#song** playing rn and the irony

[gayalanwake]

hey guys so I’m crazy

I KNOW NOBODY GAF i am hyperfixated with literally have no other outlet to unleash my Demons

okay so basically this isn’t like a “normal” playlist (i have one but it’s private as of rn)- it’s basically like. 2 songs per chapter. In order. like the first two songs are about chapter one, the next two songs are about chapter two, etc etc etc. HOWEVERRR I’m not adding songs for chapters that aren’t released, because they can give vague spoilers. HOWEVERRR (again) I went ahead and added the Chapter 10’s songs anyways for fun :3

im not done lol here is an analysis of every song so far bc again im hyperfixated to high hell and this took 15 hours to organize. HEART EMOJI

(Chapter One)

Welcome to Paradise:

WTP is obviously an ironic song.

Pay attention to the cracked streets

And the broken homes

Some call it slums, some call it nice

I want to take you through

A wasteland I like to call my home

Welcome to paradise

This doesn’t need explaining as to why it’s relevant to B&BH lmao. But if you view these lyrics through their perspectives, the song loses its ironic tone. This wasteland of theirs probably GENUINELY IS paradise for them. It’s kinda comedic.

However, in this song, the narrator is speaking to his mother, asking if she can hear him “whining” as well as “laughing.” And viewing that through B&BH’s perspectives adds the slightest bit of tension- a tension that is very relevant and that will be harder to hide as the story progresses.

Another thing- this song being the first on this playlist is also part of the irony, with “paradise” referencing the plot that’s about to unfold, which takes place nowhere near any kind of paradise.

Come Out and Play:

This song is supposed to initially come off as a nothing more than a reference to B&BH being deranged teenagers. And for the most part, it is. It’s placed in Chapter 1 for a reason: Nothing’s happened yet, this is just B&BH as we know them. AKA, deranged teenagers.

However! Some of the lyrics do hint at what’s to come.

It goes down the same as the thousand before

No one's getting smarter, no one's learning the score

Your never-ending spree of death and violence and hate

Is gonna tie your own rope, tie your own rope, tie your own...

Hey, man, you disrespecting me?

Take him out (you gotta keep 'em separated)

Hey, man, you talkin' back to me?!

Take him out (you gotta keep 'em separated)

Over and over and over again are B&BH going to fight each other because of- unbeknownst to them- their suppressed romantic feelings. and it’s frustrating to watch because their self-destruction is so clear and yet they remain blinded by and to their own dysfunction. This is symbolized in the song, where the narrator has called out the teenagers’ destructive behavior more than once but is continuously interrupted mid-sentence by the cycle of needless violence that never seems to end (is gonna tie your own rope, tie your own rope, tie your ownHEY!!!! MAN YOU TALKING BACK TO ME???). Nothing is getting through. Nobody’s learning.

But you probably shouldn’t separate them.

(Chapter Two)

Fat Lip:

Okay this one is not that deep LMAOOO. Unlike Come Out and Play, this one is purely about them being deranged teenagers, bc this chapter focuses more heavily on their antics.

All The Small Things:

This chapter plays out like any normal day for these characters, and because of that, it may seem like pointless. But what it’s meant to do is serve as a reference point (all of the first three chapters are, actually). What that means is that the more the plot and B&BH will spiral, these first 3 chapters are a reminder of what once was, and they go from funny to bittersweet.

ATST is about how while this chapter is more so slice of life, the “small things” are nevertheless really important to these two. AKA, this is their ten-thousandth uneventful day together, but they’re together, and that’s what they care about. I am making no sense . Fuck it we ball

(Chapter Three)

My Hero:

Reminder that Chapter 3 is the chapter when Beavis falls down the stairs and Butt-Head starts tweaking. This song is meant to be taken through Beavis’ perspective.

There goes my hero

Watch him as he goes

There goes my hero

He's ordinary

This song in the context of the fic appears to be nothing more than a sarcastic jab. Like wow Butt-Head what a great fucking hero you are. However, we know that as much as Beavis talks shit to Butt-Head, there is a very strong love within him. He will never admit it, but this guy IS his hero. This song is genuine, and Beavis doesn’t know it. We have genuine love that is being sarcastically sung. Have you guys caught on that im bad at explaining things. This is a lot better in my head

Where Are You Going:

Meanwhile! This song is through Butt-Head’s perspective!

I am no Superman

I have no reasons for you

I am no hero

Oh, that's for sure

But I do know one thing

Is where you are is where I belong

I do know where you go

That's where I want to be

see why i bolded those lines LMAO

He’s Beavis’s hero… but Butt-Head is no hero. He loves Beavis, but he is also an unhealed, traumatized victim of Joanna. He is terrifyingly emotionally stunted, violence is always his answer, and much, much more. I mean goddamn he was this close to KILLING Beavis in this chapter- not that it’s the first time either of them have tried to or have indirectly nearly caused each other’s demise and not given one singular fuck (except for the episodes Take A Bow and The Day Butt-Head Went Too Far). And in the song, the lyrics just straight up state this (again, I am no hero).

And like Beavis in the last song, these meaning of these lyrics are also something Butt-Head “doesn’t know.” At least, not consciously. He is no hero. He is cruel, borderline barbaric, oh, that’s for sure. But the love he has for Beavis is literally life-defining. Where you are is where I belong, no matter where that is, even if it’s in hell. This song represents Butt-Head’s constant psychological battle between the love he feels and the person he was abused into becoming. (Note: this symbolism can also be applied to Beavis).

(Chapter Four)

Highway to Hell:

haha look it’s the guy named butthole’s song

I’ll try to keep this one short. This song is referencing their antics at the beginning of the chapter (aka, robbery LMAO). But… also… they are literally on a highway to hell, since at the end of the chapter is the cuddling scene that sets everything off.

I’m So Into You:

not a lot to say here either! I actually already talked about this song before (on a post I cannot find! eye twitching). The lyrics are self-explanatory.

I'm so into you

I don't know what I'm gonna do

Boy, you got me so confused

I don't know what I'm gonna do

The song is also about pining for a man who is already in a relationship, which is fitting, since this is the chapter where Butt-Head meets Hannah.

(Chapter Five)

So Much To Say:

I have also spoken about this song before! And while it’s mentioned in Chapter Seven, it’s referencing the events in Chapter Five, which is why I made it Ch. 5’s song. Okay anyways

I say my hell is the closet, I'm stuck inside

haha get it. gay. okay anyways

Can't see the light

Keep it locked up inside

Don't talk about it

T-T-Talk about the weather

Yeah, yeah, yeah

What were they doing in Chapter Five again??? Ohh yeahhh keeping their feelings abt the prior night locked up inside and talking about the weather instead. It’s simple and straight-forward but fits so perfectly i love it so much lmao

Take On Me:

okay so I will be completely honest here. I stole the idea of using this song for emo reasons from The Last of Us 2 LMAOOOOO

Youtuber TLOU Explained did a beautiful analysis video on the relationship between Ellie and Dina, the game’s main characters. In one scene, Ellie sings an acoustic version of “Take On Me” to Dina, and TLOU Explained describes the song’s meaning as this,

“I also think the lyrics of this song are especially poignant, summarizing Ellie and Dina’s relationship in just one line. Ellie sings, ‘Take me on,’ including all of her grief and baggage, everything that she is now, which Dina has already shown that she’s willing to do and will do for as long as she can. Ellie sings, ‘I’ll be gone in a day or two,’ and tragically, in two days from now, the Ellie that Dina knows and loves will be gone.”

