#i haven't seen all songs yet but i got the important bits so.

[moonchild-in-blue]

💙🥹

[us-the-voices-and-more-voices-2]

Jason with his time in the league of assassins

Talia walks into the small modest room where Jason is livening in while he gets back on his feet, having a bunch of brain functions recovered takes a while to get used to. he's been doing physical therapy and occupational therapy for the last couple months, his dexterity isn't exactly back yet.

Talia: Jason? what are you doing?

Jason: well there's this thing I always wanted to try called stop motion animation, and well you got some lego's for Dami but he's a bit too small for them so.. I took them and have been animating. I was bored in-between everything, you don't have any good books I haven't already read.

Talia: well that is an acceptable pass time, what are you making?

Jason: oh it's a weird comedy spoof for kids about batman and the joker being nemesis's, I wanted to make it for Dami since well he doesn't know much about him or the other ones and he's only 3 and well it doesn't seem like much but the time I'm done he'll be 5 and be able to enjoy it. i don't know talia I'm bored and want to make something for him.

Talia: very well, if you so wish. I can get some people in to help you make it if you wish.

Jason: really?

Talia: yes, I can. it does sound like a nice gift.

Jason: oh thank you!

Many months of therapy complete, he starts to retrain and regain all the fighting skills he lost and learn some new ones. in the meanwhile, Jason and 3 other people have been making a complete feature film for Damian who's just turned 4, they were about halfway done and it was looking good.

Talia: so how's it coming along?

Jason: it's been hard and hurts like a bitch, but I'm getting better at flips!

Talia: no. not that, I mean the movie?

Jason: oh it's halfway done! me and the one man and 2 women are doing great we reshot the opening, and we are more than 68% done! so it will be ready by Dami's birthday.

Talia: he will enjoy it I believe.

Jason: of course he would, it's his first ever kids movie!

Talia: why yes it is!

many many many more months pass and it becomes Dami's 5th birthday and Jason and his crew had wrapped up, the voice acting was done mostly by himself, and the crew but he asked some of the league for other voices. eventually after scoring and mixing they met the deadline. they set up the league theatre and put the movie on.

lego batman: [voice over] Black. All important movies start with a black screen... And music... Edgy, scary music that would make a parent or studio executive nervous... And logos... Really long and dramatic logos... Warner Bros. Why not "Warner Brothers"? I don't know... Hmm... Not sure what LOA does, but that logo is macho. I dig it... Okay. Get yourself ready for some... reading. "If you want to make the world a better place, take a look at yourself and make a change. Hooo." No. I said that. Batman is very wise. I also have huge pecs and a nine-pack. Yeah, I've got an extra ab. Now, let's start the movie.

Dami: momma? what's the movie about?

talia: your father

lego Alfred Pennyworth: Were you looking at the old family pictures again?

lego Batman: At the what? The old family... Oh, yes! I see what you mean. Look at that! The old gang. Yeah. No, I wasn't.

lego Alfred Pennyworth: I see. Sir, if you don't mind my saying, I'm a little concerned. I've seen you go through similar phases in 2001 and 2006 and 2008 and 2005 and 1997 and 1995 and 1992 and 1989 and that weird one in 1999. Do you want to talk about how you're feeling right now?

lego Batman: I don't talks about feelings, Alfred. I don't have any, I've never seen one. I'm a night-stalking, crime-fighting vigilante, and a heavy metal rapping machine. I don't feel anything emotionally, except for rage. 24/7, 365, at a million percent. And if you think that there's something behind that, then you're crazy. Good night, Alfred.

lego Alfred Pennyworth: Sir, it's morning..

Talia: *laughs*

Dami: *chuckles*

Jason: *smiles with accomplishment*

lego Batman: [Batman's song] Who never skips leg day?

Chorus: Batman!

lego Batman: Who always pays their taxes?

lego Batman, Chorus: Not Batman!

Talia: *wails with laughter*

Dami: what are taxes?

Jason: you'll know when you get older don't worry about it

The lego Joker: Are you seriously saying there is nothing, nothing special about our relationship?

lego Batman: Whoa. Let me tell you something, J-bird. Batman doesn't do 'ships.

The lego Joker: [Confused] What?

lego Batman: As in "relationships." There is no "us." Batman and Joker are not a thing. I don't need you. I don't need anyone. You mean nothing to me. No one does.

Talia: that is your father's arch-nemesis the joker

Dami: oh okay

Jason: please kill him for me

dami: okay Jason, i will avagange, e-venge, avenge your honour!

Jason: you have no idea what that means to me buddy *wipes away a tear*

Lego Robin: My name's Richard Grayson, but all the kids at the orphanage call me Dick.

Lego Batman: Well, children can be cruel.

Jason: when I first heard dick's name I unironically thought everyone was just calling him a dickhead so much that the name dick stuck, but nope turns out it's short for Richard. he even changed his name to dick, I personally would never. but he pulls it off flawlessly. *chuckles*

talia: I did not know mr Grayson preferred to be called Dick.

Dami: who's dick then?

Jason: oh he's your older brother.

Lego Robin: What? [Sees Batcave]

Lego Robin: It's the Batcave! Ohmygosh ohmygosh ohmygosh ohmygosh ohmygooo-! [Bumps into Batman]

Lego Robin: Batman, woah!

Lego Batman: You're darn right, woah!

Lego Robin: Wait, does Batman live in Bruce Wayne's basement?

Lego Batman: No, Bruce Wayne lives in Batman's attic.

Talia: *DIES OF LAUGHTER* oh Jason this is amazing.

Jason: I wish to impress!

Lego Robin: Hey, I was thinking. If I'm gonna be a superhero, and go on awesome superhero missions like this one, can we use code names? Mine can be Robin.

Lego Batman: I'm sorry, say that again?

Lego Robin: Robin.

Lego Batman: As in the small, Midwestern frail bird?

Lego Robin: Yeah, and I already have a catch phrase. Tweet, tweet, on the street.

Lego Batman: Hard pass.

Lego Robin: And a song. [singing]

Lego Robin: Fly, Robin, fly.

Lego Batman: Harder pass.

dami: *laughs so hard he coughs*

talia: habbibi careful, don't laugh so hard you will hurt yourself

Jason: honestly yeah you can hurt yourself badly.

LegoRobin: Wow! Look, it's the Bat-Sub!

Lego Batman: Wait, don't touch that!

Lego Robin: Over there! It's the Bat-Space Shuttle!

Lego Batman: Please keep your hands off that.

Lego Robin: Look, it's the Bat-Zeppelin!

Lego Batman: Don't touch that, either!

Lego Robin: It's the Bat-Train!

Lego Batman: No!

Lego Robin: It's the Bat-Kayak!

Lego Batman: No!

Lego Robin: It's the Bat-Dune Buggy!

Lego Batman: No!

Lego Robin: It's the Bat... Shark Repellent?

Lego Batman: [pause] Uh, actually, you can touch that. It's completely useless.

Talia: shark repelent is actually a quite useful invention why is bruce beloved not recognising it's full potential?

Jason: keep watching

Dami: does father have all those things?

Jason: sure does!

Lego Batman: We are gonna steal the Phantom Zone projector from Superman.

Lego Robin: [frowns] Steal?

Lego Batman: Yeah. We have to right a wrong. And sometimes, in order to right a wrong, you have to do a wrong-right. Gandhi said that.

Lego Robin: Are we sure Gandhi said that?

Lego Batman: I'm paraphrasing.

Talia: *laughs*

Dami: *laughs so hard he starts coughing AGAIN*

Jason: ghandi so said that btw.

lego Jim Gordon: [sees Robin for the first time] Who is that?

lego Robin: Hi, police man!

lego Jim Gordon: Is that your son?

Lego Robin: Yes, I am!

Lego Batman: [laughs nervously] Is that my son? No, that's just weird.

Lego Jim Gordon: It's weirder if it's not your son.

Jason: this interaction is based off an actual interaction between jimmy and Dick.

[batman and robin arrive at the fortress of solitude]

lego Batman: Hey, kid!

lego Robin: Yes, sir?

lego Batman: You're super nimble, right?

lego Robin: I sure am!

lego Batman: And small?

lego Robin: Very.

lego Batman: And quiet?

lego Robin: [whispering] When I desire to be.

lego Batman: And 110% expendable?

lego Robin: I don't know what that means, but okay!

Jason: bruce really did not know how to deal with a 11 year old child hellbent on murdering a mob boss, so he kept bringing him along on incredibly dangerous missions, it was always fine in the end but this sort of situation happened once.

Talia: really?

Jason: the expendable part was from a wayne tech family event, and they crushed it. but dick had to sacrifice himself to help bruce win, it was so funny. I was there.

Lego Batman: White. All important movies end with a white screen.

Talia, jason, the other 70 league of assassin members and Damien break out into applause for the movie.

Jason: THANK YOU ALL, but special thanks to Gerald, and lily and Rin!!!! I WOULD HAVE NEVNER FINISHED IT WITHOUT YOU THANK YOUUUUUUU

the audience bursts into a large uproar of applause.

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Cassette Beasts?

Cassette Beasts is a creature-collecting game by Bytten Studio! Record monsters on tapes, become a Ranger, and find the way off of New Wirral in this amazing adventure!

Spoilers below the cut!!

So I had a plan to write this review before I even finished the game. It was just that good. But! I managed to hold off until I at least finished the main game. Next goal: 100% and DLC! And also buying the OST when I have the chance.

Now, I'm not putting this off until the middle of the review: every musical track in this game is a certified banger. I absolutely loved the music of the game. As one person put it (while I was looking for the OST), I just didn't get tired of the music. And that's a pretty big win for a game where you have so, so many encounters and only a handful of tracks to play.

The way they implement the music is also impressive because it's narratively important. The lyrics work their way in when a fusion happens and during big story battles. The town theme's music plays when you're indoors. Plus the lyrics just feel right with its tones and atmosphere. Also the difference between the few main battle themes is just enough for one to feel more tense/exciting than the others. Just an overall great thing they have going on with the audio.

Okay with that out of the way!

Cassette Beasts is a solid game, actually pretty high tier.

Mechanically, I've seen people compare it to Pokemon. I feel like it's like a mix of Pokemon and Persona. You can record the monsters, remaster (evolve) them at five stars, with some having having special evolution requirements. Monsters can show up as bootlegs, where they're a type other than its base type, which is just like shiny hunting but more (cause there's like 12 types). And I've already killed a plastic bootleg by accident...

The moves (stickers) are mix and match, mostly according to typing. I'm pretty into it cause I love giving my party members all sorts of type coverage. I haven't particularly gone into finding weird strategies yet other than AP Refund, but I can see some cool ones thanks to needing to battle all 12 Ranger Captains.

And then you can fuse! Which I thought was interesting, and it adds an ace to go to when you're in a pinch. But you fusing means that wild monsters (and other rangers) can fuse too. Those provide some fun challenges and opportunities to find bootlegs, plus progression in post-game.

Did I mention that this game is also like a Metroidvania? Capturing certain monsters gives up to 6 overworld movement abilities and I think that's pretty neat. All of them have their uses and none of them are niche, which is a win.

The story was pretty interesting! Dropping in onto a mysterious island and trying to find a way back home is nice and simple and all the detail added around it make it engaging. The Archangels are wildly uncomfortable which I didn't expect and I loved it. Despite loving it, it still did come out of nowhere but greatly forgiven because it was right at the start (and not some random turn in the middle).

The pacing was a bit off for me though because I got like 5 out of 8 song pieces before I even defeated 4 captains or even met all the partner characters. I also don't know how relationship progress works other than fight things and rest. Thinking about it now, there's probably a reason why there a speedrun timer in that you don't have to play through all the content (8/9 archangels, no captains?), I guess.

I liked the references to all sorts of topics throughout the story and I think it's pretty interesting for the characters to be from different timelines. It makes it easy to explain weird inconsistencies.

Funny thing I did by accident for end game's story: I switched out Meredith's Regensea with an Aeroboros cause I wanted her starter in my party. And boy did that choice bite back later lol.

Graphics are also solid. The 3D world with 2D sprites reminds me of Octopath Traveller. I appreciate the non-pixel portrait art for the characters, but I would've liked it either way. The designs of the monsters and the characters are all great! Honestly, I should take some notes from them since even if there's 15+ characters, they still all have very specific designs and personalities to match.

The detail in the world is great too, like the light reflecting off the puddle or the fog that rolls in and the rain. So like weather in general.

Also, as a note just for me, I liked the fonts and font effects that they used. Very cool.

Cassette Beasts is a quality creature-collecting game! If you need another Pokemon/Digimon/Persona, here's a game for you. Or if you just want a cool turn-based RPG with cool music, that's cool too.

As always,

Enjoy gaming!

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

Hello! May I request Ozzie with a reader who loves to dress in old-fashioned, cottagecore-y (yet elegant) dresses, please? She has a personality to match that style, too (Sweet, soft-spoken and more than a bit shy). I'm not sure for which Penguins do you write for, but I'd love to see 2022 and Arkham! If you feel like adding more, please do! Thank you! 🩷

"Cottage-core Fluff" Penguin Party

Might as well make this a penguin party 🐧🥳

I will warn you, though, that the shy/soft spoken personality aspect is similar to another ask I've done (albeit for lolita fashion). So I'll be leaning more into the fashion aspect!

TW: None

Gotham

There's something about it... It's so sickly sweet in comparison to himself. Part of him feels like he should be repulsed. And yet... There's something familiar about it. It's not how his mother dressed, no that was a different fashion. But the whimsy and lightness of it makes him feel at home. Reminds him of a better time in his life.

There's a certain hesitance he feels around you because of these mixed feelings. He's beyond his past. He's the King of Gotham now, haven't you noticed? Black and dark accent colors. That kind of cuteness gets devoured in his world. Wouldn't you be better growing in the sunshine somewhere?

And yet you bring him warmth. You remind him that a sun still shines. There's something about the darkness, murder and mayhem he'll experience in just one night... to come home to you in the daylight. Just to hear the quiet echo of your voice greeting him and telling him you missed him.

BTAS

Enamored with it. It reminds him of the old Snow White disney film- or something along those lines, anyways. Kind and caring. A soft beauty that could practically call the woodland creatures into your arms. It's why he doesn't trust you at first. Not fully, anyways. Far too many in Gotham who like to hide behind a pretty facade only to show their true colors when the joke stops being funny.

He doesn't push you away. No, rather he "tests" you. Gives you ample opportunity to take advantage. Take his money, embarrass him- He's been down this road before. And yet you act just as the fashion you dress. Sweet and good-natured. You "pass" everything he throws at you with flying colors. Truly, it's as though you could actually tame a beast if you tried.

He walks arm in arm with you down the street, his umbrella acting as a parasol for you. Someone like you, being as you are, being with him- he could take a very different sort of path knowing he has you by him. He could be good for you.

Burton

Talk about opposites! Y'know what kinda flowers grow in the sewers? Not any. Not before Ivy got pissed at him that one time and- well, you get the point. Outside was already a lot to adjust to and that was Gotham which is... you've seen Gotham. There's nice parts and there's parts that make you want to shower from the amount of nasty all around. Cottage-core reflects sort of... nothing he's ever seen before.

He'd be rather fascinated by it. It's not the frills and delicate porcelain he was kept so far from. It's not even the darkness and stink and metal he had to shroud himself in for protection amongst his feathery compatriots. It's new and he can actually touch it. Run his hands along the fabrics and almost smell the flowers in his mind. Imagine being outside in the sun with you... It's almost too bright. But he'd be willing to walk if you want him beside you.

It won't make sense to anyone around you two. He'll never play you love songs on a piano. He'll never be able to tell you the difference between a daisy and a carnation. He won't remember to put the toilet seat down or that you might not want to watch him eat this fish with his bare hands and teeth... But you know something? He loves you. He'll try to know those things that are important to you because he wants you to know he cares.

Arkham games

Does that come in a winter style? Or some rather... thicker material at least? A lot of it seems very light and airy and that just won't work in his club, luv. He likes you not frozen to death! Plus what about the winter? Do you know how cold it gets in Gotham in winter? Let him adorn you in finery! He'll make sure it has touches you like. He's not an entirely selfish man, after all.

The concept of it is very foreign to him. It's outdoorsy and soft. Something almost magical against the grime and muck he's encountered his whole life. He's never known a countryside that hasn't bored him to tears. It's easy to confuse your look for someone that isn't resilient. And yet they, whomever they are, would be wrong about that.

