#Bit Cloudy

[trevlad-sounds]

Invisible Club 34

09.10.2024

Intro 00:00 Binaural Space–Fractured Beyond Repair 01:17 The Qualitons–Lil’ Bonch 05:57 Receptor Modulator–The oldest model 10:12 Natureboy Flako–Numero Cien 17:33 Scanner–Beginning of an Unknown Century 20:03 Sean Ono Lennon, Devon Hoff, Yuka Honda, Michael Leonhart, João Nogueira, Mauro Refosco, Ches Smith, Johnny Mathar-Starwater 25:30 Cate Brooks–Void Patterns 32:57 Bit Cloudy–Coronation Crack 35:40 Floating Points–Vocoder [Club Mix] 38:46 Pulsliebhaber–Galerina Marginata 46:14 Matt Berry–I Cannot Speak 50:00 Neil Cowley Trio–Adam Alphabet 52:34 Prairiewolf–The Meander 55:48 Cory Wong–Sell By Date 59:29 Furii–Ilk 1:03:58 Hayden Pedigo–Some Kind of Shepherd – Live 1:07:46 Outro 1:12:52

[nothingbizzare]

Cold winds and warm hands

[keymintt]

ain't just the temperature

[listen-to-the-inner-walrus]

Watching Dimension 20 can very often just be staring at Brennan Lee Mulligan and thinking "oh, wow, so that's what it would have been like if my dad gave a shit about me."

[yu-melon]

I couldn't stop my hands from drawing another fankid so theres whispangle kiddo!!!

[starrystevie]

it was all supposed to be a joke. they were supposed to be in steve’s backyard with all their friends and family in shitty lawn chairs, holding cans of budweiser and jamming to whatever song eddie was in the mood for that day blasting through the speakers. steve was supposed to be in front of them all in a tuxedo t-shirt and powder blue dress pants, flowers in his hair that had been teased to high heaven and dark black sunglasses to keep out the bright sun. that’s how they had planned it all those years ago when they’d been high and drunk and young and in love.

but somehow instead, the yard is full of flowers and benches that hopper and wayne put together with spare wood for everyone to sit on and there’s an archway at the end of the aisle and soft acoustic songs spilling gently out of the speakers. steve’s still at the front, that was always supposed to happen, but this time he’s wearing an actual tux, light cream with a boutonnière and everything, and his hair is pushed back just so. there’s no flowers in his hair and no sunglasses but it’s cloudy enough of a day where he doesn’t really need them anyway.

they weren't even supposed to do this. there wasn't supposed to be a grand entrance and a walk down the aisle, no flower girls or ring bearers or anything remotely traditional. but what started off as, "well, i wouldn't mind walking down the aisle," and "i think exchanging rings would be cool," and "who cares if it isn't legal, i'm going to marry you anyway damnit," turned into this beautiful day of friends and family and love.

robin’s standing beside him in a tux of her own, pinstripe grey donning a pocket boutonnière that matches nancy’s bouquet, with a few notecards in her hands. and speaking of nancy, she’s heading down the aisle in a flowing dress, and when her eyes catch robin’s, she crinkles her nose before blowing her a kiss. she stands opposite of steve as eddie's not-quite-bridesmaid and grips her bouquet tightly, her eyes never leaving robin's.

and then there's dustin. he's in a tux that matches steve's and he has his curls pushed back with probably too much gel and a tie that suzie got him for their 3rd anniversary. the best thing he's sporting, though, is the smile on his face and the ring box in his hand and the joy in his eyes as he looks out at the crowd. having him there as best man and smelling the cheap cologne he wears so he seems more grown up calms steve's ever beating heart enough to where he doesn't think he'll throw up from nerves anymore.

