it's not just a concert

A list of quotes my band director has said

This martini isn’t dirty enough

We need a stronger bottom

Think of the ding dong, I need a lot of ding dong

Have your parents pick you up at 9:010

I want it tasty

Yeah I’m not liking the uterus either

I want you guys to learn beef

Judd: The band is only as good as the weakest link.
Anthony: Fuck we’re gonna lose

Don’t try not to lose time

How can I breathe without no air

I changed my mind, I’m not changing my mind

We got six on the bottom and five on top.

Play an A# instead of an B-flat

Try not to sound like a duck

You fracked your climactic one note of glory

Mikey, stop being pointy

Ziggy, stop hugging Malakai

You can’t frack and never return

If you’re not making Juddy proud, you’re wrong

Stop being an ice cream truck

The leaning tower of Luke Choi

You can all take a breath together after your ding dong

Add a curvy linear

Try not to have a bulge in the front

You need to have a strong d

You’re teasing me melodically

It’s getting a little tight in Darren land

The ding dong is being lost

Ziggy and Daniel are joining the ding dong

Your higher note on the ding dong has even more stress

The ding dong was well projected

I don’t hear enough of the dong

Now we know where we are at. THANK GOD

It needs to be the creepiest 3 blind mice you’ve ever heard

It’s just not big enough

Just grab me, it is destiny

Add weight, like my stomach

Finger the air

Jesus that sounds like cattle

We are not playing Frogger with our instruments

Yo, what’s with that gangster hat

We’re Swiss cheese in the clarinet block

There’s just too much body language, and I don’t appreciate it

If that amp was your mother, she would be proud

It sounds so much better when we don’t breathe

Even though I changed the music, I really haven’t changed the music

You need to have confidence on those bitches

Breathe through 8 counts without taking a breath

Are you a G?

Dylan, you’re an ass

You need to have laser eyes on Lexi

We have to be more smart at rehearsal

I’m a Facebook like Nazi

Dylan, sound like Mickey Mouse

Barisoon

Will’s on fire, somebody put him out

Is there a way to pause without pausing it

I’m literally turning into a parrot

I want Kaitlin on top and everyone else under her

More trumpets, more sex

Hey there J-dog(Justin)

This is Amish paradise

WOAH PIANO

You need to listen for Lexi’s cut-off

Stop yabbadabbading

You’re not good

French horns, don’t put your hand in the bell

I’m hearing wrong fingers

Turn on a new hat

Finger with me

Play it as written, nice and long

Please stop touching each other

You’re the Toungey McToungerson I’ve been hearing the whole time

Just pull it out

You’re not matching the windses dynamics

There’s 2 counts of horse

The best way to spread Christmas cheer is, oh look at that, lunch detention! Congratulations Nikko, Donovan, and Nathan!

Oooo, that was a big one

A bunch of you guys need to be the icing on the cake

*plays invisible banjo passionately*

*sings* IN HIS PANTSSSS

Here’s my time for glory

Imagine you’re in an algebra class, taking a test on trigonometry

Sing your finger one two ready go

I just wanna touch it

*stops band* Jesus, guys

Start at number C

You can play those notes more fuller

You sound like an elementary band learning how to play mallets for the first time

Oh Jesus

Never blink

Jesus, try again

I changed my mind, I haven’t changed my mind

It did got better

Lower my thing

You’re talking into the horn

Play the ding bum

I know you wanna shake it

Hey guys can we get rid of that chair? No chair left behind

Pull out more, more than the D would normally take

We learned how to use our tongues today. You do 16th notes until you are happy

The good ol’ sleight of glove

SUCK IN YOUR DIAPHRAGM MARGARET
MARGARET THIS IS FOR YOU

Take Nikko’s stick and hit it right on the downbeat

I have a guide to fingering and tonguing

That’s enough men for 2 months

Mrs. Mocha and myself might get a little excited

We can’t waste any time (plays G minor as a round twice)

You are a ninja

No girly birds!!!!!!!!

Shake this as you’re doing the wawa

I don’t hear no wawawa

Thunder where are you

Get your life together!

