#( double face | camus )

[maximumwobblerbanditdonut]

Paralympic x Olympic couple! ❤️

Do you recognise this face?

Hunter Woodhall and Tara Davis-Woodhall are Paris' golden couple 🥇🥇

Paralympic track sprinter Hunter Woodhall is married to Olympic long jumper Tara Davis-Woodhall. Tara won Olympic gold in the women's long jump in August, and tonight her husband Hunter won Paralympic gold in the men's 400m T62!** and Tara was cheering on Hunter in the stadium.

**T62 Athletes with a double leg below the knee amputation who run with prostheses.

#Olympics #Paralympics #Paris2024 #couple #HunterWoodhall #TaraDavis-Woodhall Photos by Thibault Camus/@apimages and Patrick Smith/Getty Images #theathletichq @_taarr @hunterwoodhall #paraathletics #TeamUsa

Posted 6th September 2024

[minsarasarahair]

Listening to this. Dramatic - Saintly Territory, Junketsunaru Ai -Aspiration-, Zettai Reido Emotion (We all know Camus is a Drama King so this is his expertise) I recommend Inori -Eden- sang by his seiyuu for Ken Ga Kimi that one is so good. Very desperate singing. Best Acting -Double Face (Switching with 2 types of voices lol) Romantic - Aurora (Engrish Myu-chan) Cute - Steward Dance (Watch the live version and you'll know why I think this is a cute song) Refreshing - Pit a Pat (Camus sounds so softer in his new songs for some reason maybe because it felt more smoother? The lyrics delivery just flows comfortably?)

[coriphallus]

I have this long shrios fic w pegging and double dicks and eating face in public and late night talks about Sartre and Proudhon and Rousseau and Camus that contextualises my horny drawings no one will ever get to read

[embodies]

meta list.

just some notes for my own safekeeping of metas i need to transfer over from characters' original blogs! i'll compile these all in a page somewhere for people to access should they wish to see notes of my specific portrayal of any of my characters ( or even for me just to refer to when relevant ) so nothing to see here for now except a sneak peek!

jesse pinkman.

jesse + confrontation ( in the face of it, responding to criticism, and in particular his relationship with physical violence )

jesse + the dog / moral compass motifs ( the symbolism of his being a counterpart to walt, his values and how they make him the perfect manipulator's target )

jesse + learning ( how he learns, the overlooked intellect, his borderline regression to childhood oftentimes and how that manifests as an eagerness for knowledge )

jesse + empathy ( his intuitive gravitation to protect children, look for the good in people, valuing the emotional over the monetary )

jesse + dependence ( the dual meaning of dependence on a person / society vs. the very literal addiction to drugs he faces often throughout the show, the idea that jesse is a leader that believes he's a follower )

bellamy blake.

the necessity of co - leading ( bellamy as the heart and clarke as the brain, their inability to rationalise unless as a unit and the damage falloff that comes with such )

bellamy + existentialism ( works such as albert camus and samuel beckett, the influences of the theatre of the absurd in the world of the 100

bellamy + body politics ( his body as a tool, telling of his self perception and the overview racism and classism has had on him )

bellamy + touch ( as a love language, a manipulation tool, a restraint, a communication piece : its impact vs. the verbal equivalent )

the conditioning of the big brother ( eradicating the role of the knight but more of the brainwashed older sibling with sole purpose, how that affects his behaviours and reactions )

bellamy + solitude ( the duality of finding peace in it, and fearing it / abandonment issues of the older brother vs. the selfishness of having something for himself )

greek mythos influences ( in particular atlas, the odyssey and the sword of damocles )

mike munroe.

the subversion of the jock & class clown archetypes and the plot points that reveal such ( jess chase scene and wolfie encounter as pivotal moments )

mike as the sole survivor and his post - game journey

mike's interpersonal relationships with each of the others ( including hannah & beth )

mike's relationship with conflict ( how that manifests into what others can only interpret with annoyance )

rework of the creatures!

elizabeth march.