How else would you have made it to Gotham? To him- if you were completely at the mercy to it's shadows? A cottage can have thorns. A delicate and sweet hand can pull the teeth of her attacker. Just allow him to give you pliers, ducky, and that extra yank if you're feeling too merciful.

Batman 2022

Doesn't realize it's a thing until you tell him, tbh. He just thought you liked looking like you stepped out of a historical drama! Baking your own bread or whatever! It's something specific to you, it has a name. That makes it something he's got to know about. You ask him about stuff that he likes and he's interested in! He's not the big bad guy people might make him out to be- He wants to give you the same treatment.

He will tease you about it, though. Are you gonna sing the opening number to Beauty and The Beast? You look at him. ...What? Like he's not supposed to see the local theater? pronounced thee-a-tur. That's what you look like! With all the bonjour and readin' your book! Does that make him the big bad beast that's gonna hide you away in his castle? He doesn't take it as an insult.

Huge bonus if you actually cook or do the home-y stuff sometimes related to cottage-core aesthetics. He grew up in little Italy with a family that home cooked everything. Actually, even if you don't but you wanna learn, he could teach you a thing or two. You in one of them cutesy dresses, cookin' with him... He could get really into that.

BTAA

I think at first he would scoff at a lot of it. Not because he doesn't care about your interests or think it's pretty. It's more the concepts of cottage-core. You want to look pretty, of course. He likes that you want to look pretty! But all that nonsense about doing everything yourself and your hands possibly getting callouses! Oh no, no. Let's stick to just the fashion, hm?

Now fashion, he understands. No one could ever accuse the man of looking cheap. And, no, that's not solely on account of him needing tailoring for his... stature. It's because he has taste, darling! The monocle and ensemble should prove that. Speaking of, he'll have to get some matching motifs for you. Still in your style, of course, but you'll look like a pair. You'll look stunning in purple, he's certain.

It's the soft-spoken nature and shyness that he's going to have to work on. You're with Oswald Cobblepot now. We take what we want by the fistfuls here. That includes you, his little sparrow! Tell him your most selfish, wicked hearts desire and he'll do his best to make it happen! Even if it includes brutal murder! Actually, it might be fun if it includes that. Or at least some light extortion and maiming. For his sake.

[sparkles-oflight]

Polaroid Photos - Part 1

Master Post | Chapter 2

Hi everyone! This took a long time to make :V

As you can imagine, I had to do a lot of research for this. A lot of it is fictional, but a lot of it is true! I'll leave a list on the final notes with my sources, though I couldn't remember where some of the things were from.

I got help from a lot of people on Tumblr to find them and I'd like to thank them!

Btw, I wrote this before *vaguely gestures at Bakery* that whole situation happened

(kinda wish I had written more bakery now):

As I'm writing this, I haven't written chapter 3… yet.

But I've been wanting to get this out since FOREVEEEER.

Hope you enjoy it.

The year was 2000... The Guštins’ household had their first child: a boy born from the love of a Dutch woman and a Slovenian man. His name is Kris. He’s a couple of months old, but now that he finally can sleep through a full night his mom decided to meet up with a friend, leaving the “two men of the house” – as she called them – alone.

Yet, Kris had never slept without his mom, so he was irritated, whining in hopes she would show up to sing him his usual lullaby song.

Guštin wasn’t sure of what to do since Kris seemed to hate every time his dad tried to sing the song in his mom’s place, almost as if he was mocking his poor attempt at singing in Dutch.

He got closer to Kris to get him the pacifier.

- Ugh, why are babies so ugly? – he sighed as he finally gave the object to his son which seemed to do the trick to calm him down – See, you are much cuter like that.

Guštin put his hands on his forehead and massaged it.

- I need to tell your mama we can’t be alone anymore because you clearly have a bias for her voice. And I’m a singer!

He looked down to see his son staring at him with beautiful calm blue eyes. Then he noticed Kris was moving around with his fingers almost as if he was playing the guitar, which reminded him that his son had not yet seen a guitar – he hasn’t played at home lately after all.

- Wait a minute, okay? – he smiled and kissed his son on the forehead.

Guštin rushed down the stairs and returned to the room with his acoustic guitar.

- Kris, this is a guitar. You’ll love it. – he sat next to him – Well, at least your mom did, you know? One day, I told her “Chantal, there’s something very important I need to tell you”, and you know how your mother is, right? She said, “Miha, I’m busy at the moment we can talk later”.

Miha tried to imitate his wife’s accent which made Kris chuckle a little at his father’s nonsense.

- But, Kris, when you have such big love for a woman, you just can’t hold it back. You’ll understand when you grow up. – he cleared his throat – So... I dedicated her a song. She didn’t speak Slovene at the time, of course, but it was the language I was able to express myself in rather than explain my feelings. And I gave her a sheet with the translation anyway. – he smiled nervously.

He looked a bit at the wall and tapped his fingers on the guitar before starting to play it.

- Mlin na veter me bo gnou. – “Windmill will push me.” - Da ne bom nikol' pristou – “So I never land.”

The melody at the start was very “repetitive”, almost as if raw, which was easier for Kris to get his head around the song.

- Glih zdej plavam čez oblak – “Right now I'm swimming across the clouds” - In me reže težek zrak. – “And the sharp wind is cutting me”.

Miha singing this song is no problem – usually. Now, singing it after telling a bit of his love story to his son? That’s wild.

- Al bo sonce, al bo sneg – “Let it be sun or snow” - Mene grab nervozn smeh. “I'm laughing nervously”.

It’s insane to him that he actually married the woman he loved so much, and that she came to his small country for him, and that they both have a child together!

- Rad bi ujel le njeno dlan – “I just wanna catch her hand” - Da ne odplavam predaleč stran... – “So, I don't swim too far” ...

The melody suddenly changed, and Kris’ eyes dilated as he felt chills across his body – even as a baby he felt connected to his father’s voice and emotions.

- Dnevi niso rok'n'roll – “Days aren't Rock n' Roll”- Ampak vedno tisji mol - “But a quietly descending minor”.

Miha looked at his son who looked delighted to hear his father for the first time and he couldn’t help but grin at him.

- Oči mi grize mrzu led – “Frost is biting my eyes” - Samo jaz vidim njeno sled. – “Only I can see her trail”.

As he sang, eventually, Kris fell asleep and that is still one of the memories Miha holds close to him to this day.

He remembers Kris’ childhood probably better than Maks’ and Maja’s because he was a bit hard to deal with. He remembers Kris coming home pissed for not being able to color inside lines at the kindergarten and start tearing up out of frustration. He remembers the day Kris told him and his mom he preferred Slovene food over Dutch food – a very happy day for Miha – and he particularly remembers Kris being upset after a summer vacation.

Miha and Chantal took Kris and Maks to a summer colony with their friends and the day they returned he asked his sons if they wanted to do it again, Maks mumbled “sure, whatever” while Kris started desperately sobbing because he wanted to live nearby the sea instead.

Both parents tried to find ways to make their son meet the sea more often to entertain him... But Kris made Miha worried. Maybe because he was the oldest, but he was worried because he didn’t seem to have a passion. Sure, he was playing football sometimes, but he never shared any interest in making a career out of it – nor did he have the skills from what Miha had seen. He also never picked up on the guitar even when his dad gifted him one. In fact, Kris looked annoyed at the gift, coldly even.

One day, however, Kris made a very big decision after school, when Miha was absent.

- Welcome home, Kris – Chantal told him as he entered the house.

- Hi, mama.

- Why do you look so gloomy? – she said, tucking his hair behind his ear – Did something happen?

- Mama, I want to cut my hair. – he declared.

She stopped moving her hand when he said that. He had beautiful long and straight hair, and she felt her heart tighten as he said that.

- What? Why?

He took off his shoes, put his jacket on the coat hanger, and dropped his backpack on the floor.

- I’m tired of being called a girl!

- Kris... you know your hair has nothing to do with who you are.

- I know that! You and Dad already told me about it!

- Then why do you want to cut your beautiful hair?

- What if I don’t want to have this hair?

- Then we can cut it, but remember, I’ll only help you with that if that is really what you want to do.

Kris took a deep breath and his flustered skin seemed to cool off for a bit.

- It is what I want to do. – he said confidently.

- Promise? – she smiled at him.

- Promise.

Chantal hugged him strongly.

Later, she told Miha about Kris’ decision which made him proud. Sure, you shouldn’t change just because someone told you something mean, but the fact Kris got the courage to declare something he wanted to do with himself seemed like progress to Miha.

One time, neither Miha nor Chantal could take Maja to dance practice and asked Kris to do it since they lived nearby after all. He didn’t seem so happy about taking his little sister there, but alas.

- Ugh, and where do I put this? – Kris sighed while waving around her bag.

Maja still couldn’t carry around her bag on her own and there was no way Kris was taking it to the girl's locker room. He would rather not be wanted for harassing children at the age of 14, thanks.

- You can... leave it with Ema.

- Ema, Ema... You are always talking about this Ema girl, who’s she? An old hag?

- Our teacher! Well, sometimes... Marija! – Maja yelled for another girl her age who walked in.

They both started talking so fast and with such squeaking voices that Kris could not keep up with the conversation.

Eventually, a girl around his age walked in.

- Marija, calm down! – she smiled.

This girl seemed like another older sibling trying to keep her sister calm, though she seemed calmer than Kris.

She’s tall, but not taller than Kris, she has blonde hair and green eyes, and Kris’ lips can’t help but form a smile since, to him, she looked so beautiful. In her voice, he also noticed a strong accent which he couldn’t exactly pinpoint where it came from.

- They can be annoying like that sometimes. Always talking kids’ stuff and... you know. – he put his hands on his hips.

- Yeah. Are you Maja’s brother? I’ve heard about you.

- Good or Bad things?

- Depends on what you consider good. – she smiled – Do you also do gymnastics?

- Nah, I can’t bear this actually, not really my thing.

- Oh really? I thought you’d enjoy something like gymnastics... like floor gymnastics. Though I guess men’s gymnastics doesn’t really have music.

- What? – Kris looked confused – What does that have to do with me?

- I mean, you are part of a family of musicians, aren’t you?

That struck a nerve in Kris’ head. He actually doesn’t get the hype around his family, and he doesn’t get his father’s love for the guitar and singing. He had one of his own and he probably only touched it once, if even that, since he got it.

- Oh God, we are late, Maja, Marija! – she said.

- Oh, sorry. – Kris gave her the bag as he snapped back in, he then noticed the girl was carrying around two bags – Ugh, nice talking with you.

- Nice to talk to you too, Maks.

- I’m Kris actually.

- Oh! Sorry, got the brothers wrong! – she smiled at him.

- What’s your name?

- Ema. See you around!

The three of them ran inside and Kris was left there slightly flustered.

“See you around”, she said. Kris would remember that. Kris would make sure to take Maja to practice as much as he could. He learned Ema was a year older than him and she came from Vrhnika to Ljubljana twice a week for practice and sometimes on the weekends to visit her relatives, and she was not Maja’s teacher, she just assisted the class sometimes.

With Ema, Kris developed a friendship and also a slight crush on her, though he didn’t act upon it... for a while at least. And while Kris loved spending time with Ema, he realized he didn’t have a passion like she had for gymnastics. What was he going to dedicate his life to?

Eventually, he decided to join the school’s newspaper. Becoming a journalist would probably help him with his grades, who knows? He only knew he was tired of having his Slovene teacher on his ass all the time. He has been speaking the language for his whole life, how come he’s failing at it?

Well, that didn’t matter because Kris actually took a liking into writing, though he wished he could give his opinion more often than just “stay impartial”.

One day, he was asked to interview the band Apokalipsa. He had been to one of their concerts before, though he couldn’t remember them that well. Honestly, the only reason he even remembered the name was because his father was collaborating with them for the school’s new anthem.

Kris walked to the gym where the band was having a rehearsal, and he could hear from the outside a bit of what they were playing.

Was that... “Led s Severa”? The song Kris’ father dedicated to his mom?

- In jaz grem tja, kjer je led iz severa.- “And I’m going there, where there’s ice from the North”.

Kris rushed to the gym and opened inside he yelled:

- Wrong!

The band suddenly stopped playing and started looking at this tall boy who interrupted.

- Who are you? – the drummer asked.

The small vocalist squinted his eyes to look at Kris.

- Are you... Oh! You are Gušti’s son!

- Yeah! – he got closer to them – And you are playing it wrong!

- What? – the singer laughed.

- This song isn’t played with distortion!

Kris started messing around with the pedals which seemed to get the singer pissed.

- Hey, yo, what are you doing!? Do you even know how to play the guitar?

- No, but-

- I’m so sorry, everyone. – a voice cut off Kris.

They all turned to look who had entered and it was Miha.

- What seems to be the problem? – he frowned his brow as he noticed Kris messing with the equipment.

- Nothing. – he said – I came to interview them, not you.

- Well, you should start by saying “hi”, next time. Sorry, guys, this is my rebellious son, Kris. – he pinched his cheek.

The singer smiled and extended his hand to Kris which he took hesitantly.

- I’m Bojan – he said – This is Martin, bass player, Matic is the drummer and Luka is the guitarist.

Kris had an interview with them as the original plan demanded. He noticed the one who was the most outspoken was Bojan. Bojan sure loved to talk, but he loved music somehow even more. Kris was actually fascinated by his passion, he almost... thought music was good.

To Kris, music was cold like ice which he was scared to touch... he was scared that the ice would melt under his touch, and he was scared of burning himself out with it... that’s why he never shared an interest in music... until the day he heard Apokalispa playing again.

More than their version of Led S Severa, more than the performance itself, Kris loved how Bojan interacted with the crowd. How he moved around and how he smiled. Sure, his voice needed to be worked a bit better, but he felt the need to see him more often and to... feel what Bojan was showing: confidence.

To him, Bojan’s presence is as if a bubblegum-pink flower was gifted to him to take care of. Flowers thrive with water and sun, but Kris had no way of watering it. How could he protect and help nourish such a precious object?

There was only one way... He had to melt the ice.

And for that, he needed help from someone who had managed to do it first.

When he got home, he touched the guitar his father had gifted him. He felt the steel chords against his skin and wondered how they sounded, how he could make them sound... Were they warm enough to melt that ice?

Miha was surprised to see Kris knock on his office’s door and to be looking at the floor as if he was.... embarrassed?

- Dad, can I talk to you?

- Sure, what do you want? - he set his guitar aside.

Kris entered and closed the door behind him and sat next to Miha.

- Can you... uhm. – he was a bit lost, but quickly recomposed himself – Dad, can you teach me how to play the guitar?

Miha’s face brightened up suddenly and he pulled Kris into a hug which the younger tried to uselessly fight against.

- FINALLY! – Miha kissed his cheeks, and he chuckled.

- I TAKE IT BACK, DAD!

Miha finally let him go and looked at him in his eyes.

- What changed?

Kris didn’t know how to reply... What was he going to say? “Ah yeah, flowers need water so I wanna play the guitar”? No way.

- I have this girl I want to impress. – he lied – And I think music would reach her heart.

Miha put his hand on his chest. “So, my son is in love...”, he thought.

Miha felt so happy for Kris loving someone so much that he’d be willing to change for another and to better himself.

- Dad, are you crying?

- Yeah. – he brushed the tear falling from his eyes away – You have grown so much.

Guštin tried his best to teach Kris the basics, but there was only so much he could do before Kris got lost or started complaining about how the chords hurt him. Okay, he can admit he’s not the best teacher... that’s why he decided to enroll Kris in guitar lessons during the summer.

Kris was presented to a quiet boy with dark hair and a beard. He was a year older than him and had only started playing recently too.

Kris didn’t like him much at first because he didn’t “go to the classes to make friends”, but then he heard him play and he was imminently blown away by the sound this boy could produce from the same instrument Kris had.

- Very well, Jan. – their teacher said – Jan, this is Kris. Kris this is Jan.

- Hello. – Jan smiled at him.

- Hi.

Kris was puzzled. How come such a quiet person has such a bright smile and sound?

After a while, their teacher suggested they play together and then a band... which they both seemed eager to start. Buržuazija was the name.

Kris started talking a lot with Jan even after classes and they started to hang out together often, plus Jan seemed to know Ema and he helped the two of them get together.

One day, after one of their shows, Bojan asked Kris for Jan’s number. He wasn’t sure why Bojan wanted his number, but Jan didn’t seem to mind. A couple of days later, Bojan invited Jan into a new band with Martin and Matic. Bojan invited Kris on the same day, but he hesitated at first.

