#Da Kidd Half

[badgerbl00d]

taking an aphrodisiac and seeing who gives in first

☆ characters: ace, law, kidd

☆ up next: running into your ex ft. zoro

☆ summary: you take an aphrodisiac together and decide to throw in a competitive edge ; smutty, minimal plot oops

☆ a/n: this is a reupload- the original was deleted for some reason :(; requests are opened and being worked on! enjoy <3

☆ 18+, mdni

ace

You waited until everyone was asleep to make your way over to Ace’s room. The two of you had decided it would probably be best to not say anything to anyone for a while, at least until you both had more time to get used to being together. 

It still sent shivers down your spine to think about the fact that you were actually dating.

You knocked on his door, using the knocking pattern he’d taught you exactly the way he’d insisted you did. 

“Ace, that’s dumb,” you’d insisted.

“No- I-I’m serious! What if I answer the door naked and Marco’s the one who knocked?”

“Why the hell would you be answering the door naked at all?”

“Well, you know ‘cause it’s, like, sexy.”

You stared at him and decided it would be best to just do a stupid secret knock. 

“...Okay what’s the knock.”

“Haha! Yes! Ok, so knock once, and then twice really fast- like da-dum, OK?”

“Alright,” you said, rolling your eyes.

“Good. Then you’re gonna drumroll on the door for like three whole seconds. After that alternate between left and right twice and then-”

“Ace I’m just gonna knock three times, ok?”

He rolled his eyes, “Fine.”

Knock. Knock. Knock.

You waited for a few seconds before Ace opened the door for you.

He pulled you in for a kiss, a boyish smile plastered on his face.

“My knock would’ve been better.”

You giggled and followed him to his bed, pulling out the chocolate.

The two of you had been sent shopping earlier and came across a stall selling ‘enhanced’ chocolate. After some inquiry, you discovered it was an aphrodisiac, supposed to increase libido. 

You and Ace bought it, giggling like schoolgirls, and decided you’d try it tonight.

“So we just eat it and… bang?”

“Yes, Ace, we eat it and bang.”

“I meant like bang, boom, y’know?”

Well, I meant it like sex. “Here,” you broke the candy in half and handed it to him. 

“Hold on, hold on,” he sat down next to you and pulled you onto his lap, placing a flurry of kisses on your cheek before continuing, “Wanna make it more interesting?”

“Depends what you have in mind.”

“Let’s make a bet- See who lasts longer without giving in.”

You perked up at this.

“What will I get when I win?”

He laughed, “ ‘When?’ I think you mean if. Don’t get overconfident, cutie. How about… I will take you shopping for anything you want.”

“Deal.”

Ace grabbed half of the chocolate and popped it into his mouth, and you followed suit. 

He put on a kids' show you both liked in the background, it was a cute one about a boy and his stretchy dog. He said it reminded him of him and his brothers. The two of you got comfortable on the bed, you sat leaned up against a mountain of pillows, and Ace laid on you, head resting on your thighs.

You played with his hair while he rubbed your legs, as you slowly started to feel the effects of the drug. 

You could tell Ace had started to feel it as soon as he started squirming. 

When he turned over, his stomach against yours, and started to kiss your chest and tummy, you knew you’d won. 

“About that bet…” he said.

“Already?! You didn’t even try! Go sit over there.”

“I’m sorry you’re just so beautiful and soft and I’m so hard it’s starting to hurt.”

You giggled and pulled down the straps of your shirt to tease him. 

“You want this?”

He nodded eagerly. So cute. 

He reached behind you and unhooked your bra, tossing it on the floor.

He watched as your boobs bounced out, and with his hands around your waist, took one into his mouth. 

“A-ah, Ace,” you panted as his warm mouth enveloped your nipple. 

The hot, sticky wetness of his tongue felt so, so good. Your resolve immediately crumbled and you caved to his touch. 

He sucked slightly harder, his teeth gently closing around it. 

“Ace,” you whined, your hands finding their way up his back and into his hair. 

His hands were wrapped around his waist and he was laying on top of you, lined up so that his hardening dick was against your thigh. 

You felt a sudden burst of warmth emanate from his hands, sending a violently pleasurable shiver up your spine. He knew you loved when he involved his devil fruit abilities into your sexual encounters. 

You not-so-gently pulled on his hair as your back arched into his tongue that was persistently lapping at your sensitive nipple. 

He pulled away with a pop.

“M-more, Ace,” you breathed, “I want more.”

He sat up on his knees and clumsily fumbled with his pants, failing to untie the knot at the front. 

“Let me help,” you said, reaching up to untie it for him.

You made eye contact with him as you pulled down his sweats, slipping a finger into the band of his boxers.

He took in a shaky breath, his lips parted in awe. 

“You’re so pretty, you know that?”

You didn’t respond and instead pulled down his boxers. 

He was very long and pleasantly thick. 

You felt yourself getting even wetter at the memory of how he stretched you out last time.

Ace didn’t shave either, you figured he was far too impatient but it was something you absolutely loved.

You wrapped your lips around him, slowly working your way to the base, spit coating his dick. 

He placed a gentle hand in your hair, guiding you along with him as he laid back down on the bed. 

He gathered your hair into a messy ponytail and slowly bobbed your head up and down and up and down against his length- hissing as your tongue slid up his length and swirled around the tip with every movement. 

“F-feels so good,” he said.

You moaned against him, earning an involuntary shudder from your boyfriend.

You wrapped a hand around him, lightly squeezing his spit-soaked cock. 

“N-no, no, no, too much,” he whined, “Gonna cum!”

You started to move your head faster and were abruptly pulled off of him. 

“Let me fuck you first, princess, ‘m gonna cum if you keep going.”

You sighed but relented. 

“That’s the goal, baby,” you said, straddling his hips, and placing your hands on his chest.

“Then let me cum in you,” he begged. 

You lowered yourself down onto his length as he held himself in place for you, moaning as you felt that familiar stretch. 

“F-fuck,” you breathed, “You feel so good- So big.”

“Yeah? You like this position?”

He started to move his hips, fucking up into you. 

“Y-yes, Ace- Fuck! Oh, my god, d-don’t stop!”

Your breathless moans were more than enough to get him up to a delicious pace.

You pressed hot, wet kisses to his mouth, welcoming the abnormally warm sensation in your tummy. 

You knew your boyfriend ran hot and it was the most unexpectedly wonderful thing about having sex with him. 

You were sweating, covered with water droplets that were running down your body.

Ace’s hands dug into you, wet smacking sounds filling the room as you both got closer and closer. 

You cried out with every thrust, and Ace’s head was completely fogged with euphoria. 

Your stomach was twisting and tensing with pleasure, and you rapidly tapped Ace’s chest to let him know you were close. 

He brought an arm up to your throat, gently closing his hand around it. 

You grabbed onto his forearm and pulsed around him wildly as you finished all over him.

With a few more thrusts his hips started to twitch and you could tell by his erratic pace that he was close. 

“G-gonna cum, baby- Gonna cum!”

You tightened around Ace’s cock, and felt the sudden hot spurts of cum filling you up. 

When he was finished, he brushed your hair out of your face and gently tucked it behind your ears before lifting you up to pull out. 

His cum leaked out of you and all over his thighs. 

You laid down onto him, your sticky, sweaty bodies breathing in sync. 

He rubbed your back and kissed the top of your head. 

You started giggling and he joined in. 

You slowly sat up and pressed a kiss to Ace’s sweaty forehead before collapsing onto the bed next to him.

He sighed and grabbed your hand, rubbing his thumb over yours.

“Wanna know something?” he said.

“Hm.”

“I love you!”

“I love you more! Do you wanna know something?”

“Always,” he said. 

“You lose.”

kidd

“Kidd! Hurry up,” you called him into your bedroom. 

You were sitting in bed, the covers messily thrown around you.

He walked into the room, his towel wrapped loosely around his waist, just barely dried off. 

He still had his lipstick on, not having bothered to take it off, it was smudged messily around his lips.

Water beads were running down his chest and arms, and he smelled like lavender and shampoo. 

He loved watching you get ready for bed and had started timing his showers so that he could be in the bathroom at the same time as you.

Something about the routine was so domestic- it made him feel warm inside. He’d never admit it out loud but by the third time he had made it a point to have all his work done so he could shower with you, you’d put two and two together.

He was completely entranced watching you take off your makeup, brush your hair, put on lotion like you always did, and, of course, watching you change. He’d offer to ‘help’ though, in reality, he just wanted an excuse to have his hands on you.

He sat next to you on the bed, reaching over to grab a pair of gray sweatpants you’d set out for him. 

You sat on your knees, wearing an old torn-up t-shirt of his.

In your hands were two small pieces of chocolate, that you and Kidd had been eagerly waiting to eat. 

“I'm here, darlin’,” he said, getting up to put on his pants. 

“Won’t be needing those,” you giggled.

He turned to give you a kiss on your forehead. 

“Ready?”

You kissed him, gently biting his bottom lip.

“That eager, hm?”

Kidd reached for one of the chocolates in your hand, which you moved out of his reach.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, hold on,” you were greeted with an eye roll, “I wanna make a bet.”

Impatience had been starting to show itself on his face until the word ‘bet’ fell from your lips. 

His competitiveness outweighed his short attention span. 

“What kind of bet, love?”

A devilish smile spread on your face, easily Kidd’s favorite of your many expressions, “I think you’re going to be so pathetically desperate that you’ll give in before I even feel it.”

He laughed, and your stomach twisted in anticipation at the way he looked at you after.

“Deal, baby, but what am I gonna get when I win?”

“Whatever you want.”

You blinked up at him, and he felt his dick twitch in his pants. 

His confidence momentarily faltered, before he snatched a chocolate out of your hand and ate it as he made his way out of the room toward his office. 

“I’ll be in there, baby. Working.”

You lay down on your side of the bed and waved him off, grabbing your book from your nightstand. 

You knew five minutes in that you were destined for failure. You tried to focus on the book but the lines were blurring into one another and all you could think of was how Kidd’s hands felt when they were around your throat, or smacking your ass, or pulling you closer into him by your waist. 

After an excruciating twenty minutes of resisting the pooling wetness in between your thighs, you swallowed your pride and made your way to Kidd’s office.

You lightly knocked before walking in, blushing from embarrassment. 

Kidd sat in his office chair, a shit-eating grin plastered on his face, beckoning you toward him with a few pats to his lap. 

If you weren’t so achingly desperate to feel that hand grabbing and squeezing you, you would’ve given him a piece of your mind for calling you to him like a dog. 

Yet, like a dog, you obeyed and made your way toward him tail tucked between your legs.

You were dressed in nothing but the t-shirts and a pair of black and white polka dot panties. 

He pulled you onto his lap once you were close enough and you straddled him, sinking your lips eagerly into his, his lipstick smudging across both of your faces.

He loved seeing you like that- he took a guilty pleasure in seeing you marked up, be it by his lipstick or hickeys he wanted to see you completely covered. 

Pulling away from the kiss to look at your lover, you suddenly became very aware of his hardening erection that was pushed snugly against your pussy.

It dawned on you now that had you stuck it out even just a few more minutes you probably would’ve won the bet. But that was the last thing on your mind and all you could think of now was the feeling of familiar hardness against your lower half.

A breath caught in your throat and your own arousal started to soak through your panties.

You could feel your heartbeat pulsing in your clit, the throbbing sensation starting to overwhelm you.

You pawed at his chest, desperate for some kind of give, and slowly started circling your hips against him.

“You like feeling my dick against ya? Hm?”

He patted your cheek lightly when you didn’t answer and you nodded. 

“You want more?”

You nodded again, more enthusiastically this time.

He slapped your face- a little harder this time.

“I want to hear you say it,” he reminded you, holding your face in one hand, your cheeks squished together. 

“Y-yesh, captain, want more,” you moaned, picking up the pace of your grinding against his lap. 

“Sit up for me baby,” he said.

You did, raising your ass from his thighs. 

He pushed your panties to the side and ran a cold, metal finger up your slit, gathering your slick arousal onto it. 

“Ah! Please, Kidd, please. I’ve already lost, so don’t tease!”

He laughed at your desperation, “Quit whinin’ sweetheart, gimme a sec.”

He pulled the waistline of his sweatpants down and his cock sprang up, lying flat against his abdomen. 

The tip was flushed pink and dribbling pre-cum. 

Tentatively, you wrapped your small hand around the base and lightly pumped up and down. 

Kidd made no complaints so you moved your hand with more vigor. 

Your thumb swiped at the leaking slit on his head and used the arousal to pump him faster, earning heavenly moans to fall on your ears.

“Just like that, Y/n.”

You bit your bottom lip and bent down slightly to start pressing wet kisses to his throat as you pleased him.  

You worked your way up to his jaw, and pulled away to look up at him. 

He was in complete euphoria, his head leaning back against the chair, neck completely exposed to you.

You watched as his chest rose and fell, in sync with every up and down motion of your hand. 

You slowly started to get yourself down from his lap- and his head shot up.

“Oi, oi, where’re ya goin’?”

“Shh, baby, just let me make you feel good.”

You could tell he didn’t like this at all, he was always in control.

He told you when to cum, where to lick, what to do, and this was driving him insane.

But the pleasure coursing through his body left his brain feeling too good to question anything.

You knelt down on the floor in front of him and guided his hand to your hair, which he gladly held up. 

“I see,” he mused, a smile spreading on his face, “In that case, go ahead, darlin’.”

You wrapped both hands around the base of his extraordinarily thick cock, bringing the tip towards your already extended tongue.

Your hands worked in unison with your mouth, pumping him while you licked up and down his head.

When he was sufficiently worked up you enclosed your mouth over the smallest amount possible, gathering spit in your mouth.

It dribbled down the underside of his cock, providing you with the necessary lubrication to take him down your throat.

