#//“they think shredding the art is the highest compliment :)”

[aftonrobotiics]

//its so funny how many people on tt i see coping over sun not being an uwu soft babey like. the argument i see the most is "oh theyre only like this with adults not children" NO!!!! you are ignoring the CONTEXT!!!! they're perfectly nice to you when you do what it tells you to do (outside of like. shredding the artwork LMAO) it's when you fuck up or are taking far too long for its liking that it gets irritated with you. they do the same goddamn thing in secbreach (and granted, they are a bit nicer to greg because he's A Kid) like. after the moon segment it straight up Picks Gregory Up, while yelling at him, and literally throws him out of the daycare. and CALLS SECURITY ON HIM. on a CHILD. yes it tries harder to be nicer/has more patience with children (and cannot stand most of the employees) but they're an asshole stage director at heart. this will never change.

[glambots]

a silly thought but, imagine Sun actually just took the “i wanna eat your art” compliment literally so he thinks he’s giving you the highest compliment when he shreds (since he can’t eat) your art

Him, every time you dare to carefully (and lovingly) tuck a piece of his art that he's given to you away in a folder for safe-keeping: What am I doing wrong. Why Won't You Eat It.

[binniedeactivated]

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✎𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐛𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐠𝐲𝐮 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥

✎ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞:  𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐲, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

✎ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; 3k

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦. 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐠𝐲𝐮 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒; 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞

a/n; everything is fictional! 

the night was young but more often than not it was filled with bustling chatter and soft violins stringing through the ballroom. alas, it was the celebration of Queen Choi’s 65th birthday and the parliament was gathering tonight on the sparkling marble floors of the choi residence. in their normal herd, the choi brothers were dappered up their white ruffle collared dress shirts and suit jackets in the midst of the crowd alongside their cousins, prince taehyun and prince kai. no matter what the occasion was, they were always dressed gorgeously.  each of their hair was parted and curled beautifully over top of their eyebrows. their suits were made of the highest quality and tailored to their body shapes. they wore the finest of jewelry plated with pure gold. being born into a royal family full of riches had it’s perks and they always shone brightly on the five. 

“good evening your highness. might I compliment you on how handsome you look tonight?”. she bowed graciously in front of choi beomgyu who was currently taking a sip of his white wine. he swallowed just before staring her in her hopeful eyes. “no you may not. what you can do though is give me and my blood some space to talk. carry on”. he says before waving her off. she frowns shortly and walks away, leaving the rest of the four chuckling in her trail. 

“damn. so much for being courted”. taehyun mumbles taking a sip of his wine as well. yeonjun playfully pushes his youngest brother’s shoulder. “you know you’re up next to get married. it’s only a matter of time before mother arranges it”. 

beomgyu shrugs, “I don’t want anyone mother has for me. nor do I want any of these women who court me either. all they’re looking for is get rich quick schemes anyways”. 

“then what are you going to do? if you don���t get married soon you will never hold a higher spot in parliament”. kai adds. 

“literally. while all of us, yeonjun hyung, taehyun, kai and me, are being crowned you’re still going to be prince beomgyu”. soobin laughs holding his glass up to the air, sipping the last of his beverage in the sea of the group’s laughter.

“with no type of power or authority”. taehyun adds making the four of them laugh even harder. beomgyu rolls his eyes. he could admit, maybe it was embarrassing that even the youngers Taehyun and Kai were getting married before him. but that was only because the boys knew who they wanted and courted them accordingly. and also because the boys married safely within royalty. 

but beomgyu knew who he wanted as well. only, he wasn’t allowed to marry her. for she was of royalty of course but she was of different blood. she was apart of the choi family’s biggest rival, King and Queen Hendrix. 

and of course right at the very thought of her, she arrived. see, even if the choi’s and hendrix’s were rivals no matter what-- all royal families were invited to all events and celebrations and were required to attend, almost being forced to make peace each time both families saw each other. 

“here they go with their bullshit. if they start anything this time it’s going to be a problem”. yeonjun grumbles watching the King and Queen walk in with cheshire cat smiles and folks bowing to them accordingly. it was only a matter of time before the both of them approached the boys and of course they were all required to bow. 

“nice to see that you all are aging well. perhaps when you’re crowned you’ll assist our Princes with any decision making in the kingdom”. Queen hendrix spoke holding her head high and her lips tight. She always had this sweet tone in her voice laced with demise. heuning kai nods. “of course your highness. we’ll all make a wonderful royal family”. she gave them another smug glance and made a hmph noise just before walking off. as soon as she was out of sight yeonjun sucks his teeth. 

“i swear you’re such a kiss up heuning”. 

“what am I supposed to do? wave her off like beomgyu hyung does his courts? no thank you I don’t want to get killed”. 

they were arguing but choi beomgyu was eyeing her. yes, princess aaliyah. she happened to be wearing a brown sparkly mermaid tale gown. her hair was done up in a high curly ponytail with some curly strands hanging down in front of her face and diamond earrings dangling at her neck. her almond shaped eyes immediately met beomgyu’s and a smirk flickered at the corner of her thick umber glossed lips. he smirks back and let’s his eyes wander her body. 

pft. it wouldn’t be the first time they’ve done it before. 

she adjusts her jewelry before strutting her way over. 

