#I’ve tried other things but nothing can capture the sting

[made-my-peace-with-all-the-bad]

Sailor Song but it’s Darrel and Paul

[yorktaylor]

13 year old me would’ve lost her shit over this song. 15 year old me is losing her shit on 13 year old me’s behalf.

[loozerboykisser]

and lately I’ve tried other things, but nothing can capture the sting

[pennydew]

lately i’ve tried other things but nothing can capture the sting (masturbation)

[madschiavelique]

Lowkey had a thought that sailor song by Gigi Perez kinda matches tarot baby and Viktor and needed to share it before I combust into flames

“And lately I’ve tried other things but nothing could capture the sting of the venom she’s gonna spit out right now” when they first met and tarot baby lowkey hated Viktor

“Won’t you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor, and when you get a taste can you tell me what’s my flavor” Viktor pov maybe???

“I don’t believe in got but I believe that you’re my savior” when he was taking care of her while she was ill AND ALSO when she got first place again and smiled at him

“And when we’re getting dirty I forget all that is wrong” when they finally held hands in the closet

crying

hey so i sobbed

i love this song so much and the fact it could be associated to acoi makes me teaR UP OKAY

thank u sm for submitting this, this is INSTANTLY going to the playlist ❤️

[xxpeppermintxx109]

veil us in gold shepard distasio | sailor song

and lately I’ve tried other things

but nothing can capture the sting

[jaegersmoon]

“and lately i’ve tried other things, but nothing can capture the sting”

i already dread the day ob ends bc no fic, no story, no movie, no nothing has ever made me feel the way ob has

it’s like dreading aot ending all over again

🥹🥹 holy shit i’m gonna start crying

ilysm !!!!

[starving4now]

“and lately I’ve tried other things, but nothing can capture the sting”

[korememeprompts]

RP MEMES TAKEN FROM LYRICS FROM GIGI PEREZ’ SONGS - edited slightly to fit a roleplaying format.

tw: mentions of religion / religious themes.

I saw her in the rightest way.

and then she came up to my knees begging.

baby would you please, do the things you said you’d do to me ?

won’t you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor ?

and when you get a taste, can you tell me what’s my flavor ?

I don’t believe in god, but I believe that you’re my savior.

and when we’re getting dirty i forget all that is wrong.

I sleep so i can see you, cause i hate to wait so long.

and i hate to wait so long.

the kind of thing that makes you proud that nothing else had ever worked out.

and lately I’ve tried other things, but nothing can capture the sting, of the venom she’s gonna spit out right now.

and we can run away to the walls inside your house.

I can be the cat, you can be the mouse.

and we can laugh off things that we know nothing about.

we can go forever, until you wanna sit it out.

it’s easy running through your hair, like fields of poppies in salt air.

you said to me you won’t share, and i said i would never dare.

I stared at you the way i do.

i want something else from you.

you say, “ don’t you go beg and plead. “

i think i've seen this love before.

i think i've seen this face before.

my interest is to lay with you, to laugh and have nothing to do.

how else can it be proved to you that i'm devout ?

my interest is to bathe with you.

oh, please be rude.

fable and truth. everything, it contradicts.

it's so rare that somebody'd look out for you.

divinity says, " destiny can't be earned or returned. "

i feel when i question my skin starts to burn.

love was the law and religion was taught, i'm not bought.

feel when we argue our skin starts to rot.

you start singing, mama. you start singing.

you can sing any song you want.

so share me your plan.

if i implore you, could i be your lamb ?

and i look into the open sky.

stars blink like my sister's eyes.

stars blink like her eyes.

that's why we get along so well, my darling.

you know i hate to give you such a hard time.

but you know i hate when people got what's mine.

tell me that you meant it when you said, there was no else you were thinking of back then.

and i know you said you didn't mean to make me cry.

sometimes i wonder.

[deadpcnned]

HIIIII i’ve missed u, i hope ur doing good <33 since everyone’s sharing their music thoughts for sealed, i wanted to do the same lol!! i’ve been obsessed with sailor song by gigi perez since it got so popular on tiktok but there’s a few lyrics that remind me soooo much of those two!! “and lately i’ve tried other things but nothing can capture the sting of the venom she’s going to spit out right now” that’s so jj to tr, like ever since the story started she’s been weird w/ him due to everything that he’s done but still even when she’s like that, he can’t help but be drawn to her!! and it would definitely be a hit to kiara too (sorry 👀)

and the part where it says “kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor, and when you get a taste can you tell me what’s my flavour” to me it’s sooo them i can’t explain it fully or i would write a full thesis lol but those lyrics to me mean sort of like “tell me what’s my flavour = tell me who i am” and i think both of them understand each other in such a deep level, like when tr was helping jj with the whole situation in court, she was saying all the right things while other people weren’t handling it well at all and there’s other details where jj gets tr so well

i know the song’s meaning is completely different but whenever i become obsessed with something, i associate EVERYTHING with that as well and i literally haven’t been able to stop thinking about ur story ever since i first read it!! i’m sure i’ll be back to ur inbox with more songs that reminded me of ur stories lol anyway sorry for the longggg message

