#and her singing sounds lovely u r just annoying as hell

[declanisms]

angourie rice is NOT a nepo baby u guys r so determined to hate her it’s actually pathetic

[cristalconnors]

TOP 20 SONGS OF 2020

20. “BELOW THE CLAVICLE”- EARTHEATER

“The meaning hasn’t come up yet. It’s still under the surface below the clavicle.”

It isn’t just Alexandra Drewchin’s ear splitting soprano when she hits that impossibly high B, practically shrieking out the “cle” syllable of clavicle, though that’s undoubtedly when I first knew that Eartheater’s avant folk was for me- it’s also the cinematic, lush strings, both bowed and plucked (is that acoustic guitar or harp? I genuinely can’t tell), deepening and complicating the sonic texture of Drewchin’s study of parsing through emotions you aren’t ready to make sense of yet. 

19. “PUSSY TALK”- CITY GIRLS, FT. DOJA CAT

“This pussy so ghetto, this pussy speak ebonics”

“WAP”’s funnier, classless Irish twin, though it’s important to note “Pussy Talk” came first. Yung Miami and JT enlist Doja Cat to expound on everything their pussies deserve and will absolutely settle for nothing less than. And why should they when they’re spitting out verses this inspiredly hilarious with such confidence and flow? 

18. “LICK IN HEAVEN”- JESSY LANZA

“Once I’m spinning, I can’t stop spinning...”

Jessy Lanza is talking about losing your cool, letting your emotions get the best of you and lashing out instead of letting cooler heads prevail, but when that earworm of a chorus hits- “once I’m spinning, I can’t stop spinning” - I can’t stop spinning. I’m that woman on the single art, a wine mom lost in the delirium of the dance floor and in Lanza’s hypnotic, fragmented rhythms.  

17. “GASLIGHTER”- THE CHICKS

“Boy, you know exactly what you did on my boat!”

“Gaslighter” finds Natalie Ames and her Chicks at their most simultaneously ruthless and ebullient, ripping Ames’s ex-husband Adrian Pasdar a new asshole and ratcheting up the righteous anger of “Goodbye Earl” tenfold, channeling it into a glorious wall of sound in what might be their most rousing, emotionally resonant chorus in their storied career. 

16. “HANNAH SUN”- LOMELDA

“Hannah do no harm...”

While “Hannah Sun” begins as an exquisitely observed rumination on grappling with long-distance, pining for someone who’s a continent away, it gradually becomes clear that Hannah Read blames herself for putting the distance between her and the subject of her longing, and that the distance isn’t strictly literal. Skittering synths (or is that distorted flute?) complicate and enrich the texture of the song, allowing it to build organically and stunningly towards a heartbreaking plea to herself- “Hannah, do no harm.”

15. “FIRE”- WAXAHATCHEE

“And when I turn back around will you drain me back out? Will you let me believe that I broke through?”

When I’d drive back and forth between Dallas and Austin over and over again when I was in college, I’d often get off I-35 past Waco and take the back roads through towns I’d never heard of, the sun setting spectacularly behind the titular hills of Hill Country that were beginning to roll out in earnest. I think about that a lot when listening to “Fire,” a song dripping in rural Americana that was, unsurprisingly, inspired by a road trip. We’ve probably all been Katie Crutchfield as she crossed the bridge into West Memphis- alone in the car, awed by the simple beauty of the American countryside, making speeches to ourselves about our past mistakes and figuring out a way forward. 

14. “3AM”- HAIM

“On the screen and in my jeans, just make me feel good.”

On an album full of genre departures and decidedly darker themes than we’ve typically heard from Haim in their near decade of syncopated bubblegum pop rock, “3AM” stands out not only as their most effective stab at pastiche, slipping into the trappings of contemporary R&B with shocking ease and gusto, but also as their most unabashedly fun track in their entire oeuvre. “I think you can hear the amount of joy and laughs we had making this song” Alana Haim tells Apple Music, and you absolutely can.

13. “QADIR”- NICK HAKIM

“We’re sinking down a hole without thinking about our loved ones who might be shrinking...”

I often wonder if I’m putting enough effort into maintaining my relationships with friends I don’t see regularly, who live several time zones away, living their own lives while I live mine. When the thought of sustaining simple correspondence becomes overwhelming, it’s easy for months to go by before you realize you haven’t spoken to one of your closest friends. “QADIR” plays less like a eulogy for a friend gone too soon (though of course it is that) than a plea to the listener to put in the work. It’s worth it. You never know when it’ll be too late.

12. “LEVITATING”- DUA LIPA

“Glitter in the sky, glitter in our eyes shining just the way we are.”

Just a few bars of that delightfully bouncy, extra-terrestrial beat is enough to launch me into space. It’s so refreshing to hear a song that remembers that pop is supposed to be joyful and is best when it’s a bit silly. When discussing this track with Apple Music, Dua Lipa cites Austin Powers as inspiration, elaborating that “if I do a video for this, Mike Meyers has to be in it.” Can’t you just see them together, performing a farcical pas de deux of seduction like the spiritual successor to “Beautiful Stranger?”

11. “RIQUIQUI”- ARCA

“Love in the face of fear! Fear in the face of God!”

Arca’s made a career of harnessing chaos and somehow making sense of it. On an album that finds her embracing more traditional, accessible song structures, “Riquiqui” is a reminder that even when working within an AB structure, she’s still breaking rules left and right and having a blast doing it. She’s also never sounded so ferociously empowered in either her femininity or in her Venezuelan identity, rattling off local colloquialisms with affection and verve without a second thought as to who’s going to understand it. 

10. “FANTASY”- AGAINST ALL LOGIC

“I think about you all the time...”

Or, the musical embodiment of this gif:

When Nicolas Jaar’s tormented synths and crunching beats give way to Beyoncé’s unmistakable alto, it is indeed quite the shock. But should it be? Even if 2017-2019 finds him ditching the dancefloor in favor of more severe, unforgiving soundscapes, his already varied career has shown us nothing’s off limits to him. So why not reinvent Beyoncé’s iconic “Baby Boy” into an industrial, vaguely sinister certified bop that arguably surpasses the original?

9. “PEOPLE, I’VE BEEN SAD”- CHRISTINE AND THE QUEENS

“If you disappear, then I’m disappearing, too.”

“People, I’ve been sad” plays out with the vulnerability and intimacy of a tumblr text post you put out in the middle of the night, only to hastily delete later when it gets no notes. It forgoes flowery language in favor of just getting to the point. “I’ve been sad.” Héloïse Adelaïde Letissier blows up this deceptively simple sentiment with richly layered textures and a big screen gloss not to offer any remedies but instead to offer solidarity. We’re all in this hell together.

8. “DESCRIBE”- PERFUME GENIUS

“Can you just find him for me?”

Mike Hadreas has never sounded so hopeless. Utilizing harsh, rattling guitar that would make Kevin Shields swoon, he conveys the experience of being so estranged from happiness and joy that you need to rely on others to describe the sensation to you. But how, when exploring darker textures than he ever has before, does he make despondency sound so divine? 

7. “4 AMERICAN DOLLARS”- U.S. GIRLS

“No matter how much you get to have, you will still die and that’s the only thing.”

Meg Remy picks up where she left off on “4 American Dollars,” reviving the subversive pastiche she mastered on In a Poem Unlimited, this time harnessing the power of funk to dismantle the fallacies we’re taught about the virtues of capitalism. Heavy stuff, but Remy makes it less didactic than joyous, ensuring the listener will be singing “I don’t believe in pennies and nickels and dimes and dollars and pesos and pounds and rupees and yen and rubles” until they start to wonder if maybe they shouldn’t, either. 

6. “STUPID LOVE”- LADY GAGA

“I freak out, I freak out, I freak out, I freak out!”

Due to a healthy spirit of contrarianism mixed with a touch of internalized homophobia and genuine bafflement at her universal appeal and praise, I was a proud Lady Gaga hater for as long as she’d been a cultural entity. I just didn’t get her at all and loved that about myself. Annoying, I know. 2020 was the year I was finally ready to let that all go. Just before the world fell apart in March, I was out at Flaming Saddles (RIP) with friends the night this song came out and by the sixteenth time it played, I understood why it was inducing such hysteria. This was a cultural shift. After a frustrating near-decade of Gaga subverting expectations so thoroughly that she was actively working against her strengths and sabotaging her cultural ubiquity in the process, coupled with the most frightening era of political upheaval in our lifetimes, she was finally ready to save us and be Lady Gaga again. Booming synth, drag sensibilities, absurd thematic conceits- all was right in the world. For the first time in a long time, people had something to be hopeful about, and as I danced that night, I felt that hope, too. 

5. “SHELLFISH MADEMOISELLE”- RÓISÍN MURPHY

“How dare you sentence me to a lifetime without dancing?”

As soon as that bass starts (the funkiest bassline in the history of music?) it’s like Róisín Murphy’s snake charming oboe, coaxing even the most stalwart curmudgeon onto the dancefloor and keeping them there, dancing frantically and involuntarily like the citizens of Strasbourg in 1518, trying their best to keep up with Murphy who isn’t even breaking a sweat, commanding the masses with a sultry remove, beckoning you closer, pulling you inexorably deeper into the mass of gyrating bodies and whispering in your ear “come and have a dance with yer mum.”

4. “PARTY 4 U”- CHARLI XCX

“I only threw this party for you...”

As PC Music / Bubblegum Bass / whatever you want to call it enters its second decade, Charli XCX proves not only that there’s still new textures to explore within it, but also that no one can exploit its artifice to get down to emotional truths like she can. How can she make something this slick sound so vulnerable? “I only threw this party for you” she croons over and over again over glorious syncopated synths that build exquisitely, reaching their climax only to immediately fall away, until it’s just her and her trusty autotune, pleading with the subject of the song to just come to the damn party. But they won’t, of course. They never do, do they?

3. “WAP”- CARDI B, FT. MEGAN THEE STALLION

“I want you to touch that lil’ dangly thing that swing in the back of my throat!”

Sometimes you just immediately know you’re living through a significant cultural moment. No, not COVID. I’m talking about the experience of hearing Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion’s instant classic “WAP” for the first time, a titanic meeting of the minds that finds both of them at the apex of their cultural influence and at their most undeniable. Can the argument be made that these two aren’t the two best rappers in the game right now? How could you hear this inspiredly filthy sex positive juggernaut, where Cardi and Megan are trading the sickest verses of their careers, and not think these two deserve the world? 

2. “KEROSENE!”- YVES TUMOR

“I can be your baby in real life, sugar. I can live in your dreams.”

If the 2010′s were all about the pop-ification of all music, trading in live instrumentation in favor of polished synths, 2020 forcefully announced the return of the electric guitar when Yves Tumor and Diana Gordon’s back and forth lustfully submissive declarations of desire suddenly gave way to that nasty guitar rip lifted from Uriah Heep’s “Weep in Silence” to announce yet another cultural shift in a year chock full of them- rock and roll was, indeed, here to stay. 

1. “I WANT YOU TO LOVE ME”- FIONA APPLE

“I move with the trees in the breeze, I know that time is elastic.”

We live and we learn. Years spent soul searching and on self-discovery shape us into better, smarter people, progressively knowing and understanding ourselves and the world around us more and more clearly, but Fiona Apple knows that none of that can quell the ferocious desire to be loved by someone. By anyone. By you, whoever that is. We can know that time is elastic and that when we’re gone all our particles will disband and disperse and then we’ll be back in the pulse, and we can know that none of this stuff actually matters, but still- we want, we want, we want. 

[mag200]

my initial reactions to red tv

(i wrote this down on my first listen thru but was way too exhausted that night to post it lol)

state of grace: it sounds like, kinda rushed but i think that’s probably just me being a little anxious cause its one of my favorite songs. she sounds fantastic oh my god the notes

red: OH HELL YEAH SHE SOUNDS GOOOOOOOD. the guitar!! the production!! im obsessed this song was already so good and just feels like revitalized now i love it. THE BRIIIIIDDGE. it fucks!!!

treacherous: oh she sounds so soft and good its stunning how much her voice has matured in the last decade. gorgeous incredible showstopping. the background vox are perfection

ikywt: oh it slaps i knew it would. the beat drop sounds a little more modern i love it. i can hear so much more in the background its so cool.

all too well: 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 she sounds so good but im crying oh god.

22: oh this is so good and fun. i love that shes almost 32 singing this you can hear her having fun with it. it definitely sounds less authentically young than the og does but i think her voice and the production are also more pleasant to listen to now. im so excited for anyone whos 22 right now and has this.

i almost do: ohh the “i cant say hello to you” line hit DIFFERENT i love it. the guitar coming thru in the last chorus actually reminds me so much of debut era which i am SO excited to hear rerecorded. god she can do things with ballads now that she couldnt before and its so good. like 3 separate syllables in “mess” in “we made quite a mess babe” it sounds excellent.

wanegbt: shes gotten so good at the singing-like-shes-talking thing the snark comes thru so strong blondie i love u. its a bop it sounds so great. the “wheeeEEE” is so high pitched but i think its funny

stay stay stay: oh her voice sounds softer i really like it. the fake country twang has returned lol good for her. recreating the giggle “its so fun” at the end feels Mildly weird to me but whatever its cute.

the last time: OH HI GARY LIGHTBODY his vocals sound soo good. IS THAT A HEARTBEAT IN THE BACKGROUND. UHHhhhhh??? OH. OH WOW. aAHh. okay!! okay. i feel normal and fine. this fucks. everything sounds so clear. its cinematic. groundbreaking spectacular.

holy ground: YEAH YEAH YEAHHHHHHH BABEYYYY. god she sounds so fucking good im losing braincells. i was hoping she’d do the deep throaty joan jett “DUST!!” she did at that one 2017 (i think?) show but its still good.

sad beautiful tragic: this needs to be in a movie someone needs to use tbis. fuck its good. this song doesnt need a big show to be spectacular its just so fucking cutthroat shes just such a good writer.

the lucky one: her singing this after 2016 hits different huh ah its soo good tho. ppl always slept on this one but its a banger.

everything has changed: good lord this album is long. ok. ed sheeran sucks but its a good song. i dont like that i can hear more of eds backing vox in taylors lines hes so annoying.“all i know is pouring rain” always fuckin gets me its good. she sounds stunning.

starlight: i am literally a barbie on the boardwalk. she sounds SO GOOD god!!! this bitch really tried so hard to become a kennedy. go girlboss. the new production does so much for this song i love it.

begin again: this songs perfect always has been always will be <33

the moment i knew: he literally didnt go to her birthday party…. anyway hhghh ive always loved this one its just so big and sparkly and dramatic and heartbreaking.

come back be here: yeah yeahhhh yeAHHHH always been in like my top ten songs im so glad to have this. not much different rlly but her vocals are insane. love u blondie

girl at home: OHHH IFS SO DIFFERENT AND COOL!!! i love the og but i think taylor was like no one likes this so i can do what i want. anyway its VERY cool & reminds me of 1989 and rep. girl isnt at home shes in a club i think. i like it!!

state of grace acoustic: mystical and enchanting <333

ronan: yeah i cant handle this song im listening to it once for release night but probably wont be listening much its too rough. she sounds good but christ dude.

better man: oooh the melody changes are interesting. i think its gonna grow on me i kinda liked the stripped back country approach to it more but i like hearing taylor do it more than little big town.

nothing new: PHHHOOOOEEEEBE!!! she got a verse <33 oh fuck these lyrics hits hard. women.

babe: what about your PROMISES PROMISES??? what ABOUT them!!! hearing this in her voice just hits different.

message in a bottle: ooh this is SO glittery sparkly christmas pop. like this sounds like a christmas song. this is the prelude to christmas tree farm. its cute!! it feels like a disney song lmao i like it tho

i bet you think about me: it sounds so good i rlly enjoy the sound but this is SO funny does taylor think shes poor? im sorry girlie do you think you grew up a poor working class farm girl?? bestie???????? its a good song tho. fuck the gyllenhaals. “your organic shoes” ajdjfjjsjdjd get his ass

forever winter: the way im getting i’d lie vibes from this omg. love it. its another christmas pop ballad. im convinced im hearing sleigh bells in the background. good for her.

run: tragically im forced to really like a song that has ed sheeran in it. wish they would stop doing this to me hes so annoying but its a rlly good song. kinda reminds me of dead hearts by stars.

the very first night: they dont know!! about the night!! in the hotel!!!!!! the prologue to dress. once again this is quite clearly a christmas bop. did taylor want to write an og christmas album in 2012??? this is very fun tho im enjoying it.

all too well 10mv: mentally im unwell. blondie signed my death certificate w this one. like. oh wow. all the new lore about this rlly changes the perspective on this relationship and makes it sound so much more toxic than the og atw did. “ILL GET OLDER BUT YOUR LOVERS WILL STAY MY AGE.” im revving my chainsaw. im crying in a river. the production!!! i rlly like the drums and the light synth its different but not too different from the original. the lyrics holy fuck taylors taking no hostages. “just between us did the love affair maim you too?” i wasnt even there and it maimed me so. that outro is so haunting she literally sounds like a ghost.

[official-lucifers-child]

okay this is now my “i am going to yearn for my partners specifically the ones on tumblr bc i need to just get this all out and i don’t want to directly annoy them with all of this because no doubt i have already told them” post/chain

okay so The Tol One:

fucking ADORABLE as HELL and oh my GODS i just wanna curl up with them and never move again

they’re??? so???? cute??? and gorgeous???? and just.... attractive as fuck??????? i see them and immediately go into Le Gay mode because damn they are killing it

awkward sometimes but like it’s so endearing

their HAIR is GORGEOUS like if i could i would probably just play with their hair forever

most likely to be able to entice me with cuddles and definitely would use this to their advantage

probably would try to introduce video games to me and then would absolutely kick my ass in every single one and honestly i would let them

their voice. that is all i have to say.

would absolutely make fun of my habits but secretly loves them

if i could i would just latch onto them

did i mention that they’re gorgeous?

definitely the one i would kill for most readily, like is someone so much as breathed negatively in their direction i would stab them in the kidney and twist :)

the Crabs One:

i’ve known xem seemingly forever?? i feel like i’ve known xem since birth i guess because i’m just so comfortable with xem??

xer h a i r is the perfect length for playing with

xe?? plays??? ukulele???????? i wanna sing with xem, xe makes me feel so confident about my voice and the funny thing is xe’s only ever heard me sing through a bad mic and so i wonder how xe’d react to my actual voice which i personally think sounds better than in recordings

artistic ability is off the fucking c h a r t s

xe’s so soft and kind?????

xer laugh is pure and gives me life like seriously it sounds like bells and sunshine and the colour of the sky and those big puffy clouds that look like mashed potatoes

xe’s been my partner almost the longest out of all of them and i can’t wait to meet xem

definitely is the one that i get the most “hold my flower” vibes from, like they could take care of assholes and i’d just be in the back like “hell yeah bby i got yo flower, u kick ass”

the Somft One:

most likely to cry when they see a baby deer (seriously baby deer are freakin tiny i cried when i saw one like damn they’re so little)

i feel like i can just exist with them, i don’t have to worry about filling the silences or putting on a show, we could just be

“dance around the kitchen with you” vibes to the m a x

their eyes?? like???? their eyes crinkle when they smile and are such a vibrant colour and i could just look into their eyes for hours

they do colour guard which in my opinion is so fucking cool

their smile makes me smile it is inevitable

i feel most emotionally in tune with them?? idk but i can sense the vibes sometimes

their hair is perfect for running my hands through, that short length where it probably doesn’t get super tangly but still gets messy and mussed up

i would die for them in a heartbeat

(it should be noted that both crabs and somft are shorter than me and i will absolutely use this to my advantage)

the Anmgery One:

so. fucking. tall. she’s over 6 feet tall, like i forgot exactly what but i think she’s like 6’5”? just,,, off the shits tall

long hair!!! her hair is i think like 4 feet long now??

her name is rapunzel and i call her rappy bc she can rap like there’s no tomorrow and also it’s a pun and pun is also in her name and need i say that i annoy her a lot?

she has too many teeth and i have too few teeth and we joke about how we balance out

she’s willing to have me stand on her shoulders so we clock in at 12 feet tall together and that’s a date plan to just confuse people

she’s so patient with me???

she’s smart as h e l l like whomst have you the right???????

she infodumps all the time and she always looks so damn passionate and happy and excited and maybe i tear up sometimes but shhh don’t tell her that

she taught me so much sign

she helped me get through my first panic attack

she also helped me work through when i first lost my hearing (she’s entirely deaf) and honestly i will never be able to repay her

okay i’m not even close to done but yeah

[jostepherjoestar]

hey cozy! ik requests are closed at the moment so u dont have to answer this im only sending it so i dont forget the idea! u can answer once requests are open again haha so like what about hcs for la squadra members actually playing yakuza? im not a yakuza player but my friend is and im trying to get into it!

