I actually love how some of the songs are lady gaga I literally love u for this😻❤

Why did i quietly scream daddy when i saw the thumbnail? What is wrong with me😭💀

Anyone with timestamps or names yet lol

Who’s he?

Yup this is a character based on Otto

NOICE)

He’s so handsome🫦 I’m gonna draw him with Stelle😎💖✨

Let me tell you, the joy me and my friend shared when we got this man AND his lightcone???? amazing this guy is such a hard carry, it's no joke, he SHREEDS through competition

My first time writing a POV, but here we go~ this is for all you simps ;) (YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON AVENTURINE) You and Aventurine were co-workers, you were on a stressful debt collecting mission, Aventurine using his charm and skills just as always strikes up a deal with the indebted, you ponder why your even sent on these missions with Aventurine, as he usually does it all by himself, but you didn't even mind, you loved every second with this handsome and charming gambler, always stuck out like a peacock in the wild, especially those eyes, god how you got lost in them~ You were suddenly snapped out of it when Aventurine calls your name and that its time to head back to the IPC ship, so thats what you did, you reported to Jade to ask a question. She responds, "Yes Y/N? What would you like to know?" You respond, "Why am I always put in missions with Aventurine?" And Jade sharply responds, "Well, because Aventurine always requests you." Your shocked, and you excuse yourself to go home to cool off, you were blushing red like a tomato the entire time wondering why, did he like you? You decide to take a shower and rest, and you wake up the next morning determined to ask Aventurine why he always picked you, you got dressed and headed to the IPC Ship, finally finding Aventurine, you walk up and ask him, "Hey Aventurine, why do you always pick me for missions, do you like me or something?" The jig was up and he knew it, he tilted your head up with his pointer finger and said, "I do like you, Y/N~" And your lips met with his, you started to blush uncontrollably and melted into it~ The two of you pull away and Aventurine asks, "How about a deal Y/N, you be my girlfriend in exchange for me being your boyfriend?"

someone give me a robot cowboy to me also, MARRY ME THIS IS SO GOOD

as soon as it started with chase atlantic, i knew it was gonna be a banger

*creams*

*opens google docs*

I didn’t play star rail for a bit and just came back for boothill. I am a simp.

Underated fr fr

OMG, _one_ of the best playlists I've seen :)

