#radio show.. play an old playlist whatever

[baby-prophet]

nooooo my headphones died and im not done editing my audio

[pandorasprongs]

CHAPTER THREE | so inviting, i almost jump in.

'it's nice to have a friend' masterlist + playlist | previous chapter

PAIRING: jamie tartt x fem!reader

WORD COUNT: 3.6k

SUMMARY: jamie and reader go out for drinks and meet a familiar face that brings up a painful memory for both of them.

WARNINGS: language

A/N: i'd like to apologize in advance for this one because the end is just 100% angst so brace yourselves sorry :')

It was like deja vu. Over the past weeks, you and Jamie started hanging out on a regular basis. Late nights and weekends were often spent eating pizza, watching old movies, and searching for old schoolmates online. He even helped you re-organize your room when he arrived during one of your cleaning days. You uncovered a box of old toy rings that Jamie gave you every birthday of yours for five years.

Initially, Jamie would message you if he was on the way. But the more he came over, it went back to your usual habits of him just showing up at your door at random hours of the day. When you weren't home, he'd message that he dropped by and then you'd call him when you got back. He'd race over to watch another one of your favorite childhood movies.

You hadn't realized how much you missed it all till you started spending time with Jamie again. You missed it so much that you may have neglected to mention to Liv how often you were with him. Despite the mini-sermon she gave you weeks ago about confronting Jamie, you hadn't actually made any moves to do it. All of this started to feel normal, regular, and the thought of disturbing that scared you too much. Even if there were times where you were annoyed at how casual he talked about the past few years of radio silence from him. Or how he'd mention his Man City teammates and you felt like tensing up every time.

There was no need to bring it up anymore, something you repeated to yourself. Plus, you were noticing that Jamie was now closer to your childhood best friend than the one who broke your heart. But still, you were cautious around the footballers Jamie associated with. Even when the season started again and Jamie would offer to tour you around the clubhouse or reserve tickets for the games, you'd always politely decline. You're sure the AFC Richmond players aren't terrible people given how highly Jamie would talk about them, but better to be safe than sorry.

Besides, with his now swamped schedule, you hadn’t seen Jamie recently. The most you did was when he’d send messages before training or games to which you’d answer with a “Good luck!” It was weird in the beginning, given that when he was at Man City, Jamie didn’t do any of that, but you hoped that this meant he wouldn’t leave again.

The next time you did was the night after one of their games, which continued their winning streak, thanks to Zava. While you knew Richmond fans — well, Liv and Frankie — were absolutely ecstatic to have him, Jamie despised the guy. You stopped yourself from pointing out the hypocrisy of him hating the player for being self-centered and thinking highly of himself.

You guess it’s working though because now you’re watching Richmond secure their fifth win in a row with your neighbor’s kid, Ronnie. When her mom found out you were a Science professor, she practically begged you to tutor her kid (and occasionally babysit). Ronnie was in primary school, so the lessons were pretty simple and you’ve been doing sessions every week to help her out. You always rewarded her afterward with whatever she wanted to watch on your TV that was age-appropriate, of course. This time, — after running back to their flat to get her Obisanya shirt, — she decided on watching the game. 

“Zava’s incredible,” she murmured next to you, staring at the screen as if in a trance. You couldn’t help but chuckle at the reaction. The game was finished and so the channel was just playing match highlights, which for Richmond, were mostly their current star player. Sometimes, you’d spot Jamie in the background and even though the rest of the team was cheering along, he was having a hard time masking his resentment.

When you were finally able to drag her away from the TV, you heated up two plates of lasagna. Ronnie’s mom still hadn’t knocked on your door and you didn’t want to leave her alone in your flat, so she was having dinner with you tonight. For the most part, it was just like eating with Jamie. She was non-stop talking about the match which turned to talking about her favorite players and future games. It reminded you of Jamie as a kid, who’d go on and on about the exact same things.

As you’re washing dishes and Ronnie’s answering some extra worksheets, — she asked for them! — you hear the doorbell ring. You go over and find Jamie standing at the door, much to your surprise.

“Hey! Didn’t know you were coming over,” you say, but after noticing his exasperated expression, you tilt your head. “I know you don’t like a certain teammate, but I thought you’d at least be happy about the win.”

Jamie sighs. “I know." He gives you a weak smile, and you have to admit that even that simple act made your heart skip. “Is that lasagna?”

Jamie enters the room without warning and as soon as he does, your eyes widened remembering who else was there. You turn to the dining room table at the same time as Jamie and together, watch a 9-year-old stare in awe.

“Oh my God,” she let out. “That’s Jamie Tartt!” She walks over to you, leaving behind the worksheets. 

You lean over and whisper to Jamie, “Forgot to mention I’m watching my neighbor’s kid.”

But Jamie’s already jumped into celebrity mode. He crouches down and confirms, “That’s me.” He glances at her oversized jersey before asking, “You a fan of Richmond?”

Ronnie nods her head enthusiastically. “I’m Ronnie! Congrats on winning!”

Jamie chuckles, and thanks her. “Nice to meet you, Ronnie.”

You hear someone approach the door and clear their throat and you turn to find Ronnie’s mom looking curiously at you. You turn back to Ronnie — who has now launched into a full monologue about how much she loves the team — and exclaim, “Look who else is here! I think it’s time to head back to your flat, Neens.”

She pouts at that statement, but one look from her mom and she was waving goodbye to the player. You quickly collect all of her stuff scattered around the place and hand it to her mom, who seems too exhausted from her shift to even notice the other person in the room.

Once you close the door, you lean on it and sigh in relief. “Sorry about that. I sometimes watch her after tutoring if her mom isn’t back, yet.”

Jamie shakes his head. “Nah, not a problem. I love meeting fans. Real ego boost.” 

Yet another countless eye roll. “Calm down. You’re not even her third favorite player.”

Jamie scoffs, almost offended but after remembering the lasagna, he heads to the kitchen for a plate of his own. You walk beside him and after tripping over a loose marker Ronnie left, you fall forward. Jamie's reflexes kick in and he catches you quickly and you grab hold of his — really broad, you notice — shoulders to steady yourself.

Now you're stuck in a position that happens in almost every 90s rom-com you've watched: your feet diagonally off the ground with Jamie's hands gripping tightly at your waist. Both of you are too much in shock to move and simply look at each other with wide eyes. Your faces were close, too close to be platonic if it was intentional. So much so that if you leaned forward, just a little bit…

You snap out of the trance and move to stand straight up as Jamie lets go of you. You head over to the sink and quietly curse at yourself and that stupid blue marker. Things haven't been weird between you and Jamie for ages. And you weren't going to let the possible resurfacing of your feelings ruin that. Not again. Plus, if you were already burying your old feelings of resentment, why not add onto it too?

You go back to washing dishes when Jamie asks you a question. "Are you doing anything Saturday night?"

Given what just happened, your mind wanders off in the romantic direction before you shake your head. Instead, you respond, "I think you know better than anyone that I never do anything Saturday night." You reply as you wipe your hands. "Why?"

"Just wondering if you want to get a drink with me. Well, you get a drink and I get water 'cause fucking Roy’s banned me from alcohol till the season’s over. I just really need a night out. Fucking Zava, I swear." Forget the fact that he was technically at a night out with his teammates earlier; he more of just wanted a night out with someone who isn't so related to his football life. Or, he just really wants a night out with you.

You snort at that last comment but oblige anyway, ignoring the feeling of disappointment.

Jamie and you had only ever hung out together in the comfort of your own home. You'd just assumed that it was to avoid any unwanted press and since the bar he mentioned was one of those members-only pubs, it makes sense that the first time the two of you hung out publicly was there. But seeing as it was a pub, it's not going to be a romantic not-a-date date that you'll be going on.

Though, you soon realized how different it was from your usual places. Everyone there was dressed up so formally and you were glad that you picked the black trousers that you usually only wear to work over your everyday jeans that had paint stains at the bottom of them. Maybe you had worn it in case Jamie at the last minute decided to take a detour to a nice restaurant, but you were relieved either way.

The two of you ended up just sitting in the bar while Jamie complained about his most recent Twitter feud. Christ, you pray for Keeley Jones for having to deal with all his PR nonsense. When he starts shit-talking Roy for getting him up at 4 am for training, — “I thought he was joking!” — you end up tuning out of the conversation knowing how long the rant was going to be.

Your eyes drift off behind Jamie when you notice a familiar face. Suddenly, it felt like the walls were closing in on you. You could feel your breathing hitch and your fingers were scratching the inside of your palm. Before you could even consider doing anything, he reached you.

"Jamie Tartt!" The footballer's train of thought is broken and he turns to his former teammate to greet him. "Haven't seen you since you went off to be a reality star!"

Jamie simply rolls his eyes at the comment. "Well George, I haven't seen you since they forced you out of Man City!"

"They couldn't afford me anymore," He shrugs before his eyes land on yours. You shift in your seat and you can see the exact moment when Jamie notices how uneasy you've become. "And who's this with you?"

He doesn't remember you. And why would he? To him, you were just another crazed fan at a pub, one of many he's encountered over the years. You doubt that the memory of that night stuck with him the way it did to you.

"This is (Y/N), an old friend of mine," Jamie adds carefully and you build up enough courage to shake his former teammates' hand, but not enough to stay in this conversation.

"I'll let you two catch up while I get another drink." You explain, in an obviously fake cheery voice, but only Jamie spots it. He reaches out for your hand on the table to comfort you, but you swipe it away before he can.

You head off to the other side of the bar to order another beer, but you can't stop your eyes from shifting over to the pair of them again. Jamie looked so comfortable laughing and talking to George. You scoff at the sight. How could he act so chummy with that guy when he was the driving force for why the two of you ended on shitty terms in the first place?

