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sgt-seabass · 1 year

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hi! can i request steve kemp where reader lashes out during dinner one day? then he gets angry because he was being merciful lately and puts reader in their place. maybe he grips the readers jaw while he yells at them because i’m a whore for that 😩

𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔

✧˚ · . 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺.

pairing — steve kemp x little!reader w/c — 1.3k this is a dark fic. 18+ only. warnings — little!reader, dd/lg elements, violence towards stuffies, implied kidnapping, referenced murder, threats, degradation, pet names (sunflower), minor violence against reader, blood play, cannibalism, yelling a/n — omg thank you so much for this ask. i love it. i don't see steve as the type to yell when he's angry (unless you bite his dick or smth) so i hope you like the way i went with this. not beta read. i hope you enjoy!

It’s not like Steve wanted to hurt you.

He had plenty of other outlets for his violent tendencies, but you were meant to be something relaxing for him.

And when you weren’t, it could easily send him into a rage.

The thing about Steve was that his wrath didn’t present as outward anger. He never raised his voice. He was rough with you physically, but his demeanour remained scarily calm, and he was always plotting his moves one step ahead of you.

You were his predictable sunflower, after all.

Cute. But oh so dumb at times.

This evening, Steve knew he’d have an issue on his hands the moment he got you from your cell, a defiant look in your eye that spelt trouble with a capital T. Even in your little space, a term Steve had learnt, you had your moments of fighting. You never were a big talker, but Steve could read your behaviours like a book.

His victims always had a hard time adapting. The thing was, you were holding onto your life while they lay in pieces in Steve’s cold storage.

With your dress flouncing with each step, a teddy hanging from your hand and Steve holding your other, you were brought to an immaculately set dining room table. The presentation of candles, flowers and shining silverware was romantic, but given the circumstances, Steve could tell your heart wasn’t in it. Your eyes didn’t light up for him, instead, they were filled with unshed tears.

It was insulting. He’d gone to all this effort just for you.

“I want to go home… Daddy, please let me go home.” You sniffled, clutching at your bear. He was missing a leg. Mr Bear had lost his limb when you misbehaved last week. He’d be a stump at this stage with your attitude.

“Stop being silly. Sit down.” Steve pressed down on your shoulders, forcing you into the wooden seat.

You sat stiffly, but Steve brushed it off. Once you tried the food, perhaps your mood would improve.

Steve watched from the kitchen counter as you shuffled Mr Bear to sit in your lap. He hadn’t bargained on a third wheel, but you’d grown attached to the stuffie since he brought it home from the hospital gift shop. You listened better with little friends, so Steve took the small win.

With a hum, Steve moved around the kitchen, plating your amatriciana pasta in pretty swirls. He could feel your beady eyes observing him, making him smile.

You were curious, always watching him. Steve appreciated your inquisitive nature because it meant you were interested in him. His little sunflower likes to watch.

Steve brought the pasta to the table, your eyes turning to the dish once it was placed down. Your lips pursed, fingers digging into your bear.

Did you know? Surely, there would be no way you could tell the difference just from the look. Steve sat down next to you, his own plate mirroring yours.

“Don’t let it get cold,” Steve commented, swirling the pasta around his fork before taking a big bite. “It’s delicious. I made it just for you.”

Nervously, you picked up your fork with little teddy bears engraved in it, picking at the pasta sauce. You were moving the bits of meat away.

Steve frowned, placing his hand over your wrist. “Don’t be rude and pick at your food.”

“What is it?” You questioned as you moved away the little shreds of pink meat.

“Pancetta. It’s pork,” Steve lied. The pancetta was actually called Laura.

You’d never eaten Steve’s desired cuisine before, so he wanted to start you on something small.

You turned your nose up. Steve’s eyes narrowed. You had better intuition than he had given you credit for.

“Eat the pasta, sunflower. This is your first and only warning.” Steve’s voice had lost its usual nonchalant tone. He wasn’t fucking around anymore.

“I’m not hungry,” you muttered, and Steve scoffed. He’d purposely not fed you all day so you’d be hungry, so he knew you were bluffing.

It seemed you were growing bolder in saying no to him, and Steve hated it. The broken angel he found on your first night in your cell was growing her wings back. And it was time for your feathers to be clipped— No. Snapped off.

Steve sat back in his chair, considering you. If a gentle approach wasn’t going to work, well, maybe he just needed to scare the shit out of you. It seems to work on his other victims just fine. He wasn’t even that mad, more irritated. But if he needed to act angry, he could do that.

“Right.” Steve tilted his neck, letting his bones pop to release the rising tension in his body. Your frame shook at the sound. If you wouldn’t obey him, he would have to take the alternate route.

Steve would worm his way into your head, turning your mind into his possession, not something you could control of your own volition. But first, you needed to be vulnerable.

There was an almighty whack when Steve grabbed your head and slammed your forehead into the table, not even a gasp leaving you with how little time you had to react. A split opened on your hairline instantly, blood trickling down your face and dripping onto your bear.

“Do you think I’m fucking around, huh?! When I tell you to do something, you fucking do it!” Steve gripped your face tightly between his fingers, his spit hitting your face as he yelled at you.

