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porcupine-girl · 4 months

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Did you enjoy Yibo's NYE performances?

Sure, we were all psyched for him to perform Observer, but did you like the surprise duet he did earlier in the show?

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If so, I am here to tell you about the guy he was singing with - because Yibo loves him, and so should you!

That! Is Da Zhangwei!

He wrote that song! He was one of Yibo's cohosts on Tiantian Xiang Shang (also known by the terrible translation Day Day Up), and you know Yibo's TTXS cohosts were his family. His big brothers. It's how he got his reputation as a ge collector.

This is DZW's other NYE performance, which is a bit more representative of his usual aesthetic:

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If you like either of those songs/performances, read on to learn more about why you should definitely be paying attention to this guy.

(Sorry most of these videos don't have English subs. But most are music so at least you can find the lyrics online.)

First off, DZW didn't just write this song and then perform it with Yibo (and give Han-ge a shoutout afterward). He then posted this video, basically shouting "I wrote this song because I miss my TTXS bros!" (The lyric being repeated here is "I will miss you")

I mean, I don't know for a fact that he wrote it about them. But I do know that he literally DID write a song about Yibo once. This is a thing he has done before. It's called Cool Guy:

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But the fact that he and Yibo are on each other's lists of favorite people is only the beginning, and definitely not why I became obsessed with him.

Da Zhangwei fun facts:

You'll find him on English-language sites like Spotify and iTunes under his English stage name, Wowkie Da. People also often refer to him as DLS or Da-Laoshi, showing how respected he is in the music industry.

He started a band (花兒樂隊, The Flowers), wrote all the music for said band, and had his first hit, 静止 (Static), in 1999 - when he was 16 years old. Like all his music, it's catchy as fuck. (To go back to Yibo for just a second, I'm guessing they bonded over having to deal with fame from a really young age.)

(Yes, the guy sticking his tongue out at the camera up there is 40 years old.)

Da Zhangwei is actually a stage name, too. His real name is Zhang Wei (so you'll occasionally find him as Wowkie Zhang), but that's such a common name that when he started his career he started going by "Big Zhangwei" - which is hilarious given that he was a scrawny teenager.

He continued to write pretty much all the band's music for the next decade. (Here's a whole concert from probably 2007ish). Then when they broke up in 2009 he started his solo career, also writing all his own music.

静止 was an angsty teenage anthem, but since then his aesthetic, both songwriting-wise and visually, has tended toward upbeat and cute.

I think it's safe to say he's leaned into this even more since going solo. Some of his recent hits: 撒花/Scatter Flowers, 一个Nice, 满怀可爱所向披靡 / Full of Cuteness and Invincible, and 万物盛开法则 / Law of All Things Blooming, from above.

However, don't be fooled! This just means that when he writes something sad, it's absolutely heartbreaking. Examples include 永远唱不完的歌/The Song That Doesn't End (above) and 我的深情就是个笑话/My Affection Is Just A Joke.

In addition to hosting TTXS, he has become a staple on all sorts of variety shows, both for music and comedy.

I found him via Season 3 of Our Song, where some of his accomplishments included creating a mashup of 12 different songs, from traditional Chinese folk music and opera to his own 撒花, and turning "your team will do 3 songs" into an entire 3-act musical (link is to the whole episode, since the 3 songs are alternating with the other team, but the other team is AMAZING with people you should get to know too). ETA I forgot about this compilation I did of clips from some of his Our Song performances!

He got to meet the Rolling Stones earlier this year! There's a translator but he's so excited he keeps breaking in while she's trying to ask his questions. His English is really good (if heavily accented), and he has a tendency to throw it in completely unnecessarily to both his performances and random conversation.

He's been on this show for a few seasons called Who's the Murderer? - basically, the same cast plays out a different murder mystery improv each episode. I haven't watched it yet but I've been meaning to - the latest season is on YT with English subs.

His birthday is the day after mine.

Want to see more? His tag is not very busy, but I try to reblog most things to @da-zhangwei. Feel free to contact me by any standard Tumblr method if you want more links!

Tagging people who said they'd be open to getting pulled into my Cpop fandoms, even though I don't have the edited Our Song episodes yet (consider this a preview): @json-derulo @poetry-protest-pornography @emmajanereading @percy-persephone @nuttysaladtree @thelima-aka-chickwriter @writergamermom @oneringtorulethem @trickybonmot @lovebird17 @erza155hasleftthebuilding

#wang yibo #王一博 #da zhangwei #大张伟 #wowkie da #cpop #c pop

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byghostface · 7 days

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Hello! Nika fan here! Uhm, curious, as you seem like a Nika expert, how do you explain her personality as a character? 😅 Sorry, sounds stupid, but I really wanted to understand her more! Detailed or in simplistic form, I don't mind one or the other.

Hope you have a good day! Love your art! ❤️ 💀 ❤️

Hi there! Thanks for the question and take an interest in her!!^ ^♥️ (I tried to keep it simple but I keep adding details about her, so it has become a lengthy description, but you can scroll to the bottom I have the simplistic version of it)

Detailed version↓

I would say Nika is a quick wit, bold, resilient, stylish, rebellious, and very much an independent person. Sometimes a bit of a showgirl in her own playful theatrical way.

→Painting her face with skull makeup. Her trademark move by tearing people's hearts out. Presenting herself in distinctive outfits. Kneeling as a sign of respect when she first meets with people whom she holds long admiration for - Batman, her (past) mentor Lord Death Man. When she goes undercover with Damian in Gotham High, she shows up dressing to her own taste in clothes, even though he tells her to be inconspicuous.

"Sorry, I don't do inconspicuous."

Batman and Robin(2023)#8 -Artist: Nikola Čižmešija-

She tends to make silly nicknames for people, like throwing it in between conversations as a not-serious jab/comment: Damian- little birdie, Bruce- Daddy bat-brucks (reference Annie), Ra's Al Ghul- old fart😭(cus he is in ghost/spirit form, and properly bugging her for a while…)

The interests she has are drawing and opera. She also mentioned she's a K-pop stan, so I imagine she is interested in different ranges of music.

"—wander around an old folk's home and like… pick up painting or opera, y'know?"

Nika is an easygoing, open-minded and curious person (reads Damian's manga and talks to him about it). She's not very good at picking up social cues (saying death-related jokes at bad timing or it didn't land well) despite that, she still pays attention to what people are saying and observes people well (discuss the fighting skills of tournament fighters with Damian, and showing concern about Damian's injured arm).

"It's good. I like that it's a romance about an art school. But also about being competitive…"

And oftentimes she lives in her own head (obsesses with death and honing her newfound powers). It improves after she meets Damian and considers other possibilities in life other than death and killing.

"Life can be more than just being really good at killing people. You've proven that a few times."

Batman and Robin(2023)#7 -Artist: Simone Di Meo-

She likes to handle things at her own pace/plans and has the confidence in herself to do it correctly. So she has the bad habit of saying white lies or doesn't tell people the whole picture/exactly what she is trying to do.

Sometimes doing things head-on fearlessly because she has ambition and pride in herself (calls dibs on Damian's first match, keeps fighting in the death tournament attempt to gain victory, takes over Lord Death Man's empire, takes inspiration from Talia and makes a new outfit for herself).

When first met, people might find Nika quite rude/careless. Once you get to know her, she's just very straightforward and honest when expressing her feelings. She can be pretty brash, had short-tempered to people who are disrespectful/annoying to her.

"If you really are this badass that you think you are, you'll respect me."

Nika is a person of a free spirit with a strong will and motivation. She would follow reasonable orders/rules from ppl whom she respects, but she would get irritated when people tried to hold tight control over her and tell her what she should or shouldn't do, it might signal her that they don't trust/have faith in her (like her family). And if she feels like being overlooked/underwhelming, she tries to rebel and manage things on her own terms (run away from home to learn more about her powers, overthrow Lord Death Man, handle Mila's situation, go to Gotham to see Damian after his lack of contact/attention to her even though he calls her his girlfriend first).

Simplistic version (summary)↓

Prominent personality trait— Quick wit and easygoing, with a strong will and motivation. A confident, resilient, fashionable, and challenging person.

Hobby(so far)— Drawing, k-pop, opera.

Social ability— Tends to be playful, joking around with people, and likes to nickname them as a not-serious jab/comment. Mostly minding her own business, and not relying on other people much. Kind of a lone wolf who values her own time and effort.

Goals(so far)— Relying on her obsession with death to make sense of life. After the tournament and managing Lord Death Man's criminal empire she wants to slow down a bit to enjoy/explore her life.

With Damian— Playful, free talking and showing more emotions with him. Honest to him with times (resolved misunderstanding with him quickly). Likes his accompany a lot.

With (her older sister) Mila— a bit melancholy but not afraid to fight against her when she is being disrespectful/harmful.

And Ty for liking my art!!💝 I must say my portrayal of Nika still has some level of my preference/fanon in it (I love my art, but I'm not always satisfied with how I portray her within my ability). So take it with a grand of salt and give comics a try if you can! (For Nika, Robin2021, Lazarus planet: Next evolution, and Batman and Robin2023)

Have a great day anon, and thanks for reading!!🫶⚰️💀🦴♥️

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sanaxo-o · 8 months

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Rainy Days (Jacob Bae)

|| Inspired By Taehyungs song Rainy Days||

Warnings: angst, fluff, a happy ending folks, kind of like ex 2 lovers (THEY WERE ON A BREAK), mentions of kissing

Sana: hello (awful British accent) my very first Jacob fic and me is very very proud of it because I like it very much for the very first time. Yes. Your girly is proud proud. I don’t even care if it does not reach a lot of audience because I am just very happy and proud to write for Jacob ❤️‍🩹

Word count: 1,637

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🎵Rainy Days, I’m thinking ‘bout you

What to say, wish I knew how to🎵

Tossing and turning on his lone bed the young man continued to stare out of his bedroom window in wonder while he watched the rain drops pour on the glass.

Slow music playing in the background the lone boy continued to be in his own bubble of loneliness. In thoughts he constantly checked his phone to see if he at least got a small text from her. But nothing. He got nothing in return.

He could not clearly remember the reason for a break you both had in your relationship. He wondered back to the time when he had that conversation with you. It was pouring that time just like now. But that was the only sad moment he had with you when it was raining.

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Flashback

“Jacob..maybe we should take a break,” you said slowly as you stared down at the table. Too afraid to look in the eyes of your lover who you still loved dearly. You knew you would feel bad if you would look at him.

