#song: tightrope

[gleesongtournament]

[x-artist-was-right]

Janelle Monáe was right - some people do talk about ya like they know all about ya

[elvensorceress]

Very late fuck it Friday where it’s barely even Friday for me here.

Little update in case anyone ( @sibylsleaves 😘) is interested. This thing, which henceforth shall be known as, If I Should Fall, is now over 14K and is likely to be posted sometime this weekend. I’m just editing it now.

Here’s another snippet just for funs 💕

@hippolotamus @eddiebabygirldiaz @shortsighted-owl @daffi-990 @fleurdebeton @chaosandwolves @exhuastedpigeon @hoodie-buck @wh0re-behavi0r @ronordmann @watchyourbuck @thekristen999 @bekkachaos @theotherbuckley @spotsandsocks @suavecitodiaz @tizniz @wikiangela @diazsdimples @shyaudacity

When it’s too quiet and too cold from the hospital air conditioning and the fact that Buck’s been sitting here for hours, he holds Eddie’s hand and rests his head on the bed beside him. It’s not close enough. Eddie’s here but he’s not really here and Buck can only feel absence. Maybe Eddie’s lost somewhere and trying to find his way back. Maybe he’s in his own weird coma world where he’s arguing with himself and nothing makes sense.

No matter what is going on or where he is, Buck wants to be here. Holding on. He can be the anchor, the tether, the one who grounds the other. They’re partners. That’s what they do for each other.

Sometimes, Buck manages to sleep. Like he could only sleep if he’s listening to Eddie breathing. Even if it’s fake, manufactured breathing. It’s still air in his lungs and oxygen through his blood and life in his body. It’s there even if it’s faint. So, Buck rests some. A couple hours here and there.

He’s resting like this one day, his head beside Eddie’s shoulder and his hand wrapped tightly around the hand that doesn’t move or hold his in return, when someone touches his back. At first he pictures Death itself appearing behind him to finally claim Eddie, and Buck rushes to his feet, ready to fight. He would fight Death and all of Hell if he had to.

But the person, the people who are standing in front of him are far more of a surprise than even a personification of mortality.

Eddie’s parents. They’re here. He knows Bobby called them and Buck also talked to them a little. As much as he sort of could after it happened. They talked with Chris. And of course they’d want to be here for the same reason anyone might want to be here.

Because Eddie is dying.

He’s dying and he’ll probably never wake up to even say goodbye. But for now he’s holding on. They all are. So. They’re here.

[dancefloors]

trying not to get irked by swiftie media illiteracy. I've retired! I'm out of the game!! but some of you are very stupid

[dailypearldoodles]

Day 315

Walking along the horizon

[deatheless]

@curseplay sent: i have an extra shirt you can wear. / accepting.

if she thinks a little bit too hard about what's happening right now, she just might start screaming. how did they go from a group post - show recap in the living room to sitting on the bed alone with paris in their hotel room? her heart is so stopped up in her throat she feels like she might choke on it.

she doesn't start screaming, though. instead, she tilts her head to the side, smiles at paris, and very coolly goes : ❛ that'd be really cool, thanks. ❜

when they turn around to start rummaging through their things, she presses a hand to her chest with as quiet of an exhale as she can manage. under her palm, her heart beats so hard she's almost shocked she can't hear it. jesus christ. why is this freaking her out so much? it's not like they've never been alone together before. they've been around each other nonstop for the entire tour now!

but ...

( paris turns to joke about something, that bright smile on her face and a teasing call of bambi on her lips, and mina thinks she could do anything she wanted her to. )

there's something different about tonight. she's not sure what. maybe it's the finality of it all. she knows it's not the last time she'll see them, obviously, but — well, she's heading onto her own tour, and they've got their own to finish, which doesn't spell a lot of free time to hang out for either of them. she knows it'll be a while until they see each other again, so ... if something's going to happen, it would be tonight, right?

the thought is almost as anxiety - inducing as it is exciting.

when paris finally turns back around, clothes bunched up in their hands ( hands that she's definitely not staring at, thank you very much ), she holds out her own thankfully, grinning as a large shirt and smiley face print boxers she definitely has seen andie wear before drop into her open palms. ( she loves her concert outfits, she really does, but they aren't exactly comfy bed clothes. this looks way better. ) mina holds up the shirt, paris' own face staring back at her alongside lauren and andie's, and she can't help but laugh. ❛ this is perfect, thank you. ❜ and if she forgets to give it back, well ... accidents happen, right?

