#i like mine loyal & obsessed + with other aspects this can be a long lasting relationship/friendship

[starzalign]

I only like nodal synastry when im rahu bc they’re obsessed with me but I’m still drawn to them. I honestly think this is the preference for women or the female energy in the relationship(in regards to the patriarchy bc the man/masculine adores you more). I prefer moon-rahu MAYBE venus-rahu but then I’d want to be venus.

[burnedbyshoto]

You Still Up?

Kinktober Day 13 ~ kink: electricity

pairing: fuckboy!kaminari denki x fem!reader

warnings: smut, cursing

word count: 4,200 (did this just for him)

a/n: I really really reaLLY liked this one, so, welcome to flavor town bbys

part two - you still there?

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“So, you’re not seeing anyone else right now?” Your blond date asked from across the table.

You lifted your wine glass to your lips, eyebrows scrunching as you shake your head. “No,” You respond as soon as you’re done swallowing the bitter liquid. “I’m completely single, which is why I’m here on the date with you.”

It takes everything within you not to roll your eyes at the grinning blond in front of you. Why the hell would it even matter if you were seeing anyone? This wasn’t even a first date, it was a preliminary date! You were definitely ready to have a boyfriend. But more often than not these boys you were with always left you unimpressed in bed. Yes, you fucked guys before dating them. You wanted to see if they could please you in bed. That was something important to you especially after dating a guy for a year who never made you come once!

So at the prime age of twenty, you were not ashamed to admit that you slept around. A girl needed her needs to be always met, and if all it cost you was a bad conversation and a mediocre fucking, it was fine.

“So Kaminari—“

“My last name is Monoma.”

“Right, sorry. Monoma, why don’t you tell me more about yourself?” You ask your smile kind as his blue eyes shine.

“Of course, but where to begin…”

You smile a bit strained as he begins his story from the very beginning, and you raise your glass to the waiter. You were going to need a full bottle to get through this dinner date.

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Your naked back pressed against his mattress. The blond man, Monoma, long asleep as you contemplated leaving now or later. He had just fallen asleep. Moreover, while he wasn’t horrible in bed, the dinner conversation did not leave you wanting more. You grabbed your phone from the nightstand and you checked the time. It was only one a.m. and you figured you would wait thirty minutes.

Your group chats with your friends who were expectantly waiting for you to respond back to them. All of them curious about how your date went.

you: sex was a 7/10

hagakure: OMG that's an improvement from your last 15 2/10’s

mina: is our girl going to be loyal to one dick?

you: dinner was a 2/10

uraraka: F

jirou: F

yaomomo: it could have been worse?

mina: but maybe you’ll get new dick?

you: ugh no, he’s attached to the relationship aspect. I can’t sleep around and pretend to want to go have dinner with him!

uraraka: just… stop going back to your other fuckboy

hagakure: WAIT I THOUGHT THEY STOPPED FUCKING

jirou: no, we caught him in her room two nights ago

you: please stop!

mina: shes obsessed because he fucks a solid 9.5/10 and he refuses to have anything personal

you: I just want dick! it’s not that difficult to explain

yaomomo: we know, it’s just,,, you can do better,,,

you: you're the ones who introduced him to me!

tsu: you guys woke me up, but we did so because we thought you both wanted a relationship. but what happened was way worse.

jirou: I mean, no offense everyone, but I think he may actually be serious about her?

You, mina, yaomomo, tsu, uraraka, hagakure: yeah right

You sigh as you place your phone down to your stomach. Monoma’s breathing is constant, and his chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm. So you slip out of his bed, and grab your pile of clothes from the floor and slip out of the room unheard. In the hallway, you slip on the black lingerie you wore, and the little black dress you own over it. You glanced at your phone again, the screen illuminating with another text, but it’s one not from the chat.

dick appointment: hey, you still up?

You smile, your eyes rolling as you make your way to the front of the house.

you: depends on who’s asking why?

You delight in the way the text bubbles appear immediately. Despite the situation of your relationship, neither one of you could truly deny the other.

dick appointment: me, of course. where are you, baby girl? I had such a bad day today, and well… I need a good release ;)

You scoff as you slip on your heels, opening the front door and slipping out into the chilly night.

you: well I got good dick but stank personality, but might fuck around and see if there’s another open dick I can score.

dick appointment: where are you?

you: nowhere and anywhere.

dick appointment: y/n

you: Denki

You walk towards the train station. Hoping that there was some cab still there despite the early hours.

dick appointment: photo_img.0278392-82. look how fucking hard I am just thinking about you, baby doll

Your eyes don’t even widen as you look at his dick pic. You’re at the very least amused knowing that he doesn’t send you old dick pics.

you: the guy I just fucked had a bigger dick

dick appointment: but did he know how to use it the way I do?

you: I don’t know, he’s that one pro hero I can’t remember his name for, maybe you know him? copies quirks?

dick appointment: I swear to god, baby girl if you don’t tell me where you are right now

you: (location) if you’re not here within 10 minutes I'm leaving.

He leaves you on read, and you sit inside the station. Your fingers already ordering a cab for ten minutes from now, and you wait. In all honesty, you know that he lives fifteen minutes away. It was something you calculated on the way over. But there was something so amazing about teasing him like this. You wouldn’t stop, and you couldn’t stop. Kaminari Denki, Pro-Hero Chargebolt, was plain and simply a fuckboy. You didn’t hold it against him. You really didn’t! But with the increased female popularity he had since becoming a Pro-Hero... he and you weren’t compatible. You knew he was talking to so many other girls, and it didn’t bother you as of now. At the end of the night, despite his fuckboy personality, he was always crawling back to you. It was a terrible game the two of you had. You both slept around a lot, but at least five times a week you found yourself back into his bed. His strong arms around you, and it was blissful. That was until someone from his groupie texted him. Then the reality of your relationship fell back into place.

You two were simply horny and found each other to be amazing in bed. So your feelings for him were continuously destroyed. It was to the point where it didn’t matter all too much anymore. The pain had subsided, and it made your weekly activities improve.

However, none of your friends approved. They all tried getting you to stop, but what would you say? You were too addicted.

You froze as within six minutes Kaminari’s black car rolled up in front of you. You stood up, canceling the taxi as you walked near him. Your heels clicked against the concrete as you watched his window roll down.

“Hey there, sexy.” Kaminari whistles as you lean onto the open window. His hair is tied back, the black streak on his hair nearly hidden within the blond tresses.

“Hi.” You almost purr, your face drawing near his own, your lips ghosting over his own. “What are you doing here?” You ask innocently, your eyelashes fluttering.

“I’m here picking up a very beautiful woman, maybe you’ve seen her.” He breathes against your lips. You smirk, your hands pressing against his leaning shoulders, making sure he didn’t get too close.

“Well is she prettier or uglier than me? Maybe I’ve seen her?”

Kaminari hums, his large hands over yours as he strokes the length of your arms. Chills spreading among your body as he does so.

