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[atlasblue85]

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[petday]

Do you think that it is okay to be "slow" at art? I have problems with ADHD and I can never get things out very quickly... while I still improve, learn, and end up finishing things, it often takes me way longer than it should. It ends up being a little stressful because my friends can output drawings a lot quicker, even in doodle format, whereas even for just doodles it can take me at least an hour at times. This makes things like drawpiles a bit hard to do as well.

Yes, it is okay to be "slow" in art.

"Speed" is relative. You are quite fast in movement speed in comparison to a different person.

Going further, there are infinite points to compare your speed against. "Was I the fastest I could possibly be when depicting this character with these series of lines?" Well, there are infinite different series of lines you could have drawn, infinite influences that any one person can have, infinite life experiences, thus no two people will ever draw exactly the same. A person can draw faster than you, but their drawings are different than yours. Even when people emulate each other, there is something about each person that makes their differences clear eventually – attitude, subject matter, tendencies, choice of material... "Would my friend draw this picture faster than I could?" You can ask yourself such questions but it would be impossible to answer, because you are the person who made the drawing, thus whatever 'speed' was required for the drawing was exactly the 'speed' at which you made the drawing, otherwise the drawing would not exist at all.

If you wish to draw 'faster', you can avoid some actions. You can paint without use of the undo button, you do not have to flip the canvas, you do not have to spend time reading color theory, you can just draw. You can qualify even the messiest drawing as a 'finished' drawing. That's what I enjoy.

However, if you avoid actions that you enjoy for the purpose of 'saving time', you may end up desiring such actions, and you may regret your faster pace. Contrary to the belief that 'fast is best', being 'slow' can be preferable over being 'fast', because you are enjoying the actions that cause you to work at a slower pace.

In this world, I particularly dislike the focus on "high speed" as if it is an innately positive quality. It is a neutral quality. Of course, you should be fast in some emergency scenarios. But there is no 'perfect' future, so I do not see why humans rush towards this imaginary 'perfect' future. There are no 'perfect' pictures, so there is no rush to reach such a 'perfect' state. I was happy to refresh an artist's blog in 2006 and see a new picture once every few months. Also, there were some websites in which you could view the time-lapse video of a person's drawing, and some people spent hours and hours. There was no ability to edit the video, so you could watch people redraw things over and over, scrap various ideas, focus on different parts of a drawing, and so on. Even if the 'completed' drawing looked 'perfect' to me at first glance, the person might have taken a lot of time. I had fun watching their videos. Others would draw quickly, so their videos were short. That was cool too. I didn't feel either was superior over the other.

I like a slow pace. My speed varies because life and thoughts vary. I have spent weeks on some of my favorite works. I have spent months thinking about something before finally drawing about it. In artwork, you can spend an eternity. Ideas can mutate into different ideas if you leave them alone for a long time. There is no pressure to act immediately. That is great.

Perhaps you can make things with friends who do not usually draw. You may find that they have a fun insight in comparison to the friends who are experienced at drawing. 'High experience in drawing' can also result in 'doing things only in the way that we are taught is the correct way' which can result in 'repeating the same ideas and techniques.' That is fine, but 'low experience in creating art' can result in great art because they do not follow the common 'rules' that are popularized in various art communities, so they can make awesome, surprising artwork without consciously thinking about making something 'good'.

I am 'slow' in comparison to my friends. Drawing with friends was difficult to enjoy. "Well, I will just doodle fun things at the bottom of the page. Oh, others have already painted complex things." It's alright. It became fun when I stopped thinking much while drawing. You can doodle at your own pace, true friends will not judge you. Also, if you do not enjoy drawing with others, even if you make great effort to enjoy it, it is OK. There are other activities to enjoy with friends too. I can enjoy drawing with others sometimes, but other times, I prefer to draw alone.

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LOST AMONG THE PAGES

(A Zayne x NONMC!Reader fic)

(Word count: ~3.4k)

(Credits: All images from the net. Except for the color editing and brush strokes and writing are made by me.)

(Credits: Pinterest)

*TW: Angst, maybe not well written, NON!MC Reader, Reader has Anemia, heavy blood loss during periods, fights, shouting, feeling of betrayal and heartbreak, shaking, crying, unrequited love.

*Index: Reader speeches are white, bold and italicised.

Zayne speeches are blue, bold and italicised.

MC speeches are pink, bold and italicised.

Others are white and just italicised.

Thoughts are written inside single inverted commas and italicised, sometimes struck through.

Texts and chats have ‘Indented’ font.

Calls have double inverted commas, white and italicised. They are differentiated from other speeches. (Except for main characters like MC and Zayne, they will follow their color code as mentioned earlier and italicised.)

Actions are written inside asterisks, white and bold.

Diary entries have ‘Chat’ font.

If you’re uncomfortable with the following genre or any of the trigger warnings, then please don’t read ahead.

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“Lost in a sea of lavender dreams.”

Memoir: Two

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(Credits: The Feels)

Time…11:11 p.m.

Date: 10/XX/2048

Day: Wednesday

Dear diary,

I think it’s time that flies the fastest, often like a huge tidal wave, or soft, calm ripples of water…it fascinates me how it knows no bounds and constrictions, travelling through the endless continuum of space in loops, each loop just as significant as the previous and arriving…constituting the objective of space-time…woah look at me going into depths, I guess what I wanted to say was-

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Just then I get interrupted from my train of thoughts and writing, as I hear the door go buzz! It’s him! I was over at his place for the night, I quickly tap the button at the butt of my pen to push the nib down, as it *clicks!*, placing it on the heart of my diary which was kept open, I quickly sprint to the door and open it wide...

My face instantly brightens up with glee and joy as I grin like a teenager… “Hi!”

I was received by that—ever so dazzling—rare, short smile which even though only ever lasted milliseconds, could always light up my life wherever and whenever, as I step to the side while he walks in, taking off his coat and placing it on the coat rack that was situated beside the the hinge of the door, shutting the door back…

“Another tiring day?”, as I walk over to his kitchen pouring him a glass of some freshly squeezed lemon juice I’d kept prepared for him earlier…not totally fresh on spot but yeah…

As I walk back over to the couch and hand him the glass, while massaging his shoulders carefully to ease out his stress as much as I could… “Thank you…”, he gave me a slight nod, “It’s nothing that I’m not used to…it was just another day at the hospital where I had to do and give my ultimate best for my patients, it’s of my utmost priority…Did you take your iron supplements? Your next cycle is to arrive in four days, have you been following everything properly?”

To that my face flushes as I let out a hearty chuckle, “Yes my dear…I’ve been following all the orders and have been taking my supplements on time as prescribed Dr. Zayne…dont sweat it…”, as I keep massaging his shoulders, putting the right amount of acupressure on the tension points, which I’d learnt over the months, as he groans in relief, keeping the now empty glass gently on the coffee table… “Feels good?”, he hums in response, eyes fluttering shut…

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Time…08:23 a.m.

Date: 11/XX/2048

Day: Friday

Dear diary,

It’s a pleasant morning…neither too sunny nor cloudy, well not yet…waking up feels complete whenever it’s next to him… But he’s not here now, probably left for the hospital…I should probably get up soon, begin my day, take my meds and supplements…it feels too tiring everyday repeating the same schedule, so much to remember plus I have to still get my timings proper. I hate it really, although I am better having taking whatever prescribed and necessary, it’s a pain and my head still aches like I’m brushing my hair with gravel…especially a week closer to my periods every month. Yet every pain and discomfort seems to subside whenever he’s with me…Wait let me just take my stuff and then I’ll continue.

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I close my pen and keep it down, stretching my body and letting out a big yawn, about to get up—“I hope you realise that if you’ve already woken up, the first thing you need to do is go to the bathroom and freshen yourself up?”, but before I could utter out he continued “You need to have your breakfast and the your supplements plus your medications, slacking off would only worsen things, unless you want that…now come on, I’ve handled breakfast for us, you’re having oats end of discussion.”, as he walks out, leaving me to myself…I bite the inside of my cheek as I walk inside the bathroom looking into the mirror, my cheeks flushed…Lord the things this man makes me feel…

Soon after freshening up, I walk out to the living room sitting on the chair. He too sits down, dragging the chair beside me, in his hand my favourite bowl with stars on it, as he feeds me… “You have your next appointment with Dr. Stryx day after tomorrow, I’ve made the necessary arrangements, do tell her whatever discomforts you’ve been feeling lately, and tomorrow I’ve arranged for a CBC and Haemoglobin test too for tomorrow, we need to assess the progress. Along with those, I’ve told them to check the other components too, like your thyroid level, and other hormonal levels. So do wake up early tomorrow we will leave together, and remember dont stay up for me tonight, though I keep telling you that everyday you never listen—but tonight please do, have dinner early, take your medicines and supplements properly, and fasting tomorrow until the tests are over…”, he speaks calmly yet I could sense a hint of sternness in his voice…I nod with my mouth full, as I speak in a muffled voice “Yes Dr. Zayne!”

I was finished soon as he washes the bowl and spoon in the sink, while I quickly grab something from inside the fridge. After he was done he quickly wipes his hands dry with the kitchen towel, keeping the utensils back in their place, as he grabs his coat putting it on and his bag about to leave. “Zayne wait!”, I stop him on his tracks as he turns back to face me, that usual calm, stoic expression sitting on his face. I walk over to him my hands behind my back, “I’m sorry for not following doctor’s orders…but I can’t let you go before making things sugary~”, I say holding a macaron packet in my hand, his favorite flavor, as I smile sheepishly…I see him sigh as he delicately takes the packet from my hand, our fingers brushing as he gently slides my hair to the side, placing a warm kiss upon my forehead…

“Bye…see you tonight…” “Bye…”, I sigh to myself as the door shuts, leaning against it…

Oh! As I quickly fish out my phone, texting him

LOML

You: I’ll bring in your lunch by later! Have a good day ahead! Wooo Dr. Zayne to the rescue once again! :D

As I quickly get a reply back.

LOML: Sure…don’t stress on it…and don’t forget to take your supplements and medications.

You: Aye Aye! *salute emoji*

LOML: *yea snowman emoji and see you later snowman emoji*

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Time…05:35 a.m.

Date: 12/XX/2048

Day: Saturday

Dear diary,

I fell asleep too early yesterday almost around 10:30! Can you believe it? Me and 10:30? I don’t even know how, I guess the fatigue got the best of me…It’s nothing new, you know it the best, every month a week before before my periods, my abdomen region starts to pain once in a while, I call it “pity preparations” lol…anyways…yeah so I’m up now…he’s deep in slumber I don’t even know when he returned last night…I wonder if he ever dreams of me like I do of him, maybe he does… *as I gently take his left hand, placing it on my lap, tracing patterns on it* They say a surgeon’s hands are the prime examples of precision and skill… and everyone knows Dr. Zayne is one of the best of the best…My man is a prodigy… yet these hands go through so much each day, failures and success…I wish to make him feel loved and cared for every day of his life…Atleast I don’t have work today, it was a good decision to take a leave, I needed it…

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As I feel him stir, his hand shuffles on my lap as he blinks his eyes open slowly… “Why are you up *checks his phone* at this hour…?”, his voice a mixture of hoarse and groggy yet carrying a hint softness in them. “I uhh I’m not sleepy anymore, I slept too early last night.” “It’s still too early in the morning…you didn’t eat or drink anything right?”, he sits up as well, while still keeping his hand rested on my lap…My cheeks flush as he gently shifts my hair to the side, “N-no…I just woke up a few minutes ago anyways…besides I know how blood tests work Zayne…Anyways I thought I’d journal for sometime, maybe if it helps putting me back to sleep…? You don’t have to get up now…When did you arrive? Did you eat dinner?”, he hums in response, “Around one…yes I did…anyways we’re leaving around 07:30, I should get some things ready—”, I quickly grab his hand preventing him, “It’s only just half past five…we can do things around six—six-thirty…stay…”, my voice grows soft and vulnerable…as I lay back down—so does he, keeping my diary and pen away on the bedside table carefully…he let’s out a soft chuckle and lays back down, while I snuggle to his chest…Finally at peace again…

Later around seven fifteen we leave to Akso Hospital, as I’m immediately greeted by the receptionist Serene as I smile and greet her back, then later by Yvonne and Dr. Greyson

Yvonne: “Good morning (Name)! Dr. Zayne had informed us earlier about your tests to be conducted, are you ready?”