You started slow- Kidd was big and you knew you had to warm up before taking all of him. 

His grip on your hair tightened as your tongue licked the underside of his shaft, and your lips wrapped around the rest of him.

His breathing was getting faster and curses were spilling out of his throat.

You finally took him to the base, your nose getting buried in his pubes.

You gagged and your eyes started to water, but Kidd held your head in place.  

“F-fuck, shh, shh, breathe baby, breathe,” Kidd shuddered out, “Just like that, oh, good girl.”

Tears started falling from your eyes as your Captain sat back up, and started to slowly pump himself in and out of your mouth. 

You could tell by the twitching and tensing of his dick that he was getting close, and your own arousal was starting to drip down your legs. 

You sharply inhaled with every thrust he gave, holding onto his thighs to try and support yourself. 

“So good f’me,” he panted, “Gonna cum soon.”

You moaned against him as he fucked your mouth, gently cupping his balls in one hand. 

“Fuck!”

With no warning you found yourself swallowing hot spurts of cum. 

“MM! Mmf mm mmm-” KIDD! Don’t do that-

He interrupted you with a loud laugh, “Sorry darlin’ I couldn’t help it.”

You swallowed and Kidd lifted you back up onto his lap, wrapping strong arms back around your waist. 

You pulled aside your panties, letting your flooding arousal pour onto him.

You sat up on your knees, letting him rub his length up and down your slit, before slipping the head in.

You winced as you lowered your hips down, taking him fully. 

He pushed up into you once he had bottomed out, earning a generous moan from you- music to his ears. 

His hands tightened around your waist as he started to bounce you up and down, you were so wet that every slight movement was audible and filled the room with the sticky, wet sounds of you sucking him in.

He slid in and out of you so easily, and you were so tender that it wasn’t long until you were close.

With every kiss of his tip against your g-spot the coil in your stomach tightened, a strong, delicious tension pressed against the spot right beneath your tummy. 

The steady smack, smack, smack that had started to fill the room clouded your thinking and you were completely rag-dolled by Kidd who was bouncing you at a relentless pace. 

In a flash of white, hot pleasure you came- hard. Your fingernails dug into your boyfriend’s back, a few even breaking skin. Your thighs pressed against each other and you fell forward, leaning your full body weight against him. 

The both of you sat in silence for a moment, the sound of your breathing filling the room. 

Slowly, you sat up pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. 

“I win.”

Kidd’s brows furrowed, “No, ya fuckin’ don’t. You came in here begging for-”

“So? I walked in and you were already hard, so I won.”

“That’s definitely not how this works, love. You walked in wetter than water-”

“HA! I did not,” you lied, “I wasn’t even wet until I sat on your lap. You’re such a sore loser-”

Kidd laughed, and pressed kisses all over your face, “You’re a terrible liar, love.”

You rolled your eyes. 

“Fine. What do you want as a prize?”

Kidd pulled you closer to him, your breath getting gently pushed out as your chest pressed against his. 

“I want more.”

law

You flipped through the pages of a special Valentine’s Day magazine, dog-earing the pages of clothing shops and restaurants you wanted to visit with your boyfriend when he had time. 

He was sitting at his desk, just a few feet away from you organizing medical files and equipment into his drawers. 

His music was playing in the background, out of a small speaker you got him for his twenty-fifth birthday. 

A smooth saxophone melody danced over a relaxing, steady drum beat. 

He loved jazz.

Helps me concentrate, he’d said. 

It had grown on you after a year of listening to it every night and there were few things you found yourself enjoying more than these late nights with your boyfriend, each of you doing your own thing while still enjoying the other’s company. 

You were the cutest, sweetest thing in the world to Law, and on nights like these, he liked watching you when you thought he was completely absorbed in his work.

He watched as you’d read, play a video game, or map out your next course. 

Laying on your stomach, you swished your feet in the air behind you, gently rocking them to and fro- a sign Law knew far too well.

“Bored, baby?”

You stilled your feet, feeling guilty that he noticed.

“A little,” you admitted, “And this magazine is making me sad.”

He quirked an eyebrow, asking for elaboration.

“It’s full of cute romantic stuff to do, but who knows if we’ll even get a chance. What with being outlaws and all.”

He smiled and put away the rest of the mess in front of him before sitting on the bed next to you.

You sat up, hugging your knees to your chest, and laid your head down against his shoulder. 

“If you want to go to any of these places, you just let me know and we’ll go. Any marines or bounty hunters that try to intervene will be sorry.”

You giggled, “Should we plan out our Valentine’s Day then?”

He nodded.

“But first, I have something for you.”

You sat up at this, looking up at him with your big doe eyes.

He pulled out a small piece of chocolate from his pocket. 

“Oh! Thank you! Is it dark chocolate ‘cause I don’t like the other kinds-”

You reached for it, but Law pulled back before you could grab it.

“Tsk, tsk- Hold on, my love. 

We’re going to split it.”

You found it somewhat odd that you’d split such a small piece of chocolate and furrowed your brows, earning a laugh from your boyfriend who was unwrapping the candy.

“It’s an aphrodisiac.”

Oh! Your eyes widened, and eagerness pooled into them.

He froze for a second, “Shit- wait! Should I have waited until Valentine’s Day? This would’ve been a good surprise, dammit.”

You laughed out loud at his sudden change in demeanor and quickly reassured him that it was perfectly fine.

“Good to have a test round anyway, no?”

He kissed your forehead and handed you a piece. 

As you ate he continued, “To make it a little more interesting, you’re gonna go to the library and I’ll go to the operation room. Whoever gives in first loses.”

“What constitutes giving in?”

“Asking for sex.”

You stood up, stretching your body out, fingertips extending toward the roof. 

Walking out you stood at the doorway, turning to look back at your lover.

“You’re gonna lose.”

“I am? Oh, but what if I do this,” he said before he suddenly stood up and walked toward you, “Please, Y/n.”

Your panties flooded upon hearing these words, so sickly sweet and needy, and you pressed your thighs together.

Law slowly knelt on the floor in front of you, placing a large hand on the outside of each of your thighs.

He sank lower before you and pressed soft kisses up your legs, stopping at your knees.

Your heartbeat quickened and you could hear your breathing, now made up entirely of fast inhales and exhales like your lungs were trying to catch up with the frenzied, eager mess between your thighs. 

A hand made its way between your knees and Law looked up to you, as though asking for permission to part them. 

Your lips were parted and glossy, you looked so sweet and cute that he could feel his cock throbbing in his pants, the denim tightening around it. 

This kind of eagerness, this lust that filled him had been completely unknown to him before meeting you. 

He pushed your legs apart and his tongue attached to your left thigh, licking a long, wet stripe up it, stopping right before your pussy.

It took immense willpower to not give in right then and there, to not sink his tongue and lips into your wet, dripping heat. To stop himself from indulging in that feeling of the fat of your pussy smothering his face.

But he instead turned to your right thigh, licking and biting his way up it, marking your legs with love marks. Littered hues of dark browns and purples mixed with vibrant reds and pinks covered your thighs. 

Your bottom lip trembled as you ignored every sensation traveling in and on your body. Your nerves were aching, screaming for you to ask Law to touch you. Beg him, if you had to.

But you resisted- blinking back the tears that pooled on your lower lash line in an attempt to refocus. 

The surgeon took note of your resolve and decided to make it crumble.

He lifted your shirt up and over your head and unhooked your bra.

He watched, with an unnerving intensity as your tits jiggled around and softly pinched at your nipples.

Your cheeks were hot to the touch and goosebumps flooded your skin. 

“A-ah-,” you moaned as he started to lick and suck your nipples, getting rougher and rougher. He held your breasts in his hands and pushed them against each other, sloppily licking over any and everything he could reach with his tongue. 

You openly moaned now, completely overcome by the euphoric sensation you were feeling.

His tongue was soft and warm and wet and sticky and felt so, so good over your aching breasts that had been eager for his touch. 

“L-law, please- Oh, my god, yes! Yes,” you whined and writhed under his touch.

He pulled away with a pop, “You like it that much, bunny?”

You fervently nodded and your hands found their way onto his head, tangling themselves in his dark black hair. 

“C’mere, baby,” he said, pulling you in for a kiss.

You snaked your arms around his neck and deepened the kiss, savoring how he tasted. 

Pressing a hand against your chest, he laid you down on the couch and grabbed your legs placing them over his shoulders.

Your stomach tensed up, and you could feel your desperate pussy start to twitch. 

He lowered himself so he was level with your soaked panties and placed a kiss right on top of your clothed clit, earning a series of pathetic whines from you. 

You reintroduced your hands to his hair, gently pulling and tugging him toward your needy heat. 

“This is what you want?” 

He ran a long finger up and down your slit.

“Yes! Please, please Law. E-eat me out, ‘m so so wet for you,” you begged.

He pushed your panties to the side, and with a pointed tongue, licked up and down your slit- never quite touching your clit. He gathered the slick pouring out of your hole on his tongue and spit it back onto your pussy.

The teasing continued as he sucked and softly bit your lips, licking everywhere but the aching bundle of nerves that you could feel throbbing.

“Don’t tease!” you cried, desperate for him to give you what you wanted. 

 He laughed and with torturous slowness, started to lick your pulsing bud.

It was euphoric- waves of hot, warm pleasure flooded your body as you sunk your nails into the couch cushions, moans spilling from your lips.

He knew exactly what he was doing, where you liked him to apply more pressure, and where to ease off. 

He had an iron grip on your thighs, dimpling the flesh where his fingers held onto you.

Your moans got less consistent and more strained as you got closer.

“Just like that, baby,” you panted, “Gonna cum!”

As he heard this, he pulled you even closer toward his mouth and your back slid down the wall.

His grip tightened on your thighs and would have been painful if not for how sweetly he was eating you out. 

The obscene wet sounds of licking and slurping and sucking echoed off the walls of his room and you felt your core tightening as you got closer, your hips bucking up into Law’s face out of desperation. 

In a split second, the winding cord snapped and you gasped, digging your hands into the tangled mess that was Law’s hair. 

He slowly pulled his face away from your pussy completely soaked.

He had a drunk look in his eyes and you could already feel yourself wanting more.

Law picked you up, palming your ass, and carried you back to his bed. 

The clock read 6:34 a.m. when the two of you finally went to shower. 

Law did most of the work for you, as you were about ready to pass out. 

He pressed soft kisses on your soapy shoulders and dried you off when you were done. 

He went and grabbed your favorite pajamas for you and tucked you into bed with a soft kiss. 

“And by the way, my love.” 

You turned to look at him, lips still puffy from his assault on them. 

Law took a moment to appreciate the way your nipples poked through the thin silk of your nightgown, and how gently your chest rose and fell as you started to fall asleep. 

He sat next to where you lay on the bed, running a hand through your hair and rubbing circles on your back.

You turned up to look at him, beckoning for him to kiss you.

He bent down, your lips practically touching. 

As a sly smile spread over your face you told him, 

“Technically speaking, I win.”

[sailingfireshipz]

13x06 download.

1. Carver waking up in somebody else bed, hungover, once again & almost late for shift AGAIN.... this man is slipping. For the life of me, I don't understand why they made Jake a series regular just to go in and deconstruct his character growth. I don't see the plot.

2. The way Stella kicked that man bed in 😂😂😂

3. Stella looking at Kelly when he says he'll take overhaul. She knows her hubby. She could see his wheels spinning.

4. I'm so happy Ritter actually witnessed the bird attacking Mouch. Mouch needed that validation 😭

5. Pascal questioning Stella about truck again is just so.... Not because I don't think he should be asking those questions but more so the tone & manner in which he does it is just so triggering for me. The difference in how he talks to Kidd vs. how he engages in a conversation with Kelly later in the episode is night & day.

5a. I feel bad for Stella. It's clear something is going on with Carver, but it seems like if she tells Pascal, he'll just flip it on her again like he did with Damon. Rock meet hard place. Stella's storyline this entire first half has been navigating mens bullshit instead of dealing with her backstory 😒 😑

6. Carvers "there will be no more screw ups" gave me whiplash because that sounds like something S11 Carver said MANY times

7. Tony has been crushing it! Keep giving the man more screen time.

8. Pascal conversation with Kelly... do we see how the tone & overall demeanor is different, relaxed, and not accusatory in nature 🙂 this continues to be problematic for me

9. I can't tell if Flynn is a good or bad guy... he sort of weirds me out

10. STELLARIDE has PARENTS written all over them in that Med scene. Like they finally got a babysitter to enjoy a night out & Kelly's dragging Stella to Med for a case 😆

11. Does anyone know what it was that Tori brought Carver & why would Kidd care? It looked like a knife?

11a. Tori's manipulation is insane. She has this man withdrawing & icing people out that have had his back in so many situations. Hope he doesn't burn all those bridges

12. Stella & Violet 👩‍🍳 💋 i want to hear more about that great dinner. Ugh!

13. "Severide, I'm starting to get the feeling you have a problem with authority." lmao, oh, you don't know much about our Severide, do you, chief?

14. Kelly immediately going to Stella. My ❤️

15. What i love about the Go home Carver scene is that Stella is not wavering when it comes to doing right by her rig & ultimately 51. She could have easily folded with the scrutiny coming from the chief, but NOPE! She's not dealing with the foolishness just to not be on his hit list! My Fearless Queen

16. Follow me here... What does Flynn do for a living? He said he got assigned a new case... the state trooper in the ghost gun case said the DA needed the evidence... hmmm idk

17. Kelllllly "My firehouse" Severide aaaahhhh I'm screaming. The way he had Pascal gagged

17a. Selfishly wishing Kelly would have defended Stella the way he just laid Pascal out about the case when Pascal called her a pain in the ass.....