“Well, baby girl, you’re the prettiest girl I've ever seen. So, I’m going to say she’s as pretty as you. There is a way that you would know if it was her though.”

“Mhm? Please tell me.”

“Whenever she first kisses me, she always tilts her head to the left just to throw me off. Mind if I test you out?”

“What do I get out of it?” You tease, the smile on your face stretching as his lips press against yours.

“A hell of a ride, baby.”

Your eyes close as his lips press heavenly against yours. Your head, as it always does, leans towards the left. Kaminari, as he always does, leans to the right. He curses softly as your giggle vibrates against his mouth, and you tilt back towards the right. It didn’t matter that he knew you would do it, he was always caught off guard.

His tongue is heavy against your bottom lip, begging to be let into your mouth. Not complying with his request, your teeth latch onto his hot appendage and you pull away. His yellow eyes are dark with lust as you gaze at him, a smile curling onto your face.

You let go, pulling away from the inside of his car as you begin walking towards the other side. You can feel your arousal beginning as the car engine comes back to life, and you slip into the seat. “Your place or mine?” You ask, a smirk on your face as you buckle in.

“Mine.” Kaminari groans as your hand rests upon his thigh.

“Then drive.”

Kaminari doesn’t need to hear you say it twice as he throws his car into drive. The tires screaming against the concrete as he drives away. You pull on the seat belt. Uncaring about the dangerous speed the Pro-Hero was driving at as your lips attach onto his neck. Your hands travel down his chest, resting upon his crotch. His growls turning you on as your fingers wrap around his clothed dick.

“Are you sure you had a bad day today?” You moan into his ear as you feel his thick cock grinding into your palm. “You sure you weren’t jealous that I was getting dick?”

Kaminari glances at you, his eyes flickering with millions of emotions. His lips are over yours again, his quirk coming out in a small dosage through your lip contact, and you gasp. “I don’t like others touching what is mine,” Kaminari growls against your lips, as he turns back towards the road. The engine of his care accelerating as his foot presses harder against the pedal.

You roll your eyes, but your hands slip underneath the waistband of his pants. Your hand grasping the heated flesh of his cock as you bite down harshly against his jugular. His head tilting back as he groans. “I’m no idiot, Denki.” You hiss against his flesh. “Your words are pretty, and you do make girls feel special and like they’re the only ones you’re looking at. Don’t think I don’t know that. I’m using you as much as you are using me.”

Kaminari still, but his hand moving out to the middle of your legs. His fingers rubbing against the crotch of your panties. “I’m glad you know.” Kaminari murmurs his fingers teasing your soaked slit. “You’re already so wet for me.”

Your gasping moans seem to spur him on as his finger slips through your soaked panties. His finger pressed against your clit and you hiss at the new sensation.

Your hand fisting up and down his length as he parks, and your free hand goes to undo the seatbelt. It seems, however, that the two of you are far too horny to make it up to his apartment. You delight when Kaminari seat slams as far back as possible. The two of you work in tangent to slip his pants off his waist, the fabric pooling at his calves. His cock was average in length. But his girth was undeniable as you move to press his teasing fingers away from your clit.

You watch as his cock springs up. His blond pubes thick yet neat, and you lick your lips at the sight of the bulging vein on the left side of his thick cock. You lean down, your eyelids heavy as you envelop him around your mouth. The sounds that come from his mouth almost making you laugh in victory. Kaminari was such a vocal boy, a feat that you enjoyed completely.

Your hands travel to hold the base of his cock in place as you lower yourself against his length. His cock stretches out your throat in the most delicious way as you bob against him. Kaminari hisses. His hands gripping your hair as his hips weakly buck against your movements.

His hips swivel beneath him as your head continues bobbing against him. Then Kaminari bucks his hips too hard, and the head of his cock pressed against your throat. Your breathing feels like it is on fire as you gag against his length. You pull away, heaving as your hand strokes his length. Your fingers teasing the vein running down his side. You lean back down. Your free hand massaging his balls, and his groan makes you rub your thighs. Your tongue pokes out, licking his balls and Kaminari convulses under you.

“Y/n!” He snaps his tone warning and his cock twitching in your hand. You lock eyes with his nearly black lust-filled eyes, and you suck on his ball. The skin is weird in your mouth, but the way his head slams back and the way his quirk spreads through your body is worth it.

You moan around his ball, and his resulting loud mewls makes you pant. Your arousal seeping onto your rubbing thighs.

“Stop!” Kaminari hisses, his hands ripping you off from his balls by the grip on your locks. You moan, not at all pleased as you were not done. “Stop being a fucking tease, sweetheart.” He growls, and his hands position your mouth against the cock of his head. The leather of his car seat sticks uncomfortably to your knees as you shift. His pre-cum spreads against your lips as you refuse to open up. “Stop being a fucking brat.”

Without much resistance, his cock presses through your awaiting lips. But his hips are slamming against your throat immediately. Your gags are loud, repetitive, and only drowned out by the sputtering grunts of Kaminari. His praises making your eyes roll to the back of your head as he face fucks you without mercy.

His cock continues hitting the back of your throat. You know your teeth are gently scraping the sides of his cock. But he likes that, you know he does. The air in your lungs burn, your eyes watering as you attempt to hum. You’re deep-throating his cock. But his speed and strength incapacitate you from keeping your breathing stabilized. Over and over, his loud praises, his slamming hips, and your lack of breathing make you delirious. Saliva escapes your mouth. Dribbling onto his slamming cock, and spreading across your chin. The sight seems to turn Kaminari on further as his grip in your hair tightens.

“You’re sucking my fucking cock so damn good, sweetheart.” Kaminari breathes, you gagging meaning you approved in his ears. “You’ll get rewarded for sucking my dick so well. Fuck, you’re so damn pretty like this, do you like my cock? Please don’t stop!”

Your moans are unstopping, and his thrusting stumbles as you moan against his length.

Your hand moving between your thighs. Desperate for attention on your own throbbing cunt. A spark of electricity shoots through you, and Kaminari pulls you off his cock. His eyes are angry and dark.

“Did I tell you to touch yourself?”

“No,” You pant. “But I wanted it, so I did it.” There is still droll on your chin, but despite that, he pulls you over onto his lap, his mouth on yours. You groan as you clothed pussy pressed against his thigh. Kaminari presses your back onto the steering wheel. The horn going off for a millisecond, but neither one of you is then fazed as he raises your dress up to your chest. The skirt of the dress blocking him from your sight.

“Look at yourself!” Kaminari laughs. You moan as he presses a finger against your clenching cunt. “So pretty, so fucking wet, and so damn ready for me.”

You feel him removing your panties. His lithe finger pressed sinfully against your clit. “Do you trust me?” He asks you.

There was a certain danger in using his quirk in sexual ways. There was a high risk of damage and possible death if not used correctly. But you completely trusted Kaminari. Your hips roll against his finger, and you press your dress down so you can see his bright eyes. “I trust you.” You confirm, and he moans, his eyes rolling backward.