“Yes! And good morning to you too!”, Zayne nods as well as we walk towards the Phlebotomy room…

I.HATE.NEEDLES.WITH.EVERY.FIBER.OF.MY.BEING…as my heart rate started increasing, palpitations and my hands and feet grew cold, it was nothing new…it always happened and he knew about it… “Y-You don’t have to stay…you can go, what if there’s an emergency…” “If there is one, they’ll call me and I’ll depart soon then. Besides I am currently attending to an emergency” “Hey just because I am afraid—!”, my eyes soon look at Denise cleaning the tip of the needle, as I panic—“Hey…hey eyes on me…” as he holds on to my palm tightly. As I face his direction, left hand on the arm rest, eyes squinted shut, face scrunched, as I squeeze his palm…

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Denise: “Ok we’re done here.” She smiles as she wipes the area with cotton and then puts a circular bandaid around it, “Keep your palm into a fist, elbow outward keep your arm closed around there for around five minutes…you can take the patch off after an hour or so. The reports will be available at the website either by today evening or tomorrow.”,

my body relaxes, muscles easing, nerves calming as we walk out of there to his office… “We can eat at the canteen?” “No need.”, as he takes out an air-tight container, from the Tote bag, “I’ve prepared oats, and I’ve got your supplements and medicines with me.”, as he feeds me. “Aren’t you getting late?” “Nope.” After I was done, he gave me my supplements, handing me the water bottle, as I took them, same with the medicines sometime later…

“What will you have for lunch today?” “I’ll eat at the canteen. You go home and rest.” “But—”, just as I was about to protest he was summoned to the operation theatre. “Ok I have to go now, go home and rest and remember Dr. Stryx’s appointment tomorrow. We’ll leave early just like today…bye see you tonight…”, I nod as he leaves.

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Time…06:09 p.m.

Date: 13/XX/2048

Day: Sunday

Dear diary,

Well the day went by fairly…Dr. Stryx said my reports were well better than before, I told her about the fatigue and tiredness often, she told me it’s common to experience them, plus also caused by mild side effects of medicines, and work-life stress, and my insomnia…Although even with them I feel better…day by day more than it ever used to be…Turns out Fate finally decided that I needed my happy chapter too, though I can’t help but at times wonder, losing myself in my train of thoughts…all the ‘what ifs’…I’ve never clearly communicated them with him…Should I? I don’t want to make things between us awkward…I mean you know, our anniversary is coming up…I can’t believe it’s almost been a year already…He’s like the breath of fresh breeze when springs comes upon after winter, like the first drop of snowflake which falls upon my nose ever so delicately…He is perfect…And I’m truly, madly, deeply in love with him…I wonder what I should do for our anniversary…maybe we could do it homely, I could set up fairy lights all over the place-pick up pastries and macarons-and a candlelight dinner! Or maybe we could go out to Azure Square-eat out-get desserts-cotton candies-watch the sunset, or dinner by the lake…let’s see…I wanna surprise him. He works so hard everyday of his life, I want it to be relaxing and perfect for him…I’m also grateful that it’s gonna be a Sunday, fingers crossed on him being free…

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Time…12:10 p.m.

Date: 14/XX/2048

Day: Sunday

Dear diary,

So! I made him his usual, two double decker chicken sandwiches, with salad on side, no carrots of course…this man makes me laugh, he’s a doctor yet he HATES carrots…fruits plus two strawberry-flavoured macarons, he loves them. Packed it in his snowman designed air tight tiffin boxes, along with a orange juice pack and water bottle, wrote him a note, am all set, will be leaving in a few minutes! Although truth to be told I’m feeling really anxious as our anniversary approaches closer, I still have left to ask him if he’s completely free that day, unless an emergency comes up…but the thing is I don’t want to ask him, I want it all to be a big surprise, then again I can still keep it a surprise, even after asking, besides I want to do it during my stay over at his…Let’s see when I actually do the deed…

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Soon I head out, grabbing the necessities, and then locking the door both passcode and key, properly. I walk the streets, it’s a nice sunny day, but it’s too hot, good thing I packed the juice for him…should I have gotten him some more cold treats? Or maybe a cola instead of water…As I walk while wondering to myself. Upon reaching Akso, I enter through the automatic doors. I smile at Serene and wish her a good afternoon as she did too, as I walk up to his office, on the way greeting Yvonne and some others, telling them he’s free just finishing up routinely check-up with a patient. I knock on the door to his office, “Come in.” I enter with a smile as I notice a woman sitting across him, the prescription on his desk, I smile politely at her as she smiles back… “Sorry to interrupt but I got your lunch.” “Thank you.”, I nod as I leave.

After chatting a bit more with Serene about her day and life, I walk out the hospital, when I hear a voice call out to me from behind, I turn to look…it was the same girl from before, Zayne’s patient. As she stops on her tracks, “We didn’t get a proper introduction back there! I’m MC! It’s a pleasure to meet you finally!”, she smiles, I think to myself ‘finally? does she know me?’. I return her gesture as, “It’s a pleasure to meet you too. I’m (Name)…I’m sorry but do I know you from before?” “Oh no no! Well not yet!I arrived here a couple months ago…Actually I’m a friend of Zayne’s, his childhood friend basically.” “Oh that’s great!” Zayne never told me about any of his childhood friends…he rarely talked about it… “Did Zayne never tell you?” “Oh no no he did…it just slipped my mind sorry…”, I brush it off with a little laugh… “Should we get some coffee?”, I ask to which she frowns, “I would have loved to, but I have many reports to review, actually I am a Deepspace Hunter at the Hunters’ Association here in Linkon…but let’s meet up again sometime? Here save my number!” “Oh no no, it’s no problem and wow you’re a Deepspace Hunter thats so great! It must be really tiring for you…Hope you’re doing alright. And thanks for your number I’d love to stay in contact!”, I smiled taking it down. “Ok then I really gotta run now, bye (Name)!” “Bye!”, as I waved back while she scurried off…As I started heading back…my mind kept on wondering why Zayne never mentioned her…my brain told me he must have forgotten since he has a load of pressure plus he’s a surgeon, but my heart…something tightened around my chest, my heart indicating me a feeling/direction I couldn’t quite decipher…Maybe I’ll ask him tonight…

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Time…12:50 a.m.

Date: 15/XX/2048

Day: Monday

Dear diary,

Zayne hasn’t returned yet…I’m waiting up like usual tonight…but there’s a heavy unsettling feeling in my heart, it makes me feel very stuffy, like I’m trapped inside a box, my palms and feet are sweating, my breathing quickening, I feel hyper aware of everything yet nothing at the same time…I hate it I hate it…I haven’t had this feeling for a long while now, I don’t like that it’s coming back…I need to ask him…But am I being too over dramatic…? What if it’s nothing…or maybe he did mention her sometime…I just didn’t catch on it…or maybe it’s a chapter in his life he doesn’t want to share (yet) because he’s not ready or uncomfortable or it has some past trauma…it is his personal life after all…what do I do…let me flip a coin, if it’s heads I’ll-

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Interrupted as he enters, he didn’t ring the buzz in tonight. “You’re awake…I thought we agreed upon earlier sleeping patterns to be adapted, at least during your periods.” “I wanted to wait up for you, and have dinner with you, it’s been a while since that.” “It’s only been two days.” “Still that’s quite a lot…”, he sighs as neither of us take the banter further on. I close my diary and pen, placing them on the coffee table, as I get up to arrange dinner…As I wash my hands and do so, he too heads to the bathroom to freshen up…

Soon we sit at the table, having our dinner, I’d made chicken, vegetables and sweetcorn soup for us, mine with carrots-his without… “Is it good?”, I rarely ask him that anymore, then why tonight…? “Yes…like always…”, as we eat in silence, the only sounds being the ticking of the clock, the humming of the AC, and the sounds of our spoons clinking against the bowl… ‘ask him ask him ask him ask him—’, my brain keeps on telling me…as I glance up at him then back to my soup… “Is there something bothering you?” “Oh! I well…umm…” “If that’s so, then let it out building up would only cause more suffocation.”

“So I met MC today…” “I know she was there in my office when you came in.” “No no I mean officially…well I was exiting, as she called out to me, and we chatted for a while. She gave me her number too”, he hums while sipping his soup, his demeanour having the usual cool, stoic, nonchalance within… “Yeah so…she told me she came her couple months ago, plus she was your childhood friend…Umm I guess what I’m trying to get at is that—how come you never mentioned her? I mean maybe you have and I—” “It never came up.”, ouch that kinda stung… “You’re right…but it’s nothing new Zayne…I mean it’s been almost a year for us and I barely know about your childhood…not that I want to know right now or am forcing you to tell me, no! I just…I umm…I always kind of expected you’d tell me whenever you’re ready…?”, the air between us tenses, the room becoming suffocating…no one speaks for sometime “…It’s getting really late, you should get to bed, you’ll have to take your medicines and supplements again tomorrow, I’ll take care of the dishes.”, I give out a simple nod as I don’t pry further…getting up washing my hands, heading to the bedroom to complete my night routine…

(Credits: The Feels)

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(Credits: Pinterest)

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A/N: This fic was a requested one given by @angelichiaro! So thank you very much for this amazing request, I really had a fun time writing it! <333 And thank you to everyone who like my post! :D!

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You know what? Fuck you. *Ponifies Batman*

Guys I'm so excited to share my newest project of ponifying the Batfam, it started out small with the hypothetical "I wonder what Batman would be like in a mlp universe." And then the project kept getting bigger and bigger.

If anyones interested in my world building/ headcanons surrounding this project, you can see it under the cut. (I didn't want to make the post too long.)

Incase anybody couldn't read my bad handwriting, I gotchuuu.

-(First pic) Bruce Wayne: Bruce had got his cutiemark the night of his parents death, after the grief had broken his spirit and he realized that he never wanted anypony else to feel the same pain as he does. (He has a fake cutiemark to cover up his obvious destiny)

- The first pic is pretty self explanatory, but I want to make it clear that Bruce's destiny isn't "My parents are dead so now I dress up as a bat and beat up mentally ill folk". Because I've seen people on here give hot takes on cutiemarks that directly link them to a ponies destiny.

This goes for specifically in the mlp fandom but (for the sake of being on topic) I'll use the the example of that one post where someone gave the hot take that Jason would get his cutiemark in the warehouse right before he dies (or after he dies? smthing like that) because "It would be really fucked up to know that you were always destined to die." And listen, I can appreciate some good Jason Todd whump as the next guy but knowing that this would be based in a mlp universe . . . just doesn't sit right with me.

It sounds less magical that way. Its like saying that Rainbow Dash was always meant to be the fastest flyer, so theres no point in trying to compete with her. So uhm, trying to stay on topic here. My personal hot take is that a pony's cutiemark is symbol of something that they do/ a skill or talent that they have that makes them happy. And whats a more magical and fulfilling destiny than doing something that makes you happy for the rest of your life?

