#it's NONSENSE but once you get a good groove for it i don't think it's so bad

[kibibarel]

any easy ways to get herba mystica?

nope!

good luck!

[kalgalen]

His vampiric vision paints his surroundings in vivid colors, lights shimmering and pulsating in time with the beat of his heart. His other senses give him the same insane level of feedback - hearing sharp and attentive, smells subtle and shifting but bringing a whole other layer of information with each breath. His prey is hiding, and hiding well at that; but he's being intentionally sloppy, leaving a trail of tracks that would have been entirely avoidable if he'd really not wanted to be found.

Daniel smiles, predatory. His eyes flash amber behind his tinted glasses; the hunt is on. He hums a nonsensical tune as he strolls through the near-empty streets, picking up the signs of his quarry passing through the same alleyways with ease. Here, a handprint on a wall, invisible to anyone human and inattentive. There, the memory of a shape in a drunkard's mind. A puddle of water, imperceptibly disturbed by someone stepping in it just a minute ago.

The trail is getting warmer, and Daniel allows himself a moment of satisfaction; he's turning out to be a good hunter. No, scratch that, fuck the pretend modesty: he's a great hunter. His maker will be proud.

He finds himself following the tracks into a dead end, and is stumped for a bit; the hints stop there, between three solid walls and himself. The rules are clear: no flying, no killing, no manipulating passerbys’ memories - at least, not yet. Daniel tests out the wall that's in front of him for grips in the stone; it is brick, and so doesn't lack grooves where someone's claws could find purchase. The scratches are old, though, and not at all in the shape of hands.

Daniel doesn't let it deter him. He breathes in - once to center himself, a second time to scan his surroundings - and here, here's the smell he's looking for. Strong now that he's paying attention to it, familiar, mouth-watering. He looks around, up, and finds a rusting ladder that has recently been pulled up into a fire escape stairway. He can't reach it by jumping but perhaps -

He turns again to the brick wall and fits his claws into disintegrating mortar, then starts climbing.

It isn't easy, and it isn't quick, but he makes his way to the top of the wall and hoists himself up to a sitting position. He takes a moment to marvel at his strength and endurance (not quite new anymore, but it's going to be a long time until the novelty wears out after years of slow physical decline) then carefully stands up and, in one smooth motion, leaps from the wall to the fire escape.

The noise the decaying metal makes as he slams into it makes him grimace, but he doesn't waste time, immediately pulling himself up and climbing the creaking steps, following the intoxicating scent of his prey. It leads him to the roof, and he knows he's reached his goal as soon as he reaches the top.

“Took you long enough,” Armand says by way of greeting. His back is turned to Daniel, and his voice is low - but Daniel hears him loud and clear, each syllable plucking at his attention like fingers on the strings of a guitar. He sighs, smiles easy and fond, and steps forward.

“Aw, were you getting bored?”

Armand half-turns his head. “No. Simply wondering if you'd gotten lost.”

“Ye of little faith,” Daniel chuckles. He's right behind Armand now, and it feels natural to wrap his arms around his maker's waist, to pull him closer. “Got you.”

“You did.” Armand sighs, and his body melts comfortably against Daniel's. His neck bends invitingly, and that's all the encouragement Daniel needs to set blunt teeth on the dark skin offered to him.

He breathes in his sire's scent, loses himself in it for a bit - Armand's smell, Armand's physicality, his presence - then lets his fangs drop slowly, until they're pressing against the tender flesh underneath.

“Well?” Armand says softly. “Claim your prize. Go on.”

Don't mind if I do, Daniel thinks, and although he can't hear his thoughts directly, Armand must feel them well enough. A shiver of anticipation runs through his narrow frame, and his hands cover Daniel's on his hips.

Daniel bites down; the blood floods his mouth, sweet and cool and sticky, sluggish like only a vampire's can be. He drinks slowly, savoring each gulp; so focused on his own enjoyment, he doesn't notice the way Armand has slumped against him until he can hear his maker's breath, coming short and quick, laced with desperate little moans.

“Oh, not bored, then.” Daniel smiles against the punctures he bit in Armand's throat. “Impatient.”

Armand tears himself away, then, and flips around. His eyes are twin flames in the muddy night of the city, dangerous and eager. Without a word, he crushes his mouth against Daniel's in a bruising, bloody kiss.

“I've waited long enough,” he snarls - before dragging them both down to the ground.

[savage-rhi]

Honestly, it's always a joy to see your post, original or reblogged, on my dash.

I will say it once more: EXQUISITE TASTE.

Also also, I forgot to ask: what about Carlos Oliveira from RE3 Remake?? Could he also be a blorbo you might find enjoyable???

@nemo-of-house-hamartia

Thank you for sponsoring and enabling my addictions and weirdness, Your Greatness (TM) 😂. Quick tangent: I'm excited to take this term off cause I have great drabble content/requests I've been wanting to play with (a couple good Ardyn ones too!!) and I can't wait to get back to some normalcy with my writing. As much as I love posting nonstop blorbo stuff, it's gonna be nice getting back into my groove.

As for 🎶CARLOS MAN OF LOVE🎶 I do find him very cute and handsome! I have yet to get bitten by the bug though and go off the deep end 😂. I think that's partially due to the fact he reminds me a lot of Chris--similar no nonsense soldier boy.

I love Chris as a character and think he's awesome, but I'm more drawn to fictional fellas that have a playful edge to them or don't take themselves too seriously unless they need to (in general militant-like guys put me off cause I grew up with male relatives in the army/marines...the culture definitely leaves an impression for better or worse lmao).

In Carlos's defense, he has playful moments in the remake which I fucking adore like these examples (and in general his partnership with Jill is fucking great, I love their dynamic):

To Jill about Nemesis: It's no zombie. It knows what it wants and won't stop til it gets it....Don't you like that in a man? Carrying Jill to safety: I got you Supercop! To Jill about crossing through the alley on fire: "...Maybe? I'm sure a tall drink of water like yourself can put out a few flames." and Jill telling him to fuck off after. Carlos: Way to go partner, one step ahead! Jill: Not your partner... Carlos: Okay, now the real shit begins *surrounded by zombies* Carlos: Alright now here's a weird fucking door! Carlos: Yeah...welcome Leon, I bet you had a kickass first day...*seeing the Welcome Leon sign in the RPD*

I love his dialogue in the remake. When I played RE3 with my partner, he quipped that Carlos's remarks sound like shit I would say in general and I think that's one of the reasons I like him so much.

I was put off by Carlos's character in the original (like with Luis too) and I very much enjoyed the changes that were made to them in their respective remakes. He definitely got better. The man can get it 💯

[upside-down-sock-drawer]

Hello and welcome to the 1989 Taylor's Version thoughts post. I'm putting all of this here because I know not all of my mutuals are swifties so this way I won't be spamming everyone's dash with my thoughts lol. I am writing all of this as I listen to it. It will be long. It is probably nonsense, you have been warned. Thoughts are under the cut.

Welcome To New York - The harmonies??? Hello?? Damn. The vocals feel a lot more raw. I loved this song to begin with. I love this one. DAMN THOSE VOCALS. 10/10 great start.

Blank Space - Gonna be honest, I didn't really like this song when it came out. Now, it's okay. Again, the vocals are way more raw. The old one was super synth-y and autotune? This one not so much. Not my favorite, but it good.

Style - This was my favorite song for sooo long. I have high expectations. The vocals again- damn. She doesn't emphasize the high notes like she did before. I am noticing a theme where the old tracks had a LOT of synth and these are kind of laying back on it.

Out Of The Woods - The backing vocals are way more clear?? Damn okay. She sounds so emotional what. HARMONIES OH WOW. The high harmonies in the chorus oh my god. Oh the bridge. Oh wow. Yep okay I love this. It hit hard.

All You Had To Do Was Stay - Okay okay it's getting redundant but god these vocals. They're so good what.

Shake It Off - I had to do dance routines to this song two separate times and I didn't want to do it either time. I don't like it now lmao. It's okay though. Again, I point out the lack of autotune.

I Wish You Would - I'm grooving so hard right now oml. It's so emotional but it's also incredibly groovy I love it. "It's all good" um girly are you sure?

Bad Blood - This was sooo overplayed when it came out. Vocals are super raw again. It's good though I don't hate it.

Wildest Dreams - I want to rap myself up in this song like a blanket and stay there for hours oh my god. I'm in love. There's nothing else to say.

How You Get The Girl - Ooh guitar. This is the first song I've heard distinctive guitar in. Honestly- not my favorite. It wasn't my favorite then and it isn't now. It's not bad, I'm just not a fan.

This Love - Ooh more guitar. This song is the kind that randomly gets stuck in my head and I don't really know that to do with it.

I Know Places - Oh god I love this song. Who knew running from the paparazzi could be such a fun song. OH WOW THAT SCREAM OKAY. THE HARMONIES. THE VOCALS. I'm grooving again I love this so much.

Clean - This is such an emotional song. I love it so much. It hits really hard for me. The raw vocals make it hit so much harder. I love this song. <3

Wonderland - Oh I'm grooving now. Ohhhh I love this. I don't usually like songs with Alice in Wonderland references because it's so special to me, but this one is okay I think. GODDAMN THEM VOCALS OKAY. Ohhhh vocalsssss. Okay I love this.

You Are In Love - This song makes me feel like I'm back floating in a quiet pond surrounded by little water flowers and little fish and frogs and a small waterfall. It's so nice <3

New Romantics - I love this song so much this better be good. She's really sticking with that theme of clearer vocals. Nothing sounds messed with at all. The chorus is... loud. I like it. It's pretty good.