It happens then. The voltage escaping his fingers and powering through you.

You nearly came on the spot, your back arching against the steering wheel as a shriek escapes your mouth. The sensation shoots through your entire being, pleasure rolling through you. The currents were unending as he continues rubbing against your clit.

Your hands slam onto the steering wheel and the door as his fingers begin pumping into you. Your head lolling backward as he continues using his quirk on you. The liquid heat in you continuing to pour out, and Kaminari’s delighted chuckles have you on edge. You rub your soaked cunt into his pumping fingers, his name a chant on your tongue.

Currents shoot down your limbs, and you tremble against him. Kaminari moans, your name a prayer on his voice as he pulls away mixing your arousal on his hard dick.

Your eyes can barely open. Pleasure slamming through your body still. The electricity still feeling like it was coursing through your nerves and bones. You watched Kaminari coat your juices on his hard dick. “Denki…” You sigh as the tip of his dick now lines against your entrance, and your legs tremble as he smirks. His hand bringing you in for a world spinning kiss as he slams you into his length.

Your back arches into the wheel, your screams swallowed in his mouth as you adjust to the penetration. Kaminari’s cock stretches you out in wondrous ways. God, he was so fucking thick.

Kaminari doesn’t wait for you to adjust, as his hips begin hammering into you.

You feel stupendously overwhelmed. His mouth intoxicating to you, the way his tongue traces the roof of your mouth makes your legs tremble. His hands grabbing your ass and breasts, always alternating. Always making sure to give you the attention he wanted to give you. His fingers still shocking you, and so the moans pour out of your mouth. The vibrations from his own moans hitting yours. Creating the mind-numbing vibrations in your mouth you only ever got with him.

His hips slamming his cock in and out of you. His girth making you tremble on top of his lap. It didn’t matter how many times you’ve fucked him. It always was an indescribable feeling of his entering and exiting cock.

It was too much.

Your hands go from the wheel and the door to pressing his head closer to you. His body flushed against yours, yet you wanted more. You yearned for more. The walls of your pussy clenching in the arrival of your orgasm.

“You’re so fucking amazing!” Kaminari curses against your mouth. His lips trailing down your neck as he slams you against the wheel again. The horn going off as you begin bouncing up and down his length. Your eyes clamped shut as he presses you harder against the car. His hips ramming into you. Your hips meeting his again and again.

“Denki!” You shriek as his fingers pinch your clit. You shudder against his hold, electricity flowing through your body, but it’s not from his quirk. “Ohmygodohmygod…”

“Tell what you want, sweetheart.” Kaminari snarls against your skin. “I’ll give you anything you want.”

“I need to fucking come!” You mewl, your fingers running against his clothed torso.

“Come, baby, come.” He growls, and your vision turns white.

You come hard around his cock. His relentless hips pounding into you. He shoves your shoulders into the steering wheel. The horn blares as you convulse on top of the blond, your lecherous moans driving him as he chases your orgasm.

“Fuck!” He snarls. His face crumbling as he looks at your blazing hot face, your eyes still clenched. Your mouth open and panting. “Shit!” He slammed into you relentlessly, brutally clenching your thighs. Watching you scream for him. Kaminari loved you like this. Screaming for him and with you letting out more overstimulated and raunchy moans. He’d completely lost his control, snapping forward. Letting out a heavy load into your throbbing cunt.

The two of you panting in the car. The windows fogged over, and he presses off of you, the car horn finally silencing. You feel dizzy as he brings you in for another kiss. His cock still twitching within your sex. The quiet of the night deafening in your ears as the two of you stay in the car.

You smile as Kaminari pulls you off his cock, the both of you hissing at the removal, and places you onto your seat. You moan as you feel his come seeping out of your cunt. “Want to come up still?” Kaminari asks, a hopeful glint in his eyes.

“Round two?”

“Of course.”

“I’d love to.”

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You woke up the next morning, the bed empty, and your body sore. You slipped out of the bed and sighed as you saw the thousands of hickies littering your body. Your hands holding onto one of Kaminari’s t-shirts on the floor and pulling it over your head.

You slinked over to the kitchen where you can hear Kaminari cooking something.

You’re pleasantly surprised to see him cooking some fried eggs and rice.

“Good morning, beautiful.” Kaminari chirps. “You woke up just on time.”

You sit down on the barstool, the cold metal making you shiver as he places the bowl in front of you. “Thank you.” You sigh as you grab the bowl and the paired chopsticks. The two of you eat in silence, and your hand subconsciously moves to rub a throbbing bruise.

“C-Can I tell you something?” Kaminari says, and you look up at him. You nod, unable to speak because of the food. Knowing him he probably had someone other girl coming in soon, and you were being asked to leave. “Well, I know you’re wanting a boyfriend, and well… I was wondering if I could be that for you.”

You stare at him, and amusement bubbles into your voice. You begin laughing, and your hands, cover your mouth, unable to keep yourself serious. You realize that he’s not joining in on your amusement, and you look up at him. Your face burning as you see he’s being serious. “D-Denki…” You breathe and he pulls out his phone.

“I know you don’t believe me, but look. I promise when I say you’re the only one I’m talking to, I mean it.”

You take his phone in your trembling hands. Your eyes widen as you see that in fact that he texted every one of his groupies. Saying that he would not be seeing them anymore. It had been over three months ago. You go to his snapchat. You see that the only girls he’s talked to in over four months month, besides you, are his old classmates. Even his Instagram only has you as the only girl in it for over five months. You feel like a trapped animal. Your chest heaving as you look up at him, your eyes swimming with confusion and sadness.

“I… I thought we were fucking around…” Your voice says, and the hopeful look on his face cracks. “I-I’m sorry Denki, I--”

“No.” He snaps, his voice cracking. “It’s okay… I understand.”

“I’m sorry…”

“No… don’t do that. Please, a-anything but that. I want to date you, y/n. Don’t m-make this harder.”

Your eyes search his face, hoping that for some reason he was being dumb, that his feelings are true. It scares you. The food in your stomach turning into acid as you stare at the blond who refuses to look at you.

“I’m going to go.” You whisper.

“Yeah, that’s for the best.” He snaps, his eyes hardening over.

You leave without a word, and as soon as you were out, Kaminari broke down. His sobs wrecking in his chest as you left him.

[chironomy]

It’s been about a year since I started having Hades experiences. I still chuckle and shake my head at how we “met” (note to younger self: if you are really, really unhappy in your current religious path and you get really into astrology and then you see pagan witches working with planetary energies and you think it looks fun and enlightening but you’re gonna approach Pluto, from which you’ve learned the most in your life and feel a deep urge to connect with, as, like, a Jungian archetype rather than venerate a different god, you may very well change your mind after the deity for whom the planet is named decides "YES THIS IS MY HUMAN NOW” and treats you so much better you are not even going to believe it).

