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ultraphobic · 5 months

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Hi Lane!!

omg, I am very happy for you and I hope that the opening day will be great! I hope I'm not late because of the different time zones, but now Thursday is just beginning for me.

KICK is one of the best albums in my opinion. and I will definitely listen to this playlist!

Oh, buying tickets is the most exciting event because you never know if you'll have time to buy the ticket you want. but I am sure that you will succeed! By the way, at how many concerts/festivals? which was the most memorable, and which was not?

the place for the festival is a little unusual! one of the main reasons why I don't really like festivals is that they are not the best places to hold :(

Oh yeah! winter is a great time for piercings and tattoos, as there are quite a lot of nuances in summer.

I really hope that these albums will be available because the only place where I can listen to the same Ultraphobic is YouTube, but very often the videos are blocked :(

Oh, I'm so sorry that you had unpleasant situations at work, but I hope everything is okay now? Glam metal related T-shirts sound really cool! I would like to see this

I wish you to save up for surgery and do it next year! everything will definitely work out! omg!! I was so surprised by the works of this tattoo artist, I really love this style and I am sure that your tattoo will be the most incredible and we will definitely be able to see it!

wow!! I think you would definitely be able to become a cool tattoo artist. and what styles do you like at all?

If people think that your affection for Jani is weird, then they're probably weird haha. each of us has had people in our lives who were very close to us and very often they are actors or musicians because people feel something special about them and that's normal!

Oh, I understand you! I am glad that you are feeling better now and you will definitely be able to sing in front of the audience! We all need time to overcome some fear and you have already made a big step so everything will work out! OMG I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY PEOPLE AREN'T INTO GLAM METAL 😭😭 I've been trying to find people to play in a band but it's literally not interesting to anyone lol. Post punk is very popular here :(

Thank you for answering the questions!! Guitars are very cool! What kind of guitars do you have? I would really like to change my Ibanez bass to something cooler (I would like a Fender, but it's too expensive) 8 years of collecting?? You're cool!! which discs are the most favorite in your collection/which ones would you like to buy in the future? Wow, rearranging a room is interesting! Do you have any ideas/preferences for what kind of room you would like to see?

If you can't find people live for a band, then we need an online glam band haha!

🎄 which songs do you like to play the bass the most/which ones would you like to learn to play? Do you play by tabs or pick up the games yourself?

🎄Do you like collecting? maybe you would like to collect something else?

I'm sorry that I'm answering late, I'm damn busy and a little sick and I'm really ashamed that I come here too late. sorry!

Your Santa. ⛄️🎄

hey santa! no worries for the late answer i’m just on my first break of the day

our opening is going well so far!

i managed to grab vip for glamfest and i’m so excited! now i just have to find something to wear!!!! i have some inspo pics in mind so i should be fine

i’ve been to 12 concerts and 2 festivals! and one festival upcoming (glamfest)! i think maybe avatar or kiss were my favourite? maybe also waterparks when i saw them in 2018

and yeah we always have to tell people that they should wait til summer for piercings cus they can’t swim for 8 weeks afterward and it’s so hot here that they don’t want to wait

yeah work is good now! i’m now getting a good amount of work and i’m getting paid fairly at my new job thank goodness it’s just my old job that sucked. i’ll show you some of the designs for my glam shirts once you reveal yourself to me at the end of the secret santa thing because my designs aren’t done yet but i’ll tell you one of them is a recreation of the “britny fox fu*ked me” shirt

and yea this artist is so good! at some point i’ll go to melbourne and get the portrait done i’ll just need to do some saving but i do have another warrant tattoo planned in the meantime (based off the dog eat dog album cover)

if i become a tattoo artist i think i might go for trad or blackwork/lineart cus thats mostly what i like to get!

i am in a few facebook groups that are people looking for bands so maybe i’ll post in there soon and see if theres anyone who likes glam!

i can’t remember the exact models my guitars are but i know both my electric and my bass are both squier and my acoustic is monterey! i bought my electric off my neighbour for like 10% of the original price bc he didn’t know how much it was worth and he played it once and never touched it again so he basically gave it to me when i was 13

my favourite cds in my collection are probably my warrant cds - notably my japan edition of dog eat dog, also my saints of the underground cd, or my signed megadeth cd! i also have a signed warrant vinyl (only signed by jerry and erik)

i’ve only been collecting vinyls starting this year so i only have 9 lps and i think 4 singles? but i’m hopefully getting a record player for my birthday so i’m gonna keep buying more - because theyre so expensive though, my rule is to only buy one if i REALLY like the artist or if it’s a limited pressing

i’m not getting rid of everything in my room so about half the furniture is staying the same, and i am limited as i am going to have to buy most of the furniture myself so cheap stuff from ikea but i’m hoping i can find some space age inspired decor just to make it look a little nicer! and ofc i am going to rearrange all my posters and stuff so it stays me! my guitars are also mounted on the wall which is cool

questions!

- i haven’t played much recently so i should really start learning some glam songs, the only one i’ve learned really is unskinny bop by poison; and i learn by tabs bc i’m terrible at learning by ear

- i love to collect things! i collect pins, cds, posters, knickknacks, patches, anything i can really!

sorry for the shorter answer this time, i would’ve written for longer but my break time is just about up and i have 5 more hours of work :(

i hope you feel better soon!!! hope to hear from u soon!!!

#secret santa ask

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tdawwwwg · 1 year

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Why does it seem like life is laughing at me? I see stars new song, waterparks concert, pierce the veil concert, blink... all these memories of things shared with you and i cant even mention it to you. Oh how i wish we could of had these come up when we had some better times. Im sorry i tried calling so much. I didnt realise you hated me so deeply

I didnt think you meant it when you said you had to hold onto the hate and i guess when i missed a call i thought maybe you missed me.

I thought wrong

Now i guess you were just grabbing my number to give to the police.

Such deep hate.

I shouldnt have tried so much

I didnt realise, even though i should have

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fromthegallows · 4 years

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leak the rant please

OKAY. i just want to say this is just me making huge theories and assumptions and i KNOW that i shouldn’t theorize on peoples friendships because like... they aren’t mine idk the behind the scenes but it MAKES SENSE and I STAND BY IT.

okay. so. first, elijah gained fame for his anti-trump shit book he wrote or whatever and then that got him the boost he needed to have a platform. that’s when he became friends with christine sydelko and those two boosted their platforms together with their funny things. the thing is, christine wasn’t mentally healthy at the time (if i remember right) and elijah was using this to make funny content. he gaslight her and fans a lot towards the end, especially with the @ pack scandal. the two had a merch line they ran together and it ended up being pretty much close to a scam and christine tried to help settle it but never could and elijah never followed through on his word with helping either. anyways. elijah ended up shit talking her i think towards the end of their friendship and after he got his fame that he needed to further his career off of her. and then comes awsten. they become friends when awsten (as we know) wasn’t mentally healthy and was recovering from a lot. they’re close at first and elijah gains a lot more fans as waterparks fans start following him to tie in with their friendship. anyways, elijah started his solo thing off of his friendship with awsten being his music career. AND, coincidentally, around the time that awsten starts working on himself and getting better mentally, elijah is really no longer friends with awsten. and we all know and can tell that elijah manipulated awsten during their friendship because awsten CHANGED and was even blocking people at elijah’s request. anyways, we hear that elijah is actually shit talking awsten (a few months ago) on his side account and this is after awsten makes it clear he’s in therapy and getting help, so of course, elijah probably has no use for his friendship since awsten can’t be easily manipulated. and NOW it’s more than likely that his merch for his music career is a scam, since fans haven’t gotten ANYTHING from a concert that happened in march. and fans haven’t gotten cameos they’ve paid for. no one has gotten anything from it.

anyways. moral of the story, elijah preys on people who are vulnerable to further his career and throws them to the side when he feels like he doesn’t need them anymore. and he also is a known scammer, TWICE. and this happens right before he finds a new person to be friends with and repeat the same behavior.

