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dailytomlinson · 3 days

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Louis Tomlinson has dropped a surprise album ‘Live’ – featuring songs that he recorded at 15 shows across 15 different cities.

Announced and shared yesterday (April 25), the album comes after the singer and former One Direction member embarked on two world tours over the past three years – playing just shy of 200 shows globally.

Now, a variety of performances from both tours – the ‘Louis Tomlinson World Tour’ and the ‘Faith in the Future World Tour’ – have been compiled into a new live album, which is available now.

Fifteen songs are included in the tracklist, and each was recorded in a different city, at a different show from across the three-year run. The album comes in both digital and physical formats, and features his singles including ‘Bigger Than Me’, ‘We Made It, ‘Walls’ and ‘Out Of My System’, alongside fan favourite album tracks, all released live for the very first time.

“I’ve been lucky enough to spend the last 3 years touring the world twice over. The feeling I get sharing those live moments will be with me forever,” Tomlinson said in a statement. “To be able to record these songs from all over the world and put them out as an album like this feels so special, and a real tribute to the fans who make each and every show feel unique and incredible. Thank you! Enjoy!”

There are four exclusive tracks split between the physical editions of ‘Live’, including a special version of the One Direction classic ‘Where Do Broken Hearts Go’ – which is available only on the double CD.

Accompanying video clips of compiled tour footage will be shared on Louis’s social channels to support the release, showcasing a glimpse into his past three years on the road and 170 performances.

At time of writing, Tomlinson has shared two huge solo albums since departing from One Direction. His debut album arrived in the firm of 2020’s ‘Walls’, which has sold over 1.5 million copies, and the follow-up was called ‘Faith In The Future’. The latter went to Number One in the UK, Spain and Belgium, and Top 5 in the USA, Australia, New Zealand and across Europe.

Since May last year, Tomlinson has been on his ‘Faith In The Future World Tour’, which hits South America next month for its final leg. From there, the vocalist has a number of festival appearances lined up for the summer. Find remaining tickets to his shows here.

In other Louis Tomlinson news, earlier this week the singer, alongside Courteeners and English Teacher, were among the acts to be honoured at the first-ever Northern Music Awards.

The inaugural ceremony was hosted by the UK’s largest music therapy charity, Nordoff And Robbins and took place at the Albert Hall in Manchester; celebrating northern artists, festivals, venues and industry figures. The event saw Tomlinson named as Artist Of The Year.

#louis tomlinson #nme #article #press

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hldailyupdate · 2 days

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Louis Tomlinson has dropped a surprise album ‘Live’ – featuring songs that he recorded at 15 shows across 15 different cities.

Accompanying video clips of compiled tour footage will be shared on Louis’s social channels to support the release, showcasing a glimpse into his past three years on the road and 170 performances.

The ‘Live’ tracklist is:

‘The Greatest’ (Live From London, 17 November 2023) ‘Face The Music’ (Live From Nashville, 18 July 2023) ‘Bigger Than Me’ (Live From Vancouver, 26 June 2023) ‘Holding On To Heartache’ (Live From Barcelona, 6 October 2023) ‘We Made It’ (Live From Manila, 16 July 2022) ‘Chicago’ (Live From Chicago, 15 June 2023) ‘Fearless’ (Live From Rio, 27 May 2022) ‘Common People’ (Live From Sheffield, 10 November 2023) ‘All This Time / She Is Beauty We Are World Class’ (Live From Munich, 22 October 2023) ‘Walls’ (Live From Buenos Aires, 21 May 2022) ‘Written All Over Your Face’ (Live From Budapest, 15 September 2023) ‘Out Of My System’ (Live From Brisbane, 30 January 2024) ‘Saturdays’ (Live From Paris, 14 October 2023) ‘Silver Tongues’ (Live From Krakow, 10 September 2023)

In other Louis Tomlinson news, earlier this week the singer, alongside Courteeners and English Teacher, were among the acts to be honoured at the first-ever Northern Music Awards.

#louis tomlinson #louis update #louis tomlinson live #nme #article #april 2024

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Louis Tomlinson shares surprise ‘Live’ album, recorded across 15 cities over three years

The songs were shared while he embarked on two world tours

By Liberty Dunworth | 26th April 2024

Louis Tomlinson has dropped a surprise album ‘Live’ – featuring songs that he recorded at 15 shows across 15 different cities.

Accompanying video clips of compiled tour footage will be shared on Louis’s social channels to support the release, showcasing a glimpse into his past three years on the road and 170 performances.

#nme magazine #louis tomlinson #louis tomlinson live #louis press #25.4.2024

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ohmyeyesmyeyes · 2 days

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IT'S NEVER OVER - PROLOGUE (sept. 2005)

summary: if anyone asked sid, he wouldn't say that he liked pittsburgh more after meeting nat. no, that would be absurd.

warnings: short and sweet! (none)

a/n: hi, hello! am i posting this without having finished it? yes. i don't know how long it's going to be but i'm slowly chipping away at it and i'm pretty excited about it. it might even be my favourite series thing i've done so far, and weirdly my first one? i've had the entire thing outlined for months but i've been too busy to even think about posting it, so...here you go! i can't promise posts for this will be regular because the chapters are so long, but i'll try my best to keep you posted! hope you enjoy (a series mastrlist will be out soon too so you can get the gist of where i'm at in the entire process) xo

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(It started with music, but Nat didn’t know that.)

