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chaandknight · 5 years

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Let me | Brian May |

Summary: Brian just wants to be your man. You let him. 4.2k words

A/N: Inspired by anons and also the song Let me by the one and only Zayn I swear I’m not promoting his new album or anything.

Fluff isn’t my strong suit. Enjoy.

Tags: Fluff, smut, dash of angst, dumb word play, +18 content

Anonymous said: Could I get something with Soft Brian? Like fluffier than his hair? He’s just the sweetest human in existence, in my opinion. A picnic or night in with movies or like bowling lol 🖤

Anonymous said: Please can i have some soft brian may sin x it does things to my heart

This was a new call. Some new hotshot band you didn’t bother remembering the name of. Your friend had called, asking you come to the show and work your magic. You really shouldn’t of gone, an unfinished essay sitting on your table and seven other sheets of research journals to pour over and make notes for next week. There was a part of you that regretted getting into this life sty But you needed a break, so here you were. Crammed into a hall filled, people all around you. Honestly you couldn’t wait for the show to be over. People were ridiculous. You had the breath knocked out of you at least five times thanks to various elbows.

The band weren’t that bad. You actually enjoyed their music, finding yourself dancing along and singing blindly with them. After the band finished someone came up to you, security you presumed and asked you to come with them. You obliged, knowing full well why you were here. It wouldn’t take long, men were easy enough to seduce after a show. High off the show, not drunk enough for the after party yet. You just had to pretend to be interested, be sharp with your banter and not bruise your egos. You didn’t have a problem so far.

You were led to the bar at the back, the after party just starting. You thanked the man, making your way to the bar to order a drink. You made small talk with the people around you, not really paying too much attention to anyone. You suddenly wanted to get home, it wasn’t a good idea to come.

From the cheers at the door you could tell the band had just entered, you joined along with the crowd. Despite not knowing the band you still felt they deserved a cheer, it was a show well played. Not many bands could handle a crowd so easily like that. You stayed at the bar for a bit longer, watching the band disperse into the crowd. The blonde drummer already had a girl on his arm, he looked pretty enough to be a girl. Despite being exactly your type you didn’t want to work for his attention. The lead singer was the center of the crowd, still working off his stage persona, you didn’t want to work for his attention either. You divert your attention to the other two men. The guitar player and the bass player. The bass player seemed quite, more content just spending time with people instead of talking needlessly. Perhaps. You watched him for a while, wondering how he fit into the bands equation. Maybe it was your unfinished psychology essay that made you stay on the bar stool, slowly going through the crowd and coming up with fake personalities for each person in the room.

“Drink not strong enough?” you jumped slightly at the voice beside you, not expecting someone to be in such close proximity. The drink you had sitting on spilled, leaving a ring of beer around your glass and on your hand. You reached out for napkins quickly, not wanting the liquid to spill onto your clothes, he beat you to it though. “God, I’m so sorry. Let me, its the least I could do”

It was the guitarist. You smiled up at the tall man, the slightest bit intimidated by his height. He was busy cleaning up the spilt beer and so you had the chance to admire him for a bit before he finished. His hair was black, with curls falling down his shoulders and you had the urge to ask him if they were actually real but you bit your tongue. His lips were moving but you couldn’t quite remember what he said,

“Sorry, what?” you asked, confused. He just laughed, ordering you another drink.

“I’m Brian”

Sweet baby, our sex has meaning

Know this time you'll stay 'til the morning

You cleaned yourself up as best you could. However you couldn’t help your wrinkled clothes or the scent of sex that clung to you. Brian had gone to shower and you took that as your cue to leave. Usually they’d tell you to leave themselves, as soon as they were finished. But Brian didn’t seem like that. He was actually nice. Chatting to you at the after party, actually finding out your name and buying your drinks. You didn’t want it to be awkward so you took the decision into your own hands. Deciding to get dressed and leave before he came out of the shower. There was one problem though, you couldn’t find your bangle. The solid gold, priceless bangle that your late grandmother had given you. You dropped your jacket in frustration, going down to your knees to look under the bed. Something was sparkling in the light and you just knew it was your bangle. You reached out, struggling to get it.

“Where are you going?” Brian’s voice came from the door of the bathroom. You froze, sitting up, a sheepish smile on your face.

“I uhm...I was going home?” you said, unsure of yourself with the way he was looking at you. He frowned and walked towards you, a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Why?” is all he asked, confused. He seemed so genuinely confused that you couldn’t find it in your heart to turn him down. You took a beat to think up an excuse for leaving so soon,

“I wanted to get home, I’ve got class tomorrow”

“l’ll drop you off tomorrow, it’s not a bother” he insisted with a smile. He was on his knees, reaching underneath the bed and using his significantly longer arms to grab your bangle. “Let me,” he whispered, taking you hand in his. He took your arm, gently sliding the jewelry onto your arm. You felt your heart flutter, watching him kiss your knuckles gently before pulling away.

So you stayed the night.

Duvet days and vanilla ice cream

More than just one night together exclusively

You tried not to laugh, wondering just how long it would take for Brian to realise. He was eating his ice cream with such purpose, enjoying it so much that you didn’t have the heart to tell him that there was some on his nose. You grinned, watching him from over your glasses. Your ice cream was long finished, the summer heat forcing you to eat it messily before it melted. You never were the clean type, something Brian had teased you about mercilessly.

“You realise that I can see my reflection through your glasses right?” he asked, wiping his nose. You laugh, taking a tissue from the bedside table and wiping the rest off for him. You shrugged, turning your attention back to the book in front of you. A test tomorrow and you hadn’t left Brian’s flat for the past two days. You couldn’t believe yourself. He’d insisted on you coming over for the night, instead keeping you here for two days. Two whole days and you still felt like it had been just hours. The time passed quickly when you were with him. You had seen him more about three or so weeks. You wondered where all that time went, musing over the fact that you had stopped your band antics with your friends as well. You wondered if he had noticed. Or if he even really cared. Neither of you had discussed what this really was.

“Are you even listening to me?” he demanded, drawing you from your thoughts. You shook your head, a smile on your face. You tried hard to read the words on the book in front of you. You felt a weight drop on the side of your bed. You huffed, shuffling over to make room for the man who had just jumped on the bed. He rested on his stomach, his head on your thighs. He whined, actually whined like a puppy. “I need attention” he mumbled, trying to distract you by running his hands over your thighs. You pulled your legs away, trying to fight the smile on your face.

He reached out, but you were too fast for him. You pulled the book out of his grasp giving him a look. He didn’t falter under your gaze, instead sitting up and reaching over for the book you were just attempting to read. You leaned to the side, trying to push him away. You laughed as he covered your body with his in an attempt to grab the book.

“Oh, come on” he said, stretching out to reach the book. You pushed his chest, trying harder to stretch out your arm to keep your book out of reach. He adjusted his position, now almost laying on you to reach it. “Just, let me..,,get....” he strained, grabbing the book from your hands. You huffed crossing your arms.

“Brian I need that” You protested, trying to grab it from him. He dodged your attempts, sitting up reading the page you were on. He tutted,

“You already know all this, why do you insist on reading it again?” He remarked, throwing the book away. Before you could scold him for it his lips were on yours again, pulling you into his lap.

Baby, let me be your man

So I can love you

“Babe?” his voice came from down the hall. You were busy trying to gather all your things. Pens, pencils, calculator just incase. Notes shoved haphazardly into your bag. You would pass this final with flying colours. At least that what you told yourself anyway.

“Hurry up breakfast is getting cold!” he yelled out again. You suppress a laugh. He was very adamant about making breakfast the morning before an exam. You grabbed your bag, rushing through the kitchen. You grabbed the breakfast wrap he had made you, pressing a kiss to his cheek before chugging the orange juice. He smiled at his handy work, “Here, let me get your bottle. You always forget it.” he handed you your favourite bottle. You smiled gratefully.

“What would I do without my fantastic boyfriend?” you mused, not realising what you said yet. He grinned,

“So I’m your boyfriend now?” You laughed, pressing a kiss to his lips and running out the door.

And if you let me be your man

Then I'll take care of you

You blew your nose, doing your best not to make too much noise. Brian shook his head,

“You said it was just allergies.” He had a hint of annoyance in his voice, still fed up with your insistence that you were fine. And you were. You just needed to rest for a day or so and you’d be better. They were just allergies. That lasted a day. Or two. But he didn’t have to know that. You drew the blanket around yourself tighter, closing your eyes and trying to ignore his constant reprimanding. He seemed to be like your mother, mumbling about how you never took proper care of yourself.

“Bri, they are just allergies. I’m fine” you insisted, blowing your nose yet again. Maybe your voice was deeper than before, and maybe you had finished all your herbal tea in an effort to soothe your throat. He stood in the middle of the room, arms crossed. He wasn’t buying it.

“Just let me take care of you, stop being so stubborn” he pleaded as he walked up to you, gently placing his hand on your forehead to feel your temperature. At this point your head felt like it was filled with cotton. You just wanted to sleep and if letting him be a mother chicken was the only way you could do this, then so be it.

We're drinking the finest label

Dirty dancing on top of the table

You couldn’t name a better way to spend the year. The party was well underway and you found yourself in the middle of the makeshift dance floor. Laughing and giggling like a school-girl. Brian held you close to him as you danced terribly next to him.

“Brian” you murmured, wrapped your arms around him and trying to get him to dance with you. He just laughed, gripping your waist and pulling you close. “Why aren’t you drunk?” you mumbled, running a hand over his chest. Brian wasn’t really the one to let go, especially at a crowded party like this. You’d have to get him drinking now, just to ease the self control he always had. He pressed a kiss to your temple, guiding you to the couch that was to the side of the room.

You pouted as he pulled you into his lap, holding you close to him. He pressed a kiss to your neck, making you shiver. You hands were on his shoulders out of habit, smiling at him.

“Why won't you dance?” You asked, pecking his lips. He was clean shaven tonight, hair falling over his shoulder - as curly as ever. You let your eyes go over his profile, admiring how good he looked and how he was completely yours. You felt your heart flutter at that thought, fiddling absentmindedly with his hair.

“I want to see the fireworks properly” he confessed, tucking a loose strand of your hair behind your ear. You nodded the slightest bit, encouraging him to continue. He let out a small laugh, leaning back against the sofa. His hands firmly on your waist, as if it was a sign to all the men (and women) in the room that you were his. It sent a thrill through your spine. Whenever you both were out he would have to be touching you somehow, some form of physical contact was needed for him.

“They're just….explosions you know?” He tried explaining. You tilted your head, still confused as ever. He pulled you closer, so you were resting against his chest.

“Let me explain properly…” And that was it for the two of you. The party long forgotten, you were captivated by his explanation of fireworks. You both somehow drifted from that topic to space, supernovas and such to exact. Maybe it was just how time passed when you were with him. Maybe it was the twinkle in his eye when you showed enthusiasm whenever he ‘nerded’ out. But in that moment you realised,

“I love you” you blurred out, interrupting his explanation about the formation of the Earth. He paused, processing what you said. You bit your lip, trying to stop the nerves forming. You had no idea how he would react. He tried to stop the smile on his face. Tried to hide it but he couldn't. Instead, he leaned forward, enveloping your lips in a kiss.

