#new dancer glam probably

[borisbubbles]

Eurovision 2024: #18

18. SAN MARINO Megara - "11:11" 33rd place

Decade Ranking: 66/153 [Above Aiko, below Hooverphonic]

Soy "Otra Gente".

Yes, ~Megara & Aiko~ back-to-back as a tribute to the blossoming new relationship. (how cute that these are the two LAST EVER entrants for both of those countries ♥). Star-crossed pansexuals forever tethered side-by-side in this ranked afterlife. THIS is how you do serendipitous running orders, Christer, fucking take notes. (Another fragment of my neurodivergent soul destoyed when he decided to put Megara 10th in the r/o and make 11:11 the 12th overall song to be performed that night).

But Aiko and Megara also represent the duality of modern day NQs. While Aiko delivered a good vocal, glammed-up to a 7.5/10 and still died (lol though luck fighting those bookmakers, girl), Kenzie delivered an ABSOLUTELY ROTTEN VOCAL, downgraded to a 7.5/10 and logically died because it's San Fucking Marino. 😍

Like, idk how to break it to you, but for once, San Marino actually earned the Ironic Standom label. Let's start with the fact that they're repped by my fave act from last year's Benifest with a song about how unfairly robbed "Arcadia" was. ♥

M E

P E L A

M E P E L A

Y si tú no me quieres otra gente me quierian

This year's line-up was so up my alley even the fanfiction was fucking me-coded.

And a fanfic it fucking was because in order to rep Scam Marino, Megara had to beat the following at Una Voce:

Jalisse, Italy's 97's reps (and erstwhile BubbleFaves) who TVSM found in a dusty retirement home somewhere in Italy, recruited as a Big Name, and who reportedly stormed out of the venue as soon as they were eliminated by the jury. (😍)

David Bowie's former flame Dana Gillespie, who sang an AI-written composition about climate change called "The last polar bear" (sample lyrics:" I'm just a polar bear trying to survive :old:" // "Is there someone out there who has mercy on a polar bear?" :old:) (and they HAD to admit this in the final because Una Voce's main sponsor was the company that wrote the AI script which composed the song lmfaooo ♥)

Nusa Derenda's son, who was part of a three-himbot boyband and was absolutely HORRIBLE (the other two did ALL of the lifting ♥), only for them to be completely omited from the first recap of the night (WILL THE BULLYING OF SLOVENIA EVER END?!)

Loredana Bertè, Mia Martini's estranged blue-haired sister who crossed over from San Remo for the sole purpose of terrorizing her ex-husband Björn Borg, and performed in her usual style: dressed as a schoolgirl (she's over 70 btw), hands in her pockets, fully disassociated, sounding like she was halfway through her fourth bottle of Disaronno.

How is ANY of this a waking reality?! Megara beating Loredana last-minute was the icing on the cake because while the notion of Pazza is funny enough (it rhymes "artifice" with "toothpaste" <3), Megara at least had... a concept? an Idea? A song?

And then we got to the contest itself. The preview comes in and has THE EXACT SAME IMPACT ON ME as Bambie's did in the first semi - STOP ALL THE PRESSES, I WANT TO SEE THIS IN FULL IDGAF ABOUT ANY OF THE OTHERS OR MY PERSONAL HEALTH AND RESPONSIBLIITIES!!!! you know, the usual hinged eurofan stuff.

When we finally got to the full live omg ♥ A fantastic act completely PULVERIZED into death by Kenzie's inability to perform ♥ From actually WALKING OFF THE SCREEN

to having her own small Emily Roberts moment in the second chorus

Shittastic. it worked because, thankfully, the song WAS fodder to begin with (no losses there) and the staging -conceptually at least- was visionary. This is probably the best San Marino have ever staged.

The delectable Dias De Muertos flamengo break ♥

the haphazard trigger happy hazbin hotel fuschia fiesta freakshow aesthetics ♥

the silly overlays that actually WORKED BETTER THAN LUX'S ♥

THE DEMON RABBIT INTO DEMON CORPSES DANCERS ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

This (metaphorical) shit was masterfully staged and Kenzy still served LOOKS AND ENERGY despite failing at everything else.

If you're going to be hopeless, then be hilariously bad at giving hope, is what I say.

11:11 was pure chaos on a black-and-pink demon barber pole, which for experimental art rock serving as a middle finger to Spain's lack of taste, is a pretty good medium of expression. The way Megara were guaranteed double digit points because the Mericones (this year's honorary name for Cigarillos/Spanish Fags btw..x) were casting votes in this semi (♥) allowed them to give zero fucks. ♥

Of course, if Megara (and specifically Kenzie) had been in any way competent, then 11:11 could have qualified with that act, and that would have been ICONIC. But they weren't and we missed out on another SF2 epic turnaround, which is probably why I'm not ranking them amongst the very good entries this year. (also, if I did I'd be compelled to rank 'em 11th and LOL @ bumping Aiko up to 12th place). I'm accepting of 11:11's shortcomings, but also acknowledge that it has them. The quality standards were surprisingly high this year, and I enjoy the remaining entries sufficiently that I don't need to cling to Megara as hard as I normally would. Fun filler it is, and that's the perfect endpoint for San Marino's journey.

THE RANKING

[aoife-asturmaux]

Tactical Tech

spent a long time debating what to wear this top with (it's my favorite of the new options) but in the end I'm happy with the all-classes look I landed on. Really enjoying the synergy with the noctis glove :O

right now i'm wearing it on whm for raid but i'll probably shuffle it around to drg or dancer since i swap between whm glams a lot lmao.......

[beccasissy69]

My January training began on the 3rd after a few days off for the New Year. As I mentioned, I was dealing with an intermittently gross allergy (probably) situation on my neck/shoulder/face which meant no makeup, very tricky shaving and I struggled to wear a wig because it rubbed on the raw skin and was very irritating! So yay January!

My first session was BDSM and i was watching videos where the woman was under someone's control and were unable to do anything other than submit. I was using a dildo and a gag, but no bondage (see above!) and the videos were so hot. The woman was usually attached to a machine and the guy had a remote control so he could give himself the perfect BJ and you could see her kind of drifting off and letting it happen.

Some videos mixed it up with a guy at both ends, or a few guys who would switch positions or teasing her with a magic wand and I especially loved the video where it showed the woman after the shoot was finished and she was just a mess!

Then I was watching kissing videos while I was plugged. I watched a good range of videos, some ASMR, some regular porn and some JAV ones. The JAV tended to be really slow and deep kissing and they would tease a little between starting again and these had my toes curling.

Next I had a study night, looking at makeup styles for ballet dancers. This was interesting and pretty helpful as it's a very bold and defined look which makes it easier to pick up and understand techniques. Some of them are very over the top but a lot of them were more on the heavily made up side and I took plenty of notes.

Goddess introduced me to the videos of a new sissy. She's on the older end of middle aged but she's really inspirational as she's a huge slut and has orientated her life around that! She has a few hundred videos and a lot of them are with multiple guys in cheap motel rooms. It also pushed one of my other major buttons as it was super real and raw, she was femme but not glossy or glam. Hot and #goals!

Finally, my weekend task rubber/latex doll BDSM bisex/strapon etc videos. There were so many videos and to begin with I was so excited I was skipping around and not really watching any of them. I calmed down a little and watched full videos (unless they weren't very good) and wow, some of them were amazing, the more femdommy ones were super but I also enjoyed ones that were more focused on the sex where it let me work to putting my mind in the kind of space of an actual rubber doll.

[ileftherbackhome]

LOVER GAYLOR'S VERSION WOULD BE SO GOOD

I ABSOLUTELY AGREE ANON.

