#and like. every single amazing song is about love in some form

[patroclusdefencesquad]

i think one of my favourite things about the amazing devil is that they don't write love songs, they write songs about love

[lateatnewyork]

Hi lovely! First of all: your writing is amazing. You have a huge potential, keep up your good work! I'm proud of you. Listen, of courseee now that I've flattered you I need to request something xD

SO! I was thinking maybe fluff prompt 11 with Azriel. Like it would be their first pregnancy together and Azriel took some time off from missions to spend time with you? He's being super protective and all, always having a protective hand over the reader's belly- you get the idea. And like they would be laying on the couch and he would just randomly whiff of the reader's scent filled with her pregnancy hormones and be like, delighted with the scent? It was just an idea I had: I figured you would be able to make it into beautiful words. Like always.

Take care!

Babies

Azriel x Rhysand sister!reader

Warnings: pregnancy, fluff, suggestive

Prompts: N/A

Summary: It’s your first pregnancy and Az is being an overprotective mate. But you love it.

a/n dude i literally love @azsazz for all her dad!azriel fics also i don’t think ultrasound pictures are a thing in acotar so bare with me, i hope you don’t mind i didn’t include prompt 11 i just didn’t think it fit into the story.

“You’re pregnant,” Madja’s voice rang through my ears.

“Pregnant, that can’t be” I whisper. “Y/N my dear it turns out you are really fertile, more so than normal fae females,”

“I’m having a baby,” I mumble out, “I need to tel Azriel, when should I see you next?”

It wasn’t as if Azriel and I hadn’t talked about children. Fuck we had come up with baby names before all of this. So why was I so nervous as I waited for Az to come home.

Madja had given me a picture of the babe. I had it laid on a table with a cake that said “You’re gonna be a dad”.

The time seemed to pass slower, the clock’s ticking dimmed. I could hear the songs of the birds returning for the night, see the sunset pour into the room.

The door clicked, and I practically jumped out of my seat and rushed to the open it. I think I gave Azriel a heart attack with how quickly, I opened the door and pounced on him. He reciprocated my actions with a searing kiss.

“Hi,” I whisper against his lips, he chuckles and shuts the door, making sure to lock it. “What’s gotten you so excited?” he asks.

“I have a surprise for you in the kitchen,” I murmur my mind still hazy from the kiss.

“Oh you do?” he smirks. Rolling my eyes, I jump off and grab his hand, “It’s not that kind of surprise,”.

Guiding him by his arm, I drag him towards the kitchen. Standing on my tippy toes, my hand goes to cover his eyes right before we enter the kitchen.

I look around at the swirls of black surrounding both Az and I’s torsos. Leaning down, I whisper “Don’t tell him anything,”.

As if they hear me they frantically move up and down as if saying yes.

Taking a deep breath in, we walk into the kitchen. Reluctantly pulling my hand away from his face, I look at him in anticipation of his reaction.

His eyes flutter open, taking in his surroundings, he looks at the picture of the babe in my stomach, then his eyes wonder to the cake. He takes in the words written on the cake.

Turning around he gapes at me.

“We’re having a- you’re not joking right?” he says frantically. Unable to form words I shake my head as a no.

Within seconds, he’s picked me up and he’s twirling me around in the air.

I shriek at first but then it dies down into a soft smile as I see how happy he is. Once he’s put me down on the ground, he kneels and pulls up my shirt.

“Mummy and Daddy love you so much” he kisses my belly.

Halfway through my pregnancy, Azriel forced Rhysand to let him off until the babe was born. He spent every waking moment with me, making sure I was drinking enough water, eating enough food and stuff like that.

The pregnancy made him more protective, he growled at every single male he saw, that looked at me. But seeing the fearsome spymaster, on his knees kissing my belly or holding my belly from behind to relieve me of some of the pain was all worth it.

He had cried the day the babe’s scent finally came. He had promised me that he would be the best father ever. Not that I had any doubt about it.

I stayed at home mostly, to satisfy Azriel and also because no one wants to walk around a lot when you’re so close to your due date.

That’s why I was currently lying on top of Azriel, my back pressed against his chest as he read me one of the books Nesta had given me.

But all I could focus on was his voice. A rich melody filling the room like a sweet song. I shuffled against him.

He took a deep breathe, taking in the scent of the babe. And my pregnancy hormones. The second they hit his senses, he let out a deep growl that went straight down my spine to my heated core.

I carefully twisted around so I could kiss him. His soft lips pressed against mine, sent me into a frenzy. The way his arms grazed up my shorts and down the arms of my sleeveless top.

“Az,” I whine against his mouth, “Don’t be a tease,”.

“I would never dream of it my love,” he says grinning.

My hormones swapped out for a droopy feeling. I yawned against his chest. He chuckled and kissed my head. Going back to reading, he drew mindless circles on my exposed shoulder. And finally for the first time in days the babe had finally let me sleep.

“You and our daughter are my heart, darling” and that’s the last thing.

Cassian had barged into the living room of the couple’s new house. “How’s my favourite sister in la-”.

Azriel tells him to shut up as he motions to the sleeping figure on top of him. “Sorry,” Cassian winces.

Just seconds later Rhysand stomps into the room, “Where’s my sister?” he asks as he looks over at Cassian. “Don’t be too loud you’re going to wake the demon,” he whispers pointing over at Azriel and I. Lifting up my middle finger, I aim it towards Cassian and then mutter out a “Fuck you” loud enough for them to hear.

“Althea doesn’t like you, Rhys” I say, giggling.

“Oh and how would you know that sister dear?” He says with a roll of his eyes.

Just as I’m about to answer, I get interrupted.

“Althea is such a pretty name,” Cassian squeals.

“Yes we know, now get out” Azriel sighs exasperatedly.

They start protesting but I cut them off, “Either get out or bring me some cake,”.

As they walk out Cassian mutters under his breath, “Demon,”

“I heard that!”

a/n hope you liked this anon! dad!az just holds a special place in my heart 🫶🏻

[ixiot-ghostrebel]

I don't know if your request is open can you write Creator reader who favorites Zhongli, Venti, Nahida?

They need love ok 🙄

Yep yep, got it! Lemme see what I can pull off :)

Favoritism! With The Archons (Discluding Ei and Furina—)!

(Warning: Might Be OOC!)

Nahida

She honestly loves the attention you give her! She's really happy to get to spend time with you, and really get to know you and who you really are despite your title as the Almighty Creator.

Loves it if you play with her—and especially loves to learn the kind of games that you played before you re-descended down to Teyvat. There's UNO...and that's pretty much all that I can remember but you get the idea—

Loves visiting you in your dreams to see what you dream of. The Almighty Creator would surely have dreams of all forms filled with creative and inspiring ideas!

Nahida would 100% try to ask you to hang out with her through the streets of Sumeru. She has no shame :D And, if anything, her people would see this as a blessing.

"Come on, Your Grace! I want to show you somewhere I found!" Nahida would also take you to the Aranaras, where you would eat fresh fruit, make flower crowns, and even play some hide-and-seek.

She loves making and meeting new friends, the Almighty Creator is no exception! Spend some time with her as much as you can, Nahida will cherish it!

Venti

Hohoho, you're down to hang out with this carefree bard? Well, the first hangout will definitely be inside the most extravagant tavern of all time!

Yes, he means Angel's Share. Or the Cat's Tail. Man has his standards and he ain't afraid to take you there. Prepare for the best wine you'll ever taste, because Venti sure as hell is proud of the wine of Mondstadt.

Loves to share ballads and songs with you. Some of them are even based off on you! Loves when you give him your feedback as well.

Give him apples. He'll be happy—that's not saying a lot. Any apple dish, he will eat. Even if the apple is very little.

"Yahoo, Your Grace!~ Wanna hear a ballad this amazing bard has made for you?" Would absolutely perform these ballads during Windblume Festival, so please praise him :D

Zhongli

OSMANTHUS WINE TASTES THE SAME AS I— *Aggressive Truck Noises Driving Pass*

Take him out for food, buy him any gifts, ANYTHING. This man loves anything you'll give as well (trust me)

Just take some time to spend with him. Strolling through the area, the market, it doesn't matter—he cherishes all moments with you, as you are a friend (and more cough cough)

Osmanthus wine. Yes.

"Ah, Your Grace. I am blessed to know that you have the time to spend it with me. Please, allow me to pour you a fine cup of tea." If you're a tea lover, you both are gonna have a really good time.

Zhongli loves to share stories, so if you like to know more about Liyue's history, you came to the right guy :)

He's also a good listener, so you can also share stories and he will be rapt with attention. He loves every single story you tell.

Ghost Rebel Side Notes: My procrastination is impeccable. I'm on a living streak, clearly. Welp, I hope this satisfies you—hopefully, the next request doesn't take too long (watch me eat those words).

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[angelsheartts]

𝜗𝜚 LOVE LANGUAGE ! ~

#pairing : venti, albedo, kaeya, diluc, aether, bennett, razor, mika, x gn reader.

#cw : none, it’s pure fluff.

#note: this is my first time posting on tumblr, if there are any grammatical mistakes my bad 'cause english isn’t my first language so yeah. If someone is interested my requests are open!!

࿔ ˚. VENTI .

words of affirmation are definitely his love language!! he would sing songs to you, especially if he's drunk at Angel's Share, making you leave the tavern from embarrassment and making him follow you like a puppy. he would also braid your hair by putting flowers in it while reciting the love poems he wrote about you.

࿔ ˚. ALBEDO .

giving gifts is his love language; he would probably, no, he has a sketchbook full of sketches of you, and he will definitely gift them to you, his beloved s/o! it‘s an easy way to show you his affection when his words aren’t enought to express his feelings.

࿔ ˚. KAEYA .

physical touch; he would love to show you off in a nonverbal form, such as holding your waist or teasing you with his cold hands. this guy would be extra cuddly if you started stroking his hair or if you burried your face into his chest while cuddling.

࿔ ˚. DILUC .

physical touch would be his love language. i think he’s a little shy about his feelings and he would probably get teased because of that (specially from kaeya), so he has other ways to show you his affection by being a gentleman !! he would press kisses along your knuckles; he would also surprise you with flowers and brush your hair behind your ear before he starts kissing every single part of your face.

࿔ ˚. AETHER .

words of affirmation. we all know he’s quite popular so there will be times where you are going to be jealous but i can assure you he would never do anything like that! he loves you too much and will always tell you such sweet things when you both are on an adventure or when you’re braiding his hair. he will also talk to you about how much he wants you to meet his sister. that’s literally all the evidence you need to know that he’s head over heels for you!!

࿔ ˚. BENNETT .

quality time is his love language; he appreciates that you still go with him on adventures, even though of his bad luck. adventures with him always end up 'bad' in the way that it’s not the way he planned it, but you just laugh, telling him that it was one of the best, most memorable, and amazing adventures you had!!

࿔ ˚. RAZOR .

physical touch or acts of service, i’m 100% sure about that, he literally lives with wolves, so he would nuzzle your nose, would hunt things for you just so you give him a head pat, and at first he would lick your face, making you go red like a tomato, so you started telling him to give you kisses instead of just licking your face lmao.

࿔ ˚. MIKA .

mika's love languague would be quality time; he loves spending time with you, and he loves when you both cuddle, but he’s just too shy to make the first move! he loves your presence, and by wanting to spend time with him, it makes his heart all flustered. At the end of your hangouts, though, he would be the one to give you a kiss or hold your hand.

[dreamyblossommwrites]

Hello!!!!! I saw your cat!reader headcannons and it was amazing :3 could I request headcannons for reader with an animal quirk in class 1A? They can sort of shapeshift into any animal they want. THANK YOU💖

OMG HI YES OFC!!! I WAS ACTUALLY THINKING ABOUT THIS IDEA FOR A WHILE

ꕥ Shapeshifter! Reader being BOMBARDED with questions from Izuku the second they join class 1A

ꕥ "Can you turn into any animal you want??? What about extinct species??? Oh! And humans?? How about objects?! Can you stay in the form you take as long as you want or does your quirk have a time limit??? How about-"

ꕥ To be honest, I think the questions are coming not only from Izu but from everyone else too!

