#rae was so right this was good and nice to listen to

[fritz-federleicht]

Reader being flirting with all of their friends and then they meet corpse for the first time playing among us and typically they would flirt but they can barely say hi after hearing his voice and whole group is messing with them about why they couldn’t talk like normal and then a time skip of corpse openly flirting with them on Twitter and reader flirting back

Speechless/ Corpse Husband x reader

Words: 651

FLUFF

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"Guys guys, today we are playing among us again." You say happily to the chat. You open the game and wait for the others. Ludwig appears next to you.

"That's right Y/N. We are playing among us again today." Ludwig's voice can be heard.

"Oh yes we are. Hey guys." You greet your fellow players. "Nice to hear from you again. Especially from you Ludwig. I missed you so much."

"Y/N, stop it, I'm blushing." Ludwig replies sheepishly. When Rae appears next to you, you run up to her and circle her.

"Hey Rae." "Hey Y/N." "By the way, you look beautiful again today." Are you complimenting Rae. "Thanks Y/N. I didn't change anything about my character though. But thank you." Responds Rae.

"You know, my dear, it's because you always look beautiful. Whether in real life or in the game." You flirt with Rae.

"Oh Y/N oh Y/N. Charming as always." Rae's laugh rings out.

"Okay. Enough fooling around. Everyone's here. Let's get started." Sykkuno ends your conversation.

In the first round, you are not an Impostor. However, Rae is killed first. When the first meeting starts and you read that she was killed, you immediately ask who killed her. You read through the list of names to pick a victim to blame when you read an unfamiliar name.

"Who's Corpse? I'll just say hello." "Oh, hey. That's me. Nice to meet you." His deep voice sounds.

It's quiet for a moment. You sit there, unable to say anything. His deep voice has left you speechless.

"Hello?" Corpse asks. "Yes. Nice to meet you." You answer shyly.

Ludwig starts to laugh. "Corpse, you actually managed to make Y/N speechless. No one has ever done that before."

"Really Corpse. Consider yourself lucky." Says Poki.

You just sit there. With reddened cheeks and listen to the conversation.

Sykkuno chimes in. "Y/N just so you know. Corpse is mine." You just nod. You realize that no one sees it, but you can't answer at the moment.

Corpse laughs at Sykkuno's words. When you hear his laugh, your eyes grow wide. You look down at your table.

"We have to vote for someone else. Did someone see anything suspicious?" Ludwig asks, still amused.

The rest of the rounds you hardly say anything.

When you open your Twitter the next day, you see that Corpse has mentioned you in a tweet.

You click on the notification. Immediately the tweet opens.

Corpse Husband: @Y/N I hope you can speak again. Found your reaction really cute

You stare at your phone, blushing slightly as you think of his voice again. You type a response.

Y/N: @Corpse Husband thank you for caring about me. To answer your question yes I can speak again. Yours just blew me away. I just say really hot

Suddenly Ludwig interferes.

LUDWIG: @Y/N discuss this with @Corpse Husband privately. Or do you want @Sykkuno to overhear and kill you? Oops... now I linked him by mistake

Y/N: @ludwig I can stand up to Sykkuno. For my future husband I do everything

Corpse Husband: Ok. We are that far @Y/N?

Sykkuno: Hey! @Y/N! Corpse is mine

Sykkuno: But seriously Y/N. You should date Corpse. You guys would be really good together. He's always trying to be mean but he's actually a teddy bear

Rae: @Sykkuno is right. Corpse is a really good guy

Y/N: I would have no problem with that. We can also get married right away

Corpse Husband: @Y/N shall we?

As soon as you read this you know you have to meet him. You decide to ask Sykkuno for Corpse's number.

A short time later you meet. You hit it off right away and get together a short time later.

#corpse husband x reader #corpse husband imagine #corpse x reader #corpse #corpse husband #corpse husband x y/n #corpse husband one shot

[gingerbreadmonsters]

bourbon

or: you know, like the kind you have with tea!

gn!reader, no content warnings, literal actual crack. now look what you’ve done! happy birthday to our wonderful zo - please direct all damages claims to our recently-opened ‘how dare you’ division at @zozo-01 . hope you’re having a gorgeous day - have a slice of colin on me! for those who may not know, i am actually english, so make of that what you will. love to rae for dialect consultation and hotline tag assistance, for the proof if proof were needed that neither the atlantic nor pacific can stand in the way of discord mischief - because we've now tried them both! darlin having an absolute mare in 1600 words or less.

“Darling?”

God, you’ve got to stop going to bed so late. What time is it?

“You up yet?”

Sam’s voice. Mmm. But he’s not here next to you - he sounds like he’s over by the door. Eyes still closed, you wave one arm vaguely in his direction in a feeble attempt to persuade him back into bed with you. “No.”

He laughs, walking over to take your hand, but unfortunately standing his ground when you try to pull him down. Stupid vampire strength.

“Nice try, darling,” he says, and it sounds… weird, somehow. “But we said we’d be round at Milo’s at half eleven, and we’re not about to be late again.”

The more he speaks, the stranger he sounds. What’s wrong with him? There’s definitely something funny about it, but you can’t quite put your finger on it.

“Did you-” Blearily, you crack one eye open to look at him - he looks just the same as ever, handsome even in the darkness of the blackout curtains. “Wait, what did you say?”

Sam rolls his eyes good-naturedly, and the sight is so beautifully familiar that it’s almost enough to make you wonder if you really just didn’t hear him right. Then he opens his mouth, and nope, you were right. There’s something wrong.

“I said, they’re expecting us at Milo’s at half eleven, and it’s almost quarter past ten.” What sort of fucked-up fever dream is this? “Now, are you getting up, or am I carrying you?”

The words don’t come, staring up at him in abject confusion, your mouth just hanging open as you try desperately to make sense of what he’s saying. Why does he sound so - so-

“...Darling?”

-so English?

After a few seconds of bewildered eye contact, he seems to gather that you’re currently incapable of human speech, and lets go of your hand.

“Right then,” he says, and it’s starting to make your head hurt a bit. “I’ll be downstairs when you’re ready, then.”

“Yeah.” You nod, plastering on a cheery smile and hurriedly starting to sit up. “Yeah, I’ll, uh - I’ll just be a minute…”

He disappears out the door and you listen as he goes down the stairs and into the kitchen, before reluctantly dragging yourself out of bed and walking over to the wardrobe. What the hell is he doing?

Your first impulse is to say that it’s a prank, that he’s putting on an accent for fun, to try and mess with your head or something. But that can’t be it - Ash and Milo have dragged him into enough of their truth-or-dare games for you to know firsthand how awful he is at accents, and he’d never be able to keep it up for more than a sentence or two, least of all with a straight face. There’s no magic you’ve ever heard of that could make this happen, and people don’t just wake up talking like a completely different person, do they? So is it on purpose? Does he know what he’s doing?

Unsettled, you finish getting dressed and head into the bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face. Maybe that will make things a bit more ordinary, right? You’ve just… woken up on the wrong side of bed. You must just be hearing things. Hopefully, when you go downstairs, everything will be back to normal.

“There you are, darling. All alright?”

You’re in the kitchen. Everything is not back to normal.

It doesn’t smell like coffee. Hazily, you let Sam nudge you into a chair at the dining table, numbly accepting the offered glass of water and bowl of - is that Weetabix? God, you haven’t had this stuff in ages. It’s still as cardboard-y as ever, but you’re not really paying attention. Someone’s feeling unusually chatty this morning, it seems, and it’s starting to seriously throw you off now.

“-and he was going on about something Vincent said - have to admit, half of it was in French so I only got the gist, but-”

A pause, while he takes a sip of his Earl Grey. Your head is going to explode.

“But anyway, apparently it all went a bit pear-shaped - he said he’d had to leg it downstairs ‘cause Alexis had caught him nicking gum off her desk, but there’d been a delivery downstairs, right, and-”

“Are you okay?”

He stops, taken slightly aback, and you realise that you’ve said it out loud.

“You just - you-” Hastily, you try to clarify, hands waving awkwardly in front of you as you speak like it’ll help. “Your voice…”

He has the gall to look confused. “What about it?”

“Oh, you know!” you say through a mouthful of Weetabix. “The accent?”

“Yeah, I… I know,” he replies, like you’ve just told him the sky is blue. “I have one.”

“Not that one!”

Sam takes another sip of tea, utterly bemused. “What other one would I have?”

“But you’re not - you’re American!” Frustrated, your spoon clatters against the empty bowl as you dump it in the sink to wash up later, and you cross your arms as you turn to face him across the kitchen. “You’re literally from Mont Blanc!”

“...Yeah?” He seems to be taking the impromptu interrogation in stride now, raising an eyebrow in what he probably thinks is a playful challenge, but to you it’s reading more as wilful ignorance. “What about it?”

You take a deep, calming breath. It… well, it sort of works.

“Sam.”

“Yes?”

