#im not the only one by Sam Smith
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Has anyone ever talked about divorce arc parents music taste?
Because I know we have like.. Dad lore and Mom lore.. but my parents are on the verge of divorce, and they have such varying music.
Mom: Songs about men cheating, female rage and empowerment, fuck society and fuck all men
Dad: begging the girl to stay, not wanting to be alone, trying desperately to tell the love of your life how much they mean to you.
#like..#mom:#im not the only one by Sam Smith#Swine by Demi Lovato#vs.#dad:#So much like my dad by George Strait#Vienna and Only the good die young by Billy Joel#Secrets by OneRepublic#maybe its just my parents dynamic that is fucking this up-
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"𝐓𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐨 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬 𝐚𝐧̃𝐨𝐬, 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐳𝐚́ 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞"
𝐈'𝐦 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐎𝐧𝐞- 𝐒𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡
-𝒔𝒏𝒉𝒏𝒌𝒌𝒎𝒏
#desorden en letras#snhnkkmn#pub7#septiembre 2022#frases#escritos#letras#amor#sentimientos#sam smith#im not the only one#letras de canciones#frases de canciones
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I have loved you for many years
Maybe I am just not enough.
I’m not the only one, Sam Smith
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(via Sam Smith - too good at goodbyes T-shirt - 100% cotton - light blue (Unisex) Active T-Shirt by Teesummer75)
This soft and lightweight T-shirt captures the feeling of Sam Smith's hit song "Too Good at Goodbyes." The lyrics are printed in white ink on a light blue shirt, and the design is finished with little sailors. The shirt is made from 100% cotton and is perfect for summer days or cool evenings.
#findyourthing#redbubble#too good at goodbyes#sam smith#goodbyes#sam smith lyrics#Grammy Awards 2023#Academy Award#Awards for Sam Smith#songs#sam smith too good at goodbyes#Saturday Night Live#sam#smith#little sailors#sailor#love goes#stay with me#quote#im not the only one#stupid
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My first time playing FIFA 23 I scored a 4' Cat Macario goal for the USWNT and I am speaking it into existence
#playing on my cousins switch at thanksgiving#mostly its making me miss cat + lynn + sam + press even more than i did#the roster feels pretty limited imo#its a weird one too#idr a roster with Press + Sully + Cook but no Tobin or Ertz or Girma#sometime inbetween Olympics and Concacaf i guess#and its seriously forward heavy#i have to play ohara and sonnett every game cause theyre the only outside backs on the whole sheet#(i dont count dunn and neither does the game lol shes listed as a CM)#but theres smith pugh morgan macario press rodman pinoe purce and lynn for forwards#its fun but im not buying it for myself until they add the nwsl and let you play womens leagues in all the modes
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I have loved you for many years
Maybe I am just not enough
SAM SMITH~
#i'm sad#little women#aesthetic#love#holiday#writing#meanspir0#anamia#anamya#diario de una gorda#sam smith#im not the only one right?#sad but true
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wish some of my ships had more art/fics. like i get why they dont bc theyre ~~~problematic and in some cases a little crack-y but come on i cant be the only one
#sam smith voice#i know im not the only one#it speaks#also ive noticed that the problematic shit i ship having content varies vastly upon fandom#some fandoms are boring and dont know how to have fun#god i just need someone to fuck that villain okay
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Does anyone remember why my oc tag is "flipping kitchens?"
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Faking it all: part 2
Summary: high school au where colby is the popular guy and chloe is the shy good girl, one day colby gets fed up with Amber's constant flirting so he asks chloe to be his fake girlfriend. Will they fall in love im not sure.
Pairings: colby brock x plus size!chloe sanchez (aka you reading this) , sam golbach x Amanda sid (oc) , jake webber x Tara yummy.
THIS IS A SERIES, MDI 18+.
