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mackmp3 · 7 months ago

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BOB DYLAN LYRIcS AND CRAZY NOVEL LIKE RELATIONSHIP WITH JOAn bAEZ

okay i'm gonna answer this cos i was listening to joan earlier SO (and no i dont know why this is in greentext format just roll with it i'm so sorry) (this is uhh veeeeery very long too)

>1962/3

>some scruffy loser calling himself bob dylan shows up in new york with a guitar and pretty much cosplays as woody guthrie for a bit

>joan baez, who is the same age, made her debut self-titled album at nineteen years old and is well liked by everyone, her music is generally appreciated by everyone on the scene, she has a beautiful voice and strong vibrato and really good at guitar, involved in activism stuff, played with lost of older respected musicians, the whole folksinger package

>but she doesnt really write her own stuff

>bob dylan write copious volumes of material but his performance is uhhhh less than amazing and technical ability has uhm room for improvement

>his debut self titled album flops hard

>scene is pretty small so they inevitably meet

>joan is like lol look at this loser isnt he cute hehe--his songs are pretty good too huh

>she invites him to play with her, they do a bunch of shows together etc and eventually get romantically involved. joan introduces him to civil rights stuff & anti-war stuff & anti nuclear and all that stuff

>bobs stuff was already political but in a sort of abstract way, his work gets a lot more specifically activist-ey in a very powerful way

>they're still doing a lot of shows together-bob is pretty famous on the folk scene at this point, largely because of joan endorsing him pretty much lol, still romantically involved. music press starts paying attention to bob dylan and he releases quite a few albums with famous songs on them. people kinda shit on him for his voice its a whole thing but i really like his voice so whateverr

>but by 1965 music is starting to get Weird, beatles are happening etc, lots of new styles of music, new youth culture, drugs are also happening

>bob releases bringing it all back home - some of these songs have electric band backing, where previous All Bar One of his songs were solo acoustic guitar, vocals, maybe some harmonica. some people are vaguely put out by this but i think most people find it pretty cool

>20th july 1965 bob releases Like A Rolling Stone, arguably his most famous song. it is very electric and a banger and much Much more rock (it was pop then but yknow) than folk. young people go YAY YIPPEE

>newport folk festival 25th 1965 (five days later) bob plays with an electric band (later to be known as The Band) to Outrage from folk purists who thought he was their god etc. someone shouts 'judas' at the stage implying he was betraying folk music by going electric and that guy must absolutely shit himself every time he remember that he did that because goddamn. pretentious twenty-somethings who hadnt even liked folk music before bob dylan get mad at him, old folk singers are mad at him, popular myth says the famously pacifist pete seeger threatened to cut the power cable with an axe. everyone is Big Mad except like a rolling stone goes hard and people who care a bit less about Proper Folk Music think its a banger

>highway 61 revisted comes out and bob dylan is now a major sensation amongst music enjoyer everywhere, like his stuff is really really cool, new and exciting, also decidely Not Folk but like really very cool. bob also starts smoking weed and taking speed b/c ofc he does & if you look him up he looks like twelfth doctor with the sunglasses and the hair and i'm right on that

>joan is still doing traditional folk music mostly. she is less than amused at bob going electric but iirc mostly polite about it. later that year she released 'farewell, angelina' an album of covers of bob's songs. a lot of them are Very Good, all sung with much more skill than bob could ever hope for sorry bob. which is like. Damn Okay Joan Thats A Move but it was probably finished before newport.... idk..........

>england is suddenly like OMG BOB DYLAN????????? at around 1964/65 but it takes a long time for music to get over there b/c the british music industry had a thing about only selling uk artists so american records were special import it's a whole thing. so people are just getting his famous folk stuff riiiight as he changes his mind about that and starts doing rock music instead, though still with a very poetic bent

>on a related note uk albums were often released differenet in north america to 'appeal to american audiences'?? so the version of the beatles rubber soul that inspired bob dylan and like lou reed and Everyone is kinda of.... wrong...... its weird

>bob n joan's relationship is kinda strained at this point, due to musical differences and yknow relationship stuff, not helped by the fact that bob could be a bit of a prick and was also quickly accumulating A Legend around him. not helped by his insanely cryptic and often nonsensical interview responses.

>at some point in the middle of all this bob marries Sara Lownds in secret. no one knows. he doesnt tell joan. he's not With with joan anymore but she didnt know he was literally marrying someone else. apparently sara wasnt really a music person and didnt know exactly why he was so famous.

>1966 uk tour (this is filmed in d.a. pennebaker's DONT LOOK BACK (no apostrophe. cos dont & look & back all have four letters so it fits on a poster and the apostrophe would muck up teh symmetry also they were all really fuckin pretentious)). bob is playing mostly electric sets with The Band (known then as the Hawkes) which was A Choice To Be Sure

>some people love it but all the folk purists think he's awful and bad and terrible boo him offstage etc which is pretty terrible

>he starts taking a lot of drugs. music gets Weirder. he's kinda not doing too good

>joan shows up partway through the tour and its......awkward....... to say the least. he'd kind-of-not-really-ish broken up with her & then got married to someone else but she just inserted herself in there. idk why. the whole of dont look back he's kinda dismissive of/rude to her ngl

>meanwhile his Mythos has built to uncontrollable levels. he doesnt exactly help this b/c he's very clever with words so people would obvious find meaning in his lyrics, and when he spit nonsense in interviews people would often find a method in the madnes yknow?? like he's smart. he's also really weird. but people have started reading WAYYYYYYYYYYYYY too much into EVerything he says and does. like everything. like idek what a modern comparison would be. gaylors have nothing on this shit. understandably he gets pissed off at people asking stupid questions

>joan has a girlfriend at this point also. like yeah in a lesbian way. she says she's straight but she did have a girlfriend her name was kimmy

>blonde on blonde comes out in '66. its his most......... 60s album if you know what i mean. like its lots of drugs and lots of instruments and plays on words and its very good, big double album, he's looking super hip on the cover, songs rumoured to be about edie sedgwick, the whole shebang. the lyrics are inspiration for batshit insane theories for decades to come even though a lot of it likely is just in there cos it sounds cool and rhymes.

>includes the song 'sad eyed lady of the lowlands', which is about sara. joan thinks its about her and says so. bit awkward. its a beautiful song and bob never plays it live, it was recored at like three in the morning and the band didnt know how long it was gonna be etc etc lots of myth

>in november 1966 bob dylan has a motorcycle acciedent near his home in woodstock new york state and is in hospital. music enjoyers everywhere Very concerned. he's okay, and after this more or less disapears from public life for a bit. has a bunch of kids. just chilling in the countryside. does a bunch of jamming with The Band, lives of royalities etc. tries to avoid people mostly. this mysterious disapearance combined with blonde on blonde fuels a lot of theorising by fans which he thinks is stupid

>in just five years bob did more musical innovation than most muscians could ever hope to, and he Never WOuld Have been Famou s WIthout Joan.

>joan is getting even more involved in activist work as the vietman war drags on and on. still doing folk music. she has electric instruments in her stuff eventually but still in a definitively Folk Style. she plays at the Woodstock Festival in 1969, she got married too, doing lots of activism stuff, everyone still really likes her music. 1969 bob relases his country album which most people (bob included) think is kinda trash

>1972 joan releases 'to bobby' (she called him bobby a looooong time after everyone just called him bob). which is. Wow. its uhmmm. well. it's a song beseeching bob to come out of retirement and help out with the anti-war cause. lots of musicians though that is he wrote a good new anti-war song it would really help the cause like he used to in the early sixties. bob was pissed at this like relaly annoyed he though she was being far too presumptuous and i really gotta agree with him there like dude's been through enough.