#not to mention elijah being friends with predators and abusers that he has NEVER shit talked at all #its almost like he shit talks people that get away from him and better themselves #elijah daniel #awsten knight #waterparks

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someone-somewheresomehow · 4 years

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I’ve Got Your Picture (Chapter 1)

Characters: Roman, Virgil, Patton, Logan, Janus, Remus, Thomas (briefly mentioned once)

Ships: Prinxiety, Intruloceit

Content: Enemies to Friends to Lovers trope (kinda?)

Word count: 4434

Summary: Roman sees who he knows is the love of his life at the library - but when they get off to a hostile start, he not only has to make it up to them but find them again.

AO3

“But Logan, libraries are boring!” Roman whined as Logan pulled him up the steps. “All they’ve got are old books and the only good ones are in the fantasy section, and I’ve already read all of the ones in this library!”

“You read? I’m impressed,” Logan grumbled back. “Look, you have to come with me. I’ll let you go into the fantasy section or look at the scripts for musicals or whatever you want as long as you wait for me to get what I want. Got it?”

“What’s in it for me?”

“You get to read for once, something I’ve seen you do maybe twice. Maybe.”

Logan sighed and rubbed his face in an annoyed gesture as Roman shot him a glare. “Fine. We’ll go to that cafe that you wanted to show me. Fair?”

“Okay!” Roman perked up. Logan had been avoiding it for days, but Roman just knew that he would love the cafe. It was perfect for a nerdy bookworm like him!

They entered the huge doors and walked into the library itself. Roman immediately rushed off to grab the nearest fantasy book and sit on one of the couches as Logan wandered off to god-knows-where. Probably the science section.

As he settled down, Roman took a moment to take in the surroundings. There weren’t many people in the library today. A couple of kids with their parents, a young teen wandering around on their own, the librarian - what was their name? Oh, right, Thomas - who Roman could now see was one of the reasons - or maybe the only reason - why Logan wanted to come here. Logan had started a conversation with them, and it appeared that they wouldn’t stop talking for a while.

Roman pulled open his book to finally start reading, but then something caught his eye. From between the shelves emerged someone he’d never seen before. They had purple hair and was wearing a black hoodie around their waist. A dark purple shirt covered their thin frame. As they turned towards Roman, he saw that dark eyeshadow was put underneath their eyes.

They waved at Roman, a smirk on their face, and he realised that he was staring. He sunk down more into his chair and reopened his book.

As soon as the person started moving again, Roman peeked around his book to watch them. They walked over and checked out the book they were holding - what was it? Roman couldn’t quite see - before heading towards the door. They glanced over their shoulder right at him, the smirk still on their face, before exiting the library, leaving Roman to stare at the place they had been.

“What are you looking at?” Logan’s voice startled him back to reality.

“Uh, nothing!” Roman said hurriedly. Logan’s frown deepened.

“Well, I suppose we have to go to the cafe now. A deal’s a deal.”

Roman perked up. “Oh yeah! Trust me, you’re gonna love it!”

Logan chuckled. “If you say so. But it’s unlikely.”

“That’s what you said last time!”

“And you said I would like it at the waterpark, but I didn’t.”

“Stop fibbing! You totally loved it.”

“I did not!”

After a few more minutes of bickering, they arrived outside of the cafe. Logan tried to look inside through the window, but Roman quickly pulled him back and covered his eyes underneath his glasses. “You can’t look yet!” He chided. “It’s a surprise!”

They walked in the door, the bell chiming, and Roman took his hands off of Logan’s eyes, revealing the cafe in front of them.

The ceiling was covered in a beautiful painting of stars, whole galaxies of purples and blues. The soft glows of the lanterns on the pale cream walls provided a dim lighting that shone over the rest of the cafe. At the back were bookshelves, with labels on each shelf that told you the genre of the books and various signs saying that they were free to borrow for those at the cafe. The wooden floors creaked gently under each footstep, and the customers sat around small wooden tables, speaking in soft murmurs. Behind the counter a couple of baristas bustled around, making orders and fixing drinks. Occasionally they would call out a name and someone would stand up and receive it before quickly returning to their seat.

Logan stood frozen in the doorway, so still that Roman grew worried. “Hey, Lo?” He asked quietly. “Are you okay?”

He looked over the room once more. “Do you like it?”

Logan gave a start as Roman spoke, almost as if he had forgotten he was there. “Like it?” He whispered. “It- it’s beautiful.”

Roman smiled. “I told you you’d love it.” He led Logan over to the nearest free table, Logan apparently too awestruck to do anything himself. “You can go look at the books and stuff while I go order! They’ve got all sorts of books for nerds like you!”

“N-nerds? Roman!”

Roman grinned and went up to the counter. “One medium black coffee with one sugar, and one large cappuccino.”

After ordering he went back to the table and sat down, watching as Logan browsed the shelves.

The bell chimed, drawing Roman’s attention to who had just entered the shop. And lo and behold, it was the person that he had seen at the library, their book tucked under their arm and their long, side swept bangs covering one eye. They looked around the room, and looked startled when they spotted Roman, but quickly schooled their features and gave him a small smirk. They waved, before heading towards the back of the cafe and sitting at a free table.

“Who are they?” Logan’s voice startled him back to reality for the second time that day.

“No one!” Roman answered hurriedly. “I mean, I don’t know.”

Logan frowned. “What do you mean you don’t know?” He sighed and gestured with one hand, the other holding a book. “Go talk to them.”

“What?”

“I’m presuming they were who you were staring at at the library, so-” he made the gesture again. “- go talk to them.”

Roman gaped at him. “I- um, okay.” He stood up and started walking over, trying to look as casual as possible, ignoring the fact that now both Logan and the new person were watching him.

“Hey.” He greeted the person, all casual-like.

“Hi. You’re the person from the library.”

“I am.” Roman looked at the person, and oh god it was so unfair how their eyes were the most perfect shade of brown. “My name’s Roman.”

“Virgil. They/them pronouns.”

“Oh, I use he/him pronouns. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Likewise.” They shook hands.

“So why were you staring at me?”

“Oh, um. Yes. Sorry about that.”

Virgil smirked but didn’t press him.

“So do you live here?” Virgil asked.

“In this town, yes. Why?”

“I don’t. I’m just here for a concert.”

“Oh. Are you alone?”

“No, I’m with a friend.”

“How long are you here for?”

“Why are you asking so many questions?”

Roman blinked. “Um. I wanted… to be friends with you?”

Virgil’s eyes narrowed. “Sure. I’m gonna buy a coffee and leave, and you better not follow me or I’m calling the cops.”

“No, wait! I-”

“Please. Go away.”

Virgil stood up and went to the counter. Roman watched him go, not bothering to follow them - he knew that he would only get pushed away again.

Sighing, he went back to Logan who sat buried in his book, now with his coffee sitting in front of him, Roman’s sitting opposite. Logan looked up as he approached and closed the book, holding one finger on the inside to keep his page.

“It didn’t go well?”

Roman sighed again and slumped into the chair opposite Logan. “Nope.”

“You’ll find love someday.” Logan reopened his book and continued reading.

“But when, Logan, when?!” Roman folded his arms and slumped on the table dramatically. “Tell me why?”

“Ain’t nothing but a heartbreak.” Logan said in a monotone voice, closing his book again. “If I found love, so can you.”

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhh.” Roman groaned and sat up, this time leaning back in his chair. “I still don’t understand how you got the attention of an extremely handsome man and-” he fake retched “- my brother.”

“Your brother is also an extremely handsome man, Roman.”

“Sure he is.”

