#the words of a ukulele

[jinxedeyes]

btw jean lovers we have confirmation of what jean's facial scarring actually is :))

[deus-ex-mona]

just a kindaaaa questionable tl of kimikawaii!!!

stan nagihiyo!!!

僕が知らない時間に

誰かが君と会ってる

君を可愛くさせたのはどこのどいつ

While I was unaware

You met someone else

So, who is the guy who made you this cute?

一年ぶりに帰ってくる

早く会いたいけど平常心

少し垢抜けた？

なんか複雑だけど…可愛いな

You’ve come home for the first time in a year

I can’t wait to see you, though I act natural

Have you become a little more elegant?

I have some mixed feelings about it… But well, you look adorable

つまり…

僕が知らない時間に

誰かが君と会ってる

君を可愛くさせたのはどこのどいつ

君が知らない時間に

どれだけ僕が想っても

君を可愛くさせるのは僕じゃない

近くにいられたら

変な虫 追い払うのに

つまり…

好きなんだ

So, in short…

While I was unaware

You met someone else

Who is the guy who made you this cute?

All while you remain oblivious

No matter how much I think about it

I’m not the one who made you this cute

If I could be closer to you

I’d get rid of all the weird pests around you

Simply put…

I’m in love with you

もう帰るって？早すぎるよ

引き止めたいけど女々しいな

寂しそうじゃない

なんか複雑だけど応援するよ

You’re already leaving? So soon?

I wanna stop you, but I’m too much of a wimp

You don’t look upset about leaving

I have some mixed feelings about it, but I’m rooting for you

君を想ってる時間と

君に想われる時間が

縮まればどんなに幸せか

僕が迷ってる時間に

誰かが君を奪っても

それを知ることもできない

遠距離片思い

You have no idea how happy I’d be if I could shorten

The time that I spend thinking of you

And the time that makes me think about you

Someone could steal you from me

In the time that I was hesitating

And I’d have no way of finding out about it

Such is how it is to be in a long-distance unrequited love

いつだって帰ってくればいい

いつだって逃げてくればいい

いつだって頼ってくればいい

こっちの気持ち知らない

天使の笑顔が

You can always come back whenever you want

You can always escape whenever you want

You can always rely on me whenever you want

You don’t know how I feel about you

Your smile, my angel,

「可愛すぎんだろ」

“Is way too cute!”

僕が知らない時間に

誰かが君と会ってる

君を可愛くさせたのはどこのどいつ

君が知らない時間に

どれだけ僕が想っても

君を可愛くさせるのは僕じゃない

近くにいられたら

変な虫 追い払うのに

つまり…

好きなんだ

While I was unaware

You met someone else

Who is the guy who made you this cute?

All while you remain oblivious

No matter how much I think about it

I’m not the one who made you this cute

If I could be closer to you

I’d get rid of all the weird pests around you

Simply put…

I’m in love with you

[cherryb0mb-s]

how im feeling after looking at my spotify wrapped

[leatherbookmark]

Suddenly re-unlocked memories from like primary school. I remember two separate incidents -- wait, three now, one is from middle school -- when I'd ask about something or volunteer with an answer and both my classmates and the teacher had no idea what I was talking about and was this kind of embarrassed-but-mostly-for-me nervous about it, and then they'd laugh because haha I'm so weird and silly, and I'd just shut up in mortification and confusion because ??? did I make this word up? Is my family weird? What???

[terrible-eel]

I had so much fun making this.

First I recorded a bunch of ukulele tunes and then I layered them and played them backwards at various speeds and then I recorded myself reading a poem I wrote and then I slapped it onto my favorite scene from Tekkonkinkreet.

Check out the full video on instagram here

[laurelimmortals]

Laurel Immortals /|| Contra

out now on soundcloud

[lipslikethegardensofbabylon]

forever is the sweetest con

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

Sometimes I listen to a famous guy sing/talk and I go “Oh! I sound just like him!” But then I listen to a recording of myself for comparison, and I become aware of the soul-crushing reality that I’m a mezzo and not a baritone.

[abandoned-as-mustard]

it's all 'ugh i don't wanna change my strings' for 5 months and then you struggle through an hour of trying to remember, giving up and youtubing. and then it's oh. the difference is actually night and day

[jinxedeyes]

finally reading sacred and terrible air and yup this is definetly an elysium book

[britaisshortforbrita]

The Colleen Balanger situation summed up:

Creepy Loser, Fuck You.

