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darlington-v · 3 years ago

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I know different interpretations of a work are generally enriching and cool... but c!dream villan interpretations is like how to tell me you only watch Tommy without saying you only watch tommy.... which would be fine but its not a great place to be making statements about the whole nature of the dsmp lol

Wild speculation, but sometimes I wonder if like, because the dsmp didn't really start as a narrative, and a lot of fans don't nessecarily enter it expecting a narrative, but then there is one and the fandom is really discourse heavy and everyone is sort of excpeted to have an opinion while maybe not expecting to form one from the begining or not having a ton of experience with narrative in a way that would "expect" them to have an opinion or not take things at face value??, I don't know if I explained that well at all... and I don't really even think thats right nessecarily... but like wow sometimes some of the takes about power and government and villany...

Honestly, it makes sense!!!

I think something interesting is like.... looking at how animatics have shaped the like tone and culture of the fandom essentially. Like, an interesting fact that I didn't really fully grasp until SUPER recently is like...

c!Wilbur out the gate admits he is manipulating c!Tommy. Like his first youtube video on the Dream SMP he admits his goal is to manipulate c!Tommy and people like c!Tommy into helping him achieve a potion ("drug") empire to monopolize on potions because there were a lot of people on the server who like to min-max, which is to put all of your effort into this one specific skill essentially. so like... i know minecraft doesnt have a skill tree but if it did, it would be putting all your points into that one specific branch of a skill tree. So he wanted to exploit the labor of all the TommyInnits to.... maintain a Potion Empire.

THIS IS A LONG POST BC I GOT CARRIED AWAY SO BUCKLE UP

And I don't think a lot of the fandom who joined later on knows this. I certainly didn't until like a week or so ago? Like... I knew c!Wilbur had been manipulative from the start because I'm a mod of (shameless self promo incoming) @dsmpanalysis and we have a lot of different POVs in that mod team and discord and we talk about it really frequently. I joined the fandom as someone who was really big on L'manburg ESPECIALLY crimeboys, and have turned into.... *gestures vaguely to my blog*

And ngl I owe a lot of it to @1-michibiki-1 in terms of c!Dream "Apologism" but all of the mods there have expanded my thoughts and views on the storylines of this narrative.

My application consisted of like largely essays about like... how I think Dream was the villain but he was meant to be the villain because you don't get any insight into his character WHICH.... IS A FAIR ASSUMPTION AT FIRST GLANCE. People are easily villainized when you cannot get a glimpse into their thought process. It's easy to dwindle someone down into this flat character and starting out I knew Dream didn't stream the SMP on purpose.

And I personally came to the conclusion of "Oh! So Dream is supposed to be the villain." However as the story continued and I learned more about what Dream went through I began to realize that... it's more than likely a form of a red herring. My opinions on this were immediately solidified when I watched Ranboo's 2 MIL stream because both Ranboo AND Dream agree on enjoying red herrings.

There have been MANY times were Dream has said that c!Dream is a complex character and he's not a wholly evil guy and there have been times where the narrative has honestly just proved that.

Anyways, what's important though was that... I learned most of this from other people who were more focused on c!Dream rather than myself. Eventually I shifted from c!Tommy to c!Ranboo and c!Techno after c!Tommy betrayed c!Techno and I began to realize.... everything I learned before hopping in wasn't exactly what it seemed.

Part of this is because I'm older, I heavily identify with c!Techno's sense of loyalty and philosophies on government, but I especially identify with the anguish c!Techno voiced in... a lot of lore but especially the lore around Doomsday.

I'm not 16 anymore. I don't always feel wronged by adults, or older people in my case, whenever they absolutely have done something wrong by me, but I do feel wronged by my close friends. I also felt like c!Tommy's sense of loyalty didn't line up with mine after what felt like him constantly flip-flopping and refusing to understand c!Techno's morals on government didn't line up with his.

In short, it was easier to identify with Tommy in these animatics versus in the actual stream content because c!Tommy is played by a 16 year old. I'm not a teenager and my line of thinking doesn't entirely line up with people that age anymore. It's harder to place myself in the same shoes of someone's OC who is played closer to their actual age, because I'm not that age.

Regardless, I was still on the c!Dream is a villain train. I wasn't ever like... c!Dream is repulsive I hate him, but I was like omg hot villain lad go brrr.

Even when the first like... mellohi, panic room, Ranboo lore stream popped up I thought "Oh! c!Ranboo corruption arc?"

And I was excited because I really wanted this shy, nervous character to turn into villain buddies with his good pal c!Dream. I'm a total sucker for villains and corruption arcs and all that good shit.

SO I STARTED GETTING REALLY INTERESTED IN ENDERSMILE. I'VE BEEN ON ENDERSMILE SQUAD OUT THE GATE. NOT THE SAME WAY I AM NOW, BUT I'VE ALWAYS WANTED THEM TO TEAM UP.

So... upon not really keeping up with c!Dream and being relatively??? indifferent? I don't think I started arguments on c!Dream back then, but I might have. But I remember like... starting to participate more whenever c!Dream came up and looking more into Dream's character BUT ESPECIALLY TALKING WITH OUR SERVER'S C!DREAM SPECIALIST MICHI ABOUT DREAM A LOT MORE.

And because Michi has been a watcher since day one and was a DTeam fan rather than a SBI fan, she was able to provide me with more information on how the server worked pre-Tommy but especially pre-Wilbur.

Now, you could definitely argue well Michi probably has clear bias but it made sense to me when I looked back on how the storyline had been constructed and was going along, and everyone in the server talks a lot about our own biases and how we want people to maybe not lean so hard on them. Michi would also provide like anecdotes on what had happened and I'm sure links were probably provided at one point but the point was I felt like Michi had no reason to lie or manipulate how the story was told and if she did, eventually someone would have pointed it out because... Group of like... right now it's around 20 or more analysts but I don't remember how many at the time there were. POINT BEING, WE'VE ALL GOT POINTS TO PROVE AND IN MY EXPERIENCE NOT MANY OF US HAVE BEEN SHY TO PROVE THEM.

So if anyone ever had any differing opinions they would be talked about and we literally had and still have discussions.

REGARDLESS.... I DIDN'T FACT CHECK IN DEPTH BECAUSE I THOUGHT PEER REVIEW WAS ENOUGH WHEN YOU HAVE LIKE HOURS UPON HOURS OF STREAMS TO WATCH.

Anyways. Eventually I started paying closer attention and looking more into c!Dream lore but only recently have I started to triple check before speaking about c!Wilbur lore because I know everyone has biases and while I did trust everyone's thoughts and analysis in the discord, whenever I make essays I typically like it to be largely air tight and if theres a mistake, I want it to be because I forgot not because I just trusted what was said. Plus, I wanted to get down to the specifics of how Wilbur had always started with manipulation on the mind.

SO I WATCHED HIS FIRST VIDEO ON THE DREAM SMP.

AND WHAT I WAS NOT BY ANY MEANS EXPECTING WAS WILBUR TO SAY WORD FOR WORD, VERBATIM,

"SO WHY DON'T I START AN INDUSTRY WHERE I USE THE TOMMYINNITS OF THE WORLD TO WORK FOR ME, TO CREATE THINGS THAT THE MIN-MAXERS OF THE WORLD WILL WANT."

Like... this is in no way an attempt to like hardcore villainize c!Wilbur like everyone does Dream, it's just more so to like REALLY outline how far off a lot of fandom interpretation of c!Wilbur is....

Because of SBI focused animatics.

Now, when I joined I watched A LOT of animatics that really highlighted like... Wilbur being this self-loathing JD-esque, "I destroyed it because I had to because the world was against me because no one loved us, Tommy" type of character. At least... that's what it came across as.

And it definitely highlighted the fact that Tommy was a victim, which he is. He is undoubtedly a victim and no not even any dream apologist can change my mind otherwise. Tommy, despite being an instigator sometimes, didn't deserve the abuse he received.

But these animatics never shown the fact that c!Wilbur started L'manburg as a shady ploy to exploit people like c!Tommy and vilify c!Dream so he could have power.

And that was easy because Dream and Tommy had wars before. They had spars and pranks and here's the plan to take back my disks and here's the plan to out smart the thieving little child etc etc.

And all of the animatics I watched never mentioned this. Neither did the recaps though. The recaps gave the events flat out, there didn't sound like there was bias, and honestly I don't really know if there was rather than like... a lack of nuance. And it's hard to provide a recap with that much nuance in a short period of time for a youtube video, to be perfectly fair.

However, this creates a perfect formula for entirely rewriting the history of a server. c!Wilbur quite literally fucking succeeded TO A META LEVEL. He slandered and ran smear campaigns against Dream and like he even does that with Sapnap in the beginning. But what's crazy is that it transferred over into the meta! Most of this fandom understands Wilbur as a victim of mental illness, and yeah maybe? He definitely wasn't mentally well by the end of pogtopia, but he never started out with honorable intentions. L'manburg was never a victim, only its citizens. The TommyInnits of the world.

I just think it's like... such an interesting case study. Because this is like... an opinion like shared by at least half of the fandom, but the vilifying of c!Dream is shared by MOST of the fandom I would argue. Which is like even more crazy for me because that was c!Wilbur's goal!!!

LIKE I GO INSANE WHEN I THINK OF THIS BECAUSE HIS REACH IS JUST TOO POWERFUL. HE'S NOT EVEN ENTIRELY REAL, JUST A MANIPULATIVE PERSONA OF SOME BRITISH GUY.

And I mean... maybe people who have watched Wilbur's video on the SMP still maintain this idea that Wilbur wasn't always the bad guy, but honestly... I wouldn't be surprised if their introduction was still an animatic. Like bias is hard to check and I'm not going to lie I could have sworn I watched both Wilbur's AND Tommy's video on the SMP in the beginning and yet I STILL was a ride or die for tragic yet on some level still honorable Wilbur and a resilient Tommy.

Like... upon watching Wilbur's first video... possibly again I was surprised because I thought I did watch it like right before I even started watching the streams and yet I was still so invested in c!Wilbur as this tortured anti-hero.

It took 6 months of... not being in an echo chamber, full of multiple different people of different ages, different stream POVS, and people who joined the fandom at different points in time.

IDK IF THIS WAS EVEN ENTIRELY RELEVANT IT JUST FELT TANGENTIALLY RELEVANT AND THIS WAS SOMETHING I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT FOR A HOT MINUTE AFTER LIKE WATCHING WILBUR'S FIRST VIDEO AGAIN.

TLDR;

SBI CENTRIC ANIMATICS HAD A LASTING AFFECT ON THIS FANDOM AS IT'S HARD TO GO BACK AND ACTUALLY CHECK THE NARRATIVE FOR SOLID FACTS FOR YOUR OWN INTERPRETATION BASED ON THE FACT THAT THIS NARRATIVE SPANS OVER HUNDREDS OF HOURS WORTH OF TWITCH STREAMS.

#asks #anon #dream smp #dsmp #dsmp analysis #dream smp analysis #dsmp meta #dream smp meta #my analysis #long post

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touchmycoat · 4 years ago

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I LOVE YOUR PORN AU!!!!! LIKE SO MUCH - and i'm just. if you don't mind me asking, how - the way you flesh out the characters, their motivations, and feelings in every scene in such an eloquent way, and just little things here and there, a habit or an activity that adds dimension to who they are, and - your prose is wonderful. you achieve this addictive, engrossing narrative space that readers just absolutely melt into, and i have to ask - how did you develop your writing style? 1/2

what books did you read that formatively shaped the way you write? or you know, what did you do to improve your writing? i'm so in awe of how you world-built and established the porn au - like lqg & hc being national taolu champions?? how do you come up with that stuff? i cannot comprehend the amount of research and effort that must've gone into porn au, and i'm just so deeply thankful that you decided to share that with us. i apologize if i'm coming on too strong, but wow. thank you 2/2

oh my god please don't apologize, when i saw your ask i rolled on the floor giggling hysterically for a solid 15 min, bless your heart

part of the answer to your question—i've taken like, 8 years' worth of creative writing classes/workshops! there was also a transnational literary component to my degree so whenever possible, i took literature classes fksjdfksd so whatever you see and like is definitely the result of a lot of work. My writing from not even 10 years ago but like, 5? horrid, ridiculous, wild, cringe. The Porn AU itself is the second draft of a MUCH more lackluster piece.

about my writing style. gosh, you really know how to make a writer blush. "I like your writing style" is literally an instant kill LMFAO okay okay, the useful answer: my primary criteria for choosing what to write is, don't be obvious, be interesting. Fiction tells us to show, not tell, right? Poetry is about concretizing the abstract. Screenwriting says cut all useless lines. A lot of writing rules and advice—never start with the weather, avoid detailed descriptions of the characters, don't use adverbs, etc.—are all really about this exact sentiment.

I once took a seminar on writing for horror movies. The golden rule of the horror genre is Never Show the Monster, because whatever the audience is imagining is always going to be scarier than what you actually show them. There are obviously exceptions to this (to all writing rules), but in my mind, it's all the same principle.

LONG answer under the cut

So you start with building a scene. I approach it like essay-writing—I state my thesis for the motivations/main propulsion of the plot. "In this scene, LQG and SY are motivated to save Cang Qiong's porn production, so they have sex on camera." Then you build the sub-motivations: "LQG is also doing this because he's pining after SY."

I learned this "thesis-writing" from theater, specifically from writing 10-min plays. Theater is all about characters being driven by their wants and needs, and the reason I say 10-min plays in particular is because longer forms of writing will give you more leeway, but in 10-min, you pretty much need your character motivations established from their very first line. That's why you need that very clear thesis for yourself—if you don't even know what the character wants from the get-go, then you can't establish who they are, what they want, and where they're going to go in a dynamic and interesting way.

So this thesis drives EVERYTHING that happens in your scene, just like an actual thesis for an essay, just like topic sentences for your paragraphs. Once I do this, I have the emotional direction & narrative scope of how much this scene will cover, I have a sense of where it begins and ends. "Begin with the dynamics of their sex. LQG starts showing signs of his feelings. Reveal LQG backstory for exactly what those feelings are and why he isn't telling SY. The rest of the scene implies that LQG's feelings may not be so unrequited, but also sets up the fundamental problem at the heart of the whole fic—SY's inability to comprehend his own feelings." This is kind of my new thesis now. They're having sex; LQG pines; SY doesn't know he himself is pining.

Now it's time to manifest. This is the "storytelling" part, and the hardest lmfao.

Personally, my approach is largely shaped by my very cool screenwriting teacher, who hammered into us: don't fucking waste lines. The Golden Rule of screenwriting is that every line should reveal something new. I found my old writing kind of repetitive, especially on the emotional front, so this is kind of my editing mantra now—is this line either propelling the story or revealing character? If it's revealing character, is it a revelation that has to happen right now, or is it slowing the momentum of the scene?

But these aren't rhetorical questions! "Momentum" doesn't just mean tumble forward as fast as you can, it also means taking the time to draw the bowstring back further, so your next move has even more propulsion. That's why you get the little "LQG has been in love with SY..." cut scene in the middle of the fucking (at least, that's my reasoning for putting it there). Every line has to bring a fresh revelation that "proves" your thesis further.

That brings me to the details. You said you like the details I inject into the world-building, and honestly that's so gratifying to hear, because that means I'm successfully manifesting my intentions, y'know? "Every line has to bring new info" kind of sounds like a tall order, but the most effective way I've seen it done in books and onstage/onscreen is with these hyper-specific details. If you're writing a scene in which someone feels dirty, never have them just say that—have them say they want to take a shower. Show them running out of bleach again as they scrub down the stall after they wash. Begin the scene like "Steve always washes his throat first now." Then pack the scene with even more revelatory details: "Soap in hand, he heard the pipes above his head groan for a half note on adagio, and readied himself for the blast of icy water that always followed." Shitty shower, probably not rich, is likely a classical musician.