18. Pascal telling Kelly that Bishop is prone to violence & doesn't make empty threats & the first words out of Kellys mouth was I'm in... Kelly, have we LEARNED nothing from S10-12 😭🥹🥹🥹

18a. Like damn at least talk to Stella (YOUR WIFE) first before readily offering yourself up as a target. What happened to we're a team!?

Loved this episode & excited for next week! Any thoughts, theories, or ramblings out there? Let me know i love it when we all discuss our different perspectives!

[dustedmagazine]

Words With No Ends: Ray Garraty’s Year End

Icewear Vezzo

It’s getting harder, year after year, to sift through the hip hop mud to find something even remotely resembling a gem. The problem is not that rappers nowadays have nothing to say. Ninety percent of all artists in any genre have nothing to say. It’s that to even say nothing and sell it for something requires artistry. And artistry is the last thing hip hop artists care about. With easy availability of any platforms and dirt cheap studios and whatnot, anybody who says something on the mic thinks of himself\herself as an artist. After losing enough time sifting through dozens of the new so called geniuses who can’t even rhyme I found myself returning more and more to the artists I discovered in the past and who continue to put out solid music and are always reliable. None of them (Vezzo, Z-Ro, Boldy, Rio, the late Ka, Cash Kidd and half a dozen of others) had a breakthrough album in 2024, yet they carry artistry on their sleeves proudly.

The other thing you notice is the decline of the comical. First the political went AWOL in hip hop (the latest Ice Cube is a sad example of it), now the last scraps of the humorous and the comical have been erased. Yes, our times don’t command for the humorous but when they did? It’s laughable how rap became so serious (or faux-funny in a dumb way). I am still trying to stick with the artists who haven’t lost their sense of humor but it’s harder with every year.

And yet, this shitty year (for hip hop and for all of us) ends on a beautiful note. After almost four years, Rio Da Yung Og walked out of prison, free. It gives me hope. Welcome back.

Top songs

Icewear Vezzo – "Momma Mil"

Z-Ro — "We OK"

Philthy Rich — "Written in Stone"

Boldy James — "Super Mario"

Rio Da Yung Og — "Rio Free"

Ka — "Such Devotion"

[circusgoth-dotcom]

Wash, Cut, & Dry

Ship: Gabriel Morgrave x Phil Allen

Word Count: 951

Summary: The first time Gabriel and Phil meet, takes place a year after the events of the film. Gabriel is a model and backup dancer for a minor celebrity; while filming a music video, a storm blows in and filming is paused for the time being. Gabriel's boss sends him to the on-set stylist because he wants something different done with his hair, but the stylist quits halfway through and abandons the project. Another person on set instructs Gabriel to go into the nearby town and find Phil Allen's barbershop to get himself fixed up. Wanted to leave the ending kind of ambiguous and also hey he said the thing he said the title of the movie zhzhzh

Tag List: @canongf @futurewife @rexscanonwife

It was a terribly windy and dark day in Keighley, the kind of storm that drove customers away from the streets and kept them cooped up in their homes. Still, several businesses remained open in the pouring rain up and down main street, including Phil Allen’s barbershop. He sighed as he sat beside the front window, a mug of steaming coffee in hand and contemplating if he should close up shop and spend the rest of the afternoon reading in his apartment. He took a sip as a flash of lightning lit up the street. He whistled lowly, half-impressed by the sight, then startled to his feet as the door opened.

The air filled with the combined sounds of rolling thunder, rushing wind, and the tingling of the greeting bell, followed by the wet and disgruntled sounds of the entering customer.

"Good lord…" Phil exclaimed absently as he set aside his coffee and the customer yanked the door shut behind them. They wore a dark brown frock with only two buttons buttoned and generally looked a mess, with their choppy black hair plastered to their face.

Spitting and pulling strands away from their mouth, they spoke. "Are you Phil Allen?"

“Aye, I am. How can I help you?”

Relief seemed to emanate from the customer as Phil took their soaked coat, revealing a form-fitting leather coarser top and ripped skinny jeans. They offered a hand.

"Gabriel Morgrave, I'm a model and backup dancer for Clancy Westermann… we were shooting a music video when the storm blew in and Clancy wanted something different done with my hair, but the hairdresser totally freaked mid-cut and ditched us. One of the higher-ups told me to find you…" Gabriel peered through his dripping hair at the award plaques above the salon mirrors.

"Well, whoever this higher-up is, they've sent you to the right place. Please, take a seat. I'm going to grab some towels and I'll have my son put your coat through the dryer."

"Oh, you don’t have to…" Gabriel held out his hand for his coat, but Phil kept it out of reach.

"I insist. I don't want this Clancy fellow, whoever he is, getting in a kerfuffle because you caught a cold. I'm doing you a favour, now sit."

“Yes, sir.” Gabriel shrugged to himself and sat in one of the styling chairs. Meanwhile, Phil walked to the back of the shop and made his way half-way up the stairs to his apartment.

“Brian!”

There was a long enough pause that Phil continued, thinking to himself, don’t make me call for you again, until he heard the door open.

“Yeah, da?” Brian appeared at the top of the stairs. Phil handed him the frock.

“Run this through the dryer, won’t you? We have a customer, he’s just come in from the storm.”

Brian took the coat, though a confused expression formed on his face. “You wouldn’t normally do this for any other customer…?”

“Well, it sounds like he might work for a minor celebrity, so I want to stay on his good side, right? Hop to it.”

Brian nodded and disappeared back into their apartment as Phil returned to the shop, picking up fluffy, fresh towels on his way. “I apologize for their lack of warmth, but they should do the trick for drying you off.”

He handed one to Gabriel to dry off anything that wasn’t covered by the coat, then set to tousling his hair with the other. “My word, you weren’t kidding when you said the stylist marooned you mid-cut, this is ghastly… who would do such a thing?” It almost physically pained him to look at the rough cut and split ends as he worked.

“I think he felt overworked. Clancy is a very particular man, but his mind can change on a whim. Not everybody can keep up.” Gabriel cleared his throat as he dried his face. “I suppose I’m lucky.”

“So, what kind of cut was he looking for, anyway?”

A tired, bored look came over Gabriel’s features as he set aside the towel. “Oh, I don’t know,” he ho-hummed. “Would it frustrate you if I asked you to surprise me? Clancy won’t be mad, so long as you fix the disaster the last guy left behind.”

Phil peered at their reflections in the mirror, his brow furrowing slightly as he barred a sigh. He didn’t much like when clients told him to surprise them, as it was their own fault if they didn’t end up liking what he did. Before he could answer, Gabriel spoke again.

“Think of me like one of your models. You’ve won quite a few championships, I see.”

“I’ve only ever worked with one model…” He absently examined Gabriel’s hair, running his fingers through it and cringing at the uneven lengths. “She retired last year and I don’t know if I’ll ever enter another tournament without her.”

Gabriel’s eyebrows raised, intrigued. “We’ll see about that. Just try fixing me up, alright?”

“What…? Oh…” Phil waved his hand dismissively and went to open his drawer of tools. “Fine! But don’t come crying to me if Clancy fires you because I bunked up.”

By the time the words fell from his mouth and an embarrassed rose captured Gabriel’s cheeks, Phil knew he had gone too far. He cleared his throat. “Sorry, luv. Let’s get this over with, shall we? Deep breath… trust me, you’re in good hands.”

Gabriel inhaled through his nose, speaking a little stiffly. “Just prove it to me, alright?”

Determined to do right by this stranger, Phil plunged on, taking out several sizes of scissors and two electric razors, setting them on the counter. “Let’s start with a blow dry.”

[rahonn]

Reunion

Eustass Kidd x trans!Original Character

Modern AU

Word count: 2616

Warnings: mentions of alcohol

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With loud groan he plopped back down on the chair, feeling slightly better since he managed to get himself huge glass of rum. He honestly didn’t want to come, it was idiotic idea to do middle school reunions to him. Killer was excited to go, though. He wanted to brag about business he and Kidd got going on to the people that believed back then they both would end up as junkies or in a gang. And the plan was to put on clothes they only wore to concerts to add to shock. Kidd complied, secretly wanting to wipe the smirks off some faces when they reveal their client list was longer than 30-page notebook and among them were most known names like Newgate or Mihawk.

But there was one more thing helping him get ready a bit quicker. He wanted to see her. The one girl that was able to keep up with him, strong as hell, always up to something. They weren’t great friends. To be honest. They just sort of understood each other without words. Eyes meeting any time the other had some mischievous plan on their mind, they sort of orbited around each other. Thanks to her being best friends with most popular guy in their school, they were able to meet outside of school and always had to fuck something up. How many times did they run from police, parkouring their way through people’s yards drunk off their asses? How many times they cried laughing after messing up someone’s car or wandered through the forest near her house just to see if she was telling the truth about not being able to get lost?

Kidd smirked. Killer played drums then, he played guitar, just like her best friend. And she could sing, goddamn. She had some set of lungs, that’s for sure. Her loud, booming voice somehow could become soft and hit notes so high one could wonder if she didn’t play a recording of someone else.

He was an asshole kid, he knew that. He was disruptive, often pushed teachers to their limits. Bully, he was one for sure, a leader of his own pack of children-assholes that included his now coworkers Heat, Killer, Wire and few more. And even if he said he never had any regrets, sometimes he asked himself what would happen if he didn’t overhear her telling Wire she liked him at their graduation. Would he ask her to keep in touch? Would he let it go like he did back then? He was only 16 at the time, didn’t know shit about what feelings were and what to do with them. He had many girlfriends since then, it’s not like this was his one and only love.

But somehow, he was still thinking about her now and then, wondering what she was doing with her life? Did she find herself someone worth her time? Did she get together with her then-best friend? Maybe she already had kids and a house? Kidd laughed quietly, no, that’s not possible. She was very vocal about never wanting kids. And it wasn’t really something he just had to know.

Yet, he came to the reunion in hopes he could maybe talk to her, maybe ask if they could keep in contact, you know, just in case her car broke down since he was a mechanic. He sighed deeply, almost inhaling half of his drink.

She wasn’t there.

He overheard class president saying there was just one person didn’t show up and it was her. Kidd still stayed in hopes that maybe, just maybe, she’d come by for few minutes. There were a lot of people there, maybe she was lost between them? Invite told, after all, anyone with spouses and kids could bring them. But no, it’d be impossible to not know she was there, he’d hear her loud laughter. Instead he only heard some dude roar with laughter uncontrollably after their class president said with completely serious face.

Maybe it was better she didn’t come. What if she came with her boyfriend, or worse, girlfriend? Boyfriend could mean he had a chance, but girlfriend would be low blow to his fever dreams.

Why couldn’t he let go of image of her rocking the stage on talent day?

“Hey, man. What are you doing here all alone?”

Kidd looked up to see big guy standing above him. Quickly, he scanned the stranger from head to toe to see, of course, if he was making fun of him or not. But the shaven sides of his head, flannel shirt with black graphic tshirt underneath and bovver boots made him reconsider.

“It’s too loud” he replied, motioning to president’s house behind them. Sure, goody-two-shoes had her life together with three kids and nice house in the suburbs, but it was just too much for him. He was in miserable relationship, at the brink of breaking up, so he’s had enough of watching happy couples for the night. Everyone was married, in long-term relationship or with kids.

“You want to go somewhere with actually good drinks?” new-found companion suggested and Kidd looked up to the stars.

I think it’s time for a change.

“Where did you get this glass?” he asked with neutral tone, watching whimsical glass touch stranger’s lips.

“Oh, I brought it with me. I don’t really like to drink from regular glasses.”

Kidd nodded, sipping his own drink. “Sounds acoustic to me” he cackled, looking into darkness in front of him, already a little bit drunk, hoping maybe she would come out of there

“Yeah” the guy laughed along. Kidd sighed when he sat down in a chair next to him. “I’m Vis.”

“Kidd. Who you came with?” he asked, wondering who from his boring-ass ex-classmates bagged this guy. Oh, fuck what if it was her?

But the guy looked at him weird and flexed his jaw. “Uh, no one, I was in this class.”

It was Kidd’s turn to give the man side-eye. “I don’t remember there being anyone like you and with that name too.”

“Yeah, I’ve changed a little bit. It’s been 15 years after all” Vis laughed. Something in him was awfully familiar to Kidd, but he couldn’t pinpoint what exactly. He rarely wanted to talk with strangers, and this guy was exactly that, because Kidd really didn’t remember him at all. But for some reason it was okay, pleasant even, that he sat there and talked about his life after middle school. “So, I’ve heard you opened car dealership with Killer?”

“Wire and Heat sell cars, I’m the mechanic, Killer’s the guy from electric shit” he corrected common misconception.

“Oh, cool, cool. I work in mortuary now. You know, autopsies and stuff.”

Kidd smirked. “You work with Ava maybe? She always talked about this too.” The guy fell silent for a second, but Kidd didn’t think any of it. Maybe it was sore point for the man, Ava was pretty annoying and kind of like a bully like him too.

Finally, Vis spoke up. “No, I-“

“Vis, my man, there you are!” Heat, drunk off his mind, staggered outside with his shoulder around Wire’s neck, which was hilarious since Wire had to bow down for it to be possible. “Oh, you found Boss. Cool, cool” Heat slurred his words, taking another sip from his bottle. He let go of Wire and the man just flopped on the ground, too drunk to even stand straight. “Hey, you said something about photos earlier, that you have some from graduation day?”

“Oh, yeah, hold on. I’ll send them to you now or I’ll forget” Vis laughed, pulling out his phone and looking down. Kidd frowned. Why was Heat acting so familiar with this guy? Eustass didn’t remember anyone from middle school with this name who hanged out with them. If Vis was one of the grey people back then, Kidd and the rest of his friends probably made fun of him a lot, so why would he act so happy to see them now? It wasn’t possible that they weren’t at least some form of friends for him to not hate them.

