#Lyric likes the little alien guys :)

[lunarscaled]

" Uh . . . Devil said birthdays celebrations are pointless, so, he didn't get you anything. Other than the gift of not killing you, I guess. I'm not good with birthday gifts. So, I found a vending machine, & got you these, um . . . Planet X tiny aliens. One looks like he's doing karate, another lifting weights. & . . . I really can't tell what this one's doing. Anyway, happy birthday. "

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LYRIC

"It's true: birthdays are somewhat arbitrary celebrations for beings with shorter lifespans. Imagine how many birthdays a dragon or fae will have in its lifetime compared to a human."

-> They're certain someone would say you're covering for him again with that statement, how easily it rolls from their mouth like a matter of fact to assuage him again in their continual conflicting ideologies, but it was true wasn't it? Even if it wasn't something people wanted to think about. You didn't need to celebrate every rotation you've lived if your life expectancy was 500 years, or even longer. DJ, who existed far outside any kind of acceptable standards for humans ( and most civilized creatures, in Lyric's opinion ) would say that, because for him it was true. It doesn't upset them to hear it.

-> They raise a single amused eyebrow and let Jin take his time explaining himself before extending an open palm for him to place the tiny aliens in. At least he was forthright about it: they're nothing more than cheap little pieces of predominantly green translucent plastic with poorly painted expressions on them, doing various aerobic tasks for a purpose Lyric couldn't fathom. And thought it is nothing more than that, four or five of them fitted carefully into their palm by his thick fingertips from his pocket, Lyric can't help but shield their amused smile behind their free hand to cut into their quiet laughing. Jin was an honest man---he did his best to show his care for others where he could, how he could. Lyric related to it well; they often struggled to pick gifts for any reason. It seemed much easier to just ask someone, or bring them along and let them pick. ( but some people complained about the format of that. something about surprises and knowing someone well and so forth ) Lyric closes their fingers around the tiny pile of aliens and puts them in their jacket pocket.

"I like them. Thank you.

---do you want to share some cake with me? I swear everyone I know gave me a cake, so I've got, like, eight of them... It's no issue to share. At this point, if I don't share I won't finish them."

[gretavanlace]

Stars Collide

Josh Kiszka x reader

18+ only! Minors do not interact!

Warnings: graphic sexual content, language, adult themes, semi public sexual acts, dirty talk, pet names, digital penetration, etc.

First, special thanks to this ask who got my gears turning, I know it isn’t exactly what you asked for, but I hope you love it all the same. Second, I asked for josh pics and ya’ll 👏 came 👏 through 👏 Thank you so much for taking the time to help out with my little request, you guys are the greatest! They were all incredible, but in the end @jakekiszkasbelly-button killed it with this stunning pic featuring a camera flare-halo that stole my heart. Just look at him!

Photo credit to the lovely @indigo-starcatcher

You wake with a start, eyes wide with drowsy confusion, and he thinks you’re adorable. Like a tiny baby bunny, startled in the brush by rustling leaves. It makes him want to scoop you up, to hold you cupped in his hands, safe from the world. To peer down at you and soothe your nerves softly. To pet you and marvel at your softness, your warmth….

It also makes him long to corrupt all that innocence. To strip it away down to the bones of what you’re really capable of. That wicked glint in your eye that appears when there’s no one to bear witness but him - he wants to see it.

“Josh?” Your voice is gritty with the impromptu slumber you’d fallen into after the show. Curled up like a cat in one corner of the couch in the corner of his dressing room. He hadn’t the heart to disturb you.

Instead, he’d lost the satin suit and showered, and was now slipped into something a little more pedestrian, scribbling lyrics and ideas upon the lined pages of his notebook, sipping from a glass filled with honey-laced whiskey.

He speaks softly, as is so often his way “I’m here, princess.”

Your gaze swings over to him, and he watches the tension leave your form and loves you just a little bit more. They way you find solace in his presence softens his heart indescribably.

“It’s so quiet.” You sigh, arms reaching for the ceiling in a dramatic, feline stretch. “Where is everyone? Did I sleep through the apocalypse?”

He laughs gently, eyes trained on the page where he’s finishing a rough sketch to present to wardrobe. You’re right to ask questions, he knows. Normally the energy backstage is electric before a show, and even more so after. Voices booming from all directions, golf carts grinding up and down the halls, equipment being dragged across concrete, shouts of congratulations and instructions. The rock and roll circus of live wire sound is easily tuned out as seasoned as you all are. Silence, on the other hand, is deafening.

“They’ve all gone back to the hotel.” He shrugs, setting everything aside in order to focus on you. He loves to watch you do anything, but witnessing you inch your way out of floating dreams deserves his full attention. “I told them we’d just call a car. Wanted to let you sleep.”

You shimmy your shoulders in a mock shudder. “This feels weird. It’s way too quiet.”

A smile that it feels like he can’t help, shapes his lips beautifully. You resemble a fallen angel, all wrinkled skirt and tangled hair, a groupie who just clawed her way out of the pit, disheveled and out of breath, all for him. “It is sort of weird, isn’t it?”

An idea lights his face up, urging an unsure giggle out of your sleepy chest before he’s even shared what he’s thinking.

“You want to go walk around a little? It’ll be like being at school after a play. Remember that? When the halls and classrooms were dark and it felt like you shouldn’t be there…when it felt like some strange, alien, terrain…remember?”

His enthusiasm is catching, “No, I don’t remember that…I wasn’t a theater nerd.” You toss a tasseled throw pillow at him and, in retaliation, he rises and grabs your hands, tugging you to your feet.

“That’s what’s wrong with you, my love.” He nudges you closer to your shoes and smooths out your clothes while you toe them on. “Too much time bouncing around in your little cheerleader uniform and not enough time down in the trenches with the drama club dreck.”

“I wasn’t a cheerleader and you damn well know it.” You roll your eyes with love and swing open the door to find the hall desolate and dimly lit. “You don’t think we’re completely alone in here, do you?”

“Nah,” he steps out behind you. “They’d kick us out before all that. But even if they missed us, there’d be security. Still, probably the closest to alone we’re ever gonna be.”

You spin around, grabbing up his hand tightly in both of yours…the spirited fire in your eyes lighting his own. “Let’s go check out the stage. Think anyone will stop us?”

“Pfft,” he scoffs, waving you off like he can’t believe you even said such a thing. “Do you have any idea who I am, princess?”

“Humble, aren’t you, Kiszka?” You kiss the air at him and trot off ahead in the wrong direction.

“Hey, Lewis and Clark?” He calls out smugly, “Stage is this way.”

~

“Look at all these seats,” you marvel, staring out at a sea of now empty chairs feeling nearly worshipful. An incredible talent stands beside you. Warm as the sun, and just as revered. You’d kneel at his feet, a peasant before her king, if it might please him…though he would likely despise it.

Unbeknownst to you, he’s thinking the same thing about you. Wondering at your beauty, and how it threatens to steal the breath from his lungs, even in the shadows of the darkened arena. Loving you and your gorgeous soul. Adoring your light. You are an angel. His angel. His princess.

“You fill these seats,” you shake your head, amazed by him as if he’s brand new. “Ever think about that? You and your brothers, you fill these seats. It’s incredible what you guys do. I’ll never get enough of it.”

He sidles up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, chin on your shoulder. “You don’t get bored with it? Same show night after night? Rehearsal after rehearsal?”

“Same jokes…” you tease sweetly, “champagne, caviar, anyone?”

“Shut up,” he squeezes you with a quiet chuckle, “I haven’t used that one in a while. It’s a classic, though.”

“You look like a god, you know?” You’ve fallen hushed, picturing the way he shines, “Divine, a graven image come to life. Sometimes it’s like…it’s like I forget I even know you. You aren’t my Josh, how could that breathtaking spirit glittering under lights be mine? You’re magic.”

“Not to negate the poetry in which you’ve just showered me, but it makes my dick hard when you talk like that.” His lips have found the spot just below your earlobe that makes you shiver.

“Yeah?” You’ve begun swaying along with him to some inaudible song it seems you both can hear. “Well, what doesn’t make your dick hard?”

“Hey!” He nips at the side of your throat in punishment. “I put it away for this tour.”

You gasp and tingle beneath his kiss, but hold fast to your footing. “Mmm-hmm. We’ll see how long that lasts. You’ll get tired of tucking. Plus, you like it when they look.”

Now, his arms have loosened to allow his hands to explore the silken skin of your stomach…palms searching and slow, hidden below your shirt. “Maybe I do like it. Maybe there’s no maybe about it.” He pulls you closer and there is his cock, hard and inviting, no longer concealed behind a stage costume, but pressing into the small of your back like an offering. “Do you like it? When they look? When they want what’s yours? When they want to fuck what’s yours?”

He wants you to say yes. He wants to know that you find some sort of perverse pleasure in it, the same way he does. He wants you to love their need as much as he does. He wants you to be secure in his love enough to enjoy it all.

And he’s in luck.

“I do like it when they look. Sometimes it makes me want to go out there and drop to my knees right in front of them,” you confess, listening to his breathing pick up, “makes me want to suck your cock right in front of them. To show them that you don’t only sound pretty when you sing.”

He’s toying with the button on your skirt now, like he’s contemplating unfastening them, like he’s wrestling with the idea of something he knows he shouldn’t want.

And he is. He’s thinking about laying you right down, of giving it to you right there on the catwalk beneath both of your feet. He’s imagining how lovely you’d sound given the acoustics, he’s wondering how loud he could allow you to be. His beautiful mind is pondering how open you might be to the idea, whether you’d think about the risk of getting caught, whether you’d care even if you did think about it.

“When do I sound pretty, princess? Besides when I sing?” He gives in to how badly he wants you, but forgoes the buttons, choosing to slip his hand under your skirt from behind, instead. “Hm? Tell me.”

“Josh,” it squeaks out of you, and he’s never loved the sound of his own name more. His fingers inch under the hem of your panties in reward.

“You sound pretty when you can’t catch your breath,” the pads of his fingers circle your trembling entrance, gathering your warm, slick, desire, as his opposite forearm snakes around your throat to hold you in place. He listens with rapt attention as you whisper his praises. “And when you moan. When you get close and start to whimper, that’s pretty…the filthy things you say, pretty…even prettier when you cum. I think about it all the time, the way you sound.”

He sinks into you, curling and stroking, petting you from the inside. “Wish they could hear you. All those beautiful little whines when you’re right on the edge. You’re a star, princess. You’re a fucking star.”

Thankful for his centering hold on you, you reach back, gripping his thigh for a moment before grabbing at his cock as your body rolls and arches, free hand squeezing viciously at your breast, urgent and frantic in your need.

With a kiss bestowed upon your temple he brings his lips to the shell of your ear and hums, “Reach down and touch your clit. Rub her just right while I finger fuck your sweet little cunt. Want you to feel good. Can you do that, baby? Can you feel good for me?”

A hurried nod accompanies a breathy gasp of his name as he works you over on stage, on display like art for the gaze of anyone who might happen upon the both of you.

You can’t imagine caring any less. You want this, and you want it now. Let them see.

“Be a good girl and close your eyes, princess.” Your lids drift shut, instantly obeying his gentle command. “You listen so well. My princess likes to make me proud, doesn’t she?”