>1975, bob's been back touring for a year -ish. he decide's he gonna put together the ROLLING THUNDER REVUE which is pretty much him & all his friends who are also folk.country.rock whatever you wanna call it musicians and they go arund a whole bunch of little venues and generally have a good time. lineup includes joni mitchell robbie robertson roger mcguinn emmylou harris, a very cool violin player called scarlett (i think) allen ginsberg the poet who had a gay crush on dylan in the sixties, the blonde guitarist from ziggy stardust AND JOAN BAEZ :D there are like ten people on the stage at once and loads of guitars and various string instruments etc and they redo all these dylan songs in new and exciting ways.

>they film some of it to make this move called Renaldo and Clara. i havent seen it (yet) but its like a semi-fiction semi-documentary film about the tour and also some sort of plotline they string together from somewhere idk. joan is in this film too. from what ive seen there are some uhh. some fairly OUGH scenes, on top of bob n joan singing together on stage all the time. there s clip of bob saying that he n joan could sing together in their sleep. she is still a wayyyy better singer than him but his voice is really good these years and they way they do the songs together is veeeeryyyyy cool. theres a scene in the film where bob says (and i quote) 'it really displeases me that you went off and got married' (OUT OF NOWHERE MIGHT I ADD) and joan says 'you went off and got married first and didnt tell me' and he doesnt really have an answer to that. like GODDAMNIT BOY

>there another scene where there was a bit of a script but joan went off and said something like 'do you know why we never couldve got married?' and bob was apparently bad at improv so he wasnt saying anything and so joan just kept talking going through all the reasons why they never got married and all the issues between them. On Camera. like damn.

>also in 1975 joan's album Diamonds & Rust comes out. the title track is one joan wrote herself and it is Very Clearly about bob and its uhhh a little bit scathing. also very very good. generally regarded as one of her best songs. awkward as you can imagine. 'my poetry was lousy you said' 'we both know what memories can bring / they bring diamonds and rust' 'you burst on the scene already a legend'

Now you're telling me You're not nostalgic Then give me another word for it You who are so good with words And at keeping things vague 'Cause I need some of that vagueness now It's all come back too clearly Yes, I loved you dearly And if you're offering me diamonds and rust I've already paid

LIKE GODDAMN JOAN OKAY

>bob gets divorced from sara in 1976? 77? idk that happens too. i think joan gets a divorce too but not sure.

>theres a bit gap in my knowledge here idk what happens to them specifically after that. like i know a bunch about bob but nothing relevant rn. hes christian for a bit. makes some albums that suck and some that are good. joan still does folk music & mostly covers.

>in 2003 bob releases a memoir called Chronicles Vol. I (supposedly of three but theres only one lol). he talks about joan a bit, how could he not, describes how he was so envious of her when he was 21 and saysing 'she looked like a religious icon, like somebody you'd sacrifice yourself for'. super normal thing to say about your ex ahaha.

>2022 the rolling thunder revue film comes out (its a netflix film but also. internet archive) and they're both interviewed for it. some iconic moments. i think most interviewers sort of stopped asking joan about bob out of politness after a while but obviously she talks about him there thats what the films about. yeagh.

>joan baez like hangs out with lana del ray n stuff now & has books out or her little drawings. she also paints. and bob still tours at 82 (almost 83) years old. and still relreases new stuff. yeagh

ANYWAYS the concise history of Joan Baez and Bob Dylan. sources: dude trust me ahahah no but the source is the 2022 rolling thunder film, dylan's chronicles and around a year of being obsessed with bob dylan. he was my real life old guy blorbo fr.

#I ALMOST BOUGHT ONE OF JOAN OLD MEMOIRS ONE TIME #it was an out of print one but when i saw it it was right before i got obsessed with her and i didnt have any money so i didnt buy it and i #cant get it anywhere. never getting over that one #anywayssss ahahaha #joan baez #bob dylan #sorry this is quite a lot but. yeag its a lot #thanks for the ask!!#lin tag :D

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petersbaby · 2 years ago

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HI YOU LEGALLY HAVE TO LISTEN TO THIS SONG WHILE YOU READ THIS FIC ITS A LAW I DECLARED AND IF YOU DONT ILL CATCH YOU

I adore you - Gareth Emerson x reader

Warnings: alcohol/drinking, some angst, smut, loss of virginity so a bit of classic and obligatory awkwardness. Gareth is aged up to 18

Get me a drink, I get drunk off one sip

Just so I can adore you

I want the entire street out of town

Just so I can be alone with you

And I'll go when you're ready

My head's gettin' heavy

Pressed against your arm

I adore you

♡

“No, dude, I don’t wanna go. Besides, we were supposed to practice tonight.”

“We practice plenty, Gareth, we’re fucking great.” Eddie says, as if it’s the most obvious ‘duh’ statement ever said.

Jeff walks back into the room where they were hanging out.

“What do you say, practice or party?” Eddie asks the boy, who looks confused.

“Uh, I think we should just practice. You know, like we usually do.” He stammers, looking between Gareth and Eddie who both wanted him to side with them.

“Yeah? I heard Y/N is gonna be there.” Eddie offers, and Gareth’s heart drops into his stomach.

“And her friend too? The hot one?”

“Yep.” He nods.

“Party.” Jeff decides immediately.

“God damn it, fine, but only to get out of being forced to babysit while my parents go on some gross date.”

“You know me, right? Like, do you know me at all?” You ask, laying on your bed while your best friend applies lipgloss in your mirror.

“I do, and you’re lovely, but you’ve gotta come out of your shell.”

It had been almost a year since you got here, and you had a small group of friends. She was definitely the best, even though she sometimes pushed your boundaries. Your best friend is a popular girl, one who sort of took you under her wing from the beginning.

“This,” you gesture broadly at your bedroom, “is my shell. And I like it in here.”

“What if I told you I got the host to invite the freaks?” She smiles convincingly, wiggling her eyebrows.

Gareth. That meant Gareth.

“W-wha- why would that change anything?”

“You can mingle with them, they’re pretty awkward too, and I know about your crush on the drummer kid.”

“Okay so first, I’m not awkward, you’re insulting me. Second….”

You trail off.

“Thinking about him? The fluffy hair and the red shirt with the arms cut off?”

“Fuck.” You sigh. “Fine.”

“There we go. I did you a favor. Let’s find you something to wear and get a little makeup on you.” She turns to you and starts picturing your look. She goes to look through your closet, which feels weirdly personal for some reason.

You end up in a dress you’ve never worn that she promises is sexy but feels all too exposing, with mascara applied and vanilla gloss on your lips. Then, it’s a waiting game, counting down til it’s time to go.

“Ooh, I see some of my good friends. I’m gonna run over to see them. I’ll be right back.”

“You’re just abandoning me? You can’t just leave me.” You whisper-shout.

“You’ll be okay. Drink, it’ll help you have fun.”

You sigh and go to the kitchen, getting an alcoholic beverage that tasted like kool-aid and battery acid. It was strong, whatever it is, getting a buzz going rather quickly and you soon felt a little less intimidated by this whole thing. You take a moment to kind of just sit back, and watch.