“I love you too” he whispered as he pulled away. Your heart soared, and you wished you could describe the feeling that was coursing through your veins. You were so filled with love for the man in front you. The only thing you could do was pull him close and kiss him over and over. He reciprocated with just as much enthusiasm. The two of you stayed that way for god knows how long, just kissing each other. You pulled away properly first, leaning your head on his shoulder, whispering those three words again. You couldn’t help it - you really, really meant them.

“You know love is actually a chemical reaction?” He supplied helpful. You laughed, lifting your head up to look at him,

“I know.” you pecked his lips, “studying psychology remember?”

Maybe you hadn’t noticed that everyone had cleared out of the room, crammed onto the balcony. It wasn’t until Freddie came parading in, plopping down on the couch next to you did you realise that the count down was already over.

“Happy new year loves!” he declared, grabbing your face and planting a kiss straight on your lips. You jumped back, mortified. “Fred!” you exclaimed. You looked to Brian, to see what his reaction was, but your view was blocked by the back of Freddie’s head.

“Thought I’d share my new years kiss with everyone I love!” he declared, getting up and literally flying off to god knows where. You watched him disappear into the crowd. Brian and you looked at each other for a second, before laughing at the absurdity of the situation.

He pulled you back into another kiss.

Long walks on the beach in April

Yeah, I promise, darling, that I'll be faithful

The day had been too long. You were tired and drenched in sweat. Maybe it was everything that had happened in the past week leading up to your foul mood. Your final essay, fifty thousand words long, lovingly typed up and rewritten three times had somehow been set on fire. Your request for an extension, also ruined by a tea spill. Your car breaking down, your best shoes being broken. It was just a bad week for you in general. To top it all off you were left alone in yours and Brian’s shared flat.

He hadn’t called in three days, which was rare for him. Usually he’d call as soon as he got into a new town, giving you the number for the next hotel they were booked at. The lack of phone ringing made your anxiety grow. You had spent the past two nights by the phone, practically begging it to ring. It was probably nothing. He was probably tired from playing every single night and then travelling to a new venue the next day. Busy with interviews and such.

That was until you had heard whispers from your friends, something about groupies and the band. A friend of a friends who managed to seduce one of the band members, coming back to them again and again after three shows. You felt your heart sink. It couldn’t be Brian...Could it? John was head over heels in love with his girlfriend, Roger didn’t bother with connections, Freddie was much the same as Roger. That left Brian. Your Brian.

Your thoughts were working against you that day, constantly coming up with various scenarios. It was your insecurities praying on you, the previous line of unfaithful boyfriends coming back to haunt you. You grew tired of the gossip, you excused yourself not bothering to say goodbyes and headed home. The past weeks exhaustion came crashing down on your as soon as you stepped through the door. You crawled into bed, only bothering to kick off your shoes before wrapping the blanket around yourself. You tried convince yourself that Brian was here with you as you drifted off to sleep…

You woke, images of Brian and some other woman in your head. You felt sick, tears already forming in your sleep riddled eyes. You felt like you couldn’t breath for a few seconds, the thought of losing Brian to someone else too overwhelming for you. The phones ringing still continued. For once you were thankful to be dragged out of sleep because of the phone. You made your way over to the counter where the phone was attached, picking up,

“Hello?” your voice was thick with sleep.

“Oh god, I didn’t wake you did I? I checked the time I thought it would be okay to call?” Brian’s voice came from the other end of the line. You felt a lump form in your throat, the thoughts from before weighing on you, forcing you to grab the phone set and sit on the floor.

“No, no.. I uhm..” you wiped away stray tears falling, cursing yourself for falling apart like this.

“Darling? Is everything alright?” concern in his voice. You sniffled, trying your hardest not to burst out crying,

“I just… Miss you and my friends were talking about some groupie and how she’s with the band all the time and how she’s made one of you fall in love with her and you’re ready to elope with her and I just didn’t want to think it was you but what if it was and I couldn’t handle it Brian I fucking love you and I hate being so far apart from you and I just -” you were cut off from your blabber,

“Sweetheart, we haven’t been at a show in three days” he explained. You paused, tears still on your cheeks and mind still racing.

“What?”

He just laughed,

“Our bus broke down in some desert. We had to wait for two bloody hours until someone drove past and gave us a ride. Let me tell you, the town we were in was horrendous. Honestly it had dirt everywhere and I can’t even begin to describe the smell…..”

You zoned out for a second, processing his words. Your heart leapt, all your worst fears were just that. Fears. You took a breath to steady yourself.

“I’d never betray you. You know that right?”

Give me your body and let me love you like I do

Come a little closer and let me do those things to you

You were going to explode. At least, that’s what it felt like. Waking up to have Brian’s head between your legs was almost like a dream. He had chuckled when you stirred, remarking about how long it finally took for you to wake up. It didn’t take long for him to get to work once you were awake and willing, threading a hand through his curls. His tongue was skilling in eliciting the loudest noises from your mouth. You could feel it against your clit and you let out yet another moan, afraid that the neighbours would wake.

You were a mess as his tongue explored your folds, bringing you to the edge faster than you could possibly imagine. Your hands alternated between tugging his hair and gripping the sheets on your sides. It was like you had no control over your body, your mind only focused on one thing. You gasped his name, feeling your breath quicken. You were close, the only thing coming out of your mouth was his name, chanting it over and over like prayer.

You let out a breathless moan as you came, one hand tugging his hair and the other fisting the sheets. You let your eyes close, trying hard not to float away into another universe. That was until his fingers were on you again. You could of cried when he slipped a finger into you, coaxed in easily by your own wetness.

“Bri...…” you whimpered, gasping at the intrusion. He shifted, now laying next to you, thumb against your clit and pushing another finger into you.

“Relax darling” he murmured, pressing kisses to your collarbone. “Let me make you feel good..”

This feeling will last forever, baby, that's the truth

Let me be your man so I can love you

“Stop fiddling and just let me take the photo” he whined, trying his best to get a good shot of you in your graduation gown.

“God I can't believe I'm actually here” you remarked, fiddling with the flimsy cardboard in your hands. Brian chuckled, placing a hand over yours to stop you from tearing the graduation program further. He put his camera back into his back, stepping closer to you. He pulled you closer, pressing a chaste kiss to your temple.

“You worked hard to get to this point, love” he gently titled your chin up so you could face him. Your nerves were getting the better of you. Your stomach was in knots and you could feel your hands shaking. You looked at him, uncertain and shaken with anxiety. He just smiled back, the same reassuring smile he always gave you during late night study sessions. The same smile he gave you when you went to submit your final essay. The same smile he was wearing when you were about to open your results letter. It grounded you, shushing your anxiety so it was just a faint hum in your head.

“Now, you're going to go up there” he started, adjusting your hair the slightest bit, “you're going to shake the Dean’s hand” he made sure your cap was on properly. “And you are going to walk off the stage” he kissed your nose “like the Queen you are” he finished. You gave him a small shove, smiling despite your previous anxiety attack. You pulled him into a hug, on your tippy toes so you could kiss his cheek.

“Thank you” you whispered into his ear before pulled away. He grinned,

Baby, let me be your man

So I can love you

And if you let me be your man

He was on one knee, ring glinting in the candlelight. You felt tears prick at your eyes. Honestly speaking you had found the small box a week ago. You had hid it well, unable to stop the butterflies building in your stomach. It was just a matter of when. He didn’t disappoint.

Brian had brought on the beach for a picnic. You didn’t expect it then, it was normal to go out for picnics. But when he dropped to one knee as you were getting ready to pack up you couldn’t help the small gasp.

“I had an entire speech prepared, a song as well but I honestly can’t remember any of it..Let me be your husband… please..” he pleaded, eyes desperate. He was a little unsure, sure you had talked about it before but there was still a part of him that doubted himself.

You nodded frantically, dropping down to your knees. Unable to helpful yourself, you kissed him, almost toppling him over onto the sand.

Then I'll take care of you,

For the rest of my life

For the rest of yours

For the rest of ours

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mayans-sauce · 3 years

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Break Up, Make Up (3/3)

Pairing: Bishop Losa x Female Reader

Word Count: 1.4K

Warnings: hint of smut-ish, a little angst, mention of dead Riz :(

A/N: last part of the Break Up, Make Up series! Sorry it’s a little late. Thank you to everyone for showing love and support for the first two parts! It means so much to me as this has been one of my favorite things to write! Enjoy this little ending <3

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The feel of the bright morning sun shining through the window blinds warming your skin was what woke you up from the deep slumber. The window was slightly ajar, which let the crisp air from outside spread through the room. Bishop wasn’t by your side when you searched for his comfort and body to cuddle against. You scanned the space of any trace of him, and that’s when you heard his soft voice singing in the shower.

It wasn’t often Bishop sang. The only times he did was when he was sure that no one was around to hear. But you had caught the sweet melody of him a few times, and you always treasured the moment to the fullest. Just laying there on the soft bed with your eyes closed as you listened to his beautiful voice.

After some time, your mind started racing to last night's activities. It was unlike anything you had ever done before. Bishop was known to be hard and rough with you in the sheets from time to time but last night was a whole new experience that was hopefully going to happen again in the future.

You heard the water shut off, and not a minute later; he emerged from the bathroom. His eyes met yours when he opened the door. A wide and beautiful smile on his face as he saw you lying there with nothing but a thin sheet covering the most sensitive parts of you. “Mornin’ beautiful.” “Good morning to you, too handsome.”

Your eyes couldn’t help but admire him. All he had around himself was a towel low on his hips, showing you his trail that led to the part of him that had your mouth water in need and your core desperate to be filled. A few drops from the shower were running down his Godly body that you wanted to lick off to feel him under your tongue. Your mind started fantasizing about him bending you over the bed and taking you hard from behind as he pleased. You felt yourself throbbing, and you needed to clench your thighs together to stop yourself from thinking any further.

“How did you sleep?” His voice was so deep, and it didn’t make it any easier with the whole scenario you were picturing in your head. “Go-good.” He felt you were nervous because of his presence, and it left a smirk on his stunning face. He came to sit down beside you. “I was going to ask you to join me in the shower, but I figured you must be pretty tired from last night.” He had his warm hand on your shoulder, caressing the soft skin. “Yeah, I’m pretty worn out… but it was good… more than good, it was perfect. It was extremely... mind-blowing.” His heavenly laugh made you smile out. “I enjoyed myself very much, sweetheart, more than you know.” “Me too.” A long kiss was left on your forehead, which made butterflies explode in you at its softness. “I’ll prepare breakfast while you get ready, and then we can talk.”

Talk… right… You both still had some things to talk through with the stuff said a few days before. You hadn’t told him yet, but you already forgave him last night when he was cuddling you so soft and lovingly like only he could after fucking you good and raw. But this would be an opportunity to strengthen your relationship even more if the conversation went in the right direction.

After the shower, you chased the mouthwatering smell of breakfast as you walked downstairs to the kitchen. Bishop was putting what he made on two plates for you to enjoy as you walked in. It was so lovely to see him out of leather and in his home attire, moving around comfortably and happy in your shared house.

