i was listening to this song and i thought of them

Mess Up

RequestHow about something like when Shawn messes up a bit during a concert (its not anything MAJOR but yeah) but then he’s all bummed about it and he just feels terrible and then the reader comforts him as he cries and feels low like a loser and then cheers him up?

Word Count: 896

The arena was filled with thousands of teenage girls, all screaming and jumping to the beat of the pounding music. The multi-colored lights flashed from different directions lighting up the dark room. There was so much happening in the packed arena but even from the sound pit in the back all you could focus on was your boyfriend, Shawn.

On the big screens you could see his face glimmering in a light sheen of sweat, his curls flopping as he bopped his head along with the music, and the smile plastered on his face. Seeing him so happy and energetic made an unconscious smile rise on your face as you watched him give his all to the audience.

It was only a few minutes later that your smile quickly faded when you noticed something was wrong. You opened your mouth, singing the next lyrics, but noticed Shawn’s voice was not accompanying you. You looked to Shawn who stood at the mic, his mouth remaining closed and his head shaking at the ground.

The lack of Shawn’s voice was barely noticeable, easily being covered up by the fans screaming, but you still noticed. You noticed the way his hands started to tremble with nervousness, the way his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, and how he started chewing on his lip, hoping the lyrics would come back to him.

It didn’t take long for the lyrics to make their way back to Shawn as he quickly picked back up with the music, but you could see the frustration etched in his face. You could tell he was angry at himself, something that always happened when he messed up on stage. You knew none of the fans noticed as their loud singing never stopped, but that didn’t matter to Shawn. You knew he always thought he should be flawless on stage.

It was growing near the end of the concert, so you made your way backstage, knowing you should be there when Shawn gets off stage. The ending notes of the show echoed backstage and from the side, you could see Shawn wave to the fans before he exited. As he made his way off the stage, you saw his lips pursed in a thin line and his jaw clenched, giving you the first signs of his frustration. He thrusted his guitar into the hands of someone from the stage crew, not giving them a second look before he rushed over to you.

You barely got a word out before you were taken into Shawn’s arms and crushed against his chest. His face was buried into your neck allowing you to feel his sweaty curls brush against your cheek. You gently placed your hand in his hair, brushing through it softly as your hand made its way to his back.

“I fucked up,” you heard him mumble into your neck. You felt your stomach drop from the sound of his disappointed voice.

“You didn’t fuck up. Let’s just head back to the bus, yeah?” You whispered to him before placing a gentle kiss on the side of his head. He nodded slowly to your suggestion as he stood up. He looked down at you, allowing you to see the sadness in his features, something that always made your heart drop.

You made it onto the bus and crawled into his bunk. Your two bodies squeezed together allowing Shawn to curl up against you with his head in your neck like before.

“I fucked up,” He said again, this time his voice more quiet and broken.

“You didn’t fuck up, babe,” You whispered to him. Your hand resumed brushing through his hair as an attempt to calm him down.

“I did. I forgot the lyrics. I’ve sang that song thousands of times and I still forgot the lyrics,” he mumbled into your neck.

“You’re not going to be perfect every time Sh-” You started, but were quickly interrupted by Shawn’s lifting his head to look at you and his angry voice cutting through the thick air.

“I need to be. Fans expect a perfect show from me and I can’t even give them that,” His voice was deep and laced with frustration as his dark eyes looked at you.

“Shawn, listen to me. Fans don’t expect anything perfect from you. They just want to see you. They know you’re human and you’re going to make mistakes. They don’t expect you not to. They come to see you, the real you. Not robot Shawn who makes no mistakes,” You attempt to comfort him. You see his features soften at your words. He waits a couple minutes before laying his head back on you and grabbing your hand in his.

“You’re right. It’s just frustrating,” He whispers.

“I know it is. But everyone still loves you and supports you. You don’t have to be so hard on yourself,” You say and Shawn nods at your words.

“I love you,” Shawn’s words were barely audible but still rang in your ears, making a smile grow on your cheeks.

“I love you, too. Even when you do mess up,” you say, giving him a soft kiss on the top of his head.

“Can you just like, hold me?” Shawn shyly asks, his hand snaking around your waist to pull you closer.

“Yeah, I can do that,” You responded, the smile never leaving your face.

BTS Reaction to: Meeting their celebrity crush at an award show

Anon asked: “Hello!! I love your page❤️ Can you please do a bts reaction when you’re their celebrity crush and they see you at an award show?”   

Author’s note: Thank you! This is gonna be fluffy. Gifs aren’t mine.x 

He was pretty nervous to be going to this award show abroad. They hadn’t been to that many award shows outside of Asia and since English wasn’t his first language it made him a bit nervous. Once he heard that you were coming he only got more nervous than he already was. Ever since your first song he was a massive fan. He always watched your music videos, interviews and the videos you posted on social media and YouTube. When he saw you were sitting next to him his breath hitched in his throat and he nervously fumbled with the hem of his shirt. This was his chance to finally talk to you. If he was gonna do it he had to do it now. So he took a deep breath before saying, 

“Euhm Hello.” 


Originally posted by bwiseoks

Seokjin tried to be as confident as possible but you simply made him nervous. He really liked you and wanted to make a good first impression. Once you noticed how nervous he was you started to smile and gently took his trembling hands in yours.  

“Seokjin, I’m honored to meet you. It’s okay to be nervous because I am too.” 

“Really? You’re nervous to meet me?” 

“Yes! Because you’re an amazing artist and I really like you.” 

After that Seokjin’s confidence came back and he even started flirting with you. Obviously cracking some dad jokes too to try to win you over. Which worked because at the end of the evening you two exchanged phone numbers and kept texting for the rest of the night. 


