#isnt there a Bo Burnham song about this?

[midnightdemonhunter]

I totally agree that Art Is Dead is a Jupe song but what about All Eyes On Me ... get on out of your seats ... we're going to go where everybody knows ... get inside ... aaaaa 🛸

fuck dude it sure is!!!

[featherdawn]

I've fucking cursed myself with an animatic idea that I never made and now any song that's about the way the internet fucks with ur psyche gets automatically associated with monika in my mind

[sir-arlieosaurus-lung-struggler]

the holidays are always really fucking weird, i dont like many of them but specifically December is just- ew

Anyway ill just thro my mini pitty party real quick:

These song explains how I feel about christmas time *perfectly*

Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas by mother mother (christmas playlist)

From heres basically a trauma dump about being in the hospital, but i typically talk about this in a tone more like "oh yea! i nearly died lmao"

When i was like, just turning 6 I had 💫pneumonia💫 & needed to go to the 💫hospital💫. So I spent like, 12/11-31/15 in the hospital. along the way i had these treats happen (not really in order, 💜=story from family member, ❤=i actually remember this)

💜being diagnosed by my sisters 16 yo boyfriend by looking at my gums, whereas medical staff took 4 days

❤Some mcdonalds, cool auntys banana bread, jello & making popin cookin sets w/ my older sister

💜a 5 day medically induced coma

lung surgery therefor cool fuckin scars on my back (WHICH I CANT FUCKING SHOW ANYONE CAUSE I WAS CURSED W/ TITS AND 2/3 ARE UNDER MY BRA)

💜waking up from said coma periodically only to say "im scared" w/ my mom trying to comfort me but i had ear shit going on

💜Finnaly actually woke up, yelled "IM DEAD", which is reportadly the scariest shit my dad has ever heard, my mom asks if i hurt, i say yes, she like "ur not dead honey" again i was 6 & in & out of a coma 😂 (idk why but I've always found that story funny)

💜my parents being thretened w/ truancy by my dumbass school

❤Christmas, I had *2* mini christmas trees in my hospital room 💅 1 was cool but my cool uncle & aunty got me a pink 1 which I still have to this day as a lamp

💜only trusting 1 of my doctors cause he looked like my grandfather who'd been deceased for 2years at that point

❤💜going on walks around the kids floor in a wheelchair & stealing a little gingerbread beanie baby ornament but they didnt care so they just let me keep it & i still have it somehwere.

💜my mom met a lady who had a son who was a few months old & they didnt expect to live past a couple weeks but he *did* (more on that later)

💜had food in the cafeteria and i proceeded to rub the pizza i got *into my hair*. My response? "Its just cheese" my family and I quote that to this day lmao.

💜being reverted to a toddler for a good minute (someone asked my age i said i was 3, i was not) & needing to relearn walking, talking, the little bit of reading i knew & getting into a shower w/out being scared of being pulled down the drain

❤said dude who asked my age worked at the hospital cafeteria & we visited him after most of my appointments. miss u uncle (that was what he went by), wish u well. Dont know where he since covid cause the part of the building cafeteria was in was torn down.

❤and after all that later and i got releaced on new years eve :>

results:

From there forward i had a 20-30minute nebulizer to do every 4 hours (which my parents had to wake up at like 2am for a half hour for), 2 twice daily inhailers, 2 nasil sprays, "the tire" (tastes like shit and makes me feel anxious) (that isnt even all of it my mom counted 8 meds at one point) and i slowly dropped them year by year till they had me down to just rescue inhailer as needed & if my lungs r really shit for a min i go on the tire. (Tire=prednisolone but what 6 year old is remembering that name lol)

specialist appointments every week, then 2 weeks, then every month, 3 months, 6 months, now im at checkup every year and check in as needed

"Look whos inside again" by bo burnham is my life in a nutshell

To this day the smell of a consentrated area of hand sanatizer just has me stop in my tracks lol.

seeing a picture of tiny me on my parents facebook feed yearly of me unconscious in a hospital bed w/ tubes in mah face

couple of close friend i met post hospital (keep in mind i was like 7) didn't believe me so i ran around the playground cursing them the fuck out (never did get in trouble for that 😂) ((I still talk to 1 of them shes cool))

Idk where to put this but about that kid I was talking about before, I found out last year around this time he had just died- of 💫pneumonia💫. yea that fucked me up for a good minute, he was around 6 too which didn't help, I never even met the kid and I still had a weird form of survivors guilt.

Anyway have a merry fucking christmas i really dont get this holiday lol, treat yourself kindly, feel free to be the grinch you are and explain in detail why u hate the holidays u arent alone lol

[its-no-biggie]

Shuffle your favourite playlist and post the first five songs that come up. Then copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals. 💌💜

hi helios!! thanks for the ask <333

when im alone by HVDES & sharks! - really good angsty song for screaming along in the car. not much in terms of substance but it just hits

LEveL by sawano hiroyuki [nZk] & TXT - solo leveling op 🔥 high energy, really crunchy and electronic

laplaces angel (hurt people? hurt people!) by will wood - augh. will wood. one thing about me is i love a song with a prominent piano part. im obsessed with this whole album

もしも命が描けたら (Moshimo inochiga egaketara) by YOASOBI - another album i listen to a lot!! i tend to prefer their more high energy songs, which this one isnt, but its really good. and it has a key change!

eff by bo burnham - im a little too proud of the fact that i can sing along to this song. high school me loooooved this era of bo burnham (and i still do tbh. this song is fucking iconic)

ALL BANGERS ‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥 kind of unhinged to have them all on a playlist but what can i say. i like what i like lol

heres a link to the playlist actually. if you want a glimpse into my sick and twisted mind...... (it should be shuffled but i actually listen to it in alphabetical order because spotify shuffle wants me dead. either way theres no proper order to it lol)

