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[benetnvsch]

Knkdz in the bg of the most recent and last mochi advent day no way- we stay winning ahhh

[17020]

SHELL, FLESH, WATER.

Hyoma Chigiri suffers a major football loss. He also lets his partner see his vulnerable side. Warnings: angst, comfort, chigs is sad, nudity (???), bathing together in a sfw way!!!!, established relationship, just vulnerable hyoma letting out his fears. 1.4 k wc. not proofread because i don't have power and i'm lazy.

The essence of HYOMA CHIGIRI resembled that of an alluring, intriguing fruit, with an exterior so polished that it conceals the rich, soft flesh that lays inside. Like a coconut's hard and refined shell, Hyoma's exterior protected the raw flesh he most desperately wanted to keep to himself, with his flowing, aggressive emotions encapsulated by his public, self-assured persona.

The shell of Hyoma Chigiri consisted of ego, tenacity, and superiority. The self-confidence which the redhead possessed had him feeling ecstatic to tread the path that lead towards becoming the world's best striker. Though, there were very few instances in which Hyoma Chigiri had his shell crumble and be crushed to oblivion, finding his tender flesh be surrounded by defeat and humility.

The first instance took place in his middle school years, with his superiority shattering unexpectedly as his torn ACL left him bedridden for months, being consumed by the fear of returning to the sport he once loved.

The second instance happened when he got substituted during the Blue Lock Eleven's match against the Japan U-20, as his lack of stamina and his overall exhaustion left him benched and catching his breath for the remainder of the match.

The third and most recent instance, was when Manshine City got disqualified during the Champions League quarterfinals. It was a gruesome tie which led to overtime and then penalties, with Hyoma's penalty kick being blocked by Re Al's goalkeeper, thus ending in a crushing 3-2 defeat.

He had succumbed to the pressure, waiting for more than half a minute to receive a new ball, as the previous one had been kicked towards the stands. The screams and curses that came from the stands were not the only pressure he had to bear, as there was a sudden, sharp pain coming from his knee.

His knee was a ticking time bomb, and as he pushed his leg forward to kick, he realized that in that moment, he had become utterly useless.

A soft penalty. A floater, aimed for the Re Al goalkeeper's face. The goalie had no problem catching it. It had practically landed straight into his hands.

Hyoma Chigiri was at a loss for words.

His shell had once again cracked, and he struggled to compose himself in front of millions. It was not like he could have run away, as the pain from his knee left him unable to exit the field by himself. His closest teammates, Nagi and Mikage, had to carry him out, with Mikage asking to be handed his phone to send a message.

It was a no-brainer who he was texting.

Because having stood by Hyoma's side as his partner, meant that who Hyoma needed the most during times as though as these, was you.

You knew Hyoma like the back of your hand, having explored every inch of him in both physicality and mind. Breaking through his outer husk was no easy task at first, as your redheaded boyfriend always scurried to pick up the pieces in an attempt to contain his emotions and keep them to himself. It took time for Hyoma to give in, eventually granting you the permission to wander into his rich inner world of emotions, as well as granting you the role of his anchor, providing the security and comfort he most desperately longed for.

Mikage's text was not necessary for you to recognize that Hyoma would be in need of reassurance. The frustrated expression your boyfriend had on his face as he scanned the crowd in hopes of finding you was enough, with his state of distress affecting his concentration, thus hindering his search.

The second the referee blew the whistle to mark the match's end, you stood up from your seat, beelining towards your car. After sliding in the key and starting the car, you shot Hyoma a message, letting him know that you would pick him up at his designated exit. After receiving a quick 'K' as a response, you prepared yourself for what was to come.

Because the pain was shared, and Hyoma Chigiri would no longer have to bear his troubles on his own.

It pained you. Why wouldn't it? Seeing how your boyfriend let himself into your car, his gaze purposefully avoiding yours as he gulped. He opened his mouth as he reached for the seatbelt, and as he clicked the seatbelt down, no words seemed to come out. He let out a shaky breath, as his eyes glimmered from the tears he refused to let out. Not for now, at least.

"Just drive, please."

The ride was quiet, with neither of you daring to say a word. Knowing Hyoma and how intense he could be, it was best to maintain the peace and avoid any comments that could set him off. It was hard, to intentionally ignore the sniffles that came from your side, your peripheral vision showing the redhead using the back of his hands to wipe the tears flowing down his cheeks.

You had to fight back tears.

Stepping foot into your shared home, you headed to the bathroom. Without hesitation, your boyfriend followed your trail. It had become a routine for the two of you. Whenever one of you was feeling off, the other would run a bubble bath, lighting some scented candles to help the other unwind and relax.

As the water filled up the tub, you opened the cabinet next to the shower, pulling out a candle and a lighter. Carefully, you poured some citrus-scented soap into the running water, swirling the water with your hand to mix it up. You lit the candle and set it to the side, on top of the sink, then drying your hands with the hand towel. Turning off the tap, you turned around to face the door, hearing how your boyfriend slipped off from his uniform, and softly stepped into the tub. You reached for the doorknob.

"I'll be in the living room if you need me, okay?"

Hyoma hummed in disapproval. Curious, you turned to face him, as he patted the edge of the tub. You tilted your head to the side in confusion, as he plopped his hand back inside the water.

"Don't leave" he pleaded, "join."

You offered him a wistful smile as you raised your index finger and swayed it, motioning for him to turn his head. You stripped your clothes from your body, letting them fall onto the bathroom floor. You cautiously stepped inside the tub, taking a seat facing your boyfriend.

His knees were drawn up to his chest, with his arms wrapped around them. His gaze was fixated on the light, pinkish scar that decorated his knee, almost as if he looked at it with disgust.