Hopefully, the smile you’re putting on looks a lot easier than it feels, like you’re playing along with the joke. “You can stop doing the voice now, I get it.”

He blinks. “The… voice.”

“Yeah.” Your head is starting to ache, ever so slightly. “The whole British thing.”

“British? But I’m not…?” He finishes his tea, setting the mug down on the countertop behind him, head tipping to one side as he looks at you. “What do you mean?”

“You’re American.”

“Yes,” he says, “Which really shouldn’t be news at this point, darling-”

“And you’ve never lived in the UK.” To be honest, you’re mostly just thinking out loud at this point, but he replies all the same.

“Yes.”

“And you’ve never even been to England before.”

“Well, unless you count a stopover in London on the way to France - must have been… ooh, five, six years ago? Oh, it was wonderful, William wanted us to visit some of his old m-”

“So why are you talking like that!” you wail, thoroughly confused and head aching even worse than before. “It’s not - you - you don’t - aarghh!”

Fuck this, fuck this whole stupid game, fuck this trip to Milo’s house for whatever birthday party bullshit he said he’d do - you’re going back to bed. Now. Sam tries to catch your arm as you pass him, stomping back out of the kitchen and clutching your head in your hands, but he catches sight of your too-sharp teeth and clearly thinks better of it. Good. You’d never actually bite him like this, but it’s just what happens with wolves.

He calls out after you, but you don’t hear it - everything’s just a blur of sound that washes over you in a strange, dizzy wave. In the end, you don’t even make it upstairs, throwing yourself down on the loveseat and grumpily hiding under the blanket draped over the back.

It’s pleasantly warm under here, and everything makes sense. It’s all normal. Nobody says weird things, or talks in some weird voice that they’re not supposed to have. It’s quiet, and it’s dark, and everything is back to how it should be.

Absentmindedly, you realise that you’ve shifted through your pyjamas. Never mind. It’s nice like this, curled up on the soft cushion, nose tucked neatly under your tail. Comforting. Safe.

No sound except your quiet breathing, no light except what little bleeds through the softness of the blanket. Nobody here but you.

There’s nothing to worry about.

There’s nothing going on.

It’s all going to be absolutely f-

“Darlin’, you - woah!”

It takes your eyes barely half a second to adjust to the light, clawing the blanket aside with a low snarl at whoever dares to come and annoy you, but-

“Easy, there!” Wait, this isn’t right - you were downstairs a minute ago. How are you back in bed again? And you’re human again - but you didn’t shift back, did you? “Jesus, you damn near took my head off…”

So caught up in your confusion, you barely even realise what's different now.

“Anyhow, now you’re up, you’d best be gettin’ dressed,” Sam says over his shoulder, turning to leave. “Milo wants us round in an hour, and unless we want another dressing down from Marie, we probably ought to be there on time for once.”

Before he can get too far, you reach out and grab his hand. You don’t really know why. It just feels right.

He looks down at you with a smile, pleased, if a little confused. “You okay?”

“Hmm?” Shaking your head slightly, you’re just happy to hear him. “Yeah. I’m fine.”

“You were pretty noisy, from what I heard,” he laughs, thumb stroking slowly over the backs of your fingers. “Didn’t know you were a sleeptalker. Havin’ a strange dream or somethin’?”

“I, uh…”

A deep, calming breath. It smells like coffee.

“Yeah, well. Something like that.”

masterlist

this is an original work by @gingerbreadmonsters - please do not repost or misattribute

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redacted sam #redacted darlin #redacted crack #redacted fluff #ginger writes #gingerbreadmonsters

[xwiedzmax]

Fable- sir what are your intentions

Fable is so confusing and i do not undertstand that man. things he says dont line up (saying that taking out the shards from Rae could kill him, but later mentioning that they would have to do that, whole 'who cursed Isla' thing, blaming Enderian for literally everything) but he's also being weirdly nice to Rae right now. comforting him, letting him actually speak up, listening to what he has to say. he still feels somewhat manipulative though. we know Fable has done bad stuff before, obviously he isnt totally innocent because of not knowing stuff, there are still inconsistencies. with the recent lore, he has acted very impusively with some stuff, and he said that he was too focused on being worried about Icarus, he nearly lost Rae. after that immidiately claiming that he is Rae's father.. my man i think that is a lil bit too soon- he totally ignored Rae's mental health, caring too much about Icarus, if he cared for Rae as much as he claims to, he wouldnt ignore that, i think at least. he also claimed the town peeps were his family, which is also a very quick decision, he hasnt even interacted with many of them more than once. he has done some good stuff tho, looking for Arisanna, helping Momboo, stopping Quixis (in Unlocked), comforting Rae, helping with the raid on town. he might be a bit paranoid like Ocie said, but that man is still sus, im so confused what his intentions are right now. depends how he talks to Icarus next time, its gonna be a bit more clear what he wants to do ..i go back to the void now :] actually i just remembered, Ari has said before that she doesnt really like Fable, and that she doesnt remember him very well, which is another sus thing about him ..now i go into the void

#fsmpblr #fable smp #fsmp #this man is so sus please help

[underworld-park-offical]

TOLKIEN: Can you believe this shit, Jimmy?

JIMMY: H-h-h-hey

JIMMY: D-d-d-d-don't d-d-d-diss s-s-someone w-w-w-with b-b-b-big d-d-d-dreams 

JIMMY: N-n-n-not cool

TOLKIEN: I will if said dreams are ridiculous and stupid

TOLKIEN: Like being a jackass influencer

STAN: Can we shut up about Craig being a Dollar Store Addison Rae, please?

STAN: I'm getting a migraine listening to this idiotic babbling about how many likes he has

STAN: Just stop, he already does it enough

KYLE: Didn't you start bullying him though?

KYLE: Because it was funny?

STAN: Well it's not now sooooo…. shut up

CLYDE: WHO WAS MOVING THE POINTER THINGIE ON THE BOARD PLEASE CONFESS I WILL CRY

KENNY: I thought you were “manly”

CARTMAN: Woah Kenny, it is 2023 and you’re still throwing around male stereotypes?

CARTMAN: You’re getting C A N C E L E D 

CARTMAN: GUYS KENNY DOESN’T THINK MEN SHOULD CRY

KENNY: HE LITERALLY SAID HE HAD BIG MAN HANDS

KENNY: HE ADMITTED TO GOING TO HOME DEPOT????

KENNY: WHAT AM I BEING CANCELED FOR TELLING THE TRUTH?????

CRAIG: Wow, Kenny, and I thought we were friends, Smh my head

KENNY: WHAT????????

TOLKIEN: Can you move things, Mr. Spirit, sir?

CRAIG: That was so  gay of you

CARTMAN: Why would you assume it was a man???

TOLKIEN: Why would you assume, it's an it?

CARTMAN: ….

TOLKIEN: Exactly

CRAIG: Preach 

CLYDE: IT'S MOVING IT'S MOVING IT'S MOVING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

KENNY: CLYDE SHUT UP!!! AND STOP MOVING, I CAN'T SEE ANYTHING BEHIND YOUR FAT HEAD

CLYDE: I'M GONNA CRYYYYY

KENNY: GOOD

KYLE: S….u…..r……e

CRAIG: Sure?

CRAIG: So the ghost wants to be basic?

CRAIG: Lmao based

STAN: Oh my god shut up

STAN: Please.

TOLKIEN: It could have just used the yes, why would it go through so much effort to give an answer?

CLYDE: Maybe they want to be best friends and are worried about messing things up or being impolite?

CRAIG: That's so based of them, frfr, lol

STAN: A ghost wanting to befriend a bunch of high, lowlife teenagers?

STAN: Yeah, I'm not buying it

CLYDE: F….u….

CLYDE: AWHHH

JIMMY: N-n-n-n-nice g-going st-st-stan, you r-r-ruined our ch-chances of be-be-bef-f-friending C-Casper, a-asshole

STAN: There is no way you actually believe this, right?

STAN: We are all in a simulation

STAN: None of this is real

STAN: We are all in a coma because the government wants to control us

STAN: Trying to make us all boy kissing gays

STAN: But not me, no

STAN: I'm smarter than all of you, so I know I can't be controlled

STAN: This Ouija board is the way for the government to mind control us

STAN: Do not be deceived.

TOLKIEN: Shut up Stan, quit talking out of your ass

STAN: Ass….A…S…S……Actual…..Super…..Sexual…..Sexual as in….Homosexual….

STAN: YOU'RE A GOVERNMENT SPY!

KYLE: Ignore him, Tolkien

TOLKIEN: Have been.

STAN: YOU’RE ALL CONSPIRING AGAINST ME!

CRAIG: Lmao holy shit I need to record this

STAN: YOU'RE ALL JUST MAD BECAUSE I KNOW THE TRUTH!!! YOU ALL ARE BRAINWASHED!!!!

CRAIG: Stan…. bffr… smile for the camera

STAN: NO!!! THOSE CAMERAS PUT MICROCHIPS IN YOUR HAND LIKE THEY HAVE THE VACCINES

CRAIG: Is he /j or /srs rn?

