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thesunsethour · 5 days

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welcome back to part 3 of eve procrastinating her final exams by ranking her favourite songs by her favourite artists. today it is The Beatles' turn

(as always i must stress this is my opinion only. but i am also very nosey, so please tell me *your* opinions too)

(i'm ignoring songs in different languages, naked versions, and also any cover songs, so focusing exclusively on anything penned by lennon-mccartney or harrison or starr)

(this took me a week and a half. for context my killers' list took two days and hozier took four hours)

without further ado:

189. Wild Honey Pie (spoiler alert: i'm not a white album fanatic)

188. Dig It (vibey but odd little song)

187. Maggie Mae (didn't know for years this was a liverpool folk song)

186. Only A Northern Song (not weird enough to justify itself)

185. Revolution 9 (it achieves john's goal. still hate it though)

184. All Together Now (worse precursor to the frog chorus)

183. It’s All Too Much (i would like to apologise to yellow submarine)

182. Flying (criminal that this is so far down actually. i only have myself to blame)

181. I’ll Get You (bit samey)

180. Savoy Truffle (i wrote down 'harrison's own muzak')

179. Everybody’s Got Something to Hide Except for Me and My Monkey (wtf john)

178. Thank You Girl (harmonica has been utilised better)

177. Every Little Thing (pretty okay)

176. You Like Me Too Much (george still in songwriting training)

175. I Want To Tell You (the beginning of george's 'i don't know' refrain in his songs. keep an ear out)

174. The Inner Light (SO very george)

173. Her Majesty (i'm irish so this had to be this low)

172. You Can’t Do That (great john vocals here tbh)

171. Honey Pie (you can so clearly hear the music hall inspiration. very paul)

170. When I Get Home (bit samey but catchy enough)

169. There’s a Place (better harmonica)

168. I Need You (lovely harmonies)

167. Not a Second Time (i always forget this song exists sorry to john lennon)

166. It’s Only Love (i always think this ones on rubber soul)

165. I’ll Cry Instead (conversely this is very beatles for sale coded i think!)

164. Little Child (i am a sucker for the harmonica it has to be said)

163. You Know My Name (Look Up The Number) (really campy ad-libs. a fan)

162. I’m a Loser (john's voice is so deep in this one??)

161. I Don’t Want to Spoil the Party (little foot tapper of a song)

160. Piggies (george had been reading orwell! good for him)

159. Don’t Pass Me By (ringo! hello!)

158. I’ll Be Back (solid enough)

157. Doctor Robert (one of the earliest examples of 'we will sing a song about a little random man')

156. If I Needed Someone (solid george effort)

155. Why Don’t We Do It In The Road (apparently about two monkeys fucking. okay paul)

154. Baby’s in Black (clever little lyrics)

153. It Won’t Be Long (adore the coming home line)

152. All I’ve Got to Do (sweet enough little thing)

151. Hold Me Tight (classic paul asking for love. a staple of the genre)

150. What Goes On (hiiiii Ringo!)

149. Yer Blues (my notes say 'proto-morrissey-esque, but worse)

148. Good Night (reminds me of a musical song. also originally thought this was a paul song)

147. She’s a Woman (really dynamic paul vocals)

146. What You’re Doing (solid paul job)

145. No Reply (i cannot think of this song without hearing the bloopers of YOUR FACE)

144. Happiness Is A Warm Gun (i may get killed for having this so low. reminder that this is only my opinion)

143. Don’t Bother Me (i *think* this is the first album song that george ever wrote!)

142. P.S. I Love You (he loves his epistolary songs does Paul)

141. I’m Just Happy to Dance With You (another solid foot tapper)

140. Any Time At All (love the piano in this)

139. I’m So Tired (same)

138. Birthday (i hate the beginning of this song with a visceral passion. rest is grand)

137. The Night Before (very '50s)

136. Sgt Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band (Reprise) (the only bad thing about this song is that it means the album is over)

135. Another Girl (bitchy little paul song)

134. Tell Me What You See (song gets better as it goes on i think)

133. The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill (hello yoko)

132. Long, Long, Long (reminds me of my sweet lord)

131. Ask Me Why (real jazzy like)

130. Rocky Raccoon (i'm not mad on this song but the middle is so catchy it reels me in)

129. Old Brown Shoe (ringo reference check!)

128. Revolution 1 (not as good as revolution the single)

127. Cry Baby Cry (love paul's little jaunty section)

126. Yes It Is (sexy)

125. Dig A Pony ("everything has got to be just like you want it toohoohoohoohoohooo"

124. The Word (reminds me of grease)

123. Hey Bulldog (some bits of music here remind me of 'Across the Universe')

122. I’m Looking Through You (GREAT guitar)

121. Sexy Sadie (can't remember which journalist said that AM's 4 out of 5 has this vibe and YEAH)

120. I Me Mine (i will always adore the "flowing more freely than wine" lyric. thank you george"

119. Things We Said Today (paul's so good in this one)

118. Tell Me Why (catchy bop)

117. Run For Your Life ("that's the end" SO good)

116. Good Day Sunshine (nicely jaunty)

115. Rain (love the instrumentation in this one)

114. I Will (quintessential mccartney this)

113. Love You To (making this list and hearing george's improvement as a songwriter was amazing actually)

112. Octopus’s Garden (bless ringo)

111. I Feel Fine (SO catchy)

110. With A Little Help From My Friends (ringo's very best)

109. Martha My Dear (i'm scared of dogs but i'll let this one go)

108. Drive My Car (the beeps beeps always annoyed me as a kid)

107. For You Blue (it is what it says - sweet and lovely)

106. Sgt Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band (love the laughter in it)

105. Good Morning Good Morning (the guitar here is simply too cool for this song. elevates it greatly)

104. You’re Going To Lose That Girl (beach boys vibes?)

103. She Said She Said (john and george buddies and pals)

102. Wait (john and paul's voices go SO well together do you ever get emotional)

101. Think For Yourself (ANOTHER great foot tapper)

100. I’m Down (well *somebody* thinks they're elvis)

99. Misery (just. great structurally)

98. I Should Have Known Better ("this could only happen to me" oh, john)

97. Can’t Buy Me Love (one of the more Lennonesque mccartney songs)

96. One After 909 (how did paul not know what this was about for over a decade)

95. I’ve Just Seen a Face (absolutely gorgeous guitar)

94. This Boy (thaaaasss boyyyy)

93. You Won’t See Me (fab little chorus)

92. Maxwell’s Silver Hammer (BANG BANG MAXWELL'S SILVER HAMMER CAME DOWN UPON HER HEAD 🔨 🔨🔨)

91. Dear Prudence ("the clouds will be a daisy chain" is a line i've always adored)

90. Yellow Submarine (i remember being 6 and our teacher playing this for us on her guitar)

89. Mean Mr Mustard (love when john does a bit of narrative songwriting)

88. Revolution (superior revolution version)

87. Now and Then (cried on the tram on the way to college listening to this when it came out. as you were)

86. Polythene Pam (love when their accent peaks through)

85. Baby, You’re A Rich Man (a true lennon-mccartney collab with john not finishing something and paul adding his two cents, or rather, ten or twenty cents)

84. Hello, Goodbye (i love the end of this song so so much)

83. Mother Nature’s Son (soft and sweet, poignant but not sappy, one of the most underrated beatles songs of all time)

82. Free As A Bird (cried listening to this too)

81. Glass Onion (intertextual metanarrative: the song)

80. Taxman (baby's first political song <3)

79. I Wanna Be Your Man (hiiiiii again ringo)

78. From Me To You (harmonica time again baby!)

77. Being For The Benefit of Mr Kite! (i think of this as a spooky halloween waltz)

76. Within You Without You (quintessential george)

75. I’m Only Sleeping (underrated on revolver methinks)

74. Your Mother Should Know (these songs WERE a hit before my mother was born)

73. All My Loving (pure vintage mccartney)

72. Do You want to Know a Secret (baby george and his fab vocals)

71. Here Comes The Sun (okay nobody kill me. stop looking at me like that. its been winter for seventeen months george i can't fucking see the sun)

70. Julia (so beautiful)

69. Love Me Do (how were they pop song professionals already?)

68. I Saw Her Standing There (paul loves a good scream in the middle of a song)

67. A Hard Day’s Night (most iconic beginning of any song ever)

66. Magical Mystery Tour (he loves a bus does paul)

65. And Your Bird Can Sing (john's vocals are GREAT here)

64. Sun King (the superior sun song on abbey road)

63. Please Please Me (just. iconic)

62. Eight Days a Week (for how good it is i can't believe paul didn't play it live till like 2013 or smth)

61. Real Love (i never knew this was a beatles song when i was a kid!)

60. The End ("the love you take is equal to the love you make"... yeah...)

59. Back in the USSR ("my-my-my-my-" very billy joel actually)

58. Ticket to Ride (mouth-watering guitar)

57. For No One (the wario of 'And Your Bird Can Sing' no i won't explain further)

56. All You Need Is Love (the she loves you yeah yeah yeahs at the end...)

55. Blue Jay Way (so wonderfully eerie to me)

54. She Loves You (love the long and powerful held note on the last "glad")

53. I Want To Hold Your Hand (they were children my god)

52. Across the Universe (some of my favourite vocals)

51. Carry That Weight (paul going through it, writing bangers)

50. Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da (desmond and molly jones are close friends of mine at this stage)

49. Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds (overrated a bit imo but still simply iconic)

48. Penny Lane (sorry paul, john won the MMT round w strawberry fields but its okay this song still is a bop)

47. Tomorrow Never Knows (fucking well done on this one lads. love it)

46. Getting Better ("a little better all the time" v "it can't get no worse" is just. peak lennon mccartney)

45. Got To Get You Into My Life (INSTANT banger)

44. Michelle (i am a sucker for french as long as its not spoken by french people <3)

43. Lovely Rita (i always loved this one because paul says "book" like how my nanny says it)

42. Helter Skelter (loud, fast, and brilliant)

41. Get Back (billy preston the man that you were)

40. She Came In Through The Bathroom Window (best of the abbey road medley)

39. I’ve Got a Feeling (i LOVE paul's deep voice)

38. When I’m Sixty Four (i love paul's granny music. sue me)

37. Come Together (john was so good at writing these nonsense songs)

36. The Fool on The Hill (adore the "ohHhHhHhHhHhh")

35. Fixing a Hole ("when i'm wrong, i'm right" is so very paul)

34. Girl (BRILLIANT middle)

33. Help! (vulnerable without overdoing it. just fantastic)

32. Day Tripper (unashamedly sexy)

31. And I Love Her (i love basically everything about this song. ranking got so hard from here)

30. You’ve Got to Hide Your Love Away (john was ON IT for Help!)

29. Nowhere Man (my brother thinks this will be the name of john's biopic)

28. Lady Madonna (my favourite genre of paul songs are songs where he voyeuristically imagines someone's life. they always slap)

27. Paperback Writer (i also write at shitty newspapers and want to be a paperback writer. this song feels too targeted)

26. In My Life (so pretty. SO pretty)

25. The Ballad of John and Yoko (imagine the vibes in the recording studio. john. yoko. paul. and yet they made this banger)

24. Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown) (my first ever favourite beatles song. has since been demoted but i still adore it)

23. I am the Walrus (john at his weirdest best)

22. She’s Leaving Home (i love when they write narratively)

21. If I Fell (angelic harmonies)

20. Don’t Let Me Down (fifth beatle billy preston supremacy)

19. Because ("love is all, love is you"

18. I Want You (She’s So Heavy) (vocals, instruments, lyrics, vibes, all incredible)

17. Two Of Us (and if i said this was the best album opener?)

16. Here, There, and Everywhere (paul says this is his favourite beatles song and you know what? he's so right for that)

15. Oh! Darling (wario of the long and winding road. no i will not elaborate either)

14. You Never Give Me Your Money ("OUT OF COLLEGE MONEY SPENT SEE NO FUTURE PAY NOT RENT" that is... me right this actual moment)

13. Something (george said is anyone else gonna write one of the best love songs of all time? no okay i guess i will. and he did.)

12. Golden Slumbers (cried to this as well. must stress i am not one to cry)

11. Eleanor Rigby (the pinnacle of the MVS - McCartney Voyeuristic Storytelling)

10. A Day in The Life (orchestra used to scare me when i was younger)

9. While My Guitar Gently Weeps (george's best beatles song hands down)

8. I’ll Follow the Sun (THE MOST UNDERRATED BEATLES SONG and i will die on this hill

7. Yesterday (my father's favourite beatles song)

6. The Long and Winding Road (my go to song to sing in the shower for some reason?)

5. We Can Work It Out (pure lennon-mccartney baby!)

4. Let It Be (the first and only song i ever learnt on ukulele and i was so proud of it)

3. Strawberry Fields Forever (do i even have to say anything?)

2. Blackbird (everything about this song is so beautifully perfect. paul mccartney is the best songwriter of all time okay. i've spent days upon days at this list and it's now making me emotional)

1. Hey Jude (there's a reason it tops so many best songs of all time lists. a perfect 10. no notes. iconic. the first beatles song i played on repeat. would die slash kill to experience this live)

#the beatles #i can’t believe now that i have this out of the way i actually have to like. study for my exams. gross #as if anyone force me into doing this #i just wanted a project for my reawakened obsession and also i love lists #please!! tell me what your favourites are!! but be nice 🔪#dunno who to rank next

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crimson-calligraphyx · 1 year

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5: Never Know

Noah: hey, how are you doing today?

I smiled down at my phone as I read the text message that was displayed on the screen. Ever since the day that I woke up at his place and he gave me his number, Noah's been checking in on me through text. Not every day, maybe a couple days out of the week, but it was a nice gesture of him. It actually made me quite happy, having someone check in to make sure I'm doing okay in the head. There have been days where we’d hit the bar with the band, too, which was nice to get out with a group of people.

Me: Doing good today!

Work has been a little hectic this week with trucks breaking down left and right, which was stressful as all Hell, but I was managing. Maybe not in the healthiest of ways, I'd come home after a long day, crack open a beer or several and take a nice, long bath. It felt good to just float—body and mind—so I could forget about the disaster that is my life. On top of work, the latest update of my father's sickness was not a good one. The medication he was one was stabilizing his liver, but it wasn't a cure; he still needs a liver transplant. Not a partial donation, but the whole organ, which was becoming very hard to come by. Ironically, I found myself drinking almost every night as of late.

Noah: good! you busy tonight? Me: No, why? Noah: come hang and sing karaoke with us

I snorted, shaking my head. Sure, the singer with a goddamn otherworldly voice wants to partake in karaoke.

Me: Do you want me to embarrass myself? Noah: no! lol Me: Oh, so you want to go deaf. Got it.

He sends me a bunch of laughing emojis.

Noah: c'mon I'm sure you're not THAT bad Me: Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you lol

A few hours later, and after hounding Victoria to join me, we were walking into a local Chinese restaurant that was separated by a bar and a dining area. The dining area had tables pushed aside at the far end, a large screen displaying "Lyrics by Music Choice", examples of songs scrolling by. To the left was a bald, well-built man sitting behind a podium with a laptop sitting on top, clearly in control of the karaoke this evening. I browsed the room, lights flashing and causing a glare in my vision. When I heard my name called, I squinted through the blinding lights, making out a silhouette that had been waving at me. Victoria and I made our way towards it, knowing that it was Noah.

He gives me a sideways hug when I reach the table, the other three smiling and greeting us cheerfully. I sat at the table, immediately browsing through the drink menu once I settled in.

“So, whatcha gonna pick?” Noah asks me while taking a sip of his beer. I shrugged, “Not much of a Mai Tai fan, so probably just a sangria.” He laughs, “No, I meant for a song. For karaoke?” I hang my head in my hand with a chuckle of embarrassment, shaking my head at myself. “Right.” He gives my shoulder a reassuring nudge, “Sangria’s are a good choice, though.” “Well, how about you? I’m not sure what the vibe is here.” “Noah and I are gonna duet ‘Summer Nights’!” Nick Ruffilo decided to answer for him. I snort, “From Grease? You must be joking.” When none of them denied it, I gave them all a quizzical look. “Oh, you weren’t joking.” “No, they’re not joking. These dumbasses do this every time,” Jolly speaks up and rolls his eyes, seemingly annoyed. When he takes a sip of his beer, I catch the smile that he was trying to hide, clearly amused by their upcoming performance.

After getting to know the guys little by little these past few weeks, it was very clear that Nick Ruffilo and Noah were the best of friends. Jolly was more laid back and Nick Folio gave me Golden Retriever vibes since he seemed to always be amped up and ready for anything, but they were both very welcoming. I found myself looking forward to seeing them whenever the opportunity arises.

When I finally received my sangria, Nick and Noah had been called up for their duet. I wasn’t sure how many drinks the two of them had, but they were giggling as they made their way up. I looked over at Vic, she had an amused smirk plastered on her face as she sipped on her vodka soda. “I’m so glad you dragged me along,” she says and looks over at me. “This is going to be fucking hilarious.” I leaned back in my chair and took a sip of my drink, nodding. “They’re a riot. I’ve only seen them together a couple of times, but each time I find myself laughing my ass off.” “That’s because you don’t have to live with them! Shit gets fucking annoying real fast,” Jolly cuts in, chuckling with a shake of his head. “That’s bullshit, and you know it!” Folio scolds him. “You were busting a gut the time Noah whipped that skeleton across the balcony and into the wall.” “Ah, shut it,” Jolly retorts, shoving him on the shoulder. The whole table laughed in unison.

The opening tune to “Summer Nights” filled up the room, Victoria and I immediately giving them our undivided attention. I just about died when Nick was the one singing the male part, leaving Noah singing the female part—but it did make sense, considering Noah’s vocal range. When the first round of “tell me more, tell me more” came about, Folio and Jolly both chimed in. Vic and I whipped our heads towards each other, mouths dropped in pure amusement. We decided telepathically that we’d join them from here on out, singing along to each “tell me more, tell me more” and “shoo bop bop, shoo bop bop”. When I thought that the performance couldn’t get any more hilarious, they reached the part where the vocals went extremely high—Noah gave it his all, full on belting the infamous “summer nights”. Vic and I nearly keeled over with laughter.

