#flare edit audio

[simpalert]

fuck my brain man QmQ TmT

i was listeing to a edit audio of somwhere only we know, and came up with the idea of solar flare going back to eclipse, right before they offically die, eclipse is on his knees, still in dissbelief

solar flare gets on his knees and hugs him, saying "rest now eclipse, we both know you need this". eclipse tears up and chuckles saying "heh, ya know the funniest thing, there was more i wanted to say"

solar flare asks "whats that?" and eclipse replies, with a wobbly smile "i never got to say sorry, or good bye". with that they full on die and become ghosts.

then eclipse decides that instead of haunting the crew he and solar flare can explore the human world, travel places, and actually rest, sleep.

before they start their journy they watch the sun set, and eclipse and solar flare sit down and just sit and silence, staring at the setting sun, eclipse yawns and leans on solar flare, in which solar flare lets eclipse lay his head on his lap, letting him sleep, after so long of not properly sleeping, and they just stay there, basking in eachothers company, and once rested they explore and have fun, eclipse actually acts fun, even sometimes acts like a little kid and im just

bruh im broken ToT

@snowe-zolynn-rogers @mengy007 come get some eclipse stuff ya'll

...im typing this and i realized edit audios for mary on a cross, dusk till dawn also fit [platonically ofc but still AHHHHH]

EDIT:THE NAME OF THE AU IS NOW TRAVELING FLARES!!!

[macronectes]

2023 -> 2024 (filmed at midnight)

uneasy but hopeful

music: when we finally fall asleep. Part III by We All Inherit the Moon

[daisynik7]

Pairing: Nanami x f!reader

Rating: Explicit - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Word Count: ~1.5k

cw: established relationship, smut – PIV sex (doggy style), rough sex, blow job, cunnilingus, bondage, blindfold, use of safe word, slight degradation (use of the word slut), explicit language, safe word, pet names (sweetie, sweetheart, princess, honey), aftercare 

Summary: You send your husband an eggplant emoji as a joke, but he doesn't find it amusing one bit.

Author’s Notes: Barely proofread, hardly edited, all horny. Just my little contribution to the plethora of delicious fics that came out after this latest episode. Tagging @lovekento because this was inspired by your recent ask about the safeword audio we love so much. Also tagging @darkstarlight82 because of your recent ask to be tagged in JJK fics! Likes, reblogs, and/or comments are always appreciated. Thanks for reading! MDNI and support dividers credit to @/cafekitsune (as always).

Nanami does not take kindly to jokes. Years of being together and he’s uptight as always. That doesn’t mean you stop trying, especially when you love how mad he gets at you.

It’s innocent, silly, completely unserious. I’m really craving something tonight, followed by suggestive emojis, including the winky face and a particularly phallic vegetable. You grin at your screen when you notice the three dots blinking, indicating that he’s read it and is currently typing a reply. Probably growing hard in his pants just thinking about it, knowing him. Before he can say anything, you send him a selfie of you at the grocery store, holding up two large eggplants, smiling wide at the camera. Eggplant parmesan! The dots flash once more, then disappear immediately, and you crack up in the middle of the produce section when he ends up not responding at all. 

Back home, it’s eerily dark inside with all the lights off. You carefully set your groceries on the counter, clicking the switch to illuminate the kitchen. You’re startled when you notice Nanami’s burly silhouette in the living room, back turned towards you, sitting upright on the couch, motionless. He does nothing to acknowledge your presence, worrying you even further. “Honey?” you call out, slowly making your way towards him. His arms are crossed over his chest, bulging out of his sleeves, staring straight ahead with a menacing look on his face. He remains silent, ignoring you. 

“Kento,” you say, swallowing hard, nervous at this unusually sinister behavior.   

“Thought you were craving something.” His voice is low and husky in his throat. Almost threatening.  

You kneel in front of him, leaning on his thighs. “It was a joke, honey.”

Finally, he looks at you, gaze intense from behind his glasses, nostrils flaring as he takes a deep inhale through his nose, exhale out his mouth. “So, you riled me up for no fucking reason then?”

You gulp loudly again, taken aback by his sudden vulgarity, simultaneously aroused. “I’m sorry, Kento.”

“Do you think I’m going to let you get away with this?” He grips your chin, focusing your attention on his lap. “Look how hard I am. Look at what your stupid joke did to me.” His massive erection is strained in his pants. Your pussy throbs, mouth salivating at the sight of it.

He unbuckles his belt and splits his zipper open. “You know what you have to do, don’t you sweetheart?” He shrugs his pants down enough to free his cock, veins protruding on the thick shaft. You nod silently, peering up at him with wide eyes, parting your lips, hungry for him. 

“That’s what I thought,” he mutters, stroking himself in his fist, precum oozing from the tip. “Stick out your tongue.” You do, letting it hang from your bottom lip, mouth open.

“Good girl,” he purrs. “So obedient for me.” He swipes his thumb over his cockhead, collecting the precum to smear it onto your tongue. “Swallow. Get a taste of it before you take me.”

You obey, relishing the salty, luscious flavor down your throat, your eyes never leaving his. He smirks, tracing your lips with his thumb, the first hint of softness since you this all started. “I’m going to ruin this mouth. Understand?” 

You nod again, panties wet with your arousal. Hoping he doesn’t notice, you reach between your legs, desperate to touch yourself. He catches you, using his foot to swat your arm away. “Ah, ah, ah. You’ll have your turn later.” He loosens the spotted tie on his neck to cover your eyes with it, knotting it tight. “There. Nothing except my cock to occupy this little head of yours.” He guides his cock into your mouth, sliding it along your tongue until he bottoms out. “Now, suck,” he demands, your face pressed to his groin, bottom lip grazing his heavy balls. You bob your head back and forth on him, drool leaking from the sides of your lips, teasing your gag reflex with every solid thrust, swallowing it down every time he hits the back of your throat.

“Fuck, that’s it,” he whispers, cradling your face. “Such a good fucking slut for me.”

After several more strokes, he pulls out of you, cock wet with your saliva, squelching between his fist as he continues to jerk himself off. “On my lap. Come on.” He lends his hand, helping you up while the blindfold remains. You bend over his thighs, in position for a spanking, just as he expects. 

He chuckles. “Good girl. You already know that you need to be punished, huh? Always playing these ridiculous pranks on me. I hope you learn your lesson after this.” He slides the belt off his waist, binding your wrists behind your back, shoulders in an uncomfortable stretch as the leather digs into your skin. The need to be touched by him overwhelms you, body tingling with anticipation, pussy aching to be filled. 

He pulls your pants down, leaving you only in your panties from the waist down. The first spank sends shivers down your spine, the loud smack bouncing off the walls of the kitchen, flesh prickling from the contact. The second comes almost immediately, surprising you. You whimper, shutting your eyes, clenching your legs together. “Kento.”

A third is delivered, your ass throbbing and swelling against his calloused hand. “What?” he growls, palm ready for a fourth. 

“Fuck me,” you whine, jittering on his lap. You can’t take it anymore. You want him. You need him. 

“Oh, so you’re giving orders now?” He rolls you on your back, tugging your panties off, exposing your glistening cunt. “That’s not how this works, sweetheart. You know that. I can’t just give you what you want after what you did to me.” He spreads your legs apart, teasing your slit with his fingers, spreading your slick across your swollen clit. “Look how fucking juicy you are. All that because I fucked your throat. Nasty slut.”

You hear him spit, then feel the trickle of his saliva coat your aching bud. He repeats, soaking you in his spittle. He readjusts himself on the couch so that he’s between your legs, licking and slurping your cunt until his chin and nose are glossy. You squirm, knees shaky, already pushed to your limits. His lips surround your clit, sucking on it until it’s puffy in his mouth, tongue flicking it aggressively, pussy fluttering with arousal. You’re overstimulated, core incredibly tight, ready to fucking burst. 

“Yeah, that’s it,” he muffles, still slobbering. “Come on my face. Squirt all over this couch. I’m going to fucking embarrass you like you did me, you stupid slut.” You whine his name, gushing for him, rutting your hips against his face, writhing on the cushions damp with your juices. 

He rolls you over again, dragging your body until you’re up on your knees, ass up. “I’m going to wreck this pussy. Pound it until you learn your lesson. Got it?”

You nod erratically, ready to be fucked hard and fast. He enters you smoothly, stretching you out until you’re completely full of him, everything so wet and messy between you. He pumps his cock in and out of you, pace increasing the more and more your body yields to him. He fucks you like an animal in heat, railing your cunt like it’s his own personal cock sleeve for him to use and tear apart. 

Blindfolded and still bound by the wrists, you begin to grow scared of his carnal behavior. His nails imprint your skin, grip so strong it hurts with every brutal thrust. The guttural growls he emits sound nothing like the Nanami you know. The way he bullies his cock into your tight pussy, so deep and so rough that a cramp develops in your abdomen makes you think that the person fucking you is a complete stranger now. You want your husband back. It takes you a few tries to get it out, but eventually, you do, whimpering, “Makgeolli.”

He doesn’t hear you, so you say it once more, louder this time. “Makgeolli.”

Immediately, it’s as if a switched is flipped. He pulls out, quickly removing the belt and blindfold off you, his tie saturated in tears and sweat. “Hey, hey, hey. Sweetie, I’m here. I’m right here. You’re okay.” He pulls you up on his lap, cradling you in his arms, kissing your sticky forehead, brushing away any of the remaining tears from your eyes. 

You relax into his hold, nestling your face into his shoulder, steadying your breathing. He massages your back, pressing soft kisses on your cheek. “I’m sorry, princess. I’m so sorry. I got carried away, I admit it.” His voice is soothing now, familiar and comforting in your ear. 

