#but this is the most beautiful conan movie ever

[norrizzandpia]

What We Could’ve Been and What We Are Now: The Masterlist (LN4 x Reader)

Summary: Jon’s daughter and childhood best friends, Y/n and Lando share a special type of love. A love that has always made them prioritize each other, show up no matter what when the other needed them. A love that turned romantic so incredibly, strikingly fast. When their friendship finally addresses that shared feeling and labels are thrown around, their connection takes a turn. Arguments, trust issues, and petty insults make up their young love and it’s not what either of them expected. A turning point, a stupid mistake, brings out an inevitable end and the two are left to stand in the midst of a destroyed relationship, a friendship that is no longer salvageable. However, young people make stupid mistakes that they later grow from and what happens when years later numbers are unblocked, words are shared again, and the love they shared burns once more? Warnings, an author’s note, chapter links and summaries, and a playlist below the cut!

Warnings: language, smut in later chapters (that will be specified on specific chapters), cheating

Note: please don’t be turned away by the cheating warning 🙏🏻 trust me when i tell you it all works out in the end in a way that does not have Y/n looking like she has no self worth

Chapter Links:

The Youngest Love (Chapter One)

A backstory to the beginning of a love story.

A Beautiful Start (Chapter Two)

Ever since their first official date, Y/n and Lando fall into the honeymoon phase.

Why Can’t You See It My Way?! (Chapter Three)

Arguments and bickering turn what once was into something messy and painful.

A Stupid Mistake (Chapter Four)

In the wake of their fight, Lando wakes up to someone who is not his Y/n.

If You Don’t Tell Her, I Will (Chapter Five)

Something that started out with the purest of intentions ends with the most dirty confession.

Please, I’m Sorry (Chapter Six)

Lando tries and tries to contact Y/n after their fallout. However, with a blocked contact and an angry Jon, he can only do so much.

Reconciling (Chapter Seven)

When he can’t reach Y/n, Lando goes to apologize to his second father.

Years Later (Chapter Eight)

His first race win is not the only reason why Lando is having the best day of his life.

Stay Up With Me? (Chapter Nine)

Picking up where they left off has never seemed so easy yet Y/n can’t get rid of the nagging fear of what could be repeated.

Listen To Me (Chapter Ten)

At the risk of another fallout, Lando works to stop from losing what he so foolishly lost before.

The Playlist:

1. The Grudge by Olivia Rodrigo

2. Logical by Olivia Rodrigo

3. Making the Bed by Olivia Rodrigo

4. Lacy by Olivia Rodrigo

5. Take It All by Adele

6. Tolerate It by Taylor Swift

7. Right Where You Left Me by Taylor Swift

8. Hurt Me Once by Ben Platt

9. Illicit Affairs by Taylor Swift

10. Keep That To Yourself (voice memo) by Tristan

11. I Miss You, I’m Sorry by Gracie Abrams

12. Ceilings by Lizzy McAlpine

13. Movies by Conan Gray

14. Cardigan by Taylor Swift

15. Your Needs, My Needs by Noah Kahan

16. Betty by Taylor Swift

17. TV by Billie Ellish

18. Footnote by Conan Gray

19. Fine Line by Harry Styles

20. August by Taylor Swift

21. The 1 by Taylor Swift

22. Special by SZA

23. Marjorie by Taylor Swift

24. Decode by Sabrina Carpenter

25. Champagne Problems by Taylor Swift

26. Strawberry Wine by Noah Kahan

27. All My Love by Noah Kahan

28. Talk by Hozier

[random-twst-things]

Twst housewarderns as romantic quotes I found

Characters include: Riddle, Leona, Azul, Kalim, Vil, Idia, and our beautiful malleus

Tw: Tooth rotting fluff (?)

Authors note: These love poems and quotes can vary from TV shows, movies, or just poems written by poem writers.

Ngl, I was blushing while finding one for him, 🧍🏽‍♀️

I feel like he really tries to be romantic for you

And he just wants you to know that he really does love you

"You are my heart, my life, my one and only thought."

-Arthur Conan Doyle, The White Company

He can be a real romantic if he really wants to be

"I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once."

-John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

But, if he isn't trying to be REAL cheesy (his words not mine), I think he may say this instead?

"I love you. You annoy me more than I ever thought possible. But I want to spend every irritating minute with you."

-Unknown

*inhales* This man right here is gonna show you how much he loves you (which is A LOT)

“and if the devil was to ever see you, he’d kiss your eyes and repent.”

-Farouq Jwaydeh

I feel like he could relate to this poem because deep down, he knows he isn't the best man or person

This guy is so sweet omg

He just IDK!?

This is definitely his family he's referring to when he says "They" saw YOU

"I hadn't told them about you,

But they saw you bathing in my eyes.

I hadn't told them about you,

But they saw you in my written words.

The perfume of love cannot be concealed."

- Nizar Qabbani

This beautiful man will tell you a beautiful poem

I have two types of poems, which I think he would say to you

"I'll be loving you, always woth a love that that's true"

- Patsy Cline, Always

Or maybe

"I wasn't expecting you. I didn't think that we would end up together. The single most extraordinary thing I've ever done with my life is fall in love with you. I've never been seen so completely, loved so passionately, and protected so fiercely. "

- Beth Pearson

Yeah, he isn't gonna say this poem in person

He'll probably send it through text or smth

Still love him tho

"I'm scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I'm with you"

- Baby, Dirty Dancing

*sighs dreamily* Malleus

I just KAHSKAJAJAJS

they asked, "Do you love her to death?"

I said, "speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life"

- Mahmoud Darwish

This poem is him and he is this poem

You can't convince otherwise

[mqstermindswift]

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

✰ nicky ✰ she/her ✰ minor ✰ lover of music & t.s. ✰

↳˗ˏˋbasic infoˊˎ˗ ↴

⇢ ˗ˏˋ my spotify acc

⇢ ˗ˏˋ nicky's sleepover

⇢ ˗ˏˋ nicky's new year's day event

⇢ ˗ˏˋ nicky's cruel summer event

⇢ ˗ˏˋ my pet

⇢ ˗ˏˋ she/her

⇢ ˗ˏˋ minor [bday on december 4] [no creeps please <3]

⇢ ˗ˏˋ greek

⇢ ˗ˏˋ timezone: EET;UTC +02:00

⇢ ˗ˏˋ sagittarius

⇢ ˗ˏˋ professional over-thinker and girl-blogger

⇢ ˗ˏˋ introvert but will never shut up if I'm comfy w/ you

⇢ ˗ˏˋ procrastinator

⇢ ˗ˏˋ the most delusional person ever[I blame love and tumblr for this]

⇢ ˗ˏˋ lover of Christmas and Halloween

⇢ ˗ˏˋ loves a good horror movie but is also a scaredy cat

⇢ ˗ˏˋ if we're mutuals, we're practically best friends[you just don't know it yet]

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

⇢ ˗ˏˋartists:

taylor swift,tate mcrae,katherine li,girli,gayle,ariana grande,bailey spinn,gracie abrams,selena gomez,olivia rodrigo,melanie martinez,jordi,zolita,arctic monkeys,hey violet,sza,sabrina carpenter ,sara kays,emeline,girl in red,maisie peters,hailee steinfield,harry styles,conan gray,billie eilish

⇢ ˗ˏˋ films

movies:barbie,mean girls,little women,the princess diaries,home alone,scream,saw,harry potter,cinderella story and many other movies

shows:the summer I turned pretty,the watcher,miraculous ladybug,nickelodeon's teen shows,mcu series and many more

