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yakool-foolio · 26 days ago
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So uh I recently became obsessed with a super underrated and extremely pretty song that has what I love most in a song: a choir-esque break focusing on harmonic vocals! It can bring a man to tears! So I decided to add onto the pre-chorus with a second harmonic layer to compliment the melody and first harmony!
GO LISTEN TO CALLING CARDS BY THE BROOK & THE BLUFF NOW CAUSE HOW IS IT ONLY AT 1.6K VIEWS?!
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ravenplaylist · 2 months ago
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November 6, 2024 - Bad Bad News by The Brook & The Bluff
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ivorymorning · 3 months ago
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just like a knock on my window
i want
but dare wouldn’t follow
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literaryvein-reblogs · 2 months ago
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some words for worldbuilding (pt. 1)
Air
billow, breath, bubble, draft, effervescence, fumes, puff, vapor
Arena
aquarium, bazaar, coliseum, field, hall, mecca, stage
Building
abbey, architecture, armory, asylum, bakery, bar, booth, cathedral, club, construction, court, department store, dock, edifice, emergency room, factory, food court, fort/fortress, framework, garrison, greasy spoon, hacienda, hangout, headquarters, hotel, inn, institute/institution, jetty, laboratory, mansion, mental hospital, monastery, mosque, museum, nursing home, office, pavilion, penitentiary, plant, prison, rampart, repository, ruins, sanctuary, shrine, skyscraper, stockade, storeroom, structure, temple, theater/theatre, treasury, warehouse, wharf
City
capital, metropolis, town, village
Furniture
altar, banister, bench, booth, bunk, cabinet, chair, couch, crib, davenport, dresser, furnishings, futon, jetty, lectern, partition, perch, platform, pulpit, rail/railing, screen, secretary, stand, wardrobe
Geographic division
area, county, desert, dynasty, kingdom, outskirts, quarter, sector, suburb, territory, tract, zone
Habitat
abode, ecosystem, environmentalist, habitat/habitation, harbor, home, land, nest, paradise, premises, refuge, settlement, tent
Habitat, human: accommodations, apartment, barracks, cabin, castle, condominium, convent, domesticity, dungeon, element, encampment, estate, grange, hacienda, home, house, housing, hut, jail, lodging, madhouse, monastery, neighborhood, old country, palace, prison, reservation, resort, sanctuary, shanty, suite, vacancy, villa
Habitat, rural: barn, burrow, conservatory, desert, farm, forest, grange, jungle, sanctuary, wilderness/wilds, wood/woods
Land
abyss, avalanche, bank, bay, bed, bluff, campus, cape, cavern, cliff, compost, cove, crevice/crevasse, dirt, downgrade, dune, elevation, estuary, expanse, field, fossil, garden, glacier, gorge, green, ground, gulf, harbor, hillock, inlet, knoll, landscape, lawn, lot, marshy, menagerie, mine, moat, mound, mountainous, nature, outlook, park, patio, pit, plateau, plaza, porch, prairie, projection, property, quagmire, ravine, ridge, savanna, shelf, soil, stack, table, trench, tundra, valley, well, wood/woods, yard
Nation
country, home, land, nationality, soil, state
Personal item
adornment, amulet, beads, best-seller, briefcase, cache, cargo, charm, contraceptive, disguise, effects, equipment, favorite, gem, glasses, handbag, jewelry, knickknack, luggage, marionette, memorabilia, necklace, novelty, object d’art, odds-on-favorite, paraphernalia, pledge, possession, pride, puppet, purse, resources, ring, souvenir, stuff, supplies, sustenance, thing/things, trappings, trifle, valuable
Planet
cosmos, Earth, galaxy, moon, planet, sphere, world
Region
capital, commonwealth, quarter, region, settlement, suburb
Room
alcove, attic, bath, bedroom, boutique, cellar, den, enclosure, foyer, gin mill, hall, lavatory, loft, outhouse, parlor, restaurant, saloon, shop, stage, store, tenement, theater/theatre, vestibule
Shape
angular, beaten, billowy, checkered, concave, conical/conic, crescent, curly, deformed, elliptical, flat, gnarled, kinky, misshapen, obtuse, round, shapeless, spiral, straight
Vehicle
camper, conveyance, motorcade, transport
Vehicle, air: aircraft, armada, blimp, dirigible, helicopter, shuttle, UFO
Vehicle, land: ambulance, bicycle, car, cherry-picker, dolly, excavator, model, traffic, truck
Vehicle, water: armada, boat, craft, fleet, sailboat, yacht
Water
abyss, aqueduct, basin, beach, blackball, brook, cape, channel, condensation, creek, deep, estuary, fountain, gulf, heading, inlet, lake, oasis, pond, promontory, reservoir, sea, spray, strait, tide, wash, wave, whirlpool
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The above are concepts classified according to subject and usage. It not only helps writers and thinkers to organize their ideas but leads them from those very ideas to the words that can best express them.
It was, in part, created to turn an idea into a specific word. By linking together the main entries that share similar concepts, the index makes possible creative semantic connections between words in our language, stimulating thought and broadening vocabulary.
Source ⚜ Writing Basics & Refreshers ⚜ On Vocabulary
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astuteobservations · 1 year ago
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headfirst by the brook & the bluff
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soundspotlights · 1 year ago
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Song: Everything Is Just a Mess
Artist: The Brook & The Bluff
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Spotlight: this song is easy listening with its light tune and vocals that are nicely blended together. i can see how the vibes of the song pretty accurately reflect the titular lyric: "and everything is just a mess / but i'm doing fine."
