#casualties of cool album

[astermagne]

I wanted to try this x reader Hc thing out

Lucifer + Adam x Reader with sensitive hearing

Lucifer, canon au

- At first, the songs he breaks into are pretty loud , he can’t help it! He gets so excited and loves to go all out. However , the songs usually end in a broken abrupt chord once he sees you wince /in pain

- He tends to forget you have sensitive hearing constantly. He feels so guilty and berates himself mentally for it :<

- However, he does try to make up for it by buying you only the BEST noise canceling headphones,those very nice comfy ones that don’t hurt your ear. He’ll either buy it for you or make his own! But he’s definitely not buying it from VoxTech.

- It’s honestly a bumpy relationship , so you’ve both decided to keep it platonic, and there’s nothing wrong with that.

Lucifer, vampire au

- He’s much more quiet toned in this au. You actually love to hear him talk, whether it’s by how he talks, or part of his vampire’s charm. A prince of the night,things are quiet around his place. As long as you don’t venture into the dungeons-

- He only yells when he’s in an argument with his family, which by that point he makes sure you're safely away. Who knows when a powerful fight will break out, and he doesn’t want you to be a casualty from the collateral damage.

- His place is honestly really nice?? The days are very quiet since almost everyone is asleep, aside from the day servants who do their work. But they don’t bother you.

- The night comes alive in candlelight all over the place. Soft music reverbs in the air from the ballroom a couple stories below. You enjoy it from your room , or out in one of the big gardens. In some areas it’s so muffled you can actually fall asleep to it .

- Sadly earplugs and headphones weren’t a thing back then, so you don’t have fancy noise canceling technology. However, you do have a very powerful vampire who could or could not put a spell or so over your room . But then again, it’s your room, why would you need it? It’s not loud. But could he do it? It’s a possibility .

- You do have a headband you wear, should you choose to go out in the market or whatnot. It’s a little tight and has padding , so it does help to block out a little of the crowd and bustling noises . You can easily hide it under your hat /whatever headwear you have on.

- Honestly this life is so nice and peaceful. Aside from all the fighting and wars those vampires have going on, but you’re pretty protected from it so it’s sort of fine

Adam, canon au

- “What”

- “Ohhhh”

- Oh he is r e a d y. Earplugs, headphones, helmets that cancel out a lot of noise, he’s got you covered.

- He thinks nothing of it, he gets it. He’s got you 👌🏻

- That helmet of his can do a lot of things, one such being he can turn down his own volume, and makes it so it’ll do so via facial recognition .

- “So , because you’re wearing headphones all the time, here’s my new album.” You probably have 40,711 playlists from him alone by now

- “That’s so cool, like,you can hear shit other people can’t, rock on”

- The moment someone bullies you or tries to hurt you by being loud purposefully, Adam will shove them off and deal with them.

- He can play anything and everything, including soft slow notes. He doesn’t mind. I mean hey, you love his music, don’t you? Who cares what he plays as long as he can get your smile and praise!

- During private moments, he absolutely uses mouth sounds, and loves to whisper in your ears. He loves to see you shiver from it.

I will pull up a muse list so you know who you can send in asks for if you want to

[emissary-of-dog]

What are some of your favorite albums?

OH DUUUDEE!! GREAT QUESTION THAT IS /REALLY/ TOUGH TO ANSWER!! but i appreciated that you asked ^_^ i tend to rank my favorite albums not just by how cool/enjoyable i think they are, but how i could probably listen to them tens of thousand of times and never get bored! here's a handful that pop to mind first; - Fishing for Fishies, LW, Paper Mache Dream Balloon... etc. (King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard) *I could listen to a lot of their albums over and over again w/o getting bored LOL - The Raven That Refused To Sing (Steven Wilson) - In The Court of the Crimson King (...King Crimson) - Foxtrot (Genesis) - Worlds Apart, Silent Knight, Network (SAGA) - The Flat Earth (Thomas Dolby) - Emily's D+Evolution (Esperanza Spalding) - Flex-Able (Steve Vai) - Spilt Milk (Jellyfish) - Signify (Porcupine Tree) - Ziltoid The Omniscient, Casualties of Cool (Devin Townsend Project) - Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge, Danger Days, The Black Parade (My Chemical Romance babyyy!!!) - Clancy (Twenty One Pilots)

... the big chunk in the middle is what i'd describe as MOSTLY progressive rock/metal! all with varying sounds, from varying eras, where some might sound more "classical" so to speak (KC and Genesis come to mind) others might sound more "modern" and hard rock/metal-y (Devin Townsend, SAGA, Jellyfish...kinda!) Steven Wilson is a mix of both, as it harkens back to older prog rock sounds while sounding much heavier later on (the same sound you'll hear in the Porcupine Tree album, given Wilson is the lead singer of both bands) Flex-Able + Emily's D+Evolution are what i could describe as being very Frank Zappa-esqe. funky, groovy, but still sounds like prog - though Spalding's album is a lot more serious than Vai's! as for Thomas Dolby that's more New Wave than anything. MCR & Twenty One Pilots speak for themselves i think, being more poppy (TOP especially, is Pop music, but definitely their best album by far)

[nofatclips]

Flight by Casualties of Cool from their debut album - Filmed and directed by Konrad Palkeiwicz

[foureyes802]

who are your favorite prog rock artists

This is a little embarrassing to answer since I don't listen to a huge variety of prog artists, just like 3 who fall under the genre umbrella 🫣 that being said, my absolute favorite artist of all time is Devin Townsend. People who look at my tags on music related posts are aware of this. It's proggy less so in the expected sense of constant weird time signature shenanigans, and more so in general sonic complexity and richness of sound. Lots of instrument tracks, lots of layers. It's a through line from his most extreme speed metal projects with Strapping Young Lad into his ambient albums, and even coloring his pop-rock stuff on Addicted! and Epicloud. Out of some 30-odd albums, I love almost all of his work (excepting some earlier unpolished stuff, plus DevLab and Casualties of Cool which just don't sit with me aesthetically) and I utterly implore people to check him out. Every project besides SYL has his name on it so it's not too difficult to hunt down. But aside from that, my taste is super basic: Rush and Yes were my intros to the genre and I still listen occasionally (send this question 4 years ago and i'd have infodumped about 2112 instead lmao), plus I've been trying to get into King Gizzard but have only really resonated with Nonagon Infinity so far. That's basically it, though. Thanks for the ask! :)

also idk if it's going to show up once this is posted but as im typing up my response this ask format is FUCKED. check it out:

no clue why that happened, it looked normal in my inbox. lol. well thanks again for the question!

