#idk some nostalgia sounds pretty good right about now

[trippin-over-my-fandoms]

What if I wrote a sladiver fanfic

Just for old times sake…

[carmenized-onions]

Tony, Terry, Tommy? | Walk-In Hotfix

synopsis; You get an unexpected call from an old friend in need of an emergency repair. Good thing: that's kind of your whole gig. Bad thing: You've been avoiding the Berzatto family for the past year.

tasting notes; hurt comfort? idk man, he's in a fuckin' freezer. this is gonna be a long slow-burn series. We don't use Y/N here and we've got a very preestablished storyline going on babes. Eat up.

portion; 3.1k+

possible allergies; SEASON 2 FINALE SPOILERS, I've started writing this before Season 3 comes out in June so we're going WAY off canon (unless I'm an oracle), Mikey is gonna be central baby, any tw you require for the bear-- you require for this.

pairing; Carmen 'Carmy' Berzatto & Fem Reader (No pronouns!)

I have not written fanfiction in 5-6 years and once again some goddamn pretty boy just YOINKS me back in. I'm making up my own season three here so I'm kinda flying by the seat of my pants with this series, hopefully it turns out. If it doesn't... C'est la vie, I had fun.

The inciting incident, the thing that pulls you in, and permanently alters the trajectory of your life—                    Is honestly quite boring, because it’s just a phone call from an old friend.

You stare at your screen for what feels like eons but it’s really just a few rings. It’s enough time to frantically search through blankets on your couch for your remote to pause your show— Which might as well be like 10 years of time. You’re heavily debating not answering; what if it’s something heavy? What if a mutual childhood friend died? What if it’s a love or murder confession? What if it’s about the money you owe her? The money she owes you?

Do you really want to take that kind of call? On what’s been a peaceful Friday night? That’s a rarity in your part of Chicago, c’mon. If it’s important, she’ll leave a voicemail... Who are you kidding, she doesn’t leave voicemails— Frankly, it’s bizarre and concerning that she’s calling in the first place instead of spam texting. …Alright, she’s let it get to the fourth ring, she’s probably dead or dying. You need to pick up.

“…Syd?”

She sounds infinitely stressed, but relieved to hear your voice.“Hey, hey, uh—”

There’s a cacophony of yelling, banging, and what you imagine are kitchen noises in the background. Guess she kept to her guns after Sheridan. That’s nice. Or maybe it’s not. Hard to tell.

“Are you good?” She can’t see the concern on your face or your free arm crossing over your waist— But she can imagine it in the worried lilt of your voice.

“Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah— I-I’m good— Well actually, no, I’m not good, that’s why I’m calling. Actually. Sorry. I know it’s been a minute, it’s fucked up to call only when I need something—”

“Syd.”

“Is your dad still a handy-man?”

Ah. Goodbye peaceful Friday night. Hello emergency hotfix services.

You click your teeth, “Oh, no, he retired. Got a case of… Getting fucking old disease.” But a part of you is relieved it’s a thing that’s broken, and not her. This is at least manageable— Whatever it is.

“Fuck. Okay. Fuck. Ha, yeah, my dad’s got that too— Well, okay, then I’ll talk—”

You’re quick to jump in. “I took over the business though. So, if you’re—" “We need help so bad right now.”

You can’t help but laugh at the speed of it, but immediately feel guilty hearing the desperation in it. “Yeah? Who’s we?”

You stick the cellphone in the crux of your neck, already walking across your apartment to throw on your jumpsuit— Dark navy blue, elbow length sleeves, dad’s old logo embroidered on your right breast pocket.

CHICAGO’S KINDEST ⚒ FIXERS & CO. It’s managed to grow on you.

There’s an egregious number of patches ironed or sewn onto the back and shoulders of it. All from businesses you and your father had either worked with or done odd jobs for. A NASCAR jumpsuit, but for nostalgia and small businesses. Something something ‘it all starts with your neighbourhood’. Your dad would say.

Syd continues, she hasn’t changed much. You hear her sharp dicing in the background, the rhythm seems to calm down into an actual flow instead of erratic speed. You figure either the dinner rush is starting to slow down or she’s relieved you’re coming. Who are you being humble for, no shot it’s the former.

“So, you know how I’m like— Like a chef and shit?”

 You hum the affirmative, putting her on speakerphone so you can pull out your tool kit with both hands.

“So like, I actually co-own this restaurant opening tonight.”

“Oh nice!”

“Yeah— Yeah, yeah, it’s really nice, but actually, it’s not, because it’s bad.”

“In the way I can fix?”

“In the way you can fix, yeah. Hopefully.”

“What’s the damage?”

“So, my co-owner uh, Carmen, he got locked in the walk-in. Like trapped.”

You take a beat, a confused one. Half-stepping, almost tripping. You stare at your tools, picking out what you’ll actually need for this— How the fuck— “How is he trapped in the walk-in?”

“So, he meant to call to get it fixed—” “And he didn’t?” “And he didn’t.”

“What was broke about it in the first place?”

“The doorknob on the inside, broke off. And right now, or, more like, 5 minutes ago, the handle on the outside broke off too.”

“Fuck.”

“Yeah, fuck.”

“Do you have the outside handle, still?”

“Yeah. Yeah, laying around somewhere— It snapped off though, like—”

“Clean?”

“Uh…. Y’know, I would check, but I’m actually kinda—"

“Can we run table 36, please, Chefs?!” Now that’s an uncomfortably familiar voice.

“Yes, Chef! …I’m kinda busy.”

“Right. Restaurant. Oh, what fucking restaurant? You said Carmen, that’s that fuckin’ Michelin guy, right?” Berzatto. It has to be. The smallness of this world is a personal prank on you.

“…How do you know that?” Son of a bitch.

“…I try to remember what you like.” It’s a good save, but that was too intimate for 3 years of no contact besides Happy Birthday texts, fuck fuck, recover— “Ahem, uh, Restaurant?”

“The Bear. Formerly The Beef. You do still live in Chicago, right?”

Berzatto. Confirmed. Bleh.

“Fortunate for you, I do. I know The Beef, I’m not far, I’ll be there in ten. Tell him to not have a panic attack, if you get a minute.”

“I will not get a minute. But I love the dream.”

And you’re off. Jumpsuit half zipped over what was supposed to be a sleep shirt but is now posthumously a work shirt. Nobody has to know you’re wearing pajama shorts under this. Carhartt jacket thrown over your shoulders— Your dad’s, so, a bit oversized. Toolbox in hand, utility belt on— Though you’re mildly sure if your hypothesis is right, you will only need your threateningly long sledgehammer.

Thank God for your car. CTA would not like you right now.

You pull up front. Oh boy. The sign change is making you feel a type of way that you were not expecting. Pride? Envy? All seven of the deadly sins? Maybe. No time to stew on it because there’s an older woman smoking and having an emotional spat with who you assume is her shivering son out front. So. Definitely going through the back alley instead of getting in the middle of that shit.

Alas, it’s not any better, because there’s Syd, vomiting next to a dumpster.

“Better to ignore or acknowledge you in this moment?” Is the response you decide is best, despite the question, you’re already by her side. You put your tools down (out of the splash zone) and rub her back with one hand, holding back straying braids with the other.

“I couldn’t—” More vomit. “Fuckin’ tell ya.” Syd takes a few deep breathes before standing. She considers going in for a hug, but remembers, the vomit. “Good to see you. I want to catch up, f’real, but—” “The bear in the walk-in?” “The bear in the walk-in.”

You nod, fishing through your pocket. You hand her a mini container of Tums. She waves it off, of course, and you double down, of course, “Who you acting tough for?”

“Fuckin… No one.” She grimaces, taking the box. She makes a show of taking one, like a fussy kid.

You refuse to take it back. “Keep it.”

“Never stopped being the mom friend, eh?”

You laugh, picking up your tools again. “Listen, there’s no telling what the night and your stomach holds. Lead the way?”

The Bear is pretty, or at least the kitchen of it is, so far. It’s clean. Cleaner than it used to be. The death trap walk-in is really the only eyesore for you. You stare at the broken-off handle in your hand, twisting it back and forth to look at all the angles. It’s honestly a pretty clean break.

Sydney’s left to talk to her dad, as she should, and the rest of the kitchen is either too busy to pay you mind or is just silently relieved to see you.

Tina— Who has thankfully opted to not say ‘Hey, good to see you, it’s been a year, what the fuck’—Taps the walk-in door and says to this elusive Michelin Carmen that she’ll be right back, that help’s here. He does not seem to register this at all. She gently slaps your cheek before rushing back to her station, regardless.

“Maybe I’m just not built for this, maybe, maybe that’s okay— Maybe that just is.”

You’ve never said his name to him, it feels heavy on your tongue. “Carmen.”

“Right? What the fuck was I thinking?”

Alright, he’s too far gone. You flag down one of the cooks that are just shadowing for the night. “Hey, can you hold this in place for me?”

You stick the handle into what’s left of the hinge still attached to the door, which is, not much— But hopefully, again, if your hypothesis is correct, it’ll give enough leverage. The cook holds it in place, a little terrified as your sledgehammer comes into view.

“Not gonna hit you, promise.”

“—I’m a fuckin’ psycho. That’s why. That’s why I’m good at what I do.”

You tap (bang) the hammer on the door, enough to stop his train of thought. For a second, at least. “Sweetheart, I need you to stand up for me, Carmen Chef Sir.”

“…Tony?”

“...Who the fuck is Tony?”

The meek cook beside you speaks up, “He means Tommy.”

And Tina is quick to yell from across the kitchen— hearing how? We don’t know. “It’s Terry!”

“I am none of these people.” You sigh, readying the hammer. “Carmen, can you stand up, and just tuck your fingers in the wedge of the door? If there is one?”

“Heard. Yeah.” There’s shuffling from in there, getting into position. Though the steps and the words seem dazed, as he’s forced out of a mental fog. “Here.”

“This isn’t a fix by the way. Your whole door is fucked after this. Not that it isn’t already, but, y’know.” You back up, teeing yourself up before running forward.

“Well, wait—”

You slam the mallet into the tip of the handle perfectly, forcing it way too tight into the gap of the hinge. You push the cook aside with your hip, now using the long handle of the mallet to stick between the knob and the door, using it as further leverage to pull it open. It is incredibly straining.

“Carmy!” Is it okay to say that nickname before you’ve even seen his face? Eh. You’re moving the boulder, he’ll forgive you. “You feel air?!”

“Holy shit— Yeah, yeah— Push?!” “Of course fucking push!”

And it becomes apparent in this exchange of force that this Head Chef must be significantly stronger than you, because it’s opening a lot faster now. Though, fast is a strong word for the snail pace this is happening at. But it’s more than the nothing that was happening a minute ago.

“Aye… Cousin?” Richie, in a… suit? Runs up to you, coming from front of house. He immediately grabs a free spot on the sledgehammer’s handle to help pull. He was shocked to see you doing, well, this, right now, but then upon registering, he’s just shocked to see you. Period.

You can only groan in response, sticking a leg up and putting your foot on the wall as if it’s gonna add meaningful leverage— Oh wait, it kinda is. “Y'clean up good, Rich— Opening going—Fuck— well?”

“Oh yeah, fucking peachy.” He can only manage to wheeze in reply. Investing his strength in yanking rather than reintroductions; thankfully it pays off.

The hinge shoots open, you would have absolutely fallen on your ass if Richie was not ready to stabilize you. The walk-in door cracks open. Just a bit. It’s not dramatic, it’s just a breath.

It’s so anti-climactic that Richie doesn’t mind walking off to cheer before Carmen even comes out. Clapping your back as he does. “That’s what I like to fuckin’ see, Cousin! Ingenuity!”

Though, to be fair, he’s moving to intercept a very sweet looking, worried girl. You look up at her, wheezing as you keel over slightly to catch your breath, hands on your knees. She’s saying something along the lines of ‘What’s going on?’ ‘Is he okay?’ Girlfriend? Probably. Richie seems to be coaxing her accordingly. You turn your head back to the door. Carmen hasn’t come out yet. That’s a red flag. With another wheeze, you stand up right, opening the door further, peeking in.

He's standing there, catatonic. Not looking at you, but straight forward, beyond you. He must’ve been by the door to push it open but now he’s stumbled against the back shelf. Every time his girl’s voice manages to ring into here, his eyes crinkle— Wince. His breath keeps hitching. He looks afraid. It is better to be caged right now than it is to be out there, doing whatever he could be doing, right now. Talking to anyone might be a death sentence, right now.

“I don’t need to provide amusement or enjoyment. I don’t need to receive any amusement or enjoyment. I’m completely fine with that.” He mumbles repeatedly. You can barely hear it over the buzzing of the freezer.

Whispering it just for himself, like some sort of fucked up mantra. Like it’s a state of inner peace to feel this bad. You doubt he even sees you right now.

You know you don’t know Carmy personally. Mostly just through hearsay.

He’s never met or heard of you, that’s for sure.

But you know Berzattos. Or. Knew the one.

And you know a downward spiral. Intimately.

And you know that right now, he’s fucking cold. He is shivering and making no move to leave that state. You think he thinks that’s the state he deserves to stay in.

