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fanficbarbie · 6 months

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❝one thing about me, i aint taking no shit❞

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A/N: hi. did y'all hear 1989 tv? it was really good. also, i blacked out (happy halloween) so, sorry this chapter is late. i really have nothing to say other than this isn’t edited so ignore any mistakes. please leave feedback in the comments ★ ˙ᵕ˙ liv

Chapter Summary: joel and the sweetest baker have their first fight. the sweetest baker rethinks if she wants to be with joel.

Chapter Warnings: angst, language, alcohol, slight age gap (F!MC and Joel are 6 years apart), symptoms of anxiety and depression, lmk if i forgot something.

Series Tags: chef! Joel, single! father Joel, no outbreak! Joel Miller, slow burn, dual-pov, fluff, flirting, friendship, eventually established relationship, eventual smut, original character, black!fem!MC, no y/n.

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Time seemingly taunts me on Tuesday afternoon with a slow bakery and 3 employees. The fretting about the pie recipe paid off and the bakery made it into the Chicago Tribune for best fall treats. We sold out of pickup orders the next day but no one wants to get their pies this early in the week.

My mind drifts watching Ellie’s slow and methodical paint strokes. I wonder what her biological parents did to have that much talent weaved through her DNA. Dina sits on the floor next to her, reading her an astrology book. The two girls appear sickly in love and I smile, standing from the chair.

The iPad next to me dings and I'm reminded that it’s 11:15 a.m., time to start baking birthday treats for Mayor Thomas’ annual fall bash. I mentally run through the list in my head. They asked for chocolate cupcakes with pumpkins on them. It’s simple, Imogen.

I feel like I’m losing it as I walk back towards the kitchen. When I enter the room, two of my employees are sitting, aimlessly tapping away on their phones. Furying climbs up my shoulders when I realize I’m paying them to play video games on their phones back here. “Look alive, ladies,” I snip, walking over to the cupcake storage.

They both both their phones away, apologizing profusely. “It’s fine. You can make up for it by helping me ice two hundred cupcakes,” I say nonchalantly and I hear nothing but groans in return.

I shuffle around the kitchen grabbing all the necessary tools before popping my headphones in. If I have to ice two hundred cupcakes, I’m damn sure going to be doing it while listening to “1989 (Taylor’s Version).”

I click my favorite vault track and smile when the music fills my head. My body uses muscle memory as I buzz around, filling the piping bags with icing. Since the cupcakes are already done and cooled, it takes little to no effort for me to decorate them. Nearly half of the album plays and my pan is done in half of the girls' time. But I created the recipe so of course it is.

Carefully, I place the cupcakes aside until they’re ready for pickup. My heels click on the pink tile beneath me as I walk back to the front to check on the girls. When I round the corner, I hear Chloe talking on the phone. Her shoulders are hunched over; her body language for ‘I’m dealing with a shitty customer.”

I creep behind her as best as possible but she hears the sound of my shoes against the floor, slowly turning around. She tries her hardest to manage the situation herself but after seeing her struggle, I extend my hand for the phone. She puts it in my palm, giving me a silent thank you before returning to her task.

“I’m sorry, this is Imogen Scott. I’m the owner. Can you explain the situation again?” I speak into the receiver.

“Hi Imogen, it’s Rebecca. Mayor Thomas’ assistant,” she speaks frantically.

I nod, pacing slightly around the bakery. “Oh hi, I just finished the cupcakes. You’re still scheduled for the 2 p.m. pickup, right?” I confirm with her.

She kisses her teeth and lets out a small sigh. “About that,” she starts.

I shake my head, panic starting to cause a tightening in my chest. “No. No, no, no. Don’t do this to me, Rebecca,” I plead.

“I’m sorry. The Thomas’ just tested positive for COVID,” she elaborates and I sigh.

I can’t be mad because someone is sick but what are we supposed to do with two hundred cupcakes? “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry,” I express sympathy for the family.

“Mayor Thomas sends his sincere apologies and promises to pay for the full order,” Rebecca apologizes for her boss.

Oh, he doesn’t have a choice. I understand emergencies but I’m definitely charging every last penny to the government. “That’s great but I still have… you know what, it’s not your problem. Have a good afternoon,” I say clicking the end button on the phone.

When I turn around, Chloe is still standing nearby, awaiting the tea. “So I have some good news and some bad news,” I tell her.

“Good news first,” she requests.

I press my eyes closed, trying to push away the oncoming migraine from this fiasco. “Situation is handled and they’re still paying for the full order,” I tell her, and she high-fives me for charging them my worth.

Chloe smiles and nods. “Awesome! Now the bad,” she waves for me to continue with her hand.

“We have to figure out how to distribute two hundred perishable cupcakes before closing,” I quickly spit out.

Dina seemingly overhears my phone call and stands while Chloe greets the customers who’ve just entered the shop. When Dina is in front of me, she shrugs. “That’s easy, every customer gets a free cupcake with purchase,” she says nonchalantly.

“That’s great for 50 of them. It’s so slow and I don’t want to count on that,” I explain, gesturing towards the bakery.

Chloe hums in response before taking care of the customers who’ve just approached the counter. “What can I get y’all today?” she asks gleefully.

“Two dozen cookies. Half sugar, half chocolate chip,” the woman speaks for the group.

“Wow, sounds like you’re going to a big party,” I say over Chloe’s shoulder, handing her some boxes.

A younger and quite frankly attractive man steps up in front of me. “Office meeting,” he flirts with a wink.

On any other day, I might flirt back with him out of boredom. But the more I look at his smirk, the more I find it disgusting. Joel’s smirk is suggestive like he already knows what I want. I’m starving to wake up next to Joel and I’d rather die than wake up to the man in front of me.

My vision blurs as I allow Chloe to get them checked out and out of the store with their box of free cupcakes. After she wipes the glass counter top she pauses, turning around to face me. “What about Dina’s book club at the school?”

I think back to my drunk shenanigans and the fact that I almost laid hands on a parent while in that building. “I’m not going back into that place until Christmas time,” I complain before turning my head towards Dina.

“Either you take them or have James bring them to you when he clocks in,” I urge her to pass on the directions and Dina mutters agreeing responses.

I step in front of the counter, surveying what supplies we have left. We’re almost sold out, so the cupcakes will come to good use. “I’m going to drop some off at the Austin. Maybe their employees can take them home,” I tell her, rotating on my heels to face Ellie and Dina. “Girls, no–”

“Drinking, drugs, sex. Got it,” Ellie groans the mantra I’ve drilled into her head from her spot on the floor.

Chloe’s face lights up with a smile after processing the information. “That’s a good idea,” she praises.

“Thanks! Text me if you need anything. I shouldn’t be long,” I tell her, grabbing a large pink box to put the sweet treats in.

My body is filled with a giddy feeling thinking about the possibility of seeing him for the first time since Friday. And honestly, I’ve never been more excited to see someone.

The elevator dings to let me know that I’m on the floor of the Austin. I step off confidently carrying the boxes of treats up to the host stand. “Welcome to the Austin. I’m assuming you have a reservation,” he welcomes me into the restaurant.

The deja vu from my birthday hits me like a truck and I shake my head. “Oh, no. I’m here to see Chef Miller,” I reply.

The host looks at the boxes in my hands and then back up at me. “Do you have an appointment?” he asks with a raised eyebrow.

“No, but,” I start before I’m cut off.

“I’m sorry. I can’t let you back there. If you want to schedule an appointment with him, maybe he’d be willing to try your,” he pauses to look skeptically through the clear cover on top of the pink box. “Cupcakes,” he says disappointingly.

Yeah, well no fucking cupcakes for you asshole. “He’s already tried my cupcakes, his daughter–” I cut myself off to take a deep breath and compose myself. “Look, Joel’s my boyfriend,” I try the last-ditch effort. Hopefully, Joel will hear baker and girlfriend then have a fucking clue.

The host’s eyes widen and he clears his throat. “Oh, let me go check with him then,” he dismisses himself.

Another host quickly replaces him, keeping the front of house running smoothly. I step out of the way, allowing customers to file in from the cool autumn afternoon. I pace around the lobby, watching my heels click on the marble floor. The toes of my shoes kiss the window and as I peer down below, I can see the masses of people crossing the clogged city streets.

That annoying throat-clearing noise sounds out again from behind me. I turn around to show this prick that he has my full attention. I’ve been nothing but fucking nice to you, asshole. “I’m sorry. Chef Miller is predisposed and every employee I passed said he doesn't have a girlfriend,” he tilts his head and patronizes me.

“Fuck this, I’ll go talk to him myself,” I grunt, stepping past him and quickly walking towards where I suspect the kitchen is.

“Ma’am,” I hear the host call over my shoulder as I make my way through the restaurant. My eyes quickly scan the room, finding the pattern of employees flowing in and out of the kitchen. I beeline confidently towards their path. “Ma’am you can’t go back there,” I hear the host repeat and he confirms I’m correct.

I shrug, fed up with the bullshit. Joel might be mad but I can explain later. “I can and I will,” I call over my shoulder.

As I’m walking down the hall, I hear crashing in the kitchen. The employee doesn’t let up with harassing me to the door. I pause for a second contemplating if this is the right thing to do.

Fuck it. You’re already here, Ginny.

I push through the double doors and the first thing I see is a white wall. But the crashing of dishes and the screaming doesn’t pause. “Y’all need to take your head out of your fuckin’ asses and start realizing what the hell is goin’ on here,” he barks, as I round the corner.

The chefs and employees are wide-eyed, some of them in tears. Nobody speaks, just accepting the abuse from the older irate man. “Most chefs I’d know would be fuckin’ embarrassed,” he reaches in front of a chef with a plate sitting on the table in front of her. He snatches it, crashing it down on the metal surface. It hits the tabletop and the porcelain and food scatter on the grey tile beneath it.

The noise causes me to jump ten feet in the air, nearly dropping the box of cupcakes. “Do you think we’re gonna get a fuckin star with this shit,” he growls.

Joel doesn’t stop there, picking up the next closest plate of food he’s determined uneatable and chucking it across the room. “Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you,” I watch as Joel points in each of their faces, spitting the degrading words.

The feeling of sympathy for the chefs weighs heavy on my heart. None of them can be older than 25. They’re babies and he just crushed their dreams of becoming chefs in 20 seconds flat.

Joel’s back rises and falls rapidly, as though he’s on the tip of a spiral. “Get your shit together!” he swears, removing the towel from his waist and slamming it down on the counter.

My feet quickly and quietly start moving backward in hopes of avoiding Joel. Tears well into my eyes and I trip on my own feet. I don’t know Joel. Not this one. This can’t be the same Joel who offered to whip me up something special on my birthday. Now I realize that whoever made my food on that day probably got fired.

Up until this point he’s been nothing but sweet to me. He’s shown me nothing but his good side. The first time he got angry with me, I checked him. But that’s not an option for his employees.