“I think that was the best one yet,” Noah says as he plops down in his seat, beaming while Nick takes his seat next to him, mirroring his smile. I found myself admiring the pure joy strewn across Noah’s face—the way his eyes glimmered under the flashing lights as his grin reached them, crinkling in the corners. It was such a genuine smile, warming me on the inside. “Eh, it was alright,” Jolly teases and slides him the beer he had ordered for him while he was on stage. “Then explain why all of you, including the girls, were laughing and singing along,” Noah retorts, accepting the drink with a nod. Jolly just rolls his eyes. “I dunno, I was enjoying it,” Folio chimes in.

When Vic decided to call it quits for the night, I found myself quite disappointed in having to part ways with them. It had been a long time since I’ve laughed as hard as I had tonight, and I was dreading going home and feeling myself crash later in the night. I was her ride for the night, and I was obligated to take her home when she was ready to go, so I couldn’t argue with her. I gave all the boys hugs goodbye, finally reaching the comfortability to do so. As I hugged Noah, I felt this sense of security when his arms wrapped around me tighter than the rest of the group—it was probably just the alcohol, making the both of us more affectionate with others as drinking normally does for people.

“So,” Vic starts when we begin to drive home, “you seeing colors yet or what?” I scrunched my brows up in confusion as I tried to understand what she was talking about. It was when my mother’s words of ‘seeing color when you fall in love’ came to mind, did I realize what she was talking about. “C’mon you know that shit’s not real,” I laugh, “of course not.” “Liv, I saw the way you two were looking at each other.” I shoot her a sideway glance of disbelief. “What are you talking about?” She snorts, “Every time I looked over at you, you were looking at Noah with this shit-eating grin. When he would look over and do the same, you’d quickly look away and cover it up by leaning your chin in your hand.” I rolled my eyes. “I really have no idea what you’re talking about, Vic. I was just having a good time. Plus, you know how I get when I start to drink; I get all smiley and giggly.” “Whatever. All I’m saying is it is real, and so is Hanahaki Disease—you’re very lucky you weren’t actually in love with Darren, or you could’ve gotten sick with that shit.” I shook my head, absolutely dumbfounded. “What the fuck is Hanahaki Disease?” “It’s rare,” she says with a sigh, “but it’s when one person loves someone, and the other doesn’t love them back. You know, unrequited love.” I nod, wanting her to continue. “The person who’s in love starts to cough up flowers, and it’s extremely debilitating. It stops when you either lose feelings, or the other loves you back.”

I find myself laughing—that is absolute bullshit. There’s no way someone just grows flowers in their lungs and regurgitates them because someone doesn’t love them back. “Laugh all you want but stop doubting these things just because you haven’t experienced them,” Vic says sternly. “Maybe I’ll never know, seeing as you claim I was never in love,” I retort with a shrug.

When I pull up to her place, we sit in silence for a moment, marinating in the mutual aggravation we developed from our stubbornness. Eventually she turns my way as she unbuckles her seatbelt. “I’m sorry, Liv,” she sighs. “I didn’t mean to be snarky. I just wanted you to understand that these things are real.” I give her a small smile. “It’s okay, I know you didn’t mean to. It’s just… it’s really hard to believe when you didn’t see anything change after being with someone for two years.” She gives me a reassuring squeeze on my shoulder. “I know. Just keep an open mind to it—would I lie to you? Would your mom lie to you?” “No, I guess not.” “Exactly,” she winks, then pulls me into a hug. I squeeze her, smiling at her when we break away. “Have a good night, Vic. Thanks for coming out tonight.” “No, thank you for bringing me out! They’re hilarious and I had a blast,” she exclaims as she hops out of the car. “Night, drive safe.”

I laid in bed for what seemed like hours after I dropped Victoria off, her words cycling in my mind like a tornado. Had I really been looking and smiling that much at Noah all night? Surely I couldn’t have been; two sangrias, my best friend, and four goofy guys made for an incredible night—of course I would be smiling. I was just happy that I found new friends, even if the circumstances were a little dramatic, I guess you could say. It was nice to have someone else understand exactly what you’ve been through, and to just talk about it without feeling judged.

Just as I was about to roll over and get comfortable, my phone lit up next to me on the nightstand. Thinking it might’ve been Victoria, I ignored it at first…but my curiosity got the best of me. I just saw her, what could she possibly be texting me about?

Noah: hope you got home safe, thanks for coming out tonight. had a lot of fun

I held my phone for a moment, a musing grin growing on my face.

Me: I did, thank you. I had a great time, you guys are hilarious! I put a smiley face emoji at the end. Noah: glad to hear it He puts a smiley there. guess that means I’ll invite you to the next one lol

I felt my heart skip a beat, heat rising to my cheeks as I thought about him wanting to invite me out again.

Me: Yeah, I’d like that! Noah: me too. night Liv, sleep well He puts another smiley emoji there. Me: G’night Noah, sleep tight.

I stared at my phone, reading the conversation over and over again, not being able to wrap my head around it. My heart was pounding erratically, my stomach cartwheeling as I pictured the smile on his face as he typed out these texts. The small crinkles at the outer corners of his dark, yet welcoming eyes, the brightness of his perfectly straight pearly whites, the soft chuckle that sounds when he’s amused. I took a deep breath to calm my racing heart, putting my phone back on the nightstand. Maybe he was just enjoying our newfound friendship…or maybe Victoria was right. Maybe there was something about the way we were looking at each other tonight.

|Chapter 6|

#noah sebastian #bad omens #bad omens band #nick folio #nick ruffilo #jolly karlsson #fantasy #hanahaki disease #fanfic #fan fiction

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northwest-cryptid · 2 months

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oh mann. squeaking of music. you got any artists with slow relaxy type music you like? and what's your favorite instrument? and what are your top 3 video game ost's? ...three questions at once, the terrible tripler... but as a beast who loves music, i am always ravenous for music opinions...

Not gonna lie this is kind of a hard ask not only because it's a lot to answer about a topic I tend not to talk about much but because I don't really know artists so much as I know songs, and to top it all off I don't really do "top" stuff, or "favorite" stuff; it's hard for me to pick or rank a lot of the things I like, I use the term "one of my favorite" or "among the best of" when I talk about things I really like because more often than not I'd say that about ANYTHING I really like, I don't really have a favorite artist or a top OST or anything.

Most of my music consumption is random, I'll listen to playlists on youtube or soundcloud or bandcamp and such. A lot of the time an artist is less of a concern to me because majority of my experience has been that they have one song I really like, followed by about 12 more in the album that are kinda just okay but lack the style that I enjoyed so much.

That being said I'll do my best to answer since I do enjoy getting asks and you actually took the time to send me this so I will respect that by taking the time to answer it :D

Let's start with the chill relaxing stuff!

As far as Artists go if you don't mind some more kinda weird tones in your relaxing music I think Monster Rally is a great artist.

A few core examples of their vibe can be heard in Lovely You:

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as well as one I really enjoy, Color Sky:

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They have a very unique sound in my opinion and I have a lot of interest in this kind of music since it hits a weird spot for me somewhere between acoustic jam session and weird vaporwave-y daydream music.

Almost all their music is between 1 and 2 minutes and contains these short loops and layered instrumentals with occasional lyrical influences. It's pretty fun and keeps my ADHD at bay with no song being too long.

For something a little more pop-ish I also enjoy TV Girl though I don't know if their music counts entirely as "Relaxed" since it can be a little faster. I've listened to them for years, a lot of their music reminds me a lot of my time in an indie band. They play a lot of the "soft punk sad boy" type music I'd see a lot in the indie scene. I often find myself singing or humming along to these whenever I'm cleaning the house or cooking dinner.

A few tracks I like a lot are Birds Don't Sing:

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Lovers Rock:

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and The Blonde:

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Though to be honest I like a good bit of TV Girl's music so I'm trying to not list entire albums here lol. I try not to get hipster about it because for whatever reason it became oddly popular as of the last couple of years and I heard someone refer to it as "weirdcore" once and nearly died on the spot. I don't even dislike Weirdcore I just have a lot of thoughts on the idea of what the hell a genre is at this point.

Important note I am also 100% the sort of person who chills out and relaxes to Happy Hardcore and Eurobeat. So please consider the fact that my idea of relaxed varies wildly from like lounge jazz to club hardcore depending on the day. (There's literally a song that came out 7 years ago called Chillcore and it summarizes my thoughts on the subject perfectly I'd have been 21 when that song came out and I still occasionally hear it and go "yea" to this day.)