ꕥ I can Imagine Denki googling the most goofy looking animals and begging you to turn into it. Even better if u can turn into the animal not knowing how it looks like

"Yo! I found this extra cool animal-"

And its literally this guy:

ꕥ Funny how Denki's smile fades when he sees you turning into a tiger (⁠✿⁠^⁠‿⁠^⁠)

ꕥ Imagine Bakugou making you mad, calling you names and all that, so you decided to turn into the the loudest bird you know and sit by his window making the weirdest sounds you can in the early mornings

ꕥ Mina totally helps you prank him too <33

ꕥ The girls like you in general, especially if you like spending your days off turned in some random cute animal.... Taking pictures of you doing anything in any form other the your human one <33

ꕥ Momo making cute animal clothes for every single form you take!!! Oh youre a tiger? Its cold outside!!! Have a cute sweater!!! Going undercover as a kitty? Heres a collar with a microphone and pink bow!!! Hey, dont you want to turn into a puppy for the day?? No?? Well Im just asking cuz Momo made this cute dog vest...

ꕥ Again, Koda being besties with you, understanding every single thing you say in your animal form, organizing sleepovers for you and his animal friends (also inviting tsuyu and tokoyami sometime <33)

ꕥ GOING ON FLIGHTS WITH TOKOYAMI!!!!! imagine he's still learning to fly with dark shadow so you fly along side him as a bird and sing songs to make him less stressed out

ꕥ As I said in my cat! Reader post... Todoroki gives you animal food to try and become friends with you, only now he has more to choose from then just cat food

ꕥ Also, the aura this quirk gives in fights, A villain robbing a bank, turns around for a moment only to see a puma lunging towards him (⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠)!

ꕥ The advantage this quirk gives you is UNBELIEVABLE. The enemy never knows what will jump out at him next lmao.

ꕥ Tomura was considering kidnapping you along with Bakugou but decided to leave you be since you can just turn into a small animal and escape... Or eat the League alive.

ꕥOverall, people who knows you, love you with all their hearts, but everyone on the 'bad side'.... 💀

IM TRYING NOT TO FREAK OUT ITS MY FIRST REQUEST EVER I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!! WAAAAH <333 ヽ⁠(⁠(⁠◎⁠д⁠◎⁠)⁠)⁠ゝ

ALSO, PLEASE TELL ME IF YOU SEE ANY ERRORS SO I CAN CORRECT THEM <33

[sockysucks]

HI TUMBLR!!

ive come to create a incredibly lengthy post about the new mascot horror game called Indigo Park

I need to ramble ( haha rambley ) about it as i have just quit twitter for an indefinite time for my own mental health as an autistic cannot last on there at all

anyway, im going to talk about all the reason why indigo park is so good and what i hope from it!! and any criticisms i have for it, i honestly dont have many even though its so early to talk about.

how i found out about indigo park:

UNIQUEGEESE!! naturally, i was watching one of masons past streams on his youtube playing FNF after having rejoined the FNF community after its update and finding out about the mod HIT SINGLE; the mod masons was playing( people know it mostly for the silly billy song ) and he had mentioned about him making a mascot horror game which i shrugged off naturally because i am not a fan of modern mascot horror as most of it seems to be low effort and genuinely unappealing, i knew he had made something that was definitely made with love but i didnt have the will to check it out until a announcement trailer dropped which i then saw snippets of the game and the characters and environment, which i was definitely intrigued so I played the game myself.

My thoughts playing the game:

and found it surpisingly good compared to any other mascot horror game, it was unique, genuinely had awesome character designs and very high quality’s graphics and beautiful models and lighting were stunning, again really surprised having endured the hideousness of other low quality mascot horror games, to then find a game with fucking great models ( unlike banban, 2 billion polygon remote or whatever lmfao ).

I started the game and to be real as a extremely gay furry who loves little silly furry boys i felt like i was gonna explode during every single rambley voice line and animation played and fell so in love with him, now a massive comfort character and ive draw. him like 12 times prior to the games first chapter being released like 2 days ago lol, ive never gotten so attached so quicky in my life which definitely makes rambley and indigo park a really special game.

I really love this game, the pacing is really well done, the horror isnt low quality, the like actual character models for lloyd and molly are really gorgeous, i just think the hair and some of the texturing is over done slightly, but definitely made me shit myself multiple times despite this, all while i was laughing with my new silly raccoon boyfriend 💜💜💜💜

hugeeeeww shoutout to team neutron for the the absolute gorgeous expressive rambley screen animations and the credits theme that left me almost tbe same way portal 2’s credits effected me the first time i ever played and definitely huge huge props to otterboyva for the super adorable voice of rambley.

what do I hope for the future of Indigo Park

I hope for the future of this game that content farms and bootleggers disregard it, but this doesnt give me hope seeing that one rambley plush that a company made before the first chapter even released that was completely unlicensed. I will be avoiding social media in efforts to not see people start shitting on this game if it becomes on the same level and milked by content farms like what happened to the amazing digital circus ( i watched this on the day the pilot released, and was equally devastated as many others to see it being used as low effort bait in shitty kids cartoons on youtube shorts )

in case you didnt see i did a little animation at the top of this!! very rough but yeah

I love tgis game PLEASEEEE i cannot wait to see more high quality content from this really passionate creative team uniquegeese/mason has formed

in case you wanted to play it for yourself, heres a link to the steam page!! the first chapter is free and a kickstarter started a couple days ago has been completed funded so…. CHAPTER 2 IS CONFIRMED!!

[brights-place]

Hello!! I read some of your Trolls stuff and I really really like them! May I request Trollex, Branch, and Floyd with a super supportive s/o who’s experienced in a lot of genres of music and dance? They have a TON of instruments and they know how to play every last one like girl where did you get these???

Sheet music and music theory knowledge is through the roof like you’d think they teach it as a profession, and if they give them physical affection and compliments and actually just normal relationship stuff??? They are a puddle on the ground they are NOT used to someone close actively caring so much about them besides like family they love that shit, giving AND receiving 😎 (they can be shy about it sometimes tho it’s adorable)

Uhhh tldr local music nerd is smitten with their amazing s/o, they down bad tbh /j

If this is too much in a single request, don’t hesitate to message me in case this is too long!

Them Dating an Music Theory! Troll

Pairing: Trollex X S/O, Floyd X S/O, and Branch X S/O

Warnings: Lots of Fluff, Mild cursing

A/N: OOOOH I LOVE THIS REQUEST! this is so good okay okay! plus I do music theory myself so this is fun! >:D

Trollex

- Trollex loves the way you explain music theory in a way that is easy to understand and engaging

- He enjoys listening to them talk passionately about music.

- He enjoys watching you play music for you and analyze the pieces in depth

- He listens when you rant and explain Music theory to him explaining that music theory covers things such as pitches and scales, intervals, clefs, rhythm, form, meter and time signatures, phrases and cadences, and basic harmony for music which he nods his head listening to you - Trollex loves how you play many instruments and stares at how you play it with ease - Trollex listens to you rant about it and is very patient with you even with his short attention span and endless energy.

- loves the way you light up when you talks about things that are about music

- He asks so many questions and forgets since his brain is re-setting sometimes - He can't help but admire your dedication to studying and refining your endless knowledge of music - He loves that they challenge your preconceived ideas about music and open you up to new perspectives of different musical styles and genres.

- He loves your creative ideas and imagination for how to explore and experiment with music.

- He values your willingness to share your knowledge and experience with you.

- He loves the way you express yourself through music and many genres not sticking to one and enjoys how you dance with him to techno music

Floyd

- Floyd loves to encourage you to express yourself creatively and explore your musical side more around him which you obviously do

- He appreciates how you share music tastes with him and discover new songs to listen to together

- He finds your knowledge of music history fascinating and enjoy learning new facts about the origins of different musical styles.

- Floyd is fascinated by your ability to deconstruct a piece of music and understand how the different elements interact to create a cohesive whole

- Floyd can’t help be impressed by the way you can find common threads between seemingly disparate pieces of music and make connections that he had never noticed before and would ask more

- You love the way your shy emo partner aka Floyd opens up to you and shares his emotions through music with you

-You two enjoy discussing the deeper meanings of songs and analysing the lyrics together though he mainly stared at your face to see your focused face

- He loves to play you a song that relates to your current emotional state and makes you feel understood and comforted.

- He can’t help but be drawn to how your musical knowledge and understanding of music theory can shed light on your personality in ways that you may not have been aware of but he was aware of it

- He finds it amazing how you can deconstruct your emotions using music theory and communicate with you on a deeper level which he also does I mean he is the sensitive one and knows about emotions

- He can’t help but be amazed by how much you can learn through many genres of music and their musical knowledge… I mean he’s Pop Rock but he can’t help but be shocked how you know ALL the genres

- He can’t help but be charmed by the way you approach music with pure enthusiasm and wonder as he stared at you lovingly.

Branch

- You both feel a strong connection with each other through music and can tell that you're both on the same wavelength even though he doesn't show it much,

- He can't help but admire the way you are fine with how branch can effortlessly switch between serious discussion and playful banter

- He finds it adorable when you become shy and blushes after realizing you have been rambling on about music for too long.

- He loves when you start sharing your favorite songs and artists with each other and discovering new music together

- He loves to support your creativity and encourages you to express yourself through music. - Branch can’t help be impressed by the way you can find common threads between seemingly disparate pieces of music and make connections that he had never noticed before and would ask more about it towards you

- He's impressed by your intelligence and knowledge of music theory.

- He finds himself admiring at your musical skills and wishing he could play or compose music the way you do.

reblogs + comments are appreciated ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

©brights-place 2023 — do not repost on another platform, copy, translate or edit my works! if you fit my DNI list please don't interact!

[luciawithoutj]

My internet is awful lately because I nearly used all of it on my vacation so sorry for not being that active and rebloging (literally fighting my demons trying to load any pic or gif or video).

Honestly don't know if someone said this before but I am so happy that Jokers are hiring fanartists for their new songs. Apparently they said today in some interwiew (didn't watch it yet because my internet shit so videos won't load) that they will release Bluza as next single before new album comes out (PLEASE PLEASE LET IT COME OUT IN AUGUST!).

Hopefully they continue hiring fanartists streak. Yall don't even understand how happy it makss me feel. When I saw Nico doing šbj cover and animation I think I screamed about him and his art and everything that happened to like every person in real life I talked to (and ofc i was annoying about it online while my internet was still alive and well). Hiring Nico is also makes me cry from happiness. First of all he deserves it so so much but also as a queer fanartist from balkans it makes me so happy and proud that this silly balkan band decided to hire trans fanartist for their song and gave him proper credit and also Bojan calling him a friend? My queer heart is singing and crying with joy.

Futhermore it makes me so happy they are finally recognizing how fucking talented this fandom is. I am so in awe with all beautiful and wonderful art I came across. I don't talk with so many people and fanartists because I am a bit shy but most of yall don't even understand how much yall inspired me to create. Since joining jo fandom I have been drawing and creating lot of different forms of art and experimentting and just having fun with art and falling in love with it again after being so burnet out last year and not being able to draw this much since 2019/2020 when I got into art. I am so so grateful for this amazing community and all amazing people I meet along the way <33333

With Bluza coming out I am wondering who might be next fanartist they hire. Ngl I hope it is Roxanne or they at least hire her to make some new merch because after putting all her being and all her blood in making so many amazing and breathtaking art and design work, she deserves to be hired. Also her art style might fit the vibe of the song.

So sorry if what I said didn't make any sense. I just love fanartists and joker out and joker out fandom and art and just yapping about all of it and my brain is a mess lmao

[befuddledcinnamonroll]

We Are the Series - final thoughts

There are so many reasons that I like watching series & movies from other countries. It's such a great way to broaden my perspective and to get outside of my bubble. To see the big differences in how people live around the world, as well as the little differences in day to day life. To better understand cultural norms, and storytelling norms, and how my own cultural bias intersects with both.

There's also all the beautiful cultural details, getting to see ceremonies and festivals and holidays. To see the beauty of the landscape. To listen to the language, and start picking up little expressions and to appreciate the nuances.

