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A Cut Above The Rest
Mechanic!Eddie x Fem!Hairdresser!Reader
Will You Be My Girl? (Part 10) FINAL PART
Summary:Things are starting to look up for you as the prospect of a new job comes your way, and the boy of your dreams has one final surprise for you (sorry I suck at summaries but I didn't want to spoil anything!!)
also I highly suggest listening to this just so you can imagine the same thing I imagined when I wrote a particular scene.
Thank you so much to everyone and anyone who read and enjoyed this fic. Writing it was at times very challenging but it warms my heart to know that even a small handful of people liked this story. 🧡
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It takes you about an hour and a half to drive into Indianapolis, the sounds of Shania Twain’s ‘Come On Over’ album filtering through your car’s CD player as you pull up outside of the salon in the centre of town.
The exterior of the building already looks way more fancier than any other establishment you’ve ever set foot in, never mind worked in, with colourful lights and flowers decorating the windows.
You pick up your portfolio from your passenger side seat and make your way to the salon. You push through the door, with a chirpy bell ringing above you as you do.
You approach the front desk where a young girl with long, dark braids greets you.
“Hello, Welcome to Blossom Studios, how can I help you today?” she smiles, her pearly teeth shining between glossy lips.
“Um hi, I spoke to Madison Martin on the phone a few days ago, I have a meeting with her today.” you say confidently.
“Ah yes, of course! You must be Y/n? I heard Maddie talking about you. Right this way.” she smiles as she brings you through the salon’s already busy floor to a small room toward the back.
The girl knocks on the door,
“Hey! Maddie, your girl is here.” she shouts.
“Thank you, Naomi, send her in.” comes the voice from behind the door.
Naomi pushes the door open for you, and ushers you into the small back-room.
A woman with her glossy strawberry blonde hair styled back into a sleek and professional ponytail stands up to greet you.
“Hi, I’m Madison, you must be Y/n, right?” she smiles as she extends her hand for you to shake.
“Yes, that’s me.” you nod politely as you shake her offered hand.
“Well, we’re a bit short staffed at the moment, and we are looking for people to work here on a more permanent basis, and when I saw your advertisement in the library, I thought I’d take a chance on you.”
“Well I’m very glad of the opportunity.” you smile. “If I may, I’d like to show you my portfolio?” you say raising the black ring binder in your hands.
“Of course, I’d love to see your work.” she returns as you hand over your folder.
You sit quietly as Madison begins to leaf through your folder, looking over the pictures of your work, as well as reading through your resume and cover letter.
“I see that you're a very accomplished stylist, and have a very well-put together portfolio. If you’re willing, I would love to ask you to be a part of our styling team.” she smiles brightly handing over your portfolio back to you.
“That would be amazing! I would love to” you cheer.
“That’s wonderful news, of course for the first two weeks, we’ll have one of our senior stylists shadow you, and show you how we do things around here, but I think that someone like you could be a great asset to our team” Madison praised.
“Again, thank you so much for this wonderful opportunity, I promise I’ll give it my all.” you reassure her with a confident smile.
“I’m sure you will.” she shakes your hand once more. “You start Monday at nine o’clock.”
“Nine o’clock it is, I’ll see you then. Thank you again.” You smile brightly as you gather your things back up and make your way out of the Salon.
You get back into your car before breaking into a small victory cheer, thinking how things couldn’t have gone any better for you.
You reach into your bag to pull out your phone, immediately wanting to call Robin to tell her the good news.
The line rings three times before she picks up, her voice already eager to hear what you had to say.
“Well? Did you get it? Did you get the job?” she babbles out.
“I got the job!” you tell her, beaming with happiness and a wide smile spreading across your face.
You have to hold your phone away from your ear slightly as the sound of enthusiastic screams from your best friend echo down the line.
“I knew you would get it! I told you!” she exclaims, with a cheerful laugh. “Get back here and I’ll treat you to a celebratory drink in The Hideout!”
“You’re on, Buckley. I’ll see you there.” you say as you end the phone call and begin to make your way back into Hawkins.
“Right, I just got off the phone with Y/n” Robin says, pulling Eddie closer. “So that gives you about an hour and a half to make sure everything is ready to go for when she gets here, okay?”
“Relax, Buckley. I know the plan. I worked it out myself, I’ll have you know.” Eddie replies confidently.
“Okay, so when she gets here, I’m going to bring her in, get a drink with her at the bar, and then you and your boys are on, got it?” She reiterates the plan once more, going through it, making sure every last detail goes as it should.
“Got it.” Eddie nods, his shaggy curls bouncing as he does, before turning to go set up things on the stage.
“Oh! Eddie?” Robin calls out to him. “Good luck.” she smiles giving him a thumbs up.
He rewards her with a thumbs up of his own before setting up the stage with the rest of Corroded Coffin.
You walk into the already busy and bustling Hideout, and surely enough Robin is there to greet you with wide open arms.
“There she is! The girl of the hour” she smiles, bringing you into a squeezing tight hug. “I knew you’d nail it”
“Thanks Rob!” you nod.
“Now how about I buy you a celebratory beer?”
“Sounds perfect to me.”
You take the time to enjoy a quiet drink with your friend on a Friday evening, catching up with each other, and just talking about everything and anything.
“Y’know, Eddie’s performing with his band in a bit, shall we head down to the stage to watch him?”
You can’t help the butterflies that flutter in your stomach at the mention of his name.
You link your arm around Robin’s and make your way over to the seats in front of the stage.
The guitars, drum kit and microphone stand are already wired and set up, as Eddie and the rest of the band make their way on to the stage.
He looks every inch the rockstar you know he is, with his beloved Dio vest thrown over a dark Judas Priest t-shirt. Ripped black jeans and a pair of black DMs complete his look. He saunters up to the microphone as he slings his crackled red and black guitar across his body.
“Good evening everyone!” he shouts out to the small gathered crowd, earning him a few cheers “I hope everyone’s having a great day! We are Corroded Coffin, and tonight we are here to make your Friday a little bit more metal.” he rasps as he leans into the microphone with a slight chuckle.
Eddie and the rest of the band launch into their set list, playing a few songs from Black Sabbath, Motörhead, and Metallica. His voice is perfectly gravelly and low as he plays along with the rest of the band perfectly.
“Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to change things up a little.” he says putting his electric guitar on the stand and reaching for his acoustic guitar and taking a seat on a bar stool that had been placed on stage.
“I’ve recently had someone very special come back into my life, and she's amazing, and beautiful and if I'm being honest, totally out of my league..” he chuckles, earning a few laughs from his audience “so I'd like to dedicate this final song to her.”
The rest of the band take a backseat, as Eddie takes centre stage with the spot-light hitting him, illuminating him in a soft golden glow.
Eddie’s fingers start to pluck the strings of his guitar in perfect rhythm, and suddenly you find yourself turning to Robin with wide eyes when you immediately recognise the opening notes of Whitney Houston’s Saving All My Love For You. Your favourite song. The song that you had shared with Eddie all those years ago.
Eddie’s raspy voice joins in, the song being slowed and pitched down slightly, perfectly arranged and to fit the slow romantic vibe of the song.
You watch him intently, with the biggest smile on your face, and when his gaze catches yours in the middle of the crowd he gives you a small wink and a smile, letting you know that he sees you, and every word he’s singing is meant for you and nobody else.
The song ends, and applause is heard all around as Eddie puts his guitar down and leans into the microphone one final time.
“Thank you everyone, you’ve been a wonderful audience, and you guys enjoy the rest of your evening.”
You turn to Robin as you watch Eddie make his way off stage.
“I’m gonna go see him.” you smile before running off to find Eddie.
“Go get your man, girl!” you hear Robin cheer as you
“Eddie!!” you shout out as you sprint your way to him before colliding your body with his and wrapping your arms around him in the tightest hug you can manage. You feel him return your affections as he slips his arms around you and places a kiss to the crown of your head.
You pull away from him, although you find his hands holding their place on your hips.
“You sang my favourite song.” your voice comes out as no more than a whisper as your emotions catch up with you.
He’s bashful under your gaze, his cheeks blooming with a pink flush.
“I did.” Eddie nods. “There’s this girl I really like and I kinda wanted to impress her.” he chuckles, as his eyes flick down to your lips. “I also wanted to ask her if she would be my girlfriend.” he flashes you that cheeky boyish smile that you’ve come to love. “So, Y/n, Sweetheart, will you be my girl?”
“Yes!” you smile up at him, your heart bursting with love.
“There’s another thing I’ve been meaning to ask you.” Eddie nodded as he looked at you with those beautiful, big brown eyes.
“Oh?”
“Can I kiss you?”
You rise up on your tip-toes to meet him, kissing him with a soft peck to his lips.
“Indeed you can.” you smirk at him, as you pull away from his lips, only to feel him pull you close to his body.
He presses his lips against yours, one of his hands holds steady on your hips and the other weaves its way into your hair, as he kisses you with all the passion that he has for you. Warmth bloomed in your chest at the gentle brush of Eddie’s lips on yours. Kissing him made you feel dizzy, like a million butterflies fluttering in your stomach. Kissing Eddie just felt right. Like you were always meant to be together like this.
You part from his lips breathlessly with a smile.
“In case it wasn’t already obvious, I love you, have done for a while if I’m being totally honest.” Eddie confesses, his lips curling up in a matching smile.