Jamie's told you all about how he's been working on himself and trying to become a better person, but a part of you still feared that one interaction with that guy would unravel everything. He was an absolute prick; the number of fights and scandals Jamie had been in for his entire career was nothing compared to the amount George had in his first five years.

You wanted to trust Jamie, but he was always quick to change who he was when he was around certain people. You just hoped he had grown enough to not let his Man City "mentor" — too many of George’s scandal photos had a 19 to 22-year-old Jamie Tartt in the background — bring back the side of him he's tried so hard to erase.

You don't know how long they were talking, but by the time they moved over to the pool table, your vision was already starting to blur. The drinks just kept coming. Flashbacks from that night started to come in too: the spotting Jamie in the crowd, the confrontation, the holding back of tears, and the walk-out. You couldn't look over at the pair of them without an intense pain appearing in your chest.

Jamie looked back to where you were supposed to be seated and found you spacing out into a corner. It was the same dreamy and tired look you had the first time you tested your alcohol limit when your parents were out of town. Immediately, he abandoned the game of pool and rushed over to you.

"Maybe that's enough alcohol for tonight." Someone pulls the Cosmopolitan from your grasp and you squint your eyes to identify them as Jamie.

"Ha, that's rich coming from you." You can't remember how many times you've had to help Jamie sneak up the stairs and into his bedroom after a night out. "Aren't you still busy hanging out with that Man City prick?" Lack of tactfulness is the most obvious sign you'd drank too much.

"Woo, a little harsh there," You hear George come up to the two of you. You rush — well, more of stumble — forward to confront him, but Jamie holds you back. The retired footballer points out, "She's a feisty one."

"Let's bring you back to your flat, yeah?" Jamie offers softly, but you remove yourself from his arms and shake your head.

"I am perfectly capable of getting home by myself." You grab your clutch from the table. "Don't want to ruin another night for you guys, right?"

A pang of guilt visibly hits Jamie, but George is just left confused. You start to walk towards the exit and get to the door till you feel someone gently take hold of your left arm.

"You can't even see your phone clearly to book a taxi. I'll drive you home." Jamie's voice is low and whatever common sense you have left takes him up on your offer. He turns his head to say goodbye to George, but all the former footballer does is shout, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" following by a boastful laugh.

You clench your clutch at the comment, but Jamie brings you out the door before you can turn back and do something that'll land you on the front page of the Sun the next morning.

When you get to Jamie's car, he carefully helps you into the passenger's seat and puts on your seatbelt before getting into the car himself. Once the car starts, you take the chance to close your eyes in an attempt to remedy the throbbing headache you feel is already coming on.

You don't know how long you stay like that, but when you open your eyes, you're already at your building. You slowly get out of the car and once you make it to the sidewalk, Jamie asks, "Can’t believe you just downed a dozen drinks like a recent divorcee."

"I wonder why," You scoff and side-eyed him, unwilling to move your head from looking forward. You see the footballer's expression drop and suddenly you understand what Liv was going on about. You finally break. "How could you still be so friendly with him, Jamie! He’s an absolute arse and everyone in England knows it!"

"He was my teammate! And still a major name in football, even after retirement and all the shit he’s done. I didn't want to risk anything!" Maybe if you were sober, you'd accept that reason. There were countless alumni, tenured professors, and chairmen that you had to suck up to just to keep your job. But were drunk people ever known to be rational?

"Is that why you let him talk to me like that? Back in the pub?"

"You two barely spoke a word to each other," Jamie points out but you shake your head furiously.

"I mean back in Cardiff!" You exclaimed loudly and you knew for a fact that at least one of your neighbors had heard your outburst. But you didn't really care.

For a moment, neither of you said anything. You went to walk up the stairs, expecting it to be the end of it. If Jamie didn't have anything to say, then what was the point? He'd let you walk away and tomorrow morning, you'd be back to normal and you can just pretend this night didn't happen. You've done it before.

"You said you didn't want to talk about that." Jamie finally speaks up.

"I thought I didn't," you admit, your voice levels lower than before. You continue walking when you feel a presence following suit. You stayed in that silence till you made it back to your flat. It's a miracle you didn't tip over on the way in, but spite was enough to power you through.

Jamie closed the door behind him and sighed, "I couldn't just ignore him at the bar."

Suddenly, any fear of confrontation seemed to disappear. Your anger resurfaced and you spit out, "You seemed just fine ignoring me for seven years." You turn to face him and for a second, the pitiful look in his eyes almost made you back off. Almost. "Or is abandoning your best friend easier when she's not some big-shot footballer?"

"I know you're mad," Jamie starts and you angrily run your hands through your hair.

"Yes, I'm mad, Jamie!" You shout and you watch him take a step back, but you don't falter. "I'm mad at you! Seeing George tonight just reminded me of it and how a part of me still fucking hates you for taking their side."

"I've been trying to apologize—"

"I know, Jamie, but I'm still pissed at you, okay? For leaving me like that! And for letting me leave that night! I mean, how could you? Just throw away a decade of friendship for some football assholes that threw you away the second they could." Everyone knew how Jamie's career with Man City ended and it was surely a sore spot for the player, but at that moment, you didn't care.

Before Jamie can even defend himself, you start again. "I... fuck Jamie, I loved you. You were my best friend. I would've spent every waking hour with you if I could've. But you couldn't care less about me, right? The moment someone more famous than me believed in you the same way I always did. You just stopped answering my calls, and my texts, and even my parents when they asked you for me! Worst of all, you didn't give me a single reason why!

"Honestly, I would've been fine if you did stop being friends with me, as long as you gave me an explanation. Even if it was for some stupid reason that I wouldn't understand or hate you for, because at least I could've moved on! Instead, I spent years wondering where it all went wrong. If I could've done something, anything to change what happened." You start to feel the strain on your throat and know for a fact that at least one of your neighbors would be eavesdropping, but you were finally letting it out.

Your voice comes out hoarse, "And then the next time I did see you, in that pub, you were a whole new person. A complete and utter prick, Jamie. After that night, I prayed that you'd come to your senses. Do the decent thing and apologize, even if it was just a fucking text or something. But no, you kept ignoring me and pretending I didn't even exist. So I forced myself to stop thinking about you. To stop caring about you calling me. To stop dreaming about you telling me you fucked up and that you were sorry. So I could move on with my life."

You look away from Jamie and around the living room in an attempt to stop the tears from flowing down. You were unsuccessful. "And after years, I did move on. I went to London, got a job, and stayed as far away as I could from football. From you. But God, you always find a way back to me, huh?

"It just had to be you who found me in Nelson Road that night. It had to be you who picked me up, who drove me home, and reminded me how happy I was when we were kids. So much so that I thought I'd be fine without an apology! As long as I had you back in my life, it'd be fine. But as you can tell now, it's not." The amount of alcohol in your system was wearing you down and you were starting to get tired.

You start to lose your balance when Jamie's there to catch you, but you harshly push him off you. He doesn't seem affected by your strength, but even then, he moves back.

  "Just get out, Jamie." is all you manage to say this time and after hesitating for a moment, he does. Now you're left alone again, only with your thoughts and the realization that any chance of bringing back what you had with Jamie was gone.

A/N: and that's that! i hope this teases the interlude nicely cause i'm sick of being so vague about that night since that's up next and trust me, it gets worse in that one... anyway i hope you all enjoyed this one!

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[solarwynd]

https://www.tumblr.com/solarwynd/765358565733072896/i-feel-a-bit-burnt-out-on-big-pop-songs-nowadays?source=share

Sorry this isn't really Jimin related but I was thinking about this today. Caveat I know there's a lot of great music and talented musicians who are doing cool stuff around but my gripe is that we're getting less and less mainstream exposure to it and all my points are specifically about how exposed the gp is to it, not people who are deep in a particular genre or the indie scene

For one thing the alt pop, rock, edm, britpop and punk genre has totally shrunk in on itself in the mainstream compared to about a decade or two ago. Hip hop and rap have generally expanded to sort of replace that void but this year has been disappointing I think? Is it just me? Apart from the KL - Drake beef in the summer ofc. I'm glad Latin music, afrobeats and kpop is getting bigger but it's also centered on a few big names imo, rather than being full fledged established genres. I'm no expert but that's my layman assessment. Countrys getting bigger but I dislike country so this is bad news for me 😭

But also do you remember when tv series used to try to promote artists? Sure they'd play some current radio hits or oldies and it still happens once in a while like running up that hill with stranger things but we used to get 22 episodes with at least a few indie songs playing in the past. Now that series are getting shorter and shorter, it's had this unexpected side effect of limiting that kind of exposure. Also does anyone feel mainstream movie soundtracks are getting worse too? I think it's cause most of them are marvel Disney movies and they're pretty barren from a soundscape pov. Using Justin Timberlake's bye bye bye during the Deadpool opening scene? Some of the most uninspired shit I've seen in a while.

Even the films that released as musicals this year - all of them are recycling songs from their original theatrical productions like wicked or mean girls or they don't have any new songs at all like joker folie a deux. I don't know if it's because I aged out of watching them, but it also feels like Disney channel used to have more music in general for their teen audience - high school musical movies, camp rock, victorious, Hannah Montana, descendants - need to ask some kids if they still have shows or movies like these still. Again I don't know if I aged out of this either but Disney also used to just release more animated movies with original music right? Not just releasing lion king and Mulan or whatever again with the same songs slightly tweaked with new singers. Also this is apropos of nothing but remember when glee was a thing 😭

But even as TV and movies were getting less musically diverse, I feel like in the late 2010s and around the pandemic, Tiktok, Snapchat, social media in general was taking its place and exposing people to new music. The problem is that music labels quickly caught on and nowadays tiktok is also the same roster of top 40 hits as radio with influencers being paid to dance to a song or tiktok being paid so-called heating deals to promote certain songs. Same thing with Spotify. Spotify has always had paid playlists but the way they push the same songs over and over again now is crazy.