Sniffling, you ask, “Are you mad at me?”

He smiles, nuzzling his nose to yours. “I was never mad to begin with. I just wanted to tease you, but I took it too far. I’m sorry.” He kisses you on the lips, cupping your check in his palm. “Your joke was actually quite funny.”

You giggle softly, running your fingers through his hair, damp with his own perspiration. “At least I got you to finally admit it.”

He gives you another smooch on the forehead, lacing his fingers with yours. “I’ll run us a bath, okay? And then after, we can order pizza and watch a movie. Sound good?”

“Yes. And I’ll help you with this while we’re soaking in the tub. Does that sound good?” You palm his cock, still stiff and wet against his abs. 

“Whatever you want, princess.”

[salamispots]

watched alien romulus, liked it, spoilers below :0

I...liked it? like there were some really nice things about it, like the opening scenes of the movie/maybe first half? and then idk the parts where they start interacting with the xenomorphs themselves didn't really feel that tense

-I DID really like the demon baby scene/buildup a lot

-like going down the ladder to find this normal sized baby and watching the foot/hand prints get larger and larger and the first reveal they show you is this weird thing crouching in the shadows and when it steps out it's like o H D:

-andy going up to the sister and when he turns around it's like all the sound cuts out and it took my brain a couple seconds to figure out what I was looking at but oufughdhgfjhg creepy very very good

-ALSO A+ for andy's dad jokes :'D and acting

-the characters are all young looking (not necessarily bad?) but they weren't as compelling compared to others in other movies

-sound design at the beginning when you're settling in is really nice, esp. when they're taking off to space; set design too is gorgeous

-the scene where they first enter the ship and somebody throws a flare/the camera tilts is neat haha

-the little slip in of david's theme/music when the other android's talking about the black goo goOD

-hmmm thinking about it or maybe just me imagining the gore/body horror scenes (for the most part) felt kinda held back? (not talking about the uh wall vagina egg or the xenomorph aspects haha)

-like the scene where the wall egg is dripping blood on the guy

-I think what makes me fond of prometheus and covenant is the fact that they run around on these weird/dead planets and the whole thing with the engineers

-noticed similarities/mashups from the other movies in this one which isn't necessarily bad but it did break immersion a little or made me like 'oh! third act pregnancy like prometheus or a cargo hold battle sort of like covenant, or alien resurrection where the alien gets sucked out into space through that tiny hole

-idk how I feel about the offspring design, will need to watch/see it again; it's a little goofy hahah (again not a bad thing) but I do like that they have the engineer/marble statue alien face and how the hips were a bit off/twisted

-the part where it was grinning was creepy; also when it was hovering over the sister with the mouth retracting I thought they were gonna do a very strange/fucked up version of breastfeeding but it doesn't look like they did? or at least couldn't tell

-edit: oH according to reddit it did happen dfghjf plus they mentioned when she draws her hand of her shirt with weird goo on it

-also slappy slimy facehugger proboscis >:'D

-some of the action scenes reminded me a little of the alien movie that had the underwater alien fight scenes haha

-will need to rewatch in general (movie theatre audio/words getting eaten up in the sound + no subtitles) it's good but I think covenant and prometheus still win out for me

edit: this also makes me wanna go back and watch the movies in chronological or timeline order haha

[cuffmeinblack]

Friendly competition

Garreth Weasley x Sebastian Sallow x Leander Prewett

Tags: explicit | smut | threesome | brat!Subastian | anal sex | analingus | blowjobs | handjobs | anal creampie | marking | overstimulation

5k words

Accompanying audio | ao3 link

A/n: This started with a dumb idea and badly edited picture, then @xantineverdoer ruined my life by sliding smut into my ask box and I produced whatever the fuck this is. Thank you for the coin flip idea. Also tied this into this week's Weasley Wednesday prompt: Quidditch!

Garreth was used to Sebastian's smug attitude, particularly in the case of friendly (or not) competition. The Slytherin had always been cocky, self-satisfied, insufferable in some regards, but he usually had a reason to be. Talented in more ways than one, Sebastian's confidence also extended to the bedroom—something Garreth had found out the previous year after far too much firewhiskey and a particularly ferocious Quidditch match. 

He'd been sick to death of the brunet's endless gloating and intoxicated flirting, pinning him to the stands and finding out that Sebastian was quite the vocal partner as he whined underneath Garreth's touch with little care for who might hear. Garreth hadn't expected him to be so submissive; though he fought back endlessly and riled Garreth up to no end, in the end he always found himself obeying once Garreth's cock was buried in the boy's arse. Fucking Sebastian Sallow had become a favourite pastime, and the Slytherin appeared to be utterly insatiable in that regard.

Usually after a particularly fraught training session, Garreth would unwind by paying Sebastian a visit, until he found that the Slytherin had started waiting in the stands, watching him fly. There was nothing like aggressively hitting a bludger around to get the blood pumping and adrenaline rushing, except fucking Sebastian afterwards. Garreth started appearing as the Slytherin team trained, drawing curious glances from the green-clad students around him and a knowing smirk from the chestnut-haired boy flying around the pitch. Sebastian was a beater too, and the sight of him swinging his bat around never failed to get Garreth in the mood—he was pretty sure Sebastian added the loud grunts and ruffling of his hair for Garreth's benefit.

What he hadn't expected to see that particular Sunday morning as he settled into the hard wooden bench, was Leander Prewett approaching with a confused expression.

"Alright, Leander? What brings you here?"

"Just fancied watching a bit of Quidditch," he replied with a shrug.

"They're doing drills," Garreth said, quirking an eyebrow.

"Right. Er, why are you here?"

"Scoping out the competition."

Leander grunted, returning his attention to the Slytherin team now mounting their brooms. Garreth knew he was lying, but didn't understand why until he started to follow his gaze. He was watching the same person Garreth had his eyes fixed upon; the fluffy-haired brunet currently pelting bludgers across the pitch to his teammate. It wasn't merely a quick glance, but an intense stare at the boy that was obvious to anyone who was paying even the slightest bit of attention.

"Why are you watching Sallow?"

"What is this, twenty questions?" Leander huffed, turning a gentle shade of pink across his freckled cheeks.

"Do you fancy him?"

"What? No!"

"Seems like you do," Garreth teased.

Leander turned to Garreth, shuffling along the bench towards him and lowering his voice.

"Don't you dare say anything. I mean it, Garreth."

"Merlin's beard, you do!"

"We've been…fooling around with each other for a while."

Garreth's stomach dropped and mouth hung open stupidly at his admission, whilst his friend looked at him uncomfortably, obviously disappointed by his reaction.

"You and…Sallow?"

"Yeah, is that a problem?" Leander replied, defensiveness flaring.

"Well..."

"Never thought you were the bigoted type, Garreth…"

"Gods, shutup, will you? I…I'm shocked because I've been…fooling around with him, too."

"What?!"

Leander's exclamation drew the attention of several of the spectators surrounding them, their patience for the Gryffindor interlopers clearly wearing thin. Garreth shushed his friend quietly, casting a furtive glance around before landing on Sebastian. Far from being concentrated on his practice, he was watching Garreth (or were his eyes fixed on Leander?) with an amused smile whilst his teammate shouted at him from across the pitch to pay attention.

"That little brat," Leander muttered.

The idea that Sebastian was sleeping around shouldn't have shocked Garreth, but it did bother him slightly. The way the Slytherin flirted incessantly, he was bound to have used it on other unsuspecting victims in order to get his dick wet, but never in a hundred years would Garreth had guessed his best friend would be swayed by him. Of course, Sebastian was gorgeous, physically fit, and had the most perfect little arse, but Leander hated the boy. Perhaps that rippling tension and unresolved hatred was what had drawn them together in the first place.

"I think we should have a talk with him after this…," Garreth sighed.

"I think you're right."

The rest of the training session passed slowly, with Garreth trying his hardest to avoid looking at Sebastian at all, or Leander for that matter. He found himself watching Imelda and wondering if Gryffindor stood a chance against such a strong team, when a whistle blew and snapped him out of his reverie. As the Slytherins landed and filed off of the pitch with backs slapped and smiles exchanged, Garreth and Leander stood simultaneously to walk down the flights of stairs to the grassy grounds below.

They stood in awkward silence as they waited outside of the changing rooms, waiting and waiting until finally, Sebastian sauntered out. Garreth tried to remain impassive as he approached, ignoring how his damp hair from the shower fell over his freckled face, water droplets dripping down his neck and pooling above his collarbone. His mouth was suddenly dry.

"Lads," he said by way of greeting. "Come to watch me play?"

"We had an interesting conversation whilst we were," Leander said calmly.

"Oh? Do tell."

"You've been having sex with both of us?" Garreth asked, trying to keep the jealousy out of his voice.

Sebastian merely shrugged, bored with the conversation already. Garreth flushed pink, irritation building at his nonchalance. Certainly they weren't anything more than sexual partners, but he'd thought he was his only partner. Perhaps the assumption had been foolish, but the jealousy that rippled through him was very real.

"If you're going to be such a little slut, Sallow…how about you try us both at the same time?" Leander asked.

Sebastian blinked and looked at Leander before breaking into a smirk as Garreth gawped at his friend.

"Hah, likely story. I can't imagine you two daring to have your cocks out in front of each other. You'd spend the entire time bickering over who's bigger."

Refusing to take the bait (because surely he was bigger than Leander, right?), Garreth smiled cheerfully at Sebastian and nodded.

"I think that's a great idea. Tell you what, if Slytherin win the next match, you can have us both," Garreth agreed, catching Leander's surprised glance in his direction.

