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toomuchracket · 2 months

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you're the only thing that's going on in my mind (d word matty x reader smut)

cocky mean d word matty post-show on glasgow night 1 because i left that gig Fucked Up (see below pic that i took). canon, so girly is pregnant at this point. he goes a bit simpy at the end, but... fork found in kitchen. VERY slutty. enjoy! <3

“what the fuck are you two doing here?” matty's voice - loud, so as to be heard over the people outro - and face are aghast as he exits b stage to find you and mrs mac, the two of you standing in front of the security line at the back. “couldn't believe my eyes when i saw you lurking from up there.”

“well, we do work here,” comes the reply from beside you.

you laugh, leaning back to stretch slightly before cradling your bump. “and the baby wanted to be up close and personal for the final song. she’s her father's daughter, after all.”

“jesus christ,” matty shakes his head, but the little smile on his face is unmissable. he steps close to you so ross and adam can get out, pressing a quick kiss to the bump before pulling you into his bare chest. “wasn't just the baba that wanted to see me there, though, was it?”

“hmm?” you look up at your boyfriend, a smirk on his pretty face.

“don't act clueless, sweetheart,” matty slings an arm around your shoulders as you both start walking back to the main stage, leaning to speak in your ear. “saw the way you were looking at me the whole time. and the way you crossed your legs when i opened my shirt - that was for you, by the way. wanted to see how you'd react.”

you can feel your cheeks burning. “was it… a good reaction?”

matty laughs, not unkindly, and kisses your cheek. “oh, baby, you're such a fucking sub,” he coos in your ear. “of course it was a good reaction; the sexiest woman in the world’s all turned on and needy for me. s'hot as fuck.”

“you're hot as fuck.”

“too fucking right,” your boyfriend holds out his free hand and brushes it against some of the waiting palms of the crowd, still leaning in to talk to you. “look at them, how excited they are, how happy. look what i fucking did to them, did for them. me.”

“no one else,” you all but breathe, shuffling even closer to him. “just you.”

matty hums, leading you through behind the stage and pulling you into a darkened alcove. his lips are on yours almost immediately, tongue slipping into your mouth and making you whine. “you're fucking desperate for me, aren't you, princess?”

fuck.

“yeah,” you whimper against him. “want you to fuck me.”

matty groans into your mouth, pulling back to hold your jaw. he smirks. “nah.”

you blanch. “what?”

“you don't understand? fuck's sake,” matty rolls his eyes. “no. i don't want to fuck you right now.”

“but…” you feel your lip trembling.

“good girls don’t say but, do they?”

you blink, looking sheepishly at the ground. “no, daddy. m'sorry.”

“that's better,” matty strokes your cheek. “now, instead of us running off because you're needy, i want us to go and celebrate with everyone, because i think i deserve to be celebrated - you agree, don’t you?”

you nod.

“good girl,” matty smiles, a smile that widens when you perk up at the praise. “if you're good enough at the afterparty, then i'll fuck you. understand?”

you nod again.

“words, princess.”

“yes, daddy. i understand.”

matty kisses you again. “let's go, then, gorgeous.”

and thus begins the most tedious ninety minutes of your life.

it wouldn't actually be a bad night if you weren't so worked up, you think - everyone's in good spirits, pleased with how well the show went, and the room is soundtracked by a cacophony of laughs and excited tones. you try your best to get involved in the conversations with your friends, all of them interjecting with their favourite moments of the show, but your focus is so elsewhere that you end up just sitting back and nursing your soda and lime.

elsewhere being your boyfriend, working his way around the conversations in the room and soaking up the compliments like a cat in a patch of sunlight. he's too busy preening to have made a dent in his pint, but he's as animated as he is when he's tipsy; there's a permanent smirk etched on his face as he incessantly talks, and the combination of that and his almost-unbuttoned shirt has you clenching. you don't want to look away from him at all, but god knows what else might happen if he catches you staring at him so openly, so lustfully, teeth biting your straw to beyond the point of use just to stay sane. best to keep your head down every time he turns his in your direction.

it shoots straight up when he speaks from right beside you, though, squatting to take your hand and talk to you. “fancy some air, darling?”

finally.

“yes please,” you reply, biting your tongue to stop yourself grinning too widely.

matty knows how excited you are, though. as soon as you get into the empty hallway, he pulls you in for a sweet hug, but the relief you feel from him touching you is somewhat overshadowed by the way he laughs in your ear.

“what is it?” you lean back just enough to look at him, your brow furrowed.

“you're just so fucking needy,” matty shakes his head, still giggling. “you thought i was getting you alone so we could get each other off, didn't you?”

“i- no.”

“well, good. because that's not what's happening.”

you feel your shoulders slump slightly. “okay.”

“i'll tell you why, but i need to ask you something serious first,” one of his hands caresses the bump. “you're not tired, are you? or sore at all?”

“no, i'm alright.”

matty tuts. “so why are you sitting in there moping, princess?”

your jaw drops. “i am not fucking moping.”

“less of the backchat,” your boyfriend says sternly. “and yes, you are, sitting there looking at the floor and not talking to anybody. told you to be good, remember?”

“i am being good!”

“what did i just say, princess?” matty holds your jaw; not painfully, but firmly enough that you can't look away from him. he looks fuming. “keep answering back like that, and you won't cum for a week. you're already on thin fucking ice as it is, after the way you acted in there. sitting silently just waiting for me to stop celebrating my night so i can fuck you - what a brat you are. a needy little brat.”

you'd be lying if you said his words didn't send a burst of heat straight between your legs. but still, you're curious as to where matty's newfound dominance has come from. “why are you being so mean to me tonight?”

he smirks. “because, darling, you asked me to. remember?”

oh, fuck. a memory crosses your mind, hazy with post-sex fog, matty's jaw dropping when you shyly say you wouldn't mind him being meaner in bed with you, whenever he felt up to it. “ah…”

“you do remember!,” matty looks satisfied. “that's good, because i'm feeling very selfish tonight. in the mood to be… worshipped, i'd say. have someone else do all the work. how's that sound, princess?”

“so good,” you whine. and it does - you'd do anything to touch him right now. “i'll do it now, daddy, if s’what you want.”

“bet you fucking would, gorgeous,” matty's hands trail down your body, across the bump, and back up over your tits. “so desperate for daddy to fill you up again, even though i've already done it. never enough for you, is it?”

you shake your head. “never. need you all the time.”

“greedy girl,” matty grins. “but it's actually hot that you need me so much. just wish you were better behaved about it.”

you nod. “i will be, daddy, promise.”

“prove it,” his thumb pulls your lower lip down. “take what i give you, and you'll get what you want if you keep being good while i finish my pint, yeah?”

“yes, daddy.”

“there's my girl,” matty smiles, and you glow. “now - open.”

you oblige, dropping your jaw so your boyfriend can spit into your open mouth; he opens his to tell you to swallow, but you've already done it before he takes a breath to speak. he groans, rubbing his thumb over your lips and smiling when you suck the tip. “that's more like it. good.”

“thank you, daddy.”

“you're welcome, princess,” matty presses a quick kiss to your lips before pulling you into a hug and murmuring in your ear. “colours still apply tonight, sweetheart, as always - you want to stop at any point, just say the word. you're alright now, though, aren't you?”

“yeah. all green here,” you whisper into matty's ear in return. “i love you.”

“i love you, too,” a kiss to your cheek, and matty leans back. the smirk has reappeared on his pretty face. “m'excited to fucking ruin you later.”

“please.”

your boyfriend kisses you again, taking your bottom lip between his teeth and dragging it to release. “half an hour. best behaviour, you hear me?”

you nod enthusiastically. “i hear you, daddy.”

“alright. let's go back in, then.”

matty takes your hand and leads you back into the room of your friends, helping you to get comfy on one of the sofas before slotting in beside you. he's as self-assured as he was earlier, but your attraction to that is more manageable now that he's actually touching you - a hand on your thigh, lazily drawing patterns into your trouser leg - and you know you only have to endure another thirty minutes until he takes you back to the hotel.

as it turns out, that time flies by, so much so that you're almost surprised by matty leaning in to tell you it's time to go. you nod, and he kisses your head before standing and helping you up.

“is that the two of you on your way?” mrs mac jumps up to hug you, patting the bump affectionately. “take it easy tonight, love. s'been a long day.”

“yeah, i will,” you smile. liar.

“take care of her, healy.”

“oh, i will,” matty smiles. not a lie. “night, everyone.”

after the chorus of well done agains and goodbyes dies down, matty leads you to the waiting car. the journey back is quick, and quiet, the only sounds the humming of the engine and the noises from the late-night glasgow revellers you pass. in fact, aside from thanking the driver, matty's silent the whole time until you get into the room; only once the door closes behind you does he speak, leaning down to whisper in your ear as he takes your coat from you. “colour?”

“green.”

