one day, when the current nail polish is gone ❤️ i can BARELY reach my toes and i fucked up painting them recently. it’s so bad!! but it makes me laugh every time i see them so i decided to keep it all weird :3
Gamer!Ellie who loves playing Minecraft with you; the two of you always end up in a deep two-week phase of playing for hours on end.
Gamer!Ellie who always puts her bed next to yours.
“Ellie, what are you doing?”
“Just helping you finish building your bedroom,”
She places a dark green bed right next to your blush pink bed. Even though you can’t see Ellie’s face right now, you can picture the stupid grin that she’s making. Ellie hears you let out a deep sigh through your headset.
“Oh c’mon! Pink goes good with green!” She protests.
“Goes well with green.” you correct her.
Gamer!Ellie who teases you for playing with cave sounds off cause they’re scary; she’ll never admit she has them off too.
Gamer!Ellie who is ridiculously good at Fortnite and you hate to admit it.
“#1 Victory Royal” glows across the top of your screen.
“Let's play one more round, and then I need to sleep.” You say.
“Hmmm maybe we should stop here, my back kinda hurts.” Ellie says.
“Oh no! Are you okay?” You ask obliviously.
“Yeah it’s just been tough carrying this duo the whole time.”
Ellie is met by the sound of you ending the call, and you are soon met by a flood of text messages.
Gamer!Ellie who is usually really good at Mario Kart, but mysteriously happens to lose whenever you’re around…
Dina finished in first place, closely followed by Jesse.
“Not fair! I was first like the whole time.” Jesse said.
“Doesn’t look like it.” Dina smirked.
Normally Ellie would tell them to get a room, but she didn’t pay any mind to Dina and Jesse’s usual banter because all her attention was on you. Something about the way your hair sprawled across your hoodie, and the way your face looked when you were completely focused captivated her.
You came through in fourth place, and all of you looked at Ellie’s corner of the screen as you waited for her to finish. You all watched her carelessly drive straight into a banana peel.
“Hey, so you’re actually supposed to drive around those.” Dina said sarcastically.
“Well, who the fuck left that there!?” Ellie complained.
In the next round, Jesse got first, followed by Dina in second, and you in third. As for Ellie, she was lagging behind again. She kept falling off the track over and over because her eyes weren’t on the road. Did you always have a mole on the side of your neck? Even though she’s known you for so long, Ellie loved noticing new things about you, like the smell of your new perfume and the mix of new and old rings you’re wearing today.
“Can’t park there.” Jesse said as Ellie drove off the edge again.
“Shut up.” Ellie scoffed.
“Sucks to suck.” Dina laughed.
“Damn, Ellie you kinda do suck. 10th place??” Jesse questioned.
“Yeah, is something distracting you, Ellie?” Dina teased.
“Something or someone?” Jesse added on.
“I hate you two.” She grumbled.
Gamer!Ellie who cries when you finish playing Red Dead Redemption 2.
Gamer!Ellie who always says “chat” even though it’s just the two of you playing on facetime.
Gamer!Ellie who loves Super Smash Bros and has a strange way of asking you to play with her.
“I’m bored, I don’t know what to do.” You sigh as you slump into the couch.
“You tryna smash?” Ellie asks casually, as if talking about something simple like the weather.
You bolt upright.
“What are you talking about!?”
“Oh… I thought you said you love that game. You always play Kirby and eat everyone.”
“Ellie, you freak.”
Gamer!Ellie who takes Just Dance way too seriously.
Ellie has just lost another round to you, she’s been on a losing streak for about 3 songs in a row now.
“You’re not doing it right!” Ellie insists.
“What are you talking about?”
“I can see you only moving the arm with the controller.”
“Yeah, and I’m still beating yo-”
Ellie cuts you off by throwing a couch pillow at your face.
“Get up and dance for real or else I’m gonna smash you again.”
Gamer!Ellie who is horrible at parkour and hates Roblox obbys with a passion.
Gamer!Ellie who ragequits when she’s not a pro at a game she literally just started; but if you say you like the game, she’ll start it up again immediately.
Gamer!Ellie who knows all the fnaf lore and made a powerpoint presentation with a complete timeline to present it to you.
Gamer!Ellie who always goes first in Roblox horror games so that you don't have to be scared. (she also dies first too, but she's trying her best.)
Gamer!Ellie who loves playing choice-based games with you and debating which option is better. You two get into a heated debate over the Life is Strange 1 ending.
(Warning: lis 1 spoilers ahead.)
“Arcadia bay is the only right answer.” Ellie says.
She’s about to lock in her decision, but you snatch the controller from her hands.
“What the hell!? I’m keeping them together no matter what! We didn’t do all this for nothing.” You respond.
“You can’t just sacrifice a ton of people for one person. Imagine the guilt that one person would have to live with.” Ellie reasoned.
“I can’t believe you would watch the two of them go on this whole journey together only to rip them apart at the end. I’m not just gonna let Chloe go.” You said.
“Okay fine. Imagine if you do keep them together, Chloe’s probably gonna feel some crazy survivor’s guilt that’ll strain their relationship down the line.”
After going back and forth for what feels like an eternity, you reluctantly find yourself agreeing with Ellie.
“Ugh fine.” You hand the controller back to her, and even though you both agree it’s the right thing to do, your heart still hurts a little as you watch Ellie choose many people over the one person that really mattered.
“So… would you be mad if someone chose your life over a ton of people, Ellie?”
“Don’t ask stupid questions.”
Gamer!Ellie who loves Jin from Ghost of Tsushima, even though you don’t see eye to eye.
(Warning: Ghost of Tsushima spoilers ahead.)
“I can’t believe Jin threw everything away for revenge.” You said.
“What? He’s a hero.” Ellie says.
“Hero?! He killed like hundreds or thousands of people!”
“Jin had no choice but to kill his enemies. If he let them live, they would’ve just come after him.”
“Okay, but he could’ve at least killed them honorably. He was so blinded by revenge he threw away his honor and his family name. He lost so much, was it really worth it?”
Ellie went quiet. Then, she turned to you with a fake serious expression- she has such a bad poker face around you. You could tell that beneath her stern face, she was holding back a laugh.
“Honor died on the beach.” Ellie said, mimicking Jin’s voice as she said his iconic line.
“Okay, Ghost of Seattle over here.” You laughed.
Gamer!Ellie who loves that you never get tired of listening to her ramble about her favorite games and comics, because poor Dina and Jesse have had Savage Starlight explained to them hundreds of times now.