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

J MASCIS NAME-DROPS SABBATH'S "SABOTAGE" AS A FORMATIVE MUSIC EXPERIENCE -- AWESOME!!

STEREOGUM: "What were your earliest formative experiences as someone who loved music?"

J MASCIS: "I remember listening to BLACK SABBATH’s "Sabotage" on headphones. There was a song, “The Writ,” that gets quiet and then kicks in, and I remember falling asleep until that kicked in and I woke back up. That was really intense. I got into punk, and then hardcore. I listened to MINOR THREAT and DC bands and I was like, “Wow, these guys are where exactly where I’m at.” I was sick of hippies taking drugs, and our way to rebel was not taking drugs, since I grew up in a hippie town with acid casualties everywhere. It was cool to find out that other kids were the same way. They were into punk, but they didn’t want to be junkies. I pretty much only listened to hardcore after that. I sold some of my rock albums. I was really focused on punk rock and hardcore."

Source: www.stereogum.com/2145156/j-mascis-dinosaur-jr.

[chieana]

Korse couldn't resist. He remembered the way it hard hurt before, but he simply couldn't resist offering a helping hand to those in need. To an abandoned child, shivering in a wet and cold alleyway. How was he ever supposed to resist?

He took her home with him. The girl was quiet but clearly frightened. She kept herself small as Korse guided her to his bathroom. She cried silently as he cleaned the dirt off her limbs and dressed her in clean clothes. She shivered as she curled up in a ball on the single bed in Korse's office.

It hurt already.

-

A couple of days passed each filled with worry about the girl now staying in Korse's apartment. He assumed and feared she would leave, escape back into the streets now that she had been fed and had gotten new clothes. But every day, he returned home to find her curled up on the bed, eyes wide with fear as she stared at him until he went to bed.

She didn't speak. She ate when he fed her. He wondered what she did during the day. He was aware that the propaganda on tv wouldn't interest a child. None of his belongings were ever out of place. He wondered if maybe she just slept, lazing around like a cat.

He held the comic he'd confiscated off the most recent run of new dracs and casualties. It was a shoddy thing, white paint covered the original magazine's pages, and on top a crudely drawn comic about some zone skirmish was created with crayon. It had bright colours. It had an unrealistic but engaging story. Korse hid it in his jacket and went home.

The girl was right where he'd left her, right where she was every day. Her eyes remained as fearful as ever and widened further upon Korse's direct approach. He revealed the comic and offered it to her. She shook on the bed as she stared between the comic and Korse.

"It's for you," Korse said softly.

The girl's eyes shot up to his. Tears were twinkling in the corners and Korse felt his heart ache. "Thank you," she spoke softly when she reached out to take the comic.

Korse smiled at her and turned to make dinner.

-

The next day, the girl didn't look scared when Korse returned home. She looked at him with wide curious eyes, finally showing her childlike impatience and excitement by demanding: "Do you have another one?" while holding onto the comic tightly.

Korse smiled warmly at her and chuckled. "I'm afraid not, kitten. That's rare contraband that you have there. I'm assuming you enjoyed it?"

"Yes! I can't read, but it's pretty!" the girl said and sat back on the bed and opened the comic anew.

Korse chuckled and focused on preparing dinner. The girl was chatty while they ate. She talked about all the pretty colours and the cool kids in the comic. She had a vivid imagination and endless energy. Korse smiled contently as he listened to her rave about all her favourite parts of the comic (which was the entire thing, of course).

That night, when the girl slept peacefully on his lap after all her tales, the witch spoke to him: "This will hurt."

"Aye. It will," Korse replied quietly and gently moved the girl's hair out of her face.

"You know this won't last."

"I'm aware."

"Korse. It will be sooner than you're ready for."

Korse stayed quiet as he sat with the dread those words awakened. He wasn't ready to let go. He needed someone to take care of, someone to protect.

"Immortality is the curse you chose."

"And kindness is the only trait I still value within me."

The rest of the night was quiet but for the quickened heartbeat in Korse's chest.

-

He should have known it would come to this.

The next day, the director called him up into her office. She tested him, asked him specific questions. Wondered if he'd taken any contraband home.

Korse admitted to having taken the comic, for research. To learn what the killjoys were thinking.

The director laughed in his face. "We know what they're thinking, Korse. They aren't as intelligent as us. There's no need to worry about them. Just keep blasting them or turning them. That is your job."

"I apologise, director. You are right, of course. I will renew my prescription. Maybe that's where my lack of focus originates."

The director hummed and smiled sharply. "See that you do. I expect you to be back in top condition on Monday. The pills should do their work over the weekend."

When he returned home, the girl was ready to tell him more about the comic, but he shook his head at her. "Not today, love. We're leaving soon. Grab the clothes and things I got you and prepare to travel."

The girl returned to being fearful. She was quiet and obedient as they ate. Korse made sure all her belongings, of which there were few, were packed securely into the small backpack which had been hidden under the bed. He checked over the girl carefully once more, straightening her jacket, before nodding and leading her to his car.