“Hey, show me the pic we took all together” Kidd said, leaning a bit towards Vis who pulled up the photo he asked for. Biting his lip a little, he scanned face after face before his eyes fixated on the back row. He remembered the day clearly, they made him, Killer, Wire, Heat, Ava and few other kids stand on the chairs in the back to be able to fit in the picture and they decided to pose like wrestlers. He smiled, remembering the moment they all thought it was the most brilliant idea in the world.

Truly, hilarious.

But he still didn’t see anyone even resembling Vis.

“Remember how you shouted for us to pose?” Heat cackled, plopping down on the grass in front of them, leaving Wire laying where he fell. The guy was too far gone anyway. “We had just a little bit of time to think about it before they took the photo and she- sorry, he didn’t know any wrestlers so he just crossed arms on his chest” Heat took another swig of beer. Kidd furrowed his brows at the statement, with the corner of his eye seeing Vis freeze like a deer in headlights.

“But it was Ava who did that” Kidd looked between Heat and Vis, confused. Heat nodded.

“Yeah, and this was Ava back then” he pointed at Vis with his bottle. Kidd’s face became blank in split second, his mind like a black hole obliterated any thought appearing in his head before he could even think about it.

Vis panicked a bit, seeing the big bulky guy freeze like that. What if he wasn’t as tolerant as Heat said earlier?

“You” Kidd turned to him, so expressionless it was scary. “You were her?”

Vis nodded, scratching his chin covered in few weeks old beard. “Yeah, I was.”

The silence between them stretched uncomfortably. Even Heat sobered up a little, ready to tackle Kidd if he tried anything, because the lack of any reaction was concerning to say the least. “You there?” Heat waved his hand in front of Kidd’s face, kind of snapping him out of whatever shock he was in.

But he still didn’t know how to act. Back then they joked Ava was one of the bros, the dudess, a tomboy, whatever the rest of the nicknames were. She was different than girls in their school. Now it made sense finally. Because she wasn’t a girl, that’s why it never felt like any of the manners were forced. That meant all those years he was thinking about a boy, compared his girlfriend to him. It never even crossed his mind he could be attracted to guys, honestly.

Until now.

Because he looked at Vis, talking with Heat about whatever, with beard on his face, deep voice, lack of tits, and Kidd still felt like he was physically pulled towards him.

And it was a bit scary.

Wasn’t he too old to be questioning his sexual preferences anyway? If he was bi or something, wouldn’t he feel something to any other guy too? How many times he saw a dude shirtless and didn’t really give a fuck aside from judging if he had good muscles and-

Oh.

Oh.

Fuck.

Kidd almost jumped up, startling both Heat and Vis, and speed walked back into the house. Looking around frantically, he tested if imagining himself with any guy felt wrong. And honestly, it didn’t. The second he clocked familiar blond hair disappearing in the corridor, he knew what he had to do. He pushed his way to where Killer went and grabbed his arm, stopping him from closing the door. Bathroom door.

“What? Dude, I need to pee” Killer’s annoyed voice didn’t have the same effect it always did.

“I think I like guys too” Kidd blurted out. Killer’s irritation evaporated as he looked at his best friend, watching for any sign it was a joke.

He didn’t see anything like this and suddenly, something clicked in his brain. “You saw Vis?”

“You knew too!?” Kidd let go of his arm. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier he was here!?”

Few heads turned towards them with curiosity lighting up their eyes. Killer muttered that they’d talk in a minute after he used the bathroom and closed the door right in Kidd’s face. Eustass waited with his arms crossed over his chest, thinking everything through once again. Was he really attracted to guys? Or was it just Vis? Was him looking at guys at the beach or on the street truly a sign or was he just comparing them to himself? He looked around once again. Yeah, no, men present here weren’t good looking in slightest. If he had to choose, his group was the most handsome- FUCK.

Killer finally came out and told Kidd to follow him outside. Thankfully, they came out on the other side of the house, so no one was there. “So” Killer started, taking off his face-mask. “Vis came in, Mary asked who he was, because, you know, no one like him were in our class, right? And this is her house, so obviously she wanted to know who she was letting in. Anyway, I overheard him explaining that he transitioned and he was sorry for not letting her know beforehand, because she was really confused. You know Mary, she is strict Christian and didn’t take it very well, so I intervened, took Vis aside and talked to him for a bit. Wire and Heat came over too just as you went outside. That’s why no one told you, you disappeared. And this isn’t something anyone other than Vis should tell you.”

Kidd nodded, agreeing with Killer. “But I’m still confused and don’t know if this is just him or-“

“Kidd, we knew” Killer sighed, crossing arms on his chest. “We just waited for you to notice to be honest. You weren’t exactly subtle with checking guys out” he shook his head slightly.

“You should’ve told me earlier! That’s why my relationships never worked out!” Kidd threw his hands in the air, connecting the dots.

“No, they didn’t work out because you’re an asshole, not because you like men.”

Eustass shot Killer murderous glare, but he knew it was the truth. His whole life he was comparing his girlfriends to literal teenager he remembered from middle school that turned out to be a boy all along.

“So, what now? What will you do with this oh, so sacred, knowledge you acquired?” Killer sighed dramatically, fixing his bangs a little. “What about Veronica?”

“Oh, right” Kidd suddenly remembered about his current girlfriend and pulled his phone out. Quickly, he typed ‘It’s over, bye’ and sent it to her. “Done.”

Killer shook his head. “You’re truly an asshole. Just remember dating men is different than dating women. And you’ve seen how Vis looks now, he could easily turn your face into a bloody paste.” Kidd grinned at his best friend, turning his phone off so the notifications from his ex wouldn’t annoy him.

“And that’s hot” he replied, turning around to go where Heat and Vis were sitting.

Kidd thought everything through and him being, well, himself, he decided to approach the matter straight on. As soon as he saw Wire sitting in his chair and Vis laughing loud, he gritted his teeth. This time he wouldn’t let this huge baby get in the way. He wasn’t a teenager anymore, he knew what he wanted.

And in the end he always got what he wanted.

[elsdaydreams]

What are the assassin's and templar's love languages? (part two)

Malik Al-Sayf, Yusuf Tazim, James Kidd/Mary Read, Haytham Kenway, Shay Patrick Cormac, Elise de la Serre, Shaun Hastings, Desmond Miles

Warnings - None.

Word Count - 1589 words.

Description - A long, drawn-out headcanon of how the assassins both give and receive love. Focused on the five love languages: acts of service, physical touch, words of affirmation, quality time, and receiving gifts - and how they pertain to each of the characters.

Authors Notes - Here is part two of the love languages headcanon! I hope this was worth the wait, I know that the first one was missing some very beloved assassins (and templars). It was very hard to separate them, but I think it was worth it, just for ease of reading. I hope you liked this one, and it was worth the week-long wait. Check out the pinned post if you haven't already, your opinion matters to me! What bonus work would you like to see next? Much love, Ella.

Part One | Part Two

Tell Malik you love him often and frequently. It brings him such relief because there's no questioning your love for him. At first, he doesn't quite say it back, not out loud. For some time, it's just an understanding that he loves you. You're not sure if he's afraid of losing you and that an admission of love means you could disappear at any moment. Simply spending quality time and repeatedly affirming your love to him are the only remedies to that. If he's reading or organizing his books, he enjoys having your company. When he finds something interesting, he'll tell you all about it. You're usually the first one he wants to tell. More often than not though, the two of you will sit across from each other, offering up little quips now and again. It might happen around this time, him telling you he loves you for the first time when you notice him staring at you when you're reading. Something about the timing of it is so unexpected, it throws you off completely. Wide-eyed staring until you blink back and realize he loves you and you love him too.

Yusuf Tazim is a professional at making sure you know you're loved by physical touch. When walking around, his hand is constantly on you, whether that means on the small of your back, or his hand wrapped in your own. Making dinner? Not without Yusuf perched directly behind you, holding on tightly. When you initiate the contact, even if it's something small, he'll make sure to extend it as long as possible. If you're not into physical touch as much, he makes a conscious effort to do it less. It's difficult because that's just how he shows his love. Your comfort matters to him though, so he'll be more subtle about it. Another way Yusuf shows love is through acts of service. Sometimes it's frightening, how easy he can read you. He knows what you'll need better than you do at least half the time and has no qualms about getting it done for you. You mention something late at night in passing, a reminder mostly for yourself, and he'll sleepily mention he's already done that for you. It's a sweet notion and takes some stress off your shoulders. It's always mutual though, because every night before bed, you make sure to set up the coffee for him.

Sharing words of affirmation with Mary Read is very important. The relationship might start with you only knowing James, and eventually as her trust in you grows, she shares parts of herself with you. To know that despite her being not entirely truthful with you from the start, that you still care deeply for her, puts her at ease. It's never quite as romantic as you think it is with her either. Whenever she says I love you, there's almost always a well-maintained smirk - especially when she's acting as James. Besides that, she also prefers to spend quality time with you. Late at night, staring up at the stars and pointing them out to you. Charting courses late at night to prepare for sailing. Sharing your interests with her is important too, and she'll plan a whole date of just things you enjoy doing. It's more often when you spend quality time together that she'll be serious with her words of affirmation, whether that be genuine praise or professions of love.

Haytham Kenway loves to give gifts. He's very thoughtful, and he's got a surprisingly good eye for things that you like. He's a very stationary man, not liking to travel much after his migration across the Atlantic. You could just be walking around shops and see something interesting and he'll catalog it as something for you. He doesn't expect much back from you - often tells you he doesn't have room for wants or frivolous things. If you are persistent, he'll give you a stern look that tells you to drop it. On rare occasions when you do find something he'll love, you can always tell you've genuinely shocked him. It makes him very soft, to see that you think of him as he thinks of you. He's also a man that needs to be reminded that you care for him. He's stoic and stubborn, and won't ask for professions. It has to be completely your idea, without him begging for it (because he won't). Haytham might not even react much at all, besides a quiet hum of approval, and a gentle return of words. It's also no surprise that he's a very private man. A requirement for his words of affirmation, and yours in return, are to keep your matters outside public view.

For Shay, he gives and receives love through physical touch. Gentle, warm touches to his cheek or forehead will send him absolutely spiraling. Likewise, his favorite place to touch you are about the same, choosing to knot his fingers into your hair or rest them against your cheek tenderly. Shay enjoys dancing together, slow and to no particular beat. Even if you're just sitting around the house together, legs lazily entwined and your hands tracing the edges and scars of his face - that to him is a day well spent. As long as you're pressed into him, moving slowly, he's content. It's also how he prefers to spend his time - with you. For someone who has moved and traveled around a lot in his lifetime, when he's with you he prefers to spend it with you. He's definitely someone I can see eager to settle by the time he's met you, and spending as much time together as possible confirmed that need for him. Of course, if you'd like to travel a bit, he wouldn't mind showing you all his favorite spots. Where his family is from, or even Paris. The time with you would be different for him, and he'd eagerly show you around.

Elise de la Serre seems incredibly aware at all times. She knows that you love her and that she loves you. It's something very logical in that it just makes sense. To know something, and to hear it said out loud are two very different things, as she'll learn. Elise would be the first to say she'd loved you, and it would've been very matter of fact if it weren't for the way her eyebrows twitched up and she pouted, just a little bit. When you had returned the sentiment, she melted a little more for you. It's not that she demands words of affirmation or says them herself very often either. It's not a doubt in her mind that you love her, and vice-versa. It's just something that when spoken aloud, has her body reacting startlingly. Elise is very put together - except with you. She has a similar reaction to when you scavenge something she'd like. Her cheeks heat up, and she can't make eye contact until she gets her blush under control. The times you give her a gift she truly loves, her assured demeanor becomes sheepish in the face of your affections. It's not something that happens often, in fact, she prefers when she makes you feel that way.

If you take the time to listen to Shaun Hastings and his historical ramblings, you'll make him the happiest man alive. Even if you don't particularly care for the details of Tudor England, taking the time to listen to him ramble on and on about it makes him feel cared for. More often than not, he's told to quiet down about his areas of expertise. To have someone listen and maybe even ask a question or two about it, it's more than he could ever ask for. That's why quality time is so important to him because he'll often do the same for you. As most humans do, he also needs to hear that you love him, or that you're proud of him. It's not something he hears often, romantically, platonically, or professionally. When you take the time to offer a kind remark, it gives him confidence in your relationship. Although, whenever he says he loves you, it's often offhandedly, probably when he's focused on something and you're nearby. I love you's are something he offers up freely, and often. Words of affirmation are important to Shaun, and when you tell him, he'll give you a quiet smile before affirming them back to you.

Preferably, Desmond Miles will spend quality time with you over everything. Adding on to that, he also adores physical touch. It's a constant reminder that you're here with him, and you're not going to leave. To walk around NYC with Des and have your hands glued together, looking at all the touristy things. Spending time at a bar when he has a night off, your arms wrapped around each other. Kiss him on the cheek at the planetarium as the stars blink around you. It doesn't really matter what you're doing, so long as you're doing it together. Even if you're spending time at his apartment, having a lazy day on the couch, if your hands are playing with his cropped hair - or even rubbing his back softly, he's perfectly happy. It's very reassuring to him, and he feels more at ease than anything. A vast difference, considering the life he had before he left home. When the two of you spend time together, he can imagine a real-life, one without all the complications his old one brings.