Nothing to lose but a good first impression, right? You drop a screwdriver in the doorway as a doorstop— Because how fucking dumb would it be if you both got stuck? And. Extremely slowly, you approach him not unlike approaching an actual captive bear. In your eyes, you might as well be.

Standing right in front of him doesn’t stop his mantra. You slip your jacket off, half hugging him to drape it over his shoulders. “You’re just cold.”

“I’m a—” “You’re just. Cold.” You cut him off before he has the chance to self-deprecate again, smoothing out the sleeves on him. His eyes readjust to actually look at you rather than somewhere beyond.

You sniff. You’re already cold and it’s been 30 seconds. This poor thing. You rub your hands together, breathing hot air into them before touching them to his frigid fucking face. “Fuck you’re really cold. Like danger cold.”

Never being one for boundaries or hesitation, you hug yourself to him. It’s the fastest way to warm him up. You slip your hands under the jacket— Your jacket— And just engulf the Italian Popsicle Man before you.

Shockingly, he doesn’t push you off or suddenly reawaken to his senses and tell you to fuck off. He doesn’t flinch, if anything he leans in. His body doesn’t really have time for surprise, right now, it just takes what it needs. And what it needs is warmth and oxytocin. His breathing slowly but surely self regulates, and once you start to remember decorum you lower your arms— But. He opts to place his chin on your shoulder, like the world’s most gentle hook, and that alone is enough to keep you there.

It's a long, silent, liminal spacey moment before he speaks again. Both of you speak just above the decibel of the freezer's buzzing.

“You’re not Tony.”

“Terry.”

“You’re Terry?”

“No, Tina said Tony’s Terry. I don’t know who the fuck Terry is.”

“Terry’s the fridge guy.”

“You’re still going to need to call him; I did just make it worse.”

“That’s fine.” He swallows. “Who called you?”

“Syd.”

“Should’ve called you earlier.”

“Should’ve called the fridge guy earlier.”

“Yeah.” He sighs, but he makes no move to move, so you don’t either.

“You know Mikey too?”

Ah. The patch. The Beef. It's worn, but it sits proudly on the left shoulder of your jumpsuit. Your heart tightens and so does your posture.

“Yeah.” You sigh. It’s shakier than you’d like it to be. “Dad knew him, so then I knew him, so then I occasionally fixed shit for him. Shit that ‘Fak couldn’t?’ I think his name was?”

“Hm.” He hums. “He ever got locked in the walk-in?”

“Yeah, he really fucked it up, like waayy worse than whatever happened with you tonight. Like whatever happened. At least 10 times worse.” Your voice is coated with sarcasm, but it’s not entirely untrue.

You’re relieved, when Carmen laughs at this, a touch maniacally, but it’s something. Right now, any emotion from him besides regret and anxiety feels like a trophy. He straightens up, pushing his hair back, so you remove your arms.

“You’re fuckin’ funny, Tony.”

“Still not Tony.”

“Oh my god!” A blonde, very pregnant woman cracks the door open, relieved. “Are you okay, Bear?” You step aside so she can hug Carmen, holding his cheeks to look over him. Oh, this has to be—

“I’m good, I’m great, Sug.” He says this incredibly unconvincingly, hanging one hand on her wrist.

But what matters more in your brain right now is: That’s Sugar. Natalie.

And now you can put a face to both siblings you’ve been bitched about to.

Chain-smoker, means well, cringeworthy husband, too good for her family, incredibly judgemental, cares too much and worries more, loves to fight, her mother’s daughter, pushy, sticks her foot in her mouth, can’t take no for an answer, would lay down her life. Natalie Berzatto. Little sister.

Michelin Star retaining, big shot, sensitive, definitely a virgin, ball buster, sweats the small stuff, sweetheart, asshole, incredibly smart, flighty, coward, deeply loyal, whiny, screamer, show-off, fantastic drawer, shell, mister new york, annoyingly humble, undeniably the most talented. Carmen Berzatto. Baby brother.

Mikey’s words. Of course.

Nat turns her gaze over to you, “Thank you.” You can only bring yourself to nod in reply, a bit awkward— Lost in your rolodex of memories of the people you’ve never actually met until right now. It’s weird to feel parasocial about a normal person.   

“Our toilet, exploded.” She says.

Now that pulls out you of it, and gets a laugh out of you. You put your hand over your mouth. “Yeah?”

Sugar shakes her head, eyes widening like she’s just stepped in it, “I didn’t mean like— Like, you just did a job, right, that’s like tacking on another last-minute service—”

“That’s fine.” You put a hand up stopping her from continuing, still chuckling. “I’ll take a look at it tonight and try to fix it tomorrow?”

She nods, smiling bright, “Thank you, Tommy.”

Who needs to use Y/N when you have the fridge guy?

I so desperately hope you liked this first chapter. I've been stewing on this for like a week so I beg of you to reply/reblog/send me an ask (anon or not!!) telling me what you thought!! Unless it's mean!! In which case, do NOT!!!

And just a forewarning, as we step into uncharted territory where the walk-in meltdown was cut short, I need you to hold my hand through it bb. We're making this man's life better or we're gonna die trying.

Next Part

[according2thelore]

2023 top five!

@preseriesdean thought it would be fun for artists/authors/creators to post their favorite five creations this year, and i agree! it can be anything: your favorite posts, fics, art, edits, fanvids, anything!

i saw some folks turning this into a tag game, so here are some tags! @deanwinchesterpregnant @dyed-red @mercette @crucifysam @weirdbrothers @togethertogethersoulmates @pookeenpie

if you end up doing it, pls tag me! i'd love to see y'all's works! :)

-lizzy

so in no particular order, here are the five fics i liked the best/am the most proud of!

considering that everything i’ve written on this account (240k words of it good lord) was published since february 23rd, i’ve got a lot to work with!

i was in the fandom back in 2012-2013 until 2016-2017, and when i rewatched it recently with some friends, i realized just how many words and feelings had been broiling since. i wrote a LOT for spn back in the day (not published, just for the pure joie de vivre), but everything on the ao3 is completely new since feb!

1. tell me, why are you still so afraid?

or, the "what do you want, sam?" fic. this one might be a surprise! it did moderately well, but i'm really happy with it! i love writing weechesters/pre-series, and i hope this fic did them justice! it hit a lot of points i liked, and i had so much fun writing it!! i'm proud of it! :)

2. you're pretty when you don't speak

or, sam's wife pov. i was shocked!!! aghast!!! frankly agog!!! at how much folks loved this one! i had the idea in the shower of all places, lmao, just the idea that wait, being sam's wife must be so lonely. it was not the usual fare (and written in second-person pov), so i was expecting it to gently and quietly flop. but no! i wrote this fic in two sittings at one a.m. the night before a paleopathology exam, so i'm shocked any of it was coherent in the morning. thank you, dear reader, if you interacted w it at all! :)

3. romans 3:10-11

ahh, romans. to other folks that write, this was one of those fics that scratched in my bones until i sat down and wrote it all out. does that sound pretentious? it was stifling; it was all i could think about. even now, i look back on it and feel like there are things that are missing, extended scenes and extra themes that i wished i had teased out. the response was overwhelming and positive and i'm so glad you lot liked it! if you ever want more...idk...lemme know...

4. we didn't get it right, but love we did our best

or, the Heaven fic! this one took awhile to make, and a lot out of me to do! it's the longest fic i've made this year, by a lot! the planning process was a lot of fun (even though charlotte was mostly asleep), and i even colour-coded themes and turning points i wanted to include. the sense of accomplishment when it was done was a great part of this year!

5. there's no such thing as a clean break, when your heart starts bleeding out

or, the stanford!era fic where dean bleeds out on the highway and decides to not tell sam about it. one of my favorite things to write is a character getting more and more out of it as they lose control (or blood), and this one was a fun challenge! i love stanford!era dean, because he's so mangled and angry and sad. i feel like that one tweet that william shatner posted where he said ELECTROCUTE HIM!!! this also feels the most like the things i wrote back in 2014, so it brings nostalgia :,)

this was WAY harder than i thought! i loved and was so proud of so much of my work this year! a top ten would be easier, but i'm happy with this list!

thank YOU for reading! :)

we are holding hands now and there's nothing you can do to stop it. y'all keep this up and we might even have to stare lovingly into each other's eyes.

[liquidstar]

Ok so, I have only ever watched one episode of Adventure Time, and it was on a hotel room TV, in terrible hindi dub, and I barely remember it on account of being 10(?) but it horrified me.

I remember the MCs trying to get Ice King a girlfriend or something, but he keeps being a gross asshole so they take him to a lake and point at some swans to try and explain love to him. They point to two swans kissing like ':D' and he's like 'ewww' and then the male swan suCKS IN AND EATS THE FEMALE and IK's like ':)))' while the boys stare in horror.

IDR how the episode ended or how much I watched, but I remember thinking 'wow american cartoons are hardcore. I'm sticking to pirated pokemon from now on.'

And you are telling me that show had lesbians in it leter????

oh my god im so sorry but imagining you watching that swan scene as a 10 year old is so fucking funny, i can understand why you stuck with pirated pokemon LOL

adventure time is absolutely very fucked up in a lot of different ways. the early seasons leaned into that type of absurd shit you just described a lot more especially. while the later ones actually started getting more existential and building on the worlds lore.

there wasnt exactly a focused plot, per say. i mean, there was, but it wasnt something methodical and planned out, it was played by ear. and i think it really worked. the way they did it turned out a really cool magic system (based on the idea that reality is just collective perception, and magic users are aware of this and can manipulate perception ergo reality. but the more cosmic knowledge you have the more insane or depressed you become etc especially if youre mortal), and also cool world building (it takes place in a post apocalypse after a nuclear war, now far into the future the face of the earth has completely changed but the horrors unleashed still impact it today), and also a lot of really amazing themes (the world is always changing and nothing is ever permanent, but no matter how things change things also stay the same, in a different way. especially where bonds and love are concerned. everything stays.)

and YEAH there are lesbians (i mean i always hc marcy as bi but still). and they also come from the shows improvisational nature. theres a lot of genuinely really amazing relationships and plotpoints born out of that to me. like, as the show starts to get a lot more thematically dense later on it can seem like a weird shift. some ppl say it got pretentious over time bc its not as goofy (its still pretty goofy lol), but i think it worked... like... perfectly.

because its a coming of age story where the main character actually ages, it actually feels so right that the world around him begins to seem different too. it makes sense that when he was 12 we were doing stupid goofy adventures, when he was 15 we were watching him deal with a lot of really fucked up trauma, and when he was 17 we watched him learn to grow as a person who thinks beyond simple terms of good and evil.

i know im tottaaallly rambling at this point but theres really an insane amount to talk about with adventure time. the timeline alone is ridiculous. but mostly i think my passion comes down to the fact that i was also growing up with the story, always around the same age as the mc going through similar stuff... even now, the story is focusing on a depressed 20-something trying to find whimsy in her life again. and technically the last episode timeline-wise is about accepting death lol

so like idk how exactly id recommend it to a new viewer, its really possible that a lot of ppl wont be able to really tolerate the early seasons as adults (i mean, i think theyre charming, but i have nostalgia goggles lol). that being said i think that its a series totally worth a shot for everyone... eventually. if it sounds interesting you just gotta accept the goofiness at first and trust that youre in for something wild in a totally different way later on. and totally unique and cool and special in a way nothing else has really been able to capture for me since.

TL;DR: no yeah the show was incredibly fucked up and that swan did eat that other swan. but it does have themes and also lesbians.

[mono-socke]

soft asks to get to know people

what song makes you feel better?

what’s your feel-good movie?

what’s your favorite candle scent?

what flower would you like to be given?

who do you feel most you around?

say three nice things about yourself (three physical and three non-physical).

what color brings you peace?

tag someone (or multiple people) who make you feel good. 

what calms you down?

what’s something you’re excited for?

what’s your ideal date?

how are you?

what’s your comfort food?

favorite feel-good show?

for every emoji you get, tag someone and describe them in one word.

compliment the person who sent you this number.

fairy lights or LED lights?

do you still love stuffed animals?

most important thing in your life?

what do you want most in the world right now?

if you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

what would you say to your future self?

favorite piece of clothing?

what’s something you do to de-stress?

what’s the best personal gift someone could give you (playlist, homemade card, etc.)

what movie would you want to live in?

which character would you want to be?

hugs or hand-holding?

morning, afternoon or night?

what reminds you of home (doesn’t have to mean house… just things that remind you of the feeling of home)?

I ddon't really know if you want to know only specific ones or like,, everything?? but I'm bored so uhh, have all answers

'Ain't no man Manhattan' (Anthony Rapp) or 'Party Hat' (Eric William Morris and Lauren Marcus)

Hotzenplotz. Specifically the 2006 version)

I don't really like candles, but my favourite scent overall is probably,, freshly baked things (??)