I’m only mentioning this because that video is what made me realize what the writers of The Last of Us 2 were doing- what these lyrics, sung in an upbeat tone, can symbolize in a more tragic way. And I don’t want people to think I came up with the idea of using “Take On Me” in a serious way because i absolutely did not LMAO (Note: I wouldn’t do this if this story was an original project. This is just a fanfiction, so I don’t mind taking inspiration from The Last of Us 2 so directly).

Anyways, this song is meant to represent the end of Chapter Five, when Beavis finally recalls what happened the night before and is wrestling with the weight of it all. Using such a fun song seems ironic, but 1) I am a sucker for upbeat songs playing during dramatic moments (i.e., the song “Our Love” in Episode 2 of Arcane). 2) Like I already explained, the lyrics mean more than they appear.

In the context of the fic, the verse, “Take me on,” is a dare. It’s a dare to both characters. Take on what happened between us. I dare you. I dare you to take on what it means to be in love with someone like me. Take me on.

I'll be gone

In a day or two

(Chapter Six)

Bullet With Butterfly Wings:

While both characters can work with this song, this chapter is about Butt-Head being more awful than usual to Beavis, who is trying his best to get back to normal. So, this song is about Beavis.

The world is a vampire

Sent to drain

And Butt-Head is Beavis’ world.

(I feel like the rest of the lyrics don’t really need explaining lmao)

Smile Like You Mean It:

Not too much to say here! The title of the song alone pretty much sums it up. These two (Beavis, especially) are trying to act like everything is okay, but it’s not. They’re “smiling,” but they’re not meaning it.

(Chapter Seven)

In The End:

Once again, this song was mentioned in Chapter Eight, but it’s about Chapter Seven, so that’s why it’s here.

This one is basically Beavis’ breaking point. He’s tried and tried and tried to get things back to normal, and Butt-Head is being everything but cooperative. The last song, “Smile Like You Mean It” is like his final Hail Mary, he’s demanding himself to “smile” like he means it. But in “In The End,” he’s completely given up on trying to fix things. Well, not really. We know that Beavis would never actually give up on Butt-Head. But emotions are high, he’s pissed, and Butt-Head is continuously making everything worse.

How long will he last

Before he's a creep in the past

And you're alone once again?

Will you pop up again

And be my special friend

'Til the end?

And when will that be?

I figured out what you're all about

And I don't think I like what I see

So I hope I won't be there in the end

If you come around

No More Like That:

This song is through Butt-Head’s perspective, and it’s almost a whiplash. The song is a slow, depressing ballad, which is 1) in stark contrast to the prior song, and 2) doesn’t match Butt-Head at all. But it’s representing how Butt-Head put himself aside at the end of this chapter to try to fix things with Beavis. The song is different, and so is Butt-Head’s behavior.

You know you're breaking my heart

And I'm coming apart

Calling in sick

(Chapter Eight)

Hook:

oooo one of my favorites lmao

Okay, so if you’re unaware of this song, its point is that it’s pointless. These are literally the lyrics:

It doesn't matter what I say

So long as I sing with inflection

That makes you feel I'll convey

Some inner truth or vast reflection

But I've said nothing so far

And I can keep it up for as long as it takes

And it don't matter who you are

If I'm doing my job then it's your resolve that breaks

Because the Hook brings you back

I ain't tellin' you no lie

The Hook brings you back

On that you can rely

In the context of this fic, it’s meant to call attention to how this is pretty much the state Beavis and Butt-Head are in right now. Sure, they’re no longer fighting, but have they… actually resolved anything? They didn’t directly confront the issue, and more so swept everything under the rug in an attempt to get things back to how they were. They’ve said nothing so far, but the hook brings them back, the hook being the somewhat familiarity that has returned. It doesn’t matter how shaky or unstable it is, it’s familiar, it’s the hook, and it keeps bringing them back. It doesn’t matter what they say, as long as they sing with inflection. You get it lmao. This is a banger song btw i highly recommend it

Mt. Washington:

This one is about the end of the chapter, where Beavis has a breakdown over his mother.

Face stained in the ceiling

Why does it keep saying?

I don't have to see you right now

I don't have to see you right now

This part is literal. Beavis literally stares at the ceiling the entire night instead of sleeping.

Digging like you can bury

Something that cannot die

We could wash the dirt off our hands now

Keep it from living underground

This is a call to how Beavis has suppressed everything about his mother. What she has done, what she has not done, Shirley herself. Shirley cannot die, yet Beavis keeps digging.

Lazy summer goddess

You can tell our whole empire

I don't have to see you right now

I don't have to see you right now

“Goddess” being Shirley, for she is weirdly like a divine figure to him. She has hurt him over and over again, telling him, “I don’t have to see you right now,” and yet he clings onto her.

The rest of the song repeats the verse, I don’t have to see you right now. The instruments get louder, the singer starts shouting, everything starts getting faster. It’s like a spiral. Beavis is spiraling.

(Chapter Nine)

Here Before:

This one is Van Driessen’s relationship to Beavis and Butt-Head and how he sees their mothers in everything they do, how they have been here before.

Once I had a child

He was wilder than moonlight

He could do it all

Like he'd been here before

This is about Beavis and Shirley. Wilder than moonlight (Interesting… moonlight isn’t that wild). He could do it all. She could do it all.

Then I had a child

Took his while like northern summer

And he knows it all

Like he's been here before

This is about Butt-Head and Joanna. Took his while like northern summer. He knows it all. Joanna knew it all (We see this trait in the way she talks to Van Driessen in the Chapter 8 flashback) (And of course, in reality, Butt-Head and Joanna do not know it all. It’s the exact opposite. But in their minds, it’s very true).

Somethin’ Stupid:

And of course, the love ballad between a man and a woman is about Butt-Head and Hannah. orrrrrrr is it LOL

The time is right, your perfume fills my head

The stars get red, and, oh, the night's so blue

And then I go and spoil it all

By saying somethin' stupid like, "I love you"

Something interesting here, is why would saying, “I love you,” spoil anything? The narrators are clearly in love. They are on a date, singing fondly of the experience and of one another. But in the context of the fic, as we know, Hannah saying, “I love you,” does. spoil. everything.

