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[burntheedges]

Pas de Deux Chapter 13

Din Djarin x f!reader | 4k | fic masterlist | main masterlist | ao3

chapter summary: it's finally the night of the Gala, and it's finally time to perform with Din.

a/n: First, if you didn't see the AMAZING art @kenobiwanx made of ballet!Din, please go look now!!!

Second, a week or so ago @iknowisoundcrazy asked me about a scene I was proud of writing, or something like that, and my answer was really this chapter. I just couldn't say that yet. I hope y'all enjoy it. I can't believe we only have one more chapter! I'm super behind on replying to your amazing comments because I just moved over the weekend, but I will catch up, I promise. Thank you @katareyoudrilling for being the best beta, as always!!

chapter tags/warnings: fluff, dancing, flirting, touching, pet names (sweetheart), hand-holding, intense feelings, kissing, I think we've already covered all of the dance moves in this chapter but I added some links used previously just in case

Chapter 13

At call time, you were feeling much more relaxed and ready for the performance. You successfully avoided the tornado that was Greef Karga backstage (where Alexa and Vince were corralling him) and found one of your usual spots in the dressing room near Adrian. He was already dressed for Jee’s piece in a full-coverage bodysuit with a skin color background and abstract shapes printed on it in blue. You knew his fellow dancers were in similar outfits with different colors, and that the shapes were somehow incorporated into the choreography. Jee was good at things like that.

You quickly put on your bodysuit and your sweats over top. It was a little chilly backstage and you had plenty of time before the show would start. 

Adrian leaned against the counter to your right and crossed his arms. “Where’s your other half?”

You pointed upwards – there were a couple of dressing rooms that were more private, and you were pretty sure that’s where Din had been getting ready. “He��ll be down in a bit. You ready?”

He nodded, smiling. “This is a fun one. Jee’s choreography is always weird, but cool.”

You laughed as you finished your stage makeup. “True,” you agreed.

Fifteen minutes later, Din popped his head into the room. He had on a loose t-shirt and sweats, but you figured he had his shorts on underneath. You noticed a few people waved at him and he nodded in response. He caught your eye in the mirror and motioned for you to join him in the hall. 

You looked at Adrian. “See you in a bit.”

He smiled and shoved your shoulder lightly. “Get out of here.”

You laughed and joined Din in the doorway. He smiled and led you to the right and around the corner, and you realized where you were going. There was a tiny dressing room with no mirror that no one ever used, except for taking naps – it had a somewhat comfortable loveseat.

As you entered, you realized no one was in there but Din’s bag was on the couch. “Is this where you’ve been getting ready?” The room was so small that the two of you basically filled it.

He nodded, a bit sheepish. “I just drop by the other room to use the mirror.”

You smiled. “If I’d known I’d have come and claimed the couch,” you teased.

He ducked his head and smiled. “You’re always welcome.”

You moved over to the couch and sat down. “So, what’s up?”

Din leaned against the folding table that ran the length of the wall by the door. “Could you help me with the body paint? I think some of it wore off in the back.”

“Sure,” you said, moving to get up, but he waved you back down.

“Not yet. We’ve got a few minutes and it’s too cold to be basically naked in here already.” 

You laughed. “True. But we want it to dry, right?”

He sighed. “Alright. Ok, come here.” His hands moved to the hem of his shirt and he tugged it gingerly over his head. You realized he was avoiding the paint. It was dry, though, and looked fine.

“Where’s the problem? The front looks fine.” Your eyes traveled over the swirls on his torso and you smiled, lightly. When you met his eyes he was smirking again.

“Should I take off my pants, too?” His eyes were almost sparkling as he teased you.

You gasped, just for show. “Din! What are you insinuating, hmm?” You stepped up next to him and took a closer look at the paint, looking for any spots that had rubbed off.

As soon as you were close enough, he grabbed your hips and pulled you forward between his open knees on the table. You flailed a bit as you looked for somewhere to rest your hands, eventually settling on his forearms. You didn’t want to mess up the paint, which was mostly on his torso and biceps. 

Once you were steady, he leaned forward, far enough that his lips were almost touching your ear. “I saw you check me out, you know. Last week.” His voice was deep, and you shivered again. He pulled back and grinned.

“Din Djarin, you tease.” 

He squeezed your hips and shook his head. “It’s not a tease, sweetheart. I checked you out, too.” He cleared his throat and looked down. “Not for the first time.”

You smiled. “Adrian said we were both watching each other in class, all the time.”

Din laughed. “I don’t know how you didn’t see me. It felt like I never looked at anything else.”

You felt your face heat. “Ok. Enough of that. We have a performance,” you poked him in the side and laughed when he tried to dodge, “get your head in the game.” He smiled and squeezed your hips again. “Now let me see your back.”

You moved back as he stood so he could turn in front of you. For a moment you simply looked – your eyes danced over his broad shoulders and then down his spine. You wanted to reach out and touch, to trace the lines of his muscles and curve of his waist with your fingertips. He was so strong. 

You shook your head. The paint. You frowned as you looked for any breaks in the paint. “Din, it looks fine. I don’t see any spots where you need a touch up.”

When he turned back to face you, his expression was suspiciously blank. “Oh? Well, maybe I was wrong, then.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “Din Djarin, did you have ulterior motives when you brought me in here?”

He smirked again and shook his head. “No, you know we’re saving those for later. I just…” he sighed. “I’d rather wait with you than alone.”

You rolled your eyes at him, but smiled. “You could have just said that.”

He shrugged. “There could have been some spots to touch up. You never know.”

You laughed and tugged him over to the couch. He sat sideways so as not to actually rub off any of his paint, and you sank into the corner. “How much time do you think we have?”

“Probably about ten minutes.” The first movement was after Vince’s piece, which opened the show. You needed to be backstage when it started. Then the second movement was between Talia’s and Jee’s, and the third finished the show. 

You reached for his hand and laced your fingers together. It wasn’t out of the ordinary to get comfortable touching your pas de deux partner before a performance, but you knew this felt different, for both of you. “Want to go warm up?” He nodded. “Alright. Meet me backstage? I have to go do my pre-show thing with Adrian.”

