#and all of those albums are good so like what're you gonna do

[ilyasorokinn]

mary's song (oh my my my) , quinn hughes

note, this fic is part of the "taylor's version" series, but all the pieces in that series are stand alone. a side note, i might use the whole song or just a quote for the fic. i also might not use the entire verse. just depends. sorry if that's confusing. feel free to ask questions. another note, okay i haven't touched this series in literally a year, but i will try to write it more. i'm still excited about it and want to write it! so, i'm starting out with a popular player so you all get excited lol pair, quinn hughes x reader summary, a fic based on "mary's song (oh my my my)" from taylor swift's debut taylor swift album. warnings, none :) word count, 2494 words

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she said, "i was seven and you were nine" i looked at you like the stars that shine in the sky, the pretty lights and our daddies used to joke about the two of us growing up and falling in love and our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes and said, "oh my, my, my"

You lived right down from the Hughes family. Your parents were good friends so you spent lots of time with their family growing up. So, growing up you, your brother, and the Hughes boys would have tons of playdates and would go to the park together.

Growing up so closely with them, little Y/N did develop a crush on her neighbor Quinn. Everyone around you, all the adults, could tell. Kids weren't exactly subtle with their feelings.

One summer night, you were all in your backyard, post-barbeque. All the adults were sitting in lawn chairs, watching the five of you play. Well, it was more like Quinn, Jack, and your older brother Y/B/N, were playing and you were sitting in the grass watching all of them while baby Luke was asleep in his mom's lap.

They were trying to play a game of hockey, but the numbers weren't even. No one wanted to be goalie, so it was just one on one on one, "This would've been easier if you'd play, Y/N." Your brother pointed out.

"Leave her alone," Quinn spoke up in your honor.

"Yeah." You butted in, glaring at your brother.

Your dad chuckled as he watched you watch Quinn's every move, "What?" Your mom asked.

"Y/N. She's always watching Quinn." Jim and Ellen looked over and saw you watching Quinn.

"Can you imagine if those two ever got together?" Jim joked, sharing a laugh with your dad.

"That'll be the day." Your dad clinked his beer with Jim. Your mom and Ellen shared a look, before rolling their eyes and shaking their heads.

take me back to the house in the backyard tree said you'd beat me up, you were bigger than me you never did, you never did take me back when our world was one block wide i dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried just two kids, you and i oh my, my, my, my

"Come on," Quinn called after you. He knocked on your door one day after school and told you to follow after him. So, you did. You ran as fast as your legs could take you, but you still couldn't keep up with him.

"Come on, you're so slow." Quinn groaned, slowing down for a second, "If you don't run any faster, I'm gonna beat you up." You couldn't tell if he was joking, so you stopped running.

"Y/N, what're you doing?"

"You said you were gonna beat me up." You narrowed your eyes at him.

"Cause you're moving too slow." He whined, "I wasn't actually going to beat you up. I was just joking."

"Well, it wasn't funny." You started running again alongside him before you finally made it to the treehouse in the Hughes's backyard.

You and Quinn finally made it to the tree and looked up at the treehouse then looked back to each other, "You go first." You pushed him up in front of the ladder.

"No, you." He grabbed your arm and shoved you towards the ladder.

"You." You managed to get your arm back and push him back in front of the ladder. He finally cracked and began climbing up the ladder. Once he was halfway up, you began your descent up.

Once you were both up, you sat down on the ground together, "So, why did you bring me up here?"

"Just wanted to hang out." He shrugged, "We always hang out with Jack and Y/B/N. It's never just the two of us."

"Well, what do you want to do?" You asked, posing a good question.

"Truth or dare?"

"It's not fun when it's just the two of us." You frowned.

"Then we'll just have to think of really good truth or dares," Quinn stated.

"Fine." You crossed your arms, "I dare you to..." You pursed your lips as you thought about it, "... kiss me."

"Kiss you?" Quinn repeated.

"Yeah." You nodded.

"Well..." Quinn hesitated, "Okay." He shrugged and leaned in, lips pursed. When you realize he was serious, you quickly stood up and climbed down the ladder of the treehouse as quickly as you could.

"Y/N? What the heck?" Quinn called down.

"I have to go!" You shouted, running all the way home and shutting the door loudly when you got home.

i was sixteen when suddenly i wasn't that little girl you used to see but your eyes still shined like pretty lights and our daddies used to joke about the two of us they never believed we'd really fall in love and our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes and said, "oh my, my, my"

Somewhere in between the playfights, childish dares, and first days of school, the five of you grew up. Your brother and Quinn had graduated the year previous and were getting ready for college.

Y/B/N, being the responsible older brother, was in charge of driving you to school. So, on the morning of the first day of school, you both walked out to the car.

"Hey, Y/N, Y/B/N!" Ellen hollered, "Why don't we get a picture of all five of you together?"

"Mom," Jack whined.