Dandelions (I'm not a big fan of flowers in general (well, they do look really cool and planting them is awesome, but I don't want to recieve bouquets as a gift), but they're fine)

My best friend(s), for sure

uhhh, let me think. physically: 1 my eyes look pretty cool (the pupils at least), 2 I have like,, kinda talented hands,, I guess?? 3 I have very expressive eyes and eyebrows and it's fun to watch myself act emotions sometimes. non-physically: I can draw pretty well (in my opinion) 2 I can accomplish/finish stuff pretty quickly if I actually want to, 3 I have a very good memory

Green

very nervous about tagging people but like,, everyone who interacts with my blog or me in general regularly

Music. or being aggressive (to no one directly, more to myself about some topic that pisses me off) for a few minutes to let out energy

Summer vacation and watching Dear Evan Hansen in october

Watching some sort of musical/play together and talking about it afterwards

Kinda tired and warm, but pretty okay overall

Idrk. Chocolate, I guess??

The Big Bang Theory (I always watched it when I was younger, so I suppose it has something to do with nostalgia, and because I still like most characters)

?

(oh this is one of those messages usually sent around on what's app, but since the ask is anon I can't do that)

Fairy Lights, but with other themes,, like,, bat ones for halloween (if that makes sense)

Of course I do. I don't really buy any for myself anymore, but I still have a few from when I was younger and I don't think I'll get rid of them anytime soon

My friends and their happiness (as sappy as that sounds)

Getting a proper sleep rhythm /hj (tbh, I'm not sure. being able to stand on stage more probably. it's really fun but there are barely any options for that around here)

Don't just fucking sit there in silence and complain. That's not how it works.

Please tell me you stayed in contact with the other three.

A purple plaid shirt to wear opened over t-shirts (idk why either, it just looks cool and I like purple)

Playing with literally anything my hands can grab

It's not really something physical, and if it were, it'd just be a handwritten card with some sort of inside joke. I think the best thing people can tell me is that I'm inspiring them to do something (or stuff like that)

I don't watch that many movies, but I think 'Fak ju Göthe' would be fun

Good old SQUIP or Lucas Gray (or David. Depends)

With close friends, hugs. With others, both are relatively the same

Night

Having cats running around me (I grew up with cats around me constantly, I'm pretty used to that)

Well uh,, now you know a bit about me?? I guess?? Do with this information as you want

[deprivedmusicaljunkie]

K NOW *YOU* HAVE TO RANK MIDNIGHTS. AND 1989. AND LOVER.

ELLIE YOURE KILLING ME. THREE ALBUMS ????

i was born in 1989

new romantics - idk why but this song is soooooo addicting. the way the music sounds should feel annoying to me but it just feels really nostalgic and fun instead (which is kinda how i feel about the whole album).

wonderland - i’m totally biased bc when i heard the lyric about the green eyes i immediately thought of wolflet…

style - love the screambility. love the very unsubtle reference to harry. love the lyric good girl faith and a tight little skirt.

blank space - boyssssss only want love if it’s torture… dontttt say i didn’t SAY I DIDNT WARN YAAAAAAAA (so it’s gonna be forever—)

wildest dreams - i don’t think there’s anything specific i like about this song, but i remember only liking this one on my first 1989 listen.

shake it off - this song is. lowkey pretty good. my anthem in third grade.

i know places - do not like the intro but i do like her riff on hiiiIIIiIiiIiide.

bad blood - will forever associate this song with that concert moment. ykwim

out of the woods - archer vibes. makes me anxious.

clean - iconic but i don’t get how this is some people’s favorite ts song.

i wish you would - it’s. fine

welcome to new york - not my favorite but not bad for an album opener.

this love - the whiplash i get from hearing this song right before i know places??

all you had to do was stay - nope. sorry. i don’t like the high-pitched stay. why is her voice up there.

you are in love - not my jam tbh but it has fairy godmother talking to cinderella vibes.

how you get the girl - F TIER. BOTTOM OF THE LIST. THE LOVE INTEREST IS TOXIC.

you’re my lover

lover - i kinda want to tie it with cruel summer but imo it’s a little better. i love the dreaminess and simplicity and the BRIDGE is just chefs kiss (even though my heart breaks a little whenever i listen to it after seeing a clip of her performing it live after the breakup).

cruel summer - clenches fist with the fact that i will never be able to scream the bridge at an eras concert

the man - WHATS IT LIKE TO BRAG ABOUT RAKING IN DOLLARS AND GETTING BITCHES AND MODELS

london boy - as an immigrant this song to me is about like. finding your home in someone else’s culture. and also kinda exploring your own? idk i am so projecting but this song makes me think of that so that’s why it’s higher up than it should be.

the archer - the BUILDUPPP GIRLY WHERE ARE YOU GOING

death by a thousand cuts - even though it’s a breakup song it still sounds very lovey dovey for some reason?? whatever love the bridge (i keep saying that—).

cornelia street - STOP YOURE LOSING ME

paper rings - AND I WOULDNT MARRY ME EITHER

miss americana and the heartbreak prince - very sweet but i have yet to watch the documentary

afterglow - sorry for ranking this so low but like. is it really that good

false god - i don’t listen to this song very much but the religious imageryyyy.

i think he knows - very sweet but sounds too similar to cornelia street imo so it didn’t really stand out to me. 

you need to calm down - it’s giving supportive white mom at pride.

it’s nice to have a friend - so cute but i wish they actually. stayed friends

daylight - how can i listen to this song normally anymore?

i forgot that you existed - i mostly listen to this song for nostalgias sake but other than that it’s. pretty mid

ME! - despite its low ranking it’s really not as bad as people make it out to be, it’s just that the rest of the songs are too good.

soon you’ll get better - i feel so bad for putting this song at the bottom but. it’s just okay

meet me at midnights

paris - I WANNA BRAINWASH YOU INTO LOVING ME FOREVER

would’ve could’ve should’ve - rips john mayer into pieces

the great war - insert bloody stick man meme

you’re on your own, kid - gut wrenching.

maroon - DO NOT. expect me to listen to what is basically an aged job red and act normally

anti-hero - this song is so funny like wtf 😭

dear reader - this song makes me feel like she’s my mom

question…? - once again in love with the bridge.

sweet nothing - oh, domestic love. oh, humming in the kitchen.

snow on the beach - I LOVE THE MORE LANA DEL RAY VERSION (also on my first listen of this album i remember not liking any of the songs except for this one lmao).

karma - THIS SONG IS ALSO SO FUNNY BUT I LOVE IT. karma is a cat ??? my mom hates this one though.

bejeweled - KNOW YOUR WORTH!! this music video is one of my faves.

high infidelity - taylor is writing too many songs about cheating. they’re all blurring together

vigilante shit - this song is lowkey hilarious like. girly thought she did something

lavender haze - good opener and it sounds cool on a record player.

mastermind - cinder vibes!

midnight rain - yk i never knew that some people thought it was about lautner? that would make sense actually. anyway this song is good but really mid as a title(?) track

bigger than the whole sky - not the best 3 am track

glitch - this is just okay??

labyrinth - sorry ellie i know this was your number one but 🥲

[peonierose]

Primrose sounds super intriguing! I suspect it might be a travel fic?? Idk I just get very travel vibes from it lol

And you've got to tell me more about Waffle House! Is it fluffy, is it sweet, is it angsty, the people gotta know lmao!

But peonie, like just wow, i love your WIP titles so much. They just give me "summer, beachy" vibes, with a hint of 2010s nostalgia. Love them all so much!

Mads 💚

Here are little snippets from Primrose and Waffle House 😉 Fyi primrose might be something different than you’d expect. Waffle House so far is pretty fluffy. But it’s in the early stages so it could change 🥰😅

Really? Oh my gosh thank you. I always just go with my gut when it comes to titles 🥰 So you saying you love them means a lot really.

Thank you so much for asking me about my wip 💚

Primrose

Book: Open Heart

Summary: Bryce and Ethan go to a sex dungeon. Bonding over drinks.

Luna knows the owner, Madame Rose, because she did an art piece for her for free. It’s now on full display when you enter the dungeon.

Madame Rose was so happy and thankful she told Lunes she can come and visit the dungeon anytime she wants. Even bring some friends.

Being a dominatrix isn’t just dressing sexy and knowing a thing or two about pleasure. These are people too. Who enjoy this kind of pleasure. Which I respect a lot. We’re all beautiful and unique in our own way. Dressing in leather and being dominant? Why the heck not.

I sigh and stare at my phone. I can practically hear Luna say:

”Call Ethan and ask him to go out for some drinks.“ I grin and take my phone.

I dial Ethans cell thinking 9 pm isn’t too late. Hopefully he didn’t go to bed already. I make myself more comfortable on my bed. It rings and rings. I’m about to hang up when after a couple of seconds I hear a deep frustrated male voice.

“I hope you have a good reason for calling right now Lahela,“ Ethan sounds frustrated.

I hear some rustling and a frustrated female voice in the background. I smile wider.

“Hi Hayley. Did I interrupt your little love fest? Yeah sorry not sorry. Also I feel really touched you recognized my number Ramsey,“ I say grinning against the phone.

“I’d really like to enjoy some time with my wife without you interrupting us,“ he says and I grin again. It’s so easy to get a rise out of him. Though I feel a teensy bit bad for interrupting his sexy times with his wife.

“I can call you back in five minutes. It won’t take you longer than that right?“ I tease Ethan

Waffle House

Book: Open Heart

Pairing: Luna Auclair x Ethan Ramsey

Summary: Luna and Bryce spend some time together with their kids at the Waffle House.

Both Kehlani and Alaia let out excited squeals.

”I think it sounds like a great idea babe.“ I say.

Lani turns in her chair and looks up at me with her big brown eyes.

”Why do you say babe, daddy?“

I lean down and kiss the top of Lanis head.

”I say that because I love your mom.“

”Can we say babe too?“

I grin. At the age of three Lani and Rosie are two very curious little girls.

”That’s reserved for me Lani.“

She sighs and Alaia grins at her, which makes Lani smile again.

We switch and I take over to braid Alaia’s hair.

Luna whispers.

”They’re way to assertive. That’s your side of the genes.“

I chuckle.

”Don’t forget good-looking.“ I wink.

”I swear your ego swells every time.“

I laugh hard and cover Lanis ears with my hands. Luna does the same with Rosie.

”You gotta know that I was going to make a dirty joke after what you said.“

Luna rolls her eyes.

”Let me guess. Something else swells too.“

I can’t resist to give her a kiss.

”You know me too well Lunes.“

She grins and winks at me.

[archived-and-moving]

keefe and/or sokeefe <33

oh summer.... sorry you're getting a 1989 song too it's just kind of what they are to me.

hmm let's do my boy Keefe first though!

No Lullaby by SIAMES

What's the meaning when you have a broken home, home, home?

Where's the love when you were left on your own?

So alone.

//

Who said you're on your own?

First mood of Keefe Sencen: get this man some found family right the fuck now. Idk! I think that this song is such a good representation of Keefe's mentality on stuff.

He thinks of himself as broken and unlovable, and pushes the people who care most about him away. He doesn't recognize his achievements and what he's done and who he's around because of the way he's been raised.

He doesn't know how to love or be loved because he believes himself to be alone.

So I think that's why the last line of this song, the 'who said you're on your own?' is so important. He deserves to be loved more than anything.

Just a nice little comfort that he's getting in these later canon books for ya.

Toes by Glass Animals

I'm a man, I'm a twisted fool

My hands are twisted too

//

All I ever want

Is breaking me apart

It's really important to me that we acknowledge that Keefe does have a side to him that's less morally correct. I think he deserves to be selfish and anything that says he isn't fucked up is so wrong.

He's a poor little meow meow and I think he should be unhealthy. That's all. This song's sound captures that so much more than a lot of the lyrics do, but I still think these lyrics do it pretty well. He tries to be mysterious mysterious and he's fucked up and the delivery shows that.

Head Full Of Doubt/Road Full Of Promise by The Avett Brothers

And there was a kid with a head full of doubt

So I'll scream til I die and the last of those bad thoughts are finally out.

//

There's a darkness upon me that's flooded in light

And I'm frightened by those who don't see it

This song is so very special to me, and it goes to Keefe because of how much I project onto him /hj

In reality it's just such a powerful song to me. It's so moving and reflective and that's the way I want Keefe's arc to go. To be able to grow and change and turn around to see how far he's come. He hasn't made it, but he's getting there.

He's alive, and he's loved, and that's what he needs.

Ok! Sokeefe!!

This Love by Taylor Swift

Your kiss, my cheek

I watched you leave

Your smile, my ghost

//

When you're young, you just run

But you come back to what you need

I was going to apologize but no! 1989 by Taylor Swift and Sokeefe give me the same vibes so I will not say sorry. Both the ship and this album are some kind of nostalgia for me. Like driving in a car during summer, all of your worries and regrets vanishing as you try to let everything you've been through wash away.

Sokeefe to me is that heavy feeling you get in August. It's that sweet smile that turns sad, it's watching the sun go down ignoring that it'll come back up again and what comes next. They're taking the moment to laugh instead of to cry. They remind themselves that there is something good and carefree in this world.