you know a playlist is fire when it begins with chase atlantic

...Is the title taken from one of Azeru's audio about him-

No POV? That is a crime! Lemme fix that. 🙂 EDIT: POV is finished! I hope you enjoy! TW: violence, spicy content GN reader “You have a new bounty… please process it as soon as possible,” the voice in my headset. I smirked. “This is a two person bounty,” I responded. “Your partner will be joining you soon,” the voice answered. I chuckled. “Should I be worried?” I asked. “You two have worked together before,” she said. I sighed. “I think I have a pretty good idea on who it is,” I shook my hand. “Yes… please behave better than last time… thank you,” she begged. “Can’t make promises, you know how we get when we get excited,” I laughed. I heard an exasperated sigh. “It’s your fault for always pairing us together,” I shrugged. “If you weren’t so efficient together we wouldn’t have,” she said. “Howdy, partner,” I heard the familiar raspy voice. I turned to him. “Guess we got a job,” I smirked. “That we do,” he smirked right back. “What’s it about?” he leaned in close. I rolled my eyes. He never listens to the instructions. “A tyrannical leader is heading from a market,” I said. “Market?” he raised an eyebrow. “The IPC Market… the ship is filled to the brim with guns,” I explained. “I like the sound of that,” he chuckled. His eyes locked onto me. “And about the rewards,” he ran his finger from my collar bone along my neck all the way up to my chin. “You’ll have to earn one,” I winked. “Oh you love to tease me, baby,” he grunted. “I’m driving this time,” I twirled with the keys to his ship on my finger. “Mudlefuging (Y/N) with them sticky fingers,” he laughed. I started running. “Fudge! (Y/N)! Wait!” he exclaimed. I sat down ready to drive. “I’ll let it slide just this one time,” he plopped down next to me. He put his feet up. “You’re not gonna ask about the plan?” he smirked. “A plan? You know what that word means?” I winked at him. “Your words are as sharp as your knife,” he placed his hand on his chest. I shook my head. “I missed you, my Silly Little Cowboy,” I laughed. “Missed you too, Sticky Fingers,” he ruffled my hair and leaned back. We caught up to the ship. I started tailgating. I made sure we stayed in the blind spot. “Do you have a plan?” he asked. “Of course not… not like you ever followed it when I had one,” I glared at him playfully. “Fair,” he laughed. “The plan is to get on board, make a big boom and leave,” I said. “I like that plan,” he chuckled. “I figured you might,” I shook my head. The ship entered an asteroid belt. I used that opportunity to get closer. We managed to make it aboard. I got my throwing knives ready. “Wreak havoc on board while I get to the weapons,” I said. “So you DO have a plan,” he teased me. “I learned to simplify them whenever you are involved,” I fired back. He laughed. “Talk to ya later, baby,” he placed a cheeky kiss on top of my head and started running. I started making my way to the weapons, taking out the guards one by one. The weapons were hidden behind a passcode. I got no time for this! I stabbed the keypad short-circuiting the door. It opened but the alarm was sounded. “Crap,” I huffed. I gotta be fast. I found a good place for the bomb and set the timer. “There is the other one!” the guards exclaimed. I smirked. I threw my knife into one of their foreheads. “You might have found me… but can you keep me?” I laughed. “You will run out of knives eventually,” they taunted me. “What sort of an idiot would go into a fight with one weapon,” I pulled out a gun. “An old friend once told me: ‘There are only two kinds of people in the world… those with a loaded gun and those who dig their own grave.’... are you ready to meet your maker?” I chuckled and started firing. “Back to the ship,” I signalled to Boothill. I started shooting my way through. “So soon? Fine… be there once I’m done with these forkers,” he responded quickly. “Good… I got my hands a bit full myself,” I chuckled. “Need a hand, baby?” he asked. “I’d prefer some gunshots instead,” I fired back. “On it… there is no reasoning with this bunch anymore,” he said. I continued my mad dash for the ship dodging bullets and occasionally firing. I’m so close! Suddenly I felt pain in my side. “Darn it!” I hissed. I was slowing down. “We got them!” I heard them call. “Don’t count your chickens before they hatch,” I turned around and shot the guy. “Bring is on forkers,” I heard the familiar voice. I ran past him and jumped into the ship. I collapsed to the ground. “Hey! (Y/N)! What’s going on?” he immediately kneeled down next to me. “I’m fine! We need to take off!” I exclaimed. He seemed reluctant but he did start the ship. I crawled over to the first aid. I saw the ship explosion in the distance. I took off my shirt. “Everything alright, partner?” Boothill said, turning around. “Well fudge! This looks bad,” he stood up walking to me. “Let me patch it for ya,” he said, making sure to touch me as much as possible with those cold metallic hands of his. I groaned. “Ya like that,” he smirked. He was teasing me. I glared at him. “We’ll have our fun soon,” he winked and put away the first aid kit. He leaned in closer. I could feel his breath on my face. I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him even closer. I took off his hat and threw it. “It was in the way,” I smirked and kissed him. One of his arms was wrapped around my waist, careful not to disturb my wound, and the other was supporting the weight of us two. I ran my hand through his hair and used the other to massage his ear. Because of his mechanical body he can feel only with his face and head so ears became the prime pleasure spot. He groaned, clearly liking it. We pulled away breathing heavily. “You know how to get this rusty man going,” he smirked. “I love those cold hands all over me… so we both get something out of it,” I winked. “Do you do this with anyone else?” he asked, suddenly serious. I shook my head. “Nobody does it like the cowboy,” I smirked. I pulled him back in and started nibbling on his other ear. I could feel him squeezing him tighter. His breathing fastned. I kept going, leaving tooth marks all over the earlobe. Suddenly I felt him bite down on my shoulder. I gasped. That’s gonna leave a mark. He pulled himself up so he could look at me. His face was a mess… but then again… mine cannot be much better. “How is the mission progressing,” the voice suddenly spoke. We both flinched since we were too preoccupied. “It is… done,” I said in-between breaths. “Bad time?” she asked. “Very,” I chuckled. “I’ll… I’ll mark the bounty as completed and let you… return to your thing,” she stuttered. “You’re a gem,” I laughed. I took off the headset and threw it after the hat. “So… where have we left off?” Boothill smirked. “Hmmm… let me think…,” I teased. “Oh! I think I know where,” I smirked and kissed him again. I love doing missions with this idiot.

