#and 'say i won't (recognize)' is a damn good song!!

[ultimate-shipper-trash-blog]

My Darling

"Who even is that guy?"

"That's my darling"

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It starts with a post.

Eddie had posted a photo on Instagram holding his acoustic guitar, cross legged on a chair.

Recently he had been front cover of a magazine of 'him' wrapped around a young woman. Living the Rockstar life.

His agent had suggested he show a more domestic side to him, a softer side.

Hence the acoustic.

It was summer so Steve was off of work and sleeping on the couch behind him, blankets up to his ears. The only thing visible was his hair peeking out and his arm hanging over the side of the couch. A sleeve of tattoos running down it all the way to his knuckles. Eddie loved that arm. He loved the way the tattoo curved around his knuckles like water. His nice, big. veiny hand that-

WOAH off topic.

He had done half the tattoos himself and made sure he payed for it all.It was the least he could do for all Steve has done for him.

They met eight and a half years ago, Steve had seen Eddie play at shitty clubs and recognized his mop of hair getting hit in the alleyway.

Eddie thought he was a goner for sure until Steve ripped the guy off him.

Steve just shot him a smile and complimented his guitar skills.

Eddie fell to his knees. He was gone for him.

He invited Steve to band practice as a thank you since he didn't have much to offer.

Two weeks later they were dating and Steve has been their number one fan since.

When Eddie got the record deal he dedicated everything to Steve.

Everything always was for him. As it should be.

Anyways,

Eddie posted the photo excited to promote the acoustic cover of his hit song 'My Hero, My Darling'.

The comments instantly went ballistic asking who the random man behind him was. He definitely wasn't in the band and why would notorious lady killer Eddie Munson have a man in his house...he couldn't possibly have friends.

Eddie responded to one comment only, knowing the rest would sort itself out.

"That's my darling ❤️"

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"Eddie," Steve was frowning at him, poking his side with his foot.

"Eddie look at me this is serious."

"Yes my love?"

"You outed yourself. You were doing such a good job keeping this a secret. This will change everything."

Eddie turns over until his holding Steve close to him, his face in his hands.

"Good. I'm tired of hiding you my darling. I'm tired of the accusations."

"But Eddie you OUTED yourself."

"I won't say anything about you, I'd never out you Stevie. But I'm done hiding that I'm a simple man in love."

"...me too. I'm done too."

"Darling are you sure? This is a big deal. What about your school? Your principal?"

"I don't care. Everyone important to me knows. My family, my real family, know and don't care. They do wonder why I've been single for eight years but they'll get over it."

"Marry me."

"What?"

"Marry me oh my god that's the hottest thing I've ever heard. I love you so much please I can't live another moment not having you mine. Besides, if you get fired that's definitely a lawsuit and you know I've been pleasing for you to quit so I can take care of you, but you love those damn kids. Just...be mine...please."

"I've been yours. Since the start. Since always." They both have tears in their eyes.

"Yes?"

"YES OF COURSE YES!"

They're giggling through their kisses.

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"Heeeeyyy everyone thanks for joining my live. I have something super important to inform you on! I'm getting married!!!!!"

The comments instantly flood in questioning him on moving too fast, asking if he's on drugs. The usual.

"Oooooh you guys have no idea."

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The photo goes up an hour after the live ends.

It's Steve sitting on the couch, glasses on, red pen in his mouth. He's wearing a thick sweater and grumbling grading papers.

He looks so soft, so smooth, it's Eddie's favorite picture. The next picture in the carousel is Steve backstage at his concert. They're holding onto each other like they need each other to breathe.

The last picture is a selfie taken minutes after. Eddie with his stage makeup sweating off his face smiling brightly at the camera. and Steve kissing his cheek. Eyes squinted shut and eyeliner thick, he had worn it as a treat for Eddie.

It was well received.

The caption reads:

"I'm so happy to announce I'm marrying my best friend and partner of eight years! Everyone meet my darling. Steve is a local middle school teacher who has literally saved my life more than once. He saved my heart. God, I love him so much.

P.s. yes the tours are in the summer so Stevie can travel with us. I'd never leave him."

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Bonus engagement edition:

"YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED TO EDDIE MUNSON?!"

"Yes. We've been over this."

Eddie stuck out his hand to shake, "hi, Eddie Munson, nice to meet you."

"YOU HID THIS FOR EIGHT YEARS?!"

"Yes."

"I'M BASICALLY YOUR BROTHER! HE'S MY FAVORITE CELEBRITY!"

"Yes Dustin and you can't keep a secret."

"...fair...welcome to the family."

*inspired by my friend only learning her cousin was marrying someone famous when he showed up to Thanksgiving and she lost her mind

[45outoftime]

i do not want to know how many times i have listened to the gaslight anthem’s “say i won’t (recognize)” this week

[mikachacha]

Style (Bada Lee x Actress/Idol!Reader)

Synopsis: You and Bada are always the hottest talk of the town. With your seemingly on and off relationship stirring up the internet constantly. But then what happens when you visit Street Woman Fighter 2 to give them a challenge to choreograph your new single?

Warnings: language, a very jealous Bada and lots of steam from this one

(A/N: anon keeps making good suggestions for fics and i am obsessed!)

🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸

"No way this is real! She's really coming? I can pass away peacefully now.." excited murmurs filled the fight zone as one of your songs played on the speaker and Bada just smiled and sat back with her team. She's not really bothered by the thirst comments other participants made towards you as she couldn't exactly blame them. You're the infamous Y/N, an actress and an idol who's even recognized outside of Korea for your acting prowess and talent.

"Y/N-unnie is really here and she looks so pretty.." Tatter gasped out as you descended from the stairs. Everyone's attention is on you and just just waved, a smile on your pretty face. Bada felt like she just fell in love with you over again when she saw your face. She feels like she's the luckiest person alive to be calling you her girlfriend though many did try to break your relationship apart ever since you decided to make it public. So many rumors thrown at you and Bada, being linked to different people, especially men to which you just rolled your eyes out.

"She looks so pretty like a real life barbie.. It makes me gay.." Bada could hear Audrey of Jam Republic fangirl over you as you greeted everyone. The rest of Jam Republic just laughed at their younger's antics.

"Girl you've got a very slim chance. I mean, there's Bada and almost everyone in this room waiting for their chance to gain that pretty girl's love and attention." Ling says which made Audrey pout. Bada just shook her head and looked at you, smiling as your eyes met. You playfully winked at her and team Bebe erupted in laughs and giggles as their leader dramatically 'fainted' at your wink.

When everyone settled down, Daniel announced the reason why you're there. You're giving the teams a mission just like Hwasa did though this time you wanted to step out of your comfort zone a little bit. You wanted it to look sexy and cool, you wanted to try new routines as you're already bored by the cutesy image your management set for you. You wanted something different.

"Damn it's like she's rebranding her image. Oh boy, the rumors will be crazy with this one.." Lusher says and Bada agreed. The rumors surrounding your relationship would be crazier though she remains unfazed seeing as what you have with Bada is unbreakable.

After the cameras stopped rolling, everyone had the chance to talk and interact with you. There were some flirting going on though you only laughed. People took their shot to be in your good graces to gain edge for the competition but you were having none of that. You were known as fair despite everything. Some may think that Bada's team will win because you're dating her but it was far from the truth. If their choreography doesn't live up to your expectations, you won't really hesitate dropping it off and choosing someone else's.

"See you at home, baby girl. I'll be making some dinner so you better get your cute butt home early." you told Bada as the filming for the new mission stopped. Bada blushed when you called her baby girl which made you chuckle. You kissed her cheek before exiting the fight zone. You had a satisfied smile on your lips knowing what you just did would push your girlfriend to work harder and prove to everyone that she's not just Y/N's girlfriend, she's Bada Lee a choreographer people should watch out for.

"She may act all sweet but damn she'll probably chew my ass if we don't live up to her expectations.." Bada groaned while some people from other teams overheard her. They couldn't help but raise their brows at Bada's statement. No one expected to find that the usually sweet and gentle Y/N would have a brutal personality that even Bada, her girlfriend is worried about.