Always being a gentleman, he pulled the chair out for you to sit on. “This looks so delicious, babe, thank you.” “Thought you would need some good nutrition from the workout I put you through last night.” Out of the corner of your eye, you saw him with the tiniest of a cocky smirk, clearly very proud of himself and his accomplishments. You gave him a look that said, “shut up, we know,” which made both of you chuckle.

There was a comfortable silence as you ate, but you could still feel the slight tension in the air about the conversation that would be. “Should we move into the living room?” He questioned when both of you had finished the plates. “Yeah, sure.”

Once you were both seated on the couch next to each other, knees touching, he let out a deep breath while taking your hands in his. His thumb was caressing the back of yours. He kept looking at you the entire time as he talked. He wanted you to know his feelings entirely, and it was told with more than just words. His eyes and facial expressions also held his feelings and honesty.

“I’m sorry about the way I acted. It was shitty of me. I should have let you in instead of pushing you out when Riz died. But I couldn’t bear the thought of losing you when I was already feeling so low and grieving my brother. It ate me up inside, and I started thinking irrational thoughts. I know we belong together, and I’m so sorry for fucking up big time… I love you, and I will never stop loving you, caring for you, and protecting you. I want to marry you, have babies, create magical memories, grow old and gray as we are surrounded with our many grandkids, and then still be close as we are buried together for all eternity. You’re the best thing that has entered my life, and I can’t live without you; you are what keeps me going when I want to give up. You are what brings me love, joy, and comfort when I need it the most, so… please can you forgive me, sweetheart?”

You saw how much it was tearing him to pieces that he had hurt you so deeply with his words. It was hurtful, but you could have been a good partner and stuck around, despite him pushing you away, so he didn’t need to feel so alone and lost. But for you, at that moment, it felt like the right decision for both. Your eyes clenched together hard to prevent the tears from falling.

“You have nothing to be sorry about, Obispo. I’m the one that’s sorry for walking out when you needed me the most. I know you were only thinking about what's best for me and my safety… but I’ve chosen to be with you and love you for the rest of my life, and that comes with some risks that I’m willing to take and not think twice about.”

You took the sides of his face in your hands so he could properly look at you and feel your complete honesty with him. “I love you, Obispo, and that’s so much more important than some fight. I love you, and you love me. We are both healthy and here in this world together. Let’s just enjoy each other while we are both still breathing… we never know what will happen tomorrow, and that’s not in our hands, so just,” your foreheads touched as you whispered the last words, “let’s just be here and live our lives in the love we have for one another.”

He let out a breath of relief that you both managed to work this out. His arms wrapped around your body in the most warming and reassuring hug the two of you had ever shared between each other. Your legs lifted to drape over his to keep the closeness. His lips left light kisses all over your neck and shoulder as he rested his head where he belonged. The feel of his beard was tickling you, but it made you feel so at home and safe as you were loving and cuddling one another. “You know I will never let anything happen to you as long as I’m alive, querida… never.” “I know Bishop… I know…”

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anotherteenageroninternet · 3 years

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MUAAHHHH MUAAAHHHH

*feels like someone who won an oscar*

*clears throat* IT IS MY GREATEST PLEASURE TO BE HERE AMONG ALL OF YOU

MY SUCCESS , EVEN THOUGH SMALL , IS A BIG STEP TOWARDS ALL ROUND ACHIEVEMENT

I - *forgets my speech*

actually , nvm

its been 2 months and i already cant live without this website and all my stupid and brilliant mutuals in it

i love each and everyone of you and like i have shitty memory so please please pleaseeeeee forgive me if i dont mention you

@untowardflower love you sooooooooo bestie like seriously , we have SOOOO much in common (like so many things we love -after , 1D ) we could be siblings

@nopeimnotdoingthat thank you soooooo much darling for bringing me and @willothewhisper together <3 love youuuu . you are sooo cool

@willothewhisper 8 th September cant come quickly enough . I CANT WAIT

@shatdoesntevenknow hahahahahaha just love you

@bi-peanut thanks for tagging me in the best picrews!!!!

@justmemyselfandthefridge you are sooooo awesome love youuuu

@ashwashw this person is the coooooollest ever . i wish my dreams come true too like yours!!

@crzyprsn42 the most awesome person !!!! <3 <3 <3

@damhalfblood partner in crime . lmao love youu!!

@herondalesunsetcurve one more amazing person who co parents our kids !!!! im the cooooooolest dad lmao

@awkwardelephantshrew the one who always likes my posts <3 love youuu

@this-beautiful-mess-tonight MUAAHHHHH love you <3

@arbitreneart please let those post roll on . its gonna be a heritage post soon im sure of it . love you !!!!

LOVE YOU ALLLLL LOVE YOU EVERYONE ❤❤❤❤❤

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chasseuses · 4 years

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reasons why i love jade leech pt.2

so i guess I'm doing this again.

this is more of a repeat of everything I said in part one but with more sobbing and coherent words.

Jade Leech, Octavinelle's vice dorm leader and the twin brother of Floyd. Many might say that Jade is better than Floyd, although that may seem true to people who don't know him well enough, some people were smart enough to know that Jade was just as bad.

Despite being so fucking shady and nasty, I couldn't help but slowly learn how to love his character. His shadiness is only a part of his charm ❤️ I mean— don't you want that? Don't you just want to look at him and wonder what the fuck is going through his mind right now?

He could be either plotting murder or thinking about tonight's dinner and I would still find his shady expression 🥺 oddly attractive to say the least. I'm being weirdly serious here and typing in lowercase so in a few bullets, expect me to go feral once again.

His eyes are gorgeous. I don't know about you but I get mesmerized everytime I look at them, I swear I could drown in them and never want air ever again. His mismatched eyes,, absolutely beautiful sir please shock my heart eheheh 👉👈 haha jk !!! he doesn't have to use his unique magic to shock my heart bfjfkfjfkfjkffk

His smile is breathtaking, my sun— my light in this dark world of mine. Even if his smile is practiced and insincere, I can't help but go crazy over it. Imagine if he smiled genuinely, no restraints at all as he let out a hearty laugh and a genuine smile took over his expression. I would cry on the spot, I am cryimyfjrkfjkffk.

GOF HELP ME I CAN'T TYPE IN LOWERCASE ANYMORE IM GOING IN CAPSLOCK!!!

I HATE HOW JADE CAN GO FROM HIS USUAL GENTLEMANLY FACE EXPRESSION BUT SUDDENLY SHOOTS YOU A FUCKING SMUG GRIN WHICH SHOWS OFF HIS SHARP TEETH AND SAYS HIS USUAL "Fufu~" LINE LIKE PLEASE 🗿 SHUT THE FUCK UP DON'T SMILE LIKE THAT!!

SPEAKING OF TEETH, MAN I REALLY AM CURIOUS AS TO HOW SHARP THEY ARE. A PART OF ME WANTS TO SHOVE MY HAND INTO HIS MOUTH AND JUST TOUCH THOSE TEETH AND SEE HOW SHARP THEY ARE 🤡 haha imagine if he suddenly bit down tho hahshhhshsdrijfrknfkrgntknffknflfnflffnkfnfkjfkdjfofjddlifjf ok I'll shut up.

I don't think I mentioned it here (i already did) but I am telling you that the idea of someone as composed and reserved as Jade starts pining, IT'S GUARANTEED TO BE SO FUCKING GOOD LIKE 🗿 OH GOD THE THOUGHT OF JADE PINING?? ABSOLUTELY *CHEFS KISS* MAN THAT IS SOME GOOD SHIT RIGHT THERE IF YOU SEE ANY PINING JADE PLEASE TAG ME I WILL START CRYIMG

Oh my god. Have I told you how beautiful Jade's lips are? Please please please please look at them they look so nice ahahahha so irresistible and kissable UEEEEEEEEEE

The way his lips are like that 🗿his fucking smile/smirk. GOD GIEV EME THE ABILITY TO KITH THIS MAN JUST ONCE PLEASE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I'M FUCKING CRYING.

Oh my gOD THE WAY HE LOOKS AT MUSHROOMS... THE SOFTEST GAZE... SOMEONE LIKE HE... IS CAPABLE OF HAVING SUCH A SOFT EXPRESSION ON HIS FACE.... PLEASE I WANT TO BE A MUSHROOM IF IT MEANT BEING LOOKED AT BY JADE LIKE THAT.

HE COULD FUCKING SPIT ON ME AND I'D THANK HIM.

I'm ashamed to admit that the earliest reason why I liked Jade Leech was because of his hands. Please forgive me, Lilia-sama. I cannot help but get attracted to such beautiful hands- it was if it was sculpted by the god of sculpting himself! It's such a shame that his gloves cover up its blinding beauty- though my eyes can see through the deceit, I know that his fingers are glorious beneath that piece of cloth. My one and only wish in life is to be able to hold his hand- without the gloves, and that's all for my confession.

^^^^^ I FOUND THAT IN MY DRAFTS

I'M SORRY BUT I JUST REALLY LIKE HIS HANDS OK. LIKE 😳 haha...!! what if we held hands,, without the gloves 😳 haha jk...! unless ...?9£4(_8 UE UE UE UE UE MR. LEECH LET ME HOLD YOUR HAND PLEASE I'M GONNA BEG

UEEEEEEEE I'M NOT FUCKING KIDDING YOU WHEN I SAY I WROTE SO MUCH LETTERS FOR THIS EEL I WISH I WAS KIDDING I HAVE LIKE 12 RIGHT NOW GOD I'M SUCH A FUCKING SIMP

st a rts sobbing

pouting jade.

WHAT THE FUCKBSJDJDJJ??£?£(_(3(_((_(£(£+£; WHY IS HE SO CUTE INT HSI SCREENSHOT WHAT THE FUCK I LOVE YOU SO MUCH PLEASE THE WAY YOU'RE POUTING RIGHT NOW IS SO CUTE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LET ME SQUEEZE YOU.

I'm fucking crying why the fuck is he so cute gof forbid this man from being so fuvking cute i cannot.

People be telling me: cute?? jade is terrifying.

and I go like: that's cute.

UE UE UE EU UEHFHRJFJJDJF HAVE U GUYS HEARD OF WHAT HE DOES TO PEOPLE HE BETRAY HIM???? I LITERALLY WENT 😳 "ahahahh mr leech i will personally betray you just to make you do that to me" you know. like a simp.

U know what I'm going back to lowercase

His extreme love for mushrooms is probably his comic relief so it doesn't completely make him seem like a shady bitch in the game- it's a surprise as to how cute and vulnerable he can get when he talks about or does something related to his precious fungi. It even goes as far as to make him completely lose his sense of surroundings, which is really rare for someone as observant as him- and usually dangerous sjfbjdbf. It's also EXTREMELY CUTE as to how they made Jade someone who really likes mountains- he even goes as far as to found his own club to appreciate them!!

He has pretty deft hands, being able to create a terrarium and care for it as a hobby is applaudable- not everyone has the ability to do just that, you'd have to be able to be extremely precise and careful, and add a little bit of extreme determination to the mix. He would probably smell like mud from all the time he spends in the greenhouse, and stays up late because of creating terrariums. It shows us that he isn't completely a shitty eel who collects dirt on people as his job and I think that's pretty fucking cute not gonna lie!