They drove in continued silence. It wasn't unusual for Korse to do night runs; it was an optional assignment all SCARECROWs had been given. Today was the first time he needed it for something other than stress relief. The zones were dark and cold and quiet. The girl looked partly excited, but mostly scared. Korse drove faster to where he knew the four often hid.

They made it there around midnight.

Korse led the girl to the building and tried the back door. It was unlocked. He scanned the kitchen of the diner carefully as they trespassed. There were clear traps around the door, all of which were noise makers to alert any dwelling killjoys inside. Nothing looked dangerous.

They carefully made their way into the front.

The broken windows and the doors in the front of the diner were boarded up. Sleeping on the couches were the four. Korse looked for his mark and stilled when hazel eyes stared back into his. They looked scared.

Korse moved quietly around the counter to reveal the girl to Party.

Party's eyes widened when they saw her. They stood up quickly and pointed their ray gun at Korse.

Korse sighed and smiled. "I can't keep her safe in the city. I wish she didn't have to be out here, but it's safer than with me."

Party scoffed. "No shit. Nothing about living with you is safe, traitor," they said icily and turned the dial on their ray gun to kill.

Korse felt like crying. The pain that took hold in his chest prevented him from speaking, so he simply pushed the girl forwards, in the direction of Party. He turned around and made his way back out of the diner, not once looking back.

As he drove back to the city, the tears escaped. He cried loud and ugly at his loss. First Party, now the girl. And Party hated him. He took deep breaths as Battery City came into view and was back to his empty self by the time he passed the gates.

He took his new pills and dropped into bed. When he woke up on Sunday, he barely remembered the pain. The pills had done what they did best.

The abandoned child you’ve taken in sleeps on your lap as the god who gave you immortality softly warns you. “This will hurt.”

[metalshockfinland]

DEVIN TOWNSEND Celebrates New "Powernerd" Album Release with Video for 'Knuckledragger'

Photo credit: Tanya Ghosh DEVIN TOWNSEND released his brand-new studio album POWERNERD last week. His career is one of many distinct eras. He’s been the leader of Strapping Young Lad, the lynchpin of the Devin Townsend Project and the co-architect of country duo Casualties of Cool, all while maintaining his prolific and lauded solo project. Now, the polymath’s newest era starts…

[gbhbl]

Album Review: Devin Townsend - PowerNerd (InsideOutMusic)

Delivering bundles of feeling, showcasing even more heart and soul than ever, offering up dynamic catchiness in every track, and continuing to showcase his own personal growth and progression.

Devin Townsend, a musician that should need no introduction, returns with his latest album, ‘PowerNerd’, out on October 25th, 2024, via InsideOutMusic. Photo Credit: Tanya Ghosh With an artist as prolific as Devin Townsend, you can never be too sure what you’re going to get, and not everything hits, personally. For every Strapping Young Lad there’s a Casualties of Cool, and while his work under…

[metaladdicts]

DEVIN TOWNSEND Launches Uplifting New Single ‘Gratitude’

Photo credit: Tanya Ghosh Devin Townsend recently announced the release of his forthcoming new studio album PowerNerd on the 25th October 2024. Devin Townsend’s career is one of many distinct eras. He’s been the leader of STRAPPING YOUNG LAD, the lynchpin of the Devin Townsend Project and the co-architect of country duo Casualties of Cool, all while maintaining his prolific and lauded solo…

[my-chemical-wheaties]

Okay, here goes nothing:

The Dreaming by Kate Bush

Hounds of Love by Kate Bush

The Turning Wheel by Spellling

You and I by The Pierces

Homogenic by Björk

Ys by Joanna Newsom

Fleet Foxes' self-titled debut album

Casualties of Cool by Devin Townsend and Che Aimee Dorval

Brand New Eyes by Paramore

This is Why by Paramore

I'm sure I can think of more than these, but these are the first ten albums that come to mind when I think of albums I consider "no skips."

rb with your absolute NO skip albums i need recommendations or just wanna hear y’alls faves

[slrmagazine]

Devin Townsend announces new studio album 'PowerNerd'

Devin Townsend announces new studio album 'PowerNerd'. #devintownsend @dvntownsend

Devin Townsend is pleased to announce the release of his forthcoming new studio album PowerNerd on October 25, 2024. Devin Townsend’s career is one of many distinct eras. He’s been the leader of Strapping Young Lad, the lynchpin of the Devin Townsend Project and the co-architect of country duo Casualties of Cool, all while maintaining his prolific and lauded solo project. Now, the polymath’s…

[dzpenumbra]

6/19/23

It's cold out. I had to close my window. It's like 50F out right now, I had to put a hoodie on.

I streamed again tonight. I... okay, I'll get back around to how that went, I wanna talk about one moment in particular.

The work I've been doing has been super meditative. I mean... like... very repetitive, very intuitive, just drawing shapes over and over and over, filling space. And I've been listening to trippy music to go with it, like the old days. Like back in college. I really miss studio art nights, and streaming is really an attempt to bring that back. So... I started with Casualties of Cool, because that's like... my go-to studio space-out album. It was great, I got a lot done. Then I took a break to play Session for a bit, that was fun. When I came back, I put on Devin Townsend's The Puzzle album, which I never really sat down and fully absorbed. I was fucking so deep in my head it's not even funny. I was just... gone. And I was streaming. Again... to no one... but still.

There was a point in the album that was like... there was a voice clip that was talking about how your suffering is less about the things that happened in your life, but more about how you react to it. And it got me. I just started wandering mentally off of that. And I started to go down some dark corridors in my head. Of like... times when I really should have been in jail, or died. Or was doing stupid shit that really... should have ended worse. Like... as unlucky as I feel... --- I mean, I was born on the 13th, I've always claimed that played into why I'm so unlucky --- even with that considered, I am so fucking lucky to be alive and without a criminal record.