La Squadra playing Yakuza 0 HC’s

AAA! Anon I love you for requesting this!! I know the niche in the Yakuza and JJBA venn diagram is kinda small :0 but here we go regardless because this mixture has literally been my shit for a year so far!! Hc’s for them playing Yakuza 0 since that’s a very nice entry point 💖✨(also deffo give the game a try it will BREAK UR HEART)

also maybe Yakuza 0 spoilers?

Risotto

Risotto will be hard to convince to do anything fun or relaxing since he’s always working. After a loooooot of nagging he will finally give in and say he’ll play a chapter or two.

Silent standoff with Kiryu because Risotto can R E L A T E.

Is surprised that he likes the fighting mechanics and quickly picks up the combos, literally obliterates enemies with his skills.

Gets sucked into the story and will play more than two chapters because he just needs to know what the fuck is going on.

Risotto is BAD at the karaoke mini game at first, not really having much experience with games in general, especially rhythm games. He gets a little better over time but still can’t get over a 92 score.

When he gets to Majima he will  R E L A T E again. He feels a connection between the complicated situations in the game and his own work life, he’s glad that it’s fictional because he’s already feeling a bit stressed thinking about being in those situations.

Will finish the game pretty quickly, doesn’t do too much side quests or minigames because he loves the story too much. He does like the Cabaret Club Czar minigame, he enjoys talking to the girls but won’t finish it. Ignores the existence of Pocket Racing.

Formaggio

Is into casually gaming every once in a while and is open to the game but isn’t really sure he will like the story.

Oh but he falls hard. He’s totally in love with this game, literally loses his shit at the end of every chapter.

Will get distracted and play way too much side content instead of the main story despite wanting to know what happens next. Will also ragequit if he can’t get the hit in baseball or grab the plushy in the claw machine.

Likes the silliness of the side quests but gets a little whiplashed from the emotional tone changes in the main story.

POCKET RACING IS HIS SHIT! Will complete the Real Estate business thing just so he can spend all his money on car parts.

Is pretty good at karaoke and will start randomly singing the songs throughout the day. Also really loves Cabaret Club Czar and grind till he finishes it. 

Formaggio is a loud gamer, will say his thoughts out loud and attract an audience from his housemates.

Is a literal mess at the end. WHY CAN’T WE HAVE NICE THINGS?

Illuso

Doesn’t really game but like Risotto will finally cave so whoever’s nagging will finally shut up.

Is suspicious of every character and what their part is in the story. Has a bunch of predictions at the start, actually got a few things right before knowing what was up.

Really loves Nishiki and wishes he could be friends with him in real life. Does still think he’s hotter than Nishiki even though he has great hair.

Doesn’t bother too much with doing a lot of side quests and finds it really annoying he can’t run through the map without getting into a fight every 2 seconds.

Oof he doesn’t really like Majima but gets where he comes from, just doesn’t really relate to him.

Gets annoyed by Kiryu’s denseness sometimes.

Enjoys the story but doesn’t really get emotionally attached.

Even though he will have enjoyed it, he won’t play any other games from the franchise, he has better stuff to do.

Prosciutto

Prosciutto is not a gamer AT ALL, has a hard time getting into it and barely understands the controls.

Will offer live snide commentary about the stupid stuff that happens.

He does enjoy going ham every once in a while once he gets beast mode.

He tries out almost everything available sidecontent-wise and eating at restaurants just to see what it’s like.

Does get bored easily and doesn’t care if he finishes the game or not.

Well shit... he dropped the game before he even got into it.

Don’t bother him again with playing games unless it’s cards, he’s an old man like that.

Pesci

Pesci enjoys gaming every once in a while and is actually pretty good at them. He can really lose himself in them, fully concentrated and having a lot of fun.

He loves Kiryu and looks up to him, he can relate to Kiryu being a bit lost as well. Majima on the other hand is very cool to him but he doesn’t really get his transition.

Will love playing Cabaret Club and completes it. He truly does his best to talk with the hostesses, making it practice for when he actually has to talk to girls.

Has a crush on all of the girls, if they’re somewhat nice to him he’ll think about them for days.

Pesci is pretty good at fighting in the Colosseum as well, enjoying being able to focus on successfully beating the hell out of those idiots.

Wants to swoop Makoto off her feet and speed off to safety. Cheers her on quietly and cries whenever bad things happen.

Absolutely crushed by the ending but will still want to continue playing the other games in the franchise.

Melone

Did someone say new hyper-fixation? Because it sure sounded like it!!

Melone plays to game from start to end fully into it and only wanting more. In between jobs he’ll spend most of his time playing, fully immersed.

He wants to 100% the game at any cost, so he will do premium adventure to get all the achievements.

Sometimes he isn’t even having fun anymore, just doing the things he needs to get that 100%. Will have heard every single karaoke song a million times and still listens to them by choice.

He looooves playing Cabaret Club Czar and doesn’t even need a guide to know how to get the most out of his hostesses. He’d actually love to manage a hostess club now that he thinks about it.

Will get a crush on Majima, will cry at all the horrible stuff that happens and he will stan him even harder in the end.

Melone is already planning his trip to Tokyo for a thorough tour of Kabukicho (Kamurocho), won’t even need a guide since he’s memorised the map.

He will also purchase all the other games available in the franchise. Honestly he’s never been this into any game before but he’s so glad to have found it.

Ghiaccio

Just like Formaggio he is a loud gamer. This game will get on his nerves, especially since he isn’t immediately good at fighting.

No matter how angry he gets he will NOT quit! Gritting his teeth and slamming the controller but HE WILL CONTINUE FUUU-

Can relate to Majima a lot, sometimes he feels like another pawn in a game he has no power in. Maybe it inspires him to be more rebellious or let go of mental restraints.

He will try for hours on end to get a 100 in karaoke. When he finally gets it, expect a loooot of yelling and whooping.

Secretly loves dressing up the hostesses but is too embarrassed to play too much Cabaret Club in case someone walks by.  

Ghiaccio will also get annoyed at Kiryu’s sporadic stupidity.

He’ll also spend a lot of time on Pocket Circuit but he won’t finish it once it gets hard, unlike the fighting in the game, he will quit this minigame.

He won’t let anyone see or know but he sobbed like a baby at the ending. He really liked the story and got attached to these wonderfully weird characters.

[not-a-christmas-tree]

i watched the dallas theater company les mis and here are my observations part TWO

i recently watched a modern adaptation of les mis from 2014! i took hella notes bc les mis being set in modern day has a LOT MORE than you would think! i just posted my act one notes, so here are the ones from act two. enjoy! :D

ACT TWO

(Building The Barricade)

oh javert,,,you and your red beret-scarf combo

everyone shakes hands the same way?? they all like. half bro hug. young people ig 🤷‍♀️ 

oh on my own is gonna hurt me huh

éponine has her hands up when she goes to take the letter to cosette that’s an interesting take

jvj looks so done lmao “really bruh just give me the letter i’ll give it to cosette it’s FINE”

omg first time i’ve ever seen éponine not take the money after the letter!! that actually makes so much sense bc she doesn’t take marius’ money when he asks her to find cosette’s house either. that,,,yes that’s good

the modern era begs the question... why didn’t marius just ask for cosette’s number?? i’d assume it’s just a thing that jvj doesn’t allow her to have a phone bc The Cops, but. maybe marius and cosette are the straight version of cottagecore lesbians they just write letters for ~The Aesthetic~

(On My Own)

i was right on my own was gonna hurt me

first time i’ve ever seen an éponine disguise where she actually passes as a boy lmao 

FINALLY A VERSION OF OMO WHERE ITS NOT JUST FORLORN SELF-CARESSING THANK YOU

surprisingly i have less notes here that’s fun i thought i’d have more

(Javert at the Barricades)

WOAHHHHH THEY DID NOT SKIMP ON BARRICADE SET PIECES THAT SHIT IS COOOOOL

oh the barricade scenes are already hitting too hard 

cops are in riot gear cops. are in. riot gear.

oh the javert spy thing that also hits funny because obviously

gavroche is armed with a bat i love you son

FULL VERSION OF LITTLE PEOPLE AT THE BARRICADE AYEEEEE

(A Little Fall Of Rain)

wait hold on why is marius not,,,singing to éponine on “why have you come back here?” he’s like. scolding someone,,, huh??

oh enj goes to help marius with ép!! and he calls over who i assume would be joly i STAN

MARIUS CRIES AFTER ÉP DIES KILL MEEEE

(The First Attack)

i like how jvj does the second confrontation here. he looks less angry and more like,,,compassionate and that MAKES SENSE bc yk. he’s telling javert he’s wrong but he’s not doing it out of spite he’s doing it bc this guy NEEDS to know what he does as a cop and realize that being a cop isn’t just enforcing rules, and it never was just that. 

i do love the exasperated “gO” from jvj that’s kinda great ngl

(Drink With Me)

i’m very sad that there won’t be any exr from these boys

v e r y sad here

i do see grantaire looking PRETTY sad though

bold of y’all to assume that the modern day amis would all be straight

okay i can tell that grantaire really is going hard on the Existential Singing like,,,sure he’s just standing there but like. damn bro

SO THERE A R E LADIES ON THE BARRICADE WHY TF ARENT THEY FIGHTING

BETTER SEE SOME CHANGE THERE

i just realized that the cockades are buttons that is the BEST

(Bring Him Home)

jvj actually looks kinda happy in BHH and tbh i kinda like it?? it’s only on the “he’s like the son i might have known” line but i like it

oh those vowels oh boy they TALL

(The Final Battle)

enjolras is for some reason, still angry...why...why bro....

the staging for gavroche’s death is INTERESTING bc he’s reaching up at the sniper on the tower. hm. i dont hate it

OH SOMEONE ON THE BARRICADE IS RECORDING I THINK!!! GOOD ADDITION!!

i can’t imagine how many blood packs they went through 

oh enjolras’s death okay so. he’s in a like. No Man’s Land almost, and the riot cops come in after him. it’s an interesting take because it almost mirrors the scene in the book, except obvs grantaire isn’t here. they also have an added scene after he dies where cops are checking out and using radios that is. that is EERIE.

jvj walks over to enjolras’s body 🥺

HE ALSO FUCKIN S C R E A M S WHEN HE SEES MARIUS ON THE GROUND GODDAMN MAN O U C H

thenardier steals combeferre’s glasses wow thanks for that added pain

thenardier and jvj have a mini fight oh that’s kinda cool hm

(Javert’s Soliliquy)

javert opens his soliloquy with some SPICY SADNESS OH B O Y he sounds broken already!! start strong!!

emotions go broken - anger - confusion? - mAJOR confusion - hopelessness 

javert can FLY! no legit he’s on ropes

(Turning)

turning is. turning is almost a funeral. 

OH THEYRE N U N S !

nuns are visiting the barricade 🥺 

OH DAMN “what’s the use of praying if there’s nobody who hears?” THAT CERTAINLY HAS WEIGHT NOW THAT THEY ARE N U N S

it has just occurred to me that people have been dead on the floor for like. a solid five minutes 

(Empty Chairs At Empty Tables)

“now my friends. are dead. and gone” he pauses like he’s realizing it just then oh OUCHIE

wait is marius,,,at the barricades? is he legit singing to his friends dead bodies? oh shit oh NO

OH N O OH NONONO THIS IS WORSE

THE BARRICADE BOYS RISE UP FROM THE FLOOR OH N O OUCH OUCH

they group up and salute him and wALK OFF NO OWWWW

*cosette and marius kiss* jvj: *COUGH COUGH*

marius and valjean’s lil conversation is interesting in the way valjean seems to ask marius “who am i?” rather than ask himself. he phrases it in a way that makes me think he’s like. quizzing marius lmao 

(The Wedding)

omg i think baby cosette and éponine are flower girls 🥺🥺

“go away thenardier” *madame mouths ‘dammit!’*

thenardier your boat shoes hurt me

madame: “get up! get up!” thenardier: “stop—STOP IT!” 

TWO GUYS ARE DANCING TOGETHER AND WAVE AT THENARDIER ON “this ones a queer, but what can you do”

yeah i think i found my new favorite thenardiers thank you dallas theater company

fantine sits on the bench when cosette comes by, cosette sits on bench next to her, and fantine tries to touch her but can’t 🥺

jvj just gave a hand-over-heart head nod to cosette but fantine gave it back i,,,ouch

ENJOLRAS AND GAVROCHE ARE WITH FANTINE AND ÉPONINE FOR JVJ’S DEATH

the chain gang is in the epilogue i repeat the cHAIN GANG IS IN THE EPILOGUE

the orchestra rests on the last “say do you hear the distant drums” and that was the coolest thing i’ve ever heard

that final harmony is MONEYYYY and i want to cry

OVERALL NOTES:

this javert has the most interesting interpretation because up until his FINAL SCENE he is the stone cold police officer, and he plays it SO WELL. like i have never been truly angry at a javert up until this guy, and whether that was because it was modern and resonates A LOT in 2020 or he just looks like a cop i want to punch, I DON’T KNOW but he plays it SO WELL and i love it so much!!

these thenardiers are the fucking BEST NGL they are the perfect mix of funny and cruel. madame t is also funny as HELL and i wish i had her talent lmao

i said it before but the police costumes in this show are. woosh. kudos to the costumer i took one look at those guys and was like “haha, no!.” vaguely related to that, i think this was the first time i nearly cried at Look Down like. the first song at the show, simply because of the convict getting the SHIT beat out of him on the floor. that hurt me and i hate that it is completely accurate to what happens in prisons today.

lovely ladies was,,,a LOT and tbh, i feel like it didn’t need to be. obviously it does show how horrible it is for sex workers, but that is why the music is there. the music and lyrics is there to tell what you don’t show visually. (though i do love the male prostitute lmao he took no shit)

i also said this before but the fact that there wasn’t bigger of a relationship between enjolras and grantaire kind of annoys me simply because they are revolutionaries in the present day. you can’t tell me that ALL OF THEM WERE STRAIGHT. with how many people i know now that identify under the queer and trans umbrella, and also how queer they are (to me) in the brick, the absence of any exr in a modern interpretation hurts a little.

in conclusion, this show was fucking FANTASTIC and even though i’m six years late, it still resonates hard given the time we live in today. i think i nearly screamed when i saw the cops in riot gear on the barricade because that is LITERALLY HAPPENING RIGHT NOW. this just reminds me how timeless the story of les mis is because you had to change LITERALLY NOTHING from the story to make it make sense in the modern age, and that is really the lesson you should learn from les mis; these things happen everywhere, and they need to be fixed. 

thank you for listening to my rambling, i am sure i forgot something because there was just so damn much but i hope you enjoyed otherwise! not-a christmas-tree out! :)

[soobiniebaby]

Angels &  Devils Part II: Someone Say What’s Going On

Tomorrow x Together Fanfiction

~ p a r t s : main post || prologue || part 1 || part 2 || part 3 || part 4 || part 5 || part 6 || part 7 || part 8 || part 9 || part 10 || part 11 || part 12 || part 13 || part 14 || part 15 || part 16 || part 17 ~ p a i r i n g : love triangle involving choi soobin and choi yeonjun ~ g e n r e : high school au | some social media au | some fluff & angst | childhood friends | love triangle ~ l a n g u a g e : English ~ w a r n i n g : contains swearing, alcohol, kissing (?) and may contain mature themes (angst, etc.) ~ a / n : This will be my first fanfic (go easy on me pls) and i’m just writing this as I go along, so bear with me juseyo The setting (place/country) of the story is up to the reader’s interpretation ~ s u m m a r y : What should she choose? Han Baby: the new girl with a troubled past MO Academy: her new high school Choi Soobin: student council president, member of the Ecosave club, volunteer at the Humane Treatment of Animals, member of the Honor Society, a vocalist in the Jazzed club, the school’s all around golden boy Choi Yeonjun: leader of the Dance club, star of the Jazzed club, the school’s it boy with a bad rep 5 best friends, 1 new girl, 1 childhood friendship, 1 epic love triangle? What will this school year bring?

She had been trying hard to ignore the onslaught of messages from Kai, but the last ones he sent got her laughing quietly to herself. It was her 3rd period of the day, Science, and it was the first and only period on her schedule that she didn’t share with Kai or any of his friends. She wasn’t too nervous though, she knew how to handle herself well in most social situations.

She had her phone hidden under her desk, and she was about to give in and respond to Kai’s messages when she heard someone from her left.

“Pst. Hey.”

She looks up and sees a girl smiling at her. She had shoulder length hair and a confident smile on her face. “Um, sorry if that was rude. You’re the new girl, right?” the girl asks. She nods in response.

“It’s fine, yeah, I guess I’ll be living with that title for a bit. You can call me B, though.” B says, flashing a smile.

“It’s nice to meet you, B. I’m Ryujin.” the girl says. She gestures over to another girl beside her. “This is Yuna.” the other girl, Yuna waves at B. “Hey there.” Yuna had long blonde hair and a bubbly air about her.

B waves back with a smile. “Hey, nice to meet you. How long have you 2 been studying here?”

“We’ve been here since freshman year. It’s a great school, I’m sure you’ll love it here.” Yuna says.

“How’s your first day going so far? Did you get the welcoming committee treatment?” Ryujin asks. “All new students get a short tour on their first day by representatives from the student council.”

B shrugs. “So far so good, yeah I was welcomed this morning before first period. It’s a great campus, I’m happy to be here.” she responds, trying to keep her voice low. The teacher wasn’t paying strict attention to the class since it was only the first day and he was just giving an introduction to their subject for the term.

“So, which of the legendary council members gave you the tour? Was it Beomgyu?” Ryujin mused. “Nah, Beomgyu doesn’t usually like dealing with council stuff. I bet it was Taehyun, he’s always down for official council business.”

“The legendary council members?” B asks, laughing a bit. “Actually, it was the 5 of them. Soobin the president, Taehyun the VP, Yeonjun the secretary, Beomgyu the treasurer, and Kai the public relations officer..” B started trailing off slowly when she noticed the odd looks on Ryujin and Yuna’s faces. “What?”

“So you’re telling me that the entirety of TXT gave you the campus tour?” Ryujin asks.

“TXT?” B asks. There goes that term again.

“Yeah, that’s what everyone calls the 5 members of the student council. They were all there this morning for the tour?”

“Entirety of TXT…yes? But it’s no big deal. Ningni–I mean Kai, is my childhood friend so I asked him to help me sort of get settled into the school since I know he goes here, but I didn’t know he was in the student council and everything? It’s no big deal though.” B says defensively, but she can see by the way Yuna’s eyes widened and Ryujin shook her head that somehow, she was wrong.

“You’re close friends with Kai?” Yuna asks.

B nods. “Yeah, I asked Kai to help me get settled in since I knew he was a student here, so I guess he was just doing me a favor?” she says defensively, but Ryujin just shakes her head again.

“Oh sweetie, you have no idea. Not once in the history of MOA has all 5 members of the legendary student council given a single new student a tour.” Ryujin says.

“Ah well, Kai’s my friend so I guess he was just doing me a favor. Really, I don’t think it’s such a big deal.” B says defensively.

“So how are you close friends with Kai?” Yuna asks, focused on the topic of Kai.

“We were best friends back in elementary school, practically inseparable, until we were finally separated when my family had to move away.” B explains. “Since then, I’ve only seen him a few times each year to catch up when we could, but since I got the chance to transfer schools, I ended up choosing the one he happens to go to now.”

“Oh wow, so you 2 grew up together.” Yuna says. “What was he like when he was younger?”

