#I'M DEVASTATED ONCE AGAIN

[dalfurawa]

CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW when eric is singing the lines “taking me with your song” and “i cannot get over you” you can see him smiling??

LOOK AT HIM

HE CAN’T HELP BUT TO SMILE when he’s remembering her and singing about her!! like he’s resigned himself to the fact that she’s already consumed his entire being!!!! our simp king

[butterflysonnets]

absolutely insane that mike literally p a n i c k e d when will was like "well what about us?" because will wasn't even really making things gay he was honest to god just inquiring about the state of their estranged friendship and wondering why mike didn't make time to talk to him when they're supposed to be best friends but MIKE was the one having an aneurysm like "🏳️‍🌈⁉️ W H AT!!"

“WE'RE FRIENDS” “i know mike” “WE'RE!!! F R I E N D S!!” “right so why don't you call me — ” “I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND” “… that in no way answers my question"

[flufflecat]

Today I got to have an entire 3 message long dm convo with Alex Hirsch. I am never getting over this high.

[ukulelegodparent]

Just went to uni and instead of doing anything spent 3h agonising about ending my relationship. I'm sure this is good and normal

[hopeinthebox]

tagged by the tastemaker @cordiallyfuturedwight for the january receipts and would you believe it i'm actually on time

tagging a few favs: @aprylynn @jiminsproof @thvinyl @jimin-gaon @visionsofgideontheninth @btscontentenjoyer @kimchokejin @jihopesjoint @eoieopda @monismochi <333 and you too if you fancy it

[perceptivehands]

why do i care so much about fictional characters jfc

[esta-elavaris]

On Halloween it'll be two years since I lost my home and faced 8 months of living out of a very kind friend's spare room while I tried to make something work in my old city - and it was shit at the time in terms of stress and being uh? Terrified of the future? But now, as I suspected at the very beginning of it all happening, I'm so, so glad it all happened the way it did, and that I didn't get the things I was praying for at the time.

There were crises of faith in the midst of it, and a lot of temptation to feel absolutely hopeless, but I still end up stunned at how much it really was all for the better whenever I contemplated it. Like y'know when people say that sometimes everything needs to shatter so it can be put back together in a better way? It was very that -- so if you're going Through It with life right now and looking for that sign that things will indeed get better, this is it 💜

[icapturedthecastle]

I, for one, am very excited for a Haymitch centered Hunger Games book. He is my favorite character and I love suffering.

[awesomefroggy]

some Amala moodboards, cause I love and also miss my little bird

[judesstfrancis]

started watching a horror movie not knowing it was a genuine documentary bc every youtube rec I watched about this film led me to believe it was fake. devastated

[ahxiang]

ods movie finally out. i know that show like the back of my hand, will let y'all know of any and all differences once i watch it

[lilalbatross]

i miss the early days of revolution when it was just miles and charlie stomping through the forest, accidentally ripping each other’s hearts out

[bestintheparsec]

I just finished watching A Small Light and I am unwell

[theophagie-remade]

Oooh exams to study for vs cry over Toga and Uraraka. Now

[agentark]

something something there was never any other way for this story to go

[secondpersonpoetry]

hi! heard the released “Merry Christmas, Please Don’t Call” (which i’ve seen you’ve heard live, if i’m not mistaken!!) this morning and i don’t know if there’s really a particular vibe/dynamic/ship hrpf-wise (personally haven’t yet been able to put my finger on it) that quite relates but the lyrics have been rotating in my head all day and i was wondering if you had any thoughts? hope you have a good one! <3

OH ANON HAVE I EVER SEEN IT LIVE!!! and the second that song came out i zoomed it straight into my fic playlist and unfortunately there are so many guys this could be. right now the one that's resonating is, of course, the golden boy and his haunted ghost themselves: mcstrome.

i am thinking about connor, specifically, after the stanley cup final. that game seven. how angry he was, how loud the silence when they told him he won the conn smythe. how close he's come before and again and again lost. there's nobody else to blame but himself. he's in the empty room and he knows why (1)

at!! your best!!! you were magic!!! oh, golden boy. connor the anointed, of course. at the very beginning of his career we always knew he was something special and who wouldn't have fallen in love with him? weren't all of us a little bit dylan strome in awe of the generational talent? we were all bathed in radiant light just by being in the vicinity (2)

don't even tell 'em that you know me breaks my heart (3). in terms of building a narrative i think i've said before there is a universe where connor/dylan were together before the draft and to protect both of them, dylan breaks up with him. connor says i love you and dylan says i don't. because he doesn't, you know? he loved connor. he loved davo. he can't be in love with connor mcdavid, first overall pick of the edmonton oilers. i'd rather be hurt forever than have to watch us try to make this work and destroy us.

and after connor mcdavid left the otters, dylan strome captained them to a memorial cup win. what a haunted home, eh? to be captain of the team you and your best friend were on, only now he's left you? don't call me to tell me about your rookie season with the oilers--we both know about your broken collarbone. don't call me to tell about becoming the youngest captain in franchise history when i stepped into the shoes of your captaincy here. don't call me. (4)

narratively: dylan's the one who broke connor's heart and his own but by god it wasn't easy. we both know what happened, you went first overall. please don't make this harder on me. please don't call.

this verse can be about the weight of dylan having to live up to connor's standards and always being measured by him. i would just like to bring up the connor stepping stone chart for absolutely no reason as well (5)

we are, at long last, at the potential future of now: dylan strome, happy, smiling, thriving on the washington capitals. connor, on the oilers. i'm not yours, dylan can say. haven't been for a long time. it took some time but i made this. please don't call and ruin this for me, stay out of my life. i don't want you or need you (6)

[p.s. this took a while because when i received this ask i was a) immediately possessed to write this verse by verse breakdown i had never thought of before and then b) immediately plagued by the idea of making you a little graphic (above the read more) and finally got to do it after banging out all the actual lyric thoughts two (?) weeks ago. emerging two and a half hours later from the fugue state of GIMP with 37 layers in this bad boy hope you enjoy!!!]