“Yes,” you thrust your hips forward, wanting, needing, him deeper still.

“I’m honored, my love.” His lips are kissing over your cheek, nuzzling and pecking tenderly as he fucks against that heavenly spot deep inside that makes you want to scream. “Keep your eyes closed. Picture them out there. Watching you. Watching you flush and squirm. Watching me want you, watching me touch you, watching me take you apart. Wanting to be you. Wanting to be the girl up here with her cunt wrapped up tight and wet around my fingers…making such a pretty mess of me.”

“Fuck,” the obscenity flits off your tongue as you gush into his palm.

“Yeah?” He taunts, biting tingles into your dewy skin. “You like that? Show them, princess. Show them what a gorgeous girl you are when I make you cum. C’mon, show them how pretty my favorite star shines.”

“Josh, please,” you’re balanced upon the razor, praying to be sliced open and bared to him. It’s so close, but…

“Please what, princess?” He’s rocking his clothed cock against the swell of your ass from behind, fucking those perfect, insistent, fingers into you at a delicious clip, coaxing you nearer and nearer as you soak his skin and your thighs. “Tell me what you need. I’ll give it to you, baby, I’ll fucking give it to you. You know I will.”

Your fingernails want to bury into his flesh, but you’re careful not to leave marks. “I’m gonna cum…” it breathes out of you wildly, as an uncontrollable desperation steps in to steal your sense. “I’m gonna cum. Talk to me, Josh. Talk to me while I cum for you. I want your voice…talk me through it.”

A feral sound growls out of him, but it dissolves into something weak, as though he can’t handle you. “I’ll talk to you princess, don’t you worry that pretty fucking head. I’ve got you, baby, I’ve got you. You feel that?”

He tightens his grip, holding you upright, and you fuck against his hand faster in reply, thrusting your hand back to bury into, and pull at, his curls “Yeah you do. My girl feels it. She knows. She knows I’ve got her, and she’s gonna cum pretty just for me, isn’t she?”

You explode into sensation in response. Sparks fly and batter themselves against your nerve endings as you coil up sung around his pumping fingers…pouring and dripping against his skin like warm, floral bath water.

“There you go, sweet girl…” he praises softly, in contrast with the relentless pace his hand is working away at you. “You let it all go, alright? Yes, baby, that’s it. That’s it. Let it out, princess, just for me, let it all out. good girl, fucking sing for me just like that.”

You’re wailing into the empty space, likely alerting anyone still wandering the halls, but you can’t hear yourself and he can’t be bothered to care.

His voice carries you through, groaning your praises as he ruts his aching cock against you, holding you fast and safe in his embrace until you fall limp, a rag doll with his blissful fingers still filling her throbbing cunt.

“That’s my girl, princess…” he kisses along the curve of your jaw, bringing you down gingerly. “So, so good. You’re an angel.”

Head now descending from the rumbling clouds of the storm he’s created, you realize suddenly what you’re faced with, “Josh, I was so loud…we have to go.”

“Not now,” he protests, languidly slipping his fingers in and out of you still.

“Yes, now.” Your thighs tighten, barring his movement, until he shakes out of his stupor.

“Okay, Okay…” he lowers your skirt and sucks his fingers into his mouth, licking you from his wrist and inner forearm as you begin yanking him towards the stage exit. “But I’m about to make sure the whole hotel knows how pretty you can sing, too, princess. You’re a star.”

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[elementalalien27]

My MCR5 theory from like July when The Paper Kingdom leak happened

I wrote this when I was half asleep so PLEASE don’t take ANY of this seriously man this is the oddest thing I’ve ever wrote-

~~~

I highlighted and bolded some key information for the fellow skimmers. Also I tried to fix my grammer 4 the most part in this post bcuz this is REAL important.

Firstly, this leak is all so random. I mean, Excalibur has been posting (and I quote;) “leaks” for years now, so I wouldn’t be surprised if he actually had the songs and kept it for himself or (ALLEGEDLY) sold them for money. But no source seems to claim that he actually had the full tracks.

Perhaps he just had those clips he posted to lead everyone on? I’m not too sure. But, if he were to upload the full track “Witch”, he would’ve surely done it under his name, judging by how self respecting this guy seems.

Sadly I didn’t find any info on this ATTAM guy yet, so I’m completely clueless there. My bad. If you know anything about this ATTAM figure (whom I remember hearing only a bit about) that may be important to this theory, plz message me and I'll update this or post something new.

The second thing I have is with the uploader, ReasonableRadish5791. That username is quirky; it’s as if Gerard came up with it. And it’s not like Gerard doesn’t know how to use Reddit, he’s used it multiple times over the past decade for QNA and all that razzmatazz.

And I know, you’re probably like “Asher, why the fuck are you accusing this random stranger on the internet to be Gerard??”, but hear me out.

After stalking their account (I’m sorry btw), I found out that this account was made on July 1st, which was three days before the leak. Isn’t that weird?? It seems like this whole account was made on a whim with the sole purpose of uploading this unreleased / deleted track somewhere it wouldn’t get copyrighted down.

That’s so incredibly odd.. the fact that they seem to know the lyrics too drives me insane. Also, the only other things they’ve done on this account (so far) was post like two things about Hesitant Alien's unseen merch maybe two or so days before they leaked the track, I don’t even know - but then how would they have those too?? They have to have at least SOME relation to Gerard.

That means whoever this person is, is trying to seem less suspicious by having posted two things before the big leak.

That leaves me to further believe that this is one of the members; most likely Frank or Gerard.

Frank because he’s a little gremlin, that dude is literally on the FBI watchlist for Christ’s sake. And Gerard because he confirmed knows how to use Reddit and that witty username, along with the Hesitant Alien posts. Or it could be Frank going undercover as Gerard? Or perhaps them together, knowing how Frank is (I’d assume) staying over at G’s as of right now? The possibilities are endless, as of right now.

The third this is that if it actually WAS some random dude on the internet who somehow managed to get this leak in this scenario, wouldn’t they’ve cleared all this suspicion up already?? You know, like “*so and so* gave me this link and I decided to make this account and upload it bcuz I find this very interesting and Warner is really keen on taking it down on every other sharing platform so Reddit is my final hope to share this neat thing I got my hands on with all you guys” or something like that? They could’ve just done that and as I said earlier, straight up cleared things up.

But they didn’t.

We don’t know this guy. That fact interests me the most. Who is behind that screen? How do they have this access? Who truly are they??? It’s driving me absolutely insane.

And lets say this little teenage piece of emo trash’s theory is somehow correct, what would be the purpose of this leak? This is a deleted album from over a decade ago that all the band members agreed to feeling uncomfortable with the topic, and came to terms of scrapping it for good. Why bring it up again? There’s only one knowledgeable explanation; MCR5.

The band wants - no, NEEDS - to catch our attention in some way, shape, or form. What better way is that then to randomly post songs that weren’t fortunate enough to see the light of day under a secret identity? It all makes sense if you think about it.

They will - and have - successfully catch our attention with those leaks, all as a plan to suddenly (when the time is right) release new songs and most importantly, the long awaited fifth album! And following my later 2 year theory, I wouldn’t be too surprised. Though, I’m honestly shocked that all this is happening, as nothing as big as this happened in 2023. I mean, I didn’t have Tumblr at the time so idk if I missed anything (I probably did but still), but I’m almost 100% certain that this is the biggest thing that happened in the MCRmy since Foundations, Cheerleader Gerard, WWWY 2024, and (I know this isn’t that important but it’s still important) the L.S. Dunes AI drama.

But back to MCR5, all what I know right now is that Mikey is in LA and so is Frank (I dunno about Ray since he’s very private on Social media and I didn’t check yet- 😭), Mikey liked one of Bex’s videos about MCR5 on Insta, Mikey is back in the studio, Frank is presumably chilling at G’s house, Rich G clearly knows something that we don’t, and so does the drummer (I forgot his name sorryyyyy-), Frankie’s fortune cookies post, and probably some more - it’s safe to say that something is definitely up; and my Emo Senses are tingling at an all time high. All of this is heightening my suspicion, it’s kinda starting to make sense in my head.

The fact that the band hasn't yet made a message responding to the situation yet is also oddly suspicious. I kid you not, this leak may actually go into MCR history, and (assuming it's a scandal that they had nothing to do with) they don't say anything?

They would've definitely said something if this wasn't their doing, judging by all the attention it's gathering online.

Now, I don’t really consider myself a full ass MCR CONSPIRACIST, I’m not pulling up the tinfoil hats or anything - and I don’t ever plan to since I’m just doing this bcuz I’m bored - but you have to be honest with me. Something is certainly fishy. Something is happening behind the scenes, and as the secretive and cryptic dorks they are, they’re not letting us know anything. It's up to the chosen Killjoys to crack the codes.

But reminder, I could also be wrong. That ReasonableRadish5791 character could actually be some random dude just chilling on the internet. I could just be overanalysing like the little autistic geek I am. But this seems all too related to be just some random instance.. all of Excalibur’s stuff has watermarks; how is it though that this one suddenly doesn’t? Again, all too coincidental and somewhat staged to be brushed off as some random leak..

If you’re still here, thank you for listening to this little emo teen currently on summer break rant about something as stupid as MCR5 at fucking 12am. Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments or message me if you find out anything new.

Thank you :]

~~~

Okay here it is 😭 I am a changed person I will take this down later plz don’t hold this against me

[nordickies]

Could we have a little more Estonia and Finland? I just love the way you draw them ^v^

Finland and Estonia's relationship is something so special, and any interaction they have makes me full of joy. But maybe it's one of those things only Finns and Estonians understand - these two connect so much more with each other than they do with the rest of the Nordics or Baltics

Some of my random views on their relationship are under the cut

Finland and Estonia have known each other for as long as they can remember. These two cultures have always interacted and traded; after all, they only have 80 km (~50 miles) of sea between them. And I am not opposed to the idea that they're actually related! They have a lifelong bond and have been with each other through some of their worst moments. Sometimes Finland and Estonia feel like only they truly understand one another, and everyone else is an outsider in their world. There is a lot of love, validation, and support between them!

