#we thought it was daft punk but it turned out to be these 2

[whovianwatchingstartrek]

A Whovian Watches Star Trek for the First Time: Part 086 - The Andorians and the Tellarites

Star Trek: Enterprise - Season 4 Episode 12 - Babel One

We open with Shran in a bit of a pickle, His ship is in a bad state. Apparently the Tellarites have attacked him, and the ship needs to be abandoned.

After the intro we see Hoshi arguing with Archer about her room. At first I thought something was wrong because they're all just really childish complaints, but turns out they're just RPing to prepare Archer to talk to the Tellarite Ambassador. Apparently, Tellarite culture is all about arguing, so these kinds of insults are considered good form. This is a good old we need to help negotiate to prevent a war situation.

I can tell I'm going to have fun with these guys, their style of negotiations are so counter to what you expect, it's just a good ground for comedy! This episode got a some good laughs out of me.

While Enterprise is transporting the Tellarite ambassadors, they pick up Shran's Distress call, and bring the Andorian Crew aboard, apparently there are only 19 survivors.

Shrans ship genuinely was attacked by Tellarites, and it appears to be a more advanced ship than the Tellarites, meaning the Tellarites have been preparing new weapons while talking about negotiations.

Suddenly on the way back to drop the survors of Shrans crew on Andoria, Enterprise is attacked by an Andorian ship, and one that doesn't stand down after finding out there are Andorians aboard. According the Shran, several andorians ships have gone missing over the years, and the shielding was set up different from the Andorian standard. It would appear someone is out to kill both sets of ambassadors and provoke a war. The data from both the ship that attacked enterprise and the ship that attacked Shran's ship are identical

Trying to negotiate around two hostile species while the true enemy is unknown is a great plotline, it's a fun mystery to unravel. After a bit of discussion we cut to the ship in question, and we see it's owned by dudes in the same clothes as the guy that V'Las was working for earlier in the season. Also the ship is piloted by this Daft-Punk looking guy.

I just love this ships interior design, and how it's wires and machinery are just raw and exposed. And the pilot's helmet is just beautiful, It kinda reminds me of the Renegade Dalek Battle Computer Helmet from Remembrance of the Daleks. At the end of the episode, we gind out this ship is entirely remotely piloted, and this control room is on some planet, but I still loved the design.

Enterprise reaches the ship, and tries to hail them, but they get no response, so Reed and Trip transport a team aboard to investigate. The Ship opens fire on Enterprise, so everyone needs to be extracted one at a time. The Transporter goes offline however, so Trip and Reed are stuck there, and Enterprise needs to retreat. The ship decided that Enterprise has seen too much, and starts hunting for them.

Apparently, the ship uses similar technology to the Romulan minefield back in Season 2, which is a bit of a big reveal. Is this one of their ships? I remember back in that episode, T'Pol recognised the name "Romulan" but refused to elaborate, and if these are the same guys V'Las was working with to reunite with Vulcans, there's got to be some shared history here. And why would they be trying to stir up a war between the Andorians and the Tellarites?

Crack Theory time:

Way back in Shockwave, Daniels mentioned the future fedaration was formed in response to the "Romulan Star Empire". From various other meetings with Daniels, we also know that the Andorians and the Tellarites will be critical members for founding this federation, and that can't exactly happen if they're on speaking terms. We also know that at least one faction in the Temporal Cold War was trying. Perhaps the Temporal Cold war isn't as finished as the season opener led us to believe and one of the factions is trying to stir up that War between the Tellarites and the Andorians, and puppeteering the Romulans in the same way other factions were puppeteering the Suliban than the Xindi?

That's my theory on where this plot thread is going, anyway.

We also get a lot of Trip and Malcolm exploring the ship, trying to find any semblance of a breathable atmosphere. The Romulan Ship's pilots find out about Trip and Malcom's presence. Meanwhile, Shran attemps to take over Enterprises security, because he still suspects the Tellarites are responsible. He launches an attack on the Tellarite Ambassadors, and Enterprise's crew find out that the ship is capable of perfectly mimicing other ships, confirming that ship is responsible for both attacks. Archer however does convince Shran to stand down.

I loved this episode, I'm excited to where this arc is going, the Mimic Ship is such a good idea, and I can't wait to find out how all of this ties together! Also it's always great to see Shran!

#whovian watching star trek #star trek #star trek enterprise #star trek ent #enterprise #star trek: enterprise #ent

[branzycrafted]

CERTIFIED CLOWNPIERCE FICTIVE PLAYLIST(TM)!!

Aka @clownpierced's playlist :D Cause mine was before this one and I did both of ours fhfjjs

Again!! Not all the songs are on Spotify and some might be specific versions so that's why there's also the YouTube one with all of the proper songs

(And yeah we have like most of these songs in common but y'know)

[Spotify playlist]

[YouTube playlist]

Tracklist:

1. Dr. Sunshine Is Dead (Will Wood)

2. Thermodynamic Lawyer Esq, G.F.D. (Will Wood)

3. BlackBoxWarrior - OKULTRA (Will Wood)

4. Ruler Of Everything (Tally Hall)

5. & (Tally Hall)

6. Turn Off The Lights (P!ATD)

7. A Gorey Demise (Creature Feature)

8. ENTER: A BEGINNER'S GUIDE TO FAKING YOUR DEATH (Jhariah)

9. DEBT COLLECTOR (Jhariah)

10. Whose Eye Is It Anyway??? (Jhariah)

11. BAD LUCK! (Jhariah)

12. Flight Of The Crows (Jhariah)

13. Punk Tactics (Joey Valence & Brae)

14. Bad Romance (Halestorm)

15. Bitches (MSI)

16. Blame (Bastille)

17. Blood // Water (grandson)

18. Left Behind (DAGames)

19. Break My Mind (DAGames)

20. Just Gold (Caleb Hyles)

21. I Got No Time (CG5)

22. Control (Social Repose cover/mashup ver.)

23. Darkside (Neoni)

24. Brittle Bones Nicky (Rare Americans)

25. DESTROYA (MCR)

26. Everybody Likes You (Lemon Demon)

27. My Ordinary Life (The Living Tombstone)

28. Everybody Loves Me (OneRepublic)

29. Are You Satisfied? (MARINA)

30. brutal (Olivia Rodrigo)

31. Ballad Of The Lonely Hearts (BVB)

32. Achilles Come Down (Gang Of Youths)

33. Dysphoric (Cavetown)

34. Goodbye (Bo Burnham)

35. Body (Mother Mother)

36. Freak Show (SIO)

37. Gasoline (Halsey)

38. Goodbye, My Danish Sweetheart (Mitski)

39. Sweet Hibiscus Tea (Penelope Scott)

40. Little Lion Man (Mumford & Sons)

41. No Children (The Mountain Goats)

42. Mr. Brightside (The Killers)

43. My Alcoholic Friends (The Dresdin Dolls)

44. New Americana (Halsey)

45. Nobody's Hero (BVB)

46. Told Ya So (Get Scared)

47. Sarcasm (Get Scared)

48. Hail To The King (Avenged Sevenfold)

49. Requiem (Avenged Sevenfold)

50. Hokus Pokus (ICP)

51. My Axe (ICP)

52. Spy? (WHOKILLEDXIX)

53. I Can't Decide (The Scissor Sisters)

54. Killer (The Ready Set)

55. Fighter (Jack Stauber)

56. Teen Idle (MARINA)

57. Enemy (Imagine Dragons)

58. Honey I'm Home (Ghost and Pals)

59. Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger (Daft Punk)

60. The Horror And The Wild (The Amazing Devil)

61. Farewell Wanderlust (The Amazing Devil)

62. Liar Liar (Burn In Hell) (The Used)

63. Prisoner (James Arthur)

64. Renegades (X Ambassadors)

65. Resurrect The Sun (BVB)

66. Revived (Derivakat)

67. Casino Royale (Derivakat)

68. Scotty Doesn't Know (Lustra)

69. Bitchboy (The Oozes)

70. Fuck Away The Pain (Divide The Day)

71. Royals (Lorde)

72. Dear Diary, (BMTH)

73. Parasite Eve (BMTH)

74. Crucify Me (BMTH)

75. Alligator Blood (BMTH)

76. The Fox And The Wolf (BMTH)

77. sugar honey ice & tea (BMTH)

78. Welcome To The Black Parade (MCR)

79. Centuries (FOB)

80. Uma Thurman (FOB)

81. w.a.m.s. (FOB)

82. 20 Dollar Nosebleed (FOB)

83. West Coast Smoker (FOB)

84. Build God, Then We'll Talk (P!ATD)

85. Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time (P!ATD)

86. Emperor's New Clothes (P!ATD)

87. Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off (P!ATD)

88. There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet (P!ATD)

89. Victorious (P!ATD)

90. Bleed Magic (IDKHOW)

91. Absinthe (IDKHOW)

92. We Both Reached For The Gun (Chicago)

93. Combat Carousel (Nombra101)

94. ClownPierce's Theme (Nombra101)

95. Born To Win (Nombra101)

96. NOW'S YOUR CHANCE TO BE A (Tobt Fox)

97. Hello Kitty (Jazmin Bean)

98. ECHO (Crusher-P)

99. Karma (VocaCircus)

100. KING (Kanaria)

101. Mary On A Cross (Ghost)

102. Running Up That Hill (Loveless)

103. Blow My Brains Out (Tikkle Me)

104. Hayloft (Mother Mother)

105. Hayloft II (Mother Mother)

106. World's Smallest Violin (AJR)

107. Burn The House Down (AJR)

108. Bang! (AJR)

109. Eleanor Rigby (Remastered 2015) (The Beatles)

110. King For A Day (PTV)

111. Black Cat (Never Shout Never)

112. Thnks fr th Mmrs (FOB)

113. Ancient History (SIO)

114. Devil Town (Cavetown)

115. Love Like You (Caleb Hyles & Ashe cover)

116. Sweater Weather (The Neighborhood)

117. Strawberry Blond (Mitski)

118. My Demons (STARSET)

119. Lock Me Up (The Cab)

120. Teeth (5SOS)

121. Tear In My Heart (TOP)

122. Partners In Crime (SIO)

123. Save Yourself, I'll Hold Them Back (MCR)

124. The Last Of The Real Ones (FOB)

125. Wolf In Sheep's Clothing (SIO)

126. You're Gonna Go Far, Kid (The Offspring)

127. Angel With A Shotgun (The Cab)

128. Icarus (Bastille)

129. Crazy = Genius (P!ATD)

130. Fear & Delight (The Correspondents)

131. Starkiller (Bear Ghost)

132. Paper Planes (M.I.A.)

133. Do It All The Time (IDKHOW)

134. Devil I Know (Allie X)

135. Royalty (Connor Maynard)

136. Looking Like This (Lyre Le Temps)

137. Build Our Machine (DAGames)

138. The Devil's Swing (Fandroid & Caleb Hyles)

139. Kiss Me (Jazzotron vs Jamie Berry)

140. Swagger Stagger (Lucas Pittman)

#Bonking Pierce with a stick he'll reblog this #[''roll the dice!'' | 🎲.txt] #long post #Love how it's just my playlist with a few extra songs and minus the casino music and electro swing with some exceptions

[astorinx-writes]

I Think Astro Likes Synth-Pop: And Other Music Headcanons I Have

Music is everywhere. Some of us enjoy it as background noise to listen to while working on what we need to get done, others may have a dedicated interest in it. No matter where you fall, you would still say there’s at least one (or two) songs, artists, or genres that you prefer, right? Well, today, I thought I would talk a bit about my opinions (or “headcanons” as they’re called) regarding what I think (some) of the 2003 series cast would enjoy!

I should note as a disclaimer, that for the purposes of this post, I will be (for the most part) pulling from my pre-existing Rolodex of songs I know. I did try my best to do some research into new songs, but ultimately most of what’s mentioned here are songs I’ve already known and enjoyed for quite some time. And as an obvious aside, these choices are just my opinion, and you’re free to disagree with my picks or general direction. However, I do ask that you exercise some level of respect– if you’re thinking of replying with something rude or unnecessary, consider putting that energy into making your own blog post! But if you do have some kind suggestions or thoughts, feel free to reply to this post or shoot me an ask.

2003 Series

For starters, let’s talk about the show as a whole. Obviously, I can’t in this context talk about listening habits, but I will talk about songs and artists I generally gravitate towards.

I find for the most part, what constitutes an AB related song is 90% lyrical content and 10% instrumental/musical content. Some songs may not totally fit in the lyrical department, but the instrumental is good enough that I still consider it a decent fit. Other times, I find that only 1-2 lines in a song fit AB, in those cases, I tend to save those songs for use in my design posters over at @astorinx. When a song is a perfect fit, though, you best believe I’m thinking of ways I could turn it into an AMV, even if I never get around to actually making it.

Artists I tend to associate with AB are (typically) Washed Out and Tame Impala, but there are some other single songs that I do think fit. I did already make a video listing songs I think fit AB (which you can watch here) but here are some other picks:

Lorde – Bravado

Possibly, one of the oldest picks that’s stood the test of time. I knew the minute I heard this for the first time, it was a perfect fit for AB. Perhaps some may argue this isn’t a 100% snug fit, and I do see where you’re coming from, but I couldn’t possibly pass up a song that literally has the lyrics “I was raised up / To be admired, to be noticed” and  “I want the applause, the approval / The things that make me go…”

A song with somewhat similar theme would definitely have to be “Patience” by Tame Impala.

Daft Punk – Robot Rock

This is one of those songs I’m shocked I didn’t include originally. I mean, it has “robot” in the name, it’d be sacrilegious for me not to mention it! There isn’t much substance to this song from a lyrical standpoint, but I think that makes for a great fit because there’s less to get caught up in and more opportunity to daydream about whatever AB related thing you want. 10/10 would recommend for anyone just wanting a general vibe, or perhaps some good background music to accompany their fanfic writing.

Another song that isn’t plot-specific and relates to AB on a more general scale, I think, is “Dusk to Dawn On Lygon Street” by King Gizzard And The Lizard Wizard.

Crumb – Part III

For this pick, I decided to have it be a reference to my secret project (that I hope I’ll be starting on sometime next year, time, and psych knowledge be willing). Of course, I’m not going to spoil the entire plot, but all you need to know for this pick to make sense is that the fic basically surrounds/documents Astro’s time as a twenty-something in therapy.

What I like about this song so much is the lyrical content, especially with the lyrics “It’s just a feeling” repeated towards the latter half of the song. And of course, the painfully obvious “I could spend the day and think of all the ways…”. I guess you could argue that this song fits in with canon, but it’s those little details that really sold me on this being a great song for my project. It’s also a neo-psych song, so of course I couldn’t pass it up.

“Amor Fati” by Washed Out is also another song I think represents the project quite well!

Astro

Funny enough, I think Astro’s taste in my eyes has definitely changed over the years. Starting with Vivid Insomnia, my partner and I had written them off to be the most stereotypical pop punk emo fan there was. Then we had The Love Trilogy, where Astro infamously enjoyed quite a bit of artists like Frank Sinatra and Billie Holiday. But the most ironic thing about it now, is that I don’t actually think Astro listens to music all that much! At least not compared to say other characters in the series, or even myself. This isn’t to say I don’t think they like it or anything, but for them, I think it comes down to what’s the best to have on while cleaning or getting work done. Essentially, I think they’re the perfect candidate for being the president of the “music as background noise” club.

Another thing to consider, is a phenomenon that while I can’t say without foolproof evidence exists/happens to everyone, I’m certainly employing it here. And that is the concept of inheriting your parent(s) taste. In my opinion, I think the things our parents listened to while we grew up can be instrumental in what shapes our music taste and opinion. Of course, as I mentioned, this isn’t a given, and I’m sure plenty of people out there would argue their taste is nothing like their parents. But, for the purposes of this blog post, I think a lot of what Astro enjoys does at times hinge a little on what I think Tenma and O’shay enjoy.