“Oh, shit, they’re already here. That’s her car.” Jeff comments excitedly, pointing at your friend’s shiny blue sedan.

Gareth shuts his car door, putting his keys in his pocket and joining his two friends to walk into the party together. He decided to drive himself because he knew he’d probably end up wanting to leave early, Eddie and Jeff rode in Eddie’s van.

“Oh, god.” Gareth groans quietly. His stomach is full of dancing butterflies and his chest is all of a sudden pounding. He definitely should’ve smoked a joint before this, or something. Anything.

They get to the door, the long dark haired boy clutches the handle of a beat-up old tin lunch box.

“I’m gonna start finding customers, you two do whatever but nothing weird enough to get us kicked out of here.” Eddie pats both of them on the shoulder and disappears.

“We should drink, right?” Jeff asks uncomfortably. There were a lot of people.

“Right. Definitely.”

They both head to where a group of people were congregated, some of them giving dirty looks and disapproving frowns. The crowd dispersed, and the stared at two options: shitty cans of beer, or a giant tub of mystery liquid that everyone is dumping there solo cups in. That can’t be sanitary.

Gareth gives him a look when he reaches for a cup.

“What? It’s better than beer.” He defends.

“Hard pass.” Gareth shouts, grabbing a beer and popping the tab. He takes his first sip and nearly chokes on it when he sees you just then. Across the kitchen, sipping on your drink, you looked beautiful.

Little black dress but with converse instead of flats or heels, hair straightened and flowing, lips glistening while you try not to bite them. You lock eyes with Gareth, you both looked a little overwhelmed and scared so you decide to just come up to him. What’s the worst that could happen?

“Y/N, hi,” he blurted out, and you smiled. Already tipsy.

“Hi. Are you having fun?” You ask, knowing the answer.

“Well, I-“

“Hey Y/N, where’s your friend, the hot one?” Jeff asks loudly, and Gareth punches him hard in the shoulder.

“I’m sorry for him, he doesn’t usually drink.” Gareth explains. “Stop interrupting people and being an asshat.” He says the second part to his friend.

“Fine, I’m just gonna go find Eddie. He’s not such a buzzkill.”

He walks off, not seeing Gareth roll his eyes.

“Do you wanna… hang out?”

“Yeah, yeah, of course.”

“I came with my friend but she left me.” You gesture to the space around you.

“I know how that feels.” He takes a big swig of his beer.

“Do you smoke? I’m dyin’ to get some fresh air.”

“Uh, only socially.” He lies. He doesn’t smoke cigarettes, but you don’t really know that so it sounds convincing.

“Well let’s go be social outside.” You giggle, pulling his wrist.

You both end up at an outdoor patio table, you sit down and take out two cigarettes and your lighter from your bag. You light yours, but he doesn’t, placing it behind his ear instead.

“I’ll save it for later.” He explains.

While he watches you, he sees that you’re slightly shivering and shifting around awkwardly.

“You don’t usually dress like that. It’s pretty, but it’s not you.” He comments, looking at your dress.

He sees me, he looks at me enough to know how I dress.

You remain calm, casual, smooth, despite your thoughts.

“You are very right. It was not my outfit of choice, trust me.” You laugh. His gaze lingers for a moment too long and becomes a stare, eyes practically boring a hole in your body. You take the last hit and toss your cigarette butt onto the pavement, standing up.

“Back inside?” You ask, and he nods, cheeks tinged pink.

You finally finish the last bit of drink that was in your cup, swallowing it quickly due to the taste.

“You want me to take that? I’m out too.” He offers.

“Yes, please.”

“Okay.” He nods and walks to the kitchen with his head down.

You scan the room for your friend, or really, any of your friends. All you see is a bunch of vaguely familiar faces who’ve passed you in the hall.

“I’m back,” Gareth blurts out, suddenly right beside you.

“Jesus, Gare, you scared me.” You laugh, clutching your chest.

The nickname you just applied to him pulls at his heartstrings and makes him almost feel like passing out or perhaps… waking up? This could all just be a good dream. He was spending time with the girl he liked most, the girl he adored and never even dared to compare himself to. You were on another level, out of his league. Beyond.

He has another beer in his hand now, but doesn’t drink it, just to have something to hold.

“Do you wanna dance?” You ask him, grabbing his wrist again. He hesitates.

“I don’t really- I don’t uh…”

“C’mon. Sure you do.”

You pull him to the “dance floor,” which was just a living room. The room was dark with flashing colorful lights and strobes and music filled the atmosphere.

Still tipsy, you start to dance to the music, carefree and getting lost in the moment. He just stands, stunned, watching you. His mouth is ever so slightly parted open as he gazes at you and appreciates the way your body moves. After a few songs, you look to see him still there, same spot you left him in, still.

“Are you okay?” You ask, concerned.

“Oh, yeah, I’m okay. I just don’t dance, like I said.”

“You will with me. Next slow song, you’re dancing with me.” You giggle drunkly. You notice it, too, and decide to set the cup down. Good decision, probably.

“Please.” You add.

A heart meltingly sweet smile spread across his face that he couldn’t help.

“Maybe.”

“Okay, so this is like, so simple. Your hands go on my hips, mine go on your shoulders. Yeah?”

“Y-yeah.” He nervously brings his hands to your waist and gently moves them downwards to come to rest at your hips. You draped your arms over his shoulders and just swayed together, in the music.

Everything else was a blur, everything else didn’t even exist, it was just you two. His eyes have a glimmer in them that you can’t really place.

It was want, desire, possibly love. He couldn’t say that out loud, though, couldn’t fully face that fact. For some reason, the time feels right, so you lean in and press your soft lips against his.

He gasps, taking in a sharp breath without meaning to, and you stop. Before you could ask if something was wrong, he reconnected your lips together. Yours tasted of cherry and cigarettes and vanilla, and he filed that away to remember forever.

You were perfect. Your hands move from his shoulders to his face, placing a hand on each cheek and pulling him impossibly closer.

After a while, you begin to remember that you are not actually the only people in the room and the kiss was getting pretty deep.

“You wanna find an empty room?” You bite your lip.

“S-sure.”

You head up the stairs and he follows behind you. Once you find a bedroom rather quickly, you shut yourselves in and lock the door. He presses you up against it, tongue returning back to your mouth, teeth clashing.

It’s so vulgar and so intense that you subconsciously start to moan into the kiss, lightly. The situation and the sounds you were making were gonna drive him insane, he was so turned on it almost hurt but he just wanted to kiss you for as long as possible in case this never happens again.

“C’mon, the door is locked.” You remind him, moving to the bed. You plop down, laying flat on the mattress, and you spread open your legs when he approaches. You wanted it now, you needed it now. Straight to the point, bold.

“Jesus Christ.”

He looks away, like he’s seeing something he’s not allowed to be looking at, but returns his gaze to you once he shakes the awe off. He comes to slot himself between your legs, dress riding up to your hips and exposing your green lace panties completely to him.

You squirm as he stares, silently begging him to do something. You try to pull him by the shirt on top of you, but he doesn’t quite let you.

“Wait.”

“What?” You ask, clueless and a little frustrated.

“I can’t do this, I’m sorry.”

You just blink, tears stinging in your eyes.

“Why not?” You ask, voice breaking. You really fucking liked him and he was standing in front of you, rejecting you.

“No no, I didn’t mean it like that. I want to. It’s just… the situation.”

You tilt your head to the side like a confused puppy.

“You’re drunk, are you not?”

