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anchanted-one · 2 years ago

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Legend of Lightning Chapter 66: Family, Found and Real

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43208574/chapters/116106772

Tython

Vajra was apprehensive about going down memory lane, given his nightmares were populated by phantoms from his past. And yet, he also felt a deep relief, like he was acknowledging a portion of himself.

“Tell me about your family, your direct family. Start with your parents and… second mothers.”

“My mother was Anagha. I was her only child. She taught me a lot herself. How to stalk and hunt game, swim, fish, climb, wrestle, and how to cook. Jamuna taught me how to use the spear and sword. Not that it got very far; I just learned the basics. Shruthi was one of the women who watched over all the tribe’s children. She taught us all how to sing and dance. I loved dancing especially. My father Sanjaya was mute, but he was the strongest man in the village. He taught me how to listen, in addition to sign language. Our version, that is. It’s very practical, but limited. He also took me on a few excursions sometimes, to show me how to find my way through rough terrain. He let me ride the yaks sometimes.” Vajra chuckled. “They were hairy and smelly, but loyal and kind. They could and would drive away predators, but never attacked us.”

“Tell me about your siblings.”

“I had six half-sisters. Trilochana, Kali, Kamakshi, and Shreya were Shruthi’s daughters. Bhuvana and Swathi were Jamuna’s. Shreya was a year younger than me, Swathi was a month older. Trilochana was twelve. They were getting ready to put her through the first rite of passage, to prove that she was ready to be an apprentice.”

Unbidden, images formed in his head. Images of their corpses. Swathi’s mouth had been burned all through, probably a sign that Bellicose had fed her his Lightsaber. Trilochana had been sliced into fourths. He had found her with her face down, recognizable only by her favorite ornament; a pretty rock set in a hairpin. Shreya had been squashed under a rock, her bones crushed under the force. He hadn’t found the others before happening upon his mother’s body.

The memories did not raise much emotion within, other than a righteous anger against the Sith’s callous disregard for life. And a disgust at seeing innocent children dead.

“I can see where your mind went just by looking at your eyes,” the doctor sighed. “You remembered their deaths, didn’t you?”

Vajra nodded and told her what had come to him just now, and she shook her head in disgust.

“You may be relieved to not feel any torment, the way you do for Uphrades. But do you feel any sense of loss? Of longing?”

“A little.”

For the first time, Doctor Row looked angry with him. She rose out of her seat and began pacing the room. “Tell me. Imagine for a moment that you know you’ll lose your emotions again one day, including your feelings for Jasme and Kira. How would you react to that knowledge? Are you willing to let your love for your friends be excised?”

Vajra shivered. He could not answer.

“Now think about this; based on what you told me, you loved your family a great deal more than you do the girls in your life today. Imagine that. Imagine what you have lost, in exchange for that peace of mind. Was it worth it?”

Again, Vajra could not bring himself to answer.

Row sat back down and massaged her temples. “I shouldn’t be so mad at you. From your perspective, not having more souls crying out in your nightmares must be a huge plus, am I correct?”

“I can’t take any more of them,” he answered weakly.

“I understand. But if you were in a better place, mentally, you might be horrified. In fact, knowing what kind of person you are, I’d bet half a year’s salary on it.”

“What kind of person am I?”

“A warm, soft child who is horrified by violence. One who revels in the presence of his loved ones. But I’m afraid ethics and sentiment aren’t the only reason I’ve filed a formal complaint against Master Oteg.”

“You’ve filed a report against Master Oteg?”

“Yes. You see, his actions have left you vulnerable to your emotions. You will always be a lot less emotionally mature than you would have been, had he allowed more conventional means of helping you.”

“What?” Vajra sat up straighter. “But I’m not that immature, emotionally… am I?”

“Perhaps not. Uupa WenSuul’s lessons have sprouted deep roots in your heart. Patience and even-temperedness will always be your hallmarks, I think. It took some real doing for Angral to break your calm. But you take in guilt like a sponge. Have you noticed that?”

“I—”

“Yes?”

“I don’t…”

“Perhaps you haven’t, but can you deny what I said? You felt guilty about the Khrayii and Power Guards you killed. You feel guilty about Uphrades. You feel guilty about letting Tarnis and the defectors of Havoc Squad escape. You feel responsible for every life you couldn’t save. How much faster can you be? How many places can you be in at the same time? Can the Raudra create clones of themselves?”

“No.”

“Then why do you believe you should have been able to reach Uphrades in time? We’ve already established that visions are iffy.”

Vajra swallowed. “What I’m about to tell you stays with us. Don’t put this in your notes. Don’t tell Master Satele, don’t tell anyone.”

She looked at him slowly. He told her slowly about his special gift, the Shattersense.

He then opened his third eye. “This eye of mine is blind. It happened when I was young. Since I can’t use it for natural sight, I trained myself to separate mundane sight and Force sight between my eyes. My lower two see the real world. My third sees the tapestry that is the Force. I can See it. The flows, the cracks, the breaks. I can see it all. But as I am, I can’t comprehend it. Do you understand? If I had practised my Sight instead of my swordsmanship—”

“Then you’d have been able to reach Angral, but not stop him. You’d be in his grasp, the way he’s in ours. And Uphrades would still be dead, as would everyone on Tython. Including Jasme. Sight is good, but not that great.”

“If I had seen, I could have gotten them to evacuate. The Masters would have been waiting for Angral. He’d have walked into a trap.”

“Perhaps. What are the odds you could have managed it though? From what you described, your Sight sounds like something that would take many lifetimes to master. You’re working on ‘maybes’ with this line of thought. Look instead at what happened. You saved Master Satele and Jasme. You saved Ranna.”

Vajra felt a stone sinking into the pit of his stomach. Another person he hadn’t thought about in days. Whose feelings he’d ignored when he tried to end his own life. Had she heard about his suicide attempt yet? How badly had she taken it?

“Tell me more about your feelings for Satele.”

“Eh?” He wondered why she’d gone there all of a sudden.

“She’s quite popular, you know.”

“Can’t imagine why. Anyway, the first time I saw her, my eyes almost popped out of my skull. I thought she was among the beautiful women I’d ever seen, and Jasme was sitting in the room with me at the time!”

Doctor Row chuckled.

“I… I was honored to have the Lightsabers she loaned me. They felt even more special when I found out—” he almost kicked himself for nearly blurting it out, but Row waved her hand.

“I know that she’s Jasme’s mother. In fact, I know who the father is. I am her therapist to this day. Rest assured, there are few secrets she hasn’t shared with me.”

“She still needs therapy?”

“Yes. I’m sure you noticed, but she’s rather isolated and alone. Therapy is where she gets things off her chest. She has talked about you quite often, usually in conjunction with Jasme.”

“Are you allowed to tell me that?”

“This level of detail? Of course. Satele is quite fond of you. I’m sure she’s told you that herself. And so has Jasme, by now. Satele cares more about you than any other Jedi. Or most people at all, except for Theron, Jasme, and their father. It’s not entirely for Jasme’s sake either. You’ve been asked to take on so much, and you always pull through. She feels guilty about it. And yet, proud. She takes your mental health as her personal failing. She wishes with all her heart that she could have kept you on easier missions after Tython. But you just got thrown into the Angral situation.”

“She’s definitely like a m—a m-m-mother to me. Just like Jasme’s a sister…” He had a sudden mental image of Master Satele and Jasme on Raudraksha, as a second mother and half-sister respectively. The picture felt… like it should have been real. Like it was the most beautiful what-if that would never exist. “I love her just like Jasme,” he admitted. “Maybe not as strong, but it’s there.”

“Know that it’s mutual. And know that she doesn’t give it freely. That you won her love means that you’re a good child.”

“Or lucky. Jasme’s the one she really loves. I just got a fast pass.”

“She didn’t love Tomas Vance. Barely gave him a second glance. Nor has she loved anyone else who Jasme befriended.”

“What does all this mean?”

“It means, that you also saved someone who sees you as a son. In a way, you saved your family from the deranged Sith Lord this time. Think on that, okay?”

Satele sat in her chambers, enjoying a rare moment of solitude. For reasons she didn’t quite know yet, she was taking Doctor Row’s advice. She was composing a letter to Vajra, to tell him what his struggles truly meant to her. For her own sake, and Jasme’s, but mostly for his.

“My Dear Son,” she had begun. The opener still made her blush hot crimson. “We’ve not really talked in any capacity too far outside our roles as Jedi Master and Knight until today. But there’s some things I absolutely need to tell you about.”

Her intake of breath was very shaky, owing to the fact that her heart seemed to have jumped into her throat.

“Moving on for now, why don’t you tell me about your upbringing by Uupa?”

“My first memory of her is when my basic was still bad. We relied on a droid to translate. And teach. KV-220F. He was assigned to take care of Master WenSuul, who was already getting old. One of the droids assigned to Master Oteg gave him the files on my language. I didn’t know how she expected to behave with her at first, so I treated her as one of the elders I was often assigned to accompany. Like Parijatha, especially. I stayed as close to her as I could, took care of her chores and stuff. But at the time, she was still able to do most of it, albeit slowly, so she didn’t appreciate it. She did approve of the attitude, however. She set me on helping others instead. Most of the people there were alright humoring the cantankerous Jedi, even if it meant accepting the help of a small alien child few could understand. They started to appreciate having an extra pair of hands.”

“Or two,” Row chuckled.

“Some of them were mechanics and repair shop owners. These were happiest with my help, since they were almost always overburdened. They asked Master WenSuul to send me over two afternoons a week, in exchange for some extra credits. She was living off her stipend, but thought it would be a good way to teach me how money worked. I also helped some of the poorer or older farmers during planting and harvest season. Again, I was paid a fair wage. Uphradeans weren’t big fans of exploitation.”

“What about your training?”

“Master WenSuul trained me for an hour at dawn, and two at dusk. Sometimes she trained me late at night, when she had certain lessons that were better taught when most people were asleep. She was constantly frustrated by my short range. She insisted that the problem was in my head. But I’m still limited to around fifteen meters. She gave me my first training Lightsabers a couple of weeks after I arrived. She made me take it apart and put it back together every night after I got the hang of technology. It was good practice. But mostly, she worked on making me patient and compassionate, as you’ve noticed.”

“I’m good at my work.”

“She gave me her Holocron to study the Lightsaber Forms. I started on the footwork drills within the first week of apprenticeship, and incorporated Lightsabers as soon as I got them. I would train before and after my morning sessions with her. It was a good way to start my day.”

“I’ll bet it was.”

“I also trained during the day, whenever I had ten minutes of break time.”

“Your skill had to come from somewhere.”

“There were other Jedi who came to teach me from time to time. Friends of Master WenSuul who dropped by to visit. They trained me, corrected my forms.”

“Can you tell me about them?”

