#FIOE things

[fishnoodles]

when im weak to the devil it whispers to tell me to do an entire strokes fanzine. ok

[ayyyez]

I miss asana tobirama and you

It’s funny you messaged me this because I’m coming back into my Naruto founders era and have been storyboarding old ideas to write again. Also going through all my old tumblr things.

(I wrote 2 pages the other day for Asana and Tobirama fic which is massive coming out of years long burn out 😫)

My love for the gremlin trio has been thriving the past 2 weeks (Asana, Tobirama and Madara)

But thanks for the message! I miss it all too and am slowly trying to come back into FIOE and continue. Trying not to come in full force and get burnt out again though!

I hope you are well 💜

[strangedisciple]

the three track thing of ize of the world -> evening sun -> red light on fioe is everything to me and always will be. actually

[rawgreenbeans]

this man fucks severely and he knows it.

[arosetolivefor]

Im watching the making of Under the iron sea and Tim said that Is it any wonder had a "Strokesy" thing when they made the demo eye... Why am i JUST finding out this

It's funny because yesterday I was thinking about the links I could make between that song and Heart in a cage. Idk maybe i just link both albums too bc they came out in the same year

[dong-hyucks]

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[zer0comma]

why out of the blue by julian casablancas is one of the best songs ever written

okay so first of all, happy brthday to phrazes for the young. i can’t believe it’s been 10 years already!!! phrazes for the young is a great and very underappreciated record and i like how the album managed to gather some sort of a cult following during these years. and even tho julian doesn't seem too proud of it, i’m happy that he made it and i don’t think he fully regrets making it either. after all it helped him figure out what he actually wants to do, and it does feel like beginning of of the voidz since the songs are made of a lot of layers like voidz songs especially on tyranny!

now let's talk about the song! i always love talking about this song because i rarely see fans mention it. whenever you ask julian’s fans abt their favorite songs from phrazes, most of them are going to mention river of breaklights or glass or maybe left and right in the dark and it’s understandable because these songs are truly great. but out of the blue is equally great. the song has everything i like about julian's songs: simple yet very beautiful and touching melodies, clever and cynical lyrics with clever twists that tell a story, his deep voice and a catchy and uplifting chorus.

let's start with the beginning. one of my favorite parts in this song is the carnivalesque and fun yet somehow creepy (??) intro. it's one of the best intros ive ever heard honestly and sometimes i can't finish listening to the song because i keep replaying that part!! (you can hear it here). when julian starts singing, his voice sounds very deep and i LOVE it. i really love how he keeps repeating the same lyrics to give the listener an idea on how his feelings of frustration keep evolving and it also paints a great image which is something he's really great at. 

the chorus is one of the catchiest choruses julian has ever written which is probably one of the reasons why he doesn't like this song... but it really showcases his songwriting abilities.it's super interesting how the same man who wrote one of the greatest rock albums of the 2000s can also write such catchy and pop sounding songs with ease!!

this part after the “take all your dreams” part is also very interesting. can you hear how he keeps adding layer after layer? you can also hear this in tyranny, and i really like it because it adds depth to the song and makes it much more interesting and fun to listen to since you can hear a new layer everytime you listen to this song! (here)

this outro right here is what sold the song for me initially. this is what julian does best: writing beautiful melodies. this part makes me so emotional. its sweet and kind of nostalgic with a tinge of hope and i love how different it is from the intro. its really cool how the song progresses!! (here)

now let's talk about the lyrics. overall phrazes is one of his best albums lyrically. it's really poetic and clever and it has some of julian's best lyrics and most of them are personal which is something i really appreciate and this song is no exception. this song is one of the few songs in which julian talks about his experience with  media and fame. he's telling us how frustrated and angry he was and basically making fun of the "cool" image the media painted of him and the strokes back in the day. his feelings of anger and pain can be the result of many things. his relationship with the media and music critics but also his bandmates. the song was written during the fioe tour. it was a hard time for the band. there was a lot of tension and they eventually went on a hiatus and it was basically a big mess :/ (and things got even worse afterwards, thank god they’re doing better now). i also think it has something to do with his alcoholism. the line "and the ones that i made pay were never the ones who deserved it" is probably about how aggressive he was while drunk and how he took out his anger on his friends and bandmates even tho they weren't the reason behind his sadness and frustration. which actually leads us to the chorus!!