all of their loved ones are surrounding them in clothes steve’s never seen before but he couldn’t care at all what they’re wearing because they’re all smiling wide and bright at him. he catches himself rocking back and forth on his feet so he shakes out his hands and holds them behind his back to distract himself. his stomach is rolling with waves or butterflies and when he catches joyce's eye in the front row, she mimes taking in a deep breath which he instantly copies. the soft grin she sends in return tells him that he thinks it could actually work to settle him. mothers have that healing way about them.

he’s never been good with weddings, always fidgeting in a too tight suit his mom picked out, but he never thought he’d be this antsy at his own.

steve's just about to give up and sprint down the aisle to get eddie so they can run away together and leave nerves and or butterflies behind him, but then the music stops. he sees lucas changing out the tapes quickly, giving a thumbs up to mike who throws one to will who runs back behind the shed to where he knows eddie is waiting and when will pops his head back out to run back to his seat, it hits him.

he's getting married.

steve doesn't have time to think about it anymore than he already has been for the last 8 years because eddie's coming around the corner of the shed.

'here comes the sun' is playing out over the speakers, soft and perfect, and eddie's smiling, wide and beautiful, and steve can't help but mirror it back to him. the clouds overhead seem to hear them, hear the song and hear their hearts beating in time with each other, because as soon as eddie gets to the aisle, bright warm rays of sunlight peak out and make the rhinestones he demanded line the lapels of his own black tux shine like real diamonds.

steve stops breathing. he swears he does, and he knows his family are all feeling the same way. he can hear a few gasps, hears joyce muttering what she thinks is a silent, "oh my god," in hop's ear, and watches how wayne stands up just a bit straighter from his front row seat.

eddie glides down the aisle like the drama king he is, soaking in the looks from everyone they care about and soaking in the sun that seems to come out only for him. it's like the sun knows he's a star, too, and wants to come out to be with one of it's own. eddie's always been sunshine and starlight and a blinding thing to look at and take in. he's the light, steve's the moth, and a few clouds on their wedding day could never change it.

"well, that was insanely good timing," eddie whispers to steve once he reaches him. his grin softens and he brings up a hand to wipe gently at the tear tracks on steve's cheeks. "hi, baby."

and steve can do nothing but choke out a laugh, catching eddie's hand in his own so he press a kiss to his palm. he thinks he can feel eddie's heartbeat against his lips and, even if it's his brain playing tricks on him, he likes the sentiment that it brings. "i love you so fucking much."

it's eddie's turn to get teary-eyed and the sun glints off the tears that fall down his cheek before heading back behind the clouds, dotting quick-to-fade sparkles on his face like a wedding present.

steve kisses him. he can't help it. it's nothing but a fast press of lips, watery smile to watery smile, and everyone is cheering except for robin.

"hey! it's not time for that yet," she says with a pretend scowl, arms pressing to each of their chests to keep them apart. it's enough to leave nancy giggling where she stands behind eddie, her laugh like bells bouncing off of the trees surrounding them. "just give me like ten minutes and we'll have you married and you can kiss all you want then."

steve swears he can hear mike groan at that which cause him to grin which cause eddie to grin back and then they're holding hands like it's the only way to get through the next ten minutes. and it might just be the only way to get through it. knowing them, if they didn't hold on tight, one of them would make a move first and there'd be hands around waists and fingers tangled in hair and robin would hate them forever because she wouldn't get to do her speech.

it's after vows are shared, after rings are on fingers, after kisses are pressed to lips and cheeks and temples and hands and everything else they can quickly reach, that the two of them get some peace. everyone is inside eating snacks and drinking cheap champagne, and it goes unspoken that they're going to take some time for themselves. take some time to bask in their new maybe not-so-legally real but as real as could ever be in their hearts marriage.

they make their way, hand in hand like they've always been meant to do, to a table set up for them. eddie pops a bottle of champagne that they pass back and forth between themselves as they share cheesy smiles and champagne-laced kisses. and it's as they look into each other's eyes, fingers lacing so their rings clink softly against each other, that the sun peaks out to say hello once more.