Not because I ever really had bad intentions or even really hurt anyone, which of course is where my heavy heart came in and gave me a mini-anxiety attack. It's even starting now, I'm trying to calm it down. I feel like when I say "I should have been in jail", people assume bad intentions or malicious behavior. I was really bad with peer pressure. I was even hand-picked in middle school and high school to go to peer leadership programs... I guarantee it was because they could kinda tell I was susceptible to it. And I put my trust in the wrong damn people, who would kinda... pressure me to inch the goalposts of where my boundaries were more and more, you know... so I'd fit in... Trigger warning for drugs, if that's gonna be intense for you feel free to skip this and the next two paragraphs. First with booze, then with cigarettes, then with weed... then with mushrooms, then with "speed" (still don't know what that was, probably Adderall), then with acid, then with ecstasy and molly, then with coke... then with pills... which escalated to me actually trying heroin and not even knowing that was what it was. And I feel so fucking guilty... and stupid... for allowing myself to cede my own boundaries like that. To let people talk me out of my own comfort level, through deception and normalization. I don't like talking about this. I feel very ashamed. I don't even drink or smoke cigarettes, or even smoke weed anymore. I didn't even like being on prescription meds.

Some of the experiences, like weed and mushrooms and acid and ecstasy, were very much my choice and were actually really beneficial in the long run. Cigarettes too, that was my big one and I was totally fine with smoking those, and... in retrospect... they served a very practical purpose for me for over 15 years. The harder shit... I still feel dirty about it. Those days are over 10 years behind me. I just... feel like... okay... here's a story. The last time I was at the building that I live in right now? Before I moved in? I was on my college gap year visiting with friends from high school, they had friends who lived here. And they were in a coke phase. We all were drinking buddies, we all smoked cigarettes, and the charismatic leader decided to normalize coke... and regularly had it on him... and I went along with it. We all did. Call it experimenting, or just being social, whatever, I don't know. Well... I remember sitting in the parking lot at this building... with four of us in the car, with the windows up and fogged... passing a CD around the car and snorting lines off of it. And a fucking cruiser drives by behind us. And... stops. And for some reason... keeps going and leaves the parking lot. It had to be private security, not cops. It had to be. But man, I mean... I wouldn't have gotten slammed with that charge probably, because no possession... but yeah, it really wouldn't look good...

I don't know, maybe that story isn't that bad. It just feels dirty. I feel like coke is like... not something you talk about casually doing... even though everyone I did it with in college really did treat it like that. I don't know. I honestly didn't really enjoy it that much, it was like... way too much caffeine for like 15-30 minutes and then gone. And the worst hangover ever. And the drips were just obnoxious.

What hit me hard with looking back at the past was... the shame. And really just thinking... "I should have been a better person." I just started to type in that part of my brain's voice, and I realized... "should have's" are... depression. And shame. And I'm really just feeding it.

And I guess that's what that line in the song is about. How my suffering... that I'm imposing on myself right here and right now... is not as much because of the events themselves... because with that specific story? It was ultimately just me and my friends partying a bit, and it wasn't anything excessive. But how I react to it? Good lord. I'm emotionally reacting like I willingly gave nuclear codes to a Chinese spy or something.

You can't go back in time. In fact, a lot of theoretical physicists try to argue a theory that the past doesn't even tangibly exist. It's a going theory I heard, that time itself is basically like a series of present events that kinda blink in and out of existence, and the past... though we can presently remember it, no longer exists. It's a nice brain-bender to make the pit of your stomach churn a bit, if you really try to figure it out. (I have no idea how theoretical physicists sleep at night, this shit freaks me out.) Point being... if that theory is true, even if you could go back in time... there's no back in time to go back to. So why live in regret? Why live lamenting "I should have known better, I should have been better." Just... be good Now. Right?

I have a sign that I made, I've talked about it here before... It's got the same organic abstract pattern, but the bubbles are yellow and the membrane is two-tone green. And it has a black outline, it's on cardboard, and it has gold lettering on it saying "BE HERE NOW". It's the title of a Ram Dass book I was given ages ago, in a different life. I never really sat and worked my way through it, as such. I used that book when my brother and I would have jam sessions. I would do "divinatory singing" by picking a random page and sing verses from it, improvising a rhythm and melody, but using the words from the random page as lyrics. That was my primary use for that book. I still have it, it's on my bookshelf. And occasionally, I would just open it and flip to a random page and see what it had to show me.

The reason I chose the title "be here now" to put on the sign I made, is that my therapist was encouraging me to give myself reminders to be in the Now. To be present. Not mourning, lamenting and reliving in the Past. Not anxious, predictive and planning the Future. Just being present, in the Present. And that book title just immediately popped into my head. And I just pieced together exactly what it was saying. I remember being elated because of how genius its simplicity was. It says everything you need to know in as simple a form as possible. In a "who what where when why" kinda way. Who? The reader. Do what? Be. Where? Here. When? Now. Why? Well... XD

But that's the weird thing that I started to notice when I started to be more mindful of like... "when" I was, at different times throughout the day. Now is not just a temporal thing, it's kind of a "where". Like... yes, you're technically always "Now" because you're actively thinking... but like... from a perception of reality sense, when you go into memory, your experience of present reality is definitely altered. At least mine is.

And that was a big thing I experienced today. I disconnected from Now almost entirely. The music functioned as like... a medium for my imagination to just wander into the past. And the repetitive art functioned as basically a trance induction method. And I was like, I was eyes open and drawing, actively listening to the music and seeing a phantom montage of certain life events playing in my mind's eye simultaneously. Vividly. Which you can only really do when you're like... fully in autopilot. It was surreal, I haven't had that happen in a while. So, that was a powerful moment. I used to aspire for moments like that, and this just happened completely unintentionally, after like 40 straight minutes of repetitive drawing.