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

⇢ ˗ˏˋ besties

@skeelly (my croissant <3)

@ur-lil-flo (flo)

@oh-whale13 (Anna <3)

@urgirlnextdoorr (effie <3)

@regisdvmb (reg <3)

@moonlightt444 (mare <3)

@firebrand-witch (val <3)

@iwrote4poem (ste <3)

@what-about-wendy (belle <3)

@chiara-swiftiedreamer13 (chiara)

@bejeweled-13 (victoria <3)

@a-beautiful-fool (lou <3)

@wordsarelife (lizzy<3)

@the0nlyallison (allison <3)

@reminiscentreader (jas <3)

@nqds (nads <3)

@urbanflorals (ems <3)

@gracedepp (alina <3)

@foaming-sea (deep <3)

@stop-ur-losing-me (kellie <3)

@isitovrnow (jas <3)

@hiyyihbae (Alex <3)(rl friend)

@deprivedofbraincellsandsleep (zia <3)

@baboland (aria <3)

@sureallavnder (Alex <3)

@doyoujustnotwantto (mihane <3)

@a-wondering-thought (sam <3)

@icantkeepmyplantsalive (Liz <3)

@never-enough-novels (avi <3)

@kozumesphone (skye <3)

@breathed-in-the-smoke(astro<3)

ps.i love all of my moots but I'm *a bit* closer with these people

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

⇢ ˗ˏˋ a/n

this is inspired by @oohhthehorror [ I love you sm]

I'm here if any of you ever need to rant or vent to someone

most likely will reply to texts rlly fast

not rlly gonna be reblogging picrew chains or similar things that take a long time to do 'cause I'm a bit unmotivated and I don't have much time[I'm so sorryyy]

thank you for reading his intro post,have a good day/night!! <3

⇢ ˗ˏˋ dni: homophobes,racists,sexists,transphobes and all the creeps

bye bye <3

[iseos]

: IN LOVE WITH A FANTASY

wc. 735 archive. pairing. yang jungwon x fm!r synopsis. heavy is the heart of an unrequited love genre. angst now playing. movies by conan gray

THE MOST ENDURING FRIENDSHIPS BEGAN as an unspoken love story; that's what y/n always believed growing up.

she met jungwon when they were kids; growing up in the same neighborhood, sharing secrets, dreams, and countless adventures.

as they ventured through life together, y/n's platonic love for her best friend jungwon silently evolved into something deeper, something she dared not to speak aloud.

the two had always been inseparable. they were that rare kind of friendship that could weather any storm; one that people would be envious of, one where people were sure that they were bound to fall in love with each other eventually. yet, y/n knew that only she held feelings that transcended the bounds of friendship.

jungwon was a kind, genuine person, the kind of friend who would drop everything to help y/n when she needed it; the one who stayed up late into the night, offering comfort during her darkest moments. and she was the same for him through every heartbreak, success, and life's trials.

throughout the years that they spent at each other's side, y/n couldn't help but hold on to hope.

despite the beautifully tangled web of shared memories they had, she couldn't help but secretly yearn for something more. but instead, she learned to bury her feelings deep inside herself, believing that confessing her love would risk their beautiful friendship.

y/n's unspoken love was her secret world; a world where jungwon felt just as passionately for her as she did for him. she often wished that he would be the one to make the first move, to bridge the gap between her secret world and reality, but it never happened.

jungwon's world seemed to orbit around everyone else but y/n. there were short-lived romances, heartbreaks, and whirlwind flings, but none of them were ever y/n. she watched as he searched for love in others, always hoping that one day he would finally find it in her.

one winter afternoon, as the snow blanketed the city, y/n and jungwon found themselves once again walking home from school together through the quiet, snow-covered streets. the world was painted in shades of white, and the silence seemed to amplify the unspoken emotions that coursed through y/n's heart.

they stopped by a small cafe, the warmth of the cozy interior a stark contrast to the freezing temperatures outside. they settled into a corner table, sipping hot chocolate while warming their bodies and sharing stories, just like they did every winter.

it was an ordinary moment, but for y/n, it began to fill her with an unbearable ache, an ache that she had carried in her heart for far too long.

when they left the cafe, the snow continued to fall, creating a hushed, ethereal world around them. jungwon smiled at her, a typically familiar and comforting gesture, but it felt like a bittersweet reminder of everything she could never have.

their walk came to an end as they stood in front of y/n's house. jungwon hugged her tightly, his warmth seeping through the layers of clothing and into her soul. y/n clung to the moment, secretly hoping for something more, but it remained just that—a fleeting, beautiful moment. she watched him walk away into the snow-covered afternoon, her heart heavy with unspoken words and unrequited love.

y/n couldn't hold the weight of her love anymore. overcome by her feelings for her best friend, she allowed everything she felt for him to come out. however, her words never reached him. they were swallowed by the dense falling snow and swept away by the biting wind.

so jungwon continued to walk home, unaware of her confession.

as the long weeks passed by, eventually, y/n found herself grappling with her ever-present feelings and unsuccessful confession. she couldn't change her heart, nor could she change jungwon's. she had to accept that maybe their friendship was beautiful in its own right, even if it didn't evolve into the love story she had always imagined and desperately hoped for.

and so, y/n continued to be jungwon's confidant, the keeper of his secrets, and the friend he could always count on. she watched him love and lose, and she was always there to pick up the pieces. she couldn't have his heart, but he would always, unknowingly, have hers.

“in my head, we kiss under the stars but we know that’s not what were doing”

© iseos

[starsandmarsbars]

i n t r o d u c t i o n p o s t

hello to all my girls, gays and theys, (and of course everyone in between) i have finally made an intro post!

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you can call me eden, or any nicknames :)

my pronouns are they/them :DDD

july cancer <333

im a minor so no weird stuff please

complete 100% aussie

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my amazing, beautiful mutuals <333

@discoveredreality AWESOME BEAUTIFUL AMAZING SO NICE!!! i love her so so much, she is so kind and amazing <3

@regulus-cannot-swim THE MOST AMAZING PERSON ON PLANET EARTH I LOVE HIM!!!!! he was my first ever online friend, he is just so, so, SO amazing!!!!

@bowiebrokenbystardust the amazingest person ever, shes my other half, we like so many of the same things :)))

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my absolutely crazy music taste :)

the king of music, Conan Lee Gray!!! i have loved him forever, and will love him forever (you should too)

Chappell Roan, the amazing lesbian queen

Olivia Rodrigo, conitas bestie and an awesome singer

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and a few others i love…

masie peters, taylor swift, sabrina carpenter, troye sivan, girl in red, reneé rapp, måneskin, the crane wives, florence + the machine, billie eilish, lana del rey, david bowie, queen, lorde, hozier, mariana, kate bush, gracie abrams, phoebe bridgers, boygenius, melanie martinez

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧.*･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆

fun facts :)

im in a circus school

ive had three seperate teachers with the same birthday as me

im gayer than a pride flag

ive seen conan gray live!!!

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some of my interests include;

the marauders era, drarry, music, circus, writing, reading, studio ghibli movies, pottery, drawing, maximalist bedrooms, tapestries, plants, concerts

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧.*･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆

[ace-reviews]

SPRING 2024 ANIME RECOMMENDATIONS

The anime industry needs to chill the fuck out. Literally stop. This isn't your heart.

