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wieqo · 18 days
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summer of love - sumrlve
it'll be okay - illtokay
when you're gone - wuregone
fallin' all in you - fallinnyou
never be alone - nvrblone
piece of you - picefyou
running low - runniglow
perfectly wrong - prfctwrg
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shawnxstyles · 1 year
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hold on…
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sreepadamangaraj · 1 year
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Someone You Loved | Eight Year Old Kid Cover | Lewis Capaldi. Komei started singing when he was 5 and he has kept practicing singing since then. His dream is to one day become a professional singer/entertainer.
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avielex · 2 months
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Okay okay... I'll do something non-OC for once lol, older Daniel be upon ye
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*The Archer got close to the top 30 on hot 100 at 38 so ill let it count for this poll and AOTGYLB while not on Lover proper it was considered for the album and was on the More Lover Chapter EP as a Promo single debuting high at 12 so i'll let this one count too ☺️☺️
Vote for your fave, reblog & share your thoughts in the tags ☺️☺️
Check out my masterpost for the other singles polls there's still some time left to vote in the Speak Now poll and the others (Red-Rep) are still open ☺️☺️
Thank you everyone and have fun and hope everyone is having a great 1989 TV release day ☺️☺️
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megaclaudiolis · 2 years
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✨TOP OF THE WORLD✨ | Shawn Mendes
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pabst-belikov · 1 year
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I think Camila deserve to burn some shit down, and break stuff.
She put her faith and trust in a group of people, believing in "we are a community, we are family, we protect each other", being betrayed SEVERAL TIMES, like, yeah, she deserve do some mayhem.
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faunandfloraas · 21 days
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Hi jess! Just out of curiosity, what song did you mean when you mentioned "That Song"? In your post? I'm not really up to date with the news in stayville ^^"
The charlie put collab lol
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toxiclovesickheart · 1 year
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“I feel it all, your kisses all, I’ll risk it all, 17 we were startin’ to fall, but we lost it all…”
Used to This - Camila Cabello
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nialls-gorgeous-colors · 10 months
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EASY by Shawn Mendes, an unreleased song that connects lyrically to 10 songs by Niall Horan ⭐️
Firstly, here’s a YouTube link to the song. https://youtu.be/2r1ErXM3Qkc
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Especially “The Show” (the nervous response song) + “Must Be Love” (recognizing, working toward an end goal following your heart instead of overthinking)
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“Easy” by Shawn Mendes connects to “If You Leave Me” and “Cross Your Mind” through its imagery of diving into oceans, the hesitation (“you don’t”) by the same person diving into oceans, discussions of “your mind”, and then deciding if “it’s Easy.”
“If everything was easy” = “The Show”
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A specialist in overthinking, who’s got a PhD in running away, who’s scared to death, and likes to vanish…
Maybe he should stop, and take it easy, don’t overthink it, listen to his heart’s desire?
Parallels exist between “Easy” by Shawn Mendes and “Must Be Love” 💗by Niall Horan
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“Easy” by Shawn Mendes connects to three Niall songs that describe “close my eyes” to see our relationship - “Black and White”, “Too Much to Ask”, “Put a Little Love on Me”.
It also has a parallel to “You and Me”, “you and I know where it’s going” relates back to “it ends with you and me”
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“Easy” by Shawn touches on the 🌹 reference (“grow out of control” rose promo pic for Heaven release)
“Easy” asks “why would you run?” 🏃‍♂️
Niall describes himself as a runner in 3 songs: “my heart was always on the run”, “we were on the run”, and “I got a PhD in always running away”
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Niall’s description of running is always in contrast to loving
“On the run, but you making loving fun”
“Yesterday we were on the run, why’s it only YOU I’m thinking of?”
“I got a PhD in always running away, I’m trying to stop it but it feels like LOVE”
> Run? Drive forever with me?
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“The Show” by Niall Horan is the song that most connects to “Easy” by Shawn Mendes, especially adding in “305” and its rollercoaster ride🎢☀️
They look at the sun, catch you when gravity comes 🪂, decide if they’re ready (one’s never been so sure vs other says not ready)
Is it EASY??
