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blu3st4rzsysbl0g · 6 days

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5/10/24 (5/11 at the time of writing this) Friday

school went as it usually does, which is basically not anything noteworthy, Marcie started this account after getting Ashton to approve of it so that's fun and cool I (AL) was fronting for most of the idea, Marcie kinda popped in last night after we had a bit of a meltdown so i've been getting to know her a little...she's fun, gives me cool older sister vibes (might just be because she's older than me)

most notable bit was it was Friday so we got pizza for lunch, ate alone per usual while watching a kurtis conner video on yt lol, did some drawing for Marcie's intro as well as my own that i'll probably get to tomorrow...idk we'll see ig, we also had a huge assemble today so we had to deal with that, got really blurry in the crowd while listening to the teachers scold the middle schoolers (i dont see why we had to be there since we're in highschool) lucky its the last assembly of the year, since our school has all school (k-12) meetings every month

Sock's sibling is home from college for the summer! they came to pick us up from school, so it was a fun drive catching up with them, let Sock front for that mostly, it's been around three weeks since I've seen him pop up, life's been too miserable for him ig, still front stuck (around 140 days atp) so that's great...maybe Marcie figured i was going insane being here for so long, who knows!

got home to our mother's house and got to talk to her for a while, ride there was fun too getting to talk to both our siblings, Sock fronted for most of that but walked off once dinner started (i barely even noticed him leave tbh..)

after dinner i drew some more art, Normal came into front because he heard about the blog..said he wanted to make an intro so I drew him a faceclaim, usually we could use fanart since he has a source (Normal Oak from Dndads) but since we're doing the intros I think it's more fun to actually draw him, especially since i like drawing his source anyway

Ashton was in the front room hanging around for a while eating mental-mcdonalds, idk why, but Normal started talking to him, said he reminds him of his uncle i guess? Normal is a pretty nice but kinda sad kid...it was something to witness. Norm's also got some daddy issues and Ash is a pretty prominent father figure...kinda like Joel from the Last of Us tbh...Sock and him have had a kinda father-son relationship since he formed back in 2021 (Sock wants me to add that they think its funny that there's a weird phenomenon in the system where all the teen alters tend to annoy the hell out of him lol...notably i dyed our hair three times w/o consulting him or anyone so i wouldnt say im exempt from this observation)

anyway, Sock called some of our friends for a bit (after practically ghosting them for like a month lol) played on my Stardew Valley file, thirsted over Harvey (Sock's aroace...idk what's wrong with him /aff) he had told our friends abt my little front stucky situation, (they're convinced i lost my mind because of how many times i changed our appearance drastically in the time ive been here...i dont deny this accusation) Sock also got Ash to try a Baja Blast for the first time, "It tastes like a heart attack, jesus christ..." is what he had to say...it was the zero sugar kind? idk im kinda addicted to them so

we've got a doctor's appointment fairly early tmrw...we've been having a lot of joint pain lately, our Mom thinks it's arthritis? we're not sure, she's not a doctor so...getting checked out finally! we'll see how that goes, also checking up on some meds stuff...

- AL 🍁 (She/They/He)

#i try my best to be a person...the days are rough #we only got two more weeks of school till summer break! we will be doing some summer school tho because we suck at being a student (anxiety #imma get sock to do an intro and maybe a log post atp but they dont typically enjoy posting abt system stuff #did system #osdd system #osdd 1b #otherwise specified dissociative disorder #personal journal #actually dissociative #dissociative identity disorder #actually did #daily blog #osdd #blue stars logs ⭐️#AL 🍁

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struggle-but-its-all-ocean-floor · 9 months

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I see what you mean.

I watched Tae's MV for LMA a few times. Song better than rainy days, but still very basic. I didn't like the clothes they went with tbh. The turtle neck with sequins, the color choice, and then his hair color, everything seemed a mismatch. Add to that, the location. Why is he singing a love song, into a mic, inside a decorated cave? Maybe we'll find out when all 5 songs drop?

Just a denim or leather would have been a nice simple look. Better than the bling they went with.

And the entire MV was him singing into the mic with the camera zooming into his face, nothing creative basically. So Iam confused about why we need so many MVs if that's how it'll all be?

I wonder if Tae had any inputs or if it was all MHJ.

Rainy days MV, I get what they were going for. Rainy day, missing his partner, feeling lonely and all that. But it didn't come across very well.

So far, layover isn't doing much for me. Let's see what the rest of the tracks are like.

Since he's blond in the MV, I guess they shot all recently? He only a month ago coloured his hair blond right?

I only watched both MVs once. I don't really stream MVs and if I don't like them the first time I never watch them again. Also,I can't even watch YT right now because I'm in Angola and a submarine sank or something and now the Internet connection is really bad. Someone please explain to me why Tumblr, Twitter, Reddit, WhatsApp, Outlook and other sites work perfectly, but Google, YT, Spotify, and others, barely work. I don't understand. When the WiFi signal is weak Tumblr barely loads but it's working so well, yet YT, which works even when everything else doesn't, can't pick up my WiFi signal. Anyway, sorry, it's frustrating that I can't watch anything lmao. I took a 3 hour nap out of boredom. Thankfully I downloaded a lot of songs on Spotify.

But yeah, agreed with everything. I remember watching the Rainy Days MV and thinking, is this it?, but then there was a part than improved? - I was going to write about it at the time but I got so busy with work I couldn't even do that, and now I don't remember the MV. Anyway... the artsy stuff doesn't really work well. Like I said before, it's very Instragram-y and random. It doesn't feel organic.

Actually, I'm pretty sure Tae's been blonde for a couple of months now? I remember being surprised seeing that he was still blond at Inkigayo. He was blond during the last FW event he attended, right? That's when we saw he was blond for the first time, with Park Bogum in Paris. According to Twitter (since I can't google stuff I have to look it up on Twitter lmao, which is really the best place for BTS related news), that was July 2. So, yeah, he's been blond for a month and a half now. I thought it was longer lmao, but it's still surprising because his hair looked so damaged. BTS usually shoot stuff a month or so in advance, I think. Seven was the same thing, and a lot of other MVs.

