#Kye don’t look

[plutoniclol]

i just noticed this and like, yeah how are people seeing what delilah’s doing as abuse..? /lh

like, it’s like when a kid gets a vaccine and theyre screaming and crying because they’re afraid and stuff. it’s not the parents’ fault theyre like that, theyre trying to help the kid.

there’s a huge difference between abuse and getting hurt from help. delilah was trying to help astro but astro was hurting from the fall. it doesn’t make her an inherently bad person just because of that.

Im glad people left these tags because ive had a few people call delilah "abusive" and i really never intended for the comic to come off that way

Astro's fall was a complete mistake. It wasnt shown in the comic, but id imagined that the kid who knocked him over was scolded by his parents afterwards.. he was just a kid getting excited As Kids Do and did something impulsive and ended up hurting astro. His parents werent neglective or entitled either, it was just a kid making a mistake. It was the kid's fault, sure, but like kids are gonna mess up sometimes

I can see how the whole face replacement thing can be misinterpreted, thats probably my fault for putting so little context into the comic,,, The animatronic toons were assembled before they were given life, obviously, and while they were still animatronics, any damage and following repairs were done without them feeling a thing. Since they werent. Alive yknow

Astro's accident was the biggest injury theyve had since they were mixed with ichor. they cant exactly just give astro anesthesia or something since hes a mix of machinery and ichor who lacks any organs so when they tried to replace his face it hurt . A lot. He was already in pain since his face was broken, but getting your entire face pried off your head doesnt feel nice either !! He couldnt take it, and although she came off as kind of annoyed i hoped the slight hesitation in her dialogue would express how delilah really didnt like seeing astro in so much pain. She would have through with it if he hadn't squirmed so much, but she didn't like seeing him in so much agony

Neither of the founders wanted to hurt astro, but it was necessary, like cleaning a wound so it doesnt get infected or ripping a bandaid off because it cant stay on your skin forever. It was a difficult situation because no matter what they did, astro would still be in pain, and in order to completely repair him they'd have to take his face off. In the end, astro was begging them to just let him be, and they agreed. Since his parts are exposed now he tends to (painfully) malfunction a lot more and go through frequent maintenance, but they didnt want to force astro to go through that process if he didn't want to, even if it meant he was missing an eye and was more vulnerable to malfunctioning now ,, (they also still shaved and shaped his face to look like a crescent so he didnt have jagged edges which Still Fucking Hurt but it wasnt as bad at least XBDHBFJTB)

Just to clarify neither of the founders are meant to be evil in this au. Morally gray, yes,,,, i mean the whole ichor operation is under heavy wraps because they want to trick customers into thinking their toons are just super advanced robots instead of animatronics brought to life with a mysterious unexplored substance.... but especially toward the toons theyre both gentle and protective. The way delilah speaks make her seem cold and apathetic, but her creations are her life's work. She doesn't want them hurt.

It was never meant to be about abuse, it was meant to be about astro having a choice.

[kylievershion]

uhm. can you do Wild Strawberry (since im rewriting a fic about her but different version)(i dont know if you know about Wildberry Syrup specifically though)

[flowerfreya]

Repercussions

The next part in the office AU

Masterlist

Content: Readers ex boyfriend tries to win her back( does not go well ) and then she discovers she has a crush on all four of them *gasp*

Pairing : poly!141 x reader

If have any thing you want to see from this group of people, please let me know. Lowkey running out of ideas lol

Price, Soap, and Ghost stand in front of the room where you were just taken. “She’s just trying to get attention”, he shifts his gaze to Price, “You know what I mean?”, he raises his eyebrows in a know what I mean motion. 

Price is not amused ,“No, I don't know what you mean”.

“Maybe you need to take a walk”, Soap says. He tries to guide him to entrance but your ex is  a glutton for punishment. 

“No,she a bitch, she used me as a gold digger”,he spits out, waving his arms and yelling and honestly embarrassing himself. 

“Mate, you need gold in order for that to happen”, Simon is trying to move him away from the door but he is very persistent. 

“You take another step it will be your last in this building” 

He slowly turns around, “You can’t do that, there's a process”, he smirks, thinking that he’s won. 

“Oh I know the process, we have been doing the process”, he lists all the things that your ex-boyfriend has been doing or in this case, not doing. 

Price has always had a problem with your ex boyfriend, they hired him on a whim and they needed a body. They had hoped that he would have no call , no show and they could help him but alas , he very very sadly persisted. He started fucking up almost four months ago, showing up late leaving early , taking long lunches. Price had finally found his in. He’s been putting in the work with Kyle to fire him, that when he brought you in for an interview. 

Price knew that men like him , took out his frustration on the women in his life because that's just the man he is. So he put a pause on it, you didn’t deserve that. When he got that call from Simon that you had called asking for help he knew that it was a sign.

~ 

Your ex is still moaning and bitching about you, then he says something that makes you not care. 

“Oh shut the fuck up” , you yell at him and walking out the backroom. He’s shocked that you responded, you're usually very passive in this , thinking it’s easy to agree then to argue. He starts stuttering, not used to this from you. 

“Uh -u -u -u” , you mock him. You get close to him so tired of just taking it. You’re so done with him. 

“Nothing to say?” , you ask him. He looks around like one of your guys are going to help but he finds none. 

“Can you do me favor and just fucking go?” ,you're so pissed that you let yourself get to this level, this sad sad place, where knowing that you need better, that you deserve better but just staying. Settling. 

He tries to change tactics with you, “Baby, please you know that I’m sorry, I messed up please forgive me”, he gets tears in the corner of his eyes. 

You scoff, “You know you caused this , you decided to leave me here and be a jerk when I asked you to pick me up”, you pause and wait for him to respond and he has nothing to say. 

“We are done, over, never getting back together, wrap your brain around that”. 

He tries to say something else but John cuts him off and leads( pushes) him toward the exit. 

Once he’s out the door, you kind of deflate when you no longer see him. Kye places his hand on your shoulder, “Alright?”, you want to go home and curl into a ball and drink dessert wine still your stomach hurts. 

“Can I go home?”, you don’t make eye contact with him even though you know that he is trying to connect with you. You can’t do life today and being with all of them today is going to be too much. You are single for the first time in a very long time and you have a crush on your boss ... .and coworker ... .and your other coworker… and your HR rep. How do you go from hating your only romantic partner to having a crush on four people? 

