#i didnt want to sound like a broken record

[acaesic]

1, 9, 11, 28, and 30 :3 🩷

If you don't want to answer all of those then just pick whichever of them you like the most ^^

YIPPEE :)

colour in the title - dangerous blues (DOES THAT COUNT?😭) by the young veins

makes me happy - alive by ima robot :)

i never get tired of - sixft by idkhow! i have heard it 700 times. this is a cry for help

by an artist with a voice i love - love at first sight by the brobecks! i love all of dallons songs but i think they sound really lovely here :)

reminds me of myself - i actually have a playlist for this but id say sleeping lessons by the shins👍

[cannibalismyuri]

(song added by me)

[unholyeverything]

I just realised tomorrow marks the 7ths week of me being sick and feeling like garbage lol It's some ups and downs but generally it's been a while since I've been healthy and none knows whats up which is nice.

[mekatrio]

seto................

[serejae]

I STILL WANNA BE YOUR FAVORITE BOY | C.HS

pairing ; vernon x reader

WHAT ! ; after rejecting his bestfriend vernon is left to ponder in what he lost, now its up to him whether to make things right

a/n ; i know ive been writing alot for vernon buttttttttt whos gonna fight me..😒

VERNON swore he didnt care, if anyone asked about you he shrugged it off. the news of you confessing to vernon wasn’t shocking to anyone, the way you two looked at eachother explained everything but the part that shocked them was when he said he rejected you.

“so what? you just rejected them?” dokyeom asked sitting in front of vernon on the floor as he laid on the couch. not bothering to look up from his phone, vernon shrugged

“yeah

i dont get the big deal everyones making out of it”

“the big deal is that we all know you like them and we’re trying to protect you from regretting anything” dokyeom sighed. all he got back ad a response was a light chuckle from guy sitting on the couch. “i’ll be fine, you guys dont need to be so worried about the decisions i make”

“what if you regret it?”

he looked away from his phone for a second and thought before shaking his head.

“nah”

nah

nah

nah

now vernon was sitting at his dining table with his now cold mac n cheese infront of him. the word “nah” was constantly repeating in his hand like a broken record trying to overpower dokyeom words of regret, because maybe he was right

and vernon hated to admit it

that he had fell for his bestfriend

and especially when he rejected them first and was now feeling something about them going on a date with another person

it was weird, normally you’d stay for dinner and afterwards you both would cuddle onnthe couch while watching a movie (always of your choice) to digest, then go cuddle in bed and go to sleep. (with the many years of knowing eachother and getting comfortable with one another) its no surprise you fell for him, and he fell for you too

so it was like something, or someone…was missing tonight

the table was too quiet, too much room, he didnt like it, at all.

but vernon was too selfless for his own good to stop you now. you’re already hurt by him, so why would you want someone like him to come back to your life again?

closing his eyes, he rubs his temples as he thinkings about what happened that day. he didnt think you deserved someone like him the day you confessed to him

-

“just tell me who you like” vernon stretched out his words as he leaned towards you trying to bother you

shaking your head as you laughed, you tried to push him off but he was too persistent in bothering you

“cmon, ill help you” he said trying to convince you to at least give him a hint

“would you?”

vernon nodded his head quickly hoping your answer would be him, but why when it wss did he reject you?

“i like you”

he paused feeling his heart quicken, and out of adrenaline

“im sorry, i dont like you”

-

in his defense, the idea is much scarier than the reality. the moment he said yes, you would be stuck with him and his problems. so not wanting to hurt you he rejected you

so now why were you and him hurting?

the cold mac n cheese was now stored in the fridge as he lost his appetite thinking of you doing the same stuff you did with him to other people, let alone go on a date.

he wish he could change something about this.

so thats when it clicked

he can

grabbing a sweater and putting on his shoes he ran to his car trying to get their as soon as possible

-

well, the reality is much scarier than the idea because hes been standing outside your door for 10 minutes walking in circles while simultaneously looking around to see if any cars were pulling up to your drive way indicating your date

even then, if they did show up what was he gonna do?

beat them up?

well, maybe not.

but before they arrived and swooned your heart away, vernon hoped deep down that your heart still belonged to him.

as selfish as it sounded, maybe vernon needed to be selfish to get this one thing he wants

to be your favorite boy

not some random person.

so before his time was up he knocked on your door

and within seconds you opened it, looking as shocked as he did.

and his first words to you? (rather sighed knowing dokyeom was right)

“i still wanna be your favorite boy”

[nicktoonsunite]

1. Just needed to say how much I still adore the comics and how much you love these characters. I'm not ashamed to say that I absolutely lose it whenever you post something new. You're the reason why I got back into this fandom and why my incorrect quotes blog exists.

And 2. I was wondering, does Jimmy still see much of Carl, Sheen, Cindy and Libby? I feel like HQ would gain some extra chaos from those guys visiting

THANK YOU SO MUCHH AND ALSO NO WAY so you're the one running the NU incorrect quotes blog?? I probably sound like a broken record at this point but dawg all the interactions you manage to put them in are hilarious and so in-tune with how I picture their characterizations in my head. Pls keep doing what you're doing i love it LMAO

He does but more often its during his own time, because I'd like to think they lead on with busy lives with their careers; Carl and Sheen follow the canon future where Carl's starting out as a Llama caretaker and Sheen's a successful model (yes he safely returned back after Planet Sheen idk I didnt watch that show LOL) as for the girls I imagine Libby's a DJ/music producer and is roommates with Cindy who's furthering her ed in college. They all live far apart now but still actively keep in touch, and when they do want to physically meet up, transport isn't a problem because they have Jimmy lol They would have met the others in HQ a couple times at least, usually it'd be just Carl and Sheen but all four of them have visited together or individually before. Timmy's acquainted with all of them so he's always happy to see them around, Jenny gets along extremely well with Cindy and Libby, Sheen would take every chance to infodump about his favourite super hero Ultra-Lord to the actual irl "superheros" Danny and Manny, and everyone loves SpongeBob because he's SpongeBob

[storiesforallfandoms]

when it’s wrong but it feels right ~ eminem

word count: 2452

request?: yes!

@noah1986​ “hi again! I didnt know i had to write the idea for the story sorry!

