#and my diva is playing in 10 minutes

[jadewithaj]

Yk tennis is really back when i look at tennis channel feed and don’t know what match to click on😎

Wdym free time? I have an ATP 250, a WTA 500, another WTA 250 (albeit can only do replay), AND like three freaking Davis Cup ties to WATCH!!!

[megalomaniacz]

SWEET CHERRY 🍒

camgirl!reader x toxic actually loserish really pathetic!vi

diva mode activated halfway through writing this…guys idk i’m gay okay and if it isn’t good i never wrote it…okay? erm nsfw!! listened to tate mcrae and charli while writing this if that means anything to u. also, my birthday is tomorrow!! might drunkenly pump out a toxic!cait one shot OMG WHO SAIDDDD THAT

PART ONE: $EX. LIE$. UGLY. TRUTH.

the time on her computer screen read 11:07 pm. you were two minutes behind schedule. every regular viewer, including vi, was on the edge of their seat. licking at chapped lips and rubbing lotiony hands together. eyes wide with wonder, refreshing the site every 10 seconds until you popped onto screen.

you were wearing your signature cherry red lingerie, flawless makeup, soft pop music playing in the back. nails sharp and adorned with cherries. you held a sucker that read eat me in your hand, slowly unwrapping it for the camera. “hi cherries, guess what flavor this is.”

vi was foaming at the fucking mouth, adjusting the computer in her lap. eyes glued to the screen while she bit her lip and held onto your every word.

you moved closer to the screen. “grape? chat what do you mean? cmon guess and you get a prizeeee.”

the way you spoke, singing your words. ending the sentence in a suggestive tone. your sultry manner and bedroom eyes. everything was driving vi up a goddamn wall. you were all that and bag of fucking chips. she couldn’t stop thinking about you since she found a video of you fucking yourself with a dildo on an adult site. lezgetbusy or something fucking stupid. scrolled through the comments (5,000) until someone alluded to the fact that you cammed.

then she followed your profile and immediately paid your $50 messaging fee.

in all honesty, she was talking to herself in there half the time. the rare moments in which you did respond gave her a euphoria she couldn’t contain. she wanted to fuck you. no, she needed to fuck you. with her fingers, her tongue, her strap, and whatever the hell else will fit up there. it was driving her crazy.

grandSurpass: grape lol

justmyego: strawberry?

Several_means: lick it again please :(

she rolled her eyes at the screen. “idiotic men, it’s fucking cherry.” she begins to tap in the chat. she presses send, and when she sees you reading it? mouthing her comment? she nearly chokes, feeling her face flush.

“very good, vi? violet22. very good.”

her hands were stuffed into her pants now, legs spread while she toys with herself. you said her name. you said her fucking name! she throws her head back, thinking about how easily it fell off your tongue.

“since you guessed right, you get, drumroll pleaseeee.”

she was close now. pool of wetness filling her boxers. legs shaking, mouth wide open. please keep talking, please keep talking…please…

“a chance to chat with me personally! this stream, and others, will be a bit shorter as i’ve decided i’ll be doing one on one chats with some lucky cherries. congratulations vio-“

she slams her computer shut, takes her hand out of her pants, and jumps off her bed. stumbles into her bathroom, washes her hands and splashes water on her face, then stumbles back to her room. reopens her computer, runs a hand down her face, types in the website url again. logs in. clicks watch stream. and checks under her ass for shit because she swears she just shat herself. just now.

“oh, vi is back. okay guys.” you swish the lollipop around in your mouth a bit before continuing to speak. “i’m going to send you a link in private message, violet22. see you soon!” a toothy and cheery smile spread across your sweet face.

the second the link shows up in her inbox, she clicks it. hits the $200hr pay wall. fumbles in her pockets for her wallet, fuck she left it in the bathroom okay she’s got it dammit she’s shaking. can barely put the card numbers in. she’s making you wait she’s making you wait fuck.

after payment is secured, you in all your sweet glory, pop up on her screen. you’re sat on your bed, sucker hanging from your lips, fiddling with your freshly manicured nails. you hear the ding, realized she’s joined, and lay on your belly. tits squeezing together on the bed.

“hi! violet22? is that you? i can’t see you, turn your camera on!”

oh fucking fuck the fuck fuck fuckity FUCK FUCK. she has no time to fix her face up for you, or change out of her 2 day old t shirt. atleast you can’t smell her through the screen. she clicks on the small camera icon in left corner of the screen, and puts on an awkward smile.

“hi. there you are.” you smile, kicking your feet.

“hi sweet cherry. fuck. i’ve come to your videos so much nothing gets me so worked up. fuck. sorry.”

you giggle a bit and her face visibly becomes 3 shades redder. looks like she’s got some sort of filter on.

“it’s okay. thank you so much, your support means the world to me. do you have any personal requests while you’ve got me? clocks counting down.” you pucker your lips.

the time on the right corner of the screen is counting down 4:56…4:55…

vi’s eyes widen, and she gulps. finding it hard to think of anything to say. she was in complete shock. you’re looking at her. talking to her. you’re talking to her,,,oh fuck you’re talking to her.

“i-i’m- hmmm.” she stutters, picking at a hangnail. the clocks on 4:01 now and her heart seems to damn near be beating out of her chest.

“how about we play a quick game, okay? and next time, maybe you’ll have something thought of. maybe we’ll have more time…” your smile melts her heart. next time? GEE WILLIKERS!!! someone check this bitches pulse.

“okay.�� she nods, barely present. still unsure if this is some sort of orgasm induced illusion.

“if you can guess the word i’m thinking of, i’ll take an extra special picture just for you. kay?”

you wink and she feels like the wind has been knocked out of her. she gives you a small nod, and it makes you laugh. she’s so cute and pathetic.

3:48…3:47

“okay. it’s a type of flower.” you lick your sugar ridden lips, putting the entire sucker in your mouth then pulling it out slowly.

vi’s about to piss herself. or is that come? man these boxers are gonna need a deep clean.

“is it a rose? a tulip?”

you shake your head, taunting smirk on your face. “try again, cutie.”

oh she’s so gonna ride a pillow with your picture on it tonight. might even get the picture all wet with her slick, imagine her sweet pussy on your perfectly plump lips. wait what was the question?

“ummm lillies? dandelions? sunflowers?”

you shake your head, sticking your tongue out and directly swiping it over the fading words. eat me do you know how bad she wants to?

“hint, please?” she looks at you with sad eyes. feels like she’s being edged or something. pussy growing wetter by the minute FUCK 2:49…2:48

“cmon, you’re smart. use that big brain of yours.” you follow with a taunting laugh. she’s too fucking horny for this, and you look so good. she wonders how you feel. your skin. bet it’s warm and soft. bet you’d grip the sheets when nipped at your thighs. back arching-

“daises? did i say that already?”

you shake your head and look over at the small timer taking a bite out of the sucker, now it reads at me.

“lavender is a flower? right?”

you sit up on the bed, and she watches the way you widen your thighs. pretty little red bow right above your pussy. you arch your back, ass in the air, chewing on the candy. “close.”

the money she’d spend to have one night with you. ass up face buried in your silky red sheets. cock buried so deep in your pussy it’s kissing your stomach. WHAT WAS THE QUESTION AGAIN?

“aww your time is up.” you pout. there’s five seconds. vi’s drooling, all over herself. like actually. she wipes her mouth, slow blinking, taking mental pictures.

“the word was violet, silly! see you next stream.”

fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck

[ma1dita]

without a doubt

part one can be found here -> it will pass

words: little under 3k

summary: James has a lot of questions, but he quickly finds out Peanut is the answer.

warnings: none! angst–hurts before things get happy, peter (since some of yall might need a warning), all the marauders are alive and happy, lily is too smart for this, peanut and jelly 4 ever

a/n: thank you for all the love (and tears shed) for it will pass! i genuinely rewrote this about four different times and almost lost the plot, but please let me know if it meets your expectations!

(posted 9/11/23)

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DAYS UNTIL JAMES PROPOSES: 4

I know it will pass, it’s just heavy. You’re all I know.

There’s something about the noise in your brain as you move around your silent apartment. It overpowers the fear that hasn’t quite left your body after he let the front door fall shut. Being paralyzed in the aftermath of the truth that left your lips…It’s maddening. And you can’t even talk to the person you want to hear it most. You love him.

I do love you (Y/N), just in a different way.