“Wh..what?” You closed your eyes in guilt when you heard his voice break “Why? Everything’s fine. Then..why?” You could see a lone tear drop fall on the table. Slowly looking up you managed to stay calm somehow.

“It’s just…there’s too much going on. My work has been piling up. I am not able to give any time to you. I think…it’s best if we take a break for now and pay more attention on our life’s. I love you Jacob but right now…I want my job to be steady before anything else. I am sorry..” staring up in his eyes you could feel your eyes well with tears. You leaned back a little in your seat and took a deep breath in.

“I am sorry. I feel like…I just need a break from our relationship..” you could feel your voice shake while saying that. Standing up you stormed out of the place to afraid that you will cave and feel guilty when you hear Jacob speak.

End of flashback

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Sighing Jacob abruptly stood up from his bed and walked towards the fridge. Opening it he sighed in disbelief when he saw that there was nothing in there.

Lazily walking back to his bed he sat down and grabbed his phone, opening his message his fingers automatically clicked on her profile

💬 Love 🫶

Hey…

Contemplating on whether to send the text or not Jacob threw his phone beside him and grabbed his head in frustration.

He knew that he should not be afraid to text her. I mean you can still talk to her even if you’re on a break, right? There’s nothing wrong in that. There should not be anything wrong in that.

He could remember all the hurtful words you said to him that day. It was still clear to him how hurt he was, how he barely slept for the first few weeks while reminiscing about your past, how he was the one who made you laugh in the hard time but still you left him hanging like that. But no matter what, Jacob still found himself only thinking about the good memories. The memories in which you both were laughing, while being in each other’s embrace.

He still remembers that one rainy day where you had caught cold because of the sudden whether change, but he was the only one who was there with you by your side, to take care of you.

🎵On rainy days, I’m thinking ‘bout you

What to say, wish I knew how to🎵

It was rainy days like these he thought the most about you. Walking towards the windows Jacob stood there and looked outside. The sky was dark. The rain still pouring on the ground. The sound of thunder coming from time to time. There were still people who were going on with their lives despite the rain. Why couldn’t he do the same?? Why couldn’t he stop thinking about you?

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“Is this how you make the batter?” You heard Jacob ask you from distance. Looking up from the recipe you were reading you walked towards him and stared at the batter which he was mixing.

“I..I don’t know. Is the batter supposed to look like dough?” You ask him another question as you stare up at him.

“I have never made this before. How would I know?” Jacob stared at you back. Shrugging you told Jacob to continue mixing it.

“If it tastes good then that’s all that matters,” you say as your gaze goes to the window. Gasping in delight you shook Jacob’s shoulder and dragged him towards the window.

“Look! It’s raining! Doesn’t it look so pretty?” You say with delight, huge smile spread across your face. “Your apartment gives such a great view when it rains.” You say with excitement. Agreeing with you Jacob dragged you in the kitchen with him.

“Help me figure this out. Why is the batter so runny?” Jacob asked “Should I add more flour?” He said in a questioning tone as he grabbed the bag of flour and started pouring it into the batter without any thought.

“Jacob no-” you stopped talking when you realised that you had knocked the bag out of his hand in panic. By then the flour was everywhere. Looking up at Jacob you widened your eyes when you saw his face being fully covered by flour.

“I am so sorry. I did not mean to..” you mumble as you grab more of the flour which was on the counter and poured it on his head. Laughing you noticed how Jacob just stood there as he tried to process the whole situation. Looking around the kitchen Jacob finally spoke up again. “The kitchen’s a mess, love,” Jacob said softly. Laughing you looked at the kitchen in wonder. From your peripheral vision you noticed Jacob grabbing some of the flour. Before you could react he had already smeared all of the flour on your face. Laughing Jacob pulled you closer to him and stared you in the eye

“How do you still manage to look so beautiful with all that flour on your face?” Jacob said softly as he grabbed your chin and kissed your lip’s gently. Giggling in the kiss you looked at him lovingly when he pulled away.

“I could ask you the same question. How do you manage to look so handsome but look like a dork at the same time?” You said with a smile as you ruffled his hair which made some of he flour fall off.

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—x—

Wiping the lone tear he grabbed his phone

🎵Remember how I used to

Make you laugh the most?🎵

💬 Love 🫶

Let me make up for all the time we lost. Please don’t tell me it’s over. Can we start over?

Sending the text Jacob threw his phone beside him as he started biting his nails in nervousness.

Taking his phone back in his grasp Jacob contemplated on whether to delete the message or not when he heard his phone ting.

💬 Love 🫶

Can I come over?

It felt like his world stopped for a second when he saw your reply. With shaky hands he typed out a sure as he started pacing back and forth in the apartment.

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Stoping in his tracks Jacob took a deep breath in before he went to open the door. Seeing you stand there, beautiful as always he could feel how he stopped breathing.

Letting you in Jacob closed the door gently.

“How..how are you doing?” You asked softly as you sat down on his bed, which was quite messy but you did not seem to pay any mind to that which Jacob was glad for.

“Okay..I guess? I don’t know. It’s just..it does not feel the same without you around.” Jacob admitted softly as he stared everywhere but at you.

“Jacob..I also missed you. A lot to be fair. You don’t know how much I regretted saying that we should take a break. It was a stupid decision I made. Maybe it was the work load but I won’t blame it on that when I know that I gave that a lot of thought.” Jacob looked up when he heard you say that. He could feel his heart beat again.

“You don’t know how much I missed you, your touch, your kisses, your smile, i missed everything..” Jacob said as he walked towards you and picked you up in his arms.

“You don’t have to anymore. I am here now in your arms again.” You said as you kissed his cheek softly with a smile on your face.

“I am glad we found our way back to each other on a rainy day like this.” Jacob whispered in your ear as he walked towards the kitchen with you still in his arms.

“I am glad. I should have known better that no matter what you would always be there for me. I am sorry for being so stupid on the past.” You told him in a quite voice.

“It’s okay. I understand, work must have been hard and stressful. You don’t have to apologise love. And stupid or not, I would love you no matter what, love” Jacob replied as he leaned down and kissed your forehead, coming down he kissed both of your cheeks. Smiling in middle Jacob kissed your chin.

Pulling away Jacob grinned at you, leaning back in he finally attached his lips on yours. Grabbing the small of your waist he pulled you closer to his body. Your body heat keeping you warm in the chilly rainy day.

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Tagging: @deoboyznet @zzoguri @hongyangi

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piece-of-the-pie-if · 1 month

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Hey author, how are you? 💕

I'm curious to know what kind of music the RO's like. Who are their idols? Any artists/genres that are a guilty pleasure for them?

Any kind of music they pretend to like just 'cos it's popular? *discreetly looks at Kinsley*

Hello nonie~ I'm doing good thank you!

this kind of question is hard for me, personally, to think about because of my own relationship with music and music artists (which is why this took so fucking long) which is to say I love music and don't really pay attention much to artists beyond the fact they make the music I love (lmao I really don't care about celebrities, I find it quite concerning that so many people idolise them so much... like your(general) fave is just a guy at the end of the day lmao) (that being said I can understand having an influence and following the *work* of an artist you really connect to) and I find it hard to make hard line distinctions between genres, aha 🤭

That being said, let's have a look at some music! (This is an excuse to show off my extensive and exhaustive music reach and taste, so thank you!)

Dylan──they're open to all types of music but they only really purchase R&B albums! Artists like Stevie Wonder, Chaka Khan, Tina Turner, Prince, Alicia Keys, Frank Ocean, SZA, Kehlani and Miguel are all artists Dyl owns albums (and vinyls!!) for! Dyl introduced Kin to R&B and they usually listen to the artists she likes more when they're together (Beyoncé, Victoria Monét, Lionel Ritchie etc) They like ‘Foreign Language’ R&B too, artists like BIBI, DEAN, Cherrie, Girl Ultra, Adi Oasis, ØZI, Yseult and Lous And The Yakuza.

Shay──the real eclectic listener! He likes next to every genre of music, Rap, Hip Hop, R&B, Pop, K-pop, J-rock, Folk, Funk, Phonk, EDM, Heavy Metal, Grunge, House, Synth, Soul... even Country... Country Fusion! Shay likes artists that kind of... don't have a genre? Like Sleep Token, Twenty One Pilots, Pink Floyd, Oingo Boingo, Lene Lovich, David Bowie, Gorillaz, Poppy, Bring Me The Horizon, Afterlife, Seventeen, Red Velvet and Hannah Wicklund. He definitely love finding new music as well as sharing new music! (Watch the YouTube/Twitch channel that's got a segment dedicated to reacting to new music!! Like HTHAZE!)

Kinsley──lmao she doesn't mind Popular music but, like, the last Taylor Swift album she actively sought out was 1989 (she's partial to This Love) and Kin would rather die than be subjected to Trap music. She's very into genres like Alternative Indie, Indie Rock, Neo Soul, and R&B artists like Hozier, Florence + The Machine, Lorde, Phoebe Bridgers, Lizzy McAlpine, Searows, Reneé Rapp, Ethel Cain and Noah Kahan. Her R&B influence is mainly from being Dylan's friend but she does love artists like Beyoncé (she really loved her self titled album and especially Virgo's Groove off of Renaissance), Victoria Monét (particularly the Jaguar II album) and Khalid as well as older artists like Mary J. Blige, Marvin Gaye or Lionel Ritchie!

J──they tend to listen to music for the beat, the bass, the instrumentals more than lyrics. They like heavier genres like Rock, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Alternative Rock, Punk Rock, Nu Metal, Grunge and other genres like EDM, Synth, Techno and Trance. They also listen to Italian artists quite a lot, mainly because J wants to keep up with the language (because their father refuses to speak it or teach them) so artists like Måneskin, Jovanotti, Lacuna Coil, Max Gazzé, Vanerus, and even Vivaldi. J also listens to anything their sister recommends them, even if it's the most bubblegum pink pop shit they've ever heard─if Bells likes it they're listening. Shay will also introduce them to the wonders of J-rock and K-pop which bend genre all the time!

Theo──a Pop lover! Or rather, Theo tends to stick to listening to the radio or the Popular Playlist on Spotify! They tend to like more instrumental artists like or soundtrack artists like Hans Zimmer, Hiroyuki Sawano, Danny Elfman, Vangelis, Rachel Portman (who was the first female composer to win an academy award for best original score!) and Michael Giacchino over anything else and they 'broaden their horizons' by being dragged to Jazz bars and open house cafés by C (and MC) so it's not like they're stuck in one/two genre's!!