“Kai? He was gross.” B says, wrinkling her nose. “I mean, we were kids. He was a silly boy, always pulling pranks, always teased me and annoyed the hell out of me, but he was the sweetest boy I knew and the best friend I had.” she says, a fond smile on her face.

“Oh wow, I can only imagine. He sounds like he was an amazing kid. Is there any history between you two? Have you ever…dated?” Yuna asks, an intense look on her face.

Ryujin swats Yuna’s shoulder. “Yuna, come on. Can you please shut up about Kai.” she says teasingly. It was only then when B realized that Yuna probably had a crush on Kai.

“Oh, don’t worry, no romantic history between him and I at all. And there never will be.” B says. “I mean I had a crush on him at first when we were kids, but ew god, I can’t see him as anything other than a brother now.”

Yuna raises a brow. “Oh, you had a crush on him? Are you sure you don’t have any feelings for him now?” she asks. B was amazed at how straightforward this girl was, somehow she admired her for it.

B shakes her head. “Positive. None at all.”

“Well now that that’s been settled,” Ryujin says, wanting to steer the conversation away from Kai, “what do you think of his friends then?”

“You mean the other council members? What about them?” B asks.

“Well, in case you haven’t noticed, they’re practically legends at this school. And with good reason.” Ryujin explains. “MO Academy has never had a group of guys as talented, smart, charismatic, and attractive as them around. Especially not all in one group, and especially not in the student council. They’re legendary.”

Yuna nods. “TXT are like the gods of MOA.”

“What exactly is TXT?” B asks. “The guys mentioned it during the tour, but when I asked them they didn’t really know either.”

“It’s a nickname that people started calling them. I’m actually not sure who started it or what it means exactly, I think it means Tall and Tasty, cause they all are.” Yuna says, laughing. “But I think it means different things to different people, depending on who you ask.”

“Tall and Tasty?” B says, amused. “I mean, they are all practically giants.”

“They’re all pretty tasty, too! I mean, you’ve seen them. You spent the whole morning with them. You should know.” Yuna says teasingly.

“I mean, they’re all pretty friendly and nice.” B says. “But I don’t really know them yet, so I really can’t judge.”

“Well if you must know, they’re all pretty much legendary in their own ways.” Yuna says. “First there’s the youngest member, Kai.”

“I already know about him. I grew up with him.” B says, but Yuna interjects.

“Yes, but do you know what he’s like now?” Yuna begins, “He’s dreamy, he’s charming, he’s cheeky, he’s-”

“Yeah yeah, let’s just say Kai is like the human version of Dopamine.” Ryujin interrupts, wanting to keep it short and straightforward.

Yuna nods. “He’s like a ray of sunshine, he’s energetic and he makes everyone feel warm and fuzzy. Not to mention talented, he’s the president of the Art club, he’s part of the instrumental team for Jazzed, and he’s the student council’s public relations officer, so he’s an all-around friendly person.”

“Wait, he’s part of the instrumental team for what now?” B asks. “I mean, I know he’s musically inclined, but I didn’t know if he was still like practicing it.”

“Jazzed, it’s our music club but there’s a lot more to it than music. They’re like an entire production crew or something, you’ll learn all about it on Club Recruitment Day.” Ryujin says dismissively. “Oh Yuna, you forgot to mention that Kai plays basketball.”

Yuna laughs. “How could I forget? He looks adorable in his jersey. Soobin and Yeonjun don’t look half bad either.”

“Wow, I didn’t know he was into sports.” B says, amused. “Do they all play basketball?”

“Nah, it’s just the 3, but Beomgyu and Taehyun definitely aren’t lacking in the extracurriculars either. They’ve all got different things going for them.”

“Different things?” B asks.

“Yeah, take Taehyun for example. While Kai is bright and energetic, Taehyun shines as well, but in a different way. He’s a scholar, so his grades are always topnotch, and he’s always been in the school’s Honors society. He excels at everything he does, such as singing and dancing. He has the best vocals in Jazzed club. He’s the president of the debate club, leading our school into regional championships since he started. Plus, he’s the student council vice president despite being just a sophomore, and he’s set to take over once Soobin graduates. Kang Taehyun is pretty much perfect, honestly.” Yuna enumerates.

Ryujin smirks. “Pretty much, except he’s just too perfect. No one can match him. He’s too focused on succeeding that he hasn’t really showed interest in dating anyone, or rather no one has succeeded in dating him anyway.”

“What do you mean no one’s succeeded?” B asks.

“Well, he has his fair share of admirers, and don’t get me wrong he’s very nice and charismatic, but it’s like he’s too nice? He’ll never flirt, he’ll never show interest. When girls talk to him, you can just feel that he’s not interested, even though he’s really polite.” Yuna explains. “He’s intense, but really nice. He’s like…a King. King Taehyun.”

“In contrast, Beomgyu is more laidback, less intense.” Ryujin begins. “He’s more into anything that has to do with cameras, like film and photography. He’s the best photographer and videographer on campus. He’s also the editor and chief of the school paper, but he isn’t uptight about how he runs it cause they say he’s more like a supportive mentor than a strict manager, but he’s a big perfectionist so despite his carefree style of handling things, he somehow manages to ensure flawless outputs in everything he does. He may be part of the student council, but he feels more like an average student compared to the rest of them, like he can make anyone feel like they’re his friend.”

Yuna nods. “Mhm, yeah, very well said for someone who used to date him.”

B’s eyes widened. “Wow, you and Beomgyu used to date? When? What happened?” she asks, surprised.

Ryujin chuckles at B’s reaction. “We went out last year while I was a freshman. He was assigned to give me my welcoming committee campus tour and we became friends for a bit before we started going out. It didn’t work out between us, and we only dated for a couple of months, but we’re still on pretty good terms now. No hard feelings or anything” she explains.

“You guys were really cute together.” Yuna says in awe. “I mean, you still are. You’ve still got great chemistry, even as post-break up friends, but you 2 were so sweet together. Remember when he played you that song last Valentine’s Day? That was the most adorable thing I’ve ever witnessed.”

“Oh wow, that sounds like something a girl could only dream of.” B sighs. “Wait, Beomgyu can sing too?”

Yuna nods. “Yes, and he can play the guitar like a pro.” she says dreamily. “If I were Ryujin, I would’ve melted on the spot.”

“I don’t melt. You’re just too much of a softy.” Ryujin scoffs. “And yeah, he’s pretty good at playing the guitar. His voice isn’t bad either. He’s part of the Jazzed club as well. Now that I think about it, all 5 members of the student council are in Jazzed.”

“What, they’re all musically inclined?” B asks, amazed.

Yuna nods. “Kai knows the most about instruments, Taehyun’s vocals are heavenly, Beomgyu plays the guitar like a pro, Soobin composes songs like a genius, and Yeonjun was just born to be the star.”

B nods, taking it all in, until she says, “Wait, Yeonjun? Born to be the star? The star of what?”

“Of, well, everything I guess?” Ryujin answers. “He writes songs and everyone says he can sing though no one’s really heard him sing before. And not only is he musically inclined, he’s the president of the dance club too, and he dances like he was born to do it.”

Yuna nods. “I mean, Kai’s amazing, but when Yeonjun dances, I can’t keep my eyes off of him.” she admits. “Not to mention he’s the captain of the basketball team. He dominates the court every time. You’d think Kai or Soobin would do better cause of their height, but Yeonjun’s got skills.”

“Yeonjun sounds amazing.” B says in awe. These boys were starting to sound more legendary by the minute.

Ryujin scoffs. “I mean, he’s great and all, but he’s…complicated.”

B raises a brow. “Complicated? How?”

“Well let’s just say that he’s got a lot of history, with a lot of people.” Yuna begins. “He’s hot and cold, one minute he’s on fire and the next he’s the ice king. First he’ll treat you like you’re the sun and the stars in his world then out of nowhere he becomes this black hole and you’re gone. Just like that.” She snaps her fingers. “I mean, I haven’t had any firsthand experience with him, but our friend Yeji was obsessed with him last year. They only went out a couple of times, but she was crushed.”

Ryujin shook her head with pity. “And despite his record, girls still fall at his feet. Every girl wants to believe that they can be ‘the one,’ I guess.”

“Oh god, no thanks. I was never into bad boys, anyway.” B says, laughing.

“No, don’t get us wrong, he’s not a bad boy. He’s actually a really nice, cool guy. He’s just complicated, is all.” Yuna clarifies.

Ryujin nods “And it’s not just his dating history that’s complicated. That guy’s life hasn’t been very easy on him, either. He even got suspended last year, so it’s a miracle that they let him in the student council again this year.”

B’s interest was immediately heightened. She’d been curious about it ever since Beomgyu let it slip during the tour. “He was suspended last year? What for?” she asks casually.

Yuna shrugs. “That’s the thing, no one really knows. No one ever mentions it out loud. He suddenly stopped coming into school in the middle of our final term. It was weird cause at the time he was already the student council secretary, and although his father pulls him out of school on some days, he was already set to graduate. It was supposed to be his final term at the school, but he just stopped coming to school altogether. And no one really knew why, the council members and everyone on the school board kept very hush about it, as if he never existed. Everyone assumed that his father had finally enlisted him to take over the family business, or that he had suddenly moved away or something, so it was a shock to everyone when his named appeared on the list of student council members again this year.” She explains. “I mean, sure he has to repeat his senior year and everything, but its’s a bit of a surprise that he’s still on the council despite getting suspended during his supposedly final term.”

“That does sound very strange.” B says. Hearing more about it only filled her head with more questions. She also felt sorry for him, as she remembered how bad her last term at her last school was for her as well. “Oh, you mentioned something about his father and the family business? What’s that about?”

“Oh, his father is the CEO of YJ Choi Corporation. His family owns it.” Ryujin pipes in. “You may think that all the students at this school are pretty rich, apart from the handful of scholars of course, but his family is filthy rich. Loaded. And he’s next in line as CEO, so his father sometimes pulls him out of school to do business stuff.”

B lets out a breath. “Oh wow. He does sound complicated.” she says, taking in all the new information. “He sounds very different from how you described the other boys.”

“Well, let’s just say they’re a very diverse group of boys with a very interesting group dynamic.” Ryujin says, chuckling.

“Oh, we haven’t even mentioned Mr. President, Choi Soobin himself.” Yuna squeals. “Now, he’s just absolutely–” she began, but was interrupted when the bell rang.

“Alright students, hope our first day of class was productive for you. I have clearly outlined our syllabus for the term, so I expect some reading to be done in advance. Biology is fun! See you all tomorrow.” their teacher says as he dismisses the class.

“Class is over already? Wow, the period just flew by. Is it really lunch time already?” Ryujin asks.

B shrugs and checks her phone for the time. Only then does she see the number of texts from Kai.

“Hey B, you wanna have lunch with us? We haven’t even mentioned Soobin yet! I’m sure our other friends wouldn’t mind having you with us either.” Yuna asks her excitedly.

“Actually, Kai and his friends already offered to have lunch with me. He’s actually waiting for me outside.” B says apologetically.

Yuna’s eyes widen. “Oh my god, he’s outside our room?? Right now?” she squeals. “Can I walk you out of the room? Maybe you can introduce us.” Yuna asks, her eyes sparkling.

B laughs. “Yeah, sure, let’s go.” she says, collecting her things. As she walks out the door with Ryujin and Yuna by her side, she sees Kai standing across the hall, leaning against some lockers. He stands up straight as he sees the girls walk out.

“Baba! Why weren’t you answering my texts?” he asks, pouting a bit.

“Sorry, I got caught up in something with my seatmates.” she says, laughing. “Ningning, these are my seatmates, Yuna,” she says, gesturing to Yuna, who gives Kai a bright smile and a friendly wave which Kai reciprocates, “and this is–”

“Ryujin! Hey.” Kai says, surprised. “Haven’t seen you around in a while.” he says a bit awkwardly.

B was about to ask him how he knew her, until she remembered her history with Beomgyu.

“Right back at ya.” Ryujin says, laughing slightly. “Well, Yuna and I have to go meet up with the girls. Say hi to Gyu for me.” she says, tugging at Yuna’s arm and giving B a smile before heading down the hall.

B turns to face Kai, her eyebrow raised. “I think you have a lot of explaining to do.” she says.

“What do you mean?” Kai asks, laughing nervously.

“I’ll fill you in on the way to lunch. Let’s go.” B says, hooking Kai’s arm with hers as she starts to walk down the hall.

“Um, Baba?” Kai says, trying to pull B in his direction. “Lunch is this way.” he says.

B lets out a huff, turns around, and pulls Kai in the other direction. “Okay, so here’s what I know so far…”

•°•

“So is it true?” B asks after relaying everything to Kai.

“Is what true?” he asks, his arm still hooked in hers as he leads her past the quadrangle and into the grassy school grounds.

“Um, everything? Beomgyu and Ryujin’s history, Taehyun being a scholar, Yeonjun being suspended last year?” she says in return. “Plus, where the hell are we going? Wasn’t the cafeteria the other way?”

Kai smiles. “Yeah, I guess you can say there’s some truth to it all. And yeah, I know where the cafeteria is, but that’s not where we’re going.”

“Just some truth? What do you mean?” she asks. “And if we’re not going to the cafeteria, then where are we going?” she asks again, exasperated. She hated walking, and it felt like they’ve been walking for an hour even though it had only been 5 minutes.

Kai abruptly stops walking then, startling B as she walks into his chest. “Oof, what–” she starts, but Kai looks at her intently then, which shut her up. She hadn’t seen him look this serious since they were kids.

“Look, people talk. Everyone has a lot of things to say, you will hear many things about me and everyone else in the council. Some of these things may be true, but some of them might be complete bullshit. I��ll tell you everything you need to know later, but right now, I need you to set your curiosity aside and just enjoy having lunch with us.” he says softly. “I know you’re curious, I know how stubborn you can be, I know you’re probably dying to know everything. Trust me, I know you.” he says, laughing a bit when she pouted at him. “But right now I just need you to behave, enjoy my company, and try not to act like a lunatic. Can you do that for me?”

B nods. “You know I would never embarrass you, if that’s what you mean.” she huffs. “I promise to keep my mouth shut in front of your friends” she says. “Now will you tell me where the hell we’re having lunch?”

Kai grins. “Thanks, Baba. You’re the best.” he squeezes her cheek. “No need to tell you, we’re almost there.” he says, leading her a few more steps forward until they finally reach a gazebo draped with different kinds of flowers, and inside was a round table made of marble with a round bench built in along its walls. And on the bench sat the 4 other members of the student council, their packed lunches spread out across the round table, looking like something out of an anime.

B raised a brow at Kai as they approached the gazebo. “A garden gazebo is your lunch spot? Are you kidding me? What kind of students are you?” Kai just laughs in response. “Do you guys eat lunch here everyday?”

“Why don’t you ask them?” Kai says, before waving a hand in the air and yelling “Hey guys, we’re here!”

4 heads turn towards them then, and they all smile as they see Kai and B approaching.

“Took you guys long enough. Come sit with us.” Taehyun says, motioning them over.

“Where do you wanna sit, Baba?” Kai asks as they enter the gazebo. “Wanna sit next to me?”

“Come on, she’s probably sick of you by now, Hyuka.” Beomgyu scoffs jokingly, while the other boys snicker. “You can sit wherever you want, B.” he says.

B assessed the situation. It was a round table, so there weren’t really any sides to choose from. The one closest to the entrance of the gazebo was Yeonjun, and he seemed to be busy as he kept alternating between using his phone and leaving it on the table. Beomgyu and Taehyun were beside each other, and their food was already half eaten so she could tell that they had already settled in. Next was Soobin, who had his lunch box on the table still unpacked, he had both hands atop the table as if he were waiting for everyone to arrive before getting started on his lunch. Out of the 4 boys seated, B figured it would be safest to sit next to Soobin.

“Alright then, I think I’ll sit next to Mr. President himself.” B says, making her way around the table towards where Soobin was seated. “Do you mind?” she asks with a sweet smile on her face.

He smiles brightly as he says, “Not at all, this spot is all yours.” He pats on the space next to him. She thanks him as she sets her things down and takes a seat.

Kai follows suit and occupies the space next to her. “Good call, Baba. I usually sit next to Soobin anyway. Yeonjun’s always too busy to talk, while Gyu and Taehyun start eating right away.” he says, laying his lunch on the table.

Beomgyu snorts. “It’s only cause you all take your sweet ass time getting here, my stomach waits for no one.”

Taehyun, surprisingly, nods in agreement. “Time is important, and we only have an hour to eat and rest, so I’d like to maximize the free time I have.” he says matter-of-factly. “Unless you’d prefer that we wait for you to get here before we begin?”

It took B a moment before she realized that Taehyun was talking to her, Kai had to nudge her leg under the table before she straightened up, swallowed her food, and gave Taehyun a bright smile. “No, you guys don’t have to worry about me, thanks. Sorry, my mouth was full.” she replied sheepishly.

Taehyun smiled back warmly, and damn it, he did look somehow regal as he did. “Thanks, we’ll keep that in mind. No worries.” he said.

“So how’s your first day at MOA so far, B?” Soobin asks politely as he begins to eat as well.

Just as B swallows her food and opens her mouth to answer Soobin’s question, she stops when the sound of a cellphone ringing loudly pierces through the gazebo.

“Yeonjun, why isn’t your phone on silent mode? Lunch break still counts as school hours, you kno–” Taehyun begins, but he stops when he sees the tense look on Yeonjun’s face. “Oh.” he says quietly. The rest of the boys fall silent too.

Yeonjun purses his lips together and stands up to leave before answering his phone. He steps out of the gazebo as he says “Hello?”

“So…” Beomgyu begins, breaking the silence. “B? How’s your first day so far?”

She plasters on a smile, trying to tune out Yeonjun as he spoke on the phone a few steps away from the gazebo. “So far, so good. I thought my science class would be lonely, but I was able to get along with my seatmates, so it wasn’t too bad.”

“…it’s my first day back, and already you pull shit like this?” B heard Yeonjun say, as much as she tried not to listen.

“Oh right, none of us have 3rd period with you.” Soobin says. “Good to know you got along with some classmates though.”

“…do you seriously think it’s a good idea for me to skip class on my first day back…”

“Seatmates, huh? Who are they? Anyone we know?” Beomgyu asks curiously.

Taehyun comments “I doubt it would be anyone you know since she takes Sophomore Science and you’re a batch higher than her class.”

“…I’m still on probation from last term, so I honestly don’t think this is the best…”

“Oh actually,” B begins, until she feels Kai kick her shin under the table. She does her best to suppress any expression of pain and annoyance as she looks at Kai, who was giving her a warning smile. She smiled at him with the same energy as she continued, “actually, it was just a couple of girls in my grade. They were really nice, very good company, so they actually made third period enjoyable for me.”

“…please, I don’t want to go…”

“Well I bet your next period will be more enjoyable, since you’ll be sharing it with me.” Beomgyu says, wiggling his brows at her, which caused her to laugh and Kai to scoff.

“Please, I bet it’ll be a snore.” Kai says. “It is French class, after all.”

“…I’m at the gazebo.” Yeonjun says as he finishes the call and makes his way back into the gazebo.

“Yes, it’s French class, but French class with me is better than just plain French class, you know what I’m saying?” Beomgyu says, trying to keep the atmosphere light as Yeonjun sits back down.

All the boys look at him with concern, and there’s a moment of silence as they all seem to be waiting for him to speak.

Yeonjun runs his hand through his blue hair, clearly frustrated. “So, apparently, I’m being pulled out of classes this afternoon.” he says. “My dearest father sends his regards.” he adds bitterly.

“Already? But it’s just your first day back.” Soobin says with a hint of concern. “You feeling okay?”

Yeonjun nods. “Yeah, it just sucks I guess.” he sighs. “Sorry you had to see that, by the way.” he apologizes to B. “But as you can see, my dad is a bit of a dick and wants me to skip afternoon classes on my first day back.”

B nods, accepting his apology. “Trust me, I know how shitty parents can be.” she says sympathetically. “I’ve never known any parent who actually wants their child to skip classes, though. Can he do that?” she asks.