Happy Wrath.

[gothamphantomgoat]

[frumblebee]

i think my desperation and desire to create something with what i deem has “substance and meaning” prevents me from finishing anything, because in my eyes, the things i write feel juvenile. feel shallow. i wish i had a talent for being able to convey my feelings in a cohesive and lyrical way. i just want to write beautiful things and create beautiful art.

[noctisvixen]

The hyperfixation on Afterfall is real. I've drawn 2 refs already, more than I did last year lol, and now this.

Lil rant below <3

My boys. God I love them so much.

We've already met Silver before on my palette post, but this is him without his God wings and attire! Any God can hide their wings at will and he hides them almost all the time now that he visits the mortal realm again.

Silver is a talented musician, though his talent is really limited to string instruments. He has pretty decent vocals, but its nothing compared to Kelly.

Kelly is our lovely panther and he is Silver's husband! He is trans (ftm), works as a pediatrician, and loves to spoil his husband, who he assumes has lived a very sheltered or neglected life. He has a wonderful singing voice, but he prefers to only share it with the people he cares about, such as his husband or his close friend, Chessy (who we'll worry about on a later date :]).

He doesn't know Silver is a God at first, but when he finds out, he accepts him full heartedly, with only a little annoyance that he didn't tell him sooner. Understandably so and Silver fully understands and accepts it.

These two are my relationship goals because they treat each other very well. Silver meets Kelly where he's at- be it mentally, emotionally, or physically- while Kelly is always willing to stay at his side and remind him just how much he loves him. Soulmates don't exist in this world, but they are soulmates and I will die on that hill if I have to.

[dreameryfics]

JJ MAYBANK x READER

Summary: JJ has loved you for years, but only now do you realize it

We had just got back to the island from Charleston. John B and Sarah were back home, safe. We had the night, one night where everything felt normal, or at least our normal. John B was still wanted for a murder he didn't commit. We all decided that would be a tomorrow problem, tonight though, was for us.

We were all hanging in the backyard, JJ, Pope, and I all in the hot tub. It was more just a small pool now as the hot tub part didn't work anymore. Kie and Sarah were sitting by the fire; Kie playing the ukulele and Sarah fiddling with the small bandana around her neck. John B was looking at the tribute we made for him, realizing how real it was for us. I made my way out of the 'hot tub' and over to my brother.

I stood beside him, resting my head on his shoulder. "I thought you were dead, I thought I lost my brother and best friend all in one go. After Dad," I choked up, "I couldn't bear the thought of you being gone too."

"Hey," he turned towards me, placing his hands on my shoulders, "I'm here. You can't get rid of me that easily sis." He pulls me in for a hug, one I knew we both desperately needed. We stay like that for a while before we hear rustling behind us. We turn around and see JJ walking over. “I’ll talk to you later,” I tell my brother, knowing him and JJ needed some time to talk.

I walk and sit next to Sarah, her glancing over at me. Sarah and I had always been friends, even before she met John B. She was always nice to me and knew that being a Kook didn’t make her any better than the rest of us; a concept I wish the other Kook’s would understand.

“I need to tell you something,” she blurted out, facing me now. I turned towards her and she went on, “ John B and I kind of got married.”

“What!?!” I yell out. “Shhh- don’t be so damn loud,” she shushed me. “Sorry, but you can’t expect me to not react that way when he’s my brother and you’re, well you.” I chuckle at her, noticing she’s looking over at John B now. I can see it in her eyes, she loves him; and more than just a high school type of love, a forever love. They’re endgame. “Sarah, I’m so happy for you,” I reach over and grab her hands, “and now I have a sister-in-law! Tell me everything! How exactly do two presumed dead teens get married in a foreign country?”

“Well, it was technically in the middle of the ocean, so legal, not likely, but it is to us,” she told me causing me to let out a slight chuckle. “We’re gonna get a dog,” she said the last part louder. I looked over and saw John B walking towards us, shaking his head at her. “Sarah, not anytime soon. We have to get the gold from Ward first,” he said very matter of fact, “and then full Kook!”

“So, Kie, what’s happening with you and Pope?” Sarah asks pointing over to Pope looking at her. “I don’t know honestly, but I think it might be something.”

“That’s,” I pause trying to find the right word, “vague as fuck, Kie.” We all chuckle knowing that she’ll tell us when she’s up to it and when she knows more about her feelings. She flips me off before getting up and putting on some music.

