#i could make this post with literally any lyric and it would be honest

[eclipsedsuns]

#hoaxposting #mission accomplished #i could make this post with literally any lyric and it would be honest #shut up carley

[chelseeebe]

and i’d follow (wherever you may go)

uhhh apocalypse au anyone? i literally have the second part to this basically ready to go and wanted to post this as a little feeler.. if i’m honest i’ll probably post the other part n e ways lmfao

weird fishes/ arpeggi - radiohead (read the lyrics babes)

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steve had stumbled across your makeshift camp while out checking the traps, and he was honestly just going to leave it be and disappear back to the school but you’d caught him with his pants down.

‘what’re you doing?’ your voice startling him from somewhere behind, by the time he turns to see who’s speaking, your gun is drawn, pointed right between his eyes.

his breathing stills, one hand on his pocket, trying, and failing, to indiscreetly grab his own gun without you noticing.

‘don’t,’ you bite, moving your gun down toward his hand, ‘i’ll shoot you,’ face hardened, covered in muck from the overgrown forest. you’re not scared, at least not that he can see, you’ve done this before.

‘okay.. okay,’ he soothes, holding his hands in the air in surrender, ‘i was just..’ his breath shaky as he inches away from the trap, painstakingly slow, ‘i was checking the traps.. i didn’t know you were here,’ he has no doubt that you would shoot him so he doesn’t dare try and run.

‘traps?’ you question, ‘who are you with?’

he shakes his head, unsure of whether telling you would be a bad idea or if it might save his life, ‘there’s a group of us.. at the school a mile or so away,’ his lips suddenly incredibly dry, ‘if you lower your gun i can take you.. we have supplies,’ you don’t look like you’re in dying need of anything except a good shower, which he can definitely offer.

there’s some dried blood on your arm but he can’t see it clear enough to know whether it’s old or a fresh injury.

‘no,’ your jaw taut, finger still on the trigger as steve attempts to bargain for his life, ‘i want your gun.’

his mouth falls open, hopper had just trusted him enough to go out on his own with one, he wasn’t keen on the idea of letting you just take it and then gun him down. but really, what other choice did he have?

‘how do i know you’re not gonna shoot me with it?’

‘you don’t.’

he blinks at your brutal honesty, fingers shaking as they reach for the gun, slowly pulling it out from his pocket and tossing it to your feet, ‘let me take you to the school,’ trying again at his incredibly weak offer, ‘we can help you.’

your foot pulls the pistol towards you, bending quickly to grab the gun while still aiming your own right at his head. sliding his into the back of your pants, ‘i don’t think so,’ you take a step towards him and that’s when he gets a clear look at the gash on your arm, if nancy’s skills had taught him anything, he could definitely tell that it was infected.

‘your arm.. we have medicine too,’ he nods towards the cut. it’s a different world now, he knows that, but he wishes you weren’t quite so stubborn so he could at least help.

you scoff, pointing the gun at the clearing in the woods, ‘go,’ eyes narrowed as sweat seeps from his pores, ‘don’t bother coming back.. i’m not staying,’ stepping over broken twigs toward your tent.

steve doesn’t hesitate, making off quickly. he glances back a few times, shaking his head as you stand there, gun still pointed at him even when you’re a tiny dot in beneath the trees.

hopper is understandably pissed when he makes it back, giving him a small thump to his arm when he admits you’d taken the gun and he hadn’t been able to check the traps properly.

he tries to tell them not to go back, that you’ll have moved on by now anyway but it’s useless. hopper assures him that they’re just going to make sure you’ve gone.. nothing else. though he doesn’t quite believe it.

steve knows it’s bad news when your tent is still there in the clearing, if you had any brains about you, you’d have gone as soon as he disappeared from the forest.

‘oh shit,’ nancy swears, dropping to her knees as she enters the tent.

as steve nears, he can see your lifeless body lying on the makeshift floor, both guns laid out around your head. you’re insanely lucky to have not been chewed to bits.

‘she’s breathing but her arm.. it’s infected, bad,’ nancy looks back at both him and hopper, ‘we need to get her back to the school now.’

hopper frowns, reaching over to pick up steve’s gun before pocketing yours, ‘you think we can trust her?’ he glares at steve, holding the gun just out of his reach.

‘yeah.. yeah i think so,’ he nods quickly, he wasn’t entirely sure about it but it was between that or letting you die and he sure as hell wasn’t gonna let that happen.

‘it’s on your head if anything happens,’ hopper barks, shoving the gun into steve’s chest, ‘don’t make me regret giving you this back.’

you laid in what once was the nurses office for days, nancy tending to your arm every so often, ensuring that the infection was disappearing.

steve’s not there when you wake, but he’s told that it wasn’t easy. kicking up a fight the second you come round, hopper has to restrain you to the bed before it turns into a full blown disaster.

when steve makes his way to the makeshift infirmary, you’re staring daggers at the wall, a deep frown painted on your face. ‘i knew it was you.. i should’ve just killed you when i had the chance,’ you mutter through clenched teeth, brows furrowed.

at least you looked a lot cleaner now, nancy must’ve given you a sponge bath while you slept.

‘i’m sorry.. i told them to leave it alone but you were.. well i thought you were dead,’ steve exclaims, hovering by the door just in case you decided to kill him now.

you sigh, your eyes aren’t quite so hard now, instead they brim with tears, ‘maybe that’s what i wanted? now i’m here with a buncha’ people i don’t know, waiting to see if they’ll kill me.’

‘we’re not gonna kill you,’ steve’s face scrunches up. people were certainly pretty barbaric now but christ, they hadn’t sunk that low yet. at least he hadn’t. ‘you’ll be free to go when you’re better.. nancy just wants to make sure that your arm’s healed before you leave.’

you don’t respond, turning your gaze back to the wall as the tears spill over. steve’s maybe not the best at picking up social cues but even he can tell that you don’t want him there anymore, slipping out of the door with his head hung low before he manages to piss you off any more.

it’s another few days before there’s more news on your condition, nancy’s sure that the antibiotics were working and in just a couple days you’d be on your way. hopper’s not so keen on the idea of just letting you run off, you obviously had at least half a mind to keep yourself alive this long, so maybe it wasn’t exactly wise to let you go back to wherever, with god knows who.

‘she can stay, can’t she?’ steve questions at their little meeting, joyce and hopper wanted to get everyone’s opinions on board before making the decision.

‘if she wants to,’ joyce offers, smiling softly at steve, ‘but i don’t think she does, sweetie.. that’s why we’re stuck.’

after a lot of deliberation, the majority of them agreed that it’s only fair to let you go. they’d brought you here unwillingly and they couldn’t exactly tell you that they weren’t going to let you leave.

and now here he sat, heart breaking into two as he prods the fork into the lukewarm can of beans after you’ve told him you’re going to leave after everything you’ve been through.

‘you knew that i wasn’t going to stay here forever,’ you sigh, still picking at the bag of jerky steve had brought to your room.

because even after nancy had cleared you and hopper had determined that you weren’t really a threat, you stayed. slowly, and he truly means slowly, warming up to his friends, to him. in fact, you’d proved to be quite the opposite to what he’d first thought. you were soft and kind and yeah, a little bit of an asshole but you were now in the rotation of people he cares about.

you laughed at robin’s shitty puns, listened to salvaged mixtapes with jonathan and will and had even started going on supply runs with hopper, an honour even steve hadn’t earned yet.

those words are enough to make him stop eating, staring over at you from the ratty old chair. a few months ago, he would’ve never expected to feel so shocked actually, he might’ve even celebrated. steve had been the very last person you opened up to, which was really no surprise considering the circumstances under which you’d met.

but when it had happened, one night after dinner, steve could’ve jumped with joy. it was silly, looking back, you’d nudged him and told him to come to your room later. all to present him with a new coat, something you’d found while out with hopper.

‘i’m sick of that dirty old jacket you keep wearing,’ you said, a hint of a smile on your lips. the first time steve had ever seen it directed towards him.

that had been the first of many exchanges, usually little things like soap and hairspray that you’d bring him. initially, steve had thought that your newfound relationship was purely transactional, that you were doing this for everyone. like anyone would be, he was sceptical. it was only when dustin outwardly complained about all of his new things that he realised this was something you were only doing for him.

he didn’t have much to offer back, though he’d somehow always manage to jack some extra food from the kitchen. quickly learning what you liked, ensure that nancy made sure to keep the tinned peaches stocked. they were your favourite.

‘can you at least speak to me?’ you start, breaking him from his daydream.

the candle flickers, the deep orange light casting a hue over the old classroom, ‘don’t go,’ is all he can muster up. it’s pathetic and if he sounded as sad as he did in his head, he wouldn’t be surprised if you started laughing at him.

you sigh again, ‘i have to.’

maybe steve had known deep down that you weren’t going to stay. he’d just pushed the possibility of it ever happening out of his head, preferring to live in his delusions. the thing is, steve’s not sure if you’re just friends anymore.

at some point, he’d moved his things to the adjacent classroom, begging dustin to swap with him so he could be closer. most nights, he wasn’t even sleeping in there, opting to bring his sleeping bag in here and sleep just a few feet away from you instead.

perhaps he had just been starved of attention for too long but he was sure that at least some of the looks you shared weren’t something friends did. would you really risk your life just to grab his favourite soap if you were just friends? maybe. but steve didn’t think so.

‘where’re you gonna go?’ there’s nothing out there for anyone anymore. this, the school, was the best shot at survival any of you had. he doesn’t even want to imagine the shit that awaited outside of the hawkins boundary.

‘i dunno..’ you shrug, not quite meeting his eye, ‘north i guess,’ picking at your already broken nails, a habit steve had noticed just a few weeks into your stay. it was really only when you were nervous.

‘north? it’s getting colder.. you’ll freeze.’

you shake your head, pulling your legs in closer, ‘i have to go steve, my parents are- were.. in minneapolis, i have to know if they’re okay.’

he looks down at the floor, he doesn’t understand and probably never will. his parents were out of town when everything happened and if he were to be truly honest with himself, he was relieved. he didn’t.. hate them but he was infinitely better off without them. his heart hurt a little thinking about his mom at least, but his dad.. steve didn’t possess a remorseful bone in his body for that man.

‘it’s a long way.. maybe we can find you a car,’ he looks back at you, lump growing in his throat, ‘just a few more weeks.. can’t you do that?’ he’s almost pleading now, begging you to stay right here. with him.

‘no,’ shaking your head slowly, it’s hurting you too, ‘i can’t not know if they’re still alive any longer.. i miss my mom, steve,’ your voice cracking.

‘but..’ he trails off, not sure where he was even going with his sentence, ‘let me come with you,’ it slips out of his mouth before he can even think about it properly.

truthfully, he wouldn’t mind it. sure, the people here were his family but they weren’t really. they all had their own, actual family with them. joyce had hopper and her boys, nancy had mike and even robin had helped her parents to safety. he was the outsider.

as were you, of course.

‘you don’t mean that,’ you sigh, looking pitifully at him.

‘yes i do,’ he straightens up, features hardening. why wouldn’t he mean it?

you shake your head, sighing once again, you’ve done an awful lot of that tonight and steve doesn’t like it. ‘you have people here that need you.. i can’t let you leave them behind for me.. that’s not fair.’

steve stands now, frustrated and upset all over again, ‘no, what’s not fair is you deciding what i can and can’t do,’ his words shock you enough to frown at him, ‘i want to go with you. they don’t need me.. they have each other, but who do you have?’

your mouth opens and subsequently shuts again. averting your gaze as he steps closer. he knows, or at least he thinks he knows what you want to say.

he continues on, ‘you don’t have to do this alone, i can’t-,’ swallowing the words before he gains the courage to speak them aloud, ‘i can’t let you do this alone.’

the room falls silent, the air still as he walks over to your chair, crouching down in front of your shying face.

‘steve..’ you speak quietly, braving a look at him after what felt like an eternity, ‘if my parents are still there then.. i don’t know if i’d ever come back here.’

he searches your face, looking for something, anything to tell him to do what he wants to do. like an idiot, he goes against his better judgement and does it anyway, placing a soft hand on your cheek, keeping your chin tilted towards him.