Originally posted by jimiyoong

Just like Seokjin he’d be nervous but he played it cool. He gathered his courage to talk to you and when he saw your sweet smile he felt all his nerves vanish into thin air. 

“Hey I’m Yoongi.” 

He reached his hand out for you to shake, which you happily did. Flashing him a bright smile as you introduced yourself. 

“I know. I’m Y/N. I’m a big fan of you Yoongi.” 

Yoongi’s eyes widened at your words as a gummy smile spread across his face. You two spend the entire show talking about your interests and your music together. Finding out that you had a lot more in common than you both initially thought. 


Originally posted by jaayhope

Hoseok was really excited but also extremely nervous. He couldn’t believe he was about to see you let alone meet you! Once he found out you were sitting next to him he totally freaked out internally but tried to keep his cool on the outside. When he introduced himself to you he couldn’t help but smile brightly. He literally resembled the sun, that’s how bright his smile was. You felt your heart melt at the sight and gently shook his hand. 

“Hi Hoseok, nice to meet you. I really love your music.” 

“Really? I really love your music too!” 

You two smiled brightly at each other as you talked a bit, talking about shared interests during the breaks of the show. Hoseok definitely wanted to keep talking to you so he skipped the after party just to be able to keep talking to you. 


Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Namjoon was used to feeling nervous and knew how to handle the situation. But when he was face to face with you everything he knew seemed to have vanished. He tried to keep his cool but failed miserably. When he saw you smiling at him he felt his heart starting to beat faster. He let out a nervous laugh as he made some small talk with you.  

“So I’ve heard that you’re working on your new album.” 

“Yes! It takes a lot of time but I really do believe that this will be my best album yet.” 

“That’s great! Maybe we can collab someday?” 

You stared at him with wide eyes as you nodded your head eagerly. “Yes that sounds amazing! I’d love to do a collab with you!” 

So the two of you spend the night discussing ideas for your collaboration while you watched the award show. 


Originally posted by bangtanofarmys

Jimin blushed furiously when he saw you smiling at him. He tried to be smug but obviously failed miserably. Jimin thought he was embarrassing himself but you just thought he was absolutely adorable. So you tried to make him feel a little less nervous by flashing him a charming smile. 

“You’re a great artist Jimin. I really love listening to you.” 

Well if he wasn’t blushing before he definitely was now. Your words really meant a lot to him and he simply couldn’t believe that he was actually talking to you. 

“Really? Wow thank you so much! I really love listening to you too Y/N. You’re really pretty.” 

Now it was your turn to blush. This was how you and Jimin spend your time together. Giving each other compliments as you both blushed furiously.


Originally posted by bwichim

Taehyung would be smiling uncontrollably as he was talking to you. He really liked the sound of your voice and how your eyes sparkled when you spoke about the things you love. You were smiling just as brightly. You had liked Taehyung for a while now and still couldn’t believe that he was literally in front of you. Taehyung had the same and couldn’t believe that he was finally talking to you. The members wouldn’t stop making fun of him for having a crush on you but now he was the one talking to you as he felt their eyes boring through his head. 

“So you actually write your own songs too? That’s amazing Y/N.” 

“Thank you! I really think you’ve a beautiful voice Taehyung.” 

Just like Jimin he turned into a blushing mess after your compliment. He even hid his face behind his hands as he tried to calm down. You chuckled at his adorable behavior, feeling glad that you weren’t the only one who was nervous and a bit shy. 


Originally posted by dailyjeons

Just like Taehyung Jungkook got made fun off by his hyungs a lot. They always teased him whenever he was watching one of your new interviews but now he was the one talking to you and not them. Obviously you talked to the other members as well but Jungkook was sitting next to you, so you talked to him most. Jungkook was very happy with this as he finally had the chance to ask you some things he always wanted to know about you. Like how you came up with lyrics for your songs. When you realized that you wanted to be a singer and what your favorite color was. You smiled at the last question as you told him your favorite color. It was obvious that Jungkook was nervous but so were you. 

“How do you come up with lyrics for your songs?” 

“Euhm, from personal experiences really.” 

“That’s pretty awesome.” “You know what else is pretty awesome?” 

“No?” “Your voice. It’s beautiful.” 

Jungkook turned into a shy little ball of fluff after hearing your words, making you and the other members laugh. He really was too cute for words and he found himself liking you a lot. That’s why the two of you kept talking for the rest of the show and even agreed to meet up later that week. 

That Boy is Mine

Anon asked:

“YES! I’m the anon that said I couldn’t wait for it to be open. So I was listening to a 90’s song (the boy is mine) and an idea popped in my head what if there was ( Namjoon or Tae or Jungkook: I love all of them but I feel like Tae, Jungkook, or Joonie would fit this perfectly. ) but like a high school au or college au Y/N and another girl fight over the member, The member is a player but can’t decide between the girls. You know like the song, and so the they try to prove who he belongs to.”

AHHH! Sorry this took so so so long! I have exams and things to prepare for when I don’t have internet and gahhh! I might have changed it up just a little, but yeah.. I hope this is mostly what you wanted. I’ve never done this kind of thing before, hehehe. So so.. chick-flicky, so I found it slightly challenging. And I watched the video like wtf the girls are so pretty like get ur head out of the clouds the guy you like is pulling DUCK FACES to the damn camera??????

Pairing: Kim Namjoon x reader

Genre: fluff, humor, highschool au!


Originally posted by bangthebae

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Give You Hell

Pairing: Reddie (Main), Stenbrough (Side), Benverly (Side)

Warning: a little angsty, some inernalized homophobia, some fluff? I don’t know yet. 

