#ooh look at dem numbers

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this years fic stats and review

As great as the ao3 stats are I hate them, I'm an engineer I love excel and I always know I can do it better

so to  me I don’t achualy care if people are reading my fics all the hits graphs matters to me is if I’m in a big fandom and I’m tagging and blurbing well, but I do small fandoms so that doesn’t matter to me.

so review, maxiel does the best and the worst was FDA kids .... dont know what you where expecting ... so uhh yeah

but now to the interesting stuff, the kudos per hit,  to me this number tells me the percentage of people who read it and went ‘yeah sure thats good’ which is the most important number

so interestingly small fandoms and groups are more appreciative of my writing probably cuase they are just happy someone is writing and there is less saturation of content (see how spokes person went from last to first), also sequels are generally received better than the first, probably cuase if you made it that far you probably like the idea and my writing style.

now the overall so blue is kudos/hit, then orange is comment/hit, grey is sub/hit, and yellow is bookmark/hit, to me comments tell me how provocative my content is, grey is if I should write more, yellow is how likely you are to reread it

so yes I know the kudos makes the range go whack but i still love it cuase look at inheritance, people didnt really like it but boy they wanted more, much higher than any other by a long way, the rest follow the trend you would expect.

same thing again just a better look at how whack inheritance is, (possibly because it is the only multi chaptered fic).

[my-chaos-radio]

Release: September 30, 2002

Lyrics:

Crack it, we will crack it

Crack it, crack it, we will crack it

Speed of light - ooh

Running right - aah

The way we strike

Surprise, surprise

The glorious knigths

Shining so bright

Ooh - we all came for

To see the true battle

The rumble and the rattle

The challenge that will

Drop you off the saddle

Now, hold on tight

Here we go - can you handle

I know there's something going on

Heeyey heeyey naah naah ooouh ooh

I know there's something going on

There is something going on

I know it won't be long

It won't be long before you're gone

There's something going on

To see the true battle

The rumble and the rattle

There's something going on

To see the true battle

The rumble and the rattle

Crack it, we will crack it

Crack it, crack it, we will crack it

Fire in dem - soul

Make you go - go

Every last man on the

Defence know

Stakes are high

Oh my - oh my

Everybody is watching

U be under eagle-eye

Closer than - ooh

We want more

Where there's a will

There's a way, ride on

C'mon c'mon, keep, keep it on

Pump that pressure

We are about to take it home

Crack it, we will crack it

Crack it, crack it, we will crack it

Give me what you got

The going gets tough

We gotta rock - we gotta rock

And we ain't gonna stop, till we get enough

So pump it, pump it - trip on this

Make it look so easy like a flick of a wrist

You might be bad but you don't have this

Here we come - pam - pam

Yes, it's the champion

On the run - number one

Now, this is how it's done

Uuuap - uuuap

You'll be on for a ride

Uuuap - uuuap

It's the cup of life

Ooooh - ooooh

No more mr.nice

Ooooh - ooooh

We gonna battle to survive

Our minds are set

See the effect

We come correct

And we are your best bet

Just check the way we wreck

We gonna rock - yep

Cos' ain't no shortcut for real respect

Songwriter:

Crack it, we will crack it

Crack it, crack it, we will, crack it

Russell Glyn Ballard / Jaakko Sakari Salovaara / Raymond Ebanks

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Burna Boy - Naughty By Nature Lyrics

Throwback to 2020 when Burna Boy teamed up with Naughty by Nature to give us a rhythmic hit song named after Naughty by Nature. The song is number seventh track on Burna Boy's Grammy nominated album Twice As Tall. Enjoy!

Burna Boy - Naughty By Nature Lyrics Burna Boy - Naughty By Nature Lyrics Intro: Burna Boy & Vin Rock (Burna) Yeah, shawtie N-N-Naughty, yeah, yeah Yeah, shawty (Funkula) Chorus: Burna Boy Hey I wanna see fine keles, come jam for me Not the ones, wey dey form Instagram for me Say God damn you no go fit, handle me God go punish, whoever no gbadun me Because I know that I'm the bigger man Its why I came looking fresher than a peppermint (Uh) 'Til today I dey the same because I can't change I be naughty by nature, I be gang-gang Verse 1: Burna Boy Now your girl, she say she like the way my chain bling I be king, so me and you no be the same thing No be me, na God, do am no dey blame me As you see, I jejely dey for my lane men Remember when I used to hope and pray for change, men (Yeah) As in any little petty cash change men (Ooh) Just to get a ride back to the main land (Yeah) Now when they see the double R, Im like "Amen" Come make I give you tori When nobody know me When I dey run from police 'Cause if dem catch my kpoli Den dem go barb me goris Give me quit notice Carry me go, oh Chorus: Burna Boy Hey I wanna see fine keles, come jam for me Not the ones, wey dey form Instagram for me Say God damn you no go fit, handle me God go punish, whoever no gbadun me Because I know that I'm the bigger man Its why I came looking fresher than a peppermint (Uh) Till today I dey the same because I can't change I be naughty by nature, I be gang-gang Post-Chorus: Burna Boy See me I no be politician, me no like no politics Hmm, ha, like no politics Go ahead, ask anybody my beginnings Hmm, ha, my beginnings Dem go t-t-t-t-tell you say my style di wickedest Hmm, ha, style wickedest Whether, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, any time of the week Hmm, ha, 'time of the week Verse 2: Vin Rock Come on, come on, have a ball if you act maturely Ayo, who wanna get invited to a Burna party? I got a hunnid and eighteen homies who's naughty So, baby, don't you bring your friends if those chicks are corny We gets it on 'til the dawn, till they say, "This is ridiculous" Ladies, they love the way we come through in the clutch Fellas who can't keep up, might as well hit the dust And haters, bump what they say, they don't mean shh— Yo, I give three words when I try to scoop her Then after that, ain't got no time for no party pooper I keeps it movin' 'cause we zone out and own our own damn lane Thirty years up in this same game, still doing our damn thang Verse 3: Treach Heard I'm a earner, had to earn a burner Trigga nigga, Naughty Nation, marshal arsenal Never had to use burner-burners I'm a changed man, still on the gun range Singing karaoke, wife wearing Dolce Black fist, pick stuck in my gold teeth Been winning, befriending woman From the beginning with a dripping driver African emblems on the engine, engine, engine A number runner, every summer, what's hopping with ya option? Keep it gutter witcha brother Chorus: Burna Boy Hey I wanna see fine keles, come jam for me Not the ones, wey dey form Instagram for me Say God damn you no go fit, handle me God go punish, whoever no gbadun me Because I know that I'm the bigger man Its why I came looking fresher than a peppermint (Uh) Till today I dey the same because I can't change I be naughty by nature, I be gang-gang Outro: Burna Boy Some people think it's a game, like Connect Four Till I rise the ting and dem collect four I come extort Give me both, mine and yours Silent war 'Cause anyone could be next door I was born naughty by nature Now I make more But still me wicked as they come Your eyes get sore Why you watch my pockets for? Watch it (Hmm) Spaceship Rocket Boys Runner by nature Know that shawty bang-bang New Jerusalem, Africa the same game Boom bap, boom baye, all the same slang No protection, no peace, they know the chain game Bang, bang Read the full article

[after-perfect]

Ooh, interesting - thanks for sharing your take on it! What you wrote made me think a bit more about what's going on in Schatten.

For the first part,

This does cause issues with the first few lines of Schatten, which imply the opposite, but only mention speaking in the context of ‘finally.’

Rudolf also responds by calling der Tod "meinen Freund, nach dem ich rufe, wenn mich meine Ängste fressen". That to me suggests that ever since that first meeting when he was a child, Rudolf's been speaking to der Tod whenever he's overwhelmed, almost like a kid might tell their woes to an imaginary friend or favourite stuffed animal. It doesn't sound as though der Tod's been talking to Rudolf, although I imagine he was usually listening and letting Rudolf feel him as some kind of unseen presence. Over the years of doing that, Rudolf's built up this intimacy in his mind - and der Tod probably knows it - which is why we get Rudolf laying his head in der Tod's lap.

As for the rest of the song, I'm not sure it refers to the approach of WWI (which is a good 25-ish years away at this point, and alliances are going to shift around a lot in that time) or to Rudolf actually killing his father. The "Unheil" they're talking about could be a number of other political developments that were either destabilizing to the empire or harmful to some of its citizens. The real Rudolf, like Rudolf in the musical, disagreed with his father's political conservatism, so I think it's more likely that he thinks Franz Joseph is making mistakes in running the empire, without necessarily seeing it as on the path to full-on war and destruction.

The "Kaiser Rudolf" bit doesn't have to mean that he's considering an actual coup. It wasn't all that unusual for the heir of an aging monarch to start collecting a sort of alternative court-in-waiting. And since everyone assumed that the heir would outlive the old monarch, people with long-term ambitions often saw the advantage in gravitating towards the heir (ideally while not pissing off the reigning monarch too much), which gave the heir a certain amount of influence, even if they didn't have any legal power. Georgian England, I'm looking at you. By "greif nach der Macht" der Tod could easily mean something like that - it would actually fit a bit better with "Kaiser Rudolf wird der Zeit entgegen geh'n", if my understanding of the expression "der Zeit entgegen" is correct. It seems more like "Kaiser Rudolf will be ready to take advantage of his moment" than "Kaiser Rudolf will cause his moment by assassinating his father." (My terrible German is very much on show here, so native speakers, please correct me on this!) It's also a bit closer to what Rudolf actually does - writing some inflammatory articles and spending more time with liberal politicians than his father would like.

I'm still not sure of der Tod's motive for pushing Rudolf to do this, though.

Timing-wise, my guess would be anywhere up to a year between Schatten and Mayerling. Hass references Schönerer's imprisonment, which happened in May of 1888 (he'd attacked the office of a newspaper that he saw as too sympathetic to Jews, because he was rabidly antisemitic. And just generally a nasty piece of work). The mob in Hass also seems to suggest that the judge in the case is somehow protecting Rudolf from some scandal, but that could just be their own conspiracy theory. I don't know enough about the real Rudolf's activities towards the end of his life to make a guess at what "dieser elende Skandal" in Wenn ich dein Spiegel wär refers to, or whether it's likely that der Tod had something to do with it offstage.

Something crossed my mind earlier about der Tod's relationship with Rudolf in Elisabeth, and why der Tod tosses him aside in Mayerling, but later lays Elisabeth down quite gently or even carries her offstage. I'm not sure I agree with this idea, but I'd be interested to hear other people's thoughts on it.

Under the cut, because I'm going to talk about suicide, and it's possibly even darker than most discussions of the Mayerling scene. So - warning for that.

Most of my Elisabeth interpretations depend on the actors involved, and I tend to stick to analyzing my 3 favourite Tods (Uwe, Máté, and Mark). For this one, I'm mostly talking about Uwe's and Máté's Tods, whom I generally read as actual beings or gods of death. Mark plays it quite differently and I don't think this interpretation fits him, though I may make a separate post at some point.

There's plenty of debate about how der Tod feels about Rudolf - is he mostly using him as a means to get to Elisabeth, or does he care about him for his own sake?

What if it's both? Or rather, what if it's one, then the other?

I definitely believe that der Tod feels some kind of obsession/desire/whatever for Elisabeth that he considers to be love, whether or not most humans would call it that. And because he's Death and not used to feeling this way about anyone, the ways he goes about expressing his feelings are - well, not what most humans would want a lover to do (e.g. interrupting her wedding dance to manhandle her; killing little Sophie).

Maybe der Tod's initial interest in Rudolf is purely because he's Elisabeth's son, and he shows up for Mama, wo bist du? just to get the ball rolling for his future manipulations. But then he actually talks to Rudolf for a minute and discovers that the kid's kind of interesting (is this mostly because of the cat? Or does he see a lonely little boy and feel something like sympathy?). First of all, that would suggest that der Tod has the potential to be interested in and to care about many other humans, but that Elisabeth and now Rudolf are the first people he's paid much attention to. And there's a whole lot to build on with that possibility, but that's not my main point. Second, the result is that he really does stay close to Rudolf and become increasingly attached to him, in his own strange way.