The following weeks, everyone has been working their asses off to give you the best routine they can possibly give. Some would send you flowers, some gifts and just being overall nice when you visit and see the progress of their mission. You were pretty hands on which added to the pressure of the competition. You love keeping people on the edge of their seats until it was time for the big show.

When it was time for the reveal of choreographies, you couldn't help but smile at team Bebe's choreography. They really gave it their all to hopefully meet your standards. The ones that stood out most for you are Jam Republic, Bebe and Wolf Lo but you're not picking yet. To add a twist to your mission, you included online votes to help you decide so the teams are once again busy trying to get people to vote for their team.

"Sometimes it makes me wonder if you're just being strict or you just love messing with people.." Bada told you one night as you were both chilling at your shared home. Before you can even respond, the sound of your doorbell interrupted you and Bada got up to answer the door. She came back in with a bouquet of flowers sent to you by Haechi and some snacks from other people. Bada looked at you then the items she's carrying while you just shook your head, not wanting to talk about it. Bada just shrugs as she took the snacks and began snacking on them like she usually does.

"It could be poisoned, you know." You jokingly said and Bada just rolled her eyes before feeding you some.

"Well if it is then you're coming down with me. I don't wanna go out and leave you because girl, so many people wants to be in my spot right now." Bada says a bit dramatically to which you laughed at. Though it's true that lots of people wants to be Bada so they could have a chance with you but you could care less. You only want this girl sitting beside you and snacking on the snacks suitors sent for you.

"Fair enough and that thing is nasty!" you complained while she laughed at you. You and Bada continued to goof around, just enjoying together and making up for the lost times due to your busy schedules.

A few days has passed and it was time for you to decide which team wins your challenge. You looked at the online votes before looking at the teams in the fight zone, scanning each one just to keep the suspense going.

"The team I'm gonna choose is team.. Team Bebe! Since they won the online votes and their choreography fits the criteria I have set for the mission. But don't worry everyone, you will get to showcase the choreography you worked so hard for in the music video." you smiled and everyone clapped, cheered and congratulate team Bebe. You looked at your girlfriend's team and gave them a thumbs up, proud that they proved to everyone how amazing they are as a team. You're also proud of Bada for not using her relationship with you whatsoever to win the challenge. Her team won because of her sheer hard work, one of the many things you love about her.

[7ndipity]

Dating headcanons pt.2

Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: swearing, crack

A/N: Yes, more headcanons, because I had too much fun working on the first batch of lists and kept thinking of more ideas, so we're back for pt.2! If y'all have any random hcs about the members, I'd love to hear them too!💜

Masterlist

Requests are open

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The most random dates/hangouts. Wanna help dye his hair? Can he dye your hair?(say no, please)

Likes painting your nails(if you're into that) and is actually really good at it.

Makes you playlists, but half of them are titled like "💃🍒✨😭🏜🔮" and your just like "wtf?"(the songs don't help clue you in on the theme either)

Honestly, dating him means you're at least a little confused at all times.

Likes to cook for you, but he will not tell what it is he's making and turns it into a guessing game.

Either answers your texts in the first 2 mins or never fucking answers at all because he thinks he waited too long and the moment has passed(it has not, pick up your damn phone!)

When he does text you, it's the most random shit tho.

"What should my codename be?" Why would you need a codename?" "So we can talk in public without people recognizing me." "They'll still be able to see you tho?" "But they won't know it's me, because of the codename"(this was his Coachella logic 100%)

Refuses to introduce you to any of the '97 line groupchat. "Please, you know how much I love Stray Kids." "I thought you loved me?!"

Likes acting like the big tough boyfriend, but he is the biggest baby with you.

*coughs noona/hyung kink sorry, what?

Makes up silly songs for/about you.

Would probably get a tattoo inspired by you(or maybe even couples tattoos, if you wanted)

Refuses to fall asleep until he hears your voice /tells you goodnight.

If you have spots and freckles, he likes to trace lines and patterns between them when he's bored or tired, drawing tiny constellations on your skin.

[sugaroto]

Me: reads Cinderella boy at 3am

Cinderella boy:

GREEK MENTIONED 🇬🇷🇬🇷🇬🇷 WHAT 🏛️🏛️THE FUCK 🌯🕊️IS WHAT 🦅🔥🌅THE 🔥FUCK

Lemme translate I don't need sleep I need answers

What I can see:

ωρε (μ?) το θεό,

ναγκη,

απ' τα μάτια

?? πελάγη

γράμμα, μια

Θεό

Απ'τ

Έλεος

Δεν με λ

Και λιων

Και σ'αγα

Αραζωνω.

Some letters are not visible but most are easy to guess, so:

Ώρες μα το θεό,

Ανάγκη,

Απ' τα μάτια

(αι?) πελάγη

Γράμμα, μια

Θεό

Απ'τά

Έλεος

Δεν με λ

Και λιώνω

Και σ' αγαπώ

Μαραζώνω

AND IM IN FUCKING LOVE ITS GREEK NOT ANCIENT ITS NEW GREEK I AM IN LOVE

Like it is πολυτονικό, which means it has the ancient tones (the dots above the letters), in new Greek we use just one but this has all the different tones, but the grammar and words are all new Greek so I understand perfectly 🥰

And I feel like it might be lyrics of a love song so I need my Greek mutuals to tell me if they recognize something but yeah, English people here you go:

Hours I swear to God,

Need/necessity,

From the eyes,

Sea (but πέλαγος? So like? Open sea? Idk I'm google translating this one it's not θάλασσα but I'm not sure about πέλαγος in English? Oh also it's plural so I guess) seas, open seas?

Letter, 1 (once or one idk I'm missing context)

God

From (perhaps eyes again? I can't see the word)

Mercy

Doesn't L()* me (idk what pronoun could be used for "who" doesn't and I also cant see the verb, so it's like *they* don't λ me)

And I melt

And I love you

I languish/waste away (verb used for the way plants do it)

Ok thats it

Forgive me for it is 4 am

Ps *don't suspect "doesn't L me" stands for love, it's Greek λ, and love in Greek is αγάπη (αγαπώ for the verb, as you can see in the σ' αγαπώ line) I think I'm actually seeing a start of an υ next to the λ? And the only thing I can think of right not is λύπη? So I'm guessing perhaps it could be "don't feel sorry for me"(δεν με λυπάσαι)? But I could be wrong

Yeah ok good night, I'll search it in the morn- no wait I won't sleep

JAFFNAMFSMFSSKTKSG ITS A LOVE SONG AAAUAGSVAVSVVAVgs I FOUND IT UAHSGGAGA

I swear to God sometimes

I need you so much

That from my eyes run

Seas and open seas

Sent me a letter, one syllable

If you have your God

That I'm hanging from your lips

And I am at your mercy

Damn you don't you feel sorry for me

That I burn and melt

That you made me love you

And now I languish

My thoughts have been locked

Inside the mind's basements

Ah, how much I want to say to you

But there are no words

Damn you don't you feel sorry for me

That I burn and melt

That you made me love you

And now I languish

Damn you don't you feel sorry for me

That I burn and melt

That you made me love you

And now I languish

That you made me love you

And now I languish

Official Cinderella boy song Anathema se(damn you) by Giannis Kotsiras

Good night, excuse any mistakes I might have made it's 4:25 am, + Punko I am in love

[familyvideostevie]

hi hi lovely first of all i would LOVE to read your fluffy joel fic with no smut, i love your writing a lot and it’s just perfect and so comforting. also, if it is okay i would like to request a joel fic where the reader is someone who gets cold really easily and he’s always being a bit bossy and grumpy with her because she doesn’t wear enough layers or always gives him their blankets, and just like very fluffy very cute vibes! i love youuuuu

omg. yay!!! congratulations you are my first joel request!! thank you very much, this was a lot of fun. it's very short and a bit sweet and i hope you like it! (hope you like the fluffy joel fic, too!) joel doesn't get why you won't wear your damn gloves. fluff, jackson au, 0.8k

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It starts with gloves.

"You okay?" Joel asks. Well, grunts, more like. You're on patrol which is serious business so you're getting serious Joel.

"Uh, yeah," you say. "Why?"

His jaw shifts like he's grinding his teeth. "You look..."

You try not to smirk too much. "How do I look, Joel?"

