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wolfprincesszola · 6 months
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"Do you want a kiss?" | 707 x Reader
I couldn't think of anything else for the summary because I wanted it to be vague. Have a first kiss scene that's so cute that it makes my teeth rot every time I read it. I smiled so much when I wrote it that people in my house started to ask me if I was texting an s/o (i'm single asf). If you are one of my irl mutuals who know about my obsession with 707, no, you don't see this. Scroll away. (candy fic just in time for halloween <3) ————– Summary: You offer Saeyoung a kiss and he gladly takes the opportunity.
Trigger Warnings: None
Content Warnings: Food (Chocolate), Light Swearing (only one) ————–
"Do you want a kiss?"
707 choked on the water he had been drinking, quickly putting the cup down and going to grab a napkin to wipe his mouth and the remnants of the water that had gotten on his clothes. His voice cracked as he turned to you with confusion, "What?"
"Are you alright?" You asked, staring at him with concern etched on your face.
"Yeah, I'm okay. Don't worry about me." 707 brushed it off as he joined you on the couch, "I must've just heard you wrong."
Yeah, that was it. His lovely, innocent girlfriend wouldn't have suggested for them to share your first kiss right then and there.
"Do you want a kiss?" You blinked innocently, enunciating the words so that 707 wouldn't misunderstand you again. "What did you hear?"
Nope. He heard you correctly.
"I heard you correctly, I guess. I'm sorry, that's just such an odd question to ask when I'm drinking water."
"Why?" You raised an eyebrow, "It's something that people normally ask."
707 couldn't help but question the people you had been hanging around and debating trying to take you away from you friends without knowing the full story. Who had been asking you to kiss them and would 707 be able to take them in a fight?
"I don't know. I just never thought that you would be the one to ask me that first. I guess I also thought that it'd be in a more romantic setting than this."
You raised an eyebrow before glancing around the room, "Sitting in the living room together domestically isn't romantic enough for you? I guess I could present it down on one knee too..."
"No, no! There's no need." 707 laughed nervously, stopping you from getting down on one knee, "This is fine. This is romantic enough already."
"Besides, not everything we do has to be romantic." You hummed, smiling at 707, "What are you so nervous about? It's just me asking you if you wanted one. It's okay to say no."
Why weren't you freaking out about this? Why were you treating this like nothing? Had you done this before? Was he ready to make the move? What if he was bad? What if he was horrible and then you wanted to dump him? What if he messed things up because he had agreed to a kiss? Was he overthinking this?
Looking at your nonchalant face, he definitely was.
"It's okay to say no, Saeyoung." You repeated, "You don't have to say yes to make me happy. I don't care either way."
"You don't?" 707 raised an eyebrow.
It wasn't the earliest stage of your relationship together as the two of you had been together for more than half a year already. However, you still had yet to do many things. It took you two almost three months to start holding hands even because of the anxiety 707 held and the inability to make a move you had. You two were fine with the slow pace you were going at though. It was nice and a fresh breath of air from the constant whirling of the rollercoaster life took you two on.
"Of course I don't. Why would I?"
"Well because I just assumed that you never had one before, so this would be as big of a deal for you as it is for me." 707 admitted, "Are you telling me you have?"
You stared at 707 as if he was insane, "Everyone I knew has had one, especially in your elementary school days. Don't tell me you've never had one."
"Of course I haven't! You know me. I mean, you're my first girlfriend."
You raised an eyebrow, "What does that have to do with ever having a kiss?"
707 flushed, knowing that he had greatly assumed that if you had already had your first kiss, it had to have been from your previous boyfriend. 707 did not know a single thing about your ex, but wanted to strangle him for ruining the experience of you ever sharing your first kiss with 707. Great, you had officially turned 707 into a homicidal maniac, ready to kill anyone that got in the way of his relationship. "You're right, it doesn't."
"But you're serious about that? You've never had your first kiss?" You seemed appalled by the statement.
"No!"
"Somehow I doubt that."
"What? You think I'm so likeable that people are just lining up to give me kisses?" 707 accused you.