It was a total accident, a random encounter that Sidney couldn’t possibly have predicted – one that, without exaggerating, changed his life to an extent. On a whim, he’d decided to go into that coffee shop he’d walked past everyday for the past three weeks, and it was also on a whim he actually made it to the counter to order an uncharacteristic coffee – he was newly eighteen, being pulled in all sorts of sports-diet directions, the confinement of which kind of irked him, so to him, buying that coffee was a subtle rebellion.

It was also a complete accident that he’d wandered off to the right after taking his coffee from the counter, instead of left, or forwards, or even backwards.

Sidney wasn’t one to believe in fate or destiny: he believed those terms were too magical – they alluded to some other worldly forces coming into play, and he liked to stick to facts. Coincidences. Accidents. Nevertheless, he did find it almost inexplicable, the way that his life hurtled into a completely different route after a mere forty minutes inside a coffee shop that he’d just spontaneously decided to make a trip of. He couldn’t quite get his head around it all.

To him, it was a coincidence that he’d walked past her table. A coincidence that she happened to be blaring the only song he’d been able to listen to for the last four days. He’d barely made it three steps past her before he froze.

She was wearing those over-the-ear headphones, the ones with orange sponges from the 80s, plugged into the iPod that had come out a few years back. He recognised it because everyone that had one in his high school before he left never shut up about it. Sidney admittedly did own one at the time, but he never really felt the need to show it off – it was much easier than lugging around a cassette or CD player with songs burnt in.

The song still had him halting in his tracks and turning around, his body much further ahead than his brain because he had to steady his mug of coffee; his sharp actions had the liquid almost sloshing over the edge, but he managed to catch it just in time.

He wouldn’t have done either of those things: stop and turn, if it had been any other song he’d heard. He was just so taken aback by it – the exact, precise song.

The girl at the table didn’t pay him a single dime of attention when he froze, despite the fact that his hip was practically nudging her table. She wasn’t even looking in his direction, her eyes gazing out of the window on her right, skipping over empty faces as people walked past. It was clear she was supposed to be doing work of some sorts: there were textbooks, novels, and flashcards scattered across the entire table, a pencil case half emptied with pens strewn all over. She had a pen clutched in the fist she was resting her chin on, not caring for the study cards at all – entirely enamoured by the view.

Sidney followed her eyes. There wasn’t much to look at, just a street, and her chair was directly facing the side of a retail store, clothes and mannequins displayed in the window.

In hindsight, Sidney didn’t really know what compelled him to do what he did next.

He couldn’t tell if she was bored and just looking out, not paying attention to the music flowing into her ears, or if she was just so absorbed in what she was hearing that she couldn’t physically bring herself to think about her work – that she’d tuned out the outside world entirely.

What caught his attention the most was the crease between her brows. It drew him to look straight at her; an alluring combination of chestnut hair and pale eyes – though not too pale that they made him uneasy. She was also probably the only person in the establishment that was around his age.

She had impeccable music taste, if he did say so himself.

Yet, he couldn’t shake the inkling that this girl was wholly feeling the brilliance and soul-crushing heartache of Jeff Buckley’s genius – and he found himself hoping she was.

That was why he cleared his throat and took a small step to the other side of the table. He threw a quick glance over his shoulder, noting that the cafe was pretty busy, so he knew he could at least try to get away with what he was about to do.

He made sure to tilt his head up, because the hat covering his face would be nothing short of slightly suspicious in a public setting, and it wasn’t until he purposefully knocked into the chair that she flicked her eyes to look at him.

He held his breath, a moment when all they did was look at each other, until the crease in her brows disappeared and she reached to pause her music on her iPod, slowly sliding her earphones off so they rested around her neck.

“Hi.”

His assumptions had been correct. She was around his age – her voice was deeper than he’d originally anticipated – and when he found himself slightly closer than before, he was able to make out that she was studying for her SATs.

It was September.

“Hi.” He replied, forcing a smile that he hoped would convey the apology he felt for intruding on her personal time and in her personal space. Her clutter was all over the table, and he knew that if she was hopefully as kind to strangers as he hoped she’d to be, that it would be somewhat of a hassle to shove some of it away, “I’m really sorry, but there aren’t any other tables free. Would I be able to–”

“Oh, sure.” She interrupted, immediately going to reach to sweep a space clear for him over the other side of the table. Sidney watched with a mildly amused gaze; she didn’t seem to care for the way her flashcards seemed to mix themselves up, or the way her textbooks snapped shut and she lost her page.

She flashed him a welcoming, slightly embarrassed smile as she piled the books on top of each other, and before Sidney knew it, he was sitting in the chair opposite, accidentally knocking their knees together in the process, and sipping from his coffee mug. He fought to maintain the thankful smile on his face, despite the utterly bitter taste of the coffee that seemed to fester on his tongue.

