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thosekillerheels · 5 months ago

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First, please don’t feel you have read this whole thing-it’s a stream of consciousness love letter. Dearest, dearest, dearest To Venus And Back💗 you are my second favorite Tori record, and my only “ all purpose” one, meaning I don’t have to be in a particular mood, I just push play and float in your interplanetary glow. If I had to describe you in one word, it would be LUSCIOUS. I’ll never forget Tori describing Venus on VH1 Women First as “a bleeding watercolor coning out of your speakers.” Listening this morning, I was taken aback by the perfection of every note, every breath, every sound. So I’m doing things differently this time-going song by song to luxuriate in your beauty.

-Bliss-the last cassette I bought “in real time.” Your dark, mysterious tone, your driving intensity of the last, repeated chorus, the timbre and tone of Tori’s voice (here and throughout the record), the “weird Tori-“ness of the verses, the “I said”’s. So freaking good

-Juarez-Bliss is fantastic, but it was when I heard Juarez for the first time, I KNEW this record would be thebomb.com. Only T could make just 3 piano notes so haunting and effective. The percussion, the “rubber band” twanging sound (obsessed) the background harmony, the lyrics, the breathy vocals and the way they trail off at the end of some of the lines. I always envision a purple desert(all the songs are purple. The songs and the album art mirror each other completely)

-Concertina-so light and airy, with some slightly jagged edges from guitar

-Glory Of The 80’s-it always tickles me that there’s HARPSICHORD in the very beginning. Another thing only T could do, make harpsi work in a song set in space. “Orbiting around”,always reminds me of Black Dove for some reason. Yaaaas Bugle Boy Models, Silicon Party Barbies, drag kings called Venus, and “karma drawn up in lines”-a nod to the prevalence of coke during the decadent decade! And yes, I bought The Story of O (in the wild at a used book store) because of this song

-Lust- my sweet, sweet, girl. You’re absolutely “one of my best friends out of all the songs,” and one of my most used phone alarms. Beautiful, ethereal lyrics, and a piano refrain that, like the slithery keyboard of Riot Poof’s chorus, never, ever, ever loses her shine. I listened to this song a lot when I was homesick at college. Love, love, love. She lives inside my bones

-Suede-subterranean, dark, purple and dull glowing green like electronic lights. The Pay Per View performance is my JAM. “Swallow her whole star intact-I mean!!

-Josephine-Such a dear heart. I love the stripped down recording against sparkling mental images of Paris at night, looking out over the city. And “empty like the Tuileries” always carries extra poignance as an illusionto Tori’s miscarriages

-Riot Poof- MY GIRL! sensual, reptilian, warm, a GROOVE. Another song where I love all the sounds. The chorus has been my ringtone since 2008. A VIBE.

-Datura-I mean!!! Epic in every sense of the word, withThe epitome of lusciousness. The Dionysian, ancient vibe of the the first part, with a pagan veneration of nature herself, flower by flower. The flowers of Tori’s garden in Florida at the time and a real moment for anyone like me who loves Tori’s speaking voice. Then “is there room in my heart…” I alway visualize flying through dark space among the stars. The zinging/shooting star sound is one of my favorite sounds on the whole album. Obsessed. Then we float out even further to the “Dividing Canaan” part-when the percussion, especially the cymbals, becomes a intergalactic ocean where we swim, and swim, and swim. The first time I listened to this song, I thought a new song had started, and was confused. Later during that time, “Dividing Canaan” became a vehicle for me for meditative, centering practice. I would balance a book on my head and focus my attention in a meditative gaze. I remember specifically using the book Naked Lunch, I think just because it was around

-Spring Haze-more amazing percussion. More purple land and skyscapes. I’ve always loved the slightly melancholy mood of this song, and the rhythmic interplay of the vocals, drums, and piano is a great example of the sonically detailed layering on the entire album-you really have to listen to SH to hear everything-like Datura, Riot Poof, GOT80’s, and Juarez. The deepening ocean is warm and lulling

-1,000 Oceans- Simple yet beautiful, the only landscape (Salisbury Hill) that evokes the color green. The piano mimics calm ocean waves. Another comfort song of love and protection

-Zero Point-This girl!! Another epic, another visit to a now apocalyptic Paris. I believe T made the right choice putting Datura on the record. I love how Zero Point was such a mystery for so long though. Datura and Zero Point are intrinsically connected because their “format” is exacttge same, and yet they are completely unique in themselves. I really took the litany at the end into my spirit and my identity when ZP first came out, and like Lust, she’s in my bones. I think a lot about the power of the ancient, universal, leaning feminine force the narrator has ascended into-she has access to the Om, the Vatican Library, and other “places”where sacred/secret knowledge of the universe and the self without Ego can be found for those who are dedicated to a spiritual quest of self and universal knowledge. Years ago, someone was collecting essays for a book about different things Tori. Zero Point/secret knowledge, involving the Mayans, Buddhism, and other shit. So, an exploration of a facet of The Divine Feminine. The project fell through, but I read a lot and researched, and I still have all those notes. Maybe I should restart that project for my own academic curiosity and achievement.

I think it took me about 2 hours to write this. This album lives behind me heart, a place Tori talked about while promoting the album. I love, love, love her. Happy Birthday, love; I’ll go anywhere with you(and back) always and forever 💜💜💜💜

#album anniversary #to venus and back #tvab #21 september 1999 #juarez #riot poof #spring haze #lust #datura #bliss #zero point

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alternazine · 1 year ago

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Time for our second "Questions and Answers" session!

I, Rebi, will once again help you out. It's always lovely to see you! Here, us scientists will resolve all doubts. Remember you can ask us anything via our Curious Cat, Twitters DMs, Tumblr ask-me-anything or email. Now, let's begin! . . . «The following questions belong to: CONTRIBUTOR APPLICATIONS.» 1.- “If we, the artist submitting an application, created an artwork we believe fits in our top 3 after sending the application, are we allowed to change it before said applications close?” R = Applicants should be able to edit their form to do any changes they wish to. If this is not the case, feel free to reach out to us through Twitter, Tumblr or our email! 2.- “Are applicants going to be sent emails regardless of acceptance?” R = Yes! All applicants will receive either an email on March 11th with their acceptance, pinch hitter role or rejection. 3.- “It seems that this kettle/site is missing, is this a mistake?” R = All missing kettles/sites have already been claimed by guest artists and staff. This is to avoid someone picking most, if not all, taken kettles. 4.- “Are we allowed to use our own ocs as agent 3?” R = All contributors are allowed to use their own Neo 3 OCs in their pieces, as well as any interpretation of the canon cast, other agents and involved OCs. 5.- “Any word on the research figuring out if squids are real or not yet?” R = That’s classified information we cannot reveal at the moment. ----- «The following questions belong to: CURIOUS CAT.»

1.- “hello! I never saw the musician option before, was it in your Interest Check? I wanted to ask what is expected of a musician contributor. What kind of music are you accepting and the overall guidelines! I am also slightly concerned as I do not see a music Moderator, are mods knowledgeable about composition/production? Would there be any specific assets provided to make my music?” R = It was not, but we received some answers proposing musical involvement and we are happy to oblige! We think all art forms should be celebrated and given proper space to shine, we are just facilitating the stage. Any kind of music is accepted. For example, you can make a melody that can blend seamlessly with the alterna soundtrack, a remix, full lyrical song about the story mode, acoustic, acapella.... It can be something as small as a ringtone or big as an album... It's all up to you! You own all rights for its publishing and distribution, we are just sharing it with your authorisation on the zine and not anywhere else. Changes to our carrd have already been done when this answer is published to reflect these guidelines. As for experience, host Rebi has received musical education and was part of an orchestra and a choir not so long ago as well. Although she no longer plays music due to health concerns and time restrictions, she is happy to help in any way to the best of her abilities. Host Tari has dabbled in composing and has musical education not only themself, but their family too. If by assets you mean music sheets or programs and alike then no, assets aren't provided. At this moment, Rebi works only with synthesisers and Tari with free chiptune/composing sites. Please keep in mind that this zine isn't serious, just a fun project to show off the members of the splatoon community and how they interpret the artificial land of Alterna! 2.- “If multiple people have the same level as their first pick and their portfolios are roughly equal, how will it be decided who gets the stage? by better pitch, other level pick availability, randomizer, smth else?” R = Stage assignment is decided solely on the chosen level availability, pitches are just for us to see how people think. 3.- “For pieces featuring Neo 3- does it have to feature the “canon” version of the character, or are OC interpretations allowed” R = All contributors are allowed to use their own Neo 3 OCs in their pieces, as well as any interpretation of the canon cast. 4.- “Hi! Ummm When we fill out the application forms and send it, do we automatically receive an automated email saying the form was sent? I'm unsure whether or not I actually sent it after filling out one since I never received anything saying it was sent unlike other forms.” R = Please feel free to reach out through our email or social media DMs to check if your application went through or if you wish to edit something! 5.- “Do you need a social media presence to join? I plan on posting more online, but i only have a few posts on public social media so far” R = You do not need a social media presence to apply! It's an alternative if we cannot reach you through email when sending application results. 6.- “Is a downloadable pdf or a google document ok as a portfolio format?” R = Yes! As long as we can clearly see your work, it counts.