Bonus! Some Modern/Nu Jazz artists C likes: Ezra Collective, Nubya Garcia, Masego, Cherise, Camille Munn, Blue Lab Beats, Kasami Washington, Esperanza Spalding, Snarky Puppy, GoGo Penguin, Mathilde Widding and Christian Scott aTunde Adjuah!

#piece of the pie if #all ros #dylan quinn #shay walker #kinsley grace-cameron #j montgomery #theo wesley #let me feed you the good good music #pls dont ask for my Spotify its a nightmare #lmao ask me how long my liked songs playlist is i dare you

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oliviawebsite · 25 days

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i've been making music for so long but it feels impossible to get anyone to pay attention to it... i don't care about money but it'dd be nice if i got more than 50 downloads for an album. do you have any advice on how to get more ears on my work

just keep plugging it wherever you can and dont try to be anyone but yourself all the while. every social media page u have, every discord server u are in, shit even tell your coworkers if you feel comfortable doing so. when i released caldecott oil i put a bunch of shitty flyers around town that last about a week but i put them there anyway. just drop a link anywhere you can. be persistent and patient. it feels like yelling into a void every time but even one pair of ears is better than none. im not even close to being on the other side of that hill myself. ive only recently gotten folks who arent already my friends on board. its hard it does not come naturally for me at all. i dont do tiktok or anything like that and it blocks off a whole avenue of promotion but i still find ways. you gotta be like a cockroach. keep going and keep talking about it too. make sure no one forgets you make music. my advice is probably not great because i am personally terrible at marketing but my egotistical semi delusional belief that what i make is good enough to speak for itself has gotten me further than i expected. thats kinda all there is to it. you gotta believe in yourself. be bold and confident when you tell people. dont downplay or be shy about it. tell them its fucking good and they should listen to it! sorry im just babbling at this point but i hope u get what im sayin! ^_^

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iamthecomet · 1 year

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Hi Comet! Thank you thank you thank you for the prompt. I got another one yesterday and will probably give it a go soon. But now for something completely different; headcanons! The last fic made me think, what is good sleeping music according to the other ghouls? - Ghoulette Anon

Ghoul sleeping music coming right up. I'm absolutely going to go too deep into this and I am NOT sorry about it. Rain: As previously discussed, a sort of unexpected sleep music habits. Nine Inch Nails usually does it. There is something soothing about the slow steady drone of their specific brand of industrial. Tool also will put him under pretty quickly. Cumulus: Loves trippy, dreamy music to fall asleep to. Still likes it to be a little gritty, not too soft. Likes trip-hop and some lo-fi. She always drifts off really quickly to bands like Sneaker Pimps and Portishead specifically. Cirrus: Likes slow, building, instrumentals. A fan of most shoegaze as well. Likes to be rocked to sleep by music. She likes songs that ebb and flow, that feel like falling asleep in a building storm. The band Mogwai is her favorite to drift off to. Sunshine: Weirdly, falls asleep really well to folk metal. She can close her eyes and craft a story around the music. Shes drifts off to tales of old gods and wars and myth. Especially likes bands with "different" instruments (accordions, flutes, hurdy gurdys, fiddles). She can craft grand adventures in her head to them, and that makes her slip off to sleep very quickly. Her favorites are: Eluveitie, Turisas, and Korpiklaani. Dew: A real sucker for all things slow and moody when he's trying to sleep. So doom metal is usually his go to. He usually opts for the darker moodier tracks. There is something soothing about the slow drone of them. He really likes Paradise Lost and Draconian. Aether: Loves prog. Loves the way it all flows together. It's so easy to get lost in. He likes the way things change, how songs shift together. It feels dreamlike already in a way, it's easy to just let go and listen to it. His favorites are OSI and Opeth. And occasionally he will listen to full Between the Buried and Me albums, it doesn't matter that they're heavy--they flow so well together that they have the desired effect despite the death metal aspect. Mountain: Mountain can't fall asleep to music. He likes to listen to music, to pay attention to it. So instead, when he's trying to sleep he listens to podcasts. He used to listen to educational ones he actually cared about, but then he got upset when he missed parts of them. Now he listens to more low-key podcasts. Welcome to Nightvale and Lore are two of his favorites. Swiss: Likes classic emo. Not Fall Out Boy, Panic at the Disco emo, "real" emo. A little angry. A little smooth. A little dreamy and weird. There is something about it that calms him. He likes the rise and fall of them. The grit in the vocals. His favorite to drift off to is Cursive.

#comet canons #ghoulette anon #nameless ghoul headcanons #swiss ghoul #mountain ghoul #aether ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #sunshine ghoulette #cirrus ghoulette #cumulus ghoulette #rain ghoul #I am somehow all of these at once #I love talking about music help #ghost headcanons

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minophus · 4 months

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college au is like. i couldnt tell u their specific majkrs but im sure ill have it at some point.

gabriel in regards to classes-he definitely prioritizes them. honestly if he had less abysmal habits and less of a habit of thinking too hard about his answers he could be better off. no doubt like hes a Good Stufent and he does well but he stresses himself out along w really (jnrealistic) high expectations he holds himself up to. def the gifted kid growing up. A and B student. sometimes a c writhes its way in there.

in regards to people- he loooooooves helping people. he loves hearing the Ohhhhh of a sudden understanding of a concept that he got to explain. very friendly and well liked but not wholly Cared about..hes used a lot just for his smarts, and like outside of helping tutor other folks theres not a lot going on socially. except for communication btwn him and his uncles(which i like to picture are the councillors. very religious family. like Crazy religious.)gabriel probably has some internalized homo/transphobia somewhere in there but he has an arc about that.

mirage and her classes - Makes half assed attempts to study in my mind, she puts her mind to it, pulls out a textbook reviews her notes etc … eventually grows bored, experiences the autism frustration of not having completed a task, and ends up in a nihilistic spiral while I Think listening to music. or texting a friend. she wouldnt admit it but music is a passion of hers. Dont tell anyone but i like to think she daydreams abiut starting a band.

mirage and her social life - she probably has a small circle of friends that are just a total fucking tar pit. she stands where she stands and they disagree sometimes but in the end none of this matters and we might as well hang out after class. actually do you wanna skip next period? etc. shes hard to get along with just because shes so horribly negative but i dont think shes outright rude. maybe has a passive aggressive or underlying tone but i dont think she means it. because none of it matters.

v2 and classes - very hard worker! vigilant and pays attention. snaps at you if youre distracting her. her bag is a bit of a total fucking mess but she’,ll get those papers after the test.( never gets the papers). She gets particularly pissed when people take their sweet sweet time moving around campus. she knows just what to say to get an extended deadline if shed ever need it. i think she has very organized notebooks themselves but again. bags a mess. dorm’s a mess. i think shed find a way to get a single dorm.

v2 and people - gets along relatively well, makes some MEAN small talk and fantastic at making a deal. no close friends though, primarily just acquaintances she waves at and asks how theyre doing.. thats about it. tries to have fun on her own.

v1 in classes - THIS FUCKING GUY. i cannot decide whether it would have straight A’s on accident or straight F’s while knowing the material SCARILY well. what i do know is it would never take notes it would never study its living a life and having fun. not a frat boy or anything tho i dont grt those vibes.

v1 with people - i dont think it has friends though on account kf It Doesnt Really Talk and a lot of other mchines dont bother to Bother with a guy who refuses to really talk. unintentionally rude somehow. creeps ppl out with the unbroken eye contact even as its doing an intensive task. verrrry expressive with bodylang though as if youve got the patience you can get a crazy convo going. like its unintentionally rude but i think its well meaning. unless if its v2. they happened to go to the same college and they have a sibling rivalry. if these two have no friends then theyve got eachother. to bully and tease.

#i hope to god this is cohesive and nkt cringe. im still oddly shy about it.#gooptalks

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halehavetogosometime · 11 months

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Steddie (stranger things) omo shipping meme

This is a kink thing, folks, discussion ppl desperate to pee.

dldr

I love running through this series of questions when I’m all fired up on a “new” ship. I’m a multi shipper here as well, but I’ll start with these two yahoos, Steve and Eddie (some qs I approach as if Steddie are a couple in the future and living together, and some I stick more closely to canon for)

Who gets desperate because they didn’t want to get up from a video game/work/other activity

This is definitely more likely to be an Eddie move– hyperfocus can be a bitch, man. I can see him reading or especially working on a campaign or music and just putting it off or even not noticing until someone else, maybe Steve, sitting across the room, like, notices the quality of the bounce has changed and totally clocks it as Eddie-has-to-pee instead of the normal Eddie-finding-the-right-stimulation-threshold. Maybe Steve would pop over with a drink, or maybe he made himself a sandwich and did one for Eddie as well, so he intentionally interrupt Eddie’s focus which, like, normally he wouldn’t… but in a case like this he’d do it intentionally, “Hey babe, I made some for me, you want some too?” and Eddie jolts out of it, comes back to the world, accepts whatever Steve was giving him, and then Oh-So-Casually scoots rapidly towards the bathroom.

Can also see, like, Eddie hyperfocusing on a day when he’s home and Steve’s at work, only for Steve to come home and interrupt and Eddie to realize he’s Absolutely Desperate.

In neither case do I see him actually really wetting himself, not unless they play these games.

Now Steve… I can definitely see Steve specifically having had close calls or incidents related to sports? Like, many an athlete has many a time pissed themselves, or peed right off the field etc because they are SO well hydrated and sometimes it just is like that.

But then again, that’s “can’t” stop the activity more than it is “don’t want to”

Who insists they can hold it even when they can’t

Either. I can see Eddie more often being the one, like, not in tune with what his body is up to and getting into a tight spot and then doubling-down bluffing about it… but i can see either one of them getting, like, competitive about it, not willing to be the one who admits he’s gotta pee first… or imbibing substances that mess with his control… i especially can see Drunk!Former-Frat-type Steve forgetting that he broke the seal and not remembering he’s not gonna be able to hold it, etc, but trying to bluff his way through anyway

By the same token, can see high!eddie having nooooooo idea how bad hes gotta pee, really.

Who pees in a bottle because they didn’t want to leave their warm bed at night

Oh absolutely either one.