There was one voice line of him mentioning that he likes gazing at stars, which was completely unexpected for me! He didn't seem like the type to gaze up at the stars and just- watch! Though I expect him to be always alone whenever he does that- he isn't exactly the most approachable person in NRC, people tend to avoid the Leech twins because of Floyd- mostly. People are just scared of them and I don't think Jade has any friends aside from Azul and Floyd. And I don't think either of them would be willing to stay with him to do just that, Floyd's excuse would be because "it's boring~!" and Azul's would be "I have much more important things to do." And I think that's pretty fucking sad.

God please send me to their world I will watch the stars with him please i love him so much I'm—

BACK TO CAPSLOCK FJDJJEKFJKDJFKRNDKDJFKDFLDJRLFNFLDNFLDFNDLNDLDNFLFOFKDLDKDLDKDK

Look. No amount of words can actually describe my feelings for Jade Leech no words can do my love justice UE UE UE UE which is why I do the second best thing— keysmash.

Please please please I could give him the whole world and it wouldn't do my love for him justice 🗿 UE UE UE UEJFBRKFBTKNFRKFBFKFHJFHFDKHFKDBFKDHFKRBFRKBFRKBRKFBFKFNFKFJFKFJDKFK

I also uh, want him to step on me! Y',)!92+_)£_+ Y'know... He would stomp on my back and dig his heel into my back and probably hurl insults towards me 😳 man. I'd be hIS FUCKING DOORMAT IN A HEARTBEAT.

Omg this is getting long

The first part was much more 🗿🗿🗿🗿🗿 but I still do this anyways.

Anyways. Please stan Jade Leech I love him so much 💕

i would've included my brainrot but ppl would just go 🗿 "taku you really are a jade simp huh" and NO I DON'T WANT THATTTTTTTTT

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst meme #disney #octavinelle #admin simps #why i love jade leech #jade leech #twst jade #twisted wonderland jade #jade appreciation post

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farty-city · 3 years

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inside bo burnham review no one asked for

i enjoy other peoples commentary and i was writing down my first thoughts anyway so here it is

inside

first song/intro song

i like the phone screen on him, very reflective of how we have had phone screens on us

“roberts been a little depressed” osnskjdnfs

they were right “daddys made you some content so open wide” hjbfafn

intro

oh my god he looks awful

but like in a cute way

maybe

healing the world with comedy (second song)

the canned and queued laugher no exactly… is it a symbol or is it just funny.. who's to say.

it think its a good first song, establishing he knows what he is doing is kind of useless

“the indescribable power of your comedy”

he looks like marc maron rn

i like the synthed voice and synthesizer

the jesus allusion … yeah

“i'm a special kind of white guy”

this feels like he knows how he is perceived by fans.. Make happy was too much

his fucking dancing fksjdnfksj

i think he did a good job looking manic

the lasers lmao

Side 1

Bo made a huge gamble releasing this like,,, what if you just stumbled upon it and this was ur first introduction to him..

I bet its like when i comment dumb things on instagram comments and get that rush of hehehehe

NO NOT BO DEVELOPING BILLIE EILLISH VOWELS

Also this is exactly what he wanted like,, he just wanted to make his things and not deal with the crowds so..

To think i was like finding scraps of him performing at largo and stuff and now,, so much content

life imitates art

the way he's literally what he wrote hgbkdf

there is no authenticity with cameras

suicide ?

facetime with my mom tonight

the blue light.. Yeah

o hblue like sad

i don't know how i feel about the electric music but i guess its no different than whatever else i listen to

this is sad wow

still catchy etc

side 2

i wonder if here will be any fart jokes

that is how the world works (songs)

the huge mess and then him in a sweater

this is reminiscent of that walmart muppets

he became tim minchin with a sock puppet

the “yes… yes sir” stoppp

jkgdsnfijwkensfosnf

qbejfnjne

nerjgnoejns

bo making a political statement and a metaphor for activism and then making it weirdly kinky

brand consultant (bit)

man bun

i have to believe he filmed it with the beard because quarantine vibes and also bc he was tired of being seen as a child

white womans instagram (song)

i did not like that intro

BO AND GLASSES THANK GOD

the daisies wow just wow

underwear

“white womans instagram” or “bo burnham becomes a girlboss”

i like that he didn't lose his cadence like the way the rhymes are you can still tell its him

i don't get the mom part sorry

is it like how people are very superficial but also very personal on their instagrams

this part was legit sad

side 3

i wonder how he felt with cameras constantly on him

Although this is the point hes trying to make

lol seinfeld moment (bit)

unpaid intern (bit and song)

“barely people somehow legal” was so smooth woW

omg he was scatting

he was a man who would scat

oh my god what great news

the react clip omg

i cant believe he did that oh my god

observation/critisism and response to the “can anyone shut the fuck up”

and as i realized what he was doing he was like “i have this need for everything i make to have a deeper meaning” oh my god

now the question is how long will this go on?

jeffrey bezos (song)

idk its catchy

and then theres him like sleeping and talking which kind of is part of the jeff bezos song

bug eyes salamanders hehe

sexting (song)

i do believe this is just a silly song

the earrings tho omg

sounds like post malone hbkjdsnfskj

idk its still about like intimacy in quarantine and that stuff..

the knife (bit)

i know hes copying like other youtubers but like,,, what

stuck in a room (song)

the intro is very funny and relatable

classic bo i love it

i will say this special has been more reflective but i suppose it has to be

“look whos inside again”

i like the end too, this is all a fabrication

this is the clip where hes staring at the projection of himself from his old youtube videos which is sort of more like an ending to the “stuck in my room” song

sorry (song)

i love the 80’s style music and its like zumba

oh this is like an apology song

“father please forgive me for i did not realise what i did, or that id live to regret it” what a catchy line

i would say this is another more “classic” bo song where its self aware and funny

“my closet it chalk full of stuff that is vaguely shitty”

camera falling

this deserves its own bullet because its silly

i'm turning 30 (bit and song)

i remember him talking about this on a podcast and like,, damn i didn't know this also happened LOL

i really like how he did the lighting

“stupid fucking ugly boring children”

suicide talk (1)

this is interesting i like the use of the projection

this is something that could never have happened onstage

just like with the it being projected on him

i guess it could but it would have to be done differently and probably hed have to make it funnier to make it more engaging

intermission

i just checked this is about the halfway point.. Mh

i don't wanna know (song)

“i thought it’d be over by now”

i wish this was longer but i kind of like how its just a little snippet and then the cut

video game (bit)

“i guess i’ll cry again”

“is the dude big or is the room small” lol

hm depression

feelin like shit (song)

ohh the lighting is fun again

this is the tone shift i suppose

the feels like supalonely and the new kind of music

atl

panic attack

everything all of the time (song)

feels like brandon rogers

i enjoy this

this feels like “welcome to youtube” grew up

“a little bit of everything all of the time”

“apathys a tragedy and boredoms a crime”

ok olivia rodrigo

finishing the special (bit)

these feel like diary entries but as standup

interesting choice

jeffery bezos (2)

Why the seaweed suit

Where did he get that

the digital space (bit)

suit up, gather what is needed, and return to the surface

damn

pirate map anfdkjfnskjd

this was so stupid (affectonate)

that funny feeling (song)

the campfire vibes

kenny loggins

i don't get it..

is it about childhood, is it about the present?

i think its talking about the end of content?

“the end of culture”, to quote make happy

change and not liking it

“we were overdue, but it will be over soon”

if the second half of the special is like a panic attack this song is like a momentary pause before it gets worse

“so ive been working on this special”/breakdown

this was .. uncomfortable and genuine which i'm sure is why he kept it

all eyes on me (song/rant)

another sad thing to watch.. damn

me trying to tell if the audio was from make happy

i think he was trying to make it as if the audio was from make happy

this feels.. familiar

and obviously that is the point

“come on in the waters fine”

the use of autotune during the talking part... yeah

sad that he was gonna make another special… and it would have been totally different than this

i’ve decided i like the homage to make happy

It feels like hes made peace with it

the montage of him waking up and the “i think i'm done”

and then of course the ending where he's watching it over to remind us that its all fabricated

possible ending song/ “i promise to never go outside again”

ngl he looks good in the shirt with the haircut hehe

which i feel like is what he wants up to notice

and then like not think after we saw all his breakdowns

“i want to hear you tell a joke when no ones laughing in the background”

i really like the medley

Final thoughts

I want a blooper reel, but this doesn't seem like the kind of special

I also wonder if the songs will be on like apple music, but again, doesn't seem like the kind of special

I'm happy for him, he got to be honest and open and show us the sort of panicky stuff

this self aware comedy is exactly the stuff that i think will be making a comeback in the next decade. John better be pulling up with more deconstructed comedy.

I hope this has given him peace

#i am so sorry for clogging the feed #bo burnham #inside #inside bo burnham #make happy #what.#words words words #bo fo sho #oh bo

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hermionegranger56 · 3 years

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a v late recap of evermore

so i think Taylor Swift sensed that i was Going Through It and was like here you sad bitch, here’s another surprise album to help fix all that. cause good lord evermore is just what i (and i think we all) needed. i truly TRULY can’t believe we’re lucky enough to get a sister album to folklore, i love it so much. the first day it was out i drove myself 2 hours to the very end of the Cape and sat on an empty beach and cried to it and honestly??? magical. here are my thoughts on it that no one asked for:

first, as an overall here, this album complements folklore so well. it’s the spring to folklore’s autumn, it’s self-assured and warm and beautiful. each album shows off her lyrical genius so well and she only grows stronger here. when folklore came out, i was floored because the music was so different for her and so up my alley. each song’s production sucked me in and it was like she was confidently telling us “here is another genre i can work with” (masterfully at that). evermore feels different. it feels like Taylor is so comfortable in this creative space, she isn’t trying to fit into any new molds or expectations, she is just HERE, now, saying “this is who i am and this is my craft”. it’s really been a privilege to watch her grow as an artist. ok. here we go

willow:

god the video was so beautiful, a really good continuation of cardigan. the chorus is so so delicate and prettyyy, thats MY MAN ughhh its so good. it reminds me a lot of invisible string tbh, or if betty from cardigan grew up and found love. this is really one of my favorites, she starts so strong

fave lines: “the more that you say, the less i know/ wherever you stray I follow/ i’m begging for you to take my hand/ wreck my plans, that’s my man”; “life was a willow and it bent right to your wind”

champagne problems:

oh dear god, it’s if all too well and new years day had a baby and it is a MASTERPIECE. i can picture it all, college sweethearts, broken hearts, i feel like its new england at christmas, ivy league old money…its cinematic. and it gets at the feeling like you’ll never be good enough so you leave before that happens (basically before you get to the tolerate it stage??) and OOF. AND GODDAMN THE RANTING BRIDGE (illicit affairs came close on folklore but i think THIS might be the best bridge since All Too Well). I’ve screamed it a lot tbh

fave lines: BRIDGE BABYYYYYY EVERY SINGLE PERFECT WORD. WHAT A SHAME SHES FUCKED IN THE HEADDDD

gold rush:

this one is bright and lovely and catchy!! it reminds me a lot of mirrorball tbh, all like swirly and magical. i can’t even put it into words but i can see this one so clearly. its all rosy and golden

fave lines: “eyes like sinking ships on waters/ so inviting, i almost jump in”; “what must it be like to grow up that beautiful?/with your hair falling into place like dominoes/ I see me padding across your wooden floors/ with my Eagles t-shirt hanging from your door”; “the coastal town we wandered round/ had never seen a love as pure as it”; “my mind turns your life into folklore”