. . . This has been all for today. We thank you all for your interest and support. Now, I must go back to the Alterna center… One must keep an eye on the researchers. Some are still missing- Please look forward to our application results on March 11th!

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dh-dd-hivemind · 4 months ago

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Illicit Affairs

So, we have a little fic that we cooked up, while resting our wrist mid-drawing. Our drawing projects are still on the way, please be patient with us! Q~Q We really are just disabled and had a lot of unexpected things going on this year. And this month is especially hard for us for personal reasons.

This fic takes place in the Defining Happiness universe, and focuses on Prophecy. Prophecy is MK (Monster Kid) and Delvie's mother, and her husband Josiah is Alphys's brother.

The lyrics used are from Illicit Affair by Taylor Swift.

Athena, Mary, and Oliver are owned by our best friend, @starfact0ry.

(Warning: Heavily implied SA, self-blame, unintentional self-harm, suicidal idealization, stockholm syndrome. This fic is depressing.)

This takes place around a year after Frisk freed the underground.

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Make sure nobody sees you leave…

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Hands.

Hands were all over her body. Hand gripped her head crests, forcing her head up high, giving her a piercing headache and neck cramp. Hands were on her neck, in a tight grip, leaving her breathless and her mouth agape, in desperation for air. Hands were on her stomach, her chest, her shoulders, her arms, her tail. Hands were on her legs. Hands were between her thighs.

Pinching. Slapping. Rubbing. Biting. It never ended. It never fucking ended.

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Hood over your head, keep your eyes down…

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Metaphorically, at least. Of course it would end. It would end, and she would go home, hood pulled tightly over her face. Resembling how she’d seen her Nona dress so many times growing up. Always hiding zer face, zer identity. Shrouding zemself in mystery to all who did not know who laid behind zer cloak.

If only she could be a mystery. If only the world didn’t know her. If only she didn’t have to go home and smile at her friends, her parents, her in-laws, her husband, her children, as if nothing ever happened. If only she could run away. Could run away and pretend she never existed, without feeling the crippling guilt of leaving behind the people who needed her.

If only she didn’t have to grit her teeth and bear the torture that happened every other day. If only she could gather the bravery to listen to her thoughts, which screamed “Tell him. Tell them. Tell someone. Do something.”

If only she weren’t such a coward.

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Tell your friends you're out for a run…you'll be flushed when you return.

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When she arrived home, she was immediately greeted by her friends. Athena - a bright-eyed, giant, loud-mouthed, muscular tiger monster. Mary - a meeker, gentler, soft-spoken sheep monster. They’d agreed to babysit MK and Delvie whilst she was “at the gym.”

Athena pulled her into a tight hug - a suffocating one - and she had to pretend like it wasn’t agonizing. Had to pretend like her body wasn’t pierced with claws and teeth for hours. There was only so much green magic could do for her - the pain still lingered, even if the wounds were closed, and the dust had been washed away.

On any other day, she would enjoy the tightness of the squeeze. But not today.

Next thing she knew, she was being dragged to the couch. The kids wanted to show her the puppet show they’d been practicing with Auntie Athena and Auntie Mary.

She held the hands of her friends and watched her children. She smiled. She allowed herself to get lost in the domestics. To pretend that she was ordinary.

Just ordinary.

The rest of the evening was spent playing into that fantasy. A happy friend. A happy mother. A happy wife. A happy life.

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Take the road less traveled by…tell yourself you could always stop.

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It was 1:00 AM when she was awoken by the usual ringing into her earphone. The ringtone she’d chosen for one specific person - the only person in the world who she would let awake her without it being an emergency.

The only person in the world she managed to equally love and despise.

She slipped out of Josiah's arms. It was perfect luck that he was such a heavy sleeper; otherwise he would be asking her what she was doing every few nights. Or worse, would awaken to her shouts and gasps, her scrambling and thrashing, as nightmares overtook her. She was glad to not be a burden for him.

She slipped into the bathroom as she pressed the button to answer the phone. A husky, growling whisper emerged from the other side. She hoped that tonight would be one where she gets to stay inside. Photographs, a video call, something simple. Something that didn’t put her aching body under more strain.

But her partner in crime whispered a location, and she held in a sigh of exhaustion. She refused to outwardly express how drained she was. She refused to be weak.

She told the voice to give her thirty minutes and spent half of that time crying in the bathroom. Telling herself that it was her own fault. That she could stop this if she just tried. That she deserved this. That she’s a horrid excuse of a wife and mother for allowing this to continue. That she can just tell someone, and it will all end.

The more she blamed herself, the more she started to believe it.

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What started in beautiful rooms…ends with meetings in parking lots. And that's the thing about illicit affairs, and clandestine meetings, and longing stares; it's born from just one single glance, but it dies, and it dies, and it dies…a million little times.

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It wasn’t long before she arrived at the parking lot of some abandoned, run-down building. And her partner in crime did the worst imaginable thing - she extended a hand, music playing from the open window of her car, and asked to dance.

Prophecy just wanted this to be a quick in-and-out. For it to be cold, emotionless, aggressive. She always hated it when it went this way instead. When it almost felt heartfelt. Almost felt loving. Almost felt kind.

She took her hand, pressed her cheek into her chest, and the two swayed together. Atop the concrete, below the beautiful starlit sky.

One could mistake them for a couple, if they didn’t know better. And once upon a time, that would be correct. Once upon a time, she’d pictured the two of them walking down the aisle together.

Once upon a time, before a husband and children, Prophecy had met with her on real dance floors every week. Met with her in restaurants and gardens. Spoken of what life on the surface together would be like.

How did things turn out this way?

How could a highschool sweetheart turn into the person haunting her nightmares?

How could a highschool sweetheart be someone that could truly destroy everything left in her life, with the snap of a finger, if she so much as blinked the wrong way?

“We used to be friends.”

The thought echoed in her head every day.

“You are a traitor.”

Yet, on nights like this, she couldn’t help but enjoy the tender moments. Couldn’t help but wonder if maybe, just maybe, this could be salvaged.

And as their dance ended, and they made their way into the car together, getting lost in passion, she wondered if moments like this could really be considered the same as the violent events that conspired less than 24 hours earlier.

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Leave the perfume on the shelf that you picked out just for him, so you leave no trace behind, like you don't even exist…

Take the words for what they are…a dwindling, mercurial high. A drug that only worked the first few hundred times…

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She got home around 4:30 AM, and immediately jumped into the shower. Despite being left with no wounds this time, she still felt so dirty. Still scrubbed herself with a rag until her skin dusted.

By the time the shower was complete, she needed to take a healing pill to repair her self-inflicted wounds. She grabbed her perfume from the shelf of the bathroom and sprayed it all over herself. She was always paranoid that Josiah would smell her. No matter how hard she cleaned herself, that anxiety wracked her mind.

She was sure that he wouldn’t understand. He would take it as betrayal, as an affair.

Her face flushed as she remembered the tender touches from earlier.

Maybe it is an affair.

Maybe it is her fault. Her choice.

Maybe she doesn’t deserve the safety of Josiah's arms.

Maybe she should come clean, and allow him to take MK and Delvie. Allow him to leave her behind. Allow him to tell her family and friends how scummie she is. How she spent her entire 11 years of marriage hooking up with a highschool ex. How she gave up on trying to decline years ago, lost her will to, and was a complacent part of the problem. Maybe she would finally be alone, with nothing more than her to run to, and she’d spend the rest of her life withering away under her thumb. Or she’d finally go through with all those thoughts in her head, the ones telling her to summon her soul, find the nearest knife, and-

She was startled by a text on her phone.