[cirquedesolaire]

I was literally just about to post a vent on here about my shit mental health but then Kill Yourself by Bo Burnham started playing

NOW ISNT THE TIME BO BURNHAM, NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR THAT SONG

[bitch-pontification]

bo burnham, normans, and white guy whimsy

after having revisited another one of his songs today, the fire has been rekindled and i have once again been compelled to bitch and whine on the internet about shit that doesnt matter

so i was watching a video about old growth forests when I noticed all of the interviewees were fifty-something-year-old-white guys. not that i have anything against the titular everyman, ofc. the vast majority of professionals in almost every field are said white guys who began their careers in the 80s and 90s.

and of course, neurons fired and i was remined of bo burnhams 1985.

a song about the favorable socioeconomic conditions that allowed white dudes in the 80s get ahead where other demographics faced (and still face to this day) a litany of systemic hurdles

but then i see bitches all up in the comments thinking the song is about dads??????? and not even a minority, ALL OF THE COMMENTS ARE BITCHES TALKING ABOUT THEY FATHERS

like ????????????hello?

im sorry(im not), how fucking media illiterate can you be

takes like these plague the rest of inside's discography as well, and it makes me feel like im fucking crazy.

every single song has its meaning completely ignored by its primary consumers. it kinda scares me a bit actually, especially when burnhams work is so transparently a social commentary . what hope do we have if the majority of people consume content this way, especially as the content we consume becomes our only window into the wider world.

(of course extrapolating the general cultural consensus on a work from youtube comments, even ones at the top of the list, isnt exactly a rigorous form of assesment. but wtf, yknow.)

tiktokification is upon us,

stay safe out there

og thought :

"throughout tonights whole ordeal, "look whos inside again" has been playing on loop. i thought itd be funny in a kind of ridiculous/pitiful way to die listening to fucking inside. in fact, its still looping as i type this here foundation of my yas queen girlboss manifesto"

[natjennie]

I think that before any piece of media at all you should have to take a comprehension and critical thinking test to scale with the complexity of the media and if you don't pass you're not allowed to partake. this isn't a joke.

[technowoah]

Cant Handle This

Quackity's facade keeps breaking, and he tries to keep the pieces together. You're the only one who can make him show his true self

- Quackity x gen neutral reader

- this is a long one yall.

Now playing...

Can't Handle This (Kanye Rant)

Bo Burnham

0:01 ─●──────── 3:29

⚠︎ swearing, angst, mentions of mcyttwt, based on the song above, and ofc its not proofread

Part of my Inside Special!

Quackity sat in his chair currently streaming right now, he seemed like he was having a good time from your spot on his bed. You were currently laying on his bed after he invited you here to relax.

You two had laid in his bed just enjoying eachothers company until he got a call from Tommy saying he was ready for the lore stream which sent Alex into a frenzy. Alex sent out a quick "Im sorry" about the lateness of his stream and then quickly set everything up.

He then started to stream which left you alone on the the bed to your own devices. You were scrolling through Twitter looking at Alex's fans talk about what's happening on the stream and posting screenshots of his character and himself.

You admired him from afar as he ended the lore part of his stream, he took time to type on his phone to text you that he decided to stream longer to talk to his fans. He looked to you and you have him a nod with a smile and he gave one back.

"Hey guys! That's the end of the lore!" He exclaimed to his chat as he types at his computer setting a new background.

You continued to listen to him praise his chat for supporting him and making him be able to make those types of streams. You were always proud of Alex no matter what he did, you were always his number one supporter no matter what happened in reality or on the internet.

"So anyways! I wanted to talk to you guys! How are you all?" He smiled at his camera looking back and forth from his chat.

◇T0mm71nn1t: THE STREAM WAS SO GOOD QUACKITY

"Oh thank you! Im glad I could share this with you. It takes so much to put into these movite type streams, so I know now it is all worth it."

Quackity's pov. . .

He felt so overwhelmed, he shouldn't have began to stream again. The stress of putting everything together, plus being late to the stream made him rush into it more. He just wanted to lay back down with his lover who was enjoying watching him stream, and that's the goal he wants. His goal was to entertain, it was his job and he doesn't want to fail, he doesn't want to crack.

◇Mayatooni3: WE LOVE YOU QUACKITY

◇catiiequak: QUACKITY ITS MY BIRTHDAY CAN I GET A HAPPY BIRTHDAY??

◇yriaaolic: 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

"Happy Birthday!" He said seeing the comment pass in a second. "Happy Birthday to anyone who's Birthday it is today."

Right now it was hard. It was hard to keep up when there was always a constant demand, the constant need to be perfect, his past being brought up, and trying to one-up his content everytime. He loved this, but at the same time it had the same weight as a job.

In the back of his mind he knew the "When is Quackity streaming???" is mostly lighthearted, he never wants to leave.

"Quack are you okay? Im fine! Just thinking about how to get something to eat at 2am." He laughed lying to his fans, he wanted to stop this stream.

He kept looking over to his lover lying their head on his pillow scrolling through their phone and alternating their vision from him and their phone. He always caught a glimpse of their small smile everytime he looked. He was doing something right.

"Do yall think Taco Bell is open? The only problem I have is that Im fucking starving."

He paused for a moment taking a deep breath trying to keep his emotions down. The stress was getting to him, and he fucking knew it, but he didnt stop. He was going to get burnt out eventually and stop streaming and YouTube all together, but he needed this. He needed a break, he needed to take time for himself and stop putting on a happy face when he isnt.

TTS ◇pulixsaxe: "Did you see what was happening on Twitter quackity?"

"Wait what's happening on Twitter?" He asked with a weary laugh.