"I missed the penalty shot."

"It's okay, Hyo. There'll be other chances."

"We lost the match because I failed."

"It's not your fault, Hyoma. There's always next season, baby."

"My fucking knee is holding me back."

A sob escaped his lips, and his hands went up to cover his face. Hyoma was disheartened, completely consumed by the thought of the loss being his fault. It felt like a setback, as he now had to rest due to his injured knee. His dispirited cries echoed in the bathroom walls, with Hyoma trying to spill his guts in between sobs.

He explained every thought, and every feeling. How the pain had held him back, making him fail his floater kick. How he saw the goalkeeper talk to his substitute who had played against him before, and how he could have potentially warned him about Hyoma's floater kicks being aimed at the center. More importantly, he expressed his sorrow, with his doubts of ever playing in next season's Champions League plaguing his mind.

He leaned forward, engulfing you in his arms, burying his face in the crook of your neck. You wrapped your arms around his torso, using the tip of your index finger to draw circles on his back.

"Sorry I disappointed you" he apologized.

You shook your head in response, pulling him closer to you. "You will never disappoint me because you lose a match, Hyo. You are my greatest pride, and I wouldn't trade you for the world. I will forever be proud of you."

You felt his lips curve into a small smile.

"I love you, Yn."

"I love you too, Hyoma."

He detached himself, with his eyes meeting your own and his hands cupping both your cheeks. Guiding you towards him, Hyoma pulled you in for a sweet, heartfelt kiss.

"Don't ever leave me. Please."

"I won't."

"Promise?"

"Pinky."

"Even if I didn't win the Champions."

"Baby, the Champions is a freaking sham anyway. I'll be by your side until i breathe my last breath."

note. if real madrid wins the champions this year i will make something similar for sae except it will be happy. as a city stan, i cried. bernardo silva i am watching you. this is for my city gyals and pals.

[intheticklecloset]

Pretty (Blue Lock)

Summary: Chigiri overhears Kunigami calling him pretty, and he is surprised to find that he loves it. But asking him to say it again is absolutely out of the question. Luckily, Kunigami knows him better than he realizes.

A/N: I wrote this one especially for @giggly-squiggily, since she loves Kunigiri so much! I really subscribe to the idea that Chigiri embraces his feminine features and doesn't mind rocking them when the mood suits him, and that he doesn't mind being called pretty, among other things. Thus this fic was born! I hope you enjoy! ^^

Word Count: 1731

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“You and Chigiri seem to be getting along well.”

The teasing voice belonged to one of their teammates, but Chigiri couldn’t place which one as he stopped short just outside of the door to their shared room. He hovered for a moment, thoughts warring with themselves. On the one hand, he was used to this – whoever was talking had to be addressing Kunigami. It was no secret they’d been hanging out together a lot lately, and with this group of teammates, only a matter of time before someone noticed that their chemistry was stronger than just friendship.

On the other hand, it was getting kind of tiring. Didn’t they have anything better to talk about? Well…probably not, he supposed. Being in Blue Lock meant they didn’t have access to the outside world, so what else was there to talk about except what was happening within?

Still.

Chigiri waited, suddenly curious to hear what Kunigami would have to say. After a short pause, the taller boy’s voice rumbled a response.

“Sure,” he said.

Sure? That was it?

“Come on,” the other voice said, and Chigiri strained to place it. It definitely wasn’t Bachira, surprisingly. Isagi, maybe? “I’m not going to judge you. I have no room to talk when I’m kind of in the same boat.” Yep, definitely Isagi.

“He’s cool. I like him.”

Chigiri’s heart fluttered. He felt his cheeks warming.

“Like him as a teammate, or as something more?” Isagi pressed.

Kunigami sighed, making the redhead’s chest clench. “Look, what do you want me to say? I like him. That’s it. He’s smart and pretty. What’s not to like?”

Pretty. Chigiri was certain his heart was going to burst out of his ribcage. He had to leave, walk away from this conversation before he heard anything more. He might actually die if he heard even one more compliment come out of Kunigami’s mouth. And he certainly couldn’t be caught blushing like he knew he was right now.

The replay room. He had to get there.

Hurrying back down the hall the way he’d come, Chigiri let the conversation between Isagi and Kunigami fade away behind him.

But the blonde’s words still lingered in his mind.

~

A couple of days later, it was still with him. That one word that made his heart flip and his stomach feel like a cage of butterflies.

Pretty.

He desperately wanted Kunigami to say it to his face, but he could never bring himself to admit that he’d listened in on that conversation with Isagi. He’d be teased about it for sure. He wasn’t sure he could take that.

“Hey,” Kunigami said softly to him now, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. It was only because they were in the safety of the replay room that either of them felt comfortable being so openly affectionate with each other. “What’s up?”

“Hm? Nothing,” Chigiri murmured, leaning into him even as he kept his gaze averted.

“I can tell when you’re lying. You won’t look at me.”

Chigiri sighed, pulling back and forcing himself to make eye contact. As soon as he saw Kunigami’s golden orbs, the words slipped out of him. “It’s just…what do you like about me?”

Kunigami’s eyes widened in surprise. “Where did that come from?”

“I just want to know.” The redhead wrapped his arms around himself reflexively. “We haven’t known each other very long, and I know why I like you, but I don’t know why you’d like me.”

“Why do you like me?”

“I asked you first.”

Kunigami chuckled. “All right, fair enough.” He paused for a moment, seeming to seriously consider the question. Chigiri didn’t know if that made him feel better or worse about this moment. “Well, you’re a good soccer player, for one. But you’re also smart and funny, and you smell nice.”

“I…what?” Chigiri felt his cheeks heating up. He playfully pushed Kunigami away. “Quit smelling my hair, you weirdo.”