If you somehow have time left over after the 86,000 returning series this season, watch these new cartoons also.

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ZACK’S RECOMMENDATION #1: Kaiju No. 8

For the sake of full disclosure, I ended up dropping this manga after about a year when due to a number of reasons I had to play catch-up on a bunch of Jump and Jump+ titles. I ultimately decided cuts needed to be made and this was one of them, but I made that cut with the full knowledge that it would eventually get a kick-ass anime and I was right because I’m always right.

The anime looks better than I’d hoped and sounds better than I imagined. The background music sounds like something from a blockbuster movie, and I mean that as a compliment, considering that's basically what it is. Even if you’re not really into kaiju, this is still worth checking out. Unless you’re allergic to beautiful animation and/or poop jokes.

ZACK’S RECOMMENDATION #2: A SALAD BOWL FULL OF ECCENTRICS

This series became a lock for my recommendation this season (even over the train anime, which is very good and you should also watch) the moment I discovered it’s based on a light novel by the same guy who wrote Haganai and A Sister’s All You Need. I’ve never read any of the novels in question because I’m illiterate but I enjoy both of those anime very much (though I will admit that the latter is not for everyone). Haganai transed my gender and for that reason alone I will support Yomi Hirasaka (by watching and recommending anime adaptations of his books. Alas! if I could only read) ‘til my dying day.

This was a solid premier on its own merits, as well. The characters are fun and likeable, the jokes land pretty much every time (at the very least, I can’t immediately think of any that didn’t), and reverse isekai stories are still uncommon enough to be fun. There is the unfortunately ever-present concern that Our Hero will turn out to be a sex pest, but based on Hirasaka’s track record I’m not too worried about that. Really, more than Haganai or A Sister’s All You Need, the anime this premier kept making me think of the most was Hanamatsuri (side note: you should watch Hanamatsuri.)

Also, look at her. She’s reading Detective Conan. I’m reading Detective Conan. That’s so cool of both of us.

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CHARLIE’S RECOMMENDATION #1: Chillin’ in Another World with Level 2 Cheat Powers

Fairly standard fare for the cozy isekai sub-genre, but it’s a decent way to spend half an hour, if you don’t mind the harem aspects.

CHARLIE’S RECOMMENDATION #2: Grandpa and Grandma Turn Young Again

It was fine, I guess. Watched it because the premise seemed cute, and I wasn’t wrong. Felt like a short comic but animated, and the art was good. Really wish they didn’t have family members lusting after the grandparents, though.

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FEN’S RECOMMENDATION #1: Route of Odd Taxi

FEN’S RECOMMENDATIONS #2: Train to the End of the World & The Many Sides of Voice Actor Radio

[faru-itsok]

hi! and congratulations on having watched the new movie :) i'm curious, what are your top favorite dcmk movies and where would 27 rank?

HI! Thanks 🤗✨ and that is a difficult question 😅 hmm I will do a top 10!

So let's start!

1. Movie 27 “the million dollar pentagram”

Well after watching the movie it just moved right up the list, I just had to see Aoko there and it automatically became the best movie ever! Hahaha well it is a bit true, but the main reason is that the movie is entertaining, it had me giggling and shocked and then it had action and a bit of angst, it just worked so well I loved it!

2. Movie 19 “Sunflowers of inferno”

To be honest I would put these 3 movies as my seconds( 19, 26, 22), I really liked them so much, but I'm a huge Vincent van Gogh fan! I have been painting replicas of his works (not in an illegal way? Just painting for school projects, for me and gifts) since I was in middle school and when you combine my love for Kid and My love For art well… yeah it takes the cake 😅

3.Movie 22 “Zero the enforcer”

I had a hard time placing 22 and 26 i just find these are the best movies objectively speaking, they had a lot of action and are very quick movies, like there is always something happening and get your attention from start to finish, now 27 has that too and its why it jumped right above all XD. Now this one takes 3rd place because i just watch it more often, like when i travel or im bored and want to watch something exiting this is my go to movie along with movie 4 thats the only reason its above 26

4. Movie 26 “Black iron submarine”

As i said above this might as well be my second favorite as well, is a very well constructed movie, when I showed it to my family I actually said “this might be the best Conan movie in existence” to which my sister answered “because of Kaito Kid?” and when I said he didn't appear on it she actually felt curious enough to watch it and liked it. I really like the way things unfolded, had me focused the whole time and enjoyed it a lot.

5. Movie 4 “Captured in her eyes”

One of the best movies in my opinion! It has that quick peace that I like in movies and I just find it so beautiful!

6. Movie 14 “The lost ship in the sky”

This is other of my go to movies, it has that weird combination between action and humor that I love and I just loved the team work between Kaito and Conan

7. Movie 23 “The fist of the blue Sapphire”

It was a good movie! Don't get me wrong, I feel I should love it more, not that I don’t, is just it's not one of those movies I would seek to lift my spirits but the one I would watch to see just how cool Kid is and inspire me to write something😅

8. Movie 25 “The bride of Halloween”

I think the main reason this is even on the top 10 is because of Furuya Rei, I liked it a lot! Like most of the movies of DetCo but it lacked the sparkle? Idk I feel like I saw what was coming from the beginning but it was enjoyable. I loved the scenes of his past and Takagi acting like Matsuda 👌🏻✨

9. Movie 3 “The last wizard of the century”

It's just a classic you know? Like the whole story was entertaining, how Kid blew up a fucking power central just to find where the eggwas? the attempting murder on Kid, how he later saved Shinichi’s ass? It was glorious I really liked it but not as the ones up

10. Movie 20 “The darkest nightmare”

It's a great movie! I'm putting it down here because it made me love a character and then took it away from me so quickly that it makes me emotional when I watch it 😭😂✨

Wellp thats my top 10 is obviously based on my personal preferences and i tend to like the movies where Kid appears because it ads a bit to the comical area and the action (I have always loved movies with heists and thievery (not only kid and lupin the 3 ones)) so yep I hope you guys like this and i’ll be delighted to read your top 10 as well!

[person4924]

new about me

my name is sam !! thats basically all u need to know but theres (a lot) more under the cut!! i also have a strawpage that has some basic info (idrk how it works if im being honest tho)

last updated: august 5

i’m sapphic of some sort and ace

u can use any pronouns but they is usually the best !! (this is my pronouns page)

i’m neurodivergent of some sort (i don’t even know anymore)

a minor (don’t be weird)

my personality type is INFP-T

my theme will change like weekly prob bc i wanna change it with every new huperfxation i have!!

things i like (the things bolder r what i talk about the most)

harry potter (fuck jkr)

marvel

the marauders

boy meets world

it

osemanverse

paper girls

teen wolf

owl house

shameless

glee

stranger things

friends

andi mack

the last of us (i’ve only watched the show tho, but i know most of what happens in the games)

riordanverse

musicals

poetry

reading

cats

animals

fictional characters

music

movies

tv shows

art

writing

women

sitcoms

brooklyn nine nine

new girl

hamilton

grishaverse

stand up comedians

ocean animals (specifically sharks)

community

moths (and just kinda winged bugs in general)

greek mythology

dawsons creek

bojack horseman

halloween

the sky (like stars, the moon, the sunset, etc)

jelly fish

criminal minds

animals

ted lasso

scooby doo (the older movies from the 2000’s ish specifically but all of it too)

everything sucks!

