#dont mind me crying over the lyrics

[huuxy]

What I see here now is Something that cannot be taken for granted What seems obvious is Things that only exist here now

Through the colorful days I wish I could be myself While measuring the distance from you Let's hold hands together so we don't get separated

Finish the story Carry your bag as usual I'll come pick you up I want to throw away my boring hesitations so that I can't see you

When I met you and hugged you, time passed If you choose to break up, that's also the right choice. Someday even you will change, and so will I In order to meet, yes, I chose to part.

Looking ahead, I move on (already) To make it easier for you to walk But if I find my way Please don't worry about it, just hold your chest up.

Even people who aren't here I thought I'd save them all with my own hands. I can't do that though I won't forget, I won't forget Having you was my salvation

When I met you and hugged you, time passed If you change your mind, that's also correct. Even when you stop, it's not that bad If you think so, then yes, it hasn't stopped.

Many emotions are circulating in my heart Listen to the sound of the hands of the clock turning It would be precious if we met in the flowing time I'm about to cry, I wonder what she is like Sorry, thank you.

When I met you and hugged you, time passed If you choose to break up, that's also the right choice. Someday even you will change, and so will I In order to meet, yes, I chose to part.

When I met you and hugged you, time passed If you change your mind, that's also correct. Even when you stop, it's not that bad If you think so, then yes, it hasn't stopped.

What I see here now is Something that cannot be taken for granted What seems obvious is Things that only exist here now

今ここに　見えるのは 当たり前じゃ　ないもの 当たり前に　見えるのは ここにしか今　ないもの

色とりどりの　日々を抜けて 僕らしくあれたら　それで良かった 君との距離を　計りながら はぐれないように　繋いだ手と手で

物語を終えて いつものようにバッグを担いで 君を迎えに行く つまらない　迷いはもう　投げ捨てたい 君が見えないように

君に会って　抱き合って　時が過ぎて 別れを選んだら　それもまた正解だ いつか君だって変わって　そりゃ僕だって 出会うために　そうだ　別れを選んだ

先を見据えて　僕は進む(もう) 君が少しでも　歩きやすいように だけどもし　自分の道を見つけたら どうぞ構わないで　胸を張っておくれよ

ここにいない人たちまで 全部この手で救ってやろうだなんて それはできないけど 忘れない、忘れないよ 君がいたこと��　僕の救い

君に会って　抱き合って　時が過ぎて 想いが変わったら　それもまた正解だ 立ち止まった時だって　悪くはないって 思えたなら　そうだ　止まってはいないな

巡り巡る感情　胸の奥の多くの 回る時計の針の音を聞いて 流れるような時の中で　出会ったなら尊いから 涙が出そうだ　なんだろうな ごめんね、ありがとう。

君に会って　抱き合って　時が過ぎて 別れを選んだら　それもまた正解だ いつか君だって変わって　そりゃ僕だって 出会うために　そうだ　別れを選んだ

君に会って　抱き合って　時が過ぎて 想いが変わったら　それもまた正解だ 立ち止まった時だって　悪くはないって 思えたなら　そうだ　止まってはいないな

今ここに　見えるのは 当たり前じゃ　ないもの 当たり前に　見えるのは ここにしか今　ないもの

[ladysqueakinpip]

not me lying wide awake at 5:30am on a sunday on my day off bc after almost a full year I finally FINALLY realized the implication of the end of remember them from the cyclops saga

[81folklore]

dress - VETTEL

pairings: sebastian vettel x famous!reader (fc: taylor swift)

summary: its known that seb has been married for a few years now despite the public never seeing is wife, its also known that yn is in a committed relationship and has been since she disappeared from public eye. maybe they are more connected than people realise

authors note: i have had this idea on my mind for SO LONG so im very pleased to finally be writing it. essentially in this, yn is taylor and seb is joe but no one has ever seen him nor know his name, if that makes sense? honestly i have no clue how this will turn out but i needed to write it

authors note 2: this is set in the midnights era however i switched the songs a bit so ‘dress’ is on midnights instead of ‘sweet nothing’ and vice versa!! also ‘dress’ is going to be a single. i also apologize for how all over the place this is, especially the tweets

authors note 3: just pretend whatever says taylor swift says your name and the photos with her hands have a wedding ring!! i also got so confused when trying to screenshot the twitter stuff so the timeline ones are backwards

authors note 4??: haha didnt realise there was a 30 pic limit... pt 2 here :)

masterlist

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yn on her story today, possibly posting song lyrics! thoughts?

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user3: NEW ERA INCOMING

user18: OH I AM SO READY FOR THIS

user13: NEW MUSIC NEW MUSIC

user66: is this hinting at her reputation era?

user13: i was just thinking this, more specifically the time just before reputation

user72: MUSIC ABOUT LOVER?? OH I AM SO HERE FOR IT

user55: if it is about lover and the time before reputation this will BREAK ME like,, HE SAW THE BEST IN HER EVEN IN HER WORST TIMES😭😭

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everyone thinks that they know us, but they know nothing about…

this album has been such a rewarding piece to create and im so glad that soon enough you will all be able to listen and enjoy it with me! one thing i love in particular about this album is the song ‘dress’

dress was originally a piece i started to write when making reputation however i felt it was right to keep it to myself, to keep it between my partner and i for a little while longer. however recently our lives have been changing for the better, and while that lid of privacy will still be on, i want to share more with you guys

you have all been on this journey with me and you have treated my partner and i with the upmost respect and for that i thank you. for me dress is a letter, its statement, its a declaration of my love for him and im very grateful to be able to give this to you all

this song is one im very proud of, i really enjoyed writing this the first time, and getting to revist and polish it up felt very special to do.

dress out now on all platforms🖤

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seb in suzuka with the grid at his turn 2 bee (insect) hotels,, we've missed seeing him at the track :(

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user3: of course the grid come together for him :’)

user5: im not crying!! just hay fever!!

user5: oh i have missed him SO MUCH

user7: NO BECAUSE YOU DONT GET IT HES BACK

user88: DID YOU GUYS SEE THE VIDEO OF HIM HUGGING CHARLES😭😭

user34: the way he was like a teacher throughout the whole thing😭

user18: does anyone know if hes staying the whole weekend or is it like monaco??

sebupdates: we believe hes staying the whole weekend but unsure if hes with a team or not!

user18: ok thank you :)

user77: the way the first thing lewis asked him was if his wife was okay, oh what if i cry😭😭

user66: im kind of new here, have the grid met sebs wife?

user77: i know they all at least know about her and know who she is, i dont think everyone has met her but i know lewis has met her quite a bit!!

part 2!

[writingstoraes]

you're losing me 🎤

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!singer!reader

type: instagram imagine, social media au

notes: randomly got this idea yesterday so i started working on it before i forgot lolol i missed writing here hehe lmk what u guys think!

about: just when everyone suspects you and charles have called it quits, you release a single entitled "you're losing me".

yourusername

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yourusername Stop, you're losing me. I can't find a pulse, my heart won't start anymore.

Been debating on whether to release this track or not for 2 weeks now. This is a song close to my heart and recently wrote.

You're Losing Me. Out tomorrow, 12 AM ET.

zendaya Cannot wait to hear it! ❤

popgirls THATS MOTHER!!!

yncore ma'am are those the lyrics... oh this song depressing as fuck

midnights16 not her releasing this the day she goes trending for apparently having broken up with charles too 😭

lecsainzz Pls dont let this be the confirmation I AM THIS CLOSE TO CRYING

hamiltonhero OH THIS IS SICKKK RIGHT WHEN THE BREAK UP RUMORS ARE AT ITS PEAK

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charles_leclerc You're never gonna lose me ❤️

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danielricciardo Blew all the breakup rumors right out of the water 🤣

landonorris I'm gonna tell my engineer to play the song while I'm driving hahaha

yourusername Friday dethroned? I'm shocked

landonorris Anything for my favorite pop star ☺️

charles_leclerc I am literally sitting beside you

landonorris ?? I am literally her #1 fan get out of here please

yourusername Last I heard, we broke up 🤔

charles_leclerc No plans of letting you go, amour 😘

yourusername

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yourusername Apparently you're single now, mind if I take you out to dinner?