When Joel rounds the corner, his eyes meet mine and he stops in his tracks. His breathing hitches before he inhales a sharp breath. “Ginny,“ he utters lowly almost as if he’s afraid. It’s a complete 180 from his previous behavior.

I set the stack of pink boxes on the shelf next to me. “Here’s the cupcakes I brought for you, because I care about you, Joel. I care for you and Ellie and I wanted to see you. Come to find out you’re treating your employees like the shit on your shoe. That’s fucked up Joel,” I fume.

Joel purses his lips before stepping forward, attempting to box me in like her always. “You weren’t–”

“No,” I hiss, sidestepping out of the way. The simple yet quick action causes the tears to spill over my brim. “Ellie’s at the fucking bakery right now. Does she know? Is that why she didn’t want to work for you? I treat my employees with kindness and you rule with fear. The fuck are you doing, Joel?” I croak out, attempting to hold on to the last sliver of composure I have left.

You just don’t treat people like that. I don’t give a fuck about a star or a stripe. “I don’t know,” he sighs, rubbing his eyebrows with frustration.

I shift, leaning on my opposite leg with my hand on my hip. “You don’t know what?” I articulate sharply.

Joel throws his hands in the air. “Fuck, sugar. I don’t know anything. I was just trying to teach them how I was taught,” he argues.

My eyes flicker back and forth between Joel’s brown ones. They’re full of regret and my shoulders soften. “You don’t have to be the abusive boss your head chef was to you, Joel,” I explain.

Joel’s eyes dart towards the ground like an ashamed puppy. “Here, take these.” I place my hand gently on the top of the box. “Maybe share them with your staff. It’s a step in the right direction at least,” I advise, walking out of the kitchen.

I don’t turn around when I hear Joel following me and calling my name. I don’t speak to him when he picks up Ellie that night. And I’m unsure if I want to anymore.

Thanksgiving Day

Tommy clears his throat before he shovels a spoonful of pie into his mouth. “Mmmm,” he moans. “This is good, Ginny,” he compliments happily.

The rest of the table chatters in agreement. After being stuffed full of Joel’s meal, they needed a warm dessert before bed. The fluffy layers of the crust flake apart perfectly in my mouth; taste buds bursting with cinnamon and apple. Fuck, this is going to knock me smooth out after Joel’s meal.

I can feel him staring at me. He wants me to look at him, but I can’t. If I look at him, we have to have a conversation. I don’t want to do that in front of our friends and family. This entire Thanksgiving has been awkward as fuck between us. But god, I miss his lips, his smirk, his tan fingers interlocked with mine.

Maddie and Leo made themselves useful and created a burier in between me and Joel. But Ellie and Tommy are seemingly oblivious to our little spat, which I’m grateful for.

“No wonder this made it into the Chicago Tribune. This is divine, Ginny,” Mrs. Crown compliments, pointing towards the dessert with her fork.

I smile, bashfully looking down at my palms locked in my hands. “Thank you, Mrs. Crown,” I murmur.

Someone drops their utensil and it clatters against their dish. “You made it into the Tribune?” I hear Joel ask in shock.

I glance up at him for the first time tonight, studying his bug-eyed disposition. “Uh, yeah. Forgot to tell you,” I come up with a quick excuse.

Joel gave my face a once over before sitting back in his seat. “Hmph,” he grunts and I can tell he’s not buying the diversion.

Ellie had celebrated with me all week, having already been at the bakery. But when I found out, I told her I wanted to tell Joel on my own time. We just never got to that after the Monday fiasco.

Ellie slyly leans over and whispers to the disgruntled man, “Joel, say congrats.”

Joel’s head slowly rises until he’s peering at me. He’s pissed and I can practically see the steam exiting through his pores; his blood is boiling. “Congrats,” he mutters.

I take the cloth napkin out of my lap, leaving it on the table before standing. “I’ll be right back,” I mumble, swiftly walking out of the dining room. Before I fucking cry again in front of Joel.

I feel like the small hall is swallowing me whole. My head is pounding, and the tears begin flowing down my cheeks. I never want someone I care about to be mad at me.

Bursting through the kitchen door, I stare at the staff wide-eyed. They whisper to each other before exiting the large space, leaving me alone to calm down.

Once they’re gone, I crouch on the ground with my back against the cold wall. And only then do I allow myself to let go, crying until I feel like I’m suffocating on my own tears. My chest tightens, and I hear ringing in my ears, unsure of what just happened.

I’m brought out of my thoughts when I hear the kitchen door creek open.

“Ginny?” I hear Ellie’s voice ring through the room.

I hear her footsteps walking over to me and I quickly brush the tear stains away, praying she doesn’t notice my tomato face. I reach my hand out to grab the counter next to me and use it to support me as I stand, grabbing a bowl to use as a cover.

I plaster on a smile, putting the bowl in front of me. “What’s up, El?” I ask.

Her head tilts and she walks closer to me. “Is something going on between you and Joel? You’re both being weird as fuck with each other,” she speculates. Fuck. Ellie’s no idiot and I know that.

My nostrils flare and my vision blurs. I’ve always been great under pressure, but talking to Ellie feels heavier than a rude customer. “Well, you’re not wrong…” I trail off, abandoning the bowl. “Uh, we just had a heated conversation,” I confess.

Ellie’s brows knit and the curiosity seeps through her pores. She’s not gonna let it go. “About what?” she asks.

“Nothing, don’t worry about it. I’m sure it’ll all blow over tomorrow,” I reassure her, shifting awkwardly to lean on my other leg.

Ellie’s lips part and I know she’s about to argue when Joel appears through the doorway. “Ellie, time to get going,” he waves her towards him.

The air in the room is thick and I feel like I’m drowning in the swimming pool that is the tension between Joel and me. Ellie apparently senses the same feeling I do, and she scrunches her nose. “Okay…” Ellie elongates the word, tip-toeing out of the kitchen.

I avoid Joel’s gaze to no avail when I see his tattered brown boots before me. He inhales a sharp breath, causing my hair to scatter around my forehead. “Sugar,” he rasps, and his fingers touch mine.

My eyes latch with his and I have to remind myself not to melt in the amber waves. “Joel,” I mutter.

“I’m sorry,” he apologizes, his shaking fingers toying with mine.

I gnaw on my lip, leaning back a little so there’s space between us. “I know, Joel,” I reiterate.

He curses under his breath, abandoning his attempt to slyly hold my hand. “What can I do to make it up to you?” he asks.

And here we are again, back at the beginning. What doesn’t he get? The people working for you are human. “Treat your employees with respect,” I instruct.

“I’m trying that. We’ve had a good day, let me show you,” Joel stresses.

I shake my head, slowly blinking from exhaustion. “You can’t do it in one day,” I remind him.

Joel takes a step forward to box me in. “I know,” he sighs.

I reach my hand up and caress the skin on his face with the back of my hand. He leans into my touch, humming softly. “You have to change the culture of your business,” I gently remind him.

Joel nods, and his hand slides up my waist. “I will. It’s just, I need you, sugar,” he emphasizes with so much need, I’m eager to forgive him. “This week has been shit without you. Every time Ellie mentions you, I feel like hell,” he continues.

We’re adults; There’s no reason for us to go back and forth. “Okay,” I conceded.

Joel’s face twists and he jerks his head back slightly. “Okay?” he asks, his voice thick with confusion.

I nod, feeling my jaw relax from previously being clenched. “I don’t wanna fight with you. I missed you a lot,” I admit.

Joel’s mouth curves into a small smile. “I missed you too,” he returns the sentiment. “Those pretty eyes, your perfume,” he says, putting his hand under my chin. “Missed these,” he finishes, dragging his thumb over my bottom lip.

“How about you kiss me since you’ve missed me so much?” I offer, with a raised brow.

His face lights up with excitement. “I can?” he asks for consent.

I nod, returning the small smile. “Please,” I stand on my tiptoes, giving him better access.

Joel leans down, connecting his lips with mine. My eyes flutter closed and I give into him, allowing him to take full control of the kiss. He hungrily dips his tongue into my mouth, seemingly desperate for more. I oblige him, craving the same thing. Maybe more than I can get right now.

His tongue swirls with mine and I moan quietly. Joel lightly squeezes my neck, tilting my head back. The feeling of the counter-pressing into my back gives the sharp pain to the pleasure I so often crave. My hands find their way into Joel’s head, tugging on his root. He groans into my mouth, deepening the kiss.

Suddenly, I hear a throat being cleared behind me. Joel takes a step back, parting our physical connection like the Red Sea. When I turn around, I’m embarrassed to find Tommy, Maddie, and Leo standing near the entryway. “Finally, you two made up,” Tommy throws his arms up dramatically.

Maddie dramatically rolls her eyes, walking over towards me. “I honestly couldn’t take it anymore,” she complains.

Leo awkwardly scratches the back of his neck. He’d been a dick to Joel all evening and the guilt is written all over his face. “Sorry for harassing you tonight, man,” he apologizes to Joel.

Joel shrugs and I’m grateful that he understands Leo’s protectiveness over me. “I get it, you care about her. Too much to lose,” he empathizes.

Ellie comes around the corner with her burgundy coat zipped up. The fabric makes a swishing sound as she walks, reminding me of my own childhood. “I’m ready,” she announces, a hat secured on top of her head.

We all file out of the kitchen, bidding the Miller’s a goodbye before I realize, I should probably go home too. Grabbing my coat out of the closet, I struggle to get it on successfully. Joel comes up behind me, gabbing the shoulders of the jacket to assist me. “You want a ride home?” he asks lowly.

Maddie picked me up so I assumed I’d leave with the first person out. Happy that it’s The Millers, I nod. “Yeah, I’ll ride with you guys,” I graciously accept his offer.

The four of us file out of the house on the chilly evening. The physical manifestation of my breath floats in front of me with each rise of my chest. Maddie and Leo wave goodbye from the front door before shutting it once we’re on the curb.

Joel unlocks the black truck, opening the back for Ellie to climb in. “Tommy, in the back,” he barks at his brother.

I put my hand on Joel’s bicep, attempting not to fantasize about him picking me up and fucking me against a wall. “No, Joel. Tommy’s legs are longer than mine in the truck,” I let Tommy take the front seat.

“You sure, sugar?” Joel confirms.

I smile, stepping up on the side rail. “Positive, sweetness,” I respond, sliding in next to Ellie.

Joel raises his brows, before nodding. “Mmm, sweetness. I like that,” he says.

“I bet you do,” I murmur back before he shuts the door.

After dropping Tommy off at his place, Joel invited me over to his for a glass of wine. I’d never seen his place, so I gleefully took him up on the offer.

My eyes scan the room and I notice the dust covering the top of the blinds, as if they’ve never been moved. There’s barely anything on the walls that accompanies the neutral paint, aside from a few art pieces I assume are Ellie’s.