should I be the one to write a pov? cuz uhm, I see a lack?

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WE FOLLOWING THE PATH OF THE HUNT WITH THIS ONE‼️‼️💥💥

OMG YESS FINALLY I HAVE BEEN FERAL FOR A PLAYLIST 👹

I just know this man loves to place hickeys on your neck or just everywhere to let everyone know that you're his. He's rough and I know it.

start with OHMAMI ALRIGHT SIR WE RIDE AT DAWNNN

Timestamp !! 0:00 -> Ohmami - Chase Atlantic 3:44 -> Hey Sexy Lady - Shaggy ft. Brian & Tony Gold 7:52 -> Farben - Orange Sector 11:05 -> Cool For the Summer(rock ver.) - Demi Lovato 15:29 -> Government Hooker - Lady Gaga 20:09 -> Gossip - Maneskin ft. Tom Morello 23:13 -> S&M - Rihanna 27:41 -> 16 Shots - Stefflon Don 31:47 -> Gimme more - Britney Spears lmk if there's any mistakes

21 hours ago was insane

kinda late

im early asfffff

OMGGGGGGGG

May all the Bothill wanters be Boothill havers!

*eats playlist and leaves

I HAVE BEEN SUMMONED! I'll get started on the POV. Once it's finished I'll edit this comment. It will be done in a couple hours 😘 Edit: It is done! This is the longest POV I have written so far. Gaiathra Triclops trully has a favourite. ☺ Edit 2: Adding in a TW for violence. GN reader “Stupid child,” my Master shouted at me and kicked me to the floor. I stayed there. I knew better. He was angry and I didn't want to make things harder for me. “I have a very important guest coming from the IPC,” he said. “So you better be on your best behaviour,” he kicked me again. I coughed but nodded. “You will be catering to us while the meeting proceeds so make yourself presentable,” he scoffed. I nodded. “What are you waiting for! Scram!” he screamed. I quickly jumped to my feet and ran away. I was shaking. I have gotten used to the yelling and screaming but I was terrified of serving the Master’s guest. What if I mess up? I couldn’t even imagine the beating I would get. I climbed into my little designated closet. I couldn’t even close the door because I had no light inside but a few discarded candles from the Milady and I didn’t want to waste them. I took off my torn dirty shirt. I picked up the mirror shard I stole after the Young Lady’s tantrum and examined my face. I washed it off with water I brought here in a bucket. I also washed off my hair, torso and feet in the same bucket. The water was as black as coal since I had only one pair of shoes that I was allowed to use only when guests are over. I put on the one pair of socks I had and put on the pants. With the discarded makeup I covered the bruises on my face and arms and brushed my hair. I waited for my hair to dry before styling it a bit before putting on the rest of the outfit. I put a little necklace around my neck. It was the only thing of mine I had left. I climbed out of the closet and closed it. I took a deep breath and headed into the saloon. “There is the kid,” the bartender said. I nodded. “Did he beat you again?” he said sympathetically. I nodded. She was the only one here that was nice to me. The only one who spoke to me kindly. “You poor sweet little angel,” she sighed. She only pities me though. She feels bad for me. I smiled slightly. “Will you be ok, dear?” she asked. I nodded. She smiled and took off her apron. “You know how to mix drinks right?” she asked. I nodded again. “I understand not speaking to the boss but you can talk to me you know,” she put her hand on my shoulder. I looked away. I knew I could but my body could not produce a sound in the Master’s vicinity. If there was the slightest chance he would hear me I could not speak. The bartender left. I cleaned the table and set the chairs before turning to the bar and arranging everything I knew I would need. I served the Master and his family before. I made the most efficient system I could so I wouldn’t be yelled at. Familiar footsteps came near. I had learned to distinguish the sounds of the Marster’s, Milady’s and the Young Lady’s footsteps so I could hide. The Master was coming accompanied by a set of footsteps I haven’t heard before. They seemed light as if the person was barely touching the floor. There was also a playful rhythm to them. It must be the IPC guest. I could already hear them chatter before the door opened. I rushed to the door to greet them. The door swung open. I bowed. “Oh… hello~,” the IPC guest said in a playful tone. I remained in my position not looking up. “Do they not speak?” he asked my Master. “No, they don’t,” my Master grumbled. I could tell he was displeased. “Look up at me,” the IPC guest said to me. I stood upright. “Very pretty,” he smiled. ‘You also look really pretty,’ I said to myself. I smiled and nodded slightly to express my thanks. I noticed his gaze lingered on my neck. That was when I noticed he also had the mark of a slave. “I didn’t realise you own slaves, Mr. Fravel,” he said, his jovial tone suddenly gone. “I never thought it would matter,” my Master started to panic. Even I could see that presenting me to him is tasteless at best. “What is their name,” the IPC guest asked. “(Y/N),” my Master blurted out. “My name is Aventurine,” he smiled at me. I instinctively reached for my necklace. That was the name of the stone in it. In an attempt to save the situation I started shoving them to the table. They