#Lee Foundation Kit

[r0yal-guardian]

MTF Alpha-1 'Red Right Hand' Circa 1890

This is a rehash of some previous drawings I had posted to Twitter, the basic concept being to explore different designs for MTF units prior to the 21st century. In addition I redesigned the SCP and MTF logos, as I figured the Foundation would likely have gone through previous designs prior to the modern one, however their central concepts are still the same.

Most of the kit is French inspired, with some Prussian and British additions. Armed with the cutting edge technology of the time, such as the Lee-Metford and Barton patent respirator, the militant branch of the SCP Foundation certainly has their work cut out for them.

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[fictionkin-hell]

Inbox check? (Sorry idk if I sent you something or not XP )

Ofc! Roughly in order from oldest to newest:

(Green means it's currently being worked on by me, Gold means it's being worked on, but taking a while/in line to be worked on by me, and Pink means it's been claimed/being worked on by another mod!)

Bro Strider (Homestuck) care kit

Prince Sidon (LoZ) fashion kit

Penny (Stardew Valley) stimboard

Dr. Bright (SCP Foundation) fashion kit

Mariyam (Qualia Automata) stimboard

Frances Elsner + Christopher Pierre (Ghost and Pals) Icons

Norwegian Forest Cat moodboard

Spider Noir fashion kit

Reverse!Conner (D:BH) fashion kit

Foxybro (FNAF) userboxes

Jack Noir (unlisted) moodboard

Stoney Bologna (1 Trait Danger) stimboard

Fun Ghoul (MCR) tarot spread

Il Dottore (Genshin) fashion kit

Sand Wraith (httyd) moodboard (I forgor about it sorry 💀)

DJ Music Man (FNAF) moodboard

Slimecicle (GenLoss) shufflemancy

Yato (Noragami) music playlist

Homura (Madoka Magica) tarot spread

Eridan Makara (Gamzee Ways) pendulum reading

Phonegingi (Dialtown) wallpapers

Toy Bonnie (FNAF) stimboard

Ingway (Odin Sphere) pendulum reading

V2 (Ultrakill) stimboard

Lee Hooni (Suicide Boy) moodboard

Butterscotch (unlisted) pendulum reading

Randy Marsh (South Park) canon drawing

Hunter (Rain World) stimboard

Scorpion + Lilac Cookie (Cookie Run) stimboard

Scout (TF2) + Mettaton (Undertale) fashion kit(s)

Reshiram (Pokemon) names and pronouns

Sans (Undertale) tarot reading

Sasori (Naruto) pendulum reading

Tooth Hurty (Ghost and Pals) care kit

BLU Scout (TF2) names

The Supreme King (Yu-Gi-Oh GX) moodboard

c!Fundy (DSMP) music playlist

Silver (Pokemon) pendulum reading

Skyfire (Transformers 1984) wallpaper

Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds) music playlist

Sonic/Shadow (Sonic) stimboard

Batter (OFF) moodboard

Shadow being care/fashion kit

Max Caulfield (Life is Strange) care kit

Wow that's a lot-- I didn't list a few because I'm still waiting on more information/confirmation on if we can do them, but this is most of what we have so far!

A lot of the other mods are busy with school/jobs and such, so posting has been a bit slow ^^;

#i may have missed a few but I am eepy so shhhh #mod🔋

[mymoodwriting]

Hiya this isn't rly a request or anything just a little random ask you can ignore if you want

Idk if you've heard about the new skz record with han and lee know because minsung shippers are going absolutely crazy saying it's a conformation on minsung. While most stays are saying their just friends and platonic soulmates the shippers are going bat shit crazy saying how those stays are jealous and lying to themselves.

I've been seeing a lot of stays who agree han and minho are dating. And I mean a surprising lot.

So yea I just wanted to know ur own opinion on this and dw you can ignore this if you want I don't mind. So yea I hope your having a lovely and ty if you did reply to my ask.

Oh this is great, I've always wanted to engage more with my readers on my stories and things kinda just going on in the kpop world. I do follow many artists although I'm shy and not super engaged within the big fandom of things. Although it's interesting to me you bring up the minsung shippers and the new song.

To me I think it's a typical song about love, either romantic or platonic since it can go either way. I'm sure 3racha made this song with a specific meaning in mind, but as it goes with art, once it's out into the world it is open to interpretation. We can still ask the creator what meaning they put into it without detracting from the meaning others found in it.

Now, obviously the choice of having minsung sing this song will get shippers excited, but I think the duo choice comes from a different reason. It seems that as of late, to me at least, Lee Know hasn't been getting much love or attention from Stays, or the company. And I know Han hasn't had it easy either. I could be wrong but it seems like Lee Know specifically has been very quiet and distant, and not getting lines or being center despite his amazing talent. These SKZ-Record songs to me come off as means to give the boys a spot light and a chance to show their talents on their own terms instead of doing as the company wants them to do.

A lot of these songs don't end up on official albums, and some baby Stays or casual Stays might not even know they exist. Only recently with the SKZ-Replay compilation album did a lot of these songs come to the forefront, but physical copies were only limited to being a goodie for the SKZ 3rd membership kit. Meaning the compilation album and songs on it weren't really promoted. I don't even think those songs get played at concerts.

Anyway, I'm sorry I rambled. Back to your main point. I don't necessarily think this song is minsung confessing their feelings to each other and confirming they're dating, cause honestly there is no way for us to know for certain unless they straight up say it. We can speculate all we want and hope for it, but unless they say it we are left in limbo. Truth is the industry is not there yet in accepting idols who are openly queer. It's homophobia but also kinda goes against the current foundations of the kpop industry. Most idols are not allowed to date cause they are advertised to us as our boyfriends/girlfriends. We all know the kind of backlash idols get for being caught dating, or just hearing rumors about it. Not to mention it's just as bad if a rumor floats around about a certain idol being queer.

So honestly, if they are dating, good for them, I support them and love them all the same. If they're just really great friends and platonic soulmates and super comfortable with each other I'm happy they have each other as support. We can really only speculate if this song is a confession/confirmation, but as long as Stays aren't being toxic and shitty to one another and SKZ over it I see no harm in believing they are a real couple. Clearly though there does seem to be a problem with it, so I kinda hope this doesn't get blown up to the point SKZ and minsung and the company have to make a statement refuting all this, and possibly limiting the interactions between minsung going forward, which can greatly mess with their own dynamic and irl friendship. These kinda of things have happened before within the kpop world and I don't wanna see that happen here. Overall, it's a wonderful song, and their vocals go well together, and it's awesome they gave us something so beautiful.

TLDR; I'm not certain the new minsung single is a confession/confirmation on their relationship status, but I think it's more of a song meant to give Lee Know a chance to show off, and perhaps practice, his vocals outside of the group. And Han is there as his support, and also working on his own vocals, and the song also gives them both a great chance to hang out and make some music together.

Thanks for the ask though, I loved it, and I hope you're having a wonderful day too!

#ask #cloudieclair

[theghostpinesmusic]

"Everything Must Go" debuted on 10/1/22, at Pullman Yards. Like a lot of Goose's slower, ballad-type songs (also see "Not Alone," "Lead Up," "Silver Rising," "Borne," etc.), this one was initially a slow burn for me. The first time I heard "Arcadia," or "Thatch," by comparison, I was immediately a fan. But there's something about the band's slower songs (and Rick's slower compositions in particular) that take more listens for me to appreciate.

As a result, for awhile I kind of dreaded this song showing up in a setlist. I had a hard time "getting" the lyrics, and the nonstandard changes paired with the slow tempo made it feel like one of those tunes that seems to exist to suck the air out of a rollicking set of rock and roll music.

I don't recall exactly when it was that the song clicked for me, but it showed up during Goosemas '22 and then a lot of the great runs of early '23: Capitol Theater, the Met, the Ryman, and the Salt Shed. Somewhere in there, I started looking forward to hearing it (I wrote "I LIKE THIS ONE NOW" in goofy, stoned handwriting in my notes for 3/24/23).

It's not a rule but it is a tendency that ballads don't become jam vehicles: Phish is more likely to deliver a monster-jammed version of "Tweezer" than of "Wading In The Velvet Sea." I'd guess the assumption here is that ballads, by definition, are written to draw attention to lyrics, to emotion, to sentiment. Something like a "Tweezer," or a "Harry Hood," or even to some degree a "Thatch" has less immediately evocative lyrics (or no lyrics at all, in the case of something like "Jive Lee"), and thus if it's going to provide any sort of emotional punch or catharsis, it by necessity has to come from the music that follows the lyrics.