"And if Gryffindor win, by some miracle?" Sebastian drawled.

"You have to choose between us, for good."

Sebastian narrowed his dark eyes, gaze flicking between the two as he considered the bet. Garreth was faintly worried he'd decide not to choose him, though he didn't particularly like the idea of sharing Sebastian in either scenario either.

"Fine. You'd better decide who gets to go first," he smirked, hauling his bat over his shoulder and giving Garreth a wink.

The wink sent a surge of desire through Garreth's body, culminating in a rush of blood straight to his cock, which twitched eagerly in his trousers. Damn him. He watched Sebastian walk away with his usual swagger, casting a look back at them with another wide grin, knowing they were both ogling the view of his slightly-too-tight breeches.

"Fucking Sallow," Leander muttered.

-

Sebastian found Garreth a few days before their match after the Gryffindor team had been put through their paces, leaving him exhausted and in no mood for the Slytherin's antics. Of course, his lethargy didn't last long in the face of Sebastian's wandering hands and exasperating taunting. Sebastian had only just finished telling him that he'd be choosing Leander if he couldn't keep up with his energy when his words were replaced by whimpers that filled the space underneath the Quidditch stands. 

He still found ways of winding Garreth up whilst his cock was buried deep inside his arse, but that was part of the fun of their rendezvous. He pushed Garreth's buttons until he snapped, forcing him to reduce Sebastian to a whining mess who could barely answer his name. The way the cocky Slytherin eventually folded to Garreth's commands was so deeply satisfying, the way those smirking lips parted for Garreth's tongue and moaned his name as he rode him was exhilarating. 

Until a couple of days ago, nobody else in the world knew of their little arrangement, and Garreth was still miffed that he apparently wasn't the only one able to tame Sebastian Sallow. The thought of having his best friend join him was strange but intriguing. Garreth couldn't help but wonder what Sebastian would be like with not one, but two boys pleasuring him—what would become of those soft little whines and begging eyes? Sebastian had left him that day with a nip at his ear as Garreth squeezed his bottom, already missing his warmth.

By the time the anticipated match rolled around, tensions were high in more ways than one. Garreth had been growing more and more frustrated by the day as the stress of the match only increased his need for an outlet. All the furious pumping of his hand in the world couldn't compare to Sebastian's supple body, and the fantasies were no longer cutting it to relieve his frustration.

With a sigh, Garreth started pulling on his kit and gathering his gloves and bat into his bag. Leander appeared at his side as he finished changing, shoving his hands into his pockets with a feigned attempt at nonchalance.

"If they win…," he muttered, looking around the dormitory to check nobody was listening, "we agree not to go easy on him?"

"Goes without saying."

"You okay with this?" Leander asked.

"If they win, yes. Should be…fun to teach him a lesson," Garreth said, barely suppressing a smile.

Leander chuckled and slapped him on the back, sending a ripple through his body. Gods, he hadn't considered actually being naked with Leander as part of the deal. He'd thought about it, but what would it really be like to touch his best friend's bare skin, to see his uncovered frame and watch him fuck the boy he'd been sleeping with for months? If he were truthful, the images he conjured of Sebastian being violated by both of them set his pulse racing and blood rushing straight to where was entirely inappropriate at that moment.

Garreth shoved the thoughts to the back of his mind as he steeled himself, giving Leander a final nod before leaving the room with his belongings. The walk down to the stands flew by and as he tore himself away from his distractions, he was clutching his broom and bat and readying himself to walk out onto the pitch in front of hundreds of people. The roar from the crowd was almost overwhelming, and the rest of his team looked terrified.

Once out onto the lush grass, Garreth mounted his broom as the captains met in the middle of the pitch to shake hands under the glare of Madam Kogawa. His eyes drifted over the swathes of supporters and then down to the Slytherin team gathered opposite. Sebastian was already hovering a few inches above the ground, twirling his bat in his hand and staring at Garreth. A knot twisted in his stomach as he watched his dark eyes and dipped head, perhaps indicative of intimidation to anyone watching, but clearly meant to entice Garreth. He knew then that Sebastian needed that smirk wiped off his face once and for all. Slytherin needed to win.

By all accounts, Slytherin should have secured an easy victory, but by some cruel twist of fate, the one time Garreth wanted his team to lose, they were playing absolutely fantastically. The match was fast, furious and the lead razor thin by an hour in, with Gryffindor ten points up and Garreth growing increasingly frustrated. He’d been thinking about a particularly heated evening spent in the boathouse with Sebastian a few weeks ago, when his peripheral vision caught a brown blur heading towards him and he collided his bat with the bludger just in time, hitting it halfway down the pitch.

“Careful, Weasley. I wouldn’t want you to mess up that pretty face.”

Garreth turned to see Sebastian fly past with a devilish grin aimed his way before shooting off after the offending bludger. Annoyed that the comment had made him flustered, Garreth flew in the opposite direction, hunting down the other ball. He spotted it not too far away, hurtling towards his teammate who was hovering near the goalposts. With a muttered expletive, he was on its tail as the crowds roared around him and the commentator appeared to be going wild—someone was after the snitch. Garreth tuned his hearing into the amplified voice and listened, his head whipping around to see the Gryffindor seeker chasing down the tiny gold ball with his counterpart still seconds behind.

Shit. Gryffindor were going to win. 

Garreth had merely half a second of blind panic, his selfish desires overtaking all rational thought as he aimed the bludger and pelted it towards his teammate. His eyes bulged as he realised what he’d done, hoping to Merlin nobody had noticed his deliberate aim. The ball missed by a margin, but distracted the seeker long enough to veer him off course and allow his Slytherin counterpart to catch up. 

The rest was history. In a blur of green, the pitch was swarmed with supporters for the winning team as Garreth and the rest of his team were left dumbfounded. There’d be time to contemplate what the hell he’d done later, as well as wallow in guilt, but for now, Garreth was keen to get out of the crowds—he had a bet to collect on.

-

Garreth took his time in the shower, cleaning everywhere and waiting for the last of his team to file out, trudging back to Gryffindor tower to wallow in defeat. He was squeaky and smelled of pine by the time he crossed the stands into the opposing team's changing rooms, finding them empty except for Sebastian leaning casually against the wall. His eyes flicked over Garreth as he walked in, a look of smug satisfaction across his face.

"Congratulations," Garreth said with a smile.

"Did you purposely attack your own teammate just so you can both fuck me, Weasley?"

"Wouldn't you like to know."

His own gaze ran over the boy in front of him, still wet from the shower, flushed and enticing. Garreth was practically salivating at the thought of getting his hands on him as he strode towards him with a predatory glare. Before be could pounce, he was interrupted by Leander's entrance. The three of them stood in the changing room, looking at each other and waiting for someone to initiate. 

"So, who's going first?" Garreth asked his friend.

Leander hummed before he rifled through his pockets, producing a silver sickle.

"Heads, I go first?"

Garreth nodded as Sebastian just watched the exchange.

"Tails."

"Thank fuck for that," Garreth sighed, barely able to contain his pent up frustration. 

"Come here, princess," Leander grinned, holding out a hand to the brunet.

"Fuck off," Sebastian spat back, but he did as he was told, walking into Leander's open arms.

Garreth found himself watching, fascinated but utterly fucking furious at the display, as Sebastian pulled the taller boy by the tie and swiped his tongue over Leander's lips, all whilst keeping his dark brown eyes trained on Garreth. He closed the distance in a flash, snaking his hands around Sebastian's waist and pressing himself against his back, the moan that left the Slytherin's lips captured by Leander's mouth. 

Garreth dipped his head, lips finding the still damp skin at Sebastian's neck as he slid his hands to his waistband, following the thick hair that trailed his chest and abdomen. Licking and nipping at the sensitive spot behind his ear that Garreth knew all too well, Sebastian arched his back, pressing his behind into Garreth's waiting crotch. His erection was already growing steadily and Sebastian was more than eager to tease it with a rhythmic rocking of his hips.

"Like that, Weasley?" 

"I'll like it even better when it's buried in your tight little arse," Garreth whispered into his ear.

Sebastian whined and shuddered at the tease as Leander grew impatient with the distraction, swatting Garreth's hands out of the way to grope hungrily at the bulge in Sebastian's trousers. 

"You're absolutely rock hard, Sallow," Leander chuckled. "We've barely started."

Sebastian glared but didn't reply, continuing to rock his hips into Leander's hand until he unbuttoned Sebastian's trousers. The boy groaned as his stiff cock was released from the fabric into Leander's waiting hand, his other pulling Sebastian's face back towards him to claim his mouth in another hungry kiss. Running his fingers through that soft chestnut hair, Garreth resumed his attention on Sebastian's neck, biting harder with every push of his soft backside against his erection, sucking the skin with increased vigour at every muffled moan.

Sebastian's soft whines and wet slapping of his cock being tugged were delicious, Garreth's own hard length now throbbing for more attention than the restricted friction could provide. He reached down to release himself, roughly pushing down Sebastian's trousers and giving his arse a hard squeeze before his dripping cock pressed against those peachy cheeks. 

Sebastian was writhing between the two friends; breath heavy, skin flushed and hands grabbing at Leander's hair, making a mess of his coiffed 'do. Garreth couldn't help the groan that clawed its way out of his throat as he held Sebastian's hips still to grind against his arse. He felt good, so good, but sounded even better. The way his composure broke down so quickly was intoxicating and Garreth longed for more of those wavering breaths and pathetic mewls…but they had an agreement.

"Remember we said I'd have him first," Garreth warned, eyes flicking to Leander over the brunet's shoulder.

"Oh you can fuck him, but we didn't specify who'd make him come first."