Estonia should be older than Finland, and he has a lot more life experience than him. In their youth, Estonia was the protective one with great skills, who didn't fear other nations around them, while Finland was too young to understand what was happening. I would argue Estonia can be even more intimidating than Finland if he really wanted to be. Even Sweden didn't dare to mess with him (at first). Estonia was a wild one back in the day, never letting go without putting up a fight, but since then, he has become more calculative. Simply put, Estonia is the brain, while Finland is the brawn. You can see it in the way they approach things, too; Estonia is more knowledgeable but careful due to his experiences, making sure to plan things way up ahead and taking a long time to trust others. Meanwhile, Finland is more trusting and stays neutral in many matters. Because of his people-pleasing personality, Fin just doesn't want to be enemies with anyone. Estonia, however, finds it impossible to sustain. These two have been under the same rule twice, but their experiences have been very different

Finland values their relationship highly and spends a lot of time with Estonia, though Estonia sometimes sees Finland as a little too dependent on him. Finland can be tiresome at times and doesn't always understand Estonia's worries, but Estonia knows Finland loves him deeply and would do anything for Estonia, even against orders. There have been times when their leaders haven't approved of their cooperation, yet they have always found sneaky ways to support each other

They're poets, just like the rest of the Baltic Finnic people, and music plays a huge part in their life, especially for Estonia. Estonia has an amazing singing voice and produces music in his free time, but Finland is more skilled with lyrical writing and instruments. Their "alien" status among other Europeans and dying roots have driven them to cooperate more together to preserve their heritage and traditions

They share similar lifestyles and common interests, to the point that they can almost read each other's minds. They both have a great sense of humor and a lot of insider jokes. Estonia and Finland are both silly and curious, constantly getting stupid ideas they just have to try out. Estonia is very clever and a bit of an inventor. These guys have come up with the wildest usages for old vehicles and electric scooters. Speaking of cars, these two are crazy (but skilled) drivers. Both countries are known for their cold-nerved WRC champions, so it's a hobby that they share. They're daredevils who want to go fast on rural forest roads or frozen lakes. To them, it's a ton of fun - for others, it's a nightmare. Estonia and Finland can turn anything into a challenge, like throwing various items, seeing who can stay in the sauna for the longest, or competing about wife-carrying. They have a lot of competitiveness but in a healthy way. Fin and Eesti are happy to compliment and cheer each other on. All they wanna do is have fun! (While Norway and Sweden will argue and diss one another mercilessly over the smallest of wins)

They're both party-loving people who have get-togethers all the time, usually involving alcohol and sauna. When they're intoxicated, they can begin to understand one another, which is freaky. When they hang out together, they speak a weird mixture of each other's languages, switching between Finnish and Estonian and, in some cases mixing some other language in there too. And no one else has any idea what is going on. Finland especially finds Estonia's language hilarious, and they get into some awkward misunderstandings from time to time

THEY'RE INSEPARABLE BEST FRIENDS, END OF DISCUSSION. THE IDEAL AND PURE MASCULINE FRIENDSHIP! Plus, FinEst literally says "finest"! If you ship them, all my love to you <3 But in my opinion, Estonia deserves someone less draining than Finland, hah. And male friendships can be so pure, and I want to see more of them!!

[holylulusworld]

I want love

Summary: Tony thinks he’s not worthy of love.

Written for @tonystarkbingo. Square filled for Round VII: Learning to be loved

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Post CW!Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: hurt & comfort, assurance, abandonment issues, mentions of depression (implied), PTSD (implied), angst

A/N: So, I’m Team Cap when it comes to CW, but this time I’ll show the other side of the coin.

Inspired by the song “I want love” by Elton John and its video starring RDJ. Lyrics in Italics taken from the song.

I Want Love I want love, but it's impossible  A man like me, so irresponsible  A man like me is dead in places  Other men feel liberated.

He stares out of the window again. A habit he had since the day at the airport. 

You don’t know what breaks him more, that his best friend got injured because he fought alongside him, or that his other friends are on the run thanks to him.

That day he came back to the penthouse, with a broken suit on his body, and Captain America’s shield in his hands.

He didn’t say a word. Only dropped the shield to the ground and stepped over it.

You had to help him out of the suit and tend his wounds.  

You sigh and place the tray with food on the table. Tony doesn’t react. He keeps on staring out of the window.

“Mr. Stark, you should eat something,” you step toward the window to place your hand on his shoulder. “Whatever is going on in your mind, your body needs food. If you don’t eat, I’ll feed you.”

“You’re an awful personal assistant,” he grunts but gives you a cracked smile when you stand next to him. “Something is coming, I can feel it in my bones.”

“Something or someone?” You question. “Good or evil?”

“Huh?” He dips his head to glance at you. “What do you mean with good or evil?”

“Well, can I buy a new car, or should I wait a little longer? I don’t want to lose another car to an invasion,” you smirk. “You remember the car your friends used to throw at that robot, right?”

“It was Thor, not me.” Tony points out. “Uh-and I offered redemption. You got the job, and a nice office.”

“Yeah, as you destroyed my office and apartment during Loki’s invasion,” you retort, wrinkling your nose.

“We’ve been through a lot together,” he states. “Since that first battle in New York City.”

“I remember the day vividly,” you nod slowly. “You ended up on my desk because one of the aliens threw you through the window of my building. You crashed my desk, taking me with you to protect me when the alien followed you inside the building.”

 “You wiggled out of my hold to get the fire extinguisher.” Tony flashes you a smile. “I thought, damn. That woman just attacked an alien using a fire extinguisher.”

“I distracted it long enough for your friend to kill it.” You grin. “It looked as surprised as you did.”

Tony frowns. The friend you are talking about is one of the people he forced to run. Steve Rogers. His friend. Captain America. A fallen hero thanks to Tony.

“Sorry. I know you don’t like talking about them,” you hastily say. It’s no secret Tony tries not to think about the friends he lost because he was too stubborn to admit he was in the wrong. 

“He made his decision, and I made mine,” he turns around to walk toward his desk. “Maybe we both made mistakes. But his friend killed my parents.”

“The winter soldier killed your parents,” you correct. “Sergeant Barnes was brainwashed and enslaved at that time. That’s what your friend tried to make you see.”

“You too?” Tony turns around to look at you. He shakes his head and drops his gaze. “You all think I drove the Avengers apart. I can see it in their eyes every day.”

“Who?”

“Every single person I met since Steve and the others are on the run. Not even Fury stayed in touch since Steve is gone,” Tony bitterly admits. “I’m the bad guy in this story.”

“Mr. Stark, you need to eat something,” you softly say. “Sit down and stop overthinking things. Captain Rogers is a grown man and a super-soldier, Agent Romanoff was trained to survive, Ms. Maximoff is so powerful even Gods will learn what fear means in her presence, and Mr. Wilson proved more than once that he can keep up with all of them.”

“Vision believes I don’t know that he sneaks out to meet up with Wanda. And Rhodes, he poorly hides that he keeps tabs on Steve and the others.” He plops down on his chair and hides his face in the palms of his hands.

“They used to be friends,” you gently run your fingers through Tony’s hair. “You don’t stop being friends only because someone tells you so. Even if it’s the government.”

“I just…” He closes his eyes and sighs deeply. 

How can he tell one of his employees how he feels since that day?

Steve Rogers, his friend, rammed his shield into his suit and Tony still doesn’t know if Steve only tried to stop him or wanted to kill him. 

Now the man he trusted with his life is on the run with his friend. The man killing Tony’s parents. It feels surreal to Tony that Captain America is wanted, and a man like him is still the hero to people.

“I just want things to be…”

“Boss, stop torturing yourself. What’s done is done,” you try to stop Tony from falling into depression again, or that the nightmares return. You’re not against holding Tony at night to calm him, but it’s not in your job description.

“Pepper left me because of my problems.” Tony continues. He sighs again. “Everyone just leaves me. Maybe they believe Steve would’ve been the better choice. They always saw the leader in him, not me. I was only the guy giving all the money to buy the shiny things they need.”

“We all just want to be loved, Mr. Stark,” you speak softly to your boss. “And we all get left once or twice in life. People get their hearts broken all the time. What matters is that we don’t shut people out.”

“I don’t think I can love again. I’m damaged goods. Who would want to love me? I got an arc reactor keeping me alive. I have flaws and issues. My mind is my worst enemy. Genius and crazy inventor at the same time.” 

You’re silent for a moment, but your fingers still run through his hair.

“Tony, you need to learn how to be loved. If you cannot open your heart to people again without fearing they’ll leave you, you’re going to end up alone, surrounded by twenty cats.”

I can't love, shot full of holes  Don't feel nothing, I just feel cold  Don't feel nothing, just old scars  Toughening up around my heart

Tony looks at the plate on his desk, filled with all the things he likes. His stomach is empty, but no food in the world can fill the emptiness inside of him. He feels hollow and unsure of how to proceed in the future.

You feel his hesitation, and move your hands to his shoulders, gently kneading the knots out. He relaxes under your touch. “One step after another, Mr. Stark. Everything is going to be better soon.”

“I want things to be simple again. Maybe it wasn’t too bad having meaningless encounters with women and allies. No feelings attached. A single warrior in the sheets and battle.”

But I want love, just a different kind  I want love, won't break me down  Won't brick me up, won't fence me in  I want a love, that don't mean a thing  That's the love I want, I want love

“Love and relationships to your conditions won’t work out,” you remind him and grip his shoulders a little tighter. “You know that. If you want people to trust and love you; you must do the first step sometimes.”

I want love on my own terms  After everything I've ever learned  Me, I carry too much baggage  Oh man I've seen so much traffic

“I trust you,” he leans in your touch, allowing you to move your hands to his arms. “You’re the only one left. The only one not asking me what happened between Cap and me.”

“There are always two sides of one coin. Right? No side is right, no side is in the wrong. Two opinions. Two opponents. No winner in the end.”

“I don’t want to end up with twenty cats.”

You chuckle. “I thought you like dogs more.”

“You know what I meant,” he whispers. “What if no one will ever be worthy of my trust again? What if everyone only ever leaves me in the end?”

“You should go home, Y/N,” Tony watches you run your hand over his chest. He had another fallout. In other words, nightmares about his parents’ death, and the fight between him and Steve. “You’ve got a life.”

“I got an apartment at the tower,” you tut. “It’s like one elevator ride away.” He relaxes under your touch. “Once in a while, you should let someone take care of you.”

“Hmm…” He turns his head to look at you. “I still remember how you yelled at me when Thor threw the car at Ultron.”

“I was pissed.”

“You were so angry, yet beautiful. In a scary way.” Tony flashes you a smile.

“I’m scary?”

“That’s all you heard?” He furrows his brows. “I said you are beautiful.”

“And you still owe me that car. It was a classic.”

“It was a Volvo.”

“Hey, I loved that car,” you argue. “It was reliable, and I loved Betsy.”

“You named her?”

“You name all of your AIs.”

“Touché,” he chuckles. “Still, it was a wreck. The new one I got you is much more reliable and prettier.”

“Maybe,” you lie next to Tony to stare up at the ceiling. “How bad will it be?”

“What do you mean?” He asks, watching you.

“Your hunch about something or someone coming. Do you think it’s going to be worse than Loki’s invasion?”

“Worse enough I got the phone Steve sent to me in my pocket all the time. I don’t know if he will answer, but I want to be prepared.”

You roll to your side to rest your head on his chest. Tony lets you. You are no stranger to finding hope and solace in each other. Not in a physical way, but in an emotional way.

“Well, you only know if you call him.” You close your eyes when Tony wraps his arms around you. 

While you cling to each other, another vision forces its way into your mind. This time it’s even worse.

Tears spill from your eyes when you must watch Tony fall, surrounded by his friends and allies.

