#no but i NEED flesh pit merch

[milquetoad]

i need the mystery flesh pit national park merch shirt that’s just a commemorative tee covered in blood

[redd956]

3 Dark Works of Worldbuilding You Should Check Out

Growing up fascinated by worldbuilding I consumed it frequently as a child. Even to this I love indulging in the hard works of others, getting lost in their creations. Here is three works of worldbuilding that did so for me.

Mystery Flesh Pit National Park

This glorious, beautiful, well thought out, and bone-chilling creation is thanks to Trevor Roberts. Warning! His works are not always for the faint of heart. Mystery Flesh Pit National Park is a horror worldbuilding project, kickstarted by Trevor from reddit and tumblr. He has made quite the rabbit hole to deep dive into, providing all sorts of intricate worldbuilding.

His collections of art, found footage, merch, faux advertisements, and more provides the dark and horrific story of Mystery Flesh Pit National Park. His creation utilizes body horror, cosmic horror, gore, and more. When you delve into his stuff you begin rapidly digging for more.

I cannot fathom how intricate, detailed, and well thought out his worldbuilding to this horror story is. You seriously have to see it for yourself, and I cannot wait for what he does next!

Watership Down

Watership Down is a novel about rabbits written in 1972 by Richard Adams. It also grew in popular from its surprisingly U-rated “children’s” movie, known for its dark themes and extreme violence. I knew instantly after seeing the original movie that I needed to find and read the book, so I did. 

Adams did a spectacular job in worldbuilding. Even though the characters the book follows is a group of rabbits they feel as human and two-dimensional as possible. Adams holds nothing back in worldbuilding what a rabbit’s culture would be like, and how that effects their journey. There is even a consistent pantheon patterned throughout the book, constantly references and used as motivation to these rabbits.

Adams makes up his own words and rules, and when the characters say them it is as if you’ve heard them millions of times before. He is a great writer at allowing the worldbuilding feel incredibly natural to the story. Also a great writer at making you root and fear for these rabbits lives. Watership Down isn’t even Adams’ only book of very dark nature, with great writing skill, I encourage you to check his works out.

Cult of the Lamb

I followed the production of Cult of the Lamb when I saw its Kickstarter trailer a few years ago. I became incredibly excited due to its dark concept, and bubbly adorable art style. So when the video game released I bought it quickly as to avoid spoilers. I was not disappointed.

As an Indie game developed by Massive Monster, it is an occult themed dark game consisting of cutesy anthropomorphic creatures and exquisitely well designed dark worldbuilt settings. I myself am a sucker for strong gameplay, but what I really found myself absorbed in was the art and worldbuilding around me. Each boss’s area is alive with dark fauna, intriguing enemies, and epic OST.

The spider inspired area and the Cave of Midas both gave me chills upon first entering. The bosses themselves are based off of plentiful of dark references, and I cannot help but appreciate the research that must’ve gone into designing them. I also enjoy seeing that the lamb’s cult isn’t the only one around, and you interact with many other darkly religious designed societies running with their own deeply upsetting problems.

[let-me-love-you-loki]

Hoping Too Late

I would never get enough of the days that Matt and Nick were home from running loops. Sometimes, it felt like I only saw them a week for every month. It had certainly taken some getting used to, and, early on, Matt had promised me he would understand if the life were too much for me. That alone had been enough for me to work hard to keep our relationship together. It didn’t hurt that I knew the moment I lost Matt, I would lose Nick, too.

           But that had been over a year ago, and Matt and I were two months away from getting married. I’d gotten used to the long absences, training myself to be awake at any given time based on where they were so I could talk to them. FaceTime conversations were a multi-time a day occurrence. The boys shared a room to save money, so sometimes Matt and I spoke in whispers while he sat on the edge of the bathtub.

           Almost as soon as he proposed, we started talking about our future plans. Matt’s proposal had taken place on the roof of his apartment complex, but he was desperately certain that we would have a real home when we married. He and Nick went looking, searched for a few months, and then decided to buy houses right next to one another. Matt wanted it to be a surprise, but Nick snuck some pictures of the house. I fell in love with it the second I saw it. And, guiltily, I was secretly desperately happy that the younger Jackson would be so close.

           But buying a house wasn’t the only thing Matt wanted to talk about. We spent hours thinking and talking about what our life would be like. Not long after we started dating, Matt insisted that I be the one to design their shirts and other merchandise. Nick would joke and say that they were making more money on merch now than they did before they met me. It was a fun use of my art degree, and I loved seeing the boys so happy with the things I came up with. The family business was booming… just without the family.

           I’d spent a long time thinking about marriage and family and everything that came with it. The more I let the idea simmer in the back of my mind, the more I found myself wanting everything—the house, toys spread all over the place, kids with their mess, their stress—more than I’d ever wanted anything before. My dreams were suddenly taken over with the image of cherubic babies with Matt’s dark hair and laughing eyes.

***

           It was a few days before the wedding, and the three of us were sitting at a table on the patio of Cheesecake Factory. My mother, sister, brother-in-law, and niece were in town, and it felt as if we were hurtling toward the wedding day. I couldn’t explain it, but I had a deep desperation to keep Nick close. There was a cloud hanging over me, as if the moment Matt and I said I do Nick would no longer be part of my life. It didn’t matter that I knew—logically at least—that he would always be around. But it wouldn’t be the same.

           I snuck a forkful of the raspberry swirl cheesecake on Nick’s plate and grinned. “Have you got your speech ready?”

           He smiled back and pushed the plate toward me. His eyes were bright and crisp, a blue like chips of ice. “I’m going to wing it. Might even cut a promo on you two.”

           Matt laughed and leaned back in his chair. He reached over and took my hand in his. “Make sure you mention the family business. And the family that’s coming, too.”

           Nick sputtered his drink, coughing hard. “Excuse me?”

           I felt the heat burn all over my face. My heart smashed against my ribs. Matt looked perfectly serene as he smiled at his brother. “Mom and Dad are itching for grandkids. And I wouldn’t mind having a kid or two.”

           Matt’s fingers slid up my wrist and along my forearm. A shiver went up my spine, and I knew my face was burning even more brightly than before. I nipped my lip and glanced up at Nick, my stomach turning sideways as I saw the look in his blue eyes.

Nick

           I didn’t know what to say. Honestly, I couldn’t find the words to describe the thoughts going through my head at that moment. Matt had always talked about wanting kids. It was an easy thing for him to imagine. Theoretically, I knew somewhere in the back of my mind that Y/N and Matt would have kids someday. But that had always been that kind of far away possibility. Not something that would be happening anytime soon.

           Y/N’s face was bright red, and she didn’t want to look at me. Her eyes were turned away, the color creeping down her throat in splotches. I watched her draw her bottom lip between her teeth. She was so completely beautiful that it hurt. More so because I knew that that I would never be able to tell her.

