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people we meet on vacation (pt. 2) | OP81

masterlist part 1

pairing: oscar piastri x singer!reader (smau!)

summary: oscar and his childhood best friend, whose families always vacationed together, haven't seen each other in forever. maybe the f1 2025 season summer break is the time for them to rekindle?

tropes: friends to lovers, fluff, angst, social media + written, based loosely off of people we meet on vacation by emily henry

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deuxmoi Formula 1 McLaren driver Oscar Piastri spotted with singer/songwriter Yn Ln sitting outside of a club in Copenhagen, Denmark. The two were seen sharing a cigarette.

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user1 you're not being additive, you're being REPETITIVE

user8 i can't take this anymore LET ME OUTTTTT

user30 love the amount of all caps texts here

user31 we're in the trenches 🫠

user32 ofc they're outside the club

user33 ya like oscar would not be caught dead in a club

user34 every photo i see of them makes me want to jump off a bridge

user35 in a good or bad way?

user36 it's ynoscar, it's in BOTH ways

user37 idk which one of them i want to be more

user38 pls freaky friday with one of them so you can make them start dating 🙏

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oscarpiastri to portofino!

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user39 oscar in his photography era!

user40 bruh why does everything have to be about yn, what a fucking social climber 💀

user2 they've been friends since they were kids 😅

lando you never take aesthetic photos with ME

user4 ynoscar!!!!

user1 atp im just living off the crumbs

user41 learned helplessness

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yn.jpg portofino has a special place in my heart 🫶

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kimiantonelli portofino is in italy 🇮🇹

georgerussell63 ignore him, he just finished geography class

user44 GUYS THEY BOTH USED THE HEART HANDS EMOJI, DOES THAT MEAN ANYTHING

user45 bro must be new to ynoscar bc nothing means anything 😖

alexandrasaintmleux pretty view, pretty girl!!!!

user16 she stole oscar's comment lol

yn.jpg i miss youuuuu

lanadelrey you're a vision

yn.jpg let's not talk about me, LET'S TALK ABOUT WHEN THE NEW ALBUM IS DROPPING

user46 guys no oscar photo in this post OR in the last one abt copenhagen 😰

user47 yall probably scared them off with the ynoscar bs

user48 everything's fine, they referenced each other on oscar's story

liamlawson was this place in cars 2?

charles_leclerc no that was a fictional city called porto corsa

lewishamilton how do YOU know that

lando i have learned that silence sometimes is louder than words

user29 you're using words rn

oscarpiastri buongiorno 👋

user49 THEY'RE BEING SO DRY GUYS WE MIGHT'VE BROKEN THEM

yn.jpg osc you're in the toilet right now

oscarpiastri yk what they say about snitches

yn.jpg they're talented and beautiful and lovely and cool 😎

july 16th, 2025 - 14:19

yn had made it a point that she just had to find good lemonade in portofino. oscar didn't know why--most of the things she did weren't based in general necessity so much as necessity to have fun--so he didn't try to put up a fight, opting to lie in their hotel room with the air conditioning on. the second he had heard the door close behind yn, he jumped up, turning over on his stomach and scrambled for his phone.

"pastry!" answered lando after two and a half rings. "what can i do for you on this lovely sunday?"

"what the fuck is a ynoscar?" asked the aussie, saying the final word quietly, as if he were being watched by interpol. "i've been seeing it all over the internet and i think you're the only one that's online enough. also you seem like you'd care the least."

lando feigned insulted, putting his hand to his chest. "i care a lot," he said.

"okay then," oscar sighed, remembering why he didn't normally go to his teammate for help, "you'd make fun of me the least."

"also not true," lando smiled. "mate, do you even know me?"

"lando, what the fuck is a ynoscar?" he reiterated, itching his neck anxiously. yn's particular talents included a knack for finding things quickly. that's why, as kids, they never played hide-and-seek.