Now it was Logan’s turn to sigh. “Just tell me what happened.”

Roman dropped his chair forward. “I went up to them and it started out fine but then it all went downhill.” He made a downward motion with his hand.

They stared at each other in silence before Logan made a gesture with his hand. “Continue?”

“That’s it.”

Logan stared at him. “What did you do?”

“Nothing!”

“Falsehood. What did you do?”

“According to them, I asked too many questions.”

“You can be annoying sometimes.”

“I- hey!”

Logan sat back in his chair. “Did you get any information out of them?”

“Um… they’re here for a concert.”

“Do you know which one?”

“Nope. They didn’t say.”

“We’re going to a concert tomorrow. Panic! At The Disco, right?”

“Oh, yeah! They look like an emo, maybe they’ll be there.”

“Perhaps. You need to remember to be on time - we meet at your place at 11.”

“Don’t you trust me?” Roman placed one hand on his chest and gasped in mock offence.

“Logan, I’m always reliable. Especially with times.”

Logan peered over his glasses at Roman. “Look me in the eyes and say that again, because it is most certainly not true.”

“I’ll be ready, Logan. And I’ll make sure that Remus is too. You have to remember that we are all going together, and you and Remus aren’t to sneak off to snog in some dark corner. Got it?”

“We won’t be doing that. And even if we are, it will be because he initiated it, so you should tell him to behave before we go.”

“He’s your boyfriend.”

“And he’s your brother. Don’t worry, I’ll be warning him as well.”

“Mhm.” Roman looked over at the door, as if he expected Virgil to come back in and say sorry.

The next day Logan knocked on the door of Roman’s house, perfectly on time as he always was. Well, except for that one time where he got distracted by a sale on Crofters and bought 12 jars. Roman would never dare to let him live it down.

Remus greeted him with a kiss and brought him inside.

“Hey, babe.” His usual stern expression softened for a moment before returning to normal. “Where’s Roman?”

Remus gasped in mock offence, a perfect copy of Roman the day before. “Logan Anthony Berry! Are you more interested in my brother than you are in me?”

“Never, love.” They shared another kiss. “But I don’t want to be late.”

“He’s getting changed.”

“Still? What’s his excuse this time?”

“He woke up late and for some reason decided to sing the entire soundtrack of Hamilton in the shower. He’s probably going to tell you that he was late because of ‘artistic difficulties’ or something.”

Roman ran out of the bedroom, pulling on his jacket. “Sorry I’m late! It’s because of artistic difficulties.”

Remus turned to Logan with a look on his face that said What did I tell you?

“Remus told me the actual reason. You’re lucky that Dee is even later than you are, otherwise you would be in enormous trouble right now.”

“I know, I kn-” A knock interrupted him and they all rushed to the door.

Logan opened it to find Janus smirking at him and greeted him with a kiss. “Are you ready to go?” Logan asked while Janus pecked Remus on the cheek.

“If I wasn’t I wouldn’t be here, would I?”

“Then let’s go!” Logan practically pushed them out the door and into his car.

“We aren’t late, Logan! It’s just a concert!” Roman exclaimed as Logan started up the car.

“You and I both know that that isn’t true, Roman. You and Remus have been figuratively talking my ear off about this concert for months.”

“It’s true.” Janus confirmed.

There was an awkward silence before Roman rubbed the back of his neck and said, “Maybe… but still, Lo, it’ll be fine!”

Logan pulled into the parking lot of the theatre. “We’re here.”

There was a moment where everyone unbuckled their seatbelts and got out of the car. Roman and Remus were practically vibrating from excitement as they walked in.

“Remember, all of you need to behave.” Logan warned them.

“I’m always on my best behaviour, Logan! You can trust me!” Remus told Logan, eyes wide with innocence.

“Sure you are.” They shared another quick kiss before Logan turned to Janus. “You need to help me keep him under control.”

“Sure thing, captain.” Janus saluted, a huge grin on his face. “Do I get a kiss as well?”

“Of course.”

Roman interrupted their kiss halfway through. “While I love seeing you lovebirds make out, we do need to elbow our way to the front as soon as we can.”

“Yes. Let’s go.” They headed off into the crowd, more than ready for the concert to start.

Roman and Remus screamed out the words to the songs at the top of their lungs, jumping as high as they could to get a look at the stage. Janus and Logan watched them in happy silence, enjoying every moment.

“Let’s kill tonight, kill tonight! Show them all you’re not the ordinary type! Let’s kill tonight!” They

hollered along with the crowd and, of course, Brendon Urie, the glorious god of singing himself.

The song ended, and the crowd cheered. Roman and Remus panted, matching grins stretching across their faces as they cheered together.

Logan tapped on their shoulders and they spun around.

“I’m going to go get some water!” He yelled over the crowd.

“I’ll come with you!” Remus shouted back.

“I’ll stay here and keep our spots!”

“Me too!”

Remus and Logan held thumbs up to indicate that they heard them and held off, holding hands totally just so that they didn’t get separated.

They soon returned, carrying two bottles of water each. They handed one to Janus and Roman kept one for themselves each.

“Roman! Guess who we saw!” Logan yelled.

It took a beat before it sunk in. “You saw them?!” He yelled back.

Logan nodded vigorously. “They’re about 10 metres directly behind us!”

Roman immediately stood up on his tiptoes and tried to see over the crowd, even though he was too short to see far.

“I’m gonna go find them!” He yelled at Logan. Logan flashed him a thumbs up and Roman moved off.

After a few seconds he found them, chatting with someone else.

“Hey!” He called, having his arms as he got closer. Virgil turned and saw him, a look of disgust quickly crossing their face before disappearing just as quickly.

Roman reached them quickly and greeted the new person. “Hi! I’m Roman! He/him pronouns!”

“I’m Patton! Also he/him pronouns! It’s nice to meet you!”

They shook hands with each other before Roman turned back to Virgil. “I’m sorry about yesterday! I seemed to have freaked you out!”

“Of course you freaked me out! You were acting like a creep!”

“Again, I’m really sorry about that! Could I make it up to you?”

There was a short pause while Virgil thought it over.

“Come on, Virge! He seems like a good guy!” Patton nudged them. “Give him a chance!”

“And how would you make it up to me?” Virgil asked Roman.

“I could buy you a coffee or something sometime?”

“You’d have to do it tomorrow because I’m leaving the day after that!”

“Alright! May I have your number?”

Virgil frowned. “Can’t we just meet up at the coffee shop we were at yesterday?”

“I mean, I guess, but it would be easier to organize it if I had your number!”

“Sure it would, but it’s just coffee. How about I meet you there at 3?”

“That’s fine by me!”

“Cool, I’ll see you then!”

This was obviously Roman’s cue to leave, and, like a fool, he took it, returning to the others.

Remus leapt on him the moment he saw him. “How did it go, lover boy?”

Roman shot Logan a dirty look before turning back to Remus. “It went fantastically well.”

“Did it now? Did you get their number?”

“I did not. However, I am going out with them to a cafe tomorrow at 3.”

“Ooh, fancy!”

“It’s not actually. It’s just fancy compared to the places that you usually lurk.”

Remus shrugged. “Same difference.”

With that, he turned back and started singing with the crowd, and after a moment, Roman joined him.

The next day Roman arrived at the coffee shop at 5 to 3 and sat down in the spot that he had seen Virgil sitting at a couple of days before.

Virgil arrived at exactly 3, though Roman watched them hover around at the door for a couple of minutes before walking in. They walked over to Roman and sat down at the table.

“You said you were going to buy me a coffee?”

“Hello to you too. Yeah, if you tell me your order I’ll go get it.”

“One small black coffee, nothing added.”

“Ew.” Roman stood up and went to the counter before Virgil could reply. He ordered, “One small black coffee and one large caramel frappuccino.”, collected their drinks, and sat back down, handing Virgil their cup.