Steve maybe doesn’t do it as much, was less in the habit when he lived in his parent’s pristine house, or when the likelihood of having a girl over was high, wouldn’t want to miss something like that and have a potential partner find it…

And def after they are together, if one catches the other at it, he’s gonna give him good-natured shit about it, but yeah. No big deal.

Who doesn’t pay attention to their fluid intake

Steve, maybe, if he’s drinking alcohol (otherwise, he’s more likely to just Always Be well hydrated, less “not paying attention” and more “always shooting for hydrated, even if that means peeing a lot more”)… but Eddie probs more normally, vacillating wildly between over and under hydrated.

Who has the larger bladder

I can see arguments for either, steve has to pee a lot, but that’s cuz he’s usually well hydrated. Can see that either resulting in him Not holding as much, cuz always peeing, or holding plenty, just, there’s always plenty to hold…

And I can see Eddie with a monster bladder cuz he’s always putting it off, and therefore always holding… or the opposite, especially if he’s bad about, like, drinking water, and it usually drinking, like, coffee or other things that are stimulants/diuretics/bladder irritants.

Who is more likely to have a shy bladder

I think it could be fun to write either one that way… but of the two, probs more likely Eddie. He’s a more baseline-anxious type to begin with… and I think athletics to the degree Steve has participated are very likely to cure anyone of that– when you gotta, then you gotta, and you gotta take every opportunity, even when you’re packed in with a bunch of other athletes and there’s maybe not much privacy

Who will only use an appropriate facility

I don’t think either would care, really. Steve has definitely pissed in some “convenient” places during/after games, or in folks’ backyards during parties, but also i bet Eddie has pissed in the woods in particular many a time.

If we gave either one a shy bladder, that could be a component, but i don’t think it much is if we’re trying to be canon compliant.

More likely to have a holding kink

I want to say eddie, who i think is more likely to be kinkier in general/aware of his kinks.

But steve, between the athletics, the drinking at parties, the general competitiveness, and the fact that he definitely definitely has had a great deal MORE sex than eddie– it’s entirely possible, that if he had one he would also have figured it out.

Who challenges the other to a holding contest

Either. They’re competitive. Actually, maybe it’s a comment/dare/etx from Robin or one of the kids.

How would each react to having and accident

Lol depends on how sober they are and or if there are extenuating Upside down shenanigans.

I can see eddie being embarrassed/humiliated maybe? If it was, like, sober in company or while he was trying to be cool or smth. Like maybe if it was Steve catching him coming out of a hyperfocus sesh and he doesn’t make it, maybe then he’d be embarrassed, especially if they were dating and hadn’t been that long.

But if he’s in an altered state and/or really after all the shit they’ve been through, idk that he would care that much.

Similar for steve, like, if it were to happen somehow like on a date or smth, some situ where he was trying to be Cool Steve, maybe he’d b embarrassed about it. Maybe if it happened during sex, where he prides himself on always giving a Good Time… maybe then he’d be bothered… but otherwise, nah. Again, intense athletics + altered states + the upside freaking down, who gives a shit.

How would each react to the other being desperate/having an accident

I mean, with horniness in anything I write. But otherwise…

So if Eddie’s in the pickle, genuine stressed about whether he’s gonna make it/or in the aftermath, Steve’s gonna be good about it (in the later seasons, might have been a real Ass earlier). He’s gonna do his best to get Eddie wherever he’s got to go, or find him a bottle, or encourage him to piss on a tree or whatever, the fuck does anyone care about it. Clothes wash.

He might tease some, definitely if this is pre-established kinky game stuff for them, but he’s gonna do his best to make Eddie not feel bad/keep other folks from knowing, etc.

In the reverse situ, Eddie would definitely come out of the gate making fun, but he’d shift Very quickly into being genuinely helpful/trying to make Steve laugh about it (even if laughing isn’t exactly ideal, lol)

Who is more likely to wet because of anxiety/fear

Probs eddie. If steve was prone to that, it would have come up almost certainly when Robin mentioned it in the bathroom at Starcourt.

Plus eddie just reads as a nervier dude in general. Dunno how likely, but he’d def be more likely

Who is more likely to wet deliberately

Either if part of some kinky game, steve if during a fight or smth when he knows there’s no point devoting any more brainspace to it (like sometimes in athletics), Steve maybe also more generally (probs again in context of drinking etc) more when they are living at home, partly because he’s not gonna worry so much about ruining his clothes/shoes? Like, not that eddie wears real fancy stuff, but sometimes maybe he does, and especially steve has an empty house with built-in washer dryer and eddie Shares a small space with his uncle and likely does laundry elsewhere.

#omorashi #omo shipping meme #stranger things kink #steddie kink

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A Little Moxie Love:Splatoon!!

It's time once again for another round Moxxie Waifu Connoisseur as the cameras open us up to a shot of the talk show studio set, music playing as the crowd applauded. Said crowd once again made up of a certain sweet little red possum's love life while the alpha girl herself Millie sat beside the imp of the hour himself. Who was busy giving the host and author of this whole insane set up a glare so intense that if it could harnessed? It would make for quite a powerful laser or energy source, that was for sure but the flaming skullheaded mad man was paying our fave imp boi no mind to how much he hate him though compared to Blitzo, who can say?!

Sketch:"Ladies and Gentlemen, bastards and tramps, bloodsuckers, motherfuckers, roadtrash and vamps!! To the freaks and the strange, in the crowd and on the stage, welcome to another edition of Waifu Conoisseur and do we have a guest lined up for this possum right here..."*The flaming skullman of course had to put his opening exposition on hold as he found a gun held and pointed at the side of his head. The click of a hammer being cocked as Moxxie was aiming with intent to kill. And it was clear if Sketch gave him just one good reason? He was going to squeeze that trigger.*

Moxxie:"Go ahead, try it, i dare you, i double dare you, you ghost rider headed fuck. Just try and play your sick games or better yet just get it over with. Who you got backstage behind the curtains huh? Tell me damn you!!"*Ohh how tempted the Imp was to just put a bullet into the guy's head. But for all he knew Murphy's law was just waiting to screw him over but not as much as whatever guest Sketch had lined up. It took him a while to recover from that marathon session with La last time around. And that was before the reverse gangbang orgy!!*

Sketch:*Seemingly nonchalant about the pending threat on his life, continued on with his hosting duties. The show must go on after all.* "Well now aren't we just eager for your latest dick flattening session huh? So won't keep you waiting long there, you randy little possum you. Give it up folks for Splatoon's resident cute sexy idol Marina Ida!!"*Much as Moxxie would've liked to pistol whip the host for his remarks, especially calling him a possum, the imp hitman and his kinky, sexy wife looked stage right to see the arrival of the guest of honour herself. Indeed it was Splatoon's resident dark skinned Octoling and DJ singer of the duet Off the Hook in all her exotic tentacle haired glory. Basking in the applause from the crowd before looking over her shoulder to shoot Moxxie a wink and a smile as she blew a kiss his way. Millie giddy of course while her hubby was currently trying to reboot his brain.* "Not gonna lie I could've gone with this suggestion of her inviting you guys to a party but trying to setup the Splatoon bunch into the Hellverse would've been a hassle so ya know, sometimes you got cut out the middle man so buckle up possum!! She's here to party...."

Soon as the host finished that remark, Marina made her way over to the couch with a sexy strut, a sensual grin on her face as she sway and sashayed her hips. Taking clear delight and amusement in Moxxie's reaction as she leaned towards him in a way that was clearly meant to draw attention to her jiggling, bountiful bosom. Unzipping her top slowly as she exposed more acres of glorious booby flesh, while she and Millie glanced at the rising, swelling bulge in his pants signalling that Octoling idol's seductive courtship and sexual charisma was having its intended affect. Leaning in to press her lips to his, arms draping around his shoulders as her hair tendrils wrapped around his head to pull him in deeper and closer as Millie looked on with delight and the audience/harem hoolered and cheered on.

Sketch of course meanwhile checked his cellphone, quirking a skullfaced brow at a notification as he made his exit stage left to leave the pending action to some privacy. A frown on his face as he made his way through the backstage area and stepped outside to find his security detail surrounding a certain horse obsessed Imp assassin. Said imp armed to the teeth and looking indignant as he set his sights on the flaming skullheaded host, you could just feel the contempt the two had for each other. The intensity made Hell's flames look tepid.

Blitzo:"Hello fuckface.....gonna invite me in?"*The imp quipped and snarked as he cocked and aimed his flintlock piston at the Author/Host. Not bothered by the security team flinching, shifting their stances ready to dogpile him and disarm him. Even as their boss made his way over, standing face to face with him as he seemed once again unbothered at having a loaded weapon trained on him. The imp had to give him this, he had a real brass set on him.*"Dunno what's pissing me off more, that you got M&M getting so frisky, that Loony's involved or that I'm somehow still not tapping M&M...so which you think it is, fuckface?"

Sketch:"You know the real answer there Blitz. Fact of the matter is I don't like ya and the last thing I need is you being a buzzkill with your emotional baggage....but you got a point, maybe I should cut you some slack…”*The flaming skull headed avatar spoke before suddenly drawing out a gun of his own with it pointed and aimed at Blitzo. Hammer cocked, safety off and just needing an excuse to start shooting.*”Is what you thought I’d say bitch!”*The dandy dressed former circus clown imp widened his eyes a bit, clearly he hadn’t expected someone to be willing to try out any him. They were now in a Mexican standoff that could end only one way, just kne good sudden move to set them off.*”Come on, do it pussy, no balls!!”

But let us leave this amusing diversion that has given the author host the excuse he needed to vacate the premises for some damage control and back to the real reason we are all here for. Things getting really spicy back in the studio’s talk show set as Marina and the imp duo wwre now fully naked, the naked octopus hottie licking and sucking on the top of Moxxie’s cock as she sandwiched and stroked off his length and girth with her exquisite milk chocolate skinned tits. All the while the imp’s groans of ecstasy were cut off by the intense liplock he was having with Millie as she made out with him, having stripped off her own clothing as she had her man plunge his fingers into sloppy, soaking wet slit. And this was just the warm-up of course before they really got started.

Ooh they certainly got started at high gear and full erotic volume as Moxxie laid back horizontally on the couch as Marina rode and bounced on him cowgirl style as Millie sat on his f face to have him eat her out. Moaning deeply as her man’s gifted tongue plunged away to drink up her juices as her hands leaned behind her to grasp his oh well crafted and maintained horns as she and Marina made out, their tongues dancing together the as the kinky imp and the sexy octopus-squid babe bonded in a shared lust snd love for her stud husband much to the delight of the studio audience of course. Especially with every regular organism shift of combination and position as the talk show set became an amateur porno livestream, definitely not for the kids that’s for sure!! And for those wondering, yes indeed Marina got a particular thrill from having her tendril hair grabbed and pulled.