The two of you have been doing...whatever it is you're doing for a few months now. Gentle flirting turned to drinks turned to dinner turned to nights in his bed or yours, whispers in your hair and lips on your skin, his steady, solid presence at your side around town.

It's nice. You're enjoying it. And, perhaps most of all, you're enjoying how Joel Miller continues to surprise you. The depth of his worry and care, the jokes he tells out of nowhere, how his nostrils flare when he's trying to hide his smile.

You knew him to be a man capable of violence. You're all capable of violence. You've seen it, done it. That's life. It hardens you.

And while Joel is grumpy a lot of the time for good reason he also knows how to laugh loudly and is learning a song you love and haven't heard in twenty years so he can play it for you on his guitar.

So his unamused glare delights you more than anything.

"You look cold," he huffs.

"Well, it is fall in Wyoming, Joel," you say. "It's cold outside and we're outside." You sweep your arm in a wide arc at the beauty of the valley. Your horse snorts as if agreeing with you. He's right, though. You're cold but it's bearable. You get cold pretty easily, in fact, but Joel has no reason to know that. The weather just started to change.

"Well," he says, mocking you. "Why don't you have gloves or a hat or somethin'?"

He knows why. Because you left for patrol from his house without stopping at yours. You know he's going to find a way to make this his fault, for not checking that you had everything you needed, for not offering you the clothes on his back. You also know he's going to file this away and make it his new mission.

"Because I'm fine, that's why." Your tone leaves no room for argument but Joel tries anyway.

"Your hands are red."

"Joel," you snap. "I'm fine. Leave it."

Sometimes it's overwhelming to be cared about by a man with his intensity. He doesn't do things by halves. You're still learning what it means for him to be all in on you.

He says nothing. You glance at him and see he's holding out a pair of leather gloves you recognize.

"I'm not taking your gloves --"

"Just fuckin' take 'em, alright? If your hands are cold then you can't shoot and I don't want to have to leave you out here because someone got the jump on us. Ellie would kill me."

Typical Joel. Covering up his concern with gruffness. But you know better than to take it personally by now -- you see him with Ellie, see him with people in town. You know what he's like in your bed when he wakes up, the way he strokes your jaw and presses his lips to your temple. You know what's underneath this exterior.

So even if it's a little overwhelming you take the gloves and work them onto your hands. But you don't say thank you because you can't let him win everything.

But after that patrol Joel does make it his mission to ensure you're not cold. It's a little overbearing but you know he likes to be useful so what do you do? You lean into it. You do get cold easily, after all. You let him drape his flannels around you when you don't wear enough layers on the way to his house. You let him tug the hat on your head over your ears. You let him tuck a blanket under your feet on the couch. You let him take care of you.

"Feels like you're doin' this on purpose," he grumbles one night as you walk back from The Tipsy Bison. There's a bite to tonight's wind and he's got his arm around your shoulders so you're pressed into his side. You aren't wearing a coat warm enough for the chill.

"Doing what?"

"Being a pain in my ass. Givin' me grey hairs with your fuckin' determination to get frost bite."

"Well if you hate it so much --" You pretend to pull away from him but his doesn't let you go far.

"Didn't say that. Just think you should dress properly for once."

You laugh and pull him to a stop, turning so you're pressed against his chest.. "Why do I need more layers when I have you?"

"I see how it is," he drawls. "Usin' me for my warmth, are you?"

Joel isn't big on public displays of affection. He's a private man and likes to keep his cards close to his chest. But it's nighttime and there's hardly anyone out, so when you lean close he allows it, brushing your noses together.

"Course I am," you whisper.

He huffs. His palms press into your back. "Figures."

The kiss he gives you warms you all the way down to your toes.

thank you for reading <3 reblog, send feedback, general masterlist here!

[forbidding-souda]

Hello! @tinieprince here! I just reblogged two of your headcanon posts about korekiyo with a partner who age regresses and I absolutely adore them!! I was wondering if you’d be willing to share some other thoughts on that? He’s just so comforting and I think he’d be the perfect fit for someone who’s in littlespace! He’s the number one person to go to for bedtime stories I can sense it! (I have honestly fallen asleep listening to a compilaton of him talking because wow he has the most soothing voice)

Shinguuji Korekiyo with a S/O in little space

i'm gonna combine a little bit of the stuff I already talked about with new things bc those fics were from like 4 years ago but they're still fire so here you go darling @tinieprince

-Mod Souda

❤ Obvious one first: gifts!

❤ Gifts from all over. His home is filled with artifacts and yours will be, too. You get toys from multiple cultures, especially baby dolls and things along that sort. He absolutely loves getting shit for you, he thinks about you all the time when he's gone. He will never stop spoiling you even if you ask him to stop. He will never stop. EVER!

❤ ^ And you get homemade blankets from many countries.

❤ He probably already knows what little space is / recognized it before you had to tell him.

❤ ^ And he isn't unnerved by it at all. Of course he's not. He knows everything about humanity, so he knows why people go into little space too.

❤ He loves it when he's reading in bed and you'll curl up next to him. Or even better, when you beg for attention. He'll happily put his book down and hold you into his arms.

❤ Oooooo imagine he has deer teeth rattles and things like that. And lullabies in many languages. I love him srry

❤ He will kiss your forehead for all of eternity.

❤ ^ Even if it's just through the zipper.

❤ His voice is soft and comforting, aaaaaa imagine him holding you in his lap and singing to you.

❤ He doesn't get annoyed by kid shows at all. And if you like coloring books be ready for him to lock in and color alongside you.

❤ ^ "Little one" as a pet name. "How marvelous that looks, little one."

❤ He'll always be okay with putting some work aside to be able to spend time with you. He loves working, but he loves you more. And his work won't get sad or disheartened if he's away from it for too long.

❤ If you aren't feeling good physically, as in sneezing or coughing or having a sore throat, he does not gaf he'll still be all up in your space cooing and you and comforting you. He will rock you in his lap if you let him.

❤ Imagine he does the catepillar thing where he wraps an entire blanket around you and folds it under but then he just goes "this is what they do to corpses before they bury them" and you're like damn LMFAO.

❤ Omfg you should a pacifier that matches the color of his mask.

❤ He's good at playing pretend or playing with dolls. Will probably get one of those big doll houses and then say it's for you (he wanted it too). Normal barbies mixed with scary homemade dolls.

❤ Will dress you and bathe you depending on your regression age.

❤ More than happy to feed you too.

❤ If you babble then he's going to respond as if he understands. "Fascinating, my love." / "Oh really? And what shall we do about it?" / "Beautiful, oh how beautiful you are."

❤ Will sing you songs from his childhood. You get to learn so much about his younger years from the stories he will tell.

❤ His bedtime stories are sometimes crazy as fuck tho ngl when he's not reading out of a book he's gonna loredrop about the Song Dynasty.

❤ "Go to sleep, little one. Let me tell you about the london beer flood."

❤ Any woman that makes fun of you is a goner sorrryyy had to add this one.

[beautifulpersonpeach]

BPP, sorry if you've answered this question before but what is your best song from Face?

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Hi @tabbypuppykitty

I’ve had a rethink. I think Face-off is now my favourite song on the album.

Set Me Free Pt 2 is still top 3, but Jimin’s enunciation on Face-off brings a smile to my face every time I hear it because that man is too damn sassy for his own good lool.

In the latest Suchwita episode, Hobi revealed that Jimin practiced live singing six hours everyday before and during FACE promotions.

Six hours. Every day.

That made me pause. I started thinking about everything that happened during FACE. I don't talk about this at all here because I won't ever share personal pictures and I know I was incredibly lucky and many other people here likely deserved to see him before I did, but I saw Jimin live during his very first shows for FACE.

He was so happy. The joy on his face and the way he worked the crowd... like a fish in water. He gave some of the best performances of the year during FACE promotions. The whole project and the thoughtful way he went about promoting the album, is noteworthy.

(You should watch this if you haven't already)

*

But then I remembered the BS, the way k-pop stans reacted to the album, to the MVs, to the encore stage, the way BTS akgaes indulged in their sociopathy on his account, how BigHit failed (the anger Jimin biases feel is justified but some of y'all are wallowing in it). I remembered a few of Jimin's Wlives, how so much has been going on for him this year, and then tried to fit 6 hours daily practicing into it...

