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[restrumed]

Hi everyone!!

Super Kera here, your neighborhood Guitar String Jewelry Artist and BAND MERCH extraordinaire 🥳😎

I own Restrumed and tour the Mobile Rock Shop around greater Detroit every summer!

With stops at Pine Knob Music Theatre, LO Palooza, Totally Rad Vintage Fest - Detroit , Peacefest, Farmington Founders Festival Beer Tent 2024, Fenton Art Walk and possibly Soaring Eagle Arts, Beats & Eats this year too!!!

Music 🎶

Being an artist in the music community, without being a MUSIC artist has its own fun quirks!! I get to work with such amazing local bands. My gigs are during the day, vs at night. I PAY TO BE THERE, instead of getting a paycheck upfront. But still grind just as had as the musicians do!

Specializing in merch.

Creating recycled guitar string accessories for BANDS to sell at their merch tables. What else are you going to do with those old strings? Let's get some custom picks made by Pick Guy Guitar Picks (DETROIT COMPANY, WOOT WOOT!) and get you some FREE SAMPLES for you to check out!

LOUD love,

Super Kera

📷 Dankmittenfoto

[cartoon-buffoon]

Today marks the 97th birthday of Oswald The Lucky Rabbit with his first short that was released being "trolly troubles" releasing on today all the way back during 1927. Because I'm too lazy to do some art (I do have something planned for today though) I'm gonna do what I do best: talk! Talk specifically about why I absolutely love this silly rabbit and what he personally means to me.

Now although fictional (sadly) and just a mere character, Oswald The Lucky Rabbit has grown a large following for a variety of different reasons with several different types of Oswald fans popping up over the years. There's the fans of Ozzie who love his modern counterpart in Epic Mickey who is a genuine character with complexities, there's the history/animation nerds like I who love his short cartoons produced by Disney and later made Walter Lantz. There's even people who love Ozzie and were introduced to him from that one webcomic made by an awful individual (I can't think for the life of me what the comic is called RN, you know what I'm talking about right? The one where they drew him as a skinny twink and absolutely butchered Osix as a crackship). Whoever or whatever version they like at the end of the day it still boils down to the love of one little rabbit who started it all and was the catalyst for the mouse coming into existence and that giant domino effect of events leading after. I think it's sweet an entire community has been built up over the years with tons of talented people creating art, games, stories, and whatever else utilizing Ozzie solely because they love him. Oswald as character has even had a profound impact on me with my fanfiction hobby all stemming from one day me going "hmmm... I wish to write story about funy buny", and because of that it's lead to me writing more which in turned earned me a good few mutuals who like my "talent" (I would not call what I do talent lmao). I even bonded with someone I met from my school purely because we both love Oswald and that individual is now my best friend who I talk to daily and is my current beta reader (love you Quartz!!!).

Oswald has absolutely changed my life for the better and what the rabbit has done for me is nothing I could express with words. I legit regularly get motivated by listening to his theme song in order to "be lucky too!". The second I dug into his origins I fell in love with him (in two different ways), and I only hope more people find out about this Lucky rabbit and become just as if not moreso invested than I. Happy 97th ya old toon.

[greytabbydreams]

Vandermatthews One-Shot

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Title: Face The World Together

Word Count: 1794

Rating: General  Audience

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Summary:

Just a cute fluffy fic about Hosea and Dutch robbing some rich folks on a train.

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Hosea pushed a trolly cart down the small, yet elegantly decorated train car. He smiled down at a couple that were relaxing in the dining car, finishing off their last few drops of wine. A larger old banker type man, and his much younger mistress who was fast asleep; likely from the wine.

“Would you like another glass sir?” Hosea asked in a slightly more friendly twangy accent than his usual tone of voice. Hosea enjoyed playing an act when pulling off his schemes to rob wealthy people who could afford to lose a couple coins.

Earlier, Dutch had received a tip from a brief acquaintance, but a solid source a few weeks ago. When Hosea and Dutch visited Strawberry for the night, so that they could freshen up at the Inn in Strawberry. Dutch got to talking with a well dressed British man. The man mentioned that a ton of wealthy ariscates apart of some mens club was on this train that was passing through near Strawberry. Hosea could practically see the dollar signs flash in his lover's eyes when he was telling him all about this new plan he was beginning to cook up.

When the time came, Dutch had the fabulous idea for the two men to dress as the wait staff. Dutch working the bar, and Hosea going table to table, playing the part of the trolley boy.

The older gentleman replied to Hosea’s offer,

“Why of course! Th-ankss you.” Slurring his words, obviously quite intoxicated from the previous refiles Hosea had given the man.

Hosea just smiled politely, filling the mans glass halfway to the top. However, as Hosea brought the bottle back he knocked the mans fork onto the floor of the car.

“Oh dear, my apologies sir.” Hosea said in facked sorrow, starting to lean down and grab the fallen utensil.

“Don’t worry, I-I gott it.” The man grunted rushing downward to grab the fork.

As the man was reaching for the fork Hosea slyly grabbed the mans wallet that just so happened to be laying open on the table.

“I’m quite sorry again sir, jus’ call for me if you need anythin’ else from me.” Hosea apologized again moving away from the table onto the next car. The man just gave Hosea a dismissive wave as he took a long sip from his newly filled glass.

Hosea stepped into the next car, it was the bar. The room was basically empty aside from Dutch who was using a cloth to wipe a whisky glass, and dressed in a matching black and white server outfit to Hosea’s.

“How much have you tucked away tonight sir?” Dutch said, his voice deep and crackling as he asked Hosea the question. Hosea could swear he saw the younger mans eyes twinkle in the dimily lit car.

“Oh, no need to worry darlin’,” Hosea continued to use his gentle southern twang he developed for the night.

“I’ve taken at least 20 of these idiots cash and valuables.” Hosea’s lips curved into a smirk, and cockily stared at his partner in crime. Hosea put his hand on his hip, and patted the side of his coat that was filled with different types of stolen goods. He had done well tonight, the two of them were sure to make a huge score. Hosea knew he had about 200 dollars worth of goods, plus whatever Dutch was able to put away. They would be living comfortably for the next few weeks.