"Well, yeah! You're the Saeyoung Choi. You're my boyfriend. If I like you, that means that there had to have been several friends of yours that have offered you them." You scoffed, "I mean, I'm not very much of a likeable person and I still had people offer them to me."
"Did you take the offers?"
"Of course I did! It was free kisses. Why wouldn't I?"
"You whore!" 707 scoffed, amusement clearly sparkling his eyes with no malicious intent to the comment.
He was surprised though. For someone who seemed very new and innocent to the relationship idea just like he was, you sure had a lot of experience if you had kissed many people. 707 felt a little jealous at the fact that he wouldn't be your first kiss, although he knew that his thinking was silly. You were his and would always be his for as long as he cherished you. He didn't have to worry about you accepting anyone's offers to kiss anyone while you two were together. There was at least that.
"What? You're telling me you've always refused it when people have offered them to you? I completely doubt that's true." You examined 707 for body signals to show that he was lying.
"They've never offered them to me." 707 admitted, "Unfortunately."
"You never bought any either?"
"Why would I? The booths are just overpriced for something I know I'll experience in time."
"Weirdly poetic for something as small as a kiss." You smirked, "Would you like to try it now?"
His heart started to pound. Was this really happening? Was he really going to kiss you for the first time?
"More than anything." He breathed out as he stared at you. "I just...what if I mess up?"
"Mess up?" You raised an eyebrow, "I doubt you can mess up at this."
"Says who?"
"Says me, who has gotten plenty of kisses in the past!" You giggled.
"Well, I've never had one before, so I don't know what to do."
You stared at your boyfriend before exhaling in amusement, "Alright, fine. I'll help you out. Move your phone, I'm going to sit on your lap."
"O-oh, okay." 707 cleared his throat as he moved his phone, trying not to show his flushed face. You straddled him, your legs in between 707's as you were facing him. 707 wrapped his arms around you to keep you from falling off. "How do I do this?"
"Just relax and close your eyes." You instructed.
707 did just that, feeling the darkness comforting him. He really hoped that you couldn't hear just how loud his heart was pounding.
"Open your mouth."
707 let confusion wash over his face as he emphasized every word to make sure he knew what you were saying, "Open my mouth?"
"Open your mouth." Your voice remarked as he could hear crinkling of something.
"Why would that be beneficial in any way, Y/N?" 707's voice had raised from confusion all the way to bewilderedness.
"Just do it, babe, before I force your mouth open. That's the correct way." You remarked.
"Alright, alright." 707 sighed before letting his jaw open, feeling you move yourself closer to him and his mouth. There seemed to be no more sounds of crinkling as something--your fingers--brushed against his lips. His heartbeat fastened as he was waiting for your lips to close in on his.
Then, he tasted chocolate.
Sweet, creamy, and velvety chocolate. It had the same distinct taste that Hershey's chocolate kisses had.
Oh...that's what you meant. His eyes fluttered open as he looked at you, smiling.
"How is it?"
707 burst out laughing, pulling you close so that he could bury his face into your chest in embarrassment. "Oh my universe. Y/N, you're so innocently sweet. Just like this kiss."
"What?" You laughed, pushing 707 gently off of you so that you could look at his face, "What are you talking about?"
"I thought you were talking about an actual kiss, not a Hershey's. I've had plenty of chocolate kisses before." 707 brushed a hair out of your face as he waited for the recognition to hit you.
"Huh? Oh-OH!" Your eyes widened as you burst out laughing too. "Is that why you were so flustered and nervous?"
"What else was I supposed to think when you just randomly offered me that?"
"The treat! I didn't think you would think of that!"
"Clearly not." 707 gasped for air as he finally finished the chocolate in his mouth before he could choke on it. He cupped your cheeks, "My innocent, sweet girlfriend."
"Shut up." You huffed, "So you're telling me you've had a Hershey's kiss before?"
"Yes, plenty."
"But not a kiss on the lips?"
"Nope. I've never been offered that."
"Then...do you want a kiss?"
707 stared at you, wondering if you were truly offering it this time. His voice cracked as he tried to ask you to clarify, "What?"
