#exit tunes presents actors

[bitchyhideoutnerd]

y'all was listening to sum random song and it suddenly reminded me of narumitsu wtf imma try to find it now

[akikamitsuki]

part two to my 10th anniversary edition slides presentation for etpa!! 🎉 — pt. 1

you can see the rest under the cut!

[viviantheburgg]

slight horror/blood warning for kakeru's comic but it's ok yall he's just a bit silly and has minor imposter syndrome

[kirstenonic05]

Hi Actors fandom

(Context for the last one under the cut)

[callingallsims]

kimi to 1, 2, 3 zutto eyes on me !!! mitsuki but

Its 2024, how are the actors fans doing!!!!

[agentpheoness]

ieytd Lore #4 Spotlight on The Hatchling (Pt 1)

(Warning: Mentions of blood, violence and canonical death)

Reginald said this would be a mission, but it didn’t feel like it. The blinding lights throughout the stage, the discordant melody of instruments tuning, it was all so unfamiliar but oh so beautiful. Pheoness, all dressed up in her satin tuxedo, takes a seat. Her arm runs across the soft fabric from the arm of the chair. This was Pheoness’s first time in a theater, so every sound, every sight, were new to her. Agent Pheonix was already set up backstage, attempting to find info on whatever Zoraxis activity was occurring here. Next to her was a fidgety, hyperactive Reginald. “Reginald! Calm down! Remember, we have to focus on what’s important.” She said, pointing at the Prime Minister, the man that they were trying to protect. Reginald calms down but her grip was still like iron on the chair’s arm “Yes, you’re right, agent.” He muttered and spoke in his earpiece “Pheonix? Any suspicious activity?” On the other side, Phoenix can be heard, seemingly eating something. “Nope, just setting things up backstage. And we get free donuts!” Pheoness sighs wearily, of course Pheonix’s first priority was food. After a few minutes, the lights start to dim and the curtain raises, presenting the Hollywood Actor John Juniper, which makes Reginald let out a small squeal “It’s John Juniper, IN THE FLESH!” Pheoness had to grip his arm gently to calm him “Yes, Reginald. Now breathe.” Pheoness didn’t exactly hate Juniper, but she just found him maybe just a LITTLE overrated. “Uh…guys..that mask looks weird..I think it’s boobytrapped.” Pheonix says “Well then figure it out and disable it! It’s already hard enough to control this-this toddler!” She demands shakily as she sees the mask descending onto the stage. “Reginald! The mask is dangerous!” Pheoness shakes him out of his starstruck daze. “I…I think I got it!” Pheonix exclaims. It was the last thing they heard before the mask exploded, the impact sending them back slightly. When Pheoness regains her vision, the mad and the theater is up in flames! Heavy clouds of smoke burned her eyes and lungs as the sound of screaming and audiences panicked footsteps fill the room. “Reginald..you okay…?!” She shouts and after a second, hears Reginald’s voice in the midst of all the chaos “Yea! The Prime Minister got out safe! Let’s get out of here!” Her head was pounding with pain as she hobbled away to the nearest emergency exit. But she stopped. She had to, for a noise made her. One that paralyzed her in her position.

[diaryofapos]

I am woman.

I mellow out every year. The realization of turning 23 this year evokes a certain melancholy within me that I've always felt every orbit around the sun since I turned 16.

With every passing day, time is taken from me. And while sometimes that idea of time provides me solace and a promising ground of stability. Each year triggers a new motion for me as I step further away from girlhood and blossom into a woman. No longer a kid, girl, tween, or young woman. But a fully fledged woman. An adult woman.

It makes me wonder, what does it mean to be a woman? No, what does it mean to my sense of self to be a woman?

Biologically, I know I am woman. But this is not what I am exploring, I don't understand what womanhood is for me, what it means to be a woman.

Outwardly presenting as a feminine-cis-gendered-woman, weirdly, I don't feel woman at all.

Instead I feel like a fraud. I feel like someone who I represent is catered to the environment I was born in, raised in, cultured in. I felt like my bodily autonomy, whilst in theory, I owned it, wasn't mine even to begin with. I felt like Men and older women were entitled to it. And when I retaliate, I get this sense of paranoia, internalized hatred for myself, like I am a thief in my own body and I do not get a say in what I was born to become and what my destiny entails.

