#idk if the song makes rhythmic sense but I do have a melody for it…

[lovesick-fanfics]

Hello! Whenever you have time, could you write a dhmis quick fic where reader just appears one day? And then there's just 4 of them. Maybe at first they would think that they are another teacher and try to get them to teach something and they do it "wrong"(by not singing so the guys get confused about it)? Sorry if it makes no sense, I'm bad at explaining

I wrote it a bit differently I hope that’s okay!

DHMIS x reader (platonic) where reader just shows up one day!

Where are you….?

“Look! Something’s over there!”

Why does everything feel fuzzy…?

“Not something, someone.”

Huh….?

“Do you think they is-they are dead?”

Who….?

You blink a few times and realize you’ve been sitting slouched in front of a… very pink house, and there are three… things walking up to you.

“Hey there! Are you going to teach us something?” The small yellow one said.

“Yeah! Aren’t you teachers supposed to appear and tell us what to do?” The green one added.

“Um… where am I?” You asked these strange creatures while you started to stand.

They all looked at you in varying degrees of confusion. They all looked at each-other before the green one spoke,

“Well you are here silly! Just like us!”

“Yeah, but where is here?”

“It’s certainly not over there!”

“But where-”

“Are you going to teach us something or what?” The red one cut you off bluntly.

“Teach you?” You said, “teach you what?”

The green one scoffed, “you teach us anything! The last one came and taught us about eating healthy. You guys normally teach us through song!”

“You must be a silly teacha’ if you can’t remember what you teach!” The yellow one added, “maybe you here to teach us about where we are!”

“Uh. Okay.

🎶 I might not know where we are, but at least I’m here with you. 🎶

🎶here is here, and there is there… and we are here with each other.🎶

…. 🎶we are here together, even if we don’t know where….🎶

🎶we might not be anywhere, but at least I’m here with you!🎶

🎶We might not know where the road goes,

or what’s over the hill.🎶

🎶we are somewhere that is true, but at least we’re here together…”🎶

🎶I am here with you, you, and you,

And you are here with me!🎶

🎶here is somewhere in some place, and we are here, it’s true.🎶

🎶Here is here and there is there, 🎶

🎶and we are here together…🎶

🎶And we are here together….🎶”

The yellow one starts clapping, “that was a good song!”

“Yeah. And nothing weird happened…?”

“Are you really a teacher? You don’t have the same… qualities as the others”

“No…? I’m just here with you, I don’t know where here is, like I said in my song”

“also I’d like to add that that was all ad-libbed.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means I made it up as I went.”

“Oh! Okay!”

“It’s getting late, we should go. Good bye”

They all turned away and started towards the pink house, not waiting for you to follow. The yellow one turns back, probably expecting you to be gone, and stops walking.

“What are you doing?”

“Yeah! The show’s about to start!”

“They’re still there, the teacha’”

“Aren’t you going to disappear, or something?”

“Huh? No? I don’t have anywhere to go”

“Oh”

“Hey! Maybe you can stay with us!”

“What are you saying?!? There’s only three chairs and beds and there are four of us! There’s no way for all of us to live here! They just need to go away!”

Seemingly right as the green one said that you could see the house get slightly bigger, and in front of the door a chair appeared.

“Uh. Well that’s new”

“Oh wow! You must have done that just to get at me, huh teacher?!”

“N-no!! I had no say in this!”

“Well I guess there’s room for you now, come on, we’ve probably missed half the show already”

As the red one dragged the new chair in and the rest of you followed, you realized something.

You might not know where you are, but at least the company seems nice.

[harrysdimples]

evermore track by track review (reaction?)

you know what time it is babieeeeeee......

willow

lovely little plucky guitar. I like the piano arrangement in the background. her vocals sound really lovely in the chorus and in the back of the second verse. i’m going to try and judge this as a separate project from folklore because it’s supposed to be just a complementary project but inevitably there will be comparisons. the 1 as an opening track is probably my preference over this I think on first listen. the bridge (?) is probably my favourite part of the song before the 90s trend line lol (just takes me out the song, kinda like the tweet line that’s in the lakes) but her vocals and how mature her voice sounds are just really light and airy and it’s nice to hear. but this is a lot more rhythmic than most of folklore which is something I appreciate and has enough dynamics so that you’re not bored, although the outro could’ve maybe been shortened a bit (but that’s a nitpicky thing lol). that’s her man!