To this point, "Everything Must Go" was originally played "straight," with little to no improvisation, and felt, to me, just fine in that configuration. I don't expect a big jam out of "Silver Rising" or "726" because they are already gorgeous songs whose composed music and striking lyrics speak for themselves, and the same went for "EMG."

Around the middle of '23, there were a few versions of the tune that briefly stepped out of the box, but these felt more like curiosities than intentional attempts to take the song into outer space. Then came fall '23, when the band seemed to really turn (another) corner in the depth and quality of their communication and jamming, and "EMG" got a shot in the arm. The 9/14 and 9/20 versions both include notable jams. The 9/29 version, which I saw in person during the last set of my six-show in-person run down the west coast, felt like it was about to break into top-tier jam status, but was wrapped up instead to end the show and set up a monster "Hot Tea" encore (to be clear, I'm not complaining).

The next version, from Red Rocks '23, was one of the most profound examples of improvisation I've heard the band engage in since I started listening. I will almost certainly write this one up at some point.

So, exposition completed, let's jump now to the 11/16 version, from Manchester. While the band also played a great version of "EMG" on 11/7, during the Amsterdam show I've already written a bunch about, it felt a bit like a reprise of the Red Rocks version; while it's great, there isn't much there to write about that I wouldn't also say about the 10/6 version. Plus, there's a great YouTube video of the Manchester version, so we're gonna do that one.

I've already waxed (maybe-) eloquent about how much I love the composed part of this song, so I'll let it speak for itself. I will say that I really dig the instrumental break at 3:00, in that it's more of a full-band bridge of sorts instead of just the foundation for a guitar solo. It also gives the return to the lyrics more punch.

The chord Rick hits at 6:20 that leads the band immediately into a different key and feel is a relatively new addition to the song, but if it continues to lead to jams like this, I can't complain.

The great, two-kit drumming from the ending of the song proper continues here for a bit, while Peter fires up the synth and Rick switches to a more distorted tone. I love pretty much everything this band does (if you didn't pick up on that already), but this minor-key "dark" or "evil" stuff is often my favorite for whatever reason, and that's the direction most recent "EMG" jams have gone. This one is no exception. I really dig Rick's almost-but-not-quite bluesy playing here in particular. This part of the jam is almost Floyd-like an its ambiance.

Things quiet down a little and get more contemplative at 8:30, and Peter's bassy piano playing cuts through the mix a bit more. Rick briefly plays a descending riff at 8:53 that reminds me a ton of Trey, but quickly abandons it for some other ideas.

The jam picks up some more momentum and heads in a less-evil-more-rock direction starting around the 10:00 mark. It's a bit sad to write this now not knowing if Goose will have a second drummer in the future and if so, who it will be, but Ben and Jeff together really drive this part of the jam for me. Their interlocking playing makes the foundation everyone else is playing over much more powerful and evocative than either would be on their own.

Though this section of the jam is really a team effort, there are a few points where Rick comes up with a melodic section that is just bonkers. If I had one complaint about this part, it would be that Peter's playing on the piano gets a bit buried in the mix.

Rick starts to really pick up a head of steam around the 14:00 mark, and proceeds to fully freak out for the next few minutes. While this section isn't quite as cooperative as some of the other jams I've highlighted recently, Rick's playing here is so good it's great to just hear him rip it through to the end of the song.

At 17:22, we transition back into the composed song's key, and there's a (little) bit more jamming before Ben switches up the beat at 18:10 and the song wraps up.

This jam might be a bit less multi-dimensional than others that I've covered lately, but I've really enjoyed listening to "Everything Must Go" as it evolves, and the band's recent dedication to building it into some interesting, minor-key jams has been really fun to watch.

Next time, I'm going to cover what might be my favorite moment of the entire Euro tour (don't make me choose!), which is also from the Manchester show: "I Would Die 4 U" > "Thatch."

Prince! More "Thatch"!

Should be fun.

#goose #goose the band #music #live music #jams #tour journal #jam bands #videos #writing #Youtube

[mirandamckenni1]

Liked on YouTube: The Most Misunderstood Concept in Physics || https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DxL2HoqLbyA || One of the most important, yet least understood, concepts in all of physics. Head to https://ift.tt/YpZQVdA to start your free 30-day trial, and the first 200 people get 20% off an annual premium subscription. If you're looking for a molecular modeling kit, try Snatoms - a kit I invented where the atoms snap together magnetically: https://snatoms.com ▀▀▀ A huge thank you to those who helped us understand different aspects of this complicated topic - Dr. Ashmeet Singh, Supriya Krishnamurthy, Dr. Jos Thijssen, Dr. Bijoy Bera, Dr. Timon Idema, and Dr. Misha Titov. ▀▀▀ References: Carnot, S. (1824). Reflections on the motive power of heat: and on machines fitted to develop that power. - https://ift.tt/PL18msI Harnessing The True Power Of Atoms | Order And Disorder Documentaries, Spark via YouTube - https://ift.tt/LWQn4tD A better description of entropy, Steve Mould via YouTube - https://ift.tt/wbLRz3G Dugdale, J. S. (1996). Entropy and its physical meaning. CRC Press. - https://ift.tt/Lo0rJyi Schroeder, D. V. (1999). An introduction to thermal physics. - https://ift.tt/j3NPqgX Fowler, M. Heat Engines: the Carnot Cycle, University of Virginia. - https://ift.tt/sjaGDf1 Chandler, D.L. (2010). Explained: The Carnot Limit, MIT News - https://ift.tt/92Fctxv Entropy, Wikipedia - https://ift.tt/nAl3rRY Clausius, R. (1867). The mechanical theory of heat. Van Voorst. - https://ift.tt/mxwn6Is What is entropy? TED-Ed via YouTube - https://ift.tt/7roF5lg Thijssen, J. (2018) Lecture Notes Statistical Physics, TU Delft. Schneider, E. D., & Kay, J. J. (1994). Life as a manifestation of the second law of thermodynamics. Mathematical and computer modelling, 19(6-8), 25-48. - https://ift.tt/B2H3aSk Lineweaver, C. H., & Egan, C. A. (2008). Life, gravity and the second law of thermodynamics. Physics of Life Reviews, 5(4), 225-242. - https://ift.tt/2FfMCLX Michaelian, K. (2012). HESS Opinions" Biological catalysis of the hydrological cycle: life's thermodynamic function". Hydrology and Earth System Sciences, 16(8), 2629-2645. - https://ift.tt/WPv5c3z England, J. L. (2013). Statistical physics of self-replication. The Journal of chemical physics, 139(12), 09B623_1. - https://ift.tt/nRtKjsI England, J. L. (2015). Dissipative adaptation in driven self-assembly. Nature nanotechnology, 10(11), 919-923. - https://ift.tt/GkOohNM Wolchover, N. (2014). A New Physics Theory of Life, Quantamagazine - https://ift.tt/aUZxyEV Lineweaver, C. H. (2013). The entropy of the universe and the maximum entropy production principle. In Beyond the Second Law: Entropy Production and Non-equilibrium Systems (pp. 415-427). Berlin, Heidelberg: Springer Berlin Heidelberg. - https://ift.tt/cQAa6ur Bekenstein, J.D. (1972). Black holes and the second law. Lett. Nuovo Cimento 4, 737–740. - https://ift.tt/w9Bs4OW Carroll, S.M. (2022). The Biggest Ideas in the Universe: Space, Time, and Motion. Penguin Publishing Group. - https://ift.tt/QAodeJE Black hole thermodynamics, Wikipedia - https://ift.tt/YDadyIz Cosmology and the arrow of time: Sean Carroll at TEDxCaltech, TEDx Talks via YouTube - https://ift.tt/kPdrb1h Carroll, S. M. (2008). The cosmic origins of time’s arrow. Scientific American, 298(6), 48-57. - https://ift.tt/j7aZHRO The Passage of Time and the Meaning of Life | Sean Carroll (Talk + Q&A), Long Now Foundation via YouTube - https://ift.tt/bm7eTFx ▀▀▀ Special thanks to our Patreon supporters: Emil Abu Milad, Tj Steyn, meg noah, Bernard McGee, KeyWestr, Amadeo Bee, TTST, Balkrishna Heroor, John H. Austin, Jr., john kiehl, Anton Ragin, Diffbot, Gnare, Dave Kircher, Burt Humburg, Blake Byers, Evgeny Skvortsov, Meekay, Bill Linder, Paul Peijzel, Josh Hibschman, Mac Malkawi, Juan Benet, Ubiquity Ventures, Richard Sundvall, Lee Redden, Stephen Wilcox, Marinus Kuivenhoven, Michael Krugman, Sam Lutfi. ▀▀▀ Written by Casper Mebius & Derek Muller Edited by Trenton Oliver & Jamie MacLeod Animated by Mike Radjabov, Ivy Tello, Fabio Albertelli and Jakub Misiek Filmed by Derek Muller, Albert Leung & Raquel Nuno Molecular collisions video by CSIRO's Data61 via YouTube: Simulation of air Additional video/photos supplied by Getty Images, Pond5 and by courtesy of NASA, NASA's Goddard Space Flight Center, NASA Goddard Flight Lab/ CI Lab, NASA/SDO and the AIA, EVE, HMI, and WMAP science teams. As well as the Advanced Visualization Laboratory at the National Center for Supercomputing Applications, B. Robertson, L. Hernquist Music from Epidemic Sound & Jonny Hyman Produced by Derek Muller, Petr Lebedev, Emily Zhang, & Casper Mebius

