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paradise city || joel miller

AO3 || MASTERLIST || FREE PALESTINE

pairing : guitarist!joel x f!reader

summary : when you and your friends go out to a bar to see a local band gig, you can’t help but notice how the guitarist’s eyes somehow keep finding you in the crowd.

tags : M-18+, no use of y/n, no outbreak AU, i imagine joel is in his early 40s, no age gap mentioned, mention of reader’s breakup, mentions of alcohol consumption, joel starts off a little shy but truly there ain’t nothing shy about this man, size kink (kinda?? a little bit??) oral (f! and m! receiving), unprotected p in v sex, dom!joel, joel gets a little possessive (you’ll see what i mean…), praise kink, squirting, multiple orgasms, creampie, aftercare ofc

fic playlist : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0afpHjoOFylI01OTbV5jol (picture joel playing during the guitar solos in every single one of these songs 😁)

WC : 7.9k… (no one look at me. not a single soul.)

a/n : 100 FOLLOWER SPECIAL !! i apologize in advance for all the song lyrics i’ve scattered in this fic… i opted to make a playlist of the songs i think joel’s band would play but there were just too many good ones to pass up and i was losing it a little bit 🫠 also, shoutout to @joelsdagger for constantly yapping with me about this idea and letting me tease her about this absolute menace of a man and also @haileymorelikestupid for beta reading for me 🥹😭 it feels extremely fitting to post a joel fic on international women’s day where he fucks you so good, so i hope y’all enjoy !! <3

You and your friends have had a week.

Deciding you all needed a night to let loose and have fun together, your friend Erica found out about this place hosting a local rock cover band called Fetters Whiskey and thought it might be nice to come see them.

Earlier, you had all piled into the Uber and were headed out, a low girly chatter filling the car. The three in the back harped on about their spouses and all the little things that annoyed them.

“He left the dishes in the drying rack!” “She helped me clean a little too well and used all the cleaner, now we’re all out!”

The complaining did help them destress a bit.

You and Erica were in the second row captain’s chairs of the car, the three in the back doing their pregame de-stressing. “Makes you rethink the whole marriage fantasy, huh?” she jokes, looking over at you playing with the rings on your fingers.

You look up and breathe a laugh. “Yeah, I guess so,” you say with a weak smile.

“Well… have you had any luck finding anyone?” she asks sweetly, sincerely. Genuinely hoping someone has caught your eye.

You had a pretty nasty breakup a while ago, probably about eight months by now. You two had been dating for a while and the breakup honestly seemed to come out of nowhere, like some switch flipped one day and nothing was really the same. Your friends stuck by you through every up and down you had. You felt really lucky to have them.

“No. not yet,” you tell her.

“Well, maybe tonight’s your night,” she says with a friendly smile. “You deserve to unwind and let loose a little, y’know what I mean?” You breathe another laugh. “You do!” she exclaims, hitting your shoulder.

“Yeah, well, I guess we’ll see,” you say, the rest of the car ride seeming to fly by, a part of you kinda hoping she’s right.

The bar is crowded.

You walk in, snaking the group between the crowd and making your way near the stage towards the back of the bar, men and women alike all brushing bodies the closer you get to the stage, drinks in hand, friends chattering away, everyone waiting for the show.

Two of your coworkers disappear to fetch everyone a drink while you and the others stake claim on a little area near the stage. A couple of guys are on the stage setting up the instruments and making sure everything is plugged in right, the lights dimmed enough to not really draw much attention to them. It’s not long before the others join them on stage and start playing. The girls return just in time, handing out the drinks as the music starts.

The band is pretty good (you’re not sure what you were expecting, but you’re more than pleased with how good they sound). They play some fan favorites like Wanted Dead or Alive and I Love Rock ‘n’ Roll, and they mix in some random fun songs like Play That Funky Music.

The drummer is clearly in his own world, head moving at a velocity you would think could give him whiplash. And he’s absolutely killing it, hitting every beat with fervor. You can feel the strikes of the sticks on his drums in the center of your chest.

Another guy seems to be the swiss army knife musician: pretty good at almost everything, filling in wherever he’s needed depending on the song. One minute, he’s playing his keyboard and the next, he’s busting out a trumpet, and the next, he’s busting out a guitar. And no matter what he’s playing, he’s playing it with passion.

The lead singer clearly loves all of the attention he gets. He’s feeding off the crowd’s energy like a cat lounging in the sunlight, basking in every cheer and whistle and fist pumping in the air from the crowd. He practically lives at the edge of the stage, crouching down to sing with the girls but backing up to sing and dance with his bandmates too, bringing them in on some of the harmonies and tying the whole show together.

But by far the unsung hero of this group is the lead guitarist. He hides off to the corner, leg posted up on his amp with the body of his guitar resting slightly on his thigh. He looks down at the instrument carefully watching his fingers strum each cord perfectly, furrowing his brow in concentration during his solos and lifting his head up to the sky. He looks like he feels every note in his blood, expressing it through the expert strum of his fingertips on the strings. He doesn’t have a mic and the singer doesn’t make him sing alongside him very much, but you catch him mouthing all the words and getting into the singing as well.

He’s a particularly pretty man and your eyes linger on him more than the others, always finding their way back to him, and always during the more raunchy lines of the different songs…

Well, I am imagining // A dark lit place // Or your place on my place

I’ma paint his town red // Then paint his wife white

But I got both hands on the wheel while you got both hands on my gears // By now, no doubt we’re heading south // I guess nobody ever taught her not to speak with a full mouth

…but who can blame you when he has such a reserved, cool vibe. Plus, did you mention that he’s really pretty too?

And maybe it’s the couple of drinks getting to you more than you thought, or maybe you’re just crazy, but it seems like every time you look at him, he’s looking away from you. Like he’d been staring and you caught him. You swear he starts to look ever so slightly more flushed, but it’s practically impossible to see with the colored lights flooding the scene. No, you think, that’s crazy. You’re standing in a crowd of people, there’s no way he—

“Hey, I think the guy on lead guitar keeps checking you out!” Erica exclaims over the loud music and singing crowd.

You turn and look at her, eyebrows raised before you turn back to the stage. He does it again, averting his gaze the second he sees you look and you feel a flutter in your chest. He really is checking me out, huh?

You keep staring at him, waiting for him to look back in hopes that you’re looking away. When he lets his eyes wander back to you, you’re still staring. This time, though, he doesn’t look away. His eyes won’t let him now that you’ve caught his attention — like a fly in a spider web.

He turns his body ever so slightly, facing your direction more than anyone else as he plays the rest of the song. The lights focus on him, colorful spotlights of red and blue illuminating his face as he positively shreds his guitar solo. His fingers expertly tap dance across the neck of his guitar, his other hand working double time to strum on beat and hit every single note. You watch in a complete daze as he finishes, sealing off his musical escapade with the smuggest wink right to you.

He put on a show. All just for you.

Something stirs in your belly, a low heat kindling as the band continues to play. Their next song — god, their next song… — really puts the icing on the cake.

The jack of all trades band member busts out a sound board, the sampled sound of a snare drum filling the space, a warped, funky-sounding instrumental following.

You let me violate you // You let me desecrate you // You let me penetrate you // You let me complicate you

The guitarist shares a mic with the guy on the sound board, offering back-up vocals for the song. He’s getting a little bold now, you think.

I broke apart my insides // (Help me) I’ve got no soul to sell // (Help me) the only thing that works for me // Help me get away from myself

He’s locked eyes with you the whole time, changing the tides of who is winning this staring battle for dominance. Each second his gaze stays on you, you feel smaller and smaller, completely at his mercy. He backs away from the mic, preparing to play and licking his lips in a manner obviously made to make you even dizzier than you already are.

I wanna fuck you like an animal // I wanna feel you from the inside // I wanna fuck you like an animal // My whole existence is flawed // You get me closer to God

He glances back at you from his guitar, a smirk decorating his face before he turns to keep playing the song. You’re in a complete daze. He’s clearly won this battle, and you don’t even know what to do with yourself anymore.

You have to have this man.

Erica caught a some of his little show for you, watching him wink at you and the way your features fell to a focused stare at him. “Girl, get a room next time!” she teases and all you can do is smile back.

When the set is over, you and your friends walk back towards the bar, not wanting to leave just yet. You claim a few of the tiny standing tables, again gathered with Erica at one while the other girls try to cluster around another.

“So…” she starts, giving you a look of anticipation.

“So…?”

“What the hell was going on between you and that guitarist?” she asks, her tone of voice high with excitement.

You laugh, looking down and shrugging your shoulders. “I honestly have no idea,” you say, shaking your head and blushing a little thinking about his little performance. “I thought I was crazy until you said something.”

“Well, whatever it was, you should go for him!” she encourages.

“Please,” you scoff and laugh, “you’re ridiculous.”

“No, I’m serious! While you were having your little… whatever you were having, I was watching the whole band, and the other guys weren’t doing what he did. And he didn’t look at anyone else the way he looked at you.”

You stare at her, a blush creeping up on your cheeks and that small fire in your belly growing a little bigger, a little hotter.

Erica looks up over your shoulder, “Oh my gosh, there they are!”

As if on cue, the band walks through one of the back doors. Having just put away their instruments and whatever other equipment they brought. They saunter in, hair wet from the sweat of performing and lifting all their stuff back into their van. Trailing behind the rest is that damn guitarist. He scans the crowd before he sees you, his expression opening with a bit of an urgency as he quickly finds the bar to grab a beer.

You turn back to Erica, mouth dry and nervous. “Please, you have to go talk to him,” she practically begs.

“No, I- I can’t. I don’t even know what to say,” you plead. “I’m so out of practice.”

“Oh, quit it. I saw you looking at him first. You had him going before he got bold with you. You still have game, go get that man!” she says.

“I don’t know, Erica—” you start, but youre quickly caught off by a tap to your shoulder. You turn around and it’s him.

“Hi,” you say, desperately trying to hide the nerves threatening your vocal chords and smile genuinely at him.

“Hi there,” he says. God, his voice is so deep. You couldn’t hear it in all of its beauty before, but it has a bass to it that rumbles in your bones.

You stare blankly at him for a second before you finally pipe up, “Um, that was a good set you guys played.”

“Thank you,” he chuckles, looking down at his beer and leaning against the edge of the table.

Erica watches with wide eyes before announcing, “Well, I’m empty. I’m gonna go get a refill, okay?” She winks as she walks away leaving you and this mysterious guitarist alone together.

You turn your gaze back to him and fully take in his features now. His eyes have their own glow to them that persists even with the dim stage lights littered around this bar. His hair is patchy from sweat but still sits pretty. His strong features demand your eyes and you’re unable to look anywhere but him.

He extends his hand out to you, “Name’s Joel.”

“Hi, Joel,” you say, shaking his hand and telling him your name. He echoes it and it sounds beautiful off his tongue. “Listen, I--”

“Y’know, you’ve got one of those faces that stands out in a crowd, anyone ever told you that?”

You shake your head, “No, not necessarily.”

“Well trust me, we’ve played our share of shows and none of them had a pretty girl like you in the audience catchin’ my eye every two seconds.”

You blush, starting to gather your mind back from the sudden thrust into a conversation with who you think might be the prettiest man you’ve ever seen in your life now that you’ve had time to really study his features up close. “You’re no different yourself,” you offer.

“How so?”

“I’m just saying, you’d think the prettiest member would be the one front and center, not tucked in a corner by an amp.”

His eyes bounce back and forth between your own not breaking contact as he takes another sip of his beer. “I don’t want just anyone lookin’ my way, I guess. You gotta work to see this pretty face.”

“Pretty, indeed,” you agree, stepping ever so slightly closer to him. “You put on quite a show up there.”

He leans down just a bit, closing the gap between the two of you even more, “Well, I did have quite the eager audience, didn’t I?” he asks.

You stare at each other for a moment before Joel starts, never breaking eye contact, “Listen, I don’t really do this… but I also don’t get distracted like I did tonight…”

You inch closer to him. “Yeah?”

“Yeah… your friends bring you here?” he asks and you glance at the other table where Erica lingers around your other friends and they’re all looking your way, trying not to be obvious and failing miserably.

“No, we took an Uber.”

“Well, what do you say to savin’ that money you’d pay for an Uber and lettin’ me take you home instead?”

Am I really gonna do this?, you think. Call it a gut feeling or whatever you may want, but the way Joel is looking at you, the way he put on a show just for you, how he spotted you in the crowd to strike up a conversation… Erica did say I need to unwind and let loose…

You grin back at him, “Whose home are we talking about?” you ask.

“I think you know, darlin’,” his tone drops low and deep.

A shiver runs up your spine, that ever-growing fire in your belly burning hotter and hotter. “Come on,” he says, taking your hand in his, making it look miniscule in comparison, and walks you towards the back door he came through earlier. You glance back to the bar, the girls still watching and Erica flashing you a smile and a thumb’s up.

Joel leads you to his truck, opening the passenger door for you. You see the backseat loaded with what must be his personal equipment before his door creaks open and he sits inside, the whole truck bobbing from the sheer size of this man.

He pulls you closer across the bench seat until your legs are touching, his hand snaking around your waist as you relax against his figure and his hands trace your sides.

“I meant what I said, y’know. That you stand out in a crowd.”

You turn to look at him as he quickly glances at you and you slowly bring your arms up, one landing behind his neck while the other cups his face. You slowly, softly, tenderly kiss the spot where his jaw meets his neck leaving open mouth kisses all over. He tilts his head to the side just a little, humming at the feeling and settling his hand right at the swell of your hip, pulling you even closer into his side and squeezing just a bit.

The drive isn’t long at all. He pulls into a parking spot lining the side of the road and once the car is safely in park, he grabs your face with both hands, kissing you deeply. You hum into his mouth, not expecting the sudden movement, and melt into his lips. His soft, warm lips. Your hands trace his body, the two of you unable to get where you want to be from sitting in this truck.

You pull away from him. “Take me inside.”

He immediately leaves the truck urging you to hop out on his side, offering a hand to help you out but not letting go even typing the code for his apartment and after you walk through the door.

You giggle as he pulls you up the stairs of his complex, the two of you itching to have your hands all over one another. You reach the top and he twirls you around in his grip, grabbing you with one hand by the hip and the other cradling the back of your head. He kisses you with an insatiable hunger, like his life absolutely depends on it, as he backs you up until you’re pinned to the door with his entire body pressed against you.

He fumbles with his keys for the lock to his apartment door, lips locked onto you, eyes closed, lost in the soft sweetness of your lips. He snakes a hand behind the curve of your back to brace you as the door swings open and he pushes you inside.

Your hands tangle in his hair grabbing the soft, damp strands unable to pull him any closer but wanting every inch of him in your mouth, on your lips, practically in your skin. You bite his lower lip making him moan a little into your mouth and your hands reach around to his face, wanting to stay lost in the ocean of his tongue and cheeks forever.

He pulls you back and you whine, already missing the warmth and taste of his tongue, but your disappointment is short lived. “God, darlin’… Need to have you.” he says, voice low and completely feral as he grabs you under the swell of your ass and you jump into his embrace. Your hands wander back up to his hair, pulling and grabbing as he trails his kisses down your chin, your jaw, your neck, soft sounds escaping his lips with every tug and whimper you give him.

His legs mindlessly take him to his bedroom, knowing the pathway instinctively. His mouth leaves your body for just a moment when plops you down at the edge of the bed, but he’s right back on you in an instant, reaching down to the hem of your top. You lift your arms for him to pull it off and he removes it in one fluid motion. He moves his hands to the clasp of your bra next. “This okay?”

Your chest aches with these little moments of tender sweetness from him and you nod, letting him remove your bra and he does so with skill, not fumbling for even a second as he tosses it to the floor.

His eyes immediately dart down, taking you in. He’s all but drooling, his gaze burning hot against your skin. He sinks to his knees taking one tit in his mouth and sucking on your nipple. Your hands immediately run through his hair holding him onto you and humming at the feel of his mouth on you. His other hand grabs your other tit, massaging it and thumbing your growing bud before redirecting his mouth to the other side too.

His hands drop to your sides and run up along your ribcage trailing towards your back, closing you in and burying his face into your neck peppering kisses and licks and nips there.

“I gotta have you, baby…” he mutters into your neck. “Lay back on my pillows up there.”

You do as you’re told, lounging against his pillows and the headboard of the bed as he pulls his shirt off over his head and crawls up to meet you, hooking his hands in the belt loops of your jeans. He looks up, his gaze silently asking for permission and you nod. He pulls them down along with your panties in one smooth motion.