“So,” He said. “If you’re not from around here, where are you from?”

“What?” Virgil asked, confused.

“When we first met, you said that you were just in town for a concert. Where are you from?”

“Why do you need to know?”

Roman was surprised at the sudden hostility. “...To get to know you better and see if we can hang out more?”

“Mm. We’ll see.” Virgil took a slow sip of their coffee. “If you’re so interested in us getting to know each other, then you won’t mind if I ask you a few questions.”

“Sure, go ahead.”

“First of all, why are you so interested in me?”

“Because you’re hot.” Roman blurted out before he could stop himself. Now it was Virgil’s turn to be shocked. “And because you seem cool.” He added as if to cover it up. “And I was wondering if we could be friends?”

“Wait, hold up.” Virgil closed their eyes, confused. “You think I’m hot?”

“Um… yes.”

There was a moment of awkward silence.

“Um, okay. Moving on!”

“Fine by me!”

“Do you live in this town?”

“I do, yes. I have for the vast majority of my life. I live with my brother.”

“Is that the person that you came in with the other day?”

“No, that was Logan. Who, coincidentally, is dating my brother. And a friend of mine.”

“Okay.”

There was another awkward silence while they figured out what to say to each other.

“Do you want to go to the park? It’s kind of hot in here.” Roman said.

“Sure.”

With a scraping of chairs they stood up and walked out of the shop and down the street, still in silence. Talking to Virgil was harder than Roman had thought, but he was determined to get

something out of them by the time they parted.

They walked together into the park and sat on a bench, watching as kids flew kites and played

together on the playground.

“How long are you here for?” Roman asked.

“I’m leaving tomorrow morning.”

“Oh. That’s a pity. Your friend, Patton? Does he live here?”

“Yeah, he does. I’ve been staying with him.”

“Cool, cool.”

There was yet another silence, though this one wasn’t as awkward as the others.

Suddenly, Roman spotted a little shop by the edge of the grass. “Hey, look! They’re renting

kites!”

He jumped up and walked over to the stand, throwing his cup away in the bin as he did so. Virgil followed him, close behind.

Roman paid for two kites and handed one to Virgil before running onto the grass. He unrolled it and ran, lifting it high into the air. He stood and watched it flapping in the breeze before looking back at Virgil.

“Come on! Lift it into the air!”

Virgil hesitated and looked down at the kite in their hands before letting it go and lifting it into the air. It lifted high and flapped next to Roman’s. The kites both dipped and twirled together, contrasting against the bright blue sky in their red and gold (Roman’s kite) and purple (Virgil’s).

“See! It’s fun, isn’t it?”

Roman looked over at Virgil, who looked back at him. Tentatively they let themself smile, and Roman grinned back at them before looking back up at the kites. He let his go out a bit more so that it floated higher above Virgil’s. He glanced over at Virgil who frowned back at him. He looked back up at the kites and scowled when he saw that Virgil’s was now above his.

He let his out even more and frowned harder as Virgil’s floated higher.

They continued like this, trying to best each other and get theirs higher than the other, until they ran out of string and their kites were high in the air, dots high in the sky.

Then, suddenly, the wind disappeared, and their kites plummeted to the ground. They both ran forward to catch them as they came closer and closer.

Virgil managed to just catch theirs, holding it close in their arms, but Roman was too close and it landed right on his head before falling onto the grass.

“Ow!” He complained. “That hurt!”

He heard Virgil snort and whipped around. “Hey!” He cried, rubbing his head. “Don’t laugh at me!”

“It couldn’t have hurt that much!” Virgil stifled a giggle. “You were only hit with the cloth part!”

“No! I was hit with the wooden bit! It hurt loads!”

“Sure you did.”

“Oh shut up emo nightmare. How did you even catch it from that high?” He picked up the kite and they headed back to the stand.

“I’ve had practice catching large things. Patton’s always falling out of trees. He falls out of basically every tree he climbs, and I don’t know why he doesn’t tell me before he does it. Someday I’m not going to be there and he’ll get seriously hurt.”

They gave the kites back and headed back through the park towards the exit.

“Hey!” Roman said, pulling out his phone. “You wanna take a selfie?”

“God, of course you would be one of those people.” Virgil sighed. “Sure, I guess.”

Roman and Virgil stood next to each other and smiled as Roman took the picture.

“I’ve always looked bad in photos. I don’t want it.” Virgil told Roman.

“You sure?”

“Definitely.”

“Alright then. I guess that concludes our date.”

“It wasn’t a date!” Roman couldn’t quite see, but he was sure that Virgil had flushed red under all of the white foundation that they had on. Their ears were certainly red.

He grinned. “If you say so. I had fun anyway!” He held out his hand and after a moment, Virgil shook it. “Are you getting picked up by someone?”

“Yeah, I am. Patton.” Virgil pulled out their own phone. “He should be coming soon. I told him to meet me at the park earlier.”

“Great! I’ll wait with you.”

“You really don’t-”

“I insist!”

“Um, okay.”

They stood in awkward silence for a few minutes until a light blue car pulled up to them.

“Again, it was great seeing you!” Roman called out as Virgil got in.

“Yeah, it was okay.”

“Maybe we can meet up some other time?”

“I’m leaving town tomorrow, so that probably won’t happen.”

“Oh. Well in that case, bye!”

“Bye.” Virgil shut the door and the car drove off, leaving Roman standing there on his own.

A few moments later, Remus’ car pulled up to him and the window closest to Roman lowered, revealing Remus behind the wheel, a gigantic grin on his face.

“How did it go?” He asked.

“It went absolutely wonderful!” Roman answered, sitting in shotgun. “I really softened them up!”

“Ooh! What did you do? Tell me all of the juicy details!”

“Remus!”

“What?” Remus said, an innocent look on his face. Roman scrutinised it before moving on.

“So, we sat in the coffeeshop for a bit, and we each had coffee. They had a small black coffee

with nothing in it! Absolutely disgusting!”

“It is not!”

“Says the man who takes a bit out of the hotel’s soap everytime we go on holidays! Then we went to the park and finished our coffees.”

“That’s boring! Why didn’t you guys do some fun stuff?”

“I know exactly what your definition of fun is, Remus! Just let me finish!”

“Alright, alright! Jeez!”

“Thank you! And then we rented kites - well, I paid for them - and we flew them! We got into a

competition of whose could fly higher but they ended up being the same height by the time that we ran out of string. But then… tragedy struck! The wind fell and with it, our kites!” Roman gasped dramatically, placing one hand delicately on his forehead. “They fell straight down and mine landed right on my head, injuring me terribly!”

Remus, who had been silent for the most part during this description, burst out laughing.

“It fell on your head!” He managed to say through the laughter. “I wish I had seen that! It would have been hilarious!”

“Oh shut up!” Roman whacked him gently on the arm. “Keep your eyes on the road!” Remus slowly stopped laughing and Roman continued. “Somehow, they managed to catch theirs perfectly. Said they had experience from catching one of their friends, who apparently can’t climb.

“Then we returned the kites and waited at the gates while Patton came and picked them up. They’re leaving tomorrow, so they have to pack their stuff I reckon.”

“But you have their number, right?”

Roman froze, realizing his idiocy.

“Oh my god, you didn’t get their number?” Remus grinned. “You know what this means!”

“That I’m never going to see the one who is clearly the love of my life again?”

“It means that we’re going to have to combine - me, Logan, Janus and you-”

“Janus, Logan, you and I.”

“Whatever! We’re going to have to find them! And if we can’t…” His grin spread, a touch of insanity reaching his eyes. “We’re going on a road trip!”

