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#is there anyone like me out there ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿ™‹
jamiethenerd ยท 10 months
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please i have such a weird niche combination of interests like what other human on this planet is simultaneously obsessed with the phillies, taylor swift, kid cudi, travis scott, a$ap rocky, moby, doctor who, good omens, hozier, plushes, the periodic table, armenia, street art/graffiti, and stanley tucciโ€™s tv show+book.
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moriartyluver ยท 11 months
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Hello๐Ÿ™‹ it's me yet again. How's it going?
Are you still taking requests? If you aren't, please ignore this.
If you are, could I please request a William x Reader oneshot? I got inspired by that poker chapter (I hate Johnson).
So, one night, William, Albert, Moran and Bond decide to play poker, and the winner will be recieving a kiss from William's wife (they somehow persuaded her to do it๐Ÿ’€). So, William pulls some intelligent shit (I'm stupid, ok?) and obviously wins. Bonus, he asked reader to sit in his lap for good luck๐Ÿคญ.
I really hope this is not confusing and thank you very much! โค๏ธ๐Ÿฅฐ
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A/N: Iโ€™m still taking requests dw ๐Ÿ˜ญ this request got me giggling and blushing omg ๐Ÿคญ Iโ€™d sell my soul to get to sit on liams lap ๐Ÿ› (I hate Johnson too)
Character(s): William James Moriarty x fem! Reader
Format: oneshot
Genre: fluff + spicy
Prompt: above^^
Warnings: established relationship (marriage), reader is female, gambling??, a little bit spicy. Way too short ๐Ÿ˜ž
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โ€œPOKER?โ€
โ€œThatโ€™s right, darling. Weโ€™d invite you to join but..โ€ William trailed off as you scanned the table. Fred and Louis were observing while Bond, your husband, Moran and Albert were all sat around a table, the poker set out.
โ€œBut what?โ€ You asked, feeing slightly left out. โ€œBecause Iโ€™m a woman?โ€ You were half joking but everyone knew that playing games like cards or poker were not very ladylike.
Bond shook his head โ€œYouโ€™re the prize, (nickname). The prize canโ€™t be playing because then what shall you get if you win? Itโ€™d make more sense for you to watch instead.โ€
You raised a brow in confusion. You? The prize? What on earth was that supposed to mean?
โ€œWhen you say it like that, it makes you sound perverted.โ€ Moran commented from beside Bond, a subtle smirk on his face.
You look over to William as if demanding an explanation. He smiled sheepishly, it wasnโ€™t him who had declared the bet and heโ€™d much rather not have you on the line.
โ€œWhat Bond meant to say was that the winner is supposed to get a kiss from, you, (name).โ€ Albert explained with a smug look and a sip of wine as usual, watching his little brother furrow his eyebrows in slight irritation from beside him. โ€œNothing too extreme, just a little peck on the cheek.โ€
Clearly he had some of not all the responsibility of creating the prize. Albert wasnโ€™t as much of a mastermind as William was, but God, he had the tendency to meddle and scheme in other peoples lives whenever it could provide entertainment.
You looked at him with wide eyes. โ€œI didnโ€™t agree to this! You can go bet on something else,โ€ then you paused โ€œNevermind that, as the lady of the house, Iโ€™d much rather not have any gambling take place within the estate, or anywhere for that matter. Havenโ€™t you learned anything after that run in with Mr Johnson?โ€
โ€œOh donโ€™t be like that, (name), itโ€™s just for fun.โ€ Moran laughed, although there was a slightly guilty tone in his voice, like a child caught misbehaving โ€œBesides, we all know Louis acts more like the lady of the house much more than you do.โ€
Louis glared at the colonel then rolled his eyes while you held back a snort from his reaction.
You sighed begrudgingly โ€œIf you insist..but if I do, then the loser has to do all of my chores for the next month.โ€
โ€œTwo weeks.โ€ Louis negotiated with a stern look.
โ€œDeal.โ€
Fred was about to pull a stool out for you to sit on but was stopped by William calling out to you. He had his evil (yet attractive) little mischievous smile on so you knew he was planning no good. Chances were, he was probably going to win if Moran didnโ€™t cheat as usual but with a kiss from you up for grabs, he had become even more competitive and determined to win. Both because he adored any scrap of affection he could receive from you, and because he dreaded the idea of you kissing anyone but him, even if it was strictly platonic.
โ€œCome sit here, my dear,โ€ He said, patting his thigh. The corners of his lips were turned upwards โ€œI need my lucky charm to help me win your affections.โ€
โ€œDo I have to?โ€ You groaned, clearly flustered by the idea.
โ€œPlease?โ€ He pleaded, looking at you with a teasing yet innocent expression. You gave in, walking over to him and sitting on his lap while your husband wrapped his arm around your waist, securing you in place. You look at him as if to say โ€˜youโ€™re lucky I love you.โ€™
โ€œL-Let the game commence.โ€ You said, hoping not to draw attention to your flushed expression as you played off your stutter
โ€œDamn.โ€
โ€œOooh, unlucky Bond,โ€ Albert chuckled as James frowned at his loss.
It was finally Williamโ€™s turn as he was sat beside Bond and the turns went clockwise.
โ€œYour turn, dear.โ€ You said, hand on his shoulder. You could see a smirk forming on his face. One that he would usually wear whenever he would bring corrupt nobles to justice or read of Sherlockโ€™s work in the paper or whenever you would tease him. A smirk he would proudly wear with satisfaction.
You peer over to look at his cards, eyes widening momentarily. You look back at your loverโ€™s face as his eyes land on you. William gives you a wink, ever so smug from what is seconds away from being a win. You had been observing him the entire game, and yet he still managed to get his way as usual.
His hand clutched his cards, ready to spread them over the table while his other hand caressed your waist, thumb massaging the soft flesh over your clothes.
Everyone had been waiting in anticipation, silently observing your reaction aswell as Williamโ€™s. It was a general presumption that he would win though, partially due to his intellect, partially due to his possessive nature.
โ€œRoyal flush.โ€ William stated nonchalantly as he spread his cards on the wooden table.
Moran tossed his cards to the ground in anger, clearly because he had the potential to win if William wasnโ€™t so damn lucky (not for the sake of being kissed, just for the fact he was once again so close to beating William but just not close enough) James has his hand cupped in his cheek, glad Moran didnโ€™t win whilst Albert could care less, he just wanted another glass of red wine.
William could only smile, hoping not to appear boastful despite how badly he wanted to brag, not because he won, but because you were going to kiss him. Although it seemed you had forgotten that now because of how proud you were that he won.
โ€œIt seems Iโ€™m much deserving of a prize now,โ€ William whispered to you, pulling you closer to him โ€œDonโ€™t you agree my love? I did play so well just for you.โ€
You pause, recalling the original deal. You hesitantly nod, still annoyed that you were the prize because if you werenโ€™t, you probably would have won anyways.
โ€œFine.โ€ You groan, leaning forward to press a kiss to his cheek.
Except you donโ€™t.
The cheeky bastard turned his head at just the right moment, possibly intentionally, for your lips to land on his. Wolf whistles echo through out the room along with a โ€œget a roomโ€ from Moran who recovered from his loss.
You pull away gently, tapping William Iโ€™m a faux scolding manner before sticking your tongue out at Moran, about to hurl some insults before William kisses you once more.
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icy-watch ยท 10 months
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Um, raise your hand if you didn't see Nya becoming the Elemental Master of Water. ๐Ÿ™‹
Yeah.
There's times that I wish that there was audio and visual, bc y'all I just could not stop saying "what" and it got squeaky. My poor dog came and checked on me. I'm not sure if it was out of concern or bc I sounded like one of her toys.
So, yeah. Nya. She's most likely going to be the key to defeating Morro and his ghosts. I'm thinking she's going to struggle a bit with her new powers, just bc everything else seems to come so easily to her and it seems like the writers would give her something to struggle with.
The boys are totally going to run in to Morro at Stiix in the next episode. There'll be a showdown, and I'm thinking they're going to try to use water on Morro, but it's not going to work. The only reason it worked with motorcycle ghost (I didn't catch his name), was bc he wasn't possessing anyone. Morro is in Lloyd and has some protection.
I really don't know what's in the Spinjitzu Master's tomb. A scroll? Some armor? A weapon? Cave paintings or glyphs? Something I didn't list?
I'm still surprised about Nya. I'm really going to have to wait until tomorrow, and that sucks. I'm going to go lie down and scream for a bit. Until tomorrow!
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superiorsturgeon ยท 2 years
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Schnarkos: Revelations
Weiss: *wearing an elegant blue dress* Thanks for agreeing to come with me to this SDC function, Pyrrha. Without you and Jaune here I donโ€™t know if I would have comeโ€ฆ
Pyrrha: *wearing an elegant dress trimmed with gold* Of course, sweetie. Weโ€™re always here to support you. Though I hope Jaune arrives soonโ€ฆ
Jacques: Good evening, daughter. So glad you could make time to attend and support the family business!
Weiss: *under her breath* Oh, godsโ€ฆ
Weiss: Good evening, father. Allow me to introduce Pyrrha Nikos, my girlfriend.
Jacques: Ah! The champion herself! We were so pleased to hear that Weiss was dating a woman of your stature! *takes her hand* Could I impose on you to join us later for a photo?
Pyrrha: Itโ€™sโ€ฆnice to meet you, Mister Schnee. *awkwardly shaking hands*
Weiss: And my boyfriend Jaune should be along soon as wellโ€ฆ
Jacques: *talking over Weiss* I hope that now that Weiss is settling down we will see more of her in Atlas. It seems more proper for the SDC heiress to spend time close to home!
Pyrrha: *uncomfortable* Um, I seeโ€ฆ
Jacques: We were all supportive of her decision to go off and attend Beacon, of course, but weโ€™re looking forward to-
*disturbance occurs across the ballroom*
Jacques: Now what could that be?
Atlas Elites: *murmuring and staring*
Whitley: *pulls Weiss aside* Sister, I need your help RIGHT NOW.
Weiss: Whitley, whatโ€™s wrong?
Whitley: *puts his hands on Weissโ€™s shoulders* Someone just arrived. Someone BEAUTIFUL! A blonde angel in the most perfect, pure white! I only caught a glimpse from behind, but I need your help talking to her!
Weiss: Uhโ€ฆokay, I supposeโ€ฆ
Whitley: There she is now! *points*
Weiss: *follows Whitleyโ€™s finger and immediately recognizes the blonde in the dress* Oh, dearโ€ฆ
Whitley: *slowly blushing as his eyes travel up long, shapely legs* Iโ€™ve never seen anyone so beautifulโ€ฆ
Whitley: I must meet her! *hurries forward*
Weiss: Whitley, wait-!
Whitley: Excuse me, miss! My name is Whitley Schnee. Are you enjoying yourself at my familyโ€™s party? I hope you might do me the honor of a dance?
Jaune: *turns around, causing his skirt to twirl elegantly* ๐Ÿ™‚?
Whitley: ๐Ÿ˜ง
Jaune: Oh, hey! Youโ€™re Weissโ€™s little brother right? Nice to meet ya! *wraps Whitley in Arc hugโ„ข๏ธ*
Whitley: ๐Ÿ˜ณ?!?! So warmโ€ฆ?!
Jacques: What is going on here? Whitley, do you know thisโ€ฆperson?!
Whitley: *face squeezed against Jauneโ€™s chest* ๐Ÿ˜– Iโ€ฆ? ๐Ÿฅต
Jaune: Youโ€™re Weissโ€™s dad, right? Nice to meet you! Sorry for being late, I had trouble getting my dress zipped in the back. ๐Ÿ˜ *holds out a hand while continuing to hug Whitley*
Jacques: *speechless*
Weiss: โ€ฆFather, brother, this is Jaune, our boyfriend.