“and here comes bitchy princess”. tyun says, chewing on the leftover ice in his glass. soobin rolls his eyes. “why is she coming over here?”. 

“to talk about how her brothers are going to make better kings than us. what the hell else is new”. yeonjun adds. 

“good evening”. she bows. “I see you gentlemen aren’t socializing much. it’s hard to be crowned when you barely know anything about your people”. 

“you just arrived your highness. may I ask, how would you know what we’ve been doing?”. beomgyu snarls. 

“i assume it isn’t anything different from what you all do at any other occasion”.  

“and why is it any of your concern?”. beomgyu sneers again. the boys were silently laughing on the inside. beomgyu was the only one who was never afraid of talking to princess aaliyah the way she deserved without consequences. it was mainly why they always let him do the talking whenever she came around. 

she licks her upper set of teeth and smirked at his attitude. it was sexy. “you’re soon to be crowned with my brothers it’s always of my concern”. 

“well I think there’s some time until then isn’t there? run along your highness”. 

she sucks her teeth and he steals short glances at her boobs almost spilling out her dress. “you’re right. I have better things to do other than approach a bunch of undeserving halfwits. if you’ll excuse me”. she replies arrogantly before strutting away, beomgyu’s eyes following her petite frame until she was almost out of sight. 

“did you see how defeated she looked? ah! that shit was priceless”. yeonjun laughs amongst the boys once she was finally away. “i swear hyung I don’t know how you aren’t dead already. if that was any of us we’d be gone by the time we take our next breath”. taehyun mentions. beomgyu laughs with them. “I don’t know either. I have to use the bathroom though. I’ll be right back”. he assures. 

“fuckk mmh”. she whimpers trying to keep her volume at a minimum. they knew that if anyone were to find out about their affairs they’d be getting exiled. but that didn’t keep choi beomgyu’s head from under aaliyah’s dress. as soon as they bustled into the wash room he sat her on top of the washing machine and proceeded to eat her shamelessly. 

he wraps his tongue around her clit and sucks her wet folds generously, holding her legs open with his hands. he glares up at her with the most innocent eyes while he was doing so ripping her heart into shreds. he wrangles his tongue along each and every part of her making her back arch in absolute bliss. she felt herself. pound at the feeling of his slimy tongue sucking on her sensitive nub. 

“fuck! gyu you’re such a good boy for me”. she moans in a whisper running her hands through his hair. she tongue kisses her clit attentively. “you taste so fucking good”. he praised just before sticking his tongue inside of her. he presses his thumb against her swollen nub while tongue fucking her sensitive core. she pants with beads of sweat glissading down her chest. her hips stuttered against his lips. 

and beomgyu liked it. he loved when he was the one pleasuring her. he loved seeing her pretty face contorted in pleasure. he loved how erotic she sounded when she moaned. he loved how sometimes she’d get so wet for him he could see it through her pantties. he loved having her much needed bliss at his disposal. and he didn’t care what he had to do to get his fix. 

he always ate her slow and steady, taking his time but spending quality time in the places she loved, licking and sucking like his life depended on it. he dug into her thighs with his hands and dragged his tongue up and down her folds. he’d bob his head obediently sucking on her and moaning at her taste. she clutches his hair shaking at his speed. he ate painfully slow but it felt better that way. she loved when he took his precious time eating her as if it was his art. 

 but most importantly she enjoyed the risk of it all. him eating her when she knew it was forbidden. but she couldn’t get enough of beomgyu’s tongue and his lips. the way he fucked her hard and rough and looked at her like she was the best thing to ever happen to him. 

“oh god I’m going to c-cum”. she whines and beomgyu did nothing but ignore her cries and continue to let his tongue ruin her in every possible way. each time he slips his tongue out it was left with more precum than it went in with and he loved it all too much. he cradles her hips to his face to deepen the thrusts and she shakes at the overbearing feeling. “fuckk you’re so good with your mouth”. she breathes with her eyes rolling to the back of her head. she steadily grinds her hips down on his tongue. 

“yes fuck my mouth please”. he begs. 

“promise me you’ll only eat me like this choi beomgyu”. she pants desperately trying to chase the orgasm she needed. 

he squeezes her thighs feeling himself get hard at the sound of her needy noises and squirming.