’tis the damn season:

UGH I FUCKING LOVE THIS ONE EVEN THOUGH IT MAKES ME WANNA TEXT MY EX. the melody is SOOOO satisfying, the progression to “write this down”, i’m obsessed. the idea of being home for the holidays and feeling a little lost and tired and nostalgic for what could have been is something superrrr relatable. this song reminds me of snowy drives around my hometown in the best/worst possible way hahah. one of my top 5 for sure.

fave lines: “we could call it even/ you could call me babe for the weekend/ tis the damn season, write this down/i’m staying at my parents house/ and the road not taken looks real good now”; “and wonder about the only soul/ who can tell which smiles i’m faking”

tolerate it:

oh honeyyyyy this track 5 packs a punch, i mean the lyrics are absolutely BRUTAL in the best way. it’s just so sad, and encompasses a lot of my own insecurity about always feeling like you’re more invested in a relationship and watching someone fall out of love or just stop caring. i LOVE the “my love should be celebrated, but you tolerate it”, like bitch YES your love should be celebrated. also taylor sounds angelic on the “I” at the start of the chorus

fave lines: “i know my love should be celebrated/ but you tolerate it”; “i made you my temple, my mural, my sky/ now i’m begging for footnotes in the story of your life”; “what would you do if I/break free and leave us in ruins/ took this dagger in me and removed it”

no body, no crime:

YESSSSSSSSS I LOVE THE SUBGENRE OF COUNTRY ABOUT WOMEN KILLING SHITTY HUSBANDS AND THIS SONG IS SO FUCKING GOOD AHHHHH!! I LOVE the beat, i love country taylor, i love the addition of HAIM. UGH ITS SO CATCHYYYY, like i’m obsessed with the slide from “i think he did it but i just. can’t. prove itttttt NOOO no body no crime” UGHHH this is without a doubt in my top five

fave lines: “she thinks i did it but she just can’t prove it”

happiness:

I heard this one described as an emotional marathon and holy shit it is, each line is a sucker punch. i really like how it feels like a conversation and looks at the acceptance and pain that mingle together when a relationship just…ends. her lyrics are unmatched on this album but this is a particularly strong track

fave lines: “i haven’t met the new me yet”; “when did all our lessons start to look like weapons/ pointed at my deepest hurt”; “there is a glorious sunrise/ dappled with the flickers of light/ from the dress i wore at midnight”

dorothea:

this one feels like Betty 2.0 and its so sweet and bright and also kinda sad. it’s wistful!! that’s the word i want, wistful! the vibe is gives off reminds me of Red, like musically. it’s home-y. idk if that makes sense but i like it a lot

fave lines: and if you’re ever tired of being known for who you know/ you know, you’ll always know me”

coney island:

ugh this one is magical, i honestly really love the instrumental to this one, it’s so soothing. the lyrics to me feel like you’re in some dream state, going through every heartbreak you’ve ever been through. I love the addition of The National, the vocals fit together so well (and I like it better than both Bon Iver features i think??)

fave lines: do you miss the rogue/ who coaxed you into paradise and left you there/ will you forgive my soul/ who you’re too wise to trust me and too old to care?”

ivy:

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (that’s how i feel about this absolute masterpiece oh my GOD) it makes me so incandescently happy, the folk feel, the lyrics that are so cinematic and poetic and paint such a clear picture (to me) of two Victorian lovers who are in unhappy marriages but don’t let that stop their love. the chorus just like….fills my whole chest, the OH GODDAMN hits so different. and i want “my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand” tattooed on me, that is one of her BEST lines and i will die on that hill. its all so pretty, i can’t deal. the vibe also strongly reminds me of a) invisible string and b) Little Women (2019). i think taylor should do folk and uhhhh only folk please

fave lines: EVERY WORD BUT ESPECIALLY: “i’d meet you where the spirit meets the bone/ in a faith forgotten land”; “oh goddamn/ my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand/ taking mine, but its been promised to another/ oh, i can’t/ stop you putting roots in my dreamland/ my house of stone, your ivy grows/ and now I’m covered in you”; “he wants what’s only yours”; “clover blooms in the field/ springs breaks loose, time is near“; ”so yeah, it’s a fire/ its a goddamn blaze in the dark and you started it”

cowboy like me:

ALL RIGHT everyone sleeps on this song but oh my GOD its so good!! it’s smooth and dreamy and gives me that old fashioned, bonnie and clyde type love story and some of the lyrics are so poetic. I really love the addition of the Tim McGraw chords too???? BUT DEAR GOD COULD WE HAVE GIVEN MARCUS MUMFORD MORE OF A ROLE HERE??!! HE SOUNDS WONDERFUL, GIVE HIM A FEATURE, GIVE HIM A WHOLE VERSE. THIS IS A FOLK ALBUM TAYLOR, USE FUCKING MUMFORD AHHHH (i fucking love him omg)

fave lines: “dancin’ is a dangerous game”; “you’re a bandit like me/ eyes full of stars”; “now you hang from my lips/ like the Gardens of Babylon/ with your boots beneath my bed/ forever is the sweetest con”

long story short:

A BOP!! GIVE ME SOME HAPPINESS TAYLOR WOO! I really love how catchy this one is. it feels like her introducing the craziness of her life to joe and being like look all of that was tough but here i am now and I couldn’t be happier. It’s refreshing, self-deprecating and endearing. I couldn’t love it more and it is ALWAYS stuck in my head!

fave lines: “and he’s passing by/ rare as the glimmer of a comet in the sky”; “long story short I survived”

marjorie:

ha hahah hah ha this one ENDS me, like dear LORD i need to call my grandma immediately. it is so so GOOD and SAD, like the you don’t know how good something or someone is until they’re gone, but even then, they’re still there with you. I love the grandma wisdom of “never be so clever you forget to be kind” etc. and holy SHIT the addition of Taylor’s grandmother’s opera singing as background vocals is GENIUS AND DEVASTATING, god the part where she goes “i’d think you were singing with me now” and then Marjorie comes in is honestly one of the most beautiful musical moments i’ve heard in a hot minute and it breaks me every time. wow.

fave lines: “never be so polite/ you forget your power/ never wield such power/ you forget to be polite”; “the autumn chill that wakes me up/ you loved the amber sky so much”; “and if i didn’t know better/ i’d think you were singing to me now”

closure:

ok i’m sorry, this is my only skip here. I really do love the lyrics and the idea of, yeah no you don’t deserve closure from me. i just can’t get past the pots and pans beginning, its too chaotic. but i’m sure it’ll grow on me! it does feel like finally moving on and i do love that about it

fave lines: “don’t treat me like/ some situation that needs to be handled”; “i know i’m just a/ wrinkle in your new life/ staying friends would/ iron it out so nice”

evermore:

god her voice is SO soothing in this one, it’s literally hypnotic. the song itself feels wandering and dark at first, like you’re stuck in this depression, and then bon iver comes in and it picks up and it feels like coming out of the trees, into the sunlight and finding your way again. finding that the pain WOULDNT be for evermore like she says. it feels like an ending and a beginning. beautiful

fave lines: “writing letters/ addressed to the fire”; “and when i was shipwrecked/ i thought of you/ in the cracks of light/ i dreamed of you”; “and i was catching my breath/ floors of the cabin creaking under my step/ and i couldn’t be sure/ i had a feeling so peculiar/ this pain wouldn’t be for evermore”

#taylor swift #evermore #tswift #evermore album #willow #champagne problems

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lucidpantone · 3 years

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I'm so unbelievably done with wtfock that the fact that Yasmina and Nora will finally have their moment is in itself a huge achievement for this bottom of the barrel remake. I have sub zero expectations of them treating her right after S4. Do you know if there are muslim voices in the writers room this time? If Yasmina doesn't suffer fate akin to Imane B, I'll praise the Lord for sparing the poor girl.

I just wanna tell the white dudes, DO NOT make Yasmina forgive her aggressors without them properly apologizing. If the girl squad acts anything like the French la grew, just have Yasmina walk off into the sunset with balloon squad in her wake.

Also, I totes agree with you, I've been side eyeing NRK for ignoring the LatAm remakes too. Rich and greedy bastards.

White creators and their lack of empathy is astounding at times. It just goes on to remind us that the children of the colonizers have different history textbooks than the children of the colonized.

after the cut (not a spoiler but like hints in there)

So actually..... you sorta of have to know a little context behind some anons but there is a particular plot thread in the yasmina’s season that was completely written by Nora I know this because its never been done in an s4 and Nora has spoke about this experience as a young muslim girl.How she dealt with it, how she came to her finale conclusion and so on about this topic. If I am correct which I think I am since we know the context of some scenes this is actually a very cool new addition she added to the story herself. Bram aint deep enough to have made that shit up. Also omg I agree so much on the whole girl squad/blonde ambition dynamic. First of all I am pointing fingers at SkamEs/Skamfr/Italia too because they did the same shit but can we please diversify the girl squads or the ingrid girl squad. Why is the dynamic was always white women and the Sana character?!?! I know Espana/Italia tried to even this out by giving Amira and Sana muslim GFs but I hate this picture of white woman making Sana feel like shit (In espana it was both crews). Like the optics of that seems shitty. I was hoping kesha was gonna be in Britts group so we could finally have some cool diverse girl squad where it wasnt just all white girls making Yasmina feel bad,isolated,judge or etc etc etc but never mind. Seems like the actress who plays kesha isnt part of the team because she hasn't been seen. Anyways I swear if I see Kato say anything to Yasmina or Yasmina try to seek confront in her arm i am gonna gag like yuck. Also concerning NRK am gonna give them the benefit of the doubt until we get some response from Skam CL and Skam Mexico if they both say that they tried contacting them and both remakes are ignored am gonna side eye them because thats a really shitty thing to do. Also my whole thing is what happens if they blow up specifically Skam Mexico? Mexico has a huge telenovela culture and like skam mex could get huge and then what happens they just gonna sue them for all their profits? IDK these whole unofficial remakes scares me. I really do hope they contact an attorney to get them to craft some letter to send to NRK. If they are ignored after that then thats real shitty imo.

#lucidpantone anons

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ultraintrovertedgryffindor · 4 years

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Spoilers for The 100

Kay, so, I’m writing this almost immediately after the series finale so my thoughts will probably be very disorganized. No, they will be.

First of all, the way I screamed when I saw Lexa.

It was sorta bittersweet though, it wasn’t really Lexa, so that hurt a lot. But it was still really nice to see her again. Even got a Clexa hug (clarke should’ve kissed her🙃)

Secondly, I cried so much lmao.

