brighter faster

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I don’t know about you, but the first time I met another adult mutant was like being hit by a thunderbolt. Far, far more powerful than being in love and our human wives knew it. Our eyes were brighter, our minds were faster. Sometimes we could spend seventy two straight hours on the telephone just talking about our ideas for the world.
- Charles Xavier (Ultimate X-Men)

SBURB Headcanon

What if when a character reaches god-tier, the scars they received as they dies on the Quest Bed/Sacrificial Slab remained with them even as all other wounds were healed? A permanent reminder of their worst moment. 

When Time ran out and Space seemed to crumble around them. When their Light finally flickered out and Void engulfed all. The moment when their Life force gave out and Doom seemed eminent, when their Heart came to a standstill and their Mind faded into nothing. When the final Breath was drawn and the ground beneath them ran red with Blood. All Hope seemed lost, and even Rage’s inner flame could not pull them back from the brink as it once had before. 

And then, suddenly, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, they would return. Brighter, stronger, faster than ever before. Flying back into the world with all the power of their Aspect behind them. All wounds would fade, all injuries would heal, but the scars from their god-tiering death would remain. A testament to their mortality, of their darkest hour when all seemed lost. 

anonymous asked:

do you read victuuri fanfics? i'm looking for new recs ^^"

I do ♡ I can rec you some, but they’re pretty popular, so a lot of people have already read them.


On My Love by RikoJasmine (Rating: Teen And Up Audiences, Status: Ongoing)

Time Travel AU where after an accident, Yuuri wakes up in Detroit before his first GPF.

For the second time, the Sochi Grand Prix Finals arrive, and with it a reborn Yuuri Katsuki. “Viktor,” Yuuri thinks over the pounding of his heart, the crowd going silent as the music begins. “I’ll show the world what you meant to me.”

I have never cried so much in my entire life.


Masquerade by Ashida (Rating: Explicit, Status: Ongoing)

Mafia/Gangsters AU 

“Just say the word.” came the whisper as Victor stepped close, behind them Yuuri was aware of guns out and at the ready, of confused men and questioned loyalties, here Victor was offering, and Yuuri was too selfish to say no.

I don’t think anything I say will do this fic justice.. It’s so beautifully written and so heart-breaking, it’s my favourite Viktor x Yuuri story. You can also find short side stories here.


Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by Reiya (Rating: Explicit, Status: Complete holy fuck)

Rivals AU where everything changes the day Yuuri goes to see young Viktor perform and win his gold medal in the Junior Grand Prix.

“I’ll show him.” Yuuri vowed, hands still clenched tight around the pillow. “I don’t want to be like him anymore. I want to be better. I’ll beat him at his own game and he won’t be laughing at me anymore.”

a.k.a. the cause of my death and part one of the Rivals Series (the first chapter of the second part, titled Of Bright Stars and Burning Hearts, will be will be posted on the 26th of March and I will f perish help me). Also my favourite fic.


centripetal force by braveten (Rating: Explicit, Status: Complete)

College/University/Roommates AU where Viktor Nikiforov, popular frat boy and Linguistics major, ends up rooming with Yuuri Katsuki, a shy Physics major (who happens to be the same person that Viktor hit on his skateboard).

“Oh,” the boy says from the bed. 

He looks surprised. 

(Obviously he looks surprised.) 

Victor can’t stop staring. “Hi.” Then he remembers that Bike Boy probably hates him. No, he remembers that there’s almost a zero chance that Bike Boy doesn’t hate him. “Sorry about this. I heard you were separated from the guy who was supposed to be your roommate, and so was I. So we can switch rooms, get it the way it’s supposed to be. They’re just a floor down from us.”” 

This is like, adorable and so funny, I read it in one go!


Stargazer by Fahye (Rating: Teen And Up Audiences, Status: Complete)

Space/Royalty AU where Yuuri has been admiring the ‘sport of Kings’ from afar until His Royal Highness and reigning ballistic champion Viktor Nikiforov appears out of nowhere and together they reach for stars.

“Victor wore pink, that year, and his costume was cobwebbed with gold thread and amethysts. The jewels glittered and winked at the cameras as though even the lights were in love with him, were bending their heads to chase him as he moved, faster and brighter and grander and more breathtaking than anyone else had ever been.

