can we talk about the perfection of this song

Okay but can we talk about all the different styles of music Ed used in this album? We got the rapping, the ballads, the fast paced fun pop songs, the soulful voice combined with deep beats,THE IRISH FOLK/POP, Spanish and Ghanan musical styles and actual words from the languages I mean what a JOURNEY.

Blind Musician

@redfirecatherinetodd I’m sorry it took so long but I finally did it!!

Request:  I love ur work. Do u think u could make a fanfic about Jason and a blind musician but she’s Damian’s friend so he won’t let them be alone and he spies on their dates or something like that. Please and thank you


Being Damian’s friend was amazing. He was one of the few people who treated you like a normal person, but he was also extremely protective of you.

“Damian Wayne, I am positive that I can get to my piano on my own”

“tt, you might fall. You are unfamiliar with the terrain of Wayne Manor; I will not allow you to be hurt.”

You chuckle, “I manage to get around my own messy apartment just fine, I don’t know why you continue to doubt me”

“If you would allow me to move you into the Manor, I wouldn’t be concerned about your wellbeing. You would not be alone here”

You turn blind eyes on your best friend, “And how would I be able to get around this huge place, I might fall down the stairs”

“Then let me move you into the penthouse! Your apartment has stairs as well! What if you fall down those!”

You roll your eyes, smacking his ankle with your cane. “Just take me to the piano, Dami, before I beat you with this cane”

You can hear Damian growl as you start to walk forward on your own, using your cane to find the leg of the piano, “Y/N!”

Sliding into the seat, you place your fingers over the keys. That’s the good thing about pianos, no matter which one you’re at, a piano is always the same. “Will you write the notes for me? I’ve been working on this for a while, but I just need it written down”

“Of course. Give me a moment to get the sheets. Stay here, the Manor is too large for you to wander around in.”

You wave your hand, dismissing his words. You started to play, the music absorbed you, cradling you in its notes. Music was your one escape, the onetime where no one pitied you for being blind. You were so absorbed in the music that you didn’t hear the door open, or hear that person lean against the wall to listen to you play. Ending the song with a flourish, you let the last note hold out for an extra second.

“That was amazing” You let out a shriek at the unexpected noise.

“Y/N!!” Damian burst into the room, “Todd! How dare you intrude!”

“Damian! Don’t hit me! Shit! I didn’t know I was intruding!”

There were sounds of a fight, papers fluttering to the ground, and the sound of fists hitting flesh. “Damnit, stop!”

“Y/N, are you alright?” Damian asked, you can hear him standing up and making his way over to you. He purposefully steps heavy, just so you can hear him.

“I’m fine! Why did you attack him?!” You turn on the bench, “Are you alright, sir?”

“Name’s Jason, sweetheart. Damn Damian, you hit hard” The other man, Jason, walks up to the bench, “I heard you playing, it was beautiful. I-I’m sorry for intruding.”

You blush. No one other than Damian had heard you play an original piece. “Um, thank you. I’m sorry that Damian hurt you. You – you can listen anytime you want”

“Todd has no appreciation of musical instruments. I doubt he is truly able to appreciate your brilliance”

“Are you saying my music isn’t worth appreciating? Because he obviously enjoyed my playing”

“You know that isn’t what I meant. I do not want him to take advantage of you. Todd has never been good at being gentle with anything”

You roll your eyes, “I don’t need to be handled with kid-gloves, Dami” You stick your hand out, waiting until Jason takes it before talking, “It’s nice to meet you, Jason. My name’s Y/N”

Jason chuckled, “It’s good to finally meet you. We’ve been wondering where Damian runs off to on the weekends”

“That would be to my apartment. He says that he needs to escape from his crazy family, and with how easily you two just started a fight”

Jason chuckles, “Well, he did attack me. I have to go, Alfred needs my help in the kitchen. I’ll see you two at dinner”

You smirk, “Was that a blind joke? ‘See you at dinner’?”

Jason sucks in a sharp breath, “No! Nonono! I promise it wasn’t! I didn’t mean to say that! I’m so sorry!”

You burst into laughter, “I’m just kidding! God! Don’t take things so personal!”

Damian snickers, “She does that all the time, don’t mind her. She likes to use her inability to see to make people uncomfortable”

You grin, “It’s the only way to get people to realize that I’m not some delicate flower. And come on, that was funny”

“It was pretty damn funny” Jason mumbled.

After dinner that night you were invited over to Wayne Manor a lot more. Bruce likes that you didn’t let Damian get away with everything. And you enjoyed spending time with Jason, you hoped that he would want to spend more time with you.

Your doorbell buzzes, “Hello?”

“Hey, Y/N. It’s Jason, can I come up?”

“Sure, ill buzz you in”

A minute later there’s a knock on the door, “It’s me!”

“Hey, Jay. This is a nice surprise” You pull him into a brief hug, and shut the door behind him.

“I haven’t seen you in a while, I just wanted to check up on you”

“I forgot to respond to your text! Is that why you’re here?”

“Well … yeah”

“You’re almost as bad as Damian!” you laugh, “I’m sorry I worried you. I lost my phone and can’t seem to find it.”

Jason rolls his eyes, “Well, let me find it, and I’ll get out of your hair”

“You don’t need to leave, Jay, you can stay for a while. I could really use your input on a new song”

“I’d love to stay. I actually have something to talk to you about”

“Let me make some tea, and then we can sit down”

Once the tea is boiled and poured, you reach out to touch Jason’s arm, “What was it you wanted to talk to me about?”

Jason clears his throat, “I … um … I wanted to know if you’d want to go out to dinner … with me?”

“Like a date?”


You grin, “I’d love to go on a date with you!”

“How about Saturday? I’ll pick you up at 6:00?”

“Perfect!” You reach out and wrap your arms around Jason

“Now I really do have to go now, Y/N. I was supposed to meet Dick 30 minutes ago.”

You pull back, “Alright. Were you really that upset that I didn’t text you back?”

“Damian and I have been talking about ways to make sure you’re safe. I guess his paranoia has started to rub off on me”

“I was painting, and I lost my phone! Between you and Damian! You guys are ridiculous!”

Jason pulls back, “You paint?”

You chuckle, “Of course I paint! I paint and I play music! Those are some of the few things that ‘optically challenged’ people can do! Do you know how hard it is to get a job when you’re blind?”

“No one’s ever mentioned your painting before, not even Damian”

You blush, “He doesn’t know, I haven’t even showed anyone my paintings other than buyers.”