‘i don’t care,’ he states rather flatly, ‘i want to go with you,’ eyes falling from yours to your lips, ‘if you’ll let me.’

you take your bottom lip between your teeth, biting at the chapped skin. it wasn’t an easy decision, steve can acknowledge that but if you weren’t willing to stay, he’d risk it all to follow you anyway. reflecting on the past few months had left him feeling confused, unsure of what your relationship truly meant but he thinks he knows now. he’s sure of it.

‘okay,’ you breathe and if he weren’t inches from your face, he most likely wouldn’t have even heard it. his lips become the focus of your gaze, inching forward so painstakingly slow that he almost wants to just mash your faces together.

when your lips eventually connect, it’s as if the planets had aligned, everything clicking into place in his mind. steve presses forward, almost losing his balance from his crouched position, using your knee to steady himself.

you pull back, still keeping incredibly close, lips grazing against his as you speak, ‘i don’t want to regret that..’ serving more as a warning than anything else.

but steve understands, in the realest terms, you two were still essentially strangers. he didn’t know what school you went to or how you liked your coffee, though he supposes those things don’t matter now. because he did know how you liked tinned peaches and how you like your tongue out when you’re concentrating. those things were what was important now.

‘you won’t,’ he breathes, vision blurring as he gazes into your eyes, ‘i promise.’

-

hopper peeks his head into the classroom the next morning, expecting to find the usual sight of you and steve barely awake and groggy but seperate, instead steve’s cradled into your back, arm wrapped tightly around your waist as you slept.

he’s about to wake the both of you for breakfast but decides against it, maybe in his bitter old heart you two reminded him of joyce and himself.

when you do eventually rise, it’s an hour after everyone else had eaten and started their duties. the echoes of dustin screeching about something pull steve from the best sleep he’d had in months, hell, maybe even years.

‘i’m gonna tell them today..’ you start, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, ‘you can still say no.’

‘i’m not doing that,’ steve asserts, brushing the hair from your face. he regularly saw you in this state but something about today felt different, like you were finally allowing yourself to show that softer side to him.

you nod, smiling gently at him from the flat camping pillow.

as suspected, the news doesn’t go great.

hopper tries a similar tactic to steve, offering to find a car for the pair of you. dustin is downright hysterical, arms flying everywhere as he lists off a number of reasons you shouldn’t leave. but joyce.. joyce just nods, giving you both that sincere smile that made steve feel all warm inside.

and he knows that she’d probably do the same for her sons, a few years back when will had gone missing, she had turned the world upside down just to find him.

there’s a sort of longing in steve’s chest that makes him wish for someone that he’d do that for and just maybe he’d found it.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve stranger things #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington angst #stranger things x you #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fluff

[arlh0e]

Almost (sweet music)

Part: 2/? “I would do it again”

Part one here

Rating: Mature (smut at times but not rn)

Warnings: Hozier x fem!reader, angst, post-break up, sulking, long-distance, yearning, title from a Hozier lyric

Summary: You and Andrew have been broken up for a few months, you still talk regularly, but you’re beginning to understand why he thought that seperating for the duration of the tour was a good idea. You miss him dearly, but its comforting that he’ll be home soon and you’ll be able to spend time together when he comes home for the holidays.

You were so happy to be home, and after the day you had at work, all you really wanted to do was text Andrew and tell him about the idiots you work with, more specifically the fact that none of them wanted to do their job and so all of the extra work fell on you.

He hadn’t responded to the message you had sent him at lunch, so you assumed that he was busy doing an interview or a sound check before his show tonight.

He was understandably busy, but you still felt a pang of hurt at the fact that he wasn’t responding. You hadn’t heard his voice since the last time the band was staying in a hotel, which had been weeks ago. With all of the traveling, they had just been sleeping on the bus because they were never anywhere longer than a day.

You wondered how he felt about it. The utter lack of privacy on that bus had to be stressful, especially for someone like him, who enjoyed his time alone as much as he did.

Sit down on your bed and reach for your laptop, opening up youtube to check and see if there were any more interviews with him that had been posted.

You knew it was slightly obsessive that you had seen just about every interview that he had done since he left, but you really did miss him. Watching him talk about his music, if nothing else talking to someone else about it helped fill the void in your chest that had been left there by his lack of presence, even if just for an hour.

You imagined that this is how some of his fans acted with his content. Did they obsessively search for new interviews and consume every piece of media that he was a part of? You were sure they did, he was magnetic. His personality just drew you in, making you want impossibly more of him by the second. Maybe it was because of his kindness, or his passion, or maybe it was just because he was pretty, but you couldn’t blame the fans who you had seen sob at his concerts just from being so close to him.

You were pretty sure that you’d likely be in the same boat when he came to perform in Dublin. He had already promised you backstage access for all three shows because he knew how much you loved watching him perform.

If you were being honest, part of what you was kind of confused as to how this arrangement with Andrew was supposed to work. You knew that at least for the time being, you weren’t together, and yet, nothing about the fundamentals of your relationship with him had changed.

You were still painfully in love with him, as was he with you. You both still ached to be with each other and to talk as much as possible, he literally couldn’t wait until he got home and so he invited you to his shows so he could spend time with you before then.

It was incredibly frustrating. Having to go from being able to talk to him and see him whenever you wanted to wondering if it was appropriate to text or call was borderline infuriating even.

And every so often you couldn’t help the thought from passing through your mind that he could be sleeping with other people while he was on tour. With no official relationship status, he could do whatever he wanted. And you couldn’t even be mad about it, but that didn’t stop you from wanting to rip your hair out at the thought.

You hadn’t gotten up the courage to ask him about any of it, but most of your conversations had been about how you were doing at home. Or how Elwood was behaving for his parents. He never talked about how the tour was going or how he was feeling or what he was doing, and it was feeding into the idea that maybe he was doing so on purpose. Maybe this break up wasn’t for your benefit but so that he could do whatever (and whoever) he wanted while he was away without fear of consequences.

***

The Dublin shows really could not come soon enough. You really weren’t sure of when his flight was supposed to land, but you knew he had a 2 day gap between his last show and the next show in Dublin, so you were almost positive that he was already on his flight back.

You caught yourself quite frequently checking the house across the street to see if his car was in the driveway yet, or if a light was on.

You were practically buzzing with how excited you were to see him. It had been months, and just being in his presence again would be so refreshing for you.

You had decided to take a shower to get your mind off of things, or at least distract yourself from staring longingly at his house from your window.

The playlist you put on (titled “the hoziest”) was compiled of all of Andrew’s music in order of your favorites of his, though there wasn’t a single song of his that you disliked, songs like in a week and work song just made you so happy to listen to.

When you’re done in the shower, you take your time going through your night time routine, skincare, fancy pajamas, the works. Knowing that you’d be seeing Andrew soon had sent you on a spiral the last few days.

Which was ridiculous of course, seeing as how this man had literally seen you doubled over, puling your guts out with your face in a toilet from alcohol poisoning on multiple occasions (you tend to get carried away) but you still found yourself wanting to look your best for when he saw you again.

Once done, you pick your phone up off of the counter, turn your music off and walk back to your bedroom while scrolling through instagram, looking at things your friends had posted and watching reels, not bothering to look up from your phone as you made your way to your closet to hang your towels.

“You know, my offer to let you sing in the band still stands, we’d be performing in a week every night if it sounded like that.” You froze.

You knew who the voice belonged to, and you almost forgot a half second thought you were hallucinating.

Did you really miss him that badly that you were hearing his voice when he wasn’t really there?

You turned around to look in his direction. Andrew’s lanky frame was laying comfortably in your bed, his torso propped up against the bed frame, smiling at you.

You blinked once. Twice. You were sure that the confusion you felt was evident on your face, but you weren’t sure if he was actually there or if you were half asleep and imagining all this. You were almost certain that he’d disappear.

“Hey?”you offered up in confusion. You had come to the conclusion that he was actually here but you were still wondering why. And how. “I could’ve sworn I locked the door, how did you get in here?”

“Hi, I missed you too.” He laughs. The sound is quite refreshing after all this time, soft melody that graced every inch of your being. “It was, I tried knocking but you didn’t answer and I still have a key if thats alright.”

Thinking back on it, you never had asked for the spare key you had given him back. And knowing him, this was all quite fitting of a homecoming surprise. You looked over to the bedside table, a bouquet of your favorite flowers was there, sitting in a glass vase of yours, a vase that wasn’t there before. Your heart melted at the thought.

Though it didn’t make up for everything that had happened or how lonely you had felt without him here, you were glad to see that he was at least trying.

“Hmm, I dont know, I do seem to remember a promise of groveling for my forgiveness when you got home.” You raise an eyebrow at him with a smile and a small laugh, while you cross your arms over your chest and lean against the doorframe of your closet.

“And here I thought I’d be able to get out of it.” He smiles and stands to make his way over to you. His hands snake their way around your waist, resting firmly at the small of your back while he looks down at you. “I missed you terribly, my love.”

You just continue with your sly smirk, cocking your head while looking up at him, silently telling him that this was not the agreement in full. He laughs in return and slowly sinks to his knees in front of you. “Im so sorry, darling.” He plants a kiss on the bit of exposed skin below your shirt. “Won’t you forgive me?”

Your hands move to tangle in his hair, lightly tugging him away from your mid drift, moving his face so that his eyes come in contact with yours while you smile down at him.

“Sweet boy, you’re going to have to try much harder than that.”

Smut in the next chapter! consider yourself warned!!!!!

#andrew hozier byrne #hozier #the hoziest #unreal unearth #eat your young #writeblr #writer things #writers and poets #writerscommunity #fanfiction #fanfiction writer #ao3 writer #writerblr #writerscreed #writers on tumblr #female writers #writers block

[operationslipperypuppet]

i know you have a hardshine playlist, but top 5 hardshine songs 👀

ohh shit this is fun

here's my hardshine playlist as well if you want to check it out (they're probably all gonna be on here if i'm fucking honest)

If We Were Vampires - Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit [Maybe time running out is a gift/I'll work hard til the end of my shift/And give you every second I can find] This is like THE hardshine song, if we're honest with ourselves. The idea that you wish yourself immortal, so that the time you spend together could possibly be trivial? It's so perfect. And this song is something I really have enjoyed for years so adding hardshine context to it makes it that much better, for me.

Work Song - Hozier [No grave can hold my body down/I'll crawl home to her] I was conflicted for half a second what number 2 on this list would be and then I remembered this bitch. God fucking damn. Not only are the lyrics so true to them on like a wider level, but Hardwon has literally, time after time, attempted to overcome the impossible to save Moonshine. To get back to Moonshine. The bargaining with the death horseman, Jake begging Murph to let him give Moonshine one of his luck points. Attempting, as a man with -1 intelligence, to fix a teleporter that wasn't working just so he could save her. (also the mental backflips i did to not name any of my recent fics with lyrics from this song. still can't believe i won that struggle)

After the War - Branches [My home is in your arms] This one is big on loneliness, and the kind of crux of the two people meeting ending the loneliness. And I think that's at the heart of hardshine, right? That before they met, they were both lonely and alone, in their own distinct ways. And then Moonshine walked into the bar. And in an instant, Hardwon found the home he'd been yearning for, while Moonshine finally found someone who would take her culture at face value and never try to belittle it. It's why Twinkling Lights plays under Hardwon meeting Red and asking Moonshine to live at the Crick. One way or another, they are defined by finding that safety in one another.

Love Like This - Ben Rector [It's a million things about you and I don't know what it is/I have never known a love like this] One thing that makes hardshine so beautiful, to me, is the way that it's so drastically ill-defined. Not even in the way that they never tell each other their feelings in canon, but also like the way that Jake and Emily have talked about it and the myriad of different ways they've played it. They're best friends, they're soulmates, they're in love, they can't stand more than 20ft apart without feeling lost. I think if you sat the characters down they'd have such a hard time defining, truly, what they mean to each other. And the idea here of a love that defines you while you also don't know the true depth of it feels right for them to me.