“It’s not just your hair,” Kunigami replied in a lower voice that made the redhead’s insides flip again. “It’s you, princess.”

Chigiri closed his eyes. Princess. Pretty. Both words he never thought he’d grow to love hearing about himself. He made himself look back up at Kunigami and ask, “Is there…anything else?”

Kunigami tilted his head at him. “What’s up, Chichi? Why are you asking?”

“Nothing, it’s just…I overheard you.” The words came tumbling out before he could stop them. “The other day. Talking to Isagi. I heard you tell him you think I’m…” But that was the end of his bravery, because he found himself unable to say the word he really wanted to hear again. He bit his lip and sighed. “Never mind. It’s stupid.”

There was silence for a moment, and Chigiri couldn’t tell if it was because Kunigami was upset or because he was trying to remember what the redhead was even rambling on about. He couldn’t look at him to find out.

Then Kunigami shifted and leaned into him again, murmuring into his ear, “How bad do you want to hear it, princess?”

Chigiri snapped his eyes up to the taller boy’s in surprise, his mouth going dry when he saw the way the blonde was looking at him now. Playfully. Teasingly. He frowned at first – he didn’t want this to be used as leverage against him – but in the next moment Kunigami had pulled him in close again, and the gentlest press of fingers in his sides made the redhead’s eyes widen as a squeak was pulled from his lips.

“Wait, no,” he pleaded, trying to wiggle away, but it was too late for that now.

“You want me to tell you how pretty you are, huh?” Kuni teased, gently tickling up and down Chigiri’s sides, making the redhead squirm and giggle helplessly. “How you smell like strawberries on a summer’s day, how I lose myself in your eyes every time you look at me? Is that what you want to hear?”

“Nohohohoho,” Chigiri whined, ducking his head to try and hide his blush from the taller boy. “Dohohohohon’t!”

“Shall I wax poetic about your giggles? A single one…” Kuni dug a finger deeper into Chigiri’s ribs, making him snort on a cackle, “…could give me enough energy to take down an entire soccer team on my own.”

“Stohohohohohohop!”

At this point Kunigami shifted again so he was gradually pushing Chigiri onto the floor, still softly wiggling into his torso, just enough to draw out the redhead’s giggles and squeaks. “I love the way you cling to me even when you’re asking me to stop. Your body knows it wants me~”

“Shuhuhuhuhuhut up, you jeheheheheheherk!” Chigiri cried, letting go with one hand to cover his face, increasingly flustered by the blonde’s words.

“Your blush is prettier than any canvas. Your hair shinier than any diamond~”

“Plehehehehehease, stohohohohohohohop!”

“I could write sonnets about your laughter. Shakespeare himself would be jealous of my romantic prowess!”

Chigiri couldn’t help but laugh harder at that, torn between his intense fluster and his swelling heart. He whined again and covered his face with both hands now that he was fully on his back on the ground with Kunigami gently tickling him all over from above.

“You’re so beautiful,” the blonde continued, his voice gentler now, more sincere. “You enrapture me, with your feminine features and masculine body. You drive me crazy, Chigiri. But I like you no matter how you look.”

“Plehehehehehehehease!” Chigiri begged, pushing lightly at his chest. “I cahahahahahan’t!”

“Can’t what?”

“Stohohohohohop cohohohohomplimehehenting mehehehehehehe!”

“Oh? But you wanted me to call you pretty so badly just now, didn’t you?” Kunigami smirked triumphantly down at him. “Or was I mistaken?”

Chigiri whimpered and tried to glare at him, but the effect was ruined for how frantically he was giggling by now. “Ahahahahahahasshole.”

“Ooh~” Kunigami’s grin turned wicked, and the speedy soccer star knew there was no running away from what was about to happen next.

“Wahahahahait, wait, I’m sohohohohorry!”

But it was no use. Kunigami wrapped his hands around Chigiri’s waist and dug into his hips with his fingers, leaning down to kiss along his neck when the redhead inevitably tossed his head back to screech with laughter.

“NOHOHOHOHOHO!!” Chigiri pleaded, squirming wildly but going nowhere fast thanks to Kunigami trapping him in place with his tickling. “AHAHAHAHAHAHA I’M SOHOHOHOHORRY!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!”

Under any other circumstances, his brain would have short-circuited at the knowledge that Kunigami’s lips were on his neck – anywhere on his person, really – but in this moment, all he could think was that it tickled like crazy, and while he loved it, he was also desperate to make him stop by any means necessary.

“PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! HEHEHEHEHERO, PLEASE!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” he begged, trying to kick and roll his way to safety to no avail.

Kunigami chuckled into his ear and whispered, “My pretty, pretty princess~”

Chigiri let out a single scream of laughter before falling into silent wheezing, weakly tapping Kuni’s shoulder, and it was only then that the blonde finally decided to show some mercy and let up on his attack.

In the couple of seconds it took the redhead to register that he wasn’t being tickled anymore, Kunigami snatched up his wrists and pinned them above his head, grinning at him.

“W-What…are you doing?” Chigiri gasped, eyes widening.

“This is how your book boyfriends do it, isn’t it?”

“You…you’ve been reading my books?”

“I had to know what got you going, princess.”

Chigiri blushed, but he tugged at his wrists and said, “I don’t want you to pin me down.”

Looking surprised and a little embarrassed, Kunigami immediately let his wrists go, beginning to push himself up and away – but before he could get far, the redhead wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him down so their foreheads were touching.

“I want to be able to hold you, too,” he whispered.

Kunigami closed his eyes. “You’re so pretty, Chigiri. May I kiss you?”

Heart racing and growing three sizes, the smaller boy answered him by tilting his head up and pressing his lips to his, feeling his insides flip again as Kunigami reciprocated with a passion he hadn’t been prepared for.

