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ewanmitchellcrumbs · 1 year

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first of all, happy new year! i love your work and i hope you have a wonderful year! ❤️✨

second of all... I've been having such a brain rot from this picture. i cannot function thinking about it... to make matters worse, I've been listening to some old playlists and i came across this song. and idk i feel like the pic and the song kinda...pop off together. so i was thinking if you could write something based on the pic or the song or both maybe?

Hello lovely! It is great to hear from you. Very rare that anyone reaches out off of anon. I admire that!

Poor Aemond! He has been airbrushed to death here. He is beautiful as is. But unedited, I agree, this is a great photo of him.

I'm not really an Ed Sheeran fan, but I Googled the lyrics to see if any inspiration came to mind and picked out the following: "Yeah, I've been feeling everything From hate to love From love to lust From lust to truth I guess that's how I know you So I hold you close to help you give it up"

Hope you enjoy the little fic I have put together for the lyrics and picture!

Give It Up

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x female character (third person perspective) - strangers to enemies to lust to potential lovers Warnings: Mild smut. Mild violence. Dub-con if you squint. 18+ Word count: 1150 Eternal thanks and handies to @emlikestolurk & @lady-phasma for casting their eyes over this and tossing my word salad into something palatable. Love you.

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For weeks now, things have been going missing around the Red Keep.

First, an emerald brooch belonging to Alicent disappears. She cannot find it when she searches her jewellery box. Helaena is then devastated when she sees that her favourite necklace is gone, a Valyrian steel chain with a pendant in the shape of a spider, a ruby for its abdomen. She only took it off for a moment while she went to bathe, but when she came back to her bedchambers, it was no longer on the dresser where she left it.

The servants are questioned sharply and their quarters searched - however, nothing is found, and so the mystery remains unsolved. Aegon feels particularly aggravated upon waking one morning to find his beloved silver wine goblet has been taken from his bedside.

Additional guards are placed around the Keep to man all points of exit and entry. Yet, things of value continue to vanish into thin air.

It is early evening when Aemond returns to his chambers, having spent the afternoon in the yard sparring with Ser Criston Cole. He freezes when he sees the cloaked figure. He knows immediately that this is the culprit of the recent thefts. They disappear through an opening in the wall upon noticing his return, a passage into his chambers that Aemond never even knew existed.

He knows it would be wiser for him to raise the alarm with the guards and have them chase down this thief. But he also knows that every moment he wastes is another moment that they get further and further away, decreasing the chances of their capture. Without another thought, he throws on a cloak of his own to conceal his identity and gives chase.

The opening in his bedchamber wall leads to a winding stone staircase. He races down it, catching sight of the person as they reach the bottom and run out through a wooden door. Aemond hastens his pace, he pursues them down Aegon's High Hill via the twisting path of Shadowblack Lane.

The thief's pace is no match for Aemond's long strides and he quickly catches them up as they attempt to lose him down an alleyway at the bottom of the hill.

Angrily, Aemond yanks them back by the shoulder, spinning them around and slamming them back into the wall.

"What did you take from me?!" he demands, his hand seizing their throat as he awaits their answer.

Aemond's eye goes wide as their hood falls back, revealing a young woman - a beautiful woman. He had not been expecting that. Previous experience with miscreants convinced him that he would be apprehending a man.

Her eyes are fiery with anger; she juts out her jaw in defiance as she looks up at him. "Let me go, Prince!"

She spits the final word with such venom, as though it is an insult. It shakes Aemond from his state of shock, and he tightens his hold on her throat with renewed annoyance.

"Show me what you took." His voice is cool and calm sounding; however, his brow is furrowed with irritation, his nostrils flaring.

"Is the spoiled Prince going to miss his little trinket?" she pouts mockingly, holding out a silver dragon head cloak pin on the upturned flat of her palm.

Aemond's eye flickers downwards and she uses the momentary distraction to push back against him, attempting to escape. He is much too quick for her though, crowding her back against the wall, unsheathing his dagger and pressing it to her throat.

"Is the wretched little street rat going to miss her life, when I take it from her?" he sneers at her.

She says nothing. She is not afraid to die. She stares him down, maintaining eye contact, a silent challenge. Do it, I dare you.

Aemond had fully been expecting her to scream or at least plead for her life. He is stunned once more as he looks upon her, his face mere inches from hers.

She does not miss it when his gaze drifts to her lips, hesitantly lowering his blade. She lunges forward, sinking her teeth into his bottom lip so hard she tastes blood, before making another run for it.

He drags her back by the hood of her cloak and surprises even himself when he pulls her against him, kissing her hard.

She is taken aback by the Prince's actions at first, but finds herself melting into his embrace, the metallic tang of his blood hot in her mouth as she kisses him back. She breaks the kiss, letting out a light gasp when she feels Aemond's hands wander beneath her cloak.

Aemond lets out a satisfied "mmm" as he gropes at the warmth of her body through her clothes. She is soft and pliant against him. When their lips are no longer touching, he dives in to mouth hungrily at her neck. Ordinarily, he would never behave in such a depraved manner, but this woman's open defiance of him has seemingly awoken something within him that he is unable to render dormant again.

She fights hard to keep her wits about her as her body betrays her with its wanton response to Aemond's attentions, her head becoming foggy with lust. Deciding to take matters into her own hands, she uses his unguarded stance to push him back against the wall. Their lips meet once again, a sloppy mess of blood, teeth and tongues as her hand creeps its way up his solid thigh muscle.

Aemond's breath hitches as he feels her fingers wandering up his leg. He grunts as they slide home to grasp at his cock. He is hard. Of course he is; how could he not be when this temptress has been taunting him since he first laid eyes upon her?

She smirks as she feels his want for her through his breeches. Their lips cease their movements, but do not part as they pant against each other. Her hand takes a firm grasp of him through the material, moving it up and down.

Aemond's eye flutters closed as he voices a groan. Her touch builds a pressure at the base of his spine. His hips buck to meet her hand. And then she is gone.

His eye snaps open in time to catch a glimpse of her running full speed away from him down the alley. He does not chase after her. Shock keeps his feet planted firmly to the floor as he struggles to catch his breath and bring himself back to reality.

It's then that he realises he is no longer in possession of his dagger - he never got his cloak pin back from her, either.

"Shit!" he exclaims quietly, turning and heading back to the Red Keep.

When Aemond returns to his chambers that evening, he leaves the door to the passageway in the wall slightly ajar. Should she ever choose to come back, he'll be ready for her.

