#because when it comes to its arrangements it feels like a really good mix of both

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NIGHTWISH's TUOMAS HOLOPAINEN Finds The Traditional Pop Song Structure 'Tedious And Boring'

In a new interview with Benni of Thomann Music, NIGHTWISH keyboardist and main songwriter Tuomas Holopainen spoke about his knack for writing long songs that do not follow the traditional format for radio-friendly singles. He said (as transcribed by BLABBERMOUTH.NET): "We've been doing things this way for almost 28 years now, so why the hell would we change anything at the moment? But, yeah, it's really tedious to me that you have to do a song like under four minutes all the time — it has to have a chorus, it has to talk about somebody's love life or broken relationships. It's just tedious and boring to me. There is a time and place for those songs as well, but if you have a story you want to tell, and it needs some time to be told in a proper way, you just take your time and the song lasts however [long] it needs to last. As simple as that."

NIGHTWISH's latest album, "Yesterwynde", arrived on September 20 via Nuclear Blast. It marks the band's tenth studio LP, following on from the release of "Human. :II: Nature." in 2020.

Five months ago, Tuomas told Kerrang! magazine about the new album's first single, "Perfume Of The Timeless": "When we had the first meeting with Nuclear Blast, talking about the new album and singles, I told them the first single will be a song called 'Perfume Of The Timeless' and it's eight and a half minutes long and the chorus comes in at 3:30. And they were, like, 'Perfect!' I think that has to do with the fact that we have a long legacy. You know, we can do whatever we want, and I do, but it says something that we can do that, when I heard that for Spotify it's good to have the vocals start after 15 seconds, or people skip it; they don't have the attention span anymore."

Holopainen previously said about the new NIGHTWISH LP: "'Yesterwynde' took more time to make than any previous NIGHTWISH album. The new album was intensively worked on for three and a half years. My ambition and piety really skyrocketed, and I just couldn't let go of the creative process — and didn't want to. Along the way, 'Yesterwynde' became both an exhilarating obsession and a comforting haven for me. All aspects of the making — compositions, lyrics, arrangements, cover art, videos, mixing and so on — were given more attention than ever before."

The lyrics of "Yesterwynde" deal with large-sized universal themes: memories, mortality, humanism, time and much more. "The new album is the conclusion of the trilogy — textually, it follows in the footsteps of its predecessors 'Endless Forms Most Beautiful' and 'Human. :II: Nature.'," Holopainen said. "At the same time, 'Yesterwynde' is the band's most lyrically driven album: our music has never been so 'married' to the lyrics. So here's a tip: if something in the composition puzzles you, the words might clear it up."

"For me, one of the key lines is 'we are because of a million loves' — taken from the song 'Perfume Of The Timeless'," he continued. "Each of us is part of an unbroken chain that stretches back billions of years. If even one of your ancestors had died too young — mauled by a cave bear, for example — during this incredibly long period of time, you would never have been born. In other words: our existence is such an unfathomable privilege."

What does the term "yesterwynde" mean? Tuomas said: "It describes a feeling that cannot be found in any human language. That's why we had to invent a whole new word. The album is supposed to open that feeling to the listener."Photo credit: Tim Tronckoe (courtesy of Nuclear Blast)

[bug-bites]

west side apartment, paper plane

tw: brief non-graphic mentions of ghost going thru war stuff and ghost's backstory in the comics (changed a few details because this is fanfic. duh), slight angst (bc yk,, yearning) but sort of fluff if ghost had a dollar for every moment he spent yearning he would have enough money to retire and live a happy life away from the military, also we're pretending british chinese takeout is good, not proofread :P

pairing: simon "ghost" riley x gn!reader (like always can be read as platonic or romantic)

characters: simon "ghost" riley

a/n: i hate how fucking massive the song link is but yk what its fine. but i am back and in a laufey moment!

simon has lived an interesting life, maybe he wouldn’t use interesting. if he could describe it he would probably use words like terrifying, cruel, or for a lack of better terms, shitty. from the moment he was born it seemed like misery and tragedy followed him around like a stray dog, finding its way into every aspect of his existence. his childhood home was always something he wanted to escape, or rather his father was what he wanted to run away from. there were good moments after he kicked the old bastard out, but the ever present threat of tragedy proved that it wouldn’t last. life had been cruel, dealing him possibly the worst hand possible, the only constant being misfortune, that is until you came along.

a temporary living arrangement. thats all it was. rent was a little too much for one person to afford, so you both signed the lease on a crummy, small, mixed-use apartment right in the middle of manchester. it wasn’t much, takeout dinners from the restaurant below and late rent payments were the norm but even with the busted heating, life in that apartment had never felt so warm.

after long shifts at your respective jobs he would come home, plastic bags of takeout in his hands, a sign for you to set a few blankets on the ground before both of you eat ungodly amounts of shrimp fried rice and orange sesame chicken. he could spend hours listening to you speak, nothing made him feel so at home. maybe it was the fact that the food was good and also inexpensive, or maybe it was because he was too exhausted to do anything else, but he loved those long sleepless nights spent sitting on the floor, talking about everything and nothing. simon cant imagine another time in his life when he was genuinely so happy or another time he laughed so hard water came out his nose.

he especially loved opening fortune cookies with you at the end of every meal. sure, he never believed in those fortunes but the idea was always fun to entertain. the sound of the cookie cracking open to expose the slip of paper, revealing what the future had in store for him usually filled him with a childlike curiosity. or at least got a laugh out of him.

“hah, mine says ‘there will be a happy romance for you shortly’. these things really could not be farther from the truth. bet yours is more accurate” you say, popping half of the broken cookie into your mouth “your father loves you and is always with you. remember that.” he reads out loud with a chuckle “oh. that- hm. yeah i take that back”

but the one thing he loved more than opening those silly fortunes with you or the late night dinners was after you both cleaned up the empty takeout boxes, taking the menus and folding them into paper planes. it became a sort of tradition after you got bored and began to mess around with the glossy paper that listed mouthwatering dishes and house specials. he could never get it right, one wing was always too big or his folds were clumsily made and uneven, making them practically incapable of flight but yours were the complete opposite. each crease made was perfect, every intricate pleat skillfully crafted to allow the small paper aircraft to glide through the air with ease. as you tossed your planes off the balcony of your shared flat, the sight of the plane sailing through the air as the sun set always filled the both of you with a sense of nostalgia. and of course you both picked them up and tossed them out because we dont mess w/ littering over here

simon cant help but look back at those simpler times and miss them. he knows from the start it was intended to be temporary, but he’s been through so much chaos and trauma all he just wants a quiet life where he doesnt have to be ghost. he just wants a nice warm home to come back to. it doesnt have to be big, it doesnt have to be expensive, it just has to feel like home. it just has to feel like you. its been so long since the two of you parted ways but as he stares at the last paper airplane that he kept, he cant help but wonder if you feel that way too. as he lies awake in his bed at the military base he’s stationed in, he spends those nights craving that domesticity he had with you. he recalls every memory, every minute detail that made him love that cramped apartment and maybe how he loved you even more.

[lokh]

Okay, I won't lie NSW is more than slightly outside of my area of expertise when it comes to camping but the basics are the same anywhere. You said you have a tent and bag and some gear so we're not starting out at baby beginnings.

Step one, check the forecast. If its gonna be a heat wave or a cold snap or pissing rain wouldn't it be nice to know that before you're sitting miserable in a tent in the middle of nowhere? Plan accordingly, pack accordingly and you will be amazed how much you can deal with if you're prepared for it. Personally I have a nice rainshell with me at all times because it acts as a windbreak, water barrier, and exposure layer. I have taken a rainshell into the mojave desert where it never rains and I was right to do so because the wind got cold. I have occasionally been the overprepared dork, but I have more often been the only one not getting hypothermia.

Step two, know where you're going. As in, what to expect not just physically where it is. Are there restrooms? Water? Animals? Poisonous/stabby plants? Poisonous/stabby bugs? Other campers? Poisonous/stabby campers? Hazards? Cell service? Emergency services? Gas stations? Can you safely have a fire? Can you toast/grill your food or are you having cold dinner?

Step three, pack the most obscenely overdone toiletries kit you can imagine. Yes, this is actually important. My god, human bodies are messy. All your basic overnight goodies and then add sunscreen, bug dope, wet wipes or something similar, your own toilet paper and something to dig with if you're going out past available restrooms, and a small first aid kit. The kit doesn't have to be a full triage supply, tweezers, bandaids, antiseptic and maybe some gauze if you're clumsy. If you are gonna be doing a lot of walking/hiking I also recommend moleskin for blisters. Put the moleskin on BEFORE the blister pops.

Step four, look at the forecast again, assume it's wrong and pack for the worst weather possible. You need a dry pair of socks and undies. You need long sleeves and a spare shirt. Even if it doesn't feel like it, you will sweat through the day and get damp and if you sleep in the same thing you've been wearing you will get chilled. This is why every one says no cotton for camping, no matter where you are. I have a full change of clothes for sleeping so my day clothes can air and dry overnight.

Step five is food and its really each to his own for this one. If you're hiking out you will be more limited as far as weight/refrigeration, but thats somewhat of a trial and error thing. Freeze dried meals have their place but there is no reason it has to be your go to. Remember your water and remember that if you sweat and replace it with nothing but water you will be hurting. Powdered drink mix is your friend. If you're car camping and tenting next to the car I just bring a 5 gallon jug of water that stays in the car and refill waterbottles as needed. (Note: Senshi from dungeon meshi isn't actually an unattainable fantasy, you can cook a full scale meal in the backcountry if you really want to. It is several magnitudes more difficult than you would think if you are used to cooking in a kitchen, but it is possible.)

Step six is assessing your gadgets. If you want your phone you probably need a power pack to charge it. You will want a flashlight for the dark, not your phone, not glowsticks. If you want a camera you have to figure out how to carry that with you. You also need to figure out if you have cell service and a way to call for help. The more intense you get into this, the more you should look at getting a GPS or inreach/spot device, especially if you want to go alone. This is also a good time to come to grips with the falliblity of technology and get a paper map.

Step seven is for sleeping arrangements, which you seem to have covered. My rip is to set up sleeping stuff as soon as you get to where your making camp, so that way your bag has a chance to loft and your aren't fiddling with stuff sacks in the dark when your tired. And drunk if you're party camping. Open the sleeping bag before the tequila. Also a sleeping pad will protect your bag and also your joints so you don't wake up feeling like Rip van Winkle.

Have fun, be safe, don't be a dick and clean up after your self at your campsite. Sleeping in the dirt is a great time and I hope you enjoy your trip.

thank you so much!!!! i had a great trip but it wouldve been better if id followed your advice more carefully LMAO

[lavenderbexlatte]

day 20: only one bed

kard 1.5k words female reader insert Reader x Matthew Kim (BM) NSFW

🖤 warnings: inappropriate coworker relationships, yes i turned one of the all-time best tropes into a prompt be mad about it🖤

🎂 happy matthew day~

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This all sounded way less ridiculous on paper.

Or, like, in an email.

When they were planning the room arrangements for this company trip, you'd thought it was no big deal to volunteer be placed in a mixed-gender room. There just wasn't the budget to put everyone separately, and not enough pre-planned pairs to make it work without mixing different branches together. It seemed like a simple courtesy to say that you'd be okay with someone from a different branch, and a different gender, if it came to all that.

But once you saw the final lineup, you knew you'd be in for it.