But along with all of the learning opportunities, I also absolutely love it when I watch something from a different culture, and have that "oooh" moment of recognition. That moment when you realize that regardless of culture, what is being depicted on screen is resonating deeply. Because someone halfway around the world has had an experience in common with you.

Let me tell you about my college friends.

It was pure dumb luck that we all met. An utterly random assortment of chance. But somehow this group of awkward nerds all blundered together within the first few weeks of college. Most of us were introverts. We were from all parts of the U.S. We came from all types of families. We were Agnostics, Christians, and Pagans. Over time we would intersect with other groups, we all had different majors, different casual friends & study buddies, people dated, people broke up, but our core group of friends was together all four years.

We didn't like going to parties much, it was too loud and crowded. We got drunk together, where we felt safe and happy. We'd go to the school dances as a group, and be silly. We'd sing songs (usually badly). We'd dance in the rain. We would sit on the roof of our dorms and read stories to each other. We would end up at the local playground at midnight when the slides & swings would belong only to us. As we got older and started being entrusted with keys to academic buildings, we'd go in late and play, having rolling chair races in the long hallways or playing sardines. We'd tease each other, and sometimes laugh so hard we could barely breathe.

We also were there for the breakups and the burnout. For the roommate conflict, and the family hurt. For the coming outs.

Of course things do change when you graduate, and we all dispersed back to separate parts of the U.S. (one of the disadvantages of living in such a huge-ass country). But we still keep up. We still can come together and have fun. Some of us play games together. Some of us travel together. Some of us still talk every single week, because we are family, and that's been the case for over 25 years.

I had a moment, when watching this show, where I realized that P'New must have had some amazing friends in his life. Because he just made a love letter to them.

And the friends in this show - they're my friends. Not in a one-on-one comparison kind of way, but in a "this is my little group of idiots too" kind of way. The playfulness, the freedom from judgement, the encouragement, the support, the love. The knowing that even if life pulls some of them further apart, that the way they are loving each other unconditionally now will always matter.

There are other things I liked about the show, I've talked about tropes before and how I enjoyed P'New playing with them in a "eff off with this old school BS" kind of way, the romances were fun and cute, but ultimately, this show was 100% about love for friendship to me. About what it means to find your people, to make your family, to choose love in all its forms without holding one kind higher than another. And to appreciate it when you have it, because it is so damn special.

How can I possibly come out of this feeling anything but good?

[chvoswxtch]

What about a jessica Jones fic in which it's both their first same sex relationship, maybe first relationship ever for reader, and she only wants jess to take her v card

nonnie,

thank you so much for requesting my baby jess. I hope you love this. 💜

also totally optional, but this was heavily inspired by the song everything by kehlani!

warning: contains explicit sexual content (minors please dni), swearing, and mentions of alcohol word count 4.4k

first time.

Jessica wasn’t sure exactly what it was about you that made her fall head so hard for you in the first place. 

Maybe it was the fact that you were always kind and patient with her, even when she was being a raging bitch. The first time the two of you met, you had shown up at her apartment/office asking to interview her for an article at your paper about powered people, and since she had a negative track record with the press, and was also incredibly hungover, she’d slammed the door right in your face. 

To her surprise, and absolute horror, she ran into you about a week later at your paper, needing to ask you questions about an article that you’d written previously that was linked to a case of hers. When she recognized your face, she was certain that you were going to show her the exact same “hospitality” that she had shown you.

But to her astonishment, you simply smiled and invited her into your office, offering her everything that she needed and more to help with her case. 

Later that night when Jessica’s curiosity got the better of her, she started digging into you. She was shocked to find that you’d actually written a few articles about her already, and that you came to her defense in every single one of them. Jessica’s shoulders deflated as she sank back into her chair, tossing back another fourth of bourbon while feeling like a complete asshole for slamming her door in your face, and feeling exceptionally unworthy of the kindness you had shown her. The following morning, she was waiting for you in your office, offering an apology in the form of coffee and an exclusive interview. 

Maybe it was because you always treated her like a person. You never treated Jessica any differently because of what she could do. You never spoke about her like she was a freak of nature. You never asked her for any favors, and she practically had to fight you to allow her to carry something heavy for you. 

Jessica Jones wasn’t very good at making friends. She would be the first to admit that. Mainly because she wasn’t exactly “personable” most of the time, but also because a lot of people that sought her out did it for something in return. Half of her life people wanted to get close to her just because her sister was Trish Walker. Once her true identity was revealed, people wanted to use her strength or her name for personal gain. 

But you never wanted anything from Jessica. You just wanted her.

Maybe it was the way you smiled every time you saw her, even if her face was twisted up in a mirror of her sour mood. Maybe it was the way you gently grabbed her shoulders to get her to slow down, encouraging her to take deep breaths with you, reminding her that she won’t be able to focus until she’s calm. Maybe it was the way your fingers delicately touched her skin when you patched her up, as if you could hurt her, while apologizing profusely with every swipe of an alcohol pad and careful stitch.

Jessica couldn’t pinpoint what it was that made her fall in love with you, but she knew the exact day she realized it. 

You had slept over after helping her work a case late into the night, which wasn’t unusual, and she had awoken to the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and your amazing cooking. She didn’t think she even had anything in her fridge except three day old take out and cheap beer, but somehow you made a breakfast miracle happen. A tired smile tugged at the corner of her mouth knowing you probably swiped some ingredients from Malcolm.

She mumbled something grumpy and incoherent when you greeted her with your chipper morning attitude and a radiant smile, plopping down into one of the chairs at the table. When you came over to place a plate and a cup of coffee in front of her, Jessica grabbed onto your wrist gently to pull you in closer, and without thinking in her sleepy state, she pressed a quick kiss to your lips. It was a full sixty seconds before Jessica realized what she did, and then she was suddenly wide awake. Turning her head slowly to look up at you, she found that you were already staring at her with widened eyes, and her brain was completely empty except for an ongoing string of expletives. 

“I…don’t…know why I did that.”

Jessica watched as your shoulders visibly sank, and the flame of bewilderment in your eyes slowly fizzled into a crestfallen ember. 

“You…you don’t?”

As she stared up at you trying to craft an excuse, an epiphany abruptly slammed into her chest like a freight train.

You were in her kitchen, moving around like it belonged to you, in one of her ratty old t-shirts, using a chip clip to put your messy hair up with tendrils perfectly framing your face, and Jessica wanted to spend every Saturday morning like this. 

Suddenly everything seemed to click into place. The bashful smiles when she caught you staring at her. The excited nerves in the pit of her stomach when she knew she was gonna see you. The timid way you held onto her arm when you walked the streets of New York together at night. The excuses she came up with for just one more drink so she didn’t have to go home alone yet. The commitment you showed to proving yourself to her. The warmth she felt whenever you were around.

Jessica Jones was in love with you. 

Leaning back in the chair, her tongue quickly swept along her bottom lip as she stared up at you in complete awe.

“I am such a fucking idiot.”

“What?”

“You’ve been right here, in front of my goddamn face, this entire time, and I didn’t see you.”

“Jess, what are you-“

Swiftly standing up from her chair, Jessica grabbed onto the back of your neck and pulled you in for a soft kiss, causing a quiet gasp to catch in your throat. When she pulled back, Jessica was delighted to see that your cheeks were flushed with scarlet, and her lips split into an excited smile.

“Don’t make plans Friday night.”

“O-Okay?”

“I’m taking you on a date.”

Your hand that was holding onto Jessica’s wrist suddenly tightened, and your eyes grew in wonder as you stared up at her.

“You…you are?”

“That alright with you?”

“I…um…y-yeah. I mean, yes.”

Despite her usual confidence, Jessica was an absolute nervous fucking wreck the night of your first date. She couldn’t remember the last time she even went on a first date that wasn’t at a bar, or that she gave a shit about. She changed clothes four times, and begrudgingly borrowed a few things from Trish’s closet since she was taking you somewhere nice. Trish and Malcolm both attempted to give her a pep talk as they helped her get ready, but that only made her more nervous, and they wouldn’t let her drink to dull her nerves since they were worried she’d be plastered by the time she was supposed to pick you up.

After she knocked on your door, her eyes suddenly widened and she cursed under her breath realizing that she hadn’t brought you flowers. Was she supposed to bring you flowers? Did you even like flowers? How the fuck does this work?

Her inner rambling was cut off the second you opened the door, and for a second, all the noise in her head seemed to go silent. You were in a simple deep purple satin dress that hugged your body perfectly, and Jessica quickly forgot all about dinner. She had never seen you in a dress like that before. A timid smile stretched over your lips as you looked at her and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I…wasn’t sure where we were going. Is…is this too much?”

“No! No you…you look…hot. Fuck, sorry. I meant…beautiful. You…look beautiful.”

The second the two of you reached the restaurant, all of the nerves Jessica felt from earlier came flooding back. Not even ten minutes into the date, she gripped the wine glass so hard in her hand that it shattered, and her eyes widened as you gasped loudly.

“Oh fuck-”

“Jess, are you okay?”

“I’m fine, it’s fine-”

“It’s not fine, you’re bleeding-”

“It’s not a big deal, I got it.”

Jessica pulled her hand away from your grasp, taking one of the fancy white napkins to wrap around her hand to stop the light bleeding as she looked over at you with a tight lipped smile.

“So-”

“Jessica, you can’t be serious.”

“What?”

“You’re bleeding. You probably need stitches. We need to go-”

“No, no I’m not ruining this date because of a little blood-”

“Jessica-”

“I’m fine.”

Jessica’s voice came out a little harsher than she intended it to, and the irritation she felt evaporated as she watched the way you sank back into your chair, looking anywhere but at her. Letting out a deep exhale through her nose, she mumbled a quiet fuck before reaching over with her uninjured hand for one of yours.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t…I’m just…look I’ve never done this before-”

“Gone to an Italian restaurant?”

Jessica pursed her lips at the sarcastic tone of your voice, looking around the entire restaurant with slightly narrowed eyes before looking back at you with a quirk of her brow.

“Actually, yeah. I don’t remember the last time I went to an Italian place that didn’t serve two dollar greasy pizza and had meatball specials on Thursdays.”

When she noticed the tiny smile that tugged at the corner of your mouth, she let out a breath of relief and stretched her hand out further, wiggling her fingers towards you. Rolling your eyes playfully, you slipped your hand into Jessica’s, looking over at her when she gave it a gentle squeeze.

“What I was trying to say was that I’ve never done this. This is…the first nice date I’ve ever been on. It’s the first nice date I’ve ever wanted to go on. And…I’m sorry for being so…I just really want this to go well. I don’t wanna fuck it up. And I feel like I already have-”

“You haven’t.”

Jessica stared over at you in adoration, enjoying the feeling of your thumb carefully stroking over the back of her hand. The gentle tone of your voice and the reassurance in your eyes tugged at her heartstrings, and her lips pulled delicately into a defeated smile.

“I broke a glass. I’m bleeding, and I was a dick.”

“Still not the worst date I’ve ever been on.”

Jessica closed her eyes for a moment as a dry laugh echoed in her chest.

“Jess, I appreciate you going through all the trouble to try to make tonight special. But…it already is. I don’t…I don’t need all of this. You could’ve taken me to the hot dog stand at the corner of your street and I would’ve been thrilled. Actually, a pretzel sounds really good right now.”

Jessica’s brows furrowed in the middle of her forehead as she looked over at you, giving you a pointed look as a smirk covered your lips.

“You’re fucking joking. I bring you to the nicest Italian place in the city, per Trish, and you want a pretzel.”

“What I want is to take care of your hand, which is still bleeding, and then continue our date. I don’t care where, as long as it’s with you.”

After a little more convincing from you, and an agreement to order dessert to go, Jessica took you to the stand at the corner of her street to get two hot pretzels before taking you up to her apartment so that you could tend to her hand. The longer the night went on, the more Jessica’s nerves dissipated completely, and by the time midnight stretched over the sky, Jessica decided she was craving something else.