“how can you be/so perfect for me/why can’t you ignore/the things i did before”

it's almost like he can't believe he finally found someone who loves him and who's willing to support and help him become better: his wife. however, he’s still afraid that she might remember him as the aggressive and troubled alcoholic he was and not let his past die. he’s also making fun of the media. in here for example, when he says: “yes i know i’m going to hell in a leather jacket” (which is such a cool line), the strokes were associated with leather jackets. hell there’s even an interview in which the interviewer writes a super long paragraph talking about albert’s and fab’s jackets. the media created this image for them and only cared about that image, even more than the music at one time. also the line “at least i’ll be in another world while you’re pissing on my casket” is one of my absolute favorite lines in this song. it’s really ironic how the same people who overhyped them even before their 1st album came out, and created this entire image and scenario and world for them to exist in, are now criticizing them because they didn’t live up to that hype. these lyrics are just so witty and i love that! also i think it's worth mentioning that 9 years later, julian would say the same things in lazy boy. the lyric "jackets are the eyes to the soul" is taken from the same article i was talking about earlier (he also talks about his past self in that song). 

“all that I can do now is sing a song of faded glory/ and all you got to do is sit there, look great, and make them horny/ together we’ll sing songs and tell exaggerated stories/ about the way we feel today, and tonight and in the morning”. these lyrics are also very obvious. they are about how music journalists were trying to paint them in a specific image to fit their story and expectations, and then would attack them when they don't realize these unrealistic and stupid expectations. another fantastic part of the song.

 he ends the song with trying to accept that he can't do whatever he wants to do and just pretend that this is the way it is fo everyone even if it pains him to not bring his plans to life. this was something he talked about before :(

“and take all your fears/ and pretend there all true/ and take all your plans/ and pretend they fell through/ and that's what it's like for most people in this world” this is how he ends the song. it's sounds like no matter how much he's trying to accept it, he still sounds very crushed and disappointed. this part makes me really sad :/ (thankfully he now has a band in which he can whatever he wants).   and also the last line "before they come knocking on my door now"... it's really depressing how the media and music industry are so cruel to those who refuse to play by their rules and bend to their will and so many artists were victims of that, sadly. and what i really love about this part is how its sung over the beautiful and hopeful outro. julian is really really good at writing cheerful and uplifting songs with depressing and pessimistic lyrics. even the chorus has a tinge of regret and fear in it. (also i want to point out how a very depressing and sad song like human sadness has more hope in it than this song like...his mind honestly).

anyway i’m really bad at writing conclusions so yeah i love every part of this song. i love how contradictory the melodies and the lyrics are. it really has almost everything i love about julian's music and i really hope people would give it more attention because it's one of the greatest songs ive ever heard.

[gagtears]

The quotes/phrazes on the FIOE lyric poster

YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE

With a hundred ways to do a dozen things, why not try it all?

JUICEBOX

Thanks for passing the torch...I think it burned my hand, though. Would you like this thing back?

(I couldn't find one for Heart In A Cage)

RAZORBLADE

Vanity can easily overtake wisdom, it usually overtakes common sense! (cries in human sadness)

(None in On The Other Side, but on the image directly next to its lyrics, there's "No one is grown up except those free of desire. - Rumi")

VISION OF DIVISION

'Greed is the inventor of injustice...as well as its current enforcer'

'Who you are vs. who you wish you were: who wins? It was 100,000 years before we figured out what to do with fire. Humans learned how to use fire to cook...100,000 years after they discovered how to make it. Picture cavemen, sitting in front of a fire, eating raw meat for 100,000 years...'

ASK ME ANYTHING

Sharp minds think alike. All you need is in the past.

(Nothing for Electricityscape)

KILLING LIES

If it doesn't start with you, it dies with you.

