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kekaki-cupcakes · 3 months

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Request for Nico di Angelo!

Hello! If it's okay, may I request Nico with a (GN or male) reader whos got like, super serious mommy issues? Like, they'll be in a bad mood during the last day of summer solely because of the fact that they have to see their mom once they get home. And it's not even bc they're a misbehaving kid, it's just because their mom absolutely sucks. Maybe where their mom has a bunch of pointless rules, too. Like, nothing to do with cats, praying every morning, going to church every Sunday and church school every Monday, etc. And readers just done with life during the year. They'll purposely go on quests the last week if they get the chance just so they don't have to go home, too. Lmao, just realized this is sorta venting in a way, so sorry. It's alr if you cant do my req. Take care and have a nice day/night!

this is a short one but I really like it, so... and by the way, if anyone ever wants to just vent in my inbox please feel free too, there's no judgement on this blog and you're so strong <3 <3 <3

You don't have to be sorry for doing it on your own---Nico x reader with a shitty mum [fluff, dw] »»————-　★　————-««

-Nico would be that person who’d offer to kill anyone you hated

-But he would be completely serious

-Like, no fucking around. He knows how much you despise your mum. But it’s so very hard to hate parents because they're still your parents. Godly parents are a whole different story, but the mortal ones are hard to loathe without feeling shit about it inside, so it becomes this sort of silent resentment.

-Nico knows that. Sort of… well, from knowing you, really. And he may have planned out your mortal mother's death in a very excruciating way, with a few backup plans just in case.

-You shut that down when he mentioned it subtly, so he went back to rubbing your back and bringing your favorite snacks from the stash Cecil had secretly [everyone knew] imported from the mortal shops, then hissing at people like a rabid cat when they asked where you were.

-He’s very good at scaring campers off.

-You’d be eating shitty junk food and sweet red strawberries in your cabin and listening to Harry Styles’ song Matilda [Hazel had bought you his record for your birthday last year] pretending your head wasn’t spinning with thoughts about how much you wanted to run away from home, and then the shadow’s by your bed would thicken and your boyfriend would just launch himself onto you.

-You’d gotten pretty used to it, obviously, and now you were pretty much immune to jumpscares.

-It was a handy skill to have considering how many horror movies you and Nico would watch together. He liked to critique how realistic the deaths actually were, and you liked to watch his nerdy face and tease him for jumping when Ghostface crept out from behind a doorway.

-But sometimes, mainly the days before you had to return to your mother and the house filled with crosses and rules and arguments and not enough pet cats for your liking, not even movie marathons and picnics in the strawberry fields could help your mood.

-So, Nico would resort to his back up backup plan [not the murder one, the happy boyfriend one], which was cuddle piles.

-It had taken him quite a while to get used to touch, but between Jason’s ‘how to ask out that random dude you're obsessed with’ classes [you were the random dude] and the fact you liked to hold his hands, he would say that he was quite the expert on hugs now. So he’d wear the biggest jumper he could find, probably one of Hazel’s flowery ones, and drag you into bed.

-Thankfully his bed was no longer a coffin [they had been turned into bookshelves] and was big enough for you both to squish in. So he’d stroke your hair and nod understandingly when you scoffed about how stupid it was to send a literal child of a Greek God to a church.

-It wasn’t even a nice church, apparently. It smelt like socks.

-He had a very good speech for these complaints, which you both knew the words to by now.

One day, very soon, you’re gonna get a job, or a smart person class at college, and you’ll never have to go to Sunday school again. We’re gonna get our own house too. With lots of tea and toast. And rescue cats. And we can name them after your favorite famous people and book characters and we’ll have a huge squishy couch too we can watch horror movies on.

There’ll be lots of posters on the walls and no one will tease you about being a little kid and you can wear whatever clothes you want. Maybe not orange ones though. I think we’re all sick of oranges.

And all of our friends can visit whenever they want to, and we’ll have all of their snacks as well. And toothbrushes.

And we can have Christmas there, without all of the bad stuff. We can decorate the tree really badly. You don’t have to invite your mum. At all. And if she shows up, her coffin will be shaped like a fish. They’re a real thing, you know, fish-shaped coffins.

You’ll never have to see her again. We’ll have our own place. I promise.

You can throw a party full of everyone you know, and not invite your family, 'cause they never showed you love. You don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up.

I promise.

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#nico di angelo #nico pjo #nico #nico di angelo x reader #nico x reader #nicodiangelo #pjo hoo #percyjackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #percy jackson #heroes of olympus

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yeahspider · 6 months

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I have a request if they're open! Can you please write something with Han or Felix based of the song Matilda by Harry Styles? I relate to that song more than I want to 😭

THIS IS SUCH A CUTE REQUEST !!!! tysm for stopping by my inbox i love this song it means alot to me so this is gonna be based off of my personal experience a little bit and i hope that's okay. also its a lil short im sorry . this is only semi proofread but just know that it was written passionately. abrupt ending as always and to all readers this is sfw but allusions to triggering topics such as parental abuse and neglect . enjoy and feel free to stop by again ! <3

(also i have something to confess …. this was originally written with lee know in mind bc i’m dumb and read your request wrong ….so i altered it i hope you still like it i’m sorry 😭😭)

Grape juice 🫀

"Do you think I'm a terrible person for leaving?" you asked felix as you both sat in silence on the hood of his car. The night was warm despite the cold thoughts making their way into your head. It's been six months since left your home and three since you met him. In that time you've never felt more free. Your home life was never that good. Your stepfather was mean and your mother was blinded in love She did her best and you know that, but you were suffocating. Never enough money to go around and even less love. Your childhood was cold and ended all too soon. your family was struggling and you wanted out. As soon as you came of age you left. Starting a life of your own a world away. A life that was significantly better than the previous one you led. Every so often though, those thoughts would creep back up.

you abandoned them

you're being selfish

ungrateful

a coward

but felix was always there to chase them away. he didn't know every sad detail of your life but he knew enough to know that your home life was slowly killing you. Taking your hand he rubbed his finger over your palm, tracing the lines and curves.

"Your mother called again?" you nodded as you mulled over what details of the conversation you had with your mother earlier that evening. Calling it a conversation is a kindness you apply for her sake. In reality, it was thirty minutes of your mother berating you for leaving. From the sound of her slurred words, you could tell she was drunk, not a new thing for her. On most days you can ignore her hurtful words but today for some reason unknown to you, they stuck around in your heart.

"Just more of the usual stuff. She wants me to come home. Says Im a terrible person for leaving, that I abandoned my family. you know the usual stuff." you tell him as you pick at a peeling piece of paint on the hood. you could feel the tears welling up in your eyes and it made you feel so pathetic. How could someone miles away hurt your feelings? Crying felt stupid and pointless, you weren't taught to cry.