Not that you got a bad roommate, or anything. You've actually met him a few times before, and he's a cool guy. Very gentle, polite.

He's just also extremely hot.

You've never really registered exactly how hot, before. Over the three or four other conferences like this one, you've always been glued to your work bestie. But she transferred departments, and now here you are.

Here, at the open bar that the company set up in the hotel lounge, watching him chat with a group of people.

His suit jacket is long gone, his shirt unbuttoned by a few more inches than it was when he arrived this afternoon, showing a deep v of tanned, firm chest. His bleaches hair is starting to come out of its neatly-gelled part, strands falling into his face elegantly.

One of the women from the newest branch is wearing a little sash...it's her birthday, you assume, squinting over the rim of your glass at her. And it looks like he's in the process of buying her a drink for it.

If it was anyone else, you'd figure that they were trying to make a move, but Matthew Kim is just that nice. A little bit of a player, if memory serves, with the smooth talking and earnest extroversion, but a very sweet guy overall.

You lose track of your very hot roommate after a while.

Your boss finds you, and makes you participate in a very long toast to the success of the conference, and after that, Matthew is long gone.

It's not that birthday girl, because she's still here with her coworkers, but you assume (based on nothing, admittedly, nothing but looks) that maybe he's hunting somewhere else. He seems like he's the party type, anyway. Maybe he's going somewhere else for a second round. Who knows.

Conferences are supposed to be "fun," but you all do still have meetings in the morning. You've had about all the fun you're going to have, tonight.

You bid your coworkers a good night, and you retreat to your room.

You just want to get through this trip without anything embarrassing happening.

So, of course, you run into your very hot roommate at the elevator.

He's standing there, waiting, button already pressed, when you walk up, and he looks nothing but happy to see you.

"Oh, hey," he grins. "Goin' up?"

"I'm done for the night," you agree.

"Feel that. I wanna take a shower and crash."

You'd neglected to process, until this moment, that the two of you are sharing a shower, too.

"Yeah, I'm exhausted," you find yourself saying, anyway.

The elevator arrives with a ding, and the two of you are quiet on the ride up. Both playing with your phones, and while your calm is completely forced, his seems natural.

You go to the room in companionable silence.

But once the door is unlocked, and the two of you go in, there is one glaring problem.

"That don't look like two doubles," Matthew says.

He's right. The room that you'd been promised, a double room with two beds, instead has one luxurious queen. Your privacy and his, assured by the HR people arranging this trip, are all but gone.

The only thing your traitorous brain can think, though, is that this situation isn't half bad.

"I'll call the front desk and see wassup," Matthew says, going for the room phone.

He puts the call on speaker.

"I'm so sorry, but we're fully booked. Unless you're able to switch with other members of your booking party, there's really nothing we can offer aside from compensation after the stay..."

The concierge sounds properly apologetic in corporate, and you can't blame them for this. It is what it is.

"That's gonna be more trouble, isn't it?" Matthew asks you.

"Yeah."

"Then we'll jus' figure it out," he decides.

Figure it out.

Okay.

Figuring it out turns out to mean Matthew taking a shower, and then you taking a shower, and then both of you standing on your respective sides of the bed. The energy is indescribable.

"You sure this is okay?" he asks.

You wonder what kind of face you're making, that makes him think he has to ask that.

"As long as you're okay, too," you say.

"Can I just..."

You nod, and he peels back the duvet and makes himself comfortable. There's something kind of intimate about joining him under the covers right away, so as casually as you can, you lay on top, instead.

He doesn't comment on it. Gracefully, he just rolls over to one side and gets back on his phone until you get comfortable.

And after you've wriggled yourself into a comfy spot, he asks you, "Did you have a good time?"

"Tonight?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah, it was nice," you say. "Did you do birthday shots with what's-her-name from Chula Vista branch?"

Matthew laughs. "Just like...one."

You're not jealous, you're really not, but there's a very particular feeling under your skin that you can't shake.

"Nice."

"You coulda joined it."

You shrug. "Don't know her. It'd be weird."

"Nah."

You venture out on a limb. "I'm assuming there's no partner in the mix who's gonna get mad about you, like, buying birthday shots? And sleeping here?"

"No girlfriend," he affirms.

"A hunk like you?"

He laughs again.

The two of you aren't looking at each other, which is good, because you're audaciously embarrassed that that horrible sentence came out of your mouth. Either sentence, honestly. What business of yours is it, if he has a partner?

"Not much time," he says.

"Could have tried to bag that birthday girl," you joke.

"I think she's married," he muses. "Wouldn't be cool."

"Yeah, true."

Matthew turns to peer over his shoulder at you. "How 'bout you?"

"I'm not married," you say.

"I figured. But like...nobody back home?"

You've still been staring at your phone, until now. You glance at him.

"No."

You guys have eaten meals together maybe three times. You've gotten drunk together at least that many times. Your total time in his company is definitely less than one calendar day.

You've shared a bed, now, for about four minutes.

So the path from that to tugging Matthew on top of you and kissing him senseless is a little foggy.

He lets you, though. He laughs, a little, and he rolls easily into you, pulling the covers with him. They form a frustrating little barrier between the two of you, but that doesn't matter yet. You've got your arms around his neck, his hand planted in the mattress beside your shoulder, holding himself up as he curls around you and meets you inch for inch.

"S'goin' on?" he asks, sly.

Honesty is the best policy, you decide. "Anyone ever tell you you're super hot?"

"Maybe once or twice."

His words are cocky, but his smile is small and pleased, the genuine and slightly bashful expression of a guy who isn't used to being complimented like that.

"You should hear it more often, holy shit," you say.

He laughs again, louder.

"Would it be out of pocket to say that I'm curious what's under those lil pajamas?" he asks you.

You'd packed some demure and cozy sleepwear for this trip, normal t-shirt and long pajama pants. It seemed practical at the time, but now all you can think about is the sheer number of square inches of skin that are being cut off from touching Matthew, in his muscle tee and basketball shorts.

"You can be curious," you say. "Just depends if you're gonna do something about it."

"Ooh. You're kinda fun."

"I try."

You go for the hem of your own shirt, before he can. But he catches your wrist gently.

"Can I?"

"Of course. But you gotta make it fair," you tell him.

He strips off his own shirt before going for yours, and you're so transfixed by the sudden sight of his shredded torso - abs, pecs, lats, other things that you don't know the name of, scattered tattoos in thick ink - that you barely blink as he gets the garment off and flings it away to the room at large.

Your bottoms, and his, are lost just as quickly.

"I bet," Matthew says suddenly, halfway down your torso to do a little exploring below the waist. "Yo, I bet that the hotel staff did this on purpose."

"Did what?"

He smacks the mattress with one hand. "The bed."

You snort. "We were set up. Damn."

"Worked out kinda good for us, though."

"I'd say so."

Matthew continues his descent, telling you very seriously, "I hope these walls are kinda soundproof."

Oh, jeez. He's implying- "Why?"

"Cuz I think my boss is in the next room, and I really don't wanna have to explain this tomorrow."

[7grandmel]

Todays rip: 07/04/2024

Mt. Dedede (extended)

Season 1 Featured on: GilvaSunner's Highest Quality Video Game Rips: Volume 7: Part mm2wood

Ripped by JJokerDude

Requested by mobbsz02! (Tumblr Askbox)

The topic of the bait-and-switch is one that comes up a lot with Season 1 posts in particular, you might've noticed. The reason, of course, is obvious - it was the foundation the channel was built on, to make bait-and-switches, yet ones that didn't leave the viewer feeling cheated or dismayed. Something like Live and Ooooooooooooooh is pretty much the perfect example of the Season 1 bait and switch, a classic video game song that many will search up for childhood nostalgia only to realize just a bit of a way in that something isn't quite right - and get a huge grin on their face when they realize just what the edit is doing. And as Season 1 developed, the metagame grew more nuanced, and we started seeing different ways to play this same game. Some like RNR (Rip No Riffs) tried to play it subtle until a very long ways into the rip, some like Be Cool, Be Wild, and Be My Girl pioneered the legendary double-switch-up to catch even seasoned viewers off guard, and some (quite controversially) just went straight for the throat and had the joke be at the viewers' expense. Yet there's one more path to the bait-and-switch that's yet to be discussed, the sneakiest of them all, and the one that Mt. Dedede (extended) employs - to have the switch be so natural, so subtle, so expected, to where the viewer may never even realize that something is wrong.

If you're, say, a casual Kirby fan seeing this post, and you put the rip on in the background while you're reading, you may not even have registered what the joke of the rip is meant to be. "It's just Mt. Dedede, it's King Dedede's theme from Kirby's Dream Land which has stayed a constant in the series since - what's so special about it here? Sure, there's four seconds of The Nutshack as the rip fades, but that's not the entire joke, right?". At least, that was what I first thought when I gave the rip a listen upon entering my submission box - I chose not to check the wiki first, and was left scratching my head just listening to the rip on its own. That's because I'd made a fatal mistake in my above-described thought process: Because although Mt. Dedede absolutely laid the *foundation* for King Dedede's theme for the series going forward, the original version of the theme is actually - and quite literally - only half the story.

Yes! Akin to something like Collision Chaos Good Future JP [CD Beta Mix], this rip is in reality a "downscaled" arrangement of King Dedede's Theme from Kirby Super Star, one that begins the same as in Mt. Dedede, yet has an entire second half to it never present in the original. The original theme was only ever present for two games with Kirby's Dream Land and Kirby's Dream Land 2, wheras the extended version from Kirby Super Star - already one of the most popular Kirby games - feels as if its appeared in just about every Kirby game since in some form, and has completely eclipsed the original as a result. I, and likely many others, weren't even aware that the theme ever WAS as short as it was in those first two Dream Land games, a notion that JJokerDude just helps to sell with how inexplicably seamless his edit is with Mt. Dedede (extended).

The Mt. Dedede rip has racked up a ton of views, and I wonder how many of those genuinely aren't aware that they technically got tricked, "technically", because really nothing about the joke here betrays what your expectations would be going in. Unlike almost everything else on the channel, this is the kind of rip that its entirely possible to walk away from without ever realizing something is wrong - fuel for a fake Mandela effect, in a way! Rips of this kind are obviously far less common to see than the more explosive or blatant kind, mainly because its required scenario is a lot more specific (to have a theme that got extended in later iterations to begin with), but they do still show up from time to time! That lack of explosiveness means that they often get buried quite a lot of the time, yet that shouldn't take away from how genuinely neat they are to listen to, like getting to finally complete a puzzle left sitting in your mind - the answer to a question you hadn't really asked yet were always passively wondering about. Mt. Dedede (extended) is EXACTLY what it says on the tin, likely tricked a lot of people without even realizing it, and is part of perhaps the least explored avenue for bait-and-switching, and I think that's just pretty cool.

[tamago-silly-thesis]

🌜TAMAGO'S THESIS 🌜

TWO DAYS LATE BECAUSE I'M SILLY 😭

I was tired 🥲

Original date : 5 february 2025

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Tamago's thesis

I think a lot about Eve, like, everyday because Eve is my special interest lol

Here are some thoughts I started to develop around 1 years ago :0

I want to talk about it today because yesterday I wrote something (In blue at the end of the thesis) that was running in my head for a while when I'm sad but never really put words on it really well :0

So,

I first got the idea of this when I read an interview where Eve was saying something really interesting : he was feeling like "Eve" was a different from him at first, then with time they someway became one. (Source: approximative translation of Eve's interview in " SWITCH" mag 2022, from memory, it may not be really accurate sorry)

I kept this idea of "different Eves" in my head, thought a lot about it, and ended up with 5 "layers"

Let me explain as clear as possible :

-The first one is "private Human being life".