That’s the image in Yuuri’s mind as he finishes his routine. There are purple sparkles and a gorgeous, carefree smile on display on the inside of his eyelids. 

So when he opens them to see the reigning men’s ballistic champion standing barely a yard away on the other side of the barrier, feet on the floor of the arena, close enough to the sealed-shut hatch in the transparent sphere that he could reach out and touch it–”” 

I read this a couple of days ago and I’m still speechless. There are wonderful illustrations in it, the story is incredible and the imagery really beautiful! 


premier dans mon coeur by aphhun (Rating: Teen And Up Audiences, Status: Ongoing)

Canon Divergence/Danseur AU where Yuuri is the Principal Dancer of The Bolshoi and moves to St. Petersburg for a few months to help Lilia Baranovskaya choreograph a routine for Yuri Plisetsky’s Senior Debut in the Grand Prix Final.

“I’m Yuuri Katsuki. Wonderful to meet you finally, Mr. Feltsman.” 

Viktor fell on his ass, elbows slipping out from under him from how he had been lounging against the boards. He went down, not hard, but embarrassingly enough as he stared up at the attractive danseur from his spot on the ice. Damn.

Holy shit. Breathing - was he breathing? Did he still have to?

The kind of fluff you never knew you needed!


My fun fact is: by stillmadaboutpetra (Raring: General Audiences, Status: Complete)

After retiring, Yuuri goes back to the University of Michigan for a Master’s in education. What he fails to mention to his friends is that he’s a retired competitive figure skater.. and that he’s an Olympic medalist.. and that he’s pretty famous.. and that he’s married.  (based on this prompt

“But a big, cheek-busting grin bounces onto Yuuri’s face and he turns to them. “Would you like autographs?” 

Uh huh huh what now? 

A muffled scream swells in one girls throat, and the other bursts out “I knew it!” and the other one, closest, holds up her phone, eyes big. “We thought we saw you at the exhibition the other week.”” 

This is so funny, I’ve read it like, three times in a row and I still go back to read it some days. 


worth mentioning & my Marked for Later list:


Welp that’s all, I still have a lot of fic rec lists I have to check out as well (saved in my drafts) but I hope you enjoy these because I really did!

I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to kiss him because it meant finally breathing after holding my breath a minute too long. Because it meant coming back to life with energy bursting through my veins the moment he touches my skin. Because it meant waking up from an endless dream. Because the feeling of his lips pressed against mine could change my world and make everything brighter, louder, faster and alive.
—  written by: lostwond3rs.tumblr.com
The Pianist in Apartment 23

Inspired by this post. Liebestraum is Franz Liszt’s most famous piano piece, told in 3 parts. The 3rd part, the part Harvey requests, is said to be about unconditional, enduring love. The kind that never fades, that never dies.

The cold morning air is bracing, and Harvey relishes the feel of the wind on his face, the feel of his feet hitting the pavement, as he runs through the paths of Central Park.

He passes another runner coming from the opposite direction and he nods. The man nods back, giving Harvey a once-over with a leer and Harvey smiles to himself and keeps running, turning the corner. He reaches the sidewalk outside the park and is greeted by a couple of ladies running toward him. They smile and he gives them a winning grin that starts to widen when he hears them giggle to each other behind his quickly retreating back.

He loves his morning run.

Finally he reaches the front door of his building and he stops, nodding at the doorman.

“How was the run, Mr. Specter?”

He checks his heart rate with a couple of fingers pressed to the inside of his neck and says, “Good, Henry. Thanks.” He watches a moving van pull into the underground garage, a couple of guys in the cabin, and says, “Someone moving in today?”

He nods. “Apartment twenty-three. Nice guy.”

“He had to have been, for Mrs. Grosvenor to give it up. She loved her place.”

Henry gives him a secret smile. “The new tenant convinced her she loved her grandkids in Florida more.”

Harvey laughs, shakes his head. “Well done. He’s not a fellow lawyer, is he?”

Henry opens the door for Harvey as he shakes his head “He didn’t say. But I did see them move in a baby grand earlier.”

Interesting.

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E.V.O.L - Chapter 8 (Trixya) - VicThirteen

A/N: Yes, it’s been hard to finish this. I hit a wall with this story and, even though I finally decided how to end it, I’m having some difficulties writing it down. But I’m not leaving it unfinished, I promise! This is a little short, but it’s an important turn for the story. There’s probably one or two more chapters after this. 

