#ok well it's not ALL breakup songs but mostly

[badass-queer-couples-battle]

Propaganda:

For Shadowpeach: "ok so, we all know from that one tumblr post that yaoi is two blokes doing fuckall and yuri is when there’s themes and shit? well these two (shadowpeach) have So Much Themes. they were super close friends for years and years (both immortal) before their epic breakup scene (wukong was trapped under a mountain and macaque refused to free him) (he wasn’t entirely in the wrong but that’s another story) (also wukong killed macaque there was that, that did happen) (its complicated)

from the Moment we see these two, all we know about them is that they’re the most divorced ever. as time goes on, we see the complexities in their relationship, and they introduce a lot of the overarching themes and motifs of the show (hero and warrior pairs, peaches being a symbol of their relationship, etc). also they’re both girls to me

tmnt theme song voice toxic codependent yuri!"

"theyre So So gay divorced and have an incredibly complicated and toxic relationship. also according to that one tumblr post yaoi is when theres two blokes doing fuckall and yuri is when theres themes and shit, and these two have So So So many themes and shit. theyve got motifs out the wazoo. peaches are a motif of their relationship and in the very end of the s4 finale wukong hands macaque a half-melted peach flavored (and shaped) popsicle. this is yuri to me"

"They used to be semi-immortal bff's, but then they fell apart and literally one of them died(bc of the other), then he revived, then got semi-consumed by revenge™ and tried to kill each other for a while, but they are cool now and they gave the sweetest little smiles when they finally talked- *fangirls* ok ok, look at it this way: it's a royalty au but it's canon."

"Well, they are toxic doomed yuri vibes, in my.most opinion. But also their designs are pretty gender I think.. mostly wukongs imo. And ik eyelashes aren't inherently feminine but theyre both some of the few(if not only) male characters in the show with visible eyelashes. Also if it counts, out of the relationships that I've seen compared to theirs, most are canonical sapphic relationships from other cartoons (catradora and bubbline notably)"

For Arthur and Linus: "THEY ARE SOO YURI!! OLD MAN YURI!!! LIKE!!! JUST LOOK AT THEM!!! THEYRE SO ADORABLE"

"A warm, loving caretaker of magical children who are orphans falls in love with the fat neurotic caseworker and changes his life for the better."

For Thoschei: "i. why great

They are each other's narrative foils. They are archenemies. They were childhood friends. They might not have been married, but they are divorced. They call themselves best enemies. They are the "i can fix them"/"i can make them worse" duo. They've proposed to each other (to rule/travel across the universe together), but each declined the offer from the other. They've kissed. They've killed each other. They've killed for each other (the first to do so was the Doctor who is the protagonist and the hero, but this fact was revealed in an audio drama, not in the TV show). The universe's too small for both of them. "The cosmos without the Doctor scarcely bears thinking about" is a real quote from one of the episodes from the 1980s. They are war criminals. The Master commits atrocities to attract the Doctor's attention and admits it. They are not able to get rid of each other for good, nor they really want to. One of the showrunners literally spent the BBC's money to make his E2L I Can't Decide fanvid for them and make it a part of an episode.

ii. why guy:

They'd been in male bodies for more than 40 years…

iii. why yuri

…until one of them regenerated into a woman. After some time, the other did so too. Sadly, they haven't interacted in their female bodies on screen, but the fandom makes do with fan content.

in conclusion: this is The guy yuri if i've ever seen one"

#guy yuri round 1 #doctor who #lego monkie kid #the house in the cerulean sea #shadowpeach #thoschei #the doctor #the master #sun wukong #lmk macaque #linus baker #arthur parnassus #thitcs #tj klune #lmk #guy yuri poll #(this poll reminded me I've had THITCS on my to read list for months) #(need to get into it found family is my jam(

[brokenjere]

bad in the bones (c.f) (part 1)

an: ok, i think i finally am happy with at least this first part! I've been working on this fic for weeks now, trying to perfect it and be happy with it but it just was not coming together nicely at all but finally, i think i did it. i hope you guys like it, i teased it a little bit a while ago so lmk when you guys think!!

synopsis: after an earth-shattering breakup, yn joins her cousin Belly for their summer trip to Cousins beach.

catch up here

Two months ago, I was throwing t-shirts across my bedroom, tears streaming down my face, screaming at the love of my life. Josh was leaning against my closed door, his arms crossed over his chest and his head hanging low. “I just think we should see other people,” he said to me. See other people. Ha. What a freaking cop-out. 

“Just tell me you don’t love me,” I yelled at him. I threw his ACDC shirt that found its home inside of me closet. It was one of those mass-produced t-shirts from Target. I bet he had never even heard an ACDC song before. He was fake like that, it was one of his least desirable traits. 

“I do love you, but we’re about to go to college and I think we need to, I don’t know, spread out wings.” I scoffed and slammed the closet door shut, the framed photos of us I had hanging on the wall shook from the pressure. I grabbed it, looking down at our smiling faces and I threw it in the trash. “Seriously?” 

“Yeah,” I said. “Seriously.” 

Josh didn’t stay long after that, probably would rather be seeing other people than being screamed at by his girlfriend, ex-girlfriend, of three years. We spent all of high school together but somehow, college was just too much. I think he just didn’t want to go to Columbia together like we planned and never applied like he told me and needed a cheap excuse to get out of it. 

I went to prom stag and alone with only my best friend, Mallory, on my arm but she had her own date. Lucy. Lucy was the picture-perfect girlfriend. I bet she wouldn’t lie to Mallory or break up with her a few weeks before prom and graduation and the end of their high school experience. I bet Lucy would have at least waited until after. Not that I wanted Mallory to be dumped. I was bitter, sure, but she was still my best friend. 

Graduation didn’t treat me much better, either. My mom didn’t even bother to show up which would probably bother any normal kid but I was used to my mom never being home. At least this time, she was away at work with an actual excuse. I hated that I watched Josh shift in his seat down the row from me. I hate that my heart still fluttered when I watched him walk the stage and flip over his tassel and smile at the camera and I hated that I wanted to see his parents photo dump of the day. He had good parents. Solid ones that showed up. 

My aunt Laurel showed up, though. Mostly because Steven was graduating, too, but I like to think she wanted to watch me walk the stage as well. She clapped really loud and stood up and hooted and hollered and I couldn’t help but laugh at her and my younger cousin, Belly. They made me feel happy and whole and complete. I didn’t even glance in Josh’s direction. 

The four of us went to get ice cream after, Steven and I in our caps and gown and Belly in her little summery dress and Laurel, always too dressed up for the occasion. “We did it,” Steven sighed as he sat down next to me at a little table outside of the ice cream shop. “Thank god.” I laughed and we cheered our spoons together and dug into our ice cream. That was when Laurel asked me to join them on their annual summer trip to Cousins beach right smack dab in the middle of Cape Cod. 

“Your mother will be gone most of the summer anyway, and we don’t want you to be alone,” Laurel said, reaching out and grabbing my hand over the table. I knew she meant well but what was I? A pity case now that I was dumped, borrowed, and bruised? If Josh never left, I bet she wouldn’t be asking me this. “Come with us, it’ll be fun. It’s Steven’s and Conrad’s last summer before they go off to college, too. What do you say?” 

I looked over at Belly. My Belly. While Mallory was my best friend, Belly was like my sister. My mom was always the bad sister. The flaky sister. The one that left her kid alone all weekend while she ran off with her new boytoy of the month. She wasn’t always that way, though. My parents got divorced when I was a freshman in high school and I hadn’t seen my dad since. I was too young to be let in on what was a disaster of a marriage, but judging by my mom’s early mid-life crisis, it was probably bad. They got married too young. Had me too young. Maybe if me and Josh stayed together, I’d have ended up like her, too. 

I spent a lot of time with Belly growing up. Even though she was a year younger than me, it never felt like she was that much younger. There were moments, like when I got my period and her eyes widened when I told her. I ended up having to confide in Aunt Laurel because Belly got queasy at the thought of blood but at least I was able to give her a tampon when she got hers in the middle of gym class in the 6th grade. 

Her face lit up while Laurel waited for my answer. Steven shrugged, not really caring too much if I said yes or no. I think secretly he wanted me to agree because he caught my eye at the last second and gave me a micro-nod that maybe no one else would have noticed. 

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s do it,” I finally conceded. Belly clapped and hugged me over the table. My tassels dipped into my hot fudge and I laughed as Belly profusely apologized, handing me napkins to wipe it off. “It’s fine, Bells. Not like I’m ever gonna wear it again.” 

She turned red and looked back in her ice cream and Laurel squeezed my hand once again. “We leave next week, okay? I’ll pick you up.” 

That’s how I ended up here, in the Conklin’s station wagon, listening to Belly’s music and bad signing and holding on for dear life as Steven drives. “I can’t believe you let him drive,” I whisper to Laurel as we sit in the backseat. She laughs and waves me off. 

“Belly turn that down,” she tells her daughter. “We’re almost at the gas station.” Belly does as her mom says and Steven listens to her directions on how to get to the gas station. Belly explained to me earlier that every year they stop at this same gas station, stock up on snacks for the last half hour of the drive and get all the essentials that you can’t get in the small, fancy town of Cousins. “Cousins is for the rich,” she said to me. 

The first person I meet in Cousin’s is a gas station employee who looks far too old to be working at a gas station and certainly not rich. He checks out Belly and I as we grab our Diet Coke and Cheetos, his eyebrows churning up in interest.

He looks like he belongs in the city, not the beaches of Cape Cod. Maybe he’s a summer kid, like the rest of them. Neither my mom nor Laurel grew up particularly wealthy. My mom got lucky marrying my dad, who was a coding genius and got a fantastic job right out of college and was able to provide anything and everything we needed or the first fifteen years of my life. When Mom realized the marriage was going down the toilet, she got her own job that took up too much of her time and when she finally had enough saved, we left. The Conklins weren’t Cape Cod rich, either, Laurel just got lucky by finding her person in Susannah Fisher who was Cape Cod rich. 

Belly looks like she recognizes him maybe just a little and says, “he lives a few houses down from Susannah’s. The boys hang out with him every once in a while.”

