1. My Favorite Murder - Two hilarious women talk about murder, among (a lot of) other things. (Non-Fiction, weekly ongoing)
2. The Strange Case Of The Starship Isis - What if Firefly, but everyone was queer? (Fiction, ongoing?)
3. Can I Pet Your Dog - A Dog Haver and A Dog Wanter talk about dogs, often to really cool people. (Non-Fiction, Weekly ongoing)
4. The Bright Sessions - Therapy for people with superpowers; what could go wrong? (Fiction, currently in the second season)
5. The Dollop - A dude who did research tells a dude who didn’t about history. (Non-Fiction, weekly)
6. Limetown - The best/creepiest/most amazing podcast about an entire town that disappeared. (Fiction, only 1 season, likely dead, but so well done it is worth a listen)
7. My Brother, My Brother, And Me - Good, good, goof boys give bad, bad, hilarious advice (Non-Fiction, weekly ongoing)(be warned the early stuff can be problematic, but honestly who wasn’t shittier 7 years ago?)
8. Welcome To Night Vale/Alice Isn’t Dead - Beautiful Gay Protagonist talks about the creepy shit that happens to them. (Fiction, WTNV weekly ongoing, AID in its second season)
9. How Did This Get Made - The best Bad Movie Podcast with amazing guests and Jason Mantzoukas who I’m not sure if I love or hate. (Non-Fiction, bi-weekly with minis in between) (It’s love)
10. The Adventure Zone - The most talented DM I have ever heard wrangles three family members while creating some of my fave gay characters. (Fiction-ish, bi-weekly)
Ok but what if there was a soulmate au based on music
Like everyone knows a part of a melody and you have to find the person (or people) that knows the rest
So many possibilitie
married couples idley humming their tune around the house and hearing their partner finishing the tune and smiling because its such a simple bonding moment
Teens sitting in a classroom working and a hard worker starts humming under their breath and the quiet kid at the back goes bright red and chokes out the answering piece of the song
Musicians working their song into their work as an underlying melody hoping the right person will hear it
Dating sites where its just a bunch of voice clips
‘Hi, um I’m X and this is my tune… da de dum, dahhh la de da de and then i dont know the rest, do you?’
Radio call in stations to help people find TRUE LOVE
Someone having a panic attack and crying and choking out their tune because it always calms them to sing it, and then the person caring for them starts singing along quietly
Popular kids pretending their melody is hip and trendy when its actually a beautiful classical piece
The deaf knowing the lyrics to their song and signing it randomly, trying to find the person who knows the rest because it cuts out in the middle of the sentence like you’re my true love whatever wHATS THE REST OF THAT ONE SENTANCE ITS BEEN BUGGING ME SO LONG
People slipping phrases of their lyrics into speech, hoping someone will pick it up
People theorising like what could go next, maybe its like this or this and trying so hard that when they hear it they just smile because they were never anywhere near how beautiful their partners song is
FUNERALS PLAYING THE SONG AND TEARS IN THE ALIVE PARTNERS EYES BECAUSE THEY’LL NEVER HEAR THEIR SOULMATE SING IT AGAIN
❝How beautiful. Nights like this make me want a bite to drink. Yes… I couldn’t imagine a more… perfect evening.❞
❝Nothing I shoot ever gets back up again.❞
❝Are you a virgin, my dear?❞
❝Those who dare impersonate the dead are judged to join their ranks.❞
❝When you aim, make sure you put a hole through the heart. Or the head. It’s for their own sake that we put them to rest as quickly as possible.❞
❝Why didn’t you just drink the blood, you idiot?❞
❝I’ll bet this can even stop anyone in their tracks.❞
❝You fool…there’s no such thing as an immortal!❞
❝Yes…excellent! I haven’t had this much fun in ages! …What did you say your name was?❞
❝Releasing Control Art Restriction Systems 3…2…1. Approval of situation A recognized; commencing the Cromwell Invocation. Ability restrictions lifted for limited use until the enemy has been rendered silent.❞
❝Now, it’s time to educate you on how a real vampire does battle!❞
❝Come on, get up! Attack me! The evening is still so young. Come on, hurry, hurry, hurry! Pull yourself together - the fun has just begun! Come on! HURRY!❞
❝We ruin the countries we govern and the people in our care. We slaughter our enemies and sacrifice all our allies. We’ll keep killing till there’s nothing left but to destroy ourselves. It will never be enough.❞
❝If I’m a dog, then you’re dog food.❞
❝So that was all you had? Such a shame that I overestimated you. As a vampire, you were just a pathetic piece of shit. Now you’re nothing but dog shit.❞