Soap by The Oh Hellos

I think that you're worth keeping around

I think that you're worth holding onto

//

It's gonna hurt like hell

But we're gonna be well

I'll give you my best shot

They just! Idk they're joyous and they're so much more than romantic. That's what I love about sophie and keefe. I think they're so much more than a romantic relationship could ever give them. They are best friends and worst enemies and when they look into the mirror they see one another. They counter act each other. They are just. Idk man!

Either way, this song is just so uplifting but also there's something about it. Just reminds me of them.

[yourfriendanniefish]

live tumbling ATUM Act II

avalanche— a cute intro in which the oroboros is formed; the influence the smashing pumpkins had on M83 folds back into what "a smashing pumpkins album" is in 2023. that's funny. this song is Just Okay— i am trying to bring myself to enjoy the fact that billy corgan sings the word "cybernaut" is pop-conviction. good for him! it's starting to feel like "the smashing pumpkins" are just billy and whoever is doing background vocals

empires— hey it's the rock song they've been playing at all their shows. i'm getting really sick of the background vocals that have been mixed too high on SP records since Zeitgeist. i also get why billy would kind of want to hide the fact that he wrote a Mellon Collie B-Side-level riff for the first time in 25 years. finally jimmy gets to... drum? lol.

oh wait, this doesn't sound like a mellon collie b-side. it sounds like an A Perfect Circle b-side. i don't know if that's a compliment or not, honestly.

neophyte— immediately this sounds like a breath of fresh air. like "embracer" on Act I, it's "billy's new devotion to synth pop" but Good. this sounds far closer to "eye" than anything else, which is DEFINITELY a compliment. it also... sounds like a smashing pumpkins song? a lot of these songs have been fine, good even, occasionally. but this sounds like it actually has a line you can trace back through the band's history.

if he had released a song like this instead of "Run2Me" in 2013, it would have A) saved his career (no it wouldn't have) and B) been my favorite song of the year. like seriously, what a weird year to give me a sudden pang of nostalgia. what about this sends me there? idk. good song, though.

moss— whoa, singing like this? billy hasn't let himself sound that ragged on record in a LONG time. this song is devoted to sounding "cool," she said, the moment the background vocals starting chanting "meow, meow." well, okay! this fills the same sonic space as like, "love" or "cupid de locke" on MCIS, a song where the sonics get weird, and it's a bewildering curio. bridge is cool. i might have a growing kind of fucked up love for this song? filling the "Hooray!" space. god, ATUM is a fucking weird album!

night waves— back to "baby's first arpeggiator," which... fine. the question remains... what do James and Jeff do on a record like this? when they were recording this and billy kept saying "we've done 33 songs," that sounded Sisyphean, but maybe if it's just billy in a room of synths for 80 percent of the time, then i guess it makes sense.

that's me kind of ignoring this song, which is again, not bad. but it does make me wonder "would this work better as a deranged Billy Corgan solo album?" No, obviously— it needs the branding to make sense.

again, a thought coming from this song I guess being a little forgettable— what makes this a sequel to MCIS and Machina?

space age— a great example against the last question: this sounds like TheFutureEmbrace. i'm not in the business of saying "this isn't a Pumpkins song," because honestly that's not my business. but there's nothing meaningfully different between this song and like, "Now and Then" from 2005, other than "Now and Then" is a much better song. ATUM's mid-tempo synth songs are its weakpoint... and it feels like there are more than a few of them. (or is that not true and it's that they just sound very similar). ugh, he's clipping consonants again!!!

every morning— desperately disappointed immediately that it is not a cover of the sugar ray song. okay fine i'll be nicer— this is a song for his partner, right? i mean it's sweet. when it starts kicking in it kind of feels like "pinwheels" from Oceania, which is one of my favorite minor epics of theirs. oh yeah, when it really gets going? that's my late-pumpkins shit right there. there's chords in this one that make it seem like there's some theming going on? like a motif getting born? if that's on purpose it's pretty cool. the sounds going around five minutes in are really great. this is a really nice song, a drone with a simple backbeat (he didn't make jimmy play this one two one two live though, did he? lmao).

to the greys— a huge "lol" of a title. and it's a kind of wide-eyed "lol" of a song, too? i mean, it sounds really nice— kind of a cousin to "everything," that time NIN wrote a paramore song. some guitar work that sounds extremely "classic SP," but also some guitar that sounds more like X&Y-era Coldplay. oh fuck, as soon as I wrote that, i realized that's it— that's the easiest comparison to make with ATUM. it's "what if X&Y was even longer" or "what if the alien cosmic bullshit of Music of the Spheres had the songwriting of X&Y," which is such a cursed fucking question.

anyways, despite myself, i feel like this will be the song i return to off this "act" of the record.

beguiled— the segue into this song is, well, beguiling. it comes out of nowhere. probably because "beguiled" feels like a bizarre outlier in the pumpkin's catalogue these days. which, now hearing it in context of the part of the record it comes from, makes it the obvious single. at the time i was like "oh, what, you just picked the 'rock' song from the record?" and now it's like "oh, right, you just picked the rock song from the record." this doesn't sound like anything else on the record. it sticks out like a sore thumb. hilariously it sticks out because it's the only song that sounds like the whole band might actually be performing on it. i admit the lizard-brain idiot-charms of this song have grown on me. it's a good rock single. that's nice to hear, i guess.

...is there a slightly different mix here on the record or have i just never given this a close listen before?

the culling— and right back to "baby's first synth" territory. in context, it really just underlines it— what the fuck is beguiled doing on this record? it makes it hard to hear this song honestly. this is a nice stab of genesis-ass prog rock here, minus the talented drumming and plus some cure-ass bass guitar.

it really cooks my noodle why you'd write 33 songs (or more like 50, honestly, since CYR is similar, rhythmically) that just do not make use at all of your drummer, one of the most versatile and talented rock drummers of the last 30 years. just like... dude you've got jimmy chamberlin... please use him. it's not like REM and bill berry— jimmy's not writing songs. maybe he's there to arrange (but knowing billy these days i doubt it) a little too, but he's not coming to practice with "everybody hurts." instead the greatest drummer of the 90s spends Two hours going "boom boom, clap clap" and it's bonkers.

this song ends in Pink Floyd Laser Show cacophony, and it kind of sucks. not like, deal breaker sucks, but it's dull and silly. it feels like someone thinking way too hard about what a Concept Album is instead of just writing one.

springtimes— the synth in the 8th bridge of "song for a son" strikes again. i immediately like this more. because it's fucking weird in a way i don't understand, and that makes me drawn to it.

"spring time, oum oum," cutting into some surprise tasteful acoustic guitar (have we heard that on this record yet?) it's just such a strange set of sounds to go together.

i could imagine Zwan having wound up here if they never "went big" and instead made bizarre records on indie labels for a decade. that's, believe it or not, a huge compliment.

—

well, okay. that's Act II! and, honestly, it hit a lot of the same "what exactly am i listening to" kind of feelings as Act I did. which at the end of the day i guess has to be good, even if it strains against the twin thoughts of "what makes this a Smashing Pumpkins album" and "what do i even want out of a Smashing Pumpkins album." i don't know. i do not hate this. i think CYR had some okay songs but now, nearly 3 years later... that record was not good. CYR sounded both thin and overworked, and honestly the songwriting was just weaker. ATUM sounds hungrier, stranger, like it's really pushing towards something. i don't fucking know where it's going, and when was the last time i could say that about a smashing pumpkins record? even if i don't love it, the fact that i can't wrap my head around it feels good. it feels better than whatever the else that dude's been doing.

[m1ckeyb3rry]

LMAOOOO I perfect timing because I finally had the freedom then to go on a tiktok binge but OHHHH but fr looking at all the pics he sends gives me nostalgia and makes me wanna pick up a game again lowk…but Pokémon renaissance so real actually besides like game guide content and like tcg I’ve never seen much of the pokemon fandom?? So it’s nice getting to see it revived a bit if ykwim

YESSS finally off the big grind for now I have a bit of grass touching like you for halloweekend but nothing like, debilitating work LMAO but ENJOY YOUR GRASS also WAIT I forgot to ask about the unnamed app you posted about being free from WAS IT WATTPAD because if so I lowk had a feeling LMAOOO but either way CONGRATS ON GETTING RID OF IT

Omg wait did you start the Yuta revolution too then….I don’t surf the jjk tags as much anymore but I thought I remembered there being a good amount flowing at some point idk 30k sounds pretty insane to me either way LOL your influence on the fandoms >>>

Ok wait listening to it right now and I hear (?) the vision (??) LMAOAO I feel like it’s something about the quality of the vocals?? Love the vibes though

EXACTLYY he’d just be like “your ticket please” and Karasu just screams the way Niko is unintentionally funny within the oaeu makes it ten times better oaeu references are fr like a “iykyk” thing LMAOO secret Easter egg when you see them creeping into the side character roles it’s like a little treat

Oooh very true!! Yeahhh I think a lot of names do end with “i” I think the letter for the sounds “ri” is probably one of the most common letters for naming which factors into that also YEAH I love looking at characters names because I think the naming convention for media characters usually follows like making up names that allude to something about the character rather than typical naming conventions so picking out those little hints is always fun LOL chigiris first name is a combo of the word for panther (umbrella term for large cats that aren’t lions or tigers) and horse as ref to his running! Bachira’s name is a mix of bee and fun which also fits LOL and otoyas first name also has the word shadow! Nobaras last name (jjk) also has the character for nail in it in ref to her ct and nanamis name phonetics also sound like 7 3 which also references his technique LMAO anyways I’ll stop here before I start writing an entire essay on this but yes tldr very common indeed

yayoi Seiko akane besties is actually my fav I’ve definitely seen a bit of fanart floating around about the potential interaction and we fr need a scene of the three meeting! Akaseiyoi?? Idk if im set on how that combo sounds but you get the point LOL

LMAOOO ELDERLY AIKU COMING SOON wait that would be so funny like imagine Aiku as a 65 year old still working to help others rizz girls up (while still doing it himself) and you’re just plotting with this elderly man while feeding pigeons or something

LMAAOAO I lost it when I heard it but yeah!! They’re both from the Kansas region so their overall dialect is the same. There’s some slight differences between the different prefectures within the region on specific words and stuff but generally when you hear them they’d just be categorized as having the same accent! I wanna say the difference is kinda similar to the different types of British accents that exist based off different regions/areas where they all sound British but there’s slight nuances and whatnot so the fact that Karasu barely has an accent compared to hiori makes me laugh so hard

LMAOOO FR I think the va did a great job making it not sound as like…this sounds mean but I just can’t think of a diff word but whiny? In like pitch if ykwim his voice is still rough but it doesn’t have that same awk straining sound from s1 which is nice but AGREE Shidou and Barou definitely fit very well and SHSGSHS ANRI FS actually I also think Nagi’s voice sounds cute in some moments LOL

I KNOWW the way they both stood in the inventory arc geto pose (it was geto right) staring each other down with the hair in the AT was so funny like Karasu was not afraid of getting clocked LFMAODHSKD PLEASE no fr if anyone can rip Karasu’s shirt off in a fight it’s Shidou….shidou channel your inner rseu and read it off please….

OH YEAHHHHH LMAO the fanservice goes crazy they always pop off with the locker room/bath scenes im hoping we get like a fully fleshed out visual of them instead of just the little tiny zoomed out background character panels yk

LFMAPAO THE MEME HAS ME SENDING the way you took the time to make it has me rolling

FR Isagi does NOT need defenders he’s already got infinite plot armor we all know he’s making it so sit down Isagi fans….yeahhh err the nagi struggle rn…..lol……..I swear ever other post I see about him is a downfall analysis post and im like damn ok

The popularity poll switch up is crazy I remember when nagi was dominating and win was just kinda treated like a side character LMAOAOA talk about tbt

LMFOAOA HOWD THIS BECOME A CONVO ON THE BALD LOOK im dying just imagining them bald imagine reo with a bald spot just in the middle of his head but he still has his front bangs

LMAOOO they kinda sound similar too va wise??? Aiku fans truly are the bllk version of toji fans it’s giving old man but I also didn’t realize how short the third selection arc would be I needed more Karasu spotlight moments…..please kaneshiro throw in a Karasu moment in the PxG match im begging

The more you know every convo brings new Mira lore to the table but OOOOOH OK noting these all down to listen to later!!!

