#Jon Bellion Inspired

[thefrogdalorian]

Nowhere Else To Run

Din Djarin x GN!Reader

Summary: Despite the fact that sharing a cabin with you and Grogu on Nevarro has given him the peaceful life he was searching for, Din cannot escape the nightmares of his past which haunt him most nights.

Although he feels unworthy of your love, the only time things make sense is when you take him in your arms and dutifully put his pieces back together. Even on nights when he feels he does not deserve it.

Word Count:  3.4k ✯ Rating:  Teen ✯ Content Warnings: ✯ PTSD, nightmares, descriptions of canon-typical violence, survivor's guilt, Din feeling unworthy of love, Din's violent past, reader's hands described as being smaller than Din's. Author's Note: I created my blog six months ago, so here is a little Din drabble to celebrate. Title is taken from 'All These Things That I've Done' by The Killers (which is so Din coded) and I also listened to 2 Rocking Chairs by Jon Bellion a lot recently, so that might have inspired some of this too! Really hope you enjoyed it and here's to many more months of Din Djarin brainrot ☺︎

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On the nights he startles awake, haunted by the nightmarish, twisted visions of the worst things he has done, he is certain that he does not deserve you. With all his evil deeds laid bare as his mind plays cruel tricks on him, Din Djarin remains convinced that he could live a thousand lifetimes and never be worthy of your love. 

His eyelids fly open as his bare, muscular chest heaves. His golden skin is covered with a sheen of sweat. Din raises a trembling hand to wipe the moisture from his furrowed brow. Disorientated and afraid in the darkness.

His sharpened senses, honed thanks to his previous life as a bounty hunter, begin to function with all the effectiveness which once led to him being deemed the best in the parsec. He cringes as he remembers his narcissism, disgusted by how dishonourable it was to take pride in such an epithet. 

First, Din feels your presence at his side. A warm mass of flesh in the dark, coldness of the night. So close that he could reach out and touch you if only he were not petrified that doing so would shatter your beauty. He yearns to draw comfort from you. Yet, he is too afraid to bring you down to his level, to defile your splendour.

Then, Din hears your soft snores. Truthfully, the sweet sounds you make are not quite snores at all. Merely the even, shallow sounds which indicate that you are peacefully resting. He relaxes slightly, relieved that his unwanted awakening has not disturbed you. 

Emboldened by your continued slumber, Din sits up and gazes at you. Your stunning features are barely illuminated by the faint moonlight which streams in through an ill-fitting blind, yet even such a simple glimpse leaves him overwhelmed by your beauty.

As he quietly watches you, Din wonders what he could have done to deserve you in a past life. He certainly is not worthy of you in this one.

How could someone as wicked and treacherous as he ever be worthy of the love you envelop him in each day of your lives?

The guilt creeps in, then. It snakes its horrifying tendrils around Din's entire being and suffocates him under the weight of his regret and his pain. 

He feels guilty that he has even found himself in a position to receive love like this in the first place. Especially after everything he has done, all the pain he has caused and contributed to.

Din wonders whether it is cruel to keep you around. To have intertwined his life with yours in the way he has. Surely you deserve someone better than him.

Inviting you to move in with him changed so much for Din. It deepened and strengthened his relationship with you while opening him up to experiences he had missed for much of his life. How to share space with someone else, to show affection and receive it in return.

Sharing a bunk with someone for the first time meant Din could not continue outrunning his past. It was a race that had begun decades prior on the day he lost everything on Aq Vetina, a marathon which continued well into adulthood. 

The race was almost won when Din took the job that changed his life and led him to Arvala-7 in the hunt for the bounty who eventually became his son.

Yet it wasn’t until Din found you that he had finally crossed the finish line. 

He still remembered the horrified look in your eyes when he awoke for the first time in your presence, thrashing and screaming as the night terrors plagued him. Terrified by the haunting visions that made his past as vivid as though it was happening right before him. 

The nightmares are indiscriminate when they strike. Extensive in their scope. 

In slumber, Din is confronted with the shameful jobs he took from the most reprehensible individuals in the galaxy, reminded of the ego he once possessed.

He relives how readily he hunted people for his gain, collecting bounties without a care for who he hurt. Who was he to be the law? To be judge, jury and, on occasion, executioner? Din is pained at the memory of the life of sin he led. 

Din sees the job on Alzoc III in harrowing detail. The unspeakable acts of violence he had a hand in. As much as he tries to downplay his role and blame the atrocities on the disgusting band of crooks he ran with at the time, deep down, Din knows that he was a willing participant in the barbarity.

He replays the moment when, in a cruel, unforgiving tone, the gold-helmeted woman he had always idolised coldly informed him that he was a Mandalorian no more. Din is tormented time and again by the knowledge that he rendered himself an apostate in the eyes of the people who saved him; who taught him how to live. Being a Mandalorian and swearing the Creed were the only things aside from violence Din had truly ever been successful at. Walking The Way of the Mandalore was the only thing which had brought him anywhere close to achieving inner peace.