No wonder he’d never tried coffee before, it tasted like dirt.

The girl broke a small chunk of a muffin off, a smile breaking out on her face as she fought a small laugh.

Sidney blushed, “I’m not a big coffee-fan.” He reasoned, shrugging.

“I can tell.” She pressed her lips together momentarily, looking down at the plate before turning her attention back to him. Sidney felt stunned at the colour of her eyes. He’d never seen grey eyes before, but hers seemed to balance more on the green side – only when the sun struck the side of her face, they turned a watery, clear blue. There was also a tinge of brown thrown in there.

What was that called? Heterochromia?

He felt his mouth dry, and before he could stop himself, he was taking another sip of his coffee, this time managing to control the urge to wince, “Thanks for letting me sit here.”

She shrugged, gathering the flashcards and lining them up, “It’s no problem. Sorry for the mess.”

He let his eyes wander over the books once more, the green ‘SATs’ letters jumping out at him, “You got an important date?”

The girl swallowed, not entirely understanding what he meant. That crease formed between her brows again, and she opened her mouth to question him, but Sidney beat her to it, a finger pointing at her stack of books.

She sighed, “Not entirely, they’re at the end of the school year, but one of my teachers gave us an assignment to get some revision resources done early.”

Sidney couldn’t say he understood her stress – it was something displayed across the planes of her face; evident when she looked rather tiredly at the stack of books, and hesitated at the flashcards, before throwing them to the side. She folded her arms across the table, then switched so that her hands were interlocked in front of her.

She looked as though she didn’t quite know what to do with herself, and Sidney couldn’t tell if it was because of the presence of a stranger, or if she was already feeling some sort of academic guilt for throwing her attention away from her studies for a couple of minutes.

He saw her jaw clench, and at that observation, the thought that maybe he was paying a little bit too much attention to her crossed his mind, so he turned his focus to the cup of coffee. He was beginning to feel its effects; his knee was shaking softly under the table and he could feel an influx of energy spark at his fingertips. Or maybe it wasn’t the coffee at all.

He hadn’t thought about hockey for five minutes.

He saw her turn her face towards him out of the corner of his eye, and he looked up, “What about you? Are you in school, or…?” She trailed off, her eyes skimming over the logo that had flashed itself from the safe and unzipped confines of his hoodie.

He felt his heart quicken at having been caught, worried that perhaps she’d shout out who he was – if she knew – across the entire cafe. He remained optimistic; she didn’t seem the type.

He cleared his throat, “Not anymore.” For some reason he hesitated. He could play off the logo as merchandise – he could be someone other than Sidney Crosby, the New Rookie of the Pens – or he could be honest. When he looked back at her, there was a challenge in her eyes, and Sidney knew then that she already knew who he was. “I just got drafted to the Pens for my first NHL season.”

She sighed, “Can I tell you something?”

Sidney furrowed his brows, his mouth tilting down in a smile. He was new to the whole ‘local celebrity’ deal, but this by far, is probably one of the least impressed reactions he’d ever had. She clearly knew he wasn’t in school, but had still taken the kind courtesy to ask him the question, despite the futility of it.

He nodded.

“I only know one Pens player.” Then she pointed to something out of the window, “That banner has been staring at me every week for the past three months.”

Sidney huffed a laugh, thinking she was joking, but followed her finger anyway. He was immediately faced with a street corner, tens of people walking past each other – he could even make out their voices if he concentrated hard enough, and it took a while to figure out what exactly she was pointing at, until his eyes settled on a billboard at least a block down.

He’d been told that for press reasons, the Pens had come up with the idea of a way of promoting him as a player, and a ‘person of Pittsburgh’, by plastering some action shots of him – still staged – around the city. He’d neglected to look up lately, fearing that if he did, he’d be faced with some images of himself, but he hadn’t escaped that entirely.

The billboard was small, and he wasn’t the only player on there, either, but he saw it nonetheless.

When he spun back around to look at her once more, the only thing that came out of his mouth was, “There’s two other players, not just me.”

She shrugged, “I was talking about Sergei Gonchar.”

Sidney felt the blush colour from his chest to his cheeks as he slowly put his hands over his face, consumed by humiliation. He felt himself smile into his hands when he heard the girl huff a snicker. He’d had quite a few people as of late kissing up to his ego, and apart from his teammates, she was the first one to really deliver a considerable blow – and he was thankful for that; that at least someone still had the ability to look past who he was and tease him like he was a normal person. He was aware of the irony that lay there.

He gathered himself, unabashedly removing his hands and displaying the creeping blush for her to see, and sticking his hand between them, “Sidney Crosby, rookie center for the Pittsburgh Penguins.”

She rolled her eyes, not commenting on the state of his cheeks, her smile fading slightly but still remaining, “I was joking, I know who you are.” She took his hand in hers, gripping it tightly, “Nat Brooks. Student.”

Sidney swallowed, his blush remaining for other reasons, and pulled his hand away, flexing it under the table, “Is Nat short for anything?”

