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#lights camera sing your sins
good-beanswrites · 5 months
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I put together a few Lights, Camera, Sing Your Sins thoughts! Details about characters, filming, reactions, etc. I doubt I'll get the chance to smoothly work some of them into the drabbles, but I still wanted to share them :)
Post-T1 thoughts:
The first few days out of the prison are really weird and awkward – the prisoners got too deep in the immersion and are slowly remembering what’s real and talking some things out. Before these major emotions can wear off, they’re pulled aside by various writers and teams to make a plan for the next trial. They meet up with deco*27 himself and the songwriting begins
They each have a private bedroom in the facility. The first night, they’re all super excited to not be sleeping in those uncomfortable cells, and then immediately feel really closed off to the others. For some it remains a good thing – Yuno is glad for the isolation, Fuuta’s paranoia about judgment is eased, etc. Still, it’s strange to be separated from the people they’ve been side-by-side with for a year and a half, 24/7. Many of them end up sleeping on the floor of one another’s room or leaving their doors wide open. 
Jackalope is using long distance tech to project his voice into the prison, but the animal in the prison is just a well-trained pet with some hardcore costuming. Freed from its little uniform, the rabbit gets lots of pets and pampering from the prisoners. 
They aren’t allowed to leave and visitors must be for filming purposes only, but each prisoner is allowed a phone call (“hey, just like a real prison!” Jackalope laughs). Haruka calls his sister, and so does Fuuta. They stay on the phone for a really long time. Yuno calls her parents, making sure to say hi to Yura. Muu calls her parents too, and cries hearing their voices. Shidou calls his family; being separated from them for so long only confirms his near-miss intentions. Mahiru realizes too late she should have called her family – instead, fresh off the guilty verdict, she calls her ex to apologize profusely. Kazui considers a few people he could call, but doesn’t take Jackalope up on the offer right away. Later in the hiatus he calls his childhood friend just to say hi; he doesn’t mention any of the experiment stuff going on. Amane wanted to call her father, but she doesn’t want to break the news that she’s not doing a good job because of her verdict. She waits until she knows he’ll be out per his usual schedule, and leaves a brief and formal message on the machine. Mikoto calls his mom and sister, asking about how everyone’s doing (and largely avoiding talking about himself). Kotoko calls her family, surprised at how emotional she gets hearing their voices. 
Jackalope makes the mistake of mentioning updated guilty uniforms in front of the prisoners. Fashion expert Mahiru, designer Mikoto, and just simply nosy Yuno and Muu track down the costuming team to “help.” Though there’s not a ton of alterations to be made, they enjoy being a part of the process. They end up sticking around and chatting about mv outfits.  Mahiru enjoys everyone’s choices and fittings, and promises Amane they’ll go shopping someday and have a proper dress fitting. She asks if Es is going to get a new uniform as well. When told no, she vows she’ll take them shopping as well.
Though not allowed to leave, they’re at least allowed to step outside in designated areas. They enjoy the sun and rain and stars. The smoking group is excited to meet outside. Mikoto makes sure to hang out with them a bit extra seeing as he’s going to leave the group a bit come T2.  
I wrote the drabbles as individual scenes since it was nice to give each prisoner their own time like that, but logically some filming would be overlapped a bit. Jackalope would still want to direct everything as best he could, but there may be multiple scenes filming at once. I just really liked the idea of the mixing of props and costumes. They yell “cut!” as Bee Muu takes a shortcut through the Backdraft set. Yuno accidentally leaves her pink-glasses rabbit in one of the AKAA chairs and Haruka laughs in the middle of a take as he moves it out of frame. Amane is on a quick break from her scene and Mikoto shows her around the train still in full marching band getup. (I just realized these were all back to back videos, but I think any and all can overlap lol)
Shidou is still the one to administer Mahiru and Fuuta’s bandages. Even though it’s fake, he wants it a) to be his real handiwork and b) to be accurate, given the disaster of Throw Down. He’s excited to share his knowledge and explain exactly how each of their imagined injuries would affect them, telling them the proper way to act. Mahiru listens intently, all but taking notes, while Fuuta is bored to death of his doctor-jargon ramble.
Back pre-T1, Jackalope started off telling the prisoners they can choose their song titles (just for organization's sake, Es won’t see them) but he ends up taking over because their titles are really, really bad. It’s a mix of those really long sentence-style titles and cool words/phrases that have absolutely nothing to do with the song itself. Jackalope goes through the files renaming “The Sweet Whispers of A Lost Love,” “Fuck You,” “They say three strikes and you’re out but clearly they’ve never met me before” and “Kotokos_song.mp3”. By the time they start filming second trial videos, it doesn’t phase him to open up files titled “Elegy to a Broken Heart,” “I checked the train schedule five times and still missed my stop,” “I Can’t Be Normal,” and “Kotokos_song(1).mp3”. 
And some post-T2 thoughts:
The verdicts are both easier and harder to handle this time around. This is the second break from the immersion, and it’s easier to separate reality from experiment. However, the videos and interrogations this time around were a lot more raw, so there’s an extra sting of betrayal to them. Es got to look deep – much deeper than most – and still chose not to forgive.
Haruka isn’t really worried about death or harm from the verdict, but he does feel betrayed that Es would throw his life away like that. Muu doesn’t fear the consequences, but is saddened that once again she made someone like her only to turn against her when they saw her true self. The t1 guilties have a little meetup where they breathe a collective sigh of relief and congratulate one another on making it through. Fuuta just kind of sinks in relief, while Mikoto is giving out high-fives. Then they make a beeline for the current guilties to see how they can help.
Mahiru and Mikoto were always helpful to the others, but Fuuta surprises everyone by constantly checking in with the guilty prisoners. He remembers how much the verdict sucked and wants to try and help/prepare them as much as he can.
Red appears every once and a while to force people to take breaks when filming gets very involved/tiring. While Blue is pretty chill and cheery about everyone staying hydrated and getting good sleep, Red is a bit more serious with his approach. 
I think with another innocent verdict and seeing everyone 'behind the scenes,' Kazui would finally, finally start opening up to people. I like to think, as Yuno starts filming another video about very comfortable with her sexuality, he approaches her first with the topic.
When given the chance to make phone calls, most of the prisoners choose the same people as before. Haruka doesn’t want to call anyone at first, but is glad when Muu forces him to call his sister. He’s by her side when she calls her parents. Mahiru remembers to call her parents first, telling them to pass along her well wishes to others. She got the verdict she was hoping for, but Amane can’t bring herself to call home. 
The upcoming videos will likely be even more intense, but that just makes everyone band together more. They give each other confidence. They work extra hard to get silly goofy when it’s in good taste. 
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oboetemasuka · 3 months
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Complementary drawing for @good-beanswrites's drabble about everyone getting googly-eyed over Kotoko's outfit in "Lights, Camera, Sing Your Sins".
Now we know that her outfit is absolutely ridiculous. But somehow, she pulls it off so well that nobody would care how ridiculous it is.
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silasours · 2 months
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ৎ⸝⸝⠀FAVORITE DATES . —
#pairing : lucifer, angel dust, alastor x gn reader #cw : fluff honestly, idk what else to tell you. a bit of crack perhaps? reader specializes in photography for lucifer and alastor's part. #summary : their favorite kind of date with you + drabble for each of them. #note : extremely in need of fluff and comfort from lucifer specifically atm, so here i am writing for him + a few others :3 hope this will cheer you up as how it did to me.
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ʚ LUCIFER .
lucifer loves bringing you to the prettiest places he can find. he'd wrap you tightly in his arms, unfurling his wings and allowing them to warm up with gentle flaps. he reassures you every time before take-off, his legs gently pushing the both of you from the handrail of your balcony as his feathered blades softly fanned the still air, flying at a steady and comfortable pace. if you request for him to stop mid air for a picture, he'll gladly do so until you get the perfect shot of the scenery in hell.
the sin filled air gently brushes past your face, your hands holding dearly onto lucifer as well as your camera. you take note of every detail you can get from the places where lucifer flies by, the sparkle in your eyes never fading ever since he suggested another one of your favorite dates. his heart melts every time he sees your excitement, a soft smile unknowingly creeping up onto his lips.
"darling, could you do me a favor and close your eyes for a moment? we're about to arrive at the special place i mentioned." with a nod, you close your eyelids gently; all you can see now is the weak light that shines through your eyelids. lucifer mutters a quick thank you, pressing a sweet kiss onto your forehead and increasing his speed through the air. you can hear the sounds of his wings flapping louder than before.
it wasn't long until everything came to a halt, lucifer slowly lowering the both of you from the air until the ground came in contact with your feet. you can practically hear the excitement in lucifer's voice. he cups your eyes from behind, fingers blocking the light that was previously visible through your eyelids as he guides you to walk around the unfamiliar surroundings step by step. "almost there, i just know you'll love it."
"getting impatient here, luci." you state playfully with a light chuckle, following his guide with your hands clutching onto the camera hanging from your neck. "alright. on three, i'll be removing my hands from your eyes. don't get too sucked up by the beautiful view by then,"
a sense of exuberance bubbles inside of you as you listen to his countdown, an uncontrollable smile stretching your lips. "and.. three." lucifer removes his hands from your face, the brightness stinging your eyes which took you a short moment to adjust to the lightning. you blink, the breathtaking scenery displayed in front of you sucked your breath away immediately. the sky is a beautiful shade of red and purple that perfectly med together, and the sunbeams illumined the immediate surroundings, partly obscuring the sky-high mountains a great distance ahead.
the scenery stole your ability to speak for minutes before you snapped back to reality, throwing yourself into lucifer's arms. you wrap your arms around his lean figure, feeling him returning your tight hug as well. "thank you for bringing me here! oh satan, this will be perfect for my collection."
you claim with a sing-song tone, abruptly pulling away from the hug to start taking perfect shots of the scenery before losing the chance to. you need the pictures in your camera, and you're not going home until you're satisfied. you take your time to perfect every angle and lightning, fully absorbed by photography at the moment.
lucifer watches you from the side, his gaze fixated on your every movement and the excitement that displays on your face, leaning his weight further onto his cane. it's always moments like this that remind him how deeply in love he is with you, always causing him to fall in love all over again.
