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faetaiity · 2 years

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Okay, I really loved your rant on your Dark Au with Bat Y/N.

Like sooooo good!!!!

I was wondering (cause hell don't we all) what would happen if Y/N got kidnapped?? Like they could be the turtles S/O or close friend, but what would they do?

Just one day coming back from a mission and seeing the place trashed (mostly readers room) and y/n no we're in sight?

I imagine that it was another rival gang, trying to up their status or smth. Completely oblivious of how their throats will be ripped out soon.

And what each turtles reaction would be? And how they would act when they finally found you all beaten up and blooded?

(bonus points if captures torture. And if Bat Y/N then definitely have ripped wings.)

Sorry if this was a lot, I'm just falling in love with you headcanons, keep ot up! Anyways, have nice day!!💙💙💙

-noodle anon

YEAHHHHHHHHH LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOO (Not specifically said is a poly! turtles but is FUCKING IMPLIED) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Four words. All. Hell. Breaks. Loose.

Imagine coming home to see the bat mutant you kidnapped turned S/O is fucking gone.

At first, they thought you just ran away until they saw blood on the floor, and everything trashed

Luckily for them, they put a tracker on you

Finding you in a rival Clan's base is.... startlingly scary

The minute they find out your EXACT location they haul ass in the turtle tank to said location

I feel like, similar to their normal counterparts, they're impulsive, except x100

Aka, they go in guns blazing like a bunch of self-preservation lacking lunatics

The rival clan can't even react properly due to how out-of-nowhere the attack was.

In about 5 minutes the entire clan that was at the base is wiped out

finding you depends on how many floors the building has, so anywhere from immediately to 15 minutes

after finding you, depending on the injuries, they might react differently

Little to no injuries just makes them just untie you and help you get back to the lair, maybe small panic but overall, they calm down quickly

But Major injuries (Like ripped wings, deep wounds, etc)? They start getting pissed off and 'baby' you

It's not even babying, just holding you close and having a verbal rage fit

Mikey's hugging you, crying and laughing manically.

Donnie is fuming and it's a 50/50 that he does or doesn't commit arson

Raph is.... sitting beside you silently looking at your wounds, trying not to explode

Leo is scolding Donnie for not having better security systems, and if he pisses him off enough there WILL be a bomb in the building

Leo ends up carrying you home and is bitching at you for being weak (little fucker can't handle big feelings)

It takes a while but Donnie patches you up, it'll take weeks for everything to heal and after that

get ready.

Self-defense Martial arts such as Brazilian Jiu Jutsu, Muay Thai, Judo, and Karate lessons will happen almost daily

It'll hurt like hell because they're super well trained in these arts, and will NOT hold back

It's just their emotionally constipated/unemotional pissbaby way of caring for you

But for MONTHS if not forever they WILL keep you near them 24/7, you get no fuckin privacy, I'm sorry

They take you everywhere, Missions, Foot clan meetings, To the battle nexus (big mistake if big mama sees your unique coat)

If it's too 'dangerous' one sticks behind (Which they fuckin HATE, but they also hate leaving you alone)

Splinter and (probably) Draxum have blackmail photos of you in any of the turtles' laps napping. no I will not elaborate.

#rottmnt headcanons #rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #donnie x reader #leo x reader #mikey x reader #raph x reader #donatello #leonardo #michelangelo #raphael

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jinbugs · 2 years

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Hey, person unfamiliar with TMA but horrifically intrigued by the submas au you've made for it. And I'm not sure how to phrase this question, but like.. help?

I do NOT know what is happening, but you've got me hook line and sinker, scrounging for what little understanding I can get from the comics. So, if you're comfortable with just rambling or smth, please go off

i've been waiting for an ask like this. bro you're gonna regret those words- i LOVE forcing people to listen to my barely coherent ramblings

// the magnus archives spoilers (all 5 seasons to be safe) ahead, as well as like. whatever i decide to indulge you all with for this au, i'm typing before thinking. this is going to be very long:

Context: In The Magnus Archives universe, there exists, perhaps at the dawn of humanity, perhaps before, Fear. And at first it might have been that, a primal emotion, but when humanity evolved, it Became. And aspects of Its splintered being torments the living beings that tread upon the Earth.