“There were four of them. Rosavi Birch was a tall, serious Zabrak Jedi with tattoos on her skin. She had a Padawan named Tau, the last time she came, four years ago. Tau was silent but kind. An orphan, like me. I didn’t pry, because she was clearly still dealing with her traumatic life. She was nine, I think. Rosavi had long hair that she was proud of. Apparently, it was the only trait she inherited from her father. I made her a clasp, the last time I saw her. That was the only time I saw her beam like that.”

“Tau…” Doctor Row pressed keys on her datapad. “Rosavi Birch… ah, yes, here we go! Rosavi’s currently serving as an ambassador to the Akaza. It’s a conflict-ridden world, so Rosavi serves as an impartial judge and arbiter. You’ll be pleased to hear that Tau seems to be doing better. She has the makings of a fine Jedi Knight. She helped raid a small bandit camp two weeks ago. Her full name is Tau Idair. Maybe you’ll meet her again someday.”

“Then there’s Kresham Juure. He was a middle-aged Sephi Arkanian with a cybernetic hand, the first one I ever saw.”

“Serving on Thustra as part of the defense force. A General, I believe.”

“The Echani Jedi Germaine Hext. He’s the one who taught me Echani and Mandalorian unarmed combat, which I honed along with what my family taught me.”

“Germaine, eh?” Vajra thought he saw a hint of sorrow on her face. “He was KIA on Balmorra, fighting Lady Riiyavi Rooks. While she was the victor, she was too wounded to defeat his partner, Aryn Leneer.”

“I mourned his death. And finally, there was Harunobu Yukimura.”

“A blademaster.”

“Yes. He’s from Akaza. He was a great swordsman, better than anyone else I’ve ever faced. It was through sparring with him that I became what I am today. His Padawan, Maia Ibari, was my age. She didn’t have his knack for swordsmanship, but she was a great huntress.”

“I see… on special assignment for the Jedi Council.” She looked disappointed. “I was hoping that at least one of your old trainers would be able to come and meet you.”

“What? Why? They can’t see me like this! You want them to see me like this?!”

“Yes. You need all the support we can get you. Kira, Jasme, and your T7 aren’t enough. I’m going to ask Satele to be another you can lean on. Be sure to accept her help. Okay?”

“…” Vajra was reluctant, but in the end, all he could say was, “Okay.”

“Please forgive me for writing, instead of saying all of this in person. I’ve always had difficulty being open about my feelings, but I’ve become even more isolated in the years since being given my title. Maybe you can imagine. She’s a little awkward in her personal life, so try to make her feel comfortable.”

“She’s awkward?”

“I know, right? With her refined manner and impeccable taste, she just might be one of the most charming people in the galaxy! But she’s got her own weaknesses, the same as anyone else.”

“I’ll be mindful.”

“Good. I’ll go talk to her right now. Go back to your room. I’ll come there with her when we’re ready.”

“That day, when you saved so many lives on Tython, including your closest friend’s… you saved mine too.”

Satele reflected on that feeling. Never had she known such raw gratitude before. It was the sort of overwhelming emotion that typically saw maidens offer themselves to someone who’d just saved them.

“I’m not used to that anymore, or to Jasme being in danger at all. She may have already told you how I barely let her out of my sight in those dread hours, as if I could have protected her myself from what was coming. What’s more, the entire Jedi leadership was in peril of being wiped out. Their deaths alone would have been a more devastating and lasting blow than the Sacking of Coruscant had been. And then there are the archives. Pure luck was all that spared them the last time. This time, they’d have been lost for sure. If things had gone differently, my final thoughts would have been how the Jedi suffered such a mortal blow under my leadership. About how utterly I had failed at my entire life’s work. You spared me that. You spared all of us. The Council, High Command, the Senate, the Supreme Chancellor. People all over the Republic don’t realize just how much you saved that day. I’m sorry if this seems to lack humility, but I do not deserve to die with a regret that large. I may have been a poor mother, lover, and friend. But I gave my life to serving the Jedi and the Republic. I have dedicated every breath to that service. Seeing the Jedi survive such a threat was vindication of a sort.

“There are only twelve people who have saved me from the jaws of death, Vajra. Fewer still, who have saved everything I have fought for. And that is why I can no longer ignore what you have become to me; a second son. I can never fully adopt you, as my daughter has. But know that I will love and support you as best I can. There is a place for you in my heart.

I’ll see you soon, Satele.”

As she considered her words, her doorbell began to ring. Rather insistently too. She knew that the embarrassed part of her would stand a better chance at prevailing upon her to scrap this message, so she hit ‘send’ before answering the door. She only hoped there were no mistakes in her wording, or grammar. That would be terribly embarrassing for the Grand Master of the Jedi Order.

Vajra returned to find an extra occupant in his room.

“Ah, look who’s back!” Bengel smiled. “How was the session?”

“Not bad,” Vajra returned the smile. “We talked a lot about Master WenSuul.” He turned to the newcomer. “Who’re you?”

“Who am I?” The handsome man voiced a disappointed huff. He rounded on Kira with a flourish of his green robes, which Vajra noted, were the same color of his eyes. “Kira, I see you haven’t shown your former master any of the portraits I sent you! Have you even told him anything yet?”

“The timing’s a little bad, alright?” Kira had a half-exasperated, half-embarrassed. “I don’t think we need to talk about this now. Why are you even here?”

“Why am I here? Why am I here?” He drew himself up theatrically. “Oh, my dear! I’m here to help my sweet little warhead.” Kira blushed at that last word. Was that what he called her? Did that mean…

The man who could only be Kira’s boyfriend turned back to Vajra. His bow was worthy of the Alderaanian noble houses. “My name is Seraphim Abbot. Freshly returned from another terribly daring mission!”

“Ohhh, it’s nice to meet you at last,” Vajra offered him a hand uncertainly. “I’m sorry for not meeting you sooner. You’re a very important person to one of my closest friends after all.”

“Indeed,” Abbot raised his head. “It’s a travesty, a shame! To think she did her best to keep us from meeting! The lengths she took, the threats she made!”

“The drama classes she skipped,” Jasme giggled. She seemed to be bursting with amusement and happiness. “Just tell him already!”

“Oh, as you wish, Madam. You see, shortly after the two of you were hailed Heroes of Tython, I asked Kira to marry me. And she said yes.”

“Huh?!” Vajra’s jaw dropped. Kira buried her face in Seraphim’s back. Jasme began bouncing and making high pitched, squealing noises like a bird that had just seen her fledgelings take flight for the first time. “Th-this-this is…” Vajra giggled and sputtered uncontrollably. “Kira, can you come out so I can congratulate you?”

Kira poked her head out from behind Seraphim’s back. Her eyes were mortified and embarrassed. Her cheeks were bright pink. “You’re not angry?” she asked. “That I said ‘yes’ when you were missing?”

“How long can you keep your life on hold?” Seraphim boomed, pulling her around him. His dark arms held her firmly as she squirmed. “He’s happy you didn’t stop living, yes?”

“I am,” Vajra confirmed. He seized Kira’s hand and wrung it tightly. “Have you picked a date? A venue?”

“It’ll be a long engagement.” Kira’s answer was forced. “Aren’t you annoyed he chose now to spring it?”

“What better time?” Jasme choked. “He needs the mood lift! Just look at him; that’s the first smile I’ve seen on his face in years! The first smile in years!”

“Years?”

“Well, I haven’t seen you smile since you left for Nar Shaddaa.”

“Ah, yes. The Power Guard Project,” Seraphim snorted in disgust. “Yes, I’m in the loop. So anyway. Kira told me of your troubles. Confessed, more like. She didn’t admit it easily. So, I thought I’d come over and offer you my support. You’re the second most important person in her life, after all.”

“But… but… but… you’re getting married?” Vajra stared at Kira, feeling warm and giddy.

“It will be a long engagement,” she repeated with a slightly pleading expression. “Damn, I knew it felt weird! I’m still just twenty! I never expected to get married before my twenty-fifth…”

“And we can leave it that long!” Abbot promised her. “Or longer.”

“What will you do once you marry?” Vajra pressed. “Will you stay in the Order? Will you try to get a permanent assignment together? Do you want to have children?” He gasped. “Would I be… like their uncle?”

“Only if you live,” Abbot said, turning sombre. “Although this is the first time we’re meeting, I’ve heard so much about you already… I feel like I was right there when you stopped Tarnis. Or saved Alderaan.”

Vajra did his best not to look at Kira. She’d never talked to him about Abbot, not in all those months on Alderaan. Whenever he’d pressed her for details after a furtive date, she’d told him about what they did, but refused to talk about the man himself. He figured she simply didn’t want her lives to overlap. Perhaps that had changed since he ran away.

“I want you there. At our official engagement—which is set a few months from now, our wedding, and every other event in between. Come, sit down. I want to get to know you better.”

Satele was not used to such a crude summons from the Council. Normally, it was done by emergency comms, not a messenger. But Oteg had returned with his team, and the news was apparently explosive.

It was almost enough to make her forgive unauthorized access to the Temple.

Almost. She would bring it up with him later. Couldn’t he have used the comms? Did he have to maintain his façade to this degree?

What did it matter? The Empire knew where Tython was now. But still…

I will bring it up with him after his report, she promised herself.

The second she emerged into the Temple proper, she felt a powerful presence wash over her. It was beyond anything she had ever felt before, both in power, and place in the Force. She had seen powerful Neutral Jedi and Sith before, but this… it felt equal parts powerful in Light and Dark Side. Like she and Darth Malgus were both standing in the same square meter. In harmony, no less. Yet it was one person, she was sure of it! Was such an incongruity even possible?

She met Jaric and Bela lingering outside the chamber, sharing in her incredulity.

“Grand Master,” Jaric bowed stiffly. “This day is… unfolding in an irregular manner, isn’t it?”

“We will discuss it after Master Oteg’s briefing,” Satele agreed. She entered the Council chamber to find an odd assortment of people inside. Oteg sat at his seat near the door. About fifteen soldiers, three of whom in Republic Special Forces armor, whose insignia she was all too familiar with. There were a few irregulars there too. The man with the pink hair looked familiar somehow. He was speaking to Oteg’s former Padawan, Nariel Pridence, who seemed oblivious to the man’s obvious interest. There were three other Jedi there; Karita Shalan, Rucja Barruq, and Harunobu Yukimura.

And there, in the center of the hall, was a tall man in battered robes. He was the Source of the Disturbance. He turned to face her, his face covered in the shadows of his hood.

“Good day, everyone. Welcome to Tython.” Though I see Oteg has already told you to make yourselves at home. “I hope we didn’t keep you waiting.” She passed by the hooded… Force user… on her way to her seat, but didn’t manage to get a good look at him. Once all the present Councillors were seated, she turned to Oteg. “I suppose you’ve finally decided that it’s time you told us what this is all about?”

“I believe that question is for me to answer,” the robed Force user spoke in a sonorous voice. Satele felt her blood run cold when the man revealed his face, but Jaric and a few others gave her a puzzled look which they shifted to Oteg.