From either her or Millie eating one another out as Moxxie plowed one of them missionary or doggy style to being bent over the couch or folded into a mating press, the pop idol was definitely going to remember this lovely encounter for sure. Especially when the alpha male imp stud would cum, that thick white hot baby batter dazzling the tastebuds of her tongue or filling up her ass and womb to overflowing excess. The pop idol dj wondering how to arrange and setup a party that would consist of having hotties line up around the block twice just to have this absolute sexual unit rock their world, after all why wouldn’t they? This guy was a total catch!!

As the threesome’s energy naturally worked the crowd into another orgy of course, outside the studio building was the aftermath of absolute chaos. The security team scattered about like they had been flung out of a twister but still alive, bullet holes decorating the floors and walls as Sketch and Blitzo laid on the floor, exhausted and looking like they came out of a war zone. The imp and flaming skull headed avatar catching their breaths, weapons scattered about as their fight had reached an point of exhaustion for the both of them. A comfortable silence between before the former circus clown spoke up.

Blitzo:”Okay so we call that a draw, does that make us friends now?” *Sketch gained the most deadpan expression imaginable as he looked Blitzo’s way. Despite any pain and tardiness he felt in his body, he reached out to bop him right on his head.*”Ah You dick!!” *And cue anko their bop on the head. The imp shooting s desdpan glance of his own.*”Simp, no would’ve sufficed….”

Sketch:”Ah go choke on Stolas’ dick…..”

#sketchfan #sketchfanda #sketchfan85 #marina #marina splatoon #marina ida #moxxie #moxxie helluva boss #helluva moxxie #moxxie smut #millie #helluva millie #millie helluva boss #daitomodachi #kakyoin waifu conoisseur

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elitadream · 10 months

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What do you think Mario and Peach's music taste is like?

Like, how different or similar it is? If one listens to sad music while the other listens to happy music? Or if one of them pays attention to lyrics, and the other is more worried about instrumentals.

Because music is a great way to show dynamics and just how Much personalities can differ. It can show the little idiosyncrasies between people. It can show how people process emotions,,,,

Sorry for the long ask, couldn't resist infodumping LOL

Good point! :) As someone who always listens to music, especially when I paint or draw, I agree on its significance and meaningfulness when it comes to personal expression in general. 😊🎧

As for our favorite pair, I like to imagine that Peach's favorite types of music would be something akin to classical and jazz (that is, the closest thing to it that exists in the Mushroom Kingdom!), and Mario would lean more towards rock and folk. :3

Regarding how they hear and assimilate it, I have this headcanon that Peach remembers lyrics very easily and has memorized countless songs and lullabies that she sometimes murmurs to herself when lost in daydream, whereas Mario always focuses more on the melody and generally tends to hum rather than use words. 😌🎶

#asks #mario #princess peach #headcanon #concept #music #thoughts and ramblings

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tomb-bloom-noctem · 1 year

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Not am I only feeling very critical towards Taylor Swift due to her choice in Guy She's Dating right now and the implications about where her morals REALLY lie and questioning now how much of her activism has been for publicity but also what the fuck is she doing with all this marketing nonsense happening.

The exclusive CD just for "You're Losing Me" when her show tickets are so hard to come by for many folks, the Karma feat. Ice Spice collab is weirdly put together. Rap isn't my favorite music but even I am aware that Ice Spice is VERY talented yet the song kinda??? Fails to play into her strengths??? Also since Taylor recently released Karma as a single you'd think she'd actually wait until the Ice Spice version was ready and release THAT version as a single. Then of course there's the mess of He Who I Am Not Gonna Name and his garbage plus his beef with Ice Spice then the timing of this release...doesn't look good. Now I'm still feeling inclined to think this collab has probably been in the works for a little while at least since I can only imagine the legal side of things takes some time. But at the same time the poorer quality (in my opinion) of Ice Spice's parts does contribute to it feeling a little rushed. Seriously I don't hate the idea of this collab at all but it really feels like they just tried to shove Ice Spice in there instead of naturally making room for her.

And furthermore, I just kinda personally despise "Feat. MORE Lana Del Rey" The song sounds great. If rumor is to be believed this was how the song was supposed to turn out but Lana didn't know what part she was supposed to sing?? So it was submitted as the original version??? And Taylor just left it??? Instead of reaching out and saying hey actually let's rework this??? Like girl you have sooo much money you can easily get back in that recording studio wtf. I do actually like how the original Snow on the Beach but at the same time I'm so confused as to why it was allowed to just go forward if this newer version was supposed to be the original version. It feels like either the original SOTB was never supposed to be a duet only a feature and it was overly marketed as a duet or...Taylor and/or her label really not paying attention. Don't like either of those. So, to rerecord what should have already existed in the first place to sell a whole priced album again for one new song (which wasn't a new song since apparently it was on physical additions of Midnights), one collab that needed more time in the oven, and now the "real" version of an existing song stupidly called "feat. MORE Lana del Rey"...Seriously you guys couldn't have extended the music a bit and called it "extended edition" or something. For some reason just the way it's titled and knowing the supposed background of the song has me scratching my head and feeling a little rubbed the wrong way.

I don't know if I'm explaining this coherently at all but the whole situation feels a lot like a mess, a bit of a scam, and a lot like a PR move. Feels to me like Taylor's got a lot of yes men in her corner at the moment. And I'm sure she's plenty powerful enough to go "actually I'm still gonna do what I want" even if there are people telling her no. But really feels like she's flying in so many chaotic and messy directions at once with no one telling her she should slow it down, reign it in and think about this a little more. She's very smart and very talented yes, I am still a fan of hers! I've been a fan since 2006! But not gonna lie! I feel deceived and betrayed by her thanks to her being with MH and a lot of her business decisions lately are very confusing. Don't even get me started on how CHEAP the VIP boxes and a lot of this tour merch is turning out to be despite how expensive it all is.

Taylor, can I ask YOU a question. What the fuck.

#tomb talks #long post #taylor swift #swiftie #critical #discourse #ice spice #lana del ray #confused and heart broken #anti matty healy

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brimbrimbrimbrim · 1 year

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Forever My Queen (Eddie Munson/F!Reader) Part 4/4

Parts 1/2/3/4

Summary: Eddie and you do this thing every month: booze, weed, and music. It's usually no big deal, even if both of your eyes wander a bit, but tonight is different. Either it's the chilly December air, the weird pentagram cassette, or your daisy dukes that brings all the unresolved sexual tension to a boiling point, but whatever it is, you're eternally grateful 'cause Eddie Munson rocks your fucking world.

Tags: friends to lovers, best friend!reader, eddie munson lives, drug use, drinking, body worship, jealousy, inexperienced!eddie, virgin!reader, choking, fingering, uncircumcised dick, oral m!receiving, oral f!receiving, multiple orgasms, cum swallowing, unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampie, so much babbling praise it's sickening...

The air is an electric thing full of stratospheric doom metal and spent hormones with a tang of cum, sex, and love. You slowly rock backward to feel Eddie Munson groan and hiss into every other kiss until his lips slacken from the friction of your ass across his naked boner. Cool wintery air caresses the wet trails of precum that streak your bottom cheek, proof he was right about getting hard in under ten minutes… and not just hard, but rock fuckin’ hard.

So much for ‘one and done’ like all the other girls say.

“Did you… before—say you wanted to—I mean, are we…” Eddie stares candidly with loving longing in his polished browns, “Do you want to… you know…”

“Fuck each others brain’s out?” You smirk.

Eddie’s sweet smile thins, and his brows furrow, “That isn’t all this is to you, right?”

You scoff, “No…" and then swallow at the anxious look that digs beneath his eyes, "I mean, I legit confessed my undying love for you and sucked your dick in the same hour. We don’t… ya know, have to do anything if you don’t-“

“Woah,” Eddie nearly shouts, eyes widening, “ Woah… that’s not it, sweetheart… that’s definitely not what I meant. It’s just…”

He props himself on his elbows, thumbs massaging your kneecaps, paying unusual attention to the healing scab leftover from stumbling on the dock at Lover’s Lake with him and the Scooby Doo gang a couple of weeks back.

“Look,” he swallows, “I’ve been dreaming—literally wet dreams every night—about this, but,” he gulps again and clutches the top of your thighs like you’ll vanish if he doesn’t latch on, “... you sure? Once you pop, there’s no unpopping.”

Your lips quirk into a blushing smile. How can he be so… so… Eddie at a time like this?

“Elegant as always, Mr. Munson. And yeah… I’m sure.” With a tilt and scoop of hard, ruddy cock, you get his half-skinned head against your clit—holding your breath—about to just... drop upon his intimidating meat before Eddie snatches your hips up in two rough, hot hands, halting your descent.

“Wait! Shit… ”

“W-what?” You freeze, heart pounding.

“I don’t, uh… have any condoms. Threw the last roll out.”

You arch a brow.

“Expired,” Eddie explains, looking like he just took a 2d20 crit roll to the face, but you snort and kiss his nose, finding his confused expression adorable.

“I've been on the pill since junior year. You know how my folks are.”

Eddie nods, looking awe-struck. "R-right... those damn hippies... Jesus —I love hippies."

“So…” you giggle, swiping his raw dick through your drenched pussy and hiss, “since you wrapped it before. This is okay, right?”

Eddie shudders, “ … fuck me. I mean, y-yeah.” He nods in the affirmative so forcefully that his long, chestnut mop fluffs around his face. He grips your hips tighter, near-bruising them as your slick heat soaks down the veiny weight of his dick, catching in the curly bush at his base.

“Good,” you breathe, trying to appear carefree even though your heart is racing a mile a minute; just thinking about plunging on Eddie’s marvelously massive cock, popping your cherry, and shredding the line between best friends and the very gray area you’re both in right now. “Guess that means we can do it raw, and I hear it feels better that way anyway.”

Eddie’s eyes light up like it’s fucking Christmas of ‘83 and Halloween of ‘86 all in one. “Like, I can… cum inside-” his fingers dent, and his cock twitches against your sopping pussy, “-inside you?”