“good. in that case - clothes off, on the bed, legs open. now. and don't even think about touching yourself.”

you're actually thankful of the order, because you're so wet that your underwear is starting to become uncomfortable. with a “yes, daddy” and a sloppy kiss, you practically sprint to the bedroom of the suite, kicking off your trainers as soon as you open the door and pulling down your jumpsuit so quickly you wouldn't be surprised if you ripped it. you chuck it onto the chair in the corner of the room, and your lingerie follows suit before you climb onto the bed as instructed, waiting as patiently as possible for matty.

he wanders in a couple of minutes later, can of coke in hand, and leans against the doorframe. the shirt he was wearing has disappeared, and you can't quite decide if you'd rather look at his chest or his smirking face. “can see how fucking wet you are from here, princess. jesus,” matty says, wandering over to you and looking hungrily at your soaked cunt. without warning, he brings his hand down harshly onto it; you yelp, and feel another gush to your core. matty giggles and repeats the motion, and the same thing happens. “you little slut, liking when i slap your pussy. dirty, dirty girl.”

slightly sickeningly, you don't think you've ever been so turned on in your life. all you can do is whimper as your boyfriend continues to slap your cunt, the noises turning to cries whenever he makes contact with your clit, and then to little mewls as he drags his fingers up and down your slit with a “so messy, princess, i think we need to clean you up.”

sighing with relief, you spread your legs even wider so that matty can comfortably get his head between them - you're surprised (and disappointed), then, when he holds a hand out and says “get up, and follow me”. but you oblige, of course, like the good girl you know you are despite what matty says and thinks. when he nudges you into the shower and takes the rest of his clothes off, you perk up slightly, and even more so when he removes the showerhead from the wall and kneels. “spread your pussy for me.”

fuck.

you oblige, but you must look terrified, because matty's eyes fill with concern. he strokes your thigh comfortingly. “colour, sweetheart?”

taking a deep breath, you reply in a shaky voice. “green.”

he doesn't seem convinced. “you're sure?”

“yeah. honest.”

“well, alright,” he presses a kiss to your thigh. “hold onto me if you need, yeah?”

“okay, daddy. thank you.”

“of course,” matty sits back on his knees. his face changes again. “now… let me clean my dirty girl up.”

aiming the showerhead at the floor, he reaches up to turn the water on, testing it with his free hand and adjusting the temperature dial accordingly. suddenly, with no warning, warm streams of water hit your clit; your jaw drops, and it takes everything in you to stop your legs doing the same. “oh my god.”

“tell me how it feels.”

“it's - shit - so fucking good, daddy,” you pant, eyes rolling back with pleasure, jaw shaking slightly. matty turns the water pressure up a notch, and you gasp. “fuck!”

matty hums. “d'you wanna cum?”

“yeah.”

“well, too bad,” all of a sudden, the water stops. you wail at the loss of stimulation on your clit, and matty scoffs. “what are you being like that for? thought you wanted me to fill you up again. you're telling me you don't want to cum on my dick?”

your legs nearly give out. “no, i do,” you whimper. “please, daddy, need you inside me.”

“hmm,” matty tilts his head, squinting at you. he sighs. “alright. you're doing all the work, mind you,” he stands and takes your hand again, before leading you to stand in front of the sink. “come on, princess. hands on the counter - wanna look at myself while you get me off.”

it's infuriating how hot you find your boyfriend’s arrogance - or, it would be, if you could think about anything other than the feeling of him brushing up against your waiting cunt. the desire spilling out of you isn’t helped in the slightest by the way matty’s eyes are locked onto his own reflection, as he moves and flexes and runs his hands through his hair and across his face.

god, he's fucking gorgeous.

and he knows it. “fucking look at me,” matty says - to nobody in particular, given that you're both already staring at his reflection. “no fucking wonder the crowd reacted the way they did tonight,” he laughs, tilting his head and opening his mouth slightly. “could've had any one of them, i reckon. bet everyone wished they could have me, just like this.”

envy draws your cheeks in. the thought of matty fucking someone else in your place sends a bolt of rage into your stomach, firing up your throat and shooting from your lips as a snarl. good girl be damned. “well, they fucking can't.”

matty meets your eyes in the mirror and smirks. “no?”

“no,” you grip the counter so hard your knuckles go white. “you're mine. besides, none of them could fucking take you like i do.”

he laughs. “oh, you're being a bitch. i like it.”

“just being honest, daddy.”

“well, show me how you take it, then,” with one hand, matty lines himself up with your hole; the other weaves itself into your hair, forcing you to keep looking in the mirror. “give me all you've got, you fucking bitch.”

you smile, saccharine. “yes, daddy,” slowly straightening your arms, you moan in harmony with your boyfriend as he fills you up. “fuck.”

once you've taken a second to get used to the feeling of matty inside you, you bend your arms and pull yourself almost completely off him, before slamming back with no warning and watching in satisfaction as matty's jaw drops. “shit, princess,” he groans, steadying himself against the wall with his free hand as you repeat the movement, over and over. “yeah, you're fucking right - only you, my girl, only you can take me so fucking well. perfect fucking pussy, perfect fucking girl.”

you beam at the praise - matty notices, and laughs. “you like it when i tell you how good you are at taking my dick? little slut. but it's true. fucking built for this, weren't you? for me to fuck you and fill you up? you must be, to be so fucking greedy - already knocked you up and you still want my cum. fucking desperate,” he pulls you by the hair so your back is against his chest, bringing his other hand to your hip to use as leverage to fuck you even faster than you were already moving. “but i fucking love it. i fucking love you.”

“love you so much,” you whine, throwing an arm back and hooking it around matty's neck. “fuck, look at you. so fucking hot.”

“and all yours,” matty whispers in your ear, making you smile. his lips drop to your neck as he speeds up his thrusts, but his eyes never leave your reflection. he groans. “look at you, princess, my beautiful girl. all full of me. and those fucking tits - love them always, but i'm gonna fuckin miss the way they look right now when you're not pregnant anymore.”

“easy fix,” you giggle. “you'll just have to knock me up again.”

even if matty's hips didn't speed up impossibly more at your words, the noise he makes in response is almost enough to get you off. “i'll fucking do it, princess, if that's what you want. i'd do anything for you.”

“make me cum?”

“if you say the magic word.”

“please, daddy?”

he smiles, pressing a kiss to the side of your head and his fingers onto your clit; you moan as soon as they make contact, which only spurs matty on. “do it, then, princess. cum all over my fucking cock.”

your body reacts immediately to his command - all your muscles tighten and release, pleasure flowing through your nervous system and forcing a scream from your throat. matty groans as you grab hold of the counter again, the new angle letting him grab your hips and fuck recklessly into you, the syncopated rhythm a sure sign of his own imminent orgasm. “oh, fuck,” he whines, pulsing heat deep into your cunt and continuing to thrust into you. “fucking take it, princess, take it like the good little cumslut you are,” he stills inside you, still shaking from the aftershocks, resting his head on your shoulder.

after a minute of mutual heavy breathing, matty looks up, meeting your eyes and beaming at you in the mirror. “i'm fucking knackered. worth it, though.”

“mmm,” you lean on your elbow. “thank you for indulging me, baby.”

“of course,” matty kisses your shoulder. “and you're unbelievably sexy when you're possessive, by the way. i'm getting turned on just thinking about it.”

you put your head in your hands. “oh my god, no, i cannot go for another round right now. i love you, but i need to go to sleep.”

“no, i agree, don’t worry,” your boyfriend laughs. “can you reach the tap, sweetheart?”

“yeah.”

“run that blue washcloth under the water and chuck us it, then, please?” matty inches out of you carefully, taking the flannel from you with a kiss and kneeling behind you with a moan. “christ, i'll never get over this sight.”

you huff out a laugh, hissing when matty gently wipes the flannel over your core with an “i know, baby, i'm sorry”; you perk up a bit when he stands and helps you straighten up, cradling the bump from behind you. “i love you, darling,” he kisses you. “both my darlings, actually. you feeling alright?”

“just sleepy. s'been a long day,” you snuggle into him. “proud of you. grateful for you. love you.”

“back at you, sweetheart.”

#mads does writing #d word matty #matty healy fanfiction #matty healy fanfic #matty healy fic #matty healy smut #matty healy x reader #matty x reader #mads muses

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petersasteria · 1 month

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Nonsense - E.P.

Pairing: Evan Peters x SabrinaCarpenter!Reader Summary: You mentioned him in your Nonsense outro. Did he listen to it? What was his reaction? How can you confront him when he's standing right in front of you at an after-party? Warning/s: none (i think), super fluff and some flirtatious banter A/N: Y/N is still Y/N in this one. The reader is just Sab in a musical way, but in terms of looks and everything, it's all you, babes <3

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Ever since you started your career, you’ve had the biggest crush on Evan Peters. Your paths have yet crossed, but you hoped that day would come sooner. Recently, your song ‘Nonsense’ has gone viral and for all the right reasons. It was catchy, it was flirty, and it was relatable to anyone who’s feeling this type of way for their crush or partner. Needless to say, it was a hit. When you announced your tour, all your fans were hyped up because they knew you’d be singing that song. What they didn’t know was that you’d come up with outros for specific cities you’ll be going to.