“I love you too, Eddie.” you nod, taking your hand in his, lacing your fingers together. “I love you a lot, actually.”
When Eddie had helped you after you had broken down on that cold and rainy road on the outskirts of Hawkins, fleeing from heartbreak, you never could have imagined that it would lead to this, but you’re glad it did. Forever thankful to your metal-head in shining leather who helped fix your broken car, and helped to mend your broken heart.
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Share pdude hcs??? 😈
ok soooo. idk if you mean one pdude in particular sooo imma do the basic ones! (p1,p2,p3,p4)
good lord it has been forever since ive been able to write down my hcs for these sillies, and i have a whole bunch so i'll put it under le cut :)
p1
-well versed in ASL, uses it in overwhelming situations
-sunglasses double as prescription lenses (i give this hc to basically all of the other dudes, but i think p1 would need glasses more than any of them)
-probably the smartest of the other dudes. essentially a polymath. if you ask him a question about almost anything, he'd probably give you a reasonable answer
-surprisingly good at drawing. does better with drawing portraits rather than full body. has a very scratchy and rough looking art style
-(technically canon bcuz of like, the war journal) writes in a journal (essentially a diary, but he'd rather die than call it that), mainly writes about his emotions and internal struggles, but sometimes writes about the other dudes and his experiences with them
-cannot go to sleep in silence. he's gotta have music on or some sort of background noise or else his mind starts to wander
p2
-physically can't stay in one place without moving. whether it be rocking in place, tapping his foot, or shifting his weight from one foot to the other, he's always making some sort of movement.
-actually pretty friendly to those around him. he just has a pretty short temper, getting easily agitated by things (or people) around him
-besides p1, probably the skinniest of all the dudes. mans is all bones compared to say p4 or p3
-champ is his emotional support animal. he's been through a lot, and champ is basically his only refresher from the hell he lives in
-strangely flexible...can slip through fairly small cracks and corners easily
-has a LOT of vocal stims. this mf meows whenever he sees a cat. he makes random noises to himself. he repeats things that he hears others say
p3
-got a surprisingly good amount of muscle on him. goes to the gym pretty often. definitely flexes whenever he gets the chance
-slight southern accent. very noticeable when he gets angry or when he talks fast. if you point it out to him, he'd probably get really embarrassed
-average r&b enjoyer. out of the blue, p1 once asked who luther vandross was, to which p3 gave an almost hour long lecture about the importance of r&b and why it's one of the best genres to date, why old r&b is miles better than new r&b, quizzing p1 on different artists, etc
-also an unironic country music enjoyer. he begs and pleads the other dudes to let him play just a little bit of johnny cash whenever he's offered the aux cord. maybe a bit of dolly parton. hell, probably some shania twain, if he's feeling bold.
-a fairly good singer. he's no freddie mercury, but to say he's horrible would be an overstatement. knows what songs are in his range, and which ones aren't. isn't really one to sing out loud in front of a lot of people, though. (one time, he sang to p1 in an attempt to calm him down during one of his moments. it worked, surprisingly :0)
p4
-one of the happiest dudes. at this point in his life, he's not nearly as violent as the others (he still has his moments, of course, but he's not one to just spontaneously go ham) and just sorta accepts things as they are
-a genre GOD. this man listens to pretty much everything. his favorite genres are funk, nu-metal (or metal in general), pop, and r&b (he and p3 bond over their fav artists)
-while champ is basically an emotional support animal to p2, to p4, champ is more of a service dog. he's getting older, which means he isn't able to do things as easily as he used to, so champ is there to fetch things for him and in general, just help him with daily tasks
-very confident with who he is. he isn't embarrassed by the things he does. he takes pride in being different.
-doesn't give himself labels when it comes to sexuality or gender. it's not that he's against it, he just prefers the idea of being unlabeled. (though, i personally hc him as being pansexual and transmasc. you go grandpa.)
-DAD BOD. a fair bita muscle, though. he's pretty strong compared to the other dudes.
-has an array of random talents. one day he'll just start juggling randomly and be like "oh, this? yeah, i picked it up a few years ago. nothing to write home about, to be honest."
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aaaaand that's all! sorry if it's a lot, i just rlly have a lot to say abt these goobers (and even more to say abt the dudes i didn't include!)
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More songs that have the Sanders Sides vibes/fit Sanders Sides
Teenage Dream by Katy Perry is an oddly cute song for Prinxiety??
Him and I by Halsey and that other guy is 100% a Dukeceit song
Baby, It's Cold Outside but with Dukeceit?? How lovely would that be?? Ik the song lyrics in general are all creepy but like with the more playful tone of Janus doing his Saying The Opposite of the Truth thing it would be cute
Also The Snake by Eric Church is a good song for Janus and Remus; Janus, of course, being the rattlesnake and Remus being the copperhead.
Life Is Fun by TheOdd1sOut but with like, either Prinxiety, Virgil and Thomas, or Virgil and Patton
I like to listen to Dear Theodosia from Hamilton when I think about Virgil and Patton even tho it's not a perfect parallel, it's just a good song about parental love :)
Crybaby by Melanie Martinez but with Virgil and Patton as well
This one is TOO FUNNY TO NOT INCLUDE: My Oh My by Camila Cabello is literally the perfect song for Remy
Also Little Red Wagon by Miranda Lambert
Less funny but Speechless from the new Aladdin taken out of context is perfect for Logan. Born Without A Heart by whatever her name is (lol) and False Confidence by I think his name is Noah Cyprus? Are good for him too as well as Bad Liar by Imagine Dragons.
A Million Dreams is very good for Roman.
Human by Christina Perri for Patton (sad)
I Don't Dance by Lee Brice is a really cute for Logicality :3
hero n villain duet is great for Anxceit BUT with Virgil as the "villain" and Janus as the "hero"
Also see: Just Give Me a Reason by P!nk
Exs and Ohs by Elle King is great for Remus heheh
Also Mad Hatter by Melanie Martinez
Also Poker Face for a gender swap/Lesbian AU
Copycat by Billie Eilish is really really great for if you want some angst between Remus and Roman. Also, bad guy for Remus but Only If you imagine him singing the "might seduce your dad type" while making eye contact with Patton and then Patton going bright red lmao
Oh And Also good 4 u by Olivia Rodrigo for Janus directed at Virgil
Janus and Remy would both really love the song Any Man Of Mine by Shania Twain so do with that information what you will lol
So uh...I don't know why, but whatever the I Have Been Searching For You reunion song from Centaurworld is called, it has Logince vibes somehow??
Fragile Things for Virgil also
There are definitely more but these are all of em off the top of my head. Lmk if you agree with these or have any other songs you like to listen to when thinking about the Sides!
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I know it’s a longer one, but I vote for Rayla’s Position In The Narrative as a Dual Antagonist!
*cracks knuckles with shania twain music* let's go girls
So I've talked about this very briefly before in the context of a much larger meta about something completely different, but 'Rayla is the only character who enters the show as an Antagonist for both the humans and the elves. She is the first character to be caught in the middle, opposing everything the human characters are currently all trying to save (King Harrow’s life), and also ruining whatever chance her mission has of success, angering and endangering her fellow assassins. Much of season one, then, is pushing her into a more positive role for the humans, and much of season three examines whether or not she is right to oppose the elves — and how to reverse it if she can. This is part of why she wrestles so intensely with the ‘failure’ of both her own mission and her parents’
After all, neither Viren nor Claudia are an antagonist in any way until 1x03. Soren doesn't arguably become an antagonist at all until S2. Part of this is because Soren and Claudia, while they face set backs in what they were trying to do (protect the royal family; keep the egg on their side), they don't 100% shit the bed, so to speak. Claudia would've had the upper hand if Callum hadn't blind sided her and even then they struggled to get rid of her smoke wolves and she got out of the chain herself. Soren did successfully protect Callum and reeled from the loss of Harrow, but was still confident in his ability to find the princes when he thought that was the mission Viren was giving him.
Which is to say: Soren and Claudia don't go looking for redemption until much, much later, if at all; Soren only reaches that precipice 2.5 seasons later in 3x05 and then finds in full in 3x09. And even when they are opposing the heroes, they are not opposing their father; they are still aligned with a certain side. Likewise, even though Callum and Ezran are working against some humans, they have confidence that they are making their mother proud with the mission they have taken up and are later reaffirmed in their choices by Harrow.
Rayla doesn’t have any of this reaffirmation. Even Ethari, with their brief reconciliation in S3, doesn’t offer her much, if any, hope or comfort beyond their initial hug.
Rayla enters the show, has one scene, and immediately shoots herself in the foot, because she fails at the one uttermost thing she was absolutely supposed to do on a mission we have every indication she begged/fought to be on within an inch of her life, and she chokes at the finish line.
R: I am pretty awesome at everything... right up until the moment when it really matters. I dunno. I hesitate. I think too much. Get confused about the right thing to do. Then the next thing I know, I've failed.
Then, to make matters worse, she covers up her failure and lies about it until it’s forced out by circumstance. Then, even after being removed from the mission, she resolves to make up for her mistake and heads to the castle in secret... and then defies and fights her mission leader. Thus, Rayla is squarely an antagonist for the first two episodes and it is only because we see her spare a human / struggle (both things our favourite princes are not privy to) that we root for her and trust her when she begins to turn in 1x03.