“I’ll think of the matter”, he told him.

He talked to his parents about it. He wasn’t totally satisfied with how things were going with his band, and he would really like to play with Bojan and keep playing with Jan. Plus, he knew the Apokalipsa guys for longer... His heart had already decided for him, he just felt like he needed some sort of validation from his parents, which more than willing to give it to him.

They created a Facebook group chat and decided their name by throwing suggestions into the melting pot. Joker Out was the name they decided to stick to it. It has no meaning, it’s just something stupid they came up with.

They went on to write their first song, win their first competition, to have a break... Actually, when Kris stopped talking with Bojan during the band’s hiatus, he was also dumped by his girlfriend.

They were both at his house alone when the fighting started.

- I’m just trying to be honest with you and you keep letting me down! – he told her.

- WELL, IT’S TIME FOR US TO BE OVER THEN! – she yelled – IF YOU ARE JUST GOING TO BE RUTHLESS TO ME!

- I’m just being honest!

- Honesty hurts sometimes, Kris! You are my boyfriend you are supposed to be on MY SIDE!

- I’m trying to not hurt you by not telling you pretty lies!

- Bye Kris.

- We aren’t-!

- I said: BYE KRIS! – she picked up her purse, flipped him off, and left the house.

He sat down and clasped his hands together...trying to cool himself but then he suddenly threw the ring she gave to him against a nearby mirror shattering it in pieces.

He couldn’t bear being in that suffocating room, so he left and rode his bike to the Ljubljanica River as tears fell down his face. This was the closest thing he had to a sea or an ocean... This small river.

Kris Guštin: My girlfriend dumped me

Janči: are you okay?

Kris Guštin: I don’t want to talk about it anymore

Janči: then what do you want?

Kris Guštin: I want to go out! I want to drink! And I want to forget about everything

Janči: alcoholic :/

In the end, they decided to go to a nearby gay bar. Jan insisted there were cool people there to talk to and it’s not like Kris was immediately planning to flirt with anyone after a rough breakup.

Kris stayed mostly isolated at that club, even after multiple guys tried to flirt with him, though it seemed like Jan was the one having the best time by flirting back at them.

Kris just wanted to drink, managing his emotions was a job for the “Kris of tomorrow”.

- And I was just being honest! – Kris laughed after God knows how many drinks – I just wanted the best for her.

- Hey! Are you going to drink that? – Jan pointed to Kris’ shirt in which he had spilled bear earlier that night.

- Drink what?

Jan licked the stain making him giggle and, eventually, Kris started to feel more motivated to talk to people and dance at the club.

Kris noticed a small guy with brown hair and eyes who seemed as excited as a little puppy, and they danced around each other almost all night. He can’t remember exactly what happened, but they both ended up kissing as the purple square lights painted the scenery in a beautiful mosaic.

He knew it was wrong... He knew it was wrong to kiss someone right after a breakup, but it felt so good. It was his first time kissing a guy, and he didn’t know it was supposed to feel this great! He didn’t know he wanted to entangle his fingers in his hair, kiss his neck, and make him moan all night. He didn’t know that.

He fought against the alcohol to avoid taking it further – Kris doubted his parents would feel great about him bringing a stranger back home as a 17-year-old.

In the end, Jan had to drag him out of the club and take him home.

After the band’s conflicts were solved, Kris started his last year of school, feeling now so much better than how he did during those months.

During Christmas vacations, he visited his family in the Netherlands as always, and that year he had been invited to spend New Year’s with a bunch of Dutch friends, which his parents allowed him to go.

Most of his friends had girlfriends or boyfriends who planned to kiss each other when the countdown reached zero – something Kris only came to find out an hour into their party.

He didn’t know whether one particular girl at the party was single or not. He didn’t even know her, actually. She seemed to know most girls there, but Kris had never seen her. She was a tall brunette with long hair and a very enchanting smile.

As both their friends left their groups to their partners, Kris and the girl ended up having to talk to each other.

Her name was Klara, and she was a year older and studied physics in Rotterdam. Her family was originally from Indonesia, just as Kris’ grandpa, and she seemed invested in Kris’ stories about Slovenia, and his band, and his friends and family and...

Kris got distracted talking to her. One of their friends had to basically drag the two of them to the balcony to see the fireworks.

- Should we kiss each other? – Klara asked Kris.

- Sure. – he sure hoped he could use the cold of Amsterdam as an excuse for his flustered face.

Kris and Klara had their first kiss that night, one that lasted a bit longer than you’d expect for a New Year’s kiss. It even got some of their friends telling them to get a room.

At the end of the night, they exchanged numbers and promised to meet again as Klara kissed Kris on the cheek goodbye.

They did end up visiting each other as often as they could during vacations and eventually started dating.

As seasons began to change, Kris decided to go to the river with some of his friends and when he finally got some time to lay on his towel, he felt a shadow being cast on him.

When he opened his eyes, he noticed a familiar face: Ema’s.

- Hello, Krisko. – she said hesitantly.

He didn’t say a word, instead, he just sat down, now left with an uncomfortable feeling brought by her presence.

- Can I sit next to you?

He didn’t say anything, instead, he looked at her hair, and at its new color: brown.

- How are things going for you?  - she asked – I imagine you have a lot of work now with university and... is the band still a thing?

- Yes. – Kris replied dryly as he couldn’t help but feel powerless next to her.

- I’m in Ljubljana for this week, spring break, you know how it is. – she chucked awkwardly – Listen, Krisko-!

- Don’t call me that.

- Oh yeah… I forgot I’m no longer your girlfriend so I can’t call you nicknames, I see. Does your new girlfriend call you that?

“News spreads fast”, Kris thought.

- What did you come here for?

She stopped for a while before talking again.

- Krisko, I miss you. – she declared – And I heard you had a new girlfriend and I noticed how much I missed you as my boyfriend and I-

- And you what?

- I forgive you.

- Forgive me?

- Yes! Like, I get it: Not everyone is great at giving up their values for others, but I understand that-

- You understood nothing! Please, don’t talk to me anymore! I want you out of my life!

- But Krisko-!

- Stop! I’m so done with you! You were the one who put an end to our relationship, don’t you dare crawl back and ask us to get back together!

- If that’s what you want, so be it! – she got up – But I dare you to try and keep up that “honest act” of yours and see who will be left in your friend group!

- My friends understand me unlike you! – he also got up.

- Oh, do they now, Kris? Or are you forgetting your band already broke up once because of you!? – she pointed to his chest – You and Bojan decided to fight for something stupid and the band broke up. You can’t keep relationships, Kris!

He breathed in slowly and then proceeded to remove Ema’s finger from his chest.

- The difference between Bojan and the band, and you is that I would come back to them over and over again! But to you? Sorry, Ema, I can’t even bear the sight of you anymore if you think relationships are something as fragile as that. The only reason your relationships are like that is because you could never change for someone else, Ema.

She looked at him in shock. She started crying and with one last yell:

- Fuck you, Kris.

And he never saw her again.

Kris picked up his stuff and texted the group about his departure.

When he got home, he immediately locked himself in his room with just his thoughts and the guitar.

He was bitter, and he wanted to play the aggressive chords and notes that came out of his heart and were played by his fingers.

He was done living in a world where his view was shaped by hers. He wanted to live in a world where he was allowed to see and experiment with all the colors, even the ugly ones, because what’s the point if not?

- This song is shit. – Bojan told him

- Seriously!? – Kris complained.

- Sorry not sorry, Krisko, but this is a no. We could always rework it if you want but I think this is really bad. Want my help?

- No, I don’t want your fucking help.

- Well, bummer. – he stayed quiet before he turned to smile again – Tell me again what you told to Ema?

- Bojan, enough.

- “The difference between Bojan and the band, and you is that I would come back to them over and over again”, I like that. – Bojan giggled and Kris threw a pillow at his face.

- We don’t talk about it anymore!

- Boo-hoo. I love you too. – Bojan went to Kris and grabbed his cheeks to kiss him in the face while the younger one protested.

After a few more rejected versions of the song, Kris came up with the final song and it was finally approved by all the elements of the band. The name? “Ne govoriva več o tem”(Ngvot) - “We don’t talk about it anymore”.

The next song Kris ended up writing was “Dopamin”.

At first, he was a bit lost on what to do since Bojan kept rejecting his song over and over again. He knew he wanted something to do with science because he wanted to sing it for Klara, but the lyrics sounded forced.

Then Bojan asked him to think of a moment. To think of a moment, or a touch, or a gesture, or a word that was dedicated to him and where he felt a rush of adrenaline, that’s where he would find his source of inspiration.

But Kris couldn’t think of anything. What would he choose? The few dates he had with Klara? Their first time? Their declaration to each other? Their first kiss? All of these sounded so basic to him. They sounded...overdone.

So, he chose another important moment of his life unrelated to Klara: the kiss he shared with the stranger at the club.

Sure, it’s not about Klara, but Kris felt such a rush of dopamine when he kissed those lips as if he would die if he spent any second apart from them, and maybe if he wasn’t so drunk he would have asked that person out, but now they were gone.

Yet Kris still puts his fingers on his lips when he thinks of that day as if he hoped to find him again and ask him what he did to shake his ground so much.

Eventually, Kris concluded he must be “some flavor of gay” – Jan facepalmed when he heard that.

For a while, the boys tried to fit their careers with their studies and jobs, but, in 2020, everything closed, and, while on lockdown, Bojan decided to sing at home and make a small solo concert at home.

Kris was excited to watch it and decided to gather his whole family to hear the songs since Bojan was planning to sing one of the new ones. Maks was the only one that objected but their mom told them that the band is important for Kris so he should listen.

Bojan began with singing “Gola” and oh how the memories flushed back to Kris... About the band’s hiatus period how this song was both responsible for it and how it brought them together again.

Kris could almost swear he melted hearing this version – but he won’t. Nobody needs to know that.

“Omamlejno Telo” was next and oh, Bojan decided to sing softly again...okay. It's so obvious his vocal progression with this one... His voice control has changed to a whole new level...

- “Vem da Greš”? – Miha asked.

- Oh, it’s our new single. Bojan really likes this one.

Kris remembers what Bojan told him about “Vem da Greš”. He said he met someone while we were on a break and that they shook their ground, but they left him. He said he would travel to the sun for that person and leave his life behind as the Earth burns.

“Dramatic bitch”, Kris thought.

Kris’ mind turned off for a second until he heard Bojan mention his name and how he had two songs in the album they were going to release.

- I can’t sing it, but I would like to sing something that’s probably close to him. – the singer said through the screen – So I’m going to play something his father wrote.

Kris turned to Miha, and everyone else turned to Kris as he started trying to make himself small on the couch and hid his flustered cheeks as much as he could.

- I’m going to sing “Garbage (Hip hop med nogami)”.

- Mama, is that a dad song? – Maja asked.

“Shit, she’s here”, Kris forgot about his younger sister. Should she be hearing this? Doesn’t look like it by the face his mom was making.

Maks on the other hand seemed to suddenly wake up from scrolling on his phone.

- Všeč si mi k' hod'š, všeč k' govoriš – “I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk” -Všeč so mi poteze, vse k' jih nardiš – “I like the moves you make”.

Kris tried very hard to not look at any of his family member’s faces, so he forced himself to just look at Bojan on the screen.

- Mikajo me noge, mika me telo – “I’m tempted by your legs, I’m tempted by your body” - Nor sem na štrumpantle in svilen blago – “I'm crazy about strumpets and silk fabrics”.

Okay, Kris had to look away after that one and Maks is fucking recording the screen, seriously?

- Mama, why does Bojan want Kris in silk fabrics?

- Okay, Maja, I think it’s past your bedtime now. – Chantal tried to remove the young girl from the room, but she kept insisting on staying.

- Bojan looks very embarrassed, Kris.  OH MY GOD, WAS THAT A LIP BITE!? – Maks laughed out loud and Kris threw him a slipper to the head – MAMA, KRIS HIT ME!

- Kris! – she complained.

- Sorry, mama.       

- Dostkrat se sprašujem, dostkrat mi ni prou – "Many times I wonder, many times I don't understand” - Zakaj me ne pogledaš, mogoče ti bo žou! “Why don't you look at me, maybe you'll like it!”

- Kris, please look at him, he has puppy eyes.

And another slipper went flying.

- Both of you are grounded.

- Mama, I’m an adult already! – Kris complained.

- Then act like it!

- Sanjam, k' ti prste zapletem med lase – “I dream of tangling my fingers in your hair” - Sanjam, k' ti jezik prlep'm na zobe – “I dream of sticking my tongue on your teeth”.

- NO WAY, NO WAY, NO WAY. – Maks said and this time it was Maja who told him to shut it.

- Hotu bi te gledat, hotu bi te 'met – “I would like to look at you, I would like to throw you” - Raztrgu bi obleko, vzel bi ves tvoj med – “I'd rip your dress, I'd take all your honey”.

Kris wanted to kill Maks for being a nuisance, Bojan for telling him to watch this concert, his father for writing the song, and himself for inviting the whole family to watch this. He’s not sure in which order he should go by, though.

He looked around and noticed his father wasn’t there anymore, when did he leave?

- Garbage hip hop med nogami – “Garbage hip hop between your legs” – Garbage hip hop.

Chantal turned off the television they were watching the transmission from and sighed.

- That’s enough of that... – she stayed silent for a while before yelling – GUŠTIN GET YOUR ASS HERE, I’M SURE YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH THIS!

Kris sighed... it was finally over.

- I have a question! – Maja raised her arm – Why does Bojan want to be in between your legs?

- No, Maja, no he doesn’t. – Kris dismissed her.

- Like, it makes no sense. You wouldn’t be able to breathe.

- I...

- In a couple of years, I tell you what that’s about. – Maks told her.

- I’m only 5 years younger than you!

- Maks. – Kris called him - Friendly reminder the song was written by Dad. In case you want to tell her in detail about what it is, just think about the fact Dad wrote about someone.

- Okay, gross.

What were two weeks turned into a couple of months of not being able to go outside normally.

One morning, Kris got out of his room nearing midday and was greeted by his mom on the way to his room.

- Kris... Your hair is a mess.

- I just woke up. – he scratched the back of his head and yawned.

His hair was in the air, and he had an online class in about 5 minutes – which he did not plan to turn his camera on for. He had spent a good chunk of the night on a call with some of his friends playing Among Us – which he only won when he wasn’t the impostor because he is just too easy to read when he’s lying.

- Let me fix that for you. – Kris bent down for his mom to help him with his hair – Your hair is growing so much.

- Oh, yeah. I guess I haven’t cut it in a while.

- I like it so much. – Chantal tucked it behind his ear – It has been a long time since I’ve seen it like that.

- I guess so... – they stood next to each other and looked at the mirror in the hallway,

- You’ve grown to be a handsome man, Kris.

- Mama...

- Je mama houdt zoveel van je... – “Your mama loves you very much”.

- Ik houd ook van jou. – “I love you too” – Now I’ll be late for my class!

- Oh, yes! Sorry about that. I’ll wake up your sister who’s late for hers.

It was during the pandemic that Kris found confidence in his hairstyle and gender identity. He decided to let his hair grow again because he understood it didn’t matter what people would think: he still felt like a man and “hair is hair” not your gender identity. And if someone is bothered by that, Kris would laugh in their face because he didn’t care.

A while after the lockdown, Matic left the band and Jure replaced him and that’s when the Demoni era began.

With his newfound confidence, Kris felt like he could finally release “Ngvot” officially.

They were a little scared of releasing Demoni since they were just starting to make it begin in Slovenia. What if the “second album curse” fell onto it? What if it didn’t fit the expectations? However, they managed to keep the curse away and the album seemed to do just as great if not better than their first album!

But with so much success and with things starting to “get real”, someone had to make a decision: Martin left the band. And Kris remembers very well the tears that followed and the fear that overtook all of them and how all their burdens fell onto him.

Even so, they proceeded. They continued even scared because that was the only way they’d achieve their dreams.

After the new member arrived at the band, Nace, Kris got along with him very well. They hung out most days especially because they lived near each other and they would often have Jam sessions, and Kris knew he could count on Nace when he just needed a moment of peace from the whole band.

Nace was his roommate during Eurovision, and he was there when Kris arrived at their room after the semi-final, and he just jumped on the bed to stare at the ceiling as the adrenaline died down and he started to feel tears forming in his eyes, and rolling down his cheeks.