ʚ ANGEL DUST .
there is no designated spot, but angel loves going on shopping sprees with you. he calls it the ideal date; going for spa, clothing, accessories, you name it. he loves the idea of spoiling each other, where the both of you would take turn to pay for anything the both of you got. the both of you will talk and laugh about anything while walking, hips practically linked together as you walk. at the end of everything, the two of you will sit together at the place where you both first met, silently appreciating each other's comforting presence while talking about memories you shared together.
"oh baby, look at these gems they're sellin'!" angel pulls you by the arm, pressing himself against the wide glass window with multiple sunglasses on display. one particular design caught his eye; it's displayed in the middle among the others. with his toothy grin widening, he glances at you with a click on the tongue. "i say we hit the jackpot t'day, dont'cha agree?"
"jackpot indeed, these babies are definitely worth it. shall we head in and get ourselves a matching pair of them?" you link your arm with his as he presses a quick kiss onto your forehead, mumbling a small 'ya know me so well' before walking into the store with you. the welcome bell rings the moment you push the door open, the store owner's head shooting up from the cashier almost immediately. a wide smile appears on their face, excited to welcome the both of you while jogging towards your direction.
"welcome, welcome! what an honor to have the famous couple visiting my little store. has anything caught your eyes, my dear? or would you like me to pair you up with some that matches you?" the owner clasped their hands together beside their face, their gaze constantly shifting between you and angel, feeling absolutely thrilled.
angel points his thumb towards the same glasses he told you about outside the store, shifting his weight to one leg. "are those still available? we'll take two of 'em please." giving a quick glance at the direction angel is pointing at, the owner nods with their eyes lighting up.
"fabulous choice, they're the customer's all-time favorite! you're in luck today, there are only two stocks left. i'll go grab them for you."
the owner turns their back and walks towards the big shelves storing nicely packaged sunglasses. with a brief scan, they reach out to grab the two boxes on one of the shelves. the boxes are rose gold while the others are white, making them easy to look for. they jog towards you and angel, holding out the two boxes in their hands. "all nice and packed, the glasses you asked for! go ahead and try them on, I'll be waiting behind the counter."
you accept the boxes with a mutter of 'thank you', passing one of the boxes to angel. he whistles, practically ripping the glasses out from the box. "these babies are prettier up close! feelin' sexier with them on, what 'bout you?" you chuckle at angel's claim, playfully rolling your eyes at him before trying the sunglasses on. the light around your eyes instantly grows soft and comfortable, allowing your eyes to relax while looking around.
"how do i look? they feel perfect on me."
"absolutely perfect!" angel exclaims while throwing his arms up in the air, unable to contain the excitement in his voice. his smile is wide enough to flash the golden tooth he has as his arm embrace your waist, his upper pair of his arm pinching your cheek playfully. "if it looks perfect on me, it'll definitely look perfect on ya."
you laugh, pressing a kiss onto his hand that pinched your cheek. "whatever you say, dear. now let me go pay for these then we'll be done with shopping." he tags along as you pay for the sunglasses, thanking the store owner before exiting. you walk down the street with your arm linked with angel's, your sunglasses sitting neatly on the top of your head.
"headin' to the garden t'day?" angel questions while walking down the familiar street with you. you nod, keeping your gaze up ahead. "nonsense, 'course we are. it's something we do after every date, my favourite part actually."
ʚ ALASTOR .
alastor values quality time together, which results in long walks being his favorite dates with you. he always has the best places to take you on walks, sometimes even preparing a gift for you if he manages to get his hands on one. the walk would most likely be filled with comfortable silence unless you're a chatty one, to which alastor would be more than happy to listen. he's a great listener, after all, listening to you talk makes him feel content as well. physical affection will be reduced in public, but if you're in a secluded area and he's comfortable enough, you may receive some small affectionate kisses; on your hands especially.
your surroundings are almost dead silent; these sinners either do their best to avoid alastor - the radio demon, or whisper about the both of you. not that you mind, you prefer things staying as it is since neither of you would have to worry about anyone disrupting your peaceful little date. with a hum, you adjust your sleeves, parting your lips to spark up yet another topic that so happened to cross your mind.
"have i told you about the new pictures i've taken recently?" you flash him a smile, excited to share your new works for photography. with an acknowledged hum, alastor gently shakes his head as he keeps his hands neatly folded behind him. "i suppose you have not. do enlighten me, my dear." you're delighted that he's willing to listen as always; something about it just draws you more towards his charm.
"gladly! you see, i hung out with rosie a few days ago since she wouldn't stop asking me about it." you pause for a quick moment before speaking again. "i'd say the cannibal town fascinates me all the time. i took pictures of the scenery there, and of course, lots of rosie because she's so photogenetic. speaking of which," something clicked in your head. you shuffle through your pockets and pull out a polaroid, placing it in front of alastor. "have a look at one of them, i happened to bring one with me."
he takes the polaroid from your hand, flipping it over to see the picture you've taken. it's a picture of rosie in a field of black roses, even embracing some in her arms. she's smiling at the camera - alastor assumes that it was rosie who suggested that you take a few snaps with your photography skills. angle, lightning, poses, you've perfected everything in this picture alone.
as always, your skills never fail to amaze alastor no matter how many times he sees your work. "such ravishing work of art! i am absolutely floored." the grin on his face softens ever so slightly, a sign that shows that he's being genuine. he passes the little piece of picture back into your hands, his gaze now fixated on you. you keep the polaroid back in your pocket nicely, giving it a light pat.
"my, im honored. is this an attempt of yours to flirt?" you chuckle playfully despite knowing full well that your comment was fully incorrect. you just like messing around, is all. alastor shakes his head at your miserable attempt to poke fun at him, laughing lightly. he stops in his tracks, scanning his surroundings briefly. not many sinners around, it should be alright.
"ha-ha! of course not, my dear. though, this should count as one." small steps, alastor now stands before you. your eyes search his in confusion, tilting your head slightly as you try to figure out what could he possibly be planning. his hand moves to hold yours with a good amount of delicacy, his face leaning down closer to your hand with each passing second until his lips press against your knuckles. he lets them linger on your warm skin before pulling away, his lips leaving a cold sensation along with an odd warmth spreading across your skin.
you stare at him, breathing almost coming to a halt as you watch the smugness on his face grow. a light blush tints your face and ears, your gaze growing avoidance to his soul-piercing one. it's clear that he's enjoying the reaction you hold. "not going to comment on it? is it because my 'attempt at flirting' worked well this time?" his words made you roll your eyes, playfully sighing in annoyance. of course he'd pull this trick, how did you not see it coming?
"no comment." is all you said to answer his question before motioning for him to lean in closer. he did as you asked without question, figuring that there might be something you'd like to tell him. a kiss on his cheek from you caught him by surprise as it was not what he expected to happen. "guess you're not the only one able to pull this trick. we're equal now, yes?"
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anisespice · 1 year
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“ the fuck-it list ” || hq! pt. 2
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one || three
synopsis: there’s a list going around consisting of hot guys on campus that are deemed “fuckable” with theories as to what they’d be like in bed. it’s all fun and games until somehow your boyfriend ends up on this list. 
pairing: various x gn!reader [ hinata, bokuto, kuroo ]
warnings: cursing, suggestive language, hinata’s is SUPER long lol mild objectification, bo and kuroo’s are criminally the shortest ones i’ve written so far ugh (but they get the point across), and I think that’s it :D
notes: first of all, can i just say THANK Y'ALL SO MUCH ♡♡♡ i did not expect that headcanon to blow up, so i will do my very best to make the following ones just as juicy and entertaining for y'all :))) special thanks to @melanatedkink for helping out with this, she helps bring out my inner whore lol hope you guys enjoy !!
notes ii: didn't want the situations to get too repetitive, so these may take me a little longer for the other characters i do in the future, but i appreciate the love and patience for the series thus far !!! you guys are awesome
tagged: @daedaep69 , @ahahadumbo , @viktoryn , @mdsb , @ourgoddessathena , @ushygushybaby , @hyori2 , @lumpywolf , @fantasycantasy
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HINATA knew all about the list. Being the social butterfly he was, it would be impossible for the topic not to come up in conversation, especially since a lot of his friends were on it. He found it interesting, to say the least, but never really took the whole thing too seriously. It was just for shits and giggles after all, right?
During a water break in the gym, Hinata aimed for his mouth while squeezing the bottle. Most made it inside, but the rest dripped down his chin. Thinking nothing of it, the spiker used the bottom of his jersey to wipe his face dry, be it water or sweat. And even though it was for a split second, it was more than enough time for the damage to be done to the hearts of those chilling up by the railing on the first level. Beneath the LEDs, in all their sinful glory, were Shoyo Hinata’s nipple piercings. 
The gates of heaven have opened, and the choir sings a hymn. But, along came Satan, as he rubbed his seedy hands together in mischief. The groupies were shellshocked and knew they must alert the masses, eyeing their prey all the way until the end of practice. This caught the attention of a certain blonde setter, who brought it to Hinata’s attention right off the bat as they cleaned up the court.