I have to stop myself when I think about Jimin. He has such latent intensity, like a glamour, a force field around him... it's like a black hole that sucks everything, including you, into him and his world. It scares me.

I know I whine about Jimin biases but y'all amaze me ngl. It takes a special fortitude of heart to bias Jimin. This post already sounds incredibly effusive, but I don't believe I'm exaggerating when I say he's a truly beautiful person. It's almost as though the world does not deserve him. It's impossible to not love him, desire him, care for him... want more sooner for him. I see all that, but I also see that man is stubborn as fuck.

He took his time to start work on his solo album. The middle of the Vegas concerts is when he said he suddenly came to his senses, shook himself out of that trance, and earnestly started putting together the FACE project. He'd written songs before, but FACE was its own thing. The personal stories he chose to communicate, the care in lyricism and production, the quality... Jimin created art in FACE and trusted that those who care for nothing but the best, will love it.

That's sexy, but the way he went about it also betrays a conservatism in him. It's a shadow of the edge in him, that thing about him that causes a tinge of anxiety when you watch him too closely.

I'm not sure if I'm making sense, but what I mean to say is you need a special kind of courage to bias and love Jimin. I recognize that. When I write what I do here, I always remember that. I also have very little respect for solos. And those two sentiments aren't mutually exclusive.

But taking it back to Face-off, my favourite thing about it is Jimin's sense of humour and skill coming through in the song, as well as how he enunciates his words. To really hear the switch in his tone, you need to stream in this order:

Like Crazy > Alone > Set Me Free Pt 2 > Face-off

By the time you get to Face-off, Jimin's voice has already gone through every variation possible, but then he brings out a tone I've heard only one other artist do well (Rihanna), and that tone is disgust.

Pure, refined sass. And he's already got the sauciest voice in k-pop.

The melodic and tonal choices Jimin makes at these timestamps fucks with my head:

1:53 - 2:08;

2:16 - 2:25;

2:41 - 2:56....

(lol, at this rate you might as well just listen to the whole song again.) Jimin is fantastic in the whole thing.

Europe is where Jimin belongs, but America would eat Jimin up too. The country already does if we're being real, America already loves Jimin. But given the right concept, Jimin would devour because he always does, and the world should get to see it. I hope I get to see more of it. As I've said before, if you feel inclined to communicate that to BigHit, I strongly suggest you do.

During Suchwita, Hobi showed how he's planned content for fans almost years in advance. It's possible Jimin does this too, planning music and content for fans to see months later... (So we might not learn why he went to London, for months...)

Yeah... I don't have the strength of heart to bias Jimin. Good luck to y'all.

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Anyway, sorry I rambled. Face-off is a really good song and Jimin did an excellent job on it. The whole project is very good so I can't wait for the next songs we get from him. Shit can't get worse than BB deleting D2C sales so on the bright side, we can only go up from here, and for Jimin who already owns the record as the first soloist in history to debut #1 on the Billboard Hot 100, up will be a good spot to be.

Stream Like Crazy, Seven, All Day, and HUH?!

[pinkrangersarah]

OKAY SO, I just watched Red Shows and the Seven Dwarfs again, and I gotta say, while it's not PERFECT, it's still a damn shame it's not being talked about more. That marketing crew DAMNED this movie and not even the assurances of the cast themselves could undo the damage, but I'm here with the hopes that maybe, just maybe, this movie can get the attention it deserves.

CRITIQUES

Unremarkable villains. Regina is well designed and acted, but she's given very little to do until the end. She also has virtually no relationship with Snow White, despite being her step mother. We also have Prince Average, who is delightfully pathetic, but also doesn't provide much. Not horrible antagonists, but not super fleshed out, either.

The first few minutes are pretty rushed. Snow White getting the shoes and fleeing her step mother, who doesn't recognize her, is almost blink-and-you-miss it. The writing in general is a tad clunky in spots, cheesy even. Nothing horrible, though, it won't ruin the viewing experience.

We're not given too much insight on the characters themselves, particularly the dwarves, the Fearless Seven. I feel like I can let Snow White slide a bit as we all know who Snow White is at her core, but these dwarves are VERY different from any interpretation I've seen. Outside of Merlin, who gets the bulk of the screentime between the seven of them and character development, we know basically nothing about them outside their character traits (i.e., Arthur is strong, Hans loves food and is a good chef, Jack is a priss, and the triplets are geniuses). I'm not saying we need backstory or anything on all of them, but a little bit more substance would be neat.

POSITIVES

SNOW WHITE IS A QUEEN AND I LOVE HER. I love her design. I love that she's happy with herself. SHE'S SO STRONG. SHE CAN BENCH 250. SHE GETS TO SHOW OFF THAT STRENGTH HERE AND THERE. I also love that she's not necessarily a pushover. She's sweet, she's nice, but can bite back sometimes. All in all one of my favorite Snow White interpretations.

THE ANIMATION IS FANTASTIC! It's not DISNEY quality or anything, but it still looks great! The textures are nice; you can see the embroidery on Snow's blouse, Jack's clothes, there's all kinds of nice details like that.

A LOT of thought went into this movie, especially the dwarves even if their characters ended up not being the most fleshed out. Somebody pointed out that the triplets--Pino, Noki, and Kio--sound an awful lot like "Pinocchio". They pilot a giant, wooden puppet that they use to fight, and that puppet has a long nose. They even have Italian accents (which might be slightly over the top, but they don't get a lot of screentime so it's hard for me to say), and Pinocchio is an Italian fairy tale. All of the dwarves have little details like that. They're based off fairytales, obviously (hell the movie takes place on "Fairytale Island"), and a lot of love went into them. Arthur's so Scottish, it's hard to understand him, sometimes. It's pretty funny.

I know you've seen this on other posts talking up this movie and everything, but I'm here to say it again: THIS MOVIE IS NOT BODY SHAMING. IT IS EVERYTHING BUT! As I mentioned above, Snow White loves herself just the way she is; she keeps the shoes on, but it is NOT because she wants to be beautiful. If anything, MERLIN is the one that has to go on the "love yourself" journey.

NITPICKS (not important, just stuff I pick at)

GOD I wish there was more lore. I know, it's fairytales, I don't really need it, but I am a slut for worldbuilding and lore.

The pop songs are lowkey annoying. Not enough to ruin the viewing experience, but enough for me to remember: oh yeah, this movie was meant for a younger audience.

Not all the jokes land. I can forgive it because the rest of it is enjoyable, but most of the jokes that do land are Arthur being incomprehensible at times and Prince Average being his delightfully pathetic self.

To sum it all up, go check this movie out! It's a fun time with good characters, great animation, and a fantastic message. It's available on Peacock, but if you don't want to pay for a subscription then it's available for free (according to Google) on Tubi, Amazon Prime Video, and the Roku Channel.

[bengiyo]

Boys Be Brave Eps 3 & 4 Stray Thoughts

Last week, we met our high performing student Kim Jin Woo, who is looking for his ideal type of girl while suppressing his feelings for Jeong Gi Seop because Gi Seop always says yes to everyone. Gi Seop felt some kinda way about Jin Woo never asking him out, and so decided to squat in Jin Woo's house to figure out why. There's also a side couple, one of which is Gi Seop's friend, who has a guy who declared he wants to fuck him.

Episode 3: Contract that has been started

Has the sub team decided to change spellings on me already?? Y'all.

Oh to be a young gay thinking that being a good student would be enough to keep your parents happy in spite of the disappointment you know you will inflict upon them.

I have affection for gays who recognize their attraction but won't risk it on someone then find unreliable.

If this man gives it up because of a mobile....

Complicated feelings about Gi Seop feminizing himself to appeal to Jin Woo.

This chair Balgeum is sitting in is making me think about The Beauty Inside (2015).

Is Balgeum in a second chance romance?? I'm intrigued.

Gi Seop is fucking up this man's schedule!

A multi-pronged misunderstanding. That's kinda fun.

Oh hell no. No man makes me hide in my own damn house.

Ooh Balgeum and his guy got separated by distance.