Thanks for the ask! And for allowing me to vent about my personal dilemmas lmao.

#ask #bts #v #text #thanks for the ask!

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nicohischier · 3 years

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incredibly rude of youtube to fill my recommended with bigbang content

#it was like 3am last night and i was crying over how bb defined kpop and is such a big reason it is what it is today #and was getting really emotional about how clearly they were Destined to be on a stage in front of a crowd becuase every single one of them #radiate stage presence. like i always say bts svt exo etc have insane stage presence but fuck man. bb has the most presence i’ve ever seen #i really think you could put them on the biggest stage and it’s just them. no back up dancers or anything. and i think they could fill it #they’re so Large in presence it’s honestly insane #i was binge watching their old mama performances and i can say with confidence that seeing bb perform bbb live is the best experience you-#-could ever have #the way they command the attention of everyone in the room and demand to be watched and awed at is insane #anyway the point of this tp is yt is rude cause bb just makes me wanna go off on rants abt the True kings of kpop and im barely even a fan #and i am Not interested in stanning bb right now bc exams are coming up in like two weeks and i don’t have the TIME #not hockey #kpop tag

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iluvjakey · 2 years

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HEADCANONS ABOUT SKZ DURING SEX

warnings: mention of daddy kink, bulge kink, sub and dom, oral sex (f and m receiving), dirty talk, cockwarming, praise kink, degradation kink, fingering (f receiving), somnophilia, underwear stealing, teasing, unprotected sex (wrap it pls), breeding kink, threesomes, bdsm, masturbation, mirror sex, public sex, intercrural, roleplay, prn twt link, reel link, yt link.

a/n: i had this draft for like months(?!!!) and i noticed it while i was cleaning my stuff lmaoo anyway,,, enjoy and ofc you can disagree or agree with me, it's ok<3

chan

- vocal, he really enjoys to let you know how amazing you're making him feel with his moans and soft grunts

- his moans are really good 😩😩😢

- likes to see your face while fucking you

- obviously his favorite positions are missionary or you sitting in his lap, whatever that can let him see your face is perfect

- has a slight daddy kink pretend to be shocked

- PRAISING KINK HELL YEAHH ‼️

- “you're doing so well, darling”, “look at you, you're taking me so good, baby”

- goes slow at first but when you tap his arm he can't stop railing you very deep

- likes oral sex, whoever is receiving it's ok for him 🙈

- into cockwarming, he actually likes to do it everywhere, specially in his studio or after going home at midnight

- loves breeding you (consensual ofc)

- he sends you videos of him jerking off if you're in the mood, which is often

- discovered he's into somnophilia after you left him notes giving him consent to fuck you in your sleep when he comes home very late. the idea scared him at first but you guys talked about it so he tried it a couple times and now it's a thing of you two

minho

- this man's second name is TEASING ‼️

- he won't put his cock in until you beg for him to do it

- his tip is rubbing your clit and lips, looking at your dripping cunt

- loves watching you squirm beneath him

- “you really like this fat cock, isn't it?”, “you're so fucking pathetic, whining to get fucked like the slut you are"

- most of the time he's like this but before anything he asks if you're in the mood

- you guys get each other very well that he felt like you were made for him and him for you

- his top positions are doggy style, missionary but your legs on his shoulders or you against the wall with your legs wrapping him

- kinda likes to see you touch yourself

- he suggested you to do a threesome with one of his best friends

- prefers to receive oral sex than doing it

- he doesn't really moan but his groans and heavily breaths drive you crazy

- has a thing for slapping your face with his cock 😩‼️

- he actually likes the aftercare because he takes you to the bath to scrub your body and hug you from the back asking how you feel drawing patterns on your bare skin

changbin

- loves your whole body and he says that repeatedly, even the things you're embarrassed to show him

- he often starts rubbing your legs over his thighs and kissing you softly, laying you beneath him while he's marking your neck

- his favorite positions are missionary, doggy style, reverse cowgirl or whatever that he can spank your ass

- strips for you because he knows you like it very much and actually feels confident with his body

- he's vocal and moaning, his gasp gets heavier when he is about to cum

- going back to another point, he really likes your ass. grab it, mark it and slap it hard. he's a sucker for leaving your ass marked with his hands. this reel makes me go insane very badly everytime i watch it

- also he loves to choke you, especially with his toned arms like this

- he buys you new stuff every weekend, it could be a lace beautiful set or toys for you to use we'll know this man is rich af

- not very into quickies because he enjoys to appreciate your body and the whole experience

- slow and deep sex when he's tired after working on his studio 😩💘‼️

hyunjin

- he is the type of guy who doesn't have much experience but knows exactly what to do and what he likes

- “can i?” he says while playing with the ribbon of your shorts, you nod and he puts his hand under your panties rubbing above your clit. the sensation make you squirm and it just increases his ego

- he's very skilled with his fingers and so with his tongue. actually you prefer this than intercourse

- it took him some time to tell you about his kinks, these are a slight bdsm, choking and public sex

- “you're so beautiful, you drive me so crazy”

- he started to be into degradation kink because you really enjoyed being such a brat with him

- he can't keep his moans and grunts to himself when he's buried in your hole

- also he loves blowjobs, specially if you do it in the morning because he wakes up horny very often

- he's so in love with positions were he can make eye contact, such as missionary, cowgirl and specially this it's an image

- and he would be into mirror sex, it really turns him on. he can't control himself enough so he reaches his orgasm faster

- loves hickeys and biting, doesn't matter if the marked one is you or him

- would suggest you to undress for him because he wants to paint you naked but it'll end up with you two having sex covered in paint

jisung

- would be scared to hurt you so he's always asking if you like this, if you're comfortable or if you want to stop he's so caring

- after some weeks he became a cocky flirty bitch with you 👹

- he's SOOO into quickies everywhere, doesn't matter if it's in public or something but he'll be kinda worried to get caught

- his eyes sparkle every time you touch yourself when he's ramming you

- a big fan of your tits. if you let him he'll be sucking them and grabbing them casually in the day