Anyway I sound like old man yells at clouds so I'm going to stop griping and start actively seeking out new music outside what's trending. I was just curious if other people also feel this narrowing or if it's just me

This is such a good assessment and I agree with you.

[insertlovelyperson]

What do you think each Quarry counselor's favourite genre of music would be?

Emma - It’d be a mix of pop, female rappers, and show tunes. When you hit shuffle on her playlist, you never know exactly what you’re gonna get. One of the billboard top 100? Perhaps. The main theme to Interstellar composed by Hans Zimmer? Also very likely.

Nick - “Relaxing Sleep Music, Calm Music, Yoga, Sleep Meditation, Spa, Study Music, Rain Sounds”  as found on YouTube (8 hours long)

Jacob - He’d claim to be a fan of rock music, but then he’d show you his playlist, and it’s all just swag rock.

Kaitlyn - Is actually a fan of rock music. Kind of a ‘rock snob’ as she will only listen to the old bands—scoffs at Jacob’s playlist. I could see her getting pumped to some ACDC, Queen, and Grateful Dead as she gets ready each morning.

Abi - 80s hair metal. One of her parents would play their favorite bands for her growing up, and she just attributes it to some good memories (she thought her mom was going to leave her dad for Jon Bon Jovi and used to cry herself to sleep over it). But I think if you asked her, she’d  lie and say she listens to whatever’s on the radio.

Laura - This woman had an emo phase in middle school. I can FEEL it. I think she’d listen to a lot of alternative music, and a big chunk of her playlist would be all the greats she listened to back in the day (i.e. MCR, early FOB, P!ATD but only the albums Ryan Ross was there for).

Ryan - Like Laura, I think he’d be into some alternative bands, but lean more toward metal and punk (rather than pop-punk). Lana Del Rey would be his secret guilty pleasure. 

Dylan - He’d be into some experimental, indie music. He just looks like the kind of dude to be like, “You listen to music with words in it? Let me put you on to some new shit,” and then just plays you an album of poly-rhythmic synth-jazz where every song is fifteen minutes long, and you just kinda have to nod along so you don’t hurt his feelings.

Max - Country. Or more specifically, CUNTtry. Just a bunch of women singing about how they’re gonna murder their abusive, cheating husbands. It makes him feel powerful.

[bvunniebaby]

the evans and their favorite arctic monkeys album (gn!reader x the evans)

note: this only consists of tate, kit, kyle, jimmy, jpm, rory and kai— their seasons are the only ones i've watched LMAO. they're also the only ones i think would listen to the monkeys.

CAUTION: opinions, slight mentions of intercourse, mentions of being impregnated, cursing, and ahs spoilers.

tate langdon - favorite worst nightmare

-he's definitely a big fwn guy, alex turner wrote 'do me a favor' just for him I JUST KNOW IT. the album title fits him too.

-he found out about arctic monkeys through you when he was looking at your spotify playlist. he found the band name a little bit silly so he played it but to his surprise, he actually liked it.

-his favorite songs have to be brianstorm and d is for dangerous.

-he probably also like 'humbug' and 'whatever people say i am, that's what i'm not'.

kit walker - the car

-not so sure about this but considering that he works at a gas station, 'the car' kinda fits him and it also sounds kinda old and funky so i think kit would like that

-he probably listens to arctic monkeys when you play it in your record player. he wasn't really a big fan of it at first but he grew into it and the band reminds him alot about you so he really likes it now.

-his favorite song is probably 'i ain't quite where i think i am' and 'body paint'

-he also likes tranquility base hotel and casino and plays it after a long day at work

kyle spencer - whatever people say i am, that's what i'm not + humbug

pre-death

-he definitely likes wpsia and relates to it.

-he discovered it at a frat party and liked it. he probably listens to them after class. you both became friends because you also liked the monkeys.

- his favorite song has to be 'riot van', 'certain romance', and 'mardy bum'

-he also likes am because who doesn't

franken kyle

-humbug is his favorite because of how slow it is and how it's not as fast paced like the other albums.

-he listens to arctic monkeys when you play it and cuddle with him. you play it so much while you guys cuddle to the point where he associates the band with cuddling.

-his favorite songs are 'secret door' and 'cornerstone'

-he also likes tbhc because it's calm, he gets jumpscared when 'she looks like fun' plays though. he also likes 'i wanna be yours', the calm stuff basically.

jimmy darling - am

-jimmy definitely likes 'am'. his hair is also just as musty and covered in hair gel like alex in his late 'sias' and 'am' era.

-he heard 'am' through the local radio and really liked it. he sings 'r u mine?' for you in one of his performances on the freak show, and you absolutely love it.

-one of his favorites are 'do i wanna know?', 'fireside', and 'snap out of it', but absolutely despises 'why'd you only call me when you're high?' because he says "the lyrics are too real".

-jimmy stays loyal to his beloved 'am', probably because he doesn't know other albums exist, you're trying to get him into 'sias' though.

james patrick march - tranquility base hotel and casino

-james adores 'tbhc', he thinks the storytelling and the story itself is genius. but even how much he likes it, he wouldn't be caught alive listening to it (probably because he's dead).

-he first listened to the monkeys when you asked him to play something that isn't jazz. you forced him to spin one of your records, so he picked 'tbhc' because he found the title intriguing. he loves it but would never admit to you.

-'star treatment', 'one point perspective', and the title track are always on repeat for him. he thinks 'golden trunks' are the two of yous' song.

-james probably doesn't explore the arctic monkeys much, he listened to 'the car' but it was too modern for his taste.

rory monahan - suck it and see

-assuming that rory lives in california, he would definitely listen to "sias'. he also fits the album's aesthetic very well.

-you both discovered arctic monkeys at a record store. he picked 'suck it and see' as a joke and because he's a borny little shit. to his surprise, he ended up liking it though.

-'black treacle', 'piledriver waltz', and the title track are his favorites. you'd both debate on which one is better: the 'sias' version of 'piledriver waltz' or alex turner's version, he always defends the 'sias' version for some reason.

-he probably listens to the other albums but not as much as he does to 'sias'.

kai anderson - am

-he doesn't listen to 'am' that much, he doesn't listen to music that much in general. he thinks it's something sacred and should only be listened to when doing something holy, like creating a messiah with your sister through your gay boy toy twink cult member.

-he discovered 'am' through the internet, and plays it typically when he works out or attempting to "create a messiah" with you.

-he only listens to 'do i wanna know' because it's average republican behavior—he also only listens to mainstream music so like it's the only song he knows.

-as i said, mainstream music type of guy, so definitely only am.

[mysterionrisez]

idk much to ask about for hcs, but what genre of music do you think each of the main 4 likes (and craig's gang if u wanna)? :D

it took me a bit to get to this bc this question means so much to me you dont understand . ANWAYS

stan: ...very generic answer but like. midwest emo. dad rock. and like.. emo / pop rock too??? he could rock w/ some fall out boy, but not like patd cuz its too theatre kidsy. and OBVIOUSLY the front bottoms and alex g and modern baseball!! if we learned anything in band in china its that he very much treats music like an outlet for his emotions. and on that note he listens to metal too, but mostly when he is mentally at his worse.

kyle: i dont think i could pin him down to one genre, he's a big music guy but stays within the constraints of "music with authenticity but not to the point that it makes him look pathetic". so he's not listening to the front bottoms like stan is because that's just.. TOO raw, and hes caught up in the "lack of music conventions" in stan's music taste (he doesn't know a thing about music theory so he'll get pissed if you ask why). at the same time like kyle would NOT be into overproduced shit you hear on the radio u feel me. he curates his spotify playlist moods well, new wave/folk/indie rock/r&b at his neutral state and hip hop/punk/harder rock when at his other neutral state (pissed off). he doesn't listen to music when he's sad he just sits there in silence with a thousand yard stare

cartman: once again, expected answer, but he's a bubblegum pop girlie, so like britney spears/lady gaga/justin timberlake/beyonce OBVIOUSLY!!! he also likes hyperpop but the types that lean more into the "pop" part than the "hyper" part like charli xcx and carly rae jepsen. he hates listening to anything that isnt fun and stan and kyle dont like anything too fun so every road trip where they pass the aux across the group is a warzone

kenny: quite literally will listen to anything and everything. falls into the industrial pop / electropop scene frequently because he loves that it all sounds very New! he is a very social individual so he's most likely to put on what will get a rise out of his friends, he puts on 100 gecs and nine inch nails everytime he gets the aux because they bitch about it the entire time. its funny. he prefers to have noise on 24/7 and will even listen to pop country if it means unlocking new emotions

butters: will also listen to anything but to a worse degree. kenny has a rationale for what he listens to and why he enjoys it but butters just hears a song and decides its the best thing he's heard in his life. he's well versed in the girlypop scene through cartman but he also thinks that ajr is genuinely #deep. you know those overproduced songs that sound like they'd be in old navy commercials??? yeah. butters would listen to that shit.

but also worth mentioning hes not really a music person like he doesnt have spotify and most of what he listens to is through his friends

craig: just straight up does not listen to music. he doesnt hate it but there is no urge and he is DEEPLY noise sensitive, and a lot of music is unpredictable. more likely to put on a tv show he's already seen 437587354 times if he needs sound in the background.

clyde: college frat bro vibes like hes into really fake diluted edm like chainsmokers and calvin harris kinda bullshit. he is NOT a music guy and just searches "top hits" and listens to whatever spotify spits at him.

tolkien: another will-listen-to-mostly-anything soldier! he's most accustomed to stuff his parents play around him, so a lot of 60s rock, blues, jazz, swing, shit like that. he's a mild-tempered guy with a mild-tempered taste in music, he'll go crazy for a good guitar solo/bassline like jimi hendrix. because of that he's offput by anything too loud or raunchy like kenny's music but he's desperate to fit in with his peers so he makes it work

jimmy: not very notable because i think he has generic music enjoyment however i do think he's one of weird al yankovic's top streamers on spotify. he and kenny team up to create the worst queue at the house party. he's the one tossing in witch doctor and crazy frog

tweek (just for fun): is very scared of lyrical music trying to communicate Themes and Ideas to him so he listens to car crash sfx type a beats just to get the demons out

wendy (also for fun): dykezilla who listens to laufey and phoebe bridgers and beabadoobee. what can i say.