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w33nies · 7 months

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Qué Maravilla - CH.6

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Miguel O'hara x SpiderReader rating: E for Everyone bby warnings: none? lots of angst tbh summary: everyone and their momma looking for Miles. art is not mine!!!! @neonrockingvisuals !!!!

--------------- Ch.6 - No Laughing Matter----------------

Though he would never admit it, there were many things Miles Morales was afraid of growing up: snakes, lizards, ingrown toenails, identity theft, the list goes on. Within the past several hours he had been forced to confront some of the scariests worst-case scenarios he could’ve never possibly imagined. He couldn’t fathom not being able to save his father. Not only that, but have his last conversation with him be an argument. A stupid argument. Not even an ‘I love you’ or a goodbye. Miles could’ve never imagined losing not only his family but his home, in the process. He could’ve never imagined failing not only as spiderman, but as himself.

Miles was sure he had seen it all in the past several hours. That was until he found himself being kidnapped and tightly bound to a punching bag with metal chains in a dark, undisclosed location. That was until the figure dressed in all black removed his glowing mask and sneered at him with clear contempt in his voice.

“My name is Miles Morales, but you can call me the Prowler.”

Miles couldn’t see himself as anything but spiderman. He always thought that even if he was never bit then, at the worst he would just be normal. Up until now, he thought he was incapable of evil. That no matter how bad it got he would never hurt anyone. He would never resort to crime. Miles genuinely believed that he was an intrinsically good person. Foolishly, he had believed a good portion of the villainy he had fought was because the had some evil nature to them. Anyone could be good of course, but not just anyone could be bad. Right? The uncanny stare of the boy in front of him gave way to a realization that hit harder than a brick. There aren’t many things Miles would say he is currently afraid of, but just like that Miles found he had a new fear. A fear of his potential. A fear of himself

He took a deep breath in an attempt to quell his growing anxiety, “If you don’t let me go, our dad is going to die.”

“Your dad.”

Miles turned his head to look at Uncle Aaron, leaning against what seemed to be a workbench full of sophisticated tech. Nonchalantly nodding to the song via his vinyl record player. ‘Ain’t No Love In The Heart of the City’ by Bobby Bland filled up the entire room. It had been a while since Miles had heard his song. Uncle Aaron, his Uncle Aaron, used to play it all the time. It was his favorite song. It was a signature staple in his playlist whenever they would tag some graffiti in the middle of the night. He studied this foreign version of his Uncle. The slow absentminded sway of his head. The silent mouthing the words with his hands stuffed in his pocket. For a split second he easily fooled himself into thinking this was the same Uncle Aaron. The one that saved his life with his own. The only man in his life who supported his creative spark. But this Uncle Aaron was probably going to kill him or do god-knows-what to him. ‘Could this really be the same man?’ the boy found himself pondering. ‘We can all be good, right?’

He turned to look back at his doppelganger “What are you gonna do to me?”

“Only the best I can,” his alternate said mockingly.

“Please,” Miles tried his best to fight the fearful tremor in his voice, “You have to let me go.”

“And why would I do that?” Prowler raised his fist to make a show of activating his mechanical, clawed glove. Its menacingly purple glow being one of the few sources of light in the unsettling room. He then placed his fist so close to Miles’ face that he was uncomfortably tugging at the skin on his cheek

In response to this threatening display, Miles' discreetly presses a single finger against the chain that confines him. If he could break out of a futuristic jail cell, he was more than willing to try his luck with these chains. He turned his head to avoid the Prowler’s eerie stare and found himself once again looking at Uncle Aaron, who was now fiddling with his dying lighter in an attempt to light the cigarette already in his mouth.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you boy.”

“Don’t call me boy,” Miles' shaky breath betrays the stoic facade he’s trying to push.“I’m not your boy,” he asserted more securely this time. While he’s here he studies his counterpart’s face. He’s pretty sure they’re the same age, but something about him is different though. This version of him looks more rigid and hardened. Almost broken. There was a certain sadness to him. Not that he himself looked sad, but more so in the fact that he could tell he had it rough. This was a kid who never got to be a kid. Someone who had to grow up fast. ‘Is this how people see me?’ He asked himself, ‘My parents, Gwen, Peter… Did they? Do they ever see me this way? Could they?”

The sudden knee to Miles stomach causes him to lurch forward, well as much as his confines allowed him too. He’s left momentarily gasping for air as the Prowler resumes his previous stance and once again sneers in Miles’ face “Watch. Your. Mouth.”

He continued to watch Uncle Aaron through his peripheral vision. His final words replay in his mind “Keep going,” He had said with his hand firmly clasped in his as he took last shallow breaths in a dark, ruined alleyway “You’re on your way Miles. Just keep going.”

For the first time in a while, since he had first encountered the spot, Miles began to laugh. He laughed to himself almost like a madman on the brink of a psychotic break.

“You think I’m joking?” The Prowler frustratedly grabbed him by the collar, “You want something funny? I can be real hilarious.”

“Sorry,” the boy giggled antagonistically, “It’s just too easy.”

Prowler cocked his head to the side, “Huh?”

“What you said earlier. When you told me to watch my mouth,” He lifted his head to face the boy in front of him, “Everybody knows the first rule of interrogation,” Miles then put on his best shit eating grin, “Don’t watch the mouth, Watch the hands.” Miles then grasps the chains with both hands and channels as much electricity as he can possibly muster.

In the next instant a blinding seismic wave erupted throughout the building then followed by complete darkness. The record player fizzles to a stop. The T.V cuts to black. The only thing Miles can make out in the dark is the prowler's ominous, glowing mask. Soon after power flickers in and out. He swears he’s imaging it, but with each momentary blackout the mask seems to teleport closer and closer and closer until suddenly he’s right in front of him clawed hand outstretched towards his neck. Before Miles can react, the boy grabs him by the collar and flings him into the industrial pipes on the other side of the room, just barely missing the Television. Miles groans painfully upon impact, but somehow in the midst of this he once again steals a glance at Uncle Aaron who is holding his side with a pained look on his face; they both notice it at the same time, the now lit cigarette in Aaron’s mouth. Aaron puffs once to check whether or not he’s seeing things then he gives Miles a look he hadn’t seen in a while. The one where his mouth sits in a pout pushed to the side of his face and where he slightly raises his eyebrows. He didn’t say anything but Miles knew better than anyone that this was his own way of showing that he was impressed.

Before he can engage further, Miles feels a chill down his spine accompanied by the familiar voice in the back of his head. ‘LOOK OUT’ it says in an urgent whisper. He whirls around and sees the Prowler once again with his talons inches away from his face.