- Nace... – he said – We are in the final. We are in the fucking final!

Nace hugged him and cry kept crying.

- We did it, Nace! We did it... I’m so happy.

- And we are going to keep at it, okay?

- Definitely.

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Bokris from Miha's pov hehe.

anyways! Sources!

CHAPTER 1

Miha thought Kris was ugly as a baby and he gave him a guitar at 11: https://novice.svet24.si/clanek/zabava/626a937a72d5e/miha-gustin-gusti-upam-da-sinu-ne-delam-sramote

Kris didn't like his father's music: https://novice.svet24.si/clanek/astro/616977e71ab9c/miha-gustin-gusti-in-sin-kris-glasbenika-in-zaveznika-razlicna-okusa-a-ista-ljubezen-do-glasbe

Kris wasn't able to color inside the lines (same source as point 1)

Kris likes more Slovenian food than dutch: https://jokeroutsubs.tumblr.com/post/739664742412697600/eng-translation-rocknroll-in-the-blood

Summer Vacation: https://mihagustin.blogspot.com/2011/07/najstnisko-dolgocasje.html

Kris used to play football: https://youtu.be/qpYY9BwpLRc?si=NiblKnDzy99vTDnp&t=373

Kris doesn't think he's good at sports or games (same source as 6)

Kris decided to cut his hair at the age of 10 because he was bullied for "being a girl" : https://youtube.com/shorts/syrFFuLax7U?si=9QkodFxyt98OZU1F

Kris wasn't good in school, but then he became an excellent student (same source as 2)

Miha and Chantal are Allieeeees: https://youtu.be/gRSbqtNlsXA?si=k05ZWnJXrL1VOyHL

Maja does gymnastics (same source as point 4)

Kris was a reporter at school when he met the apokalipsa guys: https://www.tumblr.com/jokeroutsubs/725625224282963968/nace-jordan-for-slovenian-online-journal-aleteia?source=share

Kris started playing guitar after meeting Bojan and because of the girls even though his father is a musician: https://youtu.be/U8J_RhxAQdE?si=xwhrcI-KaKUUxW2N

That song isn't played with distortion: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mIlnXLv1g1Y&ab_channel=Elja

Kris asking his dad to teach him how to play (same source as point 2)

Look at Krisko at the Apokalipsa's concert: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7iCkNDnHMo&ab_channel=BANDAPOKALIPSA

Kris and Jan's band: https://youtu.be/GQNhhX7ih5A?si=xFsaLhmVruOVK7Hu

Ngvot: https://youtu.be/hP79eReOczA?si=2IyyLFCA67VlpEQE

Gay Bar: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sotVP84VSFk&ab_channel=Alex

Kris hard to get: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=djIyhgUmWlA&ab_channel=EurovisionInsider & https://www.tumblr.com/kurooscoffee/732261010119016448/eng-sub-dropping-some-bokris-lore-bc-this-is-too?source=share

Gola: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ccs1DU8bya4&ab_channel=kurooscoffee

Kris' GF is dutch (Same source as point 4)

Bojan rejected Ngvot multiple times (NEED HELP FINDING THE SOURCE)

Bojan rejecting Dopamin: https://youtu.be/obG8dxtDH-o?si=W5FaO-HI-UzW5Lhb&t=1042

Either Bele Sanje or Dopamin is about a girl: https://www.instagram.com/reel/C2Kepp8udXQ/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

Garbage HipHop: https://www.tumblr.com/kurooscoffee/743786585087148032/reblogging-cuz-i-googled-what-%C5%A1trumpantli?source=share

In 2022, Miha said Kris was dating a girl for the past 3 years: https://novice.svet24.si/clanek/astro/616977e71ab9c/miha-gustin-gusti-in-sin-kris-glasbenika-in-zaveznika-razlicna-okusa-a-ista-ljubezen-do-glasbe

As of the beginning of 2023, he was still dating the same girl: https://jokeroutsubs.tumblr.com/post/720664604133523456/hey-guys-thanks-for-all-your-hard-work

Kris and Nace were roommates during ESC: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ARgHgpEz9iI&ab_channel=ESCunited

Real Miha and Chantal love story (JUST LOOK AT THEM, THEY ARE ADORABLE): https://x.com/kurooscoffee/status/1806671881308659810?s=46&t=yp0BYR2xB56k6qgtrkXLOg

Kris wrote NGVOT in 2018: https://www.metropolitan.si/scena/glasba/skupina-joker-out-nam-je-razkrila-kaj-ne-sme-manjkati-v-zaodrju-preseneceni-boste/

[bonesandthebees]

Hi again Bee.

Thank you for lending an ear to listen even if I just kinda showed up. I really appreciate it. I've actually been reading through some of your other stories and they're very good (I adore the fae works!).

When it comes to Wilbur, I'm just. Very disappointed and upset. Of course I support Shubble and am glad she spoke out, it's very important and I'm glad that it's encouraged others to come forward with their own stories of abuse at the hands of large creators. At the same time though part of me wishes she hadn't said anything, so I could have continued as I was, in blissful ignorance, even if I feel really guilty for thinking like that.

It just saddens me that someone I looked up to so much ended up being this horrible person. It makes me worried that I too am bad, that somehow he has imprinted his awfulness unto me. I used to be horrible too. I like to think I've grown as a person, I was only a kid, but have I? Or was being drawn to Wilbur a sign? Like attracting like?

Y'know, I used to say that my hair style goals were how Wilbur's hair is, and recently I got a haircut. When I took a shower earlier it ended up floofing up in a similar way to his. I don't know how to feel about that. Maybe I should style it differently, even though I like the floof. I don't want to be even a little reminiscent of an abuser.

I am reminiscent of him though, in ways I can't change. I used to feel so seen by him, we're both song writers, and hypochondriacs, and I wanted to be him so badly I would cry. I would cry because he was everything I desperately craved to be as an insecure transmasc, an attractive guy with a beautiful voice and an amazing life. And now he's horrible, and probably always has been, and all of my memories of him are tainted.

I hate that I can't listen to Lovejoy anymore. It feels unfair to the other band members. It isn't their fault Wilbur is awful, and yet I'm taking away a source of their income. I know I'm taking away from Wilbur too, but he's only one person out of the group. Maybe that's just me giving an excuse so that I won't have to stop enjoying their music. It doesn't matter, I can't stomach listening to them anymore anyways.

I keep getting songs from YCGMA stuck in my head. It's like now that I can't listen to it anymore my brain has decided to fuck with me by making me listen to it anyways. I can't even justify listening to that album, that's just Wilbur's music. I was going to cover a song from that album for fun. Now I can't.

Is it bad I still find comfort in Wilbur as a character? C!Tommy is my favorite, but C!Wilbur is almost always a huge part of any C!Tommy story and I love C!Wilbur stories too. I know C! ≠ CC! but I just. It's complicated.

Idek why I'm this upset. I haven't been an avid watcher of anyone in the DSMP in at least over a year. If anything this whole thing has brought me back into the fandom more than I have been in ages. I feel bad about that, but also this situation has introduced me to people like Aimsey, whose content I'm seeing more of and I find myself enjoying.

I've also found more great DSMP fics lately in my quest to binge read them before the mass deletions start. Is it bad to find good things in a bad situation?

I'm sorry for the lack of put togetherness and the length of this ask. I promise I'm usually more coherent and to the point.

-Tech (just call me Tech like a name, "tech anon" feels weird heh)

hey tech, sorry for a bit of a late reply I've been busy the past few days

(sorry about the 'tech anon' thing, it's just a habit since that's how I refer to most of my anons. I'm going to still tag your ask as tech anon though just for my tagging system if that's okay)

I'm so glad you like the fae stories!! I'm still so proud of both of those looking back on them

anyway, yeah, I get that. I get the guilty wish that none of this had ever come out so you could just continue to go on in blissful ignorance. when someone learns something very upsetting, it's only natural to feel like you wish you never learned that. you don't need to feel guilty for that. you're not a bad person for your emotional reactions to things. your actions are what matters.

also, you are in no way a bad person because you were drawn to wilbur's content. the persona wilbur put on for the internet was not representative of who he actually was. you were drawn to the facade. an illusion of the person wilbur could've been, if he actually practiced the things he preached. you said you used to be a bad person, but you've changed. the fact that you are worried at all that you might still be bad shows a level of self-awareness and concern that wilbur apparently did not have. because wilbur was aware he was a bad person and treated the people around him terribly, but he didn't care to try and be better. as long as you're trying to be better, you're already leagues ahead of him.

also, regarding the hair, the floofy fringe is an incredibly common haircut. that is not exclusive to wilbur soot. you do not look like him if your hair does the floof similarly to his, it just makes you look like thousands of other dudes with fluffy fringe.

the day after shelby first streamed I had an MSR song stuck in my head and I hated it so much. it really sucks. you just have to try and drown it out with other music

it's not hypocritical at all to still find comfort in c!wilbur. I know it's complicated, and there's so much discussion I could get into as to why it's so complicated, but we can all separate the guy and the character in our heads. there's no reason to feel guilty about that. and there's also nothing bad about finding good in this situation. I think it's really sweet that you've found so many great fics in this time and I'm so glad you've been getting comfort from them. you're appreciating the authors hard work and that's a good thing! you don't need to feel bad about that

I hope you're doing okay tech

[peri-peri-sauce]

"They do raffles, giveaways and post exclusive content only for people who can afford to pay. And what about the rest of us? Are those of us who don't want to pay just going to keep getting vacation photos and the occasional selfie?"

I want to bring another point of view: I haven't paid for any content so far, and I haven't been to gigs (because I live in a country where he hasn't toured yet). But, I have been perfectly happy with his funny and eccentric little clips in ig and tiktok, and I listen to his music every day. I really really LOVED Ruoska, Kot Kot and Trafik, which we got this year. For two of those, we even got music videos, and great promos. Those are not "just" vacation photos or occasional selfies. He then had a summer tour, then a well deserved holiday (with THE BOJAN! which was not "just " vacation photos either, at least for me), and now we've received glimpses of a new song and an album coming soon. To me, that's A LOT, without paying anything. Mind you, I didn't subscribe to OF, because it's not my cup of tea, and that's fine.

Creating content is not free - it takes time and effort. We also know, that last year's euro tour was not very financially advantageous for him. It's expensive to tour, it takes a big crew, whose salaries need to be paid, all the logistics etc taken care of. I truly 100% understand that they try to monetise some of it. And I think a 14 euro one-off payment for exclusive tour content is NOT a lot - given that it will be good quality (that is left to be seen). It's actually much cheaper than a concert ticket or most of the merch. So, I decided to pay, although of course the platform they chose is not ideal. But, I wanted to show them support, because so far I got everything for free. And, it seems like he is still active in ig as well so not everything will be behind a paywall.

Last year he said he was burnt out and did way too much - it was a crazy year! He's doing a lot of gigs this year as well. Plus, on top of all that, he's moved (?) or is moving to a new home, and who knows what else is going on in his personal life that we have no clue about. I love him, the way he is. For me, personally, he doesn't even need to do or offer something "new" ALL the time. Give the guy a break. He's only a human. He's not perfect, but I love him.

Thank you for sharing your thoughts on this. Maybe it's just me, but I feel like he's been on vacation a lot this year. First the trip to Thailand, then he went skiing and played hockey, then he went to Spain right after Böle, then Spain again after the Fuengirola gig, and finally Cyprus. He deserved the holidays, especially after last year, but I have to admit I got a bit bored. And to be honest, I couldn't care less that Bojan was there too.

I understand it takes a lot of work to create all the songs for the album, and maybe I was just being impatient about it. I also get that, of course, he wants to make money and monetize everything, but at some point it feels like you're missing out on important things if you don't pay (and I don't want to get into this again, but some people don't like the fact that the website uses NFTs, which prevents them from buying it and, as a result, they miss out on the content).

That said, I've been reading other people's opinions and I’m starting to see things from a different perspective, but I still stand by some of the things I said.

You're right, he's not perfect, and I still love him too, but that won't stop me from sharing my opinion about the things I don't like or disagree with.

And this is the last ask I'm going to answer about this topic.

[wallofweird]

Looking for moots :)

So, I recently got addicted to My Chemical Romance, I don't know if it's a phase or permanent (have a feeling it's permanent because it's been a month and sometimes I cry with them but who knows, lol), but I would like to have people to talk about them with. :)

I've listened to most of the songs, but I believe there are songs out there I don't know where or how to find yet? Like, I know the four albums and the 'Conventional Weapons' songs, but sometimes I see people mentioning things I don't know. I just don't know if I'm unfamiliar with them or listened tot hem already, but don't recognize the acronyms and nicknames the fandom uses (like, for a while I didn't know what Conventional Weapons were even though I love them, LOL).

I've also seen multiple interviews and read a little bit about their story (I watched what I believe is a two-hour documentary too), but it's still not that much and there are a lot of things I need to learn... And just commenting about how much I love the songs as well, I would love to have people to chat about it all with. :)

So, if anyone is interested, you can send me you username on X/Twitter, or follow me over there (I follow everyone back). For now I'm @snsidontl0v3y0u (my nickname is Fae), but I think I'll change that username soon, so it's better if y'all send me yours and I'll follow.

For now, I'm not really using Tumblr and I apologize if my blog looks weird and messy, I haven't been here in months except for like 2 rare occasions, lmao... So, I can't make friends here. But I'm regularly on X/Twitter and would love to talk to people over there. :) I've already followed and got followed back by some fans, but they haven't really started any conversations and I don't want to be inconvenient or say something ignorant and sound like a poser, lmao (yes, I worry before stepping into fandoms, it's not y'all, it's me, I just can't help being too paranoid about everything).

And if can you send a DM so I know I can talk to you I'd appreciate, lol. I'd also love if anyone could send me important interviews, articles, threads, videos etc talking about their story as a band and individuals or just iconic performances... I don't know exactly where to look or what's reliable or not yet. :p

I just want to make sure I go to people that do want to spend time chatting and won't bother anyone, lol. I'm in my 20s and I love Demi Lovato and Faouzia as well, just so you know. Anyway, thank you and I hope some of us can bond. :) <3

[quantomeno]

Equestria Girls: Rainbow Rocks:

Why they 'Pony Up' when they play music

'Ponying up' is probably the weirdest magic-related phenomenon in EG. There are a lot of weird things but this is probably the one that is worst explained or explained, but in conflicting ways.

EG1: they pony up when hit by the Element of Magic's energy

EG2: playing music leads to ponying up

EG3: being true to their element leads to ponying up

EG4: the gemstones are magic and let them pony up

And then from then onwards they wear the gems so we can put it down mostly to that.

So, 2 out of 4 involve Equestrian Magic from items, so ok, weird stuff happens because they directly touched them or they're holding a magic item. Those make sense. The items transfer their magic and so we get ponying up.

EG3's element business is iffier, but they elements are themselves the source of magic and we've seen in fim there needs to be the personification for the magic to occur (vide return of harmony). It's tenuous, especially because it never happens again like this, but I'll let it slide. It's element-related and the other two explanations are as well.

EG2 stands out though. There is no connection to their elements of harmony. There are no magical artefacts. So what causes it?

It's also important to note that it is not simply playing music that triggers it: during Bad Counter Spell, only RD comes close to ponying up and in Shake Your Tail they avoid it by playing '20% less cool'. Similarly, only RD manages to (start to) pony up during Awesome as I Wanna Be (AAIWB). They need to play well.

One might think oh, it's important they play together as friends but no. Everyone was clearly unhappy with Rainbow (to put it mildly) and yet she still ponies up in AAIWB. They also pony up individually by playing solos during the prequel shorts.

So playing music that sounds good leads to ponying up.

I think it relates to a different concept of harmony than the one usually discussed in the show. When I first came up with this idea, I thought they had to play music in harmony to achieve this. But given they can do it solo, I think it is indeed just euphony (good sound) that is needed. It is musical harmony, just not in the music theory way, but in a 'balanced and pleasant' way.

Additionally, there needs to be a sort of internal connection with the playing, a sense of focus and oneness with the music. Or something. Because if you listen to Bad Counter Spell's instrumental, RD's "five minute guitar solo" is actually really good: she's (trying, rather unsuccessfully) to get into the music. Similarly with AAIWB where she relegates everyone else to the boring bits and leaves herself an awesome (and I don't throw that word around loosely) guitar solo.