Those 10 minutes were a fleeting moment in the life you’ve shared with your best friend thus far. But now, he’s stopped writing, stopped calling, and you’ve never heard him be so quiet in the past few days after the fact. There’s a knock at the door, and the sound interrupts the way you breathe, dishrag in hand, and James’ sweater still on your body.

I know that, James. I just don't know how to stop.

“What a vision you make, (Y/N).” Remus jokes in an attempt to try to make you smile. He’s leaning against the doorframe as you pop your head through the opening and he slowly moves to follow you into your home. Why does it feel like you have to explain yourself this time? But Remus is deeply understanding in nature, and he opens his arms for you to burrow yourself in.

“Get yourself fixed up. Not taking a no for an answer, love. You’ve been MIA for long enough and you know how Pads is about his birthday. He’ll want you there, broken heart be damned.” Remus is rubbing your back, and you groan.

“Ever the fucking diva.”

His chest rumbles with laughter, but both of you know that you say it lightly. Years ago, when Sirius moved into the Potter’s, it was understood that every birthday was to be as great as he was to his found family.

Nothing has to change, Peanut.

Remus sniffs you lightly, nose crinkling, “Place is spotless. Your turn for a deep clean and then off we go.” A horrified noise leaves your throat as you push yourself out of his embrace.

As the steam from the shower slowly suffocates you, you realize that Remus innately knew the reason for your emotional sabbatical from James and the rest of your friends. You wonder if everyone’s known that you’ve been in love with James Potter, and scrunch your face at how oblivious you both have been. The cold water washes away the grief that’s had a handle on your being this past month. Out of all the pranks they’ve played, this tops it. What a sick joke for the both of you to be left out of.

I think you should go now. Please.

—

DAYS UNTIL JAMES PROPOSES: 3

All of Sirius’s birthdays are spectacular, but you really can’t fight the hurt crawling up your chest. There are too many memories here at Potter Manor, too many familiar faces asking where you’ve been, and James looks petrified, eyes following your figure around the Manor like you’re a ghost he can’t touch. You walk up the stairs like you have many times over the years, finding a hideaway in the west wing. You and James used to gaze at the stars here.

“So why the hell are you moping on my birthday? No one’s allowed to be sad today.” Sirius grins, breaking the silence as he walks across the balcony to throw his arms over your seated figure.

“Happy Birthday Padfoot.” you smile, leaning up to kiss his cheek. You clink your glass against his as he takes a seat next to you on the bench.

“Trust me when I say you always look stunning, (Y/N) but there’s this look in your eye that you get when you’re around Prongs nowadays. Might I say it’s why you dropped off the face of the Earth?”

Your face instantly drops at his words, and you’re glad he can’t see much in the dim light.

“How long have you all known, Pads?”

“I don’t know about much when it comes to love, (Y/N). But what I do know is that I’m his brother, and you’re his best friend. There’s a lot of responsibility being those two things for someone like that idiot. You love him like humans need air.”

“I just… I don’t know what to do with it.” The elderflower wine glides down your throat, its taste sweet on your tongue. Sirius sits with you, knowing what’s coming next. As an older brother, he also knows you’ve been waiting for someone to listen.

“What do I do with all the love I have for him? Where does it go now that he doesn’t want it?”

“I’ll take some. It sounds lovely.” Peter’s voice almost echoes in the silence as you both turn your heads to see him and Remus in the dim light of the hallway, a bottle of firewhiskey in hand and it makes you genuinely smile for the first time in days.

“Yeah, pass it around. Godric knows Prongs doesn’t appreciate you enough.” Remus says bluntly, and you hit his stomach when he ruffles your hair.

“Honestly, what a prat! Makes you plan his proposal and doesn’t want you at the afterparty? The nerve.” You choke on the remnants of your wine as you laugh at Sirius’s outrage for you, and all four of you are giggling in the dark like idiots as Remus pours you shots. If anything else goes wrong in this life, you’re glad that you have the Marauders to live it with you.

The laughter reaches the hallway, and in walks Lily, who teasingly asks “Did the party move in here without us?” James is as still as a statue behind her, watching you laugh with his boys. He can’t remember the last time he’s seen you happy and acknowledges that he’s to blame.

“You shouldn’t be surprised, Lils. There’s always a party when Padfoot’s around,” you remark, and everyone gets up to go back to the party. Lily looks around as if she’s missing something, then looks at James.

“I’m glad that (Y/N)’s back from whatever’s been keeping her busy. Looks like everything’s falling back into place.” she muses, and James can’t help but watch his best friend, no, his best girl, walk away, thinking that everything must be falling apart.

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DAYS UNTIL JAMES PROPOSES: 2

It’s morning now, and a lot of the crowd has gone home or fallen asleep in the many rooms of Potter Manor. You decide to stay to help clean up for Mr. and Mrs. Potter, who were always like second parents to you as well. They had a thing for taking in kids who needed love. With your best efforts, you can’t seem to escape James, who has incessantly trailed behind you into every room you walk into. You dodge him again as you walk down the hall, but James, who has always been a chaser in more ways than one grabs you by the arm and pushes you into his childhood bedroom.

A shriek leaves you as he closes the door and has you up against the wall.

“What the fu—”

“You’re avoiding me. Why are you avoiding me?” his face is panicked as his breath hits your face.

“You told me to leave you alone. That’s what I’m doing now, James. What else could you want from me?” Your hands are on his chest, crinkling the dress shirt that you once helped him pick out at the shops, and you feel breathless, angry at knowing him too well, and angry at what he’s insinuating.

James is at a loss. He loves you. He’s never gone more than a weekend without you and now it’s been ages…. And he loves you. He’s looking at you differently now, in the sunlight that floods through his old bedroom. He loves you so much that it hurts.

His hands slide from the wall behind you, until they reach your shoulders, and trace down your arms. Intertwining your fingers together, James speaks.

“I didn’t mean…” he exhales. “I just…”

“Did you not want me here too? Because unfortunately, my friends are also yours, so maybe we can clarify exactly the terms you want me to follow next time, James.” you seethe, getting in his face.

You push him away, his arms chasing after you, pining for your touch. Your heart is racing with hurt, with anger, with love, all for the man standing across the room.

“Peanut…”

“No.”

“I never want you to leave me alone, okay? It’s been agony without you and I can’t even put into words how—”

“I can, James. How long have I been so oblivious to the fact that I’m in love with you and how long have you just let it happen? You can’t just… please don’t pretend that you don’t know that I’ve been waiting all my life for you to let me fill the empty spaces in your heart.” Your voice wavers as you pull yourself away from him, sitting on his bed.

“Just tell me what’s happening, Peanut. You’ve always had the answers. I feel like I can’t breathe when you’re not there and I….. my heart feels like it’s going to combust… I… I just feel…. so intensely. I miss who I am when I’m with you.”

James throws himself down onto the bed, hyperventilating with his head in his hands. Your hands are shaking as you reach for him. You’ll always reach for him.

He raises his head, as you delicately grab his face into your hands. Your fingertips brush his tears away, loving him for the mess he is.

“My life has been so quiet these past few days and I’m so scared to live life without you. Did I fuck it all up for us?” You whisper.

James licks his lips, and he’s playing with your hair in his hands. Your knees are touching on the patterned bedspread. The space between you diminishes as you realize that he’s about to ruin everything.

Your best friend is going to kiss you.

He’s holding your jaw so gently and for a second, you wonder if this is what it would feel like to be loved by him in the way that you do. With every single ounce of control, you turn your head away from what you’ve been craving most. James’ lips land on your cheek, and he’s chasing after you again, muttering apologies as he looks into your eyes and sees everything he’s been wanting. He sees his whole life with you through the split second your eyes connect. Pushing him away again, you stumble away with a sob.

“What was that?”

“I just… “ He’s gasping for air, feeling like his heart has exploded, and the silence is so loud that he feels like his heart must be in pieces, and you’re picking up the wreckage to take home. He’s in love with you. His heart has always been yours.

“You what, James? Don’t do that!”

He’s lived in a mansion his whole life but Godric, is this room suddenly feeling too small? You get on your feet, stepping away from him and he’s following you.

“Do what?”

“Don’t make me hate you, Jelly. Loving you has been painful enough.” Tears are blurring your vision as you hiccup, and maybe it’s better to not see him right now. Maybe you really shouldn’t have come.

“I just wanted to know. I know now, love, I…” James whimpers at the sound of his nickname. Your nickname for him alone has this man wanting to drop to his knees.