#IFTTT #YouTube

[justmoreocs-writing]

Cardinal Directions

Mackenzie ‘Kenzie’ Merritt is North – Discovery, Logic and Strength. Kenzie is the headstrong best friend of Victor Stone, constantly looking out for the next big story that she can report on. When Vic ends up going to help the Doom Patrol, Kenzie finds herself outside Titans Tower, looking to find a better way of helping her best friend than simply being a reporter on his affairs.

Christopher ‘Kit’ Cole is West – Goals, Foundations and Sagacity. Kit is determined to make sure that the people in his life are safe. He doesn’t care what he has to do to ensure it, he’ll make sure that Viola and Tae are safe; if he can make them happy even better. So, when their old circus friend pops back into their lives, he can see the toll it’s taking on the others even when they can’t.

Viola Cole is East – Beginnings, Liberation and Creativity. Viola is one to see the best in the world, even when things look at their darkest. The oldest of the little trio, there are very few who would actually believe this. She tries to keep things light for the boys, showing them that they are in control of their own lives and have the freedom to start again as many times as they want.

Tae ‘Carter’ Lee is South – Empathy, Trust and Inclusion. Tae always manages to put himself in other’s shoes, sometimes to the detriment of himself, and make sure that people are OK. He trusts the Coles absolutely, and is grateful that they didn’t break up their little group; even as the circus disbanded, and they lost Dick to Gotham’s most famous billionaire.

#Repost #Made By Me #Headcanons #Titans OCs #Titans & Doom Patrol OCs #Haly's Circus: All Grown Up #Follow the Story #Mackenzie Merritt #Christopher Cole #Viola Cole #Tae Lee #Kenzie Merritt #Kit Cole #Kenzie Merritt & Vic Stone #Viola Cole & Kit Cole #Viola Cole & Tae Lee #Kit Cole & Tae Lee #Tae Lee & Dick Grayson

[alluneedissunshine]

Coastal Poppies - W E S T P E N T I R E by Chris Marshall Via Flickr: This has to one of my best photographic outings in 2019 I’ve missed the Cornish poppies this year but they’ll be back.

#explored #in explore #explore #16-35mm f4 #CP filter #Lee #Countryside #Ocean #Seascape #Poppies #Corn marigolds #Coastal walk #West pentire #cableremote #Countryfile #Canon #Lee Foundation Kit #Landscape #Cloudscape #chasingthelight #Wide angle #Pollyjoke beach #Cornwall #Poppy field #Sundown #Technicolor #Sunset #Intervalometer #Soft Grad #Cornish

[enchantedtigress]

Moments Before by Travis Rhoads Via Flickr: Just Moments before the sun breaks over the top of the low level clouds, the colors are never more vibrant, never more intense. Another spectacular sunrise on Lake Lanier, capping off a week of sunrises here in North GA. I wish I had gotten out to shoot them all.

#2017 #Sony ILCE-7RM2 A7RII #Zeiss Batis 18mm f/2.8 #Gitzo GT2830 Basalt Series 2 #Really Right Stuff #RRS PCL-01 #Lee Foundation Kit #Lee 3 Stop ND #Clouds #Golden Hour #Landscape Photography #NIK Collection by Google #Sunrise #Reflections #Dawn #The Golden Hour #Trees #Copyright 2017 #Travis Rhoads Photography #Water #Georgia #Lake Lanier #Tidwell Park

[d-criss-news]

WRITE IN THE DARK: A virtual benefit for theater writers

“Write in the Dark,” the Dramatists Guild Foundation's first virtual benefit, shines the spotlight on how, in an unprecedented time like our world is facing, writers have captured cultural and societal shifts in words and song. Writers are a vital time capsule of movements, not just moments. Donations from the event support DGF’s Emergency Grants program, which has distributed more than $1 million in immediate financial relief to dramatists this year.

The benefit features performances by Award-winning stars of stage and screen, including Shoshana Bean, Jordan Fisher, Joshua Henry, Khiyon Hursey, Michael R. Jackson, Sarah Jones, Nathan Lane, Tamika Lawrence, L Morgan Lee, Caissie Levy, Jim Parsons, Eliseo Romȧn, Jackie Sibblies Drury, and Aaron Tveit, along with appearances by Jason Alexander, Sara Bareilles, Kristin Chenoweth, Darren Criss, Raja Feather Kelly, Tom Kitt, Young Jean Lee, Melissa Li, Judith Light, Jane Lynch, Dominique Morisseau, Billy Porter, Heidi Schreck, Shaina Taub, Doug Wright, Kit Yan; DGF President Andrew Lippa; DGF Board Members Lin-Manuel Miranda, Benj Pasek, Justin Paul, Stephen Sondheim; and DGF Advisory Board Member Lynn Nottage. The benefit will conclude with a special reunion performance of cast members from the 2009 Broadway Revival of Hair, including Steel Burkhardt, Allison Case, Kaitlin Kiyan, Andrew Kober, Darius Nichols, Brandon Pearson, Paris Remillard, Maya Sharpe, and Kacie Sheik.

#darren criss #dgf's write in the dark #dramatists guild foundation #youtube #video #dec 2020

[astonishinglegends]

Ep 205: Terry Carnation's "Dark Air" and Rich Hatem

“Imagine the universe, compressed on the head of a pin…”

– Scott’s remembrance of a Carl Sagan quote, which, turns out, probably originates from a parody impression of Carl Sagan

Description:

We have a very special guest joining us tonight, metaphysical "astralnaut," philosopher of the liminal, "Pope of the Paranormal," and host of the AM Radio talk show Dark Air, Terry Carnation. Terry first got his start in the paranormal radio genre when unexpectedly thrust into taking over for another show. While working as a late-night rock n' roll Disc Jockey for an FM station in Buffalo, NY, in 1992, Reginald Wilcox, the host of the paranormal call-in show that aired after Terry's slot was mysteriously murdered while Terry was in the bathroom... or so he claims. In his unflappable sense of duty, apparently stronger than his sense of legal obligation, Terry immediately took over the role of consigliere for listeners stupefied by the supernatural. And in Terry's words, "that's how a legend was created." Now, after a three-year hiatus, Terry Carnation returns with a new podcast, also called Dark Air, available starting April 1, 2021, wherever podcasts are given away for free. While you may not have heard of him, there will be something uneasily familiar about his voice and visage. And the audience will come to know his strange power for tearing off the head of disbelief and reaching down deep into our souls to yank out the viscera of our darkest fears and mysteries. Wrapped around our interview with Terry, our good buddy Rich Hatem joins us once again to discuss his latest adventures and projects. We'll also con him into playing our version of a game show, in the spirit of America's NPR radio program Wait Wait... Don't Tell Me! and Britain's Would I Lie to You? We'll tell Rich three outrageous paranormal stories, and he has to guess which one is fake. Please join us for an episode of inscrutable levity.