“Please,” you exhale, trembling over his dick as it pulses against your fingers—against your folds—adding silky precum to your wetness. It’s all so slippery between your grip and… and it’d be so easy to just sink down and-

“Oh. My. God.” Eddie growls, looking just like he did in the Upside Down, running headfirst into a swarm of demo bats, but he’s yanking your body forward so his cockhead presses against your entrance, thrusting up an inch that just barely stretches you open. A slight twinge of pain bequeaths a pool of pleasant anticipation, feeling him so fucking close to being nestled inside you... so goddamn close...

“Tell me you want it—you want my cock, yeah?” Eddie groans, staring at your pussy drooling over his cock.

Unable to speak, you just nod.

“Like—I just,” Eddie’s lashes flutter as your body moves with his guiding hands, scrubbing over his oozing tip, “I need to hear you say it. Please… shit —please? Say you want my dick, an’ I’ll… goddamn give it to you. However you want it.”

“I want it—I want it so hah-“ you squeal as Eddie lunges up and forward, palm on the back of your head, grip tight on your right hip as your back hits the mattress with a bounce. He’s all over you in an instant—everywhere—hitching your leg around his side, urging you apart. Everything smells like him, that sweet skunky odor of sweat and aftershave that makes you whimper, spreading your legs wider, heels on his bare ass as his dick pushes through your narrow, wet passage.

You whine, wrap your arms around his back, and cling as the burning tension expands, pussy stretching and tightening, and then… then, with an exhale, Eddie’s flared head pops inside.

“Baby,” Eddie pants, untangling his fingers from the back of your head to move some stray locks off your sweaty face, “… so fucking tight. Are you-” he gives you a kiss that melts away some of the ache, “-you good? Does it… does it hurt?”

Instead of lying, you kiss him back and lock your ankles around his ass, forcing him an inch or two deeper, his shaky exhale damp against your lips. If the two of you could survive the Upside Down and graduation, you can survive Eddie’s colossal halbert. Oh, God… now he has you talking like a dork while losing your fucking virginity. All his fault, you think, because this dick of his is making you dumb and desperately horny.

Shiny, kiss-puffy lips part with a gasp as you rut against him, plugging your searing pussy with another inch of superheated cock. Somehow, you can feel the drag of his foreskin gathering beneath his mushroom tip as he fills you up, massaging the greedy grooves within with every short thrust forward. It’s a little too much— a lot too much —but it’s Eddie.

You beam, relishing the burn and the thrill as he bottoms out with several inches to spare.

“ Fuck… ” you blubber. “Isn’t it… all supposed to… f-fit?”

“I, uh- ” Eddie tries, but your insides tighten as he gropes your heaving breast, pussy clamping around him like a cranked-up vice. “Jesus! Fucking christ… ”

Eddie keens against your mouth, “… sweetheart— fuck —can’t… I can’t go any deeper.”

“But, it’s-” you gasp, pressing your tits up, focusing on the little licks of pleasure as his thumb worries your nipple with a particularly rough callus, “-not… even-”

“Yeah, but… still feels good, right?— so perfect, " he gushes, looking totally wrecked and red, "Fuckin’ knew you would be… so soft’n tight… ” He pulls away at a molasses pace that has you whimpering, nails digging into his bare back.

Eddie breaks swollen eye contact to look down at your joined bodies as your insides clutch his swollen cockhead, hugging it tightly so it doesn’t slip out. His pink, near-crimson tongue peeks between his lips, pinched and wet. You wanna nip it with your teeth but can't do more than hug him close, shivering over his dick from the intensity and need for more...

“We’ll get there, baby,” Eddie coos.

You dare to look down yourself and almost laugh in disbelief at the sheen of moisture clinging to his dick—the sheer fucking size of it; it seems much bigger in this context.

“Soon, you’ll be taking all of it… every fucking inch.”

How? You can’t imagine, but then you let your eyes flutter close and picture a dozen vivid scenarios: getting bent over in the back of his van after a gig with his hips spanking against your ass as you take him like you were born to, held up in the kitchen against the counter and railed until his dick kisses your heart, rolled up in a sleeping bag out camping with everyone while you both muffle each other’s moans as he fucks you like this just like this, riding every inch of his cock until you’re drunk off it... and then your eyes snap open as Eddie thrusts into you again, your pussy quivering, making the both of you tremble.

“You like that?” Eddie asks. He sounds like he’s been outrunning the cops for miles and miles, but it’s just this—just you—and something about that fuels your ego just a teeny tiny bit. Poor Eddie, you think, all overwhelmed by your body hugging his. Who would have thought?

“ Mhmm! ” You moan because... what even are words?

“Yeah— fuck —yeah,” Eddie babbles, kissing down your chin and throat, “... know you do... can feel it.”

Your ankles tighten in a silent request, and thankfully, Eddie knows you well enough that words usually aren’t necessary. Hell, you could throw him a single look over a crowd at The Hideout, and he’d know whether it was an ‘I wanna ’nother drink’ or ‘I wanna ’nother hit’ kinda look. You still can’t figure out how he knows the distinction, even when you don’t even know what you need half the time, but he knows it—knows it now too, and his hips give a slow push, stuffing you back up to nearly too much.

“ Shit… ” he curses, “it’s—you’re too fuckin’ much. Can feel you fluttering around it. Feel it all… every single…” another languid thrust, “heartbeat around my cock.”

The dirty talk works you open just as well as his steady thrusts—just as much as his open-mouthed kisses along your neck and collarbones, leaving trails of saliva that cool in the chilly air. Someone outside slams a car door and shouts, but you’re so lost around Eddie’s cock you don’t even care if it’s Wayne coming by for a midnight snack… nothing really matters but this… just you and Eddie and-

“ Mmn! ” His dick strikes that spot, and you jerk your hips, meeting his motions… making room for it all, just like he said. “Ed-Eddie… god. Oh, god… ”

“ Shh, I got you, princess,” he promises, lips skimming your ear, kissing the shell. His tongue carves against your jawline. His palm squeezes your breast and pinches your nipple.

“Let Eddie the Banished make it all better.”

You nod, voiceless.

“Then… m’gonna pump you full of cum.” Eddie slides in another inch, deep enough you can feel the tickle of his pubic hair with each gentle rock. “Gonna get real fuckin’ deep and… god, wanna see you leaking my jizz…”

Everything is so fucking hot. It’s mid-fucking-December, but it feels like July. Your grip on his back is slick with sweat. His bangs lay plastered against his forehead, and your whole everything breaks out in a flush that sweeps your brain into a puddle of mush, losing all control to the steady, relentless thwack of cock on that particular patch against the roof of your cunt. And with every dirty phrase and curse that leaks out of Eddie’s mouth as he pounds you into delirium, your pussy opens up more, welcoming the entirety of his cock, until his hips are spanking between your soaked inner thighs.

Oh, shit. Oh, fuck… oh god, it’s… it’s all in…

“Th-there you go, baby… feel that?” Eddie’s just as bad as you are. His filter’s fuckin’ gone—obliterated, “Gonna fill ‘er up an’ s-stuff it—all that cum back in ‘n finger fuck you ‘till it’s so… so fuckin’ deep.”

An absolutely pathetic whine squeaks out of you as Eddie’s pelvis meets your own, pausing to grind his cockhead into your cervix and then yanks back to pound you into a hiccuping shambles.

Oh, shit. Oh, fuck… oh god, it’s… it’s all in…

“ Fuck. You’re taking it all. B-baby… so good… yess—fuck! ”

Eddie never stops running his mouth. He’s constantly jabbering about any and everything until someone's on the cusp of a stroke and throws the nearest object at his head, but you’ve never gotten sick of listening to him, and now… now he’s going on about how amazing you feel ‘all snug and cuddly around my big, uncut cock’ and how he wants to spend the rest of his life just ‘pounding your soaked cunt, basting you in servings of cum until you’re knocked up and swollen.’

It’s all dopey talk, but as soon as he says, ‘fuck, you’d look so hot… fuckin’ big with my baby inside you…’ you arch your back and tell him , ‘fuck me, do it!’ as if that’s possible.

“You wanna get knocked up by the freak, huh? ” Eddie’s hips snap.

You shake your head, hating how he calls himself that, like he’s trying to take back that shitty insult, but all you can utter is his name and a string of gibberish. His palm sweeps over your throat, squeezing like before, except this time, his thumb pulls on your chin until your mouth opens. Unable to bite down your moans now, a cacophony of pornographic squeals echoes into the bedroom and out the window. It’s an accident when his thumb pokes over your bottom teeth, but it’s you that closes your lips around it and sucks like you had his dick…

“ Jesus Christ, baby…”

That gentle, rhythmic give of cock goes rough and ragged, and you fuckin’ love every inch of it. Sucking on Eddie's thumb, you hold on tight, gripping the back of his head, fingers tangled in his locks, and relish the scrape of your nipples as your tits slide against his chest with every slap and grind. Each meeting of skin rubs his springy pubes against your clit, eating away at whatever grip on reality you had left.

“Wanna take my loads?” Eddie asks, but you can't answer, too busy silencing your screams around his thumb as everything gets wetter… even hotter—even better.

“ Oooh fuck… “

Your insides flutter.

“You’re into this, right? Please… ”

“Y-yah,” you manage, his thumb hooked in the corner of your mouth. You half-gag happily, getting railed against his mattress as the springs screech, but nowhere near as loud as you shriek and wail, using the momentum from his plunging cock and the push back from his bed to meet his thrusts. A bolt of pleasure shoots whenever his hips meet your inner thighs, drowning your brain in endorphins.

Eddie lays a messy, haphazard kiss over your pried-open lips, tonguing you all nasty and slippery, then pops his thumb free, lifts himself up, and grips the metal bedframe over your head. His muscles tighten, and with a groan, he rears back and pounds the ever-loving fuck out of you.

“Jesus- Jesus Christ… can feel your pussy dancing, sucking me in.”

You scrape your nails down his chest, then immediately fist the bedsheet beneath you. It’s a fumble that doesn’t give you much purchase, so you go for the metal headboard in his fists, trying to move into every fucking thrust, and when you do, it’s like someone cast Meteor Swarm on your nerves.

“You gonna cum? Gonna cum on my cock?”

Yes!

“Please, fuck… shit! ”

You nod, chin to your chest, as your tits start to prickle with friction from bouncing vigorously over your ribs. Eddie throws his weight to his left arm and grabs at your right breast, clinging to it, massaging it, using it to help you meet each plunge of dick like you both can’t get him deep enough. It’s like… like you need more and more and everything…

Eddie senses it right away, whatever it is, “What-what do you need… please, tell me, baby.”