Gamer!Ellie who stays up late playing games with you long into the night.
Ellie and you have been taking turns playing Ellie’s favorite Legend of Zelda game for hours now. The sun is long gone, and you’re fighting to stay awake while Ellie is solving puzzles.
“Okay, I can’t figure this out. Do you wanna try?” Ellie hands you the controller, only to see you’ve fallen asleep on the couch.
Ellie giggles quietly, careful not to wake you, and takes a picture. She’s definitely going to send this to you with some silly message for you to see when you wake up. Ellie gently picks you up and carries you to your bed. She tucks you in and lays down beside you, watching you sleep. She wonders what you dream about, and she moves a stray strand of hair behind your ear.
“Good night,” Ellie whispers as she places a soft kiss upon your forehead.
You wake up with her head on your chest and you decide to sleep in, holding her close.
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Author’s note: This my first fanfic, I hope u guys like it!! I started off writing cute/silly ones, but then started to notice parallels between tlou and other games I’ve played. Ugh I would love to know Ellie’s opinions if she was able to play. I love imagining modern au Ellie. Also, did anyone catch the Wicked reference hehe 💗💚 I need gamer Ellie so badddd
Idk if you're still taking asks about tegg but I was looking at it and early on when it was on the fence if she would hatch made me wonder something.
How would Grian react if the egg never hatched? In the timeline near the end it was said he became more upset about it. Would the egg eventually be taken away for his health?
Hmmm….. I never planned that route out, I thought it’d be too dark of an AU to do, but I can do a little What If, I guess.
There’s a few ways this could go.
If the dragon egg is empty, is it just an item ? It’ll never change or do anything. Grian happily watches it, carries it around with him, keeps it warm under his shirt… As time goes on, Grian becomes more nervous and concerned when the egg passes it’s due date, it shouldn’t take this long to hatch, somethings wrong, it doesn’t wiggle or anything when it should.
Grian becomes more obsessed with it, he stops going out, he stops allowing by visitors, he stops taking care of his builds and even himself.
Boatem has to get Xisuma involved. They don’t take the egg from him, but there’s an intervention, they’re worried, Grian looks horrible…
Grian holds onto a small glimmer of hope as Xisuma checks over the egg, surely it’s all a mistake, he counted the dates wrong maybe, or it needs help cracking the shell, or…..
But the way multiple hands reach for his shoulders tells him the truth before Xisuma does. Grian wrestles with the idea, it’s exactly what he’s been fearing; the egg is empty, whether it had something before or not, it fills Grian with sorrow, and he sobs.
I’m not sure what he does with the egg after this, maybe it gets put inside hide ender chest, like in canon.
The broodiness slowly subsides, Grian realizes how crazy he was being, he almost laughs at himself, so stupid. He strides out of his house ready to build and only sobs a little bit on his train. Sometimes he looks at Scar and feels hollow, the egg really would’ve loved that stupid big hat.
Boatem….. Notices. The puffy red eyes, the late nights building, the distant look on his face, he’s not handling this as good as he’s trying to pretend.
Another route of this same idea is…. If the egg is empty, that means it’s actively spoiling, it’s rotting…. It wouldn’t make it the full supposed term.
Somewhere in the middle, after the Tegg games, and after Grian had gotten attached to it, it… Cracks. The shell had thinned out so much, and the insides had become watery and foul, and the constant warmth did not help.
The egg shatters on his lap, spilling its rotted, slimy, content across the bed as the putrid smell fills his nostrils. It seeps through his pants, touching his skin as he scrambles away from the horror. Bringing a filthy hand up to his mouth stop his gagging is only met with more disgust, his body doesn’t know if it should stop breathing or hyperventilate, regardless, he cries. The egg remains sit soaking into his bedding, Grian can’t look at it anymore.
He cries the entire time he carefully peels his crusty clothes off, unsure if he should just throw them away—he doesn’t want to think about it right now. He cries in the shower trying to get the smell off.
He calls Scar right after, and waits at the door for him.
Scar smells it before he even knocks, though he can’t place exactly what it is. The sight of Grian crying immediately pushes the thought out of his head.
Immediately, they’re hugging, and Grian is mumbling against Scar’s chest through his hiccups and sniffles. Grian’s shoulders are shaking and his hands are gripping Scar tightly and wow that smell is back and really really bad-
Grian tells Scar the egg hatched—it broke, he broke it, and he sobs out apologies for failing to keep their egg safe.
Scar tries to reassure Grian it’s not his fault, these things happen sometimes. Scar doesn’t say it, but he wasn’t emotionally attracted to the egg, he didn’t think it’d ever hatch, and if it did, it’d be an ender dragon, but he knows how important it is to Grian, even if it’s just his bird brain instincts messing with him.
Scar does his best to comfort him, they leave and go to his base instead, away from the smell. Scar let’s Mumbo know, and Mumbo let’s the rest of Boatem know. It doesn’t take long before they’re all at Scar’s house.
Pearl immediately hugs Grian, she’s the only family he has on the server. After getting the story, she and Mumbo offer to go clean up so Grian doesn’t have to see the mess again.
This happened during the peak of his broody mindset, this was the worst possible thing that could happen to an avian, and it’ll take much longer for his brain to calm down and realize it was just a dragon egg. I think even when he does realize it was a dragon egg, it doesn’t soften the blow at all, he still lost his egg. He’s devastated. He’d become depressed.
Even though the other Hermits knew the egg wasn’t actually Grian’s, they would be sympathetic towards him. The misery he’s oozing makes it a bit easier to be earnest.
“We'll be back on Tuesday. Don't do anything stupid in the meantime okay?”
“Yes mom don't worry.”
She sighed, ready to exit from the front door. “Be careful.” Her eyes gave you a worried look, voice filled with fear only a mother could have.
“Unless a killer invades the house I'll be fine." You joked, receiving a glare by her.
“Take this seriously! You never know what might happen so be careful.”
“I know I know. I'll be fine, really. Oh! And don't forget to call me when you get there.” You said and hugged her goodbye before your father yelled from the front yard to hurry up.
And just like that, you were alone in the house.
You checked your phone. Friday, 4:30 p.m. You decided to text the groupchat and invite your few and carefully selected friends over.
Mushroom house 🍄🟫
Y/n: my parents just left
they'll be back on Tuesday
you guys wanna come here for the weekend?