           Before I could stop myself, my thoughts conjured up an image of her that I knew I would never forget. I saw her, backlit from sun streaming through a huge window, gauzy dress fluttering around her body. Her hair hung in soft curls against her shoulders, the light making it seem as if she had a halo around her head. Every care and edge of her was smoothed into an ethereal image of her with her hands cradled protectively around her stomach, round and full with the child that grew inside her.

           My heart squeezed so hard that it nearly choked me. Acidic tears burned my eyes as a mix of sadness and wistfulness ran through me. The sheer beauty of the image made me feel as if my chest was going to crack open with the force of my emotion. I couldn’t deny that I wanted to see Y/N beautiful and glowingly pregnant.

           But I would never admit that I wished it was mine.

Matt

           Y/N blushed so red that I was sure I could have toasted a marshmallow from the heat coming off her face. Goosebumps rose along her arms, following the trail of my fingers along her flesh. She was beautiful in her embarrassment, although I couldn’t honestly understand why. We’d talked for months about what we wanted our future to be. She’d been the one to bring up kids, to talk names and dreams of a house full of our children.

           It shouldn’t have been a surprise that we’d talk about it with Nick. He was my brother, my best friend. And they had long been best friends too. Why was she so shy about talking about it in front of him?

           I turned my attention from my wife-to-be to my brother. Nick was watching her with a strange sort of awe. His eyes were glued to her face. There was something about the way that he looked at her—a strange mix of sadness and peace and wistfulness and happiness. Nick’s fingers clenched into a fist before he drew a deep breath and forced them to relax. I watched the way he tapped them against the tabletop, each movement seeming to draw his hand closer to hers unconsciously.

           For a moment, my brother looked as if he were about to be sick. He drew another deep breath and swallowed hard. Then he smiled. “Promise you’ll name your son after me?”

           Y/N laughed nervously, tucking her hair behind her ears. I slid my fingers between hers. “Of course.”

***

           We’d been married for less than forty-eight hours when Matt tugged me down on the hotel sofa between him and Nick. The memory of that first night—and yesterday, and last night, and this morning—made me feel warm and happy. Nick gathered me back against his chest, wrapping his arms around me. He nuzzled his nose along the side of my neck before leaving warm kisses below the curve of my jaw just under my ear. Matt turned sideways to look at the two of us, a contented smile settling on his lips.

           “Are you happy?” Matt asked, reaching out to stroke his fingertips along my cheek. The pad of his thumb swept the flesh of my lower lip. I fought the urge to lick my lips and flick my tongue against his thumb. His brown eyes darkened, pupils dilating slightly, as if he knew exactly what was going on in my head. “Honestly?”

           I grinned until I thought my face would crack in half. “Happier than I’ve ever been in my entire life.”

           Nick’s arms tightened around me as he kissed me again. He settled his hands low on my belly as he nuzzled against my shoulder. He gathered me close in a way that made my heart skip a beat in my chest.

           “I know we’ve talked about it before—you and me—but…” Matt said nervously, running his hand over his hair. I watched him tug at the strands caught up in the knot at the back of his head. “But I think we should talk about it again. Since there’s three of us involved with this now.”

           “What is it?” I asked frantically, feeling a weight settle deep in the pit of my stomach. “What’s wrong?”

           “Nothing’s wrong, Sunshine,” Nick whispered against my throat. “Nothing’s wrong, we promise.”

           The ache in my chest settled. “Then what…?”

           Matt moved closer until I was caught between the two of them. His palm cradled my cheek. A small, mischievous, hopeful smile tipped the corners of his mouth upward. Nick’s fingers drew gentle patterns on the flesh beneath his hands. The warmth of his breath settled against my throat as he rested his chin against my shoulder.

           “You wanted to have a family once… we me,” Matt said quietly. His brown eyes softened in question. As if he thought that I’d changed my mind. His gaze flicked to the side, settled on his brother. “Things have changed since then.”

           “I’ll understand if you want to keep it that way,” Nick murmured, his voice sad and faint. “I promised you I won’t get int the way, and I meant it. Whatever makes you happy, makes me happy.”

           I turned in Nick’s arms before I gave myself time to think. Matt’s eyes widened for a fraction of a second before he moved back to give me room. My fingers cradled Nick’s jaw, forcing him to look me in the eyes. “How could you think that? I love both of you more than you could ever know. You’ve given me the chance to have everything I’ve ever wanted. What makes you think that doesn’t include children? With both of you?”

           I heard Matt chuckle from behind me and turned to see him grinning at Nick. “He’s stubborn. And he needed to hear it from you.”

           My arms slipped around Nick, pulling him close to that I could whisper in his ear. I reminded him of that first night—the wedding night—and how I thought I’d made myself clear with my intentions. Heat rushed into me at the memory of the first time he touched me, the first time he kissed me without guilt or shyness.

           “And, if all else fails, we can have a lot of fun trying…”

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[dreamofyouandi]

AU ideas!

A weeping angel au. One character is a normal mortal, the other is a weeping angel, a creature that can only move when no other being is looking directly at them. If someone looks at them, they immediately turn to stone and cannot be killed. The weeping angel and the mortal must find a way to carry out a relationship without one ever looking at the other. (Bonus points if it's an enemies-to-lovers fic, where the weeping angel character is assigned to kill the mortal character without the mortal ever seeing them, but they eventually fall in love. (Bonus bonus points if you name the fic after The Angel and the One by Weezer.))

One character is a vampire or some other being who needs to feed on human flesh to survive. The other has the power to indefinitely regenerate any part of their body. Antics ensue.

Post apocalyptic au where anything that could possibly cause pleasure to oneself is nationally outlawed. A dealer of sugar falls deeply in love with one of their sweet-toothed clients.

High school au, but it takes place in hell.

ART SCHOOL AUS. THERE ARE NOT NEARLY ENOUGH ART SCHOOL AUS. I WANT TO SEE TWO CHARACTERS BOND OVER HOW UNREASONABLE THEIR ARTS MANAGEMENT PROFESSOR IS AND SLOWLY FALL IN LOVE WITH ONE ANOTHER

West Side Story au!!

Sculptor falls in love with one of his creations. They convince a witch to make a spell that would turn the sculpture into a real human. The spell works, but at a cost...

Characters 1 and 2 meet in the pit of a metal concert (or, alternatively, character 1 is in the pit and character 2 is in the band performing...)

On farmersonly.com, two city kids who both made accounts as a joke end up actually meeting up and falling in love

Coffee shop au but the coffee shop is purgatory

Goth/Metalcore Hot Topic worker falls in love with their #1 customer, a weeby cosplayer who comes there every week to buy My Hero Academia merch

[metalchickaf19]

The Bowers Gang: How the Guys Would Behave at a Rock Concert with Their S/O (Anonymous Request)

* In a scenario where the guys take their partners to a Guns N’ Roses concert.

* Any and all credit for this idea goes to the requestor.