The kitchen is humongous with an identical double oven like mine. There are pictures on the speckled kitchen counter and when I look closer I see Ellie, Tommy, and a little girl I’ve never seen before. My head tilts as I take in her brown curls and freckled face. She looks like she could be related to me. “Woah,” I breathe out, sliding into the seat next to me.

It’s uncanny, and it’s making me queasy. “Fuck, right? Joel doesn’t see it,” Ellie startles me a bit, adding her two cents.

“Ellie,” Joel scolds his daughter.

I turn toward Ellie, thinking of the best way to explain this to a kid. “I don’t think he wants to compare his daughter to anyone, El,” I start. But, I wonder if that’s why he was so drawn to me in the first place.

Ellie plops down onto the worn leather couch in the living room. “No shit. I don’t like it when people compare things to my mom’s,” she says over her shoulder before clicking the TV on.

“Ellie,” Joel grunts before opening the fridge.

Fed up with his repetitiveness, I groan at the two. “Joel, she’s expressing herself in the way she can in an appropriate space. Let her swear now so she can learn codeswitching,” I rant, pausing to take a deep breath.

My attention turns toward Ellie who is now fully invested in me ripping her father a new asshole. “Now school? No fucking way, kid. I don’t need to come up there and cuss someone out again,” I warn her.

Ellie puts up her hands in defense. “Sounds like a sweet fucking deal to me,” she smiles maniacally.

Joel shakes his head, popping the reusable cork out of a wine bottle. “Hell, you two are going to be the death of me,” he predicts before pouring a glass for me.

Ironically, Joel and Ellie are the only daily sparks of life I have left.

feedback rest of the series.

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orleia0708 · 9 months

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heyooo grandwa :D💖💖💖

I heard you're writing about obey me right?

So is it okay for me to reques headcanons about a scenario of where MC makes the brothers wear lipstick and kiss mc.

Yk so mc has a lip print on their cheek?

You don't have to write all the brothers. Just include Satan and thirteen for me ^^

Have a nice day💖💋

(Juve!!!)

Kissable kisses~

Satan

The little meows were the perfect background noise for reading…that is Satan’s opinion, obviously, but he didn’t lie, they were adorable! So that is obviously what Satan was doing was reading a book with having many kittens and cats around him meowing, as all MC was doing was running around, trying to find that one particular liquid lipstick which Asmo gave you on your birthday or maybe he bought it for you one a regular day, you don’t remember...

What you do remember is how amazing the lipstick was; the colour was vibrant, it stayed for long non matter how much you ate or drank and how you ate or drank and it absolutely made your lips more “Kissable” and you basically live in Satan’s room as you both are dating…. So where else could it be other than his room after that day two weeks ago…

You were lazing around as he read his books or did his homework you don’t know, and you didn’t care, but it was obvious you both were bored as hell and all you could do was stare at your gorgeous boyfriend, his green eyes, pretty blonde hair and his lips…Oh his lips, they were full and cue and so soft and tasted like lime, cats and mint…you loved kissing them…

And then you remembered that Asmo bought a gift! You kissed Satan’s cheek and told him you’ll be back in a minute as you ran out of the room, through the hallways and to your room, grabbed the pink and cutesy package and ran back through the hallways and into his room as you showed him the package excitedly while he closes his books, smiles and nods his head at you listening on what you guess it could be

As you opened the gift, it was a pretty lipstick, you were kind of scared of trying it on you cause once Asmo brought you a snake poison lipstick and forgot that humans can’t survive it….

Of-course Asmo got a good scolding but you also learned to try the lipstick on your boyfriend before on yourself and ask him if there is anything that humans can’t survive it, so obviously the first thing you do is put it on his lips and you couldn’t notice but see how beautifully and amazingly the liquid lipstick applied to Satan’s lips, it said you had to wait a while as it dried and so that’s what you did as Satan read the things to see if there was anything that human’s couldn’t handle….the lipstick for some reason was taking longer than it was supposed to as you continued to stare at Satan’s lips, you were taken over with the feelings of smothering his lips with kisses….and then you didn’t stop, cause who was there to stop you, Satan? He was too busy reading and making sure the lipstick was safe for humans, Mammon? He was in his room with Goldie, any other brother? All were busy doing their own thing and so you put your hands around his cheeks and neck and pulled him into a kiss….

For a second Satan wasn’t paying attention to the kiss as he was still reading the instructions, but then you slapped the thing out his hands and Satan only giggled and sighed against your lips before pulling you by your waist and kiss you back, as you pulled away for a second before kissing him again and slightly nibbling against his lips as he started giggling against your lips before peppering your face with kisses not realizing the slight problem…or rather…the not problem…

When you both did pull away Satan suddenly became shy looking away from you as he rubbed his lips with his pinkie finger, but when he saw the finger it was…red? Wasn’t this lipstick supposed to dry? Wait if this is not dry then that means….And Satan whipped his hands to look at you smirking at him before taking a selfie of his surprised, blushing and shy face with your face which was covered in lipstick marks…

Looking at his face, with his mouth agape, his cheeks red, and him having bright red, messy lips…This made you laugh as you cleaned the excess lipstick messing around Satan’s lips before flipped the liquid lipstick and unscrewed the back on it, before applying some clear gloss to Satan’s lips, and in a matter of seconds Satan’s lips dried and then you harshly rubbed two fingers across his fingers and showed him your clean fingers, before handing him a note and running out “Ay Mammon, look what happened!!”, all Satan did was read the note, throw it away before running behind you as to protect his reputation as the serious one before you got to Mammon…

“Hey darling..

I saw you making out with Satan at Diavolo’s party and your lipstick got horribly messed up, so I got you this one! It won’t mess up…..but don’t forget to apply the clear gloss which is present on the underneath the liquid lipstick and if you don’t….well ;)

Love,

XOXO Asmo♡~”

Thirteen

“OW, IT FUCKING HURTS!!”

“I know Thirteen, I’m sorry I’m trying my best to be gentle!” You yelled back while you brushed her hair after she was creating a trap for Solomon and got herself stuck in it, after a huge struggle and some sacrificing of her gorgeous hair she escaped… So you offered to help her untangle her hair and fix up her appearance, and as your girlfriend she agreed!

So here you were helping her untangle her hair, while she was going through some lipsticks of hers and seeing which one would fit her best to match the hairstyle you were trying to make while you were learning how to make it on Deviltube, Thirteen had a huge amount of lipsticks all in different shades…

Finally done with the hairstyle, you allowed your hands to rest while she allowed her neck to rest, her hairstyle done to match her pretty face, just a ponytail with several different types of braids joining it from the front and opening under the hair tie.

As you fixed the front baby hairs to be cuter on her face, while she wore a lipstick to match the hairstyle she thinks you made, she obviously picked up a orangish-pinkish-red one? You couldn’t tell the colour but it was very pretty and would definitely fit any look, as she applied it to her lips, you only fixed the front of her hair, the baby hairs and some very distinctive strands as she stared up at you, her eyes slowly scanning your features, she loved you and she would do this all the time..

Her eyes slowly fell on your lips, she suddenly remembers how Asmo was talking with you yesterday when he said how kiss marks were so romantic, Thirteen didn’t honestly like the idea because she doesn’t like how messy it could get, but you agreed that it was quite romantic and who you wanted Thirteen to cover you in them while you and Asmo fangirled over kiss marks as all she thought was why you would wanna be messy with lipstick marks…

She thinks that since you helped her with her hair and even went as far as doing a hairstyle, maybe you deserve a reward as she grinned up at you… Finally done you sat back with your legs folded under your knees to admire Thirteen’s new hairstyle, you smiled and noticed her grin, “And what’s gotten you so excited?” You asked as Thirteen only shrugged and motioned for you to be closer, you obeyed her and she cupped your cheeks and kissed your lips roughly, surprising you a bit before you kissed back, before she pulled back and continued to kiss you as you blushed and giggled at her behavior…

After a while, she laid on her bed with her arm around you and you snuggling up to her with multiple kiss marks on your cheeks, lips, eyes, nose, neck and else-where all while you slept peacefully, seeing you in a such a state made her cheeks burn up a bit as she smiled at you….Okay, maybe kiss marks were a little romantic…

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themuse-if · 3 months

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20 (or so) questions with Maxine Matthews

Let's get better acquainted with your future bestie! Maybe we can find out if you and Max really are just friends.

Interviewer: Max, the lively Aries with a penchant for dramatic writing. Before we dive in, when's your birthday?

Maxine: Oh, it's April 1st. I know, April Fools' Day, right? But trust me, I'm no joke.

Interviewer: A fiery Aries indeed. Any nicknames you go by?

Maxine: Most just call me Max, but a few close friends have some cheeky variations. Can't escape the creativity.

Interviewer: Tell us about some of your good traits.

Maxine: I'm a great listener, fiercely loyal, and I bring a good dose of humor to any situation. Oh, and my writing skills aren't too shabby either.

Interviewer: Impressive qualities. And what about some traits that might be considered not so good?

Maxine: Well, I can be a bit stubborn when it comes to my opinions. Some might call it passionate, I say it's just knowing what I want.

Interviewer: Fair enough. Do you have any hobbies that you enjoy?

Maxine: Outside of my love for dramatic writing, I enjoy exploring different music genres, attending live performances, and occasionally trying my hand at cooking. Above all of that my favorite is going to see movies outdoors! Movies in the park, on a rooftop, or an old drive-in I'm a sucker for a good outdoor movie series.

Interviewer: Diverse interests. What would you say is your greatest strength?

Maxine: Definitely my ability to analyze and interpret stories. It comes in handy with my major, but it's also really great just in day to day life. It's really easy for me to asses social situations and I'm a pretty good judge of character.

Interviewer: Sounds like a valuable skill. Now, what about your biggest weakness?

Maxine: I'm not the most patient person. Waiting for things to unfold or dealing with slow-paced situations gets under my skin.

Interviewer: Patience is a virtue they say. How would you describe yourself in one word?

Maxine: Vibrant.

Interviewer: And how do you think others see you in one word?

Maxine: Unpredictable.

Interviewer: An intriguing perception. Moving on, what would you say is your greatest fear?

Maxine: Losing my voice, metaphorically speaking. I fear not being able to express myself, especially through my writing.

Interviewer: A deep-seated fear for a writer. Considering your current priorities, what tops the list?

Maxine: Right now, it's balancing my academic pursuits with making lasting memories. You're only young once, and I'm lucky enough to have these experiences at the height of my youth with my best friend. I've got big things planned for me and MC.

Interviewer: Indeed you should definitely cherish this time. Ok so, tell me about your family.

Maxine: It's a small, tight-knit group. Mom, dad, and my younger brother. We're a bunch of lively individuals with strong opinions and lots of love.

Interviewer: Sounds wonderful. Looking into the future, what are your goals?

Maxine: Professionally, I aim to be a successful writer, maybe even see my work on the big screen or the stage. Personally, just to keep growing and experiencing life.

Interviewer: Ambitious goals. On a lighter note, how would you spend a rainy day?