The Kaiser edit was too fire they didn’t have to go so hard on that?? PLEASEE WHERE ARE AND KARASU YUKI EDITORS PLEASEEE I SUMMON THEE and YESSS SEND OVER WHATEVER YOU HAVE WHENEVER YOU WANT O7

- Karasu anon

AHAHA okay i’m free from halloweekend festivities so i’m back 🙏🏻 i told my friends i can’t do anything tonight LFJDJDN i’m exhausted so i’m just dressing up in my costume taking photos and then going home to sit in my bed eat takis and write/watch tik toks…omg lowkey i want to play pokémon again too maybe i’ll restart one of old games or smth

YES IT WAS WATTPAD LMAOAOAOA i unpublished all of my stories on there i just couldn’t do it anymore the comments by and large just annoyed me so much and it wasn’t worth it 😭 i feel so free now LDJDJSJ my account is still up but no works or anything and it’s so nice

LMAOOO i did start the yuta revolution fr…i think i posted the first chapter or two of pomegranate ink before the jjk vol0 movie even came out so i was very ahead of the curve 😫 i do that a lot actually like it happened with karasu and otoya as well and probably will happen with kashimo whenever he’s animated HAHAHA i’m very good at predicting which characters will be popular and tossing smth out for them so when they inevitably blow up i already have work waiting for the fans

RIGHTTT i think the vibe of the vocals combined with the lyrics just has a very karasu feel to it somehow i really like that song 🥹

LFJDJSSN SPEAKING OF OAEU CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW OAEU THE ADDITIONAL TIME FOR EPISODE 5 WAS 😭⁉️ like aiku himself was not there but it was so oaeu coded with the niko plotting + aryu shenanigans HAHAHA we didn’t get hair down karasu but we got canon oaeu interactions so i’m taking it as a win

even when i’m picking names for characters i try to take the meanings of their names into as much account as i consider the sounds and vibes…when you’re designing characters everything you do is intentional so it makes sense for that kind of thing to be prevalent DJSJW anyways yeah i def think yayoi and akane would be slay besties…seiko is way younger (since she’s otoya’s younger sister) but the as-of-yet-unnamed older otoya sister would def get along with them too ☝🏻 they def get together and make fun of their younger brothers LMAOAOAOA especially yayoi and otoya’s older sister

HELPPP old age would NOT stop him from spreading aikulations he fr would be that emo old man sitting on a park bench helping “those damn kids” get together with each other omg bonus points if niko is there too and they feed pigeons together or smth 😭😭😭

yeah that’s what i figured!! like city to city there’s always a few differences but generally a broader region will have a pretty similar feel to it…i’m glad they didn’t give that accent to karasu i can’t believe they gave it to hiori though 😭 if anything i would’ve expected nanase to sound like that??? since he’s supposed to be all country and whatnot??? and yeah karasu doesn’t sound as weird and gravely and fried now it’s just deep without being scratchy suchhhhh an improvement i’m excited to rewatch in dub for him barou and yuki!! AGREED i do really like nagi’s dub there’s a few scenes where it doesn’t sound as majestic as the sub (specifically the second selection where he beats barou in the game against barou and naruhaya) but for the most part i think his dub is excellent and also closer to what a guy his age would sound like ☝🏻 i also really like chigiri’s dub and how it’s on the deeper side it really emphasizes his boyishness…i think of the season one character dubs the only one i didn’t really like was bachira’s 😩 ooh wait another dub voice I LOVEEEE is reo’s his is so perfect for him

LMAOAAO INVENTORY ARC GETO POSE PLSSS apparently it’s like a delinquent pose in japan or smth that’s what tik tok said when that ep came out and everyone was making fun of geto’s posture 😭 but lowkey why is it so attractive that karasu can stand up to shidou…i bet he’d be so good in fights given his handwork skills and whatnot he just is too mature to get into them but he could absolutely rock shidou’s shit if needed PFJDJSJSJ no because if pxg loses i want shidou to go apeshit on karasu (for no reason really) and take his shirt off and dump a bucket of water (that he gets out of nowhere) on his head…come on shidou ik you’re for the girlies DO IT FOR US

okay given the DETAIL they’ve been showing karasu’s arms alone in the anime i think it’s safe to say we will get some glorious shots of them which i am very hype for indeed

THE MEME HAD ME CRACKING UPPPP i was like wait i need people to see this it’s so accurate😭 i love making memes like that…in terms of writing i’m serious and emo but in general i am a silly and goofy gal as you know

not isagi getting ANOTHER level up in the last chapter…okay but only two chapters left in the volume dare i say game concluding soon?? and then they can start the next game with the results of barcha vs mc because that’ll be a good transition to the next arc (god bless…hopefully this means more nagi and barou again)

REO WITH A REVERSE RECEDING HAIRLINE IS CRAZY okay imagine nagi with the albert einstein look JDHFJSSN or barou and karasu with combovers i’m crying

I CAN’T BELIEVE NEXT WEEK IS LITERALLY THE START OF THE U20 GAME I’M SO EXCITED SLFJDJSJHSSN aiku literally is bllk toji also i have to say any budding attraction i had for aiku is GONE his actions are hot sure but the facial hair is even WORSE in the anime like that shit is EGREGIOUS it looks so bad 😭😭😭 he needs to shave

HELP the mira lore is a little too crazy at times i fear but yesss if you ever want recommendations lmk!! and tell me what you think of those ones 🤩

kaiser has so many good edits it’s insane considering he hasn’t been animated yet 😭 he’s another toji equivalent i feel but more so in the sense that he’s hugely popular even before being animated 😒 WISHING THAT WAS KARASU.

sadly i haven’t had much chronically online time because of my partying BUT this edit cracks me up every time i watch it so i’m sending it over…this editor is the number one nagi hater but they’re so funny about it i can’t even be mad + this is technically nagireo hate which is lowkey me asf so i can’t help but support

[onlyswan]

meet me behind the mall | jjk

→ pairing: jungkook x f!reader

→ genre: smut sigh, fluff kinda

→ warnings: exhibitionism, public sex, dirty talk, slight ? degredation, calls her a slut once, fingering, handjob, oral (m. and f. receiving), choking, spitting, cum eating / swallowing, unprotected sex, facial (this term is so 😭) lmk if i miss anything plz

→ word count: 3.3k

summary: jungkook makes you live for the thrill of it all.

note: this was an impulsive write idk what possessed me today frends but have at it >_> semi proofread it’s 5am goodbyr

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it’s one of the things you first learned about him. jungkook loves taking photos. he loves capturing moments with a simple click of a camera. he finds an unexplainable comfort and bittersweet nostalgia in finding old photographs in his drawer, in his pockets, tucked in between the pages of his textbooks. it’s like finding little treasures all over the place, you can hear his voice in your head, can see the pretty twinkles of passion and fondness in his pretty doe eyes.

so when he told you all about the new photobooth at the arcade, followed by a text that simply said meet me behind the mall, you didn’t particularly imagine that you would end up in this position. you can see the shutter going off even though your eyelids are closed as jungkook’s tongue is basically shoved down your throat. your panties is pulled to the side and two of his fingers are thrusting in and out of your cunt, curling deliciously to stimulate your sweet spot that has your thighs shaking uncontrollably every fucking time.

how naive of you to think that your boyfriend spontaneously texted you at eight in the evening to meet up and simply take cute couple pictures in film. of course, you do have a fair share of scandalous photos, but they’re all conveniently stored and locked away in your phones. this is something entirely new and as embarrassing it is to admit, thrilling. yourself from one year ago never would’ve guessed what her future self is doing right now. how the desires in you can easily be fueled to life just by the trailing of jungkook’s fingers on the smoothness of your thighs, his lips nipping at your neck, or even the simple thought of having his cock filling you up to the brim.

you can’t help but to giggle against his mouth. all of your senses are heightened at this moment, your heart beating aggressively in your chest. he pulls away slightly but his gaze stays on your pink and swollen parted lips, drunk eyes taking in your disheveled state.

“what’s going in that pretty little mind of yours?” he smirks, thumb sneakily rubbing your clit. you try your best to hold out your moan but a broken whine comes out, your head throwing back against the wall of the limited space you’re both squeezed into. only a black curtain and an ‘occupied’ sign in red bold and capital letters separated you from the world outside, where games are being played by people of all ages; loud sound effects and songs from the 2000’s and 2010’s mixing into an ear numbing noise that can only be recognized from an arcade center; and tickets gathered are being exchanged for cute stationary items and trinkets.

“you’re so, so dirty.” you say to him, eyes rolling back as his fingers never let up on their toe curling pace, only making you lose your inhibitions and self-control more than anything else. you clench around them involuntarily, drenching his hand with your juices. “was this your plan all along?”

your eyes widen in shock when the sound of his palm slapping your bare cunt filled the booth, the stinging pain registering in your mind next. “are you fucking crazy? someone might hear!” you whisper angrily at him, but his dark and blown out eyes made you shrink back in your seat. his intimidating, and almost condescending, expression have you gushing against his hand that is now petting your pussy to soothe the pain he inflicted.

“watch your mouth. you and this fucking skimpy dress are the only ones dirty here. you know what this shit does to me.” he smiles at you sweetly. “are you sure this was my plan? are we playing mind games here, baby girl?” his hand comes down from your face to play with the cloth of your blue dress, the other thrusting two of his fingers in you again, then adding another. the stretch has you gripping tightly on his shirt, not having anything else to hold on to.

“fuck, ahhh- jungkook. don’t stop.” god, you are dripping all over, your wetness staining your seat. it makes your cheeks flush in shame.

“just wanted to look pretty for you, i-is all.” you mewl at him, blinking innocently. the camera is not forgotten by jungkook. in fact, it’s one of the things getting him more riled up. the almost blinding light of the flash shines on your soft skin, and the sweat that has formed on your temples and your neck. your pupils are blown and eyelids drooping caused by the pleasure he is giving you. it’s visible how difficult it is for you to keep in all your noises from the people outside the damn curtain when you’re so lost in the feeling of his fingers inside of you. all because of him. your fucked out state got jungkook gritting his teeth, his dick twitching inside his pants. jesus christ, you get him so fucking turned on and desperate for it without even trying. your beauty is seductive and enchanting and effortless. there is no point in hiding how crazy he is for you.

“my pretty girl. you dressed yourself all nice for me?” he presses a chaste kiss on your lips, before he wraps his hand around your throat, pressing at the right places just enough to make your mind all fuzzy. “i’m such a lucky man. i love you so much.”

your eyes roll back at the back of your head at the all consuming feeling taking over senses. you don’t think you can answer correctly if ever someone asks for your name or the colors of the goddamn traffic signs. “y-yeah, for you, of course. love you so much.”

he gives you a satisfied hum, moving down to squeeze one of your breasts with his large hand before pinching your nipple from outside the cotton of your dress. “mhmm, holy fuck. you’re always so sensitive. so easy to please. am i making you feel good?” you don’t know how he can act so casual while you’re basically falling apart in his hands, but for some sick reason, it stirs up the arousal in your belly even more.

“y-yes, kook, i’m so close, please, please, please,” you cry out desperately, tears forming at the corner of your eyes as you squeeze his fingers with your walls uncontrollably. “wait, ohhh, stop. stop. i can’t cum here. i- it’s gonna be a mess, this is so embar- fuck, jungkook!” your squeal dies down in your throat when your boyfriend kneels on the ground and starts sucking your clit in his mouth as his fingers inside of you became more aggressive, hitting all the right places that makes you see stars behind your eyelids. you cover your mouth with your hand to muffle your desperate and whiny sounds, suddenly becoming aware of where the two of you are right now.

you grip his hair with your hands to steady yourself and unconsciously grind your cunt against his face, his eager tongue doing very sinful things for the sole purpose of making you come undone. he pulls you closer to the edge with his strong arm so he can have better access, eating you out like a man feasting on the divine food of the gods. divine. that’s one perfect word to describe you.

he flicks your clit teasingly before wrapping his pink and plump lips around it again. the overwhelming sight almost makes you want to burst into tears. “hmm, cum for me, baby.” your body jerks in his hold, his words of permission acting as the trigger for your orgasm. he drinks you up greedily, his tongue replacing his fingers’ place in fucking into you, letting you ride out your high.

he comes up to kiss you, making you taste yourself in his mouth. you can even feel his wet chin. you moan against him when two fingers dip inside you again, and then he’s having you suck on them almost too enthusiastically. you’re still in a daze from your release, and with jungkook, you’re basically down for anything and everything. you open your eyes to meet his, and if you aren’t already fucked out with his fingers choking you, his hooded eyes will have reduced you into a blabbering mess.

“you’re always so good to me.” he says with a raspy voice. he takes out his fingers and wipes it on his shirt before pulling you in for another kiss. “let’s get out of here so i can fuck you properly like my girl deserves, okay?” you nod meekly, trying to hide your excitement. he fixes you up to make you look presentable enough to walk in public, combing your hair with his fingers and straightening out your dress.

“can’t forget these. don’t want anyone else seeing you like this. it’s for my eyes only.” he gathers all the developed films from the booth, facing you with a teasing smile.

“for your eyes only.” you agree, looking up at him. you open the small backpack you brought along with you and he stuffs them all inside mindlessly, his cock still straining painfully in his pants and he might just lose his mind if he’s still not inside of your pussy in the next five minutes.

“can’t walk properly,” you whine out once you step out of the booth, your boyfriend supporting you by the waist.

“sorry, baby.” he presses an apologetic kiss on your temple. “but i’m not done with you yet.” he really doesn’t give a fuck if anyone heard the both of you at all, but he knows that you’re starting to worry, so he makes sure that you keep your eyes on him as you walk your way out of the place.

“are we going to your place? or mine?” you ask once you get out, the cool air of the mall embracing you. you shiver lightly. your boyfriend doesn’t respond, but when he starts dragging you towards the movie theater that is just beside the arcade, you realize the answer to your question.

“jungkook, really?” you hiss at him, but don’t make any efforts to stop him as he leads you to the restrooms.

