#i was singing sk8er boi then

[seneon]

"he was a punk, she did ballet." ★ but look— you are the punk and he is the ballerina. exactly why? because you're always so bold and confident and even if he's also brave and fearless, you prominently outshined him. he can't help but think that he is the coquette petite woman of the relationship and you are the amazing strong buff man. he loves you for that though, because he has a strong girlfriend. and of course! let's not forget the fact that he'd get on his knees to worship you like a pretty goddess too . . .

DABI ¡! ichigo, renji, urahara, shuhei. reo, bachira, oliver, otoya. dot, lance, abyss, ryoh. izuku, eijiro, denki, hawks. ￤ based on a conversation with @milyz 👻

© SENEON 2024 ♱ do not repost, alter, or translate.

[dickggansey]

i have GOT to get into txt.........

[myoldiaries]

hate when i’m just listening to a random song but the lyrics are a slap to the face.

[lamelarts]

Sk8er Boi but makes them APT. 🩷🖤

After listening to APT, i thought of Tyler and Lauren from Sk8er Boi immediately djjdjd i think this song would be a great fit for them if they do ever return 😩 And also a chance for Tyler to sing now lol 👏 I changed the outfits a bit to match the mv but still kept them recognizable 🖤🩷 Hope u all like it dhjdjd 🥺

[kikis-writing-world]

Espresso

Or: She needed to come back down to earth

Chrissy Cunningham has tickets to see her favorite pop star perform. It's a concert she'll never, ever forget.

Past Eddie/Chrissy, current female Pop Star!Reader/Rockstar!Eddie

*In the 3rd person, can also be read as an OC

Word Count: 3k

Rating/Warnings: Reader is female presenting and performed Espresso originally by Sabrina Carpenter, and I describe her as moving and posing, but possibly with the aid of dansers? - blank slate otherwise. No Upside Down. Could be read either canon!AU (mid 90s or so as they're adults now) or modern!AU. If I missed anything AU wise or blankslate!reader wise, please let me know kindly <3 I'm only human.

This work is rated PG but this blog is always 18+

A/N: The song got me, what can I say? Somewhere in my head Espresso mixed with Sk8er Boy by Avril Lavigne and here's what you get. A little fic to whet your appetite. Not edited, not betaed, written in about 1.5 hours while also at work- but I hope you enjoy it anyway <3

divider by @saradika-graphics

“Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me, espresso-

Chrissy giggled as she sang along to the track floating from the state of the art boombox on her dresser. Her best friends, Cindy and Linda, danced around the bedroom with her, feeling like teens again as they got ready for the concert that evening.

“I can’t get enough of this song,” Linda gushed as she leaned close to the mirror above Chrissy’s vanity. She stopped singing along with the other girls long enough to apply her shiny lip gloss to perfection.

“She’s the best.” Chrissy agreed, turning the volume up even farther, hitting the threshold as the boombox reached max volume.

“Can I borrow this?” Cindy asked, picking up one of Chrissy’s eyeshadow palettes.

“Of course,” Chrissy agreed without thought, only to pause. “Wait- as long as you use that pink,” Chrissy amended, pointing to the neon hue. “Because it’s perfect with your outfit.”

The girls all laughed as they agreed on it being the perfect shade.

“How did you even get these tickets, it’s been sold out for months?” Linda asked, turning away from the mirror, bopping in place to the music.

“Daddy has a client whose son’s fiance got mono on her bachelorette vacation, so they canceled the wedding. They sold her tickets to afford the cancellation fees.” Chrissy explained as she compared two necklaces against her outfit. The girls cringed in sympathy, but the mood was quickly uplifted as they all tuned back into the music, forgetting the unknown couple’s problems. The tornado of excitement and glitter moved through the room until suddenly the girls all stopped what they were doing to sing along in tandem.

“I'm working late 'cause I'm a singer Oh, he looks so cute wrapped around my finger

The three faced each other as they sang, sharing the moment as they each performed their hearts out as if they were the one performing on stage tonight. The three danced, twirling their hips and waving their arms the way they did as teens, trying to get all the boys’ attention. Not the three grown adults they were, with homes, partners and responsibilities. It was freeing to feel so young again.