[mysticstarlightduck]

Incorrect Quotes Tag #2

Thanks for the tag, @the-golden-comet (here)! I'll go with the cast of Supernova Initiative for this one!

Generator Here

SUPERNOVA INITIATIVE

Jack (looking in the mirror): Everything will be ok. You can not stop it. Jack: Everything will be fine. You have no choice. Cassie: What the fuck kind of pep talk is that? Jack: Ominous positivity.

(*after crash landing in that frozen moon*) Kye: Shut it Artemis, I only shook your hand because I had to. We will NEVER be friends. Artemis: Lets survive this together! Kye: I HOPE YOU DIE. (helps him anyways)

Lyorna: Now, Jack, all of us are doing this because we care about you, okay? Jasper: Except for me. I just wanted to see the look on your face.

Aleks: It’s impossible to make a sentence without using the letter A. Noctus: Despite your thinking, it is quite possible, yet difficult, to form one without the specific letter. Here’s one more to further disprove your theory. Aleks: ... Fuck you.

Cassie: Can I go to the pool? Deimos: Sure, we’ll go as soon as I’m free. Cassie: No, can I go by myself? Deimos: You don’t want to go with me? Cassie: I would if you didn't just go around challenging random people to cannonball contests! Deimos: (defensive) It’s the only way to establish dominance!

Kye: Sometimes I wonder if I’m hearing voices. Also Kye: Then I remember that’s the last bit of sanity I have trying to get me to fall asleep at a reasonable time.

Cassie: HELP! I TOLD MY BROTHER I'D COOK DINNER TONIGHT BUT I CAN'T COOK! Meridian, pouring milk directly into the cereal bag: And you thought I could help?!

Pax: I wish I could control wasps and bees to sting my enemies. Ethean (seriously concerned with his little brother): Kid, you’re too young to have enemies. Pax: Oh you sweet summer child, you don’t even know.

Elysia: When I said bring me something back from the beach I meant like a conch shell! Gabi: *Struggling to hold a seagull* Well, fucking say that next time!

Lyorna: In your opinion, what is the height of stupidity? Noctus, turning to Aleks: How tall are you?

The Director: What is wrong with you? Jack: Many, many things... Jack: And most of them are your fucking fault.

Kye: Wait- Your arresting me because I'm a homo?! A random Khosmonian Officer: ... Attemped Homicide. You tried to kill your own mother. Kye: THAT FUCKER AIN'T MY MOTHER - SHE WAS BARELY A DNA DONOR - (gets dragged away screaming)

Jack: I’m telling you, my team is competent. Deimos, rushing in: Jack! Meridian tried to make pasta in the coffee pot and now it's broken! Jack: I withdraw my statement.

Lyorna: Where are your parents? Elysia: What are parents? Lyorna: Well...That’s just about the saddest thing I've ever heard.

Pax: Ow! Ethean: What’s wrong? Pax: I have this weird pain right above my eyebrow. Ethean: Oh. It’s called a stress headache. I got my first one when I was four.

Vesper: BEHOLD, the field in which I grow my fucks! Lay thine eyes upon it, and thou shalt see that it is barren!

Tarah: How has life been treating you lately? Eos: Horribly.

Tagging (gently): @kaylinalexanderbooks, @smol-feralgremlin,

@oh-no-another-idea, @littleladymab, @winterandwords, @eccaiia,

@the-letterbox-archives, @illarian-rambling @agirlandherquill, @anoelleart,

@ray-writes-n-shit @writernopal, @anyablackwood, @unstablewifiaccess, @topazadine

@forthesanityofstorytellers, @finickyfelix

@cauliflowermaterial @thepeculiarbird,

@clairelsonao3, @memento-morri-writes, and OPEN TAG

Taglist for Supernova Initiative below the cut! 🌠

Supernova Initiative Taglist (-/+): @ray-writes-n-shit, @sarandipitywrites, @smol-feralgremlin, @kaylinalexanderbooks,

@diabolical-blue @oh-no-another-idea

@cakeinthevoid, @clairelsonao3,

@thepeculiarbird

@the-golden-comet, @urnumber1star, @ominous-feychild, @anyablackwood, @amaiguri,

@lyutenw @finickyfelix

@elshells, @thecomfywriter

[kylievershion]

LMAO WHAT

[fionacle]

video game

[cw for this one]

you are a nonbinary, female-presenting person in high school, Danny (she/they). a couple game days are about attending school, and things seem normal at first, but you soon start to feel like you’re being watched. one night you get kidnapped by your stalker, John. you can work on escape while he’s out, but he’ll come to talk to you each day. make sure to hide all evidence of escape before he comes back or he’ll become angry (you’ll have a set amount of “moves”). for talking to him, you’ll have a nice option and a mean option. the nice options will make him be kinder to you and even remove his anger at you for things, but pick too many and you’ll get the ‘Stockholm Syndrome’ game over. Pick too many mean ones(/leave too much evidence out) and he’ll just kill you. i also plan to have you find diary entries from him, maybe you can explore the house when you finally attempt to escape. i won’t share all the details. one thing, this game will have transphobia in it, mainly from John, who insists on deadnaming Danny (“Danielle”) and says all the typical weird stuff about like staying pretty and whatever. this is the most fleshed-out concept on this list.

book

Twelve-year-old Sara’s mother was never kind to her, she didn’t want her after all. she was just an accident as a result of one of her many one night stands. one day her mother marries a well-off man (half for love, half for money) in a new town, and they move into his house. he also has a daughter, Ruth, who he had with his late wife. Ruth and Sara quickly became inseparable, and Ruth’s friends became Sara’s friends, all of them more parental to her than her mother or step father would ever be. originally this story was going to be a creepypasta where she killed her parents, but now i’m honestly not so sure what to have as the Thing it’s about. i know i want her to have dark aspects to her that Ruth looks past in her unconditional love for her sister. one of my concepts is them running away together after Sara does something terrible, but i’m still unsure whether to have that be an au or the actual story. Sara has to deal with her crappy upbringing, asexuality, and some kind of demonized mental illness (i’m thinking bpd or something but i honestly haven’t gotten to flesh Sara out as much as i’d like since i don’t know where to take the story. in the original version all she needed to have was sad backstory and killing so i just never gave her much lmao). one idea i have is that her parents do die somehow, in a way that implicates her, but it wasn’t actually her (in that case the running away would happen). also ruth has a girlfriend named Kye :)) lots of queer stuff in that one if i end up putting Ruth’s friend group in, but even if i don’t i’ll make little side things like art and maybe a drabble someday).