HIII LOVEEE!! i’ve missed being on here and interacting w/ all of y’all, but i should be more active in the upcoming days 😋

i love sailor song no matter how many times i listen to it ugh. THE LYRIC ABT THE VENOM??? you literally nailed that connection wow, I’m obsessed w/ the concept of the sting being part of the pleasure of being with her. also unforch that’s very much how jj feels abt kie. like yeah he loves her cause she’s his friend but as he falls more deeply for the reader he’ll never rlly have a hard time choosing who he wants 🤷🏽‍♀️

love ur analysis of “what’s my flavor” too bc i was truly taking that song so surface level hahaha, you’ve opened my mind.

i’m the exact same way abt associating all my obsessions, so i totally get it. PLSSSS keep the songs coming, it’s so fascinating to me to hear everyone’s opinions + it’s such a fun way for me to interact w more ppl on here <33333

[graysonizdeworzt]

Y’all i’ve been thinking of making art for my Wendigo Radiostatic au, so it would play out like this-

“and lately i’ve tried other things” -Shows Valentino (flirting it Vox)

“but nothing can capture the sting” -Shows Alastor and Vox sitting together having fun

“Of the venom he’s gonna spit out right now” -Shows Alastor saying “good day, sir” from the prologue sequence of my au when they break up-

should I??

[toolateforhappiness]

And lately i’ve tried other things

But nothing can capture the sting

[loozerboykisser]

“And lately I’ve tried other things

But nothing can capture the sting”

[littlefreak0-0]

« And lately, I’ve tried other things but nothing can capture the sting »

Gigi Perez - Sailor Song

[drarrily-we-row-along]

"Love"

Draco was a mess and Harry's heart couldn't take it.

"And then," Draco sniffled, tears running down his face, strands of hair slipping out of his messy bun, "he laughed at me and told me that it hadn't been 'love'," he continued, making hideous air-quotes around the word and Harry had never wanted to punch someone in the face more than he wanted to punch that prick that Draco had been seeing for the past 5 months. "Of course he'd been seeing other people," Draco said, "how could he possibly be interested in someone like me?"

“That’s not love,” Harry spat. Draco looked up at him sharply, “it’s not,” he repeated firmly. “He's such a dick, Draco. He’s not worthy of you.”

Draco let out a wet laugh-snort-sob sort of noise, “right.”

“I mean it,” Harry said desperately. “You’re so amazing,” he said softly, “kind and handsome, and clever and funny. I-” he started then broke off swallowing. It wasn’t the right time.

The other man’s body stilled, “You-?” Draco asked, tipping his head down to catch Harry’s eyes.

“I would never treat you that way,” he whispered, heart shattering inside his chest. He couldn’t stand to see the way he was treated by other men, especially when Harry loved him so much it consumed him.

“Harry-”

“I wouldn’t,” he said, eyes stinging. “You deserve so much more, Draco. All the kindness and tenderness in the world. I would love you with everything-”

“Harry,” he tried again, “I-” he shook his head. “I’m not ready-”

“No, I know,” he said. “It’s not fair to you and nothing has to change-”

“I want to be worthy of you”

“You already are,” he said.

Draco shook his head, “I’ve got to go,” he managed before standing and apparating away, leaving Harry alone in his kitchen.

———————

Harry’d spent half an hour moping around the kitchen, fighting tears while he tidied away the things he’d set out for tea. He was about to go to bed for the night, go sleep and try to sort it out in the morning, when there was a sharp wrap at the door.

He wasn’t expecting that Draco would be standing on the other side when he opened it. Draco had been letting himself into Harry's house for years at this point, he was his best friend.

"I'm sorry," he blurted at the same time as Draco.

Draco blinked, "What are you sorry for?"

"You're grieving your last relationship and I made everything harder-"

He shook his head and interrupted, "Did you mean it?"

"Yeah," Harry said helplessly, "Yeah. Every single word."

Draco leaned up and captured his lips with his, cupping Harry's cheek as he kissed him softly, achingly.

His whole body curved toward Draco's, arms wrapping him up.

"I love you too," he whispered into Harry's mouth. "And I am fucking terrified of you."