“Oi. Don’t wanna alarm ya or anythin’, but…those spectators up there been eye-ballin’ you for quite a while. Could be trouble.”
The tangerine gave a confused grin, looking over his shoulder in their direction. Sure enough, their eyes never wavered, not even after being caught. However, he merely shrugged it off. “It’s probably nothing.”
Atsumu hummed, skeptically. Though, he didn’t push it any further.
Once they were dismissed and sent to the showers, by the time Hinata was done he'd be the only one left in the locker room. He had to take his time and be extra careful not to bump his piercings, still kinda sensitive. Kageyama offered to stay behind so they could walk back together, "HINATA-BOKE, HURRY UP BEFORE I LEAVE YOUR SLOW ASS IN HERE."
But, Hinata politely declined. "SUCK A DICK, BAKAYAMA. I'm going over [_____]'s tonight, so go on ahead!"
With a nod, the stoic setter took his leave. "Cool. Tell 'em I said hey. See you tomorrow."
"See ya tomorrow!"
And then, all was quiet.
The only sounds filling the space were the running water, his humming, and the flickering overhead lights. When he stepped out with a towel wrapped snuggly around his waist, Hinata heard the sound of his phone ringing in his bag. His tired expression soon melted into joy at the cheesy love song he used as your ringtone.
Pressing the answer button, Hinata greeted you with his face all in the camera, and a bright, "Hi, [_____]!!~ You here already?"
Your eyes were on the road but you grinned, adoringly. "Hi, Sho. And, no, almost there though. I stopped by the canteen to grab some dinner. Know how hungry you get after practice."
"Mmm, starved. You're an angel, angel."
Staying on the call as he changed, the two of you conversed about each other's day as normal. However, when the topic of those groupies eventually came up, it instantly made you tense. Even though most of his fans were harmless, there were still a few rotten apples in the bunch that made you wary. "God, don’t tell me they asked you to spike their ass like a ball again."
Hinata snorted, throwing on a clean shirt, "That wasn't me, remember? That was Sakusa-san. Never seen him look so horrified." You laughed, having recalled. "But, according to 'tsumu-san, they hardly took their eyes off me tonight.”
“That’s old news, babe. Those vultures are always watching you.”
“Not always-”
"ALWAYS." You affirmed, pulling up to the building. Parking outside the doors, you teasingly said, "We can continue talking about how wrong you are in the car, I’m outside. And hurry, the food's gonna get cold."
"Yes, boss," he chuckled, gathering up his things. Throwing the duffle over his shoulder, Hinata made haste for the lobby, making sure to turn the lights off behind him. “See you in a minute, sunshine.~”
With that he hung up, walking with a spring in his step. He had a surprise for you, and couldn’t wait to finally show them off later. Now that the piercings had healed enough, Hinata couldn’t fight the obscene images clouding his mind of all the things you’d do once you saw them. It made him dizzy just thinking about it…
Unfortunately, someone would beat him to the punch. Or, more specifically, something.
‘Shoyo Hinata. 5’6ft sweetheart, and a ball of energy who’ll light up any room he walks into. He may look all innocent, but clearly, we’ve been underestimating him. Kinda has everyone wondering what other piercings he may be hiding…and where.~ What he may lack in height, he makes up for in girth. Expect to go for several rounds back to back, ‘cause he’s got STAMINA. This man will also be very vocal—Talk you through an orgasm, how good you make him feel, dirty-talk, begging, you name it—He is BIG on communication. He's also a cuddler, after-care will be disgustingly sweet, and pillow talk will be a must. 100/10.’
Wow. You suspected those parasites were up to no good, but never would’ve expected this. The picture attached to the thread was of your boyfriend, mid-air from blocking a ball, with his arms straight up. As he was coming down, his shirt was coming up, exposing his whole torso. It was a little blurry, but whoever took the photo zoomed in enough to where you could easily make out the silver on his nipples.
You pursed your lips, uncertain on how to feel. On one hand, you were kinda annoyed they, let alone the whole campus, got to see them before you even knew about them. But, on the horny hand…
“Hey, gorgeous!” Hinata exclaimed, startling you out of your thoughts. He had opened the back door, and threw his bag on the seat before eagerly joining you in the front. Leaning across the console to give you a kiss, he was taken aback when you stopped him, placing a finger on his lips. “Mmm?”
You gave him a blank look, making him a little nervous. He was just on the phone with you and things were totally fine, what could’ve possibly changed in the five minutes it took him to get to the car? Hinata didn’t have to ponder for long, though. Not when you used that very same finger to hook around his collar, yanking it downward. He yelped, pulling away in the last second, but his reflexes couldn’t save him this time.
You confirmed it with your own eyes now.
“I uh—…T-Those are…,” he spluttered, scratching his cheek. You happily watched him squirm, arms crossed with a knowing grin on your face. Hinata sweat-dropped. “I-I was gonna t-tell you, I swear, but I wanted them to heal a little before I did, so that you could…”
“Could what, Sho?”
His face was pure vermilion. With a huff, Hinata whined, “How’d you even find out? I had a whole thing planned and everything! Was it Bakayama? Did he tell you?? Dammit, I knew I should’ve asked someone else to come with me to the appointment!”
You chuckled, shaking your head. “No, it wasn’t Kageyama. I told you so, those vultures are always watching.”
“Huh?”
“I’ll tell you later. For now,” you reached over again, this time with both hands as lithe fingertips slid underneath the thin cotton of his shirt, trailing up the smooth skin until you brushed against the perked nubs. Hinata twitched, immediately biting back a moan as you began teasing them at once. If he got any redder, he’d surely pass out from all the blood rushing to his head. Luckily, it was also rushing elsewhere. “Let’s hurry and get you back to mine’s, hm?"
"...S-So I uhn," he keened when you lightly tugged on one, hand reflexively grabbing your wrist, but not to stop you. His eyes fluttered as he let you feel him up as much as you pleased, mouth hung open as he began panting like a dog. "...I take it y-you like them, then?"
"Oh, baby, I love 'em. Best investment ever, honestly. Can't wait to put them in my mouth," you sighed dreamily, gently pinching to elicit a moan from the ginger. Music to your ears. From the look on his face, he could probably cum from this feeling alone. You pulled away at the thought, smirking as he instantly began protesting.
"Aht, not so fast, we still gotta eat. But, don't worry. You'll get your dessert."
Homie nodded so quick, you were sure he gave himself whiplash. Adorable.
By the end of a very long night full of debauchery, you eventually told him about the list and how exactly you found out about the piercings. And you know what? He couldn’t even be mad. At least it wasn't Kageyama.
“Oh! He says ‘hey’ by the way.”
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Now, BOKUTO thought he knew about the list. But after the whole…misunderstanding with Akaashi, it turned out he knew absolutely nothing. Granted, how he felt about it didn’t really change after his friends spent over an hour explaining it to him. If anything, it fueled his distaste for it even more. When he showed up on your doorstep looking absolutely distraught, fat tears rolling down his face as he proclaimed his unwavering devotion to you, you only needed one guess. 
‘Kotaro Bokuto. 6’2ft of GAWD DAMN. He's sweet, confident, and R E S P E C T F U L?? We love a triple threat. Not to mention how MASSIVE he is, and don’t even get me started on his ass. Would literally be unable to keep my hands to myself, just saying. Like how you see him dominate the volleyball court, the same could be said for the bedroom, without a doubt. Bokuto loves to give, but he’s also a taker. Definitely gives off Switch with service Dom tendencies. Plus he’s greedy. He doesn’t care if you already came four times, give him some more!!! ∞/10. He is beyond the standard. Argue with the wall.’ 
You remembered reading it while taking a break from studying, merely brushing it off. It was only a matter of time he’d end up on their radar, you had prepared for it since the list first started circulating around campus. Frankly, you had completely forgotten about it; up until now. 
“Ko, baby, please calm down-”
“I don’t care how many people wanna touch my ass! They can’t have it, it’s for you to touch and nobody else!” 
You quickly pulled him into your room before he screamed any more embarrassing stuff in the hallway, knowing your neighbors probably recognized his voice by now. The last thing you wanted was another noise complaint, your RA already despised his visits enough to consider banning him altogether–Whether or not they had the authority, you’d rather not find out today. 
Once behind the safety of a closed door, the behemoth of a man came crashing down to his knees, arms circling around your midriff as he buried himself in your stomach. You jumped slightly as your room shook from the sudden action, deeply exhaling in order to reconfigure your thinning patience. Taking a page from Akaashi’s book, you knew getting snippy with Bokuto while he was in this state would only worsen it, so you approached cautiously. 
“Ko,” you cooed, reaching down to caress his deflated hair. He sniffled, hugging you closer in response. Gently, you pushed him far enough to see his face, wiping away the tears as you offered him a soft smile. “Look at me, do I look upset to you?”
Bokuto took a moment to search your eyes, then shook his head.
“Exactly. Which means you don’t need to be, you’ve done nothing wrong. Now stand up, I’m sure that drop hurt your knees, didn’t it?” 
He sniffled once more, then nodded. Slightly embarrassed, Bokuto stumbled back up to his full height, and sure enough, his knees were red. You tsked, gesturing to your desk chair for him to sit on while you fetched an ice pack from your fridge. 
“Although I appreciate the reassurance, I already knew you were on the list, babe.” 
Bokuto’s head shot up from looking at the floor, mood instantly doing a one-eighty as he gaped at you in shock. “HUH? Why didn’t you say anything to me about it?”
“I didn’t think you cared,” you replied, chuckling. “It’s been up for weeks. I figured you saw it and just ignored it, or something. Besides, I’ve gotten used to people openly expressing their attraction to you, so it wasn’t anything new.” 