By the same token, I want to build LQG's character. The "Liu Qingge has been in love with Shen Yuan" section is the first insight we get into his background and perspective, right, so: I need to establish LQG's emotional context for filming this scene -> I can characterize him as a nut for martial arts in the same stroke -> so this takes place at a gym, beating up sandbags is a classic way of showing manly emotional distress -> so give me more details on this gym -> Puqi Gym, XL the martial god is obviously the owner -> how do I have XL & LQG a relationship beyond gym owner & client? They spar together -> I want XL & HC's position in this AU to mirror their god/ghost king statuses in TGCF canon -> how can I concretize their fighting prowesses in real-world details? -> they're martial arts champions -> what's an actual competitive martial art form that involves weaponry? -> wushu -> wikipedia Wushu, find taolu weapons sparring

(I just realized that in my songxiao daycare AU, Hualian are Olympic gold medalists by the same narrative logic laksjdnflaksjdnflsd)

So, that's the flow of logic behind my world-building lmao. It's all in the details. Leverage is one of my all-time favorite TV shows and the way they build their stories is super inspiring. If their thesis is "the rich and powerful take what they want, we steal it back for you," they manifest it in the most specific and concrete narratives: mine workers who like the work but are fighting for workplace safety vs. the money-grubbing mine owner who will blow up their livelihoods if it means a bigger payday; the little girl from Iraq with refugee status forced to be an accomplice to antique smuggling vs. international smuggler with a fetish for British royalty.

Last pieces of writing advice I've gotten: pay attention to the real world. A writing exercise we did was just sit in a public spot and make concrete observations on our surroundings. There are stories in everything!!! I learned to observe things like weird holes in the concrete (earthquake? drilling accident? bullet mark?), odd patches of moss or bird shit (look overheard: it's an AC unit dripping water for the former and nesting swallows for the latter), ladies in flipflops walking alongside ladies in high heels (excited mother walking her antsy daughter to the bus for the daughter's first job interview—the daughter's shirt collar is unfashionable and she's taking the bus, so there's a good chance the shoes were passed down, maybe from an office lady aunt. Maybe she's even overdressed for the interview, so will her outfit be an unintended source of tension once she gets to the interview? Is it a group interview, to make the comparison more stark?).

Also, write what you know. You know why SY is a video editor in porn AU? Because I'm a video editor. One of my more popular MDZS fics is set in a plant shop 'cause I worked in a plant shop. SL was First AD in Bachelor!AU 'cause I was First AD on a set once. Concrete details like the editing software having a split-screen, always answering questions about how often to water plants, and being up until 3AM editing call-sheets are the ones that will fully immerse your readers.

And if you can't do the actual things, just watch someone who is, listen to them talk, pick up lingo, and fake it. I watched like a 15-min vox video on fencing for the fencing!AU and a 45-min music theory video on the hospital pianist!AU (also I started learning piano sklfjnlsdjlfkjsd). Of course, I just finished reading a wangxian fic that had me going, "holy fucking shit, the author is literally getting their masters in a music program" so my 45-min youtube video ain't shit, but if you just need a little bit of character establishment, then it's enough to do the trick.

Anyways, tl;dr. Find the details, find the tension. Never tell outright what the tension is supposed to be, manifest it instead. Make the manifestation as interesting as possible, and if it's meant to be funny, make it funnier.

Sorry this turned into a fucking lecture lskjnflskdjnflskd but last thing, someone asked me before if I had formative authors, and this was the list I wrote at the time:

Angels in America (play) by Tony Kushner

The God of Small Things (novel) by Arundhati Roy

The Penelopiad (novel) by Margaret Atwood

“Litany in Which Certain Things are Crossed Out” (poem) by Richard Siken

Night Sky with Exit Wounds (poetry) by Ocean Vuong

Giovanni’s Room (novel) by James Baldwin (and then Go Tell it on the Mountain and then his essays)

Franny and Zooey by J.D. Salinger

And, ooh, now that I have this list I think I can even roughly sort it as such: Kushner, Atwood, Siken, and Salinger I really latched onto for their dialogue and very present narrator voice—same is true for Go Tell it on the Mountain. Roy, Vuong, and Giovanni’s Room, I think, are texts more representative of the kind of saturated figurative language I like, and emulate. Of course they all do imagery and voice and overall structure amazingly, but that’s the rough dividing line I’d draw.

But yeah James Baldwin is my fucking hero.

#long post #about me #writing #jesus sorry i spent way too long on this laksjdnflaskjdnflaskjndflas #but anyways i'm super grateful you gave me the chance to introspect and articulate all this #i'm exceedingly grateful too to all the writing mentors i've gotten to have #personal #these are the principles and rules i've learned and #i still definitely screw the pooch #on them #so you know this is just what's on my mind #this is how i school myself

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sunflowerhoney · 4 years ago

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Can you answer all of the soft questions please darling? 🥰😘

-🍓

Of course sweetheart! 🥰 Thank you so much for sending this! <3 (and sorry that it took me a bit to answer them all!!)

1. your favourite playlist (made by yourself or someone else)

a very cute playlist that @strawbabie-honey made for me 😊

2. how many houseplants in your room, and what kinds are they?

In my room none because my one cat tries to eat everything 😅but I have two succulents in the one window in my apartment that he can’t reach

3. your favourite “grounding” activity (anything that involves using the hands/doesn’t involve “spacing out” or escapism - something like gardening, knitting, dancing, cooking)

Coloring!

4. an account on social media whose posts make you smile

all of you guys on here!! Ily <3

5. 5 tv shows that cheer you up

Ratched (especially the Mildolyn scenes lol), The Office, That 70s Show, Adventure Time, Firefly

6. how you get relaxed when you’re struggling to sleep

Usually I either watch Tiktoks/scroll on my phone or I close my eyes and daydream until I fall asleep haha

7. your favourite board game

Ticket to Ride

8. if you were going to write a non-fiction book on any topic, what would it be?

Maybe something true crime related? I’ve spent a lot of time watching true crime shows lol

9. a quote that you would consider getting tattooed or putting in a frame

“Get out from your house, from your cave, from your car. Get out from the place you feel safe, from the place that you are. Get out and go running, go funning, go wild. Get out from your head, get growing, dear child.”

If I was getting a tattoo I would probably only want the last line but I would frame the whole thing :o

10. something you’ve created in the last year that you’re proud of (a playlist, a piece of art, some writing, a craft hobby, a social media account, etc)

Honestly this blog! I’ve really pushed myself to be more social on this blog than I have been on previous ones I’ve had and I’ve met a lot of amazing people because of it! 😊

11. a tip or hack you’ve learned that makes cleaning or tidying easier

Rolling shirts up when you put them in a drawer instead of folding them, it makes it easier to see them and stuff doesn’t get lost at the bottom of the pile :)

12. if you could make a candle that smelt like anything, what would you pick?

Bookstores!

13. the last so-bad-it’s-good joke you heard

I’ve been trying to think about this one for a while but I’m honestly not sure :o

14. an artist (of any kind) whose work you look forward to seeing

these days I look forward to anything with Sarah Paulson in it tbh 😅

15. the last tv episode that made you laugh out loud

I honestly haven’t watched much TV in a while (other than watching AHS on Netflix)

16. how you wake your body up when it’s feeling tired, achy or needs a stretch

I like to stretch my back, like side to side and crack my neck. When I’m tired I like to get up and walk around/listen to music

17. a bath, shower, beauty or toiletry product that makes you feel revived, or that you always re-order when it’s running out

I haven’t had it in a while but I used to have a face jelly thing from Lush that I loved :o ( and now I want it again lol), also even though I don’t take baths that often I love bath bombs

18. a book series you can always escape in

Percy Jackson because nostalgia lol

19. the sport or exercise you enjoy the most, and what’s helped you get better at it

Softball! I played from like 3rd grade until almost the end of high school. What helped me get better was mostly just practicing and not giving up! :)

20. a skill you’ve picked up in the past few years

Being able to get rid of things, I used to keep sooo much stuff when I was a kid (like every ticket, every pamphlet, every essay lol) and I’ve gotten better about knowing whats worth keeping/what I can let go of

21. a youtube video you find useful, entertaining or relaxing

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xuCn8ux2gbs this video is entertaining and informational and I can’t even imagine how long it took the person who made it to put it all together!

22. if you were going to dye your hair any colour of the rainbow, what would you choose?

Pink! or dark purple!

23. the book you just finished and what you thought (no spoilers!)

A Clash of Kings, it was really, really good but really, really long. I also made the mistake of watching Game of Thrones before reading the books and I feel like its kind of tainted them for me lol

24. describe the most wacky, weird and wonderful at-home outfit you’ve put together

When I was in high school my best friend and I used to dress up in random outfits from her closet, go to the lake near her house and have “photoshoots” lmao i remember wearing a sweater, shorts with black tights underneath and boots and thinking i was the coolest person in the world 😂

25. a game you’re playing that takes your mind off things

Animal Crossing, I restarted my island after ages of not playing recently

26. the film you watched most recently that you could watch again and again

Blue Jay!

27. your favourite flavour and brand of tea

My favorite flavor is raspberry! but im not sure if I have a favorite brand :o

28. a good-will story you’ve heard on the news that’s made you feel hopeful

Any story about people helping animals makes me 🥺

29. a favourite easy recipe: 5 ingredients or less, or takes less than 30 min to make

Edible Cookie Dough :o its basically just mixing cookie dough ingredients minus the eggs but its so good!

30. a song that makes you want to have a boogie round your bedroom

Electric Love!

#anon #anonymous #answered #🍓

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meirimerens · 5 years ago

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If you're accepting fandom questions could we have some elaboration about those mgs jupiter family alaskan daydreams please? Also your amazing TEW art got me into the series so thanks, I'm liking it a lot!!

first of all, i’m so deeply honored that my art could get you into a game, and also : god i’m fucking sorry lol

second of all

oh god oh fuck alaskan daydreams time

okay so long /, the read mores don’t work, you’re gonna have to bear with it

so tldr i have… EXTENSIVE imaginated stories about dave, hal and sunny living in a little remote cabin in alaska.

BACKSTORY

i’d imagine it’d come somewhere post-mgs2 even though sunny is already a bit grown so maybe like just disregard canon OR imagine a different timeline i don’t know, and it’s from a place where hal and dave don’t have anything to do after the mgs2 incidents (so no mgs4 and love of god NO accelerated aging i can’t deal with this), and there is this atmosphere of… “we’ve been sticking together for so long, i can’t see ourselves just parting ways (plus we have a kid to raise and i can’t imagine raising her alone) so how about we make the rest of our lives together” and dave is just like… “hey, we’ve been running all across the country, jumping from shitty motel to shitty motel to shittier apartments, and i have this cabin i once lived in, how about we just all move into it and re-inhabit it” and that’s just how it starts.

THE CABIN

it’s a cabin i have extensively thought about (because i’m obsessed with cabins and being a hermit, so that helps). it’d be near the shore of the Twin Lakes, Alaska (taken from the canon fact that this is where snake lived pre-MGS1), so they’d live off-the-grid and in almost-self-sufficiency (they become more and more self-sufficient as time goes on and they make more adjustments to the cabin).

i imagine it would look similar to Proenneke’s cabin (which incidentally is also near Twin Lakes), maybe on the other shore, all wood with a vegetation/moss roof + a slight porch/elevation to protect the entrance from a bit of the snow. it’d be surrounded by wooden little dog kennels/crates for the huskies (more on that later) similar to the ones in [this video] around the 0:59 min mark (warning for animal death/general stuff that goes on in a trapper’s lifestyle for the vid).

it here’s a floor plan of the cabin, not to proportions because i’m just shit at it :

(good luck reading that)

not pictured : when sunny was smaller (before the addition), her bed was like a little shelf just above the big bed (that hal and dave share) with little like “walls” so she doesn’t fall and a thick mattress, which was discarded when she got her new room.

later would be added an outdoor kitchen and a chicken coop (more on that…….. later)

EATING THERE

as i said, they’d first be living in semi-dependency : every ¾ weeks they’d have to go to Port Alsworth/Anchorage or somewhere else to stock tf up. Snake would fish (you can fish for subsistence if you’ve been living in Alaska for over a year according to law) and hunt (seems to be the same type of law when hunting for food, YES i’ve researched this, leave me alone) for food. As he has done odd jobs to afford his cabin, I imagine he’d have done crabbing, and would show up to help on crabbing boats from time to time to get some of them crabs.

later, I imagine they would get 4 rescue hens to get some of them fresh eggs. snake would build a chicken scoop from forest wood. 1 of the hens wouldn’t be able to make eggs because she was traumatized from the industry but they still took her in because she was close friends with the other hens and they didn’t want to separate them.

I imagine Snake had been growing his own herbs in the kitchen but maybe they’d get a greenhouse ready.

they’d go foraging for berries, fruits and mushrooms according to the seasons and make a SHITTON of jams and preserves.

LIVING THERE

i imagine there would be a lot of solidarity with the surrounding populations. for exemple, Hal would help set up and manage online dictionaries for Iñupiat, Yup'ik or Alutiiq languages with the local communities, maybe help wire up some schools, things like that, and as thanks some people would go check on them and give em veggies or something.

THE DOGS :

Snake is getting them.

since we don’t know what happened to his huskies around mgs1, i suppose/guess they were at some time confiscated from him, so first, he’s get a lovely husky female from a shelter (i also have long thought about how he’d never go to a breeder and only adopt, because the whole “creature created with a man’s ideal in mind” hits a bit too close for him you feel) that would later be revealed as pregnant with like 5 puppies (it will come back later as relevant as promise). Then he’d do his best to regain contact with his huskies, maybe setting up a call on social media (THIS WILL BE PART OF A BRAIN ROTTING DEGENERACY I WILL EXPAND ON IN A MINUTE) to find them again. i imagined he would get to see one of his old huskies, who has well aged, who was adopted by some nice nice people. then said nice people, after his visit, insisting on him getting his husky back because “since you left she hasn’t been herself, she refused to eat. we think she misses you too much. we love her tons and it breaks our heart to let her go, but we think she would be so much happier by your side” type of deal, i’m fucking crying just thinking about it.

of course, once his team is back in shape, he’s run the Iditarod again. Hed keep contact with hal over walkietalkie during the race. hal would jump in his arms when he crosses the finish line, the pic would circulate in the news. it’d be cute i’m saying.

THE HENS :

as I said, adopted, in a little scoop snake built himself. they give eggs. sometimes they let them roam free and they bully hal when he peels vegetables (i’ve drawn smth about this). sunny feeds them in the mornings. things are good.

MORNING ROUTINE :

Snake wakes up around 5AM because he don’t need no sleep and goes to his huskies. feeds them. then make them run. when he gets back around 8 to 8:30, hal is still asleep. snake makes breakfast. the scents wake hal up. things are good.

SUNNY?

Sunny is taught by snake how to chop wood. he makes a tiny axe for her tiny hands. he and hal teach her how to swim in the Twin Lakes. the waters cold but she grows immune to it, strong and stronger. she learns how to differenciate which mushrooms and berries are edible.

they try to send her to school but she’s WAY too advanced and is bored to death. she stays at home. she’s outside all day or she learns astrophysics with Hal, who’s taking online classes in his free time. she learns some Athabaskan languages at a community class once in a while, she makes some friends.

HOW’S THE WEATHER

They go on hikes a lot. Often, and long ones. At first, sunny is in a little baby back carrier (i have drawn about this), then she walks just right. Alaska has gorgeous national parks, they explore them, year after year. They arrive in a town, exhausted and beat, they find a hotel room. It has a bathtub and warm water. Hal is OVERJOYED.

in the earliest hints of spring, snake takes them to Fairbanks through the beautiful alaskan railroad. they see the most beautiful and powerful of northern lights during the full season. hal and sunny can’t tear their eyes from the skies.