This is what we like to call "The Entities"! People categorize them to make it easier, and it was believed there was 14 facets of them in modern society. They manifest as monsters and things and places that trap and kill any living thing. People can be victims of the Fears, or they can feed it themselves. These people are avatars, and they tend to fall into it unknowingly. Some sorta tilt on the grey scale, others toss themselves into that evil shit. If you're either too obsessive or too fearful of something, you're toast.

The main facet that takes place so far is The Stranger, the fear of the almost human, the uncanny, the "I Do Not Know You." The NotThem is a part of that. They lure their victims in by replacing their loved ones, erasing all mental and recorded memory of the original (excluding analog evidence like tape recorders/vintage photos). Then they murder them, taking their skin and flesh to reuse for their next victims. They do this to feed themselves and their "god".

Actual AU Stuff: So you're like wuhoh, does that mean Ingo's dead? Ingo isn't (because I don't want him to)!!! Ironically Volo's clown time-space tearing shenanigans saved Ingo's ass from being skinned alive so like. Yippee!! NotIngo is the reason why all of Ingo's memories are gone, though. He'll be fine. The NotThem dropped Ingo like pizza, cheese face down on the filthy carpet floor. No one's gonna eat him after that.

Skyla remembers him, because the NotThem always has a few choice people (or one person) that don't have their memories replaced. This is another way to feed off of a bystander's fear. NotIngo enjoys fanning the flames of her paranoia. It's delicious.

There are a few ways, canonically to the TMA universe, you could stop or kill the NotThem. You could bury them under rubble or wet concrete. You could explode them. You could dissolve them into nothing by using relentless gaze of the Beholding, the antithesis of its core existence.

Or like, y'know. Sic a couple powerful pokemon at it.

I genuinely don't think the Entities would do too well in the pokemon universe, since there are actually deities of good (or relatively neutral). A pig can be on fire and like, live with it? The Fears have nothing on general pokemon lore, honestly. Doubt many people would bat an eye.

The Entities hasn't sunken its roots in yet, it's a relatively new force in this universe. Give or take a couple centuries and things could change. This NotThem was bold choosing its particular high-profile target. Ingo and Emmet are verrrry unlucky. (I just really like drama. I live for it. I love doppelgangers too, so this is a two-for-one bonus.)

It's not gonna be too bleak though. They'll all be okay. But like. Losing a bit of humanity never hurt anybody. Just a smidge. Pinky promise.

#long post #ask #submas #tma au

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theflowersofdoom · 5 years

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gonna talk about my spooky side account lore bc its unabashedly my favorite

sam and his sibling max lost their parents to to the bringer when they were really young. they were freed from terror mountain when the hannah thing went down. sam had trouble adjusting and stayed in terror mountain for awhile while max eagerly went out into world. the two kept in constant contact, until max suddenly stopped replying after he traveled to the haunted woods. sam decided to leave for the haunted woods to look for his sibling, and had a pretty terrifying time of it until he met lonnie

lonnie is a ne’er-do-well grave robber squatting in an abandoned house in the middle of the haunted woods. he found a very afraid and confused sam stumbling around and took him in with the intention of using him to help in illegal activities. sam, being cut off form the world for 10000 yrs and being generally too trusting, enthusiastically goes along with him. the two run around causing trouble and eventually lonnie finds himself actually CARING about this sweet bori

paix was born to a terrestrial aisha and alien aisha couple and was raised exclusively on the virupets space station. her childhood had a backdrop of constant and oppressive paranoia of sloth. her family had several connections with the resistance and as a result knew several ppl who either disappeared or were seriously negatively effected by the sloth empire. she even lived through the sloth takeover of virtupets, which while thankfully was relatively uneventful on the part of the station her family lived in, it was still pretty terrifying for 10-or-smth yr old. while all this died down when paix grow up to adult, her parents were still very protective, not allowing paix or her little sister to travel unsupervised and helicoptered pretty bad. paix prided her self in being very level headed, but then one of her only friends disappeared while tracking down a sloth aligned organization and is presumed dead, paix is absolutely devastated, and in the months following his disappearance she quietly takes a small, former resistance ship from a family friend. she intended on flying it to neo central and parking it somewhere visible where the authorities would find it and return it with her apology note sitting in the seat of the cockpit, meanwhile shes in faerieland or mystery island, she doesnt know where just anywhere she’ll figure it out when she gets there.