“My twisted humor, make him laugh so often My honey bee, come and get this pollen-

The three all shrieked with laughter as they reached the end of the verse, laughing at each other’s lewd dance moves in camaraderie.

“Oh shit, is that the time?!” Cindy gasped, cutting off the raucous laughter. The other two girls turned to the clock Cindy was staring at, noticing time did indeed fly when you were having this much fun. If they didn’t finish getting ready soon, they would be late and then have a hard time finding a good spot to watch the show from.

“Shit!” Chrissy cursed, barely audible over the blasting music. She jogged over to the boombox, turning it down a few notches to a more reasonable volume.

All three women snapped back to task, perfecting their make-up and concert looks. It wasn’t long before they were running out the door and into Chrissy’s powder blue Beamer. Chrissy hadn’t even backed out of the driveway before Linda had the car stereo blasting the album, right where they had left off in the house. The three women sped down the highway, singing along to the tracks they would soon be hearing live.

Chrissy was sure her perfectly coiffed hair was falling and frizzing up, her carefully applied make-up turned into colourful smudges across her cheeks, the boots styled to match her outfit splattered with dirt and mud - but she couldn’t care less. She was having the time of her life at the concert. The singing was amazing, even better than the album. The dancing, the choreography - the hunky dancers. She was having the best time, dancing and singing along with Cindy and Linda.

“This is AMAZING!” Linda shrieked as the song ended. Chrissy clapped and cheered while Cindy jumped up and down.

“Alright, alright,” the woman on stage spoke, waving off everyone still cheering after the last number she performed. Her chest heaved as she caught her breath from the singing and dancing, skin glistening with sweat under the stage lights. Her hair hadn’t fallen and her make-up hadn’t budged. Chrissy watched her in awe, quieting her own thrilled cheers to hear what her favorite artist had to say next.

“Oh my god, Indiana, you guys are crazy!” She laughed, waiting for the crowd to die down. Unfortunately, the comment made them cheer in agreement. Chrissy and her friends jumped up and down, cheering along.

The performer on stage dropped the microphone to her side as she laughed again at the crowd’s reaction. She looked off stage and made a little shrugging motion, a smile on her face all the while. Chrissy couldn’t see who she was looking at from her angle - someone on her team, her manager, someone running the equipment; she wasn’t sure. She kept looking between the crowd and the wing of the stage until they quieted enough for her to speak once more.

“See I have a friend,” the singer started, roaming the stage with ease. Her presence filled the large space as the crowd - Chrissy, Linda and Cindy included - took in each word with bated breath. A field full of fans waiting to see what she would say or do next. “A very good friend, you might say.” The singer admitted with a sly smirk.

The crowd exploded - some cheers, some boos of disappointed fans.

“Did you know she was seeing anybody?!” Linda gasped.

“I hadn’t seen anything in The Enquirer!” Cindy shook her head, flailing her hands as if trying to fan herself. “Oh my god, who do you think it is?”

“It could be anyone,” Linda started, only to be interrupted by Chrissy.

“Maybe Leo!” She laughed, joking while all the while loving the idea that her favorite pop star might be dating her favorite hunk of an actor. Linda and Cindy agreed by way of shrieking and jumping with excitement. Chrissy joined in immediately.

“See, my very special friend is from right here in Indiana!” the star continued over the mic, halting the girls’ theorizing. They quieted down, Linda blindly grabbing for Chrissy and Cindy’s hands as she never took her eyes off the stage. No one wanted to miss a hint on who the mystery “friend” was. “He told me that you guys… Well, he doesn’t seem to like his home state very much.” The star fake pouted as the rapt audience booed. She looked off stage, pointing her exaggerated pout that way. 

“Oh my god, is he here? Who is it?” Cindy nearly fell over, trying to lean over far enough to see backstage.

“I can’t see from here!” Chrissy huffed, craning her neck to get a better look. It was no use, they were too far to the same side to see into the wings.