Can you do Eminem where the reader works for him like as his assistant or housekeeper and he doesnt't interact a lot with her but thinks shes pretty and then he falls in love💓

thank you🧡”

description: in which he falls for his housekeeper, but he doesn’t tell her because he knows it’s wrong

pairing: eminem x female!reader

warnings: swearing, age gap (marshall is 50 reader is late 20s)

masterlist (one, two, three)

Marshall never wanted to become the stereotypical rich celebrity. Coming from nothing made him more determined to stay humble about his sudden celebrity status and wealth. But, with his dedication to his work and his constant need to be away from home, he realized that he needed someone to look after his house. At Hailie’s insistence, he looked into getting a housekeeper for the times when he wasn’t home or too busy to take care of the place.

After a long line of interviews they narrowed it down to one candidate: a young lady named (Y/N). She had plenty of housekeeping experience having grown up the daughter of a housekeeper for famous people, and then her first job being the housekeeper at a hotel in Los Angeles that tended to house celebrities. Hailie figured she would be the safest option as her past with working with celebrities meant that she knew how to keep things a secret and they could trust that she wouldn’t take anything from the house.

On her first day of work, Marshall was in his home studio working on a couple of beats for an artist on his record label. The soundproofing in his studio made him forget she was even there until he came out to get something to eat and saw her putting away the clean dishes from the sink. He said hello, but noticed a wire coming from her back pocket to her ears and realized she was listening to music while she worked. It made sense, but he didn’t want her to think she couldn’t play her music out loud if she wanted to. He may not completely like the music depending on what it was, but he wouldn’t stop her from playing it.

He walked up behind her and tapped her shoulder to get her attention. She shrieked in response, spinning around and, in her state of panic, dropping the plate she was holding. It shattered on the floor, pieces of the broken glass scattering over the floor.

“Shit,” she swore, quickly yanking out her headphones and throwing them onto the counter. “I’m so sorry. I forgot you were even here. I didn’t hear you come up from the studio.”

“It’s okay. I probably could’ve announced my arrival in a better way,” Marshall responded.

He knelt down to start picking up the pieces of the broken plate, but (Y/N) quickly stopped him. “Don’t touch it with your bare hands. You’ll cut yourself. I’ll grab the broom and sweep it up.”

Marshall watched as she swept over the entire kitchen floor, making sure that not a single piece of the plate was left on the floor, before sweeping it into the pan and dumping the broken pieces into the garbage.

“I’m so sorry,” she said again. “I’ll replace it, I promise.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Marshall said. “It was just some cheap shit from Walmart that I’ve had for years. It probably would’ve broken if you washed it a little too hard.”

(Y/N) chuckled. “I appreciate that. I promise I don’t often break things that belong to my employers. This is the first time I ever have, actually.”

“Well, you can’t exactly blame yourself. I startled you.”

“I shouldn’t have had my headphones in, but again, I forgot you were here.”

“You can play your music out loud, you know. I’m not going to stop you from doing that. I might judge a little bit depending on what type of shit you’re listening to, but I’ll try not to say it to your face too much.”

A small smirk crossed on her face. She unplugged the headphones from her phone and pressed play on the last song she had been listening to. The sound of Marshall’s voice filled the room. He realized it was a song from his most recent album. An amused smile tugged at his lips.

“I haven’t gotten to listen to the entire new album yet,” (Y/N) admitted. “I figured the best place to listen to it would be while I cleaned the house of the man who made it.”

“So you’re a fan.”

She shrugged. “Kind of. My dad always played your music when I was younger and we’d go for long drives. Mom hated it, but he just learned to play it when she wasn’t with us. I guess it just stuck with me ever since.”

They got to talking then. Hours passed and neither of them noticed. (Y/N) told Marshall about herself and her upbringing; her housekeeper mom who had brought her along to some of the higher status houses she cleaned, and her dad who was a well known mechanic in town. She told him that she wanted to be like her mom, so her first job as a teenager was housekeeping for a local hotel, which she ended up working for until she was hired by Marshall.

It wasn’t until the sun went down and the kitchen started to plunge into darkness that (Y/N) realized how much time had passed. A look of panic crossed her face. “Shit. It’s been hours and I haven’t done anything.”

“Hey, it’s fine. You can take the rest of the day off if you want. I’ll still pay you for the whole day and you can start fresh again tomorrow.”

“Are you sure?”

Marshall nodded. (Y/N) smiled and went to collect her things. “Thanks. I promise I won’t break any dishes tomorrow.”

Marshall chuckled and followed her to the door. They bid each other a goodnight and Marshall watched from the doorway as (Y/N) got into her car and drove off.

Marshall went back to his home studio to keep working, but found it hard to concentrate on what he was doing. His mind kept drifting back to his day with (Y/N). It had been such a long time since he spent hours just getting to know someone and not realizing the time. And it was a genuine conversation. He didn’t once feel like (Y/N) was viewing him like a celebrity. When she first told him she liked his music, he was worried about how things would go between them. Turns out, he didn’t have to worry.

But he also just kept thinking about her in general; the smooth, soothing sound of her voice, the dreamy look she got when she talked about her memories. In fact, just her beautiful face in general. He couldn’t get it out of his head. He couldn’t get her out of his head.

It was wrong. It was wrong on so many levels. She worked for him, for a start. As his housekeeper, of all things. He didn’t want to be a rich cliché, and that especially extended to the “rich employer lusting over his young employee” bullshit. Which led to another big issue: her age. She was only a few years older than Hailie, and wasn’t quite Alaina’s age yet. She was quite literally young enough to be his daughter.

It was wrong, but fuck, he couldn’t help but want her.

So he started leaving whenever he came to work. Whether it was to go to work, into his own home studio, or just some excuse to go visit his daughters. Whatever the case, he had the least amount of interaction with (Y/N) as he possibly could. Which was hard when all he wanted to do was see her.

On one of (Y/N)’s off days, Marshall had decided to use the day to relax and catch up on some shows he had been watching. It was early in the day when he heard a knock at the door. Confused, he got up and went to answer. His heart dropped when he opened the door and found (Y/N) stood there.

“Oh,” he said. “Hey. I wasn’t expecting you today. What are you doing here?”

“You’ve been avoiding me,” she said, crossing her arms. “I know I don’t really have any place to confront you about this, but it’s been bothering me and I need some answers.”

“I’m not avoiding you. I’m just busy,” he said, hoping he sounded convincing.