“You shouldn’t have to get used to it! People need to respect our relationship, no matter how fantastic I am!” 
You snorted, but couldn’t help the chuckle. Returning with an ice pack, you kneeled by his legs and placed the cooling relief upon the irritated skin. “Mm, you are pretty fantastic. But, I don’t mind the attention you get, Ko. Because I know I’m the lucky one who gets you all to myself.” 
Bokuto beamed down at you, lower lip quivering at the praise. 
Effortlessly, he swooped you up from the floor and held you in his lap, the ice pack long forgotten as it slipped out your hands. With a loving squeeze, Bokuto nuzzled into the side of your neck, forcing soft giggles out of you from the ticklish feeling as you hugged him back. You felt so warm in his embrace, and he smelled like home. Even if you’d never say such corny things out loud, the way you melted in his arms was enough for him to know exactly how you felt; it was mutual.
"Plus, you can get a bit intense. They wouldn't last the night."
"Hey, hey, hey, you got that right," Bokuto grinned, smugly. "No one could ever handle me as well as you do, baby owl..." he purred, warm breath fanning over the skin of your shoulder, signaling goosebumps up your arms. You hummed in thought, snuggling in closer, whilst also not-so-accidentally grinding back against the flag pole in his sweats. He grunted, hips jerking upward in surprise.
"Hm, I dunno. It's been a while, I may have forgotten how."
Bokuto chuckled at the tease, the vibrations deep within his chest as he squeezed you a little tighter. You bit your lip to hold in your giddiness as his large hands began to wander, feeling a different kind of warmth as he began to overwhelm your senses. Trailing wet kisses from your shoulder to the side of your face, he playfully nipped at your cheek, eliciting a tiny squeal from you as you wiggled in his hold. And doing so only made you grind back on him even more.
His breathing grew heavier with each passing second, letting out a guttural groan before he flipped you around, making you straddle him. To anyone else, experiencing his sudden mood changes would've given them whiplash. Just moments prior, he'd been on his knees, crying with his head buried in your stomach like it was the end of the world. Now, he looked about five seconds from being on his knees for a different reason. For you, it was just another Wednesday.
"That so? How 'bout I remind you then?"
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KUROO thought the list was the most hilarious thing to ever occur on campus, hands down one of his go-to's for entertainment when he’s bored. 
Like right now. 
The lecture dragged on for what felt like forever, the professor mumbling about absolutely nothing of value as everyone in the class busied themselves with whatever would keep them awake. Some played games on their laptops pretending to take notes, while others blatantly chatted with their deskmates.
With an airpod in, Kuroo had you on facetime in the corner of his screen so that you could keep each other company while he scrolled through social media, and you put away dishes. You tried to convince him to leave the class early, "Clearly you aren't paying attention, so you might as well."
"Unfortunately, he only counts attendance if you sign your name on the exit sheet at the very end of the lecture. So leaving early's out of the question." He muttered. You hummed in understanding, then chortled.
"Oh. Sucks to be you, then."
Kuroo glared half-heartedly at you, but it completely softened at the sound of your laughter, despite it being at his expense. He kissed his teeth after checking the time, mildly annoyed that he still had less than ten minutes. “Why’d you even take the course if you couldn’t care less about it?”
“I needed another elective. And…Kenma was the one who recommended it. Said it’d be an easy pass.”
“And you believed him?” Cue another round of your laughter.
He grumbled, off-screen for you but clearly pouting as he chose to ignore your question. No matter, his silence was answer enough.
With a mere shake of your head, you continued putting away dishes on your end. Kuroo, on the other hand, found himself stumbling upon something that perked him up instantly. After refreshing the feed for more mindless content, the user-handle he knew all too well showed itself like a beacon of hope, beckoning him with the promise of filling the next ten minutes with something way more interesting than…whatever this class was about.
@/FckIt22.
After the last fiasco with Bokuto, then later on Kenma, the ravenette contemplated blocking them. As golden as those situations were, something told him that deep down he could be next. But, it was days like this he was glad he didn’t. His boredom was becoming unbearable…and it was so tempting. What harm could it do to look at this one little upda—“HAH?!”
‘Tetsurou Kuroo. 6’2ft gentleman that you’d proudly take home to mom, and even get your father’s approval. With his charm and roguish good looks, it's no wonder his reputation screams 'playboy'. But, he can’t fool me. I know what he is. A whole SUB, no sandwich. I’m sure being as tall as he is, and how he carries himself, people automatically assume he’s a Dom. False. If you’re looking to be dominated, keep looking. Kuroo wants to be babied, told he’s a good boy, and edged until he nearly passes out. Definitely a little brat, but his hair defies gravity for a reason, PULL ON IT. Boss him around, take control, and watch him literally melt in your hands. 8/10 because he's also a stubborn mofo. Literally would pay to see this man cry from overstimulation ugh.’ 
Kuroo shot out of his seat, practically piercing right through the air of humdrum. He not only startled you, but the entire lecture hall including the professor. Comically slapping a hand over his mouth, Kuroo’s face immediately began to burn from not only his outburst but also at the fact that his karma came way sooner than he was prepared for...
He wanted nothing more than for the ceiling to collapse on him and him only.
“Tetsu?? Are you okay, what happened?? Hello??”
"U-Uh, I'll call you back." He squeaked, double-tapping his airpod to end the call.
The professor crossed his arms, "Mr. Tetsurou. I understand that my lecture may not be the most enjoyable part of your day, but I would appreciate it if you endured it for just," the professor checks his watch, "six more minutes. Is that alright with you?"
Before he could even open his mouth to give an excuse, a chorus of vibrations, dings, and whistles from various phones instantly made the business major shrivel up. Next thing he knew, what used to be a room full of the undead was now livelier than ever before. Kuroo could feel every single one of their searing gazes; like being an insect under a microscope.
"Bro, this you?" A student sitting behind him leaned forward, phone in hand as he shoved it in Kuroo's face. The picture stared back at him, smugly grinning and shirtless as he ironically thirst-trapped the camera. Out of all the pictures…
He internally cringed. "U-Uhh..."
"Please, everyone settle down, so we can continue-" The professor attempted to redirect focus, but he had already lost it way before all this happened. A few more students jumped straight into bombarding him with questions, eager to push for more info now that this supposed new side of him had been revealed.
“Whoa, how much of this is true??”
“Kuroo-san, I’ll happily baby you!~”
“Aw man, thought for sure you’d be the type to take control, not give it up. What a bummer. No offense.”
He absolutely took offense to that.
With no help from the professor, as he tried and failed to recollect everyone's attention, Kuroo thought of the next best course of action to get him out of this sticky situation. Jumping out a two-story window didn't sound so bad, and the broken bones would be a great distraction from the suffocating feeling of public humiliation.
In the midst of all the theories and queries being thrown at him from every angle, his phone went off multiple times. Mostly from you, but the rest were no doubt the groupchat clowning him once they caught wind of the news. The guys weren't gonna let him live this one down, that's for certain. And to make matters worse...he still had four long minutes left in the class.
He exhaled, "Should've blocked 'em when I had the chance..."
Gathering up his stuff, Kuroo used his long legs to evade the ever-growing crowd of prodding students, all most likely not even caring about the post itself, but more so just wanting to kill class time; he refused to be a scapegoat.
Marching right up to the professor, who gave up trying to round up the class, the rooster-head mustered up the most pathetic look possible to evoke sympathy outta the wrinkly man. "Hey, so uh… may I please be excused a little early for this one time, sir? I'd really hate to be such a distraction from your insightful lecture-"
"Just go, Mr. Tetsurou." Didn't need to tell him twice.
As soon as he made it to your dorm, you could imagine his shock that his friends were already there, waiting as if they knew he'd come running straight to you. You offered him a teasing grin, shrugging as you said, “They came for…emotional support.”
He didn't know if he was mortified or mortified—Yaku, Yamamoto, Bokuto, Akaashi, hell, even Kenma rolled out of bed, wrapped in a blanket burrito and all, just to see the look on his best friend's face. He grinned, sardonically, then patted the empty spot on the couch right next to him. "Welcome to the club. We've been expecting you."
Oh, he was definitely blocking that godforsaken list now. And finding a new elective.
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Perspective's Sentence Starters; The Tortured Poets Department by Taylor Swift (Part II)
GUILTY AS SIN?
I hadn't heard it in a while.
My boredom's bone deep.
This cage was once just fine.
Am I allowed to cry?
I dream of cracking locks.
Crashing into him tonight, he's a paradox.
I'm seeing visions.
Am I bad, or mad, or wise?
What if he's written "Mine" on my upper thigh only in my mind?
Oh, what a way to die.
I keep recalling things we never did.
Without ever touching his skin, how can I be guilty as sin?
There's no such thing as bad thoughts, only your actions talk.
We've already done it in my head.
Why does it feel like a vow we'll both uphold somehow?
What if I roll the stone away?
They're gonna crucify me anyway
What if the way you hold me is actually what's holy?
They don't know how you've haunted me so stunningly.
I choose you and me, religiously.
WHO'S AFRAID OF LITTLE OLD ME?
You don’t get to tell me about sad.
If you wanted me dead you should’ve just said.
Nothing makes me feel more alive.
Who’s afraid of little old me?
You don’t get to tell me you feel bad.
Is it a wonder I broke?
Let’s hear one morе joke.
Then we could all just laugh until I cry.
I was tame, I was gentle till the circus life made me mean.
Don’t you worry folks, we took out all her teeth.
So tell me everything is not about me, but what if it is?
Say they didn’t do it to hurt me, but what if they did?
I wanna snarl and show you just how disturbed this has made me.
You wouldn’t last an hour in the asylum where they raised me.