"okay, so before i explain the ynoscar lore," joked lando, clearly having a great time with this already, "i need to know how much internet speak you are versed in. do you know what a ship is, old man?" oscar rolled his eyes. "i'll take that as a yes."

"basically, ynoscar is what fans of you and yn, who think you're dating, call that would-be relationship," he explained. simultaneously, oscar felt overwhelmed at the idea of people around the world rooting for a relationship he, who was actually in it, couldn't fully understand and underwhelmed due to the brief nature of lando's explanation.

"and why were you tweeting about it?"

"danny thought it would be funny."

"i'm bombing danny's farm next time i'm in perth," oscar said, running a hand through his hair.

"why are you asking me about this, oscar? why now?"

the truth was that he really didn't know. somehow, this change between him and yn had come in one fast-paced rush while also being a long time coming. he didn't know why he looked at her like that. why she made him feel fucking strange. there was that word again.

"no reason," he said, clearing his throat. "hattie's been weird about it. thanks for the help." before lando could say anything else--and it seemed he was about to--oscar ended the call and the hotel door swung open.

"score!" yelled yn, holding two glasses of lemonade.

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oscarpiastri nice lemonade, right yn.jpg?

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user46 oscar woke up and picked aesthetic

user49 mclaren have a new head of social media 😭

user3 show us yn 🔫

user50 these yn fans are literally insufferable, go look at her posts and leave oscar alone

user3 bro saying oscar as if he knows him and doesn't actually just have a parasocial relationship 🤓

mclaren Petition to have a Portofino Grand Prix

scuderiaferrari Please, give us more home races

mercedes no.

user51 does toto run the merc account 😂

yn.jpg it better have been nice, i broke a flipflop for it

oscarpiastri you sacrifice so much for me 🥹

nicolepiastri Who taught you how to be a photographer?

oscarpiastri Yn

user50 oh my god shut uppppppppppp about that whore

user1 why so much yn hate in these comments

yn.jpg girl tell me about it

user1 OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU

logansargeant oscar you promised you'd bring me sorbet

oscarpiastri logan they serve GELATO here

yukitsunoda did you take my camera?

oscarpiastri ...no

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yn.jpg felt like a bit of a narcissist, so, when in rome, this post is mainly me :)

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maxverstappen1 stop letting yn make jokes liked by author

oscarpiastri i took the first photo, might be the best thing i've ever done

mclaren you're leading the driver's championship???

oscarpiastri did i stutter

user1 HE DIDN'T FUCKING STUTTER

user52 they actually have my heart, i sold it

kikagomes i'm breaking up with pierre to be with youuuu

yn.jpg yes 🥰

pierregasly no 🥰

lewishamilton had to log in to tell you the fits are fire

yn.jpg who needs vogue's approval when you have lewis hamilton's?

oscarpiastri i still think "rome-ing around with osc" was a better caption

yn.jpg so i'm not the only narcissist today huh

user9 i fear this is the end of the road for me, i can't deal anymore

gracieabrams "close to you" was written abt yn

user53 funny. does that mean oscar wrote it?

gracieabrams maybe 🤔

conangray diva italiano

yn.jpg that's not grammatically correct 🤡

july 18th, 2025 - 11:09

rome wasn't on the list. it was in the red journal, somewhere in the later pages. yn had intended for them to visit when they were old and could be that idealized old couple that everyone wanted to be or be related to. it was meant to be portofino then milan and then bye bye italy. but oscar had insisted.

"it'll be like our own ocean's twelve," he explained, combining his knowledge of her film interests with those wide brown eyes, "except without all the theft. unless you wanna do that."

that's why the two of them were standing in a small hotel in the center of the city, sharing a fredo espresso as they waited for the clerk. their whole trip had been planned down to the shoes they would wear and now there was a whole new city they had to make time for. yn didn't mind, but oscar insisted, "i wanted to come here so, please, let me care about the logistics."

as they waited in the lobby, yn pretended not to be noticing the occasional glance that oscar would send her way, reaching for the coffee without looking at him. a part of her knew he was being normal--he'd always looked at her a lot. but there was that paranoia that had existed since she was a kid: he knows.