But most chillingly of all, Din is reminded of the gravest transgression of his life. An act of cruelty he knows that he will never truly forgive himself for committing, for as long as he lives.

Night after night, Din is haunted by how he had given up the child you both adore beyond comparison, who sleeps peacefully next door, to the Empire for the measly sum of a camtono of Beskar. 

Was that truly all Grogu’s life was worth?

Of course, Din knows that there is no sum in the entire galaxy which would prove comparable to how Grogu has enriched his life.

Even though Din has seen the error of his ways, as he thinks back across the decades and counts his mistakes, Din Djarin knows that he is not a good man. 

Yet, somehow, he has found you. 

You are the greatest blessing to happen to him, matched only by his son.

He thinks of the way you still look at him with such love in your eyes, even after knowing the atrocities he committed in a past life; it almost embarrasses him to be loved in such a manner. 

Somehow, Din has secured your unconditional love. A fact which proves every now and then, both suns shine on a womp rat’s tail. That even the most undeserving of rodents can occasionally have the greatest of fortunes.

Even when the terrors overcome him, you have never contemplated deserting him. No matter how dark and disgraceful the visions he divulges to you are.

When he wakes up yelling for his parents or screaming for Grogu, whom he is momentarily convinced the Empire have recaptured, you are always there to reassure him and to hold him while he sobs; to kiss his pain away with a touch of your soft lips against his tear-streaked cheeks.

Even knowing all he has done, you still look at him as though he is responsible for hanging all the stars which twinkle in the sky above your cabin on Nevarro. 

Din recalls evenings spent on the porch with you outside the unassuming cabin you share by the lava flats of Nevarro. Watching the sun set beneath the horizon as he holds your smaller hand in his, while he admires how your hands fit together as they rest on his lap. He thinks about how smooth your skin is there, how it is so unlike the calloused roughness of his own.

You are softness and humanity in the face of his wickedness. 

A wave of nausea overcomes him. Din is stricken by an overwhelming urge to get away from you. To put some distance between himself and you before he corrupts you with his immorality once more.

He ponders that perhaps he will find some relief on the porch in the dead of night. A solitary figure, save for his thoughts and the ghosts that haunt him. Sitting in total silence, apart from the bugs which chirp in the distance, is an appealing prospect.

So Din slowly swings his legs off the edge of the bunk, careful not to disturb you. He cringes at the way the sheets rustle. It is a minor offence compared to the many sins Din has already committed. Still, he does not want to add disturbing your peace to that list.

He sighs in the darkness as he perches on the edge of the bunk, a forceful exhale which causes his shoulders to droop when he realises you are still sleeping soundly. Din is relieved that you are unaware of his distress. 

He is tantalisingly close to the door when the moment of solace is cruelly snatched away. His careful steps across the wooden floor were evidently not soft enough.

The gentle sound of your voice cutting through the darkness stops him in his tracks. Din turns to face you.

“Din?” you whisper, voice thick and husky with sleep.

The wave of guilt that washes over him is immediate. It threatens to wash him away, to drown him. 

“Go back to sleep, cyare,” Din shakily responds, hoping he sounds convincing to someone so attuned to his every mannerism.

“Did you have another nightmare?” you ask, clearly unconvinced by his display.

Din Djarin may be many things, but he is not a liar. 

Even under the merciful cover of darkness, when he would not have to look you in the eye as he skirted around the truth, he cannot bring himself to lie to you.

“Yes,” Din finally responds. His voice cracks as he struggles under the pressure of admitting his weakness. 

The light is on before he can protest, and you rise from the bed before he can insist that there is no need. Din blinks rapidly for a few seconds as his retinas adjust to the rude intrusion into the darkness.

When his eyes finally focus, you are standing right before him, already moving to gather him into your arms.

It is strange to him, this notion that he ever needed someone to pick him up and dutifully put his shattered pieces back together. A human needing repairs is an alien concept to Din Djarin. While he has always been adept at finding and fixing faults in his impressive arsenal and starships, he was never able to identify his weaknesses and repair himself. Until he found his Clan.

It wasn't until Din saved the kid that he realised he had been running from something for his entire life. Since that terrible day, when he watched over his father's shoulder as the bodies of his neighbours hit the dusty floor. Crumpled heaps, which used to be people until moments ago, were clad in the same distinctive red robes as him. The terror he felt as his parents ran through the streets, determined to save him, their only son. 

On his worst days, Din wonders if their sacrifice was worthwhile. He frets over what they would think if they could see what became of their precious boy. Whether they would be disappointed to see the life he followed. A life of such violence, such mercilessness. 

Your warm presence against him, as you take him into your arms, snaps him back to the present. Din willingly melts into your embrace, relishing the human contact. 

“Talk to me, Din,” you whisper as you hold him to your chest.