Suguru: fr? I'll be there tomorrow morning then
Shoko: same, unfortunately i'm busy today
Satoru: me too 😮💨 what should we bring though?
Y/n: any snack would do, I already have some yummy things here
Shoko: Satoru bring those spicy Doritos we tried some days ago
Satoru: didn't like them
Shoko: who?
Satoru: me....?
Shoko: asked.
You smiled knowing they would start bickering, and walked to the kitchen while reading their texts. Talking about food made you crave the leftover pizza from earlier.
Suguru: Hey, how abt we dress up while we'll stay at yours Y/n? Early Halloween:)
Shoko: hmmm
that's a good idea actually
Y/n: true
we'll do it!
Satoru: like the early Halloween idea Y/n?
Y/n: yiep, it's going to be fun
Satoru: true :)
Suguru should we dress up as clowns? Nanami and Haibara did that last year
Shoko: you wouldn't have to change anything
Satoru: WHAT
Suguru: HELLO?!
And after a lot of texting, scrolling on your phone, eating (lazing around basically) nighttime came.
10:14 p.m and the moon shines bright. You're seated in the couch of the living room, curled inside your fluffy blanket and watching a movie that caught your interest when you were on instagram some minutes ago.
Suddenly, your attention left the tv and focused on the beeping sound coming from your phone. You turned your head to see who is it.
Unknown caller.
“Could it be mom?” You thought. “She hasn't called me yet. Maybe her phone died and she's using someone else's phone? That must be it.” You decided to pick it up.
“Hello?”
“.. Hello Y/n.” A manly voice greets you, deep and muffled.
You took a few seconds to reply. “Who is this?” You asked with genuine curiosity and a little bit of worry, expecting your mom on the other side of the line instead of.. this.
“Who am I not is the question.”
What?
“I don't have time for–”
“You look so good in that red shirt.” The voice interrupted. You could hear the smile behind his words.
Your heart beated fast on your chest and you stood up quickly, causing the blanket to fall on the floor. “Wh– What...?”
You started looking at all the windows of the living room, but all you could see is darkness surrounding your house and bushes.
“And that pink pajama...” The voice chuckled. “So adorable.” He let an unnerving chuckle.
You quickly run and closed the curtains, trying to make yourself feel safer. Then, you went and checked if the front door is locked. You let an exhale of relief seeing it was indeed locked.
“Covered the view? How heartless.”
You furrowed your eyebrows. “Whoever you are this isn't funny. Leave me alone.” You warned and walked upstairs to lock your self in the room. You didn't dare to leave the house knowing there's someone outside.
“But I'm not done yet..” He said, voice lower than before, as if he's trying to be silent.
You carefully walked towards your room, looking left and right anxiously. “I have a gun.” You said despite knowing very well that not only you didn't have a gun, but you haven't even reached your room yet where a heavy bat is hidden. “And I'll call the police.”
“Oooh! How scary!” He spoke excitedly, giving you the chills.
“Who are you?” You asked once again, hoping you'll get an answer this time.
The line was weirdly silent and you were almost ready to enter your room.
“Behind you.” The voice announced, and your heart skipped a beat.
You quickly turned around with wide eyes, only to find a tall man in a ghostface costume standing some feet away from you.
He ended the call and put his phone on his pocket, griping the knife in his other hand. You stayed unmoving, scared and stuck in place watching him prepare to attack until he actually marched to you, holding the knife high in the air to kill you.
You let a scream of pure terror, phone falling to the floor as you tried to open the door and lock your self in.
But you couldn't even make it inside, he yanked you back. You tried to break free with no avail, the man was too strong.
The last thing you saw before you closed your eyes is the shining knife going for your neck.
...
To your surprise, the knife never stabbed you, and the hold he had on your arm softened.
You opened your eyes, trembling out of fear, and looked up.
He tossed the knife carelessly to the side and cupped your cheek. He caressed your cheekbone with his thumb in a tender way and took off the mask.
“Happy early Halloween.” Satoru said with a grin, blue eyes locking on yours as he leaned down and gave you a kiss on the cheek he wasn't cupping.
Your face morphed with disbelief and anger started to slowly make it's way up. “Satoru..? What are you doing?”
He straightened his posture. “Well, you said you liked Sugurus idea, so I decided to surprise you by doing it even earlier than expected.”
You began breathing heavily from your nostrils. “Satoru...”
“Hm?”
You slapped his bicep with all the strength you could muster at the moment, making him immediately yell in pain and clutch the place you hit. “OW!!”
“You IDIOT! Do you know how scared I was?! How could you do this to me?!” You spat, hands moving aggressively as you slapped his bicep and shoulders repeatedly.
“Ow ow OW! STOP!” He whined as he shielded himself from you. His hands covered his head and he start running down the stairs to get away from you who wanted to murder him.
“Don't run! Why did you think this was a good idea huh?! You couldn't have surprised me in another way?!” You asked as you chased behind him.
“Remember what you did last Halloween?! You scared me too! I almost– AH! Hey!” He had to dodge the couch pillows you threw at him at the speed of light and with the force of damn Hulk.
“It's not nice to be scared so bad HUH?!” Satoru sassily questioned, remembering the sheer fear he felt a year ago when you pretended to kidnap him on his way home, dressed as a man in total black with a mask covering your features and a gun that looked too real on your possession.
“Hmph!” You abruptly stopped shooting pillows and crossed your arms. “True.. Whatever. We're even now. Let's not overdo it again yeah?”
“Sounds amazing honestly.” He agreed and opened his arms, waiting for you to give him a big hug. “Come here, I missed you.” He said, voice warm and full of love.
You sighed gently and went to do so. “It's only been some hours though?” You asked looking up at him with a small smile.
“Doesn't matter, I need to be with you like– twenty four seven. It's not even funny.”
A laugh escaped you. “Won't you get bored of me?”
Satoru pushed you away just a little, enough so you'll make eye contact, and gasped. “That's impossible. Never happening. I'm really incapable of doing that. It's actually so unfair that you even said that? Because–”
“Yeah yeah I get it loverboy. Lay down now, I want cuddles.”
He gave you a boyish smile. “Say less.”
After some time, a question popped in his mind. “Babe.”
“Mm?”
“When you went upstairs, why didn't you bring a knife from the kitchen with you? You wouldn't be able to defend yourself if someone actually was inside you know? And why didn't you call the police?”