the countess and love ( what she believes it to be, whether she's capable of romantic love, her obsession with the heartbreaks and where that originates )

the countess' fashion ( the duality of old hollywood with a modern twist, vintage and contemporary, what this reflects of her as a person )

the countess' abilities ( in particular her tasting of emotions not as a metaphor but a very literal quality, being so emotionally encapsulated she has a sensory relationship with feelings )

the countess + media ( how art, music, film, etc. all encompass her and tie in with her grand delusions )

the countess + antithesis ( we have two selves quote, how this manifests in my writing in particular )

vanasha.

vanasha + deception ( as a second skin, feminine wiles, forever destined to be a double agent )

richie tozier.

richie & observance ( the literal representation of the glasses, his abstract perception of the world, memory as photographic, echoic, and iconic

richie as the man of the thousand voices ( eradication of the novel's racist impressions, the development of them as a quirk to a tic to an ingrained trait )

richie + adhd ( the trashmouth, the yo-yo as a fidget toy, his crudeness manifesting as an unwarranted idolisation of his father to neutralise the demeaning )

alec lightwood.

alec + touch ( his aversion and yet complete reliance on it, touch starved but also rejecting of such )

alec + autism ( how this manifests in social situations especially, his view on others, the link to his queerness )

alec's bow ( the significance of it beyond a weapon, both to us as the media consumers and to him as its owner )

[buzzdixonwriter]

Speedbump [FICTOID]

Speedbump spent the morning in his usual manner, sitting on the bottom step of the stairs leading up to the second level of cells in the block.  He sat with his back against the wall, his legs stretched out, raised slightly at the knees to balance his book on them.

Today’s reading was Albert Camus’ The Stranger. Speedbump checked it out at least 17 times from the prison library and usually read it through at least twice, maybe three times while sitting at the foot of the stairs.

A young cocky con, someone reputed to be connected on the outside, stepped up to Speedbump. “Yo, pops. Let me by. Gotta see the big man.“

Speedbump took his casual insolence with equanimity. In time the young con, if he was smart, would recognize what a vital contribution Speedbump played with making sure the system — the real system, not the phony one of the guards — ran smoothly.

Right now, however, Speedbump, made a practice show of sighing and groaning, and gradually pulling himself erect to get out of the way of whoever requested passage. 

This pantomime lasted 30 to 40 seconds, plenty of time for the two idlers chatting at the top of the stairs — lookouts actually — the chance to pass a heads up down the length of the tier to the big man’s cell. 

Depending on who wanted it up, the reaction could vary from weary caution to a full force with cons, passing in and out of their cells, delaying whoever came up even further.

This could delay a surprise inspection for up to 3 1/2 minutes, enough time for the big man and his crew to hide whatever it was they weren’t supposed to be doing. 

What did Speedbump get from this?  Peace. Security.  The ability to shower without fear of being shanked. The freedom to spend his day sitting on the step unmolested, reading. 

Nothing in terms of cold hard cash or its prison equivalent, packs of ramen; everything in terms of peace of mind. 

The young con trotted up the stairs, allowing Speedbump to return to his favorite position and pursuit. 

He just reached the part where Meursault pumps five rounds into the Arab when he heard loud yelling from the upper tier. 

Speedbump didn’t look.  He focused on his book, knowing from decades behind bars that it was always best not to know. 

He heard a scream then the sodden thud of a body falling head first from the upper tier landing. 

The tac team arrived five minutes later, kevlar clad knights intent on finding out who did what to whom. 

“Get out of the way!’ their leader barked. 

Speedbump took extra time getting up, exaggerating but not faking the aches and pains he really felt. The tac team leader yanked him out of the way as soon as he staggered erect. Speedbump wondered if he should fake a fall and decided against it at his age fake could become reality in an eye blink.

Shove aside as the tac team stormed the stairs, Speedbump, saw the twisted, bloody lump that used to be the young con laying crumpled on the cold concrete floor. 

Fifteen minutes later, the tac team brought the big man and his crew down. From the smirk on the big man’s face, Speedbump knew the fix was in:  He and his crew would spend a day or two in the hole, it would be an official inquiry, and then…nothing.

