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gonna listen to Grace and have a little cry tonight 🥀
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Trailer park Steve AU part 45
part 1 | part 44 | ao3
Nancy, Jonathan, and some guy with the longest hair Steve's ever seen are standing in a loose circle with Eddie and his bandmates, talking and sort of dance-nodding along to The Power of Love by Huey Lewis (a fact that Steve absolutely intends to mock his boyfriend for the second he gets the chance), and Steve, like, mentally girds his loins.
He and Jon are cool with each other, and he and Eddie are obviously, uh, plenty warmed up to one another by now, but the rest of them...
One's a stranger, one's an ex who seems drunk as shit and is currently so invested in spinning around to the music that she hasn't opened her eyes to notice him, and the other three are thawing to him at a truly glacial pace. Steve hasn't so much as been invited to watch a rehearsal yet because Eddie's 'still working on them' and needs 'a bit more time, but don't worry, they'll come around.'
They don't openly scowl when he and Robin approach, though, so Steve takes that as a win.
"Harrington!" Eddie calls, bowing deeply to add, "Lady Buckley."
Steve would feel stung by the surname if not for how downright giddy Eddie sounds. God, he loves tipsy Eddie; fucking Disney cartoon boy.
"Munson," he plays along, giving him a sly grin and a shoulder bump as he sidles up next to him. "Didn't know you were allowed to leave the basement at these things."
Jeff interrupts his air-guitaring to glare at Steve, bur Eddie holds out a hand and assures him that Steve's just fucking around. Before Steve can apologize or defend himself, Long Hair Guy leans in across the circle, his eyes wide and intense and bloodshot to hell.
"Dude," he greets. "You have. Such beautiful hair."
Steve barks a laugh. Robin rolls her eyes. Jonathan also rolls his eyes, but it seems more fond and less annoyed. "Can't take you anywhere," he mutters to the guy, then asks them, "You guys met Argyle yet?"
Steve holds out a hand. Confusion washes over him as he processes what Jonathan just said. "Uh." Argyle. "Like the sweater?"
"Yeah, man," Argyle smiles, dopey and slow. Sure. The guy in head-to-toe tie-dye and a neon green fanny pack is named Argyle. Why not? "My parents wanted a sheep, but they got me, instead."
Jonathan laughs like it's the funniest joke he's ever heard. Steve's pretty sure he's too sober for this conversation.
They exchange handshakes, and Robin asks if she can touch the guy's hair, and they all slip into easy, friendly conversation, naturally splintering into smaller groups of twos and threes. Steve's just getting the rundown on all the 'sick new gear' the band got for Christmas when the song changes, and god, this night just could not get better.
"Oh, fuck off!" Eddie groans in the DJ's direction.
Steve has to practically swallow his lips to keep himself from cackling, and then he gives up and does it, anyway, because Eddie looks like he just sucked a lemon while watching a dog die as his bandmates all start sing-shouting along. "We're talking away..."
"No." Eddie wheels around and points a finger at Steve, because Steve's singing, too.
Steve just sings louder. "I don't know what, I'm to say!"
"Oh, my god." He scrubs a hand down his face, dragging the skin down until Steve can see the pale pink of his inner eyelid. "Nobody I know has any goddamn taste!"
"Maybe you don't have any taste!" Robin teases, bouncing around and swinging her arms haphazardly to the music.
Nancy backs her up with a mumbled "Yeah!" but she's still spinning around in such tight circles that Steve doubts she has a single clue what's happening in the argument right now. Which is kind of endearing, actually. He likes how willing she is to stick up for people.
The chorus kicks in; Gareth air-drums the switch to half time just before Frank does an honestly super impressive falsetto of 'in a day or twoooooo', and Eddie despairs while Steve laughs his fucking head off.
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part 46
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#trailer park steve au#steddie#steddie fic#steve harrington#eddie munson#robin buckley#nancy wheeler#jonathan byers#argyle stranger things#corroded coffin#my writing#my fic
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lover, you should've come over
wc: 0.8k fem!reader
synopsis: bakugo has nightmare but it's not reality? :O
Late at night, in the privacy of his dimly lit room, Bakugo found solace in the melody of his old guitar. The chords he played resonated with the turmoil in his heart, and as he sang, his voice was a raw echo of his unspoken emotions.