Warnings: explicit language, smut, mutual pinning, bullying, fighting, mentions of abuse, colby being kind of a dick at first (but not to you), Amber being a bully (I love Amber so much, she would never pick on some1 I know but it's just for the story)
Prt 1 here
Most days chloe would sit in Mrs smiths classroom at lunchtime, this was one of those days. Sitting in the seat close to the window she was watching a group beginning to form around Amber and colby. Huffing chloe turned her head downwards and carried on reading a book she recently brought.
Chloe's phone pinged and she picked it up seeing it was a video from Amanda, in the video colby and Amber where standing there. "I don't like you Amber, I'm kindof already seeing someone anyway" colby said Amber quickly questioned who not bothering to cover up her jealousy, "chloe, I'm dating chloe" colby replied. Chloe's eyes widened, she was in fact not dating colby. However, she wishes that she was.
Just after the video she heard the classroom door swing open and slam shut, "I knew you would be in here" colby said walking over making sure the door was locked. "Whyd you lock the door?" Chloe asked colby glancing at him, "everyone is following me and I need to ask you for a favor" colby looked almost desperate.
"Let me guess, you want me to be your fake girlfriend?" Chloe asked him not daring to look up from her book, "wha- how did yo- um.. yeah. Only if your ok with that obviously I'm not gonna push you to do it" colby said rubbing the back of his neck. "I guess I could do that, after all I do kinda owe you for always sticking up for me against the bullies" chloe said putting the bookmark in her book before placing the book into her bag. "So how do you wanna walk outta here? holding hands? Linked arms? Arm around my shoulders?" Chloe asked colby standing up right infront of him looking up at him as she was only 5'2, chloe thought.
Curse colby and his tallness.
Colby immediately answered. "What ever your comfortable with" chloe nodded in thought before putting on her bag and grabbing colbys face, kissing his cheek. "To make them think there was another reason for the door being locked, you want them to really buy into this don't you?" Chloe grabbed Colby's hand and pulled him over to the door, unlocking it and opening it to see Amber being up front of the crowd. "Can I help you Amber?" Chloe said.
"Yeah you stole my man" Amber scoffed. Chloe hummed in agreement for a second before turning to colby. "Ok, baby if you want to date Amber go to her, if you want to stay with me then come to me" chloe walked over to Amber standing slightly to her right. Colby started walking towards Amber before moving completely over to chloe laughing, pulling chloe into a hug burying his face in her neck. "I guess it decided Amber, he can date whoever he wants. Oh, he wasn't your man. Never was" chloe grabbed colbys hand again pulling him away from the crowd of people.
"You did good back there, with the faking" colby said chuckling. In all honesty chloe forgot she was faking, or at least was meant to be faking. She really did want colby to chose her, she always had.
"Can we just get out of here I got 2 free periods next" colby asked chloe walking towards the school parking lot towards his car, chloe just nodded before saying. "Can we go to our spot please?" Colby nodded, as he got into the drivers seat and chloe climbed into the passengers seat.
A/n I know these are short chapters but I'm a night owl and well it's 4:24am for me in England and I'm still awake haha. Anyway hope you liked this short chapter.
#colby brock imagine#colby brock#sam golbach#colby brock smut#colby brock x reader#sam and colby#sam golbach imagine#sam golbach x reader#sam golbach story#sam golbach smut
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maybe i am just not enough- Thomas Shelby
based of the song ‘I’m not the only one’ by sam smith.
summary- you’re engaged to tommy but he still has unfinished business with grace.
warnings- vvvvv angsty. grace
you and tommy have been together for a few years. you live in a beautiful home and everything you ask for, you get. on paper, it seems like you are living the dream however, in reality, everything feels so empty. you met tommy just after grace left for america after they had found out she was a spy. you had just moved to small heath and had seen an ad for a job as a secretary at his betting shop. at first, he was extremely stand offish. you couldn’t seem to do anything without receiving suspicious looks or strange questions. you didn’t understand it until another secretary there had told you all about grace. eventually, he seemed to dial down the glares abit and it lead to small conversations here and there. this lead to longer conversations in restaurants and eventually a proposal. in the beginning of your official relationship, there was no doubt in your mind that tommy loved you. he showed it in any way a man like him could. however, after a year of being together he started to distance himself. it was impossible to understand what was going through your fiancés mind. one day, you walked into his office without knocking and found him staring at an envelope.