You didn’t think about how worked up you had gotten until your hot core, slick with your arousal, meets the cool air of the room sending a chill across your skin. You watch as Joel’s eyes widen slightly at the sight of you, subconsciously licking his lips and softly grunting at the thought of diving in.

You open your legs wider, inviting him in and he settles between your legs, his arms hooking under your thighs locking you right where he wants you, all spread and open for him.

He immediately gets to work, unable to hold back anymore and expertly licks through your folds. His warm, wet tongue feels amazing on you as it dances across every nerve ending down there, each one sending fireworks across your skin. You whine and lean back, lifting your hips up to meet his mouth and squirming under his face.

His hands gently rub your thighs while he drinks you down, his nose occasionally hitting your clit making you whine. He draws flattened circles with his tongue, the surface area hitting you just right.

“Yes… fuck yes, that feels so good…” you moan.

He moans back, unwilling to leave you for even a moment and he keeps going. One hand falls from your thigh and you keep yourself open for him as best as you can when you feel his thick, calloused fingers teasing your entrance. He slides his middle finger in easily, so he adds his ring finger too, curling up and finding the softest parts of you. But God, are his fingers huge.

Your walls constrict squeezing his fingers and you leak more slick all over his palm. His other fingers flay across your lips and ass, gripping you slightly and he’s got you locked down.

His tongue continues at your clit while his fingers pump in and out of you, the tips curling up and stroking you perfectly.

“Right there, Joel… right there… don’t stop… please, don’t stop…” You feel yourself getting closer and closer, the flame burning in your belly all night erupting into a wildfire and igniting every inch of your skin. You feel a tightness start to grow in your belly, inching down your insides as he keeps going, and going, and going, never letting up and reveling in each twitch of your body.

You look up and see him lying flat, his hips subconsciously moving against his boxers and jeans and sheets, getting himself off just from your taste. Finally, he opens his eyes, dark with lust and locks his gaze with you with one especially deep push and curl of his fingers and another wink. That fucking wink.

“Fuck… fuck…!” It sends you over the edge. The coil snaps and a warm flood fills your body spilling out onto Joel’s hand and into his waiting mouth. He grunts and whines, his tongue never stopping, not even for a second, as he drinks every ounce of your slick getting drunk on your juices.

He only pulls away when you pull him off by his hair, a single line if your arousal still connecting him to you and a groan leaving his lips as he lets you go. You fall back onto the pillow, legs collapsing from their own weight and twitching from your orgasm, chest heaving as you try to catch your breath.

Joel sits up licking his palm and bringing his fingers up to your mouth, jaw slacked and panting. Your mouth closes around his fingers and he groans, “That’s it, good girl,” he coos and you hum around his digits.

When you fully come back down to Earth, you can’t help but chuckle in the afterglow of your orgasm. Joel rests on his heels gently stroking your knees and you cover your eyes with your forearm, one big sigh leaving your lips. “I guess I should have expected a guitar player to have some skilled fingers,” you joke and Joel chuckles. “That was so fucking good.”

“Yeah, well, I’m not done with you just yet, pretty girl,” Joel teases, holding out his hand to help you sit up. You do and he meets you with a sweet kiss, his hands cupping almost all of your face as he kisses you sweetly.

When he pulls away and you open your eyes, you notice another amp sitting in the corner of the room. This one looks old, unused, and the cable management could use some work, to say the least.

Joel follows your eyeline. “Whatcha lookin’ at?”

“That’s a lot of cables for a little speaker like that,” you say, following the tangled mess of wires scattered on the floor. “Why don’t you use that one?”

“Jus’ got old. Bought a new one and I didnt need it anymore.”

A depraved idea pops in your head and the question leaves your lips before you can even fully think it through. “Those wires… how strong do you think they are?”

Joel looks back at your face, eyebrow cocked up slightly, “What d'ya mean?”

Your bashfulness catches up quick, a shy blush pricking your cheeks. “I mean… just the outside looks braided, almost… it kinda looks like… I don’t know, kinda like a rope…”

His face softens, a look of intrigue spreading across his gaze. “Go on,” he says, his voice dropping impossibly low, dripping with sultry tease.

You look up through your lashes feeling more vulnerable that you have to ask specifically (he seems to love it, though). “Well… I guess, how well do you think they’d hold a knot…?”

He bites back a smirk but can’t quite hide his excitement. “Kinky…” he says with a little nod. “I like it.”

He rises from the bed but he doesn’t turn to grab the wires. Instead, he reaches for his belt, the buckle clinking against itself. “But you gotta earn it first, sweet girl.” He pulls his belt out of the loops of his jeans and tosses it to the side.

He pauses a second before reaching for the button and zipper, enough time for you to crawl to the foot of the bed and rest your hands on his. You slowly move them away and take over, undoing his button and slowly zipping his pants apart.

You reach under his groin cupping his covered balls in your hand and he hums. He barely fits in your palm and you salivate at what could be beneath those boxers of his. You look up at him with another gentle squeeze before pulling both down, his cock springing out and up against his lower tummy as he steps out of his pants, the tip already red and leaking.

Your eyes widen when you really take in his size and you salivate. You wrap your hand around him and very slowly pump his length, getting a feel for his size and weight and staring at him the whole time.

He looks down at you, eyes still dark and mouth slightly open. “Go ‘head, baby. Kiss it.”

You feel a flutter in your belly again already and you do as he says, kissing the slit before taking the whole head into your mouth and circling your tongue around it. His eyes roll back and he lifts his head up to the ceiling with a groan, his hand tangling in the hair at the back of your head.

You slowly take him inch by inch making him slick with your spit and using your hand to pump whatever you cant reach. Your other hand gently squeezes his balls and you feel his grip on your hair tighten a bit.

“That’s it, baby… Mouth feels so good f’me…” He starts to slowly push you down his length, taking him deeper and deeper and being careful not to get ahead of himself.

But then you moan around his length sending lightning up his spine and it feels so fucking good… A guttural groan booms from his chest and he starts to slip, pushing you a little too far a little too fast and you gag, pulling off until it just rests on your bottom lip, spit gathering at his tip and spilling over the corners of your mouth.

Tears prick the sides of your eyes and his hand reaches down to wipe them away. “Shit— I’m sorry… are you alright?”

You cough and catch your breath, something new and hot burning through your veins. Something about the way he lost all control… “It’s okay, I’m okay,” you say when you pull yourself together a little bit. You wipe the corners of your mouth and reach up to slowly pump his length again. “Let me try again.”

“You sure, darlin’?”

“I’m sure,” you say, looking up through your tear-soaked lashes, a small smile ghosting your lips as you nod.

He nods back and you take him in your mouth again, closing your eyes and breathing through it, trying to focus on taking as much of him down your throat as you can.

His hands find the back of your head again, not pushing anymore but tangling through your hair as you work.

He looks down and sees your eyes closed, brow furrowed in concentration and taking him so well. He drops a hand back down to your jaw, “Eyes on me, gorgeous.”

You carefully open your eyes to look up at him and when you do, his brows furrow with desperation, unable to look away from you as you bob up and down his length, hands once again pumping the length you can’t reach and massaging his balls.

“Shit, baby… that’s it…” he moans, watching the way your cheeks hollow and lips flush red from taking him. He’s twitching in your mouth and you think you’ve got him, flattening your tongue when he touches the back of your throat and swirling up his length as you pull back.

His abs start to tighten and you taste the slightly salty precum leaking from his tip. You work up the nerve to suppress your gag reflex as best you can, taking a few deep breathes before pushing yourself all the way down, taking his cock up to the hilt.

You stay there, letting your protesting throat constrict around him and he whines, his hand in your hair tightening and making you moan, another bolt of lightning taking over his entire being. His cock jumps in your throat and you think he’s a goner for sure—

He pulls you off his length completely and you gasp for air while he catches his breath too. “Nuh uh, baby. It can’t be over yet,” he says breathlessly.

You pout up at him, your doe eyes almost black from how blown your pupils are.

“Get back on the bed,” he demands.

So you do, rising a little wobbly from your knees and crawling back up onto the bed. Joel walks to the corner of the room and unplugs some of the cords plugged into the old amp.

He digs around in his nightstand and pulls out a condom before walking back over to the bed where you’re kneeling on the mattress. He sees you eyeing the little packet pinched between his fingers. “What’s th’ matter?”

You look at him, a blush forming on your face. “Oh, I…” Your mouth goes dry and you clear your throat. “…um, you don’t— I mean, I’m on the pill so, um… If you don’t wanna…” you ramble, trying to find your words but failing in your shyness.

He smiles smugly, tossing the condom to the side. “’S okay. I hear you loud and clear.”

You take a relieved breath and watch him stand there as he starts separating the wires. He twirls his finger in the air and you turn your body to face away from him.

“Gimme your hands, darling,” he says, firmly but gently.

You obey, reaching your hands behind your back. His giant hand easily fits both in one grip and he wraps one cable around your wrists.

You can’t help but smile to yourself, facing away from Joel so he can’t see, but you’re sure it’s audibly obvious when you ask “So this must be where the band name came from then, hm?” as he ties a comfortable knot around your wrists.

“What d’ya mean?”

“Fetters. Like restraints. Usually they’re on the ankles but I guess it’s the same principle.”

He breathes a laugh. “I mean, I didn’t help with the name all that much, but I guess ya’ really do learn somethin’ new every day,” he says just as he tightens the loose, but still restrictive, knot around your wrists.

You shimmy in them a little, surprised at how well they hold together. His hands are still there, rubbing over the covering of the cords and brushing against the warmth of your skin.

“These look real pretty on you, y’know,” he mutters from behind you.

You chuckle and ask, “You tell all the groupies that?”

He grabs your chin to face him, eyes scanning over your face for a second and planting a kiss to your lips before a positively devious smirk spreads across his face. Before you know it, he puts his hand on your back gently pushing down so your chest hits the bed.

“No, I don’t,” he says and you hear his footsteps fade. You sit there, face pressed against the mattress and ass in the air, desperately trying to crane your neck to see where in the world he’s going leaving you like this, all out in the open and exposed.

He treads back into the room and climbs back onto the bed right behind you, calves brushing up against the inside of your own as he grabs your hips to straighten them.

“I don’t tell the groupies nothin’,” he starts. “Usually jus’ ask if they want an autograph.”

The unmistakable click of a Sharpie cap rings in your ears and you feel the cold tip of the pen dragging along the skin right below the small of your back. You gasp, surprised at the unexpected feeling, completely shocked at the sheer audacity of this man, and you can’t help the butterflies it gives you, the way you mewl so quietly at the thought of him marking you with his name — his signature, no less — in such an intimate place.

You need to find a way to keep this man.

The pen trails off at the end and he recaps the marker, tossing it somewhere to the side before you feel his hands smoothing over your hips. He lets out a low toned, one-note whistle at you, staring at the dark ink branding your lower back. “Now, what a pretty view I have,” he says, a tantalizing, saccharine sweet tone lacing his words.

You can’t hold back the whimper that falls from your mouth at his teasing, his big warm hands rubbing big circles over each cheek.

He sees you clenching around nothing. “Want me to fuck you now, sweet girl?”

“Yes, please,” you whine, earning you a light tap on your ass.

He pulls on the cords and wraps an arm around your torso, bringing you up flush to his torso and reaching a hand to your mouth. “Gimme some help.”

You spit into his hand and he hums in content. “Atta girl,” he says, gently laying you back down and pumping his length with the wetness. You feel the tip of his cock rub against your folds and you squirm. He grabs your hip with his free hand as he lines himself up to notch right at your entrance. He slowly pushes just the tip in, the pressure making you moan.

“I gotcha, baby. Jus’ relax f’me,” he coos, pushing inch by inch into you letting you adjust to his size. Your walls twitch at the intrusion and your breathing gets heavier, soft sounds escaping your lips. Eventually, he’s up to the hilt and you swear you can feel him in your lungs. You subconsciously swirl your hips, the movement inside making you whine.

“Shit, baby… so fuckin’ tight…” Joel breathes, squeezing your hips and trying not to lose his cool too quickly. His cock bounces and he grunts, taking a minute before slowly pulling out of you as you whine at the loss. It’s short lived, though, because he’s immediately pushing back into you, the stretch and burn pulling a desperate groan from your throat.

“Fuck yeah, baby. You like how that feels?” he moans, picking up the pace slightly with each thrust.

“Yes— fuck, feels so good…” you moan. The way his cock drags along your walls makes your belly burn hot. His grip on your hips tight and threatening to bruise if he squeezes any harder, but you couldn’t care less. Just another way for him to mark you as his.

“Squeezin’ my cock so good… she’s achin’, baby…” He’s very talkative, you think and decide to play into it.

“She’s all yours, Joel. Pussy belongs to you,” you say as you squeeze him again, the pressure in your belly growing with each gentle kiss to your cervix that his tip gives you.

You feel his pace falter for a second, his grip tightening at that. “Yeah? Say it again. Who’s she belong to?” he says, pounding into you now, unable to keep control of his pace anymore.

You whine loudly with one of his thrusts when he drags up a bit hitting something new inside of you, something your ex surely hadn’t ever found before. Something you definitely had on your own but never this deep…

“Theeere it is,” he coos, pressing your torso down some more to get the angle just right and he’s hitting that soft, spongy part of you with every snap of his hips. You can barely form the words to tell him how fucking good it feels, nonsense whimpers leaving your mouth instead.

“Answer me, baby… Belongs to who?” His pace doesn’t let up and you can’t get the words out. “C’mon, you can do it, gorgeous… tell me…” he insists, slowly rubbing his hand across his own signature that’s been staring back at him.

“Sh… fuck, oh my god… she belongs to you, Joel…”

“That’s my good girl,” he says, leaning down and planting kisses down your spine, snaking a hand around to your front and circling your clit.

You cry out in pleasure, all the sensations getting to be too much. A flood of wetness spills out with a twitch of your insides making Joel’s cock slippery, letting him push in and pull out easier than before. He picks up his pace again with ease, rapidly hurdling you towards the edge.

My good girl…

That one little word finally hits you after a minute.

My.

His unrelenting fingers on your clit… the way his tip hits your cervix with every snap of his hips… my good girl… it’s all too much. “Fuck… fuck… fuck, ‘mgonnacome…” you mumble in a high pitched whine.

“Fuck yes, baby… come all over my cock, that’s it… feels so fuckin’ good, darlin’…” he moans from behind you, the grip on your hips definitely bruising now as he keeps pounding into you. Your back arches and your whole body writhes as your walls squeeze him impossibly tight. Your vision blurs and you have no control over the downright pornographic sounds escaping your mouth. All you feel is warmth everywhere.

“Holy shit—” you hear Joel but he sounds far away, your head still spinning with pleasure. “Fuckin’ hell, baby…” When you feel like you can finally see again, you see a wet spot on the bed and your eyes go wide, quickly craning your head around as best you can and see Joel’s thighs soaked from you.

“Oh, shit— I-I’m sorry, oh my fucking god, I didn’t meant—” you stop mid sentence when Joel plows into you again bottoming out completely, your words trailing off into a wailing moan.

He drags out slowly but quickly regains his momentum. “Fuck, baby… Chokin’ my dick so good… So. Fucking. Hot,” he says, punctuating his words with the slap of his hips on your ass.

Your legs start to give out under you and it’s like Joel already knows you’re almost too gone to take anymore as he unties the knot at your wrists, your arms falling to the bed. He flips you over, managing to stay inside, and lays you on your back. Your hair lays messily on the pillow and Joel leans down to fix it, tracing his fingers along the side of your face and kissing you deeply.

When he pulls away, he stares at your fucked-out eyes, his own completely taken over by his pupils so much that you can barely tell what color they actually are anymore. “Baby, you gotta give me one more…” he begs.

You raise your eyebrows worriedly, unsure if you can actually take anymore. You whine at his ask and he gives you another quick kiss, resting his forehead against your own when he pulls away, your lips barely touching. He’s moving in and out of you at a snail’s pace, so close to his own orgasm that any extra movement would cause him to snap. “Please, baby, I know you can do it. Doin’ so good for me already, just one more…”

You nod weakly and stare through hooded eyes. “Thank you, angel,” he sighs, gently fucking into you a little quicker and peppering kisses at the corners of your mouth. Your hands trail up to his shoulders rubbing up and down on his soft skin. Forehead pressed to yours again, you feel him panting, small moans and whimpers filling your ears.