Hello My Old Heart - The Oh Hellos [Oh, I don't wanna be alone/I wanna find a home/And I wanna share it with you] Obviously home is a theme in my picks, which I feel like I have mostly explained already. But this one really hits a C3 stride for me, because it's kind of talking about returning to feeling like your heart can accept someone. And I feel like there's an insane paradigm shift that happens for Hardwon, post-distress signal. He's opening up again. But his heart does already belong to someone, and he just has to find home with her once more and his heart will remain safe, with her.

Bonus #6 is The Twinkling Lights of Galaderon. For obvious reasons

#rude to make me think about hardshine this close to when i need to sleep #i gotta do shit tomorrow and now i'm plotting... thanks!! #naddpod #hardshine #asks #anon #top 5

[stayevildarling]

could you share some tips on how you got into writing and anything you can share with us on how you got this big 👑

hi there 🫶🏻

this big? 🥹 I'm literally going to cry.

so I really got into writing when I was watching ,,Once upon a Time'' back then and I guess I got the idea from being unhappy with the plot and how the show ended

but on a more serious note, I discovered that fanfiction was a thing and then it kinda became my hobby. I write fanfiction because it gives me comfort hence why some of my topics are regarding mental health or just fluffy fics that are supposed to make the reader feel good.

the only real advice I can give is: write, write, write away. If you have a show, movie or a fandom that you are really passionate about then give it a go. In terms of the actual process of writing this is what I usually do/used to do:

I research a LOT. If I write for a fandom or a character that I don't know well, I do a lot of reading and watching. I study what the character wears, how they speak, what their little characteristics are and I make up my own headcanons beyond the show/movie in my mind or write them down.

I'm honest here. Sometimes ideas will just pop into your mind, sometimes I drive somewhere, overhear a conversation or a big one: song lyrics. I hear something and I get a certain idea and then when I have the time, I sit down and try to write.

I find it really helpful to create sentence starters or just story beginners and so there are different ways. Starting with describing the weather, the atmosphere or what a character is doing at that moment. I'm happy to share my starters and prompts with anyone if you would like.

and again don't be afraid to look for inspiration. there are some great prompt blogs out there like my favourite one: @littlewhispersofsolitude who post amazing ideas and you don't have to completely take their ideas but you can always scroll through their blogs to get some inspiration.

and lastly it's all about just typing away what comes to your mind. Your beginner things will be awful, unless you are secretly very incredibly talented and should consider switching careers. My beginners stuff on wattpad is bad and I considered deleting it but then I remembered that it's a reminder for how much my writing has improved over the years.

If anyone on here needs some more advice, would like some prompts, sentence starters or inspiration I am always happy to share, whether that is for the Sarah Paulson fandom or any other fandom or genre.

I hope this helped a little 🫶🏻

#asks #blogging #Sarah paulson #fandom #writing #fanfiction #on writing #creative writing #writerscommunity #writing community #writing tools #writer things #writing advice #writer community #writing techniques #writing prompt #writing stuff #writing tips and tricks #writer tools #writers of tumblr #writer blog #writers block #writers on tumblr #writer stuff #author help #author advice

[death-in-a-handbasket]

You said confess the darkest shit we're into? Can do.

For me its probably cannibalism. I love the metaphor of cannibalism being represent as a way of loving, to love someone so much that you want to physically consume them, and have them inside of you. But I feel like we always talking about the consumer and not the one being consumed, bcs I esp love the pov of the one being consumed bcs you literally love someone so much that you would willingly give yourself up and let them consume you. You love them so much you want to be inside them and sustain them, literally providing them energy, and I just love that. The feeling of your lover biting into you and knowing that this is as close as you two could possibly get, to connect your body and soul. Am I weird for that? If I told any of my friends this they would definitely cringe and say I'm weird lol.

I COMPLETELY UNDERSTAND AND I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT IT.

for one, I don’t think you’re cringe, it’s fun to be weird like this and the right people will support you in your endeavors

second of all, can we appreciate for a moment how much the sheer aesthetic of cannibalism alone severely fucks? the blood? the teeth and the clutching hands? the bone? the unrestrained desire and eroticism in it? goodness <3

third of all, yes yes of COURSE it’s delicious from the perspective of the consumer, getting to keep your lover forever and give in to primal wants, but oh my GOD the sweetness of being the one eaten, the one who gets to feel blissful surrender to their beloved. yes have my body and my life it’s all yours to do with as you wish, oh the joy of being happy to give yourself up to them and being a willing sacrifice. the “if you are hungry I will satiate you” the willingness to let them absolutely destroy you oh so sweetly <33 GOD

there is intimacy in being that close and it is quite truly to die for, can I recommend the manga MADK to you. it’s immensely fucked up but it’s so fascinating and the main character is a cannibal who honest to god makes that shit look truly delectable

also im gonna hunt down and reblog a very specific lyric post I made a long time ago for you honestly anon just know that you’re not alone in this and I personally love it, also I have like four other homies in arms who fuck with cannibalism 100% you really aren’t alone here

#discount confessional

[glass-onion-soup]

I have a few reasons for thinking this: 1. Paul's increasing positivity about it the further out he gets from actually having to deal with alive!John ("frightening phone calls, glad those aren't in my life anymore"). 2. Decades of confusion and anguish that John never liked him at all. 3. There's this recurring theme that crops up in his music after John dies... (not that these lyrics are literally about John, but in the sense that this is a general sentiment added to his emotional vocabulary after John died)(I do think a few of these are about John tho').

4. The fact that 'Here Today' is defensive in a similar genre ("well, you didn't give me a single inch on this front, but I'm gonna view our history positively anyway!!!!!")

5. Defensiveness in general and still fighting perceived rivalries with John years after his death (commissioned in the 90's not just a biography, but a biog aimed to set the record straight on who brought avant garde to the band). 6. On the day of, Paul said "remind me never to fall out with anyone again". Within ten years this changed to "it's so sad George never made up from falling out with John before he died like I did." 7. That George had to tell Paul to stop fighting Yoko basically on his deathbed, and that Paul's entire perception of his and John's relationship could still be warped, controlled and filtered entirely by Yoko despite them having "made up". 8. Vagueness and repetitive paucity re: his and John's cross-ocean post-75 correspondence. Okay yeah, he and John could small talk about their children and baking hobbies without yelling at each other, but did they actually resolve any of the issues that put barriers up between them in the first place, let alone scale the walls erected during their break up? 9. Paul sounds extremely not even a little bit resolved re: his relationship with John in the infamous off the record convo with Hunter Davies. I take his attitude here - when he was in the thick of the emotional storm almost immediately after the event - over things said to the press 10-40 years later.

And I don't think it's lying at all. It's a completely normal function of human psychology to re-frame traumatic or unresolved events more positively or soberly the further you get away from them, otherwise we'd all go completely insane. Paul wasn't really allowed to process his anger at and grief over John without the fantastical abstraction "St John" marketing construct, or having Yoko jump down his throat, so there isn't really any mental recourse left except to tell himself that they were "okay in the end". Also: even if he were fully conscious that they didn't make up and just sort of tells this pat story in interviews to avoid talking about it, that's also not lying??? Refusing to air your dirtiest laundry in public isn't lying, the press and fans aren't entitled to shit. If I were Paul I would say even less than he has (I say, spending all day thinking deeply invasive thoughts about this man's inner psychology; but see, I do it on tumblr under an anon identity lmao). I think his headspace is more likely the former than the latter, but I wouldn't define either of these as lying.

But I also think where you stand on this issue depends on what you mean by "make up". If you mean they were able to be friendly and polite with each other, then yes: they made up. If you mean "did they exhume the skeletons in their closet as to be able to move on a form a new kind of honest, intimate friendship", then I think the answer is definitively no. It's not unusual to have more formalized, shallow relationships with your teen-hood friends as an adult, esp for someone like Paul who has a very traditionally male attitude of saving all his emotional intimacy for The Wife/Girlfriend and one or two close confidantes, but I think it's clear from the way Paul has struggled with parsing and accepting John's death for about forty years indicates that "formal small talk relationship in which the wounds are efficiently ignored or suppressed" is not what he was hoping to have with John going forward.

#analysis #asks #mclennon #j&p #mccharmley

[twigg96]

Could you do break up hc's with the boys? :D

Hi Anon so I already did break up HC’s over on this post!! However I’ll write some quick ones for ya!

Nathan is lazy. There’s no getting around it. Even when he’s supposed to be working on lyrics or doing something he loves he is often found in front of the TV munching a bag of chips. This normally wouldn’t bother his S/O. They have been known to be a couch potato themselves. However. When all the slack of housework falls on their shoulders… that’s when it starts to become a problem for them. In the beginning of their relationship Nathan would have done anything for his partner. But now. Years down the line, it’s like that spark had died out in him and he just shrugs off any responsibility they ask of him. It really pisses them off and one night they have a blowout fight over it. Nathan is never a man to back down and even after his partner is in tears and sobbing he persists. That night he finds his partner’s bags packed and a cab outside waiting on them. When he tries to ask what was wrong it was already too late. His ex was already out the door.

Nathan called his ex every hour on the hour begging to understand what went wrong. It wasn’t until two days later when he met with Pickles for coffee that the redhead was brutally honest with him. (After being promised not to be punched in the face). Pickles explained that if he were his ex he’d be pretty pissed too if he had been treated more like someone’s parent than a lover. Nathan knew instantly he’d fucked up. He waited tactfully, calling them after a day instead of a few hours and asking to meet instead of demanding it. Much to his chagrin his ex agreed to talk things through… like adults.

Pickles had a hard time communicating that he loved someone. He wasn’t always a physical touch type of guy. And when it came down to it he used the words “I love you” pretty often in his vocabulary so his partner really didn’t know he had meant it until they were years into their relationship and they made a point to ask. On top of it all, Pickles really didn’t share in a lot of his partner’s interests. Not to say that they didn’t have any. They did. They loved watching Reality shows together. And making music. Both literally and figuratively. But there was one interest of his partner’s that really just made Pickles go bat shit every time they started. “Extreme” Exercise. He had to quote Extreme because all the shit his partner did was just normal BS except they called it Extreme all to what?! Go biking and rock climb in a building? Pickles hated it so much. It made his knees ache just thinking about it. But every morning at 6 am his partner was kind enough to wake him and ask if he wanted to join. And every morning he’d respond by heaving into the trash can after his binge the night before. This all ended in a fight as his partner glared at him. “You obviously don’t care about me at all!” They screamed. Pickles huffed it wasn’t true but it was pissing him off. They’d been on this for hours. “How do ya figure that?!” He finally yelled back. “Because you don’t even care about yourself!”

Pickles and his partner separated later that night and as he lied awake thinking of all the possible things that he could have done differently, he smoked himself into oblivion. Months went by and the ache that his partner left still was there. That routine they implemented was ingrained in Pickles. At 6am no matter how hard he tried he found himself jerking awake. He hated it. But all the same he desperately missed it. Another week passed before he got the call from the hospital. His Ex had been transported there and he was contacted because he was on the emergency contact list. Pickles didn’t hesitate to go. Stealing one of the dethbikes he made it to the hospital in no time flat, parking in a no parking zone just to get closer to the emergency room doors. Rushing in he ran straight to the receptionist begging to see his S/O as a frail but recognizable voice rang from behind him. Turns out they just fractured their wrist and needed a ride home. But in that moment. Pickles knew all too well what was important to him.

Murderface is and always has been obnoxiously gross. Not physically gross. He’s a clean dude. He takes good care of himself and his environment. No. His eating habits are appalling. He puts together the nastiest of concoctions and expects others to eat them like a five star meal. One time his partner watched him down a whole bottle of ketchup after a basket of fries and say “Goesch to the schame place.” On any normal day William’s eating habits were not a problem for his partner. They could honestly care less what he ate as long as it didn’t kill him. What did bother them was when William decided to make those types of meals for them. Now, Murderface was a really good cook when he tried. So they knew he knew better than to put a stick of butter on a plate season it with garlic salt and say it was a meal. But that’s exactly what he did the night of the fight. It wasn’t a blow out fight. More of a question that turned into another then escalated into a fight. His partner just wanted a meal. That’s all. Escusing themselves from the table they left to make a few phone calls.