Din raised an eyebrow, and you realized he’d never seen your “thing”, as you called it. “Or you can come and watch, if you want. We just have a silly handshake and then we hug.”

It turned out that he did want to watch, and he followed you back to your dressing room after stripping off his sweatpants. You allowed yourself to ogle his legs briefly before leading him out of the room. “Do you have any show rituals?”

Din shrugged. “Not really. I usually do the same stretches and warm up.” He thought about it for a moment. “Grogu says I have a lucky shirt. It’s in my bag.”

You laughed. You realized, as you grabbed Adrian and started your ritual handshake, that you felt more at ease, more comfortable than you usually did before a performance.

It must be because of Din, you figured. It was hard to be nervous when you knew he’d be there with you for every step. Adrian hugged you, and you squeezed him until he made an “oof” sound.

“Ok, ok, let me go. Don’t squeeze me to death.” You laughed at his grumbling as Adrian pulled back to check his costume in the mirror. “Go do your thing, I’ll see you backstage later.”

You pulled off your sweats and left them at your spot. You grabbed your pointe shoes and turned to face Din, who was looking at you. Well, he was looking at your legs. You grinned. 

“Come on,” you said, grabbing his arm. As you passed him, you murmured, “who’s checking who out now, hmm?” 

Din followed you out, and once in the hall, he said, smirking, “I already confessed.”

You made your way backstage together and found a spot where you could warm up in the large area behind the wings. You put on your shoes and began to help each other stretch.

Kuiil found you there a few minutes later, and he smiled down at you both. “Are you ready?”

You both nodded, but Din said, “we are.” His voice was firm and warm and it made you smile.

Kuiil nodded. “Yes, you are. Excellent. I will be in the audience. I wish to see it as I meant others to see it. I will see you soon.” He reached down and rested a hand on each of your shoulders. “Remember. Be in the moment, and be there for each other.”

WIth that, he turned and made his way down the hall and, you presumed, out to the audience. You felt warmed from his clear pride and belief in the two of you together. 

As you finished stretching, you heard the audience settle down, and you figured the house lights had just gone down. Your guess was confirmed when you heard Karga’s voice welcoming everyone to the gala.

“Good evening,” he began, and you could picture the wide smile on his face. “Thank you for celebrating our 5th anniversary with us. We are so pleased to have you here.” The crowd applauded, and Karga chuckled. “Yes, thank you. We have a wonderful program planned for you tonight, with pieces that feature the best of what our amazing dancers can do. All of our choreographers – Vince, Talia, Jee, and our visiting choreographer in residence, Kuiil – have prepared new, never before seen pieces for you just for this gala.” The audience applauded again. “We are so grateful for your patronage, and we hope you enjoyed this season. Please, sit back and enjoy the visual feast we have prepared – and don’t forget about the free refreshments during intermission!" That got a light chuckle from the audience. “Thank you.”

The crowd applauded once more, and you assumed Karga was walking off stage. You heard the curtains open and nudged Din. You tilted your head towards the wings, silently asking if he wanted to go watch the quartet. He shook his head and motioned for you to stand with him. He leaned in and murmured, “I’d rather warm up a bit more with you.”

You’d seen the quartet in dress rehearsal, and it really was beautiful. It was funny to think that it had been your original role in this program. You nodded and joined him in some light jumps and lunges, and then spent a few minutes warming up your ankles.

You heard the quartet’s music begin to build towards its crescendo. Before you could turn to head backstage, Din grabbed your arm and reeled you in. He placed his hands at your waist and you let yours rest lightly on his forearms again. He leaned in and rested his forehead lightly against yours. 

“You’re going to blow them away,” he murmured, and you felt that familiar feeling that he inspired start to well up in you. “Ready?”

You nodded. “You too, Din. Show them who you are.”

He pulled back and smiled at you. As you turned, you slid your hand down his arm and tangled your hands together. You walked backstage hand-in-hand.

The quartet was just finishing up when you found a place to stand together, out of the way of their exit. You caught Phil’s eye where he stood with his headset on by the tiny backstage lamp, and he nodded at you. You tugged on Din’s hand. “Here we go.”

He nodded at you and released your hand. You would go out first on your own, and then Din, and then you would be on stage together. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. Just before you stepped forward, you heard Din murmur, “beautiful.”

You stepped into the wings with a smile playing around your mouth. And then the music started, and all you thought about was the dance.

…

You’d never felt like this before. You’d never danced like this before. 

From the moment you stepped onto the stage, you could feel it – you were going to nail it. And you did.

You whirled through your solo, and leapt off the stage just in time for Din to enter after you. You watched him and you could see it – he felt it, too. You grinned, and then forced it off your face. He was a stranger, and you were meeting for the first time.

You spun back onto the stage at your cue and you felt his eyes trace across your shoulders like a caress. The two of you danced past each other, circled each other, glanced off of each other, just barely not touching. The connection between you pulled taut and you swore you could see where he was on stage even when you weren’t looking at him.

It would have stolen your breath away, if you had let it – you’d never felt so in sync with another dancer before. 

The first movement ended with the two of you touching, briefly, and then dancing away from each other. As you were about to exit into the wings, you looked back, and caught him already looking at you. You both froze, and then darted off stage.

The audience burst into applause. You grinned at the dancers waiting backstage for Talia’s ballet, and they met you with silent cheers and pats on the shoulder as you passed. 

You headed straight for the door to the backstage area, looking for Din.

He must have had the same idea, because as you turned into the hall that ran behind the stage, you found him almost jogging towards you, smiling wider than you’d ever seen him.

“You and me,” he said, breathlessly, and you nodded.

…

You had to wait through two longer pieces for the second movement, which would be between Talia and Vince’s collaboration piece and Jee’s. Wary of getting too cold, you returned to Din’s small dressing room, grabbing your sweats on the way. You didn’t want to break the bubble you could feel forming around the two of you.