“Feel so good…” you use all your strength to whimper out, barely above a whisper. His eyes open, brows furrowed in desperation. You feel him twitching hard now, so close to his own orgasm but not wanting this to end.

“S’good, Joel… so big…” He whimpers at your words, his hips moving erratically, unpredictably. He’s close, you think. And it eggs you on.

“Want you to come for me… Please…”

“Yeah? You want it?” he breathes.

“Please…” you say again in a whimper, grabbing his face in your hands.

“Where, baby? Want it inside?”

“Yes, inside… please, please, please…” you beg.

“Come with me baby… wanna feel you squeezin’ me… fuck— c-can you do that?”

You whine and nod, having been teetering on the edge of overstimulation with another orgasm growing in your belly. You roll your hips slightly into him, the extra movement sending shivers down your spine.

“So close, baby, I can feel it… ‘s right there, she’s chokin’ me…” he grunts out, painfully holding back his own until you come undone under him again.

Which doesn’t take long, a flutter of your heart and one big wave of arousal covering you from head to toe making you see stars. Your mouth opens in a silent moan, unable to even make a sound as you come on his length all over again.

“Fuck… fuck… good girl, ‘m gonna come—”

Joel’s breathing quickens, becoming ragged and broken as he grunts and whines and spills inside of you. His lips press to your forehead suppressing his noises with kisses there as he empties himself inside of you, filling you up completely.

Your hands scrape his back at his shoulders, your senses all blurring into one another. Joel’s weight falls on top of you as he moves his kisses down from your forehead to your nose and finally to your lips, his tongue licking into you as you feel his cock finally stop twitching. He sits back to pull out of you watching as his cum leaks out of you. You whine at the loss feeling empty but still so full from him, shivering as you feel it dripping down your body.

Joel wipes his sweat-ridden brow and sighs with a goofy smile as he looks down at you. Your body is still jolting from your last orgasm. Any more and you would have been overstimulated beyond belief.

“Now that I definitely don’t do with the groupies, sweetheart,” he teases.

You give him a playful glare and chuckle at him. “What about all that autograph nonsense, then?”

“Well, you got the first of its kind. Never signed anyone there before.”

You blush and stretch a little, suddenly feeling that damp spot from earlier. You sit up in panic and sit back leaning against his pillows again. “Shit, Joel. I’m so sorry. That’s never happened before, I—”

“Stop,” he cuts you off. “Ain’t nothin’ to be sorry for. Sheets can be washed.”

“But I made a mess—”

“C’mere, baby,” he says, extending a hand out to you. You take it and he pulls you towards him, both of you on your knees facing each other as his arm snakes around your torso pulling you even closer into him. “‘M gonna get you cleaned up, ‘kay? Got a spare bedroom we can use anyway.”

You stare into his eyes, his words bouncing around in your head. We can use. “We?” you ask.

He scrunches his eyebrows, raising one at you. “What, you wanna run away already? Was it that bad?” he jokes.

“Oh, quit,” you say, playfully hitting his shoulder.

“Okay, okay,” he laughs, standing up at the end of the bed and holding his arms out to you. “C’mon, pretty girl, how’s a warm bath sound, hm?”

“Sounds amazing, actually.” You grab his hands and stand up, taking a second to get your balance before following Joel to the bathroom.

When you’re all cleaned up, you walk into his living room wearing one of his t-shirts, a pair of his boxers, and some very oversized socks that he left in the bathroom for you to change into, towel drying the rest of your hair so it's not dripping everywhere. He sits on his couch, fresh pajamas on and dampened hair from the shower he took in the other smaller bathroom.

He taps the space next to him inviting you to sit, TV on and low, playing some random movie he found to fill the silence around him while waiting for you. You curl up into him, you warm from your bath and him warm from relaxing. He squeezes you close, planting a kiss to the top of your head.

Erica was right. You really did need this. Maybe it's stupid that you're growing so fond of this guy and you've known him for just a night, but there really is something about him. Something you can't quite explain...

You spend the rest of the night curled up next to Joel, your entire being content and you can only think one thing:

You’re not letting this one go easily. This one’s gonna be yours.

All yours.

a/n : thank y'all again so much for 100 followers, it means so much seriously 💜🫶🥹 and thank you for reading this fic that absolutely got away from me in the end, this idea tortured me for weeks and hopefully letting him out into the world will give me some peace finally 😭 but really, thank you guys so much and i hope everyone enjoys !!

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twicesserafim · 7 months

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After Breakup Jealousy

Third Person Pov:

Sana broke up with you a little over 3 weeks ago because you guys had distanced, which was true but the worst part of it was that you were a member of twice and you're currently on tour, with Sana.

You made solo music as well, kinda of like nayeons solo thing but it's been since the beginning so 2015-2016 ish. You always preformed one song at the end, half of the time twice was on stage with you, the other half of the time they weren't.

In this case, they weren't. Honestly, you blamed yourself for part of you and Sana breaking up, you would say that you didnt give her enough attention or more like, you let her go. And you both just gave up on fighting so you let go.

Which is where a song in your new album came from. It was a heartbreak album, you were already writing it before you and sana broke up, because your concept was always stages in a love story/love life line.

(The song you're performing Be alright by dean lewis the acoustic guitar version, you were singing but also playing the guitar) The song was about cheating but half of it still applied to Sana.

The lyrics were translated from english to korean on the screen back stage where the members were watching, you and sana had a 3 year difference, you were still the maknae.

All of the members cared for you, a lot. they still saw you as a baby, they weren't mad at sana because it wasn't her fault but they couldn't exactly say they were happy with the situation.

The last minute of the song, your voice got a little shaky but you kept yourself together, blinking away a few tears that were in your eyes. all of the members felt bad, it was obvious.

A few were bitting their bottom lips, inside of their cheeks and some even pouting at the sight and the lyrics. You acted as if everything was okay, even the members were shocked, they couldn't see your face when you were singing because you barely looked up.

You didn't look like you were crying. You didn't look heartbroken, you didn't look upset. you just looked like.. you. Once the song ended you went backstage. You could feel everyone's eyes on you.

Tzuyu was very rarely touchy with the members, you were like her. But the thing is you two are the same age and have similar heights, you're taller by a little more than an inch.

You two weren't touchy but you were each other's source of comfort. So tzuyu immediately grabbing your wrist and pulled you into her lap. Tzuyu wrapped her arms around your waist.

Resting her head on your shoulder. "you okay? how're you feeling?" "i'm okay" "you sang moral of the story yesterday and you sang be alright today, i don't think you're okay" Tzuyu mumbled as you sighed.

"i could be better, but i could also be worst." "when was the last time you slept?" "uh, few days ago, i think?" You felt a glare coming your way so you turned your eye and met Sana's eyes.

You looked away, turning back to tzuyu. You were both saying this quietly so none of the members could hear plus they were having a conversation of their own. "up thinking about her?" "mhm"

Tzuyu just nodded with a slightly sigh, she pulled you off her lap, laying down on the sofa, patting the spot beside her, you lied down beside her, tzuyu just held you, rubbing small circles on your back.

Until the two of you slowly drifted off to sleep. "guys.." Mina whispered as she pointed to the two sleeping figures on the couch above them, sana scoffed looking at the two of you.

"you aren't aloud to be jealous, sana. you broke up with her." "i know okay? i know. i broke up with her because we distanced but it does not! it does not mean i don't love her, more than anyone or anything in the world."

"then why break up?" "i dont know. i felt like we would've been better off as friends but you can't be friends with someone you're in love with" "at least you know, but it seems like it's too late, she seems pretty into tzuyu"

"yeah, the only person she was this touching with was you when she liked you and when you were dating" "well don't point it out? i'm talking to her when she wakes up." "don't even try, they seem so into each other."

"no. i'm not losing her" Sana mumbled as jihyo let out a sarcastic chuckle. "you already did." those words made sana's heart sting. She glared at jihyo before just grabbing you and pulling you of tzuyu. Pulling you to the changing room and locking the door.

"sana? i can't do this right now, im still like half asl-" "do you like tzuyu?" sana cut you off as you rubbed your eyes in confusion, "what?" "you and tzuyu, are you guys like- together? do you like her?"

You looked at her with so much confusion causing her to slowly get frustrated, "just tell me, are you and tzuyu a thing? do. you. like. her." "what? no?" "to which one?" "both!" "then why're you so close? you slept on the couch together while cuddling"

"maybe because she was the main person that was there when you broke my heart. You were the one the broke up with me. why are you jealous?" "i'm not jealous?" "still the same as you were, huh? you're always denying that you're jealous when you obviously are"

"i'm not jealous, y/n" "okay then what if i-" you got cut off by sana smashing her lips against yours, "mm?!" you yelled, you couldn't help but melt in her touch, you were so used to it.

It took a few seconds, neither of you dated to pull away but air was a problem and you guys had to split. "i'm sorry" she whispered, you could feel her breath fan against your lips since she was resting her forehead against yours.

"for what?" "breaking up with you and getting jealous of how close you were with tzuyu, and just- everything. i love you, so much, take me back? please?" you just nodded as sana pressed her lips against yours again.

"you better not do that again because next time, i wont take you back as easily" "i'm never doing that again" "promise?" "promise."

...

A/n:

idk i don't like this but wtv

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mieux-de-se-taire · 7 months

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Headfirst For Halos - MCR Interviews

89.5 WSOU FM Interview - 7/11/02

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Gerard: (After being asked his favorite song) That’s my favorite and “Headfirst”, because I get to dance a lot, “Headfirst For Halos.”

Interviewer: Alright, so we’re gonna get into the final song of My Chemical Romance tonight, and that’s “Headfirst For Halos.” Did you wanna get into that? Gerard: Really quick, just to save you some time, it’s a song about being really depressed, on a lot of anti-depressants, and wanting to kill yourself. But instead of doing that, I just wrote a song about it, so...that’s what you should do if you ever wanna kill yourself. Interviewer: Write a song? Gerard: Write a song about it.

Punk News Interview - 4/11/03

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Interviewer: What were your inspirations during the beginning guitar in “Headfirst for Halos?” ALL: Van Halen, Queen. Ray: Queen was a big one. Background: (there were certain other influences too. . . ha-ha) Ray: Ohhh well that influence was for the rest of the music in this song. We were fuckin’ zoinked out of our heads when we wrote that song. It seems like it is really against what everything sounds like on the record. It’s really major. Gerard: We wrote it literally on the spot. I mean that song wrote itself. In like 10 minutes, lyrics, everything. We were just joking around and I was like this is the catchiest, popiest, stupidest shit I have ever heard, and I was like how can I make lyrics make it not. And then I figured a way to do that. At first we were like no, this in not a My Chemical Romance song, but we just kept fighting it until it was.

Recroom Magazine Interview - 8/12/03

Jessica (Interviewer): I like that song. My favorite song on the album is number six; I'm sorry, you know I'm really bad with the titles. Matt: “Headfirst for Halos” Jessica: That's the one. Just cause that's my favorite song, I'm curious as to what the songwriting process was like for it. Gerard: It started as a joke. It was really funny. Ray: We were stoned and we were jamming. Matt: And we thought it was obnoxious and funny. We were just like, "Oh my god, this is so stupid." And Gerard's like, "No! This is great!" Gerard: Yeah; it was brilliant. So I put really dark lyrics to it and it worked. Jessica: That's what I like about it. Cause the music is all upbeat and it sounds like it would be a happy song and then the lyrics are all dark and contrast with it.

NME Interview - Late 2003

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In ‘Headfirst For Halos’ (which [Gerard] Way considers “very similar to Blur”), he sings, “I think I’ll blow my brains against the ceiling / And as the fragments of my skull begin to fall / Fall on your tongue like pixie dust / Just think happy thoughts.”

Warped Tour 2004 Retrospective - May/June 2005

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Ray: [Heath Saraceno from Midtown] would actually come up on stage and play an older song from our first record, “Headfirst For Halos,” ‘cause he wanted to play with us so band that he wrote like a harmonized guitar solo thing for something that I did. And he would play with us, and it was just awesome having 3 guitar players up there, and hopefully we can do that again sometime.

Alternative Press - June 2005

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Frank: [The other most unforgettable Warped moment was when we were in Calgary, and] the power went out while we were playing “Headfirst For Halos.” The kids kept it going. I’d never been a part of something like that; a place where we had never been before carried us through that song. I think it was the best time we ever played it, because we didn’t play it at all! [Laughs]

Matt Schichter Interview - 11/30/05

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Interviewer: Let’s play something off the first record: either “Cubicles” or “Headfirst For Halos.” C’mon, you choose. Mikey: “Headfirst,” definitely. Interviewer: How come? Mikey: I just like the song better. (Laughs)

Life on the Murder Scene - 2005

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Gerard: The most important song is “Headfirst For Halos.” (clip of band playing “Headfirst For Halos”) Gerard: Why it’s important is that it’s a song that kinda started as a joke (“Headfirst” continues to be played) Gerard: But, it’s the song that-- I had said to the guys “if we can pull this song off, if we can accomplish this, and do it believably, like, if we believe this song could work for this band, it’ll-- we won’t ever be pigeonholed.”

Kerrang #1143 - 1/17/07

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Gerard: There’s a song on every record that allows us to push ourselves further. On ‘Bullets’ it was [Headfirst For Halos] and on ‘Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge’ it was ‘You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison.’ This actually started out as a joke. Then we realised that, if we could pull it off, it would allow us to do so much more because it would prevent us from getting pigeonholed. We worked on it to the point that it wasn’t a joke at all which, in turn, allowed us to do a song like ‘...Prison.’

It happened naturally because it was only after we finished writing it that we realised where it might take us. We had a thrashy pop song in our laps and we thought, ‘This doesn’t sound like anything.’ Maybe it was a bit of a Beatles rip-off, maybe it was a bit Britpop but that was all I could think of.

Again, it had a visual quality. That song and ‘Vampires Will Never Hurt You’ both gave us a real sense of identity. They brought in the entire gothic thing. It was those songs that made people think we were a vampire band!

#mcr #my chemical romance #i brought you my bullets you brought me your love #bullets #headfirst for halos #interviews #song interviews #yay headfirst!#probably my least favorite song on bullets #but super interesting in its significance to the band #next up is skylines!

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44 - Jack White - Blunderbuss (2012)

I'm gonna be real, I had no idea this album even existed until this came up. I liked the White Stripes back in the mid to late 00's, but never really followed much of Jack White's solo career.

He's a damn good guitarist, though, so I'm going in to this one with slightly raised expectations.

(I also had this written out like a week and a half ago and just totally spaced on actually posting it.)

•Missing Pieces-

ooh, that electric piano works really well with Jack's guitar tones in the intro, but the solo in the middle is a killer.

Weird lyrics at first, then it slowly starts to come together by the end with a great set of closing lines:

"Sometimes someone controls everything about you

And then they tell you that they just can't live without you

They ain't lyin', they'll take pieces of you

And they'll stand above you and walk away

That's right, and take a part of you with them."

And whomst among us hasn't felt exactly that way some point?

•Sixteen Saltines-

Heavy fuzzy riffs, which is kinda what I expect from Jack White.

The name of the song is extremely weird considering it's a throwaway line, but I guess just calling it "who's jealous (of who?)" might be a bit on the nose.

•Freedom at 21-

I'm giving the text on this a small bit of a pass here because this came out a WHILE before the Me Too movement, but it feels pretty 'Men's Rights'-y imo.

"She can do whatever to me and she'll be fine because she's the woman and the man is always blamed for things" feels pretty goddamned cringey in 2023.

•Love Interruption-

This is the most "Divorced Guy" song I've ever heard in my entire life.

I will not elaborate further.

•Blunderbuss-

"A romantic bust, a blunder turned explosive blunderbuss" is some pretty fun wordplay, but as a self-diagnosed wife-guy, a few soulful minutes about the nobility of infidelity is not exactly my cup of piss.

•Hypocritical Kiss-

This song just makes me think about a number of people that I'd rather prefer stay locked away in the oubliette of my terrible memory.

•Weep Themselves to Sleep-

Okay, dude, you totally invalidated your entire premise set up by the first two lines in the second two lines.

"Nobody can do [x] like I can, except all these guys."

The instrumentation is really nice, the piano kills it, but the lyrics are... not great. 'Billy Corgan Poetic', by which I mean they're pretty, have an interesting metric foot, and they rhyme nicely, but are otherwise inscrutable.