I'm actually kind of sus over those lover vinyls now, not gunna lie to you. I just feel like... yes, lover is queer already but I feel like there is definitely a song or two she cut from the listing that are explicitly queer... or maybe there aren't and this was the "coming out" album the way it was supposed to be because ME! is pretty explicit honestly. "like a rainbow with all of the colors, i promise you'll never find another like me" is a queer ass lyric.

not only that but she intentionally made the aesthetic of that song on rep tour a rainbow, with her background dancers in pink, yellow, blue powersuits- which is an inherently queer clothing item to me tbh. Like, you wanna talk about queerflagging? that's the literal definition of queerflagging. I don't know any grown ass adults donning a full rainbow dress unless they're queer. I just don't see taylor loving rainbows because she just "loves" rainbows.

Like, not to mention she goes into dwoht/atw after shake it off, which I feel like is SO telling of 1989 era isn't it?

but like, yeah, I just feel like if you listen to lover from the lens of a bisexual woman coming out- it is pretty explicitly queer. False God is just another name for Pussy is Bible, change my mind. I just... idk... don't get me wrong I want lover (gaylor's version) because I want more lover era songs. I love lover, i'm so sad she didn't get her own tour and has to share the spotlight with nine other bitches but it's okay i'm FINE.

I just... I want her to be able to come out the way she planned it. Taylor is not a private person by nature, and she is putting up boundaries but I cannot imagine she wants to stay in the closet. Like, what was lover then if not her wanting to make a huge show out of her coming out? When I hear the speeches, I see the videos and hear her discuss lover... my heart breaks, she put so much thought and care into that fucking era... she wanted to put her sexuality on the front pages of every magazine because she feels like she fucking earned it? Like, if i was taylor, I would want the attention on my sexuality if I was forced into the closet which... idk it's pretty clear from her own visual work that she's resentful of her "glass closet" and has been seeking a way to get out of it for over a decade now, probably.

Lover was so open that folkmore videos feel like a slap in the face with their tone honestly. the last music video we got for lover was the man and I doubt she wanted to end with that because u know cruel summer was going to get released as a single... you just fucking know it. there's no way, she teased the FUCK out of that song. MULTIPLE references to it... nah, something's up. but like... go back and watch me! then watch cardigan... it's a complete tone shift. It's a complete emotional departure from where ME! was and I don't think that it's "reading too much" into it when this is like superficial stuff I'm talking about... we've returned to a dark cottage and forest and taylor is trapped behind a glass closet... after lover era where bisexual rumors were at an all time HIGH?

no bro, she's hurt over the way it all went down and it's fucking evident.... but i think the finality of midnights as an era and the way it's kind of been the best of all the eras (like... the glam of 1989, the healthy attitude of lover, the hair ish of debut/fearless/red all together, the sadness of red in the official photoshoots, the easter eggs of reputation, the queerness of speak now) makes me feel like we're going into a really fun and new and honest era of taylor swift. I think she's finally done with the lying and hiding and she's going completely change the way she approaches music after this year.

I think she's hinted that she's ready to get onto ts11 and the new chapter of her life several times this year... I think she might just mush all the rest of the rerecordings together with lover b side for tour (imagine the record she would set with that babes.... i know she's thinking about it) because she wants to have a gay ass tour this time around, the way lover was supposed to be. And I think that's why she's decided to do an eras tour as well, because she's been playing with the rest of her eras this entire midnights era. like what is the midnights era? it's literally a retrospective on her past eras.

so i think we might get lover gaylor's version only because she'd probably be the first and only person in history to chart all 250+ songs that she'd definitely chart if she released the rest of her recordings at the same time, and the only person to chart all ten of her first albums at once too. it'd be a nice even record to set and she loves her some numbers.

anyways i hope you enjoyed my intense clowning anon

[wayward-hatchling]

If you voted for option 3, check the reblogs My entire game loop revolves around being able to put a Chocobo Head on and have it still make sense… But I have been indecisive for a long time so now I’m just leaving it to a vote lol

I enjoy the feather motif of the leggings (for which I spent $$), so I limited myself to a chest piece that showed them off. A surprisingly strict limitation! Left was the look I landed on while leveling Dancer. It's definitely a good look, and I've had people understand the chocobo aesthetic out in the overworld before. HOWEVER the new artifact headpiece is pretty as heck and the dangley physics are *chef's kiss*....I just can't figure out what to create with it. It has some mandatory purple bits to match to, making the Edengrace weapon the only obvious choice.The chest and feet are both the ShB gear. Feels like the basic bitch option. PREVIOUSLY: Part 11: AST was a decent toss up classic celestial AST and lore-appropriate cyborg. I may workshop the two together and get back to y'all. Part 10: BLM was a landslide win again for memes, but I may workshop the winner into Reaper

Part 9: VPR was only one choice that I was unsure of. Seems like it was unwarranted!

Part 8: MCH was a cowboy tiebreaker--back to the Qitana Ravel lol

Part 7: SGE was another easy win for the high level gear.

Part 6: SMN was pretty inconclusive, except people generally liked the higher-level gear more. Makes sense!

Part 5: NIN, 100% voted for the Naruto look, and honestly same

Part 4: MCH was a perfect split, tumblr equally enjoys pirates vs cowboys. This is probably the most difficult one to decide, both are egg-cellent

Part 3: SAM was a vote for quantity (of chickens) over quality

Part 2: BLM, (the previous version of this) Tumblr enjoyed Halloween and witches

Part 1: DRK, we decided lore components were our favorite

[newsworld-nw]

Chloe Bailey channels 'Game of Thrones' for Halloween: 'I'm Khaleesi'

Chloe Bailey As Halloween weekend kicks off the 25-year-old by no means fails to amaze along with her costumes this time round and her newest is not any exception.Singer on Thursday took to Instagram to share his presentation of recreation of thrones' Daenerys Stormborn of Home Targaryen, the primary of her title, the Unborn, Queen of Meereen, Queen of Andal and mom of Rainer and the First Man, Khaleesi of the Nice Grass Sea, Chain Breaker and Dragon.The singer does not miss a element as she sits atop a stone altar in an icy blonde wig and a gold-and-silver gown. It even has three dragon eggs subsequent to it! "I am Khaleesi, mom of dragons 🐉 #gameofthrones," she captioned the shot gallery. Her outfit drew a whole lot of love within the feedback, together with a candy one Her sister, Haley. "Adore it a lot!!!!!" The The Little Mermaid The star wrote, alongside followers who commented that "there'll by no means be a Lannister."Beforehand, embellished as Chlöe from lola The story of the sharkCartoon icon Betty BoopAnd storm from X is human. Her costume as a climate witch was much more spectacular Halle Berrywho originated the onscreen portrayal of mutants, Gave the singer his props! The singer wrapped up his In Items tour final month, marking the top of his first headlining tour as a solo artist. The tour comes after he launched his debut solo album of the identical title earlier this yr, and Chlöe took to Instagram to share her ideas With followers as he closes the chapter on his first solo enterprise. "All that glitters isn't gold however my soul certain is... ✨ In tears scripting this publish as a result of when every thing and everybody informed me I could not do one other profitable tour leg for a second time, I did. And offered out my first abroad tour in London. Title present,” she captioned the emotional publish on Sept. 23.The Grammy nominee thanked her group and crew, writing, "Def could not have finished it on my own. @shermaybe I could not have finished it with out you, thanks for preventing for me and at all times maintaining my spirits up. I am down. My entire group on the street. With @jampme @rickylawson_ probably the most unimaginable dancers @dxncecandii @mari_salarda @etana.kindred @thekyrastewart @fulloutcortland , my MD @derekdixielive, my glam group @hair__poet @glamourartbytoya, @Glamourartbytoya, @Glamourartbytoya my manufacturing group.""And most of all, you, the followers. That is simply the motherf**king starting and the subsequent time I hit the street, will probably be with my new work," he concluded the publish. "If you imagine in God, if you find yourself humble, work onerous and let the work converse for itself, nothing can maintain you down."And with loads of time to arrange for what's subsequent, Chlöe can provide followers an much more edgy Halloween look! Associated Content material: #Chloe #Bailey #channels #Recreation #Thrones #Halloween #Khaleesi Read the full article

[catboynutsack]

Random hopes for FFXIV Dawntrail in no particular order from a person who's currently about to start the title quest Endwalker (so don't spoil the dungeon/fights and any post EW content)

New playable species outside of female Hrothgar; specifically another animalistic species similar to Miqo'te/Viera in that they're much more humanoid with animal features rather than anthropomorphic animals (like Hrothgar.) Biggest hopes are for a bird like race (similar to Meteion, I love harpies so much and while I know she's a familiar it would be cool to see a playable species based on her) or fish people (similar to Dungeons and Dragons Tritons, again I love mermaids and fish-like people so much.)