“Can I see them?” You nod and walk into your guest room, gesturing to the paintings that are scattered all over, “Holy shit they’re beautiful!!”

“Really? I don’t know that they look like, one of my buyers said that they look like galaxies”

“God, how can you be so talented!”

“I’m really not, Jay, but thank you. Didn’t you say you had to leave?”

“Um, yeah, I do. Can I come in here and take inventory on these, I can help you sell them?”

“I would love that! It would help me so much. But I can hear your phone blowing up, Dick is probably pissed that you’re blowing him off”

Jason chuckles, “I’ll see you on Saturday, I put your phone on the charger. I saw about 6 texts from Damian, so I would expect him next”

“Good! He can help me pick out a dress to wear!”

Jason chuckles and heads to the door, “Good bye, Y/N”

You lean up pressing a kiss to the side of his face, you hope it was his cheek, “Bye, Jay”

Jason was right. Damian showed up at your apartment about 10 minutes after Jason left, in a complete panic.

“Y/N!!!” He shouted

“How the hell did you even get in the building?!” You yell back, “Please tell me you didn’t break in … again!”

“I climbed in through the window, so no, I didn’t break anything.”

You hum, “I’m fine by the way. I just lost my phone. Jason freaked out too, so he stopped by and helped me find it. He also asked me on a date, Dami!!!”

“He what?!?!”

“He asked me on a date!!” You dance around in a little circle, “I need you to help me pick out a dress!”

Damian doesn’t answer right away but you assume that he is still across the room, so you startle when he grabs your arm, “You are allowing yourself to be courted by, Todd!?!?”

“Yes, Dami. We are going on a date. What’s the big deal?”

“Do you know who he really is?!?” Damian growled.

“Yes, Red Hood”

You may not be able to see it, but you know that you managed to shock Damian, “H-How did you …?”

“Did you really think I wouldn’t figure it out? You come into my apartment through the window, and you are wearing armor and a cape. I know you’re Robin, and I assume Bruce is Batman, Dick is Nightwing, Jason, who’s the black sheep of the family, is the Red Hood, but I haven’t figured out who Red Robin is, I haven’t met your other brother. What was his name? Tom?”


“Ah, yes, Tim”

You can hear Damian sit down on your bed, and you turn back to the closet, “How did you know?”

“Your footsteps around different when you’re I uniform, Jason smells like gun powder, Dick isn’t around here much and neither is Nightwing, with Bruce I just kinda guessed”

“Oh, alright, those are reasonable conclusions. Which dress do you intend to wear?”

“I was thinking the green one”

Damian hums, “I prefer the dark purple one.”

“I do like that one” You murmur, “What if I wear it with the amethyst necklace you got me last year?”

“You would look beautiful. I will make sure that Todd takes you to a respectable restaurant”

“That sounds great Dami, now you need to go. Don’t think I forgot that you have a meeting with the Board at WE”

Damian groans, “I had hoped to avoid that meeting”

“Nope! You have to go! I need to continue composing my song”

Damian groaned, but walked to the door, “I shall see you Saturday before your date. I shall help you get ready”

“Thanks Dami! Have fun at your meeting!”

The date so far was amazing. There haven’t been any lulls in the conversation, and you were enjoying each other’s company. The appetizers had just arrived when Jason startled you with a groan.

“What is it?” You ask, confused.

“Damian just walked in. I knew he wouldn’t let us go on a date alone”

You can’t help but burst into laughter, missing the glares that were shot in your direction, “Please tell me you’re joking. He’s really here?”

“Yes, and he’s glaring at me. I feel like he’s going to attack me”

“He won’t hurt you, I promise. Isn’t that right Damian? Because I know you bugged me, and I know you can hear me. Nod your head for Jason, Dami”

“Oh my God, he just nodded! How did you know he bugged you?”

“I’ve known this necklace was bugged and had a tracking device in it since he gave it to me. It’s why I keep it in a special box when I’m not wearing it”

It’s Jason who bursts into laughter this time, “Oh that’s rich! You’re amazing you know that?”

Taking a sip of water, you try to cover up your blush, “Thank you”

“I really how you’ll agree to go out with me again”

“I’d love to, as long as you don’t mind my tail. I doubt he will ever let us go out alone”

“I don’t mind. I want to take you to the orchestra for our next date”

“I would love to go to the orchestra!” You clear your throat nervously, “and maybe you’d like to come to one of my concerts?”

Jason places one of his large hands on top of yours, “I will always say yes to hearing you play, you’re my favorite musician”

You giggle when Jason lifts your hand to him lips, placing a gentle kiss against your knuckles, “Good, because I like it when you listen”

kazliin  asked:

Lily, you know what I'm going to ask ;) Because that Viktuuri Eurovision commentator/contestant AU is something the world needs to see

guess who has two thumbs and no sense of self-preservation? IT’S ME

so basically kaz and i were talking about eurovision and then i had this sudden thought of a fake rivals-verse fic idea where yuuri’s an exasperated commentator who’s suddenly been forced to host esc and viktor’s the winning contestant from last year who is co-hosting with him and…. because this is rivals-verse, yuuri hated viktor’s entry last year. hoo boy. 

Love Love, Peace Peace

Yuuri Katsuki and Viktor Nikiforov to Co-host 2016 Eurovision Song Contest in Saint Petersburg
Beloved TV commentator Yuuri Katsuki, known for his sharp and witty commentary during previous contests, and 2015 ESC winner Viktor Nikiforov will be co-hosting the 2016 Eurovision Song Contest in Saint Petersburg, Russia. This year’s theme will be “Making History” and will be held at the Alexei Panin Arena from 11-15 May. 

Nikiforov won last year with his stunning ballad “Stay Close to Me”, featuring a figure skating segment halfway through the song… (more)

Yuuri clicks out of the article with a groan and takes a sip of his coffee, waiting for his new co-host to arrive. The office is a busy drone in the background, with only the sounds of ringing phones and beeping machines filling the silence. He checks his mobile. Nikiforov is late.


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dreamermoonchan  asked:

So, you know I'm rather new to the fandom, and this will be my first comeback, and I want to do anything I can to help make this comeback a success for our boys. Can you tell me what I can do? like I dont know if I will be able to buy the album, but what other things can I do and where? Thanks~

Sure thing! I’ll give you some basics of what a typical comeback is like for fans! I hope this info is helpful for all BABYz and thanks to the awesome BABYz who provided tutorials for all of these methods!