the sun bearer trials

atypical

octonauts

spencer reid

bo burnham

dead boy detectives

will and grace

90’s movies

my fav movies are tick tick boom, my girl, dead poets society, breakfast club, the outsiders, hamilton, stand by me, cmbyn, lady bird, beautiful boy, luca, nimona, (500) days of summer, empire records, etc. i have a lot but this is just the first few i think of

musicals i like are hamilton, tick tick boom and the greatest showman

my fav taylor albums are folklore, evermore, reputation, 1989, ttpd and speak now but i love all of them really (please please ask me abt them omg)

my current hyper fixation is the marauders (more of a life-long obsession atp) and solangelo

i’m currently reading nothing !! i just cannot

my fav music people (i’m really just giving a short list of many): conan gray, cavetown, current joys, queen, rainbow kitten surprise, the front bottoms, harry styles, noah kahan, taylor swift, phoebe bridgers, the fray, coldplay, olivia rodrigo, billie eilish, boygenius, gracie abrams, sufjan stevens, maya hawke, the smiths, lucy dacus, julien baker, the smiths, sleeping at last, mitski, bo burnham, chappell roan, lorde, the revivalists, hozier, the head and the heart, mumford and sons, the revivalists, adrianne lender

i mostly post about whatever hyperfixation and/or character/person/ship has overtaken my brain, music and analysis things

i appreciate tone tags and i try to use them as much as possible

i’m always looking to talk to more people and i’m always bored (don’t be weird istg)

my fav books are any alice oseman book, the outsiders, the perks of being a wallflower, i fell in love with hope

child of athena (i think, idk how to actually figure it out)

i’m probably a reggie kin?? but it also changes with my varying mental state so i just say i’m marauders soup

biggest pandalily shipper you’ll find

i love love love making character analysis’ or song or movie or tv show or books or ships or whatever

i also write sometimes!! (i suck ass)

and i’m person4924 on ao3 but i can’t figure out how to link it

this is my spotify (my character playlists are my pride and joy and reason for living. i also have the best music taste you will ever encounter.)

this is my discord

this is my airbuds idk if anyone actually uses it but i thought it’d be fun to share music with mooties

please please please send me asks i have no hobbies and one friend and im always bored please please please (im on my hands and knees begging please please please (@iluvmultipleppl needs it to be known im only on my knees for them /j (they called me a whore and told me to fix it 😔)))

i have a tagging system!! idk how much ill remember to use it but yeah!! (its also new so only my new posts will have them) #sam shut the fuck up -> any original posts that don’t fit in any of the other tags #asks!!! -> asks #crazy? i was crazy once -> just any kinda longer fandom rants that i think are important sam sings :O -> lyric/music rants!!

[footprintsinthesxnd]

Song Prompt Asks

Hello everyone. I’ve been a little quiet on here for the last week because I’ve been away but I’m back and will definitely be more active again now. I thought this would be a fun idea to start off my writing again (although I have finally finished some of my wips while I was away)

Feel free to pick one of the music lyrics below and send me an ask (you can also choose a character too if you’d like or if not I can pick a character) send me an ask and I can either write a little headcanon, extract from a fic or write a little plot (and if you like it I can always turn it into a full fic) I can also do little moodboards based on these two if anyone is interested. Characters can be from Band of Brothers or the Pacific so whichever takes your fancy. You can also request one of my OC pairs if you have a favourite from one of them.

"When you are young they assume you know nothing" - Cardigan, Taylor Swift

"Secrets I have held in my heart" - I wanna be yours, Artic Monkeys

"Nothing ever lasts forever” - Everybody wants to rule the world, Tears for Fears

"Your beauty never ever scared me" - Mary on a cross, Ghost

"I will always love you" - Keep driving, Harry Styles

"If I was dying on my knees, you would be the one to rescue me" - Brother, Kodaline

"I want you for worse or for better" - How you get the girl, Taylor Swift

"I hate you for what you did and I miss you like a little kid" - Motion sickness, Phoebe Bridgers

"Haven't I given enough? Given enough?" - Gilded lily, Cults

“For all the ones who didn't make the night” - The Dying Light, Sam Fender

“You are the best thing that's ever been mine” - Mine, Taylor Swift

“She’s got you mesmerised, while I die” - Heather, Conan Gray

“I love you long after your gone” - Gone, Gone, Gone, Phillip Phillips

“I had all and then most of you, some and now none of you” - The night we met, Lord Huron

“And it feels like the end of a movie I’ve seen before” - Ceilings, Lizzy McAlpine

“Sir, I think he’s bleeding out” - Epiphany, Taylor Swift

“You're in the wind, I'm in the water. Nobody's son, nobody's daughter” - Chemtrails over the country club, Lana Del Ray

“I'm not quiet, you've been quiet, just receiving what you said” - Vampire Empire, Big Theif

“You can’t wake up, this is not a dream” - Gasoline, Halsey

“I wanna kiss you but I want it too much” - Poison, Alice Cooper

Tagging a few mutuals to get it started but no pressure @georgieluz @malarkgirlypop @sweetxvanixlla @xxluckystrike @panzershrike-pretz @bucky32557038ww2 @ronsparky @next-autopsy @whollyjoly @lena-basilone @mads-weasley @coco-bean-1218 @iceman-kazansky @samwinchesterslostshoe

[weatherman667]

Gungrave G.O.R.E

I never played the original Gungrave. The reviews at the time had it be more flash than substance. In fact, the main reason I bought this game, (other than it being on sale), was every - single - game, other than Gungrave.

You see, nowadays, we have a long tradition of remaking old games. This is becasue

The original games were good, at least for their time.

All of the major production houses have been bought up by evil megacorporations will take creativity behind the wood shed and shoot it in the name of profits. This, for some reason, has proven to be less than sustainable.

So, every company wants to remake the old games, because $$$, but they don't want to pay $ to make $$$, and so normally just increase the quality of the graphics, without changing anything else. Anything else includes the polygon count.

Gungrave G.O.R.E was the exception. It looked like they had LEARNED from the games that had come and gone, and improved themselves. Not the least of which was the introduction of the classisc Japanese Waifu to do the narration, instead of the main character.

If anyone else had done it, my automatic assumption would be CURRENT YEAR!!!!!!!!11111!!!

But, my love of Gungrave was so strong? The developer was the one I still have faith in? Never played Gungrave, and the only developer I have faith in is Firaxis.

So see, this is a classic narrative tool. You have you epic, awesome, brooding hero. He's too awesome and brooding to... talk. Well, this is going to put a hamper in his ability to... do anything really. Other than fight. Okay, yes, you are here to see him fight, but there still has to be some attempt to tell the story. And you can't tell the audience that he secretly cares. Well, what are you going to do?

Introduce a non-combat, or less-combat character to do the talking for him. This is been used in works ranging from Okami to Conan,

"He is Conan, Cimmerian, he won't cry, so I cry for him." -- Mako

You see, tropes are tools. They can be horrible clichés, or they can dramatically improve your story. And Gungrave G.O.R.E is the latter.

In fact, the Japanese waifu actually advises you in battle, and maybe for the first time ever, in a productive way. You see, the game recognizes the limit of it's engine, the limited field of view. So, she will just flat out tell you if you are being flanked or overwatched.

What's the story? Something-something evil corporation that's secretly telling drugs. This isn't an insult, whatsoever, as some of the simplest premises can make the best movies, see: John Wick. What matters is emotional engagement and storytelling, and this was done fantastically well. The game definitely recognizes that the story isn't good enough to spend too much time on, and so quickly gets you into the action, while having enough of an emotional hook to get you to care.