Summary: When Richie Tozier moves into the apartment across from Eddie’s, they nearly start a war. Richie keeps Eddie up at night and Eddie keeps Richie up in the morning. If only they got to know each other, they’d realize they’re actually not that different.

Inspired by the song Give you Hell by the All-American Rejects

Taglist: @princesschelliebelle 

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Deck the Halls- Harrison Osterfield

Authors notes: OH BOY has it been a while since I’ve posted a piece of writing wow! Is it too early for Christmas fics?!? I hope not bc I’m feeling festive. I kinda came up with this while I was decorating my house with my family and now here we are. Like I said its been some time since I’ve written so I’m sorry if this is trash, but I’m always open to some constructive criticism! I hope all you lovelies enjoy! 

Word Count: 1557 (oops)

Warnings: pure fluff dw

Originally posted by fluorize

You loved winter. The cold weather called for days inside cuddled under a blanket with hot chocolate, reading a book or watching your favourite movie. Your boyfriend Harrison also loved winter, but he’d rather spend it another way. He’d drag you out from under the blankets on the day of the first snowfall to catch snowflakes on your tongues and attempt to make snowmen with the little snow that fell. Although your feelings towards how you wanted to spend winter were different, you could both agree that the best part of the season was Christmas.

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The Dancer

A/n: I don’t pick favorites. But of everything I’ve ever written, this is my favorite. I figure its a decent starting point. 

“You’re late.” I hear the voice of Sarah, the part-time receptionist, call from over the counter.

“I know, I know. It’s the damn rush-hour traffic.” I huff, out of breath, as I enter the dance studio. Sarah turns her chair as I whiz past her desk and into the instructor’s lounge behind it. “And I didn’t wake up until 8:30, and my cat shat in my- never mind. It’s just been a really stressful morning.” I sigh, glancing back at her as I set my bag, keys, and coffee in my cubby. I remove the sun glasses from my head and place them on top of every thing before gabbing my water bottle and tucking it under my arm. “Is he here?”

“Mhm.” She hums looking at me over the top rim of her glasses. She lifts her arm and glances at her watch before continuing. “I’d say he got here … twenty minutes ago?”

Shit!” I exclaim, running a frantic hand through my hair. You can’t just keep someone like that waiting. What if he complains? I just started this job, I cannot lose it. I scan my mind for ways to make up lost time. “Okay- uh- do me a favor, call Jenn and tell her I’m moving her to 3 and then push Gabby back fifteen minutes.”

“You got it.” Sarah says, already reaching for her phone I rush past her desk towards the hall.

“You’re a lifesaver!” I call over my shoulder.

She responds with a hum as I reach for the handle of my classroom. I take a deep breath before pulling the door, unsure of what to expect. My panic was quickly soothed by the sight of the six-foot-something, fluffy haired boy struggling to walk himself through what was the simplest step of his entire routine in the center of the dance floor. He doesn’t notice me at first, but the sound of the door closing behind me gets his attention. He jumps, looking over at me with red cheeks, before letting out an embarrassed chuckle. “Hi.” He laughs.

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I need a girl

I need a girl who is down for me taking photos of them unexpectedly

I need a girl who is down for going on adventures

I need a girl who is down for taking a trip with me to the highest Hill just to stare gaze

I need a girl who is down for my weird and wonderful late night thoughts

I need a girl who is down for watching horror films

I need a girl who isn’t afraid to let her hair down and have fun

I need a girl who will be down for strolls along the beach early in the morning

I need a girl who is down for me making breakfast in my underwear

I need a girl who is down for make out sessions in the middle of the day

I need a girl who won’t be bothered by my hands slipping underneath her shirt

I need a girl who is down for listening to my songs and letters

I need a girl who will be straight up with me about any problems

I need a girl who won’t be mad if I drag them to 5 different bookstores just to find the perfect book

I need a girl who is planning on staying permanently not temporarily

I need a girl who is down for late night movie marathons and snacks

I need a girl who enjoys having my arms around them no matter what time of day it is

I need a girl who isn’t afraid to show me of

I need a girl who is down for my weird dress sense

I need a girl who is down for listening to my collection of vinyls

I need a girl who up for late night trips to McDonald’s

I need a girl Is down for my soppy love letters

I need a girl who loves me for me

I need a girl..

