#spring event ;; ask meme

[mochinomnoms]

Hi hi friend,

If it is not too much trouble I would like to make a request for your event? I think I would like Floyd with prompt 14- “I'd rather have the thorniest, pesticide ridden roses grow in my mouth before I'd ever admit having any sort of affection for them!”

They/them for Yuu is fine with me, I was thinking romantic? Where maybe it's obvious to everyone but Yuu how requited their feelings are.

I've really liked reading your writing and hope you continue to have fun doing it (♡°▽°♡)

floyd leech x gn!reader [tags] – fluff, mutual pining [wc} – 3,659 prompt 14: “I'd rather have the thorniest, pesticide ridden roses grow in my mouth before I'd ever admit having any sort of affection for them!” note - hahahahahhahahahahaha i did not mean to write so much but i went a little buckwild and i think floyd deserves to be allowed to be soft sometimes a floral inconvenience

Lavender roses - Introduced in 1900, lavender roses represent love at first sight. They’re often given to someone to convey that the giver was immediately smitten and fell in love. 

You’d decided to attend a karaoke event the Mostro Lounge was hosting to introduce the new spring menu. It was meant to be a nice, relaxing hangout with your friends from Heartslaybul as you listened to your friends attempt to show off their mediocre singing skills. 

Ace was in an especially good mood, happy to tease you as you waved happily at Floyd, who’d returned your affections. 

“Oi, oi, oiiiiiii, Prefect? When you gonna say something? Kinda tired of dealing with you puking petals every—OW!”

You snorted as Deuce smacked Ace upside the head, muttering about him being an asshole. 

“Leave them alone Ace, unless you want to be collared for harassing a member of the student body?” Riddle reprimanded, giving Ace a harsh glare as he turned to you instead. 

“You can ignore him, Prefect, you don’t have to say anything to that good-for-nothing merman! I’m sure you could do much better anyways.”

You chuckled, enjoying the soft banter between the group. It was particularly nice seeing Riddle interact more casually with his peers, even if you weren’t able to convince him to sing with you. 

“Are you sure you do want to go up with me?” You pouted leaning in close to the red-headed housewarden. “I’ll even let you pick the song—”

“Out of the question.”

You sighed, resting against the plush cushions of the booth while Ace and Deuce bicker about which song would be better for a duet. This was nice. 

It was nice, up until Floyd decided to take part in the festivities. Somehow he’d snuck behind you and Riddle, snatching up your friend with a gleeful cackle as he screeched. 

“FLOYD! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT—”

“Nah, it’s fine Goldfishie, I need ya for just a sec!”

Floyd placed Riddle in a seat, front and center at the stage, as he climbed up. The cool blue spotlight suited Floyd’s features as he grinned. 

Picking up the mic from its stand, Floyd announced, “Alright! This song is for my favorite little fishie in the whole entire school, so you all better enjoy it!”

You expected him to start singing a silly pop song, one with high energy and beats. Or one that became a meme on Magicam last week, something about flamingos and turning pink. 

Instead, the upbeat, suave tunes of a familiar song started playing. A familiar love song. 

“Is…is this ABBA?”

“Who?” Cater asked, recording the scene with a stifling giggle as Riddle turned redder and redder in embarrassment (and most likely rage) as Floyd continued to serenade him. 

“This is ‘Lay Your Love’ by BABA, a classic from the 80s—”

“No it’s called ABBA back home—wait, WHY IS FLOYD SINGING A LOVE SONG TO RIDDLE!?”

Your screech startled the surrounding tables, drawing attention that you were too jealous to focus on. Floyd made eye contact with you, hearing your yelling. Continuing to sing—quite nicely you’d hate to admit—the eel mer winked and smirked, drawing an ire that you didn’t know you had. 

“What the hell? Floyd!” With the vindication of a scorned lover, you stomped to the stage and swiped the microphone from Floyd’s hands. 

“Floyd, what are you doing?” you spoke into the mic, glaring daggers at the tall beanpole of an eel turned man, who looked unbothered at your angry presence.

Floyd took the mic back and answered, “I’m trying to win my mate back—DON’T GO WASTING—”

“What mate?” You yanked the mic back while Floyd followed suit, though this time you kept both hands on. It became a tugging match as you both tried speaking into the mic before the other took it back. 

“Goldfishie.” You could hear Riddle scream at that. 

“Riddle’s not your mate! I’m your mate—” You snapped your mouth shut, the mic feedback and your last words echoing through the lounge, mocking you. 

Floyd had a large, smug grin on his face, his sharp teeth gleaming under the bright lights of the stage. You were now very aware of the packed lounge, and of the students spectating. 

The mic was slowly pulled back to Floyd, who gleefully asked “Oh~ Say that again?”

“Nuh-uh.” 

You shook your head furiously, trying to pull back in order to run off and curl into a hole from embarrassment. Floyd’s grip on the mic and your hands tightened, preventing your escape. 

“That’s fiiine,” Floyd pulled out a small device from his pocket, lightly tapping it on the mic. “I have it riiiight ‘ere.” 

Suddenly, a recording of your voice looped into the mic: 

“I’m your mate—I’m your mate—I’m your mate—”

He recorded it. 

“Oh my god…” You looked at Floyd in horror, who was still grinning ear to ear, like a cat that got the mouse. 

“HehehehehehahahAHAHA!” Floyd’s giggle turned into a cackle as he launched at you, mic and recorder abandoned on the floor. Between the ear-splitting squeal of the mic hitting the ground and a 6’2” man tackling you, there was little time for you to defend yourself as your lips clashed, teeth clattering against one another from the brute force.

His long arms wrapped themselves tightly around your waist, dipping you down dramatically as he broke your kiss to instead leave wet kisses on your cheeks, nose, forehead, and every other piece of skin not covered by clothes. 

Ace and Cater’s cackles could be heard amongst the now growing laughter, whistles, and jeers of the crowd. You think you could even make out someone yelling at your two to get a room. 

“—off the stage! Get off the stage, both of you!” 

Ah, it was Azul. Who was stomping over the shoo you both off the stage, giving Floyd a particularly harsh whack on the head with his staff. 

“Ow, fuck that hurt!” Floyd whined, scooping you up with his left hand and cradling you to his chest. “Cool it Azul, don’t harsh my vibe—”

“I don’t care! Go make out in your room! This is a lounge not a brothel!”

“Fiiiiiine,” Floyd adjusted his grip to instead throw you over his shoulder, amused by how limp you’d gone in his grasp. “Come on Shrimpy! I got something fun in mind~”

His sentence and teasing tone made you flush, images of you and him in bed flashing through your mind. 

“W-wait, Floyd, what are we gonna do?”

“You’ll see, ahahahehe!” Floyd’s giggled echoed through the hallway as he quickened his pace. It was only a few minutes before you realized that you two had made it to the dormitory halls. 

Floyd kicked open his door, the hinges squeaking from the force. He marched over to his bed, grabbing at your waist to no doubt throw you on it before pausing. 

“Oh yeah.” Like a sudden realization hitting him, Floyd grabbed the corner of his bedsheets and shook them, clothing, books, and crumbs no doubtedly flying off. 

Once satisfied, Floyd hummed and once again grabbed your waist, this time committing to throwing you on the bed, which bounced under you. 

“AaaAaaAAAah—FLOYD!” You yelped, face turning redder as Floyd caged you to the bed. He looked at you with a hungry expression, licking his lips at the sight of you. 

“Wait-wait Floyd, gimme a sec—” you stammered, crawling backwards until your back hit the headboard. “—this is all very very sudden, I—wait!”

Floyd crawled after you, trapping you with his long arms, leaning down until his lips were lingering over yours. You shut your eyes in anticipation, waiting for his hands to grab at your clothes and tear them off. 

A soft, tender meeting of the lips. Floyd pressed his mouth against yours, swiping his tongue into your mouth, to which you returned with flustered confusion. The kiss was with such gentleness that you had to open your eyes to confirm that it was indeed Floyd kissing you. 

Olive and yellow eyes were closed, a blissful smile on his lips as he broke your kiss, instead pressing almost chaste pecks to your cheeks, down, your neck, and over your shirt where your heart was beating away. 

Floyd pressed his right ear to your chest, listening to the increasingly rapid pounding against your rib cage. His arms moved from trapping you against the bed to trapping you against his body, wrapping around your back and tightening while his lanky legs tangled between yours. 

You weren’t sure what to do with your own hands, once he had settled laying on you. Hesitantly, you reached to lace them through his hair, pushing the strands back to get a better view of his peaceful face. Admittedly, seeing Floyd in such a state, blissful and sweet, was beautiful. 

His smile grew slightly as you combed through his hair, nuzzling his nose into your chest. Into your heart really. 

“Hmm? What’s wrong?” Floyd opened his yellow eye, gleaming at you in amusement. “I just wanted to cuddle, did ya have somethin’ else in mind? Haha!”

He moved to prop up his chin, smirking at you as he teased, “Didn’t think ya had sucha dirty mind, if you wanna ‘do it’, all you had to do was ask—”

You shoved his face back into your chest looking away in embarrassment, feeling his giggles vibrate through you. 