“Well, for one the look on your face right now says otherwise.” He looked away, which didn’t help his own argument. “And you told me the other day that you were going over to Hailie’s, but she came here looking for you shortly afterwards.”

Marshall wasn’t sure how to respond. He could’ve easily dismissed the claim and told her to go home. Like she said, she didn’t have any place to question his life. She was just his housekeeper after all, he didn’t owe her any explanation for his personal life.

But his heart wouldn’t let him. Looking at her stood there, concern on her face over the thought of potentially offending him, Marshall knew he couldn't just send her away. It was probably a bad idea, but he figured he couldn’t keep this secret anymore. In fact, it was probably better to tell her now so he could let her go and she could find a better employer.

“Come in,” he said, stepping aside to let her in.

She stepped into the house that had become almost more familiar than her own. Marshall led her back to his living room and gestured for her to sit down. She sat on one end of the couch while he sat on the other. They were closer than he had meant for them to be, but he didn’t want to change spots now, or ask her to do so.

“Whatever I did, I’m sorry,” (Y/N) said.

Marshall shook his head. “You didn’t do anything. Trust me, this issue is all me.”

He took a deep breath, hesitant at first, but decided to continue, “Since your first day, where we spent all that time talking and getting to know each other, I’ve found myself...thinking a lot...about you.”

(Y/N) looked at him blankly.

There’s no going back now.

“You are a very beautiful woman. I can’t deny that. But then talking to you on that day made me feel more like a person than I have in a while. I really enjoyed just talking for hours, and I would’ve liked to do that again. But...it’s wrong. I know that, and the last thing I’d want to do is make you feel uncomfortable. So, if knowing this changes your mind about wanting to work for me, I understand. I can find someone else, probably even help you find another job too.”

She still wasn’t speaking. She was still just looking at him, still with a blank look on her face. He wanted her to speak. He needed her to say something. Even if it was just to curse him out and call him some names. Any sort of reaction would’ve been better than this silent treatment.

She looked down at her lap and finally asked, “Can I kiss you?”

The question took Marshall back. His body acted before his mind could even process the question; he nodded. In a flash, (Y/N) was leaning across the couch and pressing her lips against his. It was a shock for the both of them. Neither of them really knew how to react. (Y/N) wasn’t sure if she should keep it going, Marshall wasn’t sure if he should kiss back. It was awkward for a moment, until (Y/N) felt Marshall’s lips move against hers, followed by the both of them feeling an exploding feeling in their stomachs - like fireworks.

(Y/N) pulled away just as quickly as she kissed him, sitting back in the spot she had been moments before. They both looked at each other in shock, before mirroring smiled stretched across their faces.

“I really liked talking to you that day, too,” (Y/N) said. “At first, it was just this feeling of happiness that I was getting along so well with my new employer. But then you started leaving all the time or spending your time in the studio, and I felt myself becoming sad at the fact that I couldn’t see you. I knew that was a strange way to feel, but then I had this...” She trailed off, embarrassment written all over her face. Her sudden stop drew Marshall’s curiosity. She sighed and continued, “I had this dream about the two of us.”

Now she definitely had his curiosity.

“I realized that what I was feeling was more than just liking my employer,” she said. “And that realization, plus just generally feeling sad that I wasn’t getting to see you was enough to push me to come here today and confront you about it. I was worried it would go wrong considering I am just your employee and you’re not entitled to tell me stuff about your personal life if you don’t want to, but it was bugging me. I had to know why.”

“And now you know,” Marshall said.

She nodded. “Now I know.”

Silence fell over them for a moment. They didn’t make eye contact. There was a question lingering over them that they both knew had to be asked, but neither of them wanted to ask it.

(Y/N) soft voice broke the silence first, “Am I fired?”

Marshall shook his head. “I’m not going to fire you. That would look bad on your resume. But I do think it’s best for both of us if you start working somewhere else.”

Her face fell. “Oh.”

“I can’t date my staff. That’s just a shitty cliché I would never want to fall into.”

She perked up more at this. “Date?”

Marshall couldn’t help but smile. “That’s what two people who like each other do, isn’t it? They go on a date.”

The happiness radiating off of (Y/N) was contagious. She brightened up more at Marshall’s words. She almost looked like she was about to jump his bones right then and there, but he couldn’t let her. No matter how much he wanted her to, there was a matter that had to be dealt with first.

“I’ll help you find another place to work,” he told her. “Until then, we keep this relationship work based. The minute you have another job, I’ll take you out on the best date of your life.”

“That sounds like a deal to me,” (Y/N) said. “Before we shake on it, can I kiss you one more time?”

“Only if you tell me about that dream you had.”

(Y/N) gasped and playfully hit Marshall’s shoulder. He chuckled and grabbed her hand as she was pulling away from him, tugging her towards him so he could kiss her again.

[jadedharleys]

um. uh. this kind of sounds like shit (esp on the refrain bits but im also offkey some places whoopsies!) and i didnt get all the lyrics in cause some are hard as fuck to sing but heres my first publicly posted demo of my heir of grief lyricover!!

edit: reblogs off bc its going around and the singing is like. EMBARASSINGLY. bad.

(insp to call these lyricovers from horizon u should check those out too!!!)

i have a TON more of these that i need to actually record and mix and whatever but heres this one for now. if anyone better than me at singing would like to give covering this a shot thatd be so awesome just make sure to tag me and clearly credit me for the lyrics! and if youre interested in giving a recording of some other lyricover ive written you can dm me for my discord!

full lyrics including the ones i fucked up or left out under the cut

We will fight, we will fight, we will fight, we will fight, side by side, side by side, side by side, side by side, we may die, we may die, we may die, we may die, we must try, we must try, we must try, we must try,

i just wanted to breathe, wanted to fight for what i believed in. i've seen it all torn to the ground. i'll build it up until we are all safe and sound.

i just wanted to go for just this once to not be alone i never dreamed of this life but now in this space we can win in this fight!!

THIS IS BROKEN VICTORY PULLED FROM THE DUST OUR CRY FOR SALVATION THESE ARE THE DYING WORDS FROM THE CHILDREN WE STILL HOLD WITHIN

every world every world every world every world Every life, every life, every life, every life! Every place, every place, every place, every place! Every time, every time, every time, every time.