Miles leaps to the left just in time to see the Prowler punch the area where his head was just moments ago. He slowly stands, holding a pipe he no doubt had just ripped out of the wall. He crushing it in a fist like a piece of paper then takes another jab towards his face. Miles dodges, barely, again and again and again and again so he decides to take offense. He attempts to land a hit on him but he misses,barely, again and again and again. Even trying to handicap him with his webs proves difficult. After what feels like ages, both boys momentarily back away from each other, clearly out of breath. ‘I can’t keep going on like this,’ Miles said to himself, ‘Something’s gotta give.’

Miles regains his composure then shoots a web into the ceiling, using the momentum to launch him in the air above his clone. However before he lands, he activates his invisibility. Leaving Prowler stunned as he looks around wildly for the boy he just had his eye on. Punch after punch, and kick after kick coming in from all directions. He attempts to move from the onslaught but finds his feet don’t move. When he looks down he finds his feet webbed stuck to the floor.

Annoyed, he reaches into his jacket and holds onto the new gadget he an Uncle Aaron had just developed this past week. He didn’t need a bullseye, he just had to mark him.

As he heard the whizzing of his opponent flying through the air, he discreetly pulled the pin on his makeshift grenade then threw two paint bombs in the direction of the incoming assault. A small amount of neon green paint stains the silhouette of Miles' ankle. Not wasting any time, the Prowler swiftly grabs his leg and swings him over his head and slamming him into the ground. The harsh impact has Mile’s figure phasing in and out of visibility. Prowler grabs his chest, lifts him about a foot off the ground, and then slams him again into the floor. The ringing in Mile’s ear is constant. Prowler picks him up again slowly by the throat.

He grins to himself, “Too easy.”

“Stop messing around man, security switches at 6:00.” Aaron takes a pause to take a puff of his cigarette. “Wrap it up, then haul your ass to the lab. ”

Prowler brings up his claw fully about to clobber him, Miles is racking his brain for ideas.

“Wait.” Miles struggles to talk, “ You ever hear of the shoulder touch?”

“Huh?” Prowler is thrown off. Then he chuckles softly, “Shoulder touch? Man, I might've knocked you too hard.”

Undeterred, Miles puts his hand on his shoulder and does his best to give a smolder given the position he’s in. Let out a strained, “Hey.” and then zaps the Prowler.

A tiny small shock though is all he can muster given the current state he’s in. Luckily, it’s enough to immobilize Prowler's equipment. The Prowler smacks on his glove frustratedly. Sparks flying with each subsequent hit he directs towards it. Wasting no time, Miles lays an uppercut and a left hook to his jaw, finishing a jab straight to his abdomen. Prowler stumbles backward. Miles uses this moment to non threateningly raise his palms in the air, “I don’t want to fight you man,” he struggles to project his voice while gasping for air, “ I just want to go home.”

Prowler finally regains control of his glove. He takes a fighting stance, but then suddenly begins to lower his guard. “You call yourself Spider boy right?”

“Spiderman.”

“Cool, listen, I think we got off on the wrong foot.”

“Really.” Miles responds unamused, “You only just tried to kill me back there.”

“People change,” The prowler retracted his mask showing a smug grin, “More importantly, I think we can help eachother out here.”

“How?”

“You say you’re from another dimension right? Tell me how you got here.”

“It’s a long story. There was this ‘go home’ machine. It was supposed to send me home but it sent me here by mistake.”

“The ‘Go Home’ machine…” Prowler shoots Uncle Aaron an amused glance before proceeding, “That sounds….stupid. Y’all don't have a collider?”

“Well I did have one but I wasn’t in my dimension I was- Wait…. Wait,wait,wait, wait, wait,” Miles paused, “You know about colliders?”

“Yep. There's one right here, in Brooklyn.”

“Where is it? Please. I need it to get home.”

“Do you one better. I’ll take you there myself.” He examined his mechanical hand as if he was picking imaginary dirt from its claw , " Of course, you’ll have to do something for me...”

“….What is it?”“

“Your little zappy-hands shit you did a second ago…,” he says vaguely gesturing to his person, “...What else can it do?”

Miles relaxes a little and starts counting off its capabilities on his fingers “Um, well, break chains? But you already saw that. I can charge my phone, jump start a car. Oh I broke this futuristic, holographic force field several hours ago. It’s a long story actually-”

“-Cool.” The prowler cuts him off, “That'll work.”

“What’ll work? What are you saying? What am I doing?”

Prowler looks at Uncle Aaron, who gives him an approving nod. Then the Prowler makes his way over to the work bench and starts tinkering with his damaged gear, “I got a hit on a guy. He's a freelance scientist working for Alchemex in charge of some prototype for an inter-dimensional collider, name’s Jonathon Ohnn. ”

Miles feels his stomach drop, “A hit? You're a hitman?”

“I’d say I’m more of a… persistent negotiator," he spoke nonchalantly, “I just get results by any means necessary.”

“Jonathon….’ Miles thinks hard to himself. The name sounded familiar, he just wasn’t sure why. “You’re gonna kill him? Why?”

Prowler rolled his eyes with a groan, “Ay dios mío. It 's my job cabrón. But, If you can get me what I need I won’t have to.” He reequips his claw and walks towards Miles, slowly circling him like a vulture, “My…let’s just say boss, wants his research and Ohnn is a bit stubborn. Won't give up the rights to the collider. Won’t even sell it. Couple of nasty back and forths later and now he’s locked himself in his lab with some projected barrier. Nobody can get in or out…So, our deal is simple,” He directs a clawed finger to Miles" “You break the barrier, you get the collider,” puts his palm to his chest with a slight bow, “I get the guy.” He extends his hands for Miles to shake, “Do we have a deal?”

Miles looks at the outstretched hand, then to uncle Aaron, then to the boy in front of him again. “I’m not gonna help you kill an innocent person.” Just then Miles violently glitches. This one leaves him reeling on the floor, holding his sides in pain.

“Never said I was gonna kill him, but from the looks of it, cabrón,” he took a step forward and leaned down to meet his face.“You don’t really have a choice, do you? You don’t know where the lab is pendejo and from the looks of it,” he leans in even closer to whisper in his ear “you don’t have much time.”

Miles chews his lip while lost in thought, but eventually sighs, “You torture or kill or hurt this guy in any way, I’m out. Okay?”

Prowler once again puts his hand out for him to shake, “You have my word spider boy.”