Social Media

The easiest method is to just promote BAP as much as possible for every comeback. Whether it’s Twitter, Tumblr, Facebook, Instagram, or Snapchat, introducing BAP to other K-Pop fans as well as people who are not into K-pop is seriously so helpful. The more we talk about BAP, the more exposure they’ll get, which will lead to more fans and more opportunities for BAP in the future! 

I cannot stress this enough when I say that when discussing BAP on social media PLEASE keep your posts and comments positive. Talk about how great the songs are, how perfect the MV is, write about OT6′s flawless singing and dancing, etc; however, DON’T make negative posts criticizing BAP/BABYz/other fandoms because it really reflects back on BAP. DON’T start rumors or spread them, DON’T post or repost negative comments/posts from others, and DON’T write negative comments directly to BAP on sns. Also, even though we all can agree TS sucks, it’s clear that they go out of their way to avoid any concerns from BABYz. Even though it’s frustrating, before you send them emails, call their offices, or threaten to fly to Korea and punch every employee at TS in the face, PLEASE think of what your words/actions will do to BAP. We don’t know what truly goes on with BAP and TS, so it’s best to remain positive and focuse on promoting the boys and patiently waiting for news from TS and then we can punch everyone if they fuck up as usual :D

Physical Albums

Even though you’re still unsure about buying a physical copy of the album, if you do end up deciding it’s best to buy from stores whose sales count towards charts, such as Gaon and Hanteo. Preordering is also really important for sales within the first week, so here are a few verified stores for each chart in addition to TS Ent.’s official store:

Hanteo: KPopTown, KpopMart, YesAsia (there is a global site and US site, this is the global site link)

Gaon: Melon, MNet


Searching for BAP online will actually help them gain exposure and hype about their comeback. Simply go on the Naver website or app, type in “BAP ROSE”, click on and share articles on your social media, clear your history, and repeat! 

There are also search attacks that we do, in which there are scheduled times for BABYz to search about BAP on Naver in order to get them trending. If you check BAPdomination on Twitter, they post the schedules and search words for each day.


Voting will help BAP win on music programs, as well as for appearances on various variety shows (which will increase their exposure and popularity). The Vote4BAP Twitter provides info for where streaming/voting can be done.

You can vote for BAP on Show Champion, Inkigayo, Music Bank, Music Core, and MNet Countdown using the tutorials provided by BABYz.


Streaming allows for digital sales, which count for roughly 50% of votes on music shows. In order to stream, you need to purchase passes on sites like Genie or Melon. 


Melon streaming can seem intimidating, but there are literally soooo many wonderful BABYz who are always offering to help set up an account, or even stream for you (a lot of BABYz actually advertise this kind of help on Twitter/Tumblr/Instagram so make sure to stay on your social media grind during comebacks!). In order to stream on Melon, you need to create and account and either use your PC or dowload the mobile app. There’s a document that BABYz made that explains the whole process along with an FAQ if you have any trouble.

TS YouTube Channel

You can also stream the official MV on TS Ent.’s YouTube channel (it’s best to watch the MVs on TS’s channel even though 1theK also posts the MV and has more subscribers [which means more exposure] but really focus on TS’s channel first and foremost. Stream in 720p or above, like/comment/share the MV on all social medias, watch the full MV without pausing AND at a volume above 50%. Also DON’T click replay or refresh the page; instead, play the video incognito or clear your history. You can also create a playlist of just the MV so that it continuously loops.


Streaming can also be done on Tudou to help BAP win on THE SHOW. Open this link in incognito mode and click the orange button beside the ROSE MV. You don’t have to watch the whole MV ~ there are two lines when the video loads: orange and gray. Let the gray line load fully after you press play and that counts as a stream. Make sure you don’t mute the video while it’s playing, otherwise it doesn’t count. As always, delete your history/cookies and try from all devices and computers.

Naver TV Cast

Finally, streaming can be done on Naver TV cast, but the options listed above tend to be the most used by fans (especially Tudou - BAP tend to win a lot on THE SHOW since it’s a system solely based on the input of fans’ streaming, but it has been known to be messy sometimes when counting votes so NEVER STOP STREAMING lol).

Fancafe/Daum tutorial

itsBAP actually has a tutorial to make an account to join BAP’s official fanclub, in case anyone was interested in this option as well!

Of course, there are so many ways to support BAP in their comebacks, but above all just being a loyal BABY is the best support you can give! Let’s all work together to make this comeback a success and make 2017 BAP’s year! Fighting! ♡

I'm so freaking pissed off right now, I can't stay quiet

In the concept book, Jin talked about how he wonders if there would be a song where he could be heard. To show support and wish he got more lines’ there has been a #WeWantSeokjin going around for like two days. Almost nobody besides some Jin stans have tried to trend it.

Today, in just a few hours, #JiminYouArePerfect trended.

Yes, I’m glad it did. Jimin deserves all the support, and should know that we love him just the way he is and that he’s perfect, nothing against it.

But so does Jin.

This boy constantly shows his love for ARMY, goes as far as doing heart events in every concert, always thanking ARMY. And what does Army do? S**t all over him and his efforts. Some a**holes go as far as telling Jin stans to stop whining and trying to justify his almost non-existent lines in BTS’ songs in the past 4 years, even after he’s proved himself time and time again to be an amazing singer.

So freaking ungrateful, I can’t believe it.

I hope that people who see this get a hold of themselves and show the same support to Jin, especially after declaring time and time again that “a true ARMY should love all the members”.

I hope this fandom can get a grip soon. There’s only this much that a person who gives his heart and soul and get disrespected in return can take.

Trend #WeWantSeokjin and #JiminYouArePerfect.

anonymous asked:

Can we talk about the robbery of Dancing On My Own? Everybody seems to love the boring version of it by Calum Scott, but Robyn's original is the true iconic version. The song should never be a ballad. It's called Dancing On My Own, hence the pop perfection of the beat, not Sitting At the Piano Like a Boring Bitch On My Own

you better DRAG IT

“The Lyrics to my Music” - Chapter 1

Pairing: Suga x Reader

Tags: Fluff, Slight smut and angst in future chapters.

Summary: One day you lose your notebook, the most important item you own, it’s filled with exactly 68 lyrics that you wrote, all of them extremely personal to you. Later that same day you discover an iPod filled with different songs with no lyrics. By some strange coincidence that iPod belongs to the same person who discovered your notebook of lyrics. This would cause the two of you to meet and form a friendship. Or maybe even something more…

Chapters: Prologue, Chapter 1

A/N: I’m sorry I took forever to write this, but I promise that you wouldn’t have to wait as long for chapter 2. I hope you enjoy and as always feedback would be very appreciated.