I had never felt seen, longing for someone to lean on. I never caved to fate, and I swear by the light that it isn't too late.

i have always known scars now i am caught inside of this raging war i never wanted this heroic strife but its my time to live and my time to die

. this is broken victory Pulled from the dust Our Cry For Salvation these are the dying words From the children we still hold within

adn we r out of our depths where every step is an0ther end we meet iT'S A PLACE, wHERE WE CAN FLY, Hearts racing faster every time we die.

we are stars dreaming, waiting to be foUnd we’re jUst children waiting, dreaming aloUd

a place where we can dream!! WH3R3 W3 R34CH OUT To who we 8re and who we could 8e And where we hold onto ourselves.

and where iit all cave2 iin w)(en we are out of our dept)(s wwe aren’t ready for wwhat it takes D—> we weren’t ready yet :33 < we weren’t ready yet

And In This Life We Found A Place Where we can WH3R3 W3 C4N Where we can dream

in this dream, in this dream, in this dream, in this dream, in t)(is dream, in t)(is dream, in t)(is dream, in t)(is dream, WHEN WE SCREAM, WHEN WE SCREAM, WHEN WE SCREAM, WHEN WE SCREAM, we will win, we will win, we will win, we will win,

we’ll be free, we’ll be free, we’ll be free, we'll be free we’ll be free, we’ll be free, we’ll be free, we’ll be free, we’ll be free, we’ll be free, we’ll be free, (we’ll be free)

4ND W3 4R3 OUT OF OUR D3PTH “let there be light” said by the children WE STILL HOLD WITHIN OURSELVES we are stars dreaming Until we're foUnd (we’re just children grieving, still dreaming aloud)

[yawn-junn]

♡insecure s/o ot7♡

LittleBird127 - Hi, i was wondering if you could make one their reaction i guess to their gf being insecure about there freckles or wavy hair?

Special thanks to: @/LittleBird127 (request)

Words:

TW: insecurities : hate comments : public relationship :

Playlist: Trainee A

Note: hello! I hope you enjoy

Taglist @leoonoa

𝓙𝓲𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓷 

Jihoon wanted to comment how pretty you looked completely relaxed hair down waves free makeup had been wiped off a while ago but he didn't want to make you uncomfortable since you must have a good reason to cover them he didnt wanna intrude on something that could hurt you but he did make one or two comments on how pretty you looked and he snuck some pictures in without your knowledge but if you asked him to delete them he will 

𝓙𝓙 

JayJay didn't even know you had freckles and wavy hair till he showed up unannounced early in the morning. It caught him off guard before he started cooing at how cute you look like that no makeup raw face pretty freckles scattered all over your face hair wavy and messy all day that day he didn't let you out of his line of sight taking pictures with and without your knowledge he doesnt show them to anyone since he knows you cover them up but he does assure you how pretty they are and how cute you look with them on full display. 

𝓙𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓼 

He saw your freckles when he walked in on you putting your makeup on once seeing the little dots you've been hiding he gasped before rushing over to you commenting on how pretty you looked, he asked why you covered them so you told him about your insecurities while listing to you a small pout formed on his lips before he made what sounded like a strangles “aw” sound and engulfed you in a tight hug telling you how cute you look with them he did ask you to not cover them 

𝓦𝓸𝓸𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷 

Woochan wanted to match outfits that day so while he was picking outfits while you were doing your hair and makeup. You two have been dating for awhile so hes seen you without makeup and hair undone, while he was putting the outfits on the bed he looked over at you he sighed before walking up to you and crouching next to your seat he turned your body so you were facing him “your pretty without all this” he whispered looking at you with soft eyes for an hour or so he repeated like a broken record how pretty you were to him 

𝓢𝓪𝓷𝓰𝔀𝓸𝓷 

You two were having a heartfelt talk about the things you didnt like about yourselves when your brought up your wavy hair and freckles he looked offended for a sec before jumping on you in a comfort hug and told you how pretty he thinks they are he mentioned that hes jealous of how cute you are causing the two of you to giggle 

𝓛𝓮𝓸 

As soon as he seen your waves and freckles he started hyping you up he insists on a photo shoot with you he wont post the photos or anything they’ll just sit in his phone for his eyes only 

𝓨𝓸𝓻𝓬𝓱

Yorch noticed the way you cover your freckles with foundation/concealer and straighten your hair to your best ability every day before leaving the house even if your just running to the gas station or to check the mail, he wasn't sure how to bring it up to you at first but after awhile of pondering he came up to you to ask why you do what you do when you told him you didn't like them and they didn't make you feel pretty, his face softened as he pulled you into a hug whispering comforting words in your ears as he patted your hair

[strawbubbysugar]

Ooo I will give you a crumb of thought!!

The So(u)l rewrite is so flipping good, I’m so excited for it and I can’t wait to see more art and lore and concepts and I’m so excited to buy it when it comes out and to read the sequels! I’m so invested and I absolutely adore the characters you’ve created! Every single one of them!! Well idk if I ADORE Marlow but I think she’s a cool character haha!

I’m gonna be so real with you I want a Y/N fic with Hello and Goodbye so badly but my brain is like “no that is off limits, they are JUNE’S soulmates!!” lmaoooo I LOVE their character designs so muchhhhh and I love THEM so much

Also dumb little thing but my middle name is also Elias and when I saw that that was June’s middle name I was so happy to have something in common with him like that (on top of already being kinda similar to him lmao, he’s so relatable for me) haha

I think what you did with Samir is SUCH a unique and cool concept, like oh my GOSH the possibilities!! His backstory and interactions with Marlow and other employees before and after he whistleblew is intriguing and I want to know everything!!

You did a really good job with creating the world of WOW and the sinister goings on behind the scenes, it’s so uncomfortable in the best way possible!! Like imagine being a customer there and then finding out what they’re doing, and you’re like “oh my god I gave money to them what have I done” kind of thing! Aaaaah so good

Okay there’s probably more but that’s all I can think of at this very moment. I am so happy for you and I hope you’re proud of what wonderful things you’ve created! Not to sound like a broken record but I’m so excited!! Thank you for blessing us with your creations and for being an inspiration!

P.S- Happy late birthday! I didn’t have service or wifi again during it so I couldn’t say it but I hope you had a wonderful day!!