And the sentence repeats itself, over and over again. It’s a sweet, genuine echo in Hannah’s head. But for Butt-Head, the echo is a slow, suffocating realization.

"I love you"

"I love you"

"I love you"

"I love you"

aaaaaaand unless I’ve been executed by the state i will go off about the rest of the songs when the chapters are released. BUH BYEEEEEEEEEE

[good-beans]

(Milgram self-insert oc masterpost hehe)

Name: For the sake of posting online I’ll call her Rose!

Color: #E7355B [the pink in the art]

Age: I guess she’d be 20 given when Milgram started huh.

Status: Milgram Staff, Machine Technician

Symbols/imagery: ballet/musical theater, science experiments

Song genre: very similar to Mahiru's, something upbeat and extra pop-y

Tentatively she's number 011? She's not really prisoner but she's also not free to come and go, so I'm not actually sure if she'd get a number (Edit: I've decided she'll actually be 012. Staff is given the 01X range, and even though Es doesn't actively have a number they'd be staff member 011, making her 012.)

Story: Since the project is supposed to be realistic/present day, the mv machine would be brand new and unpredictable tech, so they’d want someone keeping up on maintenance and making sure the brain-invasive process won’t cause any harm to the prisoners. Rose was studying abroad in Japan working on some cool neuroscience tech (irl I know nothing about technology or brains but shh) and she stumbled upon some secret tech/plans from Milgram. Long story short, she was dragged into the experiment to make sure things ran smoothly.

Writer's Reasoning: She’s really fun for me to play around with, as she allows me to work with a character who has a tiny bit of pull over Es’ mindset in conversation but not the final decision (aka mirroring the voting system), and someone who is simultaneously trapped in the prison but has a reason to see all the canon content.* I really enjoy the character interactions and dynamics Milgram has set up so far, so it’s been super fun seeing how things change for better and worse when someone not quite aligned with either Milgram/the prisoners is thrown into the mix!

*As much as I love dramatic irony in fiction, it would drive me crazy if I knew every detail of of the vds/mvs but Rose didn't – and every single Milgram character is The Worst Communicator Ever so I couldn’t justify that she’d hear it secondhand from them...

Story roles:

She’s a bit conflicted -- she’s officially Milgram staff and knows she should remain neutral on the prisoners, since she won’t be allowed to interfere with the process/executions. At the same time, her job description is literally “make sure the machine doesn't hurt them and everyone's safe :)” and she's way too emotional to avoid getting hopelessly attached to everyone 😅

I really enjoy the theory that the machine extracts videos based off of priming, so one of Rose’s duties involves listening in on the interrogation and making sure there’s been enough material discussed/not too much time has passed overall (hence the ringing of the bell happening at different lengths for each vd -- That's her ringing it :3). She then watches the mvs along with Es to make sure there are no machine glitches, and know how to calibrate it better for next time.

(IEdit: I've since decided to add in official trial mvs, but before when I wasn't ready to tackle that:) She has to run some tests on the machine to make sure things are calibrated correctly, so she'd extract little things here and there. It gives me the opportunity to think up lyric snippets and recurring symbols for her without worrying about full encompassing music videos.

I'm not afraid to admit she can fall into Mary Sue territory every so often by being everyone's friend, because it's less about "aw everyone likes her" and more about "canon is too painful rn and I need a fix-it tool to take care of these guys and give them hugs and tell them someone forgives them and cares about them and unfortunately these characters wouldn't let anyone less than a friend do that." Rest assured she's definitely not perfect and will fuck everything up on occasion :3

Miscellaneous: Whenever I play around with normal au ideas she's still working on the machine (but in a public, more ethical setting), and she's Mahiru's roommate :) Her character isn't super focused on love, but if I had to pick a cover song it'd be Stickybug II. It's very much my vibe, the lyrics fit well enough (better than most songs, at least lol) and it's one of my favorites out of my limited knowledge of unchosen Deco songs! (Edit, I've actually given her non-deco cover songs hehe)

So yeah, I hope she's not too boring without a cool crime to decipher, but I wanted to share since I was really proud of her! It took a bit of tinkering to find a way to fit her into a perfect secret-third-thing role that runs very smoothly with all of canon, so I was very excited!

[nancywheeeler]

oo so curious abt all of these but how about "and if you don't love me now" and "whatever happens to me, i know it's for the better" ?? good luck on writers block also that shit is EVIL <- currently trying to shake it off rn

writer's block truly is so awful, like why am i staring at a blinking cursor and forgetting every word in the english language, can't it all just be easier. but alas. i hope both of our writer's block clears up soon!!

okay so, a significant aspect of "and if you don't love me now" is in the year of our lord 2024, eddie roundtree's first (and only) solo album goes viral on tik tok. so every scene is connected to a track from that album and there are little multi-media snippets that open each scene. i've had a lot of fun trying to mimic various pop culture and music publications. here's probably my favorite:

track eight: second-place finish “ my love’s a god you don’t believe in / my love’s a house that you don’t sleep in / i know, i know ” Roundtree took his time arriving at his album's thesis statement, but here it is, in time for the finale. The title is depressing in its irony; the singer has lost every two-man race he has competed in over the course of his life, but finally recognizes that even if the winner were to disappear tomorrow, he would not be called up to wear the crown. He had never been in the running in the first place. With a brutal honesty he evades on other tracks, Roundtree determines, “You’re a lover; you just don’t love me.” The brutality is served by how spare the musical arrangement is: a lone but faithful acoustic guitar, reminiscent of an old Townes Van Zandt song. Out of pleas or places to hide, Roundtree is left with only his guitar and his final testament’s fading refrain. He knows, he knows, he knows. — from “We Break Down Every Track on Eddie Roundtree’s Album, Secondhand Sounds” Pitchfork || June 30, 2023

meanwhile, "whatever happens to me, i know it's for the better" is even more sports rpf. background: at the us open in 2022, one of the greatest tennis matches ever was played between carlos alcaraz and jannik sinner. it went until like 3 AM. highly recommend watching it if you have a spare four and a half hours. in this match (spoiler alert), jannik sinner had a match point in the fourth set that he failed convert. carlos alcaraz ended up winning in the fifth set and then went on to win the entire tournament, his first grand slam title at only 19.

so...what would have happened if jannik had converted that match point? coming to a fic near you (hopefully)

“Advantage, Sinner.” The crowd inside Arthur Ashe was screaming, and the noise shook the stadium like a minor earthquake. Carlos had stopped trying to guess where their loyalties lied three hours ago. It seemed to him they weren’t on the side of Jannik Sinner or Carlos Alcaraz anymore, but on the side of the tennis itself, cheering at the end of every hard-fought point not because of who won it but because of the pure magic spun off their rackets. They needed Carlos to save this match point, because of how desperately they wanted more. It was the tennis Carlos dreamed of playing since he was a kid. Tennis that left the world breathless. Tennis, ten years from today, someone would reminisce about to anyone who’d listen. I was there for Alcaraz and Sinner’s US Open quarterfinal. I watched Alcaraz save a match point at the bottom of the fourth set. Mopping the sweat off his face, Carlos readied himself to make it so. Advantage, Sinner, but not for long. Carlos watched Jannik walk back to the baseline, anticipated him blowing on the base of his racket before he brought it to his lips. Already, he knew so much about Jannik, how his body moved, his on-court ticks. How he clenched his jaw with the same ferocity as he clenched his fist when he won a crucial point. How he planted his hands on his hips when he couldn’t believe he had missed. How he never let up, not for a second. Carlos had dreamed of him, too. The greatest players needed a rival, someone who pushed them to their breaking point, then past it. He knew now, if he hadn’t known already, that rival was Jannik.

