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Summary: can u write an imagine with reader and drew starkey being at the beginning of the dating stage (met through friends and even though they both really like each other they haven’t revealed their love face to face) so during a party reader saw drew talking with a few actress, influencers, LA girls and she gets jealous and insecure so she starts distancing herself to him thinking that she doesn’t deserve him and she’s too ugly for him but she doesn’t explain herself and drew thinks that he had done something bad and after weeks decide to have a discussion annnnd they both revealed their feelings.

Warnings: Discussions of body image issues, alcohol use, I think that might be everything?

Author’s Note: Sorry this is so long - I started writing and kept going. It’s been a busy few days so I haven’t been writing as much but hopefully I’ll be back to it now :)

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The thing about being in the celebrity world was that, eventually, everyone was connected. Whether it was a friend of a friend who worked with another guy on a film ten years ago, or it was a neighbour’s neighbour - everyone eventually got to someone else. That’s how you’d met the majority of the people that you considered friends in the industry. You’d released your first album three years ago but it still felt like you were taking your first steps in being ‘famous’. Thankfully, you’d met some good people - Kelsea had become like a sister to you and she’d taken you under her wing instantly. Since she’d started dating Chase, too, she’d been introducing you to more and more people - notably, Drew. She knew that you two would hit it off when she introduced you at a party and you clicked almost instantly, spending the entire night talking in a booth away from the crowd. Since then, he texted you everyday, he’d become the guy you rang when you were walking home or in a taxi on your own, the one you texted to say a quick ‘home safe’. He sent you stupid videos he found online, and facetimed you to listen to him run his lines, or when he needed help with what to wear to an event. Drew was just… nice, you know?

“Okay, sorry, I’m back,” His face pops back into the frame of the facetime call as he sits back down on the couch and picks up his phone from where it was sat pointing up towards the ceiling, “My food arrived.”

“What did you order?” You ask, propping your phone up against the coffee machine on your counter so that you could open your own bag of takeout food.

“I went for chinese food,” He grins, pulling out the boxes of takeout.

“Me too,” You laugh, “But the good place was closed so I had to order from the kind of shitty one.”

“You hate the kind of shitty one, you’re going to eat the chicken and say that it’s a bit dry and that your rice doesn’t have enough flavor, and then you’re going to complain that your takeout night was ruined.”

You narrow your eyes at him through the screen, “That happened one time! How do you even remember that?”

Drew chuckles and sets his phone down so that he can eat, leaning it against the lamp beside his couch so that he’s still visible in the frame, “I remember things (Y/L/N).”

“Okay, which film did you choose?”

“Oh, I picked a terrible one, you’re going to love it. And I think if we try a few times we’ll be able to get the timing perfect this time.”

~~~

“Okay so what are we actually going to tonight?” You ask Kelsea, laying back against the cushions on her bed as she potters around the room, deciding on her outfit.

“It’s a party, I don’t know anything more than that,” She laughs, “It’s meant to be good though, it seems like everyone in LA is going.”

“I don’t like these things, they’re so stressful,” You grumble, pulling the hood of your hoodie up over your head.

“Well maybe if you started getting ready you’d feel more up for it a-“

She’s cut off by the sound of a key in the door, followed by two familiar voices laughing as they walk in. The pair round the corner and you’re met with the sight of Chase and Drew coming into the apartment.

“Hey honey,” Chase grins when he sees Kelsea, going over to kiss her quickly, wrapping an arm around her waist.

“Hey (Y/N),” Drew wiggles his brows, slipping off his shoes and flopping down onto the bed next to you, he looks at you and puckers his lips exaggeratively.

“Grow up,” You roll your eyes, turning around so you can rest your head against his chest sideways, your legs dangling off the side of the bed as he stretches down the length of the mattress.

“(Y/N) I need you to talk some sense into Drew here,” Chase encourages, “He doesn’t want to come tonight.”

“I mean, I’m not up for it yet either,” You shrug, “I need like a shot or two and then I’ll be more in the mood to party.”

“Shots, okay, we can do shots,” Chase nods, “How about you two can start getting ready, and we’ll make dinner, and we’ll get some drinks. Sound good?”

“I didn’t agree to make dinner,” Drew points out, “Frankly I can’t think of anything worse.”

You reach a hand back to poke at his ribs and he flinches back from you, locking an arm around your neck and shoulders to trap you against him. He uses his other arm to tickle at your sides until you’re writhing underneath his touch.

“Drew!” You squeal, fighting to get away from him, your legs flailing.

Chase and Kelsea look at each other with a knowing expression, like they were watching the start of a film they already knew the ending to - a sort of inevitability that it seemed impossible to avoid.

~~~

You spend the next hour or two getting ready with Kelsea, changing your outfit three times before settling on one - a black crop top with spaghetti straps and a pair of wide leg black pants, heels underneath that were practically hidden by the excess length of the trousers.

“You guys ready to go? The uber’s here!” Chase calls out, knocking a couple of times on the door of the bedroom before poking it open just an inch or two before opening it fully, “Alright, good to go?”

“Yeah, yeah, let’s go,” Kelsea nods, smoothing her hands over her dress.

When she goes over to him, he wraps an arm around her and tells her she looks beautiful, kissing her shoulder. You follow behind and see Drew waiting for you as the other two leave just ahead.

“Well don’t you scrub up well,” He grins, reaching out his elbow for you to link an arm with his, still taller than you even with your heels on.

“Not so bad yourself, Starkey,” You laugh, holding your hand around his bent arm to help you walk with him.

“Okay, so, how long do we have to stay at this thing tonight?” Drew asks, stepping forward and reaching out a hand for you to take as you’re about to descend the stairs.

“Come on, it’ll be fine, at least we know a few people that will be there,” You point out, “Can’t be that bad.”

“You’ll be regretting saying that later, I promise,” He shakes his head, waving his hand a little more in front of you, “Come on, hurry up.”

He’s wearing a dark green button up shirt and black carpenter jeans, baggy around his legs. It seems to darken the features of his face, defining the freckles around his nose and cheeks, lessening the normal brightness in his eyes. His hair is growing out now from him shaving it for Outer Banks and you’re sure it gives him an innocence beyond what anyone else saw. You loved it most when it was messy, a hundred directions on his head, a sort of carelessness to it.

“Are you coming or what?”

It’s Chase that calls up from the bottom of the stairwell. And you realise for all of the time you’d been staring at Drew, admiring him, he’d been staring at you too.

~~~

The party is already busy when you arrive and there’s people queuing up outside to try to get in. Drew links arms with you as you get out of the car, like he’s constantly scared you’re on the brink of falling whenever you’re in heels. It’s in a club, already littered with tens too many bodies, and music that pounds from the walls, chatter drowned out by the noise.

“Let’s go get us some drinks,” Drew says into your ear and he moves his hand from your arm to press on the small of your back, guiding you in front of him as if he would shield you from the growing crowd behind.

You slip through non-existent gaps in the crowd until you eventually break through to the bar, waiting in the queue with Drew behind you. His hand falls to your waist, his body towering over you from behind and his eyes seemingly on full alert for everything and everyone around you.

“A tequila sprite and a rum and coke please,” You call over the bar to the server who nods at you with a smile, taking two glasses to prepare the drinks.

Drew shifts into the space beside you and leans his forearms on the bar, “Are you trying to get me-“

“Hey!” It’s a voice from beside him that interjects, a girl.

She’s about your age, you think, with makeup that you’re certain you couldn’t match even with the best products. She must be a model, and her outfit is like something straight from a runway. You’re suddenly aware of how itchy your top feels around your chest, and how your trousers don’t seem to be sitting in the right place on your waist anymore. But you ignore it, turning back to the bartender as he pours in the rest of your drink.

“Have we met before?” She asks to Drew, her hand falling to his upper arm.

He looks at her with a frown, “No, no, I don’t think so. I guess I would remember if we did.”

“Well, yours is a face I definitely wouldn’t forget,” She smiles in return, “Who did you come with tonight?”

“Just a few friends,” He returns.

You pause with the drinks glasses in your hand, suddenly hyperaware of how the condensation seems to scratch with the cold against your palms. A few friends. He wasn’t wrong. You and him were just friends, right?

“Well, maybe if your friends don’t mind you could come and dance with me,” The girl smiles, her hand not yet moving from his arm.

“Yeah, well, maybe I’ll see you around.”

With that, she disappears and Drew turns back in your direction, raising his eyebrows at you.

“Oh, um, here,” You clear your throat, stretching out an arm to give him his drink.

He takes it from you and smiles, taking a sip, “Alright, should we go find the other two?”

You nod and follow behind him in the crowd, he stretches an open hand back as if offering for you to take it but you pause before doing so. It was still undecided in your mind if that was a good thing or a bad thing that he’d been so completely nonchalant. Like that had just happened and it didn’t mean anything. Did it not mean anything because he wasn’t trying to flirt back? Or did it not mean anything because he didn’t think you should care if he was flirting?

After a second too long without your hold, Drew turns back to look for you, eyes flicking between you and his empty hand as if reminding you that he needed to know you were there. You place your hand in his palm and let his fingers wrap around you, not making any move to hold his hand back, just yet.

You meet up with Kelsea and Chase and end up on the dancefloor. Your drink is finished by now and so is another and another, and at some point you’d all done two rounds of shots. Drew is dancing beside you, his arm bumping yours as he moves, trying to make you laugh with every exaggerated dance, or every effort to shout the lyrics of every song he recognised.

At some point, a group of girls are dancing beside you and one of them reaches out to tap Drew on the shoulder. He turns around one another of the girls reaches a hand out for him to take, spinning herself around and starting to dance with him. Chase nudges you and points in that direction as if you hadn’t seen it in the first place, watching as Drew gets engulfed by the group, dancing with them as they laugh at his moves. Kelsea glances in your direction and her brows drop as if concerned, as if worried for your reaction. You force yourself to smile at her and tear your eyes away from Drew, taking a long sip of your drink.

This was silly. You couldn’t keep thinking about this. But the more you thought about not thinking it, the more you thought about it. And you found yourself looking to the group of girls more and more often. They were all in different dresses, and you were sure you recognised their faces from the TikToks that could come up on your for you page of ‘get ready with me’ videos or ‘get dressed with me to go to…’ videos, another two of them you’ve seen at a fashion week before. They’re gorgeous. Their makeup still looks pristine even after hours of being in this hot club. And you’re suddenly aware of how yours is starting to feel more obvious on your face, how your foundation probably doesn’t look as good as it did when you left. How the curl of your lashes has probably dropped by now, your lipgloss non existent. You’re thinking of everything.

When you look back again, Drew’s leaning down to the height of one of the girls so that she can speak into his ear. He laughs at something she’s said and pulls away slightly, his eyes catching yours as his gaze flicks away from her. He smiles but you find yourself looking away before you can think to smile back, feeling slightly less comfortable amongst the party of unknown people.

~~~

You’d stayed at Kelsea’s that night, sleeping in her spare room, and you’re up before she is, a cup of coffee in hand as you’re sat on her balcony.

“Hey, honey,” Her voice cuts in as you’re halfway through your cup of coffee, “How long have you been up?”

“Not long, the pot’s still full if you want some,” You smile, tucking your feet underneath you on the chair.

“I’ll grab some in a minute,” Kelsea responds, sitting down on the other chair, “So, how are you doing after last night?”

You look at her and ponder giving a dismissive response but her face is too genuine to try and lie to, “I- I don’t know how to feel.”

“Okay, well I’m just going to start this by saying you’re allowed to feel upset, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“I don’t know if I am though Kels, like me and Drew are just friends - why would I think that I have any place to feel any type of way about him and girls from clubs, you know?” You shake your head, taking a sip of your coffee to stop your bottom lip from trembling, “I just… me and him… I’ve never seen him with girls like that, so I didn’t know what to think.”

Kelsea nods, knowing to let you speak before she says her piece.

“I know we’re friends, and that’s fine. But I just saw those girls and I saw the way they were with him and they looked so… and they had this like confidence and they just…” You take in a shaky breath, “I’m not them. I’m not going to be them.”

“Oh honey!” Kelsea comes off from her chair and crouches in front of you, her hands on your knees, “(Y/N) you don’t need to be them. Drew doesn’t want you to be them. Do you know that? I see the way he is with you, the way he talks about you, that’s not the way you talk about someone if you’re just friends. Those girls, the club, last night, they were coming up to him, he wanted to be with you. I know he did.”

You want to believe her. But even the mention of his name forces the thoughts of last night back into your head, cycling through them like snapshot images, each one a little clearer and stinging just a little more.