"Just one photo," Ellen reassured. You all got into position and smiled, "All right, see, you're all done." She turned off the camera, "All right you three, have a great day." She kissed both her kid's heads before hugging both you and your brother.

"Bye, Q." You waved.

"Bye, Y/N/N." He waved back.

"So, what're you gonna do with all your spare time now?" Ellen asked, watching as the four of you drove off.

"Probably sulk 'cause Y/N's not gonna be around." Jim joked.

"Shut up." Quinn tried to hide his laugh as he made his way back inside the house.

"Y/N and Quinn, sittin' in a tree." Jim teased, following Quinn inside the house.

-

You smiled to yourself as one of the little girls in your neighborhood chased a boy around the yard, "Proposition for you." You jumped when you heard Quinn and quickly turned around to find him joining you at the picnic table.

"All right." You nodded.

"You go on a date with me."

"Oh, yeah? And what do I get in return?"

"An awesome free dinner paid for by me." He flashed you a smile.

You pretended to ponder it and think about it, "I guess that sounds nice."

"You guess?" Quinn balked.

"I guess." You shrugged watching his reaction shift from excited to confused, "I'm kidding." You then watched him break out into a nervous laugh.

"Oh, cool." He tried to play it off as if he wasn't freaking out inside.

Your parents were, once again, sitting in lawn chairs, watching you and Quinn awkwardly flirt, "Our babies are growing up." Your mom spoke dramatically.

"All grown up." Ellen nodded.

"Never thought he had in him, I gotta admit." Both your dad's kept talking and laughing about how you and Quinn were finally getting together.

take me back to the creek beds we turned up 2 a.m. riding in your truck and all i need is you next to me take me back to the time we had our very first fight the slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight you stayed outside till the morning light oh my, my, my, my

When Quinn would come back from school, he would always come over in the early hours of the morning and he would whisk you away to the place you had designated as your spot.

"Shooting star." You pointed up to the sky. You were both laying on the hood of his car, looking up at the sky. You looked over at him, only to find that he wasn't looking up at the sky but at you, "Why aren't you looking at the sky."

"Cause you're my whole world." Your heart soured and turned your head to the side so he wouldn't see the shy smile making its way onto your face.

"You sure know how to make a girl feel special, Quinn Hughes." You leaned into him. He only hummed, pressing a kiss to your head as you continued to look up at the sky.

-

You had little spats before, tiny disagreements here and there, but your first fight, it was something you never wanted to experience again.

"Are you serious right now?" You spat.

"I just don't get why you're making such a big thing out of this." Quinn shrugged.

"Quinn, this is big. I was gonna introduce you to all my friends and you just didn't show up."

"I'm sorry, I just lost track of time." He shoved his hands into the pockets of his pants.

"Quinn..."

"What do you want me to say?"

"Anything!" You shouted, "I want you to give me a better explanation than you just forgot."

"It's the truth!" He raised his voice.

You scoffed, "I'm done." You raised your hands in surrender.

"What do you mean "you're done"?" Quinn asked.

"I mean I'm tired. We're going in circles and getting nowhere, so I'm gonna go home." You rubbed your eyes and headed for the door, "We can talk in the morning."

He stared at you, silent as he tried to figure out what he was gonna say next, but when no words came out, you walked out the door.

The next morning, you woke up and didn't want to move," Good morning." Your mother knocked before entering.

You groaned, turning away from her and trying to go back to sleep, "Before you fall back asleep, just thought you'd want to know there's someone waiting for you on the porch."

You quirked a brow before pushing the covers off and making your way out to the porch of your house where Quinn was laying, asleep, a couple blankets thrown across him.

You stared at him frozen, "He was here all night."

"How do you know?"

"Heard someone on the porch last night, came out this morning, and saw him." Your mom explained before closing the door and giving you both some privacy.

You sat down on the step next to him and just watched him for a second before gently waking him up, "Q." You whispered, shaking him gently.

He moved, rubbing his eyes, before opening them and locking eyes with you, "Hey." He yawned.

"Hi." You smiled, "Heard you were here all night."

"Yeah." He stretched a little before sitting up and giving you all his attention, "I didn't really like the way things ended last night."

"Me either." You sighed.

"I'm really sorry, Y/N. I really did lose track of time, and by the time i realized what time it was, the dinner was over, and I know it's a sucky excuse, but it's the truth."

"I might've been a little harsh. There's another get-together in like a week..."

"I'll be there." He cut you off with a firm nod of his head.

"I know you will." You smiled, reaching over and squeezing his hand.

a few years had gone and come around we were sitting at our favorite spot in town and you looked at me, got down on one knee

After you had graduated from college, you moved up to Vancouver with Quinn and got a job at a hospital. You both got into a nice comfortable routine.

During the break, you went home to visit family and celebrate the holidays. Before you could even breathe, you were both wrapped in a million hugs by both sets of parents.

"It's nice to see you too, Mom." You chuckled, hugging her.