Does the follicles of my hair dictate that I must turn over my sense of self to fit the stereotypes of womanhood? Or does the shape of my body, the hip bones that swings to the tune of music I like define me as a woman? How could a 12 year old girl going through puberty then makes sense of all of this. Boys at that age would ridicule her metamorphosis. Yet at 16, boys would undress her with their eyes as she walks by, mutilate her with their minds and compartmentalize her with their eager imaginations.

The monthly ritual exits of my bodily fluids also became a big part of my shame over my body. Being an early bloomer, the drops of blood on my 5th grade chair brought me a wave of restlessness, contemplation, and fear. Not just the desire to bury myself, but how I was chastised by my mother when I reached home with my bloodied pants. It was dirty. But it was an extension of me. That blood was mine. And that drops of blood was what my body produced to welcome me into womanhood. But it was dirty. The primordial home of everything to once walk on this earth was dirty. And I, a spec of dust in the universe was dirty.

This shame, bled into being ashamed of my initial interests as a child, my desire to change also created a Pinterest board of other actors and players that I aspired to become. A half-assed representation of my destiny. I'm neither a meek prey doe eyed summer spring, nor am I a cold calculative predator fox eyed winter autumn. Yet, as a woman, in this modern era I am expected to choose one. Whether I was docile or assertive, mute or bossy, at a crossroads of being boxed in what society desires I succumb.

I don't have a desire to be a man, nor am I questioning my biological identity as a woman. But I do acknowledge that, the pressures of having to step up to the role of woman is dawning on me in a new tsunami of fear, confusion, and restlessness.

To me, being a woman is filled with sacrifices and internal rage. While I try to understand my physicality and changing body, the whirling nausea that comes with every month of outwardly bleeding reflects on my internalized pain of not just being left with no agency, but also to have my own mind weaponized against my body.

When I turned 22, it was only then that I finally understood what it was to be fragile and tender in my girlhood that this idea of shame was all too far internalized. I was 16 when I was sexually assaulted by my first boyfriend, and by 20 I confided in my next boyfriend only to have him betray me. I wanted to be loved, to be desired, but I didn't understand the repercussions and what my mother was trying to protect me from at that age. I wanted to be woman. I didn't understand the sacrifice it would be when they took my body, because I had the preconceived notion that they were entitled to it, that my body was theirs to take.

At 22, I so badly want to crawl back into the comfort and warmth of my mother's womb. Heck, I would even settle for being a girl again. Before I knew what it meant to be a woman. But with my wrinkling hands, and with my tired legs, I move forward. Yes I am angry that I have to make peace with my demons. I am even more angry that I want to make peace with what I deem as an unfair dealing of cards. My friend recently mentioned to me,

I do not need to be forgiven. And while at first, I felt a hard sense of injustice. I came to believe that maybe, I wasn't looking to forgive them. I was begging for someone to save me, to bring me to salvation.

My mother couldn't give me it. Nor the men who took from me my body.

I am woman. I am from the dirt the dust that brings life to this earth, and only then that I understand, I have to forgive myself. And only my self acceptance can bring me peace with my demons.

[carpenoctem72]

A Little Life - thoughts on the play

A little life spoilers!!!

This is pretty much so I remember what my thoughts were on the play, both on its own and in comparison to the book.

I read ‘A little life’ in the spring of 2021, and found it a harrowing and tormenting read, but clearly an excellent book, so when my friend invited me to see the play for his birthday, I gladly accepted. I didn’t feel so much daunted by the prospect of seeing a play for 3 and a half hours, not even with the prepared knowledge of what I would be witnessing on the stage. I am typically quite an emotionally expressive person, and seeing plays will set me off crying if they are sad enough so it was not at all a surprise that I cried around 10 times during the performance.

James Norton was excellent as Jude, transforming from what is a typically handsome, masculine presentation of himself to the vulnerable, damaged portrayal of Jude St Francis, and performing the physically intensive and emotionally rigorous tale. Willem was actually played by the same actor as Benedict Bridgerton, Luke Thompson, which I did not even realise until the end as my eyesight is genuinely terrible but that was a nice surprise and clearly showed the range that he has as an actor to go from acting in Bridgerton to this.