“I’ll be okay,” You reach one of your hands down to squeeze Kelsea’s, “It was just one night. It’s okay.”

She furrows her brows and rubs her thumb over your knee, “Alright, I’m going to go and wake Chase up before he’s late for his press stuff.”

Kelsea disappears back inside and you sip down the rest of your coffee, drawing your legs up to your chest and trying to breathe out the tightness between your lungs, blinking away the blur of tears from your eyes.

~~~

It’s a day later when you realise you can only go so long avoiding Drew - perhaps less time than you’d originally thought that it would take. He had texted you a bunch yesterday, originally a good morning text, then turning into a couple of videos he thought were funny, ending the video string with one about when ‘the one person you speak to doesn’t reply’. By the night, he sent you one message saying that he was starting to get worried now that you hadn’t replied, and that he just wanted to check if you were okay. Today, he had called you in the morning and then followed up from his other text saying he was probably just being stupid but he wanted to make sure you were good. You reply with a simple;

Just been busy, got studio sessions coming up. Speak soon

You debate sending a heart at the end but delete it before pressing send. He reads it straight away and responds;

Fuck me I’m just glad you’re alive, felt weird going more than a day without speaking to you!! Hope your studio sessions go well, superstar <;3

You like the message and lock your phone, the same tightness settling on your chest as you’d had at the club, as you’d had yesterday morning. Your breath turns shaky again and you try to ignore it.

The next few days go relatively the same - Drew texts you in the morning, sends you something that reminds you of him or tells you to listen to a song that he’s found. You reply a few hours later with a short response or just react to the message, not wanting conversations to carry on like they normally do.

Another couple of days in, he calls you as you’re leaving the gym and you wait for it to go to voicemail, listening to it as soon as the notification comes through.

“Hey, superstar. I wasn’t sure if I’d get through to you, but I’m guessing you’re busy, um, just calling to say… well, I don’t know what I’m calling to say. Just that I miss you, I mean it’s only been a few days but… I don’t know. Feels weird not talking to you, so call me when you get the chance, let’s make plans or something. Alright, I’ll leave you to… well, I don’t know what you’re doing, which is weird, it feels like I always know what’s going on with you… um … whatever, call me back, or don’t if you don’t want to, I don’t know I-“

It cuts off after that and you’re just met with the monotone voice of your voicemail asking if you want to repeat the message. You listen to it once, twice again, finding comfort in the sound of his voice for those digital seconds.

Your finger hovers over his contact as you think of calling him back but you shift it to the text button instead.

hey! sorry i didn’t get to my phone in time - just been busy with the new album so the days are just going too fast. not sure when i’ll be free, i’m sorry

He reads it instantly and the elipsis bubble appears to say he is typing, disappearing and then reappearing a couple of times.

i told you not to forget me when you were famous (y/l/n). I miss you!!!!

You bite your bottom lip to stop yourself from crying at the words, reluctant to try to come up with any response that would feel fitting.

speak soon !!

~~~

It’s another week later when Kelsea invites you over for dinner, one of those sort of ‘no isn’t an option’ invites. You turn up with a bottle of wine and she wraps you in a bear hug when she sees you, a hand on your shoulder before she lets you come into the apartment.

“What’s going on?” You frown, looking at the slightly panicked expression on her face.

“Okay, don’t be mad,” She winces, “But Chase didn’t realise you were coming tonight and Drew’s here before they go out for dinner with the cast. He’s been asking about you.”

You shrug your shoulders, shake your head, “No, it’s okay, don’t worry. We’re friends, it’s fine.”

She furrows her brows a little, “Are you sure?”

“Of course!” You force a smile that you’re certain is believable enough and she must believe you, leading the way into the kitchen where there’s already a dinner cooking on the stove.

“Hey (Y/N)!” Chase gets up as you walk in, hugging you quickly.

You hug him back and, over his shoulder, spot the sight of Drew standing from his chair at the kitchen island.

“Hey stranger!” He raises his brows, “Where’ve you been?”

“Just a busy couple of weeks,” You nod, tightening your grip around the bottle of wine, “Been a bit M.I.A I guess.”

“Yeah, just a little,” He smiles softly, his eyes seeming to yearn for a little piece of you to come back to him, “Well it’s good to see you.”

You clear your throat, “You too.”

You try not to notice the way he watches you as you cross the kitchen, taking your jacket off and finding a bottle opener in the drawer to open the wine. You avoid eye contact when he watches your move to grab a glass from the shelf, pouring a portion of the liquid into the glass and swirling it around.

When you take a seat at the island, it’s the one furthest away from him. And when his eyes find yours then, it’s like they’re full of worry for his defeat - like this had just confirmed every thought that had been going through his head for the past week and a half. You, once again, find yourself trying to ignore the tightness in your chest, the way it restricts your breath as if he’s pulled it into him. Your eyes turn away from him as soon as you can force yourself to.

You’re just leaving Kelsea’s that night when you see the call come through. You’re almost a full bottle of wine in and it’s late as you’re descending the elevator to get to your Uber.

Your phone buzzes and your lowered inhibitions are the only reason you answer.

“Hello?”

“(Y/N),” His voice sounds slightly breathless on the other end of the phone, “You answered.”

“What’s happening Rafe?”

“Um…” He clears his throat and it crackles down the phone line, “Chase just said that Kelsea texted saying you were heading home. I figured you’d be getting a taxi.”

“I am,” You return, “I’m going down to it now.”

“I always call you when you’re getting a taxi.”

You swallow the lump in your throat, “No, you don’t need to-“

“I always do (Y/N). We’ve known each other for seven months, and I always call when you’re in the taxi, why wouldn’t I?”

“Have you been drinking, Drew?”

“Have you?”

Both of you are silent.

“Is that the only reason you answered?” He asks and you’re sure you can hear a shake in the words.

You don’t respond.

“What’s going on, (Y/N)?” There’s definitely a shake now, somewhere close to a tremble, “Why does it feel like I’m losing you?”

“You’re not losing me I’ve just been b-“

“Don’t say you’ve been busy,” He quips, “You’re always busy, but you always make time. This isn’t that, this is different.”

You’re silent.

“Answer me (Y/N),” He doesn’t raise his voice, but the tension in his words seems heightened, harsher.

“Are you free tomorrow?”

“I’m free now,” He responds, “I’ll be at yours in half an hour.”

It might be the remaining buzz of alcohol in your system, or the sight of your taxi driver turning into the road, your way home, to Drew, but you don’t think twice when you say;