Dutch’s face fixed into a devilish grin, and he eyed Hosea up and down. Hosea’s heart pounded; the rush of the heist and seeing Dutch with that stupid look on his face was almost too much for him. Dutch walked closer to Hosea, pinning him passionately into the car walls.

“You amaze me dear,” Dutch purred into the crook of Hosea neck, eliciting a small involuntary noise from Hosea’s throat. God Dutch could be practically intoxicating at times.

“Tell me, how did I ever manage to get by without you?” Dutch pushed his groin against Hosea's thigh. Hosea was starting to feel dizzy, wanting so desperately to give into Dutch. However, he was unable to reciprocate the movement. The last thing the two of them needed was to be found out for having sex on the floor of the damn bar car. Hosea pushed Dutch away gently.

“Come on, you can wait until we get off at the next stop.” Hosea said, practically breathless trying to regain his previous composure.

Dutch just shrugged, same twinkel in his eyes as he backed away from the pair's spot against the wall.

“Alright, have it your way, but you need to let me have you on at least one of our schemes.” Dutch said humorously, trying his best to hide his disappointment.

Hosea chuckled a, “sure,” in response and rolled his eyes.

Before the couple could plan their next move, a roar erupted from the car Hosea had just exited to enter the bar.

“That fucking trolley boy stole my wallet!”

“Shit, looks like it’s time to make our escape.” Dutch said gritting his jaw backing away to the exit in the opposite direction of the commotion. Hosea reached for his pistol handle, and Dutch did the same with his own gun.

The pair of outlaws ran through one car to the next, as angry footsteps of the train security followed them. The two men stood at the last car, looking out onto the open air. The dark moonlit forest sped past them.

“I guess we’re jumping; try not to hit a rock.” Hosea exclaimed loud enough so that Dutch could hear him.

“I guess so.” Dutch replied preparing to jump.

The two jumped from the train in the same direction, rolling down a grassy hill that slopped away from the train tracks.

Hosea rolled for what felt like only a moment until he found himself right on his back facing the starry night sky.

Although the fall was rough, Hosea felt okay. He would probably have a couple new bruises in the morning, but nothing too damaging. Hosea rolled over, pushing himself up off the ground.

“Dutch, where are you? Are you okay?” Hosea called out into the dark forest scenery.

A couple feet away Hosea could hear a soft grone that sounded a lot like Dutch. His heart sank, did Dutch get injured?

“I’m coming,” Hosea rushed to the position he heard Dutch’s grone.

“What’s the matter?” Hosea helped Dutch sit up from his spot on the grass.

“I landed on my foot, think it’s probably twisted.” Dutch grimaced in pain as he stretched out his legs.

“Shit.” Hosea whispered looking down at his lover tremble slightly from the pain.

“Here, let me help you up, I saw town lights not too far away.”

Hosea placed Dutches arm atop his shoulders and boosted the man to his one good foot.

“Jesus, you’re heavy.” Hosea scoffed light heartedly, which Dutch replied with a sharp elbow to Hosea’s ribs and quiet laughter.

The pair hobbled slowly towards the dimly lit town, until a kind stranger offered to take them to a local inn.

Dutch sat on a bench, drenched in sweat from the exertion it took to walk as far as they did.

Hosea approached the front desk of the inn,

“Any rooms available for the night?” Hosea questioned the lanky man that was leaning far back in his chair behind the desk.

“Sure, but it’s just got one bed if that’s alright with you?” He said, cocking his head to the side suspiciousily and eyeing Dutch who was still sat on the bench.

“Guess one of us will need to sleep on the floor then.” Hosea replied nonchalantly sliding a whole 7 dollars towards the man.

The man percked up a bit at the amount of money, and tossed a key twords Hosea.

“Room number 5 on the end, over there.” The man pointed to the right side of the building.

“Try not to make a mess.” He gave Hosea a creepy yellow smile where it was apparent a couple teeth were missing.

Hosea turned to help Dutch to the last room labled “5” attached to the building, and unlocked the door.

“Here, let me lay you down,” Hosea soothed, and he helped Dutch sit down on the mattress. Hosea bent down and gently pulled off Dutchs boots, before swinging his legs onto the bed.

Hosea tried to step away, so that he could lie on the other side of the bed, but before he could Dutch reached out for his lovers sleeve.

“Aren’t you gonna help me undress?” Dutch asked in a dangerously flirtatious crackle.

“You’re hurt.” Hosea couldn’t believe Dutch was still in this mood, not even a sprained ankle could stop the great Dutch Van Der Line’s vigor.

“Take pity on me Hosea.” Dutch pleaded staring hungerily at his partner.

“Alright, let’s see then.” Hosea replied, letting himself be coaxed by Dutch’s classic charm that never failed to sway his point of view.

Before Hosea began to remove his partner's clothes, he pressed his lips against Dutch's mouth.

Dutch reciprocated the kiss, deepening it into a passionate and feverish sensation. Hosea let his hand cup the back of Dutchs neck, and Dutch placed his hand on Hoseas cheek.

“I love you.” Dutch breathed, like letting out a heavy sigh inbetween kisses.

“I love you too.” Hosea replied climbing over to lay beside him.

Dutch pulled at Hosea’s server jacket and shirt, trying to wiggle his hand onto his chest and remove the stubborn fabric.

“Take this off for me dear.” Dutch grunted in defeat, unable to properly remove the garment.

“Wasn’t I supposed to do that for you darling?” Hosea laughed reaching to undo the buttons on Dutchs collared server outfit.

…

Soon the two of them were less clothed and tangled in eachothers arms as they held one another. Dutch brought his hand to Hosea's bare chest to feel the soft rise and fall of his breaths and heartbeat.

“Sometimes I can hardly believe you’re real.” Dutch said dreamily, lost in thought gazing at Hosea who was laying beside him.

“I’m real.” Hosea replied, bringing Dutch's hand to his lips, kissing it softly.

“Never leave me.” Dutch said softly, yet there was a sternness beneath his lips.

