#they’ve been weezered

[nightmareinfloral]

*weezers your robins*

#they’ve been weezered #why do they always pose at an angle #don’t ask where steph is i couldn’t find a pic #dick grayson #nightwing #jason todd #red hood #tim drake #red robin #damian wayne #robin #batfam #batman #dc #dc comics #dceu

[iiigris]

modern!Eddie Munson would be obsessed with Weezer

#ik they’ve been around since the early 90s but this feels like it fits modern Eddie better than say #canon Eddie but ten years later #ALSO THE REASON I THOUGHT OF THIS IS BC OF THEIR SONG BUDDY HOLLY #THAT ONE PART WITH THE GUITAR!!! #P L E A S E HELLOOO #EDDIE PLAYING THAT 😫😫 #HELP #eve’s thoughts #eddie munson #stranger things #modern stranger things #modern eddie munson #weezer

[jovenshires]

THE BATTLE OF THE BANDS AU OFFICIAL SOUNDTRACK

THE BEST OF THE CHOSEN

the chosen is an alternative rock band, whose members are spencer agnew (lead singer / secondary guitarist), shayne topp (lead guitarist), damien haas (bassist / vocalist), and courtney miller (drummer / vocalist). known for their iconic guitar riffs and heavy bass lines, the band has been accused of relying heavily on their instrumentals to distract from their lead singer's vocal insecurity, to which they have not disagreed. hit songs include "short kings," "i was there man," and "nuclear rain." the band is inspired by the early 2000's alternative movement, specifically weezer, green day, and simple plan.

THE BEST OF FTC

ftc (short for full-time cast) is an indie trio known for their slow melodies and sad lyrics. their songs, typically written by their lead singer tommy bowe, are often explicitly queer, romantic, and yearning, though they also frequently feature themes of self-doubt and internal struggle. other members of the band are amanda lehan-canto (singer / guitarist) and kimmy jimenez (drummer / occasional background singer). with songs such as "creekside killer," "reading of the will," and "bones," ftc is inspired by artists such as boygenius, hozier, and mitski.

THE BEST OF KOLIVTION

kolivition is a hip-hop duo fronted by keith leak jr. (singer / rapper) and backed by olivia sui (pianist / dj / sound mixer). they incorporate r&b, funk, and rap into their music as well, with their soulful beats and psychedelic sounds. kolivition's songs typically revolve around romance in the modern world. the duo's hit songs include "life's a party," "give me all your money," and "bobby from the block." kolivition is inspired by childish gambino, frank ocean, and kendrick lamar.

THE BEST OF COVENTRY

coventry is a female-led punk band consisting of erin dougal (singer / guitarist), heidi ha (singer / drummer), and selina garcia (singer / bassist). they typically theme their songs around female empowerment and relationships - romantic, platonic, or otherwise. their hit songs include "sluts," "sunflower," and "wish i could (say the same)." they are inspired by paramore, no doubt, and veruca salt.

THE BEST OF LET'S DO THIS

let's do this, though a relatively new band, is an enthusiastic underdog pop trio. its members, chanse mccrary (lead singer / guitarist), angela giarratana (bassist / vocalist), and arasha lalani (drummer / vocalist), are clearly tuned into the pop scene and thus make current, upbeat, snappy music that is practically made for the radio, even if it's yet to take off. their songs rely heavily on romance, and are often either explicitly queer or gender-neutral. their top tracks are "i lied," "lost the room," and "coroner." ldt is based off of artists such as conan gray, maisie peters, and troye sivan.

THE BEST OF SMOSH

smosh is a moden reinvention of an early 2000's pop-punk / alternative duo. back after a 6-year hiatus and preparing to win a competition they've already lost, ian hecox (singer / bassist), anthony padilla (singer), and their rotating backup band are re-entering both battle of the bands and mainstream. their music centers around personal identity and how that identity affects one's relationships. though they are re-inventing their sound, smosh was and is still known for their heavy instrumentals and all-star vocals. hit songs include "shut up," "the sun," and "destiny," and the band was based off of twenty one pilots, fall out boy, and panic! at the disco.

THE BEST OF JACKIE UWEH

jackie uweh - also known as the most talented voice of our generation - is an r&b / soul singer who sells out football stadiums with her powerhouse vocals. her songs often feature themes of feminism, romantic relationships, and a continuous journey of self-discovery. this is her first year judging battle of the bands, and, according to her, hopefully not her last. jackie's hit songs include "buggin'," "over easy," and "been with." she is inspired by beyonce, rhianna, and lizzo.

THE BEST OF MYTHICAL

mythical, which consists of rhett mclaughlin (singer / guitarist) and link neal (singer / guitarist) and their fantastic backing band, is a country band notable for having won battle of the bands ten years ago. since then, they have created their own empire, complete with a record label and several signed artist - previously including ian hecox of smosh fame. though they are a country band, mythical is also known to incorporate alternative genres into their music, especially their most recent album, which has been by far their most controversial in terms of sound. their musical themes vary, sometimes instead focusing on story-telling rather than relatability, but typically they utilize love (romantic, platonic, and familial), religion, and self-expression and exploration. their songs include "will it?," "buddy system," and "let's talk about that." they are inspired by james and the shame, noah kahan, and the lumineers.

THE BEST OF TREVOR

trevor (that's it, just trevor) is a soundcloud-based rapper who's honestly just happy to be here. an up-and-coming (read: thus unsuccessful) artist, trevor is a part-time musician and a part-time sound designer and editor. after working on mythical's latest album, he was invited to emcee the battle of the bands and is ecstatic at the chance to promote himself. trevor focuses on the self-described subgenre "meme rap," which views modern life through a comical gen z lens. his songs include "another banger," "silly guy," and "o7," and he is based on yung gravy, yungblud, and danny gonzalez.