“Spiderman.” Miles reluctantly shakes his hand , “It’s spiderman.”

“Whatever man.” Prowler's mask goes up “Just try to keep up.” Then he takes off. Miles looks at Uncle Aaron. Aaron gives him a nod which he returns, then Miles goes after him.

#miguel o'hara #across the spiderverse #astv #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #miguel spiderverse #miguel x reader #spiderman 2099 #spiderman 2099 x reader #miles morales #prowler miles #miles morales prowler

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stuffnonsenseandotherthings · 5 months

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Castaway Diva - Wrap Up Review

I'm not quite sure what it was, but something about Castaway Diva felt like something of a throw back to the K-drama golden age of the early 2010s. Perhaps it was the plot(s - there were a lot of them), perhaps it was the characters (who were both deeply traumatised and wonderfully carefree), perhaps it was the way it was a simply just very fun watch (as long as you didn't think about it too hard, once you started asking questions things got a little holey).

Overall I did have a good time watching this; I liked the characters, I enjoyed their different dynamics, I even liked some of the songs, which is not normally the case for me with musical dramas but Dream Us is now on a playlist and I've looked up a few of the other songs too. The story itself was a relatively fun ride too, although it did suffer from being, for lack of a better phrase, very over stuffed. Domestic abuse, identity theft, the politics of the Korean entertainment industry, a social re-intergration plotline, a love triangle, and more all jostled for screen time and dominance and there were definitely times when it felt like were two completely different dramas going on at once, ones which just happened to be sharing sets and a cast. That feeling only grew as the drama progressed, unfortunately, along with the suspicion that, because Castaway Diva couldn't decide on what it wanted to be, both major plotlines suffered as a result.

One thing I did really enjoy the whole way through was the cast. Park Eun Bin was as stunning as always (although for the first 2 episodes it did sometimes feel like she was trying to shake off the last vestiges of Extraordinary Attorney Woo); it was great to see Chae Jong Hyeop in a lead role again; and Hakyeon impressed a lot as the second male lead with an actual heart of gold. I also really enjoyed Kim Hyo Jin as Kim Ran Joo, it was my first time seeing her in any role and she definitely left a very positive impression, so positive that I'm planning to keep an eye on what she does next.

Equally impressive as the adults were Lee Re as young Mok Ha and Moon Woo Jin as young Ki Ho, both of whom put on such compelling performances that I almost wished we could have had a drama solely dedicated to their lives on the island. Their performances and plotline were some of the highlights of the entire show for me and perhaps therein lies the main problem: the first episode was so impactful but so different from everything that came after it that my mind kept drifting back to those first 60 minutes and wanting more, wanting it so much that the fact that there wasn't more felt like a genuine loss, the loss of a very different, much darker, much more serious drama-that-could-have-been.

TLDR Stats

🎧 Music: 7.5/10 - Dream Us is on repeat and the other songs weren't skipped.

🎭 Acting: 8.5/10 - They carried the many plots and they carried them well.

📑 Story: 7.0/10 - The writers should have picked one story to focus on instead of trying to shoehorn two very different it's into one drama. The bits we got of each drama were pretty good and would only have got better if the focus was solely on them.

👩‍⚖️ Overall: 7.5/10 - I enjoyed it while I was watching it but I doubt I'll be watching it again.

🙆‍♀️ Rec for: People who are looking for a relatively light, uncomplicated watch with highly enjoyable chemistry between characters although be warned the first episode is anything but light.

🙅‍♀️ Wreck for: People who like to ask the question "why?" when watching dramas.

#k-drama #castaway diva #k-drama review #castaway diva review #wrap up review

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incarnateirony · 3 months

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She... she lifted half my playlist... and still won't onboard the fucking information.

You know what, the ones that ARENT my style are more like, ways for her to destroy herself so you know what yeah just. Brainwash yourself to that playlist on your last beat in the soundbar soul while you suddenly fucking care about music. Like magic.

You are being replaced.

The harder she tries to argue against this, the more she simply mirrors me, over and over again, because it's literally all she has left.

You can't copy my Life

You can't copy my identity

You can't copy my crafts

you can't copy and paste hun.

I can copy and paste over you though and it seems to be working at an expontential rate while you keep trying to slap back against the truth, only to sit here step after step trying to mimic my paces. Because guess what. Again, it's all we left you with.

You've never talked about these things, Shealyn, you realize that. It's once again you emulating me, only this time, it's because I have my hand so far up your ass you don't even know where your own thoughts start anymore, much less your own craft or path.

The Toxic Situation you are in is you refusing to let go of your delusional barbie dreamworld and actually process the grief of the divorce, and the fact that you signed yourself to the cult in my image you made, that I keep trying to disband, and you won't.

That's your Toxic Situation.

Figure it out, dipshit. You can't stop it by meditating yourself into my wavelength, that makes it worse. There's literally only one way out of the "Toxic Situation", but you don't wanna do it. Because you. You're the Toxin.

You, what you chose, lied about, built an entire illusion to, tributed to me, obsessed over me, dug your hole here for three fucking years, and doing some of THE titanically dumbest magical identity theft I've ever fucking seen. That's your Toxic Situation, and you literally refuse to unsign from it or process out the toxin, so we're going to keep eating you from inside, and you're going to whine about the toxins, and it's all your own fucking doing, and you're too damaged make the simple choice to stop it.

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theboarsbride · 1 year

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Det. Selene Radcliff - Character Bio

Name: Det. Selene Valerie Radcliffe

Age: 28 years old.

Identity: Aromantic bisexual female.

Family: Arthur and Genevieve "Jen" Radcliffe (parents). Wayne and Katherine Dietrich (maternal grandparents).

Personality: Determined, independent, hard-working, cynical, capable, pessimistic, rational, selfish.

Bio: With being a mute girl from an unstable home in the Wisconsin north woods, it's always been a primary goal for Selene to prove herself as a strong, capable, and independent person. Her father was away with work in the city of Milwaukee, working as a detective, and her mother was always out working various odds and ends jobs to make ends meet, so most of Selene's childhood consisted of being raised by her grandparents. So, she was very well-acquainted with fending for herself from a young age. And she knew she wanted to be a detective, to be a respectable server of the law like her well-respected and loved father.

She attended school in Madison, earning a degree in Criminal Justice and Psychology, as well as a minor in Forensic Sciences, and she did become a detective... or at least a criminal investigator in charge of investigating small crimes like petty thefts, small drug deals, and domestic disputes. She always gave everything 110%, to prove herself a capable detective and to spite the cops that look down on her for being mute, a woman, and believing her to hold privilege for being the daughter of a prolific detective. Everything she did was fueled by the need to feel like a good, strong person... not to actually be a good person.