You internally facepalmed yourself because he was more than right. “I thought you were outside. I was planning to hide in my room with the bat I have and call the police there..”
“Be more careful Y/n.”
“Okay mom.” You joked since he reminded you of what your mom said before she left.
He gave you a light glare. “I'm being serious, if something happens, you need to make the best decisions to protect and save yourself, you never know what might happen.”
You squeezed his cheeks. “I will.”
“... How did you get inside my house by the way. I locked the door.”
“Oh! I got in before you locked it.” He replied with a sweet smile, like what he said was completely normal.
“What?! How long have you been here?!” You asked as you propped yourself on your elbows to look at him better.
“Hmm, you closed the door at 8:16 p.m and now it's...” He mumbled the rest to himself and then.. “I've been here for three hours!” He said with a high pitched, too happy, and overly sweet voice and beaming eyes.
“WHAT?!”
“I was hiding in the laundry room!”
You sighed deeply, not knowing what to feel. “What am I gonna do with you?”
He laughed and wrapped his arms around you, still in his ghostface costume that made him even more sexy, and at that very moment, your phone rang again.
“Finally my mom! I thought she'd never call. And you. Don't make any noise until I'm done talking with her.” You warned while pointing a finger at his face.
He gave you thumbs up.
After you ended the call, you went back to admiring him. Not even a full minute passed and you got another call.
Unknown caller.
You froze for a bit, staring at the screen.
“What is it?” Satoru asked.
You just turned your phone at his direction so he could see. “This time it can't be you..”
He chuckled nervously. “Just pick it up and put it on speaker, I'm sure it's nothing to worry about.”
You did as he told you to.
“Hello..?”
No response. Both you and Satoru had a bad feeling, the silence making it worse by the seconds.
“Who is this?”
“... You look very cute cuddling in that couch.”
Panic took over, and you got up to look around once more, scared despite your boyfriends presence by your side.
“Who are y–”
The lights went out.
“SHIT!”
“FUCK!”
You started looking for Satoru in the dark, yelling out of fear his name while moving around awkwardly.
He catched you, strong arms holding you steady. “I'm here! I'm here.” He said panting a little. “Open the flashlight on your phone and call the police!”
“Right! Right!” With shaking hands, you opened the flashlight as he was shielding you with his body from the danger that was approaching.
You were about to dial for help when you saw a tall man in front of you, wearing total black with a black mask covering his whole face.
Your blood ran cold at the sight. You couldn't type anymore, you couldn't even breathe properly.
“Tch! He's holding my knife!” Satoru thought, noticing that the knife he dropped upstairs is now in the hands of this man. “Y/n, stay behind me.” He ordered with a stern voice, looking at him with furrowed eyebrows.
Before you could even respond, the man sprinted to you, knife in a strong hold ready to stab the life out of your bodies.
You let a terrified scream and fell to the ground as Satoru tried his best to protect you from the killer.
Then the man stopped abruptly, lowering the knife to look at both of you, your horror painted faces, and then the lights came back on.
You found yourself surprised for the second time today. Why isn't he attacking?
A single laugh was heard under the mask and then he lifted it.
“Happy early Halloween guys.” Suguru said with a smirk, dropping the mask and his night vision goggles to the floor.
“SUGURU?!” You and Satoru yelled in synchronization, eyes wide open.
“Sup?”
You didn't get to say anything more, the front door opened. “What a scene huh..” Shoko spoke casually, closing the door behind her.
“Just what is going on?!” Satoru asked, tired and confused from everything.
“How about we sit down.. I feel exhausted.” You whined lowly, voice barely hearable.
“Yeah.”
And after your boyfriend helped you to get up, turn off the flashlight of your phone and sit on the couch, he plopped next to you, limbs giving up. “So what happened right now?” He questioned weakly, having no energy to get angry.
Suguru sat on the armchair that was a few feet away, spreading his legs to get comfortable. “Well, this is a payback for the time you two freaks pranked us by pretending a maniac shot you. Remember? We lost ten years from our life that day!!”
You two stayed silent, not arguing because you knew you had a problem. You pretending to kidnap Satoru, Satoru being ghostface, both of you pranking your dear friends... This day was sure a lesson you'll never forget.
But you decided to jokingly blame your boyfriend. “Actually, it was Satorus idea. He forced me to do it.”
He just flicked your cheek.
“Hey!”
Then, you began talking with details about Satoru's plan to prank you, how Suguru and Shoko achieved on pranking the both of you and how despite the fact that your boyfriend scolded you to be more careful, he didn't make smart choices himself..
After that, it was time to head upstairs and sleep. This Friday was so busy all four of you had no energy to do something fun. But it's okay, you had a whole weekend ahead.
“I'm sleeping with Y/n.” Satoru announced.
“No shit.” Shoko replied, walking with a heavy blanket on her arm. “Just don't make any noise and disturb our sleep.”
“SHOKO!” Both of you yelled with wide eyes.
Suguru, who had already laid on the floor waiting for her to bring him a blanket, laughed at your reactions.
And a little later, you all finally fell asleep in your room, safe and sound.
Or so you thought...
Because what the poor young friends in this house didn't know, was that an actual ghostface killer was waiting outside for the right moment to strike, wanting nothing more than to slice their stomachs and stab them repeatedly until–
“Satoru, shut up.”
“Okay..” :(
I don't really like this? Whatever. Sorry for any mistake and drink water :)
Fandom: Sleep Token (Band)
Pairing: Vessel x Female reader
Summary: Vessel wants to do something for you after a long week, what he doesn't realize is he might have made things worse? or not.
Length: Medium
Warnings: NSFW, 21+ ONLY, strong language, explicit content, established relationship, detailed smut, oral ( m and female), protected p in v, unprotected p in v, can't cum to CAN cum to FORCED cum, consensual of course, oh look a demon! impregnate talk, detailed smut.
ENJOY!!!
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
The little hairs all over Vessel's bodies bristled when he heard you knocking at his door, he'd just finished setting the scene in his bedroom just up the creaky stairs and to the left. He'd actually decorated the entire place for a fun little experience he knew you would thoroughly enjoy. You were into some dark and stormy, somewhat filthy side of things when it came time to play with your lover of several months. He'd tasted something so bright and wonderful when he was with, or inside of you, that he knew deep down he would never truly recover from.