Originally posted by loveblushes


 One meeting. It was only supposed to be one meeting. A few hours in which I could explain the meanings to my lyrics to this stranger as a sign of gratitude for finding my notebook. But before I knew it we were talking and texting every day, and slowly, but surely the stranger was becoming my best friend.

 It all started the weekend after I lost my notebook and he found it. We decided to meet in a café that was very close to the park and that it turns out we both visited quite often. That morning as I was driving to the café I kept asking myself whether it was really a good idea to meet this guy that I don’t know at all, just so we can talk about some lyrics that I wrote. The whole situation sounded so ridiculous, but already made a promise, and I had to go and pick up my notebook anyways, so I had no other choice.

 The café was almost completely empty when I arrived there except for a young couple, a family with a small child and a guy who looked about my age who was sitting by himself looking down at his phone.

 Is this him?, I thought. It must be him. He’s the only person sitting by himself.

 I sat down on the chair across from him.

 “Umm…Are you Yoongi?” I asked.

 He looked up from his phone and gave me a small, polite smile. “Yes, that’s me. You must be the owner of the journal.”

 “Yeah,” I said returning his smile. “My name is [Y/N] by the way.”

 “Nice to meet you, [Y/N]!” He said digging through his backpack and pulling out my notebook.

 He passed it to me. “Here’s your notebook. I didn’t know who it belonged to at first, so I wrote some notes in it with a pen…I’m sorry…”

 I took my notebook and looked at him, confused. “What “notes”?”

 “Remember when I told you that I wanted to ask you a few questions about your lyrics? Well…I tried to analyze them by myself and understand what they are about, but I needed to write all my thoughts down…”

 Yoongi took the notebook and put it between the two of us, opening it to one of my poems.

 “See?” he pointed to a few notes that he had taken, written in a quick, careless handwriting, “I tried to write as small as I could so I don’t cover any of your writing…”

 I looked down and tried to read the notes. There were so many of them. Some of them were just small words written at the corners of pages. Others seemed to be whole paragraphs analyzing certain lines. He had also circled and highlighted a bunch of stuff, making the page look like a colorful explosion of words.

 I looked up at Yoongi who was waiting for my reaction, quietly.

 “I-I…” I didn’t know what to say. I was supposed to be angry at this guy that I don’t know for writing all over my lyrics. But looking at the notes I could see how carefully he wrote them, as if my poems, my words themselves, were breakable. And this made me feel most of all…curiosity. Why was he so interested in my work? Why was he so impressed by it that he wanted to meet me in person just so we can talk about it? It didn’t make sense to me. But at that exact moment, for some reason I thought of the iPod. The small device that I found at work a few days ago, and the thing that intrigued me so much. Ever since I found it, I’ve been listening to the songs in it every day, because for some reason they made me feel…comfortable and safe. It was a strange feeling of comfort that I haven’t felt in awhile, and I loved it.

 So I thought I about the iPod for a moment. If I knew who the owner of the iPod was, would I do the same thing, Yoongi did? Would I want to meet the owner as much as he wanted to meet me? Yes. Yes, I would.

 The boy across from me started talking again pulling me out of my thoughts.

 “I understand if you’re mad…Or just weirded out by me…” he said.

 I shook my head. “No…no I’m not. I’m just surprised that you’re so interested in my lyrics because to me they are like my journal and nothing more.”

 “Well…the thing is, that I’m a songwriter too. I’ve written a lot of songs, but these days I’ve been struggling a lot with coming up with lyrics. There are just certain things that I can’t express with words, so I write music for them instead. But after finding your journal and reading some of your lyrics I was extremely inspired by them.”

I smiled. “You were inspired by my lyrics?”

 “Yes!” He replied, “I’m completely serious!”

 I looked at him and raised an eyebrow, “So what do you want to know about them? I’ll tell you whatever you want about my songs on one condition.”

 He nodded quickly, “What is it?”

 “Most of those songs have a very personal and deep meaning to me, which means that when I tell you what they are about you would know a lot of things about me. So to make it less awkward, I want you to tell me one thing about yourself after every song we talk about.” I paused. “Also, if it’s not too much to ask can you give me some tips on writing music, because I’m not very good at it…”

 I was surprised by my own request. Usually, I wouldn’t ask anyone for help, especially with my songs. But I wanted to learn, I really did. And at that moment it seemed like the universe gave me the perfect opportunity and the perfect person for me to learn.

 He grinned happily - an expression that seemed extremely out of place on his previously calm and seemingly tired face.

 “Okay! I’ll do it!” he said and I smiled back at him.

 “Okay then, shall we start?”

 He nodded and opened the notebook to the very first page. My very first song, which was more of a poem than an actual song. It wasn’t structured properly. It was weird and kind of all over the place. But it meant a lot to me, just like all the rest of my songs.

 “I wrote this a few years ago,” I started, “It’s pretty bad, but it means a lot to me. The poem started out as a school assignment and…” I kept going, telling him the story about how my first poem became a thing. And he listened, occasionally pointing out a line that he liked or a metaphor that he didn’t understand.

 I guess that was one of the reasons we became friends - because he listened. He listened to all my stories and complaints, and all the extra things that I knew he didn’t really care about, but he still listened, and that meant a lot to me.

 After 3 hours of me talking and him listening, I told him everything about my first three songs. And he told me some things about himself too, he told me about his family and his friends about what he liked to do and what he didn’t.

 As we were talking I felt a closeness to Yoongi that I found extremely strange. I found it strange because I just met him. And I found it strange because I usually don’t feel that close to people unless I’ve known them for a very long time.

 After we were done talking I said goodbye to Yoongi and turned around to leave but he stopped me.

 “Umm…[Y/N]? Can we meet again, soon?”

 I smiled at him and nodded.

 And we did meet again. We met almost every day for the next month. Whether it was at the café, at the park or at the Italian restaurant that worked at. Sometimes we talked about my songs or his songs (that I haven’t heard yet), but others we just talked about our lives, TV shows that we like or just….anything.

And that’s how we got where we are today, the guy who used to be a complete stranger became my best friend. We were sitting on my living room couch, my notebook laying open in between is as we read and re-read old songs jotting down notes next to about how I can improve them, while at the same time having a conversation about completely random things.

 “So how come I’ve never been to your house before?” I asked.