ok I realised half way through happiness that I HAD PUT THE ALBUM ON SHUFFLE BY ACCIDENT WHICH IS BLASPHEMOUS AND SOMETHING I HATE DOING. I apologise sincerely lmao every song after this is in order with the album track list.

happiness

love a synth. ‘I can’t face reinvention’ ok bitch call me out ??? the lyrics are very lovely, as always. what’s/who’s this about ? lmao. it’s very pretty but not sure it’s going anywhere? more instrumentation could’ve maybe elevated this song just because I feel the lyrics are so flowery and beautiful that they deserve to either be in complete isolation (like from the dining table’s production) or some grandiose orchestral arrangement to properly show off how great and genuinely heartbreaking they are. I have no doubt at some point i’ll lie in the dark at some point and sob to this though loooool.

champagne problems 

ah bitch. the opening line already got me. again, the lyrics on this one are cutting me deep and I really like the production in the second half of the song, it really picks up the song when I was worried the production wasn’t going to be for me. the background vocals and harmonies are lovely. I think the lyricism of this song is so important and reminds me of what jack said in the long pond sessions about people with mental health issues never receiving proper recognition for just doing as okay as they can be because to other people, it’s either not enough or they just don’t get how difficult it is to maintain that level of ‘normalcy’. The idea of people dismissing things as ‘champagne problems’ is so poignant when you think of the fact that so many people disregard mental health issues until they’re directly affected by it in some way and treat others as outsiders/bad apples/something to only remember as a cautionary tale and to be forgotten otherwise. the numbness of trying to feel things (like going on the train) and participating in life and trying to believe that you deserve something good, a relationship, love etc but knowing that people are only waiting for you to fail so they can inevitably move on is so sad. my favourite out of the 3 tracks so far.

gold rush

good old jack antonoff production. girl how many people are wanting to get with joe ???? I really like the lyricism again, and the ‘what must it be like to grow up that beautiful’ bit kinda reminds of olivia’s instrumentation for some reason lol. I wish this hit a little harder because it’s on the precipice of greatness but doesn’t get quite there for me, kinda like the archer. loved the production, but I had anticipated it to have this big build up which it didn’t quite hit for me. I am listening to this currently at night with my blinds shut but I know that when it’s in the daytime/sun this will sound so good, so i’m excited to replay this one. update: it’s the next day and I LOVE this.

tis the damn season

hm. this one was pretty middling for me i’m ngl. I don’t think i’ve had enough love/life experience to really relate to this that much (which isn’t taylor or the song’s fault obvs) but I found it hard to ~connect to and the production didn’t really excite me enough to feel too passionate about it. very much enjoyed the “So I'll go back to L.A. and the so-called friends, Who'll write books about me, if I ever make it” line though lol!

tolerate it

I really like this. really encapsulated the feeling of trying your hardest to meet someone’s expectations of you/your relationship and fitting yourself into parameters to suit their needs/what they want and yet you’re still considered on the outskirts of their life. Trying desperately to make that person care as much as you do for them, but in reality your actions just further the reasons why they don’t want you and why your actions are ignored/silently belittled. Feels like this is a good companion piece to a lot of the folklore tracks and could’ve fitted on that album yet is still different enough to stand out. will def be coming back to this.

no body, no crime (feat. HAIM)

ok so taylor’s having her before he cheats moment?? someone should be working on a mashup asap. you know i’m a sucker for country yeehaw bops so i’ll definitely be playing this on repeat lol, so far probably the most upbeat track along with gold rush and this is probably my favourite track so far. the storytelling through the lyricism is fabulous and I really love the little production elements like danielle saying “she was with me dude” lol, I don’t have a lot of experience/references for “real” country music so if this is a little corny idk but I like it anyway lmao

dorothea

this was a sweet song, might be completely off the mark with this interpretation, but I sort of viewed this as taylor speaking to her younger self and telling her how she can always go back to who she was after becoming too enchanted with fame and the troubles that come with it/experiencing the consequences of fame, and that inevitably it’ll be okay in the end. a nice reassuring, pleasant song. not sure how much replay value it’ll have for me personally but I appreciate it :’)