KYLE: He's serious, unfortunately

KYLE: Let's just move on before I get an aneurysm

KENNY: Good idea

KYLE: Is…. anything moving?

TOLKEIN: Oh I don't know, Kyle, can a blind person see?

KYLE: ….

TOLKIEN: No, exactly

CLYDE: IT'S SO DARK IN HERE I'M AFRAID OF THE DARK!!!

TOLKIEN: No, Porkchop, you aren’t

CLYDE: I AM NOW!!

STAN: Everything is all so dark

STAN: It's what they want

KYLE: It's what who wants? STAN: Aliens…. they want to steal our sun…

CRAIG: Haha lmao imagine believing in aliens, couldn’t be me

JIMMY: Wh-wh-wh-what's that n-n-noise?

JIMMY: C-C–C–C–C-C-Craig…. Is th-the ac on?

CLYDE: TURN THE AC OFF YOU MONSTER!!

CLYDE: LEAVE US BE!!

CLYDE: WE WANTED TO BE FRIENDS BEFORE YOU TOLD US TO GO FUCK OURSELVES!

CLYDE: BUT NAY! NAY WE SAY! CLYDE: WE, THE HUMAN COUNCIL

TOLKIEN:...... What-

CLYDE: SAY GO FUCK YOURSELF

CLYDE: GOOD DAY SIR OR MA’AM CARTMAN: OR MX!

CLYDE: OR MIXTAPE

CRAIG: Lmao okay slay, ate, ate and left no crumbs. Not a single crumb inside, bro ate the plate too frfr

(EDITS MADE BY @Pissblanket)

#south park edits #southpark #south park #hellpark #underworld park #sp #craig tucker #kyle broflovski #stan marsh #kenny mccormick #craigfluencer

[tadalyme]

whumptober 2023, day 6

[CLICK] 

(knock on the door, door creaking)

[NIKI] 

(unsure) Hi. I’m looking for an archivist?

(head banging on the desk)

[ARCHIVIST]

Oh, hello there. Sorry. That would be me. Ranboo, the Head Archivist.

[NIKI]

Oh, right, nice to meet you. I’m Niki, Niki Nihachu. 

Sorry if it’s rude, but… Aren’t you a bit too…

[ARCHIVIST]

Young for a Head Archivist? (nervous chuckle) Uh, yes, I am. But there’s been an unfortunate accident with the previous one and we’re a bit short-staffed at the moment. I promise I’m qualified.

[NIKI]

Oh, alright then.

(awkward silence)

[ARCHIVIST]

Uh, did you want something? To make a statement?

[NIKI]

(hurriedly) Yes, yes. Sorry. Yes, that. A statement. I’ve been told that you deal with the spooky stuff.

[ARCHIVIST]

Okay. Cool, cool, that’s cool. You can sit down, if you want.

(scrape of a chair on the floor)

[ARCHIVIST] 

Okay. Oh, seems like it’s going already. Well, then. Statement of Niki Nihachu, regarding …

[NIKI]

Uhm. My experience working at the Showfall mall, I guess?

[ARCHIVIST]

Recorded direct from subject, 2nd of June, 2023. 

Statement begins.

[NIKI]

Well, firstly, I have to say that I’ve never really believed in the paranormal before… I felt like it was too silly, I guess? Too impossible. I was never superstitious. But then all these things kept happening and now I don’t even know what to think anymore. I’m fairly sure I’m not losing my marbles yet, but then… Then it means that something did happen. I don’t know. I’m not really sure what was real and what wasn’t.

I’ve been looking for a second job for the past few months, alright? I’m not from around here originally, as you might guess. We came here with my friend a couple of years ago and shared an apartment, but he decided to move to Utah a while back. I couldn’t find a roommate quickly enough, so I needed extra money.

I work in a bakery downtown in the mornings and afternoons and they pay quite good for a bakery, so I wanted to keep that job and find something part-time to do for the rest of the day. I asked around, but there was no one willing to let me off for the first half of the day. 

I was getting a bit desperate when I saw the ad near my house. It said that the Showfall Mall nearby was looking for retail workers for the late shift. My neighbour, a sweet elderly woman, said that I shouldn’t accept it, because there were some nasty rumours about weird happenings there, but I didn’t listen to her. Probably should’ve.

I called their number the same day and a lovely woman, who introduced herself as Rae, answered me. I won’t bore you with all the mundane details, I’m sure you know what it’s like to apply for a job, but we agreed to meet for an interview the next day. I went there, almost got lost on my way and then spent a couple of hours getting the training from Rae.

So, yeah, I became a shop assistant at the Warehouse, one of the stores in the mall. It sold clothes and accessories for young people, kind of like a rip-off version of Hot Topic, except with a smaller variety and even worse quality.

It was alright at first. I’ve worked in retail before and it’s the same everywhere, for the most part. Fold clothes, stock shelves, ring up purchases. I worked the closing shift, so there weren’t that many customers. Though, really, I don’t think it’s ever crowded there in general. No one comes to that mall. Of course, it felt a bit eerie there sometimes, what with the empty corridors and barely any employees, but what can you do about that? Rae said I could play my music through the speakers, so I did. It helped to pass the time somewhat. Everything was fine.

Only… Only, sometimes I saw some things out of the corner of my eye that weren’t supposed to be there. Sometimes I would see the bowls with little trinkets full of colourful candy instead. Sometimes white minimalistic walls erupted in garish ornaments. Sometimes Rae and her well-mannered friend Sykkuno looked very rat-like when they came to check up on me.

And I kept seeing this creepy carousel in the indoor playground, spinning around, playing old-timey music right in the middle of the children's area near the food court. But there couldn’t possibly be anything. There wasn’t even enough space for it, I checked. There are exactly three steps between the slide and the monkey bars. No carousel in the world could fit there.

There were these three guys that I usually spent my break with - Ethan from the video game store, and Vinny from the jewellery shop, and Austin from the fancy boutique on the second floor, so I asked them about it. They just looked at me like I was mental and asked if I was feeling alright. Austin said that his wife also saw things sometimes when she was too tired and suggested sleeping more. 

It was all a bit concerning, of course, but I hadn’t really started questioning everything until Charlie showed up. I had been working there for three weeks, I think, when he got hired. He was a nice guy, truly, cheerful and funny and very quick-witted, I gathered that immediately. But he kept appearing everywhere, seemingly being in several places at once, and that seriously worried me. I would go to the food court and Charlie would be there in his lime apron, smiling at the children and scooping ice-cream. I would pass a toy store and Charlie would be entertaining the customers there in a forest-green shirt. I would pop into the pharmacy near the entrance and Charlie, in a soft teal crewneck, would sell me my painkillers. And then I would go through the food court again and he would still be there.

I didn’t know what to think, but kept blaming it on exhaustion.

And then four days later it got even worse.

I clocked in like usual and stayed behind the register while there were no customers, reading up on some new cake recipes I wanted to try. Then, an hour or so into my shift, the lights started flickering. On and off. On and off. On and off. I honestly tried to ignore them, power outages are nothing new to me, but then they turned red. They weren’t supposed to - they couldn’t have possibly done so. I knew there were some red lamps in the tattoo parlor downstairs and a couple of ultraviolet ones in the flower shop, but there weren’t any coloured lights in our wing. Then the whole shop was plunged into darkness.

I thought maybe the fuse had blown, because the lights in the corridors were still working, so I decided to go find the electrical room. I wouldn’t have usually done so, but the mall was always so deserted that I doubted it even had an actual electrician. And I didn’t want to stay in the dark. So I went looking for it.

The problem is, I kept getting lost. I’m usually good with directions and I was sure that I learnt how to navigate the mall in my first week, but that day I just kept circling back to my store. I would turn to the left towards the food court and then right towards the always-empty vinyl store, but I never actually reached there. I would go around the corner and end up back where I started. I was confused, to say the least. Utterly baffled. I think I spent at least fifteen minutes like that, going in circles.

I was going to try again, but then I saw a glimpse of someone, barely a shadow, in the store near the fitting rooms, so I headed there instead. We’re not supposed to leave the shop unattended when there are customers. ‘Cause, you know, someone might try to steal merchandise. I went there and called out to the person, but they didn’t stop, like they didn’t hear me. I started walking faster and that was when I noticed the uniform. The thing is, all the stores in the mall had a very strict uniform policy, or, at least, that’s what Rae told me when she hired me. The Warehouse employees were required to wear blazers in this bright red colour, like arterial blood or ripe strawberries. The woman, and by that point I was quite sure it was a woman, must have been a worker from a different shift, I thought.

Then right in between the stalls she finally stopped, turned around and it was my own face staring back at me. She looked afraid and bewildered, the same as I was, and started looking around in panic. I looked around too and noticed that the reflections in the stalls looked weird. Wrong. There were dozens of me in each one, all afraid and bewildered and wearing an ironed red blazer. I turned my gaze back to the Other-me in front of me, but she wasn’t looking at me anymore. Her eyes were locked onto one of the fitting rooms and then a bullet flashed towards her from there. Blood spread over her white blouse in a horrid scarlet flower. The other me screamed, I saw her mouth open, but it was deathly silent. Well, I screamed as well. Another shot made her body flail for the last time and then all her movements ceased. I kept screaming, I think.