As far as favorite instrument goes I'm very partial to drums, drums of any kind. I think they're overlooked so much but then I'm bias because I'm a drummer so like of course I love drums. Any song that makes good use of drums is okay in my book. I will never forget how hard I cringed when the Bassist in my band once said "Bass is more important than Drums any day of the week, I mean literally who has ever heard of a drum solo?" I just sat there like "dude why are we even in the same band if you don't value my contribution" though she was something else in terms of like... superiority complexes. Regardless!

I may not have a top 3 Video Game OSTs since there's so many good ones out there and so many good options depending on your mood, but I will list a ton of good ones depending on the kind of mood you're in.

To keep with the theme of chill tunes let's start with a banger and one of my favorite game OSTs as to also kind of answer top 3.

VA-11 Hall-A has an amazing OST and I'm going to do the really basic bitch thing of saying you gotta listen to Every Day Is Night:

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I used to listen to this a lot whenever I worked my night shift, it gave the title a very literal meaning to me. The synth jazz was the perfect companion for long nights on the job when I needed to chill out and vibe for a bit.

Keeping in line with the relaxed but perhaps a bit more anxiety inducing; I've spoken about it a lot, you know it; you love it, it's Lobotomy Corporation's very own No Warning:

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Lob Corps whole OST has some absolutely beautiful tracks, everything from techy synths and chimes to entirely orchestral sweeping performances. I have a soft spot for this game and it's OST, as well as the OST of Library of Ruina, it's sequel, for which I'd like to highlight Malkuth's Battle Theme:

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Specifically the third tier emotion level of this song, never before have I heard "battle jazz" done so well, not only is it classy; but it KICKS ASS. There's so much I could say about this game and it's OST in terms of themes and such but I digress, for now we'll move on because I got a lot to go through.

Next up we're looking at a more fantastical setting with Mabinogi's OST, which has a ton of genuinely amazing music, but one I want to highlight is the major main theme of the game which will always give me chills and make me cry a bit from nostalgia. More specifically the version performed by the FILMharmonic Orchestra:

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This song means more to me than I can properly explain, there's so much emotion behind it for me as someone who has played this game for half my life, who met my partner through this game; and who's life has no joke been absolutely changed by this game. The OST has always been a part of my life, we even play music from this game while decorating the house for various seasons. The entire OST is so varied and expansive and there's almost always something to fit my mood.

However when I'm looking for something more upbeat, and I need to get my blood pumping I turn to a bit more action oriented music, which is where games like ULTRAKILL absolutely fit the bill. I cannot warn you enough this song is the musical equivalent of shoving shrapnel in your ears, and I mean that in the most admirable way possible.

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Heavy techno and metal vibes, you got electric guitar that's basically fighting the synth lead for the spotlight despite the two working in perfect harmony to encapsulate this absolutely disgusting rhythm.

However sometimes I want to be upbeat without the sensory overload which is when I turn to Xenoblade (takes place on Earth) to fill the niche. I've been really vibing to the jazzy upbeat nature of XC3's OST lately, and the game has been pretty fun too :D

Now see this is why I dislike answering all this in one ask, I can only post 10 videos per post. So now I just gotta link things like this:

Xenoblade 3 OST - Brilliant Wings AKA This Jazz Band Is Fighting For Their Life

I'll cut this short since Tumblr is an ass and won't let me keep posting videos, but I cannot stress enough that when it comes to music with me there are no "top 3" OSTs, or favorites. Music is a mood setter, it's a tone; it's a vibe. I gotta listen to the right music at the right time, if I'm not feeling up for it then I won't like it.

To me there's so much out there I love, and to limit myself to a top 3 is hard because it depends entirely on the day. If I'm going through a chill phase then I'm going to favor tracks with more relaxed and chilled out influences, if I've been mowing down hoards of demons in ULTRAKILL for the last 5 days straight you better believe I'm not listening to anything other than like DOOM OST and extremely thrashy techno.

I hope this answer is satisfactory regardless!

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✩ — Realize.

synopsis — Ever since you were buried, Mark would go talk to your tombstone every day, till it dies down to your birthday, anniversaries, and holidays.

notes — this is a pt 2 of the first fanfic I made (that I actually posted…) but, hoping you’d enjoy this monstrosity of a comforting but a little angsty fanfic:)

part 1 — https://www.tumblr.com/lousieee/737588964323721216/christmas-without-you?source=share

word count — 870

“I’m sorry love, I really tried.”

“I wanted to be better for you, I’m even sorry I had this illness, [ Name ], I’m sorry, you didn’t deserve that, I didn’t want to visit the funeral. I didn’t want to hurt your family as bad as I hurt you. It has been a few weeks since I haven’t seen you, and dear, I had a few episodes so I decided not to go outside ever since then because I didn’t want to hurt anyone. I’d kill once again to have you here, taking care of me, loving me like you used to. Anyways love, I’m a few weeks clean from smoking! Can you believe that? Cool right? You couldn’t believe it right? Back then, you used to nag me about smoking, not knowing it really changed the way I acted. I'm sorry for how I acted back then when you tried to stop me, I was too addicted to it. It hurted you more than it hurted me. I really wish that we could talk and I’d tell you all the other thoughts that I had after I had hurt you. Like, when I slapped you really hard because you were worried that I’d be hurt if I went outside, alone to smoke. You were in tears, but I never liked seeing you cry.”

“Hey again love, I made another milestone today, I’m one year clean, woohoo.. But that’s also almost one year without you. I miss you. Alot. I’m sorry I haven't been visiting you lately, I’m rarely available for anything since I have found a job. I'm working as a corporate slave, even if it doesn’t pay as much as I used to earn. Anyways, how are you up there? Does heaven treat you better than the way I did? Are you doing alright? I really wanna know how you’re doing.. Please come back. I wanna see you again. I don’t wanna talk to a tombstone anymore, please come back to me… But, my illness has gotten better, and there is a possibility for my illness to heal. Y’know I should have listened to ya, I drink my meds often now just like how you used to tell me to drink it yet, my stubborn self declines it.. I hope you’re proud of me. I love you, happy birthday.”

u“Hi again, lovey. Happy anniversary to us! Can’t bear not seeing you for another day again, well love… I got promoted to a higher position in the company I work for. I now earn 6 digits in dollars and my illness is getting better day by day and yet, I still ean’t forget you. Come back to me love. My door’s always open, I miss you. I’m currently having trouble sleeping, if only you could sing me a lullaby, I’d sleep like a baby… Haha… If only I could find a way for you to be with me, I’d immediately do so, I’d do all I can just to be with you and feel your touch. I want to lay down in bed with you as we stare into the night sky, whispering sweet nothings into our ears as we both fall asleep in each other’s touch. As your eyes, so mesmerizing fall into mine, touch that’s ever so smoothing, makes me wonder… Why I ever did that to you. Why did I ever say those things if I knew it hurt you, mad intentions, I’ve always thought that, what if I never hurt you? What would we be if I never said or did these things. [ Name ], it wasn’t you, baby it was me. Our relationship wasn’t as good as I expected and interpreted it to be, it’s all my fault. I know you just wanted something to be sought, because lovey, just come back… I want to see you again. I’d even kill myself just to be with you.”

“Merry Christmas in heaven, lovey. How are you up there? It’s officially your first death anniversary, yay, but not really. I don’t feel like ranting about anything today love, I feel uneasy all of the time. I couldn’t understand why I get this feeling, but I feel less productive doing anything and it’s affecting me. I feel as if I need more help, the medications feel like nothing.. Love, please come back, you know I miss you so bad… I love you so much.. I’ll be there soon, I just know.”

He was never healthy. You always knew.

He loved you, you always knew.

He forced himself to stay strong for you, but you… Didn’t know.

— January 1, 12:15 am

He comitted suicide, having high hopes that you will be together.

Though he did it with hope, he was never certain... Would you two still be together in the afterlife..?

#mark twain bsd #mark twain x gn reader #bsd mark twain #bungo stray dogs #bsd x reader

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zero-ek · 3 months

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Yozora Mel.

I've been in shock all morning, and not like figuratively, i mean like the physical symptom of shock. I couldn't eat breakfast and i probably ran a whole marathon with how much i just walked back and forth all day. I've been recovering from a fever so that's probably the bigger reason but it's really just that i don't think i've been hit by this sort of news this hard before.

Even now, my heart isn't beating like it should, and i'll be the first to admit that it is kinda weird to be this shaken by some anime girl on Youtube but let me explain,

I don't think i'd be exaggerating if i say that Yozora Mel is the reason i am the way that i am now.

She was the first utaite i ever got into, not Mel exactly, but the one she was before, the (#), some 6 or 7 years ago. I don't remember how, but i came across this Sailor Moon cover she did with a couple other girls that i really liked. I started to listen to her covers from time to time, and, being in my Vocaloid phase, that eventually introduced me to the whole utaite scene, and i still follow to this day a couple that i met back then, like Kano or Nanahira.

I'm not as sure how or when exactly, since it's around the time my memory starts to get bad, but i eventually rediscovered her as Mel, and it i actually got into the whole Vtuber thing, and while she wasn't doing much music back then, it was still a kind of neat thing that someone i knew was doing, so having her there made it easier for me to stick around.