“You were stunning tonight. I love you.”

Her soul pounded mercilessly in her chest. Her eyes flooded with tears. Her shaking claws began typing a response, but stopped.

How could she do this? How could she say things like this to her? How could she make her soul race with terror, infatuation, arousal, and flattery? How could she give her stomach butterflies and make it twist with nausea at the same time?

It wasn’t fair.

Nothing was fucking fair.

She melted to the bathroom ground, breathing rapidly, until it turned into a full blown panic attack. She let out all of her ugly sobs - snot, drool, tears, snorts, whimpers - and hoped, with all of her soul, that her children or husband wouldn’t awaken anytime soon.

Yet, at the same time, she hoped that somebody would.

That somebody would hold her.

But nobody came.

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And that's the thing about illicit affairs and clandestine meetings and stolen stares, they show their truth one single time - but they lie, and they lie, and they lie…a million little times.

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She met up with another friend - Oliver, a blonde, freckled human-appearing hybrid, with bright golden eyes and the kindest of smiles - later that day, for a tea party, in the afternoon. She was exhausted, due to hardly getting any sleep the night before, but didn’t want to cancel. She loved spending time with him, and her kids were always delighted to spend time with their honorary uncle.

They made casual conversation, holding hands on the table. Talked about his new partner, Daris, and how things were going. He was so young, compared to her. So fresh into his life, inexperienced in the realm of partnerships.

She envied him. Envied that his first ever partner wasn’t the kind to betray him. Envied that they had the strength to set clear, healthy boundaries with each other.

She didn’t get so fortunate with her first partner.

She hadn’t even realized she was in tears until his body was leaning across the table, caressing her cheek, wiping the tears away. Her children were staring up at her with their big, innocent eyes, asking their mama what was wrong.

She wanted to collapse into their embraces and beg for them to forgive her for being such a weak mother and friend.

Instead, she forced a smile, and told him that she was just feeling nostalgic about her first partnership.

It was close enough to the truth to seem convincing. Convincing enough for them to ask her for the details. Details that she hesitantly began sharing. And once she started talking, she couldn’t stop. She didn’t share her name, her species, her age. Dodged any identifying details.

She also left out all of the bad parts. Only relived the good. It almost made her feel as though the bad parts didn’t exist.

Almost.

After a good two hours of telling stories, the doorbell rang, and she answered it.

It was a face she never thought she’d see at her doorstep. A person who’d never had the audacity to step foot on her property, not since their teenage days. A person who’d sworn to stay away.

Her muscles, her soul - it twisted within her, and her blood ran cold. It felt like everything in her body had turned to stone. Or to snow. As if she were an ice sculpture.

“Hey, baby.” Her sultry voice whispered. “Do you have a minute?”

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And you wanna scream “Don't call me ‘kid!’ Don't call me ‘baby!’ Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me! You showed me colors you know I can't see with anyone else!”

“Don't call me ‘kid!’ Don't call me ‘baby!’ Look at this idiotic fool that you made me! You taught me a secret language I can't speak with anyone else!”

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She slammed the door shut, and slid to the floor. She couldn’t think. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t even breathe. She was hyperventilating.

Her children, her friend, they rushed over. They attempted to get answers out of her, placing their hands or tails on her in an attempt at comfort, but she shook them off, unable to handle the sensation of being touched. They were speaking to her, but their voices were incoherent through the ringing sound in her head. The only voice, the only coherent sound, was hers. Calling in a sing-song tone through the door.

“Kiddo~...Open the door~”

No. No. No.

“C’mon, baby, you don’t gotta be shy~...just open the door, let me in~...”

No. No. No.

“You wanted me to come here, didn’t you?~ Wanted to tell me you loved me in person?~ There’s no other reason for you to have left my text on read, right?”

No. No. No.

She began pounding on the door, voice losing that sing-song note, and instead being filled with a growl.

“Open the fucking door, kiddo!”

NO. NO. NO.

“BABY, OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR! YOU DON’T WANT ME TO TRY YOUR DAUGHTER NEXT, DO YOU!? THEN OPEN THE FUCKING-”

“LEAVE ME AND MY CHILDREN ALONE!”

She screamed as she jolted awake. Screamed as she knocked over the mostly-empty teacups all over the table, and the remaining sandwiches to the floor. Screamed as she fell off of her chair, and scrambled backwards.

Oliver, MK, Delvie - they stared at her in horror, confusion, fear.

She took a moment to realize where she was, what had happened.

A dream. It was a dream.

She’d been so sleep deprived that she’d fallen asleep while talking about her highschool experiences.

They tried to approach her. But she didn’t give them a chance. She shot onto her feet, stumbling to grab her phone, and ran out the door, sobbing a meek apology as she slammed it behind her.

One thing about her dream was correct. She had forgotten to respond to the message. And there would be consequences for that. Consequences that she had to deal with herself. Consequences that she would keep as far away from her friends and family as possible.

Oliver attempted to call, but she declined the call. She would have to think of something to say to him and her kids later.

She dialed her number as she ran down the street, and told her she was heading to her house. She only had one response, before hanging up on her.

“You better hurry, kiddo…you know I don’t like to be ignored. And we have an agreement.”

A sharp pain ran through her soul, as she thought about how terrified her children must have been. How concerned her friends, parents, husband, and in-laws would be, when Oliver inevitably reached out to them.

She turned her phone off, so that nobody else could call her. Just for a few hours.

She’d do almost anything for her satisfaction. Even be a horrible mother, wife, friend, daughter, sister.

Anything to keep them out of her claws.

Anything.

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“And you know damn well, for you, I would ruin myself…a million little times.”

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blossomingbooks · 6 months ago

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Book review: Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass, Lana Del Rey

It's been a while since I've done a poetry book review; so, the other day when I reread Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass by Lana Del Rey, I thought that this would be a nice way to go back to the genre!

Known in the music industry for her melancholic sounds and poetic lyricism, Lana Del Rey's first poetry collection didn't come as a surprise when it was released in 2020. Having been a huge fan of her work for many years, I wouldn't say that this is her best poetic venture, but it's definitely a very interesting body of work to analyze.

The 19 poems that form this book (alongside 10 haikus and some original photography) are very much free-form. Some of them, like the titular one and "Sportscruiser", have a storytelling quality to them, leading the reader through a very particular narrative within the poet's life.

Like in her music, Del Rey is quite masterful at setting a scene, establishing from the beginning the commonplace details that create a specific atmosphere. Her poetry is clearly influenced by the style of Allen Ginsberg and Walt Whitman, poets who she has previously referenced in songs. The stream of consciousness and lengthy format of her poems recall that of both Whitmanian and Beat poetry.

Del Rey began writing these poems in 2017, following a writer's block that she had while beginning to work on her sixth album, Norman Fucking Rockwell! (which came out a year prior to the book). This is an interesting context because, having been written more or less simultaneously, one can find some dialogue between these two works — as if the acclaimed album was a show and this book, the backstage.

Just like NFR!, this poetry collection is permeated by imagery of California (in itself the title of a song in the album). One of the most poignant poems is called "LA Who Am I to Love You", which personifies the city of Los Angeles. She sees LA as home, juxtaposing it with the image of her absent mother:

I never had a mother, will you let me make the sun my own for now, and the ocean my son? I'm quite good at tending to things despite my upbringing, can I raise your mountains?

Further Californian imagery can be found in "The Land of 1,000 Fires" (which addresses the wildfires that happened in the state in 2020), as well as references to Long Beach in "Past the Bushes Cypress Thriving" and "Never To Heaven". But inspiration from her surroundings isn't the only correlation between this book and NFR!; a lot of lyrical similarities can be found as well.

In the song "How to disappear", she dialogues with the poem "Past The Bushes Cypress Thriving": "you don't want to be forgotten / You just want to disappear". Similarly, "Let's pour one out / to knowing / not hoping", from "In the Flats of Melrose", recalls the track "hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have - but I have it".

"Mariners Apartment Complex" is replaced by a "stupid apartment complex" in "Sportscruiser", while "Cinnamon Girl" is hinted at by two different poems. In "Sugarfish", "sugar sugar in my teeth / from your kiss you texting me" recalls the lyrics "Cinnamon in my teeth / From your kiss / You're touching me". In "ringtone", "if you let me be myself / u will be the first one who ever did" reminds one of the chorus "But if you hold me without hurting me / You'll be the first who ever did".