Random and small, I'd like to see canonical ages established within the game, maybe with like nameday celebrations of some kind for some characters. It would be so cute to have a birthday party for Alisaie and Alphinaud, I would die for those little dweebs and they're still technically kids and you KNOW their mom would go nuts for a celebration for them. I know there's been canon age mentions in additional content like books and such but ingame would be nice.

Viera hats for the love of God. I'm not a 3D artist and idk the process but it can't be that hard can it?? I know there's a whole design aspect involved bc Big Ol Ears but like. Square Enix is a huge company, surely they can allocate some resources to actually make clothing appear on an entire very popular race. If it's more complicated than I know then forgive me 3D artists, I love what y'all do I'm just uneducated on it 💛

Random as hell again and probably more suited towards an update than a new expansion but. I'd really like them to sorta retcon (is that the right word? Idk it's 3:20 am and I cant sleep) primal weapons so all primals have weapons for all classes. I'd kill for an ice scythe from the Extreme Shiva battle from HW or a pair of Leviathan Chakrams for my Dancer. I know that levelling is an issue but if they were, say, available via trading totems from the fight and synced to their class's lowest level I'd think that could work. Idk as someone who loves primal themed glams but mains Dancer and Reaper it drives me bananas that it's so limited.

A new Important female character that Doesn't Fucking Die or is somehow written off in the same pack for the love of God I swear they disproportionately kill off/write off female characters (I miss Moenbryda and Ysayle every day)

More romantic emotes/activities outside of the ceremony of eternal bonding! Not only is my partner very busy and we often have little FFXIV dates rather than in person things, I'm in a polycule and by the time I started playing my partner was already married ingame to my metamor (my partner's other partner) so I'm locked out of some emotes like the embrace emote while they aren't and it kinda sucks. It would be nice to be able to be romantic with them outside of /blowkiss and /hug and to be able to do couples content outside of the ceremony of eternal bonding. Maybe just a me problem though.

Un-gender all clothing items. I want my male character to wear a craftable bikini top goddamnit, it's fun. Plus it's a beachy-themed expansion afaik so it would make sense to un-gender the bathing suits

Speaking of craftable bikini tops, more craftable clothing for glams and not just combat!!! Cute bathing suits and the such that are level 1 and meant exclusively for glams would be amazing. We have a few already but with the upcoming theme being seemingly being beaches it seems appropriate.

Longer hairstyles. Clipping be damned my miqo'te would rock a long hair look (and his braid, which is the same hairstyle as Fourchenault's, already clips into every top ever so like. C'mon)

Number 1 on this list is the new species being humanoid with animal features. I eat that shit up with a spoon. I love making OCs and a new alt devoted to a species I like is absolutely in the books. Already have done it twice lol.

Improve Aurum Vale for the love of God that dungeon is a nightmare and it's like one of three that ever shows up on rouls on Dynamis

Anyways if any of this bothers you for any reason please just scroll by, these are my middle of the night daydreams when I can't sleep of things that I personally would enjoy in the game, I know my ideas don't apply to everyone and all of them wouldn't really make sense for one reason or another but it's fun to write them down and put them out into the world. And obviously this post isnt gonna make a difference in the game itself, I'm just a rando on Tumblr lol. Thank you <3

[unangbangkay]

New Dancer glam. I found a pair of sneakers that finally completed the look, and I think it turned out well.

Glam recipe is here.

The idea behind it was imagining what Ishgardian Dancers were like, if Ishgard was enough of a Society that it could produce a straight-up gang hat like the "High House Cloche". Dancers in Ishgard were probably street toughs like Hilda who prior to Shadowbringers adding DNC would probably class in Rogue.

Anyway, I think it turned out well, especially by the natural bisexual lighting found in Eulmore's Beehive lounge. I especially like the stitch pattern that carries in the Sky Pirate's Aiming vest onto the Demon Breeches of Aiming.

[ajisai-gen]

Ajisai throughout the day

[damonjuicyscock]

The New singer-Chapter 1

Pairing: Dilf! Damon Albarn X Reader

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

Words: 3094

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

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

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

Late 2016:

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

-Oi Tom!

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

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

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

- Well now that I’m awake yeah, when?

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

-It’s okay with me, see ya!

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

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

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

For your information, He arrived 43 minutes after.

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

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

-Masturbating. He answered sarcastically

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

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

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

-S’not like I’ve never been before…

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

-ANYWAY!

-What’s so urgent then?

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

- Oh cool! Who is it?

-Damon Albarn.

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

-WHAT?

-Yup, I knew you would react like this.

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

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

- He called himself? Not his manager?

-No, Damon Albarn himself.

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

-You sure?

- I have to.

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

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

-Shut up Tom!

He laughed

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

- Of course you do! I answered

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

- What are the dates?

he took out his little notebook from his pocket

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

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

-Why?

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

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

He handed me a little piece of paper

-Here’s Kellogg’s all-bran’s number

-Hey, respect him!

He laughed again

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

*

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

-Hello? I heard a male voice say dryly

-Hello, is this mister Albarn?

-Huh, yes?

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

His tone changed to a happy one

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

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

- When are you free?

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

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

- I’ll be there!

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

- Huh which one? Electric or acoustic one?

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

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

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

- Okay.

- See you tomorrow then Y/N.

- See ya!

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

-Did you call him? he said when answering

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

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

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

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

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

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

*

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

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

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

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

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

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

- Hello… I said shyly

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

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

- I was impatient to meet you too mister Albarn!

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

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

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

- Yup, here it is

I pulled my guitar out of its case.

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

I handed him the guitar

- Be careful, it’s my baby. I joked

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

- I’m the number two then!

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

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

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

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

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

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

- Well, what do you want to know?

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

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

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

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

- What movie did you watch? Jamie asked

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

- Cannes? Damon asked

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

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

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

- Which ones? Damon asked

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

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

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

- The danger of drugs. Jamie said

Damon threw him a dark look

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

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

- Who are your inspirations Y/N? Jamie asked

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

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

I blushed

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

Damon laughed seeing me blushing

- ‘S nothing love, we understand. He said

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

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

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

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

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

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

- Really? I said, sparks appearing in my eyes

- Of course! I’d love to! he answered

[illegiblewords]

ILLEGIBLE’S TOTALLY SUBJECTIVE FAVORITE EORZEA COLLECTION DESIGNS | SEASON II: RANGED DPS

I compiled a list of designs in the past to share some favorite Final Fantasy XIV glamours from the Eorzea Collection website. With the Endwalker expansion released, there are quite a few new options available and people have developed even more incredible looks. So I decided it was worth doing a follow-up. I’ll probably do this every expansion or so. As before, this list comes with a disclaimer that it’s personal opinion and purely in the interest of going ‘LOOK HOW COOL THIS IS’ at people! Anyone could theoretically do the same, I’m not an authority.