When you run your fingers through his hair, he loses all composure and breaks down into small sobs. Din shudders in your arms as you trail soothing fingers through his hair with one hand and rub your hand in circles on his back with the other.

“I don’t deserve you,” he eventually murmurs, voice quivering. 

Din feels the way you shake your head. You gently place your hand underneath his chin and tilt his face up. Din's eyes meet your gaze and he notices how your eyes are full of concern for him. He can hardly look at you, feeling mortified at being studied like this. 

Allowing himself to be vulnerable like this is still so fresh to him. To have his soul laid bare like this is uncomfortable and unnatural.

“You are not the worst things you have ever done, Din,” you whisper as you gently wipe the tears he was unable to prevent trailing a hot path down his cheek with your fingertips, “You cannot change the past. I know that you are a good man, Din, and I love you. All of you. You would not be the man that I adore without those parts of you. For better or worse, they shaped you into the man you are today.”

Din trembles under your gaze, under the weight of your words. Unsure whether he can allow himself to accept the unconditional love you offer so readily to him, time and again.

The tears stream steadily down his cheeks, as you continue to soothe his soul:

“In you, I see a caring father. A considerate man who will do anything to protect his Clan. A fearless Mandalorian warrior who has turned his fighting prowess towards a more noble endeavour. To rid the galaxy of any threats, to build a better life for your son. That is an honourable undertaking, Din.”

“I am not an honourable man,” he scoffs, instantly rebutting such a compliment. He is far too undeserving of such praise.

“You are,” you sigh, gently stroking his cheek with your thumb. There is such tenderness in your gaze and in how you touch him that he struggles to keep his emotions at bay. His bottom lip trembles at your next words, “Your life is not defined by your most evil deeds. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. I adore you, Din. There is so much of you that is loveable.”

Din sighs. In his current mental state, he is unable to believe your words. Unable to let them sink in, to find solace in your reassurances. He looks away from you, shaking his head in a silent response.

When he finally feels able to find your gaze again, he watches as something shifts in your eyes. A tether of patience snaps. 

There is a firmness in your tone the next time you address him.

“Do you know how empty our lives would be without you? How much the little boy in the other room adores you?" you plead in an exasperated tone. "He’s asleep right now, surrounded by a mountain of plushies that his father bought for him because even though you intimidate most you come into contact with thanks to your appearance, I have seen firsthand that, beneath your armour, you have a pure heart. And you are wrapped around each one of his little green talons.”

At the mention of his son, Din cannot help the way his lips curve upwards, the ghost of a smile crossing against his features. A welcome respite from the tortured look he has worn since he awoke from his nightmare. 

“Grogu adores you, Din. He idolises you. You would do anything to secure his happiness,” you nod, “And mine. How lucky am I to know a love like that?”

“I do love you," Din nods, "And I’m going to spend the rest of my life taking care of both of you,” Din vows, the cracks in his voice replaced with steely determination. 

Din notices the way you seem to loosen at his words, knowing that the man you know and love is gradually returning to you. His insecurities and devastation have been replaced by his determination to protect you from anything in the galaxy which could harm you.

“Then, let’s get some more rest, honey,” you whisper as you press a soft kiss onto Din’s stubbly cheek.

Din nods and laces his fingers with yours, allowing you to lead him the few steps back to the bunk you share. He slides underneath the covers, watching you as you round the bunk to join him. Once you have slid beneath the sheets, you turn the light off and plunge the room back into darkness. 

Yet, the darkness which permeated every atom of Din Djarin’s being has vanished. He can only see the light now. The way your love illuminates every part of his life. How unrelenting, yet not overbearing, the way you adore him is. 

Especially when you gently encourage him to roll over on his side so you can wrap your arms around his tight waist and nuzzle into the centre of his back. Your nose and mouth nestled between his broad shoulders.

Din lets out a sigh of contentment. 

In your arms, there is tranquillity. The necessary remedy which soothes his anguished spirit. 

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Later, when Grogu is finally sleeping soundly after another long day of being doted on by his parents, Din finally makes it to his intended destination. Although he tried to reach the porch in the middle of the night, he would rather be here now. Especially since you are by his side, sitting next to him. It is a moment of rest after a hectic day spent entertaining a hyperactive Force-sensitive toddler with a voracious appetite.

With your presence in his life, Grogu has only continued to flourish. Din’s chest swells with pride as he thinks of his son's progress and all the milestones he has reached. Din knows that being a good father to Grogu is the most important role he will ever fulfil. He treats it with as much seriousness as such a responsibility warrants.

But Grogu is asleep.

Now, it is just Din and you. He smiles as he looks at your hands together, and appreciates how your fingers are intertwined. Din relishes the comfort he draws from your physical presence. He feels soothed by the knowledge that he has hidden nothing from you, that you can still love him regardless of his past transgressions. 

Din looks out across the landscape towards the rolling volcanic hills of Nevarro, dusted a pale pink and orange colour in the fading light of dusk. He thinks about how he will grow old with you here in this little cabin. If fate grants him such an honour. 