Looking back on this year, I can’t believe how much has changed. I mean, he’s a god of hard change; I asked him to work on me, and he’s fucking working on me. He’s helped me put back together a fractured psyche and we’re slowly starting to purge and undo all the toxic shame I’ve soaked up as a queer trans AFAB person in a world that fucking hates people like me. He’s teaching me how to set and enforce boundaries with other people by making me practice on him (which was fucking terrifying at first!) 

I thought I knew what it felt like to be loved by a god; I did NOT. Going from a god-human relationship model of “Be good OR ELSE” to “I care for you NO MATTER WHAT, all you need to do to ‘earn’ me is be mortal” is changing everything in my whole fucking life. Me getting sober, firing my transphobic health care provider and finding a real doctor, exploring and learning about things I was afraid to approach previously, starting to stand up for myself more and kicking the “circle of judgment” aspect of social media the fuck out of my life --- these are just the beginning.

About Him? What’s he like? IME...

He finds a good use for EVERYTHING. Instead of rescuing me from my dark places he’s teaching me how to understand them, how to find my way around in them and how to learn from them, without getting stuck or lost in them. 

He likes formality and reverence, big on ritual and on things being done the right way. I am, well, not that, so I’m trying to find ways to incorporate more formality while still feeling emotionally close to Him. (You can see my inconsistent capitalization, for example.) He’s prone to depression but not ruled by it. Understands what intense, overwhelming desire feels like. A little obsessive, perhaps a bit overly responsible, absolutely rock-solid loyal and committed. Will absolutely put on a mask and play the villain if that’s what the hero needs.  Ridiculously brilliant when it comes to human psychology and especially people’s unconscious motivations. Can be possessive, but in a way that honestly feels more like “I got you” than “you’re MINE.” I was so scared of him in the beginning because of his reputation as this, like, sadistic kidnapper-rapist, and I’m very happy to report that IME that’s not true at all. And he’s surprisingly affectionate and warm.

He’s my Lord and I’m His person --- so long as he’s good for me (and I decide what’s good for me) I’ll worship him. But within that framework, I’m slowly starting to realize that much more is up to me, or at least negotiable, than I’d thought. Instead of asking me to turn over every aspect of my life to a god, he encourages me to think of things that happen on the surface as being more up to me, and things that happen under the surface as being more up to him. And I’m prone to emotional masochism and to looking for a pair of handcuffs to slap on in relationships (not in the fun consensual empowered way but in the fucked up dependent needing someone else’s permission to live my life way), but he’s found a capacity for healthy, conscious love and devotion in me I didn’t believe I had. 

It’s early still, but I feel like this is the kind of bond that can last lifetimes.

[prkrearchive]

hey there demons! it me, sam ( she / her, 21, est timezone ) who also writes elvie the spooky nerd and i’m super excited to bring in an old fave muse of mine! i’ve had this IDIOT forever, but i’ve tried to revamp him a little to fit this lovely rp & i’ve given him a new fc! anyway, details are under the cut, so feel free to check those out & then message me @elvvce if you’d like to plot!

DISCLAIMER: this is a sideblog so i might post stuff to the wrong acc sometimes js

so, this guy right here…riley ignatius parker-warrington…will throw hands if you call him anything other than parker. it’s what everyone calls him. you gotta be really special to call him riley and not immediately get decked for it. tbh most people probably think parker is his first name anyway so! moving on

parker was born to a wealthy family in a small but affluent village called alderley edge in cheshire, england. he’s the youngest of four sons so he has three older brothers.

his family, the parker-warringtons ( known more commonly as the warringtons ) are stupid rich. it hurts me to think about it askdh. they’re basically the british rockefellers. parker’s great x6 granddad started the family business back a couple centuries ago and nowadays they’ve got their hands in everything from business to architecture to real estate to education to oil...they own a lot of stuff. the warrington building in downtown london was completely made up just now is basically the rockefeller center of the uk. 

the family drama has been highly publicized in the uk & europe for longer than anyone can remember at this point, but not as much in america. 

anyway, parker spent his early years sheltered and pampered and homeschooled by tutors and nannies bc his parents never had time for him but it’s whatever he got over it really early on in life.

parker’s always been a huge troublemaker with a restless nature so his wealthy, uptight, lowkey shady af parents who are obsessed with the family’s image could never really deal with him and eventually decided to just ship him off to boarding schools all over europe, just one after the other after the other bc he kept getting kicked out lmao.

about the only thing he enjoyed about his childhood and schooling were his music lessons. he was taught to play piano, violin, and even the harp. other things like math and history and science didn’t come easily to him at all, but music? he was great at it and he’s always loved it. during his teen years while away at boarding school was when he first procured an electric guitar and learned to play. along with that, he also discovered punk music, aka the greatest thing in the entire fucking universe if you ask him. far as music goes, he’d found his calling in his early teenage years.

at school he was basically that rebellious kid in all the movies who wore doc martens with his prim & proper school uniform and carried around a pocket knife and cut class to go smoke while vandalizing school property and would absolutely fuck up some prissy pretty boy’s face just for looking at him the wrong way.

literally the only reason he actually graduated rather than flunking out was because his father was able to pull some strings aka bought his very last boarding school a whole new library wing. parker did actually consider running away a few times, but there was a part of him really reaaaaally deep down that actually enjoyed some aspects of school ( though he very strongly believes many education systems across the world need a serious overhaul and blahblahblah don’t ask him unless you want a lecture ). anyway, the moment he was done with school, he did finally skip out on…well, everything and everyone and ditched the country altogether, heading out first to seattle washington, then to los angeles, california, and then he finally settled in new york city when he was twenty years old, meaning that he’s lived in nyc for the last three years!

started his band, rabid porcupine, right after moving to the city. they’re a punk band, popular among the subculture and virtually unknown to everyone else. parker is the lead vocalist, guitarist, songwriter, overall face of the band but don’t get it twisted he could never go solo his whole band is important to him.

his parents have threatened to cut him off & disinherit him about a billion times but will probably never actually do it even though they see him as a huge disgrace to the family name. they call sometimes but he never picks up. if anybody asks he’d probably say that he hates his family but he honestly doesn’t. i don’t think he’s capable of hate lmao. he doesn’t like them and he’d rather stay away from them bc he and his family just do not get along, but at the end of the end of the day, v deep down he has like….a teeny tiny molecule of affection for them even though his family is 100% genuinely awful people

lemme...stop? and just give you a few quick facts bc this is getting super long who’s even still reading this?

looks like he could kill you and could actually kill you

he hasn’t been home in like five years but he still has the heaviest most posh british accent you will ever hear in your life + he knows he’s fulfilling a stereotype here but he doesn’t care he fuckin loves tea

his three older brothers are named sebastian, nikolai, & rian. he doesn’t get along with any of them but he and rian he by far has the worst relationship with rian, his identical twin who’s a few minutes older. unlike most stereotypical twins they’ve literally never been in sync, have never gotten along and have probably beaten each other up before.