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mybeingthere · 2 months ago
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Australian artist Marina Strocchi (website marinastrocchi.com). Janet McKenzie writes about her in the Studio International (2022):
"Strocchi was born in Melbourne in 1961 to an Italian father and a third-generation mother of British and German descent. Originating from the Emilia-Romagna region of Italy, her father, Giacomo Strocchi, was passionate about politics and was also a key figure in the Brooks Crescent protests that sought to stop plans to demolish period houses in Melbourne and replace them with high-rise public housing. He fought with the Italian partisans during the war and was decorated for bravery, but the war took its toll, and as with many refugees and migrants to Australia, the trauma was played out in family life and was witnessed by his children.
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By the 1950s and 60s, the children of politicised Australians, and those of traumatised refugees and migrants experienced relative prosperity, but they were also sensitive to the complexity of their inheritance. The impact of this generation is inestimable and is responsible for many of the most important cultural and intellectual developments and stellar achievements in the art world in Australia since. Strocchi’s independent path as an artist and the first art coordinator of the Ikuntji Art Centre at Haasts Bluff (1992-1997) was necessarily born of a plethora of complex factors. Her father’s larger than life presence impacted her emotional development and his politically charged behaviour meant she could not turn her back on society’s ills. Her mother, Nona May’s example, and creative attitude within their home life showed a creative means of building a fulfilling, resilient life.
Strocchi’s dedication to the arts as a tool for the betterment of humanity shares Counihan’s politically charged example, although hers was intuitively sought. From 1984 to 1987, while in her early 20s, she travelled extensively, to Europe where she visited museums, churches and galleries and explored family roots (Italy, France, Spain, England) and to the US and Mexico. Back in Australia and with a growing awareness of how art could be a force for good, and possessing both empathy and curiosity, she was persuaded by friends to visit Central Australia. The inspiring achievements of the Papunya Tula Artists’ Company, established in 1972, and other projects that were developing, particularly those for women, led to her decades-long commitment towards empowering the lives of First Nations people through art. She is quick to point out that her motives were not intentional: “It’s only looking back that one could say this – I did come up against naysayers – people who wanted to see failure and restrict painting to men, but I listened to the First Nations people and was supported by Wayne Eager, who had experience from Roar Studios and growing up with parents who were artists.”
https://www.studiointernational.com/.../marina-strocchi...#
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sunflower-chai · 8 months ago
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put a song for every letter in your url and tag the amount of people in your url!
hopping on @seeking-elsewhither ‘s open tag <3
s - sunflower, post malone + swae lee
u - us against the universe, phineas and ferb
n - northern attitude, noah kahan
f - falling, harry styles
l - loving is easy, rex orange county + benny sings
o - obsessed, olivia rodrigo
w - white winter hymnal, fleet foxes
e - exeunt, the oh hellos
r - rises the moon, liana flores
c - car lights, james marriott
h - halfway up, the brook & the bluff
a - amoeba, clairo
i - i know the end, phoebe bridgers
(i don’t have 13 people to tag lol)
@bronzetomatoes @thewildballyntynesgrow @thatfriendlyanon @ghosts-and-blue-sweaters @viridianstarlight @kanerallels @mal-malpal @radvimes + open tag!
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harmonicakai · 8 months ago
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Part 4 of the "Anyone Else But You" series
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Pairing: Huening Kai x Reader
Summary: Things grow complicated as you and Kai continue to blur the lines between friends and something more.
Tropes: enemies to friends to lovers, slow burn, mutual pining, fluff, angst, stylist!reader
Word Count: 3.4k
Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex (mdni!!!!) reader is insecure, miscommunication, alcohol
A/N: THIS MIGHT BE MY FAVORITE PART OF THE SERIES AHHHHHHHH!!!! also still plugging the Spotify playlist for this fic hehe <3
“Head won't stop spinning 'round Make your decision now Head won't stop spinning Love me or let me out” —Everything Is Just a Mess, The Brook & The Bluff
Usually, you and Yeonjun keep your hangouts to just the two of you, but Huening Kai loves having you around no matter who else is going to be there.
Tonight is game night, something that would usually just include the boys. You’re nervous that they’ll start talking about League of Legends or some other topic that you know nothing about. Luckily, they’re currently hyper fixated on Mario Kart and you can fake your way through the rounds.
As you race across the tracks as Toadette, you find your legs resting over Kai’s lap, his free hand dangerously close to your thigh. At first, the thought of him touching you sends you into a panic, but you remind yourself that he’s touchy with all of his friends. Just twenty minutes ago, he was sitting in Soobin’s lap while holding Taehyun’s hand.
You catch yourself staring up at him instead of the TV screen every once in a while, his hair now tinted a soft shade of blue. To you, his face is practically perfect, and you start to wonder what it would be like to be so casually beautiful.
“Y/N,” Beomgyu says as he passes you on Rainbow Road. His mouth is full of cinnamon turtle chips. “You’re so quiet.”
You hit him with a red shell right before the finish line, somehow claiming first place. He’s right though—you’ve barely said a word since you got here six rounds ago. You do a little happy dance to celebrate your win.
“She talks a lot with me,” Yeonjun shrugs, getting up to grab another beer. “Maybe you’re just annoying.”
Beomgyu pouts and turns towards you, his face dangerously close to yours. “Am I annoying you?”
“No,” you giggle, pushing him away. “I was just too focused on beating all of you.”