Garreth frowned at the technicality, but his head dizzied with possibilities of what they could do to the increasingly limp Slytherin between them.

"Would you like that? Think you can handle me pounding that tight little arse-" Garreth teased, pressing himself hard into Sebastian's behind, "-after you've spilled all over yourself?"

Sebastian responded with a desperate whine, his head lolling back onto Garreth's shoulder. He really was so beautiful when he was in the midst of pleasure, when the only sounds leaving his mouth were sinful moans rather than sarcastic jibes.

"He's absolutely fucking gone already," Leander chuckled, slowing and eventually removing the hand wrapped around Sebastian's cock.

Sebastian tried to protest but was met with another searing kiss by the towering redhead. They were so close, Garreth could smell his friend’s cologne mingling with their combined arousal and the musky scent of sweat from his lover. Garreth hummed against Sebastian's neck, running his tongue over the blotchy red mark blooming on his skin as the two boys exchanged soft moans. Garreth was about ready to start marking an enticing spot on Sebastian’s shoulder before Leander pulled out of the kiss with a glint in his eye of undisguised lust.

"On your knees.”

Sebastian panted, taking a few seconds to find his voice and realise what he’d been told to do.

"Absolutely no way, I'm not getting on that filthy tile," he spat back.

"I suppose you don't want my cock inside you, then?” Garreth remarked from behind him, taking his length in his hand and guiding himself between Sebastian’s cheeks. “Shame."

The Slytherin gave a tiny shudder of arousal, putting up only a small protest when Leander sat on the bench behind him, pushing Sebastian to the floor by his shoulder. Garreth watched him kneeling between Leander’s legs on the hard floor, completely bare and cock weeping as his face was guided towards the redhead’s waiting member. 

The view was utterly obscene—Garreth was so entranced he barely noticed that he was lazily stroking himself as he watched Sebastian sucking his friend’s cock. He was so eager. Who knew anyone could make that much noise whilst their mouth was so stuffed full? Delicious moans, groans and gasps escaped his throat, muffled but still loud enough to fill the room and echo off the tiled walls. Leander’s eyes were fixed downward as his hand gripped the chestnut hair in front of him, completely absorbed in Sebastian’s performance.

"Fuck. Arse up, Sallow.”

Sebastian tried to smirk around the cock in his mouth; not entirely successfully but Garreth got the idea. Kneeling down behind him, Garreth lifted his behind off of his feet, pushing the boy forward as he stumbled and gripped Leander’s thighs for support. The muffled complaint was cut short when Sebastian’s cheeks were parted and Garreth’s tongue swiped over his entrance. Fuck, this was uncomfortable, but needs must.

Garreth closed his eyes and allowed himself to be completely absorbed in Sebastian’s dulled moans and the wet slurping from his mouth. Every flick of Garreth’s tongue made him gasp and keen, much to the frustration of Leander who growled his frustration as Garreth tried to suppress a grin. The Slytherin particularly liked it when Garreth circled his hole before plunging the tip of his tongue inside, the pitch of his whines increasing a whole octave each time he did.

The dull throb of Garreth’s cock grew in intensity with every salacious noise from Sebastian until he couldn’t handle anymore waiting. He was crazed with desire, the pain in his knees nothing compared to the head-spinning arousal that threatened to overwhelm him. A final, firm swipe of his tongue and he retreated, groping in his pocket for his wand with shaking hands and muttering the charm to coat his fingers in a slippery liquid.

“N-not yet. I still want to make this one come,” Leander said, still tugging on Sebastian’s hair as the brunet’s head bobbed up and down.

Garreth swore from frustration, reaching around to spread the lubricant on Sebastian's stiff and twitching cock as Leander pushed him off his lap with a pop and a groan and into Garreth's waiting lap. He was already so pliant, limp and writhing on top of Garreth as he stroked the brunet's girthy length—his bare arse rubbed Garreth's painfully neglected erection with every tug of his hand and their combined loud moans reverberated off the walls and filled his ears.

"Are you going to come all over yourself?" Leander asked through the noise, his hands gripping the twitching boy's thighs and fondling his tight balls.

"Y-yeah…"

The snarky façade was crumbling, revealing Sebastian's pure desperation to be toyed with. He was close, the noises he made bordering on hysterical as his hands made a pathetic attempt at controlling Leander's head. Garreth watched over a freckled shoulder, the ginger head dipped against Sebastian's muscular thighs now peppered with teeth marks and blooming red marks across the tender skin. 

"Fucking…faster…"

"Say please," Garreth responded to the whiny demand.

"Please."

Garreth picked up the pace, only a few strokes needed to send Sebastian over the edge with a shuddering moan, spilling his load all over his stomach and Garreth's hand. Garreth muttered praises in Sebastian's ear as he rode out his orgasm, the last dribble of cum barely leaving the boy's cock before Garreth pulled his hand away—he was so fucking ready he could barely think.

"Gods, you're a fucking mess, Sallow," Leander's far away voice said.

Sebastian was already off of his lap, Garreth getting shakily to his feet and wincing at the pain from the hard floor. Undeterred, he gave Leander a sharp look before speaking.

"Help me get him up, I'll probably need you to take his weight."

Garreth had no intention of fucking him on the tiled floor. Sebastian was already getting to his feet, his dark eyes boring into Garreth's skull as he drank him in, diverted as soon as Leander parted his swollen lips with his tongue. Sebastian was but an inch shorter than Garreth, strong and well-built but he looked positively tiny next to Leander, who towered over the both of them with his lean muscular form. He'd have time to wonder why the sight was so riveting later; for now, Garreth's fingers were busy stretching that tight little hole he craved so much.

He'd been right that he'd need Leander's help. As soon as he'd started stroking and circling the soft pad inside Sebastian, the boy was a mess. His legs shook and desperate mewls left his mouth, falling against Leander's plush lips that were turned up in an amused smile. Garreth was three fingers in, Sebastian's entrance stretched so well for him, relaxed and ready.

"Think you can handle all of me?" Garreth asked, already withdrawing his fingers.

"Shutup and fuck me."

Apparently he still had a fucking mouth on him. Any intention of going slowly died with Sebastian's taunt as Garreth lined up his swollen, dripping head with his entrance and pushed inside. The smirking Slytherin collapsed into Leander's chest as Garreth stretched him steadily, until his groin was flush with the soft flesh of Sebastian's behind.

"Come on princess, this is what you wanted wasn't it?" 

Leander was busy whispering against Sebastian's parted lips as Garreth looped his arms around Sebastian's, pulling them behind him and linking his hands. Sebastian's back arched into the hold, groaning as he was manhandled just the way he liked. 

Sweet relief and absolute ecstasy flooded Garreth's body the moment he started to rock his hips, his eyes diverting downward to watch his cock impaling his lover's arse between those soft cheeks. He'd have time later to grab the flesh and mark him up prettily, but all that Garreth wanted, and could manage to do, was grind against them with increasing vigour. He felt incredible—tight, warm and wet, his walls enveloping Garreth's cock so perfectly and teasing every last drop of frustration out of him.

"So…fucking good…," Garreth gasped.

Sebastian merely whined in response, his flushed face pressed against Leander's shoulder and eyes rolling back into his head. The taller boy stroked his freckled cheek and teased his lips with a thumb, all whilst he laziky stroked his own cock, waiting for his turn. 

"What's my name?" Leander asked the Slytherin.

"Uh- fucking…Prewett…"

"Fuck him harder, he's still lucid," Leander chuckled, his brown eyes meeting Garreth's and sending an unexpected shiver of arousal up his spine.

Garreth growled with lustful want, tightening the hold on Sebastian's arms and angling him down, his back arching as Garreth picked up the pace. Their combined moans were deafening and as Garreth spotted a stray tear rolling down Sebastian's cheek, he lost it. He couldn't have stopped if he'd tried, his orgasm coming so suddenly he barely had time to pull out of Sebastian before his ropes of cum spilled all over the heated skin of his back. Garreth threw his head back, gasping for breath as the waves of pleasure ripped through him, cock pulsing against the brunet's soft cheeks as the last of his release dribbled from the tip.

"You're mine, Sallow."

The command was met with a tug from Leander, breaking Sebastian free from his loosened grip around his arms as he was guided backwards to the bench. Leander sat down, spinning Sebastian around to ogle the view, planting kisses on his lower back as his fingers teased his opening.

"You want more?"

"Y-yeah…"

Leander pulled the brunet down into his lap, his cock sliding into his already stretched hole with ease. Garreth made his way to the pair in a trance, running his fingers through the soft chestnut locks as he tilted his head instinctively up to him. Finally, Garreth kissed him, those sweet lips tasting of sweat, a hint of Leander but still overwhelmingly Sebastian. He gripped him tightly as Leander started to thrust up into him, the Slytherin too fucked to be able to do much himself except moan into Garreth's mouth. 

Garreth steadied himself with a knee on the bench, his strong arms wrapped around Sebastian's back as he shuddered through the pounding from below. The sounds he made were so sinful; whines, gasps, expletives; an incoherent string of noise against Garreth's lips that sounded like the sweetest music, so satisfying to hear. 

"Are you going to come again?" Garreth whispered.

"Uh- uhhuh…"

"Fucking hell…," Leander muttered, approaching his peak.

Garreth wiped another tear from Sebastian's eye as he kissed him again before telling him what he wanted to hear.

"Good boy."

Sebastian fell apart, pulling Leander right along with him over the edge. They collapsed backwards onto the hard wooden bench, wrenching Sebastian away from Garreth's grip as Leander continued his rhythmic pounding with the boy on top of him, writhing and overwhelmed. Sebastian gripped the wood, arms, legs, anything he could reach as his body convulsed and all Garreth could do was watch and paw at the brunet's thighs as they came down off their highs, completely awestruck.