“Worse…” you whisper as Tony drifts into sleep. “So much worse, Tony…”

But I want love, just a different kind I want love, won't break me down Won't brick me up, won't fence me in I want a love, that don't mean a thing That's the love I want, I want love

So bring it on, I've been bruised Don't give me love that's clean and smooth I'm ready for the rougher stuff No sweet romance, I've had enough

A man like me is dead in places Other men feel liberated

But I want love, just a different kind I want love, won't break me down Won't brick me up, won't fence me in I want a love, that don't mean a thing That's the love I want, I want love

I want love, just a different kind I want love, won't break me down Won't brick me up, won't fence me in I want a love, that don't mean a thing That's the love I want, I want love

[fridgrave2-0]

alright, I watched the holy trinity aka tgwdlm, black friday and npmd. here's my highly subjective opinions about them !!

first of all, I like all of them, but some more, some less. I'm not dissing or hating any of them, and pls be chill if you like it more than I do

the guy who didn't like musicals: plot 6/10. very simple and basic, still nice though. if I had a nickel for every time I saw a plot with alien possession and blue shit, I'd have two nickels. which isn't a lot, but it's weird what it happened twice. paul and emma are cool, little cute couple. songs 5/10. sorry I have to be honest, but it was insanely hard for me to watch tgwdlm and pay attention when they start singing, what is an issue for a musical. sometimes I was even thinking about skipping them (I know it's a crime I'm sorry). most of the songs I forgot right after they ended, but two of them are SUCH bangers what they kinda overcompensated my experience. yeah I'm talking about "join us and die" and "let it out". they fucking killed it.

total: 5/10

black friday: plot 8/10. i enjoyed it so much I can't even describe. most of the characters are charismatic and likable as fuck and I cried like a bitch from tom's song in the beginning. everything about lex, ethan and hannah is a chef's kiss, I was SO invested. and LORE. so much lore I needed that. songs 6/10 HEAR ME OUT! i loved them, I cried at them, I enjoyed them, but personally I don't find them catchy. i don't want to relisten them like actual song in a playlist. would I want to hear them in the musical when I'll rewatch it? absolutely. besides that? not my cup of tea.

total: 7/10

nerdy prudes must die: plot 9/10. unpredictable, crazy, wild, funny. i loved every second of it, every character and every twist, even if I unwillingly spoilered ghost max thingy to myself. maybe it's my hyperfixation talking, but this is the only musical in the trilogy which I want to study with a microscope and rewatch forever. it's the best thing what happened to me in 2024. max is my bbg, pete and steph are fucking cute, grace is a menace and I love it for her, richie is a second bbg, ruth is my queen. minus one point only for max's dad existing, I hate his guts (and maybe for not giving bryce more singtime she's so good omfg. but about it later). SONGS 11/10 HOLY SHIT. the last time I could've relisten all the songs from the musical over and over again was hamilton and npmd just destroyed it like the nuke. the vocals, the music, the lyrics, it just changed my brain chemistry. i was listening to the npmd song for fucking hours in a row while drawing and i wasn't sick of it later. THE SUMMONING god the summoning holy shit!!! highschool is killing me, literal monster, hatchet town, COOL AS I THINK I AM, JUST FOR ONCE-- I just love all of them so much I can't.

total: 10/10

now it's nightmare time 🔥🔥🔥

[pb-dot]

Film Friday: Interstella 5555

The process I employ to figure out what movie to cover on this little column of mine is more of an art than a science. Some times it has me scrolling mindlessly through my letterboxd or netflix history looking for a movie I feel strongly enough about to write about. Other times, I decide to listen to Alive 2007 and realize Daft Punk is one of the best musical acts of all time. So, with that in mind, let's talk about that time they made a movie.

As one might expect for an almost feature-length movie to the 2001 Daft Punk album Discovery, Interstella follows the story of a group of alien musicians who find themselves abducted by extrasolar interlopers, shortly revealed to be humans who takes our blue-skinned friends to earth. Once there, the Interstella gang are brainwashed and disguised as humans in order to work for a skeezy producer slash symphonic orchestra conductor, later revealed to have struck a Faustian bargain with some sort of space satan for eternal life and riches provided he can sacrifice 5555 golden records, and the artists who produced them with it.

It's not the most complex story once you get over the novelty of the reverse alien abduction and space satanism bits, but that is perhaps inevitable, considering this movie has no spoken dialog apart from the odd line or lyrics that is meant to be diegetic. Secondary protagonist who I have dubbed as "guitar spaceship guy," for example, sings Digital Love to himself while cleaning said guitar-shaped spaceship and day-dreaming of the alien band's bass player before receiving his call to action.

The movie probably shines the hardest when there's lot of mechanical stuff going on. The sequence when the Interstella crew gets their brainwashing and humanface disguises, the mechanical beats Harder, Faster, Better, Stronger makes it seem like a How It's Made episode from a much MUCH darker timeline.

It's also interesting to me how the brainwashing does seem to take just fine, but the crew, now under the name Crescendolls, seem morose, still every bit as able to make killer tracks as in their pre-abduction days, but without the clear and apparent joy. Granted, the hardships of being a Commercial Super Hit Artist does probably play into it, but even before that, there's a profound malcontent in them. I almost find myself wishing there was some expository dialog here to explore this. Do they know on some level that they don't belong on earth? That they're being made to do the thing they once loved wholeheartedly for someone else's gain?

It's hard not to speculate on the auteur side of this. The context that Discovery was a departure album from Daft Punk's established house music style, and arguably their entry into the attention of wider pop culture, is similarly hard to ignore. Considering Daft Punk adopted their now-iconic robot mask personae at the same time, it's not hard to read a fear of becoming part of the Pop Machine in Interstella 5555.

If I can now only take a brief digression to talk about the music. Discovery is one of my favorite albums of all time. Filing off the rough edges and at times consciously abrasive soundscapes from earlier releases makes for a compulsively listenable album. I'm particularly fond of how Daft Punk uses vocal performance, primarily through samples as a musical element. The sample of Barry Manilow's paranoid cuckold anthem Who's Been Sleeping In My Bed in Superheroes is somehow both basically incomprehensible and instantly iconic, and the thought of having ears keen enough and musical intuition sharp enough to pick up on it in the first place is one of those genius moves that I understand, but could not replicate for all the gold in the world.

If Interstella 5555 has any flaws, apart from annoyingly being 5 minutes too short to be classified as a feature length film at 65 minutes, it's probably the slightly disposable tragedy of Guitar Spaceship Guy, who's doomed but heroic quest to save Interstella 5555 arguably could have been cut in its entirety. His infatuation with Interstella's bass player plays out in this structurally sound but kind of lifeless romance by the songs Digital Love and Something About Us, and the fact that GSG and Bass Player Lady doesn't actually know each other becomes impossible to ignore. His dying... dream sharing or whatever else is going on there feels like it's following a character arc that isn't there. Bass Player Lady doesn't know him, and crucially, he doesn't know her. It's all parasocial, and he dies shortly thereafter. It's not to say something beautiful couldn't grow from this, and I think that's what they're getting at with the Something About Us sequence, but it does feel like mourning what Didn't Happen, and if we're getting started on that we'll be here all day so let us move on.

Speaking of flaws, the movie does drag a little in the third act. Part of this is the Act 2 Climax feeling more fitting for that sort of thing than the actual climax. It is admittedly a little sweet that the plot resolves when immortal conductor guy's plot is discovered and humanity reacts by rightfully pointing out that a crime has been committed, and hasten to help the Interstella gang find their way home, that's not normally how these plots go, but the slight nuance given to the abduction/humans are the villains plot is very heartening. Seeing our blue alien friends seen off as beloved heroes feels very correct, and similarly, their rediscovery of the joy of music and new role as interplanetary ambassadors is one of those "fuck yeah a better world is possible" things that I'll take a million times over more cynical Dark Forest scenarios.

Speaking of drag, though, the Too Long segment, feels a bit like a lengthy coda to the story we don't need, which is, coincidentally what I think about the song's role on the album as well. All the same, it must be said that while the final showdown by immortal conductor's guy in psychedelic FTL space is pretty cool, and while it still doesn't work for me, Guitar Spaceship Guy helping out the Crescendolls one final time from beyond the grave does endear me ever so slightly to that whole subplot.

Interstella 5555 is an interesting watch, it's clearly a project of way more creative freedom than most animated fare is allowed to be, and it's wild that I can say the phrase "it's also exciting that the movie straight out states that Mozart, Ella Fitzgerald and... I believe Flea of Red Hot Chilli Peppers (?) all were sacrificed to Space Satan." This isn't important to the plot at all, but I feel it just needed to be said. So in short, check it out. Among it's many strengths, the soundtrack kicks some serious ass.

[gibblegabber]

guys i really don’t think i can make it further than this

VI: YEA!!! YEAAAAAAA!!! ok I didn’t realize til rewatching it but it wasn’t the fourth one it’s the SIXTH one that’s my favorite. by far. this movie slaps. the concept is good. cera’s um… cousins? are so cute. and then they’re not in the next movie for some FUCKING reason. the lone dinosaur song is SOOOOOO GOOOOOD. it was my fav as a kid and i used to change the lyrics to whatever my obsession of the week was. like i think one week my favorite pokemon was articuno so i sang “the lone articuno”. kids’ brains are weird especially mine. anyways. I really think they nailed the plot here. pacing good (which they normally suck at), saurus rock breaking and causing bad luck was a neat concept, doc(?) saving littlefoot a bunch of times, the whole like…here’s the superhero idea but for dinos in a world long before superheroes idk man I liked it. it’s good. 12/10

VII: aaaaaand this one sucked so bad I couldn’t even watch it. six came out in 1998 this one came out in 2000 and the difference is INSANE. same director but doesn’t feel like it. pacing garbage. petri needs to shut up for 5 seconds ffs. the villains and conflict are obvious. the start and title of the movie sets you up to be interested in the rock and they only really get back to the rock in the last 10 minutes. they are a little self aware here like they poke fun at ducky’s speech patterns and stuff. music absolutely abysmal. I’m sorry but HOW do you go from an absolute banger to this. AND WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED AT THE END. WERE THEY ALIENS???? WHAT— maybe I missed something bc I spent the movie on my phone I was so bored. but WTF. 2/10

don’t stand by I don’t wanna watch anymore but my husband peeked at future plots and says I HAVE to watch until at least the 10th movie

[youngerfrankenstein]

So today I watched two movies where the deuteragonist goes kinda nuts and turns into a dragon thing, before the protagonist has to calm them down.

They were both a pretty fun time!

Promare is something I had been meaning to watch for quite a while but somehow never got around to. Glad I finally did!

Promare has quite possibly the Worst oppression allegory I have ever seen. A bunch of people are discriminated against because they burned half the world and killed billions (with a B!) of people. Also it’s not actually anything inherent to them it’s a bunch of alien parasites that will destroy the planet. However, since this is basically just an excuse for robots to fight other robots on fire… I can’t say I really care in the end. Promare is ENTIRELY style over substance, and I mean that in the best way.

The plot is breakneck and stupid. Most of the characters barely register as such. The dialogue is so dumb. And it FUCKING RULES! I’ve seen the film described as “Anime the Anime” and that does kind of sum it up. Everything feels like a ten year old boy smashing his action figures together and you can’t help but get swept up in the enthusiasm.

Helped by the absolutely (excuse the pun) FIRE soundtrack. The energy almost never lets up, and on-the-nose engrish lyrics just add to the experience. Even if you don’t watch the movie holy heck listen to the soundtrack.