When you found out he'd kept his molars after getting them extracted a young man, your eyes practically glistened, you begged to see them, shook them about in the little glass jar he'd saved them with awe and wonder. You had suggested maybe, if you two were in fact going to be this shade of exclusive, that wearing each others blood in vials would be the dream. To have a piece, a real piece of one another with them always would be the ultimate worship.
Knife play, light stalking (he'd send you texts when you least expected them about fixing your posture, don't go to that Five Guys, don't forget to fill up the gas tank before work, set your alarm) drove you wild, the thought of him watching you, correcting you, being the driving force for what you did about your day. You were one of a kind to the frontman and he loved every waking moment of it.
He was sure you would love this little surprise as he came down the stairs at your quick knocks.
"Vess, it's me."
He smiled behind the door, hand on the knob before he answered. "I know, darling. But before I let you inside, I must confess I have done something."
"Good or bad?"
He chuckled and undid the latch. "It's good. At least I hope it's a good surprise anyway."
"Well let me in so I can judge it for myself, I'm getting wet!"
Vessel hoped that were true though he knew what you meant as the rain pelted his stoop. He opened the door finally and you damn near jumped into the doorway, pulling down your splotched hoodie and jeans. You shook your head and smiled at him. He felt like sugar when you looked at him like he was your safety net, as if he could save you.
He wanted to and he hoped you felt the same.
"Hi."
"Hi." He grabbed the back of your head and went in for a kiss, smiling against your lips before you opened your eyes to look around the familiar entryway.
"Well, someone's been busy!" you said, tucking yourself into his said, he didn't mind a little dampness, looking around. Vessel, in a ll of his thoughtfulness, had gotten carried away some red and white rose petals, scattering them around the bottom of the stairs, leading up to the second floor. LED candles flicker on each step, methodically placed as Vessel was quite anal about his place and things. "What's the occasion, babe?"
"Nothin'. I knew you had a rough week and I thought, since we're together all weekend, that something like this might cheer you up a bit. Did it?"
You title your head up, voice watery when you replied. "Very much so. I fuckin' love you."
"I love you too," he pressed his lips to your temple, assaulting your head and temple with lighter kisses, "but this is not all the work I've done."
"Oh no? there's more?"
"I've also done something to the bedroom."
"The bedroom, hmmm? what'd you do this time?" You quirked an eyebrow, matching his smiled before he gave you his hand and you both ran up the stairs.
"You really are a menace, Vess." You said with your hands on your hips, walking around his rather spacious bedroom. Everything was in its' place, no laundry stacked in a chair or left in a heap on the floor, he was very tidy like that. His room laid out with more rose petals but there was more to it than that.
"I thought you'd like it."
"I do! I just… you put in all this effort; because of a meme." You burst out laughing.
There, beside his bed on the hard wood floor, he'd drawn out with a bit of chalk, the shape of a hexagram of sorts he'd seen online.
"You send me that damn Bride of Chucky meme of the 'cute goth girlfriend can do whatever she wants to me' like every other week!" Vessel joined in on your laughter, seeing more of those candles laid around it in a circle.
"I didn't think you'd actually re-create it." You laughed. "Well don't just stand there, silly, get down on the ground so I can practice some spells on you."
Vessel was a good sport, letting you lay him down across the signet, while you held up an LED candle and chanted some junk you made up. The thing about this little act was that he would in fact let you practice spells on him. He was already devoted to you, why not give you his soul as well?
Afterward you playfully wiggled your eyebrows over to him, holding out your hand to him to get up and stand on the mock symbol with you. He circled his arms around you, gently, lovingly pressing you chest to chest before going in for another smooch. You bristled as if you might've felt the same goosebump inducing reaction he'd just felt. Or maybe you two were just full of adrenaline of not having seen each other all week, busy schedules, not enough time to drive out to the see the other as much as you'd liked, you two FaceTimed every night but being with each other finally felt so damn good.
"Are you ready to worship with me?"
….
You wiggled under his touch, fingertips lightly drumming against your ribs as he mouthed over your slowly revealed body, your hoodie, shirt and pants piled off the side of the bed as he laid between your legs. He licked and blew on your skin making you sigh, grab at his hair in satisfaction, arch into his ministrations. He dug his pretty teeth into your flesh, chomping down on your hips before spreading them to torture you some more.
His mouth on you wasn't enough, you needed him, Vessel knew that by the way you were moving and sounding and dragging him to where you needed him most. He kissed over your thighs, pinching them playfully, laughing when you whined and bucked against him.
He made sure he had enough spit on his tongue, flattened it to show you when you popped up on your elbows a bit, to slowly lick up a stripe up the seam of your cunt. You groaned, making him deliciously happy inside, he was humping his groin into the mattress as the candles flickered.
He eventually let you have some reprieve from his wanton mouth and precise licks, cupping your rear to get rid of those soaked panties. You were leaking all over his mouth, not coming just yet though you were quite close as you had stated with your little shouts and mewls. His first two fingers slid into your hole easily, coating them as you called out again. He fingered you nice and slow, twisting his wrist just so.
"Oh god!"
Vessel hummed and switched tactics, telling you what a good girl you were, how nice you felt, how he could tell you wanted and needed just a little more pressure to get you out of your head. Him sucking on your swollen clit should have done you in, made you dizzy with desire and as you whined and grabbed his shoulders and face, bucking into his mouth….
"FUCK!"
"What? what's wrong?" He asked, looking up at you with shiny eyes and a wet mouth.
"I lost it," you huffed and covered your face. "I was right there, dammit."
"It's ok, you've been stressed out all week, might just take you a minute to concentrate and get where you need to be, ya' know?"
"I almost came twice already," you groaned, hooking your legs over his shoulder a bit more, putting a pillow behind your hips might help.
"Try it again, really finger fuck me."
"Don't have to tell me twice!" Vessel said with a grin and dove back into your core, nosily and happily lapping at you as he thrusted his middle two fingers into you, nudging your bundle of nerves with each push and pull.
"There! fuck yes, right there. Almost got it, oh fuck me." You cried out, grabbing at his sheets as you arched off the bed.
"There she is. Atta' girl, you're almost there. I can feel you clenching, you're so hot. Can hear how fuckin' wet you are, my love. Listen."
It was true. You were leaking all over his fingers, the sounds of your desperate pants for that sweet release, that high that was jutting out right at you. For you. You moaned his name, hearing yourself gush for him.
"Fuck… I can do it, I'm gonna'-- it's-- FUCK ME!"
"Did you--"
"No, fuck! I wanna' cum so bad." You sobbed.