I eye him up from the chip isle as he counted money behind the register. I guess he wasn’t that ugly but he surely wasn’t my type. My type was tall boys with floppy hair and terrible personalities. Apparently. “Are you guys friends?” I ask her. She shakes her head and looks at me with disgust, her nose crinkled up so far her blackheads were popping out. I laugh. 

“No. Maybe Jeremiah and Conrad consider him a friend but he’s always been kind of weird around me,” she says. “I never really fully fit in with the boys, especially not now that they’re older.” 

Her life in Cousins has always been something Belly kept mostly to herself. She tells me stories here and there and I hear from her a couple of times over the summer but other than that, it was strictly for her and the boys. Just the way she liked it. I feel guilty for crashing their party but how can I say no when Belly was looking at me with all that hope. 

“Well, he’s eyeing you up now,” I tell her. She glances over at the boy behind the counter and blushes a little. “Is that a little red I see, Conklin?” 

“No,” she insists, shaking her head as she grabs a bag of Cheetos. “Let’s go.” 

We walk up to the counter and set all our stuff down. The boy's name tag reads Jumper. That’s a stupid name. He smiles at us and says, “Belly, you’re back.” It was a statement, not a question. Belly’s back. The world is right. 

She nods and he looks over at me. “That’s my cousin, YN.” Belly tells him as she fiddles with her fingers, eager for him to get the transaction over with. 

“You guys should come to my bonfire tonight. You know the one, Belly. The first of the season.” He looks at her and she looks down at the counter and I interject. 

“We’ll be there.” Her head shoots up to look at me just as Laurel comes up behind us. She grabs Belly’s ponytail and twirls it around her finger as she deposits a mound of snacks on the counter. Chips. Soda. Candy. “Did you pay?” She asks, looking at the counter. We shake our heads and Jumper starts scanning. Everyone is quiet while Laurel is around. 

When we go to leave, he says, “see you guys later.”

“What’s later?” Laurel asks once we’re outside. 

“Nothing,” Belly tells her quickly. Quick enough to dismiss her but not quick enough to make her less curious. Laurel doesn’t say anything, though. 

She hands us the snacks she bought and tells us she’s going to run to the bathroom and once we’re alone I tell her, “yes, yes, oh my god, yes we should go” but she keeps waving me off because Isobel Conklin is not a partier. 

She is a quiet, keeps to herself, too scared of her own body, heart, and soul, kind of girl. She is my opposite and that's why I love her. 

She is the good to my wickedness, the sunshine to my rainy day, the angel sitting on my shoulder. She’s all the things that my mother hoped I would be and all the things she resents that I am not. 

She sits in the front seat and I sit in the back while we wait for her brother.. She pulls down the visor and looks at herself in the mirror. I lean forward and say, “you okay?”

“Yeah,” she nods. “Nobody has hit on me before like that.” 

“What do you mean? You’re hot.” 

“I guess he’s never hit on me like that before,” she clarifies. He meaning Jumper. “Not that I want him to.”

“Because you’re waiting for Conrad Fisher, right?” I laugh as she blushes again. I grab the band that’s holding her ponytail in place and pull it out of her hair, letting her long brown hair cascade her shoulders. I shake it out for her and then say, “you’ll get him this year.” 

Anyone that knows Belly Conklin knows that Conrad Fisher is the man of her dreams. I’ve never met him, but Belly talks about him like he’s the sun. Like he created the entire solar system just for her to look at. It made me want to know him. I wanted someone to create a solar system for me, too. Josh never created anything for me, let alone the entire universe. 

Once Steven gets in the car, he starts driving again. Belly and I sing at the top of our lungs to the bad radio tunes. Steven can’t turn the radio down quiet enough. The quieter it goes, the louder we get. Laurel just laughs next to me in the back and I use my Coke bottle as a microphone, handing it over to her to sing. She just laughs harder and shakes her head so I take it back. 

It feels like only minutes until we’re at the ocean. I can smell it through the window and taste it in the air. I hope that it’ll be enough to drown out all my darkness. 

The second, third, and fourth people I meet in Cousin’s are the Fishers. The infamous Fishers. Susannah, Laurel’s best friend from college, and her two boys: Conrad and Jeremiah. It was like meeting a figment of my imagination. All the stories Belly has told me throughout the years finally have faces. 

Susannah is a lot prettier than in the photos I’ve seen. She has a smile that made my core feel warmer than the East Coast sun and she hugged me so tight I felt like I was gonna burst open. She’s nothing like my mother described her: snotty, stuck up, spoiled, rotting my sister to her core. 

All my life, she has talked about Susannah as if she was the plague. Stay away from her, she warned whenever I brought her up. I always thought she was the prettiest woman I have ever seen. Her blonde hair, pretty blue eyes, and gorgeous smile. Laurel would tell me and Belly stories about her whenever I slept over and Belly used to talk about her with more admiration than she talked about her own mother. I think my mom was just jealous. That her sister had a person that wasn’t her. That her person was fun and exciting and had more money than my mom and Laurel ever grew up with. That my mom never found her person. 

Jeremiah is blonde, like his mom. A curly, blonde mop on the top of his head with a freckled smile and bright blue eyes. He twirls Belly around in a hug, happy to see her just like everyone else. When he sees me, he smiles like he has known me his entire life and gives me a hug. “Belly’s told me so much about you,” he says. “I’m really glad you’re here.” 

“Really?” I ask, peaking over at Belly. She shrugs as if she was being caught. I thought it was sweet she talked about me when I wasn’t around. 

“Of course!” He wraps his arm around my shoulders and brings me over to where Steven was standing. While Jeremiah and Steven talk about throwing Belly in the pool, another boy who I assume is Conrad, walks into the driveway. 

Belly is immediately enthralled with him, as am I. He’s tall. His dark brown hair flops over his eyes and he uses one hand to push it out of his line of sight. He stops when he sees her and then I have to look away because Steven is talking to me. “What?” I ask.

“Are you gonna help us with the Belly flop?” He asks, looking at me expectedly. I nod, not really understanding what they were saying until all three boys were grabbing Belly by her flailing limbs and carrying her to the backyard. I followed, half laughing and half gawking at the house I’d be staying at for the summer. 

The house is big, and white, and has a huge front porch. The windows are massive and the backyard has a giant pool that Belly was about to get tossed into. I run my fingers along the lounge chairs on the patio, the metal warming my skin. The splash in front of me hit my face and I wipe it with the back of my hand and laugh as Belly pretends to have hurt her ankle in the water. I can see the smirk on her face from over here but Conrad must think she’s serious because he reaches his hand down to her and as she grabs it, she pulls him into the pool making another splash of water. As they struggle under the water, Jeremiah and Steven lose interest and talk amongst themselves, slowly walking away. “Wait,” I say, making Steven turn around. “Show me around?” They both smile and nod and I follow them inside. 

Susannah lets me pick whatever room I want. There are at least three spare bedrooms not in use and I grab the one with the nicest view of the backyard and ocean. I can hear the waves crashing through the open window. I unpack my bags, tossing them all in the big white dresser on the opposite side of the room. The mirror on top was bigger than necessary and more clear than my own eyes and suddenly, I see how dark the circles under my eyes were. I don’t even remember when the last time I slept through the night was. Most of them I spent staying up, crying and wallowing in my own self pity which is an embarrassing thing to admit which is why I never told anyone. I tell Mallory: I’m fine, screw him I’m over it. I hope he sleeps with every girl in the city and finds what he’s looking for. Truthfully, I hope he’s so miserable and alone that he crawls all the way to Cousins beach on his hands and knees and begs for me back just so I can tell him no.

 I almost want to crawl into the bed, soft as a cloud, and sleep until the sun comes up and the birds chirp. Instead, I head downstairs where Laurel, Susannah, and Belly are in the kitchen. Susannah is drying Belly’s hair with a towel at the kitchen island and Laurel is unpacking the groceries we picked up on the way there. 

“Laurel, your girls are gonna give all of Cousins a run for their money,” Susannah says. “They’re both so beautiful.” I smile and take a seat next to Belly at the island. “They both look just like you.” Susannah smooths down my hair with one of her hands and smiles at me, winking. 

Laurel smiles at both of us and comes over to me, kisses the top of my head, and then twirls her finger through Belly’s wet hair. “Don’t let that get to their head,” Laurel says. I see her wink at Susannah as she brushes her fingers through Belly’s hair. 

“Do you have enough groceries there, Laur?” Susannah teases. I look at all the food that Laurel unpacked already and the full bag she has sitting on the counter still. We kind of went a little crazy in the grocery store, grabbing all the sweets we could find and throwing them in the cart. Belly told me her mom never says no on their annual Cousins shopping spree. It was true, Laurel bought every single thing we put in the cart. 

“It’s not like your little fancy market in town has Diet Coke,” Laurel says as she puts the two cases we got into the fridge. 

“We’ll get some good muffins in the morning,” Susannah says. “I’ll send Connie to town.” The good muffins I had heard about. Belly boasted about them every summer, sending me artistically crafted photos of them before she devoured them a few seconds later. “They are the best muffins in the world,” Belly always told me. 

There were a lot of traditions that happened over the summers that would all be brand new to me and part of that makes me feel left out as if I was the odd man out, tagging along for a little adventure while this was their life. I never had the good muffins. I didn’t know what movie Belly and the moms watched every year on the first night. I didn’t know there was the first night of summer bonfire. But all these details were their normal and I sank into the chair, trying to disappear.