Again, thank you so much for anyone that has ever left a nice comment or asked about this fic. It truly makes me feel happy and appreciated! This one is dedicated to Adriana and Hilana for cheering me the fuck up on twitter <3

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New Plan part 4

Megamind/Roxanne

M rating, pre-movie AU

Since Megamind made Roxanne miss her appointment to get her hair trimmed, it’s his fault that her hair keeps falling in her face. And since her hands are tied, it’s not like she can pin her hair back herself. So obviously, as she points out, it’s Megamind’s responsibility to do it for her…which would be a dream come true, if he could just. figure out. how to work a bobby pin…

AO3  |  FFN


“—okay, if you’ll just—hold this piece here,” Megamind says, and Roxanne, her shoulder pressed to his as they work on the Cumulus Accumulator, does as he directs, holding the gear out of the way so he can finish re-wiring the final portion of the new evaporative cooler.

He twists the last wire into place.

“Aaand—let go gently—”

Roxanne releases the gear carefully; it slips back into place.

“—there,” he says.

“Is that it?” Roxanne asks.

She turns towards him, her shoulder still leaning against his, and he turns his head towards hers, their noses almost brushing.

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So I started listening to the adventure zone and its great, I totally don’t mostly love it because there’s a wizard named taco. Anyway I don’t really know how Taako looks in canon so I had a go The bright pink trousers were my friends idea

The Darker The Night...

Summary : The brighter one burns, the faster they light out. But for Zeref Dragneel, the darkness that followed was only the beginning of a new chapter, that would inevitably lead to his last. For like a moth to the flame, Mavis was his light, but she was his darkness. Exorcist AU part 1. Zervis.

AN: Ohhhh boy, strap on yer seat belts people, for this is yet another collab fic with ma amazing evil twin/master @nanakoblaze ! Strapped in? Great! Now get ready, and welcome aboard the great angst and feels ride of hell! You can find the cover art on her page here and more amazing art from this AU here!

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“Hurry up, Zeref-sama, Natsu-sama!”

The world fell into a blur of smoke and fire as the trio dashed through the ravaged town, lungs burning with exhaustion and the desperate need for oxygen, they continued running into the endless night.

Terror-filled screams and shrieks filled the air along with the mocking crackle of the dark-winged invaders from the depths of Tartaros, blocking out the light of the moon and stars as nothing but darkness and black feathers rained from the skies. The sickening stench of blood and bodily excrement hung heavily in the smoke dense air.

The retainer’s grip on his hand tightened, face as pale as his robe, and he continued hurling them forward, muttering words of assurance more for himself rather than the two he was protecting.

“We’re almost there…We’re almost there…”

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“Surrender” - Fenrys and Aelin

I’m sorry to say this, but warning : feels, feels like never before. 


The world moved in slow motion and Aelin sucked in her breath. She yelped as someone yanked her hands behind her head and her knees barked in pain as they hit the cobblestone. Someone yanked her hair and she was staring up at Maeve. She snarled at the Queen. 

Fenrys was next, his knees slamming against the cobblestone as well. Aelin’s eyes flickered over to him and for the first time, or maybe it wasn’t, but Aelin saw real fear in them. “Let him go” She snarled and a guard dragged her by her hair, and Aelin kicked at the ground. 

Maeve gave a cruel smile and Aelin struggled as the guard slammed her onto her front, pressing his knee into her back. She gasped for breath, her legs thrashing. Soon, he overpowered her and she made Fenrys look at her. “Look at me, Fen, look at me” 

“Oh how endearing” Maeve taunted them. Her black dress was night incarnate as it hugged her. Aelin groaned, lifting her chin up, forcing air into her lungs. She bit down on her tongue, to keep from cursing Maeve.

Slowly, slowly, she felt the fire crackle in her veins. But she kept still, her eyes never breaking from Fenrys’s. “Ever since I took Fenrys back with us, I noticed a change. A change in him I had never seen. And I didn’t like it” Maeve gripped the edges of her throne and she leaned forward, staring down at Fenrys. Assessing him, as if he were a project that was resisting. 

Aelin’s throat bobbed. She looked at Maeve, her eyes clouding with something. Rage. Hatred. Something else. “Even when I took him to bed,” Aelin watched as Fenrys squirmed, “He had this glow to him. I hate glows, Fenrys” 

“Fen, Fen, look at me” Aelin gasped as the guard shoved her face into the cobblestone, making one of the stones dig into her Adam’s apple. She wheezed, hacking harshly, just struggling for a breath. 