"You can cry you know? I'm not going to judge you." felix said as he wiped an escaped tear on your cheek. Something about those words made you so confused. Why wasn't he telling you to stop? To suck it up and be an adult? That you weren't a child anymore so it's not okay to cry when someone hurts your pathetic little feelings. An anger surged through you as you jumped out of the car and turned to him.

"Why are you so nice to me? I mean we barely know each other yet here you are comforting me on my mommy issues. What do you want from me?" you shouted at him as he just blinked at you, taking in your frenzied state. You weren't mad at felix and he knew that. This is just how you were taught to respond to kindness. Vulnerability was punished growing up, that lesson was still deeply embedded in your consciousness. He waited until your words washed over you and with the water came a calmness. He's seen plenty of your outbursts at this point in your friendship, although infrequent he handed them with grace every time. It surprised you never gave up on yourself like everyone else. Your brain wanted to be suspicious, your heart felt otherwise. felix waited until you released a breath and sat back down on the hood, muttering an apology as you went.

"You owe them nothing. All your life they've done nothing but tear you down as soon as you try and build a life for yourself. Your family robbed you of a childhood don't let them do the same to your adulthood. You deserve to live for yourself. That doesn't make you selfish or a coward. I won't let them ruin all the progress you've made. You're a good person. No one should make you feel any less." He finished his speech with a pat on your thigh, signaling you to get up and into the car.

"where are we going?" you asked as felix reached over and buckled your seatbelt for you. a habit he never seemed to forget.

"Somewhere, anywhere, everywhere. As far as we need to go for you toshake off those feelings. I'm gonna remind you how fun life can be. "

#stray kids x reader #stray kids fanfic #stray kids imagines #yeahspideranswers #stray kids reactions #stray kids smut #stray kids scenarios #stray kids headcanons #stray kids fluff #yeahspider #lee felix fic #lee felix x you #lee felix angst #lee felix fanfic #lee felix smut #lee felix fluff #lee felix imagines #lee felix x reader #felix x reader

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starsnores · 10 months

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Trust Me - A Meuloz Playlist

i don't think i shared this bc i wasn't entirely happy with it but i was listening to it again and it's good enough i think. It's short and jumps around genres a lot but i like the songs :o)

Track list below!

Bratz Doll - WHOKILLEDXIX

I think I'm a goofball, she still showing love I just seen her slip something funny in my Henny cup

silly putty - phem

Get you on your knees, we could start our own prayer group Shit, I kinda wanna marry you

Mary On A Cross - Ghost

And after all the sorrow we'll be riding high And the truth of the matter is I'll never let you go, let you go

Moonlight - Kali Uchis

Find out how it feels to let go of everything Be free When you're here with me

The Love Me or Die - C.W. Stoneking

Matilda's waiting in Hell for me too All 'cause she died from a bad hoodoo

AM I DREAMING? - Alexis Munroe

Bury my body, promise I won't make a sound Am I dreaming? The way that you touch me, swear it was real

I Kill Everything - DeathbyRomy

Just when I thought that we had formed a connection I got a message from the one up above

Prick! Goes the Scorpion's Tale - Emilie Autumn

Awake from your dream, frog maiden Skin green as the emerald sea Let me tell you a tale of a love that did fail Prick, prick, prick! Goes the scorpion's tail

#fanmix #homestuck #kurloz makara #meulin leijon #meuloz

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madeintheniamh · 1 year

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just how fast the night changes

stmf one shot #3.

a/n: thank you so much to the anon that requested this! hope you enjoy (it probably doesn't make that much sense bc i wrote it at 3am lol)

warnings: general fluff, periods, blood, dadrry dadrry dadrry

song: night changes- one direction

When it had come earlier that day, it had been unmistakable. You had dropped her at home after her gymnastics training, before setting off for afternoon tea with Anne and Gemma. Everything had been normal until she got out of the shower, and saw the red patch of blood on the towel. She had dreaded this moment- it was something all her friends at school had told her about, and something you and her had had details talks about. But you had always promised her that you would be there and would tell her exactly what to do, and you weren’t.

“Tilly!” She heard her little sister banging on the bathroom door. “Aren’t you going to come in the pool with me? You promised,”

After rummaging through your bathroom drawers to find herself a pad, she had been sat staring at herself in the mirror for half an hour, wondering what to do with herself. It was the worst day possible- the summer holidays had just started, and it was the hottest day of the year.

She could hear Lottie beginning to become impatient. “Daddy said he would blow up your lilo,”

The banging didn’t stop. “Okay, relax! Just go outside, I’ll be out in a minute,”

She sighed. What was she supposed to tell her? She couldn’t even bring herself to tell Harry, and she was already beginning to feel sick, the cramping feeling at the bottom of her stomach growing by the minute. She eventually came out of the bathroom, tugged on a pair of loose denim shorts and a bikini top, grabbed her book and headed downstairs. She was greeted by her dad, who was sat on a barstool in the kitchen in a pair of swimming trunks. He was out of breath from blowing up too many inflatables which were sat on the floor next to him. He paused for a moment after noticing her.

“You coming outside, Til? Your sister’s been waiting for you,” Harry panted, still struggling to catch his breath.

She nodded whilst filling up a glass with ice from the fridge.

He held up one of the floaties. “You better use these, she’s been doing my head in asking me to blow up all of them, and it’s made me realise I need to get back into the gym,”

She laughed. “I think you’re just getting old, Dad.”

“Hey! Get yourself over here, Matilda Gemma,” He kissed her on the forehead. “Don’t make fun of your old Dad, you’ll be old one day too,”

“Tilly, hurry up! I’ve been waiting ages!” Lottie shouted from the pool in front of her. Harry turned around, his eyebrows furrowing slightly, his mouth now opened slightly in a gasp.

“Trouble, I told you, you need to put suncream on before you get in the pool, now come here,”

He marched towards her with a bottle of suncream. “Nooooo, Daddy don’t!”

“Noooooo,” he mocked. “I’m not having your Mummy moan at me when your little cheeks get all red and burnt, come here,”

Tilly sat watching on one of the loungers as her little sister was now squirming, trying to avoid her Dad, whose hands were now lathered in cream. She peered over her sunglasses, as the sunlight reflected from his eyes, which were the exact same brassy shade of green as hers. She hated herself for not wanting to tell him, because she told him everything. But she didn’t know how he would react, and she was secretly terrified.

Harry picked Lottie up, and placed her on his shoulders. “Hmm, I actually quite fancy-”

“Wait Daddy, I’m not ready!” she giggled. “Wait!”

He jumped into the pool, throwing her into the water on top of him, the force of their combined weight splashing water all over the sides of the deck, and straight onto Tilly, who was wrapped up in a towel whilst sipping at her smoothie.