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charles_leclerc You can keep me forever and I wouldn't mind :)

yukitsunoda0511 Mom? Dad???

arthurleclerc This is how you won her over? 🤣

carlossainz55 3 years later and he still smiles at your pick up lines, Y/N 😆

yourusername Take a pic for me next time, Chili!

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tagging: @slytherheign i know you love angst but this is what the emoji u chose meant 🤣

notes: this took so much time LMAOOO anyways i really missed writing here hehe lmk what u guys think! (still have so many drafts i have yet to finish) thank u for reading ♡

[bellobambino]

'O Sole Mio'

?: After a few glasses of cheap Chianti, Luigi tells you a story. Nothing could have prepared you for its delivery.

1,080w

Author's Note: I don't have any words left after this, all i have is feelings and crying and ... im so gone for him. ive lost my mind. i dont know if this shit makes any sense but i was just about weeping writing it LOL

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It was the last golden gasp of summer at Seaside Heights, the kind of evening that feels like a postcard itself. The boardwalk was alive with the smell of fried dough and the sound of distant screaming children on rides powered by questionable engineering. Luigi and I had wedged ourselves into a corner table on the patio at some hole-in-the-wall Italian place.

We had ordered slices and “just a glass” of wine, which inevitably became, “Just bring us the bottle.” By the time I was three pours deep, Luigi had his legs stretched out like he owned the place.

His eyes, espresso-dark and shining under the cheap string lights of the boardwalk, were giving me that look. You know the one. Like he knew how good he looked in his half-buttoned linen shirt.

That’s when he suddenly froze, his head tilting to the side. He pointed upward. The music—some cheesy, dramatic Pavarotti knockoff that these Italian dives play to try and appear authentic. Then he smiled, clapping a hand over his mouth.

“What?” I asked, already laughing at whatever dumb thing he was about to say.

“Oh my God.” He shook his head. “I can’t tell you. No way.”

“Well, now you have to tell me.” I smacked his arm—rock solid.

He paused and sighed. “Okay, but promise me you won’t laugh.” He leaned in with a straight face that had me eagerly anticipating another highly entertaining Mangione story.

“I promise,” I lied.

“Alright.” He looked around, then leaned in conspiratorially. I was melting for this man. Every moment with him felt important, filled with meaning. He could have said anything, and I’d lap it up like a dog. “So,” he started, rubbing his face like he was already regretting this.

“My mom used to play these mix CDs on the stereo at home. Pavarotti, Bocelli, all the classics, right? She’d be cooking, cleaning, just vibing to these… love songs.”

“Sure,” I said. Totally normal so far.

“But this song”—he pointed upwards again to the song playing on the patio speakers—“‘O Sole Mio,’ a total guilty pleasure for her. When it came on, she would lose her mind. Singing, swaying, dancing. And eight-year-old me sat there watching her, thinking, This must be the greatest song in the history of songs. So, Mother’s Day comes around…”

At this point, Luigi paused, biting his lip like he wasn’t sure he should continue. I couldn’t help the smile that possessed my face.

“Oh my God, Lu, what did you do?”

He waved me off, reaching for his wine. “No, nah, I can’t—”

“Finish the story, Luigi.”

“Fine.” He threw his hands up. “I learned the song. Like, the whole song, okay? I watched every Pavarotti performance on YouTube at the time. Memorized the lyrics. Practiced in front of the mirror. And on Mother’s Day, I performed it for her.”

“You didn’t.”

“I did. For her, my family, my cousins, neighbors. I’m pretty sure Pavarotti himself has sung for smaller audiences.”

I lost it. “You did not…” I said, breathless already. The image of little eight-year-old Luigi in my head, filled with love for his mama, singing an Italian love song in complete earnestness, was too hysterical to keep contained.

“I did,” he admitted. The music swelled in the restaurant, hitting that classic over-the-top crescendo, and Luigi—my God, this man—pushed back his chair and stood up.

“And now…” He slapped his hand on his puffed-up chest and lifted his chin.

“Luigi, NO.”

“I will sing it for you.”

And let me tell you, it was terrible.

He was hamming it up like some kind of opera drunk on karaoke night, his voice all over the place but somehow still deeply passionate, like he was singing to save Italy itself. People in the restaurant were staring. I was just as mortified as I was captivated. Tears were streaming down my face. Dying. And he didn’t stop. He didn’t care. He kept going—arms gesturing wildly, every crescendo perfectly wrong—and it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

When he hit the final note—“O SOOOOLEEEEEE MIIIIOOOOOOO!”—he threw out his arms in a dramatic flourish, like he was expecting roses to rain down from the sky. I clapped so hard my palms hurt.

When he finished, he bowed. One or two other patrons gave half-hearted claps, probably just impressed by his dedication to the bit. His cheeks and ears were a delicious shade of pink, his smile lighting up his face as he moved his chair closer to me.

“You’re too much, Luigi,” I said, wiping tears from my eyes.

He finally sat down, our knees touching. He leaned towards me, and suddenly I was his only audience. “Do you know what the song means?” His voice was soft, so only I could hear. There was a twinkle in his eye that wasn’t there before.

I shook my head.

“Okay, ‘O Sole Mio’—it means ‘My Sunshine.’ It’s about… someone being the light of your life. Like…” He shifted his weight, trying to find the words. “Like even the sun itself can’t hold a candle to the person you love.”

He ran a hand through his hair, a little embarrassed by the intensity, but too caught up in the moment to stop himself. “It’s like the artist was saying, ‘The world is so much brighter with you in it.’ The guy is completely wrecked over how beautiful life is because of this one person... you know?”

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, gauging if any of this was resonating with me at all. His goofy bravado had melted into something almost painfully genuine and sincere.

This was real for him.

“I do know, Lu,” I said quietly.

He leaned back, taking his wine. He shrugged. “And that’s why I sang it for my mom.” He tried to downplay it, but I saw right through him. “Because she’s always been my sunshine. Always will be.”

My breath caught in my throat at that.

Then, he must have realized he’d gone too far into the serious zone. He snapped back to being playful. “Anyway, I fucking nailed that performance on Mother’s Day, and everyone talked about it for weeks after.”

I don’t know if he realized what he was doing to me. The lights sparkled brighter. The air tasted sweeter. And my heart was warmer. Because he was here. He was insane, but I wouldn't have him any other way.