“I won’t.” Hosea replied, now facing to look directly at his partner.

“We’ll always face the world together, just like you said when we first met.” Hosea finished bringing Dutch into another kiss.

Dutch just hummed in contentment, letting himself sink into Hosea’s touch.

Realizing their exhaustion, from the day's scheme, the couple fell asleep in eachothers arms knowing they would always be together.

[gaudygodby]

Who is your favorite OC?

(looks around sheepishly) i have three, actually! ill put this under a readmore i might infodump a lot

NUMBER ONE

THE MOST PREDICTABLE ANSWER: JUNO!!!! i love juno sooo much oh my god i dont even need to explain myself i think everyone knows him and knows im crazy about him. I haven't had a ton of muse for him recently he requires me to be in a very trolly mood which i just haven't been in recently, but god he really is my favorite.

alright onto the others

Sawyer Sawyir is my fantroll I rp over at @k1llc0re and is my second favorite oc after juno! He actually started as a... god okay it's convoluted, he started as a Juno kidswap with John strider. So John became a Lovette (my own kid line) and Juno became a Strider. And then we just ended up making them independent ocs and making them fantrolls and GOD I HAVE BECOME OBSESSED WITH HIM. he's on my mind more than juno is now! He died before sburb started AND was ressurected right before they played sburb, so he's an undead troll! He's a mage of time, and exists more as a concept than he does as a person. I really need to hop on his blog more but honestly i have a hard time getting interactions over there. I think he just needs to be more social

and this is Nathan Gemella, my third favorite oc, he's the secondary antagonist to a horror story I'm writing, about an artist and his obsession with his own art. He's pretty pathetic i love him, here's some more pictures of him and his creation

[malinastharlock]

I just wanted to post something a little about me, not anything naughty or too crazy just a little something about me.

I think I'm 36. Idk and don't care really after 21 I gave up giving any fucks about my age. Hell I thought I'd be dead before I turned 30.

I am a parent and I love my son and he's such a crazy little dude but also the light of my life and I would do anything for him. Like I might not make a ton of money but I will never treat him like a burden they way I've been treated.

I love almost all animals, except the platypussies. They know what they've done. Okay like I don't hate them they're just.... Idk they're cute af, just be careful around their poisonous flipper barbs.

I treat my pets like family. They are my fur babies and I love them. Also I don't trust people that treat their pets like slaves. It creeps me out and makes me think they think of them as lesser creatures.

I judge people to be trash people and not trash people. How I judge them is based on several factors. Here's a list.

1. How they treat servers at a restaurant.

2. If they litter, I don't care what type of trash it is, put it in the bin properly.

3. Manners. Manners matter.

4. Weather or not people return their shopping carts/trolly or "buggy🤢 (that's what they call it in the southern part of the US) to the places they belong ie; the cart corral or the store, not the curb. 😠

5. How they treat anyone in the LGBTQIA community and that also goes for those in the LGBTQIA community.

6. How they treat animals

7. How they treat people with disabilities.

::end of list::

There might be more to my list but that's all I can think of.

I am lactose intolerant but I still love diary. It's a love hate relationship.

I once ate a bunch of ants without knowing but when I realized I didn't freak out and just kinda shrugged it off, like it wasn't really that bad. They started swarming my soda, back when I used to drink soda, and I didn't notice till after I already drank from it. It was weird.

I have 2 older brothers and one accepts me for me and the other is marred to a religious crazy Karen and I hate her. Seriously she made him have a vasectomy. Yes made him. I miss my brother but he's made his choices and if he's happy then whatever. I'm the youngest sibling. I'm 5 years younger then them.

I am a military brat. My family has a long line of military service and even I served my country even knowing a lot of people in my country want me dead just for being me. I would still serve and protect them to this day but it is what it is.

I was born in Aurora Colorado and I miss the West so much. I get homesick constantly and I want to go back so bad but it's gotten so expensive to live there I can't. Also most people are like ??? When I say Aurora so I just say I'm from Denver.

My favorite hobbies are Anime, D&D, Warhammer, The Orville, World Of Warcraft, working on my PC, make-up, sewing, cosplay, and 3D printing.

Btw if you're also a fan of the Orville omg they might be making a new season, nothing is official yet but Seth MacFarlane said some stuff recently that has me so hopeful and after that last season, omfg yes😁😁😁😁😁😁😁👽

So yeah that was a little post about me.

[themomsandthecity]