FEAR OF SLEEP

Fear of the unknown, change, and death

15 MINUTES

The period of earthly life in your greater existence is similar to the 15 minutes of fame you get down here...Everyone gets to share you in a different way And both are dreams

(there's also a little diagram with multiple planes)

IZE OF THE WORLD

Can our mind evolve to be something other than an extension of our animal needs?

EVENING SUN

Religion is never the problem it's the people who use it to gain power

(There's nothing for Red Light)

[sunshineofyourlove1967]

I'm gonna ask the obvious for the band thing: the strokes

aaaaah obviously thank you so so so much!!!

hmm sothe member i want to frick frack: …….not even feeling guilty when i say all of them, but mr long legs valensi has been my main man lately

the song i want to ascend to heaven to: oh god, so many?? mainly i think call it fate call it karma, i literally can’t listen to it without closing my eyes, it feels so intimate to listen to it, the lyrics are bomb and the falsetto at the end……… also heart in a cage, chances and whatever happened is a strong one

favourite album: fioe i guess but leaning strongly towards comedown machine lately, that album grew on me so much!! it’s amazing and the style has something so timeless to it, it makes me nostalgic in a way the previous albums don’t?the lyrics that changed my life: so many again… the chorus to hard to explain tho. the way he sings it, also… it’s so hearbreaking in a sense, that song makes me so happy but so fucking depressed at the same time lmao. also the entirety of ize of the world, that song hits so close to home. i adore julian’s lyrics because they’re so raw and straightforward but also kinda vague enough so you can find different meanings in them and they create the kinda images of situations that are just so? relatable?? and i just love it so so so much

and i LOVE your blog omg, i can’t believe i wasn’t following you until now?? your posts are quality and hilarious and you make me wanna really get into sex pistols and the clash!! i’ve never found time to dig through their stuff….. also the post about your dream about michael jackson and hearing a faint hee hee in the distance slfkjsdfjhk also!! you like and comment on my drawings and i fucking love you for it, thank you so so so much!!!!

i could really ramble about the strokes for ages lmao thank you so much for asking!!!

send me a band and i’ll tell you!!

[remembrance123]

ilovefictionalcharactersblog replied to your link: Soldiers // Prepare // Kill - KageHina - Ch. 20

Hi! I just wanna say that I am super in love with your fic! I usually don’t read AUs (I have a thing for canon compliant stories) but yours is so well written! I want to make a fanart of Hinata and Kageyama in uniform–not their Mark III suits–but I was wondering if it’d be okay with you if I made my own design for a military uniform? I wouldn’t want to draw something you don’t like.

daswefrgthrterwfdwfyjtj. adkopawfka. nO I WOULDN’T MIND AT ALL. I know some other artists have drawn some art of their stuff, but you’re welcome to draw inspiration from them or design your own too!! The fact that my story inspires someone else to make their own design makes maw fioes jgoise gjoisges. Have as much fun as you want!! 

[ayyyez]

Can you do a scenario for tobirama senju? His team asks him about asana, his reaction? Thank you I love fioe

The relationship between Tobirama and Asana was no secret to the village. The seeds of their union were planted long before either of them even comprehended the idea of marrying one another. But those closest to them knew their ideals and personalities were a match the universe had planned. 

Lying in bed, feeling the mattress dip and stir, Tobirama cracks open an eye. He finds Asana sitting upright, furiously reading a scroll. It has only been a few hours since they fell asleep and it is barely dawn now. 

In the soft light Tobirama stares at Asana’s back, arched forward and bare. He observes the bumps and shadows down her spine. The way her sides dip in at the waist then out again at the hips. 

His hand reaches out and strokes it before he comprehends what he is doing. 

‘You should rest a little more.’ 

Her voice is alert and clear. It tells him that she knew he was staring all that time. She always knows. 

Tobirama sits up carefully and rubs his temple in an attempt to wash away the grogginess of the morning. Neither of them slept much these days. They were spreading themselves thin. But it’s nothing new.