"Maybe we should hold off a bit, yeah?" Vessel asked, wiping his face with the back of his hand.
"No no no no. I feel really good I just can't right now… hey, get up here and let me you suck you off, maybe that'll help get there."
"If you're sure."
"Let's try it. Been missing your taste all week."
Vessel groaned as you reached out for him, licking your lips as you watched him undo the belt off his jeans, biting your lip when you noticed the rather large pre-cum stain on his boxers. He was incredibly hard and horny for you, something shifted, more than just him and his weight as crawled up your body, careful not to knee you anywhere sensitive. It has happened before.
Vessel stroked his cock over your face before he spread his legs for it to reach your lips. You placed your hands on his hips as he slid his cock into your mouth, groaning instantly. You hummed with delight as he found the right rhythm, slapping your tongue with it, smearing your lips as you kissed the crown of it lightly. A few good slaps to you cheek always got you riled up in the past.
"I love sucking your cock."
"I know. You look so fuckin' good doin' it too."
You giggled and looped your arms around the back of his thighs, easing into his groin again and again.
"Fuck yeah, just like that darlin', take it all the way back-- oh shit, choke on it, choke on it. I'm so close, I'm shoot down your throat, make you swallow all of it. Don't stop!" Vessel was losing his mind over you and your wet mouth, gagging on it, flicking your tongue over the slit, holding his sac. Anything and everything to get him to cum. He was feeling what you were feeling, teetering on the edge as you kept going, twisting the girth of it you couldn't fit.
"Fuck… stop stop."
You pulled off him quickly with a pop, drool and pre-cum pooling at the sides of your mouth and down your neck. "You ok, baby?"
"I can't cum either. Fuck."
"What is wrong with us?" You whined, still holding his cock by your mouth, the breath of you sending shivers up his spine.
"We might be too in our heads about it, I felt like I was about to bust but… no dice, hon." Vessel sighed and got off you, laying back.
"How about we try 69?"
"You wanna' keep going?"
"Duh! I want us both to feel good, I missed you."
"I missed you too, grab the condoms then."
You paused mid-reach over him to the night stand, "Condoms? as in… plural?"
"I'm fucking your brains out this weekend, darlin'!"
You squealed and grabbed the protection.
You threw your head back as you sunk down on him, wiggling and shifting your hips to accommodate for his impressive size. You let out a huff. "Every damn time, how?"
You placed your hands on his chest for stability before you started to move and find your pace. Nothing too fast, nothing too slow either. Circling your hips, leaning forward to kiss him, Vessel's hands sliding up from your thighs to under your ribs, holding your neck. The build-up, the want and need to climax together made you both itchy and desperate.
"You feel amazing." He praised against your lips, his cock slipping with the amount of slick you'd produced, you could hear yourself once more along with the slaps of skin on skin, matching moan for moan.
"So do you baby, love when I can feel you throbbing inside me," you clenched your walls at the last word on propose, his nails found purchase dragging down your back. "Fuck we sound so good."
"And look even better." Vessel rasped, his bedroom voice making you weak and slide down, hugging his form when he wrapped those long arms around you. He started bucking up into you, planting his feet for a faster pace.
…..
You on top didn't equate to either of you coming. Missionary either. Just veering off the edge of this escaping climax was driving you both mad and wild. You couldn't reach the peak.
"Why can't we fucking cum?" You shouted when he pulled out, your pussy empty but ready.
"Are we thinking too much? maybe it's the symbol." He pointed to the floor then, making you curious.
"What do you mean?"
"Maybe this whole scene I set up for is throwing us off our game," he shook his head, looking down at it. He had only briefly looked up a similar design that wouldn't exactly open a portal to the occult, but he didn't do much studying. It was just for funsies after all.
Right?
"Fuck it," you said with a huff and rolled over onto your front, spreading your legs, bent at the knee towards the sky and able to grabbed your ankles. "Just do it."
"Just do what?"
You rolled your head to see him. "Just raw dog me."
"What? are you serious?"
"Baby if I don't cum I may commit a god damn crime now take that thing off and fuck me."
Vessel snorted and patiently took of the spent protection, chucked it in the trash and lined himself up. "You're sure?"
"Please I can't take another-- fuck yes!" you practically shrieked, risk waking the neighbors! Fucking you raw was something he'd thought about a lot lately, nothing to stop him from finally giving you a well deserved creampie. God the look of his cum leaking and pooling out of you had him rock hard as he surged forward, fucking down into you, hard and fast. With your hands out of the way, Vessel began to thrust harder once he placed his on your shoulder blades. Keep you down as you cried out for 'more, more, faster, faster'. He'd never felt anything like it, it was like your pussy was absorbing him in, collecting him, threatening to drain him dry. He moaned when he hit that certain spot, the bed creaking, sounds of skin, breathing, the slap of his hand moving up to grip the headboard to fuck you harder.
"Oh my god, right there. Oh god Vess… I think that's it… oh fuck ohfuckohfuckohfu--" you stopped breathing for five whole seconds until Vessel, in a panic slapped your ass to get you back to normal.
"Breathe baby, breathe. God I can feel you flooding around me!"
"Holy shit, I have never cum so hard in my life." You sputtered through a fit of laughter.
"I can feel myself getting closer too, let me pull out, I wanna see that pretty face." Vessel let you catch your breath, backing his heaving chest from your back. Easing his way out… out…
"You can pull out now."
"I can't."
"What? Vessel that's not funny."
"Do you hear me laughing, love? I seriously can't."
"Pull out!" your voice was panicked as you let your legs fall back to the bed, looking over your shoulder.
"I can't!"
"You do know that's how this works right?" A low gravely voice sounded in the room that didn't erupt from either of you. You both turned your head to where he'd drawn the symbol, in a cloud of smoke there hovering above it was some sort of entity with no face, in a white and gold cloak. It tilted it's head when you screamed, Vessel covered your body in shock.
"Jesus!"
"Not quite." It replied.
"What are you-- how did you-- what--"
"It appears I have been summoned," it spread out its hands or claws or both at the same time, below. "This happens to belong to me; this is my sigil."
"Vess… you actually summoned something!"
"I am not just something, my dear. I am the demon of fertility. Why do you think you couldn't reach your full desire? you two have to do it, together. That's how this works, you see. Until you fully consummate this union of yours, you two will be stuck together. Forever."
"FOREVER?!"
"That is a very long time, my dear." The demon shrugged. "It's up to you."