The tac leader moved away from his team and stepped up to Speedbump. “You saw this. What happened?“

“I didn’t see nothing,” said Speedbump, speaking truth elliptically through double negatives.

“You know this guy?“ the tac leader said, nodding towards the rapidly cooling corpse.

“Nope. Never saw him before,“ said Speedbump, a serviceable enough lie, for who can truly say what another has seen?  

“Guys like that don’t just kill themselves by jumping off the second tier,“ said the tac leader.  

“I dunno,” said Speedbump.  “He looked awfully depressed.”

 © Buzz Dixon

[stateofsport211]

Pau Ch R1: Titouan Droguet def. Kyle Edmund [WC] 6-2, 6-2 Match Stats

📸 ATP official website

K. Edmund might have tried to set the tone earlier in the first set through his forehand, but T. Droguet eventually adapted quicker, thus leaving the former out-paced while trying to construct his points. Furthermore, he also had his chances earlier in this match through his passes, but as soon as T. Droguet adjusted to the rhythm, the possibility of being overwhelmed from the baseline increased. This could also be a note to make necessary adjustments, considering how the game changed today, thus resulting in K. Edmund's inability to convert any of his break points compared to T. Droguet's 80% break point conversion rate with 5 opportunities to break, especially thanks to his control assertion throughout the match.

On the ofher hand, T. Droguet had a solid showing on serve. Firing 4 aces than K. Edmund's 1, T. Droguet still managed to win 7% more points from his first serves than K. Edmund with a 82% winning percentage. However, K. Edmund turned out to have problematic second serves, taking into account his 4 double faults that faded his second serve winning percentage to 26% as a result to those rushed follow-ups due to being out-paced as aforementioned.

T. Droguet will then face the winner between wild card Charlie Camus or fifth seed Quentin Halys, the former who moved from Australia to pursue a better tennis career and the latter who still tried to rediscover his form after being knocked out of the Top 100 several moments ago. This could be interesting to see how Charlie's potential can keep up with Halys' pacing, one of those to watch in one of the all-French derbies for today. Should be a fun clash!

[tabernaclehearts]

Heart Breeze 1

i can only hope that i get a fraction of what they have. blooming in the morning by spool, i listen to it in the car with my earbuds in. spotify stalking is so fun lol. good night station by yogee new waves.

this guy i met once is listening to film scores, and i think it was a nice day when we met. we got coffee at a "non-profit specialty coffee shop", and as much as i loved the atmosphere and the people there, they make a real shit coffee—no amount of milk or sweetener could save it. but we sat out on the patio after he offered to cover my coffee (i said no lol), and i remember looking at the shadows of the tree leaves on the table. sweetgum as always, and the sunspots washed over our heads in a wave-like fashion, still green from summer.

it's one of those things where i reach out over instagram dm's because i find a person interesting. he's a lover of film and a reader, so of course i had to see what he had in that mind palace of his. we talked for two hours on things like fragrances, good reads, the places we came from (he's an international student from china, and i had just recently come back to the states from korea), small things that brighten our days, and what makes a drink taste yummy. he swears by oat milk and i tell him that i can't stand it.

his accent is kinda thick so it's hard to understand him sometimes, but our facial expressions and hand movements make up for the gaps in communication. honestly, the accent hardly got in the way because we were already on the same wavelength regarding music genres (queue a long conversation on japanese shoegaze and jazz) and writing (i talk about my creative process and current project, and he writes notes in a small red notebook).

a cool little secret in the english department is that there's a "secret free library" that opens every semester, where professors toss out their old books onto shelves and english majors rummage through them like hungry mice. i had gone a day prior, pocketing seven books (the inferno, sputnik sweetheart, essays on camus) and the norton's double feature on shakespearean plays. i'm a greedy bitch, but a reader's a reader—of course i had to show it to him. and it felt kinda cool to be honest, running around campus with someone i had just met, gushing over ezra pound's cantos and the sfmoma's 2010 catalogue of "current exhibitions". familiar with the format, i picked up a book and sat on the sexy, glossy blue leather sofa as he stood in the same corner of the library for a half-hour, rooted to the floor as he observed the titles.