Weird choice for the central song.

•I'm Shakin'-

Jack White sings the dirty blues.

...At least he's better at it than a good number of other white guys who have attempted it.

The idea of referring to the story of Samson and Delilah as "(she) clipped his wig" is just wild.

•Trash Tongue Talker-

"You broke your tongue talkin trash,

Now you're trying to bring your garbage to me." Damn, that's a good line.

One of the few songs about "get the hell out of my life" that you could throw on at a party and not immediately kill the vibe.

•Hip (Eponymous) Poor Boy-

This feels like a band i grew up listening to. Wanna say Little Feat or something like that. It's...alright.

•I Guess I Should Go To Sleep-

Okay, I have a bit of a weakness for 3/4 time.

I also have the occasional fight with insomnia (and lemme tell ya, my insomnia's got HANDS), so yeah, this one hits home.

Also a fairly tidy analogy for death closing out the tab on a hard life. Not entirely sure if that was the intention, but it works.

•On And On And On-

I absolutely love the flow of this one. It's not exactly a fast song, but it keeps moving with the steady power of a river.

I actually had to relisten to it, as I got caught up in the movement and the meter of the lyrics and started spacing out and just vibing.

•Take Me With You When You Go-

The drums are straight out of Manic Depression. I'd know that goddamn drum fill *anywhere*.

I like the fiddle, it almost feels like it shouldn't work, but it really does.

Okay I wasn't expecting the intro to be "the first entire half of the song" but it kicks into 5th gear at the halfway mark and just Goes.

About what I expected going in, to be real. Some great guitar work, some weird but fun lyrics (more often than not).

I'm not sure when he and Meg had their big bad falling out back in the day, but the general sense of "being kinda angry at women" vibe on a few of the songs here definitely bring that whole debacle to mind.

Favorite Track: On And On And On. It's just a whole ass vibe.

Least Favorite Track: tie between Weep Themselves to Sleep and Hypocritical Kiss, but Blunderbuss would be up here too if the wordplay wasn't so good.

There's a lot of very divorce-coded "angry white guy" on this album, and that's just not hitting me.

#1001 albums #dancing to architecture #jack white #blunderbuss

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SPOILERS FOR ST VOL2 UNDER THE CUT 🚨🚨🚨🚨 YOUVE BEEN WARNED

barely any of my friends watch st so i need somewhere to dump all my thoughts bc my brother won’t care

okay so that was a ride

i think it’s funny how literally all the theories i saw on here were wrong

but that being said i also think the direction they took it was kinda anticlimactic?

there were so many parts they had to work with that it kinda felt like no one got the time they deserved

like there were some very well done things obviously. eddie’s guitar solo was killer and max’s sacrifice was the only part where i nearly cried

and the sequence at the end w running up that hill playing and everyone doing their individual parts that was really good too

speaking of max and eddie

how about that huh?

OKAY DONT KILL ME but i wasn’t that affected by eddie’s death, i thought he was a cool character but i didn’t get attached to him at all. i got more sad when dustin was talking to his uncle but i definitely saw it coming. it was really cool that he finally stood his ground but his death was honestly pretty unnecessary, i think the vecna crew would’ve been okay either way. but i know a lot of my moots are eddie stans and for you i mourn 😔😔i’m sorry guys i’m here for u

but max dying ??? like that fuckin got me. yeah she came back but i did not expect for her to actually DIE???? idk how eleven brought her back but i’m thankful for it lol. sadie’s acting was phenomenal

i also thought will and jonathan’s brother chat was well done, i wish they more explicitly said that will was gay and he was into mike but i mean. it was pretty obvious in every scene they were in together lmao

i’m kinda upset at how much they ignored the stuff between robin and nancy in favor of nancy and steve

and the fact that she didn’t even talk to jonathan about what happened w steve?? mans literally said he imagined you in his plans for six kids and you don’t think you should tell your boyf

but okay

i wish there was ronance but i’m happy robin and vickie got a scene together. if robin can’t get nancy i’m cool w vickie

i am kinda disappointed at the ending? like i’m happy that everyone got their reunion together it made my heart all warm but i thought it was gonna be WAY darker

like i thought vecna was gonna totally take over hawkins like completely bring the upside down to the real world. and i think that will happen next season so ig im cool with slow impending doom

i am glad that all my favorite characters are still alive though. nancy robin steve ily❤️

anyways. what a fuckin four hour rollercoaster huh. im running on 3 hours of sleep so im slightly delirious but hopefully this makes sense lmao

and feel free to comment ur thoughts or whatever or leave them in my ask box or just don’t thats cool too

#stranger things spoilers #stranger things 4 spoilers #stranger things volume 2 spoilers #stranger things s4 vol2 spoilers #spoilers #okay i think that’s enough tags to get them all blacklisted lol

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rosyfingereddawnn · 1 year

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Part 2 on the Ghost recs please!

ohhhhhh bestie you do not know what you’re getting yourself into !!! really i do love you for enabling me anon i owe you my life <3 here we goooooo. as always it’ll be under the cut :)

oh and here’s part 1 !!!!

secular haze - fucked up carnival-core. i really don’t know how to explain this one except it’s really good??? instrumentals are so very good, and the vocals really send me into oblivion sometimes i think !!! look in a way it’s very hypnotic it’s hard to explain but secular haze doesn’t get enough appreciation. also whisper singing thank you papito !!!!

dance macabre - look. LOOK. insane 80s vibes it’s truly so fun. tbh one of the first songs i listened to when i got into them and it’s just such a banger through and through. i would like to be bewitched in the moonlight thank you <3 no but literally i have no words it’s so amazing the lyrics make me so feral. good instrumentals as always <3 OH AND THE BACKING VOCALS ARE SO PRETTY UGH 😌 because Yeah. Cataclysm, Armageddon.

pro memoria - priddy intro 🥹 also it’s a very beautiful song but look. the lyrics are like. good but also kinda funny to me??? like it’s pretty but also the chorus comes and i am stifling laughter because it’s just. wow. you’ll see. but yeah layered vocals guitars piano/organ drums keys. SO good. a lil bit of satanism to spice things up <3

absolution - guitar, drum and bass fuck this entire song. so very good so very spooky so very HOT. a common theme in like all of their songs but yeah like. literally it’s spooky and then you can’t help but Shake Ass. i mean you get papa growls too??? you get the chorus with amazing vocals???? sexy, genuinely good lyrics??? it goes hard the entire song. AND THEN THE BRIDGE COMES AND YOU ASCEND.

witch image - PRETTY VOICE PAPA <3 i kinda have no words for this one except so fucking catchy??? i mean every aspect of it is so fun and so memorable??? and the lyrics are. really something. wow. uhhhhhh yeah this one is kinda pro memoria-core for a Lil Bit, but it’s genuinely well-written and needed in our society at the same time???? if that makes sense??? but god HARMONIES AS ALWAYS. D R U M S O L O.

rats - AHHHHH RATS MY BELOVED. look this one is so so fun and the lyrics make me go bananas because like. based on the title you wouldn’t expect it to be Good i guess?? also once again all around good instrumentals?? also the rolling of the r on rrrrrats is my Entire sexuality thank you copia for my every right <3 god GORGEOUS layered vocals guitar licks sent from the heavens (hehe) OH WAIT THE FUCKING SOLOS AHHHHHH FUCK. WOWOWOWOWOW makes me batshit <3

majesty - if i could i would slurp the entirety of the intro through a silly straw it is So. Fucking. Good. Ough. THE GUITAR LICKS IN THIS SONG i am crunching and munching on them. sexy papa voice as usual tbh. once again just a lil bit of satanism for the sex appeal and all that !!!! some scrumptious organ !!!!! the chorus is so pleasing to listen to i don’t even know what to say it’s just so nice <3

jigolo har megiddo - mwah mwah mwah i love this song so much it’s so SEXY. also the “richly endowed” part um i want it tattooed onto me on every available inch of skin thank you. there’s just something about it. no but good bass. gooooood bass. good vocals as usual. ugh it’s just So catchy and the guitar solo is. mwah. ough. ALSO THERES LIKE A LIL WHISPER SING BACKGROUND VOCALS PART THAT GETS ME OH ITS SO GOOD.

kiss the go-goat - um. well. somehow it’s the ultimate daddy issues anthem and it’s also about Kissing Satan’s Bumhole. yeah i don’t know either papa nihil’s a lil weird :// but no this song. is such. a fucking BOP. satanism is um. at the forefront here. okay. BUT during this like. growl/speaking part the DRUMS. oh GOD. ohhhhh wow. w o w. good guitar solo As Usual and just like. sexy all around. “it ain’t always what it seems that glitter wasn’t gold as opposed to what they told you” i’m Screeching. also HI THE GROAN AND KISS AT THE END. nope. instead i will focus on the sexy lil flourish at the end after That.

if you have ghosts - emotional support ghong (ghost song). this one’s about loneliness!!!! and it hurts me personally!!!! violins at the beginning hello!!!! the lyrics seem like Weird at times but if you look into the meaning and what is actually being said it’s like Especially emotionally taxing !!!!! also just. “in the night i am real.” yeah it hurts meeeeeeeee <3 ough good guitarrrrr i am crunching and munching all the time. good BASS TOO THANK YOU. VOCALS OH. OH. this song hits so so hard always and it shouldn’t but it does. terzo singing this especially hits but that’s because of his voice AND for lore purposes that i won’t talk about ever

ritual - fuuuuuull of satanism. sorry mom sorry dad sorry everyone. it still fucks. nah but this is said to be ‘one of the most evil songs in history!!!’ and it’s literally sung by a dude who plays the kazoo. yeah. it’s sexy and tbh sorry to anyone who is especially christian/catholic but the lyrics give me giggles constantly <3 sexy guitar all the way through (SOLOS!) and some Growling from primo thank you <3 i don’t know how to explain it but the Pace of it is so fun and the chorus just builds and swells and it’s So Good.

missionary man - AGAIN SORRY TO ANY CHRISTIAN/CATHOLIC FOLKS BUT THIS IS THE ULTIMATE CATHOLIC DISS TRACK !!!!! you have a man dissing missionaries and catholicism while a soul/gospel singer Kills it in the background. lyrics are So. Funny. terzo has good flow honestly. also this is about catholicism but it’s also Blatantly about sex too <3 thank you. instrumentals are INSANE and so good, background vocals are so so so Scrumptious. don’t even get me started on terzo though HOO boy. sexcee!! literally the entire song is so bangin and So hilarious.

life eternal - papa lullaby part 2 🥺 ow ow ow owwwww oh it’s so good and so pretty 🥺🥺 i don’t know what it is about the lyrics here they’re just so gorgeous??? and there’s really something about like. forever being entwined anyways i’ll shut up. underrated bass. PIANO AND ORGAN. pretty layered vocals again 🥺 THE PART WHERE THE GUITAR COMES IN ?????? THE SWELLING AND ADDING-ON OF VOICES AND THEN THE TUNNEL QUALITY THEY GET WHEN THE GUITARS TAKE OVER. G O D. PRETTY PRETTY PRETTY 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 all of it is just SO transcendant and i’m trying not to cry while writing this because it’s genuinely so emotionally effective in every way.

square hammer - WOAHSJAKAJA HOO!!! square hammer sexyyyyyyyyyy. it’s starts off kinda spooky but this is ULTIMATE ass-shaking opportunities. Ugh drums get me Fucked up and the guitars and bass just meld together so well??? i Have seen this performed live (like. in a video because unfortunately they never fucking COME HERE) and it really is such an experience i would combust. anyways yeah it’s like. the Money Pink Floyd of ghost songs. the show-closer as of late and as it should be because holy Fuck guys. it’s insane. guitar solo mwah. sexy vocals <3

call me little sunshine - ough god. drums drums drums. i want to fuck the guitars in this song i am So serious about that. the lyrics are so interesting?? a lil bit of satanism as you may expect but it’s like. shifting the narrative here?? i will not go into it lest this turn into an essay BUT yeah it’s so intriguing. mmmmmmm vocals. deeeep papa voice. layered as usual but just. the chorus is truly so insane i think i levitate whenever i listen to this song. drum fills GOOD again. bridge MUNCH MUNCH CRUNCH.

twenties - okay. o k a y. this might be their hardest song and like. 90% sure it’s about war so take that as you Will. but it is So theatrical and So cathartic and it’s just. incredible???? i wasn’t a fan actually like. the first time i heard it but i Understand Now. BRASS INTRO INTO HARD GUITARS BASS AND DRUMS. ENSEMBLE VOCALS IN SOME PARTS. “i’m number one you’re number two you’ve got a lot of god’s work to do”??????? hi. growling papa is always Fucking sexy sorry mom sorry dad <3 like it’s kaisarion’s more fucked up brother because it truly is so energy-inducing except this one makes me want to commit every crime against authority that i can. also this guitar solo is so chaotic and soooo well-played it fits incredibly into the song i think. like this one’s not for everyone but it’s for me thank you tobias <3

ghuleh/zombie queen - i think ??? this is the longest song they have?? at like 7 minutes ???? BUT you get two! songs! in! one! its all about some fucked up zombie lady so lots of death imagery which is really interesting in the way they portray it??? whisper singing <333 it’s so calm and pretty at the start and the vocals match that. soft guitar riff that grows and gets me absolutely fucked up. halfway through there’s like. what sounds like a harmonica moment??? it’s a bit western film-core and then you SHAKE ASS SO FUCKING HARD. HELLO. THE ENTIRE SONG IS JUST SO UNDERRATED AND I NEED TO HEAR PEOPLE TALK ABOUT IT MORE. guitar remains insane??? there’s the western elements throughout and it’s just a really interesting mix of Vibes honestly???? everyone go listen to zombie queen NOW. N O W.

hunter’s moon - ough. sexy little guitar riff to start us off. i don’t know if this was actually written for halloween kills but it Was featured in it and idk it’s. just so good. once again ghost is incredible with subverting expectations??? and genres???? and their SONGS????? because it is so pop-influenced in certain spots but then it’s like. oh yeah that’s why it was in a horror movie. there’s some Sick ass chanting right before the guitar solos and then LAYERED VOCALS PAPA IS K I L L I N G IT. OH GOD. and then fades are put in it’s truly just a masterclass in spooky music i don’t know how else to put it ????????? also there’s. lore. attached to this song in my mind and it hurts a Lot so yeah i’m a hunter’s moon stan first and a human being second.

once again there Should be financial compensation for anyone who reads to this point Sorry For This i was enabled. thank you so much to the absolutely lovely anon for the ask <3333

i hope i have converted some folks into ghesties <333333

#asks #anon :)#ghost

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ch3rryc0kezer0 · 2 years

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Here are some extracts from my notes app, taken during my first listen of Being Funny In A Foreign Language by THE 1975, track by track:

THE 1975

- piano!

- sounds really big if that makes sense

- “i’m sorry if you’re living and you’re seventeen”

- the flute outro!!!!

HAPPINESS

- BANGER

- “YOU SHOW ME WHAT LOVE IS NOW IM ACTING LIKE I KNOW MYSELFFFFF”

- the bass line <3

- the pew pew noises are my favourite things

- SAX SOLO

- WE NEED MORE SAX SOLOS

- THE MUSIC DIDNT DIE EITH KURT COBAIN, BUT RATHER WHEN PEOPLE STOPPED UTILISING SAXOPHONE SOLOS!!!

LOOKING FOR SOMEONE (TO LOVE)

- GUITAR!

- absolute banger already?!

- “a supreme gentleman with a gun in his hand looking for somebody to love”

- “I WANNA SHOW HIM HES A BITCH” YEAH! FUCK! HIM! UP!!!!!!!!

- “I wanna fuck him up so good” YES MATT! FOLLOW MY EXPERT ADVICE!

- according to spotify it’s about school shootings????

- pumped up kicks pt 2 i guess

- “i was all bang bang bang bang” oh see that makes the shooting part make sense

- “but the boy with the plan and the gun in his hand was looking for somebody to love” i reallyyyy like this lyric

- the writing on this album is so good wow

PART IF THE BAND

- the strings wow

- reminds me of coldplay

- “i always used to bust into my hand” hmmmm 🤨

- “you gotta talk about the people baby” god i love the delivery of this line

- OH THERES A FLUTE SECTION

- I LOVE FLUTE SECTIONS!

- “i fell in love with a boy who was kinda lame” girl same

- chorus sounds like something the Oh Hellos would write

- harmonies <3

- oh there’s a

- a

- what is it called

- xylophone!!!