Del Rey's constant self-referencing creates a very personal, self-sustaining universe always in conversation with itself. In this particular work of poetry, the artist makes a detour from her musical endeavors towards a quieter, unfiltered vista of her intimate reality.

Unpretentious and genuine, Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass, although not as captivating as her music usually is, benefited a lot from the parallel release of its spoken word album. Her melodic sensibility gives life to words that on paper don't strike a chord as much, while the instrumental production of her current collaborator Jack Antonoff sets the perfect atmosphere for her recitation.

#lana del rey #violet bent backwards over the grass #poetry #poems #books #books and flowers #bookstagram #book review

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hughesgarnet · 2 years ago

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the albums of my life in no particular order

#1 Greyson Chance's Hold On 'Til The Night (2011)

the very first physical album I've ever bought for myself, spent a month and a half saving up to buy this after my elementary graduation. i took care of it so much that the case broke LOL

fave song/s: Home Is In Your Eyes, Little London Girl (became my alarm ringtone!), Summertrain (adult me loved this), Stranded (my imaginative self imagined a whole MV for this song), Running Away (man this song resonates more to me as an adult PLS), Light Up The Dark, Fire (cover) (I love this cover sm!)

#2 One Direction's Take Me Home (2012)

the second album I bought! got the Yearbook Edition alongside Niall's cardigan from Penshoppe (both are still with me!!) LMAO this album reminds me so much of high school, so nostalgic. one of my classmates gifted me a folder filled with printed lyrics so I had every song memorized. i also remembered that I used to make jingles with some of the songs' tunes from this album!!

fave song/s: Change My Mind, Over Again (it enhanced my "rapping" skills LOL), Nobody Compares

#3 Taylor Swift's RED (2012) (linked is Taylor's Version!)

this album reminds me of my first and only vacation on my uncle's city, my Samsung GT-C3222 that was stolen when I was on my way home LOL. also I (still) have Myx Magazine Taylor Swift special edition filled with all her lyrics up until her Red album. also it reminded me of Cornetto!

fave song/s: State of Grace, The Lucky One

#4 5 Seconds of Summer's debut album (2014)

this reminded me of that specific* person LMAO whenever I listen to this album, I think of him and how he's doing, and if things were different, would we have a chance? EME LAMANG! anyways only the REAL ones that Heartbreak Girl and Try Hard sound different on this album compared to their pre-releases. my sister also loved this album, her fave is English Love Affair!

fave song/s: Heartbreak Girl, Long Way Home, Try Hard, If You Don't Know (I know it's not on the album, it's from Don't Stop EP BUT I love this song sm), Try Hard (the old version!! linking it below)

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#5 Justin Bieber's Purpose (2015)

i remember asking for an illegally downloaded copy of this album along with One Direction's Made In the AM. both reminded me of my last year of junior high school and my old Nokia N8 phone (and the ringback tones of my classmates (and ex); it was either What Do You Mean or Sorry LOL)

fave song/s: No Pressure (on repeat!!), The Feeling

#5 BTS' Love Yourself 轉 Tear (2018)

when One Direction had their (FAKE!!) hiatus back in 2015, I never followed any musical artist so I embarked on my 2-year journey of being a Potterhead and a Dramione shipper LMAO I knew BTS since I was 13 but never really focused on them because I was busy focusing on 1D pls,, anyways this album has a great impact on me, I never knew that the first time I watched Fake Love's MV (with subtitles) that I would love them this much. (also, the track listing??? chef's kiss!)

fave song/s: 134340, Paradise, Love Maze, Outro: Tear

#6 BTS' MAP OF THE SOUL: PERSONA (2019)

this album reminds me of anything pre-pandemic. it was 2019, my dog just gave birth to three puppies (only one survived, which is Chimmy), I shifted programs and finally felt that everything was falling into place. it made me appreciate the color pink. everything was great.

fave song/s: Boy With Luv, Jamais Vu

#7 BTS' MAP OF THE SOUL: 7

i still can remember how everyone was so excited about this album. no, this isn't just an album, it was a milestone. 7 years for my one true 7. it was such a grand scale album, performance-wise, lyricism-wise, concept-wise, until hell broke loose.

fave songs: Interlude: Shadow, Black Swan (the orchestra version!!), UGH!, We are Bulletproof: The Eternal

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#8 RM's mono. (2018)

ah. RM's mono. where should i start? is it possible for an album to see through your soul? i don't know. but this one did. and it became a source of solace. a warm embrace. even up until now, it's my very special friend.

fave song/s: everythingoes

(will put the continuation of this post on a reblog since I already exceeded my 10 audio/video URLs LOL)

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Retro, Stage Name, Change, Besties, and Lyrics for the Infamous MC asks! :3

Retro: What was the first CD they ever bought with their own money? Do they still have it? Do they still like it?

Hadn't really thought about that, but it's probably, like, a greatest hits compilation from Journey or Queen or something like that. 😂 She doesn't still have it, it fell out of her car and got all scratched up. She was more upset than she'd expect over Just A CD.

Stage name: Do they or have they ever had one? How did they choose it?

Not.. really? She tends to just use Bek for music stuff--no surname--but she doesn't have a stage name.

Change: How has their personality changed since Seven left the band? Are those changes related to Seven leaving?

She gotten more outgoing and vocal about her feelings. She used to be pretty quiet when she wasn't singing and she's sorta come out of her shell. She engages more with the fans, she speaks up more, and she was already a combo of The Leader and The Mom Friend, she got even more serious about it in the years after. It was heavily influenced by Seven leaving, if not entirely as a result of that. Seven was the one who used to nag her into speaking up for herself offstage, so learning to do that on her own without her bff's encouragement was a change that's bc of Seven leaving. As is pushing harder for things she wants; she was against "demoting" Seven to background vocals, they're a TEAM, wtf are you guys on about, but she feels like she didn't push hard enough? Wonders if things maybe would have ended better if she'd stood up for her friend a little more. (I have ex-BFF f!Seven and Bek is definitely trying to repair that friendship. She misses her.)

Engaging more with the fans is just something she needs to do as Pixel Panic gets more popular. She was hesitant at first, but largely enjoys it now, even if she's just in this to make music, not for fame.

Besties: What’s their friendship with Rowan like? What are some things only he knows about them?

Rowan is her lifeline, her (platonic) other half, the one who knows her better than literally anyone, including Seven, bc he got all the guilty rambling and was the sounding board for her changing as a person after Seven left(he picked up the pieces, basically, and helped her glue herself back together). Bek makes sure to very vocal about how much she values him and stands up for him every chance she gets. Yes, this is at least partly bc of her guilt about Seven. Yes, Rowan at least suspects her motivation.

He's the only one to collab with her on multiple songs(the only one who's heard some of them), and even if he'd downplay his role in their creation, she counts it as vital. They bounce ideas and dumb shit off each other all the time. She spent more time at his house than her own in high school. They've slept on each other's couches, bummed clothes off each other(Rowan still has her blue sweatjacket, she know it, no matter how hard he denies). Tease each other like siblings. He's the only one who knows just how much Seven leaving hurt her, he's the only one who knows about the bluebird tattoo high on the inside of her thigh, he’s the only one who knows about her super mega top secret crush on Orion he's the only one who knows she never completely "outgrew" her Taylor Swift phase. (They may have "I'm Only Me When I'm With You" as their ringtone for each other. They say it's an inside joke but that's only half true.)

Lyrics: What are some songs you associate with your character? Any specific lyrics that really scream your character?

Well, Pixel Panic has a very Icon For Hire vibe in my head, so a lot of their stuff would probably fit(Make a Move and Up In Flames especially). Cage On The Ground from Flyleaf, Those Nights from Skillet for her and Rowan(and formerly Seven :))) ) She's still developing so I don't really have any specific lyrics for her yet.

#infamous asks #bek ayers #i have played myself with yet another oc who has ombre hair xD #time to dig up all those picrews i was so happy about for savi 😂#infamous

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burniingup · 2 years ago

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which of your muses is most likely to walk into a sliding glass door?

which of your muses has / would have the silliest ringtone? what would it be?

which of your muses has / would have the most complicated coffee order?

which of your muses is most likely to walk into a sliding glass door?

I want SO badly to say it's Shie just because I like to joke about her being not as smart as the rest of my muses here. And she might just because she's not always paying attention. She's also used to hanging out in kinda dingy places so a really clean door might throw her off fkhsfls.