“No. Don’t you know how cruel you’re being right now? To me? To the love of your life? I would never do that to Lily!” Your voice is getting louder by the minute, and James is stoic in his silence, steps away from your blaze.

“But you told me you’re in love with me. Are you saying this is because of me?”

“Everything I do is because of you, James. And if you don’t know that by now…” Then maybe you don’t know me at all.

The words go unsaid but the both of you are hit with the reality of it. Your hands jangle the doorknob to get away from him, to be anywhere but here.

—

DAYS UNTIL JAMES PROPOSES: 1

Lily listens intently as James tells her everything he's been wanting to say for the last eleven years. She's not surprised, in fact, she knows this is the truth, but she's still heartbroken. Lily Evans and James Potter are both people who like to chase things, people—but after all that’s said and done, the thrill wears off. They’re more alike than they’ll ever know.

He tries to apologize, but Lily cuts him off and tells him there's no need. She's always known the truth, and even though it took him this long, she's glad he finally figured it out. Smartest girl of their year, after all.

“I mean, I always felt like she should’ve been dating you, but then we happened and I fell too hard and didn’t stop to ask questions. I tried to be blind to it, but…it was nice, wasn’t it?” Lily whispers, holding James’ hand for the last time. He looks like he’s about to pass out.

“I’ll be okay, Potter. I was before you, and I will be after you. So thank you for being honest. You’ve always been honest with me.” A small kiss on his cheek renders him breathless. Once upon a time, he would stay up all night at the idea of Lily Evans loving him. But his heart has always belonged to you. Without a doubt, James Potter is in love with you, his best friend.

He doesn’t tell Lily he was planning to propose tomorrow, since the situation is already as messy as it is. But Lily Evans always knows.

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JAMES HAS A PROPOSAL

James is pushing boxes back into Potter Manor, and Mippy helps flit the rest of his belongings up the stairs with magic. The least he could do is give Lily their apartment after their breakup. He looks around, rubbing his fingers of dust as his mother calls him for dinner. How humbling, he thinks, to start all over because he was too stupid to realize he’s in love. Starting over in a place he calls home is absurd. He looks out towards the courtyard where you had your fairytale wedding, walks by the hallways you used to race training broomsticks in, and back to his room where he used to whisper hushed lullabies to help you sleep. Everything reminds him of you, and your love consumes each memory that flickers through his vision. The feeling shocks him like ripping your head out of a pensieve. He’s so utterly in love with you.

What the hell is he doing at his parents’ house? He should be getting his girl! James apparates to your apartment, knocking on the door like a madman. He knocks so loudly the wood is bruising his knuckles, red blooming under his touch.

The door rips open, and he’s never been so glad to see you angry.

“You literally have a key, James. You don’t have to be a dick every—”

“You’re wrong.”

Your frustration gives way, lines on your forehead wrinkling in confusion. It’s like there’s a glass separating the both of you, and you’re scared to touch him.

You shake your head as he continues, “You’re wrong, by the way. I don’t know if Lily’s the love of my life. I haven’t lived it with her, nor will I. What I do know is that I’ve loved you for most of mine.”

“What are you saying, Jelly,” you utter, and James’ is grinning so largely you want to punch his face in.

“I love you. As in I’m in love with you. Without any doubt, or excuses, or anyone holding me back, my heart is yours, if you’ll have me?”

He rushes to catch you, his proposal hitting you hard as you fall into his embrace, hands feeling as much of him as you can. His broad shoulders, his strong neck, the dimples on his cheek, the glasses on his face—all of him is in love with you.

Your blubbering is muffled as he finally pulls his lips to yours, finally feeling, finally… James’ kiss lays out all of what he’s been holding in, and without words you both understand that this wreckage in your beating hearts, the destruction of everything you’ve set together as best friends, is love. He’s clutching you to his body, moving you backward into your apartment, feet moving in sync like an orchestrated dance. You both fall onto your couch in a fit of laughter and tears. Finally.

“How foolish of me to be with another, Peanut. I’m a married man, after all.”

"Not bad for a second kiss, Jelly." You laugh at him.

James looks at your smile like it’s the answer to every question he’ll ask in this life.

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“We give those we love nicknames, because love requires a word that belongs to us alone.” Fredrik Backman

tagged: @prongs-moon @alltheotherkidss @anehkael @princessprongs

[marwolaeth-76]

Veneer x Famale Reader. First experience of smoking weed

TW drug use

!!all characters are adults!!

tags: fluff and nothing more

“Are you sure Velvet won’t find us here?” - Veneer asks with a slight nervous laugh, his eyes running along the corridor while you lead him by the hand to the door to the entrance to the dressing room. You have recently become the twins' new assistant after Crimp was ordered to find a replacement for herself. Anyway, this washcloth did the job. Having not tiny sizes, and the same appearance as the singers themselves, you were able to find a common language with the two of them. In any case, for the most part, to Veneer. Velvet's arrogant tone and permissive nature still sends slight shivers down your spine. Be that as it may, now you are taking one of your “bosses” to the dressing room, all in order to smoke one joint for two. Who would have thought that Veneer could suddenly become interested in the fact that sometimes you relax after work in the company of well-rolled paper, marijuana. The singer, of course, is nervous, this is his first time in such matters, he certainly cannot say that Velvet did not do this, but he definitely did not.

"Um haha, you know we could find a better place than the dressing room..." -The pop diva says a little incredulously, he cracks a wry smile when you turn around to look him in the face.

"Don't worry, it's evening, Vel has no reason to appear here at such a late time, she's probably busy with her routine affairs, and besides, for some reason you decided to put windows in the dressing room..so we found a use for it."

Your voice sounds cheerful and relaxed, finally you both enter the room, locking it with a key from the inside.

"You know, I'm still not completely su.." - Before he can finish him sentence, you roll your eyes, take out of your pocket an iron box with neatly folded joints, and taking one out, set it on fire.

"After you, princess" -You answer with a slight teasing note in your voice, handing Venir the already lit joint.

the guy just rolls his eyes at your stupid impudence, a slight, slightly stupid grin plays on his lips, as if he has finally adopted your relaxed mood. Bringing the roll of marijuana to his lips, he takes a puff for no more than 2 seconds, leaving a green lipstick mark on the paper. Immediately after inhaling, Veneer coughs a little, putting his hand to his throat and making a face in disgust.

“S-smoke, it went straight into my throat, it’s just disgusting, and it hurts too!”

Veneer looks unhappy, he frowns and feels a lot of saliva accumulating in his mouth. Looking at this, you can't help but laugh at him, although you try.

“Well, of course you didn’t like it, actually, you don’t have to cough when smoking,” you say ironically, shaking your head and taking the joint from his hands. Taking a puff of 5 seconds, which seemed like an eternity for the guy, you hold the smoke in your lungs, and then release it back.

"See? There's nothing complicated"

Veneer looks surprised, to be honest he has never seen you smoke before, you pass the joint into his hands again for a second try. This time, taking a puff in less than 2 seconds, the green-haired handsome man was able to hold out without coughing, exhaling smoke, reproachfully saying, “Still, this is disgusting.”

After about half an hour of such shenanigans, you and your trusty drinking buddy were well stoned, a stupid stoned expression on both of your faces. “okay, I take my words back, this...isn’t as bad as I said the first time, lol, but still, you won’t lure me here again without weed” - There was clearly something...sarcasm in Veneer’s words? Yes, most likely. Sitting on a chair side by side, your shoulders touching his, you had already finished smoking an unfortunate joint 10 minutes ago, not even noticing that all this time you had been sitting in silence, breathing the smoke you made, intertwining your hands together, lying on his hip, in in a gentle manner.

The cheek on which you were lying, leaning on his bony shoulder, was already well numb, but either from the high you don’t care about it, or maybe you don’t want to waste this moment? Lazily turning his gaze to the pop star’s face before saying anything, he notices this and abruptly leaves a light kiss on your forehead, leaving a barely noticeable trace of the almost erased green lipstick.

"Still, I think you can lure me here again, even without the weed.."

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this is my first post of this kind, and I hope you like it. I'm not a native eng speaker, so I apologize in advance if any mistakes were made😞

[kattheweirdone]

So i just came back from watching the Dogman movie ( with @flowerisbored07 ) and heres my honest review

[LOTS OF SPOILERS]👇👇👇

IT WAS SO GOOD 100/10

Dont listen to rotten tomatoes. they're all adults watching a children's movie, and they probably dont understand most of the jokes because of not reading the books (ー_ー;). You would only get it if you read the books, which why would you watch it if you dont know what it is? Lots of good movie references, one that stuck out to me was a reference to the movie Aliens, the line "GET AWAY FROM HER YOU B####!!! " Very good 👍.