“Dad!” she shouted, her lips curling up slightly in the corners. “I’m trying to sunbathe!”

“Teenagers, eh?” he smiled. “Aren’t you gunna get in, grumps?”

“In a minute, Dad,” she moaned. “I don’t want to get my hair wet,”

“My hair, my mascara, boohoo,” he mocked.

“Shut up,” she said, now getting irritated. “I’m going inside,”

“Suit yourself, but we’re having a great time, Til,” He shouted across the garden whilst ducking to avoid being shot at by Lottie with a water gun.

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“Tilly, where are you! You said you were coming out,” Lottie shouted, now trying to unlock her bathroom door.

The pad was already soaked with crimson blood, and it had only been two hours. She was starting to get worried, considering that was the only one left in your drawer. She heard Harry’s heavy footsteps coming up the stairs.

“Daddy, she’s hiding from me,” Lottie began to cry. “I told you, she never wants to play with me anymore. And she promised,”

He ruffled his hand through her hair, which was still wet from the pool. “I’m listening, baby,” he soothed. “Look, why don’t you go and stick on the kettle for Daddy, and I’m going to have a talk with your sister, okay?”

“Okay,” she sniffed. “But she promised,”

“I know, baby. But you know big sisters can be funny sometimes, especially when they become grumpy teenagers, eh? You’ll be like that one day,”

She shook her head. “I won’t be moody like Tilly,”

He cackled, the light from the window reflecting from his teeth. “Hmm, we’ll see about that. Now let me have a talk with your big sister, okay?”

He waited until he heard the kettle whirring from downstairs before knocking on the bathroom door. “Til, I know you’re in there,”

“Go away,” Tilly moaned, her voice beginning to crack.

“You can’t hide from me, Til,” His body was slumped against the door, his ear pressed up against the wood, trying to make out whether he could hear muffled sobs from the other side. “I’ll make you a tea if you come out,”

“I can make one myself,” she sighed.

“I’ll even do you a plate of custard creams, I’ve hidden them from your mum,”

The door unlocked, before he was greeted with the sight of everything. The blood stained towel was still on the floor, and his thirteen year old daughter was sat in the bath fully clothed, black mascara streaming down from her eyes.

“Baby,” he whispered. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I don’t know Daddy, it just happened when I got out of the shower, and I didn’t know what to do, and it really hurts a lot, and I-”

He reached down to scoop her out of the bathtub, before sitting on the side and cradling her in his arms. He licked the end of his finger and began attempting to wipe the mascara from her cheeks.

“Hey, shh, breathe a bit, lovey,” he soothed. “Everything’s going to be fine,”

“I don’t know what to do, Dad,” she cried, bundling up the soft fabric of his t shirt in her fist. “Mummy said she would be here, and I didn’t want to annoy her,”

He rocked her backwards and forwards, gazing back down at eyes that matched his. “Well, lucky for you, Daddy knows how to deal with these sorts of things,”

“You do?” she gasped. “But I thought, but you’re, you’re a man,”

“Well lucky for you, I had a big sister,” he said. “I know all about these sorts of things, even if I don’t know exactly what it feels like. But you can tell me anything, you know that? Even girly things,”

He carried her out of the bathroom and placed her into her bed, tucking her under the covers.

“Daddy’s going to go and get you that tea he promised, and then I’m gunna go to the shops quickly and get you some things, but you can text me if you need anything else whilst I’m out, okay baby?” He peppered a kiss to her forehead, before heading out of the door.

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He returned half an hour later, his tote bag crammed full of boxes of paracetamol and sanitary products, and a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

He entered her room again to find her half asleep in bed, an episode of a series still playing on her laptop in front of her.

“Hey lovey, Daddy’s brought you some presents,” he whispered, before emptying the contents of the bag onto her bed.

“How did you-”

“I got you the same ones that Mummy uses,” he replied. “And I got you these too, because you’re officially a young woman now, and every young woman deserves flowers,”

He handed the bouquet to her, pink and yellow carnations arranged together.

“They’re so pretty, thank you,” Her voice was still tainted with sleep.

He ran a hand through her brown hair. “You know you can always tell me anything, don’t you? Even if you think it’s really embarrassing, I promise you, it’s probably not,”

“It’s just hard, Dad,” she moaned. “I can feel my body changing everyday, and it’s horrible,”

“I know, bub,” he soothed. “But I’m always going to be here, you know that, don’t you?”

“I know,” she replied, her eyes now beginning to close involuntarily. He watched her fall asleep, before tucking the sheets over her shoulders. He wondered how his little girl had gotten so old and grown up, but at the same time, she was proud. It was scary, watching her become a woman, with her own thoughts and her own mind, but at the same time, it was one of the best parts about being a Dad, and never a day went by where he wasn’t proud of his girls.

#dadrry #harry styles imagine #harry styles one shot #harry styles fluff #harry styles dad #stmf

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kaleidoscopiccc · 11 months

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oddly specific rtc headcannons >:) (part one bc i have too many of these)

Ocean: asexual sex-repulsed lesbian (she/her), swiftie and marina fan, always has to be 10 minutes early to everything, ADHD, constantly corrects everyones posture, allergic to literally everything (cats, seafood, ect), has asthma (which noel bullies her for), sunburns really easily (like 10 minutes outside without sunscreen is enough to basically give her skin cancer), texts with perfect punctuation and grammar, played the oboe for two years before quitting, has crippling anxiety, absolutely hates nicknames (but noel and mischa use them on her out of spite), taught herself social cues through watching reality tv, doesnt sleep like ever (no one knows how shes still alive), takes ap music theory, has almost failed PE multiple times, favorite movie is the little mermaid ('part of your world' is her go to audition song), cant swim, lefthanded, plays with her hair/chews on her nails when shes stressed, painted her room teal in 5th grade and hasnt changed it since, matching friendship bracelets with constance, matilda and asuka kin, dresses really modestly even outside of school, buys all her clothes secondhand, short, her face and arms are covered in freckles, forgets to do the basic things necessary for life most of the time, ceo of passive aggressive emojis, has to change her toothbrush like every week because she destroys the bristles from pushing down too hard/biting them (anxiety moment)

Noel: gay (he/she), usually alone at home bc his mom works night shifts at the hospital, wears skinny jeans so tight he can barely move, paints mischas nails when they hang out, great at calming down people having panic attacks, literal trash self esteem, love language is words of affirmation, half Filipino (mother) half german (father), hates kids, touch starved, abandonment issues, has the immune system of a sickly victorian child, hates christmas because he always gets made fun of his name during it, sensory issues, religious trauma for days, chicago the musical fan, digs his nails into his hands when hes stressed, tries on his moms skirts when hes home alone

Mischa: bi and trans ftm (he/him), very physically affectionate, taught jane how to swear, constantly making ur mom/deez nuts/thats what she said jokes, very good with languages, ungodly sleep schedule but somehow never tired, oldest, really good with kids, is the reason ocean got a swear jar for the choir room, listens to imagine dragons unironically, plays the guitar, uses wikihow for literally everything, ezras favorite (they bond over eminem), carries a pocketknife with him at all times, goes to tacobell sometimes specifically during noels shifts just to annoy him, tallest one in the choir, got his ears pierced with constance, super serious about car safety (refuses to start the car until he knows everyone buckled their seatbelts, will under no condition drive drunk, ect)

#rtc #ride the cyclone #rtc headcanons #ocean rtc #noel gruber #noel rtc #mischa rtc #ocean o'connell rosenberg #ocean rosenberg #mischa bachinski #kal rambles!!