“Don’t get too close to Huening’s girl,” Taehyun warns Beomgyu. “I don’t want to have to break up any fights.”
“Actually, I think she’d look better with me,” Soobin interjects, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. You lean your head into him, smiling. “Right, Kai?”
When you look over at Kai, you’re greeted with an awkward grin. “Very cute,” he nods, giving a thumbs up in approval. You do your best to hide your disappointment.
“We’re out of beer,” Yeonjun says, returning from the kitchen. “Does anybody wanna go to the bar with me?”
“We can just have more delivered,” Taehyun suggests as he ties Beomgyu’s bangs into a pigtail.
“I’m craving a little more than just beer,” Yeonjun replies. You roll your eyes. Leave it to him to announce he’s horny to the entire group.
“I think I’ll stay home,” Kai says, slumping back onto the couch. He locks eyes with you and pats the space next to him with a smile.
“Actually, I think I’ll go with Jun,” you tell him, reaching for your purse. “I could use some fresh air.”
“Oh, uh, I’ll go too, then,” he says almost immediately, sitting up straight and running a hand through his messy hair. “I was just saying that because I thought you wanted to stay in.”
“Sure,” Soobin snickers. “Very smooth, Huening.”
“Let’s all go,” Beomgyu claps his hands together before holding one out to help you up.
Even though the bar is just a short walk away from the apartment, you swear you’ve never seen it before. When you see the people hanging out inside, you start to understand why. Everybody is hot.
“I’m underdressed,” you sigh, eyeing how dolled up every other girl is. In contrast, you’ve got one of Yeonjun’s jackets thrown over your sweater and jeans.
“You look good,” Kai whispers into your ear, his hand finding the small of your back and urging you forward. Even through all the layers of clothing, his touch makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up.
It isn’t until he spots a familiar face that his hand leaves you, quickly shoving itself back into his hoodie pocket.
“Shit,” he says under his breath, looking around the room to avoid someone’s gaze. You squint to find who’s got him all worked up until you see her. It’s the girl you caught sneaking out of his bedroom that one morning.
“What’s wrong, Hueningie?” Taehyun asks, assessing the situation. “Wait, is that—”
“Yep,” he swallows, locking eyes with her. She gives a faint smile and a wave, inviting him over. “I’ll be right back.”
Before you can stare at the two of them for long, the rest of the group is dragging you over to the bar. You sit yourself on a stool in between Beomgyu and Soobin, gesturing for the bartender. “I’ll have a Mai Tai.”
“Ooh, that sounds yummy! Make it two,” Beomgyu adds. His hair is still tied up from earlier. “You know, Y/N, I figured you wouldn’t want to drink since you got really sick last time.”
“Yeah, I thought so too,” you say, taking a sip of the bright cocktail. The rum goes down smooth.
“Leave her alone, Gyu,” Yeonjun interrupts, sliding himself in between the two of you. Beomgyu takes the hint and moves over to the next stool, practically draping himself over Taehyun.
“Shouldn’t you be off scouting your next hookup?” you scoff, attempting to dig the maraschino cherry out of the glass with your straw. Yeonjun reaches in and grabs it for himself. “Jun, what the fuck?”
“Don’t like it when someone else takes what’s yours, huh?” He pops the cherry into his mouth with a grin, its red hue matching the tone of his lips.
“I don’t know what you’re referring to.”
“Y/N. I’m not blind. You’re pissed that Huening is with that girl, but I’m telling you, you have nothing to worry about.”
“He said she’s not his type,” you grumble, taking a long sip.
“She isn’t,” Soobin confirms, slowly pulling the glass away from you.
“That’s not what it looks like.” You turn to frown at him, suddenly feeling cornered.
“Cut Huening some slack. You know he’s a chronic people pleaser,” he continues.
“Yeah, I’m sure he’d love to please her again.”
“What the hell’s gotten into you?” Yeonjun asks.
“I don’t know, okay?! I just know that you guys made that stupid bet that he would never be able to pull a girl ‘like her,’ and it’s been eating away at me ever since.”
“Wait, that’s what this is about? Not about Huening?”
“I don’t think so? Maybe a little bit, but it’s mostly just about how she’s apparently the gold standard for girls and I’m just… me.”
“Y/N,” Soobin says, his hand on your arm. “We were just being stupid, okay? Sure, she’s pretty, but a lot of guys would fall head over heels for you too.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Trust me, we do,” Yeonjun sighs. Before you can protest, Kai has rejoined the group.
“Hey guys, sorry about—whoa. Y/N, is everything okay?”
“Oh, I’m fine,” you lie, although your forced smile says otherwise. “How’d it go?”
“Good, I think. I apologized for kicking her out and we both came to the conclusion it would be best to not repeat history.”
“That’s all you talked about?”
“Yeah, basically. We don’t actually have a lot in common, so there wasn’t much to say. I mean, it’s not like we talked that much the last time we saw each other either.”
His last sentence makes you feel sick. “It’s getting late,” you say, gathering your things. “I should get home.”
“I’ll walk you,” Kai offers. Usually, you’d just call a car to pick you up, but maybe clearing the air between the two of you would be good.
It would’ve been if you had managed to say any of what you were feeling. Instead, the two of you were walking to your apartment in complete silence.
Almost halfway back, you can’t stand the awkwardness anymore. “Do you want to listen to music?” you ask, grabbing Kai’s attention away from the sidewalk.
“Sure,” he agrees. You reach into your purse and pull out a pair of headphones, handing him one of the earbuds. The short cord pulls the two of you closer.