"How's work? Tell me all about it." You were whisked off to the kitchen table where Ellen quickly followed and you were soon immersed in a deep conversation about all the gossip you had missed while you were gone.

After dinner, everyone retreated to their own spaces so you and Quinn headed out to the treehouse that was somehow still standing in the Hughes' backyard.

"I can't believe this is still standing." You laughed as you climbed to the top.

You laid back and looked up at the stars, "We used to come up here all the time, remember?"

"How could I forget? We'd come up here and you'd tell me all those crazy facts about the solar system."

"I knew you probably didn't understand anything I was saying, but you being there, it was sweet." You leaned over and kissed his cheek.

"Listen, I have a proposition." You smiled.

"All right." You nodded.

"Marry me." He stated.

Your eyes widened and your mouth opened in shock, "Are you serious?"

"So serious." He nodded, pulling out a ring box from his pocket and popping it open.

"Quinn Hughes..." You couldn't find the words you were so speechless.

"What do you say? You and me forever?"

"God, of course. Is that even a question?" You tackled him in a hug, "You're crazy." You laughed, letting him slip the ring on your finger.

take me back to the time when we walked down the aisle our whole town came and our mamas cried you said, "i do", and i did too

Quinn felt like he was going to explode with nerves, "Dude, calm down." He looked out into the crowd and literally everyone you knew was there. Every grandparent, aunt, uncle, former coaches, current coaches, teammates, former teammates, everyone.

"This is worse than my first game." He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves.

"You're gonna be fine." Jack reassured, flattening his tie, "Just breathe." He took another deep breath, "There you go."

"All right." He shook off his nerves the best he could and stood straight at the front. The music started and the doors opened. The bridesmaids and groomsmen walked in, then everyone stood.

He felt his breathing hitch as he saw you walk in. You smiled at him and every nerve in his body, he felt it disappear instantly. You met him at the altar, and kissed your dad on the cheek, watched him shake Quinn's hand, then handed your bouquet off to your maid of honor.

The reception felt like it went by too quickly, "Do you Quinn Hughes take Y/N Y/L/N to be your wife?"

"I do." Quinn nodded.

"And do you, Y/N Y/L/N, take Quinn Hughes to be your husband?" You could hear both your mothers' crying and being comforted by your fathers.

"I do." You nodded.

"Then by the power vested in me, you may now kiss." You couldn't help the smile on your face when you both leaned in for the first kiss. You linked hands as you made your way back down the aisle, big smiles on both of your faces.

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Hi Slug!

Could you translate positive my life, please? 🥺🥺

Hello Slug. I hope this finds you well but may I ask if you may be able to translate Hifumis solo, “ポジティブ my life” from the Block Party album? Thank you very much.

Sure thing! Under a cut for length.

The playful tone is crucial to the source, so a similar goofiness is present in the translation. With that said, I'm not adding anything extra for silliness. Some light fluffing on vague lines to convey (what I'm understanding as) the meaning. No attention paid to line length, rhyme, or rhythm.

Heya, friendos! (Hey there, Hifumi!) Hm? Gosh, you seem like a bunch of gloomy Guses today. Wait, I have an idea! Let's play a game! I'm logging in to Buddy Quest and speedrunning character creation so we can get to the open world and goof off! (Heck yeah!) We gotta turn all those frowns upside down. So what're we gonna do? Set off on an adventure to make new friends! I may not be able to claim the hero's sword. I may not have it in me to smile all the time. But my friendships and the good vibes we make together are the best equipment I could ever ask for. Yeah, yeah, yeah! There's no one like my party! We're friends! (Friends!) And even if we lose at the end of the day, we still all have each other. I cast SMILE. It's super effective! Next thing you know, you're one of us--YOU have joined the party! A full, amazing party! (We! Are! Hoods!) If you're a top player? Sweet! Let's live it up tonight! Yeepers, that was a close one. Almost ran out of HP! (Positive! Up! My life!) Or if you're more of a novice? No sweat. We'll carry you! Either way, let's "positive up" my life! (And yours!) [1] All righty! We're kilin' it. Keep it up, gang! Next up: lemme run you through how I "positive up" my life. Step 1: Take a cool selfie, upload it to the character creator, and let the game handle the rest. See? Looks just like me. (Sure does!) Step 2: Forget the haters. If the vibes are rancid, I don't wanna hear it! (Yeah, yeah!) Step 3: We all have tough days sometimes. But you gotta try to smile anyway. Because you're braved and you're loved, y'know? Once you realize how much your friends care for you, I know you'll get back up and keep fighting that good fight! (Get 'em, Hifumin!) Step 4: Sometimes, you just can't get past that next level. But don't you ever give up. Hit that CONTINUE button, you hear? (Positive! Up! My Life!) Because we still all have each other and the good vibes we make together in our full, amazing party! (We! Are! Hoods!) Ah ha! So you're the final boss. [2] Say, you know what? You wanna be friends? (Positive! Up! My life!) We can still beat the game together, and no one has to get hurt this way. So what do you say? "Positive up" my life? (And yours?)