“I promise i’ll always eat your pussy like this”

[fantasyideas1]

quotes almat

The asylum is the abode of society's broken toys. 2. Life in a mental hospital of the human world Constant rebirth in reincarnation and the wheel of samsara, Life is a bio-quantum incubator for the accelerated growth of personality, a hyper accelerated awareness for a century, which seems to have lived an eternity, in a chamber in which the gas of someone else's madness. Eternity in the asylum of the human world drives even the most reasonable ones crazy. Others evolve and transform into angels in human flesh. 3. Precious and semi-precious stones give energy that is transformed into philosophy. 4. Forgotten people Thousands and thousands of drowned souls in oblivion and enemies and friends. A mountain was formed, the top of which a man sits, on the mountain from the corpses of forgotten and erased people who made up the main content of life. 5. Loneliness of man Loneliness is the loose sands of selfishness. You are being pulled deeper into your own egoism of loneliness and it becomes more difficult to pull you out over time. You merge with reality. You get used to loneliness to such an extent that you cannot get used to someone, you are used to sleeping alone, and you cannot sleep when a representative of the opposite sex is sleeping in your bed. 6. Life is a movie take Life is a cinema industry of incriminating evidence of higher powers, constant rebirths of reincarnation are endless movie takes. In front of lies or hypocrisy, a numbering clapper announces the scene of a comic sketch of self-deception. 7. Fear is the prelude to truth. Fear is the fear of the truth. 8. Analytical thinking is the third eye 9. Marriage is like a playhouse, only suitable for a certain adulthood. 10. Vanity is infantilism in a rope, the main thing here is imagination.Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Beautiful blonde. I love and fall in love with you deeper and deeper. Super powerful dose of love and lust right up to the loss of consciousness. It's so beautiful that I have amnesia, I forgot everyone who came before you. Love is powerful and bottomless and poetically beautiful; reflexively in love from the very first day I love you humbly. Hypnotically beautiful. I bow before every part of your body. So beautiful, a whole sonnet, looking at you everyone will understand that he is a poet. The beauty of your eyes can be beautifully expressed only by the singing of angels and birds. I want to scream so hard that I love you, but I'm afraid to break my voice. The mirror is so prosaic and so enthusiastically poetically compliments the mirror and me. Every second with you is an unforgettable love lyric poem from memories. You are my aggressive burning passion, brutal lust and heavenly love. You are my only hobby. An endless rush of love tears me and my soul apart. Being without you is just a terrible torture for my soul. There are melodies in me singing about you. I'm just a music lover of love for your beauty. I love you to the point of shivering. Your beauty immerses this reality in the sentiments of true love. Violent animal love feelings are so strong that it tears the heart to shreds. You are my love weakness, spiritual sweetness for my eyes. I only crave you aggressively, in my desires I call only you. Your beauty is a powerful aphrodosiac. You are the perfect sculpture of true divine beauty. You are synonymous with idealism. You are my exalted idol. You are just ultra heat, over lust. An endless number of likes and reposts gives my heart. In dreams and in reality and in dreams, I see only you. My heart suffers and howls only for you alone. Nothing can be better imagined than you, you are too divine.Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

My lovely blonde. My love and delight for you is too natural. I feel a silent obedience to you from endless love for you. So beautiful, well, just simply the highest art. You are insidiously seductive. You plunge me into oblivion, I forget about everyone and see only you. You are my hot attraction. And healing from depression. Your beauty is an endless delight for my eyes and imagination. Your hot posters and erotic videos are everywhere in my mind. I am literally imbued with pleasure from your beauty with anxious expectation of you. Your presence is simply pleasure. You are the real divine good of the universe. You are a continuous love-erotic, multi-orgasmic, pulsating ecstasy. Love euphoria of sincere feelings. The highest notes of soaring love, you are so beautiful, it's just an obscene delight. Love catharsis of sweet sweet aesthetics of your refined beauty.Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

Time and the subconscious Time is a quantum, psychological trap of our subconsciousness in which the script of our life is built, our fate is programmed by our subconscious. 2. The sand aesthetics of our mind The wind of inevitability draws memories in the sand and falls asleep with new waves of stories. And the way he does it is the whole art of the philosophy of awareness. The sand aesthetics that our mind draws is washed away by oblivion. And this shows that the mind has no values, because everything undergoes oblivion disappears into oblivion and everything is immersed in newness. 3. Rock music Rock is a high tension of adrenaline in the strings of a rock guitar, it lives and bleeds and the soul soars into the sky, melodies passing from darkness to light. Inferno of blazing anger in the grinding of metal, burns everything around. 4. Insanity is the sweet lie of our minds compared to the truth of sanity. 5. The brain is bleeding from awareness in the inner bio-quantum chamber, in which the organism of the personality is grown, which believes that it has lived for eternity. 6. Dreams are an illusory projection of the deepening of the paradoxical space in life, where the wings of imagination are constrained by the fear of submission both in reality and in a dream. 7. Cunning is poverty of the mind. 8. Dreams are vile jokes of our minds, they are comical self-hatred. Symbolic, philosophical allegories expressed in bright colors of self-irony.9. The asylum is the abode of society's broken toys.Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

[daily-dose-of-naruto]

The akatsuki in Harry Potter?

YES yes thank you for this thank you THANK YOU *cracks knuckles* I’ve thought way to much about this. The time line is pre-Harry Potter, at the height of Voldemort’s original rise to power. ~Admin Song

Yahiko’s, Nagato’s and Konan’s parents were all killed by Death Eaters, as a starting point.