coney island feat. the national

I like this for the most part. I think it’ll be a grower but I can see this moving up in my ranks once I listen to it a bit more. the second half of the song after the bridge is definitely better than the first and I really like it, but the first half isn’t my favourite. I think within some of the lyrics there are some clunky lines and I’m not sure how well the dueting partner works (idk if that’s aaron dessner or someone else?) but I think another softer (?) male voice could’ve gone better with it, or just taylor herself. the instrumentation and production on this song is fantastic though and I really love the bridge (although the idea of joe and taylor coming together to write about all of taylor’s exes makes me lol)

ivy:

the chord progression really reminds me of like 80% of folklore and idk if this track was “necessary” even though she’s perfectly entitled to her art obvs. but in the context of the album idk if this was needed, probably the most filler-like of all of them so far (for me personally). it’s sort of like a long poem to me and the subject matter of infidelity is always interesting when taylor covers it, but idk, this didn’t do too much for me on first listen

cowboy like me

this feels like a movie or video game soundtrack song, I always appreciate a good guitar solo and the instrumentation in this song is great. I don’t know how much this goes anywhere until the bridge but I love the line “now you hang from my lips, like the gardens of babylon, with your boots beneath my bed, forever is the sweetest con”. I think this has the potential to be a major grower on me though purely bc of how melodic it is and how “vibey” it is.

long story short

yeah this wasn’t really for me. I can appreciate it’s objectively a well produced song with some good lyrics, it just didn’t really click for me sadly upon first listen.

marjorie

yeah so this made me sob. as some of you may know I lost my grandma two weeks ago suddenly so...yeah, this song just really hit me. this is a beautiful track.

closure

what is going on here on this day lmao? reaaaaaaallly not a fan of the production and the synthetic (?) drums that were used on this track and I don’t think the use of repetition in the chorus’ lyricism really works that well here. idk it just feels a little unfinished to me

evermore feat. bon iver

I think this is too lyrically dense for my brain to properly intake after the long road it took to get to this track lol so I think i’ll need some time with it. I don’t think bon iver’s addition works as well as exile but I like the second half of the song which he’s in, in comparison to the first half, it does kinda feel like two songs put into one though. taylor’s vocals sound nice though. 

in conclusion:

favourites: tolerate it, gold rush, champagne problems, no body, no crime, marjorie

in between/grower: cowboy like me

meh: tis the damn season, willow, doreathea, evermore

didn’t really like: ivy, long story short, closure

I feel like i’m going to be crucified for saying this but this feels like a lover-fied version of folklore ajfkhsas if that makes ANY sense to anyone but my own brain. I said when I did this same kind of post for folklore that the album did what the concept for lover tried to do (the love letter to different kinds of love) 10x better and I was happy to see this kind of direction from her. I still love folklore and I think it’s a true piece of art and it ranks high in my tiers of taylor albums, but this just kinda misses the mark for me for the most part (on first listen). It’s very lyrically dense, which is nice, but much less accessible than folklore to me in terms of melodies and the overall structure of some of the songs, which is again, fine, but not necessarily what I had anticipated going into this album and generally usually isn’t my thing. for all that i’ve said about jack’s production in some songs on previous albums of taylor’s, his presence here is missed imo. I’ve expressed that I don’t particularly enjoy long albums because eventually the flow of the album is lost, and that is true here. around the ivy/long story short stretch it kinda loses ground which is a shame because there is some beautiful lyricism in there, but it’s even more susceptible to risking being brought down by the sequencing when it’s a sister album to another project and will end up being compared to that and the tracks there. given the style of music this is in, the fact that it’s a sister album and so long, it’s got a lot against it and I don’t know if it manages to overcome those hurdles for me personally. It’s like what harry said about sequencing, the track listing is so important imo to the purpose and arc of the album that you want to tell and I feel like there could’ve been a lot more “editing” of this project to make it stand up to the highs of folklore imo, or potentially editing down folklore to combine it with some of the really strong tracks on evermore like goldrush, no body no crime etc. I don’t know if the narrative of this album is unique enough to stand against folklore and some of taylor’s other albums for me. I will be returning to these songs for sure, but the sequencing and overall structure of this album kinda lets it down. I can’t help but ponder if this album will age well in comparison to folklore, or both albums will age well with the narrative fuelling it being created in quarantine and as a product of boredom. if folklore wins AOTY at the grammys (which it seems it’s secured to at this point), it’s going to be tied to the “corona year” so it’ll be interesting to see where these projects end up and how well received they are in years to come vs taylor’s other projects and how they’ve aged. we’ll see! i’d probably give it a 7.5/10 in comparison to the 9/10 for folklore. 