“Am I supposed to know who this is?” Jaric grunted.

Revan smiled ruefully, and held up the mask which had served as his persona for so many years.

The result was instantaneous.

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ainyan · 2 years ago

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For the intimacy prompts “Music” and/or “Detail” for Thancred x Kal’istae? 💜

The sound of a harp intruded upon her musings and her eyes flew open, startled. Thancred sat in a chair by her bed, his citrine eyes steady on her as his fingers slid over the silvery strings of his harp, coaxing gentle music from them. “You were thinking very hard,” he murmured.

“I was…” Daydreaming of you. “Thinking.”

His eyes glinted with laughter and she had the distinct impression he knew exactly what she’d been doing - knew and approved. But no. Surely not. “Well, nothing wrong with that, especially if you are to join the Studium. Sit back, my dear, and listen.” Again, his fingers slid across the harp strings, and his voice came again, softly on a breath of air. “Listen to my voice, dearest Kal’istae…”

She had no choice - even if she had not asked for this concert, to hear him sing was the pinnacle of her dreams. It had been no lie; she’d heard women speaking of him - but it had not been music they’d mentioned, but blandishments. Still, she had longed to hear him sing; had, indeed, heard others speak of his skill - it had seemed the perfect opportunity to beg his indulgence, especially as he seemed unusually inclined to spoil her.

So, her eyes slid shut again and she sank into the embrace of her pillows, cradling her plush in her arms as she listened to him sing. He sang of hearth and home. Of friendship. Of storm and sea. Of loss. Of battle.

And finally, he sang of love. And her heart yearned.

In the end, silence fell, and she could not bring herself to break it, afraid that any word, any motion, any breath would destroy the fragile wall between them. Finally, she heard him shift, heard him rise, and waited to hear him leave.

Instead, the bed shifted and her eyes flew open to watch him settle onto the bed at her side, his expression serious as he gazed at her. “Thancred,” she murmured, struggling into a sitting position. He reached out to stop her, but she ignored him until she was sitting up right, her plush tucked behind her. “I was listening, I promise.”

He reached out to find that lock of her hair, twining it around his finger. “I know you were. I’ve never had so intent an audience before; most who listen to my music are more interested in what it is leading to.”

She felt her cheeks heat. “More fools they - you are very talented.”

His eyes glinted. “Precisely.” When she flushed deeper, he laughed. “My apologies. I did not mean to disconcert you. I did, however, have a question for you.”

Lavender-edged eyes watched him in some confusion. “Yes, of course.”

He continued to play with her hair. “Why did you want to hear me sing?” When she opened her mouth, he tugged lightly. “The truth, please. I never sang in Ishgard. I have not sung,” he murmured quietly, “since before the Bloody Banquet.”

“Oh. I - ah…” Flushing deeply, Kal’istae dropped her gaze away from his. “Oh hells. I’m sorry, Thancred - I didn’t mean to embarrass or upset you.” When he remained silent, she closed her eyes, her fingers squeezing together. “I have always wanted to hear you sing,” she admitted in a whisper. “It seemed like such a good opportunity; you were being so indulgent of me, I thought - better now, than wait another several years…”

He sighed and released her hair. She flinched and waited for him to leave, then sucked in a breath as his hand cupped her cheek. Startled, her eyes flew open. “All you ever had to do was ask, Kal’istae. Never has there been a time in all of these years I would have denied you anything you asked.”

She gazed up at him, stunned and confused. “It was such a personal thing to ask,” she murmured, twisting her fingers together in her lap. “Music is so… special. It’s…” She trailed off, unable to find the words to articulate how music made her feel.

Sighing again, he gently shook her head. “Gods, Kali, haven’t you figured it out by now?” At her puzzled look, his fingers tightened. “I told you. You mean the world to me.”

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writing-ro · 2 years ago

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TF Rarepairing Fest Day 4: Live Performance

This is an AU I’ve been playing with for my OC/Smokescreen ship, but I’ve not been able to get the words for that one yet. But when I saw today’s prompt, I knew it’d be the perfect AU for JuneOP. So, enjoy!