I Tried Calpak's New Baby Collection and Found the Diaper Bag of My Dreams

Since having a baby about seven months ago, I've accumulated more diaper bags than seems necessary or even appropriate - at least a half dozen. I have big diaper bags, mini diaper bags, diaper backpacks, expensive diaper bags, cheap diaper bags, and tote bags that I now use as diaper bags. But until I tried the new Calpak Baby Collection, I still hadn't found my perfect diaper bag. Now, I have; in fact, I found two of them. Calpak gained popularity over the past several years for their smart travel products. Calpak luggage, cosmetics cases, and packing cubes all make stowing and transporting your necessities super easy. So news that they were debuting a baby collection was met with a lot of excitement. After all, if anyone needs products that make it easier to stay organized while hauling a ton of stuff around, it's parents. Calpak's Baby Collection includes six products: a diaper tote bag, a convertible mini backpack, a diaper backpack, a portable changing pad clutch, a convertible stroller caddy crossbody, and stroller straps that let the other bags hang from your stroller handle. Bonus: these straps also come with the crossbody. The brand let me try out the last four products in the collection - and they helped fill a hole in my diaper bag game that I didn't know existed. What I Like About the Calpak Baby Collection First things first: the Calpak Baby Collection products are light. All the products are made of the same recycled nylon, which is super lightweight, something I appreciate given how much gear I'm usually stuffing inside. My previous favorite diaper bag was durable, but it had hardwear that made it weighty even when totally empty; when it was full, it was a back injury hazard. Even when I stash my laptop and breast pump in Calpak's diaper backpack, along with the typical diapers, wipes, bottles, toys, etc., it doesn't have that extra heft, so carrying it around is that much easier. (Personally, I always prefer backpacks over shoulder bags; and Calpak's straps are wide and soft for even more comfort.) The recycled nylon is also water-resistant and durable, two qualities that are a must in a baby line, considering the amount of bodily fluids they come into contact with on the regular. I also love how simple the Baby Collection is. Each product looks clean and minimal from the outside. But inside, they have all the compartments you could need to keep your baby gear organized. I especially love the insulated bottle holders in the diaper bag and crossbody, which keep my bottles cool and safe when out and about, and the clutch's ingenious baby wipe compartment, which lets you access one wipe at a time, without having to pull out an entire package. (The Baby Collection's tote has the same feature.) And because it's Calpak, they're designed with travel days in mind. The diaper backpack has a trolly sleeve that slips over luggage handles, for instance. Finally, the magnetic closures make Calpak's bags easy to open and close one-handed, which is a must when you're juggling a squirmy little human. Who's the Calpak Baby Collection Best For? The beauty of Calpak's six-piece Baby Collection is that there's a product for every parent. Since I live in a city, I love the crossbody, which functions as a mini diaper bag when I'm just popping out to the store with my baby and only need a couple diapers, one or two toys, and an emergency bottle. It's the perfect size for my smaller stroller, or when I'm using a baby carrier and no stroller at all. The bigger diaper bag, on the other hand, is roomy enough for longer excursions out, or for when I'm going straight from daycare drop-off to the office and need to stash my laptop, pump, and lunch along with a few baby essentials. The portable changing pad clutch comes in handy when I want to pack even lighter. I typically keep it packed with wipes, diapers, and diaper cream; then I can just toss it into the bigger diaper backpack or my own… https://www.popsugar.com/family/calpak-baby-collection-review-49340408?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr

[totally-lit-road-trips]

Chapter 21: Cemeteries & Crepes

Welcome back to my Totally Lit Road Trip Blog where the lit stands for literary!

After a little snafu with the old hosting site, I’ll be continuing to chronicle my road trip adventures here on Tumblr.

It’s been a minute since my last literary adventure, but now that it’s summer, this teacher is ready for some R & R...Reading & Roaming! 

The first literary road trip of the summer brings us to Concord, Massachusetts, with a pit stop in Providence, Rhode Island along the way. Joining me for the first time is my friend & roommate, Jess.

As part of my goal to visit at least one literary destination in each state, Rhode Island proved to be a little tricky. Being the smallest state, there’s not a ton going on here book-wise. However, Rhode Island is known as the home of H.P. Lovecraft, who was a famous horror & “weird fiction” writer. Now, if you know me in real life, you know that horror is my least favorite genre. I simply do not like to be scared and I hate gore, which is what a lot of modern horror entails. But with his sci-fi take on horror, Lovecraft is much more my vibe. 

Prior to embarking on this trip, I read three of Lovecraft’s short stories:  “The Call of Cthulhu”, “At the Mountains of Madness”, and “The Dunwich Horror”, and I enjoyed being creeped out (but not utterly terrified) by all three. “At the Mountains of Madness” in particular reminded me a lot of Poe’s “The Narrative of A. Gordon Pym,” which Lovecraft actually references in his short story. After my first foray into Lovecraft stories, I’ve reached the conclusion that I do like horror - but just “classics” like Poe, Dracula, and Frankenstein. 

Our first stop on this road trip, therefore, was H.P. Lovecraft’s grave at Swan Point Cemetery in Providence, RI. (Okay, it was actually our second stop. After five hours in the car, we needed food first, so we stopped for some delicious crepes at Café Zoey. We recommend the Notre Jam, Elvis in Providence, & Campania crepes!)

Unlike the two cemeteries I visited on last year’s road trips, this one was easy to locate and navigate. Third time’s the charm, I guess! One of the things I love about visiting authors’ graves is seeing all the little trinkets that fans leave on the stones. Lovecraft’s grave had the usual suspects like rocks and pens, but it also had tons of coins, and even two bags of Trolli candies (the octopus and crawler varieties, naturally). 

After paying our respects to Mr. Lovecraft, we hopped back in the car and headed to Concord, MA, where we’ll be for the majority of our trip. There are a TON of literary attractions in Concord, because it was home to so many famous authors, including Louisa May Alcott (Little Women), Nathaniel Hawthorne (The Scarlet Letter), and Ralph Waldo Emerson and Henry David Thoreau (both essayists & poets). 

We decided to stick with the theme of graveyards today, so after we checked into our hotel, we headed to Sleepy Hollow Cemetery, where you can find the final resting place of all four of these writers on the appropriately named Author’s Ridge.

Despite the fact that we had a mobile map of the cemetery, it still took us a few minutes to figure out exactly how to find Author’s Ridge, but eventually we figured it out. The authors are all buried on family plots, and it’s interesting to see the different ways that each family marked their gravestones. For example, the Alcott family has a large monument with the last name on it, and small gravestones with each family members’ initials, whereas the Thoreau family used first names on their smaller gravestones. 

(The Alcott family plot.)

After our visit to Sleepy Hollow Cemetery, we ended our night with dinner at Concord’s Colonial Inn, where Jess had a steak, and I enjoyed some great ravioli in pesto cream sauce. 

Over the next few days, we’re going to visit museums and authors’ homes, so check back soon for more updates!

<3 Theresa

P.S. If you’re new to Totally Lit Road Trips, you should definitely check out my previous blog posts here.