Murderface stared down at the butter in disdain. He just wanted to make his partner his comfort meal. What was so bad about it? It tasted good. If they were still hungry after he’d be more than happy to make something else. Murderface hated the way his eating habits had become. But it was so hard to change them after so long. 30 minutes passed before the overwhelming aroma of take out took over his senses. His S/O walked back in with two carry out bags, one from his favorite place and the other theirs. They apologized for being so rude but explained that they were very hungry and hoped this could help them both.

Toki sees the world in a different way than most people. He often believes the best in people despite the circumstances. This had lead to him being home some pretty… shady people. Most of the time, his partner can just shrug it off. Toki is Toki. They came to like Dr. Rockzo and all his weird pals he’d bring around. But then again they trusted that whoever Rockzo introduced Toki to was safe enough to be trusted and he himself would never leave Toki alone with anybody he didn’t fully trust. No, it was the strangers Toki brought home in the middle of the night that Toki swore up and down were his new best pals despite the fact that they had mugged him earlier in the evening. The fight that broke them was one they’d had before. His S/O simply wanted sound mind that they’d be safe while they slept at night. Toki couldn’t understand why they’d ever worry about people in the first place. Hurtful things were said. Ones that couldn’t be taken back. Both of them were left fuming and in tears.

Toki was the one to storm out of the apartment muttering that he’d find better company than a meanie who said mean things. His first stop was Nathan’s who took him in and listened for all of 5 minutes before laying hard truth on him that he needed to go back and try and find a way to compromise. Toki ignored Nathan, then Pickles who gave him the same advice. Toki turned to Rockzo who he hoped would just drink with him but instead marched his ass back to his house coaching Toki on what to say to make it all better.

Skwisgaar can truly be a pompous asshole. He likes to pretend that he’s so much better than everybody else. When in reality he had lots of flaws too. It was his proclivity to get a big head and push people around, pretending to be something he’s not that put a rift in his closest relationship. It started small. He would always boast he was the best guitarist, the smartest Swede, and the most handsome man ever. Which his partner couldn’t really dispute so they never did. Did his narcissistic attitude annoy them sometimes? Yes. But it was livable. That is until he started boasting about how many sluts he could do in a night just to piss them off. They knew it was just to upset them later in their relationship. But at the start of their relationship, if they pissed him off it wasn’t all that rare for him to be seen walking around with a gang of groupies. One night after a particularly bad fight, Skwisgaar ordered the gears to bring him some groupies. His partner didn’t react, didn’t say anything. Simply stood up, hid their tears and left.

Weeks passed before Skwisgaar finally finished his spree. Realizing that the groupies could never hold up to his S/O he sent them away. He wasn’t really getting anything out of them anyway. Most of his GMILFs chewed him out for “cheating” on his partner before continuing to show him how to knit. The younger groupies just looked bored as he moaned on and on about how much he loved his partner. He only really cheated once. And knew it was a mistake immediately. Skwisgaar found his partner at thier ex’s place. The fact alone pissed him off to no end but he forced himself to be kind. He apologized to his Partner begging to be forgiven. But his S/O couldn’t simply put it behind them and go back to normal. They demanded boundaries. And to be respected no matter who was around. Skwisgaar agreed easily but knew even as they walked home their relationship was still strained and he’d have to work extremely hard to fix it.

#thank you for the ask! #thank you anon #metalocalypse #dethklok #toki wartooth #skwisgaar skwigelf #pickles the drummer #nathan explosion #william murderface

[a-new-superhero]

[[Posted this over on Weverse so figured I'd post it here too, even though I have like 3 followers and just use this blog as a scrapbook for my favourite pics...]]

I'm not usually one to post on sites like this. I tend to just lurk in the background and enjoy the content. But there's been so much hostility on here recently that I wanted to put something positive out there.

Basically my whole family got into BTS before me. I didn't get it, couldn't understand the obsession with what is essentially a boyband. So I was resistant to every effort they made to introduce them to me. I don't tend to listen to a lot of pop music anyway so I really believed that they wouldn't be my cup of tea. It stayed that way for years.

And then my mental health took a dip. Or I guess it hit rock bottom. I couldn't leave the house without having a panic attack and I was living with a constant knot of anxiety in my stomach. I was crying every day. I was literally a mess and I couldn't see a way to make it through the day, let alone how I was going to get through the next week, month, year...

And BTS saved me. I mean, don't get me wrong, my parents and my husband played a big part too, but the truth is that they have their own lives and pressures and responsibilities, and they can't be there every time I feel myself slipping back into that anxious space. BTS can.

I started watching Run BTS episodes because I knew they were supposed to be light-hearted and funny, and also they were short in the early days which suited me because I had zero attention span at that point. Plus reading the subtitles meant that my mind couldn't wander and get distracted by worrying or spiralling into an anxiety attack. And it helped - I did laugh, and I quickly worked my way through the back catalogue of episodes, finding myself feeling lighter somehow, like a weight had been lifted. It felt good to smile at their escapades and the stupid things they got up to.

What I didn't expect was to fall in love with the guys themselves, and that love only got stronger the more content I watched. So often all we see of celebrities' lives is the shiny glamour or the scandal, and it's impossible to relate to either of those extremes. But BTS were honest about their struggles in the most mundane way, and that resonated with me. I don't have a huge amount of past trauma piling up that's made me this way. Sometimes life - working, paying the bills, doing what is expected of me - just feels overwhelming for no other reason than the monotony of it, how tired I am of it all, and, though their lives are in no way like mine, I could feel that strain in them in the same way.

They talked about loving themselves not as a goal to be achieved, but as a journey that never truly ends, and because of that I didn't feel like I was being preached to. I felt like I was being encouraged, like they were holding my hand along the way. Just like they do with each other. They seem to lean on each other in a very real way, the same way I was, and still am, leaning on my family, and seeing that made me feel like I could lean on them too. I can't describe it in any other way. When they dote on each other and look after each other and tease each other, argue and make up... There's a sense of safety to it all, a bubble of peace where there's no judgement of each other; only total understanding, which seems to extend to ARMY as well.

And yes, I'll still admit that their music isn't what I would typically listen to. I'm more of a Green Day/Frank Turner kinda girl. But when I finally caved and listened to their albums, looked up the lyrics, I realised that what sound like your typical chart hits on the surface actually have lyrics that matter, that talk about freedom and justice and disadvantage and self-love. And now that playlist I made of the songs that really spoke to me or lifted my mood has become my crutch. If I'm listening to BTS when I'm sitting on a train or walking through a busy store, I don't panic. I can breathe a little more easily.

I love that RM speaks so eloquently and with such wisdom, but is still a curious child at heart. It's taught me the importance of balance, of never losing my sense of wonder no matter how much I mature and grow.

I love that Jin finds his happiness by making other people laugh. I think we can all learn from that, especially when the world feels like such a dark place of late.

I love that Suga has this stoic air about him that conceals someone who loves so wholly and completely. It showed me that you can feel deeply without necessarily wearing your heart on your sleeve all the time.

I love how J-Hope always puts the others first, how he's there fighting at their side when they need him and giggling with them and kissing them goodnight when things are good. He's someone I can strive to be like in a way that feels honest and achievable.

I love Jimin's kindness, even in the face of the hate that he receives so frequently, that he holds his head high in spite of that, and I aim to have even a fraction of that fighting spirit and sass.

I love V's individuality. He's so unafraid to be himself, even if that means taking a completely different path to everyone else. It's teaching me how to be unapologetic of and fully accept my own quirks.

I love Jungkook's fearlessness, how he's so shy and yet still goes his own way, rebelling against what's expected and growing into a man to be respected as the whole world watches. I envy how he throws himself into things and I try, whenever I can, to have the courage to do what makes me happy, even if it means going against what those around me believe is best.

OT7 has brought happiness in some way, shape or form to every single person that calls themselves ARMY. This fandom is such a force for good and I'm proud to call myself a part of it. The ships, the stupid comments, the war with Blinks... None of that really matters and it's sad to see it taking up so much space here and on Twitter. We're here because a band changed our lives.

We should be celebrating that.

[[TL;DR : Drama is the worst thing about fandoms and we should all be goddamn happy just to have something that brings a little light into our lives in this dreary freakin' world, y'know?]]

#bts #bangtan #bangtan sonyeondan #personal #ot7

[readingslover]

Chapter IV

Previous Chapter: Chapter 3

March 20, 2020

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While we’re looking for things to do at home, I thought it’d be fun to share behind the scenes of my dad’s acting debut. 🎾

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March 21, 2020

We had to push our songwriting session a few days back, to today, due to Jack being unable to join. However, I did some writing without Jack on the things that Aaron sent me. Austin should be here any minute now so I get everything ready for the sessions.

Right when someone, I guess Austin, knocks on my door I hear my phone ringing. I pick up my phone while walking towards the door. When I open the door. I see Austin standing there. I put my finger on my lips to tell him to stay silent while I answer my phone. “Hey, Kirsten. How are you?”

“Hey, Hannah. I’m doing good. How are you? How is it in Australia with the pandemic?”

“I’m good and healthy. We are shutting down production due to someone testing positive.”

“I hope it picks up again soon. I called because I needed to tell you something. I had a call with the management earlier today… and we thought it would be for the best if we canceled your upcoming tour.”

“I… I don’t know what to say. Can’t we wait a few more weeks? You know the tour starts in June we are only in March maybe in May this could be over.”

“Hannah, I know you don’t like to disappoint your fans but it’s for the best. This way you let them see that you care about everybody’s health and if I can be honest I don’t think this will be over in June.”

“Can”t we just postpone the tour until next year?”

“We could do the US and Brazil dates, but the international dates I would cancel. We don’t know how it’ll be in other countries so it’s for the best.”

“Okay. I will release a statement this week.”

We say our goodbyes and I hang up. I turn around to Austin who’s now sitting on my couch next to my guitar. I look at him to see him looking at me with sympathy. “I don’t know how you feel right now, but from what I’ve heard I also think it’s for the best. I know how much you couldn’t wait to be on stage again, but it’s the safer option.”

“I know it’s the safer option, Aus. Doesn’t mean it hurts less. I just hope that I can tour next year.”

After that, we talk for a while before calling Jack and Aaron. In the hours that follow, we write lyrics, compose some melodies and just talk. After we are done I ask Austin if he wanted to stay for dinner, I am making a very simple pasta carbonara.

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I'm so sad I won't be able to see you guys in concert this year, but I know this is the right decision. Please, please stay healthy and safe. I'll see you on stage as soon as I can but right now what's important is committing to this quarantine, for the sake of all of us.

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March 30, 2020

We are now a few weeks further. Still isolated at home. Baz had sent us an e-mail to tell us that production will be pushed back at least 6 months. So until September. We could choose to fly back home or stay here in Australia. I decided to stay. It would be safer to not fly on a plane with hundreds of people who want to rush home as fast as they can.

During these past few weeks, Austin came over a lot. I know it isn’t safe, but being alone is driving me crazy, and apparently him too. We wrote further on some songs we started during the session with Jack and Aaron last week. I also went to his apartment a few times which is just one floor under mine.

One thing I also did this week was painting. I shipped over some stuff to entertain me and a painting set and a canvas were also in it. I painted a house with a river and a walk pad towards the house. I turned out better than I expected. When Austin saw it he literally asked me: “What can’t you do.” 

I also had a few calls with my mum and Selena. Sometimes Austin was with me when they called and they talked a few times over the phone with each other. Where Selena and Austin brought up him guest-starring on the Disney show Wizards Of Wavery Place. I did the same with Ashley when she called Austin when he was over. The first time I talked to her I couldn’t believe I was talking to THE Sharpay of the High School Musical trilogy. I think Austin could tell because he was just laughing when he hung up and saw my face. A few days later Austin told me that Ashley had the same reaction as me. 