"i need food," she announced. "can you get the hotel room and just text me? i might die if i don't get some gelato right now." it was noticeable that oscar knew she was lying, his eyes were glossy and lips pursed. but he let her go.

...

oscar was a lot of things. nice, funny, smart, pretty, kind. he was very, very bad at negotiating. maybe negotiating was the wrong word. he was very bad at explaining to hotel managers that he and his best friend were actually not dating and needed a room with two beds and not one.

he paced around the quaint room, getting a stomach ache every time he saw the large bed. oh is the only way to describe how he felt. that all too familiar drop.

a knock sounded from the door. "osc!" yn's voice rang, the excitement noticeable. must mean she brought me gelato too, he thought to himself. as he opened the door and proved himself right, oscar couldn't help the smile appearing on his face. "here you go. lemon." the girl pushed past him to enter the room and suddenly smiling didn't seem all that appealing.

he only had the time for one lick before, "why is there one bed?"

"yeah, about that," he replied, walking over toward her. "the manager lady thought we were dating and said we looked 'so cute'"--he imitated the manager's excitement with his hands--"that she had to give us her best available room. now, best sounds great, but it did have just one bed and... i don't know, i felt like shit correcting her."

yn blinked. oscar blinked. it took a drip of gelato on the creaky floors for them to snap out of the trance that was eye contact. "it's fine," yn said, voice strained so slightly that only oscar would be able to tell. "we can share. we've shared before!" she did her very best to brush it off, not act like her skin was on fire from just the thought of sleeping next to him.

"yeah, that's what i thought," he agreed, feeling a weight lifted off his chest, "best friends can share beds."

"yeah."

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deuxmoi Photographed, Formula 1 driver Oscar Piastri and singer Yn Ln having a romantic moment in Rome. The two are currently vacationing together throughout Europe.

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july 18th, 2025 - 23:54

it was late. it was hot. the rome air was practically sticking to oscar's skin. well, it might've been hot. it's not like he was going to notice anyway. in fact, the windows to the hotel room were open and letting a cool breeze in. only, oscar couldn't tell the heat was coming from the girl next to him. it was all in his head.

yn had fallen asleep in seconds. after a wondrous day, full of great pasta and amazing sights and even a few fan encounters, she was understandably tired. on their walk back to the hotel, her sandals dragged against the cobblestones, leading oscar to put his arm under hers and shoulder a bit of that tiredness himself. she didn't say thank you--he didn't even care--but it was all worth it for that look. that god forsaken look.

yn's eyes had met his a million times over in their lifetimes. as kids, sharing a glance after they broke a vase. as teenagers, trying not to laugh as a high school professor said a funny words. as adults, attempting to hide that they were staring by making it seem silly. it wasn't silly.

watching her hair, all messed up over her forehead, and hearing her snores, loud and unashamed and her made him realize what he should've realized years ago: they weren't friends.

well, they were. that wasn't the best phrasing. they were friends, but oscar would spend his pennies in fountains and 11:11s on changing that. friend seemed like it never really did fully comprehend the connection between them. yn had been there for everything. when his friends left, when his family was fighting, when the pressure of being in formula 1 and being in the spotlight was too much. no smile of hers wasn't kind and helpful, no crease in her brow wasn't beautiful and desired, no moment of her time was deserved or unearned.

he wanted to let this happen. to wake her up right this moment and confess his recently discovered feelings in a film-like speech. he wanted to give her eternity to write about. but at the same time he was thinking about how good she was to him, he was thinking about how good she was to him.

he was only twenty-four. he had years and years left, probably consisting of challenges unlike the ones he'd ever faced before. and oscar piastri had a penchant for messing things up. how could he get through anything, much less the rest of his life, without her? if he were to get things wrong, he wouldn't be losing a potential love, he would be losing a friend.

and for those reasons, oscar piastri could never fall for her.

