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ilydottie · 2 months

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| That Boy is a Monster |

Pairing: Childe x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, Dark Content, Hate Sex, Slapping, Heavy Swearing, Insults, Enemies to Lovers, Foreplay, Smut, Reader has a vagina and clitoris, Size Difference, Blood, Blood as Lube, Dubcon, Childe has a big dick, Public Sex, Voyeurism, Humiliation, Crying, Reader is implied to be a part of the Fatui, Mindbreak (?), Reader passes out during sex, Vaginal Fingering, Aftercare, Brief Fluff, 2.2k words.

A/n: I have not written for this freak in such a long time, but I had sm fun writing this. So, yeah enjoy <3 (p.s the title are lyrics to the song Monster by Lady Gaga)

Summary: You and Childe have hate sex after battling each other. That's it, that’s the post.

Tagging: @suyacho @auphelia @tighnarly @themovingcastlez

“Mmnh, fuck you taste good.” He moaned, pinning you down and shoving his tongue down your throat, again.

His body was large and covered in blood, towering over you like a bad omen. His eyes were dark and empty. You had nowhere to run, and there was no escape in sight.

You bit his lip and tried pushing him away, but he was much heavier and stronger than you. “Fuck you!” You yelled.

You slapped him in an effort to distract him long enough to get away, but it was futile. It was only fair that the victor of the match got to celebrate in their own way. You just didn’t realize that this was how Childe would celebrate his win. Still, as much as you hated him you couldn’t ignore the longing in between your legs. As he towered over you, you couldn’t help but feel a shiver crawl down your spine. The Fatui Harbinger had quite a way of convincing you to say yes to anything he asked, especially that. Regardless of how much you’d fight him, he would get his way no matter what. That was a cruel promise he intended on keeping.

He slid a hand in between your legs, bloodied and bruised, as he thrusted against his hand, adding a pleasurable amount of pressure for the both of you. You opened your mouth to let out a loud moan, feeling a rush of euphoria from his fingers playing with your bud. Now, staining even your most sensitive parts with blood. If you refused to give up the fight before, you would now. Continuously he played with your bundle of nerves as you tried to weakly push away his advances.

“Fuck, baby you feel so wet.” He groaned in your ear. Not knowing whether it was blood or cum he was rubbing back onto you.

He wasn’t wrong, you were soaking, but goddamn it felt amazing when he touched you down there. Hell, if he touched you anywhere you’d have been a wreck as well, but when he rubbed your sensitive spots all rationale went out the window. He slid two fingers along your folds, gathering up any precum so he could slip both fingers inside of you. You gasp at the sudden intrusion, trying once more to fight him off, but at some point you had given up willingly right as the tip of his fingers pushed against your sweet spot.

“Feels good doesn’t it?” He whispered against your mouth, his lips rough from cuts and dried blood.

You bite his lip as an act of rebellion, but that only causes him to fuck you harder, pulling moans out of your mouth one after another. Throwing your head back you let out a long and broken moan as you dug your nails into his back, leaving behind a trail of blood. Childe wasn’t wrong, it did feel good, but like hell you would ever admit that to him. Suddenly he slipped his tongue into your mouth, moaning against you like an animal starved of its bountiful feast. Again, you bit his lip, but this time with much more rage and forcefulness.

“Fuck you!” You spat back.

His eyes went dark as he let out a twisted laugh. “Oh, I plan to!”

He pulled back only to take his remaining hand and pin both of your wrists above your head. You had nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, and nothing but pure thrilling fun ahead of you. He continued to finger you, faster and faster, until he could feel your walls tightening around him. That’s when he increased the speed and harshness of how he fucked you, until the very moment in which you came all over his fingers. He watched you with glee as you thrashed against the hold of his hands, moaning and arching your back like it was the best you’d ever had. He pulled out slowly, grinning as he watched you come to reality, thinking that all was said and done.

“What are you doing?” You asked nervously. As you tried to back out his grip you ended up putting yourself in a corner that you couldn’t wiggle your way out of.

He unzipped his pants and then moved to remove your bottoms, pulling them completely off of you as he climbed back on top of you. “Oh, I’m not done yet.”

A horrific expression washed over your face as you realized what his words meant. You try to reason with him, say how he’s long since proven that he’s the winner and that you were sorry for rejecting his advances beforehand, but it was too late. He was already starting to line himself up with your hole when you had begun crying and begging for him to reconsider. Sadly for you he wouldn’t. Before you knew it he was entering inside of you and you had no choice but to brace yourself. You thought you could handle his size, the thickness of it, but Childe had very quickly proved you wrong.

Your limits were tested as he used his hips to push himself deeper inside of you. Grabbing onto his biceps and digging your nails into his toned skin you grit your teeth, fighting back the urge to pull away. It hurt like hell at first, feeling as if he was stretching you wider than was humanly possible, but soon you started to adjust his length and girth. Your body had begun to relax and your mind started to lose focus as you became all too aware of just how big he was. Just as you were starting to get used to the pleasurable burn at your core, Childe flipped you onto your stomach and positioned you onto your knees.

He licked his lips and groaned as he gave your ass a quick, hard slap. Chuckling at the way you whined in response as he pushed himself back inside of you. He grabbed your hips as he pounded inside of you at an unforgiving pace, biting his lip to suppress the excitement hiding underneath his tongue. Your body was on fire, electricity traveled up your spine in the most euphoric way possible. Childe was hitting that sweet spot of yours relentlessly and eventually it broke you in the best of ways. Your tongue fell out of your mouth and eyes rolled back as he hit that spot hard again and again. Fuck, you hated Childe so much, but even you couldn’t deny how good his cock felt shoved inside of your cunt.

You clawed at the dirt ground while Childe managed to fuck into you harder and faster with every thrust, something you didn’t know was even possible. With the combination of his bloody hands, the wetness of the dirt ground, and the freeing air which enveloped both of you; you weren’t sure how much longer you could handle this. If it wasn’t for the way his tainted hands touched you then it was the vulnerability of anyone being able to walk by and see him deep inside of you. God, something about that made your body quiver. Everytime you heard a noise you held a small amount of hope that it was someone watching you with a satisfied grin on their face. Some part of you wanted the world to know how you belonged to Childe, someone you supposedly hated so much.

He grabbed a fistful of your hair and groaned loudly. “Fuck, baby keep doin’ that shit and I’m gonna– ahhh!”

Pulling your head up by the fist full of of hair, he started to fuck you sloppily, his thrusts becoming frantic and uneven. You let out a pained whimper as you felt something rush in your chest, your heart beating fast as your number one enemy fucked the life out of you. You were being violated for the whole world to see and yet you couldn’t give a shit less, the pleasure far outweighing the consequences. Tears started to fall from your eyes as you felt the coil finally snap. Childe continued to fuck you through both yours and his highs, overstimulating you as you squirted all over his cock.

“That’s it, baby. Take it all.” He moaned, hunched over you as he continued to fuck you relentlessly.

As he drained the last of his release inside of you fell limp against the ground, your eyes were barely open and yet you managed to see a group of lesser Fatui members pointing at you and smiling. Something about that felt so good, filling your core with desire all over again. Even as your cunt glistened from all the fluids you couldn’t help but grind against Childe for more stimulation. You knew it would probably hurt, still very overstimulated, but you needed to be by him now more than ever. Something about right now demanded to be filled with as much of him as he could offer, maybe even more.

In the process of everything he had flipped you back onto your stomach, wanting to look into your glazed over eyes just one last time before he removed himself. As he was about to slide out of you he noticed how you ground your wet pussy against his cock for more, and saw how you eyed the other Fatui members, too. He smiled fondly at you and kissed you gently on the lips.