The song made perfect sense. Life is a gift with you.

~~~

What a beautiful thing is a sunny day.

But another sun, even more beauteous, oh my sweetheart, My own sun, shines from your face This sun, my own sun, Shines from your face; It shines from your face

[bitterbutblue]

What if i request Robin x Fem!Reader where Robin felt a bit pressured from the media and as her beloved girlfriend you help her relief stress :33

It can be fluff or smut, i dont rlly care i just want more Robinnn content :333

Thank you in advance!!!

Also can i be 🍷 anon? :3

you're not bad, but rather good ☆ robin x fem!reader

~ omg hi!!!! ur my first anon this is so exciting.... i don't do smut but i can totally do fluff.. anything 4 u <3

gonna start naming out the song lyrics i've been using as titles

loveable ~ jo yuri <3 ~

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────

Robin's recent comeback- a miserable failure.

Robin's new EP 'Welcome To My World' has been nothing but a colossal failure. With each new album, Robin continues to disappoint- fans are sick of her low effort songs and lack of stage presence. Her comeback stage shows her clearly lack of passion. Just because she has made a name for herself does not mean she can now slack off on stage when fans pay thousands to see her-

You closed the article before you finished reading it. If you continued, you probably would've ended up throwing your phone across the room or do something along the lines of that sort of stupidity that you would end up regretting later. That article was like a knife through the heart for Robin but for you it was a knife through the author's decaying and bleeding out body as you stab that fucker over and over again. Okay, maybe that was too violent but fuck you can't stand to see people say such bullshit about your girlfriend. She called you at work, crying and saying she couldn't do it anymore. You could barely make out her words through her sobs and the bad signal (which led you to believe she was hiding in the bathroom).

"I worked so hard, I don't know what they want from me. I can't-"

"Robin, baby, deep breaths- okay? I'm right here, it's okay."

It infuriates you, how people can run their mouths and say whatever bullshit that comes to their mind just because they're not satisfied with their own miserable lives. Just because they feel like dragging someone down would perhaps make themselves feel better about the fact that someone half their age is more successful than they will ever be. You want to tell her that you'll fucking find them and make their life a living hell but that's definitely not what she wants to hear right now.

"What do they want from me? I'm so tired, I don't wanna do this anymore."

All you really could do was continue to comfort her, hoping that she can pick up what you're saying through the static and cut offs due to bad internet. You just stayed with her until her cries became sniffles and she stated that she has to go before they suspect anything. You swallowed back your worry and just nodded.

"Okay. I love you, Robin.

You can feel her smile from across the phone.

"I love you."

That night you spent the entire evening in the kitchen, prancing around and trying not to burn the eight things you have going on the stove as you flip through your phone to find that recipe for the thing in the oven that looks horrifically bad.

"Ah fuck..."

You check the time- 8:03, she should be back soon. You finally find the recipe page and you feel your heart drop. Fuck, you were supposed to bake it for 30 minutes- not 50! No wonder that shit looked so wrong! You scramble to pull it out of the oven, the timer with 5 minutes left. You groan when you see how it looks- first it looked wrong and now it was probably burnt too. So much for making your girlfriend's favourite dessert.

"Love?"

The soft voice startles you, yelping as you dropped the cake pan.

"Shit!"

Robin stands there in all her glory. She looks exhausted, eye bags worse than before and shoulders sagged but to you she was still the most beautiful woman you have ever laid your eyes on.

"Everything okay?"

She tries to smile at you but it looks so forced. You feel your heart clenching in your chest as you pick up the cake pan from the ground, moving it back onto the counter.

"Baby, just let me take care of you tonight?"

You pull her in close, hugging her tight. She freezes at first, before completely melting in your grasp. She lets out a shaky sigh as she buries her head in the crook of your neck.

"I missed you."

Her voice is muffled against your shoulder but you just smile as you tiptoe to press a kiss to her forehead.

"I missed you so much, baby." You pull away, cupping her face with your hands as you brush your thumb against her cheek. "You look beautiful."

"Don't lie."

She gets flustered so easily, face turning pink as she looks away but she can't stop the small smile from forming on her face.

"I'm not. You look beautiful."

She sighs as she looks back at you, and the tired expression on your usual warm and happy girlfriend really does hurt you. The way the media can tear people down into nothing but the most insecure parts of themselves has always rubbed the wrong way with you but watching it happen to the one you love most is absolutely heartbreaking.

"I made you dinner?"

"I saw."

Her smile is not as forced now as she looks around the kitchen, a soft giggle escaping her lips.

"Quite a mess you made."

You just shoot an embarrassed grin at her as you tried to hide the cake pan behind your back.

"Well, I'm not a good cook."

"I think you did amazing."

She steps forward, caging you between the counter and herself.

"You make the worst days brighter, you know?"

"You make each of my days better. It's only fair I do the same to you."

Robin looks down, playing with her hands.

"I don't deserve you."

"Oh shut up."

The kiss was soft, gentle and loving. She cups your cheeks as she steps closer, bodies pressed against each other as you pour all the love you can convey through a simple act.

"I love you. I really love you so much, Robin." You say breathlessly to her when you pull away. She doesn't say much, only resting her head on your shoulder as she takes your hand into her own, lacing your fingers together.

"And I'm so proud of you for your new comeback. You've worked so hard and it paid off. You keep outdoing yourself and the people who don't see that can fuck off and die."

She sighs.

"No need for the violence, yeah?"

"Violence is always the answer."

You feel your heart flutter when she lets out a soft laugh, like a songbird's first melody of a new spring.

"You do whatever you want." She says, resting a hand on your chest as she leans in to press a quick but soft kiss to your lips. "Thank you- for this."

"Always."

The food you cooked was mostly inedible- resorting to the two of you ordering takeout together but you couldn't care less about the burnt cakes or undercooked mac and cheese. Robin is smiling again, and that's all you wanted to achieve for the night.

Response to: Robin's recent comeback- a miserable failure.

Robinsdog: op do u not have a life

servallandau_official: No one thinks this.

⤷ talesofthewinterlandsfan222: serval spitting facts but also what r u diong here

⤷ servallandau_official: Do I know you?

⤷ talesofthewinterlandsfan222: ENEVRMIND

march4robin: im giong to find u my entire crew is oing to find u we will run out train into u

galaticstelleballer: i am also going to run my train into u. and my bat. both at the same time.

⤷ dh: Guys please.

Sunday_Oakfamily: We are taking this post and the writer off the platform.

The article you are searching for no longer exists.

[veryberryjelly]

hi love!!! i love your writing. i wanted to request red wine🍷 with the alchemy by taylor swift and remus lupin! thanks so much lovely!🫶🏼

remus lupin x reader

lyrics ; ' So when I touch down, Call the amateurs and Cut 'em from the team '

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ✦ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 !

long distance wasnt the easiest thing in the world.

but remus lupin made it worth it.

knowing he was waiting every time you returned home made your heart warm.

and with how long the two of you had been doing it, you had figured out how to make it work for you.

and making it work meant that when the two of you weren't together, you weren't exclusive.

but that simply meant you had other people warming your beds waiting for the only person you truly loved to come and take their place.

but recently you havent been happy.

you'd been missing remus immensely for the last couple of months and you couldnt go another day without seeing him.

so you dropped everything and booked a flight to london, the only thing on your mind the entire time being remus.

your feet carried you from the airport to his flat and only when you were stood outside with your hand ready to knock at the door did you consider what could go wrong.

he might not be here.

he might have another girl here.

it might be just another girl here and she would get a door slammed in her face.

you dropped your hand from the door, considering if maybe you should've called him, given him some time, but before you could turn to go, the door opened.

you held your breath, ready to be met with a girl a million times prettier than you that would make you question everything, but instead the sight calmed you.