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airborneice · 2 years

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mattie sketches that I couldn’t be bothered to clean

edit: bc people were getting confused - mattie (the baby) is a girl. mattie is short for matilda! you can see more about her here

#would u look at that i drew kaisa's hair on model for once #hilda the series #hilda netflix #hilda kaisa #hilda oc #it is Very important to me that when i show mattie's early life she's wrapped in kaisa's cape at almost all times #it helps calm her as a bby and then when she gets older she just starts stealing it hdsgjgh #mattie #art tag #oc #sketchbook #technically #hilda ocs tag

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ialwaysknewyouwerepunk · 1 year

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lucky again - a close reading

this one digs deep my friends!!! join in for some good old heartache of which you can’t tell if it feels good or not ! sponsored by: home - one direction

faith in the future, track 4

LYRIC ANALYSIS

You give and give until it’s gone away Just tell yourself you’ve got another day

// "when you give so much and it's not enough", don't let it break your heart // "there are problems in this empty bottle but we drained all that", angels fly

WE HAVE TIME - recurring in this song, but also. alotofotherplaces // "time takes time to heal it," dlibyh // "time for us is never over", the greatest // "so one more night i'm gonna choose", face the music // "let's buy some time", face the music // "just have patience, it's not how you spend the time it's if you waste it", all this time // "the love it takes is worth it all this time", all this time // "maybe if you'd taken more time", headline // "sit down in the space and time", she is beauty // "i'm on my way with some time to borrow", angels fly // "and time can always heal ya, If you let it make its way into your bones", holding on to heartache

You’ve lived that life you just don’t see it yet I see how hard you’ve worked to be yourself

imposter syndrome - result of all of those voices constantly trying to mess with your brain and your idea of you - theme of being hard on yourself // hs1, walls

you have to work hard just to be yourself in a world that limits people like them

"you've lived that life" then in the context of the next line: you are living an authentic life, true to who you are. you don't need to prove it to anyone and you don't need to be out to have lived that life

If you believe that guy is superman There selling tickets at the cinema Whatever gets you through the darkest night Just find the light out In the madness Hold tight

general interpretation: "if you think that dude there is superman, if you look up to him, see him as an example, that's fine, really, bc it helps you get through hard times. i won't judge your way to cope."

and then we dig into the layers: (good post by @bluewinnerangel as well with more diggings)

just some guy. he's playing the role of superman, trying to sell tickets to his movie so he earns money with the job he's done

he's def not superman bc his main objective is to get rich doing those superhero movies

cinema as the grand symbol of playing pretend: that guy pretends he's all that but he's really just a regular ol dude. commonpeoplejustactlikeyoureoneofus

cinema/playing pretend seen as the best way to get through the madness/darkness of life

then a lil deeperdeeper into the larryverse layers: "that guy" is making you believe he's this amazing dude, helping you, he's selling tickets at the cinema, he's getting you out there and getting you on the big screen. but yeah idk i buy his sales pitch

DARK <> LIGHT: recurring images - dark as a symbol for depression, pain, tough times in life. losing your way, being lost to yourself -> metaphor of being lost in the dark "through the darkest night" // through the dark // "i was stumbling looking in the dark with an empty heart" "when you're lost, i'll find a way, i'll be your light", home (this is just. louis in short. louis in summary. yeah. this whole album and shit and. underlying message is. this. home. ye !) // all the lights couldn't put out the dark running through my heart", lights up // "you showed me a power that is strong enough to bring sun to the darkest days", matilda // "back dancing in the dark", the greatest // "because we faded into darkness" "that keeps me drifting back to darkness", holding on to heartache

"the light out" in this verse meaning hope - in whatever way possible, hold on (don’t think about frozen 2′s ‘the next right thing’ don’t do it)

"hold tight" // just hold on

Cos i’m a hard Man to lose But I figured it out Then made my way back To a life I would choose We were lucky once I could be lucky again

i'm a hard man hehe

i figured out how to lose myself, but i found my way back - the advice i'm giving you now is what i've had to follow myself in my life // "i've woken up from my sleep", bigger than me

"i'm a hard man to lose" - listener expects this is directed to "you", that it's hard for "you" to lose him. but the expectation is subverted by "i figured it out" -> double (possible) meaning of i figured out how to make you lose me. i figured out how to push myself away so far you had to let go // too young, walls, habit

LIFE central theme on fitf - what is a full life? seems to be a lot on louis's mind "back to a life i would choose" - i lost my way but found my way back, because this life isn't one i stumbled in my chance, it's one i actively want and choose // walls (album) -> connects to "you've lived that life" as something he's had to tell himself too in connection to his career: this is the career i choose, not just keep doing because i don't have a choice/alternative. i know who i am and i know what i want to do in life, i'm not just living blindly stumbling through the dark

-> career angle adds up to the "we" vs "i" pronouns there: "we were lucky once", as in together with one direction we got really lucky with our careers -> i could be lucky again

// "i roll and I roll 'til i change my luck", fireproof

Before the world it got so serious Before the time it got away from us I’d meet you at the favourite subway stop We’d grab some food and meet the lads for one

serious world, serious life, responsibilities getting in the way of himself/themselves, their relationship - lost sight of the simple things in life -> bringing that back into focus is a big thing on fitf as well as harry's house

+ focus on friendship making a life flourish, feel real

If you believe that guy is superman...