“Okay.”

~~~

A painfully slow thirty minutes later, Drew buzzes your front door to come up to your flat. He lets himself in and you’re sat waiting as if counting the seconds of him ascending in the elevator. You’ve drank a bottle of water by now and the wait has seemed to sober you up quicker than usual. And then there’s a knock at your apartment door and you’re sure your heart stops as you open it.

He’s wearing a shirt that’s unbuttoned at the top, wrinkled around the bottom from where it had been tucked in but wasn’t anymore. He looks disheveled as if he’d rushed to get here before the minutes caught up with him, or perhaps before you changed your mind.

“Hi,”

“Hi,” He breathes out, “You look beautiful.”

You were wearing a baggy t-shirt that hung around your thighs, a pair of gym shorts underneath, your hair pulled back from your face in a bun with strands seeming to fall out on their own accord, no makeup on your face but your cheeks rosy from the wine in your system.

“Do you want to come in?”

He steps through your front door and you step past him to close it. Drew doesn’t make any effort to move further and neither do you. He’s just stood in your hallway looking at you and you’re stood with your back a few feet from the front door, somewhat feeling isolated now you knew he wasn’t leaving.

“What’s going on (Y/N)?” His shoulders drop as if he just needed to get the words off of his chest, a relief slipping over his features to finally say the words to your face.

“I-“ You take in a deep breath, “I just feel like things are weird between us.”

“They’re weird, yeah,” He scoffs, “They’re weird because you’ve been avoiding me.”

Drew laughs then and you find yourself letting out a little laugh too, the two of you gripping onto the pieces of normality that still remained.

“Did something happen at that party? Because I’ve been wracking my brain and that’s the last night I can remember where it felt like things were normal. And since then I’ve barely seen you. Did something happen? Did I do something? Did I say something?”

You shake your head and wrap your arms around yourself as if you’re cowering away from the idea of having to admit to anything.

“(Y/N)…”

“I hated it-“ You stop yourself, letting your thoughts gather, “We were at that party and I hated it. These girls were flocking to you and flirting with you and chatting to you and all I could think about was how much I hated it. Which is stupid because I have no reason to feel like that but I couldn’t help it and then I hated that I felt like that because I-“

“(Y/N), breathe,” Drew steps towards you, his hand reaching out and lacing with yours.

The contact seems to ground you, his eyes burning into your skin but somehow seeming to calm the raging fire of your nerves.

“I know I have no reason to be jealous, I know that, but I just,” You shake your head, “I was jealous.”

“You were jealous,” Drew returns, the corners of his mouth upturning with the slightest glimpse of brightness on his features.

“It’s stupid because I know we’re just friends and I know that I don’t want to lose that and-“

“You were jealous,” He’s really fighting back a smile now, but it seems to fight harder against him as his lips stretch into a grin.

You look up at him then, your eyes locking with his, you’re sure you forget how to breathe for just a second.

“Why didn’t you just tell me?” His brows furrow for a second but he doesn’t seem to lose the joy on his face.

“I just-“ You look down again, “I didn’t want things to be weird between us, or for you to lie and say that you felt the same way.”

Drew moves his free hand up and presses a thumb underneath your chin, his index finger bending around the front to push your chin upwards, guiding your eyes towards him, guiding you back to him. His eyes are sincere, flicking between either of yours.

“It wouldn’t be a lie.”

You open your mouth and close it again, words catching on your tongue as you’re sure your whole body is going to freeze in this exact spot. Perhaps it wouldn’t be such a bad thing - to stay in this moment.

“But maybe next time you’re feeling jealous, just tell me. Does that sound good to you?” He dips his head just slightly, his fingers not moving from around your chin.

You laugh lightly and nod your head, “That sounds good.”

He chuckles and moves his hand around to cup your cheek, his thumb rubbing over the skin, “And those girls? They’re not you.”

You feel your cheeks heat under his touch, his gaze, his words, “Not me?”

Drew shakes his head, “I don’t think anyone could come close,” He hums, dropping his head closer to you until his lips are just an inch from you, breath hot over your features.

In just a second, his lips press to yours, softly as if savouring the feeling of the first time. His hand moves from yours to instead drop to your hip, guiding you backwards until your back is flush against the door. With the contact, he deepens his kiss against your lips, his fingers slipping back into your hair.

When he pulls away, you’re both a little breathless against each other.

“God I’ve waited so long to do that,” He mumbles, pressing his forehead against yours, a smile crawling onto his lips.

“Next time please don’t wait so long,” You laugh, your arms moving to link your hands behind his neck.

“I don’t plan on it,” Drew smirks, dipping his head once again to kiss you, more sure of himself than before.

And, then, you’re sure. You’d stay locked in this moment if you could.

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⭑Growing up with TOKIO HOTEL pt.3 ⭑

AN .°˖✧: It feels so good to be back writing!! I know I said I would have more time to work on my blog but unfortunately, this summer’s proven to be more busy with work than I anticipated. I hope you guys are still as invested in this little series as I am!! We’re finally getting to the band’s big breakthrough moment.°˖✧

This part may potentially feel slow and not very crucial but! It marks the transition between being a teen band that played at the local club into being blasted into stardom, so I suggest reading it through with just as much love and care :)

Before you read ~ Disclaimers .°˖✧

- The reader is established as songwriter/rythmic guitar/backup vocalist but! The role is barely mentioned so you should be able to imagine her as you please.

- I said “her” because in this series, the reader is female. This is merely for plot reasons as it is very interesting to touch upon the reality of being the only female member in a “boyband”

- As usual, this is heavily based off Bill’s autobiography “Career Suicide” (as well as stories told from the guys themselves in interviews, Kaulitz Hills, q&a’s, et cetera) so expect heavy themes to be touched upon.

- Now that we’re getting into the main story, I must address that this series will be strictly platonic. For romantic interactions between the reader as 5th member and the band there will be separate posts. This is so I can allow you to imagine your own story based off my headcanons without imposing you a relationship.

WARNINGS: Underage drinking, underage smoking, mentions of depression, panic attacks, mature language, sexual themes addressed (non-explicit), “weirdos” (sadly, it’s the reality of the music industry).

Happy reading ~

We left this at what you really had gone to Hamburg for, making music.

Working with David Jost was like a treat. He taught you how to write an ear catching hook, the importance of a strong chorus, how to incorporate a bridge. He was like your music fairy godmother, and you loved it.

On Bill’s side, he grew impatient easily. He just wanted to put his thoughts on paper and sing. He wanted to instantly feel the bass shaking, the sound of the drums and shredding of the guitar.

Tom was rather interested by the production process of making a song. Back then, he didn’t know that little interest would grow into his biggest passion.

You spent days on end locked in a studio, conditionning your songs, coming up with new ones. Having gummy worm fights with Tom and reading shitty magazines with Gustav.

Nights on end destroying your fingers while coming up with new riffs and of course, attempting the riffs your producers shoved at you.

It was definitely a slap in the face to realize that as an artist you couldn’t just write everything yourself. You had a greedy company behind your back that looked for money rather than creativity. And well, as young kids you really had no idea how to actually produce music.

The amount of flat no’s you got to your face when sharing your ideas was insufferable and it made your blood boil.

Georg is the person you’d usually go to. He always listened to you rant and would join your anger in order to have you release it all.

I realized that I refered to both you and Gustav as the glues holding the band together so; let’s look at it this way: you’re the glue making you guys stick together and Gus is the scotch tape that makes you five inseparable.

So, back to the studio, back to writing, back to composing.

Overtime your endless sessions over the summer payed off and delivered the gem that we know now as your debut album. “SCHREI”

Picking the lead single proved to be a hard task, til someone’s girlfriend saw the potential of “Durch den monsun”

David Jost had once spotted the words “Hinter die welt” (beyond the world) on one of Bill’s songwriting notebooks that he shared with you and he was fascinated that such young kids could write such melancholic things.

With an album ready and a single to be released, it was time for the real action

You had a free week prior to the music video shooting. Bill and you took advantage of this to grab your allowance and start ofd by going to the hair salon and perfecting your hairdos. A little trim for him and anything you needed on your cute head.

You were supposed to have a gaming sleepover with Gustav to beat Devil May Cry 3 on your dusty PlayStation 2 and rock out on guitar hero, but your excitement for the music video shoot was so big that you spent all night brainstorming about how your life as stars would be.

Your manager took you guys shopping! The budget did not allow a new outfit for each and one of you but you all at least got a new item.

Cool jeans for Gustav, a new hat for Tom, a punky t-shirt for Georg, an item of your choice and the iconic leather jacket Bill wears in both Monsoon music videos.

A week of rest really flies by, and now the day of the video shoot arrived. You guys were newbies and being completely honest, the label didn’t quite believe in you yet.

Your budget was low and crew not the most promising. Most of these people were new ad had never worked on a project of the kind before.

Funnily enough, many of the people that started working with you guys from the very beginning would be the ones to stick with you through thick and thin and create your little tour family.

At least there was an idea. It was ambitious to film it all in one day and you five knew, but the producers kept reassuring you that most of the work would be done in post-production.

Your day started at 4:30 am when your alarm rang, not a soul up, not even the sun.

It didn’t take you long to get ready, as you’d be dolled up for the camera on set. You did your morning routine, packed your essentials, your outfit, and barely got time to eat before you had to get on the sleek black van that picked you up at 5:15 flat.

The boys were already all inside in exception of Georg, whom you’d go fetch right away.

You would’ve expected the ride to be chatty with excitement but you were all surprisingly calm, the nerves were starting to kick in.

The uncomfortably familiar fear of what’s to come, thinking of every single worst case scenario, what if you sucked, what if people hated you, what if your debut was a flop.

You tried to ignore the bad thoughts by drifting off on Gustav’s shoulder til you reached your first location.

A very public lake, where some families swam freely and unaware that a music video would be shot on their layback spot.

It was disappointing to you guys, particularly to Bill who dreamed of a tremendous production, but you would have to do with it.

David just gave him a pat on the back, it couldn’t be thaaattt bad.

When arriving on set you were given a tiny taste of what the rockstar life would be like.

Catering set up a table of, cheap, yet varied snacks for you to munch on. Makeup and hair station was installed in the back of the van and out of a truck rolled many cameras and new equipment you’d never seen before.

You could see Georg, with his newly permanently slicked hair, rubbing his hands together in anticipation.

Of course the first one to get ready and start shooting was Bill. Once he started his first scenes the makeup crew took care of the rest of you.

As annoying as it may be to accept, the label wanted you to look as pretty and dolled up as possible. Having a female member in the band was a bet they were willing to take and if their gambling went well, you’d become the cashcow real well.

Extensions were put in your hair, mascara and eyeliner adorned your eyes and a sticky pink gloss glazed your lips. Nothing too extravagant yet appealing enough. You still had to look like a rock chick after all. The delicacy of your look adorned with how punky your outfit probably was made the perfect balance the label was looking for.

The boys probably made fun of you but, they never meant wrong.

You munched on sandwiches and played on your old Nokia as you waited for your turn to take photos and record your scenes.

It’d been quite amusing to see Bill upside down on a weird pole structure to then dunk his head in a dirty fish-tank.

Certainly fabulous.

Suddenly you’re up on a metal platform above water, playing your unplugged guitar and getting drenched by icy water raining down on you.

You played it off (literally) and in one take you were done with your first few scenes. No cuts and no chance to do it again. You had to save time so, if you looked like crap it was your problem.

Nowadays you probably cringe at some of your facial expressions and missed notes on the clip.

Quickly enough some of the guys helped you get down from the platform back onto solid ground and one of the makeup artists wraps you in a towel.

Now, you sit all wet while watching the boys repeat the same steps as you. As a girl tries her best to dry your damp hair before attacking it with a flat iron. Who has time to think of heat damage when you have another outfit to get in and more scenes to film.

The day went on smoothly, but the recording certainly felt rushed. By the end of the day you were left with a feeling of doubt.

The big day arrived.

August 15th, the day “Durch den Monsun” would drop.

You met with the twins at their house and the little family consisting of Bill, Tom, their mom & step-dad and dog Scotty! + you, whom they took in like if you were one of them.

Gordon, Bill and Tom’s step dad set their vhs recorder ready, just in case the music video would never be aired again, you wanted the memory.

The ad break ends and VIVA (German music channel) announces the debut single of Universal’s newest band.

Tokio Hotel with Durch Den Monsun

Somewhen in betwen the start of your journey with record labels the name Devilish was left behind and you guys adopted the new and stylish Tokio Hotel. But that’s a story for another day.

The wind blows a candle and Bill’s face in slow motion was shown on screen.

You could not contain your excitement! Bill and you held hands and shook them in the air as you watched the product of one long stressful day.

Your future self sees the video and points out the numerous flaws and low quality but back then it was so cool to you. You thought you were on top of the world

Honey, you’ve got a big storm coming.

Tom didn’t speak much. He simply watched in awe, a smile of admiration and pride forming on his fine lips.

Later that day, you’d gather up with the rest of the band, David Jost and some crew members to celebrate your debut with cheap gas station champagne and ham and cheese bites the twins’s mom prepared.

You didn’t have much yet, but you’d just made a big step.

In the coming weeks you would see the immediate effects of monsun, were you ready? Who knew. What was undeniable was the immediate success that would follow.