Ship: June Darby/Optimus Prime

Also on: [AO3] [FFN]

~~~

Nightingale invented deeply as she watched the crowd entering the Amphitheater. It was just another Chorus, nothing to fuss over. Except for the fact the Prime himself would be performing his Call, and at least half of this crowd was hoping to be his Response.

“I haven’t seen you this nervous since your first surgery,” Lifeline said, smiling at her. “It’s not that bad, you know.”

“Easy for you to say. You’ve never even been to a Chorus before,” Nightingale said, which was true. Lifeline was a Call, and had found her Response while singing their Song in the ER on a slow night. Nightingale was a Response and this would be her fourth Chorus.

“You’ll be fine!” Lifeline gave her a small push into the crowd. “Go find your Song!”

Nightingale stumbled a bit, then sighed and waved as she shuffled into the queue. At the gate, she gave her information, and in turn was given a participant number and a seat number. As a later arrival, plus her seeker wings, she was at the back of the amphitheater. Still a clear view of the stage, but far enough she’d have to strain her optical zoom to see the Caller’s faces. She got a cube of energon from the dispenser, and settled in for a long day of listening to Songs that were not hers.

A Chorus was really a simple event, held in Amphitheaters specifically built for it. The mecha who carried the first part of a Sparksong would get on stage and sing it to the gathered Responses. If their sparkmate was present, they would approach the stage while singing the Response, and the two would duet the Song to its end, before being hustled somewhere they could get to know each other properly. If there was no Response, the Caller would leave the stage, and often the amphitheater entirely, and try again another day.

The Amphitheater was a special, almost holy ground some would say. Natural dips in the base metal of Cybertron, surrounded by spires and with small rises in the center where the Caller stood, and the spires and sometimes very ground itself would play accompaniment to the Sparksongs. All the Guild of Songs really did was erect walls around the sites, and add seating, lights and dispensers for the comfort of the mecha inside.

Mecha were encouraged to attend as many Choruses as they could, for a number of reasons, and they were often all day affairs with hundreds of Callers and thousands of Responses. And when one of the Callers was the Prime, plus an entourage of other mecha from outside Kalis, the amphitheater was packed tighter than a miner’s energon hold.

Shortly after Nightingale sat down, the gates of the Amphitheater closed, and a spotlight focused on the stage as a silver bot stepped up.

“Welcome, everyone, to the Kalis Amphitheater’s Seventy-Fourth Chorus of the vorn,” he said, his voice echoing easily around the room. “Regular listeners might realize I am not your usual MC, which I’m not. The name’s Jazz, and I was asked to lead the proceedings for this special Chorus. How is this one different than others? Because tonight, our one and only Optimus Prime will be performing his Call, to see if any of you luckily Responses have the rest of his melody!”

He gestured offstage, and from behind a curtain came the mech of the hour, to a chorus of cheers. Nightingale sat up, craning around the green femme in front of her who decided to stand to cheer, trying to get a decent look at the Prime. He was tall, she could tell, red and blue plating with broad shoulders. She couldn’t see much else, and she’d be honest, she’d never actually seen him before, having been too busy with her work in the hospital to really pay attention to the news broadcasts when he’d been annointed last vorn. She’d honestly been surprised he was taking his Chorus Tour so soon, but she guessed the Senate wanted a proper Primal Lineage instead of having to hunt for a candidate again. And while she couldn’t see him sell, he seemed to be a fine candidate indeed.

She shook her head as the crowd settled down and returned to their seats. She didn’t need to be fantasizing about the Prime at a time like this.

“Good morning, everyone,” Optimus Prime said, his deep baritone echoing through the chamber and reverbing through her spark chamber.

Oh, Primus. Maybe she’d fantasize a little.

Optimus Prime led them through the standard Blessing of Primus on the gathering, and Nightingale gave the responses by rote, too busy trying to focus her optics on him as best she could. She could pick up a couple more details: how his frame was broad at the shoulders but narrow at the waist; his helm was blue, and she thought his optics as well, and his voice was incredible. She would have to find some pictures of him on the holonet, so see if he was just as attractive up close.

After the Blessing, Optimus retreated to the backstage, and Jazz called up the first Caller. Nightingale settled back in her seat then, and most of the rest of the Chorus passed in much the same way the other three she’d attended did. Callers came up and sang their songs, and for once, most of them actually found their Responses. A silver-blue and gold speedster found his match in a red and white femme, and the two raced each other out of the Amphitheater. An initially nervous purple femme was danced off stage by a blue mech, as they sang about a first meeting. The femme who had stood in front of Nightingale practically bolted for the stage when an orange femme from the Prime’s entourage sang a song about defying expectations to be together. But the whole time, as morning became afternoon, Nightingale’s thoughts would drift back to the Prime and how his voice had made her feel.

Finally, after a good third of the Amphitheater had been emptied, and the first stars of twilight were starting to shine, Jazz took the stage again. “And now, the moment I know you’ve all been waiting for. Help me welcome to the stage, our one and only, Optimus Prime!”

Optimus Prime took the stage to rousing applause, and stood in the very center of it. Once Jazz had cleared it, a soft melody started playing, high notes balanced by some kind of acoustic, and then he started to sing. “If I never knew you, if I never felt this love, I would have no inkling of how precious life can be.”

Nightingale’s jaw dropped, and almost before she recognized what she was doing, she was on her pedes and heading to the aisle. This was it, it was her Song. Their Song.

“And if I never held you, I would never have a clue how at last I'd find in you the missing part of me. In this world so full of fear, full of rage and lies, I can see the truth so clear, in your eyes. So dry your eyes. And I'm so grateful to you. I'd have lived my whole life through, lost forever, if I never knew you.”

She stepped into the aisle, and the words she’d been waiting her whole life for came at once, and she sang her part as a spotlight turned to her.

“If I never knew you, I'd be safe but half as real, never knowing I could feel a love so strong and true. I'm so grateful to you. I'd have lived my whole life through, lost forever, if I never knew you.”

She walked towards the stage, and as she got closer, her optics locked with Optimus’s. They were blue, bright blue, like sparkflowers. And they were filled with a wonderment she had almost never seen. Certainly never towards herself before.

“I thought our love would be so beautiful,” he sang to her.

“Somehow we made the whole world bright,” she sang back.

“I never knew that fear and hate could be so strong,” they sang together, their voices in perfect harmony. “All they'd leave us where these whispers in the night. But still my heart is singing, we were right.”

She reached the stage, and he met her at the steps, taking her servos and drawing her up them until they were chassis to chassis, EM field so close they were practically one. The next part was counterpoint, but never was it disjointed.

“Ohhh, if I never knew you-” “There's no moment I regret-” “-if I never knew this love-” “-since the moment that we met-” “-I would have no inkling of-” “-If our time has gone too fast-” “How precious life can be!” “-I've lived at last!”

They joined in duet again. “I thought our love would be so beautiful. Somehow we'd make the whole world bright.”

“I thought our love would be so beautiful,” she sang to him. “We'd turn the darkness into light.”

“And still my heart is singing, we were right!” He joined her, before continuing on. “We were right. And If I never knew you-”

“If I never knew you-”

“I'd have lived my whole life through…” His voice trailed softly, and she picked up the melody.

“Empty as the sky...”

“Never knowing why. Lost forever, if I never knew you…”

The music faded away around them, but Nightingale could still feel the melody, flowing through her spark. Optimus looked down at her, a smile on his lips, and she knew a matching one had to be on hers.

Awareness slowly started to sink in; the dull roar in her audials turned into cheers, and she turned her helm to find the entire Amphitheater standing and cheering and applauding. Her wings fluttered, but she couldn’t truly find it in herself to be embarrassed, especially when she turned back to Optimus, and all she could see and feel was elation.

“And there we have it, folks!” Jazz announced, running back on stage. “Our Prime has found his Response. Let’s hear some cheers for Optimus and Nightingale!”

The cheering crowd grew louder, and Nightingale smiled and slipped one servo free of Optimus’s to wave at the crowd. He lifted her other one to his lips and pressed a kiss to her knuckles, causing her wings to give another flutter.

“These two certainly have a lot of talk about, so why don’t we let the love-liliths head for some privacy, while we sing the Song of Sparks in celebration?” An agreeable cheer answered Jazz’s question, and the visored mech flashed a grin at Nightingale and Optimus before making a shooing motion with his servos.

Optimus led Nightingale offstage and backstage, through another cheering crowd consisting of the Caller mecha of his entourage who hadn’t met their Responses. Mixed in the congratulations was teasing calls and even a shout of “Knew it’d be a seeker!” that caused both their faces to flush. Even so, Optimus accepted them with good grace, and led her to one of the introduction rooms. She’d never been in one before, but she knew this one was much better appointed than normal, to account for the mech expected to use it.

Once the door was closed behind them and the cheers muffled, Optimus turned to her. “Let me make a proper introduction. Optimus Prime, and I am so happy to finally meet you.”

Nightingale smiled. “Nightingale, and so am I.”

It was the start of one of the happiest bondings Cybertron had ever seen.

#2022TFRarePairingFest #Transformers Prime #Transformers #Optimus Prime #June Darby #June Darby/Optimus Prime

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deejadabbles · 3 years ago

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What happens when you hand YGO characters the AUX cord

idk what possessed me to make these but here ya go. Also I guess call me the 4kids of headcanons, I don't know a lot of music that isn't american-centric, so if you know some bands from other countries that could go with these please feel free to add them! <3

Yugi: I stand by the common headcanon that Yugi loves Heavy Metal. BUT this is also Yugi we're talking about, and he knows not everyone can handle the intensity of heavy metal, so often times he'll play more mild/main-stream metal or nu-metal. Something (or, rather, anything) by Linkin Park usually gets played. Three Day's Grace, Breaking Benjamin, Shine Down, NOTHING from your teen EMO phase is off the table for Yugi (plays Bring Me To Life because him and Anzu sing the "WAKE ME UP" parts perfectly together). ALSO!! I think Yugi would love Grunge music, plays Heart Shaped Box by Nirvana every. time. he's gets to control the music.

Atem: it took our pharaoh boi a long time to find his own taste in music. He does genuinely like a lot of Yugi's music but the more he listened to stuff on his own, the more he realizes that he just likes...vibe music. Ya know, music that just has a ~vibe~ like Telepatia by Kali Uchis or Electric Love by Borns (Jou jokes that it's good music to get stoned to). Also, anything Hozier makes instantly goes on his favorite songs. He's also kind of a sap for dramatic love songs. Actually, anything dramatic is up his alley so fully expect to hear some Adele or Conan Gray or Billie Eilish when you tell him to play something.

Anzu: has a wide taste in music but will exclusively play *hot girl* songs like WAP, Deepthroat, Thot Shit, and Bisexual Anthem when given the power of the playlist. Mostly does it because she loves seeing some of the boys get all squeamish hearing women belting about dirty shit. If begged she'll play other music, and in that case she'll play some Halsey, Rick Montgomery, MARINA, and so on. Yes, she does love her dance music (you can pry Lady Gaga and Black Pink from her cold dead hands!!) but she listens to so much of that while working that when she's hanging with the gang she usually goes for other types of music she likes.

Jonouchi: because of his delinquent days he listens to lots of rap music. Takayan, Eminem, and other "angry" rap dominate a big part of his playlists (but!! once he's able to embrace his nerd side he'd totally like nerd rap like JT music). He also likes K-pop tho, probably stans EXO. All in all he likes stuff with a hard beat, the kind of stuff you'd find in workout play list. Freaks by Timmy Trumpet, Turn Down for What and other Lil Jon stuff, even Harlem Shake. If you can punch bullies to it, he likes it! Anzu also gave him a deep appreciation for Nicki Minaj, dont fight me on this.

Honda: Mostly likes Rock music and all the ambiguous variety that label provides. Bon Jovi, Foo Fighters, and Killers are particular faves of his. Also fully expect him to play several Imagine Dragons songs, and 00's/10's songs like Hanging by a Moment by Lifehouse, Everything You Want by Vertical Horizon, It's Not Over by Daughtry, etc. Tends to play his "soft" rock songs to off-set Yugi's rough metal, Jou's angry rap, and Anzu's dirty girl songs. Honestly, Honda is usually in charge of the music because everyone can get behind his music, the only one who bitches is Otogi and it's just because he likes bullying Honda, not because he actually dislikes the music.