"Do you want a kiss?" You remarked, enunciating things the same way you had asked in the beginning of the situation. "It's okay to say no, babe."
"No, I want it." 707 gave a small smile, "How do I do this?"
"Just close your eyes and this time, close your mouth." You giggled as you cupped 707's face. Your chest was pressed against his and he could practically hear your heart racing at a hundred miles an hour. His heart was pounding almost the same speed as yours.
707 slowly closed his eyes as you leaned in, fully shutting them when he could feel your breath on his face. Your lips brushed together before finally, you gently pressed your lips against each other and then pulled away.
You tasted like Hershey's chocolate kisses and strawberries. Your lips weren't chapped, but instead waxy as only moments before you offered him a kiss, he had watched you apply your signature strawberry chapstick. He hadn't realized how much he had wanted to know what it had tasted like and how it was like to be so close to your lips until the moment he had gotten a taste of you. Maybe that was why your chapstick never seemed to last you long. It would dry out in hopes that the chapstick would once again touch your lips, becoming addicted to that sensation. Now that 707 had gotten a taste of his own, he knew that it would become an addiction of his.
"Was that okay?" You asked as 707's eyes fluttered open, staring at his girlfriend that was facing him with anxiety written all over your face.
All 707 did was pull you closer to him with his arms still wrapped around your waist before having his right hand travel to pull you face closer to his. He crashed his lips onto yours as an answer, desperately wanting another taste of your lips, of you.
You returned the energy as your hands traveled from his face into his hair. 707 could not care less about how you were messing up his hairstyle when you had your fingers in his hair while you were kissing him. Those combined together made the top ten list of his favorite things you did in that moment.
When you two separated--albeit only because you two were humans that needed to breathe--you pressed your foreheads together, whispering a feisty remark, "You never answered my question."
707 couldn't help the smile that spread onto his face, "It was more than okay."
"Good."
You two stayed in quiet silence, enjoying each other's company. Even as you shifted off of 707's lap and onto the spot next to them, you took comfort in nestling closer to one another and holding each other.
The only thing that interrupted the silence was when you held out another chocolate kiss, "Do you want a kiss?"
"I'd love one." 707 replied as he pulled you closer to him for a kiss before grabbing the chocolate and popping it in his mouth. ————– If you enjoyed this, please consider reblogging! Reblogging helps me a lot and it's just two clicks of a button (trust me, likes don't do anything to help me). Check out my masterlist for more, feel free to request any writings, and stick around if you want to see what other fandoms I like to write for! :)
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nudgeay · 1 year
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remake of my first ever lwys fic
tw/cw: panic attacks, light swearing at the end
Tomo was sitting on his bed, pulling his hair and breathing heavily. Todd walked in and saw Tomo as his eyes widened, feeling worried. He had seen this happen before to Professor Fixit, but he didn't know what to do. He walked slowly towards Tomo, not trying to scare him. He watched as Tomo cried and tugged on his hair, and as he finally reached Tomo's bed, he sat next to him. Todd figured yelling at him wouldn't help, so he decided to start patting Tomo’s head, not knowing what else to do. He knew Tomo didn't really like physical touch, so he didn't think hugging him would be the best option. Todd stayed quiet, thinking that speaking could possibly scare Tomo. He continued patting Tomo’s head, trying to calm him down. Eventually, Tomo started to calm down and he let go of his hair. He looked around and noticed Todd patting his head.
“..You can stop now.”
“Oh, sorry.”
Todd pulled his hand away.
“You alright now..?”
“Yeah, my head just really hurts..”
“I wonder why.”
“Fuck off, smartass.”
Todd laughed a bit, getting up and walking out of Tomo’s room.
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Here's yet another favorite part of Chapter 1 in Midnight and the Gift of the Melody Blade!
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They heard another set of footsteps coming from in front of them and a brief muffled conversation. “Dev, would you mind telling me why the fuck we’re in a forest?”
“I’m looking for that boy with that ‘Melody Blade’ or whatever it was called, I’m curious to know about its powers!”
“But that doesn’t answer why–”
“Just play along Static, we’ll find him eventually!”