"Lover, you should've come over..." he crooned softly, the lyrics of Jeff Buckley's song becoming his confession to the void of his solitude. His fingers danced on the strings, and the mournful tune filled the room.
In that moment, Bakugo couldn't help but remember the one who had gotten away, the one who had known the gentler side of him that he rarely let anyone see. She was a fleeting star in his chaotic universe, a love he had pushed away because he thought it was a weakness.
As he continued to sing, his eyes glistened with unshed tears. The memories of her, the warmth of her smile, the way her presence had once brought peace to his relentless soul, haunted him. He had believed that strength meant isolation, but now he realized the emptiness that came with it.
His phone lay on his nightstand, its screen lighting up with a message from her, the one he had pushed away. She had reached out, offering forgiveness, an opportunity to rekindle what they once had. And yet, Bakugo hesitated.
The world still needed him, his power, his heroics, but the pain of a love loss was a weight that grew heavier with each passing day. He knew that he couldn't keep living in solitude, singing songs of sorrow and regret in the dead of night.
"Lover, I'm torn down the middle," he sang with a voice choked with emotion. "But I don't wanna feel so different... Oh, lover, please come back to me..."
Bakugo knew he had a choice to make. The world outside might demand his strength, but his heart yearned for something he had neglected for too long. With trembling fingers, he reached for his phone, the lyrics still echoing in his head.
He began to type a message, a message that could change his life, and he sent it to her. "I'm ready," it read, "I want you back in my life. I've been a fool for too long."
As he pressed send, a wave of vulnerability washed over him. The sound of the guitar still lingered in the room, but the sorrowful tune was slowly fading, giving way to a glimmer of hope, a chance for reconciliation, and the possibility of mending what he had once torn apart.
That's when the soft hum of the AC finally registered in Bakugo’s mind. Bakugo also registered the person in his arms. They were 3rd year students now, their shared journey through hero training at its peak. But tonight, the weight of the future pressed upon their hearts as they snuggled on his bed.
Bakugo's arms that were wrapped around her tightened after he figured out where he was, and her head was nestled against his chest. His fingers now traced absent minded patterns on her arm as they gazed at the Tv showing a movie that had been silenced and long forgotten.
"Hey," Bakugo mumbled, breaking the quietude. "You ever think about the future?"
She shifted to look up at him, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Yeah, all the time. It is kinda scary, isn't it? We'll be pro heroes soon."
Bakugo nodded; his gaze still fixed on the fading light. "Yeah, it's scary, but it's exciting too. We've worked our asses off for this, and we're gonna be amazing heroes."
She smiled, her heart warmed by his determination. "I have no doubt about that, Katsuki. We'll make a great team."
His hand gently cupped her cheek, and he leaned down to press a soft kiss to her lips. "Of course, we will. No one can match us."
They lay in silence for a while, simply enjoying the comfort of each other's presence. The gentle sounds of the night filled the room—the distant laughter of other students, the whisper of the wind, and the creaking of the dorm building.
Finally, Bakugo broke the silence, his voice a soft whisper, filled with a tenderness that was reserved for her alone. "You know, I can't wait for the future. I can't wait to be a hero with you by my side. And there's something else I can't wait for..."
Her eyes sparkled with curiosity. "What is it, Katsuki?"
Bakugo took a deep breath, and his fingers gently traced a line down her cheek. "I can't wait to marry you," he confessed, his gaze unwavering. "When all of this hero stuff is behind us, and we've made a name for ourselves, I want to marry you. Be with you forever."
A surge of warmth flooded over her heart, and she felt her eyes welling up with happy tears. "Katsuki... I can't wait for that either."
thank you for reading ♡
#bakugou katsuki#mha#mha bakugo katsuki#bakugou x reader#bakugo x reader#bakugo x you#bakugo x y/n#katsuki bakugou#bakugo katuski x reader#mha x reader#mha x you#bakugo x female reader
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Fandom Peeps to Get to Know Better
got tagged in an ask meme by @saltedpin thank you!!! I love oversharing on the internet!!!