#conrad fisher #conrad fisher x reader #conrad fisher imagine #conrad fisher one shot #conrad fisher rec #tsitp #the summer i turned pretty #tsitp imagine #tsitp conrad #the summer i turned pretty imagine #jeremiah fisher x reader

[the-90s-music-colosseum]

*cracks knuckles* ok here we go abt the damon albarn/graham coxon thing.

damon has never seriously come out as queer or anything to my knowledge. the "intellectual bi" thing was jsut to piss off brett andersen forget about it. justine did say damon went through a period of snogging lads idk what was up with that.

were they ever a thing? no. not officially, explicitly, quoted in public atleast.

but was/is their relationship far more closer than one would assume conventional male friendships to be? also yes. they met when they were pre-teens, their journey as musicians started each other, the core of blur as a band has always been their friendship. they both had matching friendship necklaces for god sakes. they've both, and particularly damon, have always spoken of their relationship in really reverent, intimate terms: you can find interviews from the 90s full of quotes about how much they love each other, how protective damon is of graham, how deep and fluid their connection is blah blah blah. and yes the kissing. they did that, though at the time damon was like yeah we kiss we homies so what. they kissed at their wembley gig in july as well. y'know just guy thingz.

but their relationship has been complex. im sure u can find the details if u dig around a little. by the late 90s their friendship was kinda falling apart. substance abuse issues, issues in their own relationships, differences in ideas about where blur should go next etc etc. but even at the worst point of this, their intimacy in songwriting prevailed. 13, damon's great grand breakup album, is as much about graham as much as it is about justine

damon has written atleast two songs about/for graham "sweet song" from think thank- which was written when graham left the band. and "my terracotta heart" from magic whip- when they got back together. he's on record saying these are about graham. incredibly heartbreaking both of them. graham said he felt like pattie harrison having songs written about him. im sure there are other songs scattered throughout blur, solo damon and solo graham discography that could be read as being about each other.

also ive never EVER heard a man speak about his friendship breakup with such openness and vulnerability as damon did during the early 2000s. they eventually made up after not talking for years, and that making up story is rather dramatic and sweet as well. they wouldn't shut up abt how happy they were to be back in each others lives and how much they still loved each other. etc etc etc. all very sappy and sweet.

their relationship took ages to mend and i suppose its a lot different now compared to the intensity it had back in the day. damon though is back in form mentioning the story of how they met each other and how well graham understands and communicates with him through writing songs together and all that in every interview possible. damon has recently split from his partner of 25 years and the latest blur record is mostly about that. its really poignant to me that out of all his projects, he chose to go back to his oldest friend and oldest creative partner to bring these songs to life.

tl;dr: they werent boyfriends they werent friends they were a secret third thing.

Britpop lore 2. They were a secret third thing.

#most attractive 90s musician #asks #damon albarn #graham coxon

[ninasbookshelf]

Book Recs Based on Taylor Swift Albums

'Tis the damn season of Taylor Swift's Eras Tour! In celebration I have put together reading recommendations based on each of Taylor’s albums.

Some of Taylor's songs are (seemingly) inspired directly by specific books or media, so I tried to stray from those and recommend something different. Also, I aimed for books that I think capture the theme/feeling of the entire album, rather than books that follow the story of one particular song. 

...Ready for it? Here goes.

(Also I’m tired, so there may be some minor book spoilers… no promises.) 

Taylor Swift (Debut)- I’ll Give You the Sun by Jandy Nelson

I’ll Give You the Sun captures the vibrancy of Taylor’s self-titled debut album, and delves into the challenges of youth and the journey to finding where we belong in the world. Both the album and book showcase the loneliness and betrayals that happen during adolescence. They also look at love and what it means to love someone. This isn’t just romantic love either; there are friendships, familial love… and ok, there’s romance too. 

Fearless - Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë

Hear me out. Wuthering Heights is dark, yes, but it is mainly a story of passion; powerful, lively moments, both positive and negative. It’s a story full of life, and so is Fearless. In both there are love stories and there are fights, there are betrayals and misunderstandings, and in Wuthering Heights the characters are, mostly, physically very near each other… just on The Other Side of the Door. Both Fearless and Wuthering Heights are rollercoasters charting the ups and downs of their protagonists’ relationships. Someday I’ll write an essay dedicated to comparing the two in more detail, but for now I’ll stop here.

Speak Now - Seven Faceless Saints (SFS) by M.K. Lobb

Ok, I might be reaching here because I just read this and want to talk about it, but watch me make it work. Roz and Damian (the main characters of SFS) dated for years before Damian was drafted, and since his return to Ombrazia there has been tension between the two due to both personal vendettas and political differences. As they’re forced to work together, they begin to understand each other, they grapple with their pasts, the things that haunt them, the things that make them push for revenge… they build a relationship again, they reflect on the way their lives used to be and the tumult that caused the breakdown. The victory in SFS is a bit darker in tone than Long Live, but I think it still works. 

Red - If I Had Your Face by Frances Cha

This one is a given for me. Both Red and If I Had Your Face capture the turbulence and confusion of being a woman in your twenties (give or take). They show both the magic and madness of romantic relationships. They show the pain of being older and wiser, how we can look at other women who are still full of hope and see how everything could go wrong. Heartbreak, power, and female friendship; it’s all there.

1989 - The Sun Is Also a Star by Nicola Yoon

Welcome to New York! The Sun Is Also a Star follows two teens, Natasha and Daniel, through an event- and emotion-filled day in NYC. It’s romantic and silly and magical, until very suddenly… the pain of reality returns. This one’s YA, but I think it fits really well with 1989. 

Reputation - The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid

I love love this comparison. Secret relationships, crimes and getaway cars, breakups and betrayals and finally, eventually, realizing that the people we surround ourselves with are what really matters in life… yeah.

Lover - Book Lovers by Emily Henry

It’s only fitting that Lover gets a romance novel (and I promise I didn’t just pick this particular book because it has “lover” in the title). Book Lovers features a literary agent named Nora who is determined to go above and beyond for her clients. If she were a man, she’d be the man. It’s a realistic romance, complete with a cruel summer and characters who find comfort in each other after many failed relationships… but can it last?  

folklore - Little Women by Louisa May Alcott or Sorrow and Bliss by Meg Mason

There’s a lot going on in folklore; it showcases Taylor’s storytelling skills in an achingly beautiful light. There are several different stories happening on the album, some of which are intertwined. I can’t pass up recommending Little Women, because the relationships these women share with each other, and their romances throughout the different stages of their life, are represented thoroughly in folklore’s tracklist. There are hard feelings and mistakes, heartache and the harshness of reality, and the realization that sometimes things aren’t meant to be, no matter how much we might want them to be. 

However, as someone who has spent too much not enough time watching Jo and Laurie x folklore compilations on Youtube, I feel like folklore/Little Women is a commonly made connection… (or maybe I’m way too deep into that rabbit hole). SO, to add some variety, I wanted to share a second recommendation that I think also fits with the general feeling folklore creates. 

Sorrow and Bliss by Meg Mason particularly fits with the more mature stories on the album. It involves  characters looking back on their pasts and seeing the connections and divisions in their relationships, and grappling with how things are vs what could’ve been. The book focuses heavily on mental health and how it affects our relationships with ourselves and the people we care about. 

I’ll share one of my favorite quotes: “Martha, no marriage makes sense. Especially not to the outside world. A marriage is its own world.” Just like in folklore, Sorrow and Bliss includes a deep dive into the protagonist’s personal relationships and how those relationships can grow and change over time.

evermore - I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith

Set in a crumbling castle in rural England, I Capture the Castle shares the mystique and pining encapsulated in Taylor Swift’s evermore. There’s unrequited love, secret devotions, and the ache left by empty promises and tainted relationships. And of course, everything is happening surrounded by overwhelming pastoral beauty. It’s the perfect matchup to evermore.

Midnights - Daisy Jones and the Six by Taylor Jenkins Reid

A second TJR feature! I feel like there’s a song here for every major event in DJATS. The madness of relationships; the idolization of celebrities vs what they were actually going through; parties, affairs, love and questions; loss and betrayal and reflections on the past… It’s all there. 

And that’s all ten! I got tired near the end, so I apologize if any of this is confusing. If you have questions or comments about any of these book recs, please reach out to me! I’d love to talk more about them. 

I’m thinking of doing more in-depth book recommendations for Taylor's discography, where I pick one book for each of her songs. I’d do these on an album-by-album basis. If you're interested, let me know! 

#taylor swift #booklr #book recs #tjr #emily henry #bibliophile #books and reading #taylor swift eras #taylor swift debut #taylor swift red #1989 #fearless #evermore #folklore #midnights #speak now #taylor swift lover #reputation

[casmick-consequences]

just finished season 4 of hsmtmts and i have THOUGHTS

also it's high time i change this profile pic lol whoops

ok so..... i'm (mostly) just gonna talk about the ashlyn&big red storylines throughout the season because that was just..... a lot to unpack.

was i hopeful that they were gonna make it? the tiniest bit. but was i more convinced that they would probably break up? ....yeah. And I'm actually completely fine with their breakup bc of them growing apart or whatever but I do not agree with the way that they had to go about it.

having big red AND seb cheat on their respective partners is THE most OOC writing this show's had so far, like.... did we watch the same show??? What the hell? Not just on Big Red's side but also on Seb's! Wasn't Seb the one that got pissed at Carlos for "flirting" with random guys during his vacation? And then you make him do this?!

Imho it just feels incredibly forced. I get it, Madlyn was gonna be endgame, but you didn't have to force a "i cheated bc i was figuring out my sexuality" storyline for it to happen. The last conversation these two had, Red LITERALLY said "i know more than ever that you are the one for me" and the next scene they have it's like "we've been growing apart for a while now"?????? ugh it just irks me but whatever

i DO however like how Madlyn was handled. I think between them everything just went very naturally and very cute, like they were dancing around eachother with googly eyes and it was adorable. And i did clap when they kissed, they both deserve it <3 and i'm always team gay in hindsight, i just REALLY wanted to believe in redlyn bc (esp in the first 2 seasons) they remind me a lot of me and my partner, which I'm just gonna have a natural bias towards.

Also..... Andy?????? Ok sure. Yay for Big Red getting his big gay enemies to lovers arc at the literal last minute, even though it came out of nowhere and, again, kind of felt forced. But all that aside, it's nice seeing Larry and Andrew's characters get together, knowing that they're very good friends in real life. It must've been a lot of fun for them to film, too.

Idk, I just feel like they completely mistreated Big Red's character this season, which irks me seeing as he's my (quite obvious lol) favorite character in the show. But oh well, what can you do?