Fenrys’s bottom lip shook as he nodded, looking into Aelin’s eyes. She saw tears brimming his eyes and she willed the fire to come faster. It had to come faster. 

“I admit, it took me longer than I would like to admit” A cool smile began to form on Maeve’s face. She cocked her head to the side and she finally let the bomb drop. “Did you know, Aelin, that Fae can have two mates? It’s very uncommon, but then again, you’ve been a special case for a while” 

Oh no. Oh gods, no. Aelin looked at Fenrys and tears slowly ran down his cheeks and he bowed his head in shame. “Look at me!” Aelin raised her voice, but it was soft, caring. She needed him to look at him, so he didn’t get lost in the darkness that surrounded them. She needed to be his beacon. 

But Fenrys wouldn’t lift up his head, causing Maeve’s smile to turn crueler, and she continued, “When you died in that river, Aelin, your fate died, too. Rowan was your fate then, but when you were brought back, your fate was new. It was why I was so shocked you and Rowan found each other anyway” 

Aelin closed her eyes and tears slowly fell out of them. She sobbed, pressing her forehead against the cobblestone. Holy Gods. “I admit, I hadn’t connected the dots until just recently, you see. Fenrys is your mate. It’s a fickle thing, a real dilemma” 

Aelin opened her eyes and she whimpered as Fenrys’s onyx eyes connected with hers. It made so much sense. So much sense, it caused her real pain. Rowan was the wind and snow to her flames, but Fenrys was the darkness to her light. 

When she had died, her fate had been snapped. And when Elena brought her back, to fulfill the deal she made to the gods, her fate had been made anew. Elena had played a game with date, and Aelin had won and lost because of it. Rowan was still her mate, but she had been given Fenrys without knowing it. 

She started crying and Maeve laughed, sliding her hair over her shoulder. “To think, I destroyed Rowan for no reason, when I could have just destroyed Fenrys,” She paused, “But then again, I’ve held both your mate by their co-”

“Shut up!” Aelin screamed. She glared at Maeve through her tears and she groaned, as her throat was pressed down against the harsh stones again. Fenrys sucked in his breath and he was shuddering. 

“I could make the decision easy for you, my favor to you. An offspring of you and Rowan, would rule the continent, and more if they wanted. But you and Fenrys, a child of both darkness and light” Maeve jumped in her throne and she smiled, as if imagining that child in her clutches. Aelin would never let that happen. 

“How will I help you, you may ask” Maeve slowly stood up from her throne. She walked down the dais, taking her sweet time. The fire in Aelin’s veins crackled faster and brighter, and she felt it burning her fingertips. She felt it calling to Fenrys, and her heart squeezed in her chest. 

Fenrys looked over at Aelin and he gulped. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you. It wouldn’t have changed anything, but when we were in the water, when Lysandra was fighting the sea-wyverns, I felt it. I felt…you, not your skin, or the weight of your eyes, but you. And on that beach, when-” He choked, but then continued “when Cairn whipped you. I knew. But I couldn’t move. I’ve known this whole time and I’m so sorry, Aelin. But you had Whitethorn and I saw the love, and I wouldn’t ruin that. Not ever”

“Stop talking, Fenrys” Aelin sobbed. The way he was talking, it was the way a man talked when he knew he was going to die. When he gave up hope of ever being free. Fenrys shook his head and he swallowed. 

His breathing deepened as Maeve finally towered over both of them. “I didn’t want you to free me so we could mate, Aelin” Fenrys continued, “Believe me, please believe me. I wanted you to free me, so I could cherish, serve, and protect someone who deserved it”

“You wound me” Maeve purred. She reached down and cupped Fenrys’s chin in her hand and Aelin snarled, bearing her canines. The fire was so close, so close. She only needed a few more minutes. 

“Do you believe me, Aelin? That I would have never forced this on you, never taken you away from Whitethorn, never have made you choose?” Fenrys looked over at her, his golden hair falling into his eyes. They stuck to his cheeks as fresh tears rolled down his cheekbones. 