“I know! What a meanie!” The singer laughed joyfully into the microphone. “I tell him he’s a big meanie all the time, but he doesn’t believe me.” She rolled her eyes playfully.

A dull laugh rolled through the crowd and the performer gave it a moment to breathe before continuing with her story. “I think you were all a bit mean to him too once, but maybe one day you’ll forgive each other.” She tutted. The crowd cheered their agreement - anything to make their idol happy. The reaction made the singer beam brightly, glancing over her shoulder yet again.

“This next song… I wrote it for him, and-”

The crowd cheered and awed, interrupting her briefly. She shot a wink offstage before rolling through the crowd’s roar.

“I wrote this for him, and right here in front of everyone he says he hates, I’m dedicating it to him! Let’s show him some love!” She yelled over the mic, the crowd growing louder as it fed off her excitement.

There was a short beat of silence before the opening notes to Espresso started, making the crowd go wild once more as the smash hit song started.

Chrissy, Cindy and Linda all screamed along with the crowd, jumping with excitement despite their sore, aching feet after dancing all night. Chrissy pulled her camera out of her fanny pack, snapping pics as the song started. The singer smiled and danced to the opening notes, waiting for her cue to start singing. The dancers around her grooved along with her, waiting for the choreography to start.

"Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me, espresso-

The trio of women sang along at the top of their lungs, as loud as their already sore throats would allow. Chrissy couldn’t be bothered to care that she likely wouldn’t have a voice tomorrow, it was worth it to sing along.

"Too bad your ex don't do it for ya Walked in and dream came trued it for ya Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya I know I Mountain Dew it for ya That morning coffee, brewed it for ya One touch and I brand newed it for ya

The singer and her group of dancers made their way towards their side of the stage, the crowd around them cheering for her as she approached. The three girls got their cameras ready as they snapped pictures of their favorite singer performing their favorite song just a dozen feet away from them. The male dancers fawned over her as the female dancers backed her up, dancing with her.

"Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh Is it that sweet? I guess so Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me, espresso Move it up, down, left, right, oh Switch it up like Nintendo Say you can't sleep, baby, I know That's that me, espresso

The singer moved back across the stage, doing her best to perform to all sides, giving each fan in the crowd a chance to see her and her dancers. She had been doing it the whole show, but the crowd predictably was even more lively for her big, hit single.

All too soon, the song ended with everyone on stage hitting a final pose. The singer was center stage, looking upwards towards the stage lights as the dancers posed around her. Cameras flashed through the people as everyone took their chance to get a decent shot as everyone stood still aside from their heaving chests as they caught their breath.

Chrissy, Linda and Cindy followed suit, cheering and taking pictures between their jumping and flailing. Chrissy was lifting her camera for her fourth or fifth photo of the pose - she lost count - when Linda grabbed her arm and her attention.

“Look!!!” Linda screamed as others in the crowd started reacting too. A tall, lanky figure had emerged from the wing, sauntering proudly towards the singer at center stage. He wore dark coloured jeans and a black t-shirt. His face wasn’t visible past the mop of inky curls when they first caught sight of him, but Chrissy felt a sinking feeling in her stomach at the silhouette. It was too familiar, a memory of her past, but surely it wasn’t-

More people from the crowd started screaming as the man crossed the stage. The singer finally dropped the pose, lowering her eyes to look at the crowd. She was smiling, face flushed from performing, but she soon noticed the crowd looking to the side.

Chrissy heard a man behind her, arguing with his girlfriend, the conversation fading in and out of the ruckus around her. “... -ed Coffin… telling you that’s him… think I know what “Shredder” Ed-…”

The pop star on stage looked surprised to see the man at first, but by the time he pushed through the cluster of back-up dancers around her, she was smiling up at him. The smile was brighter than any she’d given the audience on stage that night, a smile that shone in her eyes in a totally different way than performing on stage made them shine. The pop star started to speak, the microphone still held to her side not picking up any of the words. She didn’t say much before the man interrupted her, cupping the back of her head and dipping down to kiss her.