Chigiri suddenly realized he didn’t care if anyone saw them. He didn’t care if they talked, asked questions, teased them. All he knew was that Kunigami liked him. He thought he was pretty.

And that was more than enough.

[rosecoloredoptics]

How do you feel about that large metallic statue that everyone on earth calls the bean? 🎤

“I’ve never even seen it, really!”

Overlord exclaimed, letting out a soft vent.

“I hear it’s in that place…Chig….ago? Perhaps? Maybe I’ll visit it when I eventually have a holomatter avatar made, I don’t think humans would like to see a giant Cybertronian running around the streets of their city! Ha!”

[unhallowedrp]

WANTED: SOUNDS AT THE END OF THE WORLD.

Unhallowed is searching for the following characters as our first event, All things Devour, starts! Hayden Christensen face searching for a band and close friends at the end of the world!

This group should have ties with Riverwalk Town in some fashion, whether it be someone that lives there permanently, is trying to establish themselves, or lives nearby. August, part of the boat town, is pretty well known for his community service, and this is definitely a more self-indulgent project he's been piecing together. As someone who heavily focuses on arts, he's intent on preserving them any degree necessary as a reminder of humanity in a world so... desolate and anti-thesis to it. That being said, the people who join the band can of course be romanticizing normalcy to cope like him, or just people who happen to enjoy the idea of live music. Occasionally, Riverwalk Town allots them time to use electricity for long live performances for instruments that require it, but typically they all stick to instruments that don't need it. Of course, the most important part that they all heavily debated, their band group is as the title suggests: Sounds At the End of the World. As for their sound, they change it up pretty often but here are some songs that certainly fit the bill:

Japanese Breakfast

CHIG

Mother Mother (this one especially!)

Almost everything is open - including genders and faces, so consider the blurbs to be suggestions or a starting point for reference! If you already have a character you think fits any of the open spots, please feel free to slot them in!

TAKEN. Was born with a violin in his hand per his strict mother, and picked up quite a few more instruments before outbreak hit. He can fill or prioritize any position needed, as well as teach someone that may be interested in trying it out! His favorite band from the old world is Mother Mother and he can be found with way too many scratched copies of CDs he can't really play as much anymore. He's also big on cringe romance novels, building a library archive, and works as the local weaponsmith and demo / wire guy at Radioshack! Nerdy, soft-voiced, and more prone to cracking jokes, August is the light of the party. Cares deeply, but don't let his tenderness fool you: he can and will kick ass. But not before he plays some music.

Probably also has the ability to play acoustic guitar as well, though tends to prefer the others. A possible long term resident or someone that just recently earned their citizenship. Most likely worked or used to work at Radioshack, which is how August met them. Collector of old mixtapes and walkmans. Rolls his own cigarettes. Monologues on the importance of preserving art. Strong-willed but with a heart of gold. Might have been a loner before Riverwalk. Protective and passionate.

TAKEN. Their voice and face, and arguably the leader when August is away. May have rumors surrounding them that they were a siren that came down the James River and into Riverwalk. Takes no bullshit. On the quieter side but will absolutely keep everyone in check and on task. Most likely lives in Riverwalk Town but may be from another group that went sour. Compartmentalizes their trauma and everyone can definitely tell with their songwriting. Passionate about teaching other people how to read and write music.

Definitely someone that is combat trained outside of the band, and has seen a lot of what the world has become, which makes him very passionate about the band. His beliefs should center the idea that if anything should survive, let it be music. He is someone that is contemplative, philosophical, and all about preserving humanity. Charismatic, definitely one of the prettiest and knows it. Intense drum solos galore. Probably not part of Riverwalk yet, and may be someone that tends to move around. Loves to debate and knows he's good at it. A killer smile that he weaponizes.

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[orlamount]

Significance of Keys

I'd been thinking about Radiohead's music video 'Daydreaming'. At first, I was focusing on the 'doors' that the singer Thom York entered through, however, I've since been thinking about how the doors could be representing all these different emotions through loss and grief. Anyone can go through a series of emotions, however, only with grief do you hold the keys to experiencing certain emotions.

By using the metaphor of keys and doors, we can better understand the complex and often nonlinear journey of grief and loss. It emphasizes the importance of patience, self-reflection, and support in unlocking the emotional barriers that grief can create, ultimately leading to healing and growth.

Keys and Doors

Keys represent the tools or means to unlock doors, allowing access to what's behind them. Similarly, in life, we encounter emotional "doors" that may be closed due to experiences of grief and loss.

Some different theories that could help stear some visual outcomes:

Grief as Closed Doors: When someone experiences grief and loss, it's like certain emotional doors within them become locked. These doors might represent feelings of happiness, security, or maybe the ability to connect with others. Just as a locked door prevents entry, grief can prevent someone from fully accessing these emotions or experiences.

The Key as Healing: In the metaphor, the key symbolizes the process of healing and coping with grief. Over time, with self-reflection, support, and understanding, individuals find the metaphorical "keys" to unlock these emotional doors. This unlocking process allows them to gradually regain access to the emotions and experiences that were once closed off.

Opening Doors, Facing Emotions: As people work through their grief, unlocking these emotional doors can be challenging and rewarding at the same time. Opening a door may reveal a range of emotions, from sadness and pain to joy and acceptance. Each door represents a step forward in the healing process, allowing individuals to navigate their grief and ultimately find a sense of peace and acceptance.

Continued Journey: It's important to note that the process of healing from grief is ongoing. Just as there may be many doors in a house, each leading to different emotional experiences, the journey through grief involves continual growth and self-discovery. While some doors may open more easily than others, each one holds the potential for growth and understanding.