THIS IS WHERE I GO CRAZY GO STUPID.

ok…. so bear with me.

i mentioned an internet/social media presence.

it’s because in a deviation of this daydream, snake has a little youtube channel (and an instagram to go with it).

it’s not much. it’s really not, but hal has a few cameras and more that he finds and fixes.

it’s mostly lowkey, chill vlogs. stuff like

“slow alaskan winter day (no talking)”

“sprintime berry picking ( + jams recipes!)”

“alaskan summer outdoor fire cookout ( + wild moose and caribou near the lake)”

“denali national park hike (day 1)”

stuff that like you know. as well as some more…

“i ran the iditarod (and won)”

“we got hens (building a chicken scoop, meeting the rescue hens and more)”

“musher’s morning routine (i’d recommend you didn’t try this at home if you are not the genetically engineered clone of a super-soldier, for your sake)”

and as you guessed…

“so our rescue husky was pregnant… (i’m an idiot who didn’t notice, trip to the vet, building a whelping pen, whelping, bottlefeeding tiny pup + all the puppies’ pictures!)”

where dave would teach hal how to bottlefeed a puppy and you’d be able to hear hal’s “oh god oh god oh god oh god”s from out of frame as the camera focuses on dave’s hands holding his to have him perfectly cup the puppy in his palm and carry the bottle. this type of deal.

then follow-up videos of the puppies climbing the bed where hal is, playing on his gameboy. he chuckles nervously and then heartily when a puppy licks his face.

some winter days, the videos have snake bringing all the huskies in the small cabin. some of them sit calmly on the wide bed where hal studies his astrophysics.

and an instagram with wilderness pictures… all except a few taken by hal. some of snake posing in front of the snowed in cabin. some of warm drinks made on winter days. you know the deal.

and they’d have such a nice… positive… lowkey and easy-going comment section. dave would reply to a lot of them.

he’d get quite a share of “hey man, i love your vids so much, thank you for posting this content. i was wondering, sorry if it’s a bit too personal, are you and your roommate dating? you two seem very close, but i don’t want to assume anything 😅 absolutely love your content either way, you’re the only youtuber i have notifs on” to which he’d reply “thank you so much, really appreciate it. and we’re not, we’ve just known each other for a long, long time. we’re aware two straight guys raising a child and living together isolated makes for a bit of confusion, but it’s totally platonic between us. thanks for sticking around.” but one day he uploads a vid that’s like

“crabbing in juneau ! + life update (please read description)”

and the desc + the first 20 seconds of the vid is a text superimposed over embarassing pictures of hal and it reads “hey all / quick personal update, i’ll make it quick / otacon and i realized we loved each other / (as more than friends that is) / so if we seem just a bit closer in the videos from now on this is why / no idea how this is going to turn out for up / but yeah. if he seems a bit more affectionate it’s because we’re dating now, or something like that / and to everyone whom i told ‘it’s just strictly platonic between us’: / well. ha ha. whoops. / anyway thank you for reading / enjoy the video” and all the comments would be like “that’s so dope i’m so happy for you” and other “tbf we saw that coming” and snake would smash that like button on these comments.

and he’d have a video of the whole iditarod race as taken from a camera on his jacket/on his sled… and he’d have videos of him filming hal film the landscape through the window of the train during their trip to fairbanks… and of hal and sunny in said train sharing a tangerine… and of him building a little axe for sunny…. and he’d always ask her if she is okay with being on camera, and when she’d say no he’d make sure she doesn’t appear on here or add a cute husky sticker on her face so she’s not seen.

just lowkey. chill. upbeat. simple life moments. he’d disappear off the internet for a month because he’s just enjoying the life and when he’d come back everyone would be very understanding and glad to see some cool pictures or vids. you know? just chilling. just chilling. just living.

one day before a “hiking through lake clark national park” he has the same little life update thing and it goes “hey / so otacon and i got married / sunny and aksinya [rescued pregant husky] were our flower girls / otacon cried / i cried / anyway, enjoy the video” over pictures of the tiny alaskan wedding. and it’s well.

#anonymous #long post /#I MEAN IT #ok. god.#otasune #jupiter family #its it it's just that. bro.#ring ring (answers)#neigh (blabbers)#GOD FUCKING STUPID GO FUCKING CRACKHEADY.......#it's. it's that basically. long enough. i think i have more but i can't bro. not tonite.#alaskan living au

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jeserai · 5 years ago

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"Everyone thinks we’re already dating, but we’re just best friends- oh wait" because this is adora

38. Everyone thinks we’re already dating, but we’re just best friends- oh wait

aka 5 times they were gay and didnt realize it, and the one time they finally realized

Catra can’t stop staring at Adora’s hair. She’d cut it boyishly short as the summer heat wore on and now the golden strands just barely curl against the back of her neck. Freckles dot the skin of her shoulders and neck and Catra kind of wants to connect the dots with her finger to see what constellations they’ll make, kind of wants to kiss each one to count them all. Either way, she doesn’t move.

1—

It’s been a longer day than usual and Catra is quite honestly exhausted, ready to get off campus and head home and sleep. She’s just getting to the car when her phone buzzes in her pocket, and usually, she’d ignore it—but it buzzes in the custom pattern she has for Adora, so she checks the message immediately and responds just as quick.

Adora: :(

Catra: gimme 15 min princess

Adora doesn’t respond, but she reads the message right away; so Catra pockets her phone and makes a quick detour to McDonald’s to get what she calls Adora’s Bad Day meal: a McDouble, medium fries, medium mango smoothie, and an apple pie. While she waits for the food, she tries to think of what could be wrong—and, oh. She probably got back the results on the test she’d studied so hard for recently. Knowing Adora, she did well too; she’s just so goddamn hard on herself sometimes.

When the food comes, Catra texts Adora again to let her know she’s on the way, then speeds home and finds Adora curled up in bed, eyes closed. “Hey, babe. Bad day?”

Adora nods and Catra sits down beside her, placing the food on the bedside table and waiting for Adora to sit up so she can wrap an arm around her and hold her close. Adora doesn’t speak, and Catra doesn’t push, just holds her safe and quiet until Adora decides she’s ready for words again.

2—

In her sophomore year, when Catra still lived in the dorms, she spent so much time at Adora’s that they joked that she was her third roommate. They walked home together after classes almost every day, studied together on the couch, had dinner and watched TV until passing out, curled under the thick fleece blanket Adora brought down from her room. By now, Catra has long since learned where all of the utensils and cooking supplies are kept, and where to put the blankets when they’re done with them, and most importantly, how to work the oven.

The first time Adora invites her up to her room isn’t until the end of the school year, and Catra doesn’t think it’s a big deal, until Bow barges in and ends up just staring with wide eyes at the sight of them sitting on opposite sides of the bed, each on their own laptops and enjoying the other’s silence.

“What is it, Bow?” Adora asks without looking up. Catra would be proud of how hard her friend is working if she didn’t already know that Adora had been online shopping for the past fifteen minutes.

“You—just. You have someone in your room. You never do that.”

“Yeah, well...Catra’s just special.”

“About time you admit it,” Catra grumbles, yelping as Adora kicks her. But Adora’s laughing, and that makes Catra smile too, and she doesn’t even notice the way Bow slips out of the room, closing the door quietly behind him.

3—

It’s almost Thanksgiving break of their junior year, and when Adora calls her mom to make sure someone remembers to pick her up from the train station, it’s Mara that answers. “Hey, brat,” she says, sticking her tongue out at the camera. Adora sticks her tongue out right back, trying not to laugh because she’s supposed to still be mad at Mara for hanging up on her after their last call.

“Where’s mama?”

“In the kitchen, making dinner for her favorite daughter, of course. Oh, tell Catra hi.”

From the floor, Catra calls out, “Hey, Mara,” and Adora ignores the way Mara is grinning at her now.

“Are you picking me up from the station, or should I ask mama?”

“Hm. I don’t know, I’ll be out—”

“I haven’t even said when I’m coming!”

Mara winks and then twists around, and Adora watches as she passes the camera to Razz, smiling wide at the sight of adoptive mother. “Hi, mama!”

“Oh, how are you, dearie?”

“I’m good—”

“I am too, Razz,” Catra interjects. Adora holds out the phone so Razz can see Catra, studying on the floor at her feet.

“C’yra! Are you coming home with Adora too?”

Very matter-of-factly, Catra says, “I don’t know, I wasn’t invited.”

“Of course you’re invited, dearie! You’re always welcome here, you know that!”

“I know, Razz, I was just teasing Adora—you know, she still hasn’t invited me?”

“What! Don’t put that on me, you—” Catra twists around and grins at Adora, and god, she’s never hated her more.

“I’m surprised she didn’t invite you, you’re all she ever talks about,” Mara cuts in.

“Oh really now?”

“Oh my god, Mara, shut up!”

“Be nice, Adora. Your sister is just telling the truth.”

Catra’s smile is absolutely devious at Razz’s words, and Adora feels her cheeks go pink as she asks what exactly Adora’s been talking about. Before Mara can begin to speak, Adora grabs her phone and hangs up.

“Not a word, or you’re uninvited.”

“You never officially invited me, so…”

Adora decides then that she absolutely hates Catra.

4—

The first time Catra comes home with Adora for break is...interesting, to say in the least. Razz is usually super chill with who stays over at the house, but she’s made up the spare room and told Adora in a stern voice that Catra will be sleeping in her room and that Adora will take the spare. Mara is home too; she and Catra take an immediate liking to each other, bonded over sharing embarrassing Adora stories and baby pictures. Even Razz falls for Catra quick, and Adora rolls her eyes with a smile every time her mom calls Catra “my dear” and piles more food onto her plate every night at dinner.

But she can’t say she’s any different; she shows Catra all around the town she grew up in, takes her to all of her old haunts: the ice skating rink, the movie theater by the river, the bowling alley that they used to celebrate Christmas at every year when she was growing up. She shows her the best ice cream place in town, and her high school, and they go on a whim to the new escape room that’s just popped up.

Catra loves all of it, but she especially loves teasing Adora with Mara, because of course she does.

“Adora, you never told me about your thing for horses,” she says one night after dinner. They’re curled up in Adora’s bed watching youtube videos on Catra’s laptop, Adora half asleep and not really paying attention. She keeps dozing off on Catra’s shoulder and shaking herself awake—the third time she woke up, she realized that Catra turned the volume way down low so as to not wake her.

“I did not have a thing for horses! Whatever Mara told you, she lied.”

“And I suppose she made up the Christmas letter you wrote Santa asking for a talking rainbow unicorn pegasus?”

Adora struggles to sit up, still sleepy, and Catra pushes her back down easily. “Relax, princess, I’m just teasing you. It’s cute—and if it makes you feel any better, I’m pretty sure I asked Santa to be able to turn into a cat so I could get away with not doing chores.”

After a moment, Adora lets Catra push her back down; she tries to settle down on the pillow Catra isn’t using, but her friend makes a disgruntled noise and guides her head back to her shoulder before unpausing the video.

Adora falls asleep like that, to Catra’s quiet breaths and warmth and the quiet drone of the video she’s watching. When she wakes up in the middle of the night, they’ve both been tucked in, and though she must be uncomfortable, Catra has left her there, head pillowed by her shoulder. It’s probably the best sleep Adora’s had in years.

5—

Adora meets Catra—officially—in her freshman English class.

They’ve been reading Romeo and Juliet for the past few weeks and today the teacher decides that since no one’s actually reading it at home, that they’ll read outloud, acting out the play to the best of their abilities. It feels very high schoolish, but Adora doesn’t mind so long as she doesn’t get a character with a lot of speaking parts.

So of course, she gets assigned Juliet.

The teacher assures those with large speaking parts that they’ll switch out every so often so that everyone gets a chance to read—they’ll switch every page or two.

The Romeo that speaks before Adora’s turn is Catra. She doesn’t know her name then; all she knows is that her Romeo slouches in her seat, has wild brown hair and reads in a monotone voice.

Until—

“Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?”

“Ay, pilgrim,” Adora says, and out of the corner of her eye, she sees her Romeo straighten and turn to look at her, “lips that they must use in prayer.”

All of a sudden, it’s like a new person reading. This time her voice comes out low and smooth, and Adora can practically hear her smirk as she says, “Oh then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do, they pray—grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.”

The glance her Romeo flashes her makes Adora’s cheeks go pink, and she’s read this play enough times to know what comes next, but she’s sure the way her voice shakes will just play into character more. “Saints do not move, though grant for prayers’ sake.”

“Then move not while my prayer’s effect I take,” and now her Romeo is standing, coming close to her, sitting easily on her desk as she leans in close to continue, “thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.”

And then, by the book, she kisses her.

(The whole class loves it, and Adora cannot stop blushing and sneaking glances at her Romeo for the rest of class. Whenever their gazes meet—which happens often—her Romeo just gives her that shit-eating grin again, and though the whole encounter shouldn’t matter that much, Adora finds herself intrigued. Especially since her Romeo just shrugs and tells the teacher that she was “just getting into character” when asked.

She finds out later that her name is Catra, and that despite the bold persona she put on for class, she’s actually quite shy and easily flustered. But she is warm, and familiar, and they get along so well that Adora is honestly surprised she hasn’t known Catra all her life.)

1—

“You know what Mara asked me when she called yesterday?” Adora suddenly asks.

Catra startles and blinks; when she comes back into focus, she finds that Adora has rolled over to look at her. She’s got a faint smile on her lips, the one that she reserves solely for when Catra does something dumb, and after a pause for a beat too long, Catra remembers what Adora had said and asks, “What?”

“She asked me how you were doing. Or—no, she asked ‘how’s your girlfriend’, and when I said I didn’t have a girlfriend, she said she meant you.”

“Dork,” Catra mutters, and when Adora sticks her tongue out, Catra wiggles closer to her just to poke her forehead. “Tell your sister I’m doing good, if not dying in the heat.”

“We’ve only got two weeks left before we go home, you’ll live.” But Adora is frowning sympathetically at Catra’s curls, frizzy and wild from the oppressive heat. As much as they’re loving their vacation to Aruba, the heat is not doing it for either of them.

“Come here, I’ll—” Adora stands, brushing sand from her knees before sitting behind Catra. With a grumble, Catra sits up as well and closes her eyes as Adora begins to run her fingers through her hair, gently detangling it the best she can with her fingers. Once she’s satisfied, she begins to braid it—and she’s done this enough that the processes is over quick even with the thick unruliness of Catra’s hair. When she’s done, Catra leans back into her and like clockwork, Adora’s arms come round to wrap around her waist. Catra tries to ignore the way her back presses into Adora’s chest, tries to ignore the way Adora’s fingers are toying with the hem of her shorts, tries to ignore the way her heart is racing double time in her chest.

“I just thought it was funny, what Mara said.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know, just…” Adora shrugs and rests her chin on Catra’s shoulder, “she’s not the only one that does that, you know. Everyone thinks we’re dating even though we’re just best friends, and I—”

Adora cuts herself off so abruptly that Catra reluctantly pulls away from her, turning around to look her in the eye. “And you what?”

Adora frowns, chewing on her lip as she thinks, and she reaches out blindly for one of Catra’s hands to hold as she thinks. Catra lets her, staying quiet and stroking her thumb across Adora’s knuckles; she knows that Adora needs time to think through and process whatever’s on her mind, that she’ll speak when she’s ready. So she waits. She’d always wait.

And finally: “And I...I think I kind of love you, in every way that there is to love.”

Oh.

“Are you going to...say something?” Adora asks. She seems hesitant, unsure, and god, of course she would.