The thing that I picked up on at Austin’s apartment was that he is starting to create a timeline with pictures of Elvis throughout the years on his wall. At first, I was taken aback but he explained, that it could help him better his Elvis impressions until we start filming again. 

Another thing that happened was that Austin asked me for another date. He called it a date-at-home. It went like this:

I was putting away my paint stuff while Austin inspected the painting I had just painted. 

“What can’t you do? I mean this is incredible for someone who is not taking lessons.”

“I guess I can do a lot of things.”

“You guess, or you know?”

“I know I pick up things really fast, but I didn’t think painting was something I would ever do.”

I walked over to where he was sitting on my sofa. I sit down and take a sip of my drink that was standing there since I started painting. Austin did the same before putting it down and turning to me.

“I want to have another date with you.”

“Austin, you know we can’t go anywhere. Everything is closed.”

“Yes, I know that. But I was thinking about a date-at-home kinda thing. Where we dress up. I come to pick you up. We go to my apartment and have dinner cooked by me.”

“I would love to do that, Austin.”

“Alright, then I will pick you up Monday at 6.”

After that, we just hung out. Did some exercises for his voice and wrote some songs.

So right now I am going through my closet trying to find something to wear that is chic and not too casual. I ordered some things online that arrived yesterday. I also texted Selena this morning when I woke up with my choices. We decided on a black longsleeved turtle neck with a skirt that is checkered and comes to my ankles. I keep my makeup to a minimal natural look.

A few minutes before 6 someone knocks on my door. It’s probably Austin to pick me up. I put on my heels before I open the door. When the door is open I see Austin standing there in a buttoned-up shirt and dress pants. He looks me up and down taking in what I’m wearing. “You look beautiful.” He says when his eyes meet mine. “Thank you. You polish up good.” I say when he holds his arm out for me to hook my hand in.

“If the shops were open I would buy you a bouquet of orchids and hydrangeas.” 

He memorized my favorite flowers. This is way too good to be true.

“Well maybe sometime in the future.”

He leads me towards the elevator and pushes on the button so the elevator comes.

“You know, I can perfectly do the stairs. Even in these heels.”

“I know, but I also know from my sister that even when you can do then after a while your feet will hurt as hell.”

“Yeah, you’re right.”

When the elevator arrives we get in and stand in comfortable silence while going to his floor. The elevator doors open and we get out. He opens his door and lets me go in first.

Walking in I notice that there are no big lights on, just small table lights. In the middle of the table is a candle burning with on either side plates and cutlery. This really is a romantic date. “Austin, I love this,” I say when I turn to look at him. He visibly relaxes. “I hoped you would.”

He walks me to a chair and holds it out for me to sit in. Then he walks towards the kitchen where he gets a pot from the kitchen. He places it on the table and opens the lid. I’m immediately hit with the smell of spaghetti bolognese. “I hope a simple spaghetti is good for you?” Austin asks. “It’s perfect. It smells amazing.” I tell him while he fills my plate with the delicious-smelling meal.

During the dinner, we talked a lot. We talked more about our family and friends. And sometimes there were a few silent moments but not uncomfortable ones. We also drank a lot of wine. I think we are now halfway through our second bottle and have left the table for the couch. Austin is telling about working on the set with Ashley and how they both immediately clicked. I do have to admit, I’m listening but not really picking up on what he is saying. It could be because of the many glasses of wine that I had, but it could also be because I am unashamed staring at him. He probably thinks it’s me listening. How could I not stare? He looks so attractive in a suit. And his eyes are full of light when he talks about the things he loves. 

“You know, you can take a picture if you like to stare at me.” Austin gets me from my staring state. My eyes go wide open from embarrassment and Austin starts to laugh. It takes me a minute to recover from that. 

“I get it. I do look good.”

“Oh, you’re getting cocky now?”

“Well, I just caught you full-on staring at me for a couple of minutes without shame. It complements my ego.”

“Well try to look less graceful and then maybe I would actually focus on what you’re saying.”

“You think I look graceful?”

“You look every synonym of beautiful. So yeah, you look graceful, pretty, handsome, gorgeous, raveling, sparkling. I could go on if you’d like.” After I said that his cheeks flushed red. 

Oh god, are we flirting?

“Look who’s embarrassed now?”

“Nobody has ever used so many words to tell me I’m beautiful. Even if they are synonyms.”

“Well if something or someone looks beautiful I think you always have to say it to them. It could mean the world to them.”

“I have to say, Hannah. I’ve never met anyone quite like you.”

After he says that we look at each other while staying silent. We are sitting so close to each other that I can feel Austin breathe.

While I continue staring into his ocean blue eyes. I notice him leaning in, so carefully. Like when he does it too fast I would run away. But truth be told I don’t think I want to run. When his lips almost touch mine I can hear him whisper: “I wanted to do this for a long time.”

And then he kisses me.

It’s a slow, passionate kiss that leaves me breathless. When our lips don’t touch anymore he opens his eyes and looks right in mine.

“You have no idea how long I wanted to do this.”

And he kisses me again with even more passion than the last one

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Chapter 5 (OIW)

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I know this isn’t really the thing you do, so I totally get if you just wanna delete this I just don’t really follow any other blogs I could ask this. Guns N’ Roses, like, took over my life for the past few months, and now that hyperfixations kind of… over. And I’m outta music. D’you have any idea of good music that would be a good transition from that? I don’t listen to a whole lot of rock outside of them atm so really anything is on the table

A little note before the actual post starts, half of this ended up as just me gushing about musicians I like. I think I sell them pretty well, but some of this wording stops being “this is why GnR fans would also like this artist” and turns into “here’s 30 reasons why I love x.” I would try to re-write this to make it sound more like what it was supposed to, but I know myself and that’s not gonna work out well. This is, very literally thousands of words. To anon, and anyone else interested, if this whole… fiasco is not your thing, I list some intro songs at the end of each very, very, long segment. If that’s all you’re here for, and I totally get that, then it’s there!

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As someone whose life was also ruined by a GnR hyperfixation, I think I can help! I do wanna say, first, no one really sounds like Guns N’ Roses on the whole. There are similarities with groups of songs to other stuff, or somethings in general playing style, but I can’t really recommend bands saying that they completely sound like them. But! There are some bands with a really similar vibe for one reason or another (mostly their inspirations or bands that were inspired by them), and others with some very similar songs, so I’ve got those!

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This one could just be me being a little off, so take it with a grain of salt. My Chemical Romance has a pretty similar vibe to a lot of GnR’s music, especially on the UYI albums. For the more… “literal” stuff,  a lot of the drumming on The Black Parade and I Brought You My Bullets reminds me of Appetite for Destruction (and also Civil War and the songs that Steven Adler did the demos for in 86), as well as Hard Skool & the Chinese Democracy tracks with Ferrer. Ray Toro’s solo style also reminds me a lot of Slash’s stuff, a good example is November Rain and I Don’t Love You feel very similar to me, and there’s just a similar energy there overall. Gerard Way & Axl Rose’s voices aren’t similar in the sense of you hear one of them and think “oh yeah, they sound like the other one” but there’s something there to me. They have a lot of the same strengths: distortion and fading from clean singing into fairly heavy distortion pretty fast, the ability to dance around their range (espeically higher up) pretty easily, incredibly emotional vocals, and some other stuff. I could talk way more about their vocals/voices, but if I do we’ll be here for thousands of words, so I’ll cut that off here. 

There’s also something that just really captivating about both bands’ lyrics that I’m not sure are exactly similar, but they’re both just incredible lyrically, storytelling, emotion, all that fun stuff. Some good intro songs, and ones that remind me of GnR in some way are: I Don’t Love You, Welcome To the Black Parade, Honey This Mirror Isn’t Big Enough for the Two of Us Our Lady of Sorrows, House of Wolves, This Is How I Disappear, Cancer, Sleep, Foundations of Decay, Famous Last Words. Some other stuff on I Brought You My Bullets has a very My Michelle & You’re Crazy vibe to me, musically speaking. The guitars at the start of Vampires Will Vever Hurt You, Early Sunsets over Monroeville, & Skylines and Turnstiles also remind me of Paradise City in a weird way, but that’s more a vibe thing and most people probably would not agree with me here, so take all of that as you will.

Also, this is where I admit I’ve only listened to that album and The Black Parade so far, I’m working on getting to their other stuff, there’s just also a ton of other stuff on my list (help me).

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Motley Crue. I’ll be honest, I’m not as big of a fan of them as I am most of the other bands I’ll mention here, but a lot of fans of GnR found them through Motley Crue and vice versa at this point, so I figured I should mention them. Also, I don’t hate them, it’s more of a personal taste thing than anything wrong with their music. Most of their songs up until Generation Swine are really good, and I do adore a lot of Shout at the Devil, Theater of Pain, and their self titled, I just don’t listen to most of them a whole lot so I can’t gush as much.

The very, very easiest point is just that they were both hair metal/adjacent, and I know that doesn’t mean a whole lot since Bon Jovi is, too, but they do have some songs that fit in a very similar niche to each other. A lot of their party songs, which is arguably most of thier music, has a very similar energy, especially to Right Next Door to Hell, My Michelle, and You’re Crazy. There are some others, too, but those are the most striking to me. They both also have very acclaimed and very unique bassists and, at least for GnR’s tracks with Steven Adler, drummers. I also think Tommy Lee and Frank Ferrer have some similarities, but a little less so.

A lot of the guitar work across Motley Crue’s first 6 albums also reminds me a lot of some of Izzy Stradlin’s work, and also feels a little Slash-y. There’s some other stuff, I think the chorus vocals on their cover of Smokin’ in the Boys’ Room is very Paradise City (also the chorus), some of the other songs on Theater of Pain remind me a little of the “western rock”/“cowboy rock” songs on UYI1 (mostly Vad Obsession, a little Dust N’ Bones) and also Back Off Bitch a little, Kickstart My Heart reminds me a lot of Right Next Door to Hell, and there’s some other minor stuff.

My best intro suggestions (more based on the ones that are my favorites & that I remember the names of off the top of my head than what’s similar) would be Merry-Go-Round, Live Wire, Smokin’ in the Boys’ Room, Shout at the Devil (most of that album, really), and Red Hot.

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Quiet Riot. There aren’t a whole lot of similarities there, but they are one of the grandfathers of hair metal & 80s hard rock, along with Def Leppard & Motley Crue, so they’re here. Also I love them and need an excuse to talk about them.

Most of the similarities here are very “fundamental” if that makes any sense. A lot of times, especially looking from Mental Health to Appetite for Destruction and the UYI albums, it seems more like Quiet Riot just laid a lot of the foundation for the whole subgenre and GnR just used them as a kind of necessity. Not in a begrudging way, just that there doesn’t feel like a lot of direct inspiration in that sense. There are a lot of similar notes in the drumming across all four of the albums I just mentioned and it’s really clear that Quiet Riot’s foundation is there in a lot of GnR’s music.

The more interesting thing to me, though, is that it kind of looped around to Quiet Riot feeling kind of inspired by GnR! They’ve been making music semi-consistently since 1983, so they, in a way, outlasted GnR, until the singles in 2021. I can’t prove if they really were inspired like that, since I don’t know if there are really any recent interviews with them, but I choose to believe it. Two of their most recent albums, Hollywood Cowboys and Road Rage have a very “western/cowboy rock” feeling to them, specifically in the way that Bad Obsession and Dust N’ Bones do.

Also, just more generally, they’ve had a couple singers over time that have a very similar power to their voices that Axl Rose does. I don’t know how to make this any more coherent, but I hope it makes sense to anyone who’s listened to both of them. In specific, their original lead singer, Kevin DuBrow, and their singer for Hollywood Cowboys, James Durbin. I really can’t figure out how to put it into words, but listen to My Michelle right before Mental Health (the song) and Think About You right before Hellbender. There’s just a weird similarity there.

I’d probably recommend Arrows and Angels, Hellbender, Mental Health, and their cover of Cum On Feel the Noize as starter songs.

