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[tojisun]

im back online and pookies look at my press-ons ( ੭ ˘ ³˘)੭‎°｡⋆♡‧₊˚

[swordheld]

hello! do u have any new music recommendations?

of course!!! going to throw some general pop/indie/rock/instrumental all over vibes at you? these are some of the ones that i've been having on repeat a lot lately because they bring something bright and fun into my days - hope you enjoy them !! 💛

if i'm honest (trousdale) – oh the absolute vibes of this one. the harmonies. the beat. the slow downs and build ups? that ending? it's like easy, slow, growing ease and joy. that point 3/4 of the ways through the song, that building of things? the payoff? those background horns? the drums? i cannot sit through it without some kind of air guitar / drums / chair dance type beat. it's too good that you cannot help it, it just goes so hard.

close one (fizz) – i have been writing so much love poetry to this song. it is soft and slow and serene like light, all golden hour, the soft golden hues of almost, of here, like this, with me? that little 'fuck it' before the chorus is so fun. this group is made of insanely popular individuals (dodie/orla gartland/greta isaac/martin luke brown???) and together .... they are so powerful. cannot wait to see what they create next !!

run (maisie peters) – there is such a fun vibe to this song. that line of the chorus, that 'i've been lied to / i've been cut and deleted / i've heard some things i will leave unrepeated' is sooooo good, that rhyme scheme that syllable count balance? it immediately went onto my writing playlist w/ that fun beat, that synth, that catchy repetition? the whole album this comes off of is so very good too, esp. 'the band and i'? i really enjoy her sound!!

like a brother (hey, nothing) – this song feels like a lullaby, in the way of being swung in a hammock? all late summer, early winter winds? but there is such a lyricism that gets stuck in my brain, the whole layout of the chorus and is just so soft. i feel so many things. another easy one for the poetry playlist.

margo (sally boy) – oh the orchestral, string opening? the easy flow of it, instrumental and light, before hitting that small bit of silence before the guitar and lyrics come in? and then the absolute hit that is the beat of the chorus hitting? obsessed. phenomenal. i love the balance of gentle, light instruments and the slow instruction of the drumbeat, it feels like a whole story that you can experience, the flow of it!

eightball girl (maddie zahm) – i can leave this song for a few days and then out of nowhere it'll just be in my head again, the vibes of it, that beat of the chorus? the layered voice effects? sometimes songs have this balance to them that my brain just sucks up like a sponge and this is one of them. soooo good. i'll be in the supermarket and my brain will just go eightball girllll, tell me how you feel about meeee and it's perfect.

snow angel (reneé rapp) – this was one of the first ones i found on my daylist that was just like, how did i go so long without you. how did i not know about you. and since then it's been a daily listen. the slow, gentle breeze of that beginning? there is such a rising and falling to this song, like seasons, like the breeze? all tide, all here and there and back again, all resilience and ferocity, softness and violence? that electric guitar and the piano and the feedback just makes me want to just. aaaaaaa. this whole album is just banger after banger too!!

grace (henrik) – it's so fun!!! it brings me so much joy and energy, the easy breezy pop vibes, it's so hopeful and gentle and loving. i have it set as my alarm rn because i really do think it'll last through the sisyphean task of getting me out of bed in the mornings, it just feels like sunlight.

[yaralulu]

Everytime I see someone saying they don’t want an elain book because she’s boring and we don’t know anything about her but then in the same breath saying they want an azriel book a piece of my soul dies a little.

What if I told you we know as much about elain as we do about azriel.Or is it only okay for men to be quiet and mysterious and when it’s a woman she’s suddenly boring and doesn’t deserve her own book huh 😍??

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

very late for mermay but imagine merman gojo pleading for y/n to carry him around on land because he's tired of flopping 🧜🏻‍♂️

😭😭😭😭 PLEASEEEE he would wouldn’t he……….. whines about how rough the concrete feels and how his scales are sensitive and how you Have to carry him bc you’re the only human he trusts… i imagine mermaids in general being heavy as FUCK tho so 😭 good luck w him .

…. i could also see him begging to be pushed around in a cart . like a toddler. he’s like a puppy w their head sticking out of the car window just yapping and watching the sights like :33… cutie

[hourcat]

piarles + Bodyguard AU 🥰

10. Bodyguard AU

Pierre doesn't seem big enough for a bodyguard.

