#in other news i am also learning electric guitar now ^_^

[umbrvx]

band au bc ive been listening to pretty much only rock recently 🎸

[flamingo-writes]

A/N: i am back from the dead after months. And it should’ve come as a surprise that I absolutely loved Hobie. Looks like a rockstar and is an absolute punk. My type in a nutshell.

I’m gonna be using some of these headcanon for future

Gal in The Chair — Hobie Brown x Artist!Reader

I think Hobie would be the kind of guy to fall for someone who he’s known for a long while, that being said, you’d perhaps known him all of your life

Having grown together, the two of you shaped a lot of each other’s beliefs. So no wonder the two of you were so compatible.

After the spider bite, you saw the whole journey from Hobie freaking out at first, to him figuring out how to use his new abilities.

He designed his web shooters, being the genius he is with technology. You helped him with his suit, specially his mask.

You became his Gal in the Chair

You liked to fix up and personalise clothes. All of your pieces of clothings came from second hand shops and you gave them a make over doing all sorts of stuff on them to make them unique and yours.

You also did this with a lot of Hobie’s clothes. As well as teaching him how to use your sewing machine.

After graduating high school, you opened a small alternative clothing shop in with unique pieces, doing the same thing you did for your clothes on this one. As well as doing hand made jewerly like bracelets, necklaces and earrings. You also had a talent with plants, managing to almost magically bring plants back to life and reproduce them like crazy, you added selling plants into your small business.

As Spider-Man gained traction, he low key promoted your work to his followers and people who agreed with him. This in order to keep negative attention from falling on you, and keep bad guys from thinking and theorising that maybe you knew Spider-Man.

As a side gig, you educated yourself on coffee making, and learned about the different processes and types of coffee beans there were. It started as a hobby, but soon you also implemented that into your shop.

The fact that you were so versatile, made Hobie feel incredibly proud of you. You seemed to be so independent, and creative and that never ending curiosity and passion made him harvest feelings for you.

Eventually, the close friendship, and companionship grew into affectionate and romantic feelings.

Hobie was always flirty, but it wasn’t until now that you started behaving differently. Normally he played his electric guitar but now you found him playing his acoustic guitar more.

He showed you a song he wrote. And while it was unusual —however, not imposible— to hear a romantic song coming from him, it wasn’t until the first minute that you realised the song was about you.

That’s how he chose to tell you about his feelings.

He didn’t intend for it to be this romantic, he simply one day word vomited the song and used one free afternoon to add the music.

After hearing his song, it was actually you who grabbed him and kissed him.

More than satisfied with the outcome, he kissed you back, put his guitar down and pulled you over his lap.

You two became inseparable since. You already were, but now it was more evident.

You worked at home, doing all the creative things you did, selling them, helping Spider-Man with art shows and gigs.

Those who paid close attention, they were able to determine you were some sort of associate to Spider-Man. However, all of them were also punks and anarchist so of course they kept their mouths shut. Spider-Man was always looking out for those in need. They were going to help a brother back and not tell anyone whenever any authority or weird-looking threat asked if anyone knew Spider-Man, or someone close to him.

You became widely known between Spider-Man supporters, although none of them would ever dare to snitch on you.

After Hobie met Gwen, she brought her over, you two became close friends right away. Letting Gwen crash at your place more often than not. She even offered to help you with the dishes and the groceries as thanks for letting her stay.

“You’re Hobie’s friend, you’re welcome whenever you want,” You’d told her.

Pav was also a frequent visitor. He loved your coffee, he taught you how to make chai. And you had chai ready for whenever Hobie told you Pav was going to be there.

Pav also bought plants from you all the time. Most of them for his mom. He once asked you if you could make a set of earrings and a necklace for his mom.

The set was a success and Pav always told you how much she loved them,

Eventually Miles also came around. And it wasn’t until Miles met you that his suspicions of Hobie and Gwen dating dissappeared.

Miles saw the absolute pure love with which Hobie looked at you. He still made the same sarcastic and cheeky jokes while talking to you. But the way he looked at you was completely different to the way he looked at anyone else.

Hobie convinced Miles to buy a plant and some earrings for his mother.

“Listen mate, this is what my girl does for a living. Plus the world needs to learn to appreciate the handiwork of an artisan,”

Miles was even surprised at how Hobie still looked cool while being mushy and cheesy with you as he hugged you, kissed your head, or played with your hands or hair.

Hobie had zero fucks to give about what people think about him, he doesn’t give a shit about PDA. Gwen thinks it’s gross, Pav thinks it’s adorable, Miles is simply puzzled as to how he is still cool when seeing his parents doing the same thing would make him cringe so hard.

Hobie is amused by the different reactions he gets. Especially Gwen’s grossed out face.

He still loves kissing you every chance he gets. Whether if it’s kissing you passionately. A subtle peck. Sweet kissed on your cheek or your forehead.

[eleanorandphantom]

Get to know me?

I kinda realized I never really introduced myself, so uh, hi!

My name is Echo :D I am pansexual and genderfluid, as for pronouns, I have no preferences, just don't call me an 'attack helicopter' and we'll be chillin'

I am 16, currently in Junior year, actually really enjoying it right now!

In most of my DR's my name is Eleanor, which is why its my user! I just feel connected to both names

Some non-shifting facts about me:

I have olive-green eyes

I have been singing/playing guitar/acting for around 10 years and I danced for 8 years (still dance for theater and funsies)

I play acoustic, electric, and a little bass

I am in a band as a lead singer and guitarist, we are called "Vessels of Rebirth"!!!

I am an alto-soprano! which is very fun as I can sing very diverse styles of music (my favorites being folk, rock, and gospel)

I am a Christian and follower of God, to whom I love dearly

Although I am a Christian, I do a lot of tarot reading, and I also see and speak with the deceased as well as have prophetic dreams on occasion. I currently have 3 spirits residing in my house, they are quite nice! (Also if you guys have any suggestions on incense please let me know! I need to add to my stash)

I do a ton of art, whether it be sewing, drawing, painting, photography, or making things out of materials, you will always find me with a new project (I'm currently working on a plushie bee for my friend in my Java class!!)

Speaking of java I am loving coding, that shit is cool

At the moment, I am leading in two shows (one is a murder mystery comedy, like clue, where the audience decides who the murderer is! The second is Spamalot, and I am the female lead, Lady of the Lake!!) I am also in the ensemble of Hadestown and doing crew for Little Mermaid! So a ton of theater stuffs going on (would you believe me if I told you I have 6 different theater-based DR's?? teehee)

I do a ton of reading, I love books; it's one of my dreams to have a Hobbit-inspired book room in my future house, complete with a circle door

I have a massive collection of plushies and stuffed animals, all of which I have named and remember perfectly (I love them sm)

My favorite colors are: forest/emerald green, sunset orange, TEAL!!!, deep purples, navy blue, maroon, pastel yellow, and blue/ashy grey

I am very Portuguese, and I love Portuguese food, my favorite being Bifanas

I have two pets, a 7 year old golden retriever named Ridge and an 11 month old ragdoll cat named Dexter (short for Dexteria, yes I am a DnD nerd)

Speaking of DnD, I am currently DM'ing three campaigns, and I'm in around 10-15 other campaigns, I love DnD a lot, it's one of my favorite hobbies

Onto shifting related stuff!

I have been shifting(minishifting partially, still shifting though!!!) since I was around 8 I guess? I didn't realize that was what I was doing at the time, and around 2021 I found out about shifting through a classmate (who brought it up at the most random time possible, an ELA class lol)

The first actual DR I ever made was a My Hero Academia reality, and by birds all mighty that script was ROUGH

But I still hold it close to my heart, even though it was so cringy

I took a break from shifting for like 7 months to a year at most, I believed in it, I just felt more content in my CR, but now I am at a point where I want to explore and be fully happy and learn and grow as myself!

Here is a list of my main DR's!

MPHFPC

Waiting Room

Phantom of the Opera

DnD homebrew (x3)

Better CR

Ever After High DR (x2)

Theater related (x6)

Apartment DR (x2)

Big Bang Theory

ASOUE

College DR (Harvard obviously)

Mad Scientist DR (before you ask, it's a book I'm writing, and No I am not the mad scientist)

Hogwarts (Not my favorite, but definitely for the vibes, witch-craft and ooo riding brooms is super fun! I kinda stay away from the main characters to the best of my ability, besides George tho, that man has my heart)

Those are my most recent ones, they all have their little quirks and loveliness that make them unique to me, if you have any questions about them I would be happy to answer!

I mainly post about my MPHFPC DR and more recently my Waiting Room, since they are the two realities I go to

I hope you guys enjoyed and got to know me a bit better, my asks/comments are always open so feel free to stop in and say ahoy!

Bye-bye for now :D

[serpentine-saboteur]

"Oh, welcome back."

Hello hello!! My name is Bee, and I am the operator/mun of this blog! I use any neopronouns, this includes many varieties of pronouns, but you can use it/its or nacht/nachts mainly! I will state this at a forefront: basic criteria will be used here, use your common sense. And, the views of Sebastian do not reflect my own. I am separate from the character I play.

A thing of importance! If you are followed by an account by the name of "bees-among-the-okami", that is me! It is my main/personal, as this account is a sideblog. Below the "Read More" are my rules and the shorter description of my version of Sebastian!

RULES

I only really roleplay with those that I have as mutuals, just to be sure of equal interest on both ends. As well as, I do not rush rps, in both aspects of the word. I will not race through relationships, nor will I rush you! I would appreciate not being rushed either!

As an addendum to this, it may take me a while to reply to rps, my motivation comes and goes, as is the horrors of AuDHD. But I will try my best to keep in contact!

A second addendum to this are asks! I am down to roleplay responses to asks, though I will only create "threads" with mutuals branching from said ask!

This goes as well for "password locked" roleplay blogs, I will only send the password if we are mutuals!

As I follow from a personal blog, I will not block those on the other end! Personals are also allowed to send asks! I will not create threads with personals, though. We need to talk first beforehand! My DMs are open!!

Minors are NOT ALLOWED on the blog. I am 19, and though nothing will tread into sexual territory here, it's mainly for ease-of-mind for me.

If anything comes up, there will be rules added! Thank you for reading.

Please send a "🐟" in DMs or in your first Ask so I know that you've read these!

CHARACTER

Sebastian Solace is a male leviathan-esque creature created by Urbanshade, directing the experiment on him to the Hadal Blacksite. Before he was twisted into his new, serpentine form, Sebastian used to be human, 19 years of age and attending college for a major in engineering and a minor in music. He used to have passions, a love for electric guitar, for creating, for his family.

That's what he used to be. A person. An individual with humanity. Now it's been ripped away from him.

Slinking among the shadows of the Blacksite is how he travels, gathering data and supplies in exchange for the former. He's sharp and bitter, having learned that vulnerability is like sticking your neck out for the guillotine. And if he has to become cold to protect himself? Fine.

The scientists call him Z-13, The Saboteur... but he'd much rather his own name.