AN: AAAAAA I kinda hate this ⋆｡ﾟﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ It was needed to include some of the process for your debut though! Take it as the calm before the storm I guess! Next part will take on the effects of your quick rise to fame on your everyday life and relationships. It will definitely dig more into your link with the boys, as this part barely had any interactions :(

As usual, take care, remember to eat and sleep!!

Love, Meryl <3

#tom kaulitz #bill kaulitz #tokio hotel #tokio hotel imagine #georg listing #gustav schäfer #tokio hotel x reader #bill kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz x reader #georg listing x reader #gustav schafer x reader #tokio hotel alien #kaulitz #kaulitz twins #tokio hotel imagines #tokio hotel scenarios #gustav schaefer

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torturedpoetsdepartmentemployee · 5 months

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I have an alternate universe Buggy that's been ratallng around in my head. A female Buggy that's like Taylor Swift, so she got into music and wants to be a singer. She spent most of her time on the Oro building up her guitar and piano skills. She stole the guitar from the musician(was aware but let it happen) and begged Roger to get a piano. She didn't inherently have the greatest vocals and got teased, specifically by Shanks. Dreams of being in front of a crowd cheering her on and singing her songs. Those dreams are what drive her. It goes hand in hand with canon Buggy’s inferiority complex and constantly seeking attention to be a star.

The reason I can imagine it is because Buggy would be the kind to right the most unhinged lyrics that TS is known for. Also a lot of her lyrics reflect Buggy.

Mirrorball - And they called off the circus Burned the disco down When they sent home the horses And the rodeo clowns I'm still on that tightrope I'm still trying everything to get you laughing at me I'm still a believer but I don't know why I've never been a natural All I do is try, try, try I'm still on that trapeze I'm still trying everything To keep you looking at me

Me! - I know that I'm a handful, baby, uh I know I never think before I jump And you're the kind of guy the ladies want (And there's a lot of cool chicks out there) I know that I went psycho on the phone I never leave well enough alone And trouble's gonna follow where I go (And there's a lot of cool chicks out there)

Karma - ‘Cause karma is my boyfriend Karma is a god Karma is the breeze in my hair on the weekend Karma's a relaxing thought Aren't you envious that for you it's not? Sweet like honey, karma is a cat Purring in my lap 'cause it loves me Flexing like a goddamn acrobat Me and karma vibe like that Ask me what I learned from all those years Ask me what I earned from all those tears Ask me why so many fade, but I'm still here (I'm still, I'm still here)

peace - Our coming-of-age has come and gone Suddenly the summer, it's clear I never had the courage of my convictions As long as danger is near And it's just around the corner, darling ‘Cause it lives in me No, I could never give you peace

long story short - Fatefully I tried to pick my battles 'til the battle picked me Misery Like the war of words I shouted in my sleep And you passed right by I was in the alley, surrounded on all sides The knife cuts both ways If the shoe fits, walk in it 'til your high heels break

Never Grow Up - And no one's ever burned you Nothing's ever left you scarred And even though you want to Just try to never grow up

So here I am in my new apartment In a big city, they just dropped me off It's so much colder than I thought it would be So I tuck myself in and turn my nightlight on Wish I'd never grown up I wish I'd never grown up

Endgame - I hit you like, "Bang" We tried to forget it, but we just couldn't And I bury hatchets but I keep maps of where I put 'em Reputation precedes me, they told you I'm crazy I swear I don't love the drama, it loves me

The whole of Dear Reader and most of Anti Hero. New Romantics just sounds like a pirate anthem. So definitely something Buggy would write.

Here are the albums that would be about different exes. The exes that had a lasting impact on her.

Red Hair Shanks - Debut, Fearless, and Red

Donquixate Doflamongo - Speak Now, a little of Fearless and Red.

Charlotte Katakuri - Speak Now

Sir Crocodile - 1989

Sakazuki/Akainu -folklore, evermore

Dracula Mihawk - reputation, Lover, folklore, evermore

Midnights is a mix of them. Also she falls back in love with Mihawk and Crocodile after they form the Cross Guild.

Her exes have a hard time forgetting her and its made even worse by their enemies using the songs about them to torment them. It also doesn't help that their subordinates and families listen to her songs too. I'm still figuring out the timeline. Akainu happens before Mihawk but she is so hurt by him that she wasn't able to write any songs about him until much later.

None of this is a commentary on Taylor Swift or her personal life. Just my interpretations and how they'd fit.

#buggy #au #Taylor swift #shuggy #bughawk #crocbug #crocodile x buggy x mihawk #buggy the clown #cross guild

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imaginedanvrs · 5 months

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my demon gave me everything

part 9 l masterlist

summary: dark!natasha romanoff x reader. Natasha Romanoff saves the world. Morals, lifestyle and past aside, the fact is that she puts her life on the line for everyone else. And for this, she believes she’s owed something. She saves billions of lives on the regular, so why not take the occasional one for herself?

word count: 2.2k

warnings: established kidnapping, physical and psychological abuse, power dynamics, manipulation, amputation, developing stockholm syndrone

Things turn into a blur after Natasha came back. She continued to routinely feed you light meals she prepared and plenty of fluids. Everytime she did it ended with her having to be insistent that you finish what she gave you as your appetite remained stubbornly poor. Between that and cleaning your ankle, Natasha put on different shows for you to watch on the TV she had brought into the room. The redhead always asked what you wanted but you rarely answered, unable to focus long enough to decide on something. Luckily for you, Natasha had looked back at your Netflix history and knew about the shows you pirated too so she was always able to pick something you liked for you. On the days you were particularly unresponsive, Natasha would put a documentary on instead as to have something in the background. She enjoyed those too and your comfort shows were starting to grow on her.

The record player was back too and one time Natasha put a disk on an album you used to listen to until you asked her to put her own music back on. You thought about the music you used to enjoy and found yourself uninterested in any of it, even the songs you listened to on loop before Natasha took you. For the time being, you wanted her music instead. The redhead liked that a lot. She had been tempted to put on some of her favourite movies but knew you were in no state to appreciate new visual media so she left it for a later time. All the more reason to get you better, she had thought to herself numerous times.

Mostly though, Natasha held you. She had you tucked up into her chest below her chin closer than she had before, as though she actually wanted the contact as much as you did. You tried not to entertain the idea, but it proved hard when you realised you could hear her heartbeat going a little faster than it used to. Perhaps you were just imagining things. You barely spoke a word to one another. There was so much yet so little to say that you both decided to settle with the comfortable silence that often filled the space.

Your fever was eventually under control and your hallucinations ended, but Natasha couldn’t deny that there was no improvement in your ankle. She had been giving you the maximum dosage of the medication, all the right meals and drinks and ensured the area was always clean. She had encouraged all the undisturbed rest she could yet nothing changed.

Unfortunately, it was too little too late. One inspection from Strange told Natasha that your foot, and in fact the entire left leg beneath your knee, was unsalvageable. “Our choices are to amputate or let her die,” Strange said simply, never seeing the point in sugar coating news of that nature.

You were muttering something inaudible in your sleep as Natasha and Strange watched from the other side of the room. Your infection had spread and your bones were too damaged to respond to antibiotics if they were given again. Your cells had been eroded beyond what could be repaired and only left the redhead with two options.

“Are Banner and Stark at the tower?” Natasha asked after watching you fall unconscious again.

“They’re not surgeons, Romanoff,” Strange said firmly, knowing what the widow was applying.

“Is that a yes?” The Russian continued.

“Yes,” he said after a beat.

“Okay then,” she started as she came over to you and gently picked you up bridal style. Your eyes shot open at the motion and you gave the weakest cry Natasha had ever heard. Fortunately, the intense burning in your leg was enough to drag you back away from consciousness again. “Take us there,” the redhead instructed, leaving no room for arguing.

Strange begrudgingly opened a portal right into the middle of Tony’s lab where the scientist stood with his arms raised in protest at the intrusion. He frowned once he caught sight of you and dropped his latest ironman helmet to inspect the scene before him. Natasha placed you down on the cleanest looking table as Strange began to explain to Tony what needed doing. The redhead didn’t hear them entirely because you were waking up and Natasha was more focused on ensuring you stayed asleep. She applied two fingers to the underside of your skull and pressed inwards enough for your body to become limp once more.

“Nice to finally meet one of them,” Stark quipped as he came over to inspect your leg out of curiosity. Natasha contained herself to a glare the scientist’s way.

“You have something to replace that leg with?” Natasha asked.

“I’ll be able to have U make something up, but we’re gonna need a clean cut.” Tony explained. Strange tusked and began rambling that a surgical amputation was far better than a straight one, but Natasha still didn’t want any hospitals involved and knew they wouldn’t be able to provide the same kind of replacement that Stark could.

“Do it, and I want the rest of them kept out of this,” Natasha said as she nodded to the door. Not all the Avengers were on the same wavelength as those in that room and the redhead didn’t feel like enduring the lecture that would come with them finding you. Tony nodded and ordered a lockdown of the lab as he wheeled the table over to a more contained area that he would be able to leave you in with U to reduce contamination and collected a small needle to ensure you stayed asleep for the next few hours.

“Thanks,” Natasha nodded to Strange without meeting his eye, knowing exactly what he was making of the scene he had been called to. He nodded back without a word, knowing it best to keep his thoughts to himself for the time being and made his swift exit back to the Sanctum just as Tony sealed the doors on the containment room. The redhead watched on as Tony looked away as U produced a rotating saw and steadily brought it down on your infected limb.

The machine worked steadily and precisely in building and attaching a new leg to you. Natasha watched on the entire time to see the process and also ensure you were staying in your drug induced sleep. Tony didn’t make any more remarks for the next couple hours, recognising the look on Natasha’s face that told him he’d regret it if he did. He was naturally made curious by the encounter, knowing only the brief outline of what Natasha got up to in her own apartment. He, Strange and Fury were the only ones who knew of it, just as the Russian knew of some of the practices they got up to in their own time. The four had a mutual understanding that was necessary to keep things under wraps in a worst case scenario.

After several long hours, U was done. The results were…impressive. Natasha examined the false leg with interest, tracing her fingers over the fleshy material and finding it to hardly differ to the real thing. The ‘muscles’ didn’t relax like they would organically and there were several freckles missing. All in all, it was perfect. The redhead wondered how you would respond to it and whether or not she should even tell you at all. Tony informed her that you would likely know anyway because despite your own doubts, you did know your own body.

You woke up in a bathtub filled almost to the brim with water. The surface was mostly covered with a thin layer of bubbles, as though someone had added bubblebath to it at the beginning but not enough to make the heaps last long. It was only when you went to put your head back, suddenly feeling lightheaded, that you were alerted to the presence behind you as your head fell back against something solid.

“Hey, lastovichka,” Natasha mumbled against you as she placed a small kiss on your forehead. A tender gesture, one out of character for the redhead you reminded yourself. Such softness didn’t come naturally to the assassin. You didn’t respond. Your throat and mouth felt too dry to even attempt a word and continued to take in your surroundings. The redhead had her legs pressed against the outside of yours and her arms slung casually around your waist. You could feel her breasts against your back as you shifted with uncertainty. You loved it when Natasha held you in her bed but in the bath things felt… different, as though you were more aware of your surroundings including that of the assassin holding you so close and reminded yourself you couldn’t trust such warm acts.

“Come on, we’ve been in here long enough,” Natasha instructed as she stood up gradually behind you to test how you were able to support yourself. To your surprise, you could hold yourself with ease, something that would have been out of the question just twelve hours prior. Miraculously, you were better. You took your leg out of the water to examine it as Natasha dried herself on, subtly observing you in the mirror.

You ran your fingertips down the unmarked skin where the nasty infection had been and frowned. Surely you hadn’t imagined the whole thing? It had felt all too real and yet there wasn’t a single trace of it happening. Your lower leg did have a certain stiffness to it but there was no pain and you could move it freely without any discomfort.

“My ankle…” you trailed off, unable to think of how to even phrase your queerie.

“It’s fixed,” Natasha stated in return, confirming that it had in fact been damaged.

“How long was I out?” You asked, still tracing your fingers over the area.

“About ten hours,” the redhead answered honestly. This time you turned to her.

“You fixed that in ten hours?” You confirmed, never expecting the technology Natasha had access to to be so advanced. The Russian hummed in response and held out her hand for you to take to help get you up. You ignored it and went to get up yourself but unceremoniously slipped back down, spilling some water over the side. You flushed with embarrassment while Natasha simply raised a brow in question.

Begrudgingly, you took her hand and carefully eased yourself up and out of the bath without any support of your left leg. Though it looked perfectly fine, it seemed it was unable to hold any of your weight and instead buckled under it. You dried yourself off on the tub, thankfully not needing any help with that, and managed to hop back to the bedroom with Natasha’s arm under yours. It was irritably strenuous to make the small distance given that your muscles had all but disappeared and had become unpractised in transporting you.

You didn’t speak to the assassin for the rest of the day, too busy processing everything that had happened in…however long it had been. There was no way of telling how long you had been ill in that bed without asking the redhead and you weren’t sure you would trust her answer if she gave you one. You didn’t trust her at all. Nor did you understand her. You wanted to though. You were exhausted by the constant turmoil of emotions she created that you were incapable of keeping up with. She was cruel, that much you knew and you had learnt that even when she seemed nice, she would turn around and throw it back at you.