“Adora, you’re...you know how I am with words, but. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anything. I think I always will. I don’t know when I realized, but…” Catra shakes her head, giving up on words to just stare. Because Adora, her golden, summer-freckled, sun-burnt Adora, loves her. “We’ve known each other for only what, four years? But it feels like—”

“Forever,” Adora finishes. Catra reaches out just as Adora collapses into her, and on the summer beach in Aruba, they kiss for the second time. As Adora sighs against her lips and slots their fingers together, Catra thinks that this, this is the final puzzle piece, finally slipped into place.

(The next day, when Razz asks how Adora’s girlfriend is, Adora very smugly reports that she’s good. Catra finally lets herself kiss the beauty mark on Adora’s shoulder, and relaxes into her as Mara and Razz begin to interrogate her about what happened.

And finally, Catra realizes that this is what it feels like to finally come home.)

#she ra #shera #catradora #my writing #bruv........i was stuck on this yesterday but then today i was just like Ah . kermit frantically typing jpg

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silverglyph · 7 years ago

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FRAME BY FRAME - All References in the MIC DROP Fan Video by Kiera and Arwen (with pictures and links)

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First of all, go follow @seiyoko and @salukiart, they are amazing artists, animators, and creators!

If I missed any references, please message me and I will add them in!

The opening line of Dope - 0:13

At 0:08 in the video, all member’s names are graffiti’d on the walls.

A line from the song Come Back Home

From about 0:25 to 0:29, Steve Aoki’s eyes watch over the boys from the Mic Drop remix. Also, the TV says ARMY <3

Also at 0:29, there are posters lining the walls from BTS’s past comebacks. If you look closely, you can also see their logo on the controllers (this is much more easily visible later on in the video). The room MIGHT also be modeled to look like a room in their current dorm but I’m not sure.

At 0:30, the first screen of the game finally shows up, and it lasts for about 10 seconds. In that time, we can see:

The stage is modeled from their first music video, No More Dream

J-Hope (who’s character name is written as JHS in the game-- short for Jung Hoseok, his real name) is firing a Supreme gun that shoots fake money (lol).

The little mascot in the Info section is Van, a mascot from the BT21 series created by BTS and Line. Each mascot was made by/represents one member of BTS, except for Van, who represents ARMYs.

“Today, your dream begins! A new path has been opened, don’t hesitate!” I am pretty sure these are lyrics from one of their songs since, throughout the video, Van pretty much mostly speaks in lyrics. I haven’t been able to find this one though.

At 0:41, the stage changes to reflect their We Are Bullet Proof Pt. 2 music video.

Van’s quote “It’s like a desert here, there’s nothing but rocks” is a reference to the hidden song on the LYH album, Sea.

ALSO, a some of the monsters designs are based on lyrics and references from BTS’s music. I’m sure all of them are but I just can’t make the connection. Maybe the rock monster is also a reference to Sea?

Edit: Apparently most of the enemy designs are based off of album covers! This is according to Kiera’s twitter.

At 0:46, Suga joins the party as MYG (short for Min Yoongi, his real name).

J-Hope’s special attack at 0:48 is a reference to the short movie he stars in during the Wings era called MAMA (also the name of his solo song in the Wings album).

I’m not sure I even have to put this, but the great transition at 0:51 is a dead ringer for the iconic MIC MIC BUNGEE move that Suga and J-Hope do in the Mic Drop remix MV.

So now Suga is in the frontlines, attacking. His method of attack is the lighter he’s seen with throughout the entire HYYH series. It first made it’s appearance in the I NEED U music video (seen clearly at 0:29).

The stage has changed to reflect their music video N.O. The red and white color palettes of the monsters in this area are supposed to reflect the red and white album.

And at 1:05 (we’re only A MINUTE INTO THIS VIDEO WOW), they’re in the classroom setting from Boy In Luv. I have no idea what the monster is supposed to be. Is it balancing on a candle? Chalk? Does it represent the red string of fate???

Whoa hey, it’s 1:07 and we’re in the Just One Day music video! I’m fairly sure that paper airplane monster refers to the paper airplane J-Hope had in Spring Day? (At 3:20.) I don’t recall paper airplanes in their other MVs unless there was one in Just One Day that I missed?

Also, it looks like V has shown up! (As KTH, or Kim Taehyung.)

Suga’s special attack starts at about 1:09 and lasts until 1:14. In it, he throws a rock at the monster, an alarm goes off, and a piano falls on the monster’s head. This is a reference to the short film FIRST LOVE, released during the Wings era. In it, Suga throws a rock into a music store, where a piano sits, and an alarm goes off.

Back in the real world at 1:15, we can see more detailed posters from different eras. I just know the Dope era one on the right.

At 1:18, we’re in the underground subway setting for Danger. (If it wasn’t obvious, the stage appearances correspond to the order the actual music videos were released in.) V unleashes his attack, unfurling black wings and firing feathers. In the MV for Blood, Sweat, and Tears, as well as other subsequent material during this era, V was seen and associated with black wings. I think he’s fighting the Gucci snake? Because V loves Gucci in real life?

Also, Van is back! “It’s already your second year, time flows fast...” references their song Second Grade/So 4 More (which is an underrated BANGER btw).

Also, easter egg time: There’s graffiti reading “What Am I to You?” which is the title of one of their intro songs.

New player! Jin (aka KSJ, aka Kim Seokjin) appears at 1:24 and fights by blowing kisses :). Blowing kisses at ARMYs is pretty much his thing lol. Also, blowing kisses sends out hearts that hurt the enemy, and while that’s a common visualization for blowing kisses, I pray that its also a reference to Jin’s heart events.

They’re at the storefront present in the War of Hormone MV. The enemy he’s fighting is, I think, one of the black-clothed goons from Not Today and the Mic Drop remix MV. (It also appeared in Kiera’s last full-length fan animation of Cypher Pt. 3. That video is itself chock-full of references! Incidentally, I believe Van’s quote here is also referencing that song.)

Two seconds later at 1:26, Jimin (aka PJM, aka Park Jimin) makes his appearance. This time, they’re at the bonfire scene from I NEED U (also appears in their prologue MV I think). Their fighting a flower monster that I don’t know the significance of.

Jimin attacks with an umbrella. I think the umbrella is from the Love Yourself short films but I’m not entirely sure.

At 1:37, we get our first look at the achievement system in this game.

It’s all the awards they’ve won up until this point! Really awesome touch.

Two new players appear this time: Jungkook (JJK, Jeon Jungkook) and RM (KNJ, Kim Namjoon). I have no idea what Jungkook’s attack is: he pulls some string from his wrist and it transforms into a spear? Jungkook’s attack may be referencing the move from DNA. Strands of DNA come oout of his arm and form a spear. (Thank you @bangpdofficial!)

The stage is a scene from their Dope MV. Van’s quote, “so this is Bangtan style,” references the same song.

I am almost certain that the lion enemy has a mane modeled after the lily flower that appears frequently in the Bangtan Cinematic Universe. It’s even got six petals.

At 1:46, Jimin unleashes his special attack. The attack involves him eating an apple and then teleport-kicking the enemies. I think this is a reference to his short film, LIE.

The stage is from the For You MV, a song/MV exclusively released in Japan. I am not sure what the enemies are supposed to be.

Jimin’s kick transitions into the next scene, where the stage is modeled after the tunnel scene from the RUN MV. I am pretty sure the enemy is a reference to Baepsae/Crow-tit, and this bird represents the wealthy older generation.

A wild BTS lightstick appears at 1:53! (Also, we got some new scenes of their room with some new posters.) 9:18 might refer to the date the Love Yourself album was released (thank you anon!)

A new stage shows up at 1:55. I don’t quite recognize it but it might be the Japanese version of I NEED U? We can also get a clearer look at the bird from Baepsae.

At 1:57 we come to yet another new stage modeled after the Japanese Run MV. It’s filled with graffiti of the names of a ton of their songs.

V activates his special attack. A single lightbulb hangs from the ceiling and a table appears, which he kicks towards the baepsae. I believe it’s a reference to his interrogation scene in his short film, STIGMA.

Also, in a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it moment, V’s attack animation ends with him giving a peace sign and his adorable puppy Yeontan popping out of his pocket.

Two minutes into the video and we get a new stage (modeled after the Fire MV) and we finally see RM’s attack. He pulls out a giant lollipop and smacks enemies with it. He’s frequently seen with a yellow lollipop in the Bangtan Cinematic Universe.

And now they’re in a stage modeled after the Save Me MV.

Again, the stage changes into one based on Young Forever. I don’t know what that enemy’s supposed to be, but he’s pretty cool looking. And an animation for downed party members has never been so cute. (But what is that in Jin’s arms?)

At 2:08, RM provides an assist move that revives V and Jin. It takes the appearance of his BT21 mascot, Koya.

We get another look at the achievements screen at 2:10. It’s coming along nicely!

And a level selection screen a couple of seconds later! Not only does it show the title of the MV, but the description includes the album the song came from. The level code is also the date of the comeback (thank you @bangpdofficial)

2:18 shows a stage based on the Blood, Sweat, and Tears MV, as well as my favorite enemy design in the whole video: a dear featuring the circle designs from the Wings album cover.

For his special attack, RM unleashes a phone booth to crush the enemies, referencing his short film REFLECTION.

More awards!

Also, seems like the boys have started taking notes. You can see a DNA strand drawn on the bottom one (blocked a little by the YouTube bar--sorry about that).

New stage at 2:30! It’s the train from Spring Day. Van’s line about forgetting shoes also references the lone pair of shoes featured many times in that video.

Jin summons his pet sugar gliders to restore the HP of the rest of the party (to the bewilderment of Van).

Jin uses his special attack in the Not Today stage at 2:45. He takes a photo with the polaroid camera seen many times in the Bangtan Cinematic Universe, and it turns the enemy to stone. It crumbles away under his touch. This might relate to the way Jin crumbled as though he were stone in the Blood Sweat and Tears MV.

At 2:50, we’re taken to a new stage. I think it’s based on the Japanese MV of Blood Sweat and Tears. Van’s quote is another reference to the song Sea.

A closer look at the controller at 2:55.

Even more awards! Too many that I can’t even count ‘em.

And at 3:03, we see a DNA-based stage. Van’s quote is once again from Sea.

Jungkook’s special attack has all the other members in BTS appear behind him in succession before he delivers a punch to the enemy. It’s safe to say that this references the song (not the short film) BEGIN, which is something of an ode to the hyungs of Bangtan. <3 (song) (film)

3:20. Hey look it’s pretty much a direct replica of that one scene from DNA (at 3:49).

At 3:25 we get our first look at the game over screen. Among a bunch of other “you have failed” messages, there’s this one (”don’t be such a try-hard”) that further references Baepsae.

Looks like they keep getting knocked out in the Mic Drop stage. That weird rainbow ball from DNA is tough.

Van’s words of encouragement are nearly a direct quote from the best-known line in Sea. “Where there’s hope, there’s trials.”

Last but not least, BTS’s achevements have earned them a spot on the world’s scoreboard, their debut on Billboard’s Hot 100 as number 28. <3

This fan animation was absolutely stellar and the attention to detail was mind-blowing. Even the tiniest details like how each member’s idle animation would work had so much thought put into it. Again, mad props to @seiyoko, @salukiart and @yowgurt for their incredible work!

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i-ate-abmatt · 4 years ago

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Refusing to engage.

This is kinda scary. The last i came on here to write was on May 31, 2020. 5 mins ago, I was lying in bed thinking how i haven’t documented my feelings in a while. I made a mental note, which are often futile ones , to document how I’ve felt in the past year. I was lying in bed, arguing with myself. I knew , ultimately i wasn’t even going to remember this urge once i wake up in the morning. So i tossed and turned. Fuck it. Turned on the computer. In about 15 mins, it will be May 31 , 2021. Exactly 1 fucking year later. That is wild to me.

The reason it was bothering me was a simple thing. Arguably, the last year was the most eventful of my life. But I've gone about it in such a way that i have absolutely refused to engage with any of the feelings that have come as a result of these events. To the reader that's reading this, which is basically me in the future stumbling around having no recollection of having written this, I know I'm making it out to be suspenseful. Its really not, Its eventful in that a lot of things have happened in succession, including one tragedy. However, the main fact is , I have refused to engage.

Yes this me is the most profound fucking thing there ever was. In the grand scheme of things, it has helped. Its helped a lot actually to be able to soldier on. But ultimately its not healthy. More importantly, its not me. If anything, I've always been hyper aware of my feelings because I've always engaged with them. So recollect.

1. I applied to XIC

This is how i met a wonderful close friend M, but i finally gained the courage to want to pursue the arts. I asked around, primarily M who had studied in Canada and was now working as a freelance multimedia artist in Canada. I understood its easy enough to get admitted to courses but the difficulty remains in getting and staying employed. My friend, who had impressive things on her resume was finding it difficult to find opportunities. That's fine, So don't raw dog it. If you're going down this route, set up a background. Alright what do we do, Some asking around resulted in me discovering XIC. That offered a 10 month diploma in Film,Television and Digital Media. Perfect, travel to Mumbai, do a course in the thing that i have not stopped to think about since i figured what it means to think about things. Make some contacts, create some art. Put some things in your portfolio and then go abroad. You're still not going to spend the same amount you'd do on a Masters degree in Engineering. I applied, go through the written exam, had an interview where for the first time i'm in my life , i felt like i was saying things that people were genuinely responding to , not just normal people, film people. The rest of my life was about to begin. A few weeks later, i'm in the shortlisted candidates for this exclusive film course in Mumbai that kids from all over apply for. Around the same time, a little something called COVID-19 was ravaging its way through Mumbai. They announced the classes would be online for the near future. I wasn't going to pay, *Ahem* , i wasn't going to let my appa pay a bunch of lakhs for glorified live youtube videos. The whole point was to be in Mumbai, create things with people, make connections. So i said no. I asked if they'd consider me for next year while saying no.

2. I got decent at my job

I always assume i'm the weakest link in the chain. Thats just baked into my brain. So when i'm in a situation, my modus operandi is, let me get out of the way as much as possible, and facilitate the others. The project i was in, in my miserable miserable job, I happened to share responsibilities with a very capable friend of mine. This very capable friend was more than happy to do the lion's share of work involved for the both of us. I the human footbridge of course obliged and let him do so. This led to two very natural occurrences. I wasn't very good at my job because i wasn't doing it. In the absence of my friend, i was a nervous wreck who shat bricks at the first sign of responsibility. Ineptitude & Anxiety is a miserable combination. Related or not, my manager lent me to another project without an once of doubt when he had to chose between me and my friend. In my new project, i had no one to lean on. I don't give myself enough credit, but i'm a smart person. I'm capable of learning shit and thats exactly what i fucking did. I soon became pretty fucking valuable to this project. It was shittily managed project, but i found my way around it eventually and realized , i'm not that big of a fuckup as the general consensus in the brain seems to point towards to.

3. I had a cat and then didn't

Always wanted a pet, never had a pet. Always loved all kinds of animals. Brother got a cat in the US. Amma was suddenly okay with having a cat. We decided to get a cat after moving into the new apartment. Glorious. I couldn't wait. Finally found a kitten. I spared no expense. The finest bedding and toys for my child. The best food and poop sand for my youngin. Man it was love at first sight. Like i don't want to be that person who considers having a kid to a pet. But as soon as i saw Peppan(Pepper) i was like, i will protect you no matter what. So basically, what I'm saying is , I know what dads feel now. 100%. There is this feeling i get , when I'm driving and my parents are in the car. I cannot in good conscience , enjoy the music i would normally enjoy. Not that my parents will tell me to change the music. No , its this nagging feeling that I'm exposing them to a situation that i created for my own well being. I can't do it. So i have to play music that they can enjoy too, always. I can't have a thing, that's just for me. Peppan pooped in the living room once, i loved giving peppan pets whenever i could, i didn't always brush him. My mom loved peppan, but i could feel all these things bothering her increasingly. This beautiful experience became pretty stressful to me. Not to mention, we had to take him to the vet multiple times. I could feel a tension in the air mounting. One day, during lunch i asked amma in passing, why she hadn't eaten a lot of food. The floodgates opened, she hadn't been able to eat properly ever since peppan came. The pooping, the fur, the everything was bothering her psychologically. A whole room for the cat. All of it was too much. She couldn't get past it all. I immediately suggested we give up the cat before we get too attached. So we did. I teared up on the drive back, amma breathed normally after almost 2 weeks.