Belch

Super psyched to be at an actual rock concert

Like... the most psyched you’ve ever seen a person be

Has only ever been able to buy taped live performances off the burners at his school, and so is kind of mind-blown to actually be at one in the flesh

Shows up early to tailgate/kick it with the metalhead crowd (starts blabbering about 60s’, 70s’, and 80s’ rock with at least five different groups of people)

Matching band tees for Huggins and his partner?

That question is met with a resounding yes (our resident teddy bear spent the entire night before decorating them)

Lets his s/o sit on his shoulders for the majority of the performance...

... yet also manages to keep a beer in his hand the whole time somehow

I don’t even know, man - dude can balance a Solo cup full of Budweiser and his fully grown beloved without flaw

Functioning alcoholism, folks - it’s an art  

Randomly tickles his s/o’s sides/sways them around on top of him to the music

Lots of drunken singing (*cough* screaming *cough*) along with the band  

Tries to get up on stage during the finale (because intoxication), but gets booted off by security

Insists that he and his s/o should try to sneak backstage and meet the band after the show, but ultimately passes out and needs to be driven home

What can I say? Drunk Huggins 1.) slurs everything, and 2.) is mischievous

... It’s really good that you didn’t try to sneak backstage though

That was a terrible idea

Henry

Didn’t want to come to the show, but let his s/o drag him along

Mostly because relationship Bowers = soft Bowers, but also because Butch took the day off work that day

Tries to start a fight with literally everyone that bumps into him (aka: 70% of the crowd)

In general, acts like the one tense needle in a haystack of party people

I.e. Won’t eat or drink anything, stands rigidly straight, watches the people around him as if they’re up to something, etc.

Basically just radiates that natural “Bowers” vibe despite the fact that the setting isn’t suited to it anymore

Doesn’t sing/respond to the music at all once the show starts...

... but is straight-up enthralled by the concept of the mosh pit

Seriously. Just stands and stares at it for a good few minutes, completely ignoring the stage

Never decides to join in though, because Henry isn’t about that “fair fight” life

Rolls his eyes every time his partner sings along with the band

Eventually starts mumbling lyrics under his breath/nodding his head along to the beat, but stops every time his s/o looks over at him

Yeah... you basically brought a walking corpse as your concert date

Have fun with your socially inept, perpetually angry boyfriend

Patrick

Doesn’t care about the music part of this at all - just came to fuck shit up

Didn’t even know what band he and his partner were seeing until they showed up early to tailgate

Takes food from people’s cars/trucks/grills mid-conversation so they won’t notice (i.e. hiding in plain sight)

Also steals a couples’ tickets immediately before the show, and sells them back to them saying he “just had extras”

Moral of the story: Hockstetter is never a kind soul, folks - if he has what you need, he’s probably the one that took it from you in the first place

“Encourages” his s/o to jump into the mosh pit (aka: tries to physically force them into it while laughing like a maniac)

Eventually accepts that they won’t do it though, and dives headfirst into it himself

... the mosh pit was disbanded by security a few minutes later though, because people started dropping with severe injuries (random stab wounds, 2nd degree burns, etc.)

Screams out the lyrics with his s/o every time the band lets the audience sing along

Goes into a literal trance when everyone puts their lighters in the air at the same time  

Probably the most “at peace” facial expression his partner ever sees Patrick make - just stares out at the field of flame in front of him, and barely seems to be processing it

... But you know what Hockstetter was thinking about?

He was thinking about how he wished he had brought his hair spray, so he could light up 80% of the crowd at the same time with one spritz

... Yeah. His train of thought was less than wholesome, and we’re all extremely surprised by this, I’m sure

In the end, slightly murdery, but overall a fun experience

His s/o better be down to try to sneak backstage after the performance, though - unlike Belch, Hockstetter can actually make that shit happen  

Victor

Doesn’t know the band well, but is happy to be at a concert nonetheless

Spent the last few days familiarizing himself with the band’s music so he would be able to follow along with the songs

Doesn’t sing much, but moves to the music a lot

I.e. Nods his head a lot, rocks his body back and forth to the beat - “cool guy” moves

Cuts loose when it comes to headbanging, though

Like... legit.

What can I say? Criss gives no fucks when “Welcome to the Jungle” is playing, so shut your mouth and stand at a safe distance

Randomly disappears from his seat in the middle of the show...

... and comes back with an armful of band merch for his partner (hat, t-shirt, complimentary hot dog - the works)

Keeps an arm around his s/o and sings along with them after some adorable urging (Victor can never resist the dough eyes)

Whenever a slow song plays, pulls his partner to a secluded part of the venue beside the stage to dance with them in private

... which inevitably leads to a highly romantic make-out session every time

Ends the night with a cheap, late-night meal at the local diner, and much talking about the extreme amounts of fun had at the concert

Is it a dream date?

I’ll let you decide.

... Yes, it’s a dream date.

[corporrealism]

mystery flesh pit national park has a merch store and I desperately need the one shirt about corporate hubris

[lovelyjishwa]