Maxine: Curled up with a good book, a warm blanket, and a cup of hot chocolate. Rainy days are perfect for a bit of cozy indulgence.

Interviewer: Classic choice. Any favorite book that you hold dear?

Maxine: It's tough to pick just one, but if I had to, I'd go with "Ghost Music" by An Yu. Well it's my favorite for right now. Trippy as this story is , Yu really grounds the reader in this spectral story in the mind of a young woman just longing to start over.

Interviewer: Sounds interesting I'll definitely give it a read. And your favorite movie?

Maxine: "Romeo + Juliet." I'm not usually one for stories that are told over and over again just in a different font. This one is just different, its so well done! And while Leo and Claire were great we all know that Harold Perrineau was the real star.

Interviewer: A great choice. Now, any dark secrets you're willing to share?

Maxine: No, well it's not a dark secret. I have this uh friend and they have recently realized that they might have deeper feelings for their best friend. It's not me I promise. *bites lip and gets shifty eyed* Any advice?

Interviewer: Well maybe this "friend" of yours should be open about how they're feeling. *uses air " " with a knowing look*

Maxine: Maybe, maybe I should...I meant they. Maybe they should, thanks for the advice I'll pass it on. *looks down and plays with braids*

Interviewer: Ok Max let's move on. What's your best physical feature?

Maxine: I really like my eyes, the shape more specifically.

Interviewer: Yes, the shape of your eyes is quite lovely. Alright and your worst feature?

Maxine: I wish that I had thicker eyebrows, but hey that's what makeup is for. *shrug*

Interviewer: Ok, now our last question, how would you describe being in love?

Maxine: I think that being in love is being with the person who brings out the best version of you, and vice versa. Not that you only show them your good side, but that they know you so well that you can work through the bad times together.

Interviewer: I see, well said. Thanks for sharing more about your life with me Maxine. I'm excited to see your journey continue to unfold! You'll have to let me know what happens with your friend. 🤭

#choice of games #choose your own adventure #choose your own story #dashingdon #interactive fiction #interactive if #twine if #twine interactive fiction #choice script #character profile #if: themuse #twine story #twine game #themuse if #RO interviews #interactive story #interact if

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lizzybeth1986 · 8 months

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Meet My MC: Basil Park

FC: Eric Mun

Book: Perfect Match

Name: Park Byeong-Cheol. But at school and among friends he was called Basil so the name stuck.

Age: 26 at the start of PM.

Birthday: June 5th.

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Hair: Short, Brown.

Eyes: Deep Brown.

Birthplace: New York

Race/Ethnicity: Asian. From Seoul, South Korea.

Love Interests: Sloane Washington, Sage Young (formerly Hayden), Khaan Mousavi, Alana Kusuma, Damien Nazario.

Personality: Calm - Logical - Ambivert - Flirtatious - Goal-oriented - Patient.

Trivia:

- Basil and Sloane are very fond of exchanging different cultural stories and legends on constellations!

- Loves collecting pebbles and smooth stones!

- Favourite food item is the saffron and rose ice cream sandwich from Mashti Malone in LA. At one point in their friendship, he told Damien once he wouldn't mind moving there just to have it every day (that was how he found out Damien was from LA, coz that's what he said after Basil said that). He also loves bagels with cream cheese and lox

- Is a good singer and has learned tap dancing

- Like all PM MCs, can't cook to save his life

- He dated Sloane and Sage from the start, but started dating Damien shortly after they reunited in Tokyo

- On the jet plane to Berlin, Basil and Hayden listened to music together. Simon and Garfunkel's "Scarborough Fair" was a song both Basil and Hayden loved, and they sang the refrain together, very dramatically ("parsley saaaaaage rosemaryyyy and thyyyyyyyme!!!"). So when she wanted to change her name, the two chose Sage as an inside joke on that song 😅

Education: A BFA and MFA in Illustration from School of Visual Arts, NY. Nadia and Basil have both always showcased talents and interest in the visual arts, but Nadia's interest encompass various genres of art, while Basil focuses more on illustration and visual design. He's designed a couple covers, mostly for children's books.

Favourite Travel Destination: Jeju Island in his native SK, Santorini in Greece.

Backstory: No one who knows him now will believe how much of a wild-child he was as a kid. Very distracted, extremely talkative, really stubborn, and Basil and Nadia always got annoyed with each other at that age. Most of the family wouldn't be able to pinpoint exactly when he changed coz it happened so gradually over a long period of time, but clearly by the time he left for college he was a different person altogether. Since he and Nadia attended the same uni, they grew closer to each other in comparison to most of their cousins (tho they do love them all!)

Relationships and Children: I'm still deciding on kids! I do know that all the group besides Damien (coz he usually sticks to one relationship), the others date other people - Sloane dates Khaan and Alana, Sage also dates a Sri Lankan woman called Nilukshi who she meets while taking up rock climbing.

Tagging @choicesficwriterscreations for Meet My MC!

#perfect match #mc: basil park #long post

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thepedanticbohemian · 9 months

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Villain lover?

Sitting here, listening to a podcast on writing. The caster talked about heroes and villains in the series, LOST. He starts off with Jack and how everyone loved him.

NOPE. nope. Nope. I personally saw so much Mary Sue in Jack and hated him. Instead, I was fascinated by and in love with Ben Linus. He had a great, well-written story arc. Even in that hateful ending.

I loved him so much, I sent the (brilliant) actor, Michael Emerson, a birthday gift--a hilarious book I'd just read. He enjoys reading while flying. And he flies a lot so...

Come to find out, it was his favorite author and he'd not read this title yet! He sent me a personalized autographed photo, a postcard, and a letter which honestly blew my fangirl mind. I'd praised him not for LOST, but for his audiobook performances. He has an amazing voice and can convincingly read female characters, child characters, etc. Search for him at your local library or on Audible.com. He's done several books.

Linus has stayed with me. A little of him gets injected into obnoxious, know-it-all characters, I suppose as an inside joke for me.

Also, in FARSCAPE, I was/am madly in love with Bialar Crais. In my five novels in that universe (sorry, I took the site down due to lack of funds) focus on his story arc and journey. He gets to tell his side and in doing so, do heroic things he didn't think himself capable, and in doing these, he redeems himself.

I never liked the main character in either series. They just weren't well written. Linus and Crais were. Ultimately, that's what I look for in TV and film. Writing and the actor acing it.

I love creating antagonists as much as I do my MC/POV character. If you want your readers to love your bad guys, put in the effort to make them weird, wild, button-down, sexually aggressive, genuinely evil, etc.

#Farscape #Bialar Crais #LOST #benjamin linus #ben linus #Michael Emerson #Lani Tupu

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natasha-in-space · 6 months

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live image of me hearing that you think about Saeyoung when you listen to Hozier... my work here is done eheheh

Also, while I'm here, I want to take the excuse to ask you what's on your mind lately! Is there anything you're looking forward to or something you want to get off your chest? I'd love to know!

Believe it or not, associating Saeyoung specifically with Hozier songs is something I see very often with Saeyoung mc's! But, your song fics and blurbs about it made me a full and honest believer of the Hozier/Saeyoung superiority. Of course, I add a few of his songs into the other characters' playlists, if I feel like they fit the current stories I'm playing around, but I can't deny that Saeyoung is the first one that pops to my mind now whenever Hozier starts playing in my headphones. It's about the yearning for me...

As for what's on my mind... so much, honestly! Sometimes too much for me to fully point every little thing out. I feel like I'm in a very fast-paced rhythm of life currently, even though there's not much going on yet. Big changes are coming for me in the next month, and I'm in a constant state of waiting. I don't really like that, as it gives me a whole lot of time to overthink and worry about every little thing that could go wrong. Lord knows I am very guilty of that. I try to go on walks and busy myself with my interests to keep my anxious mind from getting the better of me, though. It's spooky season, so I'm fully enjoying the horror genre this month! Games, movies, books, independent projects - there's a whole lot to explore. I am a little sad that we don't really celebrate Halloween in my country - I always wanted to see what's it like to have your town decorated for such a spooky holiday! It's kind of funny how Halloween is my favorite holiday, and it's not even a holiday where I live. I'm also looking forward to Rika's birthday. If her cg will follow the childhood theme, I will cry.

Speaking of birthdays! When's your birthday exactly? 👀 I know the approximate date, but not the exact one! (or I forgot, which honestly wouldn't be the first time this happened to me jftjftht) And I'd love to hear what's been on your mind recently <3

#mia talks #i may or may not be planning on sprucing up a little something for your birthday ^^

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sfb123 · 1 year

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Ghost of You (Happy Birthday, Em!)

Book: The Nanny Affair

Pairing: M!Sam Dalton x MC (Anna)

Summary: In the TNA scene we were all waiting for, but never received, Sam comes face to face with an uninvited guest at the Dalton-Russo holiday party.

Rating: PG (Adult language and lots of angst)

Word Count: 1,791

A/N 1: Today is the birthday of one of my favorite people on the planet, @txemrn. I went through a couple of ideas, but none of them quite worked. Then, I decided to come back to this fic that I had started a while back. It was perfect for a couple of reasons:

We found each other, and started our friendship over TNA.

It's angsty, and my homie loves some good angst!

Em, my dawg, my sister in emo, where do I even start? You are such an incredible friend, and I am so very lucky to have you in my life. You always have, and always will be my favorite cheerleader. I will never be able to express to you how much your love and support means to me. You push me to be more creative with all your crazy ideas, and I love that you always ask me to tag along with them.

Please don't ever forget what an amazing person you are, and how much you mean to so many of us. And you are an incredible writer (you know, like burn your grilled cheese good). I know you're my Kris Jenner, but today, for your birthday, I'm going to Uno Reverse you:

A/N 2: I am participating in this week's @choicesflashfics. I chose Prompt #2: "You just don't seem like yourself tonight." The prompt is in bold below.

A/N 3: Thank you to @charlotteg234 for listening to me bitch about my lack of creativity and ideas during the whole process. And thank you to @ao719 for also listening to me bitch, and for pre-reading this.

“Anna, guess what! We just saw the craziest thing...” Mickey called as he and Mason charged toward their future step-mother.

Both boys froze in their tracks when the woman Anna had been speaking with came into view. Mason’s jaw dropped, and Mickey’s eyes went wide. Neither were quite sure how to receive the woman before them.

“Boys… I’ve missed you.” The woman said gently. Anna took a step closer to the twins.

“Mom?!” Mason gasped.

Anna’s eyes went wide as surrounding heads began to turn. “Wait… but I thought… you’re…” she stuttered, trying to process the information.

“I’m so sorry it had to come out this way, Anna. But yes, I’m Addison Dalton.”

“Boys, come on. We need to go find your dad.” Anna placed a protective hand on each of their shoulders.

“Anna, what’s happening?” Mason asked, looking between the two women.

“Yeah, I thought our mom died?” Mickey added.

