#prolific loafer

[i-am-megalodonna]

Many people headcanon Doc as someone who can loaf and unfortunately my Doc cannot loaf effectively because his legs don't bend right and his hooves get in the way. You know who CAN loaf tho? Grian. Best loafer on the server by a mile.

[autisticlenaluthor]

There was a time, when she still wondered if her life would always be so full of loss, that Lena clung to her father tighter then she’d ever clung to anything else.

Lionel was the strongest man she had ever met— with big muscular arms that could lift her up and spin her around as if she were weightless. He was like a superhero; kind and strong. When he went on business trips, Lena would wait up on the night of his return in anticipation of fancy monogramed chocolates from whatever country he’d resided in. She’d listen for the sound of his footsteps— the familiar creak of steady penny-loafers sinking into the wood.

Lena was sure he’d live forever.

There was a time, when Lena still wondered if she’d always feel so inside out, that she tried to create mental formulations to determine which version of her father she’d get at the end of the day. She’d cower in her room with one ear pressed against the door— waiting to catch the sound of sloppy footsteps against the carpet. She knew that muscular arms were dangerous when uncoordinated and though her father still picked her up and spun her around it was no longer in the way she used to look back on so fondly.

Lena was sure he’d live forever. And the thought of it terrified her.

There was a time, after Lena had learned the only way to become untouchable was to become so prolific and accomplished that she no longer aligned with her peers, that Lionel spent more weeks away on business than he did at home. Loose skin hung from arms that had once been stiff as stone and his hands were too quivery to lift her. But her palms still slipped protectively into her arm pits, even though his suits reeked of alcohol and his snores filled the manor. When she listened at the door, Lena hardly heard anything more than her own heart beat.

But the day she saw her Superman passed out on the couch before school— that was when Lena truly started to believe she was dumbest person on Earth for ever thinking her father might live past fifty.

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[mythgirlimagines]

Back with a brand new talentswap, you better keep your eyes peeled for the hybrid fashion consultant-fashion model-fashion critic, Myth Anon, the Former Ultimate Fashionista!

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BACKSTORY AND TALENT

Myth was born to two rather wealthy folks who both specialise in the fashion industry, with the father being a former male model turned seamster and the mother being a fashion designer and photographer. Even Myth’s sisters ended up getting careers in fashion, with her first eldest sister being an expert seamstress and her second eldest sister being a fashion designer. Considering her parentage, one would expect Myth to have quite the eye for fashion. Well, she does. But neither her parents nor her sisters knew just how impressive her skills at fashion-related matters are, ranging from modelling fashion, to fashion advice, to fashion trends, to even sewing, knitting and making fashion herself. Myth particularly specialises in the gyaru style. Eventually, Myth was accepting into Hope’s Peak under the umbrella title of “Ultimate Fashionista”, and her fashion skills are still going strong and even stronger, even as a young adult.

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RELATIONSHIPS

Wyre Anon, Former Ultimate Soldier

Considering their two completely different talents and their completely different personalities, you would be surprised to learn that they have been friends ever since they were little. Ever since Wyre was sent to fight in a massive war, Myth prayed that her best friend would be alright, and emotionally rejoiced when Wyre came back from the earth-shattering war in one piece. Myth regularly exercises with Wyre (How else do you think she keeps her slim figure?), and Myth helps make Wyre confident in their various body scars and muscular build. At some point in their friendship, Wyre was also employed as Myth’s bodyguard, in order to ward off weirdos who want to get handsy with the model.

Outfit: A sleeveless camo hoodie, over a black tanktop, dark grey shorts with a brown belt, green socks and brown boots, black painted nails and friendship bracelets on her arms.

Anon Scar, Ultimate Fanfiction Author

Famous for her angsty and grimdark, yet simultaneously wholesome fanfiction under the online psuedonym of “The Keeper of Tomes”, Scar always tries to act like the evil and dramatic characters of her fanfiction, but this facade breaks fairly easily to reveal her true personality: a kind and maternal young lady who regularly frets over the other conmates. Myth and Scar regularly confide in each other over fretting about their common-sense-deprived allies, even if Myth isn’t all that keen on Scar‘s shonen-protagonist-esque outfit. However, for once, Myth is willing to let this fashion faux-pas slide, considering that Scar’s cosplay game is surprisingly amazing.

Outfit: A grey headband with a black swirl in the center, a black overcoat over a red hoodie, black fingerless gloves, a red scabbard housing a plastic sword, multiple belts, black pants and black boots with silver soles, mask from the original design

Fusion Anon, Ultimate Baseball Player

As the ace of the Lions, his hometown‘s local high school baseball team, Fusion is renowned amongst sports fanatics for his pitching strength and his skill in catching the fastest of throws. Fusion is also known amongst his teammates for acting a lot like a father figure to them, and for that, Fusion gets along very well with Myth. But while Myth is all for Fusion’s bright and colorful baseball uniform, she hardly ever sees Fusion outside of that, and his outfit just reeks of sweat. That, and Myth wishes Fusion would just tame that wild rat’s nest that he calls a “fro”. Little does Myth know, Fusion’s outfit and positive attitude hides a rail-thin and heavily injured body.

Outfit: A red and blue long-sleeved baseball jersey and a matching visor, black fingerless gloves, blue jeans, white socks and black and white baseball shoes, glasses from his original design.

Fusion Anon II, Ultimate Gambler

Despite being underage, Fusion II is a name to be feared in the gambling circuit, and for good reasons. Starting out her career as a timid little street rat, she quickly grew more confident and smug the more money that she gained and her skills at gambling tables only grew even further. At this point, having Fusion II at the gambling table is an automatic way to lose all of your money. Because of Fusion II’s penchant for formal wear and their similar attitudes, Myth gets along with Fusion II very well, and the friendship is very easily reciprocated on the gambler’s side. Fusion II really looks up to Myth and appreciates her advice, despite what her regular snide comments would suggest.

Outfit: A green jacket with card suit-themed buttons over a white dress shirt and a red tie, pants that match her jacket and a roulette wheel-themed belt, white platform shoes, the sunglasses from her original design.

Just Anon, Ultimate Martial Artist

Despite his small height, adorable appearance, and his regular slacking off during times that are normally supposed to be spent sparring, any of Janon’s opponents can tell you that he is a true force to be reckoned with. Janon has a bit of a complex about being seen as cute and “baby”, which is part of the reason that he picked up martial arts in the first place, and adopted a vulgar and bitter attitude (that belies a massive protective streak to those that are younger than him). First of all, Myth thinks that if Janon wants to be intimidating he should drop the bunny hoodie to show off his hardened muscles. But Janon claims that his hoodie is comfortable and will pound anyone who tries to steal it.

Outfit: The bunny hoodie from his original design over a red and white martial arts robe and black flip-flops, hair tied out of his eyes in a small ponytail.

Sparkle Anon, Former Ultimate Swimmer

As the leading lady of an all-girls synchronized swimming performance troupe, known as the “Spectacular Sea Sprites”, Sparkle’s loud voice and her skill with dramatics, that is also backed up by her athletic skills to boot, makes her a perfect leader for the group, in spite of her “eccentricities”. Sparkle also idolizes Myth and her fashion statements, and was simply over the moon, when the swimmer first learned that she would be chaperoning the Kibo-Con trip alongside her hero in confidence and fashion. Needless to say, Myth was ultimately flattered at meeting another fan. The various displays of affection from the over-dramatic swimmer and Myth-brand fanatic are a bit too much though. 

