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icharchivist · 3 years

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first: WAHHHHHHHHH 😭😭😭 I got so emotional!!! so emotional!!!! so much that I can’t even do this first second pattern bc I have SO MANY thoughts!!!!!!! I’m writing this in my notes instead of straight into the askbox so u know it’s serious business™

ok so debut night!!! I was like ahah yeah it’s a tragedy whatever it’ll be fun to start out with and then the voice acting was SO good that it knocked me out of the park and I almost cried haha. it’s crazy how good the voice acting in a3 is like I love how the dialogue and voice acting works well together bc like it’s limited but so effective!! u can so very clearly see and understand the style they’re going for. especially like tsumugi’s death scene... the Talent jumped out it really did... uh and ok so. I think I may be a littleeee confused abt the play bc I had always interpreted tasukus last lines as raphael to be like abt his being secretly in love with michael. but now that I’m actually reading the line that’s like oh don’t fall for a human it only ends in misery I know that all too well or whatever... ig the implication is that raphael was in love with another human / the same lady michael was in love with in the play. side note I had to go back and edit the proper names in instead of tasuku and tsumugi lol... but speaking of!! speaking of the voice acting and the play itself I 1) love how blatantly obvious it is when tsumugi goes for that grander, tasuku like style of delivery!! like u could just so easily feel the difference it was wild... and 2) tsuzuru is once again spot on with his writing, lol... I felt that like raphaels inability to save or help michael really parallels how tasuku feels abt tsumugi so well, and it’s wonderful that they r able to resolve things and tasuku can properly compliment him on his acting where the angels fail to do so. it’s very good. and I think the play rly highlights (for me at least) that like. to tasuku, it was tsumugi who was sort of an unreachable existence. like were he to idolize and respect someone’s acting, it would be tsumugi. and I think that like caring carries over into their roles really well, because I think in michael’s love for a human tasuku sees like... tsumugi’s style of acting. the heart that he’d lost while within the god troupe. mb I’m losing my mind a little but ah. the play rly works with their relationship so well!! im very excited to see the other winter ppl get main roles tho—same for all the troupes!!! now this ask is too long so I’ll have to do another part lol

going to start off this second part of the ask abt hisoka bc oh my GOD. hisoka. like I was just thinking “hm where r the winter troupe cgs anyways” and then BAM. hisoka CRYING???? especially since he doesn’t seem that emotional it was a really hard hit!!! and who tf is august.... ok well actually theory time!! skipping ahead to the end theres that note that like mentions December and April and. not to expose my friend but very many years ago (a couple years before a3 was launched, at the very least) she wrote this story where there were like 12 orphan assassins and they were all named after months. I remember the main dude was named dec lol. coupled with my “hisoka is capable of murder” bit? listen.... I’m not saying anything but I’m also not not saying anything if u feel me. also I feel like assassin / thief with mysterious background is a common trope!! that was silver from the pokémon adventures manga too... why is this my reference point lmao. anyways I’m unclear if assassins would make it into a3 but like.... if the yakuza and supernatural stuff makes it in...

okay moving away from conspiracy theories and into emotions!!! the quotes from like EVERY mankai actor before the final production made me SO emo... and yay!!! they won!!!! (though admittedly I almost had a heart attack when no one clapped) but they won!!!! that ending cg!!!! and I adore how sakyo immediately goes after god troupe man (I know his name is reni I just don’t feel like calling him that) for the money lol it’s just so sakyo-like. also I love the lil mixed troupe interactions!! I found the game night ch so fun.... ahh, now I wanna reread that ch since it was so good lol

all in all I was super satisfied ahh!! I am SO excited to start up spring troupe again (HELLO character development!!! and chikage) and I’m even MORE excited to get thru all the act 1 events!!!! as a final note, is there any way to reread or replay the flair conversations? I didn’t want any spoilers for the plays while I was doing the practices for them so I kinda sped thru the first time ahah...

HELLO FRIEND IM SO HAPPY TO GET SUCH A LENGHTY ASK ABOUT WINTER IM LKDJFLKDJFLKFD Winter makes me feel shrimps emotions (i know the whole “shrimps can see more colors than humans can’t comprehend” thing has been disproved but i’m not letting go of that expression, i REALLY feel emotions humans can’t comprehend anymore and i’m going to make it everyone else’s problem)

1) First about the voice acting, rIGHT this is just so fascinating to me!!! I remember after act 2 i came back to reread the main act 1 chapter and i was so thrown out by how GOOD the voice acting was, especially for the first few troupes having to convince you they’re not comfortable or good at acting yet. Winter whole thing is that they’re more subtle and mature and you really feel that with their voice acting, Tsumugi’s voice especially knock it off the park anytime he’s on screen.

2) Second: what does it say about me that i’ve never, ever considered your reading a possibility because i was so set on “oh Raphael you’re in love with Michael sooooo bad you see it as a tragedy already because you can see him throw his life away” i didn’t even consider “maybe Raphael went through that too”. Though i guess if we’re going with that reading i can totally see “The Woman” they let themselves consumed by easily be a representation of acting or even more the God Troupe, with Raphael/Tasuku knowing to step away before it consumes him completely while Michael/Tsumugi, by his love and passion, pushed himself until he broke, which fits and it hurtsssss god Winter plays hits so hard.

3) Third: oh god yeah when Tsumugi goes for Tasuku’s acting it’s just. It makes me SO uncomfortable, i’ve experienced this scene like three times by now and the third time i was just “can i skip it i can’t go through this again i can’t Tsumugi i love you i can’t do this”. It doesn’t match the play at all and it just throws everyone off balance, and Tsumu you could have told theM YOU WANTED TO DO THAT.... god

4) Fourth: I LOVE YOUR READING SO MUCH I LOVE IT I LOVE IT YES YOU’RE RIGHT!!! Just as we follow Tsumugi let his passion consumes him until he breaks, Tasuku’s character arc really jumps out in Raphael, like, everything you say!!! The way Tasuku/Raphael knew how the feelings Tsumugi/Michael felt would hurt him on the long run but he didn’t know what to do about it until it was too late, the regrets and the way Raphael voices his frustrations.... Tasuku struggles to be honest without acting (Tasuku pls i love you) but having such a role really help him expressing all he feels about Tsumugi and i’m HHHH this is so good so so good!!! but yeah i also love that Tasuku finally manages to actually compliment Tsumugi naturally, that he understands he can’t let him destroys himself again and it’s just gnhhhhh Tasuku is so kind and considerate and i care about him so much....!!!

5) Fifth: “i’m losing my mind a little” winter mood, winter mood winter mood- (though every troupe’s mood tbh but Winter is gnhhhhh kdhd hdhjf??? you feel me) (i am BIASED i can’t help it TwT) but yeaH i’m looking forward to see how you react to the others plays because the roller coaster juST BEGUN!!!

Onto part 2... Winter Troupe Chapter Feels... 2!