Your tears quickly began flowing, and Steve thought it was the prettiest sight he’d ever seen. With the deep red ichor sliding down your face, and your tears mixing in, it was a sight to behold.

Beautiful.

“Do you want to die? Because when you don’t fucking listen, you push me closer and closer to the fucking edge,” Steve growled, and you quickly shook your head with a sob.

“I— I don’t want to die!” You cried, and Steve pulled your face closer to his.

“Then listen to me, you dumb useless baby. You’re making me regret keeping you. I cooked this meal for you, and you’re going to eat it, or I will shove it down your throat myself.”

You let out a mighty wail, shaking with fear as Steve held you so tight there would be bruises left on your skin.

Steve had got precisely what he wanted. You hooked on his fishing line, ready for the slaughter. But instead of gutting you and selling you to the highest bidder, Steve wanted to keep you in a tank away from all the other fish.

Steve let you go, shoving your face away and ignoring your whimpers. He ripped the bear from your grip, putting it on a spare chair away from you. You couldn’t even bring yourself to ask for it back in your scared state, your bottom lip trembling miserably.

“Poor Mr Bear, always bearing the consequences of your actions,” Steve taunted, loading up your fork with food and bringing it to your mouth. The ‘pork’ (Laura) flecks stood out of the red sauce, and Steve could see the way you hesitated.

“Open that pretty mouth for me, sunflower, or Mr Bear loses an arm.”

That seemed to be all the extra pressure you needed, your head still bleeding as you leaned forward and took the food into your mouth.

You scrunched your eyes closed, Steve raising a brow. Were you expecting a horrible taste?

Confusion flooded your features as you chewed, and Steve patted your cheek. “It’s not bad, is it?”

“It’s… It’s nice...” You said with astonishment, and when Steve brought another forkful to your mouth, you didn’t hesitate to eat it.

Steve smiled.

His little sunflower was growing up.

Steve filled his fork with pasta, before swiping his finger through your blood and smearing your crimson across his food. You watched, mesmerised, as Steve ate his tainted food with a satisfied moan. “Mm, divine. See? Date night isn’t so bad, is it?”

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#ambswrites #ambs answers #cherished anons #steve kemp #steve kemp x you #steve kemp x reader #steve kemp x y/n #sebastian stan #dark fic #sebastian stan character #sebastian stan fanfiction #steve kemp imagine #sebastian stan imagine

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the-bjd-community-confess · 1 year

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I'm not going to go on about it here (other than this confession I guess) but I kind of actually like the part of the DD community that focuses on ecchi, sexualization, etc of the dolls. My country and the English-speaking internet in general are very sex-negative and seeing people expressing this sort of sex-positive enjoyment of the hobby and cute anime girls in general makes me feel a lot less uncomfortable than seeing people who scream "pedo" at someone for risque pictures of fictional cartoons. Also as woman who is also attracted to women (bi, specifically, but that's beside the point), I can appreciate the skimpy outfits and busty characters.

Don't assume everyone who finds anime dolls sexy is some "incel neckbeard" or whatever you want to stereotype them as. And tbh a lot of the people stereotyped that way are often just people having fun in their own spaces (not actual incels, that community is nasty for other reasons, mainly misogyny). People say "cringe is dead" and then go after someone for, say, being male and overweight and enjoying a hobby. People having fun don't have to look a certain way to be considered valid. I could rant about this more but my point is, as long as it's kept in proper spaces and people not interested have ways to avoid seeing it if they choose, let grown adults portray their dolls however the fuck they want.

~Anonymous

#BJD #ABJD #BJD Confessions #Community Confessions #Vinyl BJD #Anime BJD

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fledglings-nest · 7 months

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welcome~˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

age regression sideblog for a traumagenic system. interactions will come from @cold--carnage

sfw and lighthearted interaction only, please. this is a safe space for us to relax, unwind, and escape our stress.

we often act as caregivers for our own members, so we'll talk here as well using the 'grown up talk' tag. tags will indicate who's talking or responding to asks

DNI: KINK, NSFW, DD/LG+variants, ANTI-AGERE, SYS/DISCOURSE & basic DNI criteria - DNI breakers will be blocked immediately

#info ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊#inbox ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊#⛥ dean ⛥#★ poison ★#♱ sebastian ♱#୨୧ alois ୨୧ #grown up talk ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊#✮ ben ✮

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ask-the-clergy-bc · 1 year

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Papas with an so who age regresses (like when they’re stressed they’re kinda child like?)

I hope this is what you are looking for! :)

And to avoid confusion this is NOT to be confused with the 18+ Subject of DD/LG or any kink content related to it!! THIS IS NOT FOR ANY SORT OF NSFW SO DO NOT INTERACT WITH OR TREAT IT AS SUCH!!! I DO NOT WRITE FOR THOSE KINKS NOR DO I WANT THIS TAGGED OR FOR IT TO BE ASSOCIATED WITH IT!!

This is for the very real coping mechanism utilized by therapists and individuals. :) Also looking into it I wasn't sure if you meant full regression or just very casual, so I did more casual stress relief.

Also a very minor content warning in the tags because this is a coping mechanism for many and can be related to trauma.