[dustedandsocial]

Top Several Hundred Records of 2020

My Top 11: 1. Slum Of Legs - Slum Of Legs (Harbinger Sound / Spurge) 2. Oily Boys - Cro Memory Grin (Cool Death) 3. Model Home - SE (Future Times) 4. Valentina Magaletti & Marlene Ribeiro - due matte (Commando Vanessa / Horn of Plenty <O) 5. Kris & Tavi - Kris & Tavi (Misophonia) 6. Still House Plants - Fast Edit (Bison) 7. None - Khneï Khneï Thnacapata Thnacapata (Unknown Precept) 8. Rychlicki / Kostkiewicz - Zapis (Absolute Fiction / Maternal Voice) 9. Rosso Polare - Lettere Animali (Klammklang) 10. Patois Counselors - The Optimal Seat (ever/never) 11. Impatiens - Scene At The River (Altered States) Favorite 20 That Weren't My Top 11: 12. Irma Vep - Embarrassed Landscape (Gringo) 13. FRKSE - Desecration Anxiety II (Iron Lung) 14. Merula - Sleep (Men Scryfa) 15. Al Karpenter - If We Can't Dream, They Can't Sleep!! (ever/never) 16. BbyMutha - Muthaland (the muthaboard) 17. Pose Dia - Front View (Bureau B) 18. SIR E.U - Midnight Train To Velvet (Self-Released) 19. Nightshift - Nightshift (Cusp) 20. Massicot - Kratt (Harbinger Sound / Spurge / Bongo Joe / Red Wig) 21. Alessandra Novaga - I Should Have Been a Gardener (Die Schachtel) 22. Zeroh - BLQLYTE (Leaving) 23. Swallow - Body Horror (ANA) 24. Pink Siifu & Fly Anakin - FlySiifu's (Lex) 25. Balans - Sam pravm (Kapa) 26. Bruch - The Fool (Trost / Cut Surface) 27. P22 - Human Snake (Post Present Medium) 28. ovrkast. - Try Again (do more.) 29. Chapelier Fou - Méridiens (Ici d'ailleurs) 30. Schisms - Speech Copy Rap Master (Fort Evil Fruit) 31. Új Bála - How the Cookie Crumbles (Czaszka Records)

Mozo Mozo - Mozo Mozo (Epileptic Media) Orion Moustache - EP02 (Noorden) Mentira! - Mentira! (Harbinger Sound) Leyden Jars - Gone (Outer Reaches) Last Call At Nightowls - Ask the Dust (Subsound) Gaffer - Gaffer (Helta Skelta) Inturist (Интурист) - Action! (Incompetence) Директор Всего (The CEO of Everything) - Самый занятой гражданин (Doing Great Music) Christos Chondropoulos - On Nature (12th Isle) Uptown XO - Culture Over Corporate  (1 Force United) Lichen Gumbo - Altered Village (Ikuisuus ���/ Jumatsuga ‎/ Lal Lal Lal) The Worms - Back To The Bog (Hidden Bay) Kneeling In Piss - Music for Peasants EP (Anyway) Taste - Rope In The Closet ( If Society / Half Bear Half Cat / Roge Records) Flogging A Dead One Horse Town - Old Scum EP (MUZAI) BIG $ILKY (Psalm One & Angel Davanport) - BIG $ILKY Vol. 2 (Self-Released) Dame Area - La Soluzione É Una (Màgia Roja / B.F.E Records) Enir Da - Silence (Too Soon Tapes) Obnox - Savage Raygun (ever/never) Mike Cooper - Playing With Water (Room40) Nape Neck - Nape Neck (Self-Released) S.U.V. - Neoliberal Folk Songs II (Otomatik Muziek) Patrick Shiroishi - Descension (Thin Wrist Recordings) Pink Siifu - NEGRO (Self-Released) En Attendant Ana - Juillet (Trouble In Mind) Sergei Demin - Not Music Of The Day (Klammklang) Brandy - The Gift Of Repetition (Total Punk) Nyx Nótt - Aux Pieds De La Nuit (Melodic) Bearer - Precincts (ANA) Norms - Háború és fű (Mindig Otthon Punk Discs) Vertical Slump - Oubliette (Blank Editions) Lau Nau - Själö (With Sound Environments by Janne Laine) (Fonal) Model Home - One Year (Disciples) WOW - Falene (Maple Death) Santa Sprees - Sum Total of Insolent Blank (Leapantique) Edd Sanders - Sun Bleached & Hollow (Cadmus) Charlemagne Palestine - Ffroggssichorddd (Staalplaat) Loopsel - Loopsel EP (Mammas Mysteriska Julebox) Kuupuu - Plz Tell Me (KRAAK) (I forget whether I put the oriinal version of this on my year-end list last year. Here it is again though) QQ - Vanguard Youth (Skrot Up) DJ Speedsick - (All Releases) Armand Hammer - Shrines (Backwoodz Studioz) Lewsberg - In This House (12XU) Ubiquitous Meh! - Fecund With Love (Buried Treasure / Damnsonic) Schulverweis - Suppe (Neoprimitive) La Chasse - Meretrix ∕ Doloris (Donnez-moi du feu) No - Vol. 1 (Faustian Haus) David Nance - Staunch Honey (Trouble In Mind) Hun Bed - Brood I (Het Generiek) Młody Kotek & Niemy Dotyk - New Age Speedball (Enjoy Life) Aurat - Zeher (Etang Brulant) Addict Ameba - Panamor (Black Sweat) Sunset Flips - Between Two Sheds (Altered States) Small Bills (E L U C I D & The Lasso) - Don't Play It Straight (Mello Music Group) Nail Club - Collected Methods (Hot Releases) Maximum Ernst - Time Delay Safe (ever/never) Tim Hicks X The Dirty Church - Bullets (Humble Monarch) Lord Jah-Monte Ogbon - GOD Body & Soul Side B (Self-Released) Red Bennies - Futurist, Nihilist Post-Rock, Cyberpunk, Anti-Humanist Music (Chthonic) Tsap - Flickering Lyghte In Campsite (Altered States) Latex Cop - Privacy Policy (Cadmus Tape) Ka - Descendants of Cain (Iron Works) Violent Quand On Aime - The Movie Star (Simple Music Experience) Flaner Klespoza - Przygody i tajemnice (Nagrania Somnambuliczne) Budokan Boys - So Broken Up About You Dying (ever/never) Datblygu - Cwm Gwagle (Ankstmusik) Pays P. - Pays P. (Gravity Music) Somaticae - Amesys (In Paradisum) Kipp Stone - Homme (Self-Released) Sada Baby - Bartier Bounty 2 Tribalism3 - April on Mars (Collectif Coax) Men With Secrets - Psycho Romance and Other Spooky Ballads (The Bunker) Brainbeau - Infinite Ways (Good Samaritron) Landowner - Consultant (Born Yesterday) Jay & Yuta - Condemned Compilations (Research) Machine Woman - Dj Dolfin Snare 808 Machine (Take Away Jazz) Slowburn - Folketro (momeatdadrecords) Twinkle³ - Minor Planets (Marionette) Unglee Izi - notice & initiation au monde alterné T.1 (Lost Dogs Entertainment) Sick Urge - Structures of Domination (Puukotus-Levyt) German Army - Pulling at Principles (Flophouse) NAPPYNAPPA - IFEELJUSTLYKTHEIRART (Bad Taste) Social Stomach + Body Shame - Split (Bento) Pacific Yew - Squeeze Demo (Hot Record Societe) Isabella - Magnetica (Ehse) Trrma´ & Charlemagne Palestine - Sssseegmmeentss Frrooom Baaari (Jazz Engine) Astute Palate - Astute Palate (Petty Bunco / Eternal Soundcheck) Axel Larsen - Les Éléments Du Crime (Macadam Mambo) Post Spiderhole Ensemble - False Alarms and Excess Baggage (Kitchen Leg) Cash Kidd - No Socks Senyawa & Stephen O'Malley - Bima Sakti (iDEAL Recordings) Henny L.O. - Sages (Mutant Academy) True Sons Of Thunder - It Was Then That (Total Punk) Tim Gick - Não Há Laranja ∕ Scrying Glass Eye (Working Man Lay Down) Junk Magic - Compass Confusion (Pyroclastic Records) Person of Interest - All Tomorrows Parties (Exotic Dance) Pumice - Table (Soft Abuse) Max Nordile - Building A Better Void (Gilgongo) Mrs. Dink + Magnum Opus - Mrs. Dink / / Magnum Opus  (Soil) Swamp Harbour (Stinkin Slumrok, Bisk, & Sam Zircon) - Swamp Harbour (Blah) Camden Malik - Understand Me (10k) Heckadecimal - Critters (Kajunga) Geld - Beyond The Floor (Iron Lung) Drakeo the Ruler & JoogSzn - Thank You For Using GTL Senketsu No Night Club - 沈丁花 (Signora Ward) Jef Mertens - NO AMP (291) Tomaga ‎– Extended Play 2 (Self-Released) [R.I.P. Tom Relleen] Boldy James & The Alchemist - The Price Of Tea In China Shoreline Mafia - Mafia Bidness pisse - LP (Phantom / Harbinger Sound) Reymour ‎– Sarabande A Deux (CAF?) Goldblum - Goldblum (Het Generiek) Phil Struck - Schleswig-Holstein Aufnahmen (Séance Centre) Maths Balance Volumes - A Year Closer (Penultimate Press) Body Double - Milk Fed (Zum Audio) Low Flung - Oil in the Mangroves (Bedroom Suck) Chris Crack - White People Love Algorithms (New Deal Collectives) Krypton 81 - Tranquility Base EP (Dalmata Daniel) Akai Solo - Ride Alone, Fly Together (Break All Records) Gad Whip - Fanimal Arms (Gad Whip Recordings) Tygapaw - Get Free (NAAFI) Pamela_ and her sons - Pink Room (Self-Released) Etceteral - Ama-Gi (Kapa Records) Ghostie - Self Hate Wraith (Self-Released) Young Nudy - Anyways DrxQuinnx & Chase Baby - God Gooch & Blue Jesus EP (Bit Tape) Museum Of No Art - Museum of No Art (Séance Centre) Terrible Signal - The Window (Heart of the Rat) Bambi OFS - Yakka (B.F.E Records / Subsist) Zarabatana - Cum Raio (tsss tapes) Soberin Exx - Normal Islands (Liquid Library) Sylvain Darrifourcq, Manuel Hermia, Valentin Ceccaldi - Kaiju Eats Cheeseburgers (Full Rhizome / Hector) Günter Schlienz + Jeans Beast - Split (Econore) Hasufel - Lamentations of the Foul High Priest (So Called Hell) Delphine Dora - L’Inattingible (Three:four / Meakusma) Suburban Cracked Collective - Swimming Amongst The Dregs (A Colourful Storm) Military Genius - Deep Web (Unheard Of Hope) Mesa Of The Lost Women - Les Tables Noires (Specific) Ferocious (Bill Direen, Mark Williams, & Johannes Contag) - Ferocious (Rattle) Domestiques - Vol. 1 (Glass Modern) gogoj a.k.a Sheng Jie - oviparity (Maybe Noise / WV Sorcerer Productions) Midnight Mines - Live From The Mystery Plane (Independent Woman) Muro - Pacificar (Beach Impediment) Satan - Toutes Ces Horreurs (Jungle Khôl / Throatruiner) Scarlatine - Mimosa (Le Syndicat Des Scorpions) Vanligt Folk - Allt E'nte (Kess Kill) VOLE - Dej Bůh Pěstí (Stoned To Death) Upsidedown Flames - Creeps At Shows EP (Fuck Yoga) Zurich Cloud Motors - Do More Than Deconstruct​-​o (Zazen Tapes)

Buncha other records

Sweeping Promises record wasn't that good though. But if you guys like it when people take singing seriously, you should check out some of this music called "R&B"

[ultkpopnetwork]

2019 K-Releases ~ week 48

November 25th

Clazziquai feat. Hong Dahye - Take Back

Kang Daniel - Touchin’

Sandy feat. Vinxen - Spark

Yu Seungwoo - The Road You Take

Jukjae - Letter

Life of Hojj feat. Kim Seungmin - BABY

M To M - Only You

26th

AOA - Come See Me

Dynamicduo feat. Penomeco - MSG ~ 19+

San (Hotshot) - Happening

Seong Han Jun - Walking on the Moon

ONE - Stone

PINKMOON feat. Suzanne - Your Pink

Kidd King - The Ocean

Ko SangWon - Flying Start

Jung Yi Han - Dawn

Rorin - Like petals flying in the wind (Flower Dance)

27th

BOL4 x WH3N - New York

EXO - Obsession

Kim Yuna - WBWY

28th

CSVC - Just 4 U

Feeldog (former BIGSTAR) - No excuse ~ Debut

Feeldog - Feelin & Chillin

Limitless - Wish Wish

Newkidd - Come

Atone - Ballade

TXT - Angel or Devil

29th

IZ - Memento

Suran - Wait for you

109 feat. Blueny - If it’s not you

Paul Kim - Big Heart

30th

Babylon feat. Yeri (Red Velvet) - I will make you warm

J.Y Park feat. BIBI - Fever

Banhana - if we never met

Jin Minho - Half

Ji Dong Kuk - I Cry

BIG INNER - Love fades

December 1st

Leo (VIXX) - December: The Night of Dreams

Kim Na Young , Yang Da Il - Goodbye List

V.O.S - Live Well

Bursters - Savage

Youtube Playlist

[felassanis]

Everything I love about Assassin’s Creed

1. Ezio da la la la

2. If you idle for long enough in Odyssey Ikaros comes and lands on Alexios’s/Kassandra’s arm and then alexios/Kassandra will greet him.

3. Edward’s outfit is by far my favourite Assassin robe. It looks so fooking cool.

4. Alkibiades

5. The first mission in Assassin’s Creed III. Finding the temple and it coming alive with all the lights and the humming was so fucking cool and the theatre with Haytham was such a good way to start the game, I loved the environment that went with the theatre and the parkour was really good too, everything was good even though I had no idea why we were there in the first place lol.