6) Sixth: DLFJDFKLDF HISOKAAAAAAAAAA I LOVE HIM SO MUCHHHHH. Hisoka crying fucked me up so bad!! so so bad!! Like on my first read i didn’t know what to think of him as he starts out very apathic to his troupe and then the more it goes on the more you can feel he starts to open up and i’m soft for this sort of slow burn, but then this whole scene happened and it HIT ME IN THE FACE, he was crying, i was crying, we were all crying, the Unopening Door opened a flood of emotions i can’t cope with. He sounds SO VULNERABLE during that scene and i know all of the Winter Troupe united on “taking care of him” but that’s really the moment i went “i care you and i will keep taking care of you” and look at me now. Thanks funky little scene for ruining my life. I’m glad you liked it i’m aldhjflkjdfkd Hisokaaaaa.....

7) Seventh: I am not commenting on the theory but 👀 that’s so highly specific your friend has a galaxy brain i love it. and i love the idea of “well we have yakuza and supernatural entity what’s an assassin adding himself to it” dLKFJDLKF i know everyone in Mankai calls Izumi out everytime someone joins but that’d be peak. I’m not going further about what December and August and April are all about but i love this plotline sO much, the few mentions of August when Hisoka regained his memories for a minute still haunts me, the guilt he seems to feel and this pain i’m just... godddd such a good set up. I love this plotline.

8) Eigth: EMOTIONS!! Oh GOD YEAH THE ENDING WITH ALL THE OTHER ACTORS... I cried so hard it’s just. It really shows you it’s not just the culmination of the Winter chapter but of all the act 1 main plot and it really makes you feel how much of a journey you’ve been onto!! A3 is so good at showing you the growth of its characters that especially by the end of Winter you really saw how all of them grew in their respective chapters and how cozy they felt in their new home in the remaining chapters, and the fact this chap has those defining character arc’s lines really drive home “oh my god that was a journey” i love them sO MUCH....

9) Ninth: wE WOOOON!!! They’re all so good i just. i’m gonna cry just thinking about it dlfdjlfk i know like, the game has so many content so you know it can’t end at the end of Winter but the suspense really was there. BUT YEAH LMAO I LOVE SAKYO DOING THAT IMMEDIATLY, man sure has the eyes on the prize and we love him for that. AND THE GAME NIGHT SCENE they are all sO CUTE and sWEET and they’re a family now and i’m hHHHHH i love a3 a normal healthy amount that isn’t just making me cry thinking about how all of them grew so close even through mixed troupes.

10) Tenth: I am SO happy you were satisfied with the plot so far!! I’m genuinely so happy that you decided to take that journey with us and that you shared all of this with me, and i’m so so happy you liked it!! There is still so much content and all of it is so worth it!

11) Eleventh: Yes!! The flair conversations are all readable on the Mini-Chat tab! So they’re easily accessible and they’re sorted in a way that’s easy to read so you can feel comfortable skipping the flairs if you want until you have seen the stories the flairs are all about. They’re all kinda set during the rehearsals (except for some crosstroupe conversation that wouldn’t make sense if they were like how the Summer Troupe talks with the Spring Troupe in their Flairs DKLFJDF but it’s okay what is a timeline anyway) so some of them are set pre-development and it’s wild to get back to them. I love rereading Flairs i get emotional everytime.

ANND That’s it for this ask! i had a blast reading through your thoughts and i’m so happy and excited!! i’ll send you the drive now so you can start digging through it whenever you feel like it :3c good luck grinding for act 2, meanwhile i hope you’ll have fun with all the act 1 events i compiled for you!!

(side note i need to update the drive too but it’s mostly act 2 content anyway, the only two act 1 things i need to update on it is Sakuya’s birthday card i think?? i think Itaru’s is already in act 2 so i’ll try to get around to it eventually but it’s so far away anyway) (edit: i forgot that the three cards i got for the latest revival are from act 1 DLKJFD okay so i’m missing three cards -)

The drive has backstages and event stories and it may be a lot and overwhelming ahah. Focus on the event stories for the plot and go back to the backstages whenever you feel like it, no need to read them at the same time, unless you want to in which case everything is set up for you :3c and there’s a file with cards that aren’t associated to events too so... lots of goodies hanging around. I’ll send it to you in DM ;O

Take care and thank you so much for all your thoughts! my inbox remains wide opened for any others thoughts you may have as you go further into it :3c

#ichafantalks a3 #i love the winter troupe SO MUCH it's unreal this ask made me cry i was just LDKJFDLK WINTER!!!!!!!#i love your thoughts so much thank you for all of it <33 #sonnets-of-beauty #ichareply #long post for ts

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secret-engima · 5 years

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WU-frozen wilds question- one of my favorite frozen wilds quests is the one helping the trio heading south who are making a new werak because of bad shit that happened with their old one- Urkai, Tatai and Tulemak. How’s it go when they meet Bast and Aloy? (And any other frozen wilds WU headcanons you wanna share?)

Ohhh THE BURNING TURKEY’S TROUPE. THEY WERE MAY FAV QUEST IN THAT DLC HANDS DOWN.

-They meet the same way Aloy meets them in Canon, looking for them on behalf of that merchant dude. Bast listens to them for like- 20 seconds and just starts laughing under his breath because HE KNOWS THIS DYNAMIC. This is the “somebody has the Braincell and nobody can find it” dynamic and he lived through it a LOT when he was in the Glaive.

-In general Bast is HIGHLY entertained by these three and Aloy finds them amusing just from Bast’s muttered peanut gallery comments. They still help the trio with their hunts and Bast tries to give them some tips on how to harvest parts (he concludes they are all, for the most part, hopeless within a few minutes but he still tries).

-He will never let the Burning Turkeys thing go.

-EVER.

-Later, post quest, when you can find them in the mainland, Bast will spot them and cheerfully shout, “Yo, Burning Turkeys!” And will have the BIGGEST fox grin on his face when they actually answer to it.

-Actually respects them for their tenacity? Sympathizes hard with why they’re running away from their old werak. I feel like he’s either the one who inspires their name or is just- standing there radiating a gentle pride when Aloy does..

For general Frozen Wilds HCs, not sure what I can say because there is a Very Important Plot Point hidden that I’m planning up there that I can’t spoil but here goes-

-Bast is the one to challenge Aratak to chiefdom. Not because Aloy can’t or anything, Bast knows that she would OWN that challenge, but Aloy HATES the thought of being forced into leadership and Bast at least knows a little bit about ruling from Regis and Sylva and being in the glaive.

-It was Aloy’s idea to go up to the Cut. Bast was leery about the idea until Sylens told them to stop being idiots and focus on their task, at which point he gleefully joined Aloy in climbing to the Cut.

-Bast is, astonishingly, perfectly functional in the cold. Aloy has no idea how her brother can strut around without flinching from the wind, Bast is just like-

-This has nothing on some of the places he’s been to on Eos okay? There’s cold, there’s Cold, and then there’s Sweet Shiva Grant Mercy My Blood is Freezing In My Veins As We Speak and the Cut is definitely not in that third category.

-Bast does not like Ourea at first. He ... doesn’t hate her or anything? But she gives him some vibes that remind him too much of pretentious nobles and religious figures.