 He shook his head, “You don’t want to go there, trust me. I live with six other boys and all of them are extremely loud and obnoxious.”

 I stopped and looked at him. “But they’re your friends. I want to meet them!”

 He sighed, “Someday….”

 I rolled my eyes at him and looked at the clock. It was 7:30 PM.

 “Oh, shit! I’m gonna be late!” I jumped off the couch.

 Yoongi looked at me, confused. “Late to what?”

 “Oh, I forgot to tell you. I’m going on a date tonight.” I answered.

 “What? But you’re not dating anyone?”

 I rolled my eyes at him again before answering, “That’s why I’m GOING on a date.”

 “But…Do you have to?”

“Yes! I have to, unless I want to stay lonely for the rest of my life!”

 He sighed, “Can I at least take the notebook with me? I’m working on a new song and I need some inspiration.”

 I thought for a second, “Umm…Okay, take it. But don’t work on any of my songs while I’m not there.”

 I walked into my bedroom and started getting ready.

 I didn’t really want to go on that date. I would much more rather just stay at home with my friend and work on my music. But almost everyone my age was already in a relationship or was even thinking about getting married. And then there’s me. I just feel pressured by everyone. Everyone keeps telling me that I’m getting older and I have to form a family and blah, blah, blah…

 I heard Yoongi get up and go to the door.

 “Bye!” he said.

 “See you tomorrow!” I answered before hearing him close the door behind him.

Suga’s POV

When I first met [Y/N] about a month ago I was fascinated. Just purely fascinated. And not by her looks, but by the way she talked. I felt as if I can listen to her talk for hours. She doesn’t know it, but every time I’m stressed, sad or in creator’s block just hearing her voice makes me feel a lot better.

 And the more I got to know her, the more my fascination of her grew. Soon, I was fascinated not just by the way she talked, but by literally everything about her. The ways she thinks, the way she walks, the way she smiles crookedly, the way she covers her mouth when she laughs so she’s not too loud - everything.

 At first, I thought my fascination was normal because we’re best friends and most best friends are also fascinated by each other. Right? I kept telling myself that until one night I found myself laying awake in my bed, scribbling down lyrics. Lyrics that were about her. Songs, melodies, and music that were about her.

 I didn’t even realize I was writing them about her at first. They were just popping up in my head. But the more I thought about them, the more I thought of her.

 And I know that what I’m feeling is extremely stupid and selfish! Because we’re best friends, but she doesn’t like me like that. I know it’s so stupid, but my heart still flutters every time she accidentally touches my hand. And I know it’s selfish, but I don’t want her to go on dates. I want her to stay with me.

 I got home and sat down on my desk. I took all the songs that I have written about her and put them away. And that night I promised myself one thing. I promised myself that I’m not going to be selfish and ruin our friendship. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever. I’ll just keep my feelings hidden and they would eventually disappear. Right? Right?…

BMC Orphan AU

Heck my dudes I’m supposed to be studying rn BUT I really wanted to share with you this random lil AU @justpidgance and I came up with.

Basically, Jeremy’s parents die or leave him or something when he was very young (Like 4-5 ish). But before they go, they get him to take a Squip, in the hopes that at least somebody will be there to take care of their son.

Below the cut is a copy-paste dump of ideas we had. Enjoy!

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Can we talk about how at this exact moment the lyrics “with somebody who loves me” are said? it’s so beautiful and I love it. The song choices for karamel have been very deliberate and foreshadowing. They also give context to their emotions as kara is at an ultimate low and needs to be with her “love”. I just loved this moment and wanted to share it with my fellow shippers

can we talk about how Media is taking the form of David Bowie specifically as Ziggy Stardust in the “Life on Mars?” video? I thought they were dressed as Ziggy because it’s David’s most iconic character and that is one of his most popular songs but it’s more than that. Life on Mars? is about a girl who tries to escape the real world through media but ends up disappointed. I can’t believe I didn’t notice before, it’s perfect for the character. American Gods is a masterpiece, I hope Bryan Fuller and Michael Green win all the awards


uhm???? can we talk about how this performance is literally perfection???? i never knew my favourite oh my girl’s song had a full dance performance???

anonymous asked:

He has been posting sad selfies for a year and a half now, he has talked about his pain and insecurities, he has asked to be seen as not a toy, his aunt suggested "love me for me" as a song title for his new album, his first solo single was about holding on and the second one is about not having the strength to move on from a toxic relationship, he pointed out himself the difference between his and H' situation, he was quoted as saying BTY is about a person you can't let go even if you try...(i)

(ii) … and larries still believe in their perfect fairytale? How? They truly dehumanize him and prefer holding on to their ideal ship when we’re talking about actual individuals in real life.
They are proving how selfish they are.🌸

rent [movie] summarized
  • seasons of love: ooooh THATS what this song is from !
  • rent: apparently these ppl don't understand paying rent is part of fucking life? but okay?
  • you'll see: boi u beTrAyed Usss now we gotta pay rent, which is part of life but we don't wanna do it !1!1!
  • one song glory: Rodger just can't write one fucking song and it's pathetic
  • light my candle: k r they really talking about candles ??
  • today 4 u: angel is perfection and she is too good for this world you can't argue with me on this she's adorable and this song is adorable fight me
  • tango maureen: so joanne + mark are just like incapable of understanding maureen is an independent bisexual woman so their bitch ass complains
  • life support: u can do dis bby u got aids but u ok bby I believe in u
  • out tonight: freaking hoe anthem this is the sOng to HOE TO stRip To ThiSss
  • another day: rodger has fuckin baggage and he's fucking rude tbh
  • will i: awe bby
  • santa fe: deadbeats can dream, can't we?
  • i'll cover you: collins and angel are too good for this movie they are literally perfect they don't deserve this
  • over the moon: whAt theE aCtUAl FuCK??????111111!!!!!!
  • la vie boheme: lIt
  • i should tell you: we both got issues but let's coMbINe our issues and date cause that's just sO healthy !!
  • la vie boheme b: lIt pt.2
  • seasons of love b: it's abt to go downhill kids
  • take me or leave me: apparently strong women who are naturally flirtatious and also bisexual NEED TO be like??? super careful and always cater to their overprotective lover???? but that's none of MY business :))
  • without you: idk man this is just depressing cause mimi is messed up and rodger isn't emotionally there enough to help her.
  • i'll cover you [reprise]: anGel ANd COllINs dId nOooT deSerVe ThIs !1!!/!- THESE Sfucking IDIOTS are out Living LIDE and being fucKin duMbassEs and aNGel, toO pure fOr tHis World, dIes iM fucKing dOne tHis is FuckEd UPPP
  • halloween: this is p sad i mean he's realizing things and it's almost been a year wow ??
  • goodbye love: i don't even know it's like they all hate themselves and everyone else they are all so fucked up I'm
  • what you own: this song is such a waste of time like rodger goes to santa fe then comes back all in one song it was such a waste I don't understand
  • finale a: mimi is dying whoops
  • your eyes: i finally did a thing but ur dying lol whOOps
  • finale b: aw jk I'm here for now but I'm lowkey abt to die ahaA we good fam we good
  • love heals: this whole fuckin musical is messed up but it's amazing bye

Y'all don’t even know how long this took me to write. I started it before even starting Ravi’s chapters.