I can sit here and pretend like my biggest problems are

Pringle cans, and burritos

The truth is, my biggest problem's you,

Your eyes widened as he mentioned Twitter. Truth be told he was trending because of his stream, yes, but also they brung up stuff from his past again in the wake of another content creator's past or present being brought up. You hadn't paid attention to that, you were only getting fueled up from Twitter bringing up an issue that he already had addressed.

Tempted to speak and tell him its fine, he already spoke up before you.

"I bet it's fine! I dont wanna... I don't need to look." He said with a smile. He always had that smile on.

Either it was a full smile or a half smile. It never left his face and it comforted you somehow. Maybe it was that you were his significant other, but you always wondered if anyone saw the same things as you. The things like his smile that never left his face.

"Yeah! I dont need to look at that." He waved his hand dismissing the comment away. He then sighed letting his shoulders relax as you saw his smile fade and his eyes close for a second and immediately put that small smile back on his face while his eyes were glossy, but bright.

He needed to end this stream soon. You saw his face fall then in a split second come back to life except his eyes were glossy with tears. You wondered if anyone else noticed.

"I want to please you

But I want to stay true to myself

I want to give you the night out that you deserve"

His eyes tearful as he tried to blink them away trying to not make a scene.

"Sorry! Allergies ugh!" He said as he wiped his tears away claiming them as allergies.

"Are you crying? No! Im not a pussy!" He yelled at his chat in a joking manner.

He was crying and he felt weak. He felt emotionally weak, and weak as in not strong, he didn't feel strong and his lover who was sitting on his bed with a concerned look on their face always told him that it's okay to feel weak. The only meaningful thing is how you pick yourself up, they always told him, bur now he felt at rock bottom.

He wanted to give his fans "himself", the goofy, lovable, loud, quick-witted, Quackity. But then again his lover always told him to separate Quackity from Alex. He wanted to give himself to his audience, he wanted to be authentic and share himself, but he cant. Alex isn't all laughs, he is serious, calmer, and when he gets on the screen is when he lets it all out then goes back to his more calmer self. That's not what they want.

"But I want to say what I think

And not care what you think about it"

Giving himself meant dialing back, he wants to tell how hes actually feeling, he wants to say what he thinks about Twitter, what he thinks about certain friends, about his fanbase, and then leave it alone. He wanted to delete social media and then speak his mind without knowing what anyone is saying about it. It was paradise to him, but of course it cant be that way and that's what he hates. He feels like a actor when he really wants to be himself.

"A part of me loves you,"

Alex loved his fanbase, he had such a supportive fanbase that loved his content. Some of them did atleast he didn't fully know, but they gave him the courage to do this time and time again knowing that his content is at least taking them from the harsh reality of real life for a few minutes or hours. This was the reason he did this, for them.

Alex would never admit this but they boosted his ego too, it would for anyone. The fact that there were people who wanted and enjoyed content from him made him feel good about himself.

"part of me hates you"

He hated the contant criticisms, he hates that they feed his ego so much that it makes him want to stream more to feel good about himself and to make people get away for awhile. Alex knew inside of his heart he couldn't truly hate his fanbase, they gave him everything he ever wanted. He hates them for that and that's such a scary thing. He never fails to wonder if he did the things to deserve all the love and hate he gets.

"Part of me needs you,"

They feed his ego, they make him want to go above and beyond. Alex knows that his fanbase is the reason he is here in this chair infront of three expensive monitors. He knows that this is some sort of a job that he needed. He needed the push to keep going and that was them, it was the 200k people watching his stream watching him answer questions about him and

"part of me fears you"

He was fearful of loosing himself to them. Loosing his authenticity to them was something he feared. He didnt want his funny, loud persona to consume him and make him forget about Alex instead of Quackity. He fears what they think as well, he claims he doesnt care, but he does he wants to please them. It feels like two parts of his brain fighting about if he should care or not.

"And I don't think that I can handle this right now"

The text-to-speech bot continued to speak out people's comments that theu paid for while he sat there quietly. He bit his bottom lip trying to not break down infront of everyone he needed to be strong. He needed to be strong.

If he looked up at the camera everyone would see his tears, they would see him breaking.

He played it off as he brough his shirt up to wipe the tears away, claiming it as sweat.

"Im good! Im sorry I spaced out for a second." He shook his head.

He saw you look at him with that same concerned look on your face. As he switched his gaze between you and his computer, he felt his tears come back again.

"I don't think that I can handle this right-"

"Alex." You tried to get his attention.

"Yeah guys Im fine!"

"Alex"

"I don't think that I can handle this right-"

"I have plans later for another lore stream, so Ill start doing that later tonight."

"ALEX!" You yelled and his head turned around to face you.

"What?" He laughed, biting his lip again.

You couldn't stop him doing this, you could try to course him into going to bed, but right now you couldn't find the words. You just stared at him while he looked at you with a somber smile trying to tell you that he was okay.

He felt his mind telling himself that he need to rest. He wouldnt allow himself to and thats why he was breaking down.

"I don't think that I can handle this right-"

Alex was blinking rapidly trying to keep his breathing and tears at bay while he answered his fans.

"My allergies are fine! And I drank water today."

◇moonchild21: WE LOVE YOU

◇sopusand: Why do you look like that?

◇wuackityoo: are you crying??

"Crying is for the weak! I am a strong manly man! Im crying cause I noticed how alpha I am!" He tried to play it off as a "Im a man" joke but you could see right through it.

"I don't think that I can handle this right-"

"I don't think that I can handle this right-"

You had sent a quick text to Alex which told him to end the stream for his own mental health, but he left the message unread. He began sniffing and the wiping his eyes again. It was a wreck and you couldn't seem to stop it without literally dragging him out of his chair.