All that aside, let's get a bit more positive seeing as it WAS a very entertaining season to watch, and I LOVE the songs this season as well (the Halloween song is instantly going in my playlist)

The ending made me bawl my eyes out as well, with Gina's speech to everyone as well as Ricky crying which never fails to make ME cry, JENN AND BEN FINALLY GOT TOGETHER THANKGODDD, and they went to DENNY'S :'''''')

+++ it was very gay so it gets a lot of stars in my book

i'll miss east high so so so much :')

#hsmtmts #high school musical the musical the season #big red redonovich #ashlyn caswell #madlyn #redlyn #hsmtmts spoilers #hsmtmts season 4

[goldrushzukka]

aidays playlist breakdown: chapter 2

ryan buzzfeed unsolved voice let's get into it

here's the fic (spoilers ahead)

here's the playlist

careless whisper by george michael

this is the only song mentioned by name in the fic. it’s in the chapter. it’s canon. i talked about this in this post about zuko’s taste in abba, but in my mind aidays zuko is very much a classic gay icon enjoyer. like he is a friend of dorothy. anyway i put this song in the fic mostly as a joke (saxophone sexiest instrument of all time) but it is also a little bit about them.

(ID: "To the heart and mind / Ignorance is kind / There's no comfort in the truth / Pain is all that you'll find". End ID)

obviously this is like a silly little meme song whatever whatever IS THIS NOT THEM? IS THIS NOT THEM? let's lie to ourselves and each other about what this means and what we feel because it's easier. it's safer. ignorance is kind.

(ID: "Should've known better than to cheat a friend / And waste a chance that I've been given / So I'm never gonna dance again / The way I danced with you". End ID)

a little bit of liberty taken with that first line bc they're lovers and not friends and there's no "cheating" except for breaking the rules of their arrangement by developing non-casual feelings but. the rest of it is sooooooooo. ougugh. like. for the whole "breakup" period of the fic (ch5-9) both zuko and sokka are trying to deal with the fact that actually, there is no one else. there will never be anyone else. they have ruined each other for anyone else. zuko goes on these little dates with jet and the whole time he's wondering when he's going to feel it, that thing he felt with sokka. when is it going to feel the same? when is it going to feel anywhere near as good, as right?

sleeping in by all time low

the first few chapters of the fic are so funny bc pretty much every song on the playlist is saying the exact same thing in a slightly different way.

(ID: "Tell me that you got nowhere to be / Can we stay all day (All day) / Lay low in our lazy luxury / Sex in a rosé daze (Daze) / All day, it's a real good thing". End ID)

this is very much what the start of aidays is about: sex so good you don't want to do anything else. can't imagine wanting to do anything else. getting so wrapped up in the euphoria of someone who just understands what you need like no one else does, that before you know what's happening you've already fallen so fast and hard you'll never recover.

summer love by carly rae jepsen

ohhhhhh when i say every carly rae jepsen song is about aidays.......every carly rae jepsen song is about aidays. and she is so right all the time.

(ID: "I was down for the first night / And now I'm down for a second try / When you touch me, I wanna fly / I'm so down for you all the time". End ID)

this song is so sexy and flirty and fun and that's exactly the energy i wanted to bring to this fic. it's light it's breezy it's so simple and casual except it's NOT!!!! but sokka and zuko don't know that yet. for right now in ch2 all they know is they can't get enough of each other. at this point in the fic, and going forward, they could eat each other whole and it would not be enough.

father by the front bottoms

ok ok. the front bottoms are so bad. but also i love them. and this song is so good. like it's awful it sounds terrible but it is so good. to me.

(ID: "I have this dream that I am hitting my dad with a baseball bat / And he is screaming and crying for help / And maybe halfway through, it has more to do with me killing him / Than it ever did protecting myself / And I believe that yeah, Dad, maybe no one is perfect / But I believe that you are pushing your luck". End ID)

it can't all be fun little sex songs. this verse was not necessarily an inspiration for the tragic backstory reveal in ch2 bc that was always coming, but i do think it fits well with what i'm trying to do with zuko's trauma in this fic. i think canon zuko should've had the opportunity to beat ozai up but maybe that's just me.

(ID: "But you look good tonight, girlfriend / Can I sleep in your bed? / And when I crawl out in the morning / Can I stay inside your head?". End ID)

this for me is about like. wanting to impact someone the same way they impact you. the anxiety around reciprocation. pretty much immediately post-ch2 zuko has his first oh moment (I Am Writing It. Calm Down.) where he realises that he might have some real feelings for Sokka, that this thing might not be as casual as it was supposed to be. and that's where this little bridge comes in. "can i stay inside your head?" in the sense of, will you still think about me when i'm not in front of you? will you think of me the same way i think of you? are you in this, are you with me, wherever we're going?

sin by tomberlin

shoutout to rena @dreamrena for putting me onto this one! it makes me want to eat dirt

(ID: "Boyfriends, what are boyfriends, what are boyfriends when I have you?". End ID)

i mean. this is the thesis statement for chapter 2. who needs a relationship with labels and commitment when whatever the fuck this is feels so much better? (spoiler alert, it feels better than any other relationship either of them have ever had bc they are soulmates.)

(ID: "And we never should've left that room / And we never should've said hello / 'Cause I miss you when you go". End ID)

this idea of wishing you never met someone bc the way you feel is So Much is touched on in chapter 6 when sokka and suki have their big feelings talk. at that point everything has gone to shit and sokka thinks he's never going to be happy again (he is stupid) and he's cursing the day he ever met zuko, because, yeah, what they had was fun, but was it worth this? was falling in love with zuko worth all the pain of not getting to keep him? did sokka ever have him in the first place? (he did. he does.)

#i never know how to end shit like this #if you guys want a conclusion paragraph you have come to the WRONG college dropout #mine #aidays #and ill do anything you say #uhhhh #what did i tag the other one lemme check #zukka

[definitely-not-iorveth]

ALL OF THEM

HCDSGDHFJGDSH

i knew it 😂💚 thank you ily 😘

1:A song you like with a color in the title

The Red by Chevelle

was so tempted to put I'm Blue in there, barely resisted 😂

2:A song you like with a number in the title

96 Quite Bitter Beings by CKY

3:A song that reminds you of summertime

Summertime Sadness by Lana del Ray 😂

it's not cheating if it has summer in the title ofc it makes me think of summertime ok

4:A song that reminds you of someone you would rather forget about

Sabre Dance by Khachaturian

5:A song that needs to be played LOUD

Killswitch by Krynos

6:A song that makes you want to dance

Stenka Na Stenku by ARKONA

(yes a moshpit counts as dancing you can't change my mind)

7:A song to drive to

.........i don't drive........ 💀

but if i did i'd imagine i'd do so to songs like Needled 24 / 7 by Children of Bodom

8:A song about drugs or alcohol

Girl With Golden Eyes by Sixx:A.M.

it's about heroin apparently

9:A song that makes you happy

Something in the Water by Brooke Fraser

10:A song that makes you sad

Teen Idle by MARINA

11:A song that you never get tired of

Horpa by Gåte

12:A song from your preteen years

Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen

13:One of your favorite 80’s songs

i had to look up which songs are from the 80s for this 😂

but of course it has to be I Love Rock ’n’ Roll by Joan Jett & the Blackhearts

14:A song that you would love played at your wedding

my what

well if i do end up getting married (doubtful) i think i'd like Battletoads by Gilead, because why the fuck not it would be funny

15:A song that is a cover by another artist

Ding by FEUERSCHWANZ ft. Melissa Bonny

16:One of your favorite classical songs

Canon in D by Pachelbel

17:A song that would sing a duet with on karaoke

frantically trying to remember any duet songs i might know 😂

OH OK GOT ONE Kto powie mi jak by Kwiat Jabłoni

18:A song from the year that you were born

Enjoy The Silence by Depeche Mode apparently

19:A song that makes you think about life

The Riddle by Gigi D'Agostino

yes really

20:A song that has many meanings to you

hmm... generally speaking i am rather a one association per song person 😂

oh but there is one, there is one!

Unbesiegt by Equilibrium

breakup song & battle anthem 👍

21:A favorite song with a person’s name in the title

Letter To Dana by Sonata Arctica

22:A song that moves you forward

in what sense 💀

let's say Phantom Limb by The Messenger Birds

lately i've been going through a rough patch, and this song helps bring me back/keep it together when i need it

23:A song that you think everybody should listen to

ah i don't think songs everybody should listen to exist to be honest. everyone's got their own tastes.

24:A song by a band you wish were still together

i don't tend to keep up with bands i have no idea who is still together and who is not 😂

25:A song by an artist no longer living

FUCK i already used hallelujah 😂 hmm who else is dead.

Beat It by Michael Jackson

26:A song that makes you want to fall in love

Feker Libi by Eden Alene

27:A song that breaks your heart

Alegria by Cirque du Soleil

mostly bc it's a song about happiness that i used to sing during very unhappy moments

28:A song by an artist with a voice that you love

life waster by CORPSE

listen. listen.

this is not my type of music. but. that voice. that fucking voice.

deep voices of this kind do things to me in general but this one in particular is just.

IT'S JUST SO.

if a man with that voice came up to me and told me he'd like to murder me in the most gruesome manner while narrating it the whole time i'd agree and say thank you.

29:A song that you remember from your childhood

Kolorowy wiatr by Edyta Górniak

30:A song that reminds you of yourself

O.K. Fine by Clover The Girl

#ask game #why does tumblr always mess up line breaks lmao

[calamitydaze]

i fucking love mitski!! which of her songs do u have on the playlist?