The way Clarke killed Cadogan was kinda anticlimactic, but at least we got to see him bleed. It was cool seeing Callie too.

The whole transcending thing was kinda “eh” for me, but I did sob when O said Bellamy was right. I’m glad he was.

Abby. Ngl, I almost thought Raven was gonna see Finn, but whatever. I stopped really liking Abby back in season 5, so it wasn’t really a big gut puncher.

Omg, Octavia’s speech. She is the best character period.

Emori and Murphy. Goddamn, I was SWEATING. Out of ALL of the characters, I wanted him and Octavia to make it out alive. So when Murphy put Emori’s mind drive in his head, I cried...again. Cause I knew that meant he’d die eventually. And I could handle Emori dying, but not my precious cockroach. So I was relieved when they all turned to fairy dust.

God, the fucking parallels to the beginning of season 5 when Clarke was on Earth alone after Praimfaya. Had me crying as well. I couldn’t even bear the thought of her staying alone until she died, at least she had Picasso.

“LEXA” AGAIN.

As soon as Clarke started saying that “she didn’t want to be alone,” I fuckin knew someone was gonna show up. I’ll admit, I was clowning and really hoping Bellamy was gonna show up and be like, “You’re not alone, princess.” But oh well.

The ending where everyone chose to be with Clarke instead was really sweet. And oml, Clurphy hug. Finally!

I was crying already, but what would’ve made me choke on tears is if Bellamy somehow made it. Like, he believed in the transcending bullshit. It was NOT fair of him to be left out when he was there from the very beginning. He deserved to transcend more than anyone. Bell deserved happiness so bad.

All in all, I’m pretty disappointed with how this season has gone. Shitty writing, shitty character development. The real Bellamy would not betray his friends, not even for his “religion.” The real Clarke would not shoot her best friend without doing everything she possibly could to avoid it. Echope also should’ve been a thing, but oh well.

JRoth is the pettiest man on the planet. I wholeheartedly believe he did the leads so dirty is because of personal conflicts with the actors. Eliza and Bob are terrible people and who knows how horrible they were on set. If it wasn’t for the fact that this happened before with Ricky, I could’ve believed it was justified. But if seems to me that JRoth writes off or ruins their character because he doesn’t get along with the actors. That’s extremely unprofessional. The “soulmates” probably were too, but I’ve always been told two wrongs don’t make a right.

Killing off characters just to spite someone is not fair, especially to the fans.

Spending years to develop these fictional people just to kill them off for no reason. Absolutely crazy. That leads me to other thing.

Bellarke.

I just, it’s so weird to me. Probably the most buildup between two characters I’ve ever seen, just to end the way it does.

“Together.” “If I’m on that list, you’re on that list.” “You’re crazy if you think I’m letting you do this alone.” “You want forgiveness, I’ll give that to you. You’re forgiven.” “Please, I’ll do anything. I’ll stop fighting. Just please don’t kill him.”

Countless other quotes and shit.

LIKE?!?!?!

All the hugs! The longing gazes! Even Lexa herself said that Clarke cared about Bellamy more than anyone else!!! ?? I am confusion.

I don’t know about anyone else, but I’d be all heart eyes if someone I cared about said those things to me/about me. I’m a Bellarke shipper, so it’s biased. But I really cannot see how any of those phrases or actions can be seen as “Platonic.”

...none of my friend(s) say or do those things lol.

I’m rambling so this probably doesn’t even make sense anymore.

Clexa. Bellarke. I love all the ships, especially those two.

It’s been a long journey. Full of pain mostly. But it’s done. It’s over. I adored this show, even all its mistakes. It has been my favorite show for years. I’m happy for all the characters that they get to live in peace now, maybe even the dead ones have found peace wherever they are.

I would say may we meet again, but I really don’t. ✌🏼

#the 100

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illneverrecover · 5 years

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Omg!!! 33. Gang AU, Jungkook...

(for my milestone drabble game)

Forreal Love

➛pairing: gang member tattooed Jungkook x reader ➛genre: gang!AU, fluff, humor➛word count: 1757 (I know, I know)➛rating: Teen+➛warnings: some cursing, mild adult themes, but mostly two crackheads in love with each other.➛prompt: “We really need to stop race-walking everywhere” + Jungkook➛notes: I don’t know why I decided Jungkook needed tattoos. It wasn’t part of the prompt. I’m just like this. Also, I’m high key in love with this Kook with this reader. You’re amazing inspiration, @uwugguks. I hope you like this. ♡ #TeamQuinnkook

“When will you admit that I could totally do your job?”

“I don’t know, when will you stop asking?”

Jungkook has one tattooed arm slung over your shoulders, hips bumping every other step as you walked home together. Twin cones of mint chocolate ice cream melt around heated tongues, the double scoops excessive but he had insisted. What kind of boyfriend would he be if he had only sprung for one scoop? A shitty one, that’s for sure.

You turn to look at him, eyes tracing up the swirls of black ink on his neck to appreciate the chiseled line of his jaw, the perfect silhouette of his nose. Jungkook was beautiful, with or without the tattoos, but you’d be lying if you said they hadn’t caught your eye when you first met.

You had met Jungkook while being robbed.

It wasn’t him doing the robbing (not even of your heart, as he liked to continually joke), but some lowlife who thought you made an easy target for a purse snatching on your way home from work, ripping the bag from your arms before taking off. You had been in a tight pursuit, even in your heels - but it wasn’t until a tall figure stepped out and grabbed the guy by the collar that you had been able to catch up. Your savior had been dressed in all black, clothes baggy and yet somehow still flattering his lean muscles, ink decorating his arms and neck. A single hoop hung from his nose, messy dark hair hanging low in his eyes as he gave the offender a disarming smirk.

“That’s not yours, is it? You don’t look like the Burberry type.” His voice was playful if not a tinge intimidating as he pressed the thief against the brick harder, not even breaking a sweat. “Give the lady her bag, and I’ll let you go without beating your face in. Or, I can let the leader of Bangtan know that we have a new enemy on the streets.”

The threat was plain, though the words hadn’t make sense to you - not at the time. They had worked like a charm on burglar though, fear widening his eyes as he had shoved the purse back in your arms before racing off in the opposite direction.

“I had that handled, you know.” It was a fib - you had only had the situation sort of under control, in that you maintain you could’ve given a police sketch artist a pretty solid description. But there was something about this handsome stranger that made you want to prove yourself.

His answering laugh was breathtaking, eyes swimming with mirth, lips stretching over slightly over-sized yet charming front teeth. He was one of the hottest men you had ever seen, and you couldn’t tear your eyes away even if you had been paid to.

“Oh, I could totally tell. Thank you for allowing me the courtesy of assisting such a beautiful woman,” he smirked, a contradictory blush flushing up his cheeks. He was all smug confidence mixed lightly with awkward shyness, and it made him even more endearing to you.

So much so, that he had no trouble convincing you to go out on a date with him.

So much so that finding out that he was part of a gang - Bangtan Sonyeondan, or just Bangtan for short - barely made you bat an eye.

Well, except for the fact that he would never let you fucking help.

You pretend to ponder his current question, a lithe digit tapping at your chin. “Hmm, let me think - oh, that’s right. Never. I’m never going to stop asking.”

Jungkook chuckles, pulling you into his side tighter, his scent of fresh linen and soap tickling your nose. “Well then, there’s my answer for when I’m going to let you help.”

You had heard it all at this point. ‘It was too dangerous’, he’d say. ‘I want you to be safe’, he’d insist. And while you appreciate the fact that your gangster boyfriend worried about your well-being, you hated that he seemed to undermine just how self sufficient you really were.

You were strong. You were powerful. And you could handle your own shit, god dammit.

“Jungkooook,” you whine, switching tactics to give him your finest pout. “Just let me help on one job. Just one! That’s all I’m asking for!” Pleading eyes looked up at his own, and he seemed to be lost in thought. “I’ll even let you pick what the job is, so that you can make sure it’s ‘safe’, or whatever other macho shit you insist on doing. Please?”

Finishing his cone, he licks the lingering melted treat off his fingers, contemplating your offer. You were about to kick the brooding into high gear when he spoke again, nodding. “Alright, fine. I’ll let you come with me - on one errand, you aren’t ready for jobs quite yet - of my choosing. You’ll listen to me and follow my lead. Deal?”

Squealing, you jumped into his arms, giggling as he immediately grasped your ass to encourage your legs to wrap around his form. Pressing rapid kisses to every available inch of skin on his face, you pull away only once he laughs at your enthusiasm. “Deal!”

You should’ve known he wouldn’t take you seriously.

He was doubled over, holding his stomach as his high pitched laughter echoed off the alley walls, tears welling and threatening to spill down his face.

“Seriously, babe? This is how you thought you should dress?”

Giving yourself a quick scan, you raise an eyebrow at him. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing? I think I look badass, personally.”

Jungkook is still giggling, wiping his eyes as he reaches for you. “You do look badass, baby. I’m just not sure why you thought you needed to wear all black, a leather coat, and shit kickers to go on an errand at 10 am,”

“To get in the right mindset of handling business!” you slap at his arm, a feeble attempt at stopping him from entangling around your waist. He rests his head on your shoulder, and you narrow your eyes - not that he could see from this angle. “It’s not like I knew what we were doing today.”

He starts to walk, dragging you between his legs since he refused to release you. “I like it. My tough girlfriend, ready to kick ass and take names. Are you sure you aren’t going to start your own gang?”

Rolling your eyes, you pinch his inner arm, smirking when he relinquished his hold with a yelp. “Fuck you. Let’s go.”

You start walking, letting your irritation fuel your legs as you take wide strides down the sidewalk, not looking to ensure he was following. You didn’t care. You could do this, and you didn’t need your stupid, gorgeous boyfriend in order to do so.

With a shake of his head, Jungkook jogs until he reaches your side, turning to stroll backwards so he could look at your adorable expression. You were huffing; all pouty lips and stern, determined eyes, and he had to stop himself from dragging you down an abandoned street to show you the meaning of the word fuck. God, he was wholly, stupidly in love with you.

“We really need to stop race-walking everywhere. Your legs are too long, it’s almost cheating.”

Snorting, you give in and look up at him. “Get good then, you weeb.”

“Hey!” he yells, faux indignation pulling his eyebrows down into a serious smirk. “You said you liked my anime!”

Jungkook ended up promising three massages and one date of your choosing just to get you to forgive his teasing and speak to him again. He had shouted joyously at the victory, like he was getting off easy, but the truth is he would’ve done anything you had asked. His heart, the world, his life - it was all yours as far as he was concerned. The brotherhood of the gang may have been the only family he had known, but that was before you. He’d give it all up for you, if you said the word.

Luckily for him, he knew you’d never ask that. Instead of his ties scaring you away, it seemed to pull you in, to trigger your competitive and protective side. Jungkook found your confidence and fearlessness so sexy, but that didn’t mean he’d let you ever face any sort of real danger.

Which is why he almost expected the punch on his shoulder when you had arrived in front of the bakery.

“What the fuck is this, Jungkook?”

“Well, baby, it appears to be some sort of bakery, a patisserie, if you would-”

You elbow him again, if only to wipe the boastful grin off his face. “I can see that, you dingus. Care to tell me why we’re at a patisserie?”