If that's the case, what's going on in Die Schatten werden länger? Some form of seduction, certainly. Is he trying to induce Rudolf to kill himself then and there? Is he encouraging him to do things he knows will lead Rudolf to despair and desperation (greif nach der Macht, etc.)? Is he giving him a very twisted sort of pep talk for what he thinks is Rudolf's own good because he actually kind of likes the guy?

After that, their next onstage interaction is Mayerling, and what happens with the gun is interesting. For most of the scene, the Todesengel are basically playing keep-away with it, passing it back and forth between themselves while Rudolf frantically chases after it. And the thing is, at any point in this scene, Rudolf could stop chasing the gun. He could walk away; he still has a way out. But he doesn't. He chases that gun right into der Tod's arms. Even then, he still has a chance to change his mind. Elisabeth has turned away from der Tod when she was inches from that final kiss, and Rudolf could too. Der Tod may put the gun in Rudolf's hand and (in some productions) even push it towards his head, but it's Rudolf's finger that pulls the trigger. In other productions, Rudolf has even more agency as der Tod simply holds up the gun; it's Rudolf who reaches for it and puts it to his own head.

Even though he spends the Mayerling Waltz either flailing after the Todesengel or being jerked around like a rag doll by der Tod - which makes him look as helpless as he probably feels at this point - Rudolf is actually being given one big long opt-out. And if that doesn't perfectly express what it's like to be on the brink of suicide, I don't know what does. The feeling of being powerless to fight whatever's brought you here, the feeling that you've passed the point of no return. You may not even be aware at this point that you still have other options or that you're the one making this choice, but you are.

(Note: I don't mean to blame or disparage those who attempt or complete suicide. That feeling of powerlessness is very real and very overwhelming, and it's incredibly difficult to see any way out when you're in the middle of it. Not to get too personal, but - firsthand experience on this one.)

Rudolf, consciously or not, makes that choice all through Mayerling. He chases the gun, in some cases he puts it to his head, and he pulls the trigger. It looks to the audience - and probably feels to Rudolf - as though der Tod is the one forcibly kissing him, but in a less literal sense, it's the opposite.

So assuming that der Tod does in fact care for Rudolf, and gives him the best part of a full dance sequence to change his mind, why does he then just drop him on the floor? And why is he more gentle with Elisabeth later?

It's kind of awful to think about, but what if it's disappointment? Disappointment that Rudolf didn't resist his seduction, or take the opportunity he was offered to turn away. It says something pretty dark about what he calls love. This is - not a nice way to love someone, to say the least. It's a very egocentric-god view of people; once they've disappointed him, he's done. He either doesn't understand that if he keeps pushing and testing them they're eventually going to break, or just has no sympathy for what he sees as human weakness. In der Tod's eyes, Rudolf gave in, or was weak, or whatever you want to call it. And so he tosses him aside and moves on to Elisabeth, who has so far resisted.

And are times when she's tempted to give in - Elisabeth, mach auf; Die Maladie, Totenklage (The near-kiss in Wenn ich tanzen will is different, but that's for another post) - but she never quite does. Even when she begs for death during Totenklage, she asks him to come and take her; she doesn't try to go to him - though he still treats her with scorn for it. She may welcome her eventual death and run happily into der Tod's arms, but she doesn't cause it. He wants her to come to him willingly, but not by her own hand. Again, it's not exactly a reasonable demand from a human point of view, but der Tod isn't looking at it from a human point of view. And that's why he's more gentle with Elisabeth than he was with Rudolf.

Whew, so that was a ride. As I said at the beginning, I'm not sure I actually believe this interpretation. In a way, I don't want to - obviously, both Rudolf's and Elisabeth's relationships with der Tod are going to be dark, but I don't think I want them to be this dark. It's something that occurred to me, though, and what's tumblr for if not for sharing random disturbing thoughts about media?

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Father’s Day Drabble | Hideaway / AMOMK

Just a fun little PG-13 fluffy drabble for Father’s Day in the Hideaway and AMOMK universes! Hope you enjoy! 💜

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Junior: (stands in front of classroom, in front of a projector screen, where a title slide is being shown; clears throat) Hello everyone, and welcome to my presentation on (turns to screen and reads the words he’s typed) Why My Appa is the Best Appa in the World! 

Junior: (turns to Friday) Friday?

Friday excitedly presses a button on her phone to move the presentation forward.

Hideaway Jin: (to Friday) Ooh, nice picture!

Junior: Reason number 1 my Appa is the best Appa in the world is that he is smart. In fact, he’s the smartest man in the world. He tells me every day.

Yoongi, Namjoon, Hobi, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook nod and murmur in agreement.

Hideaway Hobi: That’s true.

Friday rolls her eyes.

Junior: Reason number 2 is that he’s handsome. He is also the most handsome man in the world. People talk about his beauty wherever he goes.

Hideaway Namjoon: Also true.

Junior: Reason number 3 is that he is very nice. He works at Kim In-dem-titties and does insurance, which helps make people safe. Also, he buys me and Namu lots of toys.

Friday: He buys his friends lots of toys, too.

The boys laugh; Jungkook pumps his fist in the air.

Junior: He also reads my bedtime books with me, and he’s really good at doing different voices and stuff! Friday also does this. Oops! This is reason number 4. I forgot to say.

Hideaway Yoongi: You’re doing so well, my liege.

Junior: Reason number 5 is that he always makes Namu laugh, even when she’s cranky because she didn’t take a nap or she went peepee in her clothes by accident.

Namu gurgles.

Junior: And reason number 6 is that he owns Friday’s kitty.

The group is barely containing themselves, and Friday is mortified.

Junior: Anyway, here are more pictures of Appa, while he cooks for me, is hard at work, and takes a nap.

Hideaway Jin: Hey, uh, buddy, just, back on that last slide, uh, where, uh, where did you hear about reason number 6?

Junior: The time you found that lost kitty!

Hideaway Jin: O-oh?

Junior: Yeah, I heard you asking Friday, “Who owns this kitty?” And Friday kept saying, “You do, you do, you do---”

The guys lose it.

Junior: Anyway, here are  those pictures...

Junior: He always makes me snacks---

Hideaway Jungkook: Actually, Junior, could you go back a slide one more time? I have more questions about that last reason.

Friday: (whisking Junior away to the sound of the Hideaway gang cackling) Allllll-right, let’s give him a round of applause! Didn’t Junior do such a wonderful job? 

Hideaway Taehyung: (to Junior) By the sound of it, so did your Appa.

Junior: But Uncle Kookie said they had more questions!

Friday: (as they sit) I know, but there’s another group giving a presentation, right? We have to share our time.

Hideaway Jin: (beams at Friday) Mmhmm. 

Friday: Stop looking at me like that.

Hideaway Jin: You know what we’re doing when we get home?

Friday: Jin.

Hideaway Jin: I’mma look for that lost kitty. Make sure it’s OK.

Friday: (sweating) Jin.

The slide changes to the next presentation as the next group, AMOMK Namjoon, Jin, and Taehyung, assemble.

AMOMK Namjoon: Alright, well, that was a wonderful presentation expertly given by such a talented speaker---

Junior: Thank you!

AMOMK Namjoon: You’re welcome! (smiles) So let’s keep the ball rolling with our presentation, which is---

AMOMK Namjoon: Why OUR Appa is the best Appa in the world!

Everyone claps. Namjoon and Taehyung look to AMOMK Jin, who is staring at Hideaway Jin and his wife and kids.

AMOMK Namjoon: Hyung?

AMOMK Jin: Huh?

AMOMK Namjoon: You, uh... you wanna kick us off here?

AMOMK Jin: (still weirded out)

AMOMK Namjoon: OK well, I guess I’ll just cover it...

AMOMK Namjoon: First, I’d like to introduce the team responsible for this presentation. Obviously, we’re Kim Jihu’s three sons, Seokjin, Namjoon, and Taehyung, and his wonderful wife, Bongseon. We feel that we have assembled a highly expert team that is well-qualified to speak on the matter, and we’re excited to present our results of our research and discussion today.

Mrs. Kim: Wow.

Mr. Kim: I remember that dinner! That fish was good!

AMOMK Namjoon: In order to support our claims, we’ve devised an objective method of determining our appa’s parental style and effectiveness, known as the EEE score.

AMOMK Namjoon: The EEE score is made of separate dimensions pivotal to determining parental success. The first is Efficacy, which speaks to parental guidance through life. The next is Emotion, or the ability to connect with and empathize with loved ones. And the third is Enjoyment, which is the ability to experience and immerse oneself in fun, meaningful moments.

Friday: (to Hideaway Jin) We should’ve had an intro slide.

Hideaway Jin: Really?

Friday: And success metrics. Why didn’t I think about success metrics?!

Hideaway Jin: Are you kidding??

AMOMK Namjoon: As you can see, Jihu’s EEE score has only been on the rise as time has gone on, partially due to the relative ease of parenting adult children, as that more hands-off, relaxed style seems to agree with Jihu’s nature. Furthermore, as we’ve gotten to know Jihu as a person, and not just our appa, we feel we have gotten closer with time. We appreciate that he’s been able to share more of himself with us, to open up about life’s challenges, but also reassure us that whatever we’re doing with our own lives, we know we have a safe place to come back to to examine ourselves, work things out, find out way again.

AMOMK Jin: Yeah. We’re so grateful to have you in our lives.

AMOMK Taehyung: Couldn’t have wished for a better father.

Mrs. Kim: Aw.

Mr. Kim: Yeah, boys, that’s... that’s really, really sweet.

AMOMK Namjoon: Now, onto the areas for improvement.

Mr. Kim: Wait, what?

AMOMK Namjoon: We have targeted 4 main areas for improvement. If further action is taken on these 4 main areas, we project an exponential rise in the EEE score within the year.

Mr. Kim: Oh, is that so?

AMOMK Namjoon: Yes. Take it away, Tae-Tae.

AMOMK Taehyung: I’d just like to put it on the record again that I think this presentation is dumb and a waste of my time, as there is a fashion gala happening downtown, with lots of hot models to photograph and, uh, network with.

Hideaway Taehyung: Where is said gala?

AMOMK Taehyung: I’ll text you the details shortly.

Hideaway Taehyung: (discussing with the rest of the Hideaway gang) Thank you.

AMOMK Taehyung: So, the first area of improvement is to outsource home maintenance.

Mr. Kim: What??

AMOMK Taehyung: We are tired from the week when we visit you for dinner, and cleaning gutters or fixing the swing or knocking down that stupid bird’s nest that those birds insist on making in the guest bedroom window is not our idea of fun. Besides, you’re loaded.

Mr. Kim: Wh y pay for something we can do ourselves??

AMOMK Taehyung: SECONDLY, there is getting more involved in the grocery store trips with Eomma. We know the crowd can get a little crazy, so we’d invest in riot gear to help you.

Mrs. Kim: I wouldn’t mind the support during the week.

Mr. Kim: But you always tell me to wait in the car because people end up asking me if I am also single and also have a business card---

AMOMK Taehyung: The riot gear would come with a face-covering helmet.

Mrs. Kim: I like where this is going.

Mr. Kim: Oh god.

AMOMK Taehyung: The third area is increasing your bar inventory. You seem to be running a little low.

Mr. Kim: (rolling eyes) I wonder why.

AMOMK Taehyung: So, we’ve brought you some bottles of liquor (Jin presents wrapped boxes of said bottles) to get you started. But it would be greatly appreciated if you could add to the collection.

Mr. Kim: Noted.

AMOMK Taehyung: And, finally, we’d see a huge spike in EEE this summer if you revisited your boat conversations with Eomma.

Mrs. Kim: What now.

AMOMK Jin: Think of all we could do! All the fishing!

AMOMK Taehyung: And partying!

AMOMK Namjoon: And pensive reflection on the water!

Mrs. Kim: Absolutely not.

Mr. Kim: But my EEE score would spike!