[runthepockets]

I think the "death grips fans are mostly suburban white teens because they find black people funny by default" a bit of a reach. I'm not defending the behaviour but it's pretty common to find a picture of a reclusive, enigmatic and highly talented artist doing something mundane and relatable funny. People find the pic of david byrne eating cereal funny. The issue of self-obsessed tiktok teens ruining shows is an ongoing problem across the board rn tbh

Yeah, sure, but Talking Heads fans don't go out of their way to get David Byrne's personal information-- like his address or the name of his estranged father-- on Facebook. Talking Heads fans don't ignore David Byrne's "no" when asked to take pictures in public. People don't make horrific collages of David Byrne posted up in pictures with his loving family because "a weird guy having a nice family hahahah SOOOO whacky!!!!". People don't mash Talking Heads songs up into edits of stupid anime openings with the joke mostly being "haha, look at this dumb angry gorilla thing and its contrast with this cute, innocent thing, isn't this hilarious." Talking Heads fan don't talk about Talking Heads like they're little more than litmus tests of edginess or with huge veneers of irony rather than, like, artists who had vast influence on New Wave music. People still respect David Byrne's artistry and don't fucking throw water bottles and glow sticks at him at shows. Even when he's intentionally being goofy with it, like when he dances in those big suits, they still admire his earnestness and relate to him. They still see his humanity.

I'm a black Death Grips fan. It makes me very happy that a black man is fronting a Rap/Punk band and has an unforgivably aggressive and loud onstage persona. I love seeing other black men recclaiming the emotions / imagery made to dehumanize them in the name of portraying their experiences and making art. That shit is fucking awesome to me. In no way am I saying that Death Grips is for white people, or that black people can't be goofy, or annoying at shows, or anything like that.

But what I am saying is that I don't know what other conclusion I'm supposed to come to when I hear about a demographic of people who have done nothing but be boundary violating dipshits who can drop 100 bucks on the fly just to go to a show and act like a dipshit all night, from throwing shit at the artist to ignoring them to play Beyblades and make Tiktoks to showing up in those stupid ass propeller hats and not even staying for the entire set other than "stupid fucking spoiled ass white boys".

[daz4i]

well it went surprisingly well last time so here's another edition of me posting a short bit from smth i wrote and talking about it instead of posting the whole thing like a normal person. except it's way longer this time sorry

so this is my favorite of all the songs i wrote, called "other people's words"

i think i got down to it after getting a writing exercise from my teacher asking why i don't write about my feelings. it was like a week or two after i finished reading no longer human and feeling painfully Seen by it, and going through the quotes i collected from it i kept thinking "what is even the point of writing anything myself when he already wrote it better than i ever could" and well. yeah

the song also has references to other songs in it, specifically hurt by johnny cash (yeah i know it's a cover but. come on.) and arcade by duncan laurence. really good songs to listen to when Going Through It lol but also they've got 2 things that are. ig concrete and identifiable enough in their lyrics to reference, being empire of dirt and a losing game, which both appear in the chorus

speaking of, it's a different chorus each time bc i can't make things easy for myself ig. the topic of each line remains the same, and in addition to those references there is a talk of baring your soul

so i tried playing off of the baring part in the last chorus that the song ends with

so like. going from bare to barren. idk i liked this one lol maybe it works better in writing than in singing but ig only time will tell

this comes right after the bridge that's talking about emptiness and nothingness (a topic also mentioned in the second verse). this whole theme is, to me, the essence of it really. feeling empty -> nothing to give -> can't create -> relying on things created by others to define yourself by, since otherwise you essentially feel like you're nothing

after this final chorus, the song changes into. sounds, ig. not real words, just "ba-da-dum" sort of thing, and that's how it ends

i mentioned two songs and a novel already but it was inspired by a lot of other songs. the whole baring your soul while feeling like there's nothing there is from beneath the mask, for example. and I'm sure me from 2 months ago had other things in mind while writing that i unfortunately can't remember rn. rip. sorry

but yeah that's it! like i said it's not polished. there are some lines i really like but feel slightly awkward so i don't want to post them, and really a lot of it isn't quite ready but it's still my favorite. i think it's my most... idk, clever song? or maybe just most complex one at least. even tho it's not perfect yet, i am proud of it, or at least as proud as i can be of my own creation. yes i am aware of the irony here :P

[council-of-the-void]

Oh the irony of the songs in the gym playing matching my mood 🙃

I want to sink into the void rn

[shaftking]

Laughing rn bc people on here are screaming that it’s misogynistic that Ryan Gosling got nominated for an Oscar for his role as Ken in the Barbie movie and the actress who played Barbie, Margot Robbie, as well as the director, Greta Gerwig, didn’t. Maybe because the movie was mid asf and Ryan was at least semi entertaining, which is a quality people actually wanted from the movie instead of a lecture about gender politics lmao. Sweet irony 😂

I haven’t seen the Barbie movie so I can’t really speak on it in any specifics beyond what I’ve heard in reviews but I did see the thing about the award for the ken song floating around in memes lol.

[somereaderinblue]

EXTRA NOTES:

These brainworms aren’t leaving so I’m sharing them.

Ares

Some fans have jokingly pointed out how Zeus decided that the best way to challenge Athena, Goddess of Wisdom, is through a game of wits, logic & debate. Which makes the stakes a lot higher when Ares is in her place since he’s more straightforward & physical. However, just like the OG, this song shows us his character development. 

He knows the odds are against him, but he’s the God of Courage & he shows actual courage + honour by playing according to the rules: convincing over punching. Plus, you have to remember that he embodies the ugliness of war, which includes loss. Rather than accept the loss he should’ve been desensitised to like the rest of his peers, it’s now his driving force through GG to ensure Telemachus, Penelope & Odysseus don’t have to experience it.

Artemis

Like Apollo, she’s got no personal grudge against Penelope for the Trojan War or anything else. She also knows that one of Ares’s positive qualities is that he doesn’t mistreat women. Plus, both of them know that sirens don’t ask to live the way they do the same way humans don’t ask to breathe oxygen. That’s just the way it is. Thus, it’s fitting that she’s Level I.