He stroked the side of your face and shoved himself back into what little space was left between the two of you. “Don’t look at them, focus on me.” He reassured you as he started to roll his hips to press his cock deeper inside of you until he reached that sweet spot again.

The feeling you felt was one of instant relief, moaning immediately as your eyes locked on Childe’s. Although dark and empty it soothed you as he treated you with an entirely different etiquette. It didn’t take long for you to forget about the strays and focus entirely on Childe, wrapping your arms around his neck as he took advantage of the space, lifting your legs so that you could wrap them around his waist and giving him easier access to your cunt. Rougher and rougher he fucked into you until the both of you were a whimpering mess, already on the fast track to cumming all over again, but you didn’t mind.

As the both of you moaned and climaxed in symphony, something even you were surprised by, you felt yourself eventually lose yourself to the pure euphoria you felt. Suddenly, you slipped into a dark nothingness that was like a dreamlike state. It took some time before you had finally came to and when you did you were in a furnished room. You awoke laying in bed, fully clothed and warm, a strange contrast to before. Feeling eyes on you, you glanced to the side of you to see Childe propped upright watching you with a smile on his face.

“Good, you’re finally awake. You had me scared for a moment there.” He admitted, a tint of blush painting his cheeks.

You rubbed the back of your head in embarrassment. “Sorry ‘bout that, I didn’t realize that would happen.”

Childe continued looking at you like an obedient pet. “Don’t worry about it, I’ve seen worse.”

You sighed. “Yeah, I guess– I guess you have a point there.”

There was a moment of comfortable silence, the sound of the fireplace flickered in the background as your eyelids began to feel heavy once again. You tried fighting it, feeling a little awful about fainting mid fuck with your rival. If you could even call him that anymore.

“Tired?” He asked, pulling the blankets over your body gingerly.

You nodded. Letting him put out the fire before crawling back into bed with you, making sure to keep a safe distance from you as to make you feel more comfortable.

“Hey, Childe?” You asked.

“Hmm?” He hummed in reply.

“I still fucking hate you.” You replied in what you hoped was a cold tone, but Childe was not so easily fooled.

“Haha! Sure you do.” He replied with a laugh.

Something about his words and the laughter that followed caused you to feel something bubble in your stomach, something warm and exciting. It filled you with both fear and excitement, eager to find out what all this meant, but for now you’d rest your eyes and heal your battle wounds, hoping for answers in the coming days.

#childe x reader #childe x you #childe x y/n #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia x you #tartaglia x y/n #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #childe smut #tartaglia smut #genshin smut

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butchhamlet · 6 months

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a scene-by-scene playlist for macbeth--one song for each scene. you know the drill by now. track list with rationale under the cut; special thanks to @blackcatarts for help with the selection :3 happy halloween season, y'all.

track list + rationale

act one

1.1 (the witches enter) - Everybody Wants to Rule the World (Lorde Cover) (feels self-explanatory, plus the vibe of it feels like panning in over a foggy battlefield)

1.2 (duncan finds out macbeth slayed) - Aneurysm by Nirvana (found this one on this macbeth playlist a while back and it has remained a macbeth song to me forever and ever; the manic energy fits the battlefield fervor here)

1.3 (macbeth and banquo meet the witches) - They by Jem (“and it’s ironic too // ‘cause what we tend to do // is act on what they say // and then it is that way… who are they? where are they? how can they possibly know all this?”)

1.4 (duncan names malcolm his successor) - Money Money Money by ABBA (he’s plotting! he’s planning! stars, hide your fires! look just trust me on this one)

1.5 (lady macbeth reads the letter & reunites with macbeth) - She’s Kerosene by the Interrupters (every lyric of this song is about lady macbeth.)

1.6 (lady macbeth welcomes duncan to her castle) - Silver Platters by Les Gold (“no need to be cordial // you could be immortal // if you take the risk // could you take the risk?” + “step out on the dance floor // this is what you asked for // such a pretty face // what was it underneath the mask for?”)

1.7 (the macbeths argue) - Fight For Me by AlicebanD (macbeths song of all time!!!)

act two

2.1 (dagger scene) - Disturbia by Rihanna (the supernatural begins to bleed into the world! will someone please direct a macbeth where this comes on during this scene)

2.2 (post-murder argument) - Prowl Great Cain by The Mountain Goats (very macbeth song. placed here for “and i feel guilty, but i can’t feel ashamed!” & mention of sleepwalking & betrayal & prowling [cf. his line about tarquin in 2.1])

2.3 (porter scene, duncan’s death comes out) - Daniel in the Den by Bastille (“felled in the night by the ones you think you love // they will come for you” + “and for every king that died // they would crown another”)

2.4 (hey. don’t cry. duncan’s horses ate each other) - When He Died by Lemon Demon (literally a song about the world getting fucked up after a guy dies what can i say)

act three

3.1 (banquo gets suspicious) - Aha! by Imogen Heap (entire song about people pretending to be better than they are, including an actual serial killer. + “cost you to keep me quiet” with banquo…)

3.2 (the macbeths are fracturing) - The Horror of Our Love by Ludo (EXTREMELY MACBETHS SONG. here because this is the scene where they start to switch places, with him the one buying into violence as the answer & telling her not to worry about gory details)

3.3 (banquodeath) - Bury A Friend by Billie Eilish (rdj meme voice: he has murdered his friend)

3.4 (banquet scene) - Bird Song by Florence + the Machine (song about killing the witness and then being haunted by that witness and completely losing your shit trying to shut their ghost up…)

3.5 (hecate) - Hecate by Wendy Rule (i don’t give a shit about this scene i’m sorry. interpolation boooooo)

3.6 (lennox talks politics) - Dark Doo Wop by MS MR (foggy apocalyptic ones. “it’s all gone to shit // it’s out of our hands”)

act four

4.1 (double double toil & trouble) - Hot Knife by Fiona Apple (i’m a hot knife i’mmmm a hot knife i’m a hot knife he’s a pat of butter… you’re just gonna have to trust me on this one. my school’s macbeth had heavy drumming all through this scene and it’s associated with this song to me forever)

4.2 (macduff’s family is murdered) - Pretty Little Things by the Crane Wives (songs about pretty/fragile things being destroyed because of men’s betrayal… thinking about how lady macduff blames her husband for abandoning her to the wolves :( )

4.3 (malcolm and macduff) - All or Nothing by the Dream Masons (songs that are about both malcolm and macduff. the first verse especially is very malcolm, as a young prince stranded among enemies; the chorus is especially macduff-deciding-to-kill-macbeth-or-die-trying)

act five

5.1 (lady macbeth sleepwalks) - Tymps (The Sick in the Head Song) by Fiona Apple (LADY MACBETH GUILT SONG! “those boon times went bust // my feet of clay, they dried to dust // the red isn’t the red we painted, it’s just rust” w her imaginary bloodstains, + “i’m either so sick in the head i need to be bled dry to quit // or i just really used to love him // i sure hope that’s it”)

5.2 (the scots and english gather) - Marked Man by Mieka Pauley (songs i considered for 4.3 as well. they are coming to Get His Ass)

5.3 (macbeth preparing to fight) - For the Departed by Shayfer James (songs about knowing you’re about to get got but what does it matter when you’re already damned)

5.4 (the fucking wood is moving guys) - Kingdom Fall by Claire Wyndham (songs i almost put on the prior scene, for “i’d rather watch my kingdom fall // i want it all or not at all,” but eventually i placed it here because… well, we are watching the kingdom fall, my guy)

5.5 (tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow) - Drowning in the Sound by Amanda Palmer (okay, this is kind of because of “sound and fury,” but also it’s soooo macbeth act 5. “and the body is a temple but the temple is a prison and the prison’s overcrowded and the inmates know it’s flooded and the body politic is getting sicker by the second” + “do you ever feel like this should be officially the end? // and that you should be the one to do the ending, but you can’t?” + the inevitability…)

5.6 (scots + english arrive) - Lion’s Teeth by the Mountain Goats (song about trying to kill a powerful and tyrannical figure. also sounds like a fight scene)

5.7 (macduff and macbeth come face to face) - Bury Me Face Down by grandson (so obsessed with how firmly this guy would rather go down fighting than do literally anything easier)

5.8 (macbeth’s head presented, malcolm crowned) - King of the World by WAR*HALL (a new king is crowned after one dies by violence. fleance is still out there somewhere. the cycle of violence continues. this one doesn’t work unless you imagine the witches watching pityingly/sinisterly in the background)

#max.txt #macbeth #LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOO GANG! I LOVE THIS DAMN PLAY #scene by scene playlist #playlistgate #Spotify

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memaidraws · 2 months

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On Repeat Playlist Tag Game

Rules: Shuffle your repeat playlist 10 times and tag 10 people. Tagged by @flymmsy 😘

If you've ever wanted to laugh at my musical tastes, no better opportunity now, folks!