-You know that scene where Aloy wins against Aratak and is the new Chief of the Werak and then Ourea INSTANTLY comes in and starts bossing people around like she’s the new chief and expects Aloy to just go with it? Yeah. Yeah that scene. Bast shuts that down pretty freaking fast. The moment Ourea starts trying to bark orders Bast shuts her down with a pointed, “Excuse me, Honored Shaman, but you are not the Chief here, and I did not ask for your opinion at this time.” and Ourea stares at him like she’s been slapped while Bast cooly steps up and starts giving orders like the Prince and Glaive he has been for years. Because Ourea had BAST challenge Aratak rather than doing it herself. BAST is the new chief here and even though he hates it, there’s no way he’s letting Ourea walk all over both his honor and Aratak’s honor by thinking she can force Aratak to acknowledge an outsider as an equal and then turn around and ignore the consequences of PUTTING AN OUTSIDER IN CHARGE.

-You picked your poison Ourea. You strong-armed Bast into this challenge and chieftain-ship, you made Aratak step down from his throne. Now BAST is the one in command here, not you, and if you have any issues with it then you should have thought a little more carefully before trying to trick Bast’s SISTER into doing your dirty work. Good intentions or no.

-Aloy is so freaking proud of her brother. So. Freaking. Proud.

-Aloy is the one who drags them into that Dam quest where you have to drain the water so the girl can play her “instrument”. Aloy thinks it’s very pretty actually, Bast is just- mentally stuck on the fact that the woman is HITTING PIPES to make music but okay. The reverb is nice enough.

-Aloy finds that tinker guy endlessly entertaining. Bast just kinda- groans good-naturedly and rolls his eyes because he knows the type.

-Bast holds Aloy back from answering the door for SEVERAL minutes longer than necessary just to listen to the tinker guy ramble himself into an anxiety corner. (Hey, Bast never said his sense of humor was not warped).

-Bast recognizes the mountain for a VOLCANO right away and for Very Obvious Reasons takes a LOT of convincing from Aloy to go anywhere near it.

-Honestly the only reason he’s going along with this and doing the Chief Challenge is because if he doesn’t Aloy will go off with just Ourea and Bast doesn’t trust this vaguely snobbish and fanatical shaman to guard a rock, let alone his sister.

-Aloy is the one who fixes the Tallneck, Bast is extremely proud of how far Aloy has come in her machining skills.

-They meet that guy in the museum and Bast is honestly as baffled by the statues as the poor Banuk man is, but he’s also 100% certain that Banuk dude is wrong on the wolves being giant foxes and the deer being predators because he KNOWS canines and prey animals and while he doesn’t know those specifically he knows the look. Those deer look like even more poky spiracorn. That wolf is a wild dog or something. There is NO WAY that giant honking bear is an herbivore.

#SE asks #byakko4 asks #Worlds Unseen verse #Secret Engima Rambles

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basically-i-write-shit · 5 years

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Omega verse. Yamaguchi thought he was beta his whole life but during a training camp he finds out he is a late blooming Omega. What sort of drama befalls him from here? (Tsukkiyama is fine or whatever ship your heart tells you to follow)

This is such a MAJOR troupe in omegaverse but I love it fam– I read an ennotna version but it never got completed :/

Yamaguchi Tadashi is not an omega. He’s accepted this. He isn’t an alpha, either. He’s also accepted this. Actually, his whole life, he’d rather be a beta than an alpha or omega anyway; alphas are too aggressive and are always rather stand-offish, and he doesn’t want to be looped in with that. And while he has rather similar qualities to an omega he likes his life as a beta. No competing for alpha’s attention, no having to work a schedule around heats, no worrying about being attacked on his walk home.

So when college comes, he doesn’t think about presenting. He’s definitely not going to. He’s a beta.

“Ugh, I’m both glad and not glad that we get more free time with university. These longer practice hours are killing me.”

“Ah, me too…But training camps aren’t bad! We get time off of school for them.”

“You get to sleep on the beta floor. I have to stay with Bokuto-san and Kuroo-san.” Tsukishima says, rolling his eyes. Tadashi chuckles.

“Hm, they are pretty aggressive, I’ll give you that. But I don’t think they’re as bad as you think, Tsukki.”

Tadashi and Kei are bumping a ball back and forth, just focusing on relaxing after practice. After dinner they would go on for individual training, and Tadashi would wander off while Kei goes to the third gym. And after they were done, they would hang out in the spare dorms that Nekoma university uses for visiting schools;separated on four floors– two for betas, one for omegas, and one for alphas.

Technically curfew is at nine, and by then all respective dynamics should be on their own floors; but, betas can roam around if they want to since there’s no risk of them being attacked, so Tadashi would likely stay on the alpha floor until eleven, messing around with Kei.

Not like– like “messing around” messing around! Not that he needs to say that.

“If you practiced with us, you would know that I’m not overexaggerating.”

Tadashi snorts. “Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah. Why don’t you join us? Tonight?”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” Kei hums. “I know you’re worrying about serves right now, but it wouldn’t hurt for you to get some blocking and spiking in, too, right?”

“I- I guess you’re right, but only if it’s okay with the others…I don’t want to overstep.”

“Ah, there you go with that omega-like personality. It’ll be fine.”

“If you say so, Tsukki!” Tadashi smiles brightly. They hear Yachi calling them for dinner and the ball drops. Tadashi grabs it and they lightly jog to the cafeteria before everyone else eats all of the food. Tadashi is hungrier tonight than usual, and so he loads his plate up a bit more than he would.

“Hey hey hey, Tsukki! We’ll see you in third gym in half an hour, right?”

Kei gives Bokuto a thumbs up, not wanting to yell across the room, and when they finally get near the older alpha in the line he informs him that Tadashi would be joining him, much to the joy of the Fukurodani captain. When dinner ends, Tadashi isn’t feeling too well and he almost tells Kei that he isn’t going to go to practice, but Kei already told Bokuto and he doesn’t want to disappoint.

Besides, the third gym gang wouldn’t go too hard on him, right?

…Wrong.

About half an hour into practicing with Bokuto, Kuroo, Akaashi and Hinata and Kei, Tadashi is sweating a lot more than he’d like to admit, and they’re only just finishing their first three-on-three. He pants, leaning against the wall while he chugs some water. It’s hard to focus, and Tadashi ponders telling Kei that he’s going to go rest– it’s no good to overwork if you feel sick.

“I didn’t think that it would be hard to keep up, since I’ve been doing my own training, but you guys really treat practice like games!”

“It’s not that hard. It’s just been a long week, so I’m sure you’re tired. Besides, alphas always have more stamina, or something…even over betas. It’s annoying, because then I can’t use ‘I’m tired’ as an excuse to get out of practice.”

Tadashi laughs, and that makes Bokuto notice them and bound over. “What’re you guys laughing about? Huh? I wanna know!”

“O- Oh, Bokuto-san, Tsukki just said something funny.”

Now, betas don’t have the best sense of smell, but they can tell the difference between dynamics. But Tadashi’s nose has always been pretty good– and with how close Bokuto ducks, he wishes it wasn’t. Because Bokuto smells of alpha, pure and strong. Kuroo approaches, too– looking purely menacing to Tadashi.