Addison stepped forward and smiled before kneeling down to meet their eyes. “It’s a long story, but I’m here, and I’m not ever going to leave you two again.”

“Come on boys. Now.” Anna’s tone was stern, as more partygoers started turning their attention to the scene that was playing out.

“Anna, what’s going on? I heard you from the other…” Sam stopped short at Anna’s side, his expression mirroring that of Mickey and Mason’s when they saw Addison.

“Hello, Sam.” Addison greeted him.

“Addison?” Sam’s voice was barely a whisper as he locked eyes with the woman he thought he had lost five years ago.

As Sam continued to stand there, speechless, Anna wrapped her arms around the boys, pulling them close to her as her eyes flitted between Sam and his wife.

Sam’s wife. Just minutes ago, they had been celebrating their engagement. He was moaning her name. Now he was standing there, face to face with the woman who had held his heart, and his name, before her.

“Anna,” Sam’s voice pulled her from her thoughts. “Take the boys, find Carter, and meet me in the car.”

“But Sam, they’re my boys too and I haven’t seen them-”“Stop.” Sam cut Addison off, just as Mason Senior was approaching.

“What is going on over here?” Mason asked. “Addison?” He gasped once he noticed the blonde standing there.

“Anna, go.” Sam commanded, his eyes never leaving Addison’s. Anna quickly ushered the boys out of the room. “Who are you?”

“Sam, it’s me.” Addison responded, reaching out and placing her hand on his shoulder.

He instantly jerked back, away from her touch. “You can’t be. Addison is dead.”

“All right, that’s enough.” Mason interjected. “We don’t need to do this in front of an audience.” He ushered Sam and Addison out of the ballroom and into a small conference room, Vivian following close behind.

“Now, what is the meaning of all of this?” Mason stood with his arms folded.

“Mason, Vivian… Sam,” Addison started. “I know this seems completely insane, and I promise I will explain everything. But I’m here because I want my family back.”

Sam was pacing the room, trying to make sense of this. Addison was dead, he had identified her body, buried her, raised their children on his own. It was impossible for her to be standing here right now. Wasn’t it?

“Sam?” Addison’s voice was soft as she attempted to approach him again. He held his hand up to stop her.

“This doesn’t make sense. None of this makes any sense.” He pinched the bridge of his nose and looked around the room. “I can’t do this. I have to go.” Sam stormed out of the room without another word.

“Samuel, wait!” Vivian chased after him, grabbing his arm to stop him. “Are you alright? You just don’t seem like yourself tonight.”

Sam’s head snapped back to look at his mother. “Of course I’m not alright, mom! Can you really blame me?”

“I know, I know.” She placed her hands on his shoulders. “You just take Anna and the boys and go home. We’ll call the lawyers to get this all sorted out.” Sam nodded in understanding. “And why don’t you four go up to the cabin for the rest of the boys’ break, Get away from the inevitable media circus for a bit.”

“Yeah, yeah that’s a good idea. Thanks, mom.” Sam leaned down, kissing his mother on the cheek.

“You call us if you need anything, Sam.” He nodded and made his way out to the car.

Anna was sitting in the back of the limo, trying to field Mason and Mickey’s questions about their mother’s sudden reappearance, while also trying to make sense of it for herself. Suddenly, the car door opened and Sam slid into his seat, dropping his head back on to the headrest and letting out a loud breath. Anna knocked on the divider, signaling to Carter that they were ready to leave.

They rode back to the penthouse in silence, Sam watched the scenery go by as he tried to process everything that had happened. The boys shared worried glances before looking up at Anna. She looked down at them, smiling softly. She knew that no matter what she was feeling about Addison’s return, this moment was so much harder for the three men in her life. She had to be there for them right now, she would worry about herself later.

When they returned to the apartment, Sam went straight to his office, closing the door behind him, leaving Anna and the boys in the living room.

“Guys, why don’t you go get ready for bed. I’ll be there in a minute to say goodnight.”

“But Anna…” Mickey whined.

She knew they had a lot of questions, but she didn’t have any answers. She also wasn’t sure it was her place.

“Please Mickey.” She pleaded.

He nodded and followed Mason to their room, leaving Anna alone with her thoughts. She knew she needed to talk to Sam, but she needed to get the boys in bed first.

Sam closed the office door behind him and walked straight to his bar cart, pouring a glass of scotch, which he immediately brought to his lips and swallowed. He poured a second before stepping up to the floor to ceiling window and staring out at the city lights. His mind raced with one question after the next.

He was buried so deep in his thoughts that he didn’t hear the soft knocking at the door. He continued to stare out the window, not actually looking at anything.

“Sam?” Anna’s soft tone finally brought him back to the moment. He turned and watched his fiance of only a few hours approach.

“Did the boys get to bed alright?” The question fell from Sam’s mouth without even thinking.

“Yeah,” she nodded. “I mean, as well as can be expected. They have a lot of questions.”

Sam let out a humorless laugh. They weren’t the only ones.

“Are you alright?” Anna asked, placing her hand on Sam’s shoulder.

He turned away, finishing his second drink and leaving the glass on the bar cart. “I don’t know.”

“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know.”

“What are you going to tell the boys?”

“I don’t know.”

“What --”

“Anna, I don’t know! Alright?” Sam yelled, causing Anna to flinch and step back.

“I’m sorry.” Her voice was small as she tried holding back her own emotions.

Sam pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed deeply. “No, I’m sorry Anna, I didn’t mean to take it out on you.” He stepped up to her, pulling her close and kissing the top of her head.

“No, I know.” She responded. “I didn’t mean to be pushy, I just want to help you.”

Sam pulled back, running his hand over his face. “I know you do, and I appreciate it. I just need to try to wrap my head around all of this.”

Silence fell over the room as Anna watched Sam collapse onto the sofa, running his hand over his face. She knew what a toll this was taking on him and the twins, yet selfishly, all she was wondering was what this would mean for her future with Sam.

“I’m going to go home.” Anna finally broke the silence.

She stepped toward Sam, but his eyes were trained on the floor in front of him. He didn’t even acknowledge her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before redirecting and walking out into the hallway. The sound of his office door closing brought Sam out of his trance, he looked around and realized Anna had left. He jumped up from his seat and hurried after her.

“Anna, wait!” Sam called for her as she stepped onto the elevator.

He made it to the doors just as they were closing, throwing his arm between them. He stood at the threshold, preventing them from closing again. She looked up at him curiously.

“I’m taking the boys to my parent’s cabin tomorrow. When this gets out to the press, they’re going to be all over us. I want to keep the boys away from all that for as long as possible.”

Anna nodded solemnly. “Okay.” Her voice was barely above a whisper. “We can talk when you get back… if you want.”

“Come with us.” Her eyes went wide at his invitation. He reached out and took her hand in his. “They’re going to be all over you too.” She looked down, and he used his free hand to lift her gaze back to his. “Please?”

She looked into his eyes and saw nothing but sincerity and hope. “Sure, yeah, I’ll come.” He smiled, tugging on their joined hands to get her off the elevator. She pulled back, removing her hand from his. “I’ll need to go home and pack.”

“Right, of course.” Sam backed away, placing his arm against the elevator door. “I’ll see you in the morning then?”

“I’ll be here.” She assured, leaning forward and kissing him softly on the cheek. “I love you, Sam.”

He let out a sigh as he lowered his arm, allowing the door to begin to close. “I love you too.”

Sam remained rooted in place as the door closed and the elevator began its descent. His mind raced with all of the things that he now had to figure out. There were so many people that were going to expect explanations, the press, his parents, the boys, Anna; but before he could provide those, he would need some of his own. Why was she back? How was she back? What did she want?

After all these years, he was finally ready to move forward, but before he could he would have to face his past.

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still-a-morosexual-help · 2 years

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Okay so this is for Barbatos story!!! The next one will have my thoughts on TMA!!! Also its never too early to rewatch TMA!!! I'd say the sooner the better because you have stuff more recent in your brain and once you rewatch you can connected things to each other and be able to further understand why characters do the things they do!!! Hell you may even make connections you didn't during your first listen through!!!!

For Barbatos it started with him saying Diavolo is asking him what he wants to do for his birthday and Barbatos not knowing what to do but wanting to do something fun for Diavolo on his birthday!! Mc then gives him the idea to try the others hobbies and pick one of them for his birthday party!!! I think? But then they do some of the others hobbies like Levi's cosplaying, Satan's cat café and like pouring a potion onto silverware to make it magical! But for some reason Barbatos is less shiny and goes back to normal after a bit unlike MC's!! I can't remember the rest but they met up with Mepho or however you spell his name and he basically says you better fucking pick one that's suititable for Diavolo soon as you're already taking too long. Anyway near the end of the first chapter Barbatos,MC, and Diavolo are in the council room where Diavolo basically says that he knows that there is something Barbatos wants and that's why he was saying those questions and to please not hide anything from him. So he wants him to tell him what he actually wants! Then this is where the pathways differ!!! For the regular one Barbatos says he saw some tea leaves in a magazine and that he already order it so Diavolo doesn't have to worry about him hiding something he wants! Diavolo is relieved and then MC says "Don't worry!!! I got it all under control" or something to that effect. So barbatos and MC continue to do other hobbys and Barbatos says the tea leaves he imported are supposed to like change colors and ripen? But they haven't yet and he's worried he won't be able to do serve them tea at his party! Something something they go to try Luke's hobby which is doing a puzzle and then they finish it when whoops! It's a puzzle that transports you to where the finish image!! And they picked a tea party with pasteries and stuff!!! Where Barbatos' tea leaves finally ripens and he is able to serve it!!!! For the key route Barbatos says instead that he saw a tea set Diavolo gifted to him a past birthday and it reminded him of it! Which gives him an idea to have a tea party with everyone and for them to use their favorite cups! Barbatos asks MC to pick him a cup and MC agrees but says Barbatos has to pick one for them as well! They go to a shop and pick one for each other!! And they pick matching cup for each other!!! The other gives their present and Solomon says to pur the potion onto the silverware for him to keep as he believes it will now hold since it didn't hold last time because he was stressed and worried!!! Barbatos does and it shines as brightly as MC!! The other noticed Mc's and Barbatos' matching cups and get kinda jealous but it ends fine and they all wish Barbatos a happy birthday!!! But that isn't the end!!! Barbatos drags MC out to stargaze because he heard it was Belphie's hobby and he wanted to do it with MC. They share a private moment and kiss for a bit but then the others look for them and Barbatos asks to continue this later! And that's the end!!! From what I remember at least!!! Mightve gotten some things confused or left out so I'm sorry for that!!! Also sorry for the long comment and if it doesn't make sense at times or has typos!!

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Hi!! Holy shit!? Thank you for this!