"Fuck…s-stop…," Sebastian managed to eek out, squirming in Leander's tight grip.

Leander gave him a final thrust before pulling out, cum spilling on his legs and splattering on the floor. Sebastian could hardly move, but managed to lift himself off of Leander and into Garreth's waiting arms, head lolling onto his shoulder. He'd realise in a minute what he was doing, and the cocky brat would return, but for now Garreth enjoyed the exhausted and thoroughly ruined boy bundled in his arms.

"Slytherin might have won the match but I think I'm going to claim a Gryffindor victory," Garreth sighed, stroking Sebastian's hair.

Leander laughed and held his hand up for a high-five, the ridiculous gesture only making Garreth's grin wider.

"Thank fuck he's finally stopped talking."

[snaccpopstudios]

Games Report 06/20/23

Hello everyone! Before we get into the meat of this week's dev report, today's guest artwork of Shaun Durand-Coffer and Moon Pie is by Coda Blue, a black games developer we commissioned to commemorate Juneteenth 2023!

We're also breaking a bit of convention today: it’s Sauce here to do some talking about a frequent (and valid) concern/question we get from fans.

Why so many projects at one time?

There are a lot of reasons that go into it and it’s kind of difficult to break down casually. But I’ll do my best to use the analogy of a relay race with batons!

Each project (Sunny Day Jack, The Groom of Gallagher Mansion, AphroDesia, and DacahaBo) largely has its own team, meaning that Writer A is assigned to Project A while Writer B is assigned to Project B and so forth. In a single Project, when the Writer is done with the script, they pass the baton to the Artist (usually me, in this case) to draw additional art like CGs to accentuate key scenes, while an Editor works to tighten up the sentence structure and spot missing plot points (a Musician may be working at this time as well). After editing is complete and art is at least underway, Programmers and Voice Actors can begin on their tasks. As we near completion, Programmers, Audio Engineers, and Beta Testers make sure the package is nice and tidy for everyone to enjoy.

At least, that's how it goes in an ideal situation.

When you’re working on a production, a large amount of variables (defined as an "element, feature, or factor that is liable to vary or change") are in play. Some of those variables might look like:

When does this team member get off from college, their day job, or other life commitment?

When they're done with those, how much personal time do they need in order to take care of themselves, or even recuperate?

What happens if the person actively working on something has a chronic illness flare-up, gets sick, or has something else preventing them from doing their assignment?

What happens if this person isn't openly communicating about delays in delivering work?

What happens if we can't contact someone because they're not responding to our inquiries?

What if we need to remove someone from the team, or someone we were counting on leaves voluntarily?

What happens if work that was "completed" and already paid for needs to be scrapped entirely and redone from the ground up?

Does someone else from Project C need to fill in and work on Project A to help them catch up?

Does someone assigned to one role in a Project need to take on multiple roles to help the entire team catch up?

Even from this short list of potential hurdles we might face during production, it seems like an easy solution would be to eliminate someone's time spent on outside life commitments! Except, it's not: even BáiYù can't quit his day job because in America, traditional employment often offers healthcare as part of their employee benefits and SnaccPop Studios is nowhere close to being able to provide a full living wage for everyone working with us. Maybe one day! But we’re not quite there.

So as you can imagine, sometimes there will be periods of time when an entire group of people aren't working because they don't have the baton quite yet since the person holding the baton is being held up by life. And this isn't their fault by any means, but a lack of communication about that makes it harder for us to estimate when any single relay race will be complete.

So how do you keep a Patreon filled with content?

We are very fortunate and grateful to receive a lot of Patreon support, especially after our SDJ Kickstarter! But getting all those funds is a huge responsibility. You should attempt to keep it stocked. And that’s what we attempt to do.

SP is made up of different teams suited to each individual property. Different programmers, different writers, etc. Each team is tasked with getting a set amount of work done, and between all the variables listed above sometimes we have really good months and sometimes we have pretty dry ones. Keeping all these teams moving together helps us to put out content while say, a writer is out with COVID and SDJ needs to pause for a week. TGoGM had a technical error that saw the game needing to be rebuilt in a new engine. And at the moment, AD is currently sans an audio drama writer.

These are frustrating problems and we're working on fixing what's in our direct control. But we understand that we also have to USE the money we receive visibly or else people ask us where the money is even paying for. And while we make an effort to put away savings responsibly, we can’t just accept large amounts of money without providing a product, or portions of one, in return.

The "Boring Bits"

There’s also in productions portions I like to call “Boring Bits”. These are moments where everything being done is just exceptionally boring to show off. Either it’s programming and bug fixing, or it’s deep lore writing and scripting we can’t show due to spoilers, or something else like that.

At those times all we CAN say is we’ve been fixing bugs or writing. BáiYù and some of the other team members could give an explanation of what's going on during those times but most of us can agree that it's not as enjoyable as something like a new pin-up or an audio drama. 

Sometimes to say more would be a spoiler, or we can’t say anything else. Sometimes, it's all a waiting game.

At the beginning, waiting was the hardest part. It could take anywhere from two weeks to months to get back recordings or audio or art. And we have to respect why these things happen. When it’s an instance of slow delivery, we can ask for more clear deadlines or pay a rush fee, but other than that it’s just a long wait.

So, while we waited, we tried to find other means of providing entertainment.

Productions featuring groups of people all over the world, with very different lives, is extremely difficult. But sometimes people who provide quality work require that bit of patience.

So where is everything in the relay race?

At the moment, the status of our projects is as such:

Sunny Day Jack

SDJ is still being mapped out due to the inclusion of Nick as a love interest, as his character becoming more permanent changes several things in the narrative with the other love interests. To help speed things along, we've asked Gil Finnegan (he/him) from the DachaBo team to work with Biscuwuit to split the character route workloads.

It’s a large game, and their work includes labeling every individual scene as well as planning all the programmable variables. We can’t share ANYTHING more than what we have already shared on Kickstarter and Patreon. No new art assets are prepared because they’ve either been made (BGs, GUI) or we don’t how many sprites we need for the full roster until the plot is reworked completely. We can’t give script pages because of spoiler reasons.

We anticipate that a more robust report cycle will begin appearing once we get to scripting, but as a VN writing is a heavy and very important portion of the game that requires this narrative planning, sensitivity editing, and retcon checking. We will likely be in the writing portion a lot of 2023, which was expected since the game is intended to release in 2024.

Sleepy Time Jack

STJ is our additional companion app that’s seeing its final updates with the Patreon Exclusive “Jacktor” portion currently in progress. Due to some less-than-ideal cloud storage issues, we had to remake certain assets from scratch. Additionally, Steam is currently giving BáiYù the runaround and making it difficult for him to get the page up publicly, but we think we've figured out why they're complaining about the logo (they seem to be afraid of the "Digital Talking Body Pillow" subtitle not being part of the app's name in the system).

The Groom of Gallagher Mansion

TGoGM is expected to be finished soon, with free NSFW content planned for the future, but not until we’ve given it some time to sit. BáiYù has had to not only perform his usual Producer duties across all of SP, but also take on Writer and Programmer duties in this project to keep it moving due to life circumstances surrounding team members.

DachaBo

DachaBo Classic is being maintained canonically and updated by a largely separate team, but mostly only as a cosmetic and stability update. DachaBo: Barks & Mews proper remains in pre-production (Planning lore, connecting dots, and conceptualizing) until TGoGM sees its first release in English.

AphroDesia

AD is currently planning its audio reboot. But as a lore-heavy series, it’s being taken under consideration very carefully. Audio drama writers are key, and our current writer is prioritizing living expense-crucial work.

The "Re-Pilot" has a full outline written that is about seven pages long, with a script to follow after. Priority will re-shift back to this project once TGoGM and STJ are out the door, with a slowly metered development since it is an audio drama/planned comic. This production is more about assigning duties and waiting than any other task.

What about other projects?

Anything else besides these projects and the Bachelor of the Month series (currently on hiatus) is not an official SP project, and funds do not directly contribute to those projects, as they’re considered personal items by individual members.

As has been mentioned before, I (Sauce) also make personal works. And that’s part of why I’m the one handling this.

Many people still consider me a part of SP from a heading POV. But part of why I stepped down as "Boss" was because at the moment I’m juggling a college education, full or part-time employment, and healing from years of untreated mental health. It was no longer feasible for me to manage all of these things.

BáiYù instead is compensated to handle the business aspects, and is more capable to do so at this time. I help with Patreon art, tier rewards, and additional creative work while he's been the one writing the majority of the updates and dev reports. I also work on SDJ sprite art, and additional art assets (Steam page, GUI, graphics, etc.) but with my free time I have begun to prioritize taking moments to relax with some non-game art.

I have noticed people saying my work outside is SP work, or attributing it as such. I attempted to even use a separate alias to separate the two, but I guess my style is recognizable to a degree and tried to make the best of it by declaring otherwise myself.

Anything not SDJ, STJ, TGoGM, DB, AD, or BotM is not property of SnaccPop Studios. I've invited some of the individual team members to talk about the projects they do in their free time or as parts of other game studios as SP has a wonderful platform thanks to all of you, but always be sure to look for the official SP branding or else risk accidentally affiliating unrelated work with us.

That is such the case for me, and it could very well be that way for anyone else.

In conclusion...

At the end of the day, SnaccPop does its best to balance a busy, worthwhile Patreon and quality projects done by persons whose individual circumstances are acknowledged and respected. And we understand that a lot of things at once can look flighty and unfocused.

We really hope this breakdown helps, and we apologize for any issues that not having one up prior may have caused!