My initial thoughts after exiting the theatre were positive ones; I think they executed it well for it being an 800 page book, which many have deemed as ‘torture porn’, and there were certain aspects that I really liked:

- the bloodstained shirt being used for the rest of the second half - a symbolic staining of Jude and a foreshadowing of the tragic ending he was going to get. Hope seems less likely when you are covered in blood.

- The orchestra that really helped create agonising suspense - notably in the scene with Dr Traylor and the counting to 10 which was terrifying because of the pain you knew was coming. I also liked the orchestra’s addition to emphasise Jude’s anxiety with Caleb.

- the music playing from the record player on stage in the background during soft moments between the friends.

- the video backgrounds of NY becoming blurred when Jude self harmed

- All of the acting was amazing, I was incredibly immersed in the story and every character really felt raw.

- The nakedness added such an element of vulnerability and I liked that they did not shy away from it because it made the moment much more visceral and horrific.

- the actual cooking of food (actually due to James Norton’s diabetes) which made the play like super realist and helped with immersion.

The play also had some flaws and even managed to highlight a limitation of the book itself which was interesting:

- As it is a play and obviously cannot capture everything in the book, some things were definitely sacrificed like the relationship between the 4 friends and the depth of the story - i.e. Malcolm and JB’s story, and even to an extent, Willem’s.

- Harold’s relationship with Jude could be focused on more throughout the play rather just at the end -> the large focus on Ana, Jude’s social worker when he was young who died, was maybe too large considering she did not have such a big role in the book.

- the sudden club scenes were a bit jarring which was kind of funny

And finally, my biggest ‘flaw’ that I noticed is that while reading the book, the death of Willem and Malcolm did not feel so unnecessary because there was so much detail and it was such a horrific book that it felt in keeping with the tune of the book. However, with the play, it was a lot more fast paced (obviously) and there was more hope that permeated the tale than there was in the book, so when it had run through all the bad things that happened to Jude, most of it made sense like the abuse in his later life aligned with his abuse in childhood because often victims of abuse believe they deserve that abuse. This meant that when Willem and Malcolm died, it felt so unnecessary as it felt like overkill, making the story sadder just for the sake of bad things happening to Jude - it was not even a presentation of the evil of humanity which most of the book seems to focus on - just an unlucky incident that made the ending of the play feel so much worse than it needed to be. There was a scene towards the end of the play before Willem and Malcolm’s death where Willem has just learnt the full tale of what has happened to Jude and he starts dancing and blaring music, and it is a beautiful moment of humanity as he sways with Jude hanging onto him, and I believe there could have been an ending like that which would have at least left a little hope. As the book seems to focus so much on the bad parts of humanity, it also looks at the good in humanity, such as Harold in Jude’s life and Willem, and to take that away at the end does not feel like a cohesive addition to the story, but instead a fulfilment of the term ‘torture porn’. 

[tipsygnostalgic]

ACTORS/ETPA fandom! I know this is a tiny fandom but I have ended up with extra merch so I’ll be xposting across here/Twitter/Insta? to see if I can sell some of this stuff I do not need.

Prices are in USD, shipping starts at $10 (I’m in Canada). I can ship to Canada and the US and will consider elsewhere if you want to buy enough/are willing to pay Canada Post’s stupid shipping costs. Willing to discount if you wanna buy a bunch of stuff! I have lots of feedback online and I own/moderate a doll sales group on FB so I am trustworthy! (I can provide all kinds of feedback if you want to make sure!)

Items 26-28 - in the infinitely small case you have others in this set (Singing Contest) that I’m missing and want to trade I will trade you anything in this post for them. 🙏 Same goes for this keychain. I will be very very flexible if you have items I’m looking for!! (I am also willing to buy!) Anyway, price list below!