i love seeing people focused on the things they love. shit like that makes me feel fucking amazing and inspired. i end up meeting two people at the library who later become familiar faces in class, and i realize that i don't even know the name of the guy i brought to the library. i introduce him as the name on his instagram and he corrects me (nicely), by saying that he prefers going by (blank). lol oops. but yeah, that was really swag.

we leave the library after another two hours, and as we leave, he sighs with a smile and says, "that's so amazing, is it okay if i come back?" i almost feel like being mean and joking, "nooooo it's only for english majors," but the pure notion of asking for knowledge or asking for access to literature is something i can never decline, joke or no joke. i nod like a bobble-head. of fucking course, man. if anyone asks, just say you're in the department.

we hit another coffee shop (one that he recommends), and we take the long way there, trekking through the stream and commenting on the trees on campus. i point out a few plants: magnolia, lily of the valley, cherry blossom. i find us standing in front of blue bottle and i don't have the heart to say that i think their coffee sucks—he was too excited—and this time, i lose the battle and he pays for both drinks. i get a hojicha latte because the double-caffeine might kill me. he's beaming as he says it's payback for the books, gesturing at the literal stack of novels that sit on the countertop. lol, i let it slide even though i really didn't do anything special.

he says that he likes the recent music snippet i put on my story, meantime by fisherman ft. jiwoo, and recommends another band called fishmans, a japanese reggae dub group formed in the 1980's. whenever i listen to "daydream" and "long season", i thank him internally. we part ways, and that's the first (and last) time i officially hang out with him.

we see each other a few times on campus after that, we smile and wave. maybe have a thirty-second conversation just to catch up. i ask him how his girlfriend's doing. "good," he says. "how's angel dwellings?" to that, i say, "it's going slowly but smoothly." and we depart again. life is real cool like this, i think. to have a really satisfying, fun day with someone new, and to leave it as it is. whether it's a friendly hangout or a date, i think shit like this is so fun and i hope to do more stuff like this again.

[live-emotion]

ACTUALLY you know what, I'd love to see for Sacred Pairs, Illusionist, and especially Hug Song! They were already great in Starish Tours, but it would be so lovely to see them in Live Emotion! They all feel like they have great potential for choreo and character interaction.

Double Face could also have some really cool choreography and camera angles making it seem as if there are two Camus.

Really any song that has a strong narrative, visual concept, or focus on character dynamics will be really exciting. Setsugetsuka, Bloody Shadows, Fiction, etc.

If every single song gets a dance MV, and especially a dance MV that is always the same (excepting interchangeable outfits) and limited to the characters that performed the song, I wonder how they would handle Orpheus, Canon, Shine, and Tempest. Having Tokiya singing them might feel out of place depending on how they'd be presented. Similar issues arise with Seiten Oha-Yahho, but less so.

Lots of questions on how it will approach things!

What songs are you most looking forward to playing in Live Emotion?

A particular dance MV, a new song that was never in Shining Live, an old favourite Shining Live beatmap, or just a favourite Utapri song.

Personally I'm really curious about the new songs we never got in Shining Live, but Lycoris no Mori and Go x2 Jet Coaster were always favourite beatmaps of mine in Shining Live, so I'm really curious how they'll play in Live Emotion!

[snazzystarlight]

I’ve never been so excited for a commission. This is “Double Face” by my sweet boy Camus, as I see it because of synesthesia, which causes me to see music visually. I love this song so much! The man does a duet with himself and it slaps!

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[amslife]

MOOD: Double face.

Tomoaki Maeno

[masatos-wig]

CONGRATS TO EVERYONE WHO TIERED FOR THE HAWAIIAN DADS!!

im gonna ice my thumbs then take a nap so i can wake up to a reiji gacha and 0 prisms

[britany1997]

doing this again because more people tagged me, some of the answers have changed, and I love when people tag me in stuff🥺 thanks for the tags @misslavenderlady @prettywhenibleed and @6lostgirl6 ❤️❤️❤️

Nickname: on here, Brit🥰

Age: 23

Height: 5’ 10”

Sign: Libra Sun, Leo Moon, Libra Rising (my chart is entirely Libra/Leo and like one Taurus for my Mars or something)

Last Google search: Inner tubes for the beach (my college friends and I are going Saturday)

Last song stuck in my head:

Sleep: I don’t.