rock show ; tyler joseph imagine

"Aren't you pumped, Y/N?" Your best friend squeals excitedly in the small line beside you. "Of course I am!" You reply to her with a giggle, still completely ecstatic over the fact you were going to see your favourite band in concert. Even though you'd already seen them perform multiple times, the feeling of excitement and adrenaline that flooded your body had never changed It finally hit you that for the first time, you were going into the chaotic pit of a Twenty One Pilots concert. In the previous concerts you attended, you and your best friend had seats that were on the sides of the venue. However, this time you were going in be in the front row, pressed against the barrier of the pit; and that was guaranteed because you had arrived so many hours early to get your spot. You were going to be so close to the extraordinary band that you could see their faces up close. No screens, no TVs. In person. And that sent shivers down your spine. "I just can't believe that it would be possible to be so close to them, especially Tyler. I owe all I've got to that man and he doesn't even know it," you say with a shaky exhale. This concert meant everything to you. It's as if being in the pit is like being on stage with the boys, sharing every single experience together. "I know you've been through hell and back, and I'm so glad their music and Tyler's words could be there for you. But tonight is all about being in the moment! Tonight we are going to finally be alive!" Your best friend squeals for the millionth time that day and pulls you into a heartwarming hug. You have no idea what you'd do without her love and support. "Let's hope we don't die tonight in the pit. I've seen how crazy it gets in there," you add. You tried to hide your nervousness under a small chuckle after your words. "Don't worry, we'll be fine! Besides, if Josh, Tyler or the security spot anything fishy going on, they'll get you out straight away," your best friend nudges you on the shoulder and smile at you reassuringly. She could tell you were about to start sweating due to how anxious you had became, but she had your back if something unplanned happened. You and your best friend had made it to the front of the pit, wild grins on your faces as you watched the venue fill up with people. Your wide eyes scanned across the Clique members that were practically drowning in the band's merch, with all equally excited grins on their faces. It was only a matter of time that the best night of your life was going to begin. And you weren't going to forget it. _______ The crowd roared as Tyler jumped off the stage and into the tight space between the stage and the pit, leaving Josh in his own little world with his drums. The security guards helped Tyler onto the crowd, hands grabbing onto his ankles so he could stand. You felt your heart sink slightly because you couldn't get to him, due to everybody pushing and shoving, but you were still overjoyed that you were so close to him. His eyes glimmered with happiness and gratitude. A large smile was plastered on his face, Tyler's white teeth shining in the lights. You could see the stubble growing on his chin and jaw, his long and dark eyelashes contrasting with his starry brown eyes. You felt a wave of serenity wash over you. You weren't sure what this feeling was, but it made you feel complete. "Tyler!" His name slips out from your lips in a yell, dreaming to get the attention of the male who had his head was down, focused on trying to stay balance on the crowd. Tyler immediately raised his head up and you were met with sweet doe eyes. You felt everything stop. The sound of crazed fans and loud drumming in the background, muted. All you could focus on was Tyler. You looked into his eyes and got lost in them. You swore it felt like walking through a beautiful forest, trees towering over you. The earthy smells of pinecones and grass roaming the atmosphere. You felt peace. With all of these feelings rushing inside you, you managed to widened your eyes, astounded that he heard you over the screaming of thousands of people around the both of you. "You saved my life, thank you!" You stammered inaudibly to begin, but you managed to spit your words out louder the second time. You held your hand out as high as you possibly could, hoping he'd take it. His eyes softened and watered with pride with your words, Josh still pounding at his drums to fill in the time it took to get his band mate on the crowd. "I'm glad we could be there for you!" He yelled back as you watched a small tear quickly slip down his cheek. You could see the bliss and overwhelming amount of thankfulness in his eyes. The whole Clique knows how much those small connections with fans, means to Tyler. It's his motivation to keep going even when he's in his darkest hours. The thought that his music had saved a troubled person, helps him push through his own. Tyler lent down shakily and grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours, not breaking his eye contact with you. Your hand was smaller in his, but it fit. Your hands had fit together like puzzle pieces, that it were meant to be. Your heart skipped a beat and you clung onto his hand for dear life, not wanting to let go and he did the same. Something set a spark off in your stomach when he gave your hand a small squeeze, after noticing you were crying. This had to be a dream, it was too good to be true. Maybe it was the sound of the crowd screaming, or the feeling of invincibility that made you feel so calm. Everytime you came to a Twenty One Pilots concert, it made you feel at home. There's no place you'd rather be than singing songs that nobody wrote with thousands of people. "I'm taking over my body, back in control, no more shotty. I bet a lot of me was lots T's and crossed I's undotted. I fought it a lot and seems a lot like flesh is all I got not anymore, flesh out the door," He sang into the microphone, each word laced with passion. You didn't remove your eyes from Tyler's, not willing for the blissful connection between you both to end. Tyler continued to sing and the crowd couldn't get enough, and neither could you. Your hero had your hand in his and he was gripping it tightly, like he was afraid that if he did, the world would crumble. The crowd looked at Tyler with stars in their eyes, gazing upon what is their world. "You are surrounding all my surroundings sounding, down the mountain range, of my left side brain. You are surrounding all my surroundings, twisting the kaleidoscope, behind both of my eyes." You watched Tyler's bright eyes roam the crowd around him, feasting his eyes upon the beautiful white lights the Clique made with their phones. However, his eyes stopped and locked with yours again, and sang the seven words you'd never forget. "And I'll be holding on to you." He sang. These words were soft and meaningful, different for when he yells it in the studio version. Meaning and purpose spilled from his voice and made your heart melt. You blushed wildly and Tyler chuckled into the microphone, the beautiful sound echoing through the arena. Quickly before the security guard pulled him off the crowd, Tyler pulled his own backstage pass out of his back pocket and handed to you. The mass of fans around him tried to swipe and grab the pass, but he made sure that you got it with a couple of scoldings to the fans below him. "Come after the show," he said as the security guard ripped Tyler off the crowd and out of your reach. You can't seem to form any words since you were so shocked over his gesture, so you nodded in response. Slowly, his fingers slipped away from yours but Tyler kept his arm outstretched, giving you the feeling he didn't want to let go. From there and on in the concert, Tyler continued to belt out his songs with all that he had. He looked at you in the crowd when he was singing The Run And Go, particularly when he sang, "tonight I need you to stay". Let's just say Tyler made you blush millions of times through the concert. Your best friend was freaking out beside you after how he talked to you in 'Holding On To You'. She was freaking out just as much as you were and that was a crap ton. ______ "What do you do?" Your best friend said standing around awkwardly. It was the end of the concert and everybody had already left. It was just you and your friend in the venue, nobody else to be seen. "I-I dunno," You replied running your hand through your hair anxiously. You begin to scan over the arena, hoping to see a security guard somewhere to take you backstage. Your eyes fall over a familiar person, walking out from backstage and onto the stage. "Holy shit, that's Tyler Joseph," your best friend stammered and pointed in his direction. You nodded and shoved your clammy hands into your jean pockets. "I can't believe you're gonna meet Tyler Joseph," she said and gave you a hug. "I'll be outside the arena waiting for you," she smiles and bids you farewell, leaving you and Tyler alone in the area. You gathered all your thoughts and took a deep breath, walking over to the stage. You walked up the few steps and you grew closer to Tyler. You saw his cheeks flushed a crimson as you approached him and he began to walk over to you. "Hey," Tyler said with a large smile and pulled you into a hug. This took you by surprise as he wrapped his arms around your waist, but you pushed down your awkwardness and hugged him back. You snaked your arms around his neck and let out a shaky breath. "When are you gonna meet that girl in the crowd that you won't shut up about" A tall man with yellow hair announced as he walked out onto the stage in search of his friend, twiddling the red drumstick in his hand. "Oh," he said as he saw you and Tyler standing together. You saw Tyler narrow his eyes at Josh from the corner of your eye, pulling his bottom lip under his teeth. "You know what- I'm just gonna," Josh pointed to the backstage with his thumb and cleared his throat awkwardly, then retraced his steps back to the room behind the stage. You felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment. Tyler was talking about you to his best friend? "Well that's proof Josh is practically a mother walking in on his kid that's with his crush," Tyler chuckled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head. "Crush, huh?" You smirk confidently and giggle. "Yeah- I uh," Tyler stammered and failed to collect his words which made you bite your lip. How could somebody be so cute when they're nervous? "I'm really glad that our music could help you in your dark times," Tyler said with a gentle smile. "I am too. If it weren't for this music, I don't know how I would've fought the demons in my head," you said honestly. This year had been really rough and it didn't have any benefits on your mental health. However, when Twenty One Pilots came into your life and you found out that a man named Tyler Joseph shared the same feelings as you, you didn't feel so alone. "It really means a lot. It's really comforting to know I'm not the only one going through this stuff," Tyler replied and looked down at the ground, tapping his foot against the stage shyly. "I was wondering if you'd like to tag along with Josh and I to get something to eat downtown? It's all good if you can't," Tyler said after quickly collecting himself. A smile crawled onto your lips as he raised his head slowly to see your reaction to his proposal. "That sounds lovely. Let me guess, we're going to a Taco Bell nearby?" You replied with a boost of confidence. You had no idea why you felt so comfortable and chilled out around Tyler, but you chose to ignore the thought and let it happen. "How did you know?" A relieved chuckle left his lips, his brown eyes twinkling in the light above the stage. "Who in the Clique doesn't know?" You giggled. "Play ukulele?" He asks to clear the small silence. Tyler walked over to his ukulele that was perched on it's stand, retrieving it and bringing it back to you. "Yeah, I know some stuff," you say as he hands it to you. You take it and smile, strumming it gently. You know how to play lots of songs on the ukulele and it was all thanks to Tyler for inspiring you to do so. "I'm going to go clean myself up and look somewhat presentable. I'll be back in a few minutes, please don't leave," he said with a small and sencere smile. "I'll be here, don't worry," you said sitting yourself down on the edge of the stage, playing a few chords on the instrument in your lap. With that, Tyler headed off to backstage. However, you didn't notice Tyler stopping at the door to backstage. His soft eyes stayed on you, just listening to you hum the sound of Tear In My Heart, accompanied by quiet strums of his ukulele. He couldn't wipe the smile off his face. And neither could you.