Reference Links:

Terry Carnation’s website, TerryCarnation.com

Terry Carnation and Dark Air on Audioboom, where you can subscribe to the platform of your choice

Dark Air with Terry Carnation on Apple Podcasts

Follow Terry Carnation on Instagram

Follow Terry Carnation on Twitter

Terry Carnation on Facebook

Where to stream DC Titans

“TERRIBLE FLYING JELLY BAGS aka DOMSTEN BLOBS: (SWEDEN)” by Rob Morphy on cryptopia.us

National Public Radio’s Wait Wait...Don't Tell Me!

The BBC One panel show involving true and false tales, Would I Lie To You?

“The Story Behind The Haunted Donkey Lady Bridge In Texas Will Send Chills Down Your Spine” from OnlyInYourState.com

“South Texas Haunted Folklore: The Tale of the Converse Werewolf” from KSAT.com

On a totally unrelated subject…

Rainn Wilson is best known for playing the role of Dwight Schrute on NBC's The Office. Additional film and television credits include Galaxy Quest, Almost Famous, The Rocker, Super, Six Feet Under, Juno, Backstrom, Star Trek Discovery, Thom Pain, The Meg, Mom, Don't Tell a Soul and Utopia.  He will also be appearing in the forthcoming podcast Dark Air with Terry Carnation. Wilson co-founded SoulPancake, a digital media company, and the Lide Foundation, an educational initiative in rural Haiti that empowers at-risk women and girls through the arts.

Dark Air with Terry Carnation was created by Rainn Wilson and Aaron Lee and is produced by Thom Harp and Chris Kelly. Dark Air with Terry Carnation is a production of Imperial Mammoth, Audioboom and Kelly&Kelly. Theme music by Marcos Moscat

This episode features the voice talents of Jinous Khjadivian and Dana Davis as the two audience callers.

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Imperium Droop by Kid Millions and Jan St. Werner

Kid Millions is one of a handful of instantly recognizable percussionists. His splattering, pounding drumming lays the foundation under Oneida’s heavy grooves, but he also has steadily moved out into the improv/experimental universe with his continuously explosive Man Forever project, his psychedelic partnership with Greg Fox, his sinuous interchanges with avant garde violinist Sarah Bernstein and his noisy synergies with Borbetomagus saxophonist Jim Sauter. Jan St. Werner, one half of the electronics duo Mouse on Mars, has also been extending his range through collaboration, lately incorporating the voice of Mark E. Smith and the music of Lee Scratch Perry, even the fairly mainstream indie rock of the National into his blippy, glitchy grooves. They seem, from a distance at least, to be two restless, creative spirits, always in search of the next wild sound, so it makes sense that the two of them found each other. Indeed, they’ve been working together intermittently since 2016, when Millions joined St. Werner for a live re-creation of his album Felder. The two artists began improvising together soon after, recording bits of music, then painstakingly editing and reworking them, in the partly live, partly studio approach that you can hear here in Imperium Droop.

This particular collaboration has very little of the insistent rhythms, the tape spliced clever samples, the playfulness and arch dexterity of St. Werner’s recent solo work. Instead, it sprawls and roars and rages. “Color Bagpipes,” the first and, to my ears, best of these cuts, brings in free jazz saxophonist Mat Gustafsson for a full-on blow-out that grows from eerie, layered synthetic tones into a pulsing, surging unencumbered groove. The electronics here are almost meditative, with long, wavering sustained notes and shifting swerving squiggling synth play, but the drums rampage all over the kit, diving and bobbing and weaving in tumultuous surges of percussive sound. The saxophone barks ragged counterparts, surfing successive waves of drumming. It is exciting and calming at the same time.

“Laffen’ Death” sounds the most like Oneida, though with all the bubbling, percolating keyboard parts exed out and replaced by abstract power line hum and static. “Hexaco Inversion” follows the beeping beacon of deep space navigation through turbulent meteor showers of abstract percussion and clanging, whooshing, creaking accents of synthesizer sound. All of these cuts have a meditative center—a calm like you’d find in a Buddhist monastery, perhaps instead of a walking meditation, a banging, pounding one. Some are downright restful, as in the respirating ooze of “Dark Tetrad” where vibrations rise up out of deep silence; at first no melody, no beat, no riff, just a sound that spreads from edge to edge. It coalesces about halfway through into a shuffling, shushing rhythm and a soulful keyboard cadence, altered voices sighing in the mix, but the fundamental thing about it is the quiet in it. The instrumental sounds exist mainly to point this out by contrast.

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sabotage {Machine Gun Kelly}

Summary: MGK has a Lot of tattoos, and Tommy Lee does not, at least not for most of when The Dirt is set. It’s no small task covering them all, but being assistant to the man who does cover them means you’re spending a good deal of time with the actor himself, and he’s not what you’re expecting... that is, if you actually knew what to expect.

A/N: 6477 words. alright so i went to im-fucking-db for Accuracy; shout out to: Christine Wada (costume designer), Corey Castellano (makeup department head), and Jorie Malan (key makeup artist). i reference these people in the fic, and i’ll be sure to explain who they are in the fic, but just in case you need a reminder, they’re also here. requested by my dear @luciana-galvez. under a read more because it’s a Monster of a fic. Please give me feedback, and also let me know if you want a part 2??

“You want me to order how much foundation?” It’s nine in the morning and you’ve barely stepped foot into the production meeting when Corey, the head of the makeup department, is tasking you with buying far more foundation than any one production should reasonably need. There’s overestimating and then there’s... this. “What shade?” It’s with an air of defeat that you accept the company credit card and open your laptop.

“Not now; the cast have a fitting at midday, we’ll get shade match them then.” Corey assures, but you keep your laptop open anyways to make notes during the meeting. It passes by fairly uneventfully, at least for you, and by the time you break, it’s already eleven and you’re starving. The corner store a few blocks away serves as a good a place to get lunch as any, and when you turn up to the fitting, half an hour early, you sit yourself in a corner to wait, and start on your sandwich of questionable quality.

You’re pricing bulk order foundation on your phone, still marvelling at the estimate you’d been given for how much you’d need, when the cast starts to filter in, well, the leads. Aside from being one of the makeup artists, you were also Corey’s assistant, which essentially just made you a glorified errand girl for the rest of the makeup team.

Half the costume department was already here, buzzing and agitated like wasps whose nest had been disturbed, and you’re careful to stay out of their way lest you get stung, or smacked for touching the wrong thing. So you’re grateful when the key makeup artist, Jorie, bursts in with ten minutes to spare, and gives a sigh of relief when she sees you. She’s holding a makeup kit in her hands, and when she begins to set up by a mirror out of the way of the costume department, you can see it’s mostly different shades of foundation, a few tubes of lipstick, more smokey eyeshadow-quad pallets than you can shake a stick at, some eyeliner, and a few face paint sticks.

She’s sticking photos to the mirror of the original band in full makeup, and that’s when you start to accept the fact that it’s going to be a very long day.

“You’re late.” The costume department is not about to fuck around, and despite the fact that there’s still five minutes to midday, the costume designer is already reprimanding the newcomer. “And you can’t smoke in here.”

“It’s not midday-” whoever’s walked in is already arguing back, though as you look up, you see him - god he’s so tall, all limbs - backtracking to stub his cigarette out on the screen door frame outside, you think you recognise him. Well, recognise him beyond the fact that you know he’s playing Tommy; you’d seen his bleach blonde head shot with the drummer’s name beneath it on the document Corey had sent out a few months ago, not that you’d given it a detailed look over. You just did what you were told, you could get to know the actors in the process. But as you’re looking at him, something about him does seem... familiar.

“On time is late; five minutes early is cutting it too close,” Christine, the costume designer was fierce, fiercer than any of the actors had expected, though the rest were already trying to hold back their snickers as he got reprimanded before they’d even started, “ten minutes early is on time; gives us all time to get ready.” She finishes, and disappears into another room to start collecting costumes. 

“Fucking hell,” he breathes, rolling his eyes and running a hand through his hair, as the tension dropped the moment she had left. The others were grinning, poking fun at him for getting in trouble before they’d even gotten on set.

“’Stina,” Jorie shouts to the costume designer, “who can we start with?” There’s a long pause, and much shuffling and clicking of coat hangers from the costume department.