Hestia

As Goddess of the Hearth, she values family bonds, blood-related or otherwise. She saw how close-knit Penelope was with her crew which makes the inevitable betrayal hurt all the more. But as Ares pointed out, Penelope still has a family & home waiting for her. After everything she’s suffered, she of all people deserves peace & domesticity. 

Dionysus

Ngl, I struggled with understanding him the most. What I know is that he’s mainly the God of Pleasure, so ig that means he’d dislike misery. And well, if anyone’s miserable rn it’s Odypen. He believes neither would be like that had Penelope not messed up during the Cyclops in the first place.

Also he’s not 100% sober, he’s mostly there for the drama & you cannot tell me none of the gods would pass up a chance to watch big tough Ares squirm.

Athena

If this was an animatic, her entrance is when Quick Thought’s activated instead of shattered, her calm contrasting Ares’s heated sternness. She also passive-aggressively calls him predictable, hinting at her confidence.

Her points are valid, blunt & harsh; calling out how Penelope’s wits failed her when her luck ran out, and by extension, Ares’s own shortcomings. She thinks she has the upper hand.

BUT! This Athena didn’t undergo the character development her canon counterpart did. So she doesn’t consider emotions. What’s more, she doesn’t consider that said emotions would be tied to connection, & as Ares demonstrates, he very much cares for Telemachus and Penelope. 

She’s grudgingly impressed that wow, Ares rlly is using more words than fists/spears & that he’s fighting for the positive aspects of battle (protection, loyalty & camaraderie) that she embodies. So she gracefully concedes. 

Also, if we follow the canon plot, Penelope will definitely make brains bleed in the end.

Demeter

Empathy is part of Ares’s growth & it’s demonstrated with Demeter. When you think of agriculture, you think of farmers & hard workers. So he tries to hype up Penelope along those lines. But what truly convinces her is motherhood. Both of them are mothers who’d move heaven & earth to see their child again, both have to suffer separation from their child. But Penelope’s separation lasted way more than 6 months & she lacks the luxury of immortality.

Hera

Unlike Zeus & Athena, keep in mind that Ares is the unfavourite. Of course Hera would be pissed & considering her marriage to Zeus, immediately jump to the (incorrect) conclusion that Ares is out to get her.

In my imaginary animatic, I imagine her summoning a GIANT peacock of pure divine power swooping down to incinerate Ares in the finale. Then flashback: Ares’s animal divine form looming over Penelope & a newborn Telemachus. Maybe for poetic irony, it’s more vulture-esque; a bird of death meeting new life. The camera is angled so we see more of his face, how neither helmet nor scars can hide how humane he looks in that moment.

Then present: Ares isn’t just shielding himself, he’s actively trying to power through it like Athena in @anniflamma’s animatic. We see a boar’s bulk & tusks, then a vulture, a writhing snake, maybe a dog.

He’s so close now. Hera flinches ever so slightly, expecting him to be rough, demanding, to maybe lash out after centuries of her mistreatment towards him-

Instead, he clutches her skirt, on his knees, barely able to remain upright. His armour, helmet & spear are gone, he’s utterly beaten and prideful Ares uses his last breath to beg for Penelope's release once more. No threats, no outrage, just sincere desperation.

Maybe Hera looks at him and sees someone who was a child once.

Maybe Hera looks at him and finally sees someone who is her child.

Warrior!Penelope God Games

After writing Odysseus's Challenge, I was still on a creative high & decided to do this too. NOTE: The swaps between gods were taken from @too-much-flynnolium’s art.

[ARES]

Mother, God Queen, rarely do I ask for favours

Now, I'm kneeling on your floor

With hopes to save a friendship

With one who's a prisoner far from home

Penelope

[HERA]

Divine intervention, so that is your wish?

To untie apprehensions that were placed on that Greek?

You are braving such dangers for a girl full of shame

But if she's worth the risk of going under

Why not make it a game?

Convince each of them that she ought to be released

And I'll release her

[ARES]

Who's them?

[HERA]

Artemis! Hestia!

Dionysus! Athena!

Demeter! Or me

What do you say?

[ARTEMIS]

Sure.

[HESTIA]

Very well.

[DIONYSUS]

Hic!

[ATHENA]

Alright.

[DEMETER]

Interesting.

[ARES]

Bring it.

[ARTEMIS]

You all know I'm a fan of nature and all

So with so many sirens gone

I think Penny's in the wrong

[ARES]

They had planned to do their worst

All she did was reimburse them

Now they'll tread with caution first

To live another day and sing even more verse!

[ARTEMIS]

Good point, release her.

[HESTIA]

Trust is not wasted, it’s forged

Why should I give her my support?

She turned her back on her cohort

[ARES]

Did you forget they failed to listen?

She was betrayed and now imprisoned

But if you make the right decision

She can still have a future with those who miss her!

[HESTIA]

Fine, release her.

[DIONYSUS]

Your little high and mighty Penelope

Claims to love another, but keeps him chained to a broken heart

[ARES]

She was busy fighting

[DIONYSUS]

More like busy spiting the cyclops

Let her feel the pain that the others feel and rot

[ARES]

Wait!

You must reconsider this!

[ATHENA]

Really now, Ares, no new tricks?

[ARES]

Athena!

[ATHENA]

What kind of so-called fighter holds back her power

Just lets her friends get devoured?

She couldn’t fight Scylla, but didn’t even try to outwit her

Hides with naught but a sword to get the job done

Tries to handle things upfront

Dim-witted and weak like her son

[ARES]

Hold your tongue now, her son's my friend!

And tell that drunkard that all kinds of hurts can mend

You want more mind games? Then set her free

To get back to her homestead, she'll make everyone’s brains bleed!

[ATHENA & DIONYSUS]

Then release her.

[DEMETER]

So many talents, so many tales

Give me one good reason why yours should prevail

[ARES]

She's got the hands of a weaver!

[DEMETER]

Dig deeper

[ARES]

She's pretty skilled with words!

[DEMETER]

You can do better than that!

[ARES]

She's very sassy…?

[DEMETER]

Eh

[ARES]

Never once does she give up on her child.

[DEMETER]

Release her.

[ARES]

I’ve played your game and won! Release her.

[HERA]

You dare to defy me? To give me more shame?

No one beats me, no one wins my game!

Marriage, bring her through the wringer

Show her I'm the judgement call

The one who makes the final call!

.

.

.

.

[ATHENA]

Is he dead?

.

.

.

Penelope had told Ares that for mothers, childbirth in itself was a difficult battle and the parenthood that came after a race with no finish line in sight. Personally, Ares would’ve likened it to war. If family had truly been something as linear as a race then surely Hermes would be on their father’s throne by now.

She placed her spawn in his arms. Said spawn miraculously didn’t squirm or squall against his battle-hardened muscles and cold gauntlets. 

“His name is Telemachus.” Far from battle. The irony wasn’t lost on anyone. Then again, considering how eerily squishy the infant was, perhaps the name was fitting.