The crowd cheered through the passionate kiss. The back-up dancers around her reacted with joy and surprise at the public display of affection, some gasping while others applauded or laughed. 

The man pulled the woman to him, holding her like he might be able to absorb her into himself in front of everyone. The singer didn’t fight, but she was obviously caught off guard at first. It barely took a moment for her to drop the microphone, a loud thunking noise booming from the speakers as it clattered to the stage. Her arms wrapped around the man, returning his embrace as she kissed him back. The sound of camera shutters nearly drowned out the voices of the crowd as everyone rushed to take pictures of the pop star and her apparent boyfriend - some to brag to their friends, some to try to sell as the first appearance of the world’s newest celebrity couple.

Chrissy stayed frozen, camera to her side as she watched who she was sure was her high school ex-boyfriend, Eddie Munson, having a heavy makeout session on stage with her favorite pop star.

“Wait, is that…” Cindy asked, starting to also recognize the man who had yet to turn his face their way. Cindy looked at Chrissy, her frozen reaction being all the answer she needed. Cindy prodded Linda, trying to get her to smarten up to what was happening to their friend.

The couple on stage finally parted, catching their breath as they only had eyes for each other. The pop star looked up at her man like he was the only person in the whole state, let alone in a crowd of hundreds. The man’s hand, covered with large silver rings, cupped her cheek gently. From where she stood, Chrissy could see his thumb caress her cheek. Despite the warm summer day, Chrissy shivered as she felt a ghost of a touch, a memory, across her own cheek.

The man leaned in, speaking directly into the singer’s ear for a few seconds. She let go a second later as he released her, bending down to pick up the microphone that was left abandoned on the stage. The man turned towards the crowd, finally showing his face to the entire audience. Some cheered as they recognized the lead singer and guitarist for the heavy metal band, while others who didn’t listen to heavy music waited for a clue to who the man was.

“Is that Eddie?!” Linda gaped, looking up at the man who was once the boy dating her friend.

He was older now than he was then, obviously. His mop of curls were still present, if possible better cared for. He had inky tattoos up and down his visible arms and some high on his neck, coming out of the collar of his Metallica shirt. He’d grown a short goatee, but the dimple in his cheek was still visible as he addressed the crowd. He looked… Great was probably not a strong enough word for how good Eddie Munson looked.

“Your Ex? Like, Eddie Mu-oof” Linda continued until Cindy elbowed her harshly in the side. Linda finally noticed the pale, frozen expression on Chrissy’s face. “Oh.” She mumbled lamely.

“Who's a freak now, Indiana?” Eddie growled into the microphone, his voice raspier than Chrissy remembered it- age, constant performing and steady smoking had settled into his vocal chords in an appealing way. It reminded Chrissy how he used to sound after a show at The Hideout, voice rough from a night of screaming into the mic. 

Eddie tossed the microphone to a nearby dancer, not bothering to check if the unsuspecting man caught it (he did, barely) as he stuck his tongue out, devil horns atop his head. Just like that, Chrissy could see the boy underneath the age, tattoos and facial hair. The 18 year old who couldn’t promise her the world, but promised everything in his world, only for her to break his heart a year and some months later. Out of everyone there, Chrissy looked up and saw no one but Hawkins’ freak with a heart of gold Eddie Munson, but she realized Shredder Eddie Munson of Corroded Coffin didn’t even know she was there. She hadn’t even realized he’d gotten signed, or the band was famous- when had that happened?

Eddie turned, planting another passionate, borderline messy kiss on the pop star's laughing lips. The crowd erupted in another set of cheers, harshly pulling Chrissy back to real life.

Eddie ended the kiss, resting his forehead against the singer’s. The two’s lips were moving through their wide smiles. Chrissy could only imagine the sweet nothings being exchanged. Once upon a time, in a different life, in a quiet trailer park, those sweet nothings had been reserved just for her.

Eddie patted the star on the ass before releasing her from his arms. She laughed as he jogged back to his spot in the wings, hand over her mouth like she couldn’t believe the kiss they’d just shared. Eddie didn’t bother to acknowledge the crowd as he left, no wave goodbye or lude gestures. Before he disappeared from view, he turned to blow a kiss in her direction.