AMOMK Namjoon: In conclusion, we think this makes a strong case for the argument that our appa is the best appa in the world, but I think given Junior’s presentation, we can agree that we’re just very lucky to have such wonderful fathers in our lives. 

Junior: Yeah!!

Hideaway Jin: Well, I think we can also agree that we’re lucky to get to be part of families as beautiful as you are. Thank you.

Mr. Kim: Well put, Jin-who’s-not-Jin.

AMOMK Jin: (stares at Hideaway Jin next to Junior, ruffling his hair and beaming proudly) For sure.

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House Rules

Word Count: 2,241 Demetri x reader Oneshot Warnings: Fluff, a little NSFW

The idea for this one came from a post of @wallwriterstuff​ & the conversation that followed with @volturidoll13​

Demetri met Y/N when he met Gianna after one of the Art classes, she took on a Thursday night. Aro didn’t like the idea of Gianna walking home alone in the dark and had asked Demetri to go meet her. He knew Y/N was his mate the moment he saw her; his throat burned at the smell of her blood but the need to taste her was overruled by his desire to protect her. Y/N was attracted to him the moment she saw him. He had given her a warm smile and his voice had made her weak in the knees. He walked her home that night too; in fact, every Thursday night he walked Y/N home before he and Gianna continued on their way to the castle.

Demetri had taken Y/N out on a few dates before telling her that he was a vampire and she was his mate, his one true love “So you mean I’m the key to your ‘happily ever after’?” She asked and he chuckled “Yes, exactly” He replied smiling at her “Ooh I don’t know Demetri…forever is such a long time. What if I get bored of you?” He knew she was teasing him but feigned offense anyway, his hand going to his unbeating heart “You wound me, Y/N” She laughed a little “I’m sure someone as old and strong as you will survive” She gave him a wink, he growled low and replied “I would never get bored of you nor would I ever allow you to get bored of me” One of his hands moved up her thigh, his little finger brushed her clothed centre as he nibbled her ear before placing a kiss below it, she bit her lip to supress a moan escaping them. He smiled against her skin “I can’t wait till you’re beneath me and I can hear all those little noises you’re going make whilst I’m inside you” He whispered “Me neither…but I don’t have sex on a third date” She whispered back “You’re sure about that? I can tell you’re aroused” He replied low “You’re not playing fair…Vampire” She breathed the last word and tapped his nose “I never said I would sweetheart” He kissed her cheek “Come on. I’ll take you home” He added and helped her with her coat.

A month later Demetri moved Y/N into the castle with him, excited that he was finally getting to live with his mate. Y/N was amazed by the size of Demetri’s quarters and liked the natural colour scheme of the room, a blood red rug in front of the fireplace accentuated the room.

“I need to discuss some things with you now that you’re living with me” Demetri said taking her hands in his “Ok, I’m all ears” She smiled at him “House rules; 1. Every other Wednesday between 12 and 2pm, please do not leave our quarters as it’s ‘tour’ day. The next ‘tour’ is this Wednesday” “Ahh, yes. Human take out day. I’ll be sure to stay here” She replied “2. Please do not leave the castle without me or Gianna with you. I need to know you’re safe” She nodded “Only the two rules?” She teased “3. Trouserless Tuesdays, where pants are optional” Demetri says, winking at her “By optional you mean it’s negotiable?” She asked “No. It’s not negotiable. As I said pants are optional on Trouserless Tuesdays” He smiled at her and she shook her head “You’re terrible” “Maybe, but I’m all yours” He replied and kissed her.

“Are you ready for family movie night?” Demetri called out “Yep. Whenever you are” She replied walking out of the walk-in closet dressed in her ‘Tinkerbell’ pyjamas and a pair of Giraffe slippers “What the F…” He trails off as he eyes her from head to toe “Are you wearing those downstairs?” “If you don’t accept me wearing my Disney pyjamas and giraffe slippers, then I’ve agreed to be railed by the wrong vampire for all eternity” She responded, Demetri’s mouth dropped open in shock. He shook his head and moved to stand in front of her “I accept you, no matter what you wear mi amore” He replied and captured her lips in a sweet kiss. “So, what’s this about agreeing to be railed by a vampire for all eternity?” He asked, one eyebrow raised “I thought that was part of the ‘mate’ package you offered me. Was I wrong?” She replied looking up at him through her lashes as she took her bottom lip between her teeth. He growled low and deep, his thumb removing her lip from her teeth as he captured her lips with his in a passionate kiss. “You weren’t wrong, I just don’t remember using that phrase” “Well, you are getting on a bit. I hear memory problems are common with the…ancient” She whispered the last word, teasing him again. He chuckled and scooped her up and put her over his shoulder and slapped her ass “Ooh” He dropped her carefully onto the bed and climbed on top of her, propping his weight on his elbows and rolled his hips against her, the button of his jeans rubbing her clit. “You should respect your elders, young one” He replied and kissed her again “And if I don’t?” She bit his bottom lip “I could make you” He bit her lip in return “That sounds like it could be fun…oh ancient one” She replied smiling at him “Is that my new nickname?” “Yep, seeing as you called me young one” “You started it sweetheart” He smiled and rolled off her and kissed her cheek “We’ll finish this later” He said and smacked her ass as she got off the bed “Counting on it” She turned and blew him a kiss.

He went into the closet to change into a pair of lounge pants and a t-shirt. “Come on movie night’s about to start and you old people have trouble staying awake the later it gets” She called over her shoulder, smirking “Kids today. They have no respect. I blame the parents” He retorted with a smirk on his own.

He took her hand in his and they made their down to the family room ready for movie night “What are those on your feet?” Felix asked shocked as Y/N and Demetri sat beside him on the sofa “Felix meet Eddie and Annie” She replied and wiggled her feet, Felix laughed “Y-you named th-them?” “Don’t laugh at her” Demetri warned him “But she named her slippers D” Felix continued to laugh “Felix” He growled low “I think it’s endearing” Demetri added and wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close “Just ignore him, we do” Alec called out as she snuggled into Demetri’s side.

Y/N decided to buy Demetri a present and gave them to him upon his return from a two-day mission “Welcome home Dem. I’ve missed you” She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck “I’ve missed you too sweetheart” Demetri replied, kissing her. “I’ve got you a gift” She led him over to the sofa and handed him a large gift bag. He opened the gift bag and removed a box, lifting the lid revealed a pair of Wolf slippers “I’ve even named them for you ‘Fang and Hunter’” She smiled at him, he smiled back at her, although he seemed nervous “You don’t like them Dem?” She asked “It’s not that. I love them thank you. It’s just vampires and Wolves don’t really get along” He replied “Oh, Oh…sorry I-I didn’t know. I just thought as Wolves are predators and you’re a predator, they’d be perfect” She apologised and seemed sad “Oh no, sweetheart. It’s ok really but Master Caius will have my head if he sees me in these!" He replied and pulled her onto his lap, holding her close and kissing her cheek.

Demetri decided he’d wear his slippers around his room, that way Y/N was happy and Caius couldn’t kill him. Y/N took pictures of him in his new Wolf slippers on her phone as well as a few of them together in their slippers “We’re making memories Demi” She smiled at him and he melted inside as he enjoyed making memories with her, even if some are a little silly.

“House Rule Number 4. We only wear our animal slippers in our room” Demetri tells her as he looks into her eyes “Ok, that sounds good…something just for us” She agreed and kissed him. He liked that he had made her smile and that she understood that the new house rule meant they were keeping something as innocent as Wolf slippers a secret from Caius.

However, Demetri became a little stressed at the situation he found himself in because the love of his immortal life had bought him a gift; one which he loved and seeing that noone had ever bought him a gift before, they meant something to him but the problem was if anyone knew the Wolf slippers existed and Caius found out, he would surely torture him in some way.

Felix entered Demetri’s room one evening to see the couple sitting on the sofa watching a movie in their pyjamas and slippers. “Not you too D?” Felix asked as he sat on the other sofa “Y/N got them for me and they’re quite comfortable actually” Demetri replied waving his feet about “Did you name them too?” Felix’s tone was a teasing one “No, I named them before I gave them to him” Y/N responded and Felix started laughing, so much so Y/N thought he may actually wet himself “You tell anyone Fe & I’ll kill you” Felix nodded but continued to laugh.

Y/N enjoyed living with her vampire mate as there was never a dull moment in the castle especially with Demetri to keep her company. She enjoyed the sunset picnics on the castle roof, the shared bubble baths and showers as they always led to something more. Date nights were always fun no matter who planned them.

The masters needed Demetri to track a coven in England and Caius made a special trip to the tracker’s room. He knocked on the door and entered “Good evening Demetri” “Good evening master” He replied and bowed “I need you to track that small coven in England” Demetri concentrated for a moment before replying “They are currently in Oxford, master.” Caius nodded “Thank you but I must ask what on earth are those on your feet?” He asked “Y/N bought me the Wolf slippers as a gift, she owns Giraffe ones” Dem replied “I know, I’ve seen hers but why would she buy you Wolf slippers?” Caius asked “Wolves are predators and I am a predator and she thought they’d be perfect” Dem responded, Caius nodded “I understand but I’m not sure I like them though. They are not to be worn around the castle” “Yes master” Demetri agreed, knowing he had no plans to do so. “Nice pyjamas” Caius smirked when he saw Y/N leave the bathroom in Beige pyjamas with Cocktail Glasses and Palm Trees on, that just so happened to match Demetri’s “Thank you Caius, they’re known ‘couple pyjamas.’ It allows couples to wear matching nightwear” Y/N responded and bowed her head a little. Caius found it amusing that the World’s Best Tracker and his human mate wore matching pyjamas. ‘How sweet’ he thought to himself.

Caius decided to punish Demetri in an interesting way after he discovered Demetri’s Wolf slippers. Demetri was over 1000 years old and found himself ‘grounded’ and ‘remanded’ to his shared room with Y/N for one week. “Use this upcoming week to bond more with Y/N” “I will thank you” Demetri replied, Caius smiled and left the room.

The week Demetri spent in his room with Y/N was one of the best weeks of his life, that Demetri could recall; they did become closer, their bond strengthening as a result. They binged watched TV shows and films and well as reading silently on their own or sometimes aloud to each other. They also spent many intimate moments together, neither one able to get enough of the other.

“It’s Tuesday why are you wearing trousers? Have you forgotten House Rule number 3?” Demetri asked as Y/N walked out of the bathroom “I remember House Rule number 3 and these are not trousers. These are Capri Pants” She replied smiling & twirling “Pants? What the EVER-loving hell are those?” Demetri says as he looks at her “Panties, I’ve heard of those. Yours are currently on our bedroom floor…” He winked and nodded over his shoulder “…But pants? Never heard of them” “So, that’s where my panties went?” She replied, winking at him and he growled at her. Before she knew what was happening, he was in front of her and she felt him tear her pants off “Hey” She cried out “Trouserless Tuesday” He replied and gestured to his naked lower half before pushing her against the wall; lifting her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he entered her in one slow long stroke “Ahh…” She breathed “See, this is why we have House Rule number 3” He continued to thrust in and out of her slowly, making love to her “Oh, unrestricted access to one another?” He nodded at her “I think Tuesdays may just be my favourite day of the week” She added with a wink “Mine too sweetheart. Mine too.”

