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ignorancelive · 3 years

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FINALLY DOING ALL MY TAG GAMES AAAA IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO DO THESE

@whitedeadflower | pick my favourite albums for bill clinton to enjoy

not necessarily my favorites but i always pick the same 5 albums for these so i just put 4 albums i like a lot and have been listening to more recently <3

@opossuwu | 15 questions

1. What is the first song you remember hearing?

english songs: either learn to fly by foo fighters or human by the killers, i really cannot remember which one but it was around the same time im pretty sure

spanish songs: ALL the songs on/by rebelde, my sister was super into it when i was a baby so i heard so many of their songs right as i was learning to become a human

2. What is the first band you got into?

mmmmmmm probably one direction? if we’re not counting rebelde lol

3. Do you collect music on any physical format?

i collect almost all cds i know and like on CD and have recently started buying vinyl but i think im only going to get albums i really like on it since its more expensive

4. What is your favourite piece of music-related memorabilia/merchandise?

SO many things. i really like my nirvana and red hot chili peppers shirts because they make me feel cute! im also IN LOVE with the in utero angel sticker i bought on redbubble that has a transparent border so its JUST the angel, i stuck it on my record player and i love it so so much

5. What is your favourite concert you've been to?

i have not been to a concert yet :/ i went to a little student festival thing my university hosted for us and saw hunny + hayley kiyoko which was pretty neat

6. If you could see one artist (or band) who is no longer alive in concert, who would it be?

nirvana :(

7. Have you met any musicians?

i went to a cd signing for little mix when i was like 12-13 ish but thats the closest ive gotten lol

8. What is your go-to song/album when feeling sad?

i actually have a playlist of comfort songs to listen to when im sad, but i think the song i most consistently go to is encore by red hot chili peppers

9. What is your go-to song/album when feeling happy?

this one depends. probably hump de bump also by rhcp cause it SLAPS and always puts me in a better mood than when i started

10. What is one music-related documentary you love?

EYE only watched a few minutes of funky monks but im sure if i sat down to watch it now id love it. this is the worst question to ask me because i watch a ton of interviews on youtube so i cant even remember which ones were legit docus as opposed to just youtube vids so this question is gonna be basically unanswered. i do want to watch bob and the monster though

11. What is one concert DVD that you love?

i listen to it more as an album on spotify than watch it but Nirvana’s MTV Unplugged is so good

12. Do you prefer listening to playlists or full albums?

usually playlists! but occasionally ill play the albums i have on my player

13. Do you tend to listen to albums in order or on shuffle?

in order, shuffling them is rare

14. What is your favourite deep cut song by your favourite artist?

favorite artist is rhcp and honestly im? not fully sure. quixoticelixer slaps. and i like almost every song on im with you. but i think im gonna have to go with storm in a teacup cause i checked its streams and its not that popular </3

15. What is your favorite CD/vinyl/cassette that you own in terms of packaging?

THIS ONES SO HARD I LOVE PACKAGING DESIGNS. i love how rhcp’s im with you disc looks like because it has the track list on it but it doesnt look bad like other discs who do that do. booklet design i love vices and virtues by panic at the disco and american idiot by green day. idk what this would fall under but i also love how stadium arcadium’s booklet is held in the case and how when you take it out you see a picture of the band. and there are too many albums whose art i love so i cannot elaborate on that without making this 5xs longer lmao

@garbanz0 & @dailywilliams | top 5 songs ive had on repeat recently

according to spotify’s on repeat playlist:

but also according to my last.fm:

so basically red hot chili peppers own my ass

@badhe4d , @garbanz0 , & @catts-world | 10 songs you like, each by a different artist

uhhhhhhhhhhh

1. Monarchy of Roses - RHCP

2. Back and Forth - Foo Fighters

3. Heart of Glass - Blondie

4. Omission - John Frusciante and Josh Klinghoffer

5. Dance with Me - Sir, Please

6. Henrietta - The Fratellis

7. Breed - Nirvana

8. Mary - The Happy Fits

9. Girls and Boys - Blur

10. It’s All So Incredibly Loud - Glass Animals

@psychoticbreak | suppose you’re being sent to a deserted island for the rest of your life, and you can only choose 10 records to bring with you and those are the only albums you can listen to for the remainder of your life; what albums are they