Pyrrha: *gives Jaune a kiss on the cheek and pries open his arms to release Whitley* Jaune, you donโ€™t have to wear a dress to every fancy event!
Jaune: ๐Ÿ˜… I know, but you and Weiss always say you like how it looks, so I figured Iโ€™d dress up for my girlfriends!
Jacques: Thisโ€ฆis your boyfriendโ€ฆ?!
Whitley: Iโ€™m attracted to my sisterโ€™s boyfriend?! Wearing a dress?!?! ๐Ÿคฏ
Weiss: *links her arm with Jauneโ€™s* This is Jaune Arc, my boyfriend and Pyrrhaโ€™s. We met at Beacon where he was the leader of his team.
Jaune: ๐Ÿ˜
Jacques: โ€ฆI seeโ€ฆ*ignores Jauneโ€™s hand*
Jacques: โ€ฆI suppose itโ€™s understandable that you would go slumming while away.
Jaune: Whatโ€™s slumming?
Pyrrha: ๐Ÿ˜ก How dare y-
Weiss: *steps between her father and her tall boyfriend/girlfriend*
Weiss: ๐Ÿ˜ˆ *gently taps her glass with a spoon to draw everyoneโ€™s attention*
Weiss: Attention, everyone! Iโ€™ve noticed that some here have been watching my boyfriend Jaune Arc since he arrived. May I have a show of hands for those who find mister Arc attractive in his dress?
Atlas Elites: ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹
Whitley: ๐Ÿ˜ฃ ๐Ÿคš
Jacques: *sputtering in indignation*
Weiss: And how many people here are also attracted to my girlfriend Pyrrha Nikos, champion athlete and Vytal tournament winner?
Atlas Elites: ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹
Whitley/Winter: ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿคš
Jacques: *enraged sputtering intensifies*
Weiss: *wraps arms around Pyrrha and Jauneโ€™s waists* Thank you for inviting us to the party, father, but Iโ€™m afraid we have someplace to be! *turns to Pyrrha/Jaune* Shall we?
Jaune/Pyrrha/Weiss: *turn together to walk away*
Pyrrha: ๐Ÿ˜ก ๐Ÿ–•
Jaune: ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ‘‹ Thanks for inviting us! See you at the next holiday party!
Weiss: ๐Ÿ˜‰ *swaying her hips and strutting between her two tall muscular partners as Schnarkos trio make their exit*
Jaune: Uhhโ€ฆWeiss? Your hand is sliding down to my-
Weiss: Donโ€™t worry, Jaune, Iโ€™m just making sure everyone knows which Schnee is most successful in life. ๐Ÿ˜ˆ
Jacques: โ€ฆ
Whitley: ๐Ÿฅต Am I attracted to men?!
Winter: ๐Ÿฅฒ Weiss has done so much better than the rest of usโ€ฆ
Atlas Elites: ๐Ÿ˜ง *staring at Jaune/Pyrrha in their respective dresses, escorting tiny ice princess out the door*
Willow: *sniffles* Iโ€™m so proud/jealous of my daughter!
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chandlermead ยท 9 months
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Completely unrelated person here but Tbh a tad over weight. Not drastically by any means but I have a slight belly. Day to day I donโ€™t feel that it bothers me much in general but I definitely do sike myself out in thinking I could never in a million years snatch up a guy as hot as someone like you. I really wish that wasnโ€™t the way my mind thought but it really is. Maybe because of society norms who knows. I too live somewhere in small town America and am around your age and just never put myself out there and have been single for a very long time. I say Iโ€™m fine with that but am I really? Iโ€™m not sure. Sorry just wanted to vent and you seem like someone nice enough to listen. Thanks.
If it makes you feel better, most people struggle with body image to some degree(๐Ÿ™‹), but for the most part no one is as critical as yourself. For example, most people take multiple pics of themselves and pick the โ€˜bestโ€™ one, anyone else would say they all look the exact same, but you will notice the small little variations that make you dislike or like one over the other. Same goes for irl, most people are preoccupied thinking about their own stuff to notice the little things you may be insecure about. The bigger deal you make of it the more people will pick up on it. Lots of people like a belly. Bellyโ€™s are hot. Bears, dad bods, thicc guys, whatever the lingo people are using. I donโ€™t think youโ€™d want to date a guy whoโ€™s so negative about a lil extra weight anyways(๐Ÿšฉ), so try not to be so hard on yourself. Which is super annoying advise but ๐Ÿคท
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the-90s-music-colosseum ยท 1 year
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500 Follower Special!!! (the worst one yet)
So uhhhhhh
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...I did not actually think that I would hit 500 followers within a month of hitting 400 so I forgot to prepare the milestone special
But I figured I have to give you something, right? Something I could make easily and quickly, but not something lazy like a terribly made mashup song or a few halfhearted memes, it had to be something you could come back to time and time again, and something of realistic value.
So I made copypastas for some iconic 90s songs.
Expand the post to see them all. Sorry in advance. And yes, you may make requests for more.
[Creep]
When ๐Ÿ•— you ๐Ÿ‘‰ were โž• here ๐Ÿ“ before ๐Ÿ˜บ Couldn't ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ look ๐Ÿ‘€ you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿผ in ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’ฆ the eye ๐Ÿ˜™ You're ๐Ÿผ just ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ค like ๐Ÿฉธ an angel ๐Ÿ˜‡ Your ๐Ÿ‘‰ skin โ™‚๏ธ makes ๐Ÿ–• me ๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก cry ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ You ๐Ÿ˜ณ float ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ’†๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ like ๐Ÿ‘ a feather In ๐Ÿ›Œ a beautiful ๐Ÿ”ด๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ธ world ๐Ÿคท๐ŸŒ I ๐Ÿ˜€ wish ๐ŸŒ  I ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿค was special ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ‘๏ธ You're ๐Ÿป so fuckin' ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘Œ special ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ‘๏ธ But ๐Ÿ”š๐ŸŽฎ๐Ÿ‘ I'm ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’ช a creep ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿคซ I'm ๐Ÿ’ฅ a weirdo ๐Ÿคช What โ“ the hell ๐Ÿ‘ฆ am ๐Ÿ™Œ I ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ˜‚ doin' ๐Ÿค“ here? ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ“ I ๐Ÿ‘€ don't ๐Ÿ’ฐ belong ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿšฝ here ๐Ÿ“ I ๐Ÿง ๐Ÿ‘… don't โŒ care ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜ฉ if it hurts ๐Ÿค• I ๐Ÿ˜ wanna ๐Ÿ˜ฑ have ๐Ÿˆถ control ๐Ÿค”๐ŸŽฎ I ๐Ÿป want ๐Ÿคฌ a perfect ๐Ÿ’ฏ body ๐Ÿ‘€ I ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ want ๐Ÿ‘„ a perfect ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿฅฐ soul ๐Ÿ‘ป I ๐Ÿ˜€ want ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿคฒ you ๐Ÿ˜€๐ŸคŸ to notice ๐Ÿ‘Ž When ๐Ÿ‘ I'm ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™€๏ธ not ๐Ÿšฏ around โž•๐Ÿœ๏ธโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ค So fuckin' ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’ฏ special ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘ˆ I ๐Ÿ‘Œ wish ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™ I ๐Ÿ˜Š was special ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ‘๏ธ But ๐Ÿ‘ I'm ๐Ÿ˜‡ a creep ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿคซ I'm ๐Ÿ“ a weirdo ๐Ÿคช What ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ˜ก the hell ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ“› am ๐Ÿ‘„ I ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ˜  doin' ๐Ÿค“ here? ๐Ÿˆ I ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿฟ don't ๐Ÿšซ belong ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿšฝ here ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸโœจโœจ She's ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿพ running ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ out ๐Ÿ˜พ the door ๐Ÿšช (run) ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธ She's ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘ running ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€ out ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿšช She ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฟ run, ๐Ÿƒ run, ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธ run, ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿƒ run ๐Ÿƒ Run ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿƒ Whatever ๐Ÿ˜ด makes ๐Ÿ–• you ๐Ÿ˜€ happy ๐Ÿ˜ Whatever ๐Ÿ’ฏ you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ want ๐Ÿ˜‹ You're ๐Ÿ˜ญ so fuckin' ๐Ÿ˜ฉ special ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ‘๏ธ I ๐Ÿ‘€ wish ๐ŸŒ  I ๐Ÿ‘€๐ŸŒˆ was special ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ‘๏ธ But ๐Ÿ‘ I'm โ˜๏ธ a creep ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿคซ I'm ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป a weirdo ๐Ÿคช What ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ the hell ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿฅต am ๐Ÿ™Œ I ๐Ÿ‘… doin' ๐Ÿค“ here? ๐Ÿฅต I ๐Ÿ˜Š don't ๐Ÿšซ belong ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿšฝ here ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’ช I ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜ณ don't ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ belong ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿšฝ here ๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿ”ฅ
[Common People]