3 Ships you like: god. okay. be cruel then.
Winter/Kitten - yes we're leading with OCs deal with it SOMETIMES you take a beloved archetype pairing, reshape them like silly putty, put them in separate dnd games, and spend four years running continuous RP with a partner in multiple different au variations because they are perfect actually (shout out to @andromeda-reinvented for literally keeping me sane and fed :prayer emoji:)
Kitten is my husband and also my phone lockscreen and has never done anything wrong in his life (the murders are fine)
Songxue - this is the wizard behind the curtain of winter/kitten, but they are different for all that they're the same. otherwise, uh. see above for all other applicable details lmao
Endhawks - the DRAMA the DILFYNESS the LEGEND look all of my pairings need a certain level of unhealthy devotion and self-sacrifice and not to spoil the current manga chapters for anyone but [blood seeps from my mouth as I start screeching incoherently] anyway yeah big man hot little guy feral
Ganlink - hey riley why are you putting an unnecessary fourth pairing, did you think we weren't already very clearly aware of your type here. no. okay. sure. big man hot little guy feral!!!!!
First Ship Ever: oh god bro I don't know if I have the memory details for that. the first ships I remember going and reading fic for were bandom (*nsync, JC/Lance, yes you heard me) or probably good old gundam wing 1x2, despite having seen approximately none of the show lmao
Last song you heard: Nightmares by the sea - jeff buckley when I started / The life I was missing - flannel graph when I finished (all off my Winter playlist. it's 12hrs long)
Favourite childhood book: I was one of those advanced reader kids who turned up my nose at kids books and for many years almost exclusively read sf/f off dad's bookshelf, which is a long way of saying it was the full ten book run of the belgariad and the mallorean, which I would reread twice a year between the ages of 9-16
is it my favourite now? god no. but I cannot deny what shaped me
Currently Reading: I just started the first Dragonlance book so, I guess, some things don't change
Currently Watching: everything currently airing on Dropout, also The Expanse (finally)(slowly)(I like it too much to binge I think)
Currently Craving: D I N N E R
Tagging: HMMMM ok @andromeda-reinvented, @bigneonglitter, @oldcoyote, @prairie-grass, and anyone else who wants to just say I tagged u!!!
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You KNOW I gotta hit you with some of these...
7, but give me Iceman or give me death; 21 and 24; and 38 for the Top Gun asks!! >:)
WOODSY! thank u thank u for the ask! (so excited i'm vibrating out of my body!)
7. Do you have any headcanons about [character or ship]?
Oh boy! Do I! alrighty, here we go!
ice drinks tea! he is a tea drinker! When he gets the chance, he'll have a cup before bed every night! (Black tea, some milk, some honey/sugar!)
Icemav looovveee old country music; like Patsy Cline, some Dolly Parton here and there, Glen Campbell (!!!!!), TAMMY WYNETTE (!!!!) etc. etc.
Mav used to take the mufflers off his motorcycle to make it sound really loud and to annoy the hell out of everyone driving and existing around him! (i hate him.)
Ice can draw! He doesn't practice often (rarely) but he can draw. he knows his way around a pencil.
1990's Bradley/Rooster would have loved Jeff Buckley! I just feel it in my bones.
Ok... i'll stop.. for now..
21. Favourite helmet design?
watch out. gonna be so pretentious art student about this one. i can't help myself i might have to give an opinion on everyone's helmet one day...
FAV HELMET-- phoenix's !! we don't talk about her helmet (and her tbh) enough!! i've seen different versions of it, some without something on the back, others with. But regardless, her helmet is still the best.
The typeface????? the cards on the side?? the spades?? the red leading line going across the whole helmet?? hello people?? this is a visual masterpiece!!! it's recognizable! It's simple, but detailed where it matters! the usage of space and negative space!! phoenix u should've been a graphic designer...
and when phoenix's helmet is compared to THIS!!!???!!
phoenix's looks like the fucking Sistine Chapel or something. yale, is that TIMES NEW ROMAN ON YOUR HELMET????? insane.