#smosh #smosh au #fic #rpf #playlist #edit #mine* #aued* #botbau #oh my god...... whew this took me OUT #writing up all the descriptions my detested. anyway hope you all enjoy! for any of you who picked up on the january 25th clues here's this! #idk when this series will be back?? just bc. that would mean either me having to write it or me figuring out what content to make next #but! botbau is out there for us all now <3 #or at least whats been sitting in my drafts anyway

[todayisawthewhxlewxrld]

I was just doing my nightly routine of “sad emo depressed “you can’t fix a broken heart”🖤🥀” music so I can sleep like a new born baby

Me after my “sad emo depressed “you can’t fix a broken heart”🖤🥀” music

And then it occurred to me that these two songs are so insanely Y/N and Megumi coded I feel the need to explain it right now.

I just threw out the love of my dreams - weezer:

This is Y/Ns literal anthem idec. Sure to me when I just listen to the song I typically feel like it’s more about a breakup since it says “I just threw out the love of my dreams” and “want for him to stay” as in hes leaving bc they aren’t tgth anymore but flip it and reverse it and you get a whole new meaning, if you focus on different words. The first line imma focus on is “never before have I felt this way” well we know that for a fact Why Enn(Y/N I’ll do anything but call Y/N Y/N these days‼️)is literally emotionally constipated like she’s unable to work out why they feels the way they do because they’ve never felt that way before about anyone, esp someone they’re meant to hate. And let’s go back a little to the start of the song when it says “I’m so tall can’t get over me I’m so low can’t get under me” and “I must be made of steel” they also really represent Why Enn and again, they’ve been emotionally inept thus far, they’re a stubborn person and they stand their ground, people can’t move them yk? And then the “for I just threw out the love of my dreams” if we take this in a new light, look at it differently, Why Enn knows deep down they like megumi but they refuse to admit this fact and that’s leading to complications in their current relationship which could COULD ultimately wedge a gap between them. Also the “even though my love is a world a way” is kinda megumi coded bc Why Enn be so delusion I think they be living on planet zog Gaddamn🙏😭

I don’t smoke - Mitski

Again, the meaning of this song is absolutely not this, but idk music is music and I’d be damned if it wasn’t up for interpretation. Anyway this song is the EPITOME of megumi for many reasons, first the most obvious part of the song “if you need to be mean be mean to me” this is megumi coded bc he literally didn’t care WHAT Why Enn did to him so long as they acknowledged him, he also just wanted to help them the best he could. Another part of this song is “being with you makes the flame burn good” again, so megumi, bc as I already mentioned he would do anything at one point so long as they acknowledge him. Another line, tbh all of them show the same thing bc that’s kinda what the song is about “you can lean on my arm as you break my heart” again, being told by the “love of your life” (quotes bc at this point it wasn’t set in stone) to not play a joke on them is pretty painful but he still took it and literally bounced back yk like a king🙏🙏

Okay anyway i think this should be more of a message to me bc instead of putting this much analysis into a song why don’t i do this for my literature revision‼️‼️🤣🤣🤣🙁 sorry for the long ask I needed to get this out into the world (or onto smth just out of my head)

BAE BAE BAE BAE COLLAPSES TO MY KNEES AND HAS A HEART ATTACK OH MY GODDDD UR FUCKING MIND????? THE WAY THESE R SO ACCURATE ??? i adore u . i adore when people psychoanalyze and assign characters or situations songs i’m going to eat ur brain . i was hyped and nodding and agreeing the whole time i was reading this… thank u…

#axel answers ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ #axel answers// abi

[pizza-is-my-buziness]

Fictober Prompt Day Three! Prompt: "Okay. Show me."

Pairing: Deena Johnson/Sam Fraser (Fear Street)

Read story below or on Ao3!

Somewhere near the middle of Nebraska, Sam rolls the window down and lets in the breath of late summer air, sharp and smelling of baked asphalt and the fields they’ve been driving past for what feels like days. The wind toys with the loose strands of her hair, as well as the scattering of candy and chip wrappers, and the carefully copied directions that sit on the dashboard, thankfully pinned into place by a Portishead tape. The action isn’t entirely a surprise, given that sometimes the AC craps out or they need a break from the recycled air and the monotony of the road or, as evening stretches into night and they’re still miles from the next cheap motel, a sudden jolt of fresh air to bring them back to life. But still, Deena looks over at her, eyebrows arched in amusement, and Sam looks, well…Sam looks far too good for someone whose been traveling in a car for three days, the afternoon sun on her cheeks, the wind tangles of her hair caught in the breeze as she leans her head to get a better look at all the nothingness around them.

Deena rolls her window down too to keep her ears from popping, trying to keep half her attention on the empty road, most of it on Sam. “You’re not gonna jump out or anything right?” She teases, mostly. “I mean, I know the drive is boring but-” 

Really, this is a bit of a stretch. If Deena hadn’t already been stupid in love with Sam, this drive would’ve definitely cemented that feeling right in the center of her chest, like the sturdy roots of a tree growing to push out everything but that fact. Because the drive really hasn’t been boring, not with Sam beside her. They’ve cycled through all the tapes they’d brought in a collected three shoeboxes more than once, singing along when the time was right, giving each other shit about the music choices they didn’t have in common, or sometimes scanning through radio stations from every town and city they’d driven through, trying to find something good among the static. Right now, they’ve managed to hook onto some underground college station for far longer than Deena had expected them too, all the way out in the middle of nowhere, Joy Division proclaiming mournfully that love will tear them apart. And, over the steady stream of music, there had been the cheesy, childish car games, endless rounds of I, Spy that had continued until one of them had been laughing too hard to continue. Conversations about what they would do once they finally made it to the end of what Deena is already starting to suspect is an endless road trip to some mythical Oz with a magical, perfect new life waiting for them at the other end. Silences that had felt just as comfortable as all the rest of it. 