6. SHAUN HASTINGS

7. Edward’s tattoos being the only reason why I go whaling in AC:Black flag

8. The dynamic between Jacob and Evie, I’ve always wanted a twin duo in a game and Jacob and Evie Frye were awesome and y’all keep sleeping on them.

9. The different colour schemes in Assassin’s Creed 2 for the different cities gave the locations their own feel and vibe and it differentiated them from each other while also ensuring that the landscapes were utterly gorgeous. For example, Venice had cooler colours, very blue and silver while Florence was warmer, with more orange and brown thrown into the mix. It really gave those maps their own identity and it was great.

10. All of Lineage. all of it, it was flipping fantastic and I know it’s not a game but it was brilliant and the other Assassin’s Creed movie will never top it despite Michael Fasbender being in it.

11. That cutscene in Black Flag where Blackbeard lights his beard on fire, I love that historical accuracy because it was very likely true and it’s so SO bad-fucking-ass

12. Alkibiades

13. How quickly I fell in love with Frederico Auditore despite the fella only having about 5 lines.

14. Also just how quickly I came to love the Auditore family, that was how well written they were, that I fell in love after 30 minutes with them. 

15. LEONARDO DA VINCI

16. Desmond Miles’s snark.

17. ‘Hey whatta matta with you altair,’

18. SHAUN HASTINGS

19. How buffy Kassandra is

20. The hookblade was actually amazing in Revelations and I’m in full support that it shouldbe brought back. The noise it made was also oddly satisfying too?

21. The Glyphs in AC2 were spooky and ominous and I refused to do the last mission until I had found all of them and uncovered the Truth. Because that entire side quest was full of anticipation and the creepy vibe the Glyphs gave off and how the footage of Adam and Eve was cut up and glitchy was just really interesting and it peaked with a climax.

22. LEONARDO DA VINCI

23. The golden beads in Alexios’s hair.

24. And Alexios just being an overall gorgeous human being who’s face was chiselled by the gods.

25. The flying machine mission in AC2 while really aggravating if you didn’t do it the first time was also really fun and getting to see Leonardo all giddy and happy made it worth it.

26. I don’t know if it’s just me? but Connor’s hair? like I know for a fact that I like men with long hair but something about his hair and the feather intertwined into it was just really appealing? and while I know why Connor shaved his hair I couldn’t help but screech when he did lmao but that’s because it’s obviously not my tradition and it’s abnormal to me. pfft

27. Revelations is one of the best AC games and I’ll fight anyone on this. It was phenomenal given how it finally concluded Ezio’s story (and remember Ezio was the face of the franchise for years and he was fan favourite and still is so there were some pressure and expectations) and how it also concluded Altair’s story.

28. Altair wasn’t that interesting in the original game but Revelations added depth and layers to his characters and made him way more intriguing. The game also gave this character important significance to the lore and I think that’s the perfect way to honour the guy who started it all. As much as we love Ezio, Altair came before and without him, Assassin’s Creed wouldn’t quite be the way it was today. (although it’s up to you if that’s a bad thing or not lmao)

29. And seeing Ezio old and matured, becoming this wise legend of a man was really cool and getting to play as him in his final journey was both heartbreaking but satisfactory.

30. I have to give a massive applause to Ubisoft for making Leonardo gay as well in Brotherhood prominently. I don’t think it was ever proven historically if he was? but it was rumoured? and yet Ubisoft went and made it canon giving that representation while also having Ezio outright say he’s okay with Leonardo dating men?! Like, in that time period if you were gay you could go to prison and the general view of homosexuality was that of disgust and yet Ezio is just here supporting his best friend? hell yes.

31. ALKIBIADES

32. I have certain feelings with Unity, but I won’t lie that the parkour was spot on in that game.

33. Gideon Emery....just Gideon Emery as Reginald Birch. The character’s a massive prick but god...that voice.

34. Connor mentioning his grandfather Edward as he’s sailing the Aquila.

35. Getting to see the wreck of the Jackdaw in Assassin’s Creed Freedom Cry was gut-wrenching.

36. Finally getting to pet animals in ACIII.

37. Finally getting to feed pigs in a video game ^^

38. SHAUN HASTINGS

39. OKay, I like Shaun because the guy is really entertaining and he’s British like me and I need to see this fucker in future games again...because after Syndicate he just vanishes and we got...Fucking Layla ugh.

40. The Naval combat in Black Flag is unmatched, fighting other ships never felt like a chore and it was fun and thrilling and the rewards felt deserving. And the feeling of taking down your first Man’o War is RIVETING.

41. Rebecca calling the Animus ‘Baby’

42. She’s another character I want to see come back. And she and Shaun better come back and be alive.

43. Lucy being a Templar was a plot twist I never saw coming but I was all for that angst especially when it seemed like they were setting up what I thought was the inevitable Desmond x Lucy romance. But I guessed wrong.

44. Yusuf Tazim being the joy and light of Revelations. fuck you Ubisoft

45. Ezio’s family theme song is the most iconic video game songs ever.

46. The introduction of Alkibiades in Odyssey, what a great way to introduce a character. like seriously, I fell in love with that fucker the moment he started speaking and felt up Kassandra’s arms while being half naked and wasted.

47. Bayek being a breath of fresh air in wonderfully written complex characters whose story was powerful and tragic. He needs a sequel.

48. Assassins Creed Brotherhood’s trailer being iconic.

49. When returning to Florence to retrieve the apple and you bring Ezio back to his old home only to see the ghosts of his entire family waiting for him. I was gobsmacked when that happened and it’s such a beautiful detail.

50. Mary Read/James Kidd being one of the best characters in Black Flag and leader in the ‘did not deserve it’ club. Every minute of her was flipping terrific and her significance in Edward’s story as one of the driving points that turned him into a better man was great.

51. I cried at the end of Black Flag.

52. The little text about Shaun sobbing when you look at the database on Desmond the dog in Syndicate.

53. The lip scar being shared between Desmond, Ezio and Altair was a cool detail.

54. The interchangeable cloaks in ACII.

55. Henry Green was so soft, kind and lovely and I honestly adore him.

56. Cane swords in Syndicate WERE AWESOME

57. NO fall damage in Odyssey. Keep this feature I don’t care how impossible it is for me to survive a jump off of a giant statue of a naked god it’s cool and I want it for every other game about to be released.

58. If you walk through grass in Origins Bayek sticks his hand out like that scene in Gladiator.

59. The scene in ACII Where Ezio uncovers his father’s robes from the chest and holds it up, It’s an incredible scene and the music fits so well with it and if you’ve watched Lineage it’s all the more amazing.

60. Rosa being pretty and terrifying in ACII.

61. The Bleeding effect being that other thing in lore that is SO BLOODY INTRIGUING and I wish it was explored a bit more. Can you actually imagine having the bleeding effect? where you can’t tell the past and the present apart? where you see ghosts from the past and hear voices no one else hears? jesus,..

62. getting answers about Clay/Subject 16. Ever since he left that writing in the wall with his own blood I was hooked on his story and thank god we got answers and a face to the legendary name. I wouldn’t mind more of him though.

63. I’ve always been fascinated with Native Americans and finally getting to explore them a bit more in ACIII proved to be interesting and I hope it was satisfactory representation for Native Americans.

64. finally getting to play in the present day in assassin’s creed brotherhood and 3, like actually getting to run around and explore as Desmond.

(I did a post like this on my old blog and I’ve rewrote them on here but I also got some new things, I just like having a post like this on my blog and I like seeing people who also agree with these brilliant features in this franchise, you can pretty much tell which two games are my favourite lol, Black Flag and 2 will always have a special place in my heart,)

[sickouthere]

july 18: let me be me 120 BPM

what are ya 2018 first half favourites

chief keef - mansion musick [tragedies, hand made, uh uh]

rp boo - i'll tell you what! [u-don’t no]

michael beharie / teddy rankin-parker - a heart from your shadow [smooth face, roses] 

don't dj - all love affairs fail but they never end ep 12″ [veles (newworldaquarium 451 dub), two of pentacles] 

haron - wandelaar [wandelaar]

age coin - maybe fake is what i like

benedikt frey ‎- artificial (remixed) 12″ [h for hysteria (i:cube remix)]

priori - noogenesis 12" [noogenesis]

topdown dialectic -  topdown dialectic [untitled b4]

clara! y maoupa‎ - meneo 12" [el ratón]

cruel diagonals - disambiguation [render arcane]

rian treanor ‎- RAVEDIT 12″ [RAVEDIT A1]

glokknine - loyalty kill love [vanish]

dj residue ‎- 211 circles of rushing water [blackline]

starlito - at war with myself too [crying in the car]

knxwledge. x roc marciano - dntaskmefrshit

carl stone - electronic music from the eighties and nineties [banteay srey]

future - beast mode 2 [hate the real me]

john bence - kill [alone/suicide]

khalab - black noise 2084 [zaire]

upsammy - words r inert 12″ [words r inert]

pariah - here from where we are [rain soup]

palta & ti - palta og ti på den tolvte Ø 12″ [seng]

slimmy b - feel my pain [call on]

chevel - in a rush and mercurial [another dimension]

laurel halo - raw silk uncut wood [mercury]

k$upreme - flex muzik 2 [no deal, hang up da phone]

LIL B - MONEY IN MY SPIRIT OUU, YVES TUMOR - NOID, MR TWIN SISTER - ECHO ARMS, G HERBO & SOUTHSIDE FT. YOUNG THUG - 100 STICKS,  LPB.POODY - FRESH OUT DA DENTIST, SKI MASK THE SLUMP GOD & WARHOL.SS - ANKLE, SHY GLIZZY - VLONE, 70TH STREET CARLOS - OVER WITH, LONNIE HOLLEY - I WOKE UP..., DAUGHTERS - SATAN IN THE WAIT, HTRK - MORE TO ENJOY, SKEE MASK - ZEZBO VERSION, TJAY WAVE FT. VALEE - NO PHOTOS PLEASE, ROC MARCIANO - IN CASE YOU FORGOT, VALEE - LOADING & ALLAT, BANDGANG LONNIE BANDS & SHREDGANG MONE - SHRED, ALLBLACK FT. REXX LIFE RAJ & CASH KIDD - Y.N.A.F., TRIPPIE REDD - BLACK MAGIC, BABYFACE RAY X PEEZY - FUCK RAP, MAP.ACHE - MOMENT OF YOUTH

PARIAH, NICK HÖPPNER, WEN + PARRIS salut @ketthens for the tip, BEN UFO / VALESUCHI etc. more hessle etc. etc., @elusiveblogueuse​ balling n parlayin, TEREKKE, BUTTECHNO, SVN, NENE H &&&& BRUCE

[silkenseamstress]

The Signs As What Song They Sing At Karaoke And How Well They Do

Aries: Uptown Funk by Bruno Mars (decently)

Taurus: Without Me by Eminem (badly)

Gemini: YYZ by Rush (flawlessly, removed from stage after one minute and thirty three seconds)

Cancer: Testify by Rage Against The Machine (loudly)

Virgo: Friends In Low Places by Garth Brooks (Near perfect)

Leo: Hungry Like The Wolf by Duran Duran (Passable)

Libra: Feel Good Inc by Gorillaz (Only does the parts where de la soul is laughing)

Scorpio: Burn It To The Ground by Nickelback (Perfect, vomits on the stage halfway through and passes out)

Sagittarius: Save A Horse (Ride A Cowboy) by Big And Rich (Too nervous to sign for about a quarter of the song, good once they get going)

Capricorn: Ba Wit Da Ba by Kidd Rock (The only words they know are Ba wit da Ba da bang a dang diggy diggy)

Aquarius: The Sound Of Silence Cover by Disturbed (Starts poorly, kills the second half of the song)

Pisces: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun by Cyndi Lauper (Poorly, misses half the words because they take frequent drinks of water)

[kidd-uk]

Interview with KiDD

Interview conducted by A.C. Vermouth for the Thrillington Times 15/12/17

 Q: "Why did you decide to make a solo album?"

KiDD: Well I play in quite a few different bands and write for some of them too. On the occasion that I write alone, I decide what would be good for the Wellgreen, or for Dr Cosmos Tape Lab etc, others that don’t quite fit those moulds, I record myself.

Q: "Were you influenced by John's adventures with the Plastic Ono Band, and Ringo's solo LP?"

KiDD: Probably somewhere along the lines, but I’m more influenced by my Da’s.

Q: "Are all songs by KiDD alone?"

KiDD: No, one was a co-write with a chap called Ian Thistlethwaite, whom I have never met in person, but he sent me some chords and some lyrics, for his own project, and I added some more bits and sent it back to him.  I like it so much I asked him if I could keep it.  He seems a lovely chap.  He said yes.

Q: "Will they be so credited: KiDD?"

KiDD: well….aye…. apart from that one

Q: "Did you enjoy working as a solo?"

KiDD: Yes I do very much, but I always prefer to collaborate.  I am very lucky to be able to write songs with two of my musical heroes, Marco Rea and Joe Kane.  I will ALWAYS prefer that option to writing alone.

Q: "What is Linda's contribution?"

KiDD: Linda is a lovely lady who lives upstairs.  She never complains about the noise.

Q: "Where was the album recorded?"

KiDD: At home and I did some of the drums in a rehearsal room using two mics.

Q: "What is your home equipment (in some detail)?"

KiDD: A Focusrite Interface, a Joe Meek VC3Q and an Audio Technica condenser mic. That’s it.

Q: "Why did you choose to work in the studios you chose?"

KiDD: I don’t charge myself expensive rates to use them

Q: "The album was not known about until it was nearly completed. Was this deliberate?"

KiDD: Not really, nobody asked

Q: "Why?"

KIDD: Dunno, I never asked

Q: "Are you able to describe the texture or the feel of the album in a few words?"