[virsamin]

Our Floating Colors

Victor Drabble: Fluff

A/N: It's my idea of what should have happened in the doomsday date mixed with some of the city stroll events. It's not done, but let me know if any of you would be interested in seeing it finished 

*lines are from the actual date 

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Loud claps of thunder blare as sirens go off outside of the hotel. The room itself was well lit in contrast to the sky outside, but each streak of lightning begs to differ as its light engulfs the entire room. Drops of rain pelt against the pane and gusts of wind pressing so hard against the window, it was as if its purpose was to break through the glass that separated the torrent from the two fragile people inside. The storm stays strong, with no intention of stopping.

The frail girl stands in safety behind the glass, her phone in hand as she watches the swirling clouds outside, shuddering at each clap of thunder. She pulls out her earbuds in haste and finds the pastel pink wires tangled from her rough packing earlier. Picking up one of the buds, she tucks it gently into her ear in an attempt to obstruct the raging storm from behind the windowpane.

"You don't want to talk to me?"*

In contrast to her frightened self, Victor sat calm and undisturbed on the freshly pressed sheets of her bed. His eyes wander over her petite body as she pulls out a small sketchbook with a matching set of color pencils from her bag. He tilts his head questioningly, a sense of offense lacing his tone.

"I didn't say that...The storm's just too loud. I just wanted to distract myself and shut the noise out."*

Her shoulders somewhat slump as she graces Victor with a sheepish smile. 

"Wanna listen?"*

"...Okay."*

Her extended hand shook slightly in an attempt to suppress the surprise in her features. Though her request was out of formality, he had accepted it.  Her light footstep are the only sound to rival the roar outside as she walks to the unoccupied side of the bed. His arm extends, and she delicately places the other supple bud into his hand.

"...Where's the music?"*

The phone fumbles out of her small hands as she scrambles to press the play button on the song.

"All I want is to keep it simple But I can tell you're still unimpressed. Just tryna make the best of these pieces But all you see is my broken mess."

The lyrics fall seamlessly from her mouth as she sways to the rhythmic beat of the song. His eyes wander down to the sketchbook that lay open in her lap as she splashed random colors on the empty pages.  

"Oh, I'm feeling fragile can't you tell Got my hands up in my pockets Tryna keep it to myself Oh, I'm feeling fragile can't you see Closed my heart up like a locket Now it's getting hard to breathe."

The instruments orchestrate as the melody changes as a new set of colors bear a different tone on the paper. He stares at her quietly, more attentive towards the soft singing from the sweet girl's voice than the actual song.  

"What do you think?"*

She looks up at his face, searching for something in his expression as she cast a smile on her own.

"Not bad."*

"Fragile, no tricks up my sleeve Fragile, just like fallen leaves When I get stepped on, I get lost in the breeze Fragile, I'm delicate, so please don't break me..."

She moves side to side slowly, her hands sweeping across the page in a steady rhythm. Victor's hands clasp around her arm, an effort to keep her from getting too far.

"Don't go too far, I won't be able to hear"*

He uses the short wire between them as an excuse to bring himself close to her warm body. Crimson washes over her face as heat rises from her collarbones in gentle waves. The last few notes fade out as silence resumes.

A little red light flashes in the corner of her phone as she looks down to see a warning displayed across the screen.

Less than 5 percent left, low power mode enabled.  

She tugs the little bud from her ear, and Victor does the same, placing it gingerly in her palm.

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A/N (again): In this Doomsday AU, MC has Chromesthesia which is a type of synesthesia where she experiences colors when she hears sounds. I kinda switched it up to where this is her Evol and each person has their own color in her mind. Thought that this might be cool, *shrugs* idk you guys lemme know

[brvdges]

sex with me | steve rogers

repost because the original got deleted bc tumblr’s an asshole???

Title: Sex With Me

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Y/N's managed to get sex with me stuck in Steve's head and he starts humming it on the quinjet.