Speaking of!

Otogi: has shit taste in music. Sorry, it's canon I don't make the rules. No one ever lets him pick the music because he'll just play whatever song has it's sample trending on tiktok at the moment. And he'll play it on repeat. Does he do this just to troll everyone else? No one knows. You'd think the resident Casanova would make better music choices, but no.

Ryou: loves show tunes and will usually play go to his "Broadway hits" playlist to make things easy, but throws in Disney songs too. Every time he plays We Don't Talk About Bruno the gang breaks into song! Besides that, Ryou plays lots of Sleeping At Last and Sam Smith, kinda sad moody stuff ya know? Echo by Jason Walker, ok on your own by mxmtoon, Hello My Old Heart by the Oh Hellos, or Ghosting by Mother Mother usually makes an appearance. Anything with a mellow sound basically. He also(!!!) has lots of ambient/vocal-free music mixed in there, he knows a lot of that stuff from making background music for his RPG campaigns and, adjacent to those, found a genuine appreciation for lofi and synthwave! (like Atem, he appreciate a good ~vibe~)

#headcanons #yugioh #yugi muto #atem #anzu mazaki #katsuya jonouchi #hiroto honda #ryuji otogi #ryou bakura #idk these were nice to make tho #I only used songs that I personally know so I'd love to hear other people's music picks!!#ygo

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kaypeace21 · 3 years ago

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"Rebel robin" easterggs

- Robin's friend is a horror movie fan whos fav movie is evil dead (jonathan has a poster of it in his room)

- Robin's parent's car is the " dodge dart" a ref to Dustin's demodog-dart

-robin and her friends make analogies to zombies (like Will- the zombie boy).

- robin faints. And her friend milton says "blink once for yes twice for no". A ref to what Joyce said to Will in s1.

- robin's other friend has a little sister named el-ie who pretends to be a squirrel. A ref to el killing a squirrel in s2. This is also reminiscent of a scene from the st prequel novel ' suspicious minds' where young-kali pretended to be a tiger (the Hawkins school mascot) & a rabbit (Jonathan's hunting story).

- robin reminds me alot of the byers: she is into photography and rock like jonathan and even worked at the movie theatre like jonathan did in the og pilot. They both like David bowie and cook for their families. She also is poor and wears hand-me down clothes from relatives (like Will). She also is into existential philosophers. Which is also similar to jonathan who had a poster of the poet rimbaud in his room.

- robin is almost run over by a car by a bully while riding her bike: similar to Mike, Dustin, and Lucas in s2

- robin says the best accessory for a girl is her middle finger. Cue max giving the middle finger to billy in s2 XD

- robin (before Will dissapears) sees the quarry and gets uncomfortable and thinks of metaphorical monsters

- similar to how billy had baseball references (along with Will). Robin wears a baseball shirt

- her fav flavor of pie is cherry (like alexi and cherry slurpies). She also gets pissed at a guy sipping a cherry flavored drink- similar to hopper in s3 with alexi

- she cuts her hair and she describes it as looking like a lion. El and Will owned lion plushies in s1.

- robin refs Chicago (kali lives there) and NYC (hopper used to live there), and California (where max and billy used to live).

-tammy's fav song is total eclipse of the heart: the song Robin and Steve sang in s3. Tammy would often sing the song in robin and Steve's class.

- they make references to the hellfire club: she describes a time where she dresses like a cross between a nerd and a rebel. And a mom yells at her appearance saying she looks "goddless' . And another of Robin's friend (kate) is told ' what demon is possessing you, kate?" (hinting at the satanic panic). Meanwhile someone describes Mike and his friends as "hellions' as another hint to this. We also see how alot of parents got paranoid and a bit crazy when Will and barb dissappeared- prob foreshadowing the chaos that will happen if more kids dissappear in s4. Along with the satanic panic

-Robin is visiting her friend Kate at her house. Kate wanted to listen to Madonna together. Max and el listened to Madonna at el's.

- Robin's friend (kate) says "I dumped his ass" in reference to her cheating bf. A little nod to the m*leven breakup

- robin (like Will) felt excluded during the summer cause her friends kate and dash (Kate's now ex bf) were always making out . Sound familiar- cough m*leven

- robin annoyed says " makeouts, breakups and declarations of love all in the span of a week". Wow if that ain't a diss to certain pairing we know in s3 XD

- kate (like mike) says to Robin dating the opposite sex is a part of growing up . Which scares Robin (and Will in s3).

- robin has a nightmare of running down the school hallway with short hair (like el in s2 via the upsidedown)

- robin contemplates shaving her head (like el)

- robin says she likes to sometimes dress androgynous . And found a cool suit. Which we saw in s4 bts pics I assume.

- robin watches a music video where there are duplicate indianna joneses (could be a ref to all the billy duplicates in s3?)

- robin says " I stare at the ceiling. The ceiling stares back. I'm stuck and don't know what to do" a ref to the s3 song with robin called "the ceiling is beautiful"

- a character named Sheena reminds me a bit of Will or el . She is very quiet, queercoded, and is often bullied. And she finds mean notes and other things in her locker- placed there by bullies. A bit like how Will found the zombieboy note in his locker. But sheena can be another name for Jane so ...maybe foreshadowing of el/jane being bullied in highscool?

- when robin hears a hom*phobic comment on tv- she describes the anxiety like a ' thundercloud in a big open sky' and a "chill". Which reminds me of the mf being associated with clouds, thunder, and lightning. And the mf liking it cold.

- robin constantly describes the monster or shadow in her life- whether it be her talking about conformity or the problems of consumerism while she is poor (themes of s3).

- robin before realizing she was gay/crushing on tammy just says " I don't get crushes' which reminds me a bit of Will saying " I'm not going to fall in love" (as the lyrics are " love thats new to you, you open up the door')

-robin on her bike hears something (demogorgan) and runs back to her house , locks the door, and calls her friend- and the phone gets electrocuted. The next day Will is said to be missing. (Another Will paralllel).

- i was right about robin being in theatre. So we most likely will see robin in theatre in s4 (she also auditioned with a friend in the book). So for s4 my guess is she may be in the drama club with dustin- cause in s1 he had a drama shirt

- one of her friends is named milton. Since the documentary 'paradise lost' was on the s4 movie list. Its prob a ref to John milton who wrote the fictional 'paradise lost'. The character Sheena may be a ref to the 80s film/movies *where sheena (jane) was psychic

-Robin's gal pal (kate) and Robin eat m&ms and candies together. Kate jokes m&ms and candy bars are 'foods of the gods'. El ate m&ms in s3. They joke how talking about plural gods (instead of 1) would get them in trouble. In case you are unaware- kali (is the name of a Hindu goddess) and el (is the name of a cannanite god) .

-Robin also mentions hopper's car smells like eggos.

- robin tries running away (like el in s2, max in her novel, and jonathan also wrongfully assumed Will ranaway in s1 too).

-robin tries to get a job at Joyce's, than Bob's, and later gets a job where jonathan used to work

-bob newby describes the byers family as his "home" . Similar to how El describes the Hawkins gang as "home".

- robin says she was friends with barb before nancy. Suspiciously right after she says this- barb grabs Robin's hallpass that says ' glitch in the time space continuim. " the teacher who wrote this called robin a "glitch". Which makes me wonder if my did theory is right- but ...that certain powers at be may also alter memories or things so people assume said people have always been around.Mentioning it cause it seemed suspicious.

-not an eastegg but robin can't believe how nice Bob is. And Bob says the byers filled a hole in his life 😭 . She also felt an instant connection with Will and saw alot of herself in him.And asked if Joyce ever thought of moving like everyone suggested . One of the reasons Robin didn't like steve was because Steve never mentioned how Jonathan took innapropriate photos of Nancy. So everyone at school just knew jonathan as the quiet kid who takes pictures. So to everyone it just seemed like- wow you're bullying the quiet kid who's brother is missing and take away the one thing still left in his life that makes him happy. Which is why everyone assumes jonathan beat up steve later. Interesting to know how general Hawkins (not in the loop) viewed things

- the book referenced alot of previously mentioned movies on the s4 list or from prior duffer interviews...along with a few NEW movies ,books, plays, singers, and songs that I have to analyze for another day ...

#robin buckley #rebel robin #jonathan byers #steve harrington #will byers #el hopper #mike wheeler #dustin henderson #barbara holland #max mayfield #jim hopper

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tenyacore · 3 years ago

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their love is...

-> bakusquad + jiro x gn!reader (separately).

this either gon flop or its gonna pop off as a sexy hot post would..... idk mane.

warnings: mild language, brief mention of a blunt in sero's, very vague brief mention of throwing up bcos of a stomach virus in kiri's.

word count: 207 (mina), 204 (denki), 208 (kirishima), 209 (sero), 206 (bakugo), 205 (jiro).

alternative title: im falling in luv <//3

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mina’s love is… joyful. hyper bunches of pecks all over your face, late night nail painting and face masks. watching terrible rom coms and laughing together, the night ending with a light hearted make out session, only pausing to giggle and look at each other fondly. shopping sprees where you two spend hours trying out clothing, even sporting the ugliest shirts you could find for each other as you two held a fashion show.

helping her find better products and better routines for wash day, going on full on spa days and chatting all day long as you get your mani pedis by actual professionals, relaxing together. online window shopping together, your feet up, kicking the air, bumping against and tangling with hers as you two added shirt after shirt into your cart. secretly adding gifts into the cart while she’s in the bathroom as a surprise for her when the package comes.

buying her skin care and spa day supplies because you know how much she loves taking care of her physical appearance, because it gives her confidence. seeing the way she both literally and figuratively glows after a self care day with you, your arms never failing to find their way around each other again.

denki’s love is… chaotic. sneaking out late at night to skateboard in a dark, unkempt park. scurrying off and finding cover when a random drunk starts incoherently babbling at you two. desperately holding in fits of laughter in the middle of the night, him accidentally farting from straining too hard. playing video games together when you should be studying, taste testing every flavor that monster energy drinks come in and deliberating where it should rank between other flavors, from best to worst.

placing bets and waxing him when he loses, slapping a hand over his mouth nervously whenever he lets out a blood curdling scream at the pain of the waxing process. tip toeing into the kitchen when everyone else is asleep and stealing snacks like the kitchen gremlins you are, before him slipping and falling over. getting zapped lightly whenever you creep up behind him, making him electrocute a chair whenever mineta says something outta pocket, so you can go “electric chair” and point to it.

holding burping contests, being tired of each others’ bs whenever one of you starts acting hyper. saying “that’s kinda gay” every time one of you says something overly cheesy, yet loving whenever you’re sappy with each other.

kirishima’s love is… strong. unwavering and loyal no matter what. being by your side during playful tickle fights, painful situations, and everything in between. piggy back rides and ice cream clinging to the tip of his nose after he steals a lick of your ice cream cone. holding every door open for you, pulling out every chair, and never failing to support you even during the most off putting scenarios.

holding back your hair as you suffer from a stomach virus, rubbing your back after a night terror. being an indestructible pillar of support to you when everything comes rushing back to you, a sturdy net to catch you when you find yourself falling. being there for him when he becomes overwhelmed, reminding him he is forever the strongest, best hero in your eyes. unspoken words reaching each other through muffled sniffles and tight grasps. dyeing each others’ roots and confiding in each other when it comes to secrets no one else knows.

being confident in your love for each other and vice versa, not hesitating to open up and be vulnerable about past pains. reassuring each other of how important you two are to one another, mumbling reminders of your love to each other throughout the day.

sero’s love is… calm. dancing slowly to kali uchis, doing everything together as if you’re attached by the hip. him introducing you to indie latinx music as you sit back and unwind from a long, long day. him giving you massages as you fall asleep because of the ministrations of his hands against your tired back. respecting boundaries and never pressuring you into things you’re uncomfortable with, not taking advantage of you or turning a helpful act like undoing your buttons or pulling down your zipper into something sexual unless you give clear consent.