“Natalia.”

“‘S very pretty.” He mumbled, and she smiled sweetly.

“Sidney’s very pretty, too. It suits you.”

Something clenched in his chest.

#sidney crosby x oc #sidney crosby fic #it's never over prologue #nhl fic #nhl series #sidney crosby imagine #sidney crosby oneshot #sidney crosby x reader

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polyhermits for the theme except i hate apocalypse scenarios /lh

In the ruins of the world, rose a new society from the ashes of the former.

One built from love and care.

A cure was found, a community was once again safe to rebuild

Xisuma took lead in organising them all, after all he used to be a captain… before the outbreak. And at his side was Keralis, someone he’d found only two weeks into the disaster. Here they were, hand in hand, 18 months later.

Scar lead the construction team, turning their tents and rubble into beautiful homes and utility buildings. Grian and Pearl, who had been inseparable since their reunion 3 months into the infection, teased each other, like they had when they were kids growing up on the same road. As rowdy as they were, it only took a kiss on the cheek from Gem (or really any of their partners) to shut them both up.

The redstoners scavenged for connections, and began wiring necessities, including communication devices with the outside world and a CD player (Impulse now felt less stupid for keeping his Pigstep CD in his bag through all of this. )

Tomorrow they could reach out to any other survivors, tonight they danced. Tonight they enjoyed the warmth of a fire, a fire they didn’t need to worry about putting out incase an infected spotted them.

Tonight they were warm, tonight they were happy, tonight they were in love.

-🌻

The world outside is a scary thought. The peace they've created here could be shattered in an instant, and all that's left would be ruins once more.

That's a problem for tomorrow, though.

Right now, their fields are taking, green growing from the dirt. Their houses have weathered the storms they were so scared about. Water runs through pipes, and heat sometimes with it.

Tonight is floor celebrating how far they've already come. The future is another challenge to face together.

#hermitshipping #ask #xisuma tag #keralis tag #scar tag #grian tag #pearl tag #impulse tag #polyhermits #🌻 anon #mod 🎀#weekly theme: back from the dead

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ughgoaway · 1 day

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thinking about teacher au girlie seeing all the old drive like I do footage and just giggling about how much of a cutie matty was. definitely looking through the old pics and begging him to wear his glasses more, "you looked so cute! no wonder you wrote so many songs about luring girls in your van."

however, if you were pregnant and saw old photos/vids? sobbing. breakdown.

because you could be having a baby boy (baby Arthur is kicking you as you watch), and is that be what he'll be like?? the idea of the baby in your stomach one day being in their own band and having a group of best friends immediately makes you CRY.

anyway, you are actually the no.1 fan of drive like i do, and matty even goes to his mum's one weekend to pull out some really old merch for you. you wear it to death, and when Denise gets an old drive like I do shirt made into a baby grow? cue another emotional breakdown.

I'd like to think on some special anniversary or even your wedding day, the dlid album is released. matty and the boys have been working on it in secret for months. and a little dedication to you sits in the front of the cd booklet.

"To the biggest drive like I do fan I know. Even if I didn't know you yet, every song on here is about you. I love you, and I can't wait to watch you sing these songs to our kids. thank you for everything, my love."

#random thoughts inspired by seeing an old video of the boys #dlid album WHEN #teacher au!

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Once again it's Regal appreciation hour by which I mean day by which I mean year by which I mean lifetime.

I was very much prepared to not write any fanfiction this year, but I cannot divorce myself from how awesome my favorite Symphonia blorbos are and so I am writing yet another stupid fanfic. I feel feral about these characters in general but Raine gets quite a lot of attention (because she's wonderful, obviously) so I don't want to focus on her too much. Regal, on the other hand, has been underappreciated in the ToS fandom since the game's release day, so I must advocate for him.

I've been RPing as him for the last year or so, and together my RP partner and I have written about 320,000 words of a story. I'm having a blast, and a big part of that is because Regal is, despite the flaws in the storytelling of ToS as a whole surrounding him (and how all of the Tethe'alla characters kind of fall flat), a rather well-conceived and implemented character. Yeah, his clothes are dumb (I'm happy to retcon that outfit with zero regrets) and the game blows through his story at such a breakneck pace he doesn't get the space or the arc he deserves (he should have taken his shackles off as part of his 'sacrifice' to fight the angels), but he is a genuinely fascinating character who feels, just like many of the others do, as if he belongs very specifically in the world he was created for.

I know a lot of people like to write him as this sad sack of shit just absolutely lost in the grief sauce (see the part about how he didn't get the arc he deserved), but I think that's a mistake. See, the biggest bump in the road for Regal was his lack of understanding of what was happening and why. When you think about it, he was faced with having to kill Alicia seemingly out of nowhere. Like one day he's just minding his business and the next Alicia is gone and very quickly after that she's a monster trying to kill him AND HE HAS NO FUCKING IDEA WHAT IS GOING ON. He has no answers. All he knows is that he killed her, and his autistic* brain latches onto that detail because it's all he has.