Ares blinked as tiny fingers gripped his, the pudgy digits unable to full wrap around it. Yet, the grip was strong. No, it was simply alive. He’s bathed in blood so often that he’s forgotten even the tiniest of hearts can still beat.

“Telemachus.”  Penelope and Odysseus smiled. Smiled at him, smiled because of him. They were happy. He was happy.

.

.

.

[ARES]

Let her go…..please

Let her go……

[betweenheroesandvillains]

i wake up. i listen to danger dan dealing with his mental health and with political issues for six hours straight. i play dishonored. i go to sleep. i don’t see the irony of that.

[illuminiscentboba]

I’ve been so mentally ill today 😭🏃💨 like oversharing rambling and doing everything besides my work 🤡

[go-follow-vibingouthere]

Kaimelia Fic Update/Sneak Peek

For anyone that cares...

I'm still writing the post 18x20 Kaimelia fic I posted about 2 months ago lol. Had a bit of an identity crisis after graduating college + the hyper fixation was becoming less... hyper, so I haven't actually worked on it since late June until this week. RN I've got ~3.5k words that are actually useable and good and another ~13k (I know 🙃) of... Over stuff lol (some of it's useable, some of it's redundant, etc.). I won't post it until it's done; I hate disappointing people and wouldn't wanna get anyone's hopes up just to never finish it. I am fucking DETERMINED to get this out before the new season starts.

However... Because I'm a glutton for attention and I know the fandom is in a drought rn... I wanna give y'all a sneak peek of the first 500 words or so. Without further ado:

Kai had never kissed anybody in the rain before… It was nice. Like a scene from a movie. Kai could imagine some grandiose love song playing in the background of this moment, the music swelling when Amelia’s lips met their own. Picture-perfect…

It had been a long day. A long few weeks, really. Whatever anxiety Kai had experienced during that dinner party, surrounded by Amelia’s intimidating web of a family, had only increased after their semi-break up on the swings; and, with it, came wave after wave of self-loathing, anger, and despair. They couldn’t eat, they couldn’t work, they couldn’t sleep, they couldn’t function.

Not even the paper being published—years and years of work and effort finally being recognized—was enough to lift their spirits. Every potentially happy thought about it—every stray thought they’d had since the last time they were in Seattle—just led back to her. Their text to her upon hearing the news (“thinking of you”) wasn’t a lie: if anything, it was an understatement.

The irony plagued them. They had once boasted to Amelia that they needed very little sleep to function and look where that had landed them: impulse buying a plane ticket to Seattle after another restless 24 hours, running through the airport to make it on time, all 6’ 1” of them jammed into a middle seat on a rickety Spirit Airlines flight, their hastily packed carry-on containing nothing but two shirts, pajama bottoms, underwear, and a toothbrush. All without a shred of hope to cling to that she’d even want to see them, let alone take them back.

But she did… at least, tentatively.

She was kissing them, in the rain, and Kai felt like they could finally breathe again. The risk of drowning at sea was averted: her presence alone pushed their exhausted, waterlogged mind back to shore. The monumental pain of their actions was gone. The weight and stress that had sat in their shoulders and upper back had finally dissipated. Relief flooded over them and they were left to ponder happier ideas… like which movies had the best rain kiss scenes.

(They managed The Notebook, Breakfast at Tiffany’s, Spider-Man, A Cinderella Story, and that one episode of Friends before Amelia pulled away for breath, her forehead slumped against theirs.)

The rain was getting worse by the second; having started as barely a sprinkle, it was now quickly becoming a considerable downpour. They could feel their hair getting heavier, sticking to their forehead in odd spots, matted after Amelia’s handiwork.

Her hands eventually came down to rest on their shoulders. They stayed breathing each other’s breath, eyes closed and hands still, for a long time, quiet despite the environmental rage surrounding them…

They were tempted to kiss her again, being that close for so long. And they nearly did. Hesitantly brushing their nose alongside hers, receiving no comments or requests to stop, they brought their hand up to her cheek, ready to join their lips again and—

“Amelia!” someone called out from the hospital exit, their voice carrying over the dense rain.

The bubble popped.

Hope you enjoyed :) I hope to have it out in full beginning/mid-September.

[yoooespinosa]

count the stars | d.m

➤ summary: He tells you to count the stars, but what do you do when the only thing in sight is the sun.

➤ warnings: mentions of blood and just angst.

➤ a/n: idk i’m just really sad rn and i wrote this in 10 mins. unedited.

➤ word count: 0.9k

Masterlist | Taglist

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“I love you.” He whispered, eyes softened at just the sight of you. Words laced with all the adoration in the world.

You couldn’t stop the smile that enveloped your face, cheeks hurting from your giddiness. “How much?”

He looks up at the sky, eyes furrowed with thought as his gaze bounced from star to star. “Count the stars and then let me know what you get.”

“Draco,” You laugh and he looked back to you. “that would take forever.”

“It’s a good thing we have all the time in the world together.”

The slow song played for your melancholy. The words stabbing into your heart, flooding your veins with ghost of memories. Because the boy that once told you to count the stars, the boy you loved, was dancing with another.

His eyes on her, only for her. His larger frame enveloping hers as they swayed around the dance floor.

You couldn’t take your eyes off of them, no matter how much you wanted to. You just couldn’t help but think of how familiar they looked together, just like you and him once looked.

She was dressed in white and she looked beautiful. She was an ethereal being, her footsteps elegant and moves light. She had the biggest smile on her face, so big it must’ve hurt her cheeks, being with him had that affect on people. She looked like a sunny day.

Your jaw clenched with the force of holding your tears in. Hands clenching around the black fabric of your dress. Black as midnight.

“Why do you always choose to come here at ridiculous times?” You asked draco as he dragged you along, his destination a certain tree near the black lake.

“I prefer the night time. Less people. Just me, you and the stars.”

You wanted to laugh at the irony. Because the boy you loved just married the girl who was the complete prodigy of sunshine.

You watched as they walked around greeting people. His hand on her back guiding her as she talked happily with each person. Always so happy.

The sun was scorching, clinging onto you, desperately shining light on your gloominess.

You wanted to leave. Because this was torture. You’re not even sure why you accepted the invitation. Not even sure why you were invited, it had to have been her, he couldn’t have been so cruel to be the one to. Right?

This all felt sacred. Like you were witnessing something you weren’t supposed to be looking upon. Like you were seeing another part of the boy you loved, that was not meant for you to see.

But you couldn’t help but look. Watch as she greeted all his friends with comfortable smiles, like you once did.

It felt wrong. It was all wrong. How can no one else see how wrong it was?

It was supposed to you there. You dancing with him, with a new ring adorning your finger. You greeting the guests with the upmost politeness. And you chatting with his friends, laughing and sharing those inside jokes.

But instead you sat on the side lines. Watching as the boy you loved, loved another.