😭😭😭😭😭 hhhHHHH I cannot express to you how much I needed to hear this thank you so so so so much <3<3<3<3<<3

(side note, I would absolutely lose my mind if someone wrote a self insert fic for So(u)l. Hello and Goodbye are holding Junes hands but they still have hands leftover >.> ) My birthday is on the 18th so dont worry, you didnt miss it!!! <3

[smolthealmighty]

Oh here’s a little playlist of songs that have been stuck in my head as I spiraled into the insanity that was My Hero Academia ending (while also being a LOV stan), and by playlist I mean here’s some bullshit that matches little AMVs I don’t have the resources to make:

"What I Did For Love" from A Chorus Line

You know the quote “the love was there. it didnt change anything. it didnt save anyone. there were just too many forces against it. but it still matters that the love was there” (pretty sure I just reblogged a post with it)?

That’s this song

I can picture Twice singing it and the rest of the LOV joining him because yeah, they stayed together and fought and killed and sacrificed and died for each other… for the love and care of each other

And none of them regretted it, and none of them will forget it

"The Show Must Go On" by Queen

There’s a post by @villainsandvictimsalliance back when AFO was in control that talked about just how much this song fit Tomura Shigaraki and it’s absolutely correct even now

So much Tomura imagery in here: flaking and falling apart, smiling in the face of death, not knowing another purpose besides performing the role assigned to you, fucking butterflies!

It’s Freddie’s final song and taking that knowledge to combine it with Tomura’s death can be used as a double whammy

I remember thinking about how, in the finale of the song’s music video, a clip of the band making a goofy little pose is looped as clips of other silly or triumphant moments are interspersed until the door is closed and the video is over… and this is all while the vocals just repeat “go on… go on… go on…” like a broken record that can’t be played anymore

Nowadays I can’t watch that section without thinking about how Tomura probably had a similar montage in his head as he died, just remembering his precious league and the time they spent together before he turns to dust and disappeared

Someone better at analysis than me can do a think piece on how this song is Tomura’s song for the final arc because all I can do is point and scream

"Road to Hell Reprise" from Hadestown

It’s a sad tale, it’s a tragedy

But also you know damn well most of us are gonna tell it again anyway

Heck I can see the story of the LOV being passed down in universe as part precaution and part tragic societal failing to be fixed

“On the Loose” by Saga

A song I want more people to know about

Literally the LOV, no one can stop them now tonight they’re on the loose!

Also the lyrics are clearly (to me at least) about two or more people sharing the experience of being a bit too weird/crazy/bizarre for society’s standards and deciding to say fuck it

If nothing else then please listen for the dueling synth and guitar

“Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story” from Hamilton

The finale of this musical happened to get in my brain years ago during the MVA arc as a tragic end AMV idea then I lost it

And now that Tomura Shigaraki is dead and people are making documentaries about his legacy…

And since Spinner canonically wants to become an author to spin the tale of Tomura…

Yeah ok this is a spinaraki song now, with the LOV members who survived assisting while the ones who died look on while they wait to be reunited since “it’s only a matter of time”

God the tragic spinaraki romance angle makes this hit harder since Spinner really is a grieving spouse at this point who will likely live more of his life without Tomura than the one year he WAS with him and wants to preserve the legacy of his gaymer side

Please please please see my vision for this oh my god

"Witch Hunt" by Rush

I hear this song and think of the civilians and pro-heroes specifically

How this was really close to their mindset and how the LOV ended up being doomed by it

Just feels bad man

“Yer So Bad” by Tom Petty

This is here just for the chorus and because it sounds like a song Twice or Mr. Compress would sing at the bar after kicking the jukebox in the corner

The sentiment of how “everyone else in the world is off-putting but our evil selves are vining with each other and doing great together” is nice you know

"Space Age Love Song" by A Flock of Seagulls

Ok this one is purely for the spinaraki vibes that just ooze off this song

I’ve liked it for a while but with how we recently discovered that Spinner and Tomura’s relationship ended in tragedy, the song fits them now more than ever

It’s got 80s synth in spades which sounds so very video game like (hell there’s a ‘pew’ that goes off in time to the beat that sounds like an arcade gun)

Then the lyrics come in and they’re so simple but encapsulate just how fleeting the time they had together was… and how a connection was made in spite of lost time

I’m not kidding about the simplicity, every verse starts and ends with the same framing lyrics, then the two lines in between adds just enough to rip out your heart if you’re wearing spinaraki goggles

You know what fuck you here’s the lyrics:

I saw your eyes

And you made me smile

For a little while

I was falling in love

I saw your eyes

And you touched my mind

Although it took a while

I was falling in love

I was falling in love

I saw your eyes

And you made me cry

And for a little while

I was falling in love

I was falling in love

Falling in love

Falling in love

Falling in love

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

What I’m trying to say is PLEASE listen to “Space Age Love Song” and maybe make a spinaraki AMV to it… and send me that AMV… please?!

[snailfen]

I Know I sound like a broken record saying this, BUT, again RUFFIAN AND RUFFLES GIVES ME LIFE, You are amazing!, also mild note, before you get very deep into this, if it feels like you're burning out, or people are forcing you to draw the comics, take a break, you deserve it champ!

thank you all for the kind words!!! I really do appreciate them a whole lot <:)

on a side note, i am aware, but a reminder never hurts cus i definitely need it! with that last ruff&ruff i did have a sketch prepared, but i figured that it should be mothers day related instead. i didnt expect it to take so long nor did i expect it to be 2 pages long. had to speedrun the whole thing on top of doing IRL mothersday stuff and CSP crashing on me LMAO

thankfully i can use that last sketch for next week, that way i can focus on an animation im working on and also schoolwork. I'm gonna be busy even after graduation (which. unfortunately not my choice) but im hoping once im out of high school I'll be able to really draw as much as I want to.