Meanwhile the screens were getting to Alex. Alex's eyes were getting tired of the bright screens and the rapid messages that popped up on the screen overwhelmed him for what it seemed like the first time ever in his strraming career. He wanted to give them the fun night they deserved and wanted, but he knows it's getting hard to. He dosent know how long he can keep this up.

As Alex kept joking around about his eyes and physical state the chat was filled with "LMAO" and "HAHAHA" which fuled him more and then at the same time makes him want to stop.

Look at them, they're just staring at me, like

"Come and watch the skinny kid with a

Steadily declining mental health, and laugh as he attempts

To give you what he cannot give himself"

He cannot give himself the luxury of happiness. As he went on with his career it became more and more like a chore, there was mostly down days and of course there were up days, but recently Alex gave his fans the happiness and laughes they wanted while when he turned off the camera he couldn't replicate that same energy as he had before.

It messed him up, he felt himself become separated from his streaming. He wasn't being himself anymore he was being Quackity and that became more apparent as the days passed. He wanted to be himself on camera and at first thats what he thought he was doing. He was himself then it turned into a persona.

Alex wasn't okay and he he needed to take a break from the internet for a while, but he tries to act like he dosent have a dilemma going on inside of his head everytime he sits in this seat. Its for the fans.

"Think that I can handle this right-

I don't think that I can handle this right-

They don't even know the half of this right-

They don't even know the half of it"

"Alex you need to end the stream. Please?"

He looked towards you again where you moved your position from the middle of the bed to sitting up on the end of the bed.

"Ive told you millions of times." He paused for a moment looking down at his lap before looking back up to you. "Im-Im okay." He nodded trying to convince you.

"But I know I'm not a doctor, I'm a pussy, I put on a silly show

I should probably just shut up and do my job, so here I go"

"Cant you belive them!" He laughed to his camera. You scoffed at his comment but still kept an eye on him as he talked.

You didnt need to baby him at all, but right now you were worried about your lover.

Alex continued talking and talking, which you drowned out. You were focused on his face and how he faltered time to time just showing a small frown.

He laughed and showed them a good time even though he was hurting. He kept going and going and you were convinced he was going to hold out until you heard him sniff multiple times while trying to make a joke about the new Minecraft update and how the glow squid has no use.

"Stupid ass squid! Why- why? Its no use expect for glowing ink. Who voted for that!?"

You can tell them anything if you just make it funny, make it rhyme

And if they still don't understand you, then you run it one more time

"Dumbass squid!" He pulled up a picture if the squid as he yelled at it.

You began to worry even more as you saw tears running down his face. He quickly tried to wipe them away, but he knew everyone saw.

Handle this right

You don't even know the half of this right now

Right now (Haa!)

Now

Handle this right

I'll handle this right, I handle this right now

Alex leaned back in his seat and had a blank stare towards the monitor. Looked down for a second and then you heard sobbing coming from his spot. Alex had his head in his hands and was crying harshly into them.

He had finally broken, he couldn't stop the tears from coming and the loud sobs that came from his mouth. He was trying to desperately breathe in to be able to sob, but ended up hiccuping while doing so.

Your eyes widened as you rushed to him resting your hand on his knees and you kneeling infront of him.

"I cant do fu-fucking anything!" He yelled into his hands.

"Hey! I know. Its okay." You tried to console him.

"Its not I try so hard! And I-"

You cut him off. "You are a hard worker Alex and you deserve a week or two off. Take care of you self babe." You stood up bringing his hand with you and trying to make him stand up. He followed your movements and stood up with you putting his head on your shoulder crying into it.

"I just ca-cant right now!"

"You dont have to do anything right now babe."

"Im sorry!" Alex sobbed.

"Dont be." You said bluntly trying to get your lover to calm down.

You rubbed his back soothingly as he sniffled into your shoulder. "Im sorry for ruining your shirt." He tried to laugh through his tears.

"Dont be sorry! Please. You just need rest okay?" You kissed his forehead and he nodded in response.

Alex raised his head up an started to pepper kisses all over your face as you laughed. He gave you one last peck on the lips as he walked away to quickly change into night clothes. You smiled as he laid underneath the covers and continued to softly cry into his sheets. At least he was in bed and not makijg himself even worse.

He couldn't stop the tears from flowing, it was like a flood that could only be stopped with time. He felt like a boulder was lifted off his shoulders only to be replaced with smaller rocks. The smaller rocks was the guilt he held. He felt guilty of making his lover worry about him, he didnt want you to worry.

You rushed over to his desk and turned off the stream and his computers not even bothering to give them a goodnight or goodbye. After the computer lights were turned off it was quite dark in the room except for small light.

Finally you were where you wanted to be all day, in bed with Alex. But this wasnt the predicament you wanted.

"Forgive me. I just cant do shit right can I?" His eyes were still full of tears and he was getting tired.

"Alex dont listen to anyone but yourself." You tried to console him.

"That's what I'm telling myself."

Silence filled the room as you looked at him through tearful eyes of your own.

"Alex, you're so amazing and I cant even tell you how much I appreciate you, and how much you change my life. You do so much shit right its scary sometimes. Some days I think you're perfect, but there's-"

"There's no such thing as perfect." Alex finished your sentence.

"Exactly! Even the best people have their downfalls, they just dont show it. And Alex I know you struggle with that! All I can say is that I love you for you." You finished.

"Can I talk to you about my dilemmas?" He tried to laugh again.

"Tomorrow we can talk. We both need the rest." You said to him as he closed his eyes and nodded in response. He gave you a kiss on you lips before laying back down to sleep.

"Thank you."