Not that Charles is complaining, of course, by any means—he knows, as royal lineage, that there's always a risk to his safety on at least some level whenever he's out in public, and he's mostly come to terms with that. But when his mother had introduced him to the bodyguard that the family had hired for his protection, he'd almost laughed out loud, because…

Well. Pierre looks like a normal guy. He's quiet, introduces himself with a nod, and Charles thinks immediately that he could be a stranger he bumps into in a coffee shop, not a man trained in god knows how many defensive arts meant to protect someone.

He's muscular, sure, but nothing to write home about. And like—Charles is taller than him. Not by much, of course, and sometimes when Pierre is standing alongside him it feels like he's towering, but side-by-side, he is taller. What's the point of a bodyguard who is shorter than you? George, one of his mother's assistants, is at least a head taller than him, and seems almost as fit as Pierre seems to be.

Not that Charles has been looking, of course. But on afternoons where they spend the day in the sun, Charles has seen Pierre take off his blazer and knows that the expanse of his back is broad and built, muscles flexing beneath the pressed white dress shirt and looking…fit. That's all Charles can allow himself. He doesn't care about his security team, end-of.

But they're stuck in traffic on a Friday night, lights from the road around them splashing across his bodyguard's face, and Charles can't help but think that he looks out of place, almost: sitting here across from him in the limousine, sunglasses on even inside the car, expression carefully neutral. He could be an influencer, maybe: the cut of his jaw is too sharp and, frankly, attractive to be wasting away in the private security business.

"What made you want to do this?" Charles asks, setting his phone face-down on the seat beside him. Pierre doesn't hear him, apparently—Charles clears his throat, raises an eyebrow as his bodyguard stirs at that, brows climbing over his sunglasses. "Be a bodyguard. Why'd you do it?"

Pierre shrugs. "It is what I'm good at," he says simply, pressing the earpiece further into his ear.

But that's not nearly the satisfying answer Charles had been hoping for. "But you don't look—" Pierre lowers his sunglasses for a moment, fixing Charles with a look that can only say what do you mean rather intimidatingly, and he changes his tune. "Sorry, I mean. You look like you should be a YouTuber or something, not…"

Pierre, shockingly, smiles. Or, well, it's more of a smirk than anything, but it's more emotion than he's seen from the man since he'd been hired. Charles' breath catches. He's…kind of hot. "Should I be flattered that you think I'm not ugly, Mr. Leclerc?" The younger man swallows. "Many people that look like me are more than just pretty faces." Pierre winks and Charles thinks he's just about swallowed his tongue.

"Oh," he manages, stupidly. "Are you ex-military?" Truthfully, he hadn't gotten around to reading the man's credentials even if they'd been sitting at his desk for months, and he hopes he doesn't come across as rude. It's just…something about the mystery of his bodyguard's aura is crawling under his skin, and Charles is nothing if not a picker.

Pierre's amusement dies in an instant. Features stoic once more, sunglasses back up properly on his face, Charles watches whatever opening of understanding he'd worked on zip shut. "Yes," he answers, voice even once more. Then, before Charles can inquire further, he continues. "You should review that speech while you have the time, Mr. Leclerc. The benefit will be waiting on you the moment we arrive, as traffic doesn't seem to be letting up."

Ah, right. The stupid benefit he's being forced to attend because Lorenzo is out of town. He opens his mouth to counter Pierre's suggestion, but doesn't get a chance to voice his thoughts because the car jerks to a stop, much harder than normal on-off traffic. The two of them lurch in their seats, Charles grabbing at his seatbelt haphazardly for a moment before they settle.

"Sorry," the voice from the driver's seat says, filtering through the partition. "There's some kind of hold-up ahead—"

And then the ringing sound of what could be gunshots fill the tunnel around them, and oh. Charles swallows thickly. "Um," he starts, and then doesn't continue because the sound gets a little closer and in a second, Pierre's got a hand firmly on his arm, tugging him forward and onto the floor of the limo. Charles goes easily. The gunshots—they must be gunshots, Pierre wouldn't be doing this if they weren't—are loud, now, and he's fucking shaking. Shaking. He's driven through this tunnel countless times and hasn't even considered an incident like this as a possibility.

"Charles," Pierre says, low and firm, and Charles snaps to his attention, staring at his bodyguard's face. "Stay down. We will be fine, I promise." He scoots closer, leans over so that his body is closer to Charles' than it ever has been before, and he's warm. "Just stay down." Pierre's hand is now resting just between Charles' shoulders, big and almost comforting as it eases him further to the floor.