4. I aced the GRE

The hours were long, the work was tedious and the joy was drained. I had energy for nothing else, the nature of the work meant that i became a functional zombie. I know, this is literally everyone my age, but my company was extra shitty. I'm sure whoever is reading, your company was extra shitty too. I wanted to quit, and the prospect of a higher studies in computer science seemed like the only way out. The only way , I'd be allowed to quit my job and not have the diplomatic relations between my parents and I break down, if i wrote the GRE .

Great, lets fucking do it.

Magoosh.com ?

Perfect, sign me up.

1000 flashcards to learn vocabulary?

My good sir what a resplendent opportunity.

Notion.com to take down incredibly structured notes?.

Tumblr you are fucking lucky that i have a sentimental attachment to this website, otherwise I'd be journaling the fuck out of Notion.

Never in my entire adult life had i studied like this. I was a machine, practice test after practice test. Consistent lessons. At one point, i was so confident in my abilities. I made the request to my parents , that I'd postpone the date another week further because i was certain, i would ace the test with the right kind of finishing touches. Thanks to my friend who told me about proctored exams and for the first time in my life, belief in my self. I aced the exams, a 327/340. Which is a high score, it rested on the abnormally high Verbal score over the Arithmetic but whatever. I started preparing for the exam, wanting to beat my brothers score of 316. If only i could beat my brother, who's always been smarter and quicker, then i would be enough. With my GRE mathematics, i calculate i am 1.03 times enough. I had to use a calculator for that calculation and also, that doesn't seem that useful of a calculation to drive home the point.

5. My grandmother died

This one i don't even know man. My relationship with my grandmother was pretty much nonexistent. I will rephrase. My grandmother loved me unconditionally, I was an emotionally and socially stunted man who wasn't equipped to reciprocate. When she passed, i hadn't seen her in months, by design. I had relegated her to the same list of relatives that induce anxiety by my inability to perform. When she passed, amma called me in tears to let me know. When she passed, i didn't cry once. I think about it from time to time, how this woman who loved me so much, not for who i am or who i can be , just for me the concept, just pure unadulterated love. I haven't tried to dissect it and say, that's not possible. No-one can love anyone like that except a self important fuckface of a grandchild. She loved me and i never could reciprocate. Amma brings her up, her mother , from time to time. Appa dismisses these thoughts. Why even consider sadness he says. I can feel myself feeling these things, why even feel sadness. But i listen and nod along to what amma says. I'm stuck in the middle. Its a sad thing and i don't really know how to process it. But it happened and that's all i want to say about that.

6. I quit my job quite ceremoniously

As soon as i decided to study GRE, we as a family collectively decided it was okay to give my notice of resignation to the company. I would give my notice in October end and ask for an early release so as to facilitate my GRE studies as well as the preperation of a portfolio for a digital media course i would apply for. I told my company the truth. They did not reply to my email. Few days later, my HR told me that the upper management had to recover from the shock of my resignation. It was at that moment i realized, that the value i placed upon myself was never enough. I was a rising star. I was invaluable. I was going to do great things. Now, i had just revealed myself to the company to be a white dwarf at the cusp of extinction. Actually what i realized was that, these shit flinging monkeys were never going to release me early let alone take notice of my sincere plight.They were going to drag their feet and get as much as use out of me as possible. I mean, are you fucking kidding me, The management has to fucking recover from the shock of my incredibly momentous resignation, the fucking council of elders have to convene to discuss the FATE OF MIDDLE FUCKING EARTH. THE MOTHERFUCKING AVENGERS HAVE TO ASSEMBLE TO FUCKING REEL FROM THE THANOS FUCKING SNAP THAT WAS MY RESIGNATION?. ?????????????????. The danger was clearly in sight. To me it felt like a declaration of war. I had bigger fishes to fry, and like the best fried fish, karimeen, i would deal with the issue of the prickly bones later. Appa had the wild idea that i just start using the excuse of a backpain to start taking leaves as i need. I agreed, They want to keep me around because i'm useful, Lets become absolutely useless. So i did, leaves turned from every alternate days to 2-3 days in succession, i couldn't be relied on to complete tasks. My manager, had to tell the upper management. This boi be wildin. I eventually got calls from both my HR and my upper manager. The HR gave me a veiled threat, we'd have no choice but to mess with whoever asked after you in the future. My upper manger tried to convince me that backpain was part of the work culture in my company. Maybe i can take a week of if i need to figure out things. So i did, i took a week off and said i need 45 days to recover fully. Doctor says so. So i did, and aced the GRE.

7. I got rejected from everywhere

My company as expected , gave me a shitty Letter of Recommendation. After all , what else could they do. This was the only way to mess with me, an employee whose wishes they had no intentions of honoring. I was angry, so i told everyone in the company through an email. What angered me was the very obviously virtue signaling behavior i got after my 45 days of rest. Oh yeah, we'd be happy to give you an LOR, oh yeah sure, you tell us the format of the LOR, we'd punch one up for you, oh yeah, We'll send you the final copy for review and then we can make changes as required. The LOR i received was a glorified human certification letter.

abmatt was a person, he existed in this company. he definitely did somethings in the company. oh yeah btw, he totally decided to take rest because he had serve health issues, we're adding this in here because you know ethics and stuff.

When i asked why they mentioned my health, they said they were adding it as they had a responsibility to the truth to keep up. Not the exact words, but that was the idea. It was rich coming from a company that made lying to the clients an OPERATIONAL PROCEDURE.

Either way, this was just a taste of the clusterfuck that was my applications for the master's education in computer science. In essence, my application was a fart sound of an application with a ton of problems that came as a consequence of applying late and guided my kneejerk instincts. I got rejected from literally everywhere. I had an ace of a GRE score, and the rest of the application was the damaged cover card of the card deck that everyone ends up losing. That's the consolidated history of a year. I'm going to go to sleep now. Lets figure out more things tomorrow. Today is the most cathartic day i've experienced in a almost a year.

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fearofyoongi-blog · 7 years ago

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Oblivious To My Dream

[ The Wild Someone pt. 1 ]

tags: college au, youtuber taehyung, dancer jimin, dancer jungkook, new york city, yoonmin, eventual taekook

main character: kim taehyung

word count: 4641

read the prologue HERE

“Hey— Oh, sorry. Were you recording?” Jimin asked with a wincing expression. Taehyung felt very familiar with that look though. There was one person who had no shame in interrupting his livestreams or recordings. Park Jimin. Not that Tae ever minded. Sometimes he felt insecure in himself, especially around Jimin’s energetic behaviors. He could let the other go on and on, without any regards.

The video he finished posting was a prime example of that. Taehyung spent the better half of three hours editing the video that meant to be a book haul. Instead, Jimin encouraged him to spend more money on other things. American skin products. American clothes. American movies. Additionally, instead of making the video alone, Jimin sat by him. Making more commentary than needed through the entire recording. So Taehyung busied himself this afternoon and made sure to do the video he wanted.

Taehyung shook his head at Jimin, pushing out his lower lip. “Nope,” He responded with the pop of his lip. “Checking emails,” He lied before clasping his hands together. “Did you just get home from yesterday?”

The clothes gave his roommate away without a doubt. Taehyung recalled Jimin in the same yellow pullover yesterday. Except with different colored jeans. Something he could assume was an accident, since these new jeans fit the other well. Tilting his head, he glared at Jimin and waited for an answer.

Yet the other guy nodded with enthusiasm at the question. Taehyung was well aware of Jimin’s new relationship. His roommate had been seeing this guy, Min Yoongi, for a few weeks now. The couple spent almost every evening together. Taehyung didn’t mind having the apartment to himself these days. He found it romantic that the couple wanted to spend that much time together.

“We’re going out again tonight too,” Jimin finally added after realizing Taehyung was quiet. “You, me and Yoongi. It’s time you met him.” A soft groan escaped Tae before his roommate continued with urgency. “It’s to celebrate! To celebrate us, Tae! Three years in the city. We’re almost done with school, we’ve been roommates for this long. We have to celebrate before finals consumes our lives.”

Taehyung was not tough to persuade when it came to invites and social gatherings. He enjoyed the nightlife and enjoyed going out with his best friend. On the other hand, he had an odd feeling brewing in his stomach. What if he didn’t like Yoongi? What if he ended up being the third wheel? What if he was jealous? Taehyung rubbed his lips together as Jimin gave him a deep pout. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You look like you’re about to turn me down.” He snorted at that. “Tae…” Jimin sighed before moving further into the room. “Let’s go out. I want you to meet him. He’s a good guy.”

“I’m not even saying anything, and you’re begging me,” Taehyung commented. Tilting his chin up at Jimin as he adjusted his glasses, he continued. “You’re not going to let me say no, so… might as well give me the details.”

Jimin shouted for glee, moving closer to hug Taehyung as if he had coaxed him into the plan. “In an hour! I already scheduled an Uber so get up!—”

“Wha--”

Jimin clapped, which echoed the room, to interrupt Tae. He began moving out of the room and stripping his clothes to prepare for the evening. “Yes! Come on. Put something else on and meet me in the lobby! Happy hour starts at 5pm and I don’t want to miss it— again." He glared back into Tae’s room, knowing the other hadn’t even stood up from his desk yet.

“Alright… Alright… I’m going…” Tae huffed in defeat, walking over to his closet. They weren't many outfits in his closet. Not for this occasion. After a pensive search, he decided on a pair of black leggings and an oversized burgundy blouse. The leggings were tight, and the shirt was too big for his frame. Tae then added his favorite black loafers and his eyes settled on a black beret as well, to which made him smile.

Sighing, he tossed the beret on his head and pushed it backwards. Tae seemed to have enough time to look at himself in the mirror. Smoothing over the light wrinkles in the front of his shirt whilst chewing on his lip. He swallowed thick, wondering if this was decent last minute outfit. It did seem like a typical, casual outfit for the guy. It was very conservative, some would call it old fashioned, but it fit his frame well and didn’t make him feel so small.

Standing next to Jimin felt like that sometimes. Jimin was a dancer, slender in his waist but thick in his thighs. More often than not Taehyung would catch himself comparing their physiques. Tae was not as active as his roommate, so he never took any of the internal criticism to heart. Still he would feel nervous. Jimin’s personality, plus his style, on top of his body type, he was an eye catcher. Something Taehyung never felt like, being a farmer’s son and all.

He waited another few minutes for his friend. Despite his words, Jimin never failed to be the last ready to leave. His roommate's outfit wasn't much different from his own. Jimin paired his black skinny jeans with black boots. The turtleneck framed his jaw, while the yellow moon on his sweater matched his golden hair well.

Credit goes to searching for the perfect evening outfit. It seemed as though their Uber driver waited an extra four minutes for them because of it. The man had no issue complaining about it. Jimin apologized with a pout and offered his boyish charms. Not long after the scolding did their driver start to take them to their destination.

“You didn’t finish giving me the details,” Taehyung spoke up after a few minutes. “Where are we going?”

“You look fine, if that’s what you’re asking,” Jimin retorted with nonchalance in his tone. His eyes trained on the open Uber app. He watched the destination on the screen with a pensive expression.

“That’s not what I’m asking--” Taehyung rolled his eyes before glancing out the window. The car took an unexpected drive over a bridge, so he knew for sure they were meeting Yoongi somewhere out of the way. The guy cursed under his breath at his friend. It never failed that he would be drug off to places courtesy of Jimin.

It seemed like Jimin could read his mind though, because without missing a beat, he huffed and spoke again. “There’s a new bar not far from here,” He explained as if it were an inconvenience. “Yoongi had some business in Lower Manhattan. So we’re just meeting him halfway.” Licking over his lips, he tilted his head at his friend and smiled. “You’re gonna like him, just watch.”

Taehyung wasn’t as sure as Jimin about this. He was a kind person, sure, and he knew how to turn on his charm whenever necessary. That didn’t always mean he liked every person he came across. Even so, he knew better than to argue with Jimin. Least of all in front of a total stranger. Taehyung nodded in response, and pursed his lips. “What does he do? Yoongi? Some business in Lower Manhattan sounds suspicious.” He teased, revealing a toothy grin to the other to show his jest.

After elbowing him, Jimin scratched his neck. “He’s a music producer.”

Taehyung raised a brow. “And how did you meet him again?”

“Just coincidence,” Jimin smiled to himself before shrugging and glancing to Taehyung. “I went out with some friends, he was at the bar... I said hi. We hit it off.”

He could sense that his friend was smitten, but he didn’t know how bad it was until now. Making a sour face, he giggled and released a groan. “You’re taking six classes this semester. It’s your last year of college, you have an internship coming up, and you work full-time. I’m curious how you make time for Yoongi.” It was an odd, condescending question, Tae didn’t mean any offense. He couldn’t resist his curiosity. His own schedule, which was less stressful than his Jimin's, conflicted. He couldn’t imagine adding a romantic aspect to it. Not right now.

Yet the question only made Jimin smile wider. He was blushing bright red and he shrugged again. “We make it work. I don’t know how. We just do.” Meeting his friend’s eyes again, Jimin rested his palm under Tae’s chin. “When you know it’ll be worth it, making time just comes naturally.”

As he was about to speak- hoping to ask another question- the car pulled into a parallel space and stopped. The driver put his vehicle in park and caught a glimpse of them through the darkness. “My wife and I met by chance in 2004,” The man started with a frail smile. “I worked for a taxi company and she was running late to a meeting she considered the most important of her life.” His smile seemed to grow, the more he talked about the encounter. “It was a thirty minute ride to her destination and we never stopped talking. Instead of getting out of the car, she stayed. I didn’t charge her. We talked and drove for two hours. We married three weeks later,” His eyes checked on both Jimin and Taehyung before snorting. “Don’t let love slip by. Never.” Then he turned back in his seat and huffed, adjusting his Uber app. “Be safe tonight, kids.”

Jimin and Taehyung looked at each other before exiting the car. Neither had anything else to say in that moment. Tae seemed locked in his own thoughts. It seemed pure, the little detail that man shared. Taehyung would cherish it forever. When he thought about love, he reflected on his favorite books. The cliche romance novels with a man catching a woman. Those were his favorite to swoon over, to recite, to remember. As he considered those novels, he looked at Jimin.

The other was talking to a hostess, checking to see if Min Yoongi was on the list. Taehyung bit down on his lip as he thought of an apology. I should give Yoongi a chance. I’m being too harsh and I haven’t met him, the guy said to himself. Fingers clasped together as he looked into the unknown bar. Tae gulped as he imagined what Yoongi would look like. What was Jimin’s type anyway?

For someone so outgoing and free, Jimin kept this relationship private. Jimin never posted anything about Yoongi. Not a photo, a quote, nothing. Jimin never went into detail about the relationship. Least of all what Yoongi looked like. It was in his thoughts that he realized he was being watched. His eyes panned over the bar from the window, but he could feel foreign eyes on him from inside.

The bar was beautiful from the outside looking in though. Red and black themes furnished the brick building. The booths were dark and leather while the hardwood floors seemed almost red. A bar lined the left half of the area. Next to that were stairs, where Taehyung could only assume were for VIP rooftop service. That was typical for a bar. If he were being honest, Tae examined the bar's aesthetic as a means to avoid the stark stare he pulled from inside.