Written by leona

taylor swift invites me to her Reputation Secret Session listening party. i know that this means taylor’s read my blog, and she must know i’m not super happy with this album cycle. so i’m on my best behaviour, trying hard to be nice and not kill the joy of the fourteen-year-olds around me. we all sit down on her living room floor and chat for a while. it’s nice. taylor swift is nice. i’m starting to feel more relaxed, but i’m definitely still trying to keep the peace though. i tell her that fearless was a formative album for me and she thanks me and says it was so sweet of me to say that. taylor swift announces that she made snickerdoodles and she has to go pop them out of the oven. the fourteen-year-olds cheer, and as taylor walks away, they begin to talk amongst themselves. i happen to look up. the kitchen door is slightly ajar and taylor swift is staring at me through the thin crack, her eyes twin coals of searing, black hatred. i gasp a little. the fourteen-year-olds ask me what’s wrong. i say that nothing is wrong. taylor swift comes toward us with a tray of piping hot snickerdoodles and invites us all to take one. i decline and tell her i just ate. she insists that i take one. i tell her that i’m sorry but i’m really full and they smell delicious. she forcibly places a snickerdoodle in my hand. she tells me to eat it. there is no way i am going to eat this snickerdoodle because i am genuinely afraid that taylor swift will kill me. i am seriously afraid that taylor swift has put poison in this snickerdoodle and is trying to kill me. one of the fourteen-year-olds asks if the cookies are gluten-free. taylor swift’s mother andrea swift calls out from the kitchen to say that the cookies do, in fact, contain gluten. i loudly announce that i have celiac disease and then i toss the cookie into a nearby artisanal woven wastebasket while loudly announcing that nobody wants a cookie that has my germs all over it. taylor smiles at me. she says nothing. the fourteen-year-olds demand to finally hear Reputation and she presses play and the living room’s surround sound system begins to play the album. i am sweating. the fourteen-year-olds are having fun. we get to the part where she says “island breeze” in a caribbean accent. i visibly wince. taylor swift affects a friendly voice and asks me if i like the song. i tell her that i do. i announce that i have to go to the washroom. my thought is that i can walk down the main hallway and escape through the front door. taylor stands up and says she’ll walk me to the washroom. i say that it’s fine actually and i can hold my pee. taylor swift says that’s silly. she tugs at my arm until i stand up and then she very lightly holds my arm and guides me down the hallway, out of the view of the fourteen-year-olds. i am very scared. we reach the bathroom. taylor swift releases her hold on my arm. she looks very intently at my t-shirt. it’s an animal collective 2017 tour t-shirt. i got it when i went to an animal collective concert back in may. “i see you like animal collective,” she says. “please don’t kill me, taylor swift,” i reply. “there was VX nerve agent in that snickerdoodle,” taylor swift says. “oh my god,” i say, and i say, “taylor, please, i know i said the singles were bad, but that was only because i believe so much in your potential.” taylor swift levels her eyes at me. kubrick stare. “you’re seriously going to stand there,” she says, “wearing a t-shirt plastered with the cover art for painting with, and you’re going to tell me that my album is bad.” i am crying now. “floridada is a really fun song,” i whisper, through phlegm and tears. taylor swift’s eyes roll back into her head and an ancient voice echoes forth from her throat, intoning in latin: “Vos ipsi deceperunt me, quia novissima hora est.” somehow i die just from that.

little reputation things™
  • *ahem*
  • i i i i  see how this is gon go
  • “but if i’m a thief then he can join the heist”
  • baby let the games begin! let the games begin! ahAH AHHHHHHHH
  • ahHHH and ya heard about me”
  • ed sheeran rapping on a taylor swift song
  • “i swear i don’t love the drama IT LOVES ME”
  • ed in the background of the last chorus: “be yoUR A TEAM NOW”
  • the string plucky things in the beginning of i did something bad
  • “if a man talks shit then i owe him nothing”
  • “and i’d do it over and over and over again if iiiii could”
  • “they’re burning all the witches even if you aren’t one”
  • taylor apparently wanting to be set on fire
  • ((agreed))
  • the harmonies on this album filling my entire soul
  • “oHHH LORD SAVE ME MY DRUG IS MY BABY I’LL BE USING FOR THE REST OF MY LIIIIIIIIFE” aka the only prayer i’ll ever say again
  • i get so high OH… trip of my life OH
  • the way she sings “using for the rest of my life oHH OH OH OHHH” after the bridge damn son
  • “my reputation’s never been worse so he must like me for me”
  • taylor finally discovering alcohol
  • the way she says “coz i know that it’s delicate” so…. delicately
  • how delicate feels like a rain shower in a desert
  • :) i :) don’t :) like :) your :) little :) games :)
  • OH look what you made me do
  • “i don’t like your kingdom keys, they once belonged to me”
  • “i’m sorry the old taylor can’t come to the phone right now. why? oh! BECAUSE SHE’S DEAD” is singlehandedly the most iconic thing i have ever and will ever hear.
  • so it goes being chill and then the chORUS AND ALL THE PIECES FALL!!! RIGHT INTO PLACE!!!
  • ;) scratches ;) down ;) your ;) back ;) now ;)
  • o n e  t w o  t h r e e
  • how getaway car is the only song i ever want to hear ever again
  • think about the place where you first met me
  • “there were sirens in the beat of your heart”
  • the way she says getaway
  • the chorus of this song feeling like driving down a highway with the windows rolled down in the middle of the night
  • GO! GO! GO!
  • being part of a heist, leaving money in a bag in a shady motel, stealing keys and getting tf out in her getaway car. zoom zoom bitch.
  • “all the boys in their expensive cars, the range rovers and jaguars never took me quite where you do” calvin harris WHOM
  • the drums in king of my heart are more important than my need to breathe
  • “your love is a secret i’m hoping, dreaming, dying to keep”
  • ~up on the roof with a school girl crussshhhh drinking beer outta plastic cupsssss~
  • i’ll never let you goOOO
  • but we were dancing BASS DROP dancing with our hANDS TIED, HANDS TIED
  • “oh baby can we dance, through an avalanche?”
  • “swaying as the room burnt down, i’d hold you as the water rushes in” …. “so i punched a hole in the roof, let the flood carry away all my pictures” ….. h e c k
  • how dress is literally an orgasm turned into a song and i’m… into it
  • take it oH OH OH OH OFFFF
  • “carve your name into my bedpost”
  • “but if i get burnt at least we were electrified”
  • wildest dreams who???
  • “and i woke up just in time, now i wake up by your side”
  • say my name and everything just stops -EVERYTHING STOPS-
  • ra’lin’ the chandilier
  • AWaaaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAAY
  • “and therein lies the issue, friends don’t try to trick you, get you on the phone and mind twist you”
  • the sound of shots being fired from every possible angle
  • if only you weren’t…. so shadyyyyy :)
  • they don’t care about the HE SAID SHE SAID
  • the way she says “and here’s to my baaabyyy
  • the organ?? piano???? during “and hereeee’s to youuu…” oh my god
  • her voice at the end when she just says “nice things” 
  • her world crumbling around her and that’s just fine?? because of joe???? i wasn’t ready 
  • “loves me like i’m brand new”
  • “all my flowers grew back as thorns” …. “all the flowers that we’d grown together died of thirst” again…. clean WHOM
  • i’m laughing with my lover makin forts under covers trust him like a brother yeah you know i did one thing right
  • not because he owns me but cos he really knows me. which is more than they can say.
  • “you don’t need to save me, but would you run away with me?” “yes.” :’)
  • call it what you want is the lightest, softest pink sunrise seen from the window of a peaceful airplane in the early morning of a good day
  • how we went from pop anthems to??? i’m bawling in a sea of tissues on my bedroom floor at two in the morning and new year’s day is the most beautiful song i’ve ever heard??? 
  • it’s just a guitar and a piano and she’s harmonizing with herself
  • “don’t read the last page, but i stay”
  • “i want your midnights, and i’ll be cleaning up bottles with you on new year’s day”
  • “i can tell that it’s gonna be a long road” as in she knows that even if it’ll be a long road they’ll always be together don’t TOUCH me
  • hold on to the memories, they will hold onto you
  • hold on to the memories, they will hold onto you
  • hold on to the memories, they will hold onto you
  • and i will hold onto you
  • “please don’t ever become a stranger whose laugh i could recognize anywhere”
  • oh cool my heart’s shattered into a million pieces this is fine thanks
  • how there’s ten seconds of silence at the end of new year’s day because you bet your ass i need recovery time before the album starts over again and i gotta get back to boppin’
  • ((they were not ready for it))