sat down. “You already know what I want,” my Master waved at me. I nodded and turned to Mr. Aventurine waiting for his order. “Can you make Paper Moon, darling,” he smiled at me again. Such a beautiful smile. I could feel my heart flutter when he called me darling. I nodded. “Wonderfull,” he chuckled. I turned around and scurried over to the bar. Somehow I still felt eyes on me. “Let’s talk business, shall we,” I heard my boss say. “Certainly,” Mr. Aventurine said. His voice was silky and smooth but I noticed a hint of anger. Did… did I do something wrong? I started making the drinks. I put them on a silver tray and started walking over. I placed the tray on the table as Mr. Aventurine was asking why should the IPC invest in him. “(Y/N)... you couldn’t have waited until our honoured guest finished speaking?” my Master scolded me. Mr. Aventurine stopped speaking. I bowed apologetically. “I believe that was entirely unnecessary,” Mr. Aventurine spoke. The anger in his voice rose. “No need to apologise, (Y/N)... please, rise,” he said and I slowly stood up straight. I turned to look at him. His eyebrows were furrowed. He is definitely angry. But who is he angry at? Me? “With all due respect, they need to learn etiquette,” my Master said, displeased that Mr. Aventurine undermined him. “Etiquette?” he let out an irritated chuckle. “I have travelled to many worlds and I have never heard of that one,” he glared at him, twirling a coin between his fingers. He stood up. “Mr. Aventurine, please,” my Master jumped up. I started to panic. If this deal falls through, I’ll be beaten. My body reacted faster than my mind. I grabbed the sleeve of his coat. He quickly turned to look at me looking a bit started. I pleaded with him through my eyes. “(Y/N)! Are you out of your mind!” my Master screamed. I flinched and let go. I stood there frozen staring at Mr. Aventurine. For a split second his face twisted in true rage. “How about we make a deal?” he turned to my Master. He reached under his coat and pulled out a gun. My eyes widened. My Master’s face went pale. “Do with them as you please,” he blurted out. What? Is he… and I going to die? “You didn’t even hear my offer,” he smirked and walked up to me. Tears started streaming down my face as I closed my eyes. I felt his gloved hand on my neck gently caressing the number tattooed on it. His hand slid to my own. I shivered. I felt something cold and hard between my fingers. I opened my eyes. The gun was in my hands. One of his hands rested on my shoulder while the other wiped away the tears along with the makeup hiding my bruises. He circled behind me and led me towards my Master. He lifted my arms so I was aiming at my Master’s head. I was shaking. “Let’s call this a test of integrity,” Mr. Aventurine said. His voice was full of venom. “If (Y/N) doesn’t pull the trigger, consider our deal sealed,” he continued. “If they do, however… the IPC will blacklist your business,” he continued. “To make this fair to (Y/N) I will be taking them with me if they pull the trigger,” he finished. “Has he treated you well? I can give you freedom,” Mr. Aventurine whispered into my ear. “Are you happy here?” he continued. I stopped shaking. Is this my chance at freedom? My Master got down on his knees. He looked so pathetic right now. I could feel all the years of abuse and pent up anger boiling to the surface. My fear of him was gone and it was replaced by unrestrained anger. I wanted him gone. “(Y/N)! Have we not been good to you?” the pathetic wench begged. I moved my hands to aim at his head again. “No,” I said and pulled the trigger. The gun fired. The bullet got buried in his forehead. He fell to the floor. “Nice shot,” Mr. Aventurine chuckled and let go of my shoulders. “Funny how this turned out… there was only one bullet in that gun,” he took the weapon from me and showed me that it was now empty. “Today was not his lucky day, but it sure was yours,” he smirked as he took my chin between his fingers. The weight of what I had done dawned on me. I started shaking again. “W-won't I be in trouble?” I blurted out. My voice was hoarse after not speaking for so long. Mr. Aventurine shook his head. “I also killed my Master to gain my freedom… we are two of a kind now,” he smiled. He cleaned off the gun and placed it in my late Master’s hand. He returned to me. People rushed into the saloon. Milady screamed. “What happened?” she turned to Mr. Aventurine. “If he would have been a good master the deal would not have fallen through,” Mr. Aventurine spoke. “I was appalled at the treatment of dear (Y/N) so I stood up to leave… before I knew it,” he shrugged. “We will be leaving now,” he placed a stack of money in Milady’s hands and took me away. I sat down on a comfortable seat on his ship. “What would you have done if I hadn’t pulled the trigger, Mr. Aventurine?” I asked. He chuckled. “I like the gamble,” he smirked, sitting down next to me. “I have never lost yet… and please, it’s just Aventurine,” he added. I smiled. I took off my necklace. “Was it fate I wonder,” I said as I placed the necklace around his neck. “The only thing I truly own… an aventurine necklace,” I whispered. “Take this as my thanks,” I smiled. He held the stone between his fingers, smiling ever so slightly.