“When we get married, i want it to be during the night time.” He said, his fingers tangled in your hair.

“We can put those pretty fairy lights everywhere.” You added, burying your head further into his bare chest.

“Fairy—what?” His face scrunched up adorably.

You sigh, “Never mind.”

It’s quiet for a moment. The only sounds were the soft wind hitting the windows in his dorm room and his light humming.

“I can’t wait to marry you.” He smiles up at the ceiling. “I can already see it.”

You smile, your heart fluttering with his words. “You really want to marry me?”

“Of course.” He looked offended that you even asked. “I can only ever see me marrying you.”

He was such a pretty liar, wasn’t he?

Saying such lovely words with the softest voice, tugging on every string of your heart, making it impossible to not love him.

You wanted to yell at him, to scream at him for breaking your heart. For giving you all the hope in the world, to just turn around and leave you.

You wanted to cry because it felt as if the other half of you was ripped away. You felt like you were bleeding out.

Blood dripping, coloring the grass below as you watched him love the sun.

Just like you watched him leave you, turn his back on you, when he realized that you were not enough for him. Realizing the night was too quiet for him and the sky too dark to see anything. He left you there, alone, searching for light as he took the moon and stars with him.

A tear escaped unwillingly as he caught your eyes. His arm around her waist, and his eyes brighter than ever. He gave you a nod, and turned back around. But for a second you swore you saw every moment of you and him flash before his eyes.

You look up at the sky. The moon was out of sight and the sun was out to stay. There was no stars to count.

You guess he forgot to mention that stars didn’t stay forever. That there was no possible way to count them all when ones kept disappearing and others appearing. He set you up for heartbreak from the start.

He said all the time in the world, but he forgot to mention how limited that was. That the time you had was only when the moon came out to cry it’s taunting stars.

You stare at the sun, beams so bright your vision turned blurry. You wonder if he told his new lover to count the clouds.

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[galacticlamps]

fanfic writer asks 🤡🛒🎶🌞🤲? (I realise this is a lot and you were trying to keep them short gdjkhf I am SO sorry. no pressure to answer all of them haha)

🤡 What’s a line, scene, or exchange you’ve written that made you laugh?

This did give me pause because I know I’ve laughed at certain lines as I was writing them before, but rn I can’t remember any that are actually funny in and of themselves? I don’t even mean that like ‘on second thought, I amuse myself and no one else’ - I just think I’m probably more of a dramatic irony type of person than a crafter of fabulous one-liners in either dialogue or narration. Plus Two & Jamie lend themselves to that so well, so perhaps what I laughed at was less my writing and more just a general sense of, “Oh, you two idiots who don’t know what I (and every single other person in this fandom) know.” Like maybe what happens in Itemized or Visitation Rights isn’t like, laughter funny but eye-roll funny? Or maybe I’m just having trouble remembering smaller/more immediately funny bits so all I can do right now is talk plots/themes. That is also a possibility.

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

Well, surely “oh you idiots” is up there as either a theme or a feeling or something, but I believe that’s just a necessary symptom of being a Two/Jamie writer. As for me personally, hmm...

Do you know that bit in Much Ado About Nothing where Benedick’s like, “There’s a double meaning in that!” and the joke is that no, really that means exactly what you think it does you himbo - but also, this is a Shakespeare play & you are actively being played by your friends so okay, technically, sure there’s a double meaning in all of this, but calm down alright it’s not like you discovered anything that wasn’t already painfully clear? That bit? I feel like I love any chance to write something like that - characters knowing one another well enough to talk about one thing while talking about another even though it’s kinda obvious and #notthatdeep. They/I do not get points for being clever or anything because everyone knows what they’re saying/alluding to even if they get some kick or whatever out of not stating it directly. But it’s still fun to write, especially when characters have a rapport that supports that kind of thing.

Or did you mean something more concrete? I feel like I pay a lot of attention to physicality - again, easy when you’re writing Two/Jamie & that’s so much of who they are - but I kinda need to be able to trace the positions & movements of everyone in a fic all the time, so I feel like gestures & touch come up a lot with me, even if they aren’t strictly necessary to the story? I also catch myself pointing out the quality of light in most scenes I write, not necessarily as a thing to focus on, but another one of those struggle-not-to-mention-it things. But hey, I have a url to live up to!

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

I do - current length of my Two/Jamie playlist is over 18 hours (whoops! I realize that's not really a playlist at all it's just a big group of songs that can be made to make me think of them) and I’ve also totally made smaller breakout playlists to help with focus on individual fics before. I stop when I want to get serious about editing, and then when I’m proofreading I can put music back on only if I have one of those dedicated smaller playlists, otherwise I’ll risk getting some wires crossed on vibes.

But what have I been playing on loop lately? Well in the “linked (tightly) to a specific fic” category, Pink Floyd’s “Us & Them” has been required listening while reading/working on the heart of one wip. And more generally I’ve been listening to Skerryvore’s album Evo a lot lately, and that’s got a few songs on it that also feature on the Two/Jamie playlist for various reasons.

🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

Answered! Spoiler alert: it boils down to ‘literally whenever I can’ - not very fun ik

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

No :)

I’m kidding. But you might wish I wasn’t after you see it.

I won’t forget you, you know.

Jamie’s cheeks burned with the embarrassment of his own naivety. Wounded, he wondered if the Time Lords had laughed at him then, knowing what was about to happen. He wondered if the Doctor knew, and only put on a brave face so Jamie could go on believing that for as long as he would remember wanting to. But it hadn’t worked, and he remembered now – but also, he remembered now.

Deeper than the embarrassment but stronger too, there was a spark, a tiny ember glowing inside him: he hadn’t forgotten. The Time Lords had done their best but it had only stopped him for a little while – a few months, a handful of weeks. All-powerful masters of the universe, and they couldn’t even keep him from remembering for longer than that. No, he hadn’t forgotten. He’d just been a little dazed - distracted, that was all. But neither his heart nor his mind had let go of the Doctor, and they wouldn’t now either. It was dangerous, hope, Jamie knew that – knew the things it could lead people to do, the risks they might take in its name. But he had beaten their memory block after all, and if that could happen, then maybe . . .

It might be foolish of him to hope, but as he turned his face towards the stars with bleary, tear-filled eyes, he found it hard not to.

Because if he could remember, what could the Doctor do?

[emily-prentits]

9. Hop tea: Do you have a favourite tea? Which one?

16. Hibiscus tea: What is a song you can always hear?

27. Kombucha: What do you order on a pizza?

--🔮

hop tea: do you have a favorite tea? which one?

the irony of me rbing this ask game and not having an opinion on tea💀 don't really have a favorite.... however! I'm also not opposed to it

hibiscus tea: what is a song you can always hear?

I'm not sure I have a... specific song? since my rotation playlists are so long. most likely a taylor song tho lol. currently we have strangers by halsey playing so I'm hearing that rn

kombucha tea: what do you order on a pizza?