Papas with an S/O who Age Regresses

Papa Nihil: Honestly has no idea what the hell that means or what it is used for in therapy, but he tries his best! And it makes you happy so who cares? Papa is very good about using a baby tone or child like tone when talking to you if that's what you prefer. After all, he had three kids so that's not hard for him to do! Nihil doesn't typically assume any sort of care taker role for you. But he does get you whatever you want! You are quite literally a kid in a candy and toy store on days you need it! He just hates seeing you stressed in any capacity.

Papa I: Out of them all, Papa is the most familiar with Age Regression. So he recognizes immediately how it helps you and makes you happy. He has sat you down before to express that no, he is not put off by your coping mechanism. Instead, you both have a good long talk about what you need from HIM during times of regression. Papa doesn't skip a bit when you start speaking in a childish tone or ask for help for 'grown up' tasks. He's very gentle and patient, and happy to give you words of praise when you get things done! Very good with head kisses and giving you treats to make you smile.

Papa II: Usually when you regress he leaves you to it, knowing you are decompressing and managing your stress. He's never sure how to exactly engage with you, but Papa is not one to push you away during. He's never been good with childish things or situations. But it makes you happy so he's content to let you be happy. His main concern is that you feel safe and loved when you do regress. On one occasion you were a bit self conscious of your regression because you were scared what others would think or that Papa found it weird... but instead he handed you a toy you put back the last time you went shopping. "Don't like fools shame you for what brings you peace."

Papa III: Papa is a refined and dignified gentleman... but that sure as Hell doesn't mean he wants to grow up either!! He is happy to see you do the same, and even happier when he knows it helps you. Papa makes sure you have the space to regress and feel safe in doing so. There has been more than one times he has taken one of your stuffies to make it talk, dance, and sing for you. He's also happy to tuck you in for naps and sing to you. His main concern is only that you always feel comfortable when you regress. But he would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy doing simple childhood activities with you. He didn't exactly have the most stress free youth so it brings him comfort too.

Papa IV/Cardinal Copia: For a long time he thought you were just very young at heart and sometimes loved to express it. He thought it was adorable! The closer you got the more you eventually opened up about what you were doing and how this state of mind helps you manage stress. Copia did his research immediately so he could help! While he doesn't offer a care taker role, he certainly likes to help! There was one time he surprised you with a coloring book when you were having a particularly rough week. His logic? "When I was a boy I loved crayons... I thought you would enjoy them too! eheh!"

#the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost headcanons #age regression #ghost fluff #reader insert #coping mechanism #papa emeritus i #papa emeritus ii #papa emeritus iii #papa emeritus iv #cardinal copia #papa nihil

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desiredcaramellatte · 1 year

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HI UH ITS ME AGAIN- idk if you remember me but uh hi anyway - -“

I would like to request an angst (you don’t have to write the angst) to fluff one shot with sparkling comforting his s/o After they got into a heated argument with their parents/friends. Leik he would wrap his s/o in a blanket and cuddling them and maybe watch a movie idk the fluff part is up to you! Take your time :DD

I do remember you :0 hello and welcome back!

Jsbdienjf Sparkling 👀👀

I've never actually written for him before or payed much attention to him, but those overalls are just magic to my eyes. This is kind of a modern AU I guess, because TV lol.

Uhhh I wrote this in third person because I wanted to. They/them used. I also tried to make what the argument was about and who it was with as vague as possible so it could fit a lot of situations. Very proud of this btw. I had to rewrite it because I lost my draft so yaay. I think it turned out nice.

Sparkling x reader angst + fluff

The curtains and blinds were drawn, blocking out the thick sunlight that tried to sleep through the glass. Some managed to, slipping through small cracks in the blinds and the sides of the windows, but that only added to the eerie feeling of the room.

It was nearly pitch black, the only light beside the small rays of yellow that snuck through the window was the luminescent blue glow of the television.

Sitting on the couch, face bathed in the blue reflection of the Tv, was a cookie. They were slightly curled up, shoulder leaning against a pillow that was supported by the arm rest on the side of the furniture, which kept the cookie upright.

In their arms was another pillow, a square one that looked hand-embroidered. The cookie had grabbed it subconsciously, and was now rubbing their fingers against the hems of the stitching.

The television was already loud, but that didn't drown out the memories of the cookie's recent interaction. Small fractions of it slipped through, their mind repeating yelling that was louder than the TV, and the cookie had to hold their breath for a moment to get it back under control.

Despite the loud noise coming from the television, which was the only sound aside from the gentle humming of an air conditioning, the cookie picked up the remote and turned it up a few more levels.

They hadn't even been focusing on what they were watching, maybe that was part of the problem. Maybe if they focused on the television instead of trying too hard to block out their mind, they would actually start to feel better.

But what if all the memories came rushing back at once? What if everything both parties said reverberated in their mental space once they let that guard down? What if they saw something on TV that reminded them of the fight?

They didn't know what to do at this point. They were close to tears, shuddering as they gripped onto the pillow. The pillow. Focus on that. Sparkling Cookie had hand sewn it for their birthday, thanks to the guidance of Herb and Vampire (who, surprisingly, knew how to sew quite well) and presented it to them with a smile. It was one of, if not, their favorite pillow.

They continued to think of their birthday, then they started to wonder what pillows were made of, then how they were made in factories. The cookie was pretty sure they had sat on a familiar pillow not too long ago, at a different house.