But yeah, the anxiety from inadvertently accessing shame and trauma was a tough one. And... I have a strong feeling that part of the album had to do with exactly that. It was an insanely powerful album and it ended with a note that... I could see fans of his... and others who don't really understand what they're experiencing... would likely hear and fucking cringe so hard their skin would crawl. But it ended with a quote that visibly brought a big smile to my face, and I'm going back to get the exact quote now.

"Because your greatness lies in the wake of years of telling yourself that you are not good enough. That you are not capable. That you are not worthy of being loved. YOU ARE. You needed to know, so now you know."

:) On an unrelated note, I'm gonna take a pee break real quick.

So yeah, took an unplanned mental vacation down shameful memory lane, got a tremendous amount of work done on an art piece that I have no idea what I'm going to do with... and streamed for 4 hours to pretty much no one. But even with all those things considered, it wasn't a bad day. I got a raid from someone who used to watch my streams occasionally, only 4 people and they didn't stick around long... but it's the thought that counts. They said my work looked like stained glass, it was cool to hear another perspective on it. It was nice to actually talk to someone in chat, rather than just listen to music and draw, which just feels exactly like being offline, only I can't talk to myself. So... it hasn't been a bad day, it just left me wanting and envisioning more.

I keep stalling on setting up social media for my art and stream stuff. I think it's mostly this stupid "branding" bullshit that's throwing me off. Like... profile picture and banner and shit. But today, I did pull up my Insta and... look into somehow putting those posts on Tumblr. But I just... I don't know what I'm doing, and those pictures are on my phone, not on my PC... I just got frustrated and gave up pretty quick. Trying to do that after mindless drawing for 2-3 hours straight is a pretty tall order. The thought is there.

I think I need a day where I don't work on a major art project... and instead I just go around and organize things in my home. Clean a bit. Do dishes, do laundry. Maybe plant the beans. Then try the social media stuff? Which I think would basically just be dumping all the stuff off my phone onto my PC... and then making template posts for each piece which I can go and post in multiple places. Maybe?

I think if I can connect with people who like my art style... and then post there when I go live? It's a better chance of attracting people to chill in my streams. The whole point of it is basically... to have an open-studio. To show the behind-the-scenes on how the artist makes his work, getting to hang out in the studio with them. With concept and process-based art, that can be a game-changer. That's the entire goal, and then they can buy the final piece when I'm done too. Or even order commissions if I do that. Or get lessons. I love the concept of it. And, more than anything, I just fucking miss art studio hangouts. Creative time.

Good fucking lord, after my breakup... when I finally grew the balls... (after like 4-6 months of grieving that and several other losses...) I went into the spare room that, to me, was haunted as shit. Haunted with the memories of countless stupid pointless fights, and all the dark secrets she kept behind closed doors. Fights where she would just take something super personally, refuse to work through her feelings, hold me accountable for her feelings as though I committed a crime or something, and then fight until we both got exhausted, and usually she would retreat into the spare room and sleep there. The spare room was always intended to be a studio/study. A creative space and a work space. A place of creation, not destruction. And I "selflessly" gave that space - in the house that my parents were helping me rent, that she never paid a cent for - to her. And after 4-6 months, I reclaimed that space. And I made it into something close to the creative space I always wanted it to be. And I could not, for the fucking life of me, get anyone else to come and be creative in that space with me. My brother visited twice. I convinced an old "friend" to do art nights, he was an aspiring tattoo artist, and he committed to doing art nights weekly. He did 2 and ghosted. That space ended up being just my personal creative space... and my dog's bedroom. So... it worked out in the end, but... I've just had this gigantic empty hole in my soul where communal art creation needed to be. And streaming felt like a fucking godsend for that. Anyone, anywhere on the earth, can hang out with me in my studio and chat and share ideas and even work along with me, even from their fucking phone. So... it's hard - really hard - to be doing that... and have the door wide open, and have no one show up.

But, I can't expect people to just show up. That's super rare. So... I'm really hoping if people see my art on Tumblr and follow me... they'll see my posts about going live and maybe hop on by to get to know the artist and see how these pieces are made. And hey, maybe they'd even be interested in getting a piece for their home. Who knows.

Alright, not gonna give my depression wiggle room to like... convince me no one wants my shit. Gonna move on before he gets the chance to sink his claws into that one... I'm gonna move on to tarot and close out the night.

Past - Three of Wands, inverted (Implementation of a plan, launching of a new idea.) Present - Three of Cups, inverted (Celebration, calling in good fortune, joy.  Social gathering, a heartfelt belonging in a community.) Future - Ace of Swords, inverted (Intellect, apply logic and reason, Clarity and focus of mind.)

Three inverted cards. Fun fun. I've seen all of these before, some more recently than others. I quickly copy-pasted the meanings that I wrote but didn't really read them, I'm gonna try to just piece this together to see how well I do from memory.

This starts with Three of Wands, inverted. This is the start of a new idea... meaning... the implementation of that idea. Like... the Ace is the spark, the Two is surveying and planning, Three is putting the plan into action. It's "setting sail". But this is inverted. Either... struggling to put an idea into practice? Or delaying, or not engaging with a creative idea, not putting it into motion.

This is connected to inverted Three of Cups. Three of Cups is the party card. It's people gathering and celebrating together. The image is a toast, with good friends. And this... is inverted as well. Blocked or refused, not functional.