Red faced but smiling gleefully, the starlet pretended to catch it, placing it on her cheek. She stared after him even once he was out of view, only remembering herself when the dancer handed her the microphone.

“Oh, um…” She stumbled her words into the mic, giggling bashfully. She lowered the mic and took a deep breath, physically shaking her limbs. “I was expecting that even less than the rest of you.” She joked once she brought the mic back up to her smudged lips. “Let’s, uh… Let’s move on with the show?” She laughed, unsure how else to move forward with the setlist. The crowd cheered their agreement as she nodded to all her dancers and musicians to get ready to start back up.

“Should we leave?” Cindy asked quietly. Linda stared at Chrissy, waiting for her response.

It was definitely a concert she’d never, ever forget.

[daisynik7]

Hi friends! I hit a personal milestone of +2k followers and I want to celebrate by taking us back to the early 2000s!

Send me your favorite y2k hit and which character you associate it with, then I'll write a little fic (~1.0k - 3k words) based on that. Include whether you want it to be smutty, fluffy, or both! I'm also open to writing some angst (but nothing too severe). Please read my rules/guidelines before you submit anything. UPDATE: This event is now closed for requests, thank you all for participating and reading!

Examples should look like:

"Toxic" by Britney Spears for Toji Fushiguro - smut

"Crazy in Love" by Beyoncé for Kento Nanami - fluff

"Heartbreaker" by Mariah Carey for Eren Jaeger - smutty angst + fluff

If you have a particular lyric you want incorporated or a specific trope/scenario, please include that in your ask! And if you need some inspiration about what song to pick, this is a good playlist on Spotify. If you think of another song, but it doesn't fit into the "y2k" era, send it to me anyways! This is all just for fun :)

Thank you all so much for helping me reach this milestone and for celebrating with me! Let's sing our hearts out and have fun!

Playlist:

"Photograph" by Ed Sheeran - Toji Fushiguro angst

"SOS" by Rihanna - Suguru Geto smut + fluff

"Promiscuous" by Nelly Furtado - Toji Fushiguro smut

"Me & U" by Cassie - Satoru Gojo smut

“Slow Down Baby” by Christina Aguilera – Eren Jaeger smut

“Promiscuous” by Nelly Furtado – Jean Kirstein smut

“I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor” by Arctic Monkeys – Reiner Braun smut + fluff

“Try” by Nelly Furtado – Suguru Geto fluff + smut

“Iris” by The Goo Goo Dolls – Eren Jaeger fluff + smut

"All For You" by Janet Jackson - Aki Hayakawa fluff

"Sk8er Boi" by Avril Lavigne - Kento Nanami fluff

"Into You" by Fabolous (ft. Tamia) - Connie Springer smut + fluff

"Promiscuous" by Nelly Furtado - stripper!Nanami smut

"How Do I Breath" by Mario - Eren Yeager angst

"Work Song" by Hozier - Nanami angst + comfort

"Meet Me Halfway" by Black Eyed Peas - Jean Kirstein fluff

"Extra Smooth" by Aaliyah - Suguru Geto smut

"Gimme More" by Britney Spears - Kishibe smut

"Fallin'" by Alicia Keys - Kishibe fluff + angst

"S&M" by Rihanna - Toji Fushiguro smut

"Make You Feel My Love" by Adele - Toji Fushiguro fluff

"Drank In My Cup" by Kirko Bangz - Connie comfort/smut

"Love Never Felt So Good" by Michael Jackson - Nanami fluff

"Mirrors" by Justin Timberlake - Suguru Geto angst + fluff

"Kiss Me" by Sixpence None the Richer - Nanami fluff

"Glamorous" by Fergie - Nanami smut + fluff

"Earned It" by The Weeknd - Levi smut + fluff

"Bad Romance" by Lady Gaga - Toji Fushiguro angst + smut

"Freek-A-Leek" by Petey Pablo - Eren and Jean smut

[speci-society]

Ok so my favorite nonsense no mans sky headcanon i was talking abt earlier is that like. All player travelers exist in-universe and in canon to an extent. Thats not the headcanon thats just the basis for it but you gotta understand that first. But i like to think that human player travelers bring certain aspects of our world to the nms universe, not super literally like objects and ofc with limitations. Im talking like, forms of interaction and such. Possibly why the thumbs up is a universally understood gesture across the universe.