No! Don't think about it! Why did they think about it? The cookie buried their face in their hands with a small grumble, and a sigh.

Behind them, a door creaked open, and another person entered. Sparkling had noticed all the lights off outside, along with the windows covered, when he returned from the bar, and had quickly grown worried, and he entered slowly. He was afraid something bad had happened, he couldn't help but to worry.

Sparking Cookie paced over behind the couch, his eyes glued on your figure as you say there, and he contemplated how to approach you in this situation for a moment.

"What's wrong?" You heard his voice, and you jumped. You hadn't realized he had entered through your racing mind and the noise of the television.

"I'm fine." You told Sparkling once you calmed down from the spook he gave you.

"I have eyes, dearest. I can see that you are most certainly not fine." He replied as he saw their eyes, the under parts stained slightly red from either crying or constant rubbing, most likely both.

"Tell me what's wrong." He prodded, sitting down beside them and crossing his legs, resting a hand on their shoulder and giving them a small, gentle shake.

The cookie gave a small, drawn out, sigh, biding for time, trying to figure out how to phrase it aloud where they wouldn't have to hurt so much. Sparkling was patient enough, and waited for their answer.

"We... had a disagreement. It turned into a thing, and... hurtful things were said." They gave a small clear of their throat, and Sparkling gave them a sympathetic look.

"It'll be alright." He told them, rubbing their shoulder again, before he leaned over and grabbed the blanket that sat beside the couch, pulling it up and wrapping it around them.

The cookie hung on to the edges of the blanket, keeping it in place over their shoulders, and Sparkling wrapped his arms around them, gently rubbing circles into their shoulder blades.

They gave a small mumble of thanks, shuddering, and leaned into Sparkling Cookie's embrace. He gave a small smile in return. "You can tell me what it was all about later. For now, let's watch a movie, hmm?"

#cookie run #cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom #cookie run kingdom x reader #crk #crk x reader #sparkling #sparkling x reader #fluff ahhh

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tracybirds · 1 year

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For the Ao3 ask game- #29?

THank you :DD I did answer this on the other ask buuuuuut I do not mind hyping myself up a bit more and picking another bit!!

29. Favourite line/passage you wrote this year?

Stargazing across timezones and latitudes had its challenges, staring out at different universes. He missed being able to pull his brother close and point out constellations that rose overhead, Alan’s sharp eyes peering along his outstretched arm. Now even the stars they shared looked nothing alike, and Alan was growing up with an unfamiliar sky with a childhood John couldn’t even begin to imagine.

I just have FEELINGS about John and Alan being stargazing buddies but they're grown up in different hemispheres and they have totally different perspectives and things and just !!! Space!! Stars!!! Bros!!!!!

#:DDDD #ask games 😁💕

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nvrcmplt · 1 year

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[ 15 - How has rp changed you personally? ]

It's made me realize in how much I put peoples thoughts and words about me, above my own a lot. That was a rough cycle to get out of, it's great no lie being the dash-clown or the '300 oc having rper' or that Tala that people know far and wide, but the rush back then really made me crash when it kinda stopped? It made me really think about myself and how I feel being online like this. After a few months? Years? Defo, grew-up better with myself and mentally thinking things out lead to that, this space is my space and it's shared happily. It's not everyone's cuppa tea, long term friends are the OGs, trends, phases and cliques will always exist and you are just in the middle of it.

I'm glad I've learned to not take online validation for all forms of personal validation. Having worked on myself when I looking for work, I really saw how low my confidence was with the real world and that really made me get off my ass and fix that. The growth of breaks from being online, turning to gaming for hobby, turning to small amounts of tumblr groups, moving blogs to remove the big 2400 followers I had at one point on GravesRadium, it was just; so much praise, so much :DD!! and all that noise - that really meant a very minute part of my enjoyment online here.

Getting back to my roots of just writing for myself, my fun, my time online, my storylines, my muses, my little parts of me in each of them. Just - yeah, RP defo made me a mess, then fixed me again and now we're here. Thriving.

I love Rping, probably the only thing I could commit to for writing source. So looking back at it all now and seeing how far I've come, think this is like wha - 14 years-ish ( i started at 14 )? I've grown a lot and now this online space is my space to love and nurture how I want.

#despairforme #» ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ #» ǫ&ᴀs #tldr; yes yes it did u wu

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ronniebabbles · 2 years

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all about me!

hiii! i thought a good first step here would be to introduce myself, so come along and get to know me!

basic info!

🍰im ronnie (she/it)! im 18 y/o (~4 when regressed), and ive been regressing for over 5 years now! <3 i have adhd, and agere used to be one of my hyperfixations when i first started regressing. sometimes i hyperfocus on agere stuff (*insert me making this blog😅*), but my little space never left me! it's grown and changed as ive grown up, and i still love my little self so so much♡

🌸tiny me loves pink, dinosaurs, stuffies, warm blankets, coloring/drawing, and her comfort characters! she's big on fashion dolls and calico critters, and has tons of toys and gear (it loves to collect when hyperfixated) that i've gathered over the years! im currently starting to have an interest in onesies and smol-friendly clothing, which is fun, as i love fashion outside of my regression as well😊

dni/boundaries

💫i love making new friends, especially fellow regressors! with that said, please be 16+ and sfw (no n$fw, k!nk, dd!g, etc) when interacting with me. this is a regressor you're speakin' to here! respect and kindness is what i'm all about. if you are bigoted in any way (sexist, racist, ableist, homophobic, transphobic, etc.), you are not welcome here.