remus.

your shoulders relaxed as you looked up at him, the shock on his face a priceless view.

neither of you said anything, he just wrapped his arms around you and buried his face into your neck, a few laugh escaping his lips before he pulled back, his hands grasping at the side of your face as if to make sure it was truly you.

" w-what are you doing here? you weren't supposed to come for another 3 weeks "

that was true, you had planned to visit in three weeks, but sitting at home thinking about it made it seem like too long.

" i missed you too much. i'm sorry i didnt call but i only booked the flight this morning, then i was packing and i was late to the airport and-" he cut you off with an almost desperate kiss to your lips.

" dont you dare ever apologise for coming to see me " he scolded, his lips brushing yours from how close he kept you.

you pressed another short kiss onto his lips before you pulled back fully, the smile on your lips not able to be contained anymore.

" you got any girls in there you need to flush out before i come in ?" you teased lightly, your gaze remaining on his hazel eyes.

" no girls here, lovely " he said, moving out of the way for you to come in.

he followed you inside, not leaving your side for a moment. he dragged you to his couch and you fell into his lap, your arms looping around his neck and his around your waist.

" missed you so much, dovey " he whispered but before he could say anything else to make you cry, you slotted your lips over his.

there set of the afternoon was spent with the two of you in each others arms, catching up on the few things you'd missed, including eachother.

by the time dinner rolled around, you ordered a takeaway and lounged on his couch with it and a movie.

it was only after the movie that you decided to address the issue that had been on your mind for weeks.

" i dont want to go back " you whispered, your gaze still focused on the now empty screen.

" what do you mean, gorgeous ?" he questioned, his head tilting down to look at you.

" i mean i don't want to go back. i dont want to get back on a plane and be thousands of miles away from you. i dont- i dont want to be away from you anymore. i hate it. i hate not waking up with you, i hate only being able to talk to you when the timezones align. i hate not having your stuff in my space. i- i d..i don " your sentences began stuttering out into cries, and the sobs came soon after.

remus' arms wrapped tightly around you, his hands stroking your hair lightly, whispering some of the most calming words you had ever heard.

it was only after your tears had ceased that he pulled away to look at you.

he lifted his hands to wipe under your eyes.

" don't go back " he said simply.

" what ?"

" don't go back. stay here. stay with me. move here. "

" rem- "

" i hate it when you're not here, baby. and i know it might seem selfish, but i dont think i can live without you anymore. if you want to go back home then i'm coming with you because i can't do it anymore either "

your hands lifted to his cheeks, leaning up to press a kiss onto his lips before rolling your lips together.

" i'm not going back. i want to stay here. with you. if you can make room for me "

" sweetheart, there's always room for you here " he replied earnestly.

" and tell your girls they can't come over here anymore. i don't want to come back one day to find a random girl in the kitchen " a soft laugh bubbled past your lips, in hopes of that coming off as a joke even if it was probably the thing you were most serious about.

" done. baby i don't want anyone else. no one ever set foot in here "

" not even sirius ?" you teased.

" okay maybe sirius set foot in here but after what he did to the kitchen he's never allowed in there again "

[prettyboysun]

just another love song (about you)

•°. *࿐ choi beomgyu x reader

༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ꕥ bf headcanons

// fluff, cursing, a tad bit angst, suggestive/some nsfw parts 🫢 beomgyu is just so lovable it hurts // 600~ words

💌🧃🪨🪽

• beomgyu who calls u the most random nicknames just to piss u off “hey my fluffy pink poodle” “what about me is even pink” “okay cheesy fried chicken”

• loves to come up from behind you and just hold you. puts his hands under your shirt for warmth and lazily peppers kisses around your nape. when he’s feeling a bit silly he’ll draw shapes on your waist and let out weird moans in ur ear just to rile you up.

• loves to go out for dates in the rain w you. INSISTS on holding the umbrella. you have this thing together where you sprint home in the rain just for the fun of it. when you’re finally under shelter he’ll grab your face and kiss the life out of you like it’s a movie

• loves it when you play with his hair and do little braids and ponytails “makes me feel like a princess :>” as he does a twirl

• you call him babygirl and he pouts and tells u not to call him that but u know he secretly loves it

• Has a habit of putting his own food on your plate and when you tell him he needs to stop it and eat more he goes “but seeing my baby eat so well makes me happy ☹️”

• sleepily sing songs w you in bed, humming to the quiet lyrics while you both drift off to sleep

• always calls/facetimes u after dropping you off from a date, he’s just so happy to have spent time w you and already misses u

• he can’t help but cry into ur arms when u hold him and reassure him of how perfect he’s doing and that he shouldnt have to carry so much of a burden on his shoulders

• u guys randomly bite each other. sometimes it turns into all out zombie wars.

• ofc he teaches u how to play his guitar ☹️☹️ wears the pretty guitar pick you got for him as a birthday present as a necklace

• loves leaving marks on you. and vice versa. it’s like a competition to wake up in the morning and see who’s left more hickeys on the other (makes out w u in the morning just so he can leave more)

• he buys fruit flavored lip balms for you guys to share (ofc so he can kiss it off you) bought a pack of weird flavors like pickle juice or hot sauce for you on Christmas. u threw it at him when you unwrapped it.

• he quickly gave you the pretty necklace he saved up many paychecks for 😔💔

• pokes your waist or butt whenever he walks past you

• the necklaces do something to you guys. it’s so hot when the guitar pick necklace hangs over you when he’s hovering on top of you 😳 he loves to see the dainty little necklace rest on your bare torso, tugs at it to get your attention (wants to look u in the eyes but u have them shut from the pleasure he’s giving u ☠️☠️)

• likes to think to himself that he loves u more than u love him and he doesn’t mind that at all because he’s sure he’ll love you forever, even if u stop loving him 😭😭😭😭😭 (GYU STOP BEINF A SIMP DONT THINK LIKE THAT)

• he makes you so happy and pisses u off so much and he just makes you so sad but only because you love him sooooo so fucking much

// in my 3am gyu hours rn 💔💔💔

[yeonmuse]

AVALON | DAY 2

PAIRING lead singer bf Sangyeon x gf reader

WORD COUNT | 1.6k

GENRE Smut, Fluff

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT ‼️ vaginal fingering, body worship, vulgar language, lead singer Sangyeon, eating her out, hickeys, he calls her his little star, praise, soft dom Sangyeon

SUMMARY Sanyeong writes a song for you so that all his fans know that his heart belongs to you.

MORE | Day two of the Groupie Love Series

By now you were used to the loud and chaotic atmosphere when it came to your boyfriends shows. One year the two of you had been going strong and he made it his priority to make sure you attended every show. That year was more than enough time for you to get used to the rock scene, The mosh pits, the familiar faces in the crowd and the screaming of your lover's lyrics from the entire crowd. By now you knew every song, every setlist, every chord and beat. It was to your suprise that your boyfriend decided to add something completely new to his setlist. A change that had been quite the surprise to both you and the crowd.

“This song is gonna be for a special someone that deserves more than just a song, she deserves the entire fucking world. Baby you’ve been on this crazy ride with me for a year now, I need you to know my heart, my mind, my soul it’s yours this one’s for you baby.’’

“My love you and I could consume the night

become one with the sky’’

“As we fall my faith is recalled every part of me enthralled

by your touch”

“Why, is this love i dont know’’

“Will you entrust me your soul, as we fight fire with sound.’’

“I ask could you stay for a while’’

“As the wolves begin to howl and the moon stares back and frowns’’

“This world is crumbling as time counts down”

“Before the end arrives ,my love you and I could consume the night

become one with the sky’’

“As we fall my faith is recalled every part of me enthralled

by your touch”

“Why, is this love i dont know’’

“Will you entrust me your soul, as we fight fire with sound.’’

“I ask could you stay for a while”

As the guitar faded out and the song finished you hadn’t even realized you had been crying until you felt a tear fall upon your hand. In contrast to your emotional moment the crowd had been going insane, amidst the chaos and loud scream of the crowd your boyfriend's eyes found you and as you both stared at one another it felt as if it was just the two of you. By the time the show ended you found yourself rushing to get out back to his dressing room where you knew he was most likely already awaiting your arrival. As you pushed open the door to his dressing room he stood there with a towel thrown over his head, his hair having been completely drenched from sweat and the water he had thrown around earlier on stage.