So, how is the combat? Beautiful. Not because of any individual thing, but because it just works, extraordinarily well. This is the difference between Devil May Cry, and almost every game that tried to copy Devil May Cry, is that the gameplay works well. It's fair, fluid, functional, and, most importantly of all, fun.

For the gameplay, think Devil May Cry, but more focus on gunplay. It gives you a charging shield, to get you to run into combat, and then move out. And this works incredibly well. Like Devil May Cry, each level is it's own, contained area, and you are ranked on style afterwards. Unlike Devil May Cry, they don't care about how much you get attacked, just how much damage you take, (remember: recharging shield). So, the game encourages you to spend a lot more time walking through gunfire, as you shoot everyone trying to hurt you. You then have to dodge or take a hostage to allow your shield to recharge. You can actually heal with certain attacks, and executions, and only your final heath matters.

[sednonamoris]

fran's 2023 read it and weep 🫵

a comprehensive list of everything i read this year and why you should (or shouldn't) read it as well...

how to read literature like a professor by thomas c. foster

i picked this back up again when i took on a teaching job as a refresh - it was my fourth or fifth reread and as always my main man thomas c. did not disappoint!! not joking when i say i quote this thing on the reg: it's a symbol if you think it is became a permanent fixture in my vernacular ages ago. this book aligns perfectly with my yes the curtains are blue on purpose agenda and serves as an excellent foray into deep/active reading, which i am constantly preaching about to my kids. fun and fresh literary analysis, just the way it should be!

tiny beautiful things by cheryl strayed

gritty, witty, and full of heart. this advice column-turned-book is shocking but so very human, and it got me out of a months-long reading slump.

bridge of clay by markus zusak

yes, a boy named clay builds a bridge, but it’s sooooo much more than that. this book weaves the past and present together in a beautiful way and really brings meaning to the concept of haunting the narrative. the descriptions are vivid and lived-in which makes the setting - 1980’s australia - entirely accessible, even to a foreign homebody like me. the family dynamics at play are outrageous and charming and the whole thing is gorgeously written and it made me cry. read it right now.

the hunchback of notre dame by victor hugo

i LOVED this book but unless you are just as obsessed with the story as me, this is not a rec. victor hugo anything is more of a warning or an i-read-it-so-you-didn't-have-to. did i learn more than i ever wanted to about french gothic architecture and the paris catacombs? yes. was i still utterly enthralled by the layers upon layers of tragedy woven together? also yes. it was so neat to see the (obviously many and major) differences from the children's movie and musical that i grew up loving. so many good quotes for my commonplace book in this one.

song of solomon by toni morrison

i had read just about every toni morrison book except this one, and since this is like theee book i figured it was high time i rectified that. to no one's surprise, i loved it. a brilliantly written coming of age novel with family history and family mythology in dialogue with cultural history and cultural mythology. who are we but the stories we tell ourselves? is common history alone enough to have in common? morrison is an author who poses difficult questions and lets her readers grapple with difficult answers and i always come away from her work feeling exhilarated. if you let me influence you in anything let it be this - whatever book of hers you choose, Everyone should read toni morrison and experience her brilliance firsthand.

the first law trilogy by joe abercrombie (the blade itself, before they are hanged, and last argument of kings, respectively)

gritty political fantasy with the most lovable evil bastards of characters you ever met - it's safe to say i'm obsessed. each and every character has themes and lines of repetition that carry through the series, but they're Anything but one-note. this trilogy is all about cycles, and what i love is that everything - literally everything - comes full circle while still feeling fresh and true to both the story and its characters. also logen ninefingers is my wife now.

the pale blue eye by louis bayard

i watched this movie first on netflix and had a great time, but to no one's surprise i'm going to tell you that the book is better. the character voices are strong and enjoyable - the kinds of personalities that keep you turning pages - and the mystery itself is full of wonderful twists and turns. it's in dialogue with sir arthur conan doyle, as all post-holmes detective fiction is, but does not feel shadowed by or beholden to it. the historical fiction aspect is fun as well!

[hidden-for-reg]

about me post!

Hi, I’m Mia!

That’s just an online name but that’s what i’d like to be called.

she her and straight

My ao3: hidden_for_reg

My Doctor- G- Complete- James Potter is a surgeon at Godric's Hollow Hospital and Regulus Black is a patient with a fractured knee. So what if Regulus is the most beautiful man James has ever seen? So what if Regulus' heart won't stop fluttering at the thought of his doctor? Surely nothing would happen... right? *originally on posted on Tumblr for Jegulus Microfic June/July prompts

My fandoms are mainly related to the Marauders but I like tons of other stuff as well so don’t be afraid to ask me about them!

I’m always open to making new friends! Sooo if you want to be friends, message me!

I mainly write Jegulus microfics and occasionally I’ll post fanart for the marauders.

More info about me under the cut!

My language is primarily is English but I am also fluent in Spanish and I know a little French (by a little i mean words and a few phrases)

Before I begin, my askbox is always open and so are my messages but please.. no hate or anything, Tumblr is supposed to be a safe space for people and let’s keep it that way 🫶

anyways.. let’s get into the rest!

requests i guess?

if you have an idea you’d like to see me write, send it over! But i have rules for that:

NO SPICE! Writing spice makes me very uncomfy and if you request anything spicy or spice-like, I will not write it

I just do tiny microfics or multi-part microfics, so please don’t ask me to write a whole story with a million chapters.

**If you request something and I don’t get to it immediately, I am so sorry!

my ships!

Currently Jegulus obsessed

Wolfstar, i’ve loved them since literally forever

Rosekiller

Dorlene

Marylily

Drarry (i know i know, it’s not marauders, but they still hold a special place in my heart)

i really like books

so I kind of love reading. I used to be reading all the time, but I had a gap where I stopped reading but I’ve picked it back up and here’s some of my favorites that I’ve read recently! (and yes I count ao3 fics as books, they basically are)

books I enjoyed lately: If We Were Villains by M.L. Rio, Meet Me At The Lake by Carley Fortune, Solitaire by Alice Oseman, Heartstopper series by Alice Oseman, Icebreaker by Hannah Grace, Crimson Rivers by bizzarestars

movies!

i probably take watching movies more seriously than I should, but i love them. So here’s some movies that i love love love (the list is long bare with me)

Dune movies

Zombieland movies

Legally Blonde

To All The Boys trilogy

How to Train Your Dragon movies

Call Me By Your Name

Maze Runner trilogy

the Harry Potter movies will always be in my heart

i’m definitely forgetting a lot but for now that’ll do.

TV shows

I watch shows as seriously if not more than I do movies. I LOVE binge watching stuff. If you think you can recommend anything based off what you see, don’t be afraid to let me know!

my tv show loves:

*If something says “currently watching” that means, please don’t spoil!!

Grey’s anatomy (currently watching)

Brookyln 99 (currently watching)

Gilmore Girls (currently watching)

White Collar (currently watching)

Bridgerton (currently watching)

Cobra Kai (currently watching)

Teen Wolf

Riverdale

Heartstopper

Ginny and Georgia

Stranger Things

Wednesday

Avatar the last airbender and the Legend of Korra

Things that make me happy 😊

I like reading, writing, watching movies and shows, sour candy, listening to music for hours, running, singing, anddd Tumblr! Tumblr is probably the only thing I have that is completely separate from my real life and I so appreciate the getaway it provides, it’s like a small safe haven 🫶

MUSIC!

i LOVE listening to music and i never go a day without it so here’s a MasterList of my favorite artists!