“hello sweetheart. what’s this?” you asked him, curiosity deep in your tone.
“a letter” he shrugged.
“well yes i can see that. but why are you staring at it like the second you open it you’ll set on fire” you chuckled.
“because it’s my past. the past is no longer my concern”
“well read it tomorrow, i have a surprise for tonight” you smiled sitting in his lap.
“yeah? and what’s that?” he asked with a smirk.
“i am going to cook us some food, and then you’ll see. so get your arse up and let’s go” you pulled him up by his arms and started dragging him out of his office.
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the distance only seemed to get more as the days went on. it was 1 week until you’re wedding and you wanted to make sure he really wanted this before you and him were officially married.
“tommy?” you asked him from the couch in his office.
“what?” he grunted
“why are you being so distant?” you decided to just bite the bullet.
“not now y/n” he shook you off and went back to his work.
“i just need to know. the wedding is in a week” you reminded him.
“y/n. i said not now” he warned.
“well then when are we going to have this conversation?” you really needed an answer.
“never” he sharply replied before getting up to get a glass of whiskey.
“thomas” you warned.
“y/n” he deadplanned.
“im not marrying a man that won’t communicate”
“then don’t.” he shot his whiskey back. this made you gasp.
“are you being serious?”
“y/n if you don’t want to marry me then don’t” he looked you in the eye.
“im not the one doubting the wedding, you are” you answered back.
“what the fuck made you think that aye?”
“YOU thomas. you’ve barely looked at me this past week never mind have a conversation with me” you could feel tears welling up but you were not about to cry infront of him. “do you really want to marry me thomas? no riddles, no changing the subject, be honest” you asked him.
“ofcourse i do y/n. it’s just been a stressful week that’s all” his eyes softened and he walked round his deck to give me a hug.
“are you sure? now is your only chance to get out of it without having your suits set on fire” you warned him.
he laughed at that. “im positive” he kissed you. “by the way, i’m heading off to ada’s in london for the evening tomorrow” he told you.
“okay but be safe. can’t be a widow before i’m even married” you hugged him.
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it was the day of your wedding and you were anxiously waiting for polly to help you get your dress on.
“oh there you are. thought i had been stood up” you laughed trying to joke.
“y/n sit down” she said with a straight face and sympathetic eyes.
“okay” your furrowed your brows in confusion. “polly what’s going on?”
“we can’t find tommy” she blurted out.
“what do you mean you can’t find tommy? is he okay? i told him not to do any business last night before i left. did something happen?” you asked with concern laced in your voice.
“no it’s uhm- it’s nothing like that. john rang me. he told me that they were having a whiskey before they set off here when tommy just stormed out. they assumed he’d be here but he’s not showed up” she rushed out.
“well you need to send people to find him. god knows what’s happened to him.” you said with your eyes watering.
“we will y/n i promise we will. for now go home and wait for the phone. we will ring you if we find anything” she pulled you in for a hug and kissed your forehead.
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you were sat at home worried out of your mind. you kept staring at the phone as if it would randomly start ringing. it must of worked because the 147th time you stared, it finally rang. you ran to the phone almost slipping about 6 times.
“hello. what’s happening?” you said out of breath.
“y/n”
“oh thomas thank god. are you alright?”
“i couldn’t do it y/n”
“do what?” you asked.
“marry you.” he whispered. you’re heart split in two.
“that’s okay. we can get married another time i know things have been stress-“
“no y/n. i cant marry YOU.” he sternly said.
“tommy can you just come home and we can talk about it?”you asked him, hoping that whatever you say in person was enough to change his mind.
“yes.”