HOPE Y'ALL ENJOYED!!!! tune in for part 3 coming soon. if you'd like to be tagged in the masterlist, please comment! thanks for reading

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waytoomanyhobbies · 1 year ago

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Hi! What’s a song that makes you think of your favorite character or ship from Bob’s Burgers?

@babsvibes

Lol. Well, I already told you the other day how Too Sweet by Hozier makes me think of Logan being Louise's neat whiskey in your:

But I wanna shake things up with two songs that aren't fic dependent but instead make me think of Louigan after reuniting in their 30s and getting together–one would be what they say is their song and the other is their song in private.

Usually, with rivals to lovers ships folks go straight to all the "I hate you, but I love you" tunes. Instead, I want to lean into the way that Logan and Louise are foils who, despite their differences, are actually quite alike.

So the first song is another Hozier tune... From Eden. That's the one they would tell people was their song. Both characters have a history of identifying with criminals, outlaws, etc. So the serpent in the garden is a natural.

The following section, in particular, hits the mark for me:

Babe There's something lonesome about you Something so wholesome about you Get closer to me No tired sighs, no rolling eyes, no irony No 'who cares', no vacant stares, no time for me Honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me I should know I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door

In the context of Louigan, the verse would be them each recognizing the other's hidden softer side. The pre-chorus would be a longing to cut through their facades of indifference and them expressing their insecurities about if the other really wasn't interested. Finally, the chorus in this context is the recognition of seeing themselves in one another (hence, how they recognized one another's softer sides) as well as the type of baggage they could accrue in the decades before they reunited. They're just both lying in wait to tempt the other. There wouldn't be any "other man" (like in the verse about Adam ) when they reunite, but any time someone asks how they got together, they make up a different outrageous story. Like an anthology episode.

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That brings us to Louise and Logan's secret song, the one they would cuddle and canoodle to–but vehemently deny in public. Mirrors by Justin Timberlake.

I don't wanna lose you now I'm lookin' right at the other half of me The vacancy that sat in my heart Is a space that now you hold Show me how to fight for now And I'll tell you, baby, it was easy Comin' back here to you once I figured it out You were right here all along It's like you're my mirror My mirror staring back at me I couldn't get any bigger With anyone else beside me And now it's clear as this promise That we're making Two reflections into one Cause it's like you're my mirror My mirror staring back at me, staring back at me

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I mean we have this girl:

A girl who knows every lyric that Boo Boo and Boys 4 Now ever sang.

And she's paired with this boy:

A boy who gets super emotional over Freaky Friday and its messages about love and acceptance.

Together, they would secretly enjoy the most poppy, peppy songs about true love and finding your other half–the person who gets that part of you that others don't understand or find too extreme for comfort. That's a kind of understanding and acceptance Louise seems to yearn for from Spiderhouse Rules, and it matches Logan's vibe from Mother Daughter Laser Razor beautifully.

I can picture the two of them cuddling to the song:

Louise: "I swear, if you ever tell anyone this is really our song, I will gut punch you!"

Logan (laughing): "Hey! I have a reputation to protect too, you know?"

Louise (snorts:) "If you say so."

Logan: "Besides, I know you're too chicken to dance to this at the wedding reception..."

Louise (warning): "Logan."

Logan: "And since when is big spoon supposed to be threatening little spoon? You're supposed to be making me feel safe and cherished."

Louise (hugging him tighter): "Fine. If the leftover pizza starts threatening you, I've got my bow and arrows in the closet."

Logan: "Thank you."

#louigan #louise belcher #logan bush #bob's burgers #logan x louise #logan/louise #answers #asks #babsvibes #louigan songs

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fancassticfiction · 7 months ago

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So, I did this manifestation ritual at the end of 2023, and I thought I would reflect on what happened and what didn't.