what ACTUALLY happened was a little more dramatic than she intended

paix initially and rightfully doesnt trust lonnie much, but he IS nice enough to let her stay at his house after she crashed into his back yard (is this even his house? i looks like its been run down for a while). sam was amazed in meeting a real alien and paix liked him well enough, hes a very kind guy, but still the whole situation was suspect

she probably wouldnt have stayed for long if lonnie hadnt up and died on them

paix suspected murder, from what sam says lonnie wasnt the most liked person around, but its not like theres any laws this is the haunted woods. as far as sam knows lonnie doesnt have any family, he thinks once there was a sister mentioned but he didnt even get a first name. the only family sam had left was a missing sibling he had been trying to find for a year now. so paix helps sam bury him in the back yard

paix takes on a lot of the responsibilities, like get food and telling people that lonnie is in fact dead, he wont be bothering you anymore. she even starts helping sam in his attempts to track down his sibling (shes not super optimistic but its not like shes going to tell sam that).

at first paix thinks that sam is just very, VERY upset. he hasnt been very tired and acting a little strange, but his friend just died in front of him, its not like she has any room to judge. but as time goes on, things seem increasingly off. theres breif moments where sam seems to be his old self, but more and more he seems confused. paix finds him standing in the middle of the hall, staring at the wall. theres times where sam doesnt remember where hes been or what he was doing just moments ago. paix goes to the attic to get sam, finding no one, only to remember that sam is asleep in the in the living room, and when she goes back down staris of course hes still there, passed out on the couch like he has been all day, why was she so sure there was someone in the attic

when it becomes clear that lonnies been possessing sam, paix has a weird mix of terror and relief, though its drowned out by how PISSED she is at lonnie. she yells at him in portuguese for WHILE before he explains that he really wasnt trying to hurt sam or steal his body or anything else paix is accusing him of, hes been trapped in the ghost zone since he died and nothing he did could get their attention (he had gotten SO CLOSE with paix, she seemed to almost hear him. paix remembers all the times she felt she was being watch or heard someone screaming and just shrugged it off as a side effect of the haunted woods)

paix could absolutely kill him AGAIN when he goes on to explain that hes now stuck in sams body. she begrudgingly agrees to help lonnie not be stuck, using a ritual from one of the weird creepy books littered around the house. it works and paix is incredibly relieved to find that sam is alright, but then immediately un-relieved to feel someone standing behind her and turned around to find lonnies spooky ghost standing there, menacingly

the tension was immediately broken as sam scrambled up screaming YOURE ALIVE and attempting to tackle-hug lonnie only to go through him and crash into the wall

and after paix gives lonnie a peice of her mind and lonnie profusely apologizes to both her and sam, things fall back into normality. paix and sam have found ways to make a living without doing anything illegal. lonnie is somewhat weirder as a ghost, hes taken a liking to scaring the heck out of ppl and is back to being a menace, but he seems to be more sincere with sam and paix at least

zaf generally doesnt like photos, meko probably caught them by surprise

zaf was a unfortunate victim of one of the many sloth-aligned splinter groups, and while they have made an amazing recovery, they remember nothing before waking up in the hospital. they were told that they had been kidnapped and eventually were found and taken in by authorities before being treated and successfully reverted to the physiology of an average mutant kacheek. zaf knows theres more to the story that authorities and their friends arent telling them, and has vague memories, but zaf isnt sure if they want to remember them. they were told by their friends that they had been a zafara before, that they were kind and generous and everyone was devastated when they went missing. zaf, surrounded by people that they cant remember, felt incredibly guilty. they hear stories about themself that they cant remember or even relate to. they ask for descriptions of themself that dont feel like them, least not anymore. zaf looks at pictures of this person that doesnt even look like them, and they cant help but feel like that person isnt here anymore.