“Oho? We’d love to hear it. He never tells us jokes~” Kuroo sniffs at the air. “Ah, Freckles-kun what body wash do you use? It’s really pretty, Kenma would smell pretty in it.”

There’s something that’s come up a lot lately. For a few months he’s gotten that, it’s weird, considering he hasn’t changed his body wash since before he started going to university.

“I- It’s just a generic brand, I think it’s– I think it’s lavender, but I’d have to check…”

Kuroo hums. “Please do, hm? It’s a good scent, I like it.”

He nods, blushing a bit.

“Thanks.”

Kuroo slaps Tadashi on the back, and he cringes at how rough it is.

“Now let’s get back to practice! Let’s get another round in before curfew!”

Tadashi stumbles back onto the court, wishing he’d told them he was going to bed, because right now he’s feeling like he may pass out.

“Tsukishima, get the block! Yamaguchi, get ready to receive if it goes over–”

Kuroo’s words don’t slur, but they do in Tadashi’s head. He moves behind Kei, prepared to receive the ball, but the ball bounces off of Kei’s hand at a different angle. When he moves to dive for it, he trips over his feet and feels his body fall with a dull thud. Normally he would get up, but his brain and his limbs aren’t matching up. He gasps for air as the air’s knocked out of him, and he hears his name distantly.

Suddenly, as suddenly as he fell, there’s three bodies by his side and two hovering nearby behind them. He groans, lifting his head, eyes bleary.

“Wh- Wha–”

“I think you passed out, Yamaguchi. Are you oka–”

Kuroo’s voice trails off and there he goes sniffing at the air again. He dips closer to Tadashi, and he whimpers, reeling back. He blinks, swallowing thickly, and the scent of all three alphas surrounding him hits him– and suddenly, he feels something slick between his legs and it hits him what’s happening.

“Wh– Wait, I’m– this isn’t–”

A low, guttural growl cuts him off and he whimpers, turning his head as quick as he can towards the source – Kuroo Tetsurou.

“Fuck– I think you’ve hidden something from us, Freckles-kun.”

“I can’t– can’t be– I– I’m a beta–”

“It’s not looking like it, sugar, now why don’t I–”

Bokuto and Kei growl, and before Kuroo’s hand can so far as make it past his knee he’s being hauled up by the alphas, and the two betas in the gym haul him up and away from them. His head spins, and he groans.

“I– I–”

“Shh, Yamaguchi-kun we’re going to take you to the omega dorms, okay?..This is probably scary, but we’ll keep you safe.”

“Akaashi, I’m sending Tsukishima with you. It’s unsafe to send two betas alone with an omega and he’s close to Yamaguchi so he probably won’t try anything. If he does, remember that cool move I showed you! I’m gonna deal with Kuroo-chan, m’kay?”

Kuroo has a black eye already, and the dark look in Bokuto’s eyes has him shuddering.

“Hurry up– curfew is soon, everyone not in bed already will be heading over.”

“Yes, Bokuto-san. We’re on it.” Akaashi lifts him gently by his underarms, pulling an arm around his shoulder so that he can hold Tadashi up. Hinata gets the other side of him, looking pale.

“I- I’ve never seen Kuroo-san so– so scary, and– Bokuto-san–”

“Shh, Bokuto-san won’t hurt Kuroo-san. I know it’s scary to see him so serious, but he takes being an alpha seriously.”

Kei follows behind wordlessly, looking like he might pass out.

Tadashi blinks and he’s in a room, laying in bed. There’s a note next to his phone, promising that his older brother will pick him up and bring him to his dorm room in the morning. He looks at his phone and suchs when he sees it’s only midnight– before another wave of dizziness hits him and he lays his head down on his pillow with a whine, scrubbing at his eyes

This can’t be happening. It can’t. He’s not an omega, he’s a beta– an eighteen year old doesn’t just suddenly present as a dynamic! It’s no way!

Of course he’s read about omegas who don’t get their first heats because of stress on time of presenting, but that’s definitely not him. It’s not.

The door opens, and Tadashi squints. He can’t see who it is exactly, through the silhouette the light from the hall gives. “Yamaguchi?..You awake?”

“Tsukki?..”

“Ah, no, sorry…he’s asleep. He was up until just an hour or so ago, guarding the door. It’s usually not allowed, but omegas in heat are a rare exception."

The door closes and the lights flick on, revealing a grinning Bokuto Koutarou.

“Do you want me to bring you up some water? Food?”

“No, I- I’m fine--” He groans, turning over to his side and buries his face in the pillows. “You were so c- calm, earlier...thank you for protecting me earlier, and making sure I was safe...”

“Oh, it’s no problem! I’m glad you’re safe.” He kneels down at Tadashi’s side and pulls a water bottle and candy bar from his pocket. “Eat, or your heat’s gonna really be sucky.”

“I don’t wanna...” He mumbles-- his nose catches Bokuto’s scent and he whimpers. “I...Bokuto-san?..Can I ask an inappropriate question?..”

“Shoot.” Bokuto grins.

“Why aren’t you affected by this?..You should be reacting just like Kuroo-san did, especially with how long I’ve been in heat already...”

“Oh, I’m affected by you, Yamaguchi-kun. I just respect you, and don’t want you to do something you regret. Besides-- you like Tsukki!”

“Ts-- Tsukki? H-- Bokuto-san, Tsukki is like my brother. I would never.” Tadashi actually laughs at that, but it quickly turns into a moan and he covers his mouth.

Bokuto’s cheeks are bright red, and he can’t tell if it’s because of embarrassment or because Tadashi’s finally getting to him.

“A- And I think...I wouldn't regret it if you helped out a little bit. If-- If you want..!”

“Hm. You sure?”

“Positive.”

“Then...” Bokuto kisses Tadashi’s forehead. “You’ll agree when you’re not high on hormones.”

Stands, leaving the water bottle and candy bar next to Tadashi’s bedside.

“But hey, there’s a toy in the box in the closet I know the guys down the hall bought for you, and here--” Bokuto slips off his shirt and tosses it to him. “If you still feel like that in the morning get my number from Tsukki, hm?”

And that’s when Tadashi decides that he wants to mate Bokuto Kotarou one day.

#haikyuu!!#bokuto kotarou #yamaguchi tadashi #tadashi yamaguchi #omegaverse #bokuto koutaro

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Naruto Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Senju Hashirama/Uzumaki Mito Characters: Uchiha Madara, Senju Hashirama, Senju Tobirama, Uzumaki Mito, Original Uchiha Character(s) Summary:

In any other situation, the frequent lulls in conversation would have been concerning. Madara was a fast burning fire, loud and grumbly, snappy, rarely so quiet, so subdued. But Hashirama knew, all too well, what he was feeling.

Or: A mission goes horribly wrong, and Madara seeks out his friend for comfort.

Perhaps Hashirama should’ve been more concerned that someone had broken into his house. As it was, however, he just found himself groaning, gently tossing the covers off. At Mito’s groggy mumbling, he gave a quick kiss to her cheek, mumbling something out himself that he hoped resembled “I’ll take care of it, go back to sleep.” She waved him off, and he stiffly stumbled out of their room, mind barely awake enough to bemoan his bones cracking.