Frist, a bit about the ritual. It's called the 12 Magical Nights. In a notebook, on the 20th, you write down thirteen things that you have the power to make happen in your life. You then fold up each individual wish and burn one wish a day for the 12 days following. You don't look at the wishes. They are for the universe/fate/whatever diving entity you believe in to know. Now, if you're here thinking I'm bad at math, you aren't wrong, but not about this. After you burn your twelve wishes, the thirteenth wish becomes your responsibility because you can't just leave everything to fate. I wrote all thirteen in my journal just to reflect at the end. I have a video that breaks it down more at the end of this post.

But now I want to reflect, so here are the manifestations I made:

I thought I'd reflect on them since I'll do this year's ritual this Friday.

1. Publish my thesis - this one didn't happen. The process of trying to adapt this to multiple journals and their many different requirements just to be told my thesis was too unconventional and too personal was just not worth the very little time I had. I've recently been humoring the idea of just posting the whole damn thing on here or something.

2. Going to see multiple concerts in 2024! - This one happened! At the time of writing my manifestations, I only had tickets for Hozier, but not long into the year, Sleep Token announced a tour that I ended up going to! So this one came true!

3. Go on 3 dates! - This one definitely happened! I had been on 3 dates by March and met my now-ex boyfriend. We went on many dates.

4. Get a new record player! - I forgot I had manifested this one, but yeah! She just came in last week! The speakers for her come in Tuesday.

5. Going to strengthen friendships and meet new friends! - I'm very thankful. This was the wish I didn't burn, so this became my responsibility, and both happened! Thanks to my concert wish, I made some incredible new friends, some of whom are on here and who I'm very thankful for meeting (even if we're just goofy pictures of masked men to each other). I even met someone who lives just a mile down the road from me when I went to see Sleep Token in another fucking state.

6. Find a way to resolve stagnation in my career - I'm debating on if this one has happened or not because I did find a way to resolve my stagnation, but I'm not sure i want to go through with the solution I found. I've been debating on trying to teach in a new school district or quitting teaching all together (both ideas scare me.)

7. More opportunities to write - I won't go into a lot of detail here, but one of my beloved mutuals showed me a chance to write about music for a publication...and I got it. it's unpaid, but I don't give a shit about that because I ACTUALLY HAVE A CHANCE TO WRITE AGAIN, which actually feels pretty fucking great. I can't wait to tell you all about it when some of the writing happens. :)

8. Meet some online friends in real life - I actually had a plan to meet a friend over the summer, but something happened in their outside life that kept that from happening. I didn't get to see them because of it. I did however send some mail to some other friends in a little informal summer gift exchange, and I have those gifts in a place of honor. 🩷

9. Celebrate my sibling's graduation - So, this one didn't happen yet because things happened. However, they start their capstone in January, so the time is getting close at hand!

10. Get a larger bed - I made this list when I was sharing a twin bed with three cats, and I thought a larger bed would give me more space to sleep. Now, I share a full bed with three cats and still have no room to sleep.

11. Build my personal and professional confidence - I'm the department chair and have been invited to conferences. I feel pretty confident at work (at least until kids and their parents hit me with some emotionally abusive bullshit). I also took the scary leap to start dating, and I feel pretty good about that (even if my relationship ended). I have also become quite a road trip fiend even though I used to hate driving (the things I do to see live music).

12. Start therapy - This should've happened. It needs to. I just haven't.

13. Start singing lessons—I'm going to try this manifestation again. As a teacher, I could use voice lessons; teachers get significant vocal damage. Also, I used to sing all the time, and it would be fun to jump back into it with some actual training this time.

And here is the video for anyone that wants a breakdown.