24. A line you quote all the time?
Oh oh oh! One I've been quoting the last couple weeks is:
Goose! Ah no!
It doesn't sound like how Mav talks throughout the rest of the movie and I find it so funny. Mav almost sounds like he's from... New York? Or Boston? (i don't actually know. as you know I'm not American so i don't know) but it's so fun to say.
And another one I used say is this line Slider says to Goose:
Goose, you're such a dickhead.
Idk, I say them to my cat mostly. but they replay in my head more often than I actually say them.
38. Which character do you project on the most?
As I've been writing for The Jeep Universe (also thank u for coming up with that! it's so much easier then typing out the whole title!), I've been projecting the most on Maverick!
Me and Maverick are very similar in some ways (sigh, diagnosed with ADHD way too late) and i think that allows me to be more critical with him. And as I continued to explore his personality I realized that we're alike, not in the impulsive, balls to the wall way, but on an emotional regulation and "mental" level (does that even make sense) me and mav are similar. and that's probably part of the reason I can't stand him sometimes.
I'm sorry this got so long! but I was having fun so whatevs. Thank you again for the asks!! this was wonderful!
#im sorry yale but come on now. new times new roman??? ur crazy im sorry#don't ever get me started on ice's helmet i will be mean#top gun ask game#top gun 1986#top gun#stopthatfool goes crazy and explodes
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So uh... I haven't really been on here in *checks watch* about two months. However, it appears that time doesn't stop in my absence (very surprising!), so I'm taking this opportunity to do some memes I was tagged in in the interim. Not sure I tracked all of them down, but thanks to at least @thestarsarecool, @boshemians, and @skylikeaflame for tagging me in one or more of the memes under the cut. I'm going to not tag anyone in Beatles fandom since I assume these have circulated more than enough times, but for the sake of cross-fandom-pollination, if @deliciouskeys or @laurieodell wants to do any of these, feel free. Or don't. Anyway.
"things to get to know me" game
Last song I listened to: What Goes Around... / ...Comes Around - Justin Timberlake. Yes he's evil but... come on, we're in Beatles fandom.
Favorite color: I don't really enjoy wearing it or even really looking at it, but my instinctive answer is always red.
Currently watching: The last series I started was Gen V, which is a spinoff of The Boys. It's alright-- if anyone's familiar with The Boys, the feel is more similar to the Starlight storyline than anything else in there, with some added teen drama mystery vibes.
Last movie I watched: Apocalypse Now. War movies aren't exactly my thing, though it's been on my to-watch list for a long time because of Marlon Brando. I also do have a maybe irrational appreciation for anything anti-Vietnam because of how into that movement the Beatles were-- even Paul had to admit that John's anti-war songs maybe slightly had a hint of a point from that angle! I also watched Tár a couple days ago, which I astutely noticed is actually pretty good.
Currently reading: ... :). The book I technically have open is The City and The Pillar by Gore Vidal, but I can't honestly say I'm reading it. Soon!
Sweet/Spicy/Savory: Secret fourth option: sour.
Last thing I googled: Well, I just looked up to see if The City and The Pillar had a film adaptation (motivation to actually finish), and while it doesn't, Wikipedia did inform me that the book itself appears in a movie called Dino at the Beach. Unfortunately, it's Dino as in Bernardino, not as in dinosaur. Very sad.
Current Obsession: Obviously the Beatles, though it's been waning a bit. I'll also say that I recently watched the Adventure Time spinoff Fionna and Cake (partly prompted by seeing you reblog posts about it, Maya! Though that one fanart where Simon Petrikov says he's starting to look like John Lennon was incredibly disturbing to me personally) and I've been thinking about that still on probably a daily basis since.
Current Thing I'm Working On: Myself :). Just kidding, actually the opposite. Actively destroying my psyche by going into John Lennon mode and writing mpreg.