Outfit: A sparkly blue one-piece, a sparkly transparent shawl and matching skirt, pink heels.

Egg Anon, Former Ultimate Affluent Progeny, and Wet Sock Anon, Former Ultimate Biker Gang Leader

As the heir to the throne of one of the most influential and largest corporations in the land, Egg knows everything there is to know about business and finances, despite what their general impulsive and cursed behavior would suggest. Wet Sock, on the other hand, ran out of and was disowned by their family years ago, and by their teen years, moved through the ranks, to become one of the greatest and most dangerous and vicious biker gang leaders in all of the land. Myth has no idea how such great fashion icons could also be so incredibly chaotic and cursed, and is only willing to put up with it, because the both of the twins look stunning and damn fine in both male and female outfits.

Egg’s Outfit: Combed-down hair, a silverish blue jacket over a bright orange button-up shirt, pants that match the jacket and brown loafers, glasses from the original design.

Wet Sock’s Outfit: Hair shaved completely on one side, a black leather jacket over the hoodie from their original design, torn jeans, and black boots.

Curious Anon, Jr. Ultimate Moral Compass

Oddly calm and level-headed for their age and with an unshakeable moral compass and a kindhearted and amiable attitude on top of that, Curious has been a part of their middle school’s public moral‘s committee ever, since they started attending middle school. Despite basically being a servant and waterperson to the other members, they ended up being far more popular and beloved compared to the other people of the middle school public morals committee, for their kind attitude is a refreshing change compared to the other cruel and tyrannical members. Myth finds Curious’s meticulous appearance nice, but she just can’t forgive the person who tried to dress code her clothes. 

Outfit: A pure white school uniform with a green armband and black thigh high boots.

Anon Nerd, Former Ultimate Programmer 

Nerd’s parents are the heads of one of the most prolific weapon-manufacturing companies in all of the world, and Nerd has been programming the technology in the weapons, ever since he was a preteen. He is worldly-renowned for being an absolute prodigy in the worlds of both high-tech weapon manufacturing and programming the fine details of the weapons, with the scouter he wears right now being a particular favorite of his. Myth has no idea how someone in a such a neatly-ironed and crisp suit could be such a vulgar jerk, who regularly harms her with his scouter and other technology on a daily basis. She’s lucky she has Wyre to fight back, because all the burns can’t be good for her skin or hair.

Outfit: A black suit with a green tie and assorted black machinery all over his body with a red scouter over his right eye.

Eldritch Anon, Ultimate Clairvoyant

One of the few supernatural talents in all of the Hope’s Peak’s roster, Eldritch was born with the supernatural ability to predict the future, which were usually negative and things that might as well start the apocalypse in his fanatical doomsayer eyes, which gave him a paranoid and pessimistic personality. Boasting a 1/3 accuracy rate on his fortunes, Eldritch is oddly confident in his abilities and always tries to warn others about events in the future that he claims will cause the apocalypse, usually to no avail. Myth thinks Eldritch has quite the odd fashion sense, and Eldritch isn’t willing to spill on why he dresses like a wizard. Eldritch also claims that people like Myth die first in horror movies.

Outfit: A tinfoil hat, long oversized green overcoat over a galaxy patterned sweater, yellow shorts and orange sandals.

Dream Anon, Ultimate Idol

Dream is the lead singer and main choreographer of the 9-girl pop idol group “JUMP*FLY”. She’s often regarded as the face of the group, due to her positive and cheery attitude on stage, backed up by her dancing and singing skills, and was the one elected by the other eight members to attend Hope’s Peak as the Ultimate Idol. Apart from Fusion II and Wyre, Myth gets along with Dream the most, for she reminds Myth of a younger her and she loves how she can just slay all of those sparkly and pretty dresses on stage. They regularly do dance exercises together, along with Fusion and Sparkle, and talk about their shared experiences as famous beauty icons, in spite of their age.

Outfit: Black and pink headphones, stars drawn on her cheeks, a pink and grey jacket over a black top with pink stripes with a white star in the center, a pink sparkly skirt over shorts that match her top, and boots that also match her top.

Iris Anon, Jr. Ultimate Novelist

In spite of being only a middle schooler, Iris is one of the most prolific and best-selling science fiction-romance hybrid novelists in recent memory, best known for such novels as “Star-Crossed Lovers”, a tale of two aliens trying to get to each other’s homeplanets, with the help of some eccentric side characters/wingaliens, and “Neptunes”, the tale of an astronaut finding their soulmate using a special alien song, which are both best remembered for their ultimately happy endings. Despite what many people think, Myth really enjoys reading romance novels, and novels by Iris are definitely no exception. Imagine Myth’s shock when it was revealed that one of Myth’s favorite novelist is several years her junior. 

Outfit: A black sweater, blue suspenders that hold up a matching skirt, blue and white striped stockings, purple boots, glasses and braids from her original design.

Purple Anon, Ultimate Detective

Purple comes from a long line of affluent and prolific detectives, and was naturally expected to follow in the family footsteps. She did follow the footsteps of the family lineage, and shocked and amazed her family, with her skill in solving crimes and cracking the toughest of cases. Just like every other family member before her, Purple was eventually accepted into Hope’s Peak and was christened the Ultimate Detective. Despite the gruesome cases that she cracks on a regular basis, Purple is often really timid and often hides behind large objects (and even Anons). Myth loves the demure detective‘s high-class threads, and wishes that Purple had the confidence to show it off more often.

Outfit: A dark grey overcoat over a white dress shirt and a purple tie with a lilac question mark on the front, a black skirt, grey stockings and black Mary Janes, the beret from her original design.

This series will center around a fashion icon scoping out only the most scorching of tea and fixing up the various fashion disasters in the Con!

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PERSONALITY

Fashionista!Myth is rather laid-back and cheerful, yet overly passionate about her one true passion: fashion, and is willing to ignore her haters and continue to do what she loves for a living. Fashionista!Myth has a shockingly kind heart underneath the judgmental and sassy exterior. It’s just that people with terrible fashion senses tend to aggravate her more judgmental side and causes her to make rather snide comments about their disaster fashion choices. People with better fashion senses tend to get more respect from her, and showing off her kind-hearted and hidden maternal side. Fashionista!Myth is particularly known on her blog for her wise and experienced fashion advice, but she’s also great at giving out life advice in general, which kind of gives her a reputation as a sort of “mom”, or at least a “wine aunt”. She also lives for drama (particularly of the romance kind), even if she has no idea what said drama actually is. 

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APPEARANCE

Fashionista!Myth wears her brown hair down with streaks of purple, pink, and blue, as well as a pink beret on top of her head. Fashionista!Myth wears a black off-the-shoulder sweater with fluffy white sleeves and  a small blue rose on the front over a red tank top, a red skirt with a black belt that matches her purse, and thigh-high black boots.

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I hope you like this talentswap! Consider this an exercise for me in drawing trendy clothes! Let me hear what you think of this AU!

[classicdecadence]

@thoughts-onfire​

The hours worked by an FBI agent were gruelling and unrelenting, the burden only increasing as an agent climbed further up the career ladder. In Warren’s case, as the Special Agent in Charge of the New York White Collar division, the demands were particularly taxing given how prolific financial and artistic crimes were across the city. The hours were long and the chance for a personal life bordered on the non-existent, the absence of a wife or girlfriend making things ten times worse given he’d have nobody to go home to and unwind. 