- loves giving and receiving oral sex, he's a 50/50

- he created a special sex playlist for you so the members won't hear you while fucking but they actually recognize it when you two are locked in his room LMAOOO

- he goes insane if you ride him!!!!! he just wants to admire you and having your tits bouncing in front of him is a big yes

- a total switch, he can be a soft dom in a moment and a sub in another

- has a file with your nudes because he always finds a moment of his busy day to jerk off in his studio to release some stress

- “ah~ c'mon baby, c'mon”

- maybe he'd steal some of your underwear, like that pretty pink lace you love to wear. he does this to jerk off with them later...

felix

- wouldn't mind to try new things every day

- he's a sucker for ruin you when you're wearing skirts, he actually enjoy to lift the material and grab your ass when nobody is watching

- his favorite positions? lotus, 69 and missionary

- would like to finger you while spooning, moaning in your ear and telling you the filthy thoughts he has for you

- “fuck, you're so tight, uh?”

- this guy is a pussy eater and i know you agree with me

- he's in heaven when you're softly gripping his hair and saying his name repeatedly

- smack your ass when he's thrusting you = 🌎

- many times he has suggest you cockwarming until you agreed and he loves it but can't stay still longer so he just moves slightly and it ends fucking

- PET NAMES, PET NAMES, PET NAMES

- he often likes to call you while you both are masturbating. it doesn't matter if he's not away, he's just not tired of you

- he didn't know he had a bulge kink until he noticed that he was so deep in you that your body couldn't hide him enough

- likes to cum on your stomach or your mouth

seungmin

- i'm sure he gets horny pretty often but don't want to make you feel uncomfortable

- likes to be in total control everytime so he's the dom in the relationship

- although he's really good with you, so caring and gentle. you're very precious for him

- not very vocal and moaning but his groans are enough to let you know how amazing you're making him feel

- his favorite place to fuck you is his room or the couch, specially in quickies

- may be interested in role-playing

- this man loves railing you from the back; the weight of him over you gently and your chest facing the bed

- when you sit on his lap swirling your hips while he's on the edge of the bed = HEAVEN

- he's so used to hide when you two had sex in the other dorms that making you suck his fingers to shut you up is still a thing even if he has his own bedroom now. it just feels amazing ✋

- he really loves handjobs but not really into giving him head

- would like to try some degradation on you only if you're ok with it

- his favorite spot to cum on you is definitely your thighs

- everytime he's eating you out he would squeeze your thighs each side of his face because it really turn him on

jeongin

- always giggling and goofy the entire time, you really enjoy being with him

- he would be so into intercrural sex and frottage

- loves quickies!!!! he wants to do it almost everywhere only if he's sure you two won't get caught in public

- you two are like fucking bunnies, never get your hands off of each other

- at oral sex he's up to giving and receiving, he prefers casual blowjobs and suck your pussy when you're tired from work/school

- passional and very close sex is what defines him, he's really in love with you and every part of your body so he'll be praising you every minute

- ofc his favorite position is missionary or this one were you're laying with your legs spread and he grabs your lifted waist to ram into your hole. he just loves to see you all fucked for him

- tits >>>>>> ass

- he won't miss letting you know how you're making him feel, what he wants to do and asking if you're ok

- i'm sure he doesn't have a lot of experience but he will try his best with you learning how to please you well

- he likes to finger you while watching movies alone, and he's pretty good using them 🤞

- “this is so good, my love...”

#stray kids hard hours #stray kids smut #skz smut #skz hard hours #bang chan hard hours #bang chan smut #lee know smut #lee know hard hours #changbin smut #hyunjin smut #han jisung smut #felix smut #seungmin smut #jeongin smut

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junkyarddook · 2 years

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How has this news not ruined your enjoyment with CEC? (/gq)

Animatronics are a big SI for me and I regularly go to CEC, but after hearing this it makes me feel sick. It's completely ruined my enjoyment immediately and I've taken all the CEC stuff off my blog because I can't even bear to look at it.

This is just personal experience, if you don't want to I understand I just want to know how you can manage it because I really hate losing this part of me I've held since childhood...

tbh, working at chuck e, being severely mistreated by them, nd learning how horrible of a corporation they are rly has made me build up a lot of resentment toward them. but tht just makes me wanna speak up, cuz they r not gonna stop till they go bankrupt.

after i quit i had to take a long break. i quit with 0 notice bc they literally broke me. quitting with no notice is something i have never done before, i dont like 2 do that. i had to take 2 weeks off from work after tht because they put me in such a bad mental state

after they mistreated me, i also could barely look at cec stuff because it made me so upset remembering what they did 2 me.,.. and tht something that made me so insanely happy, was ruined by horrible management, ableism and corporate greed. i went from absolutely loving my job and having it b the best part of my day, to throwing up due 2 anxiety before/ during every shift cuz i waz so scared of my manager screaming in my face orr threatening my promotion again, (which i never got btw!! they held a promotion over me for months, had me doing all the responsibilities for it but refused to give me the pay raise they promised me for it.) as well as having multiple anxiety attacks/ having to step outside bc i was bawling cuz of the way they treated us. every. single. shift. the worst part about it was they just took advantage of us, the ones who actually cared about working there. they went easier on us if we didnt like the job, but if they see u will put in the effort, time, commitment, and they wwill use that passion u have to run u into the ground. thatz so wrong to me.

at the samee time, this iz smthn I was already kind of prepared for, i am aware of, having a large corporation as my special interest. all corporations are evil, they just try 2 hide it. this was sadly going on the whole time. small stuff, or big. the way they advertise things is purposely confusing to try and get more money out of u. stuff like tht is super fucked up 2 me. for example at my location they charge a $2 fee to activate playpasses, which i was encouraged to hide from the customer. i was literally only allowed to tell them if they asked why they are being charged $2 extra. chuck e has been supporting autism speaks for 2 years now. they just deleted our comments last year becausee they dont fucking care about us. all they care about is money.