oh GOD ok

1. in utero - nirvana

2. stadium arcadium - RHCP

3. nothing personal - all time low

4. red - taylor swift

5. after laughter - paramore

6. wasting light - foo fighters

7. im with you + im beside you if you count them as the same album - RHCP

8. so wrong its right - all time low

9. american idiot - green day

10. inside of emptiness - john frusciante

@mark-hoppuss | shuffle my playlist and list the first ten songs that come up

1. New Invention - I Don’t Know How But They Found Me

2. Thanks to You - All Time Low

3. Por Que Me Haces Llorar? - Juan Gabriel

4. Torture Me - Red Hot Chili Peppers

5. Speak Now - Taylor Swift

6. Prayer of the Refugee - Rise Against

7. Going Away to College - blink-182

8. Time-Bomb - All Time Low

9. DNA. - Kendrick Lamar

10. Heaven is a Place on Earth - Belinda Carlisle

@frafru1 , @whitedeadflower , & @psychoticbreak | make a playlist with the letters of my name

Lithium by Nirvana

Universally Speaking by RHCP

Pool by Paramore

Eye Opener by Dot Hacker

@badhe4d | post my lock screen, the last song I listened to and the last picture I saved on my phone

friends name blocked out but. an interesting screenshot. yes i have flea’s tweet notifs on and use twitter for absolutely nothing else. yes i have email notifs on

if screenshots count:

if they DONT count and you mean purely just saving:

my icon and boyfriend <3

@badhe4d | 7 questions to get to know me better

three ships: not romantically because i dont believe in shipping irl people but i love everyone in rhcp’s gay polycule energy. specifically john and anthony in the 80s. romantically tho mickey and ian in shameless. i dont think i have a third one? me and my bisexual mutuals <3

last song: i shuffled a ton of songs and skipped for some of these tags but before those i was listening to the album weird kids by we are the in crowd as a tbt, specifically the song manners

last movie: inside by bo burnham but if you dont count that, hereditary

currently watching: it is very difficult for me to watch shows so im currently just watching youtube lol

currently reading: nothing. i cannot read :( bc of attention issues not bc im illiterate

currently consuming: banana bread :3

currently craving: RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS RELEASE YOUR FUCKING ALBUM CHALLENGE

@the-replacemints | top 10 favorite debut albums

NOT in order. also it took way too long to come up with this list lol

1. Concentrate - The Happy Fits

2. So Wrong It’s Right - All Time Low

3. SOUR - Olivia Rodrigo

4. Strange Desire - Bleachers

5. RAZZMATAZZ - I Dont Know How But They Found Me

6. Hot Fuss - The Killers

7. Vampire Weekend - Vampire Weekend

8. Bleach - Nirvana

9. Costello Music - The Fratellis

10. WALK THE MOON - Walk The Moon

because theres so many of these im not gonna tag people for each individual prompt but if you tagged me in one of these i tag you in whichever ones you wanna do <3

#IT TOOK ME TWO HOURS TO FINISH THESE #tag games

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im-the-king-of-the-ocean · 3 years

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5 for Nuts and Dolts, because the hug in the trailer is still on continuous loop in my head and the only thing better than an angsty hug is an angsty hug AND KISS 8 for Data Farm, because I'm weak for the idea of Oscar being unexpectedly prince-like and making Penny feel like a princess (or the other way around) I can't remember the number, but the interrupted kiss for rosegarden No pressure to do all of these, I just couldn't decide on one ship because I love all of them

(as a brief refresher: Data Farms Fic Link, Rosegarden Fic Link)

...and here’s to finally being able to answer this ask and revealing the ridiculous (sort of) secret plan I’ve carried out over a month (or two maybe idk) and what’s now a six-chapter fic!

(no, I’m not joking, this (Rose Puppetry) was literally A Thing bc I’m Like That)

So, to explain, way back when I was doing requests for this kissing meme, it was around the same time that you introduced me to the Mechanisms music, and then the Magnus Archives after that.

Subsequently, I thought it would be really cool to make one of these three requests Steampunk-themed. I decided on the Nuts and Dolts one bc, when I first listened to Once Upon A Time (In Space), I associated Ruby and Penny heavily with Rose and Cinders (I think it was bc the album was brought up in reference to Souls or something like that? Also Rose Puppetry was my alternative solution to just derailing Souls completely into Being A Steampunk Fic).

Anyways, I started out with the intent to do a short oneshot where Penny breaks into a facility to save Ruby, which would be reminiscent of the final attack on Old King Cole that led to Cinders being reunited with Rose.

Except then I got carried away by world-building (bc it was so freaking fun) and Rose Puppetry became an entire multi-chapter fic all of its own.

For the record, I think I originally @ you when I posted the first chapter bc I was going to say that the fic was a response to this prompt and then quite literally forgot to actually say that anywhere. I then realized that, if I kept quiet about it, I could turn it into a surprise, which seemed like a fun thing to do, so I went for it.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy the end of Rose Puppetry!

5. Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips.

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Rose Puppetry Ch6: The Tale of Little Briar and the Huntress in the Cottage

Summary:

A century ago or so, Atlas set out to conquer the world. Penny was built to be a spy, an infiltrator meant to find weaknesses in Vale’s defenses before the invasion.

She did. Then she fell in love. And rebelled against the kingdom that had created her.

Ch1. Ch2. Ch3. Ch4. Ch5.

Every child in Patch knows of the Huntress who lives in the cottage on the outskirts of town. Their great protector, who keeps the dangers of the woods at bay so they can go about their lives safely. No one knows, not really, where she came from. The youngest kids among them generally want to ask, but their parents usually shush them before they can try. It’s considered improper, prying into what should be left well enough alone.

Briar knows more about the Huntress than any of her peers, but you’d never catch her boasting about it in the school yard. No sir. She can keep a secret extremely well, she can. Well that, and she doesn’t want the Huntress to be upset with her and ask her father to not allow her to make the weekly deliveries anymore. Briar loves visiting the Huntress’s cottage, with its duck pond and its thick bramble of roses. But, most importantly, she loves being let inside and allowed to watch the Huntress work for just a little while.

For, in addition to being their protector against the scary monsters that lurk in the woods, the Huntress is Patch’s one and only mechanic. There used to be more, of course, but that was back before Briar was born and they all got called off to fight in the Great War against Atlas.

Briar once asked if the Huntress fought in the Great War, too. She remembers how the Huntress fell silent, the gloomy expression that had seamlessly eclipsed the Huntress’s entire being, and quietly swore never to ask again. It’s not important for her to know, Briar decided. Not like learning how gears, cogs, and screws all fit into machinery and make things like the big clock in the tower in the center of town work.

It’s a sunny day. A few wisps of clouds linger in the sky, but not many. Briar skips home from school, humming a happy tune of her own creation as she goes. She briefly pauses to scratch the noses of the cows who’ve wandered to the fence of their pasture bordering the road. The cows moo at her and sniff Briar’s fingertips for treats.

“Sorry, I don’t have anything for you today.” Briar giggles as their chin whiskers tickle her. “If I have time after I visit Ms. Rose, I’ll try and bring you all back something, but I make no promises.”

She continues on her way, only stopping in the Mech Field to pick a collection of bright, cheerful wildflowers. Briar pauses to consider the ruins of the old war machines, but Ms. Rose once warned her very sternly not to get too close to the fallen mechs without her supervision, so Briar doesn’t. Instead, she takes a spare hair ribbon out of her school bag, ties it snugly around the stems of her wildflowers to keep them properly bunched together, and heads home.

Her mother has the weekly grocery basket for Ms. Rose waiting when Briar arrives. She helps Briar securely fasten it to the deliveries bicycle and situate the flower bouquet on top so the bumpy ride won’t jostle them too much.

“Keep an eye on the time,” Briar’s mother gives her the usual warning. “And, if it starts growing dark, have Ms. Rose walk you home.”

Briar rolls her eyes. She’s big enough to come home all on her own, even after sunset, she thinks. Still, she promises, “I will!” before taking off on the bicycle.

Smoke lazily drifts into the sky from Ms. Rose’s cottage’s chimney as Briar makes her approach. The huntress’s dog, a great, big creature with a lumbering gait and a lolling tongue, appropriately named ‘Wolf’, runs to greet Briar as she approaches. She slows her bicycle to a stop and dismounts.

“Hey, Wolfie.” Briar scratches behind the dog’s ears, and gets licked enthusiastically for it. She laughs. Wolf dances excited circles around Briar as she walks over and leans her bicycle against the cottage. “Stop that!” Briar commands Wolf, only half serious. “I have to get the groceries inside!” She nudges the door open and walks into the cottage.

“Ms. Rose? Are you here?” Briar calls out.

“In the workshop, Briar!” Ms. Rose yells back from somewhere deep inside. Briar grins. With some care, she shoves the groceries in the refrigerator. Ms. Rose will organize them however she pleases later, after a few more hours of work, at least.

Briar goes to hurry through the kitchen, but remembers herself, and pauses at the sink to fill a pitcher with water for her wildflower bouquet. She carefully lowers the flowers in and unties her hair ribbon from around their stems. Then, after tidying the bouquet a little, Briar walks further into the cottage. She doesn’t go immediately to the workshop, but to a room Ms. Rose only recently granted her permission to enter.