This post focuses on ranged dps.

Season I Ranged DPS

BARD

FEMALE

- Memory of Hades by Ren Snow

- Her Divine by Sabine Liatera

- Dawnsinger’s Grace by Celaia Kirika

- Liquid Arrow by Siddh Brumedecendre

- Confetti by Kyary Yukino

- Forest Huntress by Gracia Xing

- Winter Ballad by Yna Matsunaga

- Forest watch by Nya Nya

- Nightblessed Huntress by Mihri Ninaka

- Loghrif’s Familiar by Ko Kiri

MALE

- Storyteller by Valentyne Louvier

- ladon by Rihito Rehw-dvre

- Rolanberry Requiem by Myrin Lockhart

- Bard of the Seas by Garen Velsh

- There Are New Adventures To Sing About! by Val Forsythe

-Thavnairian Traveler by Val Forsyth

- Velvet Performer by Ohmoka Moka

- No title by Glynne Silence

- the dragon’s song - radiant bard by Tim Taro

- Allagan Bard by Bar Boron

DANCER

FEMALE

- [Shards] Venat by Valkariel Dawnbringer

- Lost Roses by R'yo Aderyd

- Imperial Winter by Vederah Kilmister

- Of the Wolf by Erzulie One

- Azeyma, the Sun by Mihri Ninaka

- Parrock Pirate by Yuma Tehp

- Athena Sophia by Nerril Kuroba

- Alphascape Avenger by Anguis Aurelius

- Cherry Lotus by Lohia Aihol

- Dancing Hurricane. by Lakira’ Kina

MALE

- STEAMPUNK: Clockwork Cultist Dancer by Steampunksam Sc

- Death Dance by Levi Gray

- Master of The Temple by Rokuro Kaneshiro

- A Flash of Crimson by Lowen Mkvenner

- Ballad Stepper by Amaris Palazzo

- This Glam Means Death by Crim Smithson

- Cut-throat from a Lost Kingdom by Aaile Erh-ya

- Viridescent by Tyo’li Wolndara

- Jest a Dance by Jest’a Gutierr

- Derniere Dance by Miushuu Diabloss

MACHINIST

FEMALE

- Modern Pioneer by Kaisa Miyahara

- Ingenuity by Leisha Aysheen

- Shale Captain by Ilheara Azami

- Airship Engineer by Gwennie Vierra

- Frontline Commander by Aylethcia Weaver

- Last Shot by Ihon Nuzhysa

- Marksman’s Spite by Alcyone Black

- No Title by Glynne Silence

- Mechagnome 2.0 by Vederah Kilmister

- Wild Courage by Kiana Kas’lana

MALE

- The Hunter’s Dream by Sarafina Vadrel

- Glynne - Combat Shock by Glynne Silence

- Scurvy Dog by Aringrimr Ymir

- Overwatch Reaper by Arean Loreaux

- Golden Jackal by Canis Aureus

- Crosshairs by Jarvis Brakkenwork

- Rottweiler by Yannick Ostheimer

- YoRHa Adventurer by Ritsu Ryuji

- Ilsabard Captain by Ilium Lavendeer

- Steeling Alliance by Riscus Faulconbridge

[princessjungeun]

Hey Beautiful: Jennie x Reader

Request: Hii :) i have a request for jennie x femreader, where the reader is a famous idol and Jennie has a crush on her. They attend the same award show and at the end when they are backstage the reader asks Jennie for her number. Then they go on a date or something just cute stuff (fluff i guess😅)

A/N: I’ll write a continuation of this if you’d like for the date part :D

Awards show season was in full swing and you were to attend the MAMAs tonight. It was your first time attending without a date, usually your best friend tagged along but she was working the night shift at her job so she couldn’t make it. 

You were already in your dress and your glam team was getting your hair and makeup done before you were to leave. This had been going on for hours and you were simply exhausted and hungry, the only thing keeping you going was knowing that you’d be seeing some friends of yours later in the evening. 

It took two hours but eventually your hair and makeup were finished and you were cleared to leave. Your manager sat across from you in the car, a smile on his face as she teasingly asked, “so anyone you’re excited to meet in particular?” 

You knew exactly what he meant, there was one person that had showed an interest in meeting you for months, Kim Jennie. To be honest when she said she was your fan in an interview, you were a little surprised. Despite being one of the most popular female soloists at the time, you were still shocked when you heard artists you looked up to liked you. 

Jennie in particular had mentioned on many occasions that you were her ideal type and she’d date you if she had the chance. Blinks and your fans shipped the two of you heavily as well. Most of the time you hated when you were shipped with people you never met because it made for uncomfortable times when you actually did happen to meet them. It’d happened in the past when people shipped you with a popular member of a boy group, he was to produce a song with you. However with all of the shipping flying around, you didn’t want to risk you or him getting involved in a scandal that would just add fuel to the fire. But with Jennie you entertained it, saying you’d date her too and she was your ideal type as well. Fans had been praying for an interaction for the longest and you knew you two were probably going to cross paths tonight. 

Once you’d walked the red carpet and avoided falling on your face, you were escorted inside to find your seat. The idols on the plus couch across from you were TWICE, the girls greeted you warmly, especially Nayeon who happened to be a close friend of yours. 

She scooted closer to you, and started catching you up on everything that had happened in the past month because you two hadn’t talked in a bit. You were both performing tonight, she wasn’t nervous whereas you were for the first time. 

Before Nayeon got up she nudged you gently, using her head to point you towards a familiar idol. You squinted, having forgotten your contacts at home, you realized it was Jennie, sitting with her members and talking to them. Nayeon stated, “I’m gonna call her over.” 

You panicked, “No no, not yet. Don’t call her over- Nayeon I sweat to god-” YOur friend only laughed, waving the girl down and mouthing to her from afar. You froze, trying to look everywhere but at Jennie, this was not how you wanted to meet her for the first time. Giving up, you hid your face in Nayeon’s shoulder, your face beet red as you laughed, the rest of Twice laughing and teasing you playfully. 

Nayeon patted your head, “she’s gone.” 

You peeked from her shoulder to make sure she was serious and not playing a prank, and she was. Jennie was now talking to Irene, facing the other direction and not paying you any mind. 

Nayeon told you, “you’re gonna need to work on that. She also said you’re cute...you missed it while you were hiding.” 

You smacked her shoulder and said, “I wouldn’t have had to hide if you just left her alone in the first place Nay. That was so embarrassing please never put me through that traumatizing experience again.” She sighed and said “okay fine, but you should talk to her before the night ends. She really does like you.” 

Nayeon scooted back towards her members and you focused straight ahead for the stage. As performances went on and awards were given out, you felt your heart race knowing that your big performance was coming up. 

A staff came and got you from your seat to escort you backstage during a break. Your manager was already in your dressing room with your stylist, both of them getting everything you need for your performance. Your dancers were warming up as well in a corner. 

You changed and start to warm up your vocals as well as your body, it was a new song and a new choreography which you’d never performed in front of such a large audience. The dance break was what you were most worried about because you hadn’t had a lot to time to practice in your shoes so you were afraid of messing up and hurting yourself. 

Your manager noticed the look on your face, “Hey don’t be nervous. Everyone in that crowd is your fan. You could go out there and just breathe into the mic and everyone would still lose their shit. So go out there and do your thing, I’ll be watching from in here. You’ll do great, stop worrying babe.” He always knew the right thing to say, he was like your best friend and soulmate all at the same time. 

You hugged him, “Thank you, I’ll meet you back in here when I’m done.” 

The dancers pulled you into a huddle, putting your hands together you all yelled, “1-2-lets get it.” You all broke and made your way towards the stage where a staff last minute checked your IEMs and mic to make sure they were working. 