“What do you want to listen to?” you ask, turning to see his eyes locked on you. His gaze is so intense under the streetlamps that you refuse to meet it, instead scrolling through your endless amount of playlists.
“That one,” he says, reaching over you and clicking onto the one titled ‘best love songs of all time.’ You immediately feel embarrassed that out of all of the options, the one he’s chosen was made for some guy you had an unrequited crush on last year.
Softly by Clairo starts playing, and you hope he doesn’t pay attention too closely to the lyrics.
Kai’s hand brushes against yours in an effort to take it into his, but you pull away. You’re not in the mood to be disappointed over him not actually meaning anything by it. 
The only thing preventing you from walking away from him are the headphones connecting the two of you. If he didn’t realize that you’re upset with him before, he certainly knows by now. 
You start humming along to the song, mostly out of habit, but it also helps you block out your thoughts.
“This song suits you,” Kai says in a calm voice, making it difficult to ignore him. “It’s soft and pretty. I think I might look up sheet music for it later.”
“I’m glad you like it,” you reply, crossing your arms over your chest. 
“I know you’re mad at me,” he continues, catching you off guard. Kai almost always avoids any sort of conflict or confrontation. “I’m sorry for making things awkward. I just felt like I owed her an explanation.”
You stop in your tracks to finally look at him, his eyes darting nervously across your apartment complex’s quiet courtyard. 
“Kai, you don’t have to be sorry. I’ve just been feeling weird, okay?” you assure him, removing the earbud and winding up the headphones.
“I still feel like it’s my fault, though. You were happy before we left,” he says, rubbing the back of his neck.
“If she had asked you, would you have gone home with her?” you blurt out.
“What?” he asks in confusion, his brow furrowing.
“I remember you were supposed to hang out with her again, before I walked in and ruined everything between the two of you.”
“No, I don’t think I would’ve. And you didn’t ruin anything, Y/N. I mean, maybe you sped up the process, but things would have never worked out with me and her.”
“And why’s that?”
“I think I’d just prefer to be with somebody else,” Kai says, stepping closer to you. He reaches for your hand again and you finally let him take it.
“Like who?” you blink back at him, your voice barely above a whisper.
“I don’t know, someone I could fall in love with, but would also be my best friend.” Like us, you think to yourself.
“Well, thank you for walking me back,” you say, your keychain rattling. 
“Are we still on for Sunday?” Kai asks, running his thumb across the back of your hand.
“I think that probably depends on if you’re free,” you laugh, thinking of the group’s upcoming schedules.
“I can make time for you,” he grins.
“Well, then, yeah.” 
“Great, then I’ll see you Sunday,” he says, pulling you into a hug and squeezing you tight. “Goodnight, Y/N.”
“Goodnight, Kai,” you smile, stepping inside and letting the building’s door shut behind you. The weekend can’t come soon enough.
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You’re pretty much used to being a workaholic by now, but Yeonjun and Kai have invited you to TXT’s album launch party as a guest, not as an employee. 
As much as you hate to make small talk, it means you get paid to support your best friends and take a couple hours away from running around town and picking up dry cleaning.
“Hueningie, what’s up with you and Y/N,” Taehyun teases him, enjoying the unlimited champagne a bit too much.
“We’re friends,” Kai laughs awkwardly. The boys have been bugging him about you ever since you started working here. 
“Dude, you’ve had a crush on her for forever now!” Beomgyu slides into the conversation. “You almost got her fired for calling her pretty in front of Jisoo nim!”
“I mean, he kind of did get her fired. She’s barely allowed to dress any of us anymore,” Taehyun adds. “Except when Kai convinces Soobin to request her now.”
“Be quiet!” Kai says, shushing the two of them. “The both of you are drunk.”
“Well, I’m sober and I think you should tell her how you feel, Hyuka,” Soobin says, startling the rest of the group. How long has he been standing there and listening in?
“She knows how happy I am to be her friend. I tell her all the time,” Kai shrugs. He glances over his shoulder for you, although Yeonjun seems to be keeping you distracted across the room.
“Is there a reason you’re so scared of telling Y/N that you think she’s the prettiest girl in the entire world?” Beomgyu complains. Compared to Kai, he’s an open book, although he has probably half the luck when it comes to wooing girls.
“If you don’t want her, let me take her out,” Taehyun suggests. Kai scowls, his face turning bright red. “See, guys, look at Hueningie all angry that I’m going to steal Y/N from him! Don’t worry, bro. She’s all yours.”
“I don’t like her like that,” Kai repeats in frustration. “I can’t deal with you guys right now.”
He turns to walk over towards you and Yeonjun, but stops dead in his tracks. Instead of Yeonjun, you’re laughing and twirling your hair with someone he’s never even seen before. At his album party. 
“Good thing you don’t like her,” Beomgyu notes from behind Kai. “That guy’s sexy.”
“Who is that?” Kai asks, turning back towards his groupmates at the bar. He sits on a stool next to them and gestures for the bartender to pour him another glass.
“I think he’s a trainee. People have been calling him an ace,” Soobin explains. “His name is either Seongmin or Seongjin.”
“But you’re our diamond maknae, Hueningie.” Taehyun adds. “That guy’s got nothing on you.”
“Looks like he’s got Y/N,” Beomgyu observes. “OW!”
Kai turns to see that Soobin has smacked Beomgyu on the back of his head. 
“Okay, but what’s he doing here?” Kai crosses his arms, watching as the guy continues to make eyes at you. He can’t blame him—you do look really pretty today.