He cannot help but smile as he thinks about how you will sit out here on this very porch, holding hands with each other. When his patchy facial hair is flecked with grey and even when it is entirely white. When the wrinkles on his face are as lined and drawn as the crevices which scar the surface of Nevarro. Perhaps Grogu will be old enough to run around by then. Maybe he will have gained the gift of speech.

Regardless, even many rotations from now, Din knows with absolute certainty that he will still think you are the most beautiful sight in the galaxy. Even after years of adoring each other, he will still wonder how he was ever so lucky to be worthy of your love. 

Din is excited to spend the rest of his life proving to you that he is the good man you repeatedly inform him you still see, even amongst all his flaws. It is a heavy task, yet one he relishes. Love had terrified him for so much of his life. When he discovered its beauty, he was determined to make up for lost time.

It is a heavy thought that he may never exhaust his capacity and reach the depths of all the love he has realised he possesses.

For now, though, Din turns his head to look at you, a soft smile lighting up his face as the sunset illuminates his features. The colour has returned to his cheeks. You return the gesture, gently sweeping your thumb across the back of his hand. 

In the fading light, your face glows golden, only accentuating your beauty. Din wonders again how he was ever so lucky to know a love like this. 

Except now, he does not doubt that he deserves it.

Now, Din Djarin allows his chest to be flooded with the warmth he feels when he embraces your love.

He accepts it, even after all the things that he’s done.

[akookminsupporter]

KMEDIA ABOUT MUSE:

Jimin's 'face' contains the whole process of facing 'I', but 'MUSE' honestly unravels the journey to find inspiration around 'I'.

This album has the theme of 'Love'.

Jimin tells the story of trying various things and sometimes wandering to find love through the new report.

(…)

In fact, the first track of the new album, 'Rebirth (Intro)', uses a choir and orchestra, creating a connection with the previous work 'FACE' while also giving the impression of moving on to the next chapter of 'FACE'. The next track, 'Interlude: Showtime', signals the beginning of a new story, and the journey to find a muse continues up to 'Be Mine'. The title track 'Who' is the track that best expresses the album's message and emotions about love.

Pdogg shared the story behind the making of the title track 'Who'. He said, "We made it together with Jon Bellion in New York. I remember Jimin feeling very shy as he explained to Jon Bellion what he wanted to convey," sharing a cute episode. He also mentioned, "We met Jimmy Fallon by chance in the next studio. After finishing the work, we played the song for him first."

Lastly, Pdogg described Jimin, with whom he has worked for a long time, as “an artist whose constant effort is charming.” He said with a smile, “After finishing the ‘FACE’ album, we immediately started working on ‘MUSE’. I was thinking, ‘Is he really working this hard just before his military enlistment?’” He added, “Thanks to Jimin’s efforts, you will be able to see his music journey that has grown even further.”

[hodaiasuh]

Here goes my entry for GBA's August art contest!

I'm so nervous ngl, I don't post much of my art anywhere and I feel guilty about it, I want to be more active now.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ INTRODUCTION:

Meet Marta!

Honestly, I've had this sona in my head for a long time and she was already an OC made for GBA, I just never had the courage to post it lol.

She's been through a lot, I think I modified her a little too much, she was literally another character from the first sketch! 😭

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ REF:

I love her :0

RANDOM‼️If she met Karmor, I'm sure she would be a total human nerd to him!

I spent more time than I imagined making these drawings, do you think I've put too much effort into a single sona? Perhaps, but she deserves it!

Also... I wrote her backstory but... Let's just say things got a little out of hand and I got too excited and it's TOO LONG rn in my Google docs, and not showing this is also an excuse for me to make her origin more mysterious 👀

English is not my first language, srr if there's any mistakes!

ermmmm... Anyway! Here are some songs that got me inspired to create her if you are interested for some reason 😶

You can figure out a bit of her just from lyrics 🤷‍♀️

Banshee - BIRTH OF VENUS

The Buttress - Brutus

Jon Bellion - The Good In Me

The Lab Rats - Devil's Train

[stormblessed95]

Jimin has made it so clear he's single and not currently looking to start a relationship. As the translator told Jon Bellion "he's fine with being alone". Idk why we are picking and choosing sentences he said to fit our narrative and also using translation differnces only when we want something else out of his words . Also the way Jimin expressed himself to Namjoon about not feeling excited and not having had a crush for a long time is also pretty telling along with what he has said here. He said many things including being fine being alone, that how everyone is living alone and can relate to his sincere thoughts too, how him and his friends have similar conversions how they all frel so flat even to have a crush, how him not finding his person is not a miserable situation but just not very exciting. To ignore something vulnerable he told us is not very respectful of his words. These things just fit together. What Jimin said about us getting the wrong idea was exactly us looking at an album about love and a title track about looking for the right person and we could, in fact, get the idea he was looking for someone and he wanted to be in love. But as a matter of fact, he isn't looking. He wants to be the way he is. The album is just a conceptual album about inspiration, love, muses, but the sentiment behind Who and the story Jimin told is his story. Let's not ignore it in the name of shipping Jikook as an actual couple when its almost obvious 90% chance they are not a couple but just closest of close friends.

