#tam records

[whoopseydaisy]

The River Had Roots already had me by way of it being a fairytale, a conjugation (if you will) of the twa sisters, a story about sisters who sing to trees. But it’s also a riddle and a poem and has really beautiful llinocut illustrations. Amal El-Mohtar you’ve done it again and also I trust your taste implicitly and forever I think.

[unproduciblesmackdown]

whoa spaketh of....

[purplespacekitty]

every now and then, the spirit of angsty rock musicals possesses me and I descend into a cycle of listening to, watching, acting out, talking about and singing Jesus Christ Superstar for about 2 weeks straight. during this time period, the falsettos of Ted Neeley and Ian Gillan, masterful ad libs of Carl Anderson, sorrowful balladic notes of Yvonne Elliman and all those who came before and after them consume my every waking thought. I become compelled to listen to every version of “Heaven On Their Minds” and “Gethsemane (I Only Want to Say)” I can find, even the ones recorded with shitty iPhone cameras and mics. my voice goes hoarse singing along with Judas’ lament over blood money and Simon’s overenthusiastic powerpoint to Jesus about how great he is. I obsess over how cunty Judas’, Herod’s, Caiaphas’ and Pilate’s outfits are by production. I weep over the kiss of betrayal as Judas and Jesus are separated for the last time. I learn new stuff about the singers and productions every time.

I soak up the inevitable poetic tragedy of it all and then I go back to our regularly scheduled programming.

[sansquip]

Bring on the Girls from Marry Me a Little on viola

i was on a frenzy about this song for about 30 minutes lol and this is what happened

prob gonna polish this later, get rid of the extra strings and have more cohesive/consistant phrasing but i liked how this came out!!!!

[thesablequear]

Brian Jacques, every other paragraph: Sister Armel is PRETTY and INNOCENT and PRETTY and also PRETTY did I mention that she’s PRETTY, a PRETTY maid

[superhater]

[ca-dmv-bot]

Customer: MOB (MARIN ON BIKES) TAM (MT. TAMALPIAS) DMV: MOB Verdict: DENIED

[chiropteracupola]

regular achievable plans (what if we learned a language simply because we wanted to get better at cataloguing different versions of johnny has gone for a soldier/siúil a rún...)

[officiallanxichen]

the most evil part of riding on public transportation is they don't let you belt along to music on here. why can't I give the entire bus my own personal vocal recital. true homophobia

[cannedbluesblog]

These Animal Men

[nakanotamu]

[sawthatmountainburn]

i once read a firefly fanfic where river and jayne fuck (i think?? tho maybe it took place after they did) and the only thing i remember about it was her referring to his back as a scratching post. i always think about it whenever i dig my claws into someone's back during sex or they do it for me. i never even finished firefly.

[irisbleufic]

Here’s the gorgeous set of illustrations that @runfreebirdrun has produced for my 1973 Devil’s Minion AU story, “Trade the Game You Know for Shelter.” The ghostly, shadowy echoes of Tam Lin in the background of the movie theater scene are so fucking cool given the significance of the Fairport Convention recording of the ballad to the plot!

Thank you so much for these 💙

[arandomao3user]

TimBern incorrect quotes because I've been up since five in the morning and have to attend a birthday party (it's happening in my house. It's my sisters. She failed to be born on Julius Caesars assassination AND St. Patrick's day)

Featuring: Tim failing at W.E. work, and it's all Bernard's fault. Also, Bernard is a freak.

—

Tim, in the middle of a meeting: And that's why I think we should invest more in th—

Bernard, strolling right in with his sunglasses on, bag of takeout in hand, holding a coffee in the other: TIMBOOOO, BABY!!!

Tim: . . .

Tim, slowly inhaling and forcing a smile: Bernie! What're you doing here?

Bernard, leaning in for a kiss, whispering: One, you never did the dishes last night, two, I said never to call me Bernie.

Tim, whispering back: One, I said I was sorry this morning, two, I'm in the middle of a meeting.

Bernard: One, I still had to do the dishes, two, you hate meetings anyways.

Tim: One, I'm sorry, again. I'll do them the rest of the week. Two, they're still important to my cover.

Random guy: *Clears throat*

Tim:

Bernard:

Tim: CAN'T YOU SEE I'M TRYING TO TALK TO MY BOYFRIEND?!

Bernard: THE F&#-$ING AUDACITY!

Random guy:

Tim: See you later tonight, honey bear!

Bernard: I'll miss you, my love dove!

*Tim and Bernard begin a sloppy make out session and the meeting ends early...*

—

Bruce: I hear you've been slacking lately at work.

Tim: No clue what you're talking about.

Bruce:

Bruce: Why is Bernard in your office?

Bernard, waving through the door:

Tim: Oh, yeah, he's on break from college so he's been stopping by.

Bruce:

Tim:

Bruce: No further questions.

—

Bernard, with Tim pinned to his desk: Look at you, all sexy CEO.

Tim: Oh? I thought I was all sexy vigilante.

Bernard: Perhaps you're just sexy in general.