She ๐Ÿ‘ฉ came ๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ’ฆ from ๐Ÿ˜ค Greece ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฑ she ๐Ÿ‘ฉ had โœŠ a thirst ๐Ÿ’ฆ for ๐Ÿ’ฆ knowledge ๐Ÿ“š She ๐Ÿฅฐ studied sculpture at Saint ๐Ÿ˜ˆ Martin's College That's ๐ŸฆŽ where ๐Ÿ‘€ I ๐Ÿ™€ Caught ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™‚๏ธ her ๐Ÿ‘ฉ eye ๐Ÿ˜ป She ๐Ÿ‘ฉ told ๐Ÿ‘‰ me โœŒ๏ธ that ๐Ÿ˜ her ๐Ÿ‘ฉ dad ๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿผ was loaded I ๐Ÿ˜€ said, ๐Ÿ˜ in ๐Ÿ‘ that ๐Ÿ’€ case ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ’ฏ I'll ๐ŸŽ…๐Ÿ‘ have ๐ŸŽฒ rum and Coca-Cola She ๐Ÿ™‰ said ๐Ÿ’ฌ fine ๐Ÿ™Š And then ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฑ in โ˜ฎ๏ธ thirty ๐Ÿ•ง seconds ๐Ÿ˜ซ time ๐Ÿ˜โœจ๐Ÿ’ž she ๐Ÿ‘ฉ said ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ™ˆ I ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€ wanna ๐Ÿค• live ๐Ÿ™ like ๐Ÿ˜„ common ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ people ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ‘ซ I ๐Ÿ˜€ wanna ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™‚๏ธ do โณ whatever ๐Ÿ˜ common ๐Ÿฉ people ๐Ÿ‘ซ do ๐Ÿฆค Wanna ๐Ÿค• sleep ๐Ÿ˜ด with common ๐Ÿ˜ people ๐Ÿ‘จ I ๐Ÿ˜Š wanna ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ™‡ sleep ๐Ÿ˜ช with common ๐Ÿฉ people ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ Like ๐Ÿ’– you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ Oh ๐Ÿฆ‹ what ๐Ÿ‘ else ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ˜ฉ could ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค” I ๐Ÿป do ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ‘€ I ๐Ÿ˜Š said ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ I'll, ๐Ÿ“ท I'll ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿฟ๐ŸŽก see ๐Ÿ‘€ what โ“ I ๐Ÿ˜Š can ๐ŸฆŽ do โ€ผ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธ I ๐Ÿ˜ฉ took โœ‹ her ๐Ÿ‘„ to a supermarket I ๐Ÿ˜€ don't โœ‹ know ๐Ÿค“ why ๐Ÿค” But ๐Ÿ‘ I ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜Š had ๐Ÿ’” to start ๐Ÿ’ข it somewhere ๐Ÿ‘‰ So it started ๐Ÿ†• there ๐Ÿ˜‚ I โ„น๏ธโ„น๏ธ said ๐Ÿ’ฌ pretend ๐Ÿ™ƒ you've ๐Ÿ˜ฆ got ๐Ÿ‰ no ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ฃ money ๐Ÿ‘› She ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ just ๐Ÿ˜ก laughed ๐Ÿ˜‚ and said ๐Ÿ’ฌ Oh ๐Ÿ˜ฏ you're ๐Ÿฅต so funny ๐Ÿ˜ƒ I ๐Ÿ˜ said; ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ yeah โ˜” I ๐Ÿ˜Š can't ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’ฆ see ๐Ÿ‘€ anyone ๐Ÿ™‹ else ๐Ÿ–ค smiling โœจ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ in ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿป here ๐Ÿ’ Are you ๐Ÿคก sure? ๐Ÿ‘ You ๐Ÿ‘ˆ wanna ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™‚๏ธ live ๐Ÿ™ like ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ common ๐Ÿฉ people ๐Ÿ‘ช You ๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ‘Š wanna ๐Ÿ˜ท see ๐Ÿ‘ฅ whatever ๐Ÿ˜’ common ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ people ๐Ÿ‘ซ see ๐Ÿ‘€ Wanna ๐ŸŒบ sleep ๐Ÿ› with common ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ people ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ‘ซ You ๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘‰ wanna ๐Ÿฅ€ sleep ๐Ÿ˜ช with common ๐Ÿฉ people ๐Ÿ’ Like ๐Ÿ‘‹ me ๐Ÿ‘ฆ But ๐Ÿ˜œ she ๐Ÿ‘ฉ didn't ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ understand ๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜Š She ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ just ๐Ÿ‘Œ smiled and held ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ผ my ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ™‚ hand ๐Ÿคฒ Rent a flat ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ’๐Ÿชโ˜„๏ธ above ๐Ÿ†™๐Ÿ†™๐Ÿ†™ a shop Cut ๐Ÿ˜ฃ your ๐Ÿ‘ˆ hair ๐Ÿ’‡ and get ๐Ÿ”ฅ a job ๐Ÿ’ผ Smoke ๐Ÿ’จ some ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿ’ฏ fags and play ๐ŸŽฒ some ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ pool ๐ŸŽฑ Pretend ๐Ÿ™ƒ you โ€ผ๏ธโ€ผ๏ธ never ๐Ÿšซ went ๐Ÿ’จ to school ๐Ÿ˜‘ But ๐Ÿ‘ still โฐ๐Ÿ‘  you'll ๐Ÿค“ never ๐Ÿ™… get ๐Ÿ‰ it right ๐Ÿ”ฐ๐Ÿ”ฐ 'Cause ๐Ÿ”ซ when ๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ• you're โŒ laid ๐Ÿ† in ๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ bed ๐Ÿ›Œ at night ๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ‘ Watching ๐Ÿ‘€ roaches climb ๐Ÿ“ผ the wall ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿค‘ If you ๐Ÿ˜Š called ๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ“ž your ๐Ÿ‘ˆ dad ๐ŸŒฑ he ๐Ÿ‘จ could ๐Ÿ‘ˆ stop โœ‹ it all, ๐Ÿ’ฏ yeah ๐Ÿšœ
You'll ๐Ÿ‘ธ never ๐Ÿšซ live ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ‘ฆ like ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ‘ common ๐Ÿฉ people ๐Ÿ‘ฅ You'll ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‘ง never ๐Ÿšซ do ๐Ÿ‘‚ whatever ๐Ÿ’ฏ common ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ people ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฒ do ๐Ÿ‘Œ You'll ๐Ÿ‘ never โŒ fail ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿคง like ๐Ÿ˜„ common ๐Ÿ˜ people ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ‘ฅ You'll ๐Ÿ‘ never โŒโ•โ•โ•โ• watch ๐Ÿ‘€ your ๐Ÿ‚ life ๐Ÿ’“ slide ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽข out โ†˜๏ธ of view โ›ฒ And you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ dance ๐Ÿฒ and drink ๐Ÿถ and screw Because โžก๏ธ there's ๐Ÿ˜น nothing ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿค™โœ‹ else ๐Ÿ˜” to do ๐Ÿ˜† Sing ๐ŸŽค๐ŸŽ™๏ธ along ๐ŸŽถ with the common ๐Ÿฉ people ๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘ญ Sing ๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿ˜™ along ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ”š and it might ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ just ๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ‘€ get ๐Ÿ‰ you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ through ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš–๏ธ Laugh ๐Ÿ˜„ along ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ”š with the common ๐Ÿ˜ people ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŒพ Laugh ๐Ÿ˜‚ along ๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ”š even ๐ŸŒƒ though ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’— they're ๐Ÿ‘ฅ really ๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ˜ป laughing ๐Ÿ˜… at you ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€ And the stupid ๐Ÿคค things ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ‘€ that ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿค” you ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค– do ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ Because ๐ŸŽ‰ you ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ฆ think ๐Ÿค” that ๐Ÿ˜ poor ๐Ÿ’ธ is cool ๐Ÿ˜Ž Like ๐ŸŽ… a dog ๐Ÿฉ lying ๐Ÿคฅ in ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿก a corner ๐ŸŒฝ They ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ will ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’ฐ bite ๐Ÿ‘„ you ๐Ÿ˜€ and never โŒ๐Ÿ”š warn you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ Look ๐Ÿ‘€ out, ๐Ÿ‘‰ they'll ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™‚๏ธ tear ๐Ÿ˜‚ your ๐Ÿ˜ฉ insides ๐Ÿ’  out ๐Ÿ‘‰ 'Cause ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿค“ everybody ๐Ÿ‘ด๐Ÿ‘ต๐Ÿ‘จ hates ๐Ÿ˜ก a tourist Especially one 1๏ธโƒฃ who ๐Ÿ“ท thinks ๐Ÿช it's all โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ•ฅ2๏ธโƒฃ such ๐Ÿ˜›๐ŸŽ a laugh ๐Ÿ˜ Yeah ๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘  and the chip ๐ŸŸ stains and grease Will ๐Ÿผ come ๐ŸŒฝ out ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ต in โ˜๐Ÿป the bath ๐Ÿ›€ You ๐Ÿ˜€ will ๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿผ never โœ–๏ธ understand โœ–๏ธ How ๐Ÿค” it feels ๐Ÿ˜ค to live ๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘ฐ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿป your ๐Ÿ™Œ life ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚ With no โ›” meaning ๐Ÿ˜ or control ๐Ÿ•บ And with nowhere โ“ left ๐Ÿ‘ˆ to go ๐Ÿฆ— You ๐Ÿ˜€๐ŸคŸ are amazed ๐Ÿ˜ณ that ๐Ÿค” they ๐Ÿ‘ฅ๐Ÿ‘จ exist And they ๐Ÿฝ burn ๐Ÿ”ฅ so bright ๐Ÿ˜Ž Whilst ๐ŸŽฉ you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ can ๐Ÿ˜œ only ๐Ÿค wonder ๐Ÿ’ญ why ๐Ÿค” Rent a flat ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ’๐Ÿชโ˜„๏ธ above ๐Ÿ†™ a shop Cut โ“๐Ÿ˜ฑ your ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ผ hair ๐Ÿ™† and get ๐Ÿ‰ a job ๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿคช Smoke ๐Ÿšซ some ๐Ÿ˜‹ fags and play ๐ŸŽฝ some ๐ŸŒฝ pool ๐ŸŠ Pretend ๐Ÿ™ƒ you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ never โŒ went ๐Ÿ‘ฃ to school ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿตโ˜•๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿผโ˜• But ๐Ÿ‘ still ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ“ž you'll ๐Ÿ‘ˆ never โŒ get ๐Ÿ”Ÿ it right ๐Ÿ“ 'Cause ๐Ÿ’‹ when ๐Ÿ‘ you're ๐Ÿ‘Œ laid ๐Ÿ˜‚ in ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ™ bed ๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ›Œ at night ๐ŸŒ™ Watching ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ roaches climb ๐Ÿ“ผ the wall ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿค‘ If you ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿค– called ๐Ÿ“ฒ your ๐Ÿ‘‰ dad ๐Ÿ‘จ he ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ could ๐Ÿ˜Ÿ stop โœ‹ it all ๐Ÿ‘พ Yeah ๐Ÿ˜ฉ Never ๐Ÿšซ live ๐Ÿ˜œ like ๐Ÿ˜„ common ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ people ๐Ÿ‘ถ Never ๐Ÿ˜… do ๐Ÿ˜ฃ what ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ‘‘ common ๐Ÿฉ people ๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ‘จ do ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ‘บ Never ๐Ÿšซ fail ๐Ÿšซ like ๐Ÿ‘ common ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ people ๐Ÿ‘จ You'll ๐Ÿ˜ญ never ๐Ÿšซ watch ๐Ÿ‘€ your ๐ŸŒฝ life ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿงฌ slide ๐Ÿ˜ out ๐Ÿ” of view โ›ฒ And then ๐Ÿ™„ dance ๐Ÿฒ and drink ๐Ÿถ and screw Because ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿฝ there's ๐Ÿ˜น nothing ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿผ else ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ to do ๐Ÿคจ Wanna ๐Ÿ˜Œ live ๐Ÿ™ with common ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ people ๐Ÿ‘ฅ like ๐Ÿ’– you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ Wanna ๐Ÿ˜Œ live ๐Ÿ™ with common ๐Ÿฉ people ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ‘จ like ๐Ÿ’– you ๐ŸฆŽ Wanna ๐Ÿ™ live ๐Ÿ’ฃ with common ๐Ÿฉ people ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŒพ like ๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ‘ซ you ๐Ÿ‘ Wanna ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿป live ๐Ÿ‘ฆ with common ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ people ๐Ÿ‘ซ like ๐Ÿ˜› you ๐ŸฆŽ Wanna ๐Ÿ’€ live ๐Ÿ™ with common ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ people ๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿคซ like ๐Ÿ“ท you ๐Ÿ‘† Wanna ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ™‡ live ๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘ฐ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿป with common ๐Ÿฉ people ๐Ÿ‘จ like ๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ I ๐Ÿ’ wanna ๐Ÿ’€ live ๐Ÿ™ with common ๐Ÿฉ people ๐Ÿ‘ช like ๐Ÿ’— you ๐Ÿ‘‰ Oh, ๐Ÿ˜ฏ la, ๐Ÿงš la, ๐Ÿ’ฐ la, ๐ŸŽถ la ๐ŸŽถ Oh, ๐Ÿ˜ณ la, ๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ’ฐ la, ๐Ÿ’ฐ la, ๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ’ฐ la ๐Ÿ’… Oh, ๐Ÿ˜ฐ la, ๐ŸŽถ la, ๐Ÿ’ฐ la, ๐Ÿ’ฐ la ๐ŸŽถ Oh, ๐Ÿค la, ๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ’ฐ la, ๐ŸŽถ la, ๐Ÿงš la ๐Ÿ˜ผ Oh ๐Ÿฆ‹ you ๐Ÿ‘‰
[Even Flow]