(My iteration of Sebastian is much more creature-like, as per the DNA he was experimented with as such! <- is crazy about speculative biology <3]

(Information on him is located in my promo: here!)

[cherry-pop-elf]

I saw you say that you like Raver/Scenecore music, and it has me wondering if you have any thoughts for George and Fred (or even just the rest of the Weasleys too) for what sort of music they'd like?

Ooooo!!! Good ask good ask! I love music so much, and even studying piano right now! My final recital song is even Wizard Wheezes! ((My special interest is Weasleys, what can I say?)) So this is a super amazing and awesome ask! Thank you so much anon! I love love love love music!!!!!

Types Of Music The Weasley Siblings Listen To

William ‘Bill’

Bill is very much a Rock person. You’ll hear him listening to Ghost, Three Day Grace, My Chemical Romance, the classics like that. Just different types of Rock in general. Pop Rock, Rock and Roll, etc. Even go as far as to play an electric guitar. How did he manage to? I mean, magic. Who says you need to plug it in anywhere, when you can just produce magic itself to work it? Loves Alternative Rock Music. Favorite song? Gotta go with a classic like Mary On A Cross

Charlie

Of course he loves punk, and alternative, but he did mellow out a bit when he finally settled into his job. Playing softer music for the new born dragons made him come to love softer songs. Like jazz, country, and folk. So to kinda wrap it all together, he’s a Taylor Swift fan. He’s not a swiftie, but he does enjoy her music. He also loves to play guitar, many kinds, and even knows how to play the flute. Thanks to Hagrid. Playing the guitar, or flute, for the baby dragons is a passion time he wouldn’t trade for anything. Favorite song? 100% Taylor’s ‘No Body No Crime’ for sure

Percy

100% is the type to believe in the Mozart Theory. He listens to classical musics constantly. Such a nerd. Genuinely though, he does enjoy it. It helps him study and focus. So if you were to introduce him to the genre of lofi? He really would like it. Soft wordless music to play in the background, as he works. So he would be such a Stan for The Lofi Girl, if he was to say if he has a favorite anything

Fred And George

Big Band, Jazz, Swing, Techno Swing, they LOVE that high energy bop music. I mean, look at what their literal shops theme song is ((Fun fact, as I am writing this I am ACTUALLY playing Wizard Wheezes on the piano right now, for a recital!)) They gotta love that high energy music. Love it love it love it. Fred and George go nuts for Fully Dressed With Out A Smile. They also will break into Anything You Can Do I Can Do Better if given the chance. They especially loved singing that with Ginny, while growing up

Ron

He was invested in Rock, of course. The side effects of being a younger sibling to a big family, but Hermione helped him explore other interests as well. Helped him be more brave in what he liked. He does love Rock styles, but Pop Rock was more his branch. Pop just has a more fun energy to it. Different from his day to day life. Helps him stand out a little as well, since Bill is more into the alternative/emo/goth aesthetic types or Rock. One Republics ‘Run’ speaks to him a lot. Don’t tell anyone I told you this, but he also really likes Sk8ter Boy. Because it makes him think of Hermione. Shhhhh

Ginny

Musicals. She just can’t pick a genere. Growing up with six brothers gave her a love of different types of music. So if you ask her what she likes, she will say musicals. Musicals have so many types and moods. It’s perfect for whenever you don’t know what to listen do. In a romantic mood? High energy? Even depressive gothic? There’s a musical for it. She’s learned to keep her mind open, and invest in different interests. Her favorite song really depends on the mood she’s in, or vibe. But if you had to twist her arm, it’s gonna be that classic Merry Poppins Step In Time. It reminds her of her brothers, whenever they had to do spring cleaning together. If she’s sad, that song will ALWAYS make her feel better. If not? Clearly a imposter!

Bonus: Belladonna

Fun fact about me! I am currently learning piano! I just love music so much. Piano is also good for me health wise, because I have dexterity issues because of my muscle spasms. I’m practicing a recital song, and it’s Wizard Wheezes. Which I’ll perform as my final. I hope to post it on tumblr in the future. As for music I like? Scene/Ravecore and Techno Swing. I guess I just love high energy songs with electric vibes. Ironic, given I have chronic fatigue. Along with, ya know, trapped in a wheelchair. Slay. Thank you again anon! I love music so much, and I am forever grateful I have hearing to enjoy it. A really great ask!!!

[7vyntheefaerie]

hiii yawll, my name is vynée and you may call me that or [s]vyn. i am open to being gifted names too 🪷 [edited last 3/27/2024.,will upd8 as needed]

planting some roots/groundwork:

politik:

• men + minors (ageless bio 2 🙄) automatically blocked. DNI !

• this blog will occasionally b nsft so pls follow + interact with discernment

• i am a [mean] disabled black transmasc femme lesbian & would love to b in community with other black & poc t4t lesbians! i do not mind interacting with and befriending yt lesbians but please watch the way you handle me and other black lesbians, thx 😆

• i do not tolerate anti-blackness, racism, lesbophobia, biphobia, transphobia, ableism, or zionists. i stand with palestine 🇵🇸 and do not tolerate bigotry flimsily informed by colonialism, imperialism, capitalism, anti-blackness, anti-indigeneity, or yt supremacy. & if you’re apolitical do not interact w me. immediate block 4 all these.

•terfs, swerfs, other radfems, political lesbians, bioessentialists & transmeds stay thee fuck away from me 😁 immediate block 4 all these.

• i don’t identify with the run of the mill, mainstream feminism. i am a black transfeminist genderfuk’d scholar and would put my life on the line for black transfems whose light is stolen by transmisogynoir. they are the center of my theory & praxis.

• dms & asks open, feel free 2 use them i want more 1:1 interactions on this app! ok 2 flirt as well but please b @ least 20.

interests:

• astrohorr!!!! (astrology) + super spiritual

• i am very into music production and interested in learning how 2 dj! i play electric guitar and sing

• i am a performer, so far a [hyperfem] drag performer and a poet. i am a self taught dancer and have experience with constructing choreography. also p into makeup, fashion, scents, accessories + jewelry etc

• k!nkster, i am a sensualist + bratty switch that has been posting lite nsft content. there’s more, in terms of k!nk, but we can discuss more privately if ur interested in me/that 🤭

• i am a writer of songs, poetry, prose, and short stories

• i enjoy film & tv, specifically films from the queer new wave era and tv such as the wire, the oa, the leftovers, from, and i am a virgo. also an anime enjoyer but not a weeboo.

• genre wise (4 all media) i am a horr 4 horror, scifi, fantasy, and psychological thrillers.

• gender studies scholar so queer theory is nvr off my brain esp in terms of black queer cultural prod

that’s all i can think of 4 now! i preciate u reading if you made it this far 🪼

with care,

[s]vyn

[kaynon]

Firstly, when you get this, you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool) 💗

It's kind of funny I get this today, cuz I've just turned 20 and I'm genuinely proud of myself for making it another year and in a general upswing at that. Thank you for sending me this ask :)

1) I'm a good person, this is important to me because whenever I'm having bad anxiety/depression my brain tries to convince me otherwise (even though it's not true). There was this time I was in New Orleans with my Dad & youngest brother, we were going to Audubon Aquarium but I wanted to bring a sketchbook so we went to a Walmart. Except I had routed us to a Walmart in a dangerous part of town so my Dad wanted to get in and out as quickly as possible. We were rushing past this older man and his kid/grandkid who was in one of the electric carts and I didn't want to cut right in front of him (like my Dad had just done) and also didn't want to lose my Dad (it was very busy) so I cut to the other side and accidentally knocked some clothes over. I felt really embarrassed to have to now hold the man up but I apologized to him and hung the clothes back up. He ended up getting in line behind my Dad and was like 'you've raised really good kids' and talked to him about how my youngest brother has said excuse me when darting in front of him with my Dad and how I had cleaned up after myself and he doesn't always see that with other kids. I swear not every bullet point will be this long, but this is a good reminder for myself so, yeah, good person

2) seeing as this is going up on my art blog, it might be weird to not mention that I like how creative I am! I have tried a bunch of different art things, am a video editor, a writer, I enjoy photography and am not half bad at design, I will learn the bass guitar someday (I've been learning it for four years now :), and so on. Being creative is one of my favorite things to do and be

3) if I care about you then I will do what I can to help and be there. This was kind of instilled in me by family, as they say 'no matter what you've done we will try to help,' or what I hear more often is 'just give us a call if you need anything' but I know it's true for me too. When I was living with my Dad I wasn't allowed to have people over if he wasn't home but there was a time when my best friend had messaged her group chat that she needed someone and was worried about being alone and immediately I told her she could come to my house and she did and I comforted her until she felt better. And my Dad never found out but I wouldn't feel bad if he ever did because I was just doing what I could for a friend

4) speaking of I'm also very protective of the people I care about, I've got a lot of brothers and friends I worry about. This can be a bad thing sometimes cuz it also means I tend towards suspicion at times, but I still like it about myself.

5) I think I make people feel invited and involved. I pay attention when someone is talking and try not to let others talk over them. I'll invite people to go to things with me (when I am going to things anyways). Even when I don't know a person super well or don't necessarily like them I try to make them feel welcome cuz I don't want anyone to feel ignored around me

I don't know that I have 10 followers! But I'll find people to send this to, thank you again for sending it to me :D

[nightmare-dreamt]

HELLO!! I am now here to request my now 2nd matchup for MHA, Love is war and The promised neverland (also TPN can be platonic since I’m 14 but the two can be romantic lololol) ALSO FEEL FREE TO USE MY OTHER LINK SINCE IM EXPLAINING THE SAME THING

Well my name is Joey, im transgender aromatic bisexual and unlabeled, my zodiac is Aquarius and my others are Leo, Sagittarius and Aries, i have adhdism and I’m a very cool person 😎🔥/hj

My personality is that I’m a ENTP and I’m Extroverted but usually I am very awkward at first and it will take me time to adjust to a new person for a while 4-9 months precisely and then I can emote freely around them, but I still love to ramble about my interests to them when I’m getting used to being around that person, my love languages are acts of service, gift giving, quality time and psychical affection and my dates would be like going out and like going to a arcade or seeing a movie and go out to dinner somewhere afterwards but I’m totally up to just stay home and play video games and have movie marathons then…! Oh fun fact I also

I’m 5’6, I have brown eyes, and I (now) have brown boyish hair with bangs and I’m absolutely in love with it—!, and as I said before I wear a lot of styles! such as goth(trad goth, romantic goth, mall goth and nu goth), gyaru (hime gal, himekaji, agejo, rokku, manba, kogal and tsuyome), scenemo/emo, and vkei ouji and lolita but I usually don’t wear these to school or at home the whole time, yes I wear it to show off on social media or when I’m going out but I’m pretty casual too, i wear oversized stuff like baggy pants, i wear streetwear stuff and I also like wearing comfy stuff at home like a anime t-shirt and jeans or pj pants lol

Hobbies/Interests: anime/manga, gaming, cosplaying, fashion, art(drawing, painting, pottery, digital art and more), cooking, learning new languages (such as Japanese and Spanish), writing, making/listening to music, dancing, skateboarding, playing Interments like piano/electric guitar and more on. Feel free to ask!