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"make a playlist from the letters of your username" game
I just typed in each letter into spotify to see what it gave me. I do like all these songs a lot, not sure I would necessarily put them in a single playlist... but an interesting thought experiment to figure out what the theme would be. Perhaps evil mclennon? Is there any other kind?
v - Vampire, Olivia Rodrigo
e - Electic Love, BØRNS
i - It Will Come Back, Hozier
d - Demons, Doja Cat
e - Eternal Life, Jeff Buckley
l - Love, Keyshia Cole
o - Ode To Sleep, Twenty One Pilots
n - Northern Downpour, Panic! At The Disco
and a bonus-- the Beatles/Beatles-adjacent songs I filtered out:
v - Venus & Mars
e - Eleanor Rigby
i - I'm Looking Through You
d - Dress Me Up As A Robber
e - Every Little Thing
l - Lady Madonna
o - Oh! Darling
n - Not Guilty
Did spotify out me as a McCartney purist (with a rogue George)....... i'm literally not!!! I hate to admit this but my most listened to album last month was fucking Walls & Bridges..... and yet.
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Last Line Game
Rules: Make a new post and post your latest/most recent line from your WIP and tag as many people as there are words
I'm actually not cheating and I'm picking my most recently written line.
He doesn’t want anyone gawking at his soul, least of all some quack healer. He’s already well aware that there’s something dead wrong with it– that’s not the issue here.
Riveting stuff, yes? I wish I could get back into John Lennon mode so I could actually finish this chapter... it's been 7 months. Maybe I'll have to wait until the 9th?
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oh kanga-roo big star cover studio outtake 1993 by jeff buckley we're really in it now....
#truly one of the world's most perfect things#the drums the bass#this arrangement so delicious#soundtrack#Youtube
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lover you should have come over in summer at 8:42pm headphones on windows open. oh jeff buckley we're really in it now
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oh jeff buckley we're really in it now...
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Automatic writing from 12.2.24
Me: What did the travel dream from this morning mean?
HS: You're going back to somewhere known. You won't need much, just the same things from before. Not for long, you've only packed just enough.
Me: Why did I swap suitcases with my mother?
HS: Swapping the suitcase was something small, but unexpected. You're disappointed and annoyed with this turn of events. There's nothing wrong though. It doesn't have to mean anything. It's not a setback, just a keep on of carrying on.
Me: Why?
HS: Some people aren't done.
Me: What's with the used car dealership?
HS: Everything will be the same. Nothing is changing. There is no need. There is no point.
Me: What's with the stale, musty clothes?
HS: You don't care. This is a short stay. Nothing matters.
Me: Why was AL's bag in my luggage? And why did we pick her up? Why was she getting along with my dad?
HS: It's not really her, anymore, is it ? It's her NPC. Nevertheless, she keeps you company. She, your dad, they're both NPCs.
Me: What did yesterday's school dream mean?
HS: The reason for the further short stay. You as the one, are not quite done. Almost, but not yet. A little further to go. One more push. The home stretch. You can be excited now. Once you feel it, it will be for good reason. The last thread of the veil, breaking, is timed with the exact moment the stage curtain hits the ground. It is one and the same. It is one.
Me: Anything else?
HS: Say goodbye. This is the last goodbye. (Jeff Buckley's song The Last Goodbye comes to mind. I see him in a plaid shirt, holding his guitar and singing. This is our last goodbye... Oh I hate to see the love between us die. But it's over... )
I play the song and during it, I'm reminded of your dream where you are trying to round everyone up together. I get this feeling, Everyone Knows It's Time. All it is, is just a decision to switch focus. Some are reluctant, a myriad of reasons, but we're all One and It's Time.
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I feel at all feist 2:57 PM—Oh I'll be the one who'll break my heart
I'll be the one to hold the gun—
I know more than I knew before
I know more than I knew before
I didn’t rest I didn’t stop
Did we fight or did we talk On my head the water pours Fly away to what you want to make
Ho-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ome—-in the last few days there has been a lot about water purification, and how I have always been able to touch and hold the deep pain of the world. Rather than tell people about myself, I would always ask them about how they were and what was happening, and let them talk to me. When I was young I did not know that I was a healer. Honestly I didn’t actually know until the Tarot Reader told me in 2016; that was the first time I admitted it to myself, but when I look back I realize that it’s been my role since I was a child. My first healer told me once told me that when I was in the world, I was… I didn’t want to come out. Because I knew how much pain and war was waiting for me. She used that word, war.