“I think I heard a rumor that he’s Si-Hyuk nim’s nephew,” Taehyun recalls. “He’s basically guaranteed to be debuting in the upcoming group.”
“Nepotism,” Beomgyu says, nodding. “Sexy and well connected.”
Kai turns back to the bar, downing his drink and gesturing at the bartender for another. 
“Huening, you should slow down,” Soobin warns him. “We’re at work, not the club.”
“It’s fine,” Kai huffs, gesturing to Beomgyu and Taehyun giggling about some commercial they saw last night. “At least I’m not them.”
It wasn’t fine. In just a few more drinks, he was much worse. Kai almost never drank this much, and when he did, it was pretty clear that he was a lightweight.
“I’m gonna be sick,” he sighs, hiccuping and now chugging water. Soobin pats his back.
“I know, buddy,” Soobin says, helping him off the stool. “Let’s go find somewhere to lay down.”
They’re so close to leaving the party when Kai spots you again out of the corner of his eye, with the nepo baby’s hand touching your arm. You’re smiling and nodding to whatever the guy is saying, but maybe you’re just being polite. 
Kai decides he needs to save you. Breaking free of Soobin’s grip, he makes a beeline towards you. Yeonjun takes notice and tries to stop him in his tracks.
“Whoa, Hueningie, what’s going on?” Yeonjun asks, using his arm to block the maknae from reaching you. 
“Isn’t she your best friend,” Kai hisses, his eyes still locked on you. “Why are you letting her get drooled on by that idiot?”
“Dude, calm down,” Yeonjun attempts to reason. “Y/N is a big girl. She’s allowed to talk to whoever she wants. Plus, Seongjin is nice. You should be happy for her.”
“Well I’m not!” Kai screams, causing the party’s chatter to go quiet. You turn to look at him, one of many whose attention has been drawn away. 
“You’ll have to excuse me,” you say to Seongjin. In your hand is a piece of paper with his phone number on it. “I’ll call you.”
“Looking forward to it,” he smiles. You nod and smile back before making your way over to Kai.
“Is something wrong with him?” you ask Soobin and Yeonjun. Kai’s legs falter, and your hands grab his sides to steady him. “Holy shit, how much has he had to drink?”
“Too much,” Soobin answers. “We’re going to take him to a practice room.”
“I’ll go with you.” You follow the boys out of the party, which is now awkwardly dispersing given that the entire group is either plastered or missing or both. 
Soobin swipes into the nearest practice room. A couple of trainees are inside practicing the choreography to Crown.
“TXT sunbaenim!” one of the prepubescent boys yells, immediately bowing. The rest of them follow suit, before crowding around the idols in wonder. 
“Hey, guys, we need this room, okay?” Yeonjun tells them. They nod and quickly gather their things, scrambling out in just a few seconds flat.
Kai groans as Soobin lays him down on the ground, immediately rolling to his side and curling into a ball.
“We’re going to get in so much trouble,” Yeonjun sighs, running a hand through his hair. “Hueningie has such a pure image to uphold. If this gets leaked, it could be really bad.”
“I can go back and try to smooth things over,” Soobin says. “You two should stay with him.”
“I’ll go with you,” Yeonjun adds. “I have a feeling it’ll take more than just you.”
“Guys, I have to get back to work,” you note, the back of your hand pressed against Kai’s forehead. He’s asleep now. When you get up from crouching, you feel his hand grab your wrist.
“Please stay, Y/N,” Kai begs, his eyes still shut. “Please don’t leave me.”
You look at Soobin and Yeonjun for help. They give you knowing glances—you’re not going anywhere. You sigh, sitting down against the wall and pulling Kai’s head into your lap.
Yeonjun takes out his phone and snaps a picture of the two of you. You shoot him a dirty look, gesturing for them to leave the room. After seemingly an entire photoshoot, it’s finally just the two of you.
“Y/N,” Kai mumbles. You’ve been quietly humming to him.
“What is it, Kai?” you ask, the hand that’s been playing with his hair going still. 
“No, keep doing that,” he says softly. “That feels good.”
You commence running your hands through his soft strands again. “But what were you trying to say?”
“Oh, right,” he says, snuggling further into you. “I love you, Y/N. I don’t ever want you to go.”
This catches you off guard. Surely, he means it in a friendly way. “I won’t, Kai.”
“Good,” he smiles. After a second, he continues, “Is that guy going to be your new boyfriend?”
“No, I don’t think so,” you reply. When he’s drunk and tired, Kai almost sounds like a little kid.
“Beomgyu thinks he’s sexy. Do you think he’s sexy?” Your eyes go wide. You and Huening Kai have had virtually no discussions about each other’s love lives since becoming friends.
“He’s very good looking,” you acknowledge. Except he’s not your type. Kai is.
“Then you should date him,” Kai says, surprising you. “Apparently he’s Si-Hyuk nim’s nephew, so I don’t think a dating scandal would be a big deal for him.”
Does he actually not care if you start dating someone else? Has all of the tension between the two of you been simply a figment of your imagination?
Before you can protest, Kai’s fallen asleep for real this time. By the time he wakes up, you’ll have said yes to the date, and he won’t even remember that he’s the one who told you to.