Cos i’m a hard Man to lose But I figured it out Then made my way back To a life I would choose We were lucky once could be lucky again

we -> i: underlines again his focus on himself, on how he found his way back to his core, his desires and dreams -> adds to career angle: group -> solo

possible interpretation of 2nd chorus can also be: we were lucky once, we could be lucky again - no strict exclusion of "we" - aren't we all always part of larger entities anyway? + stricter about 1d: the band could be great again someday

I’m a hard man to find But you figured it out And I love you for that Look back On a time I was lucky once, I could be lucky again

more directed to “you” than to himself, although that meaning still adds up imo

he was lost in the dark and “you” found him / they were both lost in the dark and “you” found him -> he was the light in the darkness

“that guy” playing superman is long forgotten - “you” also found their way to what’s really important in life, and knows that the best way to get through the dark is together, following love

SYNTHESIS

In a first layer of this song, it’s about Louis and his relationship with his career. Especially thanks to the ‘superman’ line, a dude just making money, finding ways to success through fame and money. He’s talking to “you”, but he might as well be talking in the mirror. On Faith in the Future it is a common theme that the advice Louis is giving is as much to someone else as to himself. He’s gone through a lot of ups and downs in terms of his career, obviously closely related to his personal life and identity, so it’s all intertwined, and this song reflects that. He’s lost his way, then found it again. He’s been at the bottom, felt like he gave it his all with nothing to show for it. Most of all: he’s kept trying, trying, trying. Giving it another day. He finds his current reality complicated and hard, and sometimes he looks back to earlier, simpler times with a bit of nostalgia, or even melancholy. But he figured out where his priorities lay, where his heart is, and knows a little better how to listen to it now. Fame and money are not the main objectives, and achieving those alone doesn’t mean success (anymore). He doesn’t look up to that guy/superman. And a good work-life balance, as literal that sounds, is translated into Louis’s work. All of these emotions, that he’s been applying to his own life, is something he then directs to “you” in this song, which I think is equally valid. His “you” has the same struggles, the same identity <> career hurdles they have to get through. So, Louis is holding out the palm of his hand.

The twist in the song, in the last chorus, is what really makes this song special and what makes that deep, personal connection between who he is and what he does even clearer. Who he loves and what he does individually are so deeply related that he can’t see success in one area without the other. Being lost to himself is just as lost as being lost to his “you”. He found his way back to himself - and this is where I fucking love this song - when “you” also found him. It’s not even clear anymore who got lost first, who lost who, when he lost himself or the other, or “you” lost him, because it doesn’t even matter. Who’s counting, when in the end you’re both found?

So, the luck involved here, that could reflect on his career going well, is supported by the chosen path to love and self, his heart where “you” and he are nestled in the core. The foundations are stable, so now we can grow again.

bc their art is at its best when they’re together bc together they’re the greatest and when they’re true to themselves they’re true to love and then the art just fucking follows

listening to: too young, dlibyh, satellite, keep driving, through the dark, fireproof, home

#HAHAAAAAAA PAIN #i always think it won't go that deep or far and then it just always fucking does #i LOVE THIS ALBUM I LOVE THEIR AAAART #fucking hell #lyric analysis #lucky again

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theghostbunnie · 1 year

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I’m curious but ever since you dropped your Harrison hcs I’ve been thinking about what he would be like when he gets older. Are there any hcs/info you have for him??

I'M SO HAPPY Y'ALL ARE INTERESTED IN MY HCS IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME!!!!! 💖💕💫🩷

I have like two paths I could see my version of older Harrison going down. Let's say roughly age 17 or so, he either swears off using absolutely any of his natural magical ability and keeps his illusion/slide of hand tricks utterly private for the most part. The first being a desperate attempt to regain his parents trust, the second with the card tricks being more of getting shamed out of being open with his peers with his hobbies. I wouldn't wanna see him kept on this path and I often pair it with some major character development story. (In my head atleast, I don't think I'd ever be able to use a fanfiction writing website or have the energy to regularly update one or anything like that. I would definitely maybe write short fics on Tumblr one day.. maybe)

The other option being he actually never stopped working on his talents like that and has steadily gotten so much better. (At the start of the show he accidentally sets David on fire, in much later episodes he's able to make rings of flame, already MAJORR improvement!!) He works on his other abilities, making things levitate ect.

So when they start having these hiccups, often small physical items or spells bursting out of him during strong feelings (leading to panic and embarrassment only making it worse.) Harrison feels like it's a total setback. That his work so far didn't mean anything, he has no idea where his powers come from and as they change he apparently has no idea how to control them after all. Alot of old doubts, and new ones emerge. "Maybe it would've been better to have never had them in the first place."

I like to think after awhile he regains this hold over it, and it was just a sign of like. His magic going through puberty/hj and it turns out stronger in the end.

Other older Harrison HCs include he's definitely a swiftie and jumps up on his bed lipsyncing doing a fucking Matilda as shit floats everywhere.

His formal vest and top hat get switched out for a casual vest and beanie hat (constant hat hair) wouldn't it be so funny if he had a top hat shaped pin on it/hj

His like signature little thing I love putting on his clothes and drawing him with is the ace of spades. Small charms n shit I love it.

His frienemy thing with Nerris as she matures turns more into friend leaning. (Bc like, their dynamic is not 50/50 she is nearly always the one coming at or for HIM 😭 and it's coming from a very childish reasoning- which is okay. Bc she's a child.) So as she gets older and grows out of her issues that caused them to not get along they become closer.

Mostly due to them both being much better friends with Preston and spending time with each other via him.

But since they're older and Preston fills alot of his time with the multiple hobbies he has and Nerris has other friends to hangout with, Harrison is still left on his own sometimes. He goes through these bits of bad mental health and "everyone hates me" thoughts but doesn't really let anyone know about it.

I have this OC Quincy, technically not a camp camp oc I'm actually embarrassed sometimes to add him into things bc he doesn't fit the vibe of cc what so ever but the angst he can make is so good 2 me

He's this demon with magical know-how but no power of hisown. I like to think of Harrison (who notoriously throughout the show wants company.) Kinda ignores all the red flags and "I've always said don't judge a book by it's cover"s his way into accidentally getting manipulated by him. But also getting incredibly helpful magic lessons out of it too before it comes to a head.

#harrison camp camp #camp camp harrison #character headcanons #camp camp headcanons #headcannons #cc harrison #harrison cc #camp camp #camp campbell #camp camp fandom #fictional characters #campcamp #angst

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Funny bc I was already working on a post to this effect but more loosey-goosey, but that OC post reminded me about it. Anyway the Rules for Lucky stories, and what has and has not worked.

Basic rules:

Lucky is competent; he's good at his job.

Cases always go wrong because The Worst Thing happens at The Worst Time.

In spite of this, Lucky is unfailingly tenacious. He never gives up.

Lucky complains about his job (because of point 2).

...But Lucky LOVES his job.

Lucky is interpersonally messy and emotionally volatile, but NOT at work; he's judicious and takes his cases seriously.

Lucky is the detective. I.e. other characters can consult, but he and Nilou are the only characters who directly investigate cases.

Lucky and Nilou character dynamics:

Lucky protects Nilou. Lucky and Nilou protect the client.

River, the Mysterious Saviour, can protect them but not the client.