And in fact, much of 1x03 revolves around narratively ‘rehabilitating’ her as she follows Ezran’s lead, answers the boys’ questions, defends them, stands against Runaan to protect them, and is cinched by her vow to Callum: “Say the word and I’ll go back in that tower with you.” Say the word and I’ll fight against the rest of my troupe / people for you.
She goes from being both an antagonist to the humans and elves to switching right around and becoming an antagonist to her own people, the elves as well as her own family, with her and boys becoming their own side and their own team in many ways. Otherwise known as, in Rayla’s words:
But even once she’s switched sides, this double antagonism doesn’t just go away. Rayla is often directly opposed to whatever the boys want in S1-S2 - to go to the Banther Lodge, to take the boat, to take the easier path up the mountain, to trust Soren and Claudia at the Moon Nexus, to have Callum go out into the storm, or to try to save the dragon in forest. And in addition to this double antagonism, much of S1-S3 is Rayla’s reformation and redemption arc to both sides of the war, to both the humans she would have hurt and to the elves she left behind.
However, and this is where it gets somewhat tragic, is that it’s not like S1-S3 are smooth sailing for Rayla. She continues to consistently fuck up, often regardless of the support other characters’ offer in action or in word.
Which is to say: Rayla is also the most antagonist to herself. She gets in her own way, she trips herself up, and all of that just compounds and reaffirms her belief that the problem is her. She can switch sides, run away, get people to back off, take or learn every possible maneuver, and disaster will still follow, because the disaster is her.
Which is to also say: Rayla focuses so hard on redeeming herself to other people, to other causes, to other nations, she forgets that redemption is also supposed to be for herself, let alone that in so many cases she has nothing to forgive herself for. Not all, as we see in TTM and S4 and the way she blows her own life to pieces and Callum is caught in the crossfire most of all, but much of it. Even in the way she comes back into season four, knowing that she fucked up in some capacity, and that now she has to make up for it.
In many ways that what makes S4 so complicated for her, as Rayla is simultaneously at her best and her worst. On the one hand, she’s come home to try and let go (as far as we know). On the other hand, she still can’t let go, and she’s lost what made her Rayla in so many ways in her time away. Which just makes me think of this quote from a recent podcast interview with Head writer Devon Giehl and writer Iain Hendry on the show (reflecting on Rayla in 4x08 rather than 4x04, mind you):
You see her through seasons one through three like — just seems like any opportunity, she’ll be the one to make the big sacrifice. She’ll go out there to try and save the dragon, she’ll go and try and fight Viren and his army alone to protect everyone and so on. So the fact that once again she defaults to ‘I have to give up something painful to myself.’ [...] But I think you don’t do the — usually, you don’t do the greater whole any good by completely sacrificing yourself, and I do think that is often the lengths, like you said, a lot of the Moonshadow elf culture norms and mantras go to eventually is ‘You have to be willing to completely forget who you are’.
So now it seems, perhaps, that her heart is finally hard enough to do whatever it takes.
Or is it?
Rayla reminds Callum that destiny is a book he has written himself. That the pen and paper is in his hands. That the Narrative is his to control. And I think it’s particularly purposeful that Rayla says this in response to Callum pigeon-holing them both into the roles they initially started out in. Callum, feeling powerless and out of control as a ‘regular’ human or as a dark mage, submitting to the terror of doing horrible things. Rayla, being asked to be a proper assassin, and kill the accidental snag in her plans, her mistaken target, for another’s sins. He’s asking her to be his antagonist again, if he’s forced to be hers.
And, of course, this extends even further into the season finale, in which Rayla does the last thing the world that Callum wants, running after Viren again, highlighting what’s changed about their dynamic and what hasn’t, the ways they’ve grown to understand and accept each other, and the fundamental misunderstandings and clashes they’re still having. If you want to read more about this exchange and interplay of foils I’d recommend reading this meta here :)
Last but not least, I’d like to close this meta off by saying that there is one character who shares this dual antagonism from the start, and that’s Aaravos. He ‘helps’ people while really making them indebted or flat out pawns in his game. He offers gifts that leave the mages who take them dead shortly thereafter.
He opposes the elves and dragons, yes, but has no love for humanity left in his heart. He opposes and orchestrates the downfall of each effort of peace. He will use humans and discard/destroy elves and dragons alike with little recourse. He doesn’t care about anyone, and Rayla (used to at least, and still does, deep down) care about everyone.
And just one of the many ways they parallel each other across the seasons, but particularly in season four.
#tdp rayla#tdp meta#tdp#the dragon prince#rayla#would you love me more if killed someone for you#why it ends why it always ends#thanks for asking#the english major strikes again#requests#analysis series#analysis#lawchan89#still not sure if i quite said everything i want to say / expressed exactly what i meant to but#i hope it was interesting / coherent at the very least#arc 1#arc 2#thinking about how callum gets constant second chances to try things over and over again as a prince#in story#vs rayla getting only one shot and failing and the difference in pressure / consequences
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Do you guys remember this ask? Well, I found a Bachelortte simulator. While it's in no way going to top the one I wrote I thought it would be fun to see what it spit out for me. AND it includes more players than my original post! Let's see what it comes up with for me:
Night One
I would never hurt your Ross baby.
Everyone knows how good Freddie looks in a suit.
Tony does seem like the sweet guy that would write a poem!
Flattery will only get you so far Timo - but like don't stop.
Tyler, WTF?
No introduction is needed, Wilson, we know you.
Who were you yelling at before the show to lose your voice, Matty?
Don't need to brag Sid.
OMG such a Pat thing to do LOL
Roman, with butterflies? Damn.
We found who Matty was fighting with, Nico.
Are we going to do this handshake forever now? Yup. Count on it.
Everyone loves magic, right?
Weird way to get the first impression rose, but like Chris would totally rock the look.
Willy being a good singer would not surprise me one bit.
Adam gonna make me blush.
Vince is lucky he's cute.
Picking a weird time to want to boost your socials Andrei. Because we all out here looking for some more off-season content.
You know Vladdy was blushing the entire time.
Barzy, getting shy? So cute!
Most of the rose ceremony checks out. But like sending Anthony, Brady, Josh and Matt home on the same night? Unbelievable. Those men are too damn fine.
Week One
Tyler and Chris out here looking out for me
Tony, don't think like that. You know your sweetness can just sneak up on someone and make them fall for you. It's only happened so many times with The Road Wife, it can happen again
Leave it to one of the most attractive men in hockey to come in and steal the first kiss of the show - no one could say no to Josi
Tkachuk upset about not getting enough attention -> confides in someone -> gives the rose to the person he confides in. Such a bitch move LOL
1 on 1 date with Ross? Yes, please. Horseback riding would be a gong show.
TJ, my first hockey love. Would be such a humbling date.
Such a good-looking group of guys to watch go.
Week Two
As if I'd ever tell you that, Chris.
Roman really out here stealing a lot of my attention. But like, have you seen him?
You guys are really interested in this one question, huh?
Cuddles with Ross? Say less. He should have gotten the rose.
You got a problem with my boy, Vladdy? Jokes on you, he gets the rose.
Thank you, Timo that was needed.
See I told you, Tony!
1 on 1 with Vince. These dates are winning. And such a serious topic! And he's humble!
Damn. What was this version of celly thinking? Sending home Adam, Brayden and Nico all in one go!? Delusional.
Week Three
Andrei, doing sweet precious things? Consider me swooning.
Pretty boy comforting pretty boy.
Cocky and Confident, TJ. Love it.
What is it with me giving roses to the guys that are getting bullied by the other contestants LOL
VLADDY IS PRECIOUS AND I WILL ALWAYS LOVE HIM.
Why would producers let me take Chris on a nature hike when Jeremy was still in the show. Like com'on horrible planning on their part.
Tony deserved better.
Week Four
Timo would 100% not be afraid of PDA in front of literally anyone
Are we sure Vice and I were just cuddling under that blanket?
Chris doing a backflip would be hella impressive
There it is, Wilson, being typical Wilson
I am really bad at giving the boys the attention they want
Why the fuck would I let Andrei make fun of Vladdy!? And then send Vladdy home!? My heart hurts.
Week Five
Let's be real, I'd be out there kissing all of them
You got a problem with Ross? Rose for Ross then LOL
Tom is obviously not too sad about it - he ships it
Should have gotten rid of him when he made fun of Vladdy!
Week 6
It was Shania Twain - has to be if Vince is getting the rose because you know he's having a good time
the crowd is getting thin, but maybe spend the time trying to win my heart boys
OOOF no wonder he's such fuck boy. Still not over that breakup.
AND CHRIS TOO? What are the chances?
Week Seven - Hometowns
A trip to Denmark would be incredible. So many sights to see and it would be such a cool experience to travel there with him. It seems like it would be a nice and intimate time with Freddie and his family.
He's such a family guy, it's undeniable.
An understandable situation. I've only been prospecting like 30 guys over the last few episodes. I'd be cold towards me too LOL
We come full circle to night one. I'd never hurt you, Ross. You're too pretty to be hurt by someone like me.
Week Eight - One on One Dates
I was on tv before this? Damn, I'm going to need to know how that happened.