Deep down, Paul McCartney 3:00 PM—
I need to talk to you
I wanna talk to you
Come let me be with you tonight—These words come after 14 repetitions of the chorus.
Warning The Notorious B.I.G. 3:06 PM—“Biggie’s friend Pop warns Biggie about a plot against his head”
Who the fuck is this, pagin' me at 5:46 in the morning?—People have been paging me at crazy hours for the last week
Now they heard you're blowin' up like nitro
And they wanna stick the knife through your windpipe slow
Oh shit
What? What's wrong?
What's that red dot on your head, man?
What red dot?
Oh shit! You got a red dot on your head, too— now for one I got my cat a laser toy and it makes her fucking crazy, but they wanted me to mention this part. I prefer to skip this song altogether because I don’t like to think about people trying to shoot me but The first kinks song to ever play was “I’m not like everybody else” let’s put it that way.
Shades of cool Lana Del Rey 3:07 PM – – now for some reason they had me hit shuffle to figure out what was going on… This is a song that I used to sing for Psychic Jack a lot. Not sure what exactly is going on but I can tell you my nervous system has been shot all day, and I just had a cuppa coffee about half an hour ago for the first time. When I was singing to Jack somethings seemed to help him even though it’s a sad song about someone being unreachable. It was at this point that we changed to an old playlist called spinning, a collection of songs for me to spin to, to get the message. Well I don’t have to spin at this point. 98% of all messages come through clear as day.
Little House of savages, the Walkman, 3:13 PM—Somebody's waiting for me at home
I should have known Somebody's got a car outside
Let's take a ride And I know that it's late, but I don't wanna go
Somebody's waiting for me at home I should've told
Tears dry on their own Amy Winehouse 3:18 PM…But to walk away, I have no capacity
King of my heart Taylor Swift 3:19 PM…Salute to me, I'm your American queen
And you move to me like I'm a Motown beat
And we rule the kingdom inside my room Is this the end of all the endings?
My broken bones are mending
With all these nights we're spending
Up on the roof with a school girl crush
Used to be beach house 3:19 PM… song about separated lovers
Lilac wine 3:33 PM jeff Buckley —Was hypnotized by a strange delight
the Bulgarian who I’ve mentioned before explained that JB had actually been watching over me for a few years . There’s lots about Jeff in the tapes, and also he was one of the first pictures that I spoke to. One of the witches tricked me into thinking I was a… This is embarrassing… Having sex with Jeff Buckley and David Bowie when actually it was some lower realm spirit situation. I will say, it wasAn illuminating experience.
(This is the original dog-eared picture from 2017.)
Sex with spirits, good or bad, is really really good. Don’t get started. By the way they want me to point out that at this moment, 6:41 PM, hypnotize u is playing by nerd. Look at the lyrics.
Wipe off my sweat, Blondie, 3:33 PM…don’t stop for anything
Ell ess two, pavement 3:38 pm—You need a thing i might have
And I need it oh so bad
If you fish in a man-made lake
Don't mind the fishing to cruise the end off
There’s the money that you leave me for
(I just wanna point out that I love the fuck out of pavement, and I’m so glad they got back together.)
Never gonna happen Lily Allen 3:40 PM…Believe me when I tell you that I never wanna see you again And please can you stop calling 'cause it's getting really boring
In heaven pixies 3:44 PM…In Heaven
Everything is fine
Pioneer to the falls 3:46 PM Interpol… You may have seen me talk about the song yesterday or the day before… Today I got something new. I can’t believe it took me so long. The line that came through super hard was “here comes the fall. “
Subway, yeah yeah yeah,3:51 pm—-And then in my mind I flash to immediately after Stella‘s funeral, when I was back in New York at Union Square, and fell down the gap, hitting my head on the train car and getting a concussion. That was October 12. You might notice that I’ve had quite a few head traumas at this point… Five concussions since 2014.