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after half an hour of pacing and crying, he walking through the front door. you went to go and hug him but he held his hand in front of him. “don’t y/n. because in about 15 minutes your going to hate me. you’re not even going to be able to look at me” he said shakily, walking towards his office and gesturing you to follow him.
once you were in his office he sat on the couch and you followed suit.
“tommy what’s going on?” you asked him with tears in your eyes.
“i slept with grace” he whispered. you felt like your whole world stopped spinning.
“i love her. she loves me-“
“stop”
“i want to marry her-“
“tommy stop” you warned.
“i couldn’t imagine a life without her-“
“THOMAS STOP JUST STOP” you screamed.
it went dead silent for 3 minutes whilst you were trying to process the information. you felt numb.
“i fucking knew it” you turned to look at him.
“i told you to tell me the truth. i practically begged for the truth. you told me you wanted this” you pleaded.
“i know. i thought i did. when i went to london, i was actually meeting up with her. i had every intention of getting her hopes up and then telling her that i had moved on-that i had found you and that me and you were getting married in 6 days”
“then what changed” you asked him. tears streaming down your face.
“everything. i looked into her eyes and remembered how i always loved her eyes. and then i remembered how much i loved her. so i took her out, had a great time and then slept with her” he put his head down in shame.
“and you couldn’t tell me before i was about to put my dress on. you couldn’t tell me the day after” you shook you’re head at him. “tommy i thought you’d been fucking hurt” you raised your tone.
“what the fuck is wrong with you. you’re a fucking coward” you sobbed.
“y/n-“ he put his hand on your shoulder.
“if you want to keep your hand thomas i highly suggest that you move it” this made him sigh and move his hand instantly. you put your head in your hands.
“what the fuck am i supposed to do. where the fuck am i suppost to live. i sold my fucking house” you hysterically cried into your hands.
“i spoke to pol. she said you can stay with her until you find a job” he replied to you.
“you want me out so quickly. is she moving in?” you took your face away from your hands and looked at him. in reply, he cringed.
“oh my god she is. fucking hell tommy, the sheets are still warm. this was supposed to be our house. we were supposed to have children here and redecorate” you humourlessly laughed.
“im sorry y/n” he looked sincere.
“no you’re not. if you were you would have told me the day you came home instead of pretending that all was fine. you would not have let me embarrass myself by entering that church knowing you had no intention of waiting for me at the end of the isle. and you most certainly would not have kicked me out to let her move in” you shook your head in disbelief. “this is ridiculous. un-fucking-believable” you whispered under your breath before turning to look at him.
“there’s nothing i can do to make you want me more than her is there?” you looked into his eyes.
he hesitantly shook his head. “no” he whispered.
“maybe i’m just not enough” you let a tear pour down your face.
#Spotify#peaky blinder imagine#tommy shelby angst#grace shelby#peaky blinders imagines#shelby imagine#thomas shelby#tommy shelby#tommy shelby imagines#tommy shelby x f!reader#peaky#peaky blinders
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𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑢𝑠.
pairing: jacob custos x fem!reader
warnings: strong language
song inspiriation: im not the only one by sam smith
word count: 602
back to hackett’s quarry for another summer of fun.
i had my headphones in the whole car journey there but could still all of the loud voices beside me. kaitlyn and dylan argued about something stupid had knocked into my side.
my eyes skimmed over the trees we drove past - feeling a bit motion sick i looked back into the packed car to lock eyes with the last person i wanted to see.
jacob. surprisingly we used to be the best of friends but that soon flipped around when i realised he fucked me over so he could screw emma.
as i had thought back to all the times we had hung out together it really didn’t surprise me now, the subtle but obvious touches, him always being by her side, him making excuse after an excuse as we had made plans together.
yes, yes i know what you’re gonna say. y/n why didn’t you see that? that’s so obvious! blah. blah. blah.
it’s kind of hard to see someone’s a walking red flag when i’m wearing rose tinted glasses isn’t it?
i was deeply falling for that boy and i thought he had felt the same about me since we had spent every waking minute together, i obviously found that out a little too late.
we had finally arrived back at the camp really early in the day so we had more than enough time to set up. i went off to one of the cabins near the radio shack, setting my stuff and a few of the necessities as i heard the door slam shut.
turning around to be face to face with jacob.