So, what examples do I have? Well, let’s see!

Duran Duran – The Reflex

It’s hard to condense an entire decade into 1 genre, or even 1 genre into a single song or artist, but there’s something about “The Reflex” that fits so well that when I first heard it, it made me think, “oh yeah, Astro would surely fuck with this.” To me, this just screams music to clean your apartment to, and is surely one that they’re bopping along to while doing the dishes.

Two other songs I think are well worth consideration are “1999” by Prince and The Human League’s “(Keep Feeling) Fascination,” both of which were actually my top 2 picks about a year ago before I discovered “The Reflex”!

Crystal Waters – 100% Pure Love

One of the things I set out to not do while making this list, is to fall into clichés. So, for this pick, I decided instead of going with the obvious Daft Punk or Justice track, I’d pick something else, like “100% Pure Love.” What makes me think this would be a great pick for them is the fact that it’s (again) so gosh darn catchy, and falls well within the bounds of EDM that this second slot is meant to represent. Even though it is a bit… expected… lacking a better term, for Astro– a robot, to like EDM, I still can’t find a reason to suspect it wouldn’t be part of their Rolodex of genres they like.

“Do You Miss Me” by Jocelyn Enriquez and “Music Sounds Better With You” by Stardust are my 2 honorable mentions in this category.

Coldplay – The Scientist

Finally, for Astro, we go a little left field into the world of pop rock. Though there are many haters of this genre, I still find myself thinking this is the perfect fit for Astro. Sure, maybe artists like Nickelback and Imagine Dragons aren’t all that well regarded, but for this example I specifically chose Coldplay because for many they’re at least tolerable. As it pertains to Astro, however, any pop rock artist is fair game. I’d imagine if they couldn’t/didn’t fly and had to travel by car like the rest of us, this would be the soundtrack to the many a traffic jams they’d have to annoyingly sit through, thanking the stars that their morality prevents them from starting shit, fueled exclusively by road rage.

Of course, this isn’t the only pop rock song they enjoy, OneRepublic’s “Stop and Stare” and The Fray’s “Look After You” are part of the deal too.

Reno

I gotta be honest, y’all. I have no idea how this happened. But I think Reno and I have the exact same music taste. Though, I would go out on a limb and say that unlike me, Reno can certainly expand upon what he listens to, whereas I tend to just stick to what I already like, too picky to introduce anything new to the mix. Regardless, Reno’s quite the music lover. And he loves talking about his love for music even more. He may not be the guy to go to for a rather straightforward and concise song recommendation, but he’ll at least clue you in on what’s popping left of the radio dial. When he gets his own lab, he’s sure to have it filled to the brim with music posters of all kinds. It’d be hard to walk in and catch him doing anything else than at least hearing something good on vinyl.

Speaking of vinyl, here’s (some) songs off (some) albums you may find him spinning:

Tame Impala – Apocalypse Dreams

Similar to how I can’t make a list about 03 related songs and can’t leave out music with “robot” in the title, I can’t make a list about songs I think Reno likes and leave out the biggest artist of them all: Tame Impala. Just like yours truly, Reno is for sure Tame’s #1 fan, even though I think he’d probably be very opinionated about which Tame songs are best. Originally, I had intended to make “Endors Toi” my pick, but after considering my honorable mentions, I thought “Apocalypse Dreams” was the better choice because of how anthemic it is. I should also state the obvious that though Tame is Reno’s favorite, he is not the only neo-psych artist he listens to. Some other examples would be Animal Collective, GUM and, King Gizzard (though it should be noted that KGATLW has made music in many genres, but they are most known for their neo-psych songs).

The honorable mentions that inspired me to pick “Apocalypse Dreams” are “Desert Horse” by Melody’s Echo Chamber and “Billabong Valley” by King Gizzard.

Sleater-Kinney – What’s Mine Is Yours

For the longest time, I had reserved this spot for pop punk, and while I can’t say I don’t entirely disagree with it still being a genre Reno likes, I’m more inclined to think that just straight-up punk rock is the vibe. In this case, I’m dipping into the archives of what’s known as “Riot Grrl” a genre many see as “female punk” or even “feminist punk.” It should be noted that this genre had its heyday back in the 90s and while it still exists today, it certainly is not at the same popularity level that it once was. Especially when you consider most of the acts that pioneered the genre have either moved on to other adjacent genres, or have quit their acts altogether. As it pertains to Reno, however, what drives me to think this fits him is just based off the general idea that Reno just likes rock. Music with killer vocals and driving drums like “What’s Mine Is Yours” I think appeal to him to such a degree that it was hard to not want to make it the second pick, even if it meant overthrowing perhaps an MCR or Fall Out Boy song.

Some other songs within this genre that I think he’d like are “Bruise Violet” by Babes In Toyland, and “TKO” by Le Tigre.

Franz Ferdinand – The Dark Of The Matinée

Finishing off with our “Reno listens to rock” theming, we end with our final pick, indie rock. Something something indie rock is really catchy blah blah blah. At this point, I think it’s not hard to decipher why he likes it. I should stipulate, however, that when I talk about indie rock, I’m mostly thinking about it through the lens of the 2000s through acts like The Killers, Arctic Monkey’s, and The Strokes. Not to say that modern indie rock is trash, but I think for this blog post, it's safe to assume he’s more likely to be playing El Camino as opposed to Half Drunk Under A Full Moon.

Even though I just mentioned The Fratellis’ latest record, their debut, Costello Music, is far superior and has my first honorable mention “Doginabag.” My second one would be “Whoo! Alright, Yeah…Uh Huh” By The Rapture.

Retro

Of course, I couldn’t make a list of AB music headcanons and not talk about the only ship I have: Retro.

I would say over the years, the songs I’ve found that relate to Retro transcend genre and popularity, there’s just as many obscure hits as there are top 40 hits that describe their relationship best. For the 3 songs I've chosen for this post, they each satisfy a different viewpoint/angle to their dynamic, hopefully encapsulating them as best I can.

Jane Inc – Human Being

You can’t possibly have the beginning lyrics to your song be “Move it across my cheek / So I can pretend to be / A human being / Like I used to be” and have me not immediately think this is the perfect song to represent Retro. I mean, there isn’t a lyric or infliction that doesn’t represent them both to an almost alarming degree. Detractors I’m sure though would point out the line “Lips red and glittered / I make my hair bigger / Feel the fabric tight against my skin” and say it doesn’t apply, but no no no, that’s not a bug, that’s a feature. If you know me in any capacity, you know I headcanon Astro as nonbinary, and with that, I’ve opened myself up to seeing them in a lot more possibilities, two of which are them wearing makeup, and them (at least trying to be) a fashionista. If anything, that just makes this even more niche and feel like Ms Carlyn Bezic (AKA Jane Inc) read one of my fanfics and made a song about it (I’m being sarcastic, of course.)

One song I would’ve loved to have picked would’ve been “Dancing With You” also by Jane Inc, but at 7 minutes long, I knew I had to pick something shorter, and I’d say “Human Being” fits even more than “Dancing With You” anyway. So instead, it is my honorable mention along with the song I probably would’ve picked had I never listened to Jane Inc before, “Sunday Morning” by Maroon 5, and the timeless track that will always make me emo, “Paralyzed” by Washed Out.

Sleater-Kinney – Rollercoaster

youtube.com/watch?v=f2sJiDc1gzM (tumblr has a 10 video limit so you’ll have to click the link to listen to it instead, sorry!)

Another Sleater-Kinney pick, yes, but this one is dedicated (again) to my secret project. Again, I can’t say too much without spoiling the plot, but I will leave you with the lines “I’ll go at full boil / ‘Till you st-st-stop me later” and let you think about what it all could mean.

“Let’s Call It Love” similarly to “Dancing With You” was cut for being too long, but let it be known that the entire “Wasted all my fucking time” part of the song, “I’ve got a long time for love” and, “Show me your darkest side / And you better be my bloody match” are why this is an honorable mention. And guess what? “I Follow You” by Melody’s Echo Chamber is an honorable mention, too!

Tame Impala – Breathe Deeper

youtube.com/watch?v=gs-MtItyOFc

A theme that’s as old as I’ve been shipping Retro has got to be Astro’s insecurity. Now, this isn’t a post about psycho-analyzing Astro, so I’ll keep my thoughts short and brief, sadly without context or evidence. But Astro needs comfort. Ultimately, when push comes to shove, there are times when they certainly feel inadequate or just need a refresher on how great they are. But what they wish to receive, they simultaneously are willing to give back to others. Why I picked “Breathe Deeper” is specifically for its chorus:

(And she said) Seems you're coming on

Breathe a little deeper

Should you need to come undone

And let those colors run

Now you're having fun

So do this and get through this

And come find me when you're done

So we can be as one

Furthermore, during the beat switch up, the lines “We're both adults while we behave like children / Long as we got enough to keep on living” remind me of my project, even though I think this song works both within the project’s context, and out.

A song with a similar theme that I’ve picked is “Yam Yam” by No Vacation

Uran

Even though I don’t know nearly enough about Uran compared to Astro and Reno, I still, however, felt it only made sense to include her on this list. In my opinion, I see her listening habits as being somewhat in the middle between Astro’s extremity of it being wallpaper, and Reno’s extremity of it being inseparable from his being and one of his (many) hyper-fixations. She does like what she likes, but it’s more than just “get ready with me” songs, it’s the soundtrack to her drive around the city, what consoles her after having a rough time, and presumably what she takes with her on vacation.

You already know how this goes, here are my song picks!

Mako Ishino – 光の中で振り向くわたし

youtube.com/watch?v=a1vjcq-mZe8

I knew somewhat about city pop before making this post, but after getting recommended by the Discord server I’m in to make it a pick for Uran, I came to learn a bit more about it. Who knew it was so catchy! In my opinion, this reminds me a lot of the synth-pop that Astro enjoys, which I suppose makes this pick funny. Now, since I didn’t technically come up with this all on my own, I can’t say exactly why I think this fits, but if I had to guess, I’d say its popularity in Japan and just how good many of the songs are, is to blame. Overall, though, Uran… you have great taste.

2 other city pop songs I thought sounded great are “私達を信じていて” by Cindy and, Miki Matsubara’s “真夜中のドア/Stay With Me”

Rina Sawayama – STFU!

youtube.com/watch?v=XncZmUQqo1U

Listen… who is doing it like Ms. Sawayama? I think everything off her debut Sawayama is precisely what Uran is looking for. Pop, but make it edgy, a little experimental, and hella, hella catchy. In fact, she’s doing it so well, I struggled to find songs that were similar that I thought Uran would like (actually that’s low-key a lie, but I’m not putting inappropriate songs on this blog post). Regardless, Uran and I both know Rina slaps, and this song is the perfect FU to people who commit microaggressions against marginalized people.

Even though it was hard, I did manage to find some honorable mentions, which are “Hole Heart” by Pyra and “PUNCHLINE” by Jaguar Jonze

Fiona Apple – I Want You To Love Me

youtube.com/watch?v=N541HLPeG6Y

Hard to say what category this falls under. Some argue this is peak “tumblrina” (someone who’s a chronic Tumblr user) and others may say this is singer-songwriter at its best. Regardless, Fetch The Bolt Cutters, like Sawayama, is surely an album for [Uran’s] books. I think the driving pianos and lyrical content would strike a chord with her. But this genre as a whole can at times be a bit chill. I’m reminded of artists like Ingrid Michaelson and Sara Bareilles and can’t help but feel like they’re the perfect artists to play at work because the songs are generally inoffensive, and also relaxing enough to induce productivity. I say this to sort of explain, why I think this fits her because while I’ve talked a bit about more intense, rock-oriented songs, I’m not saying that’s all she enjoys, she can get into more “easy on the ears” stuff!

For a somewhat similar vibe and for the tumblrinas, I picked “Goodbye, My Danish Sweetheart” by Mitski and Sky Ferreira’s “Everything Is Embarrassing”

To Conclude

Like I mentioned earlier, these are all just my opinions, and they aren’t stagnant either. The more I listen and expose myself to, the more my thoughts may change. Perhaps I might come back to this in a year from now and think, “damn, what was I thinking?” But that’s the beauty of having headcanons! The fact that you can modify or improve upon them at any time means they’re ever-changing and always leaving with something new and exciting to chew over. So with that being said, I hope these picks got you thinking about your music HCs, or even listening habits. Perhaps, maybe you even left with a new song to bop to, or just something to pass along. Regardless, this was really fun (though just as nerve-wracking) to make, and maybe I’ll follow up with a part 2 if I think of music HCs for more characters!

If you want any of these songs on Spotify or YouTube, you’re in luck! I’ll be leaving links down below to playlists for each character/ship/topic we discussed today, including even more songs and genres than what we covered today. Click below and give it a spin!

03 Series

Spotify | YouTube

Astro

Spotify | YouTube

Reno

Spotify | YouTube

Retro

Spotify | YouTube

Uran

Spotify | YouTube

#astro boy #astro boy 2003 #blog post #music post #music blog post #indie #neo psychedelia #indie rock #city pop #synth pop #pop #music #anime #tame impala #sleater kinney #franz ferdinand #washed out #rina sawayama #headcanon #music headcanons

[footyleclerc]

when two world's collide, this season just keeps on giving!

#holy shit i'm screaming #esteban ocon #fernando alonso #ballon d’or 2021 #football #f1 #we thought it was daft punk but it turned out to be these 2?!?!? #i'm in tears

[noobsomeexagerjunk]

Michaelmcchill's Pursuit of Serenity (PART 1)

"I listened to your problems, now listen to mine," (Instant Crush - Daft Punk ft. Julian Casablancas)

Michael's arc is going places and the potential is massive! In this fractured essay, I will break down the second #FindSerenity broadcast (Part 1), as well as Michael's POV of the Jailbreak Lore Event to make conclusions about Michael's character so far (Part 2).

I really wanted to get this out sooner, but college is a bitch! Part 2 may take while!

(/rp, more below the cut)

i apologize for the recent radio silence, but i’ll be honest, i actually liked my own peace and quiet. since i’ve left the greater l'manberg area, i’ve had the time to breathe and collect my own thoughts. although i’ve heard very little coming from town, i had a new visitor not very long ago. while he couldn’t stay along, his company was nice. we exchanged pleasantries, and he was quickly on his way.

The radio is now a vent station for Michael. The isolation for him has been beneficial in providing him the opportunity to process the information he has gathered concerning the server.

Also a lot of people are attributing the visitor to Eryn, who has passed by Michael's base from what I heard? Eryn streams at an awful time for me so if any active viewers of them can confirm this, that would be nice.

Anyways, despite feeling the need to isolate, Michael still can't help having company, and it's shown through the visitor.

a few days ago, i went back into town. i was invited to a dinner for friends. while i didn’t necessarily know a lot of the people too well who were there, it was … nice. it makes me wonder, though. from what i’ve been told, when there’s a big get-together, things usually end up heading south. and pretty quickly, at that. before anything could even happen, though, it was over. we didn’t even get to eat. the faces were nice. it felt like what should be the norm. to have a sit down. even though the intended purpose of our visit did not get to happen.

So this part is about Friendsgiving, an event Michael was able to attend. He apparently seems to enjoy the company of others based from his behavior at the gathering, and it's especially notable when remembering he was actively isolating himself.

Michael's thoughts on the way it turned out as he connected to what he's been told about banquets, festivals, and gatherings is framed as a criticism. His word choices in particular frame this correlation as a discomfort, that this shouldn't be normal.

It's the fact that while they didn't get to eat, that they couldn't even enjoy Friendsgiving properly! Describing the experience as "like what should be the norm," Michael tells his listeners that this kind of outcome for a party/gathering is unusual, especially to someone as new and foreign to all this as he is. Normal for him and the rest of us is the party actually serving the intended purpose.