The footsteps came closer and a rustling in the bushes preceded them walking out, facing Midnight and Ambrosia straight on.
Midnight took a look at the first figure. It was unusually tall, had dark skin, had a right brown eye and an white dice-like eyepatch on the left, wore a brown t shirt with a oval hole in the top middle, had rainbow shorts below that, a pair of large black running shoes with blue at the outer edges and brown laces with gray in the middle and purple upside down crosses hung from it’s ears.
Dev turned to Staticlight with his smile beaming. “Did we find him? Did we find the boy with that Melody Blade?”
Staticlight shrugged. “I don’t fuckin’ know, am I supposed to remember that guy’s appearance–” Midnight shifts around to lock eyes with Staticlight. “Nevermind, Dev. I think we found him.”
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trashshouldnt · 1 year
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shoutout to 4AM me who blacked out and thought that meant someone else fronted when really i had just passed the fuck out for 5 hours
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HiHiHi
So do can u do a Luke Castellan x Child of Persephone (or SMT Idrc)reader and She HAS THE BIGGEST DELULU EVER
Like Imagine Luke faked breaking up with her and she’s like “no no 🥰 I want my kids have that big brown eyes My dear” Or Smt in the lines of that and Luke laughs his but off and ITS JUST HER DELULU OVER COMING HER
Thank you so much for your request! <3
Luke Castellan x fem!persephone!reader fluff
Requested?: Yes!!
I hope you are all well, i love you all!! Have a nice day and enjoy!
Reader cursing at Luke is her love language
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Luke was always struggeling to keep up relationships with people. He had Chris as the ever lasting person in his life since they first met at Camp Halfblood when they were 14 years old. After that, everyone was coming and going but noone really stayed for long.
You only joined his life later. Having spent most of your life in the Underworld with your mother, social normes and interactions with living people were a riddle to you.
Long story short, you were... a challenge for most people. Not that they didnt like you. The younger kids loved you and even Dionysus gave you a smirk whenever you left behind a slightly distressed demigod that tried to challenge you.
Maybe you weren't from this realm but that certainly did not mean that you didn't like it at the camp. You were craving the space that the Underworld couldn't offer you. It was only a matter of time that someone would fall for you.
By chance, that was a certain son of Hermes. Luke fell for you just as bad as you fell for him. You knew he was complicated. He was reaching for the stars but got disappointed over and over again since he was a baby.
Luke was in a bad headspace today. He didnt really know when the idea crept up to him. Maybe it was because the gods let him down for one too many times. He had been questioning your love for him for the last few days while he rotted away in bed, trying not to neglect too many of his tasks.
He needed proof of your love. Proof that you would not leave him behind like everyone else did. He contemplated talking to you but proud as he was, he quickly discarded that idea and stirred up a plan instead.
A fake breakup.
It would give him the opportunity to see your raw reaction. And he could find out if you were serious about him. Or even glad to get rid off him? Luke didn't want to think about that. He loved you after all.
"You entered the Hermes Cabin after sword practice this afternoon. You were a little sweaty and your clothes had dust stains on it from the sand in the arena. Luke was laying on his bed, his arm covering his eyes. You thought that maybe he was sleeping so you tiptoed over to your bed and started taking off your boots.
Luke shuffled on his bed and groaned as he sat up. He smiled tiredly as he looked up to find you watching him. "Hey." He mumbled but his expression dropped soon. You looked at him confused.
"What's up, darling?" You asked while you put your boots to the side. Luke got up and approached you. "I thought about something all day... can we talk?" He asked. You nodded. "Of course. What's bothering you?"
Luke looked around. Besides the two of you, everyone was out of the cabin running around somewhere else. The situation was perfect... He sighed. "I... there is something." He said hesitating, fiddling with his hands. This was not normal. You frowned. Your Luke was never this nervous about talking to you.
"Im breaking up with you." He whispered in a low tone, barely able to get the words over his lips. He could see your world shatter into pieces. Your expression dropped and a couple of dead moths fell from the ceiling, making Luke cringe away a little.
Finally, you broke out of your freezed and shocked state.