what makez me happy about chuck e cheese is not going there, or supporting them,, for me itz the characters, music, videos, merch, animatronics and art. all of these things u can access without supprting CEC entertainment..,. theres so many ways to still engage in this interest without supporting chuck e cheese as a corporation. draw art of the characters. watch content through other YT channels, not the official cec one. theres so much fan-created content at this point, that we dont need corporate. the new stuff theyre putting out is mostly garbage in my opinion anyways. im not gonna miss seeing them use the same 2 renders of rockstar chuck over and over lol. i luvv rockstar, but evrrything coming out now just has this vibe of "we slapped this together to trick u and get ur money". theres no effort put into anything. its just whatever is quickest, cheapest and will make them the most money. barbara the barnyard barber? just a song they bought the rights 2 and slapped cec adlibs on top of.

i love chuck e cheese so much that i can never give it up, its my special interest, its one of the only things tht brings me true happiness. u dont have to give it up either. u can still love chuck e and not support the company. i even still go sometimes to film the bots, i just dont buy any games, merch or food. u can go to a chuck e cheese completely 4 free, which is definitely a huge "fuck u" to corporate imo, since all they want is ur money.

tl;dr : u can still lovr chuck e cheese without giving them money/ supporting them. imo its not morally wrong if u r speaking up about the bad they r doing, or at the least, not ignoring it and not pretending they did nothing wrong. u just gotta find alternative ways to engage with the content.

#asks #very long post #chuck e cheese #cec #chuck e. cheese #animatronics #chuck e. cheese’s #kidcore

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airasora · 3 years

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Someone on YT made the mistake of asking me why I hate Derek, and I wound up ranting so I'm sharing my rant here as well. But also, sorry, Gabi, I promise I'm not usually this passionately aggressive xD

I'll answer you in bullet points or else you have to read 5k words xD

- He's incredibly shallow, he literally only falls in love with Odette when she becomes "beautiful" and when she asks him if all he cares about is beauty, not only does he answer "what else is there?", but he also has the audacity to be all pouty when she doesn't want to marry him, and even when he's no longer under pressure, he STILL can't say ANYTHING nice about the woman he claims to love and whom he's known since they were freaking children

- He finds Odette, yay, he finds out she's cursed to be a swan... and then tries to make his birthday ball SWAN THEMED. Oh, yay, by all means, do constantly remind the woman you love that she's cursed to be a swan when the sun rises and she may stay a swan forever in case Derek fucks up (which leads me to my next bullet point)

- The woman he's known for at least a decade is somehow so unimportant to him that he doesn't realize that it's someone disguised as her, probably because all he cares about is her fucking looks anyway - Oh, and what does he finally say are his reasons for loving Odette? "Your kindness and courage"... that's it. Kindness, something the bare minimum any decent should have and courage because... she accidentally knocked down their treehouse when they were kids???

Ok, then. And what REALLY fascinates me is that he continues to be the worst prince in animated history in not just the second, but the third movie as well!

- He forgets their wedding anniversary, but that's not really the worst part here. When he apologizes to Odette, she says: "I know why I married you. You're so good at saying you're sorry." Oh, so he says sorry a lot, huh? Cause he fucks up a lot, huh? Maybe you shouldn't have married this fuck-up, huh???

- He finds the forbidden, dark magic and whatever it's called and not only does NOT tell his wife about it (even though she was literally cursed by said dark magic TWICE) but he has to whine about having to say sorry to her??? Something she in the former movie said he was GOOD at it??? Oh, and she almost DIES because of it... again... husband of the year, everybody

I haven't watched any of the newer CGI movies, but I almost want to just because I'm SURE Derek somehow has remained one of the worst notDisney princes in the last 3 decades.

Yes, this got long and I'm sorry, but I'm literally planning on making a video titled "Top 10 worst animated boyfriends" and he's in the top 3, he may become nr 1 even, I hate him that much xD And it's in that video I'll talk about the entire list.

Thank you for the question and I'm sorry for the rant xD

And for the record, if you do like Derek, nothing wrong with that! Just please never date someone who reminds you of Derek 🙃

#the swan princess #rant #derek #prince derek #prince dick

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bella-donna418 · 3 years

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Livestreaming on YouTube w/ Mikasa

A/N: An HC I need to write rn bcs I might forget it later.

More modern AU vlogs bcs why not.

AND this is somewhat livestreaming 👀👀

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So the house has like this recording studio/room for Mikasa because a few people (Sasha, Connie, Zeke (surprise he knows), Armin and Annie) know she's VERY good at singing)

And since they couldn't think of what to do with an extra room in the house because like, the house is huge asf and you'll need to fill EVERYTHING up.

So let's get to the point.

Sasha usually forces Mikasa to try at least livestreaming on YouTube because she BARELY has any videos.

Mikasa's like, "Sasha, no."

And Sasha would do all desperate pleading sh!t which annoys Mikasa to the point she sighs and says, "Fine. Just once. But DON'T tell anyone."

And Sasha was so happy.

Then ends up doing the opposite (the irony ik)

She's like, "She'll livestream later. Y'all gotta watch it."

And they're like, "Why?"

And Sasha looks at her fellow comrades from the "we know she can sing so good" club and they're like "oHHH—"

And the others who don't know are like '???' and just shrugged.

So here it is.

Sasha is with Mikasa in the recording studio/room and everyone is like somewhere else but they're watching ON someone’s phones and waiting for the countdown to end.

Sasha is there for like reading some stuff/song requests for Mikasa while she's singing so they don't miss anything—also for operating things.

So the livestreaming countdown ended and finally!!

(I'm the one writing this but why do I feel excited LMFAOO)

Ok, so Mikasa went to the regular greetings of like, "Hello, everyone." (Sasha still busy setting things up)

And then... the others were like watching and they're freaking hyped.

Sasha then read the first request (from Twitter) "So, first song is Dangerous Woman."

Mikasa's like, "Seriously?"

Sahsa looking at her while eating some doughnuts be like, "Request is request."

Mikasa rolls her eyes and the music starts.

