#withy tag

[queerofthedagger]

one of those days

[kassiaactuallydraws]

Thinking about the Wistim Swap Au again sooo long post time!

I made more picrews of human Withy, Endy, Jeb and Ron using this picrew:

I'm going to show them off and then explain what I've made of them

I'm a Withy with glasses truther

I like to imagine he becomes stronger as the story progresses but his body never reflects it. He's forever stuck looking like a twig (Or a skeleton C:)

His skin and clothes (Even tho you can't see it very well due to the cloak) look like they are always packed with mud. You can thank Steve for that one.

Instead of building The Cube, I imagine he probably tried to build some sort of castle to use as a base. Its quality is debatable.

He started his adventure after he left his village out of a belief that "they were holding him back from his true potential"

He's convinced he's destined for greatness (He's not)

Very active, to Steve's dismay

(While I'm at him, I'm going to mention Steve's deal in the Au too. Sorry I don't have an image but I'm still working on a drawing)

Steve is a demon here. I'm not sure if his realm will really be the Nether like it is to Withy in canon but eh, maybe he owns the Soul Sand Valleys.

He's VERY lazy, even more than canon. He's got overwhelming power so not a lot of people can force him to do anything.

His body is made out of mud and sand and earthly materials. He can turn liquid at will and will do so when he feels like relaxing.

Despite what you would expect, he's surprisingly easy to entertain. Sadly, Withy is not really up to performing any of the tasks Steve likes to spectate as he thinks they're lame.

Steve's capable of jumping from one entity to another, essentially hitching rides on their bodies. (Still stripping innocent animals out of their free will lmao) That's very likely how Withy got him stuck inside his; Withy was trying to kill something that just so happened to be Steve's unwilling host so he just jumped ship unto his body.

Maybe it turns out that Steve's always been able to leave? (Unlike Alex) But just doesn't bc unlike his previous hosts, this one actually does a really good job fending off threats so he doesn't have to invest much energy into keeping the body alive.

Withy is APPALLED when he finds out but refuses to let himself die just to get rid of Steve

Steve's hosts gain dirty and unkempt appearances from his presence which Withy HATES bc how could someone on His level be forced to look like this???

I can't remember who said Endy would be poc but you're so right

She would wear so much jewelry no matter how cumbersome it gets

Withy's only friend back in the village and upon hearing about his plans of leaving, decides to leave with him

She doesn't really think that he'll make it big like he says he will but hey, she's got nothing better to do and if he somehow does, she can brag that she was alongside him the entire journey!

Responsible for Withy's hair having braids in it sometimes (His hair texture doesn't really allow it but she will try)

Leaves to do tasks so she doesn't have to deal with the weirdo that followed them (When did he even arrive?)

Will throw him if he gets too close

Jeb isn't really seen by his 2 siblings very often but they are usually close to where he is.

Followed Endy and Withy when they embarked on their adventure

Convinced Endy's in love with him (Ew)

Plays the banjo

Will pick up critters like frogs or dogs when he sees them

Not allowed to be on his own anymore after the last time when he was left alone for a few hours and came with a child

He claims to not have noticed the kid was there until Endy pointed him out

Nobody really wants to take care of the kid so he's the one who usually keeps him out of trouble

And Endy has to keep watch over them too, as they'll get in worse trouble if she doesn't

Ron's like 8 in this Au? At least that's how I picture him but nobody really knows. Not even him

Just kinda appeared one day. Will just answer "I dunno" when asked where he came from

Doesn't have many clothes so Jeb usually lends him some. You can see him running around in oversized jackets due to this

Gets lost easily and someone usually has to go fetch him from where he wandered off

No matter how hard the group might try to keep him clean, he'll always have leaves and flowers on him. Usually they'll be on his hair

Despite his size, he's surprisingly tough. He's pretty strong too for his age, in a bit of scary way if you were to ask the group

Will get very quiet if you ask about his scars. He doesn't like to talk about where he got them.

(They were from a failed ritual by Hero. After losing most of his power on a battle, he was trying to find a body to possess and take revenge with. He missed an ingredient tho, so now he's stuck in the back seat of Ron's mind. Upon noticing Steve and Alex's presence on Withy's head, he convinced Ron to stay with the group to try and find a good opportunity to steal power from them.)

Hero insists Ron doesn't bring him up to the others, which Ron manages for the most part.

I imagine their dynamic to be sort of like this vine

(That's what you get for picking a child as your host, Hero)

Hero used to be a fire/lava entity but upon losing his power, became a smoke/ghost-like entity instead. He had to find a host to not dissapear entirely.

I'm just realizing I completely neglected to mention Alex (I'M SORRY GIRL) so here's what I've got

She's definitely a beast type of monster. Imagine like a lion type of thing but bigger and stronger.

She probably used to live in the jungle and terrorize whatever villages made the mistake of settling too close to her territory.

Maybe she hates Steve for his interfering with one of her hunts? Maybe one of his hosts was passing by and managed to act as a distraction for her prey to escape

Or maybe he somehow killed her grandfather in this Au too

Who knows

She ends up in Withy's head after he kills her as part of his self-imposed quest. She will incite him to get into bigger and more dangerous situations

That's all I've got for now c: This Au is really fun to me but idk how in-character some of these ideas are •^•

Pstl fandom, let me know your thoughts plsss I wanna talk about this Au more

[solar4seekstron]

You know what- I'm going to be an evil man. Can I request for TFA Oppie. He getting cockblocked (spikeblocked?) with his counjux reader on their long-awaited private date, thanks to, of course, the Decepticons deciding to wreck the city....again.

I….LOVE THIS!!! HAHAHA!!!!!