Making art is messy. Confining creative and quality visions to jobs and roles can be at the best of times spontaneous. But we’re happy to be able to employ or use our funding to pay and contribute to the lives of many different types of creatives in many different lifestyles.

Again, here's how our projects are looking:

SDJ is on track to arrive in 2024.

STJ and TGoGM are in their final stretches with more content to come after.

DB Classic is being stablized before wide release while DB: Barks & Mews is in pre-production

AD is in pre-production, but the personal circumstances of a key writer are making it a bit difficult!

Thank you all for taking the time to be a part of this! Literally, we could not even do that without you all. This is a privilege we take very seriously. And we’re working very hard behind the scenes to keep you updated, our team members with any work we can provide, and patrons entertained longterm and short term.

[gingeredmink]

Compilation of YN/FG fanmusic BECAUSE~

As title says, here's a list of the yn/fg fansongs/arranges am aware of cause there's a good bit out there that not a lot of people know about [plus some are a paaaain to find]

List is incomplete [I KNOW I'm missing a bunch] and will probably update later. If you know any others feel free to let me know and I'll add them.

♬ Singles/Artists

Covered_In_Rust [Link] Edm/industrial/electronic

SiriProject [Link] Electronic

OrgansDotOrg//Out Of Sorts [.flow | vocaloid ] YOUTUBE LINK

ghostie and p//Oxidation And Dream Monsters [.flow | vocaloid] YOUTUBE LINK

♬ Albums

Multiple Artists

☆ 24 EFFECTS ☆ [Yume Nikki | ambient/electronic/acoustic] Archive Link

Subrock Recordings

SUBLIMINAL [Yume Nikki | Electronic/acoustic/mixed] Archive Link

Liorinkarmic

Rusting Away [.flow | post-rock/experimental/] LINK Alternate Universe [.flow | post-rock/experimental] LINK White Desert [Yume Nikki | ambient/experimental/post-rock] LINK Memories Of A Dying Planet [Yume Nikki | ambient/drone] LINK Massive Rain In The Land Of Sorrow [Yume Nikki | post-rock] LINK [couldn't find a dl for this one so audio is ripped from soundcloud and tags edited in winamp/mp3tag]

Cutable

Another Dream Case​.​01 -​ゆ​め​に​っ​き​- [Yume Niki | Electronic] BANDCAMP LINK Another Dream Case​.​02 -マイナスイチ- [Minus -1 | Electronic] BANDCAMP LINK

nu

Dream World Ep [Yume Nikki/Yume 2kki | Electronic] SOUNDCLOUD LINK

Flare

Yume Nikki: Between The Lines [Yume Nikki | Electronic/acoustic/various genres] BANDCAMP LINK

Chaos x

Yume Nikki Ep [Yume Nikki | acoustic/punk rock] BANDCAMP LINK

DO:KO

Poniko's House [Yume Nikki | Electronic/experimental/downtempo] BANDCAMP LINK

♬ Misc

Songs aren't directly remixes but have samples in them or were inspired by yn/fg

frxgxd//daydreaming about dying [2kki sample/Breakcore] [Soundcloud Link]

dssctveself//imdisgusting [2kki Sample| Breakcore] [Soundcloud Link] WARNING FOR VOMIT MADO IMAGE

Sorry About My Face// [Ambient/Breakcore] Not sure they have samples but it has Mado on the cover and fits the atmosphere

летний [Soundcloud Link] its gut wrenching (sero.quel*:･ﾟremix) [Soundcloud Link] rumour [Soundcloud Link] g j b v j v c [Soundcloud Link]

cat.flip [drone/ambient/experimental] YNFG inspired/adjacent ambient stuff, also has 2kki screenshot on cover

Make Believe (Album)[Soundcloud link] Spring.tts (Ep)[Soundcloud Link]

[expectiations]

River Song’s Last Words

Cover artwork, cast and story details are today revealed for The Death and Life of River Song: Last Words, a brand-new box set of apocalyptic audio drama, due for release August 2024. 

River Song may be the Doctor’s wife, but there’s so much more to her than that. Alex Kingston played the time-travelling archaeologist on Doctor Who between 2008 and 2015, and has reprised the role in many Big Finish audio dramas since, exploring what River gets up to when she’s not with her Time Lord husband.

The first box set in her new series, The Death and Life of River Song: Last Words sees River, after cheating death as a digital consciousness uploaded to the Library, brought back to life in a cloned body and sent to Earth in the future, not long before it’s set to be ravaged by solar flares.

Joining Kingston in this epic story’s cast is Greg Wise – who listeners may know from The Crown and Sense and Sensibility, as well as the 2021 series of Strictly Come Dancing – as ultra-rich tycoon Garrison Clay. He’s the man behind River’s temporary resurrection, and he has a mission for her.

And, Jamie Parker – best known for playing Harry Potter in the West End show Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, as well as roles in TV series Treadstone and The Crown – plays Sam Avner, a mysterious man who becomes an ally to River.

The Death and Life of River Song: Last Words is now available for pre-order exclusively here, as a limited edition four-CD box set (plus digital download) for £29.99, or as a digital download only for £22.99.

Wrenched from her digital afterlife in the Library, River Song finds herself on sixty-first century Earth, resurrected in a clone body. Billionaire tech mogul Garrison Clay has a mystery to solve, and he’s selected River as the person to solve it.

Armed with only her sonic screwdriver and a fake ID, River heads out into a world soon to be ravaged by solar flares... where danger stalks her at every turn.

The story is divided into four episodes, or books, all scripted by Robert Valentine:

Book 1 – Apokalypsis

Book 2 – Fate & Fatality

Book 3 – The Black Hours

Book 4 – Book of the Dead

These four books together, as well as revealing an important chapter in River’s (after)life, serve as a prequel to the 1975 TV story The Ark in Space, with humanity preparing to flee the doomed Earth. Robert Whitelock guest stars as Lazar and Christine Kavanagh as Vira – characters originally played on television by Kenton Moore and Wendy Williams.

Also on the cast list of Last Words are Jane Booker, Shogo Miyakita, Jamie Zubairi, Jacob Daniels, Andrew James Spooner, Glen McCready, Issy Van Randwyck, and Nicholas Boulton.

Producer David Richardson said: “Robert Valentine has done something remarkable with this four-hour drama, which tells the story of the last days of planet Earth before it is destroyed by solar flares, a story told from the perspective of a woman temporarily brought back from the dead. It’s heart-breaking and exciting and doom-laden and, perhaps when you least expect it, uplifting and inspiring.”

Writer Robert Valentine added: “Originally, I thought I was going to be writing the final ever River Song story. Quickly I realised that I wasn’t, but I thought it would be fun to write something that feels like it’s the last we’ll ever see of River, and actually give that problem to her. Her life is usually intertwined with the Doctor’s, so I thought, what is her life like after her great relationship is over?

“And, the brief was to do a prequel to The Ark in Space, which is a Doctor Who classic, at the same time. When I went back and rewatched it, I realised that I wouldn't be allowed on this ship, I would have been one of the ones left behind. So I thought, let's give River a mission that leads into The Ark in Space, but with sympathy for those people who aren't on the Ark.”

Big Finish listeners can also pre-order a bundle with Last Words as well as Volumes 2 and 3 of The Death and Life of River Song, which are both due for release in 2025, for just £80 (collector’s edition CDs + downloads) or £66 (downloads only).

All the above prices include the special pre-order discount and are subject to change after general release. Please note: the collector’s edition CD box sets are strictly limited to 1,250 copies and will not be repressed.

Big Finish is currently operating a digital-first release schedule. The mail-out of collector’s edition CDs may be delayed due to factors beyond our control, but all purchases of this release unlock a digital copy that can be immediately downloaded or played on the Big Finish app from the release date.

[dervampireprince]

ASMR | Arcane - Viktor x Listener SFW Taking Care Of Viktor, Getting Ready For Bed

M4A] [Reverse comfort] [Mentions of ableism] [Romantic] [Established relationship]

Based on the requests from multiple of my Patreon members. AceOfHearts asked for "maybe a getting ready for bed type audio for Viktor, helping him take off his braces and get comfortable? Reverse comfort audio of taking care of Viktor when he’s sick/having a pain flare up/both?", Emily asked for "maybe something where he finds it hard to express vulnerability, or we comfort him and tell him that it is okay to ask for help, and it doesn't make him weak or incapable", Rhen Dreagous asked for "A reverse care audio with Victor would be SO good!"

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Custom audio commissions are open! Full public spicy audios on sound gasm (link in pinned post). 2 Exclusive spicy audios on Patreon every month. I also stream on Twitch every week @ dervampireprince . [minors + ageless blogs dni. this blog is for 18+ only.] [do not repost/reupload/edit any of my content]

[hotcupoteckla]

You're scrolling on tiktok and you see a very large bodied woman shown browsing through a thrift shop, and in a quick montage, she pulls out 3 shirts of complementary fabric.

The audio cuts in with a soothing speaking voice of an alto pitch in pillow talk timbre

"Hello and welcome to another of my fashion edit videos where I breathe life back into ill cut clothing. I think it's very important to the environment to not cave into fast fashion or big box stores, so I love using and demonstrating my sewing skills to reuse clothes and so modify them to fit my needs. Some of you might think that these shirts won't give me enough fabric this time-"

During this part of the monologue we can see that the shirts and dress purchase are all shown to be XS, M, and S in that order. One of the tags also lists Aeropostale, and the dress is from Tommy Hilfiger.