[eleanorfenyx]

I was tagged by @earlgreytea68, thank you! I always love talking about music lol

You can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. put your favourite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs then tag ten people! no skipping!

So I actually have a playlist of like 48 hours of music that I listen to almost exclusively because I play it on my community radio show every Friday -- I put it on shuffle and whatever plays, plays, so I just have to own up to my all-over-the-place music taste, sometimes chatting about particular songs or artists as I feel like it, aaand that's the whole show lol. But anyway I'm going to put that playlist on and see what comes up!

The Doorman by Watchouse (formerly Mandolin Orange)

Forrest Gump by Frank Ocean

Polaroid Love by ENHYPEN

Kanashimi yo Konnichiwa by Yuki Saito

Baby I'm a Star by Prince & the Revolution

Sagittarius Superstar by COIN

Old 45's by Chromeo

Viva la Vida by Coldplay

Sin Wagon by The Chicks

I Got You (I Feel Good) by James Brown

Okay I feel like that actually wasn't as weird as it could have been. There was one show a couple weeks ago where I ended up playing Bubblegum Bitch by Marina and the Diamonds and it was immediately followed by Come Away With Me by Norah Jones (a transition that literally made me laugh out loud by myself at the station) and then it was Uptown Girl by Billy Joel..It was a bit of whiplash haha, and that's usually pretty standard.

But anyway! No pressure on anyway to play, but I'm tagging: @wei--wuxian, @wincestielfttfwin, @labyrynth, @forever-niji, @lansplaining, @oft-goes-awry, @omgpurplefattie, @scarlet-gryphon, @wishthatiwasnessiesgirl, and @epistemologys (sorry epi I have no idea why I can't tag you properly lol) plus anyone else who sees this who wants to play along! I'm terrible for picking people to tag in these kinds of games but I'd like to hear from anyone who wants to share their music ♥

[effrvsnt107]

I’m going to make a TenAmy playlist. You inspired me. Now do you have some really good song recs, pretty please?

Omg whatttt I’d be more than happy to!! I’ve already made one (their silly cannot be suppressed anon I’m glad you get it) these all have the sameish vibe so I hope you have a similar music taste/vibe of them. MAKE SURE YOU SEND IT TO ME WHEN YOU MADE IT!!

I saw this in a very good elevenamy playlist and since then I haven’t been able to stop myself from listening. It’s 2010s so it’s Amy’s vibe yk? It’s her period of music and it feels like it. “The stars are made of holograms.” “It was a lovetap for all we know.”

On a elevenamy playlist again, but it is also tenamy. They fall in love in stages her whole life. “He’d do the nappies” (use that as ten’s want to be human and lowkey want a family, melody pond and the fact he is a father) and “lots of people think [he’s] gay” and that’s cool because he is a little.

It’s not living if they aren’t with each other, yk? The only man who is even real to her is an alien who crashed into her garden at the age of 7. If he doesn’t have a companion he isn’t living because he longs to show the universe. Plus, if you view the hypothetical like I do, he has just condemned his whole species back into a time lock of self appointed ‘hell’ he is doing everything to seem chill and normal in front of her. But when you are him, you can’t be normal about that. And she likes that.

THEIR SONG. THIS IS THEIRS AND I WILL SCREAM. She’s got a boyfriend (fiancé or husband whatever) but he can fill his shoes. The Doctor vs a nurse, childhood dreams vs the adult explanations of her. Plus, they look quite alike if you squint and see them doing the same pose.

“You sit there in your heartache, waiting on some beautiful boy to save you from your old ways. You play forgiveness, watch out here he comes.

He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus, but he talks like a gentleman, like you imagined when you were young”

Not sure why, but I see it. Maybe it’s P!ATD that’s doing it because they’re very 2010s tumblr girl and as you can see, I dig that vibe for them. Maybe it’s the Vegas being associated with gambling and the whole these of the song being performance and they lyrics “we gotta be starting something, would you change it if you could?” And I’m just like. Them.

Maybe the instrumental is pushing me to say this, plus “you and I were made of glass, we’d never last”

Early 2000s song so it’s kinda him. She will be loved for him, he keeps dropping her off and he’s done it so many times but he still wants her and she still wants her raggedy doctor (who in the tenamy would that be his name? Not sure give me thoughts)

Amy is cool yk

Fun fact, listened to this is Tesco’s for the first time and I didn’t think about it again until tenamy. No idea if it’s about an affair or something else, it just feels them.

I haven’t gathered the e edgy tenamy songs that I’d imagine heartbreaking edits to just haven’t been discovered (except maybe Ghost of you by MCR) so unfortunately you don’t get the angst.

Those are my tenamy’s! I tried to stop myself from adding any Taylor Swift/Lana Del Rey/The Smiths because one i add one about 50 billion of their coke to mind. BUT THATS IT (for now) ILY TAKE CARE

[rainbowxocs]

My Bio!! Written By Alice!!

Name: Alice ThoroughGood!

Alt Name: Ana ThoroughGood.

True Name: S_______

Old Patient Number: Patient 0.

Username: @fakeana0

Old Titles: Puppet.

Nicknames: Anabanana, Fake Ana, Hero, Mimic.

Chronological Age: 24.

Age: 18! I think.. I dunno.

Pronouns: She/Her!

Sexuality: um.. pansexual? I think?

Gender: Trans Girl! I think!

Species: Mimic! Tho I’m not a bad one I promise!!!

Mimic Information: Alice currently has made her own form, however she is technically mimicking Daisy’s.. um.. let’s just say ��body”..

Medical Stuff: Uhhh.. I have issues and problems… But I dunno what they’re called.. Hypothermia….? Snowblindness…? frost.. Bite..? Autism….? Anxiety?????? No wings,, dissociation,,,, post traumatic… whatever,,,,,, uhhhhh Probably more…

Religion: Uhhh I dunno. I use to believe in the cultivator I guess.. since he took me under his wing.. but honestly.. he was dead to me a long time ago..

Job: Train Conductor.

Lives in: I use to live in Level Ten, but now I live in Wisconsin with the other patients.

Languages: Fae, English, ASL.

Height: 5’7”

Ethnicity: Fae.

Accent: Stilted, Awkward.

Voice Claim: Rei from Evangelion.

Powers: Ice and Snow Manipulation, Shapeshifting, Psychic Damage, Teleportation, Speaking to Plants/Fungi, Noclipping, Talking to Animals, Healing, Static, Creation Magic.

Weaknesses: General Fae Weaknesses. No none special weaknesses.

Alignment: Lawful Good.

Text Color: Blue, Sometimes Rainbow.

Favorite Animal: Polar Bear, Olm, Opossums!

Hobbies: uhhhh…. Drawing and Crafting..? I like.. to play the flute as well.. and I do Ice Skating.. and I play the Kalimba..

Favorite Drinks: Hot Chocolate , Chocolate Milk.

Favorite Meals: Chicken Soup, Waffles, Cinnamon Rolls.

Favorite Snacks: Snow, Sticks, Grass, Tree Bark, Raisin, Mint.

Favorite Dessert: Christmas Cookies, Snow Cones, Snow Cream, Cinnamon Rolls.

Favorite Flower: Snowdrops, Poinsettia, Holly, Mistletoe.

Scent: Tv Static, Freshly Fallen Snow, Flowers.

Handedness: Left Handed.

Blood Color: Glittery Black.

Birthday: January 1st 2000. (Daisy says I’m a goat..?)

Theme:

Playlist:

Fun Facts: I like math, and I like.. TV.. shows.. like.. I love Lucy and the Moomins.. I like.. spelling too.. and I like movies like the last unicorn, Alice and wonderland, Peter Pan, The Wizard of Oz.... cause it’s relatable.

Special Interests: Um.. dunno… I guess.. Mimicking?

Stims: Squishy Icecube, Fidget Jewelry, Shakers, Snowglobes, Sensory Jars.

Stimboard: LINK

Moodboard: LINK

Fashionboard: LINK

Soul: Inkcap Mushroom

Comfort Objects: Blanket, Snowglobe, Music Box, Mimikyu, Djungelskog, Blahaj, Flute, Paper Snowflakes, Heffalump Plush, Snowman Plush.

Family:

Camilla Liddell (Mother by Proxy.) She.. wasn’t really my mother at all..

The Cultivator (Father Figure.) :(..

Radio (Father Figure) :)

Daisy, Daisy, Bell. (Twin Sister, by Proxy.) :(…

Mouse ThoroughGood. (Sister Figure.) :) Mouse is one of my best friends.. I trust her with my life..