1 - Large can badge - Mitsuki - $7 (2 available) 2 - Large can badge - Shiro - $7 3 - Large can badge - Satoru - $7 4 - Large can badge - Hinata - $7 5 - Large can badge - Koya - $7 (2 available) 6 - Large can badge - Rei - $7 7 - Large can badge - Minori - $7 8 - Large can badge - Mike - $7 9 - Can badge - Singing Contest Side A - $4 (3 available) 10 - Can badge - Singing Contest Side B - $4 11 - Can badge cafe collection - Itto - $4 12 - Can badge montan collection - Mike - $4 13 - Can badge 5th anniversary - Koya - $4 14 - Can badge 5th anniversary - Seijun - $4 15 - Can badge karaoke set - Mike - $4 16 - Can badge karaoke set - Mitsuki - $4 17 - Can badge pocky set - Kai - $4 18 - Can badge pocky set - Mike - $4 19 - Can badge pocky set - Chiguma - $4 20 - Can badge - Kaoru - $4 21 - Can badge - Mike - $4 22 - Can badge summer collection - Gin - $4 23 - Can badge Songs Collection - Kippei - $4 24 - Can badge Songs Collection - Satoru - $4 25 - Can badge Character Songs - Chiguma  - $4 26 - Can badge Singing Contest - Satoru - $4 27 - Can badge Singing Contest - Rei - $4 28 - Can badge Singing Contest - Seijun - $4 29 - Can badge - Minori - $3 30 - Can badge - Keishi - $3 31- Small can badge winter collection - Sosuke - $2 32 - Large can badge - Kaoru - $7 33 - Rectangle can badge - Hinata - $3 34 - Rectangle can badge - Ryo - $3 35 - Rectangle can badge - Mitsuki - $3 36 - Rectangle can badge - Satsuma - $3 37 - Student ID card + character sticker sheets - $6 38 - Swing charm - Kaoru - $8 39 - Swing charm - Rei (yellowed) - $6 40 - Swing charm - Minori - $8 41 - Acrylic stand - Hajime - $6 (2 available) 42 - Acrylic stand - Kai  - $6  43 - Acrylic stand - Mitsuki - $6 44 - Acrylic stand pocky ver. - Kai - $5 45 - Big acrylic stand/keychain - Mitsuki - $10 46 - Acrylic charm  - Hajime - $5 47 - Acrylic charm - Takato - $5 48 - Acrylic stand pocky ver. - Chiguma - $5 49 - Acrylic badge - Chiguma - $3 50 - Acrylic keychain - Masaru - $3 51 - Acrylic keychain - Satsuma - $3 52 - Acrylic keychain - Takato - $3 53 - Acrylic Stand - Drama Edition West - $16 54 - ACTORS 5 Mini Drama CD A - $8 55 - ACTORS 5 Mini Drama CD B - $8 56 - Songs Collection Cast Talk CD - $6 57 - ACTORS -Extra Edition 2- Cast Comment CD - $6 58 - ACTORS 3 Cast Comment CD - $6 59 - ACTORS 4 - Singing Contest Character Comment CD - $8 60 - Photo card - Keishi - $1 61 - Photo card - Satsuma - $1 62 - Coaster - Keishi - $1 63 - Coaster - Satsuma - $1 64 - Coaster - Saku - $1 65 - Postcard - Mitsuki/Ryo/Keishi/Chiguma - $1 (2 available) 66 - Sticker - Chiguma - $1 67 - Sticker - Mitsuki - $1 68 - Sticker - Ryo - 1 Thank you for looking! Please send me a DM if interested in anything! 😊

[a-bear-with-a-pencil]

Ghost Girl

[bitchyhideoutnerd]

utaposting frm the anime bc why not

also tensho memes

[akikamitsuki]

happy 10th anniversary to etpa!! 🥳✨🎉— pt. 2

and to celebrate those 10 years, i've made a slides presentation about the series! though, it's quite lengthy and is divided into two parts so buckle up this is a really long ride :"D

you can see the rest under the cut!

see also: the original ppt meme @.patriciaselina and i did in 2015

[viviantheburgg]

Dead fandom art dump 💪

[logistic-worms]

I recently got super into Actors: -Songs Connection- and I am currently starving for content. I tried looking for translations of the drama tracks but to no avail,,, so if anyone knows where I could find those that’d be a big help^^

((( I am in dire need of assistance )))

[itsumemei]

Season 2 when 🥺🥺

[this-account-doesnt-exist]

When it comes to seiyuu cover projects my favourite will always be ACTORS because 1) I like their song choice and 2) I am weirdly emotionally invested in the characters (ESPECIALLY the Nijō twins because ya girl love some good ol’ brotherly angst) and the lore even though there ain’t much. I stg half the stuff that I cri over is probably just me looking too deep into character dynamics lmao