I know a lot of you guys are within the venn diagram of shared/mutual fandoms, so what I'll do for this (to make things interesting) is assign a pairing for each song and a wee rationale as to why ;)

Tagging: @defira85 @atypicalacademic @dirty-bosmer @henbased @braindancer @feykiller @vasiktomis @circlejourney @chickenparm @sweatandwoe (sorry if you've been tagged before!)

SHEPARD / GARRUS (Mass Effect) Okay, Reina's technically not 'Shepard', and this is a big cheat because Jeon Somi is her voice claim haha. Definitely a song she's released out of spite when Garrus all but disappeared to play vigilante on Omega ;)

MARTIN SEPTIM / MARINA CORVUS (TES IV: Oblivion) Listen, listen, this song is so perfectly them it actually kind of hurts a lot. To people that surrounded Martin, Emperor-to-be, Marina was exactly the kind of troublemaker they needed him to stay away from. But to Brother Martin the man made of flesh? She was everything to him uwu

GORTASH / DURGE (Baldur's Gate III) Come on now, the lyrics are PERFECT for a Durge lamenting about the big dumb crush she's got on Enver and oh my god? He likes her back? (She says, kicking her feet in the air, after a bloody massacre, much to Sceleritas Fel's dismay)

MAYOR HANCOCK / LEE (Fallout 4) UGH oh my god so I know Lee Know from Stray Kids is his faceclaim but this song is very much them. Wanting to run away, seeking freedom where they can take it? Not wanting to take shit for all the crap that's been thrown their way? Yeah <3 Maybe for a modern AU <3

GORTASH / DARK URGE (Baldur's Gate III) It's not cheating! If Kill! Kill! Kill! was from Durge's perspective, I can see this being from Gortash's perspective (the fact this is one genuine emo/alt??? perfect for Gorty's aging rockstar look). Like come on, it's in the name, the lyrics, the screamo bridge? Davey Havok knows what's up.

ONMUND / ALREK (TES V: Skyrim) Oh man. Oh man so this particular album from Bastille has been very Onmund/Alrek coded to me (for reasons I won't get into yet ;D) But this is very much like Alrek watching the world quite literally burn and the only thing he can think of is courting the cute mage and throwing all his cares into the wind. After all, when the world's ending, why does any of it matter?

CAPT DELACOURT / MC (Heart of a Sky Pirate) Hey, my otome game officially lives on an app, so this counts ;D But these more upset, shanty-esque songs definitely reminds me of Delacourt and his romance route. Throwing your cares to the wind (literally) and having a grand ol' time no matter where the adventure takes you.

F!SOLE SURVIVOR / CURIE (Fallout 4) Hear me out: I think Parker's (my sole) romance with Curie is almost highschool puppy love. And it doesn't help that they both have some pretty huge baggage that they need to work through-- so having someone to lean on and love in a way that's easy, carefree and happy? Yeah they're gonna hold onto that <3

STELLE / MARCH 7TH (Honkai: Star Rail) Forever crying that my Caelus is getting so many better pulls than my Stelle, but fwiw, I definitely think Stelle and March have a very fun, easy-going relationship. Kinda need to when you're Trailblazing across the galaxy in a giant space train (and angering gods along the way, oops!)

GALE DEKARIOS / TAV (Baldur's Gate III) Hear me out: I think these two would be so into each other in the way that they absolutely would not leave each other alone. You think Astarion/Tav is bad? These two have it worse. To be more precise, my Tav for this romance, Rae, is very much into exploring his romantic curiosities with Gale. No one else makes him feel as safe and wanted uwu

#music tagged #if you weren't tagged and wanna participate go ahead!#just say I tagged you and I'll come check it out!#no obligation btw to those who were tagged!#Spotify

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letters-to-rosie · 5 months

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talk revolution to me: arcane fanfiction playlist

there are few moments more exciting as a fanfic author than when someone makes something inspired by your work. in this case, we have a playlist made by @arrowdite, and in this post, because there were rationales for every song picked, I wanted to respond! the playlist is a work in progress, and this post is, too! thanks again, friend! 💖💖💖

check out the fic here!

1. Black Sheep - this is pulled from my regular Timebomb playlist. I think it fits the state we find Ekko and Powder in, regardless of the universe. Now that the truth is just a rule that you can bend / You crack the whip, shape-shift, and trick the past again

I really like the lines you pulled out on the past for this one. The vibe of the song, like sonically, is very Powder I feel, and the lines about the past really fit with how I just kind of drop the reader into the story, into Powder and Ekko's relationship in the main timeline, before I bothered to explain how they got like that in the first place lol. Their own lack of understanding about what really happened between them and the other's motivations when they were kids is such a big part of their arc, so these lyrics really fit, not just the ship in general but this... articulation, I guess lol, of them.

2. Run Wild - I imagine Powder listening to this song to hype herself up as she heads to The Last Drop in chapter 2. I think some of the lyrics in the chorus fit her when we first meet her, too: determined, but aimless. I’m on a mission and I won’t stop / No destination but it’s worth a shot

For two, she wasn’t going to go. She wasn’t. But then she got back to her apartment, dumped her bag out on the floor, and saw that stupid green eye staring back up at her. She has nightmares about green eyes, sometimes waking, sometimes sleeping. Her worst ones are the what-ifs—if she had just done something different that day, or any of the days preceding it, what kind of life would she be living? Some of the what-ifs hurt for their immateriality, while others make her happy for what she’s got. And with Viktor, the human manifestation of her meager impulse control, gone for the weekend, Powder put on some music, dolled herself up, and got on the move.

She'd be playing this while getting ready haha, dancing in her apartment and feeling angry in a way she can't express right. She really is wild in that chapter. And that aimless state is so important, because Ekko is kinda right when he says she's not offering any alternative, but that's not even what she's trying to do at that point. Plus, this song is just fun, and I feel like Powder would like it lol. I also really enjoy the Thutmose reference, bringing it back to Ekko!

3. Pathetic - Powder’s opinion of Ekko at this point in the story, revealed when he makes his first appearance in chapter 2. …It's been / 1460 days since we were alright / You're having trouble sleeping and I think I know why / 1460 days since we were alright / But now you're just pathetic, I said it

Okay, I just really like this one hahahahaha like?? I can't even describe what exactly it is about it, but after a couple listens, it just stuck in my head. But considering "pathetic" is a word Powder uses in their fight at the end of chapter 2, it gets that other layer of meaning. The irony here is that Powder doesn't know why Ekko has trouble sleeping—and in Ekko's POV, we see how different that night plays out to him. In her head, he's just this posturing villain, and he is like that a little bit, but she has no idea the cognitive dissonance she's about to inflict on this man. Until later, hehehe. It's also fun to imagine Powder dancing to this one with a hairbrush as a mic. I'm sure y'all get the vision.