[howfarwillyougo]

Beware of horses

I mean a horse is a horse of course, but who rides is important

Sitting high with a uniform, barking orders, demanding order

And I'm scared that I talk too much about what I think's going on

I got a way with this, they might drag me away for this

Put me in a cage for this, I might pay for this

So I just say what I want like I'm made for this

But I'm just afraid some days I might be wrong

Maybe that's why me and Mike get along

Hey, not from the same part of town, but we both hear the same sound coming

Woo

And it sounds like war

Woo

And it breaks our hearts

When I started this band, didn't have no plans, didn't see no arc

Just run with the craft, have a couple laughs

Make a buck and dash, yeah

Get a little dap like "Yeah I'm the fucking man!", yeah

Maybe give a little back like, "Here, I do what I can"

It's all jokes and smoke 'till the truth start schemin'

Can't contain the disdain for y'all demons

Talk clean and bomb hospitals

So I speak with the foulest mouth possible

And I drink like a Vulcan losing all faith in the logical

I will not be confused for docile

I'm free, motherfuckers, I'm hostile

Choose the lesser of the evil people, and the devil still gon' win

It could all be over tomorrow, kill our masters and start again

But we know we all afraid, so we just simply cry and march again

At the Dem Conven my heart broke apart when I seen them march mommas in

As I rap this verse right now, got tears flowing down my chocolate chin

Told the truth and I've been punished for it, must be a masochist 'cause I done it again

Ooh, Mike said "uterus", they acting like Mike said "You a bitch"

To every writer who wrote it, misquoted it

Mike says, "You a bitch, you a bitch, you a bitch"

Add a "nigga" for that black writer that started that sewer shit

I maneuver through manure like a slumdog millionaire

El-P told me, "Fuck them devils, Mike, we gon' be millionaires"

I respond with a heavy "Yeah"

Big bro says "Fuck that, toughen up

Stay ready, write raw raps, shit rugged rough"

The devil don't sleep, us either

El spits fire, I spit ether

We the gladiators that oppose all Caesars

Coming soon on a new world tour

Probably play the score for the World War

At the apocalypse, play the encore

Turn around, see El, and I smile

Hell coming and we got about a mile

Until it's over I remain hostile

Mere mortals, the Gods coming so miss me with the whoopty-whoop

You take the devil for God, look how he doin' you

I'm Jack Johnson, I beat a slave catcher snaggletooth

I'm Tiger Flowers with a higher power, hallelu'

Life'll get so bad it feel like God mad at you

But that's a feeling, baby, ever lose, I refuse

I disabuse these foolish fools of they foolish views

I heard the revolution coming, you should spread the news

Garvey-mind, Tyson-punch, this is bad news

So feel me, follow me

Devil done got on top of me

Bad times got a monopoly

Give up, I did the opposite

Pitch perfect, did it properly

Owner killed by his property

This life'll stress you like Orson Welles on the radio

War after war of the world'll make all your saneness go

And these invaders from Earth're twerkin' on graves you know

Can't wait to load up the silos and make your babies glow

It's so abusive you'll beg somebody to roofie you

They'll snatch your hope up and use it like it's a hula-hoop

And it's a loop, they talk to you just like their rulers do

These fucking fools have forgotten just who been fooling who

Kill your, kill, kill your kill your, kill

Kill your, kill, kill, kill your, kill

Kill your masters

Kill your, kill, kill your kill your, kill

Kill your, kill, kill, kill your, kill

Kill your masters

Kill your, kill, kill your kill your, kill

Kill your, kill, kill, kill your, kill

Kill your masters

Kill your, kill, kill your kill your, kill

Kill your, kill, kill, kill your, kill

Kill your masters

Killer children of men on the throne roving with no atonement

Got me feeling like I'm Clive Owen rowing through a future frozen

But the flow is a burning wind, blowing to your coast and

Now in cages 'cause we rode the waves of your explosions

Done appealing to our killers, man, to stop the bleeding

This song's a dirty bomb for they dirty dealings

Boots on the roof, I'm Charley Mingus dumping through the ceiling

Master P-ing on these lost Europeans thievin'

Shit be grim, and De La born a reaper

Born in the beast and fixin' feast tearin' its features

The world surges, the nation's nervous

The crowds awaken, they can't disperse us

We ain't at your service, won't stay sedated

Won't state our numbers for names and remain faceless

We dignified, they can't erase us

We ain't asleep, we rope a dope through the flames

Man, the world gonna ride on what's implied in the name

Run 'em

Kill your, kill, kill your kill your, kill

Kill your, kill, kill, kill your, kill

Kill your masters

Kill your, kill, kill your kill your, kill

Kill your, kill, kill, kill your, kill

Kill your masters

Kill your, kill, kill your kill your, kill

Kill your, kill, kill, kill your, kill

Kill your masters

Kill your, kill, kill your kill your, kill

Kill your, kill, kill, kill your, kill

Kill your masters

[ori-flails]

Rewatching Guardian - Episode 05 Part 2/2

Episode List || Part 1 || Episode 06

SPOILERS for upto episode 40, SPOILERS for the novel.

Yes. Yes, it has.

I’m one of those people that refuse to think of Zhao Xinci entirely in a bad light (specially not while something as questionable as Zhang Shi is right there), but man, whatever the SID was before , the current SID beats it by a mile. Zhao Xinci as chief can’t even be compared to Zhao Yunlan’s toes.

I’m sorry, I can’t get this line of Chu Shuzhi’s out of my head. xD xD xD Idek why it’s so funny to me. xD

Why, oh why does Zhao Yunlan look so pretty when distressed?

And how does a man look that good with most of his features hidden? Dem eyes... I’d do anything for him asdfghjkl

Ooh Dixing looks cool-- the gateway/arch thingy looks like it’s made out of styrofoam. -_-

I’ll not comment on the nonsensical light on the gateway.

And that’s... not Zhu Yilong’s hand....

Why’d they use a stunt double in this scene???

Yes, I notice hands and I know what Zhu Yilong’s hands look like, don’t judge me.

This indicates that Shen Wei was conscious 20 years ago.

I feel like my memory’s not reliable when it comes to how long before the start of the series Shen Wei woke up from under the ground, but I also feel like this number here, the 20 years, is inconsistent with the information given in episode 35.

If not, I’ll eat my words. If so, I’ll discard the whole thing with Shen Wei being alseep for 10k years in my headcanons. (Though I might discard that either way lol)

This is probably somewhat important even though I don’t remember this bit.

How would the captain’s kid know anything about what had happened if the kid was born after the captain became estranged in Haixing?? Unless there was some Dixing powers involved...? Idk. :/

Is this descendant who I think it is? That somewhat insignificant guy that was supposed to be significant that stabbed Zhao Yunlan with scissors during his trip to Dixing? The dude the destroyed the Dijun Booklet or whatnot? I think he was called Dingdun or something but I’m not sure.

Either way, the captain was probably shot dead by Zhao Xinci.

Way to go, sowing anymosity towards Haixingren in Dixingrens’ hearts, my dude.

In true Boomer style, you didn’t bother to think of the mess the future generation, i.e your SON will have to clean up.

Zhao Yunlan, you are smitten. xD

Let’s remind ourselves that at this point, Zhao Yunlan is still very suspicious of Shen Wei.

Oh a reference to the Ghost tribes from the novel!

But it’s a legit saying on its own without the context of the novel as well.

My thoughts on this episode: “Such acting, much wow” to the father-son duo.

[jae-canikeepyou]

okay y’all. do you remember when johnny said, “you kinda look like zac huh.” to jaehyun?

well i’ve been taking that in mind.. and actually thought, just maybe, jaehyun could be the real life troy bolton. like i said, just maybe. ;) y’all can agree or disagree. if you have read some jaehyun fics related to basketball like (i’mma name some), solecize’s balance of us and also fluffyjenope’s the games you play, you can’t forget that jaehyun loves the hsm trilogy. like how he loves troy & gabriella’s breaking free lol i can’t even hahaha. anyway, moving on~

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1. same interests. 🏀🎤 (troy’s double majors)

2. they scream? haha! and! same gestures too.

3. ooh dem senti moments and lighting. 🙃

4. car/truck rides? + senti moments again lol

5. nicknames! hahahaha 👀😬 jung jaehyun: nation’s first love. (what nctzens call him(?)) troy bolton: childhood crush. (who doesn’t?)

extra: jaehyun’s bday number is 14. troy’s jersey number is 14. 👀🤯 tumblr limits 10 pics lol so go check out the numbers. & i lowkey think that 9 / 10 y/o jae imagined himself as troy. 😝

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okay that’s enough. this’ll be a freakin long post if i type more 😉 ~j.

[hiraethstill]

THIS WEEK AND LAST WEEK ON DAIYA NO ACE (7/16 and 7/23)

SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT!

7/16 LIVEBLOG:

IMMEDIATE assault by eijun's handsome face

and his DETERMINATION

every time the OP comes on im like where are the babies? THERE THEY ARE @ firsties

the way i GASPED

THIS IS HOW WE FELL IN LOVE WITH EIJUN I TELL YOU

haha poor audience member doesnt know sawamura is mostly good at swinging from the bunt stance

eijun... you have every right to be frustrated

ugh... the way he looks when he was a doormat to the ace... i feel this too much my chest hurts

"if i had pitched like furuya did today i wouldve been subbed out" TOO TRUE AND OUCH

HE HITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

THE BOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

THE MAN THE MYTH THE LEGENDDD

AND JUST LOOK AT ASADA AND KUKI'S F A C E S

DOUBLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

lmao did eijun learn to run bases from mochi? now i want this

uhhh the announcer was wrong? the STANDS were all cheering and happy, it was mostly the dugout that was surprised

bc this is level of trust he gets from first string sigh

sorry all my frustration is here

HAHA OKAY BUT why does this look gayalso sawamura's little "na!" with the pew pew is so cute wtf

his lil cheeky face in the corner im hashjdlkdgj

haruichi and toujou in that shot look like they'd been helping him practice batting and it paid off 

hslkhg eijun and his "hips!" i cant

KANEMARUUUUUUUUU

HELL YEAH TAKUMI NICE SHOULDER

nice eijun is safe

haha i never know who to root for bc i love all the bois

okay but

has anyone ever talked about how cool amahisa's eyes are???

i mean

look at this

so cool

yoooo wtf amahisa's voice in this part is really appealing??? damnn

so... kanemaru's a capable batter even if he's not top tier, why you gotta keep making him bunt

oh well, i like that face you're making kanemaru

noooooooooooo

it's okay kanemaru you did your best

cmon mochi bring him home!!!!!!!!!!

EIJUN ENOUGH WITH THE HIPS LMAO

yeah thats right mochi + other batters, give him the run support he deserves

AMAHISA THE DISASTER BI IM

"did he shave his eyebrows? he looks like a strong fighter" are you just checking him out

you'd want him to do those jump kicks amahisa

moon-face?????

omg i feel the tinglings... of a rarepair... amakura.....................

what was i saying about his EYES??

come the fuck ON dont leave eijun stranded on second!!!!!!

H

HHHHH

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

MY BOISSSSSSSSSSS

SHOW ME YOUR FACEEE

(and u rite yall amahisa is yabai)

THERE BE YOUR FACEEEE

IM SO EMOTIONAL

AND HIS VOICE

FUCKLE

AND HIMSTDVEEE

whoaaa that slowmo pitching sequence!

HARUCCHIII

oh hello eijun upping the tempo and looking great doing it

wow this super HD sparkle miyuki

EIJUN IS BEAUTIFULLLL and lowkey this looks like the OP

ASADA AND KUKI MY SONS I WOULD DIE FOR YOUUUUUUUUUUUU

BEING SO EXCITED ABOUT THE CUTTER KAI AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I ALSO LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

HLKDHFS AURA

okay sun we gettin a lil cap happy

another pretty eijun shottttt

WHOA 3D BALL

3D SLOWMO BALL

N* H* TT * R

i feel like i jinxed him sorry eijun

also i LOVE when the stands yell OSH OSH OSH back

wow toujou's voice was. so cute??

noriiiii i love you so much and thank you

furuya silently reflecting huh?