- “communista keisters” cute… what does that mean

- “i like my men like i like my coffee; full of soy milk and so sweet it won’t offend anybody” having a little giggle

- the outro is so pretty with all the layering strings

OH CAROLINE

- sounds spicy

- “i’ve been suicidal” oh. never mind.

- “if i’m undecided, you decide for me” hmm that doesn’t sound much like a healthy relationship

- “you always on my mind, oh oh caroline” SWEET CAROLINE BA BA BAAAA

- “getting suicidal? it’s honestly not for me” yeah it’s not for many people either bud

- they’re really doing a great job with their outros wow wow wow

IM IN LOVE WITH YOU

- sounds so good from just that guitar tone alone 😫

- love that hann told him to write a more sweet love song cuz they’d made too many dick jokes in their songs 😭

- “laying down a list of the going wrongs” me with my pro-con lists

- whatever acoustic guitar they use for their albums needs to be in my house IMMEDIATELY

- THE RASP ON “in love WITH you!”

- THE BRIDGE HOLY SHIT

- i love the bridge!!!

- “DONT FUCK IT, YOU MUPPIT” BAHAHAHAHAHA

- “Been counting my blessings and thinking this through”

- this is my favourite song so far

- their outros man 😫

ALL I NEED TO HEAR

- party time is over now i think

- sad piano ballad?

- yes party time is definitely over

- that guitar tone holy mary mother of christ

- “i get out my records when you go away” so he’s a swifty?

- “people are talking, i miss what they say” oh that’s GOOD

- i don’t have many thoughts for this one??

WINTERING

- i love the talking at the beginning of the song

- OH THE ALBUM IS HAPPY AGAIN

- sounds folk-y

- i love folk

- “johns obsessed with fat ass and he’s ten years old” what on EARTH is john up to?

- “grade eight but she’s got no soul” i not a year eight but twinsss!

- the writing in this song specifically is so beautiful

- like it feels really nostalgic

- “olivia’s been a vegan since ten” oh me too (not really)

- “I SAID WOMAN, YOU ARE 64 YEARS OLD!!” HAHA

- “i came for my stuff not to argue bout nothing” inchresting

- i want to be home on the 23rd too

- i’m actually so homesick right now and this bloody song has just reminded me

HUMAN TOO

- talking at the beginning!

-good grief we’re back to being sad

- the piano tone wow wow wow

- this better not be a mental health song cuz they always suck

- “so tell me you’re a human” i think i am but i’ll go confirm next door

- “quite like seeing myself on the news” matt you attention whore

- not the biggest fan of this one but it’s still pretty

ABOUT YOU

- THE INTRO!!!

- IT SOUNDS LIKE THE END OF A COMING OF AGE FILM

- GOD I LOVE THIS ONE

- “i know a place, it’s somewhere i go when i need to remember your face” prettyyy

- reminds me of heroes (the version by peter gabriel, not david bowie)

- “it’s not my fault that i’ve fucked everybody here” mate it is??? also you SLAG

- A WOMAN?!

- her voice is stunning wow

- WHO

- IS

- SHE

- (update: she’s hann’s girlfriend awww)

- “i miss you on the train and i miss you in the morning” god that feeling of longing for and missing someone hurts so much why would they remind me

- mirrorball by blondie would go well with this in like a mashup

- SAX SOLO ROUND TWO!!!

- god i love this song

- it’s in a major key but it’s so gothic sounding which i adore

WHEN WE ARE TOGETHER

- i didn’t realise there was another song

- what a pleasant surprise :0

- the guitar is so nice

- “central park is sea world for trees” what does that even mean

- i can’t tell he’s english when he sings and it makes me sad

- like i thought they were american when i first heard their stuff, and didn’t know they weren’t until i googled them and watched an interview

- “you ask about the cows wearing my sweater” okay how high was matt when he wrote this line?

- VIOLIN SOLO WHAT THE SHIT

- “i’m a racist and you’re some kind of slag” ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE

- “i thought that we were fighting but turns out i was just gaslighting you” OH THATS GOLD

#the 1975 #matt #album review #being funny in a foreign language #being funny in a foreign language the 1975 #this band is my everything #like you don’t get it #they #are #my #life

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welcometomy20s · 2 years

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June 6, 2022

VOCALOID LEGENDS - 2015 Part 3

#216 - Secret Police (Buriru) [Hatsune Miku]

Achievement Date: 15-07-03, Upload Date: 10-11-09

It’s a song based on the Gestapo. The fast-paced lyrics and a very high-pitched Miku makes the song pop out among the dark turns in the recent. Honestly sounds more like an ‘80s odd synth group, with a guitar solo, then something into the ‘40s.

#217 - ECHO (Circus-P, Crusher) [GUMI]

Achievement Date: 15-07-10, Upload Date: 14-10-08

The English Song on this list, still one of the more popular songs and the second most watched VOCALOID song on this list. Unfortunately the English VOCALOID scene came after YouTube became the main site around ‘18-’19, so it’ll be a long while until there’s another English song (COPYCAT maybe?) on this list. Honestly set the grounds for what English VOCALOID songs sound like (unless it’s like an Oliver song…)

#218 - Love Trial (40mP) [Hatsune Miku]

Achievement Date: 15-07-18, Upload Date: 14-06-10

Probably the other song by 40mP that you know, and the song that really gets into his kinky themes, you know being a love trial and you can lock me up or whatever, but I think that piano rock kind of smooths down these risque lyrics, and that’s what makes the song memorable, that playful interplay between the two is the strongest.

#219 - WAVE (niki) [Lily]

Achievement Date: 15-07-24, Upload Date: 12-09-22

There are two types of niki songs, unfortunately only one type is on this list (for now), the first type is this Umetora like Progressive Rock song, where sometimes it goes full rock but mostly it’s a dance tune, basically. Lily is always kind of middling, but she doesn’t distract from the addicting beats and synth production.

#220 - SloWMotioN (PinocchioP) [Hatsune Miku]

Achievement Date: 15-07-26, Upload Date: 14-05-27

Probably the most famous early PinocchioP song. Kind of a wistful song about life and its discontents, reminds of me of Once Upon a Me, which is a DECO*27 song unlike any other, the song doesn’t go all out like other PinocchioP songs at the time, and I think that really clears the sense of what the song is about and that general feel. Some say this song has that Enka feeling, and I think it’s the Yukkuri nature, honestly.

#221 - My Colorful Confuse (manbo-p) [GUMI]

Achievement Date: 15-07-26, Upload Date: 12-02-28

It’s about GUMI who is late for her graduation and there are just so many obstacles, and this is just mambo-p at its most ridiculous. Strangely this song was the song that made them go major apparently! Even that sweet turn is ridiculous, so that’s that song.

#222 - 2D Dream Fever (PolyphonicBranch) [Hatsune Miku]

Achievement Date: 15-08-03, Upload Date: 12-02-14

PolyphonicBranch enters into the list. Their songs are always hard to say other than it usually has a lot of electronics, this particular song is a bit too constrained than his typical songs, I believe, and it’s also a bit darker, I remember. Yeah, it’s there.

#223 - Irony (Scop) [Hatsune Miku]

Achievement Date: 15-08-17, Upload Date: 12-05-24

Scop is an interesting VOCA-P. He’s definitely more of that sentimental writer, and this is his more straightforward song before he kind of branches out in his later songs. But Scop is never a bad producer, the song isn’t spectacular but it’s fine.

#224 - The World's Lifespan and the Last Day (Suzumu mafumafu) [GUMI]

Achievement Date: 15-08-18, Upload Date: 13-09-05

Yes, the funny thing is that Suzumu’s more famous songs tend to be stolen, and so this is mafumafu’s first entry, his first actual entry is quite a long time later. Song itself definitely has a bit of mafumafu stuff, although he definitely changed his tack as he went later on, and instrumentation would have been different… I mean this is your typical piano rock, which serves the music okay, but mafumafu would do something more.

#vocaloid #music #review

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celesticaether · 4 months

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what pokemon school of rock would have

dewey would have either a lucario or a toxtricity cause he's super loyal and lucario would know he meant no harm and toxtricity I mean COME ON

(or a drampa)

patti gives off major roserade vibes, like the expression roserade has is just patti incarnate

ned would have something like a klefki or something like Larry, he's just like that... until the end of the musical, in which he obligatorily gets an obstagoon, I WILL not accept questions

now for the kids, we first have the main guitarist zack.

zack attack could have a bunch of pokemon, but ludicolo or something is just goofy and is also quite rhythmic

or he could get a pokemon like theivul due to him being arrested for stealing guitars which is kinda ironic when you think about it

katie says like 8 words total in the movie (count every word she says in the entire runtime) so she's probably got a hidden legendary or mythical so katie gets meloetta

(this IS about the musical versions of people, but katie BARELY gets any solo lines in the musical too, i think it's a total of around 3 and that's including SOLO song lines)

alright, I could phone it in and give freddy a rillaboom because are you kidding me they're both drummers-

BUT

freddy is a bit erratic isnt he? hes gotta have a fast pokemon and boltund is kinda boring so were going with manectric

alright, last but certainly not least, mr cool.

he's known to be socially awkward for at least part of the musical (at least i think he is, he says one of the reasons why he doesnt think he should be part of the band is because his only friend is tomika who doesnt speak) so i think a pokemon like slowbro would fit cause slowbro would remind him to calm down and NOT roast dewey (yeah he was told to do so but DAMN)

although maybe he'd want a pokemon like chatot to talk to

or maybe at the end of the musical he'd want a growlithe

summer hathaway would have a gardevoir because I said so also look at gardevoir and it's commanding aura and TELL me summer would not wanna help ralts become big and strong

haha, i know what you're gonna say, squawkabilly and stuff, but really, FURFROU. also, vivillon is so cool looking and it has so many designs so yeah

mason/mary would have an organised chaos pokemon, but since that doesn't exist they're getting the next best thing, porygon-2 due to me liking its design more

here's the big one, TOMIKA. now, there's a ton I could give, hell, I could even give chatot to her too, but there's a few I have in mind, mainly altaria due to it having a beautiful soprano voice. tomika isn't like HIGH high pitched but she's able to do that kinda pitch I believe (b/c of what dewey says in parents night, unless that's about marcy/shonelle, one sec)

(uhh its not in the script but I remember dewey saying something about I THINK tomika being able to hit a note that's real difficult to hit)

she gets primarina since she's the lead singer kinda (dewey also)

marcy and shonelle could likely have a duo, but there really aren't any duo pokemon besides non vocals related duos and I don't wanna do repeats so I'll be back

wigglytuff and skeledirge also wow there are more singing starters than you'd expect

the final one I'll do for now is rosalie, who would just have eevee, until dewey brought her back a bit, at which point it would become a jolteon in an ideal world but if jolteon has mood swings she'd want something like a pikachu or mareep

if it was pikachu it'd become the partner pikachu and be able to learn some real cool moves, and mareep is just so fluffy

OKAY IM DONE for now

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methodrones · 5 months

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album review : take it from the man

released: may 1996

genre: garage rock, psychedelic rock

we've finally made our way out of shoegaze and into the depths of bjm's most notable sound, which would be rock! most notably garage rock, for this album at least. some of this stuff is very rolling stones esque ... which i adore. also, without diving into it, i would say this probably stands to be my favorite bjm album, but we'll see after reviewing each song!

on to the tracks...

vacuum boots

this is a fun little song to start us off with! i didn't really used to enjoy this one but it definitely grew on me with time. the verses are really good and i luvvvv anton's voice on here. "you do what you like, if you want you can ask me" IDKKKK some of these lyrics really hit. not in the poetic spacegirl way but more so in the like ... confident rock-y way. this song is pretty short, a perfect length in my opinion actually, almost coming out to three minutes. the guitar is just really good and!!! yeah it hits. i love it, there's literally not one thing wrong with it!

rating: 10/10

who?

this is a preeeeetty good song. it's not my fav on this album, but it's not bad by any means. basically the same length as vacuum boots as well. i like the 'who' parts in the background and this is a song i would tbh love to see live. just everyone singing that high part ... UGH! anyway this gets a very good rating, it's fun and catchy and the guitar parts are great, especially the solo kind of moment near the end. i only give it a point off bc it doesn't always hit for me, i don't listen to it that often, but it's definitely not a song you'd skip when listening to this whole album! it's enjoyable for sure.

rating: 9/10

caress

this song is veeerryy groovy <3 i also like when songs mention in the lyrics that it's a song ... like "i put them all together when i made this song" smth about it hits always!! the 'oh yeaaah's in the background GET ME they're just really fun to sing. this whole song is FUN. this whole album pretty much is!!! the tambourine is doing everything for me i fucking love how heavily featured it is in every single one of these songs. anyway the soloing is great this track is just very danceable i feel like. "i know the meaning of rock n roll / i'll tell you all about it 'cause it's in my soul" YEAAAH BABY THIS IS ROCK N ROLL!!!! great stuff.

rating: 10/10

(david bowie i love you) since i was six

awwwwh UGH this song ... is so nostalgic and mellow and just gives off this really sad but loving vibe. i adore the vocals around the "there's a fire in your eyes" part and afterward, especially "yes i'm sure, it shines in you." anton's voice ROCKS here!!! kinda shaky and raspy and fuuuck it's just great. i don't listen to this one all that often, but when i do i always really enjoy it <3 it's just a song for a certain kind of vibe i think. but it works well on this album despite not necessarily following the more fast, upbeat sounds of the other songs we've heard so far. but uh yeah i'm giving this a good rating!

rating: 9/10

straight up and down

i never listen to this song and tbh i'm not sure why! anton's voice is fucking great here and the music itself?? is so good?? obviously this is an objectively great song bc it was literally used as boardwalk empire's intro theme, which i have yet to watch that show but i've been meaning to for this song alone lol. the riff is catchy and i like the kind of far away effect of anton's voice ... and how once again raspy it is! i love when he sings like that. i'm pretty sure this is the song bjm played on the diane perry tape where someone called in afterward and asked if it was the rolling stones <3 so obvs we can see the influence here. the solos work really well, it's a longer song but not too long, pretty perfect i think.

rating: 10/10

monster

this reminds me of david bowie for sure ... especially with the music itself and the vocals. the chorus is good and once again, the tambo is carrying as it always does. thanks joel. this track is definitely slower but not a skipper, honestly i'd venture to say there's NO SKIPS on this album at all. i think every song is pretty equally enjoyable! to me, at least. but depending on who you are, it's probs not for everyone lol. tracks like fucker and cabin fever are def made for certain kinds of people. BUT ANYWAY. yeah good song! not my fav fav but i like the david bowie influence here.

rating: 8/10

take it from the man

I FUCKIN LOVE THIS SONG. tambourine carrying, the "yeah"s in the background, like ??? WOW. and the lyrics are so good, there's too many to comment on but some of my favs are "it's just like i said / they're fucking with your head" "you ain't safe in your bed / or even when you're dead" and "i seen it coming down / so i headed out of town" AGAIN !! with the confident lyrics it just speaks to the rock-y vibe so much. anton's voice once again works so well and has that sharp edge to it that especially gives this song that push it needs. AND THE HARMONICA?? don't even get me started. i love a good harmonica solo, or harmonica in the background, ANYTHING with a harmonica i fucking love. so this is just great for me.

rating: 11/10

b.s.a.

i will not even lie to you right now, this is my favorite fucking song on this album. perhaps one of my favorite bjm songs of all time, it's definitely in my top 3. i told you guys i was gonna talk about matt hollywood a lot and here's our first genuine matt hollywood song!!! the airy, raspiness of his voice makes me want to throw something through a wall it's that good. the guitar in the background doing those little notes is soooo the rolling stones I JUST LOVE IT. and ofc the tambourine .... so simple yet it brings so much to the song. "but i feel so warm when i'm in her / when i'm in her arms" THE WAY HE SINGS THIS ....i could die. truly. i love the lines "she goes off like a shotgun / she's got me begging on my knees / she's like a kiss from jesus / made me forget my disease" SOOOO GOOD. matt hollywood i have a feeling you wrote this, it's very much his style. the instrumental with the "woo woo" is fucking phenomenal also. i'm not sure what b.s.a. stands for, maybe the main chorus lyrics? not sure. anyway when we get to the "stop running away from me" i fucking nearly lose my mind every time. everything after is so amazing i can't even fathom how this is a real song. absolutely amazing track, nothing else on this album beats it honestly.

