god okay so what's funny abt that epitaph post is we were gonna recommend that song to you nextFJDJSKFKD it's No One Is Ever Going To Want Me by Giles Corey! Very .... Depression core fhdjsjdjd but we Love the part halfway through where it like Explodes into sound. The first half of the song is Super Quiet but when the lead singer screams "one, two, fuck you" around the end it just. gets VERY VERY VERY FUCKING LOUD FIRST OFF but it REALLY picks up too!! It becomes very,,, powerful I suppose is the right word to describe it?
This song actually means a lot to us, especially to Memento and Mori! It's absolutely super depressing sure but it's one of Those Songs™ that also helped us cope with the worst of our depression as a teen. Now it's got a sort of bittersweet nostalgic feel to it, like SURE it may hold negative memories but it's also helped us get through the worst of some shit and. Idek. I'm rambling JGJDKSFKFK
The ending lyrics, "I wanna feel like I feel when I'm asleep" mean the world to us. It's sung SO powerfully and cathartically. As a teen we really did, we wanted to feel like... Nothing. Or we wanted to feel the happiness we felt in dreams outside of just dreaming. And now it's like... Looking back we DO feel that nowadays, outside of sleep! it's. again! weird nostalgic shit ig! HFJDJSX
tl;dr the song is depressing as shit, fair warning, but it holds a lotta memories for us and if I could talk to teen us I wish I could tell it that things Do Get Better and that it'll Indeed Someday Feel Truly Happy. anyways nowadays we interpret that last lyric as "i wanna feel fucking well rested for ONCE man PLEASE I'm SLEEPY" SJAKSJDFJDJ
sorry for the essay but you have unlocked Best Friend status™ and now we're gonna send u Songs That Have A Lot Of Personal Meaning To Us. Because we trust u. <2
-Dark
hello!! sorry this took a bit, wanted to wait for when i had energy to fully process the song and your message because its important to yall and i wanted to dedicate the appropriate time to it <33
No One Is Ever Going to Want Me <33 i love how contemplative and hushed the first part is, i'm reading the lyrics along with it as it goes and it's true, it's very sad, but i totally get how it would have been meaningful as someone with depression <33 the layering of voices and the softly lilting guitar melody just before the scream are very pretty too :']
i was prepared for when the song would pick up at the end, i just hgkjh i like, smiled to myself as the "ONE, TWO, FUCK YOU" was sung, i was ready and waiting for it and was just fully delighted when it happened hkjgh and the melody RAMPING UP and the stamping drum beat instantly joining, OUGH!! CRIES?? HKJGH i get what yall mean by powerful and cathartic, it is it is!! love that love that so much, this song is so lovely :'] Memento and Mori song!! <22
NO YEAH i understand!! i liked such sad songs when i was depressed as a teen and listening back to them now is just like,, wow... thank you for helping me survive. thank you for getting me through that. @ teen us, we're going to get better. it's gonna be okay, i promise we'll get there :'] <33
this would be a really good epitaph actually <33 im happy to hear this song helped yall in some way, that it means a lot to yall. im happy yall get to feel joy outside of dreams too, you all deserve to be happy, truly happy <22 im happy yall are here, and im happy we're best friends :'] <33333 <22222
and also YES WE ARE SO FUCKING EEPY PLEASE LET US FEEL WELL RESTED HKJHG </3 thank you for the song dark!! <2
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Xie Lian: "San Lang, actually, I've been meaning to ask you something later. We usually meet in person, but now there're other people around, so could I also have your communication circle password so I can call you privately?"
Hua Cheng: "..."
Xie Lian: "I'm sorry, was I too forward? Please, don't mind me."
Hua Cheng: "No, it's alright. I've been waiting for this all my life for a while now. I was nervous to ask you, actually."
[Perhaps ten minutes later.]
Hua Cheng: "Gege hadn't called me yet so I called you, hello, hi."
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Same anon who was yelling about our pretty boys (yuuta and gojo)
THAT YUUTA WOLF DRABBLE, RAAAAAAH
your writing makes my teeth ache, i cant explain it any other way
HEHEHEHEHEHEE THANK YOU ANGEL!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M REALLY GLAD YOU LIKED THAT:3333333333 i loooove love loove wolf!yuuta so fucking much mmmmmmmm i wanna touch his teeth sm:333333
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Ava sometimes gets overstimulated physically
Her sense of touch went from ‘full volume needed to get even a hint of sensation’ to ‘full sensation at least volume and you broke the dial at full’. Bea first discovers this when she comes home to find Ava in Bea’s oldest most worn sweatshirt (one of the few remaining possessions she has). It’s super comfy. Which is exactly why Ava stole it.
“Is that my sweater?” Beatrice is so shocked to see Ava’s fully bare shoulder peeking out, that she speaks without thinking. “Are you naked under it?!”
Ava shrugs it off playfully. “Yeah, of course. It’s the softest thing we have and everything is just very… everything.”
“Very what?” Beatrice cocks her head.
“All of the things. Soft, hard, cold, hot. I feel like my skin’s doing so many things it’s going to make me dizzy.” Beatrice’s eyes soften. “I love it. Just sometimes I wish I could turn it down, a bit.”
“You’re overstimulated,” Beatrice’s voice is gentle in understanding. “Of course. I, I should have known.”
Ava smiles. “How could you?”
“Well,” Beatrice pauses for a second to stare in Ava’s eyes, “I know now. Is there anything else you’d like? To make it more comfortable.”
“Anything?” Ava sounds hopeful.
“Yes Ava, anything you’d like.” The words are laden with unspoken vow.
Ava’s smile blossoms into a grin and Beatrice discovers her favourite flower moments before she has a heart attack. For surely watching Ava pull down her pants and underwear, leaving her covered (barely) only by Beatrice’s oldest and most worn sweater, is sufficient cause for a heart attack. “Thank fuck!” Ava crows as she strips all but that unbearably thin, unbearably short sweater off. It’s hem hangs tauntingly just below the firm roundness of Ava’s ass. “I know polite society is all about the clothes but you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to be naked today.”
Beatrice makes a vague dying noise of spontaneous agreement. She, too, has wanted Ava naked today. She just didn’t realize how much until now. Some distant voice Beatrice almost recognizes as her own asks, “are you going to leave the sweater on?”
Ava nods, prancing into the bedroom with her empty clothes to put them in the hamper exactly like Beatrice (typically) wants. Beatrice is a little distracted by other wants right now. Sinful, delightful wants. “Yeah, it really is super soft.” Ava’s out of the kitchen but Beatrice can picture her beautiful eyes lighting up with joy.
“Thank fuck,” Beatrice prays with extreme gratitude for the limitation on dangerous temptation.
Ava hums and pops her head around the door. “Sorry, did you say something?”
Beatrice gives her a tight smile. “Nothing important. Now, what should we cook for supper tonight?”
Ava shines, as she always does in Beatrice’s eyes, at the endless possibilities.
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I think it's stupid how eating too much/certain foods is bad for you. If I have to work 5 or more days a week for life I should be able to eat an entire cake in one sitting no consequences
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Three more weeks (including this one) and I'll be free of this torment (university, at least until my exams begin). Three more weeks and the Nadia x Dara pre-game story might come to life (not Spellbound Desires, this is something entirely different.)
There will be forbidden romance, angst, mutual pining, friends to lovers, and a shit ton of horniness because Nadia please let me smash.
Their story has been forming in my mind for almost two years and I NEED TO WRITE IT
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