his family is big on modern day arranged marriages but you can miss parker with that bullshit he will date whoever he wants

that being said i think he’s probably...straight? idk tho & like who’s really straight anymore honestly

most people think that he’s a jerk bc he’s incredibly standoffish and temperamental but he’s actually...not that bad? like he’s sure he’s permanently grumpy but he also holds the door open for people and says thank you to janitors and probably helps old ladies across the street and would literally rather die than be rude to wait staff in a restaurant

seemingly very passionate about everything always openly expresses his emotions. he doesn’t...know how to hide them? he doesn’t know how to pretend like he doesn’t care?

adrenaline junkie, reckless af & likes to party but isn’t into hard drugs. he’s tried once or twice but just really isn’t a fan. he smokes & drinks & smokes weed sometimes but that’s it

very observant and good at reading people

basically the walking talking rl embodiment of the jerk with a heart of gold trope.

knows he’s not the easiest person to befriend but if you are his friend, then he’s gonna be loyal af, the realest ride or die of all time

however, he tends to take the tough love route when he’s trying to help someone out. like just bc you’re his friend he’s not gonna coddle you bc you’re upset he’s gonna tell you how to how to deal with your problems & emotions

which is funny bc lmao he’s angry af 1000% of the time. will throw hands anytime anywhere

so to the surprise as nobody he took up boxing as a kid and to this day it’s the only sport he cares about at all. he still boxes once or twice a week as a hobby & it’s probs pretty good for him tbh

also took a lot of music lessons back in the day. he’s actually a very talented pianist who probably could’ve gone on to play professionally if he stuck with it but nah. he likes the guitar. you’ll probs never catch him playing the piano which is a shame bc he honestly is a beautiful pianist :/

worked as an auto mechanic before he committed to his band full time but highkey misses it sometimes. he still likes cars & absolutely loves motorcycles, will talk about them all day with you if you want.

he has a motorcycle which pretty much built it himself from scratch and it’s just…it’s literally his child ok he will freak if you so much as lay a hand on his motorcycle ok /f r e a k/ like don’t even look at it the wrong way

feminist af

parker is grumpy and angry and standoffish but look he really is and really tries to be a decent guy. anyone who knows him well would see that very clearly and honestly, that’s probably why they stick around even though he can be difficult.

since this is officially a novel i think it’s time for me to sTOP LMAO. i have no specific wc in mind but i’d love to plot so please feel free to message me if you’re interested! as always i’m super excited to plot and write with everyone!

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hey there demons, it’s me, ya girl...again. and if you don’t know who i am, then my name is sam, she / her, 21, est timezone and i’m so excited to be here! i wasn’t feeling very inspired with luna so i decided to switch her out with an old favorite muse of mine! ( truly i......love this garbage can SO MUCH. ) that being said, let’s look at the theories! aka i’m a buzzfeed unsolved stan and parker’s intro will be under the cut, so feel free to give that a look and message me if you would like to plot!

「 DANIEL SHARMAN, CISMALE, 27, RISE AGAINST. 」┈ did you read that latest viral gossip issue on RILEY PARKER?  he is the LEAD GUITARIST in RENEGADE, one of my favorite HARDCORE PUNK groups. they’ve been releasing music for FIVE YEARS now, but viral gossip has only been talking about them for the last MONTH. get this, i think i heard HE COULD BE FACING JAIL TIME DUE TO AN ALTERCATION WITH PAPARAZZI. they’re known as the MISFIT of the music industry, since they have a rep for being DAUNTLESS but TEMERARIOUS, but who knows. maybe that will change once they become #1.

so, this guy right here...riley ignatius parker...will throw hands if you call him anything other than parker. it’s what everyone calls him. you gotta be really special to call him riley and not immediately get decked for it

parker was born to a wealthy family in a small but affluent village called alderley edge in cheshire, england. his family is stupid rich, hails from a long line of architects and business people. he spent his early years sheltered and pampered and homeschooled by tutors and nannies, so his parents never spent much time with him, but that’s okay because he never really got along with his parents anyway.

has an identical twin brother named rian who he never ever talks about mostly because they absolutely DESPISE each other. rian thinks parker is a disgrace to their family name, parker thinks his brother is a sheep who turned out exactly like their parents because he always did whatever they said without question. they haven’t seen each other in ages and for the longest time all their interactions have ended in ( usually physical ) fights anyway.

parker’s always been a HUGE TROUBLEMAKER with a restless nature and desire to ~be free~, so his wealthy, uptight, lowkey shady af parents who are obsessed with the family’s image could never really deal with him and eventually resorted to sending him off to boarding schools all over england, just one after the other bc ofc he kept getting kicked out for one reason or another. 

about the only thing he enjoyed about his childhood and schooling were his music lessons. he was taught to play piano, violin, and even the harp. other things like math and history and science didn’t come easily to him at all, but music? he was great at it, and he’s always loved it. during his teen years while away at boarding school was when he first procured an electric guitar and learned to play. along with that, he also discovered punk music, aka the greatest thing in the entire fucking universe if you ask him. far as music goes, he'd found his calling in his early teenage years, but it would take a while for that to really feel legitimate to parker.

he was basically that rebellious kid in all the movies who wore doc martens with his prim & proper school uniform and carried around a pocket knife and cut class to go smoke while vandalizing school property and would absolutely fuck up some prissy pretty boy’s face just for looking at him the wrong way.

literally the only reason he actually graduated rather than flunking out or getting kicked out of every fancy boarding school in the uk was because his father was able to pull some strings aka bought his very last boarding school a whole new library wing. parker did actually consider running away a few times, but there was a part of him really reaaaaally deep down that actually enjoyed some aspects of school ( though he very strongly believes many education systems across the world need a serious overhaul and blahblahblah don’t ask him unless you want a lecture ). anyway, the moment he was done with school, he did finally skip out on...well, everything and everyone and ditched the country altogether, heading out first to new york city for about two years, then california for the last seven.

he’s been completely independent of his parents since the age of 18 and hasn’t had any access to their money since they cut him off for basically running away from home and since renegade only recently hit it big, he’s probably still a little poor tbh.