His forehead comes to rest on her shoulder. He hums and sighs. Then his lips press down on the soft skin of her back. They linger there a moment before he presses more kiss down her back. 

A sigh leaves her lips. 

‘You may have a little time to spare,’ she says, lightly, ‘but we don’t have time for that. You have a team to train.’

Tobirama pauses. 

‘They can wait.’ 

He presses another kiss to the nape of her neck. 

‘Not very instructive of you, being late.’ She smirks and turns her head toward him. ‘I thought you would practice what you preached.’ 

Tobirama leans forward and captures her lips with his. The kiss is slow and drawn out. He doesn’t want to leave this bed.

 ‘I am the exception to my own rule.’ He murmurs. 

‘Who are you and what have you done with Tobirama Senju?’ 

Tobirama relents with a sigh and allows himself one more kiss before he gets out of bed. He curses himself for setting such an early training time. But his lust filled mind sobers up once he dresses and eats. 

The truth is Tobirama is indeed a firm believer in leading by example. 

The other truth is Tobirama would bend any belief he has for one woman. He is just lucky she would never have him do so for her own benefit. 

Asana sees him off at the door. She presses a deep, longing kiss to his lips, one that assures he will hurry back before she leaves for the hospital. Then she sneaks down to his neck and bites down before she sucks the skin between her lips. 

A mark to assure he knows what he is coming back for. 

Tobirama has to pull himself away before she can tease him further. He bids his farewell and heads to his team. 

It’s hard to keep the smile off his lips when he reaches his team. Even more so when they disappear into the forest to do their training. As he waits he can’t get the image of Asana out of his mind. 

The way her skin seems to glow in the light like beacon, beckoning him toward her. He groans at this thought. Why did he have to fall for someone so intoxicating? And why did she have to keep him sane and drive him mad all at once? 

The cool air blows around him. Then sun begins to rise. It’s not long before his team returns from their warm up drills. 

‘Is Asana at the hospital today?’ One of them ask. 

Tobirama’s expression changes immediately, revealing a frown. 

‘What concern is it of yours?’ He asks. 

‘Because we want to know what Sensei’s wife is like!’ 

‘Yeah how come you never tell us about her!’ 

Tobirama grits his teeth. 

‘Enough.’

‘Hey sensei what’s that on your neck?’ 

This is the moment Tobirama’s heart stops. It’s like cold water had been splashed over him. 

Damn that woman. 

[ayyyez]

Open requests, yes! Could you do a scenario or hc about Asana getting kidnapped and madara having to save her and getting revenge on those who took her and hurt her (obviously in the context where she picks him)? Angst! Maybe some fluff!

a/n: Look I will do this for you because this is a great trope but I need you to understand that Asana is an absolute fkn gremlin and no one will be able to kidnap her and together with Madara they are both wild gremlins so this may not be as angsty as you were expecting because it’s going to be a little different lmao but I hope you enjoy it none the less. Like I know she hasn’t kicked ass in the fic yet but I promise it’s coming and you’ll understand hahaha warnings: violence, kidnapping, ends with fluff

Asana and Madara had an argument. Something about Asana overworking himself and something about Madara being overprotective (clingy). Shots were fired and Asana decided a good walking away from the situation was needed.

So she walked out and continued walking all the way to the perimeter of the village. She heard the assailants before they came. The next thing she knew there was a knife pressed to her throat. “Scream and you die.” 

Wow good job, threatening a shinobi who can regenerate. Asana thought. But she also considered what being kidnapped meant - mainly that she didn’t have to go back home right away.

She shrugged internally and decided to see where this would go. Asana let them take her. They covered her heard with a cloth bag and tied her hands with rope. Amateurs she thought.

As she counted the the distance from the village to their hideout she figured they had only taken her about 3 miles. That would give her some time before anyone would get to her. 

When they removed the bag off her heard she squinted as light shone into her eyes. Taking a few moments to adjust she looked around and saw they were in a cave. 

“What a pain.” She muttered and a man punched her in the cheek. Asana spat on the floor and laughed. “Right into it I see.” she leant her head from side to side. “Not even a question first?” 