Pls do! I'd love to hear your TMA thoughts! I didn't end up rewatching it but my first watch led to the creation of a large book cataloguing all the statements in detail with connections & theories in the footnotes, a small notepad with all the recurring places/items/people/organisations/entities & the statements they turn up in. Detailed contents sheets stapled to the front of the book with the statements & the significant names in them so that making the connections in the footnotes are easier. And possibly a second small notebook or set of papers may eventually turn up to divide the statements between the 14 fears? The large book has blank pages for eventual art because I've always being obsessed with drawing monsters. Anyway I'm an insane person who latches on to something, locks their jaw and then proceeds to lose their mind 🥲

I've actually never listened to a podcast before? But now I'm in S7 of wtnv and have an embarrassing number of similar podcasts to tma & wtnv queued up🥲🥲

Not Barbatos wanting to do something for Diavolo for his own birthday!?? My Guy!!!????

The hobbies thing sounds cute but also wtf is mephisto's problem🙄

Also this whole thing sounds cute but there's also this huge cognitive dissonance between event barb and just main story barb😂😂😂😂 though apparently he becomes sappy in the last half of s4?

Thank you so much for this btw!

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Hey bestieeeeeeeeeeee~

So this is Super self indulgent obviously, but I was curious about your thoughts on this. I was thinking that this should go on your blog, in case other people want/needed this comfort scenario.

How would the boys react when faced with MC coping with the death of one of their favorite actors? I feel super silly about this scenario, so I’m curious to see what you do. >:]

(I think the scenario should probably have a TW for death, since. Yeah, I’m basing this ask on That recent news.)

ahhh I've been waiting for you bestie! don't you dare feel silly no no none of that BUT YES LET US PROCEED

tw: death, this is made in response to a recent passing of a VA so please proceed with that in mind. please do not read if you are not comfortable with such events

pov: coping comfort

pairings: brothers (seperate) x gn!mc

format: headcannon

genre: comfort, healing

understands what you're going through

if you participated in his birthday event, you know

would probably get the latest release of your favorite show/book/game/etc associated with said actor and/or character

def with cut you some slack

lets you skip a day or two

or twelve

until you've started feeling better

won't let you away from him'

man just wants to make sure you're alright

WHO HURT HIS MC-!

tries his best to help and be there for you

he just wants to see his bby to smile again awe

will let you take all the time you need

won't let anyone disturb you if you don't want to be disturbed

won't force you, but will encourage you to go out

many many cuddles for you

honey he's sobbing with you

comfort cuddles 25/8 when he sees just how affected you are

scowers the world to get you signed/limited edition anything pertaining to your favorite characters the actor voiced

will binge watch/play/read anything and everything involving said actor/characters

stay hydrated pls

let this sweetie help you too he's trying his best

he's never seen you so sad ohmygod

be patient with him pls, he genuinely doesn't understand

we all know Satan has never been the best in terms of emotional understanding, more logical

"you have no direct ties to this actor, so why?" is his first thought

he tries he best for you though

will give his all to make sure you stay hydrated and eat

your own lil nurse

will def be there to listen to your sorrows on this situation

like Satan, Asmodeus is v tricky with this seeing as we've never seen really how he handles grief at least, not that i recall

also doesn't understand, but will try his best

by the heavens he's gonna keep you healthy and taken care of

makes sure to help you relax and take your time

#save mcs skin 2k22

more touch/intimate based comfort

won't push you to go out and socialize

one way or another this man will make sure you eat and stay hydrated

he won't force you to eat, but by god you can't deny those puppy eyes

v good listener to your sorrows

i see him as one to try and keep you distracted from the event

trying to keep your mind occupied

bear cuddles and hugs all around

such a sweetie

so worried about you

uses his powers to make sure you get sleep

will keep you company when you skip RAD to grieve

cant stand to let you go through any type of negative emotion alone

makes sure to give you happy dreams

def lets you take all the time you need

stuck by your side

fuk u mammon

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ahhh how did i do? ive never experienced something like this so i tried my hardest

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me mammon #obey me belphegor #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me headcanons

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Alr so it's called Chronicles of Existentia!!Existentia is a high fantasy world where everyone is born with powers and like atla has it's countries based off cultures of color except for Gwendolyn's(who is the big villain of the series),which is based off european ones and has a bunch of other magical elements on it!The protagonist is an afro-dominican trans girl who grew up on earth,bullied and abused,named Mateo Santiago initially but then her egg cracks a few books in and she changes her name to Helena!!

Also,she's an Existentian with nature magic but didn't know it until she found a portal to her world on her 10th birthday and unlocked her powers,was adopted by the king of Girasol(her country)bc he was best friends with her parents when they were alive(and their last name was Reyes so she changes that too once she finds out),had adventures,made friends and even saved the world!!I picked her name to be that bc i came up with her by listening to the mcr song by the same name,the lyrics 'things are better if i stay,so long and good night' in particular being about her deciding to stay on Existentia at the end of the first book bc she's actually happy there unlike on earth.Also personality wise she's a mix of Luz and Willow!!

The secondary fem mc is Lang Son,who is Helena's best girl friend that's vietnamese(coded) and a transmasc he/they butch lesbian with healing magic and is a 'mean girl who's still heroic' type of character,and the male mc and Helena's love interest is Tharun Osei,who is afro-indian and has darkness magic and started off as Gwendolyn's ward under the name 'Nia' because he thought he was cis but eventually realized he's transmasc genderfluid and changed his name(his surname comes from his birth parents,who Gwendolyn kidnapped him from bc of his type of powers).Him and Helena have an enemies to reluctant allies to best friends to lovers dynamic-with the romance coming in later bc they're 10 and 12 at first-and the best way i can describe his personality and storylines is 'Zuko and Hunter but black'

Woah sorry this got way longer than i intended KFKDURJT but yeah for the last thing,the themes of the series are love,growth,that having fun is important and healing from bad things that have happened to you!!

OOOH COOL

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I posted 1,325 times in 2022

That's 1,109 more posts than 2021!

85 posts created (6%)

1,240 posts reblogged (94%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@property-of-diavolo

@kannra21

@eternallydaydreaming2015

@devildomditzy

@incendiak

I tagged 1,269 of my posts in 2022

Only 4% of my posts had no tags

#obey me - 885 posts

#obey me lucifer - 209 posts

#obey me mammon - 158 posts

#obey me diavolo - 88 posts

#obey me leviathan - 87 posts

#obey me simeon - 79 posts

#obey me barbatos - 77 posts

#obey me satan - 76 posts

#obey me solomon - 68 posts

#halloween - 53 posts

Longest Tag: 111 characters

#you know lucifer somewhere just violently sneezed and then glared suspiciously in whatever direction simeon was

My Top Posts in 2022:

Somehow I’m losing my mind over Raphael’s bedroom. The partially eaten GIGANTIC apple just hanging out, the books and papers on the floor, the not-quite-made bed with the dangle blanket. I don’t know what I expected of him but this was not it and yet I’m loving it.

159 notes - Posted November 7, 2022

so we all have a dark sense of humor in this fandom right? if that's not you, scroll past this, it's not going to hit your funny bone. (spoiler warning for lesson 16!)

okay so the way we have anniversaries in the devildom, what if MC has yearly anniversaries of the day they died?

like hear me out. i like belphie now, but i also feel like it's my diavolo-given right to remind him he's a little shit on a regular basis.

the boys wake up one morning to MC laying in the foyer with a banner hung over them "HAPPY ONE YEAR SINCE I DIED DAY!" we give belphie a sparkly birthday-style hat that says "I'M AN ASSHOLE" and pin a lil badge to his chest that says "MURDERER" and he has to wear it all day.

"it's been one year since belphie murdered me mid-hug and laughed about it!"

"it's been two years since the day belphie strangled me to death and then cackled maniacally in the foyer over my corpse!"

"happy three years since he brutally slaughtered me and then dragged my body through the house like a cat showing off its kill!"

but i feel like we would have to text mammon first to warn/remind him of the holiday i don't wanna traumatize my first man.

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Crying About Season 2 Episode 3

Putting everything under cuts because I don't want to spoil for people who haven't seen it yet.

I CONTINUE TO INSIST MC BE ALLOWED TO ABSOLUTELY ENCOURAGE LEVI'S NERDING OUT. As someone somewhere on the neurodivergent spectrum, I hyperfixate and obsess and nerd out hard on shows and games too. And I know how much it hurts when your friends and family mock you or tune you out or walk away from your excitement. And I know how much it means when they listen and get excited too and even if they don't care or understand they're happy just to see you happy.

And every time in the game when Levi starts getting excited and we're forced to like, not care or shut him down? NO. NO I REFUSE.

Anyway, specifically in this episode, I will admit Simeon's entirely un-subtle escape made me cackle

Followed by Luke's misery crawl after both his dads abandoned him like that

See the full post

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Cold Hands

Lucifer x MC (gender neutral)

Fluff, hand holding, fall vibes

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It's a chilly night in the Devildom, the breeze cutting straight through your clothes. Lucifer beside you doesn't even twitch, the breeze ruffling his hair so prettily you can't help but wonder if he's using magic for that effect. Maybe it's his sin reflecting onto you, but you tense your muscles stubbornly and refuse the shiver that arcs along your spine.

He glimpses you from the corner of his eye, watching you clench your jaw against the chattering. You don't seem to realize how you're squeezing his fingers, your bare skin prickling in his grasp, the leather gloves denying you any shared heat. He could tease you, comment on your fragile human flesh, your trademark stubbornness in refusing to ask for his jacket.

Or he could unfurl his wings, stretch them wide and then let them settle in a way that just so happens to curl loosely around you and block the worst of the wind. "Oh, you don't mind, do you?" he drawls, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "The breeze feels pleasant on them." He slips his hand from your grasp long enough to pluck off his gloves and tuck them gently into his pockets, then entwines your fingers with his.

The heat from his hand seeps to your bones and up your arm. "Not at all," you reply, biting back your smile. You know he's caught your chills, and more than that, your attempt to hide them from him. "And your hands? Do you like the feel of the breeze on those, too?"

He lifts your hand in his so he can press his lips to the back of it. His gaze remains locked with yours as he lingers, the warmth of his breath on your skin erasing any memory of cold. "I prefer the feel of you."

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My #1 post of 2022

Sometimes I think about how the other sorcerers must get BIG MAD at MC because they're the first and only human to have a pact with all seven sins, all seven lords of hell.

They should be wealthy beyond understanding, have limitless power, be everything good boys and girls fear about deals with the devil.

And instead they only call upon the pacts for like, stupid shit.

"I heard they summoned Lucifer yesterday???" "Yeah, don't get excited. They didn't want to have to call the cable company to cancel service so they asked him to do it for them."

"Yo, the new kid used their pact to call Satan here! Who died? I didn't see any wild death tolls on the news--" "I saw on Instagram they went to Barnes & Noble and then a shelter to pet cats."

"Did you see they had Beelzebub here last night? And he looked pissed." "I have a friend who works at Olive Garden. Apparently he found the limit to the unlimited salad and breadsticks."

"Was I seeing things or was Asmodeus in town? With Solomon, I assume?" "Nah, with his apprentice." "Oh, were they trying to seduce their way--" "They were trying out those new nail polish robots at Target."