When you arrived at St. Louis, Missouri, you were excited to perform. You’ve been there a few times and your fans from there have always been energetic and lively. When it was time to sing ‘Nonsense’, everyone cheered when they heard the intro. You were singing and dancing around and as you were nearing the end of the song, all your fans pulled out their phones and started filming. You smiled as you sang the outro:

This song catchier than chicken pox is

I bet your house is where my other sock is

Woke up this morning thought I’d write a pop hit

How quickly can you take your clothes off pop quiz

Everyone cheered before your improv outro. You chuckled a little before singing:

You guys are like family, not strangers

The crowd here in St. Louis are all lovers

My crush is from here, hello Evan Peters

As soon as everyone heard ‘Evan Peters’, your fans lost it. It immediately went viral. All your friends knew about your undying love for Evan Peters and they weren’t shocked when you confessed your love for him via concert. You, however, didn’t think much of it. After all, he’s such a big, big star. He also doesn’t have social media, so you were pretty confident that videos of you singing that verse won’t reach him.

But boy were you wrong. So wrong.

Somehow someone sent Evan the video and he found it entertaining and flattering. He thought it was the end of it, but of course he was asked about it at red carpet events and interviews. Every time he was asked about it, he’d always give a hearty laugh or a bright smile, and he’d say, “I find it flattering that I’m still qualified to be someone’s crush. It’s really cute and endearing.”

“Do you think there’s a chance for you and Y/N to date?” The interviewer would ask. He’d chuckle, shrug it off, and say something generic like, “Maybe.” or “Who knows, y’know? We never know what the future holds.”

Both of you went on with your careers until you finally met the man of your dreams at one event’s after party. You saw each other from afar and waved to each other. You took a deep breath and asked the bartender for another shot before taking it for liquid courage to approach your crush. Luckily for you, Evan was already on his way towards you. You turned around and were surprised to come face to face with him. He gave you a cute dimpled smile and said, “Hey, you’re Y/N Y/L/N, right? I recently learned that the verse you mentioned me in was actually improv. I’m very flattered.”

“Aww! It’s something I like to do in every city I’m in. When I realized I was performing in your hometown, I immediately changed the last line.” You said to him before flashing him a big smile.

“Oh, that’s so cool! Can I hear the original before the change?” He asked nicely.

“Oh, sure! It’s supposed to go: ‘you guys are like family, not strangers, the crowd here in St. Louis are all lovers, I don’t mind what they all say, fuck them haters’.” You sang to him.

“Hey, that’s good too! I’m obviously biased now that I’ve heard the one with my name in it.” Evan cheekily said.

You didn’t know what came over you (probably the alcohol in your system), but you had this sudden burst of flirting energy. You smiled at him flirtatiously and said, “I can always put your name in every outro I do.”

He caught on and raised an eyebrow, “Really?”

“Yeah, but you have to earn it.”

“How?” Evan asked with a cheeky grin. You were surprised at your back and forth flirting, but you liked it too much to stop.

“Well, we have to date, of course.” You said to him, smiling. He nodded with a bright smile before saying, “I mean I’d ask you out, but I’d have to hear another improv outro to convince me.”

“Is that so? Lucky for you, I’m a genius when it comes to that.” You grinned. You thought for a bit and sang:

This song catchier than chicken pox is

I bet your house is where my other sock is

Woke up this morning thought I’d write a pop hit

How quickly can you take your clothes off pop quiz

We are at the Oscars after party

I can be so flirty and so classy

If you date me I can show you dirty”

He looked impressed and gave you a dimpled grin and an applause. “That was amazing! So, when are you free?”

Your eyes widened. To be honest, you didn’t think he’d actually ask you out. You thought it was just playful flirting. Little did you know you already got his heart and attention. You intrigued him and he wanted more.

“Well, I’m free this week. I’ll go back on tour next week.” You told him as he nodded. He grabbed his phone to check the calendar and asked, “Does Thursday at 8pm sound good?” You frantically nodded and he chuckled at your reaction.

“Alright, Thursday it is, then. Can I ask one favor?”

“Anything for you, handsome.” You winked, making him blush.

“That outro you did… Can you sing it live on tour? I kinda wanna hear you sing about wanting me in front of a crowd.” Evan smirked. This man will be the death of you.

“Like I said, anything for you, handsome.” You grinned, exchanged numbers, and parted ways, not wanting anyone to bring attention to the both of you… not yet, at least.

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A/N: There'll be part 2 dw ;) hope y'all enjoyed this as much as I did writing it hihi

#evan peters #evan peters x reader #evan peters fic #evan peters fanfic #evan thomas peters #evan peters x y/n #evan peters x you #evan peters imagine #evan peters fanfiction

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f1-birb · 10 months

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BEST DAY OF MY LIFE | LandoLOG 027

"It's Silverstone race day, Sunday LandoLog day, which we have spontaneously decided to do because of coming off the back of a great day yesterday" ~ the fact he was like I feel so fantastic we get a LandoLog now

talking about being more nervous than he wants to be, but really looking forward to seeing his brother and sisters, his dad and grandparents all of them who he hasn't seen for a while before he finishes the drive in with "let's get cracking" and smacking the camera

as always, *smack smack*

the garage when Lando crosses the line P2 after it being so tense while he defended against Lewis was magical

one very, very, very proud Papa

Jose ~ "That was ok." Lando ~ "☺️ I hate you."

I just thought he looked so cute and cuddly as he posted on his socials

his little outro, how special the whole weekend made him feel, the good result, the fan support, how much he loves us 🥹

#landolog #lando norris #this one is so worth the watch #it's so sweet and i cried again when he crossed the line and got on the podium lol #birb watches

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daniel-profeta · 1 year

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top 10 songs of all time?

Changes everyday, but in no particular order some of my more consistent favorites are:

The front bottoms - Twin Sized Mattress

Car Seat headrest - Kimochi Warui *so many options here, but to pick one from this band...*

Tool - Lateralus

The Mountain Goats - Best Ever Death Metal Band Out of Denton

Phoebe Bridgers - I Know the End

Elliott Smith - King's Crossing

AJJ - People II The Reckoning

At this point I started to think harder about the songs that have meant the most to me throughout my life and as I've gotten older. For example, I like a lot of Bright Eyes songs more than First day, but that song has had way more impact on me. I play it all the time, the lyrics are permanently imprinted in my mind, and to me it's one of the most beautiful and vulnerable love songs ever written. With that in mind more and more "important" songs started coming to mind.

8. Alex G - Forever 9. Bright Eyes - First Day of My Life 10. Johnny Hobo - New Mexico Song

Now I have ten, that was easy.

Except...

I remembered that one Demarco song that makes me cry everytime I hear it. Got to include that. How many times have I listened to the Glow pt 2 during the summer? How could I leave off something from Porcupine Tree, the band that I once considered my favorite band of all time? So I kept going, through names and bands that I collect like emotional trophies, not wanting to leave anything out. They all mean so much, it's honestly pathetic. I used to hyperfixate on things like Zelda and Star Wars, then I found this shit and my brain chemistry has been altered ever since.

11. Mac Demarco - Moonlight on the River 12. Mitski - Texas Reznikoff 13. The Microphones - I Want the Wind to Blow 14. Pigeon Pit - Nights like These 15. Radiohead - Exit Music 16. The Crane Wives - Never Love an Anchor

Funny how quickly a song can feel like home. That Crane Wives song technically shouldn't even be here, I only heard it for the first time a few weeks ago. Yet maybe listening to it 30 times since qualifies it for consideration. Phoebe Bridgers has a lyric in one of her songs about wishing she had written something instead of the original artist, but she can't cause they said it first. So instead she'll learn their song and sing until the feverish inspired feeling fades away in a voyeuristic catharsis.

I think about that line constantly. Also quickly want to mention here that I'm more of an album guy. I try to listen to full records to try an experience the full piece of art the creator made. So while no song off The Downward Spiral is on my list of favorite songs, that was and is one of the most impactful albums to me as a teenager.

17. Porcupine Tree - Arriving Somewhere but not Here 18. XTC - Dear God 19. Wilco _ I am trying to break your heart 20. NIN - Burn 21. Lucy Dacus - Night Shift 22. Haley Heynderickx - Oom Sha La La 23. Swans - New Mind

Swans was hard, because there were a few songs that meant a lot to me. But ultimately there wasn't one more visceral or frankly more evil sounding than New Mind. Love the themes, love the singing style, love the backing yells, love the industrial outro, love the faint organ, love everything about that damn song.

The list kept getting longer, and for each song I was writing a paragraph to explain my choice lol. After the first like 15 I decided to stop doing that for the sake of your eyes and for risk of sounding redundant. But a major thing I love about some of these songs are how inspirational they are. Twin Sized Mattress, Denton Metal Band, Story of an Artist, they all paint a picture of the type of person I want to be. The type of art I will always support. The thing I hope to one day inspire in other people.

When you punish a person for dreaming their dream don't expect them to thank or forgive you. The best ever death metal band out of Denton, will in time both outpace and outlive you.

Those words could honestly save someone's life, it's crazy.

24. A Perfect Circle - Three Libras 25. Deftones - Rosemary 26. Frank Ocean - Ivy 27. November Suite - The Tower 28. Daniel Johnston - Story of an Artist 29. Sloppy Jane - Jesus and Your Living Room Floor 30. Big Thief - Not 31. Tyler the Creator - Boredom 32. Duster - The Landing 33. The Velvet Underground - Sunday Morning 34. The Voidz - Human Sadness 35 - 108. System of a Down - (every song) 109. Death Grips - Beware

Okay, threw these and now dozens more names are crowding my brain, and this incredibly pretentious post must come to an end. Long story short, I only have one song left to share, but each of these song has a very personal connection to me. Certain ones (like that tool song) actually changed the way I look at the world and helped me through dark periods of my life.