"Thank you

Good night

I hope you're happy"

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[incorrect-riordanverse]

PJO Characters/Moments as Bo Burnham Songs because I’m Hyperfixated and All of them are Simultaneously Stuck on Repeat in my Brain 😁👍

Problematic - i was going to say luke because he literally is problematic but now i want to say apollo because this song is literally his arc

From God’s Perspective - any god honestly and this ones pretty self explanatory

Left Brain, Right Brain - percabeth anthem <3

Bezos I & II - octavian but only because he gives me the vibes of that white boy in ur politics class who always plays ‘devil’s advocate’ and is a die hard right winged capitalist who romanticises elon musk

Shit - apollo when waking up in a garbage dump enslaved to a literal child

All Eyes on Me - im getting hazel vibes because she tried so hard to save her mum and the people close to her and she sacrificed so much for basically nothing until nico came for her so just imagine her in asphodel just sitting there all alone i can’t my heart hurts

Repeat Stuff - is this leo valdez trying to flirt and he wondered why he never had a gf

#deep - is this percy trying to write poems for annabeth how does he have a gf

Look Who’s Inside Again - annabeth sjsksldllf im sorry but she’s lost too much for this to not be her song :(

Straight White Male - jason but not because i think he’s a terrible person like the person in the song but because i find it funny that he’s like the straight white male of the series (i just realised that technically percy canonly is but the whole fandom collectively agreed he’s bipoc so moving on)

Comedy - on a serious note this is leo valdez without the white saviourism because this song is just his coping mechanism through humor explained

Sad - miss clarisse “my-empathy-is-bumming-me-out” la rue but instead of “hello jokes 😇” it’s “hello violence and internalised misogyny 😈”

Goodbye - nico because every time he tries to better himself someone he loves always has to die or he always has to suffer through something extremely traumatic that pushes him back to square one </3

How the World Works - it’s piper becoming slowly more and more woke as the series continued

Nerds - i’m sorry i can’t stop thinking of lester papadopolous im trying to be original and come up with a variety of characters i swear </3

Can’t Handle This - percy im so sorry but that poor boy got way more than he bargained for and he’s been through so much (like not to go on a rant but he literally says AT THE START OF THE FIRST BOOK that you shouldn’t wish to be a halfblood because it’s so hard) -> (also when bo’s taking about how he wishes he had a daughter percy def taking about his little sister *cries*) -> (also i want to talk more on it so if you see me post a whole analysis on how percy jackson relates to this song don’t be surprised)

White Woman’s Instagram - hey guys it’s calypso’s instagram akksldldlsl

art is dead - IF THIS SONG ISNT FOR RACHEL ELIZABETH DARE

Welcome to the Internet - any monster any time percy walks into their shop (fr i tried to think of the situation that matched this song the best but this boy walks into a monster shop SO MANY TIMES)

[wisebilly]

Alright heres a big list of songs I associate with dream smp members! :D some members may share songs too! These can all apply to both canon characters and ccs, it just depends on how you view it! Hope you like it, and feel free to add on! All I ask is you're not rude about not agreeing with some of the categorized songs.

Ranboo

- Two Time by Jack Staubers Micropop

- Eighth Wonder by Lemon Demon

- Willow Tree by Rival, Cadmium, Rosendale

- I'm Something Else by SomethingElseyt

- Beautiful (too many ppl to list sorry :(

- Left Brain, Right Brain by Bo Burnham

- Rhythm Redux by Thomas Sanders

- Nightmare Night by GLAZE

- Awoken by GLAZE

- King And Lionheart by Of Monsters And Men (this can be centered around LOTS of things,,,,, Tommy going into exile, him realizing Dream isnt his friend, him getting out of exile and healing, the "THE DISCS WERE WORTH MORE THAN YOU EVER WERE!" quote and tommy n Tubbo making up, Benchtrio, sbi, SOOOOO MANY THINGS!!)

- F.F.F by Bebe Rexha, G-Eazy

- Like a River Runs by Bleachers

- Outrunning Karma by Alec Benjamin

- Community Gardens

- Touch Tone Telephone by Lemon Demon

- 100 Bad Days by AJR

- Karma by AJR

- Weak by AJR

- Control by Halsey

- HUSHH by AViVA

Wilbur

- Looking At Me by Sabrina carpenter (makes me think about wilbur showing off to quackity actually LMAO)

- Despicable by grandson

- Me and My Broken Heart by Rixton

- In My Blood by Shawn Mendes

- Choice by Jack Staubers Micropop (reminds me of when Ranboo said Wilbur was a good person and mans straight up crieds)

- Baby Hotline by Jack Staubers Micropop

- Trust Fund Baby by Why Don't We

- I'm A Mess by Bebe Rexha

- Prom Dress by mxmtoon (DONT ASK SJKRHSJR I DONT KNOW EITHER)

- Mad Hatter by Melanie Martinez

- Devils Dont Fly by Natalia Kills

- Walls Could Talk by Hasley

- Class Fight by Melanie Martinez

- 911 by Elsie

- Control by Halsey

- Stitches by Shawn Mendes

- Dissolve by Absofacto

- HUSHH by AViVA

Niki

- 911 by Elsie

- THAT BITCH by Bea Miller

- Prom Dress by mxmtoon

- Sit Still, Look Pretty by Daya

- Legends never Die by League of Legends, Against the current

- Choice by Jack Staubers Micropop

- Sorry Not Sorry by Demi Lovato

- Innocence by Madeon, Aquilo

- Moment by Vierre Cloud

- Rät by Penelope Scott

Ghostbur

- Moment by Vierre Cloud

- Innocence by Madeon, Aquilo

- Bad Idea by pxcvz, Shiloh Dynasty

Dream

- La Da Dee by Cody Simpson

- Awoken by GLAZE

- Nightmare Night by GLAZE

- Take A Hint (too many people to list sorry :(

- Legends never Die by League of Legends, Against the current

- Despicable by grandson

- Angel With A Shotgun by The Cab

- Blood // Water by grandson

- Theres Nothing Holdin' Me Back by Shawn Mendes

- HUSHH by AViVA

- STFD by teZATalks

- Ain't No Crying by Derivakat

- Welcome Home by Derivakat

- A Sadness Runs Through Him by The Hoosiers

- HUSHH by AViVA

Tubbo

- Honey I'm Home by Ghost and Pals

- Honeybee by Steam Powered Giraffe

- Captains Call by Derivakat

- Sex Sells by Lovejoy

- One Day by Lovejoy

- Taunt by Lovejoy

- A Sadness Runs Through Him by The Hoosiers

- HUSHH by AViVA

Tags: @pog-through-the-pain @heibikeekoo @topaz-tourmaline

[intergalactic-chameleon]