The blue-haired boy laughs as he says “Trust me, my father is unlike any parent you know.” he says, as he starts to collect his things. “And trust me, he can do anything.”

“Looks like your chariot awaits.” Kai says, as a black sedan with blacked out windows pulls up close to the gazebo.

Yeonjun sighs as he stands up and slings his bag over his shoulder. “See you later, alligators.” he says, giving the boys a salute.

“Come back soon, crocodile.” the 4 boys respond, giving him salutes back. A man dressed in a black suit steps out of the car and opens the door, waiting for Yeonjun to come inside.

As Yeonjun steps out of the gazebo, he pauses, looks back and says “Later, Baby.” as he flashes a smile her way before continuing on and getting into the car.

There’s silence as everyone watches the car drive away.

“Okay, I hope you guys don’t mind me asking, but I think that warrants some sort of explanation.” B says, breaking the silence. The other boys look at her then, and she could tell by the looks on their faces that they knew she was right, but that they were hesitant to tell her anything. She felt Kai squeeze her hand under the table. She looks at him, and he gives her a small nod, and she takes it as a go signal to ask,

“So, what was that all about?”

[taehyungsgrowl]

SFW Alphabet for Nate

I think I did it wrong last time bc I was waiting for people to send me letters when I was just supposed to go down the list. But I’m a dummy so disregard half of what I say.

i hope you guys like them and thank you virgo anon for the input w these 🥺i love our baby 🥺

Here we go:

A- Activity (What is their favorite activity to do with you.)

-- i think he likes doing new things w you. and i know that sounds cliche BUT hear me out. duncan is a bit of a home body 🥺loves to be curled up w reader sharing kissies and cuddling. nate enjoys that too but i think trying new adventures w you is his favorite. i can see him being the type to like hiking dates!! (also lets not forget the tik tok videos you guys make together )

B- Beginnings (How do they act in the beginning of a relationship)

-- considering the beginning did start off as something kinda casual between him and reader, he kept it as such. but he’s such a natural charmer that even when he’s not trying, he just comes across as super sweet. they’d finish hooking up and he’d offer her to stay over or get them food (not bc he felt like he needed to but it’s just the kinda guy he is) i think he probably let his goofy side out right at the beginning as well. its what helped y/n open up to him and feel at ease w him 🥺

C- Communication (Are they good communicators? How do they normally talk about their problems or solve issues)

-- big sigh. nate? was the KING of communication!! hell! he was able to talk to duncan (who ISNT the best at communicating) when they weren’t even friends and helped him talk to dumb!reader. plus he’d always been open about his feelings. told y/n right away when he knew he was in love. (i only say he WAS bc he should have told y/n he was struggling before he ended up in the hospital 🥺)

D- Drunk (What are they like when they’re drunk)

-- koala bear cuddly drunk!! not just between him and reader! but he will love on anyone! (omg.. you know dunc was a little 😳when drunk!bro!nate started hugging him... hiding his face in duncs neck... telling he smells good... telling him how much he loves him... bros 👯‍♂️)

E- Emergency (How are they in emergency situations? You get hurt, they get hurt, someone is dying etc..)

— oh god. nate is the type to keep cool and collected in an emergency - even if he were the one having an emergency 🥺 like if reader would’ve been w him during his car accident, she would have been worried sick over him and he’d just be like, “hey, look at me. i’m okay, yeah? a lot stronger than i look, babe.” even if it hurt like hell because he doesn’t wanna worry her. if you were in an emergency or got hurt, he’d go into sexy doctor mode. “tell me where it hurts.” squeezing your hand to reassure you, “i got you.” also kissies where it hurts 🥺 and he’s such a good listener too wow we have no choice but to simp.

F- Free Spot (I’ll give you any headcanon I come up with)

-- i’m just gonna share one head canon that virgo anon tossed at me that really made me 🥺 baby nate 🥺 and how when he was younger he was always a nice boy 🥺 but wasnt the popular or “hot” one until he grew into himself in college 🥺 when he got maxie and it helped him manage his stress enough to be able to make connections 🥺y’all when she said that it made me heart 🥺 my sweet boy

G- Gifts (What kind of gifts do they give? What kind of gifts do they get?)

-- i think his gifts are rarely “over the top” but !! they’re simple and personalized!!! like a lil necklace w his initials / name 🥺or maybe he has someone make a picture of you two into an animation? like have someone draw you guys (do u know what im talking about?) as far as gifts for him, he enjoys like “interactive gifts” like sending him on a lil scavenger hunt (nate loves setting them up for you too 🥺) but if you set one up for HIM? god! he’d love you!

H- Hugs (How do they show affection/cuddle)

-- nate loves! loves! to give forehead kissies (not just because he’s tall fjhsjh) and being hugged (or picked up) in his strong arms!! loves it!! he loves being the big spoon 🥺i love him. 

I- Irritation (What is something that irritates them? How do they show their irritation?)

-- that reader continues to choose duncan over him fkjsvsfkv he wears his heart on his sleeve so i think when nate is upset or irritated... you know. 

J- Jackpot (How would they spend their winnings if they won the lottery?)

-- does nate have more $ than the shepherds? debatable. but he isn’t as... flashy w his money as duncan is. he’s a little more down to earth if that makes sense. BUT thats besides the point. he’d probably donate a lot to a charity of his choice than take you on a little get away. maybe a cross country road trip 🥺 or off to an island getaway. he’s flexible. 

K- Kryptonite (What is their ultimate weakness?)

-- virgo anon made me 🥺when we were talking about this bc nate would do anything for the people he loves and 🥺that gets him hurt. especially when he feels like those people dont love him in the way he does them 🥺

L- Laughter (What makes them laugh?)

-- clown!! nate is the guy that always keeps you laughing 🥺and most times he cant even contain his own laughter omg i will cry im in love with one man

M- Morning ( How do they wake up in the morning? Are they a morning person or a morning grouch?)

-- he’s a morning person 🥺 likes to start off his morning with a run and protein shake SMH fitness KING. 

N- Needy (When do they feel particularly needy? How do they show it?)

-- he’s so used to being the one who’s needed 🥺 it takes him a while to be comfy being vulnerable and needy. idk if there’s anything in particular that sets him off to be like this - but i’d like to think it happens at random. like youre on the couch and he just nuzzles his face on your tummy for you to pet his hair. he demonstrates it by wanting to be close to you 🥺

O- Oasis (Where is their happy place? Where would they go if they didn’t have anything holding them back?)

-- i think he’d be the kinda guy that enjoys the sun (not just bc he looks hot, shirtless on a beach) but yes. somewhere nice and sunny where he could have maxie w him 🥺if he could stay on the beach where he started falling for dumb!reader (with her) for ever he would 🥺

P- Pain (How do they handle pain? How do they handle when you are in pain?)

-- emotional or physical? jfgksjdgsdk but no i think if he’s well regulated, he can handle pain well - it’s when he’s not that it’s a problem (w emotional pain) he stops taking care of himself the way he should and really spirals into his head a lot you know 🥺i think he can handle others being in pain better than himself bc he loves a lot and its easier to focus his attention on trying to fix things for them (like we said his biggest weakness is doing too much for those he loves)

Q- Quote (What’s a quote that fits them and your relationship)

-- “loving is easy” fjskfsf not to be too corny but 🥺being w nate was easy... always on the same page.. and made her feel good. 🥺

R- Reunion (How do they celebrate seeing you after a long time of being apart)

-- lots!!! of kissies!! picking you up!! holding you close!!! physical touch is pretty high on his love language list i think 🥺(i think quality time or acts of service might be his top two though) 

S- Stress (What stresses them out? How do deal with stress and how do they relieve it?)

-- i generally think duncan is more of a control freak than nate, but i do think to some extent, they’re similar that when things feel out of their control, it really stresses them out. i think it manifests at different times. i think for duncan its more trivial things whereas w nate, if he feels like he could be doing something to “fix” something and he cant do anything it freaks him out. hes a healer, you know. i think working out is a big stress reliever for him 🥺my strong baby!! that and goofing off w reader 🥺

T- Terror (What are they afraid of?)

-- this kinda ties into his weakness (and could be amplified by his younger years) but he’s afraid of not really being enough for those he loves. especially if he was teased as a kid 🥺maybe thats why in a lot of his nightmares the theme of abandonment appears a lot 🥺i made myself SAD 🥺

U- Unique (What is a quirk that is unique to them?)

-- i asked virgo anon for help on this one 🥺and i love her so much 🥺 nate tugs on his hair when he’s nervous 🥺 he gets a lil annoyed after he buzzes it off and doesnt have much to pull on 🥺he likes to hold hands when spooning. loves to sing along to disney movies (but lets be honest, he’s the real prince KING)

V- Violence (Do they fight a lot? Are they a good fighter? What is their fighting style?)

-- well... idk if it’s fair to say he fights a lot because he tries not to resort to that - especially grad school nate. mostly because he knows he’s good at fighting. omfg... boxer!nate.... may have all my rights. and he doesn’t really wanna hurt anyone. BUT if needed!!! he will throw down. (ex. when dunc wouldnt let y/n leave the house. and then attacked him!! nate had to stand his ground 😌

W- Wow (What do you do that really surprises them? What do you do that they really like?)

-- idk i think nate was probably really surprised when reader gave him that second chance at friendship in the bathroom 🥺didnt think she would. on a lighter note, surprising him w fresh cooked meals always make him 🥺because... he’s trying but hasnt mastered the cooking thing yet.

X- (Explicit headcanon. For all you degenerates)

-- he’s uhh packing 😳and it hits all the right spots, you know 😳omfg and lets not forget the dickscussion we had about his head game being stronger than duncans 😌

Y- Yucky (Is there something that grosses them out so badly that they can’t deal with it?)

-- i wasnt sure what really grossed out medical professionals (if anything djsfs) but we kinda head canon for him to be into family / pediatric medicine so anything w LOTS of blood loss probably freaks him out 

Z- ZZZ’s (What are their sleeping habits? Both with and without you)

-- my baby. nate has really bad night terrors especially on bad(tm) days. it usually helps to have someone w him to be able to keep him calm when he wakes up 🥺if its not y/n you can bet maxie will be there for tons of kissies. he’s a sleep talker 🥺and when sleeping w you he loves being big spoon 🥺and when he’s alone, he kinda sleeps curled up and w a lot of pillows. comfort KING

[krolock-in-the-snowlock]

Part 2 - Broadway’s Dance of the Vampires Commentary

Act 2

• And here we are again, after taking a week or two to recover from act 1

• I have no idea what’s going to happen but I’m gonna finish what I started, no matter what it takes

• Ok the video is ready, I don’t think I am but here we go

• Ok well the opening music was more like titanic than tanz

• Ooh ok we have lots of vague figures on stairs, probably vampires but it’s hard to tell with the 480p video quality

• Hmmm are we having a reprise of totale finsternis?

• That staircase is looking

• Glad to see the audience is cracking up again at the use of total eclipse of the heart

• Those couple guys are having a great time

• They’re like

• haHAAA

• Good for them

• Glad someone’s enjoying this

• I would be annoyed that this whole thing is seen as funny when the original scene is really cool but hey this whole thing is just one big old parody so what could I expect

• Distancing myself from it by calling it a parody is the only thing getting me through thiis

• I don’t think they’re using all the same lyrics as total eclipse so at least there’s that

• But the lyrics are too romancey and soppy ugh

• Michael your singing is actually quite nice aside from the hint of giovannui at the edges of your words

• ARE THEY NOT DOING THE HARMONIES

• NO

• The harmonies are the best part of the song noooo

• And I think his voice would probably harmonise quite well

• And he ISN’T SINGING TURN AROUND WITH THE BACKING SINGERS

• wHY

• there was no dramatic krolock walking down the staircase slowly

• but then again I don’t think giovanni could do that

• he’d probably trip on the second step, crash down the stairs and be like I’m a-fine! Hee hee!

• Oh

• Oh no

• I think they are doing harmonies but they’re just

• Wrong

• So wrong

• Or maybe good ol’ giovanni has just forgotten the key he’s supposed to be singing in

• Entirely possible

• I don’t think giovanni would particularly care about the rules of music

• Oh giovanni is literally just like come to the gates of hell with me and sarah seems chill with iy

• She’s singing along

• She’a having a good time

• NOOO they harmonised poorly during the verse where there should be no harmonies but they sTILL WON’T HARMONISE IN THE CHORUS

• I HATE IT

• -22/10 would not listen again

• But then that sums up the whole musical tbh

• The phrase ‘hold me tight’ should not be in this song

• Wrong vibes my friends

• This fails the vibe check

• Oh no they’re attempting a couple of the original harmonies

• 2 lines in and it’s not going well

• ???????

• Wait

• They’re both singing harmonies for sarah’s line but NOBODY IS SINGING SARAH’S LINE

• Sarah sing your own part

• What r u doing

• Sarah

• This is horrible pls stop

• Once again the staging is mostly just the two pigeons again

• Except the squawking is more evenly split between the two

• Back and forth

• Wait

• Hmm

• There appears to be either a cult or aa group of monks (is there a name for that? A flock of pigeons, a murder of crows, a prayer of monks?) gathering in the backgroubd

• Did nobody tell them yhis room was taken

• Or maybe sarah and giovanni didn’t book the room

• Maybe it’s just turned midnight and their hour is up

• Someone check the dramatic staircase room booking sheet pls

• Ok ok but there’s nothing you can do, a total eclipse of the heart??

• The whole point is that sarah is trying to choose to be free and make her own choices

• If there’s nothing she can do then that sort of defeats the purpose

• Oh wait yeah this sarah wasn’t locked up

• Never mind

• None of this makes sense anyway

• Really missing krolock’s cape rn

• Nothing looks as good without it

• If giovanni had a cape he might even make it from a -13/10 to nearly a 1/10

• Oh the cult is following giovanni

• Maybe he invited them..?

• Having that many candles on the stairs cab’t be practical

• And tbh is frankly quite dangerous if u ask me

• …and once again we end with some undeservinf applause

Round 4: the boys are back in town

• Ah here comes alfred with his self-narration

• Did he just lightly crack the fourth wall..?

• Oh god and the vampire hunting squad is joined by giovanni ‘buonasera’ von krolock

• Ew did he just say scrumptious? That word should be spoken by grannies and posh mothers alone

• I love how he’s just sat in a throne in the middle of nowhere

• Is this outside his castle? Inside? Somewhere else entirely? We may never know

• Oh sorry I stand corrected it appears I have been incorrectly naming giovanni this whole time

• His full name appears to be count giovanni coppolini travancoli von krolock (or something along those lines) of the sicilian side of the family

• Albus percival wulfric brian dumbledore anyone?

• I just.

• Why is he italian

• Krolock does not sound remotely italian

• Do vampires have a connection to italy?

• If so I am not aware

• Once again, I must ask: why is 75% of the staging of this musical just people stood at opposite ends of the stage facing each other

• Those bats look like family? I guess they would

• Oh my god why is alfred threatening giovanni

• I guess nobody’s gonna be pretending not to know what the others are

• Which gets straight to the point I suppose

• While not necessarily good at self-preservation, alfred sure is efficient

• But maybe too efficient because we still have an hour left to go

• This version of alfred is like a chihuahua with small dog sydrome yapping at a bigger dog, excpet giovanni is only slightly bigger than him and is probably a flea-infested chinese crested dog dressed in a halloween costume from wish.com

• …piccolo alfredo.

• This scene is really bringing out the offensively fake italian in giovanni

• WHY. IS. HE. OFFERING. ALFRED. A. SPONGE. SHAPED. LIKE. A. PENIS

• WHY IS HE MAKING IT GO FLACCID EWWWW NOOO

• I NEED EYE AND BRAIN BLEACH

• Are they saying… erbert..?

• Oh yay he’s french

• Quick tip, directors: the french would not pronounce the t either unless you added an e at the end (I think)

• Also e is more like air rather than er from what I remember

• So really it would be airbair??

• Which is stupid

• Tl;dr: do not make him french and still call him herbert

• Oh and herbert wearing bright blue? No thx I prefer his purple sparkles and black

• His hair and wig aren’t even done well *sigh* herbert would hate this

• See giovanni made a joke and the audience clearly liked it but I could not catch a word of what he said

• Oh god this herbert is wrong

• Herbert never actually speaks to krolock in tanz

• Which tbh is a shame but i prefer it over… whatever this is…

• Huh so it is set in transylvania, giovanni and airbear are just italian and french bc y not

• Neat

• Cool cool cool

• Wait so they were in the library the whole time???????

• I’m so confused rn

• Why does his library have a coffee bar..? you know what, never mind

• Ah ambronsius is clearly about to sing his book song

• …or maybe not? Giovanni is apparently trying to seduce him too..?

• The staging is a bit like vor dem schloss

• It’s the right time for it but who knows

• And one of the first decent harmonies of the musical is a line between giovanni and ambronsius singing about books bc apparently this is a book club now

• Oh no is koukol called boris

• If it isn’t boris johnson I’m gonna be disappointed (or relieved)

• Apparently the throne just glides backwards

• Like a magic carpet exceot it doesn’t leave the ground so i suppose actually more like a chair with wheels, which is much less exciting

• That didn’t deserve a clap

• I can’t figure out if they’re being open about their intentions or not because they seem to change their minds every 10 seconds

• There’s suddenly a bed?

• Oh god ok let’s see if they mess up carpe noctem

• Well the music is for an entirely different song so this will be interesting

• Hmm ok it is that completly different song

• Is that airbear..?

• Or alfred #2?

• Bc it should be krolock singing that song but idek

• At least we get a cape and mostly good singing

• Ah here we go

• Carpe noctem looking its usual weird self

• oH GOD NOT ITS USUAL SELF

• I do not remember winged demons dancing on the bed in the original

• But hey there’s more capes

• Something to be grateful for

• I’m really not sure what’s going on here

• Oh ok I can finally see the dream krolock

• He’s doing all those jumps in a suit rather than shirtless with leggings so he looks a little less cool sorry to him

• But yh i still have no idea who is singing the main vocals

• And it’s over

• Ha alfred lowkey looks like brian david gilbert in that one bit

• Sorry alfred your i’m scared but i’m gonna do this for sarah song isn’t quite as sweet when you’re super confident

• One thing i never understood was how ambronsius slept through alfred’s singing

• Ah it appears he did not

• He’s hugging ambronsius..?

• Does he do that in the original?

• Ha ha very funny professor sibilance and homovampiricus

• Oh and alfred happily just whacks chagal on the head nice nice totally in character

• The coffins are empty???

• Why is chagal in a nice coffin

• Where does giovanni sleep

• I guess in his floating mansion of a coffin

• If anything herbert would have that

• WHY IS MRS CHAGAL HERE

• WHY IS ALFRED EAGER TO KILL CHAGAL

• Oh he’s finally turning magda

• ..and his wife?

• Apparently

• Are they in a polyamorous relationship now

• They will not all fit in that one coffin I’m sorry

• And here’s herbert

• Ew herbert is so cheap

• Like he was flirty in the original but this is ridiculous

• Ugh too many cheap gay jokes

• airbear is sO much worse than I could have imagined

• Huh maybe alfred is confirmed a little bi here

• Ok yeah alfred is definitely having his bi awakening here

• And at least the whole thing is a little more consensual here

• Oh yeah alfred’s bi as hell, he’s singing harmonies with airbear

• But he’s still trying to escape?