Sarah and I stood up and went over to Kie, the boys taking our spots we were just at. The three of us started dancing to the rhythm of the music, just enjoying life. I can’t dance, but it doesn’t matter because tonight is just about us all being together. After about three songs, Kie comes over and nudges my shoulder, “look who can’t keep their eyes off of you,” she says looking over to JJ.

I look over at him and see him staring at me. Once he sees me looking at him, he gets the smallest smile on his face and shakes his head at me causing me to blush. “He’s just happy we’re all together again,” I tell Kie, “ don’t read into it. He doesn’t like me like that.” I look down, wanting Kie to be right but knowing he probably just sees me as John B’s little sister.

“Trust me on this one, friends don’t look at each other like that,” she whispers to me before dancing over to Sarah. I glance over at JJ and see him looking at me again. The next song that comes on from Kie’s playlist is a slower song. I see Sarah walk over to John B, hands outstretched, as he stands to grab her arms and pulls her into a hug. Sarah puts her arms around John B’s neck and he places his hands around her waist. She rests her head on his chest and I can see all the trouble and fear just melt away from my brother’s face.

I was about to walk over to grab another beer from the cooler when I heard someone clear their throat behind me. I turn around and see JJ, “Care to dance with me malady?” He reaches his hand out and bends down slowly. “I thought you’d never ask,” I reply taking his hand and curtsying. We both chuckle and walk hand in hand to where I was just at. I repeat Sarah’s actions and place my arms around his neck and he places his hands on my sides.

“I can’t believe they’re back,” he says looking down at me. JJ had been having a really hard time with John B being missing. He got himself fired after arguing with one of the Kooks about John B being innocent. He didn’t tell anybody else, but he started having small panic attacks. He wasn’t staying at his place anymore, not wanting to be alone so he would often sleep on the couch at the Chateau. “Me either, I’m so fucking overjoyed they’re back. I honestly didn’t know what I was going to do if we hadn’t gotten that text from them.”

“I didn’t either,” he says looking down at me, “I’m just happy I had you.” I could feel the heat rise to my face, maybe Kie was right. “Can I tell you something?” I looked up at him and nod my head. “I don’t want what I’m about to say change anything, but with what’s all happened, I can’t just keep quiet. I love you. I need you to know that in case everything goes to shit and I never get the chance to tell you.” I’m taken aback by his sudden outburst of honesty. We are both now just standing there, not realizing that the rest of the group had taken notice to what was happening.

I didn’t reply right away, not being prepared for this. “Fuck, I shouldn’t have said anything,” he said before turning away from me and running his fingers through his hair. “JJ-“ I grab his shoulder to make him turn back towards me. I did the only thing that felt right in the moment, I kissed him. He questioned it for the slightest second before kissing me back. I heard the hoots and hollers from the rest of the group, but all I could focus on was him. This was all that mattered to me in this moment. I pulled away, placing my hand in his, “I love you too.” He pulled me into the biggest and warmest bear hug.

“But what about the no pogue on pogue rule,” I say, still hugging him. He lets out a low chuckle before pulling apart and looking to John B. “He’s actually okay with this,” I look over at my brother, completely surprised at this statement. “What do you think we were talking about before sis?” John B says to me, “I couldn’t bear to watch you two miss your opportunity to be together all because of a stupid rule we made up.” I give him a smile before resting my head on JJ’s chest.

“Told you,” Kie said to me before grabbing another beer and tossing it to me. I stuck my tongue out at her and caught the beer, opening it and taking a sip.

We spent the rest of the night drinking and dancing. Kie and Pope left us. It wasn’t long before our whole world came crashing down around us as two people came looking for John B and Sarah; non other than Barry and Rafe Cameron himself. Maybe we won’t get one night, but we got a few moments, the best moments I would say.

Tomorrow: clearing John B’s name and figuring out what JJ and my first date is going to be. The former is obviously more important, but I can dream.

[jjscrybaby]

prompt 66: ‘i smell smoke.’

jj maybank x fem!reader | hurt & comfort | (fire, kie being ur wingwoman, near death experience, cringey confessions bc i am cringe🙂‍↕️)

this is half inspired by another au but i can’t find the writer! if you know lmk so i can give credit!

︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶ ୨♡୧ ︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶

For the first time in weeks everyone had smiles on their faces. It felt like ever since the Pogues got back from ‘Poguelandia’ things have been tense, not just with John B’s father but with the entire group. They haven’t been seeing eye to eye, constant fights and bickering.