It doesn’t take a genius to know that your brain can bleed easier the more concussions you have, which would eventually lead to death.
Let’s just say that I am going to be extra careful.
You’ve been flirting again, Bjork 3:55 pm—All that she said was true
Give her some time, give her some space
All that she said was true How you reacted was right
Drumming song Florence and the machine 4:00 PM…There's a drumming noise inside my head
That throws me to the ground
I ran to the tower where the church bells chime
I hoped that they would clear my mind
They left a ringing in my ear
But that drum's still beating loud and clear—-this brings up one of the first times I remember being led. I had just started going to church which was something that my niece dragged me too oh because she to an extent could see what was happening, and she was really into God when she will partner on earth. Anyways no surprises by Radiohead started to play as we were getting closer and closer to my apartments. Finally when we got there as the song just starts to hit its crescendo, there was a humongous branch torn down from the tree in front of our building. Just hanging there. I asked the pendulum who did it, and I was told it was the boy standing on the corner who was about 20 years old. I walked over to him and I started screaming. Things like that happen all the time, where I thought I was talking to my niece oh and I was taking the information as true.That branch was the first branch that I remember them breaking, and it lived in my house for quite a while. Right now it is 7:07 PM and they just started to play bjork’s “bachelorette—family tree version” with the lyrics “I’m the branch that you break “.
Silence kid pavement 4: 11 PM…Come on let’s talk about leaving
Come on now, talk about your family
Your sister's cursed, your father's old and damned, yeah— it’s worth mentioning hear that in May 2017 I was told that Jack’s father was also a sickness and that he was killed by these people. I went on Facebook to see if I could find him I, and for some reason I was not able to send him a message. In 2014 before Jack got married he told his father that he was in love with me, and that we had gotten pregnant, so I know that at the very least there was one person in his family who knew that we were serious.
Hey jane spiritualized 4: 13 PM—stella loved for me to sing this. Once I sang it to her at crif dogs,
Which was always challenging to explain to people what I was doing. It’s safe to say I was pretty cut-off from humans at that juncture; my head was not my own.
You took a call then you ran all day—once the spirits “reached me” I would follow that call all day; balance was impossible.
Ain't got time to waste my brakes—accident
Ain't got time to make no mistakes with you
Show 'em what you can do—this is about being constantly tested
Hey Jane, where you gonna die?
Live life like a butterfly
Feel safe, babe by your side
Cheat death on another ride
Hey Jane, where you gonna die?
You got wings like a butterfly
Meet death, baby all alone
"Sweet Jane" on the radio—stella is often referred to as a butterfly and a guardian, also sweet jane was a song they used to refer to me from the very beginning.
(It seems worth mentioning that waves of rye and not now john , we will rock you and let us entertain you have played, with the chorus i’ve got soul but I’m not a soldier playing which, if you’ve been following, is important to our story. To me that’s Jakk calling out.)
Slaves i&bulldozers Soundgarden 4: 19 p.m.—-this one used to play a lot. It’s a little painful now. I remember singing at a tree once. There’s this whole thing about the trinity of me stella and Jakk; what tied us, what came before, and what could have been. This to me is all about why we lost her, and what is at the root. If you were reading way back when, you know that I had a past life reading done about me and the blonde rich closet which back in 2019 which showed that she had been my slave in toga times, and that I did not let her go free after promising that I would. So the title of this one is potent.Also worth mentioning it’s one of the major repetitive pieces of graffiti that it’s all over our area is sts1, which I was told meant seer to slave.
I sang this song to Chris Cornell today for what it’s worth.
Sleep alone, bat for lashes, 4:44—Last night's parties and last night's horrorshow
Smiling and whirling and kissing all I know
Give my soul, give my soul, sing it free across the sea
A lonely spell to conjure you, but conjure hell is all I do
Us v them LCD sound system 4:50 PM—
It's just us and them
Over and over again
Us v. them
Over and over again
Us v. them
Over and over again
Us v. them
Over and over again
Us and them
Over and over again
Stopping here.
Over and out.
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