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Avenged Sevenfold. Their the first band that I can say for sure had a lot of their sound, at least for some songs, influenced by GnR. Like, GnR is listed as one of their influences and A7x is listed as a band inspired by them. This is clear-cut. It starts really clearly in City of Evil and kicks into a whole different gear, for me, at Nightmare. 

The first thing, that I’ve never seen anyone mention also, is that M. Shadows and Axl Rose have very similar voices. There’s a very similar tone in both of them that I can’t really describe, but they also do some very similar things in their singing. The start of the outro to Danger Line reminds me a lot of Chinese Democracy, especially the start of Street of Dreams and a few parts of Prostitute, and Seize the Day reminds me of songs that are lower in Axl’s range but still a step above Mr. Brownstone or Sorry.

I am going to sound like a dork here, I tried to hold it back during the MCR section but I can’t anymore. You can also cross-apply this to the similarities with MCR, just pretend I used different names.

There’s a very specific kind of… emotionality, I guess, with a lot of the drumming and guitar work across both bands’ music. Especially for A7x with Nightmare and, in the drumming, most - if not all - of The Rev’s work, that is very similar to GnR, especially with Slash and Steven Adler. I have a very hard time explaining this - I have tried with friends and it never comes out coherent - so just… As a very general explanation, to sort of get at what I’m talking about - and why I feel like it’s important for anyone curious - imagine if November Rain had one of its first solos replaced with Eruption from Van Halen. Or, for a more real example, the end of the solo of Every Rose Has Its Thorn suddenly gets a lot faster compared to the rest of the song and it has a very different energy and it’s just very jarring. That’s kind of what I mean by emotionality, it’s capturing the energy of a song/segment, not just doing what is very technically well done. The same applies to really every aspect of music, drumming included even though a ton of people would disagree with me. That whole long thing to say, Slash, Zacky Vengeance, and Synyster Gates have a very strong grasp on that whole concept, as do Mike Portnoy (the session drummer for a lot of Nightmare), The Rev, Steven Adler, and Frank Ferrer. A lot of the guitarists that worked on Chinese Democracy do, too, I’m just way less familiar with a lot of their work. Also, I’ve learned I can’t really talk too much about Izzy Stradlin without it turning into a whole… thing, so I just can’t, right now. Anyway, in addition to a very strong grasp on the emotional side of things, they’re also all incredibly good at what they do from a technical level. I would also argue that that’s where a lot of GnR’s influence shines through most, but this always ends in me laying out very minute similarities that no one else cares about and this post is already getting way too long, so I have to move on to the beginner songs.

Nightmare (most of that album, but…), Danger Line, Seize the Day, Roman Sky, and A Little Piece of Heaven.

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Now a shorter one for everyone’s sanity: Aerosmith! I will be completely honest here, I’ve only really listened to their big singles and not all of those yet. I… I know, Im getting to them, too. But, I know they did shows together a while back, GnR covered Mama Kin, and they have some other similarities (very expressive singers with killer ranges, a bit of an affinity for piano ballads, etc.). I don’t think I can really offer better suggestions other than what still gets radio play and what would show up on greatest hits playlists. I’m more mentioning them out of obligation than being able to actually give a good recommendation. I will say, thier cover of Remember (Walking in the Sand) is amazing and, imo, underrated.

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The Sex Pistols. This is more in energy than anything literal, outside of a couple few things, I just figured it wouldn’t be right to completely ignore them. The big “literal” similarity is that Paul Cook and Steven Adler have very similar drumming styles, in my opinion.  I’m not very good at describing stuff like that, but it’s definitely there.

The other big, non-energy similarity I have is the style of lyrics between the Sex Pistols and Appetite for Destruction. They’re both very blunt and matter-of-fact and a very specific kind of angry, but it’s all also sort of poetic? I don’t know exactly how to explain it, but I think maybe listening to or reading the lyrics for Paradise City and then God Save the Queen or Holiday In the Sun maybe makes it make sense?

Other than that, it’s just energy. Appetite for Destruction and Never Mind the Bollocks are both very intense and angry and cutting, to me. I know Appetite for Destruction has its happy moments, but they’re all “cut” by something. Sweet Child O’ Mine has the “where do we go” breakdown, the positive parts in Rocket Queen and My Michelle are preceded by just… the rest of those songs, and Think About You is very likely about drugs. There’s this underlying kind of… not pessimism, but definitely some kind of negativity and acknowledging the seedy through that whole album that’s very Sex Pistols.

Pretty much everything else is that they just feel very similar to me. I can’t reall put words to it it’s justa  feeling. They’re both pretty hard edge, I feel like you can tell both bands have a pretty solid respect for more ‘clasic’ bands (at least what was the main era of classic rock when they were big), and all the music across both groups feels very sincere to me. It isn’t all sweet, but it’s sincere.

Intro songs I’d recommend are, personal favorites, Anarchy For the UK, God Save the Queen, Problem, Liar, Pretty Vacant, and Holiday In the Sun.

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Velvet Revolver. I’ll be honest, here, I’ve listened to most of their music, but I did it as a quick once-through one night and I haven’t gone back through most of it to internalize song names and favorites, so the suggested songs and some of the similarities/selling points are gonna be brief. However!…

The major point for Velvet Revolver as a GnR follow-up is that every member, other than the singer, was in GnR! That was the big selling point when they first got going. They don’t sound a whole lot like Appetite for Destruction through The Spaghetti Insident GnR, but they all, Slash and Duff McKagan especially, have a very unique sound/style that carries over to Velvet Revolver.

Their music in some ways also reminds me of parts of Chinese Democracy. Not super ‘literally’ (are you sick of that vague bs yet?), but they both exist in a similar, sort of post-grunge segment of alt-rock of the time.

Like I said, I have very little to offer for recommended songs, at the moment, but I will say that Slither took over my life for months on end after I listened to it the first time, so do with that what you will.

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Bon Jovi. Okay, hear me out. I know that, on the whole, Bon Jovi and GnR don’t have a whole lot in common, they’re not even really the same subgenre of hair metal. However, I just think I should shill for Bon Jovi- I mean… Jokes aside, I think there are a couple reasons why this is actually way more of a reasonable suggestion than it might look like. A lot of that comes down to that I’m not really recommending their whole discography as a GnR replacement. Honestly, I haven’t even listened to their whole discography yet. What I will say, though, is that there are a lot of similarities between some of their songs with some GnR songs. This whole section honestly doubles for song recommendations, but I do have some extras that don’t really sound like GnR songs that I just like.

Dry County sounds a good bit like Civil War. not cut and paste, but it’s similar. It’s one of, if not definitively, Bon Jovi’s longest song. It’s borderline southern rock, the guitars are very Civil War-ish (stripped back, melancholy, that sort of thing), and some other stuff that I can’t just put in a list. Dry County doesn’t start with movie audio, but it does have an intro with slightly different music and that is sung in a slightly different cadence that feels like it leads into the “true” first verse in a similar way. The way they lead into their guitar solo(s) also feels very similar, and the drumming style is fairly similar. They’re also both melancholy as all get out and just have a very similar energy to them. If I don’t stop myself now, this is going to turn into another few thousand words, so I’ll move on.

Homebound Train reminds me a lot of Rocket Queen, of all songs. It’s a lot more western, maybe southern rock, but the similarities are there. The guitars sound very similar (I’m bad at describing riffs and stuff like that, you just have to take my word on this), there’s a very similar effect over Jon Bon Jovi’s voice in what I think is the bridge of this song that’s a lot like the one Axl Rose used in the chorus of Rocket Queen, and the drumming is very Steven Adler in a way most of their other drumming isn’t. There’s also a really long instrumental segment with no vocals (keyboard solo, guitar solo, and what I’m pretty sure is a harmonica solo) that takes up a lot of the song, like the section in Rocket Queen.

There very well could be other songs with strong similarities between some of their other songs, but I’m days deep into writing this thing at this point, so I’m gonna stop here. In addition to the song-to-song comparisons, there are also some general similarities, especially looking from GnR’s whole discography to Bon Jovi’s first five albums. Jon Bon Jovi’s voice doesn’t really sound like Axl Rose’s, but he’s also really good at portraying emotion through his singing and he also has a pretty solid upper range (obviously not comparable/anywhere near as high, but it’s still really good).

I know this isn’t really the draw for most people, but it’s there and it actually does something for me, so I figured I’d still mention it, anyway. There’s a pretty solid thread of vaguely to strongly religious lyrics between both bands. If you’ve listened to their music and think I sound like I’ve lost it, give a couple songs a listen. Strong examples would be the first verse of Homebound Train, the chorus of Born To Be My Baby, a very specific line in the pre-chorus(?) of I’d Die For You, and a few lines in Dry County, then a quick line in Sweet Child O’ Mine, parts of the chorus for Don’t Cry, a few lines in Yesterdays and a few lines in Civil War. Lay Your Hands on me is a weird case, because I don’t think the lyrics have many religious allusions iirc, but it’s very clearly based on church music. They both have more than this, but if I don’t stop now, I won’t stop, like, ever.

Some other start songs (that aren’t the massive hits) are Social Disease, The Hardest Part Is The Night, Love Lies, and Only Lonely.

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Def Leppard. Again, not their whole discography. Their second album, High ‘N’ Dry, has a very Appetite for Destruction sound. Obviously there is some difference, since it’s about six years older and technically pre-hair metal, but the similarities are there. It’s sort of like the early Quiet Riot thing, but I think they’re more similar. Joe Elliot also doesn’t really sound like Axl Rose, but he’s also a very emotional singer and spends a lot of their music in a pretty high part of his range. They’re also next level at breakup songs in a way that very few artists are (Bon Jovi, too, but I can’t talk about them for too long without it becoming a thing). Admittedly, I have a lot less to say about Def Leppard, not because I don’t like them but because they’ve never taken over my life with a hyperfixation so far so I can be normal about them.

Just to summarize the rest of their music that I’ve listened to, there are still some similarities through Pyromania, but Def Leppard were clearly shifting to a more synth-y style of hard rock so there’s less common ground there. And most of this is completely out the window by the time you get to Hysteria, even though it’s still a really good album.

Good starter songs (that aren’t Pour Some Sugar On Me, because that’s too easy) are Hysteria, Too Late For Love, Bringing On the Heartbreak, Let It Go, God of War (or Gods of War?), and Foolin’.

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Nine Inch Nails. This is strictly between their music and Chinese Democracy, I don’t really think there’s literally anything similar before that. Also, I don’t listen to a whole lot of NIN, so I… cannot talk a whole lot. What I’ve heard is good and you can definitely hear that Chinese Democracy was at least somewhat inspired by their music, but that’s about all I can say atm. Starter songs (really just the ones I’ve heard) could be Closer, Head Like A Hole, Hurt, and Terrible Lie.

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So… this is getting really long. Because of that, and because I don’t have a lot to say about these artists (either here or at all), I’m just gonna list out a couple bands, some starter songs and then stop because this post has done some feral things to me. Also, a lot of the artists here are less literal similarities and more similar energy, just so we’re all on the same page, here.

Green Day: Are We the Waiting; Blood, Sex, Booze; She; Viva la Gloria!; Viva la Gloria?; Peacemaker; Letterbomb (there are more, I just have to stop talking about Green Day at some point, before we’re all here for another three thousand plus words)

Twisted Sister: I Wanna Rock; We’re Not Gonna Take It (look, I listened to Stay Hungry once, I didn’t internalize most of it yet, sorry)

Slipknot: Snuff; Circles; Vermillion (pt. 2, also); Til We Die; Psychosocial; The Devil In I; Duality

Adore Delano: Witch Hunt; 3 Flowers; Pretty Boys Cry; 27 Club

The Clash: London Calling; Should I Stay or Should I Go; I Fought The Law (I have not listened to a lot of their music yet)

Fastball: The Way; Out Of My Head

Pink Floyd: In the Flesh?; Waiting For The Worms; Goodbye Blue Sky; The Thin Ice; Young Lust; One of My Turns; Another Brick In the Wall pt 2; Comfortably Numb (I’ve only listened to The Wall so far)

If I haven’t mentioned someone here that anyone who’s made it through this whole post thinks that I should’ve, you’re probably right and I just haven’t listened to them yet! I think this kind of outed me on this, but most of my music knowledge stops dead before the 80s, outside of Motown, so I don’t completely know what I’m talking about yet.