“i’m so fucking hard right now, babe. i can’t wait anymore.” they’re about to close up in an hour, so the place is basically deserted. but still, you can’t believe what you’re about to do right now. he peeks in the women’s and once he made sure it’s clear, you go in to the farthest cubicle.

“damn woman,” his throaty chuckle makes your center throb again as you immediately pull down his sweatpants along with his boxers, his big cock slapping against his stomach. you lick a stripe from his balls up to his tip, then gathering saliva in your mouth and letting it drip down his length. his breathing gets heavier at the sight of doing such a filthy action without him asking you to. he strokes your cheek as you jack him off and give his head kitten licks, your spit acting as an effective lube.

“put it in your mouth now, baby.” he says softly, grasping your hair to guide your mouth on his cock. “choke on it, yeah?” you hum in submission to his request, relaxing your throat to take in as much of him as you can. you start to bob your head up and down to get used to the feeling, your hand still wrapped around the few inches left.

“fuck, you look so pretty like this. i’ve been thinking about it all day.” his confession made you all warm inside. you’ve always wondered how you managed to become his girlfriend. sometimes, it feels to good to be true. knowing the effect you have on him even when you’re not around made you even more determined to blow his damn mind. to be the only star of his wildest dreams.

you go down on him until your nose reach his pubic area, carefully breathing out through it. “oh my god, that’s my girl.” he thrusts his hip forward and holds your head down in place, making you choke on him like he wanted to. his moans sends tingles to your pussy and you rub your thighs together in a pitiful attempt to relieve yourself of some pressure. he lets you breathe in some air before you take him in your mouth again, swallowing around his length as you move your head up and down.

“ohhh, fuck. your mouth is s-so warm. you like this huh? sucking me off outside our rooms for the first time?” he can’t help but to move his hips as well, instinctively following your mouth. your moans vibrate on his dick, and he hisses at the added sensation. “and you called me what? so, so dirty? turns out you’re just as fucking filthy, baby.” and there it is again, the mischievous smile on his face that makes your knees (that you’re sure will be bruising soon enough) weak. you know that he’s right. you can’t help but to whimper around him when you feel wetness drip from your hole. you want to touch yourself so bad but your hands on your boyfriend’s flexing muscular thighs are what’s keeping you steady and grounded.

“ohh- ah, fuck fuck fuck! are you fucking kidding me?” his body jerks when you take all of him and stay still, contracting your throat around him and massaging his balls in your small and soft hand. his brain goes on a frenzy at the waves of pleasure rippling in his body, sweat rolling down his temples and abdomen working hard to stop himself from cumming down your throat. “s-shit, stop it, stop it, stop, i’m gonna blow my load.”

you pull him out with a pop, hand gripping his base to keep his orgasm at bay. his glassy eyes meet your own, and you give him a wink. “are you gonna fuck me now?”

a shiver runs up jungkook’s spine. “you’re so fucking hot. come here.” he helps you get up and snakes his tongue in your mouth, pinning you on the other side of the cubicle. his hand sneaks in under your dress to cup your center, groaning against your mouth when he felt how wet you are. “shit, you’re soaking. did you get this turned on by sucking my dick?”

“really turned on. i love blowing you.” you twirl a strand of his hair around your finger, blinking up at him with a smile.

“you’re actually killing me here.” he chuckles, squeezing your ass and pulling you close to grind himself on you. he drags down your panties until you step out of them, throwing it on top of your backpack. he tucks your hair behind your ear and whispers. “jump.” you obey, wrapping your legs around his waist.

he pumps his cock a few times before teasingly running the tip along your wet folds, a nudge on your clif making you moan quietly. “put it in, please. jungkook? i’ve been good, right?”

“shhh, i got you.”

you hold on to his neck tightly as you let yourself succumb to the pleasure. it’s amazing how you can feel so stretched out from the very beginning, only his tip yet breaching your walls. you never really got used to it. “you’re so big, kook.” you cry out against his shoulder as he sinks his entire length into you. your praise inflates his ego. he lets you adjust for a moment, peppering kisses along your neck and shoulder.

when you gave him the signal, he begins thrusting into you, gradually picking up to a rough and unforgiving pace he knows you like. the lewd squelching sounds of your connected sex filled the empty room.

“sh-should’ve done this sooner. ahh fuck, why does this feel so good?” you’re out of your mind. you can’t remember a time you felt this horny. and to be brutally honest, he’s fucking you dumb right now. you can feel every ridge of his cock in you, can feel his tip furiously and consistently stimulating the spot in you that has you writhing in his arms, that along with his pelvis grinding against your clit each time he fucks back into you.

“jesus, are you hearing yourself right now? you like doing it outside with me, baby?”

“yes, yes! oh, harder, please. m-more, i’m close again.” you sob out, biting on his shoulder to cover your cries.

“can’t believe i got myself a filthy little slut here.” he shakes his head in mock disbelief, adjusting his hold on you and fucking you with a much fiercer drive to make you cream on his cock this time. “f-fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight.” he breathes out a laugh followed by a broken moan, your soft walls enveloping him in your wamth. “cum when you need to, hmm? you’ve been so good to me.”

you mutter countless thank you’s mixed with your moans and whimpers, the pleasure getting too much to bear. you throw your head back as you orgasm on your boyfriend’s cock, clenching around him uncontrollably as he fucks you through it, desperate to reach his own high. your juices drip down to his balls, and it makes him crazier. he takes the opportunity create marks on your neck, sucking and biting red and purple on your skin.

it’s not long before overstimulation takes place, but you don’t complain, not when it feels this good. another orgasm hits you, not as intense as the first two, but it still got you seeing stars and your body shaking against the wall.

“did you just cum again? oh god, fucking shit. i’m there- so fucking close. you feel so- oh, so good. love you. love you a lot.”

“i want to swallow your cum.” your voice is barely there, but jungkook hears you just fine. he almost chokes on his own spit upon registering your words in his brain. without wasting any time, he sets you down on the floor and you kneel infront of him, mouth open and tongue out.

he jacks himself off while you generously lick at his frenulum, looking up at him expectantly. the sight of you all eager and impatient for his cum finally triggers his release, aiming for your tongue but some still landing on your cheeks and chin as he’s too overwhelmed and shaken to see straight. you swallow happily, licking the rest from your fingers.

“god, i love you.” he says quietly, pulling you up from the floor and embracing you, but you wiggle out of his grasp.

“love you too but gross, gross, gross. i need to go home and shower.” you whine out, twirling as you try and fix your appearance again.

“not you acting like a brat once you got what you wanted.” he pinches your waist jokingly. he takes tissue from the dispenser to clean up the wetness that dripped down all the way to your thighs, being the loving boyfriend that he is.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about.” you pout at him. “i’m so tired and gross. i hate you.”

“are you asking for it again?”

“no, i swear to god. you owe me a bubble bath and a massage.”

“okay, fine. my place then.” he gives up, shaking his head with a laugh at your change of mood. “i love you. can i get a kiss then?”

you tiptoe to reach him, slightly pulling him down by the collar of his shirt to give him a smooch. “i love youuu.”

once you both make yourself presentable (again) to the best of your abilities, you head out of the restroom first. you notice the cashier at the popcorn place eyeing you suspiciously, especially when jungkook comes out to meet you a few minutes later. you hide yourself behind him in shame.

you walk out of the mall with his hand over your shoulder, yours on his waist. you look at him questioningly when he covers your neck with more of your hair. “maybe i made a little too much.” he winces apologetically.

“we are never doing that again.” you sigh, your legs still feeling weak but you will yourself to make it all the way to the parking lot.

“what? you said you liked it!”

“it was during the moment. i was delirious.”

jungkook rolls his eyes. “you’re lying. let’s see, because that’s also what you said the first time we tried choking.”

“jungkook! shut up!”

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note: i never know how to finish these runs and hides

[omegalomania]

I think tumblr ate my ask or it just didn't sent but what are your favorite Bastille songs / what are some songs you recommend?

i did NOT get this ask im very sorry anon.

it's genuinely hard for me to narrow down cause bastille is pretty up there in terms of favorite artists. i love all their shit, but a special mention goes out to their second studio album wild world since it's the one that made me a Fan

uh so here's a primer i guess i spent too much time on this lmao.

if you wanna listen to their big hits:

flaws - their first single in the uk. if you ever listened to ship playlists on 8tracks in like 2013-2015 then you've probably heard this song or a variant on it at some point.

pompeii - this is the song that really put them on the map and you definitely know it. it dominated the charts all over the place.

happier - the marshmello song that you've definitely heard before too. i think bastille wrote this for justin bieber or some shit but then decided they liked it too much to give it to him? lmao. anyway if you're not digging the version you hear on the radio all the time i recommend trying the stripped down version

good grief - their big hit off their second album. big in the uk, didn't really make as many waves elsewhere, but it's a really solid song anyway. one of those "upbeat tunes that's actually really fucking sad" ones

things we lost in the fire - another one off their first album. if you live in a wildfire area this might not be one to turn to. or maybe you'll find it cathartic idk i certainly do!!

quarter past midnight - a song about escapism, as was fitting when it was released in 2018 and equally fitting now. running away for a night of fucking around with friends, craving any kind of brief departure from the chaos of the modern world

skulls - this one was not a hit or a single and is technically a bonus track but i'm including it because once again if you ever clicked on a ship playlist on 8tracks in like 2013-2015 you've heard this one. and you know what that was justified this one is also good

if you wanna feel existentially depressed:

their whole discography. i mean i kid but i also don't. that's just kind of how bastille does it. BUT IN ALL SERIOUSNESS ones that hit me in particular would beeee

two evils - kind of a grim, haunting one introspecting about morality of the self.

oblivion - musing about the afterlife, love, and how time changes all of us.

those nights - contemplating what it is we seek when we plunge into reckless escapism, and the inherent loneliness of it; how even when surrounded by people there's still the pressure of the world outside, continuously coming to pieces

the draw - this one was written about the pull of pursuing a career in music vs. staying home with family and friends. in a broader sense, it can apply to a lot of things. i always felt it resonated with feelings of paranoia and displacement

winter of our youth - discusses childhood, nostalgia, and regret. if it feels like everything's slipping away, is it easier to relive the past, especially if the past is tinted rose?

sleepsong - loneliness, desperation, and the cyclical, abyss-like nature of all it encapsulates

if you want discussion of serious topics:

final hour - a bonus track off their second album that also became a bonus track off their third album? anyway this song talks about climate change and gun control. happy stuff

doom days - this one talks about, uh, everything! doomscrolling, political divides, escalating national tensions, climate change again, etc.

the currents - a song centered on political rhetoric and the power that figureheads have over the masses, the way they can orchestrate hate. basically it's not so subtly aimed at donald trump lmao, dan's literally sung it as much in a few live settings

WHAT YOU GONNA DO??? - social media addiction and the way capitalism and corporate interests have annexed our online experiences, fighting desperately for our attention as they seek to monetize every available aspect of our lives

four walls (the ballad of perry smith) - well this one is about uh. perry smith. who was charged with the death penalty for killing 4 people in the late 50's. but it's less directly about him and more a discussion of the morality of the death penalty and capital punishment

snakes - burgeoning anxieties and the impulse to turn to easy outs, like ignorance or alcoholism, to escape the world's global problems

if you want some pop culture sprinkled on top:

icarus - greek mythology. i like this one because it addresses something that i feel isn't addressed enough in discussions of this myth, which is that icarus is a very young lad. less about the pride of the fall, and more about the inherent tragedy of that.

laura palmer - the whole song is a david lynch shoutout. i've never seen twin peaks myself but the song still slaps.

daniel in the den - christian mythology. discusses the biblical tale of daniel in the lion's den and links that up to themes of betrayal and family.

poet - this one's a double feature, referencing both william shakespeare's sonnet 18 and edmund spencer's sonnet 75. also one of my favorites.

send them off! - this is another one of my favorites of theirs. it's also been described by dan as "othello meets the exorcist" and it very much delivers there

if you want something uplifting:

joy - while bastille (understandably) has a bit of reputation as a band that makes sad music about sad things, they've definitely got some happier songs in their catalogue. pun intended cha ching. this one's one of their more straightforwardly happy tunes

survivin' - this was a song they wrote while they were touring and then felt weird about releasing once the panini hit because it felt a bit on the nose. they ended up releasing it anyway and i am so glad they did cause it's a mood

act of kindness - the "happy" part here is debatable but i'm gonna include it anyway. it’s when someone does something nice for you and that impulse Changes you way down deep you know???

warmth - one of those "the world's going to shit but at least we have each other" kinds of tunes

the anchor - one of those "the world's going to shit but you're the one fucking thing that's still keeping me here" kinds of tunes

give me the future - their latest single as of this writing and one of the more optimistic tracks in their catalogue imo! it's yearning, but it's also with a genuine hope for the future.

and LASTLY. because im going to take every chance i can to plug this band. im going to throw some collabs and covers at you because there's one thing this band does SUPER well and it's collabs and covers.

of the night - this is the big one. it mashes up rhythm of the night by corona and rhythm is a dancer by SNAP! and it's so good they still do this one live and it goes off every time.