like tbh I’d be surprised if bts have ANY interest in north america or expanding into north america after this. this whole trip was MONUMENTAL for not only bts, but kpop as an industry and hopefully potentially could be recognized as a serious competitor in the entertainment industry and not just be constantly disregarded and mocked and made to feel like their big dreams of selling out western stadiums or attending or performing at award shows is unrealistic and that you can’t succeed. finally getting the disgusting ignorant comments like ‘lol that chinese music? how can you even listen to that, it all sounds the same. what do they even sing about? lol they will never win let alone be nominated for X award. they’re only popular in asia’ to stop 

this was a time for western media to wake up and take its nose out of its ass and for once realize how big the world actually is and how much there is. but instead bts is literally treated like fun new weird foreign things we can play with and exploit for as much financial profit as possible. all these interviews treat bts as one, and not 7 individual people, with individual interests, individual goals, individual ambitions, individual personalities, individual thoughts. 

none of these interviews really bother to mention their accomplishments, their industry breaking records, upcoming projects, the love myself campaign, what inspires their music, how socially conscious their music is, what inspires this music, that their music touches upon such stigmatized issues, how amazing their interaction is with their fans and how deep their personal one on one relationship is with their fans, their work ethic, how much time goes into these insane high production music videos, maybe to recall a memory of when they were struggling and what pushed them to continue, what drives them, LITERALLY ANYTHING. but no. western media decides to not only not even do basic research, but they decide to ask lol what’s your favourite place to eat in the us? what is your favourite thing about the us? you love the us right? why don’t you know english? are you going to write music in english now? you def should now. LOL WE DON’T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING YOU’RE SAYING BUT PEOPLE SEEM TO LOVE IT LOL WTV~~~ who is your us celebrity crush? shouldn’t you make english music now? you’re blessed by being in the us lol you’re dumb if you don’t plan to do music in english now, what’s your fave english song right now?!!!!!!!…..literally not one interview has gone by here without hearing these and you can tell that bangtan is fucking over it. it is the same disrespectful, demeaning, uninteresting, repetitive bullshit. with every interview that goes by, you can see namjoon literally breaking and his patience wearing thin

I can honestly say, just by the looks on their faces, they have ! 0 ! interest in continuing to promote or even ‘debut’ in north america. I can almost guarantee that unless they are coming here for tours or they are accepting an award, anything beyond business reasons, they have 0 interest in pursuing anything in north america. and by the way they have been treated during their time here, I don’t blame them for a second…it’s shameful

Your friendly neighborhood Owl Mom stayed up all night deciphering audio tracks.

Here’s the breakdown of the audio in Don’t remember.

0:03-0:04: A voice says, “I hate you”. This isn’t just part of the static. When noise reduction is used on the audio clip, the static is removed, but the phrase remains untouched.

0:10-0:16: A voice says, “Do you remember what I said to you?”

0:18-0:20: A voice says, “I saved you.”

0:21-0:27: A voice says, “We were going to do great things together.”

After this, the music starts picking up. (The music will be addressed in a minute, I promise.) Because the voices are distorted, it is basically impossible to isolate the vocals. This means that the words are partially indecipherable, so we have to use a bit of guesswork. 

There are two distinct snippets.

0:32-0:34: A voice murmurs a phrase that ends in “for this”. The piano drowns out the beginning of the phrase. From listening to it repeatedly and reducing some of the noise from the static, my best guess is, “No one asked for this.”

0:36-039: This one is the trickiest of them all. It’s almost entirely covered by the crescendo of the music, and it’s much slower than the other phrases. Again, from listening to it a bunch and doing the best noise reduction I could, my best guess is, “Are you sure about that?”

0:41-0:44: A voice says, “Go back to sleep.”

That phrase marks the end of the voice lines in this video. Now, let’s talk about the music.

The music seems to be what’s bugging everyone the most, because it’s not the music from Who Killed Markiplier, but people in the tag swear that they recognize it from somewhere. It just sounds so familiar.