comic

90% episodic, it would follow a self-insert scientist who works at sort of a petting zoo version of SCP. There’s all sorts of strange creatures there, some more safe and out in the front to be played with, and some not so safe and kept in the back. one is Zerk, a very loving leech-like thing who wouldn’t hurt a fly (he doesn’t even know that the meat he eats was once from a living thing). he excretes acid when excited so he can’t be touched, but he’s in a visible tank so people can watch him. Blobby is kind of a prideful jerk, always flaunting how due to being a cute little slime he’s a visitor-favorite. The Wailer is a creature who can scream and shriek in ways that would break your mind to hear, but he’s actually pretty chill. how do we know this? the entire staff calls him Wally, and despite protesting this name, he has never once killed or traumatized any of them. i have other assorted doodles i never fully fleshed out, one was a gaseous creature named Edward (they/them). no female ones yet lol, i’ll be sure to make some if i ever actually make this. there would also be episodes where another OC, Sydney, would come home to visit his “parent” (me), as i raised him before he went off to college. (he goes to human college despite being… whatever he is. he wears a crappy disguise and successfully blends in due to invader zim type logic). his roommate tom would also come from time to time (also non-human, more of a party animal).

feel free to ask questions about any of them (actually please do)!

[bunnyscar]

Motivation

“All right, that’s enough for today. Good work!” Fred said.

Sam wiped sweat out of his eyes and leaned against the wall, panting from exertion. His legs felt like jelly after having run several laps around the gym, and his arms were aching from where Fred had hit him. He had always thought he was rather average in terms of athletic ability and fitness, but after training with Fred, he felt as unfit as a couch potato. Though this training was harder than a regular P.E. class, so perhaps he shouldn’t compare.

For two weeks now, Sam and Kye had been coming to the Vampire Ministry for training. Behind the main Ministry building was a smaller building, consisting of a large room that functioned as a gym. Here, Fred would have Sam run laps or lift weights to increase his physical ability, and then they would have mock fist fights to learn self-defense.

On the other side of the room, Sherise worked with Kye to help him control his blood-lust. She wasn’t teaching him fighting yet. That would come later, she said. For now, she was exposing Kye to small vials of blood and challenging him to not react to it, as well as having him watch movies and not react to the villains. Apparently this was supposed to teach him control.

Even after two weeks, though, Sam didn’t feel that they were getting much better. He still came home every night feeling weak and achy, and Kye always had a brooding look on his face. But at least Fred and Sherise seemed to think they were doing well.

“You’re both fast learners. Why, I bet in a few weeks you’ll be ready to start training together, and before long you’ll be out on the field,” Sherise said that evening, beaming at the two.

“Really?” Sam said doubtfully, and he and Kye exchanged dubious looks. They certainly didn’t feel ready to go out and solve vampire issues.

Fred patted their backs. “It may not feel like it, but you’re both progressing much faster than most vampire pairs we’ve trained.”

“It doesn’t feel fast,” Kye mumbled. “I still have trouble resisting the urge to smash the screen when the bad guys come on.”

“But you haven’t,” Sherise reminded him. “And you’re doing excellent at resisting blood. Remind yourself of that when you start to doubt your progress.”

Kye nodded, but he hunched his shoulders and looked away from her.

“Hey, don’t be hard on yourselves. You’ve only just started training. It’s going to take time and perseverance, but if you can find the motivation to keep going, you’ve won half the battle. Don’t give up yet, okay?” Fred added. The boys nodded and took their leave.

They remained silent all the way home, deep in their own thoughts. Just after entering their apartment, however, they heard a knock on the front door. They glanced at each other. Who could it be? Mom wouldn’t be home for another hour.

Sam opened the door cautiously, only to stare in surprise and exclaim, “Morris?”

Kye started and peered over Sam’s shoulder. It was indeed Morris, standing awkwardly in front of the door, his eyes downcast and his hands fidgeting with each other.

For a moment, they all stood frozen, unsure how to act.

At last, Sam asked, “What are you doing here?”

“I came—to apologize,” Morris said hesitantly, clenching and unclenching his hands, looking everywhere but at Sam and Kye. “To apologize for my behavior when I found out that Kye was a vampire. And to thank you—for saving my life.”

There was a stunned silence. Morris took a deep breath and continued, “I’ve always hated vampires, you know? And I guess I let that hate get in the way of seeing you as you really are. I’m sorry I acted like I wasn’t your friend anymore. Will you...forgive me?”

Kye hesitated, then stepped forward and said quietly, “Yes, I forgive you.”

Sam scratched the back of his head. “If Kye forgives you, I will too.”

Morris bowed his head in thanks. After an awkward pause, Kye asked, “How is your brother?”

Morris bit his lip and murmured, “He didn’t make it.”

“I’m so sorry. If we had gotten there sooner…,” Sam said, his brows furrowing in concern. But Morris shook his head.

“It’s not your fault. If you hadn’t come at all, I would have died too. So…thank you. I wanted to thank you before I leave….My parents and I are moving to another city, one that they think is safer. Anyway, I should get back before they start to worry.” He turned to go.

“Morris!” Kye called as he started down the apartment steps. “Write to us sometimes!”

Morris blinked up at him in surprise, then gave him a small smile and nodded before he disappeared down the steps.

After closing the door, Sam and Kye stood silent a moment

“Sam,” Kye broke the silence. He was staring at the front door with a determined look. “I’m going to train harder. I’m going to learn how to use my gifts to stop bad vampires and help people. I don’t want any more people to get hurt like Morris.”

Sam nodded, and hope filled his chest as he watched his brother. They had found their motivation.

Previous

[nahisummerhold]

Diary… nope

Nahi reported in and was taken with the others on a tour of Dornogal. Her main impression? Square. Never before had she been in such a straight edged place and she wasn’t sure she liked it. Maybe it was just too much stone, considering their hosts in the city it made sense, but that didn’t mean it was a place that she connected with. Suddenly she was hit with a pang of bone deep loss for her home and gardens in Dalaran, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then continued on with a calm demeanor.