Nilou is here because she's Lucky's student and they like each other, NOT because there's any element of detective work that Lucky couldn't do on his own.

That said, other characters should respect Nilou regardless of her age (or if they don't, the narrative should prove them wrong).

Lucky likes being Nilou's teacher due to the responsibility (respect), Nilou likes being Lucky's student due to the delineated expectations (sympathy). This dynamic doesn't start to shift until KH Act 1.

Where they disagree, Lucky advocates for the pragmatic approach, while Nilou advocates for the moral approach.

Although their respective powers suggest the opposite, in fight scenes (jokingly) Lucky is a DEX fighter, and Nilou a STR fighter.

While they can both be "reckless", it's in different ways (insofar as this is a negative thing). Nilou is impulsive and defiant (goes off on her own). Lucky is obsessive and defensive (cannot let it go).

Expanding on 8: Lucky's driving psychological issue is "Everyone thinks I'm crazy, and I need to prove I'm not."

Nilou's driving psychological issue is "I can't trust the authority figures around me, I can only rely on myself."

General logistics and world stuff to keep in mind:

Nobody in the psychic community--Lucky, Nilou, Hawthorn, even the DSC--has any legal authority to investigate "magical crimes".

Hawthorn respects Lucky.

Hawthorn does not intervene in Lucky's job to protect him (he trusts Lucky to do his job).

Lucky likes and respects Hawthorn, despite his protests.

Logistically speaking, Lucky is kind of working on commission. He's an employee of the Hawthorn Agency, but the majority of his income comes from individual clients he takes on himself.

Lucky is broke because his clients rarely pay him, not because Hawthorn is like, torturing him or whatever.

Hawthorn's other agents have other jobs; they're not doing the same thing Lucky does.

Nilou does not get paid to be Lucky's student; she's there to learn. Basically a co-op student. The implication is that she becomes a detective too, eventually.

Conclusions, things that we've tried before and don't work, alternatives that would:

If Lucky is not working the case, or trying to get out of working the case, something has gone wrong plot-wise.

Hawthorn should not be causing problems for Lucky's job, or for Lucky's life.

Lucky taking cases personally should be the exception, not the rule.

Characters shouldn't cinema-sins-ding the concept of a kid sidekick.

If Nilou is there to learn, make sure she is... learning.

I know it's tempting because he's short, but Lucky is actually more experienced with hand-to-hand combat than Nilou. And Matilda, for that matter.

Not only do I not need to "give Nilou stuff to do", Lucky behaving irresponsibly/not doing his job would cause massive character conflict between them. So only deploy this if said conflict is the intentional focus of the plot.

Lucky being Hawthorn's agent is a really useful plot generator, but we should never lean on this to get Lucky out of danger. That kills the drama, and also doesn't make any sense? All these events are moves made by different factions irrespective of human-world law, and taking out a rival agent can and should be a valid move.

There's one specific case where Hawthorn IS trying to protect Lucky. Per these rules, that should take the form of Hawthorn pushing for Lucky to lie low/go on vacation, while Lucky pushes to stay on the case.

Also laying all this out, I feel like it might be useful to look at KH Act 2 as "Lucky is the client".

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Idk I think we should also consider how the name feels on them? Like Mia is a beautiful name, it’s so unbelievably light though….. Matilda or Miriam though. Matilda is very popular now. Mercymorn is not a real name I think so he straight up made it up for her specifically. I bet it was something like Marceline and they called her Marcy. Also probably means that she was somehow special to John. Hmmm.

Also, I kinda think that Augustine’s real name would be something short and boring, like Alan. But that’s because I have this horrible suspicion that when John tampered with his friends memories after he resurrected them he accidentally (not) made them into sort of caricatures of their original selves. 1) they act very differently in his memories, waaay less theatrical and less refined and it cannot be just the 10000 years, 2) that’s just how memory and personhood works, 3) this one is very hard to explain but Mercy, Augustine and Gideon just feel to me like people who have very limited ways of expressing themselves. Like Mercy and her “yuck ugh”? I’m sure M- used to say that, yeah. I’m sure that’s what John remembered about her. But I don’t think she speaks like that in his memories. Same goes for Augustine. I don’t know how to explain it. The og Lyctors are supposed to feel like people burdened by their own selves, yeah, but when I realized that John picked and chose their memories I was like. Oh! So that’s like if you only had to express yourself the way your friend sees and remembers you. Because then all three of them make sense. Like imagine that you have real feelings but you have very very limited actions to express yourself because you are designed to reflect Johns memory about your own dead self. Like. That sucks!!! Gideon Prime especially has this thing about him. And even Pyrrha although to a lesser extent and she def has some of her og memories.

I kind of have a headcanon that BOE might know their real names but only because they were remembered as heroic scientists that helped them save humanity but Sadly Couldn’t Be On The Ship or something. I think it would be very funny.

I love how everyone in the fandom has their original name headcanons but we all agree that they were boring (except Pyrrha)

Also I LOVE all the thoughts on the relativity of memory and how someone appears to another's eyes is never who they really are, and how that translated to the backstory mindwipe. I don't believe John picked and chose their memories with any finesse, just because 1) he does things very intuitively; 2) picking and choosing which memories to keep for an entire group of people who all knew each other AND knew you too is logistically complicated? what if there are inconsistencies etc; and 3) I doubt he wanted to risk accidentally messing it up.

I think their personality was informed by their souls—that are definitely a thing in TLT!—and they definitely didn't feel "caricatures" in HtN (to me!), just very tired very bitter people. But I can absolutely seeing John consciously or unconsciously shaping their personalities just bc he expected them to behave in a certain way that mapped with what he remembered, even if it wasn't necessarily how they'd have behaved if he hadn't been there.

Personally, I doubt BoE know much of anything about the end of earth. This is a whole different topic but tldr: it's been 10k years; they know the names that have been passed down the generations, but they don't have any context for where they came from. Language has evolved, and IMO what Wake said to John in HtN is more speculation and guesses than based on facts (she repeatedly talked about only one bomb; I think that was deliberate on Muir's part)

I think often about John becoming the flood myth for generations of human refugees fleeing earth — a wrathful deity, a vengeful enemy etc! — and IMO what little BoE know (or think they know) survived as hazy mythology and there's a lot of debate around it and probably no actual documentation.

(I AM ONCE AGAIN THINKING ABOUT THE CULTURAL PECULIARITIES OF THE BOE PLANETS... what if I did a Nona reread and went on a long post spree)

#Anonymous #ask #og lyctors #tlt thoughts #blood of eden #tlt #long post

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maybeimamuppet · 4 months

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2, 5, 9, 11, 16 for the fic asks?

hello darling friend tysm for the ask!!