Freezin' ๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿฅถ Rests his ๐Ÿ’ฆ head ๐Ÿ’†๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ on ๐Ÿ”› a pillow made ๐Ÿ‘‘ of concrete again ๐Ÿฅณ Oh, ๐Ÿฆ๐ŸŽ‰ feelin' Maybe ๐Ÿค” he'll ๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”™ see ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ‘€ a little ๐Ÿค betters, any ๐Ÿ’ฆ days ๐Ÿ—“๏ธ Oh, ๐Ÿ˜ฐ hand ๐ŸคŸ out ๐Ÿ’‹ Faces ๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜ that ๐Ÿป he ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป sees ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ˜ฒ time โณ again โŒ๐Ÿ˜ฌ ain't โŒ that ๐Ÿ˜ˆ familiar Oh, ๐Ÿš™ dark ๐ŸŒš grin ๐Ÿ˜„ He ๐Ÿ“ท can't ๐Ÿ‘ฝ help, ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ฌ when ๐Ÿ•— he's ๐Ÿ‘จ happy, ๐Ÿ˜ he ๐Ÿ“ท looks ๐Ÿ‘€ insane ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿคช Even ๐ŸŒ“ flow, thoughts ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿค” arrive ๐Ÿ›ฌ like ๐Ÿ’– butterflies ๐Ÿ˜Ÿ Oh, ๐Ÿฆ‹ he ๐Ÿ‘จ don't ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ‘Ž know, ๐Ÿ’ญ so he ๐Ÿ˜ณ chases them โžก๏ธ๐Ÿ˜‡ away ๐Ÿ˜‚ Oh, ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค— someday yet โ—โ— he'll ๐Ÿคด begin ๐Ÿ“ฆ his ๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿ– life ๐Ÿฆง๐Ÿฆง๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿด again ๐Ÿฅณ Life ๐Ÿ“… again, ๐Ÿฅณ life ๐Ÿ’“ again โŒ Kneelin' Lookin' ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘€ through ๐Ÿ’ธ the paper ๐Ÿค“ though ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ญ he ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ doesn't ๐Ÿ˜š know ๐Ÿค” to read ๐Ÿ“– Oh, ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜ฏ prayin' Now ๐Ÿ˜ to something ๐Ÿ‘คโ” that ๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿ˜ฏ has ๐Ÿ‘ never ๐Ÿ˜… showed him ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฑ anything ๐Ÿ˜ซ Oh, ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค— feelin' Understands the weather ๐ŸŒก of the winter's on โฌ‡๏ธ its way ๐Ÿ’… Oh, ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ†— ceilings Few ๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ”ข and far ๐ŸŒŒ between ๐Ÿ‘„ all ๐Ÿ’ฏ the legal ๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ˜‹ halls of shame ๐Ÿ˜ณ Even ๐ŸŒƒ flow, thoughts ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿค” arrive ๐ŸŽ€ like ๐Ÿ’– butterflies ๐Ÿ˜Ÿ Oh, ๐Ÿ˜ณ he ๐Ÿ‘ฅ don't ๐Ÿšซ know, ๐Ÿ˜ so he ๐Ÿ‘ฅ๐Ÿ‘‰ chases them ๐Ÿšผ away ๐Ÿ˜‚ Oh, ๐Ÿ™€ someday yet โœจ he'll ๐Ÿคด begin ๐Ÿ”˜ his ๐Ÿ™ˆ life ๐Ÿ˜€ again ๐Ÿ˜ฌ Whispering hands โœ‹๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿค› gently ๐Ÿ‘… lead ๐Ÿ‘‘ him ๐Ÿ‘ด away ๐Ÿ˜‚ Him ๐Ÿ‘ด away, ๐Ÿ˜‡ him ๐Ÿ‘ด away ๐Ÿ‘‹ Yeah, ๐ŸŒ ooh, ๐ŸŽโžก๏ธโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘คโฌ†๏ธ ah ๐Ÿฅถ yeah, ๐Ÿ™Œ fuck โฌ†๏ธ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ–• it up ๐Ÿ” Even ๐ŸŒƒ flow, thoughts ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿค” arrive ๐Ÿ›ฌ like ๐Ÿ‘ butterflies ๐Ÿ˜Ÿ Oh, ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜… he ๐Ÿ“ท don't ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšซ know, ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ˜ฑ so he ๐Ÿ‘จ chases them ๐Ÿ˜ฑ away ๐Ÿ”œ๐Ÿ’จ Ah, ๐Ÿ˜ฑ someday yet ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘€ he'll ๐Ÿ‘ฆ begin ๐Ÿข his ๐Ÿฆ‹๐ŸŒŸโ„๏ธ life ๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ’“ again ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿคž๐Ÿ˜Žโ€ผ๏ธโœ”๏ธ Whispering hands ๐Ÿ‘ gently ๐Ÿ‘… lead ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ’ฆ him ๐Ÿ‘จ away ๐Ÿ‘‹ Him ๐Ÿ‘ด away, ๐Ÿฅฐ him ๐Ÿ‘ด away ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ Yeah, โœ… ooh ๐Ÿฆ—
[Closer]
You ๐Ÿ’ let ๐Ÿ‘ซ me ๐Ÿ˜ violate ๐Ÿ’ฏ you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿฝ You ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜Š let ๐Ÿ‘ซ me ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ desecrate โŒ you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ You ๐Ÿ’• let ๐Ÿ™† me ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ’ฏ penetrate you ๐Ÿ’— You ๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅต let ๐Ÿ’‚ me ๐Ÿ‘€ complicate you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ I ๐Ÿ‘ฅ broke ๐Ÿ’” apart ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’“ my ๐Ÿ‘ช๐Ÿ‘จ insides ๐Ÿ’  (Help ๐Ÿ’ me) ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ I've ๐Ÿ’ฏ got ๐Ÿ™ˆ no โœ‹ soul ๐Ÿ˜ฑ to sell ๐Ÿ’ธ (Help ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ”ˆ me) ๐Ÿฅบ the only ๐Ÿคฃ thing ๐Ÿ•‘ that ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ”•๐Ÿ‘ works ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป for ๐Ÿ‘ป me ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿคฐ๐Ÿ‘ Help ๐ŸฆŽ me ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿป get 5๏ธโƒฃ away ๐Ÿ˜‚ from ๐Ÿ‘Š myself ๐Ÿ‘ˆ I ๐Ÿ’ฐ wanna ๐Ÿ˜ก fuck ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’ฆ you ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘จ like ๐Ÿ’– an animal ๐Ÿฏ I ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿค wanna ๐ŸŒบ feel ๐Ÿ˜ you ๐Ÿ˜Š from ๐Ÿ‘‰ the inside ๐Ÿ’  I ๐Ÿ˜€ wanna ๐Ÿ’€ fuck ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ˜‰ you ๐ŸคŸ like ๐ŸฆŠ an animal ๐Ÿ My ๐Ÿ˜€ whole ๐Ÿ’ฆ existence ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ‘Œ is flawed You ๐Ÿ‘ˆ get 5๏ธโƒฃ me ๐Ÿ˜ค closer ๐Ÿคกโžก๏ธ to God ๐Ÿ’ƒ You ๐Ÿ‘‰ can ๐Ÿ”ซ have ๐Ÿˆถ my ๐Ÿฟ isolation You ๐Ÿ‘‰ can ๐Ÿ˜œ have ๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ the hate ๐Ÿ˜ก that โ˜‘๏ธ it brings ๐Ÿšถ You ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘ˆ can ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ’ฆ have ๐Ÿˆถ my ๐Ÿ˜Š absence of faith ๐Ÿšซโ›ช You ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘จ can ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿ”๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ have ๐Ÿˆถ my ๐Ÿ˜€ everything ๐Ÿ’ฏ you ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘ˆ tear ๐Ÿคฃ down ๐Ÿค— my ๐Ÿ’… reason ๐Ÿค” (Help ๐ŸฆŽ me) ๐Ÿ•ด๐Ÿป it's your ๐Ÿ‘‰ sex ๐Ÿ† I ๐Ÿ˜Š can ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ’ฆ smell ๐Ÿ‘ƒ (Help ๐ŸฆŽ me) ๐Ÿ˜ค you ๐Ÿ˜Š๐ŸคŸ make ๐Ÿงƒ me ๐Ÿฆถ perfect ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿฅฐ Help ๐ŸฆŽ me ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿป become ๐Ÿ˜Œ somebody ๐Ÿ‘ค else ๐Ÿ˜ I ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿฝ wanna ๐ŸŽ€ fuck ๐Ÿ–• you ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ณ like ๐ŸŒŸ an animal ๐Ÿ” I ๐Ÿ˜Š wanna ๐Ÿ’€ feel ๐Ÿ˜ you ๐Ÿ‘Š from ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ the inside ๐Ÿง‘ I ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š wanna ๐Ÿ˜ฑ fuck ๐Ÿ˜ you ๐Ÿ˜€ like ๐Ÿ’“ an animal ๐Ÿ– My ๐Ÿ— whole ๐Ÿ’ฆ existence ๐Ÿ‘Œ is flawed You ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜€ get ๐Ÿ‰ me ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿป closer ๐Ÿคกโžก๏ธ to God ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿค” Through ๐Ÿ‘‰โฌ every ๐Ÿ˜น forest ๐ŸŒฒ Above ๐Ÿ†™๐Ÿ†™๐Ÿ†™ the trees ๐ŸŒฒ Within ๐Ÿ˜ฑ my ๐Ÿ˜ต stomach ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿคฃ Scraped off ๐Ÿ˜ my ๐ŸŽŽ knees ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿค I ๐Ÿ‘ฅ drink ๐Ÿง‰๐Ÿป๐Ÿง‰๐Ÿธ the honey ๐Ÿ Inside ๐Ÿ’  your ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ‘‰ hive You ๐ŸคŸ are the reason ๐Ÿง I ๐Ÿ˜Š stay ๐Ÿš‰๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ alive ๐Ÿฅด
[Supersonic]
I ๐Ÿ™€ need ๐Ÿ‘ to be ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ myself ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘‘ I ๐Ÿ™‹ can't โŒ be ๐Ÿ no โŒ one โ˜๏ธ else ๐Ÿ˜ I'm ๐Ÿคฉ feeling ๐Ÿ˜Œ supersonic Give ๐ŸŽ me ๐Ÿป gin and tonic You ๐Ÿ˜Š๐ŸคŸ can ๐ŸŽฅ have ๐Ÿ˜‘ it all, ๐Ÿ’ฏ but ๐Ÿค” How ๐Ÿ’โ“ much ๐Ÿ”ฅ do ๐Ÿ† you โœจ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’– want ๐Ÿ˜ it? You ๐ŸคŸ make โœŠ me ๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿพ laugh ๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜‚ Give ๐Ÿ‘ me ๐Ÿคฉ your ๐Ÿ‘‰ autograph Can โŒ๐Ÿ”ซ I ๐Ÿ˜ฉ ride ๐Ÿšฒ with you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ In ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฅซ your ๐Ÿ˜Ž BMW? You ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿผ can ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ”ซ sail โ›ต with me ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿป In ๐Ÿ‘‰ my ๐Ÿ˜… yellow ๐Ÿšธ submarine You ๐Ÿ‘ˆ need ๐Ÿ˜ฌ to find ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ‘ค out ๐Ÿ˜œ 'Cause ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿค“ no ๐Ÿ‘Ž one's ๐Ÿฉฑ gonna ๐ŸŽโžก๏ธโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘คโฌ†๏ธ tell ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ™Š you ๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ‘‘โœจ what ๐Ÿคท๐ŸšŸ I'm ๐Ÿ‘Œ on ๐Ÿ”› about โœจ You ๐Ÿ˜ถ need ๐Ÿ‘ to find ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ” a way ๐Ÿ˜คโœ‹ For ๐ŸŽ…๐ŸŽ what ๐Ÿ˜ฆ you ๐Ÿ‘ฆ wanna ๐Ÿค• say ๐Ÿ˜ But ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ™‹ before ๐Ÿ˜‚ tomorrow ๐Ÿ“† 'Cause ๐Ÿ’‹ my ๐Ÿงš friend ๐Ÿ˜€ said ๐Ÿ’ฌ he'd take ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿป you ๐Ÿ˜Š home ๐Ÿš He ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ sits in ๐Ÿ“ฅ a corner ๐ŸŒฝ all ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ alone ๐Ÿ‘ฅ He ๐Ÿ“ท lives ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ’“ under ๐Ÿ˜€ a waterfall Nobody ๐Ÿ™… can ๐Ÿ˜ณ see ๐Ÿ‘€ him ๐Ÿ‘ด Nobody ๐Ÿ™„ can ๐Ÿง  ever ๐Ÿ˜  hear ๐Ÿ‘‚ him ๐Ÿ˜ง call ๐Ÿฅฃ Nobody ๐Ÿ˜ฏ can ๐Ÿฅซ ever ๐Ÿ˜ค hear ๐Ÿ‘‚ him ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ’• call ๐Ÿค™ You ๐Ÿ™Œ need ๐Ÿ‘‰ to be 2๏ธโƒฃ0๏ธโƒฃ2๏ธโƒฃ1๏ธโƒฃ yourself ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘ˆ You ๐Ÿ˜Š can't ๐Ÿšซ be ๐Ÿ˜ณ no ๐Ÿพ one ๐Ÿฆด else ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ˜ฉ I โ˜๏ธ know ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿค•๐Ÿคท a girl ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง called ๐Ÿ”ณ Elsa She's ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘ into ๐Ÿ‘‰ Alka-Seltzer She ๐Ÿ‘ง sniffs it through ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš–๏ธ a cane ๐Ÿญ On ๐Ÿ”› a supersonic train ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿ’ง๐Ÿฆต And she ๐Ÿ‘ฉ makes ๐Ÿ–• me ๐Ÿ‘ง laugh ๐Ÿ˜‚ I ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ‘จ got ๐Ÿ“ท her ๐Ÿ‘ฉ autograph She ๐Ÿฅฐ done โ€ผ๏ธ it with the doctor ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš• On ๐Ÿ”› a helicopter ๐Ÿš She's ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿพ sniffing in ๐Ÿ˜› a tissue Selling The Big ๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜ฉ Issue ๐Ÿ˜ญ And she ๐Ÿ‘ฉ finds ๐Ÿ” out ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿšช No ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿšซ one's ๐Ÿ’š gonna ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿ’ช tell ๐Ÿ“Ÿ her ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿง what ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿคท๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ I'm ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ˜‚ on ๐Ÿง๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜” about ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ You ๐Ÿ˜Š need โœŠ๐Ÿ˜‡ to find ๐Ÿ‘€ a way ๐Ÿคš For ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ”œ what ๐Ÿ˜ฆ you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ wanna ๐Ÿ˜ฑ say ๐Ÿ˜ซ But ๐Ÿ‘ before ๐Ÿ˜ด tomorrow ๐Ÿ“† 'Cause ๐Ÿ”ซ my ๐Ÿ‘ธ friend ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ‘จ said ๐Ÿ’ฌ he'd take ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ‘€ you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ home ๐Ÿ‘ช๐Ÿ‘ช๐Ÿ‘ช He ๐Ÿ“ท sits in ๐Ÿ•บ a corner โ—ผ๏ธ all ๐Ÿ’ฏ alone ๐Ÿ˜ข He ๐Ÿ‘ฅ lives ๐Ÿ’“ under ๐Ÿ˜ก a waterfall Nobody ๐Ÿ˜ฏ can ๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ”ซ see ๐Ÿ˜Œ him ๐Ÿ‘ด Nobody ๐Ÿ™… can ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’ฆ ever ๐Ÿค” hear ๐Ÿ‘‚ him ๐Ÿ‘จ call ๐Ÿ˜  Nobody ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿค can ๐ŸฆŽ ever ๐Ÿ˜  hear ๐Ÿ‘‚ him ๐Ÿคญ call ๐Ÿ“ž