Friends: Eyeris, Grat.

Models:

(Normal, Vessel, Halloween, Retro.)

Brief Personality: Alice is incredibly awkward, It’s hard to have a true personality when you have been mimicking people for your entire life. But overall she is very sweet if a bit clingy, She doesn’t mean any harm to anyone she is just trying to figure herself out and who she truly is. She does have a bit of.. anger.. boiling underneath the surface however..

Brief Backstory: A long long time ago, deep in the feywild. A mimic was born. All mimics are born as a blank slate of sorts, ready to mold themselves into whatever they see around them. This mimic, was the same. She would copy rocks and trees and mushies, whatever was around her. She called it her “job”, which the adult mimics were amused by.

One day, while this mimic was wandering the feywild not paying much attention to her surroundings. She accidentally slammed her face into a tree, the mimic dizzily rubbed their head as they looked around. This wasn’t the feywild, this was human territory.

The mimic panicked and turned to go back before she heard a sound. It sounded like a child crying. The mimic cautiously followed the sound until she came upon a house in the middle of the woods, she snuck over until she found where the sound was coming from.

It was coming from a little human. The mimic peered in through the windows of the house, barely being able to peek through the wooden planks that boarded up the window. There was a girl, crying and clutching something that the mimic did not recognize.

The Mimic decided, that this was going to be her new best friend. She would visit the human everyday, watching her play, the mimic would shapeshift into different animals and show them to the girl. She liked making her smile and laugh.

One day, the girls mother abandoned her. The mimic tried everything to help the girl escape, but it was no use. She was too weak. She wandered through the forest around the girls house trying to find something to help her. Until she came across an adult fae!!

She ran up to him excitedly. He didn’t seem surprised to see her for some reason, but she brushed that off. She told him about the girl who was trapped, and how she wanted to help her.

The adult knelt down, softly rubbing the mimics cheek. “You want to help so bad, don’t you?” He said, comforting the mimic. She nodded

“Can I tell you a secret?” He whispered. The mimic nodded more enthusiastically. “I have a plan, to save that human girl. She will be alright, I promise.”

“But… If you want.. I have something you could do for me.. Do you want to help?”

The mimic nodded even MORE enthusiastically. The adult reached out his hand and shook the mimics, some sort of glowing aura came out of her, and slowly turned into a mushroom. The adult put it on his keychain and stood up.

He grabbed the mimics hand and took her under his wing. They did save the human girl and the mimic became her official mimic, and the adult fae’s vessel. She took her job VERY seriously. She did everything for the fae, anything he wanted. She was his obedient mimic.

[THIS PART OF THE BACKSTORY HAS BEEN REDACTED DUE TO TIME TRAVEL BULLSHIT, CHECK BACK AFTER THE MYTH IS DONE. ALSO, SOME OF THE THINGS BELOW THIS LINE MIGHT ALSO BE CHANGED DUE TO SHENANIGANS]

After Daisy lost her humanity, The Mimic’s life changed dramatically. The whole world had changed, really. It wasn’t exactly the best change.. but she trusted Daisy, and she trusted Cultivator. She knew that if she just trusted them, everything would be okay.

That was until, Camilla took over the operation. Camilla ruled over this new place with an iron fist, and Cultivator retreated into the background. Camilla had a way of manipulating both Daisy and Cultivator in a way the mimic hadn’t seen before.

But with the two of them distracted, they did not notice the mimic as much. Which was fine with her, she knew they both had important jobs to do. So, she did the next best thing, The mimic could help Camilla!!

She would help Camilla with the people, and she would protect Camilla. She wouldn’t admit it to herself, but she hoped that maybe Camilla would see her as a daughter, like how Cultivator had taken the mimic under his wing.

One day, while Camilla was working on terraforming a new area of this dimension. The mimic was working hard to help, trying her best to impress Camilla. She actually managed to get some words of praise from the woman, which delighted the Mimic.

But, unfortunately, the mimic accidentally called Camilla mom. She genuinely didn’t mean to, but that made Camilla.. snap.. a bit.. She began to scream at the mimic, she had never seen Camilla like that before, it was like she was unhinged.

The mimic tried to calm her down, but Camilla grabbed her by her hair and dragged her into an area she had never seen before, a deep dark forest. Camilla told her that she wasn’t going to let this happen again, she was going to make sure she got the job done this time. She wasn’t going to let her slip through the cracks this time.

The mimic was so confused, she didn’t understand what Camilla was saying. She tried to fight back against her but suddenly she felt her vision turn white, something in the mimic. snapped.

Camilla had cut off the mimics wings, she had brutally attacked the mimic before abandoning her there, however, the mimic survived. When she finally woke up, she was in a pool of her own blood, and completely disoriented.

For the next few weeks, the mimic tried to find a way to escape. But wherever she was, there was no exit. Her magic was so weak, she couldn’t even teleport out of this place. If she could just explain to Camilla, she was sure she would let her out.

She would let her out right?

She had to let her out.

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, months turned into years. She didn’t know how long she had been here, snow began to fall, covering the forest and making it difficult to see.

She was so cold, and so hungry. There was no food anywhere, she had to resort to eating tree bark and snow. She was absolutely freezing. She could barely see. She felt herself going slowly insane from the loneliness.

After many years, the mimic became completely unrecognizable. She had gone completely insane, It had been eight years of nothing. Just snow. All snow. It’s all snow.

Until one day, The mimic was wandering, talking to herself. But she heard another voice.. actually, she heard a group of voices.. She began to follow it into a corner of the forest, reaching out her hand, she saw static consume her hand before she clipped through an invisible wall.

She was free.

She had finally escaped.

The walls around her began to freeze, slowly consuming everything she touched. She walked through the different levels and winding turns, the snow followed her wherever she went. She couldn’t escape it.

The Mimic followed the corridors until she found herself in an infinite Swedish shopping complex. She began to freeze over it as well, until in front of her a girl fell from seemingly out of nowhere, into a shelf, collapsing onto the ground.

The girl laid there motionless, The Mimic cracked its neck towards the sound, stumbling forward, shuffling towards the girl before completely freezing. Its eyes locking onto something on the shelf behind the girl. The mimic seemed completely terrified of a bulbous stuffed teddy bear behind the girl.

The girl raised her head ever so slightly, looking between the mimic and the bear. She reached up and slowly squished the bears head, showing the mimic it wasn’t dangerous. The mimic still looked absolutely terrified.

“…pred..ator…. G..onna….e…at me…” The mimic squeaked out, she hadn’t talked in years. The girl, seemingly also having a voice that hadn’t spoken in a very long time replied. “No mouth, can’t.”

The mimic tilted its head before slowly petting the bear. The girl moved to the side so the mimic could sit down with her and the bear. The girl looked at the mimic with a kindness they hadn’t felt in a very long time.

The mimic stared deeply into the girl. Avoiding showing her face fully, as to not hurt her. It grabbed the girls wrist and began to freeze it. She needed to keep her, she needed to make her stay. The girl didn’t try and get away, being slightly suicidal already. She just calmly talked the mimic down.

“That’s rude.” The girl said. The mimic explained how this was the only way she could keep her. The girl moved away her hand and gently told the mimic that she would stay as long as she could. She didn’t need to keep her like that.

The mimic, did not like the uncertainty of this. But the girl didn’t run away from her and didn’t seem to look down upon her. So she simply froze the ground beneath her in anxiety. The girl began to ask questions about where exactly she was, what any of this was actually-

The mimic answered as best as she could without letting her emotions overtake her. She explained her purpose to the girl, how she was a mimic.

“What’s your name though?” The girl asked. The mimic seemed to shake her head in confusion, explaining that she didn’t have a name. Not for a long while anyways-

“Everyone has a name. It doesn’t have to be your real one. I have hundreds of names.” The girl said. The mimic stared at her for a few moments.. before softly saying.. “Ana…”

“My name is M. It’s nice to meet you, Ana.” M said, shaking Ana’s hand. The two of them now surviving this strange place together. The two of them began to explore around. M eventually was able to convince Ana to have her own outfit, despite a lot of protests from the mimic. M didn’t seem to care that she was a mimic at all, which surprised Ana.

The two of them traveled together, helping one another survive. Ana was able to help M clip through the walls into the next section of.. wherever they were. But.. unfortunately they didn’t land in a “NORMAL” part of the labyrinth, they landed on a stage. The two of them got forcibly separated, Ana then was standing before some kind of weird creature.

The creature welcomed her to the GREATEST GAMESHOW OF ALL TIME!!! Ana could win whatever her heart desired!! IF!! She could win!!! :) The creature extended a gloved hand to the mimic and asked her to make a deal.

Ana, naively, accepted. And for the next few weeks was trapped in an endless quiz show of questions she didn’t understand. M, eventually being able to outsmart the creature, found Ana. The creature attempted to make a deal with M, showing her greatest desires to her with its magic. However M was unphased and went behind the podium in order to help Ana.

Ana.. was getting… TIRED.. very very tired.. When the creature asked her another incomprehensible question, the floor began to freeze underneath her feet. And then the walls. The creature began to panic, mimics don’t normally have that strong of a power. The creature tried to convince the mimic to calm down but the sheer amount of power the mimic had scared the creature. The creature broke the deal and threw the two of them out into the void- to god knows where.

The two of them fell downwards into…somewhere completely incomprehensible… Ana had never seen this place before. There was nobody around.. It looked so distorted and glitched, it felt like they weren’t suppose to be there.

The mimic fell to her knees, next to M and began to cry. The ground freezing beneath her. “I..I’m sorry- I..I’m so sorry- th..is is all my fault-“

Ana grabbed her hair and began to pull on it violently. “I-I d don’t even knnoww wh ere w e are… I d donntt know how to get back..” The mimic began to shake violently.