understanding each other with the subtlest looks, getting each other just by seeing body language. mutually coming to each others’ aid in uncomfortable situations, a relationship built on complete trust and love- being able to stand on your own but preferring to lean on each other. not two halves of one whole, but two wholes coming together as one.

sharing his blunts and feather light pecks turning into hungry kisses. eating half of your meal at a restaurant and then switching plates and finishing each others’ food. light hearted banter, hardly ever fighting because of his relaxed nature, soothing your irritation. late night romantic speeches, professing your undying love to one another before falling asleep.

bakugo’s love is… surprising. it starts off as nothing special, the same relationship with a different label. aggressively negating that he enjoys the way your hands linger on his, hidden blushes followed by soft pops coming from his palms in embarrassment. over time, his reaction to your hand lingering on his becomes him softly grabbing your hand, squeezing it tenderly.

his hidden blushes becoming yours, and what once were stiff hugs becomes warm cuddles, his hand drifting slowly on your lower back, and you can swear his index finger is dragging against your skin more than the others, lightly etching a pattern that feels like a lopsided heart on your skin. cooking your favorite foods for you, getting special treatment from him even when you join in with the others’ antics.

soft expressions just for you, the way his brows unfurrow at the sight of your smile, the way his shoulders become less tense when he wraps his arms around your body, feeling every curve and point there is to feel. sweet kisses never to be expected from such a hot headed boy. a new side, all to you. a whole new world, all for you to enjoy, and love, just as you are all his.

jiro’s love is… musical. mixtapes filled with songs to make you smile and to make you cry. songs to fill your heart with sheer happiness to have met someone like her. joyfully playing the guitar and singing together, and going to music stores to look through all the cds and vinyls.

love songs filling the air and finding songs to softly kiss her to, holding her face in your hands as you tearfully sing a heartwarming love song. “the only exception” being your song, a song that always reminds you of one another. finding new songs together as you lay on the bed, hand in hand as you listen intently to every word. tons of joint playlists filled with your favorite songs for every different occasion, from things as common as naps together, to things you’ll probably never do, like road trips across the country.

secretly thinking up a list of songs you’d want to have at your wedding- not realizing the other has done so as well, and you both have the same songs filling them up. dancing cheerfully together at the end of a day together, your bodies’ last hurrah before you give out in each others’ arms, content, and full of love.

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thesunshinebunny · 4 years ago

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How about NRC putting on a talent show every year for the students and MC/Yuu/Reader putting on a proper "show", going up on stage alone, singing and dancing like a real Kpop star. How dorm leaders would react along with the freshmen since at no point did MC tell them that they were going to participate????

I can’t tell you if you were lucky with the exit of chapter 5 or that you are simply a fortune teller dear anon. But I'm going to tell you something that I am sure of ... this type of request is MY JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW NIIICE !!!!

I recommend listening to the following song since for this one-short I relied on it

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6mxAlX7Zeco&ab_channel=LeagueofLegends

Second Part

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The show had been a success. Neige had gone up to conquer his fans and record producers, his tender figure had fallen in love the entire public. But when it came time for Vil and the other boys ... the arena was on fire. They shone, there is no other word to describe their performance. It was hypnotic to see them move with such synchronization, even Grim was dancing as if his life depended on it, incredible that just two weeks ago this cat couldn’t coordinate his two hind legs.

There wasn’t much more to say, the boys were excellent, I was envious I couldn’t have gone up with them. Yes, I was completely mad at Vil for not letting me participate, as according to him, I wasn’t going to fit in well in the group given my vocal chords and my intonation. Now I would show him the serious mistake he made. With the applause reverberating over the audience, the boys emerged one by one, Vil being the last one taking his characteristic super model steps.

"That was great, we have to repeate it one day" Kalim was overflowing with joy. You could see in his eyes that he had enjoyed it.

"Stay calm Kalim" Jamil as always trying to calm him down and prevent him from spreading so much happiness.

“(Y / N) did you see us? Did you like the show? I think we did great. ”Ace, Deuce and Grim approached me from all sides, huge smiles on their faces. I was very happy for them, even proud of what they had accomplished.

"Excuse my daring, I know we are all charged with adrenaline, but I couldn't help but observe that you, mon ami, look completely beautiful"

It was a matter of time until Rook or Vil noticed my appearance. Transparent black top with details in the chest area, iridescent violet choker hiding the neck of the top, black cut leggings and two-inch platforms. Matching makeup with violet, black and turquoise colors.

"Did you produce yourself for the occasion?" Vil showed a look of pride, apparently my clothing was of his approval.

"Mmmm, something like that"

Out of the corner of my eye I could see how my team was coming to the stage. Ortho was standing behind the light panel and Lilia over the music control, while three freshmen from Pomefiore were positioning themselves to go out into the audience.

"Hurry (Y/N) we are about to go out"

The guys in front of me stared puzzled, not understanding much of the situation. Before anyone could open their mouths, we heard Mr. Crewel make a short announcement over the speakers:

“To end this beautiful day, we called our last guest and their companions to the stage. Please give (Y/N) (L/N) a big round of applause”

With a smile I looked towards where the Pomefiore students were leaving for the stage, gradually getting into their positions. On the other hand, I slightly saw Ortho and Lilia, both of them raised their thumbs, a sign that everything was ready. The lights in the entire stalls were turned off, leaving a single diffuse purple light on the stage where I was supposed to be placed.

Before going out into the audience, I looked at the boys and said in the most self-centered and proud voice that I could:

"It's show time"

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It was shocking to see from the stage how not only the students but also guests and families were approaching us in a superhuman way. But what almost perplexed me was the fact that I found the dorm leaders off to one side from the stalls, as if they had a secluded place just for themselves. Vil had arrived in the blink of an eye, I'll have to make a mental note to ask how he did it.

I was very surprised to see Leona and Idia, perhaps the last one decided to leave his cave when he knew his little brother would be helping me put on a show. If I didn’t expect to see Leona, I was expected for that damn lion was to be lying in his room, without the slightest intention of seeing the show.

Now I'm a bit nervous.

The same was in the case of the teachers, they were watching from a high audience, avoiding the congestion of people around them.

Already in position, microphone in ear, encouraging smiles from my dance partners and some nerves that ran through my spine, I was ready to put on my best show.

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Unbeknownst to me, the first-year one braincell boys had arrived in time to sneak into the front row, even Sebek who was being grabbed by the arm by Epel. From where they were he could see Malleus directly, so he didn't care much about being led to where they were.

Ace and Deuce were already looking puzzled, still unable to understand the situation. At no time had they found out that their magicless friend was going to participate in this contest, much less alone (although in reality you were accompanied, but you understand)

And ... As you said before ...

Show time

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Coming at you live Real real wild Here to light it up Set the world on fire Gonna break rules And hearts in twos 'Cause that's what the baddest do

Vil was the first to react and in the worst way: his soul fell to the ground to hear your voice intoning perfectly with the music and how the way Lilia was playing the sound made your intonations reverberate much more than possible. He was internally cursing himself for not involving you in his group, you would have been a great companion, he would even have put your own solo.

He was just as impressed by the physical ability that not only you had, but his dorm residents as well. He was proud of his first-year boys, but in the same way he was going to repress them at the end of the day for didn’t warned him they were going to participate ... but between us, it will be nothing more than a reprimand of a few seconds, since inevitably he would congratulate them.

Kalim was amazed, he had never seen a choreography like this and in his seventeen years he saw countless dances in many parties. His eyes shone at the sight of you moving as if your life depended on it, and the fact that you could sing without getting tired after so much hustle ... impressive. When the show was over, he would go directly to ask you to teach him how to move that way, just as he would return the favor by teaching you traditional dances from his native land.

Pretty face 걸어들어와 유행 선두자 원하지만 못하잖아 애가 타잖아 You like "whoa" KALI you the GOAT 난 알지 I know

Azul's and Riddle's mouths almost reaches the floor. Not only were they impressed by your dancing and the amazing, powerful song you were singing, but they felt like they ascended to heaven by hearing you sing in Korean. Neither of them knew that you had such a capacity, and although they knew very little about the language, they understood you perfectly.

Likewise, Riddle was completely flushed. He wasn’t used to seeing this type of show and looked almost hypnotized as your body moved at an almost vertigo rate. Azul on the other hand was as fascinated as Kalim, not to the point of asking you to teach him to dance, the very poor man can barely walk with his new two human feet; but he was interested in having some business matters with you, maybe introducing you once or twice a week at the Monstro Lounge… who knows.

Sorry for the bad news, sorry I'm so bad Only took a minute for me to get what you had Sorry for the bad news, know it makes you sad I'll be here for a minute, baby, you should pack your bags

At some point during this incredible show you caught eyes with Leona, who, to tell the truth, had his trademark smirk on his face. He really liked what he was seeing, not everyone could have the stamina to sing and dance that way. Lowkey impressed. He smiled sincerely at you, or that's what his smile conveyed, and sent you moral support by shaking his head. Beside him, Idia was biting his nails annoyingly. He was mentally kicking his butt for not having brought in incandescent lights, the same lights that are used at idol concerts.

As for Malleus… let's just say he was having a good time, after all. Even not understanding much of this kind of event, he enjoyed watching you dance and sing so happily, an act that he didn't have the pleasure of witnessing so much.

Look at the gold all on my chest Look at the gold, call it a flex

The entire state completely exploded. The clapping and screaming overwhelmed your ears. Among the people you noticed the first years clapping and giving you their full support like a bunch of crazy people. The leaders clapped too, each at their own pace, some more invigorating and some more proud.

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enha + lyrics analysis [eng. ver]

╰ okay so quick little explanation; this is basically an en- as songs mixed w songs they would play for you in different scenarios. these are some of my fav songs at the moment! i hope you like it <3 (even though it’s a bit self-indulg.) playlist.

warnings: angst + fluff.

heeseung as ‘leave the door open’ by bruno mars, anderson .paak, and silk sonic

to start off with, heeseung is very playful while also being super mature. so honestly i think this behavior would carry over into a relationship that hes really comfortable in. ‘leave the door open’ has a very romantic and warm feeling with the humor-filled lyrics, which (in my opinion) represents hee very well. this is a song he’d send to you through text meaning: “hey pls come over i miss you lol” and when you get to him you’d both listen to the song and maybe dance a little while heeseung is “playing” the drums. not to mention that this boy definitely loves bruno mars.

jay as ‘bad blood’ by nao

alr so besides the fact that he is definitely the one that had this in the playlist for the dance jam live. the line, “i worship you like holy days”, just really makes me think of him. and the reason i feel this way is because i have the feeling jay is a very hard liver when it comes to relationships. like this boy will dedicate his entire soul to his s/o no matter what. buying clothes, cooking food, taking them to the doctor, literally anything. and i can also picture him being so into only satisfying his s/o that he could possibly lose himself in the process, literally worshipping this person because of how much he cherishes them.

jake as ‘love affair’ by UMI