“Shut up, ugh!” You pouted, grumbling, “You set me up! Ugh! How’d you even know that would work?”

“I heard you.”

“Huh?”

“Talkin’ to Lil Goldfishie,” Floyd moved so that instead of laying on top of you, he was curled into your side with his head nestled at the crook of your neck. “When you got the flower sickness.” 

You looked at him with shock. That conversation with Riddle happened nearly three months ago in between classes. 

Specifically, it happened a few weeks after winter break, when you were catching up Riddle to your “adventure” in Scarabia, after which small lavender roses started blooming along your freckles, their thorns scratching your skin.

“And then, he launched us waaaaaay into the desert!” You animatedly waved your arms around as you recounted your fiasco over winter break. “We were trapped, but then Kalim used his unique magic to fill a dry riverbed with water and then!”

Riddle raised a brow at you as you began gigging with a soft blush. “Jade and Floyd had to turn into their merforms, so me and Kalim had to hold on to his back, but when I wrapped my arms around his chest, and he held my hand to steady me! ”

Your friend rolled his eyes as you started to silently squealed in your seat, sighing.

“Are you going to finish? I have better things to do than listen to you babble about Floyd of all people. Honestly,” Riddle huffed, “I don’t understand what you see in that riffraff!”

“He’s not a riffraff!” You quipped, frowning as you crossed your arms. “He’s actually really sweet if you give him the time of day, Floyd just likes being able to have fun with others you know!”

“Even then, his mood swings don’t terrify you? He gets rather violent sometimes.” Riddle took a sip of his tea as you shook your head. 

“No, I mean if you just go with the flow it’s fine, plus that just makes him more exciting to be around! Plus we’ve been getting closer ever since Azul’s overblot…”

You smiled softly as you looked down at your lap, fondness growing in your heart like blooms on a warm spring day. 

“He can actually be quite sweet, once you get to know him…you just have to give him a chance.”

The two of you remained quiet, the only coming from the distant chatter of other students in the more populated areas of the guest lounge.

“I’m safe to assume then that he is the reason you’ve started sprouting the roses?”

Your soft pink blush deepened as you nodded, picking at the small flower that began blooming on your cheek. 

“Yeah…”

“When will you confess, then?” You looked at Riddle in shock, who seemed confused at your distress. “What? It’s obvious that you have strong feelings for him, and even I notice how especially clingy he is around you.”

You shook your head, stuttering, “Well, yeah but that’s—”

“I’ve even heard him refer to you by name, he only does that with Jade and Azul you know?”

“You don’t understand Riddle.” You tried to interject, growing more flustered by the second. “I don’t think I could—”

Riddle continued, “As much as I disapprove, it does seem that you two genuinely bring out the best in each other, he does seem softer when you’re around—”

“Oh my—Riddle, stop—”

“—And you’ve gotten more outspoken, I remember how shy you were—”

“I’m begging you—”

“—Besides, according to the Queen of Heart’s rule number 478, any romantic feelings must be confessed approximately 12 days upon their discovery or the individual in question obligated to deny—”

“I said stop, Riddle!” You yelled at the top of your lungs before choking on rather large bouquet of lavender roses. Leaves and petals fluttered all around you as you continued to let out rough coughs, phlegm and saliva making a mess. 

Your yell startled the red-head so much that he simply started at you with a red face and thinned lips, too shocked to properly yell back at you for raising your voice indoors. 

Instead, he carefully placed his tea cup on the table between you two, folded his hands in his lap, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. You on the other hand, peaked around the dividers separating your nook from the rest of the lounge. 

Ace and Deuce looked over in concern as you continued to cough out more roses, walking over before you shook your head and gave them a thumbs up before shooing them away and turning back to Riddle. 

“...sorry Riddle.” You whispered, looking at him nervously. “I didn’t mean to yell, don’t be mad?”

“It’s…fine.” He replied with a strained voice, taking a final inhale before opening his eyes again and making eye contact. “You shouldn’t have yelled, and I shouldn’t have pushed.”

Riddle sighed, relaxing into the soft lounge chair. Though he would deny when asked, the chair that he helped you pick for the guest room was is favorite spot to sit in, as it surprising comfortable. 

“May I ask why you refused? It’s quite obvious to anyone that you care for him immensely, for some forsaken reason, and I would even say it’s quite mutual.”

You avoided eye contact as he resumes sipping from his tea, a lemon tea with 2 sugar cubes for his post meal tea. 

“Yeah…that’s what the other first-years say too. Even Jade’s been dropping hints on mer courtship gifts.”

“Then? What’s stopping you? 

A pregnant pause was in the air as you open and closed your mouth, attempting to figure out what it was that scared you. 

“What if…he gets bored?” 

Riddle furrowed his eyebrows as he leaned in, barely able to hear you. 

“What if he what?” He sighed, a bit irritated. “Speak up Prefect, I know you can, you just did earlier.”

You groaned out, “What if he gets bored with me? I’m fun and interesting now, yeah!”

Your friend watched, and you began pacing around the room, holding his head in his hand as he watched and listened to you vent. 

“I’m just a silly little magicless human that got transported from another world! Big whoop! What happens when that novelty wears off? You've heard him, he only likes to do things that are fun and interesting to him, but I won’t always be fun and interesting, eventually he’ll get used to me and get bored.”

You turned to look at Riddle with a teary-eyed, but firm look. “He’s get bored and leave me. I can’t handle that! So I just won’t be with him. In fact, I'd rather have the thorniest, pesticide ridden roses grow in my mouth before I'd ever admit having any sort of affection for him!”

Your voice began to crack as you stated your final sentence, snapping your mouth shut before you got begun crying. Riddle stood up and walked over to grasp your shoulders, looking at you with an understanding smile. 

“The sort of person that would abandon a lover simply because they’re bored never deserved one in the first place.” 

Riddle hummed in agreement as you sqeaked out a ‘really?’, giving you a soft pat on your shoulder. 

“Of course, I can’t say I don’t understand your hesitance, Floyd is…Floyd, after all. However, he is not my friend, you are. If you choose to forfeit your right to confess, then so be it.”

You smiled as he dragged you back to your seats, giggling as he continued, “I personally would say it’s no lost on your part, he’s not exactly the most prime candidate for your life partner should you be stuck here in Twisted Wonderland, may I suggest one of the many more suitable providers?”

“Pfft-like who? You?” you cackled as Riddle looked at you in mild horror. 

“Oh dear, of course not! I admire you as a friend, but I have much stricter standards for a partner.” He snapped his fingers in revelation. “Perhaps Ace or Deuce, you are rather close to them—”

“Ewwwww, pass. They’re like annoying brothers!” 

Riddle snorted before covering it up with a cough. “True. Trey?”

“If you’re just going to suggest your dorm members, maybe we should switch the conversation to something else.”

“Well I think my dorm produces only the best and most gentlemanly mages of all of NRC, so excuse me if I’m simply trying to give you the best options!” 

You and Riddle shared some laughter, a flash of teal catching the corner of your eye. But you saw nothing, so instead you focused back on Riddle as he began recounting his own winter break activities.

You remained quiet as you processed your thoughts, finding the lilac ceiling to be particularly interesting. 

Floyd also stayed quiet, still curled into your side as he breathed in your scent. You’re sure that with all of the flowers you’d started coughing up in the last few minutes, you smelled strongly of the lavender roses. 

“You know…I was gettin’ real mad when you wouldn’t confess to me.” Floyd whined, propping his head up with his hand to look at you and your pink face. 

“I thought it would be nice to get a cute confession out of my little shrimp,” He pinched your nose and forced you to look at him. “It be real fun! Like those cringy romcoms landfolk like so much!”

You replied, nasally due to your pinched nose, “Wait, is that why Jade was telling me about mer courting methods?”

“Haha! Yeah, I was hopin’ that you’d bring me a pretty seashell or somethin’ cute so Icould make fun of ya for later.”

You let out an indigent huff, smacking Floyd’s hand away as he laughed. 

“Really? So what made you change your mind?”

“Hearing ya talk to Goldfishie. It pissed me off that you’d think I’d toss you out like humans at sea with their trash.”

Floyd’s tone changed, looking  visibly annoyed as he continued. 

“Mers mate for life, and I wouldn’t choose someone I’d get bored with.” He sat up as his mood continued to sour. “It pissed me off, and it hurt, that my Little Shrimpy would think about me like that.”

“Oh, Floyd,” you sat up with him, guilt seeping in your bones as you looked at his angry face. Though, with the small tears forming in his eyes, Floyd looked more frustrated than anything. 

“I’m sorry, I-I didn’t think—it didn’t occur to me that you felt the same—”

“Well I do, and it’s not fair to me that you wouldn’t even give me a chance.” The way Floyd said that so matter of factly made you snap your mouth shut again, looking down at your lap instead. 

“I’m…sorry, Floyd. I wish I could make it up to you—”

Floyd interrupted, moody demeanor brightening suddenly. “No worries, I got just the solution!”

Crawling over back to you so that your back met the headboard again, Floyd grinned maliciously at your curled form. 