You have to think, too, about the fact that the game gives him nobody. His parents are dead. George, the only person even remotely close to Regal--someone he's known his *whole life*--betrayed him. (George didn't mean for things to go Like That and he's sorry he did it, but HE STILL DID IT.) Regal doesn't have friends and the extra material makes it clear that he was literally raised, specifically by his father, to be a workaholic. Do you think anyone came to see him in prison? He fought in a coliseum for his life for YEARS. He was on friendly terms with some of the other inmates but the guy had eight years to just sit there and get stuck in the loop of knowing he killed the one person he'd let himself get even remotely close to.

Which is something else people always downplay for some reason. The shit with Alicia isn't just "guy is sad because he killed his girlfriend." It's very much, "guy was born and bred to take on the family legacy" except in this case the family legacy is a company, an island, a noble bloodline, and also the absolutely insane idea that work and profit is all that matters. Everyone else is out to get you. Keep the workers dissatisfied but keep them hooked just enough that they'll never leave. Take no time for fun or friends or merriment. Everything in your life is a business transaction. Don't ever forget it. It's us vs. them. You're alone and you have to make this your entire life or it'll all fall to pieces and it will be your fault.

The drama cd in particular really honed in on that way of being raised and it makes his entire character make complete sense. At a relatively young age his father died and he ended up on top (though it's stated he had to work as a CEO before he was elected via a board to the position of President). Having no other guidelines other than what he was taught--and what George himself adhered to--Regal followed that path...until he ended up miserable, because, despite the way he was raised, he's a goddamn empath**.

After literal YEARS of occasionally running into Alicia and talking to her, he starts forming a connection to her--which is important because he's never allowed himself to do this before. And at one point he realizes he doesn't even know her name...which comes as a surprise to him...and brings with it shame. After this, he starts living for himself. He listens to his employees--something his father never did. He starts enacting rules to protect his employees, particularly from things that would hurt them in the field, because part of what was making him so miserable was wrestling with the empathy of their terrible working conditions on top of just hearing his father's manta repeating itself in his head all the time.

I cannot stress enough how important this is. Alicia, despite being a love interest and someone he was interested in seriously dating and perhaps someday marrying (the details of their relationship are never known but it's almost more tragic if they were just starting to be serious), WAS STILL HIS EMPLOYEE.

He was supposed to protect his employees. He was doing so much to ensure his employees would be safe. And then he killed Alicia.

Alicia, the one person he allowed himself to get close to.

Now, consider the fact that he was raised as a tool and not a beloved son; he was not allowed to have friends and not allowed to make merry. He was under his father's thumb until his father's untimely death--a death, by the way, that only surprised him with its suddenness; he did not grieve that man!! Regal, as a 25-year-old man, had ZERO coping mechanisms. All he had was the truth he was raised under and the fact that he went against that truth AND WAS NOW BEING PUNISHED FOR IT. How can someone like this think of anything except that they are the reason George was put in a position where he had to get rid of Alicia? That the only reason Alicia was experimented on and turned into a monster was because of her connection to Regal?

IT MAKES ME FEEL SO FERAL!!!

The events of the game open his eyes to the ACTUAL truth, to what actually happened AND WHY IT HAPPENED TO ALICIA. In the end he learns he had NOTHING TO DO WITH IT. If he had not befriended and started falling for Alicia, she still would have died--it's just, if she hadn't had a more direct connection to Regal, who knows where she might have met her end. Alone, forgotten? At least someone knew her as she was; at least someone can tell Presea the kind of person her sister was.

The ToS fandom has always loved joking about how Regal's just into punishment as a kink or whatever (and I'll never forgive the shitty non-canon-in-my-heart sequel for leaning so hard into that angle, fuck you fuck you fuck you) but let's be serious about it for a hot second. Yes, I think learning this information puts him on a better path, but you can't erase 8 years of self-loathing and fear instantly. Did you guys really think this man would just forget about the darkest years of his life and start frolicking in fields of flowers?

The trauma he's endured goes so much deeper than "I killed the person I loved," and boiling it down to that really does the character a disservice. The "born for a specific purpose, not allowed to exist outside of that purpose" bit is also given to Colette and Zelos, but while their role is being a sacrifice whose only use is dying or procreating to continue the line to have more sacrifices (absolutely also traumatizing btw), Regal's situation feels a lot more like indoctrinated religion and, very specifically (and no I am not kidding), religious trauma. Again, he endured that very controlled lifestyle complete with a mantra from birth into his early 20s, and the MOMENT he broke away from it too far, his life came crashing down around him in a very painful and traumatizing way.

Now, you might think the religious trauma parallel is unfounded, if not also the indoctrinated religion aspect of it, it could just as easily be a parallel for an abusive and controlling relationship, right down to the betrayal from someone who is supposed to have your best interests at heart the moment you step outside of that control to the feelings of shame and self-loathing and "you did this to yourself."

So whenever I see people joking about what a sad sack of shit he is or whatever, I'm just astounded, especially if it's coming from someone who loves literally any other character in the game. Like, you'll definitely have your blorbos, and I totally understand if Regal just ain't it for you, but I find it really disconcerting that someone might find (for example) Yuan's trauma deeply meaningful but see Regal's as stupid or silly.