“The tall one,” Christine shouts back, and reemerges with an arm full of outfits, “Mister Booth, you first.” And the guy playing Nikki Sixx is lead to a dressing room. After a moment, an assistant carrying another set of outfits makes her way towards you and Jorie, but stops short, gesturing for the guy who had just been getting yelled at to step towards you.

“She meant you, Mister - uh, Kelly?” The nervous assistant doesn’t stay long, and scurries off to collect the two remaining actors, leading them through to the costume room as ‘the tall one’ gives a thin smile as he makes his way towards you.

“Not a fan of being called Mister Kelly?” Jorie asks with a knowing smile, and the tension breaks as he sits in the chair in front of the mirror, half smiling, “what about the tall one?” And he actually laughs at that.

“Fuck no, just Colson’s fine,” he relaxes into the chair, gaze meeting yours where you’re scrutinising him in the mirror, partially because, damn, he really is familiar and you can’t put your finger on why, and partially because you’re trying to figure out what foundation he’d use. 

“Where do I know you from?”

“Y/N tell me you’re kidding,” Jorie mutters to you, looking up from where she’s leafing through a stack of photos of Tommy, “did you not read the brief-”

“Dude,” you hissed at her, ducking your head and bobbing down to rifle through the makeup box, “I read it months ago, sorry I don’t remember every actor whose name and headshot I see once.” 

“You’re so clueless sometimes; you’re meant to be the young one. Hip to the jive, etcetera?” Jorie’s laughing at her own phrasing, not that you can blame her. When you resurface, holding a makeup sponge and five little bottles of foundation all roughly the same shade with slight variations, she’s looking expectantly at you, one eyebrow raised, hand out and gesturing to the blonde in the makeup chair. “It’s- what is it? - Machine Gun Kelly?” She says it like it’s meant to mean something.

“Gesundheit.”

“It’s his name,” she sighed deeply, pulling out a black stick of facepaint.

“Oh. Your parents hippies?” You ask, kneeling beside his chair and gently taking his arm so you could begin swatching the foundations on the back of his hand. After a beat you reconsider before he can get a word in edgewise, “I guess not if machine gun is in there.” 

“Stage name,” he explains, but there’s a smile you can hear in his words, amused, and it doesn’t leave his face as he watches you work in the mirror as Jorie is applying the face paint in two stripes on both his cheeks. 

“Hence, Colson?” You ask, not looking up, feeling a little foolish, though the stage name is starting to sound familiar to you.

“Yeah, hence, Colson.”

“Stage name for what?” You ask, but the thought is quickly taken over by the next and words spill from you before he can response, “were you all over Twitter a few months ago? I know I know you from somewhere.” 

He’s quick to clarify; he’s a rapper, sort of an actor, yes he was ‘all over twitter’ a few months ago because of a ‘thing with Eminem’, his words not yours.

“So you’re kind of famous, huh,” you muse, which makes him chuckle, “well sorry for my terrible introduction; I’m Y/N, by the way.” And you hold out your hand to shake his free one.

“Flirt on your own time, Y/N, did you get a colour match?” Jorie snaps, advancing on him with an eyeshadow brush held threateningly before her. He closes his eyes, but not before seeing you fluster at the accusation. “You’re the one with all the tattoos, aren’t you?” Jorie’s voice is quieter as she focuses on her work, and Colson tells her he is. The makeup artist steps back for a moment, her gaze appraising as she looks him over. “Could we get you to take your shirt off so Y/N can make sure she’s got the right colour foundation for your chest?” 

“I wasn’t flirting, I was shaking his damn hand, this isn’t the forties.” You fire back playfully, sitting back on your heels as Colson pulls off his sweater.

“The forties? How old do you think I am?” Jorie squawks, raising her eyebrows at you.

“For your sake, I’m not going to answer,” you say sweetly, accepting it as the makeup artist cuffs you gently on the back of the head, though both she and Colson are laughing at the exchange. 

As you look to him, it all starts to finally make sense, recognition dawning on your face as you take in the tattoos painting their way across his skin. All of it would need to be covered for certain scenes in the movie, which would require a lot of foundation. 

“You mind if I-” you awkwardly gesture to his chest with the sponge in your hand, and he sits back in the chair.

“Go for it,” and he closes his eyes again as Jorie comes in with the eyeshadow once more. As you apply the foundation near his collar, where there was a patch of uninked skin large enough to get a good comparison from, from the corner of your eye you see his lips twitch into a grimace for the barest moment.

“Sorry it’s cold,” you murmur, and he gives a smile, shrugging it off easily. You find a colour match easily, and it doesn’t take long, so you hand him a makeup wipe as Jorie starts talking at you, about how Corey himself would be handling the tattoo covering but that he wanted you there to help out. Of course you knew you’d need to be there, you’re his assistant after all, and after you note the shade required, you stand back and watch Jorie do her work. 

“I wish we had one of the wigs,” she muses, finally stepping away after she’d finished touching up his eyebrows, and you join her where she moves to stand behind his chair, all three of you looking at him in the mirror.

“You did good though,” you nod approvingly, leaning in a little to compare Colson’s reflection to the picture of Tommy taped to the mirror. 

“‘Stina,” Jorie calls, “do we have hair coming in later today?” 

“At three,” Christine calls back, and finally you look to where she’s standing by the changing room, putting pins into a leather harness that Douglas was wearing; it looked equal parts uncomfortable and sexy, though you know the second part was on purpose the first part would probably be helped by being surrounded by everyone in their own eighties, bordering-on-fetish costumes. You give him a thumbs up, expression pensive as you look him over, and look back to the photo of Nikki by the mirror. It does not seem to ease his discomfort. 

“Alright, sounds good, are you ready to send the next one over to us?” Jorie calls back, and after Christine tells Douglas to get changed out of his costume, you send Colson over to her.

“Don’t wipe that off, we can touch it up but we wanna see it with the wig,” you instruct, and he gives a mock salute and a grin, and you feel yourself smiling back. He was a lot... less than his stage name lead you to believe; he had a lot of energy just under the surface, that much you could tell, which meant he had great potential for his role as the over the top drummer, but he had an easy confidence, a level of professionalism that you’re grateful for, and a tattoo of a spider over his nipple, which you’re not sure of the significance of but it amuses you.

And, not to be shallow, though in this industry sometimes you can let yourself be, he’s hot. Though maybe you just had a thing for guys in eyeliner.

Stop.

You were going to be getting up close and personal with him for the next few months as you would probably be helping Corey cover all his tattoos; thirsting over him in eyeliner is the last thing you’re allowed to think about doing. Above all else, you had to stay professional.

And, as the weeks went on, you were successful in that.

Mostly.

“What’s that one about?” You ask, poking at the tattoo of a London bus on his side. He jumped a little at the prod, giving you an amused but rather tired grin as Corey said your name like a warning. It was almost eight in the morning and he was trying to airbrush an even base coat of darker makeup across Colson’s back that you could apply foundation on top of. It was one of the days where he’d be filming shirtless, and ‘even’ was hard to achieve if he kept moving.

“I got hit by a bus.”

“No you didn’t; shut up!” Your eyes shine bright with amusement as you give him a disbelieving grin. He smiles back, sharp, eyes crinkling at the corners.

“Did you think I got it immortalised on my fuckin’ body for fun? It hit me full force; I cracked the windshield,” and he sounds almost proud of it, and maybe he is, but you don’t seem to notice how his smile gets a little wider when he hears you laugh.

“And what about this one?” You poke at the spider over his nipple and he squirms a little. Corey says your name, more insistent this time, and you mutter out a half-assed apology, moreso waiting for Colson’s reply.

“That one’s just cool.” 

Maybe it’s the fact that you spend three hours with him a day at least, being weirdly close, which is par for the course when you’re applying foundation to his whole chest and sometimes his legs, but you’re becoming fast friends. Corey’s adamant that you don’t need to come in for the full three hours every day, but you’re there with a smile; rain, hail, or shine, just proclaiming that you enjoy your job when Colson asks about it. He calls you dedicated, and he’s mostly right; though if you’re being honest, part of you just enjoys spending time with him.

“Do you listen to any rap?” He asks, curious one day; Corey’s finished the airbrushing stage and has stepped out to grab a coffee from craft services, leaving you to start on the foundation.

“You mean, do I listen to you?” You smirked, not looking away from where you’re dabbing the foundation down his arm.