💖if you follow these guidelines, i'm so happy to have you here!! in dms, tone tags would be appreciated, but aren't necessary😊 please, ask b4 using pet names, but baby talk is alright! im always excited to make a new friend, so shoot me a message!

closing message~

alright, i think that's all i have for now! if you wanna get to know me more or just have a chat, feel free to send me a follow or a dm! im so excited to interact with the agere community after so many years of regressing myself😊 have a sweet day!!

#agere #age regressor #age regression #sfw agere #sfw age regression #sfw blog

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pidge-poetry · 2 years

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The Genius Of… Total Life Forever by Foals

Expanding outwards from their polyrhythm-driven debut, Foals’ exquisite second album presented a bold vision of what 2010s indie could be.

By Andy Price | 17th August 2022 | guitar.com

Image: Paul Bergen / Redferns

Shrewdly calculating that this year’s lockdown-free summer would be one worth marking, Foals released the buoyant Life is Yours, which has been a regular accompaniment to our sun-wallowing over the past few months. Indulging in Yannis Philippakis and Jimmy Smith’s funked-up chops and sizzling leads has been a reminder of their creative symmetry, and how their six-string interplay has been crucial to more than a decade of adoration and acclaim.

READ MORE: The Genius Of… Fontanelle by Babes In Toyland

While the Oxford quintet’s angular 2008 debut Antidotes contained impressive cuts such as the pulse-quickening Two Steps, Twice, it was on its 2010 sequel, the graceful Total Life Forever, where Foals detailed a musical vision that sought grander objectives than just warming up the club floor.

Cribbing elements from EDM, synthpop, math-rock and funk, Total Life Forever’s 11 tracks reached upwards, grasping for musical ideas lightyears from most contemporary indie rock.

Free your head

Total Life Forever’s mixes were webbed with stereo-panned micro-hooks, rippling textures and tunnelling tremolo-picked plunges. There was the intricate knitting of hypnotic opener Blue Blood, the furious digging and springy counter-riffs of fan favourite Black Gold, and the chimed dual-note motif and slick lead of Alabaster.

Foals’ guitarists layered their instruments delicately. “I was never really attracted to chords, or distortion pedals,” Philippakis told Scene Magazine in 2011. “I like the idea of a transparent guitar sound; a guitar sound that’s unashamed to be a clean guitar. I think that you can get as much power out of a clean guitar as you can out of a distorted guitar.”

Smith’s weapons of choice during the Total Life Forever sessions included Fender Jazzmasters, a Gibson Les Paul Junior, and a semi-hollow Epiphone Dot. Philippakis relied mainly on his distinctive Travis Bean guitars used in conjunction with Hiwatt amps to achieve a gleaming, un-muddied sound.

“I had grown up being fascinated by Steve Albini and so I’d read about these Travis Beans,” Philippakis told us in 2019. Manufactured between 1974 and 1979, these distinctive aluminium-necked monsters are rarely seen in the wild. “I was after what was, in my mind, this really pure sound, so that’s why I was attracted to the Travis Bean with the Hiwatt.”

Effects play a significant role across Total Life Forever and indeed Foals’ entire discography. Namely the Boss DD-3 delay, Space Echo reverb, and a plethora of fuzz pedals made by US manufacturer Fuzzrocious.

Future dust

With many of the tracks were written at a shared Oxford house, Foals flew to the Svenska Grammofonstudion in Gothenburg, Sweden to work with former Clor frontman Luke Smith. “He was coming in and saying either, ‘This is going to work’ or ‘We should try this’ or ‘It’s not working on that’,” bassist Walter Gervers told Under The Radar. “Just to have an outside influence is really important because I think if it’s just the five of you all of the time you start to question what you’re doing.”

The Scandinavian atmosphere influenced the more introspective tone of many of the record’s best tracks, such as the most spellbinding Spanish Sahara. Framed around a cycling F-Am-C-Am-G chord sequence, Sahara goes from an intimate vocal-led arrangement punctuated by Smith’s plaintive chords to an intense maelstrom of sound complete with bubbling synth and a stirring lead. All the while, the same five-chord cycle repeats, albeit with Smith switching from delicate plucking to wave-like strumming. As the record’s lead single, Spanish Sahara was a declaration of Foals’ growing musical maturity.

Yannis Philippakis of Foals. Image: Andy Willsher / Redferns / Getty Images

Singularity, is here to stay

Though broadly more reflective in tone, Foals’ more optimistic side revealed itself too. There’s the relentless funk energy of second track Miami, the delirious riff that kicks off 2 Trees and, best of all, the beaming This Orient, which was unlike anything else around it. It was also a clear example of Foals’ ability to craft stadium-filling choruses. Melding guitar and synth arpeggios with heart-stopping drum salvos, a delay-soaked, tremolo-picked lift-off, and a rolling rhythmic pulse, This Orient pounds its way towards one of the biggest hooks in the whole Foals songbook. It was an engrossing forebearer of what the band would grow into over the following decade.