Ok let's go to the "watching in secret" crew because they're like "Holy sh!t, holy sh!t!" (Ymir the one saying that, gets smacked by Historia)

Y'all let's skip to the high notes, shall we? 👀👀

So when she LITERALLY hit that note Jean almost dropped the phone and everyone bonked him on the head (I mean who in the right mind would drop such expensive iPhone 12 pro?! They rich and all, but thrift is key and it’s something Erwin and Levi implemented)

Everyone went full blown kung fu beating up and screaming of admiration

The vets somehow hearing this then Levi and Erwin went inside the room where the noise was coming from to see the commotion.

Levi's like, "What the f%!k is this?"

Everyone snapping out and looking at him—fear now lingering.

Then Hanji passed by and decided to stop there (she’s like that parent who walks by and sees you then ends up saving your a$*)

And she's like, "YOU'RE WATCHING TOO?!"

And the people who are scared shitless nodded slowly.

Hanji was like, *le gasp* "OMG SAME!!!! SHE'S SO GOOD AT SINGING, RIGHT?! SHE DIDN'T EVEN TELL!!"

Levi and Erwin giving her weird looks—gets ignored though.

Hanji be running to them to join the fun making Levi groan and Erwin sigh as they went back to what work they were doing earlier.

Mikasa seems to be having fun, so she just continues while Sasha is recording on her own and literally laughing to herself because she's looking at her phone and their comments were being buried.

Until she saw the snowman request which was Armin's.

And she was now glaring at Sasha while she laughs it off.

Ignores it and sings it anyway (it's f!#$ing ✨i m m a c u l a t e✨)

So let's list down the songs Mikasa sang

- Dangerous Woman - Take me home (the Bebe Rexha one) - Lover (Taylor Swift duhh) - Willow (I can't help but think of T.S songs lol) - Play Date (Melanie!!!!) - Kings and Queens - Hallucinate - God is a woman - Positions - Driver's License - Snowman (Armin requested this!) - 34 + 35 - Imagine - Love story - Me! - Stuck with u - Blank Space - Can we kiss forever? - In the name of love - Ready for it - Break up with your girlfriend - 7 rings - Dancing with a stranger (sam smith omfg) - Without me - Wildest dreams (Most of the songs are literally Taylor Swift or Ariana Grande lmaooo)

Moment of truth: Everyone was staring at Eren like: 👀 who seem to be let's say... impressed (or something more than that but you get the point)

So when the livestream was over everyone (who didn’t know) was like 😳😳 "She could sing—I didn't know that...

When Mikasa ended her live, they both got out of the recording studio and went inside the room where everyone was, she was now getting lots of shocked looks which made her go like 😳 "Y-you guys—"

And Hanji (no I didn't forget she was with them) beamed at her and was like, "Mhm! You didn't tell us you could sing!"

Mikasa was then blushing like mad and looked at Sasha who smiled sheepishly and went on her way to the kitchen.

Jean was trying to keep his inner peace and not go all like, "AKNCJDSNJNABSJ" (ofc he fails and he left the place)

The people who knew, are just stiffling their laughters right now because (manisfesting EreMika) Eren is literally looking at her with a 'how come I do not know about this?' look and glanced at Armin.

Armin just grinned and shrugged.

Mikasa then left the room to go to the kitchen—maybe to scold Sasha or something—because SHE clearly didn't expect this.

She only has an idea that Armin, Connie, Zeke, Annie and Sasha knew about her ✨talent✨ in singing.

She went to the kitchen for some iced tea and glared at Sasha who grinned while eating her favorite chips, PRINGLESSSS (can I have some too?)

She just sighed and continued.

To be honest she had fun with it and decided she should do more of these when she's free of work (because everyone now knows so there's no turning back now)

In the future, she'll probably do more of those live singing or cover song vids. (She clearly loves singing and it relieves herself when stressed— and so she won't get bored and stop all her videos about how she's so bored asf lmaoo)

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A/N: And that's the headcanon!

Another disappoint one I believe.

I was like, why not make her do a livestream on YT where she sings for like an hour or smth

*adds a subtle EreMika bcs it's my OTP*

She now has an addition to her channel which is cover songs lol (assistant/manager is Sasha duh)

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convxction · 2 years

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[ [ verses i will work on eventually lol

f/f7: i was contemplating soldier boy but i think just normal kanemochi botchama who wants to make a group for peace...or something like that. The Shepherds ...could it be one part of AVALANCHE? hmmmmmmmmm i need more thinking. like in the remake they showed that some groups in AVALANCHE is gung ho on literally attacking and hurting --true shinra but in the process attacking civilians in the process. so that is a very big no for chrom ..hmm...gotta rewatch some clips. but thinking about chrom and briggs and wedge being friends...sobbing in my hands

ff/ road trip i mean xv. believe it or not im still...watching it. or actually putting it on hold because i ..i dont know. it is not exciting to watch it. i guess playing with noct is fun but watching is not fun. i get people saying i should give it another chance. uuh where am i now...*looks at pinned yt tab* part 8 ...something runestones lol. anyway. i will get my ass to do it.

f/ates. aside from ‘king from a different realm, set to achieve his older sister’s wish for peace’ lol. again, my brother and i planned to have a fate series marathon someday and we’re still .... gathering the will power to do it. and eventually i will get fgo back and try it again. im just ..looks again at my will power to play phone games. i barely keep up with t/ears of themis lmao. stares into the void help me with this ...

fma but proper background than just points sdlkj.

anything else ... ?

#⚔ooc.⚔ (faty speaks)#[[lays on the ground....#[[channeling wordsworth to help me write....please...inspiration

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Yeah, yeah, yeah another prompt fill that came from DMs. And also was my fault. @treescape asked for prompts and I um, offered this, and immediately took it back, and didn’t even do a very good jobby on it so. *shrug*

Anyway! A vague continuation of The Punishment of Silence, post Order 66

THE HOPE OF ORPHANS, AND UNFATHERED FRUIT

He wakes to silence. There is nothing except the sound of his own breath being scraped from his lungs like wax under fingernails, the beating of his heart against his ribs, and the creak of his bones. There is nothing else. Even his cry of terror has died upon his lips, unfledged and unrealised in this void. He is all alone.