4. Pieces Of The People We Love - A character song for Powder. She has lost a lot of people and carries their memories with her, across distance (Vi), change (Ekko), and even death (Vander, Tovan, Mylo, Claggor, her parents…). As much as it can pain her, she keeps those people close to her heart. I think this is one of her strengths. She may not know how to express it, but she has a lot of love to give. Like when her empathy is on display at the hospital; though she doesn’t know the people there, they get to her. She takes them with her. Decides to stop looking away. Start her club. In short, the pieces of the people she loves are what drive her to build a better future. And all our time together is tearing me apart / I can't hold you tomorrow but I hold you in my heart

I remember I was actually really nervous about writing Jinx as a main character, just because I tend to relate more to Vi in canon, but working on this fic led me to appreciating things that hadn't stood out to me before. Jinx literally keeps versions of the people she lost near her because of how heavily the trauma weighs on her. I wanted revolution!Powder to have some of that same energy. The song has this kind of anxious energy, and I feel like that connects well with how Powder feels throughout the chapter. She's really knocked off-kilter in chapter 3, and she has to decide how she's going to deal with not only what Ekko said but what she's going to do with these "pieces of people she loves," and that really is what motivates her. She takes off the blinders and decides to empathize with others. I'm like a proud mom lol I love her!

5. Memories - Chapter 5, Ekko and Powder’s reunion at the community center. How Powder remembers Ekko and how he appears to her now juxtapose each other in her mind’s eye. And it’s reciprocated: Ekko is baffled to see her. I imagine they’re both confused about how to rectify the discrepancy in their minds. My memories came back in the form of someone else / …Why won’t you love me now? Why won't you love me now? / …You shouldn’t be on your high horse, we’re not so stable anymore

Yeah, they were both very confused lmao. They both have very preconceived notions of who the other is, and they don't really take well to the disruption to that. I alluded to it in the notes, and he says it outright in chapter 20, but Ekko really thought Powder was following him lol. And Powder accuses him of stalking her, even though she's able to put together that he went to school in that neighborhood way back in the day and would probably have some connections in that part of the city. She's also very much on a project to knock Ekko off his high horse after he retaliates with that threat. But as the creator of this playlist pointed out in a comment on this chapter, Ekko's not the only one being self-righteous! Plus more Thutmose! Yayyyyyy (for those who might not know, he's one of the people who provides Ekko's voice for True Damage!)

6. Hard Times - Chapter 6, but applies to Powder’s whole situation. “Vi huffs. ‘You gotta stop being so hard on yourself, Pow.’ ‘Tell life to be softer on me.’”

Is this the time to admit that I fully fit into that stereotype that black people love Paramore? I have a friend who's black and Brazilian and apparently the stereotype travels lmao. But I actually hadn't heard this particular song before, and I really enjoy it! Another one for Powder to dance and have a crisis to. But the funny thing about the particular quote from chapter 6 that was pulled here is it was actually inspired by another song with kind of similar enegry? "Softer to Me" by Relient K, because I grew up during a time when "Sadie Hawkins Dance" and "Be My Escape" were big hits, and that band was pretty formative for my teen years. I used to listen to them and Paramore on playlists I made in the late 2000s, so the connection was really fun for me!

7. Same Soul - Another song pulled from my Timebomb playlist. This one is kinda meta. They’re in a different universe, literally, since this is an AU, so it’s like they’re meeting again in different bodies. But it also works in-universe, since they’re meeting again after so much has happened and they don’t recognize who they were to each other. Figuratively—but also, Ekko’s eyes are green now. Would your heart know if I met you in a brand-new set of bones? / …I’m just somebody that you used to know

Also just really love this one, particularly the chorus, and especially the one after the bridge. I also thought of it in connection to Powder's feelings about Vi and meeting her after her years in prison. There are places where I make it explicit that Powder's feelings about Ekko and Vi are interlinked in some ways (particularly the poem at the end of chapter 17). This also fits well with Powder's gradual realization of how different Ekko's life is and how he has different people in it, which comes out strongly in chapter 12.

8. Starboy - This song makes me think of Revolution-verse Ekko. He’s under so much pressure and has to present a particular image to be effective in a lonely, high-stakes role he doesn’t like to play. And from Powder’s perspective, he does certain things just to hurt [her]. Look what you’ve done / I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy

Ekko definitely plays mind games. It's one of the traits I pulled out of his Arcane portrayal and turned up to eleven to make an "antihero" version of him. The first verse of this song I feel like connects to that part of him, and the second connects to the part that is tired of the games that are part and parcel of the shimmer business and take up so much of his time to push back against, even if he dismisses them as uncreative (and even if that comes back to haunt him). Everything he does is pretty much calculated to keep that inner universe steady and keep his head on amongst all Silco's allies as he comes into that more... administrative role. And Powder does see him as having particular tools to hurt her because of their history, as well.

The mac and cheese is baked as it should be. It is Powder’s sole consolation in this stupid, awful world. She ought to be able to enjoy the scene in front of her, but she can’t. Every time she interacts with Ekko, she comes away feeling like trash. Their history gives him a unique ability to make her miserable, and she knows, somewhere deep in her bones, that Ekko isn’t going to let this lie. Their little peace is over, and as long as she keeps coming to the community center, she’ll likely have to prepare for battle on a regular basis.

9. Undo - Chapter 8, the argument on the bridge from Powder’s perspective. You've been pouring gasoline in your living room / Light a cigarette while you complain about the fumes / Who are you to talk? / …Oh, come on, just say something / No, go ahead, tell me, what do I need?

Some of these lyrics kind of parallel a song I am trying to advance as a timebomb song, "Percogesic" by Gallant. But I think the lyrics here— You're so shook when I look right past you So surprised you don't get an answer Guess no one told you, now I told you We're not living in the forties Ain't it weird to feel small 'n stuff? ��connect very nicely to Powder not answering Ekko's question at the end of chapter 8, even though it doesn't surprise him. He will get an answer, just not directly, and that's the surprise! But the lyrics in general remind me of them, how Powder is unwilling to give him that power over her; even though Ekko's presence does make her upset, he's far from the only problem she has. As she says at the end of chapter 9, "...she will handle Ekko. But first, she has to handle herself."

10. < Coping Mechanism > - Powder lost a lot the night of the explosion, including Ekko—from her perspective, willingly—to Silco. She sees Ekko as an adversary, but it’s because she feels betrayed. Now that he’s back in her life, she’s forced to look at some ill-timed big feelings in chapter 9. I've wasted so much time / Hating myself for trying / ...Had your eyes locked on someone else / No, you couldn't help it / Or could you?