You took a deep breath before making your way to the stage, the lights dimmed before the song started. Looking at your dancer they gave you a subtle nod, and smile giving you the last bit of confidence that you needed. 

During your performance all of your nerves melted away. You hit every note and move perfectly, gaining a huge reaction for the audience. The deafening sound of fans and other idols cheering you on only made your confidence rise, and it showed throughout your performance. When you were done almost everyone was standing up, even the idols as they cheered for you. 

After you were off of the stage you pulled your IEMs and mic pack off, handing them to your manager so you could go and change once more. Your second outfit was different, more elegant yet subtle. You changed your shoes to a pair of sneakers, relived that you could finally get out of heels. 

As your stylist touched up your makeup and hair you remembered that Blackpink was preforming in a bit. You wondered if you’d see Jennie back here, Nayeon did mention that she would probably be here when you got off the stage. 

Your questions were answered on the way back out to the audience because you ran into Jennie. The woman was passing you, looking down at her phone as she was walking. 

She looked up from the device to bow as she walked by, “Oh! Y/N hey!” she beamed as she tucked her phone in her back pocket. Although she knew she had to be somewhere she didn’t care, she wasn’t going to miss her opportunity

You looked her over and tried to not let your eyes linger on her very toned abs for a second too long. She told you sweetly, “you did amazing earlier, you looked stunning.” 

Heat rushed to your cheeks the longer she looked into your eyes, you stuttered out, “t-thanks...you’re going to kill it out there, more than me definitely.” 

Just as she was about to respond Jisoo called down the hall for her, waving her over with a clearly impatient manager. 

Jennie quickly turned to you and asked, “hey, I know this is the first time we met but can I have your number? Maybe we could go out sometime?” Her hand rested comfortably on your arm, a subtle touch that still made your heart burst inside. 

You nodded, “yeah, sure. I’d really like that.” Quickly she whipped out her phone and you put in your number, saving your name with a red heart emoji. 

Jennie smiled, “I’ll text you later.” 

You told her with a shy smile, “okay, good luck out there.” 

Jennie kissed your cheek, “thanks beautiful, i’ll see you out there.” She walked past you and to her members and managers who were waiting for her. 

You touched your cheek and smiled before following a staff member that was to take you back to your seat. When you got back Nayeon took one look at you before bursting out laughing. You frowned, “what?” 

Your friend replied, “run into Jennie did you?” 

You asked, shocked at how she already knew, “wha- how did you know?” 

Nayeon swiped her thumb over your cheek a few times before pulling away, showing you the faint lipstick stained on her skin, “She isn’t exactly the most subtle.” 

You poked Nayeon’s neck with a smirk, “Well turns out you and Jeongyeon aren’t either, Nay.” Her face flushed red as she pulled the collar of her top up and brushed her hair around her neck, you let out a laugh earning a slap on the arm from her. The two of you went back and forth playfully until the lights dimmed indicating Blackpink coming on to perform. 

You watched intently as the girls performed Lovesick Girls, Jennie staring at you as she sang that last part, winking in your direction as she made the heart gesture with her hands. You couldn’t help but smile back at her, trying to hold back how flustered the simple gesture. 

At the end of the night you were finally home and able to check your phone and as promised, Jennie did reach out to you. The message read: 

Unknown Number: Hey beautiful, I’m sorry I couldn’t see you more tonight. But I can make it up to you by taking you to that new art exhibition downtown. Are you free next Saturday?

You typed back quickly, not caring if it made you look desperate or like you were watching your phone: Don’t apologize, nights like these are hectic and unpredictable. I am free and I’m more than happy to go, thank you <3

You quickly updated her contact to Jennie and broke into a happy dance when she told you what time she’d come pick you up. You’d been dying to check out the art exhibition since you found out it was coming to town but tickets sold out before you could get the chance. So not only were you going on a date with your crush, but also to check out what you’d been dying to see for weeks. 

You flopped onto your bed and sighed, relieved that the day was finally over and that you were able to end it on a positive note. 

[jennyslcte]

POPULAR FACECLAIMS AND FRESH, NEW PERSONALITIES AND TRAITS TO GIVE THEM.

It’s 2021, no more biker Charlie Hunnam characters. I’ve had it, you hear me? This will be the first list of many! Please send me more popular faceclaims for me to add to a potential list. 

CHARLIE HUNNAM, JASON MOMOA, BEN ROBSON: The dork with a heart of gold who owns arcades around the world, the flamboyant but stern fashion designer and obsessive flirt, the terrible no good assassin who keeps getting hired, manager at Waffle House who dreams of becoming an actor in the big city, science teacher who loves their students but has no game.

CHRIS EVANS, SEBASTIAN STAN, OSCAR ISAAC: Obsessed with death and the color black and is still in their emo phase but is actually pretty nice, kinda gross and very annoying and works at the local Hobby Lobby but has a knack for adventure and history, glam rock star with trust issues and minor anger issues.

CHRIS HEMSWORTH, THEO JAMES, MICHAEL B. JORDAN: The pastor’s son who carries around itch cream and fears the world might end someday, the typical shy guy with anxiety issues who plays chess and was bullied as a child, the awkward romance novelist who’s very secretive and only good on paper.

ADAM BRODY, MILO VENTIMIGLIA, JAKE GYLLENHAAL: The obsessed ballet dancer who loves being alone and grew up in a weird family and they themselves are also pretty weird, the angry collector with trust issues and is secretly not good at anything, telemarketer and very passionate about the little things in life and is a ball of energy and sunshine. 

JESSICA ALBA, ANA DE ARMAS, MELISA PAMUK: The awkward one who trips over their feet and probably still picks at their scabs and works at the local supermarket, stern and steady and very political YouTube personality, the recluse who believes in the supernatural and goes bonkers when asked about it.

SOPHIA BUSH, PHOEBE TONKIN, ADRIA ARJONA: The stand up comedian who is both angry and kind and a little on the rough side, the peaked in high school type who now washes cars and makes wishes on stars and is lazy and problematic, lover of computers and is very quiet and fades to the background of almost any conversation aka a true wallflower.

MARGOT ROBBIE, DAKOTA JOHNSON, MINKA KELLY: Obsessed with sleep and is always groggy and quiet and has a very lackluster personality and probably wears the same clothes everyday, the classic tagalong and the never popular one with a sweet face and a kind heart but is also last in line, the always paranoid retired poet who makes voodoo dolls and is extremely spectacle of the universe and everything in it.

LILY JAMES, OLIVIA MUNN, BRIE LARSON: The hacker with impulse control issues who hates hot weathers and has horrible taste in everything but still feels confident with who they are, the cheapest human in the world who gets out their angst of never leaving their home town by playing drums and collecting coupons, the failed actress who’s constantly in denial about everything and is secretly very nasty to everyone.

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FFXIV NPCs as the type of players you meet in game

Inspired by the FFXIV husbands as healers post I thought what about all sorts of NPCs as your average FFXIV player you meet in the game?

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Haurchefant: Doesn’t voluntarily play dps, he’s a tank at heart. If he has to he goes Ninja so he can still support his party. Has the annoying tendency to think he can off-tank as a dps and takes tankbusters not meant for him to “just help out.” As a tank he sometimes goes for flashy maneuvers more than safe use of cooldowns. The tank that always clicks hallowed ground just half a second too late.

Merlwyb: Big crit dps is all nice but steady and consistent wins the game for her. She is a strategist at heart, able to adapt to every situation and having a plan for each single moment in the fight. Her burst windows will make you wish you were the same class as her - her flawless execution will make sure you know you’ll never reach that standard.

Aymeric: Bard. He is there to support you and to literally sing your praises. Everything he does is to make you shine like the star you are meant to be. If he tanks he is the kind of PLD that stops his dps rotation to send a clemency your way. It’s not that he doesn’t trust the healer but you can never be too careful, you know? Watches your health bar more than his own.