“I believe you” Aelin whispered. Free tears were falling and her eyes burned. She tossed her head back and she sobbed, choking down the sounds. “Fen, can you say something for me? Say…say: you are Fenrys, my mate, and you will not be afraid” 

Aelin whipped her head over to him, tears making her vision blurry. But she saw Maeve, and she saw the darkness slowly pour out of her palm, slowly wrapping around Fenry’s neck, then going down. “Stop! Stop hurting him!” Aelin screamed. 

Fenrys dug both his hands into his hair, and the guards let his arms go. But he still bowed in that position of surrender. His hands behind his head, back straight, and bowing before Maeve one last time.  

“I am Fenrys, Aelin Galanthynius’s mate,” He smiled cooly up at Maeve, as the darkness wrapped itself down his legs, “And I will not be afraid” 

Aelin screamed and she thrashed, trying to throw the male on top of her off. Fenrys groaned and he tossed his head back, his body shaking. He slowly began to foam at the mouth and Maeve gave a cruel laugh, as Aelin screamed louder. “Fenrys..” Her mate choked and his head bucked back and forth furiously. “Mate” He shook so wildly, Aelin thought he was going to crack in half “Not be afraid” 

Aelin burst into flames at that moment. The male on top of her burned instantly and she ran at Maeve, knocking her to the ground. She punched her face, again and again, and she slammed her palms into her chest, lighting her from the inside out. She groaned, feeling her magic surging through Maeve’s blood. “You will harm no one else” Aelin growled. She arched her back and she screamed as a funnel of flames wrapped the two Queens together. 

Maeve screamed in terror as the fire rang through her veins, then slowly began to burn her. It was not pretty. Aelin climbed off her and she sent more fire at her, then more of it. She wanted Maeve to burn, to burn forever. When Maeve finally stopped screaming, Aelin ran over to Fenrys. 

Her knees barked in pain as she dropped, but she didn’t care. She cooled down her hands quickly and pulled Fenrys’s head into her lap. She brushed his face gently and she sobbed, her tears falling onto his cheeks. “Aelin,” He breathed, holding her hand tightly. 

“No, no. No, just give me a minute, Fen. I can heal you” Aelin searched, she searched deep down for that small bit of water that was supposed to be apart of her. But she could only feel fire, heat. 

Aelin sobbed and she buried her face in the crook of Fenrys’s neck and she hugged him, wrapping her arms around his chest. Fenrys held her shaking arm and he smiled, reaching his finger up to brush a blonde curl that had fallen into her face. “I’m your mate,” He whispered and Aelin nodded, slowly kissing his forehead, “And I will not be afraid. Take care of Connall, please, Aelin” 

“I promise. I promise, Fenrys, gods I promise. He’ll be safe. So will you. Say hello to Sam for me, please” Aelin pressed a wet kiss to Fenrys’s lips, but she felt no breath coming from his mouth. 

She pulled back and she saw his lifeless onyx eyes staring back at her. Aelin choked down her sob and she slowly closed his eyes, kissing his eyelids. She felt a bond she had never felt before, pull tight between her and Fenrys. She tried to reach for it, but just as she touched it, it broke in half, and fluttered away. 

Aelin arched her back and as she held Fenrys in her lap, she let out a war cry that would rattle the stars. And then she bent forward, and sobbed all the tears she could muster into his shirt, knowing she would never hear his heart beat again. 


The End

Please don’t hate me too much guys. I love Fenrys so much and it hurt me to write his death. I know Sarah has said it is possible for a Fae to have two mates, and I just thought of Rowan x Aelin x Fenrys. In my mind, Fenrys’s actions are mostly because he wants to get away from Maeve, and he wants a better life and a better Queen, but what if

I hope you enjoyed reading this. 

Dialogue Prompts

1) “This can’t go on like this, it’s not working.”

2) “Please, help me, I can’t do this on my own.” 

3) “You’re going to hell.” “See you there.”

4) “No, no, this isn’t right, this isn’t me, I’m not this person, I swear. Did I do this? No, I couldn’t have done this, please, this isn’t me!”

5) “I just want to disappear.”

6) “I’m leaving tomorrow, it’s obvious they don’t want me around.” 

7) “Why are you up? It’s so late, go to bed.” “What are you talking about? It’s only three am!”

8) “I’m not going back there, it’s not worth it.”

9) “Listen to me, whatever you do, stay out of the woods! Just say away from them!” “What? What are you talking about? What’s going on?” “Just stay out of the woods, I have to go.”