Conan Gray (im attending FH tour!)

Taylor Swift

Chappell Roan

Bowie!!

Ariana Grande

Laufey

JVKE

Benson Boone

Billie Eilish

Harry Styles

Bad Bunny

ANYWAY—

Thank you so much for reading the whole rant about me post

-mia 🫶

[batrachised]

How do you feel about the Ford Family?

This question brought to mind the Conan plays video games series, where he rates each video game at the end by saying on a scale of 1 to 166 where 1 is average and 166 is average and 17 is really good, he'd give it a 44XXIV or some equally nonsensical rating. If A is for A plus, and F is for failure, I'd rate most of the Fords an E in that they exist.

Most especially, Owen Ford merely existed to me; his function in the plot was Leslie's new husband haha. Same with Kenneth. He had "captain of the football team in high school" vibes, and to be fair, that's who he was intended to be. Rilla was the popular girl who lives in a bubble only to get slammed with the reality of WWI. Persis always fascinated me because her name is really cool, but I don't think we ever really learn much about her either.

Leslie though...Leslie almost seemed like someone out of a noir film. The first description we get of her IS something out of a movie:

The girl was tall and wore a dress of pale blue print. She walked with a certain springiness of step and erectness of bearing. She and her geese came out of the gate at the foot of the hill as Anne and Gilbert passed. She stood with her hand on the fastening of the gate, and looked steadily at them, with an expression that hardly attained to interest, but did not descend to curiosity. It seemed to Anne, for a fleeting moment, that there was even a veiled hint of hostility in it. But it was the girl's beauty which made Anne give a little gasp—a beauty so marked that it must have attracted attention anywhere. She was hatless, but heavy braids of burnished hair, the hue of ripe wheat, were twisted about her head like a coronet; her eyes were blue and star-like; her figure, in its plain print gown, was magnificent; and her lips were as crimson as the bunch of blood-red poppies she wore at her belt.

Beautiful and hostile--that summarizes Leslie Ford. I've talked about her before, and my take on her is that she isn't a good friend, but she is a good character. Leslie Ford is hard to judge because she's like a skittish wounded animal in a trap who's willing to gnaw off its own leg to escape. She's rude to Anne, including the scene where she tells Anne that since Anne's baby died, now they can truly be friends (!!) even if the narrative presents it as acceptable. She is by far the most interesting member of the Ford family (although, to be fair, she also receives the most attention from the story). She's standoffish, hostile, cruel, and above all, heartbroken. Most of Leslie Ford's actions are explained by the fact that she is heartbroken. Not due to a lost love, like Miss Lavender, but due to traumatic events that would be impossible to forget--such as seeing her 8 year old brother be crushed by a wagon wheel.

To be honest, I always wished for another glimpse at Leslie's life after AHOD. I know we get snippets of her living her best life in Japan and so forth, but I wonder at the radical flip her life did in a matter of weeks. How could you react to something like that? After so many soul destroying things happen to you, would you be able to accept something good? What was that transition like for her? Did she wake up in the middle of the night years later, dully thinking she needed to check on Dick only to realize? I love LMM because of her happy endings, and I'm delighted Leslie got hers, but she's such a rich character that I kind of wanted more. I don't think the things that happened to her are the type you're able to forget, even if everything gets resolved. Personally I'd have trust issues for the rest of my life haha (Esp. after the twist with her husband, I would literally be doubting my entire world forever lmao). I also just realized she's Rilla's future mother in law, which is an interesting intersection of personalities.

So, to the point, most of them are decent but Leslie is a cut above the rest. Of all the characters in Anne, she probably has one of the darkest storylines, from watching her baby brother die a violent death to a coerced marriage. It's interesting to me that Kenneth doesn't seem to have been affected by his mother's traumatic background at all although we do get so little of his perspective, and it reminds me of the Blythe children appear not to know that Gilbert and Anne ever disliked each other or that Anne was neglected as a child (see: Di Blythe being shocked in Ingleside about Anne saying she was very hungry as a child, or TBAQ in which the kids are astonished at their parents referring to old spats).

[bumbleboa]

10 Characters, 10 Fandoms

I was tagged by @cleflink ! This is going to be hard for me, why do you ask me to choose between my favorite children...

1. Kuroba Kaito (Magic Kaito/Detective Conan)

Let's start easy with my current active fandom. I adore Kaito, adored him since I first saw him on my sister's tiny TV in 2002 while we watched afternoon anime. I haven't stayed active in the fandom continuously over the last 20 years, but I always come back and whenever I do, I remember why I love him so much.

2. Arthur (Inception)

There are a couple of movies that I have seen several times in the movie theater, because I watched them once and then dragged all my friends to watch it with me. One of these movies was Inception. But I don't think I would have latched onto Arthur this much if it wasn't for the fandom. Many of the fics in that fandom are still so dear to me and the character exploration in them was A+.

3. Furiosa (Mad Max Fury Road)

Speaking of movies I watched several times in the movie theater: I think I watched this movie 5 times, dragging everyone in there with me to witness this movie on a big screen. Every single time was worth it and I love Furiosa so much.

4. Q (James Bond)

While we are talking movies, I can't pass up on mentioning Skyfall! Watched that while I was in film school and fell in love with the beautiful cinematography (highly recommend looking for movie screencaps online, I'd frame so many of these shots). And then there is Q, who made me leave the movie theater and desperately look up fic because I wanted to see more of him (which was hilarious, because the movie released a week ahead of the US in Europe and US Tumblr was incredibly bitter about it)

5. Oikawa Tooru (Haikyuu)

This guy!!!! This guy right here! I love him, I love his hubris, his passion and his ego and he got one of the most satisfying character arcs in the entire series. He came so far! Talk to me about Oikawa and I will not shut up.

6. Nami (One Piece)

My forever girl! She was the reason I wrote fanfic back in the day (and no, none of you will ever get to see it). The Arlong Park storyline left a huge impact on me.

7. Dave Strider (Homestuck)

Speaking of incredibly satisfying character arc! I didn't start out rooting for him but he grew on me like an invasive plant species.

8. Nico di Angelo (Percy Jackson)

Now that I write these down, this is another depressed and traumatized boy coming to terms with homosexuality, clearly there has been a theme. I have drawn so much Nico fanart in the past. He deserves all the happiness.

9. Dick Grayson (Batman)

Fun fact, I am on Tumblr because of this guy. Back in 2011, when I had no idea what DC comics were about, Young Justice aired. And I got curious. And fell headfirst into the Batfamily from there. This was a hard choice, because Damian is also my boy, but Dick was the one who made me dive deep and make a Tumblr so I could share some silly doodles with people.

10. Moist von Lipwig (Discworld)

A conman and a liar with a soft heart, who ends up being the most upstanding person around, trying his best. His books in the series are some of my faves and I should reread them

This is so long already and still just scratches the surface of characters I love/d. I don't know who hasn't been tagged yet, so please feel free to grab this from me and do it yourself💛

[thehopelessloversclub]

Cornelia Street

Ever since I could ever remember, I had fantasised and romanticised love and everything attached to the idea of it. I've wanted the love that movies had; the same love that people describe as electrifying, shocking; enchanting. I wanted that, always had. 