This connects to inverted Ace of Swords. Ace of Swords is... okay, I don't remember it super vividly. I want to say it's like... the access of memories and experience to create a clear present moment. I'm trying to piece it together from memory by looking at the image. The woman has a tree growing out of her hair, and the branches form a house and a couple and a woman reaching for a bird... and I feel like those represented past memories, experience. And she is bowing, wielding the Sword of Truth, that has an open eye engraved into it. I feel like that's present awareness and sharp focus. I'm going to check my reference. Yeah, it's kinda the same shit - using reason and logic. That, again, being inverted... so... blocked, or being presented and I'm not engaging with it, or causing disarray somehow.

So... connecting all the dots... I'm just gonna be transparent here. I've been back and forth about the digital piece I started working on. It's huge. And I'm really plugging away at it. I'm making a lot of progress. But it was supposed to be a prototype. I think it's going to take me weeks, if not months... even if I work on it several hours every day. I don't want to axe the project... but every time I talk about it on stream? I feel like I'm talking about a project that will never be finished. And... I'm afraid that I'm going to stubbornly go "NO, I'm going to finish it..." And get locked in to it. So... two other projects have been orbiting around this concept. 1). An ink piece on either a big piece of paper or cloth that is this same organic fractal design that I'm prototyping... but a physical version. 2). The micro Zen Garden idea that I've been gushing about the past few days, that I nerded out on again for like 10 minutes straight during my stream tonight.

Why the fuck am I talking about this? Well... Three of Wands is about putting a new creative venture into practice. Starting a new project. And... those are the two that are primed and ready, but waiting for this titanic digital piece to hop on the bench. So... when I saw inverted Three of Wands, I immediately thought of the micro Zen Gardens. Immediately. So... I think that's it. The project that I've been delaying and stalling and half-starting for almost 6 fucking months. This connects to... something blocking social connection. Social communion. I really do think the Zen Garden thing is much more universally appealing, something almost anyone can engage with. And something anyone could really want for themselves, as décor in their home. So... not engaging with and prototyping that idea... could be stalling or interfering with that Three of Cups moment. And that leads to inverted Ace of Swords... a lack of reason, a lack of clarity. Memory and experience in disarray. Ehhh.... but again, I don't like to read inverted cards as... "opposites" or "voids" or "not's"... so... let's phrase that differently. My delay of working on this micro Zen Garden idea could be interfering with opportunities for social connections, and the result of that is a difficulty engaging in logical focus. My focus is muddy, my vision obscured. See? It can be hard to read inversions. :(

Welp, regardless of what the cards are saying... I am pretty clearly saying that I really want to engage with this Zen Garden project. I should at very least just tack on a bag of sand from Lowe's to the next grocery order I make. Then I have it. I like the idea of doing a very minimal sand Zen Garden with some of the stones that I saved to be polished, but will likely never get around to polishing, and then raking designs into the sand using the stones as contours. That could be cool. All I need for that is a box of some kind that looks decent that can hold sand without leaking. That's it. The shallower the better, then I can conserve sand and do a bunch of them.

Cool. Well... so... what I've gotten out of this is... 1). I need a day to just organize my house and clean, do laundry, chill out, maybe order a pizza or something. 2). I need to figure out social media and develop a bit of a habit similar to this, but a fraction of the time and effort investment. 3). I need to go ahead with the Zen Garden idea and back off the big fractal digital piece as being my "primary" piece.

That's a lot. So... maybe I'll just start with number 1 tomorrow. :)

[kapps-locke]

okay i wanna add onto this like do yall think that like himeko would know? disclaimer once again i know nothing but i can just IMAGINE that by the time Welt gets somewhere around the bargaining stage, Himeko has whipped her head around to look at that shell of a man and

i think i should write this.

Welt has watched poor Caelus dodge a swing from March 7th for the third time before he thinks: “Maybe I should stop this.”

Himeko, it seems, had come to the same conclusion. “March, honey,” she raised her voice. “As much as we adore your dancing,” she continued after March tore an earbud out and looked at her, “I think that Caelus might become your next casualty.”

March frowns and looks around her, a… familiar tune barely audibly playing through the earbud in her hand. She jumps when she realizes just how close she’d gotten to the couch, and by proxy, Caelus. “Sorry! I just discovered this new artist, and literally, every single song so far is amazing!”

“I don’t mind almost getting hit—I think your dancing is cool.” Caelus stretches his arms out along the back. “I think the only reason you’d have to stop is if you accidentally knocked Dan Heng’s book out of his hands. Then I’d have to plan your funeral, and that’d just be a bummer.”

Dan Heng looks up at him sharply, narrowing his eyes.

“See what I mean?”

“I wouldn’t do anything.” Dan Heng frowns, but the way he side-eyes March as she starts bouncing in place again says that his beliefs could change.

“Well, y’all haven’t heard this bop, sooo.” She sticks her tongue out at them. “Check it!”

She unplugs her headphones, and Welt regrets waking up this morning. The song—his song, Chase Me Through the Stars—plays loudly from her phone, and March starts dancing along to it. Himeko snorts into her coffee, and Welt goes through the 5 Stages of Grief in record time. Sometime around the Bargaining stage, Himeko turns to look at him, dancing in her seat.

“—And then you’ll chase me through the stars!” March sings along to the chorus. “What’s up, Himeko?” She bounces along to the music, and—Aeons, even Dan Heng is bobbing his head along.

“That’s some old music. I used to listen to it.” Himeko chuckles as she sips her coffee. “You should look up the artist.” It’s childish, he’ll admit, but Welt kicks at her under the table. She kicks him back.

March salutes, going to her phone, and Caelus stands up to look over her shoulder. “Ooh! So it’s actually the soundtrack to a show from Earth—aren’t you from there? Uhm, let me—oh! ‘The director, who was also the lead animator and CEO’—wow, he did it all—‘also created the soundtrack for the series, producing and recording it himself. Welt Yang—’” March looks up at them, disbelief coloring her features. “Mr. Yang?! YOU SANG THIS?!”