Okay. I'm so happy you are so confident in your belief and your opinions here. That's amazing for you. And I'm saying this with full sincerity, I promise.

And I just have a follow up question. And I would really love it if you could answer, or DM me or whatever. I promise. I'm fairly nice, I'm more than happy to have a kind conversation even if you think I'm wrong about everything. I just want to know why. Why did you send me this? What was your objective? Your goal in having me read this? What were you hoping the outcome to be?

Because I will never understand why people send me these. I'd like to know please.

[camellia-salazar]

Here you go, 10 spanking new fan art. Happy Thanksgiving! ✨🦃

Sorry I don't have anything Thanksgiving themed. Not sure if I ever will before the month ends. But dang, art block for a while ends up with you having ideas especially if you join in new fandoms.

Speaking of here is a lot of Kaufmo and Wammawink art. My contribution to the fandoms.

Don't tag any of this as ship thanks. I'm saying this just in case, I know it's not really needed but still. Also I hope that IDs work so that my words don't separate the art as much. And do I use a lot of blue? Because I feel like I do.

(explanation of how Kaufmo went back to "normal" will probably exist probably not so)

Rant👇

The only sucky part is that I drew one more piece of fan art and I've reached the limit to this post so I can't add it in until the next one.

On the bright side AJR's new album The Maybe Man and Jon Bellion's album The Human Condition got me on chokehold the entire month. Those probably inspired me too.

So yeah thanks for viewing my fan art and such. My brain thinks of more stuff and my motivation is active so I'm most likely gonna produce more fan art. Again thanks and Happy Thanksgiving!! I'm thankful for all of you! Cya in the next post or reblog! 👍✨💖

[mad-c1oud]

Starcicle Playlist for it's making me insane

Hi!! I saw someone mention starcicle playlists on twitter and a while back someone asked what songs they should listen to when reading immi and well here i am to share the songs that inspired the fic and the ship in general for me!

Since I can't share playlists, i'll have to link the songs individually, whomp whomp, but anyone is welcome to add them to their own playlist or throw them into a separate one if they'd like! maybe just give me or the fic a shout if you do the latter haha

No spoilers for the fic! I just use music for the beats and sometimes general vibes

enjoy ☆–-

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Without You- Francis Aud Warmth- Bastille Downward- Ripe Nervous- Origami Button Life was easier when I only cared about me(robotaki remix!!)- Bad Suns Apogee- Tycho (and if I like that then i have to share the remix) Round and Round- Imagine Dragons You’ve Got Me Flush- Future Generations The entire album by Olen called who’s gonna love me( when I’m not young)- a very Charlie sounding album in general but Human Touch is ☆—- Glue- Daulton Hopkins Adecentcupofcoffee- Bilmuri Turn- the Wombats All Over- CRUISR Fireflies- Owl City Room for You- Sub Radio Repaint My Mind Blood Orange- The Wlflfe (2 songs, once cross fades into the other- charlie-centric) You've Got Something- The Jungle Giants 2 Rocking Chairs- Jon Bellion I Wear Glasses- Mating Ritual Waste a moment- Kings of Leon Show Me What I'm Looking For- Carolina Liar Evergreen- Richy Mitch & The Coal Miners Simpsonwave1995-FrankJavCee The Fighter- The Fray Burnt Out- Imagine Dragons Tree House by Cinders This version of Sweden by C418 this criminally short video is just the inside of Étoiles’ head whenever Charlie is just- Charlie Having a Party by Sam Cooke ( both this and this version) Love Grows (Where My Rosemary Goes)- Edison Lighthouse creature- half.alive Fish Tank- HARBOUR Opening Up- CRUISR Hard to Love- The Mowgli's

Note- now my word isn't gospel for starcicle music, this is just personal music I listen to that reminds me of them or directly inspireds my fics. it's always growing lmao

also some of the lyrics may not match them, but the musical aspects are what got me, for example: without you which is what inspired the title of the fic but it doesn't necessarily fit them lyrically since it's a breakup song but instrumentally it's a bop. Same with Apogee - it's a dancing in the kitchen late at light kind of song and the remix is a tense/hopeful tango or something. That or I'll fixate on a line

I'll let you know if I ever add more- also feel free to ask questions if you want!! I love talking about music and fics <3

cheers :D

[humanuser0613]