Any lingering concern about his size is long forgotten.

[futuristiccrystal]

Bit of a rant here we go!!!!

PSA to any Redacted fans that follow me:

I do not keep up with anything in the fandom anymore for this reason, so just know that I will not be listening to a single complaint about any future redacted fanart of mine unless it’s a genuine design critique

I literally do not care that you get upset over a non-visual character being portrayed as a certain race, ethnicity, gender, or body type. Each of us have our own interpretations and that it the beauty of being an artist in the ASMR/Audio drama community space. So, if someone drawing a gendered listener genuinely triggers a trauma response in you? That’s on you, not the artist.

If you genuinely believe that artists making their own versions of these characters is actively harming you, and you find yourself having meltdowns over it? You have an incredibly unhealthy attachment to this media. Either you’re a lonely middle/high schooler who’s anxious about your future, or you’re an adult who uses these audios to unhealthily cope with your own stress.

Audio dramas are made for the sole purpose of inviting one’s imagination into the story taking place. And while they can be used as a quick-fix to relax, if you can’t fathom that other people have their own versions of the story, it is not their job to fall to their knees and ask for your forgiveness when you start projecting your discomforts/insecurities onto their personal work.

I’m calling out RedactedASMR fans specifically here because I genuinely cannot believe so many of you are as miserable as you are in this fandom. Leave artists alone. Leave writers alone. And especially? Leave Erik alone

I stg he literally makes these audios because they’re *his* passion project, and yet EVERY episode there’s like 50 of you complaining about how you had a panic attack because of a hyper-specific trigger that genuinely would not happen if you learned to properly cope with your own personal issues. He slaps so many content warnings on his work so you guys won’t be distressed, and yet you listen to it anyways and get butt-hurt when it actually bothers you.

Listen y’all can be absolutely amazing, but there’s a reason why Erik doesn’t interact with any of you anymore. I’m sorry that you went through however tough of a life you’ve had, but that is not any of our faults. Leave the artists and writers alone dude. Block them if you seriously need a clean FYP, but don’t make your personal struggles our collective problem

[aomiiine]

wait a minute shae ive sent u i think like three asks in my old account before does that mean u didnt receive that either......... because if yes that means ive been banned for a long time </3

i don’t see any of ur asks in my inbox babe.. 💔💔 Pls, what juicy thoughts did i miss out on???

[brookiedaaroacecookie]

Thanks for the nice words bud

I think they only advice i want to who to email to get my boss fired. /hj

Maybe a virtual hug would be nice

absolutely.

[angelofviscera]

also i made u a playlist for today but tumblr won’t let me send it to youu </3 it’s called little faith & a lot of heart u should see it on my profile i hope u enjoy baby <33 i love u so muchhh my girl i!! love!! u!! mwah!! 💗💚💜

I can't see it on your spotify profile I'm sobbing!!!!!!! both because I'm sososo in love with u I'm swooning awgh my love made me a special playlist for today I can't wait to listen to it and think about u!!! and also because technology please work please please please let me see my wife's curation of art I need to let it kill me while I think about making out with her!!!!!!

[2truehearts]

Anyways. Goodbye dash I'm gonna go sleep now bye. Love you all <3

[christiangeistdorfer]

christian geistdörfer being interviewed at the tour de corse rally, 1985

[lavenderhaze]

my hourly ‘i love possum’ post

[waterandsilver]

horror podcasts my beloved <3

[godnectar]

What happened to ur phone??

also love the new theme<33

got the screen fucked up and since it has no protector I was scared small pieces would fall off fr 😭🤡

[cannibalismyuri]

“wish I had the ability to attract any transmasc in a five mile radius” baby. am I not enough for you 🧎‍♂️💔🧎‍♂️💔🧎‍♂️💔🧎‍♂️💔

PLEASE 😭😭 elijah u are More than enough but also consider u are 66273637336633 miles away from me 😔👎🤧 also i meant solidarity transmascs whom i can go mens clothes shopping with and have Platonic talks with everyone knows that ur my boygirlfriend . 👁️👁️

[the-kr8tor]

Oh no exams 😨 Good luck, angel!! I'm rooting for you ❤️❤️❤️

me when I reach the angst part of the angsty fic that I specifically chose for the angst