The characters may be paper-thing but holy hell are they fun to watch. Our protagonist, Galo, himbo extraordinaire is as ridiculous as he is somehow charming. You can’t help but admire his drive to help people. And his foil, the ironically icy Lio, here to set fires and fight for his rights. Aina, a nice, spunky girl set up as a love interest for about five minutes before it turns out her character has more of a story based around her relationship with her sister. Which is a nice change! In fact the only romance in the story arguably involves CPR for plausible deniability. And our hero remembers to open the airway thank heck. Though whether intentional or just ship tease who knows? And who cares. You can guess who the villain is about ten seconds after he shows up and he is as much a blast to watch as the rest.

And really, this is a movie with a secret robot used to save the day called the Deus X Machina. A movie that ends with two shirtless guys setting the Earth on fire to stop the Earth from being set on fire. It doesn’t take itself too seriously and really neither should you. Let it sweep you away for almost two hours and you will feel much better afterwards.

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I started reading Nimona around the time it was wrapping up as a webcomic. I have a copy of the graphic novel on my shelf. I was excited when I heard the movie had been greenlit (less so when I heard it was Blue Sky Studios), disappointed by the cancellation and, well, I’m happy it’s here now. While I’ve gotten grouchier over the years, it does make me smile to see these guys on my television, even if they’re not quite the same people either.

Because the movie is very different, and yet much of it feels similar as well. Certain scenes, like the board game, are almost directly from the comic, others are from the comic but not quite the same. The characters are different, Ballister is less jaded, Ambrosius less delusional and Nimona less, well, monstrous. She seems to more beat the snot out of people than commit mass murder. In the comic she’s every bit the monster people fear her to be, though a sympathetic one, and perhaps one who will heal someday. While the ending of the movie is far happier, it fits the new tone. And honestly? I need to stop making comparisons and judge the damn movie on its own merits. Of which it has many!

Our setup is fairly simple, Ballister BlackBoldheart is a new knight of the realm, who immediately gets framed for the murder of the queen and disarmed (heh) by his boyfriend Ambrosius Goldenloin, while on the lam he is approached by a shapeshifter called Nimona who is up for a little mayhem and hijinks. Together they try and clear his name.

My fist fear when I heard Blue Sky studios would be the ones releasing the movie was that a lot of the humour would be Quite Bad. And while there definitely is plenty of that, I think more gags hit than miss. Hell the movie got quite a few laughs out of my dad and he’s a fair bit less likely to chuckle than I am. It is quite a funny movie, which is good because it helps the harsher moments hit harder. Because there are also plenty of those, especially in the final act.

Speaking of, the film is somewhat surprisingly well paced. Scenes tend not to overstay their welcome and the movie flows well. What else flows well? The animation! (My segways not so much) Everything is very smooth, which is rather necessary for all the shapeshifting, and there’s quite an interesting scene made to look as if subway tiles are telling the story of Nimona’s origins (ish).

And the main trio really are quite fun to watch. Ballister, always the underdog, now a public enemy and trying to both clear his name and perhaps open his mind a bit. Ambrosius, golden boy, trying to do the right thing and not always doing a great job. And, of course, Nimona, who’s just here to break shit, though it is quickly clear there’s more underneath, also a pretty blatant trans allegory.

The relationships Ballister has with both the other two are sweet as heck, but also riddled with mistrust that they all have to work to overcome.

And while the movie does get a little preachy at times, it’s a kid’s movie. What do you expect? Rah rah fight the power, all that jazz. I may be too jaded for it but it certainly works.

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Would recommend checking out both or either if they sound like something you’d enjoy!

[dreamescapeswriting]

𝗔 𝗪𝗮𝘆 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 ~ 𝗛𝗝𝗦

⤜WORD COUNT:3.9K

⤜PAIRING: Jisung X GN!Reader

⤜GENRE: Angst, friends to lovers, “best friend” being a bitch, hurt/comfort

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - September 2022

⤜MASTERLIST

The air was crisp and freezing outside so you were kind of glad that Areum and you had agreed to meet up for coffee on campus instead of trekking out into the city to go and have a drink together. The two of you didn't get to hang out that much anymore so when you both found out you had the same day off you wanted to grab the opportunity as quickly as you could though you had to admit you were a little disappointed that her best friend hadn't come along.

"I ordered yours with extra whipped cream," Areum giggled as she sat down across from you in the corner of the shop, this was what she called "her corner" it was a spot in the cafe that had a window right next to the two armchairs that seemed comfier than any bed you'd ever seemed to lay in. 

There was nothing better than Autumn mornings when you didn't have classes to get to and you could just spend some time with one of your closest friends though you did wish she'd brought Jisung along. Then again this gave you the perfect chance to try and ask her about Jisung without him listening in to you.

"Thanks, bubs," You glanced out of the window and watched some of the students that were beginning to walk up and down the street just outside, this spot was perfect if you liked to people-watch. Looking down at your hands you knew that right now would be the perfect chance to speak about your crush but you were worried Areum would hate you for it...After all, she and Jisung had been best friends since they were kids. You didn't want her to think you were only friends with her because she was close to him.

"No Jisung today?" You asked, trying to play it casually as you asked about Jisung, Jisung who had struck your fancy months ago now and you couldn't seem to get him out of your mind, there was just something about him that invaded your brain at all hours of the day. It didn't matter what you were doing you always thought about him, in the mornings when you woke up he was the first thing you thought about and the last thing you thought about before going to sleep.

You felt like a silly little school kid with a crush which was insane, you were in college at this stage of liking guys this way but apparently, it couldn't have been further from the truth since Jisung invaded your mind, body and soul. He was like some kind of alien.

"He's got music theory with Chan and Changbin this morning," Areum rolled her eyes as she pouted out her bottom lip,

"But I did ask him to come and join us, but you know how he is," She shrugged, making space on the table as your drinks were placed down in front of you both. Areum took out her phone to snap a photo the way that she always did and you watched her with a smile on your lips.

Areum was well known online, she had quite a large following on Instagram and she was always taking chances to snap moments that she did during the day.

"He's a workaholic." You told with a small laugh going back to your conversation, you could just imagine him sitting at the desk with his notepad in front of him as he was writing whatever lyrics would come to his mind. Looking down at your hot chocolate you smiled to yourself, you remembered the last time you'd hung out alone when he was working on something, he got completely inspired by a bar of chocolate and ended up with one of the most beautiful songs that you'd ever heard. Then again all of Jisung's songs were beautiful to you, even the most devastating ones were too beautiful for words...The man just had a way with words.

"He gets it from Chan, the man is a bad influence," Areum grumbled as she shoved her phone back into her bag and you bit down on your tongue forcing yourself not to say anything. Areum hadn't liked Chan ever since they broke up in her freshmen year and she took every chance she had to talk down about him when Chan hadn't done anything.

The two of them had simply grown apart and fallen out of love with each other but Areum had a habit of over-dramatising everything and blowing things out of proportion if she had the chance. A part of you felt bad for Chan for having to deal with the backlash of everything.

"Erm...Areum," You whispered, looking up at her as she beamed back at you which instantly gave you second thoughts about all of this. What if you lost your friend because of a silly crush that you had? Should you even tell her at this point? Maybe you could get over it but it had been so long you were afraid if you didn't tell someone you were going to end up bursting.

"What is it? Did you fail a test? I can hack into the system if you want," She offered with a completely serious tone to her voice, you had no doubt that she would do exactly that - or pay someone to - but that wasn't what was wrong. No, it was about her best friend and how you felt as though you were falling for him.

"It's about Jisung..." You said slowly before lifting up the mug of hot chocolate to try and keep your hands busy so that you wouldn't fiddle with anything. The last time you were getting anxious like this you ended up unthreading some of your hoodies and caused a giant hole in one of your favourite pieces.

"What? Did he say something dumb?" She laughed a little loud and shook her head. Jisung was always saying or doing something silly which was one of the things you liked most about him since he never failed to make you laugh...Even in those moments, you felt as though you were never going to be able to smile again.

"No...No I-" You sighed and put the cup down and stared at her, it was now or never and you needed to get it all off your chest.

"I like him...A lot...As in more than a friend and I know it sounds stupid because you're his best friend and I don't want you to think that the only reason I'm friends with you is to be close to him because that's not it Areum...I-I just...I like him and I wondered if you knew...how he felt about me." The air suddenly turned thick and a brush of cold rushed over your body as she stared at you, giving no indication of what she was thinking or feeling. She was completely blank and you hated it.

"Forget I said anything," You quickly added, your body heat raising as you thought about her hating you for all of this. Of course, she was going to hate you, Jisung was her best friend after all and she probably didn't want him to be seen with someone she didn't think was good enough.

"No...Babes, it's just-" She bit down on her lip and put her hand on top of yours giving it a small squeeze and that was all you needed to know that there was something wrong.

"Jisung...He's-" She stared at you and you waited eagerly for her to continue, you knew Jisung didn't have a partner since he was almost always with Areum or the boys or in his dorms.

"He doesn't like you like that...Actually, he doesn't like you." She said plainly and you stared at her, your chest tightening as you heard the words coming out so easily from her.

"What?" You stumbled a little on your words, your throat felt as though it was going to start closing up. You could hardly believe it, Jisung had never mentioned not liking you when the two of you would hang out alone.

"I never wanted to bring it up because I thought it would be something that wouldn't get bought up," She shrugged her shoulders as if this was the easiest thing in the world to say but you couldn't believe any of it. How could you have not noticed he didn't like you? 

"He only kind of hangs out with you because of me...He finds you annoying...He told me that's why he doesn't come to hang out anymore...He doesn't want to be near you... That you can be kind of clingy and weird with him." Each comment was like a stab to the gut but you couldn't let her show how much it was hurting you, the last thing Areum would want was for you to break down in front of her so you bottled it up.

"Oh."

"Yeah..." She trailed off and shook her head sipping on her drink as she pulled out her phone to scroll through her feed but your mind was still trying to wrap its way around her words. Clingy? Annoying?

"Did he really say annoying and clingy?" Your voice cracked giving away that the words had hurt you a lot more than Areum probably would have realised and she glanced up at you,

"I'm sorry..."

"I-I mean..." You scoffed and shook your head at her,

"It's fine," You forced out a laugh while rolling your eyes, trying your best to pull out an award-winning performance.

"Not everyone is going to like me." You lifted the drink up and stared down at the table, sipping on the drink as you thought about the times you'd been with Jisung alone. If he found you annoying why had he agreed? Was it just to spare your feelings?

A few minutes passed in silence and you knew you weren't going to be able to sit here much longer without breaking down you cleared your throat and put the mug down.

"I just remembered I have to study," You said as you did your best not to choke on your words or to let her see that tears were welling up,

"Want me to walk with you?" She offered but didn't move from the seat, you stood up and shook your head.

"No...No I'm fine, I said I'd meet with Jeongin anyway, we have a test next week." You lied through your teeth but either Areum couldn't tell or she didn't care as she just nodded and went back onto her phone while you walked out of the cafe. You ignored the way the air hit your cheeks and made you freeze as the air hit the tears that rolled down your cheeks and you sniffled keeping your head down as you walked.

Your dorm was past the music studio and you made sure to pull up your hood and try and blend into the other students but you stole a glance through the glass window to see Jisung laughing at something one of the boys said and it broke you even more.