Somehow this playlist beat me to announcing my headcanon that revolution!Powder would be a Willow fan, haha. Their energies match in my head. Plus, bi solidarity! But anyway lol, the song mentions voices in her head, which is very relevant for chapter 9, and there's this sense that the lyrics are questioning whether the situation in the song is predestined or not. I also like these lyrics for them: Fun fact, I really wanna fuckin' make you cry It just isn't right, so enticing just like you Mastermindin' every fight Rivers flowin' from my eyes No emotion from your side Fun fact, I'm the worst, it's true Fun fact, I learned it all from you I need a coping mechanism now, every night

11. An Honest Mistake - Chapter 9. Powder’s Anniversary feelings catch up to her. My old friend / I swear I never meant for this / I never meant— / Don’t look at me that way / It was an honest mistake

Powder really does see the accident as an honest mistake (because it was!!!), and I haven't written it yet, but there's a reason Powder doesn't see Ekko's expression in the scene where he finds her mid-breakdown. She's assuming he's looking at her a certain way, and she doesn't even know. I love drama lmao

12. Our Own House - Chapter 12, the porch scene. Powder’s group becomes official. It’s the culmination of and launching pad for so many things in Powder’s life, and for Powder as a character. We built our own house, own house / With our hands over our hearts / And we swore on that day / That it’ll never fall apart

The porch scene!! It really solidifies Powder's friendships with her club, and it so much of the politics I've been trying to explore is about that "own house" building. There are a lot of things we can't change, but building solidarity with people around us and working to build something that will take better care of us than the current system does is certainly a place to start. This gets a nice theoretical resonance in a book I recently read for class, Olúfẹ́mi Táíwò's Elite Capture: How the Powerful Took Over Identity Politics (And Everything Else). The theory is doing a lot lol, but he advances it in the hopes of putting forward this idea he calls "constructive politics," which is about building new rooms and houses, as he puts it, where we can create more equal ways of relating to each other and the world. A tall order, but I like to dream big. He also talks about how Pedagogy of the Oppressed was used in the liberation struggles of Cape Verde and Guinea-Bissau, and that is just super fucking cool haha.

13. Zanies and Fools - Chapter 12. The porch scene is such a pivotal moment for Powder, it deserves two songs. It may sound corny, but together, anything really is possible. (This song is a real-life reminder of that truth for me and I get emotional nearly every time I listen to it.) This song also recounts how Chance the Rapper met his future wife and I’m not saying that’s Ekko and Powder but I’m not not saying it 👀 I'm so powerful every time I look at you / No memory of anything I couldn't do / …Everything will go right as it can / It's possible

It's true! If it weren't, there wouldn't be so much effort put into preventing solidarity on the part of the powers that be. If y'all will allow me a theoretical moment, there's this part in the Bible that says the wisdom of God runs contrary to people's wisdom, and I think that's interesting if we think of that in terms of how often we're told that humans are rationally selfish and human nature is greedy and violent and everything else. Acknowledging this is considered common sense, but we also know from practical experience that people are also often kind and generous, and we can choose to lean into that and cultivate it. Believing anything is possible is considered foolish, but how else do we change things, you know? Outside of the connection this could have to the porch scene itself, there's also a link to the way that Ekko sees Powder as constantly pushing what he thinks is possible, which is why she inspires him so much. They're so cute. Help lol

14. Montage - Chapter 13. Powder reminisces about the childhood she shared with Ekko. Tears soaked, we still make each other laugh / Fabricating a montage of our love / All the things we were gonna do fade away / We grew up and apart and we’re not the same

This one is a little funny to me just because it's so different from the song I chose to quote at the start. But it's a nice little flip side, because where I had a more... I almost wanna say cynical approach to that chapter, not necessarily in the content, but because I was the only person who knew where that moment would lead, it was almost like I was poking fun at it, but that's not how it is for Powder and Ekko. And she does make him laugh! That's how she gets through to him. The idea of the montage pairs really nicely with the play and the curtains that frame Powder's reminiscing in the chapter.

15. Let Me Down Easy - A song from Ekko’s perspective of chapter 13. Ekko expects Powder to tell him to fuck off forever when he offers, but it’s not what he wants. Despite how awful they’ve been to each other, despite expecting rejection, his care for her comes through. He holds her in higher esteem than she believes. I also like that the song mentions lemonade, a callback to the porch scene. It’s not a, a bad time, time spent with you / There’s cool lights and songs with good lyrics / We never have to talk again, whatever, up to you

Lol the lemonade needs to come back to tie things together in the plot. But this is a pretty good summary of where they are at this point. Ekko certainly doesn't think they'll be friends again, and he's willing to give Powder peace even if it means closing the door on the possibility that they could become close later. His care comes through, and he really doesn't expect the slightest bit of reciprocation, but Powder surprises him again (and gets ice cream for her troubles, lol).

16. Get Free - Another character song for Powder. I feel like this one could be Powder’s/this fic’s thesis statement: Not trying to get by / I’m trying to get free

I need Mereba to drop a new album because she keeps clowning us on instagram, and I have complained about this with a friend before lol. That said, I really think the title of the project this song (and "Black Truck," which gets quoted in chapter 25) comes from is really apt as well: The Jungle Is the Only Way Out. That phrase really sums up Powder's journey very well, and she really is trying to free herself from the structures that come more and more sharply into view as she applies herself to helping others and working towards change. And while this can be discouraging, she keeps pushing because she wants to be free. Very relatable feeling. Side note, I feel like "Sandstorm," another one of her songs featuring JID is a good timebomb song.

17. RICKY - An Ekko song. Particularly obvious in Chapter 16, at the hospital. “‘Catch more flies with honey than vinegar.’ Ekko scratches at his scalp. ‘But jealousy makes people do crazy things.’” His success doesn’t secure his safety. He has to deal with people he’d rather avoid or, at worst, would see him killed. But he’s successful because he takes wisdom from multiple—even contradicting—places, uses it the best he can, learns quickly, and doesn’t forget who he is. First they mockin', now they hoppin' / All on the wave 'cause they see me poppin' / Big-big-big large pockets, they start flockin' / Here's what I say when they ass keep knockin'

This is so funny to me lol. For reference, I quoted the title song from the ZUU album in chapter 6, and this is the track that follows it. There are a lot of themes (and I have a lot of feelings about Denzel's music, but this is not the time because otherwise we'll be here all day) about family and parenthood in Ekko's side of the story, so I think this is a good fit, even though it never occurred to me! He keeps things that belonged to his parents close and thinks about them often. Advice they've given him features in his inner monologue as well. But it's also true that people are trying to get things from him, and it's all catching up. (Chapter 16 also has a Denzel Curry song quoted in it, "Chrome Hearts" ft. Zacari and the Cold Blooded Soul Band; extra fun fact, I can rap this whole song lmao).

18. Dancing in a Daydream - Chapter 18. Ekko and Powder see each other at the club, on the balcony and dance floor respectively. This is, admittedly, the more angsty of the song options I had for this moment. I chose it because the lyrics describe a moment as temporary as the one they share. We've reached the palace but I'm betting that it won't last / Bright lights and mirror ball / We might be hurting but I'm ready for the free fall

It's fine if this is an angsty choice, because Powder's pretty angsty by the end of the chapter as she develops her plan to set things straight with Ekko, lol. The dream imagery of the chapter pairs nicely here. The song I picked for it is a pretty different vibe, and so is the song I could have picked but didn't think of in time, Kehlani's "Hate the Club," which is also a nice match. Between the three songs, you can choose your fighter lol. I like the name of this band, though. Fits the vibe, and me lol

19. Ego - Chapter 20. Ekko and Powder have a difficult conversation in Ekko’s hotel room. They’ve both been working on their egos, going by their ability to have one at all. (Thank you for recommending me this song forever ago, btw, it’s lovely.) Easy for me to care and you want me there / …I’m working on my ego

Y'ALL. This is my current favorite song. It has been since I first heard it. You gotta get like almost 4 minutes in before that switch comes in, but the strings and the bass... like it's truly magical. If you have headphones, I recommend using them. Done advertising lol. But that part at the end has nice lyrics for them too, as well as the beginning: Is that you, baby? Check when you're makin' no sense In this hotel bed Feels like, "What are we doin'?" Which is pretty on the nose lol, but I like it, and then toward the end: Don't wanna run Every time I get that feelin', I just rather be stuck Putting my favorite song at the most pivotal chapter, I'm emotional haha. The instrumental catharsis it provides matches the way the chapter is designed to build, too.