The bare minimum of "no one dying" or "no betrayals" for a normal gathering in the Dream SMP? Michael is telling us that this is not supposed to be normal! At all!

but like i said, things have just been … quiet. simply put. around here, anyways. now that i think about it, i have felt more productive than ever. i’ve continued to build my base of operations, i have found myself enjoying more of my own hobbies. believe it or not, i’ve even taken up farming. and i’ve started putting together...more of the pieces. the pieces. i’ve went back and forth between here and town, occasionally. going off of things i’ve heard, and thing i’ve personally witnessed. i’ve started to see a bigger picture in all of this.

And so Michael returns to the peace he's found in being alone, as well as noting the relatively peaceful state of the server from the few instances of leaving his area.

And in this peace? Michael heals a little, gets a little rest, and it is in these circumstances that he flourishes and creates. But despite this, he's not really at peace, no. He can't truly find peace, not when he's ignorant to what's going on around him. So he keeps going back into town, because he can only truly achieve that serenity he's looking for once he knows, once he can process, and once he can make sense and get control over what's going on in the server.

In these efforts, he's started to form opinions now, and we know this is true given his commentary on Friendsgiving before this.

maybe i’m overreacting. or maybe everybody else is just working in from the corners. either way, i still … have some discomfort.

Michael now begins to doubt, undecided whether he's being too wary or not wary enough of the people around him.

Overreacting, that perhaps he's being too hard on himself for being paranoid for no reason.

Or everybody else is just working in from the corners, that this peace is a calm before the storm, that it's only peaceful now because the danger is still busy brewing.

(And it was! We the viewers know it very much was, especially with the context of listening to this broadcast live after seeing teaser after teaser for both the Las Nevadas and Jailbreak Finale streams.)

And it is because of this indecision that Michael isn't at peace and can't seem to be at peace. The quiet isn't really a quiet—what he's witnessed about the server has told him this kind of quiet isn't true genuine peace.

i don’t even know if anybody is even listening to me. i have no idea. but weirdly, that gives me comfort. it does. being able to come and give my confessional to a microphone, stored away in my hidey-hole has given me a feeling of more control than i have ever previously had. i don’t know what i would do if i couldn’t do this. if this was taken from me, i’d probably go crazy.

Michael opens up a bit more about himself here. For all his discomfort about uncertainty, this one of the few he finds comfort in.

On whether he's being listened to or not. If there's one thing he's particularly enjoyed in broadcasting, it's being able to say what he wants to say without getting in trouble for it. One could theorize that he was never in this situation before, or that he was able to speak his mind, once, but not without consequences.

Another thing to note is how the radio station has given him feelings of control! This is interesting, especially in a server with a history of examining and grappling with the meaning of power and control. I think the more appropriate word for Michael's circumstances is autonomy, and for him, that's found in being able to vent out and process his feelings about the world in safety. And based on his statement about going "crazy" should he lose that autonomy, it's very clear that it's not just the power but the safety the station (and by extension, his isolated base) offers him that is so so important to Michael.

(Chat during the broadcast, and myself, hope and pray something doesn't happen to the station. Michael may not know it but we find comfort with him too.)

i’ve noticed that this is slowly becoming my diary. while i go off, parading the ideas of isolation, in my own edge of extinction, this gives me comfort. a person who doesn’t have anybody to speak to finally has a voice. maybe all of this talking will have done me well.

"Diary." I predict in the long run that we're gonna be getting secrets through these broadcasts, particularly secrets about Michael and things Michael would want to keep private from the rest of the server.

"parading the ideas of isolation, in my own edge of extinction" is particularly interesting dialogue, probably the most complex of short sentences I've heard from the entire roleplay, ngl. It's an interesting way for Michael to describe what he believes is what he is doing here at the radio station.

To be at the edge of one's own extinction is to imply one being close to death, or that one is at the cusp of never being known. I have no idea which connotation Michael's going for but whichever it may be, it says something dark about how Michael views himself, particularly in the current state he is in. Speaking of which, he says that he is "parading the ideas of isolation," which means he's showing it, exposing it, and demonstrating it. Based on what he's said earlier, he's already given out the pros and cons to what he's doing.

Even more interesting is that Michael is, when placed next to his emphasis on his wariness of the server, he describes the things he's doing, the ability to speak to us the way he is, as comforting. He elaborates once more about how much control and power he feels with the station. He thinks having a voice will be good for him. (And if the implication that he has never had that kind of control before, if not in a long time, is true, then it really will be.)

i plan on going into town in a few days. maybe the locals will still be friendly. maybe i really have, honestly, looked into all of this wrong.

So he decides to go into town. He announces it. It's time to risk again, all in the pursuit of genuine peace for the server. If the server isn't really at peace, how can he really be?

He hopes his more cynical guesses are wrong, that the place is normal and good and that he's wrong about it being haunting and dangerous.

the question i keep asking myself is do i leave what i have made here for myself, or do i stay in my own man-made bunkers? either way, maybe i’ll find more pieces. but if not, i’ll still have serenity.

In the heat of the worry, Michael wonders if this kind of stress is worth it. Not when he feels what he's built in his corner of the server has done so far enough for him. We know he designed the place not only for his own comfort but for the comfort of those who want the same safety he wants. We know he is trying so hard to cope with being alone.

He ends, making up his mind, deciding to go in those few days. If this doesn't go the way he wanted, he has the home he's made for himself to rely on.

In Part 2, I will break down the outcome of Michael's visit to town, as well as the implications of that for his character.

#dream smp #dsmp #dream smp analysis #michael mcchill #michaelmcchill #findserenity

[daftzine]

△ DAFT ZINE UPDATE #10△ [ACTION ENCOURAGED]

Hello everyone! It’s been a while. As I'm sure you are all aware, Daft Punk announced their retirement as a duo last Monday. The news sparked an international response with individuals looking back on fond memories, sharing stories, and of course, great sadness. It has been abundantly clear these past few days that Daft Punk meant so much to so many, and the sudden disbandment was undoubtedly an unexpected turn. 

The Daft Zine was created as a tribute to the legacy the robots had built in their then 20+ years of history. And at the time, I was confident there would be more in store for them. Although this may be where their story concludes (for now), I am so very grateful for what they were able to give us in that time together. And I cannot thank you all enough for the response the zine has had and continues to have today! 

After serious thought, I am writing to let you all know that I would like to proceed with a third and absolutely FINAL round of preorders for the zine!

This was something I never could have predicted would occur. I have received inquiries over the years asking about a possible reprint, but I had no way of gauging the response it would receive. With the announcement last week, attention has come to the zine full force, and I believe with the resurgence of interest in the project (and the duo) that I can adequately manage the preorder process one more time.

Like Round 2, it will only involve the Digital PDF and the physical zine. There will be NO additional merch items available, with the exception of the patch and enamel pin, which will be stretch goals! This project continues to be non-profit and all proceeds will be donated to the original charity, Music Unites, after shipping has concluded.

Before proceeding further, I would like to have one final survey to make note of the number of people interested in the zine. If you would like to purchase a copy of the Daft Zine, please be sure to fill it out! The details for Round Three are still TBD, but preorders will most likely be taking place before the end of March and remain open for a period of 1 month. The zines will be available on Gumroad for preorder Here.

I am also excited to share that the zine is now on Instagram @daftzine! Please check back for updates regarding the start of preorder as well as a proper announcement for when the items go on sale. Reblogs are also greatly appreciated! Help spread the word so we can ensure everyone who had interest in the zine but was unable to receive a copy knows that now is the time!!

As always, thank you all so much for keeping up with the zine and for your continued interest. You all have made this possible, and I cannot wait to jump back into this project. I look forward to providing another update soon. 🤖💖🤖

△DAFT ZINE SURVERY FORM△

#daft punk #daftzine #daft punk zine #updates #tncts #daftpunkforever #thankyoudaftpunk

[lightsonparkave]

HAPPY TWO-YEAR ANNIVERSARY TO LIGHTS ON PARK AVE! 🎂🎉 In celebration of LoPA’s birthday (August 22, to be exact), all of the prompts from the previous year are up for grabs.

Round 24 will end on August 31, 11:59 PM ET (what time is that for me?).

As always, you’re free to jump in whenever you’d like during the round, a wide variety of work types is accepted, and there are no minimum work requirements. Unfinished works and works for other fandom events are allowed. You can find more information about Lights on Park Ave and the participation guidelines here.

Here are all 149 prompts. Go crazy and have fun! 🎈

ROUND 13: TIME

A quote about being infinite in the present moment from The Perks of Being a Wallflower

“Vellichor,” the the strange wistfulness of used bookstores

“How long is forever?” dialogue from Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

“Time” - Hans Zimmer (Inception OST)

A quote and gifset from Denis Villeneuve’s Arrival (2016) about the nonlinear structure of time

Agnès Varda’s portraits when she was 20, 36, and 80 years old

A John Irving quote about what time does to the people who matter to us

Ten traveling back to see Rose on New Year’s Day in 2005 before he dies and reincarnates in Doctor Who

Future inventions in 2015 as seen in Robert Zemeckis’s Back to the Future Part II (1989)

A quote about what time does for wounds

ROUND 14: LIMINALITY

A photoset of various liminal spaces

Illustration of a black cat in front of a red-lit house with the caption, “They say no one is living here—but the lights come on, once every year”

A photoset of Victorian-era spirit photography, an art form that attempted to capture the ghost of a deceased loved one

Information on the famous Mojave phone booth, a lone telephone booth in the middle of the desert that received calls from all over the world

Rosemary Ellen Guiley’s The Encyclopedia of Ghosts and Spirits Third Edition’s definition of “witching hour”

Illustration of a ghost train on an abandoned trestle bridge in the Pacific Northwest

A quote by Isabel Allende about spirits coming out at night in the library

Gifset of the spirit world in Hayao Miyazaki’s Spirited Away (2001)

Illustration of a neon roadside sign of a motel that only appears at night by a long-forgotten highway

“Pacific Coast Highway” - Kavinsky

A gifset quote from The Twilight Zone (1959)

Scenery from Twin Peaks season 1 (1990)

A quote about something shifting into a strange, new place inside of a person from Her Body and Other Parties by Carmen Maria Machado

ROUND 15: LOSS

A quote about being lost and found by someone special by Sue Zhao

A photo of the Mildred, wrecked off Gurnard’s Head, Cornwall in 1912

A quote about ephemerality and the beauty of it from Troy (2004)

Two paintings of people visiting ruins by Caspar David Friedrich

A quote about desire and loss by Lara Mimosa Montes

A photo of an overgrown, abandoned conservatory

A passage about what disappears and what remains in ruins from Suicide by Édouard Levé

Dialogue about gratitude for people who aren’t meant to stay in your life but shape who you are from BoJack Horseman

A scene from Fleabag where the Priest chooses God over Fleabag and gently tells Fleabag that her love for him will pass before they part ways

A prayer to St. Anthony, patron saint of lost things, people, and souls

Oscar Wilde’s tomb in Père Lachaise Cemetery, Paris, covered in lipstick kisses from admirers

Photos of a cemetery statue in Austria, wrapped in branches and dead leaves, holding a single flower

ROUND 16: DEVOTION/SERVICE

A gifset of Kevin on the phone, telling Chiron he’ll cook food for him from Barry Jenkin’s Moonlight (2016)

Buttercup’s monologue to Westley about how she would do anything for him from The Princess Bride by William Goldman

Gifs of Merlin saying that he was born to serve Arthur from BBC’s Merlin

An excerpt about giving all of oneself to someone despite what it costs from House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski

A gifset of various times Jaime and Brienne demonstrate their loyalty to and love for each other in Game of Thrones

A gifset of all the different ways Cliff is there for Rick in Quentin Tarantino’s Once Upon a Time in Hollywood (2019)

A gifset of Nadia deciding to be by Alan’s side no matter what in Russian Doll

“Devotion” - Ocean Vuong

A gifset of Bond comforting a traumatized Vesper in the shower in Casino Royale (2006)

A gifset of Sookhee refusing to leave Hideko, saying her job is to look after her in Park Chanwook’s The Handmaiden (2016)

ROUND 17: DREAMS

A dreamscape gifset and quote about repressed thoughts in dreams and the Internet from Satoshi Kon’s Paprika (2006)

A gifset of Mitsuha and Taki finally meeting in their own bodies in a dream from Shinkai Makoto’s Kimi no Na wa (Your Name) (2016)

A quote by Tinker Bell telling Peter Pan where he can find her and where she’ll always love him in Steven Spielberg’s Hook (1991)

The scene where Keating tells his students that poetry, beauty, romance, and love give life meaning in Peter Weir’s Dead Poets Society (1989)

An animated illustration of a storefront called “Hauntings” with a flickering “99¢ dreams” neon sign

Various dreamscape scenes and a quote about ideas being the most resilient parasite from Christopher Nolan’s Inception (2010)

A quote about how all living beings must dream to survive reality from The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson

A comic about people we love taking turns to visit us in dreams every night

Lovers and Sleeping Couple, two drawings by Egon Schiele

A quote about belief in a better world by Robert Frobisher to his lover, Rufus Sixsmith, in Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell

A quote about the feeling of falling in love lingering when you wake up from a dream in Alexis Dos Santos’s Unmade Beds (2009)

A photo of subway graffiti by an unknown author insisting that they’ll never give up making the world a better place to live in

ROUND 18: PHYSICAL TOUCH

A scene about how to return a stolen kiss from Daniel Ribeiro’s The Way He Looks (2014)

A line about kissing someone the way a flower opens from “I Know Someone” by Mary Oliver

A gifset focusing on showing affection and care through hands from Park Chanwook’s The Handmaiden (2016)

A passage about two people leaving invisible marks on each other through the accumulation of touches over the years from A Single Man by Christopher Isherwood

Two conversations about never being touched before and only being touched by one person from Barry Jenkins’s Moonlight (2016)

Going from yearning to touch someone but stopping oneself to being allowed to touch them from Richard Linklater’s Before trilogy

Moving art of two bodies made of stars and the cosmos embracing

A quote about maintaining sanity by touching someone but being separated despite proximity from The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje

A line about proving that one still exists and is real through touch from On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous by Ocean Vuong

Different touches between Villanelle and Eve expressing violence, threat, sexual tension, comfort, and companionship in Killing Eve

A juxtaposition of two scenes from Wong Kar-wai’s In the Mood for Love (2000) of Su Li-zhen rejecting and accepting Chow Mo-wan’s hand

A compilation of marble sculptures by Gian Lorenzo Bernini

Syd (Chris Evans) trailing kisses down London’s back in London (2005)

ROUND 19: IMMORTALITY

James Baldwin talking about how art helps you discover that people before you have experienced the same thing as you and you are not alone

Dr. Brand saying that love transcends time and space in Christopher Nolan’s Interstellar (2014)

Nadia and Alan meeting for the first time as they’re about to die and relive the same day again in Russian Doll

The loneliness of losing everyone by having a long life as expressed by Ten in Doctor Who

The doomed eternal time loop romance of Simon and Alisha from Misfits

A quote by Edvard Munch about becoming eternal through the flowers that grow from his body after death

Nagai Kei recalling the traffic accident that killed him and triggered his immortality, making him one of the rare persecuted humans to possess the power, in Ajin

A collection of moments from Jay Russell’s Tuck Everlasting (2002)

A quote by Mary Wollstonecraft hoping for something that lasts inside the heart

Various scenes with Jack Harkness from Doctor Who

Aya telling Asou-kun to live on and live forever as she nears the end of her life in 1 Litre of Tears

An excerpt about the immortalization of the self through love from “Love of the Wolf” in Hélène Cixous’s Stigmata

A collection of scenes from the Black Mirror episode “San Junipero”

Naoko telling Toru to always remember her and remember that she existed in Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami

Dom explaining to Ariadne that he uses the PASIV to dream as it’s the only way that he can be with his wife and children in Christopher Nolan’s Inception (2010)

ROUND 20: POETRY

“I’m Going Back to Minnesota Where Sadness Makes Sense” - Danez Smith

A line about wanting to forget how much you loved someone and then actually forgetting from Bluets by Maggie Nelson