The debriefing was interesting, there was a lot of information taken in, much of it was memorized so she could process it later The most distinct impression on her was how people reacted to the list of those missing and presumed dead, she didn’t know any of them, of course, but it touched her just the same.

There was some surprise to see people she knew there, she had expected Dice but Fio and Kai were as well. Her first thought was not to go to them, she was trying to put her performer habits aside and worried she would greet them as she normally did. High energy, overly friendly and a bit distracted didn't seem like good qualities for a mercenary crew, nor were they something she felt she could keep up day to day with people she was living closely with. 

It had been a decision she made over the past couple of weeks that she would work to be authentic more often. The showman public face was still there, it would always be a big part of who she was, but she did not want to separate the two sides as a way of life any longer. In almost fifteen years only her family, and recently a handful of friends, got to see the confident, down to earth, woman she had become through her mother’s injury and the aftermath, it might be time to let others know more of her.

When they were sent on their way to their temporary quarters, she settled in, then went outside to just people watch. It did not take long before she felt a little closed in by all the stone and considered going out further to see the land but didn’t feel like being kicked out for breaking rules on day one. To keep her wandering feet settled she reached out for her recent support system, taking out her family communicator, she clicked on her second to last text.

Nahi: Nave you made it to Khaz Algar?

Pathyn: Hey you! Yeah we are here and scouting.

N: What did you think of the city? P: It is rocky blocky.

N: Oh Sun bless! Thank you! I know rocks are natural and I have been living in floating cities, but it feels so artificial here.

P: The wilds are pretty, if you can ignore the random grouping of nerubians.

N:  Isn’t the point of us being here to not ignore them?

P: Don’t be so literal. Did you find my gift? If not, check your pack.

Getting up and heading back to the space she claimed, she dug to the bottom of her pack and found a book. Folding into a cross legged seat on the floor, she looked through it finding only blank pages.

N: Is this for Kyean? Written in magical ink or something? Did you mix us up?

P: No, I didn't buy him a going to war present. He is very jealous by the way, he wishes you texted him instead.

N: He has no reason to be, I don’t answer to him and you don’t want to fuck me anyway.

P: Well, now that you are not going home with so many assholes… Kyean just threw a rock at my head. Alright I read what I was typing out loud, I deserved that.

N: Asshole… Get back to the book, what is this for?

P: Him or me? Never mind, I know that both is the answer. It is a journal.

N: I am not keeping a diary, do I look like a diary person?

P: You wrote out notes and questions on the flair bartending, do the same with this experience. Ask me, ask Kye, ask people you are there with, or just figure out the answers on your own. Take notes on what you learn or see that you want to remember. 

N: Hmmm you have a point. Thank you Path.

P: I am always right. Sorry Nahi I have to go, be safe.

N: You be safe, I am in town.

There wasn’t a reply so she set her comm aside and picked up the journal, looking at the blank pages for a while before it dawned on her what she wanted to write first. Flipping to the back page she wrote the names of those missing, presumed dead.

@themercenaries

[kylievershion]

Penis

penis

[kylievershion]

why do u have a big pile of buckets

FUCK YOU FOUND OUT?!

[soundrooms]

Soundrs: Kiss Your Ears

Kiss Your Ears is a Berlin based and Europe wide company focusing on offering better quality and far more affordable acoustic treatment for any kind of music studio. If there’s a problem with acoustics in your room, KYE can fix it - or guide you how to do so yourself DIY. Their website is a remarkable resource for learning about room acoustics, made simple for the average music producer. Go have a look at their Instagram full of glorious music studios!

➜ https://www.kissyourears.com/

➜ https://www.instagram.com/kissyourears/

Jon is the founder of Kiss your Ears

As an introduction please tell us a bit about yourself and the work that you are doing.

I am an entrepreneur working with concepts that create positive change in the music industry.

I have created Kiss Your Ears, an acoustic treatment manufacturing company that has been designed to offer much better quality acoustic treatment than what is otherwise available, and at a very competitive price point. We are also the only acoustic treatment company specialised in the requirements of electronic music production, aka. hitting those low frequencies that are left resonant by other available units. 

I have also built 73 high quality music production studios in Berlin, which I rent out with different companies across three buildings in different locations in the city, offering creative communities for producers to benefit from. 

Next, I will finish the book I'm currently writing, Kiss Your Ears: A Practical Guide to Acoustics for the Modern Music Maker. I will simplify some often confused topics, and give away build plans for all kinds of acoustic treatment modules as well as plans for affordable isolative constructions aka. Room-in-Room-in-Budget solutions. I aim to give away the answer to every single problem I have ever encountered in building and treating studios.

I am also in the process of starting a new company focused solely on office acoustics worldwide, and plan to hit that with the same innovative and value oriented mindset that KYE has benefited from. 

What is music to you? (Or sound rather.)

Music is sharing. Sound is energy (vibrations).

How did you learn about studio acoustics?

It has been a long process. 

I am thorough. I did some serious research and took some risks (large investments for research).

I decided to equip myself with the most thorough and relevant/ applicable skill set by studying in some small apprenticeships, I studied formally and in my own time, and served my 10.000 hours by helping hundreds of clients save a lot of money on their studio set ups. 

I've actually served my ten thousand hours more than once if we count that my achievements as a musician, music producer and construction professional have been racking up for many years…

I am now writing the book that will teach the average producer how to do what I do and treat rooms the right way! 

Studio Acoustics: The Basics | ADAM Audio & Kiss Your Ears

Why does it matter?

Why does Room Acoustics matter? Because in an untreated room, you are listening more to the room itself than what is actually coming out of your speakers!

Acoustic treatment is a tool like any other, and an important one at that. You can save a lot of time with a well treated room! 

People don't even realize how much of an effect proper acoustics treatment can have because it was not commercially available before.

How common is it nowadays for electronic music producers to mix and master their own work?

I would say around 90% of electronic music producers mix their own music. This is less in the area of "modern singer songwriter" and more in the area of "producer/ DJ".