[peensstuff]

eurovision 2023 was a MESS

ok, since everyone is raving about kaarija shouldve won (and rightfully so), im gonna try and get a bit of appreciation for some of the acts this year who DID NOT deserve how little points they got 

First of all: WILD YOUTH!

ok so i really dont understand how wild youth didnt pass through the grand final and end up with a top 10 finish? because they did SO WELL ON STAGE!! their golden shower on stage looked PHENOMENAL (hint hint) and their pre-recorded backing vocals were FLAWLESSSS, especially when backstage autotune conor sang for on-stage conor when his hands got too tired to hold the mic up to his mouth! 

i loved how conor was serving ‘child lost in the mall and cant find mummy’ realness with his captivating gaze and IMMENSE stage presence.. and while most acts this year stuck to serving metaphorical cunt, wild youth pulled themselves together to serve literal cunt too?!?!?! like tell me how that isnt deserving of a top 10 finish

lets take the time to mourn wild youth’s tragic deaths and move on to the next robbed act: CYPRUS

someone please tell me how he got 126 points in the final??? like i didnt even realise until the results were finished that he got to where he was on the scoreboard?? and then i was hit with such deep and profound waves of sadness because HOW. HOW DID CYPRUS GET THERE?

you know what, im going to be appreciative instead of bitter because you cant break a broken heart (rip ireland), and im going to say that im so glad that this beautiful song appealed to so many voters all across europe and the rest of the world because, frankly, i was terrified for andy’s chances in the final, and i didnt grasp how many people could appreciate the niche of love-island-shirtless-man-kisses-bikini-lady-as-they-make-up-from-a-5-second-fight-with-BOOM-wiwibloggs-eque-sound-effects (as opposed to the more popular genres like latvia’s)

im so happy for you, andrew lambrou, and even though i know that you and your grippers were robbed, i just want to say i that i wish you (and your grippers) a lifetime of success, and i hope that you (and, you guessed it, your grippers) receive many more 12 points from the greek jury in the future. 

moving on to another robbed act.. POLAND

first of all, let me just mention how much hate blanka got, especially during the preparty season? come on guys, eurofans arent meant to be like this - we can’t just go and send so much unfounded hate on someone because what did blanca even do wrong?

im gonna try and be more positive for this one too... blancka went out there and did ONE OF THE BEST dance breaks ever in EUROVISION HISTORY - like, shes rivaling the likes of chanel and eleni

ok for those of you that dont understand, let me analyse a bit... 

Blanka dances with a certain stiffness, and her movements may even be described as slightly robotic, which may, at first glance, seem like a bad thing to the untrained eye. But, the lack of fluidity is far from a lack of skill, its an act of storytelling. Blanca is nervous, she’s afraid to express herself to the fullest. She’s scared of going solo. Even though the lyrics of the song are filled with positivity and a sense of freedom, Blanka expertly reveals that she is terrified of being independent again, and I think that showing such vulnerability through her inflexible and reserved dancing to Eurovision’s immeasurably large audience is so, so beautiful.

AHEM. cough.

and after all of that, she still got paid DUST by the juries (like 12 points? really?). this here is the sole reason why the jury should be abolished, or at least reformed in eurovision. the juries are meant to vote for the objective best song and the best overall package but hello? where are blanka’s votes? 

disgusting. 

ok, next up is.. unfortunately, QUEEN NOA KIREL FROM ISRAEL

i can’t believe she only got third place

[blehcupidd]

Jealous Girl

Chapter Ten

Xavier Thorpe x fem!oc

A/n: Taken from my Wattpad made at the beginning of 2023, some written mistakes and i had a note about what happen with Percy Hanes White, that note will put put at the end of this chapter.

Also ignore mistakes please i wrote this whilst looking at the tv show so if it says that someone looks at something but it didnt state what, ignore it im sorry.

Series Masterlist

Previous Chapter

The chattering of students chorused through the fields as a decorated Enid and Évangéline were talking. Then the curtain opened, showing an angry Wednesday. "OMG, you look purr-fect!" Enid complemented Wednesday. Évangéline just gave a small laugh.

"Where are your whiskers Wednesday, show some team spirit." Évangéline laughed at the stone face she received.

"Ask again, and you'll be down to eight lives." Wednesday threatened both girls.

The fanfare played through the feild, alerting the teams. On the black cats boat; a girl from Ophelia Hall was in front, behind was Enid, Wednesday and then Évangéline.

Évangéline noticed Enid giving a small wave to Ajax, then saw the shy look he had afterwards. Looking open mouthed between her two friends, not noticing the longing look from the jester boy in the back. However she did notice him look at Wednesday, but it wasn't a longing look, it was a small death stare. Did he know they were in his room last night?

"What do we have here?" The voice of Bianca made both girls turn their heads. "The runt of the litter."

"For the record, I don't treat people like crap. Only you." Évangéline looked at the golden girl, watching her look away.

"I want to welcome you all to the Edgar Allen Poe Cup." Their headmistress spoke. "This is one of Nevermore's proudest annual traditions, dating back 125 years." With Évangéline looking to her left, she saw the soft smile of Xavier with eyes tracked on her. Smiling back, she listened back to her teacher. "First team to cross the finish line with their flag wins the cup and bragging rights for a year, as well as some special privileges. Let the Poe Cup begin!"

The sound of a gun shot echoed, the game hand begun. Everyone was rowing towards Raven Island, eager for the flag. The faint sound of cheering for further and further away.

"Oh, excuse us!" Xavier spoke, making eye contact with Évangéline. The state was quickly broken as her team had to duck from an opposing team. Not long after, their boat snapped.

"Thing." Wednesday spoke, loud enough so the hand could hear him. Pulling a lever, a net shot out catching whatever was in the water.

Both Wednesday and Évangéline headed into the woods leaving their other two teammates, and Thing, to keep their boat safe.

Running towards Crackstones Crypt, Xavier and Ajax were running in the opposite direction. "Later, Angel!" Xavier spoke, making a smile creep on 'angels' face.

"Focus." Wednesday hit her arm, breaking her out of a trance. She ran up to grab the flag and immediately began to fall forwards. With Évangéline seeing this, she ran up to her acquaintance and made sure to soften her fall.

She must've been out for over five minutes. Those minutes were filled with Évangéline constantly shaking her arms and saying her name. Then Bianca and Divina came up to grab their flag. "Taking a catnap?" Then running away.

"Hurry up, we have to go!" Enid yelled to the two girls. Not long after they began to row again. Slowly seeing the jokers slow down. They repetitively tried to paddle faster, but nothing worked. As they passed, Évangéline looked inwards to see what was wrong; their boat was filling up with water.

"Later, Xav." Évangéline teased, returning a nickname to Xavier. She continued to laugh until Enid spoke up. "I just asked myself, 'WWWD'? What would Wednesday do?"

