#be safe be good for Rachel is really sweet n sad n made me cry ngl

[myfriendthedictionary]

Actual Lines on the RTC Album I’m Obsessed With In No Particular Order

“I was designed to predict the exact time and place of someone’s death. So you already know you’re in for a good time.”

“Welcome the the Ride the Cyclone album, where through my years of prognostication, I’ve realized that the only thing that makes less money than theater is releasing an album on a streaming service.”

“I’m so happy right now! I feel like I can never come down!” “My turn.” “Aww man...”

That one part where it suddenly switches to being an old fashion, black and white French film.

“Count Doggulous, that SON OF A BITCH-”

“Yeah... I’m gonna stand a little farther away from you, okay?”

“Make love to me, Ricky.” “Okay!” “But there’s one more small thing. Won’t you please help save our galaxy, Ricky?” “Sure!”

“If you’re still here, you’ve arrived at the part of the album where music and dreams go to die.”

“Ah, yes. Perhaps every story does have a lesson. Like Pompeii. Don’t live next to an active volcano.”

*gesturing to cat space aliens* “Oh my goodness, what *have* I gotten myself into?

“PS, the second movement of this section won’t make a lick of sense until you see it live. And that, my friends, is a master class on how to upsell.”

“Or perhaps you’re listening to this on a vinyl record. And you’ll have to go through the painstaking process of skipping this track manually all because of your absurd insistence that sound technology has not progressed since the year 1877. Eventually, you will resign yourself to sitting through this part. Multiple times. Weeping openly in the fetal position. One step closer to that realization the free will is just a fridge magnet and we live briefly in a cold, unfeeling, deterministic universe in an abandoned warehouse called time. ... ah! Musicals!”

#these aren’t even all of them these are just the ones I’ve memorized so far #they might not be directly accurate my memory is not infallible. but either way #this album is So funny #this musical is much better than it has rights to be #ALSO THEY DID PROFESSIONAL RECORDINGS OF THE CUT SONGS !!!! #let’s normalize this please there’s so many cut songs I want recorded from other shows #be safe be good for Rachel is really sweet n sad n made me cry ngl #i don’t know the story there. like idk who’s song it was supposed to be #or if it was from a character they cut out?? #that might make more sense #anyway if anyone knows tell me pls #ever rambles #ever.txt #rtc #ride the cyclone #ride the cyclone musical #rtc musical #unreality tw #(for the show in general mainly) #death tw #ask to tag

[awrestlinggirlwholoves80sbands]

A bad kept secret ( Dave Snake Sabo x reader)

A/N: Requested by this anon. Sorry for the wait, I hope you will like it !

Living with a band sounded so cool, right? Sure you got to visit plenty of cities, had fun to so many parties and if you were lucky, you got to meet some other famous musicians, but not everything was peaches and cream.

It was weird to admit but living with Skid Row was a job too, not only because you were Doc’s helper, but because first you were the band’s best friend. So you had to make sure that they basically survived, you took care of them when they were sick or drunk, you made sure they didn’t kill each other while they fought and all of that, so yeah it was very challenging.

But the most difficult thing was to pretend that you didn’t like Dave Sabo, or Snake as everybody called him. He was one of the most responsible out of the boys, and usually you two would be the “mom and the dad” of the band, taking care of the boys and listening to their problems, and many times you two relaxed together on the couch, watching a movie and enjoy the peace.

He was funny, sweet and kind, but also reserved and you never understood if he was into you or not, so you never had the guts to tell your true feelings to him. But you were also scared that a rejection could make things awkward between you and him the band, resulting in a weird tension between the band too, so you just decided to shove your feelings down and pretend to not have a crush on him or to be hurt every time a groupie was flirting with him.

You were at a party, sitting on a couch with a cocktail in your hand. You were talking to a random girl, probably some rocker’s girlfriend, you were not sure because there were so many people that you could get lost. She seemed nice though, and also she was kind enough to talk to you most of the night and stay at your side.

“I know what it is like to not know many people, darling. Don’t worry, give it a couple of months and you will have tons of friends!” She said with a smile, sipping from her drink.