Though, there isn’t much to be said about their scenery for the past hour or so. I, Spy would’ve ended quickly enough: something brown, something flat, something endless. Deena can feel the steadiness of it, the rumble of the car, the melancholic mood of whatever college student had programmed this particular broadcast, the endless expanse of earth and sky starting to wear on her, creating a fuzzy-headed exhaustion that certainly doesn’t bode well for the hours they still have ahead of them.

Sam laughs, settling back down in her seat and letting her arm hang out the window instead, her fingers tapping against the side of the car. “No. I just thought we could use a little bit of air.” She looks at Deena, her other hand reaching up to comb through her hair, to brush it back over her shoulders, only for it to be taken by the wind once more. “You okay? Pull over if you want to switch.”

“Nah, I’m good,” Deena assures her and the radio station finally succumbs to the static she had long been anticipating. She pops the cassette back into place, one of Sam’s picks: Weezer and the jarring guitars of “Say It Ain’t So.” “It does kinda feel like we’re the only two people left alive though, right? Like…when was the last time we even saw another car?” 

Sam leans forward, carefully collecting the pages of directions they’d put together over afternoons spent shoulder to shoulder in the Sunnyvale library, road maps and atlases spread out around them, the thrilling promise of escape making them lean a little closer than they might have otherwise. When suddenly everything was tied to the countdown, it all felt slightly more bearable: finishing her classes in Shadyside; having to say goodbye to Sam each afternoon with a furtive kiss several blocks away from the house where Sam’s mother would be waiting impatiently for her return; the memories and nightmares she would rather forget. Deena had planned out most of the route, her mind whirling through miles and hours and the amount of time they could feasibly spend on the road each day, even with the two of them trading off time behind the wheel. Sam had filled in the stops in between, gas stations and motels and those ridiculous roadside attractions like the largest chair or a place that promised a trained alligator wearing a tutu. Most of the time they didn’t really linger, not with all the driving they had ahead of them, the days and days that it would take them to finally make it to Portland. But they had at least stopped in to see the alligator, which had been wearing a tutu but seemed to be trained to do nothing but sit around. 

“There should be a gas station in a few more miles,” Sam says, the papers fluttering in her hands, the wind humid and hot but not entirely unwelcome. “We can get out there and stretch for a bit.” 

At the mention of it, Deena’s muscles immediately start to feel sore and achy, voicing their own complaints about the drive that feels like it’s taken far longer than the four hours they’ve spent on the road today. She rubs at the back of her neck and looks at Sam and feels that bubbling excitement start in the center of her chest, spreading through her with a thrumming fizz that makes it all too easy suddenly to ignore stiff muscles and endless fields. Fuck. They’re doing this. They’re really doing this. Even though it’s been days since they’ve left Shadyside behind, it still feels like it hasn’t fully sunk in, the fact that they’ve left and that every moment spent on this stupid, endless road is a moment that takes them further away. They’ve got everything they couldn’t stand to leave in the trunk the car, suitcases and laundry baskets in the back, and some place to call home waiting ahead of them. 

Sam catches her eyes and smiles and there’s something in her face that lets Deena know that she gets it, that she feels the same way, that it all seems too good to be true. Sam leans forward to stash the directions carefully back on the dashboard, reaching for Deena’s hand with hers, and says, “Would you rather only listen to Madonna or Whitney Houston for the rest of your life?”

They argue over this for the next twenty miles, until Sam finally abandons her point long enough to point out the sign of a rather questionable looking gas station. Though they’re down to a quarter tank and Deena thinks her muscles might atrophy completely if she doesn’t get up right that minute, so they pull up alongside one of the four pumps outside the building. There’s another car, a minivan seemingly full of kids and dogs, a weary looking man studying a map spread out across the hood while a woman fans herself in the heat and checks her watch. Neither of them glance over when Deena pulls into the parking lot and Deena can only sympathize with their weary expressions. Games of I, Spy in that car have surely gotten unruly. 

Sam gets out, stretching her arms and tipping her head back toward the cloudless sky overhead and Deena presses her teeth together because she really, really wants to kiss her, and fully intends to as soon as the world shrinks to just the two of them again. Again, that startling feeling of excitement starts to sneak its way through her, enticing and terrifying all at once, whispering that soon there will be a place where she can do exactly that, always. 

Instead, Deena only watches as Sam disappears into the store to pay for the gas before leaning against the warm side of the car, eyes studying the road ahead of them, the miles and miles to go before they sleep and all that. 

And Mrs. Johnson thought she never paid attention in English class. 

Finally, the bell above the store’s door chimes and Sam appears once more, grinning in a way that leaves Deena feeling both curious and slightly wary of what might have put that particular smile on her face. Sam lifts her eyebrows, coming to stand in front of Deena with her hands behind her back. “I got you something.” 

Okay, definitely more wary then. “What?” 

“Guess.” Sam’s grin only widens. 

“Um…” Deena tries to peer over Sam’s shoulder but Sam just shifts out of the way. “I’m guessing it’s not a Twix.” 

“No.” Sam pauses, considering. “Well, I did get one of those too. But, nope.” 

Deena just shakes her head, feeling a smile of her own start to take root, coaxed on by Sam’s grin. “Okay. Show me.” 

Sam relents, grinning as she brings her hands out from behind her back. She’s holding a camo hat with a patch stitched on the front that says “hey deer” with a picture of a buck beside it and Deena blinks, glancing between Sam and the hat. “Uh…thanks?” 

Sam laughs, pulling the hat down on Deena’s head and tapping the bill lightly. “Perfect fit. I knew it.” 

“Gee, thanks,” Deena says, pulling the hat off and studying it. It’s completely ridiculous and she can’t help but laugh. “It’s just what I’ve always wanted.” 