He blinked, squinting at the lights on in his living room - lights he was positive he turned off before turning in for the night. There was also a mass of wild black hair taking up most of his sofa that was definitely new, as well as a pile of red armor just inside the doorway. Since his mind was being extra slow to spite him, it took until he saw the gunbai resting against his door to recognize who had invaded his home.

His first coherent thought was that it’s two in the morning.

His second was that the bottle Madara was clutching to his chest was his good sake.

His third thought, which quickly overrode the other two, was that Madara had been due back from his mission two weeks ago. That one woke him up enough to recognize the situation for what it was.

Having a strong suspicion it was going to be a long night - morning? Hashirama wandered into the kitchen, making himself a strong cup of coffee before heading back to his best friend, seating himself on a cushion right in front of the couch.

After half a cup of black sludge, just the way he liked it, and several minutes of eying the Uchiha’s back, Hashirama finally spoke up. “Wanna talk about it?”

Madara’s usual gruff voice was strangely quiet when he simply said no - likewise he sounded oddly sober, considering the nearly empty sake bottle in his hands.

Hashirama sighed inaudibly, deciding to busy himself with a book - a fantasy novel Tobira had picked up for him, one about the kami and nature spirits, truly fascinating stuff - knowing that pestering his friend wouldn’t do any good.

It was another hour, and several thrilling chapters later, before Madara started talking, his back still turned to his friend, voice slightly muffled by the soft back of the couch.

“It was his first mission outside the village. It should’ve been simple - it was supposed to be. And I…” Madara swallowed heavily, then fell silent once more.

Hashirama put his book down, folding the corner of his page in the way that made his otouto want to rip his hair out. He turned to the clearly distraught man behind him, clearing his throat and making sure to put just enough authority in his voice to allow the Uchiha situational distance. “I’ll need a full mission report, Madara.”

The man twitched, seeming to consider something, before exhaling deeply and sitting up, putting the sake on the kotatsu before beginning his report.

Being the Hokage, Hashirama did his best to listen impassively as his friend spoke. He had taken a younger Uchiha - Saito-kun, if the brunet remembered correctly - on a routine courier mission on the eastern border of Fire Country. The mission itself had gone just fine, completed a day ahead of schedule, scrolls reaching their destination with no problem.

As they were headed back, however, was where they ran into trouble.

“I’ve never seen Kumo troupes this far east.” His voice had turned grim, the ease of routine reporting fading away as his coal gaze turned distant. “They were trained well, warriors without a doubt. Against that many soldiers…”

He trailed off. After a few minutes of staring into the middle distance, it was clear to Hashirama that he wasn’t going to start back on his own. The Senju fidgeted a bit, pursing his lips - he was going to sound like an ass no matter how he asked this, he knew, but it was literally his job to know.

“Did he fall in battle?”

The huffs of laughter he received were both surprising and lacking any humor. “If only. That would’ve been better.” His voice was quiet, near indiscernible at the end, before he cleared his throat and continued. Both men pretended not to notice how full his eyes were, how strained his voice sounded.

On a normal day, Madara would have had no problem taking on a platoon of Kumo soldiers - even as skilled as they were, even as numerous. But he was preoccupied watching his companion, and injured from a mission earlier that week; injuries that weren’t life threatening perhaps, and easily ignored during a courier mission, but a hassle to deal with in an actual battle.

Half the group had retreated mid-battle, leaving the rest to fall by Madara’s gunbai. It took longer than usual, but he felled them nonetheless, no new wounds to show for it.

When he turned around to check on his kin, he realized his error.

“It took a week to track them, all the way to Kumo,” his voice was low, the calm tone doing nothing to fool either of them. It was laced with sorrow and guilt. He allowed his head to hand forward, black mane falling to obscure his face. “I…I could barely recognize what they’d left of him…”

After a short pause, he cleared his throat, straightening his back up, doing his best to keep his tone professional. “I don’t know how much information they got from him, but he knew little to begin with. His clearance level was nonexistent, and his position within the clan was low.” He added, as an afterthought, “Though he had yet to awaken the sharingan, I managed to secure his eyes after four days of searching.”

A pregnant silence between them. Just as Hashirama was about to speak, Madara took a deep, shaky breath, pushing ink-black hair out of his face. He didn’t bother to hide the hurt in his voice. “He looked so much like Jiro.”

To hear that name was more than a little shocking. Hashirama had heard it only once before, years ago - Madara rarely brought up his late siblings, the wounds still fresh to all who had lost loved ones in the war. He watched the Uchiha curl back onto his side, wild black locks once more being the prominent view.

“Have you told his family yet?”

“Hitomi-san didn’t want him to fight. Didn’t want him to serve and die like his father had.” Madara turned just enough to face him, meeting his gaze for the first time that night. “How do I tell her, Hashi? How do I look her in the eye, and tell her I failed him?”

Hashirama studied the coal eyes, keeping his gaze steady, voice calm and sincere. “We failed her.”

“We?” A small frown, eyebrows crunching together. Hashirama gave him a sad smile.

“I promised an end to pointless bloodshed, to small graves. I failed her, just as much as you did.” He patted his friend’s shoulder, resting his hand there, squeezing ever so slightly. “You don’t have to do this alone.”

When Madara didn’t argue, Hashirama stood up, reaching out and pulling his friend up with him. “We’ll tell her in the morning. Come on, you need some rest. You look awful.” Madara just nodded wearily, allowing himself to be lead down the hallway - but making sure to turn off the lights as they went.

Tobirama honestly wasn’t that surprised to wake up to his brother crawling into his futon with him, used to it after literal decades of living with the Senju’s notorious leech. He was, however, a least a little shocked to have the Uchiha hedgehog shoved against his side. But, after a moment of blinking groggily at the dark invading blobs, he just closed his eyes and cuddled up to the warmth, deciding it was still much too early to bother caring.

Madara fell asleep quickly enough, sandwiched between the two Senju brothers. He was more than happy to forget his troubles until the sun came up.

#fanfiction #old work #mywriting #madara #hashirama #tobirama #madatobi if you squint really hard #kinda pre-slash but never continued #also on ao3 #tobirama puts up with idiots #inktober 2018

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Travis Scott: Hip-Hop's King of Chaos

We follow hip-hop sensation Travis Scott on tour, as he masterminds wild shows, works on new music in his bus and FaceTimes girlfriend Kylie Jenner.Ahmed Klink/ © Sunday Afternoon

Travis Scott bursts into his dressing room on a scooter, trailing assorted entourage and radiating the rich aroma of good weed. He makes for a catering table lined with Fruit Roll-Ups, Honey Buns, Lucky Charms and – for good measure – two bottles of Don Julio 1942 tequila. He's at the Oracle Arena in Oakland, about to face a sold-out crowd. "Let's get this bitch turnt!" he yells at no one in particular, letting the scooter fall to the carpet. Scott's manager, David Stromberg, brings Scott's attention to a dry-erase board, tucked behind a curtain, where a basketball play has been diagrammed in marker. Oracle is home to the Golden State Warriors, and Stromberg says that the Cleveland Cavaliers used this space as their locker room during the finals in June. The diagram, titled "BRON ISO," contains LeBron James–centric directives such as "KYRIE PASS IT" and "JR GET THE FUCK OUT THE WAY." "This is, like, the last thing Tyronn Lue wrote," Stromberg says, referring to the Cavs' coach. Scott, taking it in, laughs hard. " 'Get the fuck out the way!' " he cries.