Likes: cats, hajime hinata (danganronpa), a silent voice, albedo (genshin impact), lemon demon, felix kranken (twf), bread, sharks, christmas music/christmas in general, scp 3008 (roblox game), get a snack at 4am (roblox game), hotels, and my friends!

Dislikes: negative mentions of my voice, comparing me to people like “you remind me of ____”, hate talk about my interests, and spiders.

THANK YOUUU

Matchup For Joey!

Mha: Neito Monoma

Affection was strange to him, he seems like the type of person to have grown up without much love or affection so when he got into a relationship, it was all new and unfamiliar to him. When the two of you began holding hands and becoming more of a couple, he would complain, but it would be less than usual and he would have a bright blush on his face.

Arcade/movie dates are his favorite, but he won't admit anything preferring to stick to his cool nature and act like everything is stupid and dumb. When at the movies, he'll talk about how the movie is so boring and how the film is overrated, that is till the end when he remains silent needing to see the end of the movie. Similar to arcades, when the two of you are playing games and he loses, he'll be in a bad mood, saying things about how he let you win and that if you were to lose he would feel guilty.

Love is War: Chika Fujiwara

Showing your love for her with acts of service/gifts and it's her favorite thing when receiving something from her partner. When she received her first gift it was adorable, seeing the cute gift on her desk all wrapped up neatly and perfect, just for her. Between us, she definitely fell for you from the gifts, rizz her up with them acts of service and she was whipped.

For some reason when I read that you liked cosplaying, my mind drifted to her also enjoying cosplaying and wanting to dress up as her favorite characters. There would be couples cosplaying between the two of you and it would be adorable as heck.

The Promise Neverland: Emma

You guys have very similar personalities, both being outgoing and caring towards your friends, always keeping them close. You guys are also extremely smart and are very good thinkers having very similar ideas or you guys are usually the one who has that great idea that ends up being right. (I got this from Entp, if this is wrong I am sorry)

Enjoy when you ramble about your interests, there have been times when Emma has sat there listening to everything you have said without saying a single word just enjoying the conversation. Emma is a great listener, but also a great talker knowing what to say and how to say it. She also has a good memory, being able to remember something you have said from a while back without having to struggle.

Cooking together is something she takes pride in, loving being around her friends and doing things the two of them can enjoy together. You guys make all sorts of things for the little kids who always end up falling in love with the food you two make.

[brushpenpoems]

Our English teacher gave us an assignment to prepare a set of interview questions to ask to someone whom we admire the most in class and write down the answers. My friend chose to interview me.

1. How do you usually begin your day?

I wake up at 6 in the morning or 6:30 if I'm feeling tired. Then I go to the bathroom, freshen up and do yoga for sometime among other exercises too. I used to practice yoga infrequently since a long time but started doing it consistently since last month and I've realised it makes me feel energised and ready for the day in the morning.

2. What is your definition of success?

This is a good question, as success may mean different things in the perspectives of different people. Success for me is doing things in life that fulfill me, my being. Fulfillment, I think, is doing what fulfills you, it doesn't require you to be execeptionally good at it. You enjoy it no matter how proficient you are at it. For example, I love painting among many things related to art. I have done quite a handful of paintings, feeling so joyful seeing the vibrant, colorful liquid paints stain my arms and clothes. Almost all of them didn't turn out very good, but nothing could beat the joy I felt during the process. Now if I'm asked to give an answer concerning my future - though I don't think of it all too much- I'd like to learn some skills like graphic designing, or UI designing and do projects for clients through remote freelancing. Then travel the world and learn different cultures, meet and make friendships with a lot of people, many kinds of people, learn about their lives and perspectives, eat different foods from different places, go on little adventures to less explored places, listen to lost stories about kingdoms and tragedies from local people, and all that jazz. This is what sounds like success to me, as it checks out all my boxes for knowledge, friendships and adventure.

3. What is a thing that you're grateful for?

There are many things I'm grateful for in general. Like the comfort of my home and surroundings, good climate, and all that. But there is one thing that I'd be grateful for my entire life no matter how grim things get. Friendship. The ones that I once had but now are too far away or whom I lost connections with, ones that I've had for years and are still going strong, ones that ended too early, and the ones that I made only a short while ago. What I've realised when I looked back at every single one of the friendships I've had and adored is that all of them have taught me something. Playing badminton with my 3rd grade best friend till we hardly let the shuttle touch the ground, the 7th grade girl in my school bus who narrated me the story of Harry Potter with so much interest that led me to become a fan of the series for years, the three girls I became friends with in 4th grade who made me feel normal at a new school in a different state where everything seemed unfamiliar, my cousin whom I hadn't talked to in years lifted me up from the darkest of places and made me fall in love with rainbows and colors again, the four girls from 9th grade who stole my heart with their genuinety and love that makes me realise how lucky I am, the boy I started talking to in 9th grade who taught me passion as he taught himself electric and acoustic guitar and practiced every till skin on his thumb peeled off and then later also became interested in cinematography and started making beautiful clips, and the two girls I just met in 11th grade who have soft hearts, tough boundaries and great thoughts and make me learn negotiation and light-heartedness. All of this makes my heart fill with gratitude that I'll carry in my blood forever.

4. What is your priority in life?

My priority in life, since safety comes first, is to be able to stand on my own legs early on and become financially secure so that I can support my mom and help my friends when something happens. Peace of mind and a cool, chill but adventurous group of people to surround myself with is also included

5. Can you share an experience that changed you as a person?

Here's a small anecdote about what happened just a few days ago. Me and my friend whom I go home with walked to the bus stop further away from school every day so that we could get a seat. That day, we saw the bus had reached the bus stop before we got there and couldn't catch up in time. It was the bus we boarded everyday to go back home so we were quite frustrated in the beginning. Then I said,"Well, new adventure! Let's do it for the plot!". She too nodded enthusiastically. We boarded a rickshaw and got off at the junction and got on a bus to Kaloor half a minute later. While on the bus, sitting on the frontmost seat next to my friend with a view of the entire road, I thought to myself how easily this could've made me bitter and regretful the whole way home. I could've beaten myself up for going to the further stop instead of the nearer one or just because it was out of my routine. It was unfamiliar. But instead, I saw the opportunity to live that evening in a different way. On a bus that I haven't boarded before, with seats and interior similar to a tour bus, we talked and enjoyed the ride. We got off the bus when we reached Kaloor, the stop from where we either need to catch another bus if there is any or walk home. My friend said it would be nice if there's Navas, the bus that we missed, at this bus stop since there had been a lot of traffic. I quickly walked over to the green bus standing at the front and saw the name 'Navas' written on its back. Instantly calling over my friend saying she was right, we got on it from the back entrance, from where we don't usually get on the bus. Making our ways to the front, we realised the bus wasn't so crowded as it usually is and laughed to ourselves, thinking that the evening was fun nevertheless. The life we could've lived is on the other side of the imaginary confines of how it should be lived.

6. What is your perspective about life, and how do you look at life?

Life. This is one of the most open ended questions ever in my opinion. The answers can vary from a shrug to a whole philosophical session. For me, it is a teeny tiny bit of the latter. When I was young, I achieved a zonal gold medal and international fourth rank in the SOF english olympiad. But instead of celebrating it, I was encouraged to achieve something more, something better. Now when I look back to it, I have realised that almost everyone that I have seen treats life like a transitory period. You are a kid? Complete graduation. Graduated? Get a job. Got a job? Go higher and aim for a promotion. What's next? What's next? Goals are essential to have, of course. But oftentimes it leads us to procrastinate living life the way we want to till said goal is reached. If you are in college, seeing the time period between college and getting a job as something you have to 'go through' till you can finally be happy. But this never ends. You just keep postponing your happiness. Living in the future, when all you can see, touch and feel is the present. Life is what you live right now. Not where you will be in ten years or twenty. Stop running away from life in the pursuit of an imaginary future. The significance of your life must not be placed upon a particular career or status. Those, I believe are just foundations to keep you afloat. Life is less about wasting time caring what other think of your choices and more about travelling and exploring the world you were born into. To meet many and all kinds of people. Be kind, compassionate, open and listen to them and their stories. How do they see the world? What have they seen? Their cultures, their creations, their aspirations. This world is filled with interesting people, places, dishes, and unheard histories. Untold legends locked away in time are told to those who listen. And you don't need to go halfway across the world for this. Taking a public transport and making conversations with random people you find interesting will open your eyes to how many diverse experiences you will get hear from people who live in the same city. Kind of like scuba diving, you just need to get out of your head and dive head-first into life. After all the greatest legacy to leave is a life well lived.

[cru5h-cascades]

Summer content plans (and other junk)!

Well, my dudes, I'm officially on summer break! Finally this hellish school year is over! Which means now I have more time to do stuff that I like!

Okay, so before I go over planned content and junk, here's a few things that I wanted to get out there: I'm planning on getting a job this summer, so this will most likely affect how much stuff I can churn out over the next few months. Or not. Depends on how long my shifts will be and how often I'm gonna be working for each week. In the end, I feel like maybe getting this job will defo pay off in the end because I NEED A NEW COMPUTER. There's no doubt about it. So, I'm gonna try to save up on cash I get from my potential job so I can get a better one (preferibly a 2-in-1 windows 11 computer so I can do more stuff than I could on my shitty ass chromebook). Also, with the money I do have right now, I plan on getting an electric guitar off of Amazon that I can afford with my current funds, so over the summer I'm gonna try to learn how to play guitar so I can make better music than ever before! I dunno if this will effect how often I'm gonna post tracks, but hey at least I'm not gonna be limited to the same 20-ish free electric guitar loops on soundtrap once I figure out how to play guitar!

Okay, so what content am I gonna release over the summer? Here's the stuff that I had in mind...

Calamity Circus! I've been planning to start writing this over the summer, and well I'm on break now so yeah! Maybe expect chapters to start coming out in a week or something (I need a breather after the school year I've had). I don't have any cover art for Calamity Circus yet (I wanna do another cover where I'm parodying cover art from some musician I listen to) (might do some parody art of one of Eminem's album covers; like maybe the cover art of Music to Be Murdered By or Encore) (seems pretty fitting for what is basically a "Side Order but chaos" type story; Eminem's songs can be the definition of chaos at times, after all)

Toyhouse updates! Right now, I'm waiting for a poll I posted some time ago to wrap up to see what I'm gonna add first (so far it looks like people want to see Winona's bio up on the Toyhouse) (I don't blame 'em tbh; I have a bunch of stuff about Winona out there that I haven't documented in a single page so yeah I defo need to start working on that). I'll be updating existing bios & adding new ones (specifically for Winter, 2-Spot/Regina, and Winnie, naturally)

TK Murder Triogy Essay! The 10-17 people who voted on the poll I made a while back have spoken! I'm making that essay! Dunno when, but I will!