That’s because, sike, it is the music from Who Killed Markiplier! It’s just heavily distorted. (I only got this one because I learned this song on the piano, despite the fact that I have not taken piano lessons since I was eight and can’t read sheet music to save my life. I had to practice a hundred times to make sure it stuck.)

The music in the video goes from 0:28-0:42.

The easiest way to tell that it’s the same song is to compare the four notes from 0:38-0:39 at half speed to the four notes at 1:46 in the song itself (”Who’s There 2″, alternatively titled “By Lake Surprise”, by Peter Sandberg.). The entire musical sequence matches up, but that’s the most clear section if you don’t know the song very well. 

It’s the same song, but in Don’t remember, it’s distorted and increases in both pitch and speed every four beats.

All of this put together gives us some pretty interesting pieces of information– the main one being that we have a direct link to Who Killed Markiplier in this video. 

And hey, take this with a grain of salt, but here’s an idle thought: don’t those lines of dialogue almost sound like disjointed snippets of an argument between two people? And don’t we happen to know two people who were destroyed in order to make Dark, one of which used her abilities to save the other, and one who frequently talked about the great things he was going to accomplish with his associates while running the city?

But hey, that’s just a thought. 

Anyway, I’d love to hang out and think more thoughts with you guys, but I’m incredibly late for my class. And that’s kind of problematic, because I’m teaching it.

Think some thoughts for me while I’m gone, yeah?

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Q1. Your dream job when you were a child?
A badminton player when I was in elementary school. After that my parents bought me a computer so I got into gaming and wanted to do a job about gaming.

Q2. How did the members celebrate your birthday in 2017?
We were all practicing singing and dancing and the lights suddenly went off, then the door was opened and Jimin-san and V-san came in holding a cake.

Q3. When do you feel like you have become an adult!
I turned 20 in Japanese age in September! But actually I’m still a kid at heart, so truthfully I don’t really feel like I have become an adult.

Q4. In which moment do you feel like you’re still a kid?
For example, when I watch and think about a video or an interview. When I read people’s comments, I feel like even with the same question, they think from a much bigger point of view than me. That’s when I feel like maybe I’m still lacking in depth.

Q5. A work that touched you recently?
“Love, Rosie”. It made me touched because it’s a sweet but sad love story.

Q6. The kind of song you’re planning to compose?
Song of styles like future base and chillstep which I enjoy and listen to a lot.

Q7. Favorite dessert?
The Japanese snack kinako mochi. I like that it melts in my mouth because it’s just so fluffy! Also I ate cheesecake before the photoshoot for <non-no>. That one was delicious too♡

Q8. How do you take care of your beautiful voice?
I don’t pay particular attention to it… Like I just sing with my original voice I’ve had since I was born…

Q9. Any habit?
Covering my nose when I yawn. Not mouth but nose somehow. (laughs) And I pull the baby hair on my face unconsciously. I know about these things because fans told me.

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Let’s promise each other something: because darling, oh darling. I know you want to press pause on the movie that is your life, because I do, I do. And I know you sometimes get so tired of carrying the weight of the world on those slim shoulders. I know you look into the mirror and see plain features and feel roaring waves of inadequacy, I know, I know.

I know you’ve got a little voice whispering inside of you you’ll never be good enough. I know you try to protect yourself, to shield yourself to not care because you fear the heartbreak that comes with caring to much but doing this makes you put yourself on the sidelines, makes people stop inviting you and I know, God, I know how much this hurts.

So let’s promise each other something: whenever this happens, this little voice trying so hard to protect us and only winding up hurting us: let’s promise each other to cry a little, to cry a lot. To take a shower, to listen to music and really, truly listen, think about nothing else. To write about wanting to give up but to keep on going, to eat something healthy too, even if we eat up a whole pack of potato chips or chocolate cookies, to grant ourselves this small reprieve instead of hating ourselves afterwards for the way we can pinch our belly between skinny fingers.

Listen to me, please, let’s promise each other to take a walk, to walk past a bridge or a body of water, to admire the darkness but remember the coldness and to keep on going. Remember that stranger that smiled, the one that helped you reach a high shelve, that picked up some change and gave it back, to remember the bus driver that waited on that busy intersection to let you get on, to remember all those little kindnesses from strangers you’ll never forget and to remember that we, too, have got so many little kindnesses to give and that there must be a stranger out there somewhere that remembers these plain features, these brown eyes and not so white teeth.

Let’s promise each other, that, please, please, but let’s also promise each other to sometimes let go and cry and to look after ourselves. Let’s remember that being kind and nice and good does not mean letting people walk over ourselves. And let’s define ourselves: if we like to be alone, sometimes, if we like to close the curtains against the world and drown in music and song, why be jealous of that one friend that is always talking to someone if the mere idea of holding more than three conversations is exhausting. If you love that girl everyone else seems to find annoying, hold steady to it, say “I like her and I like you and is there a problem?” because nothing will feel worse, and of this I am so absolutely certain, nothing will feel worse than betraying yourself.
Darling please, let’s promise each other, that on those lowest moments, on those darkest nights, when we feel like no one will love us ever, we’ll think of our achievements, even if they were something that feels so small and insignificant, like eating one cookie less or getting out of bed, if we were proud of them they matter and so do we. So do we.

And let’s promise each other we’ll think of our families, or about the friends we’ve had and that even though it always felt like we were the second choice, we were a choice, so they wanted us in their lives. Let’s think of the stranger we once helped, and think that maybe they remember us. Let’s think of the things that we love, and let’s think about the fact that the CO2 we expel from our lungs feed plants and bacteria and that we matter. That we have done some good in this world and that hopefully we’ll be able to do some more. That everything will be all right someday as long as we keep going.
Darling, let’s promise each other, that though we are strangers that may have never met, I’ll love you and you’ll love me, and we’ll think about each other sometimes, because we understand each other so perfectly, because I know that voice in your head as well as you know the ache in my bones and the tiredness of my eyelids, and we’ll keep on existing and breathing and loving and not giving up no matter how many times our heart breaks because we know they are not alone in breaking and so maybe, just maybe, they will not be alone in healing either because we will have each other to think of, to remember and to smile through the tears together.