[Heart-Shaped Box]
She ๐Ÿค ๐Ÿ’• eyes ๐Ÿ‘€ me ๐Ÿฅฐ like ๐Ÿ’– a Pisces ๐ŸŸ when โฐ I ๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿฆพ am ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง weak ๐Ÿ‘ถ I've ๐Ÿ˜Š been ๐Ÿผ locked ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ” inside ๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿ‘† your โš ๏ธ heart-shaped box ๐Ÿ“ฆ for ๐Ÿคก weeks I've ๐Ÿ™‹ been ๐Ÿ‘ฆ drawn into ๐Ÿšช your ๐Ÿ’ฆ magnet tar pit trap ๐Ÿ™Š I ๐Ÿ˜Š wish ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ™ I ๐Ÿšซ could ๐Ÿ”ฎ eat ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ‘… your ๐Ÿ“‰ cancer โ™‹ when ๐Ÿ˜€ you ๐Ÿ˜Š๐ŸคŸ turn ๐Ÿ”„ black โšซ Hey ๐Ÿ˜ก Wait โœ‹โœ‹ I ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ› got ๐Ÿ‘ a new ๐Ÿšก complaint Forever ๐Ÿ˜ป in โฌ‡๏ธ debt to your ๐ŸŒŠ priceless advice ๐Ÿ‘ Hey ๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽŠ Wait โŒš I ๐Ÿ‘‡ got ๐Ÿ‰ a new ๐Ÿ‘Œ complaint Forever ๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ’— in ๐ŸŽป๐Ÿ“ฏ๐ŸŽบ debt to your ๐Ÿ‘‰ priceless advice ๐Ÿ‘ Hey ๐Ÿ‘‹ Wait ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ฝ I ๐Ÿคซ got ๐Ÿ“ท a new ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ‘ถ complaint Forever ๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜ญ in ๐Ÿ’† debt to your ๐Ÿป priceless advice ๐Ÿ‘ Your โœจ advice ๐Ÿ‘ Meat-eating orchids forgive no ๐Ÿ™… one 1๏ธโƒฃ just ๐Ÿ˜‚ yet ๐Ÿ˜‡ Cut โ“๐Ÿ˜ฑ myself ๐Ÿ˜‰ on ๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿฟ angel ๐Ÿ˜‡ hair ๐Ÿ’‡ and baby's breath ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ‘„ Broken ๐Ÿ’” hymen of Your ๐Ÿ‘ˆ Highness, I'm ๐Ÿคง left ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐ŸŒฐ black โšซ Throw ๐Ÿฅด down โคต๏ธ your ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ˜ฉ umbilical noose so I ๐Ÿ˜ˆ can ๐Ÿ˜œ climb ๐Ÿง—โ€โ™‚๏ธ right ๐Ÿ“ท back ๐Ÿ‘‰ Hey ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿป Wait ๐Ÿš I ๐Ÿ˜Œ got ๐Ÿ˜‚ a new ๐Ÿ†• complaint Forever ๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ’— in ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ˜œ debt to your ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ‘‰ priceless advice ๐Ÿ‘ Hey ๐Ÿ‘‹ Wait ๐Ÿš I ๐Ÿ˜Š got ๐Ÿ’• a new ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ complaint Forever ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ•ค in ๐Ÿšฎ debt to your ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿผ priceless advice ๐Ÿ‘ Hey ๐Ÿ‘‹โ—๐Ÿพ Wait ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ˜ฏ I ๐Ÿ˜Š got ๐Ÿ”Œ a new ๐Ÿ˜ฑ complaint Forever ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ•ค in ๐Ÿ”š debt to your ๐Ÿ˜‡ priceless advice ๐Ÿ‘ Your ๐Ÿ‘‰ advice ๐Ÿ‘ She ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฐ eyes ๐Ÿคฉ me ๐Ÿค“ like ๐ŸŒธ a Pisces โ™“ when ๐Ÿ’• I ๐Ÿคข am โŒš weak ๐Ÿ‘ถ I've ๐Ÿคฉ been โœณ๏ธ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿ˜˜ locked ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ” inside ๐Ÿ’  your ๐Ÿ‘‰ heart-shaped box ๐ŸŽ for โŒ› weeks I've ๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธโœจ๐Ÿ‘ง been ๐Ÿ’ด๐Ÿฅœ drawn into ๐Ÿ‘‰ your ๐Ÿ‘‰ magnet tar pit trap ๐Ÿ™Š I ๐Ÿ˜€ wish ๐Ÿš˜ I ๐Ÿ‘ฅโŒ could ๐Ÿค” eat ๐Ÿ” your ๐Ÿ‘‰ cancer ๐Ÿฆ€ when ๐Ÿ“ท you ๐Ÿ˜š turn ๐Ÿฆท black ๐Ÿ–ค Hey ๐Ÿ˜  Wait ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ˜ฏ I ๐Ÿ™€ got ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ˜ฉ a new โค๏ธ complaint Forever ๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜ญ in ๐Ÿ™ˆ debt to your ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿฝ priceless advice ๐Ÿ‘ Hey ๐Ÿ™‹ Wait โœ‹โœ‹ I ๐Ÿ™‹ got ๐Ÿ‰ a new ๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™€๏ธ complaint Forever ๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ’— in ๐Ÿ‘‰ debt to your ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ‘‰ priceless advice ๐Ÿ‘ Hey ๐Ÿ‘‹โ—๐Ÿพ Wait โŒš I ๐Ÿ˜› got ๐Ÿ’ฆ a new ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ‘ถ complaint Forever ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ•ค in ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ‘Œ debt to your ๐Ÿฅบ priceless advice ๐Ÿ‘ Your ๐Ÿ‘‰ advice ๐Ÿ‘ Your ๐Ÿ•บ advice ๐Ÿ‘ Your ๐Ÿ‘‰ advice ๐Ÿ‘
[Parklife]
Confidence ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’žโœจ is a preference for ๐Ÿคฆ the habitual voyeur Of what ๐Ÿ‘ is known ๐Ÿ’ซ as (Parklife) And morning ๐ŸŒ… soup ๐ŸŽพ๐Ÿœ can ๐Ÿฅซ be ๐Ÿ˜– avoided If you ๐Ÿ˜Š take ๐Ÿ‘€ a route ๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿ™‚ straight ๐Ÿ“ through ๐Ÿช€ what ๐Ÿ˜ฆ is known ๐Ÿ’ซ as (Parklife) John's got ๐Ÿ˜ฉ brewer's droop He ๐Ÿ“ท gets ๐Ÿ‰ intimidated by ๐Ÿ˜“ the dirty pigeons They ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ love ๐Ÿ˜ a bit ๐Ÿ˜ of him ๐Ÿ‘ด (Parklife) Who's ๐Ÿ˜ˆ that โ—๐ŸŽข gut ๐Ÿคค lord ๐Ÿ‘‘ marching ๐ŸŒฒ You ๐Ÿ‘‰ should ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ‘ถ cut ๐Ÿ˜ฃ down โฌ on ๐Ÿ˜ผ your ๐Ÿ‘Œ pork ๐Ÿ– life ๐Ÿ’“ mate Get ๐Ÿ‰ some ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ’ญ exercise ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚ All ๐Ÿ˜‰ the people ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿคโ€๐Ÿง‘ So many โ” people ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ‘ฅ And they ๐Ÿ’ all ๐Ÿฅบ go ๐Ÿฆ— hand-in-hand Hand-in-hand through ๐Ÿ‘‰โฌ their ๐Ÿ‘ฅ parklife Know ๐Ÿ’ญ what ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’› I ๐Ÿ˜Š mean? ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘… I ๐Ÿคข get ๐Ÿ”Ÿ up ๐Ÿ‘ when ๐Ÿ”œ I โœจ want ๐Ÿฅž Except ๐Ÿ˜ฎ on ๐Ÿ˜ณ Wednesdays When ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿป I ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ™ get 5๏ธโƒฃ rudely awakened by ๐Ÿ˜ƒ the dustmen (Parklife) I ๐Ÿ˜€ put ๐Ÿ˜ my ๐Ÿ˜– trousers ๐Ÿ‘– on, ๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”› have ๐Ÿ”ต๐Ÿ˜ค a cup โ˜• of tea โ˜• And I ๐Ÿ‘€ think ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ’ญ about ๐Ÿค” leaving the house ๐Ÿ›–๐Ÿš๏ธ (Parklife) I ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ˜Ž feed ๐Ÿด the pigeons, I ๐ŸŽง sometimes ๐Ÿ• feed ๐Ÿ† the sparrows too ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ It gives ๐Ÿ˜š me ๐Ÿ”’ a sense ๐Ÿ’ฐ of enormous well-being (Parklife) And then ๐Ÿฅต I'm ๐Ÿ˜ˆ happy ๐Ÿ˜Š for ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ”œ the rest ๐Ÿ˜ช of the day ๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ’ž Safe ๐ŸŒบ in ๐Ÿ‘ฎ the knowledge ๐Ÿ“– there ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ณ will ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ”ต๐ŸŽท always ๐Ÿงข be โžก๏ธ A bit โ–ช๏ธ of my ๐Ÿ‘ˆ heart ๐Ÿ–ค devoted to it All ๐ŸŸฃ the people ๐Ÿ‘จ So many ๐Ÿ‘ฌ people ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ‘ซ And they ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ all ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ™ go ๐Ÿฆ— hand-in-hand Hand-in-hand through ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš–๏ธ their โญ• parklife Parklife (Parklife) Parklife (Parklife) It's got ๐Ÿ‘ nothing ๐Ÿšซ to do ๐Ÿ‘Œ with Vorsprung durch Technik, you ๐Ÿ‘Š know? ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ’ญ (Parklife) (Parklife) and it's not โœ–๏ธ about ๐Ÿ’ฆ you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ joggers Who ๐Ÿ’ go โค๏ธ round โญ• and round ๐Ÿ” and round ๐Ÿ” (Parklife) (Parklife)
I hate myself
(oh yeah, edit: I obviously did not write all this myself, a bot did it instead because I'm not very efficient)
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craske ยท 5 months
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I don't want to sound pretentious when i say all this (and this ended up being really long??), but i really do think you don't need to uphold your online presence so consciously, or even at all. There's nothing wrong with being "inactive" because trying to show up for everything is some sick standard social media made up. Maybe it might be difficult to uphold an idgaf personality, but i can say from my experience it could be better to try a little bit at a time. I can say that they really do mean it when you can have quiet admirers, from my experience all the more. Maybe they're too shy to put silly tags when they reblog or just put a like on your post. And I don't think you have to worry too much about sticking to one piece of media and be afraid the people following you won't like you anymore for posting different content. At most, I just believe they won't really care enough to unfollow you or stop engaging entirely. The most important thing to me is that you stick around doing the things you actually want to do, even if you're just showing up every month or so, or black out for a year or more. Because the people who do care will be overjoyed to see you whatever you post or share, especially when you come back after a long time. It really is discouraging when you don't see that actively, maybe because we're so used to seeing numbers that relate to our worth. But i like to imagine we're waving at each other from a distance or smiling through a window, as horrid as online landscapes can be nowadays. I know i'm running my mouth here but i just wanted to share my experience because i um. ๐Ÿ™‹ also think youre really cool and awesome and i love whatever work you do and the fact you share it is an amazing thing enough i feel privelaged and youre humor is funny and whatever new stuff you post is just introducing me to things i'll also think is cool down the line and i really do wish i can share my appericiation more and evolve from being a quiet admirer /inhales/ ๐Ÿ‘ i would say this is a sort of love letter from the gas station but i also mean it as kai ๐Ÿ‘‹ i hope you're doing well in uni or that it gets better soon or in whatever it is youre doing now. and whether or not youre online, i hope youre doing the things you enjoy ๐Ÿซถ