and since moving to california he’s been jumping from disgusting apartment to disgusting apartment and from shitty job to shitty job. played in various bands on the side, mostly for fun and even sometimes as a frontman himself, but when he joined renegade about five years ago as the lead guitarist, he immediately knew that this was his place. parker absolutely loves being in the band and wouldn’t trade it for anything at all. that being said, the fame that’s sorta popped in out of nowhere in the past month ( ever since renegade signed with a major record label ) has been...something else. being that he’s from a prominent and wealthy family he’s quite used to attention, but he’s also one of those everyone in hollywood is so fake where’s the real people making real music types and seeing as he has a very very short temper...well, parker’s already got a reputation for being a bad boy and yeah, he actually kind of is. he’s especially not a big fan of the paparazzi and is known to be very rude with them and get into actual physical fights with them he will throw hands with a n y o n e i’m telling you. his most recent run - in with a photographer who wouldn’t leave him alone even after parker told him to fuck off a few times ended in him being charged with assault and battery. long story short, he beat the guy’s face in with his own camera. parker’s...eh about it. he doesn’t really care? if you ask him, the guy should’ve just left alone when he told him to and it’s not like parker hasn’t been to jail before. he’s a vandal, a thief, gets into fights more often than he breathes but hey he usually wins so there’s that

i think that’s all i have for backstory atm though i will update this post if i ever feel it necessary. anyway, onto personality!

looks like he could kill you and could actually kill you

that’s it that’s all you need to know

nah jk there’s actually a few more things! first off, he’s basically the living breathing personification of the jerk with a heart of gold tv trope. so, he seems like a major jerk most of the time and that’s because he kind of is. especially around hollywood people, he’s standoffish and snide and just all - around has a bad attitude. he’s very short tempered and impulsive af, but underneath all of that he’s actually an observant and caring person. like, he’s not very book smart but he’s good at reading people and WOW DOES HE FEEL EVERYTHING SO DEEPLY. he’s a ridiculously passionate person. he feels everything all the time. every emotion is felt in extremes and the one that’s usually most prominent? ANGER.

see, parker is just a very angry person because he’s seen the way things are in the world. he’s lived a life of wealth and unimaginable opulence, but then he’s also been so poor that he’s slept beside dumpsters in alleyways. there are so many people out there who need healing in so many ways and he’s seen it for himself so he knows it’s true. yet, nobody really seems to wanna help. so many people seem to be involved in activism for show or for good person points and he just he HATES it. he constantly wants to scream about all of the unfair things going on in the world and how much he wants to just make them better because he is actually a rather compassionate person when someone is in need.

like, he’s the type of guy who says thank you to waiters and janitors and average, working class people — though i imagine anyone who doesn’t know him very well would be surprised by that.

thinks robin hood was a guy with some great ideas

feminist af

extremely sarcastic

also extremely english. he talks with a very thick accent ( similar to how daniel sharman talks actually if you wanted that point of reference for some reason ) and yeah, he’s fulfilling a stereotype here but he doesn’t care — he loves a good cup of tea.

not usually one to initiate conversations but once he actually gets into talking he can be a pretty cool person to talk with. he actually has a lot to say about many different topics and if you can handle his constant like every other word swearing, then parker might just be your guy to have a deep af conversation with at 3am

along that deep af vein, he enjoys the songwriting process a lot and i imagine he’s very involved in it with renegade. he totally doesn’t seem like the type, but he’s got this old messy notebook that he takes with him everywhere and it’s just full of song ideas and other random things. it’s basically a physical manifestation of parker’s brain, so he’s probably not about to just hand it off to some random person. if you want notebook privileges then he’s gotta trust you that’s just how it is

also, a total lovesick fool when he's got a thing for someone — a soft but only for you type and it’s highkey cute af

doesn’t care much for wealth at all. he’s lived that life before, didn’t like it, and these days he’d rather wear his favorite old band shirt stained with motor oil and eat greasy diner food ( mostly french fries ) than have some grandiose celebrity experience.��

not the easiest person to befriend or be friends with, but if you do have him for a friend then guess what? you have him FOR LIFE. parker is super loyal — a true ride or die but don’t fuck it up with him because if you do he will hold a grudge forever

which reminds me: he’s got a motorcycle and HE LOVES IT. he pretty much built it himself from scratch and it’s just...it’s literally his child ok he will FREAK IF YOU TOUCH HIS MOTORCYCLE OK /F R E A K/ LIKE DON’T EVEN LOOK AT IT THE WRONG WAY

i feel like his reputation precedes him even though he hasn’t been around very long and that’s definitely thanks that messy altercation with the paparazzi. like, he literally beat this photographer up with his own fucking camera?? word has definitely gotten around and i think some people might be wary or even afraid of him?? 

though really aside from his short temper he really is and really tries to be a decent guy. anyone who knows him well would see that very clearly and honestly, that’s probably why they stick around even though he can be very difficult.

i think that’s probably enough from me for the moment, right? there’s probably some stuff i’m forgetting, but if i don’t get to a bio page then i’ll just edit this with anything else. i also don’t have a plot page yet but i definitely want all of the connections, so please do feel free to message me if you would like to plot! i’m so excited to write with you all!

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Essential Oils 101

Essential oils. You’ve most likely heard of them. They’ve become quite popular in recent years. People are finding ways to incorporate them into all aspects of their lives. Most people who use them seem to swear by them.

I remember a couple of years ago my aunt was selling them. The rest of my family had never heard of them before and honestly, we all thought she was pretty crazy because of it. At that point in her life, she was so obsessed with them. Almost all of her Facebook posts were about the oils, and she would bring them up almost every time you had a conversation with her. She talked about them so much that I actually became intrigued. Do they actually work as well as she is making them seem? I ended up caving and buying some, and I am actually glad that I did. I haven’t had a complete life changing experience because of the oils (yet), but I have noticed just an all-around improvement in my life.

Even though essential oils have become pretty mainstream today, there is still a lot of information that people don’t know about them. For instance, did you know that essential oils are actually made from plants? I didn’t until just a couple of weeks ago. Honestly, I had no idea how they were made, and I never seemed to question it. Continue reading below for more essential oil knowledge!

What are essential oils?

They are basically the “essence” of plants. They are a naturally occurring oil found in seeds, bark, stems, roots, and flowers that produces the plant’s distinctive aroma. You know when you stick your nose in a flower to smell it, what you smell is actually the essential oil. The makeup of each essential oil is unique and what gives them their own specific benefits.

How are essential oils made?

There are multiple ways that essential oils can be produced. If they are made through chemical processes though, they are not to be considered true essential oils. True essential oils are typically made through the process of distillation, resin tapping, and cold pressing. The time of day, season, geographical location, method of distillation, year planted, and weather can all affect the composition of the oils. Every step of the manufacturing process is critical in determining the quality of the final product.

How to use essential oils?

There are many different ways you can use essential oils. For your body you can either breathe them in, use them on your skin, or ingest them.

Aromas- By breathing in the aromas, they are absorbed by the olfactory receptors in your nasal cavity. These olfactory receptors are directly linked to the limbic system. The limbic system is a powerful part of the brain that controls emotion, motivation, behavior, and memory. This approach can be done by using a diffuser, putting drops of oil on a cotton ball, mixing oils in a spray bottle and misting around the house.