Taehyung found the eyes at the corner of the room. The other man was standing with his hands in his pockets. His eyes were dark and heavy. Tae wanted to assume the inside of the bar's windows had a tint to them. So no one on the inside could see out. That their eyes didn’t meet. Yet when the stranger noticed that Taehyung noticed him, he smirked. Nothing wide and toothy, or shy. No, this guy was making eye contact without apology. Taehyung gulped and moved his eyes, focusing on Jimin again. In a moment's notice, the hostess escorted them inside after figuring out where Yoongi was on the list.

Jimin rested his hand on the small of Taehyung’s back. Thankful for the touch, as it pulled Tae out of his thoughts. “Come on, he’s inside already,” He addressed his friend with a sense of excitement in his tone. It was quite cute, considering Jimin had only recently left Yoongi’s home. How long have they gone without seeing each other? Taehyung didn’t hinder Jimin any longer though, following his lead into the bar. It was hard not to notice the eyes still on him. Feeling watched was something that never escaped him.

It made his skin hot. If it weren’t for his golden skin tone, Taehyung was sure the stranger would catch him blushing. His ears even felt warm. The walk through the bar was long and winding. Taehyung ended up settling behind Jimin. Praying to no longer be in direct view of unnecessary eyes. He swallowed thick as he noticed they were getting closer to the man staring at him. Worrying seemed to be a lost cause because the stranger’s party started to filter out. Taehyung peeked from over Jimin's shoulder while watching the stranger. The other trailed behind a few other men. To Tae, they all looked the same height. Meekly he caught a better glance, finding his eyes wider than ever as they met the stranger's.

It happened for less than a few seconds, but he seemed entranced. For those few moments, he became trapped in a bubble with this other man. He was tall, his hair dark and almost covering his eyes. Taehyung released a shaky breath and caught a glimpse of the other’s backside. Muscular, his clothes casual and loose, just like Taehyung’s. Except the stranger’s jeans were better fitted, and he wore Timberlands that only added to his height. As the other walked further away, he headed in the direction from which Taehyung arrived. Their eye contact did not falter.

It was then that he realized his heart was unsteady. Each step away from the other caused his heartbeat to race faster. Half of him unsure of the staring, the other half so sure and familiar that he didn’t want it to end. Taehyung wanted to follow behind this stranger and talk to him. Similar to what Jimin said he had done for Yoongi. It was unfortunate that he had hardly taken in his surroundings at that moment. Taehyung was so encased in the gaze that he bumped into a booth. Stumbling and falling front first into the seat. He didn’t have time to catch the stranger’s reaction. By the time he recovered, the other was out of the door and on the street.

The eye contact, broken by clumsiness.

A shaky breath escaped his lips as he found himself seated beside another stranger. This one seemed less gawky and more present in the moment. Tae’s eyes searched for Jimin with urgency, only to find him sitting opposite of this stranger. A platinum blonde, thin man wearing a long sleeve sweater and ripped skinny jeans. This had to be Min Yoongi.

Taking them in, as a couple, made Tae smile. The blonde in Yoongi’s hair matched the golden color of Jimin’s. Even the way they greeted each other was cute. A simple, bashful grin. Then Yoongi bumped Jimin's chin with his thumb, causing Jimin to wither in his seat. Taehyung was jealous of the moment. Neither bothered to address him yet. They seemed lost in their reunion which made him snort. At least it gave him enough time to peek at the entrance of the bar again. Deep in regret, he wished the stranger would return. If not for a hello, at least a goodbye.

Nothing.

In disappointment, he fiddled with the menu on the table. With no aim or thoughts, the guy flipped through the Happy Hour options and sighed. Taehyung was only met with that feeling of drabness, then the sound of Jimin calling his name.

“Hm?” He grumbled before he turned his attention back to the people beside him.

“Tae,” Jimin chuckled in a breathy expression after saying his name. “This is Yoongi, the guy I’ve been telling you so much about.” Typical him, to compliment himself. The comment made Yoongi cringe, his eyes squinting with embarrassment.

“Right, yes,” Taehyung sat up straighter and extended his hand to Yoongi. “I’m Taehyung. Jimin’s roommate. I’m sure you have heard plenty about me too, right?” He asked starkly, joking at first but deep down hoping Jimin brought him up. They were best friend’s after all.

“He might have mentioned you, one time too many,” Yoongi replied with a daring grin. The proud guy took Tae's hand and shook it. Jimin matched that with a smack on Yoongi's arm before hiding his face in his sweater.

After putting his hand down, Tae fell back into his thoughts. He wondered about the stranger and who he was. Most of all, if Yoongi knew him. He allowed the couple to fall into a conversation after giving their drink orders to a waitress. Tae would wait all night if he had to, if it meant finding out who the stranger was. For now, and the next thirty minutes, his attention focused on his phone as he checked his phone.

Lucky for him, he did not wait long. Five minutes after, the waitress returned with their drinks. Jimin started to speak again while Tae and Yoongi downed their round of drinks. “Who were those guys sitting with you before us? I meant to ask earlier. I hope we didn’t just interrupt your meeting.” Jimin said wryly, though Taehyung knew his words were only to show modesty. Again, Jimin was the king of interruption and great timing.

This conversation caught Tae's attention, and he turned to them again. He settled his phone in his pocket and listened.

“That was Jin and... some dance group. He wants to hire them for his new artist’s music video,” Yoongi started, both him and Tae watched as Jimin nodded along. “You haven’t met Jin, he’s been out of town for awhile.” Then he turned to Tae. “Jin’s my roommate. He owns a part of his dad’s record label, so he’s got creative rights of almost everything in his side.” Tae’s eyes followed as Yoongi began to rub his hands along his pants. Was he nervous about something?

“Jin just got back into the city so I had him meet up with me here for drinks. While I waited for you. I didn’t know he was bringing them,” Yoongi further explained to Jimin without missing a beat. Even emphasizing the word them as a means to defend himself.

Taehyung finally spoke up. “Who are they?”

Surprised by the interest, Yoongi and Jimin looked at Tae. Jimin grinned coyly while Yoongi answered his question. “--Don’t know. Never met them before now. I know they’re a dance crew that’s from South Korea. They travel a lot and are pretty well known.”

“He meant their names,” Jimin added hoarsely, glaring at Taehyung. There was a pause from Yoongi. Tae and Jimin were doing a weird gaze that seemed unreadable to the naked eye. Something Yoongi wouldn’t be able to translate, even if he wanted to. “Oh, don’t give me that." Jimin scoffed at Tae. "I saw you staring at them. Which one caught your eye, hm?.” He taunted Tae, who bashfully scratched his neck.

Nice as he was, Yoongi shrugged. “Honestly, I didn’t ask. I didn’t know he was bringing them so I didn’t bother to learn about them any better.” Yoongi said, in hopes of getting the spotlight off of Taehyung. They all sipped their drinks for a second before he continued. “They did follow me on Instagram, from their account. They’re gonna be in town for another week or so. I can link you up, if you want.”

That right there was enough of a let down for Taehyung. To hear the stranger he met eyes with will only be in town temporarily. It seemed that all hope to know him better washed away. Knowing who he was would be pointless. "Not necessary, I was only curious," Tae sat back against the booth and finished his drink. Maybe that’s why he didn’t say anything, He told himself. He knew it would be pointless, too. Pressing his lips into a thin line, he waved a waitress down and asked for shots and another drink.

Jimin felt caught off guard, but more than accepting of a shot. Yoongi didn’t decline either, despite being here the longest, and offered to put the order on his tab. When the drinks arrived, Taehyung downed one and only asked for more. If he was going to mope, he would rather do it drunkenly. Tae continued to sit in silence. Yoongi and Jimin became involved in yet another conversation. They seemed good at that. Good for them.

His gaze went back to the entrance of the bar. Dazed and confused about the guy he let walk away. If it was pointless to dwell, then why was he dwelling? Taehyung had never felt this out of place before. Whenever he went to a bar with Jimin, his friend seemed to be the center of attention. Guys, girls, it didn't matter. Tae was much more reserved. Yes, easy to speak to, yet difficult to capture his attention. Regardless, even without a word, he captured this stranger's stare. Of course he wanted to know why that was. Even if he were to find out it was for his best friend, like every other time before.

“So what do you do?” Yoongi asked, a few minutes later. Managing to pull Taehyung out of his sullen thoughts for a conversation. “I mean, I know you’re in college like Jimin but… What do you?”

“Literature,” Taehyung said shortly before returning to his drink.

“He loves books and novels and films.” Jimin stated in addition to his roommate's brief explanation. “He has a YouTube channel too. He talks about all kinds of literature on there. It’s fascinating.” Tae snorted at Jimin’s compliment though. Knowing well that the other didn’t watch any of his content. Only if he was in the video as well. Even so, Jimin would sit there and talk about himself throughout the entire video. Nothing more.

“I enjoy scripts and broadway too,” Tae said after an extra minute of his silence. Jimin had gone on about something else, but Taehyung didn’t hesitate to cut his friend off. As a means to answer Yoongi. “I like musicals. I try to go to plays in the city. They’re expensive, so I only go once a year. Haven’t missed one yet.”

Yoongi was quiet, nodding along to everything Tae revealed. “Wow, you’re really into the arts, huh?” Taehyung nodded. “Do you do anything yourself? Like, writing, acting even? Painting? Or are you only a fan?”

“He sings,” Jimin, once again, chiming in. “Boy, if you like my voice, you should hear his.”

Taehyung dismissed his friend nonchalantly. “I don’t sing. I mean, I do, but I’m not trained. Not like Jimin.”

He could sense Yoongi feeling overwhelmed by this tennis game of conversation. The guy’s head was bouncing between the two of them as they carried themselves through. A smile lifted his features before he laughed. “You should let me hear you someday. Did Jimin tell you I’m a music producer? I’m always looking for people to work with.”

Jimin shifted in his seat and cleared his throat.

Taehyung didn't noticed. Instead he agreed and shook his head all the same. “Singing isn’t my thing though. I do it in passing but-- it’s not my thing.”

“Then what’s your thing?”

Taehyung didn’t know who the question came from, but he didn’t answer either way. He swallowed thick before taking down the rest of his drink. If they had asked, he would admit that he didn’t understand the question. For as long as he could remember, his thing was literature. He dreamed of other ambitions. Being an actor, being on broadway and singing, but those weren’t serious careers. Not for him.

Not for the farmer’s son from South Korea.

His parents allowed him to move to South Korea for the sake of bettering his education. If they ever learned about this need of his, this insatiable need to be front and center? He didn't know how they would react. He didn't know if he wanted to know either. So he suppressed these ambitions. Rather than pursuing them, he stood behind his desires. Tae vowed to channel his interest elsewhere.

At some point he felt himself check out completely. The third or fourth round of drinks had met the roommates with glee. Taehyung drank and drank until he was a giggling, bubbly mess. He remembered dancing around a little bit, outside of the bar. Jimin and him locked arms and shouted to the city until they became hoarse. They friends were lucky enough that Yoongi had a car, so they could catch a ride from him.

From there, it all seemed like a blur. Taehyung hopped into the backseat of the car and laid on it. Jimin rested in front, entwining his fingers with Yoongi's free hand. Both were singing with the radio. Whatever was playing, even if Tae's English wasn’t perfect, he caught every melody. From the backseat, he opened up his phone and jumped on Instagram. He can’t remember why or when he pressed the ‘Start Live Video’ button, but he did it. In a matter of seconds, his followers joined the video chat. They all seemed to enjoy and listen to Taehyung’s rendition of the song played.

Even Jimin and Yoongi were quiet and attentive. They made eye contact and nodded at each other. Jimin basked in the glow of being right about Taehyung. The guy could sing, even if he wasn’t trained like him. If Taehyung were listening close enough, he would hear Yoongi mentioning a track he had in mind. While listening to Tae sing, he imagined the song and melody, how it was perfect for him. If he were paying attention, he could hear Yoongi begging Jimin not to feel upset about this.

Yet Taehyung seemed lost in his own world. Singing to the song with confidence even he couldn’t recognize. As the third song came to an end, he looked at his feed and grinned wide at the followers watching. Insisting, with a finger to his lips, that they could keep this secret between them. Before he knew it, Tae exited the app and laid hard against the seat. The familiar bridge, from earlier, came into view from the window. He knew he was going to be home soon. Try as he might, he couldn’t stay awake for the rest of the trip.

Instead his eyes fluttered shut as visions of the stranger from the bar came to view. Tae dreamed of singing to the boy. Singing until he agreed to stay with him. Don’t let love slip by, he hummed to the man in his dream. Never. Fingers caressing the skin he wished to know. If only it were real. If only.

#please do not repost or reblog. likes are okay!#chapter series: oblivious to my dreams #bts fanfic #taehyung fanfic #taekook fanfic