And like, as far as what humans can bring from our world to a simulated digital multiverse i think music is pretty high up there. Everybody loves sharing their favorite music! And like, bytebeat is a thing, you can in fact make music in this game, and give someone a way to make music and theyre gonna make their favorite song thats easy to play. Everybody has one its like your karaoke go-to. Mine is cabinet man btw (my music making go-to not karaoke go-to).

So essentially my hc is that theres certain earth songs that got spread around by travellers just bein themselves and caught on from non travelers, yknow, hearing it. In a way like "what is that youre singing" "oh its Walkin' On The Sun by Smash Mouth here give it a listen" "interesting. Hey, entire rest of the convergence, this is a traveler song that the traveler was singing!" and now everybody in euclid knows of smash mouth

All of this happens exponentially faster in the anomaly. Nada has absorbed so much traveler music that if they ever re-converged, they would shut down the entire convergence trying to spread their enormous library of All Music that Anyone has presented them

And ofc this doesnt fall in line with music trends of today anywhere on earth. Sk8er Boi was just released to them and Superman by Goldfinger and Ring Of Fire Johnny Cash are this week's top charting hit songs (they dont have charts but you know whay i mean). Its all dependant on the traveler and what they like in combination with what resonates with Everyone else

The exception to all this is of course Daft Punk, whose discography was hard coded into the Atlas from the start. Every single korvax is hard-wired to know and respond to Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger

[off-broadway-vriska]

Hello? Hellooooooooo? Is this thing working? Check, 1, 2 , 3. Ah, yes. Here we go! Okay! I know what you're thinking: "Wow Vriska, Avril Lavigne totally made this song for you!" And to that I'd say, you are sooooooo correct! That 8 in the title just SCREAMS Serket!"But OMG Vriska, who's the Sk8er Boi???" Whoever the hell you want!

Without further ado, my first song!

Lyrics:

He was a boy She was a girl Can I make it any more obvious? He was a punk She did ballet What more can I say? He wanted her She'd never tell Secretly she wanted him as well But all of her friends Stuck up their nose They had a problem with his baggy clothes

He was a skater boy She said, "See you later, boy" He wasn't good enough for her She had a pretty face But her head was up in space She needed to come back down to earth

Five years from now She sits at home Feeding the baby, she's all alone She turns on TV Guess who she sees Skater boy rockin' up MTV She calls up her friends They already know And they've all got tickets to see his show She tags along And stands in the crowd Looks up at the man that she turned down

He was a skater boy She said, "See you later, boy" He wasn't good enough for her Now he's a super star Slammin' on his guitar Does your pretty face see what he's worth?

He was a skater boy She said, "See you later, boy" He wasn't good enough for her Now he's a super star Slammin' on his guitar Does your pretty face see what he's worth?

Sorry, girl, but you missed out Well, tough, luck that boy's mine now We are more than just good friends This is how the story ends Too bad that you couldn't see See the man that boy could be There is more that meets the eye I see the soul that is inside

He's just a boy And I'm just a girl Can I make it any more obvious? We are in love Haven't you heard How we rock each other's world

I'm with the skater boy I said, "See you later, boy" I'll be back stage after the show I'll be at a studio Singing the song we wrote About a girl you used to know

I'm with the skater boy I said, "See you later, boy" I'll be back stage after the show I'll be at a studio Singing the song we wrote About a girl you used to know

[dramaticallytrue]

singing to the tune of sk8er boi: "he was a white guy, she was the only other white straight girl around his age in the house, can i make it any more obvious?"