been listening to bo burnham’s Inside a lot lately and i’ve been #thinking about the song White Woman’s Instagram a lot, too.

i’ve come to the conclusion that the song is a critique on how white woman portray themselves on social media, but also isnt unnecessarily harsh (especially coming from a white man in particular). the song shows empathy for the woman behind the instagram but critiques her performative tendencies.

the beginning of the song lists off ‘typical basic white woman’ things and it all feels very silly, until you are introduced to a heartfelt message she writes about her deceased mother. at this part, you get a glimpse of something real, something with depth. you realize that the Instagram account is run by a real person who has their own struggles despite being the face of privilege and shallowness. and then, the song goes right back to the performance of Instagram with 🎶a goat cheese salaaadd🎶 like nothing ever happened. you’re left feeling conflicted because now you realize that you cant assume everything about this woman just based on her idealistic social media posts alone.

however, i like that it doesnt exactly imply that you shouldnt ‘judge a book by its cover’ bc a lot of times the cover IS a good indication of the story. her posts often feel empty bc she is focused on her ideal aesthetic, while also engaging in performative activism as well as cultural appropriation (🎶completely politically derivative street art… a dreamcatcher bought from Urban Outfitters… a vintage neon sign🎶) her lack of self-awareness and sincerity shows how ignorant she is despite her “progressive” demeanor.

so, at the end of all this, you’re left with a rather interesting perspective of this particular brand of white woman. she is full of contradictions and is often shallow, but she isn’t necessarily demonized for her flaws. it’s a conflict of observations. a very nuanced take and i really appreciate the perspective

[the-flying-urayuli]

alright so im watching inside for the millionth time rn so i decided to write down some thoughts on certain parts of the special

i can already tell this is gonna be personal, also please tag me in your own theories i quite like reading them

white womans instagram: the most beautiful fucking moment in this special, i think its about how we stereotype people harshly without knowing that they all have depth to them, and they have lives as well.

unpaid intern: quite obvious, bo says it himself that the song is taking a twist on old songs about working hard and the labour exploitation of people for corporal benefit. i think also interesting is the part afterwards with the reaction, i think that part is about how you look at your older work that you poured your heart into and just see its shit.

look whos inside again: bo burnham became famous after writing some songs on the internet while he was just a bored guy in his room, the covid pandemic gave him a reason to hide back inside, and never want to leave again

welcome to the internet: ah the internet, where people can become famous or forgotten in seconds. where everyone in the world is rapidly talking around you. you can get away with almost anything as long as it isnt a crime, hell you can get away with some, millions of guys show their dick to strangers each day. everyone you can think of is here, pedophiles and children right next to each other. you can say basically what ever you want and someone will support you. you can see horrific news right next to mums filimg their kids at a festival. misinformation spreads like wildfire and you can destroy a life with a paragraph. hell children see porn and gore here why not. not to mention the mass corporations, showing the internet off as a place where you will be adored by everyone, and that its always been for you. everything is happening, all of the time, the whole world is at your finger tips, but you can destroy it in the process. so basically its about how the internet is so vast and massive and everything is happening at once.

that funny feeling: this’ll be a long part cause i want to sorta look into all or most of the lines in this song, if you want more of them just go to the genius page for the song (https://genius.com/Bo-burnham-that-funny-feeling-lyrics) but this is just my personal interpretation

so on a basis, “the funny feeling” bo is describing is hard to word but its that feeling that “the world is melting apart and we could fix it, but we dont” or “we’ve fucked up everything”. thanks some random reddit user for explaining it to me but ill get into the lyrics

stunning 8k resolution meditation app: in honour of the revolution its half of at the gap (google app store: the revolution was a big event that changes and took the lives on many, and all we do to honour it was give a half off discount.

a gift shop at the gun range a mass shooting at the mall: so im not american but in america, gun violence is everywhere, it takes the lives of so many innocent people every year and every time something viscous happens politicians and the media just go “well ok”, and when confronted about the issue and how we could solve it they just say they cant or they shouldnt. i wanted to stay un political but look at this movie, a lot of it is political

reading pornhubs terms of service: porn and masturbation is something that brings you joy, but at a point it all just feels so numb, nothing brings you emotion anymore and all you can do is feel ashamed, so you sit there and just read the tos cause who even cares anymroe

obeying all the traffic laws in grand theft auto 5: gta is a game you play for thrill and to break shit, but instead youre just sitting there and calming driving along, cause like the other one, things and games you used to enjoy just dont feel the same anymore.

hey what can you say? we were overdue, but itll be over soon, you wait: imo the best line in the special, who cares anymore, we’ve all lived longer than we ever thought we would, but who cares we probably dont have much longer anyway. or its talking about optimistic nihilism where you go “hey we’re all gonna die anyway, lets stop freaking out about everything and just let it wash over us”

all eyes on me: it feels like that one peaceful moment you get in the mess, the eye of the storm. the feeling when you sit there on the floor of your room and look out the window and you just feel still. you stop overthinking everything and all the mess just melts away, just for a little while.