Possible S3 Final Fest Story?! Depending on when the possible S3 Final Fest is happening, I will be making this story! The amount of chapters in this story will depend on how many days the final fest goes on for (supposedly it's 5 days, according to the datamines). If I had to guess, judging by the appearence of the Sand splatfest code & the whole jellyfish thing in the Sizzle Season trailer, I have a feeling that the final fest might happen in August (assuming that Summer Nights happens next month & we don't have a splatfest this month), so maybe expect this story by then (the date will be subject to changes since, as of writing this, we haven't gotten a date for this supposed final fest)

More art!

Music!

[steviespookiee]

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17 / She!her / RadFem / Bisexual 🎀

Joe keery ML♡♪ Sabrina Carpenter always `02.10`

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Hi, my names Strawbunni! (Or Strawb for short!)

(Like strawberry bunny🐰)

And this is my about me - some information about who I am and what I wanna post here on Tumblr!

I’ve been on Tumblr for half a year now, (Thanks to my best friend🩷) and the community is amazing! I’ve always been too scared to post or interact with people, but I want to start making friends and building a community of my own.

What will I post?

For now I will just post random thoughts I have, updates on certain celebrities (like new photos being posted, concerts ect.) Maybe some art projects, The Sims 4 content, Royale High stuff and reposting anything I find hilariously funny.

Eventually I want to start writing and posting my own fan fiction! Mostly Stranger Things! (it’s a special interest of mine.) some Supernatural, The Walking dead, POSSIBLY The Last Of Us if I can bring myself to play the game. (I’m too scared.) and a few other TV shows! So feel free to give me suggestions or requests for any fics you’d wanna see in the future, don’t be shy!

What are my interests/hobbies?

My BIGGEST hobby is gaming! As a kid I always played on my mums iPad, or my dad’s PS3, eventually my sister got an Xbox that I started using, and then I eventually got my own laptop! Which then for me into getting my own gaming computer. Here are a list of games I love and currently play! VVV

• Dead By Daylight

• The Sims 4

• VALORANT

• Overwatch

• Roblox

• Disney Dreamlight Valley

• Minecraft

• Resident Evil. (Leon Scott Kennedy😍).

Some other interests I have! VVV STRANGER THINGS! Like I previously said before stranger things is my special interest, i love it with all my heart, my room is CONSUMED by it and my life revolves around it and Steve Harrington. I love collecting funko pops, I have a shelf in my room that’s almost full of funkos! Most of them being stranger things!🤭 I have vinyls of the ST sound track, posters, framed photos, plushes. I recently went to Stranger things: The First Shadow - so I got a lot of merch and momentum’s from that. I also like Supernatual, Riverdale, Heartstopper B99, Dynasty, H20: Just Add Water, And so many more! 🎀 ———————— 🎀

Writing! 📝

I’ve always had a nack for writing and creative stories, that’s why I want to write fan fiction so much, combining two things I love, writing and imagination! Taking a TV show or a game and making it a world that exists and heals people, giving them happiness reading about their favourite characters and feeling a connection with them! It’s helped me through a lot and brings me a happiness I don’t get from anything else, what can I say? I’m delulu🤭. 🎀 ———————— 🎀

Guitar! 🎸

I’m currently learning how to play guitar, my friend is generously giving me free lessons, she’s also let me borrow her acoustic and electric guitar! I 100% prefer electric and want one of my own, I currently know TWO MITSKI songs that I learnt within my first lesson, in 4 hours. I’ve always wanted to learn to play but it looked so hard and I doubted myself, but once I gave it a go I realised I just have to try and keep going, and that beginning lesson was what I needed to jump start this hobby! :) 🎀 ———————— 🎀

Acting! 🎭

I’ve always loved acting, when I was 13 I used to do a lot of roleplay online, it’s not acting but it made me realise that I actually have an interest in that kind of stuff! I’m currently doing a Performing Arts course in college, which is going so well! I’m in the highest level and I got the lead in the Christmas musical! Sadly I had to give the role to someone else because I had too much course work to be able to learn the script in time, but it made me so happy knowing my skills were good enough and that I wasn’t wasting my time! Maybe I’ll get a job working on a movie and Joe Keery will be my characters love interest🤭! A girl can dream, right? 🤷‍♀️

If you made it this far, thank you for reading and I hope we get along well! Feel free to drop me a message, I don’t bite!😊 I hope that some of you stick around and help me work my way through the community, until next time, bye! 🩷

My bestie: @daryldixonsbub Go follow her! She’s supported me through so much and I absolutely love her to bits🩷

!DISCLAIMER! PHOTOS ARE NOT MINE, I GOT THEM OFF PINTEREST.

And thank you too @arson-fox, ML<3 for helping me edit the photos🐰

[perpetual-fool]

Violin Frets

I have a thing about frets, about them not being in tune. But there are other things about frets. You can't vibrato with frets, you can't slide (glissando) with frets. So it's weird that some of the higher-end electric violins have frets. But apparently frets on violin are not like frets on other instruments.

There are demonstrations of doing vibrato etc. on frets, but going by how frets are on guitar that really shouldn't work. Apparently, the difference is that violin frets are very small. Normally you'd press down behind the fret and the string would get pinched off by the little metal bar. But if they're really short you have to press on the fret directly, and there's no reason you couldn't roll your finger more forward or back on it. Slides are still going to sound a little weird, probably. But is that really a problem? Like, people do glissando on piano and that thing can't bend notes at all. So it's really more like a tactile version of those little stickers beginners use; it doesn't really tell you where the note is, but it gets you close.

So then, why? You'd probably assume it's like guitar and that they keep you in tune. But they don't, you still have to tune by ear. But it does make it easier. Supposedly there are people who'd object to that being a valid reason? But why? to give you something to feel superior about? That's stupid. Anyway, also apparently that's very important/useful in loud settings where you may not be able to hear yourself. So like, in a traditional orchestra where everyone's playing acoustic instruments that's never going to happen, you're always going to hear yourself the loudest. But if you're doing a rock concert or something with the drums pounding behind you, you may not. Also would be significant if you're deaf. It doesn't make any sense to me why a deaf person would be a musician, but I've heard of at least one. And I guess there's novelty, experimentation, and in my case, refinement? I'm not really sure what my deal is. But for instance, five-string viola seems to be able to do everything a violin and standard viola can do, and gives up nothing to achieve that. So having one would feel personally satisfying for some reason.

And hypothetically, this opens up some possibilities for bass. Not guitar, since you still wouldn't be able to do chords with semi-frets. But fretted basses are cheaper and easier to get than fretless ones. And particularly, I want a multi-scale fretless, which essentially does not exist. But if I can just file down the frets then I can achieve the same effect, and I don't have to learn how to make guitars myself to do it. Though I'm sure I will learn on a long enough timeline.

- Tangent: it's hard to know what to pursue. I guess more fundamentally the issue is that I don't have the information necessary to solve the problem. In this case, I have limited time/energy/resources and multiple things I could spend it on. So, should I pursue bass things or should I pursue viola things? I could say that currently I have a bass but no viola, so the viola would have a more profound effect on increasing the amount of things I can do. Or I could say that working on bass would get me closer to resolving the bass problems, and getting a viola would open up a host of new problems. Although I suppose all of it is in service of trying to solve the 'living' problem. So I guess what I'm really after is the most accessible way to make the good brain juice.

But at what point am I supposed to be happy? Like, suppose I just save up the $1.4k for a Glasser 5-string. Problem solved? It still has the fragile wooden bridge, it still has the friction-fit tuning pegs, it still doesn't have any strap/harness system to avoid causing TMJ or neck problems. Okay, instead let's say I save up $2.7k for a five-string Viper. And for the example let's just say the amp and whatever else came with it for free. The problem is now solved. Then what? I move on to new problems?

Maybe this is all a consequence of believing I'm bad/not good enough. Like I'm looking for problems to fix, and finding them. But it's never enough.

I'm probably approaching this all wrong. There is this dumb thing I kind of feel good about. The problem initially was that I had a wooden cooking utensil soak up a bunch of beef fat, which then smelled strongly of beef and attracted ants despite numerous washings. So wood (some worse than others) has open pores, and I need to pre-fill those pores to prevent the utensils from becoming gross. Something like mineral oil is useless as it just washes off, and wax melts if you actually cook anything with your utensil. It would have to be a drying oil, or at least cured. I did try 'seasoning' wood as you would with cast-iron, just at a really low temperature. It seemed to work though it substantially weakened the wood. So the better option seemed to be an oil that dries on its own. The options and pros and cons aren't relevant to my point, I settled on using flax oil. For testing, I got a set of cheap wooden spoons, which I then shaped and sanded so they're smooth and not terrible. Then I started with the flax oil. The procedure is also not relevant to my point. I now have several very thin coats on these things. They are so smooth to the touch, but I can still feel the wood under my fingertips. It doesn't feel like it's coated in plastic. And all of the grain is starting to shine like medullary rays in quarter-sawn lumber. It's nice. It makes me happy?

Why? because it feels nice? because it looks pretty? Yeah. I feel some kind of way about that. Beauty?

I have not felt this way in a very long time. And never freely. I really am tired of making everything about her. But this is how she made me feel. This is the world I wanted and could never have. To me, she was beauty itself. Shall I compare thee to a wooden spoon?

Still, beauty is very difficult to achieve. I'm still me, I'm not a picky perfectionist for nothing. Everything grates on me. Everything falls apart if I look too closely. The only things I'm going to be happy with are things I've made myself, to my own standard. Of which I am not yet capable. I suppose I could break it down into smaller pieces. Like, I can't build my perfect bass yet, nor am I experienced enough to know that would entail. But I could find good strings for it. And then I could fit a new nut that's not worn out. And then I could adjust the saddle height. And then I could flatten the fingerboard. And eventually those little pieces should add up to something more.

Also, I suppose that sentiment of things falling apart should extend to her as well. Which feels.. cruel? Though it's hard to be sure, it wasn't until long after that that I determined I can't be the one who's wrong. What I'm about to say almost feels like too much of a stretch, but I think that's moreso because I'm not sure how to explain it. So, her music was flat, and generic, and poorly phrased. And that very much fits the pattern of what I've seen with music education. I know damn well she has things to express, but it's like she doesn't have her own voice to say it in. But it seems like the same kind of thing happens with communication. It's like people aren't ever really themselves, they're only ever performing a role they learned from someone else. And when understanding me, they shoehorn whatever I'm saying into one of those roles. That's where things fell apart. I was desperate to get past that, and I felt like it was my fault for not being able to figure it out. And if she were really the angel I believed she was, she would have seen that something was terribly wrong from the very beginning.

And I really don't know what to think about that. My impression is that people must be messed up in much the same way I was. That really there are wonderful, beautiful people buried in there that can't get out or don't feel safe. And sort of like problems in my household, it's not that the things that bother me aren't problems for others too, it's just that I'm the one who notices. But if they're in there, I've never been able to find them. Though some people seem quite nice so long as I don't look too closely.