Your’s and JJ’s relationship was utterly confusing, things were calm and fun on the island but since you got back his commitment issues have been in full-swing. He refuses to admit his feelings for you, it doesn’t matter that you’re well aware how he feels.

Kie’s ukulele filled the Chateau, John B and Sarah had snuck off to rekindle their relationship in his bedroom, Pope and Cleo were chatting on the couch and you and JJ were sat beside each other struggling to talk.

“Look—” JJ began, letting out a soft sigh.

“Do we have to do this now?” You interrupted. Whatever he was going to say was presumably going to ruin the calm atmosphere you were finally experiencing; and as much as you loved hearing his voice you just weren’t in the mood.

“Uh… no,” he murmured, giving you an awkward smile. He clearly hadn’t been expecting that, and you felt a little guilty.

“It’s not that I don’t want to talk to you, Jayj. I just want to go for a shower, be proper rested for tomorrow, y’know?” You explained softly.

“Yeah, yeah, ‘course,” JJ nodded, looking down at his thighs. “Go shower. We can talk once we’ve got Big John back and got rich as fuck.”

You giggled, giving him a sweet smile as you stood from the couch. You grabbed a towel and made your way into the bathroom, locking the door behind you.

JJ sighed as he leaned back, running a hand through his hair. In your defence, he probably was going to just upset you yet again. He desperately wanted to tell you how he felt, but anytime he opened his mouth the words would get caught in his throat and instead he’d make up excuses.

“You know, you’re being ridiculous,” Kiara stated, putting her ukulele down just to shoot him a glare.

“What?” He huffed, looking over at her.

“She loves you, you love her. Stop with the self pity and just let it happen, stop ruining something that’s going to make you the happiest you’ve ever been,” Kiara argued.

He opened his mouth to retaliate, or agree, he hadn’t decided yet, when he stopped. He sniffed the air, eyebrows furrowing. “I smell smoke.”

“What?” She questioned, sniffing the air. “Shit, what is that?��

JJ jumped off the couch and ran to the window, eyes widening as he saw orange flames. “Fire! There’s a fire!”

“What?” Pope exclaimed, jumping up also to run to the blonde’s side.

“Get them!” JJ demanded, pointing to John B’s closed bedroom door. His mind instantly went to you, he ran to the bathroom and banged his fists against the door. “Hey!”

You switched the water off, climbing out of the tub to dress in one of John B’s shirts and your shorts. “What, JJ? I’ll just be a sec—”

“No! There’s a fire! Open the door!” JJ yelled, continuing to hit his knuckles against the wood.

With a panicked look you rushed to the door, trying to pull the lock back; it didn’t budge. It wasn’t unusual for the lock to get stuck, especially recently when it hasn’t been used in over a month. “It’s not opening!”

“Shit,” JJ hissed. “Okay, don’t panic. We’re gonna get you out, okay?”

The more time that passed of you trying to pull on the latch and him throwing his body against the door the hotter the room got. The metal was burning your fingers, smoke filling your lungs as you cried out.

“It’s not working!” You croaked out, pulling your shirt over your mouth.

JJ tried not to let you hear how panicked he was, the tears running down his face as he carried on trying to knock the door down. It was when your coughing started that he freaked out, sobs leaving his mouth as he finally knocked the wood down.

“C’mere, c’mere,” he soothed, grabbing at you to pull you into him.

He held his hand over your mouth and dragged you out the door they’d smashed open to get out, the others were all waiting outside worriedly. You collapsed onto the grass, coughing up a lung as he fell beside you.

“Fuck, you’re okay,” he cried, rubbing your back with one hand whilst the other held your head to his chest.

“I’m okay,” you croaked out, looking up at him. You saw the tear tracks down his face and your eyebrows furrowed in worry. “Are you?”

He didn’t answer with words, instead leant down and pressed his lips to yours. You reciprocated the kiss, smiling against his lips as he held you tightly in his arms. He pulled away, leaning his forehead against yours as he caught his breath.

“I love you,” he whispered, voice breaking with emotion. “I thought I was gonna lose you.”

“You can’t lose me,” you murmured back, wiping a tear with your thumb. “I’m okay, I promise. You saved me.”

“I’ll always save you,” he responded softly.

For the first time he wasn’t afraid to be in love, because he’d felt a fear even worse; the thought of losing you.