Kidding (kind of) this week it’s been midnight/1ish-6ish/7ish

Dream job: ✨Lawyer✨

Wearing: a black sweater, jeans, and superstars

Favorite Songs:

(The others change day to day)

Favorite instruments: anything brass🤩 and violin because I played for years

Aesthetic: I think floral & flowy/light academia depends on the season honestly

Favorite authors: Dostoevsky, Tolstoy, Albert Camus, Virginia Woolf, T.S. Eliot, Isabel Allende and of course, all my writer friends❤️

Favorite color: Forest Green

Favorite animal sounds:I said cats sneezing, but all animal sneezing is cute to me

Last song:

(From the beach playlist because I already wish it was Saturday)

Last series: rewatched Bridgerton season 2 w my roommate

Random: I’ve met Bill Nye the science guy

No pressure tags❤️:

@i-eat-the-dirt @oceansrose2002 @mickkmaiden333 @im-your-daddy @beoneofus @pixielostboy @divamatrixx @em0-frenchfries @flowercrownedlady @nerdy-spooks

Tried to tag new people from last time:) sorry if I double tag you

Get To Know Me

Tagged by: @bluecoolr thank you so much!!

Nickname: Don't really have one but you can call me Sixx! ♥️😭 I was called that and now it's mine.

Age: 21 (22 soon)

Height: 5'7

Sign: ARIES RAHHHH! 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Last Google Search: A question for my quiz

Last Song Stuck In My Head: the "I woke up in a new Bugatti" meme

Sleep: my sleep has been fucked, catch me in bed by 4:30AM 😭

Dream Job: working as a therapist

Wearing: black and green ghostface shirt and green and black sweats with graphic design

Favorite Songs: "Sonne" by Rammstein, Living Dead Girl by Rob Zombie, etc.

Favorite instrument: Guitar, piano, violin

Aesthetic: Goth

Favorite Authors: my writer moots ♥️

Favorite Color: Red!

Favorite Animal Sounds: Mourning doves, cat meows, dogs when they huff 🤣

Last Song: Bloody by Five Finger Death Punch

Last Series: The Mandalarian

Random: I have no sense of direction

Tagging: no pressure!!

@prettywhenibleed @britany1997 @brattyloserprincess16 @ghoulgeousimmaculate @misslavenderlady @luv4fandoms @henhouse-horrors @nerdy-spooks @johnwicks-pussy @kurt-nightcrawler

[minsarasarahair]

WHAT THE!? Camus (Maeno Tomoaki) voice acting though???? When I first heard it, I didn't recognize him LOL IM SO PROUD! HE'S SO GOOD!! That's my Utapri oshi, alright! I always headcanon that Camus' expertise as an entertainer is acting because of his double face persona. Look at him, his voice acting stands out. Its so expressive. He might not be the best singer in QN but the guy has his strength. I like his singing voice the most tho. I just don't think he's for everyone.

[bevorzug-t]

tag dump.

[cryxtaltime]

Tag Dump - Galleries

we are ( starish ) just say ( quartet night ) yes call ( heavens )

seiten ohayahho ( hayato ) be the light ( mirror ) my princess ( haruka ) roulette rival ( otoya ) koi sakura ( masato ) green ambition ( cecil ) grown empathy ( natsuki ) passionate serenade ( ren ) chivalrous spirit ( syo )

troublesome guy ( reiji ) winter blossom ( ai ) wild soul ( ranmaru ) double face ( camus )

next door ( eiichi ) ( nagi ) ( kira ) dreamer ( eiichi ) ( yamato ) visible elf ( shion ) ( van )

[sweetdarkselfishness]

Call me gumin 😂 I'm your ojou sama 💙