Not one word was exchanged nor were they needed between the two of you at that moment. His hand immediately hooked around your waist pulling you into him. To him you were completely intoxicating, your scent, your voice, your body, your touch everything about you was like his drug. Bringing your hand to his lips he placed loving kisses from your wrist up to your shoulder, a gesture that made the butterflies in your stomach go frantic . As his lips met your shoulder it sent shivers down your spine from the moment they touched your skin. He felt the way your body relaxed and heated up at the contact and immediately grew satisfied with the reaction. A reaction he had earned from you time and time again but would never tire of it.

Soft hums spilled from his lips, as he began to undress you while adorning your skin with kisses, soft hums you recognized to be the song he had just performed for you. It wasn't until you felt his fingertip trail down the soft skin on your stomach that your need for him grew more urgent. Sanyeons fingers slipped beneath your dress and past your panties and before you had known it he had already been rubbing circles around your clit earning soft moans from you as your hand rested on his wrist. The way your back arched and your nails dug into his arm sent his thoughts into a frenzy. The combination of your moans and your soft skin against his tongue was enough to drive him mad. He had barely even touched you and you were already being so reactive, he knew it would only be a few more seconds before his name would spill from your lips in that sweet melodic tone like always. Seconds later he slipped in two fingers, taking the time to stretch you out and feel you out before he began to thrust them in and out slowly. The way you whine for him to move them faster only causes him to slow them down, he needed to hear you say his name, the way his name fell from your lips had always sounded so sweet.

"Yeonie please, please my love.'' you choked out, your words barely audible but it was good enough for him because no matter how you said it the sound of his name from your lips was something he always loved to hear. Slipping in yet another finger he watched how your expressions changed as he moved his fingers faster. He tried his best to read your thoughts but it seemed that at the moment nothing was there, just the mere thought of him and all the things that he was now doing to you. A soft chuckle spilled from his lips before leaving a string of kisses on your neck.

“You’re so beautiful, everything about you is so fucking beautiful, your smile, your eyes, your hair your voice.” His hand roamed over your body, leaving a fiery sensation over every place he touched. His touch would always leave you longing for more no matter how many times you felt it. He loved the way you squirmed and your body convulsed as he continued to stretch you out and pump his fingers inside of you, and as he stopped to remove his fingers to bring them to his lips he couldn't deny that your begging and pleas for him to continue had been so much sweeter. So this time rather than return his fingers there he lifted you up, carrying you over to the couch. After laying you down he slipped your panties from your legs and dropped them to the floor before scooping your legs up and going between your thighs. His eyes gazed up at your beautiful face as he left kisses on your inner thighs before sinking his teeth in once more earning a small yelp from you before your fingers grasped at his hair. He was taking his time with you, he needed to worship you, to treat your body like a goddess that only he could touch.

His eyes remained glued to you even moments as his lips met your clit, the sounds that spilled from your mouth following his actions made him desperate to hear more. He slipped his tongue through your folds and as your head fell back at the immense pleasure his eyes stayed trained on you. In that moment he didn’t care about who might have heard you, or what fans had been outside waiting for him as the fans usually did. You were his priority. The blissed out look on your face and the way you pulled at his hair, every now and then pushing his face deeper between your thighs it made his hunger for you all the more insatiable.

''You look so beautiful like this my little star, so fucking beautiful.'' he slips his tongue past your folds all while using a few fingers to massage your clit. He gave you no time to respond before he was attacking the heat between your legs as if he himself was desperate to touch you just as you were for him to touch you. Your fingers tugged at his dark locks as his tongue played with your sensitive core. It was a feeling you had felt time and time again with him but each time it seemed to be all the more pleasurable. The way his tongue and lips attacked your clit so vigorously made your thighs tremble. He sensed your hip movements and immediately forced your thighs back down against the couch. As he continued to suck and play at your g spot with his fingers it was like music to his ears hearing the way you whine and moan out for him and him only. He watched as your face contorted at the pleasure and felt as you clenched around his tongue and fingers and he was more than sure you were meeting your release.

"Go ahead baby let it out.'' he hums against you and as you squirm beneath him and release on his tongue he couldn't help but stare up at you proudly.

"You did so good for me baby.'' he gently rubs between your thighs as he watches you fall back against the couch. While you took a moment to compose yourself he left loving kisses on your thighs before getting up and making his way to the bathroom to grab a towel. As he wiped you clean a smile curled onto his lips as he watched you struggling to keep your eyes open.

A soft I love you spills from your lips to which he responds ‘I love you more’ pressing a kiss to your forehead. Once your eyes grew heavy and you fell asleep he slipped a new pair of panties onto your legs before kissing the marks he had left on both your neck and thighs. With a proud smile he brushed the hair from your face before making his way out of his dressing room to meet with fans so that the two of you could head home

[ovrour]

YOU DONT LOVE ME ANYMORE’ ─── Chris O. Sturniolo

#FEATURING… Chris sturniolo.

#SUMMARY… Chris’ Ex y/n writes “We find love”. A heartfelt song about him. Through bittersweet lyrics, she reflects on their love, heartbreak, and her journey to healing.

#CATEGORY . . . angst/fluff

#WC . . . 1.2k

#SONG OF CHOICE. . . we find love by daniel caesar

#A/N… hi sweet babies, i know its been awhile since i’ve wrote anything, so i wanted to do a little something for you. i love you all so so so much. i hope u have a happy holiday. oh! and happy early christmas🩵 .

The café smelled like fresh coffee and warm cinnamon rolls. I sat in my usual spot, the corner booth by the window, staring at the blank page in my journal. Outside, the city bustled with life—cars honking, people laughing, the distant wail of an ambulance. But in here, it was quieter, the hum of conversation blending with the soft acoustic playlist that looped through the speakers.

It should’ve been the perfect place to write, but my mind was a tangled mess.

Chris.

Even now, months after our breakup, his name hovered in my thoughts like a ghost that refused to leave. I couldn’t escape him, not in my dreams, not in the songs I tried to write, not even in this café where we used to sit together, his hand warm against mine as he teased me for adding too much sugar to my coffee.

I sighed and tapped my pen against the table, my journal mocking me with its emptiness. The one line I’d managed to write stared back at me like an accusation:

"You don't love me anymore

Let's see how you like this song”

“Y/N,” Mae’s familiar voice broke through my thoughts. She placed a latte in front of me, the foam swirled into a perfect heart. “You’re brooding again.”

I glanced up at her, forcing a smile. “Not brooding. Just... thinking.”

Mae raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms as she leaned against the booth. “Thinking about him?”

I didn’t need to answer; the look on my face was enough. Mae had been there through it all—the late-night calls when I couldn’t stop crying, the mornings when I stumbled in here trying to act like I hadn’t spent the night staring at my phone, hoping for a text from him.

“It’s been months,” she said gently. “You’re allowed to move on, you know.”

“I’m trying,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

“See you walking out that door

Wonder why it took you so long”

Mae sighed, sliding into the seat across from me. “Y/N, sometimes moving on isn’t about forgetting someone. It’s about accepting that they’re not meant to stay.”

Her words hung in the air between us, heavy but true. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. Mae reached over and gave my hand a quick squeeze before heading back to the counter, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