"Vess…"
"I know darlin'… just uh--"
"Just do it, we'll go get Plan B in the morning."
Vessel paused, opening and closing his mouth before leaning into your ear. Words he'd thought about but never voiced were now getting their time in the sun.
"You would uh you'd get rid of it?"
You moved your head to look at him perched there on your shoulder.
"I mean… would you wanna' keep it?" You asked.
"I'll admit I've had thoughts, that maybe one day. I am never going to be this in love again with anyone else, I only want you and that would only change, to somehow love you more if you were full of me. Carrying our child. A product of our love."
"Are you serious?" you asked and he nodded quietly, pressing a kiss to your arm. "You'd want to be a parent with me?" The way both of your eyes lit up with anticipation for your very first (and of many until it took) creampie, the fertility demon cleared it's throat and told you to get on with it already.
Your eyes turned up in a glassy smile, voice watery. "Fuck it then, cum inside me."
"You don't have to tell me twice, hold on to the headboard baby."
Your fingers pinched the iron frame, his above your own as he picked up again, uncaring the demon hung around, actually applauding when you cried out for more.
Heavy thrusts with even heavier breaths filled the bedroom once more, you matched each other moan for moan, Vessel praising you for taking this all so well. You blossomed around him, sobbing that you were going to cum again, hopefully together.
"Go for it baby, let it out, let it all out. I'm gonna' fill you up, all fuckin' weekend, you're gonna' be so damn full of me. Dripping about the house, as if we'll even be leaving this room or sleeping, I want this so much, I need this so much. Want you want you, I want you so badly."
Vessel grunted and quickened his hips, looping one of his arms around your waist, slipping up to caress your back, holding on to one of your breasts to toy with your nipple to rocket you over.
"That's it! Just… oh Vess please, I'm gonna' cum again holy fuck."
You came just as hard as you did the first time.
"Atta girl!"
Vessel really let you have it, his barks of 'take it, just fucking take it' between gritted teeth. He finally joined you in bliss that felt like falling, ropes after thick rope of his cum shot inside you. Coating your walls, leaking out a bit, he stayed put as he had definitely outdone himself this evening but he did in fact feel himself loosen and detach from your pussy.
"Ah shit, it's still coming out." He gasped and the deity clapped their hands once, stirring you both to look over at its' little wave.
"Well, looks like my job here is done, you have been successful and just so you know, my dear, you are quite fertile, have fun!"
With another puff of smoke the demon floated away like a shadow.
You were still panting when he pulled out completely, enamored by the look of your hole creamy and white with his spend. Images of a life together, a future he could finally look forward to was right there between your cheeks.
You rolled on your back. "Next time babe, look up the right symbol. I prefer not to be watched by another demon deity."
Vessel chuckled and gave you sloppy kiss. "I don't think I am going to be fooling around like that any time soon. One deity is enough!"
Between plain irritation with acting like the Master could be just seamlessly reintroduced and if you don't agree then you must hate the character on the one hand, and the fact that RTD is quite obviously itching to write them again, even has a guy mourning his dead wife with Ten's line from TSOD, I think what needs to be addressed is the poetics and tonality.
Like, Fifteen clearly is upset about destruction of Gallifrey and does think of Time Lords as their people, in fact he's wearing the most Gallifreyan cultural elements on himself out of all regenerations. At the same time, RTD doesn't seem as hung up on them as a personal axis universi as the writing was keen on being recently, so I don't think the Master's eventual return will follow that path. Like, on the one hand they can't be reintroduced in a purely hostile way, because then the dynamic would be fully negative, yet at the same time it shouldn't be another "the Master only wants to be friends again". They have to be reestablished as a character with their independent selfish agenda, yet not focused solely on hating the Doctor.
I don't think any "x is actually the Master" plotline would work, just because you don't go out of your way to insert a tooth side plot in a story that has nothing to do with them, only to later use it only as a flashback after the revelation of another plot device of a chameleon arch (like, the storytelling awareness that you do in fact have to establish aspects of the lore that are relevant to the story at hand seems to be back on the menu, so you'd have to one, establish who the Master is and two, how the chameleon arch works there just aren't enough episodes) and also RTD seems to really like the idea of Time Lords sniffing each other like cats in heat. Total reset and comeback of baby Master also seems, one, like a cop out, two, also superfluous to the tooth, so for all that Belinda only having abstract "Mum and Dad", and a break up from when she was a teenager is off for RTD, I don't think this is going anywhere either.
So I think the obvious plotline for when you want to reintroduce a genius villain with a situationship with the protagonist after a major fuck up is "there's totally only one person that can help now", I mean, Belinda specifically connecting there being no other Time Lords with no one coming to help seems to nudge in this direction. Like, think Loki in the Dark World, right? Reluctant cooperation is what Thoschei Casablanca actually is! Except, the Doctor straight up doesn't know about the tooth. So we have to look to mysterious hand suddenly appearing on UNIT HQ's terrace. Still don't know who that is, the following scenario would work if this is Kate, though the tonality would be different, but for now I'm going to let my imagination loose and go with "mrs Flood is actually the daedric prince of television in the Pantheon (you get it, right? Flood, as in waves, so if the god of light controls cinema, then waves are what makes television, also mrs Flood is an anagram of, uuuh, old forms, as in old forms of communication, she popped up out of nowhere as she seems to do, and had red nails because she knows it's red fingernails that pick up the Master), and while not exactly good, she's impersonally invested in the Doctor going on as what feeds her and also ships thoschei". Ok, so with that.
I think the neatest way to get the Master back in is the penultimate episode having the Doctor taken away, perhaps trapped in another daedric realm by, ugh, Cath Palug, the monstrous cat of Welsh folklore and arthuriana. And Belinda, and Ruby, and probably some UNIT memebers (this is why Kate would work too), are all moping because, well maybe the Earth was saved but the Doctor had to sacrifice himself, and someone goes "If there was anything could be done to bring him back…", and suddenly mrs Flood is in the frame, giving the audience a jumpscare asking "Would you do it? Hmmm? What… would you? Hmmm? What would any of you be willing to do? Hmmm? Would you sail to the ends of the universe, and beyond, to fetch back clever Doctor and his precious TARDIS?", and everyone is like "Aye.", and then she goes "Alright. But if you're goin' brave the weird, and haunted shores, in the chaos outside of the universes, then… you will need a captain who knows those waters." AAAND SHE PULLS OUT THE TOOTH AND IT SAYS "So tell me, what's become of my ship?"