VAULT TRACKS BABYYYY

"Slut!" - I was NOT expecting this to be so soft okay. Oh. Okay. Wow. I want to cry. "It might be worth it for once" Oh wow. That hit so hard.

Say Don't Go - Okay this is kind of what I expected. It's pretty good honestly. I can't tell if I should be crying or dancing. Oooh this is emotional. I like it. Vocalllls. It's good.

Now That We Don't Talk - This is more fast paced than I thought it would be. Lower register yessss I love it when she does this. OH WOW the lyrics are- oh wow. THIS BRIDGE OH WOW. Usually her songs fade out but this one just stopped so abruptly. I like it. I like it a lot.

Suburban Legends - Oooh I like this vibe. "You kiss me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever" OH GOD. Oh wow these lyrics. This hits so hard oh my god. "I broke me own heart cause you were too polite to do it" WHAT. Oh my god. I love this.

Is It Over Now? - I am preparing to cry. Oooh that intro that's interesting. This sound sounds very Out Of The Woods esq. OH WOW LYRICS OKAY. OKAY THAT'S AN OUT OF THE WOODS REFERENCE. WHAT WHAT THESE LYRICS WHAT HOLD ON. I need to process this oh my god. That's- that's a lot. This song is so good but oh my god that's a lot to unpack.

OVERALL

I love this album. It's absolutely amazing. The common theme that I found was all of the vocals were wayy more raw than the original. They also really laid back on the synth, which makes it feel way more like a pop album than an indie album which is the vibe I got from the original. All in all, 10/10 I will be listening to this for the nex few months.

[beatlebug987]

Album of the Week: emails i can't send fwd: by Sabrina Carpenter

Hi! So lately I've been listening to at least one new album a week, and I decided why not document my thoughts as I do so? I'm gonna go track by track and list my thoughts on the songs maybe with a general album ranking at the end!! I started listening to this, got two songs in, then decided to write this and have also heard a few songs before so that's why some of my thoughts are more chaotic than the others LOL.

ALSO ALL OF THIS IS JUST MY OPINION!! PLEASE DON'T ATTACK ME TvT

(Fun fact, I used to listen to quite a bit of Sabrina Carpenter when I was younger when she was a Disney Channel kid. It's interesting how different her music is now compared to the stuff she used to make.)

Track 1: emails I can't send - It's nice! I like that it's short and I also like the strings that come in later. The transition to Vicious is nice as well.

Track 2: Vicious - I like this one quite a bit. It's catchy. The hit at the end is very pleasing to my ears LOL.

Track 3: Read your Mind - WOAH that beginning threw me off LOL. OKAYYY DANCEY BEAT. This is a jam. I'm vibing with this one. 💃🕺AGAIN WITH THE STRINGSSS.

Track 4: Tornado Warnings - Interesting word flow. Okay drums. SHE SPITTIN OKAY SABRINA. WOAHHH SON OF A BITCH. Kinda think she should've called this song Lying to My Therapist instead of Tornado Warnings LOL. That's a fun one. Kinda bland, but still good!

Track 5: because I liked a boy - I've already heard this song, but I do really like it. I like that it starts slow and then gets more intense as it goes on. TELL ME WHO I AMMM GUESS I DON'T HAVE A CHOICEEEEEE ALL. BECAUSE. I. LIKEDDDD. A. BOYYYY. Solid song.

Track 6: Already Over - INSTANT JAM OKAYYY. THIS BEAT. WOAH. THE CLAPSSSSS. AURGH. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO CLOSE THE DOOR WHEN I STILL NEED THE CLOSURE??? WHATHUUTFYGU WOAH OKAY DAMN. Slowing down on okayyy. CLAPS AGAIN. YEEEE. I LIKE THIS. I wished it had a bit more going on, but it was still a jam. I LIKE MY BED BUT IT LIKES YOU TOOOOO AAAA.

Track 7: how many things - "You used a fork once/It turns out forks are fuckin' everywhere" GIRL WHAT??? HUH???? WHAT DOES THAT- OH WHATGYUFHGY. So this song isn't about forks, okay. OH WAIT I GET THAT FIRST LINE NOW LOL. IT THREW ME OFF THO. ~HARMONIESSSS~ OOF. Damn alright. Now it's sad :( I like that it doesn't have many instruments. Makes it sadder. Yowch. That's my final thought on this one.

Track 8: bet u wanna - Okay cowboy. Nope, not cowboy. THAT BEAT OKAY. OOoo🕺This reminds me of something. Maybe a bit of Dua Lipa? It's vibey though. A bit boring to me tbh... it's fun, but like, not much to focus on.

Track 9: Nonsense - I've also heard this one before. (Kinda hard to not have) I enjoy it. It's fun. Ble Blah Bleee. I think I also listened to the Christmas version of this one she made and was like "WOAH THAT'S DIRTY" lol. Lookin at you got me thinkin ~nonsense~.

Track 10: Fast Times - Okayyyy. Pianoooo~ Alrightttt jammy. Vibing with this one. F BOMB. Strings once again. GUITAR?? IS THAT GUITAR CUZ IT'S AWESOME. Pretty fun one.

Track 11: skinny dipping - Guitarr~ weird word flow again. She's talking more than singing. Does she actually have a sister named Shannon?? Alright. Not much happening in this one LOL. I just realized I turned on the deluxe version haha. Trumpet.

Track 12: Bad for Buisness - Like this one already I think. WHA. Okay beat. OOO. ALRIGHT. Grooving to this one. YEEEEEEE. \o/ BAAADD FOR BUISNESSS~ I like this. She's Down bad for this guy. Waaaaaaa. AA the layered vocals.

Track 13: decode - Aight. She should go to bed if she's so tired. This one's pretty chill. Nope there's a bit of a beat. Hm. Not much to say on this one LOL. SHE LOVES STRINGS MY GOODNESS (THAT'S POSITIVE I LIKE STRINGS). I've noticed that I can still tell it's the same person I used to listen to when I was younger, but she's definitely evolved. That doesn't make the most sense, but yk.

Track 14: opposite - Guitarrr again. WORD FLOW AGAIN. Damn, he doesn't like her blue eyed stare. Alright layered vocals again. Ooh? change in the instrumental. alright adding some things. Ehh?? Not much to say on this one.

Track 15: Feather - I've heard this one before ofc, and - because I'm basic - I really like it LOL. Very radio pop. It's so fun. AAAAHH~ WITH YOU OUT MY LIFE~~! Very jammy. I'm so sorry for your loss!🤪 \o/ Very fun song.

Track 16: Lonesome - COWBOY AGAIN. YEEEHAWW. Alrighttt. F BOMB. She's not wrong; you cannot spell lonesome without me. OO vocals. WHY IS IT LIKE COWBOY MUSIC. IT'S KINDA FUNNY LOL. MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I'M IN A WESTERN. Twangy. I like this one. YEEEEEEEHAWWWWWW.

Track 17: things I wish you said - Last track. Okayyyy she really likes guitar. Hmm. This kinda reminds me of characters in my fanfic LOL. Just a little. Aw. Damn you should clean your room if it's so hairy. I like this one. It's sad but not like super slow sad.

Final thoughts/rating

I enjoyed it! I really think her upbeat and peppy songs are the best ones and the sad slow ones got a little boring after a while. Overall, I'd give it a... hmm I suck at rating things lol um... 5/10??? IDK. It had some good ones and some ones I wasn't the biggest fan of. My favorite songs were probably Feather, because I liked a boy, Bad for Buisness, andddd lonesome I think.

[bitch1986miami]

Chores / "To Do List" & "Looking Back" 📜

I'm having my pitcher of strawberry smoothie, now.

My back stings a little in the groove.

I will probably do a gentle chair exercise for like 1/2 hour.

I need to easily do dishes, though am a little worn but better.

I have "Andre Rieu" on my YouTube collection, now.

I will cook Every Plate or Hello Fresh, maybe one with just 2 and not 4 left, now.

I may have to lie down after the strains of what happens in my kitchen.

Hopefully, sometime after before morning when the flies return I will put up fancy contemporary architecture window coverings, like a film that's like a very deep silvery color, like an offices building, which I always saw my dad in. I'll cover my living area of my "studio" apartment and probably the kitchen window. I like seeing the train out my bathroom window, which is tiny.

Tomorrow, I should walk to print out labels, at the little library, to return things to Amazon at the store, I think! Then, I can get food from the church food drive and monthly produce giveaway, using some suitcase of some sort, using my $50 Disabled bus pass. I could not walk before but may be better tomorrow since I'm able to cook more, now.

My toes are already a little pinched or feel dry and hard. I guess the chair exercise for seniors will help. This one lady seems to have an endless amount.

I have many mail meal kits left to cook, many things not spoiled. I get a new set Wednesday and should afford 2 more, so, enough. I'm returning even a coat and pants, so that may be like $100 after the original up to maybe around $300. Most or many may be due Thursday to get mailed, the 5th of October. I may get even $30 more back otherwise. Also, if I get my apartment clean, I can ask someone to come in, need to be able to clean grease all over, and maybe get compensation for my kitchen sink being neglected. I also need to call about the Lejeune compensation, hard time asking if I can get it signed online. I think it was like the 3rd week of September.