❝Nothing like Iscariot to inspire the fear of God; such fearsome insults! Two thousand years of your inane prattle…truly, some things never do seem to change.❞
❝You call my master a sow and expect me to let you live? I’m afraid that I’m just going to have to put a bullet in you, you foolish little man.❞
❝Neither of us could ever back down in front an enemy. Come on then, Judas Priest!❞
❝Dogs…that was a very good try. However……I cannot be killed by dogs. It takes a man in order to kill a monster!❞
❝I get it; there’s absolutely no reasoning with you people. Which means that I have to keep killing until there are none of you left. Didn’t your masters learn anything from the last time I decimated them?❞
❝Magic playing cards…how interesting.❞
❝The world would be so boring without idiots like you to amuse me.❞
❝Now…it’s time to play! I want to hear you squeal like a pig!❞
❝Now, it’s time to start dealing with the business at hand. I’m obliged to give you a thorough interrogation, so you’re going to tell me everything you know. Well…your blood will.❞
❝ Those who refuse to give up are entitled their time to trample upon the weak.❞
❝My lord and master! Give me your orders!❞
❝You stand before me…I’m impressed. I’m impressed! Show me more!❞
❝Stop it! Do you know what that thing will do to you?! You’ll become one of God’s monsters! Retain your humanity. Don’t succumb to power! ❞
❝Do you intend to use that scrap of miracle…to become nothing but a scrap of miracle yourself?! ❞
❝A monster such as myself…a creature of such weakness that I could not bear the weight of a human life…if I am to be defeated, it must be by a human! ❞
❝Don’t do it, human. Don’t become a monster…a monster like me…❞
❝You…you fool!…You bloody FOOL!❞
❝Only a human can destroy a monster. Only a human could dare hope to.❞
❝YOU AND I ARE THE SAME! You are me… I was just the same! Don’t you understand, this is how I became what I am?❞
❝Until the weight of my past is shattered by my oncoming future. It shouldn’t be too long, my nemesis. I’ll see you in hell…❞
❝Angel of Death… Weren’t you the one who said Englishmen looked forward to growing old? You’ve seemed to have abandon your maturity.❞
❝Truly a terrible shame, you were such a lovely old man. It pains me to see how wretched and ugly you’ve become. Your body and soul corrupted. A dark reaper to the very core.❞
❝Every time I die, this is the vision that greets my eyes. And ever time I think, ‘How lovely that a sunlight which I forsook so many centuries ago…❞
I was made to believe when I was younger, being diffrent wasn’t really a good thing. You had to look like everyone else, talk like everyone else, think like everyone else. That’s just what was acceptable in society.
I was 5 years old when I started school. I was like every other kid, scared yet excited to be starting school. As time went on, I realized I didn’t learn the same way the other kids did. Most of them were already able to read full sentances fluently, yet I was stuck at every other word. The other kids would sinker whenever it was my turn to read. I thought it was my eyes at first. I constently asked my dad if I could get glasses. I never told him the true reason why I wanted them. I wasafraid of what he would think.
When I would get the yearly checkups, the doctor told me I had 20/20 vision and there was no reason for me to have them. The devistated me. Now I started to belive I was infact, a stupid kid. When I bearly passed the grades, I found it harder and harder to read. When I was in 5th grade, my classmates were already readng novles while I could bearly read small childrens books. Now instead of quiet snikers, there was banterous laughter everytime I was called on to read something out loud.
This is what a normal sentence looks like to you at a first glance.
Tish is waht a nromal sntance loks like to me at a frist glsnce.
I’m not exaggerating when I write that. That is what a small sentence would look like to me. That was the reason why I felt like I was stupid. Because I couldn’t read properly, I wasn’t motivated in school. I was in very general classes. I was placed in some classes with kids who really did classify as mentally challenged. Not saying that it was a bad thing, but back then it lowered myself esteem to rock bottom.
You wanna know something funny? I still read the mixed up sentence better then the one above. It’s just what my brain can process. It wasn’t until @purrtlepuff made me take a test on the internet. When I was 18 years old I discovered I had Dyslexia.
I learned this 13 years to late.
13 long years I had convinced myself I was stuipd, I was worthless, I was nothing. All because my brain mixed up letters on a page. So when I did research on Dyslexia, I descovered some intresting things.
We are offten refered to as, dumb, lazy, unmotivated, “not trying hard enough.”