Din pulled you into the room behind him and then into a loose hug. “I want to hold you tighter,” he murmured, “but this paint.” 

You laughed. “It’s probably for the best.” He hummed. “Ok. We can rest for a minute, and then we need to get ready for the second. And go stay warm.” He nodded. 

“You were beautiful.” His voice sounded deeper than normal and you shivered in his arms. 

“So were you, Din.”

…

There was a barre set up backstage for warming up, and the two of you stayed there as you waited. You watched as the dancers heading backstage moved around you for Talia’s piece and then Talia and Vince’s collaboration, but you and Din stayed in your own little world. That wasn’t unusual, for a piece like yours. You practiced a couple of lifts just to have something to do.

You were ready.

With only a few minutes to go, Din leaned into you again. “Ready?” 

You nodded. He grabbed your hand, this time, and led you backstage.

The piece Talia and Vince had collaborated on was almost over – it had three couples, a mix of principals and soloists, and you let yourself watch them for a few moments. When it was almost time, Din tugged you in again, foreheads together. 

“Let’s blow them away,” you said, stealing his words from earlier. He smiled.

For the second movement, you started on stage, so you stepped away from Din to go take your place when the lights went down. Alone on stage, in the dark, you took a deep breath. As the music started, you stretched into position, and sank into your character. 

You felt Din’s presence when he leapt on stage, and from there, the chase was on. 

In the second movement, you circled each other, sometimes coming closer, sometimes moving farther away. Glancing touches brought you together and then hesitation drove you apart. You wanted to know each other, to understand each other, but you had to find a way to communicate. To make yourselves understood.

You began to mirror each other’s movements, to adopt each other’s styles. You found common ground between you to build on and with the first lift so firmly grounded, it felt like you flew into the air. Din held you aloft and then flipped you downwards, catching you in another hold. You spun away and felt him follow you, and the connection between you strengthened.

Just like the first movement, you could barely think, could only feel – and it felt amazing. You knew, distantly, that you and Din were performing at a level neither of you had managed alone. You had created something new, something that could only exist because you made it together.

The second ended with you and Din briefly together, and then your character shied away – you ran from him, twirling off stage without looking back. He reached for you just before the lights went down.

The audience erupted. You were grinning so wide your cheeks hurt. Adrian was backstage, ready for Jee’s piece, and he looked like he wanted to run over and hug you. But just then Din came through the wings behind you and you felt his arms circle your waist. 

He didn’t pull you too close (the paint) but he leaned forward to breathe into your ear, “so fucking beautiful.”

You shivered, and Adrian winked at you. You laughed and tugged Din behind you into the hall.

You didn’t have as long of a break this time, only the length of Jee’s piece, which was only about 25 minutes. You knew you didn’t really have time to go far.

As you entered the hall, Din grabbed your hand, and made a sharp right. Just around the corner out of sight he backed you against the wall. 

He leaned on the wall with his forearm by your head. For a moment neither of you said anything – you were both breathing hard, chests almost touching every time you took a breath. His eyes caught yours and you couldn’t look away.

“I’ve never…” he trailed off, and you nodded. You understood. 

“Me neither,” you breathed, and his eyes darted down to look at your lips. The feeling that had built inside of you during the performance turned into fire.

“Din–” you started, but he cut you off by pressing his lips to yours in a searing kiss. He pulled away almost as quickly.

“I know,” he said, “I know.” He leaned back, and looked at you again. “I never dreamed it could be like this. I think I was meant to dance with you.”

You were glad you were already leaning against the wall, because your knees threatened to give out at his words. “Me too,” you said. His hand came up to cup your cheek lightly, careful of your makeup. 

“Come on,” he said, “let’s get ready for the third.”

You nodded and let him lead you back down the hall.

…

You thought you’d be nervous, as you stood in the wings before the third movement. You’d gone backstage a little bit earlier than before to watch Adrian, but it wasn’t distracting you. 

But that might have had something to do with Din’s presence at your back and his hand tangled with yours.

You breathed together as you watched and sank back into your characters. In the third, you were almost always touching – almost always chasing or being chased, grabbing or holding on. The movements revolved around your need to be together and create something new together.

As Jee’s piece came to a close, you felt Din step closer. He kept hold of your hand but wrapped his other arm around your shoulders from the back. “One more,” he murmured in your ear. “Let’s show them who we are.” You smiled and nodded. He squeezed your hand.

In the third, you started off stage. In the wings you both took a deep breath, and then the music started. You darted on quickly with Din at your heels, and from there you were off.

He chased you across the stage, and you let him catch you on the other side. You twirled around each other, leaping together, pulling each other along. He supported you through turns and lifts and jumps and you let yourself sink into the music. You internally marveled at how you seemed to be two dancers with one brain – you would reach for him, and he would be there, every time.

When you reached the pique turn, a smile played around your mouth. Din tugged you backwards by your ankle, capturing you and lifting you into a spin. Your body moved through the familiar steps, and when it came time to launch yourself through the air so he could catch you, you fought a grin off your face.

He lifted you over his shoulder, and let yourself appreciate, just for a moment, the strength of the muscles in his back.

Din tilted you back up and let you slide down against his chest. You sank into it with ease, and the two of you let the moment linger. You met his gaze and saw the smile dancing behind his eyes.

From there the choreography built to a crescendo that had you breathing hard, coordinating your movements perfectly to stay in contact – your hand on his leg, his arm around his waist, your arm around his neck, his shoulders supporting you. It pushed you upward and forward until, suddenly, you stopped, facing each other. You breathed as the last note held, staring into each other’s eyes, and then slowly folded into an embrace that took you both to your knees. 

The lights went out, and for a moment you couldn’t make sense of the sound that washed over you. You looked up at Din, and then out to the audience. It seemed like everyone in the theater had taken to their feet, cheering and applauding.

The rest of the company was backstage cheering, too.

Din leaned backwards and stood, offering his hand to pull you up, too. You took it, and he tugged you forward so that you had to lean into him just a bit. He looked like he wanted to say something, but then the lights came up.