All that out of the way, thank you for reading, I hope this helps, and I’m so sorry this thing is so long.

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Reply: Song Analysis (Winter Bear)

dulimano It has been clarified that Winter Bear is Tae's grandma, no?

Has it?  I’m genuinely asking.  I’ve looked for where this information comes from, and I haven’t been able to find it anywhere.  If it’s true, it’s true, and I’ll happily adjust my understanding of the song accordingly, but yeah, if anyone knows where the idea that “Winter Bear” is about Taehyung’s grandma actually comes from, please reach out to let me know because I’ve never found a source for that.

It’s always seemed to me to be a popular fan theory, and one that doesn’t make very much sense if I’m honest.  If anything, I think maybe the blue parrot at the beginning of the song might symbolize Tae’s grandmother, but I don’t believe the blue parrot and the winter bear are meant to signify the same person.

The song opens with the lyrics, “She looks like a blue parrot / Wish you could fly to me / I need some good day.”  The pronoun used is “she” before switching to “you,” both referring to the blue parrot, who is far away.  Tae wishes that she could fly to be close because her being there would make him feel better.

Then the lyrics switch to be about the winter bear: “Looks like a winter bear / You sleep so happily / I wish you good night.”  The first notable thing is that where the first line began with a pronoun, this one doesn’t.  That could just be a quirk of the language and translation, but bears are not very commonly associated with feminine characters, so the sudden shift to skipping the pronoun stands out to me even more than it already would.

On top of the missing pronoun, the fact that the blue parrot is clearly noted as “she” and the winter bear is left genderless in the song despite having more male associations in general, and the fact that a bird and a bear are two animals that basically couldn’t be more different from each other, there’s another clear reason that they seem to refer to different people: they’re in different places.

Tae says that he wishes the blue parrot could fly to him -- she’s far away, and if she were nearby, he would have better days.  The winter bear, on the other hand, is right here.  “Looks like a winter bear” implies that Tae/the singer can see this winter bear right now.  “You sleep so happily” -- again, the implication is that the singer can see this person sleeping.

I didn’t mention this in my song analysis post, but there’s also the matter of Jungkook’s prodding questions and reactions in regards to Taehyung’s inspiration for the song when the two of them are watching the video together.  He tries to get Tae to explain the inspiration for the song, and Taehyung talks about the movie he was watching in London when he had the idea.  Jungkook teases (?) him about being inspired to write about bears as a result of this movie.  Then when Tae doubles down on that explanation, Jungkook literally rolls his eyes lmao.  I’ve never seen anyone else mention that, but I’ve watched the clip to death trying to see it any other way, but while it’s possible he suddenly rolls his eyes for some other reason, he definitely does do it.

There’s also just Jungkook’s general association with the song -- the fact that he was the one there watching the video with Taehyung in the first place, for example.  Also the fact that he sings it in little snippets often, including during BTS Karaoke with Jimin.  The official subs have him saying something like, “I’m going to sing this one!” when he sees it on the screen, but I’ve also seen it translated as, “My song!”  You can take that with a grain of salt, but it’s interesting that he likes the song so much and keeps up an association with it.

Anyway, it’s possible that the next line -- “Imagine your face, say hello to me / Then all the bad days mean nothing to me” -- could be about both characters, as in both the blue parrot and the winter bear have this effect on him, but I think there’s much more evidence in the text of the song itself to suggest that the two animals symbolize different people.

Like I said though, if anyone knows of a place where Taehyung has actually talked about the song’s connection to his grandma, I’d love to see it!

#taekook #kookv #reply #taekook song analysis

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SICKOS.JPG YES....YES!!! imagine me slowly dripping blood onto the floor of ur inbox its uhhhhh rough out here. tolkien gateway save me. but u did excellent here are ur BONUS FIC COMPLETION AO3 WRAPPED QUESTIONS :D 6, 9, 18, 28, + bonus pick any question u really wanna answer >:)

abby i'm sending you all my power not just bc i'm about to go to sleep but bc i believe! in! you!

6. Favorite title you used

again you do this to me, the song lyric as titles user..... forcing me to choose between songs... it's actually my silver smile knows your honest mouth, because i came up with that one myself and i'm really really proud of it!!!!! it's not from a song or anything it's from my BRAIN!!

9. Favorite pairing you wrote for this year?

yeah this one goes to pikelan. it's always a real nostalgia trip to write about them and i had a lot of fun with it this year. second place is cass/courier because i am just so in love with my cass characterization and the courier is an OC so she benefits from my predisposition to love my OCs

18.The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year?

so, there's this overzealous watch captain in 2006's very relevant to my life this year The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion. i wrote about hieronymus lex because he annoyed me so much that i wanted to give him a bad day personally. i had a lot of fun doing that with my deeply manipulative wizard OC alindra in polish every surface to a brilliant sheen, but then i wanted it to be from his perspective for some reason? so it was a challenge because i think he sucks but he would never think he sucks. still fun though and i like oblivion a lot so i might write more about it sometime. to me it simply does not matter when a game came out 👍

28. Favorite work you wrote this year?

this is the hardest question on this list in my opinion. it's kinda out of left field since i don't reread it very often but i think it's actually like flowers and blue skies, which is a. no way around it. it's a legally blonde fic set in a dungeons and dragons au. in the notes i literally say it has all the characterization of playing with paper dolls. i don't think it's the best thing i wrote this year by a longshot, but out of everything it was the most What I Wrote When I Needed To Write It. idk if that makes sense it's getting very late but it's like... this fic is summer 2023 to me in this weird trapped in amber way.

BONUS. 27. What do you listen to while writing?

i make fic playlists! it's one of the first things i do and then i just leave them looping as i write; i didn't used to link them or share them or anything but now if i think it's good enough i post it along with the fic :) probably 90% of the time i just put the playlist on and write for that fic. on rare occasions i just put a kind of chill background album on. for a few years i could only write to instrumentals but that has thankfully passed :)

#answering asks #ask game #thank you abby. i have crossed the finish line of my fic and now i MUST sleep but i am wishing you luck!! #the one i was writing was short and 'easy' and it sounds like.the one you're working on is really tough!! you can do it!!

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Hello there how is everything I am a fan of AOT and I wanted to ask you if it okay you can do a headcanon of eren and zeke dating a black s/o

dating a black s/o;

❥ hiii, i hope you enjoy, ty for the request, i’m a poc so this is nice :)

eren jaeger

first of all he fucking loves you, like he’s infatuated with you because you’re so beautiful and just everything you do is like wow.

let’s start with your hair, he loves it so much and he’s always trying to touch it even when you tell him not to lmao

he’ll sit in the bathroom with you while you do your hair and just talk to you while reading the labels of the products you use

he spritz the spray bottle at your hair sometimes just for fun too 

one time you let him try to braid your hair and the braids weren’t terrible but he knotted a lot of your hair ngl😭

he gets so confused when you ask him to buy certain products and constantly comes home with the wrong stuff

“what do you mean this isn’t it? baby, it literally says deep condition creme!” “but it’s not the same, i wanted the coconut oil one!” “well this is the castor oil one, it’s basically the same thing.”

no eren. no, it is not the same thing.

he likes joining you in the shower for wash days sometimes, but he probably leaves halfway through the shower because you’re taking way too long

he hates that sticky feeling of lip gloss but just the way it makes your lips look he finds it so alluring, he’ll peck little kisses on your lips all the time and then wipe his mouth after 

he loves your cooking. he really enjoys it and is always open to try new things, he swears he’s getting the most exotic shit even though it’s literally just baked mac n cheese or something...

“baby what is this? it is so good.” “eren it is literally fried okra.”

you put him onto so many songs and he can probably belt out the lyrics to some of your favorite artists because he’s heard their songs so many times

occasionally if you’re just dancing in the kitchen and getting down, he’ll join you for a few minutes even though he looks like a complete fool (i doubt he can dance, but he thinks he’s doing an amazing job💔)

sometimes he can ask a lot of questions when he’s bored to know more about your culture, heritage, etc because he thinks it is genuinely interesting

he def seems like the type to put #blm in his bio or something, or post a black screen to show his support 

he brags about you all the time to his friends, he just thinks you’re so cool and not in like a weird way, just genuine admiration for you, and he has a lot of pride that he even had a chance with you, it’s endearing

zeke yeager 

zeke automatically thinks you’re the baddest bitch he’s ever seen, i mean he’s all for you 

i mean this dude was like AWOOGA when he first saw you— pls😭

and it’s not that he brags about you, it’s just more of a “you see her? yeah, she’s mine.” but he doesn’t say it audibly, he just flaunts you in a more physical way

zeke actively tries to help with your hair but it’s more to pester you than anything, like he’ll comb the ends of your hair carelessly and you’ll slap his hands away 

not that he’s not trying or anything but he just doesn’t know what he’s doing LMAO

since i keep talking about the lipgloss thing since i find it funny, zeke out of these 3 doesn’t mind the lip gloss at all, he actually probably goes out of his way to kiss you, and ngl he probably licks the lipgloss you left on his mouth or something jokingly—

zeke lets you talk to him about anything, your culture, foods you want to try to make, issues that you have, and he’ll casually pitch in his own questions and stuff like that, he’s a good listener

if you’re at the store together looking for hair products and stuff he’ll just point to random stuff and tell you you should get it, even if he knows it won’t work for your hair

“what about this, sweetheart? i think this is pretty neat.” “zeke... that is tresemme... i need shea moisture shampoo.” “well i use this, it works just fine.” *cue a staring contest between zeke’s beard and you* “yeah... it’s working i guess.”

but in the end he probably understands why you use certain products and why you can’t use certain products, he just likes messing with you.

he really enjoys your cooking and probably tries to be in the kitchen with you and help you cook, he’s good company and he’s not to bad at cooking himself 

he’ll also give you recipes you should try that he’s seen as well, he just thinks that if you cook it, it automatically tastes better LMAO

he’s like a little sugar daddy, if you want him to buy you a $300 lace front he probably will, or if you want him to buy you some expensive ass shoes he probably will

he probably put on your bonnet or wig just to make you laugh or something, it was actually quite funny—

he treats you like a little princess too, like he’ll probably check the weather and be like “honey, we can’t go out today it’s too humid for your hair.” and he’s really just pretentious about little things like that, he goes out his way to make sure you’re okay, and good, especially when it comes to things that are important to you

he asks you if you can comb his hair and oil his scalp and stuff like that for fun, and lets you braid his hair and beard for practice, he just sits back and enjoys😭😭

levi ackerman

i feel like levi doesn’t show his admiration as much but deep down it’s definitely there, he finds you interesting, and an amazing individual

he has probably stuck around once or twice to watch your hair routine but he’s not always there to watch, the funny thing is though he probably remembers it; you’ve had him help you with the routine before and you were surprised when he wasn’t even really listening to what you were saying cause he kind of already knew what to do

“so then you’re gonna— yeah, yeah... how’d you know?” “i’m not stupid, i’ve seen you do it before.” “yeah— like once!”

we love our educated king <3

he’s surprisingly gentle when he’s doing it too, like his hands are so delicate and light and he’s lowkey afraid to hurt you so you have to tell him to be a little rougher when trying to untangle/comb through your hair

he will not kiss you when you have lip gloss on. i’m sorry but he doesn’t like the feeling, and if you kiss him he’ll wipe it off of his lips immediately, he doesn’t like it at all

he rarely brings home the wrong items if you ask him to run to the beauty supply or something. it’s just not hard to get the right thing, he looks at the photo of the product you sent him and scavengers the isles. he hates going for beauty supply runs though because he doesn’t like getting stared at, he’d rather go with you instead of by himself

he thinks your cooking is good but he’s not that surprised to be honest, maybe the first time you could see in his face that he was enjoying it but he never really exaggerates how good it is like eren would.