#manifestation #12 magical nights

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justoutsideofdoncaster · 5 months ago

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00:06 17/01/25

Blog #16

First week back done and dusted. Did I skip my optional module class? Yes, but I was ill earlier this week (as is everyone this time of year) and had tried to stay up all night getting some work done, so I'm not mad at myself. In fact I think I've got better work habits and more energy this term. Although at the same time I literally took two naps today, I was up for about 10 hours in total which is pretty pathetic. Uni in winter is always exhausting, plus not eating much the last few days, but overall I know it anxiety. I've felt sick all week. I know exactly what was making me anxious:

Match day Friday (I'm so so shit)

Severe crush on a boy I don't think likes me that much and I'm scared I'm gonna fuck it up.

Worried my flatmates are mad at me because I'm not spending time with them (I've been busy with uni work but also I'm anxious af at the minute so I'm avoiding them)

I went to see A team play tonight. We lost, but they played really hard and it was a pretty even game. I saw a friend I hadn't seen in ages so that was really nice !! I was so physically anxious watching the hockey, my legs were so tense and shaky, but interestingly watching the A team play kinda mid and loose made me feel so much better. And also I sort of know where I'm standing tomorrow as wing lol. Just don't make any stupid mistakes. Also got my flatmates dishware back finally so that's made me feel less stressed about them being mad at me. And I know I'm paranoid bcs of the past, and I also know if they're mad at me that's their issue... anyway, I'm feeling slightly less anxious now. Also didn't eat as much as I thought I might today (sort of a cheat day, but no bingeing!!!) so that's made me feel happier. It did happen again though obv, he acts like we aren't even friends when we hang out together like just sort of teammates, we spoke like three times. IDK if I'm overthinking everything. He was sat in front of me but IDK, if I was a fit boy I'd be a lot more confident if I liked a girl. And then I go home sort of pissed off, and he messages me immediately. And he actually responds quickly and I know it's because he's sleep deprived and hungry and drunk off two ciders and that's the only time I'm interesting. And again (and again and again) I'm being a bitch, because he literally asks me to hang out, and he doesn't call them dates but I'm not an idiot, and I want to. And I need to. But what would we even do? What do people do on dates?? I'm so anxious about going to new places and restaurants I hate everything. So I guess we're both just idiots then. But I need to tie him down before anyone else does. So wish me luck.

Songs I've been listening to recently:

Fake Plastic Trees (Radiohead)

Jackie and Wilson (Hozier)

The Record Player Song (Daisy the Great)

Constant Headache (Joyce Manor)

Grace (Jeff Buckley)

When I'm Small (Phantogram)

Brimful of Asha (Cornershop, Norman Cook)

S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W (My Chemical Romance)

Also while working on my module coursework I managed to finally finish a few series, including Arcane S2 (love u forever, but the ending felt unfinished/rushed), Haunting of Bly Manor, and Midnight Mass! Absolutely love that group of horror series on Netflix, so creative and original (based on books I know)! Hopefully we get a fifth one soon.

(Alisher Kushakov) (Franz Marc) -> I LOVE Ultramarine !!!

Today we had a workshop on staging and while talking to the tutor I ended up pretty effectively unpacking what my work is about, specifically why I paint men. See I paint portraits, acrylic and oil, ,mostly of my family. In particular I'm drawn to the men in my family, and images of them looking more feminine, maternal, or close. I know partially I avoid painting the women of my family because it's more easily to get offended if I paint them wrong, but also... I find it freeing. I find a sense of gained control over the narrative when I paint men. Men have painted men, men have painted women. For a long time this defined the public perspective on gender. Then women started reclaiming this narrative, painting women as something more than objects of lust and desire and victimhood. I think of Artemisia Gentileschi and Jenny Saville. For me, it's sort of the same but also the opposite. I feel in control of the masculine figures in my life when I paint. I'm able to paint them in these raw vulnerable positions of maternal (yes technically paternal, but it doesn't feel that way) love and it's sort of like a fuck you to the patriarchy that's constantly imposing all this pressure and rules and filters onto women. I can't act a single way without being sifted into some negative box. It felt really nice to sort of put that together. I think this could really help guide my work in the future. So I'm excited for that.