Watch Travis Scott's New Short Film Featuring Kanye West, Puff Daddy

Seth Rogen, Migos' Quavo, producer Mike Dean and more make cameos in 'La Flame'

He's winding down a 20-show tour opening for Kendrick Lamar. Originally from Houston, Scott rolled into the Bay Area early this morning, following a show in Vancouver. He spent all of today holed up on his bus, he tells me, working on new tracks that might wind up on his next album: "Just chillin', recording. Formulating a story, the picture I'm trying to paint. It's fun making music on the road – I got a whole studio bus." He plops down on a couch, gets lost in his phone. "The energy's been a little strange show-to-show on this tour," Stromberg says. "I mean, Travis brings the energy, but there's been seating at every show. He wants to get his fans onstage and get them to stage-dive – but there's chairs." He theorizes that "it's a numbers thing – I think you can sell more tickets when you do seats than when you do general admission." Scott says, "I can't speak to that," but confirms that he prefers the unmanaged vibe of a big, chair-free pit, where crowds can more readily cut loose: "Pffft," he says. "I'm never doing a tour with seats again." "Travis' fans are a little younger," Stromberg continues. "Kendrick's are a little older, and they're here for" – he throws up air quotes – " 'real hip-hop.' "

Stromberg is drawing a distinction between Lamar's dense, classicist virtuosity and what Scott does best, which is different: deliver simple, beguiling phrases about partying and drugs in an Auto-Tuned singsong over hard-edged, low-lit beats. It's a style you hear everywhere in hip-hop these days, from Migos to Future. It's also a style that Scott – whose debut mixtape, Owl Pharaoh, came out in 2013, the same year he worked behind the scenes with Kanye West on Yeezus – helped pioneer.

Scott has been on a roll ever since. He's dating Kylie Jenner. (And, it turns out, having a kid with her, according to TMZ reports published after our interview.) He has co-written or co-produced songs not only with West but also Rihanna (whom he's also rumored to have dated) and Madonna. His albums Rodeo and Birds in the Trap Sing Mc-Knight mix pop impulses – honeyed, hypnotic hooks – with irregular structures and droning flows that verge on avant-garde. Both are platinum, and they've both produced platinum singles, like the narcotic "Antidote" and the Lamar-assisted "Goosebumps."

Scott has also become known for a live show so raucous that – if you believe law enforcement, anyway – it's literally criminal. He was arrested this past May, after a show in Rogers, Arkansas, on charges of inciting a riot for encouraging fans to rush the stage. Police say that several people were injured, among them a security guard and a cop. (Scott, who pleaded not guilty, faced similar charges in 2015 following a concert in Chicago.) Shortly before the Arkansas show, Scott encouraged a fan at a New York concert to jump down from a second-floor balcony, before ordering audience members to form a human net to catch him. A different fan fell from the third-story balcony and reportedly wound up with a broken leg, but charges weren't filed.

When I ask Scott if the Arkansas incident has changed his behavior onstage, he answers without a moment's thought. "It hasn't," he says. "People gotta understand, sometimes shit gets out of control. I'm not trying to cause no harm – I just perform." He thinks for a second, then muses about a potential solution: getting even more popular than he already is. "I think I just gotta get into bigger spaces, have more space to get it in. Try to prevent some of that shit. I just wanna bring the stage to, like, the masses. I feel I have a show for the masses. It's probably at a point now where your uncle might know Travis, you know?"

Scott with girlfriend Kylie Jenner.Bob Levey/Getty Images

On one hand, Scott has taken such troubles as a publicity opportunity. After the Arkansas arrest, he sold fans a limited-edition T-shirt printed with his mug shot and the slogan "Free the rage." (Scott likes the word "rage," whether he's describing a cathartic onstage outlet or calling his devotees "ragers.") But there's an element of the negative attention that he doesn't like, too. "I wanna be recognized for some of the good shit I do," he says. Such as, he goes on, the enormous animatronic eagle that he had commissioned for his live shows, which looks a bit like a Henson creation, and which he rides above the stage, wings beating. "Man, I got a flying bird out here!" he says. "Name someone that's 25 doing that shit."

There's something childlike about Scott. The Rodeo album art and the music video for his single "90210" featured a poseable Travis Scott action figure. (In an un-childlike detail, it engages in some graphic action-figure boning before the video's through.) You can buy the action figure yourself, although the original run sold out, which means shelling out hundreds of dollars for one on eBay.

Scott says he was inspired to make the animatronic bird after he paid a visit to Legoland in San Diego. He's a big theme-park fan, to the extent that he's also been to the Denmark Legoland and titled his next album AstroWorld after a now-defunct park he used to visit in Texas. "It had a Dungeon Drop, Greezed Lightnin', Superman," he recalls. "It was a way of life – fantasies, imagination." AstroWorld doesn't have a confirmed release date yet, but Scott says that whenever the accompanying tour happens, he wants his concerts to double as bona-fide amusement parks, with rides encircling him as he performs. "I don't know why it hasn't been done already – I think people just don't do shit. Who makes stages these days that are cool?"

Scott was born Jacques Webster – his stage name was inspired by an uncle – and grew up in Missouri City, a middle-class Houston suburb. His father was an entrepreneur, his mother an Apple employee. When Scott was three years old, his dad bought him his own drum kit, which he played, as well as the piano, before quitting the latter, deciding that it couldn't help him get girls, whereas drum skills, which translated to beatmaking, would. As he puts it, "I was trying to fuck bitches, make beats, get fresh."

In high school, Scott acted in a local theater troupe. "I was a thespian, bruh," he recalls. "I was in this play Kiss Me, Kate – you heard of that? I did Oliver! I love that type of shit. I love drama." Scott's current DJ, Chase B, tells me they have been friends "since we were nine," adding that Scott "was a super-creative kid. When he acted in plays, he would always be the lead – that charisma was already showing through."

Scott's mug shot from this arrest in May.Rogers Police Department

Today, Scott directs his own music videos, a predilection he ties to a lifelong love of auteurs like John Hughes, Quentin Tarantino and Robert Rodriguez. "My favorite movie was The Breakfast Club," Scott says. "You ever seen Spy Kids? Nigga, that shit is crazy." When it came to music, his early hip-hop influences were flashy New Yorkers like Mase and Cam'ron. They gave way to Kid Cudi and West, who pushed contemporary hip-hop's emotive and melodic quotients into overdrive and eventually inspired Scott to bring grit, pain and darkness to his own music. (He also lists Portishead, Björk, Coldplay and the Sex Pistols among his favorite acts.)