I can confirm I'd be in love with at least 2 of the final 4 LOL So yes, I'd be very confused
👀
It took you until the final 4 to freak about the other guys? Couldn't have done this in week 1 when there were like 20 other guys to compete with?
Week Nine - Fantasy Suites
Oh you know it happened
You mean we didn't just have our fun in the hot tub?
ALL THIS TALK ABOUT NOT WANTING TO GET HURT AND NOW YOU HURT ME? I was rooting for you, Ross!
And it brings us to the final two. My 1st hockey love TJ Oshie - the very reason I write hockey rpf and my newest hockey love Vince Dunn. Kind of poetic, isn't it?
The Finale
DAMN, this would make my heart hurt. You know Vince is on the verge of tears while reading that letter. It would not be an easy decision to reject his proposal... and you know... at the reunion special... might be one of those I chose the wrong guy situations LOL Because it was all adding up to look like it was going to be Vince before that moment.
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Ran across a Taylor Swift 2009 Interview for MuchMusic where she was asked what advice she would give someone following in her footsteps: My advice would be to not base who you want to be as an artist on who you look up to. I took tiny little things as inspiration like Faith Hill is nice to everybody and Shania Twain is confident and knows who she is. It's all about being different from as many people as many people as you could possibly be different from and find something that really is you
Yeah that’s great advice lol.
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A Chenford fanfic - in which Lucy and Tim dance at Angela’s wedding
Angela and Wesley’s wedding had gone off without a hitch due in no small part to Tim’s work as ‘Man of Honour’. Now his job was done and all he had to do was “go have some fun. Enjoy the rest of the night.” That had been a direct order from the bride herself. However, Tim had enjoyed having a role, a purpose, making sure his best friend had the special day she deserved. Now he didn’t know what to do with himself, so he sat alone at his table.
Throughout the rest of the reception the table had been full, occupied by Sergeant Grey and his wife, Jackson, Nyla, Nolan, and Lucy, but they had all quickly taken the dance floor when that part of the evening had begun. Tim on the other hand had insisted he didn’t dance and stubbornly stuck to that every time Lucy returned to the table for a drink and tried to convince him to join her and the rest of their friends. Tim had no desire to do the Macarena, YMCA, cha-cha slide or whatever other weird dance moves they were rocking when the song didn’t provide instructions. He was pretty sure he saw Nolan do the sprinkler, Jackson do the worm, Lucy do the running man and even Nyla get in on the absurdity with some disco moves. And that was all just during the last song.
When the song changed, so did the vibe and the moves. It was a slower song, ‘Lover’ by Taylor Swift, Tim thought. Although he didn’t know how he knew that and definitely would deny it if anyone asked. Everybody on the dance floor had now grabbed a partner. Most of the couples were either closely pressed together simply swaying on the spot or doing the classic square step pattern as they carried casual conversations. The exception was Lucy and Jackson who appeared to be improvising an elaborate dance routine that involved very exaggerated facial expressions and an excessive amount of spinning and dipping each other. Tim rolled his eyes but couldn’t fight the small smile tugging at his lips. The reason for the over-the-top performance became more clear to Tim as the night wore on.
Every time a slow song came on Lucy would grab a new partner: one of Angela’s brothers, Nolan, another one of Angela’s brothers, Nyla, and every time she would step on their feet so many times that by the end of the song they were limping and she was beet red, apologizing profusely. She even managed to give the second brother a bleeding nose when she abruptly looked up from her feet and her head collided with his face. So when the next slow song came on, John Legends’s ‘All of Me,’ Tim found himself standing up from his seat and walking towards the dance floor. He couldn’t handle anymore secondhand embarrassement.
Tim had taken dance lessons to prepare for his first dance with Isabel. That felt like a lifetime ago but he was confident he still remembered the basics of the Waltz and he was determined to teach Lucy and make her the best dancer there. After all, he had yet to find something she didn’t excel at given the chance to learn especially when he was the one doing the teaching.
It didn’t take him long to find Lucy. Unsurprising, considering, if he was being honest with himself, he hadn’t taken his eyes off her all night. She was once again dancing with Jackson but this time they were in proper hold and it appeared Jackson was trying to teach her how to not step on her partner’s feet.
“Mind if I cut in?” Tim asked as he approached the pair. Their shocked expressions suddenly made him self-conscious. What had he been thinking. Before he could really overthink it Jackson was leaving, saying something about having to use the bathroom anyway, and Lucy’s hands were on his shoulders.
“I should warn you,” Lucy said looking up at him, “I appear to have to left feet. I’ve been injuring my dance partners all night.”
Tim placed one hand on the small of her back and took her left hand in his other. “I’ve noticed,” he smirked, “and I’m here to help. Do you trust me?”
She gave him a questioning look but nodded.
He spent the next couple minutes slowly guiding her both with his body and voice. “Step forward with your left foot. Your other left. Good, now forward and to the right with your right. OK but on a diagonal, you don’t have to go forward then right. Now bring your feet together. Ow! that was my foot. Left to right, not right to left. Now left foot back. And right back and to the right. Now feet together again, right to left. Good and now we are back where we started and we just repeat. Left foot forward…”
Lucy was just starting to get it when the song ended and ‘Party in the USA’ came on. Tim went to let go of Lucy but she held him where he was.
“I’m just starting to get the hang of it. We can’t stop now,” Lucy stated, “please stay.” She fixed him with those puppy dog eyes he couldn’t say no to so Tim obliged and continued coaching her.
The only problem was the pump-up pop beats that the DJ was currently favouring were significantly louder than the slow song they were initially dancing to, which meant Tim found himself pulling Lucy closer and leaning down, practically talking right beside her ear so his instructions could be heard over the music. Even when she no longer needed the verbal cues they stayed that close, caught up in their own little world as they moved in unison. When another slow song finally came on, ‘Perfect’ by Ed Sheeran this time, Tim felt Lucy tense like this was some sort of evaluation. He squeezed her hand and whispered in her ear.
“You’ve got this, and I’ve got your back.” He felt her relax and they quickly fell back into the now familiar routine. When the song ended she pulled away from him slightly.
“I did it. An entire slow dance and I didn’t cause a single, even minor, injury,” she beamed, staring up at him clearly proud of herself.
Tim smiled and shook his head. “Only because you had such a great teacher.”
Lucy rolled her eyed and playfully pushed his shoulder. “So what’s next?” she asked.
“Next?”
“Yeah, I got the walk in a box thing down but there’s got to be more to it than that. Show me the cool moves Tim.”
Tim didn’t think twice about fulfilling her request. They spent the rest of the night in each others arms as they slowly mastered more and more steps. When the DJ announced the final song of the night it was 3 am and they had the entire dance floor to themselves.
Shania Twain’s ‘From This Moment On’ began playing, and they glided around the dance floor like they were dancing on air, perfectly in sync. They stepped and spun and dipped and swayed as Tim tried to memorize every moment. The way Lucy’s eyes shone when they met his and the little smile that played on her lips. The playful laugh that escaped her when he lifted her off the ground. The feeling of her hand in his, of her head on his shoulder and her breath on his neck. The warmth of her body pressed against his and her familiar scent overwhelming his senses. Then the song ended and the beautiful trance was broken. Tim drove Lucy home. She thanked him for a wonderful night and neither of them ever mentioned it again. At least not for another couple years when they finally addressed what had been building between them and started dating. Then dancing became a common part of date night and a few years after that they got to show off their moves at their own wedding.
#lucy chen#tim bradford#chenford#tucy#the rookie#therookiemidseasonmadness#i know others have and will write better versions of this but i couldn't get it out of my head
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nct dream as christmas songs !!
(just a p.s. before we start. I didn’t base these scenarios exactly on the songs lyrics, just scenarios that remind me of the songs)
𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤: 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬
8:34am -> canada 1:34am -> korea
“Baby, it’s one in the morning here, is there a problem? Is everything okay?” Mark yawned tiredly, still waking up from the early morning ring of his phone. You grinned from the screen as you admired you boyfriends bed head.
“Look.” You said quietly, but happily, as you flipped the camera around to face out your window. “Isn’t it beautiful.”
Mark’s eyes lit up at the sight of the beautiful crystals falling from the sky. The snow fell quickly to the ground and glimmered, just as he remembered. He missed it so much, he missed you so much. Seoul had gotten almost no snow, and the sight of it through your camera made him almost jealous. You started moving, mark watched as you took him with you down your stairs and out your front door into the cold.
“I miss you so much, I miss vancouver so much.” He sighed, as you turned the camera back to face you. Your cheeks and nose were now flushed red from the cold, and your hair covered in the beautiful snowflakes.
“But you’ll be here soon, right? Only a few more weeks and you’ll be home with me.” You said, your voice cracking as you started to miss your boyfriend more than ever before.
“Only a few more weeks, and we can enjoy the white christmas together.” Mark whispered softly, reminiscing back to the winters together in his childhood, that you were so vividly clear in.
“I love you Mark.”
“I love you too, now get inside silly. I don’t want you to freeze before I can even get home.”
𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧: 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝
6:54pm -> china
Renjun’s hands clasped yours as you walked together under the trees filled with lights. It was the perfect day for your yearly tradition. Every year since high school, you and renjun would go see the christmas lights, you would walk down the path and admire the beauty that the season brings. You would never trade the tradition for the world.