I miss August, the month after Maastricht, but I still lacked money. September my drain was clogged and neglected etc. So, I was still hungry and am just recovering. I don't know what's wrong with September that got me so worn if I already was hungry. I guess I expected it to work out in September, August rolled by. I am big now and before was skinny. I do know the people monitoring me in private were in a rush to lay me out and get me to be hungry and eat later, which makes you fat later and slows your metabolism down. They were making fun of me, too, no reason I was told. Maybe, they are mad when I don't feel like facing the day and lack things like the food I like probably. I don't eat traditional breakfast, anymore, not what they slap on the plate here in the US when I was a kid. I don't have time for this nonsense no one else suffers unless it's their fault or someone else's. I can tell now they do stress me out, but I'm getting better. This is not a good example of how to move on in life regarding them being "weak links" as who they are not just what they do, like once in awhile.

I may lie down now and then do the gentle chair seated workout for seniors.

[titanicfreija]

Sunny scoped out her friends, trying to pick an angle for a good entrance so she could surprise them. She picked under-over, going through the doorway under the clubhouse and up to join them.

Harmony wore her Guardian Games shell, a piece that made her look like she was wearing a hawk shaped hat and nothing else, and it waved comically when she turned to see Sunny on approach.

"Hey! You did it! She did it! Whatever!" cheered This One in his crucible counter. "I know that's been a long time in the wait!"

Sunny was going to brag about how hard she worked for it, the Taken damage, and the force of will... but once again, it felt less like Freija's triumph and more like Sunny's selfish demand.

Harmony laughed. "You're learning to use it well-- your ears just drooped! What's wrong? Got rough on the quest? You guys fight when things get tough."

Sunny didn't notice her ears, but she was glad it was coming naturally enough. "Yeah. It took days," she admitted. "I'm so proud of her but it feels like I asked her to hurt herself for a silly shell."

"Nonsense," laughed Harmony. "How many days?"

"Total? Fighting? Maybe two. Nearly a hundred fifty deaths. And a Taken infection on her Ascendent self."

"Tch!" This One declared. "Here, let's put it this way-- how long does it take her to die one hundred and fifty times in the crucible?"

Sunny had to think about it. "If it's... On an average day, in a five minute match on six-sets... Maybe... Ten?"

"So that's fifteen showdown matches. Marco could do it in an afternoon, Freija can almost keep up with him. She's dealt with worse for literal sport." This One stretched his shell. "I don't like it but I'd wear it just for bragging rights. What do you mean Taken infection?"

"I think it was like... her arm got splashed with that napalm fire stuff the Taken knights spray.

"Does she have an Ascendent self?"

"As much as anyone does," Sunny said.

"Have you been practicing?" asked Harmony. "It's a lot more subtle than your usual, but you're using it ably. I can tell you've already adjusted the way you're supposed to wear it. The ears are supposed to slide into that groove."

"It's too tight," complained Sunny. "You know what I mean," she added when they both tilted at her. "I can't express myself when they're actually attached."

"I want to ask if the napalm hurt but of course it did," said This One. "Is she okay?"

"We had to get it smothered by some Techeuns. It left a pretty nasty scar."

Both Harmony and This One rocked backward and pulled their shells closed. "Oh wow," murmured Harmony.

"She thought it was pain lingering from the repeated deaths," Sunny mumbled. She felt her ears falling back. "She says it was worth it."

Both the other Ghosts relaxed and This One spun his shell. "Good. Then it was. Do you like it? It's strange to see you not flinging your pieces everywhere."

Harmony giggled when Sunny bounced at him irritably. "She's still doing it, she just sent her ears up six inches!"

This One seemed unduly distracted, and Sunny tried not to mind. "So Taken fire works like napalm?"

"If you get enough of it on you, apparently so." Sunny wiggled her ears consciously, watching the light on the wall. "It hurt her for a while, before Thomas helped direct us to the Dreaming City. They could only make it burn out faster. She's okay."

"We're happy for you! I'm impressed! Kelly said no."

"I'm not interested," chuckled This One. "But Marco would laugh me out of this universe if I asked him to get me one, unless it came out of the crucible. And didn't take any extra work. I know he'd quit after he got burned. He'd probably quit once it started hurting when he woke up!"

"I couldn't get her to!" cried Sunny. "She even-- normally when she feels like she has to do stuff, she gets so whiny, but she kept trying to hold it off! And she started crying at one point and tried to hide it! And I couldn't get her to stop, I could hardly get her to take a break! And she would get angry and wouldn't yell about it or anything! I didn't know what to do to help, but it felt like she was crushing herself."

"Sounds like she grew up a lot," observed Harmony. "I'm proud for you."

"Thank you. We got another to reshade, we're pleased with it. How is everyone else?"

"Marco has been a nightmare of a toxic sorry sport in the events," gushed This One. "I hate when he gets gross with it but I can't deny the pride. He gets positively monstrous."

"Kelly has been in Neomuna, actually. She doesn't like the Games. We're making fabulous progress with the crafted gun we got from the Throne World and strand and those gloves."

"Oooh."

First Hall

First Hall 2

Centurion

Centurion 2

Infinity

Failure

Last stage

Victory

Hard time (med)

Something wrong (med)

Forced Healing (med)

Admiring (short)

Showing the Chatter Club (short) <-

Showing Caiatl (short)

Last one (short)

[purplerose244]

My thoughts on Seabound!!! 🌊🌊🌊 (2/4)

SPOILERS ALERT!!!

For now, nothing to complain about! We got Nya, we got MAYA AND RAY, we got GILES PANTON BACK A LEGO SHOW!!! 😍😍😍

Of course now I'm definitely curious about what the story is really about, like I'm guessing Wojira will wake up at some point so... Great Devourer all over again maybe? 😅 Idk, for now I just wanna enjoy Nya having her moment 🥳

Alright, here we go!

GENERAL THOUGHTS

New alert for reader, during the Nexo Knights period I was and still am the hugest Clay fan. Now that his voice is in this season I might scream more than necessary... keep that in mind 😅

I love the humor in this, all random but still kinda clever 😂😂 Maybe I'm biased because I love Jay but still 🤷‍♀️

I really like the design of the marine world, very cool!! 🌊🌊🌊

I guess I'm not really seeing any big plot twist moment for now? Ninjago seasons have history of basing seasons on a "we need to prevent this event from happening but it will happen anyway", so I can see Wojira waking up no matter what 🤷‍♀️

I wonder if that will be shocking? Usually when this situation happen, someone makes a major sacrifice (Zane with the Overlord, sensei Garmaron with Chen, again sensei G with the Preeminent...). Maybe Maya? I DON'T WANT THAT 😭 But I am curious, everything is going nicely and I'm not sure what it will bring! 🤩 I'M EXCITED SO LET'S GO!!!

THE WRATH OF KALMAAR

So this is the name of Clay's new incarnation, neat! 👍

Okay really, for having a season lately the main character just can't help but be trapped by the villain: kinda Zane in the ICE Chapter, Jay in Prime Empire, Cole in Master of the Mountain... we can call it a tradition at this point 🤷‍♀️

Giant serpent, yadda yadda, I wonder if we're gonna address the Great Devourer at some point? Not mandatory, but the reference would be very cool 🤩

Clay's new incarnation is a prince I- *hyperventilates in awe*

Nya playing dumb lol, I don't know if that's personal experience as she used to get kidnapped a lot in the past or she just have too many idiots in her life 😂

ALSO ANOTHER BEST GIRL'S SMIRK

NYA YOU'RE TOO MUCH ILY ❤💙❤💙

Jay I love that you're so worried about Nya but maybe try NOT TO DIE? YOU'RE WITH LLOYD AND ZANE YET YOU'RE THE ONE GOING FOR THE SACRIFICE WTH?? 😱 But he's worried about his cool GF I kinda get it, also he didn't do it so good...

WHAT. THE. HECK.

WHO ARE YOU OH MY FIRST SPINJITZU MASTER YOU'RE ADORABLE I WANNA KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU YOU ABSOLUTE CUTIE 🤩🤩🤩

So Giles is doomed to voice LEGO characters with daddy issues 😂 That being not having a dad at all or having one that is... a good guy? Idk he seems chill with the surface at first glance, I wonder what's the story of this family

Maya reminds of my mom, she also mentions her work a lot and I study the same thing. But she doesn't want to brag, it gets annoying but she just wants to give me advice. It's nice to see actually 👍 Also Ray reference NEAT ❤❤❤

Wow, if any child-parent couple of this show was doomed at going semi Emperor's New Groove style, I would've bet on Ed and Jay honestly 😅

Oh HECK yes I knew that with my water girls things were BOUND to get cool �� ... yeah I know where the door is *goes away*

JAY NO WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT TRYING TO DIE STOP DOING WHAT YOU'RE DOING!!! 😱😱😱

My GOSH that scared the crap out of me 😅 Jay honey we have too many deaths in this team, you're not helping... BUT YOU POWERED AN ENTIRE SHIP BECAUSE YOU LOVE NYA AND YOU DIDN'T DIE AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BLUEBELL 💙💙💙

They were all so worried, I love this ninja family so freaking much 💜💜💜 Also better not tell this one to his GF 😂

And Bluebell?