#roman sanders #virgil sanders #prinxiety #logan sanders #remus sanders #janus sanders #intruloceit #platonic logince #creativitwins #thomas sanders #my writing

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lovemesomesurveys · 3 years

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What’s the last vegetable you ate, and when did you eat it? I had spinach in my homemade egg and cheese mcmuffin yesterday.

What was your last Facebook notification for? Notifying me someone added a photo to a group I’m in.

What bands have you seen live? Several because a few of the concerts I’ve been to featured a few bands, which was cool. I don’t feel like listing them all.

Tell me an interesting fact about your mother: She wanted to go into the marines, but unfortunately life happened and her plans got put on hold and ultimately never happened. That was her dream. :/

What do you think is the most important thing to happen to you before the age of 13? Uhh. The accident I had at 7 months old that made me a paraplegic and changed my life forever?

What were you super against as a young child but aren’t anymore? Scary movies. I love ‘em now.

What are your plans later today? Stay in bed most of the day sleeping, watching TV, scrolling through Tumblr, watching YouTube, and checking my social medias.

Are you doing anything exciting this weekend? It’s the weekend and that’s all I’m doing ^^^.

Who do you talk to the most? My mom.

What are some things you do regularly that make you feel old? I feel old because of how I feel, health wise.

Who is your best guy friend(s)? I don’t have one.

Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? I’d like to be a little tanner.

If you had a tiny scar on your face, would you get it removed or just keep it? I do have some tiny scars on my face and I just let them be.

Have you had an x-ray in the past year? Yes.

Do you think your first love still loves you? He never did.

What is something that is “going right” in your life? I’ve been going through a really hard time the past month, actually.

When did you feel ready to start dating? I thought I was when I had my first boyfriend at 16, but nope.

When was the last time your pet bit you? If you don’t have a pet, have you ever been bitten by someone else’s? She’s never bitten me.

Where were you the last time you made out? I think it was in his car. It’s been several years now since then, so I’m not quite sure.

When was the last time you cried tears of joy? I’m not someone who tends to cry for that reason.

How do you type your sad smileys? :(

Do you have “decorative hand-towels” that cannot be used in your house? Nope.

What was the last soda you drank? I had some Coke to take my medicine earlier.

What was the last thing someone made fun of you for? *shrug*

Have you ever had any type of surgery? Yeah, a few.

Should kids be allowed to get tattoos/piercings without parental consent? Uh, no.

Who was the last person to hit on you? It’s been a longgg time since that has happened.

What was the last thing you decided not to do, that you were supposed to? I was supposed to make a phone call yesterday.

What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever had to tell someone? Hm.

What do you put on hot dogs? On the very rare occasions I had a hot dog I just put ketchup and mustard.

Ever fallen in the shower? No, thankfully.

Do you think that things will get better? I can’t see that right now. :/

Have you ever legitimately saved a person’s life? No.

What’s your favourite book genre? Murder mysteries and psychological thrillers.

Have you ever walked out of a movie at the theatre? Once. I honestly don’t remember why, though.

Do dogs like you? Yes.

Would you say that you project an air of authority? Ha, no.

Have you ever jumped off a high dive into a pool? Nooo.

Do you use one towel when you shower or two? (one for hair, one for body) One.

Have you ever been to one of the great lakes? Nope.

Who do you know that had a baby recently? A few people on my Facebook.

Do you like Usher’s songs? Yeah, I like several of his songs.

When was the last time you went to a waterpark? Never. I don’t do waterslides.

Have you ever ridden a train? Nope.

What do you eat your French fries with? Ranch.

Do you have family problems? No family is perfect.

What’s the last food you ate that was stale? Hm. I don’t recall.

How do you like your grilled cheese? Cheesy.

What is the most challenging meal you have ever cooked? The only thing I cook is ramen, which isn’t challenging at all. I’m so not a cook. What was your favorite thing to do as a little kid? I lovedddd playing Barbies.

Have you ever been close to drowning? No, but that’s a fear of mine since I can’t swim so even with floaties or an inner tube I don’t feel safe.

Have you ever had a panic attack? Many times.

Do you like doing housework? No.

Would you ever get implants? No.

Do you own a robe? Nope. I have a Snuggie, though.

Do you have a little sister? What’s her name? Nope.

Do you like crust on pizza or do you cut it off? No, I just eat the top layer of dough on the pizza.

What was the last song you listened to? I don’t remember.

Have any of your family members been to jail? No one in my immediate family, but some extended family members have.

Is there anyone that you feel you still need some closure with? Not anymore.

Can you remember when you first learned how to read? Not exactly.

What event in your life has transformed your personality the most? I’m sure my accident had a big impact.

Have you ever had any teeth pulled? Yes.

Do you still want to be what you wanted to be in elementary school? Noo. Back then I wanted to be a teacher, but that changed when I got to like middle school.

What’re some TV shows that you would like to get into? I have a list of new shows I want to check out, but I have yet to get around to. Oh, I did start this new show on Freeform called “Cruel Summer” that just started last week, though.

How would you feel if you were drafted for the military? I can’t due to my physical disability.

What is your favorite Queen song? I like Bohemian Rhapsody, Under Pressure, We Will Rock You/We are the Champions, and Another One Bites the Dust.

Do you know how to use any foreign currency? I’ve never had to.

Been kissed by someone who you knew was “bad” for you? You could say that.

Ever taken an at-home pregnancy test? Nope. Never had a reason to.

When was the last time you were at a loss of what to do? The past few years. Now.

What did you do on your favorite date with a guy/girl? I loved going to Starbucks and then wandering around bookstores with Ty.

What’s a movie you have seen in the theater more than once? There’s several, like the big ones I’m really excited about and into such as the Marvel movies.

What is the reason you’re still alive? My family.

Have you ever had sex in someone else’s bed/bedroom? No.

Do you ever brush your hair before you go to bed? Not usually.

Have you ever had a dream about sleeping with a celebrity? (You don’t have to give details.) Maaaybe.

Has anyone ever told you that they needed you? Do you think they meant it? Yes, I’ve been told that. I think they did feel that way at the time.

How did you feel when you woke up today? What was the first thing you thought about? I haven’t gone to bed, yet, but I always wake up feeling shitty.

Do you still tell your parents that you love them? Yes.

Have you ever said “I love you” to someone you weren’t going out with? Well yeah, it’s not something you just say in the romantic sense. I love my family and tell them so.

Would you date someone with a physical disability? Yeah. I have a physical disability.

Think of the last person you had sex with. Do you think they’ve slept with anyone else since they last slept with you? I’m a virgin.

The last time you dyed your hair, what color did you dye it? Red.

Think of the last time you went out to eat. Who paid? My mom.

Do you save at least 15 percent of your income? I try to at least.

Do you ever go on Reddit? If so, what are some of your favorite subreddits? I’ve Googled things that led me to Reddit, but I don’t go on there specifically.

Were you ever a flower girl or ring bearer in anyone’s wedding when you were little? Nope.

Are your parents in good health? Fortunately, yes.

Have you ever been a caregiver to a sick/disabled relative? Nope. I’m the one who has the caregiver.

Is there any type of medicine you can’t take? For what reason? Well, I can’t take pills unless I can crush them.

Do you have a favorite pair of pajamas? What do they look like? My pajamas are also what I wear during the day, which are leggings and graphic tees.

Do you have any interesting pillow cases? I have a Michael Myers throw pillow, a couple other Halloween (the holiday) themed ones with skeletons and stuff on ‘em that I’ve had up since last Halloween, a Star Wars one, and a body pillow with giraffe print.

If something on your body hurts, which part is it most likely to be? My back, stomach, neck.

Are you more afraid of spiders or bees? Spiders, but I’m afraid of both. I’m afraid of ALL bugs.

Have you ever worn fake nails? If so, what did the last pair you wore look like? No.

Is Russian or Native American history more interesting to you? Various topics in history are interesting to me.