“I know you don’t listen to me; you didn’t even know who I was ‘first time we met,” he snickered, and you considered for a moment, humming as you turn his arm over gently and start working on his forearm. 

“Well, okay, you’ve got me there, it’s just not my style, you know?” 

“That wasn’t really the question,” he’s smiling a little, and you huff out a laugh, conceding.

“I mean, I don’t hate it; if you’re really twisting my arm I’d say I sometimes listen to some of The Beastie Boys earlier stuff; Slow Ride, Posse in Effect, Paul Revere? That I can jam out to.” And you look at him, guaging his reaction, biting back a laugh at his exaggerated wince.

“Not even Sabotage; so you really don’t listen to anything from this century?” He’s teasing you now, and you have to chuckle at that.

“Sabotage is okay.” You roll your eyes, looking back at your work. “When you guys stopped using a brass section as accompaniment, that’s when you lost me; it just adds a certain...” you hum thoughtfully for a moment, taping your chin as if in deep thought. He actually laughs at that, and when you look up, you think your heart might skip a beat at the sight of his smile, “gravitas? Je ne sais quoi?”

“So what do you listen to? What modern music has that,” and he puts on a terrible french accent to gently mock your earlier words, “je ne sais quoi?” You shove him lightly, though there’s no malice in the move, or in your grin as you’re moving to stand in front of him. You start dabbing makeup across his chest and collar. It’s getting harder and harder to keep your thoughts professional when you’re so damn close to him, and he won’t stop smiling at you like that.

Listing off a few bands from this decade seems to placate his curiosity enough, even if he rolls his eyes at some of your choices. Pausing for a moment, you tip your head side to side, considering.

“And classic rock, of course; not just the music, like the people behind it are fascinating, you know?”

Surprisingly, he’s quiet for a long moment.

“You must be enjoying this then,” he muses, though you can hear the suggestiveness in his tone and you swallow hard, refusing to take your eyes off your work.

“This production?” You deliberately refuse to read into his tone, though he was making it difficult when you could hear his smirk in his words, “yeah it’s been pretty great. Get to listen to a bunch of Crue all day? There’s definitely worse jobs in the world.” Snickering, you chance a look at him, though he’s not meeting your gaze, he’s still smiling as watches you work in the reflection of the mirror.

“What about you? Enjoying yourself?”

“Yeah, I mean it’s a challenge at times, but it’s a good one, you know? And I’m getting up at six every morning which is kind of a drag,” he grins though as you mutter out a quiet apology, “nah, don’t worry about it, ‘just part of the job. It’s good, it’s one-hundred.” And he’s looking at you, gaze a little unreadable where you’ve gone quiet as you work, focusing. 

It becomes a routine that you fall easily into; wake up at some ungodly hour, smash a coffee or an energy drink before spending three hours covering Colson’s tattoos with Corey, spend an extra hour and a half helping paint on Tommy’s tattoos if the scenes calls for it. Once he’s done, you tell Corey you’re going to get breakfast but you actually take a nap before you’re woken up by one of the production assistants telling you that you have twenty minutes before you need to be on set, so you race to the corner store and grab something cheap and eat it in a distracted haze as you head back to Corey’s trailer to pick up your makeup bag, before heading to set to be on standby for if any of the boys need touch-ups as filming starts. You’re there longer than most of the cast, staying back after filming’s wrapped for the day to help Colson take off his makeup and get the workspace prepped for the following day, crashing into bed almost immediately after getting home to rinse and repeat all over again. It was fun to begin with, but it was wearing you down quickly.

“Dude, you look dead on your feet.” Colson frowns as you yawn loudly, haphazardly blotting foundation onto his back.

“Y/N, it’s looking patchy, I need you to focus,” Corey’s frowning, but for a different reason as he looks over from where he’s made a start on the actor’s shoulder. You wave Corey off with a mumbled apology, rubbing at your eyes before recentering yourself and getting back to work. You meet Colson’s gaze in the mirror for a beat; he actually looks concerned, but you’re too tired to really care.

And okay, maybe, just maybe, seeing pretty girls drape themselves over the cast, over Colson, over all your hard work, it got irritating. Not that you begrudged those beautiful girls their job, it’s just that sometimes the oil or body glitter they’re covered in to play strippers would end up exposing some of Colson’s tattoos as they were all over him in certain scenes. Next to them, you were the one wearing jeans and a sweater, carrying a tote bag and looking like a child when you had to touch up his makeup. Everyone was always kind to you, of course, and you to them, but you think it’s more pity on their part; it’s common knowledge within the first week of filming how early you had to arrive, and how late you stayed back.

Some of the girls were incredibly talented actors. Probably. They were wasted in this film, reduced to eye candy and sex dolls, pretty beyond belief but not with any real substance. More than a few of them were dismissive of you, mean and sharp, because you weren’t the one responsible for their makeup, so you didn’t matter, and yeah, they were in intense, physically demanding scenes at times, but some of them seemed to just be catty for the sake of being catty. You tried not to let it get to you.

You really fucking tried.

Some of the extras had formed a sort of clique against you, which you found absolutely ridiculous, but they seemed to resent the fact that you and Colson got along. It had been a few weeks, starting with just snide comments in your general vicinity, but by now it had moved on to straight-up bullying. It was never around anyone important, least of all Colson, and when you’d told Corey about it, he’d just advised you to ignore it, as if it would help. 

So you were tired, both physically and mentally, and this actor had the gall to come up to you and call you desperate. For doing your job.

“Hey, can you kindly fuck off?” You snapped, fury blazing in your eyes as you fought to keep your tone level, “I’m trying to do my fucking job, it’s not my damn fault the director won’t give you any screentime-”

“Wow, harsh.” Colson’s voice comes from somewhere to the left of you, and he doesn’t sound impressed. Of course he has to come in at the worst possible moment, just when you sound like a villain. It feels like you’re on the verge of tears, exhausted and stunned, and the extra’s expression flickers to something smug for the barest moment before looking almost painfully innocent.

“I’m really sorry,” she sighs softly, hanging her head; it’s an act, and not a very good one, but she’s pretty, “I just know you work in makeup and I thought you could help me find someone in costume to talk to; it’s okay, I’m sure I could find someone else.” It’s painfully scripted, and she plucks at the string of the bikini she was wearing nervously for effect, turning and heading away. 

“Take a break or something, you’re acting like a tool,” Colson says, and doesn’t let you get a word in edgewise, going after the girl, whose ruse had manipulated him just as she’d wanted. He’s introducing himself and you feel like death standing; you hear a snicker from behind you, and when you turn there’s one of the extra’s friends, another from the clique, smiling triumphant. 

When you get back to Corey’s trailer, he pauses where he’s eating a sandwich from Craft Services, and raises an eyebrow at you. You bite back your bitterness and pull your sweater from your bag, balling it up and using it as a pillow as you resigned yourself to napping beneath the row of makeup mirrors. Corey goes back to his lunch.

“You wanna talk about whatever this is?” Corey asks. You’re struggling to untangle your earphones after pulling them from your pockets.

“Unless you can do something about the asshole actors on set, no, I don’t want to talk about it.” You sigh, resigned and resolute. Corey nods, taking another bite of his sandwich.

“Fuckin’ actors.” He muses.

“Fuckin’ actors.” You agree. It’s not an honest statement regarding your feelings towards actors as a whole, but sometimes a few bad apples really did spoil the bunch, even if it was only for a moment. 

You get to nap, heart aching where you’re pretty sure Colson thinks you’re some work-obsessed asshole who thinks you’re better than the actors you work with. Which you obviously don’t, but daily bullying can wear down the nerves. It only takes a moment, one careless comment that came out too harsh for the likes of onlookers, and any good will you’d been building up seems to evaporate. Not to mention the lies you know the extra had probably been feeding him since the moment you left.

When Colson comes in to get his makeup removed for the day, the tension is so thick that to you it felt solid. You’re sitting in one of the makeup chairs, spinning idly, scrolling through your phone when the door opens; his gaze finds yours the moment he steps in, but he gives you a look, scrutinising, almost disbelieving, and he looks away.

“Do you need my help?” You asked Corey pointedly, your gaze shallow and tired. Colson was tying his wig into a bun already, a look you quietly adored, though he was refusing to look at you. God, the clique really had managed to slander you in only a few hours.