It was something Warren had become used to over time, his mind never really on his next relationship but rather where his next hookup was coming from. Despite the gruelling hours that he worked, he could still find time for a Tinder date or a quiet drink at a bar, both routes leading him to the sexual relief that he so desired. In weeks gone past however, Tinder and casual bar hookups paled in comparison to the game that he’d commenced with the woman who’d captured his attention as easily as she stole expensive artworks or jewels.

Wearing a silken light grey shirt and dark, tailored suit pants, matched with polished loafers and his usual charming smile, Warren sat alone at the bar in the refined Manhattan restaurant. A glass of red wine rested just by his hand and his back was largely to the other diners, his attention instead focused upon the entrance in anticipation of the thief’s arrival. Warren had naturally shown up early as always, his regimented nature meaning he couldn’t just turn up on time despite what her invitation had said. 

As the minutes ticked by however, Warren kept on checking his watch and had been in the middle of doing so when the bartender gently pushed a cocktail napkin with writing on it towards him. Warren’s brow furrowed slightly but a knowing smirk came onto his lips as he saw the familiar red lipstick mark on the material, his gaze then noticing the handwritten message of ‘Turn around. x’ 

Warren turned without delay, his gaze instantly catching the thief seated at the rear of the restaurant. The smirk on his lips grew at the sight of Emelia and Warren immediately moved to pick up his glass and head on over to her. 

[rosewter]

                                   —-  🥀 ╰   𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 .

          love  is  a  many  splendoured  thing ,  but  not  so  splendoured  as  a  jewel  in  the  natural  sunlight  —-  cut  to  enhance  its  sparkle .  late  nights  working  by  lamplight ,  intricate  detail  that  never  goes  unnoticed .  those  who  appreciate  the  beauty  of  luxury  know  your  worth ,  but  do  you ?

〔 AUBREY JOSEPH, 21, CIS MALE, CHARMSPEAK 〕╰  ABEL KENYATTA  just  came  over  half - blood  hill .  you  know ,  the  child  of  APHRODITE  who  was  claimed two years  ago ?  i’ve  heard  chiron  say  that  he  is  ENTERPRISING & SANGUINE ,  but  if  you  ask  the  aphrodite  kids ,  they’d  say  they’re  DEPENDENT & CRAVEN .  i’d  say  they  remind  me  of  bandaids on scraped knees ,  a stack of cuban link chains ,  spending an hour in the shower reenacting what you should have said in an argument ,  handwritten valentines on red construction paper ,  a large shoe collection kept in pristine condition ,  especially  since  they’re  FOR THE NEW CABINS .

    * clears throat *  welcome  to  paige’s  second  intro .  please  make  sure  your  seatbelt  is  fastened  securely ,  and  keep  arms  and  legs  inside  the  vehicle  at  all  times .  you  can  still  reach  me  at *spongebob vc* gary come home#6198  if  you  feel  like  simping .

       —-  𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚔 .

basics .

name :  abel  david  kenyatta . nicknames :  abe . birth date :  june  28th ,  1999 . gender :  cis  male . pronouns :  he / him . ethnicity :  african - american . nationality :  american . hometown :  new  york  city ,  new  york . demigod abilities :  charmspeak ,  speaks  fluent  french ,  amokinesis ,  complete  control  over  makeup ,  clothes  &  jewelery . cabin number & godly parent :  cabin  ten ,  aphrodite . how did their godly parent meet their mortal parent? :  abel’s  father  is  a  prolific  jeweller  in  new  york  city  —-  he  designs  custom  chains  and  jewelry  for  celebrities ,  with  a  team  of  ten  other  jewellers  in  his  employment .  he  met  aphrodite  when  he  was  still  working  his  way  up ,  selling  his  jewelry  on  craigslist  and  on  a  table  in  subway  stations  without  a  permit .  she  came  up  to  his  table  and  bought  every  piece ,  so  he  insisted  on  taking  her  out  for  coffee .  nine  months  later ,  abel  was  born . 

muse  appearance .

faceclaim :  aubrey  joseph . height :  five  foot  nine . hair colour :  black . eye colour :  brown . dominant hand :  right - handed . distinguishing features :  short  king ,  a  long  scar  above  his  right  knee  from  the  battle  of  manhattan  that  he  pretty  much  always  keeps  covered . dress style :  his  actual  clothing  style  is  pretty  basic ,  but  he  loves  denim .  the  boy  is  not  afraid  of  a  canadian  tuxedos  in  varying  shades .  he  owns  a  massive  collection  of  expensive  shoes  in  pristine  condition .  it’s  beyond  sneakers  —-  he  has  boots ,  loafers ,  you  name  it .  he  knows  how  to  accessorize ,  but  often  over  does  it  just  because  he  can .  he  likes  to  jingle  with  an  expensive  purpose  when  he  walks . 

camp - related .

go - to  weapon :  no  weapon ,  he’s  literally  useless . ambrosia :  shawarma .  it  reminds  him  of  home  and  spending  time  with  his  dad .  favourite camp location :  the  forge .  he  loves  spending  time  around  the  hephaestus  kids ,  mostly  because  they  have  the  resources  to  help  him  make  jewelry  at  camp .  he  spends  most  of  his  time  working  on  celestial  bronze  pieces ,  but  he’s  yet  to  figure  out  how  to  make  them  of  more  use  than  just  aesthetic .  their opinion of their godly parent :  he  doesn’t  mind  his  mother  in  theory ,  but  the  stereotypes  around  aphrodite  kids  are  thick ,  and  he  dislikes  those  more  than  anything . age they were claimed :  eighteen  /  2 years ago . how they were claimed :  abel  arrived  at  camp  much  later  than  the  average  demigod .  it  was  abel’s  choice  to  go  to  camp  when  his  father  told  him  who  his  mother  really  was  when  he  was  eighteen ,  and  he  was  claimed  by  aphrodite  as  soon  as  he  set  foot  on  camp  grounds .  stance on the new cabins :  for  the  new  cabins . reason for their stance :  being  relatively  new  to  the  camp  scene ,  he  hardly  has  any  idea  what  the  difference  between  kids  of  major  and  minor  gods  are  —-  let  alone  know  enough  to  care  that  they’re  present .  he  believes  in  giving  kindness  where  it’s  due  —-  and  most  of  the  children  of  minor  gods  are  good  people  who  deserve  a  place  at  camp .  their opinion on lyssa pentelute :  he  thinks  she  clearly  just  wants  attention ,  and  he  can’t  understand  her  motivations  no  matter  how  many  times  they’re  explained  to  him . quests :  tba . 

personality .

positive traits :  enterprising ,  sanguine ,  trustworthy ,  empathetic . negative traits :  dependent ,  craven ,  entitled ,  gullible . mbti :  infp ,  the  mediator . alignment :  neutral  good . hogwarts house :  hufflepuff . kinsey scale :  two . archetype :  the  great  mother . what candle scent are they :  eucalyptus mint . goals & desires :  he  eventually  wants  to  return  back  home  to  new  york  city .  in  all  honesty ,  he’s  not  really  about  the  demigod  life  and  hopes  that  there’s  a  way  for  him  to  integrate  back  into  mortal  society  that  won’t  put  everyone  he  knows  in  danger .  he’d  also  like  to  stop  chasing  after  people  that  break  his  heart  and  bending  over  backwards  for  his  friends  even  if  it’s  detrimental  to  him  in  the  long  run .  fears :  being  taken  advantage  of  by  people  he  cares  about ,  dying  in  battle  or  dying  because  he  couldn’t  defend  himself  properly ,  his  own  power  of  charmspeak .  hobbies :  making  jewelry  in  the  forges ,  reading  shitty  teen  dystopian  novels  over  and  over ,   cleaning  and  inventorying  his  shoe  collection ,  figuring  out  where  to  get  the  best  flowers  on  camp  grounds  for  the  girls  he’s  simping  for  . habits :  tapping  his  fingers  on  any  available  surface ,  singing  under  his  breath  when  he’s  listening  to  music ,  agreeing  with  everyone  even  if  he  doesn’t  really  just  to  avoid  confrontation .