20. My Friend - By the end of chapter 20, Ekko and Powder clear the air. They reach a new understanding of each other. You’ve seen me from every side / Still down for the ride

These lyrics also capture part of why they work well as a couple; they work on most of their major issues before they even date, haha. On a more serious note, Powder really does get a real picture of what Ekko's dealing with, and to his surprise, she decides to stick by him and extend kindness. Just like in other situations throughout the story, Powder changes things by choosing to be understanding and kind. Perhaps it is cliche, but Powder/Jinx is a character who feels very deeply. I think it works.

21. Same Heart - You know I had to pick a song by Reed Shannon. This one has themes of reconnection while there’s action out in the streets. The moment Ekko and Powder part in chapter 21 feels like the start of something new, so I thought it fit. Baby, maybe we can do it again / Let’s restart, I’m your friend

In case you didn't know, Reed Shannon is Ekko's voice actor in the game AND in Arcane. As far as I know, he's the only voice actor from the game who reprised his role in Arcane. I love the 2000s r&b vibes on this one, very me. The fun thing is that Ekko realizes his feelings for Powder when he wakes up after the whole... hotel thing, and so there are a couple layers of meaning here. And it was just the night before that Scar was doing the stuff, so there was very much action in the streets! Really fun easter egg-type song to include.

22. Dirty - Caitlyn’s reveal in chapter 22 absolutely gets a song on this playlist. Full disclosure, I’m not convinced this is the one. But I like that it asks the question, “Do you love your neighbor?” because it has multiple meanings here: Piltover and Zaun are neighbor cities, and the rent strike is about helping your literal neighbors. And I like that some lyrics sound like they’re written by a schemer, like Caitlyn. I got a skeleton under the floorboard / I got a secret I need you to keep / …Aren't you fed up yet? / Do you have enough love in your heart / To go and get your hands dirty?

Caitlyn still has stuff up her sleeve in the plot! But she is very much a schemer, both in canon and the fic. Caitlyn's arc is very much about learning how the systems of exploitation that keep Piltover and Zaun in their places operate and using her influence to mess with that. Even if she doesn't get everything from the outset, she's determined to learn from Powder, and she's motivated by love, primarily for Vi, but also for the fellow people who are suffering under the name of the City of Progress.

23. Choose Me - Chapter 27, Powder and Vi’s fight. Powder is working hard to build a life she and Vi can be proud of, but they need different things. Vi doesn’t see what Powder does for Zaun and why, so Powder wonders how Vi can see her for who she is. How can Vi want her? I know there are places that I can't go with you / …I'd rather you choose me every day

OH BOY, there's a reason chapter 27's title has "tragedy" in it. Powder does want to be chosen by Vi, all of her, and not just the parts Vi understands. Vi's own trauma really does prevent her from seeing things from Powder's perspective. There are places she can't go because of how much pain they cause her, and while Powder's working on reaching out more, she wants the same from Vi. At the same time, Vi feels like Powder is choosing Zaun over her in a sense, so it works on both levels.

24. Call You Mine - Chapter 30. “Yeah, she decides later, lying in bed and looking up at the ceiling. She’s going to tell him.” Baby, can I call you mine, mine? / ‘Cause you're always in my mind, mind

This one is so hopeful! It's a big shift after the content of chapter 30, but Powder really is at that point where Ekko represents a bright spot in her life. They've been working to know each other better, and Powder's friends are cheering her on to go after something that would make her happy. It speaks to how sweet these two turned out to be in the fic, which was probably a surprise to everyone (including me lol, since it grew out of things I came up with as I was writing).

25. Hummingbird - Ekko and Powder steal moments when they can, resulting in long text convos and late-night phone calls. Pen pal on the night shift / She’s who I get away with / …And hummingbird, I know that’s our time / But stay on / Stay on, stay on with me / And hummingbird, I can never unsee / What you've shown me

The OG interlude! Even if it makes them both tired, they prioritize each other in those long convos and calls. You could almost imagine this playing in the background while the two of them are shown split-screen talking on the phone, lying in their beds.

26. Like 90s R&B - Ekko spends the night at Powder’s place and already she can’t wait to see him again. Feel like I was only seeking you, already got me feening for more / I spend all my time daydreaming, got me living for the weekend, oh no

I am an r&b girlie, what can I say. This one was a lot of fun! Powder really is in too deep, like the lyrics say. But so is Ekko, haha. I think the song will only fit more as they keep getting closer, getting frustrated with the things that make it so they can't be as open with their relationship as they'd want.

27. Offense - End of chapter 33. Powder announces herself to the wealthy of Piltover with her excellent award acceptance speech. Figured I should say some', but you don't wanna hear me vent / You can talk bad all day long, I will never be impressed / Dunno what I did to make you feel that you be earnin' my respect / …I said it with my chest and I don’t care who I offend, uh huh

Simz always has so much confidence in her music, haha. This song goes really nicely with the title of chapter 33, "polemics in free verse," which implies that Powder is attacking someone else's ideas through poetry. It really fits perfectly; Powder refuses to be taken in by the glitz and glamor, choosing instead to point out the people who make it all possible. All Power to the People indeed.

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#Spotify #revolution-verse #rosie's writing desk #arcane #fanfiction #arcane fanfiction #arcane fanfic #timebomb #ekkojinx #ekko arcane #jinx arcane #ekko jinx #LOOK AT IT #YAY #I LOVE MY FRIENDS

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movietonight · 2 months

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My favourite lyrics on The Nylon Curtain

inspired by @thebreakfastgenie

Allentown Met our mothers at the USO Asked them to dance, danced with them slow

Laura

If she had to She would put herself in my chair (self in my chair, ah) Even though I faced electrocution

Pressure

I'm sure you'll have Some cosmic rationale

Goodnight Saigon

We met as soul mates on Parris Island We left as inmates from an asylum

She's Right On Time

Left to my own device I can always make believe

A Room of Our Own

You've got pills And I've got razor blades

Surprises

The sins of the fathers Are the sins of the sons

Scandinavian Skies

On the plane We were mainly sound and lights

Where's the Orchestra

How the hell could I have missed the overture?

#impossible to pick a favourite lyrics from goodnight saigon tbh #obligatory mention of the Joan Baez cover that I love a lot #the nylon curtain #billy joel #macks musings #god I still can't stand listening to scandinavian skies #it's the instrumentation for me #my brain hates it but the lyrics are good

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ecopportunityx · 4 months

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I want you to finally post your eox playlist and to see your rationale for the songs

Ooooh I've been waiting to share this for a while:

Explanation under cut because this is like 50 songs:

Finkles World: Kid's theme song. Childish with a sadness to it, a bit of how they miss Zeller and how the world is so new to them in there.

Kiss Me, Son of God; The Charasmatic Smile: That's Bass!

Bite the Wax Tadpole; Man Made Object; Sleepwalk; Counting Sheep; Invalid: Bass dream stuff.

Your Signature Here: EOX employees getting the job and having to move to a suck-ass location.

Flashy Man; I Am a Song!; Nothing Bad Ever Happens to Me: Brian :-]

Puppet Loosely Strung: Bass' opinion of Brian.

My Idea of Fun: Brian's opinion of Bass.

The Hitchiker; Robot Assisted Suicide: Bass scooping Brian's brain out and putting them in a jar.

Brainchild; I Earn My Life: Chantal </3

Collectables; Interesting Times; 9 to 5 at the Morgue; Working for Google: The grating mundanity of working for EOX setting in.

Crutch: Everyone having to find ways to cope with work at EOX (Zeller with Moradonyx, Ashley with weed, Chantal with coffee)

No One Wants to Play: Back to Bass again.

Lagtain; Cold as February: Things just feeling cold and gray and shitty.

The Promise Keeper; Dog Doesn't Bite: THE EXPERIMENT GOES WRONG.

Blood: Carnage, but mostly Zeller looking for Kid in the mess.