I'm pretty sure I started this post to talk about how easy it is for me to RP as Regal because he's just such a great character to sink into and write about, particularly because I like to imagine that, starting in the post-game, he deeply regrets some of the choices he's made in his life, and, rather than lean into the things that have already transpired, he seeks to do what he can to better the world around him with the resources and power that he has.

It's like the ultimate fuck-you to the way his father raised him. He's not wasting the skills he's developed, but he's also not using them to hurt people or for personal or Lezareno profit.

I think most of us love writing about characters who have to work through their trauma, but there's an extra layer here that I particularly enjoy with Regal. With Raine I'm all about her inability to trust easily and her struggle to feel truly comfortable around other people, but with Regal I think it's maybe specifically related to the fact that he has had a lot handed to him that he didn't necessarily want, and his self-sacrificing nature lends itself to him feeling obligated to take it. I fully believe Regal would be happier and better off stepping away from Lezareno and from his family's toxic ass legacy*** (or at least not working it full-time as the acting President) but I can't ignore the fact that...these things are all he has and all he knows. So writing about him attempting to get back into the swing of things, maybe struggling to find time for himself, falling into workaholic patterns by mistake, learning to set boundaries between his private life and his job...all while not being fully satisfied and finding more fulfillment in charity work and other pursuits, just makes him feel like a very well-rounded character. Like...it's believable that he would continue to work a job he didn't particularly love specifically because not only does he not know anything else, but he knows with this position of power he can make a lot of things happen that would be impossible if he just twiddled his thumbs on the sidelines--like financial assistance going to Palmacosta, or his duties as a nobleman to try to get better laws passed in Tethe'alla, etc.

This was a pretty clumsily-written post and for that I am truly sorry. I've just been absolutely insane lately thinking about Regal and I had to get some of why I think he's such a wonderful character out into the world.

*this is just my headcanon but a lot about Regal screams autism to me.

**this is canon as far as I'm concerned. I wrote him this way far before I ever heard the drama cd, and the drama cd just solidified it for me tenfold.

***there's a scene in the hotel with Lloyd I think where Regal says his family's legacy on Altamira started when Tethe'alla flipped over to being a flourishing world last, which means they were in a position of power great enough to build an empire on Altamira already at that time (800+ years ago). I don't want to get into how awful this probably was or how evil the family was because I think you can all imagine that for yourselves. Also, nobody ever mentions the fact that Regal is the last of his family line, but it's a very convenient built-in control tactic to guilt someone into doing as they're told or risk bringing shame to a family that's been going strong and unbroken for over 1,000 years.

#regal bryant #tales of symphonia meta #tales of symphonia

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sillynesssss · 1 day

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HEY LOOK OVER HERE!!!

hi! i'm silly and welcome to my blog! i'm kinda new to tumblr so pls be understanding lol. this is a cute little soft and consensual space where im exploring birth/labor kink and all that

i'm very inspired by @gimmeabigpush so definitely check them out!! their stories are amazing and one post they have finally pushed me to start putting my writing here <3

THIS IS AN 18+ SPACE!! age in bio pls!!

i love writing, specifically pieces that fit into the birth/labor/preg space.

I TAKE REQUESTS!!! i often find it hard to get started writing so request away!! be as specific or vague as you want

pfp: This image was created with Picrew’s “Heart Hold Character“!! https://picrew.me/share?cd=l4QkQ3JHIV #Picrew #Heart_Hold_Character

anyways, have fun on my blog!!

#birth kink #giving birth #birth #labor kink #labor and delivery #requests open #request #fic request #writing #stories

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naradreamt · 2 months

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Scans of my copy of 子ギャル (CO GAL)

#hide #hideto matsumoto #hide with spread beaver #x japan #vkei #denno scans #out of all of the CDs I have of his this one is one of my favorites based on design alone #although I find it fucking weird that they used a vocaloid synth to finish up co gal #and another fun fact is that for whatever reason they don't include the demo version of co gal on streaming sites either #listening to the song itself is kinda eerie is what I'm trying to say

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bingus35 · 1 year

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A lot of people have pointed out this might be foreshadowing for future cross guild lineup. Seems like the theme here is “people with crushed dreams/people who grew stagnant rediscover their dreams once again”

Crocodile and Moria are classic examples for people with crushed dreams. Crocodile had somewhat rediscovered his dream in Marineford, but judging from the newest chapter he still hasn’t abandoned his old Utopia plan (lame)

Buggy gave up on his dream 20 years ago, and just now regained it and said it out loud while also calling Crocodile and Mihawk’s way of doing things lame (goated)

Mihawk is still unclear, but one clear thing is he used to be way more of a threat than he is now. Who was once called Marine hunter is now basically a perpetually bored grandpa who just wants to a quiet place to drink and sleep -> He grew stagnant

Doflamingo, despite being active in the underworld and keep saying shit about the new era, doesn’t really do anything to change it -> which is why Law rubbed it in his face with the “I broke the gear” speech