Eve, before being a famous artist, is a human being, with feeling, a personnal life expérience, personnal struggles and personnal joys, Eve's private intdriority and life with others, etc.

We don't know him, its his private life.

-"Eve as an artist"

Its the one we can see, through interviews, pictures, lives, stories on instagram, random fact he says on twitcast etc.

It is the Eve as a public personnality, the things he chosed to share, it is also the artist at the origin, and who is representing "Eve" as wee know it.

Following Eve's interviews, this Eve is the same

- then "Eve the music"

It is the music itself and Eve as a band.

The one we listen on youtube, spotify etc. And the one we can see live.

It is Eve the artist + band members such as Numa-san (arranger and skilled guitare player), Hori-san (drummer, beat programming etc.), Sunny-san (keyboard) and Masahito-san (mainly bass) + all the other member of Eve band/ Eve staff we don't really see that do instruments or works on sound, mastering, mixes, programming, arrange, communication, etc. Basically all the staff linked to the music in studio and on stage (during a live). It is all the people who works on the music and the musoc itself.

The music we hear and see live exist thanks to all these people working together.

- then, " Eve, the art"

It is Eve as a chatacter in his art (the way he is drawn), his characters and creatures (that someways are Eve), the whole multiverse Eve created in many music vidéos, stories, drawings, Light novels, mangas, movies (Adam by Eve), also the universe/ambiance/story shared during the lives etc. It is the music + everything that is created around it by Eve and many different artists (such as Mah, Mariyasu, Ozaki imari, waboku etc.)

- then "Eve throught the eyes of fans"

The way the people see and understand Eve. Creative activities such as fanarts, inspired project, covers, thesis etc... or just the way the people think about Eve and interpret his music and identity, Parasocial relationship, and a lot, a lot of different things, good or not.

It is also sole kind of energy people can feel while listening to Eve, the way they can relate, feel happy or sad by "feeling" this energy released throught Eve's vocals and music.

For example : when I draw Eve I don't draw Eve as he really is because I don't know who they really really are, I draw Eve the way I feel and see it :D

Hope you enjoyed my stupid thesis

Tamago☆

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When I'm sad (when I am sad I am like, very very sad because of Emotional dysregulation) I listen to Eve 's music but also other music I like and link it to me and to Eve.when I listen I feel like there is an energy, hugging me, and it look like Eve because I love Eve a lot but I know it is not it is just energy that comes from his voice and his music.

Sometime its painfull because I'm the kind of person who wants to respect artist life as much as possible (they're human like us), they're not out puppet or dolls they human with their feeling, a personal live etc... and I never know if I am disrespecting the artist by doing this :(

Its so wierd like, Eve is like a confort chatacter but Eve is not a character he's human (then confort human being ?).

If I was in their pov it must be so wierd to see all these different people the someway "use" you and your art to cope and also sk wierd to think that, there are 2718829 people who "knows" you, who think everyday about you, interpret who you are, people stearing at your picture for hours and all the stuff its so scary.

Sometimes I feel like stealing their identity and make it mine, stealing their words and poems to make it mine.

I feel shamefull

Just hope its not disrespectfull :(

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Then following this thesis I posted drawings I did

With a text :

Tamago☆

[dickytwister]

flufftober day 3 — favorite scent

rating: general audiences || pairing: casey stephens/florian sarasti || word count: 1398 || florian belongs to @the-universe-in-our-mind || @flufftober

For a while, all their dates happen at night—because it’s much easier for a vampire to hold his boyfriend’s hand in the streets without the sun to burn him into a fine crisp. It fits Florian’s lifestyle and Casey’s schedule… until it doesn’t. Balancing work and school with their nightly dates quickly begins to affect Casey’s sleep schedule, until he nearly passes out behind the bar of the Hunter’s Moon. 

So Florian finds a way to compromise. With some guilt, he considers breaking into a store to snatch some clothes from the racks, before Izzy stops him and offers to lend him a few accessories to better protect his skin. It takes a bit of work, a lot of squirming into clothes just a little too tight and some awkward arranging until he can trust Isabelle’s word that he doesn’t look as ridiculous as he feels: sun hat hanging from his head, scarf wrapped around his lower face, sunglasses on his nose, gloves on his hands and thick layers of clothes concealing the rest of his body, he feels more like a scarecrow than anything remotely close to a human, let alone a vampire.

But such is the price to pay to hang out with his boyfriend without causing either of them harm. It takes two more days before Casey’s next day off, two days during which Florian tries to calm his nerves and convince himself that his partner will appreciate the gesture and, of course, that he won’t die the moment he steps outside his house. Lea laughs at him, of course, but just enough to be comforting rather than frustrating. 

It’s a bit past noon when he knocks at Casey’s door, disguised into this abomination of fashion. His boyfriend opens the door and, after a long second of silence, cocks his head to the side, confused.

“Hi?”

“Hey,” Florian greets back with an awkward wave, and he winces when Casey’s eyes widen ridiculously. 

“... Babe?” At his answering nod, the man gapes, looking him up and down before a small smile finds its way onto his lips. He looks so good when he smiles, it almost makes up for the embarrassment Florian feels. Almost. “What are you doing here? It’s too early for you to be out.”

Florian shrugs, which causes the scarf to slip from his shoulder. He quickly fixes it, grumbling the entire time.

“I thought I’d come and surprise you,” he explains, and gestures vaguely to his outfit at Casey’s confusion. “The sun can’t get through this many layers. I’m safe. We can hang out–”

The rest of his sentence is cut short by two hands grabbing a hold of his sleeves and pulling him into a crushing embrace that would have forced the air from his lungs had he needed to breathe at all. He wraps his arms around the other’s waist and hugs him back, burying his nose in the crook of Casey’s neck; his scent is intoxicating, even through all this fabric separating them. 

Casey pulls back after a few seconds, cheeks flushed and smiling from one ear to the other. 

“We can hang out,” he repeats, giddiness apparent in the waver of his voice. Florian nods and Casey immediately disappears into the apartment, running into his bedroom and coming out only a minute later completely dressed. His hair is even combed in place. He steps into his shoes and reaches out to grab Florian’s gloved hand. “Come on, I’m ready to go!”

Before Florian can really say anything, Casey pulls him away from the door so he can lock it and drags him down the hallway and towards the stairs. It’s endearing, the way he gets so excited whenever they get to spend time together, and Florian missed it when they had to stop seeing each other the past few days. It feels good to know he’s loved so much, that his presence alone is enough to light up Casey’s day.

They walk hand in hand in the streets, something they did a lot before, but today is different. Today, the sun shines brightly and, mixed with the fear of burning alive, Florian feels trepidation at the fact that he’s fine, that he’s walking around in the middle of the day. He does get a few weird looks here and there—because this sort of outfit isn’t practical, especially in this weather, and he truly does look ridiculous—, but he doesn’t care, not when he can feel the warmth of Casey’s hands in his own and gets to see his smile whenever the latter turns around to look at him, almost running into obstacles in his way by doing so.

It’s a few minutes into their walk that Casey slows to a stop in front of a store. It’s a small shop, located at the corner of the street, overshadowed by the crowded stores next to it, its banner easy to miss, yet Casey seems to have been walking towards it with a sense of purpose. He turns to Florian once more and squeezes his hand slightly.

“It’s a candle store,” he says, as if he needs to explain himself. He looks a little uncomfortable, like he expects Florian to mock him for his interests in candles. As if Florian would ever do that in a thousand years. “They make them by hand and– and they smell really good–”

“Let’s go in,” Florian interrupts gently, smiling at Casey’s surprise, then at the obvious buzz of excitement emanating from him.

As soon as they push the door open, Florian is hit with a wall of scent that immediately has his head spinning. It’s no secret that vampires have more developed senses, in particular taste and smell, and the presence of so many candles in one place is enough to make him dizzy in a matter of seconds.

He pushes through it, walks closer to Casey as his boyfriend leads him from one isle to the other, until he finds his scent among all the others. It’s subtle, compared to the overwhelming amount of aromas filling the air, but it’s there, and Florian hangs onto it like a lifeline. 

“Here, try this one,” Casey says enthusiastically as he shoves a candle under Florian’s nose. “It smells like pumpkin cinnamon swirls.”

And it does. When Florian focuses on it, he can almost smell the warmth of the oven, the dim lights in the kitchen, the sway of Casey’s hips as he mixes the batter in a large pink bowl. The smell itself is too artificial for him to enjoy, but the memories it brings back are enough to pull a smile from him, hidden by the fabric of his scarf. 

“It smells great,” he agrees. Casey lights up and Florian points to another candle. “What about this one?” 

Casey picks it up and brings it to his nose; his nostrils flare as he breathes in the scent, then he hums contentedly, handing the candle to his partner. 

“Sugar cookies,” he affirms without looking at the label. Florian doesn’t need to look either to know it’s the truth. “My favourite.”

“Hmm.” Following in Casey’s steps, Florian takes in the smell of dough and sugar and sprinkles, allows images of Casey’s silly apron covered in flour to fill his mind. He somehow always manages to get some in his hair and face, too, no matter how careful he is. It’s frankly adorable. “We should get it.”

“Yeah,” Casey agrees, cradling the candle between his hands like it’s worth more than the price scribbled on its label. He looks up with a bright grin. “I’ve been wanting to bring you here for so long. I’m… I’m really happy, Florian.”

And isn’t that the sweetest thing in the world, knowing his boyfriend has been wanting to take him to his favourite spot for a while, to think that there’s so many other places they’ll be able to go to together. With a glance to the store’s windows to make sure no sun is coming through, Florian tucks the scarf beneath his chin and presses a chaste kiss to Casey’s cheek. 

“So am I,” he hums calmly, fangs catching onto his bottom lip when he smiles. “You make me happy.”

The blush that finds its way across Casey’s cheekbones is cute enough for Florian to nuzzle his cheek playfully, taking in his own favourite scent as he does so. 

[anarcho-physicist]

Squishy Stuff, Symmetries, & Why '3 States of Matter' is a Lie [PART 1]

Hi! I'm new to tumblr, I migrated over here from reddit with r/196. I didn't post much there, but this seems like a good place to talk about the things I'm interested in. So I'm gonna do that. This is going to be a two-part post (since it’s turning out to be pretty long) about what soft matter (or, affectionately, squishy stuff) is, why the traditional picture of classifying matter into solid/liquid/gas is woefully incomplete, and how you should really think about phases of matter. In my next post after these first two, I’ll show a bunch of cool pictures of soft matter systems, and I’ll talk a little bit about what I’m planning to share in the future. But for now, I would like to explain why I think this criminally under-communicated field of physics is the coolest thing in the universe.

So I'm a PhD candidate studying theoretical soft condensed matter physics, which basically means I think weird phases of matter are cool as hell. Remember that scene from spongebob squarepants where spongebob and patrick are looking at weird squishy organ thing and say something like "it's a liquid!" "no it's a solid it's a solid!" "it's a lolsquid!"? That scene pretty much perfectly defines the subject of the field of soft matter. Like many things in life, we're taught in school to fit phases of matter into neat little binary categories. You have solids which are generally rigid and don't flow, and the science-class explanation for why is because all of the solid's constituent atoms/molecules/particles are locked in-place, either in a regular, periodic lattice if it's a crystal, or in some kind of random, disordered arrangement if it's an amorphous material like glass. Then you have liquids, which do flow to fill their containers, but don’t expand outwards into the air, which is explained as the constituent particles being densely packed together due to some form of attractive forces between them, but free to jiggle around and move past one another. And finally there are gasses, which flow and expand to fill their containers completely, due to the constituent particles having overcome these attractive interactions and moving freely through space, only occasionally colliding with other particles. If you were a nerdy kid like me, you may also have heard of things like plasma and Bose-Einstein condensates, expanding those 3 categories into more like 5 or 6.