“we need to talk.”
i scoffed at his empty words and carried on with my tasks at hand. he stood in the same spot as when he had walked in, just watching me do things before trying to speak again.
“we really need to put this behind us dude, like i miss you, don’t you miss me? miss us?”
my back was facing away from him. stopping fluffing the campers’ pillows. “you have some fucking nerve walking in here talking about some what? comfort? empathy? something to make you sleep better at night since emma didn’t want your sorry ass?”, jacob looked at his feet in response.
“no c’mon jacob. wanna fuck around with me a bit more, huh?”
“y-you know it wasn’t like that y/n!” i went to walk around him to the exit of the cabin, done with his obvious bullshit. that’s when he grabbed my arm, him with the upper hand with his clear strength advantage. it was no use.
tears filled my eyes as i struggled, “i can’t believe you! i can’t believe you’d come back and do this to me again.” i stopped flailing my arm and started to push at his chest.
“i hate you.” my strong jabs soon turned weak as my sobbing became stronger - i fell and bawled into his chest and he just stood and took it, soon catching my fragile figure.
after a couple of minutes of standing in that position the brunette spoke, “im so sorry. i really am, i never meant to hurt you.” with that said realisation kicked in and i pushed myself away from him, taking a small glance in his direction.
“i loved you.”
he was looking back at me with a pained expression, i honestly couldn’t careless on how he felt in that moment of time.
i gathered myself before walking out the door to the others, he did not think to stop me again, but when he did turn around to do so the door had slammed in his face.
i know i’m not the only one...
#Jacob custos#Jacob custos x reader#jacob custos imagine#jacob custos imagines#jacob custos oneshot#jacob custos oneshots#jacob custos fanfic#jacob custos fanfics#jacob custos x you#imagine#imagines#oneshot#oneshots#the quarry#the quarry fanfic#the quarry fanfics#the quarry imagine#the quarry imagines#the quarry x reader#the quarry x you#x reader#x you#jacob custos angst#angst
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Unholy (Drabble
Pairings: Damian Priest x Reader
Word Count: 768
Description: Sometimes unholy things happen at the club.
Massive thanks to @new-zealand-chic for beta reading for me.
Inspired by Sam Smith’s Unholy
Warning: Mentions cheating idk if that needs a warning or not.
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The dimly lit strip club was once more full of customers the same way it was every night. The only difference tonight was a bunch of them were wearing costumes. The club’s Halloween party was in full swing. It was a bit more packed then usual since everyone wanted to experience the good time, had by all. Bálor’s Den was known for its kick ass parties.
Looking around you noticed a bunch of the regulars, some newbies, nut nothing that really caught your attention. At least not until he walked into the club.
He was a regular at the club, and normally everything about him screamed money and sex, every girl wanted to be the one chosen to dance for him. Maybe even get a little something on the side afterwards. But just like every Saturday night he came in, walked over to the manager and requested a private room. And just like every Saturday the manager motions for you to head to his room and holds up four fingers.
This ritual had been going on for months now, you’d managed to get a few words out of him here and there. You knew his name was Damian, he owned his own company and thanks to that ring on his finger you knew he was married.
How a man could come here and watch a stranger strip and dance when he had a spouse at home was beyond you. But hey as long as you were getting paid, not to mention he was the sexiest man you had ever laid eyes on. You didn’t mind.
Making your way down the dark hallway you take the employee door into room four. Walking to the music system you tap your nails against the stand as you search for a good song. Something a little spicy.
Finally settling on one of your favorites you walk out to the pole from behind the curtain and begin your dance. Most of the light was focused on the stage while the room was dark, much like the rest of the club it helped give that mysterious effect. You could feel Damian’s eyes following your every movement as your hips swayed to the music.