[journeytodrawiii]

Are you named after anyone? Well, yes, kind of. My first name is the name of the siren of the river Rhine. My middle name is also an amalgamation of my grandmother and godmother's middle names.

When was the last time you cried? Last week. Grades and various assignments stressing me out, mostly.

Do you have kids? No, I don't. But I would love to one day, I think. Either way, I won't have to worry about that for a long while. My dog however is like my little baby and I love him very very much.

What sports do you play/have you played? When I was a wee thing I did ballet for a while, and then — after all of my friends went away — I tried gymnastics, which I happened to really enjoy. They wouldn't advance me however, no matter how good I got, because I didn't speak Dutch at the time. Now I'm fluent, take that suckers. Anyway, after quitting that I joined a swim team (for racing). I eventually left because my fellow teammates were rather cruel to pick up snorkelling before encountering eye issues and having to get out of the water for a while. Then along came a tailbone issue I needed a surgery for and by the time I could get back in the water two years had passed. I haven't joined any sports teams since, it's been four or five years (I forget). But I enjoy playing badminton with friends, I walk often, I go to the gym on occasion and if I'm feeling really brave I go for runs.

Do you use sarcasm? No. Never. I totally, one hundred percent of the time am suuuuper serious. ;)

What's the first thing you notice about people? Their energy, like their vibe. Not just in that moment, but from their overall mannerisms and outward appearance a rough idea of who they could be. I also notice shoes. Shoes can tell you a lot about a person, I think.

What's your eye color? Bright blue. I'm like that meme where people with blue eyes stare at you all the time like: O.O

Scary movies or happy endings? I LOVE me a good scary movie, some of that really freaky psychological stuff is toe die for. Happy endings are great, but I also love it when a story ends terribly. It just leaves a bigger impact most of the time.

Any talents? I'd say I'm really quite good with anything visually creative. Painting, designing, fashion, drawing. I do pretty well with that kind of thing, interior design too. I've been told I'm a good writer too. Languages come a bit easier to me than to others as well, words just stick easier and my feel for language is rather keen.

Where were you born? Maryland, U.S.A.

What are your hobbies? I love drawing and painting. Sometimes I make mini sculptures out of clay, but that is seldom. I write poetry and I'm working on a novel I've named "Exodus; Prologue" . On top of that I enjoy journaling, writing my accounts of any day I feel needs to be recorded. I collect materials for a scrapbook I've barely started... unfortunately. 😂 I just never make the time. I ADORE thrifting, and I like to go at least once every three months. I listen to music every second I can, exploring new artists and discovering new feelings. Speaking of the discovery of feeling, and self, I am part of a little philosophy club where we discuss whatever we like and occasionally debate topics of excerpts from famous philosophers. I play the piano, and I'm also learning bass and electric guitar. I enjoy singing, although I'm not great. Knitting is also something I've been interested in lately, but I haven't really made anything. Oh, I'm also in the process of making a short film starring myself and a few dear friends, and watching films and learning and absorbing is another passion of mine. And I've been learning Welsh and Spanish for a few months now. So, you know, I keep myself busy.

Do you have any pets? I sure do! My baby boy, Loki! He's a toy schnoodle (poodle and schnauzer mix). He'll be turning eight years old this year, he's becoming a grumpy old man, but I love him to death.

How tall are you? Pocket sized: 5'2" or as I'd say 160 cm

Favorite subject in school? Art and philosophy.

Dream job? I'd love to become a widely appreciated author one day, writing books. I'd also love to write and direct movies or TV shows. If given the opportunity I'd love to spend the rest of my life making art or acting, embodying art. That's who I'd like to become one day.

@echeveriaaa thanks for tagging me on this lovely post! It was fun to do!! Sorry for getting back so late, I've been absolutely swamped with tasks.

15 Questions for 15 Friends

Thank you @serpent-and-seraph for tagging me!!

Are you named after anyone? My first name is just something my mom liked, but I got a middle name after my aunt's (who was one of the kindest people ever and who means a lot to me, so it's nice to sort of have something from her with me at all times)

When was the last time you cried? Some time last week due to being stressed by exams. And watching the last episode of Inside Job. (Leave it to me to only be able to express sadness with the help of animated sitcoms)

Do you have kids? No, but I have a niece and a nephew who I adore unconditionally

What sports do you play/have you played? I've done martial arts for most of the last 10 years and enjoy the occasional football/volleyball game for funsies. At the moment I mostly do solitary exercise for my zoomies and mental health though

Do you use sarcasm? Noo, never. (wink)

What is the first thing you notice about people? I thinkkk the way they look at me. Also, hair.

What’s your eye colour? brown

Scary movies or happy endings? Scary movies that end happily.

Any talents? I have an affinity to Visual-Artsy-Stuff (even though I'm not the most skilled at it, but I suppose that is not the most important thing about it) and people tell me I'm good at listening

Where were you born? Northern Germany

What are your hobbies? drawing & painting, sports, reading, caring for my plants, walking around in nature and staring at cool animals/clouds/trees, singing (badly) when I'm stressed, going feral over movies/shows/other people's art, hiding in my room and get cozy (that counts right)

Do you have any pets? I have plants ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

How tall are you? 5'4" / 1,65m

Favourite subject in school? Art and Biology

Dream job? Partly working as a neuropsychologist and partly in research (and secretly writing and illustrating insane little books)

Since I haven't been back on Tumblr for long, I don't really know that many people yet/anymore, so I'd like to use this to get to know some of you a little! If you're feeling like it !! :)

@deansgapjacket @secretlywingedphantom @marikacrea @chenfordsrollisi @journeytodrawiii @skylightangels

[damonjuicyscock]

The New singer-Chapter 1

Pairing: Dilf! Damon Albarn X Reader

Warnings: Language, maybe a few spelling mistakes (but as always, I hope not)

Words: 3094

A/N: Hello ! Here I am with this new fanfic with Dilf Damon ! Hope you'll like it. Smut will come sooner in this fan fic (On the fourth one). Enjoy !

My name is Y/N Y/L/N, I moved in London in 2012 when I was 18 to try to finally start a career in what has always been my passion: Music. I think I probably started singing when I was still in my father’s balls, because as far as I know, even my close friends always knew me singing. I was even singing so much that sometimes, people had to tell me to shut up. My parents were born in the 60’s and 70’s, respectively from hippie parents, and themselves became hippies. That’s why I was raised listening to some Jefferson airplane, The Doors, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix… But also with music like Depeche Mode, Duran Duran, Tears For Fears, Oasis, Blur, Radiohead, Nirvana… Anyway, I was raised listening to some good stuff

Before telling how it all began, let’s talk about my absolutely not normal parents, who created who I am today. When they met in 1991, my mum was in total New Wave emo mode. Ya know, like Robert Smith from The Cure? Well, nearly the same haircut, with some new romantic clothes like in the early 80’s. My dad was kinda punk and tried to look like some 1986 Dave Gahan. Them and their music taste met, and boom, 2 years later, here I was. 5 years later, my sister joined us. A real troublemaker, but a very good dancer, that’s what she is. When I was 6, they enrolled me in a music conservatory. It was a pain in the ass. But I learned a lot, even how not to sound like a nowadays Mariah Carey who has a lot of voice issues when singing. Why? Because my singing teacher made me sing some opera, so I sound more like an Amy Lee from Evanescence who can sing everything except some hardcore metal. At 15, I said bye bye to the conservatory to focus on my studies without having to care about anything else. I kept practicing every day, alone. But I also started to learn to play guitar on my own after discovering a fabulous Muse song called “Knights Of Cydonia”. I loved rock and had the fashion style that came with it. I wasn’t a girl coming from the city, I grew up in a small town where not a lot of people knew about some singer or band… London was the cradle of New Wave, Glam rock, also some punks if you forget a minute about the US and Germany. London had great artists; it was worth trying my luck in here. And only after 2 years of hardworking and trying my luck in pubs and other, with my mic, my acoustic guitar and my electric guitar, I signed with Universal. Oh, I was going to forget about the most important part. I said previously that I was raised listening to some good stuff like Blur. Well, I’m a big fan, but also a Gorillaz fan and a Damon Albarn fan. This man is talented, has a really beautiful voice, he’s a model to me. I can’t deny the fact that yeah, he was and is still a lot attractive. And that’s in 2016 that I knew how much, when he tried to get in touch with me.

Late 2016:

My phone rang. It was my best friend and also manager Thomas.

-Oi Tom!

-Oi Y/N, are you available right now?

- Well, you woke me up, but yes, why?

- I have something really important to tell ya. Can you meet me at the Starbucks coffee near Carnaby Street please?

- Well now that I’m awake yeah, when?

- Well let’s count you and me taking the underground… let’s say an hour?

-It’s okay with me, see ya!

I hang up and went to put some clothes and makeup on, tying my hair in a simple braid before picking my sunglasses, my bag, and locking my front door before going.

But once outside, I saw someone taking a picture. Another fucking pap, trying to have his pictures of the day. I was acting funny with them at the beginning, making pouts to troll their pictures, but after nearly two years of them tracking me, I was starting to be fed up. So, at this very moment, I decided I couldn’t control my middle finger anymore, and imitated Chris Pratt in the Guardians of the galaxy, before putting a big smile on my face. Yeah, okay. I was still trolling them in a way.

I entered the underground station, going to the Oxford Circus station. From here, I walked to the Starbucks coffee in Great Marlborough Street. Tom wasn’t here yet. So to recap, this idiot calls me because he has something urgent to tell me, and doesn’t bother to be on time. I was even afraid I was the one to be late!

For your information, He arrived 43 minutes after.

-Oi lovely, sorry for being late. He said out of breath

-Oi sir let’s-meet-in-an-hour, traffic jam? Oh no, sorry, you took the train, What the fuck were you doing?

-Masturbating. He answered sarcastically

-Verry funny Tom. Well, I’m used to you being late anyway, you are even capable to be late for your own birthday party you dumb fuck.

-It was 13 years ago Y/N. I am an important man since I’m your manager.

-And it goes to your head. Isn’t it supposed for the artist to be the one who becomes big-headed?

-S’not like I’ve never been before…

-maybe, but it’s getting worse. I interrupted him

-ANYWAY!

-What’s so urgent then?

-There’s… some singer who contacted me because he’s interested on your music, and he would be glad to collaborate with you on a song. He would like for you to sing the backing vocals on it.

- Oh cool! Who is it?

-Damon Albarn.

I spat my tea back in the paper cup and coughed.

-WHAT?

-Yup, I knew you would react like this.

- Damon Fucking Albarn wants me to do the vocals on one of his songs?

-Actually, I don’t have a lot of details ‘bout that, he just called and left me his number.

- He called himself? Not his manager?

-No, Damon Albarn himself.

- Then I guess I have to do the same and call him back by myself like a grown-up girl.

-You sure?

- I have to.

-As you wish, But as I know you by heart, I know you’ll get really nervous.