Jacob, you’re nothing

Be smart

I have other beaters in my office

YOU ARE DIFFERENT

You come when it’s time

There’s a lot of ding dongs, I feel like hostess

F all

Speak now or forever hold your run through

Play good

I’m honking my horn, get out of my way

Blend to the beef

Someone strike a D

I AM NOT RELAXED

The hunchback of Notre Justin

Don’t think of a snare, think of an instrument

Oh hello! What’s for dinner? COMPOUND TIME

I feel like I should rent a babysitter and put you in a play pen

Get better

We’re not in a smoking club here saying *cough cough cough* I’ve been doing this for 20 years, like there are like 5 band kids that need cough drops

Right now, you’re playing like a drunken sailor ballerina

*sings* be dahh boo dahhh DINNER TIME

It’s hard for Ryan because he has the runs

It sounds emotional, but it’s the wrong emotion

CUT, wow that’s a mess

Margaret you sound like the recorder version of Titanic on YouTube

You want candy, I want notes

Make it more shapey

FLINGER FLINGER FLINGER. I say FLINGER because it’s not quite there. It’s like you’re playing with octopus hands. Tentacles

This is the sound of not music

We are under the sea

Put your hand on your finger

How to tame your dragon

Right now, you’re a nike check mark

I feel like I’m feeding bread to a duck

We have a lot of articulation problems in the goat heard

*screams* I’M SO MYSTERIOUS

It’s so bad, I feel like I’m on American Airline

Sound like a butterfly. FLY AWAY TUCKER, FLY AWAY

We’re not going to the zoo trombones, no butterflies today

Ba be ba da FORTSZANDO Ba be ba da AAHHH

WOAH! Wait that wasn’t Kaitlin, liar

Oh so you do have it on your stand. Hm. Two liars today *squinches eyes*

BEEEEOOOWEEE

I want to hear a C, not an AAAAAAAA

Your guys’ bad phrasing gave him a bloody nose

Stop looking at me with your glossed over eyes

Why not, HA you thought

Here comes the Dylan!

Ding dong ding dong, don’t be a ding dong

I don’t want to expose everyone right now, but it has to be done

YELL AT ME STEPHANIE. LIKE ALL OF THE ANGER I’VE SAID

I guess I don’t yell enough

There’s limited times when we do that, like the McRib

It sounds like you’re in the bathroom

Don’t look like the hunchback of Notre Clarinet

This is like a daycare or something

It sounds like dinner time

Guys it sounds dorky

*turns to clarinets* bitch

I’ve always wanted to adopt Tucker

Light beer is like pee

Wow Hector, you’re like Jenni Craig

I was a lethal weapon

You have a secret affection for your clarinet

Figure out your life

It makes us sound like the asthma band

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they’re at some emo band concert

inspired by @lanceytown‘s emo keith and belieber lance x 

6

When the hyungs are just a bunch of meanies, Joonyoung becomes a bored cutie ^_^

IMA NEED YOU AMERICAN EXO-LS ATTENTION. When you’re going to EXO’s concerts - For the love of whatever you believe in. DO NOT show up with ex-member merch!! They’re not in EXO anymore, stop. (whoever had the hunhan banner project shouldn’t have been let inside the venue) And most importantly, DO NOT and I repeat; DO NOT show up with other groups’ merch! Why would you do this? I saw people doing this last year .. like.. no pls

John highlights from the concert last night (Austin 4/14)

1. Opened with “smoke weed everyday” & then launched into song
2. Randomly throwing out “warm milk”
3. *sees couple making out* “Man, I wish I had a girlfriend”
4. “Did everyone go pee? NO MORE F*CKING SLOW SONGS”
5. Constantly checking to make sure everyone in the crowd is okay, asking what they need
6. “Does anyone drink Mountain Dew? stop f*cking drinking that, it’ll give you cancer!! This songs about Baja blast” (proceeds to play diet soda society)
7. “Has anyone ever peed their pants before? I peed my pants in 7th grade” “you peed your bunk” - Garrett
8 . “Wear your seltbelts and eat your veggies when you get home”
9. “You guys have been so nice. Thank you. Take care of each other.”

New Captive Prince Tags

Laurent: small yellow kitten thinks of nothing but murder all day

Damen: overly muscled murder puppy king

Nikandros: mom friend not so secretly wondering if it’s time for new friends

Jord: hufflepuff friend continues to try to defend slytherin bff

Charls: dad at teen girl concert just happy to be included

Vannes: lesbian friend getting shit down and staying in her lane

Jokaste: local super villain just trying to get superhero to ask them out

Erasmus: tiny fluffy woodland creature

Lazar: local frat bro surprised that line actually worked

Nicaise: soap opera character on desert island until plot calls for their return

Pallas: sudden burst of confidence not sure the hell it came from either

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Good evening!*
I might be a little over excited… lol
Forgive me ww
So for today, for today…
I went heeeere!!!!
Did anyone else go??
To this!!