Going to bed now (at least trying, although I'm pretty wide awake), gonna try get up at a reasonable time tomorrow and do some wood work in the studio, go to the printshop etc... then I can justify having a Monster before the game!! Wish me luck at the game, fingers crossed I don't do anything majorly stupid and maybe get another assist (I don't even hope to score anymore lol). I hate myself! I am unlovable! I wanna cry! Night!

(started this at 00:06, it's now 01:10 lol)

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luhcifermuses · 2 years ago

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━━ ⟢ ( 𝕄𝕀𝕃𝕆 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝕂𝕀𝔸ℝ𝔸 ) a playlist

A PLAYLIST BASED ON MILO AND KIARA'S DYNAMIC

EAT YOUR YOUNG HOZIER

I'm starving, darling Let me put my lips to something Let me wrap my teeth around the world Start carving, darling I wanna smell the dinner cooking I wanna feel the edges start to burn Honey, I wanna race you to the table If you hesitate, the getting is gone I won't lie, if there's something to be gained There's money to be made, whatever's still to come

MY EX'S BEST FRIEND MACHINE GUN KELLY

You know my ex, so that makes it all feel complicated, yeah (It all seems complicated) I read those texts that you sent to yours But I'll never say it, yeah (I'll never say-) You walked in my life at 2:00 a.m. 'Cause my boy's new girl is your best friend Act like you don't see me, we'll play pretend Your eyes already told me what you never said Now we're in the back seat of the black car going home When she asked me, "Is it wrong if I come up with you?" We're both drunk on the elevator When I kissed you for the first time in New York City, uh

TEENAGE DIRTBAG OFFSPRING

Man I feel like mould It's prom night and I am lonely Lo and behold she's walking over to me This must be fake my lip starts to shake How does she know who I am? And why does she give a damn about me? I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden baby Come with me Friday, don't say maybe I'm just a teenage dirt bag baby like you Oh yeah dirt bag No she doesn't know what she's missing

FROM EDEN HOZIER

To the strand a picnic plan for you and me A rope in hand for your other man to hang from a tree Honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me I should know I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door

OCEAN EYES BILLIE EILLISH

I've been watchin' you for some time Can't stop starin' at those ocean eyes Burning cities and napalm skies Fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes Your ocean eyes No fair You really know how to make me cry When you gimme those ocean eyes I'm scared I've never fallen from quite this high Fallin' into your ocean eyes Those ocean eyes

WHEN THE PARTY IS OVER BILLIE EILLISH

Don't you know I'm no good for you? I've learned to lose you, can't afford to Tore my shirt to stop you bleedin' But nothin' ever stops you leavin' Quiet when I'm comin' home and I'm on my own I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that Don't you know too much already? I'll only hurt you if you let me Call me friend but keep me closer (call me back) And I'll call you when the party's over

WHAT KIND OF MAN FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE

And with one kiss You inspired a fire of devotion that lasts for twenty years What kind of man loves like this? To let me dangle at a cruel angle Oh, my feet don't touch the floor Sometimes you're half in and then you're half out But you never close the door

SWEET TALK SAINT MOTEL

Oh, when you laugh I forgive that it's about me But it's alright Yeah, 'cause being your punchline Still is something Yeah, well, I'm not scared I'm not going nowhere Yeah, you might want me to drop dead But I don't even care Sweet talk Everything you say It sounds like Sweet talk to my ears You could yell "Piss off! Won't you stay away?" It'd still be Sweet talk to my ears

DOOMSDAY LIZZY MCALPINE

Pull the plug, make it painless I don't want a violent end Don't say that you'll always love me 'Cause you know I'd bleed myself dry for you over and over again Doomsday is close at hand I'll book the marching band to play as you speak I'll feel like throwing up You'll sit and stare like a goddamn machine