“Who are you?” the man asked.

Asana smiled. “You mean you don’t know who you kidnapped?” The man punched her again. Asana sighed, concentrating on not letting her healing abilities activate. She didn’t want to ruin the surprise to quickly. 

“Who are you?” He asked again. 

“Just a poor defenceless woman of the Konohagakure.” She pouted innocently. 

The man frowned and held a knife to her throat. “Tell me everything you know about Hashirama Senju.” 

Asana practically snorted. “Sorry, that kind of threat won’t work on me.” 

This went on for awhile. The man kept asking her questions and Asana kept playing dumb or laughing at his expense. It made him angrier and more violent but Asana didn’t care. 

Then she heard a loud bang followed by a ruckus of muffled fighting somewhere outside the room. “Ah, he is finally here.” Asana smirked and the man looked at her.

Asana focused her chakra at her arms and sliced through the ropes binding her and stood from her chair. “What the--” Asana stood and craned her neck from side to side. Then with her full force she slammed the man across the room, his back hitting the wall with a bang. 

Outside the door she heard something slam against the wall followed by Madara’s voice. “Where is my wife?” Those words alone made Asana smile. 

“Who are you?” The man asked with a groan as he tried to stand. 

“My name is Asana.” 

The man’s eyes widened. Watching as the bruises and marks from the injuries he inflicted began to heal or disappear. She looked down at him with a menacing smile. 

Then Madara burst through the door, Sharingan activated and the darkest look on his face. It immediately softened and filled with concern when he saw Asana. 

“Are you alright?” He was at her side in an instant inspecting her face and gauging her injuries, which now were non existent. 

“Of course,” She smiled, “Despite his best attempts to injure me.” Madara scowled and grabbed the man off the floor, choking him. 

“Do you know who I am?” Madara, asked and the man nodded. “Good then you’ll know how much you’ll suffer.” He put him under a genjutsu and dropped him onto the floor. Then he turned back to Asana. 

He was silent, looking at her through narrowed eyes. “You could get free the whole time?” He asked carefully. Asana bit her lip and shrugged. “Are you telling me,” he began carefully, “That you let yourself get kidnapped so you didn’t have to finish our discussion?” 

Asana did everything she could not to smile. “Of course not.” She took a step toward him. “I wanted to find out what they were up to.” 

“Did you?” He asked. Asana shook her head. “You kind of put a stop to figuring that much out.” Madara shot her and unimpressed look when suddenly she stumbled forward and he caught her.

“Are you alright?” He asked, holding her tight. Asana nodded, “Chakras a little low,” she paused, “Maybe I have been overworking myself.” Madara frowned. “I cannot believe you.” 

Asana gave him an innocent smile. “Take me home?” Madara nodded, scooping her up into his arms. “Will you promise to stay there this time?”  

[ayyyez]

Helloo there! Could I request a soft scenario for Madara about the time he was young and told Asana that he would marry her, with maybe a NSWF countinuation about them having an actual fling that both decided to keep a secret, but still shows they are thirsty for each other!

a/n: yeeees i’m such a simp for these two together omg but I’m doing them as headcanons and like a how they got together sort of thing warnings: 18+ sexual content (nothing graphic) below the cut

They met when they were children. Asana was sent out to heal and Madara was in need of healing. The quarrelled within seconds of knowing each other and for those who knew Madara they knew that was uncommon for him to behave that way in front of a stranger. 

Madara had insisted that he “didn’t need help from a child.” and Asana replied “Then maybe you should stop acting like one.” 

It wasn’t a deadly wound but it was deep enough to need assistance. he had her hands pressed to his side where he was cut by a kunai. 

“Would you stop squirming?” She said, bitterly. Madara couldn’t believe someone, let alone a healer was talking to him in such a manner. “Stop pressing so hard.” He muttered. And Asana pressed even harder. 

Afterwards she gave him a long lecture about keeping it safe from infection, describing-in detail-how he would die a painful, slow death if he didn’t. Safe to say he followed her instructions to a tee. 