I closed my eyes for a second, scared out of my wits, sure that I would be the next. When I opened them, though, I was the only one in the room. There was no murderer in a stall, no dead body, no blood. There was me and my shaken, wide-eyed reflections in the mirrors. One per mirror.

I didn’t understand anything. I’ll admit it, I actually, truly started thinking myself insane for the first time at that point. 

I felt too unnerved to stay there any longer. I grabbed my bag from behind the counter and bolted. I didn’t want to be there a second more. I didn’t care about the paycheck, about the consequences of leaving your job like that, about anything else. I needed to go, be anywhere else but in that cursed mall.

Of course, it was stupid to believe that it was the end. If I thought that I’d been lost earlier, I was sorely mistaken. Then, though, I was actually completely lost. The corridors turned into a convoluted maze, twisting and turning at random points, leading to everywhere and nowhere. I didn’t recognise anything. There were no familiar stores anywhere, only long spiralling halls. I think I walked around for hours. In the end I just sat down and cried. Nothing felt real. I was so tired of being confused.

And then my phone rang. My neighbour got worried that it was after midnight and I wasn’t home yet, so she called. For some reason that helped. When I stood up after ending the call, the exit was right in front of me. I went home and spent the rest of the night crying to my friend on the phone. I didn’t tell him what happened, of course, but it helped.

I haven’t gone back to the mall ever since.

[ARCHIVIST]

When did you say it happened, again?

[NIKI]

Just last week, 26th of May or so. Sorry, do you mind?

[ARCHIVIST] 

What?

[NIKI] 

Could you not do the eye thing, please? It feels wrong.

[ARCHIVIST]

The eye thing?

[NIKI]

Yes, the eye thing. The one where they glow and I feel compelled to answer you.

[ARCHIVIST]

(bashfully) Oh, sorry. 

[NIKI]

Cool. (unsure) So, do you believe me?

[ARCHIVIST]

Uh, yeah. Sounds quite reasonable. Have you had any problems since then?

[NIKI]

I don’t think so? What sort of problems?

[ARCHIVIST]

Hallucinations, doors in the wrong places, fractals, spirals, stuff like that…

[NIKI]

Hm. Still no. 

[ARCHIVIST]

Well, that’s good. If they do show up, probably best not to get too close.

[NIKI]

Sure. Any other advice?

[ARCHIVIST]

No? No. That’s all. You left your info with Rosie, right?

[NIKI]

Yeah.

[ARCHIVIST]

We’ll let you know if there’s something.

[NIKI]

Well, thanks. At least for listening. And believing. Have a good day.

[CLICK]

[CLICK]

[ARCHIVIST]

Statement ends.

Well, isn’t this a lot. Miss Nihachu’s account further confirms our hypothesis that Showfall Mall and its parent company Showfall Media are embodiments of the Spiral and we have to keep looking in this direction.

I asked Sneeg to do some follow-up on the other people mentioned in the statement. We couldn’t find much information about this Ethan, other than what was previously mentioned in Frank Mortem’s statement about him being in his twenties and having no family. There is no legal trace of anyone called Vinny ever living in the area, so that seems to be some sort of a nickname, but we were unsuccessful at identifying him. There is, though, a missing person report concerning one Austin Show, aged 28, filed by his boyfriend in December of the past year. 

I sincerely hope that Miss Nihachu’s well-being at the current moment is a sign that she will be well after this encounter with the paranormal, but unfortunately it is highly unlikely. Es Mentiras is not the one to let its victims go so easily.

This clears up some things at least. We know what happened to Charlie now. It could have been me. No, that’s not right. It should have been me. I shouldn’t have sent him out to do the investigation of Frank Mortem’s statement on his own. Not when he’s still unaware of the existence of the Fears. We need to urgently come up with a plan and rescue him from the Spiral’s clutches before it’s too late.

The accident during this recording is quite concerning as well. Seems like the Eye’s influence on me continues to grow and I am at a loss about what to do about it. Hetch keeps being cryptic and extremely unhelpful.

Recording ends.

[CLICK]

#whumptober2023 #no.6 #recording #made to watch #“It should have been me.” #generation loss #tma #fic #canon-typical tma spiral content #niki nihachu #ranboo #showfall media #i still don't know how to tag #i hope im not completely messing it up #check my ao3 #(it's in my bio)

[therecordconnection]

Ranting and Raving: "Sideways" by Carly Rae Jepsen

“Carly Rae Jepsen makes the kind of pop music that Taylor Swift thinks she makes.” I wrote that in a post yesterday after spending more time with Carly’s newest album, The Loneliest Time. It was just a throwaway thought that I had and felt it was post worthy. What is the internet for if not for throwing all your music hot takes out into the wild? I'll admit that I worry about dunking on Taylor too much sometimes. At this moment, Taylor is one of the most overexposed, mainstream pop stars, especially since we’re currently knee deep in promotion of her newest album, Midnights. She can be an easy target and one that you can easily hate and write off. Some of it is deserved hatred (she is very thin-skinned and catty, her fanbase likes to send death threats to Pitchfork writers, her private jet emissions are no joke) but some of it definitely isn't.

Midnights didn’t wow me. I thought some of it was okay, but it would definitely fall in the C-tier of my Taylor Swift Albums Ranked list. When you compare it to her other more recent pop offerings like 2019’s Lover or Red (Taylor’s Version) from earlier this year, Midnights misses the mark and then some for me. It just wasn’t an album that excited me.

The Loneliest Time clicked with me immediately.

From the first listen, I fell in love with it and thought it was just a phenomenal album. If I had to point to one thing that acts as a sign for what I’m looking for in current pop music, it’s the work that Carly presents here. The more that I’ve listened to the album, the more I’ve fallen for it. It’s just a phenomenal album.

But how, and more importantly, why, did The Loneliest Time get right for me what Midnights couldn’t? I’ve spent the last day thinking about it and trying to come up with an answer. I’m happy to say that I think I’ve figured it out.

I connect to Carly’s music and The Loneliest Time in a way that I don’t with Taylor’s and Midnights. I feel something with The Loneliest Time that I just can’t with Midnights. To try and explain this, I would like to point to my favorite song from Carly’s new album, “Sideways.”

You may be wondering, “Well, why not use one of the singles from the album? Why not use something like ‘Beach House’ or ‘Western Wind’ or ‘Go Find Yourself or Whatever’ or the title track?” Good question! Glad you asked! Those are all great songs to talk about! The title track especially! But I’m not gonna do that. I want to talk about “Sideways.”

“Sideways” is the shortest song on the record and isn’t nearly as bombastic or adventurous as some of the album’s singles and highlights. If somebody told me they thought it was the most forgettable song, I wouldn’t blame them. But I find it’s one of my favorites on the album. There are so many things I love about it. Musically, I think the entire song is catchy as hell. It’s got a great, infectious beat and the guitar in this song sounds great. The keyboards during the chorus have such a flavor to them and it adds a nice texture to a very infectious chorus. It’s such a fun little song to do a fun little dance to. Sure, it’s very sugary and sweet, but I kinda love it for that. Over the last couple of years I’ve gotten so exhausted with the sad, moody, and downbeat pop that seems to rule the airwaves this is just such a breath of fresh air for me. This was the first indication to me that Midnights wasn’t what I was looking for. I was looking for something a little more optimistic, something that is still upbeat and trying to be joyful even when it’s raining on my parade.

Pop songs like “Sideways” are so cute and fun! The beauty of pop music is that you can have songs like this that aren’t going for anything grand, they’re just meant to capture a feeling, a vibe, if you will. The production on this song does just that. It’s so slick and really tight. Nothing sounds out of place or wasted here, even on a short cut like this one. The vocal effects on the pre-chorus and the way Carly delivers it is sublime. The whole damn thing is fantastic and it’s just more evidence that Carly and her collaborators have this kind of music down to a science. This track stood out to me the first time I heard it and I just keep going back to it. It’s one of those songs that fits the description of, “I will listen to only this song for days and will only move on once I’ve become completely sick of it.”

I listened to a recent interview Carly gave to Q on CBC where she talked in-depth about the making of The Loneliest Time, amongst a few other things like joining a dating app (I love imagining her on Bumble or Tinder trying to desperately convince someone that it’s really her and not a catfish) and her experiences with life during the time of a pandemic. One highlight from that interview that I found especially interesting was her insight on connecting with others through song and feeling the need to ask who a song is for during the writing process.

"I do think it's really important to me to think like, 'Who is it for? Is that for me? Or is it something that connects?' Because to me the magic is what you get to do at the show. When you see someone else singing it or you see somebody online kind of like making it theirs and it's no longer to do with you. You're gonna have to get out of the way almost. That's like the whole magic. That's the whole point of the whole thing."