“Perhaps the World Ends Here” - Joy Harjo

“In Time” - W. S. Merwin

“By Small and Small: Midnight to Four A.M.” - Jack Gilbert

“Magdalene: The Addict” - Marie Howe

“Wild Geese” - Mary Oliver

“Morphology 2″ - CJ Scruton

“20″ from Moscow in the Plague Year by Marina Tsvetaeva

“To Hold” - Li-Young Lee

ROUND 21: LONGING

“I Loved You Before I Was Born” - Li-Young Lee

A poem about longing for someone through worlds by Izumi Shikibu

A gifset of Marianne and Héloïse falling in love from Céline Sciamma’s Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019)

“Make Me Feel” - Janelle Monáe

A quote about living in longing being better than realizing that longing from 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami

“I Want You” - Mitski

Orpheus and Eurydice in Hades - Friedrich Heinrich Füger

Long definition of the word “saudade”

Definition of the word “hiraeth”

“Something About Us” - Daft Punk

Two lines about burning quietly from the poem “The Pillowcase” by Annelyse Gelman

A conversation about wanting each other after decades of separation from Pedro Almodóvar’s Pain and Glory (2019)

A Hanahaki disease mood board

“Shrike” - Hozier

Two lines about wanting someone to return from Herakles by Euripides

“Love of My Life” - Queen

“Eyes, Nose, Lips” - Taeyang

A screenshot of Kathy and Tommy holding onto each other desperately from Mark Romanek’s Never Let Me Go (2010) and a quote from Kazuo Ishiguro’s eponymous novel

ROUND 22: YOUTH

“Perfect Places” - Lorde

A piece about realizing you’ll never be this young again, but it’s the first time you’re this old by Kalyn Roseanne Livernois

A conversation between Neil and Mr. Keating about Neil feeling trapped and unable to live the life he wants because of his father from Peter Weir’s Dead Poets Society (1989)

An excerpt about being too young to know how to love properly from Le Petit Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

“I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor” - Arctic Monkeys

Elio’s father telling Elio not to try to rid himself of his sorrow and pain—and with that joy—which he feels so strongly because he’s so young from Call Me By Your Name by Andre Aciman

A quote about how everything feels final to young people because they’re experiencing it for the first time from Middlemarch by George Eliot

Lara Jean telling Peter that she had to make it seem like she liked him to deal with her love letter fiasco in Susan Johnson’s To All the Boys I Loved Before (2018)

Rue and Jules dancing together and partying it up in Euphoria

“Le Plongeoir” by Laurent Roch

A quote about being pushed into adulthood and not being ready from Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami

A photo of a roller rink illuminated by pink and purple lights

Pastel photo series of Coney Island by Mijoo Kim and Minjin Kang

“Hips Don’t Lie” - Shakira feat. Wyclef Jean

“Young Dumb & Broke” - Khalid

Different moments accompanied by the letter to Mr. Vernon at the end of detention from John Hughes’s The Breakfast Club (1985)

Various scenes and a quote about growing up and realizing life isn’t like a fairy tale from Guillermo del Toro’s Pan’s Labyrinth (2006)

Stills of the young lesbian couple in love from the music video of “You Know” - Jaurim

Lines by Effy about her emotional and mental struggles from Skins

Nathan chiding the group for not taking advantage of their superpowers as young offenders from Misfits

ROUND 23: HEDONISM

A passage about giving into passion and losing control from The Secret History by Donna Tartt

“Thot Shit” - Megan Thee Stallion

An aesthetic photoset of the Greek god Dionysus

A quote about living for ecstasy rather than balance from From a Journal of Love by Anaïs Nin

A photo of an anonymous person in nothing but a silk robe and lingerie

A photo of Donatella Versace lounging in a chair, surrounded by shirtless, muscular men sunbathing around her in Capri, Italy in 1994

An aesthetic photoset based on The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

The music video for “Heartless” by The Weeknd

A plea for summer to never end from Call Me By Your Name by André Aciman

“Plastic Love” - Mariya Takeuchi

A gifset from the music video of “Blinding Lights” by The Weeknd, a continuation of the “Heartless” music video

“XS” - Rina Sawayama

A gifset from the music video of “Body” by Mino

Photos of people dancing at the legendary Studio 54

Photos and a description of the party scene at Studio 54

Chris Evans and Evan Rachel Wood hooking up in a car in the “Gucci Guilty Black” commercial

#stevetony #steve/tony #superhusbands #stony #stevetony prompts #stony prompts #lightsonparkave #round 24

[omahasnakes]

2016: The First Year of the End of Our Lives

The songs in 2016 are more unfamiliar to me that I expected, and this week I mostly just continue on my usual bullshit of liking Rihanna, The Weeknd, and Major Lazer and wrinkling my nose up at a lot of other things that are Probably Fine. Chainsmokers, Imagine Dragons, and twenty-one pilots all make me think of my friends Gwyn and Jason. Why so many pilots, I thought. It turns out there’s a clear and kind of deep reference!

Song of the year: “Needed Me” Rihanna. Here’s a song you can listen to and imagine what it’s like to be the main character for 3 minutes and 12 seconds.

“Starboy” The Weeknd, Daft Punk. You can look up the video for this one if you’d like to see a pretty gross asphyxiation murder within the first few seconds.

“Cake by the Ocean” DNCE. This song kept coming up on shuffle this week, and I grew to love it.

“Panda” and “Tiimmy Turner” Desiigner. I had never heard either of these or even registered the name of this artist before listening to this chart. They get the middle-aged white lady seal of approval for being “very cool and hip.”

“Sorry” Beyonce, off of Lemonade, which I think has the distinction of being the last album I ever bought on iTMS. This is far from my favorite track on Lemonade (it’s “Hold Up”,) but it does contain the famous line about “Becky with the good hair” so maybe that’s why it was popular.

Songs from the Major Motion Picture Soundtrack in order of preference: “Sucker for Pain” Lil Wayne, Wiz Khalifa, Imagine Dragons, X Ambassadors, Logic, Ty Dolla $ign; “CAN’T STOP THE FEELING!” [emphasis theirs] Justin Timberlake; “See You Again” Wiz Khalifa, Charlie Puth; forgettably “Just Like Fire” P!nk (if you can name the movie, you win nothing.)

Who was out there manifesting that I should have to hear a song performed by Post Malone? (It was “White Iverson.”) I was actually just making lunch and thinking, who was that…poorly-groomed, yucky-looking white man? And boom, here we are, a dystopian 2022 where I know what Post Malone, French Montana, AND Travis Scott sound like.

Country music barometer: 2%. Nice.

#billboard #2016

[doshmanziari]

Musical Offerings for the New Year || What is “Radical Music” in 2021?

Near the end of 2020, a bunch of musicians populating a chatroom, including myself, each submitted ten minutes’ worth of our work to another musician, Chimeratio, who generously compiled it all into a set totaling nearly ten hours.¹ The work didn’t need to be new; just what we thought might best represent our abilities/style(s) and/or perhaps what we were especially pleased with. The set premiered in late January. Since I have some tentative plans for reorienting Brick By Brick this year, while not overriding its emphases, I wanted to share that music with anyone who’s interested.

I compiled the four videos into a playlist, although you can also access them individually: here (1), here (2), here (3), and here (4). If you care to, and are on a computer, you can also view the accompanying chatlog and read people’s responses from when they were listening to the live broadcast.

The compulsion for this project was sparked by excited discussions over and usage of the term “digital fusion”, most helpfully propagated by Aivi Tran, designating a computer-based body of work that for years lacked the rooftop of a commonly agreed upon genre-name. While describing my music has never been a big concern, even if it’s usually felt impossible (what, for example, is this? or this? I dunno!), I’ve appreciated how the spread and application of this term has brought together people who may have felt isolated.²

As “digital fusion” gained designative traction, I witnessed the activity in the aforementioned chatroom explode over the course of a few days. Before, a day’s discussion might’ve been a few dozen messages; now, there were dozens of messages every half-minute. This had positive and negative ramifications, the negative being that conversations often proceeded at a pace of rapidity which precluded concentrated thought. Eventually, I bowed out because the rapidity exceeded my threshold for meaningful interaction; but I was glad that significant invigoration was going on.

I wanted to share this music also because it intersects with thoughts and talks I’ve been having stemming from the question, “What is ‘radical music’ in 2021?” This was stimulated by a 2014 talk given by the writer Mark Fisher, wherein he contends that, were we to play prominent “cutting edge” music from now to people twenty years ago, very nearly none of it would be aesthetically shocking, bizarre, or revelatory (think of playing house music to an audience in the early 1960s!). Fisher also observes a trend of returning to music which once was seen as the future -- as if, deprived of a shared prograde vision, imaginations turn hazily retrograde; ergo, genres such as synthwave or albums like Daft Punk’s Random Access Memories.

It isn’t my goal here to argue about the “end of history.” Fisher’s time-travel hypothetical, however, rings loud and true to me. Visible musical radicalism has, for at least a decade, been strictly extra-musical, in the sense of songs like “This is America” or “WAP”, where one’s response is primarily to the spectacle of the music video, the performer’s identistic markers, and/or the manner in which the lyrics intersect with (mostly US-centric) ideological hotspots. Musically, there is really nothing radical here. Any vociferous condemnations or defenses of a song like “WAP” deal in moralizing reactions to semantics or imagery: how progressive or regressive is the political aspect? how propelled or repelled are we by the word “pussy”?

It would be a mistake, and simply wrong, to assert that the only music one can enjoy escapes the parameters outlined above; and my inability to coherently categorize some of my own music hardly raises that portion to the status of radicality. But the question here pertains to what is being made, and I think that if we’re going to seriously consider the nature of truly radical music today, we do need to question if such a quality can prominently exist when our hyper-fast consumerist cycle seems to forbid not just sustained, lifelong relationships to artwork but also the local, unhurried nourishment of creative gestation. Now, in my opinion, there are good, even great, examples of radical music still being made in deep Internet-burrows, and for evidence of that I would offer some of the material contained in the linked playlists. Moreover, I’d say that this quality can exist in part because these little artistic communities are so buried.

Let me share a quote that another person shared with me recently:

For culture to shift, you need pockets of isolated humanity. Since all pockets of humanity (outside of the perpetually isolated indigenous people in remote wilderness) are connected in instantaneous fashion, independent ideas aren’t allowed to ferment on their own. When you cook a meal, you have to bring ingredients together that have had time to grow, ferment, or decompose separately. A cucumber starts out as a seed, then you mix it with the soil, water and sunlight. You can’t bring the seed, soil, water and sunlight to the kitchen from the get-go. When you throw those things in to the mixture without letting them mature, the flavor cannot stand out on its own. Same thing with art and fashion. A kid in Russia can come up with a new way to dance, gets filmed on a phone, it goes viral quickly but gets lost in the morass of all of the other multitudinous forms of dance. Sure it spread far and wide, but it gets forgotten in a week. In the past, his new art form would have been confined locally, nurtured, honed, then spread geographically, creating a distinct new cultural idiosyncrasy with a strong support base. By the time it was big enough to be presented globally, it was already a cultural phenomenon locally. This isn’t possible anymore. We’re consuming too many unripened fruits.

The main impression I have here is that radical music today will, and must be, folk music. Our common idea of folkiness might be the scrappy singer strumming a guitar, but my interpretive reference rather has to do with the idea of a music being written, first of all, for one’s self, and then shared with a small-scale community, which in turn helps the artist grow at their own pace. This transcends a dependence upon image, the primacy of acoustic instrumentation, or the signaling of sincerity versus insincerity. It is a return to the valuation of outsider art, so rare nowadays. As someone who I was recently in dialogue with wrote, “Where can you find new genuine folk music? Pretty much just with your friends, imo. Even then, the global world is so influential and seeps into any crack it can find. I think vaporwave was radical and folk for a while. Grant Forbes made that music way before the world knew about it.”

Sometimes, a lot of fuss is made over what’s seen as “gatekeeping” within certain communities. It can be, depending on the context, justifiable to question and critique this behavior. At other times, the effort of maintaining a level of exclusivity, of retaining an idiosyncratic shapeliness to the communal organism, can be a legitimate attempt to protect the personal, interpersonal, and cultural aspects from the flattening effect of monoculture. Hypothetically, I welcome the Castlevania TV series and Super Smash Bros. Ultimate having introduced new and younger demographics to Castlevania. In actuality, stuff like “wholesome sad gay himbo Alucard”, image macros, and neurotic “stan” fanfiction being what’s now first associated with the series makes me want to put as much distance as possible between my interests and those latecoming impositions.

The group-terminology David Chapman uses in his essay “Geeks, MOPs, and Sociopaths in Subculture Evolution” is kinda cringey, but some of the cultural/behavioral patterns he lays out are relevant to the topic. Give it a look. If we cross his belief that “[subcultures] are no longer the primary drivers of cultural development” with our contemporary consume-and-dispose customs, we’re left with the predicament of it’s even worth attempting to bring radical/outsider art beyond its rhizomatic habitat. This is troubling, because it would mean that artistic radicality no longer might not only refuse to but cannot encompass cultural upheaval. It would be like if dance music were invented and -- instead of progressively permeating nightlife, stimulating countercultural trends, and ultimately being adapted as the basis for pop music globally -- only were listened to via headphones by a few thousand people on their own, stimulated a group meeting once a year or two, and never affected music beyond a niche-within-a-niche. That’s a very sad picture to me.

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¹ Chimeratio has also maintained an excellent blog on here dedicated to looking at videogame music written in irregular time signatures, far preceding higher-profile examinations like 8-bit Music Theory’s video on the same topic.

² For myself, creative isolation has had its uses, because it has led me down routes that are highly personalized. The isolation can be dispiriting too. Although a lot of my music is videogame-music-adjacent, almost none of it uses “authentic” technology, such as PSG synthesizers or FM synthesis; and the identification of those sounds is fairly important for recognition.

#music analysis #radicalism #digital fusion

[stanzoeywade]

Part 2 of Poppy x MC

Lol I couldn’t think of a good title, so just enjoy.

Summary: In which misunderstandings happen and Poppy gets jealous and possessive. MC (Rosie) is a dumb dumb. Veronica really be trying it with MC though and Poppy sees (and I oop). Please don’t kill me, this is my first time writing smut lmao.

@somewillwin Part two is up yooo!!

Part 1

Warnings: explicit smut, swearing.

Pairing: Poppy x MC/Veronica x MC (if you squint, don’t worry Poppy and MC are the main)

Word count: 3078 words

Waking up in the morning, you turn to pick up your phone and see a few missed calls and messages from the HBIC of Belvoire yourself. You can’t help but chuckle. ‘How cute, queen bee is frustrated’. A message catches your attention, and it says “Meet me at the party tonight, we need to talk.” You can’t help but smile and thoughts of what happened yesterday begin to cloud your mind. You can’t help but imagine what it would be like to have Poppy writhing underneath you, begging and moaning your name for mercy. You decide to answer her text with a noncommittal answer. “Sure why not, maybe I can annoy and fluster her again.”

You decide to get out of bed, freshen up and tell Zoey the news. “Hey Zoey, get up! I have something to tell you.” Zoey groans and gets up begrudgingly. “Girl you better have a good reason to wake me up so early, I need my beauty sleep.” she says as she looks at you with a withering glare. You look at her and say “So yesterday, me and Poppy kissed, and I might have pissed her off by leaving her hanging.” Zoey stares at you, eyes wide in shock and her mouth hanging open. “Hold up, I must have misheard. WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU KISSED POPPY?!”. You nod slowly at her and she looks at you like you’ve grown another head, until she laughs and says “Are you tripping right now?”. You roll your eyes and tell her that you’re being serious. “I wouldn’t have woken you up if I wasn’t being serious, and also I have a fashion emergency, we’re going to a party tonight and I need your fashion expertise.”