• I guess he is a bit confused

• Wait so airbear ended that thinking alfred wanted him? Different but more accurate to the events

• 40 minutes to go

• Mrs krolock is apparently a disguise he uses around sarah too? Ok

• Well the vampires are about to wake so this is where things really should start getting good but I’m sure they won’t

• I don’t like that one of them laughed

• I don’t think they’re even harmonising

• Lazy

• Ah ok here we go harmonies

• These are nice actually

• The lower part is louder than usual, which actually works quite nicely

• The vampires aren’t as jolty and creepy though

• Ew the guitar is bad

• What was that horrible whining between notes

• Oooh this should be sie irren professor

• Oh no, I guess giovanni has decided to bypass the threatening and has gone straight to physical assault

• There’s a prophecy? Alright then. Bit abrupt

• Dammit so they’re going straight into die unstillbare gier without sie irren professor

• Maybe it’s for the best… giovanni was never going to sound that threatening anyway

• Half an hour to go

• I can do this

• Let’s see how he massacres one of the best songs in the musical

• Also he’s starting the song at the front of the stage not the top, and it’s just weird

• When giovanni has been so comedic and dumb the whole time this song just won’t work

• …and the firsg two lines don’t rhyme… great start

• He has a cape though

• Pls I just want 1 cape swish

• Oh but the cape is pathetic

• Oh

• This song could have been good

• But the lyrics aren’t as good in places and he’s still got hints of giovanni’s stupid accent

• What a tragedy

• Well they’re giving a little more detail about his previous victims which is interesting at the very least

• The lyrics don’t have enough syllables

• And ugh they’re not very good either

• There are a few nice ones but most of them…

• I use my body just like a bandage, I use my body just like a wound

• And the prize for worst lyric yet goes to…

• And what makes it worse is that those replaced ich will frei und freier werden und werde meine ketten nicht los

• One of my favourite parts of the song

• And I just want to add that he’s barely moving too

• He doesn’t climb to the top and run down to collapse on the floor

• He just. Stands there.

• Like a badly dressed rock.

• Oh but the stage tilts now to form a straight wall

• So it’s not even like they couldn’t have the stage rise as he runs down

• They just left it raised for him to do nothing on and then got rid of it completely

• They replaced doch die with buuuuuut which does NOT work at all

• You need two syllables to separate the two notes

• This is awful

• They changed the tune a tiny bit which is fine I guess, not as satisfying though

• I just

• *sigh*

• His voice is good. With good lyrics and the original character, he could have done it really well

• I hate that potential was wasted

• Which, again, goes for the whole trainwreck of a musical

• I can’t make out all of the lyrics and I’m not sure if that’s a mild annoyance or a blessing

• Like, i have no idea what he said in the last little bit

• But hey that’s that

Part 3 - The Ball and Beyond

[boyfriend-vernon]

f i r e w o r k s

g e n r e - s m u t

w a r n i n g s - s e m i - p u b l i c, f i n g e r i n g, b l o w j o b,                            e x p l i c i t  l a n g u a g e

o r i g i n a l  c o n t e n t - i did write this and the original that can be found on wattpad at the user ong_seunguwu

o r i g i n a l  i d o l - j u n g  h o s e o k

a u t h o r  n o t e -   i tried to include every member. if i missed a member it was not on purpose or out of biased opinion... trust me. in the case that i did miss someone please note that i am sorry and i love all of my boys. also please remember that in all case when you say no it means no! no exceptions! 

Sandwiches? Check!

Chips? Check!

Drinks? Check!

Blankets?Check!

You continue your mental list as you gather everything you needed for your day out with the boys. You've been waiting so long for them to come back home from tour, especially Vernon. You two had been friends since your diaper days and watching him grow up to be such a successful person overfilled you with joy and happiness, but it also made you lonely. No longer could you do movie nights, or go out for coffee. No more library meet-ups or bestie days. Nowadays, you could barely hear his voice. He did his best to call you, even managed to send you cute texts from time to time. You can't count on your fingers how many times you had to chastise him because he would try and force himself awake to face time you. He was a sweetheart, no one could deny that. He was the greatest friend that anyone could ask for, but more often than not, you wished he was more.

With a small shake of your head, you grab your things and head to your car.

"No point in getting your hopes up..." You sigh to yourself as you get in your car. You decided that now may be a good time to call him and make sure everyone was ready.

"Hello?" a groggily deep voice answered.

You facepalm as you hear his voice knowing you'd once again forgotten his odd sleep schedule.

"Hey V!" you reply.

"Oh, baby, it's you," he begins and your face heats up. Not only was his sleepy voice sexy as hell, he had never called you that before.

"I was just having a lovely dream about you." he finishes with a deep and tired chuckle.

"Y-you were?" you stutter out questioningly, "What about me?"

You can almost hear the smirk fall upon his lips as he speaks to you. "Well, kitten, there was a lack of clothing on both of our parts and you were pretty quiet since your mouth was wrapped around my c-"

"HANSOL CHWE!" you exclaim loudly, snapping him out of his deeply fatigued stupor.

"Shit, What was I saying?" he questioned shaking his head trying to clear his foggy brain.