"What?" he asked, trying to wrap his head around the other man's words, when his body was still caught up in the sensations of the kiss cascading through him.

"If you leave, I won't survive it," he said, leaning his forehead against Harry's. "You're the most important person in my life, you have been for years and I can't-" he shook his head, and Harry heard his breath catch the way it did when he was trying to compose himself.

"Can't what?" he murmured, nudging Draco's nose with his own.

Draco let out the breath he'd been holding, "I can't lose you. I can lose any of those other idiots, I can keep breaking up with people and I'll be fine. But I need to know you mean it," he said, "because I won't survive it if you leave me."

"Draco," he breathed, "let me keep you," he begged. "Godric, let me keep you. I promise," he added, "I'll never leave you. I couldn't."

He could feel Draco's body trembling in his arms and he held him that much tighter.

"It's okay to be scared," he said, "it's okay if you don't believe me-"

"I want to!" Draco insisted.

He nodded, "I know," he soothed, "It's okay if you can't believe me. You know why?"

Draco shook his head.

"I'm happy to prove it to you," he said softly. "I'll prove it to you," he repeated, "every day, for as long as you'll let me. I'll always stay."

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And true to his word, everyday was a new opportunity to stay.

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written for the @hdcandyheartsfest prompt 'love'

[haikyuu-sins]

Hihi luv, I'm so totally in love with your writing omG😍 can I please have an angst scenario for Benn, Shanks, and Ace where they had an argument with their S/O and said something rude to her. Then she got captured and tortured and stuff. And they rescue her? Sorry if it's too much haha🙈 Thanks a bunch in advance sweetie💕💕 Stay healthy💗

Thank you so much! I’m really glad you enjoy my writing! That makes me happy to hear :) I hope you’re staying healthy as well! ❤️ I had a hard time coming up with something for Benn and I’m so sorry! Maybe in the future if I can then I’ll do a seperate post! I know I’ve written for him in the past but this one was particularly hard for some reason (mostly because I don’t really see Benn saying anything mean to his s/o since he’s so calm and collected.) If you like to, you can send the same ask in for Benn and I can keep it in my ask until I can come up with something.

Warnings: Violence, blood, drinking, cheating in Shanks’, cursing, boys being mean to you, you being mean to Ace, being drugged in Ace’s, graphic descriptions of being tortured.

*****

Shanks

He didn’t have a filter. He never meant what he said when the two of you argued. It happened when you had gotten a bit jealous over some women giving Shanks a little too much attention for your liking. He didn’t shut it down and you know he can be a flirt, it’s his personality. It’s always amplified when he’s been drinking. You guessed it was one too many times to be bringing it up because he snapped at you-something he never did.

“Well maybe if you weren’t insecure you wouldn’t need to bring this up so many times. How many times do I have to tell you that it means nothing?”

You went silent for a moment. The right words weren’t forming and the only thing you could feel was the sting in your throat as you tried to swallow. Turning on your heels, you left the bar quickly; the feeling of embarrassment overwhelming your face.

Shanks didn’t follow you and you knew that he wouldn’t realize his mistake until after the crew had scolded him. It’s what happened in the last few arguments, all while he was drunk.

The town the crew had docked in was quiet and quaint and you let the sounds of the gentle water hitting the docks fill your ears. You pay no mind to the townsfolk who wandered around you, tending to their own business in the night. But that’s what you should have been doing.

Many people knew who you were, the partner of Red Haired Shanks, and they thought they could use that to their advantage. It’s been attempted many times to kidnap you which was one of the reasons Shanks was normally with you or close by. But since you got into an argument, here you were. Alone and vulnerable. It wasn’t that you weren’t able to fight and take care of yourself, you could. But not as well as the other crew members or their Yonko captain.

You couldn’t even process what happened. One moment you were by the docks, the next it was completely dark. You swallowed hard and your eyes adjusted to the darkness as you tried to move but your body was bound to something hard and cold. A boulder? Your hands were bound by something else though. There still wasn’t much you could see but you made out a figure in front of you who was bent over.

“Awake now, are you?” the voice spoke.

Awake? You were unconscious?

But before a response could come from your mouth, a fist connected with your mouth which made your head hit the rock behind it.

You groaned, adjusting your jaw that was punched. “You fucking wannabe’s. I already know where this is going. Do you really think the likes of you can demand something from Shanks? You’re brave to try.”

Meanwhile an older lady hurried into the bar shouting, “Someone help! I just saw someone get taken! I couldn’t do anything to save them!” She described your appearance to the men and women in the bar who went silent after she ran in.

Shanks and the crew all immediately stood up. “Where did they go?”