#one piece 1082 #cross guild #though not sure if all of them have the same dream of being pk #crocodile buggy moria sure do #but mihawk and doflamingo?#for mihawk we barely know anything about his past #he feels so outlandish as a pirate. just spends time sleeping in a floating coffin before settling down in this abandoned mansion #did he start out that way?#what if he had a crew and a normal ship and something happened that turned him into this stone faced vampire staying solo 24/7 #its possible he was also in the race some time in the past?#doflamingo is also a weird case #seems like we already saw the most significant character defining moments in his life through that flashback #and his dream seems to be just burning down the world #but he still has unresolved plot points #like what is the treasure under mariejois. what about the cds who are out for his blood. etc #with all that mystery it’s possible at some point he also wanted to be pk?#idk man what am I waffling about

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simcardiac-arrested · 1 year

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unleashes the horrors upon you (the horrors are my gay little ocs)

#hello gays come get yalls food #myart #yes the design notes are all useless. except for like ris’ one maybe #his design is very square bc he is. er. evil #anyway i really like how they all turned out :) my little guys #didn’t even struggle with the colors for that long (lie)#ok maybe some actual design notes or something similar #wt and ris both have lighter hair streaks and wrinkes bc they are. old👍#and also ris and soar have the same hair and eye color. if u care #cd still has their fucked up eye of course <3 i like what i did with the hair too #bro cuts it themself it’s soo choppy and messy. but it’s ok it adds to the gamer charm #fta has heart shaped hair because. i want hearts to be part of his design tbh #like the gardener has a heart too. so #it’s bc he likes cute things btw. but he won’t admit it so don’t ask him #son giving you the tbh stare…. i feel like they are the type of autistic to make uncomfortable amounts of eye contact #they just dont know when to stop or look away #also their hair is matching with wt’s yayy!!! found family win i think #i mean with son it’s more like forced family but yknow #oc: weaving tales #oc: recognition in spirit #oc: cognitive dissonance #oc: spins on axis rapidly #oc: fates torn again #oc: speaks of nothing

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boxwinebaddie · 4 months

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hey unkle neen! ik it was just their name frm the show, but your fix have so much meaning in them, i was wondering if there was a reason that the name crimson dawn was chosen? ^^

AAAAAAAA!!!! okay, i will answer your ( very iconique ) question in a second, but before i do i just want to say that the way you set it up and lightly interlaced ur ask with letting me know that you notice and appreciate me taking small concepts from the show and giving them larger meaning/context within my fanfictions was so sweet n really, Really means A LOT to me!!!! like i am cheesing so hard rn!!! :') <3

i.g. plots coming full circle, extended metaphors, mirroring, flashbacks and flashforwards...i really like being thorough, going into microscopically specific detail abt everything...but more than that:

i want the Nice things i write...

to Mean stuff to my readers.

& for the stuff i write to mean something, it can't mean nothing.

this is specifically true in the area of names, which seems kind of insane, but even like something as minute as stan's maternal grandfather's name being joaquin and shortened to 'walk' by william phillips, stan's abuelos secret sbf lover in ww2, and stan's middle-name-sake who walk called run, is important because will-phil's war-torn, heirloom leather jacket which was given to stan's gpa seconds before run did what all white men should do ( go die in a war ) had now become Stan's Signature Leather Jacket, which was a huge ( like literally its gigantic ) part of his identity as a young transman but in a meptahorical sense, that red string of fate that tipsy!gpa!walk hand embroidered into the tag of his lover's jacket which stan wore with pride ( also literally ) is a physical testament to two men's true blue love for each other, represents revolution/rebirth & also says R-U-N.

...which is Exactly what stan does.

also i could talk for literal days about stan's chosen name being stan or even just stan's stage name being raven and all the variations of that and cuervo specifically from chapter four ( i was so fucking excited when we got to that chapter i was like ;)) It's GO Time, Boys! )

but that could fit in an entire other ask meme and i am trying not to let my oddly intense and sudden influx/rush of random RM Rockstar Ravenstan hyperfixation burn everything down around me like...

~The You Know What.~

which! was what i was trying 2 get at when talkin abt names and stuff because while in a deeper, under the surface sense, crimson dawn represents what the sky looked like the day stan died -- blood red.

it was a Crimson Dawn when all hell broke lose that day.

( which i can't talk about in too much detail juust yet... )

***[ tw for blood, fluids and general gender dysphoria ]

but what i can do is tell you why the name crimson dawn was chosen, which, is ironic ( emphasis iron ) bc has that ~sharp, smarmy, sultry, smoldery, shadowy, Superstar smokeshow~ energy to it and sounds like it's stands for something all deep and dark and brooding...

but rlly is just from an inside joke about the first song stan ever wrote

Blood Moon™

which he wrote on his period. ;)

hsdlkahlksahd ( i luv u soooo much, ravenstan )

so tldr they won their lil battle of the bands competition/got scouted for bm but OG CD did not have a name/whatever name they had was one of the 74093279423 ones they were trying out, so management needed one and they took stan and co.'s crude out of context inside joke abt it always being darkest before crimson dawn aka PMS as...