That’s not the case at all.What people don’t seem to understand is we get sick from trying to read. Our brains can’t comprehend that muh of information as fast as we want, making it overload itself and our bodies. Sometims we get head aches, nausea, or we loose focus because our brain can’t do it all at once.
This is what happened to me, and I still get headaches if I read/write too long. I felt so relived to find out that I wasn’t stupid after all. My brain just processes things a little diffrently then others. It makes me imperfect. And you know what?
There are so many other things I am good at! Editing, game design, Acting, singing. They’re all encluded to the long list of what Dyslexic people are good at. I am unique. No one can take it away from me. It’s who I am and I intend on embracing it. It’s made me stronger and it gives me a reason to push for my passions.
If you have Dyslexia...
YOU ARE NOT STUPID, YOU ARE NOT LAZY, YOU ARE NOT INFERIOR TO OTHERS!
Don’t let anyone else say other wise!
If they do, just write a sentance backwards and then make them read it fluently. Then they’ll think twice.
If there was one thing Chat Noir hated more than anything, it was lavender.
They were beautiful flowers - really, they were - and brightened every room in the house. They were cute and vibrant, and weren’t as intense as roses.
It’s why his mother loved lavender so much.
She always smelled like it, had even gotten it decorated around the house for a while. Photographs told him it had been a big thing at the wedding.
Lavender was beautiful. But with his mother gone, it became a cruel reminder.
And now there was an akuma rampaging around the city, insisting no one appreciated his flowers. So what did Dr. Botony do? Throw literally a ton of lavender on top of the heroes.
“I think I prefer feathers,” murmured Chat, scowling at the purple mass threatening to bury them alive. “Then I could sneeze my way out of here.”
“It’s not that bad,” reasoned Ladybug, pushing some flowers away. Nope, nope. That only made more fall on them. “Okay, it may be that bad.”
They grimaced when they felt more flowers push onto them. Dr. Botony really was trying to bury them alive…how exactly did he plan on getting their miraculous this way? Honestly, the logic some of the akumas had…
Ladybug crinkled her nose as the force of the lavender on them caused her to step closer to her partner, pressing her body against his. Chat Noir instinctively looked at her, and then swallowed hard when she looked up at him.
Pretty blue eyes. So, so pretty, like bluebells. Way prettier than lavender. God - were those freckles? When did she have those? They were so cute - how did he miss them?
“Chat, you okay?” She murmured, frowning at how intensely he was staring at her. Was something wrong?
“I want bluebells at our wedding,” he declared.
(Okay, Dr. Botony could bury him alive now. Any time now.)
Prompt: The diamond in your engagment ring is fake.”
A/N: So I kinda oveloaded on the fluff and once I started writing this there was no stopping me :P Apologies for the length but I hope you enjoy ^_^ Also I used Seth’s real last name at the end of this incase anyone is confused :3
You and Seth had been best friends since NXT, you’d been there through everything, injuries, title wins and his breakups. You’d been in love with Seth ever since you first you met, other people had told you he felt the same and always had. Of course you never believed them, especially when he announced his engagment. You knew everying that was happening during that time and he was the first person he came to when things broke down between them.
That night when Seth came to your house it was raining and there was a light knock on your door. Getting up from the couch and making your way over to the door you look through the peephole and see Seth stood there drenched to bone holding an overnight bag. Flinging the door open you get a better look at him, his eyes looked red and exhausted, an almost emotionless expression was set firm on his face and his clothes looked like he’d worn them for about 3 days. Quickly pulling him into a hug you shut the door behind the two of you as he wraps his arms around your waist, burying his face in the crook of your neck. Neither of you caring that his wet clothes were also soaking you.
“I saw what went down on twittre and everything, you wanna talk about it?” Seth didn’t say anything resorting to shaking his head no tightening his arms around you a little more. “Okay. How about you go shower and change while I order pizza, and then we can watch a movie? Your choice.” Pulling away you gently rub up and down Seth’s arms giving him a sweet smile.
“Thank you (Y/N). This means a lot to me.” Giving you a small smile he squeezes your waist gently before heading up to shower and change. Grabbing your phone you order Seth’s favourite pizza before heading to your laundry room to find some fresh clothes for you. After around 20 minutes the pizza arrives and you thank the delivery man taking the pizza upstairs. Heading into your bedroom you can stil hear the shower running so you get comfy in bed and pull up Netflix ready for when Seth gets out. Around 5 inuted later the shower shut off and movement in the bathroom, scrolling through your phone you notice some of the comments being said about Seth. Yes you we dissapointed in what he had done but was there any need to be sending death threats and such? You look up when you hear the bathroom door open, Seth walked out with damp hair in a bun and sweatpants hugging his hips.