“Say it.”

“Huh?”

“Say it. Those three little words.” Floyd held up three fingers to emphasize his point. “The ones that will make all those little flower go right away, the ones you need to say to me.”

You stiffened, leaning away from Floyd as he leaned in. “I don’t know if I can—”

“Say it, Y/N.” The use of your name startled your attention back to his face. He looked unusually serious, peering his heterochromic eyes into your own. If you didn’t know any better, you could’ve mistaken him for his twin. 

You whispered, prolonging the inevitable, “What happened to Shrimpy?”

“Shrimpy was Shrimpy, but now your Y/N. And Y/N is Y/N…”

The two of you shared a smile as the distance between you two continued to close. You couldn’t remember what was so pressing earlier, why you were so anxious when the yellow eye of the man in front of you produced nothing but adoration from your heart. 

“Please…” From the uncharacteristic soft murmur to the eyes darting down to your lips and back to your eyes, Floyd drew you back in with a hypnotic ease that only the most alluring of mythical creatures could even hope to imitate. 

The two of you leaned in as you placed a hand on his chest, his own left hand coming to cradle your own. 

You craned your head back to hover your lips under his, uttering the words you swore to never let leave your mouth. 

“I-I…love you, Floyd Leech.”

A single lavender rose grew between your palms, as two longing hearts met as one.

[salvadorbonaparte]

Recently moved back to the US after living in germany for a bit, but I've been trying to keep up with german politics. Unfortunately I speak german at like an A2 level and don't have the reading comprehension to understand most news/memes/general conversation online. Would you be willing to just briefly explain the whole thing going on right now? I've sorta got the general idea from some American news outlets but I'm still quite confused.

Okay I'm probably missing a lot of Nuance as well but:

The current German government is a three party coalition between SPD, FDP and Green Party (traffic light coalition). Christian Lindner was minister of finance. As a FDP member he was a neoliberal piece of shit. He kept blocking government budgeting because he wanted to lower taxes for millionaires, lower retirement and unemployment benefits etc.

In a surprising turn of events our chancellor fired Lindner on Wednesday evening. He gave a speech that was absolutely scathing - for his standards. Our chancellor is known to have zero backbone or charisma and a monotone voice that puts you to sleep.

Now people find this pretty hilarious because 1) Lindner is a piece of shit 2) we've never seen our chancellor act like this. There's been plenty of memes about him being unemployed and several journalists have already asked him things like "will you apply for unemployment benefits" and "what do you think about people calling you Germany's cheekiest unemployed person".

But unfortunately the FDP didn't find this funny so now all other FDP ministers stepped back - except for one who left the party to save his job. This was also really unexpected and is also leading to lots of memes. Without the FDP, the coalition is broken and there's no longer a ruling majority. The current government will spend some time taking care of urgent stuff now and then in the beginning of next year there will be a "vote of confidence". A strategic vote of confidence will trigger a general election, which will happen next spring.

Unfortunately² the current coalition was not very popular in the first place and conservative and right wing parties are gaining lots of influence. We also have a new party called BSW funded by a former Leftist party member who is singlehandedly proving the horseshoe theory by being so leftist she's right wing. So there's a good chance the election will have pretty bad consequences.

But since it's been a really hard week for everyone we're all just enjoying making fun of Chrissy Lindner losing his job #unemployed.

If you want I can translate some of the memes as well.

Hope this helped!

[jaynovz]

Black Sails Spring-Summer 2024 Kink Meme Interest Check

HI I'M THINKING OF DOING A THING. Here's an interest check form, mwah <3

--

Premise:

Hi, Jay here!

So this would be like an oldschool style kink meme (further explanation here) where the prompts and fills are ALL anonymous to encourage folks to get to actually ask for what they really want and for other ppl to feel as open as they like to go ham on it.

I'd set up the submissions for prompts (they would be submitted on a new tumblr blog called Black Sails K Meme, using anon asks for the prompt submissions) around March or April 2024 and it would be open til the end of Summer 2024 for both prompts and fills.

Multiple fills allowed, 500 words minimum, no maximum. A free for all for kinks and pairings and content in the Black Sails universe. Everything will be tagged accordingly, read at your own discretion. The fills would be posted in a collection on AO3 anonymously and then the link would be attached to the original prompt (via reblog by the event tumblr to keep anonymity)

If at a later date in time after the kink meme completes, you would like to un-anon your fic, that's your prerogative. But to keep the spirit of the thing, EVERYTHING WILL BE ANONYMOUS while it's live.

So, interest check!!

(THIS IS AN 18 PLUS EVENT)

[schismusic]

Joy Division, or: how I learned to stop worrying and love New Order, too

Spring is weird as hell because one time you have this glaring sun that powers you up like being plugged into a wall outlet, then not five minutes later clouds begin to gather and you feel like you're going to die if anything goes south. So the most obvious combination to represent two sides of this same coin, emotional and meteorological, is Joy Division and New Order.

Sometimes you need Transmission or Shadowplay for the sunny days — impassioned jolts, sparks flying everywhere. Sometimes The Perfect Kiss hits harder on a cloudy afternoon, coming back home and in need of that extra push to not fall asleep in the train. It's surprising to realize the versatility displayed by both bands, or the same band in two different iterations according to whomever you ask. Peter Hook says, as late as 1993, that the laziest member of New Order is Ian Curtis. Or again this other person, in the comments under the Atmosphere official video on YouTube, who went to see New Order (Hooky-less New Order, which might be a relevant distinction) at the O2 Arena a couple of years ago and they gave an encore, says "Those of us who stayed got the privilege of watching Joy Division perform three of their songs". Interesting outlook on the matter. I personally saw Peter Hook and the Light play both Joy Division records and, I'm pretty sure, an encore comprised of just Love Will Tear Us Apart at the Arti Vive Festival in Soliera, back when it was still free to attend some of the events. I remember being pretty mad that Hooky had stopped to take pics with basically everyone and then left exactly as I was approaching. In retrospect I don't exactly blame the man, it was like midnight anyway. I remember nothing of the back trip home.

My first contact with Joy Division happened when I was thirteen and very much in my prog era. I was in Rome staying at an aunt of mine's place for my fourteenth birthday and she told me I could get a CD, since I had gotten some money saved up over time. Some Facebook page dedicated to Pink Floyd I'd liked (yeah, Facebook at age thirteen — I literally just wanted to play a fucking Flash game, back when Facebook allowed them, and I ended up getting to be terminally online. Crazy how things turn out) used to share a lot of memes and fanart relating to the Unknown Pleasures album cover, and me being a massive Pink Floyd head at the time I thought "I mean, if these guys are pushing this band so hard, that's gotta mean something". The album cover was pretty striking, admittedly: a far cry from the paisley ass paintings that I had grown to accept as the gold standard for the music I liked, but its simplicity struck a chord closer to The Dark Side of the Moon, or perhaps The Wall. Those were records I liked a lot, probably called them "the best records ever made" to more than one person, not like they aren't but that's a very bold statement to make when your listening experience consists exactly of

Madonna's Confessions on a Dance Floor when I was six;

Daft Punk's complete discography (minus Random Access Memories, which wasn't out yet) when I was twelve;

Pink Floyd's complete discography, courtesy of a CD collection coming out with some Italian newspaper, that same year;

a couple random classic rock records recommended to me by older friends and relatives usually well into their fifties or sixties at the time, random people on Internet forums — which, for clarification, I did not actively attend, preferring to just lurk from time to time — and the OndaRock "milestones" page.

So browsing through the surprisingly expansive CDs section of this electronics shop in Rome, and being mesmerized by a vinyl rack in the days when Music on Vinyl was the final frontier of pretending you could re-analogue the digital ("you mean to tell me these are like CDs, but bigger? Whoever designed these truly lived in the future"), I came across that very same album art that had stricken me so hard. I had listened to the first seconds of the album on YouTube, but that weird drum sound — so echoey, so distant, ultimately not particularly powerful, meaning it didn't really sound like Bonzo: it sounded more like my own band, which at the time didn't even exist yet — I didn't really know what to make of. This store I was in had one of those preview listening machines that would scan the barcode on the CDs and give you a small snippet of the song. I pull the CD up to the scanner, the scanner lights up green, I put on the headphones and the solo from this comes up:

Clearly they had to be kidding me. I had come to know, sneaking into infinitely many rehearsals with the band from my mother's town, what it sounded like when someone tried to play lead without something else filling up the arrangement (even though I didn't really know all that, or at least lacked the vocabulary to properly express it) and, for Christ's sake, didn't these guys notice rehearsing? It sounded empty, weirdly so, and it wasn't my thing, I thought. I put that CD away and picked up a band I knew I'd like — Genesis, specifically. So Nursery Cryme became the first CD I've ever paid with my own money, the very day I turned fourteen. Not a bad pickup. I remember being very impressed with the fast blurring lead guitar on The Musical Box and digging the sweet pastoral atmospheres of For Absent Friends and Harlequin. I still think of that record more often than one would probably assume looking at this blog, or my most played on Spotify. At the time, that was the best move I could take, really: why beat my head against a record that, as your average prog nerd ballbreaker, simply wasn't speaking to me?