#personal #text #survey #surveys

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sneakerlust · 4 years

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It had to be today, didn’t it?

Xander grumbled as the rain came down hard, the husky holding a backpack over his head as he walked down the street. The downpour hit hard enough for the busses to have to shut down, with flooding being a real possibility for the part of town he lived in. Still, he had to get home somehow, so if he couldn’t take the bus, he had to walk.

The backpack did nothing to stop the drenching, though, and he felt like he was soaked from head to toe. Particularly toes, as the husky’s shoes were on their last legs, so to speak.

Squish, squelch, squish, squelch went his socks, and he made a face at the disgusting sounds that filled his ears with every step. His paws felt like they were wrinkling up like raisins in the wet socks, and his shoes felt like they were warping and clinging to him like wet clothes.

Which, admittedly, they probably were. The holes in the sole and the rips in the sides were the main reasons that the water was getting in the way it was, and the parts that were still whole had been worn thin over the long time he’d worn them. How long? Probably about three years, considering money had been tight lately.

Just gotta get them home and dry them out. They’ll last for a bit longer…I hope.

He jumped down from the sidewalk, avoiding one puddle onto to splash into a deeper one. The water went up over his ankles, sweeping into his sneakers. The sheer cold and wet left him shivering, and he ran across the street as fast as his feet could carry him, right towards the other sidewalk. He jumped out of the street –

And landed right on a can. Someone’s soda can, probably, tossed out when it was done and crunched under who knew how many feet. However, it was just rough enough along the bottom of his damaged shoe to cut in, and as he slipped along the unexpected obstacle –

Riiiiiip.

His foot came down, and the water was colder than ever. Xander shivered, hopping along on one foot towards a bus stop. Taking shelter under the glass roof, he sat down and pulled his foot off of the ground.

“Oh, fucking fucker fuck…”

The husky glared at the ripped open sole, a hole the size of his palm in the bottom of his shoe. No wonder it had been so cold. The damn thing was completely ruined now. Utterly, completely ruined.

Well…no point in walking home in just one shoe…and with the socks already soaked…

The husky sighed as he sat down, pulling off his other shoe and throwing it in one of the garbage cans. The socks he wore almost went in, but they were still something he could salvage, so they went into his backpack instead. Around all of his books and stuff, of course; college stuff was expensive, even for those people that were using financial aid, like him.

Wet concrete did not feel good under his paws, but there wasn’t much choice. He got back to walking, grumbling and shivering as he went along.

“Oh, come on…”

The muddy-pawed husky finally reached the front door of his house, only to find the door locked. A note on the door told him that his roommates had gone out of town for a concert for the weekend, and wouldn’t be back for a while. They said that the key was in the ‘usual place’, and that meant only one thing.

Squelch, squelch, squelch went his toes through the mucky mud in the yard, going around the side of the house to the backyard. It felt like his toes were being sucked right into the mud, pulled down into it. Every step slid through the slimy, wet stuff, making him feel like he was struggling to keep his balance every which way. He stuck out his tongue at the feeling, shaking his head as he tried not to get soaked any further.

It didn’t work very well. The roof of the house was weirdly sloped, and it was like one of those places in a waterpark, where the water would come down unexpectedly and in great geysers. He was hit in the head four times before he could get to the backyard, and his hair was stuck against his scalp by that point.

At least he’d left his books by the front door, under the shelter of the patio cover. That way, they weren’t getting soaked.

The bare-pawed husky slid along through the backyard, looking under a number of rocks in the ‘garden’ that one of his roommates kept in the back. It was like fumbling through slime, with how wet the ground was. He swore that his feet were getting sucked into the ground just squatting there, his toes swallowed up in mud, and then his feet in general. Like quicksand, almost, except not as dry.

Finally, he found the key, slathered in mud, and stood up. He had to reach down, wrenching one foot out of the ground, then the other, before making his way up to the back door. Big, muddy footprints followed him, leaving marks on the white wood, and he sighed. One more thing to clean up later.

He wiped his feet as best he could on the mat, and then unlocked the door. Going from a downpour to a relatively warm house was…heavenly, to put it mildly, even if his clothes were still clinging to him like some lover that would never let go.

“Hello? Anyone home?”

No answer, but he didn’t expect one after that note. At least it meant he could get dry faster.

Xander pulled his shirt over his head, and threw it onto the floor. His jeans followed, leaving him in a totally soaked pair of briefs. He blushed a bit at the way that it clung to everything, but at least it was better than being freezing in the rest of his clothes.

He jogged through the house to the front door, and opened it just a crack. Nobody was around, but he didn’t step outside. Instead, he fumbled for his bag, reaching for it this way and that, and finally found the strap. He gave it a tug –

Thump.

“Huh?”

Xander blinked a few times. There hadn’t been anything out there when he’d arrived. Had a mailman come by or something?

He tugged his backpack again, letting the door open that little bit further, and saw that there was a box right beside it. Looking back and forth again to make sure that there was nobody that might see him, he opened the door that little bit more to pull it in. Then he shut it tight, and locked it, just in case someone tried to come in later.

Setting his soaked backpack down by the side of the door, he looked over the box. It was pretty plain, with brown wrapping paper and some sort of red ink spelling out his address. Nothing familiar about it, though, and everything looked rather smudged from the rain. No name, either, just the address.

The husky shrugged, taking it to the living room. It was something, at least, and he might as well open it, see whose it was.

Still can’t believe my sneakers burst on the way home…what am I gonna do now? The last bits of money he had were for lunch at school, since it was cheaper than anything here, and he didn’t want to try and borrow money from his roommates. Most of them were better off than he was, either because of a job they’d managed to score or because of more generous parents, but none of them really seemed to get along with him. He was pretty sure it was because they were all sorts of stuck up, though.

He sat down on the couch, paused, and then put a blanket under his rump to keep from soaking the cushions with his drenched clothes. The husky supposed he could finish getting changed, but when would he get the opportunity to enjoy the house like this? It wasn’t like he was a pervert, but there was something freeing about walking around a house in your underwear and nothing else.

Getting a small grin from that, the dog reached down and ripped off the wrapping paper. To his surprise, there was a shoebox inside, dryer than it should have been after sitting in the rain for any length of time, but he wasn’t about to complain. He opened the side of it, and gasped.

Oh…my…god…

Sitting in the box was the best pair of hightop sneakers that he had ever seen. The converse sneakers were a beautiful black and red, something that seemed streaked through the whole design. The red seemed to almost glow, as if it was a glow in the dark material, and he grinned at the thought of how cool that would look when walking around the campus.

But they couldn’t be –

But they were. Exactly his size, even, as if someone had picked them out special for him. It was beyond anything that he had expected.

Did…someone actually do something nice for me? That…that doesn’t sound right. But maybe…

His fingers couldn’t stop stroking along the sides of the shoe, rubbing the soft, smooth fabric that formed the body of them. The shoelaces were surprisingly soft, as well, feeling almost like silk as he ran his fingers from one to another, dragging them along. As he felt along the interior, he started to blush, feeling a different sort of excitement beginning to stir.

Xander pushed at his crotch as he felt his cock rising up, not wanting it to start tending out the briefs he wore, but it was too late. It was like the shoes were turning him on…Which, he admitted, wouldn’t be the first time that had happened. He had a thing for shoes, and sneakers in particular…and these were a really nice pair of sneakers…

“Well…since no one else would get themselves something like this…I’ll just guess that they’re mine.”

After all, it wasn’t like anyone else had a shoe size this big, right? And it wasn’t like anybody would be trying to take it from him after he’d worn them for a few days.

Socks. He needed socks to try them on. Shocked into action, the husky ran back down the hall, leaving the shoes – and that strange red glow – behind.