Akatsuki Members in Harry Potter

Nagato 

• A pureblood sorted into Hufflepuff and forever changed the perception of what Hufflepuffs were capable of as he went down in history as one of the most powerful and despicable persons in the wizarding world. Nagato was sensitive and smart in his school days, always flying under the radar and quietly practicing his magic. 

• Became best friends with Yahiko (Gryffindor) after the latter saved him from a group of bullies at in his second year. Was then introduced to Konan (Ravenclaw), and the three soon became thick a thieves. Influenced by Yahiko’s ideals, the three graduated to be Aurors to fight the darkness spread by The Dark Lord.

• Witnessed the death of his best friend at the hands of Death Eaters when he was only eighteen. Freshly graduated, Yahiko stormed into the heat of battle and died a foolhardy hero. Nagato began doubting the methods of the Aurors. Something dark and unforgiving was planted in him.

• After years of lurking in the shadows, preparation and research, he rallied together the emerging Akatsuki, a hardcore liberation group whose only goal was the destruction of evil by any means necessary. As a Hufflepuff, Nagato was able to use every single resource to his advantage, rapidly becoming a terrifyingly powerful new player in the wizarding war. 

• As his notoriety grew, threats to Nagato’s life began from both the Ministry and the Death Eaters. Consumed by a desire for revenge and peace, Nagato resorted to creating his first Horcrux. With the murder of a high-ranking Death Eater, he and Konan successfully transfered a portion of Nagato’s soul into Yahiko’s wand. 

• Evolved his own technique of Transfiguring Horcruxes into the Six Paths of Pein. Nagato first transplanted the greatest portion of his soul into Yahiko’s body, then after that into feared and respected high-ranking members from both the Ministry and the Death Eaters that died at the hands of the Akatsuki. At the sacrifice of his own body and sanity, Nagato tore his soul into six pieces, leaving his original body skeletal and disfigured and miniscule. 

Konan

• A quiet artistic genius, Konan knew she’d be sorted into Ravenclaw from an early age. A half-blood with a happy upbringing, having the wizarding world thrust into war left Konan reeling for something to grab on to, especially after the murder of her parents (her father married a muggle, labelled a “blood-traitor”). 

• She attached herself to her school friends Yahiko and Nagato, finding faith with them that one day the world might change. But then Yahiko was murdered and she saw the last person she loved in the world, Nagato, grow bitter and vengeful. 

• Essentially shut down the best and brightest parts of herself. Konan’s intellect allowed Nagato’s ambitions to thrive, making her feel useful and as though Yahiko had not died in vain. It was only after Yahiko was gone that Konan realized she was in love with him. Heavy with grief, she released her hopes for the future and gave her will over to Nagato.

• Wand consists of unicorn and walnut. Konan’s favourite subject is Charms, although she scored consistently across all school subjects. However, Konan could not fly a broom for the life of her, and soon gave up after the mandatory first-year course.

Deidara

• A Slytherin with a goal; to create the ultimate work of art. At a young age Deidara started experimenting with fireworks and explosive spells. Think Seamus Finnegan, but purposeful, and with much more macabre outcomes. Made his first self-guiding firework when he was seven, using clay and his mother’s wand. 

• His parents turned a blind eye to all the mice Deidara brought home, didn’t question him when the neighbouring Muggle’s cat went missing, or even raise a fuss when reports from Hogwarts listed ‘has a tendency to make things explode’. Super enablers who praised their boy, giving him an inflated sense of self worth.

• They don’t call it the Dark Arts for nothing. To Deidara, the most forbidden spells were the most tantalizing, and as he learned about them second-handedly via Defense Against the Dark Arts, his fascination grew.

• Skilled in Transfiguration, Deidara’s specialty was transfiguring living beings into clay, which he then was able to transfigure into an explosion. He is the first wizard to ever complete two levels of Transfiguration in a single spell- first to clay, then to a BOOM.

• Considered joining the Death Eaters, but (quote) “wasn’t letting that effing ugly tattoo anywhere near my body”. I’m kind of joking but also I’m kind of not. He also enjoyed the agency the Akatsuki offered, letting him use his powers to the fullest. To Deidara, nothing would be more beautiful than watching his enemies explode.

Hidan

• When sorted a Gryffindor at age eleven, Hidan punched two fists up in the air and shrieked with joy. He didn’t give a shit how everyone stared at him like he’d lost his freaking mind, he’d gotten what he wanted. Gryffindor’s reputation for creating heroes and victors attracted Hidan, and his hyperactive need for conflict seemed to compliment the traditional traits of the house. Soon gained a reputation through Hogwarts as a little shit disturber with a big ego. 

• Always getting into fights. Hidan frequently challenged other students to duels in the heat of arguments. “Oh yeah bitch? Why don’t you duel me??”- definitely said by Hidan. Even after teachers ordered him to stop, Hidan couldn’t contain his need to pound his enemies into the dirt.