“For the errand. Namjoon asked me to take you here and let you pick out your favorite kind of cheesecake. Whatever your heart desires.” He was practically beaming, bouncing from side to side to burn off the nervous energy.

The sigh that left your lungs could be considered dramatic, if you were the type to worry about that sort of thing. Pinching the bridge of your nose, you inhale deeply before meeting his mischievous brown gaze. “And why would Namjoon tell you to do that?”

Instead of answering, Jungkook moves to step into your inseam, palms cupping your face like you were the most delicate of glass. Gone was the cocky grin, and in its place was pure, unfiltered adoration.

“To thank you. For accepting me, and them. For always wanting to fight for us, even if you don’t know what you’re fighting for,” his mouth curves in a smirk, tongue swiping at his bottom lip. “And for loving me. For letting me love you.”

He leans in then, lips pressing against yours so deep you swore you were drowning. He gasps softly, tipping his head to the side to deepen the kiss, to swipe his tongue alongside your own. No matter how many times he had tasted you, he always wanted more - a little more of your sweetness, a little more of your hunger.

It was several minutes before you gained the strength to pull away, mouths spit slick and reddened, still dizzy from his touch. Your hand rose to smooth through his long dark hair, resting at his nape, resisting the urge to tug.

“I love you, Jungkook.”

“I love you too, baby.” He pecks the corner of your mouth, digits sliding down to intertwine your hand with his own. “Should we go finish the errand? Don’t want to make the boss man mad.”

Scoffing, eyes rolling once more, you yank him towards the door, ignoring his muffled laughter. “I don’t know, that sounds pretty promising. Think Namjoon would let me kick your ass if I asked?”

#jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook x reader #jungkook fluff #jungkook scenario #jungkook fanfic #bts fanfic #bts scenario #milestone drabble game #illneverrecover drabble game #gang!AU #gang member!jungkook #jungkook drabble #big buff bun #my writing #jeon jungkook #jeon jeongguk #bts #drabble: forreal love #btsbookclub

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discountshostakovich · 5 years

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How to make Be More Chill a good musical

Be More Chill is a show I have a huge soft spot for- it’s a fantastic premise (both the idea of the Squip and the elements of parodying all the shitty tropes we have in stories about youth) and there’s some pretty clever and fun music.

However, in the transition to Broadway, the producers of the show compounded on the flaws of the original, while moving farther away from what made the Two River version likable- most notably, trying to pander to the fans of the show that boosted it into popularity on social media. Not even a bad idea, but they did it really poorly. The way they ought to have gone was to rewrite the leading characters, among other stuff.

But first, I’ll quickly go over what works about Be More Chill that spoke to me when I first stumbled upon it- defining the paradigm of the concept makes it easier to understand why I’d change what I’d change.

Be More Chill, in a lot of ways, is/was a deconstruction of the School Musical- think Mean Girls, Legally Blonde, Dear Evan Hansen, and, to an extent, Heathers. That deconstruction is pretty half baked because it focuses too hard on being funny, but all of the pieces are there. For example, Jeremy being the stooge that he is allows for some commentary about the nature of the milquetoast, inherently relatable protagonists we’ve gotten too used to. Michael, the stereotypical best friend who would do anything for the protagonist, is a vessel for the show to ask us to think about the plot-devicey nature of these characters- are they people with feelings, or do they exist for the protagonist to bounce off of? The ever-present trio of popular girls seem to be bratty queen bees, but we get to peek into the dysfunction and insecurities that drive that behavior. (This is the pretty much the only aspect the Broadway show nailed almost perfectly.) You get the idea for the other archetypes- the immaculate Love Interest, Dorky Dad, Jock, Bully, etc.

Keeping that in mind, the way to make this a good show is to reframe Be More Chill as a revision of the cultural staple of those tropes into a modern context. Those rewrites I mentioned start to really fit into a more cohesive and satisfying narrative when you do so.

Character rewrites: Michael and Christine, as they are now, exist as characters that enable Jeremy to develop- realistically, yes, that is the job of every supporting character, but that doesn’t exclude them from having their own arcs and development.

Michael: Michael in The Bathroom is so effective- not only is it a punch in the gut, but it’s a big moment where the archetype is ripped open and the audience realizes that Michael actually matters and how harmful Jeremy’s actions are. However, the show does nothing with that- Michael goes right back to existing solely for Jeremy. For Michael, I’d suggest that his ending isn’t just straight up forgiving Jeremy unconditionally- Michael is willing to take the shot, to come in and save the day, perhaps in a reprise of MITB where he decides that he’ll be brave enough to confront his friend’s stupid actions. After working with Jeremy in the Play, he is reassured that he and Jeremy are good friends who work well, but he makes it clear to Jeremy how hurt he was by his treatment and that Jeremy needs to be a better friend. As such, Michael learns that he is worth being treated well by others and most importantly himself. That gives him an arc- he starts dependent on Jeremy, anxious, and using his love for his friend as an excuse to ignore his own issues, and ends having learned how to healthily give and take in a relationship and to respect himself.

Christine: Christine, on the other hand, is an object on a pedestal for Jeremy to attain and literally almost nothing else. There’s a little bit to her- Christine is afraid of life skipping her by, and wants “things to be easy”. So, instead of being the cardboard cutout she is, Christine should be motivated by finding the easiest way to meet her self-imposed standards of being fulfilled- successful at Theater and in a happy relationship. This characterization displays the problematic nature of the generic love interest for love interest’s sake. Christine dates Jake not because Jeremy needs a motivator to embrace the squip, but because she’s afraid and lonely. “A Guy I’d Be Into” and “Upgrade” would feel disingenuous and artificial, which both explores how wrong Christine’s forcing a relationship is, and the trope-y teeny bopper song. At the end of the show, she fights to break put of the trance, which leads the Squip to bring up Jake, offering Christine the chance to become that fulfilled person she dreams of. Christine refuses, and she becomes the one to deactivate the Squips. That way, both Christine and Michael’s decisions to do the best thing allow them to be heroes alongside Jeremy. (Jeremy’s moment of redemption comes anyway, when he decides to try and break the Squips hold on the school, but fails because of his previous surrendering of control to the machine.) When Jeremy finally gathers the strength to ask her out, she declines, saying that she doesn’t really know Jeremy all that well and that she just isn’t ready for a relationship- but she won’t close the door. So, her arc goes from feeling helpless and needing to meet arbitrary standards to finding the independence she wants for the rest of the world in herself.

Jeremy: Christine and Michael’s new arcs, of course, both define the growth Jeremy needs to undergo perfectly. Jeremy needs to learn how to expect respect from others and for himself, and he needs to learn that dating Christine and being popular aren’t the keys to his happiness. As a result, the supporting cast enables Jeremy’s development by teaching him by example while still being relevant and alive characters. However, Jeremy doesn’t deserve the happy ending he gets. I addressed that he shouldn’t magically become all chummy with Michael and Chrstine already, but Jeremy’s decision to decline the Squip only earns him the chance for redemption. It makes no sense that everything is perfect with his dad and the rest of the school all declaring themselves his unconditional friends. Brooke should be rightfully upset at being used by Jeremy, Mr Heere should be furious at Jeremy for his misbehavior, and so on. Jeremy made the mess, and it will be a lot harder for him to earn forgiveness. At the end of the story, Jeremy should instead come to the conclusion that he has a long way to go to become happy, and begin the climb to self improvement- the current resolution is only half of that. (“Of all the voices in my head, the loudest one is mine/So I guess I’ll start the uphill climb/It might be hard but that’s just fine! [Im no lyricist, but you get the idea.]) So, the story ends on a high note, with the people who did the right thing succeeding, and Jeremy repairing the damage he’s done and to earn his happiness- a modern refinement of the ending of these kinds of stories, thus completing the deconstruction.

Other stuff:

Transitioning away from character fixes, the show has an awful flow from song to song- numbers like Halloween and the Smartphone Hour are vestigial little criticisms of youth culture that jack up the pacing of the thing and rip you out of the story. You know something is wrong when someone burning down a house is irrelevant to the plot. The way I’d fix that is to more closely involve Jeremy in those parts of the plot. Jeremy should immerse himself fully in the party, singing his own lyrics about his transition into the lifestyle the Squip wants for him. The audience can be aware of how dangerous this is- the drugs and alcohol at the party, the gossip loop about rich, Jeremy’s awful treatment of Brooke, and so on, but Jeremy is invested in it and loving it. That makes his decision to fight the Squip after seeing Christine’s disgust at him taking one that much more impactful- it’s the turning point of the show, and yet it is irrelevant in the plot compared to the Play.

The show tries to be too much to be liked by its younger fans- Loser, Geek, Whatever is the worst example of this. Just because a line makes someone go “SKDKSDSKDJSKDS MICHAEL IS SO GAY I CANT” or “JEREMY IS SUCH A GOOD PORTRAYAL OF G.A.D. OMG” online doesn’t mean it’s good writing. Some other examples where pandering ruins stuff: the “Do you love him?” joke in the Pants Song, “My mothers would be thrilled!”, that god awful ADD joke in Play Rehearsal, Rich coming out as bisexual.

I love the idea that the squip adopts the persona of someone it knows the victim will trust and idolize- it’s great worldbuilding that lets the viewer participate in the story by thinking about who theirs would be. However, that doesn’t mean you go all in on the Keanu Reeves joke! Jason Tam’s quip is so bad! Stop the stupid Keanu/Surfer voice! Please!

#be more chill #bmc #michael mell #jeremy heere #squip #musicals #musical #broadway

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sexyvictorfrankenstein · 5 years

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TAZ AMNESTY 35 SPOILERS AHEAD !!!!!!!!

Live Reaction Taz 34

woah 3/4 of a second

LIGHT UHHHHH

arlo wtf don’t give in stop that

CENTIPEDE

barklay is box sitter. good for him. babysit that little centipede dude

BOMB BOMB TIME

another griffin monologue?? what hell yeah what ?!

PIGEON I LOVE HER

deceive meghan and sheriff zeke talking aboUT GRIEF OMG

update: i’m crying over pigeon

aFtEr Y’aLL

the music is so good!! the SNAPS! ah!

silvane is empty ???

big angry cloud is angry at silvane!! this is bad!!

cloud clap big wind clap!

Aubrey talking to magic is so pure i love

RESPONCE ?? FROM MAGIC ??

ALEXANDRA IS IN TROUBLE !!

floating bodies floating bodies floating bodies

i’m so scared save the sylvins

aubrey kicky kicks

and beacon says “eAt My WhoLe AsS”

is it Vincent ?!

please no not Vincent

NOOOOOO MY BABY GOAT MAN VINCENT

these finale rolls damn !!

the red light speaks ??

VINCENTS BACK

long shitty package, long shitty stinky idiot snack

ANOTHER MONOLOGUE

angry spooky kimono dragon

MUFFY NO

wall?

hell yeAH MUFFY ITS MONSTER HUNTIN’ TIME Y’ALL

“mY LuBiToNs”

hell yeah janelle blast that fucker

duck looks beefy

we call it meet meth

JANELLE KNOWS HOW TO STOP THE QUELL

FORTH GRIFFIN MONOLOGUE

mothman! mothman! mothman!

dani fights dani fights yes ahhhh!!

they’re all so badass!!!

kirby yes !!!!