WOOOO OKAY THIS IS ANGST. so jake we all know is 100% a softie like i can never see him doing anything wrong. and i feel like he would wholly devote himself to any kind of relationship whether it be platonic or blah blah. with this being said though, i do think his physical affection could become too much for some people. if his partner isn’t always down for physical touch or if they’re stressed and don’t want to sit and have a talk i can imagine an argument ensuing. “don’t mistake this as love, baby it’s just a crush.” you two would listen to this song almost religiously, and now he finally understood why. he was prepared to give every piece of himself to you but the effort wasn’t reciprocated. he would still listen to this song, and think of all the moments differently. now jake would analyze situations where he was going overboard, and honestly it would take him a while to open up to someone else again. you were his first love, but it was just a crush.

sunghoon as ‘telepatía’ by kali uchis

this song is perfect for sunghoon for one very specific reason; when listening to it you almost feel like you’re floating, or you wanna go outside and dance under the stars while it’s a bit foggy but the perfect temperature. i love the mystical feeling that this song exudes, i feel as though i’m in the clouds every time i play it. as we have all seen, sunghoon is the human embodiment of the word “ethereal.” i can picture sunghoon and his s/o (or you in this case) sneaking out at night and breaking into an ice rink, the cold air sends goosebumps down your bodies but the adrenaline is just enough to keep you warm. you watch sunghoon skate and take in sharp breaths of the cool and relaxing air. “you know i’m just a flight away. . .” the song echoes throughout the building as you’re immersed in the graceful movement of his long limbs.

sunoo as ‘after the storm’ by kali uchis ft. tyler the creator

i feel like this will play into my how en- comfort you headcanon (which may or may not be posted already) but sunoo is the type to cheer his s/o up in a rather unconventional way. you’d probably be stressed with some homework or time-consuming projects and would be so exhausted. sunoo would notice and do his best to take you out of the environment that was making you feel down. “nothing good ever comes easy,” he tells you this line anytime you’re feeling overwhelmed by something in your life, but he always says that he “knows your potential.” some people might help you study or do the work for you, but not sunoo. he makes you sit down while he does your makeup and hair, as well as singing a few lines of your favorite song. “but winners don’t quit, so don’t you give up.”

jungwon as ‘JEWELZ’ by anderson .paak

gosh i know i’ve used anderson .paak twice now, but this song is so Jungwon. you’re both finally free from whatever you’ve been doing and jungwon decides that it is indeed a beach day (super sunny + super breezy.) you are not in the mood at all, but if you’re in a relationship with jungwon you will soon come to learn that his cuteness will get him whatever he wants. his s/o could literally be like passed out but as soon as jungwon plays ‘JEWELZ’ you’re both up and dancing around. “i ain’t even put my jewels on!” jungwon will find himself smiling at his s/o while playing the air guitar. “i ain’t even play my latest, greatest song.”

ni-ki as ‘hold on’ by the internet

okay this is such a relaxing/comforting song. and i think you and riki lying down on the floor, grass, or wherever late at night (or super early in the morning) while listening to this would be pure bliss. maybe waking up and making your way to the kitchen while riki guides your movements with his and you both just let the music take you wherever next. it’s a very soothing song and honestly, mornings with ni-ki make it all the better.

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Cat: Look, about Judith. She's waiting for someone to come save her. She was singing this tune.. forgive my horrible singing...

Twinkle, twinkle, little star

How I wonder what you are

Papa’s up above the world so high

Is he that diamond in the sky?

Twinkle, twinkle little star

How I wonder where you are

He’s up above the world so high

Fighting monsters in the sky

Twinkle, twinkle, little star

I wonder where you are

Please send my papa here today

Send him here to save the day

Lyra *tearful*: Bob's dead…

Cat: Are you sure about it? You said he was part of a government program.... could he still be alive?"

Lyra shrugged.

Lyra: He never came back to me, like your mom did there. I mean, his mom has been to see me she’s said he’s not there… maybe… Guy was right...

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Cat: I would think he would have come directly to you. Wouldn't he?

Lyra just nodded quietly as she thought about it, twiddling the cigarette in her hand. Yes, he would have. Despite what happened, he would have come back. Cat touched Lyra's arm again with a reassuring pat.

Cat: Hey, listen. I need to go meet up with Kali for dinner and break the news to her that I'm going to Sulani for "work" If you need to talk about anything, you have my number AND... you'll know where I'll be. We can figure this stuff out together!

Lyra: Ok Cat, thank you. You’re the only one I’ve ever been able to say all this stuff to and not debate and beg for belief. Its refreshing.

Cat: Hey, it's good! You believe me when no one else would. I'll always have your back no matter what.

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Narrator: Cat and Lyra hugged before Cat left. Cat had a lot to think about. And so did Lyra too. Things from here on out, were gonna get a lot more crazy of that... they could, well, no, they couldn't be sure at this stage, but you can be, because I'm telling you... shit was about to go down, sideways, long ways, and any other direction you care to send it!

#ts4 #ts4 story #sims 4 #sims 4 story #The Tomorrow Men #KSU #crossover #The Axiom Conclusion #Lyra #Cat #tw smoking #tw swearing #tw bad language #tw cat's singing #tw death mention

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Hey kaz

Hey hi it’s me empress the real g

And I’m a hottie and very clumsy

I kin Oikawa but I also think I may kin Kageyama but I just want to be an Oikawa Hmmm

My favourite three characters are Kuroo Kageyama Oikawa and iwaizumi

I’m 5’8 she/her and I’m a hottie :3 okay so basically yeah I am either way too loud or way to quiet depending on who I’m around. I have like SEVERE ANXIETY THO and I will cry a lot (Omd whenever I hear an anime theme song that I’ve watched I cry PTSD SHABSHSJSJNZ) I like making friends, like I wanna be POPULAR but then at the same I don’t like anybody and I just assume EVERYBODY HATES ME (because im a hottie ofc) but yes also I want to become a clicnal psychologist I would become a doctor if CHEMISTRY WASNT SO HARD and I would become an actress if I could sing. My best friend has been in love we me for 5 years but I just ignore it because I’m a terrible person and I’m very very lazy but set the highest standards for myself because I am crazy. I genuinely believe that I should’ve been born into the royal family and I like to compare myself to everyone I MEET LITERALLY EVERYONE and I get scared so easily like when the toaster pops up I jump and I just read this fic where Hinata was like a villain or sometning I got scareddddd 🤧 I hate everything I write like everything besides (when they make u insecure part 5) because I don’t think I’m a good writer HOWEVER IVE NEVER ACTUALLY READ ONE OF MY WORKS BECAUSE IT MAKES ME CRINGE. Also if I was a love trope it would be “falling in love with a mafia boss” or “the poor girl falls in love W her millionare boss” because I’m BASIC AND BROKE abdvahhsjsksks

A FANCY DINNER DATE!

song - get you by daniel caesar (ft. kali uchis)

THE DATE!

-> kuroo is a business man; of course he'd bring you out on a fancy dinner date. before he left for work he told you to get dressed by the time he came back because he's going to bring you somewhere special. he picked you up right after work and showered you with compliments, while giving you kisses. on the drive there he just smiled at all questions you asked regarding the place he was bringing you to. during dinner he asked you about your day and listened while staring at you with the most loving gaze.

SCENARIO :3

-> after getting a text from him telling you that he was outside, you looked at the mirror one more time before going out to meet him. opening the car he looks at you up and down and smirks "wow kitten, you look gorgeous tonight!" shaking your head you take a seat "so..i wasn't gorgeous this morning?" he takes your hand and gasps "how could you say that?! you look gorgeous every day!" laughing you buckle your seatbelt "thanks tetsu, you don't look too bad yourself." "what's that supposed to mean??" he said with a raised brow. "i mean you look handsome, tetsurou" you smile before giving him a kiss. the drive going there was filled with teasing and more compliments from your boyfriend, and the rest of your date went wonderful :)

a/n- HI EMPRESS!!! first of all i absolutely loved reading your little introduction there PLEASE I LAUGHED SO MUCH,,, also i chose kuroo so i hope that's alright with you! i had so much fun writing this, genuinely hoping you liked it hottie! I LOVE YOU AND THANK YOU SO MUCH MWA <3 btw ALL ur work is nice i promise >:D

#💌—it’s a date!#˗ˏˋ꒰ emp ✿ ꒱

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Kipling misses her playful pirate 💖 - 29?

Kipling shall have her pirate! Who is surprisingly sweet today 🥰

29. Staring at each other’s lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force.

To see Zotikos Orion Katsaros-Yakinthos cook was an experience. Mealtimes for the pirate growing up were a very important time dedicated to fun and family. As such, the cooking was just as exciting.

Tikos had poured drinks for himself and his gardener to sip on before he began, mostly to give Kipling something to do with her hands. He’d turned down every one of her offers to help. No, tonight he wanted to spoil her completely. Loud singing, jokes, and taste tests were a key component to his process and if he happened to steal some kisses under the guise of cleaning food off of Kipling’s lip? Well what could he say, he’s a giver.

Candles flickered around them and the delicious smells filled the kitchen as he worked. Finally, with as much flair as he could produce, Tikos set out dinner and pulled a chair out for Kipling. Who gave him a playful curtesy in return.

“Kali orexi! Dinner especially for my Bumblebee!” Tikos took a bow while laughing before sitting down to eat. “Though unfortunately likely to be less exciting than our last dinner.” He shot her a teasing look at the memory of bandits invading on their last trip.

Kip’s mind trailed back to what happened after though and looked at the food shyly. He had a way of teasing that left her a little flustered no matter how many times they’d been together. Instead of indulging him they started to eat and casually catch up.

After dinner, Tikos produced his own homemade baklava for dessert and eagerly watched as Kipling tried it for the first time.

“Wow, it’s so sweet but surprisingly not overly sweet,” she mused as the flavors melted over her tongue. Candied oranges, dark chocolate, almonds, walnuts, and honey all coming together for a beautiful flavor. Tikos was more content to watch her enjoy it with a rare soft smile.

“Aye, though it’s my μητέρα’s recipe I can never make it quite like she can,” he chuckled.

“Mm, well if it’s better than this then I’d love to go meet her and try some,” Kipling offered lightly. Though it caused Tikos to freeze slightly.

“You... you want to... meet my parents?” He sounded unsure which was unusual but he kept his eye on Kipling. She reached over and took one of his hands in hers.

“Yes, I think I would love to,” she said without hesitation. “They sound like quite the characters and they made you so they must be fun.” She stroked her thumb along his knuckles calmingly.

Tikos took a moment to process before a wide genuine smile spread across his face.

“That they are! Terrors of the ocean! Lifelong rivals turned star-crossed lovers over sword fights, treasure, and danger!” He started talking about his parents excitedly. Kipling listened with a soft encouraging look. When Tikos got passionate, which was often, she felt like she could listen to him forever. As he started to wind down though he noticed he’d been leaning in towards the gardener more and more. It was too late though, they both felt that unseen pull that felt so natural by now.

Tikos’ eye traveled down to Kip’s lip and he was so close now when he softly whispered: “Bee.” That was all it took for Kipling to fill the empty space and kiss him. Unlike the easy carefree kisses of the day, this one was about longing and unspoken passion. It was everything they wanted to share without saying a single word. Though if pressed, they could describe it as “Perfect.”

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Kali orexi - Good appetite

μητέρα - Mother

#the arcana #the arcana game #fan apprentice #arcana apprentice #arcana oc #other people’s oc #arcana fanfic #arcana kiss prompt #kiss prompt #romantic #tikos the pirate #kipling x tikos #kipling the apprentice

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mytastessuck · 4 years ago

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Gorillaz: Humanz

SHere it is, the comeback tour! I was so excited for this album, I sucked all the singles that came out before I could download the album. This album basically reminded me of the reasons I love Gorillaz. All of them. One particular reason a little too well...

Okay, let's get the elephant out of the room. This album is a bit controversial among the community for playing a little too hard to one of Gorillaz' strengths: showcasing cool artists. There are more than a few tracks where Damon doesn't even show up. Hell, my favorite track doesn't even have it on him. Me, I honestly don't care about that as long as I get to hear good music but for the rest of you die hard Gorillaz fans? Just think of this as a compilation album like NOW That's What I Call Alternative/Indie Hip-Hop/R&B/Electronica/Pop.

See? Rolls off the tongue. Now let's get started.