There was only one thing about this year that was different from others. All the years before, you and renjun would go out as best friends, nothing more, but this year felt strange because there was more. You had realized your feelings for him not long ago, confessing to him in the heat of the moment. Surprisingly, he felt the same. So now at this lovely time of the year, you got to spend it in his arms.
Snow started to fall, covering renjun’s dark hair and the ground in a beautiful sheet of white. You shook your head, laughing at the boy as he started trying to brush the fallen snow of his head.
“I told you should’ve brought a hat silly, if your mother was here she would’ve killed me for not taking proper care of you.” You laughed, remembering the small argument earlier in the evening. He gleamed down at you as you helped his remove the snow. Taking your hands from his head into his own, he wrapped his arms around you, placing his head on your shoulder.
“My mom loves you, you know she would never do that. And isn’t me not wearing a hat a good excuse to hold you? I’m cold you see.” Renjun teased, slowly bringing his soft lips to yours.
You had stopped in the most magnificent part of the journey, where the trees stood the most tall and magnificent, covering you like a protective shield.
“Although it is a winter wonderland out here, it sure is chilly. Why don’t we head home for some hot chocolate.” Renjun spoke, his hands holding your frozen cheeks.
“Maybe... only if there’s cuddles!” You whispered in his ear, as you ran away from him, his footsteps and laughter loud in your ears.
𝐣𝐞𝐧𝐨: 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞
3:27pm -> korea
You shakily grabbed Jeno’s hands as you stepped out onto the rink. He had somehow convinced you to go skating and after hours of nagging, you finally agreed. His hands clasped yours in a strong grip, making sure you wouldn’t fall, and his lips turned up into a silly grin as he watch you try to skate around the ice like Bambi. He pulled you with him slowly, making sure not to let go until you said so, and quickly your shoulders loosened, all tension and fear leaving.
“I think I’ve got it, I can do it.” You promised, slowly letting go of your safety mechanism, aka the hands of your boyfriend. Let’s just say you weren’t quite as confident as you thought, quickly loosing your balance and falling backwards.
Jeno wasn’t surprised one bit when you started to fall backwards. He was prepared at least, catching you softly in his arms and pulling you up to his chest. The giggles that had been threatening to escape him since you had stepped on the ice finally escaped.
“Hey, it’s not funny.” You pouted, looking up at your boyfriends smile that had risen to his eyes. His smile couldn’t help but wipe the pout off of yours.
A cold breeze blew through the rink, sending a shiver down your spin.
“Baby, I’m getting a little bit cold.” You said as you started to notice how cold you really were. Jeno quickly took his hands from your waist, smoothly tucking a piece of fallen hair behind your ear before grabbing your hands and leading you to the exit.
“Let’s go warm up.” He grinned before placing a delicate kiss on your lips and giving you a tight, warm hug.
𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐜𝐤: 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲
9:35pm -> korea
You were never one for parties, especially ones held by your parents. The annual (your last name) chrismas party, was always this big hurrah, hundreds of people, lavish decorations, and designer gowns filled the room. The only good part in your opinion was the food, it helped occupy you and even better it helped you escape being social.
As you stood in the corner of the room, a glass of champagne and one of those fancy hand held sandwiches in hand, you drowned in your sorrows. Your parents knew how much you hated the party but still forced you to go, dress up all fancy, and plaster on a smile. This year was the same but actually almost worse. The amount of people who asked if you had a boyfriend was getting tiring but I guess you were at that age, right? A voice knocked you out of your deep thoughts as your turned to meet eyes with a beautiful boy.
“You sure look to be having a grand time tonight.” He spoke sarcastically, scanning your frown and mouth stuffed with food.
You almost chocked, quickly swallowing your sandwich and straightening your dress.
“It’s nice to meet you too.” You said back, just as sarcastically as his original comment. He laughed at your lack of enthusiasm, and took your hand placing a light kiss to the top of it.
“My name is Lee Donghyuck, and you are, love?”
“I’m y/n.” You smiled at his gentlemanly act. “So why were you dragged to this crazy thing?”
“My parents didn’t really give me a choice, just kinda forced me into a suit and pushed me out the door, not even telling me where we were going.” He sighed, as he spoke with a sad humour in his voice.
“Ah I understand, I didn’t really have a choice either, it’s my parents party.” You also sighed, looking down at your glove covered hands. Donghyuck could see that you were not enjoying yourself, this definitely wasn’t your thing, yet he couldn’t help but admire your beauty. There was something so elegant and mysterious about you as your stood in the corner by yourself, he was entranced by you.
“Well I would love to brighten up your night if that’s okay with you, I wouldn’t mind some company either. Plus maybe I can help ward away all those people asking about a boyfriend.” He said, eyes shimmering in the dim room.
Your jaw dropped, you had just met this boy and he could practically read your mind.
“How did you know? I-“
“Let’s just say I’ve been dealing with the same thing.” He laughed pulling you with him towards the ballroom floor. Taking your hands in his he lead you in your first dance in what seemed like forever. You had only known the boy for ten minutes and he had already captured your heart.
“You’re my present for the night.” He whispered in your ear, causing a blush to spread on your cheeks. This boy was trouble but there was nothing you could do about it.
𝐣𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧: 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮
9:05am -> korea
Your eyes slowly flutter open as light shined through your bedroom window. Hands were wrapped around your waist and your chin lay on a soft shoulder. Hair tickled your face as your boyfriend started to move, slowly waking up from your movement. His eyes opened, meeting yours, his dark lashes slightly blocking his view. His arm reached from around your waist, gently pushing your hair from your eyes.
“I need to be able to see my beautiful baby.” He teased, now combing his hands through your slightly tangled morning hair. He started kissing you from your forehead down to your nose and finally landing on your lips, you easily taking in his slightly chapped ones.
“Merry Christmas Jae.” You whispered, placing your own kiss onto his shoulder. But as you kissed him, a thousand thoughts flooded your mind. It was Christmas! You had so much to do! You started to panic slightly, quickly sitting up and grabbing Jaemin’s hands.
“We should start getting up. It’s Christmas! There’s lots to do! We need to go visit my parents, then my sister, and oh! The bakery t-“ Jaemin laughed, kissing your lips once again to silence you.
“Let’s just wait a few more minutes.” He said, pulling you back, closer into his hold. Wrapping you in his embrace, he spoke.
“I could stay like this all day. You truly are the greatest gift I’ve ever been given.”
𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐞: 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰
2:56pm -> china
You screamed as chenle picked you up, throwing you into the pile of snow. One of the many piles that covered his backyard. You popped your head up, brushing the snow and your hair out of your eyes.
“HEY! What the heck you said you wouldn’t do that.” You whined, after chenle had just made the promise to not start your snow battle until you were both ready, set up with protection and everything.
Chenle was currently killing himself laughing not hearing a word you were saying. Then it hit him. Literally. The snow ball to the face had woken him up from his laughing fit, and turned his face into a terrifying look of competitiveness. You immediately regretted your decision, screaming before running away from him and just behind another large pile of snow.
Chenle slowly creeped up to the front of the pile, his tall stature helping him look up and over it, directly at you.
“Y/n, I’m gonna get you.” He said creepily, slowly approaching your now scrambling figure. And then he pounced! Up and over the snow he went, jumping right on you causing you two to roll together in the snow.
His attack didn’t last long as you both collapsed in fits of laughter. He took your cold hands in his, pulling you to him, leaving no gap. He kissed your forehead with his cold lips causing you to shiver at the touch. But you loved it, and you loved him.
“Why don’t we go warm up by the fireplace.” He suggested pulling you up from the snow and leading you back towards the house. You heart was filled with warmth. Well that was at least until he pushed you once again into one of the big piles of snow.
“I win.” He smirked.
𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠: 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬
7:34pm -> korea
Jisung was extremely concentrated, and to you, it was extremely adorable. His overly large hands worked to finish up icing his last snowman cookie. As he worked you snuck up behind him and he was so distracted that he didn’t even notice your presence.
“BOO!”
“AH!” Jisung screamed, suddenly flailing away from his cookies and crumbling to the floor with his hand on his chest.
“Y/nnnnnn, why would you do that? Look you made me mess up my cookie!” He pouted, pointing to the line of icing that now spread across the counter. You couldn’t help but burst out laughing, the cookie was hardly even messed up and he had two dozen other perfect ones. As you calmed yourself down, you walked and wrapped your hands around your boyfriends waist as he calmly tried to fix his cookie.
“I’m sorry Jisungie. I didn’t mean to make you upset.” You spoke with your most innocent tone possible. His hands grabbed yours that lay around his waist and turned himself around to face you, placing your arms around his neck.
“I’ll only forgive you if you give me a kiss.” He said, smirking.
“Fine.” You said, grinning up at your boyfriend before moving up to kiss him. His eyes closed and his lips puckered as you moved but he felt nothing. Opening his eyes he came face to face with you. You smirked at him before kissing his cheek and running away.
“HEY!”