Madara didn’t have many injuries after that, at least none that needed attending too anyway but he still saw Asana in the aftermath of battles. And she always inquired after his injury even years later, just to remind him he had one and she knew.

The two started to grow on each other though. Aside from the bickering they had actual conversation and got along pretty well. In fact there’s a lot of things about the world they agree on. 

“We should run away.” They’re sitting by the river when Madara says this. “And do what?” Asana lied down against the bank, looking up at the blue sky. “Get married, have a life far away from this.” Asana snorted at the notion. “I’m serious.” Madara insisted.

Asana took a deep breath. “There’s war everywhere, haven’t you learnt anything?” Madara smirked. “It’s a nice dream though.” Asana hummed. “If you don’t like the world then change it. There’s no point running away.” Madara lied down beside her. 

That was the first moment Madara started fantasising being with her. Honestly that never went away after that. And as they get older the more those thoughts and feelings grew turning into something more. 

He wasn’t sure how it happened but one day they they were talking and the next minute they were kissing. And not just an innocent peck here and there but passionate I need you and I need more grade kissing. 

They would continue to meet up in secret. A enclosed spot in the forest, kissing and pressing each other against the trunk of a tree. Lingering kisses, desperate touches and pulling each other back when they try to leave. It’s their escape from the world. 

Their first time was after a battle. Asana had promised to meet him after and she was late. The fighting finished and then the healing begun. Madara bathed in the river waiting for her. 

When Asana returned she was covered in blood and dirt. They exchanged a look and she began undressing in silence. Then she joined him in the water, washing the muck off her. 

Once she did Madara approached her and looked down at her with an intense look in his eyes. She looked up at him. “I’m tired.” She whispered. “Me too.” He agreed. They were both tired of war, the aftermath, the death. 

Then he kissed her long and drawn out, lips lingering for a moment. Then she was kissing him, her hands running down his chest. His hands pulled her closer. 

Then they were touching each other more and more until they finally had sex on top of their clothes and beneath the moonlight. 

They continued the physical aspect of their relationship for a time. They would constantly argue about the future. There was so much they had to consider. Their clans would never approve. Madara wanted to fight to be together and made of fantasies of it working. Asana was more realistic and knew the future was more than just their relationship. 

They were on and off because of that. Constantly breaking up and reuniting. Asana refused to keep it going when she knew it wasn’t working but Madara kept reeling her back in with his convincing words and touches. 

Before the village and unification they broke it off again. Asana became the leader and so did Madara, she insisted they didn’t have time to indulge in personal matters anymore. 

Their last interaction (although broken up) was when Izuna died. Asana was there and tried to save him but couldn’t. Then she was the one who transplanted the eyes. She tried to talk Madara out of the dark place he was in but ultimately couldn’t. 

They don’t reconnect until after the village is formed. Asana reached out to him first as friend to try and liven him up. Once he livened up he inevitably wanted something more. So they decided to try again in secret.

[ayyyez]

Lmao finally finished another FIOE chapter, just gotta edit it 

[ayyyez]

asana probably got tobirama there for another medical checkup or something like that. except this time the touches lead to more uhhh reaction. tobirama protests but is also madly turned on by the whole setting - I wonder how soundproof the building is 🤔 walking out, looked ruffled as he does - and asana, the Queen, just smirks, smug as fuck. literally.

Okay lowkey I'm already writing what I'm imagining right now eheh 🥵👀

This is different to what I was thinking but I love it! I NEED TO WRITE THIS VERSION TOO OMG! The ever growing to do list just grew even more 😂

Honestly though could you imagine her doing this before they get together 🥵🤭 she starts slow and in safe areas. Then she eases into the dangerous areas every so often to get him like 👀 but also 🤔 the next thing he knows her hand is over his clothed erection and asking "want me to help you with that?" fkn dead oh wow 🤭🥰🤤🤤🤤

Tries to keep composure but its gone the second she touches him eheh.

💖💖💖

[ayyyez]

Thinking about Asana fking Tobirama in her office chair 👀💭🥵