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any available surface - the mountain goats

i waved at you when you hit the disappearing point
turned in for the night the next day around ten
i caught the sweet scent of your hair on my pillowcase
felt so much in love i felt like myself again
someday the only thing i wanna rely upon
is any available surface that you’ve rested your head on

back in the cave i traced the arc of our awakening
shimmering down in the darkness, like hidden gold
and i said my secret to myself out loud again
we may live to see miracles, if our faith can hold
someday the only thing i want to rely upon
is any available surface that you rested your head on

The Signs Inbetween:

Aries: The bathroom at a public pool. The concrete floor is painful to walk on. The smell isn’t bad, just impossible to place. Everything echoes.

Taurus: The streets outside your house at middling night. The foliage seems denser than you remember it, except around the streetlights.

Gemini: The local park in the very very early morning. You lay with one elbow propped up on a bench as you watch the sprinklers slowly douse the grass. You almost didn’t notice you were about to get sprayed.

Cancer: The nice part of town. There are a lot of churches here. Its really just churches with breaks between them.

Leo: Near midnight, after a concert. You drip with sweat and smoke and booze. The cold wind is refreshing, as is the sudden aroma from the taco truck pulled up at the curb. For some reason you don’t trust it.

Virgo: The huge mall built during the height of the bubble. Nobody goes to the mall anymore. Nobody.

Libra: The lot down the street where maybe six or seven different restaurants have been. They just cant seem to stay open at that address. You didn’t eat at any of them.

Scorpio: A trolley stop. Your city doesn’t have trolleys. There was a whole plan to install them that never went through. 

Ophiuchus: The local grocery store, specifically the little covered entryway. You see a little half-burned wax candle sitting in the direct center. 

Sagittarius: A building that says it’s some sort of museum but is far far too small to be a museum.

Capricorn: The little neighborhood where all the old people live. It feels weirdly separate from the rest of the community. Sometimes its noticeably muggier.

Aquarius: A tiny mom-and-pop burger parlor that despite all laws of taste, decency, and man, will not die.

Pisces: The liquor store by the middle school.

3

ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇʙᴏ ᴇғғᴇᴄᴛ

A/N: this is so dark and twisted, and if you hate that, please don’t read on. but this is yoonseok - in the most twisted kind of love, or maybe addiction; and this is for my bb @dearmyjimin​, my chunky @yoohnseok​, and whoever else that likes/loves yoonseok ♡ (p.s. i’ll apologise in advance ;~; you’ll know why when you read it)

9:52pm.

Seokjin is taking longer than usual and Hoseok can feel himself getting antsy with each passing second. He almost breathes a sigh of relief when Seokjin stands, adjusting the stethoscope around his neck.

Hoseok watches from the corner of his eye as Seokjin strides to the door, Jimin by his side.

“I think it’s working,” he hears Seokjin say and Hoseok nearly scoffs in response. “Just keep a lookout for any signs of violence when you do your rounds tonight, Jimin.”

“We’ll start him on placebos” is what Seokjin had told Jimin a week ago, voice soft but distinct from across the room. As if Hoseok couldn’t hear every word with the lack of furniture to muffle the syllables; as if Hoseok didn’t know what that word meant, when barely half a year ago, they’d been in matching white coats, clipboards in hand as they made their rounds.

10:00pm.

Hoseok sits by the tiny window that overlooks the woods in the distance. Seokjin would be so upset if he finds out his fake pills aren’t the ones making Hoseok feel better.

But that’s for another time, Hoseok thinks. He closes his eyes.

He sees a pale figure, his voice a slightly rough tenor as he sings. No one knows how beautiful his voice is, of course; no one except Hoseok. Hoseok, and the vast forests ahead, the accompanying cliff acting as their backdrop.

And perhaps Seokjin will never understand how Hoseok finds comfort replaying those finals seconds - Min Yoongi’s voice traveling through the night breeze, his eyes following the flight of a lone butterfly - before Hoseok pushed the man off the edge, into the darkness that accompanies the indigo skies.

(10:01pm; Min Yoongi’s fading screams resonate in Hoseok’s mind and he smiles.)

ғᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴘʟᴏᴛ ʙᴜɴɴɪᴇs/ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇs/ғɪᴄʟᴇᴛs:
[ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀғʟʏ ᴇғғᴇᴄᴛ - ʏᴏᴏɴᴋᴏᴏᴋ/sᴜɢᴀᴋᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ || ᴛʜᴇ ᴘɪɴᴏᴄᴄʜɪᴏ ᴇғғᴇᴄᴛ - ᴠᴍɪɴ || ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪsᴍ ᴇғғᴇᴄᴛ - ɴᴀᴍᴊɪɴ || ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴄᴏɴ ᴇғғᴇᴄᴛ - ᴛᴀᴇᴋᴏᴏᴋ]