You could almost bet that that was the way he would look when he laughed about you being annoying to him and you felt yourself sinking lower into the floor.  

A week passed by and Jisung was beginning to wonder where you'd gone, every text he was sending you was being left unread and you weren't answering your door whenever he came by. When he'd performed at a small gig you'd known about you hadn't shown up which really wasn't like you since you ALWAYS came to every gig he had whether it was small or big he could always count on you being in the back of the crowd cheering him.

Which was why he was now standing outside of your last class of the week and waiting for you to come out, he didn't care if you got mad at him for being here he was going to find out what was going on with you.

"Yn!" He called out when he saw you heading in the opposite direction of the wall with your hood up,

"Yn! I know you can hear me!" He yelled, rushing down the hall and catching up to you when he took your wrist gently in his grasp and pulled you to the side of the hall so you wouldn't cause traffic.

"I have to go, I have a test to study for." You mumbled keeping your head down as you tried to walk away from him again but he trapped you by placing his hand on the wall in front of you blocking you from his body and you bit down on your tongue. This was everyone's dream with their crush but right now it was making you feel like a fool, after all, he didn't like you back.

"Your tests ended last week, what's going on with you?" Your heart leapt at the thought of him knowing when your tests were but you were quick to push that feeling down as you remembered the words.

Clingy

Annoying

"I'm busy," You grumbled at him but Jisung wasn't going to let you walk away that easy. Your tests had ended and he knew you well enough to know that all of your projects were probably done already so he knew there was nothing academically holding you back. His chest clenched as he thought about you suddenly getting a boyfriend...But Areum would have told him if you found someone since she knew of Jisung's crush on you.

"Busy with what? I had a gig last week and you never showed." He pouted a little and you resisted the urge to drop everything to try and make him smile, it wasn't your job to do that.

"So?" You shrugged your shoulders, it wasn't as though he needed you at every gig he ever had and if he found you so annoying why was he standing right in front of you? 

"You're my good luck charm, I sucked without you there." He explained while staring down at you, it was clear there was something really bothering you since you were refusing to meet his eyes. However, there was a small smile pulling onto your lips as he told you he sucked,

"You didn't suck, you're too good to suck," You mumbled, folding your arms over your chest as you did your best to look anywhere but at him right now.

"Tell me what's going on." He begged softly, he hated the idea of something bothering you so much that you were keeping everything bottled up deep inside of you.

"I figured you'd be happy about me not being around, after all, I am clingy and annoying," You said while staring at him, his eyebrows knitted together and he shook his head at you clearly having no idea what you were talking about. You frowned at his confusion,

"What are you talking about?" He whined on his words a little only further making you confused,

"You told Areum you find me annoying...T-That you only hang out with me because she's there," He shook his head at you, it couldn't have been further from the truth. He'd told Areum months ago that he had a giant crush on you and was constantly trying to get you to spend time with him alone so that he would get to know you more.

"And all those times we're alone?" He questioned, raising his eyebrows at you and you bit down on your lip. That was a valid point but why would Areum lie to you?

"You...You have a valid point," You whispered while making Jisung chuckle at you and shake his head at how cute you were, he slowly moved his hand from the wall and took your hand into his grasp.

"Let's go and grab a drink...And talk...Please?" He kept his eyes on you, the two of you were going to have a lot to talk about with Areum messing things up so you nodded and began to walk with him.

"So...You like me?" He questioned as you finished explaining everything that Areum had said to you, a week ago in the same spot that you were sitting in right now. You'd told him everything from start to finish, deciding it would be best not to leave any details out...No matter how embarrassing they were.

"Yes. And I understand if you don't feel the same-"

"I do. I like you a lot actually and Areum knows that" He moved his chair closer and reached out for your hand, he gently began to rub his thumb over your skin and smiled at you. That was the one thing that was hurting him the most, the fact that someone he had considered his best friend had lied to you about his feelings.

"So you don't find me annoying...C-Cause I can change." You offered but he instantly began to shake his head at you. There wasn't a single thing that Jisung wanted you to change about yourself since he had fallen for you just the way that you were.

"I don't find you annoying at all...I don't expect you to change. I don't want you to." You smiled at his words before he lifted your hand to his lips and kissed it softly causing your entire body to heat up as you laughed softly at him. 

"So you like me...and I like you," He said while keeping his eyes on you,

"Can I take you out?" He questioned, giving your hand a squeeze before you glanced around.

"We are out," You teased before he glared at you playfully, this wasn't exactly what he had in mind for a first date. Jisung was going to make sure it was a date you weren't ever going to forget,

"On a real date...One I can impress you on," He told you with a smirk playing on his lips but you shook your head at him, he didn't need some big date to impress you when he'd always impressed you.

"Jisung you always impress me, this is a real date." You laughed softly but Jisung wasn't going to back down from this, when he committed to something he committed to it 100%.

"I'm going to make the date special, extra special." He promised you before beaming at you making your whole body feel as though it was going to burst into thousands of butterflies at any given moment.

"There's something we should do though." He added while biting down on his lip, it wasn't something that was going to be easy or pretty but it needed to be done and both of you knew that.

"Speak to Areum?" You quizzed, slowly letting go of his hand as you thought about facing her about everything.

"Yeah, I mean she must have had a reason...None of them is justified but we need to confront her." He said with a small voice, going to confront his best friend wasn't something he wanted to do but he had to. 

"Hey! I thought you couldn't hang out this weekend," Areum giggled as she threw herself around Jisung not noticing you in the chair next to him until she opened her eyes and her mouth formed a small "o" shape. 

"Hey," You said softly as she slowly took a seat opposite you both and Jisung slowly began to take your hand into his. Neither of you had a plan for what you were going to talk about, you just knew that you needed to say something to her.

"Why did you tell Yn I find them annoying and clingy?" He asked simply, it was something he couldn't wrap his head around. After all these years he figured Areum would be happy that he was finding someone he finally liked and wanted to be around but she appeared to be pissed off about everything. 

"I didn't, they're lying. Tell him you're lying Yn," She ordered while staring at you, her eyes narrowed a little as if she was trying to command you to do something with a simple look but it wasn't going to happen.

"Areum," Jisung said sternly as he stared back at her, his hand never leaving yours as you both leaned on one another for strength during this conversation.

"Because why should they get to be the one you want to be with! It should be me, I've been the one that's been here for you since day one!" She yelled drawing attention to you all as you felt yourself slumping down in the chair a little at the eyes that were on you. You'd wanted to do this at her dorm in private but Jisung had said it would be better to do it in public so she wouldn't cause a scene...He couldn't have been more wrong. Areum was exactly the type to cause a scene and to try and make everything about her,

"So you told them I found them annoying? You knew how badly I liked Yn," Although Jisung was pissed off he never once raised his voice at her, he wasn't going to yell at her for something like this. Instead, he wanted to be calm with her and for her to see exactly what she was doing was wrong.

"Because you should like me, not them." She spat the words out so harshly it felt as though she was stabbing you and twisting the knife.

"You know I've only ever seen you as a friend," He strained out the words and you smiled weakly at the thought of her being friend-zoned so openly in public it couldn't have been easy on her.

"I figured once you got over Yn you'd see things differently," She mumbled, folding her arms across her chest while staring at him but you'd had enough.

"So you sped up the process?" You questioned, finally finding your own voice as you decided to get involved since it wasn't just Jisung she had hurt with her words but you also.

"You guys are together, no harm no foul." She mumbles while standing up and heading for the door, it was obvious that she wasn't going to take responsibility for her actions and you scoffed a little while Jisung shook his head.

"We don't want to be around you if you'll behave like that," He told her as she paused at the door and threw a glance back in your direction,

"You can't be serious! You're choosing them over me? Over our friendship?" She asked a little louder than she needed to, once again gaining the attention of the people inside the coffee shop,

"You ended our friendship the moment you lied to us," Jisung snapped back and she scoffed at him storming off and slamming the door behind her as she went. The action was soon followed by a couple of claps from an elderly couple on the table closest to you, 

"Never let a friend treat you like that," The old man said before smiling and nodding his head at the two of you, you looked at Jisung and bit your lio. You couldn't help but feel a little bad for Areum but she'd hurt you both with what she'd done and she needed to learn that her actions had consequences.

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I thought I'd share my Saiki K playlist. It's just a bunch of songs I like that I think fit him roughly arranged by where I feel like they fall on his character arc. Justifications for my selections under the cut.

I Am a Rock by Simon & Garfunkel: This song really strikes me as affirmations of a deeply lonely person trying to convince themselves that they're better off this way. A good fit for Saiki at the start of the series when he's closed himself off from other people.

The Beast by Spectacle-P: It's about a someone who's been lonely for so long that they've forgotten how lonely they are being offered love but being too proud and full of fear to accept it. I'd quote some of the translated lyrics but I'd just end up putting most of the song here I think. Please watch the subtitled video on youtube and tell me if don't think this isn't a good fit for Saiki.

Nothing at All: Reminds me of early series Saiki's tirades about how much being a psychic sucks where he just describes the symptoms of depression.

Loveless by Steampianist: Honestly I don't remember why I put this on here. Probably because of the feelings of alienation it conveys and how it seems to be about the ace experience of not being able to experience love in the way that society tells you should.

Are You Satisfied by Marina: I think this ones pretty self-explanatory. If I was better at drawing I'd like to make an animatic about the Saiki brothers using this song.

Star of Show: I'll admit this ones a bit more of a stretch and honestly it's mostly on here because I like listening to it when plotting out my fanfic but also "I'm not a freak/I'm not an act/I'm not a deity's performance!" kind of fits with his issues about how his powers affect people's perception of him.

404 by Pinocchio-P: It's about feeling unable to connect to people and like your true-self will be rejected. I also think the little alien guy in the music video for it looks a lot like Kusuo. I actually forgot how good a fit this was until I went and looked at the lyrics again and yup past me was correct in putting it on this playlist.

A Hundred Years Unresolved: It's lonely sounding and I came to associate it with Saiki because like listening to it when I play the Regentquest segment of See You in the Dark. No deeper reason then that.

Oh No! by Marina: Kusuo is the sort of guy to go "I know exactly what I want and who I want to be." You know, like a liar.

The Chattering Lack of Common Sense: I'm not sure how to explain it but I feel like the theme of falseness that runs through the song fits him. It's also worth mentioning that this song is also on my Kuusuke playlist that I'm not sharing here because it isn't as good and frankly it's kind of shameful that I even have a playlist for that guy.

I Am Not a Robot by Marina: Kusuo is vulnerable and lovable even if he doesn't believe that about himself.

God-ish by Pinocchio-P: I'm not sure how well this one fits because frankly this is one of the Pinocchio-P songs I don't feel like I have as solid a handle on the meaning of. I mostly chose it because of the name and because it seems to be a pretty cynical song.

Fear and Loathing by Marina: "Now I see, I see it for the first time / There is no crime in being kind / Not everyone is out to screw you over / Maybe, yeah just maybe, they just want to get to know you" I feel like this is fairly self-explanatory

arms by Christina Perri: I listened to my Pandora stations for the first time in ages recently (well back in August, apparently), heard this and thought "Kubosai song?!" though frankly it would also work well for Nensai or other Saiki ships or even platonically if you ignore some the more romantic lyrics. Though I think it's best suited to the first two listed. Anyway I think this fits Saiki's relationship issues pretty well.