You were nodding absently, not because you hated her but because your eyes for fixed on a certain guitarist who was talking to his childhood best friend. You were lost in his beautiful smile, wishing so bad that you could go to him and tell how he made you feel, how much you liked him. If only things weren’t complicated and you weren’t such a coward.

You decided to ask her to dance a bit, just to get distracted, when you felt someone tugging your dress lightly. Already rolling your eyes, you thought about what to say to the usual creep who tried to flirt with you, but instead you met with Scotti’s worried face.

“Y/N, Rob doesn’t feel good. I don’t know what to do, you said to call you when things got bad. This seems quite bad isn’t it?” He slurred a bit, visibly drunk.

You moved your eyes and saw your favorite drummer holding is stomach in pain, his face getting a weird shade of green. This didn’t look good at all.

“C’mon, help me take him to the bathroom! Rob, can you hold up for a little longer, please?” You pleaded, but the boy didn’t seem too convinced about it.

Luckily the house was huge and had an empty bathroom, so that you could have your privacy. You three made it safely to your destination, even if Scotti was not very helpful, maybe a bit too buzzed to walk perfectly straight.  As soon as you closed the door, the poor drummer clung to the toilet, while empyting his stomach, you put his hair up, encouraging him to let it all out.

“It’s okay sweetheart, let it out. Did you take anything you shouldn’t have?” You asked like a mother-hen but Rob simply shook his head.

“I told him those mayo sandwiches were not good! He kept ate them like an idiot!” Scotti remarked bitterly.

Rob had a sad pout now, looking very offended, even if you were glad he was not puking anymore. But you didn’t want your drunk friend crying because your other drunk friend was being an asshole, so you hugged him close.

“Don’t mind Scotti, Rob, he is just a dick right now. You are not an idiot and sandwiches can be really tempting sometimes!” You comforted him with a smile, which made him grin too.

“ Now I get why Dave likes you. You are such a sweetheart!” The drummer said, resting his head on your shoulder.

Your brain stopped working, as well as your heart. Did he really say that David likes you? But what “likes” really mean? As a friend? Romantically? Fuck, you were so confused, happy and scared at the same time.

Scotti, who seemed to be lost in his drunk world until that moment, sobered up instantly, running towards Rob a putting a hand on his mouth.

“You’re a fucking idiot! We promised him to not tell Y/N anything!” He said in a desperate tone, still slurring.

Now you were so confused. Who was this “him”? Was it Dave? And why he didn’t want you to know he liked you?

“What are you talking about guys? What should you tell me?” You asked, but before they could answer the door swung open and two familiar boys got in, closing it soon after.

Sebastian and Rachel stumbled in the bathroom and you noticed the bassist had bloody knuckles, while Sebastian was heavily intoxicated. It was so exasperating how you couldn’t catch a break this night, especially when you needed to know things.

“Sebastian, take Rob here and make sure he doesn’t cry. I’ll take care of Rachel, but what the fuck happened to him?”

“It is always Sebastian’s fault. He picks up a fight and I have to punch people with him!” Rachel replied angrily.

“Well, then just don’t take part in it!” You said, while looking for a first aid kit in the cabinet.

“I can’t when they insult me too!”

You rolled your eyes and made him sit down, taking care of his bruised knuckles. Rob’s words were still floating in your mind, and you were unsure if just let it be, or trying to talk to the drummer about it.

“Hey man, why are you crying?” Sebastian questioned, holding Rob in an awkward hug.

“I spilled out Snake’s secret to Y/N”

“ Oh do you mean Snake having a crush on Y/N?” He covered his mouth immediately but both Rachel and Scotti groaned loudly.

“For fuck’s sake you two idiots!” Scotti cursed and you felt even more confused than before.

A part of you knew you couldn’t trust of four drunk idiots, this could be a joke or they simply thought he had a crush or any other thing, but also you hoped it was the truth and you could finally kiss that damn idiot you loved so bad.

You needed to talk to them and understand what was going on, before going nuts. However as soon as you started to speak the door opened again and this time Snake got in.