Looping back to Bruce, he didn't get his cutiemark the moment his parents died, but I like to think that he got it sometime later on in the night. After hours of being checked on by the police, getting looked at by the paramedics, and after Alfred took him home. Its 1:40ish in the morning and tiny foal-Bruce is just staring at his bedroom wall feeling numb and dissociated to hell. And sometime after processing everything that night- he just decides that this is the worst thing that has ever happened to him and that he will do anything to make sure that nopony will ever feel the same pain that he has felt. And then-- Ta da!! Cutiemark!! Too bad neither he or Alfred got to experience the excitement when they both saw it the next day :')

(Edit: I didn't know where to put this detail, but Bruce's fake cutiemark is based off of the "Make It Wayne" TV logo from this fanfic here )

-(Second pic) The Bat: This is heavily inspired by Flutterbat, I know theres canonically already a race of bat ponies made from Lunas stunt as Nightmare Moon. But I chose to go through with the Flutterbat route because batponies are a race, and have bat-like features 24/7. In comparison Fluttershy maintains her pegasus appearance by day and transforms into Flutterbat at night (ALSO with there being implications that there are "Triggers" for her transformations in the day too!!) Which adds the "Vampire." right in front of her batpony title.

I might do a lil comparison chart between vampire batponies and regular batponies in the future or something. But for now I'm focusing on my batpony Bruce Wayne headcanons so yea. My point is that I felt like making Bruce a "vampire" batpony would give him a more solid secret identity with also the bonus of a really metal origin story.

Now we all know that the canonical origin story of batman is that a few months after the tragedy of his parents death, Bruce had fallen into a cave? a well? a pit? of bats and triggered a fear of bats since then. Later on he decides to become Batman so he can invoke the fear of bats he once had into the criminals of Gotham. Yadda yadda yadda.

Now canonically, we don't know the exact science on how Fluttershy turned into Flutterbat. What we do know is that at the time, pony magic is not researched enough for Twilight to be aware that Fluttershys "Stare" is her own form of pony magic and that it would interfere with Twilights spell.

Do you see where I'm getting at here? Uhmm don't ask me what exactly happened in the cave, I'm doing this for fun and thinking about it too hard makes me spiral. But uhmm something something- Bruce looked at a bat in the eye and decided to embrace his biggest fear to fuel his cause, and his already traumatized and fucked up pony magic had transformed his body- something something. (Edit: I didn't think about this until now but maybe Fluttershys "Stare" and Bruces "Bat Glare" could be a usage of the same form of magic? Just a thought)

I'll probably come up with a more suitable explanation in the future, but like I said. All of this is just for fun.

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Neil and Andrew are such a badass celebrity couple.

Neil is the fastest striker in Class I Exy, sassy and witty. Andrew is the best goalkeeper in their district - a goalkeeper who literally chooses how many shots to miss, all while pretending he dgaf about the sport-, mysterious and intimidating. Both are really good looking (ik nora said andrew is actually average looking but i don't believe that for a second. he's beautiful in my mind) and both come from the first team to ever beat the first-ranked EAU.

I just know when they were pros and were outed as a couple people made the juiciest ship edits of them.

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Melody Maker, 1st October 1994 Page 54 and Page 55 CONTROL ZONE: HI-TECH LOW DOWN Edited by Tony Horkins

AS salvage jobs go, Oasis' debut, "Definitely Maybe", is an extraordinary achievement. Within days of its release it had waltzed into the history books, becoming the fastest selling independent debut in UK history, with advance orders totaling 100,000. Recorded at a total cost of £75,000 using seven different studios, the album betrays few of the problems that dogged its tortured seven-month gestation. "Recording an album should never have been this difficult," reflects Noel Gallagher. "I was busy telling everyone it was the greatest record ever made but it was sounding like shit."

DECEMBER 17-20, 1993 "Supersonic" recorded and mixed by Dave Scott at the Pink Museum, Liverpool, Mark Coyle producing. The first Oasis single, the track was later re-Eq'd for the album.

Dave Scott: "Anthony from The Real People came down to the studio and asked Noel what he was doing pissing about writing indie shit when Oasis were supposed to be a rock'n'roll band. That's when "Supersonic" was written. Noel just started on the riff and they did it first take with him shouting the chord changes to the band as he went, and rapping lyrics off the top of his head which Liam later sang. That line ' know a girl call Elsa, she's into Alka Seltzer'— that was about my Rotweiller dog that kept farting. She's famous for it. The whole thing took eight hours from start to master. We had a very live set-up — 57s, 414s and 58s on the guitars and loads of level to tape. Noel's guitar sound is mostly room ambience."

Mark Coyle: "They had this f—in' brilliant old custom EMI Neve desk in at the time. It was like the old Abbey Road desk, and the EQ section was amazing — huge knobs, chunky faders and everything but the 1028 EQ section was great."

Noel: "The song just came out of nowhere and I knew it was a f—in' classic single as soon as we'd finished."

JANUARY 8-23, 1994 Monnow Valley Studios, Residential studios, Monmouth. First attempt at recording the album tracks. Producer Dave Bachelor, engineers Dave Scott, Mark Coyle, Anjali Dutt. (Trident TSM 40 desk, Studer 24-track Dolby AM series, JBL monitoring, Urei 1176 Limiters, Trident parametric EQs, AMS and Lexicon PCM 70 reverbs).

Noel: "The problems started almost from the beginning. It wasn't with the band, apart from our drummer, who's Ringo Starr incarnate and can't keep time to save his f—in' life. Dave Bachelor was trying to be clever. We're a rock'n'roll band and he was separating everything out, doing it clean and it was sounding too produced."

Mark Coyle: "It was a simple case of conflicting ideas between producer and band. The band weren't blameless, mind—they were using a lot of unfamiliar gear just cause it was there…amps, preamps, gadgets and guitars that Johnny had lent Noel. It ended up sound like just another indie band doing Oasis songs. Dave just wore everyone down to the point where the band clammed tight shut and the communication wasn't happening. He had everyone set up in their own area, separated and out of eye contact and he lost the feel. After the first week, when it was obvious it wasn't working, we moved everything into a smaller area of the studio and tried again."

Dave Scott: "I knew it wasn't working. Bachelor rubbed 'em up the wrong way and he wasn't spending enough time on the sounds themselves. When Liam dared to suggest that what he was doing sounded crap he freaked out. With what went down that day he was lucky not to have his nose broken by the band.

"The set-up itself wasn't that bad, though. We had a good selection of 57s and 58s on the kit, Noel's WEM Dominator amp sounded f—in' great, which we miked with an AKG 414 close up and then another to capture the room. We also used the Marshall JCM 900, I recall. The bass was Dld and the Ampeg amp was miked with a U47, and that went down really well. Bonehead was using my old Gibson SG, same one he'd used on 'Supersonic', and then his Epiphone semi. Noel was using his Epiphone Les Pauls and a few of Johnny Marr's guitars, including a Flying V which he used on 'Slide Away', I think. Although 'Slide Away' has Dave's name on it on the production credits, I remember him trying to slow it right down. His original version sounded very bombastic, very Pink Floyd, like 'Comfortably Numb'. Noel asked my opinion and I said they should play it at the speed they had when they first wrote it."

24-27 FEBRUARY Olympic Studios, Barnes. First attempted mixdown of the Monnow Valley tracks. Finished mixes included "Bring It On Down". Sessions abandoned after four days.

Mark: "The sound was piss weak at the mix. The guitars in particular had all the life squashed out of them. When we'd done monitor mixes at Monnow, Dave was saying we could fix it all in the mix and I think we all knew it was a more fundamental problem than that."

Noel: "I was arsed. I knew it wasn't right but I was that fed up with it all I'd begun not to care. I know that a song never comes out on tape the way it sounds in your head, but these mixes were so wide of the mark it was a f—in' joke. The demos were better."

Marcus Russell: "I listened to the mixes and it was sonically weak, like it was recorded 40,000 leagues under the sea. Dave Bachelor had neutered the band. 'Bring It On Down', the first mix, was almost bled to death. I said to Alan McGee (Creation records boss), 'F—, we've got problems.' He agreed, so did Noel and on the 27 February we abandoned the mix and went back to record the tracks again at Sawmills. Mark was perfect for the production, because he knew the band and their music from being their live engineer for so long."

Noel: "The only track that survived from the Monnow sessions was 'Slide Away', and that's because the performance was that special we knew we couldn't better it. Our Kid's vocals were never going to happen that way again."

23 FEB-4 MARCH Sawmills Studios Cornwall. (Trident Custom 80B with fader automation, Otari MTR 90 24-track AMs DMX, Yamaha Rev 1, Lexicon 480L PCM 70, Fairchild compression, Urei 176, Trident parametric EQs).

Mark: "Because I was their live engineer I knew we had to 'capture' this band rather than produce them."

Noel: "Talk about being isolated! sawmills is miles from f—in' anywhere — you had to get there by boat when the tide was in. We needed to get away from Manchester, London or Liverpool because of the distractions. We had all the tracks done and overdubbed inside 10 days, just whacked through them every day until we had the right takes."

Mark: "They had this amazing Trident console in there, an old series 80B (54-24-24) that had just the best EQ section ever, a load of those old Fairchild valve compressors and Neve limiters, and it just seemed to have a better vibe to it. My approach was to just set them up like they are when they rehearse or play live, where they can see each other, get that vibe going between them and power up."

Noel: "It was f—in' loud in there, no one had headphones on, we just blasted it out. I still have the ringing in my ears."

Mark: "There was total bleed from tracks and you got guitar on the drum mics and drums on everything, but who the f— cares? I'm a fan of that approach, the big fat analogue sound they used to get on Small Faces or Beatles records. Most stuff went to tape with plenty of level with a little EQ on the drums but essentially flat."

Noel: "Once the rhythm tracks were sorted I overdubbed all the guitar parts ane had a laff. We just put loads on there cause the ideas just kept coming."

7-8, 11-13, 16-22, 24-25 MARCH First mixdown of Sawmills sessions at Eden studios, London. Mark Coyle producing, Anjali Dutt engineering, Simon Wall assisting (SSL 4060E with G series Onboard, Total Recall, Studer A 800 24-track with Dolby 361s. Monitoring Quested 2X15s, AR18s, Yamaha NS10s and Auratones. Lexicon 480L, AMS RMX 16 Reverbs, Urei limiters, Drawmer gates and 1960 Valve compression). Mark: "I don't like SSLs much, I prefer a group of people around the faders working the desk and the sound of a good warm EQ section. SSLs make everything sound a bit weedy cause you lose quite a bit of signal in the EQ stage. The reason we went there was because Anjali [Dutt] knew it and had her favorite EQ with her from Battery studios."

Despite the quality of the performances Mark Coyle had captured at The Sawmills, The Eden mixes still proved unsatisfactory.

Marcus Russell: "Some of the vocals were a little shaky but I knew the performances were essentially there, they just needed sorting out. That's where Owen Morris came in. I knew him from his work with Johnny [Marr] and Electronic, and if anyone could sort it out he could.

Twenty-six-year-old freelance producer/engineer Morris is credited as the man who turned things around. His mixes of the Sawmill sessions make up the majority of the album. They include "Rock'n'roll Star", "Cigarettes & Alcohol", "Shakermaker", "Live Forever", "Up In The Sky", "Columbia", "Bring It On Down", "Sad Song", "Digsy's Dinner" and the remix of the original "Slide Away".

17-18 APRIL Out Of The Blue studios Manchester (TAC Magnum desk with Otari 24 track.) "Shakermaker" original Mark Coyle demo recording and "Cigarettes & Alcohol".

Mark: "'Shakermaker' is the original demo tarted up. It had such a brilliant feel we couldn't think about doing it again. No gate and none of this limiting bollocks on there, just maximum sound to tape."