He was definitely right, but it was like pouring oil on the flames, so my only reaction was to slap him on the shoulder.

-Shut up Tom!

He laughed

- I also knew you would do that. I’m leaving you his number then?

- Of course you do! I answered

- Okay. Oh also, before I forget, Glastonbury, Reading, Lollapalooza and Coachella wants you.

- What are the dates?

he took out his little notebook from his pocket

-Glastonbury from June 21st to the 26th, Reading August 25th to 27th, Lollapalooza July 22nd and 23rd, Coachella April 14thto 23rd.

- Say yes to all of them and negotiate with Coachella. They have to give me a date that is before April 20th.

-Why?

- I’m taking my dear mama on a trip to celebrate her birthday in Mauritius. Thought I already told ya.

-You did, I just forgot to take a note.

He handed me a little piece of paper

-Here’s Kellogg’s all-bran’s number

-Hey, respect him!

He laughed again

We finished drinking our tea, talking about the coming gigs, our lives, and also about me writing my new album.

*

Tom had been right. I was on a verge of a panic attack before calling him. This man was all I admired, he was one of my favourite artists and definitely my idol. He had accomplished a lot in nearly 30 years. And I was so honoured, but didn’t understand why he wanted me, the new singer, to collaborate with him. I would be really lucky to work with him. I decided to light myself a cigarette before pressing the call button.

-Hello? I heard a male voice say dryly

-Hello, is this mister Albarn?

-Huh, yes?

-Hello… I’m…I’m Y/N Y/L/N, you called my manager Thomas. He… He said you wanted to get in touch with me?

His tone changed to a happy one

- Oh hi Y/N! How are you? Yes, I called your manager. Listen, I'd really like to work with you on a song for the upcoming Gorillaz album, you have a lot of talent, and after listening to your songs, I knew you would be perfect for a song.

- It would be a great pleasure to work with you! When do you want us to meet? I asked

- When are you free?

- Tomorrow if it’s okay with you, my remaining gigs are only in two weeks, so I have a bit of time.

- You seem like a hard worker, I like it! I’ll be at the studio at 11 am, can you be there by 11:30?

- I’ll be there!

- Alright. I can’t wait to finally meet you! oh and please, bring your guitar.

- Huh which one? Electric or acoustic one?

- The acoustic one, we have plenty of electric ones at the studio, and you wrote the best songs with it.

- Okay. Huh, could you just give me the address please?

- Of course! I was going to forget about that. I have an old man’s brain. I’ll text it.

- Okay.

- See you tomorrow then Y/N.

- See ya!

He hang up first, and I jumped in joy around my living room, until I heard someone knock at the ceiling. Fuck, I forgot I had neighbours. I decided to call Thomas.

-Did you call him? he said when answering

- I did, we meet tomorrow, I’m just waiting for him to send the address now.

- Well count at least 10 minutes before receiving it, he has a Nokia 3310.

- Stop mocking him mate! I know he doesn’t really like technology and he’s far from being wrong! Apart to work, I don’t have a lot of technological stuff myself.

-Said the one who’s addicted to social medias.

-I’m not addicted! it’s part of my work.

- Never mind, I’m happy you can meet him this quick. Oh I also called Coachella, you’ll be on stage on the 16th at 7pm.

*

The next day, I was on my way to the studio, but I was stopped a few times by fans who wanted to take a picture with me or for an autograph. Happily, I left early to arrive early. When I finally arrived at my destination, I was welcomed by Jamie Hewlett himself.

-Hello young lady. I suppose you are Y/N?

- I am. Mister Hewlett. Nice to meet you, I adore your work.

- Thank you miss. And call me Jamie, you’re my co-worker now. Damon is waiting for you in the other room. We’ll see each other during lunch.

-Alright, thank you co-worker, see you during lunch!

I took a deep breath before entering in the other room and I saw him. Last time I truly saw him was during a live near my place and I was only 5 years old. Yeah, my parents took me to a Blur gig in 1999, and my mum was a lot pregnant with my sister. But even if I was this young, I knew their songs by heart and had one of the best times of my life. Not every parent would do that.

- Hello… I said shyly

- Ah here she finally is! I was impatient to finally meet you Y/N! He said turning to look at me

He came towards me and went to hug me. I was a bit surprised; I didn’t expect that. But it was his way to welcome people. A pure sweetheart. I also had been told he was a simple and humble man.

- I was impatient to meet you too mister Albarn!

- Oi, there’s not mister Albarn with me love, call me Damon.

- Okay Damon. I wouldn’t like for you to think I talk too much but I feel it’s important for me to say that you are one of my favourite artists and inspirations, and that I’ve been dreaming of this collab since…well…forever. I said, with an embarrassed smile

- I’m glad to have such a meaning for you. Oh, you brought the instrument that creates such beautiful songs!

- Yup, here it is

I pulled my guitar out of its case.

- It’s a beautiful Fender you have here. Can I try it? he asked

I handed him the guitar

- Be careful, it’s my baby. I joked

He looked at me and pretended he was about to let the guitar fall on the ground.

- No worries, it’s in safe hands. He answered winking at me

God, he was going to be the death of me.

He started playing one of my songs to test the sound my guitar had, and I blushed.

- Didn’t know you even knew my songs by heart! I chuckled slightly

- - I’m your number one fan! He answered

- Oh… sorry to disappoint you, but my mum actually is.

- I’m the number two then!

- That’s adorable. Okay… should we start working?

- Absolutely young lady! Before we start, would you like a cup of tea? or maybe a coffee?

- No thank you Damon, but it’s really nice of you to ask.

We worked for about an hour and a half on a melody, and when Damon heard me singing the vocals, he decided that finally, I would sing on the whole song. What started as a collab would end up as a duet. It would be a featuring. No sorry, I’d be singing with 2D, but it means the same thing to me.

Lunch came, an occasion to get to know everyone, even if I was the one who had been the most questioned.

- So, Y/N, tell us about you! Jamie said

- Well, what do you want to know?

- Where you grew up, our childhood, your love for music… this kind of stuff. He answered

- Oh! Well, I grew up at first in the south of France where my mum was working as a college teacher, she’s teaching ethology. So, it’s like I was a bit French. I speak the language fluently. We came back in England when I was about 5. On the second part of my childhood, I grew up in a town around Dover, So I was going back to France often. I even studied there in high school; I was in a high school in Calais. I have a French baccalaureate, with a music speciality.

- Interesting! you may have heard of my wife then! She’s a French actress. Jamie said

- Emma De Caunes? Of course, I only saw her in one movie, but the family who was hosting me during my high school years were often watching extracts of a formal TV show her father was in. It was really funny. I even saw the extract when she called him live to tell him she graduated from High school!

- What movie did you watch? Jamie asked

- Mr Bean’s Holiday. In this movie you can even see the city where I grew up in the first part of my childhood.

- Cannes? Damon asked

- Nope, Avignon. It’s sunny and beautiful when you are in the old town. People are really nice in there.

- And so, where does your love and talent for music comes from? Jeff, the guitarist asked

- As far as I can remember, I was three, and three songs made me fall in love with music. There’s Beetlebum by Blur, Stand By me by Oasis and Bittersweet symphony by The Verve. I grew up with parents who loved the new romantics era, New Wave and Britpop. I was singing a lot and my parents decided to send me to a music conservatory to take voice classes. It was their way to tell me “We like you when you sing, but you’re singing too much and you’re giving us a headache”. My singing teacher mainly taught me how to sing opera. But I can thank her today, because she is the one who gave me all the right techniques. After graduating from high school, I came in London to try my luck and here I am today. Also, my parents took me to a lot of gigs.

- Which ones? Damon asked

- My first one was Blur in 1999, then I got to see Tears for Fears, Oasis, Gorillaz, Depeche Mode, The Cure, New Order…There is actually a lot!

- Wow, that means you were like 5 when you saw us live with the guys?

- Yup. You sang a particular version of B.L.U.R.E.M.I.

- The danger of drugs. Jamie said

Damon threw him a dark look

- I was so little, but I can still remember I had one of the best times of my life!

- Well, I’m glad you did. Damon answered

- Who are your inspirations Y/N? Jamie asked

- As you can tell, I’m a lot into rock. I’d say many artists from different eras. Probably some David Bowie, Joan Jett, Blondie, The Clash, Oasis, Blur, Nirvana, The cure, The Smiths, U2, INXS… there’s so much. Oh, and also Queen. I’ve always been in love with Freddie Mercury’s voice.

- And you’ve probably been fancying Roger Taylor like every girl. Jamie added

I blushed

- I absolutely don’t know what you’re talking about.

Damon laughed seeing me blushing

- ‘S nothing love, we understand. He said

- I had the privilege to meet Brian May, he is really a nice man.

- And so… yesterday, you told me on the phone you had a few gigs left? Damon asked

- Yes, in Paris and here, in the U.K.

- Does it mean you’ll be back in the studio for some more masterpieces?

- I’ll be back in the studios yes. Don’t know yet if it’s going to be a masterpiece though. I have a few ideas, like a ballad, but here, I have no idea where to start.

- I can help you. Well only if you want to. The singer said

- Really? I said, sparks appearing in my eyes

- Of course! I’d love to! he answered

[thepinkwriterr]

Capricorn Season Chapter Five

Gwen and Jimmy are going to have their first date! Their outfits are down at the bottom. Outfits (and photos Gwen takes) are always going to be at the bottom. Enjoy and comment to be added to my taglist!

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Jimmy spent the next two days running around his house, cleaning everything. Would Gwen be looking at his baseboards? Probably not. But was he scrubbing them? Of course.

He had been stressing over what would wow her. He decided on a picnic by the water. He would also play her a song. Possibly something new? Learn a new song for her? He had been killing himself with the thoughts galivanting in his mind. He had to take a moment and ground himself. She is only a woman. He repeated in his head.

Who am I kidding? She's not woman. She's a mythic being at this point. I've been searching for her for as long as I can remember. She's been running in my mind for years. And I've finally got her in my graces.

He quickly returned to running rampant. He was only calm once again when he sat down to make a grocery list. He was going to make them spaghetti and a dessert. That was Jimmy's specialty! He thought of making a sweet roll or perhaps a cake. He really enjoyed baking and cooking, so he thought it would be nice to feed her what he made.

When he returned home, he went right back to working. He began to bake the sweet roll. He enjoyed himself while he baked. He hummed tunes he played on tour. He didn't sound as good as Robert.

His work was finished after the spaghetti was done. He sat on his couch with a huff. His day felt longer than any one he had on tour. But it had just started. Gwen would be on her way soon. He knew he had to pack up the basket and set out a blanket. He was happy to bend over backward for her. Actually, he was overjoyed. He hadn't wanted to give this much in a very long time.

He had been so in his head that he almost lept out of his skin when he heard the knock at his door. He took a calming breath. When he opened the door, Gwen turned to face him. "Um, hi." She smiled wide, meeting his eyes. His breathing stopped. She looked amazing. His eyes trailed from her white platform sandals up to her gorgeous hair. "Hello."