BUT It's Minako. She's just generally kinda clumsy and unlucky. Not only would she walk into a closed sliding glass door, but she would do what I once did as a kid - Try to lean against a sliding glass door she thinks is closed, but it's really open, and fall face first onto the concrete. Bonus points for her doing it while holding something important.

which of your muses has / would have the silliest ringtone? what would it be?

Shie, and it's Yummy by Ayesha Erotica. (not sfw lyrics)

which of your muses has / would have the most complicated coffee order?

Yukari! I don't think she can really drink coffee, but if she did it would be something very specific. Something really sweet, extra pumps of all kinds of nonsense, soy milk, etc.

#thank you these are so cute and silly lol #Answers #OOC #J.Text #lured-into-wonderland

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lonelywhalien22 · 2 years ago

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Based on your user and your post saying you were trying to stay up for Jimin on Jimmy, I'm going to assume you're an ARMY . . .???

Thoughts on Jimin's new album? 👀 I'm dying to talk music with someone 😂💜

Cheers! I hope all is well.

@twogyuu hey friend!!!

yeah i'm an army lol (the chill kind so don't come for me yall 💜😂) little backstory i found out about them back in 2018. i was just about to graduate high school at the time and was freaking out about the future, as one does, when i stumbled across their fake love mv. my curiosity was peeked and it was over from there. their songs and lyrics got me through literally some of the hardest times of my life, and whalien 52 will always symbolically be my favorite track from them because, besides being nice to listen to, it really spoke to me at the time and i would play it a lot whenever i would be hard on myself or feel upset over my circumstances. that song (and others like so far away by suga) was like a comfort - like an acknowledgement of my feelings and a reminder that i wasn't alone, that i wasn't the only person who has felt lonely or struggled in some way. and bts was my gateway into kpop so they'll always hold a special place in my heart (although now i have to suffer from being attacked everyday by a different kpop group and its members so idk thanks i guess??? lololol) ok sob story about my username is over lol.

this post is getting long so album thoughts are under the cut.

thoughts on jimin's new album - idk if i'm gonna get flamed for this but it wasn't really my vibe (no pun intended) if i'm being honest and i say that lovingly/respectfully. he is my bts bias and the first bias i ever had so believe me i am being honestttt lol. his dancing is what he's known for obvs so it didn't surprise me when the first release was set me free prt 2 which had more of an anthemic, powerful vibe to it. that was definitely fun to watch but it was that kind of kpop release where i get this feeling of like, this is a great performance to watch, but not a song i'd necessarily wanna hear again. and then i listened to the rest of the album and the other songs didn't do it for me personally either *with love*. Like Crazy was definitely my favorite, with the soft 80s vibes <3, but I'm not sure I'm gonna be playing it all that often. There wasn't a stand out point for me in it where I was like 'ah i wanna hear that part again' ya know??? For ref i really liked the song he did with taeyang (Vibe) and I still love the heck out of Serendipity from the Love Yourself days so I know jimin is capable of greatness...this just wasn't it for me personally. i keep emphasizing that b/c i'm not tryna receive any army hate 🤣. of all the member's releases so far, my favs were rm's indigo album (such a vibe ugggh + his features were fantastic), jin's the astronaut (was meh the first time i listened and then i heard it again in the middle of the night and it broke me???) and jhope's song on the street with jcole (not much of a rap girlie but i loveeeee jcole's music in particular for his incredible lyricism - he's a goat and one of the few i listen to - so i screamed when i saw the collab and the song was so freaking good 😭). I am incredibly excited for V's release whenever that comes because I'm convinced it's gonna be full of kdrama tracks that will make me cry (have you heard sweet night??? christmas tree??? winter bear??? bruh) and then Jungkook is such a stunning vocalist that i know I'll enjoy whatever he releases (euphoria is set as my phone alarm and ringtone and it still makes me cry to this day 🥹).

i loveeeee music so much (she says as if she didn't make that obvs by writing a whole 35k fic based off one dang song) - i am that person with a specific playlist for every possible feeling/vibe imaginable, i do indeed listen to/find gems from the songs writers list as inspo for their fics, and i am constantly on the hunt for new music so please reach out to me anytime about songs/releases, non-kpop included of course!!! this post was long af but hope you enjoyed <3

#crying that we weren't active at the same time #any news on random coworker who asked you out?#yes i did see that post and i giggled #*evil laugh*#living vicariously through u 🍿#btw i agree - ed sheeran's eyes closed was bangin in the saddest way possible #gonna finally see him in concert for the first time in a couple months and omg am i excited #basically all his songs are saved in my spotify rip

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hey! How are you, baby? Well, I saw an anonymous asking for jealous nerd oc. So, here is a scenario - a typical pick me girl being obsessed with Jeongguk and stalking him around, dressing up for him, blah blah. And when Jeongguk joined the lecture on someday (a miracle), he gets the pick me girl as his seat/project partner. When he tells the oc, she gets a bit jealous, noticing this, Jeongguk teases her further by saying how cute/sexy the pick me girl is and how breathtaking she looks when she ties her hair up.

(THIS PART IS TOTALLY OPTIONAL)

Bonus- TaeTae coming to rescue and flirting with the oc in front of Jeongguk to make him jealous and saying the exact words Jeongguk said about the pick me girl.

(Btw I claim myself as 🍯anon)

ok so i wrote this a LONG ASS time ago but i never posted it cuz of the hiatus but here you go if you're still here honey anon💀💀💀

The song that plays in Jungkook's headphones is nothing short of cheesy by his standards, but it makes sense as to why you'd send it to him to brighten up his morning; it's sweet and romantic. You know he's cranky when he wakes up early, and somehow found it to be the perfect time to host a listening party of your playlist with him.

It only helps with his frown that ceases when he sits in the back row of the lecture hall, his seatmate not on his mind as he focuses on the music that he would shut down instantly had it not been you that sent it to him. You don't have a morning lecture today, but you're awake nonetheless to virtually accompany him. It's a thoughtful gesture, so he bobs his head along to the beat of falling for you by peachy.

So cheesy, he thinks with a scrunch of his nose, though his lips reluctantly tug up to a small smile.

The volume is not too loud in his ears, just enough to relax as he lays his head on the desk with his forearms as a pillow. It's peaceful, relating to the lyrics that you specifically chose for him to listen to. It's like a constant reminder of your relationship, and warmth fills his chest though his exterior shows nothing of such. He experiences the bliss internally and dims his eyes like he's been wanting to ever since he opened them half an hour ago. His comfortable attire allows him to stretch his limbs, perfectly positioned for his nap.

He drifts off easily before the professor shows up, his phone waiting in his fist to boom with the alarm by the end of the lesson.

It's not the default ringtone that jolts him awake, but the gentle shake of his shoulder. He blinks drowsily and slowly sits up, already irritated by the abrupt awakening when he sees the source. It's a girl who has her brown hair up in a messy bun, smiling down at him as she takes her hand off him. Her clothing is similar to his: loose and dark like a pajama set. He can't recall if he's ever seen her through his blurry vision.

"We were dismissed early," she explains the emptied room when he looks around after lowering his headphones to his neck.

He merely nods and rubs his eyes as he stands while clutching the sling of his bag. "Thanks," he rasps and takes on a slow pace while heading to the exit. He doesn't look back at her when she follows him from behind.

"I'm Yuna, by the way," she confidently tells his back.

"Mhm." His voice is gruff and he wants nothing more than to fall back asleep. He tries to remember in his sleepy daze if you have a lecture soon. Maybe you'll let him nap in your dorm.

The two students are out of the room when she peeps, "You're Jungkook, right?"

"Yes." He trudges to the gates of the building.

"Did you hear about the group project?" She walks beside him as he shakes his head. "We were assigned just now. It's in pairs."

"Thanks for letting me know."

"Yeah, sure, no problem," she chuckles. They pass all the roaming students in the hall just before slipping past the doors. A soft breeze wafts over Jungkook's face, and it feels so nice that his footsteps slow down just to enjoy it longer. She climbs down the short set of stairs with him, matching his speed as she offers, "wanna be my partner?"

The questions prompts him to finally turn to observe her. He cocks a brow with narrowed eyes; he has to relate her appearance to her intelligence. Always judge a book by its cover. "Are you good at the course?"

"Pfft," she rolls her eyes with a teasing smile, but when she notices his serious look, she hesitantly answers, "Yeah. Kind of?"