“Are you doing a secret party without inviting me?” He joked with a smile.

“Nah man, I had a fight and Rob was vomiting. I hear there will be strippers though, so we are getting out of here!” Rachel shot a look to Scotti, and literally dragged Sebastian out with him. The other guitarist led slowly Rob outside, even if he wanted to stay.

Dave laughed a bit, then he lighted up a cigarette. You couldn’t help but looking at him, feeling more and more anxious because you wanted answers so bad, but you were too afraid to ask so you just kept staring at him.

After a while he turned around and smirked at you, finishing his cigarette and getting closer. You felt your heart doing somersaults, so you tried your best to keep a straight face.

“Do you need something  Y/N?”

“ The guys told me that you liked me. I have no idea what that means and how they were drunk, but fuck I’d lie if I part of me doesn’t want that to be true because I-I have a crush on you Snake! And I’m so scared of telling you this because I don’t want to ruin our relationship or the band’s but I can’t keep it anymore. So it’s okay if you don’t feel the same, just please let’s not make things awkward between us.” You blurted out quickly, feeling your chest tightening and your cheeks turning red.

You were just so scared, you wanted to close your eyes and wait until it was over. However Dave gently stroked your cheek and made you look him into his eyes.

“They were right Y/N, I like you and very much too. I told them one time when you were not on tour with us, I was drunk and a mess so I confessed everything and they promised me to keep the secret. I was as scared as you, I didn’t want you to feel weird around us because I had a crush on you. But I looked at you every time and I wanted to kiss you so bad!”

You couldn’t help but smile, looking at him surprised. It sounded too good to be truth, but there he was Dave Sabo telling you he loved you back, staring at you with eyes full of love.

“Does this mean we are together now?” You asked, holding his hand.

He pulled your wrist, making you getting closer, then he kissed you on the lips. It was a slow sweet kiss and when you took separated, he was grinning widely.

“Did that answer your question, love?”

You kissed him again, just to get lost in his arms after.

Meanwhile the rest of Skid Row were trying their best to not make any noise as they kept listening to you and Dave talking in the bathroom.  

#dave sabo #dave snake sabo #snake sabo #dave sabo x reader #snake sabo x reader #skid row #rachel bolan #scotti hill #rob affuso #sebastian bach #fanfic #fanfiction #80srock #80s rock band

[riseofnightwing]

Stay with me 

pairing: Dick Grayson x reader

requested:no

warnings: none, go ahead

These days, all i felt was that she was hiding something from me. That something was happening to my wife and she didn’t want to worry me, but guess what? she always do, because after all, she’s my family, she made me see that i can have a family, that i don’t need to be alone. I have someone to come home to right now, and it has been like this for almost 4 years, ever since what happened to Garth and also Slade’s situation, she never left me, she took care of me instead. I proposed her after Slade was gone, because i needed to have her with me no matter what, but we promised the titans that we’d still be living in Titans Tower.

Y/N’s not the crying type, she’s actually a really tough hero, but these days something was different.

21p.m [before the rounds]

Reunited with the titans in our Tower, having some conversation in the room and lied down in the couch in front of the fireplace with Y/N in my arms, when she quietly whispered in my ear “D, I don’t feel good about today’s round, let’s please stay home all of us, or ask Donna to take the leadership today and stay here. I don’t feel something good about you in this mission.”

Y/N always had this worrying about our rounds, because when something was about to go wrong, I used to take it down myself to protect the others, but today she’s begging me to stay, something she has never done.

“Baby, you know I can’t, I’m responsable for the team, what if something go wrong and i’m not there? You know I’m careful but that’s our life, our main job here and i promise that i’ll always keep you safe.” I told her, softly, so I could calm her down.

“Not today, D, please” Now she had tears in her eyes “stay” she said and buried her face in my neck. Titans laughing and talking about something i couldn’t even hear about because my mind was only thinking about one thing

“Baby, what’s going one? you know you can tell me anything and i’ll be here” i finally asked her. “You haven’t been yourself lately, you seem to fear even more any situation i’m on risk”

“That’s because i can’t loose you, Dickie, god..I just can’t, especially not right now” Wait..what does she mean?