In the professional arena, even those that do their own mixdowns do not master their own tracks. That is a folly.

aesthetically pleasing acoustic room treatment

What is the most common problem that you encounter in untreated rooms/home studios?

The most common problems we encounter in untreated rooms/ home studios are that the client has already wasted some of their budget on far lesser performing acoustic elements. For example, I quite often see clients with thin (10-15cm) absorbers in a music production environment. 

Also quite often, I see people fetishizing the "cloud placement" absorbers for no real reason, as well as buying diffusers before they have taken care of the low frequency resonances. 

This is all because of the misinformation spread around freely about room acoustics even on reputable forums. 

Tell us a bit about the measuring process, is it exciting and adventurous? What sounds are you using?

To be honest, the measuring itself is not so exciting, and in fact highly predictable. However, getting to help clients with their sacred spaces is highly rewarding. 

We would normally use full frequency spectrum sine wave sweeps.

Do you trust your ears or your visualizer?

Well, you don't really hear sub bass as much as feel it so… 

That said, I have relative pitch from playing instruments and I've looked at a lot of data so when I go into a room and hear a kick drum that is activating a 60Hz resonance in the room, I hear the B note…

But I would say I use both, and always trust the data because the data cannot lie. Our psychoacoustic perception can and does!

behold their legendary bass traps!

Why are the KYE absorbers called King Kong?

Because they are the most effective on the market! They are also the most affordable solution to achieving the 80/20 rule of high end results, so they required a legendary name!

The build quality is also far superior to the rest of the market. These monkeys are big boned.

We do have other ranges, but the King Kong Range is our best seller.

Is it all about the bass traps, i. e. fix the bass, fix the room?

Due to space and budget limitations, absorption is almost ALWAYS the most important factor in the control of room acoustics.

The theory behind the system we follow is to always use the input budget to prioritise fixing the low end (thereby fixing most of the rooms’ other issues along the way). Low frequency control is a widely misunderstood and somewhat mysterious practice.

How to do it properly? Start with a low reaching velocity absorber and hit the bass broadband/wideband as much as possible until exhausted. Again, that’s how the pro’s do it and it’s just logical. If our budget stops there, then that is the best use of it. 

In order to achieve a more even reverb time across the frequency spectrum, you should use the same traps for both functions (“bass trapping” diagonally over corners and “early reflections” covering certain wall areas).

Do you think it’s possible to trust digitally adjusted monitor speakers in an untreated room, with software like Sonarworks for example?

Sonarworks in particular is a very contemporary software package that works beautifully as this piece of the puzzle. It is almost a matter of taste. Sonarworks and other digital solutions do not compensate for the dimension of TIME - therefore resonances must be solved first- but it is recommended as a final step after the bass traps handle the room’s resonances. Without adding the bass traps first, you may end up in a messy and confusing situation!

What is the ideal listening level for mixing, producing, mastering?

Around 85 dB SPL.

Should audiophiles who only enjoy listening to music care about room treatment, too?

Only if they want to hear the music without the room. Again, in an untreated room, you are listening to the room more than the music because of the way the room "colours" the sound.

Can a music producer not just use headphones and ditch room acoustics altogether?

Acoustic treatment will save a producer A LOT of time. Most processes can be done maybe 50% faster if endless referencing is not needed and they can fully trust that what they hear is what is coming out of the speakers. It's of course optional. Some producers still seem to prefer to struggle on without it! Ignorance is bliss…

Headphones will not create the soundstage achievable with a properly acoustically treated room, which is not even that hard to achieve thanks to the innovative processes suggested by Kiss Your Ears. I would always suggest to someone that works primarily in headphones to go check their mixes in a properly treated room.

As an ideal fantasy, what would be the best room form for linear sound reproduction? Would it be an anechoic chamber?

I guess technically speaking, an anechoic chamber would lead to the most "linear" sound but looking for a linear SPL is not always the most important aspect of a room's sound.

Absorbers that tie the room together. No need for a carpet!

Want to drop some famous names of musicians, producers, engineers who Kiss Your Ears did room treatment for?

DVS1, Peggy Gou, Fjaak, Clouds, Hainbach, Mogwai, Palms Trax, Headless Horseman, D.Dan, Kamikaze Space Programme, Blush Response, ItaloJohnson, Ben Rau, Objekt… and companies like Elektron, Pioneer, Moog… and 500+ others! 

What is one of the worst tips about studio acoustics that‘s floating around the internet, on YouTube, etc?

Wow, where do I start? Most of the "tips" online are problematic in some way or other. 

I'll give you some blunt statements!

Tri-traps are an ineffective design.

Cylinder traps don't work properly. 

Foam based products are inferior. 

Putting diffusers at the back of the room (lowest axial mode) is a bad choice. 

Those are four things that almost all acoustic treatment companies are getting wrong on a daily basis! 

How much does it matter what kind or brand of monitor speakers producers use? Is more expensive more better? Can you recommend good monitor speakers (for different budgets)?

Putting expensive monitors in an untreated room is a false economy. You would be better off treating the room to a good level and getting old 80s Hi Fi speakers from ebay! 

An old industry rule of thumb is that you should spend as much on your acoustic treatment as your monitors. 

If you are prepared to spend some cash, I think HEDD offer incredible value in their lower range. The HEDD type 07s are amazing for the price when you want to spend around € 2.000. 

Then when you want to upgrade and spend more, like € 6.000: I recommend the Adam S3Vs… For the price, those are next level. But they put out some sub bass power, so proper bass treatment is essential. 

[kye-865]

My family may not accept me, but at least I now know my friends family does.

(For context to this, My friend is female)

I went around theirs for dinner and to watch a movie, and her mum addressed me by my deadname (which I was fine with, I hadn’t told her yet. I had told my friend she could if she wanted to, but it wasn’t something she had to do). My friend then turned around and went, “mum I told you about his name.” And she just went “oh my goodness, I’m sorry. Kye…”.

I wanted to hug her in that moment. And then later on, something else happened.

(More context: I don’t have a label for my gender, I don’t quite feel nonbinary but I also don’t quite feel like a boy, but I definitely feel more masculine so I tend to tell people that I’m a boy cause it’s easier for me.)