All you kids can sneak into my house with all the cobwebs.
I’m always drunk on my own tears, isn’t that what they all said?
I’ll sue you if you step on my lawn.
I’m fearsome, and I’m wretched and I’m wrong.
Put narcotics into all of my songs and that’s why you’re still singing along.
You lured me and you hurt me and you taught me.
You caged me and then you called me crazy.
I am what I am 'cause you trained me.
I CAN FIX HIM (NO REALLY I CAN)
The smoke cloud billows out his mouth like a freight train through a small town.
The jokes that he told across the bar were revolting and far too loud.
God, help her.
I told them he's my man
I can fix him, no, really, I can.
The dopamine races through his brain on a six-lane Texas highway.
His hands so calloused from his pistol softly traces hearts on my face.
I could see it from a mile away.
A perfect case for my certain skill set.
He had a halo of the highest gradе.
He just hadn't met me yеt.
Good boy, that's right.
Come close.
I'll show you Heaven if you'll be an angel, all mine.
Trust me, I can handle me a dangerous man.
LOML
Who's gonna stop us from waltzing back into rekindled flames?
We were just kids, babe.
I don't mind, it takes time.
I thought I was better safe than starry-eyed.
I felt a glow like this, never before and never since.
If you know it in one glimpse, it's legendary.
You said I'm the love of your life.
You took me to hell too.
A con man sells a fool a "get love quick" scheme.
I felt a hole like this, never before and ever since.
What we thought was for all time was momentary.
Mr. Steal-Your-Girl, then make her cry.
You shit-talked me under the table.
I wish I could unrecall how we almost had it all.
It was legendary.
It was momentary.
It was unnecessary.
Should've let it stay buried.
What a valiant roar.
What a bland goodbye.
The coward claimed he was a lion.
I'm combing through the braids of lies.
Our field of dreams engulfed in fire.
I'll still see until I die.
You're the loss of my life.
I CAN DO IT WITH A BROKEN HEART
I can read your mind.
She's having the time of her life.
I can show you lies.
I'm a real tough kid.
I can handle my shit.
They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it till you make it" And I did.
Lights, camera, bitch, smile.
He said he'd love me all his life.
All the piеces of me shatterеd as the crowd was chanting "More".
I was grinnin' like I'm winnin'.
I can do it with a broken heart.
I'm so depressed, I act like it's my birthday every day.
I'm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me like the plague.
I cry a lot, but I am so productive, it's an art.
You know you're good when you can even do it with a broken heart.
I can hold my breath.
I've been doing it since he left.
I keep finding his things in drawers.
I didn't imagine the whole thing.
'Cause I'm miserable and nobody even knows.
THE SMALLEST MAN WHO EVER LIVED
Was any of it true?
Who the fuck was that guy?.
Now you know what it feels like
I don't even want you back.
I don't miss what we had.
Could someone give a message to the smallest man who ever lived?
You didn't measure up in any measurе of a man
Were you sent by someone who wanted me dead?
Did you sleep with a gun underneath our bed?
Were you writing a book?
Were you a sleeper cell spy?
In fifty years will all this be declassified?
You'll confess why you did it and I'll say, "Good riddance".
It wasn't sexy once it wasn't forbidden.
I would've died for your sins, instead I just died inside.
You deserve prison, but you won't get time.
You said normal girls were "boring", but you were gone by the morning.
You kicked out the stage lights, but you're still performing.
You are what you did.
I'll forget you, but I'll never forgive.
THE ALCHEMY
This happens once every few lifetimes.
These chemicals hit me like white wine.
What if I told you I'm back?
The hospital was a drag.
Worst sleep that I ever had.
I circled you on a map.
I haven't come around in so long.
I'm coming back so strong.
Ditch the clowns, get the crown.
Baby, I'm the one to be.
The sign on your heart said it's still reserved for me.
Honestly, who are we to fight thе alchemy?.
Hey, you, what if I told you we'rе cool?
That child's play back in school is forgiven under my rule.
I'm making a comeback to where I belong
We've been on a winning streak.
There was no chance trying to be the greatest in the league.
He just comes, running over to me.
CLARA BOW
All your life, did you know, you'd be picked like a rose?
I'm not trying to exaggerate, but I think I might die if it happened to me.
No one in my small town thought I'd see the lights of Manhattan.
This town is fake but you're the real thing.
Take the glory, give everything.
Promise to be dazzling.
The crowd goes wild at her fingertips.
No one in my small town thought I'd meet these suits in LA.
You're the real queen.
You're the new god we're worshipping.
Beauty is a beast that roars down on all fours demanding more.
Only when your girlish glow flickers just so.
It's hell on earth to be heavenly.
Them's the brakes, they don't come gently.
You've got edge, she never did.
The future's bright, dazzling.
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@helloitssunshine
“Amore Mio, you look as beautiful as the day we met”
some Terzo x reader cos uhhhh I can :)
Warning: nothing rlly
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You were only a baby when you were given to the unholy church. Your father wasn’t able to take care of you, and didn’t want to turn to a normal church. Well I say given, he left you in a basket on the doorstep of said unholy building.
At that moment, Nihil was holding his prime movers hand as she pushed her third child out. Terzo. When one of the ghouls entered holding the basket, Nihil looked over and his heart dropped. With Terzo safe and healthy he looked at the child.
“Raise her among the ghouls, raise her to be a sibling of sin”
The poor ghoul nodded and took her to the den. The others gathered around curious and a few ghoulettes squeaked with excitement.
You were raised by ghouls, and they loved you. They taught you to sing, to play instruments like guitar and drums, they even taught you how to use magic to make you look more normal if you ever went in public.
You were five when you met Nihils second youngest son, Terzo. You were only 10 minutes older than him, but he always treated you like you were older. Whatever you said went. Neither of you realized, it was the first signs of love. You two grew up close, even when you became a sister of sin, and him Cardinal, you would always spend time together. Nihil saw how you looked at him. All gooey eyed. You loved his son.
One day Nihil summoned you to his office, for…a chat. You were worried but Terzo calmed you, saying it was probably a promotion. You chuckled at that and headed to Nihils office. What you weren’t expecting was Imperator to be there.
“Ah Seestor, I’m glad you could make it, now I am aware you are very close to Terzo no?”
You nodded your head. Terzo was your bestest friend, and crush. You’d never had a crush on anyone else. All Terzos brothers were to old or not your type. Nihil smiled and looked at Imperator.
“We give you our blessing to date him”
You froze at this but smiled. You…you could date him. After you were excused you rushed to Terzos room and knocked. The Cardinal answered the door and was greeted by a hug. He stumbled slightly but managed to keep his footing. He chuckled
“Well ragazza I wasn’t expecting this, I suppose the meeting went well”
You looked at Terzo with a blush and nodded. It was like he could read you like a book. He knew when something was wrong, he knew when something made you excited or happy. He’d spent most of his free time seeking you out and spending time with you. Not because he wanted to seduce you, not like the other sisters no no. But because he had fallen madly in love. Head over heels.
“Terzo! I have to be honest with you now…I love you…like really love you! I want to marry you”
Terzos cheeks flared up, and even through his light makeup you could see his blush. You laughed and he kissed you happily, a camera going off behind you as you turned to see Nihil running off with the Polaroid in hand.
The both of you looked at one another and burst out laughing. You snorted and held onto him, warming his heart.
Thumpthumpthumpthump
Terzo placed a gloved hand on his white suited chest. Today was the day he saw you walk down that isle, no matter what you wore, you’d look beautiful. Memories of when you two first met, your first time playing in the garden, when you fell asleep on his shoulder because you refused to leave his side while he did his Cardinal paper work.
You’d know eachother for most of your life. As he turned to see you walk down the isle he had to stop the tears. You were…elegant. Beautiful. Amazing. Sure the sisters of sin were gawping at him for his white suit embroidered with gold, but nothing compared to you.
The rose he held in his hand was shaking slightly. Primo kissed your knuckles as he’d walked you down the isle. You took Terzos hands and he lifted your silk black veil revealing your makeup. He was in awe, you were so beautiful, so…perfect.
He gave you the rose after vows were swapped and rings were put on each others fingers. He dipped you away from the audience and kissed you passionately. Once you were brought back up you giggled at his slightly smudged lip, mixed with your own purple lipstick. He smiled and caressed your cheek. Though it was your real wedding it felt like something from a music video. Carefully practiced.
Later at the after party Cardinal Copia came over and congratulated you two, giving you both a gift, it was a week away to a beach resort. You hugged him and thanked him. Copia was a good person, and you prayed to Satanas that he’d find someone soon.
Though some of the sisters shot you glares and muttered things about your dress, which caused you to shrink back, Terzo at first assumed you were cold and draped his jacket over you, which gave you an excuse to hide. He realized this and took you out to the quieter gardens.
“Ragazza? What’s wrong.”
You looked at him before looking down embarrassed. It was silly you thought this way. Shaking your head you clutched his jacket like a lifeline.
“Doesn’t matter”
Terzo held your chins and tilted your head up. He made you look at him, a look in those mismatched eyes that made your heart flutter.
“Amore mio your just as beautiful as they day we met”
Fin
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amugoffandoms · 4 months
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HELLO FRIENDS!!! Please go check out my silly fanfic of a fanfic (Lights, Camera, Sing Your Sins)!! It's called Fell and Found Out, go check it out on AO3!! It's based on a silly doodle of Yuno I sent over to Beans (@good-beans thank you again for letting me do this :D) and then eventually expanded on a while back!! Please enjoy :D
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honelle56 · 10 days
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unfiltered thoughts on ttpd
I just finished my first listen of TTPD so below you can find my first thoughts on each song as I listened at 6 in the morning (I need sleep so bad lmao)
1. Fortnight
AAAAHHH I AM LISTENING!!!!! This has such Lana vibes omg!