Now, I don't like what you said there at all, Balgeum. Rolling around fighting better end in sex and an apology for that.

This is such an awkward angle to film a kiss.

I know Balgeum and this pianist better kiss because the pianist has ample lips.

The song they keep playing is making me think of that song for Wish You.

Episode 4: A sudden encounter with my type and you

Socks getting switched is a fun new euphemism, and also very funny from a gay sex standpoint in whether the socks stay on or off during sex.

Moment immediately ruined by the crushing weight of poverty and debt.

I hope the actor didn't really hurt himself on the bed.

This man is driving me up the wall with this wig.

This is why faking it blows up in your face.

Oh no, a girl who doesn't deserve this.

Suddenly, wound tending and hair drying.

The weird line around queer subtext in a show about m/m romance is so confusing for me here. It's making Gi Seop hard to read because I don't know how much queerness is real in this show. He could be aromantic mostly, but who knows.

Watching a movie from the library? I'm into this.

Oh, they're just reading together. That's also good.

She has an alarm for them to move to the arcade? She's awesome, but what is all this hetero activity in my BL?

Wow he really got that tattoo.

Is there a thing they're going for here about not pairing with the same type as yourself?

Hold on this girl tried to beat Gi Seop's ass with a bat before? I'm obsessed with Kang Hye Jin.

I don't really know how I feel about this show? I kinda don't like it? But I also want to like it? I'm not sure I get the appeal of Jeong Gi Seop or why Kim Jin Woo is into him. I like the energy of the sides, but we don't know enough so they're skating by on broad sketches that work well. I'm not sure what it is, but I just feel uncertain about this show.

[levmemes2]

playlist sentence starters (pt. one)

songs from one of my playlists. think the golden child, unhealthily grieving, and broken ace. feel free to edit wording/pronouns as needed.

"it didn't kill me to lose you, i just thought that it might."

"i couldn't have cut you off if it weren't for the best."

"i miss how whole i felt before we met."

"i think i was just codependent."

"it felt so good to be wanted."

"i'm pretty sure all that's gonna fix this is time."

"you just seem like your life's been a dream since the moment you opened your eyes."

"stars don't shine, they burn."

"i'm quitting the second you're gone."

"show them you're not captain just because no one else ran."

"sometimes you get so close to someone, you end up on the other side of them."

"there's no good or evil thing that people won't one day forget."

"is it crazy to say that i'd die for you?"

"i'm keeping the bed warm while her husband is away."

"when they died they left no instructions.,just a legacy to protect."

"i am the one thing in life i can control."

"real men keep on fighting until they die."

"the universe works in mysterious ways, but i'm starting to think it isn't working for me."

"i've got so much left to learn."

"this family’s obsessed with validation and reputation."

"why does life feel so damn confining?"

"if you, for once, could just trust me--"

"just this once, let me come through for you."

"i'll make it up to you if it's the last thing i ever do."

"i know you are a man of honor."

"i'm so sorry to bother you at home."

"what didn't kill me never made me stronger, it just made me wish it would have."

"you just cannot deny there's a spark between us."

"why doesn't it get better with time?"

"i'm becoming all alone again."

"you don’t have to see the world as so black and white."

"do you still recognize yourself when you look in the mirror?"

"it's a bad idea, me and you."

"It's time we just let this thing go."

"what if i never see myself be anything more than what i've already become?"

"i never wanted to be better than my friends."

"you've never seen hell that's as fresh as mine."

"i'm kicking ass and taking names and making sure the people know."

"i won't apologize for wanting what i know i deserve."

"when loneliness knocks, she lets herself in."

"in my head, i'm a beacon."

"who am i if not exploited?"

"i wish i'd done this before."

"all i did was try my best."

[fromtenthousandfeet]

"...[Jimin's success] which makes everyone's peaches burn..."

Well, what a lovely--and satisfying--image.

Thank you for sharing posts like these from Twitter for those of us who don't use/avoid it. (like me!)

I don't know about other platforms, but I've noticed this is how the discussions go down on Reddit:

A. Person brags about JK's dominance. Everywhere, including SK and the U.S. Shades Jimin's success, because of the freefall after the #1 or because Spotify isn't a reliable indicator or because JK has gp name recognition.

B. 2nd person points out that JK did receive a lot more promo than anyone else, particularly Jimin. Lists all the things Jimin did NOT receive.

A. 1st person (pre-SGMB) That was Jimin's CHOICE. He wanted a traditional SK roll-out. He was on Beat Coin, so that proves they received the same amount of promotion!

1st person (post-SGMB) But it got more promotion than NGL! And Scooter had NOTHING to do with Seven! (He has a BB award that says otherwise.) Taylor Swift gets SO MUCH more promotion! (huh?) OMG, you are an akgae!

I think the scandal surrounding NJ, the company mismanaging the launch of RM's album, and then obviously doing next to nothing to promote MUSE has broken a dam. No BTS fan or solo needs to take this sh*t anymore. I can guarantee you that I won't.

The enemy here is not any single member. The enemy is the guy who built a freaking empire off their hard work, their sacrifice, and their talent. The petty little man who uses them as a cash cow to fund his projects and thinks they can be easily replicated with the right "formula."

Furthermore, we need to ask ourselves why Jungkook fans are so insistent that we disbelieve the evidence of our own eyes and instead parrot their claims that JK didn't receive any special help from anyone--least of all Scooter! Why do they defend the company so hard? Why are they so dismissive of the other members--particularly Jimin--as to deny them a fair shot?

We get accused of being akgaes against one member. But aren't they akgaes against ALL the members?

#JiminStrong #Jimin

It's a pity the term gaslighting is used so frequently and freely, to the point of being meaningless. But what's going on with pushing JK's solo career so hard, combined with the absolute insistence by JJKs that he hasn't received every possible advantage to succeed is gaslighting. And the fact that both the company and fans engage in this gaslighting with equal glee is enough to make a person mad. If you've ever been on the receiving end of gaslighting/narcissistic abuse, then you know what I'm talking about.

This is a good video about gaslighting, even though it's a bit long. Recognizing the signs of gaslighting can save you so much pain (don't ask me how I know!), Many of the behaviors she describes will sound familiar.

There's tons of evidence to show that Jimin has stood out from the start - Gallup polls, brand reputation rankings, solo songs charting on US Spotify charts, and so on. The proof is everywhere, and yet fans are told that it was and always will be Jungkook who is the superstar. Gaslighting is a tactic used by narcissists and cult leaders to control people. Usually the best and only true solution to this abuse is to have no contact with the abuser. The second best thing, as she mentions in the video, is to find supportive people who haven't been swayed by the abuser - people who still understand reality.

This platform is a place to find people who haven't fallen for the lies. And increasingly, as we see on Twitter and other platforms, more people are waking up to Jimin's unequal treatment and saying so publicly. I think you're right that we're seeing a critical mass of PJMs and few ARMYs standing up for what's right. Or maybe I'm delusional because I've got damn near every JJK blocked on Twitter.

If anyone feels compelled to engage with JJK gaslighters, the less said the better because no amount of evidence will sway them. One word response like "incorrect" or "no" are more effective than long explanations.

We know HYBE uses a number of techniques to gaslight fans into believing Jungkook is miles above the other six members, but it's strange how many fans are equally committed to denying reality and tearing solo fans of the others members down. The armchair psychologist in me thinks this has to do with a group of people who have low self esteem and get a vicarious boost of confidence from Jungkook's supposed success/dominance. People with a good self image/mental health aren't going to spend their days on the internet trolling others and insisting that Jungkook is second coming of Michael Jackson.

At some point we need to talk about how Big Hit has actively cultivated codependency within the fan base and how they use that to milk fans out of their time and money. I really want to dig into this more, because it's unfair to BTS fans and to the members themselves.