"N-Nothing! I'll see you in a bit. I'm on my way! Bye!" You squeak out and quickly hang up your phone, throwing it in the passenger seat. You lean your head against the steering and groan, not so innocent thoughts crossing your mind. With a heavy groan, you start your car and head over to the boys, praying that they were up.

~~~~~~~~~

Vernon lets out a soft groan as he rolls on his bed, trying to make himself more comfortable as he slowly succumbs to the soft lullaby of sleep. Just as he was about to sleep once more, life had to be a pain in the ass. In other words, Seungkwan and Mingyu were up.

"Hansol! Wake up! Wake up!"

"It's almost noon~"

"Aren't we going to see (Y/N) today?"

At that last statement, Vernon shot out of his bed, slipping and almost falling face-first on the wooden floor. How could I be so stupid?! I should've been up by now! Y/N will be here any minute and I haven’t even had a shower! What kind of best friend am I?! With a racing mind, he runs to his closet and grabs a decent outfit for the day and then begins running to the shower, but before he could get to the door, he was stopped once again by the ever-annoying yet loveable mood-makers of the group.

"Hansol... You move so slow!" Mingyu teased "mimicking" Vernon’s supposedly slow walking.

"Shut up! I'm moving aren't I?!" Hansol replies kinda snarkily.

Mingyu cackles and Hansol shakes his head before walking to the bathroom. He lays his clothes over the rack beside the tub and quickly strips. Usually, Vernon locks the door behind him, but he was in too much of a rush to even think about that.

As he rubs the soap lathered washcloth over his abdomen he hears the bathroom door open. He freezes but sighs in relief when he hears Jihoon begin speaking.

"You really should not answer phone calls unless you are fully awake," Jihoon states bluntly closing the door behind him.

"What do you mean?" he questions as he shampoos his hair thoroughly.

"Do you not remember what you said to Y/N?" Jihoon question with an almost audible smirk.

"N-No," Vernon replies opening his eyes to look at Woozi through the shower curtain, "What did I say?!" 

He shakes his head, "Let's just say telling your best friend that you had a dream about her sucking you off, isn't the best way to keep the friendship going."

Vernon coughs loudly, "I DID WHAT?!" He screams.

"Yea... Good luck covering that one up Hansol. There is no recovery from shit like that."

"Wow Ji thanks for the vote of confidence," Hansol responds sarcastically.

"Eh, my pleasure," Woozi begins, "Oh you also might find it a little complicated to get dressed without clothes to put on."

Jihoon walks out of the bathroom door to the sounds of Vernon screaming a few choice words that are only being met with cackles from Seungkwan, Mingyu, and Soonyoung.

Vernon finishes his shower angrily. After rinsing off his body he climbs out of the shower and wraps a plain white towel around his waist.

His heart stops when he hears shuffling in his room, followed by the faint singing of a females voice.

"Y/N," he calls out as he approaches his bedroom, "close your eyes."

"Why am I closing my ey-?" you question as you turn around to see a basically naked Vernon in the doorway.

You can't help but stare at the tall man, his perfect figure, and slightly damp and glistening abs.

He blushes darkly and as he fumbles to turn around and close the door he almost drops his towel.

You yelp and drop your gaze as he struggles to rewrap it around his waist. You sit on his bed and look in every direction but him. He walks over to the dresser, the whole time sneaking small glimpses of you blushing. Finally, with a sigh, he walks over to you and leans down to speak to you.

"Y/N I am sorry about what I said over the phone, but it wasn't a lie. I did have that dream and I am thinking about that dream now. I'm also thinking about kissing you. I think I'm going to do that. If you don't like it or want me to, then push me away." Vernon states bluntly as he lifts your chin and connects his lips with yours.

You automatically sink into the kiss. Of course, you wanted him to kiss you! You almost flipped your shit every time he got remotely close to you!

He gently licked your bottom lip before nibbling on it lightly. You opened your mouth and he happily slipped his tongue inside. He placed his hand on the back of your neck pulling you in deeper. You let out a quiet and light moan. As soon as you did he pulled away and looked you in the eyes.

In one swift motion, he was hovering over your body with your hands pinned above your head.

"Y/N?"

"Y-yes V?"

"Will you make my dream a reality?"

"W-what?! Vernon the boys are literally in the other room!"

"If they see it, then they see it. They would probably just be jealous anyways. I know I'd be jealous if I walked in on one of the boys with your lips wrapped around their dick."

"VERNON!"

He chuckled, "C'mon baby, for me?" he prodded kissing your neck.

You blushed darkly, "I-I'll do it."

Hansol smirked, "Good girl."

You blushed as he crawled off of you. You finally got a good look at his erection poking through the white towel. You stood up and grabbed his hips. You turned him so that he could sit on the bed. You removed his towel and somehow your blush darkened even more. He wrapped his hand in your hair and guided your head towards the tip of his cock. You opened your mouth and took the tip in. He let out a quiet and deep moan. He pushed your head down further around his length, letting his head drop back. He closed his eyes moaning in pleasure.

"You feel so good with your mouth around me like this Y/N. No wonder I woke up from my dream so happy." Hansol said forcing his cock to the back of your throat.

You gagged lightly and hummed around him.

"Ah, fuck!" he moaned deeply.

"Such a good little slut, but still you look so beautiful with me fucking your mouth like this." He mumbled out in between moans.

Listening to the vulgar words slipping off of his tongue and smothering you in dirty compliments made you even more turned on than before. He shoved your head down, his tip touching the back of your throat as he came. He let out one long groan. As you were removing your mouth from around him his door opened and Junhui walked inside. You all froze in place. Your mouth still halfway around Vernon’s length, his hand still wrapped in your hair, and Junhui in the doorway mouth agape.

He bowed quickly exclaiming his apologies before running out of the room slamming the door shut behind him. There was screaming and laughing coming from outside of Vernon’s room. He was smirking as you removed his dick from your mouth and stood. You wiped the corner of your mouth and he stood up, wrapping his arms around you.

"We were caught," you mumble in slight defeat.

He chuckles and snakes his hand in between your legs. He doesn't waste time as he pushes a finger inside of you.

"And based on how wet your are, you liked it." He replied thrusting his finger in and out.

"Vernon!" You moan out loudly.

This time he full-on smiles as he adds another finger and teases your clit with his thumb.

"Baby girl, be as loud as you want. I want everyone to hear how I finally got my dream come true," he whispers in your ear as he turns you both around to gently lay you on the bed.

You moan out loudly in ecstasy as he speeds up the thrusts of his fingers and adds a little more pressure to your clit. You forget where you are and it becomes just the two of you.

"Hansol I need more! Please!" you scream out in absolute pleasure and need.

He smirks and adds a third finger. You claw at his shoulders and back as he moves his fingers inside of you. Without a clear warning, you cum around them, screaming out his name. He continues moving them in and out of you until you finish out your high. He removes them and then licks each digit clean.

"You taste delicious Y/N." he compliments quietly.

You blush and sit up, "Vernon I think I should probably get cleaned up."

He chuckles and smiles down at you beautifully, "Let me get dressed princess and then I will help you okay?"

You nod with a small smile and watch him slide on his underwear and a pair of grey sweatpants. He keeps his shirt off and you can't help but admire his toned body. He grabs his towel and helps wipe up the mess you made. Walking over to his dresser once more, he grabs a pair of spandex shorts.

"I don't have any underwear for you to wear, but these should be okay. They are tight enough!" He says smiling and handing them to you.

You giggle and stand up sliding them under your skirt. He grabs your face and kisses you softly.

"Hey, I think I'm in love with you."

"You better be, because I'm in love with you too."

He smiled widely and grabbed your hand, walking out of the bedroom.

As the two of you stepped in the living room Woozi smirked and Junhui looked everywhere but at you. It was Seungcheol that broke the silence with a loud laugh.

"Y/N, I love you, but you could at least try to be discreet!" Joshua said shaking his head.

You blushed darkly, "Shut up!"

This caused Seungcheol to laugh harder. Dokyeom looked kinda confused for a minute before everything clicked.

"Was that you two having sex?!" He screamed incredulously, looking around at everyone.

Him yelling this out made Woozi and Wonwoo lose it. The three of them were all but rolling on the floor. Tears of happiness cascading down their cheeks and Dokyeom looking beyond shook.

"What the fuck Hansol?!" Dokyeom exclaimed. Vernon only smiled.

"It must have been good if Y/N was being that loud..." Jeonghan said teasingly. This called Vernon to smile even brighter.

"You guys stop talking about it!! I'm gonna have the image of Y/N attached to Hansol by the dick for months!" Junhui whined rubbing his eyes aggressively.

"Shut up Junhui! You just wish it were you! Now, will you all shut up and get in the damn car so we can go to the fucking park?!" You exclaim, embarrassed.

Everyone picked themselves up off of the couches, still laughing, or in Junhui’s case grumbling about the image in his brain.

After about 30 minutes of driving, you all made it to a small secluded area within the nearby park. With everyone's help, everything was unpacked quickly. You all sat on the large checkered blanket and ate sandwiches and shared stories. Eventually, you unpacked the football and you and Seungkwan watch the boys play.

"Y/N I'm glad you two are finally together. Granted, I would have rather found out by you just telling us and not your screams from the bedroom." Seungkwan said smugly.

You rolled your eyes but smiled, "I'm happy we are finally together too."

As the night went on and the sun began setting the boys began cheering. You walked to the trunk of the car and pulled out a box of fireworks.

"Alright, boys! Who's ready for the Seventeen Firework Extravaganza?!" You jeered.

The boys hooted and hollered as you walked the box a few feet from the blanket. Minghao was in charge of the fireworks from then on. As the night stretched on you realised this was one of the best moments of your life. Snuggled up on a blanket with your long-time best friend and very new boyfriend. Watching fireworks exploding into the air surrounded by people you love. This was what life was supposed to be like. You turn to look at Vernon, but he is already looking at you. He pecks your lips softly and then turns back to the fireworks.

As everyone sits in silent and content awe Wonwoo speaks, "Life is just like fireworks. We foresee our own possibilities but it shines for a short moment then disappears, just like those fireworks. And that's life."

After a moment Woozi says, "I think I like the way life has become."

Everyone nods and the silence falls back into place. This wasn't just a moment, this was a story for the future.

[bumblebwiii]

solicitude ;; yang jeongin

a very short story that i made a few months back starring yang jeongin of stray kids.

genre: highschool bully!au // angst, teen fiction, romance

short summary: a story of a girl who has a medical condition and a boy who constantly teases her.

warning: contains cursing, mention of atelophobia, panic/anxiety attacks of the main character

a/n: hi this is my first time publishing a story here so please bear with me if this sucks >_<

****

The school bell rang, signaling the students and other school personnel that it was break time--a time where most people anticipated for. Students fled from their classrooms down to the hallways and spread all over the school's cafeteria wherein they placed themselves on the seats of the tables and exchanged various conversations as they enjoyed their meals.

Break time was supposed to be fun and stress-free, but for Phoebe, it actually wasn't. She quietly stood in front of the large bulletin board in the grand lobby wherein the top students' names were displayed there. Exam week was over and she clearly was devastated because of her personal problems that were being topped off by numerous paper works and school stuff that she almost cannot handle.

School was stressful, of course, and it became more stressful for her because she didn't study well for the exams. But Phoebe did not give up and started to like studying because she saw the outcomes of her hard work and she was really determined to finish college and make it out into the real world, alive.

Unfortunately, a horrendous-looking creature named Ethan Yang, started messing up her life as she set foot into this particular institution, and she wished she'd never been born.

Speaking of the devil, the young boy suddenly popped beside her with a wide grin on his face. His eyes formed into lines and his baby blue braces became visible as he mockingly smiled, and he immediately fixed his composure, up for a talk. "So, we're here looking for our ranks, eh? Have you forgotten that only the top three will get a scholarship to study at JYP university? Eh, too bad, 'cause I'm number one, and you're rank four." Ethan mocked her, a sheepish grin plastered on his face, whilst an annoyed one on Phoebe's.

"Go away, Ethan Yang." Phoebe simply said and started to walk away from him. "Oh, that's so harsh, Phoebe-ssi. Why so rude? You're hurting my heart." Ethan said and made a small act in front of her, clutching his chest and acting hurt as if she broke her heart.

"Yeah, whatever. As if you have a heart, you mean creature." she stated and rolled her eyes as she picked up her pace, dashing into her classroom. Ethan was clearly offended by the looks of him being shocked at what the lass had said. He was also about to shout at the girl but he was suddenly cut by the school bell and his friends who came out of nowhere and started to play with him like a bunch of dorks.

***

Dismissals finally came and Phoebe was very relieved because she can finally go home after a long and stressful subject. Whilst packing her things, she heard a knock on the window so she looked up to see the boy who made her school life feel like hell. "What's your problem?" she mouthed to Ethan, while the boy was standing there like an innocent baby boy who lost his mom. Phoebe hurriedly packed her things and slung her backpack over her shoulder while making her way towards the door. She came face to face with Ethan and she thought that the young boy was really good looking. If only he was nicer, I would've liked him. She brushed off the thought and raised and eyebrow at him. "What's up with you?" she asked. "I've got something to tell you--"

"Phoebe-sshi!" a deep voice interrupted what Ethan was about to say and all of a sudden, she felt strong and muscular arms envelop her shoulders. "Felix!" she enthusiastically acknowledged his presence as Felix placed his head on her shoulder. Phoebe completely ignored Ethan and turned around to face her friend who has genuinely smiling from ear to ear. "Here's ya ramen." Felix stated with his cute Australian accent, as he handed her a bundle that was obviously filled with packs of ramen inside. "Thank you." she thanked him by kissing his cheek and linked their arms together. "You're welcome. Oh, I see you have company. Hello, Ethan-ssi!" Felix gave Ethan a friendly wave, and the latter just nodded in response. "Let's go home, Felix." Phoebe looked at the Australian boy with so much desperation but Felix did not want to leave Ethan just yet. "Hey, Ethan. Weren't you supposed to say something to Phoe--" and Felix was cut off by the hand of Phoebe that was placed on top of his mouth as she dragged him away from Ethan.

***

There wasn't a day wherein Ethan would suddenly be nice to Phoebe and help her with some difficulties she is facing. It always ended up in endless banters and with Phoebe landing her fist onto Ethan's arm as she got annoyed with him every minute. And things didn't turn out pretty well especially when they're paired to each other for some partner works.

It was lunch time and Phoebe decided to walk around the hallways, as she had finished her meal two minutes ago. She strolled down the hallways and unbeknownst to her, Phoebe's feet led her to the front of the music room. She didn't know why her feet brought her there, but she heard the calming tune of the piano inside, accompanied by a sweet voice that was associated to a lullaby.  "I remember years ago, someone told me I should take caution when it comes to love, I did." The voice was of a male, and it sounded precious--like an angel's. It was quite familiar though, but Phoebe did not pay attention to who it was and just quietly listened and appreciated the mixture of the voice and the organ playing.

"Impossible, impossible, impossible, impossible..." Phoebe couldn't help but make a round of applause as soon as the singer finished his piece and continuously cheered for him as she went inside; but she was shocked to see who was inside the music room, singing all along.

It was Ethan. Ethan Yang. She thought. He can sing well?

Phoebe was so overwhelmed of what she had just witnessed and she could not explain what she would feel but she felt her lips curve up to form a smile as she looked at Ethan who gulped at the sight of her and his lips formed into a thin line.

"Ethan, I didn't know you have a side like this. I didn't know that you could sing so well! Why don't you--" Phoebe wanted to say a lot to praise him but Ethan hurriedly packed his things and dashed out of the music room, leaving her behind with no words which made the lass confused.

Phoebe tried to follow him but he suddenly disappeared and he was nowhere to be found after that. So, she just went to stroll again at the hallways since there are still forty minutes 'til lunch ends. She went to the other building and looked around her surroundings, when she suddenly felt a pain in her chest and she was trembling and having a shortness of breath. She did not want the other students who are roaming around know what is happening to her, so she just went to a nearby, secluded place to hide--the janitor's closet.

She tried to suppress her breath inside there and did what the doctor told her to do when she is having an attack but unfortunately, it seemingly became worse because her spot was secluded and a pang of sudden overwhelming fear hit her that only made her situation become worse. She could feel that her knees were getting jelly-like and her breathing became difficult, when all of a sudden, the door swung open and it revealed the boy who had baby blue braces. Of course, it was none other than Ethan Yang. But it did not matter who it is anymore because Phoebe collapsed in Ethan's arms as she clutched her chest, trying to fight the pain as she trembled in fear.

"D-don't hurt me. Please," she begged and closed her eyes tight, and tears started to stream down her face. It was evident that she was having a hard time. So, in order to calm her down, Ethan sat down on the floor with Phoebe in his arms and he placed his arm over her shoulder and the other one on her torso, supporting her. "Shh. I won't hurt you." he calmed the lass and wiped her tears away, and made his fingers ran into her hair as she held her tight, making sure she is secure. Ethan tried to do his best and sang a sweet song for her, keeping her calm and lulling her to sleep.

The both of them stayed in that position for almost thirty minutes until Phoebe woke up and felt that she had regained her energy as she removed her head that was leaning on Ethan's chest. The both of them exchanged awkward glances and instantly became shy as they pulled away from each other. "You're the first person in this school who knew about this. Ugh, why does it have to be you?" Phoebe started to bring up a rude conversation, and she was trying to talk to Ethan like how she used to talk to him--tough and a little authoritative; but Ethan didn't budge. "And you're the first person in this school  who knew that I could sing." he uttered in a soft voice, one that was very different when he usually talked to Phoebe in their endless banters. "R-really?" Phoebe couldn't help but get confused at what the lad had said. "I'm the first? Hah, that's impossible. You're lying." she tried to make it a laughing matter, but judging from the look of Ethan's face, he was dead serious and she saw a hint of devastation in it.

He was about to say something else but was cut off by Phoebe again. "Just pretend this didn't happen, okay? I did not collapse, I did not ran out of breath, I did not have an anxiety attack, and I'm completely fine. Just do me a favor, and I will not spread your secret. Deal?" she explained to him and extended her hand out in which he only looked at.

"Okay, so, silence means yes. Go away, Ethan. We're done here."

***

Pit-a-pat. It was a Saturday morning and the continuous downpour of the rain through the windows accompanied by the roaring thunder, made Phoebe curl up into a ball and pull the comforter over her head. She heavily breathed in and out, fighting the tears that are pooling in her eyes and are threatening to come down. Its another episode of one of her anxiety attacks that had frequently been occurring lately. She grasped onto the fabric of her comforter tightly and let out an exasperated sigh as she tried to comfort herself through remembering the act of kindness Ethan did when he caught her attack. Soon, she felt a wave of relief and she composed herself.

She silently thanked Ethan and smiled at herself, as she did her morning routine and took a bath. She was going to go to her psychiatrist--on a rainy day--because her attacks were so continuous and she knew something had to be done with the help of her doctor.

After getting all fixed, she grabbed her jacket and her umbrella and immediately called a taxi so she can get there immediately. It was not long until she arrived, and Doctor Clarisse was patiently waiting for her in her office. "Good morning, Phoebe. It's good to see you again." the middle-aged lady greeted the young lass.

"Good morning, Doctor Clarisse. It's good to see you too." she replied with a smile. "Oh, have you seen my son? Bean worm, come here!" she called out for her son and she turned to look at her patient with a smile. "It has been a while since he stayed here to help and I want you to meet him. He's a really nice guy." Doctor Clarisse gave her an assuring wink and Phoebe just chuckled, waiting for the doctor's son whom she thinks she'll get along with.

"Do you need something, mommy?" a familiar voice asked and Phoebe's eyes shot up from her hands on her lap to the boy who was standing by the door and her mouth immediately formed an 'o'. "Oh, there you are, bean worm! Aigoo, you're playing video games again and your hair is a mess! Fix your hair and greet our lovely patient." Doctor Clarisse told Ethan and she helped him fix his hair. He immediately became shy after looking at Phoebe and placed his video game controller down and then bowed in front of her. "It's good to see you again, rank four." the lad greeted and sheepishly grinned, one factor that seemed to annoy the hell out of Phoebe.

"Oh," Doctor Clarisse butted in. "You two know each other?" she asked.

"No." / "Yes."

"It's a yes, mommy. She's my classmate." Ethan explained and Phoebe completely lost as she threw her hands in the air in defeat. "Okay, fine. We know each other and yes, he is my classmate, but in different subjects." she also explained so that Doctor Clarisse would understand.

"Okay, then. You could go back to your games now, Ethan. Phoebe and I still have a lot to discuss regarding her medical condition." Doctor Clarisse dismissed her son, but unknowingly, Ethan took a seat and stayed with them. "I want to listen and know." he said and his grin awhile ago disappeared and was replaced by a serious one. Doctor Clarisse just nodded and Phoebe had no choice but to just stick to it.

If Ethan is my psychiatrist's son, then I'll be stuck with him until I get better. And just having the thought of that makes me have a headache. She thought.

***

"I really thought I could stay away from you because of our deal, but it seems like fate is bringing us more closer and I hate it." Phoebe said to him. "Don't you want that? I get to be your guardian angel or your hero who will save you all the time." he replied with a wink, and Phoebe swore if looks could kill, he'd be buried at least ten feet on the ground by now. "If I would have a hero or a guardian angel, I want it to be Felix or Han, not you." she replied with an evil grin and he frowned at her answer. "Do you have a crush on those two?" he asked. "Only Han. Felix is my friend, hehe. Do you think I have a chance with Han?" she asked but the lad just hummed in response and shrugged.

"We're here. I'm home. Bye." she simply said to him and the taxi parked in front of her house and they both hopped off the vehicle. She was about to go inside of her home but Ethan quickly took her hand in his. "Let me help you with what you're going through, Phoebe." he said, with concern painted all over his face. Her throat suddenly became dry and she wasn't able to speak anymore. She just blushed and looked at her feet when Ethan took a step forward and removed his scarf that was covering his neck and covered her bare neck instead, wrapping the scarf around hers. He then planted a soft kiss on her forehead, indicating that he respects her and that he is willing to keep her safe.

They both waved goodbye at each other and Ethan hopped in the taxi that was patiently waiting for him as Phoebe got inside of her house, smiling.

***

The next few days turned out pretty well for Ethan and Phoebe. A new friendship was formed between them and their bond was so strong that their arguments before turned into playful chit-chats today. The both of them were happy that they had this kind of progress and he even decided to take her out on the park, where they will feed and hang out with a bunch of sweet Golden Retrievers who are very playful and friendly.

"I'm already here, Ethan. Where are you?" Phoebe asked him on the phone and the voice on the other line says, "I'm over here near the fountain. Come quick! The dogs are here." he said and she immediately spotted him. He was waving at her and he was sitting on a bench while patting a dog's head.

"Come, sit." he patted the space next to him and Phoebe followed him. "You gotta feel honored, because I was so close to let this doggy sit there and take your spot, and you're the one who's going to sit here on the grass." he chuckled and Phoebe smacked his arm playfully as they both laughed together.

"Tell me a story, Phoebe." Ethan said while looking at the dog who was playing with the other dogs on the park. "What kind of story?" she asked and looked at him. "Hmm, anything. About your past or something? I don't know, its up to you." he said. "Hmm, you go first then." she gave him an evil grin in which he slightly panicked at.. "Uhm, what do you want to know?" he asked, nervously and fiddled with his hands. "I don't know? Can I know your story because of your singing?" she asked and she now gave her full attention to Ethan. "Uhm, okay. You can ask questions."

"Okay, so, why were you shy all of a sudden when I saw you sing? Was it because you were with a vocal teacher? Are you a beginner at singing?" she asked, very curious. "Ah, no. I'm not a beginner. I've been singing for years now but I can't seem to improve it and make it right. I always have voice cracks, I'm out of tune most of the time, and my braces are a hindrance to my singing and I hate it. I'm not confident in singing my heart out so I become shy when someone hears when I sing. I mean, my hyungs are all good in singing and rapping, and it looks like I'm only fitting in just to look cool with them but I'm not. I became friends with them because I idolize their skills in singing, dancing, and rapping and I wanna be like someone like them someday." he explained and she swore she noticed a hint of sadness and disappointment in his eyes. She just nodded, analyzing every word he says and understood them.

She told him to go on and he said that he has atelophobia, the fear of not being good enough. He told her that he feels he is not good enough when he is singing and that he over thinks about it too much, that it has become dangerous for him. He stresses about it too much to the point wherein he got depressed just by hearing his singing voice and fearing he might not be able to pass the standards of JYP University if he keeps up that kind of singing. He is the reason why Doctor Clarisse gave up on her previous job and became a psychiatrist instead.