DOCTOR HARRIS BONKERS

OMG DOCTOR HARRIS BONKERS

D O C T O R H A R R I S B O N K E R S

holy fuck holy fuck

AUBREY IS SILVANE

AUBREYS THE CRYSTAL

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

okay that episode was incredible omg!!!!! i cannot form actual thoughts rn forgive me !!!!!!!!!!!! SO INSANELY GOOD DKKSKSKSKSKSKSK

#taz spoilers #the adventure zone amnesty #taz #the adventure zone #taz balance #taz amnesty #the adventure zone balance #aubrey little #taz lucretia #the zone cast #duck newton #taz vincent #taz indrid #taz mothman #taz moira #indrid cold #taz episode 34 #live reaction #taz relisten

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readbythestarlight · 4 years

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c2e92

Sam you look so normal

Oh dear

SAM

SAM NO

Ashley is a woman after my own taste with those flaming hot Cheetos

NO GOD SAM NO NOT THE TOOTHPASTE

Liam is like "my husband? Better!"

Matt is so done xD

[[MORE]]

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again I’d love to have Nolan North or Troy Baker guest star

OHHHHH SICK BURNS FROM MATT TONIGHT

Oh I hope Nott doesn’t blame Caleb or think he just wasn’t good enough...

Travis: low key bursts into song

Matt: the DM will remember that

Aww bye Essek

E: "I will punish the bakery"

J: "don’t PUNISH the BAKERY just order better things next time!"

E: "that was an attempt at a joke."

I hope he knows they’re not bailing on him for any reason

It’s THEIR spell that’s so nice

Beau’s dad’s obsession with the fortune teller could explain Beau’s reluctance to buy into the tarot cards hmmm

Everyone: wildly talking

Cad: I’m just gonna ask mom

He asked about his FAMILY

Oh no he HIT her?

I suddenly don’t regret Jester terrifying him at all

There’s so much happening right now, Nott backstory, Beau backstory, some Cad backstory and I’m so torn about who’s I want to get to most

I reeeeally don’t want them to rush Beau into this though

Y’all let Essek know you’re leaving!

I like how Jester and Nott and maybe sorta Beau kinda low key ship Shadowgast now

Matt: here’s a bunch of hermits

Cad: these are my people!

Oh god oh no I don’t like this woman she seems creepy as fuck

These poor monks

Oh come on go to the karaoke bar

Y: "do you have a song you always sing?"

N: "sweet Caroline.........it’s in abyssal!"

And then she "sings" it xD

Poor Matt is it his wits end xD

Cad is now drunk and high and trying to pretend to be Fjord

I like how eldritch blast is an in-game meme

Hiiiii Gentledad!

I love how he was all like "I’m not gonna be your dad" but she also has him wrapped around her little finger

Beau! Honey! Don’t cry! D:

B: "I feel like I’ve found my family with the Mighty Nein, I don’t like looking at my past because it doesn’t have the Mighty Nein in it. I’ve been avoiding the inevitable because... I’m afraid it’ll end up like my past." I’m crying

Fjord is so goddamn supportive

She’s so scared she’s going to lose them and what she’s found with them and my heart is BREAKING for her she needs a group hug immediately

"You’re still my Captain" god DAMN I love the friendship between Fjord and Beau

Aww, it makes me sad that they don’t quite trust Essek. I understand but it makes me sad for his sake (and also now that I’ve decided to trust him completely)

That was the best Super Bowl commercial of the year 10/10

Jester honey you’re gonna tick him off

J: "she is not that great."

TG: "well... you don’t know her."

Oh my god do NOT send your mom a letter do NOT parent trap them

Oh man it’s been a while since we had some good Jester and Nott antics

Oh god please pass each other

They DID xD

OH MY GOD

ITS THE PANTSLESS BANDITS

ITS

I CANT

BREATHE

these poor losers I’m

Yasha and Caleb having a talk.

Oh she asked him how he deals with it.

C: "I know regret, and I regret..... unless my intuition is very off, you know regret."

Y: "so it never goes away?"

C: "No..."

Oh honey </3

Y: "I feel like the forgiveness is almost harder to deal with. I feel like anger is an emotion that’s easier to deal with because that’s where I live. But I feel like with everyone being so nice and accepting I don’t know how to handle it. I know I’m not handling it well but I’m trying."

And now he’s talking about how even if they can’t wash the blood from their hands they can still use those hands to try to do good, and to do all they can to make the world better and not let the guilt consume them and you know what that is? GROWTH.

Somebody please teach them though that they can be forgiven

Y: "do you love her?"

C: "who?"

Y: "I don’t need to tell you who."

Y: "I’m sorry, it’s just that, I know, as someone who has lost someone, it’s important to say something before it is too late."

C, whispering: "it is too late, Yasha..."

And then he turns away but holds her hand

Goddamn I’m crying

Oh boy here we go Beau’s family time

I love how they are all ready to spite or fight Beau’s family in their own way

Please hug your daughter Mother Lionette

Not like that god a good hug

Baby brother ;_;

I hate how stiff her mom is THIS IS YOUR DAUGHTER YOU HAVENT SEEN IN LIKE THREE YEARS

oh god I’m gonna have feelings about her and her little brother

Oh Beau honey </3

"We were hoping you would come by sometime. To meet him." You could have ASKED.

Mom not answering about whether or not they sent Beau away knowing mom was pregnant

Omg she just gave him the jade she just admitted was the only thing she kept from her dad

"Look, Beauregard" don’t you even try it you bad mom you DONT you try to make excuses

Oh fuck here we go it’s time to meet asshole dad

Godddd I hate him

Whisperssssss

B: "I’d like to think that what I became had nothing to fucking do with you" TELL HIM BABY GIRL

Rip into him

God Marisha is killing it and killing me

I refuse to accept his "nobody teaches you how to be a father" excuses and I hope Beau doesn’t either

Like I’m often all here for reconciling with family or whatever but they’ve clearly hurt Beau so badly and she has a better family now

I’m so frustrated with the whole crappy family, but whatever makes Beau happy in the end is what I want

Wow that was some.... heavy stuff and I’m exhausted and it’s not even me I can only imagine how Marisha feels having to act it all out

NOTT that was Amazing "I hope that doesn’t happen to you" damn

Every one of them is telling Thoreau to stop being a shitty dad or else Kinda calling him out on his shit and I’m living for it

Ending on a group hug

God what an episode

They are killing it lately with these hardcore character heavy, emotion heavy episodes

lol Matt joking about having to play his wife’s IG dad xD

#critical role #cr spoilers #emi watches critical role

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😟 💖💤🙏🗑️⚠️🚨🔪😢😡👋🔎

😟- a worried text

( 5 ) NEW MESSAGES FROM LILY !!

[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] are you going to keep ignoring me messages like this???[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] i know something is wrong other wise you would have replied[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] if you don’t respond i’m going to come over...[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] shin??? [ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] that’s it. i’m on my way!

💖- a loving text

( 5 ) NEW MESSAGES FROM LILY !!

[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] i noticed you were wearing something different than what you would normally wear.[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] what has cause this change?[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] i think i may actually like it a lot [ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] I MEAN WHAT?[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] ignore this. bye.

💤- a half-asleep text

( 5 ) NEW MESSAGES FROM LILY !!

[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] its like 2am and u r askin me about alcohol poisoning....[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] do you think it will kill u[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] tell me tomorrow what u think[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] surely u will come up with a n answer grad boy...[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] i’m going back to sleep.

🙏- an apologetic text

( 2 ) NEW MESSAGES FROM LILY !!

[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] remember that time when i slapped you because you were saying some dumb shit... well i still think about it and i’m sorry. i was too angry during that time and though you deserved all the force i put into it... i still feel bad about it. please forgive me 🙏 ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] i know it’s been a good bit since it happened but yeah. hopefully your cheek was okay after? ㅠㅠ

🗑️- a text that wasn’t sent

( 1 ) UNSENT MESSAGE FROM LILY !!

[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] that time i said that i liked you a lot. i really meant it you know. it’s not like i just liked you and that was it but it was like a like like like type of thing. like on that line of actually loving you but couldn’t cross because of the fact you kept doing what you did. i still worry about you a lot and care for you. that never changed. why am i even saying all of this. i wonder if you still care about me like you did when we first met. this is nonsense just ignore. yeah...

⚠️- a scared text

( 7 ) NEW MESSAGES FROM LILY !!

[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] hello[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] your ‘son’ is out here doing some weird shit[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] like not the normal weird but idk he picked up some kind of demonic language[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] NOW i’m here with the fucking sage and holy water and the bible[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] I DON’T KNOW WHATS GOING ON BUT IM LIKE FAR AWAY AS POSSIBLE WTF[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] OMG okay i didn’t know seoul could get wild like this i shouldve stayed in brisbane [ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] COME GET THIS DEMON!

🚨- an urgent text

( 7 ) NEW MESSAGES FROM LILY !!

[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] HOW DO YOU LOSE A WHOLE CHILD [ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] did you try the cooking club or something [ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] you know maybe he just didn’t he- i mean feel his phone vibrate???[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] i’m leaving the dorm now...

[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] HAVE YOU FOUND AITO YET?[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] i looked every where... [ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] it’s not like i need ANYMORE stress in my life

🔪- a hateful text

( 2 ) NEW MESSAGES FROM LILY !!

[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] you know the more i think about it you really was a shitty boyfriend down the line. you literally ignore me and stood be up countless of times. now you just think its okay to just walk back in and think that ‘making it up’ to me is going to just win me back like that. seriously... i don’t usually get mad and i’m trying to see things from your side too because i know you’re going through things and all BUT YOU KEEP DOING THIS SAME SHIT OVER AND OVER. [ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] talk to me when you finally figure things out. i’m tired of running in circles with you like this.

😢- a sad text

( 5 ) NEW MESSAGES FROM LILY !!

[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] my parents called me again to tell me how much of a disappointment i was to them. especially my dad.[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] he keeps saying i could never live up to my brother. my brother is always going to be greater than me.[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] i don’t want to let it get to me but sometimes... i don’t know. i’m trying so hard...[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] i thought i was okay that.. i only needed to do what made me happy. i feel self-conscious about every thing. why do i keep letting his words get inside my head?[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] im ... rambling again. i’m sorry to bother. later...

😡- an angry text

( 1 ) NEW MESSAGES FROM LILY !!

[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] the next time you try and clown me it’s gonna be me tossing your sad ass off the school roof !

👋- a goodbye text

( 4 ) NEW MESSAGES FROM LILY !!

[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] thanks for the dinner.[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] let’s do it again sometime?[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] hopefully you send the invite to the right number in the future.[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] night~

🔎- a revealing text

( 1 ) NEW MESSAGES FROM LILY !!

[ text ⤑ shin ♡ ] why am i friends with all your exes?

#sgnshin #♡ ‹ °˖․ MESSAGES — you got mail ›#&&. memes ;#( FINALLY DONE WITH YOURS DSKJF

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