You both turned to the audience, bodies moving into the familiar stance, ready to take your bows. But you were both taken aback when somehow the applause got louder.

You glanced at Din, but he swept you forward, and before you could stop him, presented you to the audience. 

You smiled, and when it was his turn, did the same for him.

As soon as you were done, the rest of the company poured out of the wings to join you on stage, and the standing ovation seemed to go on forever. Adrian popped out of the crowd at your side and wrapped you both up in a hug, which startled Din and made you laugh. “That was fucking amazing!” he shouted in your ear, and you laughed. Din started to smile, too, and you squeezed his hand, still tangled with yours between you.

You looked at him as the company moved to take a final bow together, and for a moment, you couldn’t hear the noise around you at all.

You could only see Din, smiling at you, so widely his eyes crinkled. 

Beautiful.

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a/n: they did it!! I'm so proud of them!!! next week... what happens after the gala? 😏 we finally earn those smut tags, lol. I don't really have any notes this week, but let me know if you have any questions! 🧡 and don't forget to check out the art!!

[sergeantjeffersonhammond]

Alexa play “Abstract” by Hozier

[shit-talk-turner]

I’m seeing a shit ton of parallels with Louise’s stories and TB rn… big yikes/

Could you elaborate, if you don't mind? Thanks

//

First anon here. To be honest I can’t remember everything off the top of my head. Also I might not be recalling all information correctly so please pardon me if I mix some things up :)

One thing is the movie theater story louise posted about 2 days ago. that is definitely a Taylor “I love watching niche vintage films in 35 mm” move, or at least that’s how I interpreted it. Same with the one that she posted in Los Angeles. Another one was posting stories with songs/lyrics. Taylor has some music playing in the bg as she records and Louise’s stories are almost always silent. But i noticed that recently louise has been posting more audio/video material. This next thing is a little more abstract and possibly a bit of a reach but the vibe/aesthetic they are radiating are very similar. Like that “cool girl” vibe, but louise does it in a tacky way. I guess louise has moved on from her alexa to phase

Or is she just doing things she thinks Alex likes regardless of what ex gf it falls under

[itmeblog]

I've been thinking a lot about ChatGPT lately and how humans are really good at finding patterns to the point that we find them in places they dont exist. Like the phenomenon where anything abstract has the possibility of being interpreted as a face.

Anyway, we see what machines do and matter in -> black box -> matter out. And like for programs and printers and automated systems and shit that can be fine for working knowledge. Like someone out there knows precisely how the self checkout works but all I need to know is that the scanner works and that it accepts debit.

But we conflate that with our existence. People are not machines. The point of writing a Great Gatsby essay in high school wasn't because the essay mattered. The end result wasn't the point. The point was the black box. The synthesis, the analyzing text and interpretation of quotes that taught you stuff like media analysis and checked reading comprehension. Everything that happened from the time you got the rubric to the final submission of that paper mattered. The essay itself is like... vaguely consequential. There are hundreds of thousands of not millions of Great Gatsby essays, nobody was clammoring for more, particularly not 9th grade English teachers.

The point is the black box, the point is the *doing*. And you see we do that weird optimization everywhere, it's not even new! AI just made a new dimension. Make dinner faster, monetize your hobbies, write this quicker, lose weight at mach 1, don't you want Alexa to read bedtime stories to your kid!?

I know it's all capitalism and whatever in a trenchcoat but sometimes it really has me wondering, what am I alive for? And the answer so often is "the black box".

Like doing silly voices while reading to make my family laugh or pouring over a dictionary while writing or smelling onions caramelize. Stories From Ylelmore in and of itself is a middle finger to story optimization omg, how many convos in there are so strictly unnecessary to the plot?? Because in Ylelmore the plot doesn't matter! The point is making the journey as fun as possible!! Having a stupid 5 minutes argument about whether fish drown? Sure, why not?! We have the time!!

Just a few years ago I used to lament having to *sleep* and all the productivity I was missing out on! And why? For what? What was there to be productive about?

[alexa-yukiyu]

Tell me about your favorite pieces of work. What's an art piece and a writing piece you're just really proud of?

Oh boy Oh boy, it’s my time to shine ✊🏽

Among my writings, I have many that I am attached to mostly because of the love you guys have shown have really helped me be proud of them but at the top of them I have Demonically Adorable

I wrote the first ‘fight scene’ that I was genuily proud out, I think it was actually my first one in general and I think a smooth job in it.

I ‘ve also struggled with those types of fics where you introduce a Reader into a canon series of events because I struggle to find the balance between keeping it true to egents but also not making it a copy paste.

The funniest part about this is that this fic was I think the first request I rejected. I was telling @cosmocup1d, the requester, bless their heart btw, that I had spent days trying to think of a plot but I had failed only to get inspiration a day later. And man on my I was in the zone. I loved how it turned out from start to finish, which usually I end up insecure about one part of the fic but this one I felt so accomplished.

That being said I also feel great accomplishment for Hungry for truth, the one shot that I had written thanks to you and 💧’s prompts and ideas ( please let me work with you guys again, i am in my knees begging you). I think I have mentioned it before but I am a fan of yandere but am horrible at writting it. I gave a try on Delivery for one and Locked Database and I felt okay about them, I liked them but Hungry for truth was top of the top. It was something that I felt so proud to show both you and 💧.

With it I felt like I had truly ashieved that dark theme, yandere theme that I had attempted to reach with the other true but failed to truly achieve.

Now on to art, it’s funny I don’t think many of you know I draw 😂, thats how this blog originally started and was intended to be, an art blog but then you inspired me to actually try to publish my writings and so here we are.

I did many types of art, including the abstract art lgbtia event where I published a couple of them every day in pride month. I like those but they were pretty simple, fast, something to show my pride more than the art. Now if we are talking about my favorite one’s it has got to be this one.