[ktley1986]

My husband isn’t nerdy, at all.  Which is okay because I happen to be nerdy enough for both of us-I love comics, video games, Star Wars, Harry Potter, Battlestar Galactica, etc.  I love all of it, mainly because I happen to know a lot about history and world events and the main theme of history is that people are super shitty to each other, all the time, usually without very good reason.  And once you know that, sometimes the only way to stay sane is to find solace in imaginary worlds-maybe that’s not always the healthiest thing, but at least if someone is cruel in one of those worlds they usually get a satisfying comeuppance, which sadly, rarely happens in the real world.   Now that we’re all suitably depressed, Mike and I were watching The Phantom Menace the other day and he made the grave error in judgement to remark that he “didn’t remember this movie being that bad.  People like it when it came out!” I mean, is that technically true? Yes.  I definitely enjoyed these movies when they came out as a teenager (I was also afflicted with a debilitating crush on Hayden Christensen, which has since died a death of natural causes) and I will stand by that, because I didn’t know any better.  Now with the benefit of experience and foresight I realize the serious damage done to the Star Wars universe and the overwhelmingly potential of what could have been.  Because it’s fresh in my mind after having given an impromptu mini-lecture to my husband earlier, I will explain my problems with Episodes 1-3 of the Star Wars film franchise. The whole Space Jesus thing You know what I’m talking about-the fact that Anakin Skywalker doesn’t have a dad, but is basically just the product of the Force and his long suffering, cipher of a mother figure.  That doesn’t even kind of make sense and it’s so lazy and shitty as to be actually insulting.  Let’s also remember that he’ll eventually become Darth Vader, the ultimate bad guy (and if you’re currently feeling the soft and fuzzies for him, remember he did kill a whole temple full of children.)  He’s such a special snowflake, he’s totally selfless, he’s the most amazing pod racer or whatever, he’s basically Valentina from Season 9 of Drag Race, and she turned out crazy too.  He just needs to compare himself to Selena to make the transformation complete.

Obi Wan to Anakin, honestly.

My problem with that is this could have been a much more interesting story, in the hands of someone who gave a shit about storytelling or the emotional arc of a character.  What if he was just a regular person, who had a dad and a mother who wasn’t window dressing for made up emotional issues later, but maybe he was kind of a reckless dick, then they could have made a more interesting story about how some people aren’t fit to have power, even if they are technically proficient.  It could have been an interesting twist on the idea that all Jedi are totally perfect peace keeping good guys, but what if he was able to convince them he was, but in reality, he was actually a dick?  At least that would make more sense later when he in fact does turn out to be a dick.   The whole Jango/Boba Fett story arc Famously George Lucas had this whole series written out back in the 70’s but the studio was only interested in making episodes 4-6, since the storyline was more cohesive.  I believe that’s true, and I even believe that a lot of the nonsense he put into the first 3 episodes was present in those early drafts, but I can’t be expected to believe that the basis for the clones was Jango Fett, and that his clone son would grow up to be Boba Fett, kick ass bounty hunter extraordinaire.  I get that Boba Fett was a wildly popular character, despite having zero lines as far as I can recall, and getting knocked into the pit of Sarlacc to be digested slowly over a thousand years, he’s my brother’s favorite character, so by default one of mine too, but honestly?  This is endemic of a wider problem in the first three movies in my opinion which is shoe-horning in fan favorite characters rather than making new and interesting ones which serve the story.  Why the everloving fuck is young Anakin making his dirt farmer slave mom a protocol droid?  Does she have a lot of use for translations of over 6 million forms of communication?  Lucas just wanted to take what worked from the original movies and force it into the new ones, although to be fair his stab at original characters did give us Jar Jar Binks, so maybe it’s a good call after all.   Darth Vader’s reasoning for becoming Darth Vader This is where it really hits home for me how much cooler this story could have been-the transformation into one of the most iconic villains of all time was just so lame in these movies.  For one thing, the romance between Padme and Anakin is painful and embarrassing, and this is coming from someone with a fairly comprehensive crush on Anakin.  So much cringe though, seriously.  But making it about him thinking that his wife might potentially die, is just stupid, especially because he ends up choking the fuck out of her.  Again, this is where the story could have been served by establishing him as a bit of a dick from the beginning, instead of a heroic space Jesus type character.  I mean, I am very much in love with my husband, probably irrationally so, but it would take a lot more than the premonition that he might, maybe, potentially die to make me murder an entire Jedi Temple full of younglings. And I don’t even like kids.  And then he just hates Obi Wan for not letting him live his best life or whatever, I mean they could have gone the route of him thinking there was a relationship between him and Padme, although I find the whole turning into an evil warlord over a lady to be one of the tired-est tropes on the planet.  It could have been so much better! Midi-chlorians Just no. So much politics and talk about trade negotiations. Oy! I get that George Lucas doesn’t really get how to write strong female characters, and I guess it’s kind of flattering that he thinks women’s strength is in the political arena, but man I do not give a fuck about trade embargos in the real world, so I definitely don’t give a fuck about trade negotiations in space.  I watched these movies for the first time as a young person and I could not have told you one thing about why the Nemoidians were doing, or what exactly was going on in the space Senate.  The beauty of the original trilogy is that things were simple, motivations were clear and no one had to put anything to a vote.