His tongue pokes at his cheek in thought. Kind of good isn't fit for his standards; he needs an excellent grade. "Does this project affect my GPA?"

"Nah, I mean, by like .5%."

"Pass." He aims to walk past her, but she blocks his path with a scoff.

"Dude, I'm not that bad. I can totally get us a full grade."

"Have you ever gotten one?"

"Yeah!"

"Fine."

A triumphant smile grows on her face before she takes out her phone from the pocket of her sweatpants. "Let's exchange numbers."

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"Fucking hell," Jungkook groans to himself when another notification dings from his phone. It's been a few days since his first encounter with Yuna, and she's been relentless with her texts to become something more than partners.

He's lying down on your bed while waiting for you to return from your study session with your other nerd friends, and even his phone can't distract him from his impatience. He can't even watch a video in peace.

She's sent him a hundred memes by now, and he can't even bring himself to wonder why she hasn't run out of them by now because even the thought of Yuna fills him with dread. He ignores her as long as the messages don't include any information regarding their task. As if she isn't annoying enough, her memes aren't even funny. Only one or two have made him release a breath more forcefully through his nose.

yuna: yo dude

yuna: you play league of legends?

He usually swipes the notifications away from his screen without reading any of her texts, but the mention of the game has him frowning.

Jungkook: how do u know that

yuna: i saw ur liked tweet lol

Jungkook: u follow my twitter?

yuna: image.jpg

He blinks at his phone until the image loads, and his brows slightly raise when he sees the screenshot of her rank: diamond bordered. He's a rank lower—platinum—but even that took a lot of time to reach. He's more envious than impressed.

yuna: yeah lol

yuna: ur retweets are funny

He closes the messaging app to return to his video until another notification pops up.

yuna: u wanna 1v1?

yuna: i wanna make u cry

A scoff resounds in the room. Like he would walk all the way to his dorm to play one game. He resumes the Overwatch stream.

yuna: ur probably silver lol

yuna: just one game man cmon

yuna: unless ur too pussy lmfao

Yeah, he would.

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It was only out of mere curiosity that Jungkook played against Yuna, but it was the choking defeat that drove him to keep going. They played six matches until he got too riled up from her chat and left.

yuna_not_mercy: u should just stick to playing support

yuna_not_mercy: ur fr losing to a girl LMAO

yuna_not_mercy: does ur gf play the game

yuna_not_mercy: maybe she can be your support

yuna_not_mercy: like every other girl who plays this game

jk97SK: do u ever shut the fuck up on god

When he plays with his friends, they usually talk through a group call, but he can't stand her. He only holds back from lashing out for the sake of his grade because she took majority of the work, meaning she can easily mess it up and drag him down with her. Keeping their interactions short and blunt is easy through text, but in real life is another matter.

Avoiding her in lectures is justified, but when she approaches his table with his friends, he can only screw his eyes shut and clench his fists.

"Hey Jungkook," she sits next to him in her usual fit: messy bun and athletic clothes. Jungkook is aware of her good looks, which irritates him further that she's inviting herself to his friend group; he knows Taehyung will keep her here longer. "Did you cry after our game? I didn't mean to go so hard on you."

He rolls his eyes and doesn't bother glancing at her unlike the four other men who curiously eye her. When she notices them, her tone oozes with confidence and charisma, "Hey, I'm Yuna. I'm Jungkook's classmate."

"Well, hello there Yuna. I'm Taehyung," he grins with underlying mischief.

Yoongi stays quiet as Namjoon and Seokjin introduce themselves in a friendly manner. Taehyung does the introduction for Yoongi instead.

"Nice to meet you all." Her smile is wide and bright, her shoulder stubbornly rubbing against Jungkook's despite him constantly shifting to the side.

"It's our pleasure," Taehyung replies. "So what game were you talking about? Without inviting me..."

"League of Legends." She glances at Jungkook who deeply exhales through his mouth, "He was so mad."

"I wasn't mad," he corrects with a seethe, "I was just annoyed because you wouldn't stop bringing up my girlfriend."

"Oh yeah," she smoothly recovers from her blush, "where is she?"

"In a lecture," he murmurs. It's not bright outside where they sit but the sun still lingers in the evening to provide some dim lighting. He's passing time with his friends because someone has ruined every other activity for him. If only he hadn't given her his account's username yesterday, he would have another alternative.

"You play League?" Taehyung diverts the subject.

"Yeah. Valorant and Overwatch as well. I play just about any game, really." Her words are directed at Jungkook, but he doesn't take the bait. He's looking down at his phone from under the table. "Not your typical girl, right? I usually just pass off as one of the boys."

"A lot of girls on campus like gaming, actually," Yoongi chimes in monotonously. He's disinterested in the conversation, but her rambling fascinates him.

"Bro, for real? Link me up with some of them. I barely have any female friends," she laughs despite Yoongi's straight face, "I can't get along with girls; it's like a curse."

"I have the same curse," Namjoon jokes to break some of the tension, and Taehyung and Jungkook chuckle under their breath.

"Bruh," Yuna joins in with the laughter. Before an awkward atmosphere can settle over them, she continues babbling, "I just have no mutual interests with them. They like shopping and manicures and I just like gaming, it's literally all I do. Like I'm sorry, but it's all they talk about."

It's silent apart from her laugh and the crickets. Namjoon is the only one to respond, "Heh, yeah..."

She isn't done with her rant however, "I can only get along with guys, you know? Less dramatic and more fun. I–"

Seokjin holds up a hand to be more polite with his interruption while the rest watch the interaction with their utmost attention, "Excuse me for cutting you off, but you're generalizing a lot here, Yuna. You identify as a woman, no?" She nods with a raised brow. "Then aren't you living proof that not all women are the same, like every other human being? I don't mean to be rude, but you sound extremely biased. You shouldn't be so unkind to your own gender."

She is quick to jump to her defence. "Dude, I'm not saying all women are like that. It's just the majority! My experience, you know? Being feminine is like a badge of honor to these chicks. You see that girl?" she points at a girl in a pleated skirt and blazer walking from a distance, heading this way. "I don't even understand why anyone would even like wearing a skirt, but she would probably gossip about me for not wearing one."

"Would she?" Yoongi mutters when he recognizes you as you near their table. Jungkook's eyes widen before he rushes to sit next to Taehyung, across from Yuna now who's one seat away from Namjoon.

Your eyes light up when you see them more clearly and you quickly jog up to Jungkook. His breath hitches when you immediately hug his back, cheek rubbing against the crook of his neck as you smile. "Kookie!"

His hands latch onto your arms on his chest as he quietly chuckles at your cheerful and hyper greeting. "Hey, baby."

"Hi," you wave to the rest of them. Yoongi rarely ever smiles, so you're slightly surprised to see the sight directed at you—especially when it's so cocky. You glance at the girl who is baffled as she stares at you.

Namjoon and Seokjin wave back at you with casual greetings before Taehyung speaks. "Do you want to sit next to Jungkook?"

"If you don't mind," you flutter your lashes sweetly with your hands still on your boyfriend's shoulders who hold them.

"I don't, but I don't know if Jungkookie would be okay with you sitting on my lap since it's the only available seat–"

"Move."

"Someone oughta teach this boy some manners," Taehyung grumbles as he moves to Jungkook's previous seat so you can claim his. It's warm when you sit, but Jungkook's arm is warmer when he wraps it around your shoulder.

"Hi, I'm Yuna."

The tight smile on her face doesn't ease your reserved stance, but you smile back politely nonetheless and tell her your name. She only nods with pursed lips, as if judging you for merely sitting next to your boyfriend. You shift closer to Jungkook, insecure and put off by the weirdly tense atmosphere.

"So back on topic," she turns to Jungkook, "are we playing League tonight as well?"

"League?" you tilt your head curiously.

"Oh, you wouldn't get it," she dismisses you nonchalantly. "It's a game he and I played together."

"He doesn't play it often," Namjoon tells you for comfort. It only confuses you instead. Is there something you're missing?

Jungkook latches onto that line as an escape. "Yeah, I won't be playing again any time soon, Yuna. Maybe after we finish the project." After the project he won't have a reason to stay as friends with her on any platform, and it's an amazing excuse. His lips involuntarily tug up to a smile at the thought of finally dropping her. You notice with narrowed eyes.

"What project?" you question.

"Just some stupid group task," Jungkook exasperates. "So fucking boring."