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pupsmailbox · 1 month ago
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STARTING WITH B
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MASCULINE︰ bailey. baker. baldric. baldwin. balfour. banks. barclay. barnabas. barnaby. barney. barret. barrett. barrie. barry. bart. bartholomew. basil. baxter. bayley. baylor. bear. beau. beauden. beaumont. beck. beckett. beckham. bellamy. ben. benedict. benj. benjamin. benji. benjy. bennett. bennie. benny. benson. bentley. benton. bernard. bernie. berny. berry. bert. bertie. bertram. bertrand. bevan. bevis. biff. bill. billie. billy. bjorn. blaine. blair. blake. blaze. blye. blythe. bo. bob. bobbie. bobby. bodhi. bodie. boone. boston. bow. bowen. bowie. boyce. brad. braden. bradford. bradley. brady. braeden. braiden. braith. bram. branden. brandon. brandt. branson. brant. brantley. braxton. brayden. braydon. braylen. braylon. braylyn. brecker. brendan. brenden. brendon. brennan. brent. brenton. bret. brett. brian. briar. brice. bridger. briggs. brin. brion. brixton. brock. brodie. brody. bronson. brook. brooks. bruce. bruno. bryan. bryant. bryce. brycen. bryon. bryson. buck. bud. buddy. bugsy. burke. burt. burton. buster. buzz. byrne. byron. bysshe.
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FEMININE︰ bailee. bailey. bambi. barbara. barbie. baylee. bayley. baylor. bea. beatrice. beatrix. beau. becca. becci. bee. belen. bella. bellamy. belle. berkeley. berkley. bernadette. berry. bertha. bess. beth. bethany. betsy. betty. bev. beverley. beverly. bexley. bianca. billie. birdie. blaine. blair. blaire. blaisha. blake. blakely. blessing. blondie. blossom. blue. blythe. bonita. bonnie. braelyn. braelynn. braya. braylee. braylynn. breana. bree. brenna. brennalyn. bria. briana. brianna. briar. bridget. bridgette. briella. briella.. brielle. brinley. bristol. britannia. britney. brittani. brittania. brittany. brittney. brook. brooke. brooklyn. brooklynn. bryana. bryanna. brylee. brynlee. brynleigh. brynn. bunny. burgundy.
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NEUTRAL︰ bail. bailey. baker. bale. ballad. bandit. bang. bank. banks. banner. barker. barns. barracuda. barrel. basil. basket. bass. bassdrop. bassline. bat. battery. battle. bay. baylor. baylor.. beach. beacon. beamer. bear. beau. beaux. beck. bee. beg. behold. believe. bellamy. bender. bentlee. berkeley. berkley. beta. between. beverly. bexley. beyond. bid. birch. bird. bishop. bit. bite. black. blaine. blair. blaire. blaise. blake. blame. blayke. blaze. bless. blessing. blight. blip. bliss. blister. blue. bluff. blur. blurb. blythe. bobby. bolt. bone. bonkers. boston. botany. boulevard. bow. bowie. brack. braelyn. brain. bramble. bran. branch. brass. bravery. braylen. braylin. braylynn. breach. break. breakthrough. breck. brecken. breeze. brennan. brentley. brett. brexley. briar. brick. brig. bright. brighton. briley. brine. britton. brixton. bronco. bronx. brook. brooks. brown. brute. bryar. bryer. bryn. bubble. bubblegum. buck. bud. buddy. bull. bulldog. bullet. bumble. bun. bungee. bunny. burns. bury. bus. busy. butter. butterfly. button. buzz. bygone.
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ltwilliammowett · 10 months ago
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The Legend of the Princess Augusta or the Palatine Ship
The legend goes back to the historic shipwreck of the Princess Augusta at Block Island in 1738. The ship is known from several contemporary accounts and from statements made by the surviving crew after the sinking, which were discovered in 1925 and reprinted in 1939. The British merchant ship Augusta sailed from Rotterdam in August 1738 under Captain George Long and a crew of fourteen, carrying 240 immigrants to the English colonies in America. The passengers were German Palatines who came from the Palatinate, which is why the ship was referred to as the "Palatine Ship" in contemporary documents, which explains the later confusion about the name. The ship was on its way to Philadelphia, from where the passengers were possibly travelling to a German-owned settlement on the James River in Virginia.
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The Burning Ship, by Albert Bierstadt 1869
The Princess Augusta's voyage was ill-fated: The water supply was contaminated, causing a "fever and flux disease" that killed 200 passengers and half the crew, including Captain Long. First Officer Andrew Brook took command when severe storms forced the ship off course to the north, where the survivors were exposed to extreme weather conditions and dwindling supplies for three months. According to the crew, Brook forced the passengers to pay for the remaining rations. Apparently he tried different routes to Rhode Island and Philadelphia, but the storms drove the damaged and leaking Augusta to Block Island. She ran aground in a snowstorm at Sandy Point at the northernmost end of the island at 2 p.m. on 27 December 1738.
According to reports, Brook rowed to shore with the entire crew and abandoned the passengers on board. The Block Islanders apparently did what they could to help. They convinced Brook to let the passengers disembark the next day, and later retrieved their belongings when he left them on board. They also buried about 20 people who died after the shipwreck; the Block Island Historical Society erected a memorial plaque at the site of the "Palatine Graves" in 1947.
The authorities took statements from the crew, but what happened afterwards is unclear. Apparently the crew was not charged for their actions, and they and most of the surviving passengers made it to the mainland, from where little is known about them. Two survivors remained on Block Island and settled there. Most reports indicate that the ship was deemed unsalvageable and was forced out to sea to sink. It may have been set on fire to sink it. According to some reports, a woman, sometimes referred to as Mary Van Der Line, was driven mad by her suffering; she was forgotten and sank with the ship, according to these reports. However, no remains of the wreck have ever been found, and there are indications that the Augusta may have been repaired and sent on to Philadelphia.