no angels - a mashup of "no scrubs" by TLC and "angels" by the xx, poured into a strangely mournful tune with clips from the hitchcock movie psycho. doesn't sound like it should work but it does. kinda really does.

torn apart - with GRADES and lizzo no less!!! it's got two parts but they're both excellent listen to them both

weapon - collab with angel haze, dan priddy, and F*U*G*Z and one of my absolute favorites

remains - remix of their song "skulls" but featuring rag'n'bone man and skunk anansie that adds an entire new dimension to the song, really fucking excellent

old town road mashup - lil nas x's old town road meets lizzo's good as hell meets radiohead's talk show host meets talking heads' road to nowhere meets the osmond's crazy horse. "what the fuck that shouldn't work" i KNOW and yet here it is!! BLATANTLY BANGING!!!

we can't stop - one of the few times dan smith subtly changes the lyrics of the song he's covering (most of the time he opts to keep the original pronouns and the like, which is very nice to see). anyway this one mixes miley cyrus's we can't stop with eminem's lose yourself and billy ray cyrus's achy breaky heart. and also the lion king's i just can't wait to be king is there. yes i know it sounds batshit especially because the whole thing is surprisingly melodic and heartfelt and you know what it works.

anyone but me x nightmares - mashing up joy crookes' anyone but me with easy life's nightmares and absolutely one of my favorites.

bad guy mashup - how many songs can they include with the word "bad" in the title? we've got bad guy (billie eilish), bad decisions (bastille), bad romance (lady gaga), and bad blood (taylor swift). bastille even has a song called bad blood and they didnt use it. they used taylor swift's version. also the distinctive guitar riff from dick dale's misirlou is there.

somebody mashup - how many songs can they include with the word "some" in the title? someone like you (adele), somebody told me (the killers), somebody to love (queen), use somebody (kings of leon), and someone you loved (lewis capaldi). seriously these guys take mashups to a new level.

final song - this is a cover of MØ's final song. it also adds in craig david's 7 days and, impossibly enough, europe's final countdown. how does it work. how.

ALL RIGHT. THATS ALL IVE GOT IN ME. HOPE THIS HELPED ANON AND IM SORRY IF THIS IS TOO MUCH

[elytrafemme]

hi i have listened to uhmm 1 adam lambert song i thin kcan't remember the title right now but it was really funn i love it ^_^ do u have.. any recommendations.. ? for more songs to listen to :O?

no idea why i saved doing this for now when i feel absolutely exhausted but im not sure what to spend my time doing so list!!! disclaimer im not very good at making recs so im just going to pick different songs that have a wide range of vibes and try to hit on each album okay yeah :]

runnin' (trespassing) - this song is the first song i have a clear memory of my older brother introducing me to so it's my nostalgia song. insanely fucking good. follows the adam lambert formula of a hardcore verse and then this kind of lift in the pre chorus <- not sure how to explain. also LOVE the bridge and in the last chorus we get some incredibly vocals from adam so this is a big fave

shady (trespassing) - VIBES ALL THE WAY DOWN. this song makes me bop incredibly hard, it has a super catchy beat. adam also does this amazing slides into notes in all the pre choruses that gives it that kind of 'jazzy' feel (the way that hitting accidentals usually do). this is just a dancey song i would say!

soaked (for your entertainment) - has this jaw dropping opener (jaw dropping for me bc we don't usually hear that kind of sound from adam's music) but is overall a pretty slow song! it's this gorgeous ballad i would say. i feel like out of all his albums this one has the most diversity in songs but that might just bc the transition from soaked to sure fire winners is IMMENSE

more than (take one) - this is one of his oldest songs and you can somewhat tell by the sound, has this kind of slow march narrative anthem kind of energy, if that makes sense. i feel like the majority of take one has this hopeful lifting energy and that's definitely in this one but it feels well earned

the original high (the original high) - CRAZY catchy, has this kind of constant drive in the background with the acoustic guitar and fast beat. i feel like this is one of the adam lambert classics, it's not only the name of the album but it just feels very pinnacle in a sense. maybe not the most interesting in terms of his experimentation but very good nevertheless.

after hours (the original high) - this is a more mellow one of his but what i love about his mellow music is it still has a drive to it (even feel something off of velvet has this kind of gospel effect); this one still has a damn good beat underneath even when the sounds are a lot softer and fading in and out.

on the moon (velvet) - this one had me hand over my mouth for a few minutes after listening. his voice is very soft in this one over the really neat beat (sorry idk how to describe background instrumentals and electro bits well). the chorus is kind of transcendant and the best comparison (the BEST not necessarily a good one) is a little like frank ocean but only sort of.

superpower (velvet) - GAY RIGHTS GAY RIGHTS. super fucking catchy, love the bass. bit repetitive in lyrics but his vocals r SOOOO good and the lyrics that are there are really good imo. i wouldn't call adam one of those artists with heavy metaphorical lyricism or anything, this is no the amazing devil that's for sure, but they're effective and good and he vocally nails it each and every time. it also has a bit of a choral effect in the later bits which he loveeees doing so if ur not into that maybe pass but i think it's kinda funky!

if i had you (for your entertainment) - what got me down on this whole adam lambert fixation today. one of the earliest songs i ever heard from him it's just. has a hard and rhythmic bass hammering into you, a little of a more darker pop vibe, where the lyrics in my blog title come from. it's just a fun vibe and the music video has a MAJOR FLASH WARNING but if you're able to handle that it's like. so so fun.

better than i know myself (trespassing) - i rec this song a lot to people so not sure why i didn't already mention it. the lyrics encompass a lot of the vibes of a lot of different adam lambert songs but this one is just. SO good. the kind that you sing out while sobbing i think. also his vocals are beautiful.

sorry for all the recs and iffy descriptions but ^_^ hope you enjoy!!

[azhdakha]

Thankyou for providing a nuanced reply to this. I also hope that my point will be understood correctly throughout the conversation.

Hollywood movies do get criticised and I am happy they are. My whole point is that I wish anything about ussr would be seen the same way. That's what I meant, I didn't think of any piece of media in particular, I'm talking about people's attitudes that I see.

As two the comparison of ussr and ru empire - the second had several genocides and regressions either? I think the main reason of why it seems worse is because it has happened recently comparing to the empire, as you have mentioned yourself. But then again, if we care about the memory of living people, why do we bash those who say that there was something good about ussr? Imo it doesn't make sense.

Famines and repressions aren't "shit happens". Oppression either. My point is that it doesn't make such things as, for example, availability of education, medicine and housing, technological progress bad. All of this existed. In now way is apologizes all of the atrocities of ussr. Making everything about ussr as bad and negative doesn't make sense either.

I genuienly don't understand why do you assume that russian propaganda is fueled only with nostalgia about ussr. Because the number of russian right-wing imperialists and nationalists that hate ussr and idolize ru empire is astonishing. I beg you not to underestimate them. So no, it's not the nostalgia about ussr that the russian propaganda works on. It's simply an idiotic nationalism that fetishisizes and glorifies everything about your country, whether it's ussr or empire or anything else.

My language is vanishing thanks to russian colonialism, indigenous people were forcedly russifued during the monarchy as well as after the fall of ussr. For centuries. At the same time I know that during ussr my family had a chance to get out of peasantry, get education, women could get out the strict patriarchal family system, stop being the second class citizens because they aren't Christian. Or maybe I should remember my great grandfather that joined the fight against the communists and was thrown out of the military train because he was seriously ill. I also do know that there was a good number of communists among colonized nations either. Idk why is it ignored. People were made to starve during tsarism. Repressions and oppression existed during tsarism.

So what's the special evilness of ussr compared to everything else? Why is literally everything associated with it deemed evil?

The issues of capitalism are minimized or even ignored at the same time, idk why either.

As to movies and books... I'm grateful for suggesting the movies, despite I know about them. My point was that those creations are extremely niche. You have shit like at*mic h*art be world famous, but do works about the history of indigneous people of russia or ex-ussr get such popularity? People often dont even know we exist.

It's only pretty sad to see you talk as if I don't know about my people's writers and poets and have never read their works. I will be honest, it does sound quite patronizing. I do know about them. You're right that it's hard to find their works, but it's also true that during ussr they were printed. Not all of them ofcourse. But at least something was there. Right now it doesn't. Yes, I do know pretty well that several native public figures and activists were repressed. But I don't have any illusions that all other times were different. It has been like that since the colonization. That's why I don't see any time period since then as 'neutral' and I don't fixate on ussr as some absolute evil. I also think that the dichotomy of either hating or simping on ussr is quite stupid. And a funny and revisionist show about an nkvd agent is totally not what I'm talking about. Imo the whole idea sounds disgusting. Despite - what an irony - there were non-russians in nkvd. Enough of them. Including Tatars. Including Ukrainians. It's also often forgotten about.

To sum up what I think is that it's important to acknowledge all of the atrocities and opression that existed during ussr while its also important to remember that other periods weren't less opressive or atrocious, to not minimize their influence. Fixating all the hate on ussr and communism as a reason of all sufferings is just as stupid as tankies blaming capitalism for literally everything.

Again, I hope you understand me, though I don't expect ofcourse.

P. S. Sorry if my wording was poor, it's late night here.

Okay, now I'm gonna say something controvesrial. I'm still thinking about how lately I found out that several people say that ussr should be seen as something exclusively evil, hence everything about it as exclusively evil too. And I will be honest, I don't really understand this statement, yet I realize that people have a right to hold it. But to me - I can't see anything that makes ussr worse than russian empire, or russian federation, or any other imperialist opressive countries. And I clearly don't understand how it's alright to talk, write or make a film about something set in that period of time or simply like that period in any other country is alright, while for ussr it's gross and terrible. I mean, we do watch period dramas about let's say 19th century Britain or US and it isn't seen as something terrible and unexcusable. And I think no one has any question about whether these states were opressive. The point is only about showing the truth, not romanticizing that part of the history. I also don't understand claims that communism and socialism was exclusively opressive and wrong. Maybe I'm too leftist for that. But I'm saying it as a person who has grown up and lives in an ex-ussr country and who's family lived there their entire history, and an indigenous person. As always I'm open to criticism.

Imo - I wish there were much more movies and books about how all other indigenous and colonized nations lived during ussr, instead of stupid stuff about russians.

P. S. If you thought that it's about a*omic he*rt - you're wrong. The fact that this game is sponsored by gazprom etc and it's profit goes to support ru gov and war in Ukraine is already enough to boycott the game. Plus, it overtly sexualizes women and has too many dogwhistles.

[quirklessidiot]

Title: coward :: obliviousness Pairing: Y/N x Miya Atsumu Genre: angst, romance, and very slow burn [ex to lovers au] Warnings: Cursing, alchohol, mentions of unprotected sex, unplanned pregnancy, and mentions of abortion

Synopsis: Atsumu seems nicer these days and you seem to see him more than before. Meanwhile, your kids meet someone they probably shouldn’t have.

notes:

three more chapters till the end!!! I’m so happy by all of the love! really! its definately been one of my favorite fanfictions to write since its angsty and im in love with angst stories skjsksksksks 

i think this chapter is the shortest one amongst the rest idk shhshshshs anyways i hope yall still love it wuwuwuwu. Hope you all are doing well and ilyasm!!!! have a gweat day!!!

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You thought you’d never see Miya Atsumu again but here he was, in your son's sports club, helping out Sugawara. Wasn’t it supposed to be volleyball season? What was he doing here? Helping the kids and picking up volleyballs? Didn’t he hate kids?

“...We train every morning and I personally train every night. You know my sched, it's what I did back then in college too.” He shrugs nonchalantly, “Plus I wanted to personally apologize to the brats too because of what ‘samu and I did.”

You tilt your head in curiosity, “What did younger Miya-san do?”

“Beat’s me, your brat told me that ‘samu made you cry when he confronted you,” he blinked, recalling the first meeting he had with the kid, come to think of it, they did had a pretty good reason to be wary of him from the start, “Must’ve said something really shitty if you cried, L/N-san. You never cried except that night at the frat party when I first actually got to talk to you.”

Nostalgia hits you when you recall that day, it was a shitty day indeed. The only upside was seeing and talking to Miya Atsumu for the first time and getting him to bandage your leg.

“Oh.”

“Oh indeed.” the blonde stated, wiggling his eyebrows, “He’s just overprotective sometimes which is weird since we used to get into fist fights. Doesn’t excuse him for being an asshole to ya though.”

“He was being rational.” You expressed, watching him pick up the last volleyball.

“He has no right to though.” he retorted, annoyed that you were letting it slide, “Let’s be honest here, who did you left six years ago?”

“What-”

“You left me.” He cuts you off, giving you no chance to talk, you’d think he’d sound bitter by it but he anything but that. It was as if he was proving a point, “And I’ll admit I was angry at first by what you did and how it ended but that doesn’t give my friends and my brother the right to intervene. I’m not a fucking kid, I know what I got into when we started dating.”

“Miya-san, I-”

“So let me make it up to you, alright? Before we started dating, I was your friend first. Now that we’re both responsible adults and you’re a single mom at least let your friend help you. You can handle that shit right?” He replied but before you could even agree to him, your kids went out of the comfort room, fully changed to dryer clothes.