"Do you need any help?"

He smiles at your sweet offer. "Maybe you could proofread–"

"No, it's cool," Yuna interjects. "I'm already helping him."

"Oh." Is it just you or does she seem arrogant? From the silence and Jungkook's aggrevated sigh, you assume it's the latter. Why did your boyfriend text you to come here just to sit in awkward silence? You're put off by her stare directed towards him and shuffle even closer to send a message. She doesn't care.

Jungkook doesn't seem to either. Her eyes don't leave him, and he returns her gaze as she takes out her hairtie, both of them knowing full well you're watching. She puts it between her teeth and ties up her loose strands, but stops when he interrupts, "You look better with your hair down."

"Do I?" she drags out and lets her hair down again. You watch the interaction unfold with furrowed brows.

"Yeah. At least I like it better that way."

Are they flirting?

He glances at you and you throw him a warning look. What's with his change in demeanor? It's fine for him to compliment other women, but she doesn't hide her interest in him. She's too appeased by the boost in confidence that she doesn't lack.

She clears her throat and nibbles on her lip. "If we're not playing, then we can work on the project if you want."

"Sure."

Seokjin and Namjoon exchange a look, where the elder is aware of what's happening and irritated and the younger is clueless. But it's Yoongi that speaks up, and the only indication that he's talking to you is by his stare.

"You look better with your hair up."

"Me?" You're startled by his compliment.

"Oh, dude," Taehyung plays along, talking to Yoongi, "imagine watching her tie her hair on her knees. Now that's a sight to behold."

Your eyes grow comically wide, especially when Yoongi nods with a knowing smile. He then asks you, "Can we compare?"

Jungkook's glare throws daggers at the two while you, incredibly confused and lost, use the hairtie on your wrist. All eyes are on you until Yuna intervenes as if they're long-time friends, "She looks like a lost puppy, aww. Stop teasing her, you guys."

"We just like it better that way," Yoongi repeats Jungkook's words. Is this some sort of revenge executed by them in your place?

"I don't think it matters," your boyfriend coolly replies. "She's not trying to look good for you guys."

"Is Yuna trying to look good for you then?" he counters.

"Oh," she laughs, "if he likes it, then I don't mind."

"You want to know what I like, Yuna?"

Your ponytail swings when you turn to Jungkook. Why is everyone teasing each other? You can't decide whether you should focus on the two men's greedy looks or the girl who is hellbent on getting into your boyfriend's pants.

"I want to know it all," she says shamelessly.

Okay, maybe she's just looking for validation. It's fine. You don't need to lash out.

"Like your loose shirts, how little they leave to the imagination–"

Yoongi casually stands up and nods at you to follow him. You're baffled and immediately shake your head; why would you leave him alone with her? He raises a challenging eyebrow and you throw him a perplexed look.

"Come," he mouths silently before walking off. Taehyung follows, and you look around you to see Seokjin beckon you to leave while Namjoon just sits there, trying to piece the puzzle by himself in his own world.

You huff and abruptly trudge off to their path. Taehyung waits for you to catch up and slings an arm around your shoulder, the faint voices still seducing one another. "You are so gullible."

Yoongi slows his pace to turn to you. "Why do you give him a reaction when he's obviously trying to mess with you?"

"It's honestly sad to watch," Taehyung agrees.

"What?" you question incredulously. "I know what he's trying to do, it's just that Yuna is way too into it. I don't want it to keep going while I'm standing here."

"Jungkook doesn't like her and he's probably backed off by now," Yoongi reassures. "If you stayed, then you would've bashed her and he would start stressing over his stupid project. It's not worth causing a scene over."

"But isn't she cute when she's mad?" Taehyung retracts his arm to squeeze your cheeks and all three of you come to stop when you push him off. "It's like watching a chihuahua bark at a bulldog and somehow win."

Yoongi chuckles to himself as you roll your eyes. "It's not cute. I'm tired of his antics."

"It's fun when you do it back, no?"

"I didn't even do anything."

They exchange a look before Taehyung says, "That's what friends are for, bestie. We'll keep doing it until he gets tired as well." You click your tongue, and in a matter of seconds, he's shoved back away from you with the assailant gritting, "Keep your distance."

"This is our cue to leave," Yoongi tells his friend who struggles out of your boyfriend's grip on his collar before hopping next to him and escaping the scene rather inelegantly.

When you peek at the bench, you don't see Yuna there and instead notice Seokjin presumably explain what just happened to an intently listening Namjoon. It almost humors you.

The aggressive behavior just a moment before is gone in an instant when he raises his hands and tries to explain himself. "Before you say anything, I hate her and I was just teasing–"

You put a finger over his lips. "I know, baby, and if you try to tease me again I will actually sit on Taehyung's lap next time."

He opens his mouth to argue, but backs down and purses his lips before a word can come out. He submits instead. He'll give you the victory.

"Fine, fucking fair game."

#textbook love #jungkook imagines #bts imagines #bts scenarios #jeon jungkook #bts x reader #jungkook scenarios #jungkook fanfic #jungkook x reader

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salt-up-to-your-ankles · 3 years ago

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fuck it im gonna list my favourite los campesinos songs because right now theyre my 2nd favourite band behind crywank and above franz ferdinand and i want to talk about them all the time LMAO and no these arent in a specific order or anything

• the sea is a good place to think of the future - this one isnt really a suprise since its what my usernames based off but i love the song and all the little details like the lyrics and how "perfect symmetry" is said in the exact middle of the song and its mmm i love depressing sad music and some of the themes really hit hard its the perfect mix of crywank-y lyrics but los camp! type songs

• alls well that ends in medias res - i love the original song too but this version specifically i love a bit more mostly because of the acousticness and the extra little lyrics its mgmmgm yeah

• we are beautiful we are doomed - this was one of the first lc! songs i listened to and its the song that got me into the band really and i love it so much dhhshs the intro bit kinda reminds me of video game soundtracks like undertale kinda and the lyrics are really good especially "i cannot emphasise enough that my body is a badly designed poorly put together vessel - i hope my heart goes first" and "you kiss my neck i whisper in your ear: this is my downfall" actually all the lyrics of this song are good

• avocado, baby - very good bassline(?) and the lyrics are great too and good to read into and i love the music video for it theres so much happening and the sound effects and the suit gareths wearing mfhdhshs and also A HEART OF STONE, RIND SO TOUGH ITS CRAZY, THATS WHY THEY CALL ME THE AVOCADO, BABY !!!!!

• miserabilia - oh my god the 2 different voices singing work so well and "shout at the world because the world doesnt love you, lower yourself because you know that youll have to" has to be one of my favourite lyrics ever, if i could learn and perform any song with my friends id definitely wanna do this one because its just so good, its one of my top songs

• my year in lists - funny horny lyrics 😁�� im joking i love how upbeat the song is then the more calm parts at "i cherish the fondness the day (before) i met you" and also the 2 different singers again make it so good also also the repition of winters coat in this song and knee deep at atp is just hfhdusj 👍👍

• allez les blues - i havent listened to many songs from whole damn body yet but i love this song so much its just so happy and upbeat and the chorus is so catchy dhshss it would make such a good ringtone if i wasnt scared to have lyric songs as my ringtone fhshjss

• c is the heavenly option - okay i know this is a cover BUT i really like how for the "my boyfriend" parts theres a male singer and for the "my girlfriend" parts theres a female singer its really cool dhshshs also the "c c c c c c c is the heavenly option" part at the ends really nice with all the layers of vocals

• this is a flag. there is no wind - firstly the first line is amazing i mean who doesnt wanna start a song with CAN WE ALL PLEASE JUST CALM THE FUCK DOWN secondly the lyrics are really good and theyre good to overthink and read into thirdly the chorus is great fhjdjs

okay i could go on forever and in a lot more detail about more songs but ill end it here i hope you enjoyed LMAO

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mockingbirdshymn · 2 years ago

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giving camp camp characters a favorite song(s)

specifically camp campbell campers because i dont know enough about the other chaacters to really get a grasp of what their music tastes would be, and david and gwen are enigmas to me

preston: meant to be yours from heathers the musical. he appreciates everywhere at the end of time, too though, and the symbolism behind it. he's a big "what's the hidden meaning of this song" kinda guy. he definitely is the type for horribly romantic songs, i hear a symphony by cody fry and dramatic songs like that, and every single song from every single musical he's ever seen.