That’s when I figured it out. That’s the key difference I find between Carly and Taylor. Connection.

Taylor Swift makes music for one person and one person only: Taylor Alison Swift. People can relate to her words and find personal meaning in it. Many people have and that’s great. But the problem is that as a lyricist, Taylor leaves so much of herself on the page that I’ll never be able to separate her from it completely; her songs can never be mine. I think that’s one major reason why people have made so many jokes over the years about her dating various men and breaking up with them just so she could get song ideas. Her lyrics read like confessional diary entries but they’re so personal to her and her own experiences only that I feel no connection to them. When I hear lines like “Midnights become my afternoons / When my depression works the graveyard shift” I can sympathize with Taylor, but I can’t connect with that. My midnights and my depression look different from hers because while we’re both schmucks from Pennsylvania, only one of us is the biggest music star in the world. I don’t deny the validity of feelings she has nor deny her right to have them, but I understand that she has a lot more access to the resources to battle those midnights and depression that I don’t and will never have. I’ve always felt a kind of disconnect with Taylor and her songwriting and it’s at its worst with Midnights. “It’s me, hi, I’m the problem, it’s me” is fucking amateur hour, especially from a woman who has gotten it right several times before. Midnights takes no chances and she’s so absorbed in her own world and her own specific problems at this point that none of it could ever translate to mine. Taylor Swift isn’t a person to me at this point, she’s a brand. I can get a glimpse into her world with her music, but I’m only allowed to be on the outside looking in. It’s like being in a museum where I get to see the exhibits, but I can’t touch them. You can enjoy the music to your heart’s content while it’s being played, but you can’t take it with you when the show is over.

Meanwhile, I connected with “Sideways” entirely on the strength of one line alone: “I get all my confidence from you.” I admit, it’s not the most dazzling line ever, but it’s miles above something like “Draw the cat eye, sharp enough to kill a man,” which sounds like the kind of stupid “hip businessman” thing Kendall Roy from Succession would say in a boardroom meeting to interns who groaned as soon as they saw him opening the door. No line in “Sideways,” or the rest of The Loneliest Time for that matter, will haunt me the way that “Sometimes I feel like everybody is a sexy baby / And I'm a monster on the hill” has. Would you believe that a woman who has been making music for eighteen years wrote those lines? Poets here on Tumblr have written less embarrassing lines. I can admit that “Sideways” doesn’t do anything lyrically that’s particularly outstanding. It doesn’t have the humor of “Beach House” and it doesn’t explore the feelings of a broken relationship the same way “Go Find Yourself or Whatever” does. But what it does do very well is it captures a feeling. I connected with this in a way that Taylor’s “Anti-Hero” or “Vigilante Shit” couldn’t manage. “I get all my confidence from you” was delivered so lovingly and with such heartfelt genuineness that I immediately had someone in my head that fit that line. “I’m living to look at your face / Living it up together / Ever since you said that you were mine” sounds so magical and celebratory that I had a smile on my face the first time I heard it. It sounds like victory. It sounds like what it means to be over the moon and to be caught up in that feeling of love and happiness so well, even when the song itself says so little. I think, “You go, Carly! I too want to be so satisfied that I smile at strangers!”

This song captures that kind of love where even when you’re being kind of embarrassing and making social faux paus (“One more cute disaster / Said, 'I love you' twice / Before you could even answer / It’s hard here in paradise”) it doesn’t deter from the way you feel. The song never dips or breaks its cheeriness. It’s beautiful when you’re living in a time where everything is going your way, even when things go sideways. This little song captures that happy feeling. I want more of this.

“Carly Rae Jepsen makes the kind of pop music that Taylor Swift thinks she makes.” I still stand by this statement. Here is a woman who makes pop music with connection in mind. A woman who makes pop music where the audience, no matter who that audience might be, is really considered. What can you take and keep when the album leaves her hands and enters the big wide world? The answer, hopefully, is a hell of a lot. This is fantastic pop and I hope you give this little track and some of the other songs from the album I’ve been name dropping a fair shot, because I think Carly is helping to end yet another wild year in this already wild decade with a chance to escape and have some fun. If Midnights didn’t wow you like it didn’t wow me, I’m hopeful that this will.

Carly, I’m so satisfied. Keep shining bright. You’ve reached the moon with this.

#original content #carly rae jepsen #taylor swift #ranting and raving #music essay #music criticism #Youtube

[crystalqueerenby]

1-35 :D

1. I don't really have one with mah name

2. In January so I grew up with kinda shit birthdays since all the money went into Christmas

3. I have never had a serious relationship

4. The song of Achilles

5. My height, I'm just so tall and not a lot of things weren't made with tall people in mind

6. Keith David, John Boyega, Oscar Issac, Donald Glover, Lou Willson

7. Margot Robie, Brandy, Issa Rae, Keke Palmer, Symone

8. Paleontologist or Anthropologist

9. Honestly I can't think of anything concrete just sentimental stuff so I guess getting this far is an accomplishment

10. I lived near two beaches, which were walking distance from where I lived and I still can't swim

11. Had none been a pretty okay months

12. New Zealand

13. Listening to music and watching art videos

14. Pintrest

15. A Mish mash of contradictions held together by compassion.

16. People tell I look cute, my heights attractive too I guess but I like to think my charm and wit is what keeps people interested.

17. Math

18. Decorating

19. I mean I'm not out to any family

20. The best berry to use in pokemon to max out your contest stats is the nutpea berry, because of its low smoothness it doesn't fill up your pokemon quickly so can feed it more pokeblocks to quickly raise all of its contests stats by combining four nutpea berries making a black pokebloke which only fills the pokemon up by one point while raising two random contest stats by 2

21. My siblings I guess

22. Don't really have one

23. My best friend from high school, been friends for six years now

24. When I was filling out college paper work with an efficiency that I didn't have at that point

25. Played cricket most of my life not in any leagues though

26. Sleepy

27. Night owl

28. No

29. Can't think of one

30. A good shower and a nap

31. Rio Romeo, Dolly Parton, Ne-Yo

32. Change

33. People who just say wrong things that they think are right that they would know was wrong with a quick Google search

34. Howls moving castle, just, it's so beautiful

35. Nice but awkward, I've had people say they thought I was cool though so that has to count for thing.

#ask game #thanks for the ask i guess #willa-tv

[roboticonography]

Hi this is the Agent Carter asker, thank you for being so nice about my headcanons, I love your writing so much! I don't want to bother you by talking your ear off so promise this is my last ask. Based off Markus and McFeely saying that Peggy's two children from her TWS pictures would have Super soldier DNA (because they support the closed loop theory, but this could work for alternate timelines too) Mr. Carter and the little Carters could be doing things that are life-threatening for normal folks but are cakewalks for them as part of Steve's "offscreen sitcom husband" shenanigans:

Director Peggy: Oh, Grant took the children cliff-diving off Niagara Falls for the weekend. I've got the house to myself, I can finally catch up with the latest Agatha Christie

Jack Thompson, who's been gaslit about Peggy's marriage since 1949: That doesn't sound right, but I don't know enough about Marge's weird-ass personal life to dispute it

And even Daniel Sousa could pop by for the occasional cameo after he "dies" in 1955, like his and Daisy's spaceship lands in the Carter backyard and Daniel casually walks out like "Oh hey Peg, hey Steve" because of course he knows what's up. Maybe he brings Steve some modern album vinyls (God bless 21st century Brooklyn hipsters for giving mid-century Steve the means to listen to Carly Rae Jepsen), Steve makes them all a nice dinner then Daniel and Daisy fly off again

Well, hello again! Welcome back 😁

I haven't given a lot of thought to the possibility of superpowered kiddos, but I enjoy the incredibly wholesome idea of Steve taking the kids on fun little athletic adventures while Peggy is at home in a hot bath with a whiskey and a good book.

I also like the idea of Peggy and Daniel reuniting on friendly terms - however they ended their relationship, it seemed sad that she would spend the rest of her life thinking he died in 1955.

Thanks for sharing!

#anon #convos

[overnightheartbeats]

Eric & Zoe - A playlist ~ @cursivebloodlines

"A Concert Six Months From Now" - Finneas

"You stole my heart here and I couldn't listen to that band for years 'til that night last summer when you reappeared, forgot how bad I wanted this"

"If I could see the future I never would believe her"

"Fallin' in and out of love and fallin' in again"

"I'll go hungry and crazy and honest for you. I don't always get angry but I'm promisin' to if it's all that you want then it's all that I can do"

"and I'll call and I'll say, "I think you should come home" 'cause I'm tired of being your ex"

"Haunted" - Taylor Swift

"You and I walk a fragile line, I have known it all this time but I never thought I'd live to see it break"

"Oh, I'm holding my breath won't lose you again"

"Come on, don't leave me like this...I thought I had you figured out"

"Something's gone terribly wrong, you're all I wanted"

"Stood there and watched you walk away from everything we had but I still mean every word I said to you"

"You're not gone, you can't be gone"

"Break My Heart Again" - Finneas

"I'm sure you're busy now, why else would you ignore me? Or do you need space?"