KiDD: Home-Fi, Sci-Fi, Melodic, the sound of someone wrestling with equipment he doesn’t fully understand

Q: "How long did it take to complete?"

KiDD: Probably about three or four months.  I was just absent mindedly recording songs until I felt like stopping.

Q: "Assuming all the songs are new to the public, how new are they to you? Are they recent"

KiDD: Yes these were all written around the same period, apart from Little Flower which was musically fresh, but I’d had the lyrics to a different tune for a few years. Modified Radio Birdsong was also an instrumental for a long time before I decided it needed some Vocoder.

:  Q: "Which instruments have you played on the album?"

KiDD: All of them! A lot of the songs were triggered by little phone recordings I chopped up, sampled and looped, and then coloured it all in with guitars, synths, drums and bass.

Q: "Have you played all these instruments on earlier recordings?"

KiDD: "Yes"

Q: "Why did you do all the instruments yourself?"

KiDD: Everyone else was probably busy at the time.

Q: "Will Linda be heard on all future records?"

KiDD: "Could be. Depends if she does the hoovering during a particularly sensitive vocal"

Q: "Will Paul and Linda become a John and Yoko?"

KiDD: xvze\sazh’’’hou (I let Jude answer that one)

Q: "What has recording alone taught you?"

KiDD: That sometimes the mistakes you make can end up influencing the direction of the arrangement thereafter, so go with it.  I also learned to trust my own instinct as there was nobody there to tell me my ideas were either good or shite.

Q: "Who has done the artwork?"

KiDD: The very brilliant Adam Smith, who did all the artwork and narration for the Dr Cosmo’s Tape Lab album Beyond The Silver Sea.  You can find his album artwork on many Glasgow albums from The Owsley Sunshine to Colonel Mustard and the Dijon 5.  To those in the know, he’s THE man.  He is a phenomenal talent.

Q: "Is it true that neither Allen Klein nor ABKCO have been nor will be in any way involved with the production, manufacturing, distribution or promotion of this new album?"

KiDD: Absolutely 100% true. Beware of ABKCO.

Q: "Did you miss the other Da’s and Uncle Da? Was there a moment when you thought, 'I wish Ringo were here for this break?'"

KiDD: I always wish Ringo was here.

Q: "Assuming this is a very big hit album, will you do another?"

KiDD: For as long as my brain and fingers work, so will I

Q: "Are you planning a new album or single with The Wellgreen"

KiDD: "We are indeed.  Marco, Daniel and I have contributed solo songs and Marco and I have written a few together. I love it.  It has a more upbeat vibe to it and has been really great to be writing with ma Da again."

Q: "Is this album a rest away from The Wellgreen or the start of a solo career?"

KiDD: "It is neither.  It’s just a further extension of my perpetual need to be creative."

Q: "Is your break with Dr Cosmo’s Tape Lab temporary or permanent, due to personal differences or musical ones?"

KiDD: "Not at all. Joe and I actually have another record in the bag already, but recently have found it difficult to find the time to work together. So he does his thing when he can, and I do mine.  

Q: "Do you foresee a time when Kane/Kidd becomes an active songwriting partnership again?"

KiDD: Absolutely

Q: "What do you feel about John's peace effort? The Plastic Ono Band? Giving back the MBE? Yoko's influence? Yoko?"

KiDD: "I love John.  I love Yoko. John loved Yoko.  Yoko Loved John.  All you need is Love"

Q: "Were any of the songs on the album originally written with The Wellgreen in mind?"

KiDD: Actually no.  A lot of these songs were written using dice.  I got heavily into Brian Eno around that time and loved his Oblique Strategies and recording by chance.  I also read The Dice Man by Luke Reinhart about a guy who makes every life decision by rolling dice.  I came up with the idea to combine the two and developed a system whereby I would let the roll of a dice dictate a lot of my decisions.  The result was what you can hear on the album.  Cyan Seren was the first attempt.  It turned out great so I kept going.

Q: "Were you pleased with 'Grin And Bear It'? Was it musically restricting"

KiDD: " I was very pleased with it.  Still am.  It’s a great record.  It’s me an ma Da.

Q: "What is your relationship with Javi?"

KiDD: "He’s a Da."

Q: "What is your relationship with Pretty Olivia Records?"

KiDD: "Well we released Summer Rain by The Wellgreen through them and built up a great working relationship and friendship with Javi.  Thanks to him we have a following in Spain, so when I finished this record, it was a natural decision to offer it to Javi for release. I am grateful he said yes.  His Wife also makes a tremendous Gazpacho Soup"

Q: "Have you any plans to set up an independent production company?"

KiDD: "Skiddmark Productions."

Q: "What sort of music has influenced you on this album?"

KiDD: "I was very influenced by the recording techniques I had observed when working with Joe on the Dr Cosmos records, although my techniques are a bit more throw at the wall and see what sticks.  Brian Eno was on a lot and I listened to Wild Honey a fair amount around then too… but then, I always do.  Grandaddy’s The Sophtware Slump was on heavy rotation and as always The Super Furry Animals"

Q: "Are you writing more prolifically now? Or less so?"

KiDD: "I have been on a writing flurry for about a year and a half.  With the news I was going to be a dad, I decided to get as much done as possible before the due date.  I have another album finished and one actually released one a week ago, which was a collaboration with a teacher I work with who has written a children’s book called Tinkle And The Big Whoosh."  I’m also currently working on another project, and I hope to begin recording very soon.  I have around 20 songs for it and it’s another concept album.  I love a concept album.

Q: "What are your plans now? A holiday? A musical? A movie? Retirement?"

KiDD: "A bowl of lentil soup, and a walk with Jude in the pram!" 

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Dusted Mid-Year Exchange, Part 3: Writers’ Lists

Joe McPhee 

We wrap up our mid-year feature with writers’ favorites from the first half of the year.  If you missed them, check out Parts One and Two from earlier this week.

Tobias Carroll

SAULT — UNTITLED (Black Is) (Forever Living Originals)

Irreversible Entanglements — Who Sent You? (International Anthem)

Cold Beat — Mother (DFA Records)

African Head Charge — Drumming is a Language 1990 - 2011 (On-U Sound)

En Attendant Ana — Juliet (Trouble in Mind)

Positive No — Kyanite (self-released)

Helen Money — Atomic (Thrill Jockey)

Matt LaJoie — Everlasting Spring (Flower Room)

Xetas — The Cypher (12XU)

Alison Cotton — Zener_08 (Sensory Leakage)

Coriky — Coriky (Dischord)

Błoto — Erozje (Astigmatic Records)

Gerycz / Powers / Rolin — Beacon (Garden Portal)

75 Dollar Bill Little Big Band — Live at Tubby’s (self-released)

Slum of Legs — Slum of Legs (Splurge Recordings)

The Soft Pink Truth — Am I Free to Go? (self-released)

 Tim Clarke

Activity — Unmask Whoever (Western Vinyl)

Alabaster DePlume — To Cy and Lee: Instrumentals Vol. 1 (International Anthem)

Drab City — Good Songs For Bad People (Bella Union)

Fake Laugh — Dining Alone (State 51 Conspiracy)

King Krule — Man Alive! (XL)

Owen Pallett — Island (Domino)

 Andrew Forell

Irreversible Entanglements — Who Sent You? (International Anthem)

Wire — Mind Hive (Pinkflag)

Peel Machine Dream — Agitprop Alterna (Tough Love/Slumberland)

Rowland S Howard — Teenage Snuff Film (Fat Possum)

The Wants — Container (Council Records)

Shabaka And The Ancestors — We Are Sent Here By History (Impulse!)

Davey Harms — World War (Hausu Mountain)

Bohren & Der Club Of Gore — Patchouli Blue (Ipecac)

 Ray Garraty

Rio Da Yung Og — City on My Back (#Boyz Entertainment)

Cash Kidd — No Socks (4746 Global)

The Jacka — Murder Weapon (The Artist Records)

Z-Ro — Quarantine: Social Distancing (1 Deep Entertainment)

Ka — Descendants of Cain (self-released)

Bandgang Lonnie Bands — The Scamily (TF Entertainment)

 Jennifer Kelly

Six Organs of Admittance—Companion Rises (Drag City)

Gil Scott Heron and Makaya McCraven—We’re New Again (XL Recordings)

Obnox—Savage Raygun (Ever/Never)

Cable Ties—Far Enough (Merge)

Lewsberg—In this House (12XU)

James Elkington—Ever Roving Eye (Paradise of Bachelors)

Jehnny Beth —To Love Is To Live (Arts & Crafts)

Destroyer—Have We Met (Merge)

Decoy w/ Joe McPhee — AC/DC (otoROKU)

Chouk Bwa & The Ångströmers— Vodou Alé (Bongo Joe)

FACS—Void Moments (Trouble in Mind)

Elkhorn—The Storm Sessions (Beyond Beyond Is Beyond)   

 Arthur Krumins

Gil Scott-Heron, Makaya McCraven — We’re New Again (XL)

The Giving Shapes — Earth Leaps Up (Elsewhere)

Wut — Now (Self-released)

Ranil — Ranil y su Conjunto Tropical (Analog Africa)

Ash Brooks — Temple of Roses (Flower Room)

Chip Langer — Songs for Melissa (Xylem)

Keenan Ahrends Trio — Live at House on the Hills Session (Self-released)

Jeff Parker — Suite for Max Brown (International Anthem)

Julius Eastman — Feminine (Frozen Reeds)

White Poppy — Paradise Gardens (Not Not Fun)

Pharoah Sanders — Live in Paris 1975 (Transversales Disques)

Waterless Hills — The Great Mountain (Cardinal Fuzz)

Jim White and Marisa Anderson — The Quickening (Thrill Jockey)

Aoife Nessa Frances — Land of No Junction (Ba Da Bing)

Andrea Cortez — The Secret Song of Plants (Aural Canyon)

 Patrick Masterson

Yves Tumor — Heaven to a Tortured Mind (Warp)

Squirrel Flower — I Was Born Swimming (Polyvinyl)

Black Taffy — Opal Wand (Leaving)

Mint Mile — Ambertron (Comedy Minus One)

Moodymann — Taken Away (KDJ)

Sarah Mary Chadwick — Please Daddy (Sinderlyn)

Andrea — Ritorno (Illian Tape)

Cable Ties — Far Enough (Merge)

Torres — Silver Tongue (Merge)

Russell Ellington Langston Butler —  Emotional Bangers Only EP (self— released)

Tan Cologne — Cave Vaults on the Moon in New Mexico (Labrador)

Future — High Off Life (Epic)

 Ian Mathers

Aidan Baker & Gareth Davis — Invisible Cities II (Karlrecords)

Anastasia Minster — Father (self released)

Helen Money — Atomic (Thrill Jockey)

Holy Fuck — Deleter (Last Gang)

Hum — Inlet (Polyvinyl)

Solar Woodroach — 7 Perversions on Pachabel's Canon (Nilamox)

Spanish Love Songs — Brave Faces Everyone (Pure Noise)

Stars Like Fleas — DWARS Session: Live on Radio VPRO (self released)

Well Yells — We Mirror the Dead (self released)

Yves Tumor — Heaven to a Tortured Mind (Warp)

 Special mention to the incredible Charles Curtis Performances & Recordings 1998-2018 box we talked about here.

 Bill Meyer 

(The last entry is not a record, but a festival of recordings)

Owl — Mille Feuille (SOFA)

Paul Lytton / Nate Wooley — Known / Unknown (Fundacja Sluchaj)

Six Organs of Admittance — Companion Rises (Drag City)

Elkhorn — The Storm Sessions (Beyond Beyond is Beyond)

*Waterless Hills — The Great Mountain (Cardinal Fuzz / Feeding Tube)

Powers / Rolin Duo — s/t (Feeding Tube)

Tashi Dorji / Tyler Damon — To Catch A Bird (Trost)

James Elkington — Ever Roving Eye (Paradise of Bachelors)

Chicago Underground Quartet — Good Days (Astral Spirits)

Steve Beresford and John Butcher — Old Paradise Airs (Iluso)

Irreversible Entanglements (International Anthem)

Sandy Ewen — You Win (Gilgongo)

Various artists — AMPLIFY 2020:quarantine

 Jonathan Shaw

Raspberry Bulbs — Before the Age of Mirrors (Relapse)

Mamaleek — Come and See (The Flenser)

Thou — Blessings of the Highest Order (Robotic Empire)

Sun City Girls — Live at Sky Church (2182 Recording Company)

Gil Scott Heron and Makaya McCraven — We’re New Again (XL Recordings)

Neutrals — Rent/Your House (Domestic Departure)

 Derek Taylor

Twenty from 2020: Jazz and Improv (order entirely arbitrary)

Decoy w/ Joe McPhee — AC/DC (otoROKU)

Stephen Riley — Friday the 13th (Steeplechase)

Damon Smith — Whatever is Not Stone is Light (Balance Point Acoustics)

James Brandon Lewis & Chad Taylor — Live at Willisau (Intakt)

Jeremy Pelt — The Art of Intimacy, Vol. 1 (HighNote)

Peter Brötzmann/ Maâlem Moukhtar Gania/ Hamid Drake — The Catch of a Ghost (I Dischi Di Angelica)

Patty Waters — An Evening in Houston (Clean Feed)

Whit Dickey — Expanding Light (AUM Fidelity)

Brandon Seabrook — Exultations (Astral Spirits)

John Scofield — Swallow Tales (ECM)  

Paul Desmond — The Complete 1975 Toronto Recordings (Mosaic)

Cecil Taylor & Tony Oxley — Birdland, Neuberg 2011 (Fundacja Sluchaj)

Kidd Jordan /Joel Futterman /Alvin Fielder — Spirits (Silkheart)

Sam Rivers — Ricochet (No Business)

Frank Lowe & Rashied Ali — Duo Exchange: Complete Sessions (Survival)

Dudu Pukwana — and the Spears (Matsuli Music)

Sun Ra — Heliocentric Worlds, Vols. 1 & 2 (Ezz-thetics)

Shirley Scott — One for Me (Arc/Strata-East)

Buddy Collette — The Complete 1961 Milano Sessions (Fresh Sound)

Lennie Tristano — The Duo Sessions (Dot Time)

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Lip Gloss- Zakeea

CHE 2AM (Prod. by @cheecru)

bams murder

Michael Aristotle2Much

Yung Booke - H.I.T.V. (Hoes In The Valley) Ft. London Jae [Prod. By BoxHeadBeats]

bgChrome corleone Money N Drugs

E$P NiqueMoney Up (Prod. By Jo-Al)

The Motive (Feat. King Keith HQ Jonez & Da Kidd Half)

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Charlotte Dos Santos "Red Clay"

Oscar Jerome - 2 Sides (STW Premiere)

Frank LiinFrequency

[jordandesta]

3 / 27 / 19 ━ your character’s mood for the day. 