Many of them inspire me, some of them are just beautiful in a broken and real sorta way, and all of them feel human. The art represents something bigger than itself and the ambition knows no bounds. These songs changed my world for the better, and if you read this you are now obligated to listen to all of them.

I could ramble about music till the end of time:)

finally 110. 100 Gecs - Money Machine

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monchaeni · 3 months

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manifesto : day 1 ‘foreshadow’ manifesto : day 1 ‘walk the line’ border : carnival ‘intro : the invitation’ ‘outro : cross the line’

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croquettemoon · 9 months

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Time to bring back the “my tears ricochet” by taylor swift is literally gojo and geto agenda

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First of all here is what Taylor Swift said in a live performance/documentary on her album folklore:

IF I’M DEAD TO YOU WHY ARE YOU AT THE WAKE? CURSING MY NAME. WISHING I STAYED. LOOK AT HOW MY TEARS RICOCHET????

AND I CAN GO ANYWHERE I WANT. ANYWHERE I WANT JUST NOT HOME???

AND YOU CAN AIM FOR MY HEART GO FOR BLOOD. BUT YOU WOULD STILL MISS ME IN YOUR BONES???

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MORE SPECIFIC LINES ARE “When I fight you used to tell me I was brave”

AND “you had to kill me but it killed you just the same”

The outro also of “my tears ricochet”

You turned into your worst fears and you’re tossing out blame drunk on this pain crossing out the good years

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NOTE: I don’t actually have a proper explanation just go listen to my tears ricochet by taylor swift and think of them PLEASE.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #suguru geto #gojo satoru #jjk anime #satosugu #gego #taylor swift #im not delusional im correct #crying on the floor why are they so tragic #i already read the manga way before this but seeing the anime is just so SAD LIKE WTF #I WASNT READY #Spotify

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lovenliterature · 10 months

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The Good Witch Thoughts

When I first heard the album I remember thinking there aren’t enough sad songs on here and then I entered a depressive spiral and HA I WAS WRONG (Sidenote i hate tumblr formatting)

1 - The Good Witch

Like the vibe

“Still upset but I now I’m twenty-two” - I'm a sucker for an age lyric - especially the parallel with You Signed Up For This (“I am twenty and probably upset right now”) and the fact that it’s the titular song again

“Still bitter” - Reference to Details (love of my life <3), Reference to I’m Trying (Not Friends)

“The calm before the storm comes rushing through” - Harmony v pretty (around 30 secs)

“Still King’s Cross and pullin’ heartbreak out of hats”- Love the reference to King’s Cross, her London references makes it feel so grounded and especially again it being a place in London I travel through it makes it feel like a new album and a specific album to me (still King’s Cross for a tiny little while longer). Also relating to Elvis song (“last train on the Northern line”) always moving through London, experiences anchored in London geography. Also love the ramping up of the music here

“Still argue like my mother and suppress stuff like my dad” - The pace on this line really shows the suppressing stuff lol

“Am I better yet?” - Change from You Signed Up For This “I know I’ll get better/I’m just not better yet" Questioning it now like I know I’ve changed but is it better? Am I at the point I want to be??

Instrumental outro and talking hurts my heart a bit? Very 3 am fucked up in a club

Fave lyric: “Still miss you, but I know now it’ll pass/Found some other muses, I give ‘em all my best”

2 - Coming of Age

Oohhh very Club vibe

“Couldn’t erase you like a tattoo on my waistline” - Really like this, tattoo is LESS permanent than your mark, really hits

Really vibey chorus

“I let you butcher my big heart” - So graphic and so ?? Beautiful

Ngl this is all slapping so far

Fave lyric: “Baby I am the Iliad of course you couldn’t read me” (!!!!)

3 - Watch

Oh no is this one gonna hurt

“Nobody actually happy and healthy/has ever felt so desperate to prove it” - OOF

Yep I was right hurts my heart but a bop

“You’re being a superstar and all I got are victim cards” - This reads like being on the other side of Sk8r Boi by Avril Lavigne

“For a girl who’s a remix of me” - So interesting because a remix isn’t necessarily *better* it’s just *different*, like it mixes up all the components into something he likes more but it isn’t objectively more appealing and that’s such a refreshing take

Fave lyric: “I don’t think I wanna get better" - YSUFT reference, love the thread of getting better

4 - Body Better

A BOP

And really hurts

I am a sucker for happy sounding songs with fucked up lyrics

Music is so personal for me and this one is such a reclamation even though it’s so sad

“obedient blue eyes” - This line is AMAZING. The pauses. The lyricism. The casualness. *chefs kiss*

Such a good single choice bc it’s such an easy listen but so brutal so captures heartbreak and bops and also u wanna listen over and over

“Tell me just one more lie” - Come on just use your shitty lies to save my dignity this once instead of ripping it to shreds

Fave lyric: “When you touched it were you sorry like you weren’t at the time”, “The worst way to love somebody is to watch them love somebody else and it work out” or “Do you love her/when you’re twisting up all her sheets do you suffer”

5 - Want You Back

Oh no

Pretty humming

“The darling of your passenger side” - ooof such a beautiful gentle encapsulation of such a classic theme

The piano in the chorus might make me cry

Oh god this is so raw and such a strong heartbreak song

“I must go out with a stranger and kiss him to get stronger” - oh god that feels like every experience of trying to get over someone and I just can’t do it and ow. It's the epitome of get under someone to get over someone but at the same time you don’t want to because you want them back and you should want to be fine alone but you just c a n ‘ t

I can tell this is gonna be a strong fave

Fave lyric: - “What was cheap to you, to me, was all I had”, “But baby, when you touch her, I bet she doesn’t flinch” or “So you gotta be coward and I salvaged a little self-respect" - This hurts so bad like if it was your friend you’d be screaming VALUE YOURSELF MORE but because it’s you, you just want back what you had

6 - The Band and I

“Came a boy and left a man” - love love it

So specific but also just feels like every friendship group I’ve ever had

It feels like laughing til you cry and your stomach hurts and being up at 3am dancing and deep chats and crying together and every little thing

“Haven’t thought of home twice” - feels like a hectic Cambridge time or any second and third week somewhere new when you’ve started to settle and everything is new and fun and you’re flying and you don’t wanna lose it

Fave lyric: “I'm twenty-one and I feel evergreen” - The way she sings this is so wistful, or “It was falling in love/in a gas station/by the pickup trucks” - Love the juxtaposition, love in the weirdest and most unexpected places

7 - You're Just a Boy (and I'm Kinda the Man)

“You’re kind of awful but you’re not awful on purpose” - Ugh you suck but you’re not even aware so it’s better and worse because how can I blame you but also how can you not know??

“I’m on a one way trip to take over the world/you could’ve come but your head’s in the sand” - Usually head in the sand is to avoid something shitty so it’s interesting to have it like this, like you’re so determined to ignore flaws that you miss all the joy

“But you pushed me out quicker than it took me to put my jeans on” - Oof that hit and feels like such shame but suddenly you’re like no if you’re not feeling like you’re the luckiest damn person then I’m gonna keep on going and you’ll see what you lost

Fave lyric: “I take in clowns like a one-woman circus” or “Goodbye from the bigger man" - Reference to I’m Trying (Not Friends)

8 - Lost the Breakup

“Didn’t say it in those words but I know how your tone works” - Like okay yeah you can hide behind what you said but we both know what you meant

Another bop

Validating

The whole chorus damn

The repression and everything

"Right now I might be a mess" - accepting being fucked up and broken

This, Coming of Age and You’re Just A Boy (And I’m Kinda The Man) have been such a u know I’m gonna be fine and ur heartbreak will come when u see me thrive

Such a vibe and such knowledge of ur worth

I love the dancing up but it’s such a revenge fantasy of mine like esp mid transition it was such a it gonna see me and not recognise me and want me and I’m not gonna care because I moved on and grew for me and I’m mine and you can’t have me

Fave lyric: “So, I'm feeling and I'm dealing/With the heart you broke/While you do press-ups and repress us/And take off her clothes, oh” - Okay yeah you pretend u don’t care and get over me with someone else, I’ll be here actually processing it and actually getting ready to move on

9 - Wendy

Oooh not what I expected

I’m such a damn sucker for literary refs (this, wonderland, cardigan, the classical references in Coming Of Age and History of Man)

“You’re evasive on the phone til you’re sorry on the floor” - oh holy FUCK

“We could live off of magic and maybes” - that’s so pretty

Like the second chorus changing to add “So I'll lock the window and turn on the AC/You'll throw your rocks and you'll scream that you hate me/But it gets old being forever twenty” - YES like being forever young for a man is not worth it

“What about my wings” - The way she sings this is *chefs kiss*

“It’s a life I could have, I know“ - but I am worth MORE and I know it YES

“If I’m not careful I’ll wake up and we’ll be married” - We’ll be married and I’ll be terrified and it’s so easy to be caught up in you

big fave ugh

Fave lyric: “Behind every lost boy is always a wendy” or “what about my wings? What about Wendy?”