With being a mute girl from a small town that was desperate for connection, big city life was jarring for her, which is what lead to her developing a relationship with Lowell Volkov. Their romance was VERY brief, breaking off not long after it started once Lowell started to become more aggressive and angry... and not long after the breakup, the murders started...

...as did the nightmares.

Selene began to have horrible nightmares that were oozing with blood and red, filled with the screams of Lowell's victims (their heads being replaced with those of bloody, mutilated lambs) as she started to blame herself for his murders... that maybe if she'd stayed with him, he wouldn't have been compelled to turn to a life of killing.

So, she starts to hunt Lowell--and he comes to hunt her. Not to bring him to justice, but to atone for her own maddening guilt. Detective and murderer... they become each other's predator and prey.

The only rock keeping her stable is her cat Gus and Detective Apollo Esposito, her partner, confidante, and current lover.

Faceclaim: Jodie Foster

Spotify playlist:

#Spotify

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bitwynn · 1 year

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Playlist Clips

These are just short snippets inbetween the main fics and action, like those 4komas in mangas. Although the entire Playlist series is literally just (mostly) snippets inbetween the main action of running for your life away from the "fire nation". Also, yes its not lost on me that the entire thing is VERY similar to ATLA because, while they are running for their lives, a lot of the eps are very chill lol

Blue for Barbara, Yellow/Gold for Zhongli, Green for Wanderer, red for Diluc, Italics is Reader/General, Combined is Everyone. Colors only used for singing parts.

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"No, no, no-- you don't just move your hand down, you're drawing a heart! Like-- half of one. Here, like this."

Barbara takes a step back, as you demonstrate. You hum as you dance, getting to the mentioned dance move.

"...I wanna know, know, know, know,"

"What is love!"

And with a swish of your hand, Barbara nods in understanding. "See? Just like that." After a moment of silence, she nods to herself.

"What if I do a little something like this?"

She does the move, drawing a half heart in the heart. But as she does so, hydro energy trails after her finger and actually drawing the heart in the air.

"Oh my god Barbara, that's actually perfect!"

She giggles as she waves away the energy into a mist of twinkling stars. "Its all thanks to you, really. I couldn't have become such a wonderful idol and Vision holder without you!"

"Awh, you're too sweet Barbs."

You could almost see the sweat drop form as she says these next words. "Although, I'd preferably become a better idol without the threat of death everywhere we go." "Gomen."

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You were hauled over Diluc’s shoulder, as you two were running from the Treasure Hoarders you encountered while picking fruits. Wanderer was providing cover as Diluc ran, dark slashes of wind trailing down on the enemy.

But, you really needed these Hoarders off your tail and running while Wanderer wildly blasts air at them won't really do much. Diluc knows this as well, as he tightens his grip on you and puts on his game face.

"Hold on."

And as you scramble to find a good grip, Diluc skids to a stop-- practically drifting as he turns to face them. They couldn't know what was coming for them as Diluc suddenly showers them in a rain of throwing knives. All that was left to do was for Wanderer to finish them off. With a great leap, he jumps onto a tree and starts running on errant branches to reach camp.

Diluc sighs as he hears you start to giggle in his ear. "What is it this time?"

"Na na na na na na na, naaa na na na na na na, BATMAN!"

He sighs again, a smile forming on his face. No matter how much he denies it, he can see the comparison.

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"Augh, Archons! Even babies can speak better Inazuman than you!" Wanderer was fuming as you sat with him near the fire. "The i in 'sekai' is silent, and its not pronounced like a bird caw, you imbecile!"

You wilt in your seat. "Man, I was just introducing you to a song!"

"Well, the song is in Inazuman! You think I'd just shut up here and listen to your screeching as you butcher my language?!"

Sheepish, you poke your fingers together. "Jeez, I was right to introduce you to this song..."

He raises an eyebrow. "And why is that?"

Looking away, a wry smile blooms on your face. "Because you really are the 'ichiban ohimesama'..."

"I'm going to strangle you now." "Fair."

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He finds you in the dead of night, tears rolling down your face. He sits beside you, pressing a warm, tiny cup of tea into your hands. You curl up tighter in your balled up position, leeching off as much warmth as you can from your tea.

Zhongli's shoulder presses beside yours as he takes in a breath.

"Leaves from the vine, falling so slow,"

This pries a short laugh out of you, wet and harsh. A small, sad smile graces his lips.

"Like fragile tiny shells, drifting in the foam,"

You sniffle, wiping away some of your tears. "This'll only make me feel worse y'know?"

He hums. "I've found that... the catharsis in the reminiscing of old memories is much better than stewing in your grief." Zhongli looks down into his steaming tea. "Life must go on, even if we're without them."

You take a sip of the tea he brought you. "Do you ever stop missing them?" It's chamomile.

"No."

"Will it ever stop hurting?"

"The pain will fade."

You look at him, tears having dried on your face. "Then... I guess we'll be okay."

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vainilla-milk · 2 years

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masterlist | 3. levitating | next chapter

tags: sfw, fluff, confrontation

wordcount: 2.5k

♫ playlist ♫

The tension that enveloped you in the car was suffocating, especially for Reiner. You looked at him out of the corner of your eye from time to time, the trip was taking forever. Behind you came that girl who stopped you in the parking lot of the restaurant.

You felt your body tremble with nerves, you weren't at all someone who liked violent confrontations. It's not that you were attributing to Reiner any characteristics linked to physical violence, it's just that being angry he looks too intimidating. You could hear his breathing, his exhale was loud as well as his sighs, his scowl was intense. He looks angry but honestly, you were a little uncomfortable with the uncertainty of what he was going to do.

At times you would glance sideways at the car behind you, it was almost right next to Reiner's car, both on their way to Daz's house. Suddenly you were noticing the change of scenery, you were beginning to reach the less luxurious area of the city. The apartments that you saw were quite old buildings that showed a lack of maintenance.

You'd be feeling sorry for the man if it weren't for the fact that you were driving to his apartment because you found out he scammed women using your date's identity. Reiner approached the building Samuel had pointed out to him earlier, as well as the number of the floor where he lives. He didn't intend to go upstairs and sneak into his apartment, but in case Daz was reluctant to come down, he would have to go and force the meeting himself. The girl behind you parked nearby and got out of the car shortly after you. The three of you stood at the entrance to the building and Reiner turned to you softening his gaze.