1. Intro: I Switched My Robot Off

Nice. Real ominous. Gorillaz really know how to build up a presentation. Feels like you're walking through the doors of the doors to the Shrine of the Silver Monkey. Anybody remember Legends of the Hidden Temple? Were there doors on that stage? Anyway, awesome.

10/10

2. Ascension

Holy hell, Vince really knocks it out of the park on this one. Different beat, nice flow, social commentary...He was not fucking around on this track. Damon's barely on the track but Vince makes up for it with his existential rhymes and chorus back-up. Man, Gorillaz has gotta take advantage of gospel more often.

9/10

3. Strobelite

That didn't take long, did it? Anyway, this is my favorite song on the album. Peven has an incredible voice, the music psychically compels you to dance and...that's it. Sometimes, well usually with me, you just need to go with Simple Yet Awesome. Have a good voice and a good beat. This song has both and I'm pretty sure that one day, a scientist will hear this song and will be inspired by it to cure diabetes.

100/10

4. Saturn Barz

Ah, the lead single from the album. Remember the 360 house, everyone? Yeah, you remember. Glad to have Gorillaz welcome back Reggae into their line-up with Popcaan manning the helms. He and Damon tag-team the eardrums with the power of dread as the instrumentation makes you feel like you're in a haunted house. Welcome back, guys.

25/10

5. Momentz

WELCOME BACK, GUYS! De La Soul returns to say some real shit about time and how you should, respect and stuff. Seriously, awesome track. Kicks so much ass and you can even dance to it as you wonder if this MOMENT will be one of the last times when you feel really happy. Nice...

9/10

6. Interlude: The Non-Conformist Oath

Hey, Steve Martin! I like to imagine a bunch of assholes listening to this and...just not getting it. Not us though. We get it. We're smart. Smarter than those guys...

10/10

7. Submission

This song had to grow on me but years after I got the album and after I learned to appreciate Danny Brown a little more like all humans should, this song became one of my favorites off the album. Don't worry Kelela, he doesn't carry the whole song. Her voice is so beautiful that it can calm a charging rhino or a coked-up Connor McGregor. These make the song a lot classier than it had any right being.

90/10

8. Charger

She's beauty, she's Grace...she's also Jones. Man, I haven't heard from this woman since Corporate Cannibal and she has clearly been keeping up practice. God, how can a woman's laughter both scare and arouse me? Damon's no slouch on this track either, singing about the monster that keeps us all tethered: the charger. I kid, I kid. Hey, did Damon really get a boner on stage when he sung this or are you guys messing with me? Message me if you know.

9/10

9. Interlude: Elevator Going Up

On a recent trip, I tried to go up the elevator but it was card-activated so a desk lady had to help me. That's it.

8/10

10. Andromeda

Damon has to do the heavy lifting here and his muscles have not completely wasted away from lack of use. He tells us to take in our heart and you know what? I did. I took this song directly in my heart...and my playlist.

50/10

11. Busted And Blue

Yeah, this song is a bummer. A good bummer. It's Broken's younger brother who joined the army to make his parents proud after he couldn't get into university like his older brother who managed to form a separate family with his squad and began to think that maybe he was good enough after all before his squad gets bombed and, as he lies legless dying painfully on the ground, a blue butterfly land directly on his outstretched busted hand...

Directed by Mervyn LeRoy

10/10

12. Interlude: Talk Radio

You ever wonder how we get voices in machines? I know you think it's a complicated process but I know a dude who picked up the radio in his electric fan once. Think about it.

8/10

13. Carnival

Again, this song had to grow on me but one day, while I was thinking about Gamzee for a godforsaken reason, I thought "Geez, he talks about the Dark Carnival and the Dark Carnival isn't even some of ICP's best days. What's a good song about a carnival?" Anyway, Anthony can spin a person's mind and mind around just by singing. He's wild.

80/10

14. Let Me Out

Hey, wouldn't it be funny if Mavis was Vince's mother? She's not but that would be funny as well as cool. Her and Pusha T bang on the walls of this track as they rant about the politics at the time of this song. Yeah, they're talking about Trump. That car horn can't protect you forever, you orange bastard.

9/10

15. Interlude: Penthouse

Dear Penthouse: Hi. Does anyone check in on you, just you? I'm here to say I think you're important and you provide a necessary outlet for men to brag about being perverts. At least before the Youtube comment section existed.

Thanks for everything,

mytastessuck

8/10

16. Sex Murder Party

Ooooo, this track puts me in a funky mood. Like, there's a part but there's sex there...and MURDER. So you know it's an awesome party. Kick-ass, right? I know it's kick-ass. Keep dancing, people.

11/10

17. She's My Collar

Pretty sexy song. Gotta love people vauging about being used in a song. That's why we love Offspring, that's why we love Damon on his knees onstage. Hey, there was a post that said Noodle wrote this song about her girlfriend. That was an excellent post. Well done.

9/10

18. Interlude: The Elephant

I SAID GET OUT OF HERE, YOU BASTARD!

8/10

19. Hallelujah Money

Ah, the technical first single. Remember when they said that they weren't going to put this song on the album? Anyway, this is exactly the song we needed after The Incident occurred. Benjamin manages to calm down an entire populace while Damon just fearfully wonders what our future will be like...and he's in the UK. This song is one long terrifying lullaby to an entire country...until the end, anyway.

75/10

20. We Got The Power

A great way to remind listeners that no matter what's happening, no matter who's in charge, we have the power change everything. An excellent message for people who were still recovering from The Incident.

10/10

21. Interlude: New World

Okay, the bonus tracks. Should be nothing special here, right? Just some B-sides and I've never shown favoritism towards B-sides, right?

8/10

22. The Apprentice

A nice song from the same Rag n' Bone Man who brought us "Human". Zebra manages to lay down some nice rhymes as Ray BLK backs them both up with the force of her voice. These guys should form a team with how well they work together. Oh, they should make a virtual band! All they need to do is find an artist...

9/10

23. Halfway To The Halfway House

A very nice song if a bit overshadowed by the others on the album. Still, Peven can't be beat when it comes to crooning and he raises a song from a solid C to a B.

8/10

24. Out of Body

This song had to grow on me also but when it did...lord, this song is weird. Hypnotic suggestions, telephone tones, the song starts then Zebra jumps in to help then who is this person?! Why are people applauding?! Who are you people?! Why are there so many crows gathering outside my house?!

60/10

25. Ticker Tape

Well well well, look who's back. Damon returns with his old friend Kali to join the accuser of the vain Carly Simon to beg us to stay on the album. Sorry Damon, but I got places to do and people to go. There's nothing you can do to convince me to stick around after how long this album already is.

9/10

26. Circle of Friendz

Huh. Seems like a riot is going on. Weird for Gorillaz to get this real. What, this guy is just going to keep saying Circle of Friendz again and again? Is this supposed to affect me? Get real. It'll take a lot more than a nice voice and implications to...

To...

...

...Maybe I should listen to the album again.

11/10

Album score: 25/10

Damn, that took a while. Shouldn't be the case next week when we cover The Now Now. See you then!

#gorillaz #humanz #music #review

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itsjuliak5 · 4 years ago

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My thoughts on the final episodes of season 3 of The Rain on Netflix

These are literally just a stream line of all my thoughts as I watching. The review I did for episodes 1, 2, and 3 can be found here.

~ Spoilers Below for episodes 4, 5, and 6 ~

Episode 4

- Kira backstory! Kira backstory!

- Omg what building is this? Where are they? This reminds me of that Stranger Things spinoff episode with Kali and that whole misfit group.

- Martin’s tripping balls.

- Rasmus is getting annoying again and is about to be more annoying than ever I can feel it.

- Rasmus just killed a guy, ok. Sarah take him out we’re rooting for you sweetie.

- “Why don’t they like me?” You just killed someone in front of them.

- Martin does what he wants Mr. Scientist.

- I love the post apocalyptic city setting.

- It’s laundry day!

- If Kira dies I will riot.

- I love the abstract bunny graffiti.

- SHHHH DANIEL! --- See this is what happens, silly bitch.

- Rasmus is straight up a cult leader.

- Kira backstory! Kira backstory!

- Ok, honestly that sounds like a good and fair deal for everyone.

- Oh this bitch is lying about the cola. -- KNEW IT

- So, the more Rasmus uses his power, the more drained he gets? Got it. Or unless it’s reverse somehow?

- Oh no, they won’t kill Fie right? She’s pregnant, they wouldn’t kill her, right?

- Thank you Jean!

- I FUCKING HATE RASMUS! I HATE HIM, I HATE HIM, I HATE HIM!!!!!!!

- I love Patrick and Fie together. I love how much Patrick has grown since Season 1.

- Oh they’re all dead. I love that they stopped at the door before going all the way in.

- AH! Omg that eye makeup effect is amazing! And that guy got some of the juice, yay!

- I love Kira!

- Preach Kira! Simone I love you, but you need to listen to Kira.

- FUCK Daniel. Fucking why? I hate him, he’s so annoying and Martin saw it and is gonna freak out and kill Dan. Daniel is such an annoying and unnecessary character, like the actor is already bad at acting.

Overall: 9.4

Episode 5

- The squeal I let out when Simone and Martin were reunited omg..

- Sarah and Fie better team up or Patrick recruits Sarah to save Fie.

- Love the camera work and directing while Rasmus is stumbling through the halls sick.

- “He’s your little brother again.” No he fucking isn’t.

- Martin...no...Martin and Simone used to be IT. This stupid virus is ruining them.

- Oh...If Rasmus dies do they all die?

- I love the foggy setting.

- One little vial? Yeah, well Fie could probably replicate it in the lab so calm down.

- “How self centered are you?” She’s literally not? She’s just trying to be hopeful and optimistic.

- Rasmus sort of looks like my nephew and it freaks me out.

- Fie just tell Sarah that Rasmus threatened to kill your baby.

- Okay Jean...you’re growing on me.

- Daniel is such a bad actor omg.....

- Fie....noooo! Don’t be alone with Rasmus please be careful!

- I loved the long pause after Rasmus’ freak out on Fie before he asks for help. That was such a great way to build tension and add emotion.

- “We’re friends now.” Damn I like Jean now. I feel bad for hating him for so long.

- “Why is it our problem that Rasmus might die all of the sudden?” - THANK YOU PATRICK!

- THE “I LOVE YOU’S!!!!!” AHHHHHHHH 💖💖

- Dan’s in love? I wouldn’t have known, ‘cause his acting sucks and he can’t portray it himself.

- “You’d have to be a pretty big jerk.” How about a literal virus?

- If Rasmus dies I won’t be mad.

- Yes Sarah, I love you bitch! I ain’t never gonna stop loving you biiiiitch! Also I love the song they’re playing right now.

- I’m ready for this dramatic ass reveal with Martin. Hell yeah with all the fog around it, too? --- Well I didn’t get one right now but Simone knows something’s up.

- It’s not a routine check-up oh no. FUCK YOU RASMUS FUCK YOU!!!!!

- I HATE RASMUS!!! PATRICK SAVE THEM ALL!! YOU’RE OUR ONLY HOPE!

- Omg my heart is in my throat.

- NO SIMONE AND MARTIN NOOO!! RUN SIMONE!!!

- MAKE IT STOP!! MAKE IT STOP NO!! MAKE IT STOOOOOP!!

- Martin isn’t dead, nice try.

- FUCK OFF DANIEL, YOUR SHITTY ACTING IS RUINING THE MOMENT!

- OMG I HATE IT HERE!!! MARTIN ISN’T DEAD LIFE ISN’T REAL. Martin isn’t dead nice try, he’s not dead, I refuse.

- Patrick thank you for saving us all.

Overall: RIP Me. (9.6)

Episode 6

- Fuck me, they made a carrier. I wanna die.

- If Dan even thinks about coming in and cuddling with Simone I will riot.

- Also I absolutely love the intro music.

- Not the flashbacks, stoooop. They’re trying to kill me, just kill me please.

- Kira I fucking love you and Simone baby it’s gonna be okay.

- OMG the actress playing Simone is singing this song. She’s a good singer and this is a good song.

- Luna you’re a sweetie.

- When did Sarah get let out of the room and I would’ve liked to have seen Fie and Patrick escape.

- OMG we’re gonna have a baby!

- 🎵Flower gleam and glow!!🎵

- Pat and Fie?! YAYYYYY!! Oh no, now they’re gonna know Martin’s dead, damn.

- Omg they put Simone’s tracker on his grave.

- Fie is gonna go into labor while Rasmus arrives A Quiet Place style.

- Me to, Jean. I like him now. I like the parents now, too, although the mom was being weird about the labor thing.

- Kira better not die.

- Aw Pat and Fie are so cute! --- Pat’s gonna die isn’t he?

- Well the plan with Pat was cool for a little bit.

- I HATE RASMUS!! Sarah I love you save Fie. I fucking love Sarah, that’s my girl and I love Fie, too.

- I hope Daniel dies. They better not set some shit up with him and Simone.

- My heart is pounding omg.

- Simone is gonna trigger the flower, maybe??

- I love the little girl with the bow, you get ‘em queen.

- Yeah, a flower. Flower gleam and glow my dude.

- Look I hate Rasmus, but he’s a fantastic villain and the actor is acting the hell out of it.

- The effects are really cool.

- 🎵Flower gleam and what the fuck?🎵

- I don’t care that Rasmus died, but Sarah deserved better.

- The flowers wrapping around their bodies is cool.

- How is Fie able to walk after giving birth?

- Omg them all traveling as one giant family, I love it.

Overall: 8.8

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