Me and my friend had asked if I can stay the night. It’s something we’ve grown up doing, our parents are good friends so they’re usually cool with it as long as neither of us are too busy the next day, and her mum was like “yeah, that’s fine. I’ll set up the guest bedroom”. And my friend replied with something along the lines of, “can’t he just stay in my room? We’ve done it before, I can set up the blow up mattress on the floor for them” and her mum just looked at us and went “there’s a rule. No boys sleeping in your bedroom.”

It doesn’t even matter that we’ve slept in the same room before because in her words “that was before you told us, honey. Now that we know, you two are going to have to obey the rule”.

When I tell you how hard I almost cried-

Because I’m out to them, I apply to the “no boys sleeping in her room” rule and I could never be more happy to be told I have to sleep in a separate room.

So now I’m sat in their spare room writing this because I know the people I live with won’t care and I just wanted to tell someone.

(This is not to say I don’t like the people I live with. I love my family, but my sisters are too young to actually understand what I mean, and my mum and stepdad just don’t get it and kinda fall into that stereotypical age bracket that doesn’t make much effort to understand.)

[kylievershion]

THIS. I COULD NOT AGREE MORE.

I expected there to be an even bigger conflict than there was.

One thing I love is how the show never acknowledges the fact that Vaggie was claimed to be one of heaven's best, meaning that she's killed a bunch of sinners, aka, Charlie's people, without mercy. But it's apparently all forgotten now since Vaggie changed her mind about being an exterminator! She's a good person now! And it's all because she realized she was about to kill a child. Which makes no fucking sense why tf is there a kid in hell. That's not how character development works. Also, it would've been great to have Charlie focus more on Vaggie literally being an exterminator than JUST an angel. Hell, why couldn't we have the main cast turn their backs on Vaggie. Don't you think it would've made an emotional impact and an amazing arc for Vaggie to get everybody's trust back after Adam revealed the truth? It could focus more on Vaggie's fault for basically lying to everyone rather than just being forgiven so easily. We don't even get enough of Angel, Niffty, nor Husk's input about Vaggie being an exterminator or how it makes them feel. It's just swept under the rug. What the fuck? You'd think with such a big reveal like that, the episodes featuring Vaggie would get more emotional. But nah. It's just Charlie going to cannibal town. She's a little sad about Vaggie being an angel but that's ok! Mother Rosie's here to save the day! Oh for fucks sake, I hate the constant sibling, parents dynamic thing that this fandom portrays and overuses for the characters all the time when they have a platonic relationship. Motherfucking Niffty with Husk and Angel for example.

[stesierra]

Find the Word tag!

@serenanymph tagged me with the words pattern, develop, protest and express! I'm drawing from School of Souls.

Trigger warning: dead guy and monsters

Pattern

When the trees opened up, revealing a long stretch of lakeshore, I staggered a few more yards and threw myself down on a big flat rock. I sat there, feeling like death. The coffee I’d gulped down at breakfast barely kept my eyes open. I felt both jittery and exhausted, an awful combination, and my head throbbed.

Declan stood over me, hands on his hips. “Don’t you want to see the lake, Juniper?”

“Go look at it yourself,” I said dully. “I live on this rock now.”

He shrugged. “Suit yourself. I’ll be right back.”

I watched him diminish down the shore and closed my eyes. I couldn’t sleep, but the darkness behind my eyelids helped my headache a little.

Some instinct warned me a few minutes later. I opened my eyes. Standing just beyond the treeline, a monster stared at me from yellow eyes.

It had been a puma once. Its head was still a big cat’s head, its legs upright and strong, its enormous paws still tipped with claws. But diamond-patterned snake skin had replaced tawny fur, and some heal-transformer had molded its body and tail into a Komodo dragon’s.

Its ears were back, and it made no move to leave. I sat frozen, as if I could fend off an attack just by pretending to be a statue.

“You’re excellent bait,” Declan said from down by the shore. “How should I kill it? Should I burn it alive?”

“Leave it alone,” I said. “Please.” The words surprised me, but they felt right. Yes, this was a monster, but it had been an innocent animal before the students of the Seramia Boarding School got at it. It didn’t deserve to die for that. And it hadn’t attacked me.

Declan snorted. “You realize one of the major ways we practice being sorcerers is dealing with monsters.”

“Or making new ones,” I said bitterly.

He crossed his arms. “Well, I don’t. I’m an entroper.”

The snake-lion apparently decided we were off the menu. It walked away into the trees, off to hunt for easier prey. Declan watched it go with a crestfallen expression.

“Thank you,” I said as the monster vanished.

“You’re too soft,” he said. “Are all vegetarians crazy enough to spare a man-eater?”

I crossed my arms. “You don’t know that it ate anyone.”

He grew a funny little smile. “Come with me. I want to show you something.”

Slowly, I heaved myself off my rock and followed him down onto the shore. We hadn’t gone far when the first body appeared, sprawled on its back, feet in the water. A man with gray in his hair and a fishing pole lying snapped nearby. The monster had ripped open his plaid shirt and loose jeans and eaten out his intestines and stomach and liver and kidneys. His body cavity was dark and red, blood pooled at the back. More splattered the shore, turning the sand to mud. Flies already buzzed around the corpse, settling on his torn tissue.

Develop

Kye said, “I think one of us should take zolpidem every day. Just enough to see the ghosts and know if they’re doing anything weird.”

My throat cramped up. “I don’t want you guys to get addicted. It’s really awful.”

“Will we get addicted if we just take a tiny amount?” Valentina asked.

“I don’t know,” I admitted.

“We’ll take turns,” Kye said. “So nobody takes it every day. I bet you can’t get addicted if it’s just occasional.”

Valentina nodded. “Whose turn will it be tomorrow?”

“Mine,” I said hollowly. “You’ve both already done it this week. But I’m scared. I just got off it, and backsliding is a risk. I don’t want to start withdrawal all over again.”

“Then you don’t get a turn,” she said. “I’ll do it tomorrow.”

“I’m not letting you two take all the risk. It’s my turn tomorrow. But I’ll just take a fourth, like you.” Even I was doubtful. I’d developed a tolerance to zolpidem over the last year. Would a quarter of a pill even be enough to let me see the ghosts? Tomorrow I would find out.

Protest- I couldn't find this one, but I found "object."

“Well, she won't bother us again.”

“Why?”