Ah so your making playlists now, there awesome playlists btw. I’m into Bungo stray dogs again lol. Dazai and chuya to be exact 😂😅. I wonder if you could make a Dazai and Chuya playlist?

Это очень классный плейлист, добавила в избранное. Почему тут так мало лайков???

Slay

am i the only one here that play this playlist while listen to azeru's asmrs at the same time?

uwu owo

early!!

I came to the comments looking for POV, but didn't realize this upload is so recent that there aren't any yet 😅

early as fuck and I alr enjoy it kekekekeeke

Ima just *hides him in my basement*

I love them sm😭

i changed the title bc i saw an aventurine playlist with the same title as this one and i didn't know 😭 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕞𝕡 0:00 "use me as you wish" - voiceover: exploitation & betrayal 0:18 poker face - lady gaga 4:21 smooth operator - sade 8:34 fashion - britney manson 11:09 cool for the summer - demi lovato 15:05 i'll do it - heidi montag 18:15 - woo x i was never there - rihanna & the weeknd 21:34 paparazzi - lady gaga 25:21 into it - chase atlantic 28:53 shameless - camila cabello 32:54 positions - ariana grande

POV writers where are you

With this treasure i summon all the POV's writer

Go ahead use me as you wish. Even stab me in the back if you see fit. Exportation and *word*, are simple tools of the trade. But remember, i don't make deals that don't pay off. So i hope you don't disappoint me. -BBG I even recorded the ad so i can watch it over and over again, lol

I'm in love now! ❤😂😊 he's a bbg boy now! Lol. I'ma go get a new phone and download hanki star rails just to get him.