“I know,” Sam says, leaning against the car and crossing her arms over her chest. “I definitely expect you to never, ever take it off again.” 

“Maybe you should wear it, since you love it so much,” Deena teases, turning to retrieve the gas nozzle so she can fill up the car and get them the hell out of here, somewhere where she might be able to sneak a kiss or two when she’s supposed to concentrating on the road. 

Sam shakes her head, holding up her hands. “Nope, it’s all yours. It was practically made for you…dear.” 

Deena puts the hat back on, mostly because it earns her another toothy grin from Sam, though she does her best to feign a pout. “There. Happy?” 

“Very.” Sam nods. And then her smile softens and she shrugs. “But I usually am.” 

And this…this is exactly why they’re driving across the country, throwing themselves into a life in a place they’ve never seen before, one they’ve only crafted out of conversations and wishful thinking. This is exactly why Deena suddenly has no complaints about getting back behind the wheel of the car and putting even more miles between them and Shadyside and getting them forever closer to what is waiting at the other end. 

“Yeah.” Deena nods, grinning as she looks down at her feet. “Yeah, me too.” 

#sameena #Sam/Deena #fictober23 #Sam Fraser #Deena Johnson #THEM!!!! #my heart #future fic

[birdbath09]

hi I used to have an old account on here but errmmm I deleted it for reasons . but I wanted a fresh start because it’s been forever so here I am!!

stuff about me I guess

My name is Robin or Mike. You can call me either, or Rob, or Robbie, or Michael, it doesn’t matter much to me. I also use he/him pronouns!

I really love byler and st. They’ve been my spinterest since about September of 2022 :)

My favorite movie is The Truman Show, although it used to be Back to the Future

My favorite bands are Weezer and The Aubreys (warning I am a Finn Wolfhard fanatic!) and my favorite song is Say it Ain’t So

I enjoy most media Finn has been in (I primarily like The Goldfinch but I’ve seen other movies he’s been in like IT and The Turning)

I also draw! Mostly byler. I’ll probably post art here time to time BUT my instagram account is @/birdbath09 !! I am super active there and that’s also where like all of my byler art is for the most part

That’s all for now, thanks for reading! :)

#crazy ass intro post #I kind of missed tumblr but also I’m scared to be here #um but anyway . hi

[recordsfm]

╰   ☆  ◞  dylan minnette / cis man / he/him  ———  no way is that ASHLEY DIMARCO? you know they’re TWENTY-FOUR YEARS OLD and they’ve been in los angeles for THREE MONTHS. they’re chillin’ as a ASSISTANT MUSIC PRODUCER for PINNACLE RECORDS. oh and they’re notoriously known for being STUBBORN but there are some people who have seen them be CREATIVE. i heard they’re a part of a BAND called THE WALLETS, yeah they’re a SINGER/GUITARIST. to be honest they sound a lot like BRADEN BALES & WALLOWS. they’re actually A RISING STAR.

PART ONE: STATISTICS. 

basic information:

FULL NAME: Ashley Jett DiMarco

NICKNAME(S): Ash

AGE: 24

DATE OF BIRTH: June 3rd 1999

PLACE OF BIRTH: New York City

GENDER: Cismale

PRONOUNS: he/him

ORIENTATION: Bisexual

LANGUAGE(S) SPOKEN: English

NEIGHBOURHOOD: Los Angeles

LIVING ARRANGEMENTS: Roommates with twin sister.

family ties:

MOTHER: Natalie DiMarco

GRANDMOTHER: Abigail Anderson

FATHER: Elliott Anderson DiMarco

SIBLINGS: Amity DiMarco

SPOUSE / PARTNER: none

CHILDREN: none

PETS: 1 cat named Eevee

occupational information:

OCCUPATION: Assistant Music Producer at Pinnacle Records

answer only if your character is a musician:

NAME OF THEIR ACT: Wallets

SO THEY PLAY INSTRUMENTS? IF SO WHAT?: Keyboard and guitar

HOW LONG HAVE THEY BEEN A PART OF THE ACT?: 10 years

ARTIST INFLUENCES: Bob Dylan, Weezer, and too many to count

CURRENT MONTHLY SPOTIFY/APPLE MUSIC LISTENS ON AVERAGE: 510.2 K

personality:

WESTERN ZODIAC: Gemini

CHINESE ZODIAC: Rabbit

POSITIVE TRAITS: Creative, Thoughtful, Chivalrous

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Stubborn, Anxious, Shy

HOBBIES: Origami, video editing, playing guitar and keyboard, drinking

PART TWO: QUESTIONNAIRE. 

IF YOUR MUSE IS A MUSICIAN:

start at the beginning, who are you and why are you important?

"Hi, uh, my name is Ash DiMarco, and I'm one of the founding members of The Wallets."

how long have you been making music?

"Well music kinda runs in my family, so it's been a part of my life forever. I mean my mom literally was pregnant on tour. But uh, when I was about 13 I started to really take it seriously. It's around this time when I begged my older cousin to be in my band and well, that's how this kinda all started."

how would you describe the kind of music you make?

"It's definitely indie rock. A little bit of pop, a touch of singer- songwriter vibes."

who are some of your biggest musical influences?

"Well obviously my mom was a huge influence on me, considering how amazing she really is. And many of her influences too, for obvious reasons, but I really draw from like blackbear, Jeremy Zucker, Jon Bellion, the 1975, Wombats, you know very alt artists that are just extremely talented and lyrical geniuses. "

what is the first record you ever bought?

"Make believe by weezer"

what has working in the music industry meant to you thus far in your career?

"I haven't been as successful as some of the members of my family, but I really love this industry. There's so much that goes into making an album or doing a show that I dont think people realize, and that's kinda what I love about it. I love how much work it really takes."

what are some stand out moments from your career so far?