“Well yeah, a little..”

“It’s just- this would be my first…. time. If it’s gonna happen, it has to be different, better. Not drunk, not impulsive, not in a stranger’s bedroom.”

“Your first…” you trail off, an “oh” expression forming once you put the pieces together.

“It’s okay. We can just.. we can just go back to what we were doing.” You pull your dress back down, standing up, and a sniffle escapes.

“Did you really want to? Me? If I hurt your feelings, I didn’t-“

“It’s okay, Gare. I guess not.”

You leave the room quickly, embarrassed. You felt guilty for getting upset that he didn’t want to have sex with you. That was shitty, but you just couldn’t help but take it to heart a little. You weren’t special enough.

“Shit, shit, shit.” Gareth says to himself. He feels he just fucked up a once in a lifetime chance. If he left it like this, you were likely to never speak again.

You go back out to the table by yourself, pulling out and lighting a cigarette between your lips. Once you finished it, you were gonna go in and try to find your friend to tell her you wanted to leave.

In case she says no, that she doesn’t want to leave just yet, you try to think of someone else who could come pick you up and bring you home.

“Hey.” The sounds of footsteps come from behind you and the fluffy haired boy sat down near you.

You didn’t respond, just looked at him and took a drag of your cigarette.

“If you want me to go away, I will, I just wanted to try and explain.”

You just nod, slowly.

“I’m really putting myself out there by saying this and may regret saying it but I like you a lot. Since the day I saw you, the day you showed up at our school. You were wearing those same converses.” You look down at your feet and back up at him.

“And this has been the best night of my life, I got to fucking kiss you and that’s far more than I ever expected. It was amazing and I loved every second, I just don’t want you to have sex with me because you’re drunk and you think you like me tonight. I just didn’t want it to mean nothing to you.”

Silence fills the air besides crickets and the muffled music.

“I like you too, dumbass. Yes, since that day too.”

“Oh. Wait, are you being serious?”

“Yes, I am. Why would I lie?”

“I don’t know, I just- you’re beautiful and I’m me and it doesn’t make sense.”

“So what’s the point? What are you saying?” You shrug, emotionally numb and becoming closed off from him.

“I’m saying… god, don’t make me say it out loud.”

“You wanna fuck me after all?” You guess.

He blushes.

“I do. I really do, but I want you to be sober. Can you give it a couple hours?”

You nod, starting to understand. You sort of made a big deal out of nothing.

“A couple of hours at my house, maybe? I honestly don’t want to be here anymore.”

“Uh, sure. You’ll just have to give me directions on the way.” You smile at each other and stand up, walking to his car. He doesn’t think about his friends or how he’s leaving them behind, that doesn’t matter.

You hop into the passengers seat and he mentally curses himself for not opening the door for you. You happily tell him all the right turns to make to get to your house.

You pull up to the house, and he turns the car off. He follows you as you fumble for your house key and unlock the door, then leading him to your bedroom.

“It’s uh, it’s messy. My friend made me try a bunch of different outfits before this.” You gesture to the clothing piles in the floor as you set your stuff down onto your bed.

“If you think this is messy, I definitely shouldn’t let you see MY room.” He laughs. “Nobody’s here. Isn’t it scary to be all alone at night?”

“Eh. Sometimes. I’m used to it, though. Do you want something to eat?”

“Yeah, sure.” He agrees.

You both head to your kitchen and you find some pizza in the fridge. You show it to him as if to say ‘this good?’ And he shrugs, so you heat it up.

“You can go sit down, I’ll bring you yours.”

He walks over to the couch, sitting, really relishing in the silence.

When you come to join him, you notice it more than you usually would, so you suggest turning on the tv for some sound. It was kind of spooky, now that you think about it. Too quiet.

You watch a movie and eat your pizza, making comments and laughing at all the super corny and cheesy parts. During the last half of the movie, you had your head leaned on his shoulder and he gently played with your hair.

With food in your stomach, you felt back to normal again, albeit just a little sleepy.

“So… my bed is okay?” You say once the credits finish rolling.

“Wha- how are you still fucked up?” He looks flabbergasted.

“I’m not. I’m completely sober, and yes, I still want you.” You say, seriously.

He’s surprised for some reason, expecting your feelings for him to dissipate magically once you were back to your normal self.

“Shit, yes, your bed is good.” He agrees, quickly.

You giggle and run down the hall to your room and he dumbly follows, closing your door for no reason other than to feel private even though there was nobody else around.

You take his face in your hands, pulling him in to kiss you. You run your tongue along his lips, silently asking for permission and being granted it.

It gets heavy quickly, just like before, and you both move closer and closer to your bed until he practically pushes you down on to it, climbing on top of you.

You spread your legs open again for him, and this time he doesn’t panic. He presses against your core with his jean-clad boner and it makes you whimper needily.

“Fuck,” he says into your mouth. “You sound so pretty.”

You push the straps of your dress off of your shoulders, trying to help him get you undressed. He reaches behind you and unzips it slowly and then pushes it down off your body. You’re left in your bra and panties, vulnerable under his gaze as he marvels at your beauty.

“I-I can’t tell if you’re staring at me in a good or a bad way,” you chuckle lightly, waiting for words from him.

“So good. It’s so good. I just- holy shit.”

“You can touch me, you know, if you want to.”

He touches your stomach first, canvassing the warm skin of your hips and abdomen, snaking around to your waist. You let him explore, but when he slows down, you take his hands in yours and guide them to your breasts, squeezing his hand beneath yours.

He gets enough confidence to continue on his own, and you let your hands fall away as he takes generous handfuls and squeezes, groping you just right. Your lower half tries to seek out any feeling, rubbing your pantied cunt up against his harder than ever cock through his jeans.

His breathing is heavy, hard. Intense. He was feeling so many things that he didn’t know what he’d even say if he were to speak right now.

“Take them off, we can make each other feel so good. Please.” You beg him, looking up into his eyes. His eyes lock with yours and he melts, submitting to whatever you could possibly ask of him.

His hands leave your body to take the clothes off his own. He gets his jeans off, and he has a huge tent in his boxers, which you gaze upon subtly.

“Shirt, too, or…?” He asks, unconfidently.

“Whatever you’re comfortable taking off.”

“Okay.” He takes his layers off, leaving on the plain white wife beater he was wearing beneath his shirt and jacket.

“So handsome.” You compliment, genuinely. This is the most you’d ever seen of him and he was so, so lovely.

“Stop it.” He blushes, not knowing what to say to that, trying to brush it off.

You reach between your legs to touch yourself while you looked at him, shamelessly staring.

“God, that needy?” He asks jokingly. His attempt at cracking a joke did not land in this situation, and you answered him seriously.

“Mhm. Need your cock, need it now.”

“Jesus fucking Christ.” He groans at your vulgar words towards him.

“Please. Whenever you’re ready, please.” You whine, still rubbing circles over your clit.

“Can I turn the light off?” He asks suddenly. It felt a little too intense, he felt self conscious to an extent in that moment.

“Mhm. Whatever you want. I’ll just turn the lamp on instead.”

He gets up to flick the light switch and you reach to your bedside table to pull the string on your lamp, turning it on and providing a nice sun glow.

“Better?” You ask, and he nods.

His hands return to your tits and you take it upon yourself to remove your bra, the barrier. Your nipples pebbled when the cool air hit them and he gently runs his fingers over them, pinching ever so slightly.