Point/Counterpoint: Zeller dying.

Small Shock: Immediate aftermath. Playing as Kid now.

Life in Transition: Starting out, figuring things out.

#BrooklynBloodPop!: There's blood 👍 hope this helps.

Decision Decision: Kid having fun making choices :-]

Daisy Bell, as performed by IBM 7094: It's Daisy!

Strong Wind, Slicked Back Hair: More Kid having fun exploring.

New Way Out: General messing around having fun getting through the facility theme.

PHR (2_771 EDUCATIONAL VIDEO): Pure atmospheric stuff. 'S what the comic sounds like to me.

Here We Are: More atmosphere.

Run Rabbit: Tenser moments! Arm beast and stuff.

No Money Down, Low Monthly Payments: BPB :-]

Don't Hold It Against Us: Please don't judge me for using a FNAF fan song .

Eye in the Sky: HP watching over you :-]

My CRT; I'm Real, I'm Alive: The AI!

Toothless Dream: The dream sequence!!

Return to Me: Bass wanting Brian back LOL

Take Stuff From Work: Ashley lol

Amalgam: HP :-]]]]

When Will You Die?: Everyone is so fucking sick of Bass

Horse's Head; Death of a Bike Thief; Death Parade: KILLING HIM KILLING HIM KILLING HIM (doabt is really interesting to me tho 'cause the bike is a representation of freedom and autonomy so it also works very directly for brian's body)

Kiss Me, Son of God (alternate version): Bass dying

Leaving: End of the comic. Lyrics are the hover text on the last page, even.

Finkles World (Reprise): Bye-bye.

#asks

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thebreakfastgenie · 2 months

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Allentown But something happened On the way to that place They threw an American flag in our face

Laura I fight her wars while she's slamming her doors in my face

Pressure I'm sure you'll have Some cosmic rationale

Goodnight Saigon And we held on to each other like brother to brother We promised our mothers we'd write

She's Right On Time Every time I lost the meter There she was when I would need her

A Room of Our Own You've got pills And I've got razor blades

Surprises What has it cost you What have you won

Scandinavian Skies We climbed towards the sun We turned and cursed as one

Where's the Orchestra? Here I am, in the balcony How the hell could I have missed the overture?

My favorite lyrics from each Billy Joel song

#billy joel #favorite billy joel lyrics

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niallsdaya · 1 year

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I know a lot of my fans and friends struggle with mental health issues. I've always made a point of writing to those people through my songs. I want to let them know that they're not alone and we can feel those feelings in our own way.

With "Meltdown", I wanted the verse lyric to capture those frantic moments when you feel like so much is going wrong and there's no real rationale for what's happening.

I really love how the tempo of the song and the groove intensifies that feeling of spiraling out of control, and adds even more urgency to the panic and irrational thinking. In the chorus there is a major shift in the mood as there is some calm brought to the chaos. It gives the feeling of 'everything well be alright.'

Niall Horan about "Meltdown" from his third album The Show.

#niall #niall horan #niall horan quote #niall horan quotes #niall horan the show #the show #niall the show #niall meltdown #meltdown #niall horan meltdown

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lyricallymnded · 1 year

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clean again // rationale.

#lyrics #rationale #rationale.#joe taylor #dan lambton #song: clean again #album: if the problems persist #artist: rationale.

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lokislytherin · 1 year

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lookism x percy jackson

look i KNOW i should stop coming up with au ideas but. i thought of a way to write that soldier poet king au and it’s a lookism x percy jackson universe

the original song was technically about recovering from abuse, and i’ll put the summarized / paraphrased / slightly changed interpretations here so it doesn’t clog up space where my notes are

soldier: physically remove the abuser and trauma they caused

poet: provide rationale against the abuser to fight their influence

king: show kindness and love to overcome aftereffects of abuse

SOLDIER: CHOI SOOJUNG

original lyric: there will come a soldier // who carries a mighty sword // he will tear your city down // oh lei oh lai oh lord

daughter of zeus: canonically daughter of one of the most powerful men ever, father has other ‘kids’ (10 geniuses are zeus’ adopted children)

my interpretation of soldier: listens to father’s instructions, the gods’ number 1 supporter, would destroy you if the orders were given to her because it’s her duty and duty is unavoidable and inevitable

soldier with og meaning: would remove any threats to the people she cares about, not afraid to get blood on her hands for law and order

weapon of choice: sword, lightning

POET: PARK HYUNGSEOK

original lyric: there will come a poet // whose weapon is his word // he will slay you with his tongue // oh lei oh lai oh lord

son of aphrodite: the signature Beautiful Guy (dg is son of apollo probably), loved by everyone, not the best at fighting but gets better

my interpretation of poet: weapon is his word because he’s a son of aphrodite he can literally charmspeak people into doing whatever the hell he wants once he learns how to do it well, slay you with his tongue bc aphrodite forced him to learn how to french kiss like irina jelavich from assassination classroom

poet with og meaning: able to confront the truth for what it is, understand it and overcome it, calm and capable of talking people down from fights

weapon of choice: bow, shapeshifting

KING: HONG JAEYEOL

original lyric: there will come a ruler // whose brow is laid in thorn // smeared with oil like david’s boy // oh lei oh lai oh lord

son of hades: not hades / hong kyeongyeong’s favorite child, but definitely is the most powerful one, inherited the most of hades’ abilities

my interpretation of king: the most powerful in terms of fighting ability & authority (let’s face it soojung is not zeus’ fav kid even though she’s the only true half-blood daughter instead of having diluted zeus blood), he’s also the one who’s most experienced with godhood so he’s the one people go to to ask what’s the ‘right’ decision

king with og meaning: if he loves you he’ll be the kindest person you’ll ever meet, would sacrifice everything and/or be a martyr if it means safety

weapon of choice: scythe, physical shadows

PLOT

prophecy: do NOT ask me to poetry right now but it basically implies hyungseok is going to destroy the gods (aka the four crews / 1st gen / pre gen), soojung and jaeyeol are also involved in the prophecy, states that one of them will die but nobody knows who. naturally they get forced to go on a quest together

expectation: soojung and jaeyeol will kill hyungseok because they’re children of the big three and hyungseok is just a nobody who got abandoned at birth and grew up with a poor mortal + he’s going to destroy their parents and they should have some filial piety right

plot twist: well guess what jaeyeol and hades are not on the best terms, jaeyeol literally would not care less if the gods got kicked off their pedestals, somehow he and hyungseok befriend each other and jaeyeol falls for him but hyungseok is oblivious. hyungseok is still hoping the prophecy has a double meaning and has 0 idea about jaeyeol’s feelings the whole time, jaeyeol gets bullied by aphrodite. actually hyungseok likes jaeyeol too but he’s scared of being bullied by aphrodite / jaeyeol hating him when he finds out / dying, so he doesn’t tell jaeyeol anything

reality: somehow someone tricks hyungseok into cursing jaeyeol and soojung to fight each other, the gods are already kind of in panic because hyungseok is pretty op by now but jaeyeol doesn’t want hyungseok to die at the end of the prophecy so he lets soojung kill him, but this is precisely the reason why hyungseok goes ballistic and destroys the gods

ENDING

we could have the good ending or the bad ending what would you prefer

bad ending: hyungseok destroys the gods but gets mortally wounded in turn, he dies hand in hand with jaeyeol and the furies rip their souls to shreds so they will never be reborn but at least they’re dead together. soojung tries her best not to get crushed under the guilt and grief of losing two of her closest friends

good ending: hades pops up at the end like damn ok. you had your character development. i guess it’s time for me to start my good dad arc. and then revives jaeyeol, so basically the gods get bullied by a half-mortal twink trying to protect his not-boyfriend who was un-alived and has now been re-alived. the prophecy works out bc nobody said dead people couldn’t come back to life + the gods got rekt that counts as being destroyed

will i write this au? i don’t know! will it be fun to write? oh absolutely

#lookism #lookism au #lookism mini fic?#i literally have the plot right there #jay hong #hong jaeyeol #daniel park #park hyungseok #crystal choi #choi soojung #i would've had gun in crystal's place but i think crystaljay is better for this #also crystaljay relationship study #bc they don't interact enough in canon #and they should #hyungseok be like when you're a child of aphrodite and you're in love with two people at the same time #but only one of them loves you back #and the one who loves you dies to save you #jay with nico di angelo vibes #grunge emo gay #with the brightest hair you've ever seen #bc hades said don't dye ur hair u useless twink so that's exactly what he did #jay's hair color changes as a metaphor for time passing #from black (night time + young and bright eyed)#to bleached blond (early morning + rebellious phase)#to platinum blond (midday + prime of his life)#and finally ash blond (dusk + he's dead)#janiel #jaeseok

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Writing Post!