I picked up my pen again, staring at the blank page. A melody began to form in my head, soft and slow, and I hummed it under my breath.

“Ever since the day that I met you

I knew you were the girl(boy) of my dreams

But we could never be”

The words came hesitantly at first, but the more I wrote, the more they flowed. The song wasn’t just about Chris anymore. It was about all the times I’d tried to hold onto something that wasn’t meant to last.

It was raining the night Chris left.

I could still hear the sound of the rain hitting the windows of my apartment, the faint rumble of thunder in the distance. Chris stood in the doorway, his jacket dripping water onto the floor.

“You don't love me anymore

Let's see how you like this song”

“I just think we’ve grown apart,” he said, his voice calm but firm, like he’d rehearsed the line a hundred times.

I crossed my arms over my chest, my heart pounding. “Grown apart? That’s what you’re going with?”

He sighed, running a hand through his damp hair. “Y/N, don’t do this. You know things haven’t been the same.”

“We find love, we get up

Then we fall down, we give up”

“No, I don’t know,” I shot back. “Because we don’t talk anymore, Chris. You just... shut me out.”

He flinched, his jaw tightening. “I didn’t mean to—”

“We find love, we get up

Then we fall down, we give up”

“But you did,” I interrupted. “And now you’re standing here, telling me you’re done, like it’s that simple.”

“It’s not simple,” he said, his voice rising for the first time. “Do you think this is easy for me? I don’t want to hurt you, Y/N, but I can’t keep pretending everything’s fine when it’s not.”

I stared at him, my chest tightening. “So that’s it? You’re just giving up?”

“You don't love me anymore

Let's see how you like this song

You need someone you adore

Find a place where you might belong”

Chris looked at me, his eyes soft but resolute. “I’m sorry,” he said quietly. “But I can’t be the person you need me to be anymore.”

“Ever since the day that I met you

My world's been spinning out of control

I just need you to hold”

The words hit me like a punch to the gut. I opened my mouth to argue, to plead, but no sound came out.

“I’ll always care about you,” he said, stepping closer. “But—”

“Don’t,” I cut him off, my voice breaking. “Don’t say it unless you mean it.”

He hesitated, then nodded. Without another word, he turned and walked out into the rain, leaving me standing in the doorway, my heart in pieces.

Two weeks later, I found myself standing on a small stage at an open mic night. My guitar felt heavy in my hands, and my heart was pounding so hard I was sure everyone in the room could hear it.

“This is a new song,” I said into the microphone, my voice shaking. “It’s about love... and loss... and everything in between.”

The room went silent as I strummed the first chord, the melody familiar and comforting.

"We knew it'd come around

This thing called love comes crashing down, ah”

The words poured out of me, raw and unfiltered.

"Pieces all on the ground

What once was lost cannot be found, ah

We knew it'd come around we find love.” (x3)

As I sang, I closed my eyes, letting myself feel everything—the pain, the anger, the sadness. The song wasn’t just about Chris anymore. It was about me, about finding the strength to let go and move on.

“Heaven help us, heaven help us, yeah

We're on our own”

When the last note faded, the applause was immediate and loud. I opened my eyes, blinking back tears as I smiled.

Mae was waiting for me when I stepped off the stage, her grin wide and proud. “You did it,” she said, pulling me into a tight hug.

“Thanks,” I said, my voice shaky.

I was about to sit down when a voice stopped me in my tracks.

“Y/N.”

I froze, my heart skipping a beat. Slowly, I turned, and there he was—Chris, standing near the back of the room.

“We find love, we get up

Then we fall down, we give up” (x3)

“What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended.

“I heard your song,” he said, stepping closer. His eyes met mine, and for a moment, I saw something vulnerable in them. “It was... beautiful.”

“Thanks,” I said flatly, crossing my arms.

He hesitated, then said softly, “I didn’t realize how much I hurt you. I’m sorry, Y/N.”

I stared at him, waiting for the familiar ache to take over. But it didn’t. Instead, I felt... lighter, like singing the song had lifted the weight I’d been carrying for months.

“I appreciate that,” I said finally. “But I don’t think I needed to hear it. Not anymore.”

Chris nodded, his expression unreadable. “Take care of yourself, okay?”

“I will,” I said.

And this time, when he walked away, I didn’t feel the urge to cry.

Mae handed me a fresh latte as I sat back down. “Well?” she asked, her eyes twinkling.

I opened my journal, writing one last line beneath the song lyrics.

"It’s not about him anymore. It’s about me."

I closed the journal, a smile tugging at my lips. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I could breathe again.

© ovrour

taglist : @flouvela @sturniolosarethebest @missmimii @stvrnmc (comment if you’d like to be tagged!)

divider creds @bernardsbendystraws

[bnnygrimes]

THE MAN WHO CANT BE MOVED park sunghoon

song 4. sisters wedding invite

last. Masterlist. Next.

sunghoon picked you up at three pm sharp, his black toyota visible from outside the dorms. you put your bags in the back before entering the passenger seat. an awkward silence between the two of you is unnerving, only the sounds of tyler, the creators new album “chromakopia.”

you buckled quickly, watching him type the address onto his phone and begin driving. he let out a few coughs, looking over at you every now and then, “you okay?” he asked softly, his fists growing white with his grip on the steering wheel.

“i’m fine,” you answered, not paying mind to him. your fingers swiped on your phone paying attention to nothing in particular.

sunghoon stayed silent, his fingers tapping to the beat of “judge judy.” he soon couldn’t help himself, “body rubs, bondage, and creampies, we can play around in public, any cum is now a fetish,” he quietly sang along to the song, the lyrics just exiting his lips.

yn picked her head up at his words, a questioning expression on you face, “what did you just say?” you paused your music that played through her airpods.

sunghoon looked between you and the road trying to figure out what you meant — “oh! its the song, i was just singing along.”

“oh.”

“you’re acting like you don’t know this song, you love tyler,” he let out a laugh, turning down the music so he can hear you better.

“i haven’t been listening to him, he reminds me too much of —“ you stopped yourself. you and sunghoon always listened to tyler when you were together, even saying that sunghoon was the “la, la, la” to your “ok, ok, ok.”

sunghoon nodded, he understood what you meant even if you didn’t explicitly say it. “niki put me on, here listen,” at a red light, he played the first song of the album, humming along to it.

one hour into the car and you’re already talking casually and not wanting to cry or kill him, it can’t be bad.

getting to your hotel in busan, you checked in for the two of you while sunghoon carried your bags in. you smiled at the host while walking to your room with sunghoon trailing you with the separate suitcases in each of his hand.

the elevator ride was quiet, you both had no energy to do more. he followed you out of the elevator and towards your room, you lazily put the key card in and held the door open for sunghoon.

he placed the suitcases delicately on the floor, opening his own and pulling out pajama pants, “i’m gonna change in the bathroom, you can change out here,” he yawned.

you nodded your head, repeating him and taking out pajamas she had packed. she changed swiftly, leaving her clothes discarded in a pile on the floor.

sunghoon came out soon after, only wearing plaid pants. you both stopped to stare at each other, him without a shirt and you in the smallest shorts and tightest shirt.

you both knew each other too well, it wasnt your first time seeing each other like this, but after such a long while, how could you not stop to stare?

“i can sleep on the floor,” sunghoon gestured to the bed.

ahh, there was only one bed.

“it’s fine, not like we haven’t slept next to each other,” you told him (but mainly to yourself) aloud.

“you sure?” he sat next to you on the bed, his head turned away.

“yeah, its fine.” you laid down, your back facing sunghoon and his to yours.

so it was a surprise to you when you woke up against his warm torso with his arms wrapped around you.

an!! sorry guys i dont write often!!

synopsis: yn and sunghoon were deeply in love since their high school days, everyone assumed so at least, they even were voted “most likely to get married!” but when yn started training with hybe to be apart of their global girl group, KATSEYE, their relationship hit rocks, yn ending up breaking up with him and pursuing the training program. when she finally was chosen to be the seventh member of katseye, she underestimated how often she would see sunghoon, which was often!

pairing: sunghoon x katseye!yn

featuring: all of enhypen, all of katseye, you as ezrela!

genre: smau, fluff, crack, kindaaa fast burn…, exes to lovers, brainrot and chronically online humor

[devilish-parrot]

Tally Hall themed names for pets:

you can also use this to name your children (or renaming yourself)