HI [cat jumping up and down gif] i’ll put it below a cut cause i already know it’s gonna be long thank u so much for asking omg

ok for some background i am actually not a huge mitski listener… i’ve been trying to be!! i’ve listened to her first two albums in full but haven’t got around to the others yet so these are gonna be mostly popular songs, just bc they’re the ones i hear about through other people. but i pretty thoughtfully curate my character playlists SO if they’re on here they have a reason to be, i don’t just throw popular songs on for the hell of it. ok and these are gonna be in chronological story order

1. me and my husband: STARTING OFF BAD i know this one is overused as hell but i actually have it at the very beginning of the manberg chapter to represent cq’s relationship with schlatt when things already were Not Good but he was still starry-eyed and in love enough to pretend otherwise

2. liquid smooth: at the end of the manberg chapter (though it’s relevant for all of it), in my head around the time he gets with karlnap. representing the way he pins his self worth on his appearance and whether other people find him beautiful

3. abbey: this is the most recent addition so the placement might change but right now i have it just before he builds las nevadas…. to me it speaks to his need to make something of himself but with a more desperate edge than it would have earlier in the story. and the first verse… well you know me i love a good hunger metaphor

4. brand new city: LAS NEVADASSS although he didn’t build it with the intention of what it came to be, ln was always meant to represent his last stand. this is really where he starts breaking down in the playlist and like i said in the other ask you can apply this song equally well to ctubbo, but her gasp at the end will Always be cq to me

5. stay soft: i think i have the least to say about this one but it very much furthers his themes of beauty/insecurity/sexuality and also learning to chip away the soft parts of his heart as they will only ever weaken him

6. i don’t smoke: this is at an odd place in the playlist, timeline-wise it’s set in las nevadas but i think of it as the reflection chapter where he looks back on past relationships around the karlnapity breakup. but yeah this is cpumpkinduo no doubt. just don’t leave me alone wondering where you are i am stronger than you give me credit for

7. remember my name: man i don’t even have to say anything just watch this animatic

8. nobody: he’s very lonely and wants too much (which is really just to feel loved and like he belongs and is in control of his own life) and also nobody wants him. :( SAD! well there’s other ducks

9. love me more: this is in the last section of the playlist which is like… kinda when he becomes self-aware of his own humanity again and that he’s failed in what (and who) he wanted to build. it’s hard to give him a conclusion since he didn’t really have one in the dsmp? like yes he had a finale but imo it felt like his story wasn’t supposed to end there. but i did my best

#i literally did not need to do all this sorry for talking your ear off #but thank you for asking again :33 i love my playlists #and this is by far the one i’ve spent the most time on #bella answers #anon

[nightingaleflow]

Hehehe gonna send you a bunch of songs by hitting shuffle on Spotify so now they’re even more random

Left Hand Free - Alt J

Changing of the seasons - Two door cinema club

Getaway car - Taylor swift

Cry me a river - Justin Timberlake

Satellite - Harry styles

Somewhere I belong - linkin park

So I met someone - vhs collection

Broken - lovelytheband

I’m on fire - Bruce Springsteen

So. Many.

But ok, here we go!

~

Left Hand Free - Alt J

I…have no idea. I listened to this song a couple of times and read through the lyrics, and it doesn't really apply to any of them imo. If you forced me to pick, I guess Evie? But again, not really, it's mostly for the "your man's bigger than I am" line since her man is Rock Lee.

Changing of the seasons - Two door cinema club

Holly. This is a pretty decent look into her mindset regarding her ex-girlfriend. (Holly's the one who did the actual leaving, but still)

"And I've worn out all the reasons to keep on knocking at your door" - Holly and Mel's relationship wasn't in a good spot anyway, but Holly didn't want to break up with her, so she kept coming up with excuses until she couldn't.

"You say come back and spend the night/Come back and spend the night/With me" - Yeah that's a thing that's gonna come up.

Getaway car - Taylor swift

Holly again. Basically any breakup songs/songs about toxic relationships are going to go to her.

Cry me a river - Justin Timberlake

Holly. Not only a breakup song, but a cheating breakup song? Yep.

Satellite - Harry styles

Natsumi! (Or rather, Chojuro looking at Natsumi)

"I can see you're lonely down there/Don't you know that I am right here?" - Chojuro looking at Natsumi before they got to know each other.

Somewhere I belong - linkin park

Mariana.

"I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real/I wanna find something I've wanted all along/Somewhere I belong" - Basically the start of her character arc.

"And I will never feel anything else, until my wounds are healed/I will never be anything 'til I break away from me/I will break away, I'll find myself today" - And would you look at that, there's the rest of her character arc.

So I met someone - vhs collection

Honestly, this feels like an Aki song. The lyrics read like something she's addressing to Konoha as a whole as well as the specific people who hurt her, such as Danzo and her father.

"Every day, you remind me/All the ways you let me down/Play the tape, and rewind it/See the reasons that I'm leaving you now" - Pretty self-explanatory honestly.

Broken - lovelytheband

Evie. Not saying it's healthy, but this song is kiiinnddaa why she gravitated so heavily towards Lee in the first place.

"I like that you're broken, broken like me/maybe that makes me a fool" - Yeah.

(Also applies to Holly with Gaara.)

I’m on fire - Bruce Springsteen

Nezumi.

"At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet/And a freight train running through the middle of my head/Only you can cool my desire" - Ahem.

(Honestly it could apply to any of them once their romances start sparking but Nezumi is probably the most immediate)

~

Thanks for the asks, Jmor! <3 You know I always love talking about my OCs.

Send a random song and I’ll say which OC it fits the most

#ask nightingale #justmyownreality #oc talk #Evie Moss #Holly Reed #Mariana Rosales #Aki Kamiya #Natsumi Kaioh #Nezumi Chisaki #my ocs #Naruto OC #ask box #distract me while I write

[calamitycodified]

(via https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5ofee5EK5rFcdq9uQh6XyG?si=MUPeFNS9SxSE32TM8eJmBA)

just realized that i never shared the awesamponk playlist i made in an attempt to summon an emotionally charged waltz at the banquet anyway here’s a bunch of breakup songs 

#dream smp #dsmp #mcyt #awesamdude #ponk #dropsbyponk #awesamponk #ok well it's not ALL breakup songs but mostly #cause let's be real: they still love each other #but loving someone doesn't mean that you can't hurt and be hurt by them #unless they get some serious relationship counseling i doubt they could ever be in a relationship with each other again #much less a healthy one #and there will always be a hand-sized distance between the two #(ps i couldn't come up with a 'clever' title for this one like i do my other playlists and i that makes me :c) #music #mori post

[alkalinefrog]

If you were to make a Lawlight playlist, what songs would you have on it?

OHOHO ohhh man, bless you for this ask

Ok, I wanted to tell the story of their relationship from when they first meet, their cat-and-mouse rivalry, their bonding during yotsuba arc, the betrayal, making up, and wrap it all up with a happy ending! I’m also really into making playlists with fun transitions between songs.

Here ya go, listen to them in order for the full experience! I made a youtube playlist for it here

Fight the War - Kittie Harloe

Teeth - 5 Seconds of Summer

Such a Whore (Stellular Remix) - JVLA (this one’s optional lol)

Made for You - OneRepublic

Great Big Storm - Nathan Ruess

Read My Mind - The Killers

Someone To You - BANNERS

Geronimo - Sheppard

You Light My Fire - Nate Ruess

If I Lose Myself - OneRepublic

The Death of Me - Marianas Trench

Porcelain - Marianas Trench

Lights Out, Words Gone - Bombay Bicycle Club

Lost My Mind - Alice Kristiansen

Blood // Water - grandson

Lions and Dragons - Zach Williams

To Build a Home - The Cinematic Orchestra

Only the Lonely Survive - Marianas Trench

If you listen to it, lemme know what you think! If you wanna know more about each song choice, read my play-by-play expo below the cut!

Fight the War - Pre-relationship! The cat-and-mouse chase. The game of chess. Catch me if you can! Not romantic yet, we’re setting the stage!

Teeth - This one’s pretty self-explanatory LMAO. Their first meeting and it’s electric! They hate each other, but they’re catching feelings, and they hate that they’re catching feelings.

Such a Whore (Stellular Remix) - Aight, hear me out. Their relationship’s got layers. This one’s super love/hate and spicy lol. It’s pretty self-indulgent. You can omit this one if you want, it’s admittedly the weakest link in terms of playlist flow.

Made For You - Still dancing around one another, sizing the other up. (also love the church-like vocals at the end. Perfectly eerie! It really fits the themes of the show) --- and I’m REAL PROUD of the transition here between songs

Great Big Storm - Yotsuba arc time! Tonal shift! This one’s sort of when their relationship transitions into something more genuine; more supportive. Things start to get more joyful! I see it as mostly from Light’s perspective, especially the verse lyrics about falling asleep --- “But sometimes I fall sleep at night, and I just know you're smiling at me / Oh, one day I'm gonna make this up to you“

Read My Mind - They’re stuck together 24/7. They can’t avoid talking, man. But the more they talk, the more they find they intuitively understand the other. They start not-so-subtly flirting (”A subtle kiss that no one sees”) ---- also love this line for them: “Woman, open the door, don't let it sting /  I wanna breathe that fire again“

These next few are just more relationship vibes! Bonding time!

Someone To You - L’s POV! He’s falling, and falling HARD. He wants to come out of the shadows for Light-- to give him the world! I imagine that this is still all in his head. Daydreaming about what could be!

Geronimo - Deciding to take the plunge! I imagine this like a montage.

You Light My Fire - CELEBRATE! Both of them are super giddy! I like the lyrics about going to bed after a fight for them! “I wanna throw the fight and kiss away your pain tonight But that would only make this harder She can't stand to sleep alone, ah no, and I hate losing so I wait till we get tired“

If I Lose Myself - First-time vibes :’D awww

The Death of Me - They wake up one day and realize: “Oh. Oh no. This is a bad idea, a really REALLY bad idea--- but I can’t help it!” Tonal shift back and forth from hype to introspective back to hype for the internal argument. The lyrics are pretty on the nose lol. (the end of the song also has some creepy whispering ‘cuz it’s supposed to be listened to in the context of the album, but it helps lead into the next song SO WELL.)

Porcelain - This is a moment of weakness. Someone slips up; something’s brought to the light. They’re only human. No going back now.

Lights Out, Words Gone - Angst time! They comforted each other during the last song, but neither of them like being vulnerable. They have a lot of work to do if this is going to last. They make up by the end of the song. Love the lyrics about lies! Pretty apt for these two: “Keep your old and wasted word My heart is breaking like you heard But the town has always turned These lies and made them all burn”

Lost My Mind - Gently falling deeper and deeper. Too fast; too soon. They know they’re running out of time, but it’s so easy to ignore that when they’re with each other.