okay i needed some time to figure out how to respond to this ask because theres a lot (in a /pos way dont worry) so ill start off with saying that i really really and i do mean it Really appreciate what you said here. Especially lately, ive been struggling with being active online outside of small spaces where there are just me and a few other people. might be me feeling overwhelmed when i say something into the void with a high chance of no response, though i wont fault anyone for that. i myself know interaction is scary so i do get it. ever since i started using the internet ive stuck to my small online bubbles so yeah interaction kind of intimidating online
and though i agree it does feel discouraging to sometimes see no feedback or much of a reaction, i try not to be bummed out about it myself because im also a silent admirer of many artists online. so like ive said before i do understand that sometimes people are shy and dont interact directly and theres no pressure really to change that. just the idea that there are people that like what i make is really nice, even though i suffer from the same issue that maaany other artists have and i need to actively remind myself of that.
about sticking to one fandom its a very recent but big issue to me because ive been DEEP in the persona pit for like 4 years, and i certainly built an audience around that. i know there will always be people that stick around no matter what but despite that theres always that nagging feeling that maaybe things will crumble. obviously thats not true but human mind fucking SUCKS
as the final note ill say it again that your message means a lot to me and i thank you a lot for it <333 im soo flattered by your words and they made my past two days, thank you soo much
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jadeee ยท 2 years
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Hi honey for the writer Ask if its still on ๐Ÿ˜…๐ŸŽขโœจโ›”๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿ†โŒ๐ŸŽฏ๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿง (Howie)๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿคญ please? -sarah
i love that you put practically every emoji, hahaha! tysm for spamming me with these asks
๐Ÿ˜… what's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?
the first thing that comes to mind would be "hot & bothered". the teasing scene at the table during the meeting is very bold. i can see teasing between nicky and mc but in front of others who don't know them all that well is questionable. close 2nd would prob be the find the cannoli scene in vendetta but i'm not even embarrassed. it just makes me laugh or smile every time.
๐ŸŽขwhich of your fics would you call your wildest ride?
it should be "vendetta" bc there's drama, violence, action, and romance but i automatically thought of "let's get out of here". i wrote that before "vendetta" and it was challenging bc i had to make sure the movements were described accurately since it was in a moving car.
โœจgive you and your writing a compliment. go on now. you know you deserve it. ๐Ÿ˜‰
aww! well, when i reread my work i love the emotion it evokes. i feel tied to the characters and like i'm watching it unfold before my eyes.
โ›”do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?
yeahhhh ... so a few months ago i had an idea for a nanami story {lemme just say that i truly was done writing fanfiction except for "vendetta" which was, and is, still unfinished as a series. i wanted to focus on ocs and original plots but i got swept away by nanami kento and just had to write smthn about him. i had severe brain rot}
i was inspired by this post i saw of men on their knees in front of women/their lovers and thought of nanami on his knees for his s/o, wtv the reason may be. the premise was that he was late for a special dinner at a fancy restaurant that they made reservations for months ago. he got held up at work and was going to meet mc there, but then told them to go on without him anyway. so he ends up meeting mc at their shared home and they're livid, just ready to lay it on him. they don't get the chance to bc as soon as he sees them sitting in the loveseat in their living room he's apologizing like crazy. mc doesn't have the heart to go off so they just do some light teasing instead. i imagine it would've went smthn like
"i don't believe you."
"how can i prove it to you?"
"you can beg."
he took a deep breath and walked toward you. he placed his hands over yours which were on the armrest then sank down to his knees. then he rested his face in your lap and brought your hands to his cheeks, "is this better?"
๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ do any irl people know you write fanfic?
yes. i've told a handful of ppl and surprisingly it's become smthn a few of my coworkers and i bond over.
๐Ÿ†do you write the spicy stuffs? if so, what's your most popular nsfw fic?
i do, or at least i have. my most popular is a hc about nicky treating mc, if y'know what i mean {i know the policy changed with mature content on here so i'm treading very carefully lol}.
โŒwhat's a trope you will never write?
i can't really think of one atm. the ones that i know of are --- OH WAIT i have one, so anything to do with age gaps and minors getting involved with older characters, like lolita-type stuff ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ idk if it's a trope but it won't be happening here.
๐ŸŽฏhave any of your readers accurately guessed major plot points? care to share which?
i'm not sure i've ever had anyone guess what will happen in a story or chapter {i'm referring to "vendetta" here}.
๐ŸŽจhow do you feel about fan art of your stories?
oh i love it! i remember a couple people made something based off of vendetta and it really took me by surprise. i couldn't believe they were influenced to the point of creating smthn.
๐Ÿค— what advice would you give to new fanfic writers that are just getting started?
do it for yourself and not for others. don't worry about who will and won't see it. just write, don't think too much about how or when bc it'll come together in the end, and enjoy it.
๐Ÿ’ž who's your comfort character?
i don't have one rn but since this is focused on fanfiction, i would say nicky and nanami. nicky just feels so familiar at this point and with nanami, he's so relatable. from my pov, he wants a simple life. he doesn't wanna work at an office and he doesn't really wanna work as a sorcerer. if anything, cooking at home and going to get bread from the bakery is all he wants to do most days {and travel from time to time} and that's very relatable.
๐Ÿง pick a character (howie) and i'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.
my favorite hc about howie is prob the boyfriend hc bc it's so wholesome. he'd really be the sweet and thoughtful boyfriend. the thought of mc being swallowed whole by his shirts and him wearing their shirt which is a smidge too tight ๐Ÿฅน
๐Ÿคฉwho is your favorite character to write?
nicky! his personality really allows for this nice mix of playfulness and seriousness/melancholy. i admire his charm and wit as well. i loved writing the more hidden sides of his character too, like in "midnight" or "what are you hiding?" overall, he has this nice balance that gives me a lot of room to play with as a writer.
๐Ÿ˜ฌwhich of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?
definitely any of my nsfw works bc i'm reserved for the most part at work. it takes a while for me to open up completely so i think ppl would be like 'idk she was into that' or the complete opposite 'it makes since bc she's so quiet'. my friends wouldn't really care tbh, they'd prob make jokes or gimme ideas. my family?! ๐Ÿ’€ i'd prob be doused in holy oil.
๐Ÿ“šwould you ever want to turn writing into a career?
yes! when i was younger i often thought it was a bad idea to pursue your passion as a career or major in college bc then you'd have deadlines and guidelines; and i saw that as a sorta crutch on my creative freedom as an artist but now i believe the complete opposite.
๐Ÿคฏwhat's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?
i would say fantasy. in terms of fanfiction, i've mainly written romance with a bit of drama and some action. i've tried writing fantasy before and it requires a bit more artistry - there's world building, figuring out the land, if there are animals, what kinda powers characters have, how magic works, and sm more.
๐Ÿ’”is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?
if mc died before their wedding night. there's smthn about seeing a good-hearted person get what they deserve only to lose it in the end. i don't take joy in it, there's just some sort of unspeakable pain there where you can't look away.
๐Ÿคญdo you have a favorite tag to use when posting your works?
#madebyjade bc it's like my signature in a way and it's smthn i made and stuffed bits and pieces of myself inside.
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indira-korr ยท 2 years
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15 questions!
(that are actually just 14 because someone may have dropped one question along the way ๐Ÿคท)
I got tagged by @imrowanartist and @brokenphoenix99
Are you named after anyone? Haha, maybeโ€ฆ sort of. A family heirloom (my grandmaโ€™s locket) has her initials on it. My last name does not fit it, but coincidentally my first name does. And I have a middle name to go with it. I wonder why. ๐Ÿ˜„
When was the last time you cried? In two minutes when I answer the last question. (Only partially kidding. I really need to find a new job.)
Do you use sarcasm? Yes, I love sarcasm and using it, but I try to limit it to people who will get it and may enjoy it. (Unless I'm really really pissed but not allowed to use violence, then it just slips out.)