23-24 APRIL Mixes of "Rock'n'roll Star" and "Columbia" by Owen Morris at Loco studios Wales.

2-3 MAY Final weekend of mix of the album's remaining tracks at Matrix, London. Owen Morris producing/engineering. Marcus Russell spiritual guidance and booze monitor.

Noel: "There comes a point where you just have to trust people. We were off on tour, rehearsing and the whole thing in the press was just going mental."

Owen Morris: "I just finished it all off really. I'd heard some of the monitor mixes of Monnow Valley stuff and it's best described as pretty strange. The Sawmills mixes were every odd too, still trying to be too clever. Things were gated and tidied up. It was very un-Oasis. I mixed 'Rock'n'roll Star' and Columbia one weekend, got Liam in to re-do the vocals and they loved it. We mixed the rest of the album in four days at Matrix!

"The biggest problem was the guitars. Noel would fill 10 tracks with stuff all the way through. If you put all the faders up it was a real mess. But by this time the band were that fed up they couldn't be arsed about which one to use, so I acted as producer and did it myself. I just got stoned and worked on arrangements. As you can tell from the album I go for the old Shel Talmy technique and compress the f— out of everything. The most obvious example of that is 'Columbia'. I put tape delays on the kits with a kind of Phil Spector or a Tony Visconti sound in mind. He had a great way of placing sounds, especially guitars. I ripped him off as much as I could, especially on Columbia.

"The actual set-up was pretty much the same for each track. In Loco there was an Amek Mozart and I hired in an Excel compressor and Mini Moog, which we used as a crude filter circuit. It takes off all the top so you just end up with a really fat bass sound. I used an A3 for a Leslie effect and a Lexicon to pitch change and basically shit-loads of compression on everything. The only real effects are imaging programs, stereo shifters and stuff to spread the guitars out. I ended up using a DSP 4000 on the vocals, and it sounded f—in' amazing. Myself and Liam actually took a weekend to re-do the vocals on five tracks—'Cigarettes & Alcohol', 'Bring It On Down', 'Up In The Sky' and a couple of others, using an old pencil-thin AKG that was apparently used on 'Sergeant Pepper'. That mic was perfect because it had natural compression. His voice went flat to tape through the DBX 160. On Liam's voice I put a little bit of anything that happened to be hanging about. There was very little EQing, though, except when I used the DSP 4000, because the anti-glitch program dulls the sound.

"The only real problems I had with the actual performances was the groove on the drums. The drumming was okay—he kind of starts then stops at the end of the song, but sometimes it lacked groove and he hasn't got a great sounding drumkit. I used a lot of subliminal tape delays on a Revox, eighth delays to create movement. As for Bonehead's rhythm tracks, he was brilliant on every single one! Unbelievably tight and solid to the point where you didn't worry about his stuff at all."

"'Cigarettes & Alcohol' was the last mix I did. I confess, I was that drunk and stoned at the end I just put the tape on and stuck the faders up, hence all the noise."

22 JUNE "Sad Song", the bonus track on the vinyl, recorded and mixed at The Windings, Wrexham by Owen Morris.

Noel: "When the vinyl cut of the album was done the grooves were so close, because of the album's length, that it didn't sound powerful enough. In the end we put it out as two 12 inches and we recorded an extra track to fill it up. I demoed the song live on a Radio 1 session then went into the studio the next day and banged it inside two hours using my Epiphone acoustics (Dreadnought 6 and 12-strings). It's my voice on there—Our Kid could never sing a song like that." (The mics used were an AKG 414 on the guitars with a B&K P48 on the room ambience, and a Neumann U87 on vocals. The desk was an Amek Mozart, the reverb was a medium room reflection on a Lexicon PCM 70).

Finally, although the exact date is lost forever in the foggy recesses of Mark Coyle and Noel Gallagher's collective consciousness, we do know the final track on the CD version of the album, the poignant acoustic number "Married With Children" was recorded in Mark Coyle's living room on a Fostex eight-track. Noel played his Epiphone acoustic, and the album was finished. . .

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2:45 PM - Egg Quarters

Reiker: Huff... Huff... Good aftern-

Eggman: Strait! It's about time you got here. Let’s get down to business before we waste any more time.

Reiker: ... What, no "hi"?

Eggman: Correct me if I'm wrong, but I remember a certain black-feathered lawyer complaining that our last talk left him no time to "speak with his client" or "review evidence", so I'm cutting corners. Just for you, by the way.

Reiker: (This is gonna be a long, long employment…)

Reiker: So, what's this case I'm taking on?

Eggman: [Sigh...] So I assume you've heard the news about our local Extreme Gear racer, Radika Bodacious.

Reiker: Yeah… Kind of hard not to. That "breaking news" jingle was loud.

Eggman: Yes, well… We've apprehended a suspect, and they're calling for a public attorney. They're currently waiting in one of the holding cells.

Eggman: Perhaps you two will get along well. Birds of a feather, and all that.

Reiker: Please tell me the trial doesn't start in 20 minutes…

Eggman: No, no, it's far too late for that. I prefer to keep court sessions limited to a single day, if I can.

Eggman: Besides, this case is a big deal for the city. My relationship with the Extreme Gear International League is one of the few things keeping me from being labelled as an imminent threat by most countries. Accelovice is going to be furious to hear I’m already having issues like these. They may kick me from the League just for that…

Reiker: Accelovice? Didn't you start that company, like… A decade ago?

Eggman: Finally, some acknowledgement!

Eggman: Yes, I was the founder of Accelovice. It was one of my less evil achievements, but I unfortunately had ownership of the organization stripped from me shortly after I unearthed the Babylon Gardens.

Eggman: I have to admit it was a lot of fun, though, and I missed it, so I decided to create a similar one under a pseudonym. It was sort of a way to show that I didn't have purely sinister intentions. All I wanted was to build a perfect racer before I was wrongfully booted out!

Reiker: (Babylon Gardens? Perfect Racer? This story is getting weird fast...)

Eggman: After I made Extreme Gear racing the popular sport it is today, the current owners of Accelovice had the nerve to make their own league! They put down some extremely specific certifications to make sure everything was “fair” and "safe", which just so happened to mean that I couldn’t compete, and where's the excitement in that!?

Reiker: Right… And Radika?

Eggman: Who? Oh, yes… I ended up holding auditions for a spot on Sunnyside's official team, and Radika was the fastest qualifying racer! I was originally only allowed one representative, but with how well she was doing, Accelovice was considering giving us a full team of five! Now we'll be lucky if we're in the next season at all…

Reiker: (Seems like he's just gonna keep lamenting about this competition… On one hand, I should probably go speak with my client and make use of the time I have, but on the other, it could be useful to pick Eggman's brain about details of the case…)

Reiker: (Man, thinking about it, this case is a lot more open-ended than last time! I should probably remind myself of the different paths I could take!)

Reiker: (Just like the previous case, I can Talk to whoever is present with me about any topic, or I could Present a piece of evidence in my Court Record to ask them questions, get an opinion, or gauge their reaction.)

Reiker: (I can also Investigate the surrounding area! If something looks out of the ordinary, I should take a closer look. I could even ask someone nearby if they know anything about it!)

Eggman: STRAIT! ARE YOU LISTENING AT ALL!?

Reiker: Y-yes, sir! Loud and clear!

Eggman: Good. Now, do you have any questions for me, or is your ever-inquisitive mind satisfied with what I gave you?

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I'll cut these lil post-scene edits shorter this time, but welcome back to Eggs Attorney! Just like last time, we will take any Reiker Actions through Replies, Reblogs, Asks, or similar!

[landoscaring]

landoscar fic masterlist

my amazing takes have garnered me a few new followers, so i thought i'd create a bit of a masterlist for the fics i've written for these two maniacs that perhaps you'd like to read, if you're so inclined (if not, that's okay! you can keep enjoying my frankly incredible takes, will buxton i am COMING for you in the cleanest of ways).

Edit: this started out small with just a few fics but now it's quite big, so, read below:

greet me with goodbye (completed, 3/3) (memory loss fic) (E)

Oscar is more than used to speed, for obvious reasons.

Speed has been a constant in his life, even as a child. His mom, embarrassingly, likes to tell people that as a kid he’d pretend to act like a car, revving up and down his house like a madman. He remembers his first karting competition, the confidence that flowed through his veins and the adrenaline of thinking he was the fastest 10-year-old to ever exist. He’s still confident, he has to be, in order to make it in this sport, but he’s had years to refine his technique, understand his car, and finesse his driving so he can achieve the speed he needs to win a race. His speed on track has earned him a spot in the most exclusive grid on the planet, a process that was fast-tracked itself when he made the move to McLaren, shocking the motorsport world as he did.

And yet.

a landoscar soundtrack (series) (4 parts/?)

we might as well be strangers (3/3) (what you need to know: oscar-moves-to-a-different-team-and-lando-has-feelings fic) (E)

Lando really should’ve known better than to get attached.

Scratch that.

He should’ve known better than to fall in love with a teammate. Again.

maps (1/1) (what you need to know: oscar is one jealous dude and has a lot of thoughts about it) (M)

Oscar’s never really thought of himself as a jealous person. His mom jokes that he’d been a pretty chill baby, and that even when his younger sisters came along, he never really fought for his parents’ attention, which at first worried his parents, afraid that he’d simply been building on his rage and would throw a fit eventually. But no, not really, Oscar had just been content with being there, watching the world around him with wide, observant eyes. So long as they let him read his car magazines and zoom around his house pretending to be a Ferrari, he was fine with having his younger sisters around.

only to live in your memories (1/1) (what you need to know: oscar yearns, lando flirts, it all comes crashing down at danny ric's wedding) (E)

“I think Ozzy here is not telling us something, mate,” George conspires, and Alex hiccups through a laugh before he stands, wobbly, and walks closer to where Oscar’s standing.

“Out with it, you rascal,” says Alex, hand aiming for Oscar’s shoulder but landing somewhere on his collarbone instead.

Oscar can’t help laughing at the ridiculous display in front of him and decides to simply accept his fate and tell them, as good-naturedly as he can: “Pretty sure he’s somewhere around here hooking up with Daniel’s sister.”

He’d thought his pals’ reactions would range from vulgar remarks to crude gestures, jokes at Daniel’s expense, that sort of thing. Instead, his announcement is met with drunk pity. They both look like they kicked a puppy, and the puppy is Oscar.

This is precisely why he’d been pretending to be drunk. So that they could maintain the guise of not remembering the next day and doing it all over again at the next wedding.

kisses (5/?) (what you need to know: post-race fics to heal or destroy, there is no in-between) (E)

chapter 1: zandvoort ('24)

chapter 2: monza ('24)

chapter 3: austin ('24)

chapter 4: mexico ('24)

chapter 5: melbourne ('25)

never break the chain (4/5) (what you need to know: lando and oscar hate each other because of a racing incident when they were kids! but then they're teammates! oh no!) (E)

Zac looks at Lando, then at Oscar, and then back at Lando. “You need to sort this out, stat. I’m not having this –”

“What are you going on about? We’re golden, Oscar and I,” Lando bristles. “Practically besties, aren’t we, Osco?”

Lando knows using his old nickname for Oscar is a low blow, if his expression is anything to go by. But whatever. He’s fed up with this, and he wants Oscar as far away from him as possible, so if it hurts him, good.

Zac is turning red, and his mouth is opening, surely to remind Lando of his place, but Oscar beats him to it. He stands, inclines his head politely in Zac’s direction, and steps directly in front of Lando’s chair. His jaw is set, eyes cold. Lando has never seen him angry, had thought him incapable of it.