“Hey you.” smiling at him, putting your phone to the side and sit up crossing your legs. “Feeling better?”
“Much. Thank you.” Pulling back the covers of your bed Seth slides in grabbing a slice of pizza. He grabs your remote and selects a movie letting it play. You both sit in a comfortable silence muching on pizza ocationally laughing at the film, during the movie Seth had been inching closer to you untill your arms and legs were touching, wanting to feel some sft of comfort he always felt when with you, you couldnt help but blush at the action and subconsiously your body shifts closer to his. Seth notices and smiles, his first genuine smile since he’d got to your house.
“(Y/N). I….. I think I’m ready to talk about it.”
It had been six months since that night and it seemed to make you and Seth even closer. You started to travel together more on the road, before each others matches you’d meet up to wish each other luck, Seth even insisted that you start bunking together. That caused some remarks in the locker room, the girls asking you how he was in bed, you brushed them off telling them that you were friends and slept in seperate beds. However there was the odd occation where the hotel would “misunderstand” your relationship and booked a double bed. You had to admit you secretly loved when they did that because it meant you could insist that Seth couldn’t sleep on the floor or the couch so it led to some morning you’d wake up to Seth cuddling you. Little did you know that Seth loved it to, sometimes being the reason the hotel gave you a double room. Some nights he’d wake up in the middle of the night and turn over to see you sleeping peacfully beside him, he didn’t know why but that relaxed him, finally turning to face you he’d gently drape one of his arms over you, eventually getting comfortable enough to sleep.
One night the whole roster were heading out for drinks, you were dressed in a fairly tight black dress with little cut outs revealing small parts of your waist, your hair was in soft waves over your shoulder while your makeup was a soft smokey eye with a nude lipstick. Adjusting your hair you look at yourself with a pleased smirk across your face, you had to admit you looked hot. “Hey, are you rea…..” Seth walked out the bathroom stopping mid sentance when you turn around to face him. His mouth was slightly a jar making you chuckle slightly. Grinning to yourself you decided to have a little fun, spinning slowly you push your ass out slightly putting on a show for Seth. “How do I look?” your voice dipped an octave lower as you noticed his eyes darken slightly, still gazing at you.
“Wow you look fucking amazing.” Seth says not taking his eyes off you, you’re not 100% sure if he meant to say that out loud.
“Thanks. You don’t look to bad yourself.” Noticing Seth had left his hair down for a change and was wearing a black button up with black skinny jeans. Seth looked at his feet blushing slightly and a smile crept his way over his lips. “Come on you, we better get going.” You head for the door feeling Seth’s eyes on you. This was definatly going to be an interesting night.
At the bar the drinks had been flowing for a while and you were more than a little tippsy, you were on the dance floor with Sasha and Alex chatting and laughing at each others dance moves.
“So when are you and Seth gonna get together?” Alexa shouted over the music, noticing Seth sat at the bar with a couple of the guys stealing glances at you.
“At this rate not till we are like 80!”
“Well why don’t you speed things up a bit.” Sasha winked at you. Shaking your head at her you glance over at Seth, catching his eye making him smirk at you before resuming his convorsation with Dean.
“And how do you propse I do that Miss Banks?”
“Get him up and dancing with you.” Smirking at you Alexa quickly caught on to what Sasha was saying both of them pushing you in the direction of Seth. Stumbling a bit in your heels you make you way over to Seth grabbing his arm.
“Seetthhhhhhh. Come dance with me!” You pout at him giving him your best puppy dog eyes. Not even giving him chance to answer you use all your strength to pull him up nearly causing you to falll over, Seth quickly wraps his arms around your waist to stop you from falling. The feeling of his breath on the back of your neck making you shiver at the closeness.
“If you wanna dance babygirl lets dance.” Pulling onto the dance foor he spins so he’s now in front of you, hands still on your waist. Gazing up at him you swallow hard, felling your breathing stagger at how close you were to him. Seth was swaying you both slightly, a funny contrast to the fast paced music currently playing, if you weren’t so absorbed in Seth you’d have swore people were staring at you. You just couldn’t seem to tear your eyes away from Seth’s, the smell of alcohol on his breath and his cologne intoxicating to you. Reaching up Seth gently brushes some hair from out your face, his hand coming to rest gently on your face.