10 - Run

“I’ve heard some things that I will leave unrepeated" - ooooh

Oh my god the chorus is beautiful and Such a bop I want to dance to it in a club

I love that it’s just like fuck it no this is not gonna go well

Like it’s very if it’s a bad sign the get out but also even if it’s a good sign get out lol

Fave

Fave lyric: “Run as fast as you can/take a quick sharp turn at the sight of a man”

11 - Two Weeks Ago

Such a heartbreaker

“I wish we kissed when we first wanted” - We wasted so much time worrying about fucking things up and guess what they’re fucked anyway

Smart last single bc too deep for early single but something to hold onto

“A friend drove me/’cause you couldn’t do” - such a beautiful painting of the devastation of a breakup when you’re both broken, feels like good enough if it were mutual

“God I loved you babe did I tell you that?” - So sad second guessing yourself. also the harmonies here Kill me

Fave lyric: “I wish when we went to the beach that day/We’d taken more pictures/I’d been more brave" - I wish I had something tangible to hold onto but instead all I have are my faulty memories and I’ll be second guessing them for the rest of my life

“That last kiss/I didn’t look at you/but I wish I did” - If I’d known it was the last one I would’ve savoured it but I thought I had more to come but also some part of me must have known or I would’ve looked at you

12 - BSC

Not hearing a lot of lyrics on first listen ngl

“It wrecked my organs so pour the gin” - love it like you’ve already broken my heart so why not break the rest of me

Okay now I’m catching the lyrics I love them

Especially just full on committing to the image of being crazy and the lyrics and writing out ooooooh

Also all the swearing and just saying fuck this

Fave lyric: “Mister ‘I don’t want a label’/You made me little miss unstable” - Okay so you don’t want to be called something you’re not but nor do I and YOU did this to me. Obvious Mr Perfectly Fine link but also gives me illicit affairs vibe (Don't call me "kid," don't call me "baby"/Look at this idiotic fool that you made me”)

13 - Therapy

Oh my GOD this is so funny and so good

Such a bop

“Oh Lord I’m going back to therapy” - Ooooof. Feels like okay you fucked me up but at least I’m self-aware - when are you gonna go to therapy bro? But also oh GOD I thought I’d changed but now you’re gone I’m exactly how I was

„Broke me like a curse“ - ooh like the subversion of breaking a curse here, like breaking a curse is usually a good thing and he’ll probably try to spin it like that but there’s no spin that can make that true

Fave lyric: “So, how come you’re taking me from your arms/back to therapy?”

14 - There It Goes

“I'm back in London, I'm running down Columbia Road” - Again, love the specific locations, feels so grounded and concrete

Ngl so far I feel like we’re missing some longer ones so I’m happy about this one being longer and I like the sad ish bop

“I made it to September” - oh man that feels like a real okay fine I’ve made it to the next year lets go again. But also like yeah fuck I reached this milestone I didn’t like I would and now this date is passed I don’t feel so broken

Fuck me I really like that this whole album is heartbreak but catharsis. Like want you back, this and watch are all sad but all elements of something

“I’m young but I am aging” - I love that so much. Like yeah I’m young but I am getting older, I’m changing and growing and I’ll look back at this one day and laugh, I’m gonna make the most of being young but I’m not gonna be terrified of losing my youth

“I felt so far from the cliffs” - Like u know what people can love me and be proud of me and want to show me off

“The way I loved you, I will not be embarrassed of that/I should’ve just known when to quit” - YES!! Don’t be ashamed of loving someone but you can be sad for not calling it quits soon enough

Also I love the way she sings it

Fave lyric: “The love we had was covered in snow” - Like Love Him I Don’t (“comin’ up roses/kickin’ up snow”), “The love we had was eatin’ me whole” - I had to rip myself away from that or “The loss is yours” - It feels so final and so confident

15 - History of Man

Oh the opening lines they’re haunting and beautiful also I love songs that reference Jericho

“Tale as old as honey” - Sweet and ancient

“I tried to rewrite it but I can’t” - She keeps saying she’s the writer but some things you just can’t change

“You walked out, oh/without sweating” - It wasn’t even fucking hard for you to leave, to run away from us, to leave me in the dust and rubble

“I’ve seen it in the poems, in the sands” - In the sands of time, in the poems of the ancients, this isn’t new, this will all happen again

The storytelling and the distance?? Love it

“I would’ve made him weaker too” - Redemption and vindication (I beg u Maisie write a song referencing Medea). The way she sings it is so pretty!

It’s so unspecific but so resonant

“Women’s hearts are lethal weapons/Did you hold mine and feel threatened?” - Were you scared of what me loving you meant? Were you scared of opening your heart and being vulnerable?

"Hear my lyrics taste my venom" - this is such a thesis statement for the album

Beautiful album closer and think it will be a fave

Fave lyric: “Men start wars yet Troy hates Helen/womens’ hearts are lethal weapons”

#mp2 #my writing #creative writing #tgw #the good witch #maisie peters the good witch #my thoughts on music #music #maisie peters #maisie peters lyrics #album review #album reaction

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shortpplfedup · 1 year

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My School President Episode 7: Rules are made to be broken

I know I'm saying this every week at this point, but this show owes so much structurally to Bad Buddy and emotionally to Love Sick, as well as just overall to the first season of Glee, that it gives me the feeling of being warmly embraced by an old friend. This week Yo (I KNOW!) is the driving force as the Hot Wave rule gets stretched to the limit, discarded and reinstated in a way that actually doesn't make me want to pull my hair out.

Verse: Dreams come true

I'm in heaven With my boyfriend My laughing boyfriend There's no beginning And there is no end Feels like I'm dreaming But I'm not sleeping

Mariah Carey | Fantasy (1995)

Man Tinn is living his best life right now, walking on sunshine. Gun might not technically be Tinn's boyfriend yet, but Tinn sure as shit is Gun's boyfriend. Now that it's clear that they like each other, Tinn is unleashed and he is flirting with both barrels, in the corniest fashion he can muster. He wants to shout to the whole world that he likes Gun and Gun likes him, but the Hot Wave rule is severely cramping his style.

Chorus: Friends to lovers

Oh, I can't be elusive with you honey 'Cause it's blatant that I'm feeling you And it's too hard for me to leave abruptly 'Cause you're the only thing I wanna do

Mariah Carey | Honey (1997)

Gunn for his part is trying his best to play things cool. Tinn's full court press is absolutely doing its job of making him feel special, loved and supported, but also...slightly panicked? Gun spends the episode adjusting to this new super-enthusiastic, forthright, ultra-open version of Tinn and trying to decide how he feels about it. The 'Just Being Friendly' runner is still very much present in this episode, which I found interesting because I'd thought the matter settled at the end of episode 6. But somewhere during that aquarium 'date', probably around the time Tinn shoved three of Gun's fingers into his mouth and bit them (listen, I can't even...), Gun decided he wanted this just as much.

Bridge: Softly softly

Sweet destiny Carried me through desperation To the one that was waiting for me

Mariah Carey | Vision of Love (1990)

Yo's insecurities taking centre stage was unexpected but instructive. It's not lost on me that he chose Tinn as his avatar, because despite Tinn's inherent weird nerd-ness, from the outside he must seem really cool. It's also not lost on Gun that his careless critique about Yo's skills sent his friend on a spiral that ended with a slap to the face. Gun does feel guilty for his part in the ensuing mess, and goes out of his way to help Yo try to make right what he did wrong. In the end, despite the club eventually voting down the rule, or at least voting to exempt Yo from the rule, the Hot Wave rule remains intact due to some adorable plot mechanics that I will totally allow.

Outro: Lay all your love on me

My every wish and every dream Somehow became reality When you brought the sunlight Completed my whole life I'm overwhelmed with gratitude 'Cause baby I'm so thankful I found you

Mariah Carey ft. Joe and 98° | Thank God I Found You (1999)

But even discussing the rule within the club stirred up a lot, as our sweet baby Por engages the hamster running his brain long enough to notice that Gun's sparkle is even sparklier than usual lately. I wrote about the positive reinforcement loop that Gun and Tinn have created propelling Gun upward, and others are starting to see it as well. Por vocalising that to Gun, and Gun seeing Yo work harder to prove himself to Yak as a worthy suitor for his sister clicks the final piece into place for him, and this time he crosses the friend zone line in a full and final acceptance of Tinn's feelings.

Ad Libs

New opening and closing credits and themes this week! The new opener is fine, but I miss 'You Got Ma Back'. At least we still have it for the interstitials.

Chinzhilla's little hero walk into the cafeteria made me tear up a little. I think about how proud my little slackers must feel and I--

I loved Tinn using ja with Gun, very flirty.

Gun's rapid fire little blinks every time Tinn gives him the flustered kilig feelings are ADORABLE.

Fun little meta moment with Tiw playing literally every character in Romeo and Juliet except the leads 🤣

Win and Sound's constant bickering would usually thoroughly irritate me but something about them is making me crazy in the good way.

I spotted you checking your hair before the date Gun.

The fashion on this show is gonna make me resurrect my gensemble/gay apparel posts.

I love Chinzhilla but I also love seeing Gun having one-on-one moments with the other boys in the band, it really just brings forward that these guys really are friends.

Win and Pat voting to keep the rule out of saltiness cracked me up so bad.

I did note that Sound didn't vote the first time around.

I never expected to see Yak in the show's main timeline, so that was fun, and it makes sense that his objection to Yo dating his sister would be the thing that made them reestablish the rule.