[damailbox]

2003 Radio Disney Music Awards

Disney Adventures, February 2004

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BEST NEW ARTIST (2003: Hilary Duff) 2023 Hilary Duff (66.7%) Stacie Orrico (33.3%) Stevie Brock (0%)

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[karis17love]

opinions on Skater Boy? I personally believe I’m an Albatraoz is singing about her breakup now. And if we go off both maps. Then it appears the breakup was quite messy but in the present day they all seem to be doing well. I’m an Albatraoz is a ballerina and confident in herself and Tyler and Lauren seem happy together.

btw love your memes! They’re the highlight of my day!

I see it like this:

I definitely think the coach from "I'm An Albatraoz" is singing about Lauren. The song is about "Lorry" - the little mouse, who is portrayed, well badly. Lorry definitely fits Lauren as a nickname. Besides, Lauren seems quite short to me, so calling her a mouse would also fit, lol

I think that both coaches are confident, know what they want and were in love with the same guy, Tyler. In "Sk8er Boi", we see Tyler changing, he's not the same boy he was anymore.

I think Tyler was happy in his relationship with ''I'm An Albatraoz'''s coach, but he wasn't completely himself, not like he IS with Lauren, which probably made the breakup much more painful for The Ballerina, and that's why she's so upset with Lauren, because if their relationship was good in her opinion and Tyler still left her for Lauren, like how can you not be mad??

Especially since I think they may have never really liked each other, different characters, etc.

So this is how I see the relationship between these three coaches.

I don't have an opinion on the map itself yet, but I like it! I like that Tyler and Lauren have different levels of difficulty when it comes to this routine, it is definitely a better idea of ​​integrating two dancers at different levels than was done in "Shoutout". The choreography is cool, I love the colors of this map and the coaches' outfits, but also the interactions between them, like for example the whole lifting the other person. It reminds me a lot of the older jd games. I also think it's the perfect map when you need to get rid of excess energy, something like "Happier Than Ever" or "Dharma".

It's not my favorite, but it's definitely a very good map <33

Also- Thank you! Sometimes I wonder if what I add is not too cringe/ if my humor isn't weird or if maybe it's better not to add or remove them, etc., so your words are really nice and important for me💗🥺

[curtsies-from-princess-ashlyn]

There have been so many songs I've had in the back of my head loosely linked to Ricky and Gina, and today's prompt finally gave me an excuse to compile a playlist for them. There's honestly probably more that can be added, but I'm actually quite proud of how many I was able to add to this list!

There are some songs that are from Gina's perspective ("Mastermind", "What if I Love You", "Nobody Love Me Like You"), including her S2 perspective, some from Ricky's ("would you love me now?", "Smoke Slow"), some about their angst that can be from both perspectives ("The Night We Met", "Where's My Love"), and some that are more joyous and celebratory ("Different", "I Just Love You", "Honeybee").

However, the one I really want to highlight is "Nebraska" by Oh Wonder. This was in my top 5 most played in 2021, so I can't believe I didn't think of it until now as a Rina (and especially Gina) coded song, but BOY does it fit them so well. Seriously, go listen to it now and tell me this doesn't perfectly represent and describe Gina Porter and how she feels about Ricky. It touches on the importance of "I love you" but that it shouldn't be a wasted phrase, and the narrator sings about traveling the world but the only place that feels like home is her beloved (who may have also broken her heart).

The other song that I want to talk about briefly is "I Just Love You" by Roo Panes. The feeling and atmosphere the music of this one creates always reminds me of domestic Rina, and the simplicity of the lyrics ("I just love you") reminds me of how Ricky feels for Gina. I also headcanon Gina's middle name is Marie, so the lyrics of the first verse fit, and the second verse sings about they've both had fears of vulnerability ("why are we oh so afraid / of saying something real?"). This contrasts the straightforward conclusion of the chorus, which definitely reminds me of Ricky's resolution, certainty, and directness in "Love You Forever".

[0n1-m0nst3r]

OMG I WAS HUMMING SK8ER BOI AND MY MOM ASKED ME "ARE YOU SINGING JEEPERS CREEPERS" HAHAHAAH

[daily-ish-syndicate-headcanons]

Hihi! It's ✨! It's dye day so have dye day hc!