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Easy by SM parallels with:
If You Leave Me 🌊
Cross Your Mind 🌊
Too Much to Ask 👁️🏃‍♂️
PALLOM 👁️
Black and White 👁️
Seeing Blind 🏃‍♂️
Must Be Love (🏃‍♂️, scared, overthinking)
The Show (looking at ☀️, easy)
You and Me ➡️
Heaven 🌹
Key:
Close my 👁️s
Dive into 🌊
On the run🏃‍♂️
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Another connection
“Looking at the stars”, “how to get there or is it just too far”? “you’re right here beside me” of Finally Free by Niall Horan
Matches with “Easy” by Shawn Mendes:
“Why would you run when you could drive forever with me toward the Sun?”
“Wanna be wherever you are”
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anneangel · 1 year
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Sherlock after faking his death for 3 goddamn years is like:
Sherlock: My dear Watson, so glad to see you, my boy. Of course you're going to live with me in Baker' Street again. And sell that clinic of yours, I even have a buyer in my family interested due to my sheer pressure. Ah, you don't have to be a doctor, you know you'd rather be my biographer, but of course before writing one of our cases you'll ask for my permission. Oh and leave your checks in my locker if you need it just ask me for the key. Oh, it's 1895, bad time to be in London, let's spend a few days staying in that university town of ours far from here. Oh, pack your bags Watson, we're going to Norway too!! Now (...).
Watson: Okay, Holmes. Everything you want.
Book - The Return Of Sherlock Holmes
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shawnxstyles · 2 years
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i don’t know words. what are they?
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sreepadamangaraj · 1 year
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Sometimes music can be so beautiful that words seem to fall short. The truth is that your vocabulary falls short from time to time, and there are tons of words to describe music that can work like a perfect pitch.Watch the video Celestial Epic 8 Year Old Kid Cover Ed Sheeran Pokémon
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sparksflys · 2 months
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I'm listening to an old Shawn Mendes song and it still slaps
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[for Em, from this post]
“What.”
Bradley shrugs off-handedly and uncaps what's left of his venti frappe to scoop out the ice at the bottom. At dusk on a weekday, the little strip of beach they’re at is almost empty of the public save for their little group.
The both of them are sitting side by side by the shore, the white foam whispering closer and closer to their bare feet - the rest of the team sprawled in various positions on the sand a few feet behind them, lazily chatting and rolling the football between them. 
“Dude, it’s whatever - totally fine that you went rogue for the glory and it tracks with the whole,” Bradley gestures to all of Jake before going right back to his ice. “- lone ranger bullshit you have going on. Hell, I’m grateful that you did, truly.”
Bradley squints at the tiny bits of ice before throwing the whole lot into his mouth - he tosses a sheepish look over his shoulders at a lounging Mav, remembering old childhood nagging about crunching ice.
“Bradshaw, what the fuck.”
“What?” Bradley turns his head to Jake who’s looking at him with his mouth open and his eyes narrowed. He leans back and away from Jake who looks five seconds away from clobbering him with a driftwood. “The hell you look offended for?” 
“One, I did not ‘go rogue’,” Bradley curses when he accidentally bites the inside of his cheek trying to avoid the finger Jake shoved in his face.
“Cyclone gave me the greenlight - did Fanboy feed you his bootleg Austen fantasies? I keep saying Bridgerton’s bad for you - 'go rogue’ like some kind of-.”
“Did you just air quote-”
“Two, even if I did ‘go rogue’,” Bradley scrambles backwards to avoid Jake’s aggressive hand waving - he glances to the rest of the team who seems to be blissfully ignorant of whatever the hell is going on with them, probably thinking it's just another patented Rooster-Hangman argument and not - you know- an actual potential homicide. 
“You listening to me, Bradshaw?” 
Bradley blinks. 
Jake is very very close. The blond’s upper body is in Bradley’s space, his left hand holding onto Bradley’s bare upper arm to keep himself steady, green eyes deadly serious and -shit- hurt. For the first time, Bradley wonders if he has, somehow, managed to put his foot in his mouth and fucked this up again. 
“Roo, even if I did go against orders,” Jake’s voice is soft and tired. Even his whole body seems to sag with exhaustion, like the hand holding onto Bradley’s arm is the only thing literally keeping him upright. “I would have done it for you, no one else.”