[1] There's a slight joke/nuance here that I'm a bit stumped as to how to convey naturally in English. The terms he uses to describe different playing styles (魅せプ) (lit. enchanting play style) and (姫プ) (lit. princess play style) are evocative of his host role as someone who "enchants" clients often referred to as princesses. This suggests he's speaking to a woman, which ties into the final verse of the song that uses the same format. [2] Not the same "you" he's singing to in the song. The difference in tone suggests it's Honobono.

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Hi!! First and foremost, I love your writing!! Don’t know if you’re still up for requests, but I was wondering if you’d be able to do an Eddie x reader where they’re kind of going through a rough patch and she writes silver springs about him? She pitches it to the band for the album and billy is reluctant but everyone agrees bc it’s good. No one knows who the song is about except for Eddie. (Years later they all laugh about it) And then she performs it to him on tour like Stevie nicks did. Super angsty and everyone is like wtf is happening. Ends with fluff!! Somehow lol. I’ve been listening to way too much Fleetwood Mac. Thank you so much!!!

So. Its been approximately...14 months since I wrote. But I was reading my drafts and realized I never posted this one. And I kind of really like it. So take this as a early holiday gift, and enjoy. reblogs and hearts are always appreciated :) - alex

Silver Springs

eddie roundtree/loving x f!reader

description: req! - word count: 2.7k

The hotel room next to yours was so loud. You couldn't keep your eyes closed for more than a few minutes. There was a sudden bang against the wall against the head of your bed. You groaned, sitting up and turning your table lamp on. Eddie was still missing, likely in the other room.

You sighed, head sitting in your hands, arms resting against your knees. It had been getting hard for you, going up each night and performing to a new crowd, just to return to the hotel room and have to wait another two hours for your boyfriend to return to your shared room. And you didn't want to be that girlfriend, the one who was clingy, never wanted him to have fun with the rock lifestyle. And it wouldn't be an issue, if it wasn't for the way he pulled away from you in front of others, the way he had begun avoiding your kisses and compliments.

It left you confused for the moments when he'd kiss you, the way his arms snaked around your body as you two slept, or the way that he place his hand against yours when you and the band sat on the bus.

The door to your room shook, pushed open and allow a disheveled Eddie to waltz in, hand empty beer bottle in his hand. He smiled when he saw you sat up in bed, crawling to your side, hand quick to wipe your hair away from your face, light kisses following suite.

"Hey angel, what're you doing up?" He sighed, attempting to rest his head against your shoulder. You pulled away quickly, standing up from the bed, and walking away.

Eddie felt a pang in his chest, like something hit him deep inside. You stood at the foot of the bed, pacing, trying to carefully put together your thoughts.

"I have a question." Was all that you could muster out before a tears teased at your eyes.

Eddie moved himself to the edge, guiding you by your elbows to face him, standing between his legs. "Anything. What's wrong?" he asked, his hands grasped softly at your chemise dress, fingers travelling between the folds.

You looked to him, face painted in worry and confusion. "Do you love me?"

His eyes met yours, gaze painted with intense questioning. "Why are you even asking me that? Of course, I do."

"Then say it." You whispered.

Silence. Nothing filled the room but the bumps of the other room, and the breathing between you and your lover. He didn't move. His eyes searched rapidly, looking for what, you couldn't tell. You pulled away, taking a step back, his grasp hardly attempting to keep you nearby.

"I think you should go. I'm gonna...I need time." You stared at the ground, eyes tracing the shapes of the carpet. You wouldn't do this front of him. You would not cry, or yell, about any of it. Not now. When his eyes were red and wild, his breath layered with a mask of whiskey and vodka.

Eddie stood up. He rubbed his face, silent. He didn't mean to be. He wanted so desperately to say those three words back to you. To wrap his arms around you and kiss you as long as you'd let him. But he found himself caught, the words like knives scratching against his throat.

He took his leave, grabbing the jacket you'd bought him a few months ago, the first tour stop in Reno, Nevada.

It had caught your eye because of the color of the leather, a dark navy that reflected the light of the shop nicely. Combing the shelf until you found one is his size you picked it up, smoothing the shape over with your hand.

When you climbed on the tour bus Eddie had locked himself in the room farthest back. You knocked, the package wrapped nicely, hidden behind your figure. When he opened it a smile crawled slyly onto his face, arms wrapping around you and pulling you flush against him. He spun you around, closing and relocking the door behind him.

"I missed you," He whispered, head buried in the crook of your neck.

You smiled, pushing him back, sitting on the edge of the bed. "We were together all morning, I've been gone for what, two hours?" You giggled, pulling the package from around you, holding it up to him.

He smiled, hands wrapping around the paper wrapping. He sat next to you, fingers careful to untie the string bow. He pulled the jacket out, fingers digging into the skin of it, eyes twinkling.