Slowly you strip out of your costume, your movements smooth and perfected to leave them wanting more. Glancing up from under your lashes you see Damian sat back in the chair, legs spread as a tumblr of alcohol sat in his right hand. He wore a mask and had a cloak wrapped around his shoulders.
As the song picks up, so does your movements, you climb up the pole doing the new dance routine you’d been practicing.
Damian’s eyes followed your every move, his expression never changing. As your first set finished you decided to change things up. You pull a single chair up onto the stage and make a come hither motion towards him with your finger. Smirking at the invitation Damian climbs up and at your motion for him to sit in the chair he does.
When the next song starts you begin dancing up close and personal. Normally you had a no touching rule but for once you wanted to know what those large hands would feel like against your skin.
‘A lucky, lucky girl
She got married to a boy like you
She'd kick you out if she ever, ever knew
Bout all the- you tell me that you do
Dirty, dirty boy
You know everyone is talkin' on the scene’
You had picked this song specifically, as you danced Damian’s hands would occasionally slide over your body. When the second verse comes on he pulls you onto his lap and holds you there. His nose skimming along your neck causing a shiver to run through you.
“Does your wifey know you come to this unholy place and indulge in sin?”
You ask softly but loud enough that he could hear you. A chuckle left Damian as he grabbed your chin turning your head to bring your gaze to his.
“I’ve done nothing wrong, not indulged in the flesh displayed here. I haven’t taken another woman home or to a hotel. I simply…enjoy the dancing.”
“Well then why don’t you invite her?”
“Because she’s at home with the kids, besides why would I want her to know my dirty little secrets?”
“And what secrets are that? Just you coming to a strip club?
You gasp as he pulls your legs apart, his hand sliding across your stomach as he kisses your shoulder.
“No, the other is you.”
He whispers before capturing your lips in a hot lingering kiss.
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Brienne turned, and saw a ghost.
Renly. No hammerblow to the heart could have felled her half so hard. "My lord?" she gasped.
"Lord?" The boy pushed back a lock of black hair that had fallen across his eyes. "I'm just a smith." He is not Renly, Brienne realized. Renly is dead. Renly died in my arms, a man of one-and-twenty. This is a only a boy. A boy who looked as Renly had, the first time he came to Tarth. No, younger. (Brienne, AFFC)
"My friend Terro says you dress above your station. Are you some great lord, to wear the black?"
Sam wanted to run, but if he did was like to trip over his own swordbelt. Do not touch your sword, he told himself. Even a finger on the hilt might be enough for one or the other of the bravos to take as a challenge. He tried to think of words that might appease them. "I'm not—" was all he managed.
"He is not a lord," a child's voice put in. "He's in the Night's Watch, stupid. From Westeros." A girl edged into the light, pushing a barrow full of seaweed; a scruffy, skinny creature in big boots, with ragged unwashed hair. (Samwell, AFFC)
im obsessed with this dialogue parallel, but also with the contrast between arya defending sam from a couple of thugs who want to hurt him, but gendry the outlaw helping to deliver brienne to be hung by a ruthless zombie. brienne almost instantly clocks gendry as one of roberts bastards, but sam is totally unaware “cat” is actually his best friends little sister.
"I brought supper." She opened the cloth for him to see.
"If I wanted food, I would have eaten some."
"A smith needs to eat to keep his strength up."
"Are you my mother?"
The girl gestured at the barrow. "You can have the last clams if you want. It's dark, no one will buy them now. Are you sailing to the Wall?"
"To Oldtown." Sam took one of the baked clams and wolfed it down. "We're between ships." The clam was good. He ate another.
and arya offers sam food which he gratefully accepts, but when brienne brings food out to gendry he rudely rejects the food and insults brienne.