The harmony is internal, but in a way it is external as by playing good music you bring a sense of happiness to those who hear it: good music brings harmony if it is played with true emotion.

And that is why Shake Your Tail does nothing and why only RD ever ponies up in the songs where they're not all happy.

But wait, we still haven't explained how this actually works. Sure, this is a reason why music is the trigger, but what's the reason anything is triggered in the first place?

Magical radiation left over from the battle with Sunset Shimmer and the Element of Magic.

They got hit with a big beam of magic and so now there's just lingering magic stuff everywhere, but it's especially focused on the HuMane 6 because they were the direct target of the beam and because they are the element bearers in Equestria, so there's some weird sort of connection between universes I don't know.

This is supported by the fact that magic 'leaking' from the portal causes all sorts of problems in later shorts and specials.

Sunset Shimmer also ponies up at the end of the film because 1) she is a unicorn and so has latent Equestrian magic sitting in her and 2) she wore the element of magic so she was also really strongly affected by it. It's mostly reason 1) that explains why no one else ponies up despite Sunset using magic on them. Also 3) she has been chosen by the Tree of Harmony (it's been known to interfere in things so I wouldn't put it past it to do it in a parallel universe) to be the element of 'empathy' or something (or, if not an element, just been chosen worthy of having magic powers). Maybe because she was almost an element bearer herself if she hadn't run away, who knows. The Tree's wisdom is inscrutable.

Anyway, there you have it: the girls have residual magic radiation in their bodies which can be accessed (due to the magical powers of their parallel universe selves) when they play music that brings a sense of euphony in the listener and when they connect with the music. And this causes them to grow pony ears, long hair and (in some cases) wings. And if they all do it together as friends, they can even cause magic lightshows that blast their enemies.

As they say, friendship truly is magic.

[bizlybebo]

oh my god im not your girlfriend but i NEED your normal album analysis omg (im normal about will wood btw)

HI OH MY GOD I TOOK SO LONG TO ANSWER THIS I AM. S ORRY

AUGHH this is definitely an excuse to ramble and i am TAKING it thank you so much for this

im fucking obsessed with the normal album. like sosoos much. it's such a subversive and creative and just. sort of album that you've never seen before, i think it seriously doesn't get the credit it deserves augh

first off here's a link to a 3-hour long analysis of the normal album that i haven't actually watched yet

here's where im cutting the post off before i start incoherently rambling about every song so that i don't curse people's dashes with having to Scroll for a million miles

THIS IS. A LONG ASS POST. LIKE 2.3K WORDS. SO IF YOU CLICK ON THIS BE WARNED LMAO.

i don't expect this to get more than like 2-3 notes this is literally just an open ramble about the normal album cause i got an excuse to.

Suburbia Overture / Greetings from Mary-Bell Township / Vampire Culture is SUCHH a good intro to the album. like. not even going into the lyricism it's fucking so insanely well-composed in a musical sense, I LOVE the samples and the immediate, like, doorbell sound at the very beginning because it just. introduces the ENTIRE album so well.

and the way it introduces will wood's motif of "Everybody's all up in my goddamn business" is SOSOO good.

The first half or so of the song is very illustrative of the typical, like, nuclear family, with these sounds inspired by a very upbeat, like... almost 60s-70s kind of music? It's a very creative song but it's tune and melody are also somewhat restrictive for a decent part of it, expressing perfectly what will wood's saying about this kind of lifestyle. If that makes sense?

and THEN the sudden switch into vampire culture is INSANE. im fucking AUGHGHGH over it.

It draws back on this stereotypical, happy lifestyle where something just seems a bit off and leans ENTIRELY into the uncanny-ness of it all. it's a sudden jump into random tempo switches, fucking just making all the noise he wants, and screaming "fuck your culture".

like the symbolism is so clear yet so subtle. I fucking love it.

and I am

OBSESSED. with this outro.

and THEN the little 'love me, normally' melody at the end is fucking INSANEEE augh. there was literally no better way to start this album off.

2econd 2ight 2eer (that was fun, goodbye) is EASILY one of my fucking favorites on this album. like. god.

IMMEDIATELY starting off with "take it with a pillar of salt, H.A.L.T., it's not my fault", illustrates the point of this song so well.

HALT is the acronym Hungry Angry Lonely Tired. It encourages you to "halt" and think before making an important decision and evaluate-- are you any of these four things?

And it's often been suggested by psychiatrists to a lot of people dealing with mental health issues.

The reason why I'm so obsessed with this lyric is because this entire song is basically accepting, "hey. i'm mentally ill. like i am. FUCKED in the head. this isn't something i can't escape, not really. i'm learning to be okay with this instead of searching my whole life for a cure. i'm never going to be able to assimilate fully into normal society."

and it's mixed with this very, like. Rudimentary view of how society views mentally ill people / those struggling with more severe psychological conditions. The chorus is literally "I'm just a psycho babe; come and go out my mind"

It's almost like this expression of mania, what with the upbeat tempo and the dark lyrics.

"I didn't lose it, I set it free" is another lyric in this song i just. augh. love. love love lvoe vloevleo this whole album. this is DEFINITELY the song i could say the MOST about. but i feel like i'd almost have to save that for another, more organized post.

Laplace's Angel / Hurt People? (Hurt People!)

AUGGGHHHHH.

god.

The title Laplace's Angel comes from the idea of Laplace's Demon, which concerns the whole idea of determinism, etc. It's essentially the idea that if a demon knew the position of everything, everywhere, the laws of physics would allow it to predict and understand the future.

it. doesn't make a lot of sense to me tbh.

BUT.

i understand determinism in a sense, and it's basically the idea that free will doesn't exist and that we and our actions are. products of the things that have already happened to us.

That's the best way I can explain it.

And I think that all of this, tied together with how the song is discussing important topics of morality, etc. is just. So cool and artistic and. God.

It references this guttural, primal sort of fear and this sort of "predictability" of the human psyche with the lyric that throws the entire song into it's first chorus-- said lyric being:

"Run your diagnostic tests, it's posited; nobody dies agnostic, though we still dial 9-1-1."

AND THEEENNNN. the chorus itself. augh.

You could go on all day about the main voice, "Could you take a look at me?" but i'm more in love with the backing chorus--

"It's the norm for animals, it's the norm for chemicals -- It's the norm for particles, eye for eye, for tooth"

and you can see a lot of references to other philosophies such as "an eye for an eye".

AND THEN the bridge being "wash your hands of where you been until you flood the second floor - neatly fold your skeletons but still can't shut the closet door"

essentially just being this greater commentary on morals as a whole, and how, in a sense, morality is just. subjective. Like I don't think I have the skill to illustrate just how insightful this song is on the topic of morality. god.

I / Me / Myself !

so obviously i / me / myself is a remaster of sorts of i / me / myself by Will Wood and the Tapeworms (versus just solo Will Wood)

BUT I LVOE THIS SONG. SO MUCH.

Will Wood wrote this song, essentially, about wishing he could express his femininity properly, right? how he felt like people refused to accept his identity as cisgender and heterosexual because he was a crossdresser, and very proud of it?

i fucking love that. he just puts absolutely everyone on blast for that. he's a cis dude who's also fucking with gender and fashion and art and he's letting people understand that.

but here's where i get personal because i ADORE the song as a lesbian who doesn't consider himself cisgender in the slightest.

I've spent my whole life wishing I could "be a girl" despite being born and raised female-- I simply just didn't fit into the mold of traditional femininity and, growing up in a religious background, that just made it even more difficult to fit in.

So I LOVE the lyric "i wish i were a girl".

AND THE BRIDGE IM JUST OBSESSED WITH TOO

"Eating your prosthetic, meet your anesthetic criteria, pathetic seeing you become acetic -- Say my name like a slur, but I've been called worse; I've heard it all before, no this isn't a first -- Let me be the void you fill with taxidermy fingerprints, taxonomize our differences -- I am quantum physics, my witness brings me to existence"

I think I just. need to leave that there. Cause it says more than I ever could. rahgaghag

and then closing out with the repeated line "all identities are equally invalid; don't you think that there's a chance that you could live without it?" is such cool like. food for thought yk?

idk i love the view Will Wood gave here, honestly. Especially knowing that he's very accepting of the lgbt+ community.

...well, better than the alternative

HOLY SHIT I AM. AUGH. UNWELL OVER THIS SONG.

see, the way I view it, is this attempt to just. Play into a normal, quiet life, despite EVERYTHING mentioned previously in the album. It's about trying to shove beside everything else for a normal existence.

It ties into suburbia overture, i / me / myself, and 2econd 2ight 2eer soso well. it's the perfect "halfway point of the entire album".

another lyric that i just HAVE to throw in here "This isn't my first kiss, it's better to be lost than loved, now isn't it?"

i'm mainly just. obsessed with that because of how aromantic it sounds. even though i know that's not how it was intended.

but i LOVE. THIS SONG. AUGH i love them all obviously but this one has such a special place in my heart.

It's asking somebody to "play along with" you (referring to the normal life thing) and THEN the whole "I just wanna do what's right by you"

it's just. tying together all the previous songs and like. expressing, essentially. "I'm fucked up. Are you willing to put up with me?"

or maybe im just yapping about absolutely nothing on this one idk

--

I don't know much more about the second half of this album, but I feel like diving into the lyrics of Outliars and Hyppocrates : a fun fact about apples is something i definitely need to do soon. i love this song's musical composition and.

"Don't wanna be human, anyways -- who pilots all these crude machines" ?? BANGER FUCKING LYRIC.

It's essentially just-- "the things that make you special are the things that make you strange"

meaning. get weirder with it. get fucking weirder with your art.

BlackBoxWarrior - OKULTRA is probably my favorite song on this album in terms of, musical composition and noise. I've pored over these lyrics soosososo many times and a lot of it goes over my head but over time I've started to understand a LOT of it and i just. augh.

also this song has such strong animatic vibes?? this is the one that makes me think SO much about my current writing project and i adore it for that.

I wish i was like. able to coherently express my thoughts on the lyrics of this song but they're just so complicated and. wow. it's. I think Will Wood totally outdid himself with this one because this is the most. Perfectly tied-together song on this entire album.

HOLY SHITTT

MARSHA, THANKK YOU FOR THE DIALETICS, BUT I NEED YOU TO LEAVE

OKAY I LIED I CAN TALK ABOUT THIS ONE ALL FUCKING DAY.

GOD.

I'M AUTISTIC. IN THE DIAGNOSIS PROCESS. AND LET ME TELL YOU I AM FUCKING OBSESED WITH THIS ONE SO MUCH.

Essentially, under our current system, any inability to perfectly execute a grueling 9-5, 5 days a week, on top of the mental labor of schooling and debt etc. is considered a disability. "Actual" diagnosed people are just the canaries in the coal mines, we're struggling soso much daily and it's just.

It's expanding upon this idea of microlabels and how Will Wood feels about them, and i honestly do think that, even though it's not the intent of this song, it can open up a conversation about how autism is not a "silly" thing. yk how the jokes have essentially become "I have (normal personality trait), is this... 'the tism'?" or the obsession with the fucking. god. "Neurospicy" thing.

^and how this improper culture/misunderstanding of neurodivergency and the need to make it more sanitized/palatable feeds into consumerism. but i can. go on a rant about that some other day.

But basically, with the lyric that "Dr., what's my prognosis if the study shows that: disease is in the eye of the beholder?" it expresses this sort of disdain, almost, with greater society's view on psychiatric abnormalities. if that. makes sense.

and then it's this constant repetition of "Back in my day ; ; ; we just drank ourselves to death. And we fucking liked it". It's also jabbing at this idea of how, in previous generations, you were generally just told to suck it up or you were left behind/ostracized entirely. It's about older generations not understanding the surge of mental health issues as of late. Closing with "We just bled out in the bed".

I love this song. So much. But I feel like this is all I'm gonna say about it because honestly this sort of discourse. Tires me out so much.

AAA OKAY

MY FUCKING LOVE MY DEARIE MY SHINING STAR I LOVE THIS NEXT SONG MORE THAN I LOVE ANYTHING ELSE ON THIS FUCKING PLANET

Love, me Normally

GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THIS IS THE ONE. THIS IS THETHE THE THE THEHT EH *THE* ONE.

THIS IS THE SONG THAT I UNDERSTAND THE MOST. THIS SONG IS LITERALLY ME. ME ME EM EM ME EAUGGHGH

HOLY SHIT.

I feel like so much has already been said on this song. I want to highlight, specifically, the bridge.

This is. my favorite piece of lyricism Will Wood has EVER put out and i fucking mean that.

---

"Now this is the part of the song where I like to talk to my audience

I like to tell 'em there's something I want from you hep cats tonight

I want you to look to your left, look to your right

Your 12 o'clock, three o'clock, six o'clock, nine o'clock, rock around the clock tonight

And I want you to find those points of no return, those singularities

Those burning rings of fire in the beautiful pupils of the beautiful eyes of the beautiful

Boy, girl, neither, both, or in-between that you brought with you tonight

And I want you to tell 'em how you really feel

I want you to tell 'em that you love the way they so seamlessly, like-a-dream-fully

So beautifully, oh so dutifully

Jam that square peg in the round hole in their heart

I want you to tell 'em that you love the way

That they don't stick out like sore middle fingers

That they crawl their way up the side of the bell curve

Stick their flag in the peak, and slide their way back down

I want you to tell them that you love the way that they're not maladaptive

Not malcontent, not malignant or maleficent, but rather that you love them

Exactly the way that everybody else is!"

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now is it. unnecessary. to paste it all in here? certainly. but i just. love this so much.

the constant motif of mentioning the bell curve is amazing, too. I love this album because of it's essential... just. Being so outside of the normal bounds of society that all you can do is sit back and observe it all like "huh".

this is another ramble that i'd have to save for another post because this is the one that i understand the most.

I personally like to view this one through the lens of aromanticism. cause i can.

Now I'm not gonna go too much into detail on Memento Mori: the most important thing in the world cause BOY is it existential.

but i do think it's a beautiful way of tying this entire album together.

this entire album is almost like a note to humanity in general, this whole "you may not listen to me ever again, but give me these 45 minutes of your life to change your outlook on all of it".

Despite this album being subjective and subversive? Deviating so strongly from the norm that the average person, hell, even most avid fans, could never begin to relate to most of it?

It has this sort of... span of the human existence, in a sense. It understands it on such a small level, and it speaks bast the barriers that we usually don't try to cross. It just says shit that nobody else has said before.

I <3 this album. So insanely much.

I think that it's honestly one of the better pieces of music period that have been put out in these last few years. nothing else is as lyrically, linguistically, or musically different. aughgg

thank you for the ask if you read to the end youre fucking insane.

[coralcatsea]

Started watching the animated The Batman series the other day. So far I really like the aesthetic and theme song. As for the rogues in this version...

Not sold on all of them yet, but the Clayface story was really good and tragic. I like how they gave us several episodes to get to know the character first. The scene where he starts changing and runs out into the streets calling for help, but is unable to speak properly – good stuff. 👌

Riddler has a weird, very different design from what I'm used to, but I don't mind it? Him playing 20 Questions with Batman to figure out his identity was hilarious, I loved that. Wish they used him more.

Penguin...is a bit annoying, but at the same time he's annoying in almost a funny way. Can't believe he's voiced by SpongeBob. 😆

Joker has potential. It's cool that he can actually fight pretty well here. Kind of feel like this show overuses him and Penguin, though, to be honest.

I like Catwoman's outfit and hair. Glad her ears aren't just little devil horn points, but they're also a bit /too/ big. Appreciate that she has cats and cares about saving animals, as that's an important part of her I feel gets left out sometimes, but it still needs more focus.

Bane, Manbat, and Freeze aren't grabbing me so far. Don't know why they bothered to use Freeze if they're just going to reduce him to a thief, as if we don't have enough.

Not sure about Firefly, though I like that he's voiced by the guy who does Kovu (Lion King 2), Haku (Spirited Away), and Max (Goofy Movie).

Scarface and the Ventriloquist seem decent. Not much to say about them, they're pretty similar to the BTAS versions. Scarface's appearance is kind of weird, however. He looks very skeletal.

Poison Ivy is interesting so far. It's cool that they actually made her younger here, as it sort of makes them go a different route from having her be a seductress, plus we got to see how she tried to help plants before she became Poison Ivy. She's way underutilised here, though. Why did they wait so long to bring her in?