With grief and loss, a significant amount of people lock their emotions away and hide them. I felt inspired by the keylocks I took pictures of at the graveyard so I might use them in some of the work for CHIG.

At its heart, a key is an opener of locks. Whether it's a door, a treasure chest, or the metaphorical heart, keys let us into unknown worlds. Keys symbolise freedom, they open things up and lock precious things away. They can also reveal secrets.

[synergypolar]

A quiet place 2

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[seriouslysam8]

Mmkay let’s try this again clearly I forgot how tumblr works - I forgot how to send an ask?! What is actually wrong with me 🤣🤣

Sirius with a love interest is so exciting and is all I need in life. Ta very much 😍

I can’t wait to see what you come up with!!! Gonna be amazing ahhh

All I’m saying is - her and Harry better get along, can’t have the kid and the Woman not getting along Sirius shouldn’t have to deal with that 🤞🏽🥲

- Chigs xox

Aww, I’m so glad you’re excited and that you trust me so much!

It won’t be anytime in the beginning because Sirius needs to focus on Harry, but I hope it’s worth the wait.

Let’s just say you’ll recognize her name from the books but we don’t know much about her. She will get along with Harry. It’ll be a very slow burn.

[meep-by-boredom]

As much as I hate to say it (bc they’re both great bakers and seem like wonderful people) it was going to be either Giuseppe or Jurgen

While chigs and Crystelle were bottom in the technical, they were also the only ones to get an handshake and told their showstopper was basically perfection. Both jurgen and Giuseppe got comments about their flavour/presentation

While I would argue it should have been Giuseppe who left (I feel like he was really just middling and let himself down int he showstopper), jurgen was the only one to not get a handshake, and while he’s a great baker, that would’ve worked against him

Also pls don’t slander the other bakers they’ve all worked so hard.

And pls be careful about ur comments on discrimination bc yes jurgen is German but he was defo favoured by Paul and prue and is also a /white man/ while chigs and Crystelle are pocs. I do agree that there is some race discrimination in bake off but saying that in defence of a white man while two pocs have fought and absolutely deserve that spot are in the final just feels wrong

[gayspock]

OK bake off ep 2

- the intro sketch is evil. i never want to see paul hollywood eat matt lucas ever again

- lizzie i do love you a lot but you are so obviously some sort of disney adult / harry potter adult and i could tell that before you mentioned the latter but god. im trying to live in bliss. so dont mention it again

- oh i loathe amanda . i fucking hate her. shut up. wriTTTTTing... SHUT UP !!!! SHUT UP!!! (GOES FOR HER THROAT)

- when no-brits tumblr dot com mock the bri'ish accent am ike 😁✌teehee cheeeeeseee ubt when oughghh. when a missus like her tries to take the piss out of it in a very clear classist context am like oh crikey. die i'll fucking go bite your nasty ankles you little cunt snap snap snap trust the cop 😐😑. i hate her shes the villain for me she shoulda went last week fr fr

- FREYAOIGGGUGHGHHGHG. I LOVE COFFEE FLAVOURED BAKES. OMGGG<3. YUMMY YUMMY

- rochica tooo omggg yaaayyy i love it my cute girlies

- AND CHIGS. YES ALL THE BESTIES WITH THE COFFEE COOKIES. KISS FOR ME PLEASE!

- JAIRZENOOOO THEYRE SOO YUMMY SOUNDING WOWEE!

- let him be chilled out i lurv it when the bakers are just calm and cool theyre like "well.. im in a pickle, arent i? aha oh well" its so funny

- jurgen (am sorry omg u dibt =have umlauts on my keyboard and im going fast live so icant paste them in) but wowee it looks so delicious and scrammy and-

- he has a mASTERS IN PHYSICS??? ITERALLY SORRY BUT HE IS THE BESTIE. I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN HE HAS THE ENERGY. EVERYONE DIE FOR JURGEN PLEASE! THATS AN ORDER!

- giuseppe being like ehrm. WELL ACTUALLY- to paul yeah go ahead you fucking tell him get his ass . giuseppe you point out that you- OH NO HE JUST DROPPED HIS BRANDY SNAPS

- OH NOOOO GIUSEPPE BESTIE NOOOO OMGGGGGGG

- i love everyone here btw (except for amanda) theyre all my besties they really are

- hahaa seeeee giuseppe did it in the end haaahaaaa paul (rips him apart)

- also i was busy during the ad break (was washing my face) but is prue.... whats that show with prue. -_- i hate it whatever it is.

- every time they bitch and , moan about too strong flavours i just dont trust it theyre not so bad this year but nonetheless its paul and prue fucking fusspots like shut uppppp

- YEAHHH BITCH. GIUSEPPE GET THEIR ASSES!! HE DISD WELL! HAHAHA, EGG ON YOUR GOD DAMN FACE PAUL

- JURGEN BOSSING IT YET AGAIN. HELL YEAH.

- (handshake) matt: it means nothing from me, you know jurgen: it means everything to me oH IM OBSESSED

- jammy biccies... :3

- oh for gods sake, yet again with the "its all about the temperature and its hot today" please stop, for the love of god, forcing the drama with this PLEASE. invest in AIRCON. its not giving the good tv bits you hope it does bestie...

- also paul being like "haha, well you're from south africa" to prue we dont need to be reminded. (gives prue a VERY stern stare)

- also subs arent on todays ep for some reason. um. -_-<-furious

- GIVE JURGEN STAR BAKER TWO WEEKS IN A ROW. NOT OUR FAULT HES SO FUCKING GOOD AT THIS.

- THE BAKING TERMINATOR.

