heyyyyy sliding into your ask box just to say a snippet of a thought
imagine if lust learned your language fot you, just think about how much he could use that against you and how he'd call you soft nicknames like mahal o bitwin? -from your local country hiiiii!!
a,,,,ANON.........HIII TY FOR CRUMBS BUT ALSO
anon iam goign two cry my heart will burst (/pos) if he finds the time to learn my language and does all that i
Thinking about Ryuu's first time on stage. Ryuu, who'd never performed in front of anyone before in his life. Ryuu, who grew up as a fisherman's son in Okinawa, and whose greatest aspiration is to fix his father's boat and send his brothers to university. Ryuu, who wasn't even on a popular sports team playing in front of a crowd before he joined up with TRIGGER.
Ryuu, surrounded by two of the most exacting people he's ever met, up on stage staring out at the people gathered there to see them. TRIGGER. And it doesn't matter if it's a dozen or a hundred or ten thousand, that first time it seems like a million. Two thousand eyes on you, hotter even than the spotlights making him sweat. No matter how you try to prepare yourself for that, you can never really be ready for the reality of that sort of thing.
Do you think he froze up? Got nervous and missed a cue? Tenn stepping in from behind him to make up for it, and he's smiling, because of course he's smiling, he's on stage, but Ryuu can feel how angry he's going to be later. Gaku trying to cover for his fumbled dance moves with a little extra charm, but it makes the weight on Ryuu's shoulders weigh all the more heavily.
He just wanted to fix his father's boat.
Stand on the stage. Sing. Dance. Smile. It sounds so easy.
It will be. Eventually. Easier, at least. Never easy.
dive bar on the east side, where you at? phone lights up my nightstand in the black. come here you can meet me in the back —> wait for the signal and I’ll meet you after dark, show me the places that the others gave you scars
I’m perfectly fine, I live on my own, I made up my mind I’m better off being alone. we met a few weeks ago, now you try on calling me ‘baby’ like trying on clothes —> oh, I’m falling in love, I thought the plane was going down. how’d you turn it right around?
I got a boyfriend, he’s older than us, he’s in the club doing I don’t know what. you’re so cool, it makes me hate you so much. whiskey on ice, sunset and vine, you’ve ruined my life by not being mine —> maybe I’ll see you out some weekend depending on what kind of mood and situationship I’m in and what’s in my system. I think there’s been a glitch.
our secret moments in a crowded room, they got no idea about me and you —> romance is not dead if you keep it just yours
and I snuck in through the garden gate every night that summer just to seal my fate —> head on the pillow, I could feel you sneaking in, as if you were a mythical thing, like you were a trophy or a champion ring and there was one prize I'd cheat to win
I scream, “for whatever it’s worth, I love you ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?” he looks up grinning like the devil —> the first night that you saw me, nothing was gonna stop me, I laid the groundwork and then saw a wide smirk on your face: you knew the entire time! you knew that I’m a mastermind, and now you’re mine. yeah, all you did was smile.
back when we were card sharks playing games, I thought you were leading me on. I packed my bags, left Cornelia Street before you even knew I was gone. then you called, showed your hand, turned around before I hit the tunnel —> got a sense I’d been betrayed, your finger on my hairpin trigger. soldier down on that icy ground looked up at me with honor and truth, broken and blue, so I called off the troops. that was the night I nearly lost you
and he’s passing by rare as the glimmer of a comet in the sky —> one night a few moons ago I saw flecks of what could have been lights but it might just have been you passing by unbeknownst to me
Would you ask him out if you were to see him on the streets now?
i am now very much devoted to another <3 an endlessly kind & patient & whimsical person i never could have imagined back in the era of my tragically unrequited love. someone around whom i can be wholly & unreservedly myself, who makes even the most mundane or difficult of tasks seem worth doing if i can do them with him <3
but you know! bullet dodged! it's almost enough to put a girl off romance for the rest of the year but heck if I care enough at this point! I've literally run out of emotional energy. the past five months have been such a rollercoaster that I just don't have the energy to keep being upset :-)
it's been so long since i rewatched the Unsaid Emily episode of JATP but holy, shit does it still hit so fucking hard
when luke's hiding in the bushes outside of his parents' house because he misses them- misses his mother- and regrets the way he ran off, but was too proud to apologize. and maybe too full of guilt and regret to come back before he did what he set out to do.
but he missed her and she missed him and he wrote an entire song about it and his band sang it together and im just 😭😭😭😭
maybe after his band played at the orpheum he would have gone back. maybe he could have gone back and said "look! i did it! im sorry for leaving but i did it! can i come home now?"
maybe that would have been enough to start mending the gap
maybe they would have had a chance to play more than one song, and maybe the second would have been Unsaid Emily, and maybe she would have known. maybe she would have been standing by the door waiting for him to come back.
but he dies, and the song is lost for twenty years, and his mother never knew that he was so sorry or that he even thought about her after running away, not until julie.
he gets the chance to finally say everything he always meant to say to her, he gets to see his mother read his old words and read the love in them.
im nearly sobbing from this scene again it's so fucking good. so powerful.
if you ever think you'll just "check the members' names and profiles" for a kpop group don't listen to that thought. that's the devil speaking and you Will fall into that fandom face-first
Had another category 5 feeling too much empathy for paul mccartney moment and started crying again I need to be shot like a lame horse and I really mean that