“I love you.” Seth mutters and you almost don’t hear him over the music.
“I love you too.” Seth’s smile stretches across his whole face causing you to smile back. “So are you going to kiss me or are we just gonna stand here forever?” Smirking at him your breath catches slightly when he leans in pressing his lips to yours trying to convey all the emotion he’d been holding back over the years.
“Did you hear what I said babe?” Seth came to stand by the side of you, one of his hands resting on the sopping cart, the other on your waist.
“No sorry…I was kinda in my own little world.” Smiling at him you bring your hand to rest on his side, rubbing circles with your thumb.
“What were you thinking about?”
“Just how we got together.” Chuckling Seth smiles at the memory.
“We still gotta thank them for pushing you to come over. Although the way you looked in that dress it wouldn’t have been long till I made move.” Smirking at you he leans in for a kiss, giving him a quick peck you pull away, not wanting to nearly make out in the middle of the supermarket, which if given the chance Seth would do. After dating for 4 years you’d grown used to his’s antics when out in publlic. Chuckling at his pout you quickly start to puch the cart down another isle.
“I said what did you want for dinner.” Seth cuckles catching up to you, wrapping an arm around your waist refering to what he was saying earlier.
“Hmmmm how bout pizza?” You smile at him, feeling to lazy to cook.
“Sounds perfect.” Seth leans down kissing the side of your head as you make your way down various isles. Passing the toy isle Seth pauses.
“What’s up?” you question heading back to meet him. He looks deep in thought, a lazy smile on his lips.
“Just gimmie a sec.” He smiles sweetly heading off down the isle, stopping at a tray of $1 toys. Grabbing something he heads back to you, smiling wide, what on earth was he up to?
“I swear to god Seth if you have a spider in your hand I’ll kill you.” He chuckles shaking his head. Grabbing you hand he gets down on one knee and you gasp.
“Just hear me out. okay?” He waits for you to nod before continuing. “We both know we aren’t a serious couple and to be honest this whole idea was spur of the moment and I’m probably going to make a complete fool of myself. But I have been in love with you since we first met at NXT, I was so nervous to talk to you because I thought someone as beautiful, strong, caring and badass wouldn’t ever want to talk to me but you did and I’m so greatful you did because meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me. I know I’ve had a lot of shit in my past but you’ve been there through it all, I have no idea why or how you stuck around through it because most people just up and left. I’m glad you didn’t leave though because dating you has been the best 4 years of my life and I wanna marry you. I want to be with you forever and never let you go. What made me want to propose like this and right now is proably me being crazy but I know it’ll be something we’ll remember for the rest of our lives.” By now a small crowd had gathered, some of the women in the group teared up as you had silent happy tears running down your face. “So for now I want to give you this ring and hope that you say yes so we can go out and pick you an actual ring together but until we do I atleast want you tou have a ring.” Opening his hand you see he’d got a small plastic ring off the shelf. You chuckled, it looked similar to an engagment ring and from a distance you probably wouldn’t even notice it was a toy. “So call me crazy for wanting to do this right here right now but (Y/N) will you marry me?” Seth gazed up you looking so scared that you’d say no, but as he said you two weren’t serious about things like this and a serious romantic proposal didn’t seem like you, but then again didn’t every girl want something romantic? Even if they didn’t think they did. But to you this was as romantic as Seth could get, down on one knee with a $1 toy ring. You suddenly realised you hadn’t responded when Seth’s smile faultered a little.
“Yes….” You managed to breath out, tears finally streaming down your face. “Yes I’ll marry you.” The crowd cheered and clapped as Seth got up, siding the ring on your finger. Looking at it you chuckled and had to admit you kind of liked it. Smiling up at Seth you met those beautiful brown eyes filling up with tears of their own so you pulled him in for a passionate kiss. Your hands gently cupped his face whie his came to rest on your hips, pulling apart your faces were both slightly flushed still plastered in smiles.
“I have one thing to tell you though babe.” Seth muttered against your lips.
“The diamond in your engagment ring is fake.” chuckkling you planted one last kiss you his lips before completley pulling away. Grabing hold of your cart you head for the checkout, turning to face Seth.
“Why don’t we go pay for this then we can go home and celebrate properly.” Winking at Seth you turn only to find he’s already caught up with you.
“I like the sound of that future Mrs. Lopez.” placing a kiss to your head Seth slapps your ass as he grabs the cart briskly walking to the checkouts.