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There is a rich oral tradition of this event, and numerous sightings were reported in the late 18th and 19th centuries. The legend was immortalised by the poet John Greenleaf Whittier in "The Palatine", which faithfully reproduces the traditional story in verse. Which gave the Legend it's name. On Saturdays between Christmas and New Year's Eve, locals still sporadically report seeing a burning ship pass by. Folklorist Michael Bell, investigating the legend, found that almost a year after the incident, two versions of the night's events were circulated.
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The Palatine Graves
The Block Islanders insisted that their citizens had made a valiant attempt to rescue the crew, while the New England mainlanders suspected the islanders of having lured the ship to them in order to seize their cargo. Both legends agreed that a female passenger had refused to abandon ship when it sank, and those who claim to have witnessed her reappearance say that her screams were heard from the ship.
Today, a plaque at the Mohegan Bluffs where the ship is said to have run aground reads: Palatine Graves - 1738. Some claim that those who died that night are buried underground. However, Charlotte Taylor of the Rhode Island Historical Preservation and Heritage Commission has stated that no physical evidence has ever been found to support either this claim or the legend itself.
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camels-pen · 10 months ago
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completely unrelated thought to literally anything i've been doing today:
canon Sanji getting swapped with a Sanji from a genderswap AU. key point is that everyone's p much the same personality wise
there are crises going on. but mostly for canon Sanji lmao
this includes:
Luffy still likes to walk around w/ an open shirt
Franky also still likes to walk around w/ an open shirt
Usopp, guess what, also likes to walk around w/ an open shirt
granted, Usopp at least wears crop tops sometimes
Brook looks pretty much the same except for speaking mannerisms / voice pitch; startles the hell out of Sanji bc he keeps expecting it to be his Brook until a Skull Joke comes out of those chuckling teeth
The knee jerk reaction to Robin and Nami keeps crossing wires- one moment Sanji will just register a guy in his peripheral but not who he's speaking to and cuss and complain and shit. then the realization will kick in and he'll be caught up trying to apologize, but then wondering if he does need to apologize because uh, Nami and Robin are guys here right?? and they're not his Nami and Robin, but at the same time he can't just be rude to Nami and Robin-
he ends up staring into space for a while thinking in circles about it
Zoro is now of the gender he typically dotes on
"H-Hey, Moss-chan-"
"Don't call me that"
"Right. You want a smoothie?"
"I'm not gonna fuck you."
Usopp is the easiest to dote on, followed by Chopper, Franky, and Luffy. funny thing is, aside from Zoro, none of them have complained about/refused said doting. Sanji is reassuring himself that his list doesn't mean anything. he's not falling for Usopp just because of a pair of tits. that'd be ridiculous. after all his Usopp has got plenty big tits already-
he slams his head into a wall trying to forget that thought
also. he has no outlet for any frustration/anger/overwhelming feelings because he's got his code of chivalry thing. so he can't fight Zoro and he doesn't want to fight Robin or Nami. he starts smoking more to compensate, but then he either runs out or Chopper intervenes and gets him to promise to limit his use
in short. suffering.
This Nami and Robin do notice though & while Nami very much does not want to fight Sanji on account of, yknow, not wanting any broken bones or terrible injuries, Robin on the other hand-
He knew it'd help Sanji and it'd be nice to have a sparring partner to practice the more deadly things he can do on someone who can handle it, so he's kinda like "if it'll help, i don't mind sparring"
Sanji is caught between "oh fuck yes, finally someone to kick" and "I CANT HURT ROBIN-KUN"
the sparring ends up very pathetic on Sanji's side of things- think his fight with Kalifa but without him trying to bluff and looking openly stressed- Usopp listens to Sanji's woes about it later while she tinkers on inventions lmao
Usopp is also oddly clingy with Sanji, more so than his own Usopp. However, Sanji doesn't even bother thinking about it, just happy to soak up all the affection. He always has some sort of crisis thinking about his own Usopp later though.
Zoro, and I cannot stress this enough, is a woman. a buff, sweaty, mossball of a woman.
so yeah, suffering.
fem sanji, on the other hand:
having the time of her life
proud bisexual woman going "dear god, so many hot guys- wait shit, is that mosshead"
starts getting "overly friendly" with Usopp- laying his head in her lap, playing with his hair, carrying him around, calling him pet names, making him special snacks, etc.
everyone else puts it together real quick, except Usopp. who doesn't realize the answer until fem Sanji gives him a goodbye kiss on the cheek before going to prep for dinner
The answer: fem Usopp and fem Sanji are dating
fem Sanji: he's Usopp, therefore he's my partner in this flipped world, therefore I gotta treat him right while his own Sanji isn't here
Usopp wants to tell her the truth. but also. doesn't.
he is a mix of guilt and happiness every time he doesn't speak up and gets some gesture of love from her
in conclusion: one way or another, there is suffering all around <3
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katmaibearfan · 6 months ago
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Katmai Bear Cam Terminology
This is a reference document for the terminology that you may see me use on this blog (or that you may see in the comments on the Katmai Bear Cams). I am not an expert, I am just an enthusiastic hobbyist. The purpose of this post is to help people understand the terms I will be using -- nothing more, nothing less. Please let me know if I'm wrong about any of these, or if there's others i should add!
Some of these terms are Katmai Bear Cam specific, but the vast majority of them are general Brown Bear terminology. I've broken it into sections by theme to make it easier to read. If something could go in two different categories, I picked the one that felt the most relevant.