He returned ten minutes later, his feet washed of all the mud they’d picked up. He’d changed his underwear as well, getting rid of the soaked pair and generally drying himself off as well. He carried a pair of socks in hand, and sat down on the couch, dragging them over his feet. The white cotton felt amazing to him after walking with drenched socks for so long, and he sighed happily as he wiggled his toes at the end of them, taking some extra comfort in the nice pair.

But the real treat was still waiting. Xander smiled at the sneakers, taking them both out of the box and putting them on the floor. They looked fabulous, utterly perfect for him, though…

He paused, looking at them. They seemed a little…different, in some way, compared to how they’d looked in the box. The front of them seemed rounder, almost as if they were made specifically for his bigger toes, for the way that his feet got bigger in the front than they did in the middle or the heel.

But they were normal just a second ago…

Xander shook his head. He had to be imagining it. Yes, magic existed out there, but who had ever heard of magical shoes? It was always in the bigger amulets and stuff like that, things that the magical studies people could actually flaunt around other people. Nobody would make magical –

Mmmmph…someone…there….

The husky jumped to his feet, looking this way and that. The voice had been a gravelly one, not like any of his roommates, and for a second, he thought that someone had snuck in. He stopped himself from covering his crotch like a guilty boy caught jerking off, but he couldn’t see the source of the sound.

“Who’s there?”

Someone…here…Mmmm…someone…good…

“I’m serious! Where are you? Who are you?”

I’m right…here!

Xander yelped as his hands were suddenly grabbed by the same silken laces that he’d been fondling, staring down at the thick white lengths. Suddenly, the sneakers leaped off of the floor, dragging themselves up with the grips they had on his arms, and shoved him back with their soles in his face.

The husky went down without a fight, hitting the couch in pure shock. One of the sneakers landed on his chest, while the other pushed its treads against his cheek.

Heh…so…I got sent to another pervert, did I? Well…looks like the game’s not over yet…

“What the fuck? What the hell are you? This…”

Heh, you’re already getting it, boy. Magic. You know we’re magic.

“But…but how?”

Curses, is how. I should have been able to deal with that mage, should have been able to deal with both of them. But they were clever…Oh, too clever for their own good, though. Sealing me this way…Oh, I’ll have my revenge on them…but first, I’m going to have to get a new body. Something I can use to do what I need. And yours seems just about perfect for that.

“Wait, wait, I’m just a college student. I don’t know anything about magic!”

That’s even better. You won’t be able to fight me.

The shoes leaped back, the laces leaving his arms, but wrapping around his ankles instead. Xander pulled himself up, trying to get off the couch, but the sneakers were impossibly strong. They yanked his legs back onto the cushions, forcing his feet to face towards the other armrest as they forced his toes to point upwards.

Besides, boy, it’s not like you don’t want these shoes…I felt your lust. An incubus can always feel that.

“In – how the hell did an incubus get sealed in a pair of shoes?!”

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sohannabarberaesque · 3 years

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Unlikely phone call vis-a-vis Crazy Claws and The Banana Splits at just past midnight

[This while the quartet of Bingo, Drooper, Fleagle and Snorky, having just finished another concert which included no less than three encore calls, were in an all-night diner for a post-concert supper--nothing fancy, just decent, simple cuisine; suddenly, out of nowhere, Fleegle's mobile phone goes off in playing "The Tra-La-La Song," the band's traditional theme also serving as his ringtone, when--]

CRAZY CLAWS, with snark inherent: Did I unnecessarily scare you out of your bed in some cheap motel?

FLEEGLE, slightly peeved at the insinuation: You may be surprised to know we're having a post-concert supper in some modest little all-night cafe, just some decent home cooking of the sort we could certainly go for on occasion! Uh, by the way, how did you get our mobile number?

CRAZY CLAWS: Would that I enjoyed some home cooking at or about this time ... in fact, the reason I called was to make a performance offer to you.

[Fleegle hands the phone over to Bingo, otherwise in the middle of a meatloaf dinner, to let him discuss things to hand.]

BINGO: Well, well, wellllll ... if it isn't our old friend, Crazy Claws, of whom we still have fondest memories of that all-night jam session in Wisconsin Dells some years back as got a little crazy!

CRAZY CLAWS: Thank you for the aide-memoire, Bingo; as a matter of fact, I have some contacts in Wisconsin Dells as are looking for a few good acts to fill the nighttime void left by the Tommy Bartlett Show's being discontinued over the summer, and I think you might be interested.

BINGO, with some excitement: You may like to know we have a deal with the Rex Beach Casino--

CRAZY CLAWS, interjecting: Yes, the Rex Beach Casino, one of the swingingest amusement halls in the Land of Ten Thousand Lakes ... and yet I wonder what explains the appeal of the Rex Beach Casino, to begin with, when you don't have any sort of casino games on offer.

BINGO: Except maybe pinball machines and video games; and besides, "casino" does not necessarily have to carry a gambling-related association!

CRAZY CLAWS, with some snark: Who said it had to, at any rate?

BINGO: At any rate, we have an engagement at the Rex Beach Casino for a month with Memorial Day weekend as its midpoint, essentially to kick off the summer season there.

CRAZY CLAWS: So, once this Rex Beach Casino engagement has ended, would you be willing to play Wisconsin Dells for the sake of such bound to be starved entertainment-wise by the end of the Tommy Bartlett Show?

BINGO: What would be in it for us exactly?

CRAZY CLAWS: For one, an opportunity to perform at one of the more legendary kitschy summer resorts in the Midwest, and for another, plenty of "meet-and-greet" opportunities galore.

[Bingo returns the phone to Fleegle, to pick up the conversational proposition]

FLEEGLE: So what you're wanting us to do, basically, is to supplant this Tommy Bartlett Show with some campy concert appearances and walk around Downtown Wisconsin Dells in the evenings, obviously standing out like the proverbial sore thumbs--

CRAZY CLAWS: At least it's much better than that R-rated horror flick you appeared in, and besides, what better place to stage a comeback in than Wisconsin Dells? Oh, and did I mention where you'd be staying at my retreat besides the Legendary Artificial Waters of Artificial Lake Delton?

DROOPER, as an aside: Which, at least, would be quite the saving on those waterpark resorts I understand the Dells happen to be known for, to begin with! And which can get to be rather expensive, besides!

FLEEGLE, on the phone: Not a bad idea, even if you had to call us at a rather late hour while we were having a quiet and simple after-show dinner in an all-night diner! At any rate, I think such might be a rather interesting idea, so feel free to get in further contact with such behind this proposition ... besides, we can use some fresh and positive exposure renewed, don't you agree?

CRAZY CLAWS: We can certainly agree to that ... and at any rate, let's stay in touch for the most part with regards to this idea!

FLEEGLE, with much tartness rivalled otherwise by Goofy Gopher: Thank you very much!

#vignette #hanna barbera #the banana splits #crazy claws #unlikely conversation #concert offer #wisconsin dells #lovethedells #summer in the dells #hannabarberaforever

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talkfastcal · 4 years

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Rules: tag 10 people you want to know better

Thank you @devilatmydoor for tagging me! 💜

Relationship status: embarrassing

Favorite color(s): purple, teal, yellow

Three favorite foods: PASTA I LOVE PASTA YUM, salad, idk I like pineapple

Song stuck in my head: I’m currently listening to the song below so that’s in my head but earlier I had Pink by waterparks stuck in my head (BECAUSE OTTO SINGS IN THE CHORUS SO I HAD TO GO RELISTEN)

Last song I listened to: Anthem Part Two - Blink-182

Last thing I googled: THIS MEME LMFAO

Time: 12:30am 🥳

Dream trip: Dublin!!