He seems to find a fascination with your tits, and you encourage him to explore them with his mouth as well. He kisses your collarbones, all over your chest, between your tits, the top of your tits, then finally takes a nipple into his mouth.

“Ah, fuck, Gare. Your mouth is so fucking good.”

This only encouraged him to lick and such harder, almost forgetting to give attention to the other breast as well.

This wasn’t all about you, you reminded yourself. You just whine beneath him while he has his fun, and you know that your panties are beyond soaking at this point.

You hook your fingers in them and wiggle them off, because they don’t really serve any purpose. You buck your hips up against his, trying to grind against him wherever you can. He eventually noticed your desperation but still seemed a bit nervous about this next part.

Regardless, he pushes his boxers down and off, climbing on top of you. He jumps straight to pressing the tip of his leaking pink cock right against your entrance.

“I’m so wet for you, it’s all for you. Such a good fucking boy.” You moan.

He groans in response, that last part ignited something deep inside him that he decided he would unpack later.

“Can I put it in? You ready?”

“Yes, please.”

“Shit, alright.”

He applies more pressure, tip slipping inside first.

“Oh, god. Oh, shit.”

More. He pushes in even further, sinking into you with no resistance.

“Fuck fuck fuck.”

He was overwhelmed, but in the best possible way. A way he never could’ve imagined feeling. You didn’t get a good look at his cock, but it was big. You knew that. You stretched more with each inch you took, pussy swallowing and sucking him in.

“So big, Gare, feels so good. Mmh, feels so fucking good.”

His head falls forward to rest on your shoulder, and he keeps up his movements, bottoming out and groaning out loudly once he does.

You moan even a little louder than him, knowing nobody’s home gives you the opportunity to do that. Your noises and your words of praise were killing him, he wanted to be good for you forever. A good boy.

He fucks you still with his head buried into where your neck and shoulder meet before finally bringing it back up so you could see his face. His hair was crazier than ever and a couple of strands of hair stick to his forehead with sweat.

He feels it coming, rapidly approaching, but doesn’t want to underwhelm you. You notice his thrusts soon become faulty and haphazard as he tried to restrain himself, but you granted him relief. You didn’t want him to struggle.

“You can let go, sweet boy. Want you to cum.”

In a few more thrusts, he does, and you feel it painting your walls and his cock pulsing against them.

“Fuck.” He couldn’t hold it any longer,

He keeps lazily fucking into you until he’s completely milked, finally pulling out and laying down beside you.

Once he finally catches his breath, he realizes something.

“I didn’t make you- you were supposed to-“ he turns to look at you, worried. You had already climbed under the sheets, covering your body with them and laying down.

“Don’t worry about me right now. It was amazing, no matter if I finished or not. Was it good for you?”

“There’s no way you’re seriously asking me that.” He says incredulously.

“Just wanted to make sure,” you shrugged, “you know what you can do for me though?”

“What?”

“Cuddle.”

You open your arms and reach them out, giving grabby hands. He smiled and climbed beneath the covers with you, taking your naked body in his arms and holding it, close and tight.

After a while, he breaks the silence, overthinking.

“Are you just trying to make me feel better? I mean, was it actually any good? I can take the truth, and I wanna know how I did.”

You giggle.

“Do you want me to be blunt, Gare?”

“Definitely. I think so, at least.”

“You were very good, and at times, I wondered if you really hadn’t done anything before.” You start, “So good that it made me question your supposed lack of experience. Are you happy with that?”

He nods, blushing, and he hates that he’s blushing.

“But I still didn’t…”

“You’re so sweet. If you want to make it even that badly, I can teach you some things. Not now, though, but someday.”

“There’ll be a someday?” He asked, a little child-like excitement in his voice.

“Yes, there will be, if you want there to be.” You smile. “Special enough?”

“Absolutely. God, I’m so lucky.”

#gareth emerson imagine #gareth emerson x y/n #gareth emerson fanfic #gareth the great #gareth x reader #gareth emerson x reader #gareth emerson #gareth stranger things #gareth emerson smut #stranger things smut #Spotify

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mooniladragon · 3 months ago

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1 for every time you reblogged that post

dirk

dave

vriska

roxy

the signless

haha Uh Oh. this is gonna be long. putting it under a cut.

this is the post in question. putting for reference (so i dont have to flip between this and my gallery a bunch)

also this post will be a formatting mess. be warned.

dirk:

fave thing about them? idk really. dirk is my favorite character. actually? probably design. yeah i like his design :)

least favorite thing? uhhh hm. idk this question is gonna be tough every time. i have a hard time picking least favorites. wait no i got this one. hes kinda relatable :/

favorite line? also a tough question. theres a lot of good ones. i think "2024. The last free election the world would ever see." is up there though

idk what a brotp is. cant risk swapping apps and losing the whole post so this question will be skipped.

otp? i like dirkjake. they have such a Dynamic (most of the shipping ones are gonna have pretty milquetoast answers. i dont do a lot of shipping really)

notp? uhhh idk dude idrc

random headcanon? um. hmm. he would enjoy heathers the musical i think

unpopular opinion? i dont know whats popular really sorry guys :/// this is gonna be a common answer for this question.

song associated? oh no by marina. (unknown if diamonds are included. im dumb) it has the vibes i guess

fave picture?

i turned it into an emoji on my discord server. extremely usable 10/10 would recommend

dave:

fave thing? i also like his design. favorites are reeeeally hard though so idk

least fave thing? uhm. difficult again. cant answer :/ ohhh wait hes kinda relatable too :///

favorite line? the jupiter thing from act 1. really funny and also referenceable

brotp skipped

otp? i like davekat. boring i know, but again, dynamics good :thumbsup: also its funny

notp skipped too

headcanon? he would like hamilton. lots of musical theater headcanons here but its like one of five things i think about so :/ sorry

opinon skipped

song? telekinesis by lemon demon. it just feels right

picture?

good panel

vriska:

fave thing? i like her design too

least fave thing? i dont like her. just in general. but i get why people do like her. i get it i just dont that much. she does have the Complex Character Appeal, however.

fave line? uhm uh uhh hm. i dunno guys

brotp skipped

otp? vrisrezi as a Fucked Up Messy Relationship. they are messed up

notp? idk again

headcanon? if she were a human highschooler shed be one of those asshole drama kids. as opposed to the normal ones. i think that makes sense? idk i can picture the type of person in my mind

song? world burn from mean girls i guess idk

picture?

no caption necessary. its just funny

roxy:

fave thing? at this point everyone knows im a sucker for a good design. which she has.

least fave thing? i still cannot answer these questions properly. i think i know the reason now too. i think most things that could qualify for like.. a "bad trait" to me just makes them more interesting, so i dont count it as a negative. huh. not really related to roxy though i just wanted to write that down

favorite line? the miss zuipperpips bit maybe? i dunno its late and my computer is dead and i cant risk swapping apps :( sorry :(

brotp skipped again :pensive:

otp? okay i like callierox. plus john. i think thats fun (not sure about what the ship name for the three of them is tho)

notp? time to say that i only kind of half knoe what a notp is anyway. anyway idk again

headcanon? she would enjoy wings of fire. terezi would too but this isnt about her

song? fine by lemon demon. its fun! it has roxy vibes to me. maybe not the best candidate, but i cant check my playlists rn either :(

opinion skipped so much that i put it in the wrong spot

picture?

party hat roxy!!!! woo!!

the signless:

fave thing? idk i dont really think about the ancestors that much. design ig

least fave thing? again nothing to report.

fave line? does he have any????

brotp, otp, and notp skipped because i have no opinions

headcanon? idk if he read warriors i think he would have mixed feelings about moth flight.

song? idk i dont have a playlist for him

opinion skipped

picture?

we are going to beat you to death

ANYWAY. TO WRAP UP THIS POST:

congrats on making it all the way through. you get a little gold star sticker. good job.

i love receiving asks! keep it up. this did take a long time to write though because: 1. i am Bad at Formatting and 2. Typing on Mobile is Hard. (also 3. It was Bedtime and I Couldn't Use my Computer)

thanks for the ask!!