zaf distances themself and eventually leaves neo central, taking a job at a hotel in the haunted woods. they have trouble finding a place to stay, and on their way to look at yet another apartment, they mistakenly knock on the door of a spotted bori who has THE friendliest face theyve seen since they moved to the woods

the two talk until its dark out and sam insists they stay the night bc its not safe to be out are you kidding me its the haunted woods. paix, given her past, is suspicious before zaf mentions what happened to them and she straight up offers for them to stay indefinitely (good thing too bc sam was pretty confident the place they had been on their way to see was a scheme to murder people, which seemed way more alarming to zaf than it did sam)

it takes 3 days for zaf to meet lonnie bc hes busy being an ass, slamming doors and leaving creepy messages in the mirror, culminating into jump-scaring zaf in the hallway at 3 in the morning. paix had tried to warn them but its still a spooky ghost in your apartment. sam mentioned that lonnies body was buried in the back yard and zaf looked like they were about to cry. just two sweet kids living in a dilapidated old house thats haunted by their dead friend, whose body they had bury in the back

zaf seems to be the only one concerned about the skulls in the living room, and the strange books, all of which, at least the ones zaf can make sense of, contain what appears to be spells. they mentioned where they lived to their boss and some coworkers and all hell broke loose and zaf had to leave the premises. paix apologized and said that lonnie had a reputation with the hotel staff and it kind of extended to everyone esle in the house. lonnie zipped through the ceiling and stated that they had ALWAYS had it out for him even BEFORE he stole that golf cart and the two start up another argument and the initial point is lost.

but even months afterward, zaf cant forget the the moment of panic in their former boss’s eyes when they mentioned the house

mini is a witch living in the woods. sam and the gang think shes their neighbor, but no one is really sure where she lives. she comes by the house every now and then. sam, paix, and zaf have invited her in but always stated that she cant come in. has started to come around more frequently after zaf showed her one of the book they had found, wondering if she could make any sense of it. usually cryptic mini straight up said it was incredibly dangerous in the wrong hands. the two have since working through the books to see if any of more of them had spell theorems that could ‘potentially warp the fabric of reality’ as mini had put it

#here take my neopets novel #i was gonna draw little portraits but im gay

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yyhwritingrequests · 7 years

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I'm so sorryy about that!!!!! Can I have smth a little strange pleasee??? Like maybe a cheater!KuramaxHiei thing? Or maybe like the same thing but with Yusukexcheater!Keiko? I want a lot of angst in it, too!! Thank you so much!!!!!! I'm sorry again!!! My b!!!!! ~Anonymous Z~

..You’re a bit eccentric, aren’t you, Anon? Anyway, sorry for taking like six months to complete this! Hope you enjoy!

Note: My writing skills are a little rusty, and my thinking’s not all that in order, so if this seems a little sub-par for me, I do apologize!

~Admin Kiyoshi

Cheap Perfume

Winter had arrived in Japan, bringing with it the cold andsnow, the desolate void of white that would freeze one heart solid, whilesplintering and shattering another, the once gentle warmth of their love dyingin a blizzard of frigid betrayal and hate. It was there, in winter, where itwould be left, frosting over as the snowflakes slowly bury it under a crushingweight, heavy as the scent of a not-so-secret love affair lingering on pillowsand blankets shared by too many.

One soul, however, remained unaffected by the lethargy the seasonwas supposed to have carried with it. Through the long nights he remainedrestless, waiting up for a lover which more than one fleeting thought told himwasn’t going to come home. He always did, though — always returned home aftermidnight, always carrying with him a hint of a perfume that his partner bothdidn’t recognize, but came to know well as the scent of his love’s infidelity. Thesoul was torn; should he confront the other, his everything, and break his ownheart swiftly, or should he let it slowly fracture, hearing his other halfwhisper a name that isn’t his into the dead of the night?

One such night, he was nearly asleep, having given up on thethought that his partner would return before morning, when the bedroom dooropened. The smell of perfume wafted in after him, stronger than usual — mustnot have had time to shower before coming home — as he changed from his workclothes into the sweatpants he slept in, climbing into bed next to the loverwho no longer loved him in return. “How was your day?” He asked,conversationally, pulling the other close.

The soul gave a noncommittal grunt, turning away from thearms that held him, lips that tried to kiss him, hands that tried to wanderbeneath his belts, looking for the kind of satisfaction laying with that womanusually brought, satisfaction he didn’t know he could still give. Teeth scrapedthe back of his neck as the first buckle came undone — as he decided he’d hadenough.

Grabbing the offending hand with a surprising amount offorce, he threw it back away from himself. “Don’t touch me.” He’d wanted tosound angry, but the words were just too soft.