[southparkthetwosidesofacard]

song of the day!

ok so for some stupid reason I posted the song of the day yesterday and it didn’t post 😞

so you get a double today!

day 70- Hard to be the Bard {Christian Borle, ‘Something Rotten’ Ensamble, Wayne Kirkpatrick, Karey Kirkpatrick}

day 71- Tightrope {Michelle Williams • The Greatest Showman (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)}

[corrupted-bandages]

my main playlist has 4380 somgz :>

That's a lot....

Do it. Collect some more.

[the-song-of-the-day]

May 3, 2024

Song #85

Tightrope by The Greatest Showman

It was released on December 8, 2017, by Atlantic Records

Fun Fact: "Tightrope" comes as P.T. Barnum takes off on tour with "Never Enough" singer Jenny Lind as The Greatest Showman enters its third act, leaving behind Charity and the couple's two daughters for the aristocratic glamour he always aspired for. At times delicate and rousing at others, "Tightrope" is a waltzing, emotional ballad performed by Michelle Williams' Charity that sets up Barnum's fall before his inevitable redemption. It accompanies a montage that juxtaposes the past and present of Jackman's lead, highlighting both how far he's come and how much he's strayed from his ideals.

[paul-newmans-sauce]

aka the best song from this movie (also idc if it was nominated for a razzie, no sweeter cheater than you was not a bad song, at least not when i heard it)

bonus:

"weeee"

[gleesongtournament]

Glee Song Tournament Round 2

[demonstars]

the best part of what2gethering is just the initial waterboarding i subject nov to

[iminlovewithpercyjackson]

yep, still obsessed with the greatest showman

[bifairywife]

it's 2022 and i'm still bitter that never enough has more love than tightrope

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Sorry for this ask if I've misunderstood, but I feel like Tiffany Alvord's Tightrope could fit Johnlock lyrically. Have a nice day regardless!

[Chorus] We know, we can't fight it We're a mess, but we like it And I won't let it go Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope Tip toe when you chase me Turn around, you can't make me And I won't let it go Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope Tightrope, tightrope Shot me like a bee sting You know Poison is my everything And it, doesn't hurt so bad I'm past the point of never turning back

Hit you like a bulls-eye I throw, pretty daggers in disguise And you know I never miss I guess you like it when it's dangerous

[Chorus] We know, we can't fight it We're a mess, but we like it And I won't let it go Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope Tip toe when you chase me Turn around, you can't make me And I won't let it go Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope Tightrope, tightrope

Sinking in quicksand, I am Silly putty in your hands And you are my Kryptonite You always seem to bring me back to life Get a little whiplash It's like, every time we fall we crash And we're stuck in déjà vu Here's to hating always loving you

[Chorus] We know, we can't fight it We're a mess, but we like it And I won't let it go Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope Tip toe when you chase me Turn around, you can't make me And I won't let it go Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope Tightrope, tightrope

Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Like a tightrope Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Like a tightrope Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Like a tightrope Oh, oh

[Chorus] We know, we can't fight it We're a mess, but we like it And I won't let it go Lovin, you, lovin, you Tip toe when you chase me Turn around, you can't make me And I won't let it go Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope We know, we can't fight it We're a mess, but we like it And I won't let it go Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope Tip toe when you chase me Turn around, you can't make me And I won't let it go Lovin' you is (Lyrics from Genius.com)

Hi Lovely!!

OH GOSH, this is a great song for the playlist, ooof!! I love it, thank you so much!

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[deatheless]

@somneiroi sent: i do wish people would stop asking me that. / accepting.

❛ oh, come on! you have to expect that people are gonna ask about them, don't get all oooh, woe is me about it! ❜ she laughs, all attempts to bite back her smile having failed rather spectacularly despite the faux exasperation in her tone. mina crosses her arms, leaning back against the wall of the green room, and yes, she can't help it, her eyes roam down the length of his arms again, taking in the literal night sky stamped across his skin. they're only, like, the coolest fucking tattoos she's ever seen, so obviously she was going to ask about them.

( and he's literally wearing a tank top, so there's no way he wasn't showing them off anyway. )

❛ and you still didn't answer my question. because i really do need to know how long that took, because just staring at it right now, i, like, can't comprehend it. it's fucking cool, though. ❜