“I-I don’t know, I— mmph! ”

Eddie releases the headboard and scoops you up under the ass, hauling you into his lap. You gasp, scrambling to get your arms around his neck as he braces a broad palm on your upper back, watching you with wet brown bulbs of love as you sink effortlessly over his dick, right to the fucking hilt. You whine and bounce up immediately, needing that glorious friction as the dam inside you cracks open.

“That’s it,” Eddie rubs your spine, tipping you just a bit so his lips can fall down your chest to lick over a nipple. “Relax…” his tongue swirls, and it’s there—your orgasm—so close…

“Just me—just Eddie,” he continues, giving your tits kisses and haphazard licks while he pumps up into you. “I got you. Let me feel your sweet pussy take it all in.”

You do; you fucking take it all.

As Eddie’s lips seal around your nipple, the pressure multiples by tens of thousands of somethings that has you half-strangling his neck, bouncing on his dick like someone pogoing to the finish line of the world’s most ridiculously sexy race. Ever as your insides ripple and clamp—even as a flood of arousal makes his lap a soaked mess—you wonder if this is how all sex is or if it’s only this good because it’s Eddie. The thought makes you grin because you know it’s just Eddie… knowing it’s all him and you—the two of you—as your body gives into the high, cumming hard on his jackknifing cock.

His sticky pubes chafe your clit as you hit that zenith, rocking roughly in his lap, his dick tormenting that magical spot so deep inside it boggles what’s left of your damn mind.

“Holy shit…” you rasp, throat all raw and scratchy from filling Eddie’s ears (and the rest of the trailer park) with broken, piercing cries.

“Ed-Eddie…” it comes out soaked in mindless pleasure, “cum inside me.”

His mouth opens against your breast, forehead all slick against your sternum as both hands rush to lift up your ass, picking and dropping you down in his lap as his hips rock back and forth. You plant aimless kisses across his face, catching his lashes, nose, and lips as his fingers curl, body tensing, cock slapping up so fast it suspends you a few inches above his thighs until Eddie releases a string of wonderful nonsense.

“ Ahnn! Hn—uh’huh! ”

It’s a heated geyser overfilling your every sense when he cums—it’s a megahit of lava and guitar solos that tug at your heartstrings, and it's fucking everything.

You yank on his curls and feel his chin bruise in the fat of your breast as his jaw drops, breath heating your nipple, releasing a broken hiss as the force of his orgasm makes your joined bodies even sloppier and stickier, filling his bedroom with rhythmic squelches as the excess gets fucked out of you, matting springy pubes. And then… Eddie groans like someone just murdered him.

He falls back to the bed with your ass still death gripped in his palms. You squeak and fall with him, barely avoiding a nose-to-nose collision as Eddie swallows air like a beached wastrilith.

“I’m dead,” Eddie bellows loudly over the din of pentagram metal, making the music that much better, or Eddie’s deafening moans that much hotter? Who knows…

‘And baby you're gonna be my Queen…’

It’s the second time you’ve listened to this song… or the third? Who’s keeping count anyway, but you like it—think you’ll never forget tonight when you listen to this jam—this band… whoever the fuck they are…

“If you’re dead, I’m a fucking corpse…” you mutter into his pec, right over the decapitated demon in faded pigment and old holidays.

Eddie blows some air on your face to get your attention and grins at the weak glare you throw up at him, but it’s pointless because you’ve spent way more time than you wanna admit wondering what Eddie looks like when and after he cums to focus on pretending to be annoyed at his antics. He’s flushed a pretty pink with red splotches and droplets of perspiration. Frizzy bangs, usually all fluffy and full, are damp and dark strings against his forehead and cheekbones. Those Bambi eyes are glazed over… still a little red from the weed but focused on you, maybe in the same way you are on him.

“You’re beautiful,” he says, confirming your hopes and melting your heart a bit more.

“So are you, and that was…”

“Please, tell me it wasn’t horrible…” He actually looks like you might say it was disappointing, which just makes you kiss him, and then again when he tries to speak, and again until he’s rubbing mindless designs into your back with his fingers and pinching your ass, lazily making out with you while his cock softens, and all his cum begins to ooze slowly out of your throbbing core.

Eventually, Eddie rolls you both on your sides and kisses your nose before carefully sliding himself from your sore pussy. It stings, but you bite your lip to stifle a hiss, not wanting Eddie to feel bad for the inevitable ache that comes with getting your cherry popped… and by a cock like his, no less. The halbert, you think, giggling.

“Care to share with the rest of the class what’s so funny, sweetheart?” Eddie hugs your naked, sweaty body into his and grins until all you see are dimples and burnt-umber eyes shining at you.

“I’m gonna call your dick The Halbert from now on.”

He laughs, shoving his nose into the crook of your own, and folds around you as the air starts to grow chilly. “So, hang on. Does that mean I’m allowed to refer to your pussy as the Altar of Venus? Follow-up question: that means you liked it, right? The uh… the sex part…”

You scrunch up your face, “No, and yes. Obviously… I came like three fucking times. Also, you were there; you know you rocked my world, dude.”

“ Hmm, ” Eddie grins, nosing up to you as the wind outside howls, “fine. I’m just fishing for compliments at this point. Oh! How about Majestic Whispering Eye? ”

You think about it for half a second, “Fuck no. Altar of Venus is way better…” Kinda flattering, actually… in comparison to the other abominable phrase he uttered.

Some of that poetic doom metal eventually cuts back through the buzzing high of your orgasms, and just as your lashes touch, Eddie flings the covers over you with a kiss on your shoulder. “Do you think it’s this devil’s music that made you confess your undying love for me? Or am I just a butthead for waiting so long to spill my guts?” It’s supposed to sound humorous, but there’s an edge of insecurity at the end.

“No to both,” you smile and snuggle closer, wrapping an arm around his waist to dig your sticky self more firmly against his brimming body heat, “Was it responsible for you babbling about how you wanna get me pregnant and shit?”

Eddie grins, shrugs, and snuggles close until all you can smell is his cum and the rich tang of shared sweat. The both of you desperately need showers, and these sheets are fucking ruined, but right now you don’t wanna move, and neither does he, so… fuck it…

“Hey," you whisper.

"Hey, you," Eddie says back with a tired chuckle.

"I love you, Eddie,” you giggle, feeling light and free and high.

“Love you too, princess…” and then, once you’re dozing and too sleepy to do anything else but smile, Eddie exhales, “One day, I’m gonna put a baby in you, and then we’ll see who’s laughing.”

Bring it, Mr. Munson…

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Creepy Cases of Casper High (Hunters, Dragons, and Damsels In Distress!)

Hello hello my cherished readers! Sorry its been so long since I shared my last case report. Just been busy with life and doing research in general to make sure I've got my facts straight. Anywho, to anyone who is just joining us now here's a bit of a refresher. Last time I shared a case with you guys we were discussing Casper High's very first major ghost sighting of a huge monster made of meat! Feel free to check out the full details of the case by following the link down below!

The official second sighting looks like it might have been more of a one off thing along with the third but I decided to include them anyway since I feel like all of them are important if we want to get a better picture of just how haunted this town is. It happened to Mikey in the library. He went to use one of the computer's in the school library to work on an assignment and ran into someone he didn't realize at the time was a ghost who turned around and attacked him! Luckily Mikey wasn't hurt, just gagged and hung upside-down by some kind of energy net that vanished into thin air a few seconds later.

According to Mikey once he calmed down enough to remember exactly what the ghost said to him, he referred to himself as Skulker. This might only be a code name though so I'll have to look into this further for another article.

Moving onto the third ghost sighting at Casper High this one is pretty incredible if you as me! Why? Because it was the first close up sighting of Danny Phantom himself and an honest to goodness dragon! A ghost dragon! That can only mean one thing folks, dragons are real is now confirmed! I mean think about it. How could there be a ghost of a dragon if there was never a living one at some point flying around?

But moving on...

Before I dive into our next story I'd like to preface this by saying most of these are based entirely on witness accounts that vary a lot in levels of detail which is totally understandable when you think about it. It's kinda hard to pay attention to the specifics when you're running for your life from a huge gout of green flames from the maw of a ghost dragon! Moving onto the case report itself the first reported sighting of this dragon was apparently at the Amity Park Mall in the Abyss clothing store.

There was a sale on the entire discontinued line of Fleecy-T blouses and somehow or another a customer wound up possessed and transformed in front of the very eyes of the acting manager on call at the time. Paulina said she sorta remembers being there that day too but was too excited about managing to guy the very last shirt they had left in her size to really pay attention to what happened when she left the store.

The second sighting of the same dragon was on campus that night at Casper High where it destroyed the girls bathroom (although this wasn't discovered until later the next day by the janitor cleaning up the mess left by the first dance of the school year) then flew off to the football field where our next two witnesses, Dash and Tiffanie, saw Danny Phantom rescuing Paulina. My guess is he saved Paulina from the dragon at some point when the bathroom was wrecked which would explain why she was out cold at the time. The dragon was then defeated by our local ghost hero and the rest as they say is history! I also wonder how they replaced that whole row of bleachers...?

To end things off, I found out there was another ghost sighting the same night by Tucker Foley and the DJ in charge of the school dance's music. Tucker didn't tell me much apart from that he was really taken aback when this ghost girl just floated up to him, insisting on enjoying the last dance with him. As for the DJ, he noticed them while getting ready to pack up his gear once the last song finished and noticed the girl Tucker was dancing with looked out of place in her get-up, aka a medieval styled gown not to mention her feet were literally gliding across the dance floor. Well, assuming they had been ever touching the ground to begin with!

Tucker tells me she was surprisingly mellow and sweet but at the time his nerves were a bit frazzled from trying to help his best friend Danny Fenton keep his parents from getting too talkative about certain happenings at school. The rest of their little waltz is a bit of blur though so Tucker couldn't tell me any more than that. As for why Danny's parents were chaperoning the dance I'll leave that to your imagination since I doubt it's a very fond memory for the poor guy.

But there you have it! I really wanted to make up for my long absence here's three Creepy Cases of Casper High all rolled up into one! And now that puts our total of ghost encounters so far at 4! First was the meat ghost, second was this ghost hunter guy Skulker, third was the dragon, and fourth was this mysterious ghost girl who according to Tucker's description of her might have been nobility or maybe even a princess! Not only that but she bears a striking similarity to the ghost dragon as far as their color aesthetic so could the two of them be connected somehow? Looks like that is yet another case for me to take a closer look into for a future post!