The dance number was just perfect. Exactly the kind of thing that would get you a high school girlfriend.

Seems like one of the scenes from last week's preview got cut?

Next week: the first performance round of Hot Wave!

#my school president #chinzhilla rocks!#bl meta series

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mbtimes · 8 months

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You're Not Welcome - INFP Song Script

[Verse 1]

Hello!

INFP pops in with a wave and a greeting

I don't start fights but I'll handle you just fine

INFP walks towards the person while gesturing to himself by putting his hand on his chest and a slightly sinister smile.

Usually, I'm very kind to others.

INFP hands off a gift to someone while he pauses his advance momentarily.

But I won't think twice if you step to me and mine

INFP quickly turns back toward the person making a kill gesture with his thumb and neck looking slightly more crazed.

You're a slimy little motherf'er

Face to face with the person pleasantries all but vanished and in touching distance now.

[Chorus]

Uh Oh! Don't you know?

Suddenly behind the person with one hand around their shoulder and the other hand extended looking forward, not at the person themselves.

You're Not Welcome 'round here

Pushing the person towards the door with the arm that's around them.

I think you should go

The person looks at INFP as the INFP shoos them away.

'Fore you cause some drama

INFP catches a bat and points at the person with it.

Uh Oh! Don't You know?

Does a slight skip toward the person in a dance-like way

I'm the one you should fear (should fear)

grabs the person by the collar and drags them closer with a wild and crazed look in INFPs eyes as if he's gone mad.

Talk to me if you've got a problem

Straight-up smacks the person away causing them to fall

[Verse 2]

I can't believe you used to truly scare me

INFP tilts his head back slightly with his head on his forehead

You were like a ghost story told to keep me wary

Looks down at the person while leaning on the bat seeing them as pathetic

But I never listened, no, I slept good 'til morning

INFP shaking his head with expressions of disbelief and hysteria

And when our paths finally crossed I didn't heed the warning

Looks up while tapping the bat on his shoulder reminiscing on his stupidity

Then push, push, push, push

INFP gone full-crazed again as he once again approaches the person trying to scramble away.

Yeah, you pushed me to the edge

INFP now with an absolutely terrifying expression on his face dragging the bat across the floor

I used to dread the thought of falling quickly

INFP tilts his head slightly as he brings the bat up for a swing intentionally missing

But now, I just wish that you'd send me off that ledge

is close enough to grab the person now

So I can finally f*ing take you with me

Grabs the person by the collar once again before throwing them out the glass door.

[Chorus x 2]

Levels of violence from INFP one didn't expect him to be capable of

[Instrument break]

INFP pausing the beat down to catch his breath looking down at the unconscious body

[Chorus]

INFP drags the body to a car throwing it in the trunk of the car before closing it and watching the car drive off.

[Outro]

INFP goes from crazed back to normal before finally relaxing dropping the bat on the ground and walking back inside the building closing the door as the last line ends.

#mbti #myers briggs #infp #16 personality types #script #you're not welcome #naethan apollo #song script #animation idea #what canonically happens at some point in the story #it's intj in the car because they know the best place to bury a body #mbtimes

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piscesline · 2 days

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ROUTINE

{Verse 1}

What they said was true,

promises are just words in the end,

but they're also words that keeps me awake at night,

wishing you could've made me stay after that fight,

not just let me cry till you crossed the line,

wishing god to stop my heart for a moment,

Maybe then for a second the pain will go,

for a second I won't love you, no,

{Chorus}

This love became a routine,

this connection became a burden,

I'm carrying twice my weight,

I woke up and kissed your face,

like I was made for it,

I spoke just to make a conversation,

Every word doesn't hold a meaning anymore,

now I'm here crying on my bedroom floor,

wishing you'd do something more,

{Verse 2}

I learnt to love you with blood on your hands,

my blood,

I let the beast knocking on my door in,

like it was his right,

fed him with my bare hands,

turning a blind eye on his fangs,

{Verse 3}

I don't wanna teach you how to love me,

I want you to find it out yourself,

I don't wanna be a book on the shelf,

waiting for my turn to be read,

Even though little that I know it'll never come,

{Chorus}

This love became a routine,

this connection became a burden,

I'm carrying twice my weight,

I woke up and kissed your face,

like I was made for it,

I spoke just to make a conversation,

every word doesn't hold a meaning anymore,

now I'm here crying on my bedroom floor,

wishing you'd do something more,

{Verse 4}

I miss the flowers you'd give me after you got back from our garden,

I miss the random little gifts that I'll see waking up in the morning,

I miss the love letters you wrote for me,

where did they go?

were they devoured by the cold?

{Bridge}

you're full of words but never action,

I'm full of wounds but once was your kisses,

the love that once was promised,

became a routine for fancies,

the love that started conversations,

Is the love that fostered rusts on hearts,

eyes filled with anticipation,

the coffee left on the counter,

got cold like the weather,

the wall between us reversed after years of removing every brick,

lying on my tomb getting sick,

{Verse 5}

I've been picking up pebbles,

just waiting for you,

hoping that you'd notice,

so I didn't have to say,

that baby this isn't a game you could play,

there's no respawn,

don't know what are the cons,

don't talk to me on that tone,

{Verse 6}

You said you knew me all too well yet you told me on that fight 'how was I supposed to read your mind? ',

you don't have to,

it's in my eyes,

{Chorus}

This love became a routine,

this connection became a burden,

I'm carrying twice my weight,

I woke up and kissed your face,

like I was made for it,

I spoke just to make a conversation,

every word doesn't hold a meaning anymore,

now I'm here crying on my bedroom floor,

wishing you'd do something more,

{Verse 7}

And you said "we're always like this, fighting and cursing each others name",

in your head I'm tryna' blame you but in mine I'm tryna' tell you how this feels,

{Verse 8}

piercing each others heart with knives,

but why are your's sword this time?,

the pain for asking for the better,

eats the soul gradually,

{chorus}

This love became a routine,

this connection became a burden,

I'm carrying twice my weight,

I woke up and kissed your face,

like I was made for it,

I spoke just to make a conversation,

every word doesn't hold a meaning anymore,

now I'm here crying on my bedroom floor,

wishing you'd do something more,

{Bridge ver2}

I'm stuck here at the library,

looking for books that could help me,

make you realize that you're loosing me,

without a word escaping my lips,

I'm crumbling,

help me pick my pieces up,

that you shattered without noticing,

cause you were past asleep,

when you kicked me by your feet,

I was a glass of champagne that you left on the aisle table,

{Verse 9}

The candle that we struck,

keeping the fire even with our nails,

we knew its about to die,

slow melting hurts the eyes,

{Outro}

nothing could make me go,

unless you open the door,

Author: piscesline/Avalon

Date: 25th of February, 2024

#songwriter #heartbreak #relationship #love #dyinglove #routine #english literature #song lyrics #song #covermysong

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belartvenus · 1 year

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Fanfic Rec - ABO (part. 2)

Aqui está uma segunda parte da lista de recomendações de fanfics bottom Louis do gênero ABO no ao3. Essa lista pode ser atualizada no futuro. Você pode encontrar a primeira parte aqui.

Not afraid of living on a fault line by maroonmoonlouis (palavras: +55k)

aquele em que Harry é um beta deprimido e ansioso que passa meses a fio na cama, dispensando sua banda e fãs e lembrando-se de quando tinha algo pelo que viver. Entra Louis, o fofo ômega em sua cafeteria local, que mostra a ele que talvez a única coisa pela qual ele tenha que viver seja ele mesmo.

What a wicked thing to do (to make me dream of you) by maroonmoonlouis (palavras: +44k)

os herdeiros Louis e Harry foram prometidos como companheiros um ao outro por toda a vida. Espera-se que eles sejam o par perfeito para honrar suas famílias. Louis não pode deixar isso acontecer.

Heart of sugar, Sweet temptation of mine by pjinkfleur (+25k)

O processo de namoro está seriamente ultrapassado hoje em dia, não é mais comum; as pessoas não querem passar pelo incômodo de um namoro adequado, namorar é mais fácil.

Louis, porém, ele foi criado em uma família muito tradicional, todos os membros, até seus pais, tiveram uma cerimônia de namoro e acasalamento. Ele cresceu ouvindo histórias sobre como é maravilhoso, quão mais profunda pode ser a conexão entre um casal de namorados, e ele quis isso para si mesmo desde que era um filhote, sempre sonhando com seu alfa aparecendo e tirando-o do chão. .

Seus sonhos parecem estar se tornando realidade quando ele se muda para um novo prédio, mais perto de onde trabalha, e o alfa mais velho que mora no apartamento em frente ao dele inicia o processo de namoro. Tudo o que ele sempre quis está ao seu alcance.

Ou é?

You go undercover (you cross your fingers) by forthetherapy (palavras: +25k)

Quando eles chegam ao topo da escada, Harry coloca o carrinho no chão com cuidado.

"Obrigado", diz Louis. "Meu heroi."

Harry ri.

"Você não precisa de resgate", diz ele.

Louis não achava que a maternidade seria fácil, mas certamente não estava preparado para o quão desafiador seria. ele também não estava preparado para um certo alfa chamado harry aparecendo toda vez que ele precisa de ajuda até que aceitar não seja mais uma coisa difícil de fazer.