I'm a boring orderer of pizza, I'm afraid lol. usually just sausage, pepperoni, and black olives. so yum tho

tea asks

[bella-donna418]

Livestreaming on YouTube w/ Mikasa

A/N: An HC I need to write rn bcs I might forget it later.

More modern AU vlogs bcs why not.

AND this is somewhat livestreaming 👀👀

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So the house has like this recording studio/room for Mikasa because a few people (Sasha, Connie, Zeke (surprise he knows), Armin and Annie) know she's VERY good at singing)

And since they couldn't think of what to do with an extra room in the house because like, the house is huge asf and you'll need to fill EVERYTHING up.

So let's get to the point.

Sasha usually forces Mikasa to try at least livestreaming on YouTube because she BARELY has any videos.

Mikasa's like, "Sasha, no."

And Sasha would do all desperate pleading sh!t which annoys Mikasa to the point she sighs and says, "Fine. Just once. But DON'T tell anyone."

And Sasha was so happy.

Then ends up doing the opposite (the irony ik)

She's like, "She'll livestream later. Y'all gotta watch it."

And they're like, "Why?"

And Sasha looks at her fellow comrades from the "we know she can sing so good" club and they're like "oHHH—"

And the others who don't know are like '???' and just shrugged.

So here it is.

Sasha is with Mikasa in the recording studio/room and everyone is like somewhere else but they're watching ON someone’s phones and waiting for the countdown to end.

Sasha is there for like reading some stuff/song requests for Mikasa while she's singing so they don't miss anything—also for operating things.

So the livestreaming countdown ended and finally!!

(I'm the one writing this but why do I feel excited LMFAOO)

Ok, so Mikasa went to the regular greetings of like, "Hello, everyone." (Sasha still busy setting things up)

And then... the others were like watching and they're freaking hyped.

Sasha then read the first request (from Twitter) "So, first song is Dangerous Woman."

Mikasa's like, "Seriously?"

Sahsa looking at her while eating some doughnuts be like, "Request is request."

Mikasa rolls her eyes and the music starts.

Ok let's go to the "watching in secret" crew because they're like "Holy sh!t, holy sh!t!" (Ymir the one saying that, gets smacked by Historia)

Y'all let's skip to the high notes, shall we? 👀👀

So when she LITERALLY hit that note Jean almost dropped the phone and everyone bonked him on the head (I mean who in the right mind would drop such expensive iPhone 12 pro?! They rich and all, but thrift is key and it’s something Erwin and Levi implemented)

Everyone went full blown kung fu beating up and screaming of admiration

The vets somehow hearing this then Levi and Erwin went inside the room where the noise was coming from to see the commotion.

Levi's like, "What the f%!k is this?"

Everyone snapping out and looking at him—fear now lingering.

Then Hanji passed by and decided to stop there (she’s like that parent who walks by and sees you then ends up saving your a$*)

And she's like, "YOU'RE WATCHING TOO?!"

And the people who are scared shitless nodded slowly.

Hanji was like, *le gasp* "OMG SAME!!!! SHE'S SO GOOD AT SINGING, RIGHT?! SHE DIDN'T EVEN TELL!!"

Levi and Erwin giving her weird looks—gets ignored though.

Hanji be running to them to join the fun making Levi groan and Erwin sigh as they went back to what work they were doing earlier.

Mikasa seems to be having fun, so she just continues while Sasha is recording on her own and literally laughing to herself because she's looking at her phone and their comments were being buried.

Until she saw the snowman request which was Armin's.

And she was now glaring at Sasha while she laughs it off.

Ignores it and sings it anyway (it's f!#$ing ✨i m m a c u l a t e✨)

So let's list down the songs Mikasa sang

- Dangerous Woman - Take me home (the Bebe Rexha one) - Lover (Taylor Swift duhh) - Willow (I can't help but think of T.S songs lol) - Play Date (Melanie!!!!) - Kings and Queens - Hallucinate - God is a woman - Positions - Driver's License - Snowman (Armin requested this!) - 34 + 35 - Imagine - Love story - Me! - Stuck with u - Blank Space - Can we kiss forever? - In the name of love - Ready for it - Break up with your girlfriend - 7 rings - Dancing with a stranger (sam smith omfg) - Without me - Wildest dreams (Most of the songs are literally Taylor Swift or Ariana Grande lmaooo)

Moment of truth: Everyone was staring at Eren like: 👀  who seem to be let's say... impressed (or something more than that but you get the point)

So when the livestream was over everyone (who didn’t know) was like 😳😳 "She could sing—I didn't know that...

When Mikasa ended her live, they both got out of the recording studio and went inside the room where everyone was, she was now getting lots of shocked looks which made her go like 😳 "Y-you guys—"

And Hanji (no I didn't forget she was with them) beamed at her and was like, "Mhm! You didn't tell us you could sing!"

Mikasa was then blushing like mad and looked at Sasha who smiled sheepishly and went on her way to the kitchen.

Jean was trying to keep his inner peace and not go all like, "AKNCJDSNJNABSJ" (ofc he fails and he left the place)

The people who knew, are just stiffling their laughters right now because (manisfesting EreMika) Eren is literally looking at her with a 'how come I do not know about this?' look and glanced at Armin.

Armin just grinned and shrugged.

Mikasa then left the room to go to the kitchen—maybe to scold Sasha or something—because SHE clearly didn't expect this.

She only has an idea that Armin, Connie, Zeke, Annie and Sasha knew about her ✨talent✨ in singing.

She went to the kitchen for some iced tea and glared at Sasha who grinned while eating her favorite chips, PRINGLESSSS (can I have some too?)

She just sighed and continued.

To be honest she had fun with it and decided she should do more of these when she's free of work (because everyone now knows so there's no turning back now)

In the future, she'll probably do more of those live singing or cover song vids. (She clearly loves singing and it relieves herself when stressed— and so she won't get bored and stop all her videos about how she's so bored asf lmaoo)

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A/N: And that's the headcanon!

Another disappoint one I believe.

I was like, why not make her do a livestream on YT where she sings for like an hour or smth

*adds a subtle EreMika bcs it's my OTP*

She now has an addition to her channel which is cover songs lol (assistant/manager is Sasha duh)

[brucespringsteen]

i think about that one 'millennials hate bruce springsteen' article every now and then and it still holds up in a lot of ways. maybe im wrong but at least it feels in popular music rn a lot of guitar playing is just basic chords and patterns and its still cool to look nonchalant like you're not working too hard and its only moody and edgy to a certain point. bro i can't stand lowercase song titles lol. i do think thats inseparable from "a widespread generational embrace of postmodern irony accompanied by a universal rejection of all that is honest and genuine and joyous and sincere" ...

anyway this is why bruce and prince are my favorite guitarists because they play like its an extention of their body & soul and they don't care how that makes them look. and its actually really fun and exciting