Though five more studio albums followed, Total Life Forever remains one of the band’s strongest, particularly for guitar fans. Never resorting to cliché or angry powerchord meltdowns, Philippakis and Smith showcase nuance at every turn.

Total Life Forever also reconfigured the breadth of Foals’ ambitions by some degree. Confidently displaying a wider share of moods, tones and styles, the album set an early benchmark for the band, and did much to expand the language of 2010s rock.

Jimmy Smith of Foals. Image: Andy Willsher / Redferns / Getty Images

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Foals, Total Life Forever (Transgressive/Sub-Pop, 2010)

Credits

Yannis Philippakis – Vocals and guitar

Jimmy Smith – Guitar

Jack Bevan – Drums

Walter Gervers – Bass, backing vocals

Edwin Congreave – Keyboard, backing vocals

Luke Smith – Production

Standout guitar moment

Black Gold

#foals #total life forever #interviews #liy era #guitar.com

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if-i-was-the-presedent · 3 months

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Policy wip

Reduce youth crime; make a safe "third space" for all teenagers that is free, interesting and safe, and available 24/7

Assist the lower working class; those who will never own a home outright in their life need more tax breaks than any other class, second job tax must be slashed significantly

Fix (crash) the housing market; supply and demand indicates that one house per person will flood the market with houses, reducing the price and making home owning more affordable for everyone (also fuck over landlords)

Set in safe guards for the people against the country leader; ie promises made to get elected will become legally binding and finishing term with unmet goals will require court hearings and jail time depending on the outcome. Ie in order to send military/weapons to another country to order the death of other people, the leader of the country must, by their own physical hands, kill a family member, to remind them that the people they kill also have families.

Cut ties with US; the States of America is a threat to the planet and will be treated as such, and all efforts will be made to move away from their influence and their likeness

Make cities with persisting homeless populations extend public library opening hours to 24/7; this gives homeless people somewhere safe to sleep/rest/loiter, provides a "third space" for all ages, provides flexibility in studying hours for all students

Univeral Basic Income; reduce the cost of living and counters inflation

Cap business profits; after a certain amount (idk 10 mil?) all profits must be turned back into the compay in the form of better equipment, lower prices, higher staff wages ect

Cap personal profits; no human needs to earn more than $5 million a year. Any income after that gets taxed at 100%. Alternatively, the money can be turned back into the business it came from.

The above two will cycle into each other, see?

Open no more coal and gas mines; those that are open may run their course, but by the time they run out we must be fully renewable energy, as no more sites will be approved.

All other mines are under scrutiny but no policies in place yet

Underground cities; using some of the old mine sites, and to counter global warming, I would propose building walkable cities underground. Obviously cities above ground will remain, but if my theory is correct and the opposite of the Ice Age is coming, we should be prepared. These houses will also be government owned, no privatisation in these cities at all.

Equity in disability; if you need something to survive/live/thrive, it should be free. Glasses? Hearing aids? Breast reduction for DD and above? Insulin? Should all be fully covered by Medicare.

First Australian related policies; specific to location. The main argument I heard against the last policy put in place was that it was written by city folk but would negatively affect the country folk. Policies should be localised depeding on the needs of the area. Like the diversity in language around the country, the policies should be just as diverse and complex.

Invasion day; Australia day will be moved to the day of independence, and Jan 26 will be replaced by Invasion day. A day for all ages to learn some of the ten thousand years of oral history this country still remembers, a celebration of their traditions, and the learning of the horrors of European colonisation. The best way to stop hisory repeating itself is to learn it.

Vehicle restrictions; a car where a fully grown adult is more likely to go under than over is a safety risk. It's one thing to drive a truck rurally, but city cars masquerading as 4wd and trucks need heavier restrictions. I would restrict the import of such vehicles. If its already here, it can stay, but no more huge, non-fuctional vanity cars that couldnt and wont ever tote a float. Cars should be small and light on fuel/energy and my head should not sit where their butt sits when we're side by side at an intersection trying to turn different ways. Glad you can see buddy but I cant see shit over your hood.

Outdoor/roaming pets; specifically cats should be indoor animals and no permitted to leave the boundary of the property. More animal policies to come.

Propose the seperation of states into counties. From my research, smaller countries do better than larger countries, and if we split the states as they are/or with some negotiation, 6 countries will be more stable than one big one. We could call ourselves the United Countries of Australia (and New Zealand?) Each independent, but as a perfectly balanced council to work together on ideas and equity.

Youth council; I would hire interested adolescents to help make policies for other youth in short bursts (6 weeks?) They are our future and should have a bigger say in our meetings and decision making, especially when it comes to things that will directly affect them. These children will be randomly selected, kinda like jury duty

Government sponsored ads about Laws; I think there are a lot of laws people don't really know, so it would be a fun idea to run them during ad spaces. Especially driving laws, but also just random ones too.

Train lines; train lines everywhere. Fast trains, slow trains, rural trains (city trains are already there they just need maintenance). Trains. Wann go somewhere? Train.

Open treasury reports; Every dollar will be public and traceable. The people want to know where their dollars are, and we should tell them. Let them know why their taxes are that much and where exactly that is going and how it is helping people. In laymans terms.