Describing a category-busting creative ambition today, Scott says he wants to try his hand at architecture. He has a dream of studying it at Harvard. Which architects does he admire? "I honestly check for no one," he says. "I'm a master of my own imagination. I go off my own shit. I'm not into deep study – all that, like, reading? That's how shit ends up looking like someone else's shit." He smiles. "You ever see pictures in your head? I be having that all day. It's like a museum. That's why I don't do too many drugs, because my brain would explode. I'm my own drug. If I bleed and someone licked my blood, it's like liquid MDMA – know what I'm saying?"

You get a sense of what he's talking about when he takes the Oracle stage tonight, mounting his eagle and soaring high above the crowd, and shrieking, "My name is Travis Scott, and I like to fucking rage!" Stromberg, standing beside me in the center of the floor, says that in their ideal version of the show "the bird would be flying directly over the crowd," though the insurance logistics have proved insurmountable. Still, Scott likes pushing up against the constraints he's been given: "Security, we not stopping the fans from having fun tonight!" Scott bellows. "It's time to stand on top of these motherfucking chairs!"

Back in his dressing room some 45 minutes later, he tears his sweaty T-shirt off and stalks the floor, revved up. He walks over to a fridge, cracks a Powerade and chugs it. Stromberg pops his head in the doorway to announce a visitor. "Jack Dorsey, the CEO of Twitter, would like to say hi." Dorsey, dressed in a Bieberish ensemble of skinny jeans and extra-long T-shirt, enters. "I didn't think I'd ever meet you," Scott tells him.

"f I bleed and someone licked my blood, it's like liquid MDMA," Scott says.Christopher Polk/Getty Images

"Thanks for your music – and for using Twitter," says Dorsey.

"What you got going on tonight?" Scott asks.

"This," Dorsey replies.

"Nigga, Kendrick be going brazy," Scott observes.

"... Yes," Dorsey tentatively agrees.

After Dorsey leaves with some complimentary merch, Scott FaceTimes Jenner. The two have kept the details of their relationship under wraps, but butterflies seem to be part of it: They both got matching butterfly tattoos; his newest single, which makes numerous seeming allusions to Jenner, is called "Butterfly Effect"; and he recently bought her a reported $60,000 diamond chain, shaped like the insect, for her birthday.

Her face pops up on his iPhone screen, nestled into a pillow. "I just got offstage," he tells her. "I miss you. I love you."

"How was it?" she asks. "Good. I'm tired. I smoked a lot of weed."

Members of Scott's entourage start loudly poking fun at Stromberg – apparently there was some sort of pushup challenge earlier, and some of the guys have jokes about his abilities. The clowning distracts Scott, who puts Jenner on mute so he can more fully partake. "Did you put me on mute?" she asks. "Nah, I didn't put you on mute – it was just a sound delay," he says, chuckling. Someone likens Stromberg's pushup style, absurdly, to that of Mr. Potato Head, at which point Scott cracks up, falls to the floor, drops the phone, keeps laughing – and then seemingly forgets about the call. A minute later, he stuffs the phone into his pocket. I can see that Jenner is still connected. He directs his crew to the tour bus. It's a nine-hour drive to Las Vegas, site of tomorrow's show. "Let's roll out!" Scott cries, and they're gone.