In a matter of minutes, Jessica went from timidly kissing your lips to having you pinned beneath her on her bed as her hands frantically searched for the hem of your dress. She attached her lips to your neck, reveling in the little noises you made and the hushed whispered of her name as her hand slipped beneath your dress to part your thighs. A sharp gasp flew past your lips, and you suddenly reached down to grab onto her wrist.

“Jess, wait.”

“What? What’s wrong?”

Jessica pulled back to gaze down at you, cradling your face in her hand as she lightly brushed her thumb across your cheek. Her brows pulled together in puzzlement noting the flush of rose that covered your cheeks and the nervous glint in your eyes.

“What is it?”

“I…um…I’ve never…done this before.”

Jessica’s lips pulled into a tiny smile, leaning in to brush her nose against yours as she chuckled softly.

“Me neither, baby. But I think we can figure it out together.”

“No…Jess I mean…like…ever.”

Tilting her head to the side slightly in confusion, Jessica searched your eyes for a hint as to what you were talking about, pursing her lips in a slight pout when you closed your eyes and let out a shaky exhale.

“I’m a virgin.”

Jessica blinked slowly a few times, watching as you slowly opened your eyes to peer up at her. Her lips parted slightly as she searched for the right words to say, her brows alternating between rising up her forehead in surprise and also knitting together in the center of her forehead in disbelief.

“So…not just…when it comes to…this…but…like…everything?”

Giving a slight nod of your head, you both stared at each other silently for what felt like hours. 

“Uh…you…waiting for marriage or-”

“No, it’s not…it’s not like that. I just…God this is so embarrassing.”

Jessica grabbed onto your waist when you went to move, taking one of your hands to press a soft kiss to each of your knuckles as she smiled softly.

“Hey, hey. Don’t be embarrassed. Okay, I’m not making fun of you. I’m just…trying to…understand. That’s all.”

Nibbling on your bottom lip, you lightly shrugged your shoulders as you spoke quietly.

“I just…I wanted it to be special. I wanted it to be with the right person, and to mean something. I wanted to be in love.”

Jessica ran her fingers through your hair slowly as she listened, staring back into your eyes when she caught your gaze.

“And I wanted to feel that the person I had my first time with loved me back.”

Jessica’s lips parted slightly at your words, and she felt that familiar warmth blooming in her chest she always felt when you were around. It was a warmth she thought she would never feel again after she lost her family. A warmth she never thought she could feel again. There were transient embers she felt around Trish and Malcolm, but nothing nowhere even near the blaze she felt with you. 

The love she felt for you.

As her tongue darted out to quickly wet her lips, she held your face in her hand delicately as she looked down at you with a tender smile.

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, or aren’t ready for. We can take this at whatever pace you want. But just so you and I are on the same page, I do love you Y/N. You are the first person I’ve ever actually fallen in love with, and I thought it would be so much fucking scarier than this, but you make it so…easy. I…feel really goddamn lucky that you picked me. I want you to know that.”

Jessica hummed in content against your lips when you reached up to grab onto the back of her neck to pull her down for a kiss. She moved her hand up to gently grasp onto your waist, keeping her kisses light as she attempted to move from her spot between your legs. Your other hand grasped at her shoulder as you broke the kiss, and her nerves flared up once again seeing the glossy sheen that covered your eyes.

“I love you, Jessica. I’ve always loved you.”

That one quiet confession had her heart swelling inside her ribcage, filling up the void that had kept her hollow for so many years, and after spending a majority of her life looking up at the stars searching for answers, she felt like she could see every single one of them twinkling in your eyes.

Kissing your lips made her feel weightless and untouchable, like she was a kid all over again, at the highest peak of the ferris wheel with her mom. It conjured every ounce of happiness that lingered in her subconscious, every blissful memory she possessed, and flooded her bloodstream with pure ecstasy. 

This. This was that feeling she had been searching for. The thing that she thought would come when she stepped into the spotlight as a “hero”. The thing she waited to fill her when she saved someone or when she did something good. She tricked herself into believing it was a sense of purpose, or maybe acceptance she was after, but it was love. But not the artificial kind that resulted from her altered DNA, or the kind that eventually sprouted through adoption or living down the hall from her and constantly being dragged into her shit.

The real kind. The pure, unwavering, unfiltered, every-stupid-fucking-love-song-makes-sense and every-breathtaking-sunsent-reminds-me-of-you kind.

“Jess?”

“Hm?”

“Please make love to me.”

Jessica gazed down at you, carefully analyzing your face as her thumb slowly traced over your bottom lip.

“Are you sure?”

“I’ve never been more sure of anything. I want this. Please.”

Jessica made sure that you were comfortable with every layer of clothing she removed, allowing you to remove a piece of hers in return in a delicate trade off. Her touch was light and gentle as her fingertips grazed along every inch of your soft skin, focusing her lips on your neck to start, paying close attention to the spots that were the most sensitive and the ones that drew the most delectable noises out of you.

Her lips trailed down the column of your neck to your chest, exploring the valley between your breasts as her hand once again parted your thighs, using two fingers to collect some of your wetness to help her easily glide her fingers in tight-knit circles over your clit. Sucking one of your perky nipples into her mouth, she bit down on it gently as she slipped her first digit past your tight walls to distract you from the stretch, flicking her tongue repeatedly over the sensitive bud and tenderly grazing her teeth over it.

“How’s that feel, baby? Good?”

“So…so good, Jess.”

“You want more?”

“Please.”

Jessica took her time shuffling down the bed until she was laying in between your hips, teasing you with featherlight kisses along your inner thighs before you were begging her to touch you again. She hummed in appreciation when she licked a broad stripe up your soaked folds, eyes closing at the sweet taste you had to offer, wrapping her plump lips around your swollen clit to suck softly. She carefully slipped another finger into you and moaned against your core at the cry of her name you let out. The throbbing between her own thighs was getting almost unbearable, but this was about you.

She alternated between suckling softly at your clit and teasing it with her tongue while her fingers slowly stretched your walls with light scissoring motions. A proud smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth when the pads of her fingertips brushed along that spongy tissue in your depths that had you bucking your hips against her face, and she continued to stroke her fingers along it in a ‘come hither’ motion, her attention on your clit becoming more urgent and fervent the louder you moaned. 

“Jess…I…I’m…oh-”

A breathless gasp cut off your warning, and as your thighs seized up around her head and your hips rocked upwards hazardously, Jessica quickly removed her fingers and flattened her tongue against your cunt to capture the flow of your first orgasm of the night. 

Licking her lips in satisfaction, she swiftly moved to straddle your hips, her green eyes wild with a newfound hunger you had awoken in her that only you could satiate. She gently dug her fingertips into the soft flesh of your thigh to steady her own desire, waiting for you to come down from you high just so she could bring you to another one even further up.

“You okay, baby?”

“I’m…fucking perfect.”

Jessica’s full lips split into a dazzling grin as she gazed down at you, lightly caressing your cheek with her palm.

“Yes you are.”

“Um…just…give me a second, and I can-”

“You don’t have to do anything.”

“Jess, I wanna make you feel good too.”

“This is about you, baby. And trust me, making you feel good makes me feel really goddamn good.”

Staring up at Jessica, your lips parted slightly at the lust in her eyes, and you allowed yours to drink her naked body in fully as she sat above you. You had seen Jessica in nothing more than a bra and underwear before, but seeing her like this, so bare and vulnerable, felt so intimate. She was even more beautiful than you imagined. As your eyes traveled lower, a soft gasp flew past your parted lips seeing the way her pussy glistened as she sat on your hips with her thighs spread. Curiosity got the best of you, and as you reached out to explore, her hand swiftly caught your wrist causing you to whine.

“Jess, I wanna touch you too.”

“You can touch me later, pretty girl. Right now I wanna give you what you asked for. Can I do that?”

“Please.”

Jessica turned her body slightly sideways to drape one of her legs over your hips, and pulled one of your legs up to wrap around her waist, angling your bodies perfectly so that her cunt made contact with yours. As she gave an experimental movement of her hips, both of you hissed in pleasure at the contact of her clit grazing over yours, and you stared up at Jessica in awe as her mouth fell open.

“Oh, fuck.”

She gripped onto your hip tightly, being careful to mind her own strength as she started to rock her hips slowly against yours. It took every ounce of self control to maintain a steady, gentle pace when all she really wanted to do was fuck you through the floor down to the goddamn lobby. She didn’t think sex had ever felt this good and she wasn’t sure if it was being in love that made it feel different, or if it was just you, but she knew for a fact she would never be able to get enough now that she’d had a taste.

“Jess, more…please…”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes…yes…I want more.”

Jessica bent over slightly so that she could lean down to capture your lips in a heated kiss, moaning softly into your mouth as the new angle allowed her to rub against you even better. She wrapped her slender fingers around the base of your throat to have something to ground herself, staring deeply into your eyes with parted lips as she moved her hips faster, and grinded down against you harder. Your eyes were blown wide open with exhilaration and your mouth hung open, allowing staggered moans of pleasure and praises of Jessica’s name to fill her bedroom. 

She could feel that crest rising within herself, and she desperately wanted you to meet her at the edge of that cliff so that you could jump off together.

“You gonna come for me again, pretty girl?”

“Yes…God, yes…”

“Then come. Let me feel you, baby. Let go with me. Come on, you can do it. That’s…that’s it…just like…oh, just like that, fuck-”

Jessica squeezed her eyes shut when she felt that band within her snap, quickly letting go of your throat to reach out and grab onto the headboard, feeling the wood splinter under the force of her strength as a loud moan of your name ripped from her chest. She continued to fuck you roughly as cacophonous sounds of your intermixed cries of pleasure echoed throughout her apartment, moving her hips swiftly to help you ride out your second wave, and collapsing on top of your chest once the both of you were entirely spent.

Nuzzling her face into your neck, she hummed softly when she felt your fingers delicately moving through her dark hair, cradling onto the back of her neck as a soft giggle ruptured the silence.

“Wow.”

Jessica chuckled as she reluctantly pulled back so that she could see your face, arching one of her dark brows as she grinned down at you.

“Not bad for your first time.”

“I had a good teacher.”

Jessica felt like she was up in the fucking clouds as she gazed at you in pure adoration, bringing her hand up to gently cup your face as she pressed a soft kiss to your lips.

“Thank you for letting me be your first, and trusting me.”

“Thank you for being my first, and…well…for all of that.”

A rosy blush dusted over your cheeks as a shy smile covered your lips, and Jessica smirked as she leaned in to nuzzle her nose against yours.

“Anything for you.”

Letting out a sigh of complete content, you gazed up into Jessica’s eyes as you tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.

“I love you, Jessica Jones.”

Jessica fought the lump that threatened to form in her throat and the tears that began to build in the corners of her eyes, pulling her mouth into a tender smile as her heart expanded to fill the entirety of her ribcage.

“I love you, Y/N Y/L/N.”

tags: @messymissy @dark-academia-slut @strawberry1042

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PMMM Rebellion Movie

Those images during Homura's explanation of things have some real witch art-style to them.

Those tears(?) formed a spiral at the end.

This opening has real Fantasia vibes.

Madoka!? Why are you in the ballerina crowd?

I really want to know how that bear thing is animated. It looks like a real item made using stop motion.

SAYAKA!!! and Kyouko!!

A musical?

Why is the dessert witch here?

I'm not even five minutes in and have written all this.

It's the same family scene from episode 1.

So Hitomi and Kyousuke are already dating in the movie.

I saw it! Madoka has that magical girl mark on her left middle finger. Can't tell what it is but it's pink.

This opened with Homura explaining the law of cycles so I'd assume this is after the main series but things are definitely not adding up.

Madoka does the late for school run complete with toast in mouth.

ClaRis returns to make the opening theme.

Opening theme remarks: This is so obviously going to be about Homura. I love how the others are able to be carefree and have fun. Even though it's supposed to represent some tragic thing (I don't know, does Homura feel isolated and the others don't know her distress?), there's something funny about her moping while the others are doing a cheerful dance.

First time seeing Kyouko in a school uniform.

Sayaka and Kyouko's interaction over the homework is such a perfect microcosm of how they view what a magical girl is.

Oh great. Teacher's a conspiracy nutjob.