Optional voting from age 16; youth should have a bigger say in our future

Fixing the education system; that will be another post, but Im looking at a hexagonal system than linier. Options to slow down, speed up, take classes better suited to the child and extra assistance to those struggling, without holding back graduation.

Equalisation among religions. No more religious organisations (ie schools) to open until a healthy balance among all religions is available. If 30% of Australian are cristian, then only 30% of schools can be cristian schools. Government assistance will be provided for other religions to open their own organisations, ie jewish hospitals, islamic schools, ect. This also includes churches.

No policy made by anyone holding this position may be put into effect where any argument stems from religion; "Oh but god said" no the fuck he didnt. Morality is made up, the only rules are the ones we make that hurt the least number of people.

End the war on drugs; like the Great Emu War, we have once again lost. Illegal drugs will be made legal. You still cant go to work under the influence of substances, but no more will the police raid your house for suspecting usage. Addiction is our new enemy, and help will be provided to whomever needs it, wherever you are. Substance weening, therapy, and community support will help everyone who is stuck in the drug hole back out by addressing the reason each individual person turned to drugs in the first place, from undiagnosed health issues, trauma, or dissatisfaction with life and general hopelessness in the future. This wi also government run safe spaces to purchase clean drugs (not laced with anything) and a space to do drugs with medical staff nearby for any health issues. Like a drug den, but legal and safer.

News; Journalists and news stations should be fighting over the most obscure and underrated news stories, instead of every channel talking about the Tswift tour for 10 minutes, while the war in Gaza got 2 minutes.

Motto: Not everything is about profit

In a nutshell: Looking at the world around us, a country doesn't work when run like a business. I'll run the country like a household.

I'll add more as I think about them

#Australian president #my potential policies #fuck it up tommy #Im tommy and I'm here to cause mayhem and help people #and get assassinated for my troubles by the end of it.#hastag goals

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abdlgossipblog · 5 months

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So teens are smart enough to mod discord, communicate their mental state to therapists, share mental health resources, network across multiple social media platforms and create a radical underground network of an emerging mental health crisis while hiding it from their parents... but don't understand the basics of AB/DL or BDSM? They're totally cool role playing with a caregiver online and posting diaper lewds, but they need their hands held when they turn 18? They purchase ODU onesies, Tykables diapers, and Rearz pacifiers, but claim didn't know any AB/DL stuff because they weren't allowed in adult spaces?

Nah, you don't get to hang around anti kink teenagers that think sexual abdls are all pedophiles, then jump in our community and demand acceptance. You can't blame adults for not educating you when you happily relied on other adult content to validate your maladaptive coping mechanism. You have to accept your part in the damage you caused our community through your willful ignorance. You likely spread misinformation that lead to a minor getting hurt. You were warned so many times not to get a caregiver underage, not to post diaper lewds on socials, and that groomers were using AGERE to manipulate minors...but ya'll still blamed US for being the pedos.

We're mad at creators like KatBeBe who STILL has a massive teenage audience, but never approached the topic of teen safety. How she can have two BDSM Daddy Doms and sell fetish porn, but never say "do not get a caregiver underage it's not safe". She waters down her BDSM content to what she feels is safe for teens, but in reality, it just perpetuates harmful, unsafe practices like having a dominant while underage.

AGERE's that turned to DD/LG need to do their own research now that resources and communities are 100 percent open to them, and part of that education has to be acceptance that you let other teenagers astray with your ignorance, and you must dedicate your kinky journey to knowledge and self empowerment. You are a responsible adult, and you need to act like one to be an Age Player. Caregivers don't tolerate adults that haven't grown emotionally.

#kattbebee

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theorist-influencer-untitled · 1 year

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3.5.23 Sunday

8:58 am

Uncle Jun didn't clean the cage of the puppies or after he went out the puppies just pooped... Well, probably coz normally that is his responsibility to clean the cage and John's mat...

9:36 am

Uncle Jun is fake hahaha He went back and I nicely told him Uncle Jun why didn't you clean the cage and he said I don't know... I said in a good way Uncle Jun that's your responsibility to clean the cage of dogs... And he said I need to go somewhere...

I need a hitman!

As we believed that we are family... Uncle Jun is just a joker angels....

11:31 am

Uncle Jun is now cleaning the cage...

11:58 am

In the nutshell:

Uncle Jun suddenly commenting about RV's company in his room... I told Uncle Jun that's Janna, of course... I told Uncle Jun to respect some privacy sometimes a friend of Janna and him... I never interfere on his private matter unless there will be physical attack there... Our upbringing was conservative-liberated....It doesn't mean you are with the guy in the room, you will do beyond things, we had different upbringing....For the high society and knowing my brother RV was really an intellectual human being... I remember he used to give ferrero rocher to his girl classmates and teachers, equal of my suitors only 1 box of ferrero rocher, that my brother were able to buy 10 or more ferrero box... Funny part that a lot of judgemental people nowadays that didn't know us way back...

My upbringing is really high-society even in a room with a guy or a friend, unless it is mutual things can be friendly or beyond... But no raping on my old guy friends,coz they have pride... But of course it is a case by case...It is of course it depends still on the personality of the guy... I'm also careful on getting guy friends... Special case on a group gathering or special situation...

RV and Janna are still planning for a renovation or to buy a house in Monderin's but not yet...They have plans...