#moon yaps #LITERALLY SO MUCH #asks #hope i didnt end up with biased answers or anything. i am 15 and stupid so :/ idk #this was fun to write though yayyyyy

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iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia · 1 year ago

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ok its me again hi AAAHHHH this is so nice i feel so warm im lying on my bed kickin my lil legs i cant believe this thank you for being nice omgggg now im on a roll im gonna say things about julian hkdhjgdgjf

only one song really that i scanned the whole tag looking for to see if anyone said it before and i was so surprised that i didnt find it and i went to check the official playlists on spotify cause maybe its on there already and thERE ISNT ONE WHAT???? i had the muriel one liked on here and id never checked any other ones out lmao but like i swear there had to be one?? like maybe they made it first and its somewhere separately??? julian is like the most popular one how the hell does he not get a spotify list is that how this tag was created?? *gasp* am i discovering the ~fandom lore~

(just gonna say you dont actually need to answer any of that in detail dont waste your time gksgkydgjf im just screaming into the void cause i was so flabbergasted after those 3 whole minutes of research i put into this)

ANYWAY the actual song would be House of Wolves by our lord and saviour MCR! its so good for him with his whole Woe is Me drama king vibe lol and the plaguey thematicssss mmmm delicious TELL ME im a BAD BAD BAD BAAD MAAAAN aight you lil masochist i see u and the "you better run like the devil cause they never gonna leave you alone" you get it caUSE HES A FUGITIVE DO YOU GET THE DEEP UNRAVELABLE METAPHORS DO YOU GET IT DO YOU G aight shut up hkhfjtdy anyway

ok i lied jystfhte heres another one i just remembered i really wanted to put here its not new but just in case somebody hasnt seen it yet lmao its such a masterpiece ill do anything to give it its due here ya go

https://youtu.be/61HltPN_k3g

and the other thing im really glad to have seen people mention here is musical songs cause thats one of the things i love about him the most like yass we love a thespian king slay grl so then anytime im binging a musical there always come the intrusive thoughts of "aw hed love this one" and "oh hed be great for this role" like i went to see f-ing swan lake with my f-ing grandpa and one of the major takeaways i got from the experience was (UH IM GONNA PUT A SPOILER WARNING HERE? I GUESS? IN CASE ANYONE CARES HELLO JULIAN BAD ENDING SPOILERS AHEAD DO MOVE ALONG NOW IF YOU DONT LIKE THAT AVERT YOUR GAZE CITIZENS LMAO LIKE YOU HAVENT SEEN FANARTS N ADS ALREADY ALRIGHT ALRIGHT) "omg jules would be so perfect as that bird guy villain IN HIS BIRD GUY SHAPE TOO OMG WITH THE WINGS ON STAGE THIS IS AWESOME WHY CANT I DRAW GOOD GODDA-"

anyway hed love hadestown (hed at least try to cast muriel as hades cause hes perfectly intimidating for it but theres way too many lines which okay Maybe but AND he has to sing???? nah hes out bkgdhkdt) i dont know what hed think of pierre natasha & the great comet cause its maybe a little eccentric i suppose but i think hed appreciate the cultural roots of the vibe with him being fantasy ruso-slav-ukrainian-whatnot heritage i reckon and hed definitely have a blast at a live performance and hed ABsolutely join in with the actors in between the rows at some point and theyd ABSOlutely let him cause hes that good and game recognize game cmon hes gonna show you amateurs what a real kazotski looks like

i can also see him enjoying sweeney todd, for its delightful edgyness, maybe even some themes relatable for him, and his sappy ass would SO memorise Pretty women to whip it out at an opportune serenading moment khgdturshc im so cringe and loving it

well i cant think of any more shows to throw him together with so thus ends my soliloquy wow i cant believe thats how you spell that anyway i hope anybody who knew what the hell im talking about enjoyed all that jgfztits see you in another 20 minutes when i come back like "AND ANOTHER thing-

Yay, it's the character song essays anon!! :D

I'm glad to see you back, and I will once again be re-linking the song you shared below and adding your suggestions to the tag ^.^

And frankly, I'm 76% certain that one of Julian's love languages is theatre, especially musical theatre. That could be tickets, that could memorizing the lines from one of this favorite scenes and reciting it back to him, it could be showing up to every single performance he's involved in :)

I'm glad to see you back in my inbox, friend, feel free to message me if you ever want to obsess over the characters together! Cheers -

brainrot

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#ask arcana brainrot #arcana brainrot playlist #the arcana #julian the arcana #julian devorak #the arcana headcanons #the arcana hc #the arcana game

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montied · 8 months ago

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3, 7, 8, 12, 13, 22, 27, 30, 34, 35, 37, 43, 48, 49, 53, 59, 63, 66

for the music ask game

sorry not sorry for the amount of questions lol

that is A Lot uh okay

3. Do you listen to more oldies or more current stuff?

honestly its probably mostly a fairly even mix, i like both old and more modern music

7. Would you wear a t-shirt of a band you're not into?

probably not? mostly because i'd rather have a shirt of a band i do like (PINKSHIFT i've wanted a pinkshift shirt for so long) and don't want to like. waste the shirt??? if that makes sense

8. Is there an artist or song that you like, despite being of a genre you don't usually like?

i don't think so?

12. Who’s the most obscure artist you listen to?

most obscure? uhhh at the moment most of what i'm listening to is pretty popular tbh but that honestly just depends on what i can find. for my answer i'll say blussh though (uh fun fact at the end of one of their songs they go "X-O X-O, Blussh" and that is why i tag my posts #xoxo.monty)

13. Who’s the most popular/mainstream artist you listen to?

fall out boy almost definitely

22. What’s your favorite song or album from the year you were born?

(i am sticking to my principle of Not Sharing My Age Online so i'm gonna go with an album that was released in any january instead )

transgender dysphoria blues <33

27. Do you enjoy making playlists? If so, are there any you’re proud of and would like to share?

oh i love making playlists i have one for each month and many other playlists too its very fun uhhh as for ones im especially proud of .... uh none that i can think of but you can have my july 2023 playlist though i like that one

30. Songs you love to sing along to:

basically anything by mcr or pinkshift or fob and a large portion of songs by against me!

34. Your favorite song in your native language (if it isn’t English) OR in your second language (if English is your first):

oh god im terrible for this. i mean i dont really have a second language but im learning french in school so i'll count that. anyway yes pretty much everything i listen to is in english but i'll be very basic and just say alors on danse

35. A song you like in a language you don’t speak:

aaaag fuck i cant think of anything. do i get a pass

37. If you could travel in time and go to a concert of an artist who’s no longer alive or a band that’s no longer together, who would you choose?

queen probably

43. Do you enjoy musicals? If so, what’s your favorite?

i've never seen one irl but heathers? maybe?