YO WTF IN THE MANGA NORI'S CAP COVERS FURUYA'S NUMBER WTF ANIMATORS ITS ICONIC

awww theyre all patting him i wanna pat eijun too

NORIIIIII YOU ARE SO PRECIOUS

kanemaru's eyes are gray??

kousei-san.......... mayhaps i have.......... Feelings about this

"gureato" man tahara is great

HLJSKDFHKGSFJGKFHDGLDF BLONDE AMAHISA

THIS IS JUST FUELING MY AMAKURA LMAOOO

WHY IS BLONDE HAIR IN MIDDLE SCHOOL A RUNNING JOKE IN ANIME

kuramochi, amahisa, hyuuga from knb, alla dem yankees

oh my god is that suddenly shaved head amahisa still in first year he's so smol

wow kousei is so eccentric haha i love it

YESSS BRINGING BACK MANAKA-BOY

omg yakushi cameo!!

wow this is so pleasant to look at and idk why??

his eyeeesss

and this too omgg

I SEE NISHINO

omgggg are they who i think they are

YES THEY AREANIMATORS REALLY BE FEEDING ME TODAY

sorry mimei that was too much tension in a single glance not to be homoerotic

go shirasu-senpai!

wellll shit, rip zono and rip seidou

142 pitches???????? are they throwing out amahisa's arm imma fight

YO OKAY BUT DOES THIS MEAN INAJITSU VS ICHIDAI

"that wouldnt be any fun" uh you do realize you're talking about a person's physical health right audience member???

the. ace. is. not. the. only. player.

its okay this is the peanut gallery they dont matter in the long run

omg are the first years wearing their school uniform slacks

AWWWW TAKU OFFERED TO CARRY SAWAMURA'S BAG

taku always worried about everyone and sawamura looking rather nice actually

HLJSKFDHGD AMAHISA'S FACE LIGHTING UP AT EIJUN

omg was that a little bow eijun made at amahisa before moving on?

"something i want to ask you" are you boutta ask him out amahisa

im sorry i love eyes too much

and also! eijun getting the recognition he deserves!! buuuut from another team rip

cmon eijun he's trying to be nice tbh

lmao koushuu and shirakawa should meet... resting bitch face club 

"i've never seen kousei-san take interest in another pitcher" THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS TO UNPACK IN THIS STATEMENT

LMAO HE DID HE DID ASK FOR HIS LINE

my sonsssss

yes asada and kuki, be free! go move around!

asdkfh i just squee every time taku

and these lines on koushuu look so nice??

intense son

scremmm

he's so happy and fired up to see koushuu fired up im

wholeass Sons™

lmao koushuu getting mad for sawamura

my inexperience... yes kataoka

teito and inajitsu coaches lmao

500K rivals to fwb to lovers

ive always thought kunitomo's neck crack is so funny

UHHHHH CARLOSHIRA REALLY TOYING WITH MY HEART HERE

THIS IS NOT OKAY

IM NOT OKAY

mochi looking mighty fine in this shot

aw... ejun sitting alone....

just wanna say oda and kuroki very lesbian in the ED

preview

ooh mei batting

sawamura and furuya watching so intently!!

INUI KENGOOOOOO

aw... eijun turning to harucchi for support

oh man third years...

SUMMARY (7/16):

eijun DOUBLES!! 

rip seidou tho 

amahisa's eyes??? pretty??? 

ATTACC BY INAJITSU CAMEO 

taku offering to carry eijun's bag + serious senpai face 

careful amahisa your gay is showing 

koushuu mad on eijun's behalf lmao

inajitsu vs teito next!

7/23 LIVEBLOG:

ah yes, that tension-filled mimei look

CAN THEY STOP TESTING ME WITH CARLOSHIRA SCREENS

ooh this parallel of mei and mukai #1s

why does mei look so young at bat lmao

rather nice shot of mukai tbh

omg that tiny background akamatsu is adorable

WOW i love this shot

hell yeah mei kicking ass and taking names

boi... what you doin

KANETOU RIGHTS

kuraharu rights too!!

wow mochi's voice, never over it

BOI ARE THEY JUST SHOWING SHIPS LOOK AT MINORI

lookit mochi bein a good senpai

ooh eijun finally said no huh

mochi and harucchi look so concerned tbh i am too

mm and miyuki and furuya too huh

WHAT IS THIS BLEP STAHP

oowada always cracks me up lmao

esp when mine is so grave next to her

oh so mukai likes gambling? im not surprised lmaooo

INUI-SANNN I LOVE YOUUU

THE BOIIII

HE

H E

H I M S T

omg the way tetsu says carlos sounds all proud and im soft

PRETTY BOIS DOIN J O B S

GETTIN THAT BREAD

omg two RBIs too good job shirakawa!!!

omg im so glad mei encouraged itsuki

have i ever mentioned

inui x mukai RIGHTS

ESP THIS SEQUENCE OF MUKAI (AND INUI) PRACTICING

BOIIII

that toujou face... some toujou and mukai art i saw comes to mind

DAMN THE IMAGE WHEN INUI HITS IM WOW

also is carlos actually wearing his compression undershirt holy wow

he didnt used to at least

ANYWAY INUI DINGERRRRRRRRRRRRRR

HELL YAHHH

omg was that a little tiger next to inui SO CUTE

oh my god "mei-san mei-san" too cute

LMAO TOO LONG

MEI I SWEAR

yoo mei you okay there

SLOW MO BALL

okay why does he look so good please

OKAY WHY DOES HE LOOK SO GOOD PLEASE

do you know how many times i had to rewind for this screenshot

shirakawa also looks good frustrated fuckle

mei stop shakin off signs dammit

ooh nice akamatsu shot

seidou shares one (1) brain cell in this screen

much too short a game damn...

ive heard we were robbed of itsuki's blush??? cause hello i need catcher catcher goodness with him and inui

omg... they're literal children

SSLKDFHLSKDHGSSTOPPPPPPPPP

IM WEAK OKAY

I KNOW IT

I ACCEPT IT

HOW DAREMSTDVE

AND HIS V O I C E

WTFFFFFFFFFFFFF

hahaha anyway im just laughing at carlos being a momentary harada

"mei-san" !!!

mei x mukai... so chaotic

wow amahisa looks so nice???

lmao they really didnt HAVE to put harucchi in the bg when miyuki's talking to furuya but they DID

miyuki... looking at mei too long not to be homo there

eijun :c

oh man

that really hurt

the face of a SON tho

"so you are human after all" so many things i want to say about this

sawamura... doesn't seem to hold a grudge against furuya at all and honestly wow...

tho its def not furuya's fault i think thats a mark of him being pretty mature!

anyway im glad furuya wants to watch the video too

also nabe!!!!! i wonder how close eijun and nabe are and how many times eijun has bothered him for the videos haha

ochiai, a backup catcher... interesting

"he must overcome this on his own" do you know how many problems there are with this statement

yeah it wasnt fair

"for better or for worse" are you kidding

oh furusawa lmaoo

and nabe just patient over there

oh hello masayui and kanetou

anime fist clench

koushuu!!!

oh man miyuki introspection......... i know where this is going.........

appreciating sawamura's hard work and optimism!!!!!

HE IS READY DAMMIT

how many more times does he have to prove it to you

loveLY but also reused?

WOW IM EMOTIONAL ALL THESE MEMORIES...

ALSO THIS IS PRETTY DAMN GAY...

and the shadow of miyuki in the background... WOW

three months............. until the third years retire...........................................

im not okA Y............................

all the things this smile hides

preview

BOI YOU ALREADY PITCH THAT WELL

wow too many sons

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

BABY TAKUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

AND BABY KOUSHUU

END CARD WITH MANAGERS AAA CUTE

SUMMARY (7/26):

mei kicking ass and taking names 

mukai and his fooken BLEP 

PRETTY INAJITSU BOIS DOIN JOBS 

INUI DINGERRR 

inui/mukai rights 

mei + mukai actual CHILDREN 

carloshira stop attaccing sun challenge f a iled 

eijun @ harucchi :c 

three months... 

SEE YOU NEXT WEEK! 

[rather-impertinent]

Girl Next Door Chpt. 4

A/N: Hello friends! It’s been a fkn hot minute since I last wrote any fic, especially this one! I am now free from the clutches of university coursework and exams, and thought to celebrate by finally releasing this chapter! It’s a long one, hopefully it’s worth the wait! Thanks for all your patience, let me know what you all think, much love xo

“No. Rosina is a lovely girl, but I think she’d be lovely for someone else,” he said thoughtfully, a gentle smile on his face. Caroline’s intoxicated state meant that she could not smother a grin at this news. As Dwight fell asleep that night, he convinced himself that he had imagined her reaction. The door to his flat finally opened, he entered, immediately turned on the light and unbuttoned his coat. He was quickly followed by Caroline, whose white heel caught on the door frame. She swore and stumbled clumsily, before falling right into Dwight’s arms.

An utterly inebriated yet incredibly beautiful, young woman had just fallen into his arms, inside of his own flat, and Dwight didn’t know whether to thank the Lord or curse Him. She made no attempt to move and dangled limply.

“Caroline? You okay?”

She mumbled incoherently, and Dwight realised that she was probably blacking out. At first, he encouraged her to walk, but she complained in unintelligible groans about having sore feet and “fuzzy legs” so Dwight resorted to carrying her. She was ridiculously light, he discovered, barely weighing more than Julia after a Sunday roast.

He kicked open his bedroom door with the ball of his foot and entered sideways, holding Caroline securely, her mouth slack in sleep despite the short walk to the bedroom. Once inside the room, he pressed the light switch on with his nose and then gently placed Caroline onto the bed, careful not to wake her. He carefully removed her heeled shoes and put them on the floor beside the bed. With a slight smile and shake of the head at the now softly snoring girl on his bed, he covered her body with the navy duvet and left to fetch her a pint of water and some much-needed aspirin for the morning. He placed the tablets and water on the somewhat untidy table beside his bed before stealing one of his pillows and a pair of pyjama trousers to go sleep on the couch.

Caroline supposed that the light that shone on her face to rouse her from her dreams was that which people speak of when they die, such was the relentless throbbing in her head. She reached for the pint glass of water on the bedside table and popped two pills out the packet that had been placed beside it, hoping to relieve her horrific headache and the painful dryness of her throat. She shielded her mascara clogged eyes from the light flooding through a gap in the curtains, before it dawned on her that those were not her curtains, and this was not her flat. She panicked slightly before her nostrils caught a whiff of a familiar scent. She brought the dark duvet cover up to her nose and sniffed. Dwight. She was in Dwight’s flat. As she considered the implications of this, patchy memories from the previous night flooded back to her, and she groaned, knowing she likely made a complete twat of herself.

Before she had time to contemplate this further, she heard a soft tap at the door. She cleared her throat: “Yeah?”

“Morning. Are you awake?” Dwight’s voice sounded just as rough as her own.

Caroline thought the answer was obvious, but replied anyway, “yeah.”

“Mind if I come in?”

She gestured helplessly to herself, how could someone possibly be so polite? “It’s your room!”

Dwight came in then, smiling but looking a little worse for wear, like he’d just finished a gruelling night shift. He was huddling two steaming cups of tea as he sat down on the bed, quickly handing one to Caroline. “How are you feeling?” he asked, a little smile on his face as he examined her tired eyes. “I didn’t know how you liked your tea, so I just guessed.”

Caroline accepted the mug with an amused expression and brought it to her lips, hoping it would return her voice. “Well,” she began, still croaking slightly, “when I woke up I genuinely thought I had died and ended up in Hell.” She took another glug of her tea, which was made perfectly with two sugars and a small splash of milk.

They both winced as Dwight’s laugh pierced their sharp headaches. “Ah, your first vodka hangover. Brutal. Now, no doubt, you hate me!”

She chuckled and met his tired gaze. “Now, no doubt, I hate you.” It was curious, thought Dwight, that a declaration of hate had managed to suck all of the air from the room. They hid their smiles behind their respective cups before Caroline examined her mug in dismay. “This is the most boring mug I’ve ever seen; it’s literally just white. Don’t you have any fun ones?”

Dwight’s brows furrowed in confusion as he took in the genuine dissatisfaction on her face. “What? Why would I need to have a ‘fun mug’? You just drink coffee out of it! Besides, I rarely get a chance to drink coffee out of an actual mug for a start; it’s usually shitty paper cups from the hospital vending machine!”

She scoffed and pointed at the offending mug. “Oh, live a little, Dwight! It’s the simple things that make life count!”

He laughed in disbelief, “Says you – who probably grew up in some fancy mansion in the countryside somewhere and had more money than God!” Her mouth fell open, and Dwight’s eyes widened in panic. Shit. He’s offended her and ruined everything, and now she’ll never speak to him again and – his thoughts were halted by a pillow whacking him in the face, causing some of his tea to spill on his tartan pyjama trousers.