THE ART AND VISUALS?!? >:D

For the movie, they used meny 2d backgrounds that looked SO BEAUTIFUL 😍. They captured the 2d look the the books that really hit my heart (｡-ω-). The 3d animation was done so well. I am always scared when a movie/show is based on a graphic novel due to the character designs. However, this movie's 3d designs were done so well ◆u◆. Give the animators a BIG ASS RAISE >:].

VOICE ACTING C:

10/10, I was scared about Pete Davison playing Petey, but it fits well :].

Now, time for off-topic things (aka more spoilers)

TRAUMA :D

To sum up, Dogman was very sad about knight being gone and causing a weird taste in music, I'll talk about later on. Petey just has daddy issues, no joke, laughed so hard when they started making fun of it.

GIRL BOSSES 💅💅💅

WE GOT 4 GIRL BOSSES

1. Petey's Assistant - Loved her sm she was so sassy

2. Sarah - Do I really need to say???

3. Mayor - she was such a diva, literally carried the movie

4. Milly? - I think that was her name? But she reminds me of myself :D

Dogman's taste in music???

The dude listened to a sad old song in one scene and then Miley Cyrus in the next, both for when he was depressed.

DETEY REAL?!?

THEY WENT TO SAVE THEIR SON, and they said they were "partners" for like 6 minutes. They also got shared custody between lil Petey.... i know what you are 🏳️‍🌈

Sarah and Chief...

While I will say I do miss Chief and Nurse Lady, I do think they did a good job at Sarah and Chief. I mean, like, I know why Sarah liked Chief

Luv u Spyro, but im not paying for your therapy

[dailybrandonrogers]

A Summary of Bryce Tankthrust's Timelines within the BRCU

The intention of this post is to review all major events involving/centred on Bryce Tankthrust across the BRCU timelines. Following the conclusion of BRYCE, a lot of considerable changes have been made to the overall nature of the pre-BRYCE Timeline theory that have immense and confusing implications. This will be a hopefully more concise attempt at deciphering the current state of the Timeline by only investigating one character, albiet a very significant and important one, and how her personal life as played out so far to our understandings.

As always, here's my BRCU Timeline reference!

Before the list commences, there's a few things that need to be explored.

Bryce Tankthrust's Birthday

Utilising her the publication date of the first video she featured in, her fanon birthday has been declared January 12th. Her birth year however, isn't as a clear anymore. The previous widely accepted assumption was 1971. This was initially inferred in Blame the Hero where in Episode 3, Bobby Worst mentions he is 7 years old. Later, there is a jumpcut that informs 40 years have passed, implying he is now 47 years old in the year 2033. However, the 1971 assumption operates under the impression that Bobby is 47 in the 2018, not 2033, throwing another spanner into the works. Otherwise, he'd be born in 1986.

Approaching this from a newer angle, Bryce is at least 10 when she meets Bobby, and 20 when she begins working for CallCo Phones. Utilising this logic, she has to be 20 or older by Episode 3, in which we see a 1990 NYE party being celebrated

The Current Timeline

Late 1960s

Bryce Tankthrust is born.

Bobby Worst is born.

Late 1970s

Bryce Tankthrust begins learning the Double Diva Diversion.

Bryce Tankthrust meets Bobby Worst at school. She cuts out her heart for him, and after a seemingly random and unprecedented interruption by Abraham Lincoln and Adolf Hitler, she grabs a dropped book about dictatorship and decides to run away with Bobby. Initially discarding the heart in a trash can, she retrieves it 20 minutes later.

Bobby Worst becomes an orphan after his father disowns him, and gets thrown into an orphanage.

Late 1980s

Bobby Worst is released from the orphanage at age 18.

Even Later 1980s

Bryce Tankthrust meets Donovan.

Bryce Tankthrust and Donovan begin seeing eachother.

Donovan dies after falling off a cliff.

Tammy Tankthrust is arrested and thrown in jail.

Bryce Tankthrust begins working at CallCo Phones

Bryce Tankthrust's heart (her own, that had been surgically reimplemented at age 10) fails. Gloria transplants an experimental mechanic heart into her; it is successful.

Bryce Tankthrust and Bobby Worst Reunite.

Bryce Tankthrust commissions Gloria to make a robotic reconstruction of Donovan.

After he was fatally injured by X, Bryce Tankthrust gives her heart to Donovan, so that he can perform surgery and give her his murder victim's heart.

Bryce Tankthrust murders the CEO of CallCo and his wife, and assumes his position as CEO of the company, now revamping it into Thankthrust Tellies.

1990

Bryce's heart (the one she got from the Accountant) fails, and she suffers cardiac arrest on New Years Eve.

Bryce Tankthrust moves offices.

Bobby Worst murders Delorio and the majority of Tankthrust Tellies' workforce and harvests their hearts to create a stockpile for Bryce. In the process, he undergoes a metamorphosis of sorts.

1990 - 1995

Bryce meets with the Angel Investment Firm, and declines their offer to take on 50% of her company.

Bryce Tankthrust rekindles with Gloria Goopty.

Bryce Tankthrust meets with the Angel Investment Firm again, and this time signs the contract with them.

Bryce Tankthrust moves offices again.

1996

Tammy Tankthrust is released from prison. Bryce and her mother also rekindle.

1996 - 2016

Bryce Tankthrust kidnaps the son of previous Tankthrust Enterprises employee Donna Phitts, and preserves his youth to make countless clones with hearts readily available for harvesting and utilising.

2020

Joe Biden wins the 2020 presidential election, and Bryce Tankthrust finishes her tenure as president of the United States of America.

2021

Joe Biden is inaugurated into office, and Bryce Tankthrust undermines the course of the election by initiating a capitol riot on January 6th.

News gets out that Bryce Tankthrust staged the incarceration of Bobby Worst when footage of the two of them conspiring is hacked and released to the public. As a result, all the stocks for her company plummet, and she is rendered bankrupt.

Queen Elizabeth II, who still holds a vendetta against Bryce, kidnaps Bobby Worst knowing it'll cause her significant grief and heartache.

Bryce Tankthrust and Donovan team up with the Mingeworthies to save Donovan, and defeat Queen Elizabeth II.

A heart begins growing inside of Bryce.

Bryce Tankthrust revitalises her company endeavours and continues business as per usual.

Bryce Tankthrust and Bobby Worst get married.

2023

The Angel Investment Firm terminate Bryce's contract upon learning she is no longer heartless. This also entails killing her directly consequently.

Bryce Tankthrust, Tammy Tankthrust, and Gloria Goopty initiate their contingency plan, and murder all the Angel Investors in a scheme involving Bobby Worst and Donovan.

Current Day.

[lilamala]

festival write-up! Notable artists I saw: Cobrah, Slayyyter, Domiziana, Eartheater, Isabella Lovestoryyyyyyy (and don't u ever forget it!)

Cobrah was insaneee I was in the front row and she is SUCH a performer. we showed up like 15 minutes before her set started and the stage hands were still setting up this ominous prop

before the concert i thought she might be the type not to talk at all between songs because she seems so otherwordly and alien to me but she did talk and was super cute actually haha tho during her songs she has that dominatrix-esque charisma. mesmerising. (also it was so funny how the photographers absolutely dashed towards her everytime she was popping her pussy lol) the crowd was screaming like crazyyyyy after suck. everyone give it up for cunnilingusssss also she was going crazy on the cross during that one, it didnt even cross my mind to film it because i was sooo sucked in (lol) her performance. amazing, 10/10 (the face the waist the nails the shape etc)

For Domiziana I just knew Ohne Benzin before and sort of listened to her music a bit before we went to her show and I really liked it! she only had a 45 minute set and I did think it was a bit of a shame that she shortened her already short songs in favour of playing a few covers, id rather she play her full songs and not the covers. anyway greatttt energy i liked the songs that i hadnt heard before, ive had malena and auf die party on repeat ever since. she was also super cute when she talked between songs lol before she played amore she talked to a fan who was apparently going offfff in the front row and asked her if she was single and then went "Oh mein Gott Lea ist singleeeeeeee 🤖" and her DJ turned the autotune on halfway thru that was so funny. im afraid im writing this in a boring way haha u had to be there 😌 she was actually walking around the festival the next day i saw her around! (and I also Nura formerly from SXTN once? that was kinda wild. she's way shorter than i thought)

Slayyyter was wall to wall gay men as expected lol. she absolutely has a set of pipes on her, those grand 80s type pop songs off of starfucker suit her sooo well. she was really giving diva, u know when drag queens strike a pose and do that intense stare at the crowd, thats what she was doing. she played remixes of venom and self destruct, they were def more techno than the originals, i wonder if that is fixed in her setlist or she did it bc its technically a techno festival. it was fun to see the contrast between her more melodic poppy stuff and then the super noisy songs like james dean and the aforementioned remixes. the crowd were loving it all. i loved it, shes a great perfomer and a lot of her songs really go offfff live, theres nothing like a crowd yelling "K! COKE! MONEY!" in the call response that is Purrr (one of my fav songs off starfucker!) and she introduced that song by going: "Who here has done any substances toniiiiiiiiiight!!!" to a grand cheer of the audience. amazing truly.