Then all of a sudden in August of the same year my friend's dad hands me a 16 gigabyte USB drive, full of random music from all eras of rock. A lot of it remains inscrutable to me for a really long time, most notably Tom Waits (see related post), but I spent the whole month reading random folder names, seeing if something catches my eyes, and at one point I come across the Mars Volta. Open the folder up, read the names of their first three records, and my first thought is "Christ, these guys look incomprehensible. I'm about to have some fun". Long story short: I end up having a lot of fun, the Mars Volta turns into my favourite band at the time and finding out that they had previously been called At the Drive-In makes me gain some measure of respect for punk rockers: if they tried hard enough, I must've thought, they could prog as hard as anyone. In the meantime the ghost of Joy Division remains at the back of my head. I feel like I'm missing something, for the first time in my life: it's not them, it's me. Too bad that same realization didn't occur to me when it came to the people in my life until much, much later, but that's being fourteen for you I suppose. Early King Crimson and the Mars Volta were the pinnacle of violence to me, and not even the very few Metallica songs I'd downloaded just to see what would happen scratched that itch. It felt a bit too cauterized for some reason (I would later find out I had been looking in the wrong direction the whole time: the Black Album "sucked", according to my favourite metalhead of the time, who somehow catalyzed my interest from the very second I saw him in the school's courtyard. Hard to imagine why I would imprint on people like puppies do, but what the fuck, not like I've ever outgrown that anyway, I've just gotten better at managing it). But I felt there was more than violence to this, or different forms of violence. When Christmas came around and my relatives tried to get me presents, my mother asked if there was anything specific I was interested in, and I basically told her "look, if they can get me some CDs off of this list, I'm golden". It had some bangers on it, namely Noctourniquet by the Mars Volta — it's one of their best and I will die on this hill, be warned — and The Downward Spiral, which might as well warrant its own post in an ideal world. But the best of them all I think came from a random purchase, once again with the little money I had lying around at the time.

Closer appears to be, right away, a bit more concrete, and if there's something inexperienced music fans like is a pretty packaging that conjures a strong emotional response before they've even played the record. Compare a color-inverted graph of pulsar emissions to a literal funerary monument. Opening up the booklet I was shocked to see that Genesis was used as a negative point of comparison (bad omen, I thought) by people close to the band, and I came across much more detailed information about Ian Curtis's untimely demise — at that time, something far too removed from my experience to be faced with the delicacy and attention it deserves. Atrocity Exhibition hits like a ten-ton truck, a reference which at the time I wouldn't have been able to make for obvious reasons, and Isolation exposes all the nerve tissue under the skin. Passover comes in and strips everything even barer, and then A Means to an End turns… danceable, for some reason? Big emotional moment with The Eternal and Decades, which I thought actually took them closer to my usual tastes. And yet at the same time I kept looking at Colony, Heart and Soul and Twenty Four Hours as the most compelling cuts. Geometric assault sounding like sheet metal if it were music; rhythmically driven emptiness that serves as a minimal backdrop for depressed poetry, and finally a rocking ebb-and-flow that would probably inform a lot of my interest in GY!BE-like post-rock in the coming years. Very interesting to think that the same guys who'd done Unknown Pleasures could think of this. To this day, when asked, I still do think that Closer is the best Joy Division record, but what does it even mean when the records are exactly two, compilations notwithstanding?

It was around this time that it came to my attention that both Joy Division and another band called New Order had a record called Substance out, both published by the same recording company, both coming out within a year of each other. Looking it up, it turns out it's fully intentional, because New Order is simply Joy Division minus Ian Curtis. It would turn out to be a tad bit more complex than that. Anyway, I look New Order up and kind of have to do a double-take. Synthpop? In my Joy Division? More likely than you'd think, considering Isolation exists. But yeah, that sort of seals it — I wouldn't care about this New Order for a million years. Until all of a sudden a couple of years later David Sylvian bursts like a comet in my face, which of course leads me straight to Japan, the same year as I'd come across Berlin-era Bowie, and you can probably guess where this is going, right?

Well, you'd be wrong. I still don't check out New Order. There's a whole new world open to me — vaporwave and therefore R Plus Seven come to my attention, which leads me to dissect that record like an alien tool of unclear purposes. This of course leads me onto an ambient tangent, taking me back to my Tim Hecker listens of that same year, which has the effect of renewing my interest in "pure" electronic music and the then-rising post-dubstep movement. The sheer experience of sound, the dazzling modernity and innovation, is what's in at the time. I have no time for nostalgia-pandering dimwits: the future awaits. Then all that jazz from the first Godflesh post hits, then God pulls the funniest gag in the history of viral infections to my memory, and I have some time to actually look back, a bit less prejudiced. As it turns out, synthpop is not the devil, as some of you might have surmised by now, and as I relisten to Blue Monday I realized I have never listened to either of the Substance record. I do know some, most perhaps?, of the tracks on the Joy Division one, and I do think the New Order one has the more striking cover art — not to mention I knew, by this time, that this was the one to give Metal Gear Solid 2: Substance its name, and that Your Silent Face soundtracked one of the most memorable moments in Nicolas Winding Refn's Bronson. As the ultimate Hideo Kojima stan, I couldn't let this slide, so I pop the record on and get hit with this:

Way to go, guys. Holy shit. I knew that Ceremony was a Joy Division cut before they could record it, but what the hell — Bernard got it, too. It wasn't a matter of singing ability with songs like these, it's just getting it, finding the right energy. They had that right energy. And then it hit me just as many times these dudes have made Blue Monday over and over again before actually getting it right, and everytime I look into it it's funnier and funnier to realize just how many different attempts it took them to finally be Kraftwerk, but augmented — with the stellar results we all know. Everything's Gone Green, 5 8 6, Temptation potentially, all lead up to this one moment in the history of dance music where somehow three dudes and a girl hailing from Manchester managed to out-gay the Pet Shop Boys (by their own admission, apparently), to shake the whole world's collective booty, to do whatever it is they were supposed to do in this last comparison that would ideally make the previous one a bit less obnoxious but whatever, it's 3am as usual, you know how it goes by now don't you? But then after Blue Monday the record keeps going, and thank god it does, because it's banger after banger. How do these guys keep doing it?

So I spend some time with that record, then it fades down, then it comes back up last month, when the weather calls for it and its parent company. Which is when I find myself watching the Control movie for the first time, surprisingly enough seeing as I already enjoyed the work of Anton Corbijn as a photographer. Looking at all that, it is revealed to me that Joy Division never really having died is not a bug, it's a feature. Everyone is gasping, I get it, but please pick your jaws up and check this out: the band has never learned how to play their respective instruments. One might go so far as to argue they play their own stuff their own way, and that's basically it. Nothing could be further from the truth. These guys jammed, a lot; that's how Joy Division wrote songs, that's how New Order wrote songs, even going as far as having Bernard Sumner fucked up on acid so he could find the chorus to Temptation or the whole band bombed out of their minds on X in Ibiza clubs to write, basically, the entirety of Technique — and even then, not really, there's a couple jangly tracks that the X would most likely render unlistenable but what do I really know? Point being: it might now have been sparked by a music teacher or instructor, it might not have been the product of a process comparable to that within Television, which led them to organically seek out better, more "by the book" musicianship, but New Order were incredibly familiar with their instruments, had formed an element of comfort and understanding that counterbalanced the alien-ness to music terminology.

Peter Hook recently uploaded a Yamaha-sponsored video to his Instagram, which I am pretty sure has a say in running, where he jams on a Yamaha bass and, you know, it sounds like Hooky alright, but it's never a discernible bassline until he kicks into the A major strumming that opens Love Will Tear Us Apart. Before that, he just strolls around the neck, leisurely strumming away at power chords imbued with that thick chorus and reverb combo he became renowned for. I would never, in my wildest dreams, have imagined I'd find myself thinking "okay, awesome, stop talking — I want to hear you jam a bit more" referring to one of the musicians who were part of possibly two of the craziest storiest in the history of contemporary rock'n'roll, also notorious for playing the rockstar whilst carrying the minimum possible baggage of technical knowledge he could. Once again, this is nowhere near a knock to the man — quite the opposite. Ian Curtis asked "persistence, well, what does it matter?", and Hooky (and, of course, the other members of New Order) found a way to constructively answer that question. Moments before Coil, but a bit later than Israel Regardie, they said "persistence is all" and built a brand on finding a way to consistently sound like splendid, eternal, golden children: "like crystal", impassionate, tightly-knit performers with the purity of a child's heart. Ian Curtis had, in certain ways (at least artistically), the purity of a child in his heart, which some might even argue was a distinguishing feature of most of his literary idols — if you think about it, William Burroughs could be your dirty-minded classmate who walked in on his parents sharing an intimate moment in the bedroom (had his parents been gay men, the metaphor would probably fly better, but that most definitely wasn't the case). So the heart of Joy Division remains untouched, if a bit more naked. Heroes of post-punk, sons of the silent age, you can sleep soundly tonight.