Warnings: this song includes the n word, which I blanked out. Reader is black BTW (a joke is made later on so it'll make sense), mentions of sex (obviously); captain kink (lmao idk why its funny to me)

Word Count: 913

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Sex with me so amazing

The music swelled, putting you in a trance. You gyrated your hips to the beat as you raised your brown arms slowly above your head, moving them about to the beat.

The vibe of this song was so intoxicating. You had blasted it at least five times in the last three weeks and it didn't matter how many times it played, you couldn't get enough.

All this hard work, no vacation

You were sure your teammates had heard enough of Rihanna's declarations. You could easily imagine them rolling their eyes and groaning, but you didn't care. The song made you feel so bad ass and it had such catchy lyrics that you couldn't help, but play it on repeat.

Stay up off my Instagram, pure temptation

You shouted the lyrics at the top of your lungs, swaying your hips rhythmically. This song always released your inner stripper if you were being honest. You closed your eyes letting the music take you away.

Hit a switch on fake n****, like a station

The beat dropped and the bass began to boom, so loud you were sure Tony and Bruce could hear it down in the labs. You slowed to a slight sway and continued to clean your side of the room you shared with your boyfriend. You had been getting called out for a lot of missions lately and in your haste to pack, had constantly ended up leaving your room a mess.

This morning when you woke up you decided to deep clean, including pulling everything out, wiping things down with disinfectant, vacuuming and things of the sort. You were almost done after having cleaned for almost two hours now.

You dropped a bra into your laundry hamper, still shouting the words. When you turned around you noticed your boyfriend by the door. His arms were crossed, but he had an amused look on his face, "Babe, we have a mission in an hour. Suit up." You mock saluted him, "Aye, aye, captain." At your words, he avoided your gaze. You began smirking, remembering the certain fondness he had of the title when it came out your mouth.

"Captain." You started with a shit eating grin, rocking back and forth on your feet. "Not now, Y/N." He responded, but he didn't leave. It was now you noticed the blush creeping up his neck and the slight tent in his pants giving away his current unspoken thoughts and what had gotten him like this. "Were you watching me dance, Captain?" You teased, he began fidgeting -- obviously uncomfortable.

You began swaying your hips to the beat again, "Sex with me so amazing!" He squeezed his eyes shut as you shouted, knowing you were messing with him. "Just get ready, please?" He huffed, finally looking up. His eyes wandered to your hips and his face began to flush.

"You got it, babe." You winked. He sighed, noting that you were a little shit before walking off to tell everyone else about the mission. "We can finish this when we get home!" You shouted after him playfully. He ignored your comment and headed towards the labs, still flustered.

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You sat in the quinjet, boredom kicking in. Everyone was relatively quiet compared to the normal pre-mission chatter that usually occurred. The only sound was Friday's occasional comment to Clint as he flew.

And then the humming began. It was quiet at first, like whoever was doing it was unsure of the melody or trying not to be heard. Then slowly it was louder, loud enough for everyone to hear it, but quiet enough for it not to be a disturbance to the peace.

That was when you looked over at Steve, realizing it was him. You had managed to get 'Sex With Me' stuck in his head after playing it so many times this week. He hit the chorus and still hadn't noticed you staring, he was almost finished the second verse when he did.

His blue eyes widened and his pale face flushed pink. It was at this moment that Stark caught on, "Sex with you is amazing, Rogers? That's something I could've lived without knowing."

This caused light laughter to erupt at Steve's expense, "I mean did you hear the sounds coming from their room last night? The walls are so thin, I had to sleep on the couch. Shame on you -- we all call you Captain too." Bucky groaned, grumpy from his lack of sleep.

Now it was your turn for your eyes to widen in horror as memories of last night's activities -- more specifically how loud you were -- flooded your memory. You weren't usually loud, but Steve had been a bit more dominant than usual after you accidentally had called him Captain. It caused you to forget that you guys shared a living space.

Pietro looked over at you and snickered, only to be hit by Wanda, who was trying to hold herself together.

Natasha was also trying not to laugh while Tony was unapologetic cracking up. Bruce had decided to avoid eye contact with anyone. "Punk." Steve mumbled, punching Bucky's arm, he merely shrugged.

You were about ready to climb into hole for the rest of your life when Natasha didn't let it end there, "You're in love with the cocoa, Rogers?" Prompting a snort from Sam, who was shaking his head. Steve sighed heavily, his face a dark red now.

"You guys are the worst."