Zoey gets up in a flash and says “You should have started with that.” The two of you start to pick out what to wear. Considering that the party you were going to was a frat party, you decide to wear something casual, yet fashionable.

Later on that evening, as you’re getting ready, a notification from The T catches your eye.

'Queen B and Golden Boy back together? A few eyewitnesses saw them canoodling together earlier this morning.’

Kisses,

The T.’

Your eyes widen in surprise, feeling angry as hot tears flash through your eyes. The picture of Poppy and Carter attached to the message made you feel worse. 'Of course she was just using me, what the fuck was I thinking?!’ You silently berate yourself for getting your hopes up with Poppy. 'I’m such a fucking idiot, why did I think that she actually likes me.’

Even though you feel hurt and used, you want to show Poppy up and show her that you’re not one to be used and fucked with. Making sure to wear something that will catch everyone’s eyes, you start applying your make up whilst silently planning your revenge on Poppy.

Zoey barges into your room and sees that you look upset. She approaches you and softly asks “Hey, I saw the news, are you okay? Do you want to just stay and chill out? Or I could kick her ass for you?” You laugh at her joke and smile at her, though you feel upset, Zoey has a way of making you smile and feel better. Thanking her and assuring her that you’re okay, you say “I’m not gonna mope around while she fucks around with her trophy boyfriend, besides it’s not like we were in a relationship anyway.” Zoey looks at you concerned but letting it go with a shrug. “If you say so.” says Zoey.

Heading to the party with Zoey by your side. You stride in confidently and attract the attention of a few partygoers. Some gasp and look at your outfit with wide eyes and a few people murmur quietly. Luis welcomes you warmly and compliments how you look. He flashes you a charming smile and says “Looking good, Rosie!” You smile back and thank him.

Seeing that Poppy was nowhere to be seen, you head towards the drinks and grab a cup of beer for you and Zoey. As you were making your way back, you see Poppy in a corner with Chloe, a scowl etched on her features. Not really wanting to see or be seen by her, you walk towards the other side of the room, far away from where you saw Poppy.

Feeling annoyed by your lack of confidence in confronting Poppy, you decide to drink in a corner, until you see Veronica, who looks a bit annoyed as a few frat boys try to convince her to spend the night with them. You can see a flash of annoyance and anger on her features, deciding to help her you get up and make your way towards her. “Hey Veronica!” you greet, as she turns her attention towards you, a sweet smile adorning her face. She looks at you with an appreciate gaze. “Well don’t you clean up well?” she chided and you can’t help but smile at her small joke. The boys, annoyed by the lack of attention glares at you. One of them pipes up and says “Veronica, ignore this wannabe, come have a drink with us instead, she’s a loser anyway.” Your eyes flash in anger and you were about to argue back until Veronica cuts them off “Can you guys just back the fuck off, I’m really not interested. I’d rather spend time with Rosie than any of you.” Surprised by her sudden outburst, you can’t help the smirk that crosses your face as Veronica saunters her way towards you and pulls you away.

Whilst the two walk off, you turn to Veronica and ask “Are you alright? Seemed like those guys wouldn’t leave you alone.” She shoots you a questioning look. “Why do you even care?” she asks. “Can’t really leave a girl who called me cute all alone, besides aren’t you supposed to be hanging out with Poppy and Chloe?.” you say in a playful manner. Rolling her eyes she says, “Not really in the mood to deal with Poppy’s mood swings to be honest. Don’t tell her I said that.” The two of you laugh and engage in a playful banter. The both of you talk and drink with each other for a while, just enjoying each other’s company.

Suddenly, Daft Punk’s 'Get Lucky’ (don’t make fun of me this is a good song) starts to play and Veronica’s eyes widen as she screams “This song is my jam! Come on Rosie, dance with me!” The two of you start to dance together, feeling a bit tipsy she pulls you in close and wraps her arms around your neck. You laugh and say “I don’t really think that this is a song that you slow dance to.” She rolls her eyes at you and says “I don’t care, besides how can I resist, especially with you looking like an actual snack.” You shyly smile and lick your lips nervously, this catches her attention and draws her eyes towards your lips. “Am I making you nervous, Rosie?” she whispers to your ears and you can’t fight the blush that creeps its way towards your cheeks.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Poppy dancing with a random stranger, you can’t help but feel a pang of jealousy rush through you. She makes eye contact with you and smirks as she grinds with the guy dancing with her. 'Too can play that game Poppy.’ - you think to yourself as you push closer against Veronica, making sure that’s there little space between you. You face Veronica and ask “Wanna kiss?” She looks at you and smirks “Thought you’d never ask."she says as she leans forward to capture your lips. Glancing at Poppy, you can see the resident mean girl glaring at the both of you. Pulling away from Veronica, who looks at you with her pupils blown wide, the both of you pant to catch your breath. Before you have a chance to talk to Veronica about the kiss, a slender hand pulls you away.

Veronica, confused by your sudden disappearance looks around to see where you went, and she sees you getting dragged away by Poppy. Her smile fades and she looks irritated. 'What the fuck is Poppy’s problem, and just when it was getting good.’ She thinks to herself as she touches her lips.

Letting yourself get dragged away, Poppy leads the both of you to a room away from prying eyes. As soon as you enter the room, you are pushed against the door roughly. Just as you’re about to argue and push her away, the look of annoyance and jealousy (?) she has catches your eye. "What the fuck was that about Farmsville, why did you kiss Veronica?!” she yells, face flush with anger. You look at her bewildered. “Why do you even care Poppy, why don’t you go back to your boyfriend?! I’m not just some side hoe you can fuck around with!” you yell angrily. Poppy looks at you shocked and confused. “Wait, don’t tell me you actually believe that I’m back with Carter? The only reason I was with him this morning was because he wanted to get back together and I said no.” she says whilst rolling her eyes. “Besides, why would I want to be with him when I can have you?” it was said so softly that you were pretty sure you weren’t meant to overhear.

Feeling relieved, a sigh escapes your lips and Poppy notices. “Is that why you’ve been ignoring me all throughout the party?” she asks whilst raising her eyebrow. Before you can say anything else, she leans in and kisses you hard, you can smell her expensive perfume and it invades your senses. She smells so sweet and you can’t get enough, your arms find their way to her hips as you kiss her back. The frustration from the other day coming back like wildfire burning in your veins. The taste of her strawberry lipgloss makes you go insane, and your mind gets foggy with desire. 'Oh, fuck she’s so good’ - you can’t help but think to yourself. You moan against her mouth, and Poppy takes this chance to take control of the kiss by using her tongue, you can’t help but melt under her touch. Eyes closing, as you let her take control, as she puts both her arms on the door trapping you.

Poppy raises her knee and it grinds against your centre, and all you can do is groan into the kiss. Pulling away, Poppy smirks at you and whispers “Just in case you forgot, only I’m allowed to touch you Farmsville.” She kisses you again, this time slower and her kisses trail down from your jaw to your neck. 'Huh, who knew queen bee was possessive? But to be fair she looks hot’. Hating the fact that Poppy is taking the lead, you flip your positions so her back is against the door. “Did I make you jealous by kissing Veronica?” you ask smugly as she retorts back “Weren’t you jealous of Carter and I?” Rolling your eyes you decide to focus your attention back on her lips, you nibble on her bottom lip and she grunts. Spurred by her reaction you kiss her, fingers gripping her shoulders - and then you whisper “Do you want to sneak off? We can continue this in my room?”

Poppy’s eyes are filled with lust as she stares at you. “As if I’d be caught dead in your room, we’re using my room. No one will be there to bother us.” she says without her usual snark.

The two of you sneak out separately, to avoid suspicion, you hurriedly say your goodbye to Zoey and go straight towards Poppy’s room.

As soon as you get there, you’re amazed by the sheer size of her dorm room, you can’t help but think 'Wow, and I thought my room was big’. The room is decorated in a way that is fit for royalty and you can’t help but laugh because that seems like such Poppy thing to do. Another thing that is completely obvious is Poppy’s love of the colour pink, but before you can dwell on that, there are more urgent matters that need tending to.

Making your way towards Poppy,“Safeword?” you whisper against her ear and you can feel her shiver under your touch. Her cheeks flush as you skim you teeth, and nip, on her earlobe. Goosebumps appear on Poppy’s skin as you kiss her from her cheeks to the corner of her mouth. Kissing her as if her whole body belonged to you.

“Poverty”

Your eyes glint in the dark, and you’re amused but not finding it suitable for the setting. “Funny” your grip slightly tightens on her wrist, “But in all seriousness, what is it?” you ask. “Pink” is what she responds with.

“I’m okay with anything, but what I’m interested in is whether or not you’re good at listening to instructions.” you say as your voice lowers. Poppy just smirks and says “As if I’m going to play nice with you, Farmsville.” Smiling sweetly, you pull her face towards you and whisper “Well that’s just something we’ll have to work on then.”

Poppy releases a gasp as you tug on her hair, and her chest heaves with excitement. 'Fuck newbie looks hot.’ - she thinks to herself. “I’m not gonna take any of your sarcasm tonight.” you say as your eyes darken. “I’m not gonna let you cum until you beg for my permission” You can feel Poppy tense up and feel an argument coming, but you just grip her chin in your hand a lift it up to force her to make eye contact. Poppy’s breath hitches and all she can think about is kissing you senseless until your lips are swollen and your neck is marked up by her for everyone to see. “Fine” is all she says and it sounds to keen to come off as nonchalance.

“Good.” You kiss her and pull on the fabric of her clothes, which is skin tight, showing off the curves of her ass and petite body. You pull it off, careful not to hurt Poppy, and toss it carelessly across the room. You look at her from top to bottom and your eyes can’t help but linger on her breasts, her stomach and her legs.

“Take off your heels” Poppy stares as you hold her waist to steady her as she takes her heels off, your smile grows once they’re off, and you can’t help but smirk as you look down at her. You continue to strip Poppy until all that’s remaining is her lingerie. Poppy’s legs quiver and she can feel herself getting wet at the thought of what happens next.

“Lie down” you command her and Poppy obeys. She closes her eyes and waits for you patiently, “Open” she hears and once she opens her eyes and sees you crawling towards her in just your underwear, cleavage spilling from your bra and lacy panties hugging your ass - 'open, there’s a lot of things she wants to open, her legs, her cunt, her mouth’ -

All Poppy can think of is how flawless you are - you capture her lips and kiss her like it’s your last, each kiss more desperate than the last. You start to leave open-mouthed kisses on her jaw, her neck and you bite down softly on her collarbone. You trail down to her breast and maneuver your hand towards her back to unhook her bra, and slide it off slowly, so much so Poppy whines at the lack of contact with her breast. You take your hand and roll one of her nipples between your fingers before you take it into your mouth to lightly suck and nip at the peaks. Poppy is a few seconds from writhing in pleasure, and she can feel her heart in her throat. Her breath hitches and and she swears that she sees stars once you used your tongue to flick her nipple.

You start to run your hands all over her body, loving the way Poppy felt against you. Her skin felt like velvet against your hands and you craved more. Your hands find their way to Poppy’s hips and you palm her ass, fingertips running along her underwear. You bring your head down from her stomach, her sternum and finally in between her thighs. Poppy can feel your breath on her thighs and you press a kiss on her clit. Immediately, Poppy’s hands dart towards your hair where she starts to tug, desperate for any type of friction. Pulling away, you tug her underwear down, and you can see how wet Poppy is, her cunt glistening with her arousal.

Looking at Poppy, you can’t help but take her appearance in, she looks so good under you. You want to make her scream out your name, smirking you say “Spread your cunt for me.” and Poppy doesn’t even try to fight back, she obeys immediately. Finally, you lower mouth and press your mouth to her cunt, Poppy’s eyes widen in pleasure as she moans your name, her back arches and she tugs at your hair, seeking out friction, but your tongue is there to circle, flick and stroke her clit, as well as suck it into your mouth. Poppy mewls and whines as you work her into an orgasm. Sensing that Poppy was close, you stop and say “Tsk, tsk Poppy, remember that if you want to cum, you have to ask.” Poppy groans at the lack of contact and she begs “Can I cum?” You smile softly and dive right back in. Poppy feels euphoric as you drive her to orgasm, expecting you to stop and pull away she’s surprised as she feels you sucking harder and helping her ride out her orgasm. “Fuck!” Poppy groans out as she comes down from her high.

You look at Poppy and feel satisfied, you smile at her. “Damn! Am I good or what?” you say as you wiggle your eyebrows at her. Poppy just looks at you and laughs genuinely, a sound which you haven’t heard before. 'Oh shit she’s cute’ - the both of you thought.

“Does this mean we’re dating or are we just fucking?” you ask out of curiosity, and Poppy just replies back with “Only if you admit you were jealous of Carter and I.” You roll your eyes good-naturedly and say “I’m just gonna take that as a yes.”

#poppy min sinclair #poppy x mc #playchoices #choices qb #choices stories you play #choices fic #choices #veronica lombardi #zoey wade #this is my first time writing smut so please go easy on me #makepoppyali2020 #poppydailychallenge #queen b #queen b zoey #queen b carter #veronica x mc

[arch-venus25]

The Head and the Heart, Part 2

Hello everyone,

I am submitting this for @just-the-hiddles‘s The Damnit Jim, I’m A Vampire, Not A Landlord Fic Frenzy. I chose prompt “1....You can pay your rent in money or in blood.” I was inspired by all the prompts and will probably use them throughout the series. Basically I use the prompts as guide-lines.

This is the first time I have written and shared a fic online-- or ever really! It’s also the first time I’ve written anything modern so please let me know what you think! I hope I’m posting this correctly--I created the title art--LOL I’ve never done this before. I’m aiming to update the series each Tuesday. So here we go...

Series Masterlist: The Head and The Heart

Summary: The twins are taking a night off from their graduate studies-- or at least Tessa is; her twin sister, Antha, is just trying to keep her out of trouble. What starts as a night of good old-fashioned fun and flirting quickly changes as they find themselves at the doorstep of the Hollow House Bed and Breakfast.

Characters: OFCs Antha and Tessa King, original characters/vampires

WARNINGS: 18+ for suggestive themes and violence, cursing, implied drug use, implied rape, stressful/scary situations, vampires, and characters with incredible hair-- you’ve been warned. Read at your own discretion.

Word Count: 2228

Part Two: Long into the Night

        The bass swelled and the drums cracked imitating well-known pop-rock songs that sent the patrons into a lather. Antha wasn’t the only one that finally felt it: the night was officially popping-off as it were and when she followed Tessa’s lead people stared.

        As if caught in a fever-dream, the mirrored image of them simply blew one young man’s mind. Way past his limit, he asked one of the twins “Are you real?” Zoey stepped in, pulling her friends around them acting as a barrier. With the added security in numbers, Antha started to relax, even have a little fun; also, knowing that Doug was on his way helped. The song led into another fan favorite and then another; they rolled with the rhythm, working up a sweat that no air conditioner could soothe.

        Something caught Antha’s eye. It was Franco, watching them, flipping the top of his lighter. A chill ran up her spine. She figured now was the best time to break the news to Tessa.

        “Hey, we’re going home after this,” she yelled into her twin’s ear, “one more round and then home.”

        “What did I tell you? We’re going to have fun!” Tessa proclaimed like it was the only stance she had ever believed in.

        “I just have this feeling Tess, I don’t want to go to that bonfire.”

        “You don’t have to! You’re not my third wheel, just get on home then—I’m going out to get lucky!” Tessa shimmied to her Daft Punk reference as the band began to play Get Lucky. She hummed when she followed Antha’s eyes across the floor toward the booth, where Franco lounged. “How can you resist that tall glass of water?”

        “We’re not going. You can have him over for brunch tomorrow,” Antha turned into the spitting image of her mother on the spot, as if compromising with a child. Every so often she checked the door, wishing Doug would just appear to help wrangle her girlfriends. She was truly outnumbered.