That's why I obsessed myself with romance books that fuelled my delusions of what love really was, movies that fed me false realities and songs that let me plan out montages of what my love life could—and possibly will be. There's a simple reason why I was quickly drawn to singers like Taylor Swift, Niall Horan, Conan Gray, Olivia Rodrigo, One Direction and all those other mainstream pop music artists. Despite being vastly different, they had one thing in common: romanticising love. 

There was something enticing about singing about the beauty of being young and foolishly in love. They all made it out like it was the most heavenly thing to feel, and nothing wrong could come of it. It was simply beautiful and good. Then reality struck; when love wasn't as easy as people described it. It was hard, terrifying, and, most times, not enchanting. It was daunting. Love was an endless cycle of getting hurt, broken trusts, and broken hearts. I was exposed to the harsh licks of love's flames, and it bruised me black and blue. 

It was hard to love, and soon love didn't become a fantasy but a nightmare. 

I was scared that one day I'll meet you. My one and only. The one I'll love too much. The one I'll delude myself that I'll marry, the one where Taylor's Cornelia Street talks of. The type of love that was so overwhelming consumed her whole, and it made her feel good, too good. And it scared her so much. The kind of love that certain things would change and it would mean different things to her now. 

The type of love that made new routines into heavenly religion. 

I feared that love. 

I feared the heartbreak that time could never mend. 

I feared you. 

I feared that one day, I'll love you. I'll love you so much that when one day, I do lose you. I'll lose you when you walk away one day, and then there are no more casual car rides and conversations. 

I didn't want a Cornelia Street, for I'll never walk Cornelia Street again. 

- Me 

[foreverinadais]

memories: s.g

summary: steven was once your future. now, he’s your past, a memory- as much as you don’t want him to be. steven grant x reader  inspired by the song ‘memories’ by conan gray... so you know this is angsty. i can never find it in myself to end on angst, so there is fluff :) 

warnings: angst, angst, angst, sad steven, sad reader, this actually made me cry whilst writing, cussing  

word count: 2785 

It was raining. You could hear the distinct patter against the ledge of the window, could see the droplets of water barrelling down the surface, as if indulging in an intense race. It was funny, really. How the rain could bring so much comfort despite the connotations of sadness.

It was buried in all of literature and film, the dramatic rain scenes, lovers running into arms and kissing deeply, against all the odds, all the sorrow, as the rain batters down, unfelt to the intensity of the couple’s love. It was plastered in depressive monologues, the rain reflecting, personifying the words spoken, as if they are one.

But this rain… this was just rain. A show of nature. The start of a new life for plants and flowers and rainbows. It was just rain, and you were existing with it. It felt human; you needed that. Especially now. After a month of grieving someone who was still alive.

You were trapped in the memories of the past.

It was worse than any horror movie you’d ever seen. Everyone talks about ghosts, some horrifying ghouls who maliciously haunt innocent families, most often ending badly. OR the family ghosts, the ones which guide, guardian angels more so than evil spirits. But these ghosts, good or bad, are dead. Scary, yes, but there are more terrifying things.

Life. Living. Something that had become increasingly hard to do lately. Not that you didn’t love life. You enjoyed the little things; people walking their dogs, neighbours joking over fences, ice-cream on a hot day, the beat of rain against windows. Life could be beautiful. But the premise of what makes life beautiful was love. And you had lost that.

Steven Grant was alive and well. He was living in his flat with his fish and his books and his umbrellas. He was going to work at the museum every day where he just (finally) been promoted to a tour guide. He was getting his vegan wraps from the new boho pop-up food cart. He was happy. Content in living and his daily routines.

You had been cooped up in your flat for a month with your duvet and TV and movies. You were working the bare minimum to afford what you needed- a demotion if you will. You were devouring junk food some days and nothing at all the next. You weren’t happy. Content only when watching the worst horror films or indulging in fictional rain-drop races.

“So, what’s on tonight, then?”

“Well, I thought we could watch…” you flicked through the films until you landed on:

“The… Texas Chainsaw Massacre? Sounds rather gory.”

“Actually, it isn’t. The director wanted it to meet a wider audience, so they limited the gore, it’s more your imagination that fills in the gaps. Oh, and the fact it’s a true story. Actually, not really. That was a marketing technique. Still, scary all the same.” Steven looked down at where you were shuffling under his arm, chuckling as a said,

“Nerd.” You gasped in mock offence, hitting his shoulder lightly.

“Says you, Mr I-know-everything-about-anything Grant.” Steven shrugged.

“Both a blessing and a curse, eh?” You pout, Steven pecking your lips, “ ‘m sorry, lovie. Common, let’s watch the ‘Chainsaw somethin’ or other killing thing’.” You grin, pressing a big kiss against his cheek, and pressing play, already excitedly explaining another thing about the movie. Steven beamed; he could listen to you talk all day- and happily would.

You quickly clicked away from the title on the screen, heart skipping a beat as you were subtly reminded of your isolation. It was a hit in the chest, a way the universe was haunting you with what once was one of your favourite memories. You settled on Halloween instead.

A slight ‘buzz’ rang through your flat, breaking your attention away from Jamie Lee Curtis who had just appeared on the screen. You froze, pausing the movie and standing up. You felt your heart in your throat.

The rain, the doorbell, the movies… you felt suddenly prepared for a loving monologue from your past love, reminiscing on the good times and spouting cliches of ‘I miss you’ and ‘I love you’. It was certainly that time in the cheesy romcom, the ‘Love Actually’ or the ‘Letters to Juliet.’ You inhale, allowing the buzz to ring once more before you accept it.

The footsteps creep closer to your door, a gentle rush to them, and in your head, the words ‘here it is. Your moment.’ On the first knock, your practically swinging the door open, the wind helping your dramatic gesture to reveal-

“Good evening, I’ve got your order here, number 27?” Oh. You mutter your thanks, searching in your pocket for the tip you had pre-planned when you ordered the food an hour ago, and hastily took the delivery.

Life was not a movie. There were no big romantic gestures, no oversized notecards proclaiming love, no boom boxes blasting the words to your favourite song. There was no more him. You should’ve learnt your lesson when he left. But somehow, the cliches you had consumed left you with a sickening false sense of hope.

“So fucking messy. I can’t find anything in here.”

“I’m sorry, didn’t realise the clean police was gonna be over here. Otherwise I’d have made it nicer for you, your majesty.” You rolled your eyes at Steven’s sarcasm, digging around in yet another pile of books on his desk to find your resume.

“Piss off, Steven, this is important.” You watched as he all but stomped over to the desk, scanning the contents with his eyes before picking up the first bit of paper he saw- your resume.

“There. Wasn’t so hard, was it?” His voice was laced with a sarcasm only he could have, cockiness in his demeanour. You snatched it off him, already agitated from stress and nerves. “A thank you would’ve been nice, manners an’ all that.” You groaned.

“I don’t need this today, okay?”

“What?? My help?”

“Your acting like an arsehole and you know it.” Steven scoffed, shaking his head at you.

“Oh yeah I’m the arsehole. Yeah, not you with your-your wants,” he begins to dramatically clean the desk, shoving books on top of each other, “and your needs,” he motions to your resume which your practically clutching in your hand, “and your bad manners.”

“Fuck you, Steven.” He holds his hands up in mock surrender.

“There you go again. Looks like I’m right again, darling, don’t it?” You couldn’t bear his face any longer, which was a rare occurrence for you, and stormed out, door slamming behind you. It was a stupid fight, really stupid. But it built tensions, even after you had made up. A part of that was because you didn’t get the job. Subconsciously, you blamed the argument with him for that.