[limomi]

adults only, minors don't interact

we all know that Reo is at the very least ok/good in everything he does, so i'm just literally physically unable to stop thinking how he'd be singing this song for ya...

imagine how yall have sorta singing competition while studying in uni n Reo never gave a damn about it but

so u 2 r really close friends both in love with each other but still not dating cause each of you's afraid to confess. most likely u don't wanna be "one of all that ppl" confessed to him n get rejected n even he'd say yes, he'd definitely do that just not to make u sad? moroever, u 'know' his family won't ever accept u as his partner.

the same time Reo can't believe that you as perfect as you are to him can love someone like him, cause let's be honest, his self-esteem is so much lower than should be

so time goes by n u 2 fall more n more in love n it causes a lot of fights between u, u 2 just can't stand seeing each other being so nice n friendly to someone else, smiling to someone else, spend time enjoying someone's company but yall can't honestly explain what r the reasons of that 'weird' behavior so u fight even more. neither of u wanna lose this connection between u, but both of you are sure that it'll surely happen if either of you reveals the truth about ur feelings to the other

one day Mikage got way too overheated with jealousy, observing u going to lunch with some random guy n letting him to touch u when he helps u clean ur face cause u have sauce n crumbs allover it, when that guy has a nerve to hug u, to make u smile n laugh so sincerely

Reo confronts u, u immediately get defensive n angry with such tone he talks to u with, the fight is just dreadful, he says n screams a lot but nothing he actually should, the same do u

now u don't talk for weeks, even months n none of u can get over it, get over ur feelings but also fear to lose each other. so stupid n ironic of both of u to be that afraid of loosing each other n still doing everything what's leads to it

the day of singing competition Reo didn't even know about it, he just didn't care at all, but than some of his friends invited him cause one of contestants was the crush of this pure guy but he was to shy n embarrassed to go alone, so being nice person as he is, Reo agrees to keep his poor friend's company. n there he sees u with that guy he confronted u about.

Reo's mad n broken at the same time, he couldn't be sure if something's going on between u or not but he thought about the worst scenario possible n immediately got nauseous so he excused himself, saying he needed to go, n ended up spending most of the competition in the restroom, picturing u in the arms of that guy

'no thoughts, head empty' he run without any clear plans, irritated and defeated, to the concert hall, backstage area, and literally ordered to put a minus of this song next, he'd been listening to it on repeat for a long time, back when you gave it to him to listen to over a year ago.

ofc, they tried to turn him down, saying he wasn't on the list of contestants, but a few words were enough to make the organizers worry about their future well-being so they did what he wanted

Mikage ordered all the footlights to go out before he appeared on stage, n the hall was completely dark, at first no one could understand what was going on, but suddenly Reo's voice came on, filling the void with pain and love that was clearly audible in his singing, n u couldn't help but recognize that beloved voice, so tears began to roll down your cheeks in unstoppable rivers, even though u couldn't see him, you knew that was him.

song comes to the end, Reo screams 'see? I said that u have power over me' n that exact moment as he burst into tears he feels ur hand holding his one as u say with trembling voice 'let's go out of here, I don't wanna our first kiss be this public"

P.S. sorry but sometimes my brain just needs scenarios like in stupid romantic tv-shows for teens

[ravens-words]

been you all along, part 4

Part 3, Part 2, Part 1

Somehow, in a truly horrifying twist of fate, Bradley's mortal enemy became his daughter's favorite person.

Or, Five times Jake was his daughter's favorite person, and the one time he was Bradley's too.

AN: Thank you to each and everyone of you who has read, reblogged and liked this fic. I appreciate you all so much.

《4》

When Ice invites them all to his house for a celebratory dinner, Bradley's oddly nervous. He changes his shirt three times, spends five whole minutes looking for shoes that are by the door and generally just being an unfocused mess.

He and Caroline are late by a good fifteen minutes, and when they get to the house, everyone's already there. He takes Carloine out of her car seat, and she immediately whines that she wants to be put down. He does, and she hits the ground running, chanting "Ice, Ice, Ice," as she skips ahead.

"Linny, please slow down, baby," he calls out as he hurries after her, trying to balance the homemade apple pie, his phone and keys, and Caroline's backbag, which she refuses to carry.

When he opens the door, he's hit with the sound of lively conversation and laughter, and immediately relaxes. He rounds a corner just in time to see Caroline barrel into Jake's legs, which has somehow become a habit.

The other man doesn't hesitate before he swings her into his arms. He presents her with a fist, which she happily, and very enthusiastically if Jake's wince is anything to go by, bumps with her own small fist.

"Hey, you're here!"

He turns around, smile already on his face, and Mav embraces him tightly, hand slapping his back a few times. Bradley pulls away first, his eyes drawn back to where Jake is standing. The man is talking to Ice while holding his daughter, who looks so damn comfortable in his arms, like it's the most natural thing in the world.

Bradley never thought he'd ever be jealous of a four year old, but here he was.

"How are you doing?"

"I'm good."

There's silence for a few seconds, then Maverick clears his throat. "You two seem pretty close nowadays."

Bradley raises his eyebrows at him, arms crossed on his chest. Mav raises his own arms in surrender. "Just an observation."

"Uh-huh. Well, you're wrong. Linny's just weirdly attached to him."

A few seconds of silence, then, "a bit of advice from someone who's been there; don't waste the time you have now by hesitating. I've been where you are, and I- by the time I realized what an idiot I'd been, it was already too late."

Bradley swallows thickly. "I don't-"

Mav shakes his head. "Don't do that," he cuts him off, "don't belittle this. Just keep one thing in mind, will you?"

"What?"

"He's not gonna wait around forever."

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His car won't start.

Bradley can barely keep his eyes open he's so tired, and his car just would not start.

"Come on, come on," he mutters as he tries again, "shit, shit, fuck!"

Caroline is dosing off in the back, so she's thankfully not a witness to his frustration.

Everyone else has already left, so his only choice will be to tell Ice he'll be staying with him for the night. He groans, prepares himself mentally for what will most likely be a long, sleepless night and goes to open his door.

Just before he does though, there's a knock on his window that causes him to jump.

It's Jake. "Everything okay?"

"Car won't start," Bradley manages to say, shrugs like it's not a big deal.

"Want a ride?"

His instinctive answer is a quick no, but he takes a breath, and thinks about it. He doesn't have a change of clothes for Caroline. Buzz, her stuffed rabbit, is at home and if she wakes up in the night without it she'll throw a fit. There's also the tiny fact that she can't sleep anywhere unless it's her bed. He sighs, resigned, and nods. "That'd be great."

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The ride to his house is pretty awkward, but thankfully the radio is on so there's not much pressure to speak. A song he vaguely recognizes comes on and Jake starts humming under his breath.

It's a good song, and he feels himself start to relax into his seat. His eyes are constantly drawn the other man and after a couple minutes, he stops trying to avert them. He takes him in; his messy, soft hair, his beautiful green eyes that are focused on the road, his sharp nose, and the sharper jawline. He's perfect, beautiful, and now that Bradley has allowed himself to look, he can't look away.

"See something you like, Bradshaw?"

"Maybe." Inwardly, he curses his idiocy, but he also enjoys watching Hangman fumble the bag, just a little, at the admission. The other man's eyes flicker in his direction, and in a moment of bravery, Bradley doesn't look away. Jake looks away first, probably because he's driving, but Bradley takes it as a win anyway.

"Take a left here," he says after a few seconds.

Jake nods. Before he can tell him to, he takes a right. Bradley keeps quiet, tries and probably fails to keep his shock in check when Jake takes another right, and then they're outside Bradley and Caroline's house. "You know where I live."

Jake nods, looks him in the eyes. "Came here before-" he trails off, looks away. I win again, Bradley thinks but doesn't say. "Doesn't matter," Jake continues, "do you need help getting her inside?"

He doesn't let him get away with that slip of the tongue. "When did you come here?"

Jake stiffens, swallows thickly, "before the mission," he answers curtly.

"Why?"

"Bradshaw-"

"Tell me," he demands, "why were you here, Jake?"

The use of his first name must be jarring enough that he blurts out, "I had to make sure," he says softly.

God, getting him to talk about this is like pulling teeth. But having a kid has provided Bradley with a well of patience, so he waits him out.

"I had to make sure you were ready, Bradshaw," he grits out, teeth bared like he was ready for a fight.

Bradley's lips twitch up. "Mav thought I was ready, you thought you knew better than him?"

He shakes his head with a self deprecating huff of a laugh. "I don't know what I was thinking. Just wanted to make sure you weren't gonna get yourself killed up there."