        Tessa laughed incredulously, “Franco doesn’t do brunch.”

        “And he’s not doing this either.” Antha waved her hand between the two of them as if a package deal. Tessa stopped dancing, her brow cocked and arms crossed. Zoey piped in that she would go, as did one of her cronies. Tessa shifted her weight and tossed her hair with her unequivocal “I do what I want” look, then she led the girls off the floor toward the bathroom. Antha trailed behind them, hot on their heels.

        She stood outside her sister’s stall trying to be as reasonable as the cocktail coursing through her veins would allow. Tessa and the others finally came out with the flush of toilets reverberating into one long sustained note, suggesting a migraine to Antha. “Oh, you’re still here? I thought you went home.” Tessa began, her attitude getting away from her as she preened in the mirror. Zoey tried to mediate but fell silent when the twin stated her case.

        “Look, if José asked, if Treyvon, if Brian asked—I would go! We could have fun—I just don’t like Franco. He’s got that weird, slow drawl—he disappears then reappears—where does he go? Where? To bonfires on Slaughter Beach? This sounds like the plot of every slasher horror flick ever made!” Antha explained, exasperated.

        “This is just like ‘the Treyvon incident’ years ago, when he touched your hair—it’s like an endless tug of war with you Ant. You never let anything go!” She rolled her eyes to the ceiling, tired of her sister.

        “Tessa. He didn’t touch my hair—he snuck up behind me, fisted my dreads and whispered some nonsense about reigns or riding—or some shit! You know damn well he’s never ridden a horse so I can only imagine what he meant!” Antha grew annoyed recapping history when all it did was make Tessa laugh as if that was one of those old fond memories. Zoey blushed and covered her mouth, feeling a bit mortified for them both.

        “Maybe, I’ll explain it to you when you’re older.” Tessa shot back as she dabbed her neck with a damp towel. She began mumbling her usual rhetoric of Antha should ‘grow up and relax’, but a moment later she slouched against the counter.

        “If this is going to be a thing let’s just stay local—we can hit up the diner, you know like old times—summer is just starting, class is about to let out, we can head down to the beach another night.” Zoey rationalized.

        “Whoa…” Tessa sighed as if she wasn’t part of the conversation and held fast to the sink. She seemed woozy and held her head.

        “Who bought you drinks other than me?” Antha immediately took her sister up by the face and stared into her rapidly dilating pupils.

        “No, no, its not like that—he’s just got some good shit I haven’t had in a while.” She explained, completely detached.

        “Did you know about this?” Antha barked over her shoulder at Zoey and her friends; the girls hemmed and hawed like they were lined up for her firing squad. Of course, Franco had good shit, she thought. In the light of the bathroom Antha could tell she was the only mostly sober woman in the group. “We’re going home now.” She pulled Tessa and the rest from the bathroom, her head pounding from the music and cheap whiskey.

        When they got outside Franco was leaning on the back of his truck bed as if he were waiting to round up a herd of sheep. One of his friends, beer in hand, offered to help the girls up. Two climbed in, but Zoey hesitated, debating if she was more afraid of missing out or Antha. Antha put Tessa in her car and told her not to move; before she could hunt Franco down she found him lumbering toward her.

        “What is wrong with you? She’s as high as a kite!” She confronted him, attempting to keep her voice low.

        “Really?” He replied with mild surprise. “Well I got yer friends here—y’all still welcome to come down if you want.” He handed her the messenger bag and continued casually, his hands in his pockets as if he couldn’t fathom why she was upset. She threw her bag in the back and slammed the door—praying that Doug’s Buick would be squealing into the parking lot right about now.

        “You’re trouble, you know that? My sister doesn’t need a redneck like you hanging around—so do us a favor and disappear like you always do.” She threatened him as he dryly pulled a cigarette from his other ear and lit it. What else you got behind those ears?

        “Well, I see.” He bent to look in on Tessa who was fighting the urge to laugh or cry, she wasn’t sure in her current state. “I guess I’ll be hitting the road then.” He ironically saluted and turned to his truck. Antha watched as he threw up his tailgate and fired up the engine. His friend and the girls clucking like teenagers in the back.

        Antha sighed and swung herself into the driver’s seat of her sister’s car, realizing she didn’t have the keys in her pocket. When she turned to Tessa to get them, she found an empty seat. To her horror she looked up ahead to see the familiar white hot-pants climbing into the passenger side of Franco’s monster-sized truck. She jumped from the car, prepared to block the way and be crushed rather than watch him drive away with her.

        Before she could take one step closer her ears filled with the shrieking of brakes slamming behind her. She hadn’t had time to turn before flashes of color and angry feet whizzed by her body. Someone shouldered her out of the way, knocking her to the ground. The air filled with the unmistakable sound of shattering glass. The girls were suddenly screaming and jumping from the truck bed as Antha held herself, recoiled on the ground and terrified.

        “What the fuck?” Franco bellowed as José took a baseball bat to his side mirror and his crew slashed the back tires. “Who is this guy?” He yelled, completely blindsided, not truly wanting the answer. The invading men knocked out the taillights as José threw open the door and yanked Franco from his seat.

        “Tessa!” Antha held herself, her shoulder throbbing. The men circled as Franco attempted to defend his case.

        “Dude, I don’t know you—are you her boyfriend? Look, I don’t know what the—” He tried to set a standard for the situation before it escalated further. When José’s fist met Franco’s mouth Antha turned from the riot, too afraid to look. The sound of knuckles crashing against teeth was enough visual for her.

        “Tessa!” She called again as she pulled herself up to get her sister. Tessa was called by the men too as if insisting she bear witness to their fury.

        The passenger door groaned open and all that could be seen was a blur of white as Tessa hopped out and bolted from the parking lot and into the corn fields. With a surge of adrenaline Antha found her feet rushing as fast as they could after her sister. The shoddy bar and its watered-down drinks fell away from her like dead weight as the fear set in that her sister was running into the great unknown without her full faculties.

        The broken corn stalks and uneven ground was all she could follow—the only evidence to lead her to her fleeing sibling. The men brawling sounded distant like a dream from another time; everything, the whole night, was forgotten as Antha called for her lost other-half. She took a sharp left, listening, unable to trust her eyes as everything seemed to be moving. The corn stalks swatted back viciously in their disturbance. The further in she ran the more they grew, reaching to the sky, disorienting her and stinging her arms and face—but not like the terror in her chest, her lungs burned with her efforts. She didn’t know how long she had been running.

        Then there was silence.

        Antha stopped for a moment, unsure where to go, the stalks holding fast like bodyguards, reminding her she didn’t belong there. You’re lost, she swore someone whispered to her. She turned to find no one. “TESSA?” She called. Complete silence. All of her hackles raised as the realization set in that she might end up on the six o’clock news and not be around to watch it. The breeze could barely pass through the crop. “Tessa?” She cried as she desperately looked for those white cut-offs that encased her precious sister.

        She slowly moved forward as the thought occurred to her that they might not be alone. Momma, please I’ll never do anything wrong again! Please help me find her—I swear I didn’t mean to lose her—I swear to you and to God I’ll donate more to the church, I’ll never say the f-word again! I swear— Antha’s internal prayer was cut off as the ground suddenly left her, or rather she left it. After spewing the words she swore she’d never say again, she found herself in a rut. She looked above her head to see the corn stalks leering down at her, as she pulled herself from knotted roots and mud.

        The ground had cut away and she could barely see in the dark the massive crater-sized drop. She looked about with nothing but a freckling of stars and clouded moonlight to her aid. She searched for a way up, but could find none. “Tess—” She began but her voice died in her throat as something moved a few feet off from where she stood. She approached carefully—it could be Tessa, it could be a rabbit, or the Boogey Man—perhaps all of the above. Even the Boogey Man wouldn’t be out in this Delaware heat, she thought to herself, her internal monologue attempting to keep her panic at bay.

        She continued further and swore she saw light through the foliage and dank terrain. Antha followed the specks of light, frightened of what she might find, but too scared to stay in place. She prepared her fists but lost her gumption as a whimper sounded. She thought it was herself at first, but then realized the brush was shuddering and crying. Cautiously she pulled back a branch and found the iconic hot-pants, dirtied and shivering. “Tessa!” She excitedly whispered and threw her arms around her sister.

        “Ant, is that you? I’m so lost—where are we?” She sniffed, dazed and confused.

        “I’m here! I’m here!” She kept whispering and pushing her braids back, inspecting her face and limbs. Tessa’s expression was alien; whatever she had taken was in full affect now. She vomited in the shrubbery next to her. When she was done emptying her stomach, Tessa turned to her sister petrified and pointed. Before Antha could turn she heard a smooth voice cut through the dark.

        “You seem to be lost.” The metal click of a shot gun being cocked and readied trumped all of the twin’s senses—that was until the cool tip of the barrel met the base of Antha’s skull.

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My Boys

Chapter 10

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14

Pairings: Reader x Steve Rogers (best friend) Reader x Bucky Barnes

Word Count:1843

Warnings: Slow Start, Language.

Summary: After being abandoned by her parents in Brooklyn in 1929, y/n makes a living for herself by working for the Црни лабуд gang until she meets two boys in a back alley and her life slowing begins to change.

Annnddd I’m back! so I know it’s been a while since the last update and I just wanna thank you all for having patience with me while I finished up with college, just a warning this chapter may feel a little awkward to read due to me just getting back into my writing mind so apologises in advance for this one. Anyways I’ll quit blabbering, Enjoy everyone! :)

This was my day of reckoning, my punishment for all the bad deeds I’d done over the past couple of years…I was finally being sent to school. Okay maybe that was a tad dramatic, but can you blame me? I mean who wants to be trapped in a building against their will for 7 hours straight learning about dead guys?! No sane person would willingly agree to that crap!

I’ve tried just about everything to avoid my approaching doom, hell I even went as far as hiding in the basement surrounded by cobwebs to try and get out of this, but as per usual neither Steve or Bucky took mercy on me, hence why in currently trapped between the two. “You are aware I’m perfectly capable of walkin’ by myself aren’t ya? The looping of the arms is not needed boys” I swear down these two are being more annoying than usual, and I didn’t think that was humanly possible cause these two are basically the living embodiment of annoyance. Steve turned and raised his eyebrows at me, shaking his head as he let out a small laugh, “Yeah there’s absolutely no way I’m fallin’ for that again, last time that happened it look me and Buck an hour to get you outta that tree”. Ah crap there goes that plan.

I’m pretty sure the noise I made wasn’t even human, it was a mix between a seal and a possessed monkey “I’m not gonna get outta this am I?” “Nope” and que another frustrated groan. “Is this payback for the time I placed that bucket of flour above your bedroom door and watched the both of you turn into ghosts? If it is then I want you to know I regret nothin’” both of them stopped and glared at me, for some reason they didn’t find that as funny as I did, and I have no idea why. Okay whatever you do y/n don’t laugh, even if Steve’s face looks like a slapped arse don’t laugh! A snicker slipped past my lips and a few seconds later I was full on laughin’.  Goddamn it.

Both of em just let out a bunch of sighs and started draggin’ my butt along the street, wait there’s somethin’ I haven’t tried yet…in hindsight this is completely stupid but screw it. “OH MY GOD LOOK A SPACESHIP!” I’m pretty sure poor Bucky jumped outta his skin, Steve ended up trippin’ up and falling down, I’ll admit that I felt bad about but hey may plan worked! So why am I still standin’ there?… maybe we try this thing called running y/n! I quickly pulled my arm away from Bucky and used my new-found freedom to run in the opposite direction of them, I could hear the shouts of protest from the both of them, so I decided to kindly ignore them and absolutely leg it.  “GODAMMN IT Y/N! THIS IS THE FIFTH TIME THIS MORNIN’!” when were the boys gonna catch on that I didn’t wanna go? Do I need to prepare a firework show and blast it in their faces or somethin’…probably.  

I know I probably shouldn’t be smiling, but the feeling of the wind flowing through my hair as my feet hit the ground made me feel free, after so many years I could finally begin acting my age and enjoy my childhood. I finally felt content with my life, which is probably the opposite of what I should be feeling at this moment in time, considering I was currently making my grand escape. And to completely honest I’ve got no bloody clue as to where I am. I glanced behind me to see where the hell those idiots were, to my surprise Steve was directly behind me, Buck was somewhere in the back holdin’ his knee and I’m guessing the daft sod decked it. Why am I not surprised? Okay maybe I should of kept my mouth shut cause literally a second later my foot tripped over a rock and, you guessed correctly, I landed on my ass for the thousandth time!

“Sh*t! Cr*p! B*lls! That f**king hurt!” and that ladies and gentlemen is my fine command of the queens English, a groan of pain made me loose my train of thought as I turned my head to Steve, to put it simply he was laid flat on his back with his eye closed. Well there’s the rush of guilt I’ve been waiting for, “Sh*t Steve I’m sorry, you okay down there tough guy?” I quickly offered him my hand to help him up, I mean it’s the least I could do. Steve’s hand grabbed mine, a not so quiet grunt of pain made me feel even worse, quick question why am I such an assh*le at times? “Yeah, I’m fine y/n, don’t worry about it you know for a fact I’ve had worse” a quiet sigh left my lips as I brought him in for a hug, which was a tiny bit awkward due to the height difference. Once we pulled away from each other, I couldn’t supress the need to check him for anymore injuries, much to Steve’s embarrassment and Bucky’s amusement, “Jesus I’m gonna have to start wrapping ya up in blankets and pillows, Steve how the hell did you manage to get a bruise on your ear?!”

The sudden gasp behind me pretty much answered the question for me, it’s safe to say barney boy is in trouble…for the first in my life Bucky looks pretty f**king terrified of me, perfect. Slowly I started inching towards him, the glare I was sending him would probably make a demon cry for his mum…so yeah imma go kill the boy. I didn’t even have to say anything, he just started runnin’, “IT’S NOT MY FAULT HE STOLE MY FR**KING PUDDIN’ AND THE PUNK KNOWS I LOVE MY PUDDIN!’” YEP DEFINITELY KILLIN’ HIM “HE IS A SMALL AND GENTLE BOY HOW IN THE NAME OF HELL CAN YOU EVEN THINK OF LAYIN’ A HAND ON ‘IM?!” god this sounds like a bleeding soap opera.

 At this point I wouldn’t be surprised of someone called the cops on us, all everyone woulda seen was a big lad runnin’ for his life as a small lass tried to murder him while a smaller lad ran after the pair yellin’ for em to quit it.  Now that I think about, that’s actually hilarious. Wait, where was I? ah yes the murdering of one James Barnes…okay that is not a normal sentence I am aware. “HE.STOLE.MY.PUDDIN’! THAT A CRIME WORTHY OF DEATH!” oh for f**ksake “HOW THE HELL DO YA KNOW IT WAS HIM?! DID YOU NOT THINK IT COULDA BE BECCA?!” I think he made a sudden realisation, cause the dumbass stopped running and BOOM I was on the freakin’ floor. Again. We both groaned, mine was mostly in annoyance more than anything, but seriously the bloody floor is quickly becoming me best mate! “…. It just dawned on me that that could be a possibility…” if my neck twisted any quicker I’m 100% sure that I’d end up doin’ that weird owl thing “Oh now you realise?! Ya gonna say sorry to Steve or not?” a few seconds of silence gave me my answer. “Don’t give me that look y/n! I ain’t doing s**t till I’ve got some evidence so he’s still under my list of suspects!” oh my Jesus Christ this is gonna be the day I get arrested for murder isn’t it?

“Barnaby…you have exactly five seconds to run for your life so I highly recommend you get your affairs in order and kiss ya ass goodbye” oh hey look at that I didn’t yell at him! Well done me I’m so proud! “could you two quit trying to kill each other for 5 minutes?! We’re already late enough as is it and I ain’t explainin’ to the teacher why Buck’s outta it on the floor!” my f**kin god Steve just yelled! At me! why do I never have a camera when this s**t happens?  “Jeez, alright I’ll murder him later, calm your damn t*ts Rogers” and cue the sound of barely contained frustration in 3,2,1….