“Kaasan!” They yell in unison but immediately stop in their tracks when they see Miya Atsumu standing next to you.

“What’s this jiji doing here?” Yuuto spat out bitterly, looking the other way. The younger twin followed suit and looked the other way too, making Atsumu laugh and bend down to their level, “I heard from your kaasan that you like to eat cake. How about a truce? I know a good place that sells good cakes.”

Yuuto and Youta eyed him warily and you patted the oldest twin’s head, “Baby don’t you have something to say to Miya-san too?” your voice was softer towards him, Atsumu still couldn’t get used to your personality switch with the twins. He watches in amusement as the twin tries to sputter out a sorry.

“S-so...sorry…” he frowned, “I should’ve been a big boy and not call you names.”

“Youta, you too.” You urged the younger one.

The other twin frowned and also had trouble apologizing to him like his twin, “S-Sorry...I won’t do the same…” he apologized under his breath.

Atsumu couldn’t help but laugh at the dynamic they seem to have created, at least they weren’t as close-minded as they were before, “No sweat, kid.” He said, “I’m sorry for making you feel bad and for what my brother did too. Now, let’s get that cake shall we?”

You hold Yuuto on one hand and Youta on the other as you head to his car, after helping the kids at the backseat, he opens the front seat for you, “Oh, um…” You blinked, the sudden feeling of embarrassment creeped in, “You didn’t have to-”

He rolls his eyes in reply, “Get in, L/N-san. I don’t bite.”

The boys were quiet at the back first until Atsumu tried to strike a conversation with them, “What made you guys like volleyball?”

Youta, being the more open one, suddenly jumps on his seat, “ ‘Kaasan has an old volleyball at home! We saw it and started asking her about it!”

“Oh?” he stops at the traffic light and stares at you, quite surprised since he never pegged you to keep something of his after the break-up, “Didn’t know you kept my old memorabilia with you.”

Yuuto’s eyes seem to widen when he hears that, “No way, that was yours?” he sputters out, shocked.

“Yeah.” he laughed, starting the car again when the light turned green, eyes crinkling in amusement, “Your ‘kaasan and I used to be very close before. I used to sleepover and leave some of my stuff at her place.”

“Hm.” you clicked your tongue, recalling those times when Atsumu would just come in your home unannounced like you both lived together, “He was incredibly all over the place and messy like you two.” 

“Wow!” Youta grins, seemingly excited, “What was kaasan like, jiji? I bet she was super nice and caring and a super good friend!”

The look of amusement never left his face as he agreed to the young boy, the rest of the ride was filled with Youta being overly-excited and asking Atsumu about you during college and about how you met him, “We were in the same class.” You replied, seemingly indifferent by it. You were used to this question before.

“Nope.” He replied, popping the p, an amused smirk worming its way to his face as he recalls differently since he never told you how he met you, “I saw your mom around a lot during the first few months of school.”

You were turned silent by his story, you didn’t know this part. You always thought that the first time you and Atsumu got acquainted was in that minor class you took during the second semester, “...I had also accidentally hit your mom with one of my serves while she was looking for a friend.” He recounts, parking the car in front of a very aesthetically-looking cake shop.

Your brows furrowed in deep thought, that was him? How come-

“Your ‘kaasan’s too famous, she probably doesn’t even remember the minimal interaction we had.” he joked, feigning hurt.

“Wow mom, I bet you must’ve hated jiji when he hit you with those super powerful serves!”

“She probably would if she remembered.” 

You take the kids out of the car but Youta was still too entranced by Atsumu that he went ahead and wobbled next to him. The tall volleyball player was nice enough to match the younger one’s pace as they walked towards the shop, “Traitor.” You heard Yuuto mutter as you trailed behind him.

“I thought you forgave him.” 

“Won’t stop watchin’ at him though, ‘kaasan.”” He grumbled but you can tell he was starting to slowly soften up to the blonde.

Atsumu (after much persistence) paid for the cakes and even got you a sugar-free one, Youta was very elated as soon as his cake was served and Yuuto was muttering something about how unfair it was as he started to stuff on hiw own slice, the blonde laughed at the contrasting personalities. They were so alike yet so different at the same time.

It reminded him so much of ‘samu and him back then.

“Oh, wait a moment. I have to pick up this phone call. Would you mind watching them for a sec?” You asked, Atsumu shakes his head to the side and he watches you exit the shop and take the call, the familiar expression of your creased forehead and narrowed eyes coming into play.

“Jiji, have you ever met our otosan?” Youta suddenly asks.

Atsumu feels his heart waver, this was such a heavy topic to ask but Youta didn’t seem to know the weight of his words. Yuuto was quiet this time too, observing him intently, the blonde setter suddenly cleared his throat, “I heard your kaasan met your otosan right after she graduated early and left me suddenly.” he tried to smile, looking unaffected, “So no, I haven’t met him.”

“Is that why you're mad at ‘kaasan?” Yuuto suddenly asks, head tilt to the side, “Because she left you su-suddenly?” The boy seemed to have a problem with longer words but he seemed very perceptive for his age. ‘Gee, were kids always this nosy?’ the blonde setter thought.

 “Did your mom tell you that?” Atsumu lilted, dodging the question well, munching on his cake.

“She said that she broke something really bad that you owned.” Yuuto disclosed, brows furrowed together as if he was thinking very hard about what you said, “And that she deserved it”

Silence engulfed the table for a moment as he felt his throat dry up with the new load of information, “Your ‘kaasan is a very strong woman,” he began. The boy's eyes,especially Yuuto’s, lights up at the compliment they heard, “And she doesn’t deserve anything bad. So when someone tries to do something bad to her, even me, make sure you give’em a good spike.”

“Really?”

“Really, kiddo.” He hums in agreement, “You have to protect your ‘kaasan since your otosan isn’t here anymore.”

Youta’s eyes flicker at the mention of their father, “Jiji, you’re so funny.” he laughs very suddenly.

Atsumu’s brow upturns at the sudden statement of the twin.

“Otosan isn’t dead.” Atsumu feels his shoulder tense at those words, it seems like the twins were giving him such a field day today with questions and new information, “ ‘Kaasan says that he’s off somewhere following his dreams and he’ll come back soon.”

Atsumu wants to ask about a lot of things.

He wants to ask about what Youta said, he wants to ask who the fucking asshole was, he wants to ask why you’re waiting for him when he left you hanging by a thread there with two kids.

He really does but when he drops you off at your home and a sudden troubled expression graces your features when you see an older woman standing there, he knows that it isn’t the right time. Instead, he quietly says goodbye and watches the interaction closely from a distance. A bit of worry filling him since he didn’t like that expression you were showing.

The twins didn’t seem to know who the older woman was but judging by her body language she knew you very well.

Come to think of it, her features were very familiar. Cold eyes, (h/c) hair, a very familiar facial feature.

Could it be-

“Y/N…” she tries to call out but you immediately walk past her, paying her no attention. He feels nervous, “Y/N, please don’t ignore me. I’m your okaasan-”

Suddenly he realizes why he has never met your family at all.

Judging by the interaction he sees, you were anything but close with them and that your relationship with them was stagnant (it probably worsened since you got kids at an early age and the father left you to dry). The kids probably don’t even know who that woman was, you continue to ignore her as you sons look at her warily.

When she starts to get physical, he gets out of the car and tries to stop the women from getting any closer to you and the boys, “What are you doing? Don’t you know who I am-” the woman tries to yell her way through but the blonde notices how you flinch away from her as soon as you hear her loud voice and hide the kids behind you as if you were protecting them.

“She doesn’t want to see you or have her near her kids, so please leave before I call security.” Atsumu tried to calm the situation down, not wanting to raise his voice, he could be wrong about his assumptions and he didn’t want to let your mom see him in a bad light.

“You don’t understand-”

“Obaasan.” his voice was anything but nice and friendly now, he wanted to try and respect the woman who brought you to this world, he really does, but right now he wouldn’t mind calling the cops on her if she resorted to making a scene here,  “Please leave before I call for security.”

Your mother grips on her expensive handbag tight and with one last glance to you, she immediately walks away. You don’t notice how you’re shaking and that Youta is crying behind you while Yuuto is trying his best to calm his twin down by insulting him and calling him a crybaby.

“L/N-san, are you-”

“I’m fine.” You cut him off, taking in a few deep breaths to calm you down, “I’m fine.”

He grabs your wrist and stares at you dead in the eye, “You’re shaking, Y/N.” He suddenly says your name softly, you're scared that if he goes nearer, he’d hear your ranging heart beat so you take a step further back and let go of his hold.

Atsumu narrows his eyes and tightens his lips at your response but decides against it, instead he turns to Youta and Yuuto, “I have a game next week and I got extra tickets, would you like to watch? The adlers and I will be playing, I heard one of ya likes Tobio-chan so much.”

Youta finally stops crying as soon as he hears the mention of free tickets and turns to a bundle of excited energy. Yuuto even starts jumping up and down at the mention of Kageyama Tobio. 

Atsumu still has a lot of questions for you though, about your family, why you haven’t mentioned them, or the fact that their asshole of a father just left you to fulfill his dreams (he’s angry, very angry especially about this one) yet when he sees the small smile on your lips as you watch your kids jump up and down.

He holds back.

Those questions can wait another day.

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[ehbunnehsblog]

So I am gonna be putting a compilation of parts of the PPG script here and mind you I have never seen the original so I can't comment on a lot but yes I might criticize some parts cause this is so bad. So first off as you can tell drugs are going to be involved in this because if you want an adult show ya need drugs kids fuck just fighting some bad guys let's make a show that was about kids now talk about drugs and be controversial just like if they were a Disney star.

Here is a good one right here like wtf does this even mean? Buttercup was straight I believe in the original and I get they made her to be lesbian which is fine but it feels like a slap in the face to the original like how tf was Craig supposed to know she was actually lesbian??? Lmfao! I can just see them in a dark room while she says this. Like I get how this fits the show but while it does it also is a slap in the face to the original.

Remind you that in the original these girls were kids. Imma say it now I am sex positive I am weed positive if you do that hey whatever that's great but I hate how these shows have to add sex and drugs and partying in. You know those relatable tweets people see online? That's the vibes I am getting it's trying way to hard to sound relatble and to be raunchy but like barely anyone would actually talk like this. Shows don't have to have sex, drugs or partying to be adult but CW here thinks this is what it is but hey they are just from Hollywood so of course they probably wouldn't know what people that aren't from there are actually like.

Let's tackle the first one first okay. Why are they making characters who were young before so oversexulized it's so weird and now the second part WHY TF WOULD YOU EVEN PUT THAT IN THERE???? Sorry but this is so bad who the hell wrote this who needed that? Really who needed to have that part? Sorry but it gets worse but all of these write like a 15 year old writing fanfic but these got taken down so this is most likely real and if it is that person should probably be fired. If people wanna make a remake they should know what the fans want but it feels like they didn't. We couldn't save Winx club from being destroyed so hopefully we can save this one.

Ughhh honestly that's all NEXT!

Oh god of course let's put in politics because people aren't miserable enough. Honestly as someone who likes shows, movies etc. I can watch a movie with politics but I also like watching them to get away from politics. I am sick of politics and I assume PPG was so sweet where people watch it to get away from politics.

This looks like something the Onion would write like this part would be good if it wasn't about PPG.

Whyyyy omg okay heres the thing on the internet this is fine but in a show this is gonna age terribly like don't make Harambe jokes or any memes pretty sure Harambe is an old meme anyways so it already aged badly. Look at Bubbles and her white self talking about whitewashing even though she is white and Buttercup was white in the cartoon but oh no Craig is wrong and he actually is the bad guy who whitewashed fuck off CW you aren't better you must be jealous people would prefer to watch something that's actually good than whatever this crap is. Also the black people I have talked to hate how they made Buttercup why? Because of stereotypes they made the aggressive one black. They say they wanna be diverse but than look racist. Also another stereotype is that if you are a tomboy you must like girls so they made Buttercup have two stereotypes which btw it's fine to be a tomboy and like girls but it's a big stereotype that if you are a tomboy whether you like girls, guys, both, neither etc you must be a lesbian which isn't always true.

Sorry for the amount of swearing but this writing is awful and just all of it needs to be thrown out and CW needs to stop and fire these people. I get that Y2K is very popular but this isn't what people asked for or wanted and if they wanna bring back an old and beloved show this isn't how you do it. Idk what they did but they really should have talked to fans of the series or just made a cutesy and girly remake. Idk why and I talked about this in my last PPG post but CW must really dislike feminine and girly things feminine and girly things are usually seen as less and aren't always appreciated as much as more masculine things and don't get me wrong some of those feminine things suck but seeing it from a company feels worse because it's actually making the change that feminine and girly can't be a thing and than they make it all about sex, drugs and partying and very adult and heres the thing I am 19 almost 20 and I might be too old to others to like girly things and cutesy shows maybe but it's fine to be older and like to like more feminine, girly and cutesy things. This script definitely makes me want to watch the original.

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