Blood // Water - KIRA’S BACK. BETRAYAL. REALITY COMES CRASHING DOWN. (I really like the transition into this one)

Lions and Dragons - The aftermath of the betrayal. Light’s the Dragon, breathing fire, and L’s the Lion, burned. “I lost you again And I lost my mind And I told folks that they Shouldn't call for a while You should write me one evening And point out all the problems that happened But I'll still wait and dream That you are the lion and I am the dragon” (lowkey, this was my go-to breakup song in college lol)

To Build a Home - They’ve both hurt and been hurt. They’ll never forget, because if they did their forgiveness would be meaningless. Light remembers everything he’s done -- he’ll never not be Kira. But they’re ready to move forward. They’ve chosen each other.

Only the Lonely Survive - Bringing the mood back up! I couldn’t not end this on something upbeat. They deserve to have some fun! Love the lyrics in this one for them! They’ve accepted what their relationship will always be, and embrace it! (I also love that the harmonization makes it sound like they’re singing to each other) “I don't know how you feel yourself But I'd rather hurt here than be happy somewhere else No one will scar me like you do But no one will ever be compared, compared to you” -------AND “But I know A love like this will end in tragedy You know Every kiss suspendin' gravity Burns us both To love this close We lose ourselves And I know we won't get out alive But only the lonely survive” (If I can find the time I’d love to animate them singing this chorus)

And that’s that! If you want an album for Lawlight vibes, I highly recommend “Phantoms” by Marianas Trench. It was hard not to just copy/paste all the songs from it into the playlist.

#givenlights #ask #playlist #lawlight #death note #this is really revealing of my music taste #I didn't include any from the musical because that'd be cheating #yes I'm finally watching the musical

[agendratum]

so while i’m in the mood to sort out my life (and while instead i should be sorting out the actual irl mess in my apartment) here’s a problem, here’s a dilemma. i have this number of gifset ideas that, when i hover over them while going through my list of all ideas to decide what i’m gonna make next, i look at them and go, “i wanna do this, but it’s too long, so i’ll do it later”. i’ve been doing the same thing for months now. the things about these ideas is that they are mostly planned out already (well, in my head, but still), but i know from that plan in my head, that it will be a lot of work, a lot of gifs, probably a couple of posts for one song, and that i won’t be able to throw out any of the lyrics, because i wanna use them ALL.

i did the same thing yesterday and finally thought to myself, “ok, but WHEN is later? when is it??” so later comes today! ok, not today right now. but i decided to kinda challenge myself. i gathered all the ideas that fit this criteria in one list and i want to start working on them, one by one, and finally to be done with all of them eventually. i still have probably exactly two other things i wanna do before that, but they shouldn’t take too much time. and after them, this “challenge” starts. i will probably slightly regret it, but if i regret it too much - i’ll stop or take a break (remember, hobbies should be fun first), but if i regret it just a little bit in a fun regretful way - then it’s fine.

so here’s a kinda non-spoilery list made for self-regulation purposes:

1. i'm too unlovable wenzhou set

2. dying together caoxiang set

3. this is how yunmeng bros reconciliation can still happen set

4. fucking russian breakup song for yunmeng bros set

5. terrifying yiling laozu set

6. ghost siblings destined for a bad ending wwx+wq set

7. second part of the same song ghost siblings destined for a bad ending wkx+gx set

8. lwj falling in love set

9. sunshot generation's anthem set

10. jgy's crime and punishment set

if anyone wants to help out by prompting which ones i should make first, feel free, but no pressure (no pressure from me to you, no pressure from you to me, this is a mutual no pressure zone)

#now how should i tag this so i won't lose this #i don't know #i guess i'll just put it in my pinned post #which will make it awkward if i abandon this idea like literally tomorrow #my gif ideas

[todaydreambelieversfic]

Author Spotlight: Flowerfan2 Day 2

Author: @flowerfan2​

Share one of your strengths.

I really like writing communication.  I can't stand when miscommunication is overused.  But my favorite thing to write is having a couple in a loving, established relationship face an outside challenge together, and showing how that unconditional love can grow stronger in the face of difficulties.

Share one of your weaknesses.

I wish I had the kind of style that made it seem like my writing was effortless. 

Which fic has been the hardest to write?

Focusing on my Glee fics, I would have to say the Advent Challenge years when I wrote one long continuous story with a new chapter posting every day.  I always wanted each chapter to be at least 1000 words, and having to do one every day (without knowing what the word might be) became a little bit too stressful.  But I like to think the stories came out ok!

Which fic has been the easiest to write?

Dancing in the Dark, about early!Klaine sexytimes, is one of those that just flowed out of me in one long breath.  Pillow Talk (Blaine and Kurt talk about when Blaine was with Dave) was like that too - and much shorter.  Recently my early pandemic silly sexytimes fic Private Time was a lot of fun too.

Is writing your passion or just a fun hobby?

It's really my passion.

Is there an episode or character or arc above all others that inspires you just a little bit more?

Klaine was my first and most powerful inspiration, and will always hold a special place in my heart.

What’s the best writing advice you’ve ever come across?

Write for yourself.  If you try to write what other people want to read, you're not going to have any fun.

What’s the worst writing advice you’ve ever come across?

Only write what you know (although I've certainly used a lot of locations and tidbits from my life, if I limited my stories to just my life, we'd all be quite tired of lawyer AU's).

If you could choose one of your fics to be filmed, which would you choose?

So many!  I think The Journeying and its sequel Ever After would be very entertaining - in those stories, Blaine and Kurt reunite in NYC for a production of Into the Woods.  Blaine has a supportive bestie, both Blaine and Kurt are young and gorgeous, although of course sad and pining, NYC is a great location, and thinking of them singing the songs in that show gets me teary every time. 

What’s your process? Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order? Do you use any tools, like worksheets or outlines? What are the perfect writing conditions for you?

I write from start to finish, often without a clear enough idea of exactly what needs to happen to get from A to Z.  I'm not proud of it, and I'm trying to fix it.  Lately for my longer fics I have been using an outline document, mostly to keep track of what has happened overall in each chapter and what beats are still upcoming.  I hit on my perfect writing conditions last fall when I got a new laptop so I can write anywhere - and it's a good thing, because with the pandemic I never have any alone time in my house anymore :)

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Check out Flowerfan2′s Fics

Here Comes The Sun -  AU after 5x02. When the New Directions’ bus crashes before Nationals, Finn is killed and Blaine is badly injured. Grieving and damaged, Kurt and Blaine call off their engagement. This story takes place two years after the tragedy, when Kurt and Blaine run into each other in New York City. Klaine; Blam friendship.

Dancing in the Dark -  What if Kurt and Blaine’s early sexual relationship wasn’t quite so fairy-tale perfect, but was more like, well, real life? A different look at early!Klaine’s sexytimes journey.

The Journeying - Freshly graduated from music school, Blaine is thrilled when he is chosen to stay in the cast when the production of Into the Woods he was lucky enough to be part of in Boston moves to Broadway. He knows it’s going to be hard returning to New York City – the scene of his epic breakup with his fiancé and the emotional meltdown which cost him his place at NYADA. But he’s determined that this time, everything will be different. Little does Blaine know that out of thousands of potential castmates, his director has chosen none other than Kurt Hummel to play the part of Jack. Blaine has worked hard to recover from their breakup three years ago, and struggles to find a new way to relate to Kurt and simultaneously protect himself, especially when tragedy strikes. This story looks at what would have happened if Kurt and Blaine had reacted differently to the break up in 6x01 than they did in canon; if events hadn’t brought them back together as soon, and if forgiveness hadn’t come so easily.

#author spotlight: flowerfan2

[socalwriterbee]

Confessions Part 4

Catch up on Confessions

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Book: The Nanny Affair

Characters: Marie Castro x Sam Dalton, Jordan Le, Jenny

Rating/Warning: Teen+, Some Adult Language

Word Count: 2,339 +

Song Mention:

You Oughta Know By Alanis Morissette

Si Una Vez By Selena

Summary: After a breakup, Marie seeks her best friend out.

A/N: Songs that were mentioned are in italic. Tried to my best to translate the part of Si Una Vez as best I could.

Tag: @thenannyaffair-fanfics

Characters belong to Pixelberry

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Marie patiently waited for her friend to respond to her message. If anyone can help make things better it was her best friend.

Jenny squeals as soon as she swings the door open, really finding her best friend standing before her with a new look.

“Marie, how is it possible for you to look like a thousand times better in person?” Jenny hugs her tightly, gently pulling at the ends of her hair, not knowing if she really just a chopped off a good amount of her hair.

“You can stop pulling my hair. I really did cut it.” She laughs at her friend. “Are you gonna let me in? The champagne is waiting.”

Jenny releases her, pushing her to arms length, really taking in her friends new look. Skin tight black pleather pants paired with black Louboutin pumps, a revenge red colored crop top and her newly cut hair.

Jenny drags her by the hand and leads them into the apartment, slamming the door behind them.

“Don’t kill me Marie, but you didn’t happen to bring any orange juice?” Jenny asks, making her way across the island.

Marie shakes her head at her best friend, she wasn’t surprised Jenny didn’t have anything in her apartment. She had been the one who would stock up the fridge and cabinets with food. If it had been up to Jenny, they would only have vodka in the freezer. One she would bet a good amount of money on that being the only thing in the freezer right now.

“Jenny, do you at least have something to nibble on while we drink?” Marie asks.

She places the two bottles of champagne down on the counter, watching Jenny open and close the cabinets, then moves to the fridge.

“Here put this one in the fridge while I open this one. We’ll just order something to be delivered.” She tells Jenny, handing her one of the bottles.

“I have apples.. well an apple.” Jenny points to her sad looking fruit basket.

“One that seems to be well past being edible. it’s beginning to shrivel up.”

The popping sound of the cork makes Jenny jump, pulling out two glasses and handing them to Marie. After pouring and ordering some food, Marie kicks off her heels and takes her usual spot on the sofa, when one of them is going through a breakup, tucking one leg under the other. Jenny takes the opposite side of the sofa.

“What do we toast too?” Jenny asks.

“The future.”

Marie raises her glass to meet her friends, clinking their glasses together. Jenny eyes her with some concern, wondering what her friend had been through in the last twelve hours or so.