Himeko laughs raucously, and Welt pinches the bridge of his nose. He’d already accepted his fate, but he could still valiantly try to dodge it. “No.”

“Don’t lie to us! We’re your familyyy!” She stretches out the word. Welt sighs and blinks at her. She might look smug, but it’s easier to look at her than Caelus’ shit-eating grin or Dan Heng’s disbelieving yet amused smirk. Himeko hasn’t stopped laughing, and Welt kicks at her again for good measure.

The lyrics start back up, and March nods. “Okay, now that I know it’s you, I can totally hear it.” Caelus starts obnoxiously singing along to the song, and March shoves at him playfully. “Together now!” She grabs Caelus’ arm and they start dancing. “Like a shooting star! We go so far!”

As embarrassed as he is that his musical past was now musical present, watching his, yes, family goof around, singing and dancing and head-bobbing to his music fills his heart with a joy he couldn’t describe. He thinks of his son on Earth. What Welt would give to bring them all together…

Later that night, when Welt sees everyone off to bed, March asks if he could sing for her. And, well, if he sings the final song from the album about tearful goodbyes and new beginnings, that’s for him to know and March to figure out later.

okay disclaimer i know nothing about honkai impact the 3rd but

whenever i think of idol Welt i think of him being a singer and THEN i think of March 7th jamming out to his music w/o knowing and then being like “have yall heard this bop??” then unplugs her headphones and then Welt goes through the five stages of grief in like 3 seconds

[artcalledmusica]

SayI0 in a left hand So Mr or Mrs Marilyn Manson Scribed with marker On his left hand Say i zero Say off on Say binary Say 10 Say 1 win 0 lost (at a fence)revisit With no comments left after marking Should I understand you’re Satan Opps I mean say ten, I’ve read a book your clever ways, not a one album for promoting any thing to LIFE meaning Living infinitely forever energy But like in astrological class you fucked it up backwards my dear I always see you supposed to play Topeka in after Of Jim Rose Circus just before NIN, I would see in Koln, you cancelled show in just north Amsterdam, you had ticket title & didn’t show Soulfly played during people with kool aid colour hair, catch you later at Denver with Black Sabbath during an Ozzfest Then the pale in Tulsa Also numerology and other varieties and various thangs & things You need an oxygen tank Quick supply Don’t hyper explode I’ve seen your arteries Cloggy Like shoe Bill bird from Congo Deepest river Check out the fish with one lung Slithering throughout mud talk Same ol mm face and theme but really WB opps BW, video is on YouTube I’m sure we see the same things Look it up Get back to me Get passed get pissed by me Write some unlike all your others Something Markle Sparkle ❇️ I prefer a • Non columned don’t get offended Marilyn You are contracted or want more I understand.....court battles I’ve been through some I always tell people if it comes up it dinner conversation sorts of speak I’m a fan Just like NIN, RHCP, RATM, Korn, The Prodigy, Tool, TwentyOnePilots, Tantric, GodSmack, SteveMillerBand, SteelyDan, Mudvayne, TheDoors, CrazyAnglos, AlanisMorisette, FleetwoodMac, FooFighters, UltraSpank, RobZombie, ElleKing You’re landed in there dear mm space man make up, but take Vitamin D, paint up ghostly give your skin what it needs at least, better ten - twenty minutes in Sun, gains of serotonin also Zinc for infections and rashes but also piercings only provides more for a tattoo work B-12 conversion food energy Magnesium muscle & bone strength Folic Acid folate deficiency Vitamin C the only candy allowed in basic, immune health protect self from free radicals An Emergency packet every two to four days Make the body need Before just wasting a bunch of money on swallowing bunches everyday Now I’m for free Speaking giving away my regimen to a President and Marilyn Manson and I’m sure many others (Trump stole my regimen, after hotel sweep but missed my added others during last few years, a different story but heard the later during covid newscast when he caught his bug gathered from overseas to America from a Lab) Lest Not Forget, covid casualty numbers & Capitol Assault don’t miss a yearly $750 in taxes also MMYBSDROW For Marilyn Manson And free info for Our President 0945,02032023 23zero60 My Dear Sir Commander in Chief My sin sear dark twisted theological brain focus videos on you tube no growing or learning from Come down sit in mud Get new manager found from Interview Speak again On marketed marker-Ed now hand I m calling you out I started this around say Say Say Say Say Say 0830 even with feeding birds with two cigarette breaks Say Posthumous Posthumously Stay safe find oxygen It’s needed for fire The Antichrist Super Star ss Stud For Hate Well I’m love and light Wanna fight Just tossed an extra lung in to your COurt Co body Fuckin’ jester painted up for a 5min interview I probably paid your ride for Uber Psych I haven’t purchased since Killing Strangers It was cool hearing it in John Wick Candle blown Out But psyched again did you input to JW4 Are you gonna watch it Do you only watch for your song? Or inter tamed while watching others? When you didn’t have the money to entertain a new movie? What did you do? What you doing now? Marilyn Manson left hand black markered marketed a writing? Love or Hate You calling’ I’m calling you out! From MarkMartinez why bullshit Dr O World WordsbyMM It’s been my hashtag It’s now 10:06 I’ll post after cig Back now 10:21 For a post

;) for a rant sorry brother! Ouch

My point you are better than the two named above,

There’s a guy I think of!

[amesliu]

I've never listened to 5sos, but now I want to. Do you have any recs or playlists?

HELLO YES

Okay so my personal fave eras are Sounds Good Feels Good and Youngblood and honestly Shes Kinda Hot EP is so fucking good its insane they don't acknowledge it more. Here's my extended takes on each era. I'm super biased no one bully me pls just my opinions.