he does ask for another plate though, and if you tease him about that he rolls his eyes😭

he doesn’t take racism, any of that lightly, i can definitely see him getting immediately defensive over the slightest things that could even come off racist to you. it’s not that he’ll immediately say something but he does get sus of the person and a little more protective of you 

he probably secretly has so many pictures of you in his phone, and one of them is definitely his lock screen because he finds you so gorgeous 

he probably would put your bonnet on your head for you if you forgot it before going to sleep, or wake you up to put it on

he probably knows some hair care tips because he does his own research for your sake, he wants to know as much as you do so he can be a help; so even if you already knows what he’s telling you, act like its new information, you’ll see his eyes light up a little bit when you tell him you’ll try that next time :’))

he complains about your hair being left everywhere though, i also think he doesn’t like to participate in your wash days because he doesn’t like seeing your hair everywhere

but despite this he still is usually the one to clean it up if you’re taking too long to, thank you levi<33

another thing is, if you have beads in your hair, he really likes it because the sound they make is somewhat relaxing to him + it lets him know when you’re around, it’s almost comforting sob sob

#eren x reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren yeager x reader #attack on titan #eren jaeger #eren aot #eren yeager #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #zeke x reader #zeke yeager x reader #zeke jaeger x reader #levi ackerman #levi ackerman aot #zeke jaeger #zeke yeager

[pies-writes-and-more]

drunk haikyuu boys singing to you

Synopsis: how some haikyuu boys sing to you while they’re just slightly drunk

Characters: Sugawara, Ushijima, Bokuto, Kenma, Yamaguchi, & Kageyama - all with a Fem!Reader

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, some swearing probably, mention of a suggestive song (but nothing specific!). All characters in this fic are assumed to be of legal drinking age :)

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Sugawara will literally sing to you anywhere anytime. Backup dancers no backup dancers, stage or no stage, drunk or not drunk. He is READY.

He’s definitely embarrassed you in the park before, singing to you at the top of his lungs some adorable little song that he’s now obsessed with. He has a really great voice but omg Suga please shush, people are staring at you.

But drunk Suga? Oh that boy is going to SERENADE the shit out of you. It probably won’t even be a romantic song to be honest. He’s probably singing some really suggestive song at you, winking with both eyes because he’s very tipsy (“m not drunk Daichi, I can totally handle another shot if you would jus gimme”).

He’s basically scream-singing because the music at the club is loud so it’s a lot of dance moves and hand gestures too. Tries to grind on you but again, had a few drinks, so he’s kinda just flopping around lol.

Has Daichi and Asahi singing backup for him even though Asahi doesn’t really know what the lyrics are so he’s just nodding and humming along (cut to his :O face when he realizes how suggestive the song is).

Ushijima doesn’t sing out loud in public sorry. But after a couple of shots that Tendo just keeps pouring for him, he’ll happily sit somewhere in the pub with you on his lap. His lips will continuously press kisses to your forehead and you can hear him softly hum or whisper the lyrics of the love song that just came on the speakers.

He’ll brush the hair away from your ear so he can continue softly humming to you with each kiss, smiling cause you’re so embarrassed but you’re also loving it??? And he loves you and just wants to tell you that. He might not be the greatest at words but this song seems to be lovely and has a good melody so he gonna at least hum it to you, singing out the parts that he really connects with.

You’re not even really sure if he remembers it in the morning cause you can’t really? tell? when he’s drunk? He becomes slightly more okay with PDA and his cheeks go a nice red but like tipsy vs drunk you got no clue.

But you catch him humming the song again later the next day and he catches your eye and gives you that smile again and like ugh butterflies.

Bokuto is has been preparing for this FOR AGES. He’s already thrown back a few shots but serenading you has been like a dream of his for AGES. So the shots are just adding to his confidence. Once they announce the start of karaoke, he is ALREADY on the stage.

Akaashi is ike sir please no just come back here and don’t embarrass us, but Bokuto is insistent because he is the best at everything so why would he not do it??

Gets on stage and picks some like very dramatic song, (if you’re a Brooklyn99 fan, imagine how Gina is dancing to Beautiful by Christina Aguilera to those teenagers cause that’s what I’m imagining rn lol) and at the beginning of the music, he just pulls the mic off of the stand like some cocky pop star, looks you dead in the eye and points at you saying, “This one is for you, hot stuff”.

You’re just hiding behind your fingers but like peeking through them because as entertaining as this is, you can also feel everyone staring at you and that is just a no thank you.

Akaashi is filming it and sends it to the group chat so everyone can laugh with him at how confident Bokuto is. But also like ??? Bokuto has a good voice and the team has only ever heard him singing in the locker rooms (but most of the time that’s like speak-singing? if that makes sense?) whereas right now he’s going full out because he loves you.

Kenma like Ushijima really doesn’t want to sing out in public. You might catch him humming along to his game’s music but karaoke? ya no sorry. Not unless it’s just the two of you in a private karaoke room, then maybe he’ll quietly sing along.

But the two of you are just chilling in a pub, watching some other volleyball players play a version of Never Have I Ever that’s about their volleyball teams (“Never has my teammates gotten a penalty for screaming at each other.” “Kuroo you ass.” “Not my fault, drink up Daichi, and all you Karasuno boys too.”)

Kenma had had a few drinks and was feeling pretty mellow. He felt like he could fall asleep right here with you in his arms but he was just nodding his head off to the music.

Then you started humming and quietly singing along to the music and he recognized it as something you had sung along to at home too. It gets to the part where the lyrics say something like “baby you’re everything to me”, and Kenma sings it with you.

You look up at him in surprise cause you honestly thought he was sleeping, but his eyes are wide open now, looking at you with literally all the love in the world.

Yamaguchi has literally the prettiest voice in the world and you cannot change my mind. He sings to you all the time at home, dancing with you in the kitchen while you’re trying not to burn dinner, or in the car while you two are singing at the tops of your lungs, but he’s never done it in public before. Cause that shit scary.

But after a few drinks warm his whole body, he’s smiling at you with closed eyes, swaying to the music.

“Are you okay, Yams?” You laugh, brushing your fingers through his hair and he just nods and holds your hand to his face while he half hums, half sings some of the lyrics to you.

“Holy shit, Yamaguchi can SING?” The Karasuno boys would go crazy. Cue Sugawara asking the owner of the establishment you guys are at to play a specific song he knows that Yamaguchi loves. All of them crowding around you guys like some acappella group, singing along with Yamaguchi.

You’re just like oh my god what is wrong with you all but like it’s the cutest thing ever. You filmed it. Posted it on your Insta.

Yamaguchi is famous now because girls are DYING over his voice and how he looks at you when he sings. He is very embarrassed but likes that you were so proud of him that you posted about him because this boi insecure please go love him the way he deserves.

When I think of Kageyama drunk, I’m thinking of his little dance before the meat BBQ scene at training camp LOL (note the gif above). This boy is dancing very awkwardly but he moving because he happy. But also like singing? Um no, he’s nervous thank you very much. He doesn’t really hum or sing in general so drunk Kageyama isn’t much different but if he hears you singing??? He starts giving you puppy eyes because he loves your voice so much. So you start singing to him and he’s nodding along with a little smile on his face. And then he starts singing too? At first it’s more like speak-singing but then he gets really into it (while also dancing very awkwardly) and he has???? such a nice??? voice???? like sir??? Why have you spent so much time yelling at Hinata when you could be singing?

He’ll like pinch your cheeks a little while he’s singing to you and is all red-faced because a) drunk and b) his inner self is like omg this is embarrassing please stop but he loves you so much he can’t help himself.  

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Taglist (please let me know if you’d like to be added to a permanent Haikyuu taglist!) @aurumk​ (just cause I told you I was writing this and I know you were excited for it haha)

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[gothhabiba]

Hey. Could you say more about joanna newsom please. I love her so so much. And I love you so so much. I would love any thoughts on her from you

also: "Tell me more about your thoughts on Joanna Newsom!"

and also: "hey najia - i was wondering: what are your thoughts on joanna newsom's music (if you have any)?"

and ALSO: "have u listened to Joanna Newsom and if so what do u think of her?"

and also: "Have you listened to Joanna newsom? I feel like you would like her a lot."

I made this post about Joanna Newsom two years ago so I guess that's when I started listening to her music--which is bizarre because it feels like it ought to have been shorter.

Basically I just kind of put off listening to Joanna Newsom for a couple years after she was first recommended to me because I had been burned before by the "music that masquerades as weirder than it actually is" industrial complex (ironically, Newsom herself criticised this aspect of Lady Gaga's marketing, and I read that criticism, and then still didn't listen to her music for another two years). I was sort of expecting F+tM 2.0. I was expecting, to be honest, music that tries to be edgy but that is held back from doing anything actually interesting by a focus on being "pretty" that centres around a specific type of white femininity. The cover art for Ys I think on a subconscious level made me expect that it would be very white, aesthetically. And there are aspects of Joanna Newsom's music and self-presentation as a performer that rely visually or epistemologically on whiteness (e.g. "Only Skin" presumably comforting a returned soldier, "81" imagining the Garden of Eden as terra nullius). But within literally the first minute of the first song I listened to I was like OH--okay, yeah. When the higher strings come in at the 1 minute mark of "Emily" you can hear that the orchestration here is doing things in ways that are not harmonically 'expected' and that you don't tend to hear outside of orchestral music (my aural skills aren't very developed yet though so I can't explain them without recourse to a transcription).

Newsom does things with song structure, too, that I had never seen pushed to that extent before. The Milk-Eyed Mender was a maybe bit more 'typical'? But Ys and then especially Have One On Me are adept at doing this "verse type 1 - verse type 2 - verse type 3 - bridge - verse type - 1 verse type 2 and so on" thing where there's no "chorus" per se, and yet there are various melodies that are cycled through and returned to again and again with different lyrics, but maybe with some repeated words or lines or images. The result is something that's "meandering" (is the dual-edged word often used) and yet still cohesive... and it works because people (including me) tend psychologically to really like repetition musically. When combined with lyrics that are lusher, denser, and more unselfconsciously poetic (for want of a better word) than anything else I've ever heard (although, shoutout to Sarah Slean), it feels kind of like Joanna Newsom came to the table with a completely different idea of what a "song" was or could be than anyone else did.

There's a profuseness to Newsom's lyric-writing, an unapologetic trying-on of image after image, and yet it's organised enough around a central theme not to feel random (see, notably, the end of "Monkey & Bear"). She also crafts some seriously dense sound patterning--off the top of my head, the lines "my heart became a drunken runt / on the day I sunk in this shunt" contain an internal double rhyme followed by a single end-rhyme plus alliteration ("sunk" and "shunt"). Practically every verse in "In California" is linked to the next verse by some kind of assonance or internal rhyme. This lends to the overall feeling of profusion and interconnectedness, as well as just being fun to listen to (and to discover new sources of sound patterning on your 200th listen that you had somehow missed every time before...). It makes sense that people who prefer a more pared-down style find Newsom's music too baroque (I mean, it's called "baroque pop" for a reason), but I don't think it bites off more than it can chew, melodically or lyrically or instrumentally. I very seldom hear a flourish or a line and think "hm, I could have done without that."

People who complain about Newsom's voice (especially on Milk-Eyed Mender) being childish or twee or nasal or unlistenable are very boring I think. As if punk singers don't use extremely nasal tones to cut through loud instrumentals? I really like that she's not concerned with sounding or looking "pretty" or "pleasant" above having a distinctive vocal style (like, people in the youtube comments of her performances will condescendingly talk about the "weird" or "cute" faces she pulls--as if they're not how she gets those sounds). I do think her complaining about being written off as "twee" while dressing as she does for performances is kind of, like--yeah, it's still misogyny that people see flouncy dresses and associate them with being soft or gentle or unserious or whatever, but white women have so much more leeway to manipulate personal aesthetics to craft a (racialised) narrative and image than woc do that my primary feeling about this is, perhaps unjustly, "oh well"

By no means is this my definitive Every Thought I Have On Joanna Newsom post but it is what comes immediately to mind!

#joanna newsom #questions #music