If you own a tally hall themed zoo(bin), then you know where to look for names

these are all of course only sugestions. im not forcing you to name you dog zirconium pants.

Most of this isnt serious but if you see some good ideas, go for it. youre welcome in advance

(this has been sitting in my drafts for months and ive lost motivation to finish it but you can roughly guess how it goes)

peoples names:

Zubin

Rob

Ross

Andrew

Joe

Bora

Casey

Marvin

Sally

Steve

Ryan

Colours:

Blue

Yellow

Grey

Green

Red

Orange

Black

Instruments:

Electric guitar

Acoustic guitar

Guitar

Ukuklele

Accordian

Flute

Drum

Piano

Keyboard

Microphone

Amp

Roland Amp

Violin

Bongo

Pair names:

What, When

Circles, Spirals

Birds, Bees (unfortunetly most people will think its a sex ed reference)

Mary-Kate, Ashley (most ppl will think its a direct reference to the olsen twins though)

Juno, Sun

Good, Evil

T, A-L-L-Y

Case, Bass

Click, Flick

Collectable, Delectable

No Answers, No Questions

Bubmle, Mumble

Once, Twice

Where, There

Here, There

Twice, Thrice

Direction, Voice

Double, Bonus

Bung Vulchungo, Zimbabwe Songbirds

Laugh, Kick it back

Rythm, Rhyme

Whether, Whatever

Whether, Anything

Bungalay, Bungalow

Too much, Not enough

Back, Forth

One Thing, Another

Spring, Storm

Enthusiastic, Alive

Silent, Explosive

Over Again, Never Again

Laugh, Clap

Serious, Delirious

Gallows, Ghetto

Town, Meadow

Billows, Over the Sun

End of a time, Another Begun

sky, all the land

Song Lyrics:

MARVINS MARVELOUS MECHANICAL MUSEUM

Good Day

Id like to say hello and welcome you good day

Glass eyes

Nothing

Something

Television

Cardboard houses

Xray Vision

Silly Rhymes

Telephones

Silly games

Periods

Question Marks

2. Greener

Greener

Seconds

Boulders

Weather

Breaking me slowly

Meaner

Cleaner

Greener shade of envy

3. Welcome to Tally Hall

T-A-L-L-Y

Mini Mall

Mega Mart

Eddie Thatch (most ppl will think youre directly referencing blackbeard)

WWTDH

Tizzy Hizzy

Carnival

Tally Hall (not the most creative but whatever)

Automated Players

Suave Fellow

Heterophonic Tunes

Proud Loud Guy

Sipping 'gnac (or Cognac)

Bill Laimbeer

Locksmith

Keys

Badiggle

Unpredictable Games

Antiqueties

English Chap

Knickers

Gall

Sterosonic

Animatronic

Robo-Electronic Ebonics

Quick Distraction

Mechanic Attraction

Good Old-Fashioned Puppet Show

Marionette Quintet

We think we're playing in a band

4. Taken For a Ride

Helpless land

Happy

Sadistic Mystic

Elavator

Fifteen Flights

Creatures

Listening

Painted Whispered Light

Forgotten Hill

Stranded Senate

White Brick House

Lonely Papaerbacks

Tiptoed

Wooden Sign

Lovely

One Secondary Smile

Extra Mile

Chemistry (is gone)

Taken for a Ride

Actor

World Renowned

Last real day of silence

Picture of a Letter

No Secrets (In the door)

5. The Bidding

Mmm-mmmmm-mmmm-mmmm (you have to hum the tune)

Cardboard Box

Liqor shop

Pavlov Dog

(Activate my) Bell

(Not a) Single Lady

Atmosphere

Continent

Hemisphere

Circumvent

Disappear

I graduated at the Top

(I like to take advantage of the) Bourgeoisie

Fantasy

Queen

Couple bucks

Gentlemen

Four Times a Lady

Dont shop Around

The Bidding

He's Sold

6. Be Born

Quite Content

Swimming Pool

Pink-Skinned Babes

Forever Young

See the Sun

Six Inches

Dozen People

Cry

(Follow my) Instruction

Little Ball

Bah/ Dah/ Baheyah

7. Banana Man

Colonel P.T Chester Whitmore

Bung Vulchungo

Zimbabwe Songbirds

Banana man

White Hot Sand

Banana Tree

Banana Flow

Mm mm mm mmm

Flame

Spirit

Spirit Game

Spirit Names

Spirit Cloud

Songbirds

Fire light

uptight

Little Fun

Bungalow

Bumping of the drum

Troubles

Go with the Flow

Whatever you may never know

Beckoning Man

African't

Nine o clock

Busy Town

8. Just Apathy

Just one state of mind

Something better

(no) Perfect find

Why i bother

Consider the Possibility

Im so tired

Inspired

I feel bad

I made her sad

I need to learn

Step blindly

close my eyes

Acting kindly

9. Spring and a Storm

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

Please stop complaining

Rain

Ground

Sky

Music

Clouds growled overhead

Thunder

Drained my soul away

Mr moon

Deep

Dark

Eternally high (great name for a giraffe)

Obscure

Star

Silent

Explosive

Create

Universe

Overworked

Re-crown

Creation

Over and over and over again

Never again

10. Two Wuv

little thing

just a fling

solely mine

mural

great eyes

fancies

apartments

enrolled in your school

bee

sadness

passes

im calling from tally hall

say that again slowly

lovliness blossomed

11. Haiku

trying

write

haiku

beyond

ancient asian poetry

lost in the sauce

formulaec verse

forte

tried attempts

lah da dee diddum lah dah dah dum ditto dum doo lah dee doh

sufficient

webster

12. the whole world and you

pretty people

sotries

passing letters

questions answered

metaphysical

astronomical

mystical

magical

la la la la la la la la la la la la

kings

distant cities

servisory

congratulatory

brewing

cooing

revealed the truth

not about me

retract

abstract

concluding

13. Ruler of everything

juno

juno was mad

shot at the sun

sun

wily

wily one only friend

mechanical hands

ruler of everything

ruler

everythung

jackrabbit

dance

zurconium pants

consequental

trance

walk

talk

disintegrates

chalk

wif

job

egocentric

mannerisms

wall

mirror

clearer

standing so tall

slobber

clovers

side of the hill

observing the birds

circle in for the kill

facade

scam

cry

detective undercover brotherhood

objective obscene

flibbity jibbity jibber jabber

word to sell story to tell

ringing the bell

comprehend

ubderstand

you resemble a fool

bumbling dragon

14. Hidden in the sand

playing in the sand

found a little band

bid adieu

buy a pony

15. Mucka Blucka

bluck

ba-bluck

a-bluck

blucka

bluck-bluck

blu-ha-ha

blaaah

mucka blucka

mucka-blah

mucka

mucka ba-ba

ba-ba

blough

blucka

bluck

bow

bluckity

blickity

bluck-bluck-bluck

blick

beeiiish

jerk chicken

Good & Evil

Never meant to know

lay of the land

feather in cap

sun in the sand

offered

together again

the earth can stay below

meat from the bone

perfectly equal

being alone

outermost clime

parts combine to one

around the sun

disarray

the sun the shadows cast

reasons on the other hand

2. &

love of the s*n

martyr claiming friends

either perspective of &

weak, strong

wet, dry

right, wrong

live, die

sane, gone

love, not

we forgot

hear it

dont deny it

high, low

new, old

stop, go

hot, cold

john, yoko

dark, light

good night

lesson fron their fathers

same command

lives stuck beside

words, numbers

sound, silence

stop the peace, keep the violence

no, yes

we digress

sad, hapenis (i know how to spell happiness i just cant unhear "ha penis oh god")

big bad betty

golden rule

jungle meet

nothing to love, no one to beat

thungs we know, things we dont

think, cant, will, wont

loath to gather

together, bereft

capitalists, communists

hokey pokey

hate eachother, love yourselves

heaven, hell

3. you & me

starting out a road

carefully unload

open-eyed

another seed to sow

getaway undone

divine, circular design

do do-do do-do

time, place

points along a line

keep on turning

sitting in the park

carefully remark

better when youre learning

in the dark

keep on turning

turn away and around

ive been coming down

4. cannibal

cavern

place where she can stay

darkness

obsessed

need to feed

willing victim

cannibal

rips out my bones

animal

blood is drained

calls it a game

wound

unimstakeable

dig up the skeletons

believe

corners disguised

phantom of glammer

feeding

conceding

5. who you are

appointment

sitting, waiting, hoping

air, night, airplane

flight overcame

distance

emmiting a glow

holding the thoughts

thinking too often

little aloft

not enough heart

armed to the teeth

fireside

falls down

rose up, rode underground

finding found

6. sacred beast

service of the king

almighty

in control of everything

queen decides

lives, dies

tonight we will sing

love, *humming and whistling*

easiest thing

mission

slay the sacred beast

claim our innocence

wont return

feast

riding high

hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm

easisest thing

mission

claim our innocence

it knows its only truth

made of lies

auht, ever-wise

compromise

other sides of our disguise

seperate peace

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[larriescompass]