In it I drew my oc Alexa ( the pink haired girl) along with the representation of two other friends who back then were anons who identified themselves with the 🧶 and 🌻 emoji. I felt proud of how I did the backround, something that I had been practicing for a while and finally aces to the creation of emoji representations like them. The autumn representation I did is also up there, I remember at first it was just a witch but when I started doing a bunch of hair do I was like wait pumpkin? (Please ignore the words on the post they are a mess of pretend family tree that even back then I din’t understand)

And an honarable mention to my soulmate compass, less up there because most of it was simply tracing the photo of my actual compass with just a pretty backround

So yeah there they are! My proudest pieces. Thank you so much for asking quin 😂, I love answering questions of the stories I write, what was the thoughts behind it and I like even more interacting with each and every one of you.

As promised take your smooch

[kerink]

wrt AI idk why people didnt learn from art AI. everyone messed around and had fun when it was spooky and abstract, not realizing they were participating in training and teaching the AI 2 months later they were scared of and fought against. the abstract AI art was stealing copyrighted artist materials just as much as the smart AI flooding artstation. you guys participated in making AI capable of hurting you.

and now with chat bots popping up im seeing the same thing. you guys didn't learn from art AIs at all. it makes me wonder what chat bots will be like in the next few months, esp considering this post. we already know how some AIs like SIRI and alexa can hurt us, and fanfic sites are already getting oversaturated with AI fic

this isn't to be anti tech or whatever but i wish i saw more early consideration of how a new tech may be harmful instead of waiting until everyones obsessed and the tech starts showing its hand

idk its not even 7am yet for me and im still in bed so i hope this makes sense

[smilesession]

knowing that we can't turn back time and go back to an era before AI and its just rapidly becoming this unavoidable ubiquitous thing and its just going to get more and more so freaks me out so bad.

it seems like yesterday that i was playing with some website that would generate an image based on text inputs, it was ~2018 or so and it would basically just produce abstract visual noise of random flesh globules and vague plant shapes and light and it was really cool, it was the coolest thing ever, i was satisfied with it. and then what was it, a year or two ago that the same sort of thing was proliferating online and u could generate slightly clearer images but they'd still be pretty abstract...super fun. and then suddenly, so suddenly i dont even understand how it happened, it was AI art/imagemaking as we know it now. i dont like the advanced stuff. i resisted all the "smart home" stuff and convinced my parents to remain without it, Alexa and Nest and that kind of crazy shit, no way. none for me thanks. but i dont feel like its going to be a choice forever, and that feels like a loss. a massive loss. a loss of autonomy at least, because i'd just simply prefer to live without it, and i want to have agency over that choice. i don't want my music library to be AI generated. i don't want what i see on the internet to be AI generated. i don't want to see false images. but we all got duped into accepting it on some level with the fun stuff, i even fed photos of my face into that AI portrait thing at the end of last year. i just wish i'd never touched any of it. i wish none of us had ever touched any of it. i don't like it. the world is deader to me for including it. i'm not smart enough to explain exactly why i don't like it, i just don't like it. interacting with machine-learning that pretends to be a person just feels so zombielike and horrifying and insane

[tibatibaffaan]

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Ja Morant

Luka Doncic

Klay Thompson

Nikola Jokic

— NHL

Hughes Brothers (Jack, Luke, Quinn)

Mat Barzal

Andrei Svechnikov

Mitch Marner

Sidney Crosby

Cale Makar

David Pastrnak

Jeremy Swayman

Roope Hintz

Brady Skjei

Auston Matthews

— Football

Trent Alexander-Arnold

Dominik Szoboszlai

Brahim Diaz

Fede Valverde

Aurelien Tchouameni

Phil Foden

Jack Grealish

Marcus Rashford

Declan Rice

Darwin Nunez

Alejandro Garnacho

— Tennis

Carlos Alcaraz

Andrey Rublev

Taylor Fritz

Jannik Sinner

Jack Draper

Ben Shelton

Casper Ruud

Alex De Minaur

Daniil Medvedev

— Formula One

Daniel Ricciardo

Carlos Sainz Jr.

Lance Stroll

Oscar Piastri

Charles Leclerc

Alex Albon

George Russell

Lando Norris

Fernando Alonso

— Actors

Michael B Jordan

Keith Powers

Dylan Minnette

Dylan O’Brien

Tom Hardy

Jacob Elordi

Hero Fiennes Tiffin

Robert Pattinson

Nicholas Galitzine

Drew Starkey

Paul Mescal

Logan Lerman

Theo James

Callum Turner

— Musician

Calum Hood

Matt Champion

Dominic Fike

Blake Richardson

Reece Bibby

George Smith

A$AP Rocky

Luke Hemmings

Ruel

Zayn Malik

Kevin Abstract

Jaden Smith

Boy Pablo

➡️ FEMALE ⬅️

— Athletes

Elena Rybakina

Paula Badosa

Aryna Sabalenka

Katie Boulter

Camila Giorgi

Zehra Gunes

Alexandra Bøjeg

Lily Muni He

Emma Raducanu

Caroline Garcia

Iga Swiatiek

— Actress

Zendaya

Margot Robbie

Lola Tung

Ayo Edebiri

Sydney Sweeney

Alexandra Daddario

Alexa Demie

Hunter Schafer

Jenna Ortega

Anne Heathaway

Florence Pugh

Jennifer Lawrence

Angelina Jollie

Ana de armas

Halle Bailey

Elle Fanning

Emma Stone

Lily Rose-Depp

Camila Mendes

— Musician

Gracie Abrams

Tyla

Dua Lipa

Clairo

Beabadoobee

SZA

Suki Waterhouse

Phoebe Bridgers

Ariana Grande

Billie Eilish

Lauren Jauregui

Lorde

Rihanna

Laufey

Pink Pantheress

Olivia Rodrigo

Willow Smith

Tate McRae

H.E.R

Danna Paola

Jorja Smith

Reneé Rapp

Kali Uchis

[alexinterrupt3d]

albums/songs in my dr (not completed)

drafts 2016

→ 2516 - luna li/alex rani

→ cloud castle - luna li/alex rani

→ goodie bag - still woozy/alex rani

→ hiii - between friends/alex rani

→ bruise - between friends/alex rani ft. dominic fike

→ sloppy stella - between friends/alex rani ft. dominic fike

→ affection - between friends/alex rani ft. dominic fike

→ sugar - remi wolf/alex rani

→ wyd - remi wolf/alex rani

→ you and your friends - peach pit/alex rani

→ shampoo bottles - peach pit/alex rani

→ seventeen - peach pit/alex rani

→ peach pit - peach pit/alex rani

→ summers over - jordana ft. tv girl/alex rani ft. tv girl

→ kilby girl - the backseat lovers/alex rani

→ nellie - dr dog/alex rani

→ prescription (extended) - peach pit/alex rani

unsent 2017

→ pink + white - frank ocean/alex rani

→ in my mind - lyn lapid/alex rani

→ skin - dijon/alex rani

→ bathroom - montell fish/alex rani

→ time - free nationals, kali uchis + mac miller/alex rani, free nationals + mac miller