Jimin has made it so clear he's single and not currently looking to start a relationship. As the translator told Jon Bellion "he's fine with being alone". Idk why we are picking and choosing sentences he said to fit our narrative and also using translation differnces only when we want something else out of his words . Also the way Jimin expressed himself to Namjoon about not feeling excited and not having had a crush for a long time is also pretty telling along with what he has said here. He said many things including being fine being alone, that how everyone is living alone and can relate to his sincere thoughts too, how him and his friends have similar conversions how they all frel so flat even to have a crush, how him not finding his person is not a miserable situation but just not very exciting. To ignore something vulnerable he told us is not very respectful of his words. These things just fit together. What Jimin said about us getting the wrong idea was exactly us looking at an album about love and a title track about looking for the right person and we could, in fact, get the idea he was looking for someone and he wanted to be in love. But as a matter of fact, he isn't looking. He wants to be the way he is. The album is just a conceptual album about inspiration, love, muses, but the sentiment behind Who and the story Jimin told is his story. Let's not ignore it in the name of shipping Jikook as an actual couple when its almost obvious 90% chance they are not a couple but just closest of close friends.

Me, when I read this:

"he's fine with being alone"

And???

When JK is traveling then Jimin would be alone, IF they're dating, correct?

Jimin was also alone during covid because of isolation rules, correct?

Last time Jimin had a crush:

And look at that .....his crush was Jungkook. 🤔

Hmmm so strange this was in 2014.....

Hmmm 🤔🤔🤔 nine years seems like a long time ago...also strange that it might be hard to remember feelings from 9 years ago.

Especially if.......

2017 is an assumed confirmation of dating and it's 2024 now and they're enlisted together...

Now follow along:

The dating has been going on since AT LEAST 2017. Do you think they'd enlist together if they broke up? So it's been 7 years of dating IF this is the case.

IF they aren't dating and Jimin posted up a glasses selca after k-army asked him to confirm he was dating jungkook by posting his next selca in glasses, does it seem like he's all that bothered by the shipping?

This is also the guy who posted a selca with just 💜 after "hickey" and "kiss mark" trended globally and in South Korea after 👇

I'm not including all this to change your mind about Jimin dating Jungkook. Frankly, you can think whatever you like.

But I, also, have clear reasons for suspecting what I do about those two. So you either came here for attention or because you like screaming into the void.

Please accept this post as an answer to your need for attention and/or reason to keep screaming into the void. 🖖

[mimikoolover]

To all anons, Actions speak louder than words …

A song does not debunk all of the actions of Jimin and Jungkook over the years, let’s all take a breath and remember these grown men are enlisted together, by each others side, and have a whole ass travel show coming out soon.

Jimin told Jon Bellion what who is about which is clearly about wanting to meet 'the one' now could this be how Jimin felt at some point in his life? Yes. Could it be he was inspired by a movie he saw/song he heard/story he read? Yes. He did not go to Jon Bellion and say 'out me please and thanks'. lol

[the-royal-blue-network]

Inspired by Jon Bellion's 'JT', Felicity Myers has flown her friends and family to a tropical island to enjoy some sunshine and quality family time. As Felicity sits on the beach, she thinks back on all the late nights, and sacrifices that it took for her and her family to be able to enjoy such a wonderful life.

CLICK HERE to read this women loving women story today!

[anika-ann]

Back and Forth - Playlist

I've finished the next chapter, HA I WISH A little idea to share a little something with you, lovely Back and Forth readers, occured to me ❤

Here's a slightly missmatched playlist of songs that make me think of - and inspire me - when writing about Spectre and Steve, more or less aligning with the chapters...

Enjoy✨

Extra:

Bon Iver - Skinny Love (live, not on Spotify, which is a damn shame because it's the original Skinny Love and performed in such a damn RAW way)

Boygenius - Not Strong Enough (suggested by one of my readers and daang, also on point)

Under cut is the list of songs with youtube links if you don't have spotify 🥰🫡

Switchfoot – Meant to Live (Jon Bellion Version)

Switchfoot – Learning to Breathe

Halsey – Gasoline

Halsey – Hurricane

Taylor Swift – Archer (Live Lounge)

Taylor Swift – This Is Me Trying (Long Pond Studio Sessions)

Labrinth, ft. Emily Sandé – See Beneath Your Beautiful

Halsey – Control

Halsey – Hold Me Down

Ruelle ft. Birdy – Carry You

SYML – DIM

Halsey – Bad at Love

Switchfoot – This Is Your Life

SYML - Before You Knew It Was Me

Halsey – Finally/Beautiful Stranger

[deakyjoe]

Sarge & Simon’s Playlist

(Somebody’s Watching Me Series)

Link to playlist

List of songs:

Somebody’s Watching Me - Rockwell

“I’m just an average man, with an average life.”

Hungry Eyes - Eric Carmen

“I need you to see this love was meant to be.”

She’s Like the Wind - Patrick Swayze

“Just a fool to believe I have anything she needs.”

Love Is Strange - Mickey & Sylvia

“Your sweet loving is better than a kiss.”

Mary On A Cross - Ghost

“Your beauty never ever scared me.”

God Only Knows - The Beach Boys

“The world could show nothing to me, so what good would living do me?”

I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing - Aerosmith

“Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure.”