I don’t think the whole thing is awful-Darth Maul is pretty sick, General Grievous is cool, Christopher Lee is always a welcome addition to any movie, now that I’m older I can definitely appreciate young Ewan McGregor

I need to resolve my feelings about bearded Ewan McGregor

Now I’ve stalled out. Huh.  I know there are probably parts of it that are redeemable, but I can’t remember any, and I can’t be bothered to actually watch it again.  My point being is that it could have been so much better, if they were interested in telling a great story instead of making millions of dollars in merch.  Does anyone else remember all the merch associated with this, you couldn’t even buy a bag of chips without Jar Jar Binks dumb face looking at you.  While this isn’t something I would normally say, but I’m glad that Disney has the reins now, and they’ve already made some great Star Wars movies, sans mention of midi-chlorians which personally leaves me excited again to visit a galaxy far, far away.

My Epic Retcon of Darth Vader’s Backstory

Okay, so he’s just a normal kid, who has a mother AND a father, both of which are fleshed out characters, and he gets selected for Jedi training in a normal, non-mystical space Jesus way.  He turns out to be super great, a special snowflake, blah blah but then (plot twist!) he falls in love with another Jedi, and they have a clandestine affair until she gets pregnant with their baby.  Now, we all know Jedi aren’t supposed to have attachments blah blah, but they never explore what happens if you did, so it could be an interesting way to explore that idea.  So, the female Jedi (which really shouldn’t we get some female Jedis by now? Seriously?) refuses to tell the council who the father is, and she gets banished, without Anakin being aware of it until it’s already over.  She dies in childbirth, totally not the Jedi’s fault, but Anakin doesn’t know that, and that’s why her children are taken away and given to other families.  Anakin either finds out that Obi Wan took his children and that’s why they have their big battle where Obi chops his legs off and roasts the rest of him once he realizes that Anakin is the father and he’s so pissed at this point that he is going to try to kill him.  See, I literally just pulled that out of nowhere and managed to shoe horn a lady Jedi (which this series badly needs, come on!) and no mention of midi-chlorians! Is it a perfect story, no, but does it contain no mention of trade negotiations and Jar Jar binks, yes!

[k-p-p-d]

His eyes swept slowly over your figure, a dark spark of hunger glowing deep within their depths.

The music drifted through the air, the deep bass booming softly through your body as he pressed you against the wall. His head dipped down to the crook of your neck, “You’re always so eager for me, baby girl.” His hot breath against your neck fanned the growing fire in the pit of your stomach, intense need surging through you and making its presence known through the wanton moan you released. His lips ghosted over your exposed neck and along your jaw until they nibbled playfully on your ear. “I bet,” he breathed huskily as his hands began to crawl over your hips to grip your ass, “he could never make you this crazy.” Your breath hitched and your boiling blood spiked icily in your veins.

Abruptly he spun you around, large palms smoothing along the front of your thighs before dragging the hem of your dress upwards, the olive tinged silk lightly tickling your heated flesh. “Does he know,” he pondered as he ghosted a finger along the inner corners of your trembling thighs, “where to touch you to make you cry out his name?” You gasped as he flicked his thumb over your lace veiled pearl. “I didn’t think so,” he growled lowly as he slotted his lips against yours, guiding your violet painted lips with his as he dipped a finger into your slicked panties. You moaned loudly against him and closed your eyes as he continued to stroke your too-sensitive pearl. He licked hotly into your opened mouth as he dragged his hips against your ass, letting his arousal be felt deeply by you. You arched your back and pressed harder into him while dipping your hips just so that his finger slipped between your soaked lips and into your velvety walls. A loud groan tore through him as he felt your temple fold in around his finger, his fingertip brushing against the ridged altar that made you see stars. “Fuck, baby,” he growled as he slipped in another finger to worship at your heated and needy altar. You tilted your head back to rest against his broad shoulder and whimpered pathetically, your hand working its way up to grasp weakly at the nape of his neck. “So dirty, baby girl,” he teased as he pulled your earlobe between his teeth. “So needy for me and just me. Isn’t that right, baby?” You could only nod weakly as the tidal wave of pleasure he had been steadily making you swim towards rose up high above you, ready to crash over you and drag you out to the blissful sea. “God, you’re so beautiful like this,” he husked as he spread his fingers wide within you, making your hips buck forth and pushing you dangerously close to the edge. “You’re mine, all mine, baby girl. Isn’t that right? C'mon, baby, tell me who you belong to.” Your lips fell open as you panted hotly against his neck, unable to vocalize properly due to the intense drags of the waves you so desperately wanted to drown in. “I said,” he growled harshly as he flicked his thumb against your aching pearl, “tell me who you belong to.” A scream tore out of you as he bit down hard at the juncture of your neck and shoulder just as the massive orgasmic tidal wave crashed over you, dragging you far beneath its blissful surface into the most intense high.

Except the name you screamed out wasn’t his name. As soon as his name shot from your lips, he roughly pulled away from you, leaving you trembling and slightly disoriented. “I touch you like this,” he hissed, “and you still shout his name.” You scrambled to find the right words but his icy voice stopped you, “Get out and go fuck him for all I care.”

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Admin Smuttyfairy @ BTS WINGS TOUR CONCERT IN NEWARK DAY 2

Hello peoples! Here is my very much somewhat long ass post on the concert I attended! I apologize for such a late post of this but I’ve just been so wiped out and tired since then. 

This is written over the span of the past few days since the concert so the entire thing is a little rough and much of a blur. Beware of some nonsense and small grammar errors here and there.

I will also have a list of tips for anyone who needs it (towards the bottom)!

Okay so while I have this fresh on my mind, I’ll go ahead and explain and kind of story-tell the day and everything.

So, starting Thursday night we heard that the Friday concert people were already camping out. So we kind of freaked a little and decided to go extreme but not too crazy extreme. Get what I mean?

So, we woke up at 5AM, literally rolled out of our pajamas and called and UBER to take us to prudential center. To make things worse, we all went to bed around 12-1AM (me being last to sleep of course), and at some point in the night wake up to pee at 3:30AM and couldn’t go back to sleep. SO I WAS BASICALLY RUNNING ON 2 & HALF HOURS RIP ME GUYS.

To makes matters just a tad bit worse we didn’t really eat a full meal before we left and before attending the actual concert. B r o. I was dying the whole day.

ANYWAY BACK TO 5-6AM STAKE OUT. Powerhouse was giving wristbands to GA for entrance into the center at 11AM. We get to the place and we oh roughly estimate there’s about 150-200 fans already out?? So we felt pretty good about our place in terms of getting into the concert venue itself. LORD THE COLD. I thought I was going to lose my mind. My toes were frozen, at one point I couldn’t feel my feet and man just being in the cold hurts. BUT WE SURVIVED. WE DID IT. THE WHOLE 5-6 HOUR WAIT. I say 5-6 hour wait because at 11AM they started distributing the wristbands in a careful order so it took waaaaay longer than I thought it should have. We ended up leaving the venue to go back to our hotel to get ready for the actual concert maybe around 12-1:30??? And we had to get back by 3PM since Admin Wangfairy and our other friend had soundcheck.