M scanned the room for immediate threats before sitting crosslegged next to Ana. She pulled out what looked to be a hand carved flute and began playing some calming music.

Ana, paused seemingly entranced by the music, she very hesitantly crawled over to M, placing her head on her shoulder.

“I wish I could freeze you so you could stay with me forever.. But I can't do that anymore.. It’s.. “wrong”..” The mimic said sarcastically.

M lowered the flute from her lips. “...l have trouble staying in one place.. If I do go, it won't be on purpose though..” M paused “You're probably the best person l've met in months.”

Ana looked at her like she had two heads. “But I’m a mimic.. I’m not a real person.”

“You got emotions don't ya? I didn't say Human. I said person. Don't let assholes tell you what you are, they just don't want to admit they're being dicks to someone for no reason.” M said.

Ana began to tear up. “I don’t.. think I even count as a person.. I don’t even know who I am- I don’t know my name, I don’t know my favorite things- I don’t know anything..”

M went quiet for a moment. “I don’t know how old l am.. No one ever named me either.. It's pretty easy to feel like you don't exist when you're so busy surviving that you never have time to live.”

M put her arm around Ana, rubbing her shoulder. “Not knowing who you are is an AMAZING place to start a story, and that's all life is, right?”

The mimic smiled, snuggling into M’s side. “Yea.. I guess you're right..”

M looked around and sighed. “I really have no idea how to get us out of here.. This place is a sensory nightmare and I can't tell what's a threat and what's just.. an object.”

Ana tilted her head. “Hm.? Is this.. overwhelming for you..? I've.. never seen this floor.. but this is pretty normal for the hospital..”

M gripped Ana’s shoulder a bit tighter. “The colors are kind of too much and the lights are too bright. That does happen sometimes I guess, but here,, it's like, constant.. I can't help but feel that Nothing here can be described as "Normal"”

Ana paused for a moment. “Hmm.. What is it like where you're from then..?”

M thought. “It depends on where you are, I guess. I travel a lot. But nowhere l've seen is this.. Barren. I've been to cities where steel buildings reach up to a blue sky, where there are thousands of people rushing about caught up in their own lives. If you pick the right road and follow it though, it always leads to a green forest full of wild animals, squirrels and birds and all sorts of creatures filling the place with a feeling of life. Or rolling hills covered in golden wheat or tall corn that people have spent years tending. Everywhere is different, but even in deserts you know there's a feeling of life.”

M looked at Ana, smiling. “l used to love watching the sky at night. If you were in a city and climbed up to a rooftop you could see bright lights reflecting everywhere, silhouettes of buildings outlined in the night... Or lying in a field of grass and wildflowers with no one around for miles, listening to the bugs singing and finding constellations in the stars..”

“If you're far enough away from everything the sky seems a deeper black than you could imagine, with bright pricks of white light shining out against the dark. There's always the one that shines brighter than all the rest, and if you can find it you'll always be able to find your way. People find shapes in the stars and give them stories, too.. I always loved reading about those legends.”

“There's lots of bad things where I'm from. It's not always safe, and it's not perfect. But there were always these quiet moments that made it worthwhile if you'd stop and notice them... People would be cruel or kind, but most people just. Live.”

Ana seemed to stare in awe at M. “You're very lucky.. to have seen all that.. I.. don’t think I’ve seen anything close to that..” Ana paused. “Why did.. you "throw it away".? Did.. something happen..?”

“My mind wasn't a very good place for a while.. I lost someone important and made a lot of bad decisions. I still had people that cared about me.. I cared about them too, so goddamn much but-“ M scoffed. “Fuck... I dunno...”

“I always found another way.. that was what kept me going. When someone gives you two options it's because they really don't want you to do option three. But no one can run forever. I was tired. Hell, I'm still fuckin tired. And l've never been this trapped before.” M said.

Ana paused, looking at M. Before hesitantly grabbing her hands. The mimics hands were freezing, but it was almost comforting.. “I'm.. not good with words.. but I think I understand you.. I.. was alone.. for a very long time.. cold... and alone.. I.. was trapped.. and.. I just.. wanted everything to end.. But.. I escaped.. and- I promise I'll.. help you escape too.. I pinky promise..”

Ana smiled. “That's.. a very important gesture in my culture... fae stuff...”

M looked at Ana, before shaking and collapsing into Ana’s arms. Ignoring the cold. Silent tears were streaming down her face, Ana wrapped her arms around the girl. “I've got you... I promise.. We're friends now..”

M shakily pressed a small stone into Ana’s hand. The mimic looked at it in confusion, it had a name on it that she didn’t recognize. “Is this a gift..?”

M nodded. The mimic looked back at it in more confusion. “Whose.. name is that..?”

M tapped her own chest, Ana’s eyes shined with recognition, and she began to cry. “O h…”

Ana fashioned the stone into a necklace and put it around her neck, whispering her own true name into M’s ear.

“T h a n k you… [redacted]” Ana said, hugging her tighter. “I prom ise.. I’ll p rotect it..”

M in return fingerspelled. “Of course, [redacted]”

The two of them held eachother, both of them finally feeling safe, even if it was just for a moment. They spent the next few days attempting to find a way out of.. wherever they are.

M began to chat with Ana about her adventures and other stories on their way around this place. Ana tried her best to explain how this world works though even she didn’t know everything.

M told Ana of how she had been to this world before, and how after thinking about it.. She’s realizing that someone needs to stop this place at its source. That being Cultivator and Camilla. Ana chimed in with Daisy as well, but M seemed to be incredibly hesitant at the mention of that name.

“Well, there has to be a way out if Cultivator created this, right? Maybe we could go chat with the higher ups..” M said.

“CHAT? With them? You can’t be serious-“ Ana said, shaking her head. “The three of them are incredibly dangerous- none of them listen to reason-“

“They are our best shot at this. I mean, all of them are just people no matter what power they have.” M replied. “Everyone has something they care about, know? There's always a reason behind the methods, even if it is built in insanity.. There's gotta be a way to get through to them...”

Ana began to freeze the ground beneath her, and slowly began to panic. “You don’t understand- We.. we can’t- we just can’t-“

M slowed down a bit, putting her hand on Ana’s shoulder. “Why can’t we..?”

“I don’t want to be trapped again- I don’t want to go back there-“ Ana said, her breathing erratic.

“Trapped..?” M said, softly playing with Ana’s hair in an attempt to calm her down.

“She cut off my wings- She trapped me up there- I don’t- I can’t-“ M cut Ana off by pulling her into a hug.

“I.. deserved it- I’m.. dangerous- I- know I need to go back there- but I- just I can’t-“

“Sometimes... A lot more times than we should be dealing with.. Adults mean "I" instead of "We". And when they make a sacrifice.. often times they're not the ones giving something up. It's not okay. It should never happen.. But it happened to you, didn't it? Sometimes kids make mistakes, and are told they're naughty, or wrong, or sick, because of something they can't control.. And they get hurt because whatever adult should have been making sure they were safe or okay, in some way, didn't.. It's never because of the child.. it's a failing with the people who are supposed to make sure we're safe.” M said.

“It’s not your fault, Ana.” M squeezed tighter.

The mimic broke down crying in M’s arms, completely shattering. M promised her that she was going to fix this, that Ana wouldn’t have to live in fear like that again.

Ana and M made a camp and went to sleep.. When Ana awoke, M was gone.. It was like there was no trace of her left.. Ana was completely alone for a week, wondering what she had done wrong to make her disappear like that.. Until, one day Ana heard a familiar voice.

“Ugh, what is it this time..” The woman paused. “Wait.. I know this place.”

Ana looked at her with tears in her eyes, completely confused. “M…ouse..?”

“A-Ana?” In the soft sunlight it was easier to make her out now. Mouse was different than before. she seemed older, a few inches taller and there was laugh lines around her mouth. She seemed well-fed, pulling into contrast the thin scared thing she was before. the gloves she once wore are now silver gauntlets. She had a harness that seemed to have potions hanging from it, as well as a hatchet and dagger made of some strange metal. her dark hair falls down her back in a braid.

She smiled at Ana. “You haven’t changed a day.”

Ana reached up and grabbed Mouse, pulling her into a hug, her hands gripping into her as if she didn’t want to let go, ever. “Y-you, where did you go?? You've been gone for a week. I-“ She hiccuped. “thought something had happened to you.”

“A.. week huh..? I’m sorry I scared you. I guess I have some explaining to do huh?” She hugged Ana tighter. “I didn’t mean to leave you, I don’t have much of a choice it’s complicated.”

“I- thought I wasn’t able to save you. I..” Ana began to cry. “I don’t know what to do.. I don’t know how I’m going to fix this..”

Mouse’s grip tightens. “It shouldn’t be on you to save everyone. And it isn’t. I’m here now.”

“It's been a while for me. and that's a long story I can explain. But l've had a bit to think about this and I think we should go find the source. Someone, and i think we both know who, is corrupting this place. And I think it's time we got some answers.” Mouse said.

“..So we have to go and see them then..” Ana whispered. “..Fine then..”

The Cultivators Demise.

[speltfields]

NO WAAAYYY YOUR NEW WIP 😭😭😭😭 YOURE TRYING TO KILL US !!!!!

and about music he listens to it's so hard for me to decide some genre i've listened to all the shane playlists on spotify and i can't decide

what about you????