Forever is composed of nows by pleasinglouis (palavras: +6k)

Havia uma época do ano que Louis amava mais do que qualquer outra. Ele veio logo após o outono, lentamente a princípio em folhas de grama congeladas e manhãs enevoadas e depois varreu o campo em camadas de neve recém-caída brilhando à luz do sol. Com sua chegada, veio o brilho de cordas multicoloridas de luzes penduradas nos beirais de todas as casas e uma magia no ar que encheu os pulmões de filhotes inspirados que esticaram o pescoço para apreciar as exibições festivas.

Harry e Louis passam o dia de Natal juntos.

The evenness i fake by shimmeringevil (palavras: +26k)

Harry não faz relacionamentos. Ele tem um acordo de amigos com benefícios perfeitamente agradável com um ômega perfeitamente adorável, e ele não vê a necessidade de mudar isso tão cedo. O pequeno fato de Louis dar atenção a outro alfa faz Harry querer enfiar a cabeça na parede não é um problema tão grande quanto todo mundo está fazendo parecer.

Worth the Wait by youreyesonlarry (palavras: +29k)

H e L em um relacionamento estabelecido. Louis está convencido de que é estéril, então não percebe que está grávida por muito tempo - ou ele pode ter essa condição que afeta muitas pessoas grávidas chamada negação da gravidez.

Be Mine, Dear by louisgrindsonharry (palavras: +20k)

Realmente não era justo. Ele era o mais velho de todos eles. Ele é quem sonhou em estar ligado a vida toda, enquanto Liam ria da ideia, até conhecer Sophia. Niall sempre foi indiferente, mas quando conheceu Heather seis meses atrás, tudo mudou para ele. Ele rapidamente deixou de ser o único ômega em torno de dois alfas, para o estranho ômega fora. E realmente não era justo, porque Liam e Niall ainda o protegiam tanto quanto antes, tanto quanto fazem com seus novos companheiros agora, mas ele ainda estava amargo sobre isso, então ele teria pena de si mesmo. como ele queria.

Aquele em que Louis só quer conhecer sua companheira, e tudo o que precisa é que ele consiga um novo vizinho.

12 Days of Courting by mission2feelike (palavras: +22k)

Prompt: Ao longo do mês de dezembro, o alfa Harry presenteia o ômega Louis com coisas sem que ele soubesse ou apenas pequenas coisas para que ele não descobrisse o que estava acontecendo. Basicamente, ele corteja Louis em dezembro e, no Natal, o último presente é pedir que ele seja seu alfa. Talvez sejam melhores amigos de infância ou amigos muito próximos.

Ou talvez eles sejam amigos com benefícios e o calor de Louis esteja marcado para o Natal.

Call Out My Name by frenchkiss (palavras: +101k)

Aparentemente, é péssimo se apaixonar pelo ômega que você contratou para ajudá-lo em sua rotina.

Harry Styles discorda.

Uma Soulmate AU onde dois amantes se encontram completamente por acidente, apresentando sessões de fotos, ternos Gucci, muitas coisas para levar, fazendo sexo e se sentindo tristes, um alfa que se sente perdido e o ômega que o encontra. Não deveria ser tão fácil, mas é.

parte 2 dessa história, clicando aqui.

No lemon drops no bubblegum by heartofartichokes (palavras: +15k)

Eles nunca interagiram naquele semestre, naquela aula, e nunca foram colocados no mesmo grupo, nunca sentaram perto um do outro.

Então, novamente, não é como se Louis esperasse que isso se transformasse em algo mais. Apenas uma paixão passageira, que ele superará assim que parar de vê-lo toda semana.

Só que ele não parou, ele ainda está pensando nisso de vez em quando. O que Harry Styles está fazendo hoje? Ele cortou o cabelo? Ele ainda come scones no café da manhã toda quarta-feira? Ele obteve suas respostas agora, pelo menos sobre o estado de seu cabelo. O cabelo de Harry está bem mais curto do que da última vez que ele se lembra, ele se enrola em volta de sua orelha, emoldurando bem seu queixo quadrado. Ele teria que perguntar sobre o bolinho da próxima vez. Se houver uma próxima vez.

We Can Go On Forever (When Everything’s Gone Forever) by jurassiclouis (palavras: +39k)

Harry passou a maior parte de sua vida adulta focado em seus estudos ou em seus livros - 5 dos quais ele já publicou antes dos 30 anos. Imediatamente após concluir sua dissertação, ele recebeu uma oferta de professor na Universidade de Cambridge, onde está há 2 anos. .

Não era a primeira vez em sua vida que sentia a vontade incessante de saber mais sobre um assunto por qualquer meio. No entanto, esta foi a primeira vez que o assunto foi um Omega.

Prompt: Fluff (a/b/o) AU / Professor de História da Universidade e professor de jardim de infância

Losing That Reactive Spark by whoknows (palavras: +11k)

“Você não me deu um choque,” o O diz, puxando a camisa de Harry. As sobrancelhas de Harry franzem, olhando para ele. Ele provavelmente poderia se livrar dele se quisesse, nem mesmo iria machucá-lo. Harry não. "Qual o seu nome? Como você não me deu um choque?”

"Hum", diz Harry. "O que?"

O O chega mais perto, ficando na ponta dos pés enquanto observa o rosto de Harry. Harry tenta não respirar muito profundamente, muito obviamente. A última coisa que ele precisa é que alguém o pegue obviamente cheirando um O que não pertence a ele em público. Não importa o quão desequilibrado aquele O em particular possa ser. Isso é apenas pedir problemas.

“Está quebrado?” o O pergunta, sacudindo a camisa de Harry. Harry balança, mais confuso do que nunca. A campainha da porta toca e, no piloto automático, Harry os tira do caminho, permitindo que a pessoa passe. Seu guarda-chuva balança inutilmente em sua mão, não fazendo nada para mantê-los secos.

“O que está quebrado?” Harry pergunta.

“Não está quebrado”, o O diz para si mesmo, rápido. Ele balança a cabeça novamente, levando as duas mãos ao rosto para empurrar o cabelo molhado para trás. "Apenas ontem - "

Ele para, encarando Harry novamente. É um olhar suspeito. Harry fica levemente ofendido com isso.

How you sleep at night by loulicate (palavras: +15k)

ou aquele em que Louis pensa que foi deixado porque pode ser demais para lidar, mas então Harry aparece em sua vida novamente.

True Blue by maroonmoonlouis | +23k

- Ou, Louis e Harry são o casal mais codependente. O propósito da vida de Harry é cuidar de seu ômega e o de Louis é ser mimado. Depois de muitos golpes de seus amigos e colegas de trabalho, Louis está determinado a mostrar a Harry que ele é capaz de sobreviver sozinho, enquanto Harry tem certeza de que Louis vai terminar com ele a qualquer momento.

Until the Pearls Get Lost by LadyLondonderry | +25k

Londres, 1933. Harry Styles, alfa, solteirão indescritível e feliz terceiro volante para seus amigos casados, recebe a visita de um certo Liam Payne, implorando por sua ajuda.

O amigo de infância de Liam, Louis, está prestes a se tornar o assunto da cidade; deixado no altar porque o vínculo de acasalamento foi rejeitado, Louis passará o resto de sua vida em uma instituição, a menos que Liam encontre alguém para acolhê-lo e cuidar dele enquanto se recupera. A maioria dos ômegas com ligações falhadas nunca mais são as mesmas.

Com rumores circulando sobre o motivo do vínculo rejeitado, Harry cede aos apelos de Liam. Ele não tem a menor ideia de como essa decisão vai moldar o resto de sua vida.

The changing season in a messy world by satelarry | +8k

Prompt nº 35: H&L filho alfa começando a receber os hormônios alfa mal-humorados da adolescência. Um dia ele liberou toda a sua raiva de sua doce mãe quando tentou falar com seu filho e Harry realmente não gostou disso. "Ele pode ser sua mãe, mas primeiro ele é minha esposa e ninguém fala assim com minha esposa”

And when it rains, you're shining down for me by martisgotaproblem | +37k

“Este é Harry, ele será seu paciente,” Liam gesticulou educadamente.

Harry congelou quando os olhos de Louis encontraram os seus mais uma vez. Ele sentiu que estava se perdendo naqueles olhos, tanto que não percebeu Niall e Liam saindo da sala silenciosamente, mas o som da porta se fechando atrás deles o tirou do transe.

“Olá, eu sou Louis,” o ômega disse, estendendo a mão para Harry apertar. O alfa ainda podia sentir algum nervosismo em sua postura, mas decidiu ignorá-lo.

“Sou Harry.”

Ou aquele em que Harry é um boxeador mal-humorado que se machuca e Louis é o adorável fisioterapeuta contratado para ajudá-lo, mas engravidar não estava exatamente em seu plano de recuperação.

Noble Intentions by speechless | 43k

“Eu poderia banir você.” ele está dizendo, atingindo aquela nota arrogante em sua voz suave. “Eu poderia-” ele ofega, tomando um momento para engolir em seco. “Arruinar você.”

“Ainda,” Harry responde, deixando-o recuperar o fôlego. “Aqui está você, me deixando lamber sua boca como se você já pertencesse a mim.”

