disclaimer even though im a moa i don’t know many of their songs so this isn’t gonna be a ‘underrated songs’ series i only know their popular songs 😞🧑🦯
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farewell, neverland the name chapter: temptation
chasing that feeling the name chapter: freefall
back for more (txt version) the name chapter: freefall
0x1=lovesong (i know i love you) the chaos chapter: freeze
lo$er = lo♡er the chaos chapter: fight or escape
magic the chaos chapter: freeze
tinnitus (wanna be a rock) the name chapter: temptation
lonely boy (the tattoo on my ring finger) minisode 2: thursday’s child
ghosting minisode 1: blue hour
eternally the dream chapter: eternity
9 and three quarters (run away) the dream chapter: magic
wishlist minisode 1: blue hour
note there’s a lot of the same albums and i do plan to listen to their entire discography one day, so i’ll def update it when i do
feel free to reblog with your favourite txt songs, or any music recs i love new music 🧍🏼♀️
idk what is it but something about this song just gets me every single time. like it’s supposed to be happy and nostalgic but the only thing it is - is a fucking paradox like i have cried so much ughhh. it sounds so beautiful but at the same the lyrics have a soft poetic like quality to it i swear im not crying just. love. LOVE.
gay 70s copaganda thesis is actually about the inherent homoeroticism of the western genre and the cultural image of the male cowboy it borrows from. or as Susan Sarandon once put it, "They got their guns out because they couldn't get their dicks out"
Thinking about “The path to forgiveness is a twisting trail of hearts” lyric in It Starts With Sorry and the redeemed Sir Pentious design having a heart motif
semi public , written specifically with sungchan in mind because i love him so so so much — but it also reminded me of some others so here we are ^ _ ^
he really is just the type of boyfriend to buy you the wrong size of clothing on purpose ( not when it matters ! ) — nothing too suffocating , just very fitted ( so that your tits spill perfectly over the hem of your shirts )...
he'll try and play it off but you know it's because he loves to see you in snug leggings , low-cut shirts , jeans that hug your ass , and miniskirts leaving nothing to the imagination — along with all the skin tight dresses he could find.
he'll bring them to the dressing rooms while you're out shopping — that way even if you don't buy it he gets the most delicious view...
"baby , i think you grabbed the wrong size... it's sort of snug..?" you looked in the mirror — the shirt you'd asked your boyfriend to retrieve suddenly turned into a baby tee. "really..? it's your size though. come out , let me see , princess."
you step out and your little stall , "twirl for me..." and of course you do a little spin — "shit..." he mumbles under his breath , shifting around in his chair. "what do you think?"
"maybe it is a little small... i'll go get you a size up , okay , mama?" you nod , fully aware that he'd just wanted a little show.
whenever he gets lucky you'll let him 'test' these sort of things out.
"hm... i don't know if it's too small or too big — maybe it's just right..?" the dress fits great — you just love to entertain his antics. your eyes would saunter from your reflection to his eyes. "how does it feel when you move , baby?" you'd take his suggestion — pacing around a little bit. "i don't know... maybe i could try something else?" that piques his interest. "like what , pretty girl?"
which is how you two'd end up in cramped in the departments store dressing rooms — the 'too snug' dress hiked up over your hips as he thrusted into you from behind.
"f-fuck... how's that feel , baby? good..? shit , you're tight! ah , 'dress fit okay f'you ?"
you nod , unable to form a coherent sentence feeling his tip repeatedly kiss your cervix. you can feel the relentless snapping of his hips through each drag of his cock stuffed in your gummy walls.
the only thing better than seeing you in your cute , little 'too tight' clothes was watching his cum drip down your leg as you two walked out of the dressing rooms. "well i guess we have to get it now... whether it fits or not." ( which he's assuming it does since you managed to contort into all those positions wearing it in that cramped ass stall) ♥
jake ♥ sungchan ♥ shotaro ♥ jungwon ♥ jaehyun ♥ han jisung ♥ mingi ♥ huening kai ♥ hyunjin
Past Lives works so well for me because I am so enamoured with pragmatism in fiction.
I read and watch a lot of stories about idealized love stories and I often enjoy them too! I spent my entire childhood believing that the teenagers who got together in the media I consumed would stay together forever. And then as I got older, I was naturally introduced to more stories about romances that didn’t work out. Still, it’s hard for me to think about those as pragmatic, most of them have this desire for sadness in them. They would make me feel as though the devastation was the point, that the narrative was forcefully bent toward the saddest outcome.
Past Lives doesn’t make me feel this way. Nora doesn’t stop talking to Hae Sung because of an unforeseen tragic circumstance. She makes a choice and goes through with it. Hae Sung puts it best during their conversation at the end of the film. She is the kind of person to leave. And he loves her because she is that kind of person. The “what-if” isn’t in wondering about if circumstances were different. No matter what, she would have chosen her plays over anything else. Her husband even notes that so much of how their relationship happened is because he fit so well into the life she wanted. The whole reason this film is called “Past Lives” is because that’s the only way to ponder about whether Nora and Hae Sung could be together.
It’s such a delightfully Asian perspective on it. “In another life” films are so common, but I always feel like Western movies do it in a kind of parallel universe kind of way. I love that in this one, Nora is so steadfast and consistent in her personality and desires, that there is no real contemplation and consideration of making her and Hae Sung’s relationship work. There is only a longing and a love.