Anything I really want: honestly?? I wanna go to a concert. I was supposed to see 5sos in 2 days and corona came and postponed it

I’m not tagging 10 people but I’ll tag some 💕

@louhazzabeingloudandloud @28-oops-hi @herefortommo @glitter-cal @i-like-5sos and as always anyone who wants to do this!!

#tag games #mutuals 💜

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Hey dude, I really like your music taste so do all the music questions that you didn't already answer 🌚

OK DUDE HERE THEY COME (except 1,6 & 14) ... ok lets do number 1 again What's a song you've been listening to a lot lately? as the world caves in by Matt Maltese, if I get high by nothing but thieves, and literally anything off waterparks’ new live album, that thing makes me feel so ALIVE bc like LIVE MUSIC Is there an album you recently discovered and are obsessed with it now? well waterparks live in the uk obviously but if the last 6 months count as recently, then the new abnormal by the strokes. its... absolutely breathtaking. I don't have words. 0 words. except these dudes know what the fuck they’re doing. and then I found the devil and god are raging inside me by brand new and jeeesus. literally Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ was my most played song in 2020 AS IT SHOULD BE bc its EVERYTHING this album is THE SHIT. every song is just *chef kiss* like there's limousine (omg limousine) and you won't know and not the sun and AHH listen to these albums omg Put your playlist on shuffle and show the first 10 songs. No cheating. i assume “your playlist” means all my saved songs so Topography by Civilian (pls go listen its SO great) Na Na Na by mcr yees issa classic Du schreibst Geschichte by Madsen omg geeerman just saying by EDEN (pretty pretty pretty) Westerland von den Ärzten another classic letdown by nothing,nowhere. sad but the good kind of sad The Man by the killers making fun of toxic masculinity gives me LIFE Graffiti by CHVRCHES YES and death stranding by CHVRCHES too YES SO GOOD simmer by Hayley Williams, a queen How do you tend to discover new music? If you do at all of course I do enjoy what Spotify suggests, like my weekly mix brought a lot of bops in the past, although sometimes it just sucks lets be real. I also like the artist- or album-radio, when I wanna find something similar to an album but not the album. and another thing I lovvve is when artists I like recommend music, for example, have you seen dallon weekes instagram stories? THE TASTE? bc yes, someone who writes music like that MUST have a superior taste in music and he fucking does.

What app do you mostly use to listen to music? Spotify :) Is there an artist that you feel ashamed of listening too? I can't think of anyone so probably not What is your favorite album cover art? omg. I have to go with more than one. so there's where the mind wants to go/where you let it go by I the mighty, one of my favorite albums of all time, and I'm going to say it how it is, I LIKE THE COLORS. the blue-ish imagine with the red omg. look at it pls. Also fandom by waterparks looks SO COOL. again the COLORS and I love the art for Isola by Kent. I recently discovered you wouldn't believe what privilege costs by civilian and I think that cover is pretty cool too. well and then there's petals for armor by Hayley Williams, the cover art is so fucking powerful Jesus I get goosebumps just thinking about it. in case you don't know about it, long story short: there's been a lot of shit going on in Hayleys life in the past. relatable imo. then they made after laughter and its been like u know what fuck it we’ll just laugh and dance through the pain. together. and I LOVED the vibe omg it gave me so much. but for Hayley it kinda postponed REALLY dealing with shit. she came home from touring with AL and she also got divorced during the AL era and everything's shit and out of all that came petals for armor. and in it she reclaims femininity, being alone, being powerful, being a women, everything. and ah yeah we were talking about the cover art, the cover is her, having a line of squares on her face, three of these squares are tattooed on her fingers though bc its where her ex husbands initials used to be that she got covered up. WHAT A MOVE. THE POWER. (if anyone is interested in hearing Hayley talking about/explaining all this, I really recommend watching her interview with zane Lowe. its SO GOOD basically free therapy) How much did your parents influence your music taste? a. lot. my dad listened to a lot of “dad rock” you may call it, I guess a lot of dads listened to stuff similar to this. Deep Purple, the police, simple minds, Green Day, Billy Talent, the scorpions and things like that. what influenced me the most tho was the beatsteaks (german band, very good), die Ärzte (german band, very good) and LAST BUT NOT LEAST the fricking blues brothers. my favorite movie (not the 2000 remake, go watch that in hell where it belongs), a great, charismatic band, unbelievable live performances. very big WOW from me. Do you own any vinyl? don't get me started omg. I DO. I wish I could take a photo but my records are at my parents house so ill just name my favorites. -after laughter and brand new eyes by paramore -violent things by the brobecks and their song boring on 7inch (this is very rare ok) -razzzzmatazzz by idkhow in gold :) -may death never stop you by mcr (my first one, I bought it first and then bought a record player for it, that's how it started lol) -omg the black parade is dead by mcr, this was never available on vinyl until record store day 2019 (?) and I hunted that bitch like idek what it was insane but I found a super cute small record store and the owner didn't have copies of it bc NOBODY DID but he fucking CALLED THE LABEL even though it was way too late and he asked if they'd send him a copy and THEY DID I FUCKING OWE THIS MAN -and omg Isola by Kent (in Swedish tho bc the English version was never pressed on vinyl) this was intense. I searched for like 2 weeks and then, on google results page 8 or something, I found what could've been the only copy on the damn internet and it was very expensive but its MINE NOW -my signed vertigo vinyl by EDEN, its clear and on side D it doesn't have music but a little message engraved it the vinyl IT IS CUTe -Placebos MTV unplugged! I am so I love with this album. SO. in love. and one day, when I was in Berlin to see palaye royale, back when we had concerts, I walked by a random record store and they have like 4 records left bc they were closing or idk and the only one displayed in the window was this one. tell me about FATE Do you own any cds? not many. sometimes when im at the store and I see ones I know or like, I just buy them and put them in me moms car bc I want her to listen to them. or when I find a cd by a smaller artist I enjoy, I buy it just to push the nachfrage. HI i am HERE and I WANT this music Is vinyl really better than listening on a digital device? im not gonna be that middle aged white male audiophile that hates on our generation for using Spotify. bc its great. I think its just different. I mean im sorry I don't carry my record player on the bus with me, pls forgive me for using my phone? having immediate access to most of the music that is out there? wow. what a concept. I love the internet. YES TECHNOLOGY. but. vinyls are... different. I feel likes its a different kind of listening. I feel like youre rly LISTENING. and that way isn't better, or right, and im not saying it works like this for everyone. but when I put a record on, my only activity at that moment is listening to music, I sit down and I listen. to the entire album. so skips and no pauses, bc that's how it works. and I think that sometimes, that can do a lot for you. if you let it. and besides that, physically owning a record makes me happy on a level nothing else really does. fuck I love music so much and when I fall in love with it, I fall hard. and then owning a copy of it, something I can touch, something that is MINE, putting it in my little shelf, looking at it every few days and just being in love? fantastic feeling. What is a genre of music that you tend to go to for comfort? sad shit. I feel like I can get great comfort from the sad shit. or maybe just slow shit. and songs that mean a lot to me and have been around me for some time, they have this other level of comfort. like for Emma, forever ago by bon iver for example. I have a playlist, maybe I'll reblog this again and link it ;) Do you tend to like poppy upbeat songs, or more intricate and interesting songs? both. sometimes I wanna have complicated stuff and analyze the shit out of lyrics and instrumentation, sometimes I just wanna v i b e If you have a favorite band or artist, tell us about how you got into them I liked paramore before but when they posted the video of them performing last hope at reading? it was over. when Hayley sang the bridge it was over. now im a die hard fan and I never looked back Is there a song that came out this year that you like? maybe after reading all this shit you expected a list but somehow I can't. where do u even start. but the answer is definitely yes. THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING I COULD GO ON FOR DAYS

#asks #music #i guess #not me putting I guess after my tags all the time #I like guessing #questioning everything is a lifestyle

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