The only teams left were The Black Cats and The Gold Bugs. You could hear the crowd cheering and clapping. The finish line was so close.

Wednesday pulled a lever, spikes coming out the sides of the boat. Getting closer to Bianca caused a push away from whatever was in the water. They we nearing the buoy in the water, getting the same fatality as a previous team.

The girls were trying to push against the current, yet nothing worked. Évangéline noticed that thing jumped in the water and not long after coming back up. As he came back up, the pushing stopped.

They neared the Gold Bugs again, striking them on the sides. The Black Cats won.

Enid ran up to the flag pole to the finish line. "Wednesday, Evan! Omg, we did it!" An excited Enid celebrated, along with their other peers. "This is the greatest moment of my entire life." She shook Wednesdays shoulders. "Admit it, you kinda got into the whole school spirit thing."

Looking to see Bianca crawling her way up to the docks made Évangéline laugh, seeing the death glare on the girls face.

"You didn't tell me it was a dark, vengeful spirit."

Returning to the courtyard, everyone was dried and in the uniform. Principal Weems started her speech after every Poe Cup.

"The first Poe Cup took place in 1887 as a way to not only honour Nevermore's most famous alumni, but to celebrate those values that all outcasts share. Community, perseverance and determination. And we certainly saw those values on display today." She spoke, picking up the actual Poe Cup.

Enid was handed it and get a sound of celebration, along with all the other students. "Congratulations Ophelia Hall! As a former resident, I will be happy to see the cup back on the mantle after all these years."

Noticing Wednesday walk away, she debated going after her. Then realising Wednesday could handle herself and she needed to celebrate.

[chl3borzoi]

SOOOOO i blocked my sister

Youre entitled to not like family after theyve done shit things.

Yes, my sister was a great resource when i was i my preteens letting me live with her during the summer, and for getting on my brothers for their behavior when i was in my early early teens but by that point it was kinda far too late

The thing that did it was on Thanksgiving last year she came with a woman weve never met before thats shes only known for 4 months saying theyre getting married in 2 weeks and moving to texas immediately after.

Our brother and his partner brought them out to lunch and tried to say hey we think youre going kinda fast you should take more time to get to know each other etc. They flat out told him theyre not invited to the wedding. Then when she gets home after that, she comes downstairs to find me and tells me theyre getting married, and she leans in and whispers "you're inviiiiteeeed~"

Shes in her early 30's

The thing is our MOM couldnt even attend because it was such short notice. And the marriage place couldnt get the shitty zoom stream to work. Our mom had to watch a recording of the service.

I looked out the deck window and saw her lying on her back on the porch watching the video and I knew her heart was broken.

Like. Christ im gonna put it all out there

I could tell stories of how my sister used to make me cry as a child, too. And where our parents failed to parent and the eldest should have taken the place of responsibility and etc she didnt give a fuck and YES a child should never have to act a parent role thats shitty but she was 15+ yrs old she shoulda fucking known better. (I have literally my entire family to blame for almost all of my issues, But still. During my crucial years i really do feel she did not care, and it didn't help that between me and her we have 3 THREE brothers who (one of which legitimately hated me ) too)) I DIGRESS

She let our childhood home turn into a jungle because she was too busy sitting in sweatpants smoking pot and drinking starbucks and begging our mom for more money to be put on her account,

(its all torn down, now too.)

We havent spoken very much,

Mostly just snapchats here and there

And a few days ago she sent me a chat on here saying shes revamping her account and wants to be active on here, so i blocked her.

Not only because i want tumblr to be an escape from personal real life shit but because i don't really wanna communicate or be reminded of her selfish dumb behavior.

Shes extremely hard to communicate with in person, too. Literally! I feel like im crazy trying to explain it. Shes so slow... it feels like trying to have a convo with her sometimes it feels like shes unintentionally gaslighting you. I know that sounds dumb but im fuckin serious.

She was so helpless when we helped her move, too. Pacing back and forth and fretting over all her shit (we're a packrat family yeah but holy fuck shes gonna end up being a fuckin hoarder) and me and our mom were just lifting stuff and carrying it out like :/

Sheesh

I don't hate her or wish her or her wife any ill will, its just. Fuck man. Walk in, break our moms heart (as if it isnt already broken after all the shit weve been thru as a family...) and act like everythings fine and perfect.

Also I literally witnessed my sister do/say this to her wife

"Hey, -blank-, come fight this pokemon go tournament for me."

Like

?!?!?!??!?

She was like "okay :D" but still thats so fucking bizarre

[settled-heart]

Deleted Scenes - 9/10/24

Magnolia

In January I got to see where/how he grew up. I always was the one who knew the least of these stories, maybe because as a kid I didn’t like “gossip” and as I got older they wanted to spare me what she should’ve also been spared.

_

Everyone knew my grandma and was shocked she was still alive. She worked a lot of jobs her whole life and knew some medical stuff so she’d help out neighbors and take care (or "take care") of animals in the area too.

_

One story she would always bring up was of the turtle she had as a kid, I think while she was still in spain but I'm not sure about that. The turtle loved music and if she put on a record hed slowly make his way over to listen right next to the speaker.

One day she came home and couldn't find the turtle. She looked everywhere and couldn't find him. Her neighbors invited them all over for dinner that night and the story is predictable from there (they cooked it and fed her the soup).

_

He spent summers in a "country house". I always pictured the "country" as PA, but it was actually closer to marshland, and very near to the beach. We met some of the people he used to hunt in the marshes with and got to see their farm. Someone had broken into the farmhouse and stolen some stuff but they didnt find the chainsaw so his friend was happy. The guy himself was the older brother of his childhood best friend in that area.

_

As kids, his best friend was known as this incredibly strong guy. They were mostly alone and hunted alot, but didnt have much money and only one guy had a gun, most of them used slingshots. The best friend was so strong he didn't use one at all. He would pick carrots out of the ground and throw them with pinpoint accuracy at birds and knock them clean out of the air. With terrible irony he died one of the worst deaths I've heard of, he got caught in a baby-carrot cutting machine.

My parents know a few people like this. Another was a professional window cleaner who had a career of like 10 years. After spending so long so high up he died falling off a 10 foot ladder and landing on a fire hydrant.

_

When his older sister was ~20 his mother moved to the states to help her with her business which was kind of like a bodega but with a lot more food. Here my gma would basically be the main chef.