“To the future.”

Jenny takes a good drink of the champagne, while Marie tosses her full glass back, the bubbles tickling the back of her throat, leaving it empty and reaching for the bottle to pour more.

“So Marie, what the hell happened? Wasn’t everything going well between you two?” Jenny asks while tapping her well manicured nails on the fluted glass, impatiently waiting for her to answer.

“Is this situation fit for just drinking champagne? Or do I pull out the Vodka from the freezer?”

“It’s a start. It’ll get the job done.” She gives Jenny a wide grin. “Like I told you, it’s over between me and Sam.”

“How? Why?” Jenny sits up a bit straighter, again waiting for an explanation.

“Sam caught me kissing Jordan.” Marie tosses another glass back. “No.. No..” She wiggles her finger at Jenny “Sam walked in on Jordan kissing me.”

“Why would Jordan do that?”

“He confessed he has feeling for me.”

“No!” Jenny mouths drops open at the revelation.

Marie just nods her head. Last night coming back to her, making her head spin. “That’s not all, he told me Sam was seeing Lana behind my back.”

“That uptight blonde from the house warming party, the mother of one of Mason’s friends?” Jenny asks.

“The one and the same.”

“I’m gonna need you to start from the beginning and everything in between that led you to..to this new look and you chugging champagne like its grape juice.” Her friend said.

Taking a deep breath, Marie began the events of last night from Jordan surprising her at work to him telling her how he feels about her. The moment Sam walked in on them, him storming out, not waiting to hear an explanation of what he saw. It felt like she had been talking for hours, the one break Marie took was to get the other bottle of champagne while Jenny got the food they ordered.

“You need to try this hash..it's amazing.” Jenny hands her the container, as she takes the one Marie had in her hands.

“He just walked away. Left me there standing like a fool. All because he wants space. Because I believe or believed he would cheat on me. But look at how we started, Jen. He was engaged.” Taking a spoonful of the corned beef hash, the different textures from soft to crispy pieces to the exploding flavors of the salty, spiced and sour make her moan in agreement with Jenny.

“Sweetie, don’t get mad at me but.. are you sure he wanted to end things?”

Marie notices a shift in her friend, shaking her head at Jenny. She played Sam’s words again and again last night.

“I’m positive. He wanted to slow things down, wanted space. As far as I know we’re done.”

Jenny stayed silent.

“You don’t understand, wanting to slow things down from a relationship in the dark, a relationship a handful of people knew about. That’s what he meant Jen.” Marie snaps at her.

“Ok.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to..” Marie trails off.

“Don’t worry about it. Besides I got something, that always works.”

The look that appeared on Jenny’s face was a mischievous one, one she knew all too familiar, it was the same one she would give her when Jenny was going through a rough time with a guy.

Getting up from the sofa she walks away, coming back in a few seconds with a full bottle of vodka. She grabs her phone, connecting it to the sound system.

Marie hid her face in the palms of the hands, knowing what was about to come. “Oh no!! no..no..no!” She shook her head.

“yes…yes.. yes” Jenny begins to dance before the music starts. “Come on Marie, this song has gotten us..ok mostly me through breakups.”

The beat of Alanis Morissette’s ‘You oughta Know’ fills the apartment..

An older version of me

Is she perverted like me

Would she go down on you in a theater

Marie began bobbing her head to the beat as the song went on, until she jumps up and stands on top of the couch with Jenny, the both of them singing at the top of their lungs.

And every time I scratch

My nails down someone else’s

Back I hope you feel it

Well can you feel it

Well I’m here to remind you

Of the mess you left when

You went away…You

You..oughta know

As the song comes to an end, adrenaline runs through Marie, ok mostly the alcohol they had been drinking. But at this point it’s what she needed to get every feeling out of her system. Jenny’s breakup playlist continues to play and after finishing the second bottle of champagne, they made it to the bottle of vodka

They didn’t care how loud they were singing or the noise they made from dancing and the things that hit the floor after bumping into them. It was something they did, two best friends trying to help the other navigate through this moment in life.

“There’s a song.. a song.. I want to add..add..yeah” The words coming out of Marie’s mouth a bit slurred.

She grabbed the phone from the coffee table, trying to focus on searching for the song. Swaying back and forth, she jumped with drunken glee once having found it. The Marachi/Cumbia infused ballad came through the speakers, her hips moving to the Cumbia beat.

“Yass.. Get it girl.” Jenny encouraged her as she sat down, taking a little breather.

Marie did her best Selena impression, twisting and doing flamenco moves. She began singing.

Yo, Te di todo mi amor y más

(I gave you all my love and more)

Y tú, No reconoces ni lo que es amar

(And you won’t recognize what it is to love)

Si una vez dije que te amaba, hoy me arrepiento

(If I told you once that I loved you. Today, I regret it)

Si una vez dije que te amaba, no sé lo que pensé, estaba loca

(If I told you once that I loved you. I don’t know what I was thinking, I must’ve been crazy)

Si una vez dije que te amaba

(If I told you that I loved you)

Y que por ti la vida daba

(And that I’d give my life for you)

Si una vez dije que te amaba, no lo vuelvo a hacer

(If I told you that I’d loved you. I won’t do it again)

Ese error es cosa de ayer

(It was an error that was made in the past)

Jenny cheered her on until the end, not knowing what her best friend just sang and danced her heart out too.

After a moment of trying to catch her breath, she watched as Marie fell to her knees and began crying, her body shaking as it released every emotion she had bottled up. The act of trying to be strong came crashing down around her. She went to her and hugged her, whispering that it’ll all be ok.

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Once she had sobered up somewhat, Marie called an Uber to take her back home, against Jenny’s best efforts to try and make her stay. They had come to an agreement of her moving back in. She wasn’t going to live in a place Sam was paying for besides she couldn’t afford the rent on her salary.

Making her way to her apartment, her vision a bit impaired, she fumbled through her bag for the keys, jingling as they fell to the floor.

“Shit.”

Bending down to get them, she stumbles a bit to the side, balancing herself against the wall before she could trip and fall over her own feet. The vodka and champagne still running through her system, she could make it, once she got up it was only a few more steps, she told herself.

Marie noticed a pair of shoes making their way towards her, her gaze began to travel until they stopped on grey eyes, his lips a thin line. He was reaching down to help her.

“I don’t need your help!” She put a hand out, stopping him before he could touch her. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Come on Marie, let me help you up.” Sam voiced calmly but filled with a bit of concern for her well being. “How did you get here? How much have you had to drink? And your hair, it looks..”

“What’s it to you? I’m a bit more sober then I was earlier. I’m perfectly..perfectly fine.”

Marie stood up too quickly and stumbled, she felt Sam wrap an arm around her waist, supporting her weight against his body. Grabbing her keys, he leads them into her apartment.

“Just stand there for a moment while I lock the door. I’ll take you to bed..I mean..uh help you into bed.”

“I’m fine Sam, I’m inside this beautiful penthouse you got for your mistress.” She twirls around, showing him the space around her. “So, you can see your way out. You can stand on the other side of the door to make sure it gets locks.” Marie hiccups, maybe she wasn’t as sober as she thought.

“I’m not going anywhere until I know you’re ok.”

Sam makes his way past her, grabbing her by the wrist and leading her towards the bedroom. Letting her go, he begins tossing pillows off the bed keeping just two. He pulls back the comforter to allow her to crawl in.

“Oh that’s real nice of you Mr. Dalton. Do you do that for all your employees?” Marie asked staring at him as he reaches for her.

“Get into bed, you need to sleep your over-indulgence off. I’ll be here when you wake.”

Marie starts to undress, pulling her top over her head.

“What are you doing?” The words coming out as a raspy whisper from Sam.

Marie stares at the man that left her. She was going to show him what he was going to miss. She began by taking off the heels that had been killing her since putting them back on. She unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, slowly lowering them and stepping out of them. Marie stood there in a see through black lace bralette and matching thong.

She could feel Sam’s burning gaze taking her in. She heard his breathing hitch and a smile came across her lips.

“I’m just getting ready for bed, Mr. Dalton. Just like you said.” She says coyly.

Walking pass him, running her finger tips across his chest. She climbs into bed, the softness of her sheets envelope her semi-naked body.

As she begins to doze off, the side of the bed shifts under her. “What are you doing here?” She asked him again.

She didn’t hear Sam respond, so she kept going.

“You shouldn’t be here. It’s over between us.” She yawns as her eyes begin too close. “Sam? Are you still here?”

Marie could feel her back pressing against the side of his leg. Sam caresses the newly cut strands of her hair.

“I’m still here. I’m not going anywhere..” He whispered.

“Can you do one last thing for me?”

“Whatever it is, I’ll do it Marie..I’m sorr..”

“Don’t fire Jordan.” She said before her eyelids became too heavy to keep open and slips into a deep slumber.

#the nanny affair choices #choices sam dalton #sam dalton x mc #tna sam #tna fanfic #choices tna #the nanny affair fanfiction #choices stories you play #fanfiction music #the nanny affair 2

[megthemewlingquim]

TO BE SO LONELY

Summary: He’s just an arrogant son of bitch, who can’t admit when he’s sorry.

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Warnings: angst angst angst, Loki is drunk

A/N: This is Chapter Seven of my “Fine Line” series! This one is inspired by To Be So Lonely. I hope you like this series! If you do, please reblog and leave feedback. I heavily encourage you to listen to the album (because it’s phenomenal), or listen to each song before you read each chapter. Speaking of chapters, they will be uploaded every Sunday at 12:00 PM EST.

Find the “Fine Line” masterlist here!

Read Chapter Six, FALLING, here!

There is a time where an itch arises.

It comes in the early afternoon, where the white walls of Loki’s living room are alight with the soft golden sun, and the old, vintage, beige phone is sitting on the coffee table.

He supposes the itch is there, also, because he is wildly and completely drunk. His mind is elsewhere, and he cannot control his thoughts nor his actions.