It didn’t take long for them to find where you were. Shanks was long sober by now. His jaw clenched and unclenched every time he thought about what he was going to do to these people who thought they could get away with laying a single finger on you. His breath stuck in his throat when he caught sight of you and he was seeing red-literally. That’s all he saw on you-bruised, battered, and covered in your own blood.

His lip twitched as he locked eyes with one of the men. You could feel the tension in the air as he walked forward towards the man. “You did this?”

Beckman knew where this was going and as much as Shanks wanted to rescue you, he knew nothing else would happen to you while he was there. So he went over to you and a key was thrown in his direction by a man cowering in the corner-it looks like he knew better than to put up a fight.

Sea Prism Stone. No wonder you weren’t able to fight back. You were a newer Devil Fruit user, still getting used to your powers so you didn't know that every bit of your energy would be sucked out of you with these on. When he unlocked your cuffs, you slumped into Benn’s arms. Your breathing was quiet and shallow. “Boss, they aren’t in good shape. We need to take them back to the ship.”

“I’ll meet you there.” was the only thing he said before he unsheathed his sword.

The crew rushed back with you to the ship and took you to the infirmary where the doctor began patching you up.

Shanks didn’t come back until sometime later. He came back completely unscathed with not a drop of blood on him aside from his sword that now needed a thorough cleaning. His feet took him straight to the infirmary where he knew you would be, walking past his crew without a word. They didn’t need to tell him how much he fucked up this time-he knew it. And he was ashamed.

When he saw you lying in bed, his shoulders fell. His guilt washed over his face like a tidal wave as he slowly made his way over to you.

You were bruised, bloodied, and bandaged. Shanks sat down next to you and while you were awake, you didn’t look at him.

“I can’t do this anymore Shanks.” your voice was soft. “I’m tired of it.”

His own voice caught in his throat. Sure you two had your arguments, but you always came back from it after talking it over. “No…don’t say that.”

“I don’t think this is something I can just let go this time. You really don’t understand how I feel about this. You flirting with women while you’re drunk happens a little too often for my liking-and my liking is never. You say you’ll stop, but then you get drunk and do it all over again. For me, that’s just a sign that I can’t trust you.”

He was silent. No words were able to form for once and just when he thought he found the right words you stopped him.

“-and don’t say that you’ve never done anything. You clearly don’t remember everything when you’re drunk.”

This was news to him. He…cheated on you? “No! No no I never-!”

“Shanks! …I saw you. I let it slide one too many times. So no, I wasn’t insecure. I just knew where it would lead eventually…and it’s just like how I imagined. I always put you above anything else but it’s time for me to put myself first for once. This isn’t healthy for me anymore.”

Sure, his relationships in the past hadn’t worked out but he thought you were it, but now he’s realizing that he’s just fucked everything up. He was the only one to blame. You put up with so much of his bullshit and half of it he didn’t even know of.

The tall man stood from your side, placing a gentle hand on top of yours. “I…I understand. I’ll…I’ll leave you be then.” with that, he walked out of the room, knowing that this relationship wasn’t salvageable anymore.

Portgas D. Ace

“Do you feel like you have to prove something to everyone? Why do you get so carried away that you almost get yourself killed in the process, Ace?! Is that more important than how I feel?!”

It took a lot for Ace to lose his temper, but he felt like he’s heard this a thousand and one times. He always came back safe to you no matter what. Wasn’t that all that mattered?

“What about how I feel?! Because when have I come back on death’s door?! Why can’t you just trust me that I’m not going to be dead in a ditch somewhere?! You don’t have to be worried about me, you’re the one that chooses to be!” he threw his hands in the air in frustration. “I have the freedom to do what I want and now I have you nagging at me! Pops is the one giving me these things to do so go be mad at him not me!”

Ace was never the one to yell at you. Of course the two of you have had your fights here and there. But they never ended up being screaming matches. “...Ya’ know… I bet your father treated your mother a lot better than this. Good to know you didn’t get that from him.”

He told you about his past a long time ago, trusting you with that information, but hearing it used against him made his blood boil. “Don’t ever talk about my father.”

“Don’t worry, you just won’t have to worry about me speaking to you ever again. How’s that sound? I’ll tell Whitebeard I want to switch divisions. We’ll both appreciate that.” before he could respond, you turned on your heels, leaving his cabin and then the docked ship. You could feel the eyes of your crew mates on you as you left to clear your head.

Your fists clenched and unclenched while you walked away. You could hear some of them whispering to one another.

“Woah…I’ve never heard them scream like that at each other…” Izou spoke quietly to Marco who blew air from his puffed out cheeks.