- they need to stop giving them these stupidly hard showstoppers so early. fr, last week they had the gravity defying cake: when nadiya did that 5 years ago, that was like ICONIC and awe-inspiring... why the hell was it a week one bake? stoppppp over complicatying things besties. they just make a mess.

- like fr. they used to just have them make a structure, sure... likw why are they making them make full on interactive toys with gingerbread now?

- i hope amanda's rocking horse is the one that breaks. i hope her rocking horse dies.

- ASLO SORRY I KNOW YOU PROBS SHOULD BAKE STH YOU LIKE BUT. IT FEELS A BIT SILLY BILLY TO NOT BAKE GINGERBREAD BC YOU DONT LIKE IT WHEN ITS THE BISCUIT ALMOST NECESSARY FOR THE CHALLENGE?

- her choosing a soft cookie and then going ahhhh why is it breaking</3 HAHAHA AMANDA. GET IT.

- I LOVE it when they engineer cool stuff though its soooo epic. especially the engineers when theyre just sat there going fucking bonkers with all their little measurements-

- also wait. rochica??? how big will that be?

- OMG YES CRYSTELLE YESSSS YESS a makeup thingy. i would loooveeee that. literally sooo cool.

- i would love to make one of those heads. you know those doll heads. where you braid their hair.

- OKAY EVERYONES LOOKING SOOO COOL

- LOL. BYE BYE. AMANDA'S ROCKY HORSE.

- matt im screaming. "do you know whats wrong? british technology".

- GEORGE'S PLANE GOING ROUND IS SO SO COOL OMG.

- i didnt get giuseppe's but this is also very cool. the insane detail and engineering with them both.

- AND MY GOD. JURGEN YOUR FUCKING WINDMILL.

- sOMGGGGGGG CRYSTELLEEEEEEEE

- CRYSTELLE HONEY I LURVVVV IT WOWEEE

- IM THROWING UP OVER FREYA'S ROCKING HORSE VS AMANDA'S.

,- matt referring to his doctor who stint. i am obsessed. (slaps his bald head) love.

- oh my god if they send jairzeno home bc hes a lil messy i'll kill you boot amanda she trainwrecked completely

- literally jurgen and giuseppe. the literal mvps.but it would be SO fucking funny if jurgen got it second week in a row like yes bestie go for it ...

- starbaker is..- yes YES YES JURGEN STARBAKER 2.0 LITERALLY NO ONE IS DOING IT LIKE HIM

- now send amanda home. do it for me.

- ....

- .

- YOU'RE SENDING JAIRZENO HOME?

- I'LL KILL YOU I'LL KILL YOU I'LL KILL YOU I'LL LITERALLY END IT ALL FOR YOU HERE RIGHT NOW AMANDA'S LITERALLY DIDNT EVEN FUCKING STAND UP IM GOING TO KILL YOU WAIT HOW DID JAIRZENO DO IN THE FIRST TOO? BC AMANDA DIDNT SO WELL IN SIGNATURE OHHHH MY GOD

- IM SO ANGRY RIGHT NOW

- AMANDA SHOULD HAVE WENT LAST WEEK TOO CAN WE JUST FUCKING GET RID OF HER I DONT LIKE HER IM OBSESSED WITH EVERYONE ELSE IF SHE GETS FURTHER I'M KILLING IM BITING

- JURGEN BEING LIKE HIII BESTIE IM STARBAKER AGAIN AND WHOWEVER'S ONTHE PHONE BEING LIKE "my gooodness....." me memememememememe

[theyknowthatweknow]

You know when prue was gushing over guiseppe having 'classic flavours and style,' after a season of complaining about Indian spices and seasoning, it all left a very sour taste hearing prue compliment guiseppe's baking like that and letting him win, especially when he wasn't always the strongest baker and bakers like crystelle and chigs were more inventive

[winterrose527]

um, excuse me, Chigs. please button your shirt, this is a family show.

Chigs, PLEASE. Let us continue with our days.

[thekidkelly]

please know that for the first couple episodes of gbbo i would just laugh every time they panned over to chigs bc his eyebrows are SO expressive it just made me laugh, but i'm on the episode where he's in the flannel shirt and oof wowie he looks GOOD i think i have a crush too and i've been very much enjoying your chigs posting today <3

mich…my beloved, my soulmate, the light of my life you have such incredible taste <3

i also got some enjoyment out of chigs’ expressions cus he really was just so expressive like there’s an episode later on (and because i’ve binge watched it all the last two days or so they run together and i don’t remember exactly which one) but paul says something before a technical i think and the face chigs made literally made me laugh out loud and that alone and out of context sounds very stupid but if you’ve seen it you know what i mean

chigs w glasses >> but chigs w glasses AND a flannel??? >>>>>>>>> he really knew what he was doing those last few episodes the only drawback i have with him is that in like two consecutive episodes he creased the jordan’s 😩😩 big no-no

anyways he is now my crush and if he sees this hey chigs please feel free to hit me up my dms are open on all platforms i am free this friday night to hang out so please let me know if you want to hang out this friday night when i’m free in my dms

[allllamasarenerds]

Y'all have been letting me spell Chigs' name wrong :(

[orlamount]

Critical Thinking.

(answering crit notes)

The music: so what the songs are about and how I can incorporate that into the project

Is there some thread? an overall theme?

EP Titles the band presented: If god can take him, he can take anyone (working title)

Song Names (All working song names)

Vicodin

Joy

Main Character

So Long

Bleeding

We have already released a single and plan to release 2 more singles that make an EP. The aim of the EP is to sum up the bands first year of being together, creating a meaningful project that sets us apart from everyone else.

This is our first single 'JOY' which has had a big success for a band that no one knows anything about.

JOY magnifies the way people across Britain are living on the edge, giving up all hope in the institutions in which they live. ‘the music’ represents the hope that is slowly disappearing from day-to-day life - people are confiding in art or substances to escape the system.