Welcome to the "change eye color because of elemental power" team! WE GOT ANOTHER ONE I LOVE WHEN IT HAPPENS!!! 😍😍😍

Awww, Zane letting Jay be the captain, that was so cute of him 💕

Another great episode! Doing great so far but I still wonder if we got into the main story. Feels like there should be more, well we got time! Next one! 😊

LONG LIVE THE KING

Sooooo... that's one very telling title 😅 If we're going full Lion King on this one, I think I know where this is going 😵

Maya: Don't they know that metal taste terrible?!? (Again feels like Kai could say something like this 😂)

FINALLY NYA USING FREAKING WATER POWERS UNDER THE SEA!!! Thank you Maya for saying out loud what we were all thinking 👌👌

NINJA TO THE RESCUE!!!

Pff, okay, the fact that Kalmaar is all evil and cruel and then he gets startled like that, it's kind or adorable! 💕 Honestly Giles got such a deep voice, with Clay it was firm warm and reassuring, here we got plain devious and I ADORE it 😍😍😍

Maya come on don't doubt your daughter 😅 But I like her, and if she knew Nya they way we all do she wouldn't doubt that she could make it every time 😎

Yeah I was right, the king seems chill... oww I fear what's coming then 😳

Okay, so Kalmaar thinks that the world should go back to be lead by them like in the past, while the king just wants peace with the surface. And as we know, no drama no season so...

Yep, saw the death coming 😅

WHOA DID NOT SEE THAT LITTLE BLAME ACT COMING KALMAAR IS SO EVIL!!!... with a glorious voice but still (Rose focus on something that is not that godlike voice, you can do it 💪💪)

THE OLD ONE TWO I LOVE THIS SO MUCH COMBO ATTACK!!! 🌊❄🌊❄

Awww Benthomaar is actually really cute, he's so worried about his father 😢 And he's adopted apparently? I wanna know the story!!! 🤩🤩

Yep, there's the reason why Zane got a mask even though he doesn't need one, it completes his attire 😂😂😂 My gosh how I love this nindroid ❄

Did... did Jay just say phooey? Dude Ducktales ended a while ago but I'm still not over it 😭

I said it once before I'll say it again, Ninjago is really REALLY good at making death scenes. Like, omg, I genuinely felt sorry for them 😢😢 I also really liked that the king didn't ask to be avenged, he still wanted peace and he asked his son to protect the ninja and he cried actual tears...

MY HEART WTH 😭😭😭 So we're adding this to the real tears moments of the show, with Jay crying over pie, Zane with the flashback of his dad, Jay crying over Nya and Lloyd thinking the ninja are gone... my world this show is angsty 🙂

Third startle for prince Kalmaar, I love the gag 😂 Oh wait, king Kalmaar 🤷‍♀️

Okay, we got a coup, the ninja running away because they got framed, Benthomaar is most likely going to join them or at least help them, I guess Wojira will come out at some point while... Kai, Ray and Cole are still playing videogames? 😅

THIS IS GETTING COOL I WONDER WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT AAAAHHH HECK YES THERE IS THE HYPE!!! 😍😍😍

Although I hope we get more stuff with Nya and Maya, that's what I like 🤩

ESCAPE FROM MERLOPIA

I'm good at English and I can follow most of it, but the fantasy names are tricky so I didn't get before that this was the name of the place 😅 It's nice, at least it's not another Atlantis 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

LLOYD I SWEAR TO YOUR GRANDPA IF YOU TRY TO DIE AGAIN 😱

NYA YOU ARE NOT A GOOD SUBSTITUTE NONE OF YOU ARE OMG 😱😱

Ah, there he is, my new son Benthomaar 💙 He is so lovable already, I know nearly nothing about him and I like his character already a lot! He could relate with all of the ninja really, but maybe with Jay the most? They were both adopted after all 🤔🤔

*scribble note for a fanfic for later if this doesn't come up in the season*

Alright moving on 😗

I am so happy Nya gets a season, Kelly got a great emotional range that doesn't come out often in my opinion, but with a full introspection of water goddess we are all blessed by her voice acting 😍

Gotta say, admitting that Bentho didn't have to help them to answer the usual 'Can we trust him' question is pretty reasonable, like, better than other stupid answers 😅

Also don't mind me

Just screenshotting by ship 💙❤💙❤

Somehow lately we are letting Jay do the talking and I both hate and LOVE the fact 😂😂 Plain Bluebell nonsense, heck yes that's my jam👌👌

MAYA IS SO COOL OMG 🤩🤩

I literally can't not laugh at the startle gag with Kalmaar 😂

LLOYD WHAT DID I JUST SAY ABOUT SELF SACRIFICING!! PLEASE IT'S NOT EVEN YOUR SEASON!! 😱😱😱😱

Aww Jay is still the Captain, nice! Wonder if it's giving him Skybound flashbacks... I hope not considering all he went through that time, poor Sparky 😅😅

ARE THOSE LITTLE WU ROCKETS?? 🤯

Can we skip a season and hang out with Pixal one time? I really wanna know how she organizes her free time to create these things 😍😍😍

THANK YOU LLOYD FOR NOT DYING ONCE AGAIN, MUCH APPRECIATED!!! 💚💚💚 My green bean needs a vacation... they all do 😅

THEY ARE

SO BEAUTIFUL 💙🌊💙🌊

Alright, back to the island hoping Kalmaar will not track us and follow us so he can get to the place and discover the amulet 🙂

Are we not calling the others? I miss my flame babe and Rocky ❤🖤❤🖤 Also RAY WATCHA DOIN I WANNA KNOW EVERYTHING 🤩🤩

THE TALE OF BENTHOMAAR

Wait what? Shark boy backstory? SHARK BOY BACKSTORY?!? 👀👀👀

Wow, I see that Kalmaar didn't change a thing growing up, still the same gonna-be-a-villain 😂 Of course his voice got a lot deeper and cool and okay you know I love his voice moving on

I find it kinda funny that Kalmaar is so focused on royal blood and superiority, while Clay was basically a farm boy who worked his way up. Giles knows how to get the character no matter what 😍

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

BABY BENTHOMAAR AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

The king seems like such a good pers- fish- creature 😅 Now I'm double sad that he died, my world, why do I always care so fast, it's not healthy in this show where everyone could die 😰😰

I'M SORRY IS THAT KAI'S HAIR??? 😂😂😂 I LITERALLY CAN'T LOOK AWAY WTH I DON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS

Literally every frame of Benthomaar makes me love him even more 😢

Interesting that we got an academic villain, he kinda reminds me of Clouse in a way, maybe even Harumi since she studied her way to her plan as well? I like that we got a bit of personality too!

Using your little bro for your own purpose... it's very evil but kinda also brotherly like 😂

Benthomaar really gives me that very PRECIOUS vibe, kinda the perfect son but also a naive and unaware BABY 💙

LEGO HUG 🤩🤩 Not exactly reciprocated but still 😅

Ooohhh, so this is how he found the temple! I like this, it shows that Bentho is most likely physically stronger than Kalmaar, while evil brother is focused on brain and studies. They are planned differently, I like it! 😚😚

Ouch, peer pressure... sibling pressure? Eh you get what I mean 😂

POOR BENTHO 😭😭😭 YOU GOT THE NINJA NOW DON'T WORRY WE'RE NEVER GONNA LEAVE YOU ALONE YOU PRECIOUS SHARK BABY!! 🦈🦈🦈

Bentho: will I really fit in with you guys? Do you really understand how I feel?

Lloyd: Jay was adopted, Nya's parents were gone most of her life, Zane lost his father while mine turned evil

Bentho(tearing up): yeah that can work

Okaaaaayyyyy, I like that we got a bit of backstory for Bentho too! We didn't get much for Vanya in Master of the Mountain, which is the only thing I was sad about (very little detail, AMAZING season 🖤🖤🖤), nice to see it here!!

But I really want more Nya and Maya interactions, I hope we'll soon get to them again!! 😍😍😍

Alright, getting somewhere here! I'm very curious about what's next 🤩🤩

[secretlywritingstories]

Missing the stereo shows | 21.04.2021

*This is a fic, not an actual transcript of a Dan and Phil stereo show*

Dan: I miss it, you know?

Phil: What?

Dan: It's, like, I'm not sure but these past eight weeks have given me something solid. Something EASY to focus on. Just show up, turn it on, have a vague idea about what the hell is going on and then just press play. Audience ready. Job simple.

Phil: Yeah?

Dan: And it's like I was genuinely concerned in the beginning, you remember? That whole I build it up in my head too much and I get all tied up.

Phil *giggling*: Tied up?

Dan: *snort* Yeah. But once we got through the first couple ones, I just remembered.

Phil: How much you love working with me?

Dan: I mean, no. Or, well, of course. You literally know that, Phil. But this groove of feeling productive, like you're getting stuff done. Like I have a-

Phil: Purpose in life?

Dan: -purpose in... Alright, that's creepy. Get out of my brain, Lester. Right this second.

Phil *delighted*: Nope.

Dan: *giggling* You're impossible.

Phil: Of course, anything else would be boring. But what you're saying is that the stereos gave you gaming video vibes.

Dan *loud*: OH MY GOD. That's literally it. How did you do that?!

Phil: Didn't we just establish that I was in your brain? *chuckling*

Dan: Yeah, sure, but christ. That's actually it. How did you just put it into words like that. It did FEEL like sitting down to film a gaming video, like the set task, an hour of consistent work, turning up the bants. Wait, does that mean I miss the gaming videos too? Why? We game literally almost every day, well, not now with actual box hell and having to log all of them across London, but...

Phil: It's the connection, I think. It's why I liked it a lot and like my YouTube videos. Like this relatively quick contact, you know? Get an idea, film it, edit, upload. Bam. one week.

Dan: *laughing* I was never that fast and you know it, but you definitely were. As expected by the great Philip Micheal Lester.