He grinned unpleasantly. “I snuck up on her and burned her tongue out. Even if she finds a heal-transformer willing to grow her a new one, I think she's learned her lesson. And until then, she can't say a single spell to screw anybody's mind.”

I stared at him. “That's gruesome.”

“She tried to kill you twice. Should we have let her do it a third time?”

“I didn't say I objected. It's just gruesome.” I hugged my knees to my chest.

Express

Ember swirled her hands and said, “Yo contacto Beatrix Seramia.” And a picture swelled in the air in front of her. At first, just a woman’s narrow face appeared, pale with blood-red lipstick and heavy brows. Then the image expanded, following the woman’s thin black hair where it fell over her bony shoulders. By the time the image stabilized, I could see her whole body, clad in a purple pantsuit and Birkenstocks with socks.

She pursed thin lips and said, “Well, well. Is this the new class, Ember? They look a bit rubbish, don’t they?” To us, she said, “I’m Beatrix Seramia. This is my school, and you are my new students.”

“Rubbish?” Astrid said, her voice like ice. “What are you, British? And at least we don’t wear socks and sandals.”

Beatrix’s gray eyes swept over us. “You will meet here every morning, so that I can observe your progress. And after that, you will split up and attend the rest of your classes.”

My hallucination tightened its hands on my shoulders. And then it lunged forward and sat in my chair, at my desk. Its transparent body overlapped mine. My skin plunged into ice water, and my hands and feet tingled and fell asleep. I yelped and jumped up from my chair.

All the other freshmen stared at me. The hallucinations that had stood behind them all sat in their chairs, overlapping the real kids like two photo negatives laid on top of each other. My hallucination stayed sitting, but it stared at me with the most perturbed expression.

Beatrix said, “Oh, bother. What’s wrong with that one? Sit down, girl. I’m not done with the announcements.”

I sat. Right there on the floor. I wasn’t sharing a seat with a hallucination that felt like a blizzard in human form.

“You’re an odd fish, I see,” the woman said sourly. “Fine. Get your bum covered with dirt. Now listen up, you lot. There are rules around here...”

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Overwhelmed - nyt

Pairing: Yuta x gn/enby OC (Kye) Contents: When the party gets too rowdy, Kye thought they had escaped the others by getting outside. They thought wrong. Warnings: overwhelmed oc, weed consuption, beer drinking Word count: 1.2k

A/N: Alright so I hated the original one so I took it down and rewrote it. I think this one is much better and I hope you guys like it too! Also I know I promised a masterpost for this series, it's coming, things just got out of hand lately but we're (hopefully) back on track

*This is purely a work of fiction. It is in no way meant to represent any idol in any way, shape or form.

Voices became louder, and Kye turned around, trying to see what was going on. Johnny was nowhere to be found, and Haechan and Mark had run off who knows where, leaving Kye alone with their thoughts in the middle of the very crowded living room. Doing their best to not bump into everyone, Kye tried to make their way out of the crowd and into the kitchen, where they figured they could have a moment for themself. Everyone else seemed to be going the opposite way, trying to peak at whatever was happening over there. Mumbling ‘sorry’s and ‘excuse me’s, Kye pushed through, ignoring as much as they could the loud and repetitive beat of the music.

A glass bottle broke, startling Kye, who spun around, spilling their drink all over someone’s shoes. Apologizing profusely, Kye kept backing up, abandoning the empty cup on their way. With the kitchen finally in sight, Kye cursed, seeing that it was just as crowded as everywhere else. The backdoor seemed like their best bet. When they got outside, they threw themself against the wall, out of breath.

“Kye? You alright?” Turning towards the voice, Kye saw Yuta, sitting on the concrete bench a bit further from the door. Kye nodded.

“In a minute,” they mumbled, but Yuta seemed to hear, since he didn’t push further. Closing their eyes, Kye tried to focus on their breathing.

If they were completly honest, Kye would have wanted any other frat brother out there right now. They didn’t have anything against Yuta, but they found him slightly intimidating. They had never really talked either, as Yuta was usually at work whenever Kye and Johnny met to work on their project. They were surprised Yuta even knew their name, given that the both of them had barely ever talked.

“Are you gonna be sick?" Yuta asked, and Kye shook their head. "You should probably sit down, then," he replied, patting the seat next to him. "I don't bite," he added, and Kye smiled, giving in.They went to sit with him, and he leaned back against the wall, bringing a joint to his lips. He really was beautiful, Kye thought. In the dim light from the patio's string lights, he looked like he was straight out of a movie. After all, his nickname was the Prince, and Kye thought whoever gave him that nickname were very right. Yuta glanced at them, and Kye looked away, feeling the heat burn their face. Fortunately for them, Yuta misread their reaction.

“Want a smoke?” He asked, stretching his arm towards them.

“Thanks,” Kye replied, taking a long drag, then very slowly blowing it out.

“Someone’s used to this,” Yuta joked.

“It’s one of the few things that help my overthinking brain to shut up sometimes,” Kye explained, and Yuta nodded.

“I get that. Do you feel better now, though? I can go and get you water."

“No, no, I’m good,” Kye paused, “and honestly… I’d rather not be alone right now. If you don’t mind,” Kye said quietly.

“I shall not leave your side, then,” Yuta said, and Kye smiled.

They sat in silence for a moment, the joint going back and forth between them. Yuta noticed how Kye was fidgeting with a strand of their ripped jeans, and Yuta handed them the joint again, then took off one of his necklaces, letting it dangle in front of Kye. It was a simple chain with a small feather carved in a black stone. Kye gave him a questioning look. “To play with. In stead of destroying your jeans. And your skin,” he said, noticing the raw skin around Key’s nails. Kye hesitantly took the necklace, running their fingers along the feather. It felt cool and soft, and their focus fully on the piece of jewelry for a moment, examining every side and smooth curve on the little object. Yuta watched them, a fond smile on his lips.

“Do you like it?” He asked, and Kye nodded. He thought they looked very cute, staring at his necklace as if it was the most beautiful thing they had ever seen, analyzing every single part of it. He almost let himself tell them to keep it, but he cleared his throat instead. “So what was happening back there?”

“No idea. Everyone got loud and started pushing around to get a better view so I just dipped,” Kye explained.