“I wasn’t expecting much, but I definitely thought you’d at least grown the fuck up,” he sneers. “Clearly, I was wrong. And for the record, you crashed into me. Thank you, Zac, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

secret's a blinking light (1/1) (what you need to know: fake marriage! oh no! lando needs to stay in australia what will oscar do!) (M)

So, he thinks he surprises himself and his sister Hattie and every single person he’s ever interacted with when he says, “I’ll marry you” to Lando Norris one Thursday afternoon in late May.

(He can blame it on George’s and Alex’s pestering, that.)

Lando seems surprised, too, but he recovers quickly.

como te vas (1/1) (what you need to know: lando eats oscar's choco bunny. oscar is looking for it. chaos ensues) (T)

Oscar, who’s pacing around the room with a confused expression adorning his face. His gorgeous, kissable face. Lando quickly forgets about the stupid fucking game and instead starts to plan his attack. He could launch himself from here, probably. Oscar would catch him. Or. Well. He could also fall flat on his face, and everyone knows that’s like, 78% of his whole charm or whatever. Anyway.

He calculates. Closes one eye. Turns his head sideways. Oscar’s still pacing the room, rummaging through the discarded clothing on the floor; the mess on his bedside table.

Lando rolls his eyes.

“Something missing?”

new romance (ilysfm) (3/3) (what you need to know: oh no they get accidentally married in vegas! but then they talk about it! it's cool!) (E)

There’s a beat of silence, and Lando just has to know, he needs to know, so he asks: “Do you remember anything?”

Oscar shakes his head slowly. He lifts a hand, then starts enumerating: “I remember the podium, debrief, hotel, taxi, club, Max, some horrible dancing, tequila –”

“That’s what I—,” Lando starts to say, relieved and disappointed at the same time, and then there’s a glint of something on Oscar’s hand, and instead he says, “fucking hell, what the fuck.”

Oscar splutters, his eyes darting around the room and across Lando’s body quickly in search of damage. “Wha—?”

“We’re both wearing rings,” and Lando’s head is spinning, but something tells him he’s right. “We’re in Vegas. We’re both wearing rings in Vegas, Oscar.”

i just want you for my own (1/4) (what you need to know: secret-santa-exchange-at -the-office landoscar! they are secretly in love! santa fixes it!) (M)

Los Boyos

Today

Georgie (affectionate) [12:03 PM]:

Hohoho, mateys.

Albonito [12:04 PM]:

? good afternoon?

Albonito [12:06 PM]:

…well go on george don’t leave us hanging mate

Georgie (affectionate) [12:07 PM]:

Apologies. Ocon needed some help with the printer.

Georgie (affectionate) [12:08 PM]:

just overheard lewis and seb in the lounge room. apparently nando wants the whole floor to partake in a secret santa exchange. details to come.

Lando [12:09 PM]:

mint. is that the one were you steal peoples gifts i love that game

december '24 (or, a landoscar fever dream) (series, 4 parts)

you know how to ball (i know aristotle) (1/1) (what you need to know: post wcc 2024, landoscar finally do something about it) (E).

Oscar tries not to stare at Lando as he moves through the crowd, at the graceful sway of his hips, the delicate set of his shoulders. He sees how he places his hands over people’s backs, shoulders, arms, head tipped back in delight, lips stretched thin in a smile that radiates self-assuredness and confidence. A finally. Someone reaches over to adjust Oscar’s cap and he grins in their direction, hoping they can’t see where his eyes had been. Andrea catches his eye on the way down, though, and there’s a glint there that lets Oscar know he’s been caught on. He laughs, shrugs one shoulder. Andrea rolls his eyes, but the smile on his face never falters.

it's night time (time to play) (1/1) (what you need to know: fia gala + plus one allegations +strip poker +mile high club) (E).

Oscar almost forgets about the whole thing until Lando messages him three days later, asking him what he’s up to.

Not much, mate, I think I’m still hungover.

lmao lightwait. did you think about my offer

What offer?

to come to ruanda with me

Oh. Right. So he hadn’t imagined that whole exchange.

Not sure I’m what they mean when they say you can have a plus one, Lando.

wdym? your my mate

and you won the thing to like

plus ill be so bored osc come on

in your eyes (i see and feel it all) (1/1) (what you need to know: galex conspires to gift landoscar a padel date) (T)

Friends, Lando thinks, are overrated.

His certainly are, anyway.

Specifically, those who think they’re being coy by setting him up on a padel date with his teammate. Whom they know he’s been in love with for the better part of the year. And who remains painfully clueless about the whole thing.

He’d approached him, at the end of the season, holding up his padel coupons from Alex with a hopeful, knowing glint in his eye. The news of their conspicuously identical secret santa gifts had traveled fast across the paddock. Max had laughed, loudly, and clapped a hand over Lando’s shoulder in what Lando thinks was his idea of commiseration. Maybe, Oscar had said, floppy brown hair blowing gently back in the Qatari air, once it’s warm back at home, we could…and Lando had nodded before he’d even finished the sentence.

He regrets that moment, thoroughly and completely.

there's a hole in you and me (that pulls us together) (1/1) (what you need to know: lando says oscar's name on stream) (M)

He listens to Max ramble on and complain about the lag, and soon enough they’re playing. Lando ignores the chat and focuses on the mission. But then the guy next to him, his partner, takes a wrong turn and Lando says, without thinking, “On the right, Osca—Connor, on the right.”

And yeah, he knows how that’s going to go. Max is quiet, but he sees him subtly shake his head at him. Lando double checks that he’s not needed and turns around to find Oscar looking at him from the bed, mouth quirked up.

“Did you just –”

Lando nods, sheepish. It’s not like they’re a complete secret, even. They haven’t exactly been quiet about it. Their friends know, and the team, too. But –yeah, it’s not public-public, yet.

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Alex Bollinger at LGBTQ Nation:

Paula White, the televangelist who was appointed head of the White House Faith Office in the current administration, has a message for women: you must “submit” to men. She was speaking in an interview on the rightwing channel Real America’s Voice when she told host Steve Gruber that she thinks it’s “exciting” that “men are the fastest returning to the church” after Gruber asked if the current president is leading people back to Christianity. “They are becoming the bedrock, which is how God designed…” she continued before Gruber interrupted. “But real men!” Gruber said, shaking his fist. “Men that stand up for their wives, for their families, for their churches, for their communities…” “Because God has an order,” she said. “Look, the head of my household is my husband, Jonathan Cain. Period.” “We have a loving, amazing relationship. But if there’s ever a time that a decision has to be made and we don’t agree on something, he’s the head,” she said. “It’s not hard to submit.”

“People were like, ‘Well, how could you have pastored or how could you have done this and stuff?'” she continued, alluding to how she’s a woman with a job as a televangelist telling women that they shouldn’t have that same authority over men. “By default, because two men failed and I was sent under spiritual authority to carry a load, which is very hard.” “I’m an evangelist,” she said. “I’m an evangelist, a Bible teacher, and I’m an evangelist.” She said that she is working for the president, who she claims has “been in ministry for 40 years and understands it.”

See Also:

HuffPost: White House Faith Office Leader Paula White Says 'It’s Not Hard' For Wives To 'Submit' To Husbands

The Daily Beast: Trump’s Faith Adviser Says Women Should ‘Submit’ to Men in Bonkers Rant

Raw Story: 'God has an order': Head of Trump's faith office says women must 'submit' to men

MAGA cheerleader and “pastor” Paula White told Real America’s Voice host Steve Gruber on Wednesday’s edition of America’s Voice Live that woman should submit to their husbands. This kind of message is harmful to women.

From the 04.23.2025 edition of Real America's Voice's America's Voice Live:

[accio-victuuri]

(13) Fake Rumors - from the vault

I have been going through some old rumors from the fake house & decided to share some. whether these may be new to you or not, but i hope you still enjoy them as much as I did looking back. I feel like in the fandom, we’ve only ever been active when it comes to lrlg and the 49 fakes. the rest of the information that fall in between aren’t as talked about or depends on the topic. as with all other bjyx material, i want a place to store some parts of it. 🤍

these are sort of random, the ones that I had saved and found again. treat it all as fiction.

( someone please make an AU fic or edit for this xz and wyb. there is a story here. look at them. 😍😍😍 )

i have traveled a long way, you have dreamed a long time. many lonely nights drift like fallen leaves but it always finds a way….🍃🍂

(1) this one was posted for the new year 🎉

XZ: Get me a courier later

🧔‍♂️:Okay

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🧔‍♂️:What is it? It’s so light

XZ: made-up parts, Legos.

*XZ talking to a staff so he can send out some lego parts. I think it’s light because what he is sending are “parts” that WYB is missing and he found them for him. I truly like the idea of XZ spoiling WYB when it comes to his hobbies and him being invested in it too even if he isn’t necessarily a fan too. true love! and well, reminded me of the rumored lego set gift during the early days of cql filming.

(2) have you eaten?

About the backstage live broadcast of a recent event on the same stage

WYB:Have you eaten yet?

XZ: *shakes head*

WYB: Come have dinner with me later

XZ: Who else? (Looking over it, I don’t know what I’m looking for)

WYB: Stop looking for it. I’ll send it to you next time.

Supplement: Teacher W watched Teacher X take off his makeup before leaving together.

*The usual WYB making sure that XZ eats and him waiting for his gege so they can eat with each other. Even after the CQL filming, as long as they are at the same event they will try and be together. Tho instances of that have been so rare to 0 nowadays because of the amount of eyes on them.

(3) the forbidden book lol

The crew's study period

WYB: Where is the erotic book? I want to read it.

XZ: Suddenly got up and left.

*This is one of my faves even if it’s so short! Library Pavilion behind the scenes & rumors is the gift that keeps on giving. I wouldn’t put it pass WYB to troll ZZ with this.

Here’s a GIF for you to bring you back to that time🤍

(4) call me maybe? 📱

There was a period last year where everyone had to learn rap, usually🐂 learned the fastest but he was absent-minded that time🐂 was looking at us eating delicious food while resting, it seems that he is thinking his rap, he seemed to be even more tired. At this time, staff handed over the phone and he left immediately to pick it up.

He called him, and when he came back he didn't have any special expression, but he felt refreshed. 

(5) praising

WYB: I really like to be praised by everyone and feel "wow" from everyone, so every time Da Zhen's family praises me crazily, I will secretly write it down and send it to him.

XZ: I am also a part-time praise captain. Every time I praise,None of them are the same.He can often keep up with the facts.

WYB: I don’t understand a lot of Internet slang.

XZ: I always hurt him by saying, "No, you don't even know this joke, so WYB doesn't go online?" Just. very good. Laughing, every time I feel hurt, I secretly say "He is better than me. I'm young, I know everything." What kind of tone is this? One time during a video, XZ sang "Darling, come and save me." Seeing WYB's ears slowly become red and coughed. Who can tell me what’s going on with these lyrics?

(6) baking shenanigans

The puff pastry made by XZ is very delicious, WYB will also work with XZ to help when he has time. He’s busy getting started, and they will also do some weird things. If there is a strange taste, try it with the people around you.

Once WYB squeezed minced garlic into the pastry and mixed chili powder, but forgot to mark it, XZ ate it, pinched the back of the neck and squeezed the flesh of the face "Teacher Trained WYB”

*IM CACKLING AT THIS OMG WYB 😂😂😂 what flavor of pastry is that????

(7) another one about eating

Aling period

WYB: Why are you back?

XZ: Come back for dinner, there will be a show in the afternoon

WYB: Aren’t you going to eat with your friends?

XZ: I didn’t agree when someone wanted to invite me, it was too stupid.

WYB: xls It’s so difficult to eat normally today

XZ: You haven’t eaten it, have you?

WYB: Nope. I just thought you were back.