i dont think i’m ever going to actually get over this concert. i’ve always loved niall soo much, but this concert made me realize how much i love his music and just him as a person. the way he writes his lyrics have a way of digging deep into my fucking heart and i don’t know how he does it. especially with paper houses, that song is probably one of my favorite songs of all time, so the feeling i felt when i heard the melody and the beginning of the song was unimaginable. i just started crying and hugged my friend because that song just means the world to me, and i genuinely don’t know why it does, but it just does. he also sang mirrors which i think is one of the most beautiful songs ever written about a woman. it just encapsulates the beauty and the tenderness of being shy and experiencing a soft and delicate feeling of falling in love. i heard that niall wrote the song after observing a woman who was alone in a coffee shop, which just makes me even more fucking intrigued by how creative his mind is. one of my favorite things to do is observe the way people speak because i feel like you can tell a lot about a person by how they choose to articulate their words. so that’s why lyrics are just such a big part of music for me. i also got to go with my best friend and it was just so much fun. we hugged, laughed, cried, screamed, and sang together the whole night. also can i just say that this concert has completely changed my pov of niall in a way that i now find him so incredibly attractive. it’s not like i ever thought he was unattractive, absolutely not. he just isn’t my typical type, and i would moreover view him as someone who’s very wholesome and cute. but after tonight, idk man, it might’ve been his hair or his arms, or just his laugh, but he looked hella fine. god, especially with him playing the guitar, i was awe struck the entire show. anywayyy, that’s my rant! i’ll probably post some videos that i took tmr 🫶

[silverwasafukintrainwreck]

I MADE AN INTRO :D (last edited 08/01 [day/month])

why hello, everyone! i’m silver, your local writer who’s very Too Much into fandom stuff, specifically things like danganronpa, MSM, class of 09, miraculous, jennifer's body, among others that i don’t post about as much.

master posts: song lyrics, (more to be added)

(my most popular post to date is the parkour civilization EMF one. and to this day i cry over it. i can’t believe that’s the height of my career here.)

i’m a creature with blue hair and pronouns (occasionally purple or pink colored eyes, but i haven’t yet unlocked the ability to live with lenses 24/7)

not mandatory if you don’t know how to use them, but i would appreciate the use of tone tags. i suck at reading tone and my mind is convinced everyone is hostile and mad at me LMAO

i dont have money to get diagnosed yet but i suspect Autism/ADHD, as well as looking into other things. alternatively if you don’t wanna take that as absolute truth, just know that i struggle with social interaction (even if it’s online)

i’m an aspiring author, with Big Plans to make scripts and story ideas for video games, comics, fanfictions*, and maybe even animations! who knows! i’m very confident i can make that dream a reality :3

*i already make these, since they don’t require as much maintenance as the rest and i can work alone. however i don’t publish a lot of my stuff. if you’re interested in what i do have out for the public, i have a wattpad account with two (wildly different) dangan fics. one of them is under rewrite cause the first half of the chapters are very not good. if you’re interested, my user is Silverisatrainwreck (yea, they censored me. ridiculous, utterly ridiculous)

another dream for the future is becoming a voice actor! i simply adore making impressions and silly little voices and repeating what my favorite characters say (read: vocal stims). it’s not as prevalent as writing, but hey! it’s really really fun and holds a special place in my heart.

back on the topic of writings i do publish, i have poetry! you can find it under the z=47.poetry tag, and i have maybe a dozen, some of which i believe to actually be really good, so it would mean the world to me if you checked that out!

i will update this eventually, but that’s all for now! have fun on this blog!!

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[sweeterelease]

you made a post about conan gray and the marauders please yap on this (sincerely a fellow marauders & conan gray fan)

DONT SAY THISSS I WILL NOT STOP

pls, my best friend introduced me to jegulus over the summer and i instantly become obsessed, so as one does, i started curating a playlist for them lmfaooo the black family and all the star concepts going on obviously led me to 'astronomy' first, i think it was the first song i listened to and immediately connected it to the marauders?

and then i started listening to more of conan's songs bc i thought oouu i remember i really liked his first album! and now he has 3 and i hadn't really tuned in for the other two, big mistake. HUGE mistake.

this man has consumed me, to my CORE. i wake up and listen to him, i eat and listen to him, i do work and listen to him, go to school, homework, shower, i even go to sleep to his music on. atp i think i need an intervention, my roomie asked if im going to see him soon bc i just can't stop listening to this mf (sadly, i'm not)

it also does not help the fact that every single one of his songs is about me!!! i hate him!!!! (i don't) but please, conan if you're reading this, put the pen down, i can't take anymore.

no but srsly i do love his music a lot, it's a fairly new interest but his sound and voice are something i can really resonate with, and the flexibility of genres in his discography! keep doing whatever your'e doing mr. gray

as i mentioned, i genuinely enjoy all of his songs but for the purpose of this ask i will give my thoughts on my faves for the marauders!

astronomy: JEGULUSSSSS oh my sweet tragedy, they were never going to make it. also this fandom literally runs on astronomy references so anything mentioning the sun, moon, stars, immediately them.

the exit: listen i know the obvious answer is jegulus (lily) or even wolfstar and yes indeed it works BUT what about the family heartbreak, i give you angsty black brothers with james, can't hate you for getting everything we wanted, just thought i would be part of it it's bad you love her, it's over, you already found someone to miss it's SO BAD

memories: this is honestly just me projecting onto regulus, i need to give him hug.

summer child: james potter we freaking love you..

heather: regulus pls stand the fuck up.

never ending song: this just gives me so much fun summer wolfstar, or chaotic rosekiller, love them.

boys and girls: sirius you bi icon

alley rose: WOLFSTARRRRRRRR it works as sirius talking to remus AND remus talking to sirius, they found eternity in each other.

family line: tw walburga black. i once read a headcanon of musician sirius releasing this song never knowing the but my sister's when i cry lyric is supposed to be brother's (what is wrong with you sad bitches)

i think overall i could give a marauders narrative to literally every single conan song, but in my mind superache is regulus and found heaven is sirius.

honorable mention: grant champman as the cut that always bleeds!!! so fun!!!!

[joviepog]

this might be a little cliche but, can you do a Wilbur x reader where they are both musicians and it’s like they are communicating through song lyrics?? totally understand if you don’t :))

AWE I HAVENT EVEN THOUGHT OF THIS!!!

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Love at first sound.

Who: Wilbur x reader

Warnings: None!

Pronouns: They / them

Requests: From Anonymous

Anything else: I hope you dont mind but i made it that they confess their love over their songs. And then one time they preform together like Lovejoy and GoodKid and then the crowd realizes that they are looking at each other :)

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Ah love at first sight. A thing we all dream of on the daily. But little did you know, this would happen to you soon.

It wasn’t much of a secret that you were very much in love with Wilbur since the first time you streamed with him. Shelby, Jack, and Scott could see it, chat could see it, damn even wilbur could see it. You were head over heals! And from that’s moment on, you wrote almost cry song while thinking about him.

Dont worry its not like you only streamed with him once. You guys were close now! You guys talked every day for almost the whole day. You guys met up and hung out all the time. You guys would even go to each others houses on the daily. So being in love with him wasn’t much of a surprise.

And when he found himself liking you, well he wasn’t all that surprised either. Nor was he surprised when eh started writing loves songs about you. At first it started with his own music but then it went on to his band as well. But that’s alright, because you wrote every song you’ve ever made about him too. And every time you would listen to a song of his, you would reply with your own love song.

Soon enough, wilbur asked you to play with him at one of his concerts.

“So… Y/n… i was wondering if you wanted to play at a concert with me?” He rushed the last part and he closed his eyes. You gasped and put your hands over your mouth, “OH of course of course!” You giggled. “I would love to play with you wilbur!”

And only three days later you found yourself being a backup singer for wilbur. He was staring at you the whole time he was singing. And when it was your turn to sing your songs, you were staring right at him. The crowd obviously noticed this and were awing and cheering any time you guys would inch closer to each other.

The next day though, twitter was buzzing with clips of you and wilbur looking at each other with cheeky smiles on your faces. You were both blushing and a sweating mess from all the movement.

You sighed, “oh how i want this to be true.” You looked at your screen sadly. “What do you want to be true?”

You quickly turned off your phone. “AH n-nothing! Nothing at all.” You hid your phone. “Right… So, i wanted to tell you something.” “Mmm?” You tilted your head like a curious dog. wilbur rubbed the back of his neck and blushed, “A-about my little secret.”