• Never graduated. Hidan was expelled from Hogwarts in his sixth year for nearly strangling a boy to death with a combination levitation/binding spell. According to onlookers of the duel, a strange blankness overcame Hidan’s face as he squeezed the life from the boy. When Hidan started laughing, several students became scared and left to find a professor. The professor was horrified to happen upon an unconscious third year hanging limply in the air and Hidan cackling, seemingly unaware of his surroundings. 

• Spent a stint with the Death Eaters. Being that bravery is a prime Gryffindor quality, Hidan volunteered for several experiments involving immortality in the hopes of achieving it for Voldemort himself. In a freak accident combining several irreplacable elements, this was astoundingly apparently achieved. But the invulnerability fed Hidan’s lust for battle beyond what the Death Eaters had designed for him and he left, killing several Death Eaters on his way out. 

• Joined the Akatsuki because they were the only option left. Hidan relished in every opportunity to kill presented to him. He slaughtered wizards and witches on both sides, laughing and praising his ultimate purpose. 

• As for immortality, every wound inflicted upon Hidan’s body was reflected upon his soul, which at the time of his burial (still by Shikamaru) was shredded to ribbons. If he ever did make it to the afterlife, Hidan would be reduced to something even smaller than Lord Voldemort was, something in constant agony and permanently incapable of ever being whole again. That would be the price for his immortality.

Kakuzu

• Born a ‘Mudblood”, Kakuzu despised his upbringing the moment he set foot in Hogwarts. His great ambition cast him as a Slytherin, where he was ostracized by his own house for his low-class Muggle parents. Growing up, Kakuzu always schemed for a way to beat his ‘inferior’ heritage. The students he simultaneously despised and idolized were wealthy pure bloods dripping in old money. They epitomized everything Kakuzu wanted but couldn’t have.

• Flew under the radar most of his school/young adult life, but sometime after his graduating Hogwarts, there were strange reports of missing witches and wizards. It took the Ministry a while to link them all back to Kakuzu, and though they searched for any affiliation to Dark Arts organizations, it appeared the only loyalty Kakuzu had was to the money paid out to him for the assassinations.

• Wizards live to be old, but Kakuzu is far older than most by the time he joins the Akatsuki. Like many others before him, Kakuzu experimented with ways to prolong his lifespan, and found partial success in his years of travel. After all, the older you live, the more money you can amass. Using a combination of brutal Transfiguration, Dark Arts, and illegal potions, Kakuzu restitches a body that can die time over time again. 

• As war broke out, Kakuzu’s business plummeted. There was enough bloodshed, no one wanted to pay Kakuzu’s price for one death when thousands being were slaughtered every day. Kakuzu joined the Akatsuki upon Nagato’s request at the promise of money and power. By this time the organization was well feared by both sides, which Kakuzu saw value in. As he became one of the highest ranking members, and most notorious, Kakuzu achieved the sense of power he’d always associated with pure-bloodedness. 

Itachi Uchiha

• The Uchiha were a well-established pure-blood presence in the wizarding community, with direct bloodlines to royalty. However, after years of interbreeding and otherwise ‘gotta keep that blood pure’ craziness that ends up tainting the mind, the majority of the Uchiha family developed a dangerous sense of superiority, to Muggles and fellow wizards alike. 

• The Uchiha are particularly skilled in the art of Legilimency, the act of magically navigating the many layers of person’s mind. Uchiha through the ages have been famously renowned as infiltrators and gatherers of intelligence. Itachi is no exception, and he’s soon hailed as a genius of Legilimency. Recruited by the Ministry of Magic while still in school to monitor suspicious figures.  

• Powerful members of the Uchiha plotted to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic and take control, recalling the old days of kings with absolute power. The Uchiha wanted to be a royal family again, with a literal reign over all the wizarding world. Known for their powerful spells and curses, the Uchiha were fearsome wizards and witches. 

• Itach told his high-ups what his family was planning. Upon their instruction he assassinated the majority of the Uchiha, save for Sasuke. Like the anime, Itachi took the burden and the blame, disappearing from the wizarding world and being labelled as “Itachi the Mad” or “Itachi the Bloodthirsty”. 

• Since he was responsible for the extermination of so much pure blood, Death Eaters set out to murder Itachi. He successfully evaded them until he joined the Akatsuki, which he only did to draw out Sasuke. He wanted to see his little brother again.

• At Hogwarts Itachi was always humble and kind. He was sorted to Ravenclaw, to his parents surprise and, though they tried to hide it, disdain. He and Shisui (Gryffindor) stuck together and avoided the majority of Slytherin Uchiha. Together they were the favourite students of most professors, excelling in most classes, being generally well-behaved, and always willing to go the extra mile. 

• His favourite class was Herbology. 

Kisame 

• His mother and father were filled with dismay when the doctor handed them their newborn Kisame, fully steel blue from head to toe. Demanding an explanation, the doctor stammered that perhaps one one or both of the parents had involved themselves with Transfiguration spells beyond their range of power. Livid, Kisame’s mother and father swept out of the hospital with their infant.