“No dear, go home and rest, you need it,” Corey smiles at you, and you’re already moving around, pulling on your sweater and collecting your things. You want to say something, say anything to the man who’s now regarding you icily, but soon enough some of the other members of the makeup team are here, like always to help speed up the removal process, and your voice gets caught in your throat.

“Hey,” by the door, you finally stop, “I don’t-” but your breath catches on a sigh, “I don’t have the energy for this; I’m not the asshole.” And you sound so defeated, but he doesn’t answer, just rolls his eyes and keeps scrubbing at the foundation on his skin. 

The moment you step into the trailer the next morning, same time as always, at the crack of dawn, you can already feel exhaustion settling into your bones.

“Take the day off,” Corey frowns at you, “Colson told me what those assholes told him; I’m gonna have a word with him about it this morning.”

“No, dude, I’ve gotta explain myself, if I take the day off it looks like I’m running away; I’m an adult, I don’t need you stepping in for me.” It takes you a moment, and you sigh, defeated, “listen, Corey, I actually really like Colson, okay? And I don’t want him to think less of me, so if that means I have to be up at too-fucking-early-o’clock convincing him I’m not a complete bitch, then so be it.” Corey can’t help the pitying look he gives you, but doesn’t say anything more on the subject.

You’ve worked in this industry for years, it’s not the first time something like this has happened; while working in close proximity to talented, famous individuals, outsiders sometimes get jealous. It’s easy to be told to try and ignore it, but it doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. It doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt when someone you thought you were getting along well with completely ices you out because someone who’s jealous twists their opinion of you. 

It takes a full hour, the silence thick and heavily as Colson stood patiently as the makeup was applied, before you can work up the courage to say something.

“What did she say to you?” It takes him a few moments to register what you’d said, but he frowns a little in confusion. “What did she say to you about me?” You reiterate, voice calm and level, focusing on your work as you speak, and his mouth opens as he goes to tentatively respond, but you don’t give him the chance, “because I can promise you she’s lying.” His mouth closes again, frown deepening. Corey is silent too.

“Well, I was told that you treat her like shit and don’t take her seriously just because she’s an actor, which is pretty fucked,” he admits with surprising candor. You have to take a moment to stop yourself from rolling your eyes. 

“It would be fucked if it was true.”

“But you don’t take her seriously. Apparently you ignore her when she comes to you for help.” And it hurts to hear him spout the slanderous rhetoric the extra had poisoned him with.

“It’s not Y/N’s job to help her,” Corey cuts in, much to both Colson’s and your own surprise, “and I’m sure if she had a real question, she would point her in the direction of someone who could help her. ” His tone doesn’t leave room for arguments, though Colson doesn’t exactly seem convinced; perhaps he assumed that you really were some heinous bitch who had turned the makeup department head to your side.

“I do take actors seriously, obviously,” you gesture to him, and he makes an expression that’s a little unreadable, “but if you have to know, she and a group of other extras have been harassing me for weeks now, so yeah, I tend to ignore her.” 

Your hands are shaking. When did that start? God, when did you start caring so much about what he thought of you? When did the idea of him thinking badly of you start making your chest hurt. When did schoolyard bullying start getting to you so much? Things are moving in a blur, and you think you mumble something about getting a coffee before you leave the trailer. 

Corey finds you half an hour later at the corner store, staring blankly at the coffee machine, cup of undrunk, now cold coffee in hand.

“Go home. Please.”

You look at him, but his words aren’t really registering; he realises he may have interrupted a micronap. It appears you need rest far more badly than he realised. He sends you home for the rest of the week, and it’s a Wednesday. You want to protest, but you cut yourself off with a yawn and he calls an Uber for you without letting you get a word in edgewise. 

It’s practically radio silence for almost five days. 

You watch Netflix and eat junk and take baths and claim self care when really you’re wallowing, dreading going back to work. Sometimes you catch yourself just staring at your phone; you and Colson have each other’s numbers ‘in case of emergency’, though what would constitute a makeup related emergency you’re not sure, it was his suggestion. Emergencies turned out to be him asking about call times, sending selfies from on-set where his face makeup was running from how much he was sweating, he’s grinning and bright and Douglas or Iwan or Daniel are pulling a face in the background, blurry photos of you on set that you hadn’t realised he’d been taking at the time. 

There’s one you stop at when you’re looking back through them, it’s another selfie, he’s squinting, having just woken up, and half cut out of the shot where he’s focused the camera on a smudge of foundation and a bit of eyeliner on his white pillowcase where he hadn’t managed to get all of the makeup off the night before. It’s surprisingly intimate, despite the fact that he’s followed it up with [💀😢].

You wanted to send something, to say something, but you weren’t sure what you had left to say. You weren’t in the wrong. You didn’t need to apologise. 

Sometimes you thought you saw the typing bubble appear, but it would disappear just as quickly.

You’re refreshed by the time you step back into the trailer on Monday morning, feeling almost chirpy, that is until you see that Colson’s arrived before you, and Corey’s nowhere around.

It’s not the same as last time, there’s no anger, no hostility in the way he’s regarding you, just a surprising pensiveness. He’s lounging in his makeup chair, watching as you put down your things and start rifling through the collection of makeup on the counter.

“Where’s Corey?” You ask, carefully neutral.

“Said he’s getting coffee.”

“That’s kind of him.” 

There’s a long pause that follow, and when you finally look at him, Colson seems to be considering you seriously.

“Do you have to be here?” Despite the words that are said, they don’t feel like an attack, instead they feel like a genuine question, bordering on concerned.

“It’s my job,” you start, but he smiles a little, and something in your heart eases.

“Yeah, no, I know, but you don’t always have to arrive this early, do you? I wouldn’t if I had the choice,” he snickers, and you sit back on one of the other chairs scattered about the edge of the room, waiting for Corey to get back, playing with a makeup sponge.

“Well you don’t, and neither does Corey, and...” hesitating a little, you fidget, avoiding his gaze, “it didn’t seem fair.” You shrug, laughing a little awkwardly, “leaving you here with him all that time.” Though you’re trying to clarify by means of a joke, he sees through it clearly, expression quickly morphing into a grin.

“So he was right.”

“About what?” You ask, looking at him with surprise and confusion written all over your face; this wasn’t the reaction you were expecting. 

“Corey’s pretty convinced you just like spending time with me,” you can feel yourself getting flustered, looking down at your fidgeting fingers.

“He’s such a snitch.” You mutter, and Colson actually laughs, and though you feel your anxiety holding tight in your chest, you force your next words from your mouth; “yes, okay, if we’re going full middle-school about this, I enjoy your company. A lot.” You pause for a moment. “Are we good?”

“Yeah, of course; I’m sorry I was a dick last week,” he actually gets serious for a moment, tone surprisingly humble as he speaks, “I just- there’s like this long history of people shitting on me and not taking me seriously, so it touched a nerve, but I should know you better than that, right? Like we’ve spent enough time together that I should know you’re not some entitled dick.” 

It’s enough to make you smile.

“Corey gave you a talking to, didn’t he?” You teased, and Colson rolled his eyes.

“Practically the moment you left; turns out those girls have had a few complaints from HR, situations like yours,” he sighs, before grinning a little, “but yeah, we’re good.” 

It’s as if a sudden elation comes over you, and you have to work to not let it show on your face, else you’re pretty sure you’re going to embarrass yourself at how happy that makes you. 

“And of course I take you seriously,” you hear yourself saying as you turn to rearrange the makeup on the counter, though you both know he can still see your pleased grin in the mirror, “I take all actors seriously, and you’re wonderful to work with-”

“Oh, so I’m wonderful now?” He snickers, though it’s not unkind, and you accidentally knock over a bottle in your embarrassment.

“Wonderful to work with,” you clarify, but he still takes the win, just as Corey finally walks in with three mugs of corner store coffee in hand.

“You were right, and she thinks I’m wonderful.” Colson practically preens, and Corey makes a face, before turning that face on you.

“I take it back; you’re the worst client I’ve had.” You deadpan, and Colson can’t help but laugh.

“No way, you’re not living this down,” he muses, smiling fondly at you. “I’m gonna tell everyone-”

“Christ, tell me you’ve at least asked her out,” Corey sighs, putting down the coffees, and that shuts Colson up quickly, “or do I need to go on another twenty minute coffee run to give you two some space?” He doesn’t even wait for an answer, just heads towards the door, announcing that he’s going to get a spare airbrush head from the other makeup trailer and that you have ten minutes.