2, will you participate in any fandom exchanges or fic challenges, etc?

if i’m asked to absolutely!! i think they seem so fun but being in smaller fandoms i think they’re a lot harder to figure out. i’ve actually considered forming a few of my own for like halloween or the holidays and stuff but i’m kind of the only cadnis writer still somewhat consistently active and everyone else who writes for mean girls is into very different things (which is great we love to see it but it makes group stuff hard lol) and matilda i haven’t checked up on in so long i have no idea what’s going on in that little corner anymore whoops

5, which wip is first on your list to complete this year? will you post a snippet?

we are continuing my beloved series of ‘someone has to write all the cliche fics for this ship and by golly it might as well be me”! from the looks of things the first one to be finished will be a college au (professor/student) that i’m honestly really proud of. i’ve been hammering away at it for a while lol. but we also have a few more like that and obviously plenty more that aren’t that i’m not gonna spoil just yet but i’m very excited for them :)))

“As long as I’m your professor, this can’t happen, no matter how badly I want it to,” Cady says with a sniffle. She gently presses a kiss to the corner of Janis’ lips before she pulls away and takes a couple steps back. “I’m so sorry, Janis.”

Janis watches her go for a minute, barely feeling the frigid rain slamming against her face. Cady hunches in on herself and clicks off. “What about when you’re not my professor anymore?!”

Cady freezes and turns to look at her. “What?”

“Once I graduate,” Janis begs. “Can we be together then?”

“…Technically, yes, we could,” Cady says. “But-”

“Wait for me,” Janis says. “Please.”

Cady bites her lip, but she nods after a second. “Okay.”

“You will?” Janis asks, finally feeling hopeful enough to smile for the first time in what feels like years.

“I’ll wait,” Cady agrees. “If you’re willing to do the same. Come to me once you graduate, and… we’ll see what happens. Okay?”

“Okay,” Janis says, smiling around a sob. Cady does the same before she continues walking away.

unproofread snippet brought to you by maybeimamuppet :)

9, short term goals… what do you hope to complete this week or in january?

i’m really hoping to have that and the next chapter of pt done by the end of the month!! my third writing birthday is at the beginning of march and i’m really hoping to have a batch of fics ready to crank out by then :)) matilda is kind of wonky for the time being bc i have very few wips and i need time to sort through which requests i can actually do/want to do so they might be a while but focusing on my meanies for a while will be a nice change i think!

11, would you like to try any new fanfic genres or tropes this year?

i don’t think i do!! at least not in fics lol i’m good with my romance and family fluff sorta genres i’m in but i am trying to write a few publishable like real actual books that are a little different so we’ll see how that goes!

16, do you have one fanfic that you wrote a ton for, ages ago, but never posted? will this be the year come hell or high water that it WILL get finished and posted?

UHHHH honestly most of my wips are kinda like that lol. i hyper focus on one and then get bored with it and move on to a new one and herein lies the cycle of Big Issues. so i have a lot of like half-done oneshots (including requests i literally got in 2021 and am sobbing trying to get done i feel so bad). i do have an entire folder of ‘unpublishable fics’ that will never see the light of day. they’re mostly just writing exercises but some of them are just really embarrassing so most of them stay there lol. and i have a multi-chapter The Good Place au i started years ago and couldn’t figure out other than the title but i only wrote a couple scenes for it but that probably also won’t ever see the light of day. ce la vie ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#thank you friend!!!#entropy with ezzy #ezzy gets an ask

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I support Rhaenyra but her treatment of Nettles was absolutely racist, abhorrent and unwarranted, since Nettles was nothing but loyal to her cause. (And as someone who doesn’t ship Daemyra, I don’t think that Daemon and Nettles were lovers. Daemon taking care of Nettles is probably because she reminds him of his daughter, Baela).

*EDITED POST* (11/13/23)

I've mentioned Rhaenyra's classist blood purity jumping out more in her paranoia, that it is a "companion" & result of the Targ-Andal assimilative paradigm. I even wrote a whole Twitter thread about it. And yes, Nettles was loyal to her, Jace, the rest of her kids, and their claims.

Still, I like the Daemyra concept and storyline, and I don't think you need to have an ideal relationship to see it as a valid relationship. I also already stated that I wouldn't like to see Rhaenyra ascend bc of that blod purity/racism.

Classism and blood purity.....we'll have to wait a few more hundred years for that to come screaming down.

As for Daemon and Nettles, yeah, wrote about that as well. I also think they had more of a father-daughter relationship if not almost-mentor-mentee.

I've heard a theory that Daemon is her actual father from one of his many times of sex with others. Nettles was 17 by the Dance (129 A.C.), so she was born around 113. (Neither Daemon/Rhaenyra nor Daemon/Laena were married by then, he was whoring his way through KL and Driftmark & Hull were just a short dragon's ride away from KL.)

It's a very plausible and a very attractive theory, bc it provides a good line of reasoning for how he bonded so quickly with her after his interest was already peaked with her ability to bond with a dragon at all. What if he suspected or found out who her mom was (though how well would he remember his unimportant trysts? This is something we should also note) for her to exist? Couple that with his own history of losing his first child in Viserys' exile of Mysaria? There have been numerous brave people--children--in the Dance and it certainly helps that Nettles didn't already have a familial bond with anyone or was "claimed" by anyone like Bloody Ben, Addam and Alyn Velaryon. It also gives a lot more credence and finally provides the missing connection/hinge I keep trying to find in hamliet's suggestion that Mysaria targeted Nettles out of envy through Rhaenyra bc of her own inability to have children or family bc of the classism & bastardry stigma of Westerosi aristocracy.

(8/21/23):

THIS is a great post by @mononijikayu about medieval queens, female rulers, the history of how women in leadership positions were made and seen as threats to the very structure of social “order”, and contextualizing Rhaenyra thru Empress Matilda. I didn’t even know about Matilda’s husband being comparable to Rhaneyra’s Daemon! PLZ READ!!!!

Excerpt:

just as much, along with these fictitious portrayals, more lies are depicted. these women are considered vixens that cause havoc to men by shifting them into desires and danger. through the written word, we see how women are cast in roles of villains in men’s lives. it is because by their conclusive thoughts, women are the only creatures that are able to turn ‘good honorable men’ into despicable creatures who do shameful, deplorable acts for the sake of women’s pleasures. [...] itis within this narrative that ancient chroniclers declare that women were in fact the doom of men. if they were not able to control the dangers posed by the wiles of women, then the foundations of the mighty society they had built would be up in flames. [...] as i mentioned, these factors of community are written down and preserved. and with that, the example of the ancients were the foundations by which medieval society built itself. the same concepts continued to cause the same issue within society and that was the exclusion of women from participating in the bigger picture of community and state, much so with governing states in their own right—without judgment or disapproval.