I usually don’t write stuff like this. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to write smut tho..

I hope this chapter is okay. Whenever I read it over it just seems like its awkward as hell 🙈🙈🙈🙈 So I apologize in advance for this chapter!


You had come to realize that relaxing was now difficult. Currently sprawled across your bed, you stared at the ceiling. A couple weeks had passed and you were still waiting for shit to hit the fan. As much as Taekwoon tried to reassure you that the danger had passed, you couldn’t get your body to accept it. You found yourself listening to the smallest sounds around you. Walking to and from the company became stressful. The only time you were at ease was when you were in Taekwoon’s arms or if he was near. Unfortunately, he was next door filming something for the V app. 

The main problem being that you felt that you shouldn’t have to rely on anyone to feel safe. You didn’t want Taekwoon to have that type of burden. You had considered finding a new hobby. Something like Hakyeon’s candle making. Of course, you could always annoy the boys with English lessons. Even though your official job was to be their handler, you still wanted to help them out with other things.

You had already run through social media looking for distractions. With the boys several months away from comebacks, the days were filled with practices, musicals, and variety shows.

Taekwoon had asked for you to wait for him in you room because he wanted to talk to you about something. Your mind wandered to the conversations you both had before the kidnapping. Talks of making you his official ‘mate’. You were anticipating it and ready but, you didn’t have the courage to bring it up. You wondered if thats what he wanted to talk about. You suspected that Taekwoon was being his usual gentleman self and waiting for you. He hadn’t really touched you since the kidnapping. He was usually clinging to you but you assumed he was giving you time. It was only a couple of days ago that he was holding you and kissing you like he used to.

It had taken a few nights for you to be able to sleep well. Whenever you closed your eyes you would see HaeJeong’s face looming over you, tearing at your clothes. Finally, with Taekwoon’s help, the snake had once again faded from your dreams. And you were certainly not going to complain about that.

After another twenty minutes of waiting, you finally found yourself drifting off. The warmth that Taekwoon’s sweater provided was comforting and you didn’t want to move. Poor guy would probably have to get more sweaters soon as you refused to return them.

You had no idea how long you were out when you felt a soft pressure on your lips. After a moment, the softness traveled and was now gliding across the skin of your cheek and down your neck, nipping occasionally. You could smell the familiar scent of coffee and soap that was entirely Taekwoon and you smiled. Tingles radiated throughout your body. A hand ghosted along the side of your thigh and smoothed over your hip to settle on your stomach under the hem of the sweater. Goosebumps rose on your legs and arms when his hand squeezed at your skin gently. A contented sigh found its way up your throat and out of your lips. Taekwoon hummed into your skin in response. His body was now fully laid over yours. He held his upper body away from yours with his elbows so he wouldn’t crush you.

Well. You were awake now.

“Can you wake me up like this all the time?” Your question earned a chuckle from him.

“You looked so innocent just laying here, sleeping peacefully, so naturally I had to take my chance to try and ruin you.” You opened your eyes as he raised his head to look at you.

“So the panther decided to devour its prey?” He smiled devishly and raked his eyes over you.

“Hmm. My prey was so delicious looking, I couldn’t resist.” He completed the sentence by lowering his head and bit your shoulder gently. You laughed at his playfulness.

“I’m glad you stopped resisting. I was getting worried there for a while.” He looked at you thoughtfully with a hint of guilt in his emerald eyes.

“I’m sorry. I just didn’t want you to feel awkward or scared. I can’t even imagine what you had to go through there. And the thought of him touching you–” He lowered his head and placed it at the crook of your neck. Your hand came up to thread into his hair at the back of his head.

“I probably would have if it wasn’t for you. If you weren’t next to me, I would still be a mess.”

“But if you had decided not to be our handler then you wouldn’t have been in that situation.” His voice was slightly muffled as his head was still buried in your neck. You both had not fully talked about this part of your relationship yet and you suspected that he was nervous about it. Especially considering that he was hiding right now.

“It would have happened eventually, I’m sure. I am safe because I am with you. Even though it was a shitty situation, I wouldn’t trade it for being able to know you.”

He was silent for a moment but you could feel his smile against your skin. His soft lips were causing tremors in your stomach.

He finally raised his head to look at you.

“Go somewhere with me?”


“I’m going to see my parents soon. Go with me.”

You went completely still. A cold sweat formed on the back of your neck. Was he serious?

“Y-your p-parents?” He laughed at your obvious panic.

“Yes, my parents. I have about three days off after I finish recording a couple of songs for a drama soundtrack. We can go down and see my parents and then spend a couple of nights at the hanok that my grandparents used to live in. It would be perfect. It would be just the two of us there. No distractions and no people.”

Ah. You realized now what he was actually talking about. Yes, his parents would be part of the trip but the rest of it would consist of just the two of you–most likely in a bed. You decided that remaining ignorant of that fact would suit your nerves better.

“Have you told your parents about me?”

“Of course. They really want to meet you.”

“But they’re okay with me being….who I am?” You played with the neck of his shirt and refused to look anywhere else. Various korean drama scenarios ran through your head.

“Who you are? You mean that you’re an American or a handler?” He tucked a stray hair behind your ear and slid his thumb back and forth across your cheek.

“No…human.” You had thought about it before. You never had the courage to ask Taekwoon about it before but it worried you.

“My parents simply want someone that makes me happy. YOU make me happy. If I want you then that’s all they care about. And I do want you.”

Your cheeks lit on fire at his words and the double meaning that they held.

“So, what do you say?”