[skyrim-forever]

10 and 19 for the edgy ask meme and Theodora?

Hi friend! Thank you so much! Ask game here

10. What's an AU that would be interesting to explore with your OC?

OHMYGOD so, permission to be cringe? I've got this like modern political AU for Theo where she is working as an intelligence officer/spy. The Skyrim Civil War is instead an election (haha topical!) and she's begrudgingly working to support Cyrodiil's interests and sniff out who's funding Ulfric's campaign.

This may sound interesting but let me stop you right there and let you know this whole thing serves as a way for me to have Theodora and Ondolemar be enemy spies who have sex. Theo in sexy black dresses, Ondolemar in button shirts with the sleeves rolled up? At the end of the day I'm bisexual and I need to eat :P

I've got a doc with 2 chapters plotted and some dialogue but who knows if it will see the light of day.

19. How does your OC behave when enraged?

Theodora is pretty good at controlling her temper, though it does get more difficult as more dragon qualities spring up throughout the events of Skyrim. She keeps her cool in front of others, tries not to let anything more than insults slip before leaving to go self-destruct be herself. She is quite good at finding the worst thing to say however.

[kikohao]

congrats on the 100 followers mia! i hope you don't mind me sending something for event 1🤍

i'm a very chill and laid back person although i have been told that i can be a little intimidating at first. i'm an introvert, but that obviously changes when i'm with people i'm close and comfortable with. i always become a little bolder and confident when i'm around them. i'm a little sarcastic too and love to joke around with my friends. teasing and sending memes is kind of my love language. as for hobbies, i love watching films and am the type to go out and discover new movies that i've never heard of before. i also love playing video games, especially horror games. my love language is definitely quality time. i'm not a clingy person by nature and do like to spend time on my own, but i'll take any opportunity to spend time with people i love even if we just end up sit together quietly while doing our own thing.

anyway i hope this wasn't too long! congrats again on the 100 followers mia!🤍

i ship you with..

DINO!

with how you've described yourself, i ship you with dino/chan!

imagine; - dino being intimidated by you when you first meet (poor baby), but obviously, when he realizes that it was just his assumption, he'll make it his goal to get as close to you as possible, he wants to make sure you're comfortable with him <3 - dealing with a whiny dino when you've teased him a little too much, you better apologize with cuddles!! - going on cute movie dates with chan; he REFUSES to let you pay bc he's supposed to be treating you, if you do end up paying for anything (including any popcorn/drinks) you're facing pouty dino all day.

tropes; golden retriever x black cat, best friend's brother/brother's friend, SPRING LOVE, slow burn, opposites attract, FORCED PROXIMITY, mature x childish

a/n ; thank you so much anon! i thought long about who to ship you with, so i hope you like it :D

taglist ; @nonononranghaee @abodyhasbeenfound @staranghae @amxlia-stars @prpldahy

send an ask to be added to my taglist!

100 event

[frobinfandays]

Welcome to #FRobinMonth2024, a whole month of #FRobin goodness! 06 Feb - 09 March

Week 1: 06 Feb - 13 Feb

Word prompt: Publisher Music prompt: Green Day - Extraordinary girl Visual prompt: Autumn bridge  Questions: 1) When did you start shipping Franky x Robin?   2) Who do you think is the most romantic one between the two? 

Week 2: 14 Feb - 21 Feb

Word prompt: Sunlight  Music prompt: Billy Joel - She’s Always A Woman Visual prompt: Winter rose Questions: 1) Do you have any FRobin merch, be it official or fan made?  2) What’s your headcanon for their future? 

Week 3: 22 Feb - 29 Feb

Word prompt: In your arms  Music prompt: Talking Heads - This must be the place  Visual prompt: Spring cat Question: 1) Which meme do you associate with Frobin?  2) Which is your favorite scene? 

Week 4: 01 Mar - 09 Mar

Word prompt: Blueprints  Music prompt: Walk the Moon - Shut up and dance Visual prompt: Summer train Question: 1) How did Robin apologize to Franky after squeezing his family jewels? 2) When did you start shipping Franky x Robin?

Additional Inspiration for the whole month: 

How do I participate?

Create something related to the prompts (one, two, or all three or just answer one or both questions) and our OTP. Upload it and enjoy that you created something.

But I can’t draw or write…

Don’t worry! There is so much more you can do! All forms of media/art are allowed! Editing a video, writing a fanfiction, formulating a headcanon or an analysis. Drawing a fanart, editing a graphic or creating a moodboard. Recording an audio or a musical composition, creating a playlist of songs, getting out your cosplay or doing a photoshooting with some merch you own, maybe giving a recommendation to a fanart or fanfiction! Also, for the first time we’ll add questions that you can write answers to! Just share your answers! 

Let’s get creative! Everything is welcome!

Don’t be shy with liking and reblogging each other’s work.

Will you reblog/retweet my work?

Heck, yeah we will! Please use the hashtag #FRobinMonth24 as the first tag (Tumblr) and tag us in your text @frobinfandays or, on Twitter, @FrankyAndRobin  or @frobin.bsky.social on bsky.

Rules:

Everyone is welcome to participate.

This is an event to celebrate the romantic involvement of Franky and Robin from One Piece, but portrayals of them as friends are welcome too! (But no other ships with either of them.)

No reposting of other people’s work! (Sharing a link is fine, using official works for edits is also fine.)

You are absolutely allowed to use the visual prompts in your work!

You do not need to have a Tumblr blog to participate on Tumblr. However, if you would like to see your work featured on the FRobinFandays blog, we need you to submit it to us. (You can stay anonymous if you want to.)

We’ll also have this event on Twitter! Post your stuff there too and tag the FRobin Twitter @FrankyAndRobin and also use the hashtag #FRobinMonth24.

First time we’ll also have this event on bsky @frobin.bsky.social and also just write FRobin in the post (I’m not sure how it works just yet). 

Everyone else feel free to check out what is happening on those social media platforms!

Sharing your links from Twitter on Tumblr (as a submission for example) and other social media sites is absolutely fine!

Don’t worry if you’re no native speaker. Write in the language you feel comfortable with!

(I don’t feel like it should have to be said but…) No bashing on other artists’ works or harassing others. Franky and Robin would never approve of bullying, and neither will we.

Please help to spread the word with spreading this post.

Have fun! <3

Feel free to ask, just leave a comment on this document, ask on Tumblr or on Twitter! 

Rules on Google

[nautiscarader]

What the hecking heck happened with me - THE UNNECESSARY (and kinda boring) SEQUEL

So you might have noticed I have been absent for the past 2.5 weeks. So, where have I been? What has happened to me?

Well, you see, I got this magical music box, and when I opened it, I was transported into a different world full of talking frogs, toads and-

Wait, I've done this bit already.

....

Yeah, got into hospital. AGAIN.

Same warning as before applies, regarding medical stuff. Especially if you are eating.

Chapter 13: Wednesday Night's fever

So around three weeks ago I found myself really sapped of strength. Well, as you might recall, I basically had a fall and got wounds on my hip. Or to put it in another words:

Well, something from those wounds got infected or something and started affecting my whole body. The effect? Pretty much daily ~38C (~100F) fevers that drained me of energy.

No, buddy, the solution is paracetamol.

That was helping me daily when I was in hospital while getting some long-term antibiotics.

So, yeah, not to blow the trumpet, it was pretty much that: drips, pills, drips, pills, gastroscopy, drips, pi-wait, what did I say AND WHAT IS THIS THING-

Chapter 14: Gastroscopy

So I had to have gastroscopy done, which, in case you don't know is basically a tube with camera being inserted into your esophagus and-

Yeah, not pleasant. But the whole thing lasted only about 10 minutes, and the worst part was the first 30 seconds. So, no biggie. Now, let's talk about....

Chapter 15: Neighbours

Because they were really an odd collection.

First one was just an old dude who hated when I asked to open windows (and of course just as I was admitted spring temps have arrived)

Second one was a detective! In fact he has just solved a murder mystery that happened in the adjacent room! And the murderer was his roommate!

... yeah, he was pretty out of touch with reality, they took him after a day.

And then comes our star: Typical Janush, or Ordinary Janusz, as the Polish meme goes (don't worry if you don't get it)

This absolute unit of Polishness with huuuuge beer belly, bald spot and moustache has brought with him in his bag of holding:

coffee and sugar (nothing spectacular tbh)

TWO different chocolate waffers packs,

two strawberry chocolate bars,

Toffee sweets,

coffee sweets,

TWO different types of sausages,

home-made chicken wings,

and a jar of pickled mushrooms (fereality-indy DNI)

What else did he have in it? I don't know, and frankly, I am scared of the possibilities. This guy could give Mary Poppins a run when it comes to that bag.

He cursed like a sailor when he watched the news - and he watched all the news, he was funding the TV, so he might as well get what he's paid for.

He was also... really kind. He helped me with everything I couldn't do, sometimes faster than the nurses. Really awesome dude.

And the last one who was admitted JUST as I was leaving, was a 96-year old grandpa with some gastric problems. What problems? I don't know, but imagine a cat coughing up a furball... at a volume of a small steam locomotive. At 2 a.m. Every half an hour.

i only had to deal with him for a day.