"Ugh, did they summon Mammon? Why??" "Apparently they couldn't reach some of the spell components on a top shelf and didn't want to go get the step stool."

"The new kid is outside with Leviathan, and they're standing real close talking animatedly. You don't think he's scouting ahead for the Navy, do you?" "Nope, walked by them earlier. They're playing Pokemon Go."

"I'm pretty sure that's Belphegor in the lounge near the fireplace." "Yep. Apparently the new kid likes to shove their bare feet under him while he naps, says he's 'the perfect temperature'."

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #I'M SCREAMING the tags really give away my simping scores

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thanks @charlesxcx for the tag!!

last book i bought: Book Lovers by Emily Henry!! walked into a bookstore on release day, got it, and already read it!! (actually it’s probably the worst of her adult romance novels but it was still fun)

was gifted: VERY good question, I don’t think I made my mom give me anything for Christmas... might’ve been a historical fiction about Maria Callas (proper published RPF lmao) that my friend gave me for my birthday last year. I get why she thought I’d like it but wow it was not my taste at all

gave/lent someone: Delilah Green Doesn’t Care, my friend went camping and it rained the entire weekend and she did very little but sit in her little tent and read this

started: The Travelling Cat Chronicles, reading this for a book club thing. not really my kind of book but it’s alright to listen to. gonna finish it today

finished: Along for the Ride, a little reread because the Netflix movie just came out. I actually liked this better now than I did when I was the target audience, it always ranked thoroughly mid in my Sarah Dessen books

gave 5 stars: according to Goodreads it’s The Marrow Thieves. keep in mind that five stars does not equal favorite book for me. and also that my rating system is based off of vibes and a complicated mix of elements I like to reward/punish. I also read this in a day? it was really good, don’t get me wrong! but this is also a book outside my comfort zone and it’s one that surprised me so I ended up being generous with my rating

gave 2 stars: The Spanish Love Deception, I’ve since read several books that I’ve not rated because giving them 2 stars isn’t fair if I’m not the intended audience/reading a book I wouldn’t normally read, but that one... goes on the long list of books that TikTok is so wrong about. easily 150 pages too long because it’s overwritten to the point of absurdity, keeps mentioning the cringe title, an enemies to lovers in which the guy said something slightly stupid 5 years ago and nobody except the girl remembers and she’s truly unreasonably angry about it but the guy is also blatantly in love with the girl the entire time so it’s just pointless

didn’t finish: I pretty much only dnf in the first 10% and I don’t even really count that as having started a book... and once I make that decision I immediately forget about the book... looking through library loans I’ve returned without reading them, it’s probably I’m So (Not) Over You, which I really wanted to read but found the writing style and the MC’s characterization unbearable of (like... the MC dated this guy for 18 months in college and when they met again a couple years later he preteneded that he didn’t know the other guy’s major?????)

tagging @juncosracing @denialricciardo @lyonsbutton @scuderiafiatpanda if you wanna do this <3

#tag game #books

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airadam · 10 months

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Episode 169 : Thirteen Squared, Fourteen Years

"Paid my dues, now pay my fee."

- Pete Rock

Another year in the books! This is the fourteenth birthday episode of the podcast, and it's wild to look back at how different the landscape looked back in 2009 when I started it off. At least nowadays, I don't have to explain what a podcast is!

I needed a selection worthy of the milestone, and I think you'll enjoy it - Hip-Hop basically end-to-end, with some virtuoso performances on the mics, the boards, and the turntables. Turn the volume up and check the styles...

Book a ticket to see me play live in Salford with the 45 Kings and Queens on July 8th here!

Gigs & streams calendar : events.airadam.com

Twitter : @airadam13

Twitch : @airadam13

Playlist/Notes

Swizz Beatz ft. Jadakiss, Benny the Butcher, and Scar Lip : Take 'Em Out

Huge new single to open things up for this month, and a track I can already tell is going to make my list of top Spotify tracks this year. As part of the 50th year of Hip-Hop celebrations, Mass Appeal have released a couple of producer-led EPs with a selection of MCs, and this is of course from Swizz' contribution. It's not the production style most would think of when Swizz Beatz is mentioned, but listen for the classic "The Bridge Is Over" drums accompanied by what sounds like a pipe organ with the "evil" stop pulled all the way out - vicious. And the MCs, my goodness! LOX legend Jadakiss opens up, hands off to modern-day street rap giant Benny the Butcher, and cleanup duty is handled in fine style by the young and hungry Scar Lip. The video is great as well - chaotic, dark, monochrome, giving me just a taste of the same energy as the visuals for Ice Cube's "Wicked" back in the day. The whole package is hard like titanium.

Onyx : Throw Ya Gunz (Instrumental)

After starting the show with a track sampling the yelled into Onyx's first single, which was a big tune in its day, I decided to follow up with the instrumental as I hadn't heard it in so long. RIP to Chyskillz, the producer, who passed away in 2018.

Coach NYM : Work Ethic

One from my gym playlist for you, taken from the "Healthy Gangsta" LP. Part of the RBG movement, NYM gives a message on this track and the rest of the album that very much aligns with the innovative "Workout" LPs that stic of dead prez (their lowercasing, btw) released in 2011 and 2020. Turn this track up and get your motivation right!

Bronx Slang : Excuse Me Again

My man Jerry Beeks accurately and sadly points out that the subject of this track will continue to be relevant into the foreseeable future. Following up from the original "Excuse Me Officer" from the "Bronx Slang" LP, this is, in Beeks' distinctive style, a run-down of yet more Black people who have been murdered by the police. The producer Fake Blood gives it a soundtrack with just a hint of melancholy that still makes you nod your head thanks to his drum programming, and leaves enough space for you to hear every work clearly. Find this on the appropriately-named "Substance" album.

Blak Twang ft. Fallacy : Homegrown

I promise I didn't just try to find every track that sampled Onyx and throw them into this episode! The b-side of the incredible 1996 "Real Estate" 12", this is not only pure lyrical rawness from both MCs (Blak Twang/Taipanic/Tony Rotton and Fallacy) over a beat from V.R.S, but it's also the source of an incredible number of samples. If you go and check the excellent Blak Twang LP "19 Long Time", you'll be amazed how many times he samples himself, and from this specific cut - EPMD would be proud :)

The Musalini ft. Pete Rock and 9th Wonder : Carmel City 2

The vast majority of times, a sequel track is done by the original artist (for example, EPMD's "Jane" series, Ice Cube with the "Gangsta's Fairytale" pair), but this is an interesting exception. Pete Rock, the producer of the original "Carmel City" from his and CL Smooth's "The Main Ingredient" LP is here...but only on the mic, and even then only as the featured guest! Lead duties are taken by Bronx native The Musalini, and production is by a man who would absolutely name Pete Rock as an influence, North Carolina's 9th Wonder. This track has had a lot of rewinds in my headphones over the last month!

BusCrates : Get It Going

The brand new BusCrates LP, "Control Center" released this week, and it starts off with this serious groove, one which I had to let you get a good helping of before my voiceover! The new LP is overally lower in tempo than his "Blasting Off" album, and leans a little more in the direction of Hip-Hop while maintaining his funky and soulful style. BusCrates is an exceptionally skilled producer and DJ - as well as a thoroughly nice guy - who absolutely deserves your support.

Little Brother : Sittin Alone

This track will, depending on your age, inspire mocking laughter or wry recognition! The time comes to all of us where the thought of hitting the clubs on a Saturday night sounds...kind of tiring. If nothing else, I'm sure everyone can relate to the flyer with eight different fonts on it :) Mixing real feelings with a great bit of humour, it's just one example of the grown man rap on the "May The Lord Watch" album. As an aside - paying child support is not, of course, just a Black thing!

Kev Brown : Homework Part 1

Like most of the tracks on the "Homework" album, I wish this were a touch longer, but the man from Landover has a gift for leaving everyone wanting more! You can certainly hear his characteristic bassline action, while the high end is actually really prominent on this too, in a lo-fi fashion - almost sounds like a rough draft, but you know it's all intentional and provides a canvas for him to kick some lyrics, in case you forgot he puts in work on the mic too :)

Prodigy & Nas : Self Conscience

One of those great mixtape tracks from a previous era that you just don't hear around anymore, but absolutely deserves an airing. A concept piece lyrically, this has the late great Prodigy talking to his conscience, going back and forth, before Nas closes things out. The beat is by Infinite Arkatechz, who were basically the patron saints of sampling New Age and prog rock records (you might recognise this one). Find this somewhat forgotten classic on the "Nas & Ill Will Records Prsents...QB Finest" compilation.

dead prez : The Game Of Life (Score)

The "Soul In The Hole" soundtrack may be better known to many than the excellent film, but either way, here's the top-notch opening track, bringing a message to set the tone and frame the events of the story in a much wider context. This is actually my favourite iteration of the dead prez sound - tracks like this and "Sellin' Dope (Drugs Oppress People Everyday)" really stood out sonically from the mass of releases of the same time period. The production is provided by Da Heads - according to Discogs, only ever credited for this one song, but I'm wondering if somehow, somewhere, DJ Spinna is in the mix...

[Swizz Beatz] Nas : Salute Me (The General) (Instrumental)

Thumping, militaristic instrumental from the keyboard era. I love the opening on this before it settles down into the rhythm of the verses, which is even better on the vocal version with the opening adlibs.

Gunshot : Clear From Present Danger

RIP MC Alkaline. For those that don't know, Gunshot were truly one of the defining groups of their era, standard bearers for what became known to many as the "Britcore" style. The beats were almost always uptempo (this isn't even that fast compared to many), dramatic and dense, with a clear influence of The Bomb Squad - as time went on, this style went on to help give birth to other UK electronic music genres. The lyrics and delivery were always aggressive - as I say on the voiceover, think "action film" rather than trying to make you believe they were gangsters. This is one of the classic singles from this crew out of Leyton, East London, complete with a full lyric sheet on the back of the sleeve if you can get hold of the vinyl.

DJ Supreme ft. Son Of Noise : R.I.P.

More UK Hip-Hop royalty from the same era as Gunshot - the legendary DJ Supreme of Hijack producing for the mic-destroying Son of Noise on a 2016/7 release that shows that neither half of this combo have lost a step since they first came out. Raw, hard-edged, unapologetic British Hip-Hop on a battle tip.

Rob Swift ft. DJ Klever and Melo-D : 2-3 Break

One of the greatest DJs of all time and also a fierce defender of DJing ethics, rights, and responsibilities, Rob Swift is a man that should be held up high by all those who claim to represent Hip-Hop culture. On this 2002 cut, he pays tribute to the original "Two, Three, Break" by The B Boys (with the great Chuck Chillout on the wheels), and combines with two other turntable titans, Klever and Melo-D of Beat Junkies for a turntable workout over some classic beats and breaks. I was pleased to find that Rob's second LP "Sound Event" that this is drawn from is on streaming platforms, so don't miss out having a listen to the rest of the album.