-🫶 anon

ok so first off to my non stardew followars (sorry) im gonna start tagging everything with #sdv posting so u can blaclklist. love u

answer under the readmore to save u all from the harmful psychic rays of my thoughts

i habe been thinking about the answer to this question for SOOOO LONGGGGG because i feel this has layers like here's all the different factors I have to consider

[and willfully ignore because hes my wet pathetic doll i can do whatever i want with]

1. stardew takes place in like the 80's yeah? 🤔🤔🤔 i ignore this one most of the time. giving them cellphones is funny. its the 2020s they all just have bad cell service and dial up still

2. emilys 8 heart event shane dresses like a punk. Dude gives off "i wanted to be a goth in middle school but couldnt afford tripp pants from the mall but now im an adult and too lazy to try" vibes. maybe his music taste reflects this

3. Umm he's "old" Lol (affectionate) I see him like late 30's early 40's...

4. But is he like COOL old or THINKS hes cool old (important distinction you have surely been around both types of men before and know the difference)

these are all of the factors i have to consider when choosing what music he would listen to.. the like "game takes place during the 80s" thing is the rule i play fast and loose. I only care about it if its funny contextually. usually its funnier if its not the case. Anyways onto the actual headcanons

I think shane would have pretty bad taste in music but once u are friends with him he's open to listening to new stuff and if you show him something new he hadn't heard before he'd say "Huh you're kind of weird aren't you 😏" making fun of you for it but secretly he'd think it was good/ he is def open to listening to new stuff. He secretly does like old school country as well. Noone knows this. You discover john denver/johnny cash cds buried under his bed (he listens to them to feel cool)

I think he would believe he had an eccentric music taste but then you'd go through his collection and its like... weezer. rhcp. maybe some metal. and ur like. This is Dad Rock Radio Tier and he'd be like "WHAT green day isnt dad rock" (i dont believe this yet but id say it to him anyway to make him mad. you understand)

you'd show him some shit like roswell kid and he'd go crazy for it even though its kinda cheesy. also he's randomly into stuff like aphex twin too.

I feel compelled to make him listen to the music i like but i know that that's wishful thinking. he's a dork that's why i like him. i might have to compound on this later when my brain works better (it takes me several weeks to form a single creative thought)

I haven't listened to any shane spotify playlists maybe i should... i do have my own playlist of songs that REMIND me of him but not necessarily stuff i think he'd listen to. I'm too embarrassed to post this 😈

[omegaremix]

Omega WUSB Summer 2021 Broadcasting Season.

Seventeen shows.

It’s the most Omega WUSB had ever done in a three-month span at that point. We usually do that in six months time. How was this all possible? One of our resident hip-hop programs Battlezone Radio had moved out of its’ weekly Wednesday midnight-3AM slot. We always love the extra time outside of our deluxe bi-weekly Saturday 10PM-midnight block, so we asked to take it and surprisingly, our reclusive deadbeat program-director at the time simply let us. And we had ideas. Lots of them.

Since that April, we had both bi-weekly slots. The new Wednesday slots are our ‘bonus’ broadcasts - music we play which didn’t fit our usual new, current, and relevant ‘deluxe’ Saturday shows. We used those Wednesday slots to fully exemplify independent radio. Vinyl / crate-digging finds, golden-era hip-hop / rap, thrash punk, noise, classic punk, classic industrial, and (for the first time ever) African musics made the cut. Our deluxe shows? Indie, electronic, noise rock, hardcore, post-punk / d.i.y., metalcore, shoegaze, and a double deluxe (!) showcase of everything hip-hop when we filled-in for -Tash’s Sound Vines. Too bad we couldn’t fill in for her a second time as we didn’t have enough music for another double deluxe show. (Wait ‘til next year.) And the most amazing thing? My friend Rob Villain came to visit New York City on a day we did our show, so he co-hosted. I hadn’t seen him in nine years, so we made the best of whatever little time he had before the flight to Las Vegas.

Still not content with doing two bi-weekly shows, our forever friend Kim of Purple Starlight also asked us to fill-in for her twice from midnight-3AM. That meant two label tributes in Awesome Tapes From Africa and Mexican Summer. As you see, Summer was always our time to burn bright to play the best finds of almost every genre imaginable and also go off-the-board to play other music we also like.

Why did we play all of this on our show? I am a diverse dee-jay behind the controls, so what you hear is also what I’m genuinely into. I have no threshold of sound whatsoever. Music is more accessible than ever before and even before the advent of the internet I always got my hands on everything I possibly could. Also, WUSB is an independent student-run station. Our dee-jays play what we want. We’re not fed money from suits to run an automated playlist or play the same songs you heard on other rock stations hundreds of thousands of times before. We prefer to play artists, songs, and genres other corporate stations wouldn’t dare look at. Simply put: we want to reach everyone, and we want to see who’s out there.

Now here it is: the final results of Omega WUSB’s entire 2021 Summer broadcasting season. Something for almost everyone. Chances are our future summers won’t be as intense as this from this point on, but we could be proven wrong.

June 2, 2021; #266 (vinyl, crate-digging, sampling)

June 5, 2021; #267 (electronics)

June 16, 2021; #268 (golden-era hip-hop, rap)

June 19, 2021; #269 (indie)

June 30, 2021; #270 (thrash, speed, crust punk)

July 3, 2021; #271 (double deluxe hip-hop)

July 10, 2021; #272 (shoegaze, alternative, dreampop)

July 14, 2021; #273 (classic punk)

July 17, 2021; #274 (metalcore, sludge, stoner, doom)

July 28, 2021; #275 (noise, obscura)

July 31, 2021; #276 (hardcore)

August 2, 2021; #277 (Mexican Summer tribute)

August 11, 2021; #278 (old-school, boombox hip-hop)  

August 14, 2021; #279 (noise rock, garage)  

August 25, 2021; #280 (African cassette expo-)  

August 28, 2021; #281 (post-punk, d.i.y., city)  

August 30, 2021; #282 (Awesome Tapes From Africa tribute)

[denimbex1986]

'Cillian Murphy’s Limited Edition (6 Music) | BBC Sounds...

“I’m very amenable to light housework – I find it therapeutic.” Yet another reason to love Cillian Murphy. An exceptional actor and funny, intelligent man, he has recently morphed into a sort of public cartoon: a combination of cheekboned Peak-enheimer hunk and God-another-interview boredom meme. A more human version of Murphy is to be found on 6 Music (“the best music station in the world”, he calls it, just before revealing his predilection for a spot of dusting) and, specifically, on Cillian Murphy’s Limited Edition.

The show, which airs from 10pm until midnight on Sundays, finds him creating a nocturnal playlist from his vast music collection. There’s a dreamy, avant-garde vibe that’s almost churchy at times – great to write to, or to shift from everyday mania into ambient half sleep. Murphy doesn’t talk too much, mostly giving snippets of information about whatever he’s playing. Last Sunday, quite sweetly, he told us how the Velvet Underground came up with their name, and also their nickname for Andy Warhol (Drella: a combination of Dracula and Cinderella); details that older listeners may well know, but perhaps not the casual Murphy fan, who’s tuned in because they fancy Tommy Shelby.

Anyway, music newbie or nerd, all will get their minds expanded. Murphy’s taste is wide, unusual and free: he played the surprisingly interesting No, no by Temps (one of comedian James Acaster’s many side projects), as well as the Supremes and the aforementioned Velvets. He thinks hard about how pieces of music work together: last week’s opening tracks by 24 Track Loop, Aphex Twin and Can worked wonderfully. Sunday was the opener for series three, set to continue for four weeks. Tune in quick, because, in common with many 6 Music shows, you can’t hear the old Limited Editions. Understandable, because of music rights, but most frustrating...'

[dealgemeneverwarring]

De Algemene Verwarring #96 - 4 September 2023

The ninety-sixth episode of De Algemene Verwarring was broadcast on Monday, September 4, 2023, and you can listen to it by clicking on the link below that will take you directly to the Mixcloud page:

Yes, we're back at it after a long summer break, it's September 4 and it's bleeding hot in the Quindo studio, so nothing has changed. Pictured below is the UK postpunk band The Psychedelic Furs at around 1980, a lineup that wouldn't last long but that was responsible for the self-titled debut album that was released in 1980. The band was brought to my attention again by the Dynamite Hemorrhage radio show. Host Jay Hinman mentioned some reviews that he had read about the debut album being characterized as the ultimate mix of Roxy Music and The Velvet Underground. For me it was also the first time I heard these two bands mentioned when talking about The Psychedelic Furs, but it kinda makes sense. Anyway, the debut album is really really a great record, sexy and groovy and made to dance to. So I played the track "We Love You" from the Furs. There's more old music in this episode from The Prunes, The Vultures, The Peechees, Armitage Shanks, Blod. But moreover, the summer spawned some really great releases, I don't think I have ever bought so many records in the summer months as I did now in 2023, and most of them being new releases. The new Famous Mammals lp is a masterpiece, there's new bands such as Children Maybe Later, The Sheaves and Burnt Envelope, and new releases from bands such as the synth goths from Es and droners Pefkin. So, a great episode, if you ask me. And beneath the photo you can find the playlist for the show. Enjoy!