You had really believed she was going to kill you after she told you about all the other women she had before you. You believed it was the end of the road and that she was ready to start again with someone else, leaving you to die as isolated as she wished. Then suddenly she was nursing you back to health with more ‘care’ than you had ever seen or experienced from her before. You held your breath though, not trusting that it was genuine because you had no reason to. Admittedly, you hoped more than anything that it was sincere, you just had no way of ever knowing for sure. So you decided you would continue to walk on eggshells until you could get your bearings again.

Natasha was very much doing the same. You were unpredictable, then more than ever. The redhead had wondered if perhaps she had pushed you too far and you no longer wanted to be loved by her and that the hatred you had felt at the start was going to come back kicking. Every time the redhead watched you, she saw no indicator of any deciding emotion, only that of conflict. Natasha had of course seen it before and it always ended up being what finally broke them. The redhead didn’t want it to happen to you and could only wait to see if what you had told her weeks ago was still true: that you hoped Natasha would complete you.

#natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #dark!fic #dark!marvel #dark!natasha x reader #natasha x reader #black widow #marvel

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rabbitenn · 5 months

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Imagine Toma x emotionless! s/o. Like this man always on the look out for people's faces to see their reactions of him but is dating someone who cannot convey emotions at all. He only know his s/o loves the things he do are from their body languages.

Also, how would the other members think of him dating someone so expressionless?

RESONATE.

Because, in the end, your actions speak louder than any expression ever could.

ft. Inumaru Toma x gn! reader.

cw/genre: fluff.

Helllo, anon, dear ! I’m deeply sorry this took so long to post </3 I still hope the fic matches your expectations and you can enjoy ! Thank you for requesting as well <3

Also, the title of this fic, “Resonate” is the title of a song by my good friend KataribeSan. Please, do give it a listen and support her !

— Toma is someone who, despite having a good heart, tends to jump into action all too quickly; he is good natured, so much so that at times it might backfire due to his impulsivity.

— He is impatient, and that leads him to search others’ expressions for an answer before they’ve had time to respond.

— However, once you came around, he found himself at an impasse.

— Toma just could not discern the thoughts flashing behind those steady eyes of yours.

— Your smiles were so subtle, at first he had trouble distinguishing whether they were just courteous or if you were genuinely happy.

— And your verbalized replies didn’t give him any better hints either.

— You were always so… polite, in a way? And your tone was always soft and even… How is he supposed to figure out if he’s doing well as your boyfriend?

— To all of this, Minami is having the time of his life smiling sneakily, since he picks up on your tenuous mannerisms, and it is clear how in love with Toma you really are.

— And you realize, how you’re not able to convey your emotions through your facial expressions.

— It’s frustrating. You appreciate Toma so much, and yet, he doesn’t seem to realize.

— That is when your lips slightly curl down in a pout, as you ponder the best course of action to make your boyfriend realize how happy he makes you.

— And the one to notice your rumination is Torao.

— Despite the facade he puts on, he is quite a caring guy, as well as perceptive.

— He suggests you express your feelings through physical affection.

— “Give him hugs, the guy will melt, there is no way he doesn’t pick up on your emotions then.” Torao tells you.

— Well, you’ll give it a try, at the very least; after all, Torao seems versed in the subject of love and dating.

— So that is how you start expressing yourself more.

♡

With the audience’s cheers muffled by the sheltered ambiance the backstage offers, you wait.

ŹOOĻ’s album being released today, they were doing a special concert to present it, and, of course, you were watching closely.

Your gaze is completely entranced as your eyes follow Toma around the stage, his notes and raps making your heart beat faster, the excitement enough to make you want to dance.

However, to the outside observer, you appear calm, impassive even, sitting with your hands crossed over your lap, intently listening to the group’s performance.

To those who are more perceptive, however, a new shine is present in your stare, and you exude a warmer aura, the happiness of seeing your boyfriend and his friends on stage, radiating off of you in calming waves.

Anticipation runs through your veins as you see ŹOOĻ thanking the crowd and waving their goodbyes.

Toma will be by your side soon.

And you are determined to let him know how well he did out there with his group mates.

So the moment your lover steps backstage, you run towards him, wrapping your arms around his waist.

His maroon eyes widen momentarily, your sudden action novel to him, you were always so reserved… it wasn’t often you initiated actions like this spontaneously.

Easing into your touch, ŹOOĻ’s leader leans against you, arms tightening around your form.

Unbeknownst to him (yet), his three friends are witnessing the scene with knowing grins, Torao nodding in approval.

♡

— There’s other times, you just thank Toma for being so caring and good towards you.

— However, because your face doesn’t reflect any emotions and is just a picture perfect neutral expression, it comes across as lackluster.

— In moments like this, is Haruka who comes to your aid.

— “That idiot Toma doesn’t realize your microexpressions, does he? It is clear you really love him and are happy to be with him.” ŹOOĻ’s double center sighs, as he sits next to you.

— Nevertheless, because Haruka is rather shy when it comes to expressing his emotions, he knows how you can convey your feelings.

— “Why don’t you get him a present? Something simple that you know he’ll like.” He suggests.

— You perk up slightly, thanking the group’s youngest member.

— You know exactly what you’ll get Toma.

♡

Hiding the newly acquired item behind your back, you make your way towards Toma.

The new CD of the rock band he loves premiered today, so of course you got him a signed edition.

He spots you, as you silently approach him, your heart loud in your ears, in contrast to your expression that betrays nothing.

Eyes of mauve and sunset look at you, his head tilted to the side in silent question.

You seem… shy right now, it’s a slight change in your usual utterly composed demeanor, but it seems that with time, he’s learned to pick up on it.

And yet, your facial features remain stoic, only your eyes widening slightly, the set of your lips less taut than usual. It’s akin to the warmth that dawn carries the moment it practically twins with dusk; only after experiencing the beauty of a sunrise, can one distinguish the warmth of its rays’ first light.

With care, you show the envelope to your boyfriend.

“I got this for you.” You state, tone unchanging but filled with warmth nonetheless.

The way you shift your weight from one foot to the other causes for Toma’s expression to soften, the pink of silent affection spreading through his cheeks.

He takes the package from you.

And right here and now, before even seeing its contents, your love and affection for him had never been so clear.

Strong arms wrap around you as you let out a surprised gasp.

Even when your expressions remain stony, Toma knows your love for him is just as steady and permanent.

And he couldn’t be happier.

#idolish7 #idolish7 x reader #idolish7 imagines #ainana #ainana x reader #i7 #inumaru touma #inumaru toma x reader #toma inumaru #idolish7 hadcanons #idolish7 fluff #idolish7 scenarios #idolish seven #idolish7 x you #idolish7 x y/n #anime x reader #anime imagines #anime fluff

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apocryphalantiithesis · 1 month

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small tess & script dump

hellou. This is the beginning of the content farm ehem anyways this is as the title says tess n script doodles from recently:]

Ok erm. Decided I'd put the rest of the stuff here because I'm gonna do. Some unhinged yapping rambling. Be warned.......

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Ok sou this one is. Actually tess as like.a small part of the b sides and rarities cover by the arcade fire woohoo!! Yeah.

This is gonna have a lot of arcade fire yapping because.im not normal about them nor spr 🕊️

Technically NOT the b sides cover but the pictures from neon bible!! I was listening to black mirror whole doing the tess drawing from above and I thought wow some of the lyrics could really y'know. Kinda??? Fit tess if you think about it hard enough. Also imagine. French speaking tess.but that's a different discussion AHEM

If you see a little that's actually ( 🤓🤓) why I wrote black mirror on the bottom of the first tess drawing above.

Yeah. So, Black mirror. So the first verse ehh not a lot BUT..but.

"I walked down to the ocean

After waking from a nightmare

No moon no pale reflection

Black mirror, black mirror"

ok so no reflection?? If we look at it from the spr perspective (wtf am I saying brah ☠️) no reflection we could say is tess loosing himself to the void right.right. like there's no reflection of him because technically he's slowly. Stopping being tess as 1x takes over

"Shot by a security camera

You can't watch your own image

And also look yourself in the eye

Black mirror, black mirror, black mirror"

Ok so more of the above , not your own image ;; 1x controlling him, can't look yourself in the eye ;; him being conscious of what's happening but not.really being able to control

"I know a time is coming

All words will lose their meaning

Please show me something that isn't mine

-But mine is the only kind that I relate to

Le miroir casse,

The mirror casts mon reflet partout

Black mirror, black mirror, black mirror"

I know a time is coming ;; as I said him being kinda conscious of the situation but continuing for the sake of knowledge or whatever, all words will loose their meaning more of the same. And the mirror breaking could be 1x taking over.

"The black mirror knows no reflection

It knows not pride or vanity

It cares not about your dreams

It cares not for your pyramid schemes"

Also big thing; the black mirror here would be 1x,. then the next 3 lines 1x not caring about tess as a person and only using him to have a physical body and do evil stuff later or whatever

Ok an that's it the next few lines are the same and then it repeats lolz

ALSO the original image has a horrid ahh quality so, originally you can't see the details on the clothes like at all but I added because erm. Why not.

ALSO (X2) color picked everything from the og image. Is it cheating? Maybe but I did this mostly for fun rather than for practice so bleeehhgh

NEXT ONE!!!

Reflektor. By the arcade fire. again. and its album cover...

Ok so I'm gonna be honest this drawing is actually from like a while ago last year BUTT I decided it'd be cool to include it here because it's kinda like the b sides one. also I don't remember posting this one ever, it was something I just kinda kept for myself so technically first time ..

ANYWAYS. so

The reflektor album cover is actually (🤓🤓 again) the Orpheus and Eurydice sculpture by Auguste Rodin. Orpheus and Eurydice.

So quick resume for this all to have sense. Orpheus and Eurydice are a Greek myth, basically the get married but Eurydice dies so Orpheus goes to the underground to save her beloved and comes to an agreement with the guy that controls the afterlife, that if he can climb all the way back up with Eurydice behind him, the underground guy will make Eurydice come back to life BUT. Orpheus can't look behind or else Eurydice doesn't live.

However the underground guy makes Eurydice talk and Orpheus turns to look back and looses and Eurydice dies forever and ñañañañañaññaa

SO ONCE AGAIN, from the spr perspective (☠️X2) we could try to make them fit into script and tess, obviously two totally different ahh situations BUT hear me out. Going back to reflektor as an album I want to focus on "It's never over" specifically this part:

"It seems so important now

But you will get over

Seems so important now

But you will get over

And when you get over

And when you get older

Then you will remember

Why it was so important then

Seems like a big deal now

But you will get over

Seems like a big deal now

You will get over

When you get over

When you get older

Then you will discover

That it's never over"

So obviously, script as Orpheus and tess as Eurydice. And that fragment in specific towards script. LIKE THE REST OF THE SONG MAYBE DOESN'T FIT BUT IMAGINE THOSE. VERY SPECIFIC LINES AS TESSLISS ANGST. THINK.ABOUT IT 💔💔

And I know I actually committed like a huge fuck up here because I put the roles backwards 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I did tess as Orpheus and script as Eurydice AND IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE.THE OTHER WAY AROUND 😭😭💔 I honestly don't know why I did it that way back then but huge sigh and bad on my early 2023 self😞😞😞

Ok and putting everything having to do with the myth aside and only looking at the statue itself I guess I did it that way because it could've been tess falling into the void and scriptliss trying to comfort him because yknow. The chapter eight 1x dialogues where it shows interactions between the 2 and all dat stuff.

Looking at it like that it could've fit but. whatever, maybe I'll redo it one day in the not near future with the roles done right, for now here it is

Ok last one isn't gonna be that long of a yapping session.

Lyrics are from "infinitesimal" by mother mother.

Totally off topic but did you know.actually. mother mother are inspired by arcade fire and their album funeral 🤓🤓🤓🤓🤓🤓🤓 are there any mother mother fans here?? eureka enjoyers??? Anywhere?

Not really much context as the other 2, I just thought that part of the song was silly and the way Ryan sings it is how I think script would talk lol

I did all the whiteboards and the 2 tess ones today I am literally in my fucking primeeee!! like 2 decently done drawings with decent rendering in one day?? This is why I'm calling it the content farm my brain is gonna be fueled the entirety of these 2 weeks of vacation 😈.

One last note and also spoiler for my next farm content edition, I was actually gonna q tess drawing with "in the backseat" lyrics and also "Peter pan" and I thought of putting it here but blehh for next time:3

Lastly sorry if there's any typos or if I wrote stuff in broken English 😞I try my best

and that's it!!! If you actually read this I love you :3:3:3:3:333333333 and also I'm sorry

#super paper roblox #paper roblox #scriptliss #tess aract #was this just an excuse to talk about arcade fire and spr at the same time🥺🥺? yes.yes it was #double aA&

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Todays rip: 08/04/2024

Shiny Smily TALE

Season 8 No Album Release (Read More) Shiny Smily Story (OST Version) - HoloCure

Ripped by Ellie53

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Well, would you believe it - its the eighth Season 8 rip being covered, on the eighth of April (half of eight)! And what better way to celebrate this than to cover completely uncharted territory for the blog - an UNDERTALE rip!!