Bradley grins. "Aw, Hangman, you do care."

He rolls his eyes. "Get outta here, man."

Bradley laughs, opens his door. Jake gets out, too. He rounds the car just as Bradley's taking Caroline out of her car seat. Tentatively, he reaches out and brushes her hair out of her face. His eyes are tender, and there's an odd look on Jake's face as he looks at his daughter. "She kinda looks like you," he mutters softly, then looks up, sees Bradley looking at him and clears his throat, "poor kid."

Bradley rolls his eyes, flips him the finger, though he does fumble with his daughter's bag and almost drops it to do it.

Jake just laughs.

"Hey, Hangman?"

He stops just before he opens his door. "Yeah?"

"Thank you."

Jake lifts up a hand, waves once, then gets in the car.

[arbitrarygreay]

Thoughts on Altair

Skipped any numbers that overlap with Vega

Camera really loves SakuRio, while Maria is probably the best figure to watch from stage view (magical Eripon dancing aside).

Goodness, they really beat the formation sync into MM, as a group performance they're a cut above everyone else in H!P. You can always watch MM in the wide view and they impress. They don't need the VTR. (And this is with most groups in H!P fielding noobs right now, including MM.)

Please UF don't ruin Byonz with forever rotating lineup. Their chemistry is so good, they vibe with their own music so much, and that unified identity is gold. H!P needs a singular group that wins on stability (which by definition should not be MM, no matter how long 9th-11th took their fucking sweet time about it).

Speaking of fuck, UF is really going to make me pay attention to Tsubaki's music, won't they. Fuck. You can't make me care about the members, though. (Juice=Juice's music also continues to be solid, but it's pretty easy to ignore because they are like categorically unable to be weird/do unconventional things, whereas the Tsubaki songs catching my ear are not only pushing the boundaries of what music H!P can put out, but also retaining a way with the composition that is more than just "smooth", unlike what I've complained about with some Angerme offerings.)

The shuffles on Altair were way more interesting than Vega.

Moshimo still excellence, and these main vocalists recognizing that. Yuichi stay winning. Nishida making this franchise her bitch increasingly likely, and I'll support it.

Um. I think. I like my own reggaeton mashup version of C/C better than the SIOOM arrangement? Damn, Tojima Yusuke really missed the mark there. This is the dark side of maximalism.

Matenai After Five my beloved. Although seeing TGS take on the jazz dance choreo on so expertly does show some of the gaps in some of the members' experience here. Some lack that musical jazz-hands swag. Which might go to some of the sync issues I mentioned in the Vega post, as I don't need strict lockstep sync, loose sync will do just as well, which can mostly only be learned by doing more songs like this, without a driving electronic beat as a crutch. You sink/sync or swim learning how to groove. They get a little bit of it through the funk/disco songs, or the cute songs, but not wholly.

I will certainly say, there are few things more boring than shuffles doing an EDM song. All it reflects is the participating members desperately wanting to do what they think is cool, not realizing that most such songs totally squish out any personality for anyone involved, that they cannot put their stamp on the performance, so I have little reason to pay any attention compared to the other types of songs.

Kamiko really is something else, isn't she. She turned that corner all those years ago, and never looked back. Growing into a true soloist-capable diva more and more every tour, totally dominating her stages, and she knows it, which only makes her even more powerful a presence. The JOY in her performances!

Ocha Norma has some throwback H!P energy in some ways, which is really interesting when comparing them to Byonz. Byonz feels like a successor to CG, whereas ON is harking more like to Berikyuu vibes sometimes. At the same time, both groups are clearly trying to avoid the mistakes that put the Mobekimasu era in the Dark Ages. Obviously the members having grown up in the post-Kpop era and social media era plays a role in that, because that performance edge boosts the vibe of the performances in ways that Berryz could never pull off once their rookie energy wore off. Besides which that ON is not limited to the cheese, which probably helps a lot with their attitudes towards the cuter songs. They can take them as the palate cleansers that they are, instead of as a career-limiting straitjacket. Meanwhile, Byonz vibe with their cute songs because Byonz is like literally the theater club kids group of H!P? So their cute songs are pointedly a persona they can be Extra at. Their cute song performances have that pro-wrestling audience-in-on-it wink to them. Playing to the rafters.

Tsubaki pull off their Takui song in the same way as I noted for Ocha Norma above, getting to enjoy it as a palate cleanser. Juice=Juice does not do a cute song this tour, reinforcing my side-eyeing of their vibes (see: my distaste of their Down Town PV).

Oh hey, Oda learned to back off during the One Two Three adlib, instead straining for it! Good for her.

[prismatica-the-strange]

Bite Me | It's Not Your Fault, Love

Warnings: Show typical violence and gore, blood, angst, death (More or less)

After being cured and striking out on her own, Cori is dragged back into the world of the undead, and a stray bullet changes everything.

Song: Kiss It Better by He Is We

Word Count: 2.4k

She doesn't know how it happened or who did it. But a few weeks ago she woke up on Ravi and Moajor's couch and she was alive, not undead, actually alive.

After a brief period of not knowing who she was finally able to get her own place. And a few weeks later, she was out getting coffee, relishing the ability to taste it again.

Then, on the way home, she was grabbed by someone she hadn't seen, a pinch in the neck and everything went black.

When she wakes up, she has no clue where she is and she's shackled to the wall across from her friend Don E, who she's seen look better.

It's been nearly 24 hours, whatever brain he was has started wearing off, and he finally seems to recognize her.

"Hey, D?" The chains binding her to the wall clink when she wraps her arms around her legs.

"What C?" He growls.

"No matter how this turns out, I hope you know we're friends," She smiles at him, "And I'm okay with whatever happens."

She's been put there as bait while the rednecks outside their cell starve him.

"I uh," he groans, "I appreciate that."

"Ehh," He shrugs the best he can, "The moment Blaine finds out what happened and figures out where you are, he'll come in all guuuns blazing to get you."

"Yeah, I'm not so sure," She mutters, "We didn't break things off in good terms, and I didn't exactly leave any room for interpretation the last time I spoke to him."

"Yeah, I know, but he's so hung up on you that won't matter."

The next few hours are uneventful, she's already realized Ravi is just as much kidnapped as they are.

Don E tugs at the straps securing him to the pipe, looking much more zombie-esque.

"Fuck," He groans, "I don't wanna kill you Cori."

He sounds so pained.

"Good, cause I don't want you to kill me," She says jokingly, trying to lighten the mood even a little.

"H-hey, before I go total Romero," He swallows hard, "I... I want you to know I'm sorry for bailing when Blaine... y'know?

She nods.

"Our friendship means more to me than and I want you to know that."

"You wanna grab some drinks once this is over?" She chuckles.

"Yeah... yeah that sounds fun."

There's less chat after that as his vocabulary dwindles to mostly grunting and growling.

Cori hums to herself to keep herself calm. She doesn't want to think about the fact that she only just became human again and that one of her best friends is going to kill her because of it.

She wishes she had done things differently, done more for herself. Set better boundaries with Blaine earlier in their relationship and not let him get away with so much.

She wishes she'd gone to her grandmother's birthday three months ago, that she had smoothed things over with her mom.

She wishes she had fewer regrets.

She wishes she could tell Blaine she still loved him despite everything. That, yes, even now, knowing exactly where it's lead her, she would do it all over again just to know he knows he's loved.

It won't be much longer. She can see Don E starting to go feral.

Their captors start getting excited, having something planned for the near milestone 100,000 viewers.

"Get up you damn drunk! Let's go light up a zombie and watch 'im go coocoo for cocoa puffs!" They hear Harley yell.

"Well D," She tries to stop her lip from trembling as the guys in the other room countdown with the viewers, "It was great knowing you."

Ravi tries to stop them. He blocks the doorway and begs them not to not be stupid, but it doesn't work.

Cori backs up against the wall when Don E yells out taunts, too lost at this point to realize it's a bad idea.

She wants to go home. Wants to curl up in bed and have her biggest problem be how much she misses her ex, not this.

Ravi falls to the floor in front of her when Harley pistol whips him.

"They're killing machines you dumn sumbitch!" He yells, leading the others into the makeshift cage.