(8) checking the weather

XZ: “The weather doesn’t look like it’s going to rain...(Look 📱)

👤: "It should be sunny..."

XZ: “I just saw📱the weather forecast showed it’s going to rain soon.

👤: How is that possible? It’s obviously sunny. "(春📱)

XZ: "Huh?" (👤♥Two people facing each other📱)

XZ: Overcast to light rain to moderate rain.

👤: What you are looking at is the weather

XZ: Oh my God, so embarrassing...

XZ forgot to switch cities. no one will know the city WYB was in that day if I don’t tell you.

*This one hits different cause for this rumor, they are in different cities but in the same country. Lately, there are times that they are in diff countries so do they look at the weather their too? 🥹🥹🥹

I can’t relate to their obsession with the weather, but if that gives them a sense of connection to each other then it’s fine.

(9) raining

💚Supplement: It’s when the temperature gradually rises. At that time, it rained in June.

💚Holding an umbrella💚❤️talking all the way

❤️Start standing on the right side of 💚

💚Hold the umbrella and tilt it in the direction of ❤️

❤️Thick clothes💚Left half of light-colored thin clothes

The edges are wet and very transparent.

❤️Just keep pushing the umbrella in the direction of 💚

I wanted to block 💚 a little more, but found it was fine.

After seeing the effect, I found an opportunity to move it to the left side of 💚

Then 💚 the right half also got wet

Both centered and symmetrical….…..

(10) them and their parents.

Regarding their parents, I currently know the older one’s mom and dad can also surf the internet, and talk about about their CP and their impression of WYB is good. But his mother actually really wants to have a grandchild. His father is very indifferent when the older one comes home. I'm sure his mother won't be able to bear it. She asked him bluntly, the older ones always focus on work to fool her in the past. In July this year not only did he tell the truth to his family but took the younger one back with him.

It’s time for dinner at home, and the younger one is very nervous. He is afraid that the family will think he is not good enough. He bought a lot of things and piled them up for backup. He sprayed perfume and dressed properly and pretended. The older one made him want to laugh when he looks at him, just fool around. The younger one calls him a big bastard.

The mother on the table was holding jianguo and said she could only count on her to give birth to a litter of grandsons.

* I know that talk about their parents is sensitive and would always lead to more discussion, but again, treat this as fiction. and tbh, who could resist WYB as a son in law??? It I had a son and he brings home WYB as a boyfriend I will be very happy. I also feel soft that XZ is trying to tease and make WYB laugh.

(11)

What happened last year

WYB: Is it delicious?

XZ: (nodding while eating) Yeah, it’s quite delicious.

WYB: What about others?

XZ: Wait a minute...Wow, I just ate that, this one has no taste.

WYB: Is it too spicy?

XZ: It’s okay, but my tongue is numb and I can’t taste other flavors.

WYB: Wait a minute, drink some water. Is it really that spicy?

XZ: Try it yourself. You didn't keep it for yourself? Wasn't it sent from you?

WYB: I didn't take it apart. Bring it to me.

Then XZ really ate so much that he left two packets and took them back to WYB.

(You send it to me and I will bring it back to you. What kind of trick is this?)

What happened this year

XZ: It’s been too cold these two days.

👤: Southern kids.

XZ: :Then northerners also feel cold. Cold is cold.

(Okay, I know you have northerners in your family, next one)

👤When teasing XZ and WYB, XZ’s response was, “Hahaha” and send out red envelopes. As expected of Boss XZ.

I saw other people's submissions and came to do some post-sale service. I heard that XZ sang to put WYB to sleep. I know that there is indeed mmxhn, and there is a six-character song related to snow. (There are probably others somewhere that I don’t know about)

(12) like a fairy

XXX was wearing Iwj's white clothes for the first time

XX: Fairy, descended to earth to overcome the tribulation

XXX: Isn’t fairy a dog? You have so much information but no good words.

XX: Compliment you for being good-looking and handsome.wls, wow, so handsome!

XXX: xls looks better than me, our xls is so beautiful, ancestor of Yiling

XX: Stop, stop, it’s so shameful

*My favorite kind of rumor is when WYB goes gremlin on XZ! 😂😂😂😂

(13) cravings

WYB has been craving for "cai cai rice" recently, XZ told him many times that spring is not so good to have wild vegetables, even if they are cooked. WYB said he doesn’t care about wild vegetables he just wants to eat the vegetable rice cooked by XZ, but I don’t have that. It smells good, I just want to eat it.

In the end, he still didn’t get the cabbage meal, but freshly baked dumplings. WYB got a bargain and acted nice, he was acting coquettishly while eating.

* Oh to be WYB and have someone like XZ cook for youuuu 😍😍😍😍

-END.

P.S : this ye mi and xiao zhan AU pairing is living in my mind rent free. 🥵🥵🥵

[miss-4clover]

J.K Rowling is a horrible person

Joanne Rowling, born 1965, is the author of the best selling book series in history, ever, which is Harry Potter. The Deathly Hallows, the last book, is the fastest-selling fiction book in history, and sold 8.3 million copies in the first 24 hours or 96 books per second. The Philosophers Stone however, was only printed 500 times in the first edition. The series has been translated into over 80 different languages. 18% of all people in the US have read all of the Harry Potter books. 61% of Americans have seen at least one of the movies. This achievement, of course, has made her incredibly famous, with over 14.2 million followers on Twitter (or X, I don’t really care). So what does she use this huge influence for? Unfortunately, not a lot of good. There is of course her charities, Comic Relief and Lumos, but in my opinion she has enough money and giving it to charity isn’t really a huge effort. (I would also like to add that donated money is exempt from taxes.) In the past few years, she has been tweeting things that are quite clearly transphobic. She denies this of course, but it’s clear that that is her opinion and that she won't change it. For example, in august last year, she posted a photo from a boxing fight, in which trans woman Imane Khelif had won. She insisted that “he” was a man who should not be allowed to compete in women’s sports, as “he” would have an advantage. Khelif later sued her and several other people, like Elon Musk, for cyberbullying her. A few months later, she posted that “millions of women in the U.K. and across the developed world are extremely angry about men in women's sport, men in women's jails, and the erosion of single-sex spaces.” She also lashed out at “leftist activists” who “jeer and sneer at erstwhile female allies for the crime of believing biological sex is real and matters.” A few months ago, she turned on trans children instead. She stated that there “are no trans kids” and that no child is “born in the wrong body,”. Many actors in the Harry Potter movies have apologized to the public about her comments, and say that trans women are women. These include Bonnie Wright (Ginny Weasley), Emma Watson (Hermione Granger), and Evanna Lynch (Luna Lovegood). Daniel Radcliffe (Harry Potter), also said he was "deeply sorry" to those who "feel that their experience of the books has been tarnished or diminished" because of things she has said. The International Quidditch Association (as in the real sport, not the fictional one) has officially changed the name of the sport to “Quadball”, partly to distance themselves from the author. “Heartstopper” actor Sebastian Croft (Ben Hope) apologized on Twitter after it was announced that he voiced a character in the video game Hogwarts Legacy. “I was cast in this project over 3 years ago, back when all Harry Potter was to me, was the magical world I grew up with,” he said. Recently, on asexual awareness day, she also tweeted the following: “Happy International Fake Oppression Day to everyone who wants complete strangers to know they don't fancy a shag.” Which is of course inaccurate and very insulting. As a huge potterhead, I am severely disappointed in J.K. Rowling. Her books taught me English and kept me company for years. Through them I have been introduced to many new friends. When I was younger, my biggest dream was to receive a fan mail response from her. Now, I hesitate every time I want to buy merch, knowing that she will get money for it. Very disappointed.

also yay! My first post on this blog. Really sets the mood!

[stevielikesfoxes]

My favouritest edit ive ever made

The composition over this scene makes me so sad, the rise and fall of the melody throughout the song pulls my heart strings and it’s called, ‘buying the space farm’ which is just the saddness cherry on top in my book.☹️|| Im pretty sure this is the fastest ive ever made an edit i gotta say not to shabby.🤓

[mot-hesbian]

I'm back on my Lily bs, especially with my headcanons

Ttpd is so Lily, Blair, and Jenny coded (some Serena but I feel like she's Evernights in a way I can't explain)

Here is my list from The Anthology

Fortnight- it's Dair, I have literally nothing else to say

The Tortured Poets Department- this is either post breakup derena or maybe dair

My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys: controversial take: this isn't 🪑. The vibes are wrong, it's Lily and William during their marriage (if you've read my fics you know what I mean by that. I have many feelings about them.)

Down Bad: Rufly??? Dair??? Serenate vibes??? 🪑???? Jagnes??? Who knows? It fits them all so well

So Long, London: it's 🪑. That's it. She tried so hard to hold on but he kept drifting away.

"You say I abandoned the ship, but I was going down with it, my white knuckle dying grip holding onto your quiet resentment. And my friends say it isn't right to be scared, everyday of a live affair, every breath feels like rarest air, and you're not sure if he wants to be there"

"You sacrificed us to the gods of your bluest days"

"you swore that you loved me, but where were the clues? I died on the alter waiting for the proof"

But Daddy I Love Him: Rufly, pure and simple.

"I'm running with my dress unbuttoned, screaming but Daddy I love him"

"I'll tell you something right now, I'd rather burn my whole life down than listen to I've more second of all this bitching and moaning"

"I'll tell you something about my good name, it's mine alone to disgrace"

"there's a lot of people in town that I bestow upon my fastest smile, scandal does funny things to pride but brings Lovers closer"

"now I'm dancing in my dress in the sun... I'm his lady, and oh my God you should see your faces. Time, doesn't it give some perspective? And no, you can't come to the wedding."

Fresh Out The Slammer: the 🪑 and Louis to Dair pipeline. She knows who her first call will be to. And so do we.

Florida: I saw someone say this song is Ivy and Lola, and yeah, that's them if they had a decent storyline. Also, Jagnes. Jenny and Lily. Serena. Blair would never go near Florida outside of spring break.

Guilty As Sin?: I saw an edit of Rufly to this song and now all I can think of when I listen to it is them is season 1 (pre hook up) and season 2 (pre relationship). Lily and Serena's talk in season 1, the Thanksgiving episodes, the winter dance episode, the whole PI bs, everything with Allison tbh

"what if he's written "mine" on my upper thigh, only in my mind"

"without ever touching his skin, how can I be guilty as sin?"

Who's Afraid Of Little Old Me?: It's Jenny.

"I am what I am cuz you trained me"

"you caged me then called me crazy" "I'm always drunk on my own tears, isn't that what they all said?"

"I was tame, I was gentle til the circus life made me mean, don't you worry folks, we took out all her teeth"

"I leap from the gallows and I levitate down your street, crash your party like a record scratch as I shriek "who's afraid of little old me?" You should be"

"At all costs keep your good name" "Is it a wonder I broke? Let's hear one more joke"

I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can): 🪑

"the smoke cloud billowed out his mouth like a freight train through a small town. The jokes he told across the bar were revolting and far too loud."

"Your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger, I can fix him. No, really, I can. And only I can."

Loml: Season 1 and 2 Derena

I Can Do It With A Broken Heart: Lily, Jenny, Blair, and a hint of Serena.

"All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting "more". I was grinning like I'm winning, I was hitting my marks, cuz I can do it with a broken heart."

"Cuz I'm a real tough kid, I can handle my shit. They said "babe, you gotta fake it til you make" and I did."

The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived: Lily and William. I'm obsessed with them and the psychological ramifications his existence alone has on her, your honor. Like, I hate him, I hate them, but I'm fascinated by how horrible their relationship is. Also, Eric and William to a degree. Serena never seems to reach this point.