"Can I borrow your phone?"

You looked at him confused, the tension was making you a little slow to comply with what you were being told. Reiner seemed to understand.

"It's to call Daz, because most likely from my number he won't call me back"

A slight "Oh" came out of your mouth and you moved your hands to get your phone out of your purse, however you remembered that you had blocked Daz after that disastrous and fraudulent date you had with him.

You warned Reiner while looking for Daz's contact to unblock it, you felt you were too clumsy being under the watchful eye of your date and the woman who had been scammed by Daz.

"Here" you held out your arm to the blond giving him your phone. Reiner took it and started calling Daz.

Surprisingly it didn't take that long to answer, it would have been a surprise from Reiner's phone, but actually seeing as the call was made from your number, it wasn't really that surprising.

"(Y/N)?"

Hearing the voice of that guy gave you a feeling of rejection, remembering how bad it was with him because of his dishonesty. The tension was starting to get even thicker.

"Daz, it's Reiner"

You saw the girl near you snort impatiently looking around.

"I need you to come down NOW, so you can explain to me why the fuck you've been asking for money in MY name"

Hearing Reiner so angry was terrifying, actually that change in his voice made him look more imposing. You hoped never ever to have an argument with him, the idea sounds terrifying.

"Listen, I don't want your fucking excuses. Come down here and show your face instead of hiding like a coward" the conversation between Reiner and Daz was going on, the blond man was losing all patience. "You better come down now if you don't want me to press charges for scamming and identity theft"

He hangs up. His gaze first searched for you, his frown softening at the sight of you, then he looks to the other girl for more news about Daz.

"He'll be down in a moment and explain everything, I'll make sure you get your money back" he says to her neutrally, but you know deep down, he's trying to control his anger. You could have sworn fifteen minutes had passed, time was passing too slowly for you, but in reality it was only three minutes before the man of the hour deigned to show up. Your pair of gazes fell heavily upon him.

"I… Uhmmm… Hi" he greeted awkwardly.

"Let's get the formalities out of the way, they're not necessary" interrupts the blond seriously. "You're going to tell us all the shit you've done usurping MY identity, and we're not leaving here until you pay her back." He turned his gaze to the girl accompanying you, now that you remembered, you hadn't introduced yourself in the parking lot and you didn't know her name.

"Emma" you hear, the name uttered by the aging man in front of you.

The girl had an angry and impatient look on her face, she approached Daz with her arms crossed.

"Okay, so you're the idiot who cheated me and stole money?"

The trip down the avenue was silent, you didn't know whether to say uncomfortable, but clearly there was something in the atmosphere that didn't let you enjoy the silence in its entirety. Maybe it was the mental exhaustion of having had to deal with all the mess Daz had left behind. Reiner could feel the same, even frustration that the night hadn't gone as planned, he hoped you hadn't lost interest in him because of the incident with Emma and Daz earlier.

When you arrive at the apartment, silence follows you all the way from the parking lot to the elevator, neither of you really knew how to restart a conversation. You had no idea what they intended to do once inside Reiner's apartment.

When you walk in, you find a nice and tidy apartment, much cozier than you thought it would be. Reiner looks at you as he hangs his jacket on the coat rack at the entrance.

"Can I get you something to drink?" he asks hesitantly, just to break the eternal silence.

You turn to look at him and smile kindly. "Sure, maybe some tea?" you suggest sheepishly.

Reiner responds to your smile and goes to the kitchen to fill the kettle with water. You follow close behind him to chat a bit.

"We could say that at least this first date will never be forgotten" you joked. The amber-eyed man looks at you for a moment, then his gaze returns to the kettle to plug it in.

"First?" he questions, you doubt for a moment if maybe you screwed up by continuing to indirectly talk about what happened a while back, but Reiner cuts off your thoughts before you could speculate further. "You're not upset?"

The question takes you by surprise, Reiner looks at you dubiously and continues at your null answer.

"I don't know, I mean, I thought maybe this might have dampened your interest in dating me again a little" your eyes widen at his hesitation and you answer him immediately.

"Reiner, none of what happened was your fault. Daz was a jerk to cheat and con people, and just because he used your identity doesn't transfer responsibility for his actions to you" you blurt out, your words relax the man and he smiles tiredly.

"Fuck, I guess it's obvious, I shouldn't have asked"

"Believe me, if I had lost interest, I would have asked you to go drop me off at my house" you console him.

Reiner prepares two cups of tea and brings them into the living room, you sit on the sofa next to him and drink from your cup carefully. The silence returns, but this time it is comforting.

"I'm glad to know I'll at least have more chances to ask you out, it sounds like something out of a dream that I'm dating a girl I met in the middle of the road" he laughed vaguely.

"United by misfortune" you joked back.

The tea was beginning to have a calming and relaxing effect on the two of you, sleep made its presence known quite soon. Perhaps the night could have been longer and more comfortable, but the scuffle left you both quite tired.

After you finished your cups, you got up and took your toothbrush out of your bag to go brush in the bathroom. When you finished brushing, Reiner went to the bathroom door to look for you.

"I have the guest room ready, I left you some extra blankets in case you get cold"

You can't help but arch an eyebrow when you hear him, Reiner seems to catch your look of suspicion.

"I'm sorry" he scratches the back of his neck, avoiding your gaze. "Actually, I don't think you're going to sleep with me on just one date. I mean, if you want to sleep with me I don't mind, but-" his voice wobbled nervously and unsure as he spoke and his face turned progressively red.

You can't help but let out a laugh, you're so delighted with him.

"You're quite adorable" you smile at him. "Thank you"

Reiner gives you a gawking smile in response. "So… I'll see you in the morning." His hands gently cradle your face and he rests his lips on your forehead, giving you a warm kiss. "Good night"

You say goodbye to him too and go into the bedroom, curl up in bed and sigh like a teenager in love. It's not until you fall sound asleep that your smile at last slowly begins to fade.

You wake up early, the sun's rays faintly shining through the window. You remember your appointment from the day before and smile as you stretch. You check your phone to see the time, it's early. You hear some sounds outside the room, you assume it's Reiner, so you get up and leave the room, not caring that you were disheveled.

The first thing you see, is his back in the kitchen as he is taking out cups and cutlery, he is preparing breakfast. Reiner turns to the table and meets your gaze, he smiles kindly at you and you notice wrinkles forming in his eyes, you find him quite attractive.

"Good morning" he greets you cheerfully. You greet him back as you approach the kitchen.