I kid, I kid - though Undertale is definitely quite prominently featured on here, I feel as if it is rightfully earned. It and its psuedo-sequel in Deltarune feel almost like the frontmen of the SiIvaGunner channel in some way, as Season 1 began mere months after Undertale and its music began making waves online in late 2015. Such a hot topic was impossible to ignore, yet SiIvaGunner and Undertale have a fair bit in common that made the game's continued presence on SiIvaGunner feel very natural. There's the lore theming of course, I covered that briefly in Your Best Nightmario, but it also extends to the very core of what Undertale is: A game shamelessly rooted in silliness and absurd, internet-age comedy, yet still able to evoke such real attachments and emotions. The fit was all too perfect, and so the Undertale rips have continued year after year - Hoopache, Outertale, Determination is Magic, BUSTER HAND, and on and on and on. It may seem difficult to imagine that these all manage to stay fresh for so long, but they all find a way - and Shiny Smily TALE, eight years into the channel's life, shows that they're here to stay.

Immediately upon first hearing Shiny Smily TALE, I was reminded of one of the most recent UT/DR rips to have been covered on here, in kris gaming. Its reference was completely lost to me, being an arrangement in the style of stock music popularly used within VTuber circles, of which I'm terminally unfamiliar with - but the sheer vibe, the coziness, comfort of it all just made it such a wonderful listen. I don't mean to say that the VTuber world is one I oppose, moreso that its a part of the internet that still feels so nigh impenetrable to me - althesame, I love admiring it from a distance, just seeing how much passion and endearment is formed within these creators' communities.

And I immediately felt many of those feelings when hearing Shiny Smily TALE for the first time!! Shiny Smily Story has such a wonderful sound to it already, a vibe at once danceable and comforting - "Future Bass", I believe its typically called? - which turns the once-dramatic feel of SAVE The World into something far more pure-hearted in its arrangement here. Its as if all of those emotions still present from SAVE The World are spun into something far sweeter, spun like a legend of something exciting ahead, but with happiness and joy at the forefront. Without too much experience in listening to the original Shiny Smily Story, its hard to assess "accurately" how impressive of an effort this is, but what I DO know is of Ellie53's prowess in ripping - I was practically forced to during the great Raftmageddon incident of April 1st 2024. But even these jokier rafts rides, ones like Raft Ride at Freddy's and TiK ToK, on the clock, but the Raft Ride don't stop, no, show how good she is at merging two songs to such seamless (if, here, comedic) effect. Indeed, I can pick up on a lot of subtler touches done here to make the arrangement work, Shiny Smily TALE utilizes the various ebb-and-flowing sections of intensity and noise within the Shiny Smily Story theme, to punctuate the progression of SAVE The World where it best fits. For instance using a calmer section for the Hopes and Dreams leitmotif, only for it to build in excitement as it progresses, like the very song itself is pulling itself out of isolation and loneliness...allllmost commenting on Asriel's own struggles in Undertale?

Okay, okay, I won't quite go there - but the theme of community and love is one I do want to wrap things up with, adding one last little anecdote. Because it extends beyond the confines of just this rip, extending as far back as 2020, with Sarvéproductions' SAVE the Virtual World. Yes - the inverse joke of Shiny Smily TALE, Shiny Smily Story and SAVE The World, was made four years ago by another long-time excellent ripper: Sarvéproductions, the one behind Bloody Freddy and many more on the channel, across his many years of contributing. It's an equally lovely rip in its own way (likely more, for those attached to HoloLive!), but its the sentiment that Shiny Smily TALE shows that really makes it land for me - that Ellie53 wanted to pay tribute to HoloLive, and at once was able to make it as much of a tribute to a fellow long-time channel contributor, to a partner-in-crime on the channel! It's not a new thing to occur on the channel of course, rips like old town ribbon race and Green Panty Zone (Sequenced Ver.) were made in tribute to specific rips or specific rippers respesctively, but I love how interpersonal this exchange between Ellie53 and Sarvéproductions feels in particular, how well it all fits with the feel of HoloLive and VTuber communities in general - and of course, I love how genuinely fantastic Shiny Smily TALE sounds on top of it all.

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Hi! OG 3 day bugsnax player here - holy shishkabug I didn't think I'd be the only one thinking about the crazy situation it'd be to have each pair vying for journalists attention. I guess I'd just like to know what the rest of the grumpuses would be like, Gramble, Wiggle, Beffica, Cromdo, Shelda, maybe even Clumby or Alegander? Man there's a lot of characters - not even getting into if the bugsnax themselves were crazy for the only grump allergic to them, trying to be 'eaten' but being enable

Bugsnax gang!! I hope you like these! Unfortunately I couldn't do the other two bc I don't know/understand them that well. At least not yet! But I hope you like these ^^

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Though Gramble may seem completely sweet and innocent, he'll still go to the ends of the Earth to make sure the ones he loves are safe and in good paws. He hates to leave you in Sprout's old play area on the beach, but it's the only way the others won't be able to hear you asking for help! Listen, this is for the best, okay? You're family and he loves you! He's doing this out of love.

He visits often, making sure to equally split his time between you and the barn in town. Gotta make sure his little ones are taken care of, too, you know? And the others would get a bit suspicious if he just up and left town again. He can't just let them find out and try to take you away!

Wiggle would likely feed into Gramble's behavior, being incredibly giddy at the thought of having you all to themselves. Oh, her Gramble is so smart! She loves to have picnics together in Sprout's old pen, the little Strabby circling you and the couple as they serenade you. Wiggle is absolutely filled with motivation and excitement - imagine it! An album of love songs all made for you and your shared love. Isn't it romantic?

And if you direct Sprout a little too close to any launch pads, the couple make sure to corral or shoo him away. Wouldn't want him getting loose and trying to lead someone in town back to you, would you? Shush, it's okay! You'll realize this is for the best soon enough!

Beffica had been lonely for a long time. Abandoned by her friends and given the cold shoulder by the others in town (likely for good reason), she was elated to find that you considered her hood company! You! Someone she admired! It was so fun talking with you, snooping and spying, or just hanging!

… Although, she couldn't help but feel the need to brace for the other shoe to drop. One day, the others would get to you and get you to see her as a monster! Beffica couldn't allow it! Those squeebs didn't deserve your time, anyway. Especially not Filbo. She'd threaten or blackmail anyone getting too close to her Bestie… Or something more, if her hunch that you felt the same as her was correct. Nothing a little more snooping couldn't solve!

Cromdo is the type to project his feelings onto you. Saying stuff like, "Your crush is cute, but don't get any ideas," or, "We make a good team, yeah! But, er, that doesn't mean I wanna go pick out curtains." He cares for you, but either deflects or hides it behind jokes. He's had a rough past with Grumpuses he's cared about before. He doesn't want to get burned again… But, ah, hell! You're too cute for him to resist! The moment he gets that Mothza Supreme, he's hitching that baby to your ship and sailing outta here! With you tied up, if need be. Er, the moment he fixes it, of course! Did you really think he went up there just to do the wiggle every night?

Shelda is so sure that Mother Naturae has destined you and her union! At least, so she says. Whether she believes what she says or not, it certainly cements the idea in Chandlo's mind, leading her student to follow you around like a puppy and excitedly telling you that, "You and Shelda are meant to be, dawg!"

And though she does love Chandlo as her pupil, Shelda calls you her most prized pupil. A kind heart, a keeper of the path, and someone so willing to help her. She's incredibly touchy-feely, too, to an uncomfortable degree. C'mon, you know you'd be perfect together. Might as well speed up the inevitable, dear.

#yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere bugsnax #bugsnax x reader #poly yandere #yandere x reader x Yandere #yandere

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Some First Preview Thoughts

Fun fact, this is my 300th post. I can’t believe we are finally at the point where I am talking about a Broadway revival on this blog. Truly blessed.

Obviously I won’t be able to comment on a lot of things about the show since I only had audio, but I can tell you what I personally think about the voices so far:

First things first, there are SO MANY ACCENTS GOING ON. Does anyone remember that revival of Annie where everyone had a very distinct New York accent? It’s like that. EVERY character: Johanna, Lucy, and especially Mrs. Lovett and Beadle Bamford, has picked a (different) British dialect and is going for it 100%. Unfortunately Jordan Fisher (Anthony) really struggles in this area; he slips in and out of accents a lot.

And I might as well say this now, Jordan Fisher is not my fav. I mean he’s fine; his tone is nice and he does get some laughs, but he just doesn’t seem to have the power vocally. He kind of sticks out like a sore thumb among the rest of the cast.

Gaten Matarazzo likewise does not have an *amazing* voice imo (although “Not While I’m Around” is very nicely done) but even just listening to him you can tell he brings a lot of energy to the table and that he plays the character very well. Which is all I really require from Toby!

Lucy really plays up the “miserable” and “pitiful” in her performance. There are some productions where Lucy is a little sassier. Her voice came across to me as more fearful and also less “crazy” than Lucy is usually played as well. No Beggar Woman’s Lullaby, but there is a short instrumental break after she enters the barbershop - a hint at her identity without being too overt.

Speaking of cuts, there is also no Mea Culpa. I have always found this to be an awkward and uncomfortable song for all parties involved, but I have to say, I found myself wishing it had been included. This Judge Turpin feels more like a one-dimensional villain without it, and his stage time was cut down as well. Jamie Jackson does a decent job but doesn’t seem to shine in any areas. It makes you wonder what he would have done with the song.

However, John Rapson (Beadle Bamford) is a delight! I was not wrong in that prediction. He plays the Beadle as this very posh, insufferable guy, and his dialect was one that did not bother me. Judging by the laughs he got from the audience it also seems he was very funny. AND I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH, FULL VERSION OF PARLOR SONGS IS THERE. That never happens anymore so I was thrilled!

Pirelli is also good but his voice is not as operatic as it usually is. I believe he’s also the Sweeney understudy and I have a hard time imagining him in that role.

Maria Bilbao (Johanna) is vocally a standout! A lot of productions struggle with finding a Johanna who can both sound youthful and hit the notes properly. She definitely had the range and the power. It sounded to me though that she played the character more as just a sad girl, kind of like how Lucy was. “Kiss Me” did not really get any laughs and I don’t know if it the couple just lacked chemistry or if they didn’t know how to lean into the humor of their roles.

Ensemble and orchestra were both top notch. I heard a few instrumentals during transitions that sounded brand new to me, which was highly enjoyable. Can’t wait for that aspect of the cast album in particular!

Annaleigh Ashford has a GORGEOUS voice but often masks the “prettiness” of it with her British accent (I was expecting this as I remember her talking about it in interviews.) Which is good! You really only hear the prettiness in slower songs like “My Friends” or “Not While I’m Around.” I am no expert on British accents though so I am curious what the English will have to say about it (I don’t believe anyone in the cast is English?) She also got a lot of laughs from the audience. I feel like there’s not much I can say about her because I didn’t actually see her, but she definitely delivers as Mrs. Lovett from what I heard.

Josh Groban...what a guy. When I first heard him sing I didn’t realize at first it was him; his voice takes on a much darker tone than he normally does. I did kind of wonder about him and those low notes, but I didn’t notice any problems with reaching them. His speaking voice too is just very low compared to his normal voice? Again, I feel like I can’t comment too much because I couldn’t see his acting interpretation, but vocally, he’s my favorite voice in the cast. Maybe he’ll be a different Sweeney than is typical, but that’s okay too. I’m so excited to actually see him once those bootlegs hit.

DISCLAIMER FOR EVERYTHING:

I know I only heard the first PREVIEW and a lot could change, so take any of my criticisms in stride. There are many detailed reviews out there now from people who have actually seen the show, so I recommend checking those out! But I am so incredibly grateful to have heard the audio. I promised I wouldn’t share it, but if you message me I can direct you to the right person and then it’s up to them. :) And jsyk there are some audio clips floating around tumblr already!

#sweeney todd #sweeney todd revival

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crimsoncrim · 7 months

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If you had to assign a theme song to each of your characters, what songs would they be and why? We think about this a lot with our OCs, and we believe personally that Ace's theme might be Crazy = Genius by P!ATD. But that might just be bcuz we fangoy over that band!

On a side note, we'd like to know what bands you enjoy listening to? And which genres?

hihi! oc questions make me very happy and are always welcome <3 just for fair warning, I’m a little bad at assigning songs to characters but. I’ll try! I don’t really have a definitive single theme song(tm) for some characters so these are tentatively unofficial haha, but just for fun!

sol- mulled over different ones but the one that kept sticking out is ‘Hope for the Future’ by Bastille. very in line with their character themes and the kind of person they are.

lyra- this one was the hardest surprisingly. but ‘Passing Through’ by Kaden MacKay feels right. both the calm vibe of the song feels fitting as well as themes of making the most of their time and being with the people they love. kinda taking time to slow down in the moment of life being fast.

niko- think I’ve mentioned this one before, but I like ‘Get Used To It’ by Ricky Montgomery a lot for him. a lot of her backstory’s about trying to make things better than they were, both for themself and for others. so this one feels right.

june- the only one that wasn’t hard at all. ‘The Villain I Appear To Be’ by Connor Spiotto/Molly Pease. the most junecore song to ever song

hazel- ‘Synesthesia’ by Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness for them. song gives me autumnal vibes for a reason I can’t describe, and the calm feel and the lyrics fit them and how much they love their partner Robyn and would do anything for them. <3

regan- haven’t shown them off here yet (soon), but to those who do know them :> ‘The Ruse & The Caper’ by Coyote Theory. they’re very close with their partner Ozu- they have a really strong connection with each other, and love each other for who they are. this song is very rezu to me

(rest under readmore because i worry this is getting too long otherwise)