Briar pauses and takes a breath in the doorway of the bedroom. It’s always a bit weird to do this. She’s never actually met Ms. Penny. Not back before, when she was awake. Ms. Penny doesn’t know who she is. Never had the chance to, really.

Regardless, flowers always make Briar feel better when she isn’t feeling well. With Wolf padding loyally at her side, Briar approaches the bed where Ms. Penny serenely sleeps and situates the bouquet on the table beside it.

“Good day, Ms. Penny,” Briar speaks politely, for she’s never spoken to a mechanical person, or one who’s never woken up, before Penny. Briar still feels kind of odd about that, but, since she first stumbled across Penny’s room, she’s been determined to try and make her feel better (if that’s at all possible).

“Spring’s here. The first of Mr. Oobleck’s lambs were born the other day.” Briar starts her usual, short, babbling update about life in Patch. “They’re extremely cute. I’ll draw you a picture, so, when you wake up, you won’t have missed seeing them.”

“She’d like that, I think.”

Briar jumps, and spins around. Ms. Rose stands in the doorway, leaning against its frame. She smiles softly at Briar, and joins her by Penny’s bedside. “Penny never…I think she always lived in cities before we met.” Ms. Rose takes a deep breath. “I’m not sure she’s ever gotten the chance to see a newborn lamb.”

“Then this will be her first time,” Briar says confidently.

“Yes.” Ms. Rose smiles sadly down at Briar. “Run along to the workshop now. I left today’s assignment out on the table for you. Try to see if you can get started on your own. I’ll be along in a moment.”

Briar does as she’s told, but not before stopping just outside the bedroom and sneakily poking her head back in to watch Ms. Rose gently smooth Penny’s long, soft copper curls and place a kiss on her forehead.

“Don’t wait too much longer to wake up, my love, alright?” Ms. Rose whispers.

Briar slips away, feeling a little guilty about spying on such a private moment. She doesn’t know why Ms. Penny sleeps, what caused her to fall into her lasting slumber in the first place, but Briar does know that Ms. Rose came to Patch to have a quiet, safe place to repair her.

The assignment Ms. Rose set out for Briar that day is a small music box. One that had, in all likeliness, played a lovely melody at some point, but has long since worn out. Repairing it shouldn’t be the hardest of tasks. Not now that Briar is a handful of months out of transitioning from ‘kid who gets to watch the Huntress work’ to ‘unofficial mechanic’s apprentice’.

Ever so carefully, Briar removes a tiny, rusty gear from the music box with her tweezers and sets it aside. She looks to Ms. Rose, who smiles reassuringly back at her. Briar finds the replacement gear, plucks it up with the tweezers, and goes to insert it right where it needs to—

“Hello?! Huntress are you here?” A voice shouts into the cottage. Wolf scrambles up from lying under where Briar’s feet dangle off her stool and barks loudly. Briar jumps. Her tweezers fall out of her hand. The replacement gear goes flying.

“Just a moment!” Ms. Rose calls back. She helps Briar retrieve the gear from where it’s fallen to the floor. “Think you can work on your own for a bit?” Ms. Rose asks. When Briar nods, the huntress wipes grease and oil smudges off her fingertips onto her leather apron and goes to see who has come asking after her aid.

Briar half listens to the ensuing conversation about a broken down car on the road as it drifts through the cottage to her. Ms. Rose briefly returns to the workshop for her portable tool kit, and then leaves to go repair the automobile in question. She promises she’ll check Briar’s handiwork upon her return. Wolf ambles back over to Briar. The dog circles a couple times to settle, and then returns to napping.

For the next couple of hours while Briar works, things are quiet and peaceful. She finishes repairing the music box. With bated breath, Briar winds it up and sets it down on the worktable. A soft tune fills the air. Briar can’t help but smile.

Too excited to wait until Ms. Rose gets back to show off her success, Briar carefully scoops the music box up in her hands and carries it to Penny’s room. She puts it down by the wildflowers she brought earlier, and lets it play its song a second time.

So caught up on listening to the music box’s melody is Briar, she doesn’t catch when it’s joined by the sounds of other mechanisms whirling and clicking. Ones that have long remained at rest, but, at the sound of a comforting song, rouse again.

Movement catches Briar’s attention. Before she realizes what’s happened, a pair of bright, dazzling green eyes meet her own. They almost seem to glow, as if they’re lightbulbs that have spent a long, long time charging up and want to celebrate the chance to finally illuminate.

“H-hello?” The voice is hoarse, creaky with disuse. It’s nothing like Briar imagined it would be. “Briar?”

Briar blinks rapidly. “You know me?” slips from her lips before she can stop the question.