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mygreatadventurehasbegun · 1 year

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Attempted listening to another podcast episode about Phantom ‘43, and once again, I could not make it all the way through.

To be fair, I made it farther than I had other podcast’s take on this movie...but yeah...

First of all, I’ll give them props for the fact that they were trying to be nice, complimenting the art direction, the talented actors, etc. But once again, this was a case of people just not fully paying attention to what is happening onscreen...and having some weird takes, if I’m honest.

I’ll start with the moment that finally made me stop listening. They are talking about the scene where Christine plays the lullaby for Anatole...and they say: “Christine is playing the same lullaby that Claudin plays, so this is why he wrote the concerto around the lullaby, because he heard Christine play it.”

And I literally stopped what I was doing and yelled “what?!” to these people I don’t know (thankfully I was alone, or this would have been awkward).

Guys.

Did you not hear Claudin say that the lullaby was from Provence, where he was born?

And Christine saying that she’s from Provence, and she’s known the song her entire life?

And Anatole saying that both Claudin and Christine were from the same district and “everyone there must have known that old folk song”?

This is kind of a huge plot point.

But now to the main thing that bugged me about this particular podcast episode. It was clear that one host was in charge of behind-the-scenes research, but he left out a pretty...significant...fact about the making of this movie. The fact that Claudin was written to be Christine’s father, but censors thought it seemed incestuous and cut it out. And them leaving that out wouldn’t bother me too much, if they hadn’t mentioned so many other things about this movie: how they originally wanted it to star Deanna Durbin, Nelson Eddy not wanting to dye his hair, designing the makeup to be sensitive for returning vets*...pretty much all the trivia you can get off of IMDb and the DVD special features...so how the hell did they miss this??

Also, because one of their main complaints was about the script...how they could have used an extra 10 minutes to flesh out the characters more...and I’m standing there thinking...they had that...they shot it...and it was cut.

And one of them had a weird complaint about the music...he didn’t like the fact that the operatic sequences were so long (which almost made me turn the episode off), that they slowed down the movie, and were pointless because the operas they were performing in didn’t comment on the story...But then he also says that there should have been more music, to again, comment on the story. I think he wanted it more like the ALW Phantom and didn’t understand that the operas aren’t supposed to tie into the story being told...we’re just watching these people do their jobs and what’s important is what’s happening around them. And that opening sequence has so much character development, how could someone say that it’s not tied into the story...just because the story of the opera isn’t the same as the story of the movie? It was such a weird contradictory statement, that was hard for me to follow (and I’m sure is tough to read, too...sorry, lol).

*And a tiny thing they mentioned about the makeup...apparently, they found a source that Claude Rains didn’t want to have a full face of makeup because he thought it would wreck his chances of getting good leading roles. And that lessening the makeup out of sensitivity to combat vet was someone else’s idea, not Claude Rains’. Now, obviously, I don’t know the full truth, because I wasn’t there (dammit), but this seems like bullshit. Everything I’ve read points towards Rains being the one who was aware of combat vets and that was the reason why he didn’t want the makeup to go too over the top. Which makes sense, considering what happened to him in WWI. And Claude Rains being vain about not getting lead roles? I mean...maybe there was a little vanity, but he was pretty much always a character/supporting actor for his entire career...and in his late forties, I can’t see him campaigning for the “romantic leading man” roles.

And they kept comparing the movie to a soap opera...mostly because there’s a love triangle.

‘Kay.

There was only one thing about the entire episode that actually brought me a tiny bit of joy...and it was the fact that Claude Rains actually studied piano and violin in preparation for playing the role.

Which I’m not sure we can take as 100% fact, as there were other questionable facts in this podcast...and he obviously wasn’t playing live...but it’s a nice thought and I’m grasping for anything positive.

One of these days, I am going to make either a massive podcast or YouTube video series about this movie. It will probably end up being 14 hours long, because I have so much to say....and I’ll be so busy correcting every single podcaster I’ve heard, that will probably take up at least an hour.

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gentlyweeps-world · 2 years

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Staring Contests

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Summary: A little karaoke, flirting and competition can go a long way, but how far can it go?

Javy “Coyote” Machado x Reader, callsign is Bronco

Request made by: @timestravellers

(T/W): cussing, slight smut reference

Genre: a bit of angst, some fluff!!

Masterlist

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You could feel his gaze on you, you’re shocked he hasn’t cracked and said anything to you.

Sure you had said that it was a one time thing, that it didn’t mean anything, but we all know that was far from the truth, I mean, it always happens in these situations.

You should have known better, but the way he flirted with you, how he pined himself against you, it was impossible to not fall for him.

Plus his a competitive, cocky, good looking bastard, how could you not help yourself.

“So Coyote, how long to do you plan to stare at me for?”, you say, breaking you focus from Bob and bringing it to Coyote.

“Long enough for you to come home with me sweetheart”, he smirks out, gaining a whistle from Hangman.

You feel yourself flush, remembering what happened many nights ago, rolling your eyes, you turn away from him, walking off to find Rooster.

You see Rooster at the bar talking to Penny, beer in hand, you walk over to him, giving a nod to Penny, who returns it, says a good bye to Rooster and goes back to her customers.

“What’s up Bronco? Something wrong?”, Rooster asks, having known you for a while so he could tell you were anxious, nervous.

“Uhm, do you want to do karaoke? Maybe a little team competition?”, you see a little bit of surprise flash on his face, then a big smirk, “Now that sounds like a good time!”, he replies, grinning he finds the others, he managed to get Phoenix, Bob, who was forced to by Phoenix, Hangman, and Fanboy.

Payback and Coyote opted out, they would rather watch you guys, even if Coyote loved some competition, he really wanted to watch you. While Payback was busy flirting with some girl.

“Okay! Ladies and gentlemen of The Hard Deck, tonight you guys are receiving the best live entertainment! First up, let’s give it to Bob and Phoenix!”, Rooster shouts, gaining everyone’s attention.

“Oh and folks, at the end we will be doing a vote to see who wins, a friendly competition! Losers pay for a round!”

You hear cheering, laughs, whistling and clapping. Then everyone settles down, ready to watch Bob get embarrassed for the rest of his life, and Phoenix try to make Bob have fun.

Rooster walks away, walking in Bob and Phoenix. You hear a beginning of a song start to play, Rooster somehow managed to snag a speaker, and two microphones.

You assume Penny had karaoke stuff, which makes a lot of sense.

Then you hear Phoenix start to sing, “I saw him dancin’ there by the record machine”, she looks over to Bob, he manages to stutter out, “I knew he must a been about seventeen”.

After awhile of Phoenix and Bob going back and forth at “I love Rock ‘n’ Roll”, by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts it’s Hangman’s turn.

“Everyone, I just want to say, you’re in for a treat tonight!”

He takes a dramatic stance, the music starts, you and Rooster lock eyes, instantly knowing the song, trying not to burst out laughing.

“I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord, and I’ve been waiting for this moment, for all my life, oh lord”, Hangman sings out, making eye contact with any and every female, even you, giving you a wink.

“I hate to admit it, but he doesn’t sound all that bad”, you whisper over to Phoenix, who nods her head in agreement.

Then you look over the bar, locking eyes with Coyote, who holds your gaze, not letting go, tilting his head up he smirks, just standing watching you.

Fine if he won’t do anything, I will.

Soon Hangman is done singing, earning a lot of cheers, “Love to see you beat that Bronco”, he smirks, “Oh I will, don’t worry sweets”.

You take a deep breath, telling Rooster the song you picked, him giving you a surprised look, then realizing why you picked it.

He gives you a nod, then starts it.

“Swaying room as the music starts, strangers making the most of the dark, two by two their body’s become one”, you sing along, remembering that night.

You remember the flirting that happened, the way he had looked at you that night, “Hey (Y/n), do you want to go back to my place?”

Coyote had always picked your interest, and apparently he had felt the same, “Sure Coyote, as long as you don’t do anything foul”

“Now what kind of man do you take me for Bronco!”

“A playful one”

“I see you through the smokey air, can’t you feel the weight of my stare? You’re so close but still a world away, what I’m dying to say, is that”

You lock eyes with him, not breaking it this time.

“Fuck, (Y/n), you don’t know how you make me feel”, he grunts out, snaking his arms around you, kissing you.

You feel him grab at your shirt, slowly undressing you, you doing the same to him, making eye contact he gives you a smile.

You wrap your arms around his shoulders, pushing yourself flush against him, locking lips again.

“I’m crazy for you, touch me once and you’ll know it’s true, I never wanted anyone like this, it’s all brand new, you’ll feel it in my kiss, I’m crazy for you, crazy for you”

Even before that night, that night were you two became one, you had fallen for him.

Between the stolen glances, flirting and conversations, you had fallen for him, and little did you know he had fallen for you too.

The song had ended, breaking your eye contact from Coyote, you take a bow, hearing cheers and clapping.

You walk over to Rooster and Phoenix, nodding your head to the direction of the back, signaling you were going to get some fresh air.

As you walk you get some claps, blushing you say a thanks. Continuing your walk, you pass up Coyote and Payback.

“Damn Bronco, that was some good singing!”, Payback said giving you a pat on the back, “Thanks Payback, I really love that song, one of my favorites by Madonna!!”, you say, giving him a smile.

“I can tell!”, he laughs, letting you pass him, you give Coyote a nod.

Finally outside, you lean against the rail, looking out towards the sea, hearing the faded singing, cheers and clapping.

Then you feel someone next to you, “I didn’t think you would do that”, Coyote says, looking onward.

“You don’t think of a lot of things, do you?”

“No I do, one of them being you”

You flush up, giving out a sigh you smirk shaking your head, “So, I guess we both fell didn’t we?”

“Yeah we did, not that it was a competition or anything, but I fell first, and won all of the staring contests”, he says, turning his body towards yours.

You move so that you’re facing him, grinning up and him you wrap your arms around his neck.

Then you hear Rooster sing, “Kiss me baby!”.

You both let out a laugh just before kissing one more time. You momentarily pull apart, “Be mine?”, he whispers before pulling you in again.

Finally pulling apart, you kiss his check, “I though you would never ask”.

One thing to say, is that Rooster definitely got your vote for the karaoke.

Oh, and it turns out Fanboy had to pay for a round, he had decided to sing the Macarena.

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