"What?! No, no, no, no." You said, tears dwelling up in your eyes. Luke tried to pull his gaze away from you and turned around to the cabin door. There formed a single tear in his eyes too. He hated seeing you cry.
You grabbed his wrist and pulled him back to face you. "Why would you break up with me?" You sobbed. Luke looked at you irritated, trying to keep his sadness down. "You deserve someone better than me." He grumbled under his breath. You pushed him against the wall by his shoulders angrily.
"I wanted our kids to have your eyes." You yelled at Luke, tears streaming down your face. "What?" Luke asked, suddenly taken aback. You violently tried to whip the tears from your face, smearing some dust onto your cheeks.
"Our kids need to have your eyes!" You sobbed and suddenly Luke wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close to him. You tried to push him away but he kept you in his embrace. After a few seconds, you stop trying to free yourself and let your head fall against his chest.
At first you thought Luke was crying too, from the way his shoulders were moving up and down in a quick, steady rhythm but soon you noticed that the bastard was actually laughing.
"I hate you." You mumbled between a few sniffs. "I know." Luke whispered, there was a light chuckled in his voice that he failed to swallow down. "Thats okay. Its what i deserve."
"Luke Castellan, i hate you so, so much. We will meet in Tartarus if you dont quit the bullshit right now." You weakly slapped his chest. "But i love you. Please, this was not real?" Your sobs died down as you leaned against his chest.
Luke swallowed heavily and finally, after a long moment, shook his head. You exhaled and sobbed again, this time because of the relief rushing through your body.
You leaned up to wrap your arms around him too, holding him close. You buried your hand in his hair and made him look at you. "You were kidding, right?" Luke nodded hesitantly, worried you would make some more dead animals fall from the sky.
You wanted to slap Luke. But that is not what you do to your boyfriend, at least not right now. Instead you rested your head on his shoulder and rubbed your tears dry on his tshirt.
"Hey." Luke complained, trying to push you off but you pressed him against the wall and continued to use him as your personal tissue paper. "That's your punishment, you idiot." Luke carassed your hair and let you go on with you drying your tears.
"Why did you do this?" You asked. Luke looked away, ashamed that he actually thought this was a good idea. You put a hand on his cheek and made him look at you. "This is not what i think about it is, is it?" You asked with a shocke expression.
Luke nodded slowly, lowering his gaze. You sighed and leaned against his forehead. "I really love you, otherwise i wouldn't keep you as my boyfriend. Luke nodded slowly, accepting.
"Luke?" "Mhh?" He hummed. "Will you be my boyfriend again?" You asked. A slight smile crept up on your face but you tried to hide it to not let Luke win just right away. Luke chuckled, his mood becoming a little better again. "If you truly want that." You groaned and bumped your head on his shoulder a few times.
"Just say yes, you morron." "Yes." He whispered. You pet his hair a little. "Good boy." You grinned at Luke, who now rolled his eyes. "But i am not having children with you until we both got a job." He argued but it ended up in a laugh. He was laughing at the absurdity of this situation.
Now it was you rolling your eyes. "Fine. Reasonable." You grumbled and pouted at him a little. Luke smiled and wrapped his arms around you extra tight. "Did you mean it? My eyes, really?" He asked. You huffed.
"I was never before this serious in my life." You stated firmly. Luke leaned forward to kiss the tip of your nose. You scrunched your nose sweetly and peppered his face with small kisses.
"So... if i mess up you will throw dead animals at me?" Luke asked mockingly, as you pulled back. You grumbled and slapped Luke's chest again.
"If you dont cut the bullshit, i will stuff a dead rat into your pillow case."
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empiireans · 4 days
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screw it, a very mild assortment of stuff i’ve neglected to post on here for good reasons
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ty and have a blessed day/night
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s1 ep8: stagehand dies and doesn’t come back
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justsomeectoplasm · 2 years
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Love that everyones way of playing through wasteland boils down to two types:
Type 1: Carefully going through wasteland using paths to avoid krills and exiting the realm as quickly as they arrived.