→ sometimes - ariana granda/alex rani

→ i wish i missed my ex - mahalia/alex rani

→ love to dream - doja cat/alex rani

→ jealous - nick jonas/alex rani

→ one of your girls - the weeknd ft. jennie + lrd/alex rani ft. the weekend + jennie

→ little bit - lykke li/alex rani

→ close - nick jonas/alex rani

→ all for us - labrinth + zendaya/labrinth + alex rani

→ love on the brain - rihanna/alex rani

→ hotel - montell fish/alex rani

→ kiss it better - rihanna/alex rani

→ die for you - the weekend ft. ariana grande/the weekend ft. alex rani

→ pyramids - frank ocean/frank ocean ft. alex rani

ghosted 2018

→ then (interlude) - willow smith/alex rani

→ prettygrunge.wav - artemas/alex rani

→ peach - kevin abstract ft. dominic fike/kevin abstract ft. alex rani

→ better - khalid/alex rani

→ pretend lovers - montell fish/alex rani

→ make it better - eloise/alex rani

→ STAGEFRIGHT - cody jon/alex rani

→ left side - eloise/alex rani

→ want u around - omar apollo ft. ruel/alex rani ft. ruel

→ love again - daniel caesar ft. brandy/daniel caesar ft. alex rani

→ when you were mine - joy crookes/alex rani

→ infrunami - steve lacy/alex rani

→ skinn - zach templar/alex rani

→ always - daniel caesar/alex rani

→ thunder - lana del rey/alex rani

→ drunk on a flight - eloise/alex rani

→ the dress - dijon/alex rani

→ 3 boys - omar apollo/alex rani

→ thats no fun - steve lacy/alex rani

→ hungover - eloise/alex rani

→ the way things go - beabadoobee/alex rani

→ in this darkness - clara la san/alex rani

→ little freak - harry styles/alex rani

→ from the dining table - harry styles/alex rani

→ you never knew - haim

→ could've been - h.e.r ft. bryson tiller/alex rani ft. bryson tiller

→ you're not good enough - blood orange/alex rani

→ my kink is karma - chappell roan/alex rani

feminine 2020

→ she - harry styles/alex rani

→ stargirl interlude - the weeknd ft. lana del rey/the weekend ft. alex rani

→ kiwi - harry styles/alex rani

→ female energy part 2 - willow/alex rani

→ girl like me - alexa demie/alex rani

→ dealer - lana del rey/alex rani

→ 20 something - sza/alex rani

→ dead to me - kali uchis/alex rani

→ celebrity skin - hole/alex rani

→ call out my name - the weeknd/alex rani

→ angel - kali uchis/alex rani

→ glory box - portishead/alex rani

→ honey baby (SPOILED!) - kali uchis/alex rani

→ escapism - raye ft. 070 shake/alex rani ft. 070 shake

→ norman fucking rockwell - lana del rey/alex rani

→ west coast - lana del rey/alex rani

→ sex money feelings die - lykke li/alex rani

→ i don't wanna live forever - zayn + taylor swift/zayn + alex rani

→ liquid smooth - mitski/alex rani

→ sea, swallow me - cocteau twins/alex rani

the 1 2023

→ ladyfingers - herb albert + the tijuana brass/alex rani + the tijuana brass

→ oncle jazz - men i trust/alex rani

→ fade into you - mazzy star/alex rani

→ my love is mine all mine - mitski/alex rani

→ love is the way - thee sacred souls/alex rani

→ baby - summer walker/alex rani

→ vanilla tobacco - eloise/alex rani

→ delicate - taylor swift/alex rani

→ kingston - faye webster/alex rani

→ electric - alina baraz ft. khalid/alex rani ft. khalid

→ still dreaming - raveena/alex rani

→ glue song - beabadoobee ft. clairo/alex rani ft. clairo

→ let the light in - lana del rey ft. father john misty/alex rani ft. father john misty

→ birds of a feather - billie eilish/alex rani

→ we might even be falling in love (interlude) - victoria monet ft. bryson tiller/alex rani ft. bryson tiller

→ margaret - lana del rey ft. bleachers/alex rani ft. bleachers

→ "slut!" - taylor swift/alex rani

→ real love baby - father john misty/alex rani

→ video games - lana del rey/alex rani

rage 2024

→ be your girl teedra moses ft. kaytranada/alex rani ft. kaytranada

→ kiss it better rihanna ft. kaytranada/alex rani ft. kaytranada

→ cool for the summer - demi lovato/alex rani

→ one of your girls - troye sivan/alex rani

→ just like magic - ariana grande/alex rani

→ espresso - sabrina carpenter/alex rani

→ never be the same - camilla cabello/alex rani

→ nasty - tinashe/alex rani

→ please please please - sabrina carpenter/alex rani

→ somebody - natalie la rose ft. jeremih/alex rani ft. bryson tiller

→ girl, so confusing version with lorde - charli xcx ft. lorde/alex rani ft. lorde

→ all american bitch - olivia rodrigo/alex rani

→ we cant stop - miley cyrus/alex rani

→ worth it - raye/alex rani

→ the line - raye/alex rani

→ guess featuring billie eilish - charli xcx ft. billie eilish/alex rani ft. billie eilish

→ diet pepsi - addison rae/alex rani

singles

→ is it over now? - taylor swift/alex rani

features

→ see you again - tyler the creator ft. kali uchis/tyler the creator ft. alex rani

→ love lies - khalid & normani/khalid & alex rani

→ done for me - charlie puth ft. kehlani/charlie puth ft. alex rani

→ bad things - mgk & camilla cabello/mgk & alex rani

[alexahiwatari]

07 Mihawk

Adoro este personaje, su estilo y diseño y su habilidad con la espada. Originalmente el punto era hacer algo abstracto de gotas cayendo pero al final el espacio que quedaba me gritaba por dibujar un personaje.