Playlist:

Armitage Shanks: Are Friends Electric? (7” picture disc “Are Friends Electric?” on Damaged Goods, 1997)

The Vultures: Alcohol (7” “At Home” on La Vida Es Un Mus Discos, 2015, reissue, originally released in 1981, self-released)

Patsy: Heathen (12” “LA Woman” on La Vida Es Un Mus Discos, 2017)

The Peechees: Well Worth Talking About (split 7” met The Drags, “Radio Disappears” on G.I. Productions, 1996)

Burnt Envelope: I’m Immature (LP “I’m Immature: The Singles Volume II” on Hozac Records, 2023)

The Sheaves: Lariat Slung (LP “Excess Death Cult Time” on Minimum Table Stacks, 2023, reissue, originally released on tape by Moone Records in 2022)

Famous Mammals: Empty London (LP “Instant Pop Expressionism Now!” on Siltbreeze Records, 2023)

Children Maybe Later: West Macarthur (LP “What A Flash Kick!” on Slothmate Productions, third pressing 2023)

Liars: Rose And Licorice (Oneida cover) (Split LP met Oneida “Atheists, Reconsider” on Version City Records, 2002)

Es: Emergency (7” “Fantasy” on Upset The Rhythm”, 2023)

The Psychedelic Furs: We Love You (LP “The Psychedelic Furs” on CBS, 1980)

The Prunes: Man Falls Down (LP “Lite Fantastik” on Baby Records, 1988)

The Pheromoans: Wizard Thing (LP “I’m On Nights” on Alter Records, 2015)

Peter Jefferies: Whatever You Want (LP “Closed Circuit” on Grapefruit Records, reissue 2023, originally released in 2001 on Emperor Jones Records)

The Cat’s Miaow: Hollow Inside (LP “Songs ’94-’98” on World Of Echo, 2022) - Ross Cummings ook in The Shapiros en Hydroplane (recent ook compilatie uitgekomen op World Of Echo)

Pefkin: The Lunar Pull (split LP met Roxane Métayer on Morc Records, 2022)

Blod: Leendet Från Helvetet (LP “Leendet Fran Helvetet” on Aguirre Records, 2022, reissue, originally released in 2017 by Forlag For Fri Musik)

De Fabriek: Harrisburg (LP “Blecheintopf - Music For Modern Art Exhibitions, Volume Two” on Futura Resistenza, 2022, reissue, originally released on cassette in 1982 by New Bulwark Records & Tapes)

[reasoningdaily]

The Hollywood legend returns as Nick Fury in the latest MCU series.

Legendary actor Samuel L. Jackson stars in Disney+’s upcoming film Secret Invasion. The Morehouse College graduate is on a media run to promote the Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU) program.

Jackson recently stopped by SiriusXM’s Sway in the Morning radio show. At one point, the 74-year-old entertainer discussed the Hip-Hop acts he enjoys playing while starting his day.

“I listen to music while I’m studying, that I do,” Jackson said. “When I get up in the mornings when I’m on location and I’m working and my wife’s not with me, I can turn my Beats Pill on and play music loud as hell in the morning when I’m showering, shaving, getting ready to go to work.”

He continued, “I got my Hip-Hop playlist going. Some mornings I get up and I go, ‘Let’s listen to Usher today’… even something as off as Trick Daddy… I get up in the morning and bam! Listen to Trick Daddy. Whatever strikes me, you know? Some days it’s N.W.A and old stuff, some days it’s new stuff.”

Samuel L. Jackson has worked with several rappers throughout his career in Hollywood. Both the 1999 movie Deep Blue and the 2023 movie S.W.A.T. starred Jackson and Rock & Roll Hall of Famer LL COOL J.

In addition, the 2000 crime thriller Shaft featured Jackson and Hip-Hop legend Busta Rhymes. Rappers such as Childish Gambino Glover and T.I. have acted in MCU films as well.

Samuel L. Jackson portrays the Marvel Cinematic Universe character Nick Fury in Secret Invasion. Jackson helped kick off the MCU with his uncredited cameo in the post-credits scene for 2008’s Iron Man.

Over the last 15 years, Jackson’s Nick Fury has appeared in numerous MCU productions, including Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., The Avengers, Avengers: Infinity War and Avengers: Endgame.

The six-episode Secret Invasion premieres on Disney+ on June 21. Ben Mendelsohn, Cobie Smulders, Martin Freeman, Emilia Clarke, Olivia Colman, Don Cheadle and more joined Samuel L. Jackson as part of the cast.

[ketchup-monthly]

🎶 and ✅️ for the fanfic ask meme? :)

hehehe! into the fray i go again! thank you!!

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

-i dont necessarily listen to music when i write, like maybe i'll have some music going in the background because i need at least a low level of noise at all times or i'll go insane, but i know rn i'm listening to jazz radio on pandora because my brother put it on like 7 hours ago and its still going. i'm a huge fan of the classical composer Holst and his suite The Planets, and i'll listen to that when im writing or need to focus on whatever it is that i'm doing (Jupiter was my school song in high school and is actually one of my favorite classical songs because it's very lovely)(link here bc i have to share it)(this is a link to a playlist of the rest of the suite)

-i mostly just have the tv on if im writing at home, and then i'll usually put something like s1 of Lois and Clark, Green Lantern: the Animated Series, Tanked, some random cooking show, or Mysteries at the Museum. or whatever my youtube recommends. depends on how im feeling each day and how much i'll need to actually focus on my fic.

-i do listen to music when im driving for work, and currently im working my way through The Crane Wives and The Orion Experience's albums (i already finished Waterparks)

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

-Hal and Barry's cat, Goose. she's an orange kitten and Wally is allergic to her.

-kissies. lots of halbarry kissies

-guy gardner is really good with kids and also he has a dog named shark who is a retired k9 unit. also he watches soap operas and romance movies even tho hes totally aroace

-idk if its something that people even notice in my halbarry fics, but hal is jewish. tbh i think i mean to include it more but totally forget

-kryptonians are fucked up. so are speedsters. so are lanterns.

-hal is old-man core. he just is. its amazing and i love him. he also has a bad leg and has to use a cane sometimes bc he got an injury that healed very wrong when he was a young lantern

-also wally and kyle are basically always like...9 and 7 respectively in my fics about the halbarry family because idk. fun ages. theyre still little but they can talk and think. idk when they'll get older

-this is more in my aus that i haven't written but hopefully will eventually, but giving bruce's kids to literally anyone else. i have an au where the only kids bruce keeps are dick and damian and maybe duke. i have another where duke is trained/fostered by alan scott and his husband, and another where duke is trained/fostered by midnighter and eventually apollo. the au where the only kids bruce gets are dick and dami and duke is the same one where all the other batkids are taken in by various gotham rogues. i have aus where tim is trained/taken in by dinah lance and her mom dinah drake, kon is adopted by alan scott, roy is adopted by dinah and his her sidekick instead of olivers, billy is adopted by lex luthor, kon stays with lex luthor and is raised by him along with lexs daughter who is kons half twin, billy is adopted by clark and hal and sorta guy and the rest of the red lanterns that i like, clark is found by the gls when hes a baby and is raised by kilowog, etc etc etc. bestie i have so many aus and i could talk about them for ages (edit: i also have one where jason is adopted by john constantine and etrigan the demon without jason bloods knowledge)

-sorry most of those were about halbarry and their family lol. im writing a lot of that this year

thanks for the ask!!! <3

[sunkingwrites]

suga thoughts for when you awaken <3

(VERY LONG)

suga is definitely a man of the skies- sure, his favorite dates to take you on is stargazing and anything to do with the beautiful night sky where he can confess his love to you over and over again with the classic “tsuki ga kirei desu ne?” and just want you die of being flustered everytime, but hear me out!!! if he can’t take you out to a stargazing date, he would definitely drive to favorite spots as the sun sets, watching the sky have a slight color of pink, purple, blue, and red - so pretty, “JUST LIKE YOU!!!” as he would say xD

he definitely puts on your playlists, or old love songs as he drives around town to look at the sunset. even in the day, he thinks the sky is beautiful. “it reminds me of you, (nickname that definitely varies between sugar, angel, honey, etc)” is something he would day :’D

he would definitely do these drives to cool off, or even help with your anxiety, but then sometimes it eventually evolves into under-the-stars steamy intimacy sessions if yk what i mean 👀 or if you’re just feeling fluffy, he’ll bring snacks or buy you your favorite food to park at a hill that has a good view, perfect for not only stargzing but ALSO sunset-watching

ex. below ⬇️

p,s yes I did project my thing for long drives and sunset/stargazing at the end with the hill- I think i’ve mentioned m favorite spot before!! I like watching the stars there, and I feel like he’d definitely bring you somewhere like that xD

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SUGAWARA,, MAN OF THE SKIES

i mean like- yeah, definitely,, he's like, always there to the point where you probably stop noticing him until he's in play, until someone needs him, until he's able to show off that he has been listening and paying attention this whole time..

THE BLUE OF THAT SKY IN THE LAST PHOTO IS SENNDDINNNGG MEEE FJJQJFNENNC I LOVE IT I LOVE IT HASHNFNDN

Oooohh, ollieee- can I use the second photo as a header for when I FINALLY get around to uploading those thirsts I said I would do for you?? That can be like,, yOUR header for whenever I write shit for you!! :D unless you don't want me to use it, ofcourse ofcourse gjjwjfnnd

I WOULD DEFINITELY-- steal the aux cord from this man,, I feel like he's the kind of person to listen to whatever is on the radio and I would be like- UH NUH MY DUDE,, WE'RE LISTENING TO MY PLAYLIST SPECIFICALLY FOR DRIVING!!! cuz i neeed those vibes- 'specially if i'm in the front seat cuz I'm kinda scared of cars- and like- being able to see what the driver is doing and shit-- BUUUTTT, if I'm blasting my driving playlist I wouldn't be paying attention to that kinda stuff! :D

"under-the-stars steamy intimacy sessions" jshbhjasnm--- SHIT GOT ME ACTIN' UPPPP AHJSFJBAHJSCNS

I can hear him so clearly in my ear rn, telling me how "the stars are so beautiful tonight.. so wonderfully breathtaking- and yet they can't even begin to compare with you."