"For me, honey?" You nodded, smiling brightly, quite proud of yourself. Eddie wasn't one to show deeper emotions, to get excited for an unexpected gift. You liked doing little things for him like this, it was nice to see him light up.

"Aw baby, I love it. Thank you." He wrapped his arm around your waist, placing a soft kiss at your temple.

Things had seemed so simple, so much warmer and brighter. So why had it changed? He was tender and soft with you, kept you close. And now he couldn't even look you in the eyes as you threw him out.

That night you tossed and turned, unable to decide if you should let tears flow or screams out.

You couldn't sleep tossing and turning over once again to face the patio doors. The moon was bright that night, lighting up your room, reflecting off the pool. You took a deep breath, thinking against the soft sheets, words beginning to form in your mind. You sat up, turning up your lamp, pulling your tattered journal from the drawer.

The next morning you were up bright and early. You did your hair, your makeup, putting up your best jeans. You strode out of the hotel with confidence, making your way down to the studio. No doubt the only ones that would be there would be Billy and Camilla, maybe a sudden appearance from Warren. You could only hope Eddie would be too hungover to show up.

When you pushed the door open you caught a glimpse of Camilla, foot tapping to the beat the Warren and Graham were hammering out. You smiled, walking over to her. She saw you, immediately stretching her arms out to you, pulling you into a tight hug.

"How're you doin sweetie?" She whispered, taking your hands into her own.

"I'm okay. I just wish things were different. Or that I could read his mind."

"Don't we all." She laughed. "Billy's in the back. I don't think Eddie's coming in till about three."

You nodded, making your way through the back doors and beelining straight to the tall Dunne brother.

"I have a song and I want to record it."

He glanced up, his fingers resting against the guitar neck. "What?"

"I wrote something last night, and I want to record it, and put it on the album."

"Thats not how that works. Daisy and I already have songs figured out." Warren, Graham, and Karen walked over. Karen wrapped an arm around you, taking the book from your hands. She turned to the mark page, tapping her foot along to the few notes you'd scratched over the page.

"Billy, this is pretty good. I love it." She smiled, handing the books off to the three boys, each taking their time reading the words.

"Didn't know you had all this in you." Warren laughed.

"Well either way, Eddie and Daisy won't be back until later, so it's not like we're going to get anything done today anyway." Billy smiled, standing up.

"Let her record it baby!" The intercom squealed out. All of you turned to the window, a grinning Camilla giving a thumbs up. You turned back to Billy, eyes pleading with him.

He looked down at you, jaw clenched. "Alright," he sighed. "But we're not using more than two hours on this!"

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The next night was a show. You sat on the bus, playing with the loose strings the hung from your blue shawl. Your skirt had long been picked clean of its bedazzlements, and your anxiety was through the roof. Eddie and you had managed to avoid one another for the last two days, but now he sat across from you, taking turns staring at his hands then back at the floor of the tour bus. Not a word shared between you.

When Teddy called everyone off you rushed away, sticking close to Daisy's side, thanking her for letting you take the last show of the night. She giggled, squeezing your hand.

"Not a problem. Show him what he's missing." She winked, bumping her hips against yours.

The set played amazing. the crowd was electric, full of life, singing the words back to Billy and Daisy.

Billy finished the ending of 'Please' then turned to you. You nodded, placing your guitar in its stand.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen, you guys have an extra special performance tonight." The crowd cheered loudly; your ear's ringing as you removed your earpiece. "Tonight, you'll be hearing from someone a little different. Give it up!" He screamed into the mic, doing a dramatic wave with his hand towards you.

The crowd cheered louder as you got closer to the mic. You smiled and waved, giving a small bow towards them.

"Hey everyone! Alright so I asked Billy if I could sing this little song I wrote. It's called 'Silver Springs', something new for you all." You laughed, the crowed giving you another round of applause and claps.

"I hope you all enjoy this one as much as I do." You smiled. From behind your figure, you could feel Eddie's gaze. Eddie was shocked, caught off guard as you riled up the crowd. He smiled but was quick to look down.

He'd been beating himself up for the past two days, sitting, reflecting on the way he'd hurt you. He wanted so desperately to tell you he loved you back. And he did, truly, from the bottom of his heart. Since the day he'd seen you in the crowd at The Six's second show, and you'd let him buy you a drink. Part of him wanted to blame it on the way he had seen his own parents live, one ignoring the other at all times. Another thought was because of the way he had lived life with Camilla, unable to have her until it was too late.

But that wasn't fair to you. Not when you had treated him like the only boy in the world. The nights where you'd hold him close, let him breathe you in, wrap your fingers around his own, squeeze his hand before a night on stage. And for two days he wrestled with his head, until he finally realized: there was no justification. He had to take the lead, say sorry, and tell you exactly what he felt.

Karen started the soft melody of your song, taking the time to get the beat just right. No one had told Eddie anything about the song, when he showed up to the studio Billy handed him his music and told him to play. So he knew what to do. But he had no idea what you had planned.