And because of that, i met AZKi, my all time favorite singer because of it (twice, even!), and i don't think i'll ever be able to let myself or anyone forget just how much AZKi's music means to me, how much it affected me on a personal level. I'm not sure that i'd ever find her if it wasn't for Mel being there, and i'd be a completely different person now because of it.

Then there was Suisei and Calli, whose music i also reall enjoy, and that led me to find the Vsinger subgenre as a whole, Kamitsubaki, Nagase Yuka, HACHI, yosumi, somunia, etc, etc... artists i came to love so much that i would've never found if it wasn't because of her, not to mention the awesome people i managed to meet because she got me to love this genre.

Even after i outgrew the whole streaming part of Vs and stuck to just the musician ones, Mel was pretty much the only one i'd still watch on the regular, she's such an enjoyable person to listen to, even if it was a topic i didn't personally cared much about or serious subject matters that are hard to touch on, i always admired how she could talk about pretty much anything always with the same amount of measure and charisma.

And then she started getting into making music again, and i was so, so happy about that she did. Although she can't really sing live, she still has so much potential as a singer, so freaking much, like not only she has an impressive range, which she can nail, albeit with some studio help (see: the Towa duet) but just by her also being a natural at voice acting, you get stuff like her cover of "Kochira, Koufuku Anshinkai Desu", which is to this day one of the more impressive performances i've ever seen.

Which i think is what made this such a heavy punch in the gut for me, i don't think i'm that shaken because she's leaving, everyone knows it will happen eventually; or the circumstances of it, which while i understand the gravity of, there's only so much information to be extrapolated there to make any assumptions. It's because she was stopped dead in her tracks at such a promising moment in her career, she had an album, wrote a couple of short songs herself, stuff i never thought i'd see from her again, and then for this year she had 10 whole covers prepared, plus the upcoming collab with honeyworks, which was a dream come true since she is a massive fan of that franchise.

I was so happy to see how strong she was going with making music again, given that her singing was how i found out about her in the first place, and what introduced me not only to a world of good music, but music that changed me as a person, that i could turn to when i was in my darkest places. I know how selfish this sounds, but i was happy not only to see her working so hard to finally realize her potential, but also so that, to me, she could be an even bigger part of this world she introduced me to.

I don't want to dwell too much on the termination bit, mainly because there's not really enough factual information given to make sense of it one way or the other. I've seen and really do appreciate the fan consensus that "it was most likely accidental" or "they didn't want to but didn't have a choice", and while i'd want to accept it as the truth so badly, i can't pretend that coming to that conclusion without anything factual to go by isn't just grasping at straws.

I have to remember that i don't really know *her* and what she would or wouldn't do. I know Yozora Mel, i know (#), and to be clear, i don't personally believe her to be the type to do something too reprehensible, but i can't forget that that is only an assumption just because i like her very much.

I hate the fact that i'm even having to rationalize this, it's such a sudden thing with so little explanation given...

I can only hope that Yozora Mel is remembered fondly, as sour as everything about this is, i hope she's not seen as a blemish on Hololive's history or a "thing" to be forgotten, it shouldn't be like that for anyone and just knowing that there are people out there that can think so lowly of real human beings kills me.

However badly they screw up, no one deserves that, and she doesn't either.

I trust that she'll be alright, i mean, she's been at it for 5.8 years as Mel (and 13 in total, i think), and went through worse stuff before coming back beaming like the sun. As much of a "genius" she is, especially in light of this situation, in general, she's someone who knows her stuff. I just sincerely hope she doesn't give up on singing, even if not all of her dreams can come true now, her ambition doesn't have to stay behind with Yozora Mel. she can do so much more, i know that for a fact.

#warning: big block of text #I've been trying to write something coherent for hours now this is the best i could do #i'm so tired #emotionally and mentally #hololive #yozora mel

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born-to-lose · 1 year

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can u go thru when i dont have u line by line please ... so interested 2 hear the choices behind each bit

Full heartbreaking analysis under the cut

What will I do

When your scent on your shirt disappears

For Valentine's Day, my love gave me a sleeveless shirt he's had for years so it smells like him a lot. It feels like home and good memories because the sheets of the holiday home where I spent my summers at the North Sea as a child smelled the same. Since I got it, I've been smelling it every night before going to sleep in an attempt to memorize the scent and when it's not too cold, I sleep in it. But I've also been worried about the scent fading over time and about me forgetting how he smelled at some point.

When your lipstick's all used up

For my birthday, he gave me a dark pink/red lipstick, which has sort of become my signature shade when I go out. I can't get this brand and exact lipstick in my country, so I would have to get it imported from the UK when it's used up (it also accidentally melted a bit and broke off after a while ago and I somehow fixed it but the cute little pattern isn't there anymore). Even if I did get a new lipstick in that shade, it would still not be the same as applying the one that was hand-picked by the love of my life.

When I want new pictures of you

Because I've looked at the old ones a million times

I still keep a framed photo of him on my bedside table because I can't bring myself to put it away in a box or even just my desk or shelf. In addition to that, my usual way of coping with missing him was (and still is) looking at the pictures I have of him on my phone, but after a while you want new ones because you just miss their face so much, you know?

What will I do

When I don't have you anymore

The main question of this whole poem, and also of this whole week. Actually, what will I do now? I'm still trying to figure that out.

When I can't call you every week

We used to have weekly video calls and every week without a date (because one of us was busy or didn't feel well) was rough for me and the thought of them never happening at all kills me.

When I can't hear you laugh and sing

I'm absolutely in love with his singing voice. He used to sing a few songs on request for me and even recorded some so I can listen to them whenever I want. His laugh is my favourite sound in the world and I was always so happy when I could make him laugh.

When we don't stay up late talking about everything

Especially in the first months and on weekends, we stayed up really late on some nights to talk about all kinds of things and I enjoyed those conversations more than I can say.

What will I do

When you're not in my arms

Sadly, I never got the chance to have him in my arms, but I literally dreamed of that and still crave it so much. If I could hold him just for a moment, I would never let go.

When I miss your face next to mine

As we were long distance, I didn't actually have his face next to mine, but sometimes when we nearly fell asleep on video call, both of us wrapped in blankets, it just felt so nice and cozy.

When I don't feel your hands on me

Again, I never really did and this is too intimate to discuss, but a single touch from him, no matter in what context and with what intention, would make me melt.

When I can't play with your hair as you lay on my chest

Another thing I really wish I could do. He has beautiful hair and I've always wanted to play with it or braid it while we're cuddling.

What will I do

When your tapes are worn out

He made two mixtapes for me, which I think is the most romantic thing ever, especially because he used actual cassettes and didn't just create a playlist (although he also did that and it's almost 9 hours long). The parts where he talks in between the songs to explain why he added them or what we were talking about at the moment always make me smile, and I keep rewinding to the parts where he sings along so they're ingrained in my mind forever. He told me several times not to wear them out, but I'm afraid they will be eventually, so I'll need to get them digitalized just in case.

When the ink on your letters fades

We wrote each other letters and cards and I love rereading the ones he sent me. They still have their place in a letter rack on my desk and at some point in the future I'll put them in a box and keep them until I die, hoping they'll still be legible decades from now.

When your scented candle stops burning

For Christmas, he gave me a white pear and patchouli scented candle. Sometimes I light it so my room smells like him and it always makes me feel better when I do. It's a jar candle and I really hope it will last for a long time because like with the shirt, I have a thing for scents and associating them with people I love and if there's nothing like that left of him, I'll be devastated.

When the blood in your vial necklace turns brown

He made a blood vial necklace for me and I tried to make one too, but I couldn't get enough blood out without actually relapsing into cutting. I never leave the house without it because I want to carry part of him with me at all times and show him off a bit. The fact that it's his own blood and that we had a thing for blood and talked about literally giving each other our hearts makes it even deeper and more intimate to me. When it arrived by mail, the blood had already clotted a little and by now it's turned into a very dark, almost black, shade of red, which looks really pretty in sunlight.

What will I do

When you're gone and all I have

Even if for now, he isn't actually gone and still in my life, and most importantly not dead, it's still hard to shift from the blissful life together I've gotten so used to in the last 7 months to the situation I'm in now.

Are the things you've sent me

I'm scared of the day when he's not with me in any way and literally all I have are his gifts he sent me.

Your soft voice and pretty face in my head

As mentioned above, I adore his voice and he's the most gorgeous man I've ever seen. I'll never get that out of my head; even when I'm old and can't remember anything about myself, I hope he will always be in my memory.

And the memory of you and our time together

Over the course of our relationship, we made quite a few amazing memories (as far as possible when you live two countries apart) that I'll never forget, even if we had so many more plans for the future. Our time together was the best time of my life and he's by far my most important relationship I've ever had and ever will have. I'm pretty sure he's the love of my life and I will never be able or want to call anybody else than him "my love" because he will always be that to me. Honestly, I don't think I could ever love as deeply again as I love him.