The living room now is my kingdom here and we're having a talk of deal that we need to close our social life here for the meantime...

RV is planning to renovate and me as well...I'm still thinking of money and planning to make a new room here but out of fundings and one factor, money is kinda issue now on getting a bf but not pressuring just a thing that I wanna open and ask as favour...

1:39 pm

In the nutshell:

I still have the windblow trap and I feel fat and ugly... I wanna leave the hometown coz I have no personal success... I wanted to have gluta but hoping a yellow skintone... I wanna look like Barbie so much and I don't wanna push myself on people who cannot take me as the muse and leader... I miss being center...

I appreciate good people at the bottom coz some are good like on the upper part, some are good and some are bad... I just love having xfactor and longing to be in center... I also dream to be a politician wife where I can have my crown as in people will look up to me, like a positive pedestal. I miss dressing-up and in a way I love positive attention... We are all people and we are all grown-up...There is no perfect maturity but hoping to meet good friends again, along the way...

I never wanted to open-up everything but I was spoiled and our lives went down not because I was spoiled... It is because probably it is God's way of telling me that hey! You need to learn things the hard way, you need to comprehend that life is not a bed of roses... That I need to see things beyond goodness and kindness...

4:34 pm

Done, watching this...

But remember angels yesterday I posted something about Uncle DD on my bench hand and body liquid soap and recently my Johnson and Johnson milk and rice liquid soap,that I've noticed that after Uncle DD used our bathroom here the liquid soap,suddenly went down to almost going to half-bottle that it looks like intentionally...

I was thinking about this how it happened? Somebody intentionally did this to the wall of our bathroom shower space...

And I did this right now... I figured it out,someone pump my Johnson and Johnson on the wall... Just like this...

It became 2... Who did it the first one? Uncle DD?

5:29 pm

Drinking coffee and thinking and I still feel fat and ugly... I wanna leave the hometown... I still have the windblow trap...

Want them to know that I'm used to be in the center but I want some good new friends... Coz I must admit in a way I feel intimidated on my old friends who got husband and a kid already and I'm still a loner and jobless...And I want to have my own life with someone coz I can't get progress here and I'm starting to feel jealous on material things and wanna have collagen shots and wanna go to gym but I can't now and wanna do some gluta shots and it is my right to join a dog show to express and show myself even a lil...

But there are some chosen old friends I wanna be with forever coz I know everything about them,their cave and opening...

7:48 pm

I still have the windblow trap...I hate being standard,if they can't accept me, they can just leave me and find other friends not me!!!

I feel fat and ugly...

Done,eating with my baby John....I still want a much more progressive life...

But nobody can beat my new veggies saute on a butter and olive oil. It became my favorite these days...

9:41 pm

Some people are being judgemental on my adobo chicken neck and chicken liver,again I still want my gluta and collagen shots,most specially on my feet... I feel bitterish and sometimes we need healthy art in life...

Not that pricey but healthy in a way coz chicken makes us lively and it is truly yummy...

Don't underestimate the neck with some liver coz it is truly yummy and healthy living...

9:47 pm

I still feel bitter... I'm nice but like what I said I'm supposed to be a politician wife, supposed to be a Kalibo, Aklan Queen... I was once the original and coz of that fucking unfair group everything went wrong..... Supposed to be I'm the come back of that family and it was really weird year 2007 everything change and even my xhusband... I just hate being smash down without a fight... But for old time sake, I need a back-up it still me the Queen coz my status originally was nicely spoiled!

It is ohkay to be friends... Now that I need a back-up coz I was really the original...

It's been 16 years and I'm just on the hanging bridge and time passes us by so quickly....Me? Becoming nothing in this world...

I feel hurt coz I lost circle and follower or my protectors... I always lost my seat... My main point I need a back-up from my xhusband ,their family was the original power of Kalibo,Aklan... But due to changes, coz of years and windblow... I hope me as supposed to be Queen and will just probably return if I can be a super Queen if not hoping that a friendship will be here and I wanna have link for old time sake... I need a back-up... My xhusband should respect me coz he owes me a lot... But I treasure the old stories on my pages... My xhusband surname the real Don, of Kalibo,Aklan....

The story was I was close with Uncle Don and they were Don-Don way back just like the surname of RC who just wanted a recognition...

Well, anyways let's just set-aside the RC thingy coz Shey is here again and she was a sisterhood for me and it is kinda a far story for us here...

Well, let's go back to my supposed to be my crown... I had amnesia and depression so many zig-zags along the way with my xhusband...

I just feel so left-out... I lost a group that I can truly say that is mine.... My xhusband was really tall and handsome and another cousin is also tall....Supposed to be I have twins....I'm a jealous kind Queen!

I told Uncle Joe, yeah! If my xhusband will give me a material things, it is up to him... Though we both know he owes me so much....

I wanted a crown! I feel hurt and bitter and frustrated!!!

I feel fat and ugly....

I just need a back-up and for old time sake... But I must admit, I feel frustrated... A mixed-up! I want recognition, liking the arab man... I know mature xcouple if there is no way to be a super Queen, at least we can still be good friends, along the way....

I'm super jealous and I always want to have my own kingdom... I feel hurt, 16 years too much for nothing....

11:34 pm

I feel bitter...

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