The week that they came back from the mission, Mickey roped Bradley into binging Bridgerton because everyone else was smart enough to bail the moment Mickey even breathed the words  ‘Netflix night’. He sat through the entire show on the edge of his fucking seat, hugging a pillow to his chest, and watched as the characters go through their (in Mickey’s words) italic Oh moment. 
Well, shit what do you know - Bradley thinks this is his real life italic Oh moment. 
(not exactly his first with Jake, but still–) 
(shit is he Anthony?)
“You scared me, Roo.”
Bradley’s brain snaps back from viscounts and italic Ohs. His body tenses up and his fight or flight goes into overdrive, like a threat is imminent and he needs to grab Jake and his family and run for cover.
But there is no threat, there is no danger, there is only Jake who moved back and out of Bradley’s space and leaving him cold, knees pulled up to his chest and body curving into a small upset thing. His face is turned away from Bradley like he cannot stand another second looking at Bradley’s stupid, oblivious face - which all things considered, is a pretty fair assessment of himself. 
“You really scared me.” 
Breathing becomes a chore. Thinking becomes difficult. Moving becomes something utterly impossible. But Jake is still talking like he didn’t just bowl Bradley over. Over the sounds of the wave crashing, the seagulls squawking, their family’s laughter and shouts - Bradley can still hear those quiet, resigned words as clearly as though Jake spoke them to his ears. 
“I asked Cyclone the first time you were – you and Mav-,” Jake shakes his head, blond hair askew in the wind and body painted in the colors of sunset. “I was terrified. It was like -shit- you know when it feels like you got ants crawling up your body when you’ve been sitting too long? It's like that but it was all over and it was in my head and all I could hear was static.” 
Bradley scoots closer, position mirroring Jake’s. He doesn't know where to look or what he should do, he only knows that he needs to be closer to Jake and lets his own mind rearrange itself, reset everything he has ever known about Jake or thought he has ever known, rewrite everything he has ever taken as gospel in the book of Bradley and Jake which, as it turns out, was written by an incredibly unreliable narrator (him).  
“You’ve left before.” Bradley grunts, the hit coming out of nowhere and landing where it hurts like a mother. Jake, as far as Bradley could tell, doesn’t even realize the words that keep spilling out of his mouth. It was like a broken dam and Bradley is caught in the whirlpool of water rushing through. 
“But this time - to me anyway- you were really gone,” Jake’s shoulders shuddered and this close, Bradley could almost see the goosebumps crawl up his arm. He gingerly wraps a hand around Jake’s ankle and holds him to the present. “I thought I must have died with you-” Bradley’s hand tightens around that one appendage and he grimaces, heart skipping so many beats he’s surprised he hasn't collapsed.
But Jake wasn’t done. 
“-because I swear I went through that whole life-flashing-before-my-eyes crap but it was just you. It was just all you - from when we were kids, the academy, the – after.” Jake uncurls enough to look at him, green eyes wet and exhausted but steady.
“Guess I wasn’t done with you after all.” 
Jake smiles at him, tiny and wan. Bradley can feel his own eyes watering and he blinks away the tears, sniffing as he scoots the last few inches between him and Jake. The hand around Jake’s ankle travels up to grab his hand and Bradley laces their fingers together, squeezing them three times.
Just like he used to years ago. 
“I guess you’re not.” 
Bradley’s words settle over them like a blanket. The sun’s gone from the horizon by now and the family is making noises about dinner and he can hear Mav telling Javy a stern no, leave them be. Bradley watches Jake’s eyes flicker between his own, the tiny wan smile gone and replaced with a carefully neutral set to his lips. It suddenly becomes extremely important that he coaxes a smile from Jake’s lips with kisses. 
But first- 
“I’m sorry.” He dares to drop a kiss on their clasped hands and another on Jake’s shoulder. “For everything, up until this moment - I know it's not good enough, but I’m still sorry.”
Jake drops eye contact and chuckles, but Bradley refuses to let this go now. “Hey, we’re gonna talk about this, alright Jake? We’re gonna talk and we’re gonna figure out how to be okay again - in whatever capacity you want us to be.” 
He ducks his head and catches Jake’s eyes, holding them for a heartbeat and forever. 
“Because I’m not done with you either.”
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