#merry christmas everyone :)#i hope you all have had a wonderful day!#kpop#nct#nct dream#nct dream scenarios#nct dream imagines#nct dream incorrect quotes#nct icons#mark lee#huang renjun#lee jeno#lee donghyuck#na jaemin#zhong chenle#park jisung#softdreamblurbs
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My mind isn’t clear right now because I’m running high on emotions (esp after the new aot ch) but I just want to say that as long as you’ll stay cut me deep tonight. I expected to feel pain knowing how you have a beautiful way with words and stories but it defo hit a little close to home for me. Obv this is not your fault!! I should’ve been a bit more aware of how I’m still not over my own troubles.
I’ve read works with similar content and have been fine but this one really hurt . You were able to put down the feelings that I’ve felt and am still feeling. I could never explain it to friends or anyone. Always felt like the words were stuck in my throat and it’s been a whole year of it. Your writing is like magic though, I genuinely am so stunned by your work. You just know how to grasp each feeling and put it down into words, like how is that even possible?! (I’m sorry this is literally what I think every time I read your writing and I know ask every time I send an ask because I’m so in love with your writing and you!). I can’t even write a text with the correct emotions let alone a whole story (I get told that I’m super blunt via text, which is why I call or FaceTime).
I feel like I’m writing you a love letter. Fuck it, IT IS a love letter. My heart feels so full of different emotions every time I read your work. I don’t even know if I’m explaining myself properly or if I’m just repeating the same thing but I just feel so buzzed. I’m in awe of your talent. Also you’re such a cute human as well, like when you talk in your tags? You are straight up adorable val.
I should wrap this up and say: I defo should’ve given myself a bit more time before reading as long as you’ll stay, but I’m glad I did read it (I honestly can’t stop myself when it comes to any of your work). I love reading so so so much, and the quality of your work is just so pleasing for someone like me. I want to just give you my whole heart. The only way I can describe how you make me feel is imagine the warm afternoon sun that’s shining through the curtain on to your bed whilst you’re reading and there’s a kitty curled up on your lap or by your feet. That’s how you make me feel: safe and at home so thank you.
I’ve cried a lot tonight but I’m fine now, I have work at 6am and it’s 1am rn in London so I really should’ve sent this message after work but I don’t think I can sleep before sending it. Also, my minds a bit clearer now, it took me forever to write this message (wanted to make sure I made sense). I reread my message a couple times to make sure I don’t sound like an idiot but at this point I’ve just accepted my fate of being an idiot.
Good night love, hope you have a good day/night x
-🐈⬛
(IM SORRY ABOJT THE LONG MESSAGE, I’m so embarrassed but I don’t have the confidence to go on dms yet)
Good morning, darling!! First of all, please don’t EVER apologize for sending long messages; they make my heart feel so full and warm. I got this while I was in the bath last night, cried, reread it, and then had a dance party to Shania Twain in my room because I simply had to shake all my wiggles out:))) And now! I have slept, had breakfast, and am ready to respond.
I debated whether or not to post as long as you’ll stay for a long time before I was even done writing it. I was worried about its reception, for one, as well as the effect it might have on readers. I think a lot about my impact on the world from this little corner of the internet, y’know? Ultimately, I decided that if it might be as cathartic for someone else to read as it was for me to write, and if it might help them in some way, then it was worth it. (much in the same way i decided to post you feel love in the sodium) You have no idea how much it means to me that it helped you, in whatever small way, to find words to describe what you’re feeling. I don’t know your trauma and heartache, but I do know that finding solace and relief and maybe even closure in fiction is part of the human experience, and I am honored to have been involved in that. I wish you peace and healing and love, in all things, dearest<3
Also! I grinned so big when you said that my writing makes you feel like you’re curled up in a sunspot, because that’s pretty much exactly how it’s written. I write in my bed, beneath the big picture window, the sun streaming through the curtains, and my curled up by my feet:) I think it’s absolutely magical that that’s how the words were sent into the universe and that’s how they were received. That’s just like..... super rad you know??
I haven’t read the spoilers yet (and am trying to hard to avoid them lmao), but from what I’ve seen on my dash they’re a doozy. I hope at least some of your tears were cathartic, and that you were able to get some rest before work (can you feel me sending ~energy~ across the Atlantic Ocean??), and that you’re drinking water and eating good food. Seriously, this message was so, so kind and thoughtful; I’ve been thinking about it since last night. Absolutely no pressure, but if you ever want to come off anon and chat in my DMs, they are always, always open:) I always love seeing you pop up in my inbox. Thank you, I seriously cannot say enough how much I love and appreciate you<3
#ask valkyrie#🐈⬛anon#as long as you'll stay#also!!#i'm glad you read my tags hahaha#they make me giggle#it feels like dropping little notes behind me as i walk along#and it's nice to know someone picks them up and giggles along with me#<3
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We should have expected it, really. Harry getting THAT MUCH extra. In Basel, he debuted two new tracks that had been left off the Pink Album: the boppy “Anna” and the absolutely FILTHY “Medicine,” which, I don’t know about you guys, but I think it’s about giving head? Let’s pause and talk about how Harry practically mumbled all of the lyrics of “Medicine” through a good portion of the European leg, slowly growing in confidence as the crowd reacted to it. By the time he reached America, he was gleefully singing “I mess around with him,” forever being a tease about how the lyric “I’m gonna dream of how you…” ended (it’s “Tasted” and “Ride it,” fight me), and doing fucking body rolls on his mic stand. It was a sight to behold.
Lest you think our Harry was JUST a hoe the entire tour, let’s talk about how he sang “Sweet Creature” and “If I Could Fly” on their own stage. (The man wants us dead, I swear.) Let’s talk about how Harry interacted with his gay fans in the crowd, always checking in and asking before he could read their signs aloud. Let’s talk about how every night was a pride party, with Harry dancing with not only rainbows, but flags representing every spectrum, in addition to Black Lives Matter Flags. Sage and I both saw HSLOT three times, and truly, I don’t know how we survived the second night at Madison Square Garden, where Harry busted out with a long teased cover of Shania Twain’s “You’re Still the One” with his opening act Kasey Musgraves in a fucking rainbow dress. I don’t think I will ever recover from that, honestly.
(via The Best Performances of 2018)
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Music Gate
These songs rock me to my core:
Christopher Franke - "Slow Escape" (for obvious reasons) 😉
- i just love this instrumental, and this song legit has be grooving each time I hear it on BB episodes. I always look forward to hearing this song after every nomination & veto ceremony, and I'm sad the show isn't using it anymore. Got me boppin' since BB3.
Maggie Rogers - "The Knife"
- Almost every song from Maggie is a slap. "Alaska" is blessed, so is "Light On", "Fallingwater", "Say It", "Split Stones", everythung. But "The Knife" is one of those songs that can get me to dnace carefree and shed a few tears at the same time. A pseudo-90s bass with uplifting lyrics gets me going.
Miley Cyrus - "Mother's Daughter"
- as afraid as I was about Miley diving back into an urban sound much like "We Can't Stop", I actually love this song. Very catchy, very straightforward, very unfettered. I'm a guy, but I have such a huge sweet tooth for songs with female empowerment. "Don't fuck with my freedom..." You better tell 'em!
Hozier - "Sedated"
- I love all kinds of music...especially indie. I've always been enamored with Hozier's piercing vocals especially on "Take Me to Church". His entire debut album is such a treat. There's not one song that I hate from that album, honestly. I love how descriptive, narrative and raw he is in his music. I love listening to songs like this. "Sedated" is one of many that are my top favs from him.
Shania Twain - "Man, I Feel Like a Woman"
- again, I'm a dude who's a sucker for female empowerment songs. This song is especially one of my favs because it was the very first song I heard when I first discovered how to turn on the radio at age 6 or 7 - while getting ready for my very first day of school. And ever since I heard this song, I've been a fan. This is my childhood right here.
Emeli Sande - "Kung Fu"
- this song tugs at me, for real. It's so simple, yet so rhythmic, moody and powerful all at once. This song talks about being a confidant to a significant othernor close friend. I remember listening to this song for the first time while on public transit back in 2016 when it came out, and I was in a state of self-doubt and slight homesickness. The moment I heard this song, tears started streaming down my face...on the train mind you. I'm sure there were people watching, but I was in my own world in that moment. I love songs that uplift me. Oh, and there's also a bit of Spanish in this song and I was like "okurrr!" One of my favourite songs ever!
Adele - "River Lea"
- I love every Adele song, from the most emotional to the most bop-worthy songs like "Send My Love" and "Rolling In the Deep". But this song is probably my TOP favourite Adele track. A mix of gothic and gospel all in one. This song is produced by Danger Mouse too. Bless! A self-reflective bop.
Leon Bridges - "River"
- THIS. SONG. IS. SO. BLESSED. I love blues & soul music so so so much, and this one is just so raw. So real, and it came out just a few years ago!! The lyrics too... "Oh, I wanna come near and give you every part of me. But there's blood on my hands. And my lips are unclean. Take me to your river, I wanna go" Like, FUCK 👏 ME 👏 UP 👏
Nelly Furtado - Powerless (Say What You Want)
- I am probably one of the biggest Nelly Furtado fans out there. Every album, every song, almost every interview, I dive into (I need help, lol). While all her songs make my heart happy, this one in particular slapped me in the face in astonishment. I first heard it back in 2003 and I thought it was super catchy and folky, not even paying attention to the lyrics. Just a few years ago I decided to to the adult thing and look up the lyrics and understand the meaning of this song, and I oop- I was completely oblivious to the content. It talks about whitewashing: "Paint my face in your magazines, make it look whiter than it seems. Paint me over with your dreams, shove away my ethnicity", cultural appropriation: "now it moccasins we sport, we take the culture and contort. Perhaps only to distort what we are hiding", and I was like... wow! A woke queen that was ahead of her time back then!