rating: 1000000/10

mary please

okay well this is a very close contender for beating b.s.a. LMAO. this song fucking slaps, the riff is insane and i truly cannot believe an actual living breathing person came up with something this amazing, i just ... wow. anton's voice has that soft, longing quality that works with the lyrics, almost exuding disappointment but love at the same time - "sadly i remain in love with you." like !!! that makes me fuckin FEEL THINGS. the raspiness coming in after the chorus ... wow. wowowowow. that riff / solo returning and blowing my mind as it always does. what a great fucking song.

rating: 110000/10

monkey puzzle

this may be my least favorite song on this album but it's not bad at all. i'm pretty sure this is anton singing but also....? idk? the voice is so raspy. but i'm pretty sure this is anton idk who else it would be, it's not matt. ALSO THE COWBELL??? fucking crazy good. give me all the tiny percussion instruments i love them. anyway this song is a bit long for me so i usually don't end up listening too much, i also don't loooove the voice that's being put on. but overall it's a quality song and very complex and rich, it has a lot of stuff going on!

rating: 7/10

fucker

okay i have a soft spot for this song <3 idk why but i really like it, it's insanely simple but it's kinda funny and also sad and like ??? idk. "fucking bitch, you tried to drag me down / talk about me all around the town" oh anton. your songwriting never ceases to amaze me. i truly love it tho, it's absolutely hilarious despite the more somber tone. "if you fuck me i will fall apart" damn. DAMN. like okay wow..... anyway i truly do enjoy this song, it gets a good rating from me, it's def not for everyone tho. thankfully it's short enough to be the perfect amount of enjoyable.

rating: 8/10

dawn

harmonica coming in CLUTCH!!! not a whole lot of lyrics on this song but it's also pretty short so, yk, there's that. i actually didn't realize how short this song was until just now lol. this song is pretty good, though, it's a simple little song with some different guitar stuff going on in the background ... vocals are fine. harmonica gives the song an extra point in my eyes. not much to say on this one, i am not having a whoooole lot of feelings abt it.

rating: 8/10

cabin fever

ohhhh matt hollywood <3 there you are again. truthfully i fucking love this song, it's a longer one ( almost eight minutes long ) but some of these lyrics hit so hard and the chords are just GREAT. like, when listening you don't really hear how depressing these lines are but then you look at them and you're like ... oh! this is about depression and alcoholism and wanting to die! idk i just really love the dark lyrics coupled with the not too dark music?? like yes the chords are somewhat somber but they don't really hint at what this song is gonna be about lol. also the solos are fucking great. "i have this room that's got no windows only walls" ONE OF MY FAV BJM LYRICS EVER. something about it is so fucking sad i just love it. "it's easy when you realize / you're nothing, you're nothing." sooooo good. matt's voice on the "please don't ask why, i think it's time we say goodbye" part WOOOOWWOWOW. then we go into the even more depressing part of this song, both musically and lyrically, and it's just uuughhhh. so good. so many great lines i wish i could comment on them all. i'll just end it with exactly what the song ends on, "i don't wanna die / too fucking young to say goodbye" that ALWAYS hurts me and the way he sings it?? just great stuff here. it's not for everyone but fuck if i don't love this song!!!

rating: 11/10

in my life

this song always cracks me up. it's soooo fucking funny talking about hating someone and wanting to kill them like this is so anton coded. i know his ass wrote this one. anyway i really like this song and it's pretty short and the music is good, especially the solo in the middle. a little bit country influenced it sounds like! but the rest of the song is def rock. good song, i have never once found anything wrong with it and i do listen to it when it comes up on my playlist lol. so! this gets a pretty good rating, it's not my favvv but i like it a fair amount.

rating: 9/10

be song

this song .... wow. another true fucking banger. not all that long but the beginning riff and those chords??? THE B TO AN A# TO AN A??? fucking killer chord progression right there. this is also very much stones esque, this actually might be the song someone called in and asked abt being a rolling stones song .... i don't quite remember. either way it was smth from this album! lol. which adds up. this song also slaps on the diane perry tape, which i'm not going to actually review because it's not necessarily an album, just a live show with some studio stuff thrown in, but the live version of be song on there ... kills me. it's so good. anyway the solo on THIS song is also fucking great with the "oh yeah" before it??? KILLS ME. and the tambourine ugh. UGH! what a fucking song. also i like the beginning line "you try to break my heart in two / but that's okay, that's what you do" SOMETHING ABOUT IT!!!!! JUST! HITS!!

rating: 10/10

my man syd

a song about syd barrett! i assume. always love some good pink floyd mentions tho. i listened to this song a pretty good amount earlier this year, it has an interesting little riff but i do like the song! another short one tho. it's not the greatest on this album but it's nowhere near bad. it just doesn't compare to smth like b.s.a. or mary please lol.

rating: 8/10

straight up and down - long version

straight up and down but for eleven minutes! uhhhh yeah this is literally basically the same song just extended, sounds a little different tho and i actually really like the introductory solo. vocals are ... interesting. i definitely like this better than the revisited version of spacegirl tho. i don't think this necessarily needed an extended track but these guys were just jamming out. i can't blame 'em too hard. i do like when we get into the actual extension with the new lyrics, it's good! and i like anton's vocals here. also the "ooo ooo"s at the end are literally just like the ones from sympathy for the devil... I SEE YOU GUYS. anyway, good stuff! i actually really like this extended version after having listened to the full thing, it's a great track.

rating: 9/10

and that, ladies and gents and anyone else, is take it from the man! i reaaaaally fucking love this album and it completely lived up to my expectations, the music is mindblowingly good and even the shorter / simpler tracks really keep my attention. like, to me, there is genuinely not one bad song on this album! it's a no skipper through and through. i don't even think there are any misses on this album, not one song scored below a 7 which ... would generally be my criteria for a miss lol. and that's the first bjm album so far to have this many high scored tracks! i will give my hits tho lol, i can't help myself. but, overall, this is a fucking incredible album and the fact that this came out alongside two other phenomenal albums in the same year is just ... insane to me. thank god for 1996!

hits: b.s.a., mary please, take it from the man

misses: none!

overall album score: 9.5/10

NEXT UP! their satanic majesties' second request! i don't actually know how i feel about that album so it'll be interesting to listen to in full. i'm mainly looking forward to the last '96 album, but we're almost there so <3 yeah. anyway hope you enjoyed anyone reading ( probably future me ) aaaand stay tuned for more!

#( album review )#take it from the man #i am BLOWING through these #mainly bc i'm excited for thank god for mental illness #but here's this! <3

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smoooothoperator · 2 years

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I am going to talk about something: F1 as Orchestra

(This is based on my own orchestra experience)

Lewis Hamilton-Violin

Definitely a first violin of the orchestra

Had been the concertino for so long

The friend of the conductor that always is joking around with

Valterri Bottas-French Horn

He has me that metal wind face

He doesn't play always, and when he's waiting he plays with his phone

He's the one that creates the inside jokes on his section

Max Verstappen-Cello

He has that face of passion (yeah, his neutral face)

Like, imagine that he plays one of the most difficult pieces for cello

THAT face is absolutely beautiful

Obviously the principal

Sergio Perez-Guitar

His Mexican blood wants him to play Luke a mariachi

But he's good at what he does

Always joking with Max telling him the typical "Oh, is that a guitar what you wear inside that case?"

Max kills him

Lando Norris-Viola

I am violist too, I recognise someone of my same specie

He's a dork, but a lovely one

Tries to play a part but his fingers are so lazy and sometimes he gets confused with all the notes on the score

Maybe the principal, definitely the first atril

Daniel Ricciardo-Viola

Lando's partner in crime

They are the first atril of the orchestra that always laugh when something goes wrong

I used to do that

He is the one that it takes him so long to tune the instrument

Charles Leclerc-Piano

I mean. He is a pianist

No more explanation

Not the diva one for sure

Carlos Sainz-Cello

HE REMAINDS ME OF A ACTUAL CELLIST!!!(Pablo Ferrández. Listen to him, minute 4:39. )

I mean, you know that intense gaze he has when he is looking to nowhere? Yeah

With him, playing a cello seems to be easy (is not)

Pierre Gasly-Cello

All of them are cellist wtf I am making a nice cello section

I think he isnthe one that has nice skills for orchestra and works nice

Sometimes he gets frustrated but when he gets something good he nailed it

Yuki Tsunoda-Violin

A prodigy. No more to say

He is Asian. All the Asians are violinists and all of them are fantastic

He's a little friki of the violin

Fan of Two Set Violin

Sebastian Vettel-Clarinet

There's a clarinettist on the orchestra of my city that is like him

He's smiley, jokes, and plays while he dance on his chair

Love to teach, btw

Lance Stroll-Percussion

He gives me those vibes

Like, he loves playing the timbales (Idk how they say it in english)

Definitely will be the one that wakes up Kimi

Fernando Alonso-Conductor

Of course

Everybody admires him, so everybody does what him wants

He's friendly, the typical conductor that gifts all the flower bouquets to the women on the orchestra we are like the 3% of the people there

Likes to tell the origin of the pieces they are playing

Esteban Ocon-Oboe

Don't know why

He reminds me of a friend too

Likes to have solos and tries his best to impress the conductor aka Alonso

George Russel-Piano

Maybe a little Diva but in a good way

Like, he knows he's good and likes to show it

Definitely goes to a lot of competitions

Passion. He is a passionate musician and he gives everything of his soul on the keys

Nicholas Latifi-Trumpet

I think he would be a nice trumpetist

I actually don't have much to say about this

Is like. I was thinking What instrument Nick would play? And BOOM trumpet.

Kimi Räikkönen-Percussion

This is gold

Okay. You know that video of Kimi sleeping on the car waiting?

Well, he would fall asleep waiting to play just one time in the entire piece

But hey, when he has to play that only bar, he plays it well

Antonio Giovinazzi-Cello

Just imagine: him, with a ponytail or a bun, with a cello between his legs

Plays with a lot of passion

Not the bests of the section, maybe third atril?

Mick Schumacher-Violin

His father was the concretino

Started playing at a young age and he's one of the best of the orchestra

Maybe coprincipal hm... yeah

The rookie. Everytime he fails he turns around and apologise. Or when it's his birthday he brings chocolate

Nikita Mazepin-Bass

Not that I hate him.......

But he will definitely be the one that plays a bar after

Always laughing and annoying the conductor

And annoying the entire orchestra

#f1 #formula 1 #lando norris #mick schumacher #charles lecrelc #fernando alonso #sebastian vettel #kimi räikkönen #carlos sainz #george russell #lewis hamilton #esteban ocon #orchestra #music

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imjustexistingtbh · 2 years

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things i love about danger days: the true lives of the fabulous killjoys

i’ve done one of these for every album so ig it’s tradition now so… (bullets) (revenge) (parade)

the whir before look alive sunshine

louder than gods revolver and twice as shiny

DRUGS GIMME DRUGS GIMME DRUGS

the guitar in na na na

WERE ON YOUR PROPERTY STANDING IN V FORMATION

the wind whooshes at the beginning of bulletproof heart

GRAVITYYY DONT MEAN TOO MUCH TO ME

the fake ending in bulletproof heart

ALL OF SING

SING IT FOR THE ONES THATLL HATE YOUR GUTS

the rhythm of the cleaned up corporation progress part

there might be something outside your window, but you’ll just never know

I CANT STOP NOW BECAUSE IM DANCING

the guitar in the only hope for me is you

rememmbberrr meeee

the funky background noise in traffic report

it looks like jet star and the kobra kid had a clap with an exterminator that went all costa rica

the japanese in party poison

we kill the party kill the party tonight

the beginning of save yourself i’ll hold them back

YOURE A HEART ATTACK IN BLACK HAIR DYE

YOU MOTHERFCKER

how s/c/a/r/e/c/r/o/w (jesus that’s hard to type out) seems lighthearted but then you listen deeper and you go Oh.

move your body when the sunlight Dies

ALL OF SUMMERTIME

YOU CAN RUN AWAY WITH ME ANYTIME YOU WANT

turn my headphones up real loud

the guitar in the beginning of DESTROYA

THEY LEAVE US ALL BEHIND WITH DUCT TAPE SCARS ON OUR HONEY

YOU DONT BELIVE IN GOD I DONT BELIVE IN LUCK THEY DONT BELIVE IN US BUT I BELIVE WERE THE ENEMY

that part of destroya

ALL OF KIDS FROM YESTERDAY

and you only live forever in the lights you make

YOU ONLY HEAR THE MUSIC WHEN YOUR HEART BEGINS TO BREAK

how the kids from yesterday music video never fails to make me want to cry

the bass in kids from yesterday (especially at the end)

you may be gone, but out here in the desert your shadow lives on without you

the BRRRRRRRR at the end of goodnight dr death

WELL ARE YOU READY RAY YEAH HOW BOUT YOU FRANK ERHRIJDUEISKE HOW BOUT YOU MIKEY WELL I THINK IM ALRIGHT

how mcrs “clean” version of vampire money is 3 2 1 we came to suck

HAIR BACK MOTHERFCKER JET BLACK SO COOL

the claps in the chorus of vampire money

“aw fck yeah”

the guitar solo in vampire money

in conclusion, all of danger days

#these keep getting progressively longer and longer lol #danger days #dd #danger days the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #ddttlotfk #ttlotfk #mcr #my chem #my chemical romance #gerard way #mikey way #ray toro #frank iero #special interest tag

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anachronisticcrab · 3 years

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Solangelo Headcanons

So I’ve got a lot of these cause I’m such a simp for Nico and Will (feel free to ask me about any other Headcanons on either character, cause I’ve got LOTS)

They’re both massive nerds, but neither of them really like the same kind of things

Like, Will is more of a Star Wars and Star Trek fan, he loves Harry Potter more than life itself, and reads medical textbooks and animal books for fun

But Nico is such a linguistics and mythology nerd, we all know he loves Pokémon and DND, and he’s really into classic literature and art

They both spend 90% of their dates geeking out over their interests, and even when they talk about something the other doesn’t understand, they’re super supportive and sweet cause they’re both cute geeks

As much as they aren’t interested in the same things for the most part, they do have a few interests in common (pirates, astronomy, Dreamworks and Disney animated movies, The Princess Bride, Lord of the Rings, music, marvel and DC)

They absolutely have movie marathon dates. It’s their favourite thing. Their favourite movie series’ are Pirates of the Caribbean, Night at the Museum, and The Lord of the Rings/ The Hobbit

Nico loves watching Star Wars with Will because Will mumbled the lines along with the characters and does little lightsaber noises along with it and he’s so cute

Will likes watching movie adaptions of classic lit with Nico because he points out everything that’s different from the books, why the movies are bad, and insists on pausing it to go on rants about everything they got wrong. Will fucking loves it

They both have tattoos. Will’s got the sun over his chest, and a small semi colon on his left wrist next to a treble clef. Nico’s got a semicolon on his right wrist next to a bass clef

Will loves Halloween, and Nico could take it or leave it (he never did anything for it because he grew up in Italy), but Nico does couples costumes because Will looks at him with puppy dog eyes and Nico’s helpless

They’ve gone as Jed and Octavian from Night at the Museum; Buzz Lightyear and Woody; those two crazy pirates from Pirates of the Caribbean (the one with the wooden eye who dressed up in drag, and the short one who got upset over parlay); 1930’s mobsters; Adam and Barbara Maitland from Beetlejuice; Han Solo and Luke Skywalker

They actually talk to Mr. D, and that’s why they’re his favourite— they play poker with him, they talk to him, they treat him like anyone else and he lives them for it

Will loves every single one of Nico’s siblings (Rachel, Hazel, Reyna, Meg, Jason, Connor, Travis, Percy, Tyson, Estelle, Chiara, Piper, etc). They share ridiculous Nico stories and plan pranks on him— they all adore Will

Will’s siblings and friends lowkey love Nico more than Will. He brings them McDonalds, teases Will and makes Will blush, attempts archery to try to bond with them (he really tries, but he’s just really awful), he tells Will’s little siblings bedtime stories. Nico’s just really awkward, and he really tries, and they all love him. Of course, Cecil, Lou Ellen, Austin, and Kayla bug Nico a lot because he’s so awkward, but the truth is they really, really, really like him

Will is horrible at music. Like, truly horrible at anything to do with music. But he has an encyclopedic knowledge of music from over the last 200 years, and randomly quotes lyrics and talks about musical theory all day long