Coming up with this picture, explaining the coarse-grained, macroscopic behavior of the universe we live in in terms of these microscopic models, is one of the greatest accomplishments of the last couple centuries of physics. But if you start to think too hard about it, to pay too much attention to the world around you, you’ll start to notice some cracks in the picture. A common first exposure to one of these cracks occurs when you mix cornstarch with water to make "oobleck". This curious substance will flow slowly to fill its container, but if you hit it with a hammer, it’ll feel like a solid, even fracturing like a solid before flowing back to fill in its cracks. You can even walk on it (if you walk fast enough).

Another, similar example is silly putty. You can roll it up into a ball and throw it against a wall, and it’ll bounce back just like a solid. But if you leave a glob of silly putty on a ledge and walk away for a few minutes, by the time you get back you’ll have a mess on the floor.

So we have these cute little examples of weird materials that do weird things, and if we ask our science teachers where they fit into this picture, they’ll say something about “non-Newtonian fluids”, which makes them sound like they should fit into some subcategory of liquid. But maybe you don’t worry too much about it too much, because how often do we really encounter oobleck and silly putty in day-to-day life anyway? So you add a little subcategory to the “liquids” bin in your mental picture of how matter works, and move on with your life. And then you learn about rubber.

From the perspective of a theoretical physicist, rubber is a remarkable material. From a macroscopic point of view, it’s clearly a solid. It doesn’t flow, and it’s not as rigid as, say, a crystal, but it does behave elastically, pushing back on you if you push on it. And yet, if you zoom way in on rubber and look at its microscopic structure and dynamics on the scale of a few molecules, it’s indistinguishable from a liquid. Molecules are not locked into rigid positions, they’re constantly jiggling and flowing around each other. So what the hell is going on here? 

The physical origins of rubber’s elasticity is a fascinating topic that I will certainly discuss in more mathematical detail at some point (spoiler: unlike crystal elasticity which comes from energy, i.e. electrically charged particles pushing on each other, rubber elasticity comes from entropy), but the important takeaway for now is that, unlike in crystals and “simple” fluids, you can’t predict the macroscopic behavior from the microscopic scale. If you really want to understand rubber, silly putty, or oobleck, there’s a third length scale in between the two that’s really important: the mesoscopic. The macroscopic properties of these materials arise from structures which are much larger than the individual atoms & molecules the material is made of, but much smaller than the material itself. In fact, the only physical thing that differentiates oobleck from silly putty from rubber are small differences in these mesoscopic structures. 

This is again something that deserves its own post, but all three of these materials are made up of very long, wiggly molecules called polymers. Physicists aren’t too interested in the chemical makeup of these polymers since they all roughly obey the same mathematics, so we essentially think of them as tiny pieces of spaghetti which are wiggling around due to being constantly buffeted by other molecules. Oobleck is essentially just a whole bunch of these polymers dissolved in water at high density. If you use a probe to push slowly on a bit of oobleck, the polymers can slowly, thermally jiggle out of the way of the probe, flowing viscously like a liquid. But if you push too fast, the polymers will push back, primarily due to a really fascinating effect known as entropic elasticity. This explains the “non-Newtonian” (or more specifically “viscoelastic”) behavior of oobleck, but what about silly putty and rubber? To understand their behavior, imagine you have a big bowl of these spaghetti molecules, and you start tying them together, crosslinking two at a time. In actual materials, these crosslinks are formed by some chemical which is able to bond two different polymers together at a point. Then, push or pull on one of the pieces of spaghetti. The more you increase the number of crosslinks, the more likely you are to drag other pieces along with it. The more crosslinks you have, the more rigid and brittle the overall piece of matter behaves. This is the fundamental difference between oobleck, silly putty, and rubber: the density of crosslinks. 

But if you tried to predict this macro-scale behavior by looking at the micro-scale phenomena of individual molecules, you’d fail completely, because even in rubber which has the highest density of crosslinks of our three examples, these crosslinks occur only once every few dozen to every few thousand molecules. They are separated by meso-scale distances. Tiny changes in the density of crosslinkers can have huge effects on the overall macroscopic properties of the material, and the only way to understand this is by modeling the physics of these meso-scale structures. Our traditional classification scheme of solid, liquid, or gas makes reference only to micro-scale behavior in explaining the macro-scale, and thus is utterly incapable of describing polymeric materials like oobleck, silly putty and rubber. 

So at this point, if you’re like me, learning this kind of blows your mind a little bit, maybe even makes you a little bit paranoid. What other states of matter have they been lying to us about? You start to look around more closely at the world around you, what it’s really made of. Is peanut butter a solid or a liquid? What about toothpaste? What about me? If I flex a muscle and poke it, it feels rigid like a solid, but if I relax that muscle and do the same, it flows more easily around my finger. Does my body undergo a phase transition every time I use a muscle? What even counts as a phase of matter anyway? If I look up at a big murmation of starlings flocking together in the sky and squint my eyes a little bit, it almost looks like a big droplet of a very weird fluid. Does that count as a phase of matter?

After I started thinking more deeply about what the hell all this stuff we’re made of is, I couldn’t stop. It seems almost ridiculous to me that it’s possible for all of the natural world’s complexity to exist at all, so it’s become my life’s obsession to try to understand some of the fundamental, mathematical structures behind it. Which is why I’m currently working towards my PhD in soft matter physics. Since I started this journey I’ve learned a lot of very cool stuff about the structure of matter, and I think a lot of other people might find this stuff really cool too, so I’m gonna try my best to explain it, which I think will help me understand it even better. Please feel free to ask questions!

In part 2, I’m going to explain a better way to think about phases of matter: in terms of symmetries. I’ll also talk a bit more precisely about what I mean by the term “soft matter”, and why I think it’s the coolest, most exciting field of physics.

[pleuvoire]

ok here are my opinions on some common patterns in conway’s game of life that i am always seeing pop up in my experiments

1. blinker

i do not like these very much. they are distracting when i see them littered around a still life and if i have ash of some kind i want to fuck with i usually just put dots on either side to stabilize them into a tub so their movement will stop catching my eye

2. traffic light

this is just an arrangement of blinkers so you can imagine my feelings. often a pattern will do something very pretty with fourfold symmetry but then just stabilize into one of these which is disappointing cause it’s the most boring constellation result you can get. i think traffic lights should be a less common result in this thing :/

3. honey farm

not the most interesting but has its own aesthetic qualities, it looks like a decorative embroidery pattern, so i support it and i’m like omg hi it’s a honey farm when they show up. and the process to generate one, while modest and not as fancy as some other formations like the pi heptomino, is still really pretty and often provides a gorgeous bit of symmetry among the chaos (for an example of what it looks like go to https://playgameoflife.com/ and make a line exactly seven squares long and press start). she is like a simple homespun beauty to me

4. glider

MY DEAR LITTLE FRIENDS. i just made a post about it but they are like animals to me. just look at it. just look at it! i’m so pleased that they are so commonly generated by random processes because they are so cute and my friends. when they pop up inside a bunch of stuff going on i am rooting for them to escape without any fatal collisions and continue to make their way into the great unknown. they are not the only spaceship (shape that moves itself across the grid indefinitely) but they are by far the simplest, most common, and above all the most endearing

5. pi heptomino

UGH I LOVE YOU. YOUR INTRICATE SYMMETRICAL BEAUTY IS MATCHED ONLY BY HOW EASY IT IS TO RANDOMLY GENERATE YOU SO I AM OFTEN GREETED BY YOUR ICONIC FIRST FEW STAGES BEAUTIFULLY BLOSSOMING FROM WITHIN CHAOS. she’s everything she is the moment. every way she interacts with her surroundings is going to look good as well. we have no choice but to stan. there is a beautiful tragedy in the way she generates a copy of herself (you can see in the animation before it gets prematurely cut off) but that copy will eventually be destroyed by all the other stuff unless you hassle the exhaust with blocks. tragic. but lots of potential applications for spaceship building!

6. line of six spark

(i can’t find a good gif so here’s a link to the wiki with an animation of it) if you’re going to go out do it in style. nothing special, a modest little thing, but it’s fun and unique to look at. i always like to see one of these appearing in my soups

7. phi spark

(same as above) it’s a lot like the line of six spark but twice as awesome because it REMINDS ME OF MY DEAR FRIEND TAKUMI :D and the distinctive ɸ shape is just so visually pleasing to suddenly see for an instant

8. r pentomino

kinda mixed feelings. on the one hand, her absolute slay in taking over a THOUSAND generations to stabilize (this gif is only a brief snapshot) after coming from that one little shape. on the other hand, i’m too impatient to wait that long. also i resent her taking the title of most commonly occurring methuselah (pattern that originates from a small seed but lasts a long time before stabilizing) from my lovely girlfriend the pi heptomino. also she’s not symmetrical so it’s not as nice to look at :/ which also means i can’t actually recognize any of these supposed common occurrences because there aren’t distinctive patterns for me to notice. oh well. nothing personal

9. toad

not huge on my radar compared to some of these others but the name makes it so cute, the way it looks is a lot more interesting despite its simplicity than my enemy the blinker, and it’s not as common a result so i when i get it i’m like omg it’s a toad :D also i hear they’re very useful in lots of spaceships and machines and stuff

ok that concludes my post about my thoughts on some common naturally occurring patterns from conway’s game of life that i am always seeing in my random soups. next i might do a post on some patterns that don’t occur naturally so much and that you have to manually input to see happen. if you actually read this far congratulations and thank you

[nicegaai]

having nor/ice thoughtssssssssssssss sad sad whiny kitty cat noises. wahhhh. im thinking about them wahhhhhhhh. WAHHH

what if i took all my small canonverse ideas and compiled them into ONESHOTSSSSS........................................ and what if they were CHRONOLOGICALLY ARRANGED ..... and showed RELATIONSHIP PROGRESSION over the course of 1000 years ...... and it wasnt that deep but i pretended it was and called it something like "i was meant to keep you warm" because i love to steal fox/i/ng lyrics. maybe even id find a way to make this a 5 times + 1 time format.

if i can wrestle my way into figuring out what goes on in nors head i could do it. ive figured that i want ice to never ever see him as a brother. my vision is that nor is iceladns hot babysitter fantasy and first crush that never goes away. he wants to marry him when he grows up but then his feelings stay that way and it never ever ever ever ever goes away and only gets worse. u understand? do u see it

and UNFORTUNATELY nor knows ic/eland likes him from the beginning. he can tell from like ice's adolescence onwards and is like yeah idk about all that...... but the attention is flattering and he loves this little guy so much and thinks its sweet. he doesnt get to visit often but ice writes him a lot because hes in love with him ykwim and nor loves him so much too (platonic) and always writes back.