“Fuck off, Dwight!” Caroline laughed. “I don’t live there now, and I don’t really have any money at the moment,” Her chin was held aloft in defiance, “I was just trying to give you some friendly advice about your shit cups!” He returned her smirk at this. “I’d give you some of mine, but they’re all of pugs… Oh, shit! My keys!” She whined, covering her face with her hand. “Ugh, I’ll have to go to the pub and get them, wearing the same clothes as last night and smelling like a fucking distillery, oh my G–“

A loud jingle in front of her face caused the end of her sentence to catch in her throat. “You have my keys?!” she exclaimed, an impressed smirk appearing on her face.

Dwight nodded and returned her smile, continuing to jingle the cluster of metal and pug keyrings. “Yep. I walked down to the pub earlier to get them, I know the owner really well. Besides, one of the disadvantages of being a doctor is that you don’t ever really manage to get much sleep, no matter how hungover and tired you are!” He chuckled, dropping the keys into her open hand.

“Thank you,” Caroline said sincerely, clasping her long fingers around the bundle of keys, meeting his gaze. She regarded him with amusement and raised an eyebrow in challenge at him, “I wonder how I could repay your noble deed, Dr Enys?”

“Maybe you could give me your phone number?” Oh, Christ. He did not just say that. Those words did not just come out of his mouth. He must still be dreaming; this is a nightmare. Or it’s true; alcohol kills the brain. All his brain cells must be dead for him to have blurted that out. What a twat. “Errr, I mean in case you ever lose your–“

She held up her hand, laughing at his lack of composure and the blush that coloured his cheeks. “Sure, why not?” she shrugged nonchalantly, while almost snatching his mobile out of his hand to enter her number. She entered it quickly and handed his phone back to him. “Test it to make sure I entered it right.” He nodded, thinking it was a smart idea – when really, she just wanted to have his number, too. Her phone lit up, displaying an unknown caller. “Great, it worked. I’ll just save your number, too.” She displayed her new contact ‘Dr Enys’ in confirmation.

He grinned and shook his head. He opened his mouth to ask her something when his phone rang so loudly it caused them both to jump. He noted the caller and excused himself without making any effort to vacate the room or even move off the bed.

“Morning,” he chirped.

“Afternoon, more like,” laughed Demelza. She cleared her throat overdramatically and waited. “So? Spill it.”

Dwight glanced involuntarily at Caroline, who pretended to text someone while he spoke on the phone. “What are you talking about?”

Demelza huffed impatiently. “What happened after the pub last night?” she drawled suggestively.

Again, he glanced at Caroline, hoping she couldn’t hear this. “Nothing.”

“Dwight! You better be kidding!” Demelza accused with a whine, and Dwight could hear Ross groan beside her on the couch.

“Give me the phone, love,” Dwight heard Ross instruct her. There was a moment’s pause. “Dwight, it’s Ross,” he croaked, his throat still burning from the near entire bottle of whisky he drank the previous night. “Listen, mate, do you actually mean to tell me you left the pub with not one but two beautiful women–“ Demelza slapped his bicep “–on your arm, and you didn’t even shag one of them?!”

“Yep,” he confirmed sardonically, slightly annoyed at their attempted interference in his sex life.

“Oh, for fuck sake,” Ross groaned, squishing his eyes together, “you were right, Dem: he likes her. He likes Caroline. That’s why he couldn’t shag Rosina. Why are you always right about these things?” Demelza’s excited shriek pierced Dwight’s ears, and she snatched the phone from her husband.

“I fucking knew it!” she gloated. “When did this start?”

Dwight looked at Caroline, who was staring absently at her phone, likely scrolling through social media, or so he hoped. “I really don’t have any idea what you’re talking about,” he said through gritted teeth.

There was a moment of silence. “Why are you acting so weird? You normally tell me everything. Wait. Is– is she there right now? Cough once for yes and twice for no.” He coughed once. “Ooh, alright, we’ll continue this conversation another time,” she taunted, a smile colouring her tone, a tone that suggested that she would not forget to bring this up again. “Oh, by the way, tell Caroline I got her a job at the café.”

Dwight’s annoyance melted, and he smiled. “You did?! When?”

Ross linked his fingers through Demelza’s, and she giggled. “Yesterday, I texted John about 30 seconds after she asked for a glass of Moet. I like a girl with taste. Plus, I like her. She’s really funny, and lovely.”

“She is, isn’t she?” he agreed, before quickly clearing his throat. Demelza chuckled in victory. “Alright, I’ll tell her, thanks, Dem.” At this, Caroline’s head popped up from her phone, her face curious. “Bye!”

Caroline stared at Dwight as he placed his phone by her blanket feet. “Was that Demelza?” she asked innocently, knowing full well it was.

“Yeah, she says she got you a job at the café!”

Caroline spilt some of the tea on Dwight’s duvet as she happy-danced in celebration of her new job. “Sorry,” she mumbled as she tried to wipe it up with her hand, only spreading it further. 

“It’s OK, don’t worry about it. They’re due a wash anyways. Well done on the job! I’ll give you Dem’s number so you two can sort out a start date. What do you say we get you a celebratory breakfast that will simultaneously cure your hangover?”

Caroline shrugged. “Oh, Demelza already gave me her number last night. She’s so nice!” Dwight smiled in agreement. She sipped what remained of her tea, “What did you have in mind for breakfast?”

He stood up and placed his hand over his heart. “A waffle sandwich, the breakfast of champions,” he announced.

Caroline’s face contorted in disgust. “A waffle sandwich?”

Her expression caused Dwight’s face to fall. Thinking she must have misunderstood him, he elaborated: “Yeah. Like, potato waffles on a sandwich. It’s delicious. Have you never had one?”

Her laugh came out in a high-pitched tone. She threw the duvet cover off and gestured dramatically to her flawless, hourglass figure. “Does this look like the body of a woman who eats potatoes between slices of bread? I think I just gained half a stone thinking about it!”

Dwight managed not to allow his gaze to linger on her slender form. “Oh, come on. Did you not just tell me to live a little? You should take your own advice!”

Caroline narrowed her blue eyes at him and bit the inside of her cheek, considering the throbbing in her head. “You promise it will cure my hangover?”

“I promise,” he said, offering her his hand.

She took his offer of assistance and bent down to get her shoes. “Well, alright, then. But first I need to go home, shower and get changed. I should probably go pick up Horace from Mrs Figg, too. Can you wait half an hour?”

He could wait, and as soon as she left, he began to tidy his flat; washing the dishes and putting a small load of laundry on, tea-soaked bed covers included. Just as he was about to sit down, his phone pinged.

Caroline 12:11pm Hi! Sorry for taking ages, I had to sit down in the shower! Hangovers are the worst. I’m finally ready, but Horace is at my heels, is it okay if he comes too? X He’s really friendly. Plus, how can you say no to this little face? X

That was a cute little face, Dwight had to admit.

Dwight 12:11pm Of course Horace can come too x

Less than a minute later, she appeared at his door, wearing an oversized white woollen jumper and pink pug pyjama trousers while being draped in a fleece blanket. Horace growled at Dwight and stepped in front of Caroline.

Dwight laughed at her appearance and stepped aside to let her in, “You look comfy!”

“Oh, I am!” she confirmed with a grin as she entered.

He closed the door behind her and locked it. “What are those?” He asked, pointing to the bag of small, orange balls that dangled from her left hand.

She held them up and gave them a small shake. “They’re clearly oranges.”

He blinked slowly and let out a sigh, “I can see that but why?”

“Why not?” she asked, a tad indignant. “They have vitamin C and stuff, right? Plus, I need something to balance out all the carbs you’re forcing me to eat!”

“As a doctor, I can indeed confirm that oranges do have vitamin C.” She rolled her eyes. “Well, we may be hungover, but at least we won’t contract scurvy!”

Caroline groaned and swung the bag of tangerines at his side. “Oh, my God, stop! I can’t bear your terrible doctor jokes. If you don’t put a film on in the next ten seconds, Horace and I are leaving,” she teased, her nose aloft. Horace yapped in agreement, quite ready to leave right now, and continued to glare at the doctor man who had recently distracted his mum.

Dwight held his hands up in defeat. “Alright, alright. I’m sorry. No more shit jokes! What do you want to watch?”

Caroline hummed as she considered this and sat herself down on the beige sofa. She swept her feet up before encouraging Horace to jump up and join her. “Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire,” she answered, almost automatically.

Dwight’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, and he placed his hand on his hips as he eyed the popular DVD boxset on the bookshelf. “The Goblet of Fire? Why?”

She looked at him as though the answer was obvious. “It’s the best one,” she announced with certainty, carefully smoothing Horace’s wrinkled brow.

He hung his head and shook it slowly, unable to process this information. “You’ve got to be kidding!” he insisted, “The Chamber of Secrets is the best. The Goblet of Fire isn’t even in my top 3!” The toaster pinged, signalling that the four potato waffles were at their peak crispiness.

Caroline glanced past Dwight and into the kitchen. “Well, then, why don’t you get my promised hangover cure and I’ll put The Goblet of Fire on and explain to you why you are wrong?” She batted her eyelids and smiled sweetly at him, and Dwight found himself doing her bidding.

“Are you always so demanding?” he called over his shoulder as he walked into the kitchen.

“I’m afraid so!” She called back, smiling, not in the least bit sorry.

As he busied himself in the kitchen buttering some slices of bread, Caroline noticed some piles of paper on the coffee table as she crossed the room to fetch the DVD off the shelf. She placed the disk into the side of the large TV – which hung on the wall – and made her way back to the sofa, where Horace remained seated, sulking.  Her curiosity getting the better of her, she pried at the documents on the table: several folders with titles she could barely understand, charts, graphs, something about insulin.

“Oh, sorry about all of that,” he said as he came back into the room, placing their sandwiches down on an uncovered part of the coffee table. “It’s for work; I’m going away on Friday.” He offered her a sandwich before gathering his notes and putting them to one side.

Her heart fluttered oddly at his announcement, and she accepted the proffered brunch with a degree of hesitation. “Away? Where?” She finally took a small bite, and then another, and another.

“Boston. I’m attending a medical conference; I’ll be there for about two weeks.” He had said so casually, negating to tell her that he was, in fact, a guest speaker on account of his pioneering research into type 2 diabetes.

Two weeks was a long time, she thought. “Impressive!” He couldn’t tell if she was genuinely impressed or mocking him. “But you’ll miss my first day in the café, when I win over the hearts of millions with my coffee making skills!” She continued to devour the carb-loaded sandwich, annoyed that she genuinely liked it.

Dwight observed this and chuckled in victory, not even feeling the need to comment. He reached for a tangerine on the table and flicked it up in the air with his wrist before catching it again. “Hm, yeah, I’m sorry. You’ll have to make me one when I get back.” He rested his feet on the table and settled back into the sofa, press play on the DVD remote.

Caroline smirked as she chewed her sandwich, “I’ll see if I can fit into my schedule.”

[princefan046]

Song Poom Poom Artist: Prince Album: Crystal Ball Released: 1998

Poom Poom is the third track on the third disc of Prince’s 20th album Crystal Ball which was released in 1998.  In 1998, Prince created virtual liner notes for the Crystal Ball collection. He says the song Poom Poom was only made for fun:

“Never intended 4 any album, just a funny track 2 make a female laugh – What yo name is? All sounds by Prince (symbol)” ~Prince 

The slang Poom Poom or Pum Pum has many different connotations. In Jamaica, it can mean bum/butt or sex in general.  The slang means different things to different people. Most interpret the slang or use it to refer female genitalia. Whatever the case Prince liked the term so much he created an entire song about it just to make a woman laugh.

The lyrics are straight comedy and poke fun of the things people say to get what they want:

“4:58 and I’m hard straight Licorice and goldenseal is all I ate If you were here I wouldn’t masturbate Wishing I was kin to your PoomPoom”

Click here to enjoy the Poom Poom mp3 download!

Princevault.com says the track was actually released and copy written in 1995.