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as for ace- it is hard for me to assign One song to them bc they are such a complex chara along with the fact that I struggle at assigning songs anyways so I’ll try for a few (mostly based on lyrics). I would do multiple for all my charas if it didn’t mean that this post would be years long, so if you want more than one for my other charas feel free to msg me or ask :>

- ‘Kaibutsu’ (eng version) from Beastars! (linking this one bc there’s a few diff versions! I did a redraw of this album art with them actually :>)

- ‘Warmth’ by Bastille. this song is very ‘finding comfort in the people you love when the world around you is so overwhelming’ and that strikes me as the kind of person that ace would want to be for others.

- ‘Humpty Dumpty’ by AJR. fits with their struggling with hiding their problems from others because they don’t really have a good support system, and don’t want to burden or worry that others already have enough going on. they do end up confiding in the player- I think the player’s one of the people who they trust and care about the most.

- if I had to pick a P!ATD song for ace, I’d probably pick ‘Dying in LA’ myself. it feels very ‘ace while they’re in team meteor’ to me, where their desperation and loneliness gets taken advantage of and they’re recruited into this Unhealthy Bad situation that they clearly don’t agree with- but hey, it’s better than being alone like they were before, right?

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as for me, my favorite band is bastille! as you might’ve been able to tell already, haha. although I’m also fond of AJR, fitz & the tantrums, coyote theory, ricky montgomery, imagine dragons, and p!atd :> in no order! as for genre, it’s hard to describe what single genre(s) I love since it tends to depend but I like stuff that Feels right to me. a lot of once off songs from someone I’ve never heard of just catch my attention immediately- sometimes that’s something meaningful and chill, other times higher energy, fun to sing along to. that kinda stuff!

thanks for the ask <3 I love talking about my beloveds. this was fun! please always feel free to send asks or say hi if you want! I’m (reasonably) active both here, twitter, and on discord :>

#ask crim #hungryeevee #hoo should i tag everyone. sure #oc: soleil feyrinn #oc: lyra faye #oc: niko arcatia #oc: june #oc: hazel redfern #oc: regan laurent #ace featherstone #thanks for the ask! :>#apologies if it got long #also posting this on my phone bc my internet is crying rn so sorry if formatting or anything is weird #all songs are from the character playlist . bc im. the normal person that makes playlists for their ocs and fav charas

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DIG-ROCK Impish Crow Vol. 1 Part 3: Foreshadowing

Track 03 前兆 Foreshadowing (9:53)

Listen along here: https://open.spotify.com/track/3EkrlNMbBLkdo6XtqnWMV1?si=103f7d33bbb747ca

Toki: Hmm, Mitsuru and Hibari aren’t here. Ah, just got a message from them. Looks like they’ll make it on time.

Toki: “Getting hamburgers in front of the train station,” and send.

Tsugumi: Ahh, I’m hungry~

Toki: You’re already going to eat that much? You have the bentos, don’t you?

Tsugumi: I’ve decided that’s going in a different stomach.

Toki: You’re going to get fat.

Tsugumi: Unfortunately for you, I don’t get fat no matter how much I eat~ See?

Toki: Idiot! Pull that thing down!

Tsugumi: And with that, it’s time to dig in!

Tsugumi: What about Mitsuru and Hibari?

Toki: Eat or talk, pick one or the other. I got a message from Hibari, the two of them are heading here now. Mitsuru’s work ran a bit late.

Tsugumi: Hmmm… Mmm…

Toki: Hm? What’s up?

Tsugumi: Studio musicians always end up playing with different people each time, right?

Toki: That’s true.

Tsugumi: I wonder if it’s fun.

Toki: Well, Mitsuru seems to be having fun, right? Or he would’ve quit a long time ago.

Tsugumi: I see, that’s true… It’s music after all, just making sounds would be fun. Besides…

Reporter (on TV): Next week, RUBIA Leopard will be releasing a new album! How far will RUBIA Leopard take us along? Look forward to it! (TL: couldn’t pick this up from the background but the reporter’s talking about rubileo here :”))

Toki: RUBIA Leopard…

Tsugumi: Hm? Did you say something?

Toki: Ah no, it’s nothing.

Reporter (on TV): (???) You won’t be able to look away! That’s all for now, see you next week! (TL: couldn’t get this either wahhh T T)

Tsugumi: Hey Toki, give me a sip of your oolong tea.

Tsugumi: Toki?

Toki: A-ah, sure.

Tsugumi: What’s up?

Toki: Mm… Tsugu, you still don’t want to make a pro debut?

Tsugumi: Not at all. What, you want to go pro?

Toki: Not me, but you-

Mitsuru: Ah, there they are.

Tsugumi: Mitsuru, Hibari, over here!

Mitsuru: Sorry we’re late.

Toki: Don’t sweat it, you’re right on time for when we planned to meet.

Mitsuru: It’s just like Hibari said.

Hibari: It’s Toki we’re talking about, I figured he wouldn’t say anything about us coming at the last minute.

Toki: You’re not very reliable…

Hibari: I know that~

Mitsuru: Hey, if we’re okay on time is it okay if I grab a bite?

Toki: That’s fine, but Tsugu got bentos from work for us too.

Mitsuru: I’ll eat that, but I also want french fries. I’m also buying a vanilla shake for Hibari.

Hibari: Haha, thank you.

Toki: We can’t rest for too long, got it?

Mitsuru: Got it.

Tsugumi: Ah Mitsuru, could you get chicken nuggets too?

Toki: You’re still going to eat more?

Tsugumi: It’s fine, isn’t it?

Toki: Hey, you-! You said you’d only take a sip!

Tsugumi: Ah, I’ve been caught. But it’s just a little oolong tea~

Toki: If you wanted to drink it then buy it for yourself in the first place.

Tsugumi: Fine, fine, I got it~ Can’t be helped, I’ll buy you another one so cheer up! ‘Kay?

Toki: Tch, why does it sound like I’m the one being selfish…

Hibari: Hey, Toki-kun.

Toki: Huh?

Hibari: What were you talking about with Tsugu-chan? When Mitsuru and I first got here, you had a troubled expression.

Toki: Ah, you must’ve imagined it.

Hibari: Hmm…

Toki: What is it?

Hibari: Hmm, it’s nothing~ It was my imagination, right?

Toki: Hrgh…

Hibari: Someone’s getting a call. This is Tsugu-chan’s, isn’t it?

Toki: That guy forgot his phone again… I always tell him to keep it on him because of stuff like this.

Hibari: Ah, it’s from Tobi-chan! He won’t end the call, huh… Maybe it’s something urgent?

Toki: Mm… Well, whatever. Hello, Tobikura-san? It’s Mizukawa. Tsugu just stepped away, so you can talk to me if you’d like. Ah, that… In that case, I have something to ask. Is that alright? Ah, but we’re about to start practice. Ah yes, I’ll talk to you again tonight. Thank you.

Hibari: You really are overprotective when it comes to Tsugu-chan aren’t you, Toki-kun?

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Hibari: Yup, right on time.

Hibari: Toki-kun, wake up.

Toki: Mm… Morning, Hibari.

Hibari: Morning. I have a class first thing in the morning today, so I’m heading out. I’ll leave the key here. Leave it by the post as always.

Toki: Got it. Ah, did you eat?

Hibari: I’ll eat out. The snacks we got from the convenience store on our way back from practice yesterday, they’re in the kitchen, alright?

Toki: Thanks. Sorry for intruding like this every time.

Hibari: Don’t worry about it. It’s easier for all four of us to gather in a wide place like this, right?

Toki: There’s no way you did, but is that why you got such a spacious room…

Hibari: Hmm, correct~ It was just Mitsuru and me in our first year, but I knew that by the next year you and Tsugu-chan would be stopping by. Four guys settling down in a student’s one-room apartment would be way too cramped and narrow, I just couldn’t do that.

Toki: Did you tell your parents that?

Hibari: Of course not. I just said this is a good place. The rent for this place being 8,000 or 10,000 yen is just a calculation error, just an error~

Toki: An error that’s almost twice the amount…

Hibari: Toki-kun, you’re so serious~ Since they’re my parents, it’s okay to rely on them while I can, right?

Hibari: You also want to head off by 2, right? You’ll be late if you keep laying around like that. See you later.

Toki: Even with everything he says, that guy always goes to school right on time, huh.

Tsugumi: Mm… The smell of food.

Toki: You’re finally up! Your food is ready.

Tsugumi: Eh, for real? A ready meal as soon as you wake up is the best~ I’m going to live here from now on.

Toki: Just saying, this is Hibari’s place and I’m a guest.

Tsugumi: Let’s live here as the four of us~ Huh, where’s Hibari?

Toki: He went to school a while ago. Besides that, Tsugu, go wake up Mitsuru.

Tsugumi: Don’t make such a hard request, you should do it!

Toki: He didn’t wake up when I tried so I’m leaving it up to you.

Tsugumi: There’s no way, he definitely won’t get up. Mitsuru won’t get mad if the food gets cold anyway, let’s give it up.

Toki: It can’t be helped, I’ll try again later.

Tsugumi: Ahh, I’m starving… What’d I even eat yesterday? A hamburger, bento, and…

Toki: Your stomach really burns through food, huh.

Tsugumi: Even if you ask me, it’s a mystery to me too. Thank you for the meal!

Tsugumi: Ah, instant miso soup.

Toki: If you’re going to complain you don’t have to eat it.

Tsugumi: I’m not complaining. I meant that miso soup right when you wake up instantly gives you energy~

Toki: Is that right?

Tsugumi: Besides that, the thing we were thinking about yesterday, let’s try to make it work before the next live.

Toki: The live’s next week, right? If we rehearse after thinking about it more, we’ll barely make it. If you’re really serious about making it happen…

Tsugumi: I am serious. Toki: Easier said than done.

Tsugumi: Eh? Toki, are you giving up?

Toki: Don’t talk like that.

Tsugumi: If you love me, shouldn’t you give it your all ‘til you drop dead? Toki: Such bad tastes…

Toki: Thanks for the meal.

Tsugumi: Time for school?

Toki: I’m a student after all. Ah that’s right, you work until the evening, right? Come with me to go out with Tobikura-san tonight. He went out of his way to invite us after all.

Tsugumi: Ah that’s right, I got a message from him yesterday, I totally forgot. But what does he want to show us?

Toki: Who knows?

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hi hi!! after a long while, track 3 is finally finished~ thank you so much for bearing with me :”) <33 summer break is approaching at my uni, so please look forward to more TLs soon! as always, please let me know if you catch any mistakes and i’ll be sure to fix those asap (i’m still determined to catch what that reporter said...). in the meantime, please enjoy and see you next time ;D <3

#dig-rock #impish crow #rubia leopard #hound roar #drama cd #drama cd translation #mintlip

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I just have to get this off my chest lmao: what I wanna say about Owl City's latest album Coco Moon, released on March 24, 2023.

If you see this post and haven't listened to Coco Moon yet, here's the Spotify link. The album's also on Youtube, Youtube Music if you have that, Apple Music and iTunes.

and on Bandcamp, you can also purchase the album there for as low as $1 (name your price basically) and iirc you can also get the studio master versions there.

On February 10, 2023 Adam posted this long but lovely post. It's also on his official Twitter and Instagram pages. I'm gonna quote some lines from this post along the way

First of all, this album has been a revelation. The five or so years of waiting for a new album since 2018 has been truly worth it. Adam didn't dissappoint me as usual and forever may it continue.

"Some songs on “Coco Moon” are metaphorical in a story kind of way. I like to read books because books take me places. When I pick up a book, I leave planet Earth. I wrote a few songs inspired by this." Ah a fellow book lover, I love the way books and stories can take us anytime and anywhere even for just a few moments

"And then some songs on “Coco Moon” are odd. Meaning, some have unusual structures, some don’t make a lot of sense, a few are extremely wordy, others are a little too long." Maybe this is me getting old but I love the long and wordy songs on Coco Moon, Adam truly has a gift with words and storytelling. It'll be a welcome surprise if any Coco Moon songs go viral since online virality these days tends to favor short songs, not that's it's a bad thing. just a sign of the times I guess.

"Creative oddity is beautiful to me so I embraced it." this is the Adam I know and love since I heard Fireflies on the radio back in 2009. And true to these lyrics from "Fiji Water" from his Cinematic album:

"And I'd say "Hey, there is more to me than meets the eye

Let me be who I wanna be"

And I'd say "Hey, I'm an oddity and that's alright

Let me fly and follow my dreams"

"The point is that “Coco Moon” is a very Owl City album. It is quirky. It is odd. It is unapologetically myself. I made an album that is exactly the way it was supposed to be, not an album that popular culture, or algorithms, or analytics, or anyone else on planet Earth told me to make. I wrote me. Average, ordinary, weird me."

Imo nobody in pop music these is doing it quite like Owl City. It makes for more unique and progressive vibes. And as a reminder because of some songs in Coco Moon with a Christian undertone, Adam's Christian faith has been a part of him since day one. At the very least, we should respect that and let him cook.

"CS Lewis said to Tolkien, “If they won’t write the kinds of books we want to read, we shall have to write them ourselves.”" - I feel this on a deep level since at this rate I have to write some the stories I wanna read.

"I started by imagining an album I wanted to listen to. The result is “Coco Moon.” I’m so grateful and honored to be able to share it with you soon."

After finally hearing all of Coco Moon this week, it's been an honor in return to listen to a masterpiece of an album. Adam has come a long way from being a kid in a small town, dreaming about seeing the world, to who he is today, experiencing the good, the bad, and the ugly of life. And he's even found the love of his life along the way! I'm so happy for him and Abbey. They deserve everything good in this world. Thank you very much good sir Adam.

Right now I need to listen to the album some more times to pick favorites. I'll update this post when I've made my picks.

#owl city #adam young #coco moon #music #brainfart #Spotify #Bandcamp

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stopitmeg · 2 years

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charli xcx projects ranked by meg!!

8. charli

oh boy i get anxious as hell whenever i share this opinion over the internet because it’s so controversial considering it’s lowkey her best selling album, but charli is my least favourite. i don’t think it’s bad or anything, but only a few songs really stand out to me and i find the rest to be a bit boring. also it should’ve been NEXT LEVEL charli… missed opportunity. my favourite song is “shake it” and least favourite is “i don’t wanna know”

7. crash

i love crash, it pains me to have it pretty low on my list but i suppose that’s how it is. so far it’s totally my favourite album of 2022 and it’s all i would listen to at work for a brief period. she really fucking gave us 80’s vibes mixed with 2010 club music throwbacks and i couldn’t be happier. my favourite song is “beg for you” and least favourite is probably “twice” if we’re not gonna count the deluxe version

6. pop 2

i didn’t really get the hype when i first listened to pop 2, but after revisiting it a few times… i changed my mind. it’s a really sick mixtape and all the collaborations are neat, really has a wholesome vibe to it when you realize you’re basically listening to a group of friends having a fun time while making memories together. i’d personally scrap a few song verses that i’m not a fan of, but it’s not too bad. my favourite song is “delicious” and least favourite is “porsche” if i had to choose

5. vroom vroom

could you imagine if vroom vroom was an album with more songs… like it’s already perfect but… could you imagine? we’re really just starting to get to the ones on the list where i don’t have any complaints, just overall really great music and as short as this ep is, doesn’t change the fact that it’s banger after banger. my favourite song is “trophy” and least favourite is “paradise” unfortunately since i need to pick