"Well out music videos are what I really love and are most proud of."

how would you describe your style of performance? what makes your shows worth seeing?

Awkward. The Wallets only did one tour in ten years. With local shows few and far between, and it was all because of him. The anxiety he felt on stage. "Well, we don't do a lot of shows, so..." He gave a small chuckle hoping they would move on.

what are you still hoping to achieve in your career, and what’s next for you?

Ash took a long pause, thinking about the future, what he wanted. And the truth was he didn't know. Wallets was crumbling, every member moving on in separate directions, and here he was. clinging to the music industry, cause it's all he really knew. "Sky's the limit."

#sonicfm:intro

[dyke-ulaura]

idk mendel sucks at his job jokes are on the same level as the whizzer/weezer stuff to me. slightly higher only because they can be funny when there’s a little more thought behind them but they’ve mostly been done to death

#‘oh boy this guy really didn’t help those patients 🤣🤣’ #yes we know. we all watched the same show.

[blairwitchapologist]

making jokes about weezer is funny but i don’t understand why they’ve been cast as like the “ultimate incel band” when teen suicide exists

#i’m not saying that the members of teen suicide are incels #i don’t know them personally so idk #but i have been to a few teen suicide shows and the crowds there… #also i know i could’ve used negative xp for this but like. yeah duh #he’s literally in the incel documentary

[cowpokefuckingdied]

Music hot takes

Steely Dan, Devo, and Talking Heads are peak autism music. Their music is universally understood as pretty good but if any of these are your favorite band you’re on the spectrum

King Gizzard is for guys who had a Weezer phase and currently have undiagnosed ADHD (mild). Important to note that this guy isn’t a stoner he’s a cannabis enthusiast (more annoying about it)

Punk has been dead for 30 years and most of the influential bands sucked but that’s okay. It was always more about the energy than musical talent

Ghost is pretty much just Kiss but WITH musical talent. I get that the image doesn’t really match the sound with a lot of their songs but you just know they’re having fun

Nashville deserves to be glassed for what they’ve done to the music industry

Metal is probably the only genre that every time a band gets experimental it has to be classified as a new subgenre because a lot of metal fans use pretentiousness as a mask for insecurity

Tool is awesome but they have some Rick and Morty ass fans. It’s either a midwit who thinks he’s a genius because he memorized some blurb about time signatures from a Pitchfork article or some guy who thinks he’s connected to the universe because his DMT induced “ego death” gave him a superiority complex (he was an asshole before too)

If you get all of your music taste and opinions from /mu/ you will never feel the touch of a woman

A song being complicated doesn’t make it good and a song being simple doesn’t make it bad. That’s why one guy with a guitar can be a successful musician and why Primus has maybe six good songs and the rest is just Les Claypool jerking off

Sometimes the music isn’t bad you just aren’t the target audience

#music

[professorlonic]

sorry (not sorry) long ass astral guard post again, have it on my mind constantly :P

going through the folders for table talk and found these axis sprites >:)

think i remember seeing these in the famous rpgmaker 2k3 sale video but also thinking about how this might’ve been a big influence on how i draw Axis’s hair now. Always liked how it goes up to one side (cowlick?) but actually used his updated face sprites when working on that weezer parody

think i peaked on his hair with this one

idk if the cowlick is technically a canon design anymore though?

still dig his hair even if not but noticed its not as prominent in the table talk title screen/promo and some more recent axis art

think for the longest time i’ve always been drawing his hearing aids with the antenna thingy at an angle which might’ve been based on older teasers though i think its straight now

I think i also tend to draw Axis a bit chubbier now too?, and i think that might’ve been party inspired by his proportions in the 2021 teaser? Think Axis is more twinkish in actuality but idk i think a little chub suits him 😆

I really love referencing old art particularly when drawing astral guard stuff sometimes, like in the piece with Sear and Coda, Axis in the background has a headset inspired by an old rpgmakercola piece with axis in it (unfortunately cant find it right now)

and on a non axis related note, referenced sears old poncho design when doing that steel ball run parody

(the steel ball run volume cover parody is still probably my favorite astral guard fanart i’ve done so far)

Also I haven’t the faintest idea where i got it from??? I dont remember ever seeing earrings on Voleric but in that second ever astral guard fanart I did i gave him earrings for some reason??? Not a bad look i must admit but I cant remember if that was a creative choice on my part or not.

Always been obsessed with concept art and seeing the old designs for these characters and how they’ve changed over the course of its development is just so fascinating to me. 

also look at this old piece (they’re so cute oml 🥺 )

And also seeing how much punkitts artstyle has changed over the course of its development??? Its so inspirational seeing how much it has, i’ve loved their artstyle since i first saw astral guard but like just LOOK at this early piece of Axis compared to something more recent

:D

LIKE LOOK AT THIS??? THIS SHIT IS SO COOL!!!!!

like you can TELL that they’re pouring their heart and soul and so much love into this project and its just so inspirational and awesome and i dont know if  i can ever fully express just how much I love seeing how this project has been developing and how much I will love the end result.

Like I would consider myself a relatively melancholic person, and have had a bit of trouble paying attention to the things I like about stuff?? but Astral Guard really has made me start like genuinely trying to just find and enjoy those things?? Don’t really know how to explain it 😆

hope these posts dont get like too annoying, and there will probably be many more long ass blog posts like this but like I do get so much joy seeing punkitts art and im so excited to see what they have in store for not only astral guard but just anything else in the future.