“We’ll be coming out of hyperspace soon.”

He hardly recognises the voice, hardly hears the words as he reaches for the only source of warmth and light in space. Beside him, tucked securely between his chest and the wall, is a heavy bundle of coarse wool, and worn linen. Within it, the weakly struggling flesh of new life.

“Hush, Luke,” he whispers, and even his voice is absent.

But Luke...Luke is here. With him. Luke is golden. Luke is the sun, and he shines so brightly that for a moment, the absence of stars is obscured by the break of dawn, and he turns his face to meet it. Luke cries, his voice wet with the sorrow of Obi-Wan’s soul, and he weeps where Obi-Wan cannot.

“Master Kenobi?” The voice calls again. It is young, too, and threaded with uncertainty as it seeks a mooring in this black new world. “Master Kenobi, I need your help.”

He must answer it.

But he is wrung dry, having wasted it all in the desert of affection.

“They’re asking for a landing code,” the boy says. “They want to search the ship.”

“Let them,” he replies. “We’ve nothing for them to find.”

He adjusts the swaddling around the babe, pulling the folds up higher until the little face is barely visible, and drawing up his hood until his own face is shadowed and obscured.

The pilot fumbles for the comm, but hesitates before he makes the call.

“Master, we haven’t got the clearance,” he says. “I tried Republic codes but they’re all invalid, and I daren’t use a - a Jedi -”

“No.”

“Master, they’re waiting.”

Outside the viewport, Tatooine looms larger, and larger, round and golden, like the husk of a burnt out star. Just endless swathes of sand and stone. A barren rock. The twin suns watch, and Obi-Wan feels his hackles rise, as though he were prey under the baleful gaze of a predator in the night.

“Tell them whatever you must,” he sighs. His shoulders slump, and his eyes close. He is weary.

He cannot see the way his pilot stares at him, hopeful, and waiting. He doesn’t want to. The weight of his need is punishment enough. Luke is light in his arms, and he rocks him gently.

“This is the pilot of The Slip, Corellian class YT-1300 AUX requesting permission to land.”

“Airbase to Slip , have you got those docking permits yet?”

A single, shimmering breath, and the pilot answers, “No. But we - I can pay you.”

Obi-Wan does not object.

“What sort of payment we talking?”

“What do you care, so long as you get your money?”

“I don’t know,” replies the man. “You bargain like a pirate, but you sound like a kid. I ain’t convinced you got anything I want.”

He can feel his eyes upon him, but he cannot tear his own away from the babe. He is preoccupied with this one last precious thing. The pilot grits his teeth, and replies with all the arrogance of his past life. “Well, how about this - if you don’t like it, you can shoot me when I get there?”

There is silence on the other end, then the comm crackles back to life. The deck officer’s voice rasps with laughter. “Alright, kid,” he says. “You got a deal. Hope you ain’t got family to miss you. We’ll see you at Dock 3, on the south side.”

“Dock 3,” says pilot. “Copy that.”

“And kid? Don’t try anything stupid.”

He takes the ship in with a steady hand, but as they get closer and closer Korkie feels his breath quicken in anticipation. They haven’t got anything to pay with. They have no credits, no valuables, nothing personal which might tie them back to the Core, or worse, to the Temple. He doesn’t worry so much for himself, having no particular training in the Force, nor any distinctly Jedi affectations. His borrowed robes he discarded on Polis Massa, but his father…

Obi-Wan is unmistakably a Jedi in his sand coloured tunics, and thick, wool cloak meant for all terrains but a blazing desert. However, there is one appurtenance which may work in their favour -

Everyone knows that Jedi have no children, and he will not relinquish Luke.

“Slip to base: Docking clamps locked, and pressure restored to atmo baseline. Please advise.”

There is sweat beading upon his upper lip. Obi-Wan rocks Luke as he fusses, awakened by the sounds of noise outside. People are waiting for them.

“This is Squaddy Redsun. Lower your ramp, and prepare for immediate boarding.”

He looks to the Jedi, and gathers himself. There is nothing on the ship, and so there is nothing to pack or take as they leave, but still, he casts one last look at the cockpit. Then, he ushers his father forward, through the main hold, and to the head of the ramp. He presses the pair to the side, leaving them just out of plain sight, and so wrapped up in the folds of Obi-Wan’s cloak and each other as to be indistinguishable from shadow. He steps back. He strikes the button to lower the ramp with an open palm. Sunlight floods the hold, and he is left blinking and blind as a rough voice calls to him.

“You the captain, then, kid?”

“Yes, sir,” he replies, a hand up to shield his eyes from the glare. He can see a man clad in worn leathers, and decorated in the gleaming white bone of some fearsome beast. Beside him, two others with wrist guards, and pikes. He makes no attempt to resist as the guards approach, and does not fight as he is grabbed by the elbow and shoved down the ramp by the first.

But the second has discovered Obi-Wan, and grabs at him with the same barbarity. The Jedi flinches away, and curls around himself. One pale hand reaches back, and Korkie can feel the air turn electric.

“No!” he cries, startling both the guard and Obi-Wan, the warning clear in the fraught timbre of his voice. “He has a child,” he says. “He’s harmless. But there’s a child. Please. I am the pilot. This is my ship.”

“And who is he then?” Redsun demands.

“No one,” says Korkie. “A refugee of - of Mandalore.”

“He don’t look like no hunter.”

Korkie shrugs, watching closely as Obi-Wan descends untouched, the guard at his elbow. “I don’t know that he has enough left to look like anything.”

“Ha,” chortles Redsun. His men laugh, too. “Then I suppose it’s you what has my payment. Docking codes don’t come cheap.”

“No, sir,” says Korkie. “I - I haven’t any credits.”

“That Republican dross is no good out here, any way,” Redsun spits. “Now, where’s my pay?”

The guards edge closer, and Luke chokes on a feeble cry.

“Hush, dear heart,” murmurs Obi-Wan. “Hush, sweet thing. And sleep.”