#asoiaf nonsense#gendrya#sam and bri:#look at this gross unwashed child lol#grrm thought i wouldnt notice him emphasizing gendrys youth but i did
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JM Wlive 10 Feb 2023
cr./ to the creators of the media used by me in this post.
Where do we start?
Maybe with JM starting his live at 19:01 or 7:01 pm.
If numbers are your thing, well we get them here with the 1 and 9 and by using both 19:01 and 7:01 we can get the 11/8.
Just a little fun. Intentional or not.
So, what did we have in the 1:40 hr. live?
JM came to us with another arts and crafts live. I think that having that distraction, literally doing something with his hands, puts him at ease, which makes it easier for him to navigate the live without a constant need to look into the camera or even the comments.
JM starts off by telling us his album is on it's way, probably to be released in March.
This out today:
JM also hinted to look forward to something coming today, and et voila, we had his TikTok dance clip drop.
JM gave us something to not only dream about but also, just maybe, to actually look forward to:
..."wait a little..."
Just how little, is the question that comes to mind. Lol.
Is it something new, the dating requests? Or is it just a JK and JM new thing not only answering the question but also answering it similarly?
JM:
and:
JK:
JM was asked about his fighting with Tae.
Nothing or no one to fight over. Disappointing to some?
JM was also asked about Jin, whom he referred to as cool, and like JK, he confirmed that Jin is doing ok and at times is in touch with them in their group chat.
JM being the usual sweetheart that he is:
JM talked a bit about Sachwita and Yoongi, how well he's doing and how he hopes he will appear on the show when his album comes out.
Someone asked JM if he can motivate them:
We got a lot of JM mentioning JK, telling us stories involving JK, starting with thinking he saw JK's name in the comments.
JK didn't comment, but I can just imagine him sitting at home watching JM's live:
going all:
Same here JK. Same here.
Some of the songs we got during the live:
Vibe
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Astronaut
Euphoria
And we know how JM looked out for JK during his Euphoria rehearsals and performances.
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And we were lucky to get JM singing Euphoria too.
JM was watching the Euphoria MV
and talked about how well everyone did and how cold it was while filming.
That that
So, this was the cute/teasing version JM's talking about?
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Lauv
Ok, so we all know they love Lauv's songs. Past and present. JK was singing Never not going to the loo in his live, lol. While JM had Better than this going in his live.
Flower works
Both JK and JM had Flower works going during their lives (respecting their hyungs doing their songs during their lives).
JM mentioned JK once more while talking about multitasking. I tell you, this man has JK on his brain.
JM made a couple of flowers to add to his previous lego flowers and then moved on to create a Valentine's teddy.
End product - Valentine's bear minus a nose, lol. Funny pick for someone who doesn't think much or care for that day.
I want to almost end my post with Sam Smith's Unholy.
Cause peeps, all claims that Jikook don't know the actual song (well, it was a claim made about JK, but same same to me), they don't hold water. Unholy clearly on JM's playlist. When it came on I was rofl. Literally.
What did we have there?
We had Unholy on JM's playlist.
We had JM's giggle as it came on, and then knowing that Jungkookie sang it in his live.
We had JM turning it off perhaps, so Jiminie-like, but then also continuing to hum it, lol.
So either he watched the live, either live or after, or he's on sm and saw posts about it or he heard about it from the horse's mouth?
And talking about Jungkookie...kind of felt JM had a hard case of Jungkookie on the brain during this live, the amount of times he mentions him, the way his whole face lights up, and the smile on his face... beautiful.
Finally, just for fun and giggles, but also a warm fuzzy feeling, let's end this post with just under 30 seconds of JK and JM mentioning the other in their lives:
I'm finalising my post after JK's boxing workout Wlive we are all gushing about.
Now I need to go count how many times JM's name was mentioned in that one and we need someone with good editing skills (not me) to go add those to this clip, which at just under 30 seconds doesn't even start to come close to the amount of times these two have mentioned each other in their last lives, all while the other isn't even there in the room with them, even when the other isn't even commenting in their live either (JM).
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