He also brought... a flask with him.

The one they usually sell spirytus in. Now, it did NOT contain alcohol, just lemon-flavoured water.... but you had to see the nurse's reaction when he was seen casually drinking from it :) He was politely told to use other vessels.

And as a bonus, there was a guy in adjacent room who sometimes visited us and wore a curious t-shirt.... you know the "how do you do fellow kids" meme, right?

and how they just wrote "music band" in order to avoid problems with AC/DC copyright?

Well, his T-shirt had a generic basketball and words "Basketball Team est. 1992". And that's it. No other allusions to, say, Chicago Bulls, or any other team. Just that.

We have reached singularity, people.

Chapter 16: In conclusion, it was mostly boring

Yeah, I have to admit, this stay wasn't that eventful, which I guess I should count as blessing. What else to add... Oh, all the nurses were h*cking cute!

One even recognised me from my first visit!

So, yeah, now I've done the unpacking, and oh boy, you always collect lots of stuff you then forget about.

Like-

Wait, the heck is that?

It... it looks like I have written a 4k Glitch Techs G-rated fic... on my phone! Which has non-existent keyboard! Wait, that can't be right...

It's mostly done, but not finished... Still, it's a shame if it got wasted, right?

[theofficersacademy]

Fans flutter, jewels sparkle as they catch the light, and the air buzzes with students’ conversation, nervous and hopeful all at once. The Ethereal Ball has at last come to the monastery’s halls and the rumors that have been whispered all around the academy and beyond — they were all right: the glitz and glamor is a sight to behold.

Tapestries hang from the ceilings, depicting scenes of Fódlan’s most famous tales of chivalry: Wilhelm’s devotion to Seiros, Loog’s faithful service to the Maiden of Wind, the Lion of Riegan’s sacrifice to save Leicester from Almyran hordes, stories of love and loyalty to inspire the students on this unforgettable night. The music grows louder as you approach the Main Hall — the orchestra has already begun playing the first song of the night! You pick up the pace, squeezing past crowds, unwilling to miss a second more.

You're stopped at the door, however, and handed a brooch decorated with one of five kinds of decorations: black feathers, white feathers, strings of pearls, small bells, and teardrop crystals. "Trade your decorations with the other guests," says the door attendant, and sends you inside to socialize.

You’ve been formally invited to the Ethereal Ball

A once in a lifetime experience for students of the Officers Academy, this time an even more magical night full of excellent food and drink, endless dancing, and the highlight of the year for would-be couples and longtime lovers alike.

Not only have the party organizers upped the glitz and glamor this year, but in an effort to study Pasithee's illusion magic, a handful of the church's bishops have set up a magical ballroom separate from the main room where a mystical masquerade will take place.

What’s This Brooch?

Each attendee of the ball finds themselves with a brooch decorated in one of five decorations. See this list to find which one your muse has.

Note: all muses in TOA have been assigned a decoration for ease of randomizing them, but this does not obligate a muse to participate. BOLD your muse’s name on the list if they are participating.

How to Play

The goal is to gather one decoration for each of the 5 decorations represented at the ball, presumably after you’ve had a favorable conversation with the attendee and earned their approval and / or friendship (note: IC interactions do not actually have to be favorable to count toward the goal).

YES: A approaches B with the express intention of making a good impression and trading decorations

NO: A and B decide to ditch the party and make out in the surrounding forest (no mention of the brooch)

YES: A and B decide to ditch the party and make out in a beautiful clearing in the woods, and decide they might as well trade decorations from their brooches while they're at it

YES: A asks B to trade decorations, but B hates A and a fight ensues.

NO: B starts a fight with A for the hell of it, and neither of them mentions their brooch decoration.

Please tag your posts with #toaball2024

A Note on Interactions

This year, do not reblog any of the inbox memes or prompts.

Bold your muse’s name on the decorations designations list to signal to the rest of the group that they are open to ball-related interactions. 

A bolded name means that you are welcome to send any of the memes or prompts without asking beforehand.

You may unbold your muse’s name at any time. This will not affect whether or not they can claim their prizes at the end.

Schedule

New prompts will be released at the beginning of every week until the end of the month. The masquerade will run alongside the main ball for the entire duration of the event.

Prizes

Once you've filled your brooch out with all 5 decorations, you will be eligible to pick one prize from the Spring tab of our prize list!

You will also be eligible for exclusive access to the Dancer class! It will be treated as a Unique class with its own mastery ability. Mastering the class will also grant the character Refresh.

All characters who collect 5 different brooch decorations will receive the prizes.

Prizes can only be claimed after the event’s conclusion.

Please track your decorations somewhere, with the name of the other character (if unmasked) and a link to the interaction. Whether you do it on your blog or somewhere private is up to you, but you will be submitting this to claim the prize at the conclusion of the event

And that’s it! If you have any questions or concerns, please let the mods know!

The Ethereal Ball will run until May 31st at 11:59PM EST! We hope you have fun, and that your characters make a lot of new friends!

- The House Leaders

[writinginthenight]

I want to tell you about my day.

I want to tell you about the almond dressing that was so good I eat the salad at lunch.

I want to tell you about learning how to hand whistle.

I want to tell you about making friends that I actually like being around.

I want to talk to you about the album that released on Spotify and discuss the animations for the songs.

I want to talk about seeing my friend I haven’t seen in months.

I want to talk about what happened

I want to talk about what my brother said.

I want to talk about the still water meme

I want to tell you about how close much closer I got with Ali

I want to tell you about getting new pants

I want to tell you about the portable charger that I have that works but I thought it didn’t.

I want to tell you about my fanfic I’m writing.

I want to talk to you about how the wether is cold now.

I want to tell you it’s late and I have to get up in the morning.

I want to talk about how viscerally off this one persons vibes are

I want to tell you about seeing stars from the roof

I want to talk about going to the music festival.

I want to talk about new friendships and fries.

I want ti talk about moshing for the first time.

I want to tell you how tired I was at the end of the day.

I want to tell you about the band I liked.

I want to te you about the shirt I got on sale.

I want to talk about ali and how much I appreciate him

I want to talk about Luca and how it feels good to be allowed to dislike people and not feel jidged.

J want tk talk about arsene and how off and confused I feel.

I want to mention audible hallucinations as I fall asleep

I want to tell you about the song I’m observing with.

I want to tell you that in my half asleep dream I just had you slammed a water bottle on a table.

I want to say goodnight to you.

I want to ask you if you’ve eaten

I want to talk about Halloween costumes.

I want to talk about doing my makeup in the bathroom

I want the tell you about the owls I saw

I want to talk about playing with the children.

I want to talk about getting dinner

I wanna tell you about the event at your school Eva snuck us into

I want to talk about the dancing and the food

I want to tell you about my average velocity being zero and the cops at the Culver’s

I want to tell you about the rave.

I want to tell you about the dancing(again)

I want to tell you about kindly shared alcohol and friends I do like.

I told you I missed you.

I want to tell you about chaska and how she’s a dog

I want to tell you about missed church

I wanna talk about voting adventures

I want to tell you about the open house

I wanna talk about voting adventures part 2

I want to talk about the cats we saw

I wanna tell you about how the building was closed so I had to vote the next day.

I wanna ask if you voted.

I wanna talk about the election.

I wanna talk about trying to learn to whistle

I wanna talk about weaving

I wanna talk about my art class

I wanna talk about my classes for the next semester.

I wanna tell you about the person with the cave Johnson shirt

I want to play games with you

I want to go with my brother to your house

I want to tell you about my sketchbook I left at church 2weeks ago

I wanna talk about making up with echo.

I wanna talk about cleaning my desk

I wanna tell you that missing you isn’t getting easier

You told me nothing at all.

I want to tell you how much of a fucking prick you are.

I want to tell you that you’re still my friend.

I want to tell you that you hurt me and now the pain in my chest won’t go away because of you.

I want to tell you about Ali spring 3 nights at my house.

I wanna talk about dr who and dr house and young Sheldon and love is blind.

I wanna tell you about getting bruised in the mosh pit (again)

I wanna tell you about anhi and Preston and Sasha and grace and Leo and Kenzie and jay.

I wnna show you the photos of Ben and grace in the tree

I want to tell you about the jacket I bought with Ali and Chaira

I want to tell you about chaira bringing up the kiss and wanting to explode on the spot.

I want to tell you that I think I like her more than I should.

I wanna tell you that I got my sketchbook back from church and that Ali came with me to church.

I wnna tell you all these things because you really are(were?) such a special friend to me.

I wanna tell you about how I made Alex spend another night bc I didn’t wanna be alone.

I wanna tell you my chest hurts.

I wanna tell you anything.

I want to talk about watercolor and characters.

I wanna talk about unfinished theater assignments.

I wanna tell you about sugar waxing

I wanna talk about new feelings I haven’t been able to address

I want to talk about how I hate the word crush

I wanna talk about new developing feelings I don’t want to address.

I wanna talk about the cold

I want to tell you that the hives came back and I think I’m illlergic to cold.