[rosees3ray]

ty for the tag!

coke or pepsi? neither, I don't like soda/sparkling drinks

disney or dreamworks? dreamworks

coffee or tea? tea

books or movies? I can't choose

windows or mac? windows

dc or marvel? though I don't watch either, I'm gonna have to say marvel cause I love the spiderverse movies

xbox or playstation? xbox

dragon age or mass effect? idk what these are I'm sorry ;-;

night owl or early riser? night owl definitely

cards or chess? both

chocolate or vanilla? depends on what food it is and on my mood

vans or converse? converse

I can't spell this question and idk what these are sorry again

fluff or angst? usually fluff, depends on my mood tho also I don't read fics

beach or forest? forest, I'm scared of the sea

dogs or cats? can't choose

clear skies or rain? rain

cooking or eating out? idk

spicy or mild food? depends on my mood and how spicy it is, I don't like too spicy and I don't like foods with no taste

halloween/samhain or solistice/yule/christmas? bothhhh I'm an agnostic but I celebrate christmas more

would you rather be forever a bit cold or a bit hot? cold

what superpower? idk ;-;

animation or live action? it depends

paragon or renegade? idk what these are

baths or showers? both, but I kinda prefer showers

team cap or team iron man? idk these

fantasy or scifi? both

quotes? "What do you think, that ideas spread because they're good? No, they spread because people like them!" - Will Wood, BlackBoxWarrior / OKULTRA (I think that was the song name);

"Gay, straight, all around horny, what?" - Michael Holden, Solitaire by Alice Oseman (silly ik);

"C: Is he gay? I heard he's gay ; N: Well, I heard that he figure skates, so it's not entirely impossible" - Nick and Charlie, Solitaire by Alice Oseman;

"Maybe I am a cardboard box" - Tori Spring, Solitaire by Alice Oseman

youtube or netflix? both

hp or pjo? pjo

when do you feel accomplished? when I don't fail lmao

star wars or star trek? star wars

paperback or hardcover? hardcover

no literature or no music? I'd die

last person to make you laugh? my bsf

city or countryside? can't choose

fav chips? I don't like them

pants or dresses? pants

libraries or museums? both

character or plot driven? both

bookmarks or folding pages? bookmarks

dream job? don't have one

what gives you comfort?

what are you currently having brainrot levels of interest over? rn nothing and it's killing me

current fav song? meow (?) by ivusm

how many books have you read this year? a lot

fav scent? rain

fav season? autumn and winter

current read? język trolli by małgorzata musierowicz (polish book)

gold or silver? silver

are you more like nick or charlie? charlie, I kin him

fav fictional character? Michael Holden

have you ever dyed your hair? if so, what color? no, I haven't

my question - what's your favorite piece of clothing rn and why? those really comfy jeans with a shit ton of pockets I love them and there also pretty

@sleepy-vix @ray-of-midnight-storm @a-pessimistic-swiftie @irisisasleep @s0lit4ir3 @a-portal-to-nowhere @randomescapingwords @sad-trash-pigeon

RULES: answer all questions, add one question of your own, and tag as many people as there are questions

thank you @good-enemy for the tag <3

coke or pepsi: coke

disney or dreamworks: sorry but i prefer disney i could name maybe like two dreamworks movies off the top of my head

coffee or tea: tea because coffee tastes burnt

books or movies: books

windows or mac: windows

dc or marvel: unfortunately i am a marvel fan

x-box or playstation: i havent used either of these in years

dragon age or mass effect: what

night owl or early riser: night owl

cards or chess: cards

chocolate or vanilla: depends on the food but usually vanilla

vans or converse: docs

lavellan, trevelyan, cadash, or adaar: ⁉️

fluff or angst: angst. hurt that blorbo you know you want to

beach or forest: beach

dogs or cats: dogs by default because im allergic to cats

clear skies or rain: clear skies but like the kind of clear skies when its sunny with no clouds in the sky but its chilly out

cooking or eating out: depends on the food

spicy food or mild food: mild food bc im a picky eater and also white

halloween/samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: hanukkah

would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: a little too cold

if you could have a superpower what would it be: telekinesis but that might just be because im a jean grey girlie

animation or live action: live action

paragon or renegade: ⁉️

baths or showers: baths but unfortunately showers are more convenient

team cap or team iron man: i hate both of them

fantasy or sci-fi: anyone who knows me knows i am the biggest fantasy lover out there

do you have three or four favorite quotes, if so what are they: idk i have a lot but i couldnt name them off the top of my head

youtube or netflix: youtube

harry potter or percy jackson: percy jackson obviously. he'd also kick harry potter's ass but thats a whole other conversation

when do you feel accomplished: when i succeed

star wars or star trek: ive seen bits of star wars so that one

paperback books or hardcover books: hardcover books because they have built in bookmarks and also theyre pretty

live in a world without literature or music: nice try but no

who was the last person to make you laugh: i dont know probably my dad

city or countryside: city i love the city i am a big city person (i dont live in a big city)

favorite chips: baked lays

pants or dresses: pants

libraries or museums: museums we have no good libraries here

character driven stories or plot driven stories: oh thats hard. probably plot but i do love a good character driven story

bookmarks or folding pages: bookmarks

dream job: music therapist

what gives you comfort: my dog. also music

what are you currently having brain rot levels of interest over: the once upon a broken heart series by stephanie garber and also maisie peters's music

what is your current favorite song: coming of age by maisie peters

(added question) how many books have you read this year?

tagging @henwilsons @napollya @thegoosewitch and whoever else is interested

[mehidktbh]

Salt And Vinegar

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Gender Neutral!Reader

Summary: Eddie loves salt and vinegar (chips). Yes that’s the whole story

Warning: Kissing and pet names given to both the reader and Eddie but nothing really

A/N: I actually fucking hate salt and vinegar chips.

The store was responsibly empty, close to no one in any aisle. The registers were also empty, only leaving the self-checkouts for people to do their shopping.

You were walking down one of the aisles, clutching onto the metal bar that pushed the trolly in front of you. Eddie was behind you, also gripping onto the metal bar, but walking so close you could feel his chest hit your back. His breath blows cold hair against your neck.

“What we’re you thinking of for dinner tomorrow night, Ed?” Eddie wondered for a second looking at the car that you were pushing. “Don’t you think we have enough food?” You looked down at the cart, which was only filled with some essentials. It had (Eddie’s favourite) body wash, bread, eggs, milk, cereal, etc. What you would normally have.

“Hmm. No?” You looked behind to see Eddie, flashing him a smile to which he returned. “It’s fine, Eddie. I want us both to eat and I don’t mind whatever you get.” “No matter how much money it cost”

Eddie mischievously grinned, his hands coming up to grab your hip so he could get past. “Alright I’ll be back, doll” He winked before running off to go get whatever. Leaving you to continue wandering around, looking all the shelves up and down.