“The track was premiered in The New Power Generation Stores in London and Minneapolis on 7 June 1995 to celebrate Prince’s 37th birthday. The song was copyrighted at the Library of Congress on 25 August 1995.”

Poom Poom Lyrics:

What am I going to do?! PoomPoom PoomPoom PoomPoom PoomPoom PoomPoom PoomPoom Poom

4:57 with you on the mind I’m craving you so much shit, I crave you all the time Sweet chemistry we got My blood’s running so hot Every time I think about the PoomPoom

PoomPoom I can’t stop thinking about you (PoomPoom) Every day and night, girl (PoomPoom) PoomPoom I can’t stop thinking about you (PoomPoom) (PoomPoom)

4:58 and I’m hard straight Licorice and goldenseal is all I ate If you were here I wouldn’t masturbate Wishing I was kin to your PoomPoom

Hey little shorty, what your name is? Catching all this wreck in the music biz How’d you get that body my crew be macking? How’d you get dem eyes? Dem all you lashes? Honey, you number to on my chart Before you get to one, you got to audition: You got yo audition for the part (Boom) Now what’s your doctor’s name? (PoomPoom)

[Verse 4] 4:59, huh, could you be so kind To tick a little faster so I could, so I could, so I could find (Tick-tock [x4]) A better way to spend this precious, this precious time Than occupying my mind with the PoomPoom Thinking about your PoomPoom Oh no, can’t stop thinking about you (PoomPoom) (Hold it right there, shorty) Every day and night, girl (PoomPoom) (Don’t you move now – what your name is?) What am I going to do? (PoomPoom) (What your ame is?) What am I going to do? (you looking good to me) Yeah! (PoomPoom) (Catching all this wreck) Yeah, what am I going to do? (PoomPoom) (you little ass) I can’t stop, I can’t stop, I can’t stop thinking about your PoomPoom (PoomPoom) (Is that all your hair, girl? you know you look good) Ooh, ooh! (PoomPoom) (Gimme your name, what your name is?) (PoomPoom) (Well then fuck you then) PoomPoom PoomPoom PoomPoom PoomPoom PoomPoom PoomPoom Poom [x4]

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The Song Prince Recorded Just to Make a Woman Laugh Song Poom Poom Artist: Prince Album: Crystal Ball Released: 1998 Poom Poom is the third track on the third disc of Prince's 20th album Crystal Ball which was released in 1998.  

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Ermanda’s Inner Sanctum: Scorpion 4.06 “Queen Scary”

This episode epitomized my outlook on season 4 as a reset embedded with nostalgic parallels.  The holiday episodes are always very impactful and this one doesn’t disappoint!  We see almost 40% of the episode before the first commercial break!  The opening scenes felt reminiscent of season 1.  I also like that we are seeing more locations and are introduced to the team’s friends outside of work.  Even though things start and end in the garage, it is a nice change and improvement from previous seasons in my opinion.  I really liked episode 4.03 Grow a Deer, A Female Deer, but this is one has become my favorite of the season so far.  Maybe it’s because I am really excited about these Waige developments and Toby and Cabe.  Let’s talk about these things, shall we?! 

Cabe & the Quintis Tag Team 

It's a coincidence that I mentioned Cabe and Toby's similarities in my last review.  Now, the comment on their relationship feels right on time with what is brewing between them in light of Cabe's legal troubles.  Happy and Cabe established a special relationship last season which served as a contributor to Happy’s ongoing EQ growth.  This growth helps her to recognize Cabe’s identity crisis and proposition Toby to help him as a behaviorist and a friend.  Quintis working together, tag-teaming to reach out to Cabe, is reflective of a dynamic that isn't new but is becoming more prominent now that they are married.  They have these small discussions leading to one or both of them mobilizing whatever efforts are required for the moment.  The end scene between Toby and Cabe is a reversal of the same that existed between Happy and Cabe.  It places Toby in a more serious role with someone other than Happy.  I appreciated their connection in season 2.  Now that it is here again… I WANT MORE!!!  ¡Dámelo!  Many Toby fans in this fandom, including myself, are really eager to see the character in a multi-episode arc that separates him from the comedic relief, caring husband, and supportive friend roles into something that is more personalized and influences the other arcs in which he is involved (e.g., Baby Quintis, financial struggles).  I am also eager to learn more about Cabe’s past and see him shed this hardened exterior while he processes the charges, the trial, and possible prison time!  

Walter’s EQ Musical Adventure 

W: So you like it when people communicate their emotions through music? 

P: It’s like the electromagnetic field today. We couldn’t feel it, but it affected us. I don’t know… there’s something special about a power you can’t see but you can feel. Music is like that. It can be an unadulterated expression of truth. And that’s why I wish you’d just given it a chance, Walter. 

This scene has me all in my feelings dagflabbit!  It is obvious that Walter is still learning the importance of indulging Paige’s interests even if they do not appeal to him.  If you have been paying attention, music has been used as a point of reference for Waige already, prepping us for this new development.  Walter plans to understand music to write a song for Paige!  And I have one request... DON'T LET THE SONG BE GOOFY!!!  If my memory serves me correctly (and correct me if I'm wrong), every song ever sung on this show has been goofy.  There's the impromptu cadence of "Don't Go Breaking My Heart" from 2.14 Sun of a Gun, Toby's wacky engagement song for Happy from 2.24 Toby or Not Toby, and "Dem Bones" as Walter's song suggestion for Quintis' first dance as a married couple in 3.21 Rock Block.  And do I really have to explain "Everything Is Absolutely Genius?!"  I think you get the point! 😂😂😂  The idea of Walter successfully writing a heartfelt ballad to which Paige can relate will give us WAIGE FEELS TO THE MAX!!! 😍😍🙌🏾💙💙💙🙌🏾😍😍  Then again... 

This plan showcases Walter's improving ability to apply emotional guidance in real time once again.  I am reminded of his brief Shakespeare performance in 2.11 The Old College Try where he was able to express emotion through acting even though he didn't relate to it.  He watched Shakespeare videos all day to prepare for his role as an acting coach during a mission.  We see this as well last Halloween (3.06 Bat Poop Crazy) where he uses Paige's feelings about family to aid during his immigration audit with Happy.  The moment also shows why his plans to win Paige via intellect never worked last year.  He tried to appeal to her better nature through means to which she did not relate and disregarded advice to the contrary.  So I am EXTREMELY EXCITED to see where this goes!  I hope it even turns into a collaborative task where the team, minus Paige, learns about his plan through some impromptu means (e.g., handwritten song lyrics on his desk, practicing with his guitar) and gives pointers for comedic effect!  Who knows?!  This song could be so successful that it becomes their "song"!!!  The eventual moment could be so awesome that it beats the end Waige scene of 2.15 Da Bomb as my all-time favorite! 😍😍😍💙💙💙😍😍😍  ¡VAMOS WALTER!  ¡Sí se puede!  ¡Dánoslo!  

Drabbles…

Walter knows exactly what he’s doing… trying to act like he’s keeping time with the music to cover listening to a lecture on his phone. Tsk, tsk, tsk…

I really like Paige’s blouse!

Sly: What the hades?! 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

Toby and Sly are cracking me up with the profiling prep for jury selection! 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

Ferret Bueller is back!!! Oh 👀 Happy is developing wearable tech and using Ferret Bueller to test its efficiency! Yay! This is totally in line with how the geniuses mobilize their talents towards a very important goal. In fact, you could say that they are very motivated to develop innovative things when inspired by a very pressing matter (e.g., Walter working on a rocket to fund research to help Megan; the team donating their paychecks to help him when her condition worsens; teaching Ralph new skills).

Dave Blakely (as Walter walks down the stairs): Now, I need your team to help me prove, or disprove, the existence of ghosts!  Walter (walking back up the stairs): They don’t exist. Disproven. I will send you our bill. 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂💀

Toby before the numbers… “I don’t like this idea.”  Toby after learning the job pays $20K… “Let’s catch some ghosts!” 👀😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

All the Scooby-Doo references… 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂🙌🏾

Notice how Walter defaults to Happy first when he’s trying to make a logical point. #Wappy 😉

Toby grabbing Happy’s hand during the perceived paranormal event… 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

Walter, how you gonna throw shade from the garage when you ain’t even there?! 😒 He is in so much trouble with Paige. 👀😂😂😂

Cabe and his habitat suggestions for FB…poor Cabe 😢😢😢

Oh lordt! Walter makes things worse with his acknowledgement of wrongdoing… *facepalm*

Toast crusters joke… 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂💀💀

The FollowShip representative is the new “Not Good” Happy. 😂😂😂😂😂

I am confused about the connection of these multiple extension cords.

Producer Dave is a hoot! 😂😂😂

I’m with Paige. Why does everyone look at her weird when she knows something? I mean, she’s only been working with you guys for the past 3.5 years! 👀 She has her moments. Let her have them! 🙌🏾

Happy beating the barrel top… 😍😍😍😍

Where did Paige get her idea? Flow dynamics lecture that she listened on her own time. Ooh BURN!!! How you like dem apples, Walter?! 😂

Did anyone notice that the stain on Sly’s shoulder is different towards the end of the mission? #gaffe Lol! 😉😂

Walter the Halfshirt… 😂😂😂😂😂😂 But real talk, only 25% of his shirt was ripped off so maybe he is more appropriately “Walter the Quartershirt.” 😂😂😂

I like how the Halloween song was incorporated into their “save the world” plans! Now Toby agrees that it’s Wolfman! 😂😂😂😂😂😂

That “Ghost Grabbers” pilot tho… 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂💀💀

These Halloween costume ideas are totally “Scorpion on a budget” inspired! Sylvester Dodd, Esq. is the devil’s advocate, Happy is a sad sack (that still turns Toby on #KinkyQuintis), Toby is a ceiling fan since he loves them so much, and Waige is going as Rock n’ Roll with Walter holding a rock and Paige holding a dinner roll! 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂💀💀 So funny!

Maybe Walter needs to take his cue from Ralph since Ralph knows what he’s doing to appeal to his love interest, Patty Logan. Ralph’s costume is quite awesome! Early bird gets the worm! 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

It’s official! It doesn’t matter what Happy wears or doesn’t wear. Toby will forever be turned on!!! 😍😍😍😍💚💚💚😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

Is it just me or is Paige and Walter the wearer of blue pastels, or just blue hues for that matter? #wardrobeclues 💙💙💙 Btw, I am still waiting on a ship phrase, guys! I haven’t come up with a good one yet! Quintis is to “The Mighty Love Oak” as Waige is to… ??

Hello Quintis tag team! I love it! 😍💚😍💚😍💚😍💚😍

375 IQ points is in relation to Sly and Ralph. Happy needing to drive them makes sense, but Paige and Walter in tow as well. Maybe Happy is technically driving so that Walter and Paige can be together since Toby has been left behind to talk to Cabe. Or they’re probably going in two vehicles to the event. Ignore me… I’m just rambling at this point! 😂

Toby and Cabe are making me cry! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 GIVE ME MORE!!!

[dramallamadingdang]

Lotsa replies

Figured I’d better do ‘em before I get absorbed in writing up this tutorial thing...

These go back a ways because I’ve been, as usual, lazy/preoccupied. :) They’re for @esotheria-sims, @maybesomethingdunno, @nerianasims, @penig, @holleyberry, @plumbobsquareface (who has an awesome username), @immerso-sims, @eulaliasims, @lisac-h, @mustluvcatz-reloaded, @sim-boo, @acquiresimoleons, @pensblr, @didilysims, annnnnnnnd @mrningbrd...

Geez, I need to not put off doing these like this... And I should probably split this up, but...meh.

esotheria-sims replied to your post “So, um....”

Well, with an introduction like this, even if I *weren't* interested in the stuff you have to offer (spoiler alert: I am), I'd still be curious to see what it is at the very least. :) Some of those old Pandorasims sets (if those are what you were referring to here) could definitely use better textures.