I wnna talk about laying in the grass w Ali and ahn

I wanna talk about the random girls who joined us in the grass for some reason.

I wanna tell you about a hand on my waist

I wanna talk about skipping class

I wnna tell you about naps

I Wanna tell you about hives

I wanna tell you about going thrifting

I wanna talk about skirts.

I wanna tell you about meals with my family

I wanna talk about nick

I wanna talk about it the eyes on my neck.

I wanna talk about my signin issues

I wanna talk about stars

I wanna tell you about portraiture.

I wanna tell you about my little brothers party

I wanna talk about my mom saying weird things

I wanna tell you about me tweaking out.

I wanna tell you about failed travel plans.

I wanna talk about Lydia.

I want to tell you about my dream I had where you said you missed me and I woke up and cried for an hour

I want to tell you about thanks giving.

I want to tell you about cleaning at obscene hours.

I wanna tell you about tomorrow’s plans with Jill!!

I want to tell you that against the kitchen floor is my favorite song for a reason.

I wanna tell you about this poem.

I wanna talk about my mom’s peppermint hot chocolate and coffee.

I wanna tell you that I’m shaking because I tried.

[ryuichirou]

Replies

It’s spring, damn.

Anonymous asked:

ohmygoshhh I love it whenever you draw Trey! You draw him so well 😔😔

Thank you so muuuch Anon! For some reason I have more and more fun with Trey every time I draw him, is this his secret? Is this why jp artists draw him all the time?

Anonymous asked:

trey is lucky idias first instinct isnt to slam his mouth shut. one bite and it's all over

Maybe Trey likes the high risk that Idia’s teeth bring… or maybe he is just too confident in Idia’s inability to protect himself lol

Anonymous asked:

I will never admit it off anyone, but wish I was idia in that trey x idea pic *insert the "should have been me" meme here*

I feel like a confession booth 🥹 Your secret is safe, Anon.

Free dental services sound like a good deal, so I get it…

Anonymous asked:

Have you heard about the theory of Deuce’s mom Dilah (slight spoilers for the white rabbit festival event if you haven’t already seen it) being both a former delinquent like Deuce and also a teen mother? If so, do you have any thoughts of your own on this?

We haven’t seen the event yet, so we don’t know much about Dilah other than she is gorgeous and makes me feel things…

So I don’t have anything of substance to say and no headcanons of our own, buuut I do like the idea of her being a former delinquent and a teen mom. I just think it makes her situation and background very interesting.

It also makes it even more sad that she blamed herself for the way Deuce was acting. It was really sad before, but with this extra layer of (headcanon) information it is somehow more upsetting: of course she’s going to blame herself if her son makes the same mistakes she used to make + have this vibe of “I was young and I didn’t know what to do”.

Damn can Yana write a twst spinoff about all the moms? I want Twisted Motherland.

Anonymous asked:

hear me out: ace’s brother x deuce

It’s your lucky day, Anon, because we discussed this exact topic in replies some time ago… there might be more replies about this topic, but these are the ones I found: 1, 2, 3, 4.

Anonymous asked:

Idia but insert some kinky-ass hentai: https://www.tumblr.com/k009/77547495611/aoba

(omg this post is almost exactly 10 years old!!! AHHHHHH DMMD--)

Yes, you are so right. Ortho, please, don’t expose him in front of everyone…

[napping-sapphic]

questions for the meme!

7. Are you in love? Do you want to be?

39. Do you know what you want out of life?

61. Do we live in tumultuous times, or do they just seem so strange because we’re living in them?

Ooh!! Thank you for sending it to me and asking :) <3!!!!!!

7. Are you in love? Do you want to be?

I’m not currently in love no!! And this will probably be shocking to everyone here but I DO really want to be lol. I like being in love it’s really nice and fun to me😅

39. Do you know what you want out of life?

Oof. Not at all😓 I graduated college last spring and I’m stuck in a spot where I don’t know what to do with my degree or if I want to do more school or if I want to get a more simple job etc etc. And thinking of other goals without that figured out is practically impossible. Very much in a state of no concrete goals right now unfortunately🙃

61. Do we live in tumultuous times, or do they just seem so strange because we’re living in them?

Hmm, I’d say a little bit of both. Because the world definitely isn’t unfamiliar with bad events/rising political tensions/etc. I think our current ease of access via social media and the internet has made the current generations experience and perception of those times a lot different. So even if the world has experienced crazy elections, bad leaders, war, genocide, etc. the current experience of it differs a bit from comparable past events since we have so much more access to information and misinformation which directly affects perspectives and response. Things like climate change, however, I’d say is a more now-specific tumultuous thing though since it’s gotten so much noticeably worse the past 10-20 or so years. I do think the world isn’t as bad as it seems at times and that we struggle to see good things about the current state but I also know there are situations and technologies that are absolutely failing people and endangering them in ways unique to the current time so like I said little of both I think🤷‍♀️

[tw-anchor-down]

3 Days...

Until the 4th Round of TW Anchor Down starts (on April 1st, no joke)! If you’d like some more inspiration, you can always combine TWAD prompts with other challenges or events from this handy events directory. Feel free to also use any previous round prompts from the prompt card filing cabinet if you’re running behind and/or still need to catch up. Here are some challenges and events that are happening between April, May and June of 2024:

>> Sterek and Stuff Events- Spring Moons: Equiphlox (March 19 - May 22) and Eclipse (April 8 - May 22) >> Sterek Unhinged Boyfriends Event (Feb 8 - May 8) >> Stackson Week (April 3-9) >> Teen Wolf Rare Pair Events- Character of the Month (on-going) >> Full Moon Ficlet (ongoing) >> Sterek Drabbles (ongoing) >> Sterek Bingo (ongoing) >> Sterek Weekly (ongoing) >> Sterek Prompt Meme (ongoing) >> Steter-Stackson Bingo (ongoing) >> Teen Wolf Bingo (ongoing) >> Teen Wolf Poly Bingo (ongoing) >> Whumpril (daily whump prompts for April) >> Domaystic (daily domestic prompts for May) >> Whumpay (daily whump prompts for May) >> June of Doom (daily whump prompts for June) >> Art Prompt Calendar (daily prompts posted every month, multi-ship and multi-fandom) >> Horrific Bingo (ongoing and multi-fandom) >> Hurt and Comfort Bingo (ongoing and multi-fandom) >> LGBTQA+ Bingo (ongoing and multi-fandom) >> Sweet and Spicy Bingo (ongoing and multi-fandom) >> Slash Multiverse (ongoing and multi-fandom) >> The Reverse Prompt Challenge (multi-fandom; updated quarterly) >> Warm and Fluffy Bingo (ongoing and multi-fandom) >> Whump Challenges Galore (ongoing and multi-fandom) 

If you know about other challenges that should be added to this list, send an ask. Hope y’all are ready! Look like Malia’s going to have to write all of these details down to start planning!

[gnostichymns]

With the calm breezes of Spring relenting to the blistering heat of Summer, thousands across the stars are all in search of one thing: a relaxing getaway!

And that is exactly what you have found, or at least you think so. In every harbor in Teyvat, ships have appeared with promise of the Perfect Summer Escape! If you ignore the strange expressions of the crew, you'll find the voyage quite amiable. Its end destination is a cluster of islands with beautiful golden beaches and just-right seas, perfect for a week of relaxation! Even among the stars have rumors spread of this place, with buy-one-bring-a-friend-free tickets being handed out like candy for this once in a lifetime experience!

Only once you have arrived and settled in, sampled the refreshments, and kicked up your feet does realization strike: your ship has vanished. Rest assured, it will be back for you! (Probably...)

Welcome to the celebration of Summer never-ending!

From every walk of life, people have gathered upon these islands to celebrate the season and enjoy time away from work and responsibility! For the month of June, muses within Gnostic Hymns may just find themselves to be among them. Here's what to expect:

The commission board has a new look for the month! Since everyone is here, there's no need to split the crowd. You'll find the prompts have no requirements for specific-game muse participation! Don't worry, though: threads from the last board (Bloom) can still be started throughout the month if you didn't get to them already.

The masterlist will also be releasing an ask meme within the first week for participating muses to reblog for shorter, faster-paced interactions.

But that's not all! A field has been set up for a good old-fashioned game of Harpastum Toss! Never played before? That's okay! Take a closer look and sign yourself up to participate! (Signups end at 11:59 PM EST on 06/04 - event runs from 06/06 - 06/09)

And for those of you that wish to delve deeper into the mystery that surrounds these islands, or perhaps just wish to find your way out of here, groups have begun to gather with plans of venturing to the islands' peaks. Consider joining them, you never know what you might find... (Signups end at 11:59 PM EST on 06/06 - event runs from 06/09-06/30)

Like during our Lantern Rite event, participating in the Solstice event will earn your muse Shiny Flotsam, a currency that will be exchanged for prizes!

Each interaction from the Solstice commission board and event ask meme will earn 1 Shiny Flotsam!

Participation in our Harpastum Toss will earn 2 Shiny Flotsam, and participation in the Requiem of Season's End event will earn 3 Shiny Flotsam.