and yeah they go through periods of living together for various reasons. sickness unions famines etc etc. not ever for long and nothing ever happens. if adolescent iceland pushed boundaries, nor would humor him a little with like...a kiss, bc he spoils him, but ultimately he hard-shuts it down. and ice would be traumatized forever and block the memory out / be eternally tormented at night by the time he did such and such so is the worst person alive etc

and ice begins teen life with the whole he will never love me and i am a tormented soul shtick. now he writes to him less, tries to put more distance between them... so it hurts less and all that. hes not GOOD at pretending he hates nor or whatever but its easy to lose connection when messages are rare and visits are rarer

he spends much more time at denmarks than with no.rway. he sees den.mark as a proper older brother / uncle / fatherly figure. hes closer emotionally to him and lives with him more and all that. his tutors are danish and he goes to boarding school in cop.enhagen in the 1800s. idk how this ties into the romance necessarily but its timeline relevant. whether or not denmark picks up on the crush , i dont know. i could go either way lol. also, den + nors relationship is strictly brotherly btw. ironically. because theres not enough fics where theyre platonic and i really do enjoy them that way too

nor and ice remain distant for several hundred years. its once ice gets into his pushing for independence mixed with modern technology for better communication ..... somewhere between say, the invention of the airplane and landline phones, nor and ice repair their relationship. iceland is coming into adulthood (independence) for real, and is SO mature about his international relationships. he can be so mature and normal about norway. he can sit down with him and have lunch and discuss business and norway wont talk down at him for being young at all (lie) and he'll be so chill about that and not yell at him (he only does it once) (he only has to do it once)

all this isnt to say n.orway himself didnt attempt to stay close over the years, but ic.eland wasnt reciprocating, and even if they saw each other every year at christmas (doubt) that doesnt make them really CLOSE. but i think iceland was always particularly special to him bc of how close they were as kids. and they WERE both kids back then. little icela.nd sent him letters while nor was like 14 at best. i believe in teen mom norway and his eldest sondaughter icey. at least from nors perspective. even tho hes so absent so much of the time. when he comes around he showers him in gifts as a love language even way back when

anyway, ice.land still has an obvious crush on nor and nor finds it SO cute. like he could just pinch his cheeks and coo at him for it. ice tries to keep a lid on his emotions but can only do so much. nor doesnt SAY anything to point sus behavior out. but as soon as he notices,,,, its like there was no time apart, to nor. ice is so closed off and stiff and weird around him and nor wishes he would relax so they can connect properly and he honestly CANT

the solution is to drink otgether i think. at some point. maybe not immediately but they'll get to it.

icela.nd isnt like oohg im too young to drink, i think hes just lived long enough that hes a bit Over It / doesnt want to act like an idiot / really doesnt want to act like an idiot in front of nor. but nor could peer pressure him into anything if he really tried so they finally get tipsy together and i think that goes a long way to repair their relationship.

they do this many times and as long as ice is careful to not drink a lot he'll be fine. hes gotta keep his wits about him and still be able to feel shame. one time he indulges a little hard and i think ice trauma dumps on him and they kiss to make up for the time nor pushed him away and nor didnt realize he was still hurting so much about that. nor is tipsy enough to do it (not even drunk) and afterwards he goes ohh wait i kind of enjoyed that. and do it a few more times then make out for a while and it doesnt go anywhere, they fall asleep

the next day they completely remember kissing and know the other remembers it and just mutually dont talk about it.

icelan.d is VISIBLY struggling even harder around him for at least a few days until he gets a handle on his emotions. and nor has a lot to think about. in general.

i dont know where the dna stuff comes in. im falling asleep while typeing this

but icelan.d obvioiusly is like wtf? we arent related. thats impossible. i cant even fathom this. and nor.way is like you are the closest i will ever have to family and i am your biological father and icel.and is like what the fuck ew you can say brother as much as you want but never say father again im begging you and nor is like Bet.

and then they test and they're first degree related. father or brother would be appropriate. and nor is like yeah obviously (already believed this when he kissed him) and ic.eland is like (max harlow voice) SUICIDE !! SUICIDE !!

icelan.d sits with that information for a while but his crush still doesnt go away. nor gives him space and also sits with the information. he never thought he'd end up here but he decides that hes into it. its kinda hot. I Do believe in slutty n.orway supremacy i thnk hes slept with most of europe and doesnt have a strong internal sense of familial boundaries considering he is a landmass and is like yeah id do that again we're both adults hes cute whatever

next time they see each other nor comes onto him. and ice is squeemish about it but this is also everything hes ever wanted. whats he gonna do, say no?

at this point i fell asleep but im awake again uhhhh

ic.eland gets to cope with being a creep a weirdo and getting what he wanted in the worst way possible and nor gets to torment him with the brother thing not as a kink but bcz it makes him uncomfortable and he thinks its funny.

i forgot to talk about the actual oneshot ideas that inspired this in the first place didnt i. oh well

aaaaaaaaaaaaand post

[b-plot-butch]

Writing Patterns

Rules: Share the opening of your last ten published works or as many as you are able and see if there are any patterns!

Thank you for the tag @tryan-a-bex!!

Going from oldest to most recent because I had already scrolled back ten fics to count them off, and I don’t feel like scrolling back up to the top again lol

10. i am singing now while rome burns

What power would Hell have if those here imprisoned were not able to dream of Heaven?

The Dream Lord’s words still pounding within her head, Mazikeen watches as he strides out of the palace, satisfaction burning from each line of his body, bright even among the fires of Hell. Defeat stings all along Mazikeen’s skin.

9. the boy in his deathless arms

The first stormclouds roll in at dusk.

Eyes narrowed against the rising wind, Dream stares at the horizon. He stands up and brushes the grass and dust from his robes. “Orpheus,” he calls. “Come to me.”

8. sister, hold me close (us despite it all)

The heat wraps itself round Calliope’s shoulders, soft and downy against her skin. In time, she knows it will become the irritation she remembers it being, but for the time being it feels like it is welcoming her back.

7. come my way and stay, my honey

In hindsight, Lucienne will reflect, it couldn’t have happened in any place but her library.

It wasn’t a spectacular, radiant revelation, descending on her head like a ball of fire. It was like waking to the sunrise resting gentle hands on your windowpane.

6. rip my ribcage open and devour what’s truly yours

“I’m still angry,” Crowley hisses against Aziraphale’s mouth. “This doesn’t mean I’m okay with what you did, and it doesn’t mean I for—fuck,” and he can’t say it, he cannot say that word, not now and not here and not with Aziraphale. He drops his forehead against Aziraphale’s collarbone, his breath coming in harsh gasps.

5. united in kiss and weep

“Gault—Gault—”

“Shhh.” Gault presses a kiss against Lucienne’s spine, and the other woman arches back into the touch. Lucienne’s shoulder blades shine with sweat. Gault trails her free hand over the slick skin, thinking about the wings Lucienne always has when Gault pictures her in her mind’s eye.

4. fly you high

A beeswax candle. A brass candle holder carved in the shape of a tree. A sprig of fragrant jasmine. This is what Lucienne lays on the small round table in her chambers.

Once they’re arranged precisely so, Lucienne lights the candle and takes a seat. She’s careful, but the squeal of chair legs against the floorboards still makes her flinch. She watches the curl of smoke as the delicate scent of the beeswax settles deep into her lungs.

3. Suffer Love

Proper paperwork didn’t catch on in Hell until the twentieth century, but once it did it seized the bit in its teeth and exploded down the racetrack.

Luckily, by that time, the demon Crowley had already pretty well worked out his excuses regarding the Arrangement. He could write it off as an encouragement of Sloth, for example. Even better that it was that of an angel, the—pardon his French—god-tier of temptable beings; what other demon could claim that? It made him feel a little smug, really.

2. i’ll be your friend, i will love you so deeply

“You’re brooding, Lucienne.”

Jerked from her reverie, Lucienne blinks and refocuses on Dream as they pace side by side en route to the throne room. “Oh—it’s nothing, my lord.”

“There is no ‘nothing’ where you are concerned.”

Lucienne knows a compliment when she hears one, and she smiles slightly. “Well, it’s maudlin, at least.”

1. todas tus luces (all your lights)

Calliope was still humming as she and Gault walked down the rain-slick street away from the school, Calliope holding an umbrella over the two of them.

“It’s catchy, isn’t it?” Gault said, sounding amused. “Isaac’s dreams have been full of the soundtrack for weeks.”

As for patterns…I don’t think I see one? If anyone spots one, feel free to comment on it! There’s a good mix here, I think. Dialogue; atmospheric details; musings out of the direct action (#7 and #3). I don’t find beginnings as difficult as most other parts of the writing process.

I think my favorite opening out of these is #9, “the boy in his deathless arms.” Because for Dream and Calliope, they’ve felt that storm building ever since they found out their son was/was going to be mortal. They always knew they would outlive him. And that fic is just chock full of foreshadowing, so I think starting it off with a line about storm clouds works well.

I’m also extremely fond of the second paragraph of #7!

Same tagging rules as Tryan’s—if you made it to the end of this post, consider yourself tagged 😁

[late-to-the-fandom]

Wip Wthursday

Thank you @vcaudley this is good, I like this title. Time zones can go straight to hell.

Rules:

In a reblog (or new post/w rules attached) post up to five filenames of your WIPs, not titles, file names

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be something you wrote in the last 7 days (we're posting progress here. If you haven't made any, go make some and come back to post!)

After you've posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from, write 3 sentences on it anyway and then 3 more on another to share!

That's it! You can invite others to join in or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request.

I always feel bad admitting my documents really are titled proper chapter titles because I cannot write in them otherwise (like how you can't write in notebook unless it's pretty? Same concept). Here's the five latest updated docs and their most recent snippet.

The Ohn'aran Plains He wanted this ritual to mean nothing. Because if it meant nothing, he was missing nothing. And if it mattered ... Renathal's eyes flashed behind his lenses ... it if mattered, then he and Elisewin were not quite as bound together as he thought.

SU Chapter 5: Promises and Improprieties "Shall I confess something?" "Please do." "I have wanted to do this for some time." "Really?" The Maw Walker craned her neck to catch sight of Renathal's expression. "Help me wash my hair while keeping my casts out of water? That's a very strange and specific fantasy."

Wend Chapter 1: The Master Awaits Propping himself up on an elbow, Renathal eyed his room suspiciously, but a quick sweep of the tidy chamber was enough to convince him nothing had been moved, or even touched. His clothes and armor hung dutifully on their forms, waiting to be donned. His medallion rested on its velvet-lined stand atop the mirrored chiffonier. Each item of purposeless sentiment arranged just so on the mantlepiece, and the rarely-used chairs in front of it, were all in exactly the same positions they had been assigned for eternity. Or at least since he had last redecorated, in... ... when had that been?

Wend Chapter 10: A Reflection of Truth The first question was where. Soulbinding required a Soulforge, a highly specialised magical structure, responsible for conducting anima from one soul to another in a way that bound both together. They were a rarity in Revendreth, due both to the difficulty of their creation and Sire Denathrius' near moratorium on the practice. In all of Revendreth's history, Renathal had only ever known the existence and location of two. All of which he explained to Elisewin as she lay half-tangled in his limbs after the bliss of her initial acquiescence had settled enough to make room for more practical details.

Wend Chapter 8: Mix, Mingle, and Meddle "And you think the Countess would just invite me to her Court for benevolent reasons? Perhaps to apologise?" "Of course not." Renathal chuckled at the thought. "She means trouble. And I mean to give it to her." It was Elisewin's turn to laugh and Renathal caught her round the waist and pulled her into his chair. Far too decorous and staid for two bodies, it creaked alarmingly. Renathal ignored it. He fully intended to be doing this for the rest of eternity. The furniture would simply have to get used to the idea, as would the rest of the realm.