#asoiaf asks to me #nettles #rhaenyra targaryen #rhaenyra and nettles #fire and blood characters #fire and blood comment #rhaenyra's characterization #rhaenyra and feminism #asoiaf #fire and blood

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bluewinnerangel · 2 years

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In your opinion, what do you think each song in harry's house is about?

Music For A Sushi Restaurant: music (industry). I love music! And making it my way! Especially!

Late Night Talking: when harry is away from louis.

Grapejuice: alcoholism. asdkjafh ok more nuanced I'd say either about love by using alcohol dependence analogies, or the other way around, or why not both. Or simply just his love for red wine.

As It Was: change, in short. I think he has explained it himself well (for a change lol)

Daylight: when louis is away from harry.

Little Freak: harry (she 2.0). I think there's some lines in there that are about other things, other people, but overall I think the "you" is Harry. I'm also getting Joni Mitchell with this one again but that's not really a well formed thought yet.

Matilda: this one is hard for me to put into words. Its for everyone who needs it. It's about trauma, everything he's said. It being coated in being addressed to Roald Dahl's Matilda as a grownup is beautiful, but I also think he's tried to insinuate that the person he had on his mind when writing is no longer with us and I don't see this talked about and I'm not super comfortable putting that thought out there but it is what I think it is about... When he's said they don't know it's for them, and talked about it on Zane Lowe, he looked up a lot, and then talked about losing people to suicide. So yeah, I think it's written about someone who will never hear it, but is for everyone who can.

Cinema: They parked the floating dumpsterfire on this track but I don't think it's the main focus. It could still be about holivia but shady. You can read this as being about affection and intimacy, as both new relationship feels as domestic Netflix and chilling. But because he said he wrote it on a treadmill.. maybe it's just him describing the rich people rooms in his house and what he does in them like: I got a home cinema, this is where I work out, where I dance, I get wet in the shower, I don't have a roof on the drive, I also sleep here, welcome to my crib.

Daydreaming: Okay I'm reading this 2 ways: 1) also She 2.0, from the perspective of She, and 2) snuggled up with cinema as a passive aggressive these stunts are stupid jab lol. daydream = fake, night = real, gimme all of ur love (presence, so we got pics and stuff) now so theres something to dream about for the gp and then im gonna be gone for so long bc lol bye. Again, maybe both.

Keep Driving: live laugh and especially love in a pandemic. I also think his stories about taking a drive to Italy in (summer? Fall?) 2020 in his late step-dads car aren't unrelated. Also just stinks of longterm love a lot. A lot of them do.

Satellite: fame? It ties in with his words about being "up there" and not being there forever etc for me, as well as older songs that for me revolve around that (with 1D times as well). But it can also be put next to Defenceless for instance (have you put Harry's House next to Walls yet, i mean track by track all lined up, there's a bunch of dumbass parallels there istg), and if you read both as simply being about each other it makes sense for me too. But if you read both as being about being loved, being seen, being accepted, not necessarily by a partner but by the public, being "up there" or not, it makes sense to me too. Again, why not both.

Boyfriends: Ok so the last bit (Boyfriends, are they just pretending? They don't tеll you where it's heading and you know thе game's never ending) I fully see how you can read that the same as the rest, as men are trash, basically, but this is so so so so perfectly fitting in what I think larry is and has been doing and how they view themselves (play Mind Games by John Lennon, they keep on playing these mind games together, faith in the future, amirite.) And perhaps the rest was written to fit around this bit.. that the concept of shitty bfs spawned from how you can interpret the lines he wanted to have in a song like that, and in the end dedicated to anyone who can relate in whichever role they have(n't) been in in relation to boyfriends.

Love Of My Life: home (inc location, partner, privacy, anonymity)

It's not been long and I'll probably change my mind about some of these later. I also think there might be more than a few that are written with specific movie inspirations, with obviously Matilda being one, and I guess we can count DWD with Cinema, but I'm expecting to get a light bulb moment with My Policeman at some point too. Then there's The Matrix and we're joking about LOTR now. In his previous albums I think to see at least The Notebook and Brokeback Mountain, so yeah I might just be coming back with an essay about how it's all about Mean Girls yk. We'll see.

#yk loml is about lotr #suicide tw #alcohol tw #holivia

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airborneice · 2 years

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so here’s my hilda ocs, mattie, harvey and arwen! aka the sketchbook kiddo and her little squad. they’re looking for a huldra

these chars have been lodged in my brain for a while so I’m rly excited to start doing stuff with them!! more about them under the cut

in the middle is Mattie, she’s Johanna & Kaisa’s daughter, and Hilda’s younger sister by about ~12 years. I figure she came along not too long after the events of Mountain King. she’s an aspiring witch who thinks the stuff her mamma and sister get up to is so cool and has a bit of a chip on her shoulder to prove she can follow in their lead. Mattie grew up surrounded by all kinds of magic and creatures, but also in a bit of a safety bubble, with two mums and an older sister to look out for her, so she has a very loose concept of consequences and tends to barrel into situations headfirst because "Hilda/mamma/[various other family members] did it and it turned out fine what's the big deal-”. at this point Johanna thinks she’s just destined to have kids that give her heart-attacks all the time

oh and Mattie is short for Matilda! she’s a trans girl and chose the name for herself when she was around 6/7 (kid’s an aspiring witch so three guesses where she got it from :) )

the boy is Harvey! he’s a fankid I made for the background couple I call the ‘black hound wlws’ bc.. them 🥺 he and Mattie met through school and joined sparrow scouts together, and have been friends for about as long as they can remember. they have a shared love of causing chaos and basically live to enable each-other’s shenanigans

and the other girl is called Arwen. Mattie befriended her more recently, after losing her familiar at a gathering and finding it with her (hopefully gonna elaborate on this at some point) and they hit it off from there. Arwen is autistic and non-speaking and talks via a mix of gestures and sign-language, depending on what will get the point across faster. she cares deeply about animals/spirits (or at least, most of them) but is also quite scared of them, which makes going on adventures with Mattie and Harvey..interesting. she’s also generally the holder of the group’s braincell lol

(she’s also an old oc of mine who I wanted to carry over and give some new life to, so if you follow me on insta you may recognise her already jkfdgf)

so yeah, hope you guys like them!! you’ll be seeing a lot more of them >:)

(also thanks @cactincactout and @nisse-room for letting me run some things by y’all before I posted!)

#ive rly had mattie rattling around in my brain/various sketchbooks for a whole year im glad to finally get her out hjksgdj #apologies for a terrible rendering of ASL i will get better i hope #hilda the series #hilda netflix #art tag #oc #hilda oc #mattie #also not-so-subtly stuck in some references to other events I wanna cover :>#arwen #harvey #hilda ocs tag

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