“Of course.” Tentatively, Penny moves to push herself up in a sitting position. One of her hands slips before she can put weight down on it. Briar rushes forward to help support her. “Thank you.” Penny smiles gratefully at Briar. “To answer your question, I heard you. The days you came and talked to me and brought me flowers.” She pauses. “I’d very much like to see Mr. Oobleck’s lambs.”

“Oh.” Briar takes a minute to process this. “I didn’t think…” she’s not sure what to say. She’s imagined this moment hundreds of times, but, now that it’s happening, Briar’s mind is frustratingly blank.

“It’s alright.” Penny gives her a small, soft smile. “It’s not everyday someone you’ve only known as a ‘sleeping lady’ wakes up.”

“I-err-yeah…” Briar pauses. “If you don’t mind me asking, how could you hear me all those times? Since you were asleep?”

Penny inhales deeply and exhales, the clockwork of her body moving with the motion. “It’s a bit complicated. A short explanation would be that, even without enough power to function normally, I could still record audio.” Penny shoots a knowing smirk in Briar’s direction. “I would love to give you the fully detailed explanation. Later. If you don’t mind, there’s someone who’s long overdue for a hug, I think.”

Briar’s eyes widen. “Oh! Ms. Rose! Of course!” She scrambles up to fetch Penny a walking stick to lean upon as she gets up. “She went out to repair someone’s car. I think it’s just down the road!” Briar hovers, ready to support Penny if she needs help with walking. When Penny makes it to the doorway on her own, Briar relaxes a little.

Together, with Wolf keeping pace with them (and Briar would swear the dog is keeping as much a careful eye on Penny as she herself is), they make their way outside.

Penny pauses, and looks up at the blue, blue sky. She blinks. If she were capable of crying, she probably would have. “I never dreamed I’d see it again.” Penny whispers. She turns to look ahead, down the road she and Briar intend to walk, and sees someone coming toward them on it. Penny gasps.

There is one sight that Penny dreamed of, longed for, during her oh so very long slumber. One sight, her vague, ethereal thoughts could never quite capture, but tried to constantly. The person she sees on the road doesn’t quite fit the picture Penny remembers. The person is no longer a youthful maiden, but a full grown woman. Her black-red hair is longer, kept in an untidy braid over one shoulder. She’s wearing the garb of a mechanic, and not combat dress. Branching scars, leftover from a (Grimm) time Penny would very much like to leave in the past, dance across her skin.

“Ruby.”

Penny breathes the name out at the same time Ruby sees her, stops, and stares.

A moment passes where no one moves, where the world is held frozen in shock. Anxiety ripples over Ruby’s face. Worry that needs no verbal words to describe it. That Penny won’t love this older version of her. That this person she had to grow into while she patiently waited for Penny to wake up isn’t someone Penny will be able to bring herself to love.

Penny takes a step forward, and then another. Her walking stick is cast aside as she recalls how to push her legs into motion as fast as she can. She runs, reaching Ruby in the blink of an eye. Eager to vanquish all the anxieties she sees in her beloved, Penny takes Ruby up in her arms and spins her around and around. She laughs, causing Ruby to laugh with relief too.

They’re together. Nothing, no war or conflict or spiders who want to control them, can get in the way of that any longer. They may have once been puppets in a grand scheme, but they’re free now. Free to do whatever they wish, as long as they wish.

Penny stops spinning Ruby around. She holds her close, drinking in the sight of Ruby’s sparkling, silver eyes. Without thinking about it, they press their foreheads together and simply gaze at each other.

Later, they’ll let Briar commit a condensed version of their story down on paper. A fairytale, it will be. One only a handful will actually believe there’s truth to, but that’s just as well to them. Right now, this moment? This moment is just for them.

Ruby wraps her arms around Penny. Penny leans in. Their lips find each other. Tentative, unsure, aware they have a lot to adjust to again with each other (but eager to get started). The kiss is soft and sweet. A promise of many, many more to come.

They don’t live happily ever after. For Penny and Ruby’s story doesn’t end here. It goes on, with many days full of love, and equally as many filled with struggle as they learn each other’s embrace again. There are moments when the scars of the past threaten to consume them, and moments filled with nothing but laughter and joy.

Overall, though?

Penny and Ruby live together for a very, very long time, and that time together is largely marked by their shared happiness.

#rwby #nuts and dolts #ruby rose #penny polendina #steampunk au #rose puppetry #whirls writing #not the first time i've gone overboard on a request #but the first time i've waited until literally the last chapter of the fic #to reveal that that was the plan all along

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