Would it be fucked up to write about Chronic Wasting Disease(on deers) but make it Yandere! Alastor. Highkey inspired by Lovesick! Wally Darling.
TW: It's YANDERE and maybe horror like?
The more the disease develops the more boney and ill-looking Alastor gets. Wasting away in his room as he tries to find a cure for this disease, unwilling to show his face to the hotel members with how messed up he looks right now, drooling and skinnier than he has ever been, ears drooping low on his head, he doesn't have enough energy to perk them back up.
Even all through what has been happening to him, the smile on his face never falters, granted, he could never stop even if he wants to. The disease will never let him drop the grin on his face.
Enter you, a trusted member of the Hazbin Hotel, and a good friend to the Radio Demon before his isolation. The princess of hell has been concerned after a month of no contact from Alastor, she has been trying to get him out of his room but all she gets in return are incoherent mumbles and even growling. So, she assigned you to take care of Alastor during that whole month, her being too busy to focus on him.
You've been leaving him food outside his room, he never ate them so you resorted to asking Rosie to bring you demon meat or venison, he ate them but not alot. However when you left the food in it's raw state, as suggested by miss Rosie, he didn't leave any leftovers after that.
For the past month that's the routine that you fell into, wake up, eat breakfast, bring Alastor his food, try to talk to him while he's eating-- you never get any responses, then leave. One time though, you were a bit late in bringing him his food, and as you bent down to leave the meat, the door burst open and you screamed in surprise, dropping the food and crawling backwards against the wall. The hand that snatched the meat was too fast, too boney, and too sharp.
The door didn't close though and through the gap you can see a single red eye peering through it. It looked frantic, pupils dilated, shaky. Why are the pupils shaped like a heart...?
"I...scared you...? I'm sorry, I'm sorry...Imsorryimsorryimsorryimsorry--," Alastor's demonic voice mumbles as the door creeps open. You ran away before he could fully open it.
That was a week ago, ever since then, you tried to be on time. Today though, things went differently, not only did he grab the meat, he also grabbed you. Now you're laying on the ground shivering in fear as the deer demon lays on top of you, nuzzling onto your neck, the drool soaking your shirt.
"You're here...Yes... It doesn't hurt anymore, oh my darling... I was so sick for so long... I was trying to find the cure to heal me... but oh...," he sighs, gripping you tighter, "You were the cure all along! It was so close to me and I didn't even know it! It has always been you...!"
"Every time I thought about you, it hurt less, and every time you were outside my door bringing me food like a good mate. The pain was gone...! But why would you leave every time? Don't you know you have to stay with your mate? Your husband?"
"Hmmm... Maybe if you keep taking care of me, I'll be healthy enough to go outside our room! And we can go on dates! Yes... That would be lovely..." He croons, pulling away from your neck and looking down at you, his heart shaped eyes glowing in the dark.
Hmmm I wanna draw the High Rollers but I don’t wanna just draw refs
The evil voice: You have to do redraws of vocaloid MVs with the High Rollers in it
Original MVs and talk about each one under the cut
Fortune/Goodbye Jackpot:
This song’s the oldest one in the group and part of the reason I started this, I found the song through a Battenna animatic and thought the style of the original MV was cute. It utilizes a lot of shaky and sketchy lines so trying to replicate it was honestly pretty hard especially cause when drawing I normally try to keep sketchy lines to a minimum. Also I should probably mention this. None of these songs have anything in common with the characters I put them with, like this song is about nihilism and Fortune is. Not nihilistic. Also! The symbols on the machine in the original are crying faces but I wanted to change them to some unripe and broken dark candies cause at least that’s thematically fitting. In a way. If I could go back I’d probably add in Fortune’s cane so just imagine he’s either having a good day for her knee or she’s just putting a lot of pressure on the lever. I made the outfit he’s wearing also kinda mimic the character in the MV but this is the only time I really do this in any of these.
Opportunity/Irregular Man:
Ok I swear the rest won’t be as long hopefully maybe possibly. I really really like this song, if I had to rank it out of all five of these songs it’d be a close second though they’re all great song imo so it’ll probably change depending on what day you ask me lol. I originally wanted to put the full quote that’s being sung in place of the (edited) title but I don’t like lettering so no quote for you!! (If you’re curious it translated from the closed captions is “Keep changing, changing, changing forever, do the wild things no one’s ever seen.”) Originally I wanted to put a little coin symbol on Oppy’s poncho to mimic Teto in the MV but Oppy’s poncho was already yellow so a yellow coin would look kinda weird. I lied about the length.
Chance/Lower One’s Eyes:
I needed to do Lower so bad the MV for this song is genuinely stunning. This one was definitely the hardest and I wasn’t able to fully capture all the effects in the way I wanted to but I think it’s about as good as I’m gonna get it without a photo editor. The original has stippling and a sort of grainy texture over some of it so I was hoping to maybe capture at least a little bit of that by taping so tracing paper on the other side of the paper and wrapping it around and that did give a grainy texture but it also made it much more faded than I wanted it so I had to scrap that. I refuse to do stippling especially with alcohol markers it is so tedious and the ink bleeds into each other when working with markers so I just didn’t. The original MV also has yellow as a prominent color however I changed the yellow here to green as it’s made to symbolize betrayal. I could go on and on about the symbolism in the objects and colors in this MV for 3 more paragraphs but honestly I’m tired and this is long.
Big Break/Butcher Vanity:
Ok this on has the least to do with the character out of any of them by far I just did this cause Big Break’s a chef and if I didn’t put a Flavor Foley song in here I’d scream. I wanted to make BB kinda look reluctant in here. I like to imagine a Shutta asked them to pose like this and they didn’t really know how to react lol. BB’s colors also just so happen to line up with the MV’s colors, both characters are red so I can just stick a yellow background on there and be alllll good. Fun fact! Red and yellow are colors that are supposed to make people hungry, if you look at a lot of fast food logos many of them use both red and yellow. I’m stronger than the colors though.
Charm/Konton Boogie:
As big as this song was when it first released I actually didn’t really care for it until like. 6 months ago. I don’t know why cause it always felt like a song I should like cause it’s got all the things I like in music but it only clicked with me recently. This one was honestly really fun to do and it has the most changes out of any of the original MV. I honestly don’t have much to say about it, kinda just sat down and busted it out in 3 hours somehow so that was neat.