He couldn't believe she was standing before him at his front door.

"You can come in." He lead her through the house, giving her a tour. She looked around in quiet awe. "This is really nice! And it's on the water? That Zeppelin money must be good." She joked.

"Well, actually, I purchased the house when I worked as a session player. Now, that money was good." It was his turn to joke. Her laugh was gentle and light, like the breeze from the tides of the ocean.

"So what have you got planned?" She asked.

"I packed a picnic. I reckon we could have lunch by the water and I could play you something." He looked into her eyes, feeling warmed. Her smile was candlelight paired with red wine. "That sounds amazing! I haven't seen the Thames." She smiled wide. Jimmy snickered at her malapropism. He enjoyed seeing her face turn red when he corrected her. She was so cute when she was embarrassed.

The wood of the acoustic guitar banged against Jimmy's back as their feet trudged along the hillside. The sun was burdening from the clouds for the first time that day. The soft light warmed the air as it swirled around their faces. Gwen felt the ground under her start to shift and become unstable. She lost her balance, fearing she was going to fall. I don't want to look stupid in front of him.

He grabbed her waist at first. His goal was to stop her from falling. When he made contact with her soft skin, he felt electricity run through him. He felt like a lightning rod. His cheeks flushed red. She stopped, turning to look at him. Their eyes found each other and they shared a shy smile. They were absolutely smitten. She placed her hands in his, looking for guidance in him.

He lead her down the hillside by one hand. He had never felt better than in this moment. Her hand was in his, and that was enough for him. It didn't matter if she never talked to me again. We've shared this moment. And that is enough for ten lifetimes.

When they reached the water, he laid out the blanket for them to sit on. They sat as he unpacked the basket. She looked at his pale face as he laid everything out. His lips were pouted in concentration. She looked at the pink flesh in quiet contemplation. She wanted to kiss him so badly. She had been searching for someone like him for years. And now she had him. He was so close, right in her grasp. She hoped that she wouldn't fuck it up. He seemed to like her. He invited her to his house. And he was really clingy at the photoshoot. But she knew that just as quickly as he came, he could go.

Two colorful Tupperware containers filled with spaghetti waited to be devoured. Jimmy then pulled out another container of fresh garlic bread. One half of the loaf was topped with cheese. She gave a little cheer when she saw that he had made her favorite. This made his heart leap from his chest. A smile danced on his face, working its way from ear to ear. She was perfect.

She joined him with a large grin. She couldn't stop staring. His beauty was so jarring. His eyes were intense and alluring. The sun hit them perfectly, bringing out the light tones in his usually dark irises. She could see his pupils were dilated, signaling to her he was just as enamored with her. Her gaze landed on his hair. It was the cherry on the cake; it brought his entire look together. He was so dark and intense, with this thick mane of curly black hair. It was perfectly kinky and complimented his features flawlessly.

"Thank you for this," She smiled, "I haven't had a home cooked meal in a long time." She took a bite, looking out onto the river. The trees reflected in the water, mirroring the lush green. The sounds of the thrashing water soothed her nerves. She took another bite, feeling content. She turned to him, grabbing his hand.

She looked at him, her face warming from his smile. Her thumb rubbed the top of his hand. His skin was so soft. "This is perfect." She commented. This seemed to level him; he was completely settled now. He relaxed his posture and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It is, isn't it?" He replied in her same dreamy tone.

"Do you get out here often?"

"Yeah, I try. When I'm home, at least. I haven't even had much time to decorate my house. I've been on tour pretty much ever since I bought this place. But I like to go out on the water during the Summer. It's lovely."

"You have a boat?"

"No, I have an excellent doggy-paddle."

She laughed at his jest with a deep giggle, "Really? I bet you get some real speed out there!"

"Yeah, I do. You should see me." He took another bite of his bread.

"I'm surprised. Those noodle arms don't look like they'd be much help."

He feigned offence, scoffing and then broke into a smile. Her wit was charming. "No, no, I have a little boat with a radio. When it gets going it can get up to fifteen miles an hour."

"No! You have a speedboat?"

He laughed again, casting his head down and nodding earnestly. "The height of luxury, I know."

"You didn't tell me you were so rich! Next you're going to say we're having caviar."

"No, just the spaghetti."

After they finished their food they settled into the blanket covering the grass. She laid beside him, feeling his heat. She turned, nestling into his side. Both their faces were burning. Jimmy felt the familiar hum of adrenaline in his body. This time it was gentle. The churning in his stomach was quieted. He was lively and excited, but not wired. This was different than the high touring  gave him. This was a gentle injection of energy. Her company brought about a certain inspiration he couldn't shake. He turned to look at her.

Her bright hair rested on his chest. He picked up a chunk, feeling how soft it was. A subtle contentedness clouded his mind. He felt on top of the world. No substance or person had made him feel this way before. He could feel the beginning stages of love start to bud in himself. Maybe it was too soon, maybe it was infatuation. But he could feel something in himself start to turn.

"Do you know your zodiac sign?" He asked. He was weary asking this because some people found it silly. "Yeah, of course. I'm a Taurus sun, Pisces moon, Virgo rising." His eyes widened at each interval. She was perfect in every way. Confusion showed on her face. "Your chart is nearly perfect in conjunction with mine," He excitedly began, "I'm a Capricorn sun, Cancer moon, and Scorpio rising." She was now wearing the same wonderous expression. "We are totally meant to be!"

This joyous agreement nearly brought tears to Jimmy's eyes. He had been dreaming of connecting with her for years. And when he didn't find her, he was afraid it would never come to fruition. But now, here they are. They were sharing a meal and looking into one another's souls. He didn't want to leave this moment. She just was, and that was enough for him.

While Gwen wasn't too keen on astrology, she had the wherewithal to know her big three. And she was happy to because it seemed to satisfy the curiosity of their compatibility. And it brought a beautiful smile to Jimmy's face.

She was skeptical if he was the man she had been manifesting for years. But now that she knew his chart, she was certain. A mysterious man with a kind heart and thoughtful eyes. Those were the keywords she had been using all these years. And Jimmy fit the bill exactly. With the addition of the star's approval, she was ready to dive in headfirst. All doubt of him had left her mind. And perhaps this time it wouldn't end so sourly.

After the exchange of their signs, they sat in quiet harmony. Their hands were intertwined and their breaths aligned. The two were unaware, but something was turning for the both of them. A new light had shone on them. Their luck had begun to change and the trajectory of their lives would never be the same.

After some time of enjoying each other's company, Jimmy asked if she'd like to be serenaded. When she said yes, he quickly sat up and grabbed his guitar. Feeling the cool wood in his hands was magical. He hadn't played in a couple of days, due to his preoccupation with preparing for today. He began to strum aimlessly. The most beautiful song poured from him without a thought. She hummed along to the sound, harmonizing perfectly.

Together, they played for hours. They shared laughs and secret glances. They felt like small children playing under the summer sun. They were unburdened by the pressures of anyone but themselves. All they had were each other at this moment. And they didn't care to think what they looked like or what they should be doing. They were not adults of the earth, they were souls entwined. Ones who were meant to cross and perhaps had met many times before.

Their symphony ended as the day dragged on. They couldn't play forever, because Jimmy was growing tired. His fingers were numb and his hand was cramping. He shook the pain out, sitting his guitar in the grass. She turned to him after a quiet moment. She quickly stood from the blanket and darted away, laughing like a giddy child.

He was confused for a moment but caught on swiftly. He began to chase after her, following the sound of her chortling. He was quick to catch up to her. Her laugh burst into an excited scream as he wrapped his arms around her, sending them to the ground. Before she could recoup, he was off. She leapt from the ground and trailed after him. They spent the next hour playing in the grass this way; hiding behind trees and running from each other.

When the sun began to sink lower into the sky, they made their way back to the picnic blanket. Their hands were entwined as they trekked to their spot. The familiar sight of the guitar and basket entered their view.

Jimmy sighed, leaning down to collect everything. He packed it away and looked to her. "Are you ready to go back?" While she was not eager to leave this perfect day behind, she could feel there was something better awaiting her at the house. She nodded.

When they entered the house, the warm air cradled their tired bodies. While they played together like children, their bones were very much matured. Especially Jimmy, who suffered from poor posture due to the heavy guitar.

Jimmy disappeared into the kitchen and returned with a dessert. It was a sweet roll baked with cinnamon and topped with butter and brown sugar. Her mouth watered as she looked at the dish. "That looks and smells amazing!" A proud glint shone in his eyes. His hard work was paying off. She was thoroughly impressed by all of his efforts.

They sat at his table, looking at one another as they shared the dessert. She was humming in pleasure as she chewed. It tasted as good as it looked.

"So you said you were new in town, do you have any friends?" He asked as he chewed.

"Not really," she laughed, "just me and my cat, most nights."

"You have a kitty cat?"

"Yes, I do I have a kitty cat. Her name is Lucy. She's a British shorthair, a little grey thing."

"Very sweet! I love cats. I've always wanted one."

"I did too. As soon as I moved out I got one." After her plate was cleared, she sat back in her chair. She looked into the white ceiling and pondered the day.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked. She looked over at him, "I want to hear you play a song from tour." Her eyes were wild with excitement once more. He stood from the table and lead her to the music room.

The door swung open, revealing the shelves of vinyl and books. She looked from the shelves to him, in awe. "You have a nice collection here! I'm impressed." He sheepishly smiled at the compliment. "Records and books are kind of my souvenirs from tour. I have to pack an entire new suitcase of just what I pick up."

He picked up his guitar and placed his hands on the strings. His mind hesitated for a moment. "I could play you something on this, which you've already heard. Or," He stood from his chair and grabbed an electric guitar off the wall. He plugged it into the amp sitting next to the chair and switched it on, "I could play you something on this beauty." He sat with the brown guitar on his lap. "Play me whatever you want. It'll sound amazing either way." He was again flushed with pride. He enjoyed the endless praise she brought to him.

He began to play Black Mountainside, then transitioned into White Summer. He hadn't played it for her yet. This was on account of using the acoustic Gibson J-200. This was a long-term loner from his friend. But it played so nicely that he didn't want to return it just yet. And he was happy he hadn't. The buttery smooth playing seemed to satisfy Gwen deeply.

When the song was over, he looked up at her. She had a wide grin on her face and her eyes were lit up like a Christmas tree. She was utterly enamored by him. He wore a heavy face of concentration when he played. And the sound that came from the amp was unlike anything she had ever heard before. She began to clap for him. "That was wonderful! You are the most talented person I've ever met. Maybe in the whole world!" He was beaming from her words once again.

He played her two more songs. One of them didn't have a name or lyrics yet. He thought he could propose it to the guys for the next album. She seemed to particularly like this one. He peered up at her from his guitar. Her eyes were closed and she was humming along with the melody. She looked so peaceful this way; enmeshed with the music. This made him even more in love with her; she was just as obsessed with music as he was.