Ragdoll is a villain I haven't seen before and honestly thought he looked like Scarecrow at first (too bad he isn't in this). I enjoy him so far. His voice and personality are entertaining. Then I found out he was Jeff Bennett, who also voices the Creeper, who was a fun character. No wonder.

For Killer Croc, I think it fits well that they gave him a Cajun accent. That comment about how he might have trifled with the wrong kind of voodoo opens up interesting possibilities. I still always find it strange when he looks so completely crocodilian, though.

Speaking of strange, I enjoy Hugo Strange so far. He's a character who has a lot of potential for fun scenarios.

That's all for now, I'll probably make another list soon.

[severeweatheralert]

Things I learned while writing two novel-length fics in the space of nine months

Or, advice I hope might be of someone use to someone out there, but all brains are different so YMMV. Ironically, this is probably the longest tumblr post I've ever written. Do let me know if you got something out of it!

Planning

You don't need to know every single plot detail at the start. It DOES really help to know roughly where you're going, plotwise and thematically, so it feels less like you're running straight into the great unknown and more like you're headed to some destination. Even if you don't quite know how you're going to get there, yet.

You don't need to know every single character detail, either. Favourite song? Favourite food? I couldn't name my own, let alone my characters'. What is important is a general idea of what makes them tick. What do they want? Why are they here? How do they think? (and if you do introduce details, save them in a notes file someplace, so you can easily find them later).

Outlines are great. Outlines are not the law. If you come up with something that works better than the thing you'd originally planned? Change it.

Scene setting

Remember that you're writing fic, not a movie script. That means you don't have an effects team to pay and you can make the entire environment do whatever you want. Forest fire on the horizon to match your characters' mood? Do it.

Trust that your readers' imagination works. You don't need to describe every single detail to set a scene effectively. Just pick out a few that give off the mood you want, and leave it at that. (Setting dependent, of course- a scifi setting will need more description than a classroom or a hospital room, where most people will have been in their life at least once). This goes for character descriptions too.

Sprinkle scene descriptors through the dialogue/action instead of starting with a whole paragraph of exposition. You'll pull people in quicker.

Research: if you're setting your fic in an existing place, it helps to do (some) research and incorporate that in the work. Simple things like incorporating the name of an existing retail chain or a highway makes your setting feel a lot more real. Google Maps is great if you're writing in a country you've never been to. Just hop on streetview.

Drafting

If you're trying and failing (multiple times) to write a scene, ask yourself if there might be a pacing reason for that. Is the scene necessary at all? Are you trying to start too early in the scene? What are you trying to establish with it, and could that maybe happen elsewhere in the story?

If you get stuck on a phrase/name you haven't picked/word you can't think of/detail you haven't yet researched: put something like [NAME] in brackets. Then keep going. You can come back to it later and you don't need to disrupt your writing flow.

Turn grammar and spell check off. Run a spell check when editing but don't get haunted by the little red line while drafting. A lot of the time its suggestions are bad anyway.

When writing dialogue-heavy scenes, it's sometimes nice to get the actual dialogue out of the way first, then come back later and add actions or descriptions in between to pace the dialogue.

Sometimes you'll have to draft a scene multiple times before it feels right. This is painful, but ultimately okay.

Feel like you should write but don't really want to? I like to set a timer for like 20-30 minutes, give it a go, and if I'm not into it by the time it goes off I'll go do something else.

Editing

Let a section sit for at least a day before going back in to edit. Give your brain some time to forget some of it. You can still draft the next bit in this time!

Sometimes it helps to set the text to a different font or to paste it into a different text editor. Trick your brain into thinking you haven't seen it before, basically. If you're brave, you can even use the editor of whatever website you're posting to.

This is when you run the spell check. But remember: you're allowed to mess with grammar and use words that the spell check says don't exist. "He deadpanned" is a perfectly understandable dialogue tag, for example.

Use a thesaurus! I like powerthesaurus.org because it has a dark mode. The main thing to remember is that you're using it to find synonyms that may fit your meaning/the mood better, not to find more complex words. Especially useful if you find yourself using the same word over and over in a section.

Practical things

Brainstorming on paper works WAY better for my brain than brainstorming digitally, for reasons unknown. Plus you get the fullfillment of using up a notebook.

Have a scraps folder for deleted scenes. Don't actually delete them! You can scrap them for good lines later.

Especially for longform work, keep notes. Things like repeated lines, relevant plot details, things you want to incorporate in future chapters: keep them somewhere where you can find them.

For writer's block: sometimes you need to let a story simmer for a bit. I like going for hikes or chewing on my plot in the shower.

I like having two WIPs with vastly different moods at the same time. One in posting stages, one in drafting stages. That way if I don't want to work on a very moody WIP, I can switch to the other and still get something done.

If you're writing longform work: you'll improve over time. Try to resist the urge to go back and edit the first chapters once they start grating at your perfectionism. Especially if you've already posted them.

Don't write the whole thing in one document if it's longer than ~10k. I like SmartEdit Writer to organize my fics. It's free.

Uploading

I'd recommend having a few chapters' backlog before you start posting. This way you a) know you like the fic enough to keep working on it for more than one chapter; b) have some backlog in case writer's block strikes or life gets in the way of writing; c) can go back and edit in foreshadowing or edit out plotholes as you discover them.

If you have (and want to give) a lot of content warnings, keep a list while you're writing the chapter, so you don't have to figure it out last minute before uploading.

Your works' stats (kudos/hits/subs/comments) say nothing about the quality of your work. This one is hard to internalize.

[euclydya]

For the song asks 11, 28, and one of your your choice!

We'll also give you a favourite lyric too from each song cuz why not lmao

11: A song that you never get tired of - Hmm... Sleep by My Chemical Romance. This song's extremely important to us, and though we don't listen to it often due to a lot of shit associated with it (it's one of Those Songs ya gotta be in the right Mood for, to us) when we listen to it we'll absolutely never get tired of it. It's gotten us through a lot over the years tbh!

Favourite lyric: The hardest part's the awful things that I've seen

28: A song by an artist with a voice that you love - You'll get two answers for this one since we can't decide, so, firstly we have Alone With My Thoughts by Chonny Jash! Not the first CJ song I was gonna choose but the one I had in mind (Be Born) doesn't actually showcase his Real Voice lmao. We May Still Be Biased™ but Chonny's got a great singing voice imo. I'd say more but it is nearly 6 am and we haven't slept yet ajsjdjsksjdjsjd

Favourite lyric: This will be my final entry

I'm tired, I'm done, I'm empty

My spirit's all but left me

The end of the universe doesn't impress me

Second, we have Geek U.S.A by The Smashing Pumpkins! Sayyyyy what you will about Mr. William Corgan's Voice™ but the high pitched whininess really fits TSP's sound imo. His vocals are,, unique I think in that Whooo the fuck else sounds like that lmao. He most certainly Sounds Like A Rat In A Cage™ and it's awesome actually. Synesthesia-wise his voice can make any song sound pastel as fuck (Very Good) unless it's drowned out by some loud ass guitar, which they do sometimes FHDJSJFJ

Favourite lyric: And then I knew we'd been forsaken,

expelled from paradise

I can't believe them when they say that it's alright

3: A song that reminds you of summertime - She's A Handsome Woman by Panic! At the Disco! The whole album this is off of is a huge Summer album for us actually! But this song in particular always gave off Summer vibes a bit more than the others, I dunno why. We have a lotta good memories associated with this song; going out to parks and fishing with our family, staying outside all day on swing sets singing along to our favourite songs with our siblings... Fun times! We miss em tbh. Haven't done any of that shit in years fhdjsjdjf

Favourite lyric: Beat backbones

Grazed the poem and made it strange

I wasn't born to be a skeleton!

[helluvapurf]

*not me forgetting to watch the newest HB ep a few days late* -BUT yeah, the Mammon ep's here!

Figured it'd be nice to chat about it a bit since this'll probably be the last S2 ep we'll get for the year, so lets get into it~

Quick spoiler warning below for those who haven't seen the Mammon ep yet-

Alriiiighty, to start things off lets talk about the Pros of this ep!~ :>

-Bless. 👏My. 👏Guy. 👏Fizz. He was SUCH a gem to watch, here!~ 🥺Everything from his strong passion for being the best performer possible, his anxieties about fitting up to his idol Mammon's vision (in spite of all his exploitative treatment of Fizzarolli), and him eventually finding the courage to stand up to his crooked boss to quit on a high note (aka: his "F*** You") song… aaaaa, just chef kiss Loved it~

-Ozzie's back to being the best smooth talking-yet-loving bf to help out Fizzarolli, which is also a big treat to see!~❤️ You can just feel how much he truly loves and thinks highly of Fizz, trying to encourage that he's the best just how he is… and that he doesn't need a prick like Mammon to "improve" his act 🥰. Honestly, would SO be down to just see more of Fizzmodeus' wholesome lovin' over the Sto*litz melodrama we've got now… for real lol >3> 👌👌

-Speaking of which, Blitz was fun to see pop up in more of a supportive role to Fizz's story, standing by as his "security" while trying to remind Fizz of what's really important over kissing up to Mammon's crowd. I even liked that tidbit from Ozzie that Blitz is just a "kind-of friend" rn, showing that he and Fizz are actually taking time to rebuild their bond instead of everything being fully-swept under the rug… which imo is refreshing to see, all things considered 👍👍

-As far as Mammon himself goes… well I mean, what you see is what you get when it comes to him lol 🤷 . A crude, money-grubbing showboat who's all about making a profit… which def fits the vibe to him being the embodiment of Greed imo .3. Glad he got his comeuppance and whether he comes back or not in the future, lets just hope Fizz will keep to standing his ground against this walking moneybag 🤞🤞

-Those Klown sisters "Glitz & Glam" were a fun lil duo themselves, catty but committed to their roles as stage performers 🤩(and ngl, their song "Klown B***h" was pretty catchy too~). Didn't even try to cheat/sabotage Fizz's acts despite all their attitude with him earlier, so good on ya girls~ 👍

-That moment of Fizz bonding with his fan over sign language was super sweet, really showing at the core what a caring idol Fizz is to wanna make his audience happy~ 😊😊

Now, as far as any Cons regarding the episode… hmmmm:

-While I get what they were trying to go for with Mammon's aesthetic (lowkey being a walking Christmas tree, aka: commercialism lol)… ehhhhh, I feel like something's a bit "missing" in him fully feeling like a Greed sin imo .x. Idk if it might be his head giving the "same-face syndrome" vibe as some other HB guys, or his whole "true form" basically just having some extra eyes/spider legs for some reason… buuuut eh, just not really feeling it from an artistic standpoint 🤷.

-Ngl, am I the only one who felt kinda bad for the Klown twins' predicament by the end? ^^; Like, yeah they were pretty bitchy to Fizz earlier but I mean… it lowkey-wasn't too different to Blitz' asshole attitude to everyone else (which is usually played off as a good thing/joke by the narrative) so like… did they really deserve getting slammed by that giant rock thing at the end? Heck even just a quick heads up from Fizz letting Glitz & Glam know what an exploitative prick Mammon actually is (at least more with the whole "make a s*x doll out of your image" thing... *shudders* >>; ) could've sufficed fine… esp since the girls themselves could've easily fit in better to like, Verosika's crew or something with their popstar-vibe. But again, that miiiiight just be me… .3.

-That one stalkerish fanboy of Fizz was a real creep indeed… which I guess also played well to his established role (though at least Mammon had some entertaining presence to him, in-comparison >>). Glad Blitz at least offed the guy off quickly to give his bud some breathing room👍 . The less we gotta deal with incels like that, the better -x-;

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Aaaand yeah, that basically about covers my thoughts on the Mammon ep! :thumbsup: Didn't expect it to release so soon as it did, but I say it did a splendid job as the mid-season finale(?) for S2! ^^ Lot of heart, lot of laughs, lot of splendor and polish to entertain a viewer… hope to see more of this improved writing for the rest of the season to follow!

As far as my current ranking of Season 2 goes, here ya go!

1) "Mammon's Magnificent Musical" (S2 Ep. 7)

2) "Oops" (S2 Ep. 6)

3) "Western Energy" (S2 Ep. 4)

4) "Exes and Oohs" (S2 Ep. 3)

5) "The Circus" (S2 Ep. 1)

6) "Unhappy Campers" (S2 Ep. 5)

7) "Seeing Stars" (S2 Ep. 2)

[warmaidensrevenge]

Always seen you.

Pairing: Eddie x Insecure!Fem plus size reader x friend Elio

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

A/N: Well hi there. Welcome back. This is the next part of my ongoing series. If you would like to catch up. You can click on the link above. I updated it after every post. So I have a little bit of a confession. I just heard Daughtry's cover of Separate Ways featuring Lzzy Hale a few weeks ago. And I just fell in love. I used the song in this part of the fic. So if you haven't heard it. I would recommend listening to it so that you can understand what was going through my head while writing. Also, I had an idea of adding a new character. So if you haven't seen Call Me By Your Name. Spoiler alert. As a small warning before the general warnings. This is going to be a little rough. I hope you enjoy. As always feedback is greatly appreciated. Kay love ya bye.

Warnings: 18+ language, fluff, angst, alcohol use, slight bullying, violence, mentions of blood, jealousy, arguing, mentions of sexual acts, smutish, slow burn and not proof read and no word count.

Summary: You finally got your guy. But something always gets in the way. Does true love conquer all?

Part 16

🎶🌈💔

The next morning you were up getting ready to head to the studio with the guys. You wanted to dress nice for lunch with Eddie after. So you put on a white sundress with yellow flowers all over. When you emerge from the bathroom Eddie beamed at you.

" Ready Angel?"

You nodded and went to follow him and the guys out.

Eddie held your hand." You look amazing…especially with those."

He gently ran his thumb over one of the deep purple bruises on your neck. You blushed making Eddie grin.

You lifted to your toes and kissed him on the cheek. " Thank you, love."

When you got in the studio Eddie was showing you around introducing you to everyone. Then a beautiful thin tall woman came in.

" Angel this is Mel. Mel this is y/n."

Mel?

" Hi there." Mel said, giving you a hug. " I've heard so much about you "

" Umm all good things I-I hope."

She let go of you and smiled. " Of course."

You looked at Eddie who was grinning down at you. You returned it with a thin lip smile. When she walked away Eddie pulled you away from the others.

" What's wrong baby?"

" Mel?"

" Yeah. It's short for Melanie."

You looked to the ground. " Oh…"

Eddie cupped your face." Hey. What is it?"

" Y-you never told me she was a woman. And that she was gorgeous."

Eddie understood what was going on in your head.

" Baby. I'm sorry. I just didn't think it was important. Besides, she's married."

That doesn't make me feel better.

Eddie saw that his words didn't help. " Stop it baby. You know I only want you…even if she wasn't married. She knows that you mean everything to me."

You tried to smile. But it didn't convince Eddie that you were okay.

" Baby? You know that everyone here thinks that we are married right?"

" But we're not."

" No, not yet. But we will be."

You nervously laughed. " You're too much Eds."

He wrapped his arms around you. " I'm serious…you're the only girl for me. And one day. Your last name will be Munson. Or if you want I can change my last name to yours."

This time your smile and laugh was genuine. " Eddieee."

" You like that? Eddie L/N. Yeah that has a good ring to it."

You giggled. " No. I like Munson. It would be an honor to take your last name."

He grinned down at you. " Really?"

You nodded, biting your lip.

" Angel, you can't bite your lip and look at me like that. You're gonna drive me mad."

You laughed again and apologized.

" I love you y/n."

" I love you too."

He was just about to kiss you when a group of girls walked in.

When Eddie saw Ava he held you tighter. She made eye contact with him and gave him a smirk.

Your eyes widened seeing how beautiful each and everyone of them were. Your insecurities came back. You pulled out of Eddie's embrace when a stunning brunette with piercing blue eyes walked up to you and Eddie.

" Hey there Edward. This must be the girl you were talking about."

Edward?

You cleared your throat and held out your hand. " Hi. I'm y/n."

She didn't even look at you. She kept her eyes on Eddie.

" I'm Ava."

You put your hand down when she didn't take it.

Eddie wrapped an arm around your waist and Ava's smirk got even bigger.

Ava finally looked down at you.

" I'm glad you came. I can't wait to work with Edward here…you're a very lucky girl." She said, putting a hand on Eddie's bicep and gave it a squeeze.

You gave her a thin lip smile. What you really wanted to do was smack her hand away and tell her to never touch him again. But you didn't. You didn't want to make a scene. So you stood quiet.