Phil: Why are you full naming me? That feels weird.

Dan *whispering*: Better get used to it, PHILIP. You could start going by that and being the most powerful Philip in the UK now, you know.

Phil: Stooop. That's mean.

Dan: *shrugging* You're right. You were always the most powerful Philip here, from the moment you were born.

Phil: Sucking up will get you nowhere, you still need to get the last box from outside.

Dan: But I'm sweaty and tired. And this... box couch is so comfortable.

Phil: You know, you're not supposed to sit on those. What if we have something delicate in there?

Dan: *snicking* Like what? Panties?

Phil: Dan!

Dan: Right, right, the opposite of delicate then. So

[javelon]

A Friend In Need

Chase leaned back against his chair with a sigh. He had just spent all morning and most of the afternoon editing videos for Jack while the YouTuber was occupied preparing for Con season. Chase was more than happy to lend a hand to help ease Jack's stress. Though as Chase stretched his aching back and shoulders he realized he may need to get a new chair if he was going to be editing videos for hours at a time.

"You're getting old, Brody." Chase mumbled to himself, groaning as his back gave a satisfying pop, "Mmm that's a bit better."

Giving his shoulders another mini stretch he reached for his phone, taking it off silent. When he got in the groove with video editing it helped to not be distracted so he usually silenced his notification sounds. Unsurprisingly he had a couple texts that he replied to then doubled checked he hadn't missed any other texts. Hmm looked like he was good though he realized as he looked through old messages that he hadn't heard from you for a couple days. Odd...he usually heard from you at least once a day.

Maybe you were having a bad day and hadn't felt like talking to anyone. Chase understood what that was like. He was doing a lot better with his depression but he still had days from time to time where the world was just too much. 

Yea that was probably it. Chase quickly scrolled through his saved pictures until he came across a cute supportive animal gif that he knew you'd like and sent it to you along with a little message asking if you were ok.

That done he ventured to the kitchen in search of food, giving Henrik a smile when they made eye contact.

"Hitting the coffee already, doc? What would Y/N say?" Chase teased, watching Henrik fill up his thermos with the fresh brewed coffee.

"Zhey'd tell you to mind your ovn business, Brody." The doctor scowled at him. 

Chase grinned and tossed an apple from the fruit bowl at Henrik, chuckling at the doctor's yelp of surprise even though the doctor had successfully caught the fruit. And without spilling his coffee too. "Here take this too. Doctors say a single apple is equal to a cup of coffee in terms of keeping you awake."

Henrik frowned at the apple then up at him, "Vho told you zhat?"

"You did, doc."

Chase smiled when Henrik blinked at him, "See? I do listen to your advice. I just don't always follow it."

The doctor huffed at him, though Chase saw a hint of a smile, "Speaking of Y/N, haffe you heard from zhem today? Zhey haffen't been by in days and I know you tvo text often." Henrik swiftly switched the subject.

Chase's smile dimmed and he looked down at his phone, "I haven't heard from them since the other day. I sent them a text a little bit ago but it only says delivered next to the text."

"Hmmm." Henrik frowned in concern, "Perhaps ve should check on zhem? I'm zure zhey are fine but it can't hurt to check. It's not uncommon for us to get patients in zhe hospital vho vere alone for days at home, too injured or zick to call for help."

The alarm must have showed Chase's face as Henrik was quick to say, "I'm zure zhey are fine! But ve'd feel better if ve checked, ja?"

Panic now simmering under his skin Chase nodded, turning to leave the kitchen, "Yea yea I'll go check on them."

"Do you vant me to come vith you?" The doctor called after him.

Waving him off, Chase shoved on his jacket and shoes, grabbing his keys from the hooks near the door, "No I'll be fine. I'll call you if I need you!"

Henrik's "Zou better!" was muffled by the closing door as Chase hurried to his car. He's sure Henrik was right and you were fine. But you only lived a few minutes away and he would feel better seeing for himself. His knee bounced and his fingers drummed on the steering wheel every time he had to stop for a light or pedestrian. Good grief was everyone and their mother out today?? Chase gave a sigh of relief when he finally pulled into your drive, several minutes later than he had been hoping. Shaking himself, Chase climbed out of the car and located the extra key you'd given him on his keyring. He had insisted at the time it wasn't necessary but now he was glad to have it.

Unlocking the door and stepping inside he found most of the lights were on though the house was silent.

"Y/N?" He called. The silence bothered him. You almost always had the TV on or the radio playing music. Said it helped you not feel so lonely when you were stuck at home all day.

His ears strained to hear any hint of talking or music in the house. Where were you? "Y/N you here, dude?"

Venturing further in, he wrinkled his nose when he noticed an unpleasant smell. What on earth was that? You had the nose of a blood hound and thus hated bad smells, especially in your home. Following his nose he came to the kitchen where a pile of old dish towels caught his attention. 

"Oh fuck!" Chase whispered with a harsh gasp, already fishing out his phone, his eyes not leaving the pile of bloody towels on the floor. 

"Hello?"

"Hen I need you! I can't find Y/N and there's a pile of blood soaked towels on their kitchen floor!" Chase cried, backing out of the kitchen and keeping his eyes peeled for you.

"Vhat?! I'll be zhere in a few!"

A sudden click told Chase the doctor had hung up, likely already out the door. Now that help was on the way Chase needed to find you.

"Y/N?? Answer me please!" 

Damnit! Every room he entered was empty! You weren't in the living room, your bedroom, you weren't even in the bathroom! Heart thundering in his chest, Chase opened the door to the last room, the spare bedroom that you always kept setup for him and the other egos, for when they needed a break for a day or two.

"Y/N!!" Chase cried, seeing your body sprawled on the floor. He quickly knelt next to you, gently turning you from your side to your back, eyes frantically scanning for where you were injured.

You groaned when he moved you and he could have wept in relief, "Y/N! I need you to open your eyes please! Where are you hurt??"

It took several long seconds for you to slowly peel your eyes open, blinking up at him in confusion. "Ch'se? S'wrong?" You mumbled.

"I came to check on you when I realized I hadn't heard from you in days and I found you like this! What happened?? Where are you injured? Wait don't get up!" Chase kept a firm grip on your shoulders as you tried to rise. 

"I'm injured? I don't feel injured..." You murmured, rubbing at your eyes and looking down at yourself.

Chase's eyes widened in barely concealed panic, "You don't remember? I'm glad I found those bloody towels then!"

You looked up at him, a frown on your lips, "Bloody towels?"

He nodded, "On the kitchen floor! I saw them when I came in. Don't worry though, Hen's on his way. He'll patch you up!" He smiled at you through his panic.

You chewed on your lip, looking like you were thinking hard before your eyes widened, "Oh! Oh Chase hun that wasn't my blood."

Chase froze, "What?"

You gave him a gentle smile, "It wasn't mine. Here." You sat up, Chase hovering his hands over you in case you collapsed. You placed your hand on his chest, pushing gently to make him sit back then pointed at a spot behind him, "This is why you haven't heard from me."

Chase followed your finger to a cloth covered box he hadn't noticed before, an electrical cord coming out from under the blanket and connecting to the outlet in the wall. He looked back at you confused, "A box? That's why you didn't answer your text?"

You shook your head at him and smiled wider, "What's in the box is what kept me busy, dork. Look." 

You sat up on your knees and carefully pulled back the blanket a bit. Chase peered inside and gasped. In the box was your sleeping cat and 5...no 6 teeny tiny kittens. 

"She went into labor yesterday around 4 am. Three of these little guys came backwards so I had to help pull them out. She birthed the last one this afternoon. I must have fallen asleep shortly after making sure they were all clean and nursing properly."

Chase looked at you in surprise, "I honestly forgot she was having kittens soon. Were you awake with her the whole time?" 

"Of course. Had to be ready for complications which we had unfortunately." You smiled down at the kitties, "But everyone looks healthy and happy which is all I can ask for. Poor mama girl. So sleepy after delivering so many babies."

Warmth replaced the last of Chase's panic as he watched you coo softly at your now awake mama cat. Though you both snapped your heads to the doorway when the front door slammed open.

"Chase?? Y/N?? Vhere are you??" Henrik's voice called.

Chase was quickly on his feet and down the hallway holding up a finger to his lips when he finally made eye contact with the doctor, "Shhh it's ok Henrik it's ok. False alarm, sorry."

Fear and concern was replaced with anger and confusion on Henrik's face, "Vhat do zou mean false alarm??"

Giving him an apologetic grin Chase replied, "I just found Y/N and found out what happened a couple minutes ago. Sorry I didn't get a chance to call you. Her cat had her kittens yesterday morning and Y/N had fallen asleep after being up with her kitty the whole time."

Realization dawned in Henrik's eyes, "Oh the blood was zhe placenta zhen! Good good I am glad zhey are ok." Snapping back into his professional mode Henrik strode down the hall, "Now vhere are zhe kitties? I must examine zhe newborns for I am zhe great Dr. Schneeplestein!"

Chase could hear your laugh as he followed Henrik into the kitty room.

"Cats and kittens are a bit different than people, Dr Schneeplestein." You grinned up at him but still moving aside so he could peer in the box.

"Nonsense! Ve are both living breathing zhings! Just because zhey walk on four legs does not mean I cannot examine zhem!" Henrik exclaimed as he knelt by the box, his voice changing to a soft coo when he looked inside, "Fear not mama cat, zhe great Dr. Schneeplestein is here to check your babies!"