Yup, some of the stuff is from Pandorasims, indeed. And from xxxsims. Slig did some nice recolors of some of the latter’s stuff, at least, but I want to high-res ‘em a bit and do some different colors for my own uses. The Pandora stuff, though? Needs serious help. I mean, I get that the textures for these items were probably not the main attraction and all, but...well, such things are important to me. :) I want my game to look nice even if no one sees this particular aspect of it but me. And I imagine storytellers would want better-looking textures, too, for pics/videos.

maybesomethingdunno replied to your post “So, um....”

Generally speaking, I feel like if you want to create something (whether it's Sims content, a story, or a goofy sketch), then create it. When it comes to Sims content, there's always someone who'll download and appreciate the content. Simmers are a diverse breed with a wild assortment of stories, hoods, and gameplay needs/desires. So on the heels of "If you want to make it, make it" is "If you want to share what you've made, share it." Kinky Sims for all! :D

*high five* Yeah, I know what you mean and that’s generally my attitude, too. This stuff, however, was going to be just for me, but then I got to thinking about how there’s a dearth of nice-looking stuff of this type and...Well, I can do something about that. I think, anyway. We’ll see, with some of the stuff. But, due to the more sensitive nature of this kind of stuff...Well, I second-guess. :)

nerianasims replied to your post “So, um....”

I'm interested and have no need to be anon about it. (Also grr 50 Shades times a million, such a horrible example and SO badly written to boot.)

OMG, don’t even get me started. I mean, OK, yeah, the whole thing sort of normalized mine and my husband’s lifestyle a little bit which on the one hand might be a good thing....but on the other hand, it didn’t do it right. Even if it was well-written (which it totally isn’t; it was a bad Twilight fanfic that was obviously written by someone who’d never had even remotely kinky sex, much less any contact with real people who practice BDSM), it portrayed an abusive relationship, not the sort of thing real people who are into this sort of thing practice. Just...ugh. Awful, awful thing. >:(

penig replied to your photo “Owen has…interesting…jammies.  And, like Aaron when he was a kid, Owen...”

What pervert even made those in a kid's size?

Skell, I think. I think it’s part of her repository project. I don’t think it’s necessarily perverted, though, especially not in game context. I mean, if you go by the speech bubbles, kids regularly talk about sex with their parents/siblings at the dinner table in the game. :) But even if that wasn’t the case...Well, kids will wear or have or do inappropriate things that they don’t know are inappropriate. They just think it’s pretty or something. Like, in this case, I imagine Owen likes those jammie pants just because they have purple hearts on them. He’s purple, so he likes purple things. :) He has no idea what they mean, and his parents probably think it’s funny. Because they’re that way.

holleyberry replied to your photo “Do you think she adores him? I think she adores him. He, of course, is...”

What's a Gilsbruty to do?

Not much, apparently. *grumble* CERTAINLY NOT PROCREATE! *glares at Simon and wills him to pass on his genes, dammit!*

plumbobsquareface replied to your post “Were-Klingons! Actually, wouldn't that be a nice idea for a default...”

i'm so glad to see other simers that are also into star trek :')

Ohhhhh, I’m a big huge honking dorky Trek nerd. Even published a fanzine, back in the day, was heavily involved in Usenet newsgroups in the early days of the internet and was staff on one of the big-at-the-time forums when such things came to be. I’m not in the fandom per se anymore at all for various reasons, but I’ll always watch the shows and read fanfic and that sort of thing. (DS9 is my fave. TOS will always have a special place in my heart, of course, but most of my Trekker heart belongs to DS9. :) )

immerso-sims replied to your photo “Aaron GilsCarbo, dancing like the nerd he is.”

Dem pink sandals tho ;)

Aren’t they precious? He actually aged into the outfit all by his little self and the pink sandals just sort of define him. That and the surfer hair. :)

maybesomethingdunno replied to your photo “This is Josephine. Young, pregnant with an unknown number of babies,...”

Next she will become addicted to Sim cat nip :P

...And then she’ll be in and out of rehab for the rest of her life. Such a sad, sad tale of woe. :)

lisac-h replied to your photo “Aaron rolled up a want for that “I was abducted by aliens”...”

Mark Twain saw Worf and said, "Werewolf!"

He did, didn’t he? HAH! :D God, it’s been forever since I’ve watched TNG. It’s not my favorite of the shows, but I should give it a rewatch one of these days...

eulaliasims replied to your post “Oh, God, it’s the 10 questions meme again!”

I would add an evil laughter gif here, but Tumblr won't let me, so you'll have to imagine it. :P Yeah, it can be surprisingly hard to find historical fiction that isn't focused on romance sometimes. I don't mind some, but when it seems to take over the rest of the story... meh. That's what I read fanfic for. And now I have the Ride of the Valkyries in my head too, but at least it's not Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer again.

It’s not that I can’t deal with ANY romance in historical fiction. I can if it makes sense within the story and the real history because, hey, these were real people and they fell in love and had relationships and all that. One of my favorite books (The Sunne in Splendour, by Sharon Kay Penman) is about Richard III, and a chunk of the 1000-page plot is about the relationship between him and his eventual wife and what impact that had on him as a person which in turn affected what kind of king he was, and that’s all good. But then there are those that are set in, say, Henry VIII’s court and it’s all thinly-veiled trashy romance novel tripe. (Yes, Philippa Gregory, I’m looking at you.) If I want that, I’ll sit and watch The Tudors, for God’s sake because ooh! Really hot men, gayness, AND boobies, yay! :) I’d rather read about about how that court really was. I mean, it was intriguing enough without having to pruriently sex it up. :p 

Geez, this is my “ragging on popular books” post, apparently. :) And you’re welcome for Ride of the Valkyries. *evil* It is now, thankfully out of my head.

mustluvcatz-reloaded replied to your post “Oh, God, it’s the 10 questions meme again!”

I'm half tempted to answer your questions just because they're so NOT about the sims, but I may be too lazy to right now, lol.

You should do it! I want to know what brand of TP you use! :)

acquiresimoleons replied to your photo “Aaron got his wish to grow up, ‘cuz, y’know, it’s not like it’s...”

I never could work out how to make a restaurant run properly either.

The “secret” is to run them with as few employees as possible. Especially at first. Because they will suck out all the money you make and more. So, you either have to have the owner do all the functions (Host(ess), cook, waitstaff) -- which you can do at first because you won’t have a lot of customers until the place levels up to at least Level 3 -- OR you have to use slave labor family members to fill the roles. 

Also, having a limited menu of items that don’t require a lot of cooking skill is necessary, unless/until your cook levels up. Otherwise customers will end up with a lot of burnt meals, which lowers loyalty and makes it harder to get stars and level-ups and all that.

acquiresimoleons replied to your photo “And Owen, Arcadia’s other alien sprog, grew up, too. He looks like a...”

His face kinda scares me ��

It’s the eyes. They’re creepy. But it’s what the PT who spawned him has, so...

sim-boo replied to your photo “Simon being macho… …and, afterwards, not so macho. :) And that’s it...”

R u saying bubble baths arent macho?

Well, anything that a macho man does becomes macho, right? :) But, traditionally? Not so much, no. :)

didilysims replied to your photoset “Simon taught Suzy to roll over….and then cleaned up an ocean of dog...”

Wow, that's more pee than I'd think would fit inside that little dog!

*laugh* Well, it is two dogs’ worth of pee. :) And one of them is a big dog. They just both chose the same pee spot. Right by the front door, of course. *eye roll*

pensblr replied to your photo “Nekkid treadmilling. Saves on laundry.”

*laughs* Just imagine how unfortunate it would be if sims experienced the real life pain of falling on a treadmill...while naked.

I know! I have visions of dangly bits caught in the mechanism, and OW! :) That’s totally a bad kind of ow, too.

mrningbrd replied to your photo “Oh, Benny. Benny, Benny, Benny… Of course, it happened right after...”

tell simon i can relate. this happened the other night at 4 am. my condolences

Oh, God, you poor thing. My dogs at home in Colorado are constantly having skunk encounters lately, apparently. (I’m not there, at the moment, but the ranch hands report in regularly. :) ) It didn’t used to be so bad, but apparently there’s a skunk population explosion in the nearby area...

[berniesrevolution]

This is one of the most sensational political upsets of our time. Theresa May – a wretched dishonest excuse of a politician, don’t pity her – launched a general election with the sole purpose of crushing opposition in Britain. It was brazen opportunism, a naked power grab: privately, I’m told, her team wanted the precious “bauble” of going down in history as the gravediggers of the British Labour party. Instead, she has destroyed herself. She is toast.

She has just usurped David Cameron as the “worst ever prime minister on their own terms” (before Cameron, it had been a title held by Lord North since the 18th century). Look at the political capital she had: the phenomenal polling lead, almost the entire support of the British press, the most effective electoral machine on Earth behind her. Her allies presented the Labour opposition as an amusing, eccentric joke that could be squashed like a fly that had already had its wings ripped off. They genuinely believed they could get a 180-seat majority. She will leave No 10 soon, disgraced, entering the history books filed under “hubris”.

But, before a false media narrative is set, let me put down a marker. Yes, the Tory campaign was a shambolic, insulting mess, notable only for its U-turns, a manifesto that swiftly disintegrated, robotically repeated mantras that achieved only ridicule. But don’t let media commentators – hostile to Labour’s vision – pretend that the May calamity is all down to self-inflicted Tory wounds.

This was the highest turnout since 1997, perhaps the biggest Labour percentage since the same year – far eclipsing Tony Blair’s total in 2005. Young and previous non-voters came out in astonishing numbers, and not because they thought, “Ooh, Theresa May doesn’t stick to her promises, does she?” Neither can we reduce this to a remainer revolt. The Lib Dems threw everything at the despondent remainer demographic, with paltry returns. Many Ukip voters flocked to the Labour party.

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[rykeranders]

Riding Music or Club Music

Optional Task 04 - July 3, 2019

Grind With Me    Pretty Ricky

“Baby grind on me. Relax your mind take your time on me. Let me get deeper shorty ride on me. Now come and sex me till your body gets weak.”

Pretty Girl    Moncada

“Love it when I'm making you weak and I ain't stopping till I hear you scream. Everything I'm doing to you is everything from your wildest dreams.”

Dem Jeans    Chingy

“I don't mean to be rude but I like the way you move. Got your boy in the mood let's go back to my Jacuzz'. I ain't like them other fools got to play by my rules. Face down, ass up, pants off, look (ooh).”

Pour Some Sugar On Me    Def Leppard

“Little miss innocent sugar me, yeah, yeah. Give a little more take a bottle, shake it up break the bubble, break it up. Pour some sugar on me oh, in the name of love pour some sugar on me. C'mon, fire me up pour your sugar on me. I can't get enough. I'm hot, sticky sweet. from my head to my feet.”

The Joker    The Steve Miller Band

“You're the cutest thing that I ever did see I really love your peaches. Want to shake your tree.”

U and Dat    E-40 ft T-pain

“You need to be down with a pimp like me. I ain't turning down nothing but my collar, you see. I'm a leave you with my number; you should holler at me. 'Cause I'm a baller; can't nobody hustle harder than me.”

I Just Wanna    Elijah Blake

"I just wanna get fucked up with you. I admit it when I said I came to kick it, girl, I was lyin, I want you now I need you now I gotta hit that shit somehow.”

Drop It Low    Ester Dean Ft. Lil Wayne

“Can't stop staring at that body, put my hands on your body, you sexy for sho. You the real deal kinda hottie, come and ride in my Bugatti, girl go drop it low.”

I Wanna Fuck You    Akon

“Girl I, spend money like it don't mean nothin'. An' besides I got a thing for you. I see you windin' n' grindin' up on that pole I know you see me lookin' at you, and you already know I wanna fuck you.”

Privacy    Chris Brown

“I need your body in ways that you don't understand, but I'm losing my patience. 'Cause we've been going over and over again. Girl, I just wanna take you home and get right to it.”

KP    Bout To Go Down

“We could take it to the crib right now. Ima give you what you want right now. Take another drink put you on the sink and do you all night long.”

She Bad    DJ Bob & Fabobeatz

“She know how to work it on the pole girl I'm feeling you. Show um that you got it you the hottest in the building. She bad.”