48. Who’s an artist you think it’s criminally underrated and deserves more recognition?

pinkshift is fairly popular already i think but. they should be More So

49. Is there a cover you like more than the original version?

oh heaps but uh probably the teenage joans' cover of call me maybe

53. Is there a song you hated the first time you listened to but then loved after listening to it more times?

no? i don't think so at least?

59. Do you listen to music when it's raining or do you stop to hear the sound of the rain?

depends how i'm feeling tbh.

63. Do you prefer live recordings or studio recordings?

studio recordings

thanks for the ask moon <33

#asks #moon!

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the1975attheirverybest · 1 year ago

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Okay so i have a few thoughts sorry obviously you don't have to answer i just want to write them down and you seem like a really sweet person so i thought i'll send it and maybe you or someone can add something to it🤗

Firstly we know that the band didnt expect atvb to go viral on tiktok and the really big popularity on the internet and i think matty once said that the play doesnt work well like that bc you cant film a play and im sure they're gonna count on satvb going viral and im really interested what kind of changes that would mean (maybe know phones but i dont think they would do that especially since the team75live's thing is to go live every concert and we know matty talked to them personally). But on the other hand after this year it seems like they only go viral if matty does something particularly stupid and/or offensive (i really hope not) so idk if it could influence the show in any way or exactly how but obviously the goal is to entertain the audience there not the internet.

Secondly atvb was 26 songs plus 10 minutes consumption and satvb is 22 songs then that would leave like what 25-30 minutes and im really really curious what they will do but i know we wont know it until the 26th but thats interesting i think bc it seems like too much time for me.

Okay lastly it seems like after the vegas show that atpoaim isnt over and thats really great but then it wasn't just something in between atvb and satvb and it'll continue and i had a thought bc tobias ryder said that satvb will continue what atvb started which was the on and off stage playing a character and atpoaim could be like a fourth wall break but after the north american tour announcement it didnt seem like it will be that but i hope at least

Im sorry its a bit long and i know we dont have the answers to any one of these so thx if you read it and have a nice day❤️

Of course, babe 🥰 you can always send stuff in I LOVEEE reading what other people think and the predictions and everything.

So, in terms of Atpoaim, here’s what I think about it’s relationship to the shows and it’s span.

As for the show itself, I do think that it’s going to evolve the ideas that began with ATVB, but I’m not entirely sure what direction it’s going to take. I think you are right. One of the first and earliest signs of Matty’s desire for change was when he would say stuff like “this show wasn’t meant to go viral” and stuff like that. And, in a sense, I get that. He’s never had to think about this additional layer of engagement. Usually, his work is within the context of the fandom. I think maybe this time around he’ll have the scenes be related to as specific theme or idea, but not entirely identical every night. Like he might still have a message behind what he wants to do/say, but he might try to approach it from different angles.

Also, yesterday, he used the words “introspective,” “Kafka” “joy division,” “Freud.” So I’m trying to think about what each of these concepts might have in common with his project and make a few guesses.

I would say, I can kinda see the hot division element. They’re very punk inspired but rather dark. Their lyrics were inspired by a lot of dystopian commentary. Taking the personal and connecting with the social. In exactly the ways that Matty’s show started out being about himself and turned into a show about being a man and the state of masculinity. And Kafka? Well, he’s the king of irony and absurdity. So, my guess is, matty is going to stretch that persona to new heights. The Freud reference and the “introspection,” make me think he’s going to draw on his ugliest and most personal feelings / thoughts and try to dramatize them. But of course inferiority is impossible to share publicly, which I’m guessing is where the irony comes in. That paradox of like how do you make the personal public without losing the authenticity. Usually, his answer to that is to lean into how ridiculous the whole rockstar persona is, but the question is, what makes this time different? What’s the point? Is it gonna be like super dystopian and depressing? Is he going to gesture towards a better future? Are we just fucked? Where does he stand right now? How does he feel about it all and how is it influencing his work?

I feel like this is where it’s all headed but idkkkk. Haha I’m super pumped to find out.

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nicepersondisorder · 1 year ago

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you seem to have good taste, do you have any music recommendations ?

HEHE TY<333

prepare for a Long Post >:3c

okay so. ghost & pals, r.i.p. the producer, SOOOO (I LOVE HIM!!!!! AND HIS SONGS !!!!! warning tho, if u look up on yt there r gonna be flashing lights in the videos. also his music is noise music so its not for everyone). mitski (she has a new album!! my favorite song is i'm your man. mecore). mistki is pretty popular tho so i wouldnt be surprised if u already know her.

continuing. ferry ! they have a story and they write songs abt this story. the songs r neat even without context tho :3

moving on to the bands. linkin park (my beloved). ajr (my beloved again). mccaferty. set it off (i always cry a bit when i listen to you are loved). get scared. uhhh i also rlly liked hollywood undead at some point but i havent listened to their songs in years so idk

now just single song recs bc i Like them.

dogdog by abu-se-ken. this is So Mecore song i Love it. beautiful. masterpiece. abu-se-ken has neat songs in general but half of them dont have subtitles and i dont know japanese so idk the translations </3

world.execute(me); by mili. this is such a nice song & i always imagine my favorite robots to it. ais gaining consciousness.... dreamy sigh

i'm here by one ok rock. yes. the song from sonic frontiers. stuck to me xjsbbfjsbfs

good kid and a fox spirit by kikuo. really cute vocals, a bit sinister meaning, overall pretty nice song :3 kikuo's song r just rlly cool, i didnt recommend him in the first part bc i assumed since he's pretty popular vocaloid producer u mightve heard of him.

gonna be basic here and say no children by mountain goats. everyone heard of them. everyone knows them. there's at least one animatic in a fandom with this song. i love this song regardless. you are going down with me // hand in unlovable hand 🎶

gonna be even more basic and say fall out boy. especially hold me tight or don't. i will forever take "and when your stitch comes loose // i wanna sleep on every piece of fuzz // and stuffing that comes out of you, you" literally because i Can Not tell what the hell it means otherwise lmao

uhhh i think thats it . i probably forgor a bunch of stuff but these r the main things i listen to sooooo . enjoy!

#☆.txt #☆ asks #anon #music recs #song recs #im a basic emo bitch with basic emo music tastes but i listen to them with style /j #my favorite SOOOO's song would probably be rasou #he's currently writing another song and i just cant wait to hear it :3c (i mean i can wait. im just very excited)

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aezuria · 8 months ago

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*ੈ✎ he's an all american boy!

content: american football player! jason grace x reader

╰┈▸ back cover: mortal! au; part I | part II

warnings: cursing (sorry guys), kinda random non-linear plot (but its hcs so its fine)

librarian's annotations: guys help i need a song title/lyric that fits this so it can be my title

also IM GOING FERAL I THINK THE ANGST MADE ME INSANE SO THIS IS HOW I COPE can you guys tell im projecting by the way ppl fawn over him in this

bro is actually hotshot #1

right when he walks into the school he is BOMBARDED with students like theyre papparazi

hes just

tall, handsome, buff- what more could a girl want?? (there are other criteria he meets but we'll get to that later)

the picture perfect quarterback straight from a damn movie

NOT TO MENTION HES NOT SOME COCKY JERK

at first ppl were like "omg hes so hot but im not gonna go up to him cause what if hes mean???"

and then he goes up to them and hes all shy like

"excuse me? i need to get to my locker, sorry if i interrupted your conversation." and hes scratching the back of his neck and smiling awkwardly

HEART EYES

word spreads fast in hs yall already know

so when everyone finds out hes not only tall, handsome and buff but also KIND??

head over heels

and hes not exactly oblivious to it but hes not fully aware of it either

probably like "oh yea a lot of ppl talk to me idk why tho its probably cause my friends are popular"

bby you’re the most popular out of your friends don’t even

hes such a good student too

teachers love him

hes everyones golden boy fr (especially mine teehee)

usually sits in the front of the class unless his friends make him sit with them in the back

then he pulls out his glasses that he keeps in its case, even having the lil wipe thing folded neatly

cue shocked gasps

"omg you wear glasses?"