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some cute headcanons involving mike recording the losers!! also this is kind of got hella long so sorry haha

  • oKAY so let’s get started…

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Thoughts on Getaway Car

So I just have a lot of feelings regarding Getaway Car and needed to get them out and I didn’t think it would be this long but here we are.

  • Oh my god I just love this song so much, it’s so beautiful, both lyrically and musically
  • The way she sings certain words is just so beautiful (listen to her singing “I knew it from the first” and “he was running after us” and you’ll know what I mean)
  • It’s strange but it almost makes me feel dreamy, and it seems somewhat whimsical, especially during the chorus, and because of this it sounds and feels like freedom at first
  • But only when you listen to it fully do you understand the true sadness in it
  • This is song of tragedy: the tragedy of an unwanted relationship; the tragedy of a relationship that would never work out; the tragedy of a relationship that was doomed from the start; the tragedy of wanting to escape so badly you make all the wrong choices; the tragedy of wanting freedom, only to become lost when you obtain it
  • It is the tragedy of becoming so intoxicated by freedom that you don’t care about the consequences of obtaining it
  • Parts of it seem almost accusatory in tone, with him refusing to acknowledge his part in the tragedy – they were both aware this was a doomed relationship from the start but he’s feigning innocence
  • The chorus after the first verse has the original air of freedom about it – she’s escaped, the wind is blowing in her hair as she cruises down the highway, laughing with happiness and freedom, ignoring all the warning signs
  • However, the chorus after the second verse is more ominous, with it almost seeming to weigh heavily with a sense of foreboding – she’s realised their mistakes, but it’s too late, everything is crumbling beneath them
  • The way she sings “we’re both sorry” makes me so sad, it’s just filled with such regret and melancholy
  • There’s almost a sadness in her voice in the bridge when she describes leaving him, and 
  • When she sings “I’m in a getaway car/I left you in a motel bar”, there’s such a soft sadness to it but it builds up into confidence 
  • I love the reference to Bonnie and Clyde because they’re usually romanticised and depicted as a couple insanely in love, which is far from the truth – beneath this veil they fundamentally had a toxic relationship and committed horrendous crimes, and while this is obviously not what she’s depicting in this song, I think it’s similar
  • On the outside, to the media, to the public, they appear to have the perfect and idealised relationship, but underneath that it’s far from the truth – there are cracks that cannot be fixed, and they ultimately turn out to be disastrous for each other
  • Undoubtedly the media played a large role in this, referencing back to the second verse when she describes their relationship being turned into a circus, and ultimately ruining whatever romance they may have had, leaving them both with regrets
  • The outro has conflicting undertones of anger, determination, and confidence to it but overwhelmingly has an air of freedom surrounding it
  • Although she’s describing how she was crying and dying throughout this relationship that she thought would free her, there’s almost relief in her voice now that she has finally and truly escaped 
  • I can almost imagine her stealing the getaway car and driving down the highway once again as she originally had in verse one, but this time she is alone and free and happy
  • Despite the conflicting feelings the outro gives off, it doesn’t give one of self-pity or sadness and I love it for that. It describes an almost toxic relationship that she escapes from, and she shows that she is not broken because of this. I just love that whether she intended to or not, this song shows that you can escape from relationships that are unfulfilling or unhealthy for you, and you’ll be okay afterwards
  • So basically, it’s the best of both worlds: It has a beautiful and compelling melody while simultaneously having meaningful lyrics, especially when analysed in depth
  • Honestly I don’t know if this is what Taylor was thinking when she wrote this song, and tbh it probably wasn’t, but that’s what I love so much about music and poetry and art – it can mean anything you want it to
Pixar COCO ¡Viva México!

Ok, ok, so I recently went to see the movie and let me tell you something… it’s more than just a movie, es una obra de arte.

I’m not joking, really, my expectations went beyond what I thought. It was amazing in every way. Well, maybe I’m gonna make some spoilers, but I found myself in need of telling you my experience as a Mexican point of view.

Because yes, I’m proudly Mexican.

  • 1. Estás muy flaco, ¡come más!

This is funny. 

In each family, at least in mine, it is normal that your grandmother wants to feed you because, according to her, you are very thin. And this reminded me a lot of my grandmother, whom I sweetly called Yaya. And yes, she is a strong, very determined woman who always fills my plate with lots of food. 

But my Yaya’s food is always the best.

Originally posted by musicalhog

  • 2. El maravilloso ambiente

There was no time to take the eyes off every scene, every color, every sound, literally. In the land of the living, the colors were relatively balanced, since it is a village, when dusk comes, which illuminates each house in a beautiful orange color. The colorful cemeteries and ofrendas captivated me greatly, for the passion with which we adorn the tombs of our departed is more than a tradition; is a connection that even Death itself can never take away.

Originally posted by musicalhog

  • 3. ¡Música maestro!

My God, I can’t believe Disney has started its own theme with Mariachi music. 

AY, AY, AY!!

That. was. Phenomenal. 

The rest of the film, when I started to hear the voices of each character singing, dancing or even playing guitar, I almost felt like jumping and singing, clapping and dancing. If anything you must be sure, is that when a Mexican hears that kind of music, mariachi, trumpets, violins, the shoe, the drums, gives him an infinite desire to be celebrating forever.