Who do we wanna murder now??
I love you it's ruining my life :(
IS THIS ABOUT MATTY???????????
Is Post Malone getting the female singer treatment hahahahah
oh okay there he is!!
Florida mention!!!!!
2. The Tortured Poets Department
Woah I like this beat!!!
No-fucking-body!!!!
Dream mention????? (golden retriever)
This is so pretty
Wait is this about Travis??? I am so confused. Please tell me this isn't about Matty too
Oh the wedding mention
3. My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys
Put me back on the shelf :(
Love the melodies
THE OUTRE THE OUTRO LOVE THISSSS
WHY IS THIS SO SAD FUCK ME
4. Down Bad
I can't do this IT IS SO SAD
"Fuck it if I can't have him"
hahaha
Is this another Matty track........ I can't do this
So fuck you if I can't have us :((((
5. So Long, London
Are we in a church
Jesus fuck why is this so sad
this is so beautiful
I am crying
I sent my full reaction to this song to @bluishfrog and it's basically just me looking at the lyrics while crying lmfao
6. But Daddy I Love Him
This one is about Matty again huh
I need a dictionary
I fuck with this song so bad
7. Fresh Out The Slammer
my first word was "Woah"
Back to cheating
"Years of labor, locks and ceilings In the shade of how he was feeling"
Outch
Oh god this one is hard - this sounds like end of relationship stuff
"Watched me daily disappearing For just one glimpse of his smile"
:((((
So many outros, I really fuck with this
Imaginary rings what if I go die
8. Florida!!!
she cheated too????
omg an actual feature with a female artist!!! We love!!!
I did not think this song would be about murder and drugs lmfao
Sorry I got lost in the dnf-isms, loved the song
9. Guilty as Sin?
I will have to come back to this, I am so tired I just completely zoned out xD
Love the vibes tho
It's a bop ngl
10. Who's Afraid of Little Old Me
Oh I will love this
FUCK IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL
THE CHORUS WOW WOW WOW
THIS IS SO GOOD
This is so my favourite so far
Okay so we are in an asylum lmao
"Put narcotics into all of my songs And that's why you're still singing along"
this is genius
THIS SONG IS AWESOME
11. I Can Fix Him
love the vibes
god her lower register help me
THE ENDING I AM CACKLING THIS IS SONGWRITING PERFECTION (also thanks Taylor for coming to your senses lmfao)
12. loml
this sounds sad..............
Every mention of getting married makes we want to committ
Never quite married FUCK HIM FUCK HIM FUCK HIM
I don't wanna do this anymore
"And all at once, the ink bleeds"
all the songs they wrote together I am...... not fine
"You shit-talked me under the table Talking rings and talking cradles I wish I could unrecall How we almost had it all"
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
this bridge broke me
the loss of my life I-
13. I Can Do It With a Broken Heart
What a bleachers sounding song
okay so this is definitely what we thought it would be about
"Lights, camera, bitch, smile Even when you wanna die"
you go girl
A BOP
i am crying and dancing in my bed
"He said he'd love me for all time But that time was quite short"
FUCK HIM FUCK HIM FUCK HIM
okay time to dance again
"I'm so depressed, I act like it's my birthday every day"
she's so silly
the ad-libs I love her so much
14. The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived
not the breath - i wanted to keep dancing :(
"And I don't even want you back, I just want to know If rusting my sparkling summer was the goal"
ughhhhhh
the lower register hitting again
BRIDGE BRIDGE BRIDGE AND WHAT A BRIDGE
oh she is angry agnry
"I would've died for your sins Instead I just died inside"
WHY WHY WHY
FUCK HIM FUCK HIM FUCK HIM
15. The Alchemy
I zoned again lmao
IS THIS ABOUT TRAVIS??????
WHO CHEERED
love this for her
16. Clara Bow
"You look like Taylor Swift In this light, we're loving it You've got edge, she never did The future's bright, dazzling"
oh how I love this, she is such a genius
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caffemochachoco · 3 months
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kotoko in her deep cover outfit! (for lights, camera, sing your sins au because i didnt want to draw angst)
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sinnertae · 2 years
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Mr Riot
Mafia!Jimin - Gentleness
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You were hiding in the tiny room, Jimin started to call yours. You were leaving it only when he was not home. He knew it cause of all the cameras he has installed in his house.
He was sitting outside the house, in his garden he takes pride in. Jimin has decided to clean all his guns today, but he did not want you to spend the whole day in your room, so he sat outside hoping you will leave the room.
It was a beautiful and warm Wednesday. He enjoyed the concert of all wild birds singing while staying hidden among the crowns of trees.
Jimin often assembles himself with cats, so it was not a surprise when he began to feel sleepy. The sun was providing him with a comforting type of warmth and sinning birds helped to silence his mind.
It does not happens often, when his mind is not occupied by thousands thoughts which keep him up most of the nights. His eyelids start to falling down as the old towel slipped from between his fingers. He could not fight the exhaustion anylonger.
***
You exited your room two hours later after you've heard the front door. The language barrier still existed between you two so you had no idea what he was talking about while he was on the phone. You knew one thing, he was the Riot, Mr Riot.
People in this town feared him, you could read it out of their eyes. Since you were not able to understand what they were saying you feared him ten times more.
The weather was nice and you hoped that Mr Riot won't get mad at you for stepping outside i to the garden. You have no clue why he took you from the club that night or why you are in his house.
You pushed the glass door, which leads to the garden, very gently just in case it would set off any alarm you will be able to hopefully close them back.
You laughed at the ridiculous thought. You took the first step, looking before you ate the beautiful garden. The purple floweres were dominating in the garden as well as the tall cheery trees. Birds were singing happily and bees were buzzing as they worked hard.
It was a breathtaking view, especially for someone who was kidnapped four years ago and kept locked up in a night club without the chance of going out.
You did not noticed the garden furniture on your right and you definitely did not expect to find the infamous mafioso sleeping there. Different pieces were spread on the table, you could only guess it was his guns.
You could run away. That was your first thought when you looked towards the front door. But then what? You don't know the language, you have nothing or none to whom you could run away and ask for help.
He is not treating you bad, sometimes he even talks to you through the door locked. Through the tone you can easily figure put that he is complaining. Maybe you should stay? Maybe you could somehow ask him to teach you his language or buy you a dictionary.
A light blow of wind made you shiver along with the unconscious boy next to you who has curled up on the small chair.
He looked so beautiful, so peaceful in his sleep. You could not look away from him, from the boy who killed so many yet here he is looking so innocent.
You took the knitted blanket form the other chair and spread it over him. You did it very carefully, mindful that he may wake up in a self-defense mood.
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hi!!! can i request a blurb with eddie, costumes, and i put a spell on you? thank you!!! happy early halloween! 🖤🖤
A very happy halloween to you too, friend! !! thank you so much for this witchy request, I hope I did it justice! 🎃
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Spellbound 🎃 Eddie Munson x gn!reader
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You’d never been interested in Hawkins High's annual Halloween Bash held at the gym. 
Until you heard that Eddie Munson’s band was gonna be playing this year. 
You’d been pining for him, from the corners and the shadows of the school, always admiring from afar, never feeling brave enough to go to him. 
But this year was your last chance to shoot your shot, considering that you knew Eddie wouldn’t go to prom, and most likely neither would you, because you couldn’t afford a proper outfit when all the money you made working at the diner went to help out your folks. Also, the chances of you getting an actual date for it were zero to none. 
This would have to be it. Even if you couldn’t really afford a fancy costume either, it was easier to put something together for halloween than for a prom. 
You put on a simple black dress and the brand-new stockings you’d been saving for a special occasion; you properly lustred your boots and threw on a witchy shawl that you'd found at a thrift store. The witch hat, you’d gotten from the dollar store, and merely amped it up with some spare glitter and feathers you’d had lying around from your arts and crafts projects.    
You’d felt great about the look until you got to school. 
Of course, everyone had to have more elaborate costumes, with intricate makeup and expensive accessories, of course. It normally wouldn’t deter you – couldn’t care less about everyone else’s opinions about you – but there was something about this night, a sense of urgency, of significance that made it feel like it was all or nothing, and you wanted so badly to stand out. 
You wanted so badly for him to notice you among the crowd. 
You mope around and hang back by the snacks table, miserably sipping your punch and observing the pretty people all around you, iridescent underneath the lighting –  making mental notes about how you could recreate all those details with your own means. Even Eddie, in his simple black cloak and round sunglasses he wore to look like Ozzy Osbourne, looked beautiful. 
Suddenly the lights dimm out – a single reflector falls atop Eddie's mane of hair, on top of the stage, as the pace of his guitar changes. The chords turned deliberate, slow – his deep tone sultry as he begins to sing...
“...I put a spell on you, because you’re mine…” 
His voice is like witchcraft, liquid smooth and as rich as a bite of dark chocolate. Eddie's a combination of everything that is both sinful and oh, so right.
Spellbound, you lock gazes, as if hypnotized by the strings of his guitar. Like the zooming of a movie camera, the scene closes in on just the two of you, and you’re sure that this is not your imagination – not the effect of the twinkling lights all around you. 
“And I don't care If you don't want me, I'm yours right now…” 
His eyes are so fiery that you can’t help but look down for a second to shy away from the attention – having wanted it for so long and now unsure of what to do with it.
You bite your lip and hide your hands inside the pockets of your dress where your thumb brush against a piece of paper that you’re absolutely sure wasn’t there before. You’d spent the majority of the evening with your nervous hands fidgeting inside of them to not have noticed. 