"Was any of it true? Gazing at me starry-eyed in your Jehovah's Witness suit. Who the fuck was that guy?"

"And I don't even want you back, I just want to know, if rusting my sparkling summer was the goal"

"you hung me on your wall, stabbed me with your push pins. In public, showed me off"

"you didn't measure up, in any measure of a man"

"And you'll confess why you did it, and I'll say "good riddance," cause it wasn't sexy once it wasn't forbidden. I would've died for your sins, instead I just died inside. And you deserve prison but you won't get time"

"You kicked out the stage lights but your still performing"

"and in plain sight you hid, but you are what you did. And I'll forget you but I'll never forgive"

The Alchemy: Lily and Blair in gen tbh, but specifically with Rufus and Dan.

"cuz the sign on your heart says it still belongs to me"

"he jokes that it's heroin but this time with an 'e'"

"what if I told you I'm back? The hospital was a drag, worst sleep that I ever had, I circled you on a map. I haven't come around in so long, but I'm coming back so strong/to where I belong"

"so when I touch down, call the amateurs and cut 'em from the team. Ditch the clowns, take the crown, cause I'm the one to beat."

Clara Bow: it's the Cece (Clara) to Lily (Stevie) to Blair (Taylor) to Jenny (the new gen) pipeline for me. I can't explain how Cece fits, but she does. (Serena being told all the fresh air bs her entire life can be applied here as well)

"This town is fake, but you're the real thing. Breath of fresh air through the smoke rings. Take the glory, give everything. Promise to be dazzling"

"You look like Clara Bow in this light, remarkable. All your life did you know? You'd be picked like a rose."

"You look like Stevie Nicks in '75, the hair and lips. The crowd goes wild at her fingertips, half moonshine, a full eclipse."

"You look like Taylor Swift in this light, we're loving it. You've got edge she never did, the future's bright. Dazzling"

"the crown is stained, but you're the real queen, flesh and blood amongst war machines. You're the new god we're worshipping. Promise to be... Dazzling"

"Beauty is a beast that roars, down on all fours demanding "more." Only when your girlish glow flickers just so do they let you know, it's hell on earth to be heavenly. Them's the breaks, they don't come gently."

The Black Dog: Lily and William

"and so I watch as you walk into some bar called The Black Dog and pierce new holes in my heart"

"And it hits me, I just don't understand, how you don't miss me. In The Black Dog, when someone plays The Starting Line and you jump up, but she's too young to know this song that was intertwined with the magic fabric of our dreaming. Old habits die screaming."

"And I may never open up the way I did for you. And those best laid plans. You said I needed a brave man and proceeded to play him until I believed it too."

"now I want to sell my house and set fire to all my clothes. And hire a priest to exorcize my demons, even if I die screaming"

"Six weeks of breathing clean air, I still miss the smoke"

"I hope it's shitty, in The Black Dog"

imgonnagetyouback: Lily and William and 🪑, Serena during her one-sided pining for Dan era.

"even if it's handcuffed I'm leaving here with you"

The Albatross: help, it's so Lily coded I can't

"Wise men once said, "Wild winds are death to the messenger," a rose by any other name is a scandal. Cautions issued, he stood shooting the messengers. They tried warning him about her."

"wise men once said "one bad seed kills the garden" "one less temptress, one less dagger to sharpen". Locked me up in towers, but I'd still visit in your dreams, and they tried to warn you about me."

"devils that you know, raise worse hell than a stranger. She's the death you chose, you're in terrible danger."

"cross your thoughtless heart, only liquor anoints you. She's the Albatross, she is here to destroy you"

Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus: Serenate or platonic Eric and Jenny works too

"if you want to break my cold, cold heart, just say "I loved you, the way that you were"

"I changed into goddesses, villains and fools, changed plans and lovers and outfits and rules all to outrun my desertion of you and you just watched it."

"could it be enough to just float in your orbit?can we watch our phantoms like watching wild horses? Cooler in theory but not if you force it to be, it just didn't happen"

How Did It End?: Blair and Louis, more specifically Blair after the accident

"guess who we ran into at the shop, walking in circles like she was lost"

So High School: Rufly and Eleanor x Cyrus, I will not accept criticism

"I feel so high school when I look at you, cuz look at you"

"and in the blink of a crinkling eye, I'm sinking, our fingers entwined. Cheeks pink in the twinkling lights, tell me 'bout the the first time you saw me. I'll drink what you think, and I'm high from smoking your jokes all damn night, the brink of a wrinkle in time."

I Hate It Here: Lily and Jenny, they chose this life, regardless of how that choice was made, and it made them feel worthless. They both need to escape, they disappear into their different vices to help them cope.

"tell me all your secrets, all you'll ever be is my eternal consolation prize"

"if comfort is a construct, I don't believe in good luck, now I know what's what. I hate it here so I will go to secret gardens in my mind, people need a key to get to, the only one is mine"

"I will go to lunar valleys in my mind, when they find a better planet only the gentil survived. I dreamt about it in the dark, the night I felt like I might die"

"I'm lonely, but I'm good. I'm bitter, but I swear I'm fine. I'm save all my romanticism for my inner life, and I'll get lost in purpose. This place made me feel worthless."

thanK you aIMee: Jenny and Blair in high school

"all that time you were throwing punches, I was building something. And I can't forgive the way you made me feel. Screamed "fuck you, Aimee" to the night sky as the blood was gushing. But I can't forget the way you made me heal."

"I built a legacy you can't undo, but when I count the scars there's a moment of truth. That there wouldn't be this, if there wasn't you."

I Look In People's Windows: it's Bart era rufly

"what if your eyes looked up and meet mine one last time"

The Prophecy: Jenny and Blair

Cassandra: I cannot explain it but this is Lily

Peter: Carter and Serena?????? Is that you???? She's Peter

"are you still a mind reader? A natural scene stealer? I've heard great things Peter"

"the goddess of timing, once found us beguiling, Peter was she lying? My ribs say she did"

"lost in the lost boys chapter of your life"

The Bolter: Oh look, new Lily song just dropped. And Serena. To quote @strideofpride it always comes back to mothers and daughters

"with a quite bewitching face. Splendidly selfish, charmingly helpless, excellent fun til you get to know her."

"then she runs like it's a race, behind her back her best mates laughed and they nicknamed her "the Bolter""

"she's been many places with men of many faces, first their off to the races and she's laughing drawing aces but none of it is changing that the chariot is waiting. Hearts are hers for the breaking, there's escape in escaping."

"all her fucking lives flashed before her eyes, it feels like the time she fell through the ice, then came out alive"

"and at first blush this is fate. When it's all roses, portrait poses, central park lake row boats... That's when she sees the littlest leaks and just knows, she must bolt."

"ended with the slam of a door, then he'll call her a whore, wish he wouldn't be sore but if she was leaving it felt like breathing."

Robin: Eric, this is legit Lily and Serena when literally anything involves Eric

I can't even draw up lines, it's the whole song

The Manuscript: any relationship involving Blair

"all that's left is the manuscript, one last souvenir from my trip to your shores. Now and then I reread the manuscript, but the story isn't mine anymore."

[fronzie]

im in a shit ton of pain rn and physically get up to edit/animate an up coming video for Kabuyama’s new model so uh take this yap I have about my favorite musical and MoTH

HOW STARLIGHT EXPRESS MEGAMIX (2024) WOULD WORK FOR A MoTH ANIMATION by Fronzie on two (2) midols

PART ONE (1) BACKGROUND CONTEXT

So let’s start with background context. What the fuck is Starlight Express? Lemme tell you. It’s a British musical written by Andrew Lloyd Webber, known for his shows like Phantom Of The Opera (Broadway and Film), Jesus Christ Superstar, Cats, (Film Version), School Of Rock (Broadway), Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat (Broadway), Cats (Broadway) and much more! The show itself is about a train race. Yeah.

From the Spotify Bio;

As a child’s train set magically comes to life and the engines race to become the fastest in the world, Rusty the steam train has little hope of winning until he’s inspired by the legend of the ‘Starlight Express’.

There are four versions; 1983, 1992, A German one in 2023~, and 2024. For this we’ll focus on the 2024 version for the sake of my hyperfixation.

And MoTH /Magic Of The Heart is an Audio Rp series by the magnificent Good Boy Audios. Season One ran from August 3rd 2022 to January 26, 2024. It’s 21 episodes long, spanning to over 5 hours long and features audio content creators like SyntheticCharmVA as Frank, SirenSonAsmr as Shee/Mahann, and YceyNarrates as Fulcrum. Where on Earth did I get this idea? Would you believe that I’m crazy?/j . No, seriously though I was listening to MoTH again, getting hyped for S2 next gen, and came up with the idea. So yeah. plus it was like 3AM and I wasn’t thinking right.

PART TWO (2) SONG LIST

If you’ve ever listened to a Megamix, you’d know that it has the highlight songs/most memorable songs in the show. It’s the same with SE’s Megamix. The song list in it is;

ENTRY OF THE TRAINS

CRAZY (ENSEMBLE VER.)

PUMPING IRON

THE RACE(?)

AC/DC / NO COMEBACK (1983)

I AM ME

HYDROGEN

I DO

LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL / FINALE

This isn’t in order of the musical itself. but that’s how the Megamix goes :3

finally the part you’ve been waiting for;

PART THREE (3) HOW IT WOULD WORK + EXPLANATIONS

Okay so this is the longest part of the yap session. So bear with me. This will not include the Wizard Detective/Investigator unfortunately. But let’s get into it!

CONTAINS SPOILERS TO THE ENTIRE SERIES

I - ENTRY OF THE TRAINS

This can be a title card/opener to the animation. When the vocals start “There’s a Light At The End Of The Tunnel”, text can fade in. It can look like this: [un] = under previous text

MAGIC OF THE HEART - [un] ANIMATION BY [your name here] - [un] SERIES BY GOODBOYAUDIOS

II - CRAZY

Alright real animation starts now. Zed walking up the mountain whilst the ‘sketchy people’ basically are like ‘this dude is crazy, the guardian doesn’t exist’ with the lyrics “Crazy! Can you believe him? He’s crazy! Love him or leave ‘im, he’s crazy!” OR it can be Zed doubting himself like he does in the first audio.

Yeah it’s a love song between the main steam engines but multiple meaning song now. Well it can work as a SLIGHT will they won’t they plot song since Zed and Guardian did have that dynamic till the confession.

At the end “Going crazy! Going crazy! Going crazy!!” can be when he’s at the peak of the mountain, seeing the constellation and the metal angelic bull. Perfect transition to the next snippet;

III - PUMPING IRON

I love head cannoning that this is Guardian’s theme song. This part, although the guardian’s introduction, can have the guardian’s face never seen. It lwk adds to the mystery of them and how we all (as viewers) don’t know what they look like and how gba said that no design is exactly canon because all of the designs fans made are ‘inaccurate’ to quote the man himself. Pumping Iron is an upbeat ‘Im so fucking cool and hot and strong and everyone loves me’ type song and it just SCREAMS guardian with lyrics “ See me hustle, feel my muscle, im Pumping Iron!”

IV - THE RACE

At the end of “Pumping Iron”, there’s a green smoke far far away from the mountain where. This can be used to transition to what happened to the naga (I forgot its name).

V - AC/DC / NO COMEBACK

Makkaro’s entrance. It’s in the midst of the Poisoning the snake audio where he kills Shee and puts the snake down. “Clear my track, I am the future! Electric’s taking charge. Clear the track!!!”

(I feel like im spinning around rn while laying in the bed)

Zoom out at “Clear my track, I’m the champion!” So it shows the undead army and Frank (HONEY I LOVE YOU I WANNA HUG YOU BBG). In the clip it shows Makkaro taking Shee’s soul.