Equally softly did his lover call out to him, his heartsplintering in his chest as he pulled on his boots. No, he told himself, nomore falling for his tricks. Arms wrapped around his waist, a pair of warm,supple lips pressing against the side of his neck. “Where are you going? I’msorry I made you uncomfortable — we don’t have to have sex tonight, not if youdon’t want to,” The lips moved up to his cheek. “It’s cold outside; just stayhere…” A warm, bare chest met his back.

Jumping out the window was oneof the hardest things he’d ever had to do.

Morning found the wandering soul in a park—the largestcluster of trees he could find in the city he was bound to—half-curled into aball and radiating hurt and anger. The morning paid no mind to his plight—birdssang, people laughed, and the sun rose without a cloud in the sky to block itsradiant light, reflecting beautifully off the small pond in the park’s center.

It seemed like he wasn’t the only one hurting that morning,he found, hearing a couple begin to argue not too far away from him. The pairwere beginning to draw the attentions of other park-goers, having stood fromthe bench they’d been sitting on out of anger. Listening more closely, he caughta few select words that ripped his heart the rest of the way out of his chest. “Youcheated on me!” One of the men cried.

He moved a few trees closer to hear more of what was goingon. “You’ve been doing this for months!” The same man accused. “I foundeverything! The texts, the photos, all of it! I knew there was no way you were working so late!”

The man’s fiancé, however, was still trying to argue hiscase after the evidence had already convicted him. “No, I told you, I’ve beenworking overtime! I’d never cheat on you!”

“Don’t give me that bullshit! How do you explain thosemessages on your phone? Why would some ‘stranger’ have your phone number? Why’she asking you to ‘come have your way with him’, huh?!” Heartbroken, tears hadbegun to fall from the man’s eyes. “Was I not good enough for you?!”

The soul took a punch to the gut at that statement. Thinkingof his own lover’s trespasses, he understood that feeling of inadequacy — that therewas another who could give his partner all the things that he could not.

As the argument continued, hedidn’t pay any mind, lost within his own thoughts. Why didn’t you leave? If she meant more to you, why didn’t you justtell me that? Surely that would’ve been easier than lying to me all this time —then again, I suppose that’s in your nature, isn’t it, Fox? His headdropped into his hands. Maybe I should’veconfronted you, and watched you try to make up another pitiful excuse. …But Iwanted to believe that you were telling the truth…

The argument seemed to have endedby the time the lost soul looked towards the two men once more. The infidel hadlong since left in a storm of anger, upset that his lies had been revealed forall park-goers to witness.

Shaking his head as more tearsfell, the accuser took his engagement ring off, flinging it in the direction ofthe pond. It made a small splash as it hit the water, slowly sinking to thebottom as its owner left it, and the love it once represented, there to drown.

Watching the man leave, the soulcame to a realization, one that would’ve broken his heart if it hadn’t alreadybeen suffocated by cheap perfume.

Maybe I should’ve left you already.

He leapt from the tree, leavingthe park so quickly that the heartbroken man that’d left before him didn’tnotice him passing by.

To leave you, though, I have to leave everything else behind, too.

Behind an old Buddhist temple inthe middle of a forest filled with demons was where the human plane ended, and wherethe human plane ended, the demon plane began. Back to his home is where hewould flee to, back to where he was so wary of being deceived that he’d neverlet it happen again. Back to where love was both hard to find and overratedwhen found, so he’d never have to seek it out again.

Maybe I should’ve done this when I first suspected you, instead ofbelieving your lies.

Standing at the very edge of thehuman plane, he stared into the blank space that separated the worlds, wherethe barrier used to be that, a few short years ago, would’ve prevented him fromcrossing over. The permanence of his decision weighed down on him, as he knewthat once he left, he’d never return.

…Maybe I should’ve broken my own heart instead of letting you do it forme.

And with his next step, the soul was gone.