Eartheater was. um. well i think she had the most thankless venue/time slot combination, she was the very first act on the last day on the big stage and there weren't that many people in the beginning, though it filled up as her set went on. i don't really listen to her music, i've just heard a few songs before and someone whose musical taste i trust recommend that i see her show and it was cool musically! her fit was sick as well. she just seemed to be in a bad mood throughout? she told off some guy in the front row who was on his phone (?) during a song and showed him the middlefinger instead of singing, made some annoyed comments that you could hear the bass from another stage a bit, and then for her last song she played like 20 seconds on the guitar (which she had played during the concert before) and then she stopped and complained that it was out of tune blabla we dont have time to tune it and then sang accapella. idk ive never experienced something like that, i thought it was a bit uncomfortable to witness as an audience member tbh

Isabella Lovestory baby! my love my angel my mother. its my second time seeing her, last time was in a tiny club were i bullied myself to first row and didnt really have space to stand and had to lean on the speakers the entire show, good times. this time also front row because i am bordering on being a groupie for her. the guy next to me was filming her on his flip phone i hope u enjoy ur 144p footage of her king <3 anyway she was soooooooo good as expected! she opened with botoxx which was so great to see live, vip was fucking sick as well. and she played an unreleased song called telenovela which sounded great!! im really looking forward to her new album <3 and she possibly played another unreleased one but im not entirely sure? i didnt recognise it but she didnt announce it so idk it might just have been something off her first ep. i think kamixlo was djing? and he opened with love4eva by loona yyxy lol my weeb queen. oh actually for that stage there were like screens in the back (u can see it on the cobrah pic further up) where they projected some like mood images and isabella had some of perfume (the jpop group), tommy february6, and possibly newjeans? at some point. but anywayyyyy i love her so much it was so great to see her live again. oh and i did get a little chin caress at the end when she went down to the audience lol successful groupie moment

actually Cobrah Domiziana Slayyyter and Isabella Lovestory were all on the same smaller stage and i thought it was a bit of an issue that the lights coming from the back were way brighter than the ones from the front so they were all backlit as hell and u couldnt really see their faces a lot of the time :( but still great performances from all of them

other than that there were quite a few dj sets, i liked schwefelgelb and we checked out horsegiirl who was also cool though a bit too high energy for me at that moment. i liked her original songs that she played! my little white pony and obsessed were both good. and the horse mask really is something else lol. and i wanted to see sega bodega as well but he cancelled short notice bc of an ear infection :( get well soon king 💪

[randomvarious]

Today's mix:

Global House Diva 2 by DJ Irene 2001 House / Trance / Hard House / Progressive House / Tech-House

God, I really can't fuckin' stand this frenzied and debased style of DJing, man. It's just such a terrible joke. Don't get me wrong, prolific LA scene vet DJ Irene definitely stacked up a whole bunch of turn-of-the-millennium bangers here, but that doesn't really mean much, because the way she went about it is just so transparently cheap and silly. I mean, I often think that DJs can be an overappreciated bunch in the first place, because at the end of the day, they're really just playing other peoples' music, and then with the right marketing, they can overshadow the musicians themselves, but there is glaringly so little care that went into crafting this monstrosity here. Basically, DJ Irene tried to stuff 10 pounds of shit into a 5-pound bag with this totally jumbled-up, incoherent mess of a set, which is really more like three mini-sets in one: atrocious, mindless, simplistic, blaring, transactional, Euro-rave-type hard house to start; then a run of vocal trance; and then some sweet house tunes to close out.

Now, I have nothing against genre-hopping as a concept. In fact, as I'm sure some of you are all too aware by now, I love it when shit's eclectic. 80s DJs mixed all sorts of stuff together, from synthpop, to electro, to disco, to house, and so on, and I love that spirit. But there was a certain sort of logical fluidity to it all, and this is just so goddamn slapdash by comparison. Between the three mini-sets, there are pretty clear lines of rigid demarcation, and then within those sets themselves, the transitions are often times just dogshit, and are sometimes attempted to be masked with some sort of vocal interlude.

On top of that is the fact that there are a total of 31 tracks in this 69-minute mix, which means that a song, on average, only lasts for about 2 minutes and ~15 seconds, which is *way* too short, considering how long dance tunes typically are. But then when you take into account that two of these tracks, which are run back-to-back, actually take up around an *an entire fifth* of the whole set itself, that means that the average length of the other 29 are shrunken down even more significantly, which *really* prevents the listener from getting into *any* sort of rhythm.

And my final complaint within this multifaceted rant about this soulless waste of time is that, while I certainly dig a whole lot of the songs that were chosen for this mix, when it especially comes to the trance, DJ Irene is really doing little more than scratching the surface. She too often just haphazardly mashes together some of the biggest commercial hits that this genre had to offer at the time, not really connecting them in any type of way that could be considered even close to satisfying. There doesn't seem to be, like, any super deep knowledge of this particular type of music, because, I mean, any DJ can slap together Bedrock, Ferry Corsten, and Tiësto, man; it's not impressive, and you're basically the equivalent of a top-40 bar DJ spinning Pharrell's "Happy" at that point. And likewise goes for lining up Roger Sanchez' "Another Chance" and Kings of Tomorrow's "Finally" in the house set, and then cheesily transitioning into the final track with Chuck Roberts' iconic, but frequently used "In the beginning there was jack" monologue too. Please, just spare us all 😒.

So, believe me, I really hate to sound like a snooty purist here, but this thing was pretty much unbearable from start to finish. Grating, empty-calorie madness that feels like a forerunner to what our soon-to-come generation of AI DJs are gonna be spitting out, which honestly, might be better than this.

Listen to the full mix here.

Highlights:

Bedrock/John Digweed/Nick Muir - "Heaven Scent (original mix)" System F - "Exhale" Ratty - "Sunrise" Gouryella - "Tenshi" Johnny Vicious - "Here With Me" Operatica - "Melancholy Rose (Richie Santana's Anthem mix)" Delerium - "Innocente (DJ Tiësto remix)" Pusaka - "You're the Worst Thing for Me (DJ Irene & the Evolution P.H.D. remix)" Two Phunk D-Lux - "Night Out" CZR & ITO - "Bring in the Funk" Raoul Zerna - "Feel tha Funk" Proton 2 meets Monie - "Higher (Tony B remix)" Hatiras - "Space Invaders (Hatiras' 2nd Encounter mix)" Static Revenger - "Happy People" Roger Sanchez - "Another Chance" Kings of Tomorrow - "Finally" Exodus - "Real Close"

[hxneylavendxr]

these words mean nothing to me but i would like to hear the answers to 4, 10 and 14 nonetheless

OMGGGG THANK YOUUU

okay so 4) favorite artist i can't even bullshit myself hands down my favorite producer has to be ghost and pals every song of theirs is burned into my brain forwards and back i have half of their illegal tracks downloaded it's insane their music is such an integral part of my life i don't even notice it the ghost discography is just home to me (honorable mentions dasu, masa works design ((he can fetishize wlw because he does it in a very grotesque bloody and cannibalistic way so i support him and he's probably a woman anyway i wont lie to you)), and ferry)

10) favorite kaito song? easily dr=funk beat i know the sekaied project has done a cover in recent years and i do not like it they will never be his insane ass. i would like to blame dr funk beat for a good chunk of my attachment to unethical scientific experimentation. this will hold up in court