His eyebrows went up momentarily then relaxed at how surprised he was from their outburst. “You got that right yoi…”

This was an unfamiliar island and the log pose still hadn’t set yet to point to the next island, but you did know that this one was known for their natural hot springs. It would probably be the best place to try and relax.

When you got there, you found a secluded area and stripped down, slipping into the hot water after you had folded your clothes next to you. Being here allowed you to think about what just happened. It felt like it was so quick. How did everything go downhill so fast after you just wanted him to be safe? Did he see you as a nagging parent? It probably wasn’t the best idea to bring up his father, it was a sore spot for him and you knew that.

You sighed heavily, submerging yourself full into the water. Your hair floated around you as you stayed down for a few seconds, letting everything sink into your brain. Being underwater, you didn’t hear the crunch of the twigs behind you, or the rustling of leaves that continued to get closer.

Only when you felt someone grab a handful of your hair did you realize the situation. Your eyes widened as you tried to struggle and take hold of their arm, but it was no use. There was a slight pinch in your neck that you recognized as a needle and before you knew it, you started to go limp.

Your body was heaved up onto the dirt and you were able to gasp for air. You were still conscious so you assumed this was something just to paralyze you, not to knock you out. There were a few unfamiliar men surrounding you saying things that you couldn’t register because of this drug you were injected with.

The next hours seemed to go by painfully slow. You didn’t know where you were, you still weren’t clothed, and you’d been beaten while still paralyzed with no way to defend yourself since you were tied as well. You hoped this wore off soon so you could fight back, or that someone found your whereabouts.

The drug did nothing to dull any of the treatment you were receiving. You still felt every kick, every punch, every cut that was littered across your body. Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes as a sharp blade made its way across the bottom of your feet. You couldn’t jerk away. Every time they saw you getting any sort of movement back a small amount was injected back into you.

“Think he’ll come?” one of them asked the other as he looked down on you.

“He ‘outta. If he wants to see them again at least.”

You weren’t paying attention to what he was saying. You were paying attention to the fact that you were starting to sweat. The room was getting hotter and hotter which could only mean one thing. Ace was here.

It didn’t take long for the door to be shot down by a blast of red and orange flames. He wasn’t the only one. Marco and Izou weren’t far behind him.

Ace was trembling. His fists balled up so hard that his knuckles were white, they weren’t for long before his flames began to slowly lick up his arms. His black eyes burned holes into the men who were before you as he stepped forward. He knew you were there, but he was locked onto these disgusting men who thought they could use you as a means to either get to him or Whitebeard.

Marco rushed over and you couldn’t look at him-you were naked and humiliated. Humiliated that you were naked and that you couldn’t even take care of yourself. Izou took off the red sash that was across his waist and draped it over your body.

“We’ll take them outside! I need to check on them as soon as I can!” Marco scooped you up, hurrying outside with Izou. The two of them knew he’d be able to handle these lowlifes on his own considering just how exasperated he was right now. It wouldn’t take long for him to meet them.

The First Division Commander set you down on the grass, his blue and yellow flames were warm against your cold skin. Little by little, the wounds on your body started to heal. They weren’t hea;ed completely, but it was a start. Your muscles were loosening and you could move your fingers.

“That’s it, just take it slow okay? You’re safe now.” Marco assured you quietly as he stroked your hair. “Are you hurt anywhere else?”

You were able to shake your head to tell him no. “I’m okay…” your voice was hoarse and you spoke slowly. The two men helped you sit up as they watched you try to.

It didn’t take long for Ace to emerge from the hideout you were trapped in. His face fell when he was finally able to take it all in and he was hesitant to go to you at first. Ace felt horrible for the things he said to you. Of course you were worried about him, you loved him. It was only natural to worry about those you love, just as he did with you.

“I’m…I’m so sorry…” he apologized as he dropped to his knees in front of you. His hot hands took hold of your face that was covered in dirt. “I’m so sorry…I get it. I know you worry about me and I shouldn’t get mad at you for just wanting me to be safe…” he didn’t care that the other two Division Commanders were there to see him like this, he was just glad that you were okay and that Marco was able to patch you up at least.

“I am too…I’m really sorry I brought your dad into this. I shouldn’t have.”

“No, I shouldn’t have let it get to me that much. But you’re right. I’m sure he loved my mom and I shouldn’t be getting mad that you’re worried about me.” Ace pulled you into a hug, wanting to be gentle with you but ending up squeezing you a little too hard when he heard you grunt in pain. “Shit! I didn’t mean to!”

You chuckled softly as you let yourself lean back into his chest, “It’s okay, I like it. You keep me warm.”