Louis é um belo príncipe ômega impaciente para perder a virgindade. Harry está desesperadamente apaixonado por ele e só quer acasalar com ele se e quando Louis concordar em se casar com ele.

If I don't have you (there'll be nothing left) by SadaVeniren | +28k

“Qual é o problema dele?” Louis exigiu enquanto andava pela cozinha de Niall e Ed. Eles iam fazer um pow-wow e descobrir o que estava acontecendo com Harry.

“Talvez ele não consiga fazer um nó?” Niall sugeriu.

“Eca”, disse Liam.

“Duvido”, disse Louis. “Ele parecia perfeitamente bem até que seu amigo o puxou de cima de mim. Além disso, posso tê-lo chamado de cabeça dura no início da noite e ele não fez um único comentário para mim sobre isso.

AKA Louis pensou que depois de conhecer Harry em uma festa, tudo se encaixaria. Se ao menos a vida funcionasse tão bem.

Some Records Turnin’ by crimsontheory | +49k

"Harry, querido," Niall disse alegremente, seus braços carregados com mais caixas que eles receberam de sua remessa mais cedo naquele dia. “Prometo que não é uma pegadinha, mas Louis Tomlinson está sentado em nosso escritório.”

"Eu sei", respondeu Harry, usando o quadril para fechar a gaveta da caixa registradora. “Eu deixei ele voltar lá.”

"Espere", disse Niall enquanto colocava as caixas em seus braços no balcão e, em seguida, levantou as mãos com as palmas voltadas para Harry. "Você quer me dizer que esse homem por quem você tem uma queda enorme está em nossa loja agora e você está apenas deixando-o sentar lá sozinho e não tentando atirar em você?"

Ou, Harry é um alfa suave que possui uma loja de discos e Louis é um cantor ômega enrustido disfarçado de alfa que tropeça aleatoriamente na loja de Harry.

Boa leitura!

#Blouis #bottom louis #AO3 fanfic #larry #larry fic #abo #omegaverse #omega louis #alpha harry #htops

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inevitably-johnlocked · 9 months

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Dear Steph, thank you for adding my song suggestion :) so my second one is „Drunk Text“ also by Henry Moodie, which for me captures perfectly the pining Sherlock of season 3, who just does not dare to confess his love, the line „destroying myself to keep a friend“ breaks my heart 😢

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[Verse 1] 5th of November When I walked you home That's when I nearly said it But then said "Forget it" and froze Do you remember? You probably don't 'Cause the sparks in the sky Took a hold of your eyes while we spoke

[Pre-Chorus] Yesterday, drank way too much And stayed up too late Started to write what I wanna say Deleted the message But I still remember it said

[Chorus] I wish I was who you drunk texted at midnight Wish I was the reason you stay up till three And you can't fall asleep Waiting for me to reply I wish I was more than just someone you walk by Wish I wasn't scared to be honest and open Instead of just hoping You'd feel what I'm feeling inside

[Verse 2] April the 7th And nothing has changed It's hard to get by When you're still on my mind everyday Sometimes I question If you feel the same Do we make stupid jokes? Trying to hide that we're both too afraid to say

[Bridge] Oh, and here we go again Destroy myself to keep a friend Hiding away 'cause I was afraid you'd say no I wonder if I cross your mind Half as much as you do mine If I tell you the truth What will I lose? I don't know

[Outro] I wish I had sent you that drunk text at midnight I was just scared it would ruin our friendship But I really meant it I wonder how you would reply

(Lyrics from Genius.com)

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Hey Lovely!!

Thank you so much for submitting this second song!! UGGGH it's so them too, my heart. Poor Sherlock, pining constantly all through the series, UGH.

Great song for the list, thank you!

🎶 LISTEN TO THE JOHNLOCK PLAYLIST ON [SPOTIFY] & [YOUTUBE] 🎶

#steph replies #johnlock playlist #artist henry moodie #song drunk text

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paulamaegarcia · 1 year

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about Enhypen’s album comeback

-it’s not a theory but I just noticed the clear cover of border: day one dusk version

1. Two Worlds- B:DO i think this relates to their I-land days having two worlds (I-land/Ground) or them having two worlds where they begin to face their new world as an Idol.

you can also check their

intro: Walk The Line “even if the world that unfolds is not what we are given”

outro: Cross The Line “with our last step we danced across this line into a new world”

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2. Crossroad- B: C to be in a crossroad is a point in life where you have to make a decision, and you can see they literally crossing/running in Fever MV

check

outro: Wormhole “multiple dimensions wait for us, there might be a world where day and night coexist.” crossing/going into that world

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3. Doubt- D:D & D:A, Dilemma means a situation in which a difficult choice has to be made, so they are uncertain or in doubt, and it was answered with either YET or NO.

you can also check

interlude: question “so what is it i want? is this correct? what should i do? what choice do i make?”

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4. Rain- M:D1 metaphor of rain means growth

ParadoXXX Invasion the line after “we back haha got me like yeah” is “when will you grow up uh uh uh uh?”

Future Perfect (Pass the MIC) Heeseung’s line in Verse 1 “I won't be a fool no more, I realize it now” that’s growth

Shout out, the song itself encourages self-expression to live life to the fullest.

outro: Foreshadow “foreshadow ahead of me, tomorrow I realized ahead of time I am no longer afraid even when the world test me” this is growth! There’s also “ushering in the approaching rainstorm and typhoon” literal RAIN word.

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5. Moon- DARK BLOOD, if you noticed the album versions are New, Half and Full and those are phase of the moon.

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6. Waken- we will found out soon, or maybe i’m just delusional that each clear cover is really connected with every album comeback.

thank you for coming to my Ted Talk

#enhypen #darkblood #manifesto day 1 #border day one #border carnival #dimension dilemma #dimension answer #enhypen theories #jake #sunghoon #sunoo #ni-ki #heeseung #jay #jungwon

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starfall-spirit · 1 year

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One Condition

Most Romance Week Prompts will be attached to a romantic song.

Day 1: Brad Paisley’s We Danced

SJMRW Prompt: Meet Cute

Ship: Aedion x Lysandra

Summary: Modern AU where Lysandra leaves her purse behind on girls’ night out. The cute bartender gives it back at the price of a dance after last call.

Short and sweet.

Lysandra

I cursed as I reached for my clutch on the center console and met air. “What is it?” Aelin slurred from the passenger seat of her own car. Despite my offer to drive her home from girls’ night out, Rowan—ever the doting husband—came to pick her up himself. Newlyweds were something else.

“I left my purse inside somewhere. Who knows who snatched it up by now. My credit card, my ID—”

“Just go back inside. Look, you know I picked this bar because my cousin’s an employee. The over protective pain was watching us all night. If you left your bag, there’s just as good a chance he grabbed it and missed us leaving as some stranger picking it up.”

He was the bartender. The hot bartender dropping bad pick up lines when I went up for my one and only drink as a lightweight driving myself home. I groaned. I hadn’t seen him since Aelin and Rowan’s wedding where we hadn’t spoken a word, but he was certainly acting familiar tonight. “Alright. I’ll go check.”

Slipping back into the empty bar, I found the blond wiping down the counter. “Looking for your clutch?”

“Aelin said you probably picked it up,” I said, hope rising.

He nodded, dropping his stained rag on the bar top. “Rowan asked me to keep an eye on you girls.” He chuckled. “Aelin calls me over protective. Let’s just wait till she finds out her husband’s the one hounding me about watching you two.”

I smirked, sure my friend had a good enough idea about her husband’s interventions. “I guess we should thank the both of you for keeping us from becoming a Friday night bar horror story. That’s it,” I confirmed as he raised my black clutch from a shelf behind the bar.

He drew his hand back before I could take the purse from him. “You’ll get this back on one condition, Miss Lysandra.”

I crossed my arms, already irked by his little game. “That being?”

“Dance with me.” I snorted. “Come on. One dance right out here on the floor. No one’s watching.”

“I—” He raised his brows. “Fine.”

Stepping around the high counter, he turned a cheesy slow dance on his phone, sweeping me into his arms.

Taking a step, he led the first pattern. Oh, the man was smooth.

Here I had expected awkward out-of-time steps and stiff turns, but this man could dance. He gave a full laugh, easily reading my surprise. “So little faith, Lysandra. Why? I am the prima donna’s cousin. Shouldn’t I have maintained a skill or two we learned in our childhood?”

“I didn’t see you dance once at the wedding. I made my own assumptions, I suppose.”

He spun me under his arm—once, twice, drawing me in closer as we resumed our original stance. “Maybe I was waiting on the right partner.”

I met his eyes, surprised at what I found there. He held me like a gentleman, leaving space between our bodies, but the heat in his eyes promised something else, dare I welcome it.

“Are all of you Ashryvers such smooth-talkers?”

He grinned, leaning down as the song faded to its outro. “That depends. Is it working?”

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Aelin

“So, did he have it?” I asked, waving a magazine over my freshly painted toes.

“Yes. Thankfully,” Lysandra said. “Replacing that stuff would have been a pain.” I grinned, glad we were speaking over the phone. How Lysandra hadn’t put together my history of pick-pocketing and my cousin finding her purse, I didn’t know. “Aelin, would it be weird if he and I went out? Like to dinner.”

My grin widened. “Lysandra, I think that’s a brilliant idea.”

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