        —-  𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚜 .

father  :  james  kenyatta ,  a  prolific  celebrity  jeweller  from  new  york  city . mother  :  aphrodite ,  goddess  of  love ,  beauty ,  passion ,  pleasure  and  procreation . siblings  :  lily  park ,  tbd . languages  spoken  :   english ,  french . childhood  :  abel  grew  up  in  new  york  city  with  his  father ,  starting  in  hell’s  kitchen  and  making  their  way  up  to  a  penthouse  apartment  in  the  upper  east  side  as  his  father’s  jewelry  business  grew .  his  father  was  always  incredibly  strict  —-  abel  wasn’t  allowed  to  walk  the  streets  of  new  york  on  his  own ,  his  father  maintaining  that  other  people’s  greed  was  the  biggest  threat  abel  would  ever  have  to  face .  he  was  firm  about  excellence  in  school ,  refusing  to  allow  abel  a  cell  phone  until  his  grades  crawled  up  to  an  a  —-  which  they  never  did ,  thanks  to  abel’s  demigod  instincts’  interference .  despite  his  dad  keeping  a  tight  watch  on  him ,  abel  respects  his  father  more  than  anybody  else ,  and  it  turned  out  in  the  end  that  his  father  was  just  trying  to  protect  him  and  keep  him  at  home  as  long  as  possible .  abel  never  had  an  encounter  with  a  monster  until  after  he’d  already  gotten  to  camp ,  and  his  father  told  him  about  his  demigod  heritage  when  he  turned  18 . 

       —-  𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 .

he’s  absolutely  useless  at  any  kind  of  battle ,  and  despite  the  fact  that  he’s  been  working  on  it  for  two  years ,  he  hasn’t  improved  whatsoever .  he’s  not  physically  weak ,  he  just  doesn’t  have  a  mind  for  battle .  he’s  empathetic ,  and  his  sensitivity  is  his  biggest  downfall  in  battle  or  capture  the  flag .  or  in  regular  life ,  now  that  i’m  thinking  about  it .

he’s  been  working  with  his  father  since  he  was  a  kid ,  and  plans  to  work  in  his  business  once  he’s  managed  to  figure  out  how  to  exist  in  the  mortal  world  without  succumbing  to  an  untimely  death .  because  he’s  tired  of  getting  injured  in  capture  the  flag ,  he  makes  jewelry  of  all  kinds  to  barter  with  other  campers  for  protection .  he  knows  how  to  make  his  skills  work  for  him ,  despite  the  fact  that  he  hardly  has  the  ones  usually  required  of  a  demigod . 

growing  up ,  he  took  years  of  jiu  jitsu  lessons  —-  he  knows  how  to  fight ,  he’s  just  incredibly  reluctant  to  do  so .  to  him ,  jiu  jitsu  is  just  like  going  to  the  gym  but  less  mindless . 

he’s  a  disgusting  hopeless  romantic  and  falls  for  absolutely  everybody .  he’s  incredibly  thoughtful  and  smooth ,  which  is  in  part  due  to  his  godly  parent .  that  being  said ,  he  often  lets  himself  get  walked  all  over  —-  but  he  kind  of  enjoys  it  anyway ?  i  don’t  know  how  to  explain .  he’s  just  king  simp  and  loves  being  king  simp  because  he  loves  the  act  of  chasing  after  someone  and  being  nice  to  them .

he  hates  using  his  special  ability .  the  idea  of  telling  someone  to  do  something  and  them  having  absolutely  no  choice  in  the  matter  absolutely  goes  against  all  of  his  good  boy  morals  and  as  a  result  he  has  only  ever  used  charmspeak  once ,  and  it  was  the  first  time  he  realized  he  had  it .

      —-  𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 .

someone he simps for  .    this  could  be  multiple  people .  if  you  want  flowers  and  cute  jewelry  that  he  handmade  for  you  just  because  he  thinks  you’re  enchanting ,  the  sign  up  list  is  in  my  dms .  you’ll  have  to  flirt  back  once  in  a  while ,  but  that’s  really  the  only  requirement . 

someone who knows he can’t fight  .   gimme  one  of  the  demons  at  camp  who  knows  that  abel  can’t  fight  with  a  weapon  for  shit  and  goes  after  him  every  capture  the  flag  without  fail .  please  piss  abel  off  to  the  point  where  he  snaps  and  has  to  be  less  than  pleasant  to  someone  i  would  love  it . 

someone who rejected him  .   hurt  puppy .  wounded  baby  dog .  he  mopes  every  time  they’re  around  but  acts  like  he’s  not .  they  don’t  deserve  the  guilt  trip  but  he’s  giving  it  to  them  regardless . 

the person he used charmspeak on  .   what  he  told  them  to  do  can  be  plotted  out ,  but  he  literally  has  not  let  the  guilt  go .  he  goes  out  of  his  way  to  be  nice  to  them ,  does  whatever  they  want  him  to  do ,  and  probably  still  apologizes  at  least  once  a  week .  he  just  feels  bad ,  and  he’ll  probably  never  get  over  it . 

    literally  anything  else  i  know  i  gave  u  absolutely  nothing  but  i  can’t  wait  to  plot  out  other  things  with  you  guys  i  love  plotting  from  chemistry  so  if  you  don’t  vibe  with  any  of  these  we  can  just  chat !

[jamespersonaltailor]

Today would have been the 95th birthday of Marlon Brando (1924-2004), the legendary actor and activist who epitomized the potential of method acting through his prolific career on stage and screen with iconic performances in films like A Streetcar Named Desire (1951), On the Waterfront (1954), The Godfather (1972), and Apocalypse Now (1979). Brando was photographed here by John Lent during the actor's famous June 1973 appearance on The Dick Cavett Show, sporting his distinctive personal style with a dark blue denim trucker jacket, maroon patterned silk scarf tied like a cravat, and black leather loafers. #hbd, Marlon! . . #marlonbrando #actor #legend #1970s #1970sfashion #mensfashion #mensstyle #menswear #casualstyle #denimjacket #truckerjacket #scarf #loafers #talkshow #badass #bamf #bamfstyle 're post via @bamfstyle 😉👍 (at Manchester, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bv0DXagA0cw/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=11wb6znfxt3kv

[ladyaiyanna]

The Virtual World - The Scary Truth of that Lawless Tomorrow - A True Insight from Experience

I never quite bargained for writing out here as I found my level of comfort on Facebook until the day the Hackers came and turned my world upside down in hope to blame it on the Corona Virus aka Covid19.