Tobi Sunmola : Not The One

If you've heard me DJ on Twitch in the last few years, you may well have heard me play this absolute heater to great response! From Lagos to Manchester, Tobi Sunmola is a real talent with his own style, and kills it on this uptempo cut from his 2018 EP "Good Guys Don't Survive". Let's hope that this one does.

Ilajide : INDYNSUMRLUV

Faithful podcast listeners will already know how I rate this man, an incredible producer out of Detroit who hammers the funk into a sequencer like few can. The bassline is simple, but is just what's needed underneath those drums, where the hi-hats are doing the work of bringing the complexity while the kick and snare keep time. Very dope business from January's "NO SAUCEPAN TUESDAYS" album/beat tape. I'm assuming Tuesdays are for air fryers only.

Tobe Nwigwe ft. Coast Contra : DESTRUCTION

Tobe Nwigwe and his team are continuing to have success which is great to see - it's been four years since I first played him here (which is not when he started), and it's been constant elevation from there. This cut from last year's "moMINTs" album is big, booming, and as heavy as the title suggests, with Tobe, Nick Humes and Nick Baker on production. Guesting on several mics are the crew of dangerous Los Angeles MCs that is Coast Contra, who bring the heat to help close the episode in dramatic fashion. By the way, I realised how much time is flying when I realised that two members of Coast Contra are the sons of Ras Kass!

Please remember to support the artists you like! The purpose of putting the podcast out and providing the full tracklist is to try and give some light, so do use the songs on each episode as a starting point to search out more material. If you have Spotify in your country it's a great way to explore, but otherwise there's always Youtube and the like. Seeing your favourite artists live is the best way to put money in their pockets, and buy the vinyl/CDs/downloads of the stuff you like the most!

Check out this episode!

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linawritesocs · 1 year

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vance's birthday ssr vignette!

it's our beloved gamer boy's not you idia birthday!

some notes: this happens after vance's overblot, so his relationship with trey is not so good right now. also even though his oc appellations say that he would refer to mc as "prefect-san", i think he would call seth by his first name and "-kun" because he sees him as a friend.

(picrew link)

[ part 1 ]

[ heartslabyul dorm lounge - birthday venue ]

seth: happy birthday, vance-chan~

vance: !! seth-kun! i'm so happy you're here!

seth: and you have no idea how happy i am to be here! you look so adorable in your birthday outfit too!

vance: hehe, thank you~ cater-kun took so many photos of me, he said that i look so cute, he just can't stop taking pics!

seth: if i had my phone with me right now, i would take as many photos as i could! but i have to focus on this interview thing..

vance: ooh, i think i heard about it before. you're gonna ask me some birthday-related questions, right?

seth: yeah, something like that. just remember that if any question makes you uncomfortable, you can tell me and we'll skip it. your birthday is supposed to be fun, right? we don't wanna ruin it.

*hayden's birthday ssr vignette flashback*

seth: *thinking* "i don't want the same thing to happen again.."

seth: okay, let's start! can you tell us about one of your past birthdays?

vance: hmm.. would my tenth birthday be okay?

seth: sure! ahh, i bet you were just as cute when you were little! just imagining tiny vance-chan running around makes me feel so warm and soft..

seth: i mean, you still are tiny-

seth: okay, okay, you don't have to glare at me like that!

vance: so, me turning ten years old was a big deal for my family. everyone was super excited and i was so happy, because wow, i'm ten now! i'm not a little kid anymore!

vance: or so i thought. but later i realized that all of them still saw me as a little kid.

seth: i mean, when you're ten, you are still a child, even though celebrating your tenth birthday feels so special..

seth: but i totally get what you're saying! i can imagine that you were quite a rebellious type when you were little.

vance: oh, i wasn't like that at all, actually.

vance: everyone thought that i was a very sweet kid, who would never disobey his parents and grandpa and they often said things like "i wish my son was just as nice as you, vance-kun!" and "your parents are so lucky to have a son like you!"

seth: really?? wow, it's only a first question, but i learned something new about you already.

vance: well, considering my big brother's behavior, of course, people would think that i'm better than him..

seth: ah, wasn't your big brother a nrc student as well? i think he was in savanaclaw?

vance: yeah, that's one of the reasons why i wanted to be sorted into savanaclaw. he was much more loud and rebellious and he refused to listen to my parents and my grandpa especially.

vance: i still think he's really cool though! i want to be just like him when i become older!

seth: *thinking* "i heard that vance-chan's big bro was a huge troublemaker.. i don't wanna ruin his dreams or anything, but maybe it's better for him to not follow his example."

seth: *thinking* "riddle-chan wouldn't like that at all.."

vance: my tenth birthday was really fun, i got so many gifts, it was mostly toys, but i didn't mind.. though i wanted to get something more "mature" for once.

vance: my grandpa's gift was exactly like that, but it was.. the worst one, haha.

seth: your grandpa..

*vance's overblot flashback*

seth: um, i'm sorry that i'm asking, but what did he get you? i'm just curious, haha..

vance: ...

vance: *laughing* he thought it would be a good idea to get me this huge book about computers, how they were invented, how to build one, stuff like that.

vance: it was full of words that a 10 year old boy like me couldn't understand and i had to ask him what they mean, but he just told me that if i don't know that, i'm probably too stupid to read this book.

seth: vance-chan-

vance: but to be honest, i think my grandpa actually had good intentions.

seth: huh?? why do you think so?

vance: well, i liked video games a lot since i was a child and he always told me how bad they are, but he still got me this book about computers for some reason even though he could get me something "more serious". you know, like, maybe a book about mathematics or biology.

vance: so.. i want to believe that he had a reason for buying that book and that reason was him trying to understand my interests better.

vance: it doesn't mean that i forgive him for what he did to me, though. that old man still sucks and i hate him with passion, but hey, i have to appreciate the effort.

seth: .. you're right, vance-chan.

seth: even if he's a part of your family, it doesn't mean that he deserves to be forgiven.

seth: i also want to believe that he got that book for you because he knew about your love for video games.

[ part 2 ]

seth: by the way, you can't eat sweet stuff, right? so what about your birthday cake?

vance: ah, trey made sure it's more sour rather than sweet, so i don't have to worry about that.

vance: i could just tell him that i don't need a cake, but i still wanted to try one, because i deserve it and it's my birthday.

seth: *thinking* "he sounds kinda annoyed right now.. probably because of what happened between him and trey-chan."

seth: *thinking* "quick, gotta change the subject!"

seth: o-okay, so, did anyone wish you a happy birthday today, aside from the heartslabyul students?

vance: yeah, a lot of people actually! i'm pretty popular here, hehe~

vance: kalim-senpai, epel-kun, ortho-kun, hayden-senpai, merrill-senpai..

vance: idia also tried to say something to me, but he got too scared and left. he's so pathetic..

seth: wow, you don't like him at all, even though your interests are so similar.

vance: well, that's because i'm better than him! i'm trying to quit that "using gamer slang every five seconds" habit of mine and i think i sound better like this. also even though i'm a gamer, i'm not a shut-in and i actually go outside and make friends! you know, i don't need reminders to go and touch some grass or anything! i even beat him in some games before!

vance: riley-kun beat him in a rhythm game before too. he's so cool, don't you think so?

seth: oh yeah, about him, did he wish you a happy birthday as well?

vance: he sure did! he was one of the first people to do that.

seth: and what did he get you?

vance: oh, riley-kun said that he's not good at giving gifts and apologized for that. he said that he hopes going to an amusement park later today will be enough and that he wants to tell me something really important there..

seth: interesting! so, did you agree to go?

vance: of course i did! i'm not sad about not getting a gift from riley-kun, i just really want to spend more time with him.

vance: *blushing* s-so yeah, i'm very excited about it, hehe.. i'm especially curious to hear what he has to say..

seth: .. vance-chan, do you know what that means?

vance: huh?

seth: he asked you out on a date, you dummy! he's totally going to confess his feelings today!

vance: n-no, we're just friends, really! why would it be a date, haha..

seth: but do you want it to be a date?

vance: yes- i mean, uh..

vance: i-if that's what riley-kun w-wants..

seth: hehe, don't worry, your senpai's got your back. i will help you with everything, just stay calm, okay? riley-kun would never hate you or anything.

vance: um.. thank you, seth-kun.

vance: or would it be better for me to call you seth-senpai?

vance: honestly, even though you're a first-year, i feel like i can trust you more than some.. uh, other upperclassmen.

seth: *thinking* "oh, he totally means trey-chan."

seth: *thinking* "but i'm glad he thinks of me as a senpai! i just need to make other first-years think of me like that as well.."

[ part 3 ]

seth: okay, our interview is gonna end soon, but i have some questions left.

seth: now that i think about it, it's your first time celebrating your birthday here, right?

seth: so, did it turn out to be exactly what you expected from your dorm and this school?

vance: well, when i was sorted into this dorm, i hated the idea of celebrating my birthday here. i just knew that riddle-senpai will ruin everything.

vance: i even thought that he cares about unbirthday parties more than the birthday ones, haha..

vance: *thinking* "riddle-senpai will definitely kill me if he reads this interview.."

vance: but actually, this birthday party is much more fun than i imagined it to be. riddle-senpai even said that he will allow me to do pretty much anything i want, because it's my birthday.

seth: oh, really? so what did you do-

vance: nothing special. i really want to do something dangerous or risky, but i'm way too scared of riddle-senpai even though he gave me a permission.

vance: also i have to stay safe if i want to meet up with riley-kun later..

seth: *laughing* you're right. i would support you no matter what you do, but if you end up injuring yourself again..

seth: even if you have riddle-chan's permission, he won't shut up about it and your future birthday parties won't be as fun.

vance: yeah. i'm surprised that he even decided to go easy on me today. i thought that he would be just as strict today..

vance: hm, maybe that's your influence, seth-kun?

seth: what do you mean?

vance: well, you two argue quite often and riddle-senpai never has anything good to say about you, but i noticed that he looks more.. relaxed when you're around?

vance: maybe he got this idea from you? i feel like he actually respects you a lot.

seth: .. i'm not so sure about that, but i'll ask him later.

seth: okay, is there anything else you're excited about, vance-chan?

vance: do you know how some games have these birthday log-in bonuses and stuff? i can't wait to log in later today and get all those cool gifts!

vance: idia, if you're reading this interview, this is your punishment for telling me that i have awful gacha luck. maybe my luck isn't so good, but i have more in-game currency than you.

seth: ahaha, i'd love to see idia-chan's reaction to this!

seth: oh well, it looks like it's time for me to go. once again, happy birthday, vance-chan!

#HBD MY GAMER SON!!#also seth acts a lot more chill in these bday vignettes haha #and how cute would it be if vance said that he and riley are officially dating in his second bday vignette #a gamer skater boy: vance #the isolated prince: seth

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