♡ ♡ ♡

You hadn’t noticed that Eddie had snuck up behind you, scaring you so hard you didn’t notice the package that Eddie had thrown into the cart. “Jesus Christ, Eddie!” You whispered, nearly yelling at him as he stood there laughing.

“Sorry, doll. Didn’t mean to scare you” He came down lightly pressing a kiss on your cheek. Watching you turn around, “I think we better go now-“ You saw the tons of salt and vinegar chips that littered the cart, falling onto everything else. “You wanted dinner and I delivered” He said proudly, only to receive a playful punch to his arm.

“I can’t believe you, Eddie.” You turned away, not even wanting to look back at Eddie who was now getting closer to you. Caging you in between his arms before pushing the cart towards the self checkouts.

[restrumed]

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[thelemoncoffee]

i spent a stupid amount of time watching videos on walkable cities/towns and now not only do i wish i lived in one, but i'm also thinking of adapting my hc Kokichi hometown to be one.

imagine the two island towns having all sorts of bike and foot traffic frendly streets, minimal car traffic, pretty trees everywhere, the boardwalk being easy to access from across town without needing to drive as to not endanger yourself. they have good public transit like trollys and buses that are able to be on time due to lack of cars, tons of people of all ages riding bikes and walking everywhere when not using transit, no pungent oil smells.

it even works well with my idea of DICE's hangout habits. some members may be on the other side of town from DICE HQ, but it's not a nightmare to get there on foot or bike or skateboard. they have the DICE van but it's not totally needed and they only really use it to be loud anf flashy on purpose. it can be not street leagal cause they don't drive eveywhere and when they do drive they aren't going down fastpace roads with other cars everywhere around them.

i've got brainrot for a fucking city layout man, i wanna live there

[themollyjay]

The Akashic Record and Quantum Physics

So, way back in the dark and dusty days of early 2016 I was working on a Novel which was tentatively titled ‘The Caster of Shadows’.  I got about a hundred thousand words in, and was just chugging along, turning out chapter after chapter when something happened and for various reasons, I stopped and put the manuscript aside.  The why and wherefore aren’t really all that important, though I suspect if anyone reads the novel and thinks about what happened back in March of 2016, they’ll be able to figure it out.  But what is important is that I never really let go of the idea behind the novel.

I knew the manuscript was a mess and needed a ton of work, and over the years, I dragged it out, and pecked away at bits and pieces of it.  I restructured the plot, rearranged the sequence of events, changed certain traits of certain characters, and at the end of the day, I had a mostly functional novel that just needed an ending.  Last week, after I finished revisions on The Master of Puppets and Transistor, I dug ‘The Caster of Shadows’ out, gave it the title, ‘The Inevitable Singularity’ which is more appropriate both thematically, and which is tied into the events in the book, and started doing a revision pass.

My first thought was, “Holy fuck, this is good.”  It’s not quite as personal a book as Transistor is, but there is a depth to the mythology and the world building I love, and a lot of that has to do with the way the book centers around an esoteric religious concept called ‘The Akashic Record’. The Akashic Record comes from a religion called Theosophy.  Theosophy itself, like much of Western esotericism, is filled with Hooey, nonsense and a splash of racism in the form of orientalism.

And yet…  The idea of the Akashic Record has captivated me for ages. The Akashic Record is a repository of all universal events, thoughts, words, emotions and intent ever to have occurred in the past, present, or future in terms of all entities and life forms. Or more simply put, the Akashic Record is the repository of all information in the universe.  Keep that word in mind.  Information. We’ll come back to it in a bit.

Now, some of you may know, I have an undergrad degree is physics with a specialization in astronomy. Yes, Molly was once a bouncing baby astrophysicist.  ‘What does that have to do with concepts from esoteric religions?’ you ask.  Keep your pants on.  I’m getting there.

See, in physics, there is this idea that information (I told you we’d come back to that word) can not be created or destroyed.  Now, it physics, information means quantum information.  Effectively, there is a permanent, indestructible record of quantum information.

See where this is going?

These ideas kind of came together for me in this sort of perfect storm as I was trying to figure out a system of space magic for my space wizards in this book series I wanted to write, and I ended up asking the question, “What if all of space time is fully quantized, and what if the Akashic Record is simply a record of every quantum state in the universe in all dimensions?”  Which leads to, “What if my space wizards can do space magic by reading and selectively editing the Akashic field?”

It’s a wonderfully fun idea. Different levels of power come from different levels of skill at reading or editing the field.  Different talents come from being better at editing the field in different ways.  Being able to see the future though, that’s where things get interesting, because Schrödinger shows up with his cat and the multiverse is laid out before you, filled with billions and billions of uncollapsed wave functions.  Suddenly, my book about space wizards and institutional abuse and systematic oppression became a book about space wizards and institutional abuse and systematic oppression and the nature of free will in a world where people can, and regularly do see the future with a fairly high degree of accuracy.  It became about respecting the choices of others, about making sacrifices for the greater good, ethics, the Trolly Problem, destiny, and all the way love can hurt you.

This one is a hell of a ride.  I just need to finish it.

[retphienix]

You know what people don't talk up enough about souls games?

Like the direct ones, Dark Souls, Demon's Souls, Bloodborne, Elden Ring- because even some of my all time favorites like Nioh 1 didn't really replicate this:

The fact that messages make the experience a pseudo coop game even if you never summon etc.

Like, seeing a bloodstain (this IS applicable to Nioh) can tell you about a danger (In Nioh it could help with illusory walls but that's tl;dr for this post).

But Messages themselves make it kind of like a community effort to figure out how to overcome each challenge.

I think there's a lot of merit in not reading them and going blind as hell, there's fun to be had in mashing into problems and going "OH MY GOD, this guy who's knocking me senseless is weak to fire, FINALLY I can win."

And I'll admit, I didn't really read too many in prior games, but in Elden Ring I'm indulging in reading a ton of them and the weird sense of community effort is just borderline incredible, and it's helped me with a ton of little things in the game that I maybe didn't "need" the help with, but still.