Niki and techno have a routine. Every 2 weeks they redye with their respective shades of pink(it's the same shade, the vibes are just different). It goes along with many other little activities while they wait for the dye to set. A non exhaustive list:

Karaoke(only once. It was 3am and they made a deal that the videos would NOT see the light of day. Especially when techno sang Sk8er boi for whatever reason.)

Cookie baking

Hand games

Reading

Visiting with the dogs(again, only once. They had to explain the pink streaks on the pups fur from when they got glomped to Phil without letting on their secret. It was really quite hard.)

Arson

Sewing

Cake baking(that only went slightly better than the cookies but the cake was eaten straight from the pan. It's ok, we all do it.)

-✨

AAAAUGH

theyre so silly

i love my little blorbos

also im so sorry but the word “glomped” gave me FLASHBACKS omg

TECHNO SINGING SK8ER BOY AGSKVSJSGSKSH

lowkey goes along with my “techno would be a swiftie” hc that ive never posted here (he would be a swiftie because i’m a swiftie and i project onto him (also SIX DAYS UNTIL SPEAK NOW TAYLOR’S VERSION AAA))

theyre so silly <3

(also sorry for late post part 2 once again i forgor)

[sean-shifted-wake]

ok i’m starting a playlist called “forever bangers” where it’s all songs that a person who was middle school or younger when the song was released will still enjoy and know all the words to when in college. basically songs everyone knows and will sing along to. a few rules. only one song per artist*. songs must be at least 5 years old**. here’s what I have so far:

take me to church (hozier)

wrecking ball (miley cyrus)

starships (nicki minaj)

sk8er boi (avril lavigne)

i love it (icona pop ft. charli xcx)

wake me up (avicii)

safe and sound (capital cities)

glad you came (the wanted)

you make me feel… (cobra starship ft. sabi)

black widow (iggy azalea ft. rita ora)

i write sins not tragedies (panic! at the disco)

welcome to the black parade (my chemical romance)

sugar, we’re goin down (fall out boy)

basket case (green day)

bohemian rhapsody (queen)

uptown funk (mark ronson ft. bruno mars)

all star (smash mouth)

give me everything (pitbull ft. ne-yo, afrojack, and nayer)

yeah! (usher ft. lil john and ludacris)

good 4 u (olivia rodrigo)

misery business (paramore)

rocket man (elton john)

africa (toto)

low (flo rida ft. t-pain)

the devil went down to georgia (the charlie daniels band)

the monster (eminem ft. rihanna)

come on eileen (dexys midnight runners)

mr brightside (the killers)

viva la vida (coldplay)

new rules (dua lipa)

radioactive (imagine dragons)

shut up and dance (walk the moon)

counting stars (onerepublic)

royals (lorde)

bring me to life (evanescence)

party rock anthem (lmfao ft. lauren bennett and goonrock)

the reason (hoobastank)

*it doesn’t count as an artist’s slot if they’re featured

**every 20th song will be a “speculative spot” where i pick a song from the past 5 years that i think is destined to be a forever banger. good 4 u (olivia rodrigo) was my pick. the next one will be blinding lights (the weeknd)

please feel free to suggest more songs i should add. a lot of these initial ones are from when i was 13ish because nostalgia. don’t hate me if your fave isn’t here. i might just have not thought of it

[dolores-hazy]

Uncomplicated by Rory has been stuck in my head all week. It’s way too relatable at parts. I know you could make an awesome poem out of it.

Things were simpler

Before puberty hit me with

Pimples and curves I wanted to hide

When the biggest imposition I could see

Was what I thought other people

Thought of me--so self-conscious yet

Blissed out in ignorance not inferring

How innocent I actually was, playing

Sk8er Boi over and over again

Daydreaming about just a kiss

From my own skater boy crush

I felt so much but still out

Of touch and the biggest rush

Came from riding in cars with

Windows down singing to the radio

At the top of my lungs

Some parts I miss more than I can explain

But others I wouldn't want back for anything

While growing comes with pains and knowing

Takes its toll, I'd rather bear the strain

Than be caught in an unaware undertow