And her rambling sets the story to shortly after December 21, 2012.

It's Moe-mura. So is this an earlier loop?

Nevermind. What's a nightmare? The anime ended saying they're hunting demonic beasts.

Another shot where I could see Madoka's finger mark. It looks like it's just a pink line.

Hitomi has a fairy-tale princess bed.

Oh, so that's what nightmares are.

I'm SO OBSESSED with staring at everyone's fingers!!! I never saw Mami's mark in the anime and I can see she has one too. It's orange, but I can't tell exactly what it is. I think it might be a diamond.

Bebe? Okay. Why is that little witch living with Mami?

Got a good laugh seeing Mami use magic to curl her hair.

So glad Sayaka realized that Kyousuke isn't worth being upset over.

I'm so happy Kyubey hasn't said a single word. I hope just shuts the fuck up for the whole movie.

A full sailor Moon-esque transformation sequence.

Something felt off about Homura's transformation. I had to rewatch everyone's transformation sequences and while Homura's wasn't the only one that had witch runes appear, it was the only one where they interrupted the tranformation rather than being part of it.

Everything about Homura's transformation sequence dripped with sheer awkwardness. She does not know how to be flashy or cool.

I actually had a PTSD flashback when Bebe got real close to Homura's face.

Do they actually have to sing to dispel the nightmares? That felt like the kind of song you'd sing to a kindergarten class.

Okay. Their soul gems get replenished by the power created by turning nightmares into happy dreams.

Loved seeing them all work together. We never got anything like that in the anime.

Bebe keeps talking about cheese. Is that why she ate Mami in the anime? Cause Mami's head looks like a cheese wheel?

What's with the math teacher's face? Oh it's everyone.

Anime cabbage rule: All drawings of food must look amazing.

Maybe all this is some nightmare of Homura's? I think she's implying to Kyouko that everything she doesn't know is kind of being awkwardly filled in.

"Veni, Vidi, Mitaki Hara"

We're already in weirdo limbo world and we haven't reached the final stop?

Bus driver is really unconcerned that someone jumped from the roof onto the engine.

Is Mitakihara the name of the city the story takes place in?

Everything is creepy.

Moe-mura was just an act.

I bet Kyubey is behind all this. I have no proof but I need an excuse to hate him.

Hold on a second. Were Bebe's familiars mouse-themed because she's obsessed with cheese?

Every time Homura pries into something she doesn't know, things get weird.

Homura, you shouldn't accuse the cheese freak when Kyubey is RIGHT THERE!!

There's a drawing of Bebe with a Mami palette-swap and a moustache at 46:08.

All the billboards are BEBE.

MAGIC OF GUN!!!!

WHAT!!?

Wraiths? Is that what we call the demonic beasts?

The witch wants to keep things the way they are. Oh dear. It's Homura.

Bebe and Sayaka know too much. They and Madoka should not exist in this world.

SAYAKA TURNED INTO HER WITCH FORM!?! WHAT'S GOING ON AND HOW CAN I BLAME KYUBEY FOR THIS!?

Why are those "children" throwing tomatoes at Homura?

Madoka's finger mark is just a line. LAME!!

Madoka was literally trying to make Homura go back to how she was at the start and Homura ended up rejecting the false reality where Madoka never vanished.

Why are creepy children chanting Homura's name while the world ends? Why is this movie so creepy!?

KYUBEY SHUT UP!! GO BACK TO BEING ALL "Kyu, Kyu".

Oh great, there's more of them.

Witch Homura's familiars are a mix of British Royal guards that look like Homura and children. Homura wished to relive her time with Madoka but be able to protect her instead, so the royal guard theme makes sense.

Awesome! It IS Kyubey's fault!

Kyubey and his entire race really are just the worst.

Loving the montage of Homura being singly obsessed with killing Kyubey forever.

Oh so Homura's familiars aren't royal guards. They're a prisoner escort. So I guess those children familiars are the onlookers mocking the prisoner on their way to their execution.

Sayaka can command her witch form.

Sayaka and Bebe are commanding familiars from all the witches from the anime.

Now that I think about it, we never saw Sayaka pull of any actual pagical feats. This is cool seeing her create music sheet platforms.

Sayaka/Kyouko OTP!!

Sayaka's witch form is wielding a copy of Kyouko's spear.

Kyubey's final words being "I don't understand at all" is so appropriate when getting destroyed by the power of love.

A familiar of the Walpurgis Night is escorting Sayaka and Bebe.

There's still 20 minutes left. Something bad is totally going to happen.

Homura, what are you doing?

Why is that spool of thread a recurring item in the movie?

Okay. I have no idea what just happened, but I guess Kyubey's going to suffer for eternity so I think it's a net positive.

Homura looks so tired.

Oh Homura's mindset did not change from when she became a witch. She just doubled down. Even her familiars hate her.

Wait what?

Madoka is wearing the ribbon her mother didn't recommend.

That same montage of events from episodes 1 and 10.

I genuinely do not understand the ending at all. Did Homura just completely nullify the entire magical girl system and Kyubey, witches, and all that just exist as things outside existence?

There shouldn't be stars on the dark side of a half-moon. The moon is literally cut in half.

Homura just threw herself off a cliff. And the half-moon and cliff perfectly divide the scene. I guess Homura has figuratively and literally gone off the deep end and plunged herself into the darkness.

Kyubey is scared. Kyubey is SCARED!! Emotions are a mental illness to his race. Homura drove him mad.

Y'know, a theme in the series is that there's no such thing as a selfless wish. Everything has a selfish motive and the entire witch system banked on girls trying to be that selfless person they're told they should be and consequently making wishes that don't give them any happiness. Even though Madoka's wish destroyed the witch system, it was still one of those 'selfless on the outside, selfish on the inside' wishes cause she always wants to be helpful. And Kyubey's system still existed but in a less effective way.

Homura effectively made an absolutely selfish wish in the end. She wanted to make sure that Madoka can always be with her, and she rewrote the universe to destroy the entire cause and effect preventing her from having that desire.

Ironically, it looks like this is the good ending because no one has to suffer from the magical girl system at all. And all the aspects about it still exist to keep things running, but don't actually effect anything. The only one who will suffer is Kyubey.

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[nonsensical-ramblings]

The Stranger Things OST is something we haven't been paying nearly enough attention to, because I think I've just found something monumental.

We all know these two scenes feature the same music:

But what we haven't been talking about is how the tracks in these four scenes all share the exact same melody-

Or that the tracks from these two scenes sync up perfectly to create an entirely new piece of music

But what if I told you this is only the very tip of the iceberg, because I've been sifting through evidence for quite a while now, and we are far past the point of this all just being a coincidence?

ahem.

Welcome to Soundtrackgate.

(AKA: The wild, wacky world where connections go way, way deeper than you could've possibly imagined, and it all still manages to lead back to byler in the end)

So, just by themselves, those three instances of matching soundtracks creating parallels between different scenes are pretty cool, and worthy of analysis. That's all well and good. But it gets a whole lot more complicated when I tell you that across those three examples, all the songs from those eight scenes I've pointed out match with each other too. The music playing during the J/ancy kiss syncs with the music from the R/ockie scene at the gun shop. The M/ileven kiss has music that syncs with the "It was a seven" scene. R/ockie making sandwiches has music in the background that syncs with the Byler van scene. They're all in the same key, B flat major.

I can prove that I'm not making this up in the form of some amazing mashups between four important OST songs. But before I show you those, let me take a step back and introduce you to the songs individually: Being Different, The First Lie, The First I love You, and Kids.

(I slowed them down so they're all the same speed). And I thought to myself, golly, these all sound pretty similar, they all have a pretty consistent pattern of eight quarter notes that get repeated over and over. (Listen closely, can you hear it?) I sure bet it would sound nice if someone combined them. So. I figured out how to edit audio and I did it myself XD

When I said they synced, I wasn't kidding. When I did my initial little experiment, I was not expecting the songs to, in no uncertain terms, match up perfectly, as if they were all variations of the same track, because the only thing I'd done was change the tempo a little bit between each of them. No splicing, no extra editing, no looping, no nothing. And they sound beautiful together!!! Here are my three favorites:

Putting all four together pushes my limits a bit and it comes out a tad messy, but I love it anyways. It's overwhelmingly clear that these four songs are meant to fit together.

So... what does this mean? The tracks are undeniably connected, and some of the scenes in which they occur are clearly parallels too. I mean, we've been ENDLESSLY analyzing parallels between R/ockie, Byler, and J/ancy, and this discovery lends more credit to the theory that those aren't just coincidences. But especially for major motifs like Kids, there are a lot more scenes where these songs play!! It's not just the few I mentioned at the beginning of the post that are pretty obvious in how they're similar to one another. Haha, but wouldn't it be crazy if ALL the scenes that these songs (and their variations) appear in followed the exact same narrative pattern; a pattern which would just so happen to offer extremely compelling evidence to the fact that Byler has been endgame since season 1?

Ha ha... ha... um.

They do.

All of them.

I'm not fucking joking. Out of the 22 scenes I've been able to track down which feature any of these four songs or variations of them, I've identified a pattern which every single one follows. Some definitely better than others... but it is un-fucking-deniable that this pattern exists and it has to be deliberate, because all of this being a coincidence must be some sort of statistical impossibility with the sheer amount of evidence I've amassed.

The pattern I'm referring to is a collection of four themes:

A misassumption / some form of dishonesty

Love. Often romantic, but sometimes platonic or familial

A subversion of expectations

An atypical relationship between two people

Often in that order.

So basically, we have a collection of scenes throughout all four seasons that are very strongly linked to each other, through both the music that plays during them, and the narrative pattern they follow. And theoretically, if we now know for a fact that each of these scenes follows the same pattern, we can use it to support our interpretations of moments like the van scene or "It was a seven"! (A pattern which, I'll remind you, will fall perfectly in line with Byler endgame)

Okay. So here, we get to the main chunk of the analysis. The hard data. I've gone through every relevant scene and listed how each of them fit the pattern, to prove that it's legit, and to use it to demonstrate how this discovery supports our theories! I've also added whether I think the scene matches well (✅), moderately well (🤔) , or poorly (❌) with the interpretation. (Keep in mind that even the ones that match poorly still relate to the themes in some way!) I sorted everything by motif, then into individual music pieces, then into scenes that feature that music. So scenes that have the same track playing in the background are grouped together.

Obviously, it's pretty long. I did my best to organize it well and make it as concise as possible. But that's why I'm adding a star (⭐️) next to all the scenes that explicitly support the Byler agenda, in case you want to scroll past the rest and only focus on what you came here for!

Without further ado, let's start out with...