“Um…” Your nerves suddenly got the better of you. You wanted Taekwoon, too, of course. But would it be okay meeting his parents? That was a huge step. Of course, what came after when you two would be alone was a big step as well. But this was his PARENTS! What if they didn’t like you? What if they asked about your family background or would prefer that you had a better job? Would they–

Your train of thought was cut off by Taekwoon latching onto your neck. Placing kisses along your jaw until he reached your ear. He flicked his tongue over the lobe before pulling on it with his teeth. The action sent fire to your belly. You closed your eyes and reveled in the feeling. One hand threaded through your hair until it cupped the back of your head. He used the same hand to angle your head in order to gain better access to your neck. You giggled a bit when he pulled your skin into his mouth, securing a bright mark there. You knew exactly what he was doing. He knew how to make you give in.

“Are you trying to seduce me?” He ceased your giggles by covering your mouth with his. His lips moved slowly over yours. Sliding his tongue along your bottom lip, you opened your mouth to grant access. You felt his hand travel upwards until his thumb reached the bottom curve of your bra. You stilled, anticipating what he would do next. When you made no move to protest he moved his hand higher until it completely covered the material over your breast. You gasped at the feeling and he took advantage to deepen the kiss even further. Your toes were curling and you were certain he didn’t need superhuman abilities to hear your heartbeat right now. Half from pleasure, half from sheer nervousness. He stopped kissing you for a moment and looked at you.

“Is it working?” He grinned at you, slightly out of breath from the kiss.


He kissed you again as he rolled his hips into yours. Okay, that was new. Your hand latched onto his bicep as you processed the feeling that coursed through your body. He smiled into the kiss, knowing he had you. He usually kept his lower half still when you both were close. You assumed it was because of his gentleman ways again. He would always say that he didn’t want you to be uncomfortable. Although, on several occasions, including this one, it was hard to miss his arousal. You never called attention to it, however. Partly because you were too shy and partly because you thought he might be embarrassed. 

He pulled your hand from his arm and pinned it next to your head. His other hand traveled slowly from your breast to your back. But, as soon as he reached the clasp of your bra, the doorbell sounded. Taekwoon froze. The hand on your wrist tightened slightly but it wasn’t painful. His lips detached from yours and he moved his head until his cheek rested next to yours. A low, menacing growl rose from his chest. You were confused with his sudden change. This wasn’t the usual playful growl he’d give you occasionally. It wasn’t even the one he used when he was frustrated with the other members. This was territorial, threatening. You suddenly realized that he made no effort to remove himself from you. He was completely surrounding you.

The doorbell rang again resulting in another growl from Taekwoon. He was in attack mode. Who was on the other side of the door that would make him act like that?

“Taekwoon?” You raised your free hand to smooth it down the back of his head. “Its okay. Its probably just one of the other members. I can go answer it really quick and come back.”

You started to move from beneath him but he sank his body further on top of you. You were rendered immobile. What on earth would make him act like that? You had to admit that it was a bit unnerving. And you didn’t know how to fix it.

“Taekwoon, look at me. What’s wrong?”

When he raised his head to look at you, his eyes pure fire. At least they weren’t black but something was definitely upsetting him. His breathing was shallow and his body was rigid, as if he were preparing for an attack.

“Breath, Taekwoon. I’m not going anywhere, okay? Whoever is at the door will go away soon. So I’ll stay right here, alright?” He nodded just a bit and buried his head in your neck again. He released his hold on your wrist so you wrapped your arms around his torso. He copied your action and held you as close as he could. He twitched and his chest rumbled again when the person knocked on the door and called out that he had a delivery. Soon after, Taekwoon began to relax indicating that the man must have left. His body went lax and simply draped over you. A full minute later, he took a deep breath and looked at you. The red irises were gone, replaced with the usual green. Guilt riddled his face.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. Did I hurt you?” He dragged himself off your body, the loss of body heat making you instantly cold. He sat beside you as you rose to a sitting position. He gently took your wrist in his hand, examining it carefully, searching for injuries.

“I’m okay. You didn’t hurt me at all.” You tried to make eye contact but he kept his head down. When he was satisfied that you were free from injury he took another deep breath.

“I scared you, didn’t I?” Your heart broke for him. He looked so guilty for something he thought he might have done. You cupped his cheeks in your hands and forced him to look at you.

“I am never scared of you, Jung Taekwoon. Ever. Got it?” He smiled ruefully. “The only thing that concerned me was who or what was outside that door making you react that way. Any notion of being afraid of you never even crossed my mind. Not for one second. Understand?”

He nodded and placed a kiss in one of your palms.

“It was another panther. The delivery guy was a panther hybrid.”

“Do panthers not get along with one another?” You considered that it might be a territory thing.

“Not when one of them is with their mate.”

Your eyes widened and you muttered a soft “oh”.

“And especially not when one of them is trying to get to second base with their mate.”

Your mouth fell open at his blunt comment.

“Its a hybrid thing. We’re hard-wired to protect our own. But because of…what we were doing, my hybrid brain and body considers you vulnerable and could be taken. Instinct takes over and I automatically go into protective mode.”

“Oh, well. That makes sense, I guess.”

“That’s also another reason I want you to go with me to my grandparents’ hanok. Its secluded and there’s no chance for things like that to happen.” He paused and leaned in closer until his lips settled next to your ear. “Plus, I can make you scream as loud as I want and no one can hear you.”

Your eyes almost fell out of your face and your cheeks were tomatoes. Too embarrassed to stay there a second longer, you fled the bedroom. You could hear Taekwoon laughing behind you. You hurried to the front door, opened it, and picked up the package laying on the floor.

“Funny, they usually take it down to the security desk if no one answers the door.”

“He knew we were in here. He finally realized right before he knocked on the door. At least he had the sense to leave.”

“What would have happened if he hadn’t?” You asked, curiosity getting the better of you.

“He probably would have limped away.” You gaped at him. Then he smiled and winked at you. “Its pretty much understood between same species that the other party backs off willingly. Mainly because bad things have happened in the past because of it and people have been hurt.”

You nodded in understanding and walked over to the couch with your package.  

“Who is it from?”

“My mother. I talked with her on the phone right before the whole thing with HaeJeong happened. I had mentioned missing certain things from America and she said she’d send me some stuff.”

“Did you tell her about me?” He sat on the couch, with the box in between you both.

“I did that a long time ago. She knows who you are and who VIXX are.”

“Yeah, but does she know we’re together.”

“I told her when I spoke with her last. She was very happy that I was spending my time with something other than work and school. She thinks you’re 'just the cutest thing ever’. I basically tell her everything.”