Soap by The Oh Hellos: It's a very hopeful song about how people need other people and you are not unlovable. So I think you can imagine why I thought it was a good song to end the playlist with.

[a-passing-storm]

(13 of) The 15 Fears As Lemon Demon Songs

In order of confidence/how well the songs fit/also just preferred fears.

The Eye - Touch Tone Telephone

The Extinction - Cabinet Man

The Lonely - Amnesia Was Her Name

The Spiral - Sundial

The Web - Spiral of Ants

The Stranger - Nightmare Fuel

The Buried - I Earn My Life

The Flesh - Modify

The Dark - Ancient Aliens(?)

The Hunt - Jaws(?)

The Slaughter - Knife Fight(?)

The Vast - The Ocean(?)

The Desolation - Action Movie Hero Boy(?)

I literally could not find any that fit The End or The Corruption. Explanations and some rambling beneath the cut.

I wanted to do this because I had ideas for a few of them, mainly The Extinction, Eye, Lonely, Spiral, Stranger, and Web. Then I kind of struggled to do the rest. I also typically only listen to Spirit Phone and View Monster, so I was mainly drawing from those two.

The Eye

Touch Tone Telephone - I don't have a good reason for this one. It fits John better than it fits The Eye, but I think you can argue that it fits the need for knowledge and loss of self in that search.

The Extinction

Cabinet Man - I don't think I need to explain this one! Cabinet Man is so similar to Binary, when that guy ate his computer.

Samuel and Rosella - I think this one is a sub-flavor of The Extinction. It's like... ah yes, these old people are convinced that the world is ending. Because of Kids These Days. Not climate change...

Fine - Speaking of climate change! This one is climate change denial, but I think it still fits The Extinction.

The Lonely

I had so many ideas for this one. Not all of them will make it here.

Amnesia Was Her Name - It reminded me a lot of Martin getting stuck in The Lonely in Season 5 and forgetting his name. It's got that sense of disconnection from other people.

It Can Get Lonely In My Mansion - This one fits pretty straightforwardly, because it is... about a guy who is in a huge empty space and feels lonely. The reason I didn't put it as my Final Choice was that it is more Capitalism Horror than Lonely Horror, in my opinion. I do think it fits The Lonely Making You Think That You Are Superior To Others And You Not Hanging Out With Them (I think that came up in Peter Lukas' statement?).

Soft Fuzzy Man - Again, being very literal with this one, it fits well. Some of the ocean vibes in the lyrics (ie. "cold and windy / dark and stormy") remind me of The Lonely's fogginess and Peter Lukas' sailor thing. I'm just going to start listing off lyircs: "can't you see me? / why can't you see me?" "I need to feel like I exist / so please, baby, please, baby, step into the mist." Going off of the lyrics, it fits well, but it just seemed a little too literal.

You're At the Party - I really wanted to use this for The Lonely, but then I decided it fit The Stranger better, but then I found other things that fit The Stranger. This song reminds me of when you are in a very busy/crowded place but feel completely invisible, out of place, and separate from everyone.

A Mask of My Own Face - This is another Lonely/Stranger one to me. You can take it as being around other people but still separating yourself from them, again in the Peter Lukas way.

Stuck - Doesn't really fit, but there is a line about forgetting your name and not having a clear personality.

The Spiral

Sundial - It's a silly nonsense song! The Spiral is the silly nonsense fear (ish). Sundial is a personal favorite Lemon Demon song, so I suppose I also wanted to assign it to a fan-favorite fear.

Eighth Wonder - Honestly, this one might fit better than Sundial, because it is an entity that is actually dangerous that comes off as very silly and playful, much like certain door people.

The Web

Spiral of Ants - I feel like someone is going to kill me for putting this here and not The Corruption or The Spiral, but it is... it is not really Bugs Gross nor is it about going crazy (that much). I think it fits The Web, because it discusses a loss of control over your own life, a lack of awareness over that loss of control, and the sense that you are just acting as a part of a collective as opposed to an individual with free will.

Redesign Your Logo - This was what I initially had for The Web. Going off of the literal words, it does have the repeating "everything's connected," which is pretty Web-y. I also think the general idea of manipulating and controlling people via advertising fits that pretty well.

Stuck - I feel that realizing that you are a character with no free will is pretty Web-related.

The Stranger

Nightmare Fuel - Once again, I feel that I don't need to explain this one. We have creepy clowns, puppets with human hands, mannequins that move, robots with human eyes, monsters made of clay, and a direct mention of the uncanny valley.

You're At The Party - This one is very Something Is Off But You Don't Know What to me and is personally very strongly associated with derealizing, which basically gives everything an uncanny valley feeling.

A Mask of My Own Face - I think this only works if you go by the imagery of someone wearing a mask made of human skin.

The Buried

I Earn My Life - I was initially going to use this for The Web, but then one of the Q&As mentioned that tax offices would totally be places of The Buried, and I figured this fit. Obviously, it fits more with the metaphorical sense of being stuck and having a lot of pressure on you than it does with literally being buried.

The Flesh

All of these seemed like slight stretches, so I had a hard time deciding between them.

Modify - This just felt like the most Body Horror song that I could find, even though it dealt less with the Ew Squishy Meat element of body horror than it did the Meat That Can Be Damaged element of body horror.

Lifetime Achievement Award - This was my initial choice for The Flesh, mainly because of the "even as we speak we're synthesizing blood and organs" in the chorus. It really doesn't fit that well, but that line tends to hit me with the sudden awareness that I am just a bunch of cells making more cells and such. Fleshy.

Nothing Worth Loving Isn't Askew - This one fits because of the "you are muscle, flesh, and bone," at the beginning and the themes of dysmorphia and insecurity about one's body. I just didn't find it particularly horrifying, I suppose. I kind of found it wholesome.

The Dark

We are now getting to fears where I feel that my song choices really didn't fit.

Ancient Aliens - I thought it fit mostly because of the sense of not knowing and the fear of the unknown. Also, the mention of darkness. Also, the mention of eye damage, I guess. Weirdly, a lot of Lemon Demon songs mention eye damage or specifically gouging out your eyes.

The Hunt

Jaws - Look. Spooky shark hunts people. People hunt shark. Shark hunts and eats people. People hunt shark more. Shark is dead. Hurrah!

The Slaughter

Knife Fight - Senseless violence! We'll ignore the tickle fight at the end.

The Vast

The Ocean - I did just pick a song that mentioned the ocean. In my defense, it also mentions not being able to see the horizon and watching the stars, which has been associated with The Vast a bit. By the way, there is another song called Deep In The Ocean, which also doesn't fit that well, though I suppose you could interpret it as being about how insignificant humans are in the grand scheme of things (time-wise).

The Desolation

Action Movie Hero Boy - I think you could argue this for The Slaughter, because both feature senseless violence, but this one touched a bit more on the romanticization of violence/destruction, in my opinion. Fire and explosives. Desolation. Woo.

Angry People - I think this one might fit better with The Slaughter or even The Extinction thematically, but it reminded me of baby Agnes. That was the main reason I picked it. Plus, I feel like The Desolation's people tend to be very passionate about things, and the mention of having sex angrily and eating angrily kind of had that vibe to me.

Others

When He Died - This really fits a good amount of them. I'm getting Stranger, because of the random skulls, Laughing Record, and clown; Lonely, because nobody mourned him and his wife's "voice began to fade to nothing;" Desolation, because of the house fire; and End, because of the foreseen death thing. There is also an apocalypse mention, so... Extinction + The Watcher's Crown.

Man-Made Object - It may or may not have reminded me a little bit of Jonah Magnus.

Pizza Heroes - This has got to be the Breekon and Hope theme song. They always deliver. :)

No Eyed Girl - This one! Thinking about this one in the context of The Magnus Archives actually made me cry. Like. Okay. Hear me out. Let me just straight up post the lyrics, actually. I will ramble and then I will straight up post the lyrics. I am not a huge fan of JohnMartin, however... Like. This song. This song in the context of Episode 200. Especially since the song is about someone falling in love with like... an unknowable being. In the song, the no-eyed girl and the unknowable being are two separate people, but like... this song if Martin was the no-eyed person and John was the being.

Oh, knowing what we know, knowing what we don't know  This is gonna change our world  Feeling how I feel, I'll accept the unreal  If you'd be my no-eyed girl From nowhere mankind can go  There's too much light, blinding white  Your matter tells mine to scatter  It's alright, it's alright From the moment that we met  I've been awake like I've never been awake in all my life  If I spoke your language, I could tell you how I feel  But your language isn't real In every myth, there's a little bit of truth  But I cannot say a thing  I cannot say a thing  Without proof, oh, no Knowing what we know, knowing what we do not know  This is gonna change our world  I might go insane if I learn your full name  If you'd be my no-eyed girl From nowhere mankind can go  There's too much light, blinding white  Emotions, human implosions  It's alright, it's alright Right before the kiss, I noticed something in the air  Molecules existed when there should have been none there  Chemical reactions with the surface of your skin  Some will say my actions let the no-eyed people in And I'd do it all again  And I'd do it all again  And I'd do it all again

I'm still rambling about this song. Like. Hello???

"Knowing what we know, knowing what we don't know. / This is gonna change our world." Like... HELLO? Knowing what they know about the Fears and the Archive and everything about alternate worlds? Not knowing exactly what would happen if they died or attempted to fix the world? But knowing pretty damn well that it sure would change?

Even the idea of being blinded by knowing too much... Jonah Magnus much? Everything going wrong as they kiss? Also just... how sad the last verse sounds...

Help!

[autumnbrambleagain]

if you insist on playing country music so loud i can hear it anywhere on my own yard can you make it like

at least actual music

country music today is apparently just a guy in a twangy voice saying signifiers with no context over a flat guitar backing

that was seriously two songs in a row whose lyrics were literally just

"A little bit of guitar, a little bit of truck A little bit of hound dog and a little bit of luck A little bit of bacon, a little bit of beans"

and

"From her cowboy boots to her down home roots She's country From the song she plays to the prayer she prays That's the way she was born and raised She ain't afraid to stay Country"

these aren't lyrics, these aren't song lyrics, these are just surface level signifiers being read out in a list holy shit

it's like if prog-rock had lyrics that were just

"Frodo and hobbits, elves and spaceships psychedelic drugs and alien dolphins Roger Dean's art and a kaleidoscope an elephant with really long legs and maybe we're riding a hot air balloon that talks"

it's like if death metal had lyrics that were just

"Death, killing, blood, darkness Scary things, angry things, growling, growling Blood and also dead bodies and people dying when you die you turn into a dead body and lose all your blood violently"

okay nevermind those are incredible lyrics for a death metal song what's that awful AI website that turns lyrics into songs i need to go load those in and see what it does with them

[stickers-on-a-laptop]

the promised thoughts about wblue

okay so i DID very much go and rewatch it lmaoooooo so first half is like thoughts i was thinking last night and then a liveblog-ish with different subs than the ones i watched yesterday. also i tried to write out the lyrics of the song but there some parts i definitely missed

when your entire infrastructure apparently rests on one (1) laptop working and your fucking president destroys it (instead of the alien who is causing brainwashing) for his little retainer

said retainer put a fucking shoe in your president's face the first time he met him, btw

said retainer was also like a TOUGH GUY once upon a time, with a real life of crime where he made counterfeit money, but he saw a man so beautiful (that was into a cashless society) and went "okay time to be silly :3"

also when you have a filter on your flashback that starts lifting only when you decide to follow this nerd who can build tech really well

also also when the sparks of a VERY IMPORTANT LAPTOP just have this cherry blossom feel instead of what was probably supposed to be bad-assery. was that just me? might have just been me. anyways.