Alexa H

07 Mihawk

I love this character, his style and design and his skill with the sword. Originally the point was to make something abstract of falling drops but in the end the space that was left screamed at me to draw a character.

Alexa H

[cass1x1]

✈️🎻🤍🍎☕️ for yasmin, alexa, and reese!

yasmin

AIRPLANE — does your oc like traveling, or do they consider themselves a more homey person?

she actually doesn't really! she's very much a homey person. she likes going out at night but she also likes sleeping in her own bed, you know?

VIOLIN — does your oc play any instruments? what is their skill level (beginner/intermediate/advanced/virtuoso/etc)?

she does not anymore! she played clarinet in high school because band got her credits she wanted/needed. she sings pretty well too but not like...professionally.

WHITE HEART — what are three of your oc’s neutral/questionable traits?

lol hmmm...decisiveness, stubbornness, cynicism.

RED APPLE — where was your oc born? do they still live in/around their place of birth or do they live somewhere else? how do they feel about their birthplace?

ummmm no. she was taken from there when she was taken into witsec. she misses it terribly in some ways, but there is a small part of her that is grateful for getting away from some of the worst parts.

HOT BEVERAGE — does your oc prefer coffee, tea, hot chocolate, milk, water, or some other drink? how do they like to take this drink (ex. coffee with milk, hot chocolate with whipped cream, a specific kind of tea, etc)?

hmm good question! she likes her coffee in the morning with lots of milk, no sugar. she drinks tea with lots of milk and sugar. she looooves a spicy hot chocolate or like a rich dark drinking chocolate kind of situation, but that's like a decadent treat to her.

alexa

AIRPLANE — does your oc like traveling, or do they consider themselves a more homey person?

loves to travel! really into it. would love to be some kind of journalist where travel was part of it?

VIOLIN — does your oc play any instruments? what is their skill level (beginner/intermediate/advanced/virtuoso/etc)?

she also sings well, apparently! i don't think she plays an instrument though.

WHITE HEART — what are three of your oc’s neutral/questionable traits?

lol. hm. controlling (of her image and situations, not like of people), dramatic, and pretentious

RED APPLE — where was your oc born? do they still live in/around their place of birth or do they live somewhere else? how do they feel about their birthplace?

she was born in california, near sacramento. she misses it, but honestly not that much. she lives in seattle (??) now.

HOT BEVERAGE — does your oc prefer coffee, tea, hot chocolate, milk, water, or some other drink? how do they like to take this drink (ex. coffee with milk, hot chocolate with whipped cream, a specific kind of tea, etc)?

she is a coffee person for sURE but she does also like a good tea. she takes her coffee usually as like...some kind of seasonal latte, but she'll also drink it iced (her go-to is an iced americano). she likes iced coffee and hot coffee equally.

reese

AIRPLANE — does your oc like traveling, or do they consider themselves a more homey person?

i'm not sure reese could form a meaningful opinion on this. they're so accustomed to travel that it's all they know, pretty much. being home feels weird to them.

VIOLIN — does your oc play any instruments? what is their skill level (beginner/intermediate/advanced/virtuoso/etc)?

i looked and looked and looked and i have concluded that they do not. they're not good enough at like staying in one spot for practice. maybe they tried drums briefly as a kid but it didn't take.

WHITE HEART — what are three of your oc’s neutral/questionable traits?

intensity, competitiveness, and routine-oriented-ness?

RED APPLE — where was your oc born? do they still live in/around their place of birth or do they live somewhere else? how do they feel about their birthplace?

hmmm i think they were actually born kinda far? idk maybe like michigan or something? and they got into U of W for hockey and that's how they ended up where they are. they miss michigan but also it's been so long since they lived there that it's sort of an abstract feeling.

HOT BEVERAGE — does your oc prefer coffee, tea, hot chocolate, milk, water, or some other drink? how do they like to take this drink (ex. coffee with milk, hot chocolate with whipped cream, a specific kind of tea, etc)?

oh reese is weirdly not a coffee person. they'll do green tea (iced or hot, plain or a teeeeeeny bit of sugar if they're not feeling well). they're also like drinking one of those giant water bottles throughout the day.

[radioconstructed]

📃 chinhands at you

It would be really fun to have people interact with Al in an Online capacity. Right now she just alludes to Whatever Is Happening To Her in the Internet sphere (like, "oh I'm getting cancelled on twitter for gentrifying cannibalism" or "check out my DMs"). I think it would be pretty cool for anyone to come up with wild shit that would theoretically happen to her. e.x. "hey, why am I hearing rumors that you're Valentino's secret baby mama?" or talk to her about her actual online content, whether it be in a legit capacity like "I really like your [video/song] cover because [reason]," or a humorous one like "your youtube apology video sucks because there's no ukulele," or even outright act like the weird creeps that Online Femoids get.

It would be fun for her to get close enough to friends to open up about the things she doesn't, like her premortem family life, the whole situation around her death, and the anger & grief around it. She's been open about the botched investigation into her own death, but she there's more she could talk about.

I think it would be pretty neat for her to chat about stuffs like gender & sexuality more. Obviously the gender stuffs is a point of canon divergence, and unlike my other Alastor, she's openly aroace, so like... that's fun stuff to explore. She's got plenty to chat about on the Theory front, she's got plenty to chat about on the Experience front too, she's surprisingly open, but not without prompting. She just doesn't have the internal driver to come on v*xblr and talk about gender/sexuality much unprompted. Also, she keeps her sex life private but she's open about being aroace, maybe a trusted friend could get a sexuality convo out of her. Not nasty details, but more like the convos Alexa has with trusted friends about things like preferring to sleep with friends than strangers, etc. Like, abstract stuff.