#my posts #real long again sorry #i just really like punkitts art and astral guard if you couldn't tell already

[denvcrs]

/ michael cimino, cisman+ he/him / i wonder if the killer will go after denver castillo did you know their family is known for being a foreign ambassador married to an heiress . i heard they’re worth like 4 million dollars and everyone knows they are a ph.d candidate at stanford all by the age of  twenty-five! they’ve been pompous  for as long as i can remember so unless them being vigorous somehow outweighs that i’d steer clear of the full time student . i’ve heard them say they don’t remember when the collector was around but they’re a scorpio who spends an outrageous amount of money on movie props so who knows if that’s true. 

BASICS ――

name: denver eduardo castillo narvaez

dob:  november 17th, 1997

zodiac: scorpio

gender: cisman

hometown: mexico city, mexico 

sexual orientation: bisexual

age: 25

drinking/smoking/drugs: yes/yes/no

languages: english, spanish, french, portuguese, & german

likes: cooking, baking, reading, astrology, rock music, action films, sitcoms, basketball, playing guitar, falling in love, sports cars, and star-trek.

dislikes: horror films, weezer, reality tv, tik-tok, vanilla scented things, seafood, small talk, having his competence questioned, the color orange, and, carrots.

THE STORY ――

his father, armando castillo made a small fortune as a director of communications & institutional relations for the biggest mining company in mexico before venturing -buying his way - into politics. his mother, gloria narvaez is an actress and the only daughter of a big-shot developer in puerto rico. the couple met when she was 27 and he was 45 and got married after five months of dating. everyone knows their marriage was born out of convenience rather than love; she enjoys being a millionaire's arm candy and he uses her connections to further his business ventures. two years into their marriage she gave birth to their first and only child, denver castillo.

with riches and resources at his fingertips, the boy molded the world to his liking. he was naturally gifted at science and math, earning a spot in the gifted program in the best private school in mexico city. the boy excelled in every class while managing to maintain popularity among his peers. he was the 'golden boy', handsome, smart, and with an arrogance that was just likable enough to charm his way out of any trouble. most people wanted to be him, date him, or at the very least befriend him.

growing up, he never had a good relationship with his parents. his dad saw him as an asset instead of a son, while his mother would rather drink red wine at the country club than take care of her child. he tries to earn their attention by being the best at everything he does -- and for the most part it works. they pat him on the back and brag about his accomplishments to their friends and colleges. he supposes it makes up for the missed piano recitals and birthday parties he spent with the nannies.

when denver was fifteen, armando castillo was appointed ambassador of mexico to the united states of america, forcing his entire family to relocate to a different country. he spent the rest of his teenage years in california kicking ass at the best private school in the state. everyone knew denver was meant to be a politician just like his dad, he’d been trained for it since birth. however, after a night of partying, he ended up drunk out of his mind on someone’s lawn. with his head spinning and pupils dilated he stared up at the stars in awe. he didn’t want to follow agendas or create rules that would end up fucking up the world, he wanted to learn. learn everything he could about space and the very planet he was living on. and just like that his path was re-written. 

the rest of his academic career was dedicated to astrophysics. graduating at the top of his high school class and getting accepted into stanford university. years later he graduated with honors and got accepted into the ph.d program at the school. he doesn't have time to worry about serial killers because he's too busy trying to fulfill his dream of working at NASA. 

PERSONALITY ――

don’t let the the good hair and sex appeal fool you, this boy is a fucking nerd. he loves partying but not as much as he loves staying home and watching crash course on youtube. he also has a deep love for star wars and star-trek; a good chunk of his trust fund is spent on collector's items from his favorite franchises.

denver has never met a sentence he doesn’t want to interrupt. he tries to conceal his know-it-all attitude but that's hard to do when you think you're the smartest person in the room. the arrogance is not unfounded, he's been at the top of his class since pre-school and has dedicated his entire life to his academic career. denver values knowledge above everything, including money. he respects people based on their smarts rather than net-worth.

despite his flaws he’s a caring person at heart. money never spoiled him, to the contrary, he gives everything to the people he deems his friends. he doesn’t have much of a family so he holds on to his friends with a love that knows no limits. loyal to a fault, he can be reckless with his life if it means protecting the ones he loves. he wears his heart on his sleeve and puts too much of himself into his relationships.   

 he’s never been good at taking ‘no’ for an answer. if something is in his way, he moves it. if there’s no space, he makes some.  he can be a bit of drama queen when he doesn’t get his way.

WANTED CONNECTIONS | PINTEREST | PLAYLIST

#introduction. #if u see any typos.... close your eyes.

[satorus-leftarm]

i have beats, right? they’ve been through my mom, my dad and now they’re mine.

at the beginning, everything sounded great!

but NOW- oml let me tELL YOU-

they hate weezer!!!! they HATE my FAVOURITE band- i- OFFENCE- like everything sounds fine until a weezer song comes on and it sounds like its coming out of a fUCKING TIN CAN- IT HURTS MY FEELINGS- i hate this smmmm T^T

#tate’s bs

[filterpermanentlyattached]

…And the Final Curtain

Another primarily Eve and Flynn centric episode, but I’ll do my best.

The internet is gone. Say hello to 1995. Is it sad that I remember my family’s first computer and when we finally got internet, the dial up, and the first music video I ever watched on the internet? It was Weezer’s Buddy Holly. And it was only a couple of years after 1995.

Walking around in the time machine room and of course there is a Tardis, Ezekiel would have lost it if he’d been there. Cassandra getting excited about how there maybe was a dinosaur her. Ezekiel’s face that the thought of Jenkins in a midlife crisis had me chuckling. Ezekiel nodding along when Eve says they’ve trained for that, like he was thinking, no one is going to leave me unsupervised, so sure, whatever you say. The boys counting after the orb explodes? A little heartbreaking.

Cassandra identifying the ship name for Eve & Flynn was adorable. They really are her parents.

Ezekiel reminding them all how he is such a good thief by simply telling them what to look for so they can find another clue. And of course, they find one.