Topical- By rubbing the oils on your skin, they are easily absorbed. Not only are they absorbed, but they stay in the area you applied them for benefits that are localized. When beginning to use essential oils topically, it is recommended to use a carrier oil. Carrier oils help to dilute the essential oil and decrease the likelihood of developing a skin sensitivity when using more potent oils or using them for the first time. Some examples of carrier oils are coconut oil, jojoba oil, avocado oil, olive oil, grapeseed oil, etc. Applying the oils directly to the skin on your neck, forehead and temples, chest, abdomen, arms, legs, and the bottom of your feet tend to give you some of the most powerful benefits. Besides applying directly to your skin, you can add drops of the oil to your bath, make a hot compress with oils, and mix them with your lotion or moisturizer. Avoid more sensitive areas of your skin including around your eyes, your inner ears, and broken and damaged skin.

Ingestion- Essential oils directly enter the bloodstream by way of the gastrointestinal tract when ingested. After entering the bloodstream, they are then transported to the rest of the body. Due to the unique chemical make-up of the essential oils, they react with your body’s cells and organs in different positive ways. The oils can be added to water or other drinks, or they can be taken in pill form.

There are additional ways that you can use them in your daily life. The ways I stated above are not a definitive list. If I wrote down every way that you could incorporate the oils into your life, the list would go on and on.

What are the benefits of essential oils?

As you can see, essential oils are very versatile. They can be used multiple ways and give you many different benefits. They can be used in your home, for your health, in your beauty routine, and for balance and emotional wellness. Some specific benefits of essential oils are:

Lavender

Reduce anxiety, improve sleep, help heal burns and wounds, relieve pain, reduce acne, and slow aging

Peppermint

Reduce stomach aches, soothe digestive issues, freshen bad breath, relieve headaches, improve focus, and boost energy

Lemon

Relieve nausea, improve digestion, reduce acne and hydrate the skin, promote weight loss, relieve cough, whiten teeth, and boost mood and immune system

Tea Tree

Fight acne, soothe skin irritations, relieve congestion, improve bad breath, natural household cleaner, kill mold, and natural insect repellent

Frankincense

Reduce stress, boost immune system, reduce acne, prevent signs of aging, and improve memory

Ginger

Support healthy digestion, heal infections, reduce inflammation, strengthen heart health, and relieve anxiety

Sandalwood

Mental clarity, relaxation and calming effect, memory booster, reduce inflammation, prevent signs of aging, and hair growth

There are so many more essential oils, and so many more unlisted benefits! You can use the oils separately, or combine them with others to create unique scents and benefits.

There are two big essential oil companies. I’m sure you’ve probably heard of at least one of them before. Young Living and doTERRA are the main competitors in the market. They sell their products online. With the oils becoming more popular though, you can actually purchase oils from other brands in stores. I’ve even seen some at TJ Maxx! Be careful when purchasing off brands though. As I mentioned before, you should stay away from them if they are produced through chemical processes. It is hard to tell the quality of the oils when purchasing off brand products, so I would suggest buying through a company that is established and can be trusted. I highly recommend either shopping with Young Living or doTERRA over buying essential oils from chain stores. People tend to be loyal to one company or the other. I started off using Young Living due to the influences of my aunt, so I am most likely going to keep using their brand exclusively. I have heard great things about both companies though! You can read up on both companies on their websites and make the decision final for yourself.

Now, you may be thinking that all of this sounds great, but the prices are still putting you off. $30 for a little bottle of oil?! I totally get it! It delayed me from making my first purchase too. When I started using the oils I got one of the premium starter packs from Young Living. I had to become a member, but I was able to get smaller bottles of multiple oils to try out for a cheaper price than I would have paid for each oil separately. I didn’t know if I was actually going to like them, so why would I fork out the cash if I was just going to end up throwing them away or letting them collect dust? If your thought processes are anything like mine were, I’m telling you to just go for it! The benefits definitely outweigh the costs. Each oil has a variety of benefits for you and your home, and a single bottle can last you a long time. I have multiple bottles that have lasted me over a year! You typically only use a couple of drops at a time, and that’s all you need! When diffusing the oils, you do use more of the product, but you are spreading it throughout the whole room.

Young Living and doTERRA also sell other products besides single oils. They sell pre-made oil blends that are for specific purposes, such as relaxation, energy, focus, and improved digestion. They sell toothpaste, laundry detergent, supplements, and Young Living even sells make-up! Their products are all based around the oils and their benefits. They also sell diffusers so you can disperse the aroma and effect of the oil or oil blend throughout the entire room.

When using the products, you should always do your research first, and always, ALWAYS follow the directions of use. Some oils are more potent than others and may create different effects. Without following directions, you may use too much of the product and have adverse reactions.

*For your own research, you can reference youngliving.com and doterra.com

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Interview with Chris

Through the bleak moments and the madness that goes in between or viceversa, how deep you get involved within yourself to make Deadspace an entity upon others?

Deadspace for me has always been deeply personal. An emotional, almost spiritual beast in which I have allowed myself to absolutely lose control as a human being. For me it is the child within. Angry, tortured, disobedient but pure. Then the other members came into the picture. I think it’s ridiculous to say that they draw the exact same purpose from the energy that is Deadspace. In saying that, I don’t believe anyone will every understand it like I do because the inner workings reflect differently to people closely involved. But I can certainly say I 100% feel like the energy burns infinitely harder when we’re together as a unit. I don’t think I’ll ever understand why… but it is a feeling I live for every day. This is what we offer to our fans and loved one. This is a haven where you will not be judged or cast away for your lunacy. We consider it so that every Deadspace show is a surreal experience for all involved.

Can you describe the first time you fell in love with music?

Well that depends on what aspect of music we’re talking about. But here is a theory I have previously held value to, encompassing the idea of growth. From a very young age I was always fascinated with how a good song would reflect on an entire room of people and fuel an ambience. This was the first step for me, falling in love with how music could make you feel. Then as a more dissociative being, I became obsessed with the ability to disappear into music and to feel nothing. It was like a drug. I could put on a record and just disappear for as long as I needed. This is most likely where my love for post rock and severely heroin influenced stuff NIN stemmed from.Then I hit my teens and I got angry. I wanted to see people willing to destroy themselves for art. For some obscure reason I really put emphasis on this (and still do). I wanted to see Manson kick in speakers, I wanted to see Reznor fuck his keyboard and smash shit with hammers and the idea of people like Kvarforth and Carlsson covering stages in blood was neurotically exciting.You take these 3 moods and then you apply them to a day of Melbourne weather. All 3 feelings, about 5 times a day. It’s a mess, music has become the only thing that drives me insane and keeps me together at the same time.

In your formative years as a musician can you name a record or records that shaped your musical direction and why?

First of all, I’d encourage the idea of perhaps the ‘formative’ years still being in progress. Some albums that have seriously influences me as an artist are: Marilyn Manson - Mechanical Animals: This record blue me out because it had an overwhelming sadness to it while still being heavy and the vocal delivery feels very honest. Nine Inch Nails - The Fragile: This record just speaks for itself. Placebo - Without You I’m Nothing: I just don’t know another vocalist doing anything even close to Molko in so many aspects. I love the version of the title track on this with Bowie also. Beautiful. Anything Placebo is in my favourites. Jeff Buckley - Grace: My all time favourite favourite record. Jeff was, in my opinion, one of the greatest souls that ever lived and his voice will forever be untouchable. That’s just me, the other guys have their own tastes but this is my personal standpoint.