Tagging: @shipping-through-eternity @mousterian-writes @velvethopewrites @diaryofomellas @tsunderewatermelon @frozen-fountain @averyauthorship @yarol2075 @witchcraft-in-wonderland @gummybugg @1legitconnor @tananaphone @karimac @moonluringfrost @27fanficlilies @duckingwriting

[takami-takami]

OMG OMG ur so right about thee all might thing, idk why i never realized until now but i always wondered why keigs never really talked too much about all might even tho I know he cares about more .. en- anyways its like that thing where earlier said he " would " get arranged married and have a kid around the 30's til the new flashy young hero comes but no! with his partner or people close to him he'd very much want to be w raw people even if it's uncomfortable at first to be vulnerable, like he's that guy to say " youre perfect" but not in the sense oh everything is.. so perfect nothing wrong you can do, but no more like "youre perfect" because youre human and you can mistakes and have fun and be a bit weird, you know?!

also ive thought about the thing of being more extroverted or more silent around his partner, so he's the type of dude that talks so much but never know anything about him, well this could go 2 ways like A: he talks a lot more around them because he feels like he can be a lot more unfiltered and can feel good about finally having someone to talk to about his opinion n have it off his chest (For example what u said abt all might being too "perfect" very built to be famous) unlike most famous people have to be vague so they dont get hate OR B: he's more silent and enjoys his partner talk more because he understands that his partner understands him (especially if they were also famous OR friends before dating) and tbh i dont think this would only apply to dating but just people he's closer with !! there was more i was gonna say but i forgot LMAO but its rly fun when u talk about ur thoughts of keigo its really fun:)

YOUR BRAIN IS SO HUGE!!!

Keigo saying "you're perfect" but you know he means it in the "you're a person and you have flaws— and your flaws are irresistible to me" way? I'm swooning, that's so him. Sucker for the raw, so romantic...

I love the analysis on the second part!! Yes, yes, it would definitely apply to close friends too once he learns to trust them! Now I'm thinking to myself too, which would it be of those two ways... Maybe a mix of both, with the first more often? I think he's a bit chatty so he might ramble too!

[randomvarious]

Today’s mix:

Global Underground 019: Los Angeles by John Digweed 2001 Progressive House / Tribal House

That's right, folks. It's a picture of former first lady Michelle Obama, who just so happens to be holding up a copy of one of the most overrated DJ mixes that I think I've ever heard in my life. And judging by the look on her face here, I don't think that she was too much into it either, which then begs the question, why did she even have this photo taken in the first place?! What's that? No, I didn't Photoshop this thing! This picture is real deal Holyfield! I swear on it.

Anyway. No disrespect to the great John Digweed—he's a world-famous DJ for a reason, and the Northern Exposure stuff that he did with Sasha is first-ballot hall of fame commercial mix material. But this dark progressive house double-disc that he put together in '01 for the highly popular Global Underground series, that tried to replicate a set he played in Los Angeles at Halloween time the year prior, is a pretty underwhelming affair, to say the least.

And I think that this might actually be one of the most unpopular opinions that I hold regarding a singular dance mix, because, while a near-unanimous consent of people seem to hold this release up in a very high regard, often ranking it as one of the greatest DJ mixes that's ever been made, I happen to be someone who was actually *really* bored by most of it.

I guess, in a similar way to tech-house, which I posted about last week, progressive house is a dance genre that isn't really my jam, either. Generally, a lot of the songs feel like progressive trance tunes, but without any of the significant build-ups, melodies, or peaks that make progressive trance such a good genre in the first place. So, the rhythms here are intricate and some of the sounds that get used feel nifty and newfangled, but oftentimes, there's no real lead melody to cinch all of it together. And maybe I'm just an electronic music simpleton in this way, but I tend to prefer music that has considerable amounts of both rhythm and melody; I don't much care for a lot of ambient music, which tends to lack rhythm, and I don't really like stuff that doesn't have a lead melody either, because then the rhythms just get to feeling rather listless and monotonous.

But Digweed still managed to satisfy my tastebuds with a few of the tracks on the second disc, and it's because none of those ones are just mostly rhythmic; they've got melody too. James Holden's remix of Roland Klinkenberg's "Inner Laugh" contains a pervasive melody, in which the soft stabs are set to a high amount of reverb and end up leaving an enjoyably hazy cloud of synth work for the growing snare drums to pierce through; then there's Cass' "Genesis," which brings in some majestic string arrangements; and at the end is DJ Remy's remix of Salt Tank's "The Energy," a song that interestingly more or less clashes its pretty unique lead melody against its splashing drumbeat, instead of doing the normal thing, which is letting the melody ride atop.

But overall, this album turned out to be an unfortunate slog-fest for me. Definitely not my cup of tea when it comes to dance music, and one of my least favorite dispatches from the Global Underground series thus far as well. I don't mind a darker vibe at all, and the transitions on here are simply immaculate, but all in all, I'm sorry Diggers; I’m afraid that I really just don't get this one 😔.

Listen to CD1 here. Listen to CD2 here.

Highlights:

CD2:

Roland Klinkenberg - "Inner Laugh (James Holden Remix)" Cass - "Genesis (Original Mix)" Salt Tank - "The Energy (DJ Remy Remix)"

[clinically-not-straight]

alright kink rating time since you said you wanted all da kinks.

foot, armpit, inflation, scat, piss, feederism, petplay, leather, objectification, breath play, age play, tentacle stuff, breeding, CNC, impact play, and 24/7 arrangements.

have fun!

So this is the scale I'm using for anyone that had not seen the post, which you probably have

Foot - No - there's enough shit involving feet in my life, that's not coming into my sex life any time soon.

Armpits - No - not a fan of sweat, the flavour, the anything, just another piece of skin to me, not even a particularly good one.

Piss - Yes - ok so it has to be in certain conditions and the mood has to be right, but yeah I could. Imo, its best used as a humiliation thing because like, what's more embarassing than pissing yourself?

Scat - Sure - I'll tell you what's more embarassing, shitting yourself. Do I like the smell? 4/10. do I like the clean up? 2/10. Again, a fantastic humiliation tactic but it needs to be under certain circumstances for me to enjoy it. I don't wanna be doing it, my partner would have to be doing it, I don't want it on me.

Inflation - No - hits me the same way a looney tunes hammer does. Its comedic but I don't see the sexy surrounding it.

Feederism - Rather not - depends really, force feeding is cool with me but I don't really see what's hot about making someone gain weight. I suppose if you making them home made stuff to force down their face-holes there's a care aspect to it and blah blah blah idk. Probably just not my deal.

Petplay - Oh god you don't even know - I FUCKING LOVE THIS SHIT. Like, you can throw this into all kinda of shit. And shit from this can be mixed in with everything else too it is the shit.

Leather - I dunno - yeah its cool, I see the appeal, very pretty material, just not my thing.

Objectification - yes - hot. Having such control over someone that you can treat them like an object? Golden

Breath play - rather not - yeah I know how it works, yeah I know what it does, do I care for it? Not particularly. Had a friend that just thought this meant breathing heavily in someone's ear then got confused about it when I said that its choking and that's a kink thing, he said he thought it was a vanilla thing because a load of his exes liked it.

Age play - oh my fucking god you don't even know - ok so, again, this one needs explaining. Humiliation-wise I see demoting someone to the status of a toddler or whatever as very humiliating, especially if they do it themselves or if you do nothing and its involuntary. On the other hand, I really love the CG stuff involved in this, its really sweet and it just feels right to do, I'm really cuddly so there's that.

Tentacle stuff - I dunno - so, its cool cos it can bend to any shape basically. But its not a massive deal to me. Know what else can bend and has more extremities than a single tentacle? My hand, fucker has five whole fingers.

Breeding - I dunno -not saying no. I like this being used as a free use thing and also involving it with objectification etc etc, that's cool. I don't want to get someone pregnant or nout though so even the thought kills it for me.

CNC - you don't even fucking know - look, pairing it with humiliation, yes its perfect. First, being able to just grab them and say "we're fucking now" is great, like free use I guess. But CNC as a concept doesn't stop at sex, just making them do shit against their will is fantastic, people think it ends at sex but it doesn't. You've gotta have the creative brain in you to unlock the full potential of CNC.

Impact play - No (except spanking) - I don't like being mean, as oppise to what every other answer says. Just not a fan of hitting etc.

24/7 - no brainer (that's a new category I just made up) - I would love to live out my fantasies 24/7. That's so fucking hot. I'm more of a 24/6 or a 20/7 kinda guy but I wouldn't say no to 24/7.

Thank you very much @ruimtetijd you big sexy piece of shit. This was a wonderful game to play.

[only-lonely-lovers]

07.26.2022

tags: fingering, pantomime, dubcon, manipulation

notes: having fun with positions! and thinking about earlier TL hananene

Bird is あ / Avvy is つ

つ：[in reply to this drawing] I like to think tsukasa will eventually wrap his legs entirely around hanako while he plows Nene and he'll be horny about it when he thinks its her doing it, up until he feels heel of shoe bumping him and hes like [distressed kermit] she wasnt wearing shoes

あ：this is a good follow up.

つ：a smart boy would do this as he knows climax is approaching

get sunk nice and deep. encouraged by a grasp of legs. hanako briefly: YEAH YOU WANT IT AS DEEP AS POSSIBLE DON'T YOUOHHHH I CANDO THAT FOR YOU

あ：ohh if there's anyone attuned, to when amane is 'close', it is tsukasa. from the position of being spectator 90% of the time and having a more clear head, and being really keyed in on little physical tells like that

つ：poor nene in her state is not so capable of…. conscious actions and tactical moves. she's just skittering about helplessly.

あ：I think nene has like 0% capacity of registering environment when this smothered It's just like. AHHHHH

In an endearing way, I don't think she can… think… mid plow… about almost anything…

it is the ideal time for Tsukasa to slide in with a motion of somekind. and he gets to enjoy the feeling of Hanako definitely definitely responding to it and being encouraged, baring weight down harder, clutching tighter… s'good it's just like aha.❤️

つ：she can't make choices at different phases… it is up to tsukasa to move her through a new phase

あ：You hear Hanako like huff breath loudly and shake his head

つ：the moment at which hanako just responds huffing and chuckling evilly and ramming all his weight down--

あ：The Yeah The villain

つ：its a cause and effect. and tsukasa gets to enjoy being shoved into the floor along with Nene. its very mmm❤️ yaay heehee

squeezes affectionately with legs. that one makes him briefly hornier like wtfff mmmmy little minxxxx [feels shoes] WAIT

あ：[his body betrays him and he nuts before backing out of this] It's just like wait -- shoes-- AHhh.

つ：the problem is as well Nene is making all her little noises she does like it and your brain is responding to this tandem of being squeezed and hearing her

あ：your cock is not discerning.

つ：still very much worth coming about you just feel a little bit of dread mixed in

あ：There is nothing to do. about the circumstance.

Though in moments like these I think Hanako really would prefer to not. Address it. i can't call attention to it, because it'll seem like i was like idk. perhaps consciously abiding by it. lay there

small thing also but I like to think Tsukasa is the only one who can really enjoy the feeling of two whole bodies resting wholly on him in a stack like this www…. i think it is a unique enjoyment. being so compressed down there

つ：mmm everyone i enjoy to do the hug to all.