Kan-E-Senna: Salty healer main that decided to play DPS and not care anymore. Picked up dancer at lvl 60 and never looked back. Her dps is good but she has no patience for really learning complex rotations. She just wants to hit things while looking amazing. Somehow ends up being in a world’s first party anyway. 

Estinien: That one melee DPS that never, ever moves out of an AoE. Argues he can take it and a little bit of damage has never hurt anyone. Manages to live through situations he shouldn’t. Dies anyway to that one generic mechanic he should have seen coming.

Ysayle: Takes over leadership if noone stops her. She gravely misunderstood a boss mechanic once and has sworn: never again. Has watched all the guides and meticulously prepared for each fight. Knows each attack and what it does, you’ll never catch her unprepared, not even in roulettes. 

Zenos: His DPS is his utility. The embodiment of the samurai. He is not here for all your group-relevant shit, he is here to parse in 1st place and he will gladly let the rest of the raid die so he can keep up his uptime. LB3 is his by right and you WILL adapt or you will be kicked from the group. (Becomes a praise hungry puppy dog if he ever meets someone who can out dps him.) 

Yugiri: Now you see her, now you don’t. She is everywhere and nowhere in a battle, never standing still. But you don’t need to worry about her, she knows the fight by heart and you barely ever have to heal her anyways. Delights in stealing Zenos’ limit break whenever she manages.

Hien: Looks at first glance like every other melee dps main, but is actually trying his best to get rid of their bad reputation. He will explain the fight for you a dozen times if you need him to. Does top DPS but doesn’t run a parser because “we’re all in this together”. Low key carries every raid he is in but never claims the fame.

Lyse: That one person that keeps tagging along even though she said she wanted to go to bed three hours ago. Has a tendency to over explain fights to people who already know them. Tends to give people advice on how to better play their main job despite not having leveled it herself. Is a staunch believer in glam over practicality.

Crystal Exarch: That person that has every class on 80 and can actually play all of them quite well - but they play with a controller and sometimes their targeting is off. Prefers to tank or heal but will absolutely go dps if needed. Likes being a caster and loves to fiddle with 2+ minutes long rotations. Probably would be a summoner main if they could ever decide on maining anything.

Ardbert: Goes offline randomly, even during savage/extreme. It’s probably his internet but noone knows and he never explains. Doesn’t get kicked bc he is the one person that has done all the content before and his input is needed. Stacks with you even when it’s not necessary.

Emet-Selch: Afk’s for half of the fights. Doesn’t have a good excuse except that he’s bored. Probably watching netflix on a second monitor or literally napping. The guy that complains both in chat and in voice that the class rework took away his fav ability. Still wants the glory days of progging Alexander when it was brand new back.

[faelune-home]

Jumbo ask meme: 🌹, 😊, 📀, 🛍️, 🔮, and 💗 (sending you the same questions bc I think they're good ones!)

Apologies for taking a few days to get back on this, I needed to collect my thoughts to write it, which took some time on its own XD But thank you for the ask \o/~~ Always appreciated ^^

🌹 - miqo!Fu is very much the social butterfly type. Maybe initially with larger groups she’s a bit wary - joining the scions, she was more subdued since she’d just been thrown into it, plus the feeling that everyone else already knew each other and she was the newbie, but she eventually grew out of it, and especially after the Waking Sands attack, she vowed to hold a bit faster to her friendships with those that did survive - but otherwise, she’s always the first to try and make new friends, or at least be open for others to talk to her.

Making enemies tho...well she never deliberately sets out to do that, and unless the other person is set on being hostile, she would try to bridge a gap. Although after all that she’s been through, that tendency is a bit slower, maybe she’ll allow the diplomatic folk to make the first step before her, but actively trying to make enemies isn’t her thing.

😊 - Aaah, at the risk of sounding cheesy and obvious lol, its her friends. ^^ but i suppose in the event they’re not available, ironically it would be the opposite - some time alone in Gridania. She’s still very fond of the old forest since it was the first place she really knew in Eorzea.

And making others smile is her goal, she set out on the adventury thing to help others (and make a legacy to share with her loved ones that they could emulate...so in a way still continuing the idea of helping others for the sake of helping others). If it makes things easier for those that struggle, then she’ll try her best \o/

📀 - miqo!Fu is a bit less easy to manipulate after so long, tho she does have help from the other Scions to make sure she’s not being given the slip. She tries to be careful nowadays after so many events have occurred, but she still wants to be open and friendly to all. But for the most part she does trust very easily, and she likes to hope others will trust her. Hopefully without any insane hero worship, despite her goal of leaving a legacy, too much hero worship makes her uncomfortable cos she feels it makes people forget who she is as an individual vs what deeds she’s done as the WoL. Maybe from strangers she’s fine with it, but from those that she’d consider friends...ideally no.

The lies and manipulation though....aaaaa. That’s a tricky one, because obviously those closest to her that she trusts have done that for all their own reasons, and it depends on the individual how she feels about it. This feels like an appropriate point to discuss that, even if things get a bit wordy. >.>

(I’m gonna read more here, partly due to talking spoilers and partly due to length. Ironically the next few questions after this are very short in comparison but this one about “lies and secrets and trust” got very wordy on its own lol)

HW and ShB spoilers after the cut

With the Lyse reveal, it did sting to start with given how close miqo!Fu was the “Yda” and Papalymo, but after some thinking on it - like Lyse’s situation, understanding that it was a maybe not so healthy coping mechanism after losing her sister that then just spiralled further, plus the immediate aftermath of Papa’s death affecting all of them, putting Lyse’s situation into some perspective for the WoL - miqo!Fu got over it a lot quicker than even she expected. In the end of that case, Lyse is still a friend, and one that she trusts a lot, especially after seeing that, for all Lyse was trying to emulate her sister, she really was more like the same person Fufu already knew.

Urianger’s frequent cases are a mixed bag for miqo!Fu >.> Because on the one hand, she knows he’s not doing it maliciously, but at the same time, its still secret keeping rather than trusting her, or even the other scions, so intent on working on his own. Plus the fact that often, his plans are eerily pragmatic and someone is on the chopping block along with it - Minfilia was cast off to the First in the conflict against the Warriors of Darkness, and now she’s gone for good, and G’raha obviously offered himself up as a sacrifice with the WoL in the frontlines first, so Urianger technically had less say in that, but that one didn’t pan out anyway - and she doesn’t agree with that, she’d rather try to avoid as many deaths or sacrifices as she can. She trusts him maybe a bit less now, however she’d still trust him to watch out for her if need be, its just when it comes to making plans, she’d rather if he worked with others rather than doing things on his own.

The catboy himself is kind of an example as well >.> miqo!Fu still doesn’t see the point in him hiding his identity other than so she wouldn’t then want to make sure he didn’t do that. But the identity hiding part aside, he falls into the hero worship side of things that makes her uncomfortable. She still trusts him as a friend and companion of course, but the idea that she’s somehow untouchable  and all powerful just because of some old texts that survived past the 8th calamity doesn’t sit well with her. Again, that may be the end goal with her becoming an adventurer, but she does want to hope she can fade off and let the stories do their thing where she doesn’t have to then experience the fawning, and having it up front with a companion doesn’t help.

(Have i went too far down a rabbit hole here? is this off topic from the original question? idk :’D i hope its still okay, it’s nice to think a bit deeper about my girl and her motivations and thoughts on things)

🛍️ - This one :’D I feel this one differs from player to character, a lot of the glams i post here on tumblr and socials in general are more me as a player having fun with fashion over me actually representing what miqo!Fu herself would do. There’s some overlap though.

As a player, as Lady Fufu, I go for aesthetic, whatever looks nice, or whatever my vision for an outfit is. Miqo!Fu on the other hand, while she does have a fashionable streak, she tends more towards function and comfort.