14) for fave story wise when i Actually Think about it? spider and the kitsune like lion that shit goes crazy insane

nuff fuckin said

HOWEVER there is a primal diseased (faggot) creature in the back of my brain that automatically screams in response to this question KNIFE BY RERULILI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (the lgbt community has not forgiven rerulili) because im obsessed with how the vocal tradeoffs play into the story which is roughly: boy (len) gets the Curse and his sister (rin) goes on the Journey to find the cure for him and along the way she falls in forbidden gay love with her bodyguard (miku) and they do some gay dances and then len shows up with the Curse and the Evil Sword and there's a sword battle that gets fancy choreography in the diva pv and len ends up KILLING MIKU and rin who would have previously done anything for her dear brother fucking kills HIM for taking away the love of her life and she's left all alone with no purpose and you feel empty and it was the most emotionally charged 4 minutes 30 seconds of your life .but that's 2nd place -_-

[hannhsboothang]

⠀[𝟣]⠀⠀❤︎ '⠀⠀txt⠀⠀:⠀⠀the⠀star⠀chapter:⠀sanctuary⠀-⠀ep ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ❝　2024　　⎯⎯　　album⠀link　　　　༜𑜞𑇓࿐

⠀𝒯rack⠀⠀【⠀⠀ー⠀⠀001⠀⠀】⠀⠀⠀⠀𝜗𝜚⠀⠀⠀⠀𝄗⠀⠀⠀⠀ℋeaven ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◟⠀rating⠀⠀:⠀⠀⠀“⠀⠀10⠀/⠀10 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀。brother.............. heaven is where im at rn. this song was stuck in my head BEFORE it officially came out and the full verison does not disappoint. already a BOP and a BANGER will be playing non stop. they even sound heavenly. everything about this song is fucking beautiful, from the instrumental, to their own individual vocals, to the harmonies. omg please let me get memory loss so i can listen to this song again i beg of u.

⠀𝒯rack⠀⠀【⠀⠀ー⠀⠀002⠀⠀】⠀⠀⠀⠀𝜗𝜚⠀⠀⠀⠀𝄗⠀⠀⠀⠀𝒪ver⠀𝒯he⠀ℳoon ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◟⠀rating⠀⠀:⠀⠀⠀“⠀⠀10⠀/⠀10 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀。"thank you tomorrow x together", we all say in unison. im literally in the air yet again because this is so beautiful i just died and went to heaven. this the typa song that i would play and have to sit in silence while listening because i cant move, its so good i have to listen to it fully and pretend they are actually in front of me singing it in my face. they all sound so beautiful i dont even know who to single out because im so in love with their vocals.

⠀𝒯rack⠀⠀【⠀⠀ー⠀⠀003⠀⠀】⠀⠀⠀⠀𝜗𝜚⠀⠀⠀⠀𝄗⠀⠀⠀⠀𝒟anger ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◟⠀rating⠀⠀:⠀⠀⠀“⠀⠀10⠀/⠀10 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀。okay divas. yet another BANGER!!! going 3 for 3 on this album so far im actually obsessed with this. it feels different from the previous two songs yet, so similar and familar? it has the same angelic vocals and im AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the whispers and deep voice like yall actually want me to cry. i have no words this is such a beautiful b-side.

⠀𝒯rack⠀⠀【⠀⠀ー⠀⠀004⠀⠀】⠀⠀⠀⠀𝜗𝜚⠀⠀⠀⠀𝄗⠀⠀⠀⠀ℛesist ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◟⠀rating⠀⠀:⠀⠀⠀“⠀⠀10⠀/⠀10 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀。what is this beat..... im moving girl.... my hips are moving like crazy. YET ANOTHER BANGER!!! lowkey the beginning caught me so off guard because i wasn't expecting that high of a voice but... that beat didn't miss. got me moving and groving girl YESSS!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE U TXT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 4 FOR 4! LETS GO!

⠀𝒯rack⠀⠀【⠀⠀ー⠀⠀005⠀⠀】⠀⠀⠀⠀𝜗𝜚⠀⠀⠀⠀𝄗⠀⠀⠀⠀ℱorty⠀𝒪ne⠀𝒲inks ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◟⠀rating⠀⠀:⠀⠀⠀“⠀⠀10⠀/⠀10 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀。oh my goodness. txt obvi put crack in this because so far every song is a fat fucking banger. this is SO BEAUTIFUL OH MY GOD! i just started crying mid listen. the instrumentals are so beautiful it feels kinda r&b? idk dude i just listen to music. yet again........... vocals on point.

⠀𝒯rack⠀⠀【⠀⠀ー⠀⠀006⠀⠀】⠀⠀𝜗𝜚⠀⠀⠀⠀𝄗⠀⠀⠀ℋigher⠀𝒯han⠀ℋeaven ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀◟⠀rating⠀⠀:⠀⠀⠀“⠀⠀9⠀/⠀10 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀。okay honestly, this is somehow my least fav BUT STILL SO GOOD??? like yes u will catch me listening to this song on repeat because its so cute i quite like it alot. when i was starting to listen to it i was a little confused and didn't think i was going to like it.. but wow took a full 180 and i fell in love. ANOTHER BANGER!

⠀⠀“overall⠀⠀⠀✿⠀⠀⠀thoughts⠀⠀⠀⠀◟⠀⠀⠀투모로우바이투게더:⠀⠀⠀[ ... ] ⠀⠀.⠀i am moving and grooving this whole listen (sadly only 15 minutes. release a full album txt please HYBE IM BEGGING U GIVE THEM A FULL ALBUM) dare i say.................. my fav rn. u will never catch me skipping ANY of these songs. a solid 10/10 ep so beautiful and heavenly. God bless.

[wackpedion]

Persona 5 Royal: 193.3 hours

Persona 4 Golden: 110 hours

Your Turn To Die: 89.4 hours

Among Us: 77.9 hours

Project Diva Mega Mix: 58.6 hours

Danganronpa 2: 43.9 hours

Danganronpa V3: 37.8 hours

Doki Doki Literature Club: 32.8 hours

Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc: 29.8 hours

Undertale: 18.1 hours

Ultimate Custom Night: 10.8 hours

Omori: 10.7 hours

60 Seconds Reatomized: 8.1 hours

A Date With Death: 7.9

Little Nightmares: 5.6 hours

Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney Trilogy: 5.6 hours

Danganronpa Ultra Despair Girls: 5.1 hours

Fran Bow: 3.7 hours

Kindergarten: 78 minutes

FNAF Security Breach: 70 minutes

Little Misfortune 61 minutes

Bendy and the Ink Machine: 39 minutes

Piggy Hunt: 25 minutes

Bendy and the Dark Revival: 0 minutes

Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria Simulator: 0 minutes

Persona 5 Strikers: 0 minutes

Sally Face - Episode One: 0 minutes

how does someone have so much time on thier hands. or the energy to play all that. ik it adds & up my library probably isnt any better but when its all listed out like that wow. ermm danganronpa Based, i forgot 60 seconds existed perhaps i should revisit that but last time i played it just gav eme maaajoorr anxiety so i had to stop, also why so many hours on DDLC it cant be that long right. you got more on that than like omori. im remembering now im supposed to rate you not provide commentary uhrhfmbnb apologies ermmm 6/10, no strong thoughts, solid tho

[etrangersvoyageant]

Rewire, day 2

Here’s the skinny: I mostly stuck to one venue, where producers set a techno basement on fire. If Feltzer made me a lover, then Noise Diva and ojoo made me a fighter. More below.

Looking at the timetable a few weeks ago, I considered skipping this day. At that time, I had no tickets, so I didn’t feel cheated anyway. But then, I asked myself ‘what if you can get a cheap ticket and see Willem Feltzer? I liked last year’s album and maybe I should just check out who else is playing that venue.

The Grey Space in the middle is a location with many faces: I’ve seen movies there, visited art expos and heard live music and that’s there more organized. It has a good vibe and so there I was on Saturday.

The evening started with Willem Feltzer. He got all his bases, beginning to say down a calm dreamscape before pulling the audience underground. The set covered more genres than the album, but the same elements were present: chill, upbeat and playful. The music got a little darker and one could fantasize a system of tunnels, where Feltzer led his audience from place to place. These all had their own sound, yet the blend of music styles worked together well. And he finished with a club techno beat. For a moment, it felt like 3am in the morning, but it wasn’t even 9pm yet. All in all, an immaculate and well-thought-out set.