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Dag 3 THE DAG FILES! *que X Files music* The following events took place at the Spring Grand Rod Run, names have been changed to protect the stupid and liable. time:.......dark....ish im working a double, 2nd & 3rd shift pryor to the take over of the motel there for i was still a employee at the time and had to answer the a boss (the sorry motherfucker that he is) but thats another story/rant. its hot outside, people are pissing and shitting all over my lobby bathrooms and im trying to deal with 100+ geusts and god only knows how many classic cars... this is more of what its like to deal with multipul shitty guests and problems while working a rod run in pigeon forge tn. the grand rod run takes place twice a year and has more that 1000-2500 show cars through out the city of pigeon forge. we find our hero sitting on his ass watching youtube videos and eating potato chips and trying to download bootleged My Little Pony:Friendship Is Magic episodes when the internet suddenly explodes and stops working due to me trying to download 30 episodes at once! this is more of what its like to deal with multipul shitty guests and problems while working a rod run in pigeon forge tn me: *prior to net crash* ^.^ *om nom nom nom* *internet crashes* me: O.O........shit....not good me: hey chris (we work in pairs on rod runs) chirs: whats up man me:.....um i think were fucked chris:what did you break? me: the internet....all of it chris: I FUCKING TOLD YOU NOT TO DOWNLOAD THAT MUCH PONY SHIT AT ONCE! me:.....sorry?...you fix?...please chris: *sigh* leave, NOW! me: *me runs out from behind the counter just as the phone rings* ~when the wifi goes down at the motel, you might as well have set the place on fire, eeeeveryone calls to tell you!~ me: front desk poc 1: (pissed of coustomer) yeah uh hi, the inter net is not working, how do i log on? me: (i know its not working, i broke it! ^.^) im sorry we are having technical difficulties and are trying to restore it as we speak! poc1: oh ok ill try later! bye me: that wasnt so.... *ring* me: front de..... rpoc: (realy pissed of coustomer) HEY THE INTRANETS NOT WORKING me: im sorry we ar....(did you just say "INTRANET"?) rpoc: WHEN I MADE MY RESERVATION I WAS TOLD THERE WAS WEEFI AND I DONT HAVE WEEFI WHAT DO YOU PLAN TO DO ABOUT THAT! me: sir im trying to get it back on line and i should have it working with in.....( WAIT...WTF IS WEEFI?) rpoc: I DONT WANT EXCUSES I WANT THE INTRANET FIXED me: sir? sir are you there? rpoc: *yells louder* I SAID IIIIII WWWWWWWWAAAANT TTTTHEEEEEEEE INTERNET FIIIIIXXXXXXEEDD NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOWWWWWWW CAN YO.... me: SIR YOUR GOING TO HAVE TO SPEAK UP BECAUSE I CANT HEEEEEEEEEEAAAARRRRRRRRR YYYYYYOUUUU! (fucking yell at me dick head) rpoc: *SOME HOW YELLS EVEN LOUDERER* III SAID FIX THE GOD DAMED INTRA......... me: idk chris i cant hear the guy, he sounds like a broken record. (lmao i soooooo can hear the vein in your head thumpin!) rpoc: you have got to be kidding me, now the fucking teller phone doesnt work *hangs up* chris: what was that all about? me: thats how you deal with a bad guest chris: great! now hes going to come down here and bitch to me me: yup, see ya later! me: *leaves to check parking lot for cars to tow,leaves chris to clean up mess* me: *looks out the window* (if there were any more cars in my parking lot it, this place would look like a poory orginized scrap yard) me: *walks outside for 3 hours* *3 hours, 2 beers and one smokey burn out from a dodge challenger later* *sitting at the desk, chris leaves for the night* chris: im turning my phone off, dont....fucking.....call...me! me:k me: (back to down loading ponies! and cruse CL for car parts) poc: AHEM! me: /).- (I will not respond to a clearing of the throat, what the fuck bitch, this aint high school) poc: AAAAHHEEEEMMM! ME: (NOPE! FUCK YOU) poc : EXCUSE ME! me: (was that so hard?....bitch) yes mam! may i help you? ^.^ poc: uuuhh you need to do something about that drunk guy in the pool.... me: drunk guy? poc: yes hes in the pool and hes drunk and i dont want to see that! me: ...*blank stare* poc: well.... me: (do i get any more info than that? ITS THE ROD RUN! EEEVVERRRRRYYYBODIES FUCKING DRUNK!) yes mam what does he look like? poc: HE IS THE DRUNK ONE! me: (com'on! take the hint!) mam this is the rod run and everyone in the pool is drunk, is he bothering you in anyway? poc: well..huh..he just shit in the pool.... me:........ me:....your shitting me....(i haha i made a funny) poc: she for your self! me: *goes to pool, see only 3 people in the pool, all of them drunk* me: soooo he just? poc: yup, he just dropped his swim suite and shit right in the pool, then he jumped it , then he told his friends that it was a candy bar and dared them to eat it! me: .......*speachless*.... me: ok mam, who dun shit in my pool *i sooooooo wish i was making this up* poc: him! *points at all 3 drunk people* me: (really? not the middle one, not the one on the right just that one?)ok witch one of them? poc: the fat one me: (THERE ALL FUCKING FAT!) ok witch fat one poc: I FUCKING GIVE UP! *STORMS OUT* me: (damn, she lasted longer than most, shee needs a discount!) me: *walks out into the pool* ok, who shit in my pool (this situation warents cussing) *all the drunk people* "HE DID" *AND POINTED AT EACH OTHER!* me: /).- WHERE IS IT! *again all three of them * THERE! *all three point in different directions!* me: soooo its everywhere.... *blank stares all around and akward silence* me: where....is..... the.... TUUUUUURRRRD *more blank stares* drunk guy 1: ummmmmm me: all of you, GET OUT! drunk guy 2: but what if we.... me: NOW! *all three exit pool* drunk guy: um when can we get back in the pool? me: tomorrow dunk guy 2: why so long? me: look im the only guy here and i have better things to do then go on a wild goose chase for a lone turd in the pool! drunk guy 1: well whos going to clean it up? me: NOT FUCKING ME! YOU WANA SWIM? GO NEXT DOOR AND LAY A LOG IN THEIR POOL! *they all think this is wildly funny and walk off to deuce one out in the smokey mountain lodge's pool* 30 mins and a few pissed off would be pool goers later ME:* just sat down to pizza* *ring, ring, ring,ring,ring* me: FOR FUCK SAKE! I HATE YOU PHONE *get up and walks to phone* me: *bangs knee on desk drawer* FUCKING OOOOOWWWWWWEEEEEEEEE ! FUCK YOU TOO BROKEN DESK DRAWER! AHEM! front deak *in sweet voice* dag: (room 403)" THE GAW DAMN INTRANET AINT FUCKIN WERKIN!"(i a heavy drunk southern accent) me: e.e...(you sound familar) its not? one second let me check. *puts customer on hold* me: *goes to bathroom to take a dump* 5 mins later me: (fuck ! hes still there!) *takes dag off hold* sir? dag: BOUT TIME! me: try it agian dag: I DONT FUCKIN KNOW HOW TO GET ON THE GAW DAMNEDED THING ME.......O.o (then how do you know its not working.....WAIT, HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU....DO YOU EVEN COMPUTER BRO?) me: sir? dag: *YELLS TO WIFE* HEY! GET THA FUCK OVER HERE AND MAKE THE FUCKER WORK ME: .....(oh my god this is like jerry springer) *long pause* dags wife in background: THERE! IT FUCKING WORKING...WAIT NO, YES...NO ITS NOT ME:.......sir? DAG: HANG ON DAMNED IT! ME:......*SUCKING BACK LAUGHING.....BECAUSE I JUST FLIPED THE BREAKER TO THE ROUTER KILLIN ALLLLL THE INTERNETS* dag: IT JUST WAS FUCKIN WERKIN THEN THE SHIT BROKE ME: HANG ON A SEC.....*puts dag back on hold, sit down and eats a slice of pizza* 4 slices of pizza later... me: *flips breaker back on, takes dag off hold* sir, HOW BOUT NOW? dag: HAY, HE SAYS ITS WERKIN........WELL.....GET THA FUCK OVER HUR AND MAKE THE TING GO! ~pernounce it just like i wrote~ long pause...... dag: aigh the fuckers workin now ME: go deal yall, yall has a goooooooood nigh nowww...... dag: hangs up me: (THAT WAS FUN! now for foods!) *almost sits down* *ring, ring,ring,ring,ring* me: FUCKING REALLY?!? ahem: front desk? dag: HAY ME: (oh gawd not you again) yes sir dag: what room are we in me: O.o..(really.....you dont even know what room....) 403 sir dag: im in 403? me: yes sir dag: TELL THEM FUCKERS ABOVE ME TO SUCK THE FUCK UP OR IMA GONA BEAT 7 SHADE OF SHIT OUT OF THEM! ME: (i would pay soooooo much money, you dont even know) sir its 930pm and during the rod run thing tend to go on until 12 am or so, im sorry but there nothing i can do dag: I GONA KICK THEIR ASSES! ME: SIR! PLEASE DONT GO......*CLICK* ME: *RUNS OUT THE DOOR TO THE 5TH FLOOR* FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK! *arives at 5th floor.....its empty* me: ......(aint no one up here) *walks down to 4th floor, sees drunk guy outside 403, in whity tighties, passed out in the chairs* me: (im sooooo not dealing with that) *goes back to office* me: * sits down at the desk and see something out of the corner of my eye* *looks at security moitor* me: DAFUQ IS THAT? *switches to pool cam, see UFO (unidentified floating object)* me: nooooo, it cant be.... *zoooms in, sees large turd* ITS BACK! THE TURD! ME : *runs around the counter to the pool, trips on carpet and knocks over entire brocher rack* me: (deal with that later, I HAVE SOME SHIT TO TAKE CARE OF!) *at the pool* me: damn.....thats quite the deuce....atleast a 2 pounder *starts talking to myself in a steve irwin accent* me: wear hear in the confines of the pool room, in search of a veronious beast! SHHHHH *GRABS SCOOPER* aahw yea thar she is, just look at hur thear, she a absolute beauty! and shes a floata too! me: *lowers scooper, turd slide off the edge* awhh shes a fisty one she is! ima grab her tail! me: * trys to come from below and scoop it up, turd veirs away* shes a quick won! HUHO QUICK! THE SHELA IS MAKIN A BREAK FOR IT! me: *finaly scoops turd* HE SCOOPS HE SCORES!!!!!! * turns around see's hot girls laughing at me* me: *looks at turd on the scooper* (theres not a hole deep enough for me to craw off in right now) *drops turd in trash* * relocks pool goes to desk to commit suicide* 20 min later me: *watching youtube, probably supercharger videos around that time* dag: HAY, YOU BACK THUR? ME: (maybe if i sit reeeeeeeal still he will not see me) dag: HAY! *leans around counter* me; (FUCK! IT SAW ME) me: yes sir how ma.... dag: LISTIN THE INTRANET DONT WERK, YOU GOT US UNDER THESE LOUD FUCKING PEOPLE , YOUR POOL IS CLOSED AND IT AINT EVEN TIME TO CLOSE IT AND TO TOP IT OFF NOW MY TV DONT WORK me:im sorry sir (no im not) but i cant move you to another roome because we are full. dag: WELL WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT THIS! I WANT A GWAD DAMND DISCOUNT! ME: (no you need to put a shirt on, no one needs to see your "DD" man titties!) im sorry sir theres nothing i can do, you will need to talk to the manager in the..... dag: I DONT WANT TO HAVE TO WAKE UP EARLY AND COME THE FUCK DOWN HERE TO TALK TO A MANAGER I WANT THIS SHIT FIXED NOW! me: (and i want a decent blow job from my wife, but that shit aint going to happen either) im sorry bud but i cant do anything until morni...... dag: YOU CAN ATLEAST OPEN UP THE FUCKING POOL! me: sir i cant op.....SURE THING! TELL YA WHAT IF IT WILL MAKE YOU HAPPY I WILL OPEN THE POOL JUST FOR YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS BUT NO ONE ELSE, IS THAT OK? dag: now thats more like it *walks out the door* me: (BAWAHAHAHAHHAHAHHA!) 15 MINS LATER. DAG AND HIS WIFE ARE SWIMIN IN THE POO WATER LAGOON *chis walks in with beer* chris: *stops, looks at the two fuckers swiming in the pool* you know its past 11 right? you not suppost to let people swim past 11 me; i know chris: oooookkkk why do they get to swim? me: because i hate them chris:sooo you hate them and they get to swim.....is that the motherfucker that yelled at me for the inter net not working? me: yup, and some one shit in there earlier to day too chris: *snots beer out his nose* HAHAHHA WHAT THE FUCK? me: yup, fuck them chris: thats sooooo wrong me: yup chris: your going to hell for this but it sooooo worth it /rant

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The BN Top Cubs Prospect List: Numbers 20 to 16 is All About the Righties

We are ranking the top 20 prospects in the Chicago Cubs farm system as the 2019 season opens up. A state of the farm system, an introduction, and prospect number 21 are here.

As we open up the top Cubs prospect list for 2019, it begins with five right-handed pitchers, which battles shortstop as the farm system’s strength. Let’s get right to it.

20. Erich Uelmen, RHP

Age:22-284. Acquired: 4th Round (2017). 2018 numbers (A/A+): 89.1 IP, 92 H, 3.83 ERA, 30 BB, 82 K, 3 HR-A. Projected 2019 Assignment: High-A Myrtle Beach. ETA: late 2021.

Has: Uelmen reminds me of that golfer, you know the one: shows up to the course in sneakers and cargo shorts, has the wrong grip and the ugly swing, but crushes 300 yard drives nonetheless. At some point, the raw athleticism takes over and corrects everything else. Uelmen is the organization’s most athletic pitcher. This translates to the mound best with a fluid arm action and power sinker. His Low-A stint produced the 10th best groundball rate in Low-A over the last 5 years (min 50 IP).

Shows: A reminder of why the sinker/slider archetype has long been a thing: it’s really the original tunnel. Those two pitches start the same way, and then right as the hitter has to make a decision, dart down in essentially opposite directions. Uelmen’s slider, then, becomes the essential pitch for him to make it to the Majors. He must be able to throw it in any count, whenever the catcher senses a hitter sitting sinker. There are starts you’ll see that kind of confidence, and his feel for the slider is good-ish, but we need significantly more consistency.

Needs: Golf pants. Er, I mean, smoothing out. You have to imagine pitching coordinators/coaches are thrilled to take their shot with Uelmen, as more consistent mechanics could unlock so much possibility. Part of what makes Uelmen a fun watch is the wildness of his delivery; sometimes he’ll land with a hop, sometimes with a fall towards first base. Sometimes the slider becomes a wild pitch as his front shoulder flies open. A smoothed delivery could add so much: sinker command, slider consistency, perhaps even more velocity.

(Photo by Larry Kave/Myrtle Beach Pelicans)

19. Paul Richan, RHP

Age:21-338. Acquired: 2nd Round, Compensatory (2018). 2018 numbers (A-): 29.2 IP, 19 H, 2.12 ERA, 5 BB, 31 K, 2 HR-A. Projected 2019 Assignment: High-A Myrtle Beach. ETA: 2022.

Has: Gloveside command, which if you watch as much Northwest League baseball as I do, is an exceedingly rare attribute in the low minors. Richan owned the corners in his professional cup of coffee, particularly the outside corner to right-handed hitters, who hit just 145/175/236. I also really like Richan’s slider, probably the most of his pitches. He’s shown comfort frontdoor-ing it to lefties and it’s just death to RHH’s.

Shows: An advanced, mature full starting arsenal. Richan will throw 5 pitches: 2-and-4 seam, slider, curve, change. The curve and change both need enhancing in the Cubs system, and finding a pitch usage balance is going to a learned process. But like with Keegan Thompson last year, the expectation is Richan’s slew of options should allow him to rise quickly.

Needs: In three years at the University of San Diego, Richan gave up 219 hits in 189.2 innings. He’s not immune to hard contact, and he will have to prove more adept at avoiding that. While there’s not much projection left in the 6-2, 200 frame, I do see the possibility for Richan to add some better muscle, and perhaps the fastball ticks to 93+ a little more often.

18. Richard Gallardo, RHP

Age: 17-174. Acquired: IFA signing ($1 million, 2018). 2018 numbers: None. Projected 2019 Assignment: Extended Spring Training. ETA: 2024.

Has: While I’m not comfortable ranking players I have exceedingly limited video on, there’s one thing clear in Gallardo’s available YouTube clips: a really, really good curveball. It might just be the best in the system, and he’s yet to throw a pitch for the organization.

Shows: Velocity up to 94 mph, with late life, as a 16-year-old. The Cubs believe that, as they were able to with fellow modestly-sized Venezuelan Adbert Alzolay, that in their strength-and-conditioning program, Gallardo’s average fastball velocity could grow into the mid 90s. He also throws a change-up with plenty of confidence, and when paired with the Cubs organizational strength in developing that pitch, we can project a nice three-pitch mix.

Needs: Innings and instruction. We need to see in game play how much work is still left in respect to Gallardo’s command. He will start 2019 in Extended Spring Training, and the Cubs will decide there which summer league is better for him this year: the Dominican or Arizona. At either stop, we’ll have a better idea just how raw a project Gallardo is.

17. Tyson Miller, RHP

Age: 23-213. Acquired: 4th Round (2016). 2018 numbers (A+): 127 IP, 104 H, 3.54 ERA, 35 BB, 126 K, 12 HR-A. Projected 2019 Assignment: AA Tennessee. ETA: late 2020.

Has: It’s obvious when you watch Miller – elite fastball spin. For a guy who sits in merely the low 90s, Miller gets so many swings and misses with his fastball. Miller’s 4-seam fastball has natural cutting movement (like you see from C.J. Edwards), so the Cubs encouraged him to embrace and try to maximize that advantage. His 2-seam movement is more subtle, but the little arm-side movement comes late, and hitters are seemingly always underneath it.

Shows: At his best, it’s clockwork. Strike 1, a two-seam fastball on the arm-side of the plate. Strike 2, a four-seam cutting to the other corner. Ball 1, a chin-high fastball the batter spits at. Strike 3, the off-speed at-or-under the knees. So for Miller, the key is commanding the fastball early in the count, getting the hitter off-balance and guessing, so the count can do some of the work his raw secondary stuff does not.

Needs: One of 2 things, and which one it is probably decides his ultimate role. If he’s to be a starter, he’ll need more from his secondaries. The slider is one-plane and tight, capable of swings and misses, but it’s not something you’ll see on Pitching Ninja anytime soon. The change-up flashes pretty good, and was helpful in his 24% K-rate to LHH’s. But the usage is still pretty low. Miller’s other path would be in relief, where he could almost surely tap into more velocity, and throw his fastballs even more often. You can imagine if he’s sitting 93-96, with his natural movement and spin, he’d find bullpen success.