あ：[reaches up and rubs both your bodies intermittently]

comparatively i imagine its like. in any other arrangement its kind of as though tsukasa latched onto the back of someone like. nene is resting on hanako and tsukasa crawls on her like a frog. and hanako is like oof. [1 second later] no. [rolls] and for nene its like. oof. […] um… boys. ^^;

つ：its not very uhmmm… maintainable for her. hanako also being 3 stacked is like.. this is silly. goofy come on…..

あ：cut it out. be serious this feels like some sort of kiddy game now

つ：for nene its just a fond like mm… hugs… then politely rolls them over as a stack. but its most likely to be hanako who intervenes first.

あ：A girl can enjoy a big hug. but it's like well… if we're going to hug. maybe we ought to be in a better position for that if we are feeling cuddly

It is only Tsukasa who likes to feel so squimched. likes the chest pain guts are so flattened

つ：enjoy the doubled up weight

あ：My brain also keeps being like. tsukasa is the guy w the crazy spine. & then chopping and screwing griffin being like, horse destroyed my dick and balls with its crazy crazy spine

つ：thinking as well about birds hanako fingering nene while tsukasa is being cute with his fingers… like to imagine hanako getting fogged and hazy obviously after a short period, watching fingers go in/out, kinda tuning out tsukasa's presence, it's about the details of wetness and folds…. tsukasa gently, loosely circling thumb and pointer and middle around hanako's fingers/knuckles, stroking up and down, so as Hanako sinks in and back out, this extra loop is passed through… which does get hanako's attention in a more fluid, almost subconscious way? enjoying the light pressure and the rhythmic rolling sensation, the pulling of the pussy walls as he sinks in-out chased by this looser ring of fingers. Reaches a point eventually he naturally pauses the fingering to watch and feel the fingers stroking over as his tips remain prodding her, enjoying watching mucous trail and smear over his fingers..

but its going to be like…. [tsukasa notices this] [squeezes gently, breaking the rhythm intentionally] [hanako snaps out of it and almost embarrassed, and indignant, just starts arrhythmically ramming Nene, hard enough to smash tsukasa's hand between them, crossfire, a real… pointed carelessness.]

ACTS LIKE YOU'RE NOT HERE! things like this are. ah nene's end is like she can't begin to predict what sensation is next. lost in feeling needy while hanako is still and this odd brief flitting, tickling sensation of tsukasa's hand moving faintly, contacting her and moving away… and then just KLF;SDJKG

あ：oh like there's no way for her to keep up with this play by play, on her end she's just been feeling hanako get slower and slower and then eventually stop… I like the thought of fingers encircling over fingers a lot, while both of their hands are coated in wetness, verrry fun… i always love the visual of fingers pumping over fingers, in pantomime, has its own elegance to it..

hanako the. fingers guy. i do think it makes him like space out to see/feel… uncontrollably enjoys the show

It would ruin Hanako's life if his fingers thing was especially brought to attention / exploited honestly. I think it'd feel so. [pie in face] not even able to be as mad as he gets about other things as much as like searingly humiliated like ffhjghfH jgfhZ!!

Just kill me

つ：feeling yourself respond fetishistically is a new sensation and sadly its vvvvery tasty fruit. i imagine once fingers stuff is detected it will feel the MOST like being dangled a treat and having to resist it.

the desire to. experience more and layered finger appreciation via the multiple bodies…. agonizing when its like mnrngh i wish nene had more hands… [brain goes to problem solve] NO, no…. no

but I think its also why… ohhh so effective. to just wait til he's really enjoying luxuriating in Nene to start stroking his neck and chest and adding more stroking anywhere else he'll just be like mnnmmgh its getting so awesome rn… [not counting the hands]

あ：It is a unique, new kind of torture. as it is, just having to navigate not feeling too baited and caught during sex is a minefield, hanako always is ready to be on edge and dodge being seen enjoying something too much. a specific fetish being brushed up against is like mgh… always going to make brain feel slowed to a crawl. start to pant

Oh I do think he's really a guy who likea get chest, neck rubbed… liiike the feeling of fingers and palm dragging against body, sliding around. Before any awareness creeps in, I think it actually really stills his mind and makes it like [peaceful kind of head empty]

つ：its the feeling of luxuriating under touch/attention on top of it aalllll. feeling like king. the desire to not appear to enjoy something too much, and the impulse to egotistically luxuriate in waht suddenly feels like mmm deserved splendor, they are often battling

the braincell that starts to scream WORSHIP ME!!!!

あ：the crown starts to descend thats right… thast… THAST RIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think it's even comically a slippery slope of like. braincells start firing off tyrant boy king chemicals. and then the crazy inner monologue starts going off like Ohh you just cant fucking resist can you…. [BITING. TONGUE.] stupid……….. skanks…. [coughs]

つ：when the entitlement and frustration and boyking crown sortof kiss in the way of like, crushing tsukasa in an interaction or acting more overtly, punctuatedly careless (like just stepping on him if he's scrounging about below them and getting in the way, or shoving his face with palm and leaving it there to shut him up), it just simply results in pleasing tsukasa with a motion meant intentionally for him and him alone. and i think it also gets hanako off at that point. when it is one hand on girl's hip holding her in place to smash and one hand over tsukasa's mouth to shut him up it is MY THRONE!!! I CONTROL WHEN THE FRUIT WILL FALL

thats right you stay still girl. and thats right you also stay still. everyone fucking BEHAVE

あ：There are times when dom brain is a useful crutch like well fine, you've forced my hand. i'll just make you all act like how i want you to.

つ：I think the mental state also sometimes bleeds into nene which is fun for her incidentally… if he's feeling snarly from tsukasa's rascalling in a particularly spirited day, it also results in becoming more impatient and rougher with her…. which is, hot. for her.

あ：uncontrollably attracted to shitty bf

つ：less patient and understanding when she whines or goes to grab at him or isn't cooperating with something.

あ：my brain always chops and screws these panels bc i think about hanako grasping nene's face this disrespectfully a lot. and shaking her side to side. same with tsukasa though. just a thing…. in my brain

つ：the observant face I'm always rly into… its such a good… looks at you like bug… expression. its often used in AMVs so tastefully and i can feel us all wishing hanako would look at us like that

the thing where hanako is a DOM!!!!! we're respondinngggggg. me and the girlies of the world

あ：girlies gather round…

つ：i think successful baiting in the long termmnn is like… plowing nene…. in the mood that is grabbing tsukasa's face to shut him up/keep him from sniffing or whatever he's trying to do… tsukasa starts sucking his fingers… and it becomes mmgnmmn.hh hmh.gmgnf.hmh…. hgg [starts fingering mouth] FINE [JAMS FINGERS IN THROAT]

but then i think you can't multitask so good and its just intermittently ramming Nene, skittering about, then rubbing tsukasa's gums and teeth and pinching his tongue, then getting back to Nene cuz you stopped moving, then tsukasa starts swirling tongue around knuckle, then its back to that,

あ：sucking fingers in such an instance would ex-TREMEly be successful, it is perfect bait congratulations tsukasa… it's really the perfect balance of agitating hanako and turning him on with something. it's not like as pest-y or annoying as some other things tsukasa could do, the more pure rascal moves. this is really like. oh yous tupid fuckign slut im. [GRABS YOUR THROAT TOO.] for a second becoming so. throttles.

But also while brain is totally fizzling… cock is twitching, while buried in Nene… drags knuckles up against Tsukasa's front teeth. I don't think it's easy to multitask at all like this. though it's surely a fun experience for tsukasa and nene in the end, kind of feeling jolted suddenly as the focus redirects

つ：i think it gives nene enough reprieve time that she gets to take breaths, take stock, slightly unfog that little brain and feel the twitching in her... necessary when he's being so intense in bursts

あ：tsukasa is here to help take on this monster

つ：you need someone to tag in, ideally.

____________________

あ：I feel. Like I do need to take Avvy behind the scenes where I did get lost in the sauce earlier thinking about Hanako like. bragging about how good the sex is gonna be. The sheer shitty boyfriend aspect at it's apex of like, being showboating and confident in own abilities while being INCONSIDERATE and UNEDUCATED… it's funny to have gotten so distracted though since I was initially just having some sort of corrective emotion abt fanfic. thinking 'tch the scene would go more like…' and then just getting lost. New scene actually I'm doing my own thing

so like. I just ended up thinking about, an instance where hananene has sex immediately wwww… cuz it's such a case of hanako not fact checking his own creed. belief system. (but as much as I don't think he's thinking about it early on when Nene is clearly proposing herself as interested in being his friend, and I think binding himself to her is also just… foolish, ignoring his own rules really.) so he jumpcuts into dipping it and has sheer brainrot from it.

but the precursor to such an event having to be that Nene was so desperate she initiated something, simply a girl more… tempted by the circumstance of having someone into her, feeling more eroded by the concept of them being supernaturally bound. it's as if the roof scene where she proposes to call him 'hanako-kun' also comes with an air of -- cuz, if we're basically a couple… we… we can be more. direct and. [crumbling] and this activates hanako so predatorily like. [amane going fwuun] what's this…?

[scuffs shoe…] well, I was, just being mindless horny so i wasn't factoring realism //// so the scenario devolved in my mind, of Nene grabbing his hand and bringing it between her legs. And Hanako's brain shutting off after this gesture, having been cheeky/flirty but then just being thrown off so hard. but then he starts back up but -- [voice is lower, more out of breath, but sounding cruel…] "You. You…. ah…a… ahah. Ha-!"

licking lips. "You're crazy." ahh, it's just fun to say. "You're just crazy!"

devolving into… just outright grasping her face, tangling through her hair… watches as she tears up from overwhelm and embarrassment. but it doesn't stop him from reaching up and locating pussy -- brain is on autopilot, the. can't not feel it. it's raw instinct. rubbing up at her through tights… heeeat felt. closes eyes for a moment.

“Shouldn’t girls be more careful about this sort of thing…? You never know what a guy could be like, Yashiro.” opens eyes, looking at her pointedly. “What if I did something weird and perverted…? What if you didn’t like it? You’d be stuck with it, though. Cuz you wouldn’t think to say no! Hmm…?” humming.

“… unless, you're really tell yourself you’d like anything. Is that the kind of person you are…?” Continuously rubbing at her, and suddenly feeling an awareness of. wet. fingers are getting damp. Staggered by this, what. Was she really so wet from this? To feel it, through layers of clothing. Did girls get this wet? Kind of blanks. Rubbing… finding, what feels like… what would have to be, the entrance? Throat hurts. The ah… -is a virgin- status effect is unavoidable, in a sense. Starting to feel like shhahshhsh…. G-girl, girl wet, wet about me, right now. [stretch of silence, looks down her] Hot girl. tacks on. for himself, privately. commences shoving hands under her tights and messily moving past any panties, no grace. it's about direct contact now. Though like a maniac gets activated by the soft soft smooth lips, feeling of skin dragging against his fingers, it's like. There's no stopping the urge to shove up into, after locating entrance, pushing up into. This makes Nene buckle and squeeze her legs protectively shut on her own sort of virgin response. S-scared!! scary….