The First Lie motif

The dominating melody in these tracks is: D D# D A# C F A# C

Track 1: The First Lie (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3S5-J7BLoIY)

Scene A: Jonathan And Nancy get together (S2E6) This scene matches well! ✅ • Misassumption/Dishonesty: Both of them are denying their feelings for each other • Love: And those feelings are romantic in nature • Subversion of expectations: They discover that their feelings are requited! • Atypical Relationship: Nancy, a popular and conventionally attractive character, ends up with Jonathan, the outcast

Track 2: The First I love You (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y68LnSZ_j3M)

Scene A: Robin and Steve talk in the Bathroom (S4E7) This scene matches well! ✅ • Misassumption/Dishonesty: Steve believes he has a chance with Robin, Robin hasn’t told him the whole truth about her sexuality • Love: Steve has feelings for her, she has feelings for Tammy, the two of them love each other as best friends • Subversion of expectations: Robin wants to kiss girls!!! And Steve is surprised, but wholly accepts her, even as a straight guy in the 80s • Atypical Relationship: Platonic soulmates <3

⭐️ Scene B: El Tells Mike she loves him and says goodbye (S4E8) This scene matches well! ✅ • Misassumption/Dishonesty: Their relationship had been damaged by the fact that Mike lied in order to avoid seeing her / getting into trouble with Hopper • Love: El forgives Mike, says that she loves him, and tries to repair their relationship • Subversion of expectations: El admits to having heard Mike when he said that he loved her, back in episode 6 • Atypical Relationship: It wouldn’t be very atypical for a straight guy to get back with his straight girlfriend after a brief break-up, would it? So maybe this relationship isn't as hetero as it- [gunshots]

Scene C: Joyce and Hopper Kiss (S4E9) This scene matches well! ✅ • Misassumption/Dishonesty: Up until this moment they’ve been dancing around each other since season 1, not quite being honest or upfront about how they feel • Love: But now they finally have their moment and make it official! • Subversion of expectations: We’ve seen it coming for years, sure, but considering where they started, their relationship was an unlikely one • Atypical Relationship: Joyce, the high-strung, divorced, single mom, and Hopper, the troubled, divorced, adoptive dad, certainly make a unique pair together

Kids motif

The dominating melody in these tracks is: G A# F A# G A# F A#, and/or F G F D C A# C A#

Track 1: Kids (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ha2OcL_0gtM)

⭐️ Scene A: The party finishes up their D&D game, “It was a seven” (S1E1) This scene matches well! ✅ • Misassumption/dishonesty: Lucas urges Will to lie to Mike about his roll • Love: Little Will cares about his friendship with Mike too much to lie to him • Subversion of expectations: He’s honest, and admits that he only rolled a seven, even if it means he lost the campaign • Atypical relationship: Oh, you know. :)

Scene B: The kids disguise El so she can go out in public (S1E5) This scene doesn’t match very well ❌ • Misassumption/dishonesty: The kids are disguising El’s true identity so they can bring her to their school • Love: The four of them are beginning to trust one another; the boys trust El to help them find Will, they're bonding as friends • Subversion of expectations: The boys (but Mike specifically) are surprised with the degree of El's glowup • Atypical relationship: Mike thinks El is pretty, even though the rest of the party is still a little apprehensive towards her

Scene C: Mike, Lucas, and El make up after their fight in the previous episode (S1E7) This scene matches moderately well 🤔 • Misassumption/dishonesty: El had been misleading the boys to keep them away from the lab • Love: The friends are all sorry for what they did, and care too much about each other to stay mad • Subversion of expectations: They’re able to reconcile • Atypical relationship: Even after a pretty serious fight, the friends are back together again, stronger than ever

Scene D: The party finally gets to play D&D again at the end of season 1 (S1E8) This scene doesn’t match very well ❌ (But, it’s excusable because the main purpose it serves here is to parallel the first scene from episode 1- matching this narrative pattern is probably a secondary concern) • Misassumption/dishonesty: The campaign is over too soon, the kids feel like it’s not a truthful finale; there are loose ends left to be resolved in the story • Love: The friends are finally back together again, having fun, enjoying each others’ company, healing • Subversion of expectations: Will is able to defeat the monster this time • Atypical relationship: Even after everything they went through, they made it out OK and are still the best of friends

Scene E: Dustin reminds Mike to look for some change before going to the arcade (S2E1) This scene matches well! ✅ • Misassumption/dishonesty: Mike avoids Dustin’s questions of why he’s on an unusual channel on the walkie talkie, and why he hasn’t been looking for quarters to bring to the arcade • Love: Mike is still grieving El • Subversion of expectations: He hadn’t been looking for quarters because he was busy trying to contact her • Atypical relationship: He still feels guilty for having lost her, more so than the rest of his friends. He believes she’s out there, even after a year has passed

Scene F: The kids work together to assemble Cerebro (S3E1) This scene matches well! ✅ • Misassumption/dishonesty: The kids don’t quite believe Dustin is being honest about actually having a girlfriend  • Love: But he does! He actually is in a relationship • Subversion of expectations: Suzie doesn’t answer • Atypical relationship: A nerdy mormon and an agnostic with no collarbone; an unlikely pair!

Track 2: Kids Two (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9PydvdEdGwE)

Scene A: El and Max spy on the boys (S3E3) This scene matches well! ✅ • Misassumption/dishonesty: The girls are secretly spying on the guys • Love: They’re talking about their relationship troubles • Subversion of expectations: They’re doing a terrible job of trying to win El and Max back; putting all the blame on the girls, talking about how they're a "different species", all while eating chips and generally being gross • Atypical relationship: Elmax bonds over having dumb ex-boyfriends, even after their friendship's rocky start in the previous season :3

Scene B: Robin sees Vickie at Warzone (S1E8) This scene matches well! ✅ • Misassumption/dishonesty: Robin thinks she has a chance with Vickie  • Love: She’s about to make a move and talk to her crush… • Subversion of expectations: …but Vickie has a boyfriend. • Atypical relationship: Queerness!! And the fact that Vickie gets distracted by Robin, probably has a bit of a crush on her too, even though she's currently in a relationship

Scene C: Robin & Vickie make sandwiches (S4E9) This scene matches well! ✅ • Misassumption/dishonesty: Robin is initially fairly certain now that she DOESN’T have a chance with Vickie • Love: But unbeknownst to her, they're almost definitely endgame • Subversion of expectations: Vickie admits that she ended things with her boyfriend  • Atypical relationship: Imminent 80s Lesbians!!!!!!!!

Track 3: Teens (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D3JICAZAEBs)

Scene A: Suzie changes Dustin’s Latin grade (S4E1) This scene matches well! ✅ • Misassumption/dishonesty: Suzie and Dustin are cheating his Latin grade by hacking into the school’s computer system  • Love: The two of them are still together :3 • Subversion of expectations: Suzie decides that her relationship with Dustin is worth more than being entirely morally virtuous, so she changes the grade for him • Atypical relationship: The unlikely pair of the mormon and the agnostic strike again!

Track 4: In The Closet (At Rink O Mania) (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lwl-HPNQFLc)

⭐️ Scene A: Mike and Will argue at the roller rink (S4E1) This scene matches well! ✅ • Misassumption/dishonesty: Mike’s upset that Will and El haven’t been honest about the bullying • Love: Will just misses his best friend and is upset that their relationship / communication over the past year has been strained. And he’s in love. • Subversion of expectations: “We’re friends! We’re friends.”(AKA, Mike has been struggling with his feelings just as much as Will has) • Atypical relationship: Queerness!! We can be fairly certain now that they totally feel the same way about each other, even if neither will admit it.  

Scene B: …but also El hides in the closet at the roller rink (S4E1) This scene matches moderately well 🤔 • Misassumption/dishonesty: El had been hiding the fact that she was being bullied • Love: This lie has has driven a wedge even deeper between her and her boyfriend • Subversion of expectations: She decides to go confront Angela • Atypical relationship: El, the humiliated victim, decides to stand up to her bully, Angela, instead of letting her get the final word

Track 5: Home (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BdcV1u6RUh4)

Scene A: Hopper takes El in (S2E3) This scene matches moderately well 🤔 • Misassumption/dishonesty: Hopper wants to give El a place to stay where she can hide from the people looking for her / Hopper discreetly puts away a box labeled “Sarah”, hinting at a more personal reason for taking her in than he lets on • Love: He cares about El like he’d care for his own daughter  • Subversion of expectations: Even though he's a supposedly hardened and lazy police chief, he cares about El enough to go through the effort of fixing up the cabin to give her a place to stay • Atypical relationship: Found family :’)

Scene B: This song also plays during the scene where Robin sees Vickie at Warzone (S4E8) This scene matches well! ✅ • [See Kids Two, scene B]

Track 6: What’s The Internet? (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vqx4idF4ObE)

Scene A: The Hellfire Club and Lucas’ team celebrate their victories (S4E1) This scene matches moderately well 🤔 • Misassumption/dishonesty: The basketball team and the Hellfire club both thought they were screwed • Love: Despite the looming potential for failure, everyone’s having fun and feeling included within their groups, they love their hobbies and their friends • Subversion of expectations: Both teams won their respective games despite the odds! • Atypical relationship: Lucas still hangs in the balance between the two teams, feeling unsure about which of his friend groups he should prioritize

Track 7: [Unreleased song, but the Kids motif is faintly audible towards the end]

⭐️ Scene A: El and Mike argue over Mike not being able to say “I love you” (S4E2) This scene matches well! ✅ • Misassumption/dishonesty: Mike’s refusing to acknowledge that he can’t say the words, he’s lying about how he really feels • Love: Their relationship as boyfriend/girlfriend is finally starting to show cracks, as its fundamental flaws are presented front and center • Subversion of expectations: Their relationship isn’t as perfect as we’d been led to believe • Atypical relationship: They’re on the verge of a breakup, but that's really what's best for the two of them

and finally...

Being Different Motif

The dominating melody in these tracks is: A# D F D A# D D# D, and/or A# D F A# D F A F

Track 1: Being Different (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_o29YLtS_NA)

⭐️ Scene A: Mike and Will talk in the van (S4E8) This scene matches well! ✅ • Misassumption/Dishonesty: Will lies, using El’s name to hide his own feelings • Love: And those feelings are his love for Mike :’( • Subversion of expectations: It’s now overwhelmingly clear that Will is canonically gay and in love with Mike  • Atypical Relationship: Well, it doesn’t sound all that atypical for the sad gay boy to have fallen for his straight best friend (who is obviously straight because he’s in a relationship with a girl), so what if Mike- [gunshots]

Track 2: I Like Presents Too (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=trSjkqM0VT4) (I’m not positive about this one, but I swear I hear similarities between Being Different and this song? Especially between 1:52 - 2:05 in Being Different, and 0:38 - 1:00 in this song)

⭐️Scene A: This song also plays during the scene where El Tells Mike she loves him and says goodbye (S4E8) This scene matches well! ✅ • [See The First I love You, scene B]

Okay. And that's all of them! I hope I've made my point. The fact that every single one of these 11 songs and the 22 scenes they appear in are connected both musically and thematically cannot be a coincidence. And by simply tracing the pattern, it's pretty easy to see that these connections hint at the fact that there's something more that we're not explicitly seeing between Mike, El, and Will's relationships, which has no other explanation besides Byler endgame. Let's review- by applying what we know about the pattern to Byler and M/ileven scenes, we can infer that:

When El kisses Mike at the end of season 3, it isn't meant to be taken at face-value. There's something atypical about their relationship, and it's the fact that despite saying the words, it doesn't change the fact that neither of them are in love with each other, not romantically, even if they think they should be.

When Will tells Mike he rolled a seven and lost the battle in the first episode of season 1, it's more than just Will being a good friend. There's a deeper connection- something atypical compared to Will's relationships with his other friends, because this is Will being in love with Mike before he even understood what those feelings meant.

During their fight at Rink O Mania in season 4, they're not just arguing about Will being dishonest or Mike not staying in touch. There's something deeper under the surface that they're dancing around, unaddressed feelings on both ends, something more atypical than just two friends who drifted apart. At the root of their frustration is the fact that they both believe the other doesn't feel the same.

Mike said it himself- when he and El argue over the fact that he can't say "I love you" to her, this was a fight they can't come back from. Because it's been made clear to them that their relationship isn't romantic anymore, it's atypical in the sense that they realize this whole thing between them has just been a heteronormative charade they were pressured into, rather than something they really wanted or needed.

When Will delivers his veiled love confession in the back of the van in season 4, we're led to believe that this is him ripping off the bandaid, because Mike is supposedly happiest with El and he'll never see Will the way Will sees him. But this interpretation is incorrect, because there's something very very atypical about the way Mike stares longingly into Will's eyes, completely mesmerized, in a way that he's never looked at his own girlfriend despite allegedly being so in love with her. Mike is in love, but there's no denying anymore that the love he feels is for Will, not El.

Of course, none of these interpretations of these scenes are new or anything. But the fact that we now have solid proof that all of them are actually intentionally connected? They all share linked music and follow the same pattern?? That, I think, is revolutionary.

But of course we're not done yet.