#sorry this took so long but god i really put everything into this and now i'm crying #ask #zigmentality #barbi

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stitchlingbelle · 4 months

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Watching Avatar, the Grand Finale

I am NOT ready for this show to be over and I'm sure once I've sat with it a bit I'll be brimming with takes and hooking myself to AO3 with an IV. For now, let's see how they stuck the landing.

18. “Sozin’s Comet, Part 1: The Phoenix King”: Yikes, what an opener. When did Ozai go batshit? I never understand the burn it all down mentality from people who want to rule—what are you ruling over at that point?? Isn’t the point of your power-hunger to, you know, EXERT that power? Over other people? Can’t do that if they’re dead! I don’t envy Aang his moral decision here, especially since, again. He is 12. My kid is older! (Barely.) Loved the bit about Zuko being the expert Aang tracker, which, fair, glad he’s using it for good now. Adored seeing June again, she’s great fun. (Where is Iroh??) What IS this ambulant island Aang just found himself on? Oh well, at least it’s nice to have our boy back in focus after the last few Zuko-themed episodes. Not sure if Azula should be pleased about being Firelord if Firelord just became a subordinate position. Nor do I think this is going to go well. The Phoenix King reveal was creepy and well-done. (I keep forgetting that’s Mark Hamill and freaking out a little bit when I see it in the credits.)

19. “Sozin’s Comet, Part 2: The Old Masters”: IROH’S BACK. I legitimately cried when he grabbed Zuko and hugged him. It was lovely seeing the mentor squad and having the White Lotus stuff pay off. (Please let Iroh have his tea shop back!) The plan to split the group sounds interesting and also like a good storytelling choice, allowing Aang to go face off with Ozai without the others complicating the scene. The past Avatars were interesting, although Aang doesn’t seem to notice that none of them actually SAY to kill Ozai—they tell him to act, to be decisive, and to put his responsibilities before himself. Also, I will exempt the lion turtle from my usual cries of “wtf is with the ANIMALS on this SHOW” because as a Discworld fan I am predisposed to believe in giant magical turtles that carry landmasses around.

20. “Sozin’s Comet, Part 3: Into the Inferno”: Annnnd here we go. This was intense, although since we watched all four parts in a row, it was less cliff-hanger-y than it could have been. Iroh and team were obviously the optimistic part of the episode, giving you something hopeful before SLAPPING YOU IN THE FACE with the other three plotlines. Azula’s breakdown I did NOT see coming, and while it was a little abrupt and convenient, the paranoia does make sense as both a fatal flaw and a logical reaction to Mai and Ty Lee’s rebellion. (Also she 100% would have tried to blast Katara regardless of her state of mind, I don’t know why they didn’t see that coming.) Sokka/ Toph/ Suki’s plotline was actually the most wrenching, to me—the stakes were obvious and sickening, they were horrifically outnumbered, and the sense of danger felt very real. (They didn’t kill Suki, right? Guess I’ll find out in like twenty minutes but still.) Aang’s part of the story didn’t have much—I was proud of his stand and the fight kicked off well, I appreciated the lightning redirect, but I feel like the meat is coming in the next episode. This was just a fight scene so far, albeit a good one.

21. “Sozin’s Comet, Part 4: Avatar Aang”: I’m not ready for this to be over. Here we go. Again, the liberation of Ba Sing Se was just a grace note against the other fights, though I’m always happy to see Iroh and the mentor squad in action. (Belatedly it occurs to me that it would’ve been nice to see an old woman in that squad…) LOVED Katara’s defeat of Azula, immersing them like that was very cool. (What happened to Azula after all this? I hope Aang took her firebending too, or she’s going to be a problem.) Sokka and Toph continued to be the most intense part of the fighting for me. That broken leg, clinging to each other’s hands moment was very visceral, maybe because it wasn’t magic in nature. We can all picture broken bones and falling from great heights, you know? Thrilled that Suki survived and rescued them. (But kinda bummed Sokka lost his boomerang and sword). Aang reactivating the Avatar State at last was a fantastic OH SHIT moment. Just the way it went from “these guys are almost evenly matched” to “Ozai done fucked up” in a heartbeat was intensely satisfying. I was also happy with Aang getting to find a third path—taking Ozai’s bending was a very elegant solution. (And arguably an even more fitting punishment, since Ozai will suffer more in powerless disgrace than he ever would just dying. “To the pain” and all that jazz.) From a purely aesthetic view, I was happy when the comet left just because I was tired of the screen being solid orange for like an hour, but it did leave me with a lot of questions about the orbital mechanics here. (Are there fics with spacebenders? Please say yes.) The rest of the episode felt like it went really quickly, trying to wrap up in the leftover time—WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE DON’T FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED TO ZUKO’S MOM. Seriously??? Fine, fine, that’s what we call a sequel hook, I guess. But at least the final scene AT THE TEA SHOP YAY so happy for Iroh—ahem. At least the final scene was really cute. An expanded version of the Gaang, having fun together, getting to be kids again, getting to be friends, family (and eventually more, for Aang and Katara). Just getting to live. That’s what all the fighting was for. And there’s still magic in the world, and they can still fly. What more can you dream of?

#avatar: the last airbender

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longsightmyth · 1 year

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America reflects that she'll never play music except to entertain herself or others again, which like. Okay? Yes you're set for life? You don't need to sell your musical services to survive and get to play when you want anyway? How terrible?

Anyway, she says that would always have changed and ma'am no, if you had not joined the selection you would still be playing music for money.

I looked at myself in the mirror and realized I wasn’t bitter about that, not like I thought I’d be. I’d miss it, but it was just a piece of who I was now, not everything I was. There were possibilities in front of me no matter how the Selection unfolded.

I really was more than my caste.

I'm not sure how to explain why this feels so tacked-on and honestly kind of patronizing? Maybe because there is literally nothing barring America from playing instruments or singing when she feels like it. She isn't in any way prohibited from making music. She hasn't lost anything music-wise, so the Great Revelation that she is More Than Her Caste (which is lest we forget at least Three now if not One) feels unearned and honestly kind of weird. Of course America is happy. Aside from her freedom being utterly dependent on Maxon thing, which doesn't seem to bother her, her life has in basically all ways improved. Food, shelter, time to play music for fun, more education, literally doing whatever she feels like all the time, apparently 0 responsibilities... like I talk about how objectively being in this situation with Maxon is awful and creepy, but since neither America nor the book see it that way, what made her come to this realization?

Moreover, America has never felt confined by her caste. She has said repeatedly in her head with no questioning that she was happy as a Five, would have been happy as a Six, is happy as a Three, and now would be happy as a One. This is not a thing America has had to learn, because the book has utterly failed at showing how the castes actually affect America and the country at large. Her caste has never defined America, not because of her Strength of Character or whatever, but because the novel won't let it, and again, not in a purposeful sort of way. It's a direct consequence of the worldbuilding being shoddy, shallow, and inconsistent. The castes don't actually affect ANYTHING, not just America.

#myth rags on the one #myth rags on the selection

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feralandmoonstruck · 1 year

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Happy Sinful Sunday! Let's try to give your current suffering trio some good time. Here is a list of prompts, and you can use one or all or whatever you feel like doing:

Moon, ice, favourite song, hickeys, blushing

And an extra gif prompt:

I finally managed to mostly finish a scene for this. I hope you enjoy the fluff

WC: 1372

Ian tapped his leg in time to the beat of the music. The rain outside gave each car its own tiny universe as they crawled through traffic. Savanna sat next to him, engrossed in her phone. They existed in their own tiny, but separate, universes too. He assumed her attention would remain a million miles away for the entirety of the ride, if not for the entirety of their date, too. It wasn’t until the song switched over and her tiny “Oh.” pulled him out of his thoughts. He spun the dial to mute as quickly as he could.

“Vanna, I’m so sorry.”

She shook her head, “No, it’s fine. It’s actually kind of nice to listen to it with you again. Can we start it over?”

“Of course we can." His face softened as he skipped back to the beginning of the song.

For the first time since Savanna had found out about them, she finally looked as though she was starting to relax. The tension eased away from her body and she leaned toward him. Her voice was small as she began to sing the words. Ian couldn’t help but pick up the lyrics with her. Out of the corner of his eye he caught her smiling, and he finally began to relax, too. They sang softly together, each afraid to break this tenuous moment between them. As the music swelled into the chorus Savanna’s hand found his. Her touch was tentative at first, just her fingers resting on the back of his hand. He spread his fingers reflexively, inviting her to come closer if she wanted. She tucked her fingers into the space between his. They stayed like that until the end of the song and into the next one.

When the last chords of the song faded, Ian looked over at her. “Vanna,” he whispered.

“I miss this,” she confessed, “I miss us. And Miles, too. It hurts to be alone, and it hurts to keep hurting you both.”

They inched forward in traffic. “We miss you, too.”

Savanna nodded and withdrew her hand. “I’m sorry,” she whispered.

“It’s alright, you’re here now, and that’s what matters.”

She gave him a tiny smile then looked down at her hands. Her words were so soft he could barely catch them. “I've tried to fight it since you left, tried my hardest to let you go and make myself hate you. But Ian," she couldn’t look at him, "you still have part of my heart. You always have, and I can't let that go."