Like I remember back in Demon's or Dark 1, I forget which, I heard some people talking up the messages because it made it sort of like a community effort to solve the game- it's all minor and little, like notes left by previous adventurers, and I thought "Hah, that's neat, anyways ultra greatsword I beat the game"

But I'm playing Elden and it's just really clicking; THIS is a powerful tool in souls games and more souls-likes should consider it.

I don't think it's a one size fits all thing, I don't think every souls-like needs messages. But I think if you make a game dense enough and grand enough, the messages won't handhold the whole experience- they'll add to it, and sometimes they might expand what the player would experience by guiding them in a tough spot and that's neat too.

Anyways I'm just thinking aloud about how much the messages have added to my playthrough in small ways.

Like when I fell for the crystal cave trap on day 1 and found a bunch of messages expressing dread at their situation and some messages pointing toward the exit to help those poor souls along. That's SICK! I felt like not only did *I* fall for a trap, but the COMMUNITY fell for a trap and then those that figured it out were trying their best to help!

Or when I approached an unfamiliar fog door and a bunch of messages hinted at the damage type that'd help. I still had to do the fight myself and the advice was more useful since I had access to a good option with that damage type, but the advice was quintessential to me first trying that encounter with knowledge passed down in a note.

I just think the messages are neat.

They're funny, they're trolly, they're helpful, and I like them because it makes just playing a souls game solo feel like a community coop event.

[shoechoe]

DIO and Diavolo

 so, my last analysis post seemed to do pretty well (for a blog with hardly any posts and this size, anyways), which I am very happy about because i put a lot of effort into that post. I like making these jojo analysis things anyways, so here’s another one i’ve thought about for a while.

 a thing that interests me about DIO and Diavolo is that I believe Araki intended them to function as parallels to each other. Honestly, I’m surprised that hardly any jojo fans have pointed this out to my knowledge. A lot of people just seem to consider Diavolo as “Dio’s son’s enemy”, which is really just barely scratching the surface.

Warning: Spoilers for JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure (although that’s pretty obvious. lol)

 I feel like a few jojo fans have a faint idea of them being opposites, but it’s always just the obvious stuff. aka, the word “Dio” means God in italian and “Diavolo” means Devil in italian, and the stair scenes (which, to be fair, those scenes put together are pretty cool.)

But for the mainstream audience, that’s kind of all there is to their parallels, and I think there’s more there than just those two things. Let me explain:

DIO is extremely charming and popular, and gained a massive following throughout the four years he was active before the events of Stardust Crusaders. He was basically the perfect cult group leader, and attracted a ton of people to him (whether platonically or romantically) with just his charisma. 

Meanwhile, Diavolo is basically universally hated by everyone in Vento Aureo. He doesn’t care about having a good image, he only cares about keeping his actual identity anonymous. All of the antagonists we see, with the exception of possibly Carne, either don’t actually care about the Boss and want to take over Passione for their own, or despise him and actively try to find his identity and kill him (aka all of La Squadra, which holds the large majority of the minor villains in part 5). Every villain in part 3 loves DIO, while everyone in part 5 hates Diavolo.

DIO is also very social, meanwhile Diavolo is very reclusive. DIO actively tries to confront strangers, either to seduce them or to get them to join his cult dio group, while Diavolo avoids every person he sees, no matter what. The only person that Diavolo would even willingly talk to directly is Doppio, and even then, he hid practically everything about himself from him.

DIO’s stand, The World, was a mystery to everyone in part 3 until right before the final fight. Everybody knew DIO's identity, though, and they even got ahold of a photo of him in the first episode. Avdol, Polnareff and Kakyoin even all had previous encounters with DIO before the events of Stardust Crusaders.

Diavolo, however, is literally the reverse of that. His identity was a mystery to everyone in part 5 until right before the final race for the Stand arrow. Meanwhile, everyone knew about King Crimson and its ability much earlier than that. His Stand ability was known by everyone in Bruno’s group by the first episode he was in, but it took until very late into Part 5 for even his name to be discovered, after he had already killed a member of their team. Hell, I’m fairly sure that King Crimson gets more screen time than Diavolo himself.

Another difference is that DIO is very arrogant, and prefers to play around with his victims instead of outright killing them immediately. he tried scaring the Crusaders first by using his stand ability to confuse them instead of just attacking them immediately (Ex: Him trolling Polnareff by stopping time and putting him further down on the stairs instead of just killing him).

 Diavolo is the opposite of this, as he one-shots basically everybody who tries to go against him. He is also very arrogant, even going so far as to proclaim that he is the “King”, however his paranoia prevents him from allowing himself to relax about any possible threats- unlike DIO. (Ex: him killing Polnareff almost immediately when he encounters him on the stairs instead of trolling him like DIO.) DIO toys with people, while Diavolo gets straight to the point.

I’d also like to mention how Trish and Giorno both help with this parallel. Giorno is DIO’s son, and Trish is Diavolo’s daughter. They both play major roles in Vento Aureo, and they’re similar in that they’re both “accidents” to their parents, in different ways. DIO only sees sex as a fun thing to do in his spare time, and seduced several men and women for this purpose. He has a total of four known illegitimate children, none of whom he ever knew about, because he simply did not care as it didn’t effect him in any way. Meanwhile, as far as we know, Diavolo has only had sex once or twice when he was around 19 years old. He always saw his past as something to be erased, or it would be a detriment to everything he had worked for, and Trish represented that for him in the worst possible way. Giorno is an accident because his entire existence is kind of just one small inconsequential mistake for DIO, while Trish is a detrimental, huge fuckup for Diavolo.

Additionally, Here are some other smaller things I had thought of.

-DIO in part 3 is yellow and green. Diavolo is purple and pink/red. Those colors are opposites on the color wheel.

-Dio killed his father and his mother died early, while Diavolo killed his mother and his father died early.

-The World is pretty much expressionless, with DIO doing most of the emoting throughout his fight. Meanwhile, King Crimson is probably the most expressive stand in the entirety of JoJo, and most of Diavolo’s early scenes have his face hidden behind KC. His stand is constantly angry as hell, meanwhile The World hardly emotes at all.