So more flat shoes than heals for battle, the heals are better served for fancy occasions where she doesn’t have to fight. Skirts or trousers depends though on what job she’s running as.

One common point is skirts for dancer ^^ I like my flowy skirts flying around as she spins and flips.

🔮 - Star gazing! She loves the wide open night sky! Definite night owl, much like me the player XD But then she has an important job to do so she’ll stomach the mornings if need be.

Oh and she’s definitely a snuggler ^-^ In her home village, she’d often go to bed with at least a few younger miqittens cuddled up into a pile with her.

💗 - Miqo!Fu would probably say her eyes, big and bright and purple :D

Other might say her tail, its very expressive, you can read her easily by it XD

[nitewrighter]

Hiya Mun! |o/ its me birthday today! And I was hoping for some short Reidan drabble about anything if thats alright and possible? (Sorry for the ask 😅)

Ahhhh happy birthday!!! I was working on some Tommy Andromeda Reidan for that batch of prompts so yay!!!

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50. “You’re the only one”

Band Mission! Band Mission! Band Mission!

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Backstage was always too warm, the curtain trapping in heat and roadies and venue staffers looking on suspiciously. There wasn’t really a dressing room so much as an offstage area with one might-be-pre-Crisis makeup mirror whose lightbulbs radiated heat as everyone crowded around it.

“Glitter me,” said Rajeev, flicking his finger up and down the fringe on his leather jacket. His head was tilted to accommodate his eyepatch.

“No!” Samir’s voice was muffled underneath his hard-light helmet as angry emoji eyes blipped up on his visor, “You’re going to be shedding that shit in our room for weeks!”

“Marti, tell him to glitter me,” said Rajeev.

“I told you guys, this is all Aedan’s vision, which means Aedan is in charge of our glitter budget,” said Marti. She was dressed in lavender-toned iridescent plastic overalls over a black bodysuit, her hair up in twin buns with a thin braid snaking over her shoulder. She had on silvery-purple lipstic and a temporary tattoo of three thick black rectangular lines over her right eye. She glanced over at Aedan, pacing back and forth in front of the mic, “Aedan? Does Rajeev need more glitter?”

Aedan was muttering to himself, chewing his thumbnail as he paced in front of the curtain. He wondered how quickly he was sweating off his makeup.

“Aedan,” Marti said again.

“What?” Aedan glanced up.

“You’re the expert, Tommy Andromeda,” said Marti with an eye roll.

“Right--okay--what was the question?” said Aedan.

Marti sighed. “Glitter,” she said flatly, “Should Rajeev get more glitter?”

“Oh--no, but you could use some more,” said Aedan, smoothing his hair. He had bleached it at the tips, creating a fiery ombre with his natural red hair. It nearly matched the gold sash at his hips and the copper spirals on his glittery blue one-sleeved unitard. It had cutouts on his opposite hip and with one slash at the thigh, showing off temporary tattoos of eyes and stars.

Marti shot the twins a dirty look before heading over to the makeup table and brushing glitter on her cheekbones.

“Mic check,” Aedan jerked to awareness at the sound of Rei’s voice coming over the speakers, “One, two three.” There was a tap on the microphone before Rei slipped back through the curtain to the stage. She was dressed in ripped jeans, a trucker hat, and flannel over a Velvet Underground shirt borrowed from Aedan. With her messy ponytail and aviator sunglasses, she looked every bit the part of a roadie and she flashed Aedan a smile, “5 minutes to showtime, Rocketeers,” she said, looking at her clipboard. She gave a thumbs-up to Marti and firmly readjusted the brim of her hat as a signal to Marti that she had established visual contact with Jaime. Marti gave her a single nod and Rei grinned and moved to walk off. She hesitated next to Aedan, those deep gray eyes flicking up and down at his outfit.

“...this probably all seems very silly, doesn’t it?” said Aedan glancing down at his outfit.

“I like it,” said Rei, “It’s very... you.”

Aedan snorted. “Well, if we ever get a chance to head onstage again, we could use a bassist, and the role of Celestial Priestess Oneira is still--”

“Hey. Personal Space Invader,” Marti called, catching them in the makeup mirror, “The Roadie still has a job to do.”

Rei gave him a smile and flicked a lock out of his sleeked-back hair so it hung in his forehead like a superhero spit curl, “Break a leg out there, Andromeda,” she said with a grin before slipping off.

“’Celestial Priestess Oneira?’”Marti repeated incredulously.

“If you read ‘The Andromeda Saga Cliffnotes’ document I sent you, you’d know that Oneira is a vital foil to Tommy Andromeda and his---”

“Oh my god only you would have an eight page document on lore for a band that isn’t real,” said Marti.

“No one appreciates concept albums anymore,” muttered Aedan, his shoulders slumping.

“We’re literally only doing covers,” said Samir.

“Again, I would like to stress that we just have to be competent enough to buy Rei a few minutes,” said Marti.

“That’s right, Rocketeers!” said Rajeev, strumming a note on his guitar, “Get your heads in the game! Or my name isn’t Dorado Crux!”

“Your name isn’t Dorado Crux,” said Samir flatly, “And also you’re wearing your eyepatch over your real eye.”

“...Prosthetic looks cooler,” said Rajeev with a shrug.

“Guys! Focus!” said Marti, hurrying over to her soundboard as Samir looped his keytar awkwardly over his oversized helmet. Aedan took his place at the blue masking tape-marked x at the part in the curtain.

“Okay. Tommy Andromeda. Here to save the multiverse with the power of rock and roll,” he muttered under his breath, hopping in place and rolling his shoulders.

“Or... here to create enough of a distraction so Rei and Jaime get the mission done?” said Marti.

“...sure,” said Aedan, “That too.”

The rest of the team, well, band, took their positions. Marti at her soundboard, Samir with his keytar, Rajeev on guitar, and Aedan on vocals. Rei on extraction. Jaime on lookout. Aedan took a few calming breaths.

“Hello Santa Fe, how’s everyone doing this evening?” he listened to the MC through the curtain. A lackluster swell of claps rose up from the audience.

Stay calm, Aedan, It’s just a jam session, just think of it as a jam session, he thought to himself.

“For your opening act we have some funky unknowns who claim they’re from outer space--We’ll have them send our regards to the apes at the lunar colony. Santa Fe, I give you, the Tommy Rocketers!”

The jumpsuit already felt like it was riding up by the time the curtain parted. The lights were too bright for Aedan to see the audience. He squinted, hoped his eyeshadow wasn’t melting under the lights

“Actually we’re Tommy and the Rocketeers--I’m Tommy--They’re... they’re the Rocketeers,” Aedan’s own voice seemed swallowed by mic feedback for a second as he readjusted the mic to his height.

“Like Bennie and the Jets?!” someone yelled from the crowd.

Aedan drew in a calming breath through his nostrils. If that was Jaime I’m going to kill him, he thought.

“We don’t get them back in the Andromeda system, are they good?” he asked, tilting his head with ingenue-wide eyes as he got into character. A snicker rippled through the crowd and Aedan smiled as Marti laid down a beat on her soundboard and brought in a warbling theremin note as Samir started accompanying her beat with organ from his keytar and Rajeev soon strumming alongside his brother. Aedan rolled his neck and stretched out his arms with that dancer posture before taking hold of the microphone, drawing in breath, and singing. He had agonized over the setlist, of course, and then there was the matter of what songs they could get down with only a little over two and a half weeks of practice. They warmed up the crowd with “Final Day,” definitely more New Wave than glam, but it fit their minimalist instrumentation and their spacey aesthetic with its semi-innocent, semi-prophetic lyrics seemed to placate the crowd into accepting them as semi-competent, with the “Woah-oh-oh” allowing them to transition into the more high energy “Senses Working Overtime,” a song just weird and well-known enough to let Tommy Andromeda feel more settled in.