"do you need to clean them? here have my handkerchief!" ("who even are you can't you see he has one")

"those suit you so well!"

his ears turn red at the sudden burst of attention and he laughs nervously, muttering his thanks

even the teacher wasnt mad at the disruption bc who would get mad at jason?

(he got little nudges from his friends after)

you guys know that one jock whose actually a nerd x nerd trope???

i dont even know if it exists but it sounds cute anyway

thats you and jason

he had his first conversation- if you could call it that, at the library when you guys were abt to grab the same book (ugh so cliche right)

being the gentleman he was, he let you have it

to which you tried to refute but he INSISTED

"oh, y/n it's yours. i'll just get a different one."

which got you a little intimidated bc who wouldnt be intimidated by a 6'2 jock thats the talk of the town

you thanked him profusely and scampered away

wait did he just say my name? how does he even know who i am?

that probably kept you up at night

like "oh my god did i just embarrass myself in front of THE jason grace???? did i walk away weird?"

little did you know that the jason grace was awake that same night

"did i scare her?? why did she look like that when i said her name? did my voice crack? did she think i was weird cause my hand brushed against hers? oh my god my hand brushed against hers.."

started noticing you EVERYWHERE after that

like he knew you guys were in some classes tgt

but he finds that he passes by you SO many times in the hallway

and somehow spots you at a table across the library

was that your usual spot? was this his usual spot now?

like what?? his delusional never-had-a-real-gf-because-that-one-time-he-dated-his-friend-she-turned-out-to-be-a-lesbian ass thinks its fate

very much influenced by all the books he reads (NO he does not read romance he simply finds an interesting book that HAPPENS to have romance)

(and if he did, WHAT OF IT HUH??? THEY COUNT AS BIG BOY BOOKS OKAY)

i have this headcanon that he remembers the name of everyone in his classes because he was always forgettable as a kid and no one really knew his name cause he was so quiet (or he tries really hard to remember because he has this aching feeling that in another timeline he could never remember)

so he doesnt want to make others feel that way and yea

BACK TO HOW HOT HE IS

(stealing part of this from my earlier rant)

its late, hes tired, but hes back in the library to cram for his test tomorrow

so unlike him, usually hed be on top of things, but his minds been on some... other things. persons. person.

hes still sweaty and sore from football practice, having (literally) ran straight here after changing

throws his bag down (quietly of course, he's not some brute) and takes out like three different notebooks, his worn pencil case from freshman year, and his glasses

jason slides them on, pushing it up the bridge of his nose as he gets up and searches for the textbooks he needs

he knows its more comfortable and less time-consuming to just study at home, after all he already has loaner textbooks given out at the start of the school year, but something in his heart wanted him to drag his beat ass here and work

and good thing too, because he sees a familiar hand grab a book from the other side of the bookshelf

not that he just knows what your hand looks like, that'd be weird

it reveals your beautiful eyes, ones jason would love to see closer

he smiles at you from the crack in the bookshelf, murmuring a soft "hello"

you think you just saw an angel with the way the warm light crowned his head

but when you offer to help him study??? he thinks he fell in love

you were his SAVIOR

thanked you a billion times every other sentence and fumbled over his words cause hes never talked with you for this long

his ears are bright red even though the ac in the library was always to the max

also how is he wearing just a shirt

not that you minded though, it gave you a chance to ogle at the way the fabric was fighting for its life to keep him under wraps

and daydream about fantasies that shall not be named (one involving a pink bow around his bicep)

you dont know how long you were helping and how long you spent daydreaming

you hoped you werent being too obvious (it was very, very obvious but jason was too focused to notice)

it felt like mere minutes when jason looks up, a tired but accomplished look on his face

he thanks you one last time, saying he'll make it up to you

you couldnt help but feel disappointed until the fatigue from the day hits you like a bus

he offers to take you home, saying it was too dark out, and that it wouldnt be safe

god, hes such a gentleman

you take him up on the offer as you did NOT plan on dying a virgin

walks you to your door too, can he get any better???

apparently he can because after he got his scores back for his tests, he rushes to you with a bright smile and presents them like a child with their artwork

”i got a hundred! it’s all thanks to you, you’re a really great study buddy!”

of fucking course he gives the credit to you how is he so humble??

like that was alllll him you just sat there and admired the view (so real for that)

after that he practically begs you to go to his next game, saying he'll return the favor by playing extra hard for you

(can he be extra hard for me tho)

you needed no convincing because a. hes jason grace. end of question. (and b, you know his ass would look great in his uniform GOOD GOOGLY MOOGLY)

he even said he’ll treat you if your school wins (which should be the other way around, but he again, insists)

they won, to absolutely no one’s surprise

took you to a cute lil cafe where you guys got drinks and sandwiches

then he overthinks it before bed cause he didn’t make it sound like a date but he really wanted it to be but he wasn’t sure if you felt the same and-

when you guys do start dating, everyones jealous but they cant bear to hate because you guys are just so cute together (bonus if youre short cause height difference couple !!)

he tried to keep it secret cause he didnt want to get you overwhelmed with a bunch of attention, but its obvious to everyone hes extra soft with you

he thought he was being sneaky when he slowly shifted his usual seat day by day to be closer to you so it wouldnt be obvious (spoiler: it was)

you assured him you were okay with your relationship being public if he was okay with it too

of course he is how can he NOT want you by his side forever

he sees his friends give their gfs their jersey to wear to their games and is like “i so want that” but he’s too shy to ask youu

but it’s written all over his face as you catch him staring intently at the way his friend hands over his spare jersey to his girlfriend when they think no one was looking

so, being the great girlfriend you are, took it upon yourself to ask him for it

which he gave to you a blushing, stuttering mess

the next game, he was worried

where were you? you weren’t usually this late; the game was about to start and he didn’t even get a good luck kiss yet!

he knows it’s probably nothing strange, that you’re just running late, but he can’t help but worry

the whistle blows and he sighs, getting into position, but not before sneaking one last glance at the bleachers

his sky blue eyes found you instantly, and was that-?

you were wearing his jersey, practically swimming in it as you waved your arm excitedly.

he broke into a wide smile, unfortunately hidden by his helmet, and waved back at you, forgetting all about the game for a moment until his friend whacked him upside the head

he buzzed with anticipation, wanting to just hurry and finish so he could run to you and spin you in his arms

you were his driving motive as he scored touchdown after touchdown, never letting the other team bridge the gap in their points

his team wins unsurprisingly, and the first thing he does is throw down his helmet and run to you, tackling you gently

he sweeps you off your feet and kisses you as you spin, giggles muffled by his lips

hes sweaty and sticky but you couldn’t bring yourself to care, the way his smile lights up the world is all that matters

and he knows that you’re his world, and he’d do anything to make you light up

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