4. sucker

yeah, you’re seeing this correctly. i believe in sucker supremacy, and i will not tolerate any slander. i can understand why this album is pretty much everyone’s least favourite from what i’ve seen, but to go out of your way to say it isn’t even good? come on. every song is a bop, vocals are addicting, it’s just such a fun time. i grew up listening to a lot of rock music, so i absolutely adore what she did here based on my personal preferences. joan jett and stevie nicks would be proud. my favourite song is “sucker” and least favourite is “die tonight”

3. number 1 angel

this mixtape is what made me really appreciate charli xcx as an artist and why i kept coming back to her music. i instantly enjoyed every song and remember how hard i fell in love when i heard emotional and ily2 for the first time. there’s something about her vocals too that really did it for me, like when it got occasionally either scratchy or squeaky, it’s like a guilty pleasure. i’d even say this masterpiece is underrated. my favourite song is “emotional” which btw is my favourite charli song ever, and least favourite would have to be “3am (pull up)”

2. true romance

it’s really funny because i considered this album to be my second least favourite around a year ago, and now it’s actually my second favourite for multiple reasons, and it’s quite personal. i just love when artists write about love, especially if their words speak directly to my soul and i can understand where they’re coming from and what they’re trying to say. experiencing heartbreak or any kind of disappointment in the love department can really do something to you, and true romance has really helped me deal with some of my issues in the best way possible. being able to relate to lyrics and draw your own meaning behind them is a really special thing. my favourite song is “set me free (feel my pain)” and least favourite is “so far away”

1. how i’m feeling now

objectively her best album and you cannot tell me otherwise. not only is it another personal thing with me because of the love theme and how much i adore and relate to the lyrics, but the process and journey that this album went through to become what it is today… is just absolutely amazing and very impressive. you can tell how much charli loves her fans, and that makes me love her in return. you can just feel how much passion and energy she put into this record and it represents how we all felt during lockdown very accurately. i can’t believe i missed my opportunity to help write anthems with her back in the day, it’s too bad that i’m a late fan, but definitely better late than never. how i’m feeling now is officially in my top 10 favourite albums of all time. my favourite song is “claws” and least favourite is “7 years”

#charli xcx #charlotte aitchison #true romance #sucker #vroom vroom #number 1 angel #pop 2 #charli #how i’m feeling now #crash

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doing a twist on my taylor swift album series and doing the record by boygenius as stranger things characters and ships 🫡

without you without them: jopper. while their past isnt a pretty one, they were able to reconnect and have a functional relationship due to those moments and the fact that these people shaped them into who they are

$20: ronance. they both tend to self destruct; nancy with picking fights and pushing people away and robin with her lack of confidence and selling herself short. i can totally see them just wanting to get out of hawkins and going wherever. i also love the comparison of the flower in the shotgun with them

emily i’m sorry: hopper to el, trying to piece their life back together after everything. “she called me a fucking liar” parallel with “friends don’t lie” “i can feel myself becoming someone only you could want” “i’ll get a real job, you can go back to school”

true blue: steddie. specifically steve about eddie. “you say you’re a winter bitch but summers in your blood” is so eddie the second verse being about eddie and the band moving to chicago to try and make it big. verse 3 is after steve moves up there and they get a place together. “you’ve never done me wrong except for that one time” *cough cough demobats* the chorus is really true to me. “i can’t hide from you like i hide from myself” and eddie being the first person we see acknowledge how much steve has changed, something that steve seems hard to believe

cool about it: the party with max between season 3 and 4. specifically, lucas first, then dustin, then mike. lucas trying to distract her to keep her mind off things, wishing max would either just talk to him but pretending that he’s okay with not talking to her. dustin trying to solve the problem, even though he can’t. he’s worried about her and doesn’t know what to do for once. mike struggling himself but knowing she wants distance from the party so he’s “pretending like he can’t read her mind,” not pushing her to talk.

not strong enough: el, mike, and will. “every clocks a different time. it would only take the energy to fix it” el doesn’t know why she’s so powerful. she doesn’t feel strong enough to win. she’s lost so much and while she’ll keep fighting, she felt so weak for so long. “do you see us getting scraped up off the pavement” mike feels like he’s destined to crumble, not knowing what he did to deserve it. “there’s something in the static, i think i’ve been having revelations” is VERY will. his “i don’t know why i am the way i am” being in reference to him being gay. the three of them always being the angels, never the gods

revolution 0: nancy. “imaginary friend” being reminiscing on her friendship with barb. i hc she knows piano and love the idea that barb taught her. “if this isn’t love then what the fuck is it” being about either steve/jonathan and trying to convince herself, or even barb/robin.

leonard cohen: steddie! eddie making steve listen to a song and ends up in the wrong direction. “i never thought you’d happen to me” about both. steve feeling so loved in a relationship, eddie being so comfortable in one.

satanist: eddie, robin, and steve. eddie is the satanist. “trying to score some off brand ecstasy” fits super well too. robin is the anarchist (i miss alternative robin from season 3) her lack of confidence pairs with “at least until you find out what a fake i am” steve being the nihilist. “if nothing can be known, than stupidity is holy” and the fact steve feels like an idiot

we’re in love: jopper. “will you still love me if it turns out i’m insane?” joyce was known as a bit of the town loon. i’d imagine she worries a lot about these rumors. “some october in the future…i’ll be feeling lonely” everything started in october; that fall hopper was gone was most likely very very hard for joyce. then a switch to hopper cause “if you rewrite your life, can i still play a part in it?” about understanding joyce needs a change to get away from all the trauma but wanting to be with her still. “i’ll be the boy…who looks like hell and asks for help. and if you do, i’ll know it’s you” hop knows joyce will always help him; she proved it with helping him in russia. “there’s something about you that i will always recognize”

anti-curse: eddie. “i never listened, had to see for myself” “making peace with my inevitable death” “tried to be a halfway decent friend, would up a bad comedian” “an honest fool with more bad habits than you can count” it’s very eddie coded

letter to an old poet: el with one/vecna. i think she really did used to love him. i think she still remembers the person who tried to help make her feel less alone. “you’re not special, you’re evil” “you made me feel like an equal, but i’m better than you and you should know that by now” “i wanna be happy”

#stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #chief hopper #mike wheeler #steddie #dustin henderson #el hopper #boygenius #the record

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Hi emmi I hope you're having a good day!! <3

Can I get a ranking of songs from Born Sandy Devotional please?

cara, you have literally made my entire day, my entire week, fuck it, you've probably made my entire life by asking this question! can i just say, this album is absolutely a no-skips album - every single song deserves to be number one because they are seriously no flops. david mccomb, you wonderful man, i can’t believe you’ve done this! anyway let’s get down to business <3

10. stolen property i feel bad for this song because i haven’t given this song a real good listen mostly because i, a simpleton, can’t really get into a song that goes for longer than five minutes. and this song is 6:47. rip. i am a product of my time i know but i am sure once i listen to this song fully in the proper mood i will be in love with it. i mean it’s one of steve kilbey’s favourite songs and i’d trust that man with my life when it comes to music!

9. chicken killer

i do really like this song, it’s a pretty goofy song. i’m sure if you look closely at the lyrics there are plenty of references to love and literature that i am too blind to see. i’d like to imagine this is one of those songs where if i pick at it i can notice small things which to be fair is the real joy of music. being able to notice those things you wouldn’t normally see and create something from them.

8. lonely stretch

again i really do like this song! there is a real riders on the storm by the doors vibe to this song but it has been completely flipped on its head. it feels like you’re driving out and you take a wrong turn and the dread and worry and anxiety just builds up throughout the song as you slowly descend into madness along the highway. this is the reason i feel like dave gets a lot of credit for being a fantasic songwriter, you can imagine yourself just feeling lost with this song - not even in a geographic sense but in a ‘what am i suppose to do now with my life?’ sense.

7. life of crime the dark and foreboding sense in this song, the imagery through both the lyrics and music is incredible. i love the slight western feel to has to it, if that makes sense?? david's voice is commanding and masterful, he almost becomes a preacher and you almost gets a sense of what his voice was capable of in later albums.

6. personal things that organ and bass line hook playing that almost carnival/carousel waltz just grabs you and refuses to let go. again the sotry this song tells, he listed off items that his former lover owned, he described such small almost insignificant details such as what colours she wore but he teases the listener but not relieving all of the colours. why??? why would not tell us the colours?? again it’s the way that david pulls the listener in as you realise what this song is about, the breakup of a relationship that he doesn’t want to break up. it’s so conflicting which i think is the reason it’s so good

5. tarrilup bridge yeah yeah baby!!!! jill birt coming in to save the day!!! i am so glad david got her to sing this song because her voice almost becomes a part of the song and world he has created. she is literally the character of this woman i love the story this song has, it could almost be told as a ghost story! it reminds me a lot of early kate bush such as wuthering heights or hammer horror with these ghostly figures and disembodied voices telling these spooky stories about themselves. it sends shivers down my spine, especially towards the end how the disembodied voice just repeats ��and i drove off the edge of the tarrilup bridge’… just so haunting ! it’s like the ghost of this woman just slowly pulling you down to the underworld!!!

4. estuary bed i have a soft spot for this song because it does remind me very much of my home town which was very coastal and that feeling of walking home. again i hear this song and i am transported into a world, either my own or david’s. all the credit to mister mcomb here, he has such a way of creating an atmosphere in a song. it just takes you back to those carefree days walking in the blistering sun and creates a landscape that you can picture so vividly.

3. the seabirds this song is a masterpiece. i almost hate it that it is third because it is more than just that. it’s more than it will ever be. all the elements add something to this song to create, for me, an overwhelming sense of sadness. that guitar just causes such an ache in my chest that i almost feel like going to explode.i think the lines ‘she said "what's the matter now, lover boy, has the cat run off with your tongue? // are you drinking to get maudlin or drinking to get numb?"’ are some of the greatest lyrics ever written, and i hope david is proud of himself for those. speaking of lyrics i almost can’t listen to the lyrics of this song because if i focus too much on them i kinda get emotional??? in the end, this man has died and he’s so wrecked that even the sea birds refuse to come and eat him - and then he turns on us as the listener asking where were we? why weren’t we there to stop the suffering?. this song is a tragedy and that is the beauty of it.

2. wide open road here we go lads. i mean this song,,,, what can i say about this song? it’s honestly one of the best songs written, dare i say it’s the best song ever written. it is such a simple song but that is where it’s so complicated. the way that david has created this world about the breakdown of this relationship while creating a landscape through words is a little short of amazing. i mean ‘i wake up in the morning thinking i’m still y your side // i reach out just to touch you, then i realise it’s a wide open road….” just jesus fucking christ. you’re causing me serious pain here david!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it’s just so brutally honest, in both the emotions and vulnerability he shows but also the anger and hurt - “i drove out over the flatlines // hunting down you and him’. also that petal steel mixed in with that drum machine to create the space atmosphere again just perfect. you can not record this song in any other way, you just would not get the full meaning of it - everything in this song is perfect and shouldn’t be touched. there is a reason this song deserves all the hype in the world it gets, it’s just beautiful, and it’s well done.

1. tender is the night (the long fidelity) the perfect end to the perfect album <3 i totally get why people see this song as one about mr mcomb himself. whether that was the intention or not, i don’t know but i find it very hard to hear this song without thinking about him. again everything about this song is perfect and if you were the remove even the slightest bit from it just would not be the same song or make the same impact this song does. i just adore the line "where you are it will just be getting light", as graham lee said poetically “an amazing way to in so few words say you’re not here and i miss you”, which you can see in so many different ways and that is the wonderful part about music. also the part ‘he never asks after her anymore, he made a point of losing her address // and every trinket that she ever touched he keeps locked away and just burns up in the furnace of his chest” is so fucking beautiful, and anyone who has been in love can relate which is the most heartbreaking part about it. all the lyrics are just a goldfield of emotion and heartache, plus with the music and that petal steel mixed with jill’s sweet voice creates for a perfect cry fest </3 thank you so much david for all the work you left us, you make it feel like everything is ok.

#ask #earthandsunandmoon #i wish i was normal about this but then i would not be having as much fun as i am now!#this album is my new it girl but i do believe it will have such a lasting impact on my life forever #not to get all morality and whatever but this is such a wonderful album i want all the world to listen to it #can't even lie cara i have been waiting for you to ask me a question about the triffids and i still couldn't believe it once i saw it!!!!!!#my answer to this has been on my mind all day. it's all i can think about.#i'm so glad you are getting into them. i always thought they would be a band you'd like because they're quite landscapey

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