-Diavolo really only kills out of perceived necessity (he even tells Bruno to “just go home” first instead of immediately killing him), while DIO constantly kills for fun. He literally made a woman eat her own baby for the lolz.

-DIO and Diavolo both lack last names (DIO because he dropped his surname in part 3 as a way of disconnecting himself from his human ties, and Diavolo because... well, he simply never has a last name stated. “Solido Naso” was his alias when he was younger, but it was never his real name). I believe that this was intentional.

-Dio is a prep and Diavolo is a goth (uhhh ignore this one)

 A couple of these might be unintentional or stretches, but who knows. I believe at least some of these are definitely intentional though, and in my opinion, the parallels between these two make them both better villains as a result.

 if anybody else has something to add to this, then i would be happy to hear it

[lemonysnicket]

the virtual american girl store made me feel so many emotions

this is just gonna be a short messy ramble, and it doesn’t really have any meaningful commentary involved other than me sobbing over these girls.  the virtual ag museum..... catch me SOBBINGGGGG. i think my favorite rooms were kaya, melody, addy, and samantha, but they were all fantastic. also, while i do have some criticisms of julie’s new outfit, (her old one was absolutely perfect and just subtly 70s and her new one is.... well, it looks like a party city decades costume) all of her furniture and room sets are so nice to look at with the colors and everything (egg chair my beloved). one thing i will say is that i got very, very lost when i was trying to leave the museum, but i think that’s more of a me thing than anything else LMAO. like i kept getting outside the museum house thing but i couldnt get back to the store for like 10 minutes straight but i figured it out eventually. seeing all of the girls in their own little rooms with the portraits of their family and little notes about their story was just so much fun, and i adored it.  with the store, it was so ridiculously huge that i was internally screaming. i thought MY local store was big but it was nothing in comparison. i hadn’t seen a ton of the sets, like the julie trolly car which was adorable. i also died instantaneously when there was the cabinet of the og girls but THEY WERE IN THEIR ORIGINAL OUTFITS! !

(this picture is ridiculously low resolution, i apologize, it’s the best i could do.)

rebecca’s original dark red outfit with the black and brown shawl is maybe my favorite outfit, and as stated prior, julie’s original outfit is so cute, i’ve missed it. also, kit was in her pink and green ensemble, and i- aaaaAAAAAAA !!  just.... seeing all of them there together makes me so happy. all of the historical girls are so lovely. maybe some day i’ll actually be able to buy one of the dolls 😭 also, before anyone says anything, yes, i know that american girl is a company first and foremost, and that this whole virtual store is just an advertising ploy to get you to buy expensive dolls. i’m aware of this, and it’s important to always keep that in mind when consuming american girl content and products. but that doesn’t change the fact that the characters themselves are so meaningful to so many girls and that the whole concept of seeing women in history is really important to me and many others. it was just really really fun and it made me personally very happy, because of my emotional attachment to these characters. 

[sarahlevys]

which do you think are taylor’s strongest songs lyrically?

This is the original post; the full post with all my answers is here!

Thank you for your patience, anon – I was waiting until i had a chance to fully nerd out, and now that tropefest is over, here's my chance! I'm gonna do at least one from each album. Note that these don't necessarily equate to my favorite songs from each album; they're just the ones I think are really lyrically fun.

Taylor Swift: Tim McGraw

This has always been one of my favorites. I'm a sucker for assonant rhyming (similar vowel sounds) instead of exact rhyming, and the first three lines deliver:

The verses follow an uneven AABCCBDD scheme, although verse 1 is a little less sophisticated – shined, night, lie make it more of an AAA, and she's using night twice. Compare the above to verse 2, which is more complex:

We have more assonant rhyming (tears, here / bed, read [depending on how you say 'read,' you could consider it a perfect rhyme] / that, back / bittersweet, believe).

But honestly, the reason why I'm going with this one is because I love the sucker punch of "I said, 'That's a lie.'" It just does something to me.

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okay, before I get into Fearless, I just want to go on record and say that I love the song "Fearless," but I find its lyrics a little bit of a clunky tongue-twister. I still love it!! But I just had to get that out.

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Fearless - Hey, Stephen

I think this song is so bubbly and fun 😅 We have a loose ABABCCAC form for the verses, with lots of imperfect and/or assonant rhyming. Check out verse 1 –

– and then verse 2 crams a ton of words into the fourth phrase. At first glance it looks like we're not following the rhyme scheme, but 'seen' is an assonant rhyme with 'feeling,' which I love.

And then in the chorus, I love the way the 'so' at the end of the second phrase not only serves to create a pseudo-feminine assonant rhyme (angel / rain, so) but also leads into the third phrase.

Plus "would they write a song for you?" is peak trolly Taylor. I love it.

Fearless - White Horse

This one's here because I love the classic final chorus turnaround of the story, where we go from "I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairytale" to "I'm not your princess, this ain't our fairytale" and the confidence of the rest of the changes.

versus

The power! The agency! Saying all this to the ex-lover while they're on their knees begging for forgiveness!

Fearless - Forever & Always

I really really love the imagery of "it rains in your bedroom; everything is wrong; it rains whenyou're here and it rains when you're gone." That's it. I just love it.

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Speak Now is where I start having more emotional connections with the music, FYI.

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Speak Now - Sparks Fly

Taylor, wtf are you doing?!

The chaos of rainstorm against running is so good. One might say it's reckless. (Okay, maybe not. Maybe yes?) Taylor loves her imperfect rhymes, and I love them for her and for me, too.

Verse 2, if you're wondering, is more neat and tidy – and something does rhyme with the running from Verse 1. Maybe that was her plan all along.

And then I lose my mind every time the chorus hits with its simple, quarter note-driven rhythm at first, and then as soon as we hit the first instance of "'cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile," suddenly we're barreling into these faster eighth notes and cramming all these feelings and excitement and adrenaline in. It's so good.

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Okay, I forgot there's a 10 image limit to posts so I'm going to have to do this as a rebloggable series. 😅 Stay tuned...