“H… hhhow easy are you?” sounding obviously more ragged… ignoring her anxiety. “Are you going to come quick, for me? Just from my hand?” Toying touches, dabbing his middle finger shallowly inside of her. Make a girl just feel insanely objectified, 'played with'. rgh… clawing at his wrist, clawing at his chest, but he won't budge, keeps flicking fingers. He has no sense of… pace, or, where to touch. it's just a pure obsessive prodding in and out and swirling against, feeling walls stretch.

intrusive thoughts: Want to put it in her. want to feel that want to feel it. [starting to feel the impediments though of. the fact that, if he did that, it would indicate personal desire] -- i wish she would ask for it though. WAIT but she should-- “Mh. M… maybe I should make you, beg for my cock.” sucks breath sharply in, as the statement wounds him as well. “–don’t you, think that’d sound nice…? You wanted to start calling me Hanako-kun, right?” grasping her face. “Hanako-kun, Hanako-kun… like that. Let me hear it?’

Oh but it looks like she’s struggling to breathe, drowning in a lake. Unable to speak. Only sounds she makes are compulsive huffs, whimpers, sniffling. poor little thing.

“Too hard?” click tongue. “Ah… just hands, then.” disappointed sounding.

つ：oh poor girl…. she would feel so. WHAT IS HE SAYING? WHAT'S HAPPENING? early series nene is so helpless… unable to THINK. almost at all

あ：she's not ready for this. FOR REAL PERVERT… WHAT THE H*CK

つ：a Hanako who has revealed nothing about himself either, I think is also the strongest and most powerful Hanako…. before Kou has unveiled his evil murderer thing, Hanako has the ultimate enjoyment of his lying and the image he gets to present. I think early series Hanako is a lunatic and he likes the little performance and his ~new personality just for Nene, and how ignorant she is is so fun. Like ohhh I can convince her I'm any kind of guy❤️

あ：it is like that… i think it's why he can start the tenor of their rship so much like ehe ✌️✌️it's me hanako-san✌️ of the bathroom👌

he is an utter stranger to her and her life is… intrinsically……… kind of… inconsequential… she could die at any point in the next few months… but ah…. yeah it is, fun, to think about a hanako who isn't… yet burdened by his history or much emotional investment in nene. basically the most casual hanako can be

つ：the most cumbrained idiot

あ：feeling like he is just a novelty to a girl. this is the hanako who does a flourish and is like i am No. 7 ….. [does his whole spiel]

つ：oh i can be this kind of guy to this girl. i think it enables him to indulge because its not.. 'real'….? this is… a play. a game. its not me really achieving something, it's pretending i am (goes in real stomach) its funny, even.

あ：purposefully acting cool and mysterious. and playful and flirty as if that's anything what he's like in life or even currently [TO ALL THE OTHER MYSTERIES YOU ARE JUST A CREEP!! NOT CUTE.]

no kou there truly is like, there's no one to . weigh in on anything. to protect nene

only i am smart enough to see this hanako as someone who would be VERY DISRESPECTFUL given the chance. honestly more so than hanako later, who has the barrier of his own feefees stopping him at times. i think chapter 2 hanako would do stuff to a girl if she was passed out and he felt like he could get away with it it's just like. I'll be havin that

つ：yeah agree. When I considered if Hanako has mindwipe powers my brain went 200mph like as if we could suddenly in a later chapter get like secret events that he wiped out of nene's mind and i was also like oughrg [gets sick about the ability] oh no

even if tsukasa had an ability suchas that. its at least not unusual for supernaturals to manipulate memories very easily as seen repeatedly. If she just saw some exchange and hanako or tsukasa was like… ❤️you are not supposed to be aware of this thing yet. not time!! gonna have to pluck that out❤️ the concept of this kind of finesse in manipulating nene would just make me too horny if it were true

あ：oh if it could be soo rich…. the amount our girl might not know she is being fucked with. i AM really intrigued by hanako having any fucking capacity to control nene remembering something

つ：anyway… I agree with Bird that early hanako would be in fact more capable than later hanako, who is more worried about what certain behavior 'says' about him, or how it influences her perception….

early boy is very sincerely not…. valuing anything, or doesn't think he is. it's silly funny times. Hanako isn't a real person, to him…. to himself

あ：ahm yeah…. Like later hanako is dealing with finding this precious and worrying about incurring risk. and, i think the intensity of his own want scares him instinctively. since it can't be framed as casual at all, to want to do things with Nene, even getting a cheek kiss from her becomes intense

… an earlier series boy is just not analyzing himself at all, it's all so "whatever" and he's unchecked and unregulated. there's no one to answer to, when you're a lonesome supernatural haunting their domain day in and day out. hanako is too busy being pleased that there's something to break the monotony

it was really just a 'time to imagine hanako saying the worst things' run ww. just going to brutally finger a girl and commenting on it aloud, depraved. observing her like a particle. but also since he's not being careful i think he's also easily praiseful like wow. awesome pussy You're really suited for this

つ：Hanako like aah those boys turning you down, they're really missing out…. ! Lucky for me isn't it ? [humms pleasantly] poor nene like l-lucky..? cries for real d.. do you. do you-- i. do you really fffeel.. lucky….

あ：hanako two wolves'ing for a second where it's like. [admires how for real emotional she seems about this, wow…] but hten like [CROWN DESCENDS, AS HE SEES HOW SHE LOOKS LIKE SHE IS HANGING ON HIS EVERY WORD-!!!!!! MWAHAHAH!!!!!] Ohhhhh ssso lucky yes.❤️ Aw… you like to hear that don't you… Do you want to hear it again? [fingers stroke slowly]

… it's insufferable…….

つ：weak sniffle and nod

the sadness is in how sincere nene is experiencing it and how fake hanako is performing gklf;dgk it literally is a crime!!! its a crime to do this to a girl

あ：god will come for him later [tsukasa]

つ：you'll get pantsed in due time

あ：tsukasa stepping into the scene later like amane… it's not good to mess with girls feelings its really serious for them

つ：I think getting Nene to ask/beg for more particular things is something you have to be patient for… she will go home and feel deeply disappointed in herself and violently cockthirsty and write poems about how it felt and how bad she wants it. actually it would be dope of her to write crazy poems and then be like. i wish i could say this to him….. …. m.. maybe I can just show him… my book….? then… I don't have to say it… with my mouth, which is stupid

あ：I like the thought though of Nene using poetry as a way to communicate with Hanako and bypass the sheer inability to use her mouf… TO be fair I really do think Hanako just drops pretenses of like. bathroom duty. like. [makes up excuse] you proved yourself as a dutiful assistant. but we're closer than that now we don't have to just pal around. in the bathroom.

She's dealing with less like. thine wench. vibes [guy starts massaging your shoulders]

つ：its like Hanako needs to humiliate her to feel anything in canon but if he was dipping it he'd put his feet up like. you are keeping the king stress free

so much easier to do my job if i can take a load off in between mmmm. ahhhh. its like a spa day

あ：let's just roll out that picnic blanket how bout

つ：Hanako kicking up his feet. licking his finger. to read a teen girl's little book about him.

あ：kind of smiling blankly in that way he do

つ：but I dunno how reading it would go….. if it would be pure wild arrogance inducing or if it would make him dokis a bit…..

あ：oh i dont think he's actually ready to read like artful word s… I think the first flare of emotion is arrogance, hums pleasantly opening your book and scanning over it. but- but like… he does have a whinging poetics side, we see it most in amane. the one who desires to think abstractly, talking about the moon and stars. i think reading poetry about self is like ,,, ,,, ,,, ,,. [smile quietly fades] …. this would be his first real, feeling bad about how authentic she is being. [internally] Ah, she's really ah…. not holding back, huh… Mmn. She's really not careful enough with herself.

admittedly its like. i thought i made her pussy hurt. i didnt think there was more to it

[the guy who, has never heard a girl say suki before] ..,, [rubs mouth.]

つ：confronting that….. it has to spark that. mmm should I really be trusted with this… a girl like this is going to get so very hurt… or, well, she isn't , now is she (she'll die soon)….. (realizing he will be the only guy she writes this sortof thing about. gets a little horny on accident)

its like mmm…? maybe its… harmless, in fact….. if this little play goes on until she just dies. then she'll just have, in HER mind, had a good time. with a guy.

and its better with me and not a living guy who would have to be hurt when she dies. if she were pouring this out into some guy who would go crazy when she dies. as people are wont to do.

あ：Yep. it's a good thing then, that she do this with me. A guy who won't go crazy. and won't care if she dies. Yep…………….

つ：take a deep breath. close the book. stand up. close eyes. unzip pants,

あ：i want every petal I'll just be her little boyfriend until she dies

つ：simply bend you over. thank you for your honesty, yashiro. it was very lovely to read. I will give you all you want. there won't be a single thing left unexperienced. If you have the whim, you should tell me it. Any thing. We're close like that.

あ：Eugh… the thought of Hanako framing this as him being very generous, in the end. this would be like. if this was the manga -- this would be where Hanako says something eerily similar to Tsukasa in terms of, Anything you want, you should have it, right? I'm here for that

[but it's hanako so he says things far sicker….] I'm a supernatural, I'm not a person. It's different, for me. I won't be anything like some guy in your class. … you won't want to bother with them anymore, though, right?

つ：shakes head…. I think Nene….. would…. bbe sso sick… I do think she'd…. be planning/fantasizing about getting a job at the school…. which. i would like hanako to. catch her asking like, tsuchigomori about, career counseling guy

thinking hard about how hanako is a ghost… bound to the school… so. she. has to stay here… how can she do that…. just wonder what positions are open and how one can start at a thing like that…. what class she'd teach… Hanako observing Nene planning for her future dutifully with him would. be . ow

sigh…. mmngh. [meanly, in his head] is the sex that good, yashiro….

あ：damn girl….

つ：she really is far too easily won over….

あ：it's actually a good thing she's dying soon. sheesh… you can't switch career paths for getting dicked down 💭… ………….❔ is she even thinking about the fact that… i'm going to stay…. 13.

つ：SHE'S NOT!!!

あ：chinhands. poor little dummy. in many ways, not meant to live, ig

つ：she is so simple. pitiable thing. oh girls!

あ：this is actually why i need to keep this pussy on lock she's also lucky im a ghost so i can raw her and she will not suffer consequences. idk if she's thinking about that also

つ：this all also might be more dangerous for another guy. this kind of , raw…. emotion, investment. a bit much, isn't it? that would overwhelm a guy…. if his highschool girlfriend is thinking about their future. kowaiii lol…..

あ：it's a shame some girls are just like that… and they can't help it, i guess. a shame cuz this world really isn't built for them to thrive. even if they're hot as fuck www

つ：this world where hanako can more blatantly just think like mrmgnauh hot slut

あ：bagged a sexay one what can i say i love oats and apples…

つ：this world would just be like fucking on the roof and tsukasa shows up. but ALTERNATELY, its interesting to introduce kou. while you guys are having to like. hide. that you fuck. from him. hanako like hey. yashiro. this guys family. they all dont like. guys like me. lets not. reveal. our. taboo relationship. ok its not. a thing. people would approve of. you know.

but mmm the drop of him being a murderer…. i think 'secret's out.' is the same no matter what. its like :p always.

あ：shoganai ne.

つ：oopsie doopsies. awe I was trying to keep the narrative all neat and clean…..

あ：was trying to keep this romantic. but oh well but what's kind of devastating is nene. already in canon is like. i… you're my friend anyways…

つ：she's really so surprisingly and far too overly accepting of him in canon…

あ：so. idk. a girl being absolutely railed and feeling such feefees…

つ：if anything this girl is even more poisoned like [not true but how she feels] but he is... a good boyfriend....

あ：[hanako making some new expression about this]

つ：pog

あ：inventing a new emotion