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We follow hip-hop sensation Travis Scott on tour, as he masterminds wild shows, works on new music in his bus and FaceTimes girlfriend Kylie Jenner.Ahmed Klink/ © Sunday AfternoonTravis Scott bursts into his dressing room on a scooter, trailing assorted entourage and radiating the rich aroma of good weed. He makes for a catering table lined with Fruit Roll-Ups, Honey Buns, Lucky Charms and – for good measure – two bottles of Don Julio 1942 tequila. He's at the Oracle Arena in Oakland, about to face a sold-out crowd. "Let's get this bitch turnt!" he yells at no one in particular, letting the scooter fall to the carpet. Scott's manager, David Stromberg, brings Scott's attention to a dry-erase board, tucked behind a curtain, where a basketball play has been diagrammed in marker. Oracle is home to the Golden State Warriors, and Stromberg says that the Cleveland Cavaliers used this space as their locker room during the finals in June. The diagram, titled "BRON ISO," contains LeBron James–centric directives such as "KYRIE PASS IT" and "JR GET THE FUCK OUT THE WAY." "This is, like, the last thing Tyronn Lue wrote," Stromberg says, referring to the Cavs' coach. Scott, taking it in, laughs hard. " 'Get the fuck out the way!' " he cries. RelatedWatch Travis Scott's New Short Film Featuring Kanye West, Puff Daddy Seth Rogen, Migos' Quavo, producer Mike Dean and more make cameos in 'La Flame' He's winding down a 20-show tour opening for Kendrick Lamar. Originally from Houston, Scott rolled into the Bay Area early this morning, following a show in Vancouver. He spent all of today holed up on his bus, he tells me, working on new tracks that might wind up on his next album: "Just chillin', recording. Formulating a story, the picture I'm trying to paint. It's fun making music on the road – I got a whole studio bus." He plops down on a couch, gets lost in his phone. "The energy's been a little strange show-to-show on this tour," Stromberg says. "I mean, Travis brings the energy, but there's been seating at every show. He wants to get his fans onstage and get them to stage-dive – but there's chairs." He theorizes that "it's a numbers thing – I think you can sell more tickets when you do seats than when you do general admission." Scott says, "I can't speak to that," but confirms that he prefers the unmanaged vibe of a big, chair-free pit, where crowds can more readily cut loose: "Pffft," he says. "I'm never doing a tour with seats again." "Travis' fans are a little younger," Stromberg continues. "Kendrick's are a little older, and they're here for" – he throws up air quotes – " 'real hip-hop.' " Stromberg is drawing a distinction between Lamar's dense, classicist virtuosity and what Scott does best, which is different: deliver simple, beguiling phrases about partying and drugs in an Auto-Tuned singsong over hard-edged, low-lit beats. It's a style you hear everywhere in hip-hop these days, from Migos to Future. It's also a style that Scott – whose debut mixtape, Owl Pharaoh, came out in 2013, the same year he worked behind the scenes with Kanye West on Yeezus – helped pioneer. Scott has been on a roll ever since. He's dating Kylie Jenner. (And, it turns out, having a kid with her, according to TMZ reports published after our interview.) He has co-written or co-produced songs not only with West but also Rihanna (whom he's also rumored to have dated) and Madonna. His albums Rodeo and Birds in the Trap Sing Mc-Knight mix pop impulses – honeyed, hypnotic hooks – with irregular structures and droning flows that verge on avant-garde. Both are platinum, and they've both produced platinum singles, like the narcotic "Antidote" and the Lamar-assisted "Goosebumps."Scott has also become known for a live show so raucous that – if you believe law enforcement, anyway – it's literally criminal. He was arrested this past May, after a show in Rogers, Arkansas, on charges of inciting a riot for encouraging fans to rush the stage. Police say that several people were injured, among them a security guard and a cop. (Scott, who pleaded not guilty, faced similar charges in 2015 following a concert in Chicago.) Shortly before the Arkansas show, Scott encouraged a fan at a New York concert to jump down from a second-floor balcony, before ordering audience members to form a human net to catch him. A different fan fell from the third-story balcony and reportedly wound up with a broken leg, but charges weren't filed. When I ask Scott if the Arkansas incident has changed his behavior onstage, he answers without a moment's thought. "It hasn't," he says. "People gotta understand, sometimes shit gets out of control. I'm not trying to cause no harm – I just perform." He thinks for a second, then muses about a potential solution: getting even more popular than he already is. "I think I just gotta get into bigger spaces, have more space to get it in. Try to prevent some of that shit. I just wanna bring the stage to, like, the masses. I feel I have a show for the masses. It's probably at a point now where your uncle might know Travis, you know?"Scott with girlfriend Kylie Jenner.Bob Levey/Getty ImagesOn one hand, Scott has taken such troubles as a publicity opportunity. After the Arkansas arrest, he sold fans a limited-edition T-shirt printed with his mug shot and the slogan "Free the rage." (Scott likes the word "rage," whether he's describing a cathartic onstage outlet or calling his devotees "ragers.") But there's an element of the negative attention that he doesn't like, too. "I wanna be recognized for some of the good shit I do," he says. Such as, he goes on, the enormous animatronic eagle that he had commissioned for his live shows, which looks a bit like a Henson creation, and which he rides above the stage, wings beating. "Man, I got a flying bird out here!" he says. "Name someone that's 25 doing that shit." There's something childlike about Scott. The Rodeo album art and the music video for his single "90210" featured a poseable Travis Scott action figure. (In an un-childlike detail, it engages in some graphic action-figure boning before the video's through.) You can buy the action figure yourself, although the original run sold out, which means shelling out hundreds of dollars for one on eBay. Scott says he was inspired to make the animatronic bird after he paid a visit to Legoland in San Diego. He's a big theme-park fan, to the extent that he's also been to the Denmark Legoland and titled his next album AstroWorld after a now-defunct park he used to visit in Texas. "It had a Dungeon Drop, Greezed Lightnin', Superman," he recalls. "It was a way of life – fantasies, imagination." AstroWorld doesn't have a confirmed release date yet, but Scott says that whenever the accompanying tour happens, he wants his concerts to double as bona-fide amusement parks, with rides encircling him as he performs. "I don't know why it hasn't been done already – I think people just don't do shit. Who makes stages these days that are cool?"Scott was born Jacques Webster – his stage name was inspired by an uncle – and grew up in Missouri City, a middle-class Houston suburb. His father was an entrepreneur, his mother an Apple employee. When Scott was three years old, his dad bought him his own drum kit, which he played, as well as the piano, before quitting the latter, deciding that it couldn't help him get girls, whereas drum skills, which translated to beatmaking, would. As he puts it, "I was trying to fuck bitches, make beats, get fresh." In high school, Scott acted in a local theater troupe. "I was a thespian, bruh," he recalls. "I was in this play Kiss Me, Kate – you heard of that? I did Oliver! I love that type of shit. I love drama." Scott's current DJ, Chase B, tells me they have been friends "since we were nine," adding that Scott "was a super-creative kid. When he acted in plays, he would always be the lead – that charisma was already showing through." Scott's mug shot from this arrest in May.Rogers Police DepartmentToday, Scott directs his own music videos, a predilection he ties to a lifelong love of auteurs like John Hughes, Quentin Tarantino and Robert Rodriguez. "My favorite movie was The Breakfast Club," Scott says. "You ever seen Spy Kids? Nigga, that shit is crazy." When it came to music, his early hip-hop influences were flashy New Yorkers like Mase and Cam'ron. They gave way to Kid Cudi and West, who pushed contemporary hip-hop's emotive and melodic quotients into overdrive and eventually inspired Scott to bring grit, pain and darkness to his own music. (He also lists Portishead, Björk, Coldplay and the Sex Pistols among his favorite acts.) Describing a category-busting creative ambition today, Scott says he wants to try his hand at architecture. He has a dream of studying it at Harvard. Which architects does he admire? "I honestly check for no one," he says. "I'm a master of my own imagination. I go off my own shit. I'm not into deep study – all that, like, reading? That's how shit ends up looking like someone else's shit." He smiles. "You ever see pictures in your head? I be having that all day. It's like a museum. That's why I don't do too many drugs, because my brain would explode. I'm my own drug. If I bleed and someone licked my blood, it's like liquid MDMA – know what I'm saying?" You get a sense of what he's talking about when he takes the Oracle stage tonight, mounting his eagle and soaring high above the crowd, and shrieking, "My name is Travis Scott, and I like to fucking rage!" Stromberg, standing beside me in the center of the floor, says that in their ideal version of the show "the bird would be flying directly over the crowd," though the insurance logistics have proved insurmountable. Still, Scott likes pushing up against the constraints he's been given: "Security, we not stopping the fans from having fun tonight!" Scott bellows. "It's time to stand on top of these motherfucking chairs!"Back in his dressing room some 45 minutes later, he tears his sweaty T-shirt off and stalks the floor, revved up. He walks over to a fridge, cracks a Powerade and chugs it. Stromberg pops his head in the doorway to announce a visitor. "Jack Dorsey, the CEO of Twitter, would like to say hi." Dorsey, dressed in a Bieberish ensemble of skinny jeans and extra-long T-shirt, enters. "I didn't think I'd ever meet you," Scott tells him."f I bleed and someone licked my blood, it's like liquid MDMA," Scott says.Christopher Polk/Getty Images"Thanks for your music – and for using Twitter," says Dorsey. "What you got going on tonight?" Scott asks. "This," Dorsey replies. "Nigga, Kendrick be going brazy," Scott observes."... Yes," Dorsey tentatively agrees. After Dorsey leaves with some complimentary merch, Scott FaceTimes Jenner. The two have kept the details of their relationship under wraps, but butterflies seem to be part of it: They both got matching butterfly tattoos; his newest single, which makes numerous seeming allusions to Jenner, is called "Butterfly Effect"; and he recently bought her a reported $60,000 diamond chain, shaped like the insect, for her birthday. Her face pops up on his iPhone screen, nestled into a pillow. "I just got offstage," he tells her. "I miss you. I love you." "How was it?" she asks. "Good. I'm tired. I smoked a lot of weed."Members of Scott's entourage start loudly poking fun at Stromberg – apparently there was some sort of pushup challenge earlier, and some of the guys have jokes about his abilities. The clowning distracts Scott, who puts Jenner on mute so he can more fully partake. "Did you put me on mute?" she asks. "Nah, I didn't put you on mute – it was just a sound delay," he says, chuckling. Someone likens Stromberg's pushup style, absurdly, to that of Mr. Potato Head, at which point Scott cracks up, falls to the floor, drops the phone, keeps laughing – and then seemingly forgets about the call. A minute later, he stuffs the phone into his pocket. I can see that Jenner is still connected. He directs his crew to the tour bus. It's a nine-hour drive to Las Vegas, site of tomorrow's show. "Let's roll out!" Scott cries, and they're gone.Let's block ads! (Why?)Posted from: this blog via Microsoft Flow.

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