"You can't help if it if your mind has changed"

"So go ahead and break my heart again, leave me wondering why the hell I ever let you in"

"Are you the definition of insanity? Or am I?"

"Oh it must be nice, to love someone who lets you break them twice"

"Do you think I've gone blind? I know it's not the truth when you say, I'm fine"

"Don't pretend that I'm the instigator"

"You were the one, but you were born to say goodbye"

"Kissed me half a decade later..that same perfume, those same sad eyes"

"Too Much to Ask" - Niall Horan

"My shadow's dancing without you for the first time"

"My heart is hoping you'll walk right in tonight"

"Tell me there are things that you regret"

"Don't it feel fucked up we're not in love?"

"Last Kiss" - Taylor Swift

"you told me you loved me, so why did you go away?"

"I never thought we'd have a last kiss, I never imagined we'd end up like this."

"your name forever on my lips"

"and I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe"

"and I hope the sun shines and it's a beautiful day and something reminds you, you wish you had stayed"

"you can plan for a change in the weather and time but I never planned on your changing your mind"

"Moral of the Story" - Ashe

"So, I never really knew you..God, I really tried to"

"Thought we could really do this, but really, I was foolish. Hindsight, it's obvious"

"Some mistakes get made, that's alright, that's okay"

"You can think that you're in love when you're really just in pain."

"it's funny how a memory turns into a bad dream."

"They say it's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. That could be a load of shit"

"Do It All Again" - Joshua Bassett

"So excuse the mess I made when you were mine"

"I'm still learning how to love"

"We weren't perfect but you were worth it all"

"If it were my call, I'd do it all again"

"You're Losing Me" - Taylor Swift

"You say, 'I don't understand,' and I say, 'I know you don't'

"We thought a cure would come through in time, now, I fear it won't"

"Stop, you're losin' me..I can't find a pulse. My heart won't start anymore for you cause you're losin' me"

"How long could we be a sad song 'til we were too far gone to bring back to life?"

"my tears ricochet" - Taylor Swift

"I didn't have it in myself to go with grace"

"And I can go anywhere I want, anywhere I want, just not home"

"You had to kill me, but it killed you just the same"

"And you're tossing out blame, drunk on this pain..crossing out the good years"

"The Mess I Made" - Parachute

"Should've kissed you there, I should've held your face...instead of runnin' place"

"I'm staring at the mess I made"

"I should've spoke up, I should've proudly claimed that my head's to blame for all my heart's mistakes."

"Go Find Yourself or Whatever" - Carly Rae Jepsen

"Tell me that your mind's been changin' I'll tell you that I'm no good at goodbyes"

"I could cut a thousand roses show you that I'm all torn up inside"

"You feel safe in sorrow, you feel safe on an open road...go find yourself or whatever"

"Maybe when my heart's done breakin' then I could forgive what you've tried"

"And I wake up alone, you made me vulnerable"

"I Burned LA Down" - Noah Cyrus

"You left a hole in my chest when you left and my heart followed you out the door"

"If I gave you less, would you want me more?"

"Embers in the dark can look just like shooting stars to a bitter, broken heart"

Honorable mentions:

"Coney Island" - Taylor Swift ("Did I close my fist around something delicate? Did I shatter you?" // "Did I paint your bluest skies the darkest gray?")

"Peace" - Taylor Swift ("Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?" // "I'd give you my sunshine, give you my best but the rain is always gonna come if you're standing with me")

"Shouldn't Come Back" - Demi Lovato ("Maybe you shouldn't come back to me" // "tired of being so sad, tired of getting so mad" // "you'll only let me down"

#cursivebloodlines #Eric x Zoe #did this get super long ??? yes yes it did #i do still owe u an actual playlist but currently working so this seemed like a better use of my time haha #anywaaays these songs just remind of them and it hurts and....ahh #and now i'm tempted to do it for all our clowns

[austronauts]

I am returning oh so soon with another ‘director’s commentary’ on a toronto maple leafs video.

as apparently...one of 4.5 justin/mitch truthers (me, justin, mitch, remaining 1.5 = mathematically shoddy amalgamation of the various lovely ppl on here who have come to me to talk about justin and mitch)...i felt like it was My Duty to share my annotated version of this video.

so, this leafs: blueprint episode is ostensibly about justin’s contract renewal but is really ultimately about celebrating justin holl the human.

As a 2nd/3rd line defenseman, Justin is always going to be perceived as an unglamorous “grinder” who’s invisible at best or unfairly maligned at worst. Which is completely unfair, but the reality of the NHL and a team that’s stacked with so many household names.

All this to say - it’s very nice to see him get this homage and the love that I think he deserves. 

ok onto my brainrot annotations

1:11 - oh my GODDD. BABY JUSTIN HOLL from his college years. he is SO SQUISHY-LOOKING IN HIS LITTLE BEANIE. SQUISH HIM SQUISH HIM SQUISH HIM

2:20 - Justin scoring the BUZZER-BEATER GAME WINNING GOAL for the U of Minnesota Gophers (lmfao) in the NCAA playoffs’ final 4. Oh how do I know exactly what game it was? Because MITCH explains this all - reciting exactly when and how Justin scored to - GAS JUSTIN UP in his Marner Assist Foundation promo video.  can you believe mitch. can you believe justin. can you believe them. Anyway, look at the raw unfettered EUPHORIA and pride here all the teammates have for Justin! i TRULY love that for him

3:54 - bruh i didn’t know justin and his wife audrey were HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEARTS. 

4:09 - The video switching to MITCH JUSTIN STEPH AND AUDREY RIGHT AFTER AUDREY SAYS “we found a really good group. a really good crew”????? THE EDITING IS RICH WITH MEANING AND SUBTEXT, MY LADS

4:09 - MITCH SITTING ON JUSTINS LAP AND YAPPING AND GIGGLING WHILE JUSTIN JUST SITS THERE LOOKING LIKE THIS HAPPENS TO HIM EVERYDAY EVEN THOUGH HE DOESN’T EVEN REMEMBER OFFICIALLY ADOPTING THIS SCRUNKLY YORKSHIRE TERRIER WHO KEEPS SHOWING UP AND ASKING HIM WHAT AN ENCYCLOPEDIA IS AND SITTING ON HIS LAP?????????? NO I WONT STOP YELLING SHUT UP

4:12 - audrey speaks about being with justin through all the highs and the lows and all the uncertainty-mired limbo of professional sports with such genuine love here. and as much as my heart is a desiccated cornichon pickle incapable of romance, I DID FEEL A LITTLE SOMETHING HERE. disgusting. i must return to my roots of comparing nathan mackinnon to various pale tumescent root vegetables ugh.  (also justin playing what appears to be a bach piece which is extreme king shit because bach is one of my FAVORITE composers to play on the piano. i always knew justin was my favorite) 

4:57 - another mitch/justin moment on the ice just being giggly beans.

sidenote - everytime i see justin’s dad i remember he wrote a book about bicycling from mexico to alaska and therefore is much cooler than justin or any of the leafs. (there’s a video of justin playing golf with muzzin i think? where justin chirps his own dad for always talking about his own book lmfao)

8:30 - sweet lil willy throwing the leafs’ post-game basketball to justin to celebrate justin’s new contract... and justin attempting to do some kind of...dunking move that is extremely whiteboy cringefail. even though i am watching this thru my laptop screen, i looked away and politely pretended not to see that. 

8:47 - this is now i think...the 2nd leafs video i’ve heard Young Thug/Gunna’s “Hot” in the lockerroom? DO THEY LISTEN TO ANY OTHER SONG? why not a bit of beyonce partition or carly rae jepsen? why not a bit of azealia banks’ 212? 

8:54 - mitch swans by the camera looking as twinky as ever and i SWEAR that’s his reedy ass warbly ass voice singing in falsetto. he’s just ALWAYS. SO. ON. BRAND!

9:30 - Justin and his family and old minnesota friends all gather in the stands after the game to take a commemorative photo in honor of justin’s new NHL contract. GUESS WHO SHOWS UP TO TAKE THE PHOTO OF THIS SPECIAL MOMENT? UR RIGHT. ONE (1) ONTARIAN TWINK MITCH MARNER It’s so........magnanimous and brave of all of them to entrust the immortalization of this special moment in the dainty little hamster paws of mitch tbh. look at him FOCUSING with all 2 of his neurons fdlkjslksls

#justin holl #mitch marner #they are SO. FUCKING PRECIOUS dont look at me

[katsotherworld]

My thoughts and ramblings for book 4 of HON: Untamed

(These are chronological throughout the book but are very random and I'm just posting it for fun.)

I knew that my gay friend was naturally the weakest link in the don't talk to Zoe chain. Sadly the twins answered me and not gay and therefore more sensitive and polite Damien.