"Vanna, I-" Ian’s words trailed off. He closed his mouth, opened it again.

"Miles made it easier to forget you, but part of you still stayed lodged in my heart."

They were finally able to exit the highway. It wouldn't be much longer until they reached the restaurant; only a handful of minutes left.

Ian cleared his throat, "You never completely faded for me either."

Savanna was finally able to look up at him, "Miles made it easier to forget."

"He did." The admittance made Ian’s stomach twist. His heart lodged itself in his throat.

"He's good at that."

Ian glanced at her from the corner of his eye and caught the tiny smile lifting the edges of her mouth. The silence between them remained until they arrived at the restaurant.

Once they had been seated, Savanna broke the silence. "This feels weird."

Ian looked up from his menu, "That we're here?"

She nodded, "That we're here. That we're on a date. That it’s you."

"I'm sorry." His voice was low and full of sincerity.

"You don't have to be sorry, Ian. I'm not. Everything is just a bit surreal."

A fleeting smile crossed his face and then their server was there, taking their drink orders.

"I'm glad you accepted my invitation."

She looked up and smiled at him. It was still small and unsure, but it remained there until he had returned it.

"I'm glad you offered it. I hadn’t expected it, but I'm glad you did it."

"It’s been nice to have you around more. I've missed you."

"Even with how mad I was?"

"I won't say it wasn’t hard, but yes, even then."

Guilt crept into her voice, "I was so awful to you."

"Vanna you had every right to be angry. To be furious with us. But you stayed. You're still here. It feels like you're learning to trust us again."

She chewed her lip. "I am. Against all reason, I am."

"We can't help but love you, Vanna."

"Thank you," she said as she buried her face in the menu.

The server returned with their drinks, and was off again as quickly as she had come.

"Do you think-" Savanna stopped herself from finishing the sentence.

"Do I think what?"

She squirmed in her seat. "It’s nothing."

"You know you can tell me."

She shook her head, "It’s nothing. I promise."

"Do you know what you’re getting?" The change of subject was easy. Ian never pried or pressed her for more information if she didn't want to give it.

She spent a moment longer looking at the menu before reluctantly closing it. "I think so. What are you getting?"

"Guess," he teased.

Savanna pursed her lips, the corner of her mouth curling up in a sly smile. She opened her menu and ran through it again. "Alright, it's got to be the spaghetti alle vongole.”

Ian smiled, “Good choice.”

“Choice? You weren’t already getting that?”

“It seemed more fun to let you decide.”

She shook her head, “You’re just like I remember. Do you have Miles pick for you, too?”

“Sometimes,” he shrugged with a grin. “What are you getting?”

“Why don’t you guess.” She made a face at him.

“Knowing you it’s something with eggplant. Ratatouille maybe?”

“Good choice,” she mocked playfully. “I’m getting the involtini with spinach and ricotta.”

“That sounds delicious.”

“Would you like to try some?” The words sent a pang through her. How many times had she and Ian shared bites of one another’s food? And now? The memories and emotions flooded through her. Ian must have spotted a trace of it on her face because he paused, brow crumpling ever so slightly in concern. The familiarity of the look caused her breath to hitch.

“Vanna,” he said slowly, “are you alright?”

She ducked her head so that he couldn’t see the sudden shine of tears gathered in the corners of her eyes. “I’m fine.”

“Why don’t we get some air? Would you like that?”

She nodded.

“Alright, I’ll go find our waitress and let her know we’ll be back.” He stood up and left the table, which gave Savanna a moment to gather herself enough to straighten up and smooth her clothes.

When Ian returned, he held out a hand to her. She took it as though it were a lifeline in a torrential storm. Together, they left the restaurant and walked to a bench placed near the curb. They sat and Savanna let herself lean into him. No thought, no chiding herself or trying to talk herself out of it. She simply sought the comfort of his embrace. He wrapped an arm around her as she buried her face in his chest.

“Ian,” she said, her words muffled, “I, um, I think I,” she pulled away just enough to look up at him. “Could I kiss you?”

Ian brought his hand up to cradle her cheek. “My darling, you never have to ask.”

She straightened further and ghosted her lips against his. The feel of his mouth under hers, the familiarity of it drove her to deepen the kiss. If she kissed him hard enough, if she lost herself in him maybe it would erase all of the pain and anguish of the last few months. Ian’s fingers trailed into the hair at her temples. It had been so long, too long, since he’d last held her and kissed her. He didn’t want it to end. All too soon, she was pulling away. Her cheeks were stained pink and she wore a girlish smile; equal parts shy and happy.

“Would you like to go back inside?”

She nodded and took his hand.

#savanna and ian #fluff #romance

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aaronafgash · 15 days

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10 NEW SONGS - 4/14/24

It’s become clear that when you’re not completely ignoring your whole ass job, writing a whole ass article becomes much more difficult - who knew! Still aiming to get these out every week, just might not be a Friday / same day situation. Alas.

1. Hold Up - Sasha Keable

Sasha Keable has quietly dropped some gems in the past 4 to 5 years (I was shocked to discover that she’s the featured artist on Disclosure’s “Voices”, a song I've adored for years), but this single might be her best release to date. She confidently sings here over jazzy, electronic keyboard chords, giving us some modern … dare I say … Amy Winehouse vibes? At the very least, she sounds more like Amy than whatever the fuck is happening with this Back to Black movie.

2. Illusion - Dua Lipa

This sounds like early Dua, and I mean that in the best way possible. She’s been getting a weird amount of hate in the pop world - I think it’s hard to follow an album as incredible as Future Nostalgia, but none of these songs are bad at all. Leave her be!

3. The Kill - Maggie Rogers

A clear highlight from a really strong album in Don’t Forget Me, I fuckin’ love this. Her harmonies here are top notch, and the upbeat country / folk vibe she has going works so well with her voice and songwriting. This song is so good that I actually looked up tickets to her Milwaukee show in the middle of typing out this blurb.

4. Espresso - Sabrina Carpenter

Just a fun little girly-bop bop with bonus track vibes - I think she put this out for Coachella promo? Regardless, happy to add this to the library.

5. Nasty - Tinashe

Tinashe has quietly released some bangers since she blew up back in the day with 2 On - add this one to the list. I would go feral if I heard this drunk in a bar. I will go feral when I pay way too much to hear it at a bar via TouchTunes.

6. Player Two - Jordan Ward

Jordan Ward doesn’t miss and this is catchy as hell. Looks like it’s going to be featured in a movie I’ve never heard of based on the title - interesting. It kind of sounds like a cross between disco, yacht rock, and R&B.

7. Ash Roth! - Asher Roth

I was a MASSIVE Asher Roth fan back in the day, so I was thrilled to see that he dropped a new album this weekend. This was a clear highlight for me, as Asher introspectively reflects on himself and his career over a laid back beat, reminiscent of his Pabst & Jazz era. Dude can really rap and I’ve always said that. I’m also realizing now that he’s released multiple albums since 2020 that I never listened to, so that’s a rabbit hole I will absolutely be going down in the near future. At one point, a video existed on the internet of Asher Roth singing "Just Friends" by Musiq Soulchild live on stage, and while I can no longer locate this video, seeing that told me everything I needed to know about Asher Roth. I'll bet you had no idea I had this much to say about Asher Roth. I can't even explain it, I surprise myself too.

8. TWUG (That’s What U Get) - Jean Deaux

A great R&B beat and a solid vocal performance from Jean Deaux. I always find myself wanting more from her projects when I listen through, but she’s released great individual songs over the years.

9. magic - strongboi

Knew literally nothing about them before writing this but have since discovered that strongboi = Alice Phoebe Lou + a producer / collaborator? Alice Phoebe Lou fucking rocks, as does this song! Slayyy, niche indie queen. This sounds like a breezy summer day and I'm loving every second of it.

10. How? - Dhruv

Another artist I know very little about, but my god, Dhruv has a beautiful voice. I could listen to this man sing all day.

#Spotify

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blue-kyber · 9 months

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Ok. I NEED her dream house and corvette. I'm saving up. I know I'm a grown woman, but... Can I blame my childishness on my ADHD and autism? 'Cause I've never "acted my age." I've never conformed to how I "should" be. I've always been... not childish, but naive? - no, not that much anymore. I've learned a lot - have a child-like innocence when it comes to having fun? Wanting to do things that honestly make me happy?

I have a stable job, a college degree, a steady income, life experiences, I can take care of myself, I have responsibilities that I fulfill. But when it comes down to it, if I had the opportunity to jump around in a puddle and just enjoy a simple part of life, or bellyflop onto an innertube in a pool, or randomly skip, I'd do it. 🙂 See a low hanging tree branch to swing on? I'll swing on it - if I know it won't break. Climb that tree? Heck yeah! (not on private property. I can use judgement and still have fun.) When I turned 30, I had a swing contest with a kid on a swingset. He won; landed farther out on the sand than I did. I blame it on him being the weight of a sack of potatoes. :)

Climb that rock just to see the view from the top? Yes. (Did that last April, actually. It was fun getting back down. Climbing up was the easy part. I'm like a cat. "Oh shit. Now how do I get down? I did not think this through." I need to do push ups.)