• Kisame would never learn that his scaly skin and blue complexion were, in fact, a result of his father and mother attempting Transfiguration on the unformed fetus with the intent of giving Kisame a vaster capacity for magic and producing powerful spells. Neither the mother or father were spectacular wizards, but together they decided they wanted their son to be the start of a legacy. 

• Transfiguration is a very difficult and perhaps the most scientific of the magical arts. This added reservoir of magic could not have been conjured from nothing- as it happens, both of Kisame’s parents were occupied as marine biologists (more similar to Charlie Weasley’s job as a dragonologist than muggle scientists) assigned to a large team of wizards tasked with preserving the highly endangered Megalodon, which resembles a great white shark but VASTLY LARGER. Believed to be a long extinct prehistoric sea creature by Muggles, the Megalodon is referred to as the “dragon of the deep”, with similar incredibly magical properties in its various body parts. 

• Father managed to obtain the dorsal fin of a Megalodon, which he made into soup and gave to his wife. Although the magic that seeped into the broth allowed Kisame to grow much more powerful, it also mingled his unborn body’s development with the lingering essence of the Megalodon. 

• Sorted into Gryffindor, even played on the Quidditch team for a bit as a Beater. Usually the one to start a scrap on the field. Also had to buy new robes every half-semester because he’d grow out of his so quickly.

• Other students (and some professors) didn’t fully trust Kisame, and there were issues with other parents not wanting their children attending the same school as Kisame. Ugly rumours flew- that he wasn’t a wizard, but some kind of monster instead. Or that he was a defective animagus, or secretly a carnivorous merman, or yada yada yada. There were so many rumours that Kisame just fucking ignored all of them. He knew what he was, and he tried to tell himself that was enough.

• As his great power developed, others began fearing Kisame. He’d try to make a feather float and it’d shoot through the ceiling like a bullet. In his third year Kisame could transfigure objects the size of a horse, something even Professor McGonagall has difficulty doing. Soon his powers outstripped the professors, although his skill did not. His peers and their parents grew nervous. 

• Kisame left in the middle of sixth year. There was a petition for him to leave (which he would’ve LOVED to fight against), but the fact is he was also thirstier for something greater than what Hogwarts could offer. There was a deeper taste for blood. Travelled and fought, earned money and grew disillusioned the world as he learned more about it. 

• Joined Akatsuki because he loved fighting, but also because he found them truthful. Monsters are within everyone, Kisame believes. He’s just honest about his nature. The real dangers are the monsters in pristine human shells (hint hint Voldemort). 

Sasori

• Poster child of a Slytherin by nurture instead of nature. His pure blood mother raised him (father was a nameless Muggle) until she was arrested for conspiring with Death Eaters and died during interrogation. Sasori’s grandmother raised him from the time he was five to when he was fourteen. She was never warm or doting, harbouring a deep seated grudge towards Sasori’s mother for having a fling with a Muggle. As a result, Sasori grew up without the knowledge of a parent’s love.

• Sasori compensated for this by charming life into everyday objects, dolls becoming his favourite. It’s not strange for a child to play with dolls, but Sasori isolated himself from the world to be with his toys. Although his grandmother thought he’d grow out of it, Sasori was packing his dolls in his suitcase to Hogwarts as late as fourth year.

• Incidentally, fourth year was Sasori’s final year at Hogwarts. He was relatively quiet, but bought into all the Muggle hatred spouted by his fellow Slytherins. Sasori grew to hate the Muggle half of him, becoming obsessed with the idea of ‘dirty blood’. In his second year he began researching ways to rid himself of his body, make a new one in his image. Sasori was an unsung genius amongst his peers, his intelligence dismissed for his unnatural social behaviours.

• Favorite class was Charms. Sasori had a knack for disturbingly life-like charms, creating objects imbued with the ability to converse, listen, and take orders. His classmates thought of him as weird and intense. 

• At fourteen, succeeded in building his first vessel. It took two years for Sasori to experiment with different runes and strengthen his charms enough. In the end, Sasori had to resort to cursing the empty puppet, although he hated the terminology. 

• The transition of consciousness/soul to the puppet was a result of Sasori being too smart for his own good. Before he could really understand what was happening, Sasori felt his soul ripping out of his body the very moment the final curse left his lips. He woke up in the puppet he’d created for himself, feeling nothing at all. Without a second thought, Sasori left Hogwarts, leaving his body behind. The “murder” of Sasori became one of the greatest legends of Hogwarts, up there with the Chamber of Secrets. 

• Continued his obsession with charming life into the inanimate, living underground and moving often. Sasori joined the Akatsuki when he heard his grandmother had died at the hands of the Death Eaters. Even in seeking revenge, Sasori refused to rejoin the wizarding community. 

Zetsu (white and black)

• One of the darkest and most evil creatures lurking the planet, it is still unclear where Zetsu came from or what he is. It’s rumoured he’s the result of a cursed Herbology experiment, or perhaps the manifestation of dark intent in the same way Dementors are to despair. 

• Some say he’s been around since the beginning of time, feeding off of humanity’s bad intentions until he reached his current form. Whatever the truth is, it’s clear he is not human.