Carmel colored used for Shawnee.

Aphrodite being just a place holder for humanity and Earth for Stevie Rae is really heartbreaking honestly. She may be a bitch but thats partially trauma.

"Swishy and fluttery" to describe gays, but Jack and Damien aren't that kind of gay, or Damien isn't and Jack is a little more. (Yeah, gotta love the gay writing.)

What hot guy scale. The bad boy hot guy scale.

"Kinda sexily sweating"

Stark's gift is such a mind bending and terrifying power. Like the ramifications of that kind of power is so untangible.

Humanity is different than being human.

Knowing what is to come is a little distracting because I don't remember enough to know things. Like I think Stark "dies" during this conversation but I also can't remember exactly.

"Sworn off sex, sex? I mean guys. And sex with guys." (Non direct quote)

And THERE IT IS! I fucking knew it.

"I just found you" -James Stark, thats heartbreaking. "I should have kissed more than just your hand, I thought I had more time."

Duchess is the most heartbreaking part of this whole ordeal.

Even the Nuns are feminists

"Kinda skanky" "kinda?" "I'm trying to be nice." "Ok, so am I." (Just more slut shaming.)

"I have to choose my humanity. And its not always as black and white as it may seem." -Stevie Rae to Zoey about being a Red Vampyre.

I can't remember Shekinah very well. I don't think she sticks around very long tho, I remember some characters and who dies but I can't remember exacts on most things.

"What if we outed you?" Why is the first assumption being gay and not the very obvious red marks?

Aphrodite getting so mushy about getting Maleficent is one of the cutest things ever. She is mean and hateful but not really because her own fault, she just needed the right environment.

I wish they would have acknowledged what happened to Zoey with Loren as sexual assault/rape.

God, Eric is unbearable.

I do not know this play like at all so I definitely don't understand the parallel at all. Gosh, thematic shit sometimes flies over my head, even with the AP Lit training lol.

Making out in front of the entire drama class is so dramatic and stupid lol.

Them forgetting lucifer was a fallen angel is hilarious as a Supernatural fan.

Kalona's obsession with cherokee women is probably because of Nyx's affection for the cherokee women.

The saw movies being scary is so stupid to me.

"Ok, that's majorly freaky."-Jack "It's totally queer"-Shawnee "And she doesn't mean that in the f-g sense"-Erin.

Zoey often forgets she can call upon all of the elements, like if something is attacking you call upon fire and make things burn.

Neferet is such a good actress.

Why isn't Shekinah reacting more to an adult vampire imprinting upon a fledgling?

The use of Cherokee legends, stories, and what not (idk what the correct usage of language for the use of Cherokee stuff is) is interesting, I like it cause I am Native but also having lived in Oklahoma is interesting.

Them underestimating the Ravenmockers on listening in to conversations was a huge misstep.

I love how much Aphrodite looks up to Grandma Redbird.

"Gay Tornado"

Of course Eric offered to give his blood for the cleansing ritual.

I'm waiting to see if my seething hate of Eric is justified through the whole story or not. If its just teen me remembering disliking him or if he earns it properly.

Zoey should have immediately thought of Stark when Neferet disappeared but I can see where she'd oversight that, but like, that's a GIANT mistake.

I love the descriptions of the rituals and the explanations for aspects of it, and it makes sense that Zoey would need parts of some of it explained to her.

Is this the first time Stevie Rae's tattoo was described? With the nature motifs, I can't remember.

Shekinah isn't very smart is she?

They had literally every piece of the puzzle but they never put it together.

Like they knew Stevie Rae would die at Neferets hands, that the earth would bleed, that Neferet was the Queen Tsi Sgili, that Kalona would be released, like they just didn't think anything through.

Poor Stark once again killing someone because his gift and it being someone Zoey knows and cares for. Then they just left him there.

Not me just chanting Kalona lol.

Like I'm just chanting Kalona in my mind lol.

Why would Nyx ever want them to bow to a man? Like its very matriarchal in the whole thing so why would Nyx send Erebus to be worshipped.

I know why I didn't remember Shekinah, she didn't last past a book.

All hell breaking loose in Tulsa on New Years isn't too out of normal lol.

#kats thinking things #house of night #house of night untamed

[evil-ontheinside]

Ten random songs from my Spotify wrapped, tagged by @notebooknonbinary (thank you for the tag! <3)

1. Coraline by Måneskin (10) (very cool song, hits different. yes I watched the ESC for the first time in years in 2021, and surprisingly didn't regret it) 2. Land of Lola from Kinky Boots (36) (this musical is amazing and this song is so much fun) 3. Obstacles by Syd Matters (97) (played Life Is Strange again in October and this song still made it to the playlist. deserved of course it's a masterpiece) 4. Take Me There by Delta Rae (61) (a very fun song! can't listen to it right now bc it's too happy but it's really nice) 5. False Confidence by Noah Kahan (68) (found out stick season existed and fell in love with all of his songs) 6. My Therapist Told Me by Xana (18) (one of my favorite songs by her. you can shake your head a lot to it) 7. My Broken Friendships Tale by Mina Richman (5) (unlocked the knowledge of her existence at pride this year and immediately fell in love with her music) 8. Baseball by Hippo Campus (79) (I've been listening to this band for a while now and their songs never disappoint. this one started it) 9. Barely on My Mind by The Regrettes (46) (I have no idea how I found this band/song but it's fun) 10. bad idea! by girl in red (66) (do I even have to say anything. it's girl in red, of course it's good)

I feel like I'm annoying when I tag people so I'm not gonna do that but feel free to pretend that I did tag you if you want to :)

#spotify wrapped #music #stole the idea to comment on the songs hehe #sharing music is so much fun. one of my favorite things to do

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Ji Woo: Oh, damn, look at this. CHANCIX disbanded.

Aemi: Huh? Really?

 Noa: But they were so nice!

Yeon Hee: I really thought they were good…

 Rae: They were good. But being good isn’t always enough.

 Yeon Hee: … what does that say for us?

Rae: Ah, I didn’t mean to bring things down. It really is a shame.

 Noa: That’s why we’ve gotta keep working hard, right? So we can keep going. Alarm already sold more copies than Moonlight got streams- so if we keep going up, we’ll be okay.

 Ji Woo: I’m glad someone’s optimistic.

Yeon Hee: Well, we have to be, right? Come on. No one wants to listen to a bunch of girls moping on the radio.

#ts4 story #ts4 storytelling #sims 4 story #spop #idolizes1 #idolize

[thescrapbookingscientist]

Biweekly Media Roundup

- The Sandman (TV) - Netflix I am begging you for a season 2 please.

- Monster High (Movie) - While the Monster High franchise definitely sounds right up my ally, I was a bit too late to experience its heyday and never really got into it. I’ve always been curious though so this G3 reboot seems like a good time to check it out, with an introductory live action movie and an upcoming TV show with some pretty cute looking animation. The movie was cute, very original Disney channel-ish, I doubt I’d recommend it to anyone but I had fun. Frankie in particular was a standout, both in the movie and cartoon/doll line they have a great design and I liked most of their fashion-Also, nonbinary rep in kids media! Very cool. 

- Breath Of The Wild (Video Game) - Playing this game as free therapy, the relaxing vibes are what I’m here for.

- Golden Kamuy (Anime) - Glad to be back, this season should have some of my favorite arcs and scenes. Vasily is here and very cute as well, love his little Ogata fanart.

- Mob Psycho 100 (Anime) - Yes.

- Spy X Family (Anime) - Still super cute!

- Hollow Knight (Video Game) - Started a playthrough and man. The gap between the adorable designs and hauntingly lovely visuals and the actual lore of this game sure is something. Little Ghost can go right next to Kirby in the “adorable non-verbal game protagonists who can and have killed Gods.”

- Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-Kun (Anime) - It’s back! It’s so unbelievably nice to get some good wholesome monster content, I missed all these characters and I’ve heard the upcoming arc is a lot of fun so looking forward to it.

- Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint (Webnovel) - Yup.

This season is pretty stacked, I’m also keeping up with Lower Decks, Ace Attorney, Jojo’s, Last Week Tonight, and Made in Abyss

Listening to: Right Where You Left Me by Taylor Swift, House of Memories by Panic! At The Disco, Ultraluminary cover by Caleb Hyles, Cut To The Feeling by Carly Rae Jepsen, Reprobate Romance by Blacklisted Me, The Bones by Maren Morris and Hozier, Venus by Sleeping At Last, People Watching by Conan Gray, Bones by Imagine Dragons, A Good Song Never Dies by Saint Motel

#weekly roundup #My posts

[unwantedalien]

Sudden Surprise

Today wasn't any different. Going to school with Minhyun and Emi expressing our hate for every season and then talking about the classes and the upcoming final exams. That is how my day starts. It was supposed to end with me complaining about my day to eomma. I didn't expect it to end with her introducing her 'nice friend'. He wasn't 'nice' at all. He looked like the type to pour in milk before cereal.