"-but I didn't tape my measuring the fabric in the selection montage. I think we'll be fine today. Again, environmentalism is very important to me so I make sure that all pieces I select are excess clothing that nobody ever buys are used exclusively in my videos. Did you know that the Atacama desert is filled with shirts and dresses just thrown away? As a person who worked retail, I can tell you the majority of clothes that we get rid of from clearance racks are eXtra Small, Small to Medium sizes and when they don't sell, they get thrown into a box, hauled onto a trailer and shipped off who knows where. It's incredibly wasteful."

The montage of sewing clips shows how the host deftly interweaves the different fabrics into a design that is more structured than the 2 shirts were before, and it takes on a pleasing appearance. The small dress that was previously a plain blue sleeveless floor length shift conveniently provides 4 equally sized rectangles once its seams are ripped and the dress is cut in half. The panels are measured on screen. A left hand appears on screen, displays the panels weighted, and snaps their fingers to show the pattern fitted to the blocks of fabric. The pieces of paper are centered on each block, with very wide margins around the edge of the paper. Very wide as the hand runs across them to caress the pattern. Nearly as wide as the hand on screen on all sides. The fingers snap again and the pattern pieces are cut, the excess trimmings floofed into a corner.

"So you'll see today I've made the shirts into this marvelous bustier and will proceed to add some beads by hand"

The Large woman wears the two prior shirts styled into a corset top. The top itself looks neatly constructed. She is holding the beads to the camera, they will look very nice beaded onto the designs of the fabrics used and might make the complementary fabrics more cohesive. She pulls away from the camera and prepares for the final reveal of the finished piece. Her stomach & hips are wide but flattened by the top. The skirt is a wider flare than expected, perhaps the cuts were repositioned?

No matter. The video cuts back awkwardly after the beading, as the author used the jump cut, but it is amazing to behold. It sparkles, it shimmers, it IS more cohesive.

"And I really think this is amazing, probably my best work yet. Thank you so much for following along, like, share & subscribe, and let me know what you'd like me to make from selvage next time. Here's some fabric previews." Three fabrics are quickly flashed onscreen centering on pinks. "Buhbiiiiiiieeeee." The large woman tilts her head to the side and blows a kiss to the camera. You look a little closer at her face.

She seems older than you thought.

[pers-books]

River Song’s Last Words 

Cover artwork, cast and story details are today revealed for The Death and Life of River Song: Last Words, a brand-new box set of apocalyptic audio drama, due for release August 2024. 

River Song may be the Doctor’s wife, but there’s so much more to her than that. Alex Kingston played the time-travelling archaeologist on Doctor Who between 2008 and 2015, and has reprised the role in many Big Finish audio dramas since, exploring what River gets up to when she’s not with her Time Lord husband. 

The first box set in her new series, The Death and Life of River Song: Last Words sees River, after cheating death as a digital consciousness uploaded to the Library, brought back to life in a cloned body and sent to Earth in the future, not long before it’s set to be ravaged by solar flares. 

Joining Kingston in this epic story’s cast is Greg Wise – who listeners may know from The Crown and Sense and Sensibility, as well as the 2021 series of Strictly Come Dancing – as ultra-rich tycoon Garrison Clay. He’s the man behind River’s temporary resurrection, and he has a mission for her. 

And, Jamie Parker – best known for playing Harry Potter in the West End show Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, as well as roles in TV series Treadstone and The Crown – plays Sam Avner, a mysterious man who becomes an ally to River. 

The Death and Life of River Song: Last Words is now available for pre-order exclusively here, as a limited edition four-CD box set (plus digital download) for £29.99, or as a digital download only for £22.99.   

Wrenched from her digital afterlife in the Library, River Song finds herself on sixty-first century Earth, resurrected in a clone body. Billionaire tech mogul Garrison Clay has a mystery to solve, and he’s selected River as the person to solve it. 

Armed with only her sonic screwdriver and a fake ID, River heads out into a world soon to be ravaged by solar flares... where danger stalks her at every turn. 

The story is divided into four episodes, or books, all scripted by Robert Valentine: 

Book 1 – Apokalypsis  Book 2 – Fate & Fatality  Book 3 – The Black Hours  Book 4 – Book of the Dead 

These four books together, as well as revealing an important chapter in River’s (after)life, serve as a prequel to the 1975 TV story The Ark in Space, with humanity preparing to flee the doomed Earth. Robert Whitelock guest stars as Lazar and Christine Kavanagh as Vira – characters originally played on television by Kenton Moore and Wendy Williams. 

Also on the cast list of Last Words are Jane Booker, Shogo Miyakita, Jamie Zubairi, Jacob Daniels, Andrew James Spooner, Glen McCready, Issy Van Randwyck, and Nicholas Boulton. 

Producer David Richardson said: “Robert Valentine has done something remarkable with this four-hour drama, which tells the story of the last days of planet Earth before it is destroyed by solar flares, a story told from the perspective of a woman temporarily brought back from the dead. It’s heart-breaking and exciting and doom-laden and, perhaps when you least expect it, uplifting and inspiring.” 

Writer Robert Valentine added: “Originally, I thought I was going to be writing the final ever River Song story. Quickly I realised that I wasn’t, but I thought it would be fun to write something that feels like it’s the last we’ll ever see of River, and actually give that problem to her. Her life is usually intertwined with the Doctor’s, so I thought, what is her life like after her great relationship is over? 

“And, the brief was to do a prequel to The Ark in Space, which is a Doctor Who classic, at the same time. When I went back and rewatched it, I realised that I wouldn't be allowed on this ship, I would have been one of the ones left behind. So I thought, let's give River a mission that leads into The Ark in Space, but with sympathy for those people who aren't on the Ark.” 

Big Finish listeners can also pre-order a bundle with Last Words as well as Volumes 2 and 3 of The Death and Life of River Song, which are both due for release in 2025, for just £80 (collector’s edition CDs + downloads) or £66 (downloads only). 

All the above prices include the special pre-order discount and are subject to change after general release. Please note: the collector’s edition CD box sets are strictly limited to 1,250 copies and will not be repressed. 

Big Finish is currently operating a digital-first release schedule. The mail-out of collector’s edition CDs may be delayed due to factors beyond our control, but all purchases of this release unlock a digital copy that can be immediately downloaded or played on the Big Finish app from the release date.

[justyouraverageweirdo25]

My funky little man.

So, a while back I was lucky enough to be able to join Otz's Vintage Story RP server during the last few sessions of season one. I would've been in it for 4 sessions, but had a pretty nasty chronic pain flare-up during the time the middle 2 sessions where happening. I was there for the last session though and it went... badly for my character.

My character's name was Dohn Joe, which I got during my first session because I had forgot to come up with one before I was in-game and someone who was showing me around had asked and had intended to call me John Doe until I decided on one, but he fumbled his words and called me Dohn Joe instead. He was a builder who wanted to start his own Inn, like the one he had worked in his whole life.

I made some editions to his canonical story due to my absence for those 2 sessions, and some lag and glitches I had both before and after was away for 2 sessions (which were 2 in-game months). In cannon, Dohn had spent the 2 months in a coma having terrible nightmares about the Great Temporal Storm that was set to happen not long after he awoke. I had some problems with my mic and headphones, which lead to me not being able to hear for a few minutes when I joined for the final session. My audio still wasn't as good as it was for my previous session either. So, I tied that in with his story.

I died while trying to follow the group to the boats that were supposed to get us out of there and away from the storm, and the monsters that came with it. In my panicked running, while already trailing behind a bit, I had accidentally put out my torch (aka my only light source) and also eventually running out of stamina because I hadn't brought any food with my to refill it while we ran for the boats. I got way too into character during all this and was actually screaming and stuff. I had finally gotten found by someone with a lantern after repeatedly blowing a horn I had picked up from someone in town earlier when I had gotten stuck in a hole that I couldn't find my way out of due to not being able to see. But while they were guiding me to the everyone else is when my stamina ran out and I wasn't able to keep up with them, leading to me watching their lantern get further away while I was yelling "wait, I can't run anymore" and "don't leave me behind", it was as I was starting to catch up that the wolves attacked, I had intended to go past them, as it seemed like the person I was with was fighting them off, only for their light to disappear as I got to the spot (pretty sure they died) and me to get torn apart by the wolves in the dark while screaming "no no no no, I don't wanna die".

I might've been fine and had been able to keep up with the group if I had brought some food and had either tried to get a lantern before we left town, or had just not been stupid and jumped right into the deep water that put out my torch.

Anyways, I came up with a neat idea for my season 2 come-back with Dohn as I never really got to follow through with my plans for him due to the timing of when I joined the server, aka 4 sessions before it ended. I couldn't just actually use the same character, since season 2 does pick up where season 1 left off more or less and my character had died. So, my funky little idea is that the weird magic of the storm that had come through shortly after his death had basically re-made Dohn from what was left of his body, who is similar to Dohn, but not quite the same. He has some of Dohn's memories that he has gained through dreams and nightmares following him waking up/being born after the storm, but most of it is kinda scattered and in bits and pieces.