END GAME TAYLOR SWIFT

Big reputation, big reputation Ooh, you and me, we got big reputations, ah And you heard about me, ooh I got some big enemies (yeah) Big reputation, big reputation Ooh, you and me, we'd be a big conversation, ah And I heard about you, ooh (yeah) You like the bad ones too

CALL YOUR MOM NOAH KAHAN

Oh, you're spiralin' again The moment right before it ends, you're most afraid of But, don't you cancel any plans 'Cause I won't let you get the chance to never make them Stayed on the line with you the entire night 'Til you let it out and let it in Don't let this darkness fool you All lights turned off can be turned on I'll drive, I'll drive all night I'll call your mom

GIBSON GIRL ETHEL CAIN

You wanna love me right now You wanna get alone with me You wanna get my clothes off And hurt me You came alone to me From however far away Asking me to know how I know You're all the same Black leather and dark glasses Pourin' another while I shake my ass He's cold-blooded so it takes more time to bleed Obsession with the money, addicted to the drugs Says he's in love with my body, that's why he's fucking it up And then he says to me "Baby, if it feels good, then it can't be bad"

MR LOVERMAN RICKY MONTGOMERY

I've got this shake in my legs Shaking the thoughts from my head But who put these waves in the door? I crack and out I pour I'm Mr. Loverman And I miss my lover, man I'm Mr. Loverman Oh, and I miss my lover The ways in which you talk to me Have me wishin' I were gone The ways that you say my name Have me runnin' on and on

GOLDEN HARRY STYLES

You're so golden You're so golden I'm out of my head And I know that you're scared Because hearts get broken I don't wanna be alone I don't wanna be alone When it ends Don't wanna let you know I don't wanna be alone But I, I can feel it take a hold (I can feel it take a hold) I can feel you take control (I can feel you take control) Of who I am and all I've ever known Loving you's the antidote

LOVER, PLEASE STAY NOTHING BUT THIEVES

Lover, I know you're weary Eyes are tired from the night Lover, come to the kitchen floor Tiles are cold, so am I So take from me What you want, what you need Take from me, whatever you want, whatever you need But lover, please stay with me Lover, I feel your sorrow Pouring out of your skin

YOU KNOW ME TOO WELL NOTHING BUT THIEVES

Summer was long And it's suffocating when you're alone I gave you a call Baby, I could come by, help forget it all 'Cause in this sticky weather, oh, it's really hard to sleep As you know all too well And when we get together, oh, you make me feel so cheap But I can't help myself Filthy impetuous soul I wanna give it to you Oh, just to see what you’d do 'Cause I'm so drunk on you

CAMDEN GRACIE ABRAMS

I never said it, but I know that I Can't picture anything past 25 Not like I care to know the time and Not like I'm looking for that silence Self diagnosing 'til I'm borderline I'll do whatever helps to sleep at night Until I'm feeling like an island Until I'm strong enough to hide it What was I thinking looking for a sign? As if I've ever seen the stars align Somebody take over the drive and Somebody notice how I'm trying

GIMME LOVE JOJI

Swing around front, let me inside Playin' my song into my sides It hurts, I can't lie Remember those times I fought to get out? I want to get out Those pictures so clear, the fade in my mind You leavin' me here with ashes and fire These people don't heal, these people don't feel These people aren't real, so make me this deal Won't you?

CHURCH CHASE ATLANTIC

I'm about to take you back to church (back to church, baby) Well, tell me your confessions, baby, what's the worst? Yeah (yeah, what's the worst?) Baptise in your thighs 'til it hurts (you know it hurts) 'Cause I'm about to take you back to church (oh yeah) I'll keep you up until the sunset Speaking in tongues, yeah, we ain't done yet, yeah Don't take my verses out of context (yeah) I know it's weighing on your conscience

BROOKLYN BABY LANA DEL REY

They say I'm too young to love you I don't know what I need They think I don't understand The freedom land of the seventies I think I'm too cool to know ya You say I'm like the ice, I freeze I'm churnin' out novels like Beat poetry on Amphetamines I say

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