16. Cory Abbott, RHP

Age: 23-158. Acquired: 2nd Round (2017). 2018 numbers (A/A+): 115 IP, 94 H, 2.50 ERA, 39 BB, 131 K, 8 HR-A. Projected 2019 Assignment: A+ Myrtle Beach. ETA: 2022.

Has: While at the crossroads of his career in college, Abbott researched how Noah Syndergaard throws his slider. Let’s be clear: Cory Abbott and Thor fill out a jersey differently. Noah throws harder in his sleep. And yet, in fooling around with Syndergaard’s slider grip, Abbott’s career changed. He stumbled into the perfect pitch to play up all his other offerings. His slider – sometimes called a cutter – is almost like the exact midpoint between his fastball and curveball. It, by itself, is not a particularly plus pitch. But when all together, they exist within a tunnel that hitters really seriously struggle with. His 2018 was one of the most dominant seasons by a legitimate pitching prospect the Cubs have had in a decade.

Shows: Hints of the command necessary for him to have Major League success. Abbott is all-the-way maxed out in his body, and there’s likely no other pitches to add. He is what he is. And so, with the stuff on the fringier side, there’s an absolute importance on Grade A command. And not a lot of wiggle room around it.

Needs: It’s all about the changeup against left-handed hitters for Abbott. His platoon split difference was 207 points in OPS last year. Abbott’s change is currently easily the worst of his four offerings, it often is hung up there asking for damage. We have heard Cubs minor league pitching coordinator Brendan Sagara is leading the pitch design charge within the Cubs organization. I’m just thinking out loud here, but I wonder given Abbott’s previous success with seeing a grip and adding a pitch, if rebuilding his changeup from the ground up could be just what the doctor ordered.

Up next: 15-11, where we see the upside lottery tickets in the system.

Source: https://www.bleachernation.com/2019/02/27/the-bn-top-cubs-prospect-list-numbers-20-to-16-is-all-about-the-righties/

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electricdazemag · 8 years ago

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Hello, I’m Sorry: Interview

by Tasha Bielaga

The sadboy party rock genre you’ve been missing is finally found, thank god. Seattle based indie pop/trash band Hello, I’m Sorry has been stirring up the Washington DIY scene for a little over 2 years. Songs like Good’s Not Great feature that panning of guitar lines between speakers, you know, the one’s that make your brain feel like it’s spinning when you listen to it with headphones. Vocalist Seth Little, drummer Paul Rhoads, and bassist Cam Richardson all live in Bellingham, WA, where their daily antics are filled with schoolwork and pestering their guitarist Alexander Henness, who lives south of Seattle, to come work on music. The band’s fuzz pop feels reminiscent of warm summer nights full of friends and basement gigs. It’s the embodiment of what goes on in most youth’s heads, set to a tune you can dance, or mosh, to. We talk about saying goodbye to Seth’s beloved 2002 Jeep Grand Cherokee, the best cassettes printed to date, and their janky mic set ups, the epitome of DIY.

Electric Daze: How do you balance making music, working, and going to school?

Paul: School is the only reason I live in Bellingham actually, I’m from California. As much as I would love to just do music 100%, I’m paying a lot of money in tuition and I know what I’m studying, so a lot of my life is based around school. I always make time for music on the weekends though.

Seth: Music is the funnest thing for me, it’s what I enjoy doing the most. But, I am paying a lot of money to be here and should probably be putting more work into school. Whenever I have down time I always try to write something or be productive with my music.

Alex: I think it’s definitely worth it to find a good balance between everything. Since I drive up here all the time to play shows and hang with these guys, music is the most important thing that I want to spend my time doing when I’m not working.

ED: What was the first DIY house show you played that really pushed you to get into this scene?

Seth: We played the Karate Church in Bellingham with Roar Shack back in February of last year! It’s this church that, I don’t want to say renovated because it just looks like half of it got torn down on one side, but you know. There’s this basement part that has a dirt floor. That was definitely the first show where I was like “this is tight, this is such a cool DIY scene”

ED: You guys have obviously played a lot of different shows, from bars to house to dirt floor basements. What makes you want to keep pursuing the house show scene vs. a different approach?

It’s sweatier, they’re more fun! I’m a huge fan of the DIY scene. All the music we’ve recorded has been on laptops, and the DIY part just seems like people are always there more for the music. It’s a lot more intimate.

Are there any songs you particularly like to play live?

Bodies, Sleep by the Phone, Little Plan. People go wild to those. We played a house show with the band Cruise, and it got really crazy really fast. Somebody spilled FOUR LOKO on Alexander’s pedal board, SO sticky man. And then I was worried for the foundation of the house, I felt like I had to be a dad about it you know like “Yo! Let’s be safe out there!” and then give a thumbs up and play the next song.

You do so much releasing on cassettes, which is super tight! I saw there was a mini zine that came with one of them, what was the inspiration for that?

Our good friend Mimi Jaffe actually did those! She also did the cover art for Consolation Party, she’s one of my favorite artists in Bellingham. She did a page for each song and I printed them for the cassettes.

How was working on the Z-Tapes cassette compilation? How’d you get in on that and why’d you pick that song to cover?

Filip from Z-Tapes hit me up and originally wanted to put out some of our tapes, but he had a lot back ordered. I ended up putting ours out ourselves. Anyway, he asked if we wanted to cover a theme song to be included on this cover compilation, and I thought that was tight so we did. I originally wanted to do (Theme from) The Monkees, but it was taken. So I really dug deep and found this mini 70’s tv series that used a Sex Pistol’s cover of Eddie Cochran’s Somethin’ Else, and I thought ehh that technically works, so we covered it!

What’s your favorite cassette that you own?

Alex: There’s this rapper on Stone Throw Records named Koreatown Oddity, and he made a mixtape that’s him rapping from the Fresh Prince of Bel Air's perspective with these really late 90’s beats on it. It’s a 1/100 copy.

Seth: I’m really into The Replacements, but I’m not huge on the album “Don’t Tell A Soul”, but that album has a song titled “Asking Me Lies” that is Paul Westerberg’s attempt at a pop song and it’s SO awful and amazing at the same time, especially on cassette, so that’s my favorite right now.

Paul: When I was a little kid I had a cassette of The Lovin’ Spoonful that I used to listen to in the car, that’s probably my favorite.

ED: You guys did a west coast tour back in August. How do you feel the cities music scenes vary?

Well LA was hands down the best city we played it. They were very receptive to new music that they probably hadn’t heard before. We ended up meeting with mutual friends in most cities, which made the whole tour very cohesive, and not vary a lot surprisingly.

ED: Do you have a wild story from your tour?

OH! We bought a new car! This tour was very very DIY, we didn’t even rent a van. We had Paul’s 2009 Scion xB Box Car, that he just loves, and Seth’s 2002 Jeep Grand Cherokee. On the way back up it was so cramped in the jeep, the engine light was flashing, and the gauges would go all the way up and then all the way back down, and we’re just thinking something’s wrong, something is terribly wrong. So we pulled over on the side off the road in Weed, California, and Seth found a dealership that would trade straight across. We get a 1999 Volvo cross country, and that car, was the worst car, in the entire world. It had a coolant leak, so we pulled over every 45 min from northern CA to Seattle, WA, to pour coolant in. At one point one of the covers for the headlights just flew straight off while we driving, and there was a huge semi truck that had exploded, so the drive just took forever. We got into bed at 7am the next day.

ED: You guys have accomplished so many cool things in 2016, like playing with Together Pangea, playing EMP Sound Off, and more recently you played with TV Girl. What goals do you hope to accomplish this year?

Playing with bands that we really like is always a goal of ours. We also really want to play a festival this year. We’d love to do, you know, like, Coachella, hahaha. Touring again and more shows! We have to figure out how our summer’s going to look individually and then work around that.

ED: Good’s Not Great has 20,000 views on YouTube, and 107.7 has been spinning it lately, which is so cool. Were you expecting that song to kinda be your single and the one people listed to the most?

Seth: Honestly, no. When I recorded it, I recorded all the instrumentals and I was super hyped on it. Then I recorded the vocals and it just sounded fucking awful, I was like this song is the worst thing I’ve ever made in my entire life. I remember going “holy fuck, these vocals suck, I forgot that I can’t sing” and I was super depressed for like two days. And then I went in and redid the vocals and went “alright these are better, this song is passable now”.

ED: Do you have a specific writing process? I know you do a lot of half done demos, what’s the process for that like?

Seth: Yeah! I don’t know how to say this without sounding like a total tool, but recording for me is part of my writing process. I normally have a half baked idea and I go in, record it and work with it. I send a lot of small ideas to the rest of the guys and they’ll give me feedback on whether I should continue it or not, and that’s what drives my song writing.

ED: Do you do most of the song writing yourself then?

Seth: Yeah, I do almost all of the writing and recording. We always rework the song live though, and sometimes they end up having a completely different energy which I’m a huge fan of. What I’m trying to new with the new album is make demos and then play them and work through them as a band, and then re-record them to match what we do as a band.

ED: What’s your mic set up like? I know small bands always have the coolest (shittiest) mics.

Seth: The jankiest for sure! I have two mics that I use for recording, one’s a Sennheiser condenser mic, and I think the other is an Audio Technica that I use for vocals and drums, sometimes everything. Sometimes when we practice, I take a 1950’s ribbon mic and run it through a solid state 80’s fender amp with chorus on it for a while, because I didn’t have an amp that could take the xlr input. That was probably the jankiest situation.

Paul: Sometimes when I’d use a vocal mic, we’d string it over the rafters in the basement because we didn’t have another mic stand. So it would just kinda dangle in front of my face.

ED: How do you guys feel about music videos? Any plans to do some soon?

We’re doing a live recording of our set today with Bellingham Sound Check actually! That’ll be nice to have a video of how our songs sound live vs. what Seth records. As far as our own music videos, we’d like to do one for Good’s Not Great. We like to sit around and talk about what would be a cool video for each song.

ED: Is anyone a different kind of artist? Obviously you’re all musicians but is anyone acquainted with other forms of art?

Seth: I am definitely NOT.

Alex: I play soccer, and I think Soccer’s an art.

Paul: Well I’m in a jazz band! Which is still music, but a different kind.

Cam: I have a friend who lives in Texas who asks me for beats that he can rap over. So I send him some terrible beats to rap over.

ED: Would you ever make beats for Hello, I’m Sorry, maybe less lofi more terrible rap? If you had to cover a rap song, what would it be?

I feel like we could rap. We could cover Gangsta Gangsta, or definitely Rap Snitch Knishes. Maybe Mathematics by Mos Def but it would be hard. We could take a stab at it though! We’ll make a bad demo and follow up.

photo by Emma Hatwell

Connect with Hello, I’m Sorry on Instagram at @hello.imsorry and on Facebook here.

You can listen to their music on bandcamp at helloimsorry.bancamp.com and on Spotify here.

The cassette with the mini zine can be found here, and the ZTapes compilation here!

This is the first installment of features on Seattle based bands. Check back here soon to read the rest!

Check out Tasha’s work for the magazine here.

#tashabielaga #interviews #washingtondiy #hello im sorry #helloimsorry

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carlosbriganti74 · 8 years ago

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BIGFOOT lives, no honest it really does - and here's 10 reasons why

Deciding whether or not to put this feature together was a tough one. Its something which I've had to keep on the low, bar telling a few friends that is. Those who I can just about handle laughing at me for making such a wild claim. But its after 5 months or so of much on-line research (or rather listening to Bigfoot sightings on Youtube podcasts while on smoke breaks at work) that my whole thinking and out look on the world, man and life itself has been turned upside down, big style! Leaving me with no other option but to share my findings and either turn your world upside down too or at least give you and your friends and good laugh, like my mine did. So here it is - Bigfoot really does exist, and the United States Government do not want you at all to know anything about this, never mind talk about it. Below are even more reasons why its time to maybe start believing in the existence of what we know as Bigfoot.

1) Bigfoot History

First of all... what exactly is Bigfoot? The missing link, sub-human or pro-typical primitive primate, who knows?. A popular theory though is that BF is in fact 'Gigantopithecus' . An extinct genus of ape that existed from perhaps nine million years to as recently as one hundred thousand years ago in what is now China, India and Vietnam. Many Scientists claim these human-ape like creatures originated in the Caucasus Mountains/Central Asia, which would explain their easy accessibility to the new world and surviving the Ice-Age by crossing over the land bridge.

But it was actually the legendary Nordic viking Leif Ericson who wrote down the first recorded sighting of Bigfoot. In which the feared viking chief, who was the first to land in N,America in 986 AD came across Sasquatch and described them as "horribly ugly, hairy, swarthy and with great black eyes". Adding that they were also "loud, foul smelling and towered over his men" scaring the vikings away from their discovery of then new world.

Aside from the rather comical 'Finding Bigfoot' series shown today on US TV where so called 'experts' go 'Squatchin'. Which if anything mocks the whole research around Sasquatch with its daft attempts to lure them out in the open in front of a TV camera crew as they paint the creature as the gentle giant of the forest, which it definitely is not. Sasquatch history in the US in fact goes back many centuries with the native American Indian culture being the most familiar with the being. With their history recording many gruesome tales of their battle to live alongside Sasquatch (the very name Sasquatch comes from native American culture also), even today Indian reservations are sighted still as major BF hotspots. More than that there's a list of old time Bigfoot sightings and incidents which can still be found written up in old United States newspapers, some going back as far as 150 to 200 years ago. But aside from this the research going into finding Bigfoot today is now bigger than ever. Our ability to share information, and more importantly the sightings and experiences of hundreds of every day Americans has very much sparked what is with out doubt the biggest search ever staged in the US to find Sasquatch.

2) Bigfoot Sightings through the Ages

Many sightings come from those who obvisouly spend much time in the woods. Deer hunters probably spend more time in the woods than anybody, so it's no wonder that every year reports of Bigfoot sightings come from hunters as well as hikers and campers. Also in the southern states many sightings have come from the weed growers, who understandedly prefer to keep their experinces to themselves so not to bring attention to why they were in the forests in the first place. But with multitudes of sightings, almost weekly with many sightings give the same defining descriptions as each other. With a foul smelling odour in the forests, howling noises never heard before and the feeling of losing all sense power over themselves. going weak at the knees, unable to speak never mind the ability to run away.

The effects on people who have come across Bigfoot have ranged from people losing control of their bodily fluids to all out panic, some have gone on to go to pieces like one chap from Canada who ended up losing his wife, kids and job, hitting the bottle then sadly committing suicide, though many also go on to become researchers themselves with Bigfoot taking over their whole life's. In terms of the area's BF lives in its now believed that migration roots from Canada down both sides of the US coasts are the main stomping grounds of BF with most sightings happening around the summer months. With the more aggressive Bigfoot species in and around Texas and Louisiana where they have been known many times to of attacked, even kill people who live in the main hotspots of the state. Sasquatch, also known to the people of Texas as 'Buggers' are said to be quite aware of the 'man of the woods' which is believed that if you leave them alone they will you alone. But they're also known to keep it to themselves rarely sharing their experiences with 'outsiders'. An understanding which has stayed the same within southern state folklore since the first pioneers set foot in there around the late 1600's.

3) Video Evidence

Yep, there's a stack of phony so called live videos of Bigfoot out there and most of us have seen them. Many of them nothing more than a joke with some guy in a hairy costume leaving what could be just a handful of films as the read thing, but if one video is in fact the real deal then surely it must exist? So make your own mind up and watch the video below showing some of the more popular and trusted Sasquatch sightings out there today. Including such sightings as the 'Harley Hoffman' and the 'Marble Mountian' video and the 'Minnesota Red', shot in 2011.

Though while there's plenty of video sightings out there on line today there's also meant to be many more video sightings which have never been seen by the public. Some reportedly clear as bell, full of detail showing what looks to be the real thing owned by researchers all around the US. But researchers themselves have become so cautious over releasing video evidence of Sasquatch down the years due to the hassle which has gone hand in hand with releasing such videos.