[artemistorm]

Hey! I just came across your post about short podfics and, as someone who's been making podfics for a couple of years, I thought I might share some advice (feel free to ignore it if it doesn't sound helpful or appealing of course)

I understand where you're coming from, but there are multiple reasons why asking authors to share your podfic as part of their fic post, instead of posting it yourself, isn't a good idea. First, editing an AO3 post to add all the links to the podfic, all the necessary tags, etc. is actually a lot of work to ask from an author, and if that's your expectation, they might decide it's just not worth the time/effort. Because, second, a podfic that you made, no matter how long or short, is *your* work. It belongs on your account, and publishing it is your job, not the fic's author's. If you're worried about clutter on your account, you can create a separate pseud, or even a separate account for your podfics. And third, posting the podfic as a new work makes it easier to find for potential listeners. A person browsing the most recent works in the Podfic tag in search for new podfics will likely not notice that a podfic was added to some old fic, unless the author changes the publication date on their fic, or adds the podfic as a new chapter (which means even more work for them)

There are some situations where posting the fic and the podfic together as one work makes sense: for example if you're the author of both the fic and the podfic, or if you're collaborating with an author and you're posting the fic and podfic together as co-authors. But if you're making a podfic of someone else's fic that's already published, it just makes more sense to post it yourself. Remember that, as a podficcer, you're not just a text-to-speech service, you're a creator too. Even if it's just a 100-word drabble, you still deserve full credit for your work (and all the kudos and comments from your listeners) <3

Yes, thank you for your input. I have been wrestling with these issues for a few weeks now as I am just starting out in podfics. But I have come to the conclusion that because of me and my fandom’s unique situation, despite the points of concern that you list, I am justified in the way I choose to podfic.

For me, making podfics is about a) having fun and learning a new skill, b) making stories accessible to people who can’t read them (like me when my disabilities flare up), c) doing podfic outreach and trying to recruit as many people as possible to try their hand at making (non-AI) podfics so that I don’t have to do all the work myself.

I don’t care about recognition or attention. Podfics in my fandom generally get minimal interaction anyways—20-30 kudos and a handful of comments, if any at all. I went into this knowing that making podfics would be a labor of love and would have to be intrinsically rewarding to be a sustainable hobby. Besides, it’s the authors of the story that deserve the credit. I’m just reading the story out loud which isn’t a particularly hard or noteworthy feat.

I do not care about having podfics on my own account for the purpose of claiming them as mine. As long as the beginning of the podfic audio has “spoken by Unexpected Stormy,” that’s good enough for me. Our fandom is small with only 6-10k fics and 38 podfics total so even if new podfic audio was put in an old fic, as long as it was tagged correctly, it would still easily be found because of how few there are to start with.

Actually, my preference is for authors to put my audio in their fics because it would reduce the redundancy of having two ao3 fics for the same story, and it is better in my opinion to have everything in one place: the story, the fanart, the podfic.

But I do recognize that asking them to put my audio in their fic creates more work for them so I give the authors the choice to decide for themselves what they would prefer, especially if I ask to record their podfic and they did not self-rec it to me.

I do think that all fics are worthy to be podficced (by people not AI), and I hope someday that they will be, but alas, I do not have the time or energy to podfic anything and everything, so I have to pick and choose. The podfics I like to listen to are 15 minutes+ long, so that is the kind of podfic I prefer to record. It’s more “bang for your buck” to create these longer podfics than shorter <10 minute podfics.

I have a few ways of choosing fics to podfic, and one of the main ways is by having authors self-recommending their fics to me that they would like podficced. If an author asks me to podfic a shorter work and I am willing to do it, but as a trade off, I ask that they contribute a little of their own time and effort and put the podfic in their own stories. I do think it is fair to put this stipulation on recording a shorter podfic. After all, I’m the one doing it, so I get to make the rules. And of course, I would help them link the podfic and tag it (it’s not hard to link a podfic from archive.org and to retag and already-established fic).

I am thinking of making a second AO3 account specifically for podfics so that they don’t overwhelm my written fics; I am first and foremost, a fic writer, and secondly a podfic-er. But I’m not to the point where I feel the need to yet. I have only done 3 podfics so far and one of them is my own fic.

The purpose of my life is to tell stories, I’ve known this since I was a kid. I’m the kind of person who if I ever formally published some kind of story like a book or a TV show or a video game that I would encourage it to be pirated or free so that it would be more widely available and accessible to people and not locked behind a paywall. My allegiance is always to the story and the audience, not to my own glory or to money. And this philosophy of storytelling extends to my creation of podfics as well.

Thanks again for sharing your concerns. I’m not mad at you or anything, I just disagree on this issue. Its cool to hear from an older more experienced podfic-er who is looking out for me. There are so few podfic-ers out there that we ought to stick together. Anyways, I’m off to take a nap. Byeeee!

[parinazcpgisblog-aslevel]

Week 10 - Editing

Standard Shot - putting two clips together, no fuss, no flare.

J-Cut - Leading into the next scene with the audio. Allows audience to know what's going to happen next. Drag audio clip of next clip onto tail of current clip.

L-Cut - Audio from current clip overlaps into next clip - Good for conversational themes.

Cutting on action - Cut when a character moves a certain way, allows audiences eyes to stay on the action.

Crosscutting / Parallel Editing - Have two narratives playing out at the same time.

Cutaways - Cut to show viewer where you are in the scene.

Montage - Sequences, light jumpcuts over an extended period of time over different locations.

Matchcut - Matching characters actions into the next scene.

[grimmbitty]

Handmade DC intro title card for a Shazam film that I made up!!⚡️

This post is kinda interesting because I have not tried my hand at video editing in a while. I’m hoping to get one of my friends to help me install photoshop on my computer so I can remake this sequence with actual 3D assets. But for now? They’re hand drawn in procreate.

I thought I would share some behind the scenes of how I made this for anyone who might be interested in doing something similar! :D

[ Behind the Scenes Info Below ⬇️ ]

Okay so I decided to make this intro as kinda like a “ooh what if I made my own Shazam film? How would I do the opening DC title? I would want it to be like a dark and spooky night, then have the camera be panning down through the clouds. Then I could easily transition into the opening scene because that takes place during a dark and stormy night. OOoOoO.”

But first, in order to do that I had to make modifications to the DC logo. I didn’t want to use any premade 3D assets they had; I wanted to make my own. However, I don’t currently have photoshop, so I had to improvise and make a 2D logo kinda look 3D with some extra layers and shading tricks. I did this in procreate, but any art app will do really. Just keep your preferred perspective in mind.

Then after I was done with making sure my perspective was all good and in check I then proceeded to decorate the hell out of the logo with a bunch of clipping masks lol. I just slapped a bunch of different things on there. Some lense flares, some random brushes, some multiply layers, whatever. I didn’t really have a plan in mind when I did this I just kinda went with the vibes.

Then after that I made another file where I just worked on the little sparkle effect that I added in. For the sparkle effect I just picked like a default brush in procreate that looked pretty and then animated it to do a little slide across the letter “D”.

Next, I did some work on the backgrounds. I made sure to have really “tall” files so that way I could make them slide down in my video editor. This kinda gives that vibe that we are descending through the clouds, hopefully towards an establishing shot, for our opening scene, for our fake movie.

I made two parts for this. One animated background where I changed to opacity of the backlight for each frame to kinda give the illusion that lightning was peaking through the clouds. The second was just some clouds that I was gonna overlay on top of the DC logo, so it just felt more like everything was in the scene together.

I would provide video examples of this, but tumblr only allows me to upload one video per post. And if you’re wondering what brushes I used to this? I just googled “Procreate free cloud brushes” and downloaded the top result.

The ones I’m using are made by an artist named DI, and I got them off of gumroad. Info for their socials provided in the third image below.

And then once I had all of those assets together I just edited them all together in a program called HitFilm Express. I used to like it a lot since it’s free, and I used to use it to edit YouTube videos. That was back when I used to upload my Minecraft videos with my friends online lol. However, recently HitFilm has put a lot of features I used to use behind a paywall so :/. I’m probably going to look for alternatives sometime soon.

Normally I don’t mind being restricted in some sense for a free program, but they disabled the ability to fade clips in and out, and I think that’s a vital tool. It’s a shame to see it locked behind a paywall because I used it in pretty much all my projects.

And lastly the audio! I just found free to use clips of rain sounds, thunder claps, and then some ambient music. The track you can hear in this short clip is the intro to the song Redeye - Green House (1994). The artist is also known as Tobias Beldermann if any of you guys were curious where I got that from.

Buttttt yeah! That’s about all I have for showing you guys how I made my little 5 second clip. I’m not really one who’s qualified to make “tutorials” in any sense, because most of what I post online is just me dicking around and having fun, so I don’t want to be super serious. But, I also like showing my process just so if anyone out there is maybe interested in doing something similar, well then they have some ideas for where to start.

Anyways, if you guys want to read my first couple scenes for my Shazam story Shazam:City of Brotherly Love I’m going to link it here.

It’s still a work in progress, and if I end up doing any edits I’m just going to make them to the the post itself. Just because it’s not really worth it to me, posting almost identical chapters/scenes over, and over again lol.

Okiii byyeee!! I hope you enjoyed!! ~✨

[theremina]

Grab your headphones and gird your loins. Episode 7 of the @liminalflares podcast is out now and no one has ever heard Goblin Market quite like this before.

Welcome to an unabashedly #Sapphic AND #GenderInclusive rendition of Christina Rossetti's most famous poem. This is a truly singular and exquisitely decadent aural treat!

By the way, if you aren't already listening to Liminal Flares using headphones/earbuds, we strongly encourage you to do so - in general, but especially for this episode. @Theremina pulled out all the stops and then found still more stops for this one. So much incredible instrumentation: theremin, violin, kalimba, voice, oh my!

And where they found those goblin vocalists, I have no idea. 😉 Who knew the fair folk were available for voice work? The lasciviously impish things my ears have heard as sound palettes were crafted and woven together for this...

Listen to the entire episode wherever you get your podcasts.

If you're enjoying our show, please help #LiminalFlares grow by sharing it on your social media channels and with others who will enjoy our haunted and haunting, gender-inclusive story time.

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Writing/Editing & Narration by @liquidnight⁣⁣

Music by @theparlourtrick⁣⁣

Audio Engineering by @meryayanos⁣⁣

New episodes every Thursday!