Your fingers traced down the spine of one of Steven’s books he had gifted to you on your birthday. He had found it in an old shop, annotated the pages based on what reminded him most of you, and left an inscription of the front page; ‘To my love on your birthday, may this remind you of us forever.’ It was hard to read it without tears forming in your eyes, without emotions clogging your throat and your heart-wrenching.

But you held it. Felt the hardback cover, rusting with antiquity. Flicked through the pages, flowing with reminiscence of times of love. Steven’s words were right. And now they were eternal. An eternal reminder of ‘us’, forever.

“We need to talk.” It was baffling how 4 words could have so much significance before anything was even uttered. But those words, those 4 words, changed everything. Yet, you agreed, sitting across from Steven where once you would’ve sat next to him, on him even. He had a grim look on his features, settling deep within his tired eyes, in the valleys of the crevices in his forehead.

“Okay.” It had felt different for a while. Things weren’t how they used to be. Things change, people change. Some things live but all things die. Yadayadayada.

After a while, you toned it out, the words flying over you and bouncing off the walls, meeting harshly in the middle to engage in battle. He was trying, really trying, to keep it together, to compose himself, because he knew it had to be done. He still loved you, of course he did, he always would.

But it wasn’t fair to keep watering a dead flower, willing it to be beautiful again.

“Say something? Please, lov- Y/N, say anything.” Oh. You hadn’t realised he’d stopped, hasn’t noticed his big eyes boring into yours, desperate and sad.

What was there to be said? Don’t leave? I still love you? I’ll never stop waiting for you? The monologues swirled in your mind as if scripted, a million combinations that had been said a million times before. But, with a heaviness in your heart you had never felt before, you settled on the 2 words which held great, heart-breaking significance; “Goodbye, Steven.”

And it was.

Steven Grant was leaving from your life. His presence, that once was engraved in your sofa, in your heart, was slowly loosening it’s grasp on your possessions. His smell from that cologne he had, the one he insisted on buying, was slowly dissipating from your sheets. His favourite mug in your home had sat untouched at the deepest corner of the cupboard.

What was left was quaint reminders of him, like ghosts, both the guardians and the ghouls. Or morsels of the past, microscopic evidence of the memories lived. When he had taken some of these reminders, that was worse than the initial break-up. It was like taking a part of your brain.

“I tried to, urh, get it all. Should be in there, if there’s anything else, feel free to, yeah, let me know.” Steven had passed you the box full of your possessions and you were staring into it. One of your tops, a snow globe, an earring, a mug. You swallowed harshly, nodding, putting it down on your bed before turning to get his box.

“Here, I tried to do the same.” You placed it into his open hands, the lump in your throat gradually growing, no matter how you tried to swallow it down. Steven glanced into the contents, mostly full of his books and his clothes and his colognes, before quickly looking back up at you.

“Your…” He tried to balance it on one hand, quickly realising that would fail, and putting it on the side. From here, he could easily pull out a book placed delicately on the top. “Your giving this back?” his voice was small as he held the book up, and you knew which one it was instantly. The one with the inscription, the one with the notes, the one with the love and passion and purity that would become corrupted with grief and pain and-

“It feels wrong to keep it. It says, says forever, you know?” He opened it, feeling the words with the pads of his fingers, tracing them as if trying to revive them out of the page. He was lost for a moment, before he shook his head.

“I can’t take it back. Just can’t.” He muttered, pacing forward and placing it in your hands.

“Please, don’t make this harder than it already is, Steven. Just, take the book.” You tried to remain calm, but your voice was breaking, mimicking your heart in your chest.

“No.” He shook his head, tears forming in his eyes. “You need it. I need you… to have it.” You sighed shakily, looking at the book then at Steven.

“We can’t keep pretending, that this, we, could still exist. This is a reminder of that, of false hope and misleading endings.” You put it back into his hands, crossing your arms as a final answer. He exhaled as if in denial, looking at the physical memory in his hand, feeling the words screaming at him.

“Please.” He didn’t know what he was pleading for. For the past? Probably. For the future? Most definitely. For you? You. “It’s the last thing you ever need to do for me, ‘kay? Keep it. I-I’m begging you.” Perhaps it was the desperation in his features, or the fact that you couldn’t deny him anything, or the way your heart was swelling, and you just needed to cry, but you finally nodded, an ‘okay’ falling from your lips as you accepted the book in his hands.

It was a different kind of goodbye. A reminder. You held it in your hands for a few days, staring at in blanky, trying to recapture the exact feelings you felt when you had first been handed it. You had said goodbye to Steven again, and this time, it felt finite.

You were grateful he had convinced you to take the book. You were grateful to be reminded on the time you felt something eternal. Because how many people can say that? That they had a love good enough for movie screens?

The food was gone, and the movie was over. All that was left in your minuscule hidey-hole of the world was the rain. Still pattering down the windows, comforting in nature, providing company, reminding you were alive.

Knock knock knock.

Was that… no, couldn’t be. It must’ve been the wind, you reasoned, sensing the rain getting harsher, as if a storm was brewing. You stood anyway, switching off the TV, putting the rubbish from the food into the bin.

Knock knock knock.

Harder, this time, more determined. Oh. It wasn’t your imagination. There was somebody at the door, Your feet carried you over, your mind not bothered about your appearance or your mood. You had let your hopes get high once before, never again, you promised, as you unlocked the door and let it off the latch.

You opened up the door, a rush of cold air swooping through followed by a nostalgic and particular cologne… your eyes snap up instantly to meet his. His hair is dripping with the rain, a box of heart-shaped chocolates in his hand, his cheeks rosy from the distinctive London chill.

You rubbed your eyes, thinking, surely, that this is a memory, that your brain is playing it’s cruel tricks on you. But, no; he’s here. Breathing heavy, eyes watery, clothes damp, here.

“What are you…” you start, but you shake your head, already knowing the answer. You remind yourself, again and again, this isn’t a movie. “I’m sorry I forgot about your mug, it’s safe, don’t worry, still in the cupboard, I can grab it if you want-”

“I don’t want the mug. Well, actually, I do, I rather miss it sometimes. But, no, I want the mug here,” Your confused as he storms past you, setting the chocolates on the side and shaking off his jacket. “Look, leaving you was the worst mistake of my ‘hole life. I’ve read a lot of books, a lot, and-and thanks to you, I’ve watched tonnes of films, and all of them say the same thing about love. That it’s the greatest thing in the universe. And I believe that. But all these movies, all of literature, tries to say their love story is the best. But no, I don’t believe that. Our love is what the poets wish they had. Our love is what the actors aspire to show. But they never could, cause our love is the best there ever was. I guess I’m tryna say… will you marry me?”

But life was not a movie.

Steven was still at the door. There were no chocolates, no words spoken. There was just rain and cologne and breathing.

You looked at each other, a million words between the two of you, a million monologues to choose from. Flashes of the past, your past, swirled through the air, as if reaching around for the one who created it.

Steven went to speak, but stopped himself, exhaling as he looked at you. I’ve missed you, he wanted to say, but you knew that, could see it in his eyes. I need you, you wanted to say, but he knew that, could feel it in his heart.

So, he smiled. And you smiled back. All the words in his brain slowly settled into just one: “Hi.”

“Hi.” A new beginning. You stepped aside, a pure, real, smile on your face as he came into your apartment. And that night, an unspoken promise was created between the two of you-

There would be no more goodbyes. You would not become a memory again.