“The ship!” says Korkie. “You can take the ship. It’s in fine working order, and the hyperdrive is good for your smaller jumps. I -”

His neck snaps, his teeth snap together, and he can taste blood as a fist connects with his cheek. It leaves him staggering, and spitting into the sand. Luke begins to wail. The sound rings out around him, but he struggles to place its source. Nearby, he knows. They must still be beside him. He reaches out and catches the edge of heavy wool in his grip.

“None of that banthashit, boy!” shouts Redsun, and he is near as well. He can smell the man as he comes closer, still. “That ship ain’t worth half the trouble you’ve caused. What else you got?”

“Nothing,” he pleads, struggling upright again. The guard at his side restrains him. “Nothing. But take the ship, and I can - I can work for you. You can garnish my wages -”

“Garnish your wages? What kind of -” A blaster primes. He hears the pitch rise with the charge until it disappears. “Now, we had a deal,” says Redsun. “You pay me now, or I take it out of your hide. Right? You pay me, or I shoot you.”

“Yes, sir,” whispers Korkie.

The barrel presses against his forehead.

“So you decide,” says Redsun. “Give me my money, or I kill you where you stand. You, and that screeching brat.”

Korkie tries to swallow, but all his tastes is the sour, metal tang of blood. It roils in his stomach. He feels faint. Luke screams, and screams but Obi-Wan only tries harder to sooth him, singing some sad lullaby. A Mandalorian lullaby.

Korkie recognises it. His...his mother used to sing it to him. He clenches his hand into a fist, tracing his thumb over the ring he wears, as a reminder. And he remembers -

“My ring,” he says, slipping the jewelry from his hand. It is a simple band, but thick and completely unblemished by age or use. “I can give you this,” he insists, holding it so that the suns set it ablaze, glittering like fire in his hand.

“And what’s that?”

“Pure beskar,” he says.

Redsun lowers the blaster. Korkie can see his interest pique, and greed replace fury in his cold, black eyes.

“Beskar,” he says. “And how’d you be coming by that?”

He nods at one of the guards, who swaps his pike for a techscanner. The ring is plucked from Korkie’s fingers, and the green light of the machine washes over it.

“Like I said,” says Korkie. “Mandalorian refugees.

The guard looks up. “It’s as he says, Squaddy. Beskar.”

Redsun regards him for a moment. He shifts his jaw, and rolls his tongue over his teeth. Korkie holds his gaze, even as blood drips from his chin. At last, Redsun gives the sign, and his man lets Korkie go.

“I’ll be taking the ring,” he declares. “And your kriffing ship, for all the good I’ll make of it. And you get off with a warning.”

“Yes, sir,” says Korkie. “Thank you, sir.”

Korkie gathers Master Kenobi in his arms, and pushes him towards the exit. Through the wide, rusted blast doors, he can see where the dockyards end, and the streets beyond begin. Their escape is at hand, but Obi-Wan is slow to move, fearful of jostling Luke who has settled tentatively once more. The guards make no move to assist, but Korkie is determined. He keeps between Redsun and the Jedi, he keeps him moving forward, and they are hardly ten steps from freedom when blaster fire rings out across the docking bay.

There is a blaze of fire along his side, and Korkie falls in a heap of fine, yellow dust. Breathing hard, he presses a hand to the source of heat, and cries out as agony is awakened by his touch. His fingers come away bloody, but he sits up, then stands, then stumbles on towards the exit, leaning on Obi-Wan, urging him to go, to move, to keep pushing forward. Step by step. He can hear the guards and Redsun laughing behind them.

“Don’t you try playing games like that round these parts, son,” shouts the man. “Not everyone’s as kind as Squaddy Redsun.”

The crowds are easy enough to get lost in, and soon Squaddy Redsun and the Mos Eisley docks are far behind them, but Korkie feels their ruin is closer than ever. His side aches, and bleeds sluggishly where the bolt hadn’t instantly cauterised the wound. He is hot. He is thirsty. But worst of all, he cannot speak or read a single word of Huttese.

“Please,” he asks of a woman hustling by with an armful of black fruits. “Please, can you tell me where to find shelter? An inn?”

She cuts him a glare, and hurries on.

“Sir, if you could - I need to find a place to stay.”

The man flicks his lekku, and shakes Korkie off.

He cannot tell if they’ve tried this street already, or not, all the architecture looks so similar to his unfamiliar eyes, and all the people are one massive murmuration of a society he is not part of. Then suddenly, a child stands before him. A little boy, with hair the colour of the sandstone walls of the city, and eyes like the sky reaches out a grubby hand.

“We need food,” says Korkie. “And a place to sleep. Please.”

The child nods, and Korkie takes his hand, fisting his other in the folds of Obi-Wan’s robe to be sure he doesn’t lose him in the crowds. They follow the child through innumerable streets, and darkened alleys before they are abandoned in front of a low building on the outskirts of town.

“Can we stay here?” Korkie asks. The child nods. The door slides open at his touch, and he is swallowed up in warm yellow light while Korkie hesitates on the threshold.

But it is getting dark, and he can think of no other alternatives. So he knocks.

“We’re all full up.” He hears the voice first, but it is soon matched by the scowling countenance of a woman worn old by the suns. The little boy clings to her skirts, now shy and retiring after his brazen rescue. She looks at Korkie and his charges from the doorway, and nearly turns away.

“Wait, wait, gedet'ye, jatne vod, vi linibar taap at nuhoy.” He’s slipping, and he only notices when her brow crinkles in confusion. “I’m sorry,” he says. “I’m just - please, we need a place to stay. Just for the night.”

“We don’t have any more rooms,” she says.

“We have a baby.”

He clutches at Obi-Wan’s arm, until he steps forward, and the light falls across Luke’s sleeping face. The woman sighs.

“It’s five wuipui,” she says.

“I haven’t any money,” he says.

“Then I haven’t any beds,” she replies. He catches the door before it can slide shut.

“Please,” he says. “Please.”

And at that moment, Luke wakes and begins to weep. The woman stills, and Korkie thanks the stars for timing.