Type 2: Fuck it, we ball. *Proceeds to do the most insane stuff ever in graveyard*
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izloveshorses · 6 months
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SCREAMING AT THIS TRANSITIONNNNNNNNN
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the-gayest-sky-kid · 18 days
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i think anyone who uses ai voices should die and especially i think whichever fuckhead made that ai voice tiktok of the bit from entrance exam i have to keep seeing should especially fucking die
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bedtimegiraffe · 3 months
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Sad Aerin thought of the day- Him being knowledgeable about plants with healing properties feels like more than a coincidence
(discussion of physical abuse under the cut)
Does Aerin know a lot about healing plants out of necessity?
We get a very clear picture that Baldur was physically abusive (seriously, that scene in the Deadwood is chilling, especially if you don't defend Aerin). It's probably safe to assume Aerin was injured pretty frequently. The man apologizes to you for his brother hurting him.
And there's only so much going to the Temple of Light for healing you can do before people start asking questions. Not to mention, who knows how well that would have even worked once Aerin started the corruption process.
There's also risk to constantly grabbing healing potions, especially if you're known as 'the prince who doesn't go outside or do anything athletic.' Aerin is extremely careful and covers his tracks well. The last thing he probably wanted was to either a) piss off Baldur by raising questions or b) accidently let someone see the glowing rock in his chest.
Maybe accessing medical plants was easier or lower risk. Or it felt better because it was a way for Aerin to take care of himself, without needing to rely on anyone else.
In the 'present' of the books, it seems like Aerin genuinely finds medicinal/alchemical plants fascinating. I'm glad he has a hobby! But man do I feel like there could be some dark implications to how that started.
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granny-griffin · 3 months
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okay so this all kind of started for me back in undergrad when I took critical issues in theology—we had a unit on atonement theories, and most of them were like “oh, Jesus saves us by paying our debt” or “Jesus saves us by ransoming us” and then there was christus victor, which I had never heard of, coming in from left field like “the point is that Jesus beat death” and mostly I didn’t like it because I’d been taught penal substitution all my life and I wasn’t ready to ditch it
then somebody in class was like “wait are these mutually exclusive?” and the teacher was like, “hmmm—I guess not really.” And that made everything easier—all the atonement methods we’d been just then taught had scriptural backing, so it made most sense just to say that they all described a part of what Jesus had done
(I hadn’t thought of it before because the theological issues we’d been discussing up until that point in class had had contradictory solutions—atonement theory was a much more relaxing unit because we just got to sit and get excited about things Jesus accomplished instead of trying to sort out issues that have been causing division for ages)
but yeah basically I was way more willing to accept the idea that Jesus’ death and resurrection had conquored death and satan etc. when I didn’t also have to throw out the idea that they’d also saved us from our own evil
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neige-leblanche · 11 days
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guys i am licking all of you. affectionately in a social bonding way
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brushstrokes-art · 11 months
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don't you hate it when the audience (who are god) get really obsessed with you and start trying to make you more important than you really are? like come on guys i'm just trying to live my life (ha)
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asterhaze · 5 months
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WIP Intro and Outro
Thank you to the awesome @doublegoblin for the super cool tag HERE~
Rules: Put the songs you think would fit as the intro and outro songs for your WIP
WARNING: Possible FLASHING LIGHTS and COARSE LANGUAGE below the read more
I have been listening to WAY too much Jhariah since Risk, Risk, Risk! came out and, really, you should be too. So while I am very sure there are better songs for the intro and outro of Masterpiece, I refuse to listen to them. Maybe I'll make a playlist. (I am also 100% certain that Glen would love Muse with ALL of his undead little stupid heart and you can't convince me otherwise.)
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And I know you're in this room, I'm sure I heard you sigh Floating in between where our worlds collide It scares the hell out of me And the end is all I can see
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In the morning you'll learn I disappeared off into the night so quietly That your love for me will vanish too
Tagging oh so gently: @elbritch-kit @sparrow-orion-writes @tea-and-mercury @covenscribe @goldxdarkness @poetinprose @rainisawriter @veetvoojagigthemagnificent @dakogutin @jessicagailwrites @godspeedjuneblackemperor
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hotdog7744 · 10 months
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Some sketches lmao
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memento-mariii · 1 year
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