The others joined in, taking their parts in stride. You took a deep breath, tapping your foot to the beat, letting the words fall out, just as you had practiced.

"You could be my silver spring, blue green colors flashing...

I would be your only dream, your shining autumn, ocean crashing..."

You carried on, taking the time to breath and calm yourself at the moments when it felt like you were choking on nothing. You couldn't bring yourself to look at him, not yet, despite feeling the eyes drilling into you to your left.

Until you reached the chorus. You gripped the microphone, removing it from the stand and turned to your left. He was watching you, the wind blowing against his hair so gently, eyes watching your movements, his hands gripping his guitar, his knees jerking to the beat of the music.

"Time cast a spell on you, but you won't forget me..." Eddie's face twisted, he glanced away for a moment, looking back to the others, before he turned back to you.

You took a step, then another, drifting towards him, "I know I could've loved you, but you would not let me..."

The band took up the rest of the backup vocals, as you sang along, leaning towards Eddie. You couldn't help it. And he did the same to you, playing the chords of his guitar, fingers aching as you sang, your hair flying crazy in the wind. The crowd cheered, and band looked at one another, confused, slowly clicking the pieces into place.

"Oh, was I such a fool?" You shook your head, pulling back, turning back to the crowd as your voice broke. You recovered, "I'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice can haunt you..."

The song fizzled out, the crowd cheering and clapping as you pulled away from the microphone, breathing heavily. A hand came to your shoulder, and you flipped around to find Daisy, smiling, he eyes searching your face.

You nodded, assuring her that you were okay, and she took the mic, announcing your name as the crowd went wild. You walked off the stage, not wanting to stick around for much longer. You tore off your ear piece, handing it to stage crew, then ran out to the tour bus. The crowd was so loud that the bus's walls hardly blocked them out. You went to the farthest cabin, shutting the door. Your make up was running no doubt, your hands were still shaking.

A soft knock pulled you back down to Earth. "I'm fine Camilla, really." You wiped your face, rolling your eyes at the smudged sparkles that decorated your hand.

"It's me." You stopped. Now you wished it was Camilla. "Please open the door baby." The voice was muffled, but it was undeniable. You swallowed your pride.

You opened the door, looking up at the man that stood on the other side. His eyes were wild, his breathing hard. He looked down at you. His hand reached up to your cheek, calloused fingers wiping it clean. You leaned into his touch, eyes fluttering shut as you took in his heat.

"I'm so sorry-" His voice cracked, and you opened your eyes to find him tearing up, his eyes softer. He feel to his knees, hands gripping your hips, fingers bunching up your skirt. His head pressed against your middle, and you couldn't help by run your fingers through his hair, shaggy golden brown strands shaking as he let out small sniffles. He looked up at you then, his eyes red, pleading and desperate.

"I love you. I love you with everything that I am and everything I hope to be. I would give it all up tomorrow, or work myself to death for you, you would only need to say that words." He stood up then, his hands reaching for your face, holding you softly. "I'm an idiot. I don't know why I couldn't say it before, but I will spend everyday making up for it, for the rest of time, if you let me."

You smiled, a soft one, that barely crinkled your eyes. "You are an idiot." He broke a smile at that one, laughing as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling your body flush against his own.

"I'm so sorry baby." He said again, quieter this time, whispering so only you could hear it. Because you hearing it was all that mattered to him.

You nodded. "I love you Eddie. And I want us to work. I want my life with you. But I need more. I want your hands all over me, everywhere we go. I want you to run off stage and for you to let me kiss you even when your groupies are hanging over the whole tour bus." He chuckled, his chest vibrating against yours.

"Those groupies don't mean shit. Not when I've got the prettiest girl in the room." He smiled crookedly, leaning down to catch your lips in a delicate kiss, breathing you in.

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

[lovesongbracket]

Reminder: Vote based on the song, not the artist or specific recording! The tracks referenced are the original artist, aside from a few rare cases where a cover is the most widely known.

Lyrics, videos, info, and notable covers under the cut. (Spotify playlist available in pinned post)

Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy

Written By: Freddie Mercury

Artist: Queen

Released: 1976

The song was the eighth track on their album “A Day At The Races” which was released in 1976. The song also appeared on “Queens First EP” released in 1977. The song is about how Freddie is an old-fashioned lover, taking his partners on old-school dates such as dancing or dinner, also hinting at the fact that he is a good lover.