POV Time because we all love being risky ❤ A crazed gambler, playboy, and manager of the IPC Strategic Investment Department... how lovely. When you decided to take on this mission for your master, you didn't expect to end up in a casino only to be playing poker and that most likely for your life. It's not like your actual target, a human trafficker, already started to suspect you of being a spy, nooo you also have this blonde smug looking merchant staring at you. His purple-blue shining eyes do radiate a unique flair though. It's like diving into a vast dimension and still you cannot grasp his intentions or anything really. "My friend, I think it's your turn. Do you call or fold? Although I would recommend you to call. There is no chance of winning if you don't take the gamble, right?" His head is resting, relaxed on his gloved hand, and this... sheepish smile of his... this isn't a good situation for you. "Still hesitating, aren't you. Well, let me make it more enticing then. I'll answer any of your questions about the ... nice gentlemen next to us every time you win a round or about me, of course. I wouldn't want your interest in me to be unsatisfied." Suprised by his offer, you try to decide on your next move as your target starts to protest against the idea. "Aventurine, what are you thinking? Remember we're partners, right? So don't you dare do anything stupid!" "Of course not, Sir. I don't make deals that don't pay off." As he shifted his gaze back to you, you started seeing his calculating and... amused demeanour. This can only turn out bad. "Every time I win, I get to ask a question about you so... do we have a deal?" This might be the chance to get more information on your target but also puts you at risk of being found out. This is an all-or-nothing situation, but your intuition caught on, so you decided to play his game. But the nickname crazed gambler quite suits him. He won round after round by sheer luck, which seems outerwordly. To your suprise though, his questions resembled more of idle chit chat like "How do you enjoy the night so far" or "What type of drink do you prefer". His partner, though, became more and more agitated until he burst out with anger. "Stop fooling around, gambler! We're not here to play games and chat. Find out who they are or get rid of them of their useless!" Aventurine lets out a low chuckle, not even glancing at the raging man. "Well, it seems like you aren't aware that you're the fool in this story, my friend. Tossing people aside like damaged puppets seems like something you'd do, slaver. I don't think there is any interesting business between you and the IPC so why don't you hurry off and die in a ditch." As the inflamed man tries to take a couple of swings towards Aventurine, you immediately used the distraction and took the man's suitcase, which was sitting under the table and the only thing that binded you to this mess. As you try to leave the room a voice starts calling out to you. As you turn around you see Aventurine skillfully tying up the beat up man with a couple of precise movements. "Excuse me my friend but I think this suitcase belongs to me so would you be so kind and hand it over." He still has his charming smile on his face, but his eyes reflected a cold seriousness. You pointed your gun towards him ready to immediately leave the scene. "I don't think you would be suprised if I say no. Everything went according to your plan until now, right. Using me as a distraction to get your hands on these papers. And I'm going to be honest, you did most of the work and such but I believe these papers are better in my hands so I'll be leaving with this." As you talked, you slowly walked over to a window. But before you could jump through it, he started to laugh. It was a low pitched, charming one. If it wasn't for this situation, you would have stayed to listen for it a little longer. And with one snap of his hands you've been surrounded by members of the IPC, who broke in through the doors and even the air vents. "Don't think our little game is over, friend. I'm the one making the rules because on this table you're the challenger. And I didn't get to ask my last question. So before we go any futher, answer me this "Why are you so obsessed with me, darling?"