“One bed,” she says. “I won’t have a babe die on my doorstep. Bad business. Bad bly is what it is. But I can only afford to take the one of you with it.”

“Him,” says Korkie, shoving Obi-Wan forward. “He’s his father.”

“And where’s the mother?”

“Dead,” says Korkie. “It’s only - they only have each other.”

The woman nods, and reaches out to pull Obi-Wan into the shelter of her home. The wool slips from his fingers, leaving them clammy and sticky in the rapidly cooling night air.

“Thank you,” he says, and they disappear behind the door.

At once, the strange euphoria of a desperate flight deserts him, and he collapses in the sand against the wall. His side aches, though the bleeding has mostly stopped. He supposes that is the result of dehydration as much as anything. His lips are cracked. His tongue feels thick. His own blood sits uneasily in his stomach. The streets empty, the second sun slips below the horizon as he watches, and soon he begins to shiver. It’s difficult to stay awake, but after so many hours of preternatural vigilance it feels impossible that he should sleep. There is always some danger, now. They will always be hunted. He blinks, and sees three moons. Perhaps he is concussed, but then Coruscant had four moons, and Mandalore had two, so that is no measure of his injury.

He’d travelled once to Concordia, when he was a child. It was a beautiful place, and it felt, at the time, as though he’d been transported to some ancient world. There were trees. And grassland. There was water you could swim in, and could drink, and it ran freely over rock, and silt in unpredictable patterns, like the veins on the back of his hand. Though he’d been born in Sundari, there was something about Concordia that felt viscerally his. He recognized himself in the wildness of it all, as though it were a sort of mirror, as though if one were to pull up all the grasses and the plants they might pull up all his roots as well. The moons of Tatooine are white. They shine like stars, but there is no warmth to them. He doesn’t think he’ll ever see Concordia again.

Warm light illuminates the dark, turning the sand golden again.

“Alright, none of that. Can’t have Core soft boys dying on my stoop, either.”

“‘M not from the Core,” Korkie mumbles.

“That posh accent of your father’s could’ve fooled me,” she says. He feels her prop him up against the wall, and wonders when he’d laid down. She taps his face with her hand on the cheek that isn’t hurt. Water touches his lips, and he opens his eyes. “Drink up,” she says. “Heat’ll kill you faster than a blastoh will out here, lapti wermo.”

He drinks as quickly as she lets him, and until the vessel is empty. The clay cup is cool against his skin, and he presses his swollen eye against it, grateful for the relief.

“Now,” she says, taking it from his hand, and standing it upright in the sand. “Let’s see about that blaster wound.”

“It’s not bad,” he insists. She ignores him, and tugs his jacket down one shoulder, and slides his arm free. He hisses in pain, and she cuts him a look that says she has absolutely no confidence in his ability to self-diagnose.

Blood stains his close-fitting sark, and she draws back.

“I’m going to get some vibroshears,” she says. “I’ll need to cut this off.”

“No,” he protests. “Just lift it. I haven’t got anything else.”

“You haven’t got this , you stupa,” she grumbles. Korkie makes no reply, but leans forward and begins to tug at the hem of his shirt. In response, she leans forward to help him, and launches into a vehement stream of Huttese that makes no sense to Korkie. He comprehends the spirit of the words just the same. “Bolla rass tata, u beggybeggy brite lapti wermo.”

“On my world, we’d say ‘slanar nek gar shabuir’,” he says, grimacing as the shirt comes off. “Or something like.”

“Shabuir?” she says, letting the word bubble on her lips. “I like that one. I’ll keep it.”

“It’s yours.”

The fabric lifts away, heavy with dirt and grime. She is careful not to tear it further as she lays it flat to dry in the sand, and Korkie does appreciate that. Such a small measure of care, and yet already so coveted in this drought.

“I’ve a poultice,” she offers, withdrawing from the darkness a little bowl of sludge. “It isn’t bacta, but it’s better than nowt.”

Her fingers are cold against his side, or the wound is hot, but either way, he finds her ministrations soothing, and it’s not long before he finds his eyes slipping closed again. He fights it, and thinks he wins, but when wakes to her carefully tucking the ends of his bandages, the moons are much higher than they were before.

“There now,” she says, brushing back his hair, and giving his cheek a kind caress. “Let’s get you inside. Give you some food. Put you to bed.”

“I thought you said you had none,” he mumbles.

She smiles, and throws his arm across her shoulders. “That was before I saw how pretty you were. Now, come on.”

He grins, though it hurts, and rises to his feet when she pulls him. He staggers to the door, his feet made clumsier with exhaustion more than injury this time, and doesn’t fight when she leads him to a room, and drops him on a bed, and urges him to rest his head upon a thin pillow of sand and dry grass. The light goes out, and the door slides shut behind her. In the dark, he cannot tell if his eyes are closed, or not. But he is not alone. There is a voice.

Someone is singing a lullaby nearby. A Mandalorian lullaby. It is an old call and response. He used to sing the answers with his mother when he was very young. He hasn’t heard it in years. But when the singer gets to the end of the verse, he joins in.

“A ner kar'ta cuyir gotal ciryc, bal ni kar'tayl gar darasuum nayc or'atu...O meg, o meg, kelir ni vaabir?”

The voice answers back on a sigh, though the words are different than they ever were before.

“O, ner Kiorkicek,” it sings. “Ni kelir ratiin yaimpar bal cuyir saanyc be gar.”

A baby sniffles in the dark. There is another bed. And he recognises the voice.

“Buir Kenobi,” he says, his voice hardly more than a thought. “Cuyir gar pirusti? Cuyir gar morut'yc.”

“Yes,” Obi-Wan replies. “We are well. You have saved us. Now, sleep. We shall all begin again in the morning.”

There is a warm hand upon his brow, and the irresistible temptation of sleep, and Korkie drops off into dreams.

#my fic #prompt fill #star wars #obi-wan kenobi #luke skywalker #korkie kryze #korkie is a kenobi #gffa #tatooine #post-order 66 #idk #whatever friends

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