#yyh #yyh scenarios #yyh hiei #yyh kurama #long #yu yu hakusho #scenarios #hey look i answered something #anon #eccentric anon #Admin Kiyoshi #yyhwritingrequests

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soyraktajino · 7 years

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hi i’m having a really shitty day here’s a really embarrassingly detailed analysis of a fall out boy song that reminds me of spock regaining his memory after st:iv

please don’t reblog this this is mostly a self-care post

like if you read

G.I.N.A.S.F.S by Fall Out Boy

(Gay Is Not A Synonym For Shitty)

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the majority of this song works best from Spock’s perspective but the song itself changes perspectives (”you almost pick up the phone”/”i almost pick up the phone”) because it’s intended to be a love story between two broken boys who can’t admit to each other that they’re in love (which is. kirk/spock as hell)

I've loved everything about you that hurts, so Let me see your moves, Let me see your moves Lips pressed this close to mine, True Blue

this works as both Jim and Spock -- “I’ve loved everything about you that hurts” because they love each other through their insecurities and through the things that no one can understand and that hurt them to no end (Jim’s traumatic past ie Tarsus IV, his constant fear that he’s not doing enough for his ship; Spock’s internal turmoil over his conflicting cultural perspectives).

also merriam-webster defines “true blue” as “unswerving loyalty (as to a party) ie a true-blue romantic, completely faithful and loyal to a person or idea” which i think is beautiful in that unswerving loyalty is. both of their defining factors.

But the prince of any failing empire knows that Everybody wants, everybody wants To drive on through the night If it's a drive back home

yeah i’m not 100% on this i just like it conceptually as like... Jim and Spock driving back to their apartment in San Francisco (or taking the BART or smth) and wanting the drive to last forever because once they get there, y’know, they’ve gotta try and figure everything out. at least driving home holds the promise of maybe everything’ll work out.

(pre-chorus 1) Things aren't the same anymore Some nights, they get so bad You almost pick up the phone

so my favorite fic about post st:iv basically has Jim ask the bridge crew to help re-arrange their apartment before they get there - hide all the things that’d suggest they were married, because you can’t just. force him into a marriage he doesn’t remember. so Spock stays in the guest bedroom.

“things aren’t the same anymore/ some nights they get so bad/ you almost pick up the phone” sometimes Jim misses Spock so much he just wants to reach out to Spock and tell him everything, forget letting him figure it out on his own. but he never does.

(chorus) Trade baby blues for wide eyed browns I sleep with your old shirts And walk through this house in your shoes, I know it's strange It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you I'm supposed to love you

this is my favorite part ok

“trade baby blues for wide eyed browns” because Bones’ eyes (literally, literally called baby blues in-series) and Bones held Spock’s katra, wide-eyed browns as Spock’s eyes obvs and wide-eyed works because wide-eyed to the new world around him that he’s gotta relearn

“i sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes” so like Spock was only dead for like a few weeks at most between st:iii and st:iv so it’s. incredibly hard to say what the fuck happened to all of his stuff. there’s no way Jim could’ve thrown it out. so i like thinking of this from either of their perspectives -- Jim wearing Spock’s old shirts (he wouldn’t know, anyway) as a comfort and walking through their home trying to empathize with what Spock must be going through...... but more than that, it’s really from Spock’s perspective because of the next part of the chorus. so Spock wearing Jim’s old shirts (he wouldn’t know!!) because he subconsciously knows he has an attachment to them somehow and walking through the house trying to remember everything that Jim remembers about them

“it’s a strange way of saying that i know i’m supposed to love you” is Spock’s realization that he and Jim were bonded. and it’s really painful because he knows he’s supposed to love him, he knows this is something his past self must have felt, but he doesn’t understand it for himself. as much as he may want to.

I've already given up on myself twice Third time is the charm, third time is the charm Threw caution to the wind But I've got a lousy arm

i don’t have a spirk meaning for “i’ve already given up on myself twice/ third time is the charm, thirt time is the charm” because the irl meaning of it is that pete’s tried to kill himself a couple of times (7 minutes in heaven’s alternate title is atavan halen, a play on van halen, because his suicide attempt in 06 was with an overdose of atavan; i think his other attempt was when he was a young teenager iirc) and he’s really tongue-in-cheek about suicide which. i identify with so strongly because when i was 17 i planned out my suicide attempt and didn’t go through with it and now that’s in my medical history and it’s such a pain in the ass to have every psychologist ask about it, i was just a terrified kid and i didn’t see any other options, it was 5 years ago, i fixed it myself by getting myself help. anyway the “third time is the charm” is also related to a verse later, “you saved my life that night on the roof of your hotel” because patrick climbed his ass up there and talked him off the ledge. like this is overtly a song pete wrote about his affection for patrick. (pat’s eyes are blue and pete’s ex-wife ashley’s eyes are brown and they’ve definitely been seen wearing each others clothes). and patrick singing it is just. so emotional for me.