any way yeah peace bye

[ifdragonscouldtalk]

just watched bo burnham’s “inside” and i understand what people mean when they say it isnt a comedy now.... just made me love the songs more. holy shit. and now im feeling weird posting about it fuck fuck everything is meta and uh- well him telling me to shut up isnt going to stop me from hoping someone has given him a big hug since then tbh

[flooffybits]

oo alright then i have 2:

1. left brain, right brain by bo burnham. the acting skill of bo is just so impressive and it shows in this song, as he plays two different characters who are arguing; the changes between sides of the brain is just so well put out, the way the lights are used to enhance the performance, it's so good

2. we think we know you by bo burnham. this is more about that the whole appeal of the song is how its played, by him moving his hands around, triggering different voices, instruments and even autotune. i think the song isnt even meant to be listened to by itself, because the whole thing about the song its the hands.

thank you for coming to my ted talk

oooh the first one sounds interesting, i might look at it when i get the chance. the whole left and right brain concept has me intrigued lol i'm sorry i can be a nerd when it comes but thank you for telling us!

[uwu-boll]

Yesterday I consumed nearly 4 grams of mushrooms. Here is what that was like for me:

First, this isnt my first rodeo. I've consumed psychedelics a few times before; I wouldnt call myself necessarily experienced but I have an education background in psychopharmacology and I have a couple of trips under my belt already so I knew what to expect and how it was going to feel going into it. 2 months ago. my girlfriend and I purchased 7 grams of mushrooms to split for our anniversary weekend this past week. We purchased a hotel room - I wanted to avoid doing this at home due to a very stressful living situation - and situated our setting so as to be best prepared to go about our experience. This included water, music, videogames, some snacks, etc. The necessities.

Our day started following a night of several shared margaritas and burgers between us. We went swimming, had coffee and a light breakfast, went to therapy together, and then a healthy midday lunch. Following that, we gathered the supplies for the night and settled in at around 3pm. Starting then, I measured out the dosages for the both of us; 2.75g for her, 3.87g for me (the dosages were more or less arbitrary, but we had a ballpark of what kind of experience we were looking for). She ate hers straight up, while I prepared a 'lemon tek'; powdered shrooms soaked in lemon juice for some time. There is some science behind it, but the idea is to shorten the duration or the experience while making it more intense. This also helps with digestion to prevent nausea, although there will still be some present as your body tries to 'reject' the chemical.

My shrooms sat in lemon juice for 20 mins before I tossed them all in orange juice for me to take big gulps of. Disclaimer - I HATE the taste, smell, texture, EVERYTHING about mushrooms. This... isnt necessarily better, but it's the best way to consume them short of capsules, I've found.

3:25 PM: I start drinking my pulpy orange juice - mushroom cocktail. It tastes like sour orange juice, because of the lemon juice I added, but the thought of the mushrooms in there makes me gag before I even get the concoction in my mouth. I can already tell this is going to be an endeavour. I take one big swig, maybe a fifth of the bottle, and approximately a quarter of the dose. I wait about 5 mins before taking another swig

3:35: one more swig, followed by a dab, hoping that the weed will calm my tummy. It does, but not before I nearly puke coughing up a lung

3:45: I finish the cocktail. This whole time I'm watching my girlfriend - who is approximately 15 minutes ahead of me having already dosed - set up the Nintendo switch and design a character on Tony Hawks Pro Skater, the remastered edition. She finishes, we take a dab, and we start playing. We, for some reason, start with a VS game, first to 500,000 points. I dont know why we thought that was a good idea, but we did. From here on, times are approximate.

Approximately 3:50: We are mindlessly skating in complete silence, absolute fixated in this game. I'm pretty high from the dabs as it is, so I'm spacing out and having trouble coordinating.

Approximately 4:00: I'm focused entirely on how gross my stomach feels having drank the cocktail. My body feels heavy, and it's very difficult to coordinate in the game properly.

Approximately 4:15: We are probably 100,000 points into this game before we both realize how long it's going to take before anyone wins. Were both kinda over it, and clearly struggling with performing and we only know it's going to get worse. As the come up begins, I feel a profound sense of anxiety. Recognizing it as the comeup anxiety, I dismiss it, but it's quickly becoming pretty overwhelming. The lemon tek, in shortening and intensifying the experience, creates very powerful come ups. We stop playing THPS and switch to Super Mario 3D World, which makes me feel better

Approximately 4:30: We get through 2 levels before we stop playing for the night. We decide to cuddle and try to calm each other down. We put on Bo Burnham's 'Inside' to listen to while we come up, which was a great idea because we love him. Really got us talking about our pasts and the meanings behind each of his songs. My body is very heavy, but I feel at absolute peace within it - I'm not biting my nails compulsively or shaking my legs - despite the come up anxiety and the slight nausea. I feel attached to the bed, I didnt want to get up even if I had to. I am absolutely CHEESIN, smiling so hard my cheeks still hurt a day later.

Approximately 4:45: I am staring at the wall, looking at what appears to be a pattern overlaying the texture of the wall. I see the same pattern on the bathroom floor. I'm questioning as to whether or not it's really there. I quickly move to the ceiling - a popcorn ceiling - where I am blown away; the lighting in the room makes the ceiling look both purple and green. My pareidolia is going crazy and I see constantly shifting patterns in the white noise that is the popcorn ceiling. The crazy thing is knowing that there is no pattern to the nonsense I am seeing, but making out patterns regardless. I stare at this for awhile. The ceiling is flowing like water.