(if you listen to my original AU playlist there's a healthy amount of 5sos on those btw)

Self-Titled: it's pop-punk as written by 15 year old pop-punk fans, obviously not their most technically competent or creative era however there's kind of a flavour of unabashed youth and naivety thats super fun. It's also one of their sluttiest eras and they literally won't stop singing abt trying to get with older women. Top songs from this era for me are English Love Affair, Social Casualty, Never Be, Kiss Me Kiss Me, Disconnected, If You Don't Know (from Don't Stop EP, find it on Youtube) and End Up Here

Sounds Good Feels Good: My fave era of all time. SO good for mentally ill queers. Feels so artsy and high concept compared to a lot of their other stuff and my personal favourite lyrics era. Good for the slightly older pop-punk enjoyer, or if your in ur late teens early 20s and just absolutely going through it. Top songs from this era for me are: Lost in Reality, Broken Pieces, Catch Fire, San Francisco, She's Kinda Hot, Story of Another Us (I'm an Mtrench Stan and they wrote this with Josh so <333), Safety Pin, and Waste the Night. Honorable mention: their movie single for Ghostbusters, Girls Talk Boys

Youngblood: My first concert was this era!!! When I tell you their comeback made feral. For the depressed and slightly horny. Definitely feels different from prev eras in a cool and mature way! Much more pop but still maintains a lot of alternative influence. Top songs: Youngblood, Why Won't You Love Me, Babylon, When You Walk Away (target special check youtube), Valentine, and Meet You There.

Calm: Was not that into this era if I'm being honest. But the singles from this era are like crack cocaine to me. Definitely even more pop than their older stuff. Good for those wanting something about established relationships. More slow-songs and less grainy textured guitar than before. IMO some of the later songs in the album blur together a bit but my friends like the album so theres that. Top songs: Wildflower, No Shame, Red Desert, Kill My Time

5SOS5: It's not even out yet IDK man. They keep singing about how much they've grown as people which is so funny to me actually but Me Myself and I, and Take My Hand are my preferred singles so far!

Ashton Solo Project: I listened to Skinny Skinny and kind of just fell off it but I feel like if you like Calm and 5sos5 you'll like Ashton's solo stuff (based on just vibes tbh)

Luke Solo Project: I would like to inject Starting Lines straight into my veins every day for the rest of my life. I've listened to a bit of the album and so far I think if you like later Marianas Trench or Conan Gray this is for you!

Misc: Take What You Want with One OK Rock is gods gift to mankind.

[hiwofumi]

The Fall of Shiganshina

This piece serves as one of the intros to @snovaaprel’s SnK Space Force AU, of which a superb zine is currently in the making.

Simply put, the AoT universe will be set in space. Yes, that means the Survey Corps will be kicking Titan ass in spaceships, with space guns, in outer space. How cool is that?!

More info will be shared after the text!

Paradis is the third planet closest to the Sun in the Erudian System. It is encompassed by three rings, namely, Maria, Rose, and Sina. These rings are made up of more than thirty satellites, most of which are inhabited. Man serves to be the planet’s dominant species, but outside of their world lies the biggest threat to their existence: humanoid giants that prey on their kind, otherwise known as Titans.

Keeping mankind safe from these beings are the Armed Forces of Paradis: the Police, an elite force guarding the planet’s ruler from within the rings; the Army, in charge of maintaining the security of the satellites; and the Space Force, tasked to set out to find the secrets of the universe at the expense of living comfortably in their homeland. Out of the three branches, only the Space Force has encountered Titans firsthand when troops were attacked at one of their stations located outside of the planet. Paradis would not come face to face with Titans until years later, when foreign spaceships crashed into one of the outermost satellites and scarred humanity forever.

Shiganshina’s inhabitants were mystified by the sudden arrival of nameless, unpiloted spacecraft. Army troops posted at the satellite were quick to advance towards the crevices, but froze at the emergence of humanlike creatures that were about ten times their size, if not bigger. These giants charged at them with reckless fervor, and before they could process what was taking place, many of them had been grabbed hold of and devoured whole.

Unforgettable nightmares were born that day. Only a small sum of the population managed to escape to the closest neighboring satellite as Shiganshina crumbled into pieces, while the remaining lives were lost either by getting eaten, squashed, or trampled to death. More mysterious spaceships came down on the other satellites over time, infesting them with Titans, thereby ridding them of their livable state. Out of more than thirty satellites, fifteen are still inhabited, ten are non-inhabited, and five have been destroyed.

Following the tragic incidents, the Space Force continues to scour the galaxy in search for the origin of Titans as well as the reason behind their invasions, which has proven to be more difficult with the enemy ships lurking in space. Being the army that comes in close contact with Titans the most, casualties are inevitable, but have significantly decreased with the help of advanced technologies that can save even those at death’s door. Several soldiers have had their body parts replaced with machine counterparts, serving as a constant reminder of what was taken from them.

The Space Force sometimes resorts to capturing Titans for the sake of research. Based on their findings, Titans can be classified into two kinds: Subhuman, which attacks with bare strength, and Intellectual, which attacks with heavy weapons. Neither are capable of speech, thus making it impossible for humans to verbally communicate with them.

The Scientific Department’s latest finding is a shocking discovery: Titans are born from humans injected with a serum. The serum cannot be synthesized; once it is injected into the bloodstream, the person would transform into a destructive monster ever so feared by man.

The Space Force is an AU created by the esteemed fanartist @snovaaprel, who pieced the idea together as she listened to this album. Earlier this month, she gathered a team of writers to further expand on the story and bring it to life, and the zine has been a work in progress since then.

The AU will follow the themes of the original work, but romantic connections will also spark between the members of the Survey Corps, or in this case, the Space Force. On that note, I’ll be posting a YumiHisu piece soon as part of this AU. Stay tuned if you’re interested!

More info and updates about the AU can be found in the artist’s IG, where you’ll find some finished bits of the zine as well as the other writers’ spectacular works!