In contrast, Nico is amazing at playing piano and guitar, plus he enjoys playing the drums. He’s really musically talented, but knows nothing about the theory behind it or about the artists. Whenever Nico tries to learn a new song, Will nerds out over the musician/background of the song/cool lyrical devices that make it an amazing song. Nico frickin loves it

Nico loves cooking, while Will can’t cook for his life. Like someone get this boy some help, he almost burnt down his mom’s house while microwaving popcorn. They agreed that Nico would cook and Nico would clean

Nico can’t drive for shit. I mean, cars don’t exist in the city where he grew up (there’s not enough room for vehicles on the few roads in Venice), and even if there were, he’s Italian and gay (sorry about the stereotypes there, but I really can’t see Nico being a good driver). Will drives them everywhere or gets Jules-Albert to drive them, and hides Nico’s drivers license to ‘protect the public from his menace of a boyfriend’

You know how I mentioned the no vehicles in Venice thing? Yeah, no bikes are in the city either. Will taught Nico to ride a bike after the Giants War (before they started dating). Hazel took videos and pictures cause Nico was freaking out over it and yelling at Will not to let him die

Will finds animals on the street and adopts them. Nico begrudgingly helps Will to take care of the animals until they find good homes for them (mostly from people in New Rome)

Unfortunately, Will gets attached to them, and now they have 5 cats, 2 dogs, 3 snakes, 4 lizards, and a blue Jay

They’re both really grumpy in the morning. If you wake either of them up, they will probably bite your hand off

They like going on runs a lot? They’ll go on jogs once a day if possible, and they’ll chat or share earbuds while doing so

They go on dates on canoe lake a lot. They like to have races on the canoes, and to just float out away from everyone else (they totally don’t joke about being pirates or pretend to be pirates while on the lake, that’d be ridiculous and childish)

When Will’s been in the infirmary for too long, Nico walks in and throws a Kit Kat at his head, and then drags him out of the infirmary (sometimes by his ear, sometimes by his hand, depending on how long Will’s been in there for or how annoyed Nico is that day)

Nico’s teaching Will how to speak Venetian (he sucks at it, but Nico appreciates the effort)

Nico takes a long time to get used to PDA, and even after they’ve been dating for years, Nico’s really only comfortable with holding hands and hugs (plus cheek kisses or quick pecks) in public. Will’s fine with it, and he didn’t stop smiling for three days after Nico first pecked him on the cheek in public

International dates! Paris, Venice, Milan, Madrid, Banff, Athens, Cairo, Tokyo, Sydney, Ho Chi Minh, everywhere! They love travelling!

They have a lot of conversations where they tell the other how amazing they are (since they’re both pretty self-deprecating, and they think the world of the other, it ends up with them just going ‘shut up you’re beautiful, why do you put up with me’ for hours on end)

Dates on roofs! Nico and Will point out constellations at night and cloud watch during the day. They have picnics on the roof of the Big House, and the Hades and Apollo cabins all the time

They buy each other Funko Pop figures for birthdays, Christmas, and basically anytime they want to get each other a gift

#pjo #HoO #TOA #hoo #nico di angelo #og post #Will solace #Percy Jackson #jason grace #Austin lake #austin and kayla #kayla knowles #hazel levesque #frank zhang #reyna avila ramirez arellano #Leo Valdez #solangelo #solangelo headcanons #so many of them

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jiminiediminie · 3 years

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A not-at-all brief commentary on BE-hind story interview.

We really got over an hour of BTS just talking about their music. They really told the media yall don’t ask the right questions so let me do it for you. Love that for them.

But honestly I am so happy that they decided to do this. Because most of the time interviewers don’t ask the right questions or it is in a situation where they have time constraints. Or the interviewer never even listened to the album in the first place (think james corden saying his favorite track on be is dynamite probs because it seemed like that was the only one he knew).

I appreciate as well that it is the members interviewing each other. They could have just as easily sat each member in a room and asked them the questions off screen. But they didn't. I think that adds such a personal element to the interview. Bts members likely know about each other’s music (even solo music) better than anyone else. So who better to talk with the members about their music than each other?

Running commentary of each interview below the cut.

JK interviews Jin

Blonde jk for the win

I lost count of how many times they shook hands please they are so annoying

Jin please don’t downplay your talents. That hurt my heart. If I could describe his voice in one word it would have been powerful. I hope that jin got to see all the praise after the fix you cover. Because he killed it in that.

I loved getting to hear the behind the scene of jin’s role in stay; I didn’t know his role in it before he talked about it.

I’m glad jin got to release abyss and put so much of his own work into it. It is also so amazing to hear how much help joon is to all of the members when it comes to lyrics and music. A talented king.

Slightly surprised there wasn't more clowning around in their interview since these two are usually so chaotic together. I thought jk would clown jin when they started talking about jin being older but he didn't. Growth.

Hobi interviews JK

Hobi looks so soft in that cardigan

Hobi right off the bat asking about the mixtape. He knows what we want.

Jk talking about how he wants to try writing songs not just about his own experiences was so interesting to hear; can’t wait to see what he comes up with in the future.

Him talking about all the different things he wants to try but it’s almost too many was very relatable. That feeling of having so many choices you don't know where to start. But that does mean that when we do get a mixtape from him it will be from varying styles of music and i am all here for that. Personally holding out for rocker jk or acoustic jk.

His favorite song to sing is euphoria; that’s so sweet it is such a gem of a song. I think I would have chosen still with you since it’s pretty different than a lot of the other songs he sings.

Hobi saying “you’re all grown up” to jk and jk saying “i'm not the old me” really hit me in the feels. Hobi and bts really did watch jk grow from a slightly awkward pre-teen to the confident man he is today. They must feel so proud of him. 23 yo jk is not a baby of bts anymore. He does what he wants. He wears what wants. He has long hair and dyes it blonde then blue just because he can. He even talked about how his voice has matured. Im glad that the members see that too and seem to be proud of the person he has became.

3 main tracks. 3 mv. 3 choreos of different styles. Yes do it jk please im begging. After seeing him dance in black swan at mma i want to see more contemporary dancing from him. And i feel like after getting still with you and stay he can write songs that would fit that vibe. I just want to see jk’s dance talent showcased more.

I don’t know if the fans could survive 3 separate jk mv. We barely survived a live performance of my time.

Tae interviews Hobi

Tae in that emerald green sweater. He looks so good. He should wear that color more

I love how serious tae is about playing the interviewer. The actor in him never sleeps.

Hobi talking about the dual meanings behind the title of Dis-ease was so cool. Fans obviously caught that it could mean multiple things. But as far as i know that was never confirmed. Now that it is I am once again impressed with the thought they put behind everything they do.

A psychological occupational disease. Your mind hobi

I think it’s so cool that hobi recorded it by himself and how he said that doing it like that allows him to grow as a producer since he has to listen and edit himself. They really just always continue to grow in their roles in music don’t they?

Hobi talking about how he would love to solve his own problems but then remembering that he is part of a team really shows how much they trust and rely on each other. So he and jimin worked on the melody of the bridge together and then joon wrote the lyrics. And now we have the most iconic bridge of all time. Still holding out for a dis-ease live performance or music video (I’m a clown I know).

And lol at tae being like call me next time dude

“I would like to share my music with everyone” -- please do

Please tae is so sweet and attentive!? “When you talked about music i noticed you had a smile on your face and i thought ‘he really loves music’”. “But personally if i had your skills I’d be showing off and be proud of myself”. Kim taehyung is the embodiment of a teddy bear

And closing it with actor tae again -- “can i get your autograph”

Jin interviews Jimin

Two seconds into the interview they are clowning each other with jin saying to talk informally. Yet as soon as jm did (and that slight smile when he did), jin is like I was talking to myself. Chaotic as expected of these two.

Jm talking about his process for music being “just go as i feel” makes so much sense for him. He is an easy going person and it makes sense that it reflects in his work style.

It’s so cool that him coming up with the melody of the dis-ease bridge was just because he was humming to himself and the producer liked it -- almost serendipitous if you will

I love when people praise jimin for his vocals. So hearing him talk about how they used his vocal in place of a female for lgo’s chorus stroked my jm bias ego

Joon is seriously the best human ever. Jimin didn’t want to bother the other members to help with christmas love but joon contacted him and helped with the lyrics anyway. Bts seriously has the most amazing leader.

“I’d like to try making an acoustic style song”. Please do it jimin. Acoustic bts is my weakness but especially acoustic jimin. Songs like promise sound so good with his singing style.

Jin shaking jimin’s pinky 😂

“I’m a little disappointed in the MC” “but you know if you looked around there is no MC like me” -- jinmin’s relationship everybody

Jimin interviews Joon

Minimoni look so cozy in their sweatshirts sitting on a plush rug.

“You know we have this youngest member”. “Oh jungkook?” “No the real youngest” “Oh seokjin. That’s a shame” -- please minimoni are so funny and joon knew immediately who jm was talking about when he said the real youngest.

“It felt like I was doing the only thing i could do” . Please let me give you a hug joon

Joon’s mind continues to amaze me. How he talked about needing the concept or key word to give “flesh” to the song was such a good way to explain how he approaches music.

“What do you mean little? You play a very big role” -- lol jimin speaking facts. I already mentioned how amazing it is that he helped jimin and jin with their individual songs. The fact that members who want help with their own music always seem to go to joon really tells you how much of an amazing and talented human being kim namjoon is. I can’t remember the context, but there was this moment that jimin (or was it hobi?) said something like “what would we do if we didn't have rm”. They are truly lucky to have him.

Release that minimoni subunit now please and thank you

Tell us what you’re working on joon don't be shy. Joon mentioned that his music is like a diary. I would love to know his thoughts expressed in music now. 2018 joon who made mono and 2021 joon are two very different people. Bts has grown so much since then.

Joon interviews Yoongi

The work colleagues! Did you know they have worked together for 10 years?

Yoongi’s fuzzy sweater. So soft

Yoongi saying he writes songs when he is bored. Lol i love him so much

It’s really interesting to hear them talk about their lyrics getting rejected. I guess we don’t hear much about that part. And lol at joon just laughing and saying he guesses he didn’t grasp tae’s intentions for b&g.

I like that this was more of a conversation than an interview. I love it when these two just sit together and talk about technical stuff that i don’t understand (like the festa interview)

Yoongi is such a good person to make music with. JK wanted to add humming to telepathy? They added humming to telepathy. I had wondered the reason why there are two different versions of the song. I prefer the longer one tbh

Yoongi wants to make an acoustic song? Hell yeah. Jimin does too. So yoongi x jimin subunit acoustic song with yoongi playing the guitar (please). Also a folk song?? Yoongi your taste i like it

I can’t wait to hear yoongi sing im so excited for him

Yoongi talking about how they made this album with no pressure and got to just do what they wanted and that it was received so well. How he wants to keep making music like that. That makes me happy. I want them to continue to get to do that. I love the big productions and concepts of their albums. But if they are happier making albums like be that do not have that then that is what i want them to do.

“Please listen to telepathy a lot” -- what yoongi wants yoongi gets. Go stream telepathy

Yoongi interviews Tae

The title of blue and grey is because tae wants to overcome that feeling. My heart.

He looked so shy talking blue and grey. I am so excited to see him get to talk about kth1 when it comes out. I could listen to him for hours.

English guide track? Release it tae

“I felt kind of proud of myself” -- you should tae

Yoongi straight up asking tae why he didn't include joon’s lyrics was interesting. It’s cool to know that tae had the kind of power to choose what he felt would fit the emotion of the song.

It doesn’t surprise me that tae feels so much pressure to make sure the tape is good before it is released. It seems like when it comes to solo work the members really do feel more pressure since they aren't sharing the burden with the others.

“Please look forward to it” -- don’t worry tae everyone is

We know from the preview that there are 13 songs potentially on the mixtape. That would be so amazing if he released it with so many songs. Tae’s voice sounds so good in so many different styles so i know that it would be so varied.

Final thoughts -- I love that they got to do this. I hope going forward they do this more for their albums. And from what the members said they enjoyed getting to be so involved in the process of making the album. It would be amazing if that continued. While a lot of their hit songs are not made fully by the members, those songs that are often have more meaning to the fans. b&g, stay, telepathy. These were songs from the members. We got to hear their actual thoughts put into these songs. I hope that bh sees how well this album did and lets that continue.

Congrats if you made it to the end!

#my thoughts #bts #ot7 #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #jinkook #hopekook #vhope #jinmin #minimoni #namgi #taegi #jikook #naabc

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with you i’d dance in a storm in my best dress

this is a super month delayed prompt from @ourstarscollided (”holding hands while running through the rain” for our favourite soulmates, Julie and Luke!”) i will accept the super late fees, this is way over the 3-5 businesses days I promised ghfj anyway! mhwa enjoy 💜

julie and luke go on a first date, it really is as simple as that.

(also on ao3, here)

The day that Luke had asked her out, Julie spilt half her coffee on his shoes and the other half on her maths homework. In her head the conversation had gone a little like this:

“Hey Julie do you uh, wanna go see the new How to Train Your Dragon with me tomorrow?”

“Oh, yeah, that sounds cool. Reggie loves those films.”

“Oh I uh, mean just–– just me. You and me. Us. Just. The two of us.”

“Like –– a date?”

“Yeah?”

And then she’d knocked her cup over. Coffee spreading across the library table and onto Luke’s shoes and seeping into the carpet. Their school librarian had come storming over at Julie’s loud exclamation and ushered them both out of the building with a glare.

In reality there had been a lot of awkward pausing and wide eyed staring and Luke rubbing at the back of his neck as he waited for her to answer and then mumbled apologies and burning cheeks.

So, it was worse. For her at least.

But she prefers the version in her head with the lack of stuttering and blushing, so that’s what she tells Flynn an hour later as she lies on her bed, phone pressed to her ear as she stares at her fairy lights.

“So? What did you say?” Flynn’s voice filters through the phone and Julie can practically hear the giddy edge to it.

“I uh—” she pauses, chewing on her bottom lip as her mind flashes back to them standing in the parking lot of the school, Julie trying to shove coffee stained sheets of paper into her bag and Luke cringing at the squelching sound his shoes made with every step.

He had opened his mouth to say something — Julie doesn’t know what, because her heart and brain had finally caught up by then and where on the same page as she blurted out a, “Yes! To the uh, the movie. And the— the date. If—if that’s still—”

“No! I mean, yes, I mean yeah I—” he stuttered, sucking in a breath before smiling at her, shy and sweet. “Yes I still want to. Have to do worse than spill coffee on my shoes to scare me off, Molina.” And he’d bitten his bottom lip slightly as he’d laughed, and Julie had blushed a little more at the earnest tone in his voice.

“I said yes,” she whispers into the phone, because a part of her is still sitting in the library thinking she’s completely misheard him and doesn’t want to pop this little bubble quite yet.

“Jules!” Flynn squeals and Julie has to pull her phone away from her ear a little to avoid permanent damage, “You’re going on a date with Luke! This is big. This is huge. Okay, what time are you meeting him? We have to find you the perfect outfit and I need a time scale here.”

She lets the bubble pop, lets Flynn’s excitement stoke her own until she’s off her bed and rooting through her wardrobe and making plans for what time Flynn should come over tomorrow to help her get ready. By the time they say goodbye and hang up, Julie is smiling and barely containing her excitement.

Because see, she’s kind of had a huge massive crush on Luke since they were kids. It had come and gone over the years — seeing him shove two whole slices of pizza in his mouth at the age of eleven had done a lot to kill the crush for a while. But then it was freshman year and he’d run into music class late with the biggest smile on his face as he declared he’d finally perfected part of his guitar solo for their assignment. Don’t ask Julie why that had been the moment the crush came back in full force, because she doesn’t know.

They’d always sort of been friends, the way you’re sort of friends with everyone you’ve known since kindergarten, where you’ve been to all their birthday parties and know all the cheesy roles they’ve played in school plays. Julie doesn’t know when they went from being casual friends who said hi in the hallway to being friends and talking everyday.

(That’s not strictly true, Julie knows it happened sometime between her mom dying and music sounding like roaring in her ears and almost being kicked from the music program and the boys joining her on stage without hesitation to help her keep her place. If she really had to pinpoint it, it would be the day he found her crying at a piano in an unused music room and had closed the blinds, locked the door and just sat with her.)