So yeah, those are just a few of my picks! Peace, crackheads!
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I was tagged by @supersqcorp-nebula
10 songs I can’t stop listening to rn
(Ten?? I can’t do just 10! Okay, so here are first 25 from my daily go-to list)
You Need To Calm Down – Taylor Swift
Beautiful Trauma - Pink
Brave – Sara Bareilles
Stand By You – Rachel Platten
Arms – Christina Perri
I’m Alive – Celine Dion
Born This Way – Lady Gaga
Confident – Demi Lovato
Reflection – Lea Salonga
Just Give Me A Reason – Pink & Nate Ruess
Fight Song – Rachel Platten
Humble And Kind – Tim McGraw
Strong Enough - Cher
Shallow – Lady Gaga & Bradley Cooper
Firework – Katy Perry
The Climb – Miley Cyrus
I Drove All Night – Celine Dion
Better Place – Rachel Platten
The Story – Brandi Carlile
A Thousand Years – Christina Perri
For Good – Kristen Chenoweth & Idina Menzel
Believe – Cher
Million Reasons – Lady Gaga
Man! I Feel Like A Woman – Shania Twain
Walk Me Home – Pink
Bonus: (You get 5 more because I tried to pull the Disney ones as they played…but I just couldn’t)
So Close – Jon McLaughlin (Disney’s Enchanted)
Try Everything – Shakira (Disneys Zootopia)
Speechless – Naomi Scott (from Aladdin)
Let It Go – Idina Menzel (Disneys Frozen)
Better When I’m Dancing – Meghan Trainor (from The Peanuts Movie)
Favorite color(s): Gray
Favorite ships rn: Rizzoli & Isles, Supercorp, Snavers, Swanqueen
Lipstick or chapstick: chapstick
Current read: Does fanfiction count? Because I mostly read Rizzles fics (old/new, wip/complete…I clearly have a rizzles addiction).
As far as books go I stick to lesbian based books. I may throw in a few others once in a while but yeah…I’m mostly a lesbian romance whore.
My current read is Gerri Hills ‘The Locket’
I just finished The River’s family Romance Series by Radclyffe (Against Doctor’s Orders, Prescription for Love, Love on Call, Love After Hours, Love to the Rescue)
Before that was Gerri Hills sort of series (Hunter’s Way, In the Name of the Father, Partners then Devil’s Rock, Hell’s Highway and finished with the crossover book ‘Angel Fire’)
My next book will be “Rogue Hunt’ which brings me back to L.L.Raand’s Midnight Hunters Series: (The Midnight Hunt, Blood Hunt, Night Hunt, The Love Hunt, The Magic Hunt, and Shadow Hunt)
Last movie: Captain Marvel
Tag 9 peeps you want to get to know better…I want to get to know all of you better so again I can’t choose just 9 of you. This means I’m leaving it up to anyone willing to play.
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Fitness Programs For Women aka That Time Vee Joined A Cult
Disclaimer: I am in no way getting paid to spruik these programs (but if they want to throw some money my way, I wouldn’t object) and I am definitely not a qualified health professional. This is all based off my own experiences with these programs and my very poor level of fitness.
Over the last few years, one thing that I’ve learned about myself and had to come to terms with, is that I am shockingly susceptible to a fitness cult. There’s no use denying it, the evidence speaks for itself. Like most people, when I started my “fitness journey” (God, I really am a pod person), I had absolutely no idea about what I should be doing for exercise or eating to fuel my body. My knowledge of nutrition and overall health was basically “go for a run and eat salads”, so it shouldn’t be surprising to hear that when I first lost a large(ish) amount of weight (in 2006), it was just by running on the treadmill and restricting calories in an extreme way – I was also going through a lot of personal issues at the time, so stress played a part as well. So I may have lost weight, but I was in no way healthy, and once I’d stopped running, my weight fluctuated once more.
Cut to September 2015, and I’d decided it may be time to change my life a little. I still ate the way I did when I was a teenager, and unsurprisingly, I constantly felt bloated and sick, and I was drastically unhappy with how I looked and felt. Mind you, this was all personal, I’m not saying I looked bad, but my clothes weren’t fitting properly anymore, and I was tired of it (and too cheap to replace anything). I’d been seeing ads on social media, and hearing from people I knew, about an online program called The Bikini Body Guide (hereafter known as BBG) by Kayla Itsines, that people (mostly women) were getting great results from. So, after obtaining a copy through dubious means (as in, I never paid for it, but received it from someone who did), I decided to give it a go – despite my doubts and reservations that the results from the #bbgtransformation / #bbgprogress tags could be real and/or achieved at home, like the guides claimed. I was very wrong.
For some background, BBG was founded by Kayla Itsines and her partner, Tobi Pearce, in 2013, based off the training regimes Itsines (a personal trainer) had been using with her clients. The first two guides (BBG1 & BBG2) were made available for purchase online as ebooks in January 2014, and the program is relatively simple in theory. It’s a 12 week program that consists of three 28 minute high intensity circuit work outs a week, and for the first month, on your “off” days (the days you don’t complete the circuit training), you have three days of LISS training (Low Intensity Steady State – as in a 35-45 minute walk), and one day of stretching. It then ramps up, and for weeks 5-8, you do the 2-3 days of circuit training, 4-5 days of LISS, and one stretch session. Come weeks 9-12 (the home stretch), you then up your game with 3-4 days of circuit training, 2-3 sessions of LISS, 1-2 days of HIIT training (my least favourite cardio activity – sprints!) and 1-2 stretch sessions. The idea of the resistance circuit work outs, are also pretty simple. It’s broken down two 7 minute circuits with 4 exercises in each, and you repeat both circuits twice – but you do the four exercise sets in each circuit as many times as you can in the seven minute timer. That sounds a little confusing when written down, but basically it means if you get through all your repetitions of the four exercises, you start again at the beginning of that set, and keep going until that blessed 7 minute timer goes off. Then you rest for (a year) 30-90 seconds, and restart the timer for the next set. So it’s easy, you can mostly do it at home with some improvisations (I bought a few hand weights, but when I started, I was literally using bottles of water as my weights, and I used a chair from my kitchen to step up onto).
Example of the way the guides are set up
There are some pros and cons to doing exercise this way, for example, on one hand, you can do everything in the comfort of your own home. I used to put a TV show on and watch that while I did it. Plus, it’s only 28 minutes out of your day, and I found that made it hard to make excuses as to why I couldn’t do it. It also means you don’t have to join a gym if you don’t want to, as long as you can either buy some weights yourself, or substitute with various heavy objects in your house. The biggest thing I took away from doing BBG was that it taught me about habits and routines. Working out stopped being “a chore” for me, and it just became part of my daily routine, something that’s held up to this day. There are some definite cons, however, and I think the biggest one is because it’s an online program, you actually can’t tell if you’re doing the exercises correctly (or in exercise speak, “if your form is correct”). It also gets a little boring after a while, because there’s no variation (this has changed now, since Itsines launched the Sweat With Kayla app where there are at least 3-4 different programs) – I did BBG1 and BBG2 twice over, so I completed 48 weeks all up, and by the end of it, I was bored and ready for a challenge.
Photo of me at 4 weeks, then 24 weeks, and finally, 48 weeks (apologies for the terrible quality).
So for the first time in my life, I set foot in and joined a gym. I started slow, I wasn’t sure if I was going to be strict about going, so I joined one of the cheaper 24 hour gyms, just to get a feel for it. After all, my workouts at this point had only been at home, DIY sort of jobs, and now I was venturing into the scary world of weights and men taking up way too much space. Knowing what I know now, this wouldn’t be an issue, but looking back, I probably should’ve joined a gym just for women. I used to feel intimidated walking into the weights section, where too many buff dude-bros were busy “do you even lift?”-ing, and (it felt like) staring at me. So, I did what I do best in these situations, and in busy hours, I stuck to the cardio section (a treadmill, stair master and cross trainer, I can work with), only daring to venture into the weights section when I worked out at odd hours (the benefit of a 24 hour gym is that I could do a 10pm weight workout – though, unstaffed and only with a panic switch around my neck, luckily I never got into any trouble). But it was the best way for me to learn and gain confidence. After a few weeks of working out late at night to avoid people (mostly men), I finally felt confident enough to start working with weights at normal hours. And I soon learned that no one was looking at me, everyone is too busy doing their own thing to worry about the five foot Korean girl squatting a measly 10kg (total).