01. pure water by mustard, migos. “give me the beat, i ride it like a jetski, so many bad bitches they harassin' me, they like me 'cause i rap and be with the athletes.”

02. fall threw by rich the kid, young thug, gunna. “pull off in that lambo quick, hundred racks and a tec in this bitch, quarter mil' on my necklaces, tell your bitch to stop texting me, i've been living so reckless.”

03. splashin by rich the kid. “i flip the money, got my check up, i'm flexing up, but i'm no wrestler, blue cheese pockets got the extras, i stack the money up like tetris, how I got two-fifty from my neck up? how I made it from the hood to a bent truck?”

04. pure cocaine by lil baby. “when your wrist like this, you don't check the forecast, every day it's gon' rain, made a brick through a brick, i ain't whip up shit, this pure cocaine, yeah.”

05. west coast by g eazy, blueface, allblack, yg. “you can't imagine the way that this cash feelin', don't know what's harder, the first or the last million, my last album took care of my grand children, you try to win, cracked you head on the glass ceiling.”

06. middle child by j. cole. “i just poured somethin' in my cup, i've been wantin' somethin' I can feel, promise I am never lettin' up, money in your palm don't make you real.”

07. legacy by off set, travis scott, 21 savage. “i can't hold nothing back, i won't hold you up, i can't fit all my pain in this styro' cup, always talk to myself 'cause it's only us, always deep in my mind, don't know who to trust.”

08. envy me by calboy. “i was fighting some demons, in the field, bitch, i'm deep in, i was raised in the deep end, i know ****** be sinking.”

3 / 28 / 19 ━ songs that remind your character of their children/child.

for jasmine isabelle desta;

01. violent crimes by kanye west. “father forgive me, i'm scared of the karma, 'cause now i see women as somethin' to nurture, not somethin' to conquer, i hope she like nicki, i'll make her a monster, not havin' menages, i'm just being silly.”

02. when i’m gone by eminem. “have you ever loved someone so much, you'd give an arm for not the expression, no, literally give an arm for, when they know they're your heart, and you know you are their armor, and you will destroy anyone who would try to harm her.”

03. may i have this dance by francis and the light, chance the rapper. “you've got your, your mother's eyes, you've got your, your grandmother's ring, you've got your daddy's discernment, giirl, you did your thing, oh, give me one more, one, two, one, two, always on beat.”

04. right by you by john legend. “and even when it all becomes too much, when you're growing old and feeling out of touch, listen to this song and just take care, and know that i will be there...yeah, i promise i will, little girl, i'm cryin'.”

for legend magesty desta;

05. i love you so much by dj khaled, chance the rapper. “whatever you want to do, i will support you forever, one thing i can promise you, i love you forever, you're my son, i love you so much, i love you, son, you're my biggest blessing, mommy, daddy, we love you, we love you forever, son, you're the greatest that ever did it.”

06. only one by kanye west.  “hello my only one, remember who you are, you got the world 'cause you got love in your hands, and you're still my chosen one, so can you understand? one day you'll understand, so hear me out, i won't go, no goodbyes, just hello.”

07. new day by jay z. “sins of a father make yo' life ten times harder, i just wanna take ya to a barber, bondin' on charters, all the shit that i never did, teach ya good values, so you cherish it, took me twenty six years to find my path, my only job is cuttin' the time in half.”

08. mockingbird by eminem. “i know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now, but hey, what daddy always tell you? straighten up little soldier, stiffen up that upper lip, what you crying about? you got me.”

3 / 29 / 19 ━ a playlist for your lover or ex lover.

01. worth it by yk osiris. “time is precious, baby girl, let's not let it go by, i just really wanna know, do you love me? don't lie, i know you felt alone, 'cause i been on the road, but i been doin' shows, i swear i ain't doin' you wrong”

02. swervin’ by a boogie wit da hoodie, 6ix9ine. “how you look so perfect on your worst days? double c your purses, you deserve it, ****** in your dm, they be thirsty, and in person, but you're curvin’, curvy little body, love your surface, i’m all on your body, make you nervous”

03. caramel by lloyd. “caramel, drippin' in my bed, yeah you know, what's going through my head, i'm thinking 'bout, getting with you tonight, i'm thinking 'bout, wifing you up for life”

04. kevin’s heart by j. cole. “she my number one, i don't need nothing on the side, said that i was done for good and don't want no more lies, but my phone be blowing up, temptations on my line, i stare at the screen a while before i press decline”

05. more/diamond ring by benny blanco, ty dolla $ign, 6lack. “you know your future brighter than a diamond ring, god damn, i put you on different things, god damn, you gon' make me break the bank, god damn...you're all I ever need, god damn, you mean so much to me”

06. ivy by frank ocean. “in the halls of your hotel, arm around my shoulder so i could tell, how much i meant to meant it sincere back then, we had time to kill back then, you ain't a kid no more, we'll never be those kids again”

07. mrs. variety by leon thoma, tayla parx. “mrs. variety, feels like i'm dating someone different every single week, it's like you know just how to play to every part of me, it's like you know just how to cater to my every need, mrs. variety”

08. cinderella by mac miller, ty dolla $ign. “you in my dreams that's why i sleep all the time, just to hear you say i love you, just to touch you, just to leave you behind, i told you, you don't have to worry, you'll be fine, this the type of thing i heard it happen all the time, yeah, I just wanna see you fly, because your fragrance got me faded, you be keepin' me high”

3 / 30 / 19 ━  songs that hit your character in the feels

01. power trip by j. cole, miguel. “got me up all night, all i'm singing is love songs, she got me up all night, constant drinking and love songs, she got me up all night, down and out with these love songs, she got me up all night, drown it out with these love songs, she got me up all night.”

02. practice by drake. “i can tell that money's got you working, got your body so wet, now we're finally here in person, i taste pain and regret, in your sweat, you've been waiting for me, i can tell that you been practicing.”

03. angel by the weeknd. “cause all I see are wings, i can see your wings, but i know what i am and the life i live, yeah, the life i live, and even though i sin, maybe we are born to live, but i know time will tell if we're meant for this, yeah, if we're meant for this.”

04. don’t by bryson tiller. “get in the ride, left hand is steering the other is gripping your thigh light up a spliff and get high, shawty you deserve what you been missing, looking at you i’m thinking he must be tripping, play this song for him tell him just listen.”

05. best mistake by layla russo, big sean. “hold up, i know love could be a beach with no shore, i done count to ten, lost my temper, and went back to four, i know sometimes it's hard to realize i'm the man that you need, i had a dream we branched out started a family tree.”

06. own it by drake. “next time we fuck, i don't want to fuck, i want to make love, next time we talk, i don't want to just talk, i want to trust, next time I stand tall I want to be standing for you.”

07. thinkin bout you by frank ocean. “yes, of course i remember, how could I forget? how you feel? and though you were my first time, a new feel, it won't ever get old, not in my soul, not in my spirit, keep it alive.”

08. come and see me by partynextdoor, drake. “i'll admit i'm sorry when i feel i'm truly sorry, things change, people change, feelings change too, never thought the circumstances woulda changed you.”

3 / 31 / 19 ━  a playlist for your character’s best friend. ( squad )

01. ni**as in paris by jay z, kanye west.

02. look at me now by chris brown, lil wayne, busta rhymes. 

03. rack city by tyga. 

04. swimming pools (drank) by kendrick lamar. 

05. gold digger by kanye west, jamie foxx. 

06. v.3005 by childish gambino.

07. the motto by drake, lil wayne.

08. bedrock by young money, lloyd.

4 / 01 / 19 ━ road trip playlist

01. hey jude by the beatles.

02. mr. jones by counting crows.

03. wonderwall by oasis.

04. hurricane by bob dylan.

05. mr. brightside by the killers. 

06. scar tissue by the red hot chili peppers.

07. all star by smashmouth.

08. stacy’s mom by fountains of wayne.

4 / 02 / 19 ━ three songs that make your character cry… every. single. time.

01. acid rain by chance the rapper. “my big homie died young; just turned older than him, i seen it happen, i seen it happen, i see it always, he still be screaming, i see his demons in empty hallways, i trip to make the fall shorter.”

02. perkys calling by future. “Iineed better thoughts, i need better vibes, focus on the top and let my ***** slide, i need more advice and ain't got no time, hustlin' do it right, feel like i waited a life time.”

03. u by kendrick lamar. “you shoulda filled that black revolver blast a long time ago, and if those mirrors could talk it would say "you gotta go", and if i told your secrets, the world'll know money can't stop a suicidal weakness.”

4 / 03 / 19 ━ free day, we just wanna see you be creative. ( throwbacks )

01. ambitonz az a ridah by 2pac. 

02. gin and juice by snoop dog, daz dillinger  

03. all falls down by kanye west, syleena johnston.

04. mrs. officer by lil wayne, bobby v, kidd kidd.

05. i’m n luv (wit a stripper) by t-pain, mike jones.

06. ms. jackson by outkast.

07. smack that by akon, eminem.

08. laffy taffy by d4l.

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[Sierra Kidd] Manchmal gucke ich in den Spiegel und frage: “Warum ich?” Liegt es daran, dass ich noch so jung bin? Obwohl ich manchmal behaupte, ich wäre schon so erwachsen Liegt es daran, dass die Leute denken, ich wäre ehrlich? Obwohl ich manchmal nicht mal weiß Ob ich lüge oder die Wahrheit erzähl’ Liegt es daran, dass ich jeden Schulweg Die Kopfhörer aufgesetzt habe und träumte, ich wäre Seite an Seite mit den Menschen, die meine Idole sind? Oder liegt es daran, dass es mir so schlecht ging? Obwohl Andere behaupteten mir ginge es viel zu gut Anfangs dachte ich, Gott spielt mir einen Streich Und gibt mir das alles nur damit er es mir wieder nehmen kann Fakt ist: Ab der zweiten Klasse war ich immer die Lachnummer der Schule Meine Familie war immer anders, ich hab sechs kleinere Geschwister Leb’ in einem pinken Haus und hab’ mehrere Stiefväter gehabt In einem kleinen Dorf merkt man sich so was Und die Leute fangen an Ihren Kinder zu erzähl'n Dass man mit mir nicht spielen darf In der sechsten Klasse wurde ich ausgelacht Von der gesamten Oberstufe Wenn ich einmal in deren Richtung geschaut hab In der Siebten hat man mich so sehr gemobbt Dass ich mich gefragt habe Ob meine Mutter überhaupt stolz sein kann Wenn sie ihrem Sohn in die Augen sieht Ab da hasste ich mich selbst Die Menschen, die mir nahe standen Wollten nicht mehr mit mir sein Weil die Leute, die cooler waren sagten, sie würden Mit jemanden der mit mir rumhängt nicht mehr abhängen wollen Mir half es, wenn ich aufgeschrieben hab’ Warum es mir schlecht geht Ein halbes Jahr hab’ ich mich eingesperrt und außer die Schule Und den Weg nach Hause kannte ich nichts mehr Ich hab’ versucht an mir zu arbeiten. Ich dachte Wenn ich einfach mach’ was ich will akzeptiert man mich Aber nie wurde auch nur die kleinste Veränderung wahrgenommen Abseits von den Klamotten, die ich trug Und der Frisur, die ich hatte. Die Menschen haben nicht aufgehört, sich über mich lächerlich zu machen und selbst Wenn meinen Mutter neben mir stand Und ab da hab ich gemerkt, dass es gar nicht um mich ging Sondern darum, dass die Menschen jemanden brauchen Auf den sie zeigen können. Jedes Wort, was ihnen leicht Aus dem Mund fiel, traf mich wie eine Zementkugel am Kopf Ab da hasste ich die Welt Ich fing an nur noch allein sein zu wollen Ging nur noch raus, wenn es Nacht war Und sprach einzig und allein mit meiner Mutter Wenn sie gekocht hat. Ich schrieb auf Was ich gefühlt hatte. Und hatte einen Traum Von dem ich zwar nie dachte, dass er sich Erfüllt aber er brachte mir Hoffnung Und ich konnte mich endlich mit etwas anderem beschäftigen Als das, was mich dazu zwingen würde zu reden oder rauszugehen Das ging fast ein Jahr so, bis ich wollte, dass sich was ändert. Ich merkte, dass die Probleme nicht verschwanden Wenn ich mich abkapsel’. Das einzige wovon ich mich lösen sollte Waren nicht die Menschen, sondern von der Wut, die in mir war Von der Wut auf die Welt. Von der Wut auf alles Also schrieb ich. Den Rest kennt ihr selbst Manchmal gucke ich in den Spiegel und frage: “Warum ich?” Dann stell ich mir vor, das Schicksal lächelt mir zu und sagt: “Warum nicht?”

Sierra Kidd