[Verse 1] I can dim the lights and sing you songs Full of sad things We can do the tango, just for two I can serenade and gently play On your heart strings Be a Valentino, just for you [Chorus] "Ooh love, ooh lover boy What're you doing tonight? Hey boy" Set my alarm, turn on my charm That's because I'm a good old-fashioned lover boy [Verse 2] Ooh, let me feel Your heartbeat (Grow faster, faster) Ooh, can you feel my love heat? (Ohh) Come on and sit on my hot seat of love And tell me how do you feel, right after all I'd like for you and I to go romancing Say the word, your wish is my command [Chorus] “Ooh love, ooh lover boy What're you doing tonight? Hey boy” Write my letter, feel much better I'll use my fancy patter on the telephone [Bridge] When I'm not with you, think of you always I miss you (I miss those long hot summer nights) When I'm not with you, think of me always Love you, love you Hey boy where do you get it from? Hey boy where did you go? I learned my passion in the good old-fashioned School of lover boys [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] Dining at the Ritz, we'll meet at nine (One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine o'clock) precisely I will pay the bill, you taste the wine Driving back in style in my saloon will do quite nicely Just take me back to yours, that will be fine (Come on and get it) [Chorus] Ooh love (There he goes again) Ooh lover boy (Who's my good Old-fashioned lover boy?) (Ooh ooh) What're you doing tonight? Hey boy! Everything's all right, just hold on tight That's because I'm a good old Fashioned (Fashioned) lover boy

Careless Whisper

Written By: Andrew Ridgeley & George Michael

Artist: George Michael/Wham!

Released: 1984

Although officially released by Wham!, this was George Michael’s first breakaway single. The song explores the guilt felt by George after he cheats on a partner, and his inability to “dance” with them in the same way after this betrayal. Despite the song’s ubiquity in pop culture since its arrival on the scene in 1985, George Michael has confessed to having no particular connection to the situation this song portrays. He wrote the song to pass the time on a bus, when he was just seventeen. In his 1991 memoir, Bare, Michael admits he regrets that it “was not an integral part of my emotional development… It disappoints me that you can write a lyric very flippantly—and not a particularly good lyric—and it can mean so much to so many people. That’s disillusioning for a writer.” Later in an interview with People magazine, he made similar remarks about the song. “I’m fed up with ‘Careless Whisper.’ I don’t know why it made such an impression. Is it that so many people have cheated? I have no idea. But it’s ironic that I wrote it when I was 17 and didn’t know much about anything. Certainly nothing much about relationships.”

[Intro] Time can never mend The careless whispers Of a good friend To the heart and mind Ignorance is kind There's no comfort in the truth Pain is all you'll find Should've known better, yeah [Instrumental] [Verse 1] I feel so unsure As I take your hand And lead you to the dance floor As the music dies Something in your eyes Calls to mind a silver screen And all its sad goodbyes [Chorus] I'm never gonna dance again Guilty feet have got no rhythm Though it's easy to pretend I know you're not a fool Should've known better than to cheat a friend And waste a chance that I've been given So I'm never gonna dance again The way I danced with you, oh [Verse 2] Time can never mend The careless whispers Of a good friend To the heart and mind Ignorance is kind There's no comfort in the truth Pain is all you'll find [Chorus] I'm never gonna dance again Guilty feet have got no rhythm Though it's easy to pretend I know you're not a fool Should've known better than to cheat a friend (Should've known better, yeah) And waste a chance that I've been given So I'm never gonna dance again The way I danced with you, oh [Post-Chorus] Never without your love [Bridge] Tonight, the music seems so loud I wish that we could lose this crowd Maybe it's better this way We'd hurt each other with the things we want to say We could have been so good together We could have lived this dance forever But now who's gonna dance with me? Please stay [Chorus] And I'm never gonna dance again Guilty feet have got no rhythm Though it's easy to pretend I know you're not a fool Should've known better than to cheat a friend And waste a chance that I've been given So I'm never gonna dance again The way I danced with you, oh [Outro] (Now that you're gone) Now that you're gone (Now that you're gone) Was what I did so wrong, so wrong That you had to leave me alone?

[the-halcyon-effect]

liveblogging thoughts on new bad omens (not gonna include live songs bc i don't like listening to those) (also not including intros & interludes unless something interesting happens)

van: honestly this is one of my favorite bo songs. i loved it already when it came out and i still love it now. good opener

the drain: good song! the only thing about this is that it just kinda sounds like a health song. like their production is so similar that putting the vocalist here makes it identical. however that's not really a problem bc it's a very good song still

terms & conditions: okay this is already VERY cool. i really like the trap vibe and i KNOW the chorus is gonna hit. it's bad omens

OOH ARTIFICIAL SUICIDE JUMPSCARE??? OKAY THEN

REALLY like the lyrics to this. gonna have to read through them later

okay that was VERY unexpected. EXTREMELY cool song tho and definitely a cool showcase of their skills

hedonist (recharged): the og song is already so good so we'll see how this does

LOVE the intro. VERY good start

OOH THE VERSE this is a VERY cool reimagining

tbh not a fan of the chorus. the voice is neat but not my thing. the production is amazing tho (as usual for this band)

it's really cool that they're not ignoring their first works and instead embracing them here. very few bands tend to do that and it needs to be more common

tbh i think i prefer the original overall but this is still good

even: okay this is gonna be a sad one i think

DETUNING MY BELOVED

idk what noah is doing with his voice here but it's VERY nice. also those ELECTRONICS ARE SO GOOD EJRBJFKFF

this is a neat drop? verse? thing? whatever. REALLY like this tbh

i'm gonna have to send this to my brother, he really likes electronic stuff so he'd love this

this is like bad decisions v2 (ignore the actual remix later in the album). i like it. good song for my chill playlist for sure

loading screen: this one's short! no idea what to expect

okay this literally just sounds like loading screen music. it's real good tho

those strings are amazing honestly

WAS THAT THE SUMMONING SALT CHORD. WHAT.