Frowning, you grab it and bring it forth – whereupon closer inspection you notice that there’s a phone number scribbled on it, with a note that reads: 
“I'VE ALWAYS HAD A SOFT SPOT FOR WITCHES. YOU CAN CALL ME ANYTIME, 
 E.M, X”
Is this a work of magic? 
You look up to find Eddie smirking at you mischievously, with knowing eyes glimmering, like the binding lights of a spell.
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LMAOOO FUUTA he gets so pissed off about it he decides to lunge at them twice in braze you…. do u think he starts complaining near the end of t1 “WHY DO THEY HIT ALL THE MEN??????” and he’s the only one who got off unscathed all bcs es thinks he’s amusing 😭😭😭😭
“It’s fucked up, I’m telling you! And unethical! And cruel! It’s, it’s -- it’s sexist!”
Fuuta paced around the common area, arms gesturing wildly. Kotoko didn’t look up from her book. “Mhm.”
“I mean it! That brat thinks they can go around hitting people? They’re lucky -- they’re damned lucky I can’t give ‘em a taste of their own medicine.” He shook his fist at no one in particular. 
The room remained silent, otherwise. Even Kazui and Shidou, who’d been struck themselves, continued their card game in peace.
“Why is no one else upset about this?”
Kotoko turned a page. “Because we’re not scared of a fifteen year old.”
“Tch, neither am I!” He said quickly. “That doesn’t mean they have the right to do it. Cruel, sexist brat…”
Mahiru’s cheery tone wasn’t the best to soothe him, but that didn’t stop her from trying. “I think they’re doing their best for being in such a frightening situation themself. They’re probably afraid of us as murderers. Though… what makes them sexist?”
“All the men got hit in their interrogations!”
Mahiru flashed a reassuring, and completely oblivious, smile. “They didn’t hit you.”
Fuuta's ears went as red as his uniform belts.
He muttered, “that’s not important,” before raising his voice once more. “What really matters is that this stupid prison is making them drunk on power! Next trial, I swear I’m gonna…”
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starlightervarda · 10 days
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First Listen Thoughts
Note: I went into this with next-to-no expectations or theories
Fortnight sounds dated in an 80s synth-y way, I can imagine this in a movie montage with a furious edge to it. I was not expecting to hear Posty singing but he has a surprisingly nice voice. A few listens for it to become a favourite.
The Tortured Poet's Department has a similar effect, cinematic and classic Antonoff. I got jumpscared by the Charlie Puth line and hearing my name. I want this to be a favourite but I feel this is about the 1975 guy so it's ruining it for me
Favorite Toys This is classic Swift and has some Lana vibes lyrically but in a Bleachers-esque wrapping.
Down Bad Interesting opening, lots of imagery, aggravated vibes and I don't blame her. I can see why the next song is --
So Long, London I love the vocals at the beginning acting like church bells and how they're layered in various points. Lyrics hit me right in the chest. Definitely one of the best on the album.
But Daddy, I Love Him gives me Red vibes, also 'no I'm not but you should see your face' GIRL
Fresh Out the Slammer The tempo change in the middle threw me off a bit which makes the ending feel a bit rushed/unfinished?
Florida!!! I was looking forwards to this one the most because of my girl Flo and it delivered in the details and vocal arrangements and big dramatic sound!!!
Guilty as Sin? OK this is cute, very flustered crush / falling in love vibes. It's making me smile.
Who's Afraid of Little Old Me is a little cringe but I'm getting mad woman vibes from the theme but I love the instrumental, esp the beat and harp hints. It's hitting hard for me as someone that struggles with PTSD-induced anxiety and paranoia.
I Can Fix Him I like the idea and the music but Taytay if it's about who I think it is girl he's not worth this Bonnie and Clyde romanticization
loml This is reminding me of Fearless/Speak Now vibes-wise and I can't explain how?? But yeah this is a sad look back at a dead relationship...yeah now I get why the title is abbreviated - love/loss of my life
Do It With A Broken Heart I was not expecting a crying-in-the-club song on this album but it is appreciated. Lights, Camera, Bitch Smile!
Smallest Man Anyway fuck Big Machine
The Alchemy is sweet but girl is this a Midnights B-side? Antonoff stop using that beat/drum sound I'm begging you it's so distracting
Clara Bow is sad, in a sweet way, reminds me of The Lucky One and is staring-into-the-rain material
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good-beans · 6 months
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I keep getting more and more milgram thoughts I want to post about asfgvbb but I need to wait until work/school stuff is taken care of before I delve into writeups😤
I've also started brainstorming for my Lights, Camera, Sing Your Sins section hehe
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metanarrates · 9 months
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talk more about little mermaid 2023
bad movie! but since when is that news to anyone
here is a short list of things I liked:
-shockingly, the actors playing prince eric and ariel had pretty decent chemistry! i thought their scenes together were somewhat cute. they were certainly the only actors in it who seemed like they were trying to give their all, except for maybe a few minor largely unnamed side characters. nothing special, but in a soulless CGI cash grab poorly disguised as a "live-action" work, having a handful of vaguely pleasant scenes was better than nothing.
-also shockingly, I did somewhat like most of the scenes the movie added from the original. rather than being a straight-up adaptation, they added a number of scenes to either flesh out eric's character, flesh out the romance, or to further explore ariel's experience on land. they weren't all great scenes, and were basically the equivalent of polishing up plastic, but some of them worked fine at a mechanical level, and at least it shows that a little bit of effort was made? although a number of creative choices were clearly to Ward Off Discourse. we will discuss this.
-uh. i thought the costumes were okay. there was an attempt
ok that's it for good shit the movie did. here's the stuff i did not enjoy:
-BAD cgi. like APPALLINGLY bad. I'm by no means a visual effects expert but the way the actors were integrated into underwater environments was horrible. they didn't look like they belonged there, their movements were too floaty even for underwater, and the way their hair was animated to float looked distracting and unnatural. additionally, the "camera" was set up frequently in action scenes to not capture a lot of the action, seemingly because the movements were difficult to capture well in CGI. a lot of the time in the CGI environments, the lighting would be distractingly weird and make the whole environment look even more fake than usual. the color palettes didn't feel like they always had a lot of thought into them, which also led to weird lighting and visual problems, and it never felt like the CGI animals had much weight. speaking of which...
-WHY DID THEY MAKE THE FUNNY ANIMALS WHO SING AND DANCE LOOK LIKE REGULAR CRABS AND FISH AND WHATNOT
-NO SERIOUSLY IF YOU'RE TRYING TO PAINT-BY-NUMBERS RECAPTURE THE WHIMSY IN THE ORIGINAL? GOING FOR "REALISM" IN ANIMALS THAT DON'T PARTICULARLY EMOTE IS A HORRIBLE CHOICE
-halle bailey seems to be a perfectly fine actress, based on what i've seen of her. it didn't seem like the director wanted her to facially emote hardly at all ever. she mainly goes for the wide-eyed vaguely pleasant disney princess expression the whole film, and it makes her performance feel horribly strained. im not expecting a disney film to have stellar acting - its a movie targeted to kids and millenials with nostalgia - but it kind of sucked to watch because there were a few moments where she DID emote more and it felt like she was doing pretty well in those moments! it felt to me like, rather than a lack of ability, she was simply hamstrung by those directing her :(
-awkwafina rap written by lin-manuel miranda.
-on that note, none of the new songs were very good. they also changed under the sea to not be an ensemble piece? look, im not the biggest fan of the original film, but having the fun colorful song where lots of fish and whatever sing all together change into a sebastian solo act with ariel support is... a weird choice. it does kind of feel like the whimsy has, in general, been sucked out of this film at times.
-outside of a few side characters, nobody seemed like they wanted to be there besides the leads. the deliveries were awkward and strained. king triton ESPECAILLY seemed like he did not want to be there. sir was there a gun held to your head here
-perhaps the biggest sin of all, but ursula did NOT serve cunt. half the fun of watching the original movie is how over-the-top she is as a performer, and here the actress is just Not giving it. her vocalization sounds really oddly strained at times? ma'am is there also a gun held to your head
there's a certain structural ethos applied to this movie. I alluded to it earlier with the comment about warding off discourse, but probably a better way to word it would be "trying to retroactively defend the original film, and try to make parts of it more 'up-to-date' when thet's not possible." a sort of repolishing and image-update of the Little Mermaid brand, if you will.
obviously, remakes have frequently done this in the past. I would argue that is often the point of a remake: a way to make the IP still viable in the modern day as a source of income to the company. but it felt very transparent here. the little mermaid has often been criticized for being an insta-romance where ariel's only dream is to marry a random guy? here's several more scenes with eric and ariel to establish their chemistry. people have discussed some of ursula's lines in "poor unfortunate souls" as being objectifying? we're cutting them. and hey, let's just show everyone that the little mermaid is now a diverse story that values women. let's cast a black lead actress and have several side characters be woc, including a new character who is eric's mother.
to be clear, I don't think these changes are bad, in and of themself. it's nice that these actresses of color were cast! the changes made to the plot were kind of fun! but all of these changes are only in service of trying to squeeze even more money out of an existing cash cow. it's very obviously an image and marketing thing, rather than people feeling passionate about retelling an existing story. and really, there's only so far you can go with a story originally only showing white people and written in 1989. all you can do is polish. there are no broader, structural changes you can make to it, because all that would do is turn it into a different story. and of course disney is never GONNA tell a different story, made by and about black women, because there's not a cash cow in that. in the hands of a megacorporation, diversity is only going to be a token gesture to accumulate more profit.