Nobody Does It Better - Carly Simon

“I wasn't looking but somehow you found me. I tried to hide from your love light.”

Every Breath You Take - The Police

“I dream at night, I can only see your face.”

Take My Breath Away - Berlin

“Watching every motion in this foolish lover's game. Haunted by the notion somewhere there's a love in flames.”

(You’re The) Devil in Disguise - Elvis Presley

“I thought that I was in heaven but I was sure surprised. Heaven help me, I didn't see the devil in your eyes.”

(They Long To Be) Close To You - Carpenters

“Why do stars fall down from the sky every time you walk by?”

I Feel the Earth Move - Carole King

“Oh, darling, I can't stand it when you look at me that way.”

Head Over Heels - Tears For Fears

“I'm lost in admiration, could I need you this much?”

As the World Caves In - Matt Maltese

“Yes, it's you I welcome death with.”

Stop The Calvary - Jona Lewie

“Oh I say it's tough, I have had enough.”

Love Grows (Where My Rosemary Goes) - Edison Lighthouse

“I’m a lucky fella and I just gotta tell her that I love her endlessly.”

Songs listed below are recommendations from readers:

You’re On You’re Own, Kid - Taylor Swift

Me Gustas Tu - Manu Chao

Whiskey Lullaby - Alison Krauss and Brad Paisley

Tennessee Whiskey - Chris Stapleton

Come Out and Play - Billie Eilish

Tell Him - Lauryn Hill

Gravity - John Mayer

There Is a Light That Never Goes Out - The Smiths

WE (Warm Embrace) - Chris Brown

Can’t Take My Eyes Off You - Frankie Valli

Iris - The Goo Goo Dolls

Make You Feel My Love - Adele

Run To You - Whitney Houston

Have a Heart - Bonnie Raitt

Love Sneakin’ Up On You - Bonnie Raitt

Thing Called Love - Bonnie Raitt

Almost Unreal - Roxette

Making Love Out of Nothing at All - Air Supply

The First Time I Ever Saw You - Leona Lewis

Guillotine - Jon Bellion

You’re My Soul and Inspiration - The Righteous Brothers

Undertow - Sara Bareilles

Feel free to send me song suggestions to add to the playlist and ask me for explanations for any of these song choices! Find Somebody’s Watching Me on my masterlist.

[5and3nevermind]

I have to ask I've seen a lot of people make a big deal about that Jimin going to Jon bellion (it was in a naver article where I think Pdogg was talking about the album) and telling him what he wanted to express in the song Who and being shy or embarrassed about it as meaning something in the sense as Who being personal to Jimin's love life somehow and I know a lot of people are puzzled by that and him having no credits on the song itself if he was so embarrassed about the concept in the first place to share it with Jon bellion. Can you give your thoughts on this? Because I'm also kind of confused by it myself.

Hi, anon! Yes, I know exactly which interview you’re talking about. I saw various translations (both “shy” and “embarrassed”), so I’m not sure which is most accurate.

To be honest, I wasn’t surprised to hear that Jimin acted shy while speaking with JB. Remember Jimin on Ddeun Ddeun? He seemed quite shy that day, and two of the four people on the show were people he’s close with.

In terms of the song itself: it’s important to remember that one word Pdogg has mentioned numerous times in these various interviews is “conceptual.” He sees Muse as a conceptual album and has mentioned the Beatles’ Sgt Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band as an inspiration.

In the album exchange, Jimin used the word “vague” to describe Muse, compared to Face which connected more closely to real events in Jimin’s life.

When Jimin talked about Muse as a whole, he said:

He says about tracks 1-5:

He is comparing the excitement of artistic expression to having a crush. He then says about Who:

Again, in my opinion, he is comparing his search for excitement and inspiration to finding a lover/partner.

To me, the function of Who is to make us question the narrator. “Was what we just heard true and genuine? Or not? Is he talking about love? Or is this an analogy?”

And this is where the conceptual aspect comes into play.

What is real? What is literal rather than symbolic? Jimin is trusting us to decide. And based on what he said in the jacket shoot, I think he sees these multiple theories and interpretations as part of the fun. “Please get the wrong idea,” he said in the jacket shoot.

In terms of credits, I do think it’s important to note that Jimin did not write Who. Looking at the other tracks which he did write, I could not find another “she/her” anywhere on the album. The only gendered term I saw was “yes, sir” in SGMB.

Anyway, anon…you said you felt a little confused, and I think that’s by design. This was Jimin’s intention. 😉

[stardustsea]

shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up!!!! and pass it on if u wanna :]

summer driving vibes playlist my most beloved <3

marry you by bruno mars

girl named summertime by brandyn burnette ft jon bellion

wildest dreams by taylor swift

life is a highway by rascal flatts (explicitly the cars soundtrack version lmao)

three-thirty by ajr

shotgun by george ezra (including bc it was genuinely sixth song and is the song that inspired this playlist <333)

[jules-has-notes]

Beautiful Low mashup — VoicePlay music video

One of my favorite aspects of a good mashup is when the lyrics of the component songs are placed in conversation with one another. For this arrangement, the guys combined two different perspectives on struggles with self-esteem and the ways external factors can affect the way we see ourselves.