“I’m beginning to get the feelin’ that you don’t like me y/n” oh really? I wonder what gave that away “wow you catch on quickly don’t ya Barnaby?” by the looks of things I’m really doing wonders for his ego, buck’s head looks like it’s gotten smaller so the risk of him turning into a hot air balloon’s gone down. The feeling of a pair of eyes glaring at the back of my head once again reminded me that the blonde boy was quickly getting tired of our crap, my worst fears were confirmed once I met Steve’s surprisingly intimidating glare…how he manages to be both adorable and beyond f**king terrifying is a mystery to me. “Okay I’m comin’ just stop staring at me like I just murdered your kitten!” and the little s**t has the nerve to smirk and look pleased with himself, ugh he’s been hanging ‘round me and Bucky too long that’s for sure.

“Ya know Buck and you are gonna be the death of me” right do I be offended or pleased with that statement? “actually, if anything it’s gonna be the pair of you that send me to an early grave cause god knows the both of ya don’t know how to stay outta trouble” two muffled sounds of protest came from my left and from behind me, “what’s that supposed to mean?!” once again the point has been missed “do you really wanna know the answer to that? I’ve got my report and presentation ready on how you two are a pair of numpties”.

Maybe that was a tad harsh…okay wait never mind it seems I’ve learned how to fly again with the assistance of one James Buchannan Barnes. “this is coming from the girl who can’t walk five feet without fallin’ over somethin’?” as much as I hate to admit it the walking embodiment of frustration and annoyance has a point “what you call fallin’ I call floor hugs, now how about you pUT ME DOWN FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!” wait when did Steve walk off? See this is what happens when an overgrown ape demands attention. I don’t even have to look at Buck to know he’s givin’ me that look that says, “what the hell?” and “I’m not surprised by this” at the same time, “Nah I don’t think that’s gonna happen doll” the temptation to kick ‘im where the sun doesn’t shine is too much to bare for me at this point. “And you wonder why I love Steve more that you” Buck’s face kinda looked like someone just shoved a whole lemon in his mouth, I’m almost certain that he woulda dropped me on my ass if it wasn’t for the fact that Steve came over and dragged us both through the gates of hell.

This is gonna be so much fun!……said no-one ever.  

Okay…maybe it didn’t suck as much a thought it did, hopefully my skills as a writer will come back for the next couple of chapters XD Thanks for reading ! :)

Rose xxx

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Rules: answer 17 questions and tag 17 people you want to get to know better!

Tagged by @jazthespazz ! Nickname: Juju, July 

Zodiac sign: Cancer (it’s my birthday today !)

Height: 160 cm

Hogwarts house : Ravenclaw

Last thing I googled: My father’s name, he’s a physician and he told me he has the picture of a random old bald man associated with his cabinet’s address on google so I checked it out to have a laugh

Favourite musician: I don’t think I have any, my brother is a professional drummer so I suppose he is

Song stuck in my head: Hey Sunshine – Rare Americans

Followers: 92, including lots of porn blogs for some reason

Following: Omg only 84, thought I had more ! I always see the same people reblogging from the sames blogs so it’s not easy for me to find new people to follow

Amount of sleep: 8 hours per night is the bare minimum for me, otherwise I simply turn my alarm off without remembering 

What are you wearing? A pretty teal/green jumpsuit with coral flowers, round mettalic blue glasses and earrings made with turquoise stone

Lucky numbers: 2 I guess ?

Dream job: Veterinarian, I also love my job (I’m an OT)

Dream trip: Any wildlife park

Favourite instruments: Piano ! I’m a piano player but I’m too nervous to play in front of anybody

Languages: I’m French so I obviously am fluent in French, I’m good in English in order to survive on the internet and because I grew with anime only subbed in that langage, I studied Spanish at school but forgot most of it

Favourite songs: I like so many different styles, my playlist has no constancy ! I could have added many Disney songs but here are a few other things I’m into :

Caravan Palace – Lone digger https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TbsBEb1ZxWA

Aurora – The seed https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MUIIkBZVzTU

Juniper Vale – Singing in the rain https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lBOtZ_oJNV4

Thérapie Taxi – Hit sale https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOyIJl6N5y4&list=PL_CN5T4QRB_CUJsMIPKqkknDC1Odsu8o9&index=1

Part Time Friends – Fire https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=InEWwlFVBvM&list=RDMM&index=3

CRX – Broken bones https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=28T5N7Z-02c

Lord Huron – The night we met https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KtlgYxa6BMU

Daft Punk – Something about us https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=em0MknB6wFo

Favourite authors: I don’t really have one but I liked their books : Christelle Dabos, Ai Yazawa, Leigh Bardugo

Favourite animal sound: I basically love every sound that involves an animal (except fly/mosquitos songs haha), the most magical song I heard was a pack of wolves howling, but I also love to hear my cats purring, my rabbit eating its vegetables, plus I volunteer at a wildlife rehabilitation center every week and when baby birds are screaming for food it melts my heart… Ugh I don’t know ! I’m an animal person to the core, could talk about it for hours

Random fact: I’ve teached my dog (beagle) how to take off socks for absolutely no reason

Aesthetic: I’ve never thought about that actually. I like when things have a hidden/deeper meaning that makes you think about it for a few more days and gets you emotional. I also crave for empathy in its every form, does that count ?

Now I’m tagging @hisanakubi , @flufs, @i-peed-so-hard-i-laughed , @actual-queen-josephine  and @mickey42315 , only if you want to do it of course

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If Henry Bolet continued to work with Nancy after CRY: A Series (can be taken as both platonic and romantic)

MID - last one guys, thanks for reading

- so because Nancy’s case goes from Germany to Salem, I’m going to say that Henry was with Nancy in Germany

- when Nancy asks him to join her to Germany, Henry starts sobbing uncontrollably and speaking incomprehensible words

Henry (sobbing): NANCE! NANCY DREW! You’re ALIVE?!?! Where have you been!??!? Everyone’s been looking for you for 4 years now! You just disappeared! No one could find anything (sobs)! We all thought (sobs)! I thought I lost another p-(sobs harder) Your father —. Whenever we asked for an investigation we just got summaries of all the previous cases you’ve been on, like what the hell is that!?!?

Nancy: so, about Germany....

- it isn’t until the plane ride to Germany that Henry realizes: “Nance? What happened to your voice?”

- when Nancy gets the book stolen by Jason: Henry chases after him cause military boy, Nancy does not yell “stop” cause that’s freaking dumb. And then Jason puffs off, Henry:

- when Henry meets Teegan and Deirdre:

Nancy : why are they swaying so much?

Henry: they’ve been possessed

- when Henry meets Mei:

Like they’re going to hit it off cause Henry just gets that “stick it to the man” energy, but initially it’s just a stare down

- when Nancy sees Mei’s room and comments how she shouldn’t go in:

Henry: right, need me to distract Mei while so you can snoop?

Nancy: no, that would be wrong.

Henry:

- when Nacy goes to town and meets Olivia, Henry has a full own rant to express how much he hates the capitalist construct of Halloween and turning moments of tragic history into a ghost tour. Like Henry seems the kind of guys who values the history more than the “spooky legends”. Probably bonds on Teegan with this and is able to get more clues out from her than Nancy.

- When Henry meets Judge Danforth:

Henry: how is it possible to lock yourself into a room??

Also,

Henry: these are the type of people who make you wait for endlessly while on hold

- neutral on Alicia

- loves the graveyard area. It’s small but beautiful and cozy at night. Will definitely light a candle and put it on the grave.

- loves the path of Hawthorn house. Freaks out with the jump scare. His scream alerts Lauren, not Nancy suddenly fading out

- instantly reminded of Renee, little weary but also a little sad cause he’s reminded of home and the mess that ensued. Gets a little homesick. Romantic potential here to have Nancy pick on how Lauren’s herbal work might bring bad memories to Henry and console him as they walk back to the Parry house.

- excited to see the Hardy boys. First time he’d be seeing them, they hit off right away. Probably closer to Joe cause Joe would accept him right away while Frank would be a little awkward at first

- makes the pancakes. I have a persona headcanon that he’s great at cooking seeing as he went to boarding and military school, he learned to take care of himself. So much early morning fluff potential here with Nancy if romantic

- is not into making herbal remedies, leaves that to Nancy as he snoops around

- kinda let down by the Hawthorn house, it’s not as cool as he thought it would be.

- cries when he sees the museum and library cause this is all they have? This? The Salem witch trials have sparked so much studies and this is all they have to show for it? Bruno Bolet had more stuff in his library that these guys! Takes out his frustration on carving pumpkins, then goes and gets the research material for Nancy

-when calling Teegan’s boyfriend:

Henry: they’re dating?!? Like even Henry knows somethings odd

Also, on the topic of phone calls

- if this was romantic, I don’t think Ned would call it Nancy would mind so much if she heard *that woman*

- if this was platonic this can go two ways:

1. Henry overhears and tells Nancy to focus on the case to distract her mind, meanwhile he’s aggressively texting Ned to explain himself and call Nancy back

2. If Henry has a crush on Nancy, oh this has so much angst potential where he wants to console her and ask Ned what’s up but he also wants Nancy to dump Ned and be with him...

Also, I have a personal headcanon that the woman in the phone was Summer, cause he and Ned went to the same college, and Summer knew Henry from college so there’s like some interesting potential to explore there. Maybe Henry panics and tells Ned about Summers true personality!?!?

- that moment with Deirdre in the car with the music that sounds similar to Daft Punk Get Lucky:

Henry: awkward third wheel in the back

When Mei happens to be playing this song and Nancy tried to be buddy buddy with her:

He just pushes her aside and takes over. Knows Mei is hidding something but can’t for the life of him understand why

- doesn’t like how secretive everyone is being and how they are all being careful and soft around Mei. Almost wants to gather everyone and yell at them for keeping grudges and secrets

- So MID gave Deirdre the best turn around, he gets along with all her sass. Laughs when she insults Jason.

- does not like Jason

- opinion on Alica changes with the home cooked meal metaphor. Cause GROSS woman! Also, Ifnthus was romantic, Nancy would have to change her metaphor cause Henry, sweet as he is, is not a home cooked guys unless you’re part of the Adam’s family.

- i get the feeling that Henry knows a lot of random knowledge, especially on dark or morbid topics. So I feel he would know quiet a bit on the Salem Witch trials and brings up things like mugwort poisoning, sexual assault, land grabbing, etc. There are a lot of theories behind the Salem trials, you guys should check it out.

- if Henry goes with the Hardy boys there’s potential for bro bonding in a cemetery to occur. Or idk, maybe Henry had a crush on one of the brothers and thinks investigating ghosts in the cemetery is a great place to get closer.

- if romantic with Nancy, he goes back to the Parry house and they bond over discussing the case.... or Neds behaviour

- the whole ergot poisoning can also have some hurt/fluff potential. Person A gets sick Person B panics and heals them. Person B gets mad at whoever poisoned Person A

- when he learns about the whole trio friendship and the fire and how the town blamed Mei cause she’s a “bad kid” he gets really pisses off

Ranting to Nancy: how is this legally possible?!? How is it possible to plan a crime ON A MINOR who wasn’t even involved. She was just there at the time. Hello!? Who did the freaking investigation?!? What’s their number? I just have some questions!

- really doesn’t understand how Salem is able to get away with these things. Like ya ya he gets the connection to the witch trials but bitch this is the 21st century! We have laws to prevent witch trials!!

- doesn’t understand why Lauren’s guardian didn’t just give Lauren the stupid deed for the burnt up house

- when investigating Olivia’s store: mutters about how this is ruining the true Halloween aesthetic! Also concerned with how she’s earning money cause if I remember correctly, she doesn’t charge for her tours and gives iPads away without making sure people return them?!?

-feels that Nancy spends way too much time talking and less time snooping

- doesn’t understand how the Judge can’t figure out who broke into the court house

- when he finds out that Mei has been covering for Jason.... is just like... dude, you do know you can get a record for aiding a criminal??

- when he learns Jason’s reason for stealing the book and helping Alicia: 😒

Henry: can’t stand rich people

Nancy: you’re rich

Henry: but you don’t see me commiting crime

Nancy: what about selling Bruno’s property before it was yours to sell? What was it you told me? I was naughty....

Henry: do not make me remember 😳

- when he learns that Alicia was the one who set the house on fire and caused everyone to get ergot poisoning, and her reason for doing so: okay he can go along with this, it seems in line for a ND villain

- but when he learns about TEEGAN MOTHAFUCKIN PERRY and what she did:

Nancy has to hold him back from unleashing his anger

- really worried for Mei here. Half tempted to offer her a place to stay at his manor:

Henry: listen the downside is that there’s a cemetery attached. The pros is that none of the people buried have any intentions of framing you

Also tells Deirdre that she’s quite sane compared to her extended family

- with the whole underground tunnels Henry’s like:

- given Henry’s propensity for ghosts and gothic, there could be this cool second story where he can communicate with the dead women and they help him help Nancy solve the case and they are the ones who help Henry lead the group out of the tunnels

- the end game “party” is cool for like 5 min. Then Henry’s slipping out ✌️

There’s so much romantic potential with this end because it could be him and Nancy or one of the Hardy boys walking off together, there could be a romantic confession/angst scenario

And that’s it for Henry guys.

#nancy drew #henry bolet #Midnight in Salem

[graceeast]

Diary of high school meme

 this is a joke NSFW 18+

Part 1

My bro walks up to me and is like Benny how you feeling? I say I feel great, even though that’s not my name that’s not my name. Then we both hit the woah at the same exact time.

Then his VSCO girlfriend says an I opp sksksksk. Then she says WHO EVER JUST SENT YOU THIS JUST DUMPED YOUR ASS!

Then my guy turns to her and says respect the drip Karen!

Then I say no matter what, he will always come back to me.

Then my bro and I hug no homo though. Then we walk away to the song Rockstar by: Smashmouth, while doing the floss aggressively.

Then we go and play Minecraft together while drinking Bang and eating Doritos till one in the morning.

But then my bros mother Linda sent me home. ☹

 

Part 2

Linda is such a bitch “B-I-C-T-H in that order!” she always makes me leave A-arons house at one thirty in the morning.

Later that week A-aron and I took a seat in class. Then our teacher kept talking about China and how more then half our exports come from there.

Then A-aron went outside to vape. Karen then comes over and says give me your Juul. Then I say no Karen that Juul coast me sixty dollars. I had to get a senior to pay for it. I only work at Chilis so it took three paychecks to buy.

That night I worked and everyone at once said “Welcome to Chilis!” I just ignored them and kept walking as I usually do.

I go home then check my Reddit and Twitter fifty times to make sure I am still verified.

 

Part 3

The next day comes and I pick up A-aron up in my sick 2001 Toyota Camry it is beige of course only the sickest color.

We then get Karen and you won’t believe what she did… she yeeted my vape out the window! What the fork Karen! That took three paychecks from Chilis to buy.

Karen then says she hates that place and last time she ate there, they messed up he order. So she complained to the manager.

Damn Karen, I don’t need her anyway I will always have my bro A-aron. Our nights together watching Shrek 3 and Cars 2… Best movies ever! And of course, listening to our lord and savior Daft Punk on full volume.

 

Part 4

A bunch of kids are doing a fundraiser for Harambe and I am all for it of course “save the whales.”

And that’s why I only use Twizzlers to drink my RedBull. I don’t always drink RedBull but when I do I use a Twizzler as a straw then eat it.

Later I texted A-aron on my Nokia phone I sent him exactly 69 memes at exactly 4:20 as it is totally lit to do so every day. I said we should totally get back at Karen for throwing my Juul. He disagreed with me, then I told him to stop being such a girl. Then he says don’t assume my gender and I said look man I had no idea. Then he said you just did it again. I give up!