Because as lengthy as it is, this isn't a finished analysis. Now, if you've made it this far into my mad and delusional (yet strongly supported by evidence) rantings and ravings, you're probably just as excited about this breakthrough as I am. So if you're thinking about exploring the theory yourself, I have a few suggestions on where to start, because there's a good number of things that I haven't fully looked into yet! Most notably, there are several tracks that sound like they almost fit with the ones I already identified as being part of soundtrackgate, or they have similar vibes, but just aren't similar enough to make it into the list. Some of them I've tried to mix with The First Lie, Kids, etc, but came up empty-handed. There songs are:

Journalistic Instinct

Boys and Girls

Feel Safe

First Kiss

Presumptuous

My BOOBS Hurt

A Kiss

I wouldn't remember me either

Eight Fifteen

Walkin in Hawkins (i really really really hate this song for no justifiable reason please don't make me listen to it any more than I had to this is my one exception)

This Isn't You

Blank Makes You Crazy

Weirdly enough, out of these twelve, there are exactly three tracks from each season. Does that mean anything? No clue. Odd, though.

For all you eightfifteengate truthers, I tried really, really hard to mix the track Eight Fifteen with any of the established songs... but all I got was a pretty resounding muddy mess of a failure. Which sucks, because it sounds like it should work! Unfortunately, I don't think Eight Fifteen is part of soundtrackgate. However! I did notice that it sounds very very similar to the track Presumptuous, which is interesting. Here's the best I got, for what it's worth:

If you want to take another look at these songs and try to prove me wrong, please do!! Maybe there's a pattern within them that I didn't catch. And if you ask, I'll be happy to try my hand at combining any tracks you think would work together!

Other than that, there are a few interesting little details I noticed while perusing the OST. Maybe they mean something, maybe they don't, but I thought they were worth mentioning! Feel free to investigate if any of these pique your interest:

Like I mentioned earlier, Eight Fifteen and Presumptuous both contain the same melody

Blank Makes You Crazy and I Need You to Trust Me are both songs tied to scenes where we see evidence of the stained relationship between Mike and El, and they’re both in the same key; F Major

Not Kids Anymore plays during the Byler rain fight in s3, AND when Dustin and Mike refuse to go to Lucas’ game in s4

As far as I can tell, the song Destroying The Castle only plays one time other than when Will takes a bat to Castle Byers- it also plays in S4E9 when Hopper is about to use himself as bait for the demodogs, but assures Joyce that he’ll be alright 

On The Bus almost definitely does not match with any of the other songs, but I feel like this particular track is important and worth looking into regardless, so I’m mentioning it here.

You’re The Heart does not sound similar, mix well with, or parallel Being Different, let alone ANY of the established soundtrackgate songs. I just don’t hear it, sorry.

Eulogy and Letter to Willy sound very very similar

Journalistic Instinct and Boys and Girls sound very very similar

Still Pretty, the song that plays in season 1 when Mike reassures El that she looks pretty without the wig, also plays in season 4 while they talk in the pizza shop, right before they get interrupted by Argyle.

Okay. I think that covers it, for now. Thank you so much for reading, seriously, I poured my soul into this so it means a lot!!! I hope it all made enough sense. MASSIVE shoutout to what-song.com for its list of all the songs that appear in each ST episode, in order, complete with listing what minute each song appears in, providing a 30-second sample of each song, and a description of the scene that occurs during it. It SAVED MY LIFE no joke. Also big shoutout to bilibili.tv, my platform of choice for sailing the seven seas of content of questionable legality; I used it liberally to pull up all the scenes I had to analyze lol

[ssweeterthanfiction]

The grammys; 1978

Billy had seen her on the carpet earlier, and she looked stunning. Wearing a sparkling light purple maxi dress with a matching shawl in a darker purple shade draped over her shoulders, and her hair in an elegant updo, she outshined everyone on the carpet.

The papers had been calling her the “pop princess” and with her recent wind of fame, she was living up to her name. With her hit single, “Read Your Mind” hitting no. 1 on the billboard charts. She was finally getting everything she had worked for and deserved. And she really deserved it. After a tumultuous relationship with Billy Dunne, the frontman of Daisy Jones and The Six, she needed this.

Well, it wasn’t much of a relationship. He could hook up with as many girls as he wanted to, but she could never be with anyone but him because she was “his” girl. Between the girls, the drinking, the drugs, she finally had enough and disappeared from his life for 3 months.

And when she did come back, it was in the form of a radio station announcing her new album “Midnight’s Regrets.”

Billy was livid. She just disappeared, she never called, never left messages, she was just gone. And now she comes out with an album?

Bullshit.

What sucked most, the album was actually amazing. Debuting at number one, she was basking in the glory. And after the nominations for the grammy’s were announced…Billy wasn’t…happy to say the least. Sure, being nominated for record of the year was great and all, but he really wanted album of the year. But that honor would go to Midnight’s Regrets. As well as song of the year and best new artist. So while Billy’s band got 1 nomination, she got 3 nominations.

And now here they were, walking the red carpet. So close yet so far.

It was rumored that she was supposed to be performing, but she hadn’t confirmed anything to the media. But as the night went on, as everyone exited the carpet, they were seated, as groups and artists received their awards and gave acceptance speeches, Billy kept glancing back at her. They hadn’t spoken since she left him. Everytime he looked back at her, he was reminded about what he lost. He was reminded at how he would tell her she was replaceable, how she was like every other girl.

As the ceremony broke for commercials, Billy decided he was going to at least attempt to talk to her. But as he walked to her table, she was gone. After looking around for a few seconds, he decided to just go back to his table. There was some work going on the main stage but he payed no mind to it. But right as the ceremony went back on air, and once the host announced the next performer, that’s when Billy found out the rumors about her performance were true.

There she was, dancing, spinning and singing the lyrics to Read Your Mind on stage. The song was obviously about the so called “relationship” she had with Billy. With the mixture of her snarky lyrics and her attitude, she had the audience in the palm of her hand. And her outfit. Oh god her outfit. In a pink mini satin dress that had black lace trimmings as well as platform white gogo boots, she stole the show.

Billy could swear that she would look at him from the stage. And when she did, it was like she was singing the song directly at him. He couldn’t help but smirk as she stared him down as she hit her high note. Sure, she was singing about how he treated her badly, but after a “talk” with her after her performance, he was sure that her next album would be full of love songs, maybe even a song that featured the six.

check out the full billy fic here :)

(omg first time i have the confidence to write something and post it!! anyways ik it isn’t the best but i swear the next one will be better 🙏 anyways got super inspired by mrsnancywheeler and her little posts abt billy so yea :) live laugh love billy dunne)

[cryptiqish]

some quick thoughts on nerdy prudes must die

first off - this is 100% a return to form for starkid for me. tgwdlm was like. lighting in a bottle but i really, really am not a fan of black friday - so i dipped after that, and never really looked into nightmare time etc. as i'm not super into the hatchetfield eldritch lore stuff - honestly, i figured i was aging out of it. THAT SAID. holy shit. npmd is brilliant

every single goddamn song is a banger. every one. it's so rare for me to like everything at least to a little bit, but when i can interchange my entire top 5 you know it's brilliant. high school is killing me, nerdy prudes must die, dirty girl, hatchet town...all top tier starkid in general. up there w tgwdlm

angela giarratana and will branner steal this entire show. absolutely insane stuff from both of them. will in particular...oh man. it's his show and you just KNOW it

oh shit!!! oh fuck!!!! i didnt think thered be a skele'uhn here... im so fucking scared of skele'uhnz!!!

it's FUNNY

i <3 the weird anime nerd kid. rip king

jon's vocals and just. general range in this is amazing to see from tgwdlm

 i will say i wish this maintained the more straight slasher vibe of the first act all the way through but that’s just personal preference since i'm less into the overarching eldritch lore stuff as mentioned. with that in mind though, i didn't find the lords in black stuff as jarring as i thought i would (and the summoning's a banger) - so it works narratively. i think at the end of the day i prefer my standalone shows - not everything needs to be an extended universe - so i was pleasantly surprised at how relatively well this could function as its own thing.

following that - i think this is the closest starkid's gotten to like, off-broadway quality - with plot modifications i could 100% see it making the jump. the production quality - of both the musical itself and the proshot, is amazing - everything pops, it's incredibly polished and just looks brilliant (again, such a step up from BF.)

shoutout to the costume design in particular. top tier work again. ghost max looked crazy good.

for something that in actuality didn't get a lot of focus...can’t stop thinking about how the whole max jagerman grace chastity dynamic is like the absolute HARDEST thing to randomly come out of starkid. the implicit themes had absolutely no right to go that hard!!!! it’s a silly horror comedy!

devout repressed christian and a boy that thinks he’s god. and then she deals with the first sign of sexual attraction to him by killing him??

and then his ghost comes back for vengeance, viewing it as divine justice - and then she ends the musical enacting her own vengeful divine justice?? straight up with modified reprise of his song?? they’re one and the same?? the prayer motif???

“will you pray for me / when i’m gone / or is this the eternal dark without a dawn” and “who will pray for you / when your body’s gone” is like the rawest motif of all time and it’s in the same musical that has an ten minute long barbecue joke sequence unrelated to the plot

nothing sexier than the motif of killing god and god killing you, in general. i do think i loved this one because it played with a lot of my fave tropes and themes of horror - high school slasher, archetypes, coming back wrong, religion, all that

"the big game" kept cracking me up it's so dumb and yet

anyway this whole thing just felt like we've unlocked...i dunno, a new level of starkid?? i was blown away and i'm sure for those more invested in hatchetfield beyond tgwdlm it hit even more, but it's left me so excited to see what's next from them for the first time in years.

[verladyweek]

DAY SEVEN: All things end, Dante. Even Verlady Week.

Verlady Nation, I am so happy to be a part of you and to have been a small part of this amazing event week. While the day is not quite over yet, it's getting late in my part of the world, and I want to take the opportunity to say a few things before we all give ourselves and each other a well-deserved pat on the back and say farewell to Verlady Week 2024.

First of all: Thank. You. To all of you. To each and everyone who left a like, shared a post, saw a post and forwarded it to their one (1) friend who they thought could maybe get a kick out of it. Thank you to everyone who has taken the time out of their day to hop over to AO3 and leave a kudos or even a comment on one of the (so far) EIGHTEEN! (pardon my excitement, but that number necessitates all-caps) wonderfully intriguing short stories that have been created for this week - and I know that there are still some stories in the works that are not quite done editing yet. To put this number into perspective, there are - as of the moment of me writing this post - 131 stories in the Lady/Vergil tag on AO3. Which means that almost 14% of all VL stories on AO3 were created in the span of this event week.

Like. You guys. Are beasts. And I say that with awe and adoration.

Thank you to everyone who shared a song - I made a Spotify playlist out of the suggestions and will share it in the masterpost I will compile sometime in the next week.

Thank you for sharing your headcanons and your personal thoughts regarding the intricacies of how you view Verlady's dynamic.

Thank you for all the funny memes! For the photo manipulations! For the renders! Thank you for sharing how Verlady has influenced your real life in small ways, like tiny heart/cheeks on your fingernail.

And I know that was already a very long section of "first of all", but I just wanted to add one last thing:

Thank you so much for every single person who has started a project inspired by this event, regardless of whether you actually finished and shared it or not! All I ever hoped for, was that people would find ways to enjoy this ship and maybe even engage with each other, and I am so happy to say that you have literally made my whole week, I am completely blown away by all of your hard work and the love and support you show each other.

You can still share any works you have not finished yet, a week from now, a month from now, a year from now, it doesn't matter, I got you. Just yell at me give me a ping and I'll reblog your post and add you to the masterlist!

If I have - for whatever reason - NOT reblogged a post you made for this event, please reach out to me! I am so sorry. I promise it was a genuine mistake on my part. I check the event tag regularly, but I might have missed a post or two by accident.

Now, second of all: some of you have already expressed that they would like to see this event return, and I absolutely 100% agree. Next Verlady Week will run from September 8th to September 14th 2025 - and if you happen to have the time or energy for a side hustle, there's always VXLENTINE'S DAY 2025 on February 14th.