it's a disney remake. at the end of the day, there's not too much point in thinking too hard about it. I watched it for a laugh with my good friend, basically. but I'm still interested in it as a gateway into the decision-making process of the disney board of directors and stakeholders. i've seen some of the other disney remakes, since my mom and younger siblings do like watching them and this one in particular strikes me for how little care was put into it. I'm wondering how well it did at the box office, because this really does feel like we're reaching the final possible end for these remakes. they're not making very many cultural waves. it seems like nobody likes them. but clearly, the disney board is hoping for them to be a perfectly marketable recapturing of whatever the existing IP had. who knows how many remakes the studio has left in them?
whatever. the late-stage capitalist megacorporation media landscape continues to be a depressing slog. I'd recommend going and finding something actually good to watch lmao
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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Saturday, April 6th, Part One
EVE: Why would we do anything to Fred? Why would we even care about her—? LORNE (punches Eve in the face, knocking her down) Ooh. Oh, I'm sorry. That was a knuckle-buster. I'm Jake LaMotta over here. It's pathetic. Oh. (leans in close to Eve) Here's the thing, Eve: you're going to sing for me, and I'm going to read you right now. And here's one more thing: Winifred Burkle once told me after a sinful amount of Chinese food, and in lieu of absolutely nothing, "I think a lot of people would choose to be green. Your shade, if they had the choice." If I hear one note—one quarter-note—that tells me you had any involvement, these two won't even have time to kill you. (stands) Oh, and anything by Diana Warren will also result in your death—well, except "Rhythm of the Night."
~~A Hole in the World~~
[Drabbles & Short Fiction]
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Weekly Drabbles #107 — Her Favorite by veronyxk84 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)
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Oh God, Oh God, Oh God by NotASlayer (Spike/Joyce, T)
Oceans Apart by Pinkperson (Angel & Connor, T)
Candle Light by for_the_girls (Buffy/Spike, E)
When you read this by TPauSilver (Signe_chan) (Xander/Anya, T)
A little weirdness by TPauSilver (Signe_chan) (Buffy/Spike, T)
Choices by TPauSilver (Signe_chan) (Buffy/Spike, T)
Dreams of bloody awful poetry by TPauSilver (Signe_chan) (Buffy/Spike, T)
Facing Hell by TPauSilver (Signe_chan) (Buffy/Spike, E)
Electric Blanket by TPauSilver (Signe_chan) (Buffy/Willow, G)
Not Perfect by TPauSilver (Signe_chan) (Spike/Oz, E)
Bleach by firemanwhenthefloodsrollback (Buffy/Spike, T)
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Kiss It Better by Maxine Eden (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
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Dear Journal by Desicat (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)
Caught on Camera by Gabby (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
[Chaptered Fiction]
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Raven, Chapter 10 by sparrow2000 (Xander & Spike, G)
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Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Shadowed Suspicion, Chapter 419 by madimpossibledreamer (Ensemble, Jojo's Bizarre Adventure crossover, T)
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The Sun Also Rises, Chapter 114 by Grundy (Buffy, Dawn, Tolkien crossover, T)
When Ethan Rayne made Rambo, Chapter 9 by USKiwi (Xander, not rated)
Lest This Bond Be Broken, Chapter 7 by Dynapink (Buffy/Giles, M)
Dawn Rising, Chapter 54 by Luna_delCielo (BtVS and AtS Ensemble, Tolkien crossover, T)
Wish Granted, Chapter 2 (complete!) by faewm (Anyanka, Harry Potter crossover, T)
Raven, Chapter 10 by sparrow2000 (Xander & Spike, G)
49 Cemeteries, Chapter 20 by firemanwhenthefloodsrollback (Buffy/Spike, T)
When Lust Wanders, Chapter 7 by BiggiePanda (CalliopeStar) (Buffy/Spike, E)
Greatest Love Story Postlude, Chapter 12 by FalseGinger (Angel/Spike, M)
Ever After After The Fall, Chapter 7 by aboutafox (Buffy/Angel, M)
The Stars to Hold Our Destiny, Chapter 8 by Hermione2be (Buffy, Star Trek Strange New Worlds crossover, G)
Slayer No More, Chapter 15 by jsaint34 (Buffy/Pike, M)
Welcome to Waverly Hills, Chapter 4 by rocknrolljuke (Buffy Ensemble, Supernatural and Blade crossover, T)
Recommencer, Chapter 5 by FridayQueen (Buffy/Faith, M)
Royal Flush, Chapter 4 by Xyex (Buffy, Wishverse!Buffy, M)
The Evil that Men Do: Chapter 7 by VladimirHarkonnen (TheLightdancer) (Willow/Tara, Willow/Kennedy, E)
Weight of the World, Chapter 5 (complete!) by Enigmatist (Buffy/Spike, not rated)
Fake I.D., Chapter 3 by vampbrat (Angel/Spike, Peep Show crossover, E)
Buffy the Cotta-Arcs House-Pet, Chapter 1 by kingnothing1996 (Buffy, RWBY crossover, E)
The Boring Stuff: Reptile Boy, Chapter 1 by missfiggy (Buffy/Angel, M)
In the Company of Witches and Slayers: Chapter 1 by VladimirHarkonnen (TheLightdancer) (Willow/Tara, E)
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Encased by Sunshine, Chapter 34 by acb6293 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
Early One Morning, Chapter 30 by all choseny (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
Truth and Consequences, Chapter 11 by JamesMFan (Buffy/Spike, R)
Lie to Me, Chapter 22 by In Mortal (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)
Wilderness Retreat OR Super Mega Happy Kill-A-Rama! Chapter 2 by Melme1325 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
Celebrating You, Chapter 4 by DeamonQueen (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)
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Out For A Walk... Bitch, Chapter 13 by MaggieLaFey (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)
It's Easy Time, Until It's Not, Chapter 23 by hulettwyo (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)
Love Lives Here, Chapter 46 by Passion4Spike (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
Coming Through, Chapter 54 by hulettwyo (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)
Anarchy Tour, Chapter 7 by Alyot (Buffy/Spike, R)
Lie to Me, Chapters 21-22 by In Mortal (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)
Service Unit, Chapter 9 by hulettwyo (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)
Glimpses of the Cellar Dwellers, Chapter 32 (complete!) by Maldorana (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)
Mischief Munchkin, Chapters 2-4 by MaggieLaFey (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)
Quality Time, Chapters 26-31 by MaggieLaFey (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
What the Drabble? Vol. 2, Chapter 7 by VeroNyxK84 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)
A Little Poet in Her Monster, Chapter 12 by Desicat (Buffy/Spike, R)
Anything But Ordinary, Chapters 4-5 by Harlow Turner (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)
Cradle of Love, Chapter 1 by Lilacsandorangeblossoms (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)
I Do! Chapter 25 by Dusty (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)
[Images, Audio & Video]
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Artwork: iconic outfits for the first day of college by Madeleine Loves Colours (Wilow & Buffy, worksafe)
Artwork: “Out. For. A. Walk….Bitch” by nerdfromthenet (Spike, worksafe)
Artwork: #SixFanarts Buffy Edition! by nerdfromthenet (Faith, Buffy, Willow, Spike, Jenny, Giles, worksafe)
Gifset: The Hero's Journey by saw-x (Buffy, worksafe)
Artwork: Buffyverse Women as Greek Goddesses by williamprattz (worksafe)
Artwork: The Four Horsemen Of Apocalypse— as the fanged four by williamprattz (worksafe)
Manip: Oldie but goodie photomanip by dirtyaimfanstuff-blog (Buffy in lingerie, possibly not worksafe)
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Artwork:🔺ATS 217. Disharmony🔺 by tmcarlee (worksafe)
Playlist: tara & willow spotify playlist 👌 by sophie_4187
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Fanvid: Gravity Falls meet Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Memoriea8bit
Fanvid: Buffy and Spike + Angel | Karma by Justinhulk
Fanvid: Buffy Summers R.I.P To My Youth by uyyeedits
Fanvid: Buffy + Angel - I love me more by Faith Victoria (anti-Bangel)
Fanvid: Welcome to the Black Parade- Buffyverse, TVDU, and Lucifer by Bobblehead89
Fanvid: Buffy Summers | teenage dream (Olivia’s version) by Dasiesandsilverbells
Artwork process video: Kristy Swanson Buffy the Vampire Slayer iPad Procreate Drawing Timelapse & Talk by kcsnipes (worksafe)
Artwork process video: Tara Maclay death scene by Nimbus (worksafe)
Video: Character Alchemy - Buffy Edition! by Chromatic Roses
[Reviews & Recaps]
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Buffy the Vampire Slayer: I Robot, You Jane, S01E08 by ravenya003
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The Writing in Buffy The Vampire Slayer is incredible by Cailly_Brard7
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Video: Angel, Season One, Episode Fourteen: I've Got You Under My Skin by Slayed! The Buffyverse Revisited Podcast
Video: Season 6 Of Buffy Was Way Too Depressing - Buffy The Vampire Slayer Discussion by CrasHNburN
Video: Why Didn't buffy Kill Dracula? Buffy The Vampire Slayer Episode Discussion by CrasHNburN
Video: The First Comic Book I Ever Read | Buffy Season 8 by Another Booktube Channel
Video: Why Buffy Season 4 is the Coziest Season by Pensive Whiskers
Video: Buffy Season 5 Deep Dive Part 2 by Revisiting The Buffyverse
Video: Wrecked-Slayer Sunday by Jane Talks Buffy
Podcast: Same Time Same Place S7 E3 (Buffy and the Art of Story Podcast) by Lisa M. Lilly
[Recs]
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Fanfic Recommendations: London, 2153 by will_ (Spike & Dawn) recced by Priceless
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