So we split up, Admin Kookfairy and another friend of ours, we attempt to find merch but of course it’s all sold out (cries af) except for towels and the 2nd version BTS lightsticks. I also wanted to try out the BTS photobook but the line was sooosoosoossosooooooo long and we had to get in line for our GA access at 5-530PM (honestly can’t remember) Bc they wanted us in our numbered ordered and of course that was difficult af.

Anyway, 5:30PM or so rolls on and the four of us booked (but not really Bc security didn’t want us to run) it as soon as we got scanned in and everything. Admin Wangfairy was in P1 and our other friend and myself were in P2.

The wait was long but doable. I met a few nice people there and even sat and took a rest for my feet and legs for a bit since I was practically low on energy and everything. I was actually ready to just pass tf out when I sat down tho hahaha. RIP. I was really tired y'all.

Anyway, our friend and I were in the middle, pretty somewhat decently close to the stage but not close up to be noticed or touched. MVs were playing and the fans would sing along and scream and sing fanchants while the stadium slowly filled up.

By 7:30 the music was blasted much louder than before and then finally after the last MV played, the intro VCR played. BRO THAT WAS A LIT INTRO VCR THO.

Anyway, after the VCR the boys come up and ohhhhh my godddd. I’ve been to a few other KPOP concerts before but I’ve never firsthand experienced being in a GA PIT standing. B R O. ITS AS WILD AS EVERYONE SAYS. Like if you’re not by the barricade/rails near the stage then your kinda fucked, especially if you’re in the mush of the inner crowd. As soon as BTS dropped into the scene I was being pushed all over, forward and side to side oh my godddd. My position itself shifted multiple times. I even lost my friend and got worried Bc she’s such a smol.

Another thing, I’m flipping short y'all and some people were tol or had their phones up. Like I couldn’t see the main stage BTS performed on :/ it was disappointing for me :( and like I already hadn’t eaten anything nor drunk enough water throughout the day like I’m supposed to and I had to deal with people shoving and pushing in the crowd with sweat and our bodies touching. It was very gross and grimey and damn I was a sweating mess.

OK SO. Of course the first song that is performed is Not Today and ohhh my god when the curtain dropped and the music played and the dramatic and rude ass sexual gotmefeelingsometypeofwaybutimstillhypeaf look was showed on the screens shiittttt I couldn’t even believe I was seeing BTS in the golden af flesh. LEGIT THEY ARE ALL MORE BEAUTIFUL IN PERSON COMPARED TO WHAT YOU SEE THROUGH PICTURES AND FANCAMS (It was the same for EXO & GOT7 too yall). OK BACK TO NOT TODAY. I COULDNT BELIEVE MY EYES. THEY WERE SO TAN, SO GLIMMERING AND SHINING AND REAL??? And ohhhh my god. Y'all know I’m a huge hoe for Jungkook but god dAmn Taehyung with the headband and just the way he LoOkEd overall IT HAD ME FEELING SOME TYPE OF WAY (Im starting go relive my tae feels can y'all tell).

I can’t remember the exact order of the songs they performed because it really went by so fast even though the entire concert was 2 and a half hours. I recorded a few performances and I took a couple (maybe many) pics of Jungkook towards the end when he was standing still (I’ll upload these when I get home). Nonetheless, I definitely enjoyed and partied it up with the crowd when I was recording. I really took in the performances and tried to get a good glimpse of the boys but they were on the main stage so it was difficult to see especially when people were in front of me and had their army bombs and cameras up in the air (I was on my toes too).

When Jungkook’s solo stage came on I seriously stopped breathing Bc *sniff* THATS BABE YALL. His voice and beauty and moves and just everything is so unreal he has so much stamina and he’s so built, his thighs are as thick we all see them in pics and just oh. My. God. Jeon Jungkook is a golden beauty and I swear I’ve never been so in love with an idol like this. AND BOOOOIIIII he was sweating SO MUCH. HE SWEAT TF OUT OF HIS SHIRT YOU COULD SEE HIS CHEST THROUGH THE SWEAT ON HIS SHIRT. Y'all know I was screaming my head off.

The next solo stage was Jiminnieboo and omfggg. Listen yall, it was sin af. The lights were red and I swear his top was so low you could see a pec if he bent over a bit. You think suffering through the screen of watching his fancams and the short film of Lie was bad? LORDDDDD. JUST LISTENING TO IT AND WATCHING IT ON THE BIG SCREEN LIVE AND SEEING FROM THE TIPS OF MY TOES ABOVE THE TALL ASS STAGE WAS EVEN WORSE. Never have I ever wanted to suffer so much more by watching this performance. And watching him just dance is so hot like omfg it was great, I love not breathing air and holy shit when he put the blindfold on, I lost my shit and wanted to fling myself in a pit of fire as I’m sure everyone else in the stadium did too. I’m sure at this point I was so focused on just trying to suffer I ended up gawking and staring up at the screen with drool running down the corner of my mouth.

The next solo stage was Yoongs’ and holy jesus Christ when his VCR came on I was so shook af???? LIKE THE VCR IDK MAN??? IT WAS SO ATTRACTIVE JUST SEEING HIS FACE AND SHIT BEING ANGSTY AND HOT AND JUST BEING YOONGI???? LIKE IDK MAN THIS ERA WITH THE BLACK HAIR KINDA FUCKS ME UP???? BUT ANYWAY. Can u believe he rose from the stage leaning all cool and shit against the piano. LIKE B O I YESSSS. And then he drops the first line from his song and suddenly all the screaming you hear comes to a halt? Was that just my mind doing that? :’) His stage was beautiful yall…I can’t believe I heard and watched Min Yoongi perform his solo song :’) Unfortunately it was performed on the main stage so, the struggle was real yall.

After that, MY FAV SONG COMES ON YALL. L O S T. THE BOYS ROSE FROM THE EXTENDED STAGE IN FRONT OF P2. HOLY SHIT THE CROWD WAS WILDT AF AND THERE WAS SO MUCH SHOVING AND PUSHING AT THIS TIME IT WAS FLIPPING ANNOYING AND CRAZY.

But anyway, below is a pic of how close I was :’)

I couldn’t believe I was seeing this stage so close?? And I couldn’t stop looking at Jungkook holy cow he was just so attractive man :’) And the choreo for this song is so beautiful god I can’t even explain just how enticing this performance was for me.

I’m finishing writing this two days later so my memory at this point is a blur RIP ME (I fell asleep when I started writing this and it was hours right after the concert and we spent the whole day in NYC so again couldn’t finish this). I think Namjoon was next. But man…his song Reflection. IT MAKES ME SO EMO. As soon as it dropped I got goosebumps and I just wanted to jump a cliff tbh. Whenever his lyrics “I wish I could love myself” came on, the crowd yelled “We love you” which I wasn’t expecting at all to be that loud but mannnn CHILLS AF.