Cool, Dark, Edgy!

AND LITERALLY MADE IT THEIR BAND NAME!!!!! WHEN I TELL YOU THEY WERE ALL LIKE YOU DID NOT JUST NAME US AFTER OUR INSANE INSIDE JOKE ABT OUR TRANS ROOMATE WHO NOT ONLY IS NOT OUT ( DW! THEY HARD SHOVED HIM BACK INTO THE CLOSET! SO KIND OF THEM! ) BUT UR GONNA MAKE HIM DANCE AND PUT HIM IN THE ROCKSTAR VERSION OF A STRAIGHT JACKET AKA THE TINY SLUTTY VEGAN LEATHER STRAPPY PANTS??? OUR WEIRD LITTLE GUY??? ARE U KIDDING??

they...were *jersey kyle vc* Naught Kidden, btw.

and stan really did...have to learn how to dance.

...Absolutely Criminal.

but even more so, from that day forward, nevermore were our warped tour four fave broke boy shitiots bound by together by their shared rent/utilities & the butterfly tramp stamp lower back tattoo of friendship/brotherhood, because our zeroes had become heroes, now legally bound by a crooked contract that turned their dinky little no-name garage band and into chart topping punk rock super band

Crimson Dawn™

where blood moon was number one and trending for like...Weeks.

which meant they had to do interviews and stuff where stan was not very good at being raven yet ( obviously ) and drank a lot to cope, so when like, idk, fucking some big fancy talk show or whatever asked stan what blood moon was about, he was like...leans in...dead serious:

"OKAY, so you know...when you're on your Period, man? and not a light day either. i'm talking suuper heavy flow, dude. but you totally forgot your cycle was starting, so your favorite pair of sweatpants are stained like five seconds after you spent like fifteen whole quarters washing them? but its whatever. its late o-clock and no ones gonna see your fucked up chonies, bro. s'anyways, you're walking to the store because you ran out of pads and pain medication and FUCKS and like your stomach feels like you're being stabbed to death but you're still hungry? like, bro everything just sucks and on top of that, the grocery store just sold out of those dank ben & jerrys ice creams with the brownie in the center, or like, brooo, only has the those tiny whack containers that cost seven dollars?! oh, in the worst flavors too! like fuckin' cherry garcia or eugh, that awful Mint one that tastes like toothpaste if it were made out of miErDA and the full moon is out and you just want to start ripping off your clothes and tearing off your face and start fkn screaming at the top of your lungs? Yeah :). That."

aND ITS DEAD SILENT FOR A SECOND BUT THEN EVERYONE STARTS DYING LAUGHING AND IS LIKE WOW A SINGER AND A STAND UP COMEDIAN!!! LOOK AT THAT FOLKS! APOLOGIES TO OUR YOUNGER VIEWERS FOR LANGUAGE, WE'LL EDIT THAT OUT AFTER THIS, BUT LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, ONE THING YOU CAN'T CENSOR OUR FAV SUPER STARS BLOOD MOON RISING!

( which, blood moon and blood moon rising was also stan parodying the creedence clearwater revival song Bad Moon Rising about big cryptic apocalyptic feelings does Also play into this whole thing... )

anyways, management got REALLY MAD at stan about that but everyone thought it was a joke so it was Fine. but yeah their biggest single and their band is built on being on your period and being unhinged and wanting to smash shit and fight the government. <3

-uncle nina...who thinks waaaay Too Much about her weird lore

#sorry tw blood and gender dysphoria and body fluids and stuff like that ik thats kind of a weird hc but it was Important to me #transman stan u will always be famous #literally #like he is a disaster but he is the peoples punk rock prince #hes also so pretty and his voice is so pretty #everyone is hypnotized #speaking of stan on his period NOT THE TABLOIDS CATCHING HIM COMING OUT OF LIKE TARGET W PADS AND HIS GD ICE CREAM #and being like!!!! Lead Singer Raven of Crimson Dawn Buys Heartfelt Gift For Secret Romance. Whos The Lucky Lady?#AND HIM AND KENNY AND JIMMY ARE LIKE THIS CANNOT BE REAL LIKE DSKHDLKHDLDS LIKE THEY ARE JUST BUSTING UP LAUGHING HELP #but anyways yeah i'm sorry this is so insane i could talk about rm and pep and crazy weird symbolism i wrote in #for so so so soooo long #i have mental problems #i love ravenstan so much like he is my BABY!!! i love him like he just wanted to be a rockstar n write his music and have fun #and he is not having very much fun im afriad #and doesnt get to write his music either #that little stan monologue was so funny to me hes so cute my man said no one cares abt ur chonies bitch!! pull ur pants up!!!#legend and icon raven of crimson dawn everyone #whenever the tabloids misconstrue one of ravens transboy thangs as him just being a womanzing ladies man its so funny to all of cd #because like Whos Man Is That? not ours watching attack on titan on the couch trying to open a bottle of wine w a power drill

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