While I am a person who takes things as it comes, I learned the truth of what hacking is and how they victimise a person in order to draw them in impoverished living and poverty and all for the crime of wanting to remain reclusive and aloof, comfortable with myself.

I was always pressured by many a loafer with their badge below the belt about the boons of being a beneficial friend devoid of other favours and I used to politely listen and decline as I was no stranger to working with people, men especially till 2am in the morning and trudging home after that to get ready for the next day at work starting around 8am.

Being the kind of job that I do, my interaction with people is limited to many on set with my personal time being just mine alone to spend with my One Above, family, life and dreams creating lyrical artwork based on everyday living and life’s expressions including emotions etc.

I never entered into agreement with anyone to provide them information and details of my living and let alone cringe myself with my life put on hold to such an extent that it has driven me into poverty living me impoverished. I made a choice in 2017-18 to tell one such person, I am returned back to the way I used to be as all that has been wasn’t ME as I dislike my anger and temper and the way I am becoming and they took it as I was a mediocre who was never fruitful in this world for anything else apart from talking to the selfish famed married them about my personal beliefs.

It was right then and there that I should have been cautious with this person who came to be the nemisis of my past marital agreement that still stands and what’s more the ill-treatment they created was way more greater and bigger than what has been within my marriage. I was never pushed and shoved this way by way of hurt, humiliation and pain beyond my mortal tolerance levels that I was forced to relive the pain and anger of their undue interference in my family life to the extent they took everything from me including my matrimony by way of sleeping with other who used that person to destroy my homefront including bring catastrophe and pain within to the extent I learned it is the way of life where nothing ever comes easily for me unless I shout, scream and abuse quite literally to get my way.

While I am never this way in my personal life, I have learned it is the only way I saw things happening until this hacking took place on the 30th of March 2020 and realised how ill-equipped I had become in my life and dreams with all my equipment broken or in repair as I couldn’t care less because my financial woes thanks to being jobless for about 15 months in the corporate world as Creative Work is considered to be a hobby in a country like New Zealand who had a row with me for putting in a GST Claim for my musical rendition shortly after it was released and was getting ready to venture into new possibilities of waking commericalisation of the same via short films and musical studio recordings. It never materialised as I fell ill from the shock and it took me nearly two years to recover only to be thrown into it again as these bullshitting idiots think all this is a needless waste of time rather than an income generator wherein they gaily listen to overseas music but abhor the local names because they are not as talented as the overseas one.

Wrong!!!! I learned to respect my fellow local artists whom I have seen struggle and cry within the acting and musical world because of the law of economics which defy the minimum wage and many an unwilling creative artist refusing to pay the price for quality enhancements and works for prolific acclaim.

In 2017-18, I was giving up being a recording artist because of the nonsense created by the IRD and my music producers and their label friends who humiliated me for being me because of certain indecencies I refused to partake with them whilst virtually complying to their musical request with me as I changed their building block material into a real musical rendition devoid of copywright issues as I created all material with the producers from scratch and got my copywright certificates from overseas which included endorsing my name as an artist which is also my stage name in the film world. None the less, I had friends, most certainly not the satanists from the Illuminati sect, converse with me, in the good old days when I could on Facebook, before this so to say friend made my life very unbearable in reality as well as online, to get back into the recording studio again and I did. It is what brought about my recording When Angels Cry with another producer in a style that I was quite fimiliarised with from my past rather than the turn of the millennium kind of tune.

It was where my troubles began as there was an affiliation to a group of people who sat around me at the workplace who got to know about this recording, which I had kept secret to segregate my creative life from the corporate world only to find somebody got a hold of my pre-released material and cried me at work to the extent, I lost my health and destroyed my job by way of a redundancy. I was never to work again the corporates but for the same hurt that plagued many an artist and producer around, the lack of recognition of local creative work which has fetched many an accolade in the international film industry and many notable works that I have personally partaken as a small time work of art creating features for them.

I love the world of creativity and have worked hard to build my name and reputation around and only to find these dreams shattered by one single mindless twit who began their insane lustful longing of wanting to be ME and pursing my family and life to the extent they posed as a lover to them too with other company and pursued me from within, hurt my family members including my child and drove me to the verge of bankruptcy since September till date with hardly any work coming in and no one willing to take heed with what is happening.

I have been working with the cops since July last year and things came to pass in December when my family broke away from me and didn’t talk right down till the 28th of March when they spoke for the first time. I was angered, hurt, wound and not to say humiliated to the extent I came to be abusive and correcting the negative feelings was never given to my child by me to the extent I am still mending that relationship as they drove my child not to talk with me since November last year.

I never came back to cry and whinge to the world, just came back to clarify the hurt and pain that I was put through by these people who brought similarities of the words and conversations from three of my family members including anger and humiliation to the extent it led me to believe that this was the underlying cause behind what had happened to my account as this person was a proficient hacker and made no silence about it although the name was withheld from me because I grew abusive with them.

While I am never going to clue much of my life again, it is the main reason why I took it to the cops who never quite took it as a cry for help and chose to condemn my asking the law for help to the extent I did give a hinting of what I was looking at because of the way I had been pursued by them to the police and nearly drove myself to the other side of it post that police conversation which refused to acknowledge there was an issue when I clued them I was logged off, there was no curiosity or willingness to pursue the case in a way I had seen in the month of July upon speaking to a police officer with an American accent who clued he was look in to see what could be done and rendered my account safe back then.

I have never felt so let down by New Zealand as a country who as an unmarried premier head who projects herself as God the mother of life without cluing her behind the scenes hinting the truth of what is happening around is all at her behest. I noted the silent threats from the past but I never quite brought myself to accept the negative truths of the bewilderment it held for me in the future, although I did keep away from bringing my true opinions and views out.

Now I am faced with this prospect of Wait Horse, I’ll give you Grass including the fact that I may need to use my social networking accounts as part of employment rather than social interaction, it hurts me beyond belief that these vultures believe their deluded carrion as they call it is waiting to clue a suspecting predator of a hot date that can be virtually captured on variations of likes and poetry and lifestyle and clothing to bring about an aspect of their paving a way of Continual Income that is not a hobby as Creative artwork is a hobby in this land with many an artist getting brought to payment below minimum pay after filling the fattened tax coffers that virtually implore large business to expand and expend smaller ones like myself as they have better monetary capacity.

I was insinuated and insulted about my bank balance, which no one knew of but my eyes and the virtual authorities of governance and on social networking too. I learned my way of life from all this and learned I had to live with this glass house syndrome as that is what the beautiful natural world of life in New Zealand brings to you as part of their social security procedure of keeping crime levels down while making law abiding people like myself think of social creativity from the other side of the law as suggested by the cops in their silent humility to justice of the law rather than the people they are trying to help.

While I am still playing the waiting game, with an hour and half call recording given to the cops with utmost sickening politeness which reached the end of the tether towards the end stemming a hang up because of the obstinate donkey on the side, I have actually come clean to the world saying I have given thought to the other side of the law thanks to the nonchalance of the cops who were quick to support previous criminals who drove me up the world back in the day to the point of alluding suicide and finding a ride in a squad car to this attitude from them showing they don’t quite care about life, love, family, livelihood etc. because for them social networking is all about Bumble, Tinder, screwing and being an absolute ass in the virtual world not in a business perspective or acumen to the extent that I feel so hurt, shattered and humiliated for being a certified eCommerce Programmer who is relearning programming to work on my own, a Sun Certified Java Programmer who when to be a Project Manager using ITIL and Infrastructure and Firewalls to Customer Management and other derivatives of it in the world of life to create a living.