Next, a quick cross to a near-by church to experience my first bagpipe concert. Brighde Chambeul played rather long pieces, but the location improved the performance (although pews are not very hang-friendly). The combination of acoustics and the sparse purple and orangish gold lighting enriched the experience. One can imagine how people would get entranced in the old days. When she introduced the last song, she revealed another reason why she might be given this spot as she explained people used to play this piece to conjure the devil. Anyway, it was a bop and people were nodding along happily. Overall, a good performance.

Back to the Grey Space to see Noise Diva. An Amsterdam-based producer from Syria who’s rather versatile, but chose to play a noise set for Rewire. She started off with a speech, talking about the importance of female voices in the noise scene, how it’s been dictated by the white masculine creators (esp. in the 70s & 80s). She explained the thoughts behind the set she was about to play; how it was its debut, rather experimental and could have some odd transitions. Well, I didn’t notice the latter, caught as I was in the darkness of the music. At times, it was even brooding. Said had her eyes on her laptop and was bathed in red light, as she combined women chanting with sirens and drones. Only the ending was a bit odd, for a second it seemed she set up to deliver the final blow, but instead she thanked the audience and left, leaving myself and some others surprised. That was a shame, but it was still a fine performance in my book.

A quick breather and a chance to say hello to Feltzer before I went back down to the basement for ojoo. This DJ, born in Morocco and now based in Brussels, brought an exciting set filled with techno and its adjacent genres to conquer the dancefloor. The initial 10-15 minutes were calm before the storm as the beats were slowly pumped into the room, making people sway or march into place. However, the next phase really got the room dancing and moving – just like ojoo herself, bouncing behind the table, eyes forever locked onto the screen and mix panels. And although the room was never really full, I almost overheated stepping and swaying to the music. After 1,5 hours she was done and so was I. She remained in the room for a moment, greeting people, so I thanked her for her service and went home.

[thesinglesjukebox]

MCR-T & HORSEGIIRL - "MY BARN MY RULES"

Jonathan takes us down to the farm...

[6.05]

Jonathan Bradley: Adrift in life, you've been invited on a university research trip to a secluded and secretive community. The purpose of this visit is anthropological, but you're just along for the ride; it's a solstice celebration, and you're happy to participate in whatever curious festivity these people have planned. These people adore horses, which seems kind of odd, but harmless, right? "Welcome to the farm," chirrups the woman who seems to know what's going on, or perhaps is in charge. She's dressed like a horse, too, and she trots and gallops like a horse -- or so she tells you. So do the other horses -- I mean people -- and these people have gathered for something like a rave. Their beats are heavy and simple and the effect is numbing -- or is that the hay they insisted you eat? It should be just any old club night, but horsegiirL is leading the dance -- her saddle is on, and that doesn't seem right for a human girl, but she wants to run she says -- and the horses are dancing now. Not like dressage, but also not like humans. You sweat and your vision blurs; the synths canter and the kicks pound like hooves. You should leave. You should leave. The horses are weaving flowers into your hair -- your mane -- and your friends have vanished. You smell burning; horsegiirL whinnies like a diva; no horse would dance to this. But you beam. Good mood. Good mood. Good mood. [9]

Tara Hillegeist: One hundred per cent the most normal-sounding music I've ever heard made by a furry. [6]

Micha Cavaseno: Subcultures are fascinating in that, like, it's extremely easy for them to never perceive of anything that doesn't insert itself into their culture. Take for example how hard I cackled when JoJo's Bizarre Adventure used Jodeci and how I knew there were tons of weebs who'd never heard a single K-Ci & Jojo song and maybe 10 of them would end up digging into '90s R&B the way they get really into classical after listening to enough Final Fantasy soundtracks or whatever. So similarly, I always wonder about furries because I've never had any clue what their interests are in besides songs that cater to their interests (various werewolf themed pop songs, "The Animal In Me" by Three Days Grace). "Why is Micha talking about furries?" you might ask? Well, as a dance track I've got nothing to say about "My Barn My Rules." Like, it'd make a good filler track I'd listen to once and skim over on Discogs if it'd been released in '91 and engineered by a guy who was previously in a '80s industrial group like Hula or whatever? But I did have to look at this single art featuring photomanipulation of a horse girl, so now I'm just wondering about that audience's relationship to rave music and whether this is going to be like "Can You Feel It?" for them or not down the line since, let's be real, the horse thing is the No. 1 quality to remark upon. [4]

Frank Kogan: Kinda want more from a talking horse, something more horsey -- though I don't suppose that's fair, since I don't make equivalent demands on talking humans, for instance. But I'm not really feeling the galloping fun that's intended. The beats push okay when horsegiirL starts chanting, "Saddle on, I'm ready now," but the rest is just a signified cuteness. [4]

Katherine St Asaph: The flak-driven fursona kayfabe of Horsegiirl's whole existence should bother me, and on some level I guess it does. Unfortunately, this bangs. My hypothetical Sunshine Rabbits-led fauna club anthem playlist treads one hoof closer to completion. [7]

Crystal Leww: I saw horsegiirL DJ in September, and she played "My Barn My Rules" like three minutes into her set rather than saving it for the closer, suggesting that even she knows that the stuff with MCR-T is the least banging stuff she has. The rest of the set was good -- more of the happy hardcore, Eurodance, and hard trance stuff that's been huge in Europe. It's hard to say why "My Barn My Rules" took off the way it did other than that people like boring, repetitive beats or maybe because it's one of the tracks that is on theme, but yeah, sorry I hate the horse head. [4]

Taylor Alatorre: Would rate this higher if it were an actual furry thing instead of a "Keep Rave Culture Weird" T-shirt. [3]

Joshua Minsoo Kim: A friend once told me that if you ever date a horse girl that you'll always be third in her life -- she and her horse come first and second, though not necessarily in that order. I guess that means the music comes fourth? [4]

John S. Quinn-Puerta: My wife: "I give it five bottles of Mane 'n Tail." [5]

Rachel Saywitz: I used to watch My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic when I was a teen because I needed happiness in the form of quick 15-minute brightly-colored animated episodes with magical ponies who loved each other, but I dropped off of it when I realized that most of the people who were obsessed with My Little Pony were men who didn't actually like women who liked horses, so I just want to say I fully support the literal horse girl renaissance! [7]

Kat Stevens: When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I played with My Little Ponies and listened to rave music as a child: but when I became an adult, I put away childish things. For now we see through a glass, darkly, but then we will see face to face. Now I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known. [9]

Jacob Sujin Kuppermann: When he died they took Old Billy's skull and put it into a museum; they also, separately, taxidermied his skin and put into a different museum. Now, two centuries later, the third part of his self has found a true and honorable resting place -- not in flesh nor bone but in the magic of song. [8]

Aaron Bergstrom: Don't you dare drag Old Billy into this. [3]

Ian Mathers: The amount of shitposting I consume has left me curiously immune to whatever dark magics are being invoked here. I respect it, but I am unmoved. [5]

Michelle Myers: The intro was funny the first time, but the mediocre hip-house failed to impress. [4]

Brad Shoup: You don't have to pick a lane. You can drop into many points on the horse-ownership spectrum: reading the Wikipedia page for "horse" to your partner as you entertain the fantasy of, one day, purchasing a horse; going classic Horse Girl mode; actually inhabiting the body of a horse. But you probably shouldn't release a track that sounds like a working session of you writing through all of these scenarios. Only in the last minute do they even find a decent hip-house melody. Lots of great lines and chants here, but at a track length of nearly 4:30 they're stretched thin; this feels like the dub. Give me some galloping gabber! [6]

Will Adams: The original track is 4:26 long. The video version is 2:03. This feels important. [5]

Scott Mildenhall: If you keep your ear close enough to the ground at this time of year in the UK, you may hear Mr Blobby's seminal Christmas number one, "Mr Blobby." If your ear is particularly well tuned, you will also notice that it is a fine piece of music. It could almost be on Very. Conceptually, it's watertight, and builds on Blobbyland instead of just visiting it. While you can elevate a generic track with simple novelty, you can do a lot more to make it stick. This is all to say that the funniest thing about this song is the way it caused Arielle Free to be wheeled unceremoniously out of the Radio 1 studio. [6]

Nortey Dowuona: horsegiirL is a very distinct vocalist. As a rapper, her voice is thin fluffy and light, being overpowered by the fast, steady pass of the kicks and the higher but just as brisk pace of the bassline. As a singer, her voice is just as fluffy, but also clammy, and once certain runs happen over the first thin synth note at the first chorus break, it fails to display much range and awkwardly riffs as her rapped bars come back in, both immediately clashing with each other. Once she is looped and dropped back in, as the song has switched basslines to compete with the sawtooth topline, her rapped voice fits more comfortably and sounds more pronounced. But her singing clashes, bouncing off it until it finally is taken off with a whinny, which has more presence than her voice. [8]