"It smells delicious" you tell him, certainly, the breakfast he was making was already making your stomach growl.

"I really forgot to ask you last night what things you like for breakfast, I hope I don't disappoint you with this" he mentions surveying the table with some uncertainty.

You smile and tell him not to worry, then help him set the table to finally have breakfast.

It was a warm and delightful chat watched by faint rays of the morning sun streaming through the window.

While drinking your coffee, Reiner receives a message.

"It's Emma" he tells you as he stares at his phone screen with a furrowed brow. You could sense what was about to happen.

"I see something coming up related to Daz" you mention before bringing the fork with food to your mouth.

"Apparently so" you hear him say. Reiner sighs wearily, his patience was already at its limit with Daz. "She says that in the end Daz blocked her, instead of transferring her, as they had agreed before we left"

You watch the blond man carefully, clearly you could see his mind scheming some plan to make Daz pay for all the bad time he did.

"You know," he continued "he's had enough of me, and to top it off, him using my image just makes me feel like shit" he rant trying not to raise his voice so much out of anger. "That's it, I'll report him. His fucking scams could drag me into more trouble"

Your eyebrows raise with trouble, when his gaze catches your expression, it turns to one of concern.

"I'm sorry" he apologizes immediately. "This is weighing me down, I should have saved it for when we weren't at least in the middle of breakfast"

"Reiner, it's okay. I don't mind if you want to talk about it, it's not like I'm oblivious to all this trouble" you smile comfortingly at him. "Besides, he made me lose money too. I wouldn't mind seeing him pay through the law"

The man in front of you lets out a light chuckle that makes your stomach tingle.

"Yeah, I'm sure you're dying to see him have a hard time"

You laugh and agree with him before going back to eating. Reiner texts Emma back before putting his phone away and goes back to concentrating on finishing his breakfast.

After you both finished, you wanted to help him wash the dishes, but he strongly objected.

"Oh, please" you roll your eyes. Reiner smiles teasingly at you.

"Hey, you're my date yet. I won't make you do the dishes, maybe when you're my girlfriend I will"

Your cheeks change uncontrollably to a reddish color, Reiner smiles again, this time with victory.

"Do you have anything to do in the afternoon? I mean, in case you want to stay for lunch" you hear him say as you clear the table a bit.

"I'd love to stay, but I have some work to finish" you reply with disappointment. Reiner nods with understanding. "You don't mind if I ask you to drive me home?" you ask shyly.

You feel hands clinging to your waist securely, while at your temple you can feel a breath tapping against your skin.

"Of course I don't mind" you hear from his gravelly voice, immediately he kisses your temple and goes back to finishing the dishes.

You smile to yourself feeling the butterflies in your stomach not stop fluttering. You deeply wished you could stay and hated yourself for not having finished all your things before the date.

After a while you were on your way home in Reiner's car, both of you chatting calmly, ignoring everything Reiner would do next against Daz. You sighed with disappointment when you saw how they were already a few yards from your home, but it's not like you could do anything, unless you wanted to lose your job but it wasn't something you were willing to do.

"Well, I guess I'll see you another day" you comment.

"Yeah, I guess so" he replies.

You both remain silent, one quite tense. You didn't know what to do, so you prepared to get out of the vehicle.

"Alright, goodbye..." you say goodbye sheepishly.

"Wait!" he stops you with his hand clinging to your wrist.

When you turn to look at him, you feel his amber eyes pierce through you with ease. His face moves closer to yours and you freeze as you watch the distance between the two of you close, and then you feel it, his warm lips molding to yours with all the care in the world. You reciprocate quickly seeking even more contact than you had and let the electricity run through you from head to toe, until you decide to pull apart before further increasing the heat you both felt.

"Have a nice evening" he whispers with his lips still close to yours.

Your gaze is lost in his and you let out a slight "yes" wrapped in a stunned laugh, as if that kiss had made you oblivious to reality. You wake up shaking your head slightly and get out of the car clumsily.

Reiner doesn't miss an opportunity to brag and winks at you before setting off.

"Fuck" you sigh groggily with your cheeks flushed.

After a short walk absorbed in a pink and rainbow-filled world, you enter your home and head to your room. You collapse on the bed smiling up at the ceiling, you wanted to repeat the occasion, so you pull out your phone to text Reiner and arrange another date for another outing.

You get up so you can go finish your unfinished homework, humming and sighing in your happy pink world.

note: i'm so so so so sorrrrrrrryyyyyy for the delay😩😩

taglist: @madamxrose @chaotic-nick @thanks-for-the-emsomnia @bealiz13

#reiner x reader #reiner x you #reiner x y/n #reiner braun x reader #reiner braun x y/n #aot imagines #aot x reader #aot fanfiction #aot warriors #reiner braun x you #reiner braun fic #reiner brainrot #snk x reader

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bzedan · 1 year

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April! Continuing my little bonus challenge of meaningful numbers, this playlist is 4 hours and 0 minutes long (my 40th birthday was this month).

Being my birthday month, this playlist was all about indulging myself with some oft-played faves mixed with ancient nostalgia, while also threading through a little bit of self-discovery vibes? Existing at this age wasn't something I could really conceptualize when listening to 'Barracuda' for the first time, I was just getting by day-to-day.

Anyway! A lot of songs from my most beloved records and tapes growing up, but with all the things I've fallen in love with since (did you know I was finally able to learn who Dio was thanks to hearing it on a radio station in Grand Theft Auto: Vice City Stories.

That's not to say there are a bunch of new favourites in here; 'Damocles' by Medusa is sparkling new and absolutely slaps in a way that I wish I could send to young me who hadn't even heard rock as hard as 'Time of the Season' yet, but who would play harpsichord records loudly, paving the mental pathways for listening to Wendy Carlos' The Well-Tempered Synthesizer (deeply unavailable online). I will note that I'd heard rock before The Zombies, but I don't think the piano music to 'White Rabbit' is quite the same thing, really.

Related media to some of the songs:

If you like Stromae's 'Alors On Danse' then there's a Tiny Desk Concert for you with another mix of the song (it's at 8:03).

'ボクにインビテーション' (Boku ni Inbitēshon, "Invitation to Me") by JP is from Shirokuma Cafe, an anime worth hunting up (it's animals who work and visit a cafe! there are puns that can't be localised but they translate them well!).

'Violin Concerto in G Major, Op. 8, No. 2: I. Allegro' is from Chevalier, which is in theatres now and I look forward to seeing when I can watch it at home, here's a trailer. And here's the Tumblr post that hipped me to the movie coming out.