Originally posted by wrlockbane

  • 4. La Chancla

La abuelita threatening everyone with la chancla. 

That’s typical of mexican family. No, seriously. Once my Yaya threw me la chancla voladora when I was little and I was running and they had yelled at me to stop. That could not be missing!

If you have never been threatened with la chancla, or much less have hit you with it, trust me, as a mexican you had no childhood.

Originally posted by auroras-boreales

  • 5. La Llorona

Originally, the song La Llorona is sung by Chavela Vargas. If you have never heard of it, I strongly recommend that you do so. That was totally amazing! 

“Ay, de mí llorona. Llorona, de azul celeste. Ay, de mí llorona. Llorona, de azul celeste…”

“Y aunque me cueste la vida, llorona, no dejaré de quererte. Y aunque me cueste la vida, llorona, no dejaré de quererte…”

Miguel’s great-great-grandmother sang it with such sentiment made me shed tears, because I’ve heard it since I was a little girl. My grandmother sometimes sings it when she’s cooking.

  • 6. Ay, Ernesto, no te rajes

Yes, yes, YES!!!

I actually knew that Ernesto de la Cruz was inspired by Pedro Infante and Jorge Negrete. OH, MY GOD! I love this man so much!

Originally posted by andyjwest

Maybe you can remember Jorge with the song Ay, Jalisco no te rajes! (From the movie The Tree Caballeros) There are other songs that I recommend you to hear. But my favorite has always been that.

Yo soy Mexicano, Mexico Lindo, Ella, Entre suspiro y suspiro, El Abandonado, and more…

  • 7. Alebrijes

Actually, this was a very original idea that I loved. 

Alebrijes are imaginary beings made up of physiognomic elements of different animals, a combination of several animals, not only fantastic but also real.
They’re handicrafts made with the technique of the cartonería, that they are painted with joyful colors and vibrant.

Alebrijes are one of the many wonders of Mexican art and a pride and the hallmark of Oaxaca. Having a alebrije or a collection of them at home is considered good luck and it is said that happiness will accompany anyone who owns one of these works of art. In addition, owning a alebrije is to possess the best of Mexican art, so vast, so colorful, so full of life and a beauty recognized internationally.

  • 8. La Familia es primero

Even though The Book of Life is also another of my favorite movies, something made me even love more Coco than this. 


Originally posted by disneymusic

It may sound a little… cliché, but for me the family has always been the most important thing. In fact, I quite identified with Miguel’s family. I could see in my own flesh not only my grandmother, but my uncles, my cousins and my other relatives. We don’t live in one house, we live in different places.

Traditionally my grandfathers are doctors, and they wanted my mother to be a doctor, but she preferred to study theater just as my father studied music. And there could be no doubt that her own daughter would also want to be an artist.

When I first went to Europe to visit the Universities, my grandmother, who repudiated the idea of being an artist, came to me one day and said to me: “It’s your life, you decide what you want and what you choose will be always good for me.”

The love of the family is so different and so unique, that to a certain point it made me realize that I do not need love of a couple if I have people that I can always talk to and who can support me too.

  • 9. Recuérdame

This song was definitely the best of the best. Full of feelings, full of dedication, I should applaud the effort for composers, I haven’t had the privilege of hearing it in English, but I think you should also listen to it in Spanish, and I say it because the song sounds infinitely cool. and with the voice of the characters, made my skin prickly and shed more tears.

“Hasta que en mis brazos tú estés… Recuérdame…”

  • 10. Mama Coco

This, without a doubt, is my favorite. The entire character of mama Coco.

She may not appear more than some scenes from the entire film, but she is a very important and very captivating character. The relationship she has with Miguel is very special, an old mind woman and a big-hearted young man, the love of grandparents or great-grandparents is so strong and has no limits…

I have lived with my great-grandparents since I was two years old, and I loved them with all my heart just like them to me.

They are no longer with me…

But that does not mean that I have forgotten them. I remember them every day, every moment, when I least expect it, I sometimes dream about them. Sometimes I ask my grandparents how they were as young people, and I could imagine their lives in black and white films, where they wore dresses and suits.

The times of my great-grandfathers were hard, but were also beautiful, they enjoyed their entire life and were happy. Mama Coco was able to leave the world knowing that her father loved her and sang for the last time. Recuérdame with her great-grandchild.

What a beautiful scene, so simple, so lovely, that speaks for much.

Originally posted by musicalhog

Believe it or not, I loved Coco more than The Book of Life.

But I don’t think there has to be some anger cause somehow they seem to be something in como. For God’s sake, they do NOT seem at all, at least of the plot. 

Is more than obvious that the producers and the cast made a mega effort to make the film an original work, and yes, it is original, cause there were so many unexpected twists, plus that, again, made me cry.

Don’t hate Coco, really, the movie is worth seeing, and it is such a beautiful and so cute way of putting the family theme. 

The Book of Life talked about fear in being yourself: there is nothing wrong of being yourself and always follow your heart, while Coco talks about that it is okay to follow your dreams, but also think about your family, think about something that goes more beyond your expectations, but what you choose will always have the support of your family.

Two films focusing on Mexico, focusing on El Dia de los Muertos, two films that use direct themes, but that somehow made me realize what Life is like.

So, go ahead, Vive tu momento.

Originally posted by musicalhog

hello friends!!! i’m a language enthusiast (+ a language minor in college hehe). originally i was gonna make a post of all languages, but that already exists + i don’t want to reiterate + i have SO many french resources and that’s my second primary language so i thought i’d focus on that??? 

general language

general french

french vocab

french tenses

french grammar

french literature, film, + music