The categories, in order, are: Life Stages, Dominance, Feeding, Salmon, and Misc.
Life Stages
Dependent: a term to describe bears that are relying on another bear for food, protection, and other basic needs.
Independent: a term for bears that do not rely on another bear for their basic needs.
Cub: a bear who is currently dependent on another bear (generally their mother) for basic needs, regardless of age.
COY / Cub(s) Of the Year: a cub that was born this year.
Spring Cub: see COY above.
Yearling: a cub who was born last year.
Emancipation: the process by which a mother and her cub(s) separate from each other, often when the cub is between 2.5 and 4.5 years old. Generally, this process is driven by the mother's estrus cycle.
Estrus: the period of about 2-3 weeks where a sow is able to mate. It also causes the sow to emancipate her current cubs, if she has any.
Subadult: a bear who is independent, but has not yet reached sexual maturity. the term "independent subadult" is also sometimes used.
Sow: a sexually mature female bear.
Boar: a sexually mature male bear.
Dominance
Top Boar: the boar who is currently 'in charge' of the local hierarchy.
Charge: a general term for when a bear runs at something they perceive as a threat; can be an aggressive charge or a bluff charge.
Aggressive Charge: when a bear charges and intends to fight. They will have their head down and their ears back, and they will sprint directly towards their target.
Bluff Charge/Hop Charge: when a bear charges and intends to scare or intimidate rather than attack. They will run toward their target in large leaps and either veer off to the side at the last second or stop short.
Feeding
High Grading: when a bear eats only the most calorie-rich portions of salmon -- the head, the skin, and the eggs if the salmon has them -- and then discards the rest of the fish.
Scraps: pieces of food that the bears leave on the ground or in the river. The term applies to both the parts that are discarded when high grading and the pieces that come off naturally while feeding in general.
Pirating: when one bear takes food, generally scraps, from another bear who is currently present. Note -- does not apply to cubs taking food from their mothers or siblings.
Salmon
Run: the annual event where salmon return to the rivers they spawned in to breed. All salmon species present in Brooks River die after spawning.
Staging: when the salmon wait in larger bodies of water such as lakes or large rivers for more favorable conditions before heading upstream to their spawning location.
Jumpers: a term used on the bear cam chat for salmon that are attempting to jump over Brook's Falls.
Popcorning: a term used on the bear cam chat for when the frequency of salmon jumping at Brooks Falls is approximately equal to the frequency of popcorn popping while it cooks.
Misc.
Bitey Face: a term used on the bear cam chat for play fighting.
Treeing/treed: when a bear, generally a cub, climbs a tree for their own safety, often at the instruction of their mother.
Alice: a name used on the bear cam chat for any given seagull, which becomes pluralized when referring to a group, for example, "a flock of Alices".
Grazered: a verb used on the bear cam chat when a sow (most often 128 Grazer) attacks another bear, especially while protecting cubs.
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starkawaiichan · 8 days ago
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I'm naming the ppgs and rrbs gender swap
(This has been on my draft for 2 months so if any of these names are the same as other ppg creators are purely coincidence)
The ppgs:
Bluff (Blossom), Butterscotch (Buttercup), Buddy (Bubbles)
The rrbs:
Brook (Brick), Bex (Butch), Brio (Boomer)
Not putting my oc here since her name is already gender neutral and I like it better that way
Anyhow, whatcha think about the gender swap names?
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angelasscribbles · 11 months ago
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Cordonian Karaoke: Riley Take 4
Series: Cordonian Karaoke
Fandom: The Royal Romance
Characters: Drake Walker, Liam Rys, Riley Brooks, and the rest of the gang
Rating: Fun                                                                                  
Warnings: Depicts drunkenness generally
Word count: 321
Everything else: Master list.
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It’s karaoke night in Cordonia and everyone is drunk. Drake persists in singing suggestive songs while shooting suggestive glances in Riley’s direction and dragging her up onto the stage for duets. Duets about lovers.
Riley has had enough. Leaning over she whispers softly in his ear, “I'm calling your bluff”, before making her way to the stage with a mischievous glint in her eye.
She flips through the book, chooses her song, and makes direct eye contact with Drake before giving a mesmerizing rendition of Love Karaoke by Blaire Reinhard keeping her eyes locked on him the entire time.
On her way back to her seat she drags her fingers across the back of his shoulders and then retakes her seat. Oblivious to the others at the table, she takes a long sip of her drink then makes direct eye contact with him and runs her tongue over her upper lip.
Riley: (stands up) I'll be up late in my room if anyone wants to drop by later. One time offer.
Drake: (eyes wide like a deer in the headlights, watches her leave then spins to the others) She didn't mean.... She wasn't.... You don’t think.....
Max: Dude. I'm fucking gay and even I know....
Hana: are you really this dense? (Then under her breath to herself) what the hell does she see in you?
Liam: (returning from the restroom) What did I miss?
Drake: Riley….
Max: No!
Hana: Nothing!
Liam: (retakes his seat) okay….
Drake: I’m drunk, you should go home! I mean you’re drunk; I should go home. I mean…..
Max: (leans toward him) You’re drunk and you should go home?
Drake: Yeah, thanks, buddy! Bye now! (Claps Max on the shoulder and bolts from the room).
Liam: Where’s Riley?
Max: (pulling him out of his chair) Never mind that, it’s your turn, let’s go sing! Have you ever considered men?
Liam: What?
Max: (laughs nervously) Nothing, never mind.
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