BUT LIKE. YANMA DECIDED THAT THE ENTIRE COUNTRY. THE WHOLE THING. LESS IMPORTANT THAN SHIOKARA. i dunno if the other kings would make that decision. like i think himeno, rita, kaguragi, and jeramie would go for defeating hilbil. but also i'm not sure if the other retainers would use the lie detector like that. gira MIGHT destroy a country for like the orphanage kids tho.

i wanna see the history books of this like what is jeramie gonna WRITE for this. "so the bisexual yanma gast, against the uchu jester hilbil, chose his retainer shiokara over the country"

not that jeramie would know this but the fact the hacker gang instantly transferred loyalty to yanma was very funny, considering that they were yelling at shiokara after the time skip

something something yanma being more presidential (think that gira hype scene) is in a coat of a similar style to yankii!shiokara's

i did legit think they had known each other since childhood but i guess toei wanted more homoeroticism than that. cause like. this would have been about say…7 years of knowing each other? 2 years of timeskip, let's say yanma was president for about 3 years cause he DID know racles before the show started proper, and 2 years or so to be able to TAKE that president role cause i DOUBT they beat up that old man and immediately started running the country

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when KAGURAGI says to prioritize taking back n'kosopa and then like. no

no seriously why is your ENTIRE FUCKING INFRASTRUCTURE dependent on ONE LAPTOP not breaking i don't think that's even how it WORKS don't you have to destroy cables and stuff too like if this computer goes does it self destruct the internet cables or did the n'kosopaians have no internet for three seconds and go on a rampage

when yanma is the wise king supposedly but also uses his face instead of i dunno his HANDS to block shiokara's stomping foot on the laptop. you know. that laptop he will break FOR THE GUY WHO WAS GOING TO BREAK IT

MY NERD ASS WILL BEAT YOUR YANKII WAYS, says the guy who will become more yankii and for the most part less nerdy over the years

yanma doesn't even fucking move. he KNOWS shiokara won't hit him

hey not to be dark cupid AGAIN about this. but. maybe if you had KISSED HIM HERE you wouldn't have needed to destroy your country

shiokara gives very "shoves nerd against a locker" vibes as yanma keeps resisting the other guy

the song "zero to hero" but like "zero to one" instead

ENGLISH LYRICS (GUESSING): no one can change destiny, (yeah?) but life is all uncertain(ly?) and we must be bullshit. i can tell you a to z [FIST PUNCH SOUND] turn on the radio tune into your heart(?) oh, i don't care(?) my life is gone, so take it back and away(?) what's wrong? (or won't you run) so what i'm still alive [hilblil talking] hard times coming [more talking] i'm still alive and the music's coming [talking] i'm still alive and {???} tonight {???} you can't go

shiokara has MADE HIS DECISION and it's following yanma watching someone go super gay in front of your very eyes

the way hilbil is like "ew. yaoi. cut it out"

THE MUSIC FOR ALL OF IT THO

yanma will not go to the top without shiokara. at all. his loyal slack-jawed tanuki MUST be by his side

gira: …………i guess i can understand being that gay yeah

YANMA HAD TO DO IT. FOR SHIOKARA. HIS SILLY RABBIT yeah i'm normal about this mhm

when you're like OH NO THE WHOLE COUNTRY. FOR ME.

when you were moved by something you couldn't see……..I UNDERSTAND YOUR SUBTEXT

THANK YOU AND SORRY SOMEDAY YOU'LL SAY THOSE WORDS THROUGH TEARS AGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH

[coolfire333]

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Who was your first ever OC? Do you still “use” them? How have they evolved over time?

Her name is/was Cloudy! She's a weird bug-like alien who I'm currently figuring out what to do with because she's a huge self-insert and I feel like I can't do much with her in her current state because I have trouble putting a pin in what makes me "me" so writing her is difficult. I'm trying to make her have more elements of myself and not be entirely a me-stand-in, if that makes sense. No idea what to do with her otherwise! She also has a friend, Shadowmoore, and a friend/love interest, Quinen, a bug alien girl and bug alien guy respectively. They're all equally old because I liked the idea of trios as a kid hehe

4. What kind of music do your OCs listen to?

Whew boy I actually think about this a lot...I have a list of songs that I think fit my ocs in some way, here it is in all its (current) glory (I have way more ocs than this but these are the ones I found songs for):

The Surgeon

Sexual Healing--Marvin Gaye

Shake the Disease--Depeche Mode

Strangelove--Depeche Mode

Bad Medicine--Bon Jovi

I Want a New Drug--Huey Lewis and the News

The Paramedic

Otome Dissection--DECO*27

I Don’t Want to Set the World on Fire--The Inkspots

My Name Is…--DECO*27

Call Me--Blondie

I Wanna Dance With Somebody--Whitney Houston

The Renegade

The Reflex--Duran Duran

Oh No!--Marina and the Diamonds

Somebody That I Used To Know--Gotye

Your Love--The Outfield 

When Doves Cry--Prince

Little Lion Man--Mumford and Sons

The Merchant

Cookie Scene--The Go! Team

Bad Reputation--Joan Jett and the Blackhearts

The Secret Life of Me--Waterparks

Bad Romance--Lady Gaga

One Week--Barenaked Ladies

Red Wine Supernova--Chappell Roan

HOT TO GO!--Chappell Roan

Q

You Didn’t Have To Be So Nice--The Lovin’ Spoonful

Q--DECO*27

Lavender

Summer in the City--The Lovin’ Spoonful

The Hitman

Mask of My Own Face--Lemon Demon

Drunk--The Living Tombstone 

Jean Doe

Eighth Wonder--Lemon Demon

I Would Die 4 U--Prince

As far as "what music would they listen to" I do have some ideas:

The Merchant would like hard-girl-pop (whatever genre Remi Wolf and Marina and the Diamonds are) and Chappell Roan (once again hard-girl-pop and she's also a lesbian like her). Anything upbeat with an edge to it, really. She'd probably also like punk rock, like Weezer or the Beastie Boys or Blink-182, anything catchy and just a bit cheesy/lame (I mean this affectionately). Also Joan Jett and Heart! Anything with women who rock and go hard, really

The Surgeon would listen to depeche mode because they have odd yet darkly erotic vibes. I feel like he'd be into that weird kind of new wave 80s music in general. He also probably listens to horribly numbing elevator jazz (also saying this affectionately as someone who loves this music too). POV you're getting stitches and the doctor won't stop humming along to the "your call is put on hold" music he's blasting in the background

The Paramedic also likes depeche mode for the same reasons. Other than that I can't think of music she'd like...maybe someday I will think up more for her

Q loves bubblegum pop. He'd also like cheery love songs, probably from the 60s or earlier because they tend to have no swearing or overtly sexual themes. She's not a prude, he just gets squeamish around listening to that kind of thing. I feel like Q would also listen to a lot of chiptune and video game soundtracks (Bubblegum K.K. from animal crossing comes to mind as a potential fave of hers)

Jean Doe would listen to breakcore and metal, anything loud with a lot of bass (partially because they're hard of hearing and like feeling the music). They probably prefer instrumental songs over songs with lyrics. They're also very proudly french canadian so there's probably some underground drum-and-bass group from canada that they really like, but alas, I am not super into that genre so I do not know any specific artists they'd listen to...

The Renegade would be a total music snob about her favorite genre...but I have no idea what she's listen to. I almost wanna go the classic "stuck up formal lady listens to only classical/orchestral music" route but I feel like it might be more interesting if her favorite music genre was something unexpected for someone to be snobbish about, like non-serious rap or boy bands or joke/parody songs or something. Starting to actually like the "she's stuck up about the quality of parody songs" concept. She'll put on The Saga Begins by Weird Al and pour a glass of red wine before launcing into a tasteful rant about the ingenuity of using American Pie to create a star wars parody (it's clever and funny on a surface level but it also accurately captures the musical odyssey that is American Pie combined with the sprawling narrative that is star wars, you see, so it has immense dual thematic value--)

Other than that I have no other music thoughts...too many ocs not enough brain space lol but I especially love thinking about their music tastes :D

19. What are some things that inspired your stories? Real events? Maybe a dream?

That's funny that this question mentions dreams because I do have a character who is inspired by a weird recurring nightmare I used to have. Still working on how to fit him into my story as a whole but he's neat I think. Most of my other story ideas are just things I find interesting or messed up or cool or compelling tbh :)

29. What was your first fandom you were in? Did you make any art/fanfic for it?

I joined tumblr back in 2016 for steven universe actually! I was also into homestuck at the time so those were my main two fandoms. I still think fondly of homestuck (mainly the intermission though) and although I never finished steven universe I still think it's a pretty cute show. I didn't start making fanart until mid-2020 (I literally only drew my ocs haha) and I started writing fanfic (again only wrote about my ocs) in early 2023

30. How are you doing? <3

I'm doing good! And thank you for asking about my guys!! I do think of them a lot :)

[ainulindaelynn]

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Heya 😚

2. show us a picture of your handwriting?

It changes from day to day. I usually write reaaaaalllly small or a little oversized and gets a little better or a lot worse, depending on circumstance. Here, enjoy me breaking the bad news of season change to myself and scrawling this random lyric that made me need to combust. These are the two most common styles:

18. do you believe in ghosts and/or aliens?

Aliens, most likely. I haven't given it too much thought. It hasn't piqued my interest and I'm very 'worry about things that are helped by worrying and forget the rest' type, so it hasn't been too relevant.

As for ghosts, my logical brain doesn't believe at all. My late night nervous system though... different story. I do also say an occasional word to loved ones, regardless of whether I rationally think they're still around or not and I'm very weird about some physical spaces I know awful things have happened in, so who knows. Bit fluid on that one. Logically though, not so much.

29. what do you read when you're sad?

I never have time to read usually so that's a tough one. I have a fucked up nervous system though, so sometimes at the intersection of sad 🤝 overstimulated I'm forced to stop. It's always the mutual TBR list, because I'm never caught up and there's something so good about these little fanfiction circles? You all are so wonderful 😭

39. youtuber you've been obsessed with and why?

I'm not up on YouTube culture, so this is probably a weird answer lol. Very much in love with Vox Machina, the actual DnD campaign version, (200+ hours sunk into it so far) and my sister made me love Buzzfeed Unsolved back in the day, so I've seen all of those, including the Supernatural episodes. Occasionally I still watch what those guys are up to, but not much other than those two. I need more hours in a day for serious.

Feel free to ask me a question :)