“Especially not right now? c’mon, sweet, tell me, you’re safe.” i hold her stronger

“Dick, I’m pregnant, I’m 4 weeks and I only discovered it 3 days ago, but I was too scared to tell you” God..my mind just colapsed right now, wait, i’m gonna be a Dad? me? Dick Grayson? I always tought i wasn’t good to children, but  taking care of rachel, gar, jason  and now i know that Y/N and i are becoming parents..well, now i realized that deep in my heart, i’ve always wanted to make a family. 

“I just..” I couldn’t complete the phrase because i felt like i was going to cry and i could only hold her, feeling the smell of her hair, deep breathing, enjoying our moment, a rare moment in peace. By the way, Titans are so excited about the next mission that they can’t stop talking and realize what’s going on. Thanks god for that. “Y/N, I love you and after years being sad, lonely and furious about everything, right now i just feel happiness and i feel complete, thank you so much, i’ll be with you day and night, you two are safe. You both are my safe place.”

“Titans, we’re all staying home today.” I said and took her to our bedroom

#dick grayson #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x y/n #dick grayson imagines #titans #dick grayson titans #dcu titans

[kookielucy10]

Falling petals (Seokjin x reader) (Hanahaki Au)

Hanahaki Disease: “disease in which the victim coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. It ends when the beloved returns feelings romantically or when the victim dies. It can also be cured through surgical removal, but when the infection is removed, the victim’s feelings for that person also disappears.”

Origin: hanahaki comes from Japanese words Hana (花）”flower” and hakimasu.. “to throw up.”

“And I will give up this fight, cause I can’t make you love me if you don’t.”

~ 🌸 ~

Y/N POV:

“Shoot!” you shout a quick expletive as you seemingly trip over air and lose your balance, crashing down to the ground where your camera shatters. “Oh, no,” you mutter, thinking how you would be in so much trouble.

A pair of urgent-sounding footsteps reaches closer to you, and you look up to see a handsome man, wearing circular glasses and a pink shirt, helping you pick up the shards.

“Are you alright?” he asks kindly, looking at you with his beautiful brown eyes.

“I - I’m fine,” you stutter in awe of his good looks.

“Here, I’ll help you pick this mess up.” He leans down and begins picking up the shards once again, and you help him.

Once you and him finished picking up the shards, he extends his hand to you.

“I’m Seokjin, and I major in filming.”

“I’m Y/N,” you say, shaking his hand. “It’s weird, I’ve never seen you before, and I also major in filming.”

“Oh, I start today,” he says somewhat shy. “After I heard a crash, I ran over to investigate and help. Also, could I ask you a favor? Could you show me around the school?”

You were struck by the kindness of this beautiful stranger. “Of course! It’s the least I can do after you helped me pick up the mess!”

“It’s no problem, really,” he says happily. “By the way, I have an extra camera I brought with me, and I’m happy to lend it to you.”

“Thank you so much!” you beam. “Come on, I’ll show you around the campus.

That day was the beginning of your and Jin’s friendship. You two would walk to class together, chatting about anything, really. Jin would always run up to you, in the morning, shouting, “Y/N! Y/N!”

You would stop and wait, smiling. He’d catch up to you, out of breath.

“Y/N! I have a joke for you!”

“Not again,” you tease. You always loved his jokes no matter how cringy they were.

“What type of tea can be bitter and sweet at the same time? RealiTEA!”

He begins laughing which always resembled windshield wipers, and at that point, you couldn’t hold in your laughter anymore. You both doubled over in front of the university where people stare at you two, questioning your mental health. But you couldn’t care less, because every time Jin laughs, it fills you with a warm feeling of happiness that was contagious.

~ 🌸 ~

It was the night you called him, crying about your stupid ex, that you realized finally, that you loved him— more than a friend. And as you were sitting there, feeling safe in his embrace, you realized you were in some deep shit, but at that time, you couldn’t care less.

So you hid it from him. From fear, from denial, you weren’t sure. But one day, Jin showed up at your door, his smile shining.