The music, it stopped, so I lost, the memories of you Anti-fascist feelings with a cigarette, you're a poor woman can't afford to let yourself go No joy, no joy, no joy, no joy There's no, there's no, no joy in this division, this division, no joy, no joy, no joy, no joy Bottle, in one hand, regret in the other hand The music, it stopped, so I lost, the memories of you No joy, no joy, no joy, no joy There's no, there's no, no joy in this division, this division, no joy, no joy, no joy, no joy

Songs we're planning to release and what they mean.

SO LONG - So long is about a long friendship that has turned into a one sided friendship. The song is full of angst and uses metaphors to perpetuate a loss of time.

Long, so long, fiftieth eye roll back I told you a week ago, I want my time back So, I want my money back, it's been so long you don't wanna speak, so sick of that Long, So long, So long

VICODIN - This song is about my experience with being the only friend to someone who was incredibly suicidal. I find suicide is written a lot as first-hand experience but never from a person who has to watch someone else going through it, so this was a something I wrote about my pain and experience.

Its just how it was, I can't put it into words You fall into me, you fall into me It's just how it was, lend me your flesh and bone Receiver of trauma, who knows you best So stay on the line, please stay with me Stay on the line, please stay with me

MAIN CHARACTER - This song touches upon how hard it can be to remain optimistic during hardships in your life when growing up. Dealing with unaddressed family trauma that resurfaces when you're older, aiming to 'live' instead of 'survive' with your family.

When you realise cutting sideways like a knife your wounds won’t heal this time your wounds won't heal this time live inside the open air were living not surviving here waves crash like a mothers hug

BLEEDING - This song is about the loss of someone close to you and wondering if you should metaphorically join them or to carry on with your life; yet theres always a lingering shadow of that person that follows your daily life.

Sharing the same sky (as everybody else) Haunting the intimate time we have left Rather be nowhere with them Than somewhere without Be nowhere with them Than somewhere (Im still here, Im still here) Bleeding, sick (or noise), it all caves in Reeling, we miss just being Bleeding Reeling ahhh... Rather be nowhere with them Than somewhere without Be nowhere with them Than somewhere

Who are we as a band?

Releasing music is one thing but getting people to listen to the music is very difficult. The most important part to getting your music out there is being active on socials. The best app for musicians is TikTok which we've learnt, through regular posting we've managed to curate an audience/fanbase. Our problem is that 80 percent of the followers are American and only 10 percent are English.

Being English, whether we realise it it not is a innate part of us. I think being English and part of this culture holds so much power, especially with our music. The music is a combination of Shoegaze, NuMetal & Alt rock partnered with gritty female vocals. Growing up in the south of England, I think our music draws from the land in some weird way. I would describe our music as weird, creepy, gritty and emotionally raw. Using this knowledge, we want to draw from the heritage of England, some medieval aesthetics, even ghostly, to partner with our sound. The aim is to be authentically us.

4 Albums that inspire me:

Fontaines DC - Skinty Fia

Fontaines D.C. are an Irish post-punk band formed in Dublin in 2014. Fontaines D.C. talk about their Irish identity and their evolving sound “It’s always been natural to us” “When you’re not in that place, you have to cling on to the memory of it a bit more; the heart and soul of it.”

Their newest album Skinty Fia has loads of that Irish spirit. It’s immediately evident in the title (an old Gaelic expression that translates to ‘the damnation of the deer’) and trickles down to lyrics that express a complex relationship with their homeland – a sense of longing for it and the conflicted guilt for leaving it.

On their song ‘Bloomsday’, a line like ‘There’s always fucking rain and it’s always dark’ pangs with homesickness, while the relatively summery ‘Roman Holiday’ attempts to embrace London despite the feeling of displacement: ‘I don’t wanna see the Queen/I already sing her song’.

The album’s centrepiece, ‘I Love You’, is a conflicted love letter from Chatten to the country he feels he abandoned for another that's historically exploited and looked down upon it.

Atop a steadily dramatic backing of murky guitars and broiling bottom-end that swells like a dark bruise, the frontman’s performance contains some nuanced specifics typically reserved for Irish listeners, as Curley explains.

“I’d say probably the one that would pass people by is a line in the shouting section where Grian says: ‘Is their mammy Fine Gael and is their daddy Fianna Fáil?’”

“They’re two Irish political parties that have been in different forms of coalition government in charge of Ireland for years. It’s not even the stuff they’ve done but the stuff they haven’t done in Ireland that is under a lot of scrutiny now. A lot of young people are asking for change.”

Radiohead - OK Computer

Britpop. IT'S ALL over the place – all of a sudden. There's Oasis, the Beatles' rip-offs trying to emulate the Rolling Stones' drug-taking, groupie-filled past. Then there's Blur, the self-described "middle-class" darlings of the UK music scene who just can't seem to make a dent in America. Don't forget Elastica, Pulp, Supergrass and Echobelly. But whatever you do, please, please do not include Radiohead in the list of "Britpop" bands.

The only thing Radiohead have in common with the abovementioned bands is that, yes, they are from England. What makes them different from their fellow UK musician brothers and sisters is that Radiohead do not limit themselves to playing recycled '60s music, and they do not engage in public spats with other bands nor do they spend their free time bragging about how "fookin' great" they are. They don't have to talk the talk. Radiohead's songs and live performances speak loud enough for themselves.

Smashing Pumpkins - Siamese Dream

4th album

ORLA DO THIS PLS

Using the meaning.