With today’s lockdown being a proof that life is heading for a digital discourse and virtual reality kind of living, one can only dream of the haven we are creating for cybercrack artists of criminology who see this as a blossoming industry for impersonation, get easy peezy money without slogging and convert it into Bit Coin and speed away to a neighbouring land to create a dream come true living lifestyle without being ever caught for their crime.

It is no wonder the physical crime graphics are fading into cyberland tactics of livelihood as the cops don’t care as they don’t see no money being robbed in their eyes despite dropping them all the clues. Well I thank my stars I have a listening ear with an ardent hand to help another if I can on the correct side of the law but hate to think what a person who is less patient than me is put through the exact similar would do. probably gun them all down, like in the USA and then clue get a few criminal hackers and we will make a living like we did back in the day on the other side of the law.

Well that is my experience with a female New Zealand Cop for you who was too busy baring her teeth with the blaring sirens behind her to even pay attention to the quest of her livelihood which borders on creating security to the public. It didn’t help it was the 1st of April 2020 around time for the belly grub.

Not that they cared I was a former victim of domestic violence and that he worked within servers, networks too with an ex colleague who was documented for indecent assault by yours truly with experience in network and firewalls creation and removal for the telecommunication world of New Zealand. Well the complaint is made virtually as asked by them, made with the United States too and they don’t give a toss as the Right of Equality all in the name of the Lord prevails to the magnitude that lawlessness is just the parallel road to success given in encouragement by the NZ cops themselves as the right thing to do for they have no more time to care as they all film stars now, making COVID19 ads and chomping with mouthful of food giving advice to the world while crime rates around soar showing the change of priorities in everyday living.

So is it safe to say this is the world of Diplomatic Relationships (with the Prime Minister giving consent for backyard real marriages as part of social distancing as a Holy Saturday Gift of the Flesh making word around) using the flags of the Reds in Power, Blue in Game, The Greens and Greys still waving showing the Black, Red, White flag combo made it to the top with an unwed mother showing the thumbs down to law and justice as she is God the Mother of all Nature and life around in New Zealand saying High 5 it’s Beehive calling Level 4 to the rest of the Honey Suckle World around.

I want my Facebook account back, if you don’t have a Credible Cyber Team, point me in the direction to the people who can train me in the skill and I will learn it and become the Cry that others can benefit from without being hacked, broken and made to think of crime as a real prospect of law being given the shrug on shoulder as the sign of the new virtual tomorrow.

By Anisha Achankunju (C) Lady Aiyanna 14th April 2020

[disappearingground]

Jenny Lewis Is Back

CR Fashion Book March 21, 2019

The former Rilo Kiley singer talks her brand new LP, collaborating with Ringo Starr, and being a “human disco ball” 

By Hilary Shepherd

Jenny Lewis has always been a prolific storyteller, and On the Line—her fourth studio album, out tomorrow by Warner Bros.—is a true testament to that. The former child star and Rilo Kiley singer's writing chops are on full display throughout the 11-track LP, her first solo album since the release of her critically acclaimed album The Voyager in 2014. Laced with Lewis’ unique, L.A.-style grit and infused with the star-studded backing of music legends like Ringo Starr, Jim Keltner, The Heartbreakers’ Benmont Tench, Don Was, and Beck, On the Line is shimmery, melodic gold. It’s worth noting that much of the production was done by frequent collaborator Ryan Adams, though Lewis declined to comment further on the recent allegations against him.

Lewis pegs On the Line as a rebound record, “and not just in the romantic sense,” she tells CR, alluding to the recent death of her mother, who also inspired her album cover. She also describes is as a “play,” a continuation of sorts from her past few albums. Still, On the Line sees a slower, more emotional version of Lewis—not any less raw, just slightly more visceral. A product of the mid-aughts indie-rock explosion (she’ll open for Death Cab For Cutie later this year), the 43-year-old Las Vegas native says that at its core, On the Line is a story about “recovering, falling down, and getting back up again.” Below, the songstress opens up to CR about her most personal album yet.

On the Line, your first solo album in five years, is being released tomorrow. How are you feeling right now? “I’m excited. It’s been a long process with this album. I started writing for it four or five years ago, and there were many bumps in the road along the way. It took a whole community of people to help me finish it. It went through many incarnations, and I worked really hard on it for a really long time. I feel relieved that it’s done.”

How is On the Line different from The Voyager and Acid Tongue and some of your other past albums? “It’s a continuation of all of the work that I’ve done. In that sense, it’s not different at all. I’m telling a story that started about 25 years ago, and the albums reflect that. My collaborators along the way have informed the sound, but lyrically, the story has been somewhat the same. And it’s followed me throughout my life—as a teenager, in my 20s and 30s, and now in my 40s. I really feel like it’s a volume in a series.”

What’s the story about? “It’s about me, of course. How I see the world and relationships and being a woman and growing and learning and accepting and grieving and loving. I think it’s the spiritual half of an artist.”

You have quite a few contributions from fellow artists on this album. In particular, how did the Ringo Starr collaboration come about? “It was magic. I don’t know exactly. I put together a band for the record, starting with Jim Keltner, Benmont Tench, Don Was. I believe Don reached out to Ringo, and I think the idea was that Jim and Ringo would play double drums together like they had many years previously at The Concert for Bangladesh. The excitement was this idea of double drumming, and then Ringo ended up playing by himself on 'Heads Gonna Roll,' the first song on the album. That was just one of those magical moments. I mean, I would never think to ask Ringo Starr to play my music, but it was truly one of the most exciting moments of my life, being in the room with him and playing and singing live with his drumming. A dream come true.”

Are there any specific tracks on the album that you’re especially excited about or hope resonate with listeners? “I really think of the album as a play. It tells a story front to back. I think it begins as a breakup record, but it really is more of a rebound record—and not necessarily in the romantic sense. It’s hard to isolate a track. However, the center of the record, the emotional center, is the song called 'Dogwood,' which is a live vocal and piano track. I think it really encapsulates the feeling of the record. It’s my favorite one.”

You released “Heads Gonna Roll” on Valentine’s Day. Was that deliberate? “Well, initially, I wanted to release the whole record on Valentine’s Day, but we couldn’t get our shit together in time. I thought it would be cool to release kind of like a breakup-rebound record on Valentine’s Day. And I had all this merch in mind, like those little candies, but with different phrases. Instead of 'I love you,' 'F*ck you.' You can imagine. Anyway, it had to be a single, and 'Heads Gonna Roll' opens the record for a reason. Coincidentally, it dropped on Valentine’s Day. But it chronicles relationships. That’s vague—I know.”

Can you talk about the meaning behind “Red Bull & Hennessy”? Is it a metaphor or is that your go-to drink order? “Oh, god no. I’m so sorry I’ve put that into the consciousness as a cocktail recipe. Really, it’s a metaphor for a feeling. It’s evocative of a feeling. When you think of yourself on Red Bull, you’re just kind of wiry. I think people are trying to make a cocktails with that and I don’t condone that, but if you do, use the ingredients sparingly.”