Tim: Perhaps you should show m—

Damian, throwing the door open: DRAKE! . . .

Tim:

Bernard:

Damian, pulling out a sword: ARE YOU DEFILING MY BROTHER!?

Tam, recording from the background:

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Dick: Thanks, Tam, I just needed to drop something off real quick.

Tam: Yeah, it might be a while though, Bernard stopped by.

Dick:

Dick: W h a t ?

Tam: Yeah, he starts up college again next week, but lately he's been here all day with Tim, I'm about to soundproof his offi—

Dick, barging in: TIMOTHY JACKSON DRAKE-WAYNE!

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Jason, calling Tim's office to annoy him:

Bernard: Yello?

Jason: ??? Blonde guy, why are ya answerin' Tim's phone?

Bernard: He's getting us lunch.

Jason: When did you start working at Wayne Enterprise?

Bernard: Oh, I don't, I'm just here to hang out with Tim.

Jason:

Jason: Hang out?

Bernard: Yup. We hang out aaaaall day long.

Jason:

Jason: Dowd, if I find out you're f&#%#ing my brother in his office I'm gonna neuter you.

Bernard:

Bernard: So his office is off limits?

Jason: Dead. *Hangs up*

Bernard, chuckling: I'm in danger.

—

Bernard, out to run some errands:

Bernard: Hey Cass.

Cass, from the shadows:

Bernard: Just getting some groceries to make a nice dinner for Tim tonight, he hasn't been eating right lately. I saw him eat a breakfast burrito in to bites before drinking six sodas back to back, not right...

Cass:

Bernard: Nice seeing you, too!

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Stephanie, walking campus with Bernard: How was your break?

Bernard: Really fun, actually. Jason gave me a black eye and a matching scar with Tim on my neck, Dick tried to throw me out the window, I got this really cool scar from Damian's sword, he also said he'd immediately get John Constantine over to curse me, Cass stalked me for three hours straight while I was out, and Bruce paid me a thousand dollars to buy condoms!

Stephanie:

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[call-me-strega]

Dc x DP Prompt #8: Best Friend’s Brother

Preface: this prompt can be used with different characters but I’m writing it as Dead on Main bc that’s my favorite. Also the colleges I mention are real colleges from the DCU

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Danny Fenton was 18 when he moved to Gotham for college.

It was the only place with a half decent engineering program that would take a kid with his record; drop in grades, unexplained absences, missing class, a disciplinary record, etc. Plus there was a decent saturation of both magic and ectoplasm in Gotham’s air. After he got accepted he decided to tell his parents he was Phantom. They reacted surprisingly well all things considered. They were horrified to learn they’d been hunting their son but it quickly turned into acceptance to listen to what he had to tell them. Now they turned their obsession from hunting ghosts to learning more about ghost more humanely. He also managed to get his former rouges to agree to call off any major shenanigans in favor of less destructive outlets. (He got Ember a TikTok and a YouTube channel, he set up a drag racing circuit in the realms for Johnny and Kitty, let Technus enter the internet as long as he stayed within Amity’s grid or help Ember manage her stuff, allowed Desiree grant wishes for Make a Wish Foundation kids so long as she didn’t horribly twist them, etc.)

Now with the town not at constant risk of danger and his parents agreeing to really handle any rouge ghosts, Danny could leave Amity with a clear conscience. His friends were also growing up and heading to their own colleges. Tucker was heading to Ivy University in New England, which rivaled MIT in terms technological prestige, and Sam decided on Vandermeer University in Pittsburg, which had a reputation for being a very liberal, anti-authority campus. Although their trio would be spread out, Danny found comfort in the fact that they’d all moved from the Midwest to the Northeast.

With promises to stay in touch a visit. Danny got set up in GCU’s dorms, ready to move into the next chapter of his life.

~

Danny Fenton was 20 when Tim Drake (age 19 but nearing 20) officially became one of his best friends.

They had been introduced to each other by their mutual friend Sebastian Ives for a new Warlocks and Warriors campaign. Their friendship extended beyond WnW when they ended up on the same Applied Physics and Mechanics class. It was cemented when they got pair up for a project in class and had to spend lots of time around each other.

Danny didn’t mind that Tim tended to be a bit flaky and Tim didn’t mind that Danny was possibly not 100% human. They didn’t ask each other too many questions about that stuff. They knew the other had something odd about him and that was fine with them. It was nice to have a causal friend they could be normal with, without being questioned about their more peculiar behaviors.

They officially became best friends when the built a Rube Goldberg machine with a working trebuchet within an hour of the three they had to complete it for their Applied Phys-Mech final. Danny introduced Tim to Sam, Tucker and Jazz. Tim introduced him to Steph, Tam, and Cass. They texted and hung out fairly often. They truly did consider each other one their best friends.

~

Danny Fenton is 22 when he meets Tim’s family.