A total of 5 Shiny Flotsam can be exchanged for one Solstice Weapon and your choice of 1 additional talent point or 1 crown. Please link your interactions/participation in an ask to the Masterlist detailing your choices before July 7th!

Don't forget to tag all posts related to the event with #GHSolstice2024 !!

[rayroseu]

EVENT: TWST CHARITY DRIVE (@twst-charity)

I am a Contributor here !

[updated: 03_03_2024] i figured it would be more easy if i just made a carrd, please read for info and rules ^-^ sideblog/reblogs: @rayroseu-reblogs

PENDING ARTREQUEST: - cyno with malleus! by anon 💖💐

[ #lian arts -> art tag ]

[ #lian inbox -> asks and answers ]

[ #lian notes -> commentaries, memes, and theories ]

[ ko-fi -> for support and future commissions ]

masterlist under the cut~ (please let me know if youre searchinh for any works of mine!)

my art summary of 2023 ❣️❣️❣️🌌🌌🌌

: ART MASTERLIST !

☆ twistedwonderland

╰┈➤silver vanrouge

bunny guard silver (for the white rabbit festival event)

knight of dreams (silver)

tsum lilia with silver

this is the blessing i put upon you

╰┈➤lilia vanrouge

cradle seeker (for the theory that lilia kidnapped baby silver)

shadow of the past (lilia vanrouge)

from nightmares to dreams (lilia vanrouge)

awaken (lilia vanrouge)

wounds soaked on hot springs (lilia vanrouge)

Bloodshed (Lilia Vanrouge)

Lilia with Stitch! (+ Malleus' fathers way of keeping his social life intact!)

if only i could've burned to death in that fire too

Temptations (Playful Land Lilia)

╰┈➤sebek zigvolt

strike through the darkness (sebek zigvolt)

portrait of sebek

╰┈➤malleus draconia

you're not scary at all, malleus

flowers for malleus (humbuns) entry

malleus with my melody hat

pinching malleus' cheeks

deathly loneliness attacks(malleus)

chocolatier malleus

happy invitation (malleus draconia)

Malleus with Halo-halo (Filipino cold dessert)

Happy 100th Anniversary! (+Grim) (In celebration of Grim-Malleus DUO!✨)

masquerade malleus

╰┈➤book 7-related artworks

mothers day for queen maleficia (with little malleus)

subdued (queen maleficia and malleus)

you have a lot to learn with (Lilia and Malleus)

unhatched eggcellency (fanmade SSR Card of Tamago Malleus! w/ GROOVY)

mallevan/levanoa headcanon 1: draconias showers their mate with flowers 💐

mallevan/levanoa headcanon 2: mallenoa is levan and lilia's guide in practicing their magic 🪄

mallevan/levanoa headcanon 3: Malleus inherited his love of gargoyles from Levan for Levan studied Architecture in hopes of building a castle that can withstand Malenoa's destructive tantrums. 🏰

my design for Malenoa Draconia and Levan!

everytime you kissed me (Meleanor and Levan)

Lightning of Judgement (Meleanor)

Look-Alikes...? (Meleanor/Levan and Knight of Dawn/Leia)

Dreams of What Could've Been (Knight of Dawn and Meleanor with their sons)

Meleanor Draconia is the Dark Mirror Theory

the ordeal of finding a friend (meleanor x crowley (levan))

if only true love was enough (meleanor x lilia)

meleanor draconia reacting to malleus hatching

╰┈➤malleyuu stuffs ♡

malleus with barbie!yuu

meet me at midnight (malleyuu)

malleus x citrine (my oc) doodle

in comparison to me, you are just a baby (malleyuu but yuu is older to him in years)

i want to convey words more meaningful than goodbyes

mistletoe kiss but no one is allowed to kiss

╰┈➤comics

(theory comic) "I hate you beastie" where Lilia blames baby Silver for the death of his friends but really the one who he genuinely blames is himself.

(AU comic) Silver is the older brother of Malleus but he's aging at human lifespan

my most precious treasure (meleanor and malleus)

saved by diasomnia

my favourite scenes in book 7.6 doodles

╰┈➤doodles

not spared from fatherhood (crowley and lilia vanrouge)

i dont exist in other ppl's lives meme (gn yuu)

lilia and stitch as malleus new beastie! / lilia and crowley looks out for malleus' friends

All is Found (feat. TWST Mothers)

I missed seeing OB!Malleus... (Malleus with my Yuu (Citrine))

malleus with frieren

halloween gift for @/hanafubukki (malleus)

halloween gift for @/insideous-beez (grim)

crowley sketch for @/prince-kallisto

╰┈➤idia shroud

idia shroud as merryweather

☆ mysticmessenger

╰┈➤saeran choi

im the one who is in control (unknown)

lilac, the first feeling of love and spring (suit saeran)

begonia, beware (ray)

in the first blossoms of spring (saeran)

a night of just the two of us (saeran)

caressed heart (ray)

sweet dreams from saeran

happy valentines ray!

happy birthday saeran 2023

╰┈➤hyun ryu

happy birthday zen!

a date in cherry blossom spring for quirky-and-kind

☆ obeyme

╰┈➤leviathan

happy birthday leviathan

☆ genshin impact

╰┈➤hu tao

hutao fanart for a friend~

☆ gift arts

roxanna vanrouge for roxannavanrouge2400

a date in cherry blossom spring for quirky-and-kind

malleus doodle for ventiquemr

: WRITING RECS !

the love of a family - hanafubukki

overblot silver request - serenescribe

《divider credit to @/firefly-graphics》

[oldworldwidgets]

1-5 for teddy & 6-10 for lilah for the fallout ask meme !!!

Teddy

1. Which Fallout game are they from? New Vegas!

2. Which faction(s) did they join and which did they destroy? Why? He belongs to the Great Khans and, after he meets Arcade, the Followers. He destroys the fuck out of the NCR and the Legion. The NCR because of Bitter Springs (it was personal to him) and the Legion because fuck em.

3. What is their S.P.E.C.I.A.L.? S9, P1, E4, C9, I5, A2, L10

4. Give us a summary of their backstory. Oh great heavens. A very short summary: He was raised Mormon on an NCR ranch with his four older brothers and one younger sister. He got fed up one day, burned the ranch down (only he, his sister, and one brother survived), and became a drifter. Ran odd jobs, most of them ethically questionable bc they paid best. Eventually linked back up with his sister who pretended she didnt know him, then his brother who was in rehab with the Followers. He stayed at the Fort and was heart eyes with Arcade, but his brother was homophobic to them so Teddy left, causing his brother to OD the next day. Joined the Khans and stayed there for a few years before Bitter Springs happens. After that, he became an outlaw and basically hunted NCR with the Khans until he’s paid by the Mojave Express to deliver a pack of cards (Courier Three) and is shot by Benny (he got it wrong the first time). Events of the game happen, he pursues independent Vegas, then retires and lives a happy rancher life with Arcade afterward.

5. What’s their full name and does it have a meaning? Do they have any nicknames and how did they get em? Theodore Dawson. It doesn’t really, it just feels cowboy to me and I like the idea of a big mean man named Teddy. It does have a meaning in the context of his siblings though. Their names are Benjamin, Levi, Jacob, Noah, and Hannah; Theodore (named after his father) is the only name not found in the Bible.

He has a few “nicknames” that are just derivative of his name. When he’s young, he goes by Theo. When he’s a drifter, he goes by Dawson or Daws. After he finds his brother, he goes by Teddy (Arcade gives him the nickname). His bestie Amantis (@odd-ball-out’s courier) also calls him Bear.

Delilah

6. What’s their sexual, romantic, and gender orientation? Do they feel comfortable telling other people? She is a cis woman who is not attracted to (sexually or romantically) anyone. I guess rigidly she could be considered aroace, but really, romance is just something that she doesn’t prioritize, and sex has been completely ruined for her because she only knows how to use it to get what she wants.

7. Do they have any mental illnesses? How do they cope? Miss girl has PTSD from domestic abuse something terrible, but she copes by… uh… motions to her entire personality

8. Do they have any medical conditions? Is medicine/ treatment available for them? She is anemic, so she’s cold all the time and bleeds a lot if she gets injured, but there’s not much she can do about it in the wasteland. Just has to keep warm and avoid injury.

9. How much do they care about their outer appearance? What’s their “beauty routine”? How often do they shower/ bathe? She cares very much about her outward appearance because it’s really her bread and butter. Her whole theory of survival would be moot if she wasn’t hot enough to seduce people into giving her caps/info, buying chems from her, and underestimating her in gunfights. She doesn’t need to shower unusually often because pretty lady doesn’t like to get her hands dirty, but she maintains great hygiene for wasteland standards.

10. What do they fear the most? I don’t wanna say she’s fearless bc that’s not necessarily true, but there’s very little that phases her. She should be terrified of abandonment, but she intentionally keeps people at length so they can’t abandon her (which is… another problem entirely). Realistically, I guess the answer is that she’s most afraid of people she trusts getting angry/violent with her when she would never expect that of them.