When she went into the recording booth Eddie turned you to look at him.

" I'm sorry. She's something else."

" It's okay. I umm just don't like the way she looks at you. Like she wants to eat you."

Eddie shuddered. He didn't like that either. When you felt that, you felt a little better about them working together. The look in Eddie's eyes gave him away. He was worried about how you felt.

" Baby I would never-"

You put your fingers on his very full lips." Shush. I know. I trust you."

You moved your hand to his chest as he moved your hair behind your ear. " You look really beautiful today."

" No you."

Eddie chuckled and gave you a sweet kiss.

" Okay Angel. Let me hurry up and get this over with so I can take the most beautiful girl in the world to lunch."

You nodded and gave him another kiss before he went into the room with the others. You found a seat and watched them get ready.

Everything started off so out of sync. And it took hours for them to find a rhythm. But once they did they all sounded amazing.

Lunch passed and they still weren't finished. Eddie kept looking over to you and mouthing I'm sorry. But you kept holding up your hand saying it was okay. Though it wasn't because you were starving.

You actually left for a little bit to pick up some subs for everyone with Lance.

When you got back you saw Ava touching Eddie again. He was trying to move away but she kept following him. Then she saw you and she backed off.

This bitch!

You started putting sandwiches on paper plates when Ava came out to get a drink of water. She came to you and laughed.

" I didn't know you doubled as an assistant." She snickered.

" No. I'm just being a good girlfriend. I know Ed's hungry."

She laughed again. " Well, aren't you sweet?"

It sounded more like an insult than a complement. But still not wanting to make a scene. You just kept working.

" You know. Edward is gonna be spending a lot of time with me. I hope that doesn't bother you."

You faked a smile. " No it doesn't."

" Really? If he were mine I wouldn't let him be alone with someone like me…guess you don't care."

Okay she was asking for it.

You turned to face her. " Well I'm not like you-"

She cut you off. " Clearly."

You took a deep breath to calm your anger. " Look. I get you guys have to work together. And you guys really sound good."

" We look good together too."

You sighed. " Okay. No. Get this straight. Eddie's in a relationship. A pretty serious one at that. So you can keep looking at him that way. But let me make myself perfectly clear. Eddie is with me. And if you don't back off. You and I will have a problem."

" I wouldn't dream of getting between you two."

You rolled your eyes and grabbed a plate for her. " I hope so."

You held out the sandwich to her.

" Uhh no thank you. I watch my weight." She leaned in and whispered. " Maybe you should too."

As much as you wanted to punch her lights out, that hurt you more than you cared to admit. She walked away and you glanced through the window catching Eddie's eye. You looked away quickly.

You wanted to cry. You even felt a prickle of tears coming. But someone else came to the table.

" She's a raging cunt."

You looked at another member of the band. She was a little thick but she was very beautiful.

" Hi. I'm Jan. Sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier."

" Oh umm. No, I'm sorry. I'm y/n."

You guys shook hands.

" Is she always like that?" You asked.

" Yeah. But don't worry. She's just playing a game."

" That's not right."

" Yup. But seriously. Don't worry. We all know Eddie is off limits. She just likes testing those."

" I'll kick her ass if she tries anything."

Jan laughed. " Man, I would pay good money to see that."

You laughed too. " So you don't like her?"

" No, not really. But we've been in this band together for a long time. So I kinda just put up with her. "

" I see."

" Don't worry okay. I'll keep her away from him."

" You don't have to. I trust Eddie."

" Well that's good. But it doesn't hurt to have an extra pair of eyes looking out for you."

" Uhh yeah. Thanks."

You handed her some food.

" Thank you. So uhhh is umm Jeff seeing anyone?"

You looked at her then looked at Jeff who was staring her down.

" No. He's as single as they come."

" Cool." Jan smiled.

You grinned. They would actually look very good together.

Eddie came out and hugged you from behind.

" I'm gonna go talk to him. See if he wants to get a drink after." Jan took another plate and a pop for Jeff.

" What was that all about Angel?"

You turned around in his arms.

" Oh nothing. Jan seems to be into Jeff."

" Really?"

You nodded.

" Well that's cool. Jeff won't shut up about her."

You laughed. " Right."

Eddie kept looking at you.

" Are you okay?"

You kissed his nose " Better now."

" I'm sorry about lunch."

" Don't worry. I got your favorite."

" No tomato?"

" Of course."

" Aww you know me."

" Well duh. What kind of future wife would I be if I didn't know how you like your sandwich?"

Eddie smiled. " So we agree. You're gonna be my wife?"

" One day." You smiled again. Kissing his lips this time.

" Mmm. I can't wait to get you home." Eddie whispered in your ear after.

You caught a glimpse of Ava who had a sour look on her face watching you two.

That's right. He's mine.

…

Another couple of hours later the girls left. Eddie wanted to stay and work out how they were gonna work in the lyrics for their cover of Separate Ways.

They had worked out the instrumentals, but they didn't know how to work the words into it. Eddie looked frustrated. So you went into the booth and started massaging his hands.

" It doesn't sound good to me."

You thought for a minute.

" Okay hold on."

You stepped away and grabbed two stools.

" Here, sit down."

You both sat facing each other.

" Just sing it like normal." You said. " Gareth, please play the track."

Eddie looked at you and was wondering what you're doing.

" Just sing like we're in Gareth's garage again. There's no pressure. It's just you and me in here."

Eddie nodded while you continued to massage his wrist.

When the music played Eddie began. When it hit the chorus you sang with him. Not as loud as he was. But loud enough for everyone to hear.

🎵

Feeling that it's gone

Can't change your mind

If we can't go on to survive the tide

Love divides

Someday love will find you

Break those chains that bind you

One night will remind you

How we touched and went our separate ways

If he ever hurts you

True love won't desert you

You know I still love you

Though we touched and went our separate ways

🎵

" Hold on. Hold the phone." Eddie held up his hand motioning Gareth to stop the music.

" Baby. That sounds good. "

You smiled. " I umm I think it's a good idea for her to sing the chorus with you. Ava has this vocal fry that stands out against yours. I can't mimic it but-"

" No, it sounds good. Can we keep going?"

" Umm yeah. Okay."

Eddie motioned for Gareth to continue.

" Baby you sing the next part okay."

" Oh-okay."

The song started again and you guys re-did the chorus. When it was your turn you swallowed. You were actually very nervous. You started off a little low but then Eddie gave you a look and mouthed don't be shy. So you gave it your all.

🎵

Troubled times

Caught between confusion and pain, pain, pain

Distant eyes

Promises we made were in vain, in vaaaiiin, in vaaaaain

🎵

Eddie held up his hand again. " Okay stop. Stop."

Gareth stopped the music again and spoke. " Holy shit!"

"Y/n? What the hell?!" Jeff said, coming into the booth.

" Baby! How…when?"

" Uhh what? Was it bad?"

" Are you joking?" Gareth said coming in as well.

You looked around at the guys confused.

" I-I know I don't sound great-"

Eddie cupped your face. " No. That was amazing. I've heard you sing before. But you were holding back weren't you?"

" Ummm."

" Why are we doing a Collab with them? We should just do the song and feature you." Gareth said.

" Baby can you do the whole song?"

" Are-are you sure?"

Jeff came and put a hand on your shoulder. "Definitely."

You cleared your throat. " Y-yeah."

Jeff and Gareth went back outside and started the music again. Only this time they started to record.

Eddie pulled the microphone closer. " Just do it like before, okay Angel."

You guys sang again this time stopping at Eddie's solo. It played through and you had another idea.

" Eddie, you know that part right after your solo?"

" Yeah."

" Belt."

He tilted his head.

" Yeah. It will sound great. Just belt out."

Eddie nodded and Gareth played the tune once more. When the part came up you pointed at Eddie. You and him sang together.

After the song was over the guys said they were going out for drinks. So you and Eddie sat on the couch.

He shook his head.

" What?"

" Angel, you're just so…perfect."

" Why do you say that?"

" Because you can sing, you can draw, you're wicked smart and beautiful. You're just so Goddamn perfect."

" Stop it Eds. I was just trying to help."

" No y/n. Seriously…why didn't you tell me you could sing like that?"

You started fidgeting with your fingers. " I don't know. Singing is not my thing. You know I like to draw."

" Yeah but baby it could be your thing. You could join us. And -and we can go on tour together-'

" Eds. This is your dream. Not mine. I want to go to school. I want to become an engineer."

Eddie frowned. " It could be our dream. But I understand."

He looked so sad that you felt bad. You climbed on his lap and kissed his forehead.

" Eddie. Don't be upset. All this." You said pointing around the studio. " It's not for me. But for you. I can just see you recording album after album. I see you strutting back and forth. Making every stage your bitch."

He kissed your cheek. " With you standing side stage. Singing along to all the songs."

" If that's where you want me to be."

" Yeah baby. I would rather have you in my arms the whole time."

" But then it would be hard to play."

Eddie chuckled. " It would. "

You looked down at his necklace lingering your fingers over the pic. " Eds…do…do you think I need to watch my weight?"

" What? No! Why would you ask that?"

"I don't…I umm just feel like maybe I should."

" Is that why you didn't eat earlier? Did someone say that to you?"

When you didn't say anything Eddie knew Ava did.

" Ava?"

You nodded.

" Fuck this. I'm talking to Mel. There's no way in hell I'm working with her now."

He moved you off of him and stood up.

" Eds please."

" Baby no. She doesn't get to disrespect you like that."

You watch him pace back and forth.

" How am I going to get us out of this contract?"

You stood up and went to him. " You're not doing that. You have to do this. "

" I don't want to Angel. I never did."

" I know. But you made a commitment and you have to. "

" No, I'll find a way. I can't work with someone who doesn't care about our relationship and says shit like that to my girl."

" Eddie, it doesn't matter what she thinks. All I care about is what you think. Yes, I don't care for her and she clearly doesn't have boundaries. But you do. I know you won't let her do anything. And Jan said she would keep her away…so just do this and get it over with. "

Eddie wanted to argue but you gave him a look that would make any guy bend.

"This is the only project we will work on together. I promise to make sure she stays on the other side of the room when we work. And we'll never be alone together."

You shook your head and laughed.

Eddie grabbed you and moved back to the couch. Pulling you on his lap again.

" Angel, you don't ever have to worry about your weight just because someone said something stupid. If you want to lose weight, lose it because you want to. Do it for you and no one else. If you don't. Then don't baby. I love you either way. You know me. I've always loved your body…and if you let me. I'll show you every chance I get."

You pressed your lips together. " Even now?"

He smirked and put a hand on the back of your head. Pulling you gently so that your lips almost touched.

" Yeah…Even now. "

He kissed you deeply while laying you down on the couch. He made quick work of your panties and his jeans. He hurried and put on a condom and filled you up with his cock. He waited for a second before he moved. But only for a second. Then he started thrusting hard into you. He whispered sweet nothings in your ear and kissed you until you came.

Eddie wanted to make sure you knew exactly how beautiful you were and how desirable your body was. To show you that he was yours and only yours.

After your fourth orgasm he finally let himself cum. He laid on top of you for a bit until he heard your stomach growl.

" Let's get you some food Angel. And you are not getting a salad."

" Hey, I like salads."

" I know. But a double cheeseburger, fries and a shake are calling our names."

You laughed. " Okay."

Eddie got up and put on his jeans.

" I'm gonna buy you the biggest strawberry shake I can."

" Ohhh with whipped cream and a cherry?" You said looking for your underwear.

When you couldn't find them you glared at Eddie.

" What?"

" Edward Eugene Munson."

" Ahhh okay…okay… here." He dug in his back pocket and handed you your panties.

You slid them on. " Dude you are such a perv."

Eddie chuckled " Only for you baby."

You put on your shoes and held out your pinky to him.

He hooked it with his." Pinky promise."

…

Leaving Eddie was one of the hardest things you had to do. The last few days before you left were filled with tears. Mostly from you.

Eddie tried really hard to be strong. But this was hard for him too. He didn't realize what it was like on this end of things. And seeing you walk away into the airport broke his heart.

He actually thought of hiding your plane ticket so you couldn't leave. But being the responsible person you were. You made sure you had everything ready to go.

When you walked away from him you kept repeating to yourself to not look back. Because if you did, you wouldn't get on the plane.

So you left. Eddie promised to visit as soon as the collaboration was finished. And you hoped he would.

When you got to MIT all your stuff was there. You were even surprised to see Eddie's van parked outside the dorm. You hadn't expected that. But you loved it. It was like a little bit of Eddie was with you.

You were putting your things away when your roommate came in. She immediately rolled her eyes at you and grabbed her stuff and took off.

" What was that all about?" You mumbled under your breath.

You ignored that weirdness and called Eddie once you finished unpacking. He couldn't talk long but you were happy to hear his voice.

A couple of weeks went by and you found out that college was very different than you expected. You made absolutely no friends. People weren't so nice. Especially your roommate. She would always make comments about stupid stuff. Making fun of your weight and saying that Eddie wasn't really your boyfriend. Which was dumb because you had loads of pictures of you and him. But the icing on the cake was you being homesick. You missed the hell out of Bethany and Matthew. You missed all the Hellfire kids and Wayne. Most importantly you missed Eddie.

About two months in, you found a job as a waitress. You liked it because the tips were great. But the hours kinda messed with your sleep schedule. You were up most of the night. And power napped throughout the day. Which made you miss phone dates with Eddie. He understood why you would. But he missed the shit out of you.

The band finally finished recording the album and they were just a few weeks away from promoting it. So he had planned on seeing you before then. Which you were excited about.

One night you were leaving work when you heard grunting down a small alley. There was a bar right next door to the restaurant. So normally there would be guys going there to piss or whatever. But this time it sounded like someone was getting hurt.

You could hear Eddie telling you to be careful when you got closer. You wanted to help whoever was getting hurt so you pulled out your pepper spray and went . When you hit the corner you heard someone coughing. When you looked, some very lean dude was getting beat by two guys.

" JESUS STOP! I'M CALLING THE POLICE." You shouted.

The guys doing the hurting cursed and gave the guy on the ground one last kick before calling him a faggot. Then took off.

You went to the kid and kneeled next to him.

" Hey...hey...Common. Let's get you to the hospital."

" N-no. I-I c-cant."

" No seriously. They could have broken something."

He tried to get up but stubbled a bit. " No! My-my dad will kill me if-if he knew why I was in here."

He almost fell and you quickly caught him.

"Umm okay. We uhh we can go back to my room."

You helped him into Eddie's van and drove back to your dorm. As luck would have it your roommate was gone.

You laid the guy down on your bed and left to get water and towels. When you came back he was sitting up.

" Hey common. Please lay down."

" No, I'm fine."

He tried to stand up but he sat back down when it hurt too much.

"Okay. Maybe I'm not fine."

" Here. Take this." You held out some Tylenol.

He took them without any water.

" I'm Elio by the way."

" I'm y/n."

You guys sat quietly for a moment.

" Can…can I clean you up?" You asked.

He looked at you kinda weird. Like if you were gonna play a prank on him or something. But he nodded.

You started cleaning off the blood on his chin. Then gently cleaned his lip and the small cut on his eyebrow.

Once he was free of blood. You actually got a good look at him. He had black wavy hair and beautiful green eyes. And a very strong jaw line. He was very handsome.

He grabbed your hand and held it for a second. Making you anxious as hell.

" Thank you."

You tucked your hair behind your ear and looked down at your hand. " You're welcome."

After a second he let go of your hand and laid down. It was awkward.

You grabbed an extra blanket and pillow from your closet and laid them on the ground. Before you went to change the guy was out like a light.

You really didn't know what to do. So you just laid down and fell asleep.

In the morning your roommate kick your foot, waking you up.

" What the hell are you down there for? Party too hard there chubs."

You ignored the insult and sat up looking at your bed.

He's gone.

You looked at the time and you were going to be late for class. You quickly shot up and grabbed your backpack and took off.

When you walked in to class everyone turned to look at you. You swallowed and felt like you were gonna pass out. You quickly found a seat and took out your notebook.

Out of nowhere someone put a cup of coffee on your little desk. You looked up and saw the guy from last night. He had a black eye now. But he was smiling at you.

" Umm what are you doing here?" You whispered.

He sat down next to you. " I go here too."

" Oh…umm okay."

He pushed your coffee a little closer to you. " You look like you need it."

" Geez, do I look that bad?"

" No. Not really." He smirked.