She stands up, back still against the wall.

"Please don't do this," She says, but he ignores her.

"Those things killed our brother, they'll kill us all," He nods to Beau, "Do it."

Before her can turn back to Don E, Cori wraps one of her chains around Harley's neck, pulling it tight.

"What the hell are you-"

He shouts when she kicks the back of his knee, knocking making him drop.

"I'd put those guns down if I were you," She warns, when they all aim at her, "I have no problem killing your little ring leader here."

She pulls them tighter and Harley starts to choke, grabbing at the metal links crushing his windpipe.

She pushes his body forward with her knee, adding pressure.

"Let Don E and I go, and I'll consider only adding a little extra brain damage."

Harley's face starts turning blue.

"Fuck you," Beau lunges at them, jamming the cattle prod into her side.

Her body seizes, chain slipping from her hold and Harley falls to the floor coughing.

Cori collapses behind him trying to force her body to inhale.

Don E is struggling harder now, starved and now pissed that they hurt her.

"Little bitch deserves to have her brain eaten," He scowls, voice strained, "Get on with it."

Don E screams when he's electrocuted, pulling against his binds.

They almost don't notice the bangs at the door over the sound of him and the clanging pipes.

When one of the guys goes to investigate, the glass window shatters and an arm reaches in, grabs his collar, and slams him against the door, knocking him out.

From there, all hell breaks loose.

Someone drops a smoke grenade through the skylight before they come crashing down behind it.

Her vision is blurred from the pain and smoke, but even in full rage mode she knows that voice. She gets to her feet and presses herself against the wall so she doesn't get stepped on.

There are gunshots, shouts, and more breaking glass.

Blaine grabs Harley's leg and he panic fires half his clip.

Liv comes rushing in before the one with the shot gun gets her in the back and she collapses.

The last three shots of Harley's clip go off, two of them hitting Blaine in the chest and stomach, making him fall back against the wall next to her.

Harley runs out of the cage, locking it shut behind him and flipping a switch.

Blaine isn't far behind him, moving to tear down the chain link but he shouts as soon as he touches it, electricity arcing trough him.

"I got something for you, boy. One in the head," Harley grins, watching him growl. He raises his gun and pulls the trigger, faces falling when it only clicks.

Blaine just grins back at him until he hears Cori's voice.

"Blaine?" She's quiet. He swears she almost sounds scared. Of him? No. She's never been scared of him before.

He turns to look at her and the rage drains from him, being immediately replaced with horror.

Her hand is pressed to her stomach, blood seeping from between her fingers and soaking into her pale yellow sweater.

She huffs out a small breath and her back slides down the wall.

"Heyheyheyheyhey," He rushes over to her, pulling her gently into his arms and lowering them both to the ground, "It's okay."

"I've got you," He says, tucking her hair behind her ear, "I'll make it better."

She shakes her head, catching his wrist when he goes to scratch her, "No."

"Cori," He looks at her, fear and confusion filling his eyes.

"I-I don't want to be that again."

He stares at her like she's insane, "It'll save your life!"

"I don't want to be a zombie again," She argues, "You didn't give me a choice last time. So respect it now."

Blaine's quiet for a moment but nods, pressing his hand on hers over the wound. She moans in pain when the added pressure causes pain to ripple through her.

There's more gunshots outside.

"Okay... okay. You'll be okay," He leans in and presses his lips to her forehead, "Everything's gonna be okay."

His hand is already drenched in her blood, fingers slipping between hers.

"I'm scared," She sniffles.

"Hey now," He pulls back to look at her, taking note of the tears in her eyes, "You're going to be fine, I promise. You don't need to cry."

"Come'ere," He holds her tighter, "I'll kiss it better, yeah? Kiss away the pain and make it all better."

He kisses her head, burying his nose in her hair and tries to hide his own terror from her.

He doesn't want to lose her, doesn't want to watch her die in his arms, unable to do anything to stop it.

"I love you."

The murmur of plan making behind him falls silent.

He can't stop his own tears and shaking breath, "Don't say goodbye. Please just- You're gonna be fine."

Her breathing begins to shallow and his grip tightens.

"Stay with me," He begs, voice cracking.

"Always," She promises.

Her body relaxes against him and he freezes, his blood running cold.

"Cori?"

The room is too quiet. The only noise being the slow, periodic beat of his heart and the sound of his breath picking up.

"Coriander wake up," He shakes her slightly, "Sweetheart please."

He pulls away, hands moving to cup her face. Her eyes are open but unfocused.

"Baby look at me," Blood streaks across her cheek, "Coriander look at me! Look at me baby, please!"

"Blaine-"

"Baby, wake up!"

Liv puts her hand on his shoulder, but he shrugs her off.

"Cori, sweetheart, please, please wake up," He runs his fingers through her hair and it sticks to the red on his hand, "Baby I-... I can't lose you."

"Blaine, she's-"

"No! She promised," He shouts. His thumb strokes her cheek, "Stay with me. Cori, stay with me. Baby, you promised... You promised."

A terrifyingly empty feeling washes over him as the quiet settles in. She's dead.

The thought of never hearing her voice again, never seeing her smile, it make him sick.

"No..."

He can't do that. He won't do that. He needs her. Her hands in his hair, her breath on his skin.

Before anyone realizes what he's doing he runs his nail across Cori's cheek, breaking the skin.

He waits with bated breath as the others berate him for going against her wishes.

Please wake up. Please wake up. Please wake up.

She suddenly inhales, eyelids fluttering, and he lets out a shuttering sob.

He pulls her into a vice-like hug, his face against her neck while he cries and hiccups against her skin.

"Blaine?"

He squeezes his eyes shut at the sound of her voice. It worked.

She's confused for a moment, looking around at everyone as they stare at her with wide, wet eyes. Then it dawns at her.

"I told you, I didn't want to be a-"

"I couldn't," His voice is muffled because he refuses to move, "I'm sorry, couldn't let you die."

She pushes his chest, angry tears forming in her eyes, "My life isn't something you get to just play with!"

"I love you too much to live without you."

Her anger turns to shock at his words.

"I know I never said it. I never..." He leans back, hands still on her shoulders when he sighs. His face is tear-streaked, "I never told you I loved you. But I do. I love you. I love you so much it hurts."

"So no actually, I'm not sorry," He says, "Because even if you hate me for the rest of your life, at least you're alive to do it. And that's enough for me."

"I don't hate you," She admits and he lets out a tearful laugh.

"Good," He smiles when she falls back into his arms, "Because I was totally bluffing, it would destroy me if you did."

The others go back to trying to find a way out while he holds her.

Minutes later there's a barrage of footsteps and the door bursts open. In floods a troop of Fillmore Graves soldiers with big guns.

Blaine's eyes turn red when they point them at them, pulling Cori closer.

Everything calms down when they realize one of the soldiers is Major and he helps clear thing up.

Blaine refuses to let her leave his side, terrified that if he takes his eyes or hands off her for even a minute he'll lose her again.

His hand is wrapped tightly around hers as they listen to Chase Graves give a rundown of what happened while she was... Well, dying.

He's given her his jacket, because not only is it a chilly night, but she's freezing after the amount of blood she lost.

When he finishes he looks over at them, "And who are you?"

"I'm the guy that just saved a zombie from getting tortured and killing a kidnapped human on the internet."

"Kidnapped human?"

"Former human," Cori explains, "Coriander Moes. This is Blaine."

"Blaine McDonough, owner and proprietor of The Scratching Post."

They talk for a bit, then Blaine leads her back inside to check on Don E.

"Hey, you guys want in on this?" Don E asks, referring to the cracked skull he's eating out of when he sees them.

"Yes!"

Blaine chuckles when she pulls him over. He sits on the floor next to the body, leaning up against the step, and pats his leg.

The adjust and she eventually settles between his legs, one of his arms hooked loosely around her neck.

He can't stop staring at her, even with her mouth and fingers coated in the blood of some crazy hick as she messily eats his brain, she's the most beautiful tonight that he's ever seen.

He leans in to kiss her temple, soaking in her warmth.

"Don't scare me like that again, yeah?" He asks in a loving whisper, "You're everything to me, Cor. You're my everything."