You’re embarking on tour next week. Any cities you’re particularly excited about? “I go everywhere always. That’s just part of the gig. I’m a gypsy. I mean, there’s certain places I like less than others, but I find my beat in every town. There’s always a coffee shop to visit, a vintage store, a yoga class if I’m feeling up for it. You’ll find me in any city wandering the streets solo. Now that this whole scooter thing has happened, which I haven’t really indulged in yet, you might see me scooting along, heading toward the nearest Salvation Army. I actually had a dream I was on one of those scooters last night. I just remembered. I have mixed feelings about those scooters. I think they’re interesting, but also people just drop them on the side of the road willy nilly. It’s dangerous. What’s wrong with people?”

Can you speak on the visual aspect of this album? How do you hope the message of On the Line translates onto the stage? “I’m putting together some DIY lights for the show, which I’ve never been able to do. I’ve never had lights. I could never afford to do lights because you have to travel with a lighting person. It’s really expensive; you need a truck. I feel like there’s all these LED things at party shops that somehow we could incorporate into the live show. So, if it ends up being, like, a giant lava lamp, so be it. Imagine I go to Spencer’s at the mall and buy the whole floor?”

Why is now the right time to incorporate lighting into your show? “Well, it makes your job a little easier up there. When you see a big rock show with lights, that helps tell the story. But when you’re a DIY indie rocker, you kind of just have to tell the whole story with your guitar and your lungs. The tone is only in the music, which is great. I can put on a show—I have for years without the help of that kind of production, but I like the idea of creating a mood that feels kind of like a play, like the record. I’m kind of upping my costume situation a little bit, too. Although, I do the rainbow suits and that’s hard to top, but I do want to present a more refined, dressier version of myself.”

What kind of style are you going for on tour? “Human disco ball.”

Speaking of fashion, you recently attended Rodarte’s Fall/Winter 2019 show in L.A. What other designers or brands are you excited about right now? “I love the new Gucci. Whatever Gucci’s been doing for the last three years, I’m completely on board. I just bought a pair of little loafers on eBay. I don’t tend to buy designer retail—I can’t bring myself to do it—so all of my designer stuff is used on eBay. I have an amazing pair of Saint Laurent snake ankle boots that I bought used. I’ve been wearing them every day for about three years. I got to wear some of the new Gucci pieces for a shoot I did recently. I think they’re weirdly in the palette of my album cover.”

Can you speak on the aesthetic of the cover for On the Line? “It’s the same crop as my last album, The Voyager. It’s basically the same photo, but I’m wearing something that reflects the new music and how I feel now. It’s a reference to my mother, who was a performer in Las Vegas and wore a very similar costume on stage in the ‘70s. My birthmark is exactly the same as hers. It’s sort of the center of the photo—the jumpsuit is like a window for this little mole. It’s a nod to my mom and her costumes, which she somehow convinced Bob Mackie to design. So, it’s a Bob Mackie wink and a loving shout-out to my mother, who passed away in 2017. The album cover is for her. Let your freak flag fly!”

[the-jokers-husband]

oc lore (3/?)

History (2/2)

cw: stalking mention, blackmail mention, general criminal activity alluded to,

Young Adulthood

Once old enough to get a job, Emilio became a prolific journalist and photographer in Gotham’s underground, basically feeding the criminals and the lower class stories of the rich. He’d also tend to get hired to stalk and take photos of people for various reasons; often revenge or validation for an attack. He left Gianni’s home at the age of 18 and moved into a “shithole apartment,” as he put it, but anything was better than being looked down upon by the mob. He could deal in rumors and blackmail, but that and hand-to-hand combat were all Emilio was good for if he managed to stay within the mafia circle.

Once he got into the rhythm of his new job, Emilio started saving up for a name change. Once he had the money, Emilio Denise Falcone became Hannibal Flood, officially and efficiently cutting himself off from the Falcone Crime Family once and for all.

As he traversed the underground for himself, he made sure he was up-to-date on the most prolific crimelords and their tactics; Poison Ivy, Two-Face, and others, but most importantly, The Joker. The only man that made mobsters quake in their Falcone Import loafers, and yet it was a miracle for them that he had no real interest in the mob. Being involved with them wouldn’t further his own twisted path.

Much like The Joker’s backstory itself, it’s unknown how exactly he and Hannibal’s worlds collided, but it’s said it all began on Hannibal’s 24th birthday. Onward from December 24th, 1943, The Joker was no longer seen with Harley Quinn, his “general,” but with the-yet-to-be-titled Hannibal Flood.

Adulthood

Hannibal Flood became a prominent name in Gotham’s underground, so prominent it began to become easy to threaten his way into upperclass events without consequence. Being freelance, bigger companies began offering him jobs, including the highly respected Gotham Gazette, though he mainly liked to work for the criminal-owned Script of Damocles.

At the age of 26, Hannibal Flood was “baptized” in Ace chemicals by The Joker. The two were madly in love within just three years, and Hannibal was willing to “see what The Joker saw.” Having willingly entered the bath of chemicals, they did not madden him as much as they did The Joker, it was more so an aesthetic change and a higher pain tolerance that Hannibal gained. With paled skin (even paler than before) and purpled hair, The Joker affectionately titled him Amadán, the Irish word for fool.

With the changed complexion, Hannibal became an expert in disguising himself, as to continue his “day job” of journalism. When people would see him without his disguises, he’d tell them a half-truth; “Chemical accident, doll… I can still feel the burn.”

The Joker proposed to Hannibal when he was 27, on the anniversary of the “baptism,” which he of course ecstatically accepted.

Bruce Wayne

Hannibal Flood met Bruce Wayne when he was 34 years old, as he had been hired to interview him by The Gotham Gazette. He took a liking to his trained, charming public persona but instinctively knew better. He went out of his way to get to know Bruce on a personal level, and as he slowly broke down the man’s walls- which were respectively high, considering Hannibal’s job -he found himself falling in love. He discussed the attraction with The Joker, who lightly agreed about the man’s looks, at least. The Joker told Hannibal he was fine with them attempting to court Bruce, but warned them not to let it interfere with their life as Amadán.

The two began dating when Hannibal turned 37, and within the next two years he had already read Bruce cover-to-cover like an angsty, angsty book.

[boxofcrickets]

i got loafers for graduation but honestly ive wanted loafers for so long so i am HYP E

also i got rlly mad at my preacher today (i have to go to church bc of my mother) bc he got into a rant about being prolife and how prochoice people get mad because theyre of the devil. like bitch im not but if he supports people having rights to their own bodies i guess im of the devil shit

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[buttonholedlife]

Special Request Is The Hardest-Working Artist in Techno

Photograph by James Edson All it boils down to definitely is this: I create bunches of songs. If I think it is actually powerful enough, I'll release it. And often I produce that decision years later on," discusses Paul Woolford, who also does under the Unique Demand alias."Gucci Mane launched 15 cds as well as 72 mixtapes, and 12 of those were done when he resided in jail. I believe it is actually hilarious that individuals chat concerning any sort of more than one album as though it's some ridiculous concept." The Leeds located producer, remixer and DJ is a one-man dancing music production line. Woolford remains in the studio 24/7, quickly driving out nosebleed-inducing keep tracks of together, along with most clocking in at 150 BPM or additional.