"So Shin Mi Rae what do you want to be when you grow up?" 

Why is he talking to me so casually? Who are you? My uncle?

"Anything as long as I don't have to see you"

"Mi Rae! You-"

"No, no, it's fine! It will take her some time to get used to this Jun Yeong I would have been surprised if she wasn't like this"

"Your sons took it better when you told them! You can't use that as an excuse!"

"Wait, wait, wait, sons? How serious is this relationship?"

I'm sorry, SONS? PLURAL?

"Mi Rae I know I should have at least told you before, but I couldn't find the right time and there was just so much going on and-"

"How long have you both been dating?"

"Since last march"

"It's April so, almost a year? And you tell me now? You could have at least told me that you were seeing someone or that you were interested"

"I know I should have and that was my mistake, but that isn't a reason for you to be so rude to Ji-Sook even if I wasn't dating he is still our guest"

"Fine, then have fun with your BoYFRiENd" I'm going out for some time"

And with that I left my house, I could hear my mother calling me, but I couldn't care less. I wasn't mad that she was dating, I was mad over the fact that she didn't tell me anything about it. Did she ever think about me? While dating that 'Kim Ji-Sook'?

I decided to listen to some music and felt my pockets, that was the moment I realized "I did NOT just forget my phone"

I walked around still cursing my forgetful self while thinking about the whole dating situation and found myself at the park. 

I have good memories of this place. When me, Emi and Minhyun. The first time we met while helping a kitten on the tree. I smiled recalling how we fell down, and the kitten hopped on Emi's head and walk away as if nothing happened. How long ago was that?

I walked toward the same tree and noticed a silhouette of a person. It was still fairly bright and there were a few people around, so I felt safe and walked toward the person standing under the tree. When I finally saw his face.

A handsome man. Probably around 17 or 18 maybe around my age. He was staring at the ground as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. He reminded me of a certain person. I didn't realize I was staring until he spoke

"take a picture, it lasts longer"

He didn't even look at me, and I immediately took back what I thought about him.

"You look like this very annoying person I met today"

"I look annoying? You're one to talk"

For some reason, I felt brave today, I wanted to insult every little thing, about everyone, especially this "kIM Ji sooK" look a like.

"Oh please, if I was 'annoying-looking', You'd be a cockroach's cousin"

Somehow I ended up standing next to him and was also staring at the ground. I looked at the man again and thought he really did look like that boyfriend of my mother's. I know he has sons so probably more than one, fearing the worst I asked him

"are you new here?"

"Thought I was annoying?"

"I'm trying to bare your presence now, answer. Please. Do you live here?"

"No, I don't, I'm waiting for someone"

"Your girlfriend?"

"No, brother, why am I even replying to you"

"Thank the lords"

"What about you? Are you waiting for your boyfriend?"

"Is a girl not allowed to walk around?"

"You literally asked if I was waiting for my gir-"

"I was just bored"

"Don't just cut me off! But let me get this straight, so you decided to come to the park at 9 pm and talk to the handsome stranger under the tree?"

"I needed some fresh air and-wait 9 Pm? IT WAS 8:30 LIKE FIVE MINUTES AGO"

"GOD you are LOUD, and yes 9pm did you leave your phone at home?"

"I might have anyway, hope you step on dog poop on your way back"

"bish-"

With that, I ran away smiling. He can't catch me, no matter how fast he runs. I thought that I should have asked his name for extra confirmation (In case he was related to that 'nice' guy).

 Well, it's not like I'm going to see him so why bother asking? With that in mind, I walked the rest of my way back home.

I reached the doorstep and was hesitant to open the door. I decided to open the door and go to my room without making any noise.

I opened the door and removed my shoes as quietly as possible before going to my room. I had to walk past the living room, where I saw mom and Kim Ji-Sook. They both seemed to be talking about something, but I couldn't hear much. As much as I didn't want to see that man's face, I had to talk to my mom.

"eomma I'm home"

"Mi-Rae-ah! Where did you go?"

"I-" after taking a deep breath I continue, "I went out to the park and didn't notice the passing of time. Sorry I'm late"

"It's fine as long as you are safe, don't worry. I'm also sorry for not telling you beforehand that I was seeing someone I should give you some time to adjust, so we decided to hold off seeing each other an-"

"No, it's fine, I don't mind you dating anyone. I was just mad that I was the last one to find out, even his sons knew, but I didn't, I do wish you mentioned him before. I know you are busy and that you worked hard and if you feel like that man gives you the happiness, you should be with him"

I tried my best to sound convincing, if this man really made my mom happy, who am I to deny their relationship?

Kim Ji Sook bent down to my height and looked at me.

"Mi Rae, I know you would rather have your mom to yourself, I understand that, but give me one chance, I promise to keep you and your mother happy, even if it meant to sacrifice mine, so please Mi Rae? One chance?"

I did NOT expect this. Kim Ji Sook, THE KIM JI SOOK, Owner of the top restaurants in Korea and top 100 global, was standing in front of my ASKING FOR MY PERMISSION.

I was TOTALLY flustered, and I didn't know what to say.

"No- no I'm sorry for being so rude to you earlier, I... I shouldn't been so mean, I don't mind you and eomma dating... I just didn't like that she didn't tell me"

He smiled, and thanked me for giving him a chance to prove himself, honestly, what he did just now was more than enough to prove himself, such a big man, not only in status but also in wealth, said all of that, I knew my mother would be happy with this man.

"Do you have time for dessert? Mr Kim Ji Sook?" 

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yay!

I posted it here too!

If you guys wanna read like, the other (next two) chapters, I also posted this on wattpad! :D

#bts #jhope #jimin #namjoon #taehyung #yoongi #jin #jungkook #btsfanfic #bts fanfic

[i--antimony]

i once again am overwhelmed by stupid busywork. Get Me Out

listening: finished the counter/weight prequel eps! feels good to be listening to a friends at the table thing in-time with when they're released, lol. i fully laughed out loud at the heartfelt moment between aria and hymn being interrupted by austin's fucking ice machine. incredible. no notes. "people are gonna go insane about aria in this one" keith you are SO right.

music for the week was the spotify release radar! just gettin some new tunes. i'm thinking of making a playlist that's just the songs that i like from release radar and the at the end of the year i can have a New Of 2024 list, idk. i AM going to try and be more discerning about what things i post, though - it would be very easy to just drop a huge list of all the songs on there that i kinda liked with no commentary but i think it'll be more fun to do fewer songs and actually talk about them, y'know?

philadelphia (matt maltese): feels like a mug of tea. very soft. nostalgic for something i've never seen. travels (rob blivion): really does seem like it should be playing over some indie film montage of someone travelling through mists in the scottish highlands. harsh truths (lemoncello): another indie soundtrack song. i think there's a bass in the background? although in retrospect i think it's a cello. lemoncello. duh. anyways it's very good. burning down the house (paramore): this is SUCH a fun cover. what can't paramore do for real. oh no::he said what? (nothing but thieves): BOUNCY. toe tapper. i am driving down a neon highway at 10000mph. coming home song (sammy rae & the friends): back to wistful and nostalgic. feels a certain kind of way especially right now because i am in the process of finding a new apartment, entirely alone for the first time. jolene (maneskin & dolly parton): speaking of really fun covers, yes yes yes. everything i would have wanted from this.

honorable mention to love me not (emei). i do not like this song particularly. it is stuck in my head though.

reading: fallow.

watching: just like last week: with the boyf, the newest dungeon meshi, i loved the way they animated the mimic. then some kill la kill. we're up to episode 11 now, almost halfway! also went to a superbowl party sunday. basically what you'd expect. fun socializing though.

playing: only had the one dnd last weekend, the one i run! went well. definitely was kinda sleepy and not as focused as i'd like. sigh.

making: mostly fallow...i cut out some of the border pieces for my handsewing project in a nice matching solid blue during the superbowl but have not attached any of it yet. started idly crocheting a rectangular prism-shaped object to use as a mtg deck case.

drew a little birthday card for my grandma i guess? mostly watercolor pencil, some prisma marker for the background. can't be assed to rotate it the right way, sorry, lol

pottery-wise, i did not take pictures but i have some fun interesting stuff in the works! biiiiig pot for my mom (got a little busted. but i think it'll make it). mug. glazing a bowl using sgraffito to carve out some waves (my roommate accidentally dinged the rim and i'm incorporating that into the design). did not take any pictures last week but i'll get some tomorrow for the next tuesdaypost.

eating: my roommate made a truly enormous focaccia in a 9x13 glass baking dish to cut into super bowl party sandwiches. they were delicious and we are still eating them for lunch basically every day. she also made a marinated beef bulgogi-type object, served over rice with veg and a fried egg and some spaghetti squash...yumb.

misc: i can't even be like "i just have to make it through this week" because i know next week will look literally exactly like this one (homework due wednesdays for one class, fridays (plus ANOTHER assignment alternating wednesdays) for the other). really bad vibes. just gotta make it through this week this semester.

#tuesdayposting #Spotify