okay this is an Experience but it's neat

anything > human: i've been SO excited for this. let's hope it delivers

jesse you are a beautiful man as usual

is jt gonna be in this? OH THAT'S THE CHORUS

OH WHAT THAT'S SO FUCKING GOOD HOLY SHIT this is one of the best choruses of the year

anyways as I was saying. i wonder if this includes jt. i would guess not bc the band is more known for jesse but it's possible

actually wait is jt doing backing screams? i can't tell who that is

OH YUP THAT'S JT. THAT'S SO COOL

WHAT IS THIS BREAKDOWN THIS IS SO GOOD WTF HOLY SHIT

this is exactly what i wanted from this collab. it's SO GOOD

i do wish we got a jesse guitar solo but i am NOT complaining. this song is amazing and is my new fav off the album for SURE

digital footprint: another intermission? already? i guess this is a concept album but still

actually wait it's really long. what're they doing

OH. hmm. this is COOL

all the production on this album makes me feel like i'm in a cyberpunk spaceship going to other planets. it's so neat tbh

also just noticed that the next song features iris.exe. VERY excited for that

honestly i might use this song as background music for my d&d campaign lmao

babadupbupbup whatever

nervous system: that's some chunky electronic drone. where's this going

that is NOT the verse i was expecting but it's good OH THERE'S THE GUITARS

YUP THAT'S THE BAD OMENS I REMEMBER

oh this is a fucking VIBE

WHAT IS THIS IS THIS LIKE GROOVY DUBSTEP NOW

FJFJFHDKJFF THIS IS SO GOOD

god her voice is so good. gender envy

i REALLY like this heavy production chorus thing. idk what it is but it's neat

well that's the end of part 1. let's see how part 2 is

artificial suicide (unzipped): idk what to expect for this honestly

oh he goin FAST

i have no idea what this is or how to feel about it. like it's just the original sped up. fascinating

i've heard this is actually an ost for something (idk what) so that would explain things like this. bc i don't think it's supposed to stand alone

the grey (unzipped): alright, sounds like it's basically the same thing as the previous one. idk what thousand below is doing on the track tho so we'll see

why is this called unzipped? i'm VERY confused about that. like it's just sped up with extra production added. it's not bad i'm just confused

tdopom (we are fury): oh! this one's an actual remix! good! i thought it was just gonna be sped up versions and i wasn't exactly excited for that

with that said this is a REALLY cool remix. this drop is FANTASTIC

i don't know if i like this more than the original or the sullivan king remix but it's still quite good

i guess we'll see what happens during drop #2

okay sounds pretty similar to drop 1 but that's not bad! it's really good and well done

neat! good remix

tdopom (so wylie): i never actually listened to this! we'll see what i missed

and it's sped up again

but at least it's just the vocals this time. the production around it is cool but i don't really like the sound of sped up vocals in general

honestly this is kinda eh imo. it's neat but it's really not my thing. i don't really like sped up vocals as i said and the production doesn't do much for me. objectively it's cool and good but i wouldn't listen to it regularly

bad decisions (lofi): i mean yeah. it's a lofi version of bad decisions. idrk what to say here (i'm not a huge fan of lofi)

just pretend (credits): idk either of the featured artists here but this one has a neat voice!

DEFINITELY sounds like a credits song. didn't know this was a remix you could even make but here we are

again. i have no idea what to say here. it's a remix of just pretend to be a credits song. what do you want from me (pun intended)

alright! final thoughts! i did not enjoy the second part. the first part, however, was FANTASTIC!! anything > human is one of the best songs so far this year. VERY cool collab, SO glad it happened. all the other songs there are also great, and i'm gonna return to most if not all of them.

that's all! Bye

[suchabadtush]

vulgar, withering to death, marrow of a bone by dir / baby who wanders by decays :')

ok this is hard actually ‘cause 3 isn’t very many but

Vulgar

Asunaki Koufuku, Koenaki Asu

Amber

Sajou no Uta

Withering to death.

Jesus Christ R’n R

Kodoku no Shisu, Yueni Kodoku

Hikgeki wa Mabuta wo Oroshita Yasashiki Utsu

Marrow of a Bone

Namamekashiki Ansoku, Tamerai ni Hohoemi

Rotting Root

Grief

Baby Who Wanders

Zero Paradise

Kireina Yubi

Rana

aaah ok thank you