You laughed quietly and took a sip of the drink. It was awful. You wanted to spit it back out but that would have been rude.

" Ahhh sugar and cream type of girl."

You looked at him and nodded, forcing the coffee down.'

" I'll remember that for next time."

Next time?

When class was over he walked with you to the next one.

" Hey, what are you doing later?"

" Uhh, probably sleeping. "

" Sleeping?!" He shrieked

" Shhh. Yes. I need to nap before I go to work."

" Oh…yeah that makes sense. Well what are you doing after work?"

" Hey umm I'm sorry. But I have a boyfriend."

"Cool...Me too."

" Wh-what?"

He laughed. " I'm kidding. I don't have a boyfriend. Yet."

" Oh….uhh sorry."

" It is what it is."

'" umm so you're?"

" Batting for the other team? Yeah."

" Oh…that's ummm…cool."

You really didn't know what to say. The only other person you knew who liked the same sex was Robin.

" So you didn't tell me what you're doing after work."

You laughed nervously. " Umm well normally I work on homework or call my boyfriend."

" Okay. So what you're saying is you're free?"

"Uhh-"

" Great! We can hang out. I'll order a pizza. To thank you for what you did for me."

" You don't have to do that."

" No. I-I want to. So uhh. See you at what? One?"

" Oh-okay."

" Okay. See you later."

"Bye."

You watched Elio walk away. This was weird. No one has ever done that before. But it was nice. Maybe it would be nice to finally make a friend.

…

Eddie was waiting for your call but once it passed the scheduled time he picked up the phone to call you. It rang a few times before he heard a guy's voice on the other end.

" Hello?"

" Oh shit! Umm sorry man. I think I dialed the wrong room."

" Huh… Are you sure you weren't looking for me?" Elio teased.

Eddie laughed. " Uh no man. I'm looking for my girl."

" Oh that's a shame."

Eddie heard you in the background and freaked out.

" Give me the phone." Eddie heard you say.

" Alright, alright. You're cute when you're mad."

Now Eddie was pissed. Who the fuck was that guy and why the hell was he in your room so damn late.

" Eds?"

Eddie didn't say anything. He was trying to calm down.

" Eds? Is that you?"

" Uhh y-yeah."

" Oh hi my love. I'm sorry. I must have forgotten to call you."

" Yeah you did." He said coldly.

" Eddie? What's wrong?"

" Baby what the hell is a guy doing in your room?"

" Oh. Umm that's Elio. I uhh guess he's my new friend."

" Okay but why is he there so late?"

" Eds, we were just having pizza and talking."

Eddie scoffed.

" Eddie?"

" Call me later. When you're alone."

" Eddie I-"

" I gotta go. Love you."

Before you got to say it back he hung up.

" Geez what's up with your guy?"

You looked at Elio. " Umm I think you should go. I have to talk to him.

" Why? Does he not let you have guy friends or something?"

" No it's not that. I have other friends who are guys. There's something wrong."

" Did he say something?"

" No. He doesn't have to. I can just tell."

" Ummm okay…well I hope everything is alright. I'll see you later okay."

You nodded. Once he left you called Eddie right back.

" Hello?"

He still sounded mad.

" E-eds."

" Hey. Did your friend leave?"

" Yeah. He's gone."

" Why didn't you tell me you met a guy?"

" Eddie. I literally just met him 24 hours ago."

" And he's already in your room?!"

"Cut it out! It's not like that. I get that you're pissed. And you have every right to be when some stranger answers my phone. But Eds, please don't overthink this. I-I found him getting beat up in an alley last night. And I helped him. He wanted to thank me for it so he bought pizza. That's it. That's all."

Eddie was quiet for a minute. He felt like an asshole. You never gave him a reason to not trust you.

" I'm…I'm sorry baby. Are you okay?" You didn't get hurt did you?

You sighed hearing his voice change. " No I'm fine. But Eds, I need you to trust me. Like how I trust you"

" I-I do. I just don't trust other people."

" My love, I would never do anything to hurt you. You should know that by now."

" I-I do."

" Then why were you acting like that?"

Eddie rubbed his face. " I just miss you. I need you right now."

" I miss you too. But what happened?"

He sighed. " Plans changed."

Your heart sunk at his words. You knew this gonna happen. You knew he wasn't going to make it.

" I'm sorry baby."

" When did you find out?"

Eddie sighed." This morning."

" How long are you gonna be gone?"

" 3 months."

Tears filled your eyes. He was gonna be on the road for your one year anniversary, his birthday and Thanksgiving. And not just that. He was going to be sharing a tour bus with Ava.

Eddie didn't like how quiet you were. He knew he really fucked up now. But what was he supposed to do?

" Baby, do you think you can come and see me next week?"

" I…I have class and work."

" I know. But it's just for a day. Could you please just miss a day for me?"

" Eds, you know I can't."

" Please baby. I can't go three months without seeing you… please."

" I-"

" I'll have a ticket for you at the airport. Please. Just come. I swear it will only be for a day."

Eddie knew he shouldn't ask you to do this. But he needed to. He needed to hold you. He needed to kiss you and bury his nose in your hair. He needed your warm hugs.

Tears fell down your face and you tried to hide the hurt you felt.

" I umm. I'll try." You said knowing that there wasn't the slightest chance you could go.

" Okay Angel. I…I really hope you come."

…

It was Saturday afternoon. Three days after Eddie said he wanted you to come. You had been trying to build up the courage to call him and break the news that you couldn't go. There was no way you could miss your classes. There was way too much stuff to go over before midterms. So you just couldn't do it.

You picked up the phone and started to punch in Eddie's number. Suddenly your door flew open and you jumped.

" Okay I got it." Elio bursted in and held up a newspaper article.

You put the phone down. " What's that?"

He closed the door and threw himself on your bed. Handing you the paper.

Your eyes widened. " Oh no."

" Yeah. She's your excuse."

You looked at the obituary for Brenda woods. " What do you mean? I didn't know her."

" That's okay. We can just say she's your aunt and you have to go to the funeral."

" E no, I can't do that."

" Why not? You want to see your boyfriend don't you?"

" Of course I do. But this is wrong."

" Didn't you tell me you took Eddie's finales for him so he could graduate?"

" Umm…yeah but that was different."

" It still wasn't right. But you did it for him… you can do this too."

" But I need to be in class. I-"

" Don't worry about that. I have a few, quote unquote friends who are willing to take thorough notes for you."

" I…I don't know."

" Common y/n. Go see your guy. I think you need to. I know we just met but I can tell this guy is very important to you."

You looked at Elio and sighed. "Yeah. He is."

…

Eddie was out of it. When you left he had been down in the dumps. He missed you like crazy. Being away from you was really hard on him this time. It actually started to affect his work. The bands had to put in an extra month into working on the album because of it.

Everyone was patient with him. And when he finally got to the point where his playing and singing was acceptable, they recorded.

Things weren't much better with Ava either. It started with subtle flirting. To making sexual comments towards him or around him. He tried to pawn her off on Gareth but she wouldn't budge.

It got so bad that he thought he should just fuck her so she would leave him alone. But as soon as that thought came. He made himself sick. The thought of being with anyone else made him physically ill. He never told you any of this in fear of hurting you. Or making you worry about him. He really hated keeping things from you. He felt like a liar everytime you guys did talk. But you were going through a lot too. With school and work. Even your roommate was a bitch to you. He wanted to try and get you a studio apartment or something but you obviously said no.

One day Eddie was at the studio, when during a break Ava was saying really kinky stuff. She wasn't talking directly to him but she definitely made sure he was close enough to hear her. She started talking about how she loved Doggystyle and getting choked. Then she said she liked guys fucking her tits and then fill her ass with their load.

Eddie actually got hard. Not because he was picturing her doing that. He imagined doing that with you. He wondered if you would let him do things like that. See Eddie was a little bit of a perv. Stealing your panties was just the tip of the iceberg. Maybe it was all the porn he watched or doing all the kinky stuff with all those older women. Sure he knew that the shit in porn wasn't realistic. And the stuff he did with others was probably way more than he should have experienced so soon. Either way, he had a very filthy mind when it came to sex. That was until you came along. All his dirty thoughts simmered down. You were nothing like the women before you or the girls in those movies. Which was something Eddie never had before. And he didn't want to scare you away. He wanted everything with you. He wanted all the kinky stuff and all the sweet stuff too. So he decided to ease you into it. First it was going down on you. And coming in your mouth. Then actual sex. Which was the best he had ever had. It was so good that he forgot that there could be more. Well that was until you started enjoying the little roughness he gave you. That ignited the flame in him again. He liked that you enjoyed when he tapped your ass. He liked how you took him no matter how hard he went. But now he couldn't have you whenever he wanted.

So Eddie needed you. And when he found out that the tour would start earlier than planned, he needed to see you. To touch you, to kiss you, and to fuck your brains out. He needed something to hold him over until he saw you again.

But on Tuesday the following week, he had Lance call the airport to see if you picked up your ticket. And when you didn't Eddie was hurt. He was leaving at the end of the week. And you couldn't give him one very needed day.

He'd been moping around, drinking. Later that night he and the boys want to a bar a few blocks away. Eddie got so plastered that Gareth and Jeff had to carry him home.

Eddie was falling in and out of sleep the whole walk home. He started saying something then he would just fall asleep. Making the his buddies crack up. When they got home the lights were one. Jeff opened the door and saw you in the kitchen.

" Hey! We thought you weren't coming." Gareth said pulling Eddie inside.

You went to help. " Sorry. I almost missed the flight. I was trying to convince the Dean to let me have the rest of the week."

You looked at Eddie kinda scared. You had never seen him this drunk before.

" Help get him into bed please."

You walked quickly and opened his bedroom door for them.

Once Eddie was down the guys left you alone with him. You went to grab his waste basket. Putting it on the ground next to him. You moved to the end of the bed and started taking off his boots.

" H-hey. W-what're doin'?" Eddie slurred.

You looked up and he was leaning on his elbows with his eyes shut.

" I'm taking off your shoes. You don't want to get your comforter all dirty."

He nodded. "You-you sound like my wife."

You smile finally taking off one boot.

" You look like her too." Eddie sighed and laid back down. "No offense. But she's prettier."

You giggled a little. " None taken."

You got the other boot off and helped him out of his leather jacket.

"You smell nice. My-my girl uses the same shampoo."

" Oh yeah?"

"Mmhmm"

Piss drunk Eddie was too cute.

" Do you want me to take off your jeans Eds?" You said reaching for his belt.

Eddie grabbed your wrist." NO! My wife will kick your ass. And-and don't call Eds. Only she can call me that."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."

Eddie grunted and passed out.

You covered your mouth and laughed. Even drunk as a skunk he still thought about you.

You went to his side and moved his hair out of his face.

You shook him a little " Eddie"

" Hmmm?" He groaned

" Lay on your side. I don't want you to choke if you throw up."

He whined but he moved.

" There's a trashcan right here if you do need to throw up." You said grabbing his hand and putting it on the can.

" Thanks." Eddie whispered.

You went to the kitchen to get him something for the massive headache he was bound to have and the biggest glass of water you could find. When you left Eddie's room Gareth was in the kitchen making a sandwich.

" He had a little too much to drink huh?" You asked.

" More than a little."

Something in Gareth's voice told you this wasn't the first time Eddie got this drunk.

" Gare, what's going on?"

He looked at you and folded his arms.

" He's been drinking a lot…ever since you left."

" Is…is it bad?"

" Not really. He's sober when he needs to be."

"And when he doesn't?"

Gareth looked away and shook his head.

"Do...do you think he needs help?"

" I uhh don't think so. He just needs to talk to you."

You nodded feeling awful. Eddie was drinking himself stupid because of you.

After grabbing the things for Eddie, including crackers you went back to the room.

Once you sat everything down, you went to lay down next to him. You spooned him and whispered that you were sorry.

Eventually Eddie did lean over to vomit. You rubbed his back and held his hair for him. He didn't even notice you were there. He threw up two more times before falling back asleep. You tried to stay awake to watch him but you fell asleep too.

Eddie groaned as he got up. He didn't know how he got there. But he knew he was home. And that he really needed to take a leak. He climbed out of bed and held his arms out so that he could feel his way through the darkness. When he finally made it to the bathroom he peed. While stripping out of his clothes. He was going to go back to bed but he had this really bad taste in his mouth. So he went to the sink and rinsed his mouth out. When he looked in the mirror he looked fine. But he felt like shit. He spit out the mouth wash and caught a glimpse of a familiar pink toothbrush in the stand. He was to tired to actually think why your toothbrush was there. So he went to the kitchen to get some water and Tylenol. He drank two glasses of water and leaned on the counter. He caught the time and it was almost four in the morning. When he put his cup in the sink he finally went back to his room. His eyes hadn't adjusted to the dark yet so he tripped on something near his dresser. He went for the lap and pulled the string. He looked down and saw your burgundy duffle bag. He immediately looked at the bed and saw you with your back towards him.

"You came." He said under his breath.

Now he was wide awake. He laid down with you and put his hand on your waist. He stared at the back of your head and silently cried. He really did need to see you.

You turned around and laid in his arms. Eddie wiped his tears away and cupped your cheek. He ran his thumb over the apple of your cheek. You turned your face a little and kissed his palm.

" Hi angel."

" Hi."

You looked up at him. " Sorry I was late, Eds."

" I don't care. You came."

" I did."

He leaned in and kissed you. After you guys just laid there for a minute.

" Can I make love to you?" Eddie asked just above a whisper.

" Are you still drunk?"

He shook his head. " No."

You closed your eyes and lightly tugged your lip.

" Okay."

…

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Okay so I watched the latest episode leak, and I have to say that out of all the episodes I've seen so far this one was relatively competent which is... surprising. I do think that a lot of the issues other people are having are extremely valid but some of them I do feel are just a bit nitpicky ---but overall as far as events unfolding and then getting resolved..... which is....as you know, the very basic competence for a storyline- this one pretty much did exactly that. Something tells me that the reason why it was relatively watchable is not because of Vivienne. I was actually surprised they had Blitz apologizing and owning up to a mistake, usually he's supposed to be bad but still "deserving" of forgiveness for no reason. Just a UwU untouchable bby. so that was actually nice. The flashback sequence for their childhood was done very well....and I actually disagree that it needed a whole episode, because I actually think this was -exactly- how flashbacks should be functioning in shows. They should just give brief context that enlightens the audience to what is currently happening in the present moment that both the characters know about, but that the audience doesn't. And they did just that, surprisingly.

That being said, there was never a need for a flashback episode in the first season, especially an entire episode dedicated to a bunch of uselessness scenes. Like the other anon said earlier if there had been some kind of foreshadowing, then perhaps it would have been warranted. Anyway I think that if that episode never happened, then this would probably have more impact, cuz this would have been the first time we saw Blitz and fizz as kids.

For the first and probably only time the whole thing with Blitz apologizing and owning up to his mistake, and then making up felt earned.... But even with the things that this episode did right it's still overall felt.... meh, vapid, and shallow with all the other unnecessary things happening in it. Striker and crimson being the antagonistic party in this was just random/ unnecessary; a simple throw away villain would probably have worked in this one episode. And that entire distraction song was..... so so so unbelievably dumb. Insultingly dumb.

But hey whatever. I could go on and on but let's just say that I also agree with the overall feedback that was given by a lot of the previous anons too. But I thought this would be hopefully a different take that you haven't had before.

So this episode was not good because none of the episodes in this pointless web series are ever good..... Ever.

But as far as being relatively competent it did surprisingly an okay job. One particular thing that I found pretty cool was when another fire started and Fizz was back in... Well, another fire basically, and Blitz actually saved him this time, kind of like a redemption for what happened in the past. Although that scene seems a little..... too suspiciously decent to have been from Vivienne alone but...hey I guess we'll see.

Anyway I can't wait for Viv to go on another Twitter whine sesh. Normally I would not be happy to see a Creator upset about something like this but knowing her past track record this is pretty deserved. Enjoy the early episode everyone!

I think it was one of the better episodes of season 2, but that's an extremely low bar to clear. I've got to disagree on the flashback sequence however...rapidfire flashbacks like the one we had here work for some things, like Moxxie's backstory, but Blitzo is our main character and Fizz and his mother are some of the most important people in his lives and it was just too important a scene to rush. To bring it back to BoJack, it would be like if The Old Sugarman Place were to be condensed into a minute and change.

Agreed that the little redemption bit at the end was cute until Vivzie ruined it with of course yet another sex joke.