Them all being shocked about Ezekiel knowing about Midsummer Nights’ Dream. But when he says there was a movie, they all just nod like it makes so much more sense. On one hand, I completely believe he would have watched the movie. On the other, it shouldn’t be that hard to believe that he read a book.

I do like the trio that is Eve, Flynn, & Moriarty.

Moriarty being so upset that he tried to drown Eve that he lets his own life be forfeit and Flynn comforting him as he lays dissolving and tells him the final piece that he needs to know.

It’s about how becoming the hero is that much sweeter, when no one expects you to. Oh sweetie that is so fitting for you. You have always been a hero.

Steal something shiny, leave it somewhere…interesting, for me to find. Never change Jones. Why would I? I, uh, still don’t like you. Likewise. That was so sweet still. Ezekiel giving a positive very him farewell to Eve and then turning around and making sure Flynn knew, that since the man had never really been nice to or accepted him, he too, would not do that for him. It was just their thing. It was nice to have that sweet but still normal interaction from them.

Poor Cassandra. She had to lose her found parents in such a devastating way.

All of them going together to the door to see the “new” sign. Time delay metallergic cryptography. How was no one impressed Ezekiel knew what that was? Boy is so smart and they just gloss right over it.

Jones, magical crime. I’m pretty sure he was already covering that, but it’s nice that they are at least trying to utilize the skills they know he has. And of course he would have to rub it into Stone by saying Finally, permission to steal anything we want, boy was just trying to get a rise out of Stone and it worked.

#the librarians #ezekiel jones

[socialjetlags]

╰   ☆  ◞  lee taeyong / cismale / he/him  ———  no way, is that JOEL CHO? you know, they’re 28 YEARS OLD and they’ve been in los angeles for THREE YEARS. they’re chillin’ as a MUSICIAN. oh and they’re notoriously known for being OBSESSIVE but there are some people who have seen them be HUMOROUS. i heard they’re a part of a BAND called ELECTRIC JUNE, yeah they’re a VOCALIST & BASSIST. to be honest they sound a lot like WATERPARKS & I DON’T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME. they’re actually A RISING STAR.

I. BASICS.

FULL NAME: joel cho / cho juhwan.

NICKNAME(S): mchale (in reference to a popular actor he shares his first name with, joel mchale), slimer (after the ghostbusters character—was given to him after he dyed his hair neon green, and it has unfortunately stuck ever since).

AGE: 28.

DATE OF BIRTH: june 13, 1995.

PLACE OF BIRTH: greensboro, north carolina.

GENDER: cisgender male.

PRONOUNS: he/him.

ORIENTATION: bisexual.

LANGUAGE(S) SPOKEN: english, some korean.

NEIGHBORHOOD: los angeles.

LIVING ARRANGEMENTS: lives in a 2-bedroom unit in the downtown lofts with a roommate he met through a friend of a friend of a friend (wanted connection).

II. FAMILY TIES.

MOTHER: diana yeom, schoolteacher. tumultuous relationship. she was a great mother to joel as he was growing up & she still loves him dearly, but often struggles to understand his motives/what it is that he wants out of life, and was particularly upset when he decided to move to los angeles with his band. they've been at odds ever since.

FATHER: john cho, attorney. tumultuous relationship. he was a decent father to joel as he was growing up, but it a very "traditional" man and had a lot to say both to and about joel as he got more and more into music/performing. not thrilled about joel's decision to make music his career end-goal. calls once a month, sends money on occasion.

SIBLINGS: phoebe cho, younger sister. two years younger than joel, but you'd think it were the other way around. she's always been the more responsible, mature and intelligent of the two, and you could say that joel feels a little bit inferior to her. they were still pretty close while they were growing up. nowadays, they've let themselves drift apart.

PETS: none at the moment, but he's interested in getting one.

III. OCCUPATION INFO.

OCCUPATION: musician.

NAME OF THEIR ACT: electric june.

THEIR ROLE IN THE ACT: vocalist, occasional bassist or guitarist depending on the demands of the song.

HOW LONG HAVE THEY BEEN A PART OF THE ACT?: about 11 years, though the band has undergone many name changes, lineup changes, and sound changes throughout that time period.

ARTIST INFLUENCES: third eye blind, blink-182, jimmy eat world, the goo goo dolls, weezer, so on & so forth—a variety of alt rock & pop punk influences.

CURRENT MONTHLY SPOTIFY LISTENERS: 312k.

IV. APPEARANCE.

FACE CLAIM: lee taeyong.

HAIR COLOR: naturally black, usually dyed an unnatural color; currently a rusty red-brown tone.

EYE COLOR: dark brown.

HEIGHT: 174cm, 5ft9.

BUILD: admittedly scrawny, slightly defined muscles.

TATTOOS: a variety of small ones on his torso, arms & legs; details tbd.

PIERCINGS: triple lobes in both ears, double helix in the left.

CLOTHING STYLE: a lot of baggy, bright streetwear; particularly fond of the brands stray rats & chinatown market. wears a lot of loose cargos with oversized t-shirts, accessorized with bucket hats and jewelry.

DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS: fried hair from over-bleaching, a textured scar said to resemble a rose right beside his right eye.

V. PERSONALITY.

MBTI: esfp, the performer.

ELEMENT: air.

WESTERN ZODIAC: gemini.

CHINESE ZODIAC: pig.

POSITIVE TRAITS: creative, diligent, compassionate, humorous, friendly, chatty (is this a good thing?), decisive, loyal.

NEGATIVE TRAITS: unserious, obsessive, fickle, prone to excessive rumination, insecure, neurotic.

HOBBIES: building intricate plastic models, self-sabotage, bowling, performing stand-up comedy at open mic nights, writing comedy sketches that he'll never use, forgetting his bit halfway through a performance, saying he'll never perform stand-up comedy again and then getting right back at it five days later, caving, reading tarot cards.