He was alone back home with his dad and his dad was a really strange guy. He always spoke well of him through my life, but it always sounded like he was a shallow figure compared to his mom. Now hes states that he sees his dad as having been a really good friend more than a dad.

He said that his dad loved his mom more than anything. His dad was constantly cheating on her though, traveling the country/neighboring countries. After his mom left, this left him completely alone.

He said that when he was young at the country house he would fall asleep alone holding his shotgun because of how scared he'd get. Sometimes his eldest sister would visit and bring him food, but otherwise for the summer he'd generally have to take care of himself. He speaks of the country like it was heaven.

_

One summer, before his mom left, she visited from the city where she worked while he was in the country and told him his dog died. He got back to the main city at the start of the school year and found his dog walking around a different neighborhood with some kid. He screamed at the kid to give him his dog back and the kid said "listen I believe you but some lady had given him to me a few weeks ago". He confronted his mom and she said that the dog had been ruining her garden.

_

The trip turned to shit after a solid first week. He got stressed about work, started to bully her, and kept doubling down until she snapped. It got so bad, I think it set the course for the year, they shouldnt be together without major change. They should've divorced long ago.

They were together since they first got here. He was the driver for one of her sister's dates. They were both ~18 and have been together over 40 years

_

A few years ago he got a gun safe. While setting the password he made sure to tell me it since some are mine, and to have a backup in case something happened to him. She insisted to know the password

_

A couple of weeks ago after we had too good of a weekend they get in a gnarly argument. He starts to pack a bag to stay at a hotel, things heat up. He said he didnt feel comfortable leaving him with the guns and wanted to change the password before he left. She said he was going to the safe for a gun. She hit him and called the cops. They helped him change the password and offered for him to press charges but he declined.

_

She was the youngest of 13 and grew up in a hard time/place. Her family experienced/did just god awful things, I have no idea how shes alive, the amount of violence she's lived in is heart breaking.

_

In July my friend and I were having a practice run for a barbeque. At the time i couldnt drink and wasn't smoking. I told my friend that one thing that was nice about being sober is that i don't have to worry about something terrible happening while being in a state that I can't respond easily "like if my grandma were to randomly go to the hospital".

That night he calls me and I'll never forget being annoyed because i thought he was worried that i didn't check-in on time. He told me his mom fell and was in the hospital.

Through July we'd stay with her. His sister's wouldn't come because of their relationships with her, he had to decide everything himself. I couldn't do more than keep him company. I was so proud of my sister. Being able to navigate the hospital like that, to take principled/thoughtful action while being pressured/misled to "just let the old person die".

She passed the last week of July, he was the only one with her. He thinks she was waiting for it to be just him, and that she was waiting for a moment that he looked away.

The funeral was the first weekend of august. He expected few people, but a ton came. Extended family we haven't seen for 15 years came. We worried about drama, but it was beautiful. My friends came. After the burial we went to the childhood restaurant/one owned by my dad's friend. He invited everyone and we caught up. I met the person my grandma wanted to set me up with for so long. My dad was happy to get to know his (grand?) niece since he used to be really close to his niece who was like a little sister for him.

One person said when my sis and I were kids she took us for a walk outside during my cousin's baptism service. Random images came back so vividly from that day but they were just so specific and bizarre. I remember: we walked on this stone wall a bit, it was beautiful outside, it smelled of weird but pleasant chemicals inside, we played with mighty beans

Since she passed he has been struggling. He is more distracted, guilty, depressed. He resents her for stopping him from going on a trip to his home country with his mom while he could.

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When he was a kid she beat him a lot. She hit him so badly his eldest sister had to take him to the hospital once.

_

She was basically raised by her sisters. Her mom was wed to her dad when she was 16 and him 40. She had been in love with an artist before the arrangement. The frequent childbirth took a permanent toll on her health and she was bedridden much of the time.

_

When I was a kid he told me he wouldn't love me the same if I was gay. I had recently told him about an article where Josh Hutcherson said sth like he was bi just in case he fell in love with a man and how I thought that made so much sense hahah. He was my best friend though, it really killed something in me.

The first person I really loved was A. He wasn't very nice but he was charming, the smartest person in our class, and not just athletic but also COOL athletic (played hockey and was good at it). We spent the whole summer together playing basketball, biking around, and going to the pool. I'd get so jealous of the attention he got from girls, so jealous if he would hangout with other people when i couldnt go. I can feel the tightness in my chest from when we'd be getting ready for the pool. The constant comparison and desire. It wasn't a healthy love and I still struggle to not get this warped, but man I can still picture the sun in his hair.

Highschool was a constant boom-bust, I had a lot of fun doing whatever. I thought I'd kms and did whatever seemed fine. Eventually I settled on it but broke down to them and he choked me. He stopped and regretted it, but I don't think they ever fully forgave me for saying I wanted to die.

_

In march she called me omw to a movie and told me she didn't want to live anymore. She said she really didnt want to go to her home country. We talked and I tried to go but she said she was safe/fine and wanted to be alone, but just really didnt want to do the trip.

I was having some work issues already so a couple days later I got shingles haha. Even my dentist had told me at that time that i needed to chill out because my clenching was rapidly changing my mouth.

_

Too tired to write any more but i think this year has been tough, its felt good to walk through some of this. It sucked so bad for so many things. I learned so many terrible things that I'll never repeat (despite saying some things here lol), the depth of the pain they've experienced tears me apart.

They keep hurting us/themselves/eachother and its at a limit now where it feels like we missed our chance for anything reasonable, the latest issue feels too serious to come back from.

I love them so deeply, I want them to find peace in their lives so bad. I want us to be happy together, for them to get over their hangups before I have kids.

I want a stable love. I worry that I'll never be earnest with others, that I'll change myself for each context and every partner. I want to be loved as I am but have no strong identity and explicitly see it as romantic to lose myself for another. To "not be loved the same for X" means just as easily that i can be loved more if i dont do X, but it never feels right, I don't trust the love i get. I still hope that i can get straightened out and learn to. The one thing I know I've proven to myself is that I do have love to give but frankly if I don't change its better off kept private. I always wanted kids and now I finally feel the weight of it. Hopefully the therapy helps, hopefully i can be a little smarter and more disciplined, and more open, and more. Its worth it all