10) “And-” “I know, I know, don’t draw attention.”

11) “I swear I heard something! I’m not crazy, I swear!” “Heard what? What’s going on?” “I swear I heard someone calling my name, please, you have to believe me!”

12) “I’m here for her.” “No, no, please, she’s safe here!” “The state as said otherwise, I’m here to take her.” “No, please, you can’t take my daughter.”

13) “Do you promise you won’t leave like mommy and daddy did?” “I promise I’m not going anywhere.”

14) “They’re out there, and they’re coming for us. We need to run, we don’t have a choice any more.”

15) “Hope is like a candle, the brighter it burns, the faster it’s gone.”

16) “Where were you? Oh my god, I thought you were dead! Don’t ever do that again!”

17) “Hey, wow … hey, it’s … it’s been awhile, huh?” “Awhile? Try ten years.”

18) “Just calling to tell you I miss you, I know I really screwed up but I want to fix stuff so yeah … call me when you get this.”

19) “I just wanted to help her …”

20) “Come on now, don’t act like this is over, we’re gonna find a way to fix it, I promise.” “You’ve made a lot of promises before, how many of them have you kept?” 

new year, same story

a/n Oh look a drabble that’s new! I finally got inspiration so here is a little new years drabble for you! (sorry it’s a bit late) 

“Outside all alone?” he called, taking a seat on the available wall next to her and beginning to play with the rim of his bottle. 

“It’s a forest, everywhere is outside” she cocked her head and smiled arrogantly swinging the bottle out of his grasp and into hers. 

It only took her a matter of seconds to finish off the rest of the contents, the burning sensation nowhere near as satisfying as she wanted it to be. Sighing she threw the bottle onto the grass in front of her, scanning the area with her eyes for her next victim. 

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Bus Stop Blues

Pairing: Dan and Phil

Genre: high school AU 

Word Count: 6.7k (oneshot)

Warnings: fighting parents, mild swearing

Summary: Dan hates his small town life. He feels trapped in the gray surroundings, and he can’t wait to get out and move to London. But then he meets Phil- a boy from a different school who happens to use the same bus stop. A boy with blue eyes, paint splattered shirts and blocky glasses. A boy who takes Dan’s breath away and teaches him to see the value in simply being alive, no matter how small your existence may seem.

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So, Blurryface has been here all along and this is why.

Goner 2012: Goner originally came out in 2012. It was depressing and portrays Tyler in a bad place. But, if you listen closely to the outro you can here the sound effects used in the intro to Heavydirtysoul on the new album.

Heavydirtysoul: This new song uses lyrics from Tyler’s Street Poetry video that came out in 2013. Also in the video there’s the “Blurryface voice”, flashes of red light and Tyler being blurred out at the end.

Goner 2015: Tyler and Josh have both said that the new Goner is a victory song, winning the battle over Blurryface.

So what I’m thinking is that the whole Blurryface concept started years ago with the original Goner, which I believe is a prelude to the Blurryface album. Goner 2012 is depressed, creepy and straight up sad. Here Tyler was in a bad place, a goner, done for. Blurryface was defeating him. But Tyler fights it.

The sound effects link into Heavydirtysoul, originally Street Poetry, Tyler’s saying he’s all messed up with “a really crazy mind to clean.” From here the battle goes all through, up and down, in and out the new album and Tyler’s insecurities. Eventually the album ends up at the new version of Goner. This time around it’s faster, brighter, and considered a victory song. I think the first verse of Goner 2015 and the screaming at the end is actually Blurryface. (Even though we are lead to think Blurryface communicates through the dark, deep, evil voice, you can tell it’s him there in occasions when Tyler sings normally. An example is in the song Not Today, specifically the chorus.) He’s being defeated as Tyler pushes him away in the second verse. This time around Tyler has the upper hand against Blurryface in Goner and it’s Tyler who eventually prevails.

That’s my theory anyways. Feel free to take it and elaborate.
Stay street.
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I really hope everyone resists the urge to go into the hater tags this week. You know it won’t be a fun place. Think of it like fire. Fire burns when you touch it and when you stoke it, it burns brighter and faster. Leave the fire alone, please. Let it burn, over there, not here. 

I just really don’t want to have a week of anti crap all over my dash as people start fighting. *shrugs*