As an artist and performer how important it is for you to give your audience an endless memory by them saying "that was intense"? 

Absolutely imperative although it’s not a challenge at all, it’s a given. Majority of shows we play, it takes me about 15 minutes to remember how to breathe after. Everyone gives it everything they’ve got and I think that’s the beauty about being on stage. We’re all 100% emotionally invested in each others crafts and we could be on a stage we’ve never been on before and it feels like home.

I was blown away by the violent way you can crate music but at the same time there is beautiful moments in there, how important is to have band members that share your same point of views in a musical way?

I think not as such same points of view, but members with eclectic and unique points of view, working together towards the same idea. The light and dark shades are reflective to life in general and I’d say these things being clear in our music is a reflexion of honesty. Honesty with ourselves, each other and our music/audience.

What is your thought in the current music business, how much effort a band have to put into to be heard and to have some sort of success?

Well you’re not going to put together anything like what we’re doing and earn a living off it in this country. The business side of things has always taken a backseat with us. In saying that, it’s important to a certain extent but we’re definitely (at this point anyway) travelling around, making friends and building up a strong/loyal community in which we would like to share this experience with. With anything, success if all conjecture. It’s a self established goal and the idea of succeeding in regards to your personal values. So in my opinion, we are successful. This is enough for me right now.

Your last release "Gravity" in my opinion is an opus, it feels like a life journey, how much input did everyone contributed to make this record a master of it's own?

Gravity was really just a little concept I was playing with at the time. I really wanted to get something strong out as a unit with our solid lineup. The concept is really quite observational and brutal in nature. Basically summing up the idea of birth, life, death and rebirth as transitional inevitabilities. The character takes form of a narrator, living inside a soul that is enduring and learning such fate. All members came together to create the piece. Whether it be shared duties recording piano parts or just handling their own instruments parts. Finally, Nish mixed and mastered the fucker, which was a massive learning curve for everybody I’d say. We’re all growing into the strongest versions of ourselves.

Chris your lyrics are just something that a lot of people can relate too, what makes you write such as strong and dark but at the same time meaningful, what sort of message are you trying to deliver?

I’ve always been a person that values truth and honesty over diplomacy. I just say it how it is and try not to fabricate complexity by adding superfluous vocabulary. The idea of my lyrics is to stimulate the senses. Either in a visual way or a nostalgic feeling that makes you feel alive. That’s for this record anyway. Truth be told, It all gets spat out on a piece of paper without any thought. Then when I wake up in a different mind state, I refine it so it still makes sense. Sometimes you’re feeling something so passionately that the actual words hold no meaning and need a second look.

Who were your main inspirations to write and put lyrics together?

I’ve always written, even as a child. I guess it’s always been something that nobody could ever take away from me and thusly has been a gift I’ve held dear for some time. To be frank, as many inspirational people as their are out there. My writing is on its own journey. I don’t want to say things other people have already said, no matter how amazing the sentiment may be. I’m very good at disturbing people’s beliefs and thoughts, not deliberately, but I love the idea of everything I’ve ever ‘known’ to be turned upside down. I’m also very bad at being certain about things. I’m not a logical person and the idea of certainty/stability bore me beyond belief.

The last song on Gravity has that spoken word at the end of the song and the part that strike me the most was when the narrator said "if you have any possessions, give it all away" what is the message you are trying to send across? 

Well the whole idea of Rebirth was to throw a curveball. Birth, Life, Death - these things are certain. Rebirth is a concept dreamed up by humans, for humans. This is the shit that keeps life interesting. A lot of people don’t recognise this either that it’s actually the uncertainty that keeps their minds and souls alive. So who better than Alan Watts and his own words of wisdom to add the element of conjecture and ‘certainty in uncertainty’. “Don’t cling to things”, don’t hold on to what you know or what you think you have, it’s going to change and one day go away. But please note: with Gravity is was never intended to be a solid message for people. It’s just food for thought. It’s a personal reflection and I’m not by any means saying ‘live your life like this’. It’s just insight into where I was at that point in time.

Let's deviate a bit from the music side and let's talk about your views about society in general, is this a better world to live in?

Better than what? It’s the only world we have. It’s full of pain, suffering, joy, love, loss… The way I view the world is like a massive canvas. There’s paint everywhere but not all aspects of the peace are going to be the colours or shapes that you can relate to. I’m not entirely sure whether I see it like this because I’m a coward and need to take a back seat or if it’s just my place in society to think like this. As far as I can tell I’m not hurting anybody and hopefully actually bringing a few people up (lets not kid ourselves though). This being said, everybody has their own struggles. A lot of mine are internal and health based. I have a good family, a house I’m welcome in, I’ve travelled extensively. These inner issues provide me with some challenges but they also make me get up every day and want to do something with it. I think for someone with a different genetic make up, the challenges would be elsewhere, inviting them to see the world in a different light.

Also apart from creating music you love photography, how much inner peace you found when you see something that you want to capture and show it to the world?

It just depends where I am at a certain point in time. Sometimes the beauty is just too fucking beautiful to capture in any generic forms of art. If I didn’t have to work I would definitely live behind my camera by day and in a studio writing music at night. This would be incredible but for now I view the day job as earning my keep so I can continue to explore.

Would you "compromise" and make your music more accessible so it can be heard by a bigger audience or this is something that has never crossed your mind?

Not deliberately. But I don’t really see us as a severely underground or inaccessible band. Most of the inspiration comes from melody and the rhythmic aspects are not necessarily difficult to digest. We build our audience by emotionally connecting with them. And that’s what we’ll continue to do through our music and lives in general. The sounds will only change to facilitate getting out how we feel within the foundation of our musical integrity.

The balance between all your records are very different but still keeping the Deadspace sound, would it be major changes for the next record?

Exactly what I was saying before. Nish has grown as a producer, we’ve all grown as musicians. My voice is more of a reflection of where I am right now. We have new ideas on tones, new ideas on what is ‘us’ in general. The production on our split is a lot cleaner, the low end has been handled in a much more experienced way. I also tracked my vocals in a studio with a producer, mainly as a confidence boost as they are very defined compared to beforehand.

Thanks Chris for your answers, final question, what do you expect from 2017 and onwards?

I expect the world to keep orbiting the sun. I expect people to be people. Some will be born, some will die. One man will drink alone every night until he shoots himself, another with start a multi million dollar company and live on materialistic happiness until he loses a house in a divorce.

For us, I expect that we keep doing what we’re doing. Making noise, meeting amazing people, playing amazing shows and expanding our handprint on the world bit by bit.