Before I go into more detail about the latter, I want to talk about the former for just one more second: I will post a link to a Google form sometime next week, allowing you to anonymously suggest prompts that you'd like to explore or see others explore for Verlady Week 2025. I actually have this huge mountain of unused prompts leftover from brainstorming this year's event, but if any of you have any unfinished WIPs and you think that "oh well, maybe participating in next year's event is that final push of Motivation(TM) I need to finally finish this", then please, toss a fitting suggestion my way and I will do my best to include it. Or if there is any concept you've always wanted to explore with Vergil and Lady, just yell at me over on Google Forms, or in my DMs (@verladyweek or @kintsugicore) or just write a frenzied post here on Tumblr one morning, explaining in excruciating detail how you are haunted by visions of Vergil accidentally becoming a stripper and Lady running into him on her friend's bachelorette party and I will probably nod in agreement and mutter "I bet that is all just one of Dante's elaborate ploys to do the And Now Kiss(TM) with them" and add something like Striptease to the prompt sheet.

There will not be any prompt voting because VXLENTINE'S taught me that there are certain limitations to how well I can restructure my RL to allow me pockets of time to organize forms and polls and put together necessary graphics, etc. But as of now, I don't think voting is necessary. Verlady nation is tiny, and if any of you want to suggest any prompts (would love ideas for any misc. prompts, tbh!), I think it will be easy to fit at least one suggested prompt per person into next year's prompt sheet!

Now. VXLENTINE'S! I am so so sorry that I didn't manage to put together a poll or a prompt post yet. To simplify the process of choosing the next prompt, I have decided to show you the suggestions I received and explain which suggestion I chose to use and why.

Now, different first meeting is the one person who left empty-handed, but I have decided to carry that prompt over to Verlady Week 2025 instead (so, there's your first prompt, ha!)

VXLENTINE'S DAY 2025 will have the prompt "Sweet Surprise" because I felt it checked the most boxes for prompts suggested. It can be made to fit for a gift, but also for a blind date or first date or any of the other things person #2 suggested, really. Technically, depending on how you envision that Different First Meeting, it could probably work for that one, too.

I will make a proper announcement post for next year's VXLENTINE'S DAY when the dust has settled for a bit and we've all had time to read through everyone's wonderful contributions to Verlady Week and the stress we may have experienced the past few days no longer feels as draining. (And again, you were all so amazing! You did so well! You've put the D in Dedication.)

To close out this already very long post: Verlady Nation is probably among the tiniest little fringe existences in this fandom. It was so nice to be a little louder than we usually are. Thank you again, so much. I hope to see you again in February, and maybe September 2025!

Godspeed and keep on shipping!

[sooinbloom]

Hi there! I really love your work! Thank you for working so hard to create an amazing fanfic for us 🫶🏻. I have a request for you. Since I'm a typical person who finds comfort in angst stories, could you please write an angst story about Kyungsoo based on his song 'The View'? Thank you very much!

Answer: when I got this request I literally SCREAMED. Thank you @sooadorable for the request! I have been writing a series and wondered how I could introduce it, and this is the best way because it lines up with the story perfectly! I hope you enjoy this, thank you so much for the request and all of your support! Dividers by @saradika-graphics

The View

genre: angst, drama, Kyungsoo!AU, EXO!AU, romance

word count: 2,011

theme: marriage in trouble, lovers to enemies, separation, impending divorce, broken heart

warnings: use of alcohol, cursing, mentions of self harm, implied smut, sad kyungsoo, depressed kyungsoo

summary: Kyungsoo is separated from his wife and finds comfort in a bottle of Tennessee Whiskey and old home movies as he tries to figure out what to do with the divorce papers he was served. Based off of his song, “The View”.

I stare out into the vast open sky from my living room floor, the sunset paints beautiful colors that canvas the atmosphere above the rolling waves of the Pacific Ocean. I can get lost in moments like this, the times where my head is completely clear and I take in everything around me.

Slowly, effortlessly, the yellows become the golden flecks in her gorgeous eyes. The wind is her touch, soft and sends chills down my spine. The reds are her lips when she gets ready for date nights, putting on lipstick just for me. Even though she didn’t need it, she looked so spectacular in that shade of red. The waves are the promises we made, consistently rolling back to me to remind me that I failed to keep so many. Being here in this kind of scene just isn’t the same without her.

I watched my wife, Mila, walk out of the door and never turn back due to my own stupidity. I haven’t slept well since she left. I haven’t been able to eat on some days. Nothing in my life feels right anymore.

Our vacation home in Malibu looks out onto the shore, for the times we needed to get away from it all and spend time together. Tonight is my last night here before I have to fly back to New York to finish my album and I wish I could stay here longer. It’s the closest thing that I have to being with her.

Everywhere I turn, there’s pieces of Mila in every single thing. She’s in the clouds, the wind, the moon that grows brighter and brighter by the second. The last six months have been hell without her.

Watching old videos of us together has to be a form of self harm, but this is the only way I can see her smile. My eyes are glued to the screen as memories play out from different points in our relationship. From moving in to our first apartment together after we got married. From traveling to Korea to see my family. Waking up in Spain on our European tour together to staying up late in the studio to our honeymoon. I’ve replayed the honeymoon videos over and over, mesmerized as the events play out on screen. We were so young, Mila was 20 and I was 22. I need to be honest with myself, it wasn’t a honeymoon… It was our elopement at Mila’s grandparent’s ranch in Mexico. We stayed in the guest house on the ranch, and it was the happiest we’d ever been.

"Come here." My voice whines from the TV.

"No! Why are you recording us? It’s so weird!" Mila giggles. I grab the phone and the focus is Mila sitting with her leg tucked under her with cheeks tinted pink.

"Look at you, Angel." I breathe, calling her by her nickname. “You’re so gorgeous and you just woke up.”

“Soo!” Mila blushes. She tries to cover her face but I won’t let her.

“Don’t hide your gorgeous face from me.”

The engagement ring and wedding band on her left hand glimmers on screen. The rays of morning light filter into the room and it can’t even compare to her smile. She didn’t need to try at all, she just naturally glowed. I love it when she’s this way, no makeup, hair down and only wearing my t shirt.

I pull Mila by her waist into the frame and kiss her, my arm protectively still around her. I tease her by tracing her lips with mine and smile between kisses, placing her into my lap. I lean and prop the phone on the bedside table and we're in full view on the bed. Mila’s hands run through my hair, something she did when we’d be intimate like this. Her smile fades as she wraps her arms around my neck.

“Soo… I’m worried. I’m scared that us running off and getting married is going to make things worse with my father and brother.” Mila expresses. I press my forehead against hers, holding her tight in my arms.

"Listen to me. No matter what happens, my heart is yours. Angel, we’re married. Nothing can separate us. Not Sungho, not Chanyeol, no one. I know that we both took a risk when we didn’t tell Chanyeol that we were just dating. He’s your brother and my best friend. I can’t imagine how hard it was for you to keep that from your brother. You’re everything to me, my best friend, my life. All I care about is that you’re happy with this decision. They’ll come around, we just have to give it time.” I say lowly.

Mila nods her head, her hands glide down my shoulder to my forearms.

“I hope Chanyeol will come around, him and I are close and I never expected he’d react in the way he did. With my father… He may take longer but it’ll be okay. I’m beyond happy. This feels so right, yeobo.” Mila smiles again, and it’s a personal victory that she’s glowing again. “I just… Don’t know how I feel about you filming us in bed. It’s kind of…”

“Jagiya, stop. This is for our memories. This is our honeymoon. I had to document just how gorgeous you are when you wake up in the morning. You make the world around you envious.” I whisper, caressing her face.

"This is like a dream. I don’t want to go back to reality.” Our eye contact is strong, it never deviates from one another. I run my fingers through her hair and cup her face in my hands.

We fall into a deep kiss, molding ourselves to each other. We break slowly and a fire is ablaze in her eyes, full of want. She pushes me down onto the bed, I roll over until I’m on top of her.

“Look at me, Angel.” I straighten her gaze back to me by guiding her jaw back to face me. I lean down and kiss her velvety soft lips, my hand slides down to her throat. Her soft whimpers fill the room as my lips roam her jaw and down her neck. I stop at her shoulder and smirk into the camera.

“Mila, you’ll never forget this.” I say into the camera and nip her collarbone. She shrieks and holds onto me tighter. Before we go further, Mila grabs the phone and laughs.

“Nice try, Mr. Doh.”

We laugh and she cuddles into me, stopping the recording. I turn the TV off. Seeing my wife smile like that is something I haven’t seen in a long time. Tears threaten my eyes as the moon glows brighter. I can’t even remember when I started drinking or how I got halfway done with my bottle of Tennessee Whiskey. Now there’s nothing left but reminders that she’s not mine anymore. I shouldn’t have been working so much, prioritizing everything else over her, or even worse… I shouldn’t have been such a jealous monster. Being young and stupid, I’d bubble over with jealousy if a man just as much as gazed at her.

To be fair, Mila is a beautiful woman inside and out. She’s so selfless, humble and never afraid to be herself. Mila is known around the world for her music, to say she’s talented is an understatement. Watching her onstage is like a dream, she bursts to life when she performs. The entire world gets to see the woman that I am so proud to call her my wife.

Her physical beauty is just a bonus. Her sun kissed skin seems to glow, her plump lips framed her adorable smile perfectly, I could lose myself in her gorgeous eyes if I could. Her body is a gift from God, effortless curves that would hypnotize me the moment she’d walk into a room. She came right out of my dreams, everything about her is perfect.

It was never a secret that men pined over her and how gorgeous she is. I never checked my jealousy, something she never deserved.

I was certain every man she came across fantasized about her and wanted her the way I wanted her. I was so certain that it made me crazy. It was so bad that we started to fight all of the time and she finally had enough.

I open the sliding glass door to listen to the waves. The warmth from the whiskey offsets the cold night air, I wait for Mila’s arms to hug me into her embrace and when it doesn’t come, my heart splinters. I handled winter and spring without her, but summer reminded me how much worse it is that we’re separated. How she takes shape in the view.

“Mila… I miss you…” I whisper into the night air. The stars and moon start to sway and my vision clouds over. I rub my temples and turn my back to the ocean, glancing over at the divorce papers on the counter. I wrecked my brain relentlessly over what made Mila want a divorce. I didn’t cheat on her, I didn’t ever lay a hand on her and I didn’t lie to her or kept anything from her.

We could work on our problems easily, if she’d just allow it. Our last fight was the worst one, I can’t even remember what words were exchanged but that didn’t matter. What haunted me was that I made her cry. Something I swore I’d never do. I wanted to fix it and Mila wanted nothing to do with me.

Divorce papers.

This is not how I expected our relationship to end. I didn’t want it to end at all. I have to prove it to her that I’m going to change… Once the room stops spinning…

I stumble back and collapse onto the couch, closing my eyes to continue the memory the week we spent together on the ranch when we got married. Mila and I were in bed, cuddled up during one of our late nights. Mila’s fingers dance across my chest, her eyes heavy with fatigue.

“Promise me something, Soo.” She whispers.

“Yes, Angel?”

“Promise me that no matter what happens, we’ll never give up. We’ll never separate. Even if times get difficult, I don’t want to give up.” Mila pleads with her eyes.

“I promise you, Mila. I’ll never give up on you or us. If we somehow get lost or strained… We’ll fix it. I’ll fight for you until the very end, that’s my promise to you.” I reply, kissing her forehead.

“I’ll fight for you too. I’ll fight for us. This is different… Marriage is so different from just dating. You and I are in this together for life. I know I’m stubborn. I know I’m difficult to deal with, I’ll do better.” Mila smirks. I laugh and pin her under me, my forearms are on either side of her head.

“Your attitude is very easy to deal with. You’re a brat sometimes but it’s nothing I can’t handle.” I laugh, kissing her slowly. “But you’re mine, whether you like it or not.”

“I love it. I love you.” Mila smiles. “Our promise is sealed with a kiss, isn’t it?”

I kiss her mouth and cheeks, nodding. “Of course it is, Angel.”

The memory fades from my head. Everything she said that night resounds in my head. I can’t sit her and feel sorry for myself and drink myself to death anymore. She made me promise her that I’d fight for her, and that we’d never separate. It’s my fault she pushed away, it’s my fault she doesn’t want to be near me. I have to fight for her, I have to keep my promise.

The first thing I decided to do is not sign the papers. If Mila wants a fight, that’s what she’s going to get. I can’t take her just being a memory that I can see in the world around me. She has to see that she is my world. She’s my view.