Anyway here's a link to April's playlist on Spotify, with the track list below.

Also embedded, if you like that sort of thing:

'Meet Me In The Middle (Ky Vöss Mix)' - Boy Jr.

'Sometimes I Think I Hate Myself' - Dead On A Sunday

'Damocles' - Medusa

'Sister Christian' - Night Ranger

'It Can't Come Quickly Enough' - Scissor Sisters

Alors On Danse - 90's Remix' - Stromae

'Talkin' Bout' - Thumpasaurus

'Barracuda' - Heart

'Crimson and Clover' - Joan Jett & the Blackhearts

'Time of the Season' - The Zombies

'From The Morning' - Let's Eat Grandma

'Magic Carpet Ride' - Steppenwolf

'The Pusher' - Steppenwolf

'Holy Diver' - Dio

'(I'm Not Your) Steppin' Stone - 2006 Remaster' - The Monkees

'Magic Man' - Heart

'The Last in Line' - Dio

'I Am a Rock' - Simon & Garfunkel

'The Weight' - Smith

'This Diamond Ring' - Gary Lewis & The Playboys

'Grease - From â€œGreaseâ€' - Frankie Valli

'To Love Somebody' - Bee Gees

'It's My Party' - Lesley Gore

'My Kink is Karma' - Chappell Roan

'Good Tonight' - Izzy Perri

'Blue Monday' - Orgy

'Five O'clock World' - The Vogues

'Leader Of The Pack' - The Shangri-Las

'Earth Angel' - The Penguins

'Son of a Preacher Man' - Dusty Springfield

'Devil Came Down the Dance Floor (feat. Amber Martin)' - Jake Shears

'If U Seek Amy' - Britney Spears

'Central City Freestyle' - Big Freedia

'Dark Night' - The Blasters

'I Think We're Alone Now - Single Version' - Tommy James & The Shondells

'Chaeri' - Magdalena Bay

'On A Roll' - Ashley O

'Career Boy' - Dorian Electra

'Better To Find Out For Yourself' - Buffy Sainte-Marie

'Mamma Mia' - String Tribute Players

'Chemical' - Post Malone

'The Shoop Shoop Song (It's In His Kiss)' - Betty Everett

'ボクにインビテーション' (Boku ni Inbitēshon, "Invitation to Me") - SUPER OMOTENASHI BEATS vol.1 ver' - JP

'Tell Him - Single Version' - The Exciters

'Visions' - Guilhem Desq

'I Love You Always Forever' - Donna Lewis

'I Think You've Got Your Fools Mixed Up' - Brenton Wood

'Identity Crisis' - Jarina De Marco

'I Don't Wanna Be Funny Anymore' - Lucy Dacus

'Psychos' - Jenny Lewis

'Underwater' - Sun's Signature

'Violin Concerto in G Major, Op. 8, No. 2: I. Allegro - From "Chevalier"' - Joseph Bologne, Chevalier de Saint-Georges

'So Good Right Now' - Fall Out Boy

'Chan Chan' - Buena Vista Social Club

'White Rabbit' - Jefferson Airplane

'Mr Blue' - Yazoo

'Synthesizer' - Electric Six

'Crazy On You' - Heart

'Sonido Amazonico' - Los Mirlos

'Coconut' - Harry Nilsson

'Oranges and Lemons' - Book Of Love

'Season of the Witch' - Donovan

'If I'm Dancing' - Britney Spears

'All Night Long (All Night) - Single Version' - Lionel Richie

'Year Of Living Dangerously' - Scissor Sisters

#meche makes playlists #syndicated from subscription sites #playlists #taking pictures for 25 years and also having a partner of two decades who was a professional photographer is #I think I do have images of me in every format but glass and tin plate #but what I have *to hand* for quick shitpost covers is more limited #Spotify

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suncklet · 1 year

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I will give u million dollar to talk about ur oc universes please~

Omg for realsies...?

I've talked about MISC. the most so it's up first: MISC. is a universe set in a world where the 80's didn't go away but instead got more obnoxious with a slightly darker color pallet. Weird characters walk the streets and there's close to everything (except centaurs sorry). The plot centers around the 5 main characters accidentally uncovering a secret militia working to turn the city government against the citizens in order to completely take it over to begin a nation-wide takeover. Hijinks ensue including: -Kidnapping -Identity Theft -Regular Theft -Elder Abuse -There's an alien somewhere -Someone dies (temporarily) -Someone dies (permanently)

It's meant to be more of a comic, if I ever do anything with it, I've drawn comic pages for it but I'm not too thrilled about a lot of them so instead here's some of my favorite images from this universe:

The Leaves This Season is my largest and most complete universe, as I consider it to be my most developed! Inspired by old fairytales and folktales, the plot follows two young boys lead through the Deep Woods after being separated from both friend and limbs. Escorted by mysterious fae housed in innocuous objects, they uncover what is causing the delay between seasons. The story is actually separated into 2 perspectives! : Bucky and Clawfoot are the duo of the youngest child who cannot walk after losing his legs to the monster that separated him from his friend, and a "blackwell" with a porcelain white clawfoot tub for a shell who acts as his transportation. Darcy and Cuppy are the duo of the eldest child who lost his arm during the event, and a blackwell who lends him a hand on their travels. They meet a number of characters before confronting Mother Nature and Father Time themselves before reuniting. It's a story with dark themes though very little actual depicted violence. This is probably my favorite universe due to the comfy yet contemplative tone it has. I put a ton of parallels and (though unintended) allegories within the writing, plot, and the characters themselves. I could talk about it for days-- But instead I'll share some actual quotes from the very real chapters I have written!

Also, it has a spotify playlist! I may have fucked up the number last time i mentioned it but the spotify playlist is 8 hours long. so yeah this is all ur getting for now feel free to put another coin in the slot for more.

#ocs #oc #pleading emoji you like ?#those quotes are literally my favorite i love love love TLTS #unfortunately the acronym is also used for the looneytoons show so LOL LMAO oops #I have more universes but these r the ones i feel like sharing teehee

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uzuneapologist · 2 years

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Do you have a song for Kazuaki/Hitori?

i do! going down the hitori playlist is head on (hold on to your heart) by man man

although writing this i realize you might mean their relationship (identity theft makes things confusing) in which case here's crushed out on soda beach by the scary jokes

#i also have a quail bfs playlist.#frowerssx2 #sammy speaks #hatoful boyfriend #hatoful boyfriend spoilers #potentially

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clevercoinage · 5 months

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