Then I smoked the devils cabbage and went to sleep #Blazeit

 

Part 5

A-aron and I made up he bought me a new Juul and said that our friendship is never ogre. So then I said #Fam! Then he and I did our secret handshake which consists a dab the woah and five different Fortnite dances.

Today I started dating Kim Vardashian she is a #skinnylegend who is also thicc with two c’s. I can’t wait till we can aggressively hug! But she is embarrassed of our love because I am a freshman and she is a senior.

I think today is the day I try out for the school play we are putting on the production Mulan 3. I want to play the part of Simba.

That night for dinner A-aron and I got Subway #I’m lovin’ it, it was mmm… mmm… mmm… finger licking good. Then we bought two cotton candy Juul cartridges from Kim and vaped all night.

 

 

Part 6

My Nokia phone stopped working so I went to the closest Radio Shack and got a brand-new Blackberry with a slide out key pad. It was very dope!

Since it was Saturday I went home and hardcore gamed on my Tamagotchi. It died ☹… it was sad until a new one came, and I bought all the snacks for it!

Kim is such a slut she broke up with me and told me she was only dating me because I have a job and gave her money to buy stuff from Gucci. Then she told me 20$ a week was not cutting it. Then I told her that’s all I make in a week. Now I also work for Walmart to make more money. But I guess it still was not enough for her. Damn Kim at least I have A-aron   

 

Part 7

A-aron and Kim got together I tried telling him that she was a bitch. But the #thirstisreal for him like he is the Sahara Desert when it comes to women. He really doesn’t care but I will be there if his heart gets broken.

Today is also my cousins 18th birthday and he is getting a tattoo. Its going to be a 95 the 9 is going to be a butterfly and the 5 is going to be a bee, and under it will say float like a butterfly sting like a bee Kachow -Lightning McQueen

He is actually going to get two tattoos the other one is going to be a glass of milk, swiss cheese, yogurt and under that one its going to say #legen-dairy #veganforlife. He is also getting Gingy from Shrek slippers

 

Part 8

Karen got hit with a tour bus!!! We rushed her to the hospital and to the psych ward cuz she cray cray.

Its been a month since A-aron and Kim got together I am very surprised. We all visited Karen today and then Kim said they were expecting. Then Karen said boom pregnant.

Apparently, the baby is going to be a reincarnation of Donald Trump and the baby is going to be huodge. But this is all according to Karen. But it seems legit, so I believe it.

I’ve been taking care of Karen’s dog Lo-Maine. He wares a Supreme hoodie and a Rolly on his wrist and even has Jorden’s and I must dress him every day #1stworldprobs.

 

Part 9

Karen got released today from the hospital and to celebrate she stole her moms ID and went to Iowa to celebrate. She then sent me a video of herself, “Hi my name I Kendall and I am here in Cedar Rapids once again asking for your support.” Your support for what I thought but then I saw it Kendall Landers-Linton 2020 president, Kendall must be her mom’s name.

Kim is now 5 months prego and still hanging on strong and everyone helps her with stupid shit like the teachers tell her she can have extensions on all her assignments. So unfair I get an erection every hour and I don’t get extensions on anything except my dick.

Who would vote for Karen I mean she looks like a 40-year-old woman, but she’s crazy to think that they won’t figure out that she’s just 20 and a senior in high school.

That day was crazy, so I went on my computer and watched my extra special anime movie if you know what I mean 😉. Jerked the turkey for 30 minutes and felt way more relaxed after my little session thank god for Japanese henti.

 

Part 10

Today we watched the Sanic the hedgehog movie it was the best movie ever in the movie Shrek and Sanic have a relationship. They end up getting married and having aggressive sex while listening to all of Smash mouths songs. Then they had hedgehog ogre hybrid babies they were so ugly that they were cute.

I later sat in class with A-aron he said that after watching that Sanic movie that he wasn’t sure if he was ready to be a father. Because Shrek and Sanic made for a really good couple and were good at raising their kids. I told him not to worry and that if he watched all the Shrek movies and played all the Sanic games that he had already learned all he needs to about fatherhood. He felt relieved after I said all that, he said it was good that he did all the necessary research we then dabbed and then the bell rang.

Kim went into labor at lunch it was really disgusting, but interesting because all these people came, and our school nurse Joe Biden delivered the baby. Kim decided to name her son Boe Jiden after Joe Biden’s name, the school nurse was in tears until he saw another baby coming out. It’s a girl!!!! Kim named that kid Karen Jr. after her best friend. It was amazing then I told A-aron that his sperm must be made of steel since he had two kids, he then punched me in the arm no homo though.   

Part 11

All of the sudden another baby just shoulder dropped itself out of Kim. It was a boy!!! "I will name this one Jim Cenass" (all of the sudden from the corner you here horribly played kazoo it plays the John Cena fan fair) do do do do... it's that new transfer student Korona Tortilla Vanbargen Sale Pool Noodle the 4th KTVSPN4 for short. Jim Cenass starts waving his hand in front of his face as of to say you cant see me then he just goes ham on our school nurse Joe Biden. The principal Jeb Bush had to break up the fight. Then Jim started fighting Boe and Karen jr. It was something else.

Our new transfer student KTVSPN4 is very strange she kinda keeps to herself but at least she made friends with Kim and Karen. She's from China and is such a cry baby she keeps complaining that her sister died of this weird disease. But other then that been helping A-Aron with his three babies Jim is a handful and we have to keep him away from the others but it's kinda hard now because they have already started calling and Jim can walk.

Part 12

Today I was just sitting in Chillery Hiltons history class when all of the sudden I heard loud noises coming from above me. Then Boe and Joe just shoulder dropped onto the teacher it was very strange. Thankfully Chillery is going to be ok!

Later that day Kim's babies are getting baptized by our local priest Dr. Phil. Jim was not having it and started going ham on Dr. Phil. Dr. Phil then say y'all need Jebus in your life. Phil then #getsrektmydude. And Bylieye Eyelash starts playing her song I'm the Evil Man which was perfect for the occasion.

We all had an assembly today our principal Jeb said it was to recognize great teachers in our school. "Best dance teacher Shreckira" Shreckira goes up and can not hold herself together it was major aco taco.

"Lane Jinch for best gym teacher" Lane goes up and says "I know I'm the best." "Sernie Banders best public speaking teacher" Sernie goes up and gives a 50 page long speech how he doesn't deserve this. "Steve Harvey for best health teacher and guidance counselor" Steve then goes up and starts talking about how important college is and the birds and the bees. And last but not least "Beyonce for best music teacher" Beyonce comes up and starts singing my Heart will go on by Celine Dion. Jeb then says please clap!

Part 13

Today Karen got Lo majne trained to be a service dog naturally every one at school wanted to pet lo majne. Karen was like "I'm working bitch" so we all backed off because Karen is crazy!

Today I went to the super market and you know your boy broke yo. So I tried to take some stuff you know and you will never believe what they did. They tried to arrest my ass I dont deserve this I'm broke and now they want me to go to court. Like type 2 diabetes ain't no body got time for that. My lawyer says they will fight for me they dont have a gender and they call themselves foxy Roxy. Hopefully foxy Roxy has my back and we win.

Hey I'm foxy Roxy I usually work at a drag strip club and men eat me up. Just when you thought your husband was straight oh no honey he ain't. I make about 10million pennies or should I say 10 million penis's every show and I live in a trailer with my sweet heart wide boy and I will win this

#funny #short story #fiction

[opalescent-cheetah]

I Don’t Know What To Do (About This Dream And You), 2/5 - Methydoll

Summary: Baseball players and mythical beings are a potent combination. After Crystal catches her eye on the baseball field, Nicky makes a decision that turns her entire world upside down. Meanwhile, Crystal is caught in a mysterious dreamscape, chasing a creature with eyes like liquid gold.

Inspired by these songs: “She’s So High” - Tal Bachman; “Digital Love” - Daft Punk; “Baby” - Francesca Blanchard

Chapter Summary: Crystal is visited by a mystical bird person in the middle of the night. Nobody believes her.

A/N: Part 2 of my fic for @cobblestaubrey​ . Now, we get into the magical side of things...

Ao3 // Previous Chapter

Chapter 2 - Crystal

The air is heavy, dark, pressing on Crystal’s bruised ribs like a weighted blanket. She draws another laboured breath, trying to ignore the pain searing through her chest. Her wrist is no better; it wouldn’t stop throbbing for the better part of the afternoon, and even now, it aches dully, constantly reminding her of its presence.

The pain isn’t the worst thing, though. It hurts more to know that she won’t be able to play for a week, maybe two. Today, she’d only had to spend two innings in the dugout, but she still felt useless, doing nothing but pressing ice to her wrist and her ribs.

She stiffens when her open window creaks. In this oppressive silence, every sound is deafening, and Crystal doesn’t miss the rustling noise of movement. It’s more than the whistling breeze through the curtains. Something - or someone - is outside. 

It’s probably just some funky night creature having a good time, she tries to assure herself, but is immediately proven wrong when a dark figure creeps in through the window.

What the fuck.

Crystal is too terrified to scream. Instead, her mind runs in chaotic circles as the figure straightens. They are clearly humanoid, with slender legs and fair hair, shining silver in the watery half-light. Crystal can barely see more than the edges of moonlight on their gentle jawline, but it’s enough. Whoever this is, they shouldn’t be here.

How did they get in, anyways? She’s on the second floor, and they couldn’t possibly have climbed up here so silently that Crystal only noticed them when they were sneaking into the window.

The figure takes a step closer, moving one arm into the moonlight, and it’s only then that Crystal notices the feathers. 

Wings.

They aren’t human. 

Maybe they’re a sleep paralysis demon, Crystal thinks. Maybe that’s why she hasn’t screamed yet. 

She lies, frozen but for the constant throbbing of her injuries, as the figure steps closer to her bed, moving with all the elegant grace of a goddess. Their feathers, silvery-white in the moonlight, billow around them like a cape. When they finally turn their gaze towards Crystal, her breath catches in her throat. 

They have the most beautiful eyes she’s ever seen: a luminescent gold, inhumanly bright, brilliant in the hazy dark of the room. The figure blinks, and Crystal swears she sees them smile.

You’re too pretty to be a demon, she thinks. The stray thought catches her off-guard, and she averts her eyes again. 

A rustling of feathers reclaims her attention almost immediately. The figure has raised a wing, and a moment later, Crystal feels the brush of feathers along her wrist and chest. In an instant, all her pain vanishes, and the creature briefly seems to tremble. 

Crystal wants to speak, wants to call out, wait, what did you do to me? but the figure has already turned away. They hesitate at the window, casting one last look over their shoulder before they disappear into the night. 

~

Crystal flexes her fingers, swivelling the bat around in her hands. Her wrist moves painlessly; if anything, it’s stronger than it was before she injured it.

“I’m telling you, it was like magic,” she says, propping the bat back up against the wall. “I was just in my room, and--”

“And some crazy bird person crawled in through the window, touched you, and took away all your pain. We know,” Jaida interrupts dryly, cocking a brow in clear disbelief. 

“But that - that’s really what happened, I swear!” 

Jaida purses her lips but doesn’t comment further.

“Seriously!” Crystal insists, knowing full well that she probably sounds like she’s lost her mind. It’s too late now, though - and besides, how else is she supposed to explain her fully-healed injuries? “I know I saw them. They came up right by my bedside, and they had these piercing golden eyes, like… like, I don’t know, the sun or something, they were so bright. And - and they had wings instead of arms, with all these feathers, and--” 

“Look,” Jan says gently, “what matters is that you’re able to play today. I’m just glad to see you better.”

Crystal sighs, defeated. 

“Yeah. Me too.” She flexes her hand again before brushing her fingers along her ribcage. She remembers how it felt, waking up the next morning feeling not just better, but completely new. Nothing short of a miracle could have made that happen.

She’s oddly unfocused during the game, missing an easy catch and fumbling with the ball. Her mind is elsewhere, the darkness behind her eyelids filled only with luminescent golden eyes. She’s forced to confront it when Jaida glances over at her from the pitching mound, a quizzical yet concerned look on her face. 

“You good, Crys?”

“I’m fine, I’m fine, I--” Crystal falters. “God, I’m sorry, I really suck today, don’t I?” It’s not a question, but she phrases it like one anyway, hoping for a little bit of reassurance. 

But this is Jaida, and while she is a lot of things - a talented sportswoman, a bit of a goofball and a great friend - she isn’t one to sugarcoat a bad situation. 

“Child, you know I love you, but I think you need a break,” she says simply. “You still thinking about your bird person?”

Crystal frowns, sure that Jaida is going to tease her, but she nods anyways. 

“Thought so,” Jaida says, offering her a sympathetic smile. “I still can’t say I believe you, but you’ll have to tell me more about them later, alright? We’ll figure it out. We’ve got to get you back on your game, after all.” She speaks with a cool, collected air about her, but Crystal can sense the genuine care beneath her words. “Batter’s up now. You’ve got this. See if you can take a break after this inning, alright?”

“Will do. Thanks,” Crystal murmurs gratefully.

Jaida simply nods, returning her attention to the game. Crystal adjusts her baseball mitt.

~

She doesn’t get a chance to discuss the winged person with Jaida, because shortly after they return to the locker room, Jan drags two people in. Crystal recognises Jackie, Jan’s girlfriend, who is loved by the entire team for her unwavering support, but the girl standing next to her is unfamiliar. It takes Crystal a moment to realise that she was the other person in the car when Jan drove her home last week, but this time, she notices something new.

The girl has the most beautiful eyes she’s ever seen.

They shine a luminescent gold, just like the eyes of the creature that took Crystal’s pain away. 

She doesn’t give herself time to hesitate before she marches over to the girl, who is standing idly by while Jan talks to Jackie. The girl is tall and lean, with a beautifully sculpted face and chin-length, pale blonde hair. She’s gorgeous, yet imposing, and Crystal regrets not talking to her more last week.

In fact, she doesn’t even know the girl’s name. She can’t help but be washed with guilt when she realises that the girl had had to quietly sit by as Crystal and Jan rambled about baseball, but she swallows her guilt as quickly as it came. Now is the time to make amends. 

“Hey! I’m sorry, I don’t think I properly introduced myself last time we met,” Crystal says, masking her awkwardness with her characteristic enthusiasm. “I’m Crystal.”

“Pleased to formally meet you. I’m Nicky,” the girl says, smirking ever so slightly, and the French lilt to her words nearly makes Crystal swoon. “How’s that wrist of yours going? I was surprised to see you play today.” 

“Oh, well, about that…” Crystal falters. “Painkillers work wonders, I must say.” 

Nicky laughs. “I’m sure they do.”

“So…” Crystal mumbles, not quite sure what to say now. “You come here often?”

“You mean to watch baseball?”

“Yeah. Are you a big fan?” Crystal puffs out her chest with pride. “If you are, well, I can’t say I blame you. Me and the girls, we’re all pretty great.”

Nicky grins, clearly amused, and Crystal decides then and there that she’d like to make this girl smile as much as possible. 

“To be perfectly honest, I’ve only watched two games,” Nicky admits. “But yes, I’d say I’m a fan. You’re fun to watch.” 

“Ah, good. I do love putting on a show.” Crystal mock-bows, tipping her baseball cap at Nicky. “Now, I’d love to keep chatting, but I’ve got to get changed, so…” she fishes her phone out of her bag. “Might I request your number, m’lady?” 

Nicky snorts, shaking her head slightly as she takes the phone. 

“You sure are something,” she says, so quietly that Crystal probably wouldn’t have heard if she hadn’t been listening. She adds herself to Crystal’s contacts - with a cute bird emoji next to her name, Crystal notices - and hands back her phone. 

“Thanks!” Crystal says, grinning, as a little shiver of delight runs up her spine. 

~

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#rpdr fanfiction #nicky doll #crystal methyd #jan sport #jaida essence hall #methydoll #crystal x nicky #songfic #mythical au #baseball au #opal writes