He clicked his amp off and sat his guitar back on the stand. "Okay, music time is over." He said. She frowned, begging him with her eyes to continue. "Okay, okay, we can still play some music. But I'm tired of the guitar for now. How about I play you a song on this?" He pulled a mandolin from a small stand in the corner. It was John's but was borrowed for songwriting purposes.

He began to play a Joni Mitchell song. It was instrumental at first but Gwen recognized the tune and began to sing along. His heart nearly leapt from his chest and into her hands at that moment. Her voice was so delicate and light. She sounded almost identical to Joni. He eventually trailed off and stopped. She looked at him, puzzled. "Why did you stop?" He was silent for a moment, then laughed. "I can't remember the bloody chords." She joined him in his laughter. They looked at each other, giggling like children once again. This turned into a fit that lasted what seemed like hours.

When he finally shut the lights off and closed the music room door, they retired to the living room. The sun was setting and pink, golden light filled the room. Gwen looked out the windows and admired the sight. Jimmy was in the kitchen retrieving drinks for them. She stood from her seat and sat on the floor in front of the window. She watched the orange clouds drift past her view. She laid her head on the windowsill and closed her eyes. She was taking in all of the energy around her; drinking it up like a flower in the sun. Her breathing was shallow but still fulfilling. He walked up behind her, admiring her from behind. The sunlight was reflecting off her bright hair. She looked so peaceful.

He sat next to her, draping a soft blanket over their shoulders. She opened her eyes and turned to him. Her only response was a content smile. She closed her eyes once again and rested her head on his shoulder. This made Jimmy's chest ache. His heart began to race as he pulled her closer. He rested his arm around her and breathed in her scent. She smelled like grass and flowers but to him it was the perfect smell. They stayed like this until the sun sunk low into the sky and the moon began to rise.

"This has been the perfect day." She said.

Jimmy looked over at her. She was sprawled on the floor with the blanket wrapped around her. He reached into the fireplace, placing wood and fire starters. "Are you ready for dinner?" He asked as he worked. Her eyes fluttered open at the sound. His lithe hands were working the vents to ensure the logs would light. He lit a match and threw it in, creating a small fire. The heat was immediate and warming.

"If you're making something, of course I'll eat it. You're like a little housewife." She said. This made him laugh. "Oh yeah? Should I put on my little apron and do a dance for you?" The corners of her mouth upturned and her cheeks wrinkled as she giggled. The most beautiful sound Jimmy had ever heard. "Yes, please!"

Gwen joined him in the kitchen as he gathered ingredients. They made small talk as he cooked. She watched him as he worked. He had an intense face of concentration. His lips were pursed and his eyes were focused. She thought the precision he put into everything was admirable. Adorable that he tried so hard, even cooking a small meal.

They sat in front of the fireplace with their plates. The heat from the fire and the plate was soothing. They ate in comfortable silence. She looked at him, pouring over every lovely detail of his face. He was a beautiful man, something she didn't think often.

After their meal was finished, they washed the dishes together. Gwen sat on the counter, drying the ornate plates he had cleaned. They worked in perfect accordance. She shoved herself off the surface after they were finished, "Well, it's getting late. I guess I should get going."

These words were troubling to them both. This day had been so idyllic it would be a tragedy to end it. "If you'd like to go, that's alright. But I would like it if you would stay." He grabbed her hands, pulling her into him. Their faces were close for the first time. She looked down his rosebud lips. They looked plush and soft. "Yeah, that would be nice."

He was so close to her, his head began to spin and he felt dizzy. His face was burning hot and he could feel reality slipping away. All he could feel was her hands on his. His vision went cloudy as he leaned in. A gentle rain of sparks shot down his spine as their lips made contact. Endorphins immediately flooded his brain. A hot feeling ran down to his feet. They were numb, but he was still standing firm on solid ground. He felt an other worldly happiness. The one you get as you die and enter the gates of heaven. He could fall to his knees now and begin praying to her as if she were god. The feeling she gave him was all he ever needed.

Gwen leaned into him for support. Her legs felt wobbly and her breath was stuck in her throat. She had only known him for a short time, but he was the best thing to happen to her. The feeling he gave her was unlike anything she had experienced. She felt an immediate liking for him. They had known each other long before they met. The memories of them together stretched farther than the road behind or in front of them.

No words had been exchanged in minutes, but they perfectly understood each other. Without another word or glance, they two walked together up the stairs. The white wood creaked and moaned as they made their way to Jimmy's room.

She hadn't seen it, or the rest of the upstairs yet. He only showed her the downstairs earlier on his tour. The walls of his bedroom were barren but covered in a lovely floral wallpaper. He had an ornate bed, complete with a canopy. He was like a little princess in his tower.

There was a table next to the large picture window. It was covered in a long cloth adorned with stars and clouds. There was a circle of salt surrounded with candles . In the middle sat three green crystals and a hand full of cypress. This is an altar. Excitement filled her body. She turned to him, a smile wide on her face. "You're a witch too!"

It was his turn to be excited. Too? Oh, this is going to be a joyous union. "Yes, I am! This is my success and happiness altar. I've been using it for about a week." The two shared a glee in their spirituality. "I have a love altar at home." She was giddy, knowing she had been asking her altar to summon him. She smiled sharply at its success. Clearly her magic was working.

Jimmy told her about his fascination with Crowley. He rambled for almost 15 minutes. She learned about his ceremonial robes, manuscripts, and the lore of a home in Lochness that Crowley once occupied. Gwen didn't mind his manic infatuation. She found it cute when he got on his knees and began taking books for the shelf in his room to show her. They were old and fashioned with sigils and different markings. She felt an energy enter the room when he opened these books to show her. It unsettled her because she knew Crowley was into baneful magic. This was not her style. Her magic was based more on good intentions and bringing herself and her loved ones goodwill.

He had been going on about a certain book of sigils, one not written by Crowley. He looked at her, seeing her interest. "I'm sorry if I'm boring you. I get really into these things and sometimes I don't when to shut up." He laughed and closed the book. She took note of how he spoke with his hands, especially when he was excited.

"No, no, it's cute. Really, I love it. I also think it's interesting." His ears perked up when she said this. "Really? I think it is too. I admire the way he was able to harness his energy. I want to be able to do that. Have you ever wanted something so badly, that you willed it with your power? I think that's magical." Gwen wore a sly smirk on her face. She couldn't help but laugh, really. It was ironic that he was so oblivious.

"What? Why are you laughing?" He asked. This made her laugh even more. He was so adorable when he was this clueless. "Nothing, nothing. I'm just really glad that you're telling me about this." He was appeased by her flattery and prodded at her reaction no more.

After a few more minutes of magic talk, they retired to bed. Gwen had plucked a few books from his personal shelves and brought them to the large bed. One of them was the book of sigils Jimmy was holding earlier. It was written by a man named Rudolph Koch. She had never heard of him but felt a connection to the text. She flipped the book open and saw the array of sigils. The symbols were laid out with explanations of them underneath.

"Ooo, I really like this one. I think I'm going to steal it to use in my practice." She pointed to a circular symbol with three rings and a diamond on the inside. "That one symbolizes a person who is fully connected with their mind, body, and spirit. I reckon that would be good to use in a success spell." He said. She nodded, "I've never really used sigils. But I think this book would really help me get a good start." She said.

"You can borrow if you want. I don't really use it that much. I usually stick to my Crowley manuscripts." She smiled an appreciative grin and sat the book down.

They went over the other two books she picked out. One was a guide on green witchery and the other was a Crowley book. They were fascinating and gave her a lot of insight on how to use herbs.  After about an hour, they were finished reading. Gwen was growing tired after the long day of activities. She leaned back into the plush pillows and pondered their time together.

She looked over at him. He turned on his side and cuddled into her. She smiled small and reached an arm around him, pulling him closer. He wasn't asleep but she could tell he was ready to be. She moved lower in the blankets and drifted off. She hoped she would dream of today and the activities they indulged in.

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When Gwen woke she rolled over and was immediately startled by Jimmy leering over her. He was sitting on his knees, looking intently at her. "Well, good morning."

He smiled and wished her a good morning. "I had a most wondrous sleep. I hope you did as well." He said in his buttery smooth accent. This made her heart flutter. His words were dipped in gold. Even when he spoke the simplest of words it made her knees wobble.

"I would have made us breakfast already, but I didn't feel right leaving your side. I didn't want you to be confused when you awoke. And I reckoned making breakfast together would be a nice way to start the day." She sat up and wrapped her arms around him. They fell back into the mattress and she squealed in excitement.

She pulled away from their embrace and looked into his eyes. He was grinning ear to ear. This is the perfect way to start the day. With her in my arms and in my bed, he thought.

The pair slunk down the stairs and into the kitchen. Sunbeams burst through the window and painted the walls a bright shade of canary yellow. He put a record on in the living room and set it loud enough to trickle throughout the house. They started their breakfast and made small talk as they worked.

When they finally sat at the table, Jimmy had a pensive look on his face. He was deep in thought about Gwen and had been silent for minutes. She was puzzled by his silence because her mouth never stopped moving. She looked at his face in an attempt to gain access to his thoughts. When this didn't work she resolved to ask him. "What are you thinking about? You're always in that head of yours."

He looked at her, seemingly as if he'd forgotten she was there. "I'm thinking of you, of course," He started, "And how for some reason, I can't get you off my mind. You've been on it for some time now." His soft voice paired with the kind words made her head spin. She could feel herself falling so willingly and so fully for him.

"To think of it, I've been dreaming of you for years." He continued, "I remember you began to visit me when I turned 15. It was like clockwork, the way you came." He warmed her with his musings. She was surprised by this information.

I thought my love spells came to no avail. I thought I was stupid for attempting to manifest a person. But it worked! It worked!

She began to laugh. "Isn't that funny?" Was all she said.

The topic was dropped and they finished their breakfast in a comfortable quiet. Gwen sat back and enjoyed the last two tracks off the record spinning while he washed up. She wanted to go back to the water and play more music. Yesterday was so perfect, I wish we could do it again and again. If every day were like that one, I'd have no more worries. Just to spend all my time with him would be heaven.

-

She spent the next two days at Jimmy's Pangbourne home. They shared intimate details of their lives, played music, and spent many hours by the water. He even taught her a couple of songs on the guitar. The two had never felt happier or more at home with anyone before. Especially Jimmy, who had a habit of keeping few around.

When it came time for her to leave, they were distraught. "I don't want to go, but I've got to. I have two shoots today and I can't miss them." She stood from the couch, where they had been watching movies for the last couple of hours. He grabbed her hand, trying to pull her back down. "Can't you just stay for a little longer? You don't have to make the shoots." He pouted. She laughed at how pathetic he was being. "I can come back soon. I have to go to work, though. You know that, Jimmy." He frowned cartoonishly. This made her giggle.

That's all I needed to hear, he thought.

He lead her out to the driveway where her car was parked. "I promise, I will see you soon. I'll give you a call when I get back to my apartment. Then we can set up a time for me to come back." This brought a smile to his face once more, "I'll be waiting." She leaned in and gave him a long hug.

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