I see a lot of bands which are small but on the rise, brand themselves something that they're not. There's a big trend in bands that brand themselves with this 2000's American aesthetic though they're English. I think it is a cool aesthetic but it's over done

I want to focus the project around the music, about what the songs are about

Explore each songs identity

Look into some bands that inspire me

[yo-what-the-duck]

Reese and Farrah helping each other get ready for a school dance?

Sorry this took so long!! It’s a long one though! And it’s another 2am post! WOO!

Riley never went stabby stab AU 

Word Count:  1060

“T minus seven hours until Homecoming!” Cairo announced at practice proudly, grabbing Reese’s attention. At the team sleepover during the summer, Riley realized how good Reese was and asked the school board if she could add Reese to the team. They agreed and Reese finally got her pom-poms. She might not have been captain, but being there equal to the rest of the girls made her happy enough. Fast forward to present day, the team had an early morning practice because of the dance that night. “Remember that we meet at Riley’s house to take pictures at four-thirty and no one better be late!” 

“How could we forget?” Kate asked snappily, causing a quick scald from Chess. “You’ve only mentioned it about a hundred times today. I bet I could guess what you’re gonna say next-”

“Oh, I want to play!” Farrah exclaimed. She inhaled and furrowed her eyebrows saying, “Don’t forget to vote for me as Queen! If you don’t you’ll be demoted to the back spot!” The sophomore actually did a pretty good impression of the self-centered Cairo. 

Kate smirked continuing with, “And then Riley chimes in with-”

“We’re not going to do that Cai!” Annleigh finished, mocking the captain in a complete wholeness to almost everyone’s surprise. The whole team was laughing now. Everyone except Riley and Cairo that is. 

“Oh, don’t be so butthurt!” Farrah said, giggling like a fool. 

“Practice over,” Riley sighed, rolling her eyes. Reese shrugged off the annoyed looks of the captain and “unofficial” co-captain(Cairo and Riley’s compromised title.) Grabbing her bag, she turned towards the direction of the locker room but was blocked by Farrah, who was still cracking up. 

“Hey Reese!” Farrah started, playing with one of her braids that were hanging by her ears. “I’m being kicked out of the house by Annleigh this afternoon because she wants to get ready with Clark, which I think is really weird due to the ‘after marriage rule.’ Anyways, the point is we haven’t really talked since the sleepover this summer and I really like talking with you. I know this is super last minute but I was wondering if I could…” Farrah trailed off, now playing with both of her braids. Reese just assumed she wanted her to finish her sentence. 

“Do you want to come over to my house and get ready for the dance with me, Farrah?” Reese smiled, half giving in to the girl and half grateful she wouldn’t be alone in the afternoon. Probably more of the second one. 

“That’s a great idea, Reese! You brought your car right? My dress and makeup stuff are in Annleigh’s car so I’ll go get them.” And with that the two girls headed outside, both forgetting to change out of their gym clothes. 

When they arrived at Reese’s house, they both decided that showers were definitely the first step to getting ready. After that, they sat down and discussed what they were going to do with their hair. “I am not a hairdresser by any means,” Reese frowned, hoping Farrah didn’t expect her to be. 

“Well it’s a good thing I am!” Farrah laughed confidently. “Who do you think braids my hair? Annleigh?” Reese laughed now too. Annleigh could barely put her hair into a ponytail without having a fit about the bumps that would occur in her long hair. “As long as you can blow dry my hair, I can do both of our hair. I’m thinking of a tucked crown braid for you and a chignon with a side fishtail braid for me!”

“I have no idea what any of that means, but I’m here for it! I can do makeup though! Now take that towel off your head so I blow dry your hair.” Reese matched her grin with Farrah’s as the two of them looked into the mirror on the makeup vanity in Reese’s room. Running her hands through Farrah’s hair, Reese felt welcomed by her teammate. Farrah was genuinely happy to be there and it meant the world to her. Reese finally seemed to be getting what she’s always wanted: inclusion. 

“Ow! Too hot!” Farrah whined trying to push the dryer away from her scalp. “Turn the heat down!” 

“If I turn it down anymore it will freeze your hair into an ice block!” Reese smirked after seeing the dial. 

As time went by, Farrah’s hair eventually dried and then it was Reese’s turn to get her hair dried. She didn’t complain once, which she made sure to point out to Farrah when she was done. As Farrah pulled her hair back into the chig fish braid thingy, Reese applied her makeup, careful not to mess up the meticulous wings on her eyeliner. Once it was time for Farrah to do Reese’s hair, she relaxed even more. 

“Damn girl,” Reese uttered when she saw what Farrah did to her hair. “Your fingers are magic!” Reese didn’t have long hair like Farrah, so it only just passed her shoulders. With the makeup and hair done, Reese felt… beautiful. She’d always known she was attractive, but she actually felt like a Disney princess. “Let me do your makeup! What color is your dress again?” 

And just like that they both sat in their robes(well Reese’s robes since Farrah had to borrow one) with hair and makeup complete. Checking the time, they determined they had about an hour until they had to leave for Riley’s. “Well that worked out, huh,” Reese smiled as Farrah nodded back enthusiastically. “You know, you’re pretty cool to hang out with now that I actually know you.” 

“Hey, there’s actually someone who doesn’t hate me!” Farrah light-heartedly laughed, clearly remembering the reference from the summer sleepover when the two first talked alone. 

“No one hates you, Farrah. You just need to be yourself more and not who you think people expect you to be.” 

“You sound like a fortune cookie,” Farrah smiled, satisfied with the laughter coming from Reese. “Now let’s get our dresses on and go take some pictures with just the two of us! I don’t want Riley’s orange dress in the one I post on Instagram and am too lazy to photoshop her out!” 

“I’d like that. Not the photoshop part, but I’m really glad we did this.” 

“Me too, Reese.” Farrah grinned, “But I like the photoshop part.”