You looked over at Chase and he exchanged a knowing smile with you. It was no secret that Henrik loved baby animals. Sometimes Chase wondered why the doctor hadn't become a vet. Thankfully your cat knew all the Septics well so she seemed comfortable with Henrik handling her babies.

"Hey Chase can you hand me that box of supplies behind you? It's the stuff my vet told me to have on hand for when the kittens were born." You motioned to a box that sat on a small table next to Chase.

"Oh yea sure." Chase leaned over and picked it up, peering inside to see a bunch of items he wasn't familiar with along with ribbon, scissors, a small scale for weighing mail, and a notepad.

"Why the ribbon and scale?" He asked as he handed over the box.

"Zhe ribbon iz to tie off the umbilical cord of course!" Henrik spoke up, taking the box before you could, "And zhe scale is to make sure zhe babies are eating enough! Now I need absolute quiet vhile I vork!"

Chase exchanged another grin with you and he followed you out when you stood up, "Well then I think now is a good time for food. I'm starving."

Your nose was wrinkled up when Chase stepped next to you in the kitchen, "Ick bloody towels. Such stink. Much gross." You scooped up the towels and held them far away from you as you dumped them in the trash can.

A laugh bubbled up in his chest as Chase watched you, "It's an older meme sir but it checks out. Fitting really as you're getting pretty old now."

You spun on your heels towards him with an offended gasp, "Excuse you! I am not that old yet!"

Chase's cheeks were starting to ache from grinning, "Says the one with grand kittens now. Pretty sure that makes you a grand parent and officially pretty old."

Laughter filled the house as he ran away from your sputtering form, "Like hell I am! Get back here, Chase Brody! This "old" grand parent is going to kick your ass!"

Earlier panic forgotten Chase was glad he had come over, despite now being chased out of your house. Maybe when you'd let him back in the house he could talk you into starting a YouTube channel for all to watch your kitties grow up. He knew he was looking forward to it at least and he couldn't wait until they were old enough to play. Could kittens learn tricks? Eh he'd find out later.

"Damnit Brody! I said get back here!"

Yea definitely much later...

[dontreadthistrashgarbage]

G O T 7 pt.5

JB's private studio was much smaller and less intimidating. Everything was in the same room, and there weren't any extra people there. Guerin couldn't help but fidget nervously as JB gave her some pointers based on the last recording session. She was looking at his computer screen with him when he shot her a glance, noticing her fingers tracing repetitive patterns around each other. He reached out and put his hand over hers to still her, turning casually back to his computer at the same time.

Guerin froze, looking down at his hand then back up to him as he gave a reassuring squeeze before moving his hand back to the mouse. Her chest tightened, sometimes he could be so chic it stressed her out. Even now he was acting like it was nothing which it very well could have just been a friend comforting another. Her brain went back to the conversation with Charlie before she remembered to focus on what JB was saying.

"Ah, sorry, could you repeat that last part?"

JB glanced at her, a slight smirk in place, fully believing he had distracted her, "I said, I think that's everything for now, are you ready to give it a shot?"

She kicked herself mentally, his expression was so cocky she wanted to snark back at him but her usual wit was hindered by her nerves, so she just nodded. JB handed her the headphones and adjusted the mic to her position.

Just like last time it was a bit rough at first, but unlike then JB offered support and feedback. He reacted genuinely and even laughed at some of her voice cracks, but she found it oddly comforting and it helped her relax and find her groove. His reactions would shift between cute praise, to simple eyebrow raises and nods, sometimes even exclamations if she hit a particularly difficult note. She couldn't help but fall into step with his mood.

"That's it. We got it." JB clapped once and turned in his chair to face Guerin as she beamed and removed the headphones. She did a small victory dance as she set the headphones back in their spot. JB held back a laugh.

"What?" She asked.

"It's a good thing you don't need to dance for this song." JB joked.

"Listen here you-" She raised her fist jokingly, making JB laugh again, "So now what happens?" Guerin asked.

"Now I put everything together." He said, turning back to the computer as she sat down next to him, looking at the screen.

"It's almost like another language." Guerin said, impressed.

"Nothing as intense at that." He shook his head, then began explaining basic parts of the programming as he started the process.

"I am in awe." She stated, "The creative process is so amazing. I love music but can't make it. Being able to do so is... mind blowing."

JB looked at Guerin who had moved unexpectedly close while he had been explaining the program. He studied her face for a moment before she looked up, curious about his silence.

"It's a compliment." She assured him, as though he didn't realize, "Your brain is special and cool."

JB tucked his chin into his neck and made an awkward face as a response. Guerin almost spit, covering her mouth as a laugh was startled out of her, volume easily matching Youngjae. JB just smiled as he waited for her to recover.

"What the hell?" She asked in delight, "Why are you so weird?"

"It's my special brain." JB shrugged. Guerin cackled again for a moment. Once she recovered he spoke again, "Guerin. There's an open mic night in a couple days. I go there sometimes to workshop songs. Will you come?"

"Like... to sing?" She asked apprehensively.

"No, just to support and give feedback." He said.

"Oh... yeah. I can do that." She agreed.

"Thanks Noona." He winked and held up a peace sign to his face for a cute moment before turning serious and going back to the song while Guerin was forced to recover from his unexpected attack.

Jackson was leaving for China the next day for some schedules for his upcoming album release. He wanted to celebrate with friends so he had a big get together, inviting all his fellow past trainee friends, Guerin and Charlie amongst some others. It was an odd mix of people, Guerin felt like she particularly stood out since her connection to the celebrity industry was tenuous at best.

"I'm not famous either." Charlie argued when Guerin voiced her nerves.

"Yeah but you work with them all the time." Guerin responded.

"You've met famous people before. You're even friends with one now." Charlie frowned.

"Yeah but usually that was in a very controlled professional setting. And Jackson is... different. I don't know." Guerin was starting to look more nervous. The two already stood out as obvious foreigners, but Guerin's sense of style made it worse. Charlie's purple hair and simple wardrobe helped her almost blend in, but Guerin's blue lips and green crop top felt more like regret than confidence to her now.

"You sound like you need a drink." Charlie turned her friend to a table so she could get started on some soju.

"Hell yeah I do." Guerin didn't need any convincing and went along willingly with the new plan. No sooner had they sat down then they were joined by familiar faces.

"You're going to need more people if you're planning on playing drinking games." Jinyoung had meandered over with JB. They both looked completely at home at the party, but they could have been wearing bathrobes and everyone else would have looked out of place.

"Oh, hi Jinyoung-ssi!" Charlie said as Guerin stood. "Jinyoung, this Go Guerin. Guerin this is Park Jinyoung."

They both greeted each other and bowed before sitting down. Jinyoung claimed a seat next to Charlie and JB nonchalantly slid in next to Guerin. "It's nice to meet you finally. I've heard so much about you." Jinyoung smiled at Guerin. He was so handsome her heart couldn't help but skip a beat. How did Charlie survive around him all the time? She glanced at JB before smiling to herself. The body finds a way to survive apparently.

"I hope it's mostly good things." She said in response.

"Excusively." He nodded.

"I haven't talked that much about Guerin to you." Charlie said to Jinyoung, puzzled.

"Oh, there's other people in our company that do." He said airily, unscrewing a bottle of soju and starting to pour out shots to avoid eye contact. Charlie and Guerin exchanged glances, then both looked to JB who was pointedly glaring at Jinyoung, waiting for him to look up. Jinyoung handed JB a shot first, making eye contact only then, he had to avoid laughing and instead handed out the rest of the glasses. Guerin raised her eyebrows but was distracted by soju.

After the first shot they began playing games and others came around to join them. The familiar Youngjae joined, along with Mark who settled on the other side of Charlie. Two new faces joined as well, Yugyeom and BamBam who would have been the youngest of their group. Yugyeom was now a choreographer and BamBam had many successful restaurants. The two especially were close friends. Yugyeom was on the other side of Guerin. She couldn't help coddling the tall maknae, he was so polite and formal with her and such a baby with everyone else.

"Stop picking on my son." Guerin admonished Jinyoung as BamBam cackled. "He's a good boy, be nice to him." She put a hand on his shoulder protectively.

"Yeah." Yugyeom agreed, a bit flushed from the soju.

"Guerin-ssi don't fall for it. It's an act." Jinyoung tried to reason with her. Mark and Charlie were giggling to each other beside him.

"No, look. He's just a baby." She pinched his cheek affectionately, saying in English, "Baby boy."

"Guerin, he's an adult man." JB tried to join in on Jinyoungs side. He somehow couldn't help but feel a little jealous with the attention his dongsaeng was getting.

"Well yeah. But he's also a baby." She shrugged.

"Noona, it's true, I'm a man." Yugyeom said with a serious expression, "But I can be cute for you if you like it." He said suddenly pulling out aegyo and making everyone at the table yell.

"What just happened?" Charlie yelled as she Mark and Jinyoung were in stitches. BamBam had fallen to the floor acting like he had been killed, Youngjae's loud laugh alerted the whole room to the event. Guerin had recoiled, her hand over her heart.

"I feel so attacked!" Guerin exclaimed, bumping into JB as she fanned herself. JB automatically put an arm around her as he leaned in to speak to Yugyeom.

"Ya, go easy on noona, she's weak to that nonsense."

Guerin had frozen when JB had moved in and she felt him behind her. She looked at his face next to her as he spoke to Yugyeom before willing herself to shake it off, but not before glancing at Charlie who had the most smug expression on her face. Jackson chose that moment to come up.