The exact order of events henceforth are kind of a blur. We lay in bed for the rest of the night, but the topics of discussion vary from point to point, mostly us complimenting each other and praising each other. At some point, Inside ended, and we listened to Hamilton. However, I hardly remember both the end of Inside nor the entirety of Hamilton, and so it's likely that around d approximately 5 oclock, began the Great Existential Breakdown (TM)

At approximately 5 oclock, I was peaking. Emotions were running high, and, in response to being hungry, I had a breakdown because I hated the fact that I was born into a world dominated by cruelty, inhumanity, and the insatiable drive for profit. I hated that I lived in a world where something as simple as hunger was a problem, and that food - a human right - is commodified. I hated that consumption was obligatory, and that to feed the endless gluttony that is the human need to consume, we exploit both our fellow humans, and the planet. I hated that in that obligatory need to consume, weve facilitated this social climate in which it's okay to pollute our world and exploit the human labor condition so as long as its convenient to the consumer and profitable to the corporation. (Now that I think about it, this may have been spurned by Bo Burnhams 'That Funny Feeling', which I feel like is his most powerful song on the album. ) This quickly evolved into how being born, and forced into a world without your consent where conditions like this exist in the first place is inherently a violent act, and that having children is immoral until we create an environment where those conditions are obsolete. Then to how bullshit it is that I am forced to take care of a meatsuit for the whole of my life, but I have to pay to upkeep all of it as if i had some choice in the matter. This lead to me talking about how I wanted to be a transient observer of the universe, untethered to any physical point in space. Not quite dead, not quite alive - still able to see things happen, but not be able to participate. I then went on to say how I didnt think suicide was the answer to my problems because that doesnt necessarily get rid of the conditions that lead to my despair, but rather creates new problems for my loved ones. I knew that the key was to live in despite of the despair and to continue on in search of my own personal meaning.

This breakdown lasted approximately 3 hours and was very emotional for both of us. We spent a lot of time crying and talking about stuff weve never spoken about before. The comedown was very gentle and helped me feel very cathartic and relaxed. Over the course of the comedown I took several dabs, a few of which brought me back to 'The Wonky Space' (TM). However, this was short lived. My girlfriend sat in the tub naked from the waist down, which quickly turned into a bath, and from there, after my breakdown, we started to relax, watch some Shameless, went downstairs, got some snacks, some drinks, and went to bed.

Before I fell asleep, and once I knew the experience was 100% over, I took some time to reflect and felt very satisfied with what happened. It wasnt at all what I expected the night to be, but I felt like I needed to do that, and experience that kind of existential pain. I felt very relaxed once I got control of my body again, and that peace - the general sense of wellbeing, happiness, lack of anxiety, connectivity to my partner and my fellow man - has persisted well into the next day, and will likely continue for at least the next week. 10/10 would do again.

Would I say I had a bad trip? No. Was it a good one? N...no. but I had a great time, it was fun, and enlightening, and helped me realize where I feel like I am struggling mentally.

[eduardo-andale-lets-go]

Richie would definitely confess like this:

Theyre sitting in the dark bedroom, with only the moonlight and each other's warmth for company. Richie's going on about some music and how he could maybe incorporate it to comedy just like Bo Burnham and Eddie is adding ridiculous things he could do, and when eddie says, "yeah and you could use crocs as your clothing brand. Crocs and hawiian shirts. Youre gonna be a 40 year old dad at 20 with that look." "Hmm yes all the girls are gonna call me daddy" and richie loves the sound of eddie's giggle as he protests out of obligation.

He looks so beautiful.

Then out of nowhere, richie takes off his earphones, looks eddie in the eye and says, "this is our song," puts it on eddie's ears and its on full blast. Its playing Heroes by David Bowie and even though its loud as fuck, Eddie takes comfort in his voice. He almost closes his eyes but then he sees Richie saying something to Eddie and he cant hear him so he takes it off quickly. But its not fast enough.

"What?" He asks, ears still ringing.

"Huh?"

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

"You ass, you definitely said something. And dont be fucking cheeky."

"Oh yeah, your cheeky ass wont like it huh."

"RICHIE!"

"Okay okay! I said, I can sleep here if you want."

"That's stupid. You always do that."

"Yeah, and I'm gonna keep doing it." Then. "You know, this'll be the last month we're gonna be together right?"

"I know. Its all I think about. That's why you're here, right? And-- even if we go to different colleges, we could always talk on the phone."

"Yeah. Technology wont let us forget each other."

"Even if there isnt technology, even if I dont have my phone to call you, I'l find a way to talk to you, you know? I'll send a telegram. Or a letter. Or a fucking messenger bird if I have to. I wont let us forget each other. Promise me, Rich. Dont you forget about me."

"I wont eds. I definitely wont."

Well.

At least, he tried.

--

Eddie spends the last month trying to remember every little thing about Richie.

How his teeth look stretched over his lips, the way he laughs from his belly, the warmth of his arms wrapped around his waist as Eddie squeals into the sky.

But he ends up forgetting to ask Richie what he said to him that night. He knew Richie lied. He saw his lips move. He just didnt hear him say it.

When Eddie is lying on wet floor of the cistern, cold and blurry eyed, it is once again dark, and while there is no moonlight to accompany them tonight, or his own body's heat, he at least has Richie's warmth.

And he thinks about that night, how he saw Richies lips move to say what he thinks might be the words that read: I and Love and You and Eddie thinks, he does too.

And he cant hear anything else, but the sound of his childhood and David Bowie's Heroes when he sees Richie's eyes tear up, and Richie's hands cup his face, and Richie's lips move, and he thinks he is saying the same thing, the same I and Love and You, and it doesnt matter if he meant any other way other than what he wants it to mean because Eddie suddenly only has one chance to say it.

And he says it.

"Richie, you know... I... I..."

At least, he tries.