The next solo stage I believe was Tae’s? I recorded this one even though he performed on the main stage but I captured the video screen! His voice is so great guys, I can’t believe the range he’s capable of :’) he’s not Jungkook or Jimin but who tf says he can’t sing bc he is Kim fucking Taehyung and he is a beautiful ass vocalist :’) how can his voice be as deep as the sea but reach the height of the empire state building?!! TT His stage was so emo, and so beautiful and emotional and jfiewaougfjawe I can’t even. I REALLY love this song too TT ARE YOU CALLING ME A SINNER

The next performance is Hobi’s!! HEY MAMAFIEOFJOFA. CAN I JUST SAY W O W. You know this shit was lit and just breath taking because this boy is such a cute sunshiny fluff ball and he’s over here performing this song about his mom :’) And even though it seems like the song is very pop and happy, there’s like that seemingly sad tone to it?? AM I MAKING ANY SENSE???? But ugh…the background screen would play clips of his past from the old eras, predebut and baby pics…my god it was just emotional to see it all there while he’s performing :’) And his energy and vocality is TT ughghhgg the stage was GREAT MAN THE STAGE WAS GREAT //SOBS// HELLO MAMA TTTTTTTTTTTT

After that is of course mama Jin :’) ughhhh this song guys :’) it emotionally wrecks me. It was just so beautiful and breathtaking to watch Jin perform this and hearing all the fans quiet down but also sing along to the song with him :’) I was so shocked that the fans were singing so loudly man and I just felt so proud and my heart clenched bc I’m pretty sure by the end of his performance Jin was on the brink of tears :’) I just felt so glad that we were able to move him in that way, even if it were just a little.

After Jin’s perf was of course C Y P H E RRRRRR WOOOOOO B RO THAT STAGE WAS L I T. LEMME TELL YOU MAN. THEY ARE RAP GODS RAP KINGS ALL SUPED UP IN THAT VELVETY DRAPE LIKE Y E S STEP ON ME???? The crowd was of course wild and jesus pit was crazy because rap line performed this on the extended stage so my ass was getting pushed all over :’) ESPECIALLY DURING FIRE MY GOD IT WAS SO ANNOYING I CANT STRESS THAT ENOUGH. But still, FIYAAAAAA OH AYE OHHHFEWAOIF. When all of the boys stepped out in those red velvet blazers holy Christ man…THEY LOOK LIKE FUCKCING KINGS??? I mean they are tbh!! After that they performed their older singles and performed 21st century girl and of course that was lit :’) I enjoyed myself here and really just hyped it up and sang along and everything!

After the ment, the next song is Boy Meets Evil. This was performed on the main stage I believe? I remember struggling to see it on stage so it must have been. After that is BST of course and all our asses get wrecked as soon as the instrumental for it drops and the boys come out on stage and get into position and then BAM. PIDDAMNUNMUL *cue moment of self black out bc I cant remember shit so I must have suffered so bad I lost my memory* But seriously though, the fanchants and fans just screaming and singing along to this song was amazing and it just felt really nice :’)

After that they did another ment and said they’d perform one last song? I think it was this one where they said it??? Or was it before BST? O_O okay well, WINGS started playing and the boys danced all over and got really hyped and interreacted with the crowd and everything! They had a dance battle during the dance break part before Hobi’s rap which was a blessing to watch on the extended stage. And then after that they all crouched in front of the camera as Hobi rapped his part and all hyped it up together and man it was a great performance.

I can’t actually remember when or where they said they were going to perform one last song but after chanting BTS a VCR came on and it was a deep one for sure. A montage of their older mvs (the most recent ones from HYYH era I think). I kinda want to watch this again because there’s a quote I saw there that I really liked TT but it was really moving bc one boy = 7 hearts?(something like that) :’)

After that, 2!3! Hoping for better days starts which I think I remember most of the fans sang along to! And then the finally song they performed was Spring Day and of course that was beautiful. I think at this point I was so wiped out the only thing I did was take it all in before the concert ended and just yelled the fanchants and sang along to the song.

Before I knew, the boys said their thanks and goodbyes and then the concert was over and the credits started rolling and the lights were back on and the boys were gone :’)

While this is not the first concert I’ve been to, I’d like to think that this was one of the best ones yet even though I suffered and stressed in pit. Eventually I found my smol friend and we met up with our other two and left the building and off to our hotel.

Anyway, that was my experience! If I had finished it the first day I started working on this it would have probably been a little more detailed so I apologize again for that :’) I hope my experience will hype you guys up for your concert day if you are attending!

- - -TIPS - - -

-Definitely get a lot of rest before the concert date starts. Eat and hydrate very well beforehand just in case you don’t have time or can’t during the day of.

-If you plan on camping out and/or staying out overnight, please make sure to check the weather and be safe and aware of your surroundings if you’re unfamiliar with the area. Also make sure to bring snacks (preferably fruit or granola bars) and water (also, try to keep it clean and don’t be one of those assholes who leave their trash on the ground and scattered all over for the wind to make an even bigger mess). Also if it’s cold af, bringing blankets and hand warmers will help to keep you warm and somehow survive.

-if you’re going alone and you’re worried about meeting people and making friends: don’t be afraid! The people around you are nice (or should be) and they are just as hyped to see BTS perform just as you are! Start a convo and ask where they’re from and who’s their bias of the group and what’s a favorite song they can’t wait to watch be performed!

-if you’re standing in pit: if you get offered a banner I would suggest you either decline it bc you won’t have the hands to hold it OR gladly take it and roll it and keep it in your bag just to store it there because when you’re in pit you will most likely only care about the performance and wanting to try and record it OR may want to just enjoy yourself without the obstruction of any other object but your phone and a bts bomb lightstick in your hands. That’s how it was for everyone in pit at my concert day.

-if you plan on buying merch: bring a bag or decent sized backpack to store your merch in! You want to try and keep from holding too many things in your hands during the concert and this will prevent you from losing things.

-the photo booth: if you plan on using the photo booth, it should be outside the venue somewhere nearby. How it works is by luck and randomness. Depending on the venue I think, you will answer a survey and receive a photocard collage of BTS. A box will be nearby and you will be given the chance to draw from the box for a chance at the photo booth. If you draw an orange ball, you will get to use the photo booth. If you do not get the orange ball, you will have to step out y fortunately :/ (I’m not sure if they let you redo it all over a second time tho). The line for this gets ridiculous.

-if you’re short and you’re standing in pit, I would suggest y'all wear something comfy for the heat (wear deodorant too) and possibly heels or platforms or boots with tall heels so you can see just above the stage and above the heads of the people around you. I was regretting I didn’t bring the tall heels I had Bc I’m sure I would have enjoyed the concert much better. :’)

-if you have signs or fanart you want to show the boys, please be aware of the people behind you and do not obstruct their view. It’s rude and unfair to them so if you’re going to do it, do it for a short time.

-what you do and how you spend your time at the concert is all on you in terms of recording and taking pictures, however I recommend you guys to enjoy the concert as best as you can and try to really embed it into your memory 💕

Good luck and have fun!