Whether the greatest influence is something intimate like the disolution of a personal relationship leading to depression, or something more pervasive like the judgment of society at large for physical diversity that doesn't match arbitrary beauty standards, it can be difficult to feel self-love in the moments when it doesn't feel like anyone else loves you either. But even at our lowest, there are people willing to help lift us up. Sometimes in the form of a song.

Details:

title: Scars To Your Beautiful & All Time Low mashup (feat. J.None)

original songs / performers: "Scars to Your Beautiful" by Alessia Cara; "All Time Low" by Jon Bellion (see also: acoustic version) [NOTE: The original lyrics are more explicit than VP's version.]

written by: "Scars to Your Beautiful" by Alessia Cara, Warren "Oak" Felder, Sebastian Kole, Andrew "Pop" Wansel, & Justin "DJ Frank E" Franks; "All Time Low" by Jon Bellion, Mark Williams, Raul Cubina, & Travis Mendes

arranged by: Layne Stein & Hannah Juliano

release date: 1 February 2017

My favorite bits:

the back-and-forth panning on Layne's opening electronic-inspired percussion line (best experienced through headphones if you can)

J's crisp descending run on ♫ ⇘ "nooow" ⇘ ♫

the strategic lyrical substitutions to keep things PG-13

the earnestness in Earl's voice and expression when he takes over the lead vocals

those backing harmonies from Geoff, Eli, and J under the second verse, alternating between stacatto plucking and short crescendos

Layne's descending riff in the middle of the second chorus

that gradual layering and weaving of lyrics during the bridge until they reach the climax of the last chorus

Geoff's smooth slide to kick off the ending section

those soaring harmonies on the final ♫ "beautifuuul" ♫

J's little fanfares in the outro

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Trivia:

This recording was part of the audition process for VoicePlay's new member to replace Tony. Since J had already been performing in that capacity at live shows with the guys for a couple months, he was tapped to go first. Consensus among many of the YouTube commenters was that he was a great fit.

The lyrics were particularly resonant for Earl, which made him a little nervous on the eve of filming day.

J recorded his vocals with Layne at Rayne's Room. He was surprised at not having to memorize his part first, and how freeform the process was, allowing him to noodle around with different dynamics, rhythms, and riffs. I'd say he adjusted to VP's methods pretty well.

The guys usually coordinate their own clothes for non-costume outfits, but for this video they enlisted a local stylist named Tanya Buzu. J.None certainly seemed to enjoy his wardrobe.

The video description on YouTube reiterates that "You should know you're beautiful just the way you are." Very sweet of them.

A fan was inspired to create drawings of some of the guys.

A couple weeks after its initial release, this mashup was played on University of Nebraska – Lincoln's campus radio station during their weekly Vocal Chords show that features a cappella music.

They garnered a bit of praise from their friend and colleague, Tim Foust. (Sadly, the potential collaboration didn't happen, but most of the guys did get to attend the Home Free show that brought him to their hometown.)

This track was later included on VoicePlay's "Citrus" album, which compiled most of the songs they recorded from 2017-19. Because the individual songs had already been made available digitally, that album is exclusively a physical item that can only be purchased at live shows or through their website.

[hezuart]

What song/songs would you give Seven and Mono (Channel Change AU) based on their dynamic? (just asking cause I was curious lol)

Oh! I've never been asked for a playlist before! Exciting!

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3pyHvgSF8dYmnpKwPPC4i2?si=ca14c886e22547d4

Spanish Sahara, Foals (Leaving behind horror. Facing turmoil and loss. Ghosts in their heads.)

Message in a Bottle, The Police (Castaways. Calling for help. The suffering is universal.) Gone, JRJR (Fleeing expectations. Repetitive solution seeking. Someone is calling, but they can’t find them.) Summer Nights, SIAMES (Reminiscence. Red flags. Depression. Dragged down by a past. Now free and flying.) Hurricane, FYTCH (Fragile stability and comfort. A storm brewing on the horizon.) Silent Running, Mike + The Mechanics (Trust. Higher power. Calling. Running.) When Am I Gonna Lose You, Local Natives (Temporary comfort. Fear of loss.) To Build a Home, the Cinematic Orchestra, Patrick Watson (Diligence for security. Strength in each other. Turmoil faced together. Letting go. Irony. Surviving off scraps from the world that they destroyed.) Youth, Daughter  (Hidden truths unrevealed. Lucky to be alive. Troubled minds. Loss. Betrayal.) 

Beautiful Now, Zedd / Jon Bellion (Freedom. Euphoria. Collided paths. Making the most of what they have. Inspiring others.) 

Move Along, All American Rejects (Perseverance. Holding hands. Pushing through together. Losing oneself.)