“threw caution to the wind but i’ve got a lousy arm” is just a really nice phrase for either Kirk or Spock saying ‘fuck it’ and trying to hint that they’re in love but the hint wasn’t received

i know this verse is really weak on the spirk just let me have this alright

And I've traced your shadows on the wall Now I kiss them whenever I'm down Whenever I'm down Figured I’m not figuring myself out

god i love this verse too. (”figured i’m not figuring myself out” is pete’s tongue-in-cheek way of addressing biphobia, how ‘’’’’you’re either straight or you’re gay’’’’’’, look at this bi ICON)

anyway this is definitely Jim. “i’ve traced your shadows on the wall and i kiss them whenever i’m down” no one literally traced anything ok he’s traced with his fingers shadows of Spock on their bedroom wall from his memories of them together and kissed them whenever he’s down... whether or not you want to imagine an incredibly depressed jim kirk actually kissing a wall is up to you my depressed little gay ass would

(pre-chorus 2) Things aren't the same anymore Some nights, they get so bad I almost pick up the phone

“things aren’t the same anymore/ some nights they get so bad/ i almost pick up the phone” is a mirror of the first pre-chorus with “you” traded for “i” -- now it’s about Spock instead of Jim. now Spock wants to reach out to Jim.

(chorus)

(see chorus lmao)

Born under a bad sign, but you saved my life That night on the roof of your hotel "Cross my heart and hope to die Splintered from the headboard in my eye" Photo-proofed kisses I remembered so well

oh FUCK i always thought it said “bullet-proof” kisses because that ties it in to another song on Infinity on High, but photo-proofed kisses makes my heart ACHE; because these boys were constantly followed by the paparazi especially after pete came out as bi. pictures that caught them kissing were. proofed to erase that because the label didn’t want the mixed publicity. fuck me UP

anyway yeah this verse is also hard for me to make a spirk interpretation of because i know the actual story here so well. they were on tour and pete just, has depressive episodes and he climbed up on the roof of patrick’s hotel in the middle of the night and patrick talked him down. (which -- you could romanticize this so easily but pete doesn’t, he just comes right out and says “you saved my life”, because pete wentz fucking gets it and the only time he romanticizes mental illness is when he does it sarcasticly, and the sarcasm is biting; especially because these boys know all too well how their fan base is. a bunch of mentally ill teenagers. they talk about it a lot in a way that... it feels so much like how when queer folk talk about queer issues. we don’t have to step around shit like we do when we talk to allies. it’s such a comfort. that’s what fall out boy feels like to me, it’s written by these boys who know what it is to be deathly sick and who’re talking to kids who’re deathly sick themselves.)

sorry fuck i... have a lot of feelings about fall out boy.

anyway, spirk

Born under a bad sign, but you saved my life That night on the roof of your hotel "Cross my heart and hope to die Splinter from your headboard in my eye" Photo-proofed kisses I remember so well

“born under a bad sign” can refer to genesis and spock being reborn but it can also refer just to spock being born into adversity. also jim’s a fucking pisces and so am i and listen, it’s the worst fucking sign okay

“you saved my life that night on the roof of your hotel” could like. theoretically. just be something that happened. a small memory. they’ve gotta go to some stupid starfleet thing because let’s be real jim’s always under question as the captain of the flagship and spock’s always under question as a vulan in starfleet and. i think for the both of them the “you saved my life” is less urgent than ‘i was actually going to jump off this roof’ and serves as more of a ‘you made me believe in myself again’ because they do that for each other. so. often.

listen i don’t even know what ‘splinter from your headboard in my eye’ means for the song meaning irl, i’m just ignoring this

“photo-proofed kisses i remember so well” the little Vulcan kisses they give each other all the time as small comforts through the day aren’t recognized by the press or the brass so they can do it in front of everyone as much as they like, as long as they’re discreet -- fingers pressed against each other at their sides, while passing each other in the hall, etc.

i’m repeating the chorus here because i fucking love it

anyway this is the gayest thing i’ve ever typed out in my life, it felt really nice to do, thanks for your time

if you actually read this whole thing you are entirely too good to me and i don’t deserve your friendship, but thank you so much this really means a lot to me

#ffr #don't lose

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