VI - I AM ME

Final introduction. Here it’s Darling. It can be them in the village, or working with Mirren and Zed. This part is really open to the animator. Do whatever fits your Darling. It should have some mix from fight one with Mahann, Darling, Zed and Mirren and the testing on Guardian. Idk, see what you can do with the lyrics “I am Me, and that’s all I need! Standing tall. Won’t see us fall! No big deal, cause we’re made of steel!! See it now. [inaudible]”

VII - HYDROGEN

This could be the exact point with the major fight scene (ep 19/20). “It’s not a matter of if, it’s a matter of when for hydrogen (3x).” By fight scenes, I mean like different parts at the lyrics. For references think like atlasofgalaxies animation The Killing Kind for the Magnus Archives at timestamps 6:12 to 6:14 with the different but chronological scenes. Hell if you wanna be SUPER dramatic, add -at the final “it’s not a matter of if, it’s a matter of when for hydrogen”- Guardian taking Makkaro’s power for good. Makes it hit a little more.

VIII - I DO

Okay we’re almost done. This’ll be between Makkaro and Darling since they can hug finally for the first time in years. Take WYFILWMA from Epic but make it sadder and more meaningful. But at the end of that “But I dooooo” have frank there. trust me on this. it’ll be silly but trust.

IX - THERE’S LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL / FINALE

At the start “There’s a light, there’s a light, we can see the light (2x)” Frank can be in the center of the video, the background frozen on Makkaro and Darling hugging and crying and shit as one of his one liners play audio wise. Then “At the end of the tunnel!!” It’s happy! Yeah, a change from the actual ending of MoTH S1.

As the chorus begins to play do whatever you want on this. Really. Could be this nothing goes bad aus with Frank still there and everything. Hell it can be Wizard Investigator!Frank for all we know singing along happily. This part at the end gets a little more theatrical.

“We see the distant gleam, that tells you it’s steam.” Makkaro’s final line plays too, as if a casting call bow. Their story ends on a happy note.

“At the end of the tunnel” Zed asks if the Guardian will stay. They say no. Backs are turned to the viewer.

“There’s a light!” And Zed’s last line finally plays. He looks tired yet satisfied slightly.

“Starlight.” Guardian walks out of view, into a beaming light ahead. A symbolistic view that their story probably isn’t fully over yet. Plus it seems like a cool way to close MoTH.

PART FOUR (4) WHAT TO DO NOW

im tired and going to bed again. but maybe idk i might make a storyboard so it’s more understandable. if someone uses the idea please credit me!!! idk what else to add besides how much I love my boney lad Frank. he’s so 😍😍😍😍😍 FRANK BABY GIRL HONEY SUGAR I LOVE YOU YOU DIDN’T DESERVE YOUR TWO DEATHS

[bucket-of-f1]

TIRE COMPOUND YAP

Alright gang, it’s time y'all knew about the chaos that was (and is) Formula One tire shenanigans.

But first, some technical details (aren’t you just so excited):

In Formula One, the cars all have wheels (oooh) Attached to the wheels are tires (aaah). The tires are made of rubber, but because it’s F1, this ain’t your normal black circle that us peasants slap on our piddly little Peugeot. Nah, these things are insane.

They’re made from a combination of natural rubber and a mix or multiple synthetic rubbers of various names that I cannot pronounce without using at least 98% of my Latin root knowledge (i.e. styrene-butadiene copolymer, polybutadiene, and bromobutyl).

They’re then constructed into the actual tire, which has the three main components that you see in any tire (if I remember my high school auto shop notes correctly, don’t worry I’ll double check this before I post it):

Bead

Sidewall

Contact Patch

Here’s a diagram (of a normal tire) I edited to show these. The “tread” section is where the contact patch would be.

The bead is where the tire meets the wheel itself. Very thick, pretty inflexible compared to the rest of the tire, and has steel bands embedded to keep it strong and in-place. There’s also molded/carved ridges to grab on to the wheel (remember, a wheel is the metal bit that the tire is connected to). This acts as a sort of tire for the tire, gripping on and making sure that the tire doesn’t slip off its mount.

The sidewall is a LOT thinner, and very flexible. All rubber, made to be the part that shifts and flexes under load, which these cars experience a lot of (we’ll get to that in a sec).

Last, the contact patch. The most important part (arguably). Made of rubber and steel bands throughout, this is the part that’s actually in contact with the tarmac, as the name suggests. It has to be strong — the kind of strong that survives bouncing over kerbs at 100+ miles an hour, the kind of strong that can do miles and miles of constant strain, rolling at 215 MPH down straights and slowing to 60, 30, in the span of a hundred meters. Or, more strenuous, taking the faster turns. If you try taking any form of curve at 140, 160 MPH like these guys do, you’ll get to watch your tire explode under the pressure (shortly before you wrap yourself around a tree or telephone pole and take out my power again).

Now this is cool and all, but I can hear it already: “Bucket, what about the actual tire compounds? You know, the only part of this we’ll ever actually need to know while watching F1?” And to that, I respond: “Oh god I’m so sorry that’s what I meant to be talking about this whole time and then I got carried away sorry sorry sorry.”

So tire compounds:

When you’re watching F1, you’ll notice that the tires are color coded. You can see it off to the side of the driver’s name in the race order, and you’ll hear it called out.

There’s five basic types, but I’ll get into the nuance after the overview (image of tires for reference below).

Slicks:

Softs (red)

Mediums (yellow, sorry there’s no yellow color)

Hards (white)

Soft tires are marked with a red ring. They are, literally, softer than the other tires. The way it works is this: the softer the tire, the more it sinks into the ground. Softs spread out more, making a larger contact patch. More tire in contact with the road = more traction. Think about it like dragging your hand down a window: soft tires are like putting your entire palm and all five fingers flat against the window, then dragging down. A lot more resistance, because you’ve got more of your hand gaining traction against the window. More contact/traction means slowing and turning faster, and it heats the tire up faster (which allows for even more traction, because a hot tire sinks/sticks to the ground better than a cold one). The downside to softs is that they degrade faster, wearing out to have less traction and a higher chance of blowing out. They may be the fastest tire to slap on that car, but you’ll only get 20-30 laps out of them.

Hard tires are the opposite of softs, marked with a white ring. They last a really long time, like they’ll go almost the whole race length without blowing out. Their downside is that they take much longer to heat up, and even once they do they’ll always provide less traction than soft. It’s like putting a finger or two on the window and dragging down.

Mediums are smack in the middle, marked with a yellow ring. Lasts longer than a soft, more traction than a hard, but not a specialist at really anything. Imagine four to five fingers, but no palm.

Grooved:

Intermediates/inters (green)

Wets (blue)

Intermediates and Wets (green and blue rings, respectively) do the same job to different degrees. They’re both a build for wet weather, but Intermediates are for when it’s not AS wet as you need a Wet tire. Basically: Inters are for a a drying track and maybe some drizzling rain, when slicks aren’t good but Wets are too slow. Wets are for when it’s anything more than that. These tires are quite soft, but they’re also grooved, like civilian tires.

Current F1 uses these five compounds, but what most people don’t know is that compounds also have sub-compounds that Pirelli, the manufacturer, decides on a per-race basis. They range from C1-C5, with 1 being the hardest most durable and C5 being the softest and fastest. Pirelli decides what C-rating range will be available to teams on the weekend: for example, tracks that put more stress of the tires, like high speed circuits and circuits with high temperatures, call for lower rankings, C1-C3. Circuits with less stress, or circuits that may require higher grip, are C3-C5. Softs can be C3-C5 (usually C5), Hards can be C1 and C3/4, and Mediums are C2-C4 (pulled all this info from Pirelli’s site so it better be right).

You can actually see the compounds listed during pre-season testing:

So yeah, that’s how it works, in way more words than you ever wanted. If you made it this far, I congratulate you. Pat yourself on the back. Go get some water. You now know how F1 tires work!

But it wasn’t always this way (history dump incoming).

Y’see, at one point, there were less restrictions. And then there were more for a while. And then less. Because F1 is always changing.

In the 50s and 60s, five companies (Dunlop, Englebert, Firestone, Continental and Goodyear) made tires. In the 60s, Dunlop had the genius idea to make the tires wider for more grip. Like, MUCH wider.

In ‘71, Firestone upped the game by introducing the first true iteration of slick tires in official Formula One racing, at the Spanish Grand Prix. From the early 80s onward, the FIA started having some fun messing with how big the tires could be, prompting companies to learn to make and optimize different sizes.

Coming out of the 1996 season, Goodyear was the only manufacturer for tires. Then, at the beginning of the ‘97 season, Bridgestone joined. [insert Spider-Verse prowler sound effect]

This sparked the first major tire war of modern F1. I guess Bridgestone won, because Goodyear pulled out for the 1998 season.

Also in 1998, hoping to reduce car speeds, the FIA required all tires to be grooved, like modern Inters. This lasted until 2008, where all tires had to have four grooves running down the center (with the exception of 1998, which had three grooves).

Bridgestone had a good run of about two years, but in 2001, Michelin joined the fray. Then, in 2005, the FlA had the genius idea of banning tire changes mid-race.

And sweet baby Jesus did this combo eventually result in one of the funniest and most boring races of all time. I'll write about that another time, but l'll tell you this: Indianapolis Motor Speedway.

If you know, you know.

Unsurprisingly, largely as a result of that race, in 2006 they reinstated tire swaps.

in 2007, Michelin pulled out, leaving Bridgestone again the sole provider. There was some fun color coding issues and solutions as rules shifted, but nothing wildly interesting other than some confusion in the first race of a season where people weren't exactly sure how hard of a compound they were using.

2009 saw a shift back to slick tires and changes in aerodynamics to encourage mechanical grip (i.e. things like the tires giving grip as opposed to the wings pushing the car down for traction).

After 2010, Bridgestone left, and the power vacuum was filled by Pirelli, who's held it since then. So far, their 2011-current run has only had a few notable moments, the biggest being the 2018 season. They introduced two extra compounds on either end of the spectrum: pink hypersofts and orange superhards.

These were dropped in 2019 in favor of our current system, to make it easier both on teams and fans to understand and work with.

So... yeah! Tires :3

As always, feel free to pepper me with asks about F1. I do love answering them. This blog is a light in my life that really helps sometimes.

Love y’all.

[netherfeildren]

what’s your writing process like? how long does it take for a fic to come together and until your happy with it? does anyone help or look it over?

takes me a long time tbh - like... the actual time I spend with fingers to the keyboard in the google doc isn't so long. I'm a pretty expedient writer all things considered.,but I plot for a long time like months and months. busy, dying is the fastest I've ever thought up an idea and then executed just bc I was desperate to post something - I think I started in about August. usually thought it's a much longer timeline, I've been planning a longer multi chapter canonverse fic for Joel for like over a year at this point and I know I wont write it until after season 2 comes out which is what I've been waiting for to be able to make it happen.

for editing, I usually try and hold myself to not reading through any more than a handful of times at the most because I have a tendency to nitpick and the more I read over a piece the more I start to dislike it, it just starts to sound like a bunch of rhythmless nonsense. I do edit as I go though so I'll write for a day or whatever, read and edit the next time I look at it, continue to write more. then a couple of full edit throughs once it's all done and then that's it. I've never had a beta as of now or anything like that and no one looks them over for me before I post lol I get shy. however, for busy, dying I did have Mai read it the day before I posted bc I was just feeling so insecure and nervous about posting I needed her to tell me it wasn't a sack of garbage and actually made sense. but in terms of actually editing, I just like doing it on my own. I'm sure the writing might suffer for it and would benefit from a comb through by a second set of eyes but this is just for me and for fun I like keeping it close to my chest