“Sorry about him.” You say into the silence that follows in the wake of Corey’s departure. Colson’s surprisingly tight-lipped, avoiding looking at you. “He makes a lot of assumptions.” You add, getting to your feet and crossing to where the coffees sat in their little, cardboard carry-tray. Each cup has a name, and you take both yours and Colson’s, heading over to him with an expression that you hope is something akin to a friendly smile, and not a grimace of embarrassment.

“He’s right though,” Colson reaches out for his coffee when you offer it; his fingers brush your as he meets your gaze and it feels like a moment. “You wanna grab dinner or something after today?” 

Mind whirling, part of you thinks he’s made a mistake, that he hadn’t meant to say it, another part worries about what the rest of the cast and crew will think, and part of you is worried it’s a joke. But you’re so sick of doubt.

“Yeah, actually I’d love to.”

The morning passes in a breeze, passes much more easily than it’s seemed to for the past month, and there’s butterflies in your stomach the entire time. There’s an electricity in the air during filming, though you’re pretty sure you’re the only one who can feel it. He’s wearing the wig with the undercut, sitting behind the drums up on the risers for most of the day, wearing only a pair of underwear, boots, and suspenders; it’s quiet a look. Somehow he’s still managed to sneak his phone up there because you’re zoning out at the side of the set, and he takes a photo of you, sending it to you; your eyes are glassy by you’re grinning to yourself, and once you get it, you look to him, and he’s grinning as if he’s waiting for your reaction. You roll your eyes at him, but you’re still smiling; you’ve missed this.

“You’re actually kind of sweet, aren’t you?” After filming wraps for the day, you’re crammed into a booth of the only restaurant open in town past ten. You’ve just ordered, and he’s leaning back, regarding you with amusement.

“I don’t know why that surprises people, most of my asshole act is just, you know, an act, for show or whatever,” he shrugs a little, smirking, “most of it; sometimes I am just an asshole.”

“I don’t know your asshole act,” you remind, smiling a little; there’s butterflies in your stomach but they’re excited rather than nervous, relishing in the way he’s smiling at you, “but I guess I should have know you better anyways; after all, we’ve spent enough time together, haven’t we?”

#mgk #mgk x reader #machine gun kelly #machine gun kelly x reader #machine gun kelly imagine #mgk imagine #colson baker #colson baker x reader #colson baker imagine #the dirt #the dirt cast #the dirt imagine #the dirt cast imagine

[mistydaysandstarrynights]

My Playlist for Rainy Drives and Foggy Walks

My Spotify playlist titled 'Lunar' that I play every day on my drive to school. Inspired by rain, forests and the night sky...

I have included some of the artists on the playlist and some individual songs, hope you enjoy :)

Radical Face

- Gray Skies - Holy Branches - Chains - Welcome Home, Son - 

The Lumineers

- Ophelia - Sleep On The Floor - Flapper Girl - Slow it down - Ho Hey - Angela - Stubborn Love - 

Of Monsters and Men

- Little Talks - Mountain Sound - Dirty Paws

Lord Huron

- Meet Me in the Woods - The Night We Met

Other Songs...

- Roslyn (Bon Iver) .. original not on Spotify but the Ben Pellow version will give you the same shivers. - All I Want (Kodaline) - Monsters (Hurricane Bells) - Wolf (First Aid Kit) - With You in My Head (UNKLE) - Crush Culture (Conan Gray) - Shooting the Moon (OK Go) - Sounds of the Forest (Flashguns) - Mykonos (Fleet Foxes) - Care (Hudson Taylor) - To Build A Home (The Cinematic Orchestra) - From the Dining Table (Harry Styles) - Being So Normal (Peach Pit) - Supermassive Black Hole (Muse) - Big Coat (Wiretree) - So Alright, Cool, Whatever (The Happy Fits) - Harper Lee (Little Green Cars) - Twilight (Vanessa Anne Redd) - Stop (Djuno) - Full Moon (The Black Ghosts) - Rivers and Roads (The Head and The Heart) - Eyes on Fire (Blue Foundation) - Tremble for my Beloved (Collective Soul)

Much more to come soon x

#indie #music #Folk #alternative #sad songs #driving #rainy drives #rainy days #playlist #cozy #bon iver #harry styles #lumineers #twilight #aesthetic #indie music #indie playlist #chill #spotify #mood #melancholy #love #moon

[leychee]

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Adriana Lee

Year/Course: 2nd Year, Bachelor of Fine Arts in Fashion Design

Favorite Subject: Fashion Sketching/Event Planning

Least Favorite Subject: Finance/Merchandise Buying

Affiliated Organization(s): Fashion Club, The Cradle Arts of Fashion Foundation

Study Habits

one of the smart students, but procrastinates with individual assignments

is great to work with in group projects though because she doesn’t slack off (actually ends up doing most of the work sometimes lmao rip)

either studies in the morning if she has free time or studies at night after her busy schedule

always on that green tea to stay awake cuz honestly what is sleep

scribbles down whatever she can during lectures, then fills in what she’s missing and organizes her notes in a different notebook

while studying for exams, she goes to bed at the same time as she usually does and wakes up early to continue instead of studying through the whole night

hates missing class and will never miss a day or be late unless she has no choice

buys cute stationery and actually uses them lol

does her best to stay positive and not have expectations that are too high. she has a good grasp on what she can do and what she can’t do at the time

Student Life

event coordinator for school’s fashion club

holds fashion shows: the fall semester fashion show takes place in November - applications open from June-July and last-minute signups in August

holds events where members can display their designs and sell their clothing

The club take requests from professors, staff, and fellow classmates whether they want something new made, repurposing, or something needs some fixing up

sometimes lends a hand to other clubs that need help with coordinating their events

also takes interior design and business classes for fun

always has her sketchbook, sewing kit, fabric samples, and color samples in her backpack

are you hungry? she has pastries. need something to nibble on? she’s got snacks. this girl always has some food on her

likes helping out the costume designers prepare the costumes for school plays/performances

made a presentation in front of the school board to open a program where people can donate business suits/formal attire for students who can’t afford to dress for success

is currently working on convincing her family to open up internships to their company for students at her university

interns at a design firm for hands-on training

plus it’s a paid internship, which she likes so she doesn’t have to be dependent on her parents too much

Shenanigans with Other Students let them be dumb young people

on her locker door, there’s a small mirror, calendar, and a mini pouch she puts snacks in

she taped a cute little paper bag underneath the holes/slits on the door, so it can catch the notes Fenrir slips inside her locker

Kyle scolds Lance for not getting enough rest, so he makes Lance take naps in the nurse’s office

Adriana found out when she stopped by to get a bandage from pricking her fingers with sewing needles too much

the two of them made a secret agreement to draw on Lance’s face one day while he’s taking a nap they’ve failed at every attempt so far

when she’s the one Kyle’s scolding for not getting enough rest, she stares at him with a blank expression until he tells her to stop being weird, then makes her escape

sometimes hangs out with Jonah and Edgar at a cafe when they have time between classes

gets really excited when Luka or Sirius brings food to school

often asks Seth for advice or his opinions on her design sketches and sample garments

tries her best to free up time to watch Fenrir at soccer practice and visit games

has a lot of receipts on Ray thanks to Loki, but then Ray also has receipts on Adriana because of Loki and neither of them know Loki’s messing around with them

when her schedule gets really hectic, she falls asleep in the classroom or club room often and finds Fenrir’s jacket around her shoulders whenever she wakes up

sometimes when she, Ray, and Fenrir hang out, she purposely becomes a third wheel so she can watch and think about how cute their friendship is

one time the guys were playing chicken fight and next up it was supposed to be Sirius with Luka on his shoulders and Lancelot with Jonah, but Jonah didn’t want to harm his precious little brother

they didn’t have a problem finding a new player though because Adriana volunteered to get on Lance’s shoulders just so she can t-pose Sirius

she wasn’t about to pass up that opportunity

#i finished!! this was fun to come up with and think about #i actually made a schedule for her #but that would make the post too long...sjhdcbgjhsdzcb #cradlesona #ikerev oc #cradlesona event #school days cradlesona #cradlesona school days au #mine