“Wow, what’s gotten you so happy?” you ask after you invite him in.

“Not what— who,” he says dreamily. Your heart soars, but drops back on the ground, after you hear his next words. “Her name’s Rachel. I bumped into her today, and she was so nice, cute, and sweet!”

You feel a pang in your chest, and a burning in your throat. You could feel your heart physically shattering in two, as you heard his words.

“Thats’s great!” you say, somewhat fakely. “I’m so happy for you, Jin!” And that was true. He deserved so much better than you, and you could see this Rachel person made him happy. Still, you could not ignore the throbbing in your chest.

“Anyway, I’ll be going now,” Jin says cheerfully, not noticing your sadness. “I’ll tell you more details later!”

After he left, you slid down, against the wall, where your throat was still burning and tears streamed down your face. You start crying, huge sobs that left your whole body shaking. It was official. Jin was gone. His heart now belonged to someone else, and that someone was not you. To your horror, you began coughing up pink peonies, Jin’s favorite flower. Despite your state, you manage to recall a memory: one of your favorite cousins, sobbing while coughing up beautiful flower petals.

It was called Hanahaki. Hanahaki is an illness one suffers from an unrequited love, and the symptoms are coughing up flower petals. You stared in alarm at the peonies that you continued to cough up. You were now a victim of the Hanahaki disease.

~ 🌸 ~

You managed to hide it from Jin, always using the toilet, and flushing the flower petals. The worst was when you met Rachel. She was astonishingly beautiful, just as Jin said, and kind as well. As much as you tried, you couldn’t bring yourself to hate this person. That night, you coughed up a whole peony, stem and all.

Eventually, Jin found out after he went to check up on you, and found you liking stunning, yet toxic peonies covered with speck of blood.

He helped clean up after you, and you gave him the explanation of what you were suffering from.

“Who do you love, Y/N?” he asked, his compassionate eyes filled with worry. “That person is clearly an idiot for not loving you. You’re smart, beautiful, and kind with a pure heart.” At those words, you cough up another storm of petals, knowing that though he meant those words, he will still never love you in the way that you love him.

“It’s no one important,” you say weakly, throat burning. “I already know he doesn’t love me, so I’m going to get surgery tomorrow to get it removed. The only side effect of this is that I will lose feelings for the person.”

“I’ll take you tomorrow, Y/N! It hurts me to see you suffering.”

You smile kindly at him, still marveling at the fact that he was always so thoughtful.

The next morning, he drove you to the hospital; the whole time you were coughing up petals.

He stayed with you throughout the whole thing, holding your hands and giving you support which always caused a storm of petals to erupt.

He held your hand while you were being rolled into surgery. At the door, where you were supposed to part, you signaled for the doctors to hold on.

“Jin, I need to tell you something,” you say, your voice rasp from the petals. He leaned in, listening attentively.

“It was you. It’s always been you.” He opened his mouth to speak, but you shushed him. “Shh, I know what you’re going to say. I’ve known for a while. You love me platonically but not romantically. I just wanted to say that it was an honor and a privilege to have you as my first love. You are so kind and caring, since he first day we met. I loved your laughter, our bickering, our conversations, everything. I love you so much, Jin,” you say, your voice cracking on the verge of tears. “And I will always love you. But I don’t want to be a burden on you, especially when you love someone else. Goodbye, Jin. You are one of the brightest stars in the universe, and I was lucky enough to experience your light and warmth.”

You motioned the doctors to start walking again, holding back tears when you see a frantic Jin banging on the doors, tears streaming down his face. You close your eyes, not wanting to see his distraught face, and soon enough you fall into a deep slumber.

When you come to, your eyelids which felt heavy, caught the sight of Jin who was sobbing, surrounded by a heap of cherry blossoms, your favorite flower.

“Why,” he sobbed. “Why, why, why?” he muttered, tears cascading down his cheeks, and you watched as another single petal fell slowly to the ground.

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#kim seokjin #jin x reader #bts x reader #bangtan #bangtan sonyeondan #bangtan boys #seokjin #seokjin x reader #bangtan x reader