His prolific result doesn't come with the expenditure of top quality, though; Woolford has an ear for particular, carefully fleshing out appearances, mauling breakbeats into unknown patterns and producing various settings for every release. This year, he's slated to discharge 4 albums on Houndstooth, three of which have presently

arrived: the non-stop acidic, a collection of rediscovered starry-eyed recordings contacted, as well as the more restrained job, which was born coming from the strange question,"What happens if Jimmy Bind & Terry Lewis signed to Metroplex?" Woolford, as one could think of, disapproval the conventional strategy of putting one album every handful of years as well as then exploring it into oblivion, also going as far as it call it "ancient." Rather, his process is actually a countless pattern of excitement as well as renewal.

"Years earlier, I used to celebrate each time I ended up a keep track of, as though it was some Huge success," he points out. "Dance music has been the arena of the loafer for years, still kind of it for some individuals. You could possibly escape one 12-inch a year at one aspect, and also's what people made use of to carry out. Some people can still do that if journalism props them up sufficient. I've believed that I always possessed to work harder to get the credit report over times, but right now it is actually unrelated-- I am actually certainly not seeking any type of approval, all I am actually doing is actually creating on my own buzz as ferociously as achievable in as lots of developments as possible, creatively."

In the rapidly-shifting world of dance songs, where single people may lose significance in a matter of times, Woolford's unpredictable release timetable-- based greatly upon exactly how he is actually believing on the day-to-day-- is actually the absolute best technique he thinks he can express himself. In some cases, that implies connecting with back in to the safe and making use of more mature audios.

"I require to be capable to release just about anything coming from any moment in my past history, at any kind of aspect, relying on how I am actually sensation," he mentions. "That is actually the greatest manner in which I can easily share it. It is actually certainly not regarding quantity, it concerns unconstrained expression. Often you don't recognize if something is any kind of great for years, some factors need opportunity to expose themselves."

His behavior of using more mature product was pressed with Bed room Strips, assortments coming from outdated songs he located while aiding his parents move. Whereas many artists would avoid releasing unfinished earlier work, he took it as a problem.

"It made me tense," confesses Woolford. "Diving right into your past times could be difficult work, and I dipper in to it a touch along with some examples coming from old tracks on [2017's album] That offered me a taste for it, and also I will been actually flirting along with the tip of discharging a set of old monitors, although that's all it was actually, a flirt. It wasn't a serious factor until my parents relocated as well as found another container of tapes in their loft space. I didn't want it to be actually remixes olden monitors, I would like to keep all of them as they were but increase all of them along with some luster. Thus there is actually some multi-band squeezing on and also a consistent reverb over them all, despite the fact that they were drowning in it already."

"Remembering right now, the whole method offered me a softer emphasis and also undoubtedly proceeded throughout Offworld, as I was composing that instantly after compiling Bed room Strips," he continues. "There is actually a bunch of inflammation throughout each."

After the dirt settles down from a year of numerous high-quality launches touching numerous designs, Woolford has no plans of hitting the brakes. Taking an abstract thought as well as transforming it into a keep track of in pair of hrs keeps him curious, he declares it is actually "in his blood stream."

"I like things to be actually fully out of nowhere," he points out. "When I was a youngster, I was actually infatuated with creating out of Lego. I possessed loads of it, and also even [when I began] producing actually simple dreadful very first steps with popular music, I was still messing regarding with Lego. My mum mentioned to me when I was thirteen: 'Don't you desire to remove it today?' I was positively horrified. However perhaps she performed me a huge favor since I continued building with popular music where I ended with Lego."

-Samuel Tornow

This content was originally published here.

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Why Are Fashion’s It Girls All Suddenly Dressing Like Italian Men?

These days, turning on the news or scrolling through Twitter comes at a price—it feels as if everything we hold dear is under attack. There’s a war on equality, on feminism, on science, on facts, on sanity. In response to this barrage of daily torments, designers the world over are seeking an escape from reality, choosing instead to embrace fantasy and pure, unabashed joy.

This desire for escapism led to a Spring 2018 fashion season full of optimism and high energy, with labels from Céline to Louis Vuitton to Sacai chiming in with expressions of exuberance. According to Women’s Wear Daily, Phoebe Philo’s key words for her Céline collection included “joyful,” “playful” and “exploration.” And Michael Kors, speaking about his collection, told Vogue UK: “I think the world is a bit mixed up.… We all crave that sense of optimism, and fashion can lift your spirits.” This new-found yen for buoyancy doesn’t seem to be relegated to the runways. Even French chic—that perennially coveted emblem of minimalist cool—seems to be losing its cultural grip, replaced by a new, more carefree aesthetic: the blithe nonchalance of Italian men.

There’s an ebullience, openness and unguarded air to Italian men’s sartorial sensibilities that is completely at odds with French style—a carefully concocted cocktail in which aloofness is the first ingredient. But Italians… No, to be aloof is not in their nature. They aren’t afraid of a touch of flamboyance to go with their dandy classicism. They pair their cropped suits with anything from worn-in tees to wildly printed shirts. They employ old-school details like pocket squares and handkerchiefs. They forgo socks and embrace colour. They might even rock a fanny pack.

“Master of cuffed trousers, the sockless loafer and the three-piece suit, the Italian man was born with immaculate taste,” wrote Alice Bell on Vogue.com last fall. “He is loyal to local heritage brands, favouring the classic silhouettes and leather goods of Gucci, Salvatore Ferragamo and Prada, yet he is also a fashion risk taker. Never one to shy away from colour, he rides the cobblestoned streets of Milan or Rome on his bicycle, clad in pink pants or a paisley-printed button-down.”

Is it any surprise, then, that this aesthetic, bursting with charm and joie de vivre (is there an equivalent Italian phrase?), is resonating with women around the world in search of joy? Rising affection for the pantsuit, too, has a role to play in the adoration this aesthetic has been receiving of late.

“The men of Milan—the ones going about their days, who didn’t necessarily have anything to do with women’s fashion week, who didn’t get shot by street style photographers—dress beautifully,” observed Man Repeller’s Amelia Diamond while in the city last fall. “There was so much attention to detail: the way the arm of a pair of reading glasses hung over a pocket, the fold of a scarf.”

This care for the little things is something that the Italians are known—and celebrated—for. “The Italian aesthetic can be summed up with the word ‘sprezzatura,’ which roughly translates to ‘effortless elegance,’” says photographer Adam Katz Sinding, prolific on Instagram as Le 21ème. “The Milanese man, in his carefully tailored suit, cannot be separated with words from the man next to him. However, there is just a certain…I don’t know…extra element in the attention to detail without looking forced or contrived. To me, this is the Italian style.”

So how does one go about nailing this newly beloved aesthetic? According to Sabrina Firman, founder of Milan-based brand consultancy agency The Firman, the three essentials are “chunky corduroy pants, a pair of sunglasses and a high-tech street-ready overcoat.” I’d throw a few more into the mix: pastels, as seen at Alberta Ferretti; relaxed (but never sloppy) tailoring, which a certain Giorgio Armani does oh so well; and statement accessories (take your cues from Tod’s, where silk neckties and fringed moccasins turned every ensemble into peak Italian cool).

So what are you waiting for? Channel the carefree insouciance of these dapper gentlemen. Set aside those très chic minimalist separates and embrace cheery hues instead, put on a slouchy cropped suit with wingtip brogues and always have a killer pair of sunglasses at the ready.

Photography via Imaxtree

Photography via Imaxtree

Photography via Imaxtree

Photography via Imaxtree

Photography via Imaxtree

Photography via Imaxtree

Photography via Imaxtree

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