Now it’s 2018 and here I am, flirting with F45, the latest cult. F45 (functional training for 45 minutes) started in 2011, and it’s whole schtick is that it’s a fast paced HIIT circuit that goes for 45 minutes, for classes of up to 30 people. Men do attend, but it was initially targeted at women, as the classes are set up like group personal training sessions (and all the people I know who have signed up, are women – not to mention at all the classes I’ve been to are 99% women). I’d seen F45 around for a while, and I’d heard various things about it; how it “changed your whole life” on the positive, and “how I threw up during a session” as a negative. I’d always been tempted to give it a go, but the price tag always stopped me (and the thought of throwing up mid workout, to be honest). But then, just two weeks ago, a brand new studio opened up in my suburb, a 5 minute walk from my house. They were offering a free class on their open day, so I bit the bullet and signed up for it, anxious about whether or not I’d be able to keep up. I was sceptical going in, after all, it’s literally a HIIT class, and I’d done those before, so I didn’t think it would, in the words of Shania Twain, impress me much. Well, as I’ve probably proved by now… you introduce me to a fitness cult, and I’ll want to join. The class I did was Hollywood, a torturous hour mix of cardio and weights training, and though I kept my eye on that timer the whole time, I had an absolute blast (by the way, the me from 2015 cannot believe I’m saying this). The atmosphere is great, you’re in there with a team of 20+ people (all drowning in sweat together), and the trainers are encouraging and really do push you as hard as you can go (one trainer asked if I could do push ups on my toes, and I said that could was a strong word, but sure enough, with her encouragement, I managed to complete my 40 second round on my toes with proper form). There are the standard cringey high fives and supportive cheering (I feel high fiving strangers while covered in sweat is not a pleasant experience for either party involved), but after the class, I felt elated (I also nearly threw up while walking home, but managed to swallow my pride… and vomit, I guess), high on those exercise endorphins, and I really started to understand why people swore by it. So now I’m signed up for the free ten day trial, and I’ve even dragged myself to a few 6am classes (it’s a different class each day, so you can pick and choose which you want to do, and they alternate cardio and resistance days) – I’m at the point where I have to choose what I’m going to do, and I think I’m going to stick with it, at least for the summer, to see if I can push myself a little harder and add some variety to my workouts.
Kayla Itsines, the cult leader of BBG
For me though, it all comes back down to that original program, if I hadn’t started BBG, I never would’ve gained any confidence to join a gym, or even to know what to do in a gym. I’ve heard people look down on the BBG program, or say that the results aren’t real, that the people doing it were already fit when they started (definitely not true, especially in my case), but I think a lot of flack seems to come from the fact that it’s specifically targeted at women and as a result, it’s seen as a waste or time, or something to not take seriously – that’s the real heart of the problem, like most things in society. Things for women are deemed frivolous, not as good, or something to look down on. But the reason Itsines has built this multimillion-dollar empire is because it’s for women. It’s a program designed by a woman, for women, and that goes a long way to proving its worth, in my opinion. Women all over the world swear by this program (I’m one of them), because if you follow it properly, it works. Itsines understands what her target market are looking for in terms of fitness goals, and she gives a very easy guide to achieve them (note: I don’t mean easy as in it’s way too simple to do, honestly I pushed myself so hard in these I threw up in my mouth several times while completing her workouts).
There are many programs out there like BBG, ones targeted for women, off the top of my head, there’s FitazFk and Toned by Ashy Bines, all designed to help women achieve some relatively easy fitness goals. It’s definitely a good way to start, if you’re new to working out and intimidated (like I was) at the idea of joining a gym and jumping right into it. The worst thing that happens with at home programs is you just feel like an idiot squatting while holding a 1L water bottle to simulate weights.
I honestly think fitness programs for women (and especially by women) are essential; they give you routine and structure, they know their target market and teach you to build muscle and strength in a way that’s easy to understand; and most importantly, they create a supportive community online –during my time using BBG, I had my own little #fitfam, with whom I would share progress and exchange tips and tricks. I think that’s probably the best thing about programs like BBG, the community that grows behind it and the support you get from random strangers on the internet, there’s no room for negativity, it’s a safe space that’s all about supporting one another and cheering on successes, but encouraging each other when things are tough. So yes, I may have joined a cult back in 2015, but it changed my life for the better.
By: Vee H
Image sources:
BBG1, Kayla Itsines
Personal photos
https://twitter.com/kayla_itsines/status/758793723270627328
#fitness#women's fitness#women's exercise#fitness journey#fitness programs for women#fitfam#BBG#The Bikini Body Guide#Kayla Itsines#bbgtransformation#personal story#for women by women#feminist revolution
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Music
I’ve met very few people who don’t enjoy music. There are so many different genres and artists, almost everyone can find something they like. For some people, like me, music has much deeper meaning. I’ve relied on music to help me express my feelings since I was a little girl. It started with Shania Twain and the Indigo Girls, some of the first music I listened to (after “Sesame Street” and “Beauty and the Beast” on cassette, of course). I found songs that made me burst with confidence and joy, and I found songs that made me feel a deep sadness I was still too young to comprehend. Since I’ve always been somewhat emotionally stunted, music became my voice. It helped me express things I wasn’t sure how to put into words, it helped me understand my own feelings on a different level, and it even shaped some of the ways in which I learned to understand love.
Because of my relationship with music, the music I listen to is very personal and I don't share it with many people. Of course, there are many songs I just love listening to or singing, but those aren’t the songs I’m talking about. I’m talking about all of the songs I take seriously and relate to on an emotional and/or spiritual level. That’s why I sometimes get weird or keep it vague when people ask me about music. Discussing some of the songs I listen to would be like reading my diary out loud.
I’ve gotten into some tense situations with friends and family when I’ve tried to show them music. This is probably because they don’t understand how much it means to me and what I’m trying to share with them. To be fair, I can be a bit of a steam roller, and I sometimes push for someone to listen to a song when they’re not in a place to really hear or appreciate it. But there have also been many times when someone has wholeheartedly agreed to listen to a song and just...doesn’t. Their eyes gloss over, they start texting someone, they start trying to talk to me, etc. And you might be thinking, well do you expect them to just sit there and listen for 3-4 minutes? Yeah, I do. Would it be any different if it was me spilling my guts for 3-4 minutes? Probably. I’d have their full attention and they’d be invested in hearing how I felt and what I had to say (if they were a good friend, anyway). To me, it’s not different. To me, playing those songs for someone is me spilling my guts. I’m allowing myself to be vulnerable, which is not something I do often, and for a person to be so blasé about that is downright damaging. It will certainly make vulnerability less appealing in the future, both in regards to that specific person as well as other people I might want to share with.
I’ve also had people listen to a song and then say something insensitive or even hurtful. The last person I shared a personal song with gave me a blank stare when the song was over. After a few seconds I asked, “So what do you think?” The answer was a monotone, “It was okay. I don’t really get it. It’s not my thing,” followed by a very awkward car ride. In case you were wondering, yes this was someone who knows how I feel about music, and yes, I “prepped” them for the song. This happened sometime around July of 2018, and I haven’t shared a song with anyone since. Sounds dramatic, I’m sure, but maybe that will give you an idea of how intensely I feel about this. It’s not like I expect a sea of sympathy or for everyone to like the same songs I do. But I hope for emotional support. A hug? Asking questions about what the song means to me or why I shared it? Honestly, even just a sincere thank you and an appreciation for opening myself up would go a really long way.
I do concede, however, it is a bit strange that I almost exclusively listen to music when I’m driving, taking a train, or walking. I’ve almost never just sat and listened to music. Driving specifically is when I do it the most. Don’t get me wrong, I love late night drives full of deep conversations (with the right people). But a good 80% of the time, it’s music music music. Maybe it’s my safe space, my happy place. I’ll have to think about that more. The people closest to me know not to talk over my songs in the car, or at least ask me to pause the music if they want to talk. It’s a small gesture, but a respectful and validating one all the same. Those same people have also watched me faithfully skip the same songs over and over, and I think they know it’s usually because I don’t want to play it in front of them. I know they notice, but beyond a quip every now and then, it remains unspoken, and I’m grateful for the privacy.
Honestly, the best environment for music is when I’m driving alone. I’m completely isolated in my little metal box, no one is close enough to hear me or see me beyond a glance (especially at night), and I love driving in general, too. When I’m alone, I feel the safest. I can feel anything I want and express those feelings however I want with no consequence. I have lost track of the number of times I have sobbed along with poignant lyrics, or even completely broken down during a song, unable to do more than cry and listen. Though it’s been extremely rare, I’ve even needed to pull over at times.
I have songs for almost everything, and almost everything has a song, if not multiple. There are songs I can’t listen to anymore, special songs I loved, because I’ll always associate them with people I want to forget, or people that hurt me. There are songs I haven’t listened to in years and years and years, but I promise I still know each and every lyric by heart. There are songs I listen to on repeat, a million minutes at a time, because I love the way they make my heart dance, and the way they make me feel about myself. There are songs that make me think about all of the people in my life, and many people who are not in my life. There are songs that transport me to the past, tales of young love, heartbreak, general angst - and I remember everything again. There are songs that are only for me, that I have never shared with anyone, and they will most likely remain that way.
Music has never just been something I enjoy, or even something I love. It has melted deeper inside my heart, wrapped around the pieces of my soul. Not necessarily protective, more like a lens, or a filter, a different way to see and understand everything around me.
I don’t know if or when I’ll feel safe sharing music again. I hope I do though. Last year was a tough one. I lost some people whom I thought were special, but ended up leaving some nasty metaphorical bruises, as well as destroying the foundation of general trust I was finally beginning to rebuild. It’s going to take me a while to get back to where I was, but I know deep down that sharing my music, my feelings, is going to be part of it. If you end up being one of the people I deem special enough to share a song with, I recommend you give it a good listen. No pressure. 😉
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