VI. WANTED CONNECTIONS.

ROOMMATE: someone joel met through a friend of a friend of a friend when they both happened to be looking for a roommate at the same time; they met once & liked each other just enough to sign a lease together. they're about halfway through their lease now & have a better idea of who they're each dealing with. this can be either a positive or negative dynamic.

INNER CIRCLE: a few good friends; most of whom joel probably met when he moved to los angeles in early 2021. they know all of his bad habits/cycles, and have been irritated by him more times than they could count on both hands, but they're still friends all the same. he loves these people.

FLAVOR OF THE MONTH: the person joel's currently infatuated with. probably not going to go anywhere, as he's fickle with his feelings & is prone to losing interest when the target of his affection shows reciprocation; but for now, he's having a good time trying to rizz them up.

QUESTIONNAIRE.

start at the beginning, who are you & why are you important?

"me? i'm joel cho—frontman of the band electric june." when he grins, it's all teeth. an attempt to charm, a fear that he won't succeed. "before electric june, i was just a bored kid in north carolina. there's not much to me besides this, but i'd say i'm doing a damn good job at making something out of it. i guess that's why i'm important, huh?"

how long have you been making music?

"uh, let me think..." he makes a show out of counting on his hands, brow furrowed in faux concentration. he knows damn well that his answer's going to be tacky, irritating. he doesn't mean to be, just is. it's in his nature. "since birth, i guess? my mom says i was singing before i could talk, but i'm sure that's an exaggeration... still, i was probably six when i wrote my first song. not that it was good or anything. and i started playing music with other people at fourteen, so fourteen years ago."

how would you describe the kind of music you make?

"it's like a fever dream. during production, i like to layer in a lot of interesting sounds—glittery sounds, you could say, like... like... a phone ringing, but i'll muffle and distort it, then turn it way down, so it's something in the background and something that might confuse the person listening into thinking it's in their environment rather than in the song. other times i'll layer in birds chirping, or a wind chime; stuff that adds dimension, but it never really sounds like what it is." he pauses, cracks his knuckles. thinks to straighten his posture; doesn't. "do you get what i'm saying? anyway—it's kind of rock, kind of pop. there's a lot of synth in it. what else can i say? it's electric june. a sound of its own."

who are some of your biggest musical influences?

"uh, honestly... i try not to be influenced by anyone else. if i had to name one, though... i don't know, the first ones that comes to mind are the cocteau twins and grimes."

what is the first record you ever bought?

"shit, i don't know. maybe in love and death by the used? or something from my chemical romance? something tacky, for sure."

what has working in the music industry meant to you thus far in your career?

"everything," he claims, back to his earlier ear-to-ear grin. there's a mischievous look in his eyes, like he's telling a lie; but his tone is sincere. "this is all that i've ever wanted to do, and it's finally starting to pay most of the bills. i've learned a lot from working in this industry, though, like... you have to throw away your pride to be a musician. to an extent, at least, or you'll get caught up in a lot of stupid shit. it's never that serious."

what are some stand-out moments from your career so far?

"at my sister's wedding, one of her husband's distant relatives recognized me as the singer of electric june. that was nuts."

what are you still hoping to achieve in your career?

"being financially comfortable would be nice. a hollywood star... is that too much to ask for? i don't know, i'll be grateful for whatever good things come my way."

what's next for you?

"taking over the worldustry... do you know what i mean?"

#sonicfm:intro

[motownfiction]

island

Sometimes, when Emma leaves her iPod on the kitchen table, Will doesn’t return it right away. He likes to listen to her favorite songs instead.

He’s not trying to snoop. He’s not trying to be invasive. If anyone knows how personal and guarded one’s music taste is, it’s him. When his mother caught him listening to MC5 for the first time, he was humiliated. But it’s just not like that with either Emma or Elenore. Musically, they’ve always been pretty open, even when Will and Lucy hated what they had to share. He could barely stand Elenore’s brief infatuation with “Walkin’ on the Sun,” and when Emma played him a song called “So Contagious” last fall, he questioned whether he’d done enough good rock ‘n’ roll time with her.

But Will never said a word. He never wants the girls to feel bad about anything they like, especially music. Sam would be disappointed if he found out anyone was judging anyone’s taste in music. He’d be particularly mad if they were judging a teenager.

Every teenager has a right to discover bullshit, he said once, after Elenore got caught knowing the words to “I Want a New Drug.” It’s a rite of passage. You think I was into The Lemon Pipers because they were good? No, I was into The Lemon Pipers because I was thirteen. The second I turned fourteen, boom. No more Lemon Pipers. I’d moved on from that jelly jungle of orange marmalade. Straight to tangerine dreams and marmalade skies. No, I don’t know who was copying whom. You’d gotta think The Lemon Pipers were ripping from John. You know, Will? You know?

Will smiles. He wonders what Sam would think about him giving Emma’s iPod a listen. He’d probably act like he was against it, but in the end, he’d be curious about her favorite songs, too. In a way, this is a favor to Sam. He never got to see Emma develop her own taste in music. Now that she’s fourteen, Will thinks he owes it to Sam to find out.

He picks up the iPod and notices she paused in the middle of a Weezer song. “Island in the Sun.” Will smiles a little more and pops the earbuds in. He’s always liked this song. It’s mellow. Cool. The kind of song he would have loved to listen to with Sam in the backyard on the Fourth of July while they ate hot dogs and laughed about how old they’d allowed themselves to get.

But the song doesn’t make Will sad.

It makes him happy.

Happy that Emma would choose a song that Sam would have liked so much.

Happy that Emma loves music, too.

Happy that he gets to be alive to hear his girls’ favorite songs.

#drabble #writeblr #ch: will o'connor #ch: sam doyle #ch: emma o'connor #year: 2009