But, Phoebe proved him otherwise. She told him he was wrong. She told him that he was really good at singing and she was very sincere and careful with her words. She wanted to make him feel happy regarding his singing and she even complimented him that his voice sounds like of an angel and it is unique and that he is going to pass JYPU.

"Thank you so much, Phoebe. Your words helped me a lot." he gave her a smile and she gave him a hug in which he returned. "Now, let's go back to you. I have a few questions."

"Go on." Phoebe replied with a soft smile. Ethan took a deep breath and looked at his hands while playing with them before asking her. "What is the root cause of your anxiety attacks and when did it begin?" he asked carefully and calmly, trying not to startle Phoebe for it might trigger her memories.

Phoebe took a sharp breath and composed herself as she sat up straight and comfortably, looking at Ethan intently. "It all started when I was six years old. It was raining and thunderclouds were visible in the night sky and I was playing with my Barbies in my room, when I heard my parents were yelling at each other downstairs about their financial problems. I carefully went down to witness the whole thing and tried to prevent them both from hurting each other, but their anger was passed on to me especially my father's. He lunged at me, and tried to hit me, but my mother rushed to come at my side and my dad's fist was landed onto her face, instead of mine." she explained and huffed.

"In fear, I started to run towards the door and onto the busy highway, just to escape from them. I was running and running while looking at them--my mom trying to chase me while screaming out my name, and my dad who hastily pulled her hair as he yelled curse word at her. My mom was able to break free from his grasp, and that is when I realized that I was already on the main road and I heard the loud horn of a truck passing by and its headlights continuously flickering. It seemed like the world stopped for a moment and I was completely paralyzed at my spot, like a tiny creature getting ready to be devoured by a humongous beast. The approaching vehicle was getting closer and closer, and I just closed my eyes and waited for its heavy metal to make contact with my skin, along with the falling debris. But everything happened so fast that I wasn't able to comprehend what happened and I..I just felt that someone grabbed me by the shoulder and as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw her on the concrete pavement, blood pooling at the back of her head and her mouth and her eyes were widened in shock." she continued and couldn't help but tear up at her own story.

"I couldn't remember anything else that happened that night because I collapsed on the ground and I just woke up and found myself in a hospital bed. The doctors immediately went into my ward and checked on me as I interrogated them about my mom. They told me she was dead, Ethan. Dead on arrival. She didn't make it alive and "it was all your fault!", my father would say. I remember that he disowned and abused me for the following years and he blamed me for everything bad that had happened in his life. It was a good thing that I had managed to escape from him when I was thirteen, though; because he suddenly got addicted to drugs and drinking a lot. Since then, I got so afraid when it rains and it is accompanied by thunderclouds." she explained and huffed out a sigh. He gave her a sad smile and a warm embrace, reassuring her that he was there for her and he will help her overcome her fears.

Just then, a thought came up on his mind and as he pulled away from the embrace, he told her to just sit down and wait for him. Phoebe just nodded and he stood up from his seat, leaving her on the bench quietly as she fiddled with her hands together.

Ethan arrived shortly in a few minutes with two plastic bags in his hands. Inside of the first one was a fluffy ball that was colored blue and the other was in baby pink. Cotton candy. She thought and smiled as Ethan handed over the pink one to her.

"Cotton candies always makes me feel better when I'm sad. Pizza and ice creams are way too overrated." he said and they both chuckled, his baby blue braces becoming visible and somehow, Phoebe found it very cute. "Thank you." she replied and started to eat the cotton candy, feeling the pink fluffy ball melt in her mouth.

She felt quite relieved because of the sweetness of the candy and Ethan's company. They both sat on the bench and ate their cotton candies quietly, letting themselves enjoy the treat.

As soon as they finished it, they threw the plastics on a nearby trashcan and they decided to stroll around the park. It was 5:35PM and the sun was setting as Ethan cleared his throat and looked at Phoebe intently. "Hey," he called out and Phoebe looked at him. She looked lovely that day, wearing a cute top and a skirt with her hair tied up into a neat ponytail. "Hmm?" she hummed while kicking the small rocks that blocked their pathway. He looked at her lovingly, and he felt his throat become dry momentarily.

"I-I..have something to tell you." he started and he felt his hands sweat. "What is it?" she asked and faced him, clearly interested. "I-I.."

"You like me?" she cut him off and he was so surprised to hear what she had said because it was true. He ran out of words and it felt like the world was seeing him completely naked with their eyes. He became so flustered and shy and he started to panic, but she held his shaking hands and made eye contact with him.

"Oh, no, no, no. That's too cliche, love. Instead of i like you, you could have said I purple you. It is indeed much better and it has a greater meaning than a simple I like you. Purple is the last color of the rainbow, so it means I will trust you and love you for a long time." she explained to him and he somewhat felt enlightened by the meaning of it. It was beautiful, and it was exactly the term he was looking for and what he wished to let her know.

"I purple you, Phoebe Kim." he said and smiled. "I purple you too, Ethan Yang."

***

Snow continuously falling, children caroling from house to house, and the usual happy vibe that you get on the evening of the 24th of December were evident on everybody's faces. Unfortunately, Phoebe was not as giddy and happy as everyone. She still misses her family and it has been years since she celebrated Christmas Eve with them. It was fun--filled with love, joy, and peace--and she loved every bit of it. But now, she has no one to celebrate it with. Her mother is all the way up there, her father is spending it in jail and probably doesn't want to be bothered, Felix is in Australia with his family, and Ethan is celebrating it with his family and she didn't want to interrupt him anymore.

For her lonely Christmas, she just cooked food for herself. She used the packs of ramen Felix gave, and she lit up candles in remembrance for her mother and prayed silently for her father for him to have good health. She also thanked the superior force above, who constantly gave her strength despite the problems that she faced.

Phoebe started eating her ramen alone, while she played Christmas songs in the background--a usual thing that her parents would do on Christmas Eve. It was 11:57PM and in a few minutes, it would be Christmas; so she immediately finished her bowl and was about to clean it up, when she heard a knock on the door.

It was mysterious, because who would even think of spending time with her on Christmas Eve? But she still answered the door and when she swung it open, she was surprised to see who it was. "E-ethan..." she uttered under her breath, and he gave her a wide smile as he reached out for her hand and pulled her into a bear hug. "Merry Christmas, girlfriend." he greeted her as he glanced at his watch.

"M-merry Christmas, boyfriend." she replied and smiled as she felt a tear fell on her cheek. They both pulled away from each other and she immediately wiped her tears that she didn't notice. Ethan gave her a concerning look. "Are you okay? Are you going crazy, Phoebe? You're crying while smiling! Oh my god, should I be concerned?!" he asked and started to panic but Phoebe held his hand and tiptoed just to kiss his cheek.

"I'm fine, love." she reassured him and he swore that he felt his cheek burn and his heart beat faster by the sensation. Phoebe chuckled at the sight of her boyfriend and led him inside. She told him to sit down on the couch and he immediately followed.

"I thought you're with your family?" she questioned him. "Yeah, but I figured that I should spend it with my girlfriend too because she is also part of the family now." he smiled and reached for her hand and kissed the back of her palm in which she blushed.

The two continued to spend more time together as they binge-watched some movies, ordered food, and cuddled with each other. Until 2:35 came, Phoebe felt it again. The monstrous feeling of her memories and anxieties are coming back again, attacking her and devouring her thoughts as if she was a complete meal.

'I-I..I can't breathe, Ethan." she called out for him, and he immediately supported her, holding her close to his arms and preparing her medications and a glass of water. She could feel her chest pain and she was palpitating again. She was suddenly having hot flushes and having a sense of choking as her whole body trembled in fear and tears were continuously running down her eyes as she uttered the word, "help." It was a good thing Ethan knew what to do so he was able to help Phoebe and calmed her down, holding her hand and saying positive words to her became really effective.

Finally, Phoebe had completely calmed down but she wasn't able to regain her strength from awhile ago. She got weak because of the attack and she was still shaking a little bit. She quietly hid her face in Ethan's chest as he hugged her tight, not letting her go. His hands snaked down to her waist and he gently pulled her into a warm embrace as tears fell down from her eyes, and she clutched her chest from the slight pain. Ethan held her tight and this time, he treated her like a precious gem as he slowly patted her back.

"I'm scared." she mumbled in his chest, still sobbing.

"Don't be. I'm here by your side. We'll fight those demons together." he assured her and she just nodded. "I'm tired." she finally says and heaved a sigh.

"Then go to sleep. I'll stay and I'll look out for you, love." he said and ran his fingers through her hair as he said sweet words to her to make her feel better.

"I'm happier with you, Phoebe, and I like me better when I'm with you," he started and kissed her forehead. "My parents noticed that I have changed so much, and it's all because of you. You changed me and I'm so lucky to have you in my life." then he kissed her nose. "I love you, okay? Even though you over think too much that you might be a burden to me." and then he gave her a peck on the lips.

His words made her so happy that she fell asleep smiling when he started to lull her to sleep by singing her favorite songs.

Enemies are supposed to hate each other, right? But, why does it feel like I'm on cloud nine when I'm with you? He thought as he looked at his girl lovingly.

***

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Glee - S1 E1 (Pilot)

Is it a smart idea to rewatch glee again? No.

Am I going to do it anyway? You bet your sweet bippy I am!

Am I going to liveblog my garbage monkey brain thoughts along the way even though nobody asked for it? Hell yeah.

Here goes!

Wow. The first frame of this entire show is literally of a woman who looks like she’s about 10 years above the natural lifespan of a Cheerio. Then again, I’m sure Sue’s not above holding back her best recruits for multiple years because Ohio high schools are apparently just Like That™

I also never notice this opening song was a remix of Keep Me Hangin On, wow. That’s actually kind of interesting foreshadowing of sorts, like, kind of smart. I’m glad I’m watching the part of Glee that was kind of smart.

This scene also doesn’t feature any of the Unholy Trinity as far as I can see. Are they a JV squad? Am I putting too much thought into this?

Sign #1 That Mr Schuester Is An Asshole: Really, my guy? Driving around with your muffler dragging on the ground so bad it’s making sparks? That’s not very Road Safety of you. Fuck off. 

Sign #2 That Mr Schuester Is An Asshole: Wow, there’s going to be a lot of these, huh? Anyway, anybody with working eyes would clearly see how scared Kurt is right now. “Making some new friends Kurt?” Fuck off. 

KURT. FIRST SIGHTING OF THE BOY. What a delight. But also, not a delight, because he’s being bullied and he deserves better. Look at his outfit. Iconic from day fucking one. 

Finn, you’re a himbo. What’re you doing with these assholes?

Puck’s first line in the whole series is “It’s hammer time!” What a fucking dork? Who made this boy popular. 

DO MORE THAN TAKE HIS COAT, FINN. LET HIM GOOOOO!!!

I paused while they were tossing Kurt in the dumpster and, wow, got the most hilarious frame where the guy who isn’t Puck is getting a meticulously polished boot to the face. Netflix let me take screenshots, you coward.

The first shot of Quinn... My wlw bones are shaking.

Why would they use that photo for Lillian Adler...? WHO WAS BORN IN 1937, MIGHT I ADD. THAT’S NOT A REAL YEAR. 

It’s weird to see Mr Schue actually speaking competent Spanish. Why did they veto that later? The ONE likeable thing about him was his competence as a school teacher, and they really threw it out the window huh?

WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO THE MEMBERS OF SANDY RYERSON’S GLEE CLUB??? This kid seems to really like singing. Also, welcome to the beginning of Ryerson being annoying as all hell.

Oh my gosh, the background choir stuff. This show really had style back in the day!!!

R A C H E L B E R R Y Y O U R M A K E U P ! ! !

Ken Tanaka walked so incels could run.

Jane Lynch you beauty. You absolutely impeccable beauty. 

“Since when are cheerleaders performers?” Uh... Emma...? I get that Sue’s going ham on her budget but, like, be nice to the students? They perform their butts off!

Sue really just BRAGGED about having an iPhone. I was 9 when this came out. Why do I feel old...

Sign #3 That Mr Schuester Is An Asshole: He hears his coworker, presumably of several years, just got fired and doesn’t even ask why. He just jumps on the glee club like a frog on hot asphalt. 

He really wants to Make The Glee Club Great Again, huh? 

MySpace was really a thing, huh? And why does this grown-ass male teacher know so much about the students having them?

I know nothing about actual American schools, but I do know that they sure as shit don’t work like this. Why does a club have to win EVERY competition to be considered an asset?

Mr Shoe really lying awake at night half-naked next to his wife thinking about the glee club already? Yeah sounds about right. Also, of course you’d think up Nude Erections for a name, you asshole. Put some clothes on.

R E S P E C T MERCEDES YES!!!

Brad the piano player was really here from day ONE... Icon.

Cellophane, Mr Cellophane... Yes Kurt bby you killed it. 

Chris Colfer looks so YOUNG here!!! 

The hair fix... I C O N I C !

Tina really wrote her stutter down, huh? And nobody ever saw through it? Amazing. 

The goth Tina look, too... Perfect... Never change...

Say what you want about Rachel Berry being generally insufferable, but I really fucking feel it when she sings On My Own. The monologue kind of kills The Drama of it, but they really solidly established her character by layering them. She really is a gold star right now.

The first-ever on-screen slushie!

The way she walks down that hall. My God you can just see how terrible she is to be around.

Never forget Rachel staring at photos of her with two men who turned out to not be her dads. Who are they? What are their stories? We’ll never know.

God, I love this stupid scene of Quinn, Santana, and a bunch of Cheerios cartoonishly typing hate comments on Rachel’s MySpace video and laughing like knock-off Disney villains. 

I like watching season 1 Artie because season 1 Artie was a good character. Mostly. And he KILLED Sit Down, You’re Rocking The Boat. Rachel wasn’t asking for a male lead who could keep up with her vocally, she was being straight up ableist and that’s a fact. I love Cory, but Kevin McHale was always a better singer.

Mercedes picking up and spinning Rachel for this little routine is something I never really appreciated before, it’s cute even though they don’t like each other yet!

I really don’t get why Rachel says they suck. Yeah, sure, she’s gunning for a solo, but the vocals were solid there. The choreo was just a little janky, possibly because it’s their first EVER rehearsal?

“There is NOTHING ironic about show choir!” Incredible.

How long did it take Mr Shoe to find Rachel out on the bleachers? Did he search the whole school first?

ARTIE! CAN! KEEP! UP! WITH! YOU! VOCALLY!

I never understood Rachel quitting so soon. How long was she in the old glee club for? Surely they were never popular either?

Ah, the first “My hands are tied” for the series. Mr Figgins is a garbage principal. 

Not going to advise the principal against referring to Artie as a cripple, William Shoestir? Alright. 

How did the Schuester marriage last as long as it has? Do Will and Terri’s insufferable personalities just cancel one another out?

Sandy Ryerson really just openly brags about cheating the system for medical marijuana and dealing it? 

Matt Morrison 100% has lip fillers. Nobody’s smile curls like that naturally.

“Terri and I are trying to get pregnant” What a weird way to phrase it. What is it, a race? Who’s going to get knocked up first!

A FIFTH OF BEETHOVEN, HOW I’VE MISSED YOU... The sound design of this show at this point is just... *Chef hand kiss*

“What you’re doing right now is called blurring the lines” Oh just wait until season 4, Sue... Just you wait.

WHY is Mr Schuester so ridiculously sweaty? I didn’t need to think about that?

EVERYONE on the football team is 30.

William Schuester you can’t just watCH TEENAGE STUDENTS SING IN THE SHOWER YOU ARE A TEACHER WHERE DID YOU GET YOUR LICENSE?! 

Hearing Cory sing this always makes me emotional. What a talent!

Sign #4 That Mr Schuester Is An Asshole: I don’t think I need to say why using the weed to blackmail Finn is a shitty thing to do, do I?

“I’ll pee in a cup! ...I’ll pee...” I love Cory’s delivery. 

PRIORITY #1: HELP THE KIDS Oh season 1... I love you so.

Mr Schue you WISH you were anything like Finn Hudson. You never will be.

Ah... Finn’s first monologue. He’s such a sweetheart. AND SO IS CAROLE. Carole is a queen I will stan forever. YOU THROW THAT MILK BB!!!

All Finn wants to do is make his mom proud. What a sweetheart. Mr Schue you do NOT deserve him.

These POV shots really enhance things, why the fuck did they stop using them?

Subtly having Kurt look at Finn in the same shot as Rachel was a nice touch indeed!

RACHEL WAS REALLY DOWN WITH ROLLING ARTIE RIGHT OFF THE STAGE HUH?

Terri’s a straight up hoarder, huh? Like a raccoon but instead of collecting edible garbage, it’s monogrammed garbage.

Surely you can’t just... BECOME an accountant, right? You need some serious qualifications for that right?

Also say what you want about how insufferable Terri is but her actress is ridiculously talented and absolutely steals every scene she’s in.

Now the background choir is doing Soul Bossa Nova and I am L I V I N G why didn’t they keep that motif!!! It was so ICONIC!

I don’t need my prostate removed. RIP Carole Hudson but I’m different :/

NO MEANS NO, KEN! TAKE THE L AND MOVE ON! Way to take out the fact that a girl won’t date you on everybody else around you! Toxic bastard. The absolute stench of melodrama on this bastard is noxious.

I was going to ask why Rachel didn’t know about Finn and Quinn if they’d already been together for 4 months, but then I remembered gossiping requires friends...

“Terri rides me. Hard. And I’ve always appreciated it!” Why don’t we talk about how this line sounds more. Why doesn’t Emma bat an eye at it oh my god

HERE COMES VOCAL ADRENALINE!!! And Jesse St. James is nowhere to be seen. How convenient. Also, they’re all 30. I’m sensing a pattern.

Sorry VA, all songs popularised my Amy Winehouse legally belong to Santana Lopez

Puck, if you were stupid enough to fall for the prostate excuse, that’s on you. Or maybe it’s on the education system...

You can do better that Mr Schue, kids. Don’t mourn him.

Ok, what the fuck is this scene where he’s filling out the job app to become an accountant? There’s a dude in the row in front off him just throwing crisps around? What is this place?? Why are you here sir??? 

“Accounting is sexy” shut up you horrible married man

The Cheerios sure did have straight ponytails for like, one episode, huh?

Finn is such a good boy. He doesn’t know it yet, but he is, and saving Artie from that portapotty is his first step to figuring it out.

This shot of Finn just wheeling Artie out of there... Ugh. My HEART.

KURT WHAT ARE THOSE LAYERS? SWEATER SHIRT SWEATER? HELLO???

Pee balloons. Nailing the lawn furniture to the roof. Finn, you’re better than that!!! Stop your dudebros. 

They really had Artie be a guitar player, and a pretty good one at that, but they never mentioned it again? Artie had such potential SMH. (Also, Netflix subtitles are telling me it’s Arty, but I categorically refuse to spell it that way.)

Whyyyyy didn’t he go to KURT for the costumes as well? Look at his outfit, Finn. He clearly wants in on that job. 

Will Schuester really is just desperately clinging to his glory days in high school. I’d feel bad for him if he wasn’t such a creep about it. 

Emma, meaningfully: Do you know who that is? That’s you, Will... [FRANTIC DISCO MUSIC IN THE BACKGROUND]

I find it hilarious how the audio of Don’t Stop Believin’ just DOES NOT match the characters except for the solos... Also wow, autotune city. Am I awful for genuinely not liking this cover? 

I like watching them perform it though. Kurt’s adorable little shimmy... Rachel and Tina smiling at each other like that... Everybody having a blast... I’m here for it

LOOK AT MY BABIES TILTING THOSE MIC STANDS...

Ok the way Rachel and Finn look at each other here is making me FEEL

I know Puck’s about to join anyway but WHY is he there watching... Just to have a mysterious bad boy moment? Lol you dramatic bastard

Please let them win nationals without you, Will.

So, yeah! There’s that! Those are my thoughts and feelings, basic though they may be. Episode one is fantastic, the kids are fantastic, and William Schuester can suck a toe. 

[songficsbyrissi]

Same Girl (T’Challa x Black Reader x Erik Killmonger? 😧)

Warnings: Swearing (of course), sexual content, slight fuckery, Reader is on some bullshit

“We messing with the same girl, the same girl She's the apple of my eye and my potential wife The same girl, the same girl Man, I just can't believe that we been messing around With the same damn girl.” - R. Kelly and Usher A/N: ok I don’t know what possessed me to write this but I wrote it 🤣 I know y’all heard the legendary song that is Same Girl which I know word by word by heart. Fun fact: I used to sing it all the time in my senior English class with my high school friend to annoy my teacher. Anyways, Reader is gonna be a fuckgirl in this oneshot so let’s get our ain’t shitness onnnnn.

*************

“Ahh my beautiful Y/N, I wish I could be in Oakland with you.” T’Challa sighed looking at you amorously through the screen of your rose gold iPhone. “But duty calls, love.” “And I completely understand. I’ll be counting down the minutes you come back to me, honey.” You replied as you lathered your body up with cocoa butter. You were fresh out of the shower when one of your boo’s T’Challa called you for your night calls. He was so sweet and loved to call you every night to hear your voice last. “I know you will. Good night, inkosazana.” You giggled at his pet name. “I think I’m catching onto your language. That means princess, right?” A bright smile came across his face. “Yes it does because that’s what you are. A princess.” You cooed holding your chest. “Aww you are such a sweetheart! Good night, handsome.” You blew kisses at the phone and hung up. You looked up to your door entrance to see your friend/roommate Isabel shaking her head at you. “Tsk tsk tsk.” She clicked her tongue in disapproval which caused you to groan and roll your eyes. “Bitch, what?” Isabel stepped inside your bedroom with her hands on her hips. “How are you going to be playing that man like that?” You waved her off and continued getting dressed. “Girl, I’m just having fun. No strings attached. Besides, we never said we were in a relationship so if I mess with other dudes, it’s not wrong.” Why should you feel bad? Niggas do it all the time. They always have multiple girls in their phone that they’re talking to whether they’re in a committed relationship or not. No one even bats an eye or condemn him for his actions. They find a way to blame the girls and call them stupid. When the roles reversed, it’s still your fault? “So you mean to tell me if African boo was to fuck another shorty, you wouldn’t be upset?” When you shook your head, Isabel snorted. “You are full of shit, Y/N. And you know it.” “Girl, why you all up in my pussy? I’m young and having fun. If I wanna mess with more than one guy, I can do that shit because I’m grown. Niggas be fucking with multiple girls all the time and y’all don’t tell them shit. I’m tired of the double standard.” You checked your other phone, a silver iPhone, trying to see if Erik, your other boo thang, hit you up yet. “Oh shut up. If you wanna be a fuckgirl, just own that shit. Don’t pull the double standard card. I know for a fact both of these niggas you’re fucking with have no clue they’re not the only ones. You gave them the impression that you’re their girl. Don’t lie. Shit, that’s why you got two phones.” She raised an eyebrow with a face that was daring you to lie. You put your hands up in defeat. “Ok, ok! But I never explicitly said I was their girl! They just assumed and I ran with it. T’Challa is a sweet, romantic gentleman but Erik is a hood nigga that treats me right and down to do some hood rat things. They’re everything I want a man but in 2 separate men. Why not date both?” Isabel shook her head for the hundredth time. “Your logic is fucked up but makes sense. Anyway, this shit is gonna blow up in your face. Everything that happens in the dark comes to the light.” “Girl please. I’m too good at this. I’ve got both of these niggas wrapped around my finger. The only way is up.” You smiled slyly as your phone lit up with a text from Erik. You ran quickly past her and went straight for the door, flinging it open. There stood Erik, in all his fineness. He’s wearing a white t-shirt, grey sweats and Nike slides, just like you instructed him to. “Hey Erik.” You leaned against the door frame biting your lip. “Hey ma. I missed your sexy ass.” He said stepping inside and kissing your lips. “Show me how much you missed me.” You whispered seductively causing Erik to throw you over his shoulder and march to your bedroom. You smirked knowing you were truly living your best life. **************************** T’Challa sat in his office attempting to get his work done but thoughts of you clouded his mind. Your smooth skin, beautiful face, beautiful hair, and lovely smile. Everything about you had him wanting more and more of you. He wanted to call you but it was the morning. He knew you liked to sleep in so he didn’t bother calling. T’Challa wanted to tell somebody about you but he would face too much judgement being a king and falling for an American woman. Suddenly, he knew who wouldn’t judge him. His cousin N’Jadaka who also went by Erik. “Ughhhh T, the resource centers are straight. I already told you this. When you gonna trust a nigga?” Erik groaned when he answered the phone. “Ahh N’Jadaka, I’m not calling about that.” T’Challa stated still in his trance. Erik raised an eyebrow as he started his black 2018 Audi. “You’re not? Then why you calling me?” “Because I have deep feelings for this woman I met in America. I had to tell you this. She is so wonderful, umzala.” Erik snickered as he drove away from your apartment building. “Ahhh shit. It’s about time. I was beginning to think your ass was gay.” T’Challa ignored his last comment. “Yes it is about time. I believe she is the one for me.” Erik snorted. “Shit I guess we really are cousins then because I’m feeling a shorty too. Tell me about your girl then, nigga. I feel like she’s white. If you ain’t gay, you seem like the type to like colonizer coochie.” “She is not a colonizer, N’Jadaka.” T’Challa pinched the bridge of his nose out of annoyance. He was beginning to regret calling him. “She is a beautiful black woman.” “Oh shit! She’s black?! And American?! Nigga, tell me more.” Erik pulled into the driveway of his home. He was even more intrigued, dying to know what black woman that wasn’t Nakia gave his “soft ass cousin” the time of day. “Yes, cousin. She is so beautiful. Her hair, her smile is just perfect. She dresses well and has a captivating body. She is funny and smart. A complete vixen. I met her in Oakland.” “Oakland? I might know her. What’s her name, cousin?” Erik turned off the ignition. “Ahh her name is so beautiful. Her name is Y/N.” Erik dropped his phone at the sound of your name. He began to sweat at his brow then laughed it off. He must be talking about another girl by that name but curiosity got the best of him and he had to ask. “Um, cousin? Do she live in a nice little condo and have a roommate named Isabel?” Erik laughed nervously and T’Challa’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion. “Yes she does.” Erik shook his head in denial as he exited the car and entered his house. No, he couldn’t be talking about you. But how many bitches in Oakland are named Y/N with a roommate named Isabel? “That’s funny. My girl is named Y/N and has a roommate named Isabel too. That’s crazy.” Erik chuckled some more and sighed. “So what kind of car does she drive?” T’Challa sat up in his chair trying to understand what Erik was getting at. “A red Toyota. She told me it was a gift from her father.” “And she loves In and Out?” “......yes.” “FUCK!” Erik dropped his phone and paced his halls up and down. “THIS IS SOME FUCKING BULLSHIT! HOW THE HELL! YO! WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?!” T’Challa heard his cousin continue to yell curse words away from the phone. “N’Jadaka?” He called for him. “Are you saying you know her?” Erik picked up the phone in a haste. “Yes nigga I know her! I really knew her last night!” Erik sighed punching a wall. “We messing with the same fucking girl, T!” T’Challa shook his head as if his cousin could see him. “No. Impossible! This can not be!” Erik pulled the phone away from his ear and found a sexy picture of you that you sent to him. He sent it to the other man and waited. “Check your phone, T’Stupid.” T’Challa looked at the picture and dropped his phone just like Erik did earlier. “SHIT!” He shouted away from the phone angrily and continue to curse in Xhosa. He paced his office still cursing then picked up his phone. “We are involved with the same woman, N’Jadaka!” “Yeah. No shit. That’s what I said.” Erik sighed rubbing his face then slammed his fist on the table. “We gotta catch this trick!” T’Challa was confused. “Why should we play a trick on her? We must confront her in her indiscretions.” Erik sucked his teeth not knowing who he was more frustrated with. T’Challa for not knowing his slang by now or himself for assuming he did. “Man, just bring your ass to Oakland ASAP.” Erik hung up groaning and shook his head. “This nigga. Out of all the niggas Y/N could’ve played me with, she chose this nigga. That’s that shit.” Once T’Challa had his affairs in order, he hopped on an “emergency” flight to Oakland. Erik picked him up from the airport and they had a little staredown when T’Challa got in the car. Erik snorted shaking his head and putting his car in drove T’Challa squinted his eyes. “What, N’Jadaka?” “Out of all the niggas in this world, I was sharing pussy with your ass. This is some bullshit. Did you even ask her if she had a man?” “She said no. Did you?” Erik groaned gripping the steering wheel. “Yes and her ass said no. She told me she wanted my ass once she first saw me.” T’Challa hit his forehead. “She told me the same thing! What should we do?” Erik pulled out his phone smirking with a plan on his mind. He asked Siri to call your phone and you picked up with no idea you’ve been caught up. “Hi papi!” You cooed on the other line and T’Challa made a face of disgust, wanting to say something but Erik gestured him to shut up. “Yo what’s going on, ma? This is last minute but I wanna take your fine ass out to eat tonight. I hope you ain’t got nothing planned.” T’Challa was confused as to why Erik was making plans to go to dinner with your deceitful ass. Was he not ready to wring your neck five minutes ago? “I always got time for you, baby. Let’s meet at TGI Friday’s at 8.” You replied ‘This lying hoe.’ Erik thought but instead said, “Aight bet. See you at 8.” Once Erik hung up, T’Challa shot him a confused and frustrated look as Erik kept a smirk on his face. “Why are you making dinner plans with the woman who has been playing games with the both of us?” Erik glances at him chuckling. “Don’t worry, cousin. I got a plan.” In another part of Oakland, your dumbass was getting for this date you had with your boo with no clue that you done showed your ass and all the shit you’ve been doing is going to blow up in your face. But we’ll let you rock for now. Anyway, you get dressed in your grey ripped skinny jeans and white crop top. You purposely put on a crop top to show off your belly button piercing that Erik loves so much. You put on strapped sandals to show off your fresh white painted toes, which was every nigga’s weakness. Once your makeup was done, you admired yourself in the mirror. Shit, you might be able to get a third nigga looking this fine. You picked your braid out, fluffed it, and made your way out the door. “Don’t wait up for me, sis!” You smirked to Isabel who laid on the leather sofa watching Empire. “I’m most likely getting dick for the second night in a row.” Isabel shook her head with her eyes still on the TV. “You do you. Just know God don’t like ugly, sis.” “With that logic, God don’t like you, bitch!” You cackled exiting your condo and walking towards your car. You hopped into your Toyota and drove to the restaurant. Once you parked, you went inside and found Erik waiting in a booth facing you. You smiled strutting over to him and sliding in the opposite side of the booth. “Hey boo.” You leaned over to peck his lips and sat back down. “You gonna feed me good?” “Oh Imma be feeding you good, alright.” He bit his bottom lip seductively and you grinned getting turned on. “But first, let me introduce to my cousin real quick.” You sighed because you thought this was a casual one on one date but this nigga got you meeting his family now? Whatever. You’ll entertain it. It couldn’t hurt meeting his cousin, right? You looked up and your face turned stone cold as your heart picked up its pace. There was your boo, T’Challa, taking a seat right next to Erik, your other boo, in the crimson booth. They both looked at you with devious smirks on their faces and you gulped nervously. How the fuck did you not know the two niggas you were messing with were cousins? You are so fucked. “Nice to see you, Y/N.” T’Challa spoke slowly with a face that basically said “you’ve been caught, bitch.” “Um....” You were speechless as fuck. You’re pretty sure you had “dumb bitch” written on your forehead. You were beyond embarrassed and wished the ground would swallow you up. You were a good person, you didn’t deserve this.............okay, maybe you did. You did mess with two guys at once. “You see, Y/N. I’ve noticed that my cousin and I have a lot in common. We both speak Xhosa fluently, we are both right-handed-“ “We both ate your ass!” Erik snapped cutting T’Challa off. You scanned your surroundings praying nobody heard his loud ass. A couple of people looked at you guys and you hid your face in shame. Aww shit. T’Challa stared at Erik with a stunned expression. “I....I never ate her ass, N’Jadaka.” You peeked up to see Erik’s eyes widen and his mouth form an O as he pointed at you accusingly. “You......made me eat your ass?! And this nigga didn’t do it?!” Erik pointed his thumb at T’Challa. “Um, well, see, you, um, I, You-“ Erik mimicked you as he stared at you in annoyance. “Now you can’t speak English?! I don’t even be eating ass but I ate yours! Because I thought I loved you, girl!” “Ain’t nobody force you to do it!” You found your voice. As Erik continued being melodramatic to himself, T’Challa discreetly pushed Erik’s drink away from his and cleared his throat. “The point is, you have been playing the both of us which is unfair and hurtful, Y/N. I really had feelings for you. I thought I loved you as well. Do you care to explain yourself and apologize for hurting us when all we did was treat you so well?” T’Challa’s words made you realize you were a complete piece of shit. Both of them did treat you like a queen and what you did was fucked up. Your mama raised you better than this. You stared at both of them sadly and felt a huge weight on your heart. These two wonderful men that you had the nerve to play with like that. They deserve apologies. You opened your mouth. “Well, T’Challa, you see-“ You didn’t finish grabbing your purse and running out the booth. You were RUNNING RUNNING. You were deadass bolting to your car and got in quickly starting the ignition and driving off. You called Isabel on your phone and she picked on the second ring. “Yo.” “Bitch, they are fucking cousins! Cousins! T’Challa and Erik! They are fucking cousins and fucking found out I was messing with both of them! Bitch, both of them showed up to the restaurant!” You shouted even though you were completely out of breath. “Bitch, I got all the way caught up! Shit!” Isabel was laughing her ass off on the other line. You knew she was holding your stomach and tears were probably coming out. You sucked your teeth hard. “I TOLD YOU GOD DON’T LIKE UGLY! I WARNED YOUR ASS BUT FUCK ISABEL, RIGHT? YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DO CLOWNERY? THE CLOWN COMES BACK TO BITE, YOU STUPID HOE!” She continued to cackle and you rolled your eyes trying to calm yourself so you don’t kill your roommate once you make it back in the condo. “I’m glad you entertained by this shit.” You replied sarcastically as you pulled up to a red light. Isabel continued to giggle and finally calmed down. “I don’t feel sorry for your dumbass. Now what did we learn?” She sung the last part. “I learned that......I gotta start asking these niggas about their families and shit. Now I know, the next time I’m fucking with two niggas at the same time, let me make sure they don’t know each other at all.” Isabel sighed deeply. “Y/N, I love you but you are dumb as hell.”

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Lmao Y/N was out of there like:

Translation:

Umzala - cousin

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[antiquechampagne]

Antique Champagne Answers for...

FanFic Ask Game

wornquillsandspilledink

A: How did you come up with the title to [insert fic]? It’s a bad play on her stage name, Champagne

B: Any of your stories inspired by personal experience? I am not a vampire, burlesque dancer, or bodyguard, but I am female and I enjoy music, singing and dancing.

C: What member do you identify with most? Wanting to find someplace you feel welcome with people who know you and love you for who you are.

D: Is there a song or a playlist to associate with Antique Champagne? Why yes! Yes there is! You can find it HERE

E: If you wrote a sequel to Antique Champagne, what would it be about? This story if the first in a planned trilogy... and I don’t want to give too much away, but let’s say Payne will be forced to face her more inhuman side.

F: Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it. 

-Hancock unfolded the chair. Payne gingerly sat, her palms balled in her lap. A grumbling Amari pulled out a battered doctor’s bag, pulling equipment out on a nearby computer bank. She wrapped a blood pressure cuff around Payne’s upper arm. Hancock watched as Payne looked away, her eyes wide, darting around the room as she fought to stay in the chair. Her hands clenched, kneading her thighs.“Sit still, please,” ordered Amari.Hancock leaned against the boxy metal mainframe. “Hey!” Payne looked up into his mischievously sparkling eyes. “What did the necrophiliac say to his girlfriend?”Payne scrunched up her face. “What?”“What did the necrophiliac say to his girlfriend?” he said again.“How the fuck should I know?” Annoyed, Payne blinked as Amari took a light and looked in darting eyes.“I really dig ya!” Hancock snickered.It took a moment, but a weak smile broke Payne’s frigid features. A few scrawny laughs broke through her fear-heightened panic. “That’s a horrible joke.”-

I know it doesn’t sound like much, but this joke is a homage to my husband. He loves ‘dad’ jokes and this is one he would tell me repeatedly early in our relationship.

G: Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order? I write chapter to chapter.

H: How would you describe your style? Chaotic, I suppose. I have a rough outline, and I just expand the chunks as I go.

I: Do you have a guilty pleasure in fic (reading or writing)? Oh yeah. For writing, I can think of a whole lot of smut, but it has hardly made it to the page. For reading - smutty stuff would be The Chain the Binds, for adult Rot Dust and Steel and for listening it would be Fallout: Equestira

J: Write or describe an alternative ending to Antique Champagne. Um, it hasn’t ended yet... but vaguely putting it “And they all lived happily ever after.”

K: What’s the angstiest idea you’ve ever come up with? I think it is going to be the bit have planned for the next few chapters (at least that I am willing to spill the beans about). Payne get’s to face her fear of doctors etc.

L: How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting? I try to revise it at least three times. 1 myself 2 my husband 3 my beta

M: Got any premises on the back burner that you’d care to share? For this fic? No, I got everything outlined for the end of this arc, plus the next two ‘books’ in the series. I still need to work out the details, but the main points are all in place.

N: Is there a fic you wish someone else would write (or finish) for you? I have a fic on my ‘to do’ list that involves a symbiot (Venom franchise) and a suicidal woman. And another that is a mishmash of Fallout/Dragon Age/Elder Scrolls in the planning phase.

O: How do you begin a story–with the plot, or the characters? I normally latch on to characters first. Not always though.

P: Are you what George R. R. Martin would call an “architect” or a “gardener”? (How much do you plan in advance, versus letting the story unfold as you go?) I am a gooey architect.

Q: How do you feel about collaborations? Holy hell, that would be amazing!

R: Are there any writers (fanfic or otherwise) you consider an influence? I read a LOT of Anne Rice when I was a kid, and Mary Roach has a lot of fun stuff.

S: Any fandom tropes you can’t resist? Angst. So much angst. Not letting love in.

T: Any fandom tropes you can’t stand? I can’t stand Thor/Loki or Stark/Parker ships.

U: Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much. I think I kinda did that up top with I. I love the first two because they treat their characters with such dimensionallity, it makes them really relatable. I love the mash up of MLP and FO, it is so well done... so gritty yet campy but still recognizable.

V: If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose? I would probably want to work on extending this little jewel: Real Life Has no Manager. It’s just so fun!

W: Do you like more general prompts, or more specific ones? I haven’t really written from a lot of prompts... so I don’t really feel I have a preference.

X: A character you enjoy making suffer. McDonough, Father, Strong, Anders and Solas (Dragon Age), 

Y: A character you want to protect. Hancock (duh), Kent, Curie

Z: Major character death–do you ever write/read it? Is there a character whose death you can’t tolerate? Nobody kills Dogmeat. Leave the puppers alone!

[osamuniichann]

Map of the Soul: Persona

yall already know after the bois drop an album i gotta jump on here commenting my love on it real fckn quick. They did it ONCE AGAIN, im so happy and alive and god i guess we gon jump back into what i think of the album!!

Intro: Persona. bro when this came out and I heard them old school vibes??? I WAS GONE. tbt to school luv affair and the old hip hop albums like can we just appreciate this nostalgia sldkgj the visuals in the mv were great, Nams looked BEAUTIFUL as per usual HHH. But I gotta say im scared of CGI Nams that mans too big i gasped--

Boy With Luv (feat. Halsey). Ok now L I S T E N. I KNEW when the teasers came out that this song was gonna bop so hard but DAMN DID IT HAVE TO GO SO HARD THO!! and like even tho I’m not a huge halsey fan, (i went to her badlands concert here and it was p good! im just not so into her new music so c: to each their own right?), she really matched this mv! the looks, the colors, the choreo, the vocals?? PERFECT. the visuals were so mf pretty aaaa. Its such a happy song like i kept replaying and i kept smiling so BIG! depression? never heard of her!! we going POSITIVITY AND HAPPINESS!

Mikrokosmos. Sister microcosms, mitochondria, microbiology. Yethhhh, i love the slow beats, the vocals being served eye--god, dont u wanna run?? or actually it sounds like the beginning soundtrack of a movie?? like when they’re walking and the producers, writers, directors’ names show on screen?? and the main character is listening to this on their headphones and then when they get to school, they take out their earphones and the audio gets quieter LMAO i appreciate this song a lot! c: 

Make It Right. Now this the one with Ed Sheeran collabing right?? u can totally tell its him, it has such a distinct sound unique to only him! i was gonna beat his ass if he gave me an annoying ass Shape of You but he came through sldkjgsg its a p chill song, i just wanna be on a bike riding through a park alongside a river at night IDK. like its calming and just makes me wanna take some time to myself to reflect and just stay relaxed. aaaa and when they sang “I can make you better, hold you tighter” im SAD :((( bts really comin out with soft ass songs, they forever have my love and support!

HOME. KLDSJSDLG YOOO. THIS. THIS FCKN ONE RIGHT HERE OFFICER. THIS IS MY FAVE (Boy With Luv is my second fave!!) like i heard that HOME was a song describing how we--the fans--are like home to the boys so i expected a ballad or a slow, soft song like 2! 3! or Spring Day but nOoO. they came out with this?! this mf shit goes so H A R D. I THREW MY BACK OUT [TRYNA] TWERK TO THIS. LIKE THE BEAT, THE VOCALS, THE FALSETTOS, THE HARMONIES, THE RAPS?!!! FUCK THIS STOMPED MY TEETH INTO A CEMENT CURB AND BROKE ME. MY ASS WILL FOREVER CLAP TO THIS!! jimin really went in like can i just say???? “you know u got that HOoOoOoMeee” GEEZUS I NEED THIS LIVE MA’AM, SIR ... *chef’s kiss!

Jamais Vus. JIN STARTS IT HELL YES. if im correct, this is the hopejinkook song right?? I love hearing hobi rap-sing/sing like its just so hyped or melodic. its such a addicting melody! And when Jungkook comes in wit the “please give me a remedyyyy~~” like um yes sir im bout to switch majors to Pharmacy so I can snatch some of them remedies to give u baby bois

Dionysus. alright my fellow percy jackson/heroes of olympus/trials of apollo stans, where yall at??? I deadass thought since Dionysus is the God of Wine and fertility, i thought we was gonna get some slow, sensual, luxurious sounds like House of Cards or Singularity?? But no ma’am we got Marvel, superhero, crime-fighting, shounen anime, ass-kicking rock emo vibes! IM LIVIN FOR IT LIKE HELL YE. someone bring out a fckn punching bag im bout to beat the crap out of it. And the change in beat during Yoon’s part?? “are you ready to get hyped up?” - Kim Namjoon 2019, IM BALD. Thanos bout to get his ass kicked wit this song playing, its a mf sign dont @ me! literally ant man better crawl up Thanos’ pruny fckn ass and expand while this plays in the back idc! also i heard hobi wrote the melodies and produced this track; man really went marvel/spiderverse on us and i LOVE IT

Final thoughts: amazing album AS USUAL!! the boys always aren’t afraid of exploring new genres and creating new sounds which i seriously lovelovelove. ive never been disappointed with an album from them, can yall spell TALENT?? the skill, the vocals, the raps, the visuals, the EVERYTHING is just perfect, outstanding, completely and utterly amazing. ill never get tired of these bois, they make me so happy and god im just so blessed to be born and living during the same time as them. i cant believe theyre back, im so excited and hope they will be able to come to my state for a concert bc im ready to spend top dollar to see them up close! i cant wait for what’s to come; no matter what they put out, ill forever support and love them wit all my goddamn heart! c: 

[inoahthingor2]

No Place Like Home

When: November 17th

Time: 10 PM

Noah wasn’t sure why he hadn’t resented his sisters, even though he had grown up behind all four of them. There were four different ideas about who a Nakamura was before Noah stepped into place, and sometimes, it was annoying. No, he wasn’t as good at maths as Lily, and no, he wasn’t interested in joining the drama club like Hannah had, and if one more person asked him if he had inherited any of Ryleigh’s affinity for public speaking, he just might tear his hair out.

But, he was still so proud of his sisters. Yeah, he had no clue what the hell an integral was, but Lily had gotten a full-ride to go study Statistics. And Noah was good at singing and dancing, but Hannah’s performance as the lead in The Sound of Music made him tear up. And you bet your ass Noah was the loudest one screaming after Ryleigh’s valedictorian speech.

And then Kelly.

Since Noah could remember, Kelly had been dancing. Uncoordinated and clumsy when she eight as she led him in circles with Ryleigh, her pointe shoes messily laced up. Noah, who was five at the time, was delighted by the clumsy pirouettes. Lily and Hannah watched with a mixture of caution and amusement from the side lines, only stepping in when he and Ryleigh knocked heads.

Noah watched as Kelly ditched her pointe shoes in favor of a leotard and chalk, and at age nine, he watched her land her first pike, and that was the exact moment he knew he wanted to be out there with her.

His other sisters seemed to share his sentiment, but not nearly to his degree. Lily like it because she thought it made her look elegant, Hannah liked it for the drama, and Ryleigh liked it because Noah liked it. But he and Kelly actually loved all of it.

They loved the rush as they bounded across the mat, making sure not to get lost in the feeling of flipping through the air so they had a clear enough mind to land each move. Loved the burn that came with holding their balance on a beam, forcing their shaking muscles to cooperate and keep them upright. Loved the way their pulse beat in their ears as the flung themselves off of the bars, that .2 seconds in the air before they were latching back onto the metal and throwing themselves around it once more.

Perhaps their coach had taken a shine to him, but in Noah’s eyes, Kelly was who really encouraged him to practice his heart out.

“I mean, I'm good Noah, don't get me wrong. But you… you could really go somewhere with this,” she had said as she gently bandaged their hands after a particularly rigorous practice. And with Kelly gripping his hands with her own dusty ones, he knew then that he was gonna go somewhere for the both of them.

Lily, Hannah, and Ryleigh all dropped it after a couple of years, but they never stopped loving the sport. They were there when Noah dominated State Championships, sitting in the front row with their parents, waving obscenely large signs and screaming his name. Kelly was standing with the rest of their gym on the floor, beaming up at him, and in that moment, behind the joy and adrenaline, he hated being up on that podium, because his victory was nothing without them.

So when he moved on to win Nationals, he yanked Kelly up on the podium with him and grabbed her hand with his own, pressing his metal into her open palm. She stared at him for a moment, before she burst into tears, quickly followed by Lily, Hannah and Ryleigh, who jumped from the stands to rush the stage almost as soon as Noah had reached for Kelly. Yeah, pandemonium was one word for the mess that broke out after that, but if that wasn’t the Nakamura’s, Noah wasn’t sure what was.

They stuck together. If you had one of them, you had all of them.

Which was why he should’ve driven back with them after that meet. He should’ve skipped the review session with his coach. He should’ve just left with his win. Left and eaten with his family, throwing ice at Ryleigh whenever their parents weren’t looking and stealing broccoli off of Hannah’s plate when she forgot to guard her greens.

But instead, while his family was sleeping, full and happy and still buzzing with Noah’s victory, Noah was being thrown about in a crushed car that wouldn’t stop rolling, the feeling of flipping familiar and horrifying.

And then he was… broken. Broken, and all he could think about was how much he was hurting, how angry he was, how heartbroken he was. He couldn't think of anything else for those four years. But, he had forgotten that Nakamura’s shared everything.

He didn’t get to see Lily ripping his coach a new one with Hannah holding her back by her coat, begging her not to get arrested on top of everything. He didn’t see Ryleigh straightening out his hospital sheets, crying and crying but trying not to be loud in case her grief was strong enough to wake him from a medically induced coma. Nor Kelly, gripping his Nationals medal that he had given to her tightly in her hand, holding it to her forehead before throwing it in a fit of rage at the wall. The dent was still there.

No, Noah hadn’t seen any of that. Instead, he saw his future in ruins, his family disgraced, his uselessness. Every time he looked one of them in the eyes, that’s all he saw. Pity or disappointment. He couldn’t see the fondness in Lily’s eyes when he playfully tripped her with his walker on one of his better days. He didn’t see the adoration in Hannah’s when she presented him with a knot blanket for his legs, nor the relief in Ryleigh’s when he opened his eyes for the first time since the accident as she stood in the corner in order to allow the doctors to work. And he certainly hadn’t seen the pride Kelly felt when Noah took his first wobbly steps by himself before he collapsed into her arms.

He couldn’t.

Which was why when his phone buzzed, he didn’t answer it. He watched Kelly’s face flash on screen until it dimmed and the vibrating faded. There was the missed call notification, then a voicemail notification, and finally a text message. He clicked on the text, already knowing he was going to delete the voicemail. He couldn't handle her voice yet.

Kelpy: Answer one of us, you asshole. We miss you

Noah shut his eyes and sighed through his nose, before finally taking a look at all of the other texts from his various sisters that he had muted.

From Lily;

Lil: how’s college, college boy? Meet any hotties yet?

Lil: let me know if u need help with ur math

Lil: r u seriously ghosting your whole family u dork?

Lil: R u coming home for thxgiving?

Lil: I’ll give u 5 bucks and some graduate school gossip if u do

Lil: hey, give mom a call soon, will ya? You know how she worries

From Hannah;

Bananah: hey, let me know how ur first day was when u get a chance!

Bananah: are your midterms soon? Call me if you get too stressed!

Bananah: stay warm, okay? I know it’s warmer there, but still. If you tell me ur dorm room number, I’ll send you a scarf!

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Bananah: “this is my audition for a Christmas musical! Let me know how it is!”

From Ryleigh:

Rye: I can’t believe you went to college so far away fucker. I was looking forward to dipping ur hand in cold water when ur passed out drunk

Rye: bro, wtf r u gonna be for Halloween? If u don’t send me a pic, you’re disowned

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Rye: I went as Columbia from rocky horror

Rye: woooow silent treatment?

Rye: if u don’t come home for thanksgiving, I’m gonna convince Hannah to help me kick ur ass

From Kelly:

Kelpy: dominate this school year noah! We’re all rooting for you!

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Kelpy: I got a dog. Help me name him?

Kelpy: I named him pudge.

Kelpy: hey, call me? We should catch up! I wanna know how school is!

Kelpy: Hey noah, we’re all kinda worried about you. We’re trying to give you space, but we’d really like to hear if you’re okay

Kelpy: mom and dad almost drove up to surprise you, but I convinced them not to. Just answer us noah. We miss you

And then the text from today

Noah pressed his phone to his forehead, his brows furrowed. He should go back. He knew he should. He missed his family, as much as he tried not to think about it. But it was going to be so hard going back to a place where everyone knew how much better he used to be. They were gonna ask him what he was doing, and he couldn’t just not talk about the Vixens. But he wasn’t ready to share. He just… couldn’t. He wanted to stay in this space where he was just Noah, the energetic Vixen. He was scared if he looked away, the illusion would break.

But they deserved to hear him say he wasn't coming home.

So naturally, he texted it.

N: srry for the radio silence Kelly! I’ve been sups busy! I can’t make it back for Thanksgiving; I’ve got something I need to do here. Give everyone my best!

Kelly answered almost immediately, but he was already tossing his phone in his gym bag and getting ready to head to the Court. The sooner he improved, the sooner he could feel comfortable going home.