• Uses no wand. Zetsu’s primary genetic makeup is plant-based, meaning he could be the first heard of plant with an intelligence and awareness rivalling humans. Is able to extend his magic to manipulate the plants around him. 

• Finds Nagato and joins the Akatsuki of his own, again for reasons unknown. Able to grow sentient white forms that are invaluable for scouting information. 

• Think of him more like a legendary great evil creature, like the Basilisck. 

Obito/Tobi

• What we have here is a very similar situation to Lord Voldemort and Professor Quirrell. Reduced to a shadow and driven by vengance, Obito latches himself to unsuspecting dimwit Tobi, using the latter to carry out his means of revenge. 

• Obito was one of the most promising Uchiha of his generation, forming an unlikely friendship with Kakashi (Gryffindor) and Rin (Gryffindor), considering he was a Slytherin like his parents before him. Heatedly argued with Kakashi ALL THE TIME, but found something always drew him back to the boy, so they became fast friends through their incessant bickering. 

• Supposedly murdered by members of one of the early anti-Uchiha cults bent on the destruction of the powerful bloodline, long before the Ministry of Magic adopted the idea. Twelve year old Obito never made it to his third year to Hogwarts. However, the attempt on Obito’s life was not entirely successful (killing spell, Avada Kedavra). 

• Before Obito’s soul was fully released from his body, it was snatched up by the creature Zetsu, who saw great potential in the power of a deviant Uchiha. What used to be Obito Uchiha was tainted by Black Zetsu after his soul spent a considerable time trapped within Zetsu’s shadowy vessel. At last, when Obito was consumed with bitterness and hate, Zetsu found Tobi and implanted Obito’s soul within him, giving him agency. 

• (Considering this, it appears that Zetsu has abilities surpassing a Dementor’s, able to consume and spit out souls at a whim.)

• Although he believed he was a catalyst for the formation of the Akatsuki, it was the underpinning influence of Zetsu that led Obito to Nagato, resulting in the Akatsuki. 

• Perhaps Obito would be able to recover his old self, if he was somehow able to remember who he truly was before Zetsu. Perhaps a familiar figure from his past…

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BUMBERSHOOT: DAY 1 RECAP

Bumbershoot is more than just a music festival. It is a gathering celebrating all things art on a local, national, and international level across Seattle. Visual art installations, food trucks, projections, posters, street buskers, and brand promos were present all across the grounds of the Seattle Center. There are five stages for music and six more for the other programming (comedy, art, theatre, poetry, and film)—but Bumbershoot is still very easy to get around in. I was also impressed with the amenities and prices. I got many things for free: cookies, candy, sunglasses, and even energy drinks. Prices were quite reasonable for a music festival: there were many food items hovering around the $5 mark.

The first act I saw after arriving was Vancouver’s own Peach Pit. These four young men would fit into any decade in both musical and style aesthetic. Clad in pastel sweaters and hip haircuts, they could have been playing on stage 50 years ago and not seemed out of place. Nevertheless, their style translates into modern day: their tunes are fun, upbeat, and don’t take themselves too seriously. They sing of being a teenager and of the adventures they’ve gone on since they began. They also told hilarious stories of how their songs were inspired, such as the track “Chagu’s Sideturn” – about “a guy we met on vacation who was basically the Indonesian Jack Black. He kept asking us to sideturn with him, which we later found out meant doing crystal meth off his knuckles.” They finished with a song detailing their experience getting matching tattoos in Vegas after a very drunken night, and their self-titled track “Peach Pit.”

Next on, playing the main stage was another local Vancouver group: the electronic soulful trio, I M U R. They happen to be one of my favourite local acts, and this was my seventh time seeing them in the past year. Not only were they playing the same stage as Jorja Smith, Foster the People, Big Sean, and Flume, but this was their first ever American show. It was by far their best one yet.

I M U R’s music is mesmerizing, dreamy, and will have you finding yourself lost amongst a violin riff or looping voice. Lead singer Jenny hits the high notes as she sings of sex, smoking, and other sinful satisfactions. Amine hypnotizes us further shredding an electric violin—something underutilized amongst live acts. It’s all put together by producer Mikey operating the soundboard and guitar to complete the beat, leading to an experience that sucked in the entire audience. While I M U R was most likely unknown to most of the crowd, it’s safe to say everyone was a new fan by the time the first song finished. This group has a stage presence and musical style unlike most live acts I’ve seen, particularly in the electronica genre. I’ve seen them play small clubs and now jump to a huge stage that hosted all the main headliners, and they brought all the same charm as they do at a 50 person basement club show. They also looked fantastic utilizing all that space, projecting the I M U R logo on a 100 foot screen behind them.

PVRIS are rising stars from Massachusetts that really bring out the energy amongst the three of them on stage. The drummer in particular was a sight: I don’t think I’ve ever seen a drummer stand out with so much energy on a stage of their size before. They’ve already released two full-length albums and toured with such high-profile acts as Bring Me The Horizon and Fall Out Boy, and lead singer Lynn Gunn is only 23! She also steals the show, getting the audience to clap and jump at pretty much every song, with all eyes on her as she blasted vocals to trippy stage projections. The visuals accompanying PVRIS are cosmic and psychedelic, flashing images of stars, pretty lights, and dazzling shapes. PVRIS was one of the highest energy sets I’ve seen at the fest – they truly gave it their all.