[cloudyydraws]

more saiki stuff

[wolvenjay]

Scarecrow Week 2024 - Day Two University Stories

[stupidandstinkyguineapigs]

I had ziggy on the bed to clip her nails and after that horrific ordeal she decided to treat herself to the apple I was saving for a snack

[daily-ynfg-worlds]

Luminous Lake

[trevlad-sounds]

Sunday 20 August Mixtape 357 “Spheres For Lust”

Downtempo Space Synth Wednesdays, Fridays & Sundays. Support the artists and labels. Don't forget to tip so future shows can bloom.

The JWA-Music from the Spheres, Pt. 1 00:00

Almanacs-The Golden Hour 04:35

Bit Cloudy-Mount Evangelos Theme 08:45

Binaural Space-The Last Waltz 13:02

Fulgeance-Les Dunes (alt. take) 14:37

MiDi BiTCH-Theory Of Forms 17:31

Edgar Froese-Specific Gravity Of Smile - 2012 Remaster 22:00

Francesca Guccione-How We Left Saturn 30:35

Warm Binary-Hot Hail 33:24

Belbury Poly-ffarisees 37:18

The British Stereo Collective-The Rain and the Darkness 41:15

Piotr Kurek-Untitled 43:27

Danny Scott Lane & Dennis Young-Campaign For Lust 46:50

Ambidextrous-Part VI 49:53

[re-colligere]

Sooo If indigo yaps to roz and french does she ever say any secrets thinking he cant understand her (even though he dose) i feel like roz technically should know more about her then the others because of that :)?

I've thought of this possibility beforehand, but Indigo's a very good secret keeper and she never slips any important information even in french. She usually just thinks out loud while she's working (this occurs no matter who's around her, Roz is just the only one who can understand her). Most of the time she also just complains and swears a lot in french AGDHSJJD and SOMEtimes. She might make some random ass reference to something that happened to her once and Roz has absolutely no other context to go off of.

Roz has not mentioned this at all, because he thinks it's too late to explain he could understand her (thus embarrassing indy). At the same time he hasn't really told the others about it and kinda keeps her thoughts secret as well, honor code and all that. If he ever came across important information he Probably would tell Bughaw then.

[lizardsfromspace]

I hate the "haha, did OP have a CO2 leak XD?" thing. First of all, it's so profoundly anti-creativity, and anti-intellectual, the idea that anything that's slightly out of the ordinary must be the protect of an altered mind; it's "haha were you on DRUGS when you wrote that?" given a new veneer of millennial internet humor. Second of all, I didn't have a CO2 leak, I was infected with mold

[autism0fadown]

Some of my Scary sketches n drawings!

I know the lighting is bad, just uhh… turn up the brightness on your phone or smthn..

I also fixed some minor details that were bothering me

Read the tags for context r whatever :)

[mxnster-soul]

"Couldn't go beyond the driveway, I don't know. It's like he was tossed/pushed/dragged back by something. That or he was trying to break down some wall by force?"

Some kind of energy barrier that surrounds your home or connected to you/smth in the house? He tried to interact with it/walked into it without knowing and got damaged? I dont think he would've run into it desperately trying to break it down physycally and his powers are no use as of now. Plus he might be a bit desperate if he got to you from Theraprism/right after death(?) but i dont think he'd keep on doing something that was noticeably hurting him. Though, this one is questionable 😔 (he might be prone to selfharm but im not sure)

Last guess - car hit? Any wheel marks on the driveway or road, trampled grass?

Noone here is a bad driver. That's what I know.

Though the barrier guess could be right (somehow???? Still gotta check it out further when i'm able to)

The mess doesn't go beyond it, so it just, ends, before the road. No car tire tracks.

[cloudyydraws]

did the evil art style challenge with the kagamines!!

+brainstorming and sketches under cut

sorry oomf i ignored the "dont draw women" rule i couldnt resist

friends also regulated me to plain black lineart with no variety :(((( RIP FOR THE SKETCH I LIKED IT A LOT