Whatโ€™s the first thing you notice about people? Oof hard to say. A lot, all at once. It's annoying sometimes. Oh and sometimes I don't even see them. No middle ground here ๐Ÿ˜…
Whatโ€™s your eye color? Brown
Scary movies or happy endings? Both maybe? Some scary mind-fuck movie that has me sitting there like โ€œWhat the fuck is going on here?โ€ but in the end they get to be happy. Thatโ€™s nice.
What are your hobbies? That can change quickly from nothing to everything. At the moment: writing, painting, and leaving long-ass 'live broadcast of my brain' comments on AO3.
Any special talents? The ability (and urge) to turn pretty much everything into a joke and preferably innuendo. (It may be more of a curse than a talent though) I can also learn new stuff extremely fast until I'm really average (maybe a bit less) and then it's torture to continue. ๐Ÿคท
Where were you born? In Germany, about half a stone throw away from the Netherlands.
Zonnige groeten aan mijn nederlandse buren ๐Ÿ™‹
Do you have any pets? I have a dog. A black lab dalmatian mix. Heโ€™s super cute and he knows it (and how to use it). "Look at how cute and poor and hungry and unpetted I am. Give me that Pizza please. ๐Ÿฅบ"
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What sports do you play/have played? Not so much at the moment, but I used to love swimming and snorkeling. I did try underwater rugby for a short while. That was fun (and really hard. Try playing a fast team sport but you donโ€™t get to breathe much ๐Ÿฅต)
How tall are you? About 1,75 m (5.75 feet)
Favorite subject in school? Why do I always have to choose things? I donโ€™t want to choose. Top 5 is the best I can do: Biology, Math, Art, Chemistry, Foreign languages.
Dream job? Iโ€™m open to suggestions on how to figure that out. (But itโ€™s definitely not middle management, that much is clear ๐Ÿฅฒ)
Tags: As always, everyone who wants to play too, consider yourself tagged, I'd love to hear from you.
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grayzeppelin281 ยท 2 years
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๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ’–
๐Ÿฅบ: Oh, boy. There are most of my characters interact, and I like to create their feelings more realistic and impactful to their family/friendships.
What's impacting me more from my WIP is the bitter connection between the father and son. Not long ago, I made the first draft of my latest chapter for my original character paying his visit to see his father one last time. One of his father's crimes was domestic violence, which Le forced his son Wang not only to make him a student as a flawless warrior, but he abused him once his son never liked what his dad did to bully anyone, even his own students.
I kept thinking about a heartwrenching scene that did make me reflect on them most of all: in the beginning, they were a happy family until a complicated crime went down south which Le never did anything wrong. It's a long story from their backstories, but I can't share this spoiler.
I do have a few characters that I am related to their personalities. While I am good at angst and friendship, a main character of mine will encounter one in future volumes.
๐Ÿ™‹: I do, not gonna lie. My friends in real life I hang out with do read my fics. As much as they inspired training in a martial arts class, I wrote my first fic for my teacher and my companions. We all are fans of KFP (Kung Fu Panda). Now the second book (I am currently writing) for my cousins (they are my sisters we grew up with each other) and my grandmother. They do not know yet, but someday I will, as the sequel's hidden element presents something that each of us souls means in our hearts.
๐ŸŽถ: Oh, yes indeed!! There are like mega lists I wish to list all that I jam while writing. Classic rocks at first, then on youtube if you see videos of several-hour themes like melodies, meditations, writing, etc.
During writing an action scene, I use Snyderverse Adrenaline Cut (pieces of music from Man of Steel, Batman v. Superman, and Zack Snyder's Justice League), any rhythm music that maintains the pacing of the action sequences. And those will be looping when I am at the climax!
For sad scenes, I would find a few that can let me manifest in my characters going into difficult paths, and dramas.
Writing something calm, I search for Chinese melodies as I am currently in the Kung Fu Panda world, writing quotes at first before describing visual scenes. I also found music for villains' purposes while writing from their perspective or about them.
There are several, but these are the links I recommend for writing and inspiration as well.
https://youtu.be/lobbo-NS7iA (Why am I still alive?)
https://youtu.be/MO9NaTfZG9o (Stars Rising Over Wide Fields)
https://youtu.be/XGC80iRS7tw (Dark Academia Classical Music)
https://youtu.be/ESbioodSaHQ (One Flower is a World)
https://youtu.be/zNfP2LKhVG8 (Ban Shan Ting Yu)
https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLiqHQKlBjX-1D_MMmKjhqgxyUu_adfoZT (Kung Fu Panda Trilogy Complete Score)
https://youtu.be/8CJ6WlGH6IU (Snyderverse Adrenaline Cut)
๐Ÿ’–: This is a very good question.
Ever since I was in high school, maybe around junior or senior year, while having a new journey of writing, I started a very first fic (which, to be honest, I was terrible at grammar) when I thought of my favorite cartoon movie, featuring my childhood heroes Charlie and Itchy from All Dogs Go to Heaven. I used to write an old fic before but lost my inspiration, so I scrapped it (I still have All Dogs Go to Heaven fic in my vault).
At first, when a teacher I knew said that writing is hard, she was exactly right that when you write a novel at first, there are always going to have mistakes here and there, but coming back to revisit your drafts for correction is a must. But still, even writing a book is a hobby for fanfiction (or work if you are publishing your original works with your editor or beta readers, receiving lots of money, and having your constant readers from around the world), it is challenging.
Not all of us are gifted writers (unless you are a popular horror novelist who wrote 2000 words a day), but we all like to become authors, each of us to share incredible stories. At first, FanFiction is where I started there, doing my best as I may be a good novelist as that does practice my writing. Not only the website but reading books that Stephen King said is a tool for the best use of writing. And I strongly agree. Reading books, including good fanfiction stories, sharpen your mind, even keeping your words flowing like wine. While there is also complex words in books, you wish to know, Google is all there for dictionary websites. Research is your best friend!
Merriam-Webster
https://www.merriam-webster.com/
Dictionary (My preference) they have their app included on either Google Play or Apple
https://www.dictionary.com/
That's all I can answer questions, including links for musics! Thank you for asking four questions, Shey! Time for me to get back writing KFP fic! Have fun listening the links!
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vanakwen ยท 2 years
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Wanted to drop something for the Ask game!
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โญ whatโ€™s your biggest vtubing goal?
Ah my nemesis: setting goals ๐Ÿ˜‚
If I set a goal and I don't reach it I can sometimes actually most of the time be unmotivated very quickly. So instead I focus on a kind of a bucket list of things, since they are more broad sort of experiences with no set timeline.
The top thing on that bucket list as a vtuber is to actually start branching out more and talking to more vtubers!
There are so many amazing people that either I lurk in their streams or we've become friends or we've just mutually tweeted at each other (or I just admire from afar in the shadows!) - that I want to not only get the chance to talk with them, but also be able to share their amazing personalities and experiences with across the vtubing community.
So part of that goal is to launch my own talk show - with a twist! Think of it like a mash-up of a classic talkshow and then those insane, fever dream like 90's Nickelodeon gameshows.
Hopefully within the first few months of the new year this goal will actually happen but I gotta get my shit together tbh
Also if this sounds like something anyone would be interested in helping me test out just hmu in a message!
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lets-talk-spirituality ยท 1 year
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graciaas, realmente estuve pensando que se podia navegar en la mente de otras personas asรญ como pensรฉ que podian navegar en la mia y obtener informacion de mi, ยฟentonces eso que creia que podian obtener de mi mente en realidad era la percepcion que tenia en ese momento de mi? segรบn la percepcion que tenga de mi asรญ me verรกn ? o no es asรญ? soy un completo misterio para el resto mientras no revele yo mismo informacion de mi de alguna manera? o sea que mientras menos pase con personas mรกs misterioso me vuelvo?
See answers below!
๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธโ“๐Ÿ™‹โ“๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธโ“ ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธโ“๐Ÿ™‹โ“๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธโ“ ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธโ“๐Ÿ™‹โ“
Thank you, I was really thinking that you could navigate in other people's minds just as I thought they could navigate in mine and get information from me, so what I thought they could get from my mind was really the perception I had at that moment of me?
I mean I think sometimes people can intuit things about you you hope or think that you arenโ€™t showing. Like they can tell you feel a type of way or may notice youโ€™re giving attention to something. Maybe it feels like theyโ€™re reading your mind in that way. I have telepathy with people but thatโ€™s not even like reading their minds as much as like a thought comes to mind and it just sort of pops up. I still havenโ€™t figured out how to control how to hear peoples thoughts but I do think you can probably implant thoughts into someoneโ€™s head to a degree. Like Iโ€™ve intensely sent thoughts to people before and theyโ€™ve said out loud what I was sending them or something close to it. But I think a lot of that has to do with our connection, how open minded they are, my power of focus, etc.
According to the perception you have of me, will you see me? Or isn't it? I'm a complete mystery to the rest as long as I don't reveal information about myself in any way? So the less I spend with people, the more mysterious I become?
I mean I will see you through my own perception of you but that may not be who you are or how other people perceive you. And I can only perceive you through my perception of you at the end of the day since I canโ€™t, as far as I know, live as you. I have had dreams where Iโ€™m someone else but Iโ€™m like experiencing it as myself. I wouldnโ€™t say anyone is a complete mystery because thoughts and feelings are energy which is sent out in frequencies that can be felt. And I mean yes I guess the less time you spend with people the less they would know about you, but I mean I can still pick up stuff on strangers. We are all still interconnected and so can feel and connect to people even if they seem closed off, especially those of us who are sensitive.
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pinkopalina ยท 1 year
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my ๐Ÿ•บ life is ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ˜ณ so ๐Ÿ™‡ worthless ใ€ฝ it ๐Ÿ˜ž feels ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿ† like ๐Ÿ‘ the ๐Ÿ…ฑโšฐ universe is ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ’ฆ slowly grinding ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿป its heel into ๐Ÿค“ my ๐Ÿ˜‹ little ๐Ÿค› peon thorax and ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’ฏ bleeding the will ๐Ÿ˜˜โšฝ to ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ’ฐ live ๐Ÿšถ๐Ÿ„ out ๐Ÿ˜  of me ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ’ฐ and ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ”™ for ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ‘ง the ๐Ÿ‘ universe ๐ŸŽ‡ it's ๐Ÿ like a ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ’ฐ blink of ๐Ÿ‘ฎ an ๐Ÿ˜ฒ eye ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘ and doesn't matter ๐Ÿ˜ก๐ŸŒš and ๐Ÿ”ฃ then ๐Ÿ˜‚ to me ๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜ผ it's like ๐Ÿ˜„ 80 years of ๐Ÿป torture that ๐Ÿ‘จโ˜  also ๐Ÿ‘จโž• doesn't matter ๐Ÿป to โฌ anyone ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿ‘ฅ else ๐Ÿ‘ด on ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ”› my ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿป wavelength life is literally ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ’„ so ๐Ÿ†— hard ๐Ÿ† and ๐Ÿ˜ฝ I ๐Ÿ‘ have no idea why I allow ๐Ÿค” myself to โš  stay alive these days
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27 and 15 for camilo x fem reader?? angst to fluff plss. im uh...a huge simp if you cant tell ๐Ÿ™‹
Well this took longer than expected, hope you like it :)
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Request : 27 and 15 for camilo x fem reader?? angst to fluff plss. im uh...a huge simp if you cant tell ๐Ÿ™‹
Prompt : 15 โ€œ She doesnโ€™t love me. Sheโ€™s not that stupid โ€ , 27 โ€ What happens if I do this?โ€œ
๐™’๐™–๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™จ : Swearing, angst-y, fluff
Paring : Camilo Madrigal x F!reader
๐™Ž๐™ช๐™ข๐™ข๐™–๐™ง๐™ฎ : Camilo has been in love you with for a very long time, unknown to anyone else, you've loved Camilo just as long. But neither of you had said anything
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I do not know any Spanish so I did use a lot of google translate, so if thereโ€™s any mistake I apologize, just let me know ill fix it asap
Camilo watched you talk with Mirabel, laughing together at something silly you had said. "You're staring," Dolores pointed out while passing by him.