I usually don't post my writing publicly, especially not things I wrote for a roleplay, but I'm sharing this because I'm proud of this starter and want to show off my Greg House Interp.

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Doctor Gregory House always harbored a strong aversion to hospital social events. He understood the purpose of quarterly fundraisers; PPTH was a private hospital. Dean Cuddy’s rationale in forcing him to attend these fundraisers, however, eluded him. House's reputation hardly aligned with amiability; in fact, it might have served the hospital better if he were banished to his home on these excruciating evenings. He was, after all, a potential liability.

In House’s mind, it was glaringly obvious that Cuddy had not thought this all the way through. His attendance carried significant risks that, House thought, outweighed any potential benefits. Sure, it was customary for all of the department heads to participate at these events, but everyone– Cuddy especially– should have known that he was beyond custom. If he ever decided to join in on the ‘fun,’ it would almost certainly end in disaster. House would start a conversation with some snot-nosed benefactor, they’d get offended by his uncouth style, and just like that the hospital would lose hundreds of thousands of dollars. Cuddy was lucky that he was not in the mood tonight to chat, or else he could have made sure that he would never be reinvited to another fundraiser.

With a glass of champagne in hand, House perused the lobby. Some decorations were strewn about the place in a shoddy attempt to make a hospital look welcoming. Only a quarter of the lights were switched on, so the room was lit comfortably dim. Maybe someone thought if they turned off the lights, no one would notice how ill-fitting the decorations were. Strains of music played at just the right volume—perfectly loud enough to discern the lyrics amidst the mingling murmurs of attendees. His back was against a wall. His position was strategic and he stood squarely between the hospital entrance and the elevators. Here, he could oversee everyone and everything without blatantly separating himself from the party. From this vantage point, he observed the other attendees with feigned interest. Everyone was paired off, all of them dancing in one way or another. Most of the dancing was physical, but the other attendees took part in a more elaborate social waltz. Doctor House sneered at both; maybe it was because he was incapable of both.

Schmoozing was never House’s forte, nor had it ever been. Yet this was more of a deliberate stance than his natural disposition. Although it was clearly Cuddy’s fantasy that he would humor her by playing nice with tonight’s lot of wealthy benefactors, House would not sink that low. He had no inclination to spend his time toadying to affluent hospital patrons. House would not perform geniality just to massage their egos and reinforce their false senses of self-importance for contributing to a ‘noble cause.’ He would not entertain them with feigned politeness and false smiles. House was not going to degrade himself by being their puppet.

The actual dancing, though, was the greater insult to House’s sensibilities. He could not help but notice the fluidity and ease with which the other attendees moved across the linoleum floor. The majority of them were significantly older than House, yet they expressed a harmony, a grace, that was unachievable for House. Less than ten years ago, he might have been one of those dancers. He could have enjoyed tonight, or at least, tolerated it. Not now, though, not with who he’s become. Nursing his glass of champagne, he considered the act of dancing with pointed disdain. Dance, always and to everyone, represented a conscious relinquishing of control. It was a surrender to the music and your dancing partner. For House, though, that surrender was also a physical one. Surrender, in all forms, was against his very nature. Each twirl and step he watched the dancers take resonated with the ache that emanated from his right leg. While none of them intended to, the dancers all mocked him and his inability to fully control his own body, a body that betrayed him.

House did not like that this was bothering him. His eyes, sharp and keen, flickered with impatience. From the outskirts of the mingling crowd, he scanned the room with a practiced intensity. His search was singular– Dean Cuddy. House's gaze darted from face to face, bypassing the couples swaying to the rhythm, bypassing the (ugly) decor, and homing in on her familiar figure. When he did not find her immediately, he pushed off the wall and craned his neck. His brow furrowed, and he squinted. Then, there, there she was. Cuddy was nestled in a group of three, or four– House couldn’t tell who was actually involved in the conversation or who was just trying to seem involved–, and she was offering them polite smiles and laughs. More importantly, Cuddy offered this group her undivided attention.

It was time for House to stage his getaway. Well, it’s not like it had to be all that elaborate. With Cuddy engrossed in her conversation, he could make his exit without the usual clash of wills. After all, she was the only one who truly cared about him suffering through this function. House carried himself towards the sliding-glass exit with an air of nonchalance. His gait was unhurried as he navigated the periphery of the event. He considered his champagne glass, it was still quarter-full but he did not want to take it outside with him. He paused, tossed the rest of the drink into his mouth, and carefully placed the glass on the reception desk before continuing on his great escape. He maintained well-rehearsed detachment and subtlety. With the evening's fundraising event in full swing, the usually automatic doors had been programmed to remain open. That was good. If the doors weren’t kept open, the mechanical sound of them sliding open would draw attention towards him. Like many times before, House was rewarded with a stroke of luck.

Stepping outside into the mid-September evening, he was greeted by a gentle breeze that alluded to the impending autumn. The temperature outside was not all that different to the temperature within the hospital, but the wind was crisp and offered goosebumps to all that it touched. The sky above was painted with shades of indigo and cobalt, bespeckled by sparse stars, and all vibrancy was muted by New England industrial smog. The moon was not visible to House, it was probably hidden low in the sky and obscured by the massive hospital behind him. He checked his wristwatch and it was barely a quarter-past-eight. He took a walk down the sidewalk that lined the perimeter of the hospital. House's cane tapped rhythmically against the pavement as he strolled, unhurried, his demeanor carrying the traces of liberation. He reveled in the sensation of escape, the sensation of being untethered from the formalities of the fundraiser. Even as he got further down the sidewalk, away from the doors, the wind carried whispers of the event’s music. Idly, he whistled and he thought. Even though he had taken the initiative to leave the party, he decided he could find a loop-hole in Cuddy’s demand that he stay. If he just remained on hospital property for the duration, that could be his way of appeasement without putting himself through a whole night of torture. Once he approached a corner of the sidewalk, he eased himself down and took a seat on the pavement. He propped his cane next to him. Freedom.

Finally liberated from the fundraiser, House found himself in a relative quietude, a space where he could achieve clarity without the interference of social obligations. His fingers were wracked with impatience, seeking to undo the tight knot of the bowtie that constricted his neck. Each fumbling motion was imbued with a sense of urgency. Then, he opened the top few buttons of his shirt with the same irritable ferocity he undid his tie with. House breathed a sigh of satisfaction. If luck was still on his side, he would be able to station himself here for a couple hours– just until a good portion of the donors would begin to spill out of the faraway doors. Then, he could trek back, make Cuddy believe he was there the whole time, and leave without having to deal with an argument tomorrow morning. It would be a boring wait, but at least he could still occupy himself by following along to the distant music that managed to drift his way.

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