"Ya, what's all the commotion?" He looked at all of them with a grin that suddenly seemed a little forced when his eyes landed on JB and Guerin. The two separated subconsciously under his gaze.

"Hyung, Yugyeom is doing aegyo. It's awful." Jinyoung snitched readily.

"It was very good, just very unexpected." Guerin argued.

Jackson wasn't about to lose an aegyo competition if it meant showing off to Guerin. He forced his way between Yugyeom and Guerin and proceeded to use every opportunity to attack with anything from subtle pouts or small squirtle smiles to his more classic loud outbursts if he lost a game.

The party went on and they all broke off and intermingled. Jinyoung and Mark seemed to be vying for Charlie's attention so Guerin let them have it. She winked at JB and gestured with her head as she got up to walk away leaving the three on their own, so engrossed in their own conversation they didn't notice.

"I can't tell if she's blessed or cursed." Guerin said to JB quietly, referencing the trio they just left.

He glanced back and gave a half smile, "Maybe both."

"So I'm right? They both like her?" She cocked her head at him with a shit eating grin. He realized too late he might have given more confirmation than intended.

"Ah..." he was a bit tipsy from the alcohol and couldn't think of a clever way to backtrack, so he fell silent instead and shrugged.

"Oh come on, it's obvious." She laughed and patted his back reassuringly. He chuckled and rubbed his nose, still not trusting himself to speak. "It makes sense, she's a total catch." Guerin smiled, proudly talking up her friend, "If she picked one of them they'll be lucky."

"If?" JB asked, "Doesn't she like one of them more?"

Guerin looked at him with a smirk, "Trying to trick me now?"

He shrugged, playing it off as though he didn't really care, "I had to try."

"Well, as far as I know she doesn't even think either of them like her." Guerin frowned.

The irony of Guerin saying that was not lost on JB and he let out a laugh.

"I know, it's so obvious right?" Guerin said, mistaking the reason for his reaction.

"It really is." He laughed again.

"Noona, there you are!" Jackson found the duo after having left to socialize with other guests. He was an unrestrained extrovert and having the time of his life surrounded by friends. More and more people had left as the party dragged on and it seemed to finally be wrapping up.

"Hey Jackson!" She welcomed him back with a smile.

"It's so late, let me take you home." He said.

"You don't have to do that. I can get a cab." She said.

"I want to, I wanted to talk to you." He said earnestly. JB's reaction was nearly imperceptible, his mouth twitched slightly and his eyes flicked to his friend who was not looking at him. He focused on the glass he was holding instead.

"Oh... yeah okay. Let me make sure Charlie gets home safely though." She said, before the three of them headed back to the table.

"Hey Charlie, do you have a way home? Do you want me to call you a cab?" Guerin asked her friend.

"I can take her home." Mark said, before Charlie answered.

"I can do it. We live in the same direction, Mark, you'd be going out of your way." Jinyoung said, looking at Mark. Mark stared at Jinyoung for a few seconds.

"It's really okay I don't need as escort." Charlie said, her skin flush could have been from drinking or the idea of being alone with either attractive man, it was a mystery.

"You've been drinking. It's not safe. Besides, I'm heading that direction myself." Jinyoung pressed, putting a hand on Charlie's shoulder.

"Oh... uh... okay..." she said, turning more red at the physical contact.

Guerin couldn't help but feel a bit bad for Mark who had so obviously been railroaded. Guerin couldn't help but notice his expression was very subtly annoyed, but no one seemed to acknowledge it and he didn't say anything. Instead he turned back to his glass and finished off his beer.

"We'll head out first, if you're ready?" Charlie said as she stood, eager to put some distance between herself and Jinyoung. Her heart could only handle so much at one time. Jinyoung agreed and the two said their farewells, Guerin shot Charlie a look but her friend didn't reciprocate. Guerin chuckled, knowing her friend was nervous as the two left.

"I just need to say some goodbyes but I'll be ready soon!" Jackson said to Guerin.

"I'm not in a rush, take your time." Guerin waved him off, sitting back down at the table with Mark, JB following suit.

"I'm leaving too." Mark said standing suddenly. JB and Guerin waved him off as he forced a small smile and headed out, leaving the two alone. As soon as the door closed behind him Guerin turned to JB who had begun pouring the two of the a somaek.

"Is he gonna be okay?" Guerin asked, accepting the beverage gratefully.

"Hmm?" JB looked up, eyebrows raised unquestioningly. He took a sip, looking at the door Mark had walked out of, then shrugged, "Yeah."

Guerin frowned, unconvinced, "He looked upset..." she followed suit, drinking with JB.

"He'll talk if he wants to when he's ready." JB said. Guerin continued to look at him, so he gave a small smile, "No one can make Mark do something he doesn't want to. He'll either get over it or confront it when he's ready."

"It would just be a shame for Jinyoung and Mark to lose their friendship." Guerin said, casting her gaze down to her drink.

JB watched her pensively, then reached out his glass to clink against hers, "Jjan. Drink up." Then drank deeply. Guerin tsked but followed suit with a small smile.

"Don't worry so much. Focus on me. Let's just have fun." He said with a chic smile.

"Oof. JB." She pretended to be put off by his cheesy line, but the truth was it had made her stomach clench and her face felt warm. It really should be against the law for someone as attractive as him to be so smooth.

The two chatted for a bit before settling into a comfortable silence until Jackson joined them again. Naturally with him around the conversation ramped up until it was time to go. JB waved the two off and went his own way, sparing a glance back to their retreating forms.

"Sorry to put you out like this." Charlie said as they neared her apartment. Her and Jinyoung had chatted comfortably on the walk back, making the trek itself seem very short.

"It was nothing. I enjoyed it." Jinyoung assured her, a natural smile played at the corners of his lips.

"Well... I appreciate the gesture." She couldn't being herself to look at him, instead forcing a smile and turning to head inside.

"Wait, please." Jinyoung reached out and took her wrist, stopping her from moving away from him. She stared at his hand holding her, speechless. He quickly dropped it, "I'm sorry." He added hastily.

"I-it's okay. What is it?" She spoke slowly, translating her shocked brain deliberately from english to Korean.

"I wanted to say... I..." Jinyoung uncharacteristically struggled with his words and Charlie waited nervously. As he stammered out words, a motorbike buzzed down the alleyway past her complex with a large pile of rugs tied to the back.

"Look out!" She said in English, but it didn't matter because in the same breath she grabbed Jinyoung's arm and yanked him toward her and away from the road, backing into the wall of her apartment complex. Jinyoung shot his free arm up, landing it against the wall Charlie was against. He watched the bike disappear around the corner with a scowl before looking down at Charlie, inches away from him, under his arm against the wall in unintentionally close quarters. As she recovered from the shock of getting him to safety, Charlie was then stuck dealing with an issue of boundaries. She couldn't look at his face for more than a glance or two but his neck, clavicle and shoulders were hardly a better option. She licked her suddenly dry lips, "Ah... sorry, he just looked... close to hitting you an-"

"I like you." Jinyoung said suddenly.

"You... What?" She asked, surprised.

"I like you. I want to date you." Jinyoung added to his comment.

"... What?" She said again, shaking her head and blinking.

Jinyoung chuckled, taking her chin in his hand and moving her face to look at him, "I like you. I want to date you."

"You. Like me?" She said in disbelief.

He furrowed his brow, "Why wouldn't I?"

"I don't know. A thousand reasons. Do you really need me to name them all?" She argued insistently.

"You could if you want. But I like you. You're good at your job. Clever. Thorough. Cute. Fun. Smart. I look forward to seeing you everyday. Our shooting schedule is ending soon and I don't want to stop seeing you regularly." Jinyoung leaned in closer as he spoke, causing Charlie's breath to hitch in her throat.

"I... what do I say? I didn't see this coming?" She said breathlessly. She quickly continued, seeing Jinyoungs face fall as he waited, "I like spending time with you too I just... you never struck me at the... type?" She argued again, dispassionately

"The type to what?" He asked, brow furrowing.

"The type... to like me?" She added quietly.

"I'm being genuine." He almost pouted and moved back slightly, giving her more space. She was both disappointed and relieved, "But what do you feel?" He asked, clearly looking for an answer to his confession.

Charlie didn't need to think, she wasn't questioning her own feelings. Those were making themselves very obvious as her heart began feeling like it would pound out of her chest. She shut off her brain and all it's arguments and doubts. Her hands moved forward of their own accord, grabbing the front of his shirt to stop him from moving further away.

"I like you too, of course." She said quickly.

Jinyoung, being the experienced actor he was, controlled his facial expression and opted for an amused and cocky smirk as he looked down at her hands and back up at her, "Of course?" He teased her word choice.

"Oh god, stop." She blushed at the call out, sropping her hands and covering her face out of embarrassment.

Jinyoung dropped the act and laughed at her cute reaction, unable to help himself he pulled her into a hug. Charlie was trapped in his arms and it wasn't an unpleasant place to be but she hardly had time to react before it was over. They both hesitated awkwardly, unsure of what to say next. Jinyoung met Charlie's gaze, then glanced up to her apartment, both of them knowing the interaction had to end, but Charlie didn't want him to leave so soon.

"Do you... want to come upstairs?" She asked tentatively.

His eyes widened for a moment before turning his head slightly to look at her from the corner of his eyes questioningly.

"Oh god no, not like that, I didn't mean, no, I just meant to, talk or... oh god. Nevermind." Charlie stammered, half of her words in English.