“Hmm. Probably just Haechan doing a keg stand or something.”

“That would add up, yeah,” Kye laughed. “What are you doing smoking all alone out here?”

“Couldn’t find anyone to come with me.”

“In a frat house full of partying uni students? Yeah right." A beat passed. "You didn’t ask me,” Kye stated, eyes glued to the feather.

“I didn’t know you smoke. In fact, I don’t know you at all. Other than your name, of course.”

“What do you mean you don’t know me? We see each other all the time!” Kye said, falsely offended.

“Yeah, like half a second.”

“That’s on you, really,” Kye said, and Yuta laughed, happy to see them more comfortable.

“Hey, I don’t choose my hours. If anything, you should plan your visits around my schedule.”

“I don’t know your schedule.”

“I can text it to you.”

“Smooth. Do you always get people's numbers like that?” Kye asked, finally looking up from the feather to look at him.

“First time, actually. Did it work?” They stared at each other for a second, then Kye sighed.

“Gimme your phone before I change my mind,” Kye said. Yuta had a cocky smirk, handing it to them.

The back door opened rather violently, and Kye jumped at the sudden snap, instinctively scooting closer to Yuta. His arm went across them, hand falling on their thigh in a protective stance as they both checked to see who was coming out.

An angry Jaehyun made his way through the yard, Jamie not far behind him, calling out his name. Yuta and Kye shared a look, Yuta noticing his position and moving his hand away.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

“That’s okay-“

“Leave them alone for once, will you?” Johnny’s voice caught their attention, and they saw him holding Haechan back, keeping him from running after the two others. Haechan turned around to protest, but his eyes fell on Yuta and Kye, and his target suddenly changed.

“Since when do you two know each other?”

“They’re a regular at the cafe,” Yuta lied right away, and Kye nodded. Kye shared a look with Johnny, who knew that was a lie, but strangely refrained from commenting. His eyes fell on Kye’s lap, where the feather necklace and Yuta’s phone now laid, and he smirked.

“Come on,” he told Haechan, dragging the younger boy back inside. Poking his head out the door, he added “They’ve calmed down, by the way.” Kye smiled, thanking Johnny as he disappeared, yelling some non-sense as he did.

“Do you wanna go back inside?” Yuta asked, and Kye took a deep breath.

“I’ll stay a little longer. But you don’t have to wait for me,” Kye said, handing Yuta his phone back.

“I’m good,” he said, closing his eyes as he leaned back against the wall. A few minutes later, a sort of chant rose from inside, and Yuta sighed.

“See, this time it’s really Haechan doing a keg stand,” he said, and Kye laughed, mindlessly playing with the feather in their lap.

[mirambles]

Crash Course in Romance - First Impressions

I started Crash Course in Romance purely for Jung Kyung Ho only to discover it is directed by HomeCha director and has all of my favourites in the supporting cast. And now I am firmly sucked in to it cause of Jeon Do Yeon. It’s my first time watching her and she is such an amazing natural performer - it’s like acting is in her blood. She just has to show up and she will make sure your eyes are fixated on her.

There maybe many actresses who are more beautiful than her , but I’m dead sure there are very few who can surpass her acting skills. I didn’t even know what a big star she is, until I saw this series and went and looked up her acting resume!

I adored Jung Kyung Ho in Prison PlayBook and Hospital Playlist ( a drama that didn’t hook me but his charcater did) and was dying to see him as a main lead and I’m absolutely loving him in every scene. He has to be one of the best actors out there who has picture perfect comic timing.

All his outbursts and expressions when he is startled by JDY’s character are downright hilarious. But he is also delivering on the emotional scenes, the scene where he cried eating her food for the first time - it hit home hard. It reminded me of the scene in Chocolate when the younger Ha Ji Won cried after eating the younger Yoon Kye Sang’s mom’s food at their restaurant. The connection she holds dear for the rest of her life in that drama. Food is so integral to KDramas and Korean culture and to see it form the foundation of the leads’ relationship, her food healing him - could it get better than this?

KDramas do found families the best - take Reply 1988, Prison Playbook, Hospital Playlist, Be Melodramatic, Hometown Cha Cha Cha - people bound by love, friendship and hearts. JDY looking after her autistic brother and her niece as her own kids, running a food store with her best friend is all kinds of heartwarming to me. She who had to give up on her handball dream, she who carries no grievance, no regrets, no sadness in her heart for having to bear the burden of raising a family at a young age. She who hasn’t had a chance to live her own life selfishly , but is selfless, pure hearted, free spirited, never once cynical, loving and a kind hearted soul. Her positivity is contagious.

Even when her autistic brother is misunderstood, she is polite and apologetic even though they are not at fault. Even when her daughter NaHee bears the brunt of unfairness from the academy and manipulation by the evil moms, she fights for fairness but doesn’t grudge the people.

JDY and Lee Bong Ryun’s friendship will hit the top 10 female friendships in KDramas if they keep going strong. I crave for the scenes between these two - pulling each other’s legs, egging each other on, encouraging and complimenting each other and most important reminding each other how valuable they are. Here’s to more women friendships! KDramas have often got this part right!

I don’t usually care for teenage romance or love triangles, but there is something endearing about the budding love triangle between Na Hee, Sun Jae and Geon Hu. Na Hee is married to her studies and completely oblivious to these two guys crushing on her and I love that! Also the scene in the park where Sun Jae and Na Hee tell each other their secrets - just a glimpse of how at the bottom of it all their friendship is pure and I hope that doesn’t change.

The moms don’t impact me after having seen Sky Castle, they are the toned down version of those monster moms from Sky Castle. Plus if you cast Kim Sun Young (love her in freaking every role and drama) and Jang Young Nam ( my favourite coach in BokJoo) - how am I supposed to hate them! I mean I want to whack the shit out of them for the nastiness they bring to the screen, but I love how well they are doing it. Do you get my conflict?

Crash Course in Romance has complete HomeCha vibes, Ms Sunshine meets Mr Grumpy trope, with backdrop of the competitive Korean education system pressure on kids and parents alike, which was dealt brilliantly in Sky Castle.

In summary, Crash Course in Romance is 100% Hometown Cha Cha Cha meets Sky Castle. I loved both dramas and it’s no surprise am enjoying this fine mix too right now.

What about you lot?