Dorian Sinclair: As mentioned in my Amaarae blurb, I'm a Sagittarius. I was also born in the Year of the Horse, making me doubly equine and causing me to feel a strange sense of kinship with the enigmatic horsegiirL. And while I'm not a huge novelty-song person, "My Barn My Rules" at least is decently funny and has a pretty solid beat. These modest accomplishments are enough to set it apart from the pack herd. [6]

Will Rivitz: As a longstanding member of the Singles Jukebox consortium, I can understand on an intellectual level why it's worthwhile we, as pop music writers, level our collective critical eye with an artist as perfectly lathed to elicit strong responses of all kinds as horsegiirL, and I am genuinely delighted to see what others from around these parts, both those who loved and who hated this song, have to say about it. At the same time, I think it's worth voicing a counterargument to the forking paths this song lays out: fuck that, it slaaaaaps. Anything that could be said about "My Barn My Rules" is violently wrested away from me as I'm pulled without regard to my current state to the dancefloor, to 3 a.m., to screaming every single word with my friends, sobriety only vaguely remembered as somewhere we perhaps once were and will perhaps have to contend with once again sometime in the distant future. For others, there are plenty of ways to vivisect and examine these four and a half minutes in a way that will resonate with those interested in engaging honestly and openly with this art. For me? No matter how much I turn over this totem in my head, I always come away with the same mantra: good mood. good mood! good moooooooooood! [10]

Claire Biddles: The kind of cultural product that demands either a [0] or a [10]. [10]

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[dluxs8nt]

Yall spoke and here it is!!

Pt 3 baaaabyyyyyyyy

TW: CNC (unconscious somno, coercion, possible hypnotism, telepathic manipulation/coercion)

"ELEKTRA WHAT THE FUCK DID U JUST SAY TO ME"

"U do not speak to ur mother by her first name unless she has just done a crime of manipulation, abuse, or intentional harm. U, rose, are simply selfish, defensive, and inconsiderate if u want to talk to ur own mother with that tone. Now, im not gonna pull the diva, I made u into what u are, or the "after everything I've done for u this is how u treat me" bc thats cliche, overdone, n dry. But I will say. As I've given u connections i can take them away. So be careful how u come to mother, because I don't always play nice."

As this conversation is being had loudly in the corridor u have been hearing the slow and stuttered clacking of stiletto heels on the hardwood floors of the long hallway connecting the backyard to the rooms and then the living room which u have found urself in for what feels like an hour but is probably 10 minutes.

In walks a tall womxn, in all black and gold. Leather jacket. High pony. Impeccable bangs. Sharp acrylics. Glossy lips. Golden eyes. Golden skin. Golden smile.

"OH Jesus Larry H Miller Christ, there's a faggot in the living room while I'm over here reaming ur ass Rose. Fuckin hell, hi sweet thing who u here w?? Lemme guess, it's Danny or Divi."

Ur shaking in her presence. Ur lips part only to flimsy toss out the word "d-daddy..." ur so embarrassed but u don't have it in u to say anything more out of pure intimidation from the aura of the womxn that just entered the room.

"That means fuck all cos they both go by daddy depending on the day. Well, wear a condom. Dont breed unless ur ready to do some kind of preventative or post treatment option that will actually work w weight classes n such. And do ur research. Alright Rose, grab my honey tea and bring it outside. Ima grab my other wraps. I wanna try blueberry chicken n wafflez."

The average height white girl w blonde n white highlights dropped her sunglasses and scowled at the leather goddexxx in front of them. "Isn't that just a blue waffle?"

"Bitch. If u don't stop killing the vibe ima have to kill u. Just get the damn tea ready. Fuckin Hell." And out walks a masterpiece of dommy mommy fantasy oh my... ur drooling when suddenly the whiff of Versace Eros hits u again. Daddys cumming ehehehe

Hey Darling, wanna make out on the couch in my room??

What the fuck, that sounded like.. it came. from ur own mind. U know when ur hearing something with ur ears. And that, wasn't that at all. U look around and Danny is nowhere to be found.

Cum down the hall, on the right. 3rd door down, mustard yellow w a green diamond and a light brown doorknob. See u soon, hot stuff.

Holy shit. He just called u hot stuff. The thought of how he's talking to u without being in the room doesn't even fucking matter cos ur so horny u'd follow a stranger into an abandoned building w no one around for miles. U immediately dart up and get ur stuff gathered and March down the hall.

Here it is. The yellow door. W the orangey brown wood door know. And an emerald green diamond eye level on the door. Ur hands are shaking. U feel like ur gonna pass our. But u also don't know that u have control of ur body right now. Ur body is moving but it doesn't feel like ur mind is moving it. Ur sweating but also dripping into ur sock in ur briefs.

U twist the knob w clammy palms. U slowly turn the knob and push the door open to show a room filled with ivy and miscellaneous plants. U see hibiscus, u see lavender u see lemon balm verbena, u see blue vervain, u see chamomile, u see roses, how are these all growing inside. Then u look up and there's a huge pyramid of stained glass ascending to the heavens. Each side was a different color. Blue, green, yellow, orange, and then there were purple scarves and tapestries cascading down from the top center point. During the night time this seemed like a cave, but it seemed during the day it was a utopian forest of witchy things!!

"Welcome to my humble abode." U notice Danny sitting in a maroon and chestnut velvet seat. Its next to a side table that is geometric but abstractly bulbous. On top it is mostly flat w a small divet in that makes it perfect to hold things without them falling over the edge but not too curved to where u couldn't put ur glass down. He's smiling, grinning, smirking at u. There's a tinge of chaos and ferocity behind those canines and u can tell in his eyes he wants to devour u.

"Care for some wine, cutie??"

"Y, yes pls. Im a lil thirsty."

"OH, sorry I had u waiting out there for so long ur cotton mouth must be horrible. Well I have a big cooler of cucumber mint lime water so let's start w that and get to know each other a bit, ya?" This puts ur shoulders at ease. No sex, yet. U hope it comes at some point but not quite yet.

"So, this ur first time being at the HiveTown Haven??"

"Is HiveTown Haven the name of the venue?? I just got given the address and 666 state st is pretty easy to remember n type in!!"

"Nah, HTH is our production team. HiveTown Haven was created by me, Divi, Lektr, Harlo, Ripsera, and Obsydion. The venues called MarkoBeastro technically, on taxes, but the back music venue has been the Hive way before it was a restaurant."

"Wow, thats so cool, thank u for the water btw. Its delicious. N like, perfectly chilled."

"Oh thanks! I try pretty hard to be accommodating to my guests needs, I am a Leo after all. That caretaking dad energy but like, waaaay over the top. Ya kno, Tauruses are kinda that creepy uncle energy, Leos are the overachieving soccer dad that also does Cappoiera and oil painting along w a deep connection to Zen Buddhism."

"Ya, I've heard Leo's also really like to talk about themselvez."

Danny almost spits out his drink. "Ur, ur not WRONG" and he bursts out in raucous laughter. "God, whoo-" he wipes a fake tear. "Ur funny, I like u bein around."

"I can't say I don't like being around u," u giggle lightly and blush while shying ur gaze away from his honey brown eyes.

"Well baby, if ur ready, id love to devour ur tongue and get mine deep inside ur bonus hole, boy."

Pt 4 cuuummiiiiing sooooooooooon aaaaa

i need more aesthetics of forcemasc that isnt just rowdy rough stoner boy i need new wave forcemasc, goth forcemasc, cowboy forcemasc, punk forcemasc, jock forcemasc etc etc etc like where is the nun to priest forcemasc like seriously yall

[managodess]

Lol remember 2 years ago when I decided to buy a guitar and learn to play it?

Well I started in February 2019 and did some stuff til like May, on and off and then just didn’t touch it again, mostly for lack of time, until... yesterday.

So here’s attempt to at my musical / guitar journey.

I marked up my guitar a bit, like writing down which string is which, numbering my frets and color coding in the five most used chords according to this site I’m using to try and help me learn (G, D, C, e and a)

And just, trying to get better at moving my fingers between those chords just, from G to a and back again, while also trying to just practice strumming.

[derelictlovefool]

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