harrison: viva la vida by coldplay is his favorite song. it's probably his ringtone too. he likely listens to it on loop while doing homework. i like to think he likes the good part, 100 bad days, karma, and bud like you by ajr as well as high hopes by panic! at the disco, though. he probably really likes those songs but is the type to look into what other songs his favorite artists have made, so hes stuck listening to only those songs from ajr/panic! at the disco/coldplay.

nerris: tavern background audio music from youtube. you would think she was joking but she listens to it in their free time. just sitting there listening to wordless medevil tavern/festival music. they probably like critical hit by ghost mice too.

max: loved by fein. it's edgy but he'd blast it. he probably liked mccafferty before mccafferty turned out to be a shit human being. he likes the front bottoms and set it off too, but loved by fein takes the cake. he probably celebrated when mcr got back together, too.

nikki: doesn't often listen to music with words- it distracts her easily and she doesn't focus well with lyrics. so she usually listens to karaoke versions of songs.

neil: video game osts, minecraft, undertale, random obscure underground games, he has a playlist.

space kid: he likes whatever songs his mom likes. plain white ts, taylor swift, all of it. he hasn't branched out to many types of music other than what he's heard his whole childhood.

dolph: he's open to any types of music, but because he's literally nine years old (in my hc at least!!), he hasn't discovered many songs besides what comes on the radio in the car when he goes to school.

ered: similarly to max, she likes set it off and mcr, but she also likes rare americans (ryan & dave being her favorite) and lincoln (person who made saint bernard and smokey eyes)

nurf: i dont like him im going to add him in every one of these "giving camp camp characters X" lists just so i can make that clear. nurf hate club. eggs benefits ruined him for me im sorry

#i know i spelled medevil wrong but autocorrect isnt helping me this time #please ignore my dyslexic ass #camp camp #cc nerris #cc harrison #cc preston #cc space kid #cc dolph #cc nurf #cc max #cc nikki #cc neil #cc ered #this is all my interpretation btw #gonna hope i used the word enigma right #music taste #idk what to tag this as

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shellshockedgay · 3 years ago

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Lyric Correction

Reader: Non-binary (they/them)

Summary: Raph has never heard you sing before. Luckily, he got to stay at your house (while your parents are away).

Warnings: Swears, singing, probably second-hand embarrassment, shit writing and horrible confessions. CRINGY.

Raphael had a very specific music preference. Anyone who was close to the gritty turtle knew it differed greatly from his brothers. Mikey loved pop music made by anyone with a pulse, Leo loved his emo shit (with the exception of Micheal Bublé), Donnie was into base boosted techno like the coffee-addicted nerd he is- but Raph LOVED heavy metal.

Day in, day out, he'd be blasting his favorite songs in his bedroom while reading his comics or playing said songs on his own drum set. Music was important to him, not as important as it was to Mikey, but pretty important. It helped him relieve stress, and we all know he carries all his stress in his shell right next to his hatred for the Kraang, but beneath his excessive amount of rage.

Naturally, Raph needed a friend who shared a music type. He found that friend through Casey and he met you through Casey, so it was a win-win! Even if you guys didn't share the same music, he absolutely loved listening to yours. Yours didn't piss him off........ Even if you liked some of the exact same songs as his brothers.

It just... Didn't bother him! He figured that just meant you two got along, really well! Eventually, he gained feelings, as anyone else would have. Of course, he didn't tell you that or his brothers. Raph would never live it down- especially with how he treated Donatello and his "tiny" crush on April.

And the turtle really didn't want to risk losing everything he had with you, considering you guys had a bit more uncommon than just a love for music and you accepted him for him. Poor dude was so trapped in his own feelings, he even loved screaming out the lyrics of your shared favorite songs, even if you never joined in.

The only problem was... He'd never heard you sing before.

He'd seen you tap your foot and him quietly along, you two have danced clumsily together, he'd seen you attempt to play his drums and even swipe Leo's guitar. But not a single note passed your lips, he'd found himself staring at them enough to know.

Raph had tried everything. When Raphael came over to your apartment, he'd kinda hang out in the hallway by your bedroom to see if he could sneak you humming, but damn it, he never got it.

Not until he woke up today. He realized he'd fallen asleep in the beanbag chair nestled in the corner of your bedroom. He stood up, with difficulty the ninja would never admit out loud, and did a quick stretch.

Once his bones were done popping, he followed the music that was blasting in the kitchen. He made sure to be quiet in case it was your guardians but froze in the kitchen. He saw you, right in your dorky pajamas, singing-

Wait.

His green eyes widened almost comically wide over what he was hearing. You were almost pitch-perfect and swaying your hips to the tune blasting from your phone speaker on the counter. Raph stopped exactly where he stood. A grin spread across his lips. He covered his mouth with his hand to avoid chuckling over how in the absolutely adorable you were.

The song inparticular was one you two had listened to almost on repeat every time you two hung out alone. It was one of his favorites and he'd made it your ringtone, just for you. But hearing you, sing it, right now, made it so much more special.

"Ya know.." he interrupted you with a chuckle as he finally walked into the kitchen, where you stood making breakfast, "You're getting the lyrics wrong."

Raph burst out into chuckles at the squeal of terror you let out. He walked over to you and hopped up on the island in the middle of your kitchen and smirked, resting his elbows on his knees.

"You.. You weren't supposed to hear that.." You said, pausing the music. You were hoping he couldn't see your blush or your embarrassment, but he could and he wouldn't tell you that.

"Eh, that's ok! I think you're a great singer, (N/n)." the red banded turtle shot you a wink, but his smile dropped when you looked down at your feet. Had he said something wrong? He climbed off the island and turned the burner off to avoid your eggs from burning. "Hey, you ok? I didn't upset ya, did I?"

"No, no, of course not! I'm just kinda shy." you rung your hands together, still avoiding his gaze. No point in bearing around the bush, he really liked that. He put a hand on your shoulder.

"Well, duh. That's pretty obvious. Your face is bright red." Raph poked your cheek, a smirk stretched wide across his face. "Eh, you shouldn't be, you're pretty damn good." He moved the hand on your shoulder to wrap around them both and pull you to his side. "Can I hear some more?"

Raph's bright eyes watched you're face while you chocked on spit. He loved messing with you like this, especially when your fiesty side was being drowned by your embarrassment.

"Eh, it's like a concert, you should be able to handle it. Right, tiger?"

Before you could say no, Raph was releasing you and swiping your phone off the counter. He typed in your password, went straight to your music player and found the song he figured would fit your range, not that he had any idea what it was.

You looked down at the tiles under your sock covered feet while the song played in the nearly empty kitchen. Raph set the phone down.

"No pressure." He said after a minute of you hesitating. He held his breath while you took some in. Your eyes were glued to your fuzzy socks while you sang quietly to the verse playing.

Raph's entire body tensed.

You sounded just as good as he thought you would-as he thought you did. He thought he was hearing shit in the hallway-like his crush was just making you sound better. He watched your face closely, his own face starting to get warm, despite being cold blooded.

Yup, he was smitten with you. He was doomed. He interrupted your song, grabbing your hands and pulling you close to him. He wrapped his arms around your waist, his chin landing on your shoulder as he hugged you.

"See? Nothing but fucking talent." The turtle could feel your pounding heart beat and it was almost in sync with his own. Without thinking, he muzzled himself into your neck, taking in your scent. You always smelled like your amazing shampoo. Raph would buy the scenf as a candle.

"Raph?" You're voice was quiet and still shaky.

"Hmm?"

"I.. Uh-" You were hesitating again- he really wished you wouldn't. He loved hearing you talk your mind about everything. The turtle loved late night rambles with you.

"Why are you hugging me for so long?"

His muscular arms tightened around you. He let out a soft chuckle, nuzzling his snout deeper against your skin. "Because I really like you. Why?" his voice was smooth like better and the chuckle that followed after made goosebumps spread over your skin. He could feel them on your arms.

Around you, he always felt bold. He felt comforted and heard and understood. He had no reason to fear you, not anymore. Fuck the consequences of dating a human.

"Well, I was just curious." Your arms finally wrapped around his shell and he just bathed in your warmth. He couldn't stop smiling. "And.. And I like you too."

#tmnt raphael x non binary reader #tmnt raphael #tmnt raph 2012 #tmnt raphael x male reader #tmnt raph x male reader #tmnt raph x non binary reader #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2012 x male reader #tmnt 2012 x non binary reader

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