Exploring her other canon divergences would be fun. Like, why is she internet-literate? Why isn't she camera-shy? Why the hell is her old ass shitposting on V*xTube? What's her day-to-day life like, how's it different from her canon counterparts, and how is it different now than it was for her when she was living really similarly to the way Alexa does?

I think she should go thrifting with friends!

It would be really funny if someone was able to get her to admit that she and Vox had A Thing. That would be SO WILD as a conversation with an alt, I think. What a thing to have to admit.

I think more stupid things should happen in her life and I'd love to involve other muses. Like, they should at least witness someone show up to the hotel and be like "Tom Trench is MY MAN why are you STEALING HIM" girl idk

I think Al having an "alt station" like how people have alternate social media accounts to wild out is such a fun thing and hmm that should be explored more. She's professional on her main station, and she's the Alastor equivalent of a Twitch streamer on her alt account. Like if H*sanabi was born in the 1900's and a theatre kid instead of a leftist himbo. Maybe some muses should join her on it or something.

[mary-asher]

TW TRIBETWELVE

Hello Everyone I Am Mary Asher I Am 60 Years Old I Love My Son My Wine And My Spare Time And I Plan On Sharing Some Of My Spare Time With You . I Will Post About My Day To Day Like My Food And My Outings And My Friends And Maybe More I Don’t Know Really Alexa Please Play Queen’s Top Hits . Also You Can Send Me Asks And You Can Come Say Hello And Read My Posts And Send Me Messages . I Hope I Am Welcome Here I Am Here From The Reddit Strike .

hi i'm op. sorry this blog's gonna be fuckign awful this is a bit i thought of w friends and my ass cannot resist tha fuckin bit.

only ask rule is no nsfw thats not a like joke (im a minor) and no death threats her ass is NOT the real mary asher 😭

my mains @milos-journal yk how it be

tags for the blog:

#is this fucking anything - for OOC posting, may be done to answer any asks for me OOC for here in particular

#mary posting - mary posting. in general

#mary int - interaction with other in-character blogs. since this is technically rp but is p much just abstract shitposting

#mary answers - for asks

#slendblr - tag for me, my friends, and whoever else chooses to join the weird shit post in-character blogging.

this post has all the tags under it so that way it's easy to navigate (esp for mobile users)

i am making a new-er tag because i don't wanna interfere w the ACTUAL slenderverse blogosphere, that shit's cool and if you have spare time find some slenderblogs to give a spin and try.

[wtflife01]

about the alexa actually paint thing and charlotte is only ugly scribbles. the only problem with charlotte’s shoes has always been how overpriced they were. her expressing her creativity in whatever way she saw fit wasn’t. “actually painting” or “being an artist” is a completely abstract concept. if you create something creative you’re a hobby artist. being creative is always good just the way it is. there’s skill levels sure, but i hate nothing more than people thinking something can only be art when the artists technical skills are near perfect. charlotte’s shoes are her creating art she just sells them for way too much for what they are

The problem wasn’t only the price but most of the designs were copied or heavily “inspired” in others work so a lot of the times she wasn’t even creating anything or expressing her creativity

and "being an artist" is most definitely not a completely abstract concept

[thatboomerkid]

yeah like, maybe i’m naive or stupidly optimistic or whatever but

like

i give at least enough credit to pride (as an abstract concept) — and, begrudgingly, to tay-schway herself as no small part of this equation — to pretty solidly declare that if miss swift was in ANY way into girls AT ALL that we would have heard about it pretty very unambiguously by now

she would have a hit song called ‘Slurping my Hot Bestie’s Kitty (Taylor Hearts Ur Clit)’ on at least one album

she could not reasonably be expected to stop herself and no one else on earth could prevent her from doing so either

it is known

like i am not exactly a big fan of miss swift, but i have a pair of daughters under the age of seven who would fucking KILL OR DIE for her WITHOUT HESITATION and our house has an alexa so it’s safe to say that i’m quite broadly familiar with her discography

so i know fun facts about miss swift like that her lucky number is 13 because my first grader would legit get that shit tattooed on her face if i allowed her to do so

and not for nothing but i’ve lived in the same goddamn united states as taylor has for the last 34 years speaking the same piece of shit language and simmering in the same thin, oily gruel of jesus-&-gun sludge we laughably call a fucking “culture” around here

and I feel like i understand her psychology as well as i can be expected to

so like sure

maybe i’m not in a position to psychoanalyze somebody like Rasputin or King Tut; his life and words and actions are just completely incomprehensible to me

but the outline of taylor’s work — and some of the substance, such as it is — is at the very least legible to me

and the broad theme of her work from my own perspective seems to be that she very genuinely experiences deeply sad, upsetting heartbreak at an olivia rodrigo level of distress emotional intensity and frequency

and that all the money and fame in the world doesn’t mean shit compared to the power of stupid self destructive infatuation

she all she really wants is just to be in love

and to be loved in return

and that no one would CHOOSE to find travis kelsey or tim mcgraw or any other dude she has fucked attractive

and it sounds like a living nightmare to me

and one that a single night with Chappell Roan could probably solve if taylor was into that shit

but she’s not and it is very sad

all goofing aside I genuinely don't understand the urge to reimagine Taylor Allison Swift as a secretly queer icon when the pop music scene(TM) is like. literally overflowing with women who actually like women. Gaga and Kesha and Miley and Halsey are right there. Rina Sawayama and Hayley Kiyoko and Rebecca Black and Kehlani and Victoria Monét and Miya Folick if you're willing to get slightly less top 100. Janelle and Demi for them nonbinary takes on liking girls. like what are we doing here. like I'm not even saying you can't enjoy Taylor but why would you hang all your little gay hopes on her.

[digitalcatch]

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