"No I'm not," Camilo defended, hoping up and following after his sister so he didn't look weird. Dolores laughed at him and his silly cover-up.
"What are you not doing?" Felix asked, taking the box from Dolores.
"Camilo is staring at Y/N again."
"No, I am not!" Camilo yelled in defense just making Felix burst out in laughter. Dolores just rolled her eyes and moved on to another task. "I'm not staring at her Papi." Felix simple chuckled at his son, turning around to grab some things.
"Why don't you just talk to her?" Felix offered while handing Camilo two boxes. "Take these to market please."
Camilo nodded gripping the boxes tightly, making his way through Casita. "I'm not staring at her, I'm not," Camilo mumbled to himself using his chin to steady the boxes. "Even if I was- no I wasn't-"
"Camilo!" You called out jogging over to him. "Let me help." You took the top box from Camilo, holding it tight against your chest. "Where are they going?"
"Just the market," Camilo said simply, trying to avoid your eyes. You nodded and you both walked to the markets. You tried to make conversation but Camilo gave very simple short answers. You dropped the boxes at the market, making a quick converse with the vendor and when you turned to talk to Camilo he was already gone.
"He's a stubborn boy that one," Pepa said walking up to you. You smiled at Pepa, taking a few things from her hands, helping her in the market. "He really likes you, promise."
"I don't think so," You said with a shrug. "He can barely make a sentence, and he avoids me every time I come over." Pepa rolled her eyes wiping her palms on her dress.
"He's nervous amour," Pepa spoke softly. "He's a teenage boy, he just doesn't know how to talk to girls, let alone you." Pepa started to walk back to Casita and you jogged to keep up with her.
"What do you mean 'let alone me'?" You asked in a huff.
"Y/N, he's been crushing on since he was thirteen," Pepa stated, not being able to control the small rainbow that formed above her head. "I'm pretty sure he's in love with you." You stopped suddenly, taking a breath before sprinting back to Casita to find Mirabel.
Running through Casita you smashed into Mirabel sending you both to the floor. "Jesus Y/N!" Mirabel crushed while adjusting her glasses.
"Y/N, are you okay?" Camilo said in worry helping you to your feet. Camilo scanned over you noticing a small graze on your cheek. "Shit. Uh, Mirabel you can have her in a minute." Camilo grabbed your hand and pulled you to the kitchen, not giving you or Mirabel a chance to refuse. Camilo directed you to the counter, ordering you to stay. Camilo dug through his Tia's cooking until he finally pulled out a sweet glazed treat. "Here eat this," Camilo mumbled handing you the small treat.
"Thank you Cami," you spoke with a sweet smile, taking a bite. Camilo nodded watching your cheek heal itself. "I have to talk with Mirabel, but ill see you around." Camilo nodded watching you walk out.
"Mirabel," You called out grabbing her arm. "I need to talk to you." Mirabel nodded, leading you to her room. You sat on her bed, avoiding the sewing tools she had.
"So what is so important you had to drag me away-"
"Pepa said that Camilo's in love with me," You blurted out. Mirabel stopped, her posture straightening up. "You knew? Didn't you?" Mirabel nodded a nervous smile growing on her face. "Seriously Mira? You know how much I like him and you don't tell me!"
"I figured one of you would've confessed by now!" Mirabel yelled in defense. You scoffed tossing a ball of wool at her face. "Very mature Y/N."
Dolores gasped nearly dropping the basket of flowers Isabella just handed her. "Are you all right Dolores?" Isabella asked, resting a hand on her shoulder.
"Y/N likes Camilo," Dolores said making Isabella spontaneously grow flowers in her hair. "We have to find him.
"She doesnโ€™t love me. Sheโ€™s not that stupid," Camilo spoke defensively keeping an eye on Antonio as he played with the other kids.
"I'm telling you Camilo, she said it, I heard her say it!" Dolores nearly yelled. Isabella nodded in agreement.
"Wait, you've been obsessed with this girl for nearly three years," Isabella said holding her hands out. "What's her favorite flower? We'll start there."
"I'm not obsessed with her," Camilo grumbled. "She likes (F/F)." Isabella nodded growing a bouquet and shoving it in his face.
"Just do it Cami," Dolores encouraged. "I'll watch Antonio." Camilo sighed and shook his head, turning back to all the kids.
Isabella huffed and grabbed his arm tugging him along. "You fight it, I stuff a rose in your mouth," Isabella snapped. Camilo snapped his mouth shut, not needing it full of petals and leaves. Isabella planted Camilo in front of Mirabel's door and knocked on it twice. Mirabel opened it, and before she could argue Isabella pulled her out and shoved Camilo through the doorway. "It's locked shut so don't try anything!"
Camilo groaned leaning against the door, finally noticing you sitting dumbfounded on the bed. "Hey..." Camilo said sheepishly. He looked down to flowers in his hands and held them out to you. "I uh- They're your favorites right?" You chuckled moving over a bit so Camilo could sit next to you.
"Yeah, but I like sunflowers as well," You spoke softly, nodding in the direction of Camilo's ruana. Camilo chuckled softly, letting you take the flowers from his hands. "Is it true? That you've been in love with since you were thirteen?"
Camilo scoffed, letting out huffed laughs as he tried to explain his way out. "Well, I mean- kinda, but in my defense- I don't have a defense - But!-"
"Camilo," You called out making Camilo stop his rambling. "It's okay, you don't have to explain yourself."
"Um, Dolores said she heard you talking about me," Camilo said, speaking just above a whisper. "Do you like me too?" You nodded, moving your face closer to his.
"What happens if I do this?" You asked as Camilo moved closer as well.
"Probably something stupid," Camilo spoke with a light chuckle. "Can I kiss you?" You nodded pulling Camilo close enough to kiss him. Camilo smiled against your lips causing the kiss to break. You both caught your breath for a moment before Camilo pulled you closer to kiss you harder.
"Okay, you've been too quiet- Oh my god!" Isabella complained slammed the door shut again. You pulled back from Camilo in surprise, and Camilo stayed still in shock.
"I told you," Camilo said laughing. "Probably something stupid. C'mon Amour, you're dating me you gotta help me with chores."
"I don't think that's how that works," You said with a pout.
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woozisnoots ยท 2 years
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a/n: iz been a long time since i posted one of these babiesss ^^ still want to share the handful of great stories i've come across in the past month now that i've broaden my scope of fics for different groups <3 check outย alexโ€™s catalogueย for more recs like these :D
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prove it, you wonโ€™t by @starlightjoong | joshua x reader
for this fic to be abt joshua hong and being 19k words long and it to flow so smoothly, should be illegal !! ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿ’ฅtheres so many cute little details abt the characters in this fic that make my heart swell up w pints of joy :((
kidult by @merakiiverse | vernon x reader
meraki is actually exposing me to the entirety of caratblr bc this fic is literally just me fangirling over vernon but in a different universe ๐Ÿซฅ she was spot on if anyone was wondering btw
behind doors + behind screens by @ravixen | jihoon x reader
no bc i havenโ€™t stopped screaming about jihoonโ€™s last line in the sequel itโ€™s so embarrassing and so like me, itโ€™s disgusting this was too cute
โ‹†หš tbz
hey, lifeguard! by @hyuukais | juyeon x reader
raise ur hands if u want to go on a date w lifeguard juyeon ๐Ÿ™‹ ME !!! love seeing a sort of badass reader w caring nice guy (+ tendency to flirt)
[12:37am] by @hvae | sangyeon x reader
you canโ€™t tell me if sangyeon was less than two feet away from you and holding your hand that your cheeks wouldnโ€™t burn a thousand fires and make you nervous and shy and want to hideโ€ฆ.. all in a good way
dynasty by @viastro | hyunjae x reader
literally left me speechless. quality angst that shoves my heart to my core and leaves it to rot โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน
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the best thing that i got by @jjunis | beomgyu x reader
punching the wall and eating my fists bc this was so cute and i just love when the male lead is so down bad for the reader that itโ€™s upsetting and they donโ€™t even know it <\3
rivals by @gorechoi | yeonjun x reader x beomgyu
this smau is still ongoing but oh my Gosh ๐Ÿซ  this au has me on edge, on the floor on my knees, crying in my pillow, idk balls to the wall at all times every time theres an update ๐Ÿš
when my eyes are on you by @loveliestfelix | yeonjun x reader
shutup i hate how yeonjun fits the sweet bad boy that you canโ€™t help but fall in love with and then grrr want to be bad :// ur honor, heโ€™s 100% guilty
โ‹†หš enha
my (accidental) demon roommate by @ddeonuism | sunghoon x reader
i was so skeptical abt reading this smau bc i donโ€™t really dabble in the ๐Ÿชฌsupernatural๐Ÿ”ฎ but once i started reading, i immediately fell in love w the characters and their dynamics !!! + the plot was so intriguing :o
omen diaries: #1E443D by @seungmoe | heeseung x reader
i actually donโ€™t know much abt the omen universe :o but i imagined the whole scene so vividly and i love me a good meet cute ๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿ’ž
all i see is gold by @asahicore-main | jay x reader
I LOVE ME A GOOD ENEMIES TO LOVERS (but actually one of them doesnโ€™t hate the other at all and are just stupidly in love ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿค— surprise !) you didnโ€™t hear it from me but this fic helped solidify jayโ€™s spot on my bias list, itโ€™s unbelievablely sickening
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blackholemojis ยท 3 years
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Hi! I have a question. I really hope this doesnโ€™t come off as rude since Iโ€™m genuinely curious!
Why do people who are non verbal need emojis to type? I thought being non verbal just meant you couldnโ€™t speak. Again, hope this doesnโ€™t come off as rude!
Itโ€™s alright if you canโ€™t answer Iโ€™m just super curious!!
No worries!
Thereโ€™s a lot of ways that not being able to speak can appear, first of all. I should note though, that while this blog is entirely open to nonverbal and semiverbal people (as in people who are nonverbal/semiverbal full-time), this blog is also more broadly for anyone who finds typing and forming words difficult some or all of the time. So, spoonies, people who loose speech, and other neurodivergent, mentally ill, and disabled people are also welcome.
Some people are able to form entirely coherent sentences through text with no effective differences than if they were talking, yes. But, others may not be able to form words as easily, and typing can be confusing if their brain canโ€™t currently comprehend and organize the letters into words, or it takes too much energy. After all, if youโ€™re typing โ€œI canโ€™t talk right now,โ€ thatโ€™s 22 buttons to organize and correctly pick, and sometimes thatโ€™s really hard or tiring.
Before Iโ€™d found out about word emojis and learned how to use them, Iโ€™d just been using a makeshift emoji code, like this: ๐Ÿ‘‹, ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿท โ€œโšซ๏ธ๐Ÿ•ณโ€ ๐Ÿ™‹ ๐ŸŽญ ๐Ÿ˜„ (โ€œhello, my name/label โ€œblack hole,โ€ I feel happyโ€). This sort of code is perfectly fine to use, itโ€™s just somewhat limited, and isnโ€™t always clear in meaning. Text emojis can cut down on how much effort is needed, and provide pre-written phrases to use, which you know others will more likely understand.
I hope this helps! Anyone else, Iโ€™ve phrased anything badly or missed an important detail, feel free to tell me
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