Tim’s 21st birthday is coming up and he has plans with his family the day of and is going out with his friends, including a couple from out of town, that night. They want to take him out for his first drink and it’s fortunate timing since it’s the weekend so nobody has to worry about classes. Everyone who was going was already informed that Tim would be spending most of the day with his family before Steph and Cass would bring to the club everyone was meeting up at. Which is why it’s purely a coincidence when he runs into them at BatBurger during the lunch rush.

Danny had just picked up the part-time job to earn a little extra cash to pay for his hobbies. Tim new about it but didn’t know the exact location he worked. That’s why they were both presently surprised when they heard each others voices in the drive through. When they pulled up to window Danny saw his friend leaning over a tired looking black-haired man, trying to stick his head out of the drivers window to give Danny a maniacal grin.

He quickly introduced the other passengers of the car as his dad, Bruce, and three of his brothers Dick, Jason, and Duke. He mentioned he had a fourth brother, Damian, who was still at home. Danny couldn’t really see everyone all that well on account of they were inside a car but he happily greeted them as well. They laughed and Danny wished Tim a happy birthday saying he’d see him at his celebration later tonight before handing them their food. He could the rowdy boys ribbing their brother as the car drove away and Danny resumed his work.

That incident seemed to have opened a gate because now Tim felt more comfortable inviting him over when his brothers were still around the house. He occasionally talked about his family more and Danny returned the favor letting snippets of his own family spill a little more. Occasionally, he’d see Tim’s family outside of his interactions with Tim.

He’d run into Damian, and sometimes Bruce or Dick was with him, at the museum or in the park while the younger had been walking his dog and stopped to say hi a couple of times. He chatted with Dick a couple of times when they were both in line to get coffee at a cafe. He saw Duke on a college tour once and waved at him.

The family member he probably saw the most other that Tim (and by extension Cass) was actually Jason. He’d ended up ditching BatBurger to get some more practical experience at an apprenticeship at the auto shop Jason went to to get his motorcycle serviced. The two of them got along pretty well and would often make conversation when Jason was waiting on his bike to be ready or to get his bill.

At first is was small talk about little things like how he and Tim were doing in class or how their days were going but they soon grew to have genuine interests in each other. Jason let Danny talk about space and mechanics and even gave his own thoughts sometimes, once helping Danny realize he was over complicating the circuit board of the device he was building. In return Danny let Jason ramble to him about literature, even taking the initiative to read a book Jason mentioned so he could talk to him about it better. Their conversation tended to be on the briefer side but were always enjoyable to both parties.

Danny actually liked being around Jason a lot but didn’t really bring that fact up a lot around Tim as it didn’t seem necessary. Tim was pretty glad that Danny got along with his family but he preferred to keep them in separate places in his mind. Danny knew and respected that, only really mentioning that he’d seen them recently and that they’d told him to say hi on their behalf (or die in Damian’s case occasionally).

~

Tim Drake was 22 when he came to a horrific realization.

Well, perhaps horrific was a bit of an exaggeration. Tim wasn’t necessarily horrified by the revelation. In all honesty he didn’t know how to feel. He felt an odd mixture of protectiveness, possessiveness, confusion, and optimism(?).

You see, Tim and Danny had been hanging out in the campus center, studying and goofing off when he got a text from Jason saying he was coming to pick him up for family dinner at the manor since he was closest and Dick was busy picking up Duke and Damian from their after school clubs.

“What’s up?” Danny asked him curiously.

Tim set his phone on the table and started putting his stuff away. “My brother is coming to pick me up for family dinner so I gotta head out soon.”

“Ah well I should probably get going too. Tell Dick I said hi.”

“Actually, it’s Jason. Dick is picking up Duke and Damian,” he said shoving his textbook into his bag.

“Oh? That’s nice of him. Hey do you wanna just head out together?” Danny asked, fidgeting with his hoodie strings.

Tim noticed a slight strain in Danny’s voice at the mention of Jason but didn’t comment. He just nodded his head sure and walked outside with Danny. They got out to the street when Tim realized he’d left his phone in the library. He faced palmed and asked Danny if he could hold his stuff so it wouldn’t slow him down as he ran back to the campus center to get his phone. Danny agreed to and hold his stuff and wait for Jason while Tim went back.

After getting his phone Tim started heading back to where he left Danny when he saw that Jason had arrived that Jason had arrived and was talking to Danny. He was about to call out to them when he noticed several things in quick succession. Danny was fidgeting with his hoodie, something he tended to do when nervous. The tips of Danny’s ears were a light shade of pink (it isn’t cold out yet?). Danny looked deeply absorbed in his conversation with Jason in a way that reminded Tim of how he talked about space. And Jason seemed just as absorbed in the conversation as well.

The gears in Tim’s head went into overdrive and he realized ‘Ah- Danny has a crush on Jason’. His eyes widened as his head whipped around to examine Jason again. He saw a look of genuine fondness in his eyes. Thus Tim was confronted with the aforementioned horrific realization and complicated feelings. Tim didn’t know whether to laugh, cry, or both.

‘My dumbass best friend has a crush on my brother. And worse(?), my idiot brother returns those feelings.’