She knows that there’s been— moments over the last few months. Moments where she catches him looking at her, moments where she swears he blushes when she looks at him, moments where their hugs have lasted just a few seconds too long. But Julie hadn’t ever really thought they meant anything. At least not to him. (To her they meant a lot.)

Because he was Luke, with his charming smile and sleeveless shirts and rockstar image, and she was just Julie and they were just friends and why would he ever look at her as anything else?

All she knows is that now they were juniors and in a band and best friends and he’d asked her out on a date.

Julie collapses onto her bed, head hitting her pillows and hair flying into her face as the thought hits her fully, “Holy shit,” she whispers, clutching a pillow to her chest and finally, finally lets a giddy smile take over her face.

She’s going on a date with Luke Patterson and it’s utterly terrifying. He’s one of her best friends, what happens if it goes terribly? Do they have to stop being friends? Do they enter an awkward few months where they don’t know how to act around each other? Oh god maybe this was a terrible idea. Maybe she should text him and fake an illness. Maybe chicken pox, the chances of him remembering her having them when she was nine have got to be pretty low.

But, he’d asked her out with that silly little nervous habit of rubbing at the back of his neck and there’s been all the little moments over the last fews months and — it’s Luke. Julie blows out a breath and raises her pillow a little higher to tuck under her chin.

She’s going to go on a date with Luke and it’s terrifying, but it’s the kind of terrifying she feels whenever she gets up on a stage by herself to perform a new song. It’s the kind of terrifying that fills her with excitement too. She decides to focus on the excitement.

Julie manages to push aside all her worries and fears and nerves all day and most of the afternoon when Flynn shows up, lunch in one hand and make up bag in the other. She even manages to forget about it when she’s holding her hair up and letting it drop back down her back, eyebrows raised at Flynn as they try to decide what to do with it. She manages to forget all about her fears as they deliberate between a dress or jeans and argue over what’s considered more casual.

And then Flynn leaves with an air kiss and a thumbs up and Julie is left at the top of the stairs tucking her hair behind her ears and pulling it back as she tilts her head at herself in the mirror. Objectively Julie knows she’s okay looking, knows that her family has always told her she’s beautiful and that Flynn hadn’t even hesitated to say she looked gorgeous before leaving.

But well, they had to say stuff like that. They were her family. Luke was...Julie didn’t know what Luke was right now, but she knew he was important — now and forever — and maybe it made her shallow but she wanted him to think she looked pretty.

Her nerves don't set back in until there’s a knock at her door and Carlos is running for it before she can stop him.

“Luke,” is all she can hear from the top of the stairs, and though Carlos is blocking most of her view she can just make out the cuffs of jeans and a pair of vans. She wonders if they’re still squeaking when he walks.

“Hey Carlos can I—” the sound of Luke’s voice sends a flurry of butterflies into her stomach and she sucks in a breath to try and settle her nerves. Why is she even nervous? It’s Luke! They’ve hung out hundreds of times before, they’re friends, they’re going on a date. Oh god. Okay.

Julie brushes her hands down the skirt of her dress and blows out a breath as she looks at herself in the mirror one last time. They’re just going for food and to see a movie. Something they’ve done hundreds of times before. It’s casual. It’s why she’d opted to wear her favourite sneakers instead of the heels Flynn has dug out of her closet. It’s a date, but it’s a casual date. As long as she keeps telling herself that she’ll be fine.

“Get it together,” she whispers to herself, tucking a curl behind her ear and nodding once. She can do this.

It’s just Luke.

She stops halfway down the stairs at the sight of her dad and brother talking to Luke in the doorway. Luke, who’s wearing a dark blue button down and jeans without rips and–– oh god he’s bought her flowers. Either she makes a noise or he’d been glancing up at the stairs because he’s looking at her, eyes a little wide with a soft smile that makes heat rush to her cheeks. Ducking her head, Julie descends the last few steps until she’s stood in front of him, her dad and brother stepping back to watch them. Fuck.

“You look—”

“—are those—”

They both start at the same time and Julie giggles while Luke rubs at the back of his neck with his free hand.

“You look really nice and um—” he hesitates, eyes briefly glancing over her shoulder where she can only assume her family are watching this awkwardness unfold. “These are for you.”

He holds the flowers out towards her, a collection of pale purples and bright yellows, and if she had time right now she’d try to name each of them. But she can feel her dad and brother still watching them and there’s a red flush starting to show up on Luke’s cheekbones.

They really need to get out of her house before one of them turns totally red.

“Thank you they’re… they’re really pretty,” she turns around, handing the flowers to her dad and quickly turning back, picking her purse and phone up from the table by the door, “Can you put them in water for me please? Okay, bye!”

They make it through the door and almost to the porch steps before her dad is at the door calling out to them, “No later than 10:30!”

“I know dad!”

An awkward silence falls over them as they walk to his car and Julie tries desperately to come up with something to say, finally blurting out, “You’re wearing sleeves.”

Her hands wave at his shoulders and biceps covered in fabric. Julie’s not sure when the last time was that she’d seen his arms so covered. Maybe the winter showcase last year when Reggie had said they needed to dress up and forced him into a suit jacket. But that hadn’t been voluntary.

“My mom said I couldn’t go on a date with my shoulders showing. Apparently it would be rude?” He phrases it like a question, an eyebrow raised as he looks at her, as if she’d have an opinion on his bare shoulders being rude or not. She didn’t know date etiquette. Was it rude?

“I wouldn’t have been personally offended by them,” she shrugs, shooting him a small smile and feeling grateful when he laughs.

This is fine, they’re going to be fine. They just have to get over this awkward start and weirdly charged silences. Maybe it was a good job they were seeing a movie first, no chance for awkward conversation as they tried to find their footing. Julie blows out a breath and smiles up at him.

“So, how annoyed is Reggie that we’re seeing this without him?”

And it's like every other time they've hung out, only her fingers keep brushing against his and he keeps looking at her shyly from the corner of his eye while he drives. Its the same but it's different but Julie thinks it's maybe a good kind of different.

By the time they leave the movie theatre, hands brushing as they walk side by side, Julie’s feeling a little more settled in their date. Or a little more settled in herself at least.

Settled in the shy glances and shared popcorn and the way Luke had left his hand palm up on the arm rest between them and she’d felt brave enough during the second half of the film to lay hers on top.

She was feeling that much more confident about their date that, as they walked towards the entrance talking about the film, she was seconds away from closing the gap between their brushing hands and linking their fingers together. Which is of course when they both notice it’s raining.

In LA. Which, well Julie doesn’t know if she believes in signs or omens, but she’s pretty sure this classes as one. And she's not sure if it's a good or bad one.

“Fuck,” Luke mutters as he looks outside at the falling rain before looking down at her, a small furrow between his brows. The two of them both clearly remembering how he’d parked six blocks away because it was cheaper. And how neither of them have a coat or a jacket or even a bag worth holding over her hair.

“Guess we’re going to have to run,” she shrugs, shooting him a quick smile before making sure her phone is stashed safely in her purse.

“Or we could wait it out?”

“What? Scared of a little rain?” she teases, eyebrow quirked as she looks up at him.

“No,” he huffs out a laugh, one hand coming up to tug playfully at one of her curls letting it stretch out before springing back, his hand left hovering next to her shoulder, “But your hair?”

Her eyes soften a little as she shrugs one shoulder — and maybe it’s the one under his hand, and maybe she only does it so his palm and fingers will brush against the exposed skin of where her neck meets shoulder and maybe she stands a little awkwardly to prolong that concat. It’s all maybes. There’s no proof that’s why she does it — and smiles, “I was going to wash it tomorrow anyway. Come on Patterson, I bet if we run fast enough we can dodge the raindrops.”

“Not to sound like Alex but I don’t think that’s possible,” he bites his bottom lip slightly as he laughs and if she was feeling a little braver right now, Julie thinks she might have kissed him. But she’s not feeling brave enough for that. “You sure you don’t want to wait it out?”

“You ready to run?” She asks instead, turning towards the doors and holding her hand out to him. Maybe she’s not brave enough to kiss him, but holding his hand as they run through the rain? That feels doable.

She wiggles her fingers up at him a dare, a challenge, a question, all wrapped up together as she waits to see if he’ll take her hand. And she only has to wait a heartbeat before his palm is slapping down on hers, fingers slotting between each other and he’s tugging her towards the door.

“Oh I’m ready to run. I’m not sure you’re ready to keep up.”

He doesn’t give her a chance to respond before he’s pulling open the door and Julie is squealing as the first drops of rain hit her head and splash against her bare shins.

“Thought you knew how to dodge raindrops,” Luke teases as he pulls her along and Julie squeezes his hand before tugging him towards a puddle in the pavement to kick water up at him.

The indigent squeak of protest that leaves his lips makes her laugh in response, that only grows at the pout on his lips as he pulls at their joint hands until she has to stumble away from the puddle and into his side. And Luke lifts his arm until she gets the idea of ducking under it until her back is against his front and his arms wrap around her waist, picking her up off the ground and laughing into her hair at the startled squeak she makes, fingers cold even through her dress as he carries her away from the puddle with a huff of breath in her ear. “Oh I’m going to get you back for that.”

She doesn’t doubt him, and is kind of giddy in her excitement about what he might do. There’s something about the rain falling around them and the way it makes the empty streets and parking lots look that makes her forget she was ever worried in the first place.

Because she’s Julie and he’s Luke and she forgets sometimes, that things that are supposed to be scary are easy with him. The first time she sang after her mom, the first time she drove without her dad, the first time she snuck out her bedroom window. She feels like she can do anything as long as he’s by her side. She feels pretty fearless.

The second her feet hit the ground again she turns around his arms, trailing her own cold fingers up his wrists and forearms to circle around his biceps, tucking her fingers under the hems of his shirts sleeves and chooses to decide the shiver that runs through him is due to the rain that’s starting to slow around them and not the way she’s starting tracing idle patterns into his warm skin.

“How are you going to get me back?” She whispers, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth as she looks up at him. At the way the rain has plastered his hair across his forehead, at how his eyes dart from her lips to her eyes and back again.

“I’m sure I’ll think of something,” he says softly and she feels his fingers flex against her back and Julie definitely can’t blame the shiver that runs through her on the rain or the cold air because while they’ve been staring at each other it’s stopped raining and now they’re just standing in a parking lot in each other arms.

If it wasn’t quickly becoming her favourite place she might feel a little more embarrassed.

“Jules,” he whispers and she’s momentarily distracted by the way his tongue darts out to wet his lips that she almost misses his next words, “I uh I had a plan. We were going to have a picnic in that park you like? But I— well. I didn’t plan for the rain.”

She blinks at him, pulling her thoughts away from his lips and how they’d feel against hers and back to the moment and— a laugh bubbles past her lips, leaning her forehead against his shoulder as she lets his words fully register. She can feel a chuckle rumble through him where she’s pressed against his chest and his fingers dig slightly into her sides.

“In my defence, it’s LA. No one ever plans for rain,” he mutters into her hair and that makes her laugh again.

Pulling back just enough to look at his face she shakes her head at him, ignoring the way droplets of water fall down her back from her hair as teases him, “Wow and here was me thinking you’d prepared for everything.”

“If you don’t hold it against me I promise to prepare for rain for our next date,” Luke says it casually, but his fingers have started tapping lightly on her back and his eyes are wide and hopeful, looking so much like he had the day before that Julie can’t stop the smile that pulls at her lips.

“If you don’t show up with umbrellas and raincoats I’ll never trust you again,” even as she says the words she knows they’re a lie. Julie’s pretty sure there’s no one she trusts more. Fingers tapping against his biceps she offers, “We can eat in your car?”

“Mhm sounds like a plan,” he agrees but makes no move to let her go and she doesn’t do anything to move away either. He looks like he’s working himself up to something and it's then that Julie realises that he’s just as nervous about this as she is and that if she has to wait for Luke to make the first move they might be standing here for a long time.

So she lets that feeling of fearlessness from earlier flood back in, lets her fingers slide out from under his sleeves and wrap around his neck, pulling herself up onto her tiptoes until they’re almost eye to eye. Their height differences has never been so obvious to her as it is right now and she can’t decide if she likes it or wishes she’d worn the heels.

“Luke?” she whispers.

“Yeah?” his breath blows across her lips and she’s so close she can almost hear the way he swallows.

“Are you going to kiss me now?”

Julie doesn’t realise she’s been holding her breath until it wooshes out of her when he pulls her even closer with one arm around her waist and the other traveling to cup the back of her head as his lips finally touch hers. It’s messy and rushed and wet with rain, but Luke’s lips are soft and careful until she pulls herself up just a little higher and can deepen it. Teeth catching and lips pulling into smiles and soft groans as she scratches lightly at his scalp.

She’s kissed boys before, pecks on the lips and a disastrous seven minutes in a closet with Nick last year and an awkward first date with one of the boys from her maths class who had transferred the next year. None of them had been perfect or great or even good and she’d wondered if it was her. If she was the bad kisser.

But standing in an almost empty parking lot with the street lights reflecting off the wet tarmac with Luke’s arms around her, holding her, his lips chasing after hers as she pulls away to breathe? It’s imperfect and perfect and everything she never knew she’d been missing.

“That was—”

“—god you’re beautiful, did I tell you that earlier?”

Luke’s words cut her off as he presses his lips to the corner of her mouth, to just under her ear, to her jaw.

“I—” but she doesn’t know how to finish her sentence, a furrow between her brows as she leans back a little in his arms so she can see his face, shaking her head with a small laugh, “I’m soaked through with rain and my hair is a total mess. I don’t think beautiful is the right word here.”

“Bullshit,” he states, the hand that had been holding the back of her head, fingers tangled in wet curls, comes around to cup her cheek, calloused thumb brushing across her cheekbone once, twice, as his eyes roam around her face before focusing sorely on her eyes. “You’re the most beautiful person in any room or parking lot or space on earth. In the whole universe. Rain soaked hair doesn’t change that.”

“Oh,” is all she can get out as a blush rushes into her cheeks and she knows that Luke notices because his thumb strokes against it again and his lips pull up into a half smile that she knows means he’s about to say something incredibly dumb that will ruin the incredibly sweet moment. So she leans forward and presses her lips against his before he gets the chance.

They drape the blanket Luke had bought for the picnic across the back seat of his car and try their best to get dry without losing any clothing or soaking the seats. He pulls out a basket from the trunk filled with her favourite soda and slightly squashing sandwiches and cookies she knows his mom must have helped him bake and unevenly sliced carrot sticks that scream of Reggie throwing them in at the last minute. Luke passes her the aux cord and she skips through a playlist until she finds something she likes and they let his terrible car radiator try to warm them up while they eat their picnic. Though really it’s his arm around her shoulders and his hand covering her knee and her fingers trailing up and down his arm that do most of the warming up.

At 10:25 he walks her up to her front door, biting at his bottom lip as he bounces on the balls of his feet and glancing from the door to her and back again.

“So I guess I’ll see you tomorrow. For band practice,” Luke says, his eyes still going from the door to her and back again and it’s starting to make her a little dizzy.

“Mhm,” she mumbles, taking a half step towards him, hoping it’ll keep his eyes in one place. Which they do. On her lips. And she doesn’t even try to stop the smile that pulls at them when she realises it. Pushing up on to her tiptoes again she kisses him once, quickly, sweetly and starts to step away. She only makes it as far as lifting one foot up before Luke is wrapping a hand around her waist to pull her back to him, lips moving together in a way that’s different from the kisses they’ve already shared. When he pulls away to breathe she presses a kiss to his cheek and finally manages to step away while he’s looking a little stunned. “Text me when you get home okay? I’ll see you tomorrow Luke.”

She opens her front door and slips inside before she can change her mind and stand on her front pouch kissing him all night. Because she could do that. Spend a whole night just kissing him. Julie presses her fingers to her lips as a giddy smile takes over her face, twitching aside the curtain that covers the window next to the door in time to see Luke getting into his car and driving away.

For their next date three days later they go to the arcade by the pier, and she doesn’t even care about the odd looks everyone around them shoots their way at the peeling laughter that erupts out of her when he pulls a bright yellow umbrella out of the trunk of his car with a wink.

#julie and the phantoms #julie molina #luke patterson #julie molina x luke patterson #jukebox #jatp #jatp fics #still have no clue what to tag fics as on here sos ghfjd #god this really did take me a whole month huh. but i like it. i think. idk about the ending #it could be worse. okay anyway. goodbye enjoy.#*fics #this tehcnicaly counts as a promot so!!!#*prompts

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