 And, with a few hip shakes, suddenly he was coming to Aedan--every extra few seconds Aedan had taken to emote at himself in that character in the bathroom, every performance he had alone in his lab, every vivid fantasy he had had listening to music on long orca rides and quiet nights back at Talon was suddenly surging out of his heart and throat. He was in every swing of Aedan’s hips. Every stomp of his platform red and gold boots. He was the exiled magical space messiah who was a reincarnation of the prince of a fallen space kingdom who had to fight against the ancient order of his alien father’s--Okay, Marti was probably right about the unnecessarily convoluted backstory, but what mattered was that he was Tommy Andromeda.

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Rei had her finger to her ear as she ascended the stairs to the VIP lounge. “Security cams are still down, right?” she said.

“Yup,” Jaime spoke over her earpiece, “You’ve got three loud songs in the set.”

“I only need one,” said Rei, reaching the door 

 Admittedly when Marti said they would be going undercover as the band and it turned out Aedan was the best singer out of all of them, no one expected him to suddenly heft up a cardboard box of costumes and notebooks of sketches, but ‘outlandish’ fit the role for this mission. It was an odd little side project Aedan had talked to Rei about it before, but it seemed so intimate to him she couldn’t imagine him putting it on the line for a mission. As Rei reached the door to the lounge, she could hear the band’s music muffled up through the stairs. She pushed the door open as “Because the Night” came on, Samir’s keytar was muffled in the walls as Rei scanned across the room. There was an interior window looking down at the stage and Rei tried not to get too distracted by Aedan’s brightly-colored figure swaying and dancing below before she glanced at the people in the room. There were a handful of Deadlock members laying about the room in various states of drunkenness and boredom. One of them glanced up at her, a burly biker with his boots propped up on a scuffed up coffee table. 

“Oh! Hey!” Rei rubbed the back of her head sheepishly, “Don’t mind me, I’m just looking for another extension chord.”

“...yeah we don’t have any of those,” said an Omnic picking dirt from his joints with a knife and barely glancing at her.

“Ah okay,” said Rei, “You know, while I’m up here, you wouldn’t happen to have a Null Sector Data Lamprey that you’re currently extorting interpol with, then?”

 Both Deadlock members glanced up sharply at her and Rei smiled. “I can go look downstairs---” she said, turning around before she felt a heavy hand on her shoulder. 

“Oh, mosh pit?” said Rei.

“What--?” said the deadlock member gripping her shoulder before she took hold of the biker’s forearm and flipped him over her, slamming him into the floor before pivoting and catching another Deadlock member in the stomach with a kick.

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The Venue was your typical grubby-but-big bar show that had a handful of would-be music journalists trying to look casual in the audience. Jaime sipped at his ginger ale with resignation at the bar as the set started. All things considered, Aedan and the team weren’t that bad. Marti was probably carrying them, instrument-wise, but Aedan had decent pipes and seemed to be so caught up in.. whatever the hell kind of interpretive dance shit he was doing while singing that it kept the audience’s attention. Jaime kept watch on the whole venue from a corner opposite the VIP lounge overhead, and he glanced up to see the venetian blinds of the VIP lounge drawn, and rustling. He kept an eye on the window, watching the blinds sway before they stilled. He sipped his ginger ale again and suddenly the blinds were being drawn back to the side. Rei gave him a thumbs up from behind the glass and he gave a thumbs-up to her before she moved out of the window. He turned his attention back to the stage. Even if Marti, Aedan, and Rajeev were all coated in enough makeup to screw up facial recognition software, Samir was probably the smartest out of all of them by covering his face up altogether with that cute emoji-eyed helmet. Part Daft Punk, part ‘Danger Will Robinson!’ Jaime smiled a little. Samir was all business even as his twin was feverishly hopping around the stage, restrained only by his guitar’s chord.

“What did I miss?” said Rei, breathlessly stepping up next to him. She had ditched her flannel and trucker hat and shaken out her hair so that the Ziegler volume could pass for 70′s shagginess. She was still wearing Aedan’s ratty Velvet Underground shirt. 

“Rei--mission,” said Jaime.

“Oh, right,” said Rei, handing him the data lamprey from under her shirt, which he unceremoniously stuffed into the interior pocket of his jacket. Jaime drew a lighter from another pocket and lifted it over his head, making eye contact with Marti on the stage. She gave him a single nod. “So what did I miss?” Rei said again, now rolling up and tying off Aedan’s shirt into a sleeveless crop top.

“...Pelvic thrusts?” said Jaime, glancing back at the stage as Aedan was practically using his mic stand to pole dance to “Black Tongue.”

“Dammit,” Rei muttered under her breath.

Jaime snorted. “Don’t worry, he’s still in full bird-of-paradise mode.”

“Yeah,” said Rei, leaning her elbow on the bar and leaning her hand on her cheek, “Isn’t he amazing?”

Aedan was contorting himself on stage as he sung, letting his body shift and stretch with the sound.

“He’s... certainly... leggy?” said Jaime. He nudged Rei’s shoulder. “You should get closer to the stage.”

“I shouldn’t,” said Rei, “ I don’t want to distract him.”

“Oh come on, when are we going to get another band mission?” said Jaime.

“Well, you’ve been keeping lookout, it’ll look more natural if you go see Samir,” said Rei.

Jaime made eye contact with Samir and the emoji display on Samir’s helmet flashed up hyphen-closed eyes with a sweat drop.

“...I think he’s embarrassed enough without me rubbing his nose in it,” said Jaime with a snicker. He motioned with his head. “Come on. You’re Tommy Andromeda’s number one fan, right?”

Rei blushed and elbowed him. “I’ll be right back,” she said, hurrying into the concert crowd.

“Don’t throw your bra at him!” Jaime called after her.

“Don’t tell me what to do!” Rei yelled back, jumping so he could see her over the crowd.

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Aedan wasn’t really sure how he had managed to get himself into a glute bridge pose while covering “Love is the Drug” but he stretched an arm up to the overhead lights as he vocalized. He was still lying on his back on the stage when they transitioned into the next song. The finale, “Baby It’s You,” by Promises. Aedan assumed all the foppish melancholy of Tommy Andromeda as he sang, letting his arm limply fall against the stage, his hand hanging over its edge. 

“You're here with me now but you're saying You don't want me any more You're holding me now but you're saying You can't see me no no more You whisper good-bye then cling tighter to me I can't take no moooooore---” Lower to the floor of the stage, he could make out more faces in the crowd, including one figure with dark hair in a Velvet Underground shirt. His eyes flicked open with sharp awareness as he brought himself upright on the floor. “Woo--oo---oooahhhh!” He clutched his spare fist to his chest before flinging his arm out to Rei in an imploring motion as he sprang to his feet and Rajeev slammed down on the C chord on his guitar, “Baaaaby it’s yooooou!”

Rei apparently didn’t anticipate him being able to pick her out of the crowd so quickly and her hand went over her mouth and she went beet red and a nervious laugh fell out of her as he started strutting around the stage, occasionally throwing her a wink or a hip gyration. A side-eye emoji flashed up on Samir’s helmet display as he looked at her and then looked to Marti, but Marti just smiled and kept working at her soundboard. They finished the mission after all, they might as well finish the set. She got a few glances from the crowd, but none of them seemed to recognize her as the roadie with her hair down and jacket off.

Aedan threw his head back as he dropped to his knees again with the chorus, glitter-saturated sweat gathering in the dip of his collarbone as he raised one arm up to an unseen night sky before gesturing back out at the audience--well, Rei, to be honest--as he hit that final high note.

“Baaaby it’s yoooooou!”