He has had a millennium of experience with drunkenness and sobriety, but mostly drunkenness. The tales are true - when under mead’s influence, he becomes foolish, wistful, reckless, but he stays ever cunning and proud. Oftentimes, his drinking caused him to be banished from Odin’s halls, for his words had become insults, and he had spoken truths that the Aesir and Vanir had not wanted to hear about themselves. When those times arose, God of Mischief had not lied, but he had offended, and so he was sent away. That is until the gods needed his cunning again. So the cycle went.

But this time, he knows that his cunning will not save him.

You arrogant son of a bitch.

He wants to call you. He wants to call you and apologize, to take it all back, invite you over, and settle things over a bottle of wine, or a cup of coffee. Running a sweaty, clammy hand over his face, he sighs. Everyone makes it look so easy, calling someone on the phone.

He dials the number, letting his fingers run over the smooth, circular dial. The phone itself feels warm in his hand. He hears the ringing, his heart pounding in his chest.

Then,

“Hello?”

Loki’s mind races, and yet all thoughts are incoherent. He decides to go all out, completely off the rails. Everything he wants to say, he’ll say - right here, right now.

“Look,” he slurs, “don’ blame me for doing this - calling you.”

“L-Loki?” you stammer, incredulous. “Wh-”

“Wasn’t ready for it all,” he says, and you can hear a smile. “Don’t blame me for falling…”

“What the hell, Loki? What are you talking about -”

“You can’t blame me, darling,” he whispers suddenly. “Not even a little bit. I wanted to hear your voice again.”

“Are you drunk?” you ask, your voice rising.

“Ah,” he says as if thinking. “Yes.”

You should’ve hung up right then and there. You should’ve put your own phone down, back on the receiver, and went along with your day.

“I’m not ready to hear you yet,” you say.

“Not ready?” he cries. “Not ready?” He chuckles angrily. “I’m sure you don’t say that to your new friend. The boy with an art gallery. I’m sure he’s inside you every night, isn’t he? Not ready…”

“Shut the fuck up,” you hiss. “Shut up.”

“So I’ve struck a nerve, have I? Good. Now you’re vulnerable. Now you’ll listen, won’t you? Because you most certainly are ready to hear from me, eh? You just don’t want to. Well, then, you shouldn’t have left me your number…”

“What… do... you want?” your voice asks quietly, completely enraged.

“Baby, I was stupid. An arrogant son of a bitch who can’t admit when he’s sorry.” Now, for a second, his drunkenness clears. “I care. I miss you. And you’ve said that. You care and you miss me, too, huh?”

A pause. “You’re -” Then, a laugh. “You’re sorry?” You laugh more, but he remembers that this is what you sound like when you mask a sob or two. “You’re sorry for what you said? What you wanted?” He hears you take a breath. “Loki Laufeyson. Fuck. You.

“All you ever wanted was a place to get off. You used me, ok? You wanted me around only to think about later, when I wasn’t there. Your hands were always on me -”

“You wanted it.”

“I did, yes!” you cry. “I did! But that’s all you wanted! You never wanted me to love you! You never wanted to date, to get married, have kids, I-”

“We were courting,” he seethes. “For six m-”

“Courting?” A sniff from your end. “That’s what you call it.”

“I can change,” he says, his hand gripping the phone now. “You know I can. I’ve done it before - with my brother, with the Avengers. I’ve turned my life around.”

“Says the drunk calling his ex three months after the breakup, huh?” He can now hear you clearly - you’re sobbing. “I miss you, of course I do. I’ll always love you. But all you ever want me for is my body. You don’t love me at all. And that’s why I can’t go back to you.

“It’s hard, y’know. It’s hard for me to go home. To be so... lonely. And yeah, I’ve got - I’ve got Brendan here. I’m going to marry him, I think. That’s what I like to think. Because he values me for me. He doesn’t want to just fuck me and say he adores me after. He says he loves me. You couldn’t even do that.

“I’m happy with him, Loki. I’m over you, I think. It’s time for you to move on, too.”

For once, the ever-talkative God of Lies is silent. Sobered. Shaking.

“Oh, and Loki?”

He perks up.

“Don’t call me ‘baby’  again.”

The call ends. You’ve hung up.

#fine line #loki odinson #loki #loki of asgard #loki fanfic #loki fluff #loki fandom #loki x y/n #loki odinson x reader #loki x reader smut #loki (marvel) #loki x reader #harry styles #fanfiction #angst #smut #fluff #romance

[all-might-can-smash-me]

Celebrity

Keigo Takami/Hawks x Celebrity!Reader

Summary: after a one night stand, the two of you continue the facade that you are dating in order to not tarnish your reputations....but those fake dates and sleepovers become much more between the two of you as the date of your breakup comes closer and closer

Masterlist

The stage was how lived, how you pushed forward in life, how you survived the world around you. You would do your repetitive dance moves all while singing your hit songs to the crowd around you, listening to the fans scream their love confessions to you, scream how much they adored you, how much you saved them. They threw their gifts on the stage for you, risked getting kicked out by security. You were so use to it at this point though, all those screams, sobs, and security pulling people out the concert was all part of your life as a popstar. It was all like water rolling off a duck’s back to you as you finished your last song, already making your way back stage, being instantly greated by fans who had back stage passes, your hands already automatically reaching to give them hugs and sign their merchandise and take pictures with them. All standard procedure. Though your eyes met his. You could still see him sitting back leisurely in the vip section situated at the side stage, designated for mostly other celebrities such a as other singers, actors, and heroes. His wings spread out onto the chairs beside him as he had his arms cross over his chest, legs spread out, crossed at the ankle. He had a flirtatious smirk on his lips as he watched your every move. You only returned that smirk to the pro hero, tossing your hair over your shoulder before leaving his sight.

You ran into him again. You were at an event after party at a club. You were seated at a chair, sipping away at your drink as you let your head nod to the music, though there he was again, at the bar with that some seductive smirk plastered on his lips as he looked to you, which you only gave a little nod to the empty chair beside you, which he then sainted you to your table, sitting down in the empty chair, the colorful LED lights illuminating his face slightly, causing shadows to appear on his face.

“I’m Hawks.” He said over the music “I know who you are though, so you don’t have to worry about that!” The hero said with a little wink, you only letting a little giggle out as you tucked a piece of your hair bashfully behind your ear as you looked through your eyelashes and at him.

That night he brought you back to his apartment, currently pressing kisses to your neck as he fumbled for his keys to unlock the front door, your sighs and hums intoxicating within his ears as he finally got the key into the door knob, giving a quick twist before yanking it out, the both of you stumbling through the door way and into his home, clothes already coming off as the door was closed and locked again. The two of you fumbled and were sloppy with your movements thanks to the influence of alcohol, but Hawks didn’t my need any alcohol to know that he was simply attracted to you.

“Say Keigo...” he mumbled out against your lips, which you only obediently nodded as you let him left you up, disappearing into the confines of his room for the rest of the night. That morning he awoke with a groan, stretching out his body, awakening you who had your head rested upon his bare chest, which then you were also yawning and stretching as well. “Good morning sweet thang.” He said in that raspy morning voice, you only groaning as you sat up, looking down at him.

“Oh shit...” you mumbled out as you pressed a hand to your forehead, eyes closed against the brightness of morning. “Now I got to do damage control....” you mumbled out with a sigh as you rolled over to begin searching for your phone, thumbs already tapping upon the touch screen rapidly as you typed and scrolled through things.

“Come on...a good headline or two will do both of us some good...” he said sarcastically as he sat up, wings stretching out with their new attained freedom. Those honey eyes of his soon looking down to you, who was now showing the article you had pulled up on your phone.

“Yeah...I hope you want to fake date for awhile until it’s natural enough to announce our breakup...” you muttered out before tossing the phone aside. “I can’t have my image tarnished by ‘one night stands’ and ‘hoeing’ around...” your grumbled as you were already grouchily rummaging through the clothes on the floor, settling for your pair of underwear and a shirt, which you knew was his, but you couldn’t care less as you tugged it on.

“Don’t worry....I hear you loud and clear...” he said with a roll of his eyes, now tugging up his boxers, which honestly was the only thing he really cared about putting on as he disappeared into the bathroom, you following behind to make way in front of the mirror, already trying to remove the makeup that was smudged upon your face. “How long you think this is gonna have to last for?” He questioned as he begun to wash his face at the sink, you only shrugging your shoulders.

“A month or two...” you said bluntly, casting a glance back to him. And that was the plane, often the two of you would go ok public dates, paparazzi eating up the life you and Hawks display for them. Of course you would visit each other at your private residences. The press always loved to get pictures of Hawks stepping up to your apartment complex or him driving you to his. What would those nights entail? Well the first few times the two of you had your faces shoved into your phones in silence....but slowly the two of you began to open up to each other. You began to have movie marathons at night, snuggled up like cacoons in his living, falling asleep. Then the two of you would do simple things like play board games together, video games, make tiktoks, and whatnot. Then suddenly those ‘fake’ dates felt like they had begun to transition into something more. It was like a feeling within your bones and Hawks felt it too. Those dates had started to become serious, those nights spent together had begun to make you nervous. Nervous over the fact that was he going to hold your hand? Move a little closer to you on the couch? Kiss you?

The two months were nearing its end...and your manager reminded you of your plan that you had set in stone, and it honestly made your heart drop as she sent you the statement you were to post on your social media. You and Hawks had reviewed it together, the post now ready to be made public....but you couldn’t find within yourself to bring your finger to click that button. When you did finally managed to get your hand to move, Hawks clutched onto it gently, pulling it away.

“No....let’s not do this...” he bluntly whispered out, you throwing your arms around him, pressing soft kisses to his face as he took it upon himself to cancel the post, clutching you in his arms. Much to your managers surprise (not really, she saw it coming), you posted a picture of you and Hawks together, bright smiles upon your face.

It was like a fairytale, soon after that moment, he held your hand during those movie nights, he gave you that loving look while you boasted that you won the round of the board game the two of you were playing or that you beat his high score on the video game he loved. He now felt confident enough to ask you to accompany him within his bed, those nights holding you becoming the best nights of sleep he would ever have in his life. You would soon move into his apartment, becoming the It couple of the hero world in Japan.

It was the happily ever after you never knew would manifest between you and the hero that you have fallen in love with.

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