You nodded as you pulled the packing tape off the box, excited to see what your mom had sent you.

When you opened the flaps of the box, all color fell from your face as you spotted a large box of condoms that sat on top of several snacks and candies. You quickly closed the box and fell on top of it, groaning. You were going to kill your Mom.

You could hear Taekwoon chuckling. “Apparently you DO tell her everything." 

Your head snapped up in horror. "I didn’t tell her about that!”

“Well, at any rate. It saves me a trip to the store. Well, maybe not. One box might not be enough.”

“Jung Taekwoon!”

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Now I’m not sure what to make of the scenes given. The possibilities are endless but Tristan kissing Miles almost as if he’s crying. Could they be breaking up? I don’t know. I’m still doubtful I think that the Degrassi writers will fuck with me.


My theory is that the Miles and Tristan scene is after the scene where Tristan says “If I gave up every time I failed, I wouldn’t even be walking”. Now, I think Maya visits Tristan at the hospital. She comes to him for advice, I guess. They’ve both dealt with their fair share of trauma in season 3. Anyways, Maya visits Tristan and she sees him taking a rest after therapy (which can be tiring). She has a conversation with Tristan about how he has been dealing. And Tristan tells her that it gets hard. And Maya also explains how dealing with her depression is a huge struggle and Tristan gets it. Because he too is struggling. And the two talk and talk about everything and Maya is about to leave when Tristan says “if I gave up every time I failed…..”. Maya smiles and leaves knowing that she can’t give up. And that her depression doesn’t make who she is.

Tristan and Miles at Miles’ house could be Miles picking him up from the hospital or Tristan took the bus (idrc) anyways they have a talk about how everything is going. Miles is reading his essay for a college application. Now at first I would assume that it was a proposal but it couldn’t be. I mean, they had to have kissed for something. Which I think would be Miles comforting Tristan about how things would be different after high school and maybe Miles’ is assuring Tristan that he will always love him and matter what. And that he isn’t the best at planning and that he isn’t going anywhere. Tristan may also bring up about how biphobic he was to Miles and that he never meant to hurt Miles. And Miles understands. I mean, Miles has made him feel Inferior too. (I’m reaching idc) and Tristan’s kissing Miles’ almost as if he’s about to cry or in pain.

Let us not forgot the photos we received when Sara and Ana gave a tour of Degrassi’s set. Remember, everyone was at Miles’ house using fancy clothes. One of them was when Zoe and Rasha were together along with Esme and Maya. And another when Zoe and Miles’ both using white. Now I think the one where everyone is using formal clothing could be an event that Miles’ dad could be holding for Miles or as mayor. Idk. But where Zoe and Miles’ are wearing white and mostly everyone is in white could a promposal. Like we all know Triles goes to prom together. But I know that there has to be a way Miles’ asks. Anyways I assume that it’s a promposal and that he does this promposal in front of the whole senior class.

Tristan says yes and Triles go to prom
Together. They have their slow dance and then surprisingly Tristan has been thinking about breaking up with Miles because he feels that he needs to better himself and grow more. He also is still recovering a bit and he doesn’t want to keep Miles from his future. So Tristan maybe wanted to have a talk with Miles about the two’s relationship when Miles pops the question. They are slowly dancing…

“Miles…we need to talk about something,” Tristan slowly pulls away and Miles reaches into his pockets and his hands are sweaty. Zoe and Winston appear with their phones out. Tristan’s eyes widens as he sees his boyfriend kneel down. He pops the question. His eyes are teary. His hands are shaky. Miles is nervous.

“Tris… you mean so much to me. And I know you think…I know you have doubts. And I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again…I wanna be with you. For as long as I can. Because life is short. And I almost lost you. And I don’t think I can deal with losing you again.”

And Tristan’s probably gonna cry like a little baby and say yes. And then they slow dance some more.

Then we end with the graduation scene. Miles’ is going to Columbia University just like Claire. And Tristan is gonna see his fiancé every weekend and everything will be perfect.

I’ve also had this idea where it will end with Maya saying “you know Drakes song, starting from the bottom, now we’re here? Well he wasn’t just talking about the cutthroat music industry. He was talking about real life too.”

Then it ends with everyone in a circle singing “the blue and gold the brave and bold, so many stories to be told. Of battles fought and victories won….”

Degrassi is my home…

And this is the part where I cry myself to sleep because I’m unrealistic I’m reaching and idk I love Triles they deserve happiness I want them to be happy they need to be happy.

Feels Like Home [Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader]

Summary: Lin finished a song he tried to put together for a long time and he’s just so excited about it, he wakes you up.

Warnings: None. Just a lot of fluffly fluff.

Word count: 879

A/N: It felt wrong to not write the sequel to Jersey, so here we are! It’s really small, but I like how this turned out. If you aven’t read the first part, you can find the link below! Hope you like it <3

part 1 | masterlist | askbox

You and Lin have been talking for days now. 

When you had a writer’s block, you knocked on his door and he’d be ready with a mug of coffee and you’d end up talking to him for hours about everything and anything; when he was stuck with lyrics or needed a opinion on a song, you would hear your doorbell ring and a really stressed or excited Lin would rush into your place. No need to say the loud music didn’t bothered you anymore, it was comforting knowing he was just a few steps away. 

“It’s done.” You still weren’t fully awake. The clock on your kitchen said it was 4:50 a.m. when you heard the doorbell ring, and you for sure knew it had to be Lin. You wasn’t wrong. “The song is done!”

“What? Lin what are you-”

“Wait for It, [Y/N]. I finished it… I think.” You were totally awake now. ‘Wait for It’ was the song Lin was struggling with for days. He wrote a few parts way before the night you first met him, but he never found time to put them together until now. 

“Are you serious? Oh my god!” You squealed and wrapped your arms around his neck automatically, catching him by surprise. Took one or two seconds before he wrapped his arms around your waist as well. 

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Can we talk about how perfect Dust and Ashes is?

 You know there are those songs that are SO GOOD but they’re not that long and you just wish they’d go on for another minute or two, Dust and Ashes is that song EXCEPT it does keep going. It’s six beautiful minutes of exactly what you want. When it’s over you feel SO SATISFIED. It’s such a pivotal moment for Pierre and BOY DID DAVE MALLOY DELIVER. Not only did you watch/listen to Pierre go on that journey YOU TOOK THAT JOURNEY WITH HIM. 

And yeah just basically Dave Malloy deserved a Tony for Dust and Ashes on its own.