Jinyoung laughed again at his adorable new girlfriend. He took her face in his hands, "I'd love to join you upstairs." He said smoothly, then kissed her forehead, causing her blush to return.

"Not fair." She pouted, then turned and punched her code into the building door.

"What isnt fair?" He asked.

"You're a drama actor and this is all new to me, so you get to be the cool one." She shot him a sulky look and moved inside as he laughed again and followed her.

Jackson and Guerin had been walking for a while, they kept doing laps around her apartment before they opted to walk along the river instead. Their conversation had developed more depth as they talked about their lives and history.

"I'm glad you were able to find success in your dream." Guerin said, "But sometimes it doesn't work out, y'know?" She took advantage of his language skills to relax and pepper her korean with english slang, "And I'm not unhappy, I just didn't see my life going this way." She shrugged.

"Are you happy?" He asked.

"Are you?" She asked in turn.

Jackson looked thoughtful, "Sometimes. I am right now." He cocked his head and she smiled fondly.

"It's a trick question. No one is happy all the time. It's just nice when it happens more than not. I think I'm there." Guerin nodded.

"Are you happy right now?" He asked. She was looking ahead and missed his expression.

"Yeah, this is a pretty good place to be." She smiled as she gave her honest answer.

Jackson reached out and took her hand, stopping so she had to turn to see him.

"I like you."

Guerin was shocked and didn't move except to blink at him, "You... what?" She was convinced she had misheard him.

"I'm happy with you. I want to be with you more. I like you." He said, his gravelly voice deepening with his earnest confession.

"I... Jackson?" She looked at their hands as he squeezed, nervously waiting for her reaction.

"Jackson." She started and stopped again.

"Noona, I'm dying here." He said with a nervous smile, shaking the hand he was holding and stepping closer. Her heart started up again full force, sending the blood back to her brain.

"Sorry." She gave a breathless laugh at how cute he was, "Jackson I don't know what to say. I'm surprised. I mean. I like you too-" his face started to light up, "But that's a lot to take on and I'm not even sure if it's romantic."

His face fell and he took a step back. It was her turn to hold onto his hand as he went to let go.

"Listen, Jackson, you're so sweet and kind and talented and unbearably handsome." He looked up at her, looking more than ever like a hopeful puppy, "I'm serious it's hard to look at you sometimes. I like being around you so much but I worry that we aren't compatible romantically."

There was a few moments of silence before Jackson spoke, "Then think about it." Guerin cocked her head at him, "I'm going to China tomorrow for my album release. Take the time to think about us and answer me when I get back in two weeks."

Guerin paused then slowly started to nod her head, "Yeah... okay. I'll do that."

"Now you know how I feel so think hard." He stepped close again, brushing his free hand against the side of her face then cupping her cheek as he made eye contact. She held his gaze as long as she could before she had to duck away, making him laugh as she exclaimed, "Ah, you're too powerful Jackson Wang."

It started to drizzle forcing the two to end the night. Jackson got her to her door, "Remember, think about me." He grinned boyishly, then leaned in suddenly close. Guerin took a moment to realize what he was waiting for. Turning her cheek to his face she tapped on her face in an invitation. Jackson gave a chaste peck, then exclaimed in excitement, leaning away. Guerin couldn't help but giggle at how cute he was.

"Go home, and dry off!" She shooed him away as the rain started to come down harder.

"I'm standing here until you go inside!" He called back, with a big grin, opening his arms to the rain.

"Oh my god." She chose not to argue and went inside before shooing him away again from inside. He skipped off happily. Guerin exhaled and shook her head. "What the hell." She said under her breath before starting up the stairs.

JB sat on the patio of his apartment, mostly sheltered from the rain other than a gentle splash back causing a build up of dew on him that slowly gathered and soaked into his clothes and dampened his hair. He held his camera, taking pictures of puddles, the lights through the rain and the people hustling below both with and without umbrellas. He was completely in his own head. Finally he got up and went inside to shower and warm up.

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Album Review: 'Transparency' - Twin Atlantic

The shiny stadium rock of Great Divide was the real Twin Atlantic… No wait, the grimy, filthy, swaggering rock of 2016’s GLA represented the true Twin Atlantic. Or maybe it was the pristine pop gloss of 2020’s Power?

Each album cycle seems to bring with it bold pronouncements from the Glaswegian band (now duo, following the departure of drummer Craig Kneale in 2019), that this, this is their most forward-thinking and ambitious release yet, that this is the album that defines the Twin Atlantic sound.

As a longtime fan, it gets a little frustrating to hear, only to then be left disappointed by the results. Although GLA did live up to the hype. Power, however, was the band’s worst album to date. Vivarium (Twin Atlantic’s 2009 sorta-debut) will always be the band’s best.

Transparency – the band’s sixth album – sees Twin Atlantic once again search for a new direction, but along the way end up falling prey to old habits.

‘Keep Your Head Up’ is a sombre recollection of misspent youth set to a murky piano dirge that clashes with frontman Sam McTrusty’s pronounced brogue. His vocals are also kind of weak on the snarky ‘One Man Party,’ struggling to keep up with its slippery ska-punk as he spits lines like: ‘Pickleback panic attack/Mmm, I’m not sure if I’m jealous of that?/A squeeze of lime, you're a box of wine/And I'm gonna drive you crazy.’

Many of the album’s lyrics are prone to nonsense and cliché, as is McTrusty’s M.O.

You could shout ‘Parklife!’ at almost any point throughout ‘Get Famous,’ which sounds a little like a budget version of U2’s ‘Vertigo.’ The commentary on social media also feels tired and repetitive at this point. Like, no way, people do stupid and desperate things for clout? We know this, but we don’t care, continuing to mindlessly scroll through Instagram or express petty grievances on Twitter under the guise of the ‘greater good.’

‘Dirty,’ meanwhile, is just made up of random word associations for the hell of it: Frank Sinatra? Champagne. Michael Jackson? Milkshake. Konnichwa? Sayonara. Hotel? Trivago. I think it’s meant to be a critique of hyper-consumerism and excess? Or the shallowness of the American Dream? I’m not sure. Twin Atlantic already did that a hundred times better on ‘You’re Turning into John Wayne.’

Only halfway through the record does the groove finally pick up.

‘Dance Like Your Mother’ – sounding like Alt-J’s ‘Left Hand Free’ with a dash of Prince – struts atop filthy riffs and handclaps, playful and nimble all at once. ‘Bang On The Gong’ is grimy and ‘Fame’-esque as it leers and skulks its way around dark corners. Even ‘Dirty’ is a rollicking, metallic cut of 80s yuppie rock backed by a wall of glam rock harmonies in the chorus.

The album also succeeds in its darker moments.

Backed by piano and murky echoes, ‘It’s Getting Dark’ is a stark and often brutal glimpse into life beyond the honeymoon phase, with McTrusty comparing himself to an injured shark being reeled in, before unleashing the full extent of his pain in the outro, crying out from the gloom: ‘I don't believe in love/The love that leaves you crushed/Until we both black out.’

And then ‘Instigator’ goes and undercuts all that raw emotion with its chintzy power pop and corny platitudes (‘Something to believe in/I'd rather fail and sacrifice it all/If this is love, then I'm running/You give me something to believe in’). If only the duo had been brave enough to end the album on the abrupt but powerful note ‘It’s Getting Dark’ leaves us on, like staring into the abyss in utter shock.

Even with frequent collaborator Jacknife Lee helping to co-produce, Transparency offers yet another glimpse into a band that’s still in the grips of an identity crisis.

There’s so much for the duo to draw on – marriage, kids, mental health, past family trauma, isolation brought on by the pandemic - but they don’t capitalise on it as much as they should, weighed down by McTrusty’s batshit-for-batshit’s-sake songwriting. The production also leaves a lot to be desired at times: tinny, compressed, with the vocal mix just a little too loud. How McTrusty strains to hold some notes is painful.

Transparency is not the triumph it should be for Twin Atlantic, a band that always seems to have everything against it. First, Red Bull drops them after the release of GLA – an album that deserved so much better – then were dropped by Virgin/EMI after Power failed to light up the charts. They lose two members who were integral to the band’s original rock sound. McTrusty even suffered from an unknown illness while on tour promoting Power. And, like most musical acts, Twin Atlantic have struggled during the pandemic.

‘We couldn’t just be like, ‘Fuck it, we’ll take two years off’,’ the frontman recently told NME. ‘We didn’t have a choice. We’d just got dropped by our label at the time as well, which was a bit of a curveball for us […] That was a gut punch: to be in the midst of trying to fix something to then be dropped by basically the biggest record label in the world.’

‘I know this sounds like, ‘Oh fucking poor us, boo-hoo, I’m in a band’. That’s like 10 million people around the planet’s dream job and I get to do it – so I’m not looking for sympathy, just trying to tell the truth. That is why we made the album: we needed it because [we had] bills to pay and shit, and that’s the reality of being a mid-level band.'

You can’t blame the duo for wanting to make ends meet at a time like this, just like the rest of us. But Transparency feels more like a collection of B-sides and slightly polished demos, all packaged together in rather lacklustre fashion. It was even released during the first week of January – a traditionally ‘dead’ month for album releases, along with four music videos that were fired off in rather quick succession. You can tell this is a very half-hearted effort.

Some fans have been damning with their praise for this record, but I just… don’t really believe them?

I wonder what Twin Atlantic’s next big sound will be.

-Bianca B.