They were a later addition to the Bumbershoot lineup, but their set ended up being one of the most popular there. Foster the People played the main stage just after 6:00. Projecting the title/font of their new album Sacred Hearts Club behind them, their set was rather short for a headliner – only 45 minutes. Nevertheless, their set was engaging, rewarding, and cathartic. Lead singer Mark Foster is well known for his dancing during his sets, but he seemed to take on a more somber tone for the night. While still clearly enjoying himself and putting on a nice show, his mood was probably explained by a speech given midway through the set. Referencing the current political situation, Mark gave a beautiful and poetic speech advocating for social justice and equity. “Nationalism, sexism, fascism, and racism are all coming back… it would be really boring if we were all the same, and our differences are what make us so interesting.” The speech was heated, obviously important, and passed on an important message that is truly something Mark cares about deeply. The setlist was about 50-50 from their first album Torches and from their current, Sacred Hearts Club – while I would’ve liked to hear more from their sophomore album Supermodel, it was still a decent set for the time frame.

I then caught a less high-profile act: the LA-based Chicano Batman. Rising stars that have already played Coachella twice and toured with Jack White, they are a quartet I could best describe as a Latino-influenced Grateful Dead. The crowd viewing them were probably the oldest crowd I had seen at the festival so far, but they’ve got universal appeal. Chicano Batman are very much a jam band, fusing soul, Latino music, and funk to create a timeless style. You could see these guys in a small jazz club or on a major festival stage, and the whole crowd would be dancing along to the same vibe. Some of the band members even wore tuxedos, and they had fantastic backup dancers to accompany their jams.

BROODS played most of the songs from their latest album, Conscious. This New Zealand brother and sister duo, Georgia and Caleb Nott, seemed truly excited to be playing Bumbershoot, and Georgia let the audience know to give a big cheer for some very important viewers: as it turns out, this set along with many others were being broadcast to various children’s hospitals across the country. A lot of their songs cover heavy subjects, but you wouldn’t know it unless you listened closely: every BROODS song is just as dynamic and fun live as it is on the studio recording. It was a dreamy, calming, yet also energizing set – and scheduled at 7:05, a good time to wind down before queuing up for major headliners of the night.

As night fell, I caught bluesy act ZZ Ward (who specifically said she was “bringing back blues”). Her full backing band had many guitar solos that were mellow and very jam-like in their state: not showing off but rather complimenting the solo act. While bluesy, she incorporates a lot of genres: folk, soul, and even some R&B/rap. She did multiple harmonica solos, something I’ve never seen in a live set before. It was probably the most relaxing act of the night, and most of the audience watching her were sitting down and taking a breather. She was very fun and smooth, and I think that’s a key act in music festivals: someone who’s family-friendly and has universal age appeal. Indeed, the audience ranged more in age at this set than any other I had seen so far—everyone from babies to seniors. Bumbershoot prides itself on being family-friendly, and acts like ZZ Ward encompass that universal appeal.

The major headliner of the night was Australian DJ Flume. As DJ acts tend to go, the major crowd and pit was intense: many audience members (myself included) chose to watch from the stadium bleachers instead. A giant curtain with a rose pattern came down as his set started, and this beautiful design extended to his whole stage setup. There were so many pretty colours of smoke/fog surrounding him, along with cubes lighting up surrounding his platform. While I have no doubt people in the pit really enjoyed and get attracted to the fest for this kind of act, I couldn’t help but think it was a bit boring. Odesza, a DJ duo, is another headliner of the fest, and basic EDM acts aren’t very engaging if you’re not part of the pit. I would’ve liked to see a little more variety in a festival that prides itself on all kinds of art and music – but Flume is still an attractive headliner for many.

The last act of the night was the absolutely bananas crazy South African duo (formerly romantic partners) Die Antwoord, Ninja and Yolandi. They’re known for their wacky image and intensive music/live shows, and they certainly brought it that night. In a performance at the Key Arena that was definitely not family-friendly (as anyone familiar with their music would realize), the two screamed, cursed, and danced just as much as they do in their videos and public persona. They had backup dancers in bright costume and a large stage setup with the word ZEF (the subculture the group is based off of) lit up and projecting crazy images. Said images included a colourful cartoon baby with a large erect penis. Ninja, the more intense of the duo, repeatedly cursed at the audience, stole their cellphones, and even briefly exposed himself on stage! While Die Antwoord may not be the type of act everybody wants to see, they gave it their all and delivered the type of amazing live show one would expect from them. Die Antwoord have indicated their upcoming album will be their last and they intend to disband immediately after, and I think everyone who saw them was glad we were able to while we still can.

Written by: Cazzy Lewchuk Photographed by: Timothy Nguyen