I will STILL dance around in my living space singing into my hairbrush to an energetic bop from my spotify summer roller skating playlist - 'cause I'm a roller skater.

To me, it's just silly, fun, enjoyable, harmless things that provide the dopamine. It doesn't hurt anyone, or take advantage of anyone. It's just me enjoying being alive, and enjoying the planet I live on, ya know?

I want to be my dorky little quirky self without being judged based on the number of times I've been personally yeeted around the sun.

note: I haven't been to a trampoline park in years. Kinda want to go to one again. Those are so fun.

A part of me always knew that I had to find small ways to keep my inner child alive by never forgetting what it felt like to be a kid in happy times. Even to enjoy small things like fluffy clouds drifting overhead, or the happiness of dogs when their tails start wagging like mad, or watching people find joy in small animals. :)

I had to in order to stay sane, and alive.

Guys, I think I'm 22 (the Pixar soul.).

#Life #being an adult with a soul that wants to love life

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aibieharu · 1 year

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It was nice to see friends I hadn't seen in years because of the pandemic. I was so happy to see them and they were so happy to see me. The "excited to see you, eyes light up kind of greeting" made my heart incredibly happy. They couldn't recognize me at first, with my haircut. They said I'm glowing and blooming. That I looked so beautiful. I thought that was nice. I mean.. I don't think I look different?

But.. rather.. I feel different. Maybe there is a new glow to me?

I feel lighter, I don't remember feeling this happy and healthy in my life. I do feel beautiful. My heart, mind, and soul.

I did lose a little bit of weight. It was for myself. I wanted to be healthier. Twenty pounds. Small achievements make me happy.

This new chapter. I've been healing and learning more about myself. I can see myself how others see me. My best friend calls me sunshine. Full of light and light as a cloud. I do have moments when there are rainy seasons and I just want to wrap myself up in a blanket and just cry. I just let that feeling pass me by, I know a beautiful rainbow greets me in time.

I'm bubbly. Shy at times, under different circumstances, but have the superpower of striking up a conversation with someone and making them feel I've known them all my life. I'm actually pretty funny. I mostly stay at home, I like my own company. Sometimes I forget others like my company too. haha, I'm introverted but seen as extroverted. I laugh a lot, you'll find me giggling somewhere. I sing randomly, almost always towards my baby dog. I get that habit from my mom. I have a sweet tooth, macarons are my weakness. Korean dramas are my comfort when I need time to recharge. I'm short. I'm five feet to be exact. I know.. I only look taller in pictures.. haha sorry. Flowers, hugs, and BTS are my love language. I'm clumsy. I still have yet to fix my sleeping schedule. Trying to leave the team no sleep panda eyes. I love deeply and care deeply.

#thoughts

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dragongirl-brev · 1 year

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🎶✨when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool) 🎶✨

This has been sitting in my askbox for ages but I feel good today so let me share some music I love!

Beach Life-in-Death by Car Seat Headrest

This song is thirteen minutes long. It is noisy and the vocals are hard to hear and when my friend first sent it to me I didn't like it.

But I listened to it a few more times because I wanted to know why they liked the band so much, and I learned the song, and after ten listens it became my #1 favorite song.

It's really three songs in one, a lonely boy reminiscing on a failed relationship. And a current relationship. He was with a girl and now he's with a boy and he's depressed but finding little spots of happiness.

Also I cracked up when I finally heard the lyrics:

"I wrote Beach Death when I thought you were taken.

I wrote Beach Funeral when I knew you were taken.

I wrote Beach Fags... Well it wasn't about you. But it could have been!

...wait no, it couldn't have."

(have you ever been so in your feelings about a girl you forget what words mean)

:readmore:

God by Relient K

Relient K have been my favorite band since like middle school. And I still adore them. A strong sense of lyricism mixes perfectly with rock guitar and drums, and the band has matured alongside me. Air for Free is an album about struggling with adult life.

Growing up Christian, falling out of faith, and then coming back to faith, I've always appreciated that you can listen to most their songs as if they were singing about God, or as if they were singing about a human. But this one is pretty clearly about faith.

My favorite lyric here is "I believe in fear when I feel courageous," because it is so clearly not true. I believe in fear when I'm too anxious to leave my living room, but it's an encouraging sentiment, and repeating it to myself has helped when I'm overwhelmed by anxiety.

Oak & Ash & Thorn by The Longest Johns

These are the guys who sing the Wellerman song from Tiktok! The song is an old English folk song about trees. And a bit about pagan rituals in the woods. I love it.

Their voices are so rich and deep, it's a very fun song to sing along to.

You Were by Field Guide

This one's very new to me, from last summer. The rest of this guy's songs I'm not super into, but my goodness is this song gorgeous. It's a guy singing about a failed relationship (yes, again) but where CSH is noisy and indistinct Field Guide is precise and melancholy.

The vocals are honeyed and wistful, and this song is also very fun to sing along to. Also it's become my theme song for the guy I dated recently (past tense).

Graceland by Paul Simon

Usually my 80s tastes run more towards Def Leppard, but Graceland captivated me the first time I heard it. It's a cheerful song about coming to terms with what you've lost, and making peace with old ghosts. It's very important to me.

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OUGH that's five and still so many more I want to share.

Lonesome Dreams by Lord Huron (folk rock)

Cutting my Fingers Off by Turnover (music for sad boys & girls)

Talking to Myself by Watsky (rap)

Dirty Paws by Of Monsters and Men (pop rock with a Scandinavian accent)

Girl of the Year by FM Static (punk rock)

#music #music recommendation #lovely asks #lovely anon #thirstybloggin #this was actually really fun. let me send it to people now :3

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glitteryprinceenthusiast · 1 year

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How I Became A K-pop Fan

Many of us describe ourselves as ‘fans’ of something, whether it be a book, movie, TV show, sports team, or YouTube channel.

I am that KDRAMA fan who’s never immersed in KPOP. I know BTS, for sure. But I was not interested. In my head, I even questioned my mutual friends who are fans of KPOP. I mean, do you even understand what they’re singing? I often asked. The best stretch that could lead me to KPOP is listening to KDRAMA OST. I remember that phase when our country was so obsessed with Goblin’s Beautiful.

So me being a k-pop fan is such an unexpected moment that I have never been thought I would last longer. It was such a wonderful journey, discovering different idols, different characteristics and different struggles before they achieve their popularity. Everything change when me and my cousins where talking about some artist and we both found out about this k-pop boy group named EXO. Actually the first time I hear their songs, it felt so unfamiliar with me since i've always been listening to west artist. But despite of their language, there's a part of me, that makes me think that I can understand what they meant for. Later on, few months have passed by and I just found myself downloading all their MV's, pictures and I am always present with their V live's every single fan meet. I am very amaze with the way how they portray different persona in every MV, the production, the music, the song and the message they were trying to portray on.

I spent my whole day, listening songs by EXO-CBX pecifically and liked quite a few. That drove me to watch some music videos (MVs) and started to like all their other songs too. It was during that time that I first came across BTS. Many of the articles i've read compared EXO with BTS and based on limited understanding at that time. I figured that the fandoms EXO (EXO-L) and BTS (ARMY) were the largest in the world of k-pop boy group that time. Being a newbie in k-pop fandom, every single terms like "stan", "bias", "debut", "fan chants", "comeback" and many more seems very new to me. But later on being a fan means, trying their best to be part of a clan, memorizing all their song lyrics and fan chants make me realized that being a k-pop fan is so fun.

Two years have been passed by and i'm literally avid fan of them for two years. I feel like I really knew them very well. I meet a lot of my co-army's. I joined a lot of GC's and followed all of them in Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook. On May 28, 2018, I literally can't forget this moment, BTS won an award for the Best Social Artist at the Billboard Music Awards. I watched the whole event live on Tv. They performed their new song release entitled Fake Love for the very first time. And I was so mesmerized to see them perform to the point that I literally cry. It was the first time I saw them performing live.

Between June to September 2018, I spent my free time watching Bangtan content on their YouTube channel. And that's the first time I realized I am stanning the right group. I watch all behind the scenes, that make me realized that in every film of their MV's their is a message that they portrayed on. That behind their popularity is a 7 boy's trying all their best for their fans to be happy. Behind their successful life covers the truth that they are not free that are caged for the sake of popularity. I admire them for being not just an idol but for being a great inspiration for me. Ever since that they, I set my standards high and rooting for my success to see them in personal. I admire them for inspiring me to continue fighting in this chaotic life. They don't know that their music is like a medicine to me. They did not just sing and dance their, they are inspiring thousand's and millions of people all over the world. ''I am so happy that I didn't waste my teenage life flirting over a man, since I spend my life stanning over the 7 Anpanman."

Anyways, I can see how similar story and experiences every ARMY'S are. We all started to love BTS while starting a new journey in life. I'm rooting for their success. And I will continue being an ARMY forever. To all of my Co-ARMY'S out their. We Purple You!💜

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