Spikeblocked

TFA!Optimus Prime x Cybertronian!GN!Reader Oneshot

Content: 18+

Introduction Movies/Series Oneshot Masterlist

TW/Tags: Almost smut scenes, make out scenes, fluff, OP and reader are couple goals. Bee is adopted in this universe, Sari is their baby too idc that she has a human dad, I think that’s all?

You and Optimus Prime have been together for a very long time. You both dating while at the academy. You helped him build up his team. And was there to comfort him and the team whe you all got stuck on the planet called Earth. It was not always fun. Having to fight decepticons at times and such.

One night as you both sat on the sofa watching the tv in the main room. Optimus was a bit….bored to say the least.

The other bots were out to watch a drive through theater. And Sari should be at school.

It was just you and him right now. He sat on the sofa withi his legs spread. His arm around you as you leaned against his frame. Your helm ontop of his chest. A cervo on his chest. His other cervo resting on his thigh as your other cervo rests on your own lap. Watching a movie about a super hero recommended by Sari

Optimus glanced down at you at would look back and forth at you and teh tv. Then his helm turning to look around to be fully sure you both are alone. Then looking back at you.

”Hey uhh Sweetsaprk. You know it’s been a while since me and you have had our…”alone” time since our last time before the decepticons attack.”

You’d sit up a bit to look at him. And look around before looking back at him. “We are having alone time Optimus.” You responded as he chuckled. His cervo resting on the middle of your back.

“Well yes. But what I mean sweetspark is um…it’s been a while since we had intimate moments.”

You stared at him trying to process his words. “Y-you when we bonded and all…before.” He was nervous. Yiu’d then have a soft smile on your dermas as one of your cervos gently holds the side of his helm. Then as you face him.

Sitting on his thigh again but your legs on both side of his thigh. You knee against his panel as he stared down at you blushing you.

As both of your dermas connect as both of his cervos rest on your waist. The movie drowning out your kisses. As you both closed your optics. Your arms wrapped his his neck.

As you both continued he gently grabbed your thigh and moved it to the other side of his hip. Both of your panels and and frames against each other. Both of your chests against each other. You make out session slowly getting more heated.

As you both open your panels and he was about to lift you up against his body to place you ontop of his spike. You both are startled by a little girl yelling.

”Optimus!!!! Y/N!!!!!” It was Sari. Optimus groaned in the kiss before you both pulled away. You getting off as you both close your panels.

You sitting next to him instead of on his lap or thigh. ”We’re in the living room kiddo.”

He was pretty disappointed. You placing a cervo on his chest as you give him a soft smile. He did have a bit of a frown but that went away once you give him a kiss on the cheek as Sari made her way to you two.

”Hey guys. School was out early today! Mind if i watch with you guys and stay over? Me and Bumblebee want to watch a movie!”

”What kind of movie Sari?” Optimus asks as you gently picked her up and setting her between you both. “Oh you know the one with the clown and red balloon. I was able to get it on dvd after saving up every week from my allowance!”

She took out the DVD. You looked it over as Optimus looks it over in the World Wide Web in his processors. “Sari, this movie says R-Rated.”

”So I can handle it. I’m a bigger girl now that I got my upgrade. I’m even taller no that has to mean something!” After Optimus did his research. You both sigh closing your optics before looking back at Sari as she stared up at you two with a big smile on her lips. You’d hand her dvd back as smiled.

”Alright. Since you’re such a big girl now. I suppose it will be alright to watch it”

”YES! Thanks mom!”

She runs off. Not realizing what she said as she ran off to Bees rooms. You sit there dumbfounded. “Sweetspark? Are you alright?”

”she…she called me…Mom.” You almost teared up. Optimus placing his cervo on your shoulder. “Um I think she meant parents?” Only for you to cover his mouth as you looked at him with tearful optics.

”Who cares about gender norms! She loves meee.” You cried with tears of joy. Optimus comforting you with a small smile as the other boys come in from their night out.

———————————————————————————

Later that night you and Optimus shared a berth in one of the rooms. And so as you both read the latest news back on Cybertron. Optimus thought about earlier as he glanced at you. The idea returning as and so he smiles. Leaning closer to your audio sensors as he whispers.

Causing you to giggle. His cervo grabbing the data pad you had and tossing it off the berth as he gently held your waist and as his dermas connect with yours. His upper frame a bit over yours as you laid back.

Your cervos holding the back of his head as one of his arms supports him up and the other remains on your waist.

Starting another make out session. “You sure we’ll be fine?” You asked between kisses.

”mmmph yeah we’ll be fine, everyone is busy.” He also says between kisses.

The room is just full of both of your kisses as he reaches to wrap one of your legs around his waist until you both hear a knock. Causing Optimus to groan. “Yes?” He said in a more annoyed tone.

Him sitting off not really on you anymore. You sitting up as well as you both look at the door as it opens. It was Bee and Sari shaking as they had tears in their eyes and optics. “The movie scare you two?” Optimus asks as he crossed his arms. You setting a cervo on his thigh to calm him as Bee and Sari walked closer as the door closes behin them.

”Can uh we stay with you guys? W-with the lights on?”

”P-please.” You and Optimus looked at each other. He could never say no to your smile. And so he nodded. Bee and sari climbing into berth laying between you guys. Bee next to Optimus as Sari is next to you.

The four of you started talking until you all eventually fell asleep. Optimus having his arm wrap around the three of you. Holding you all together as the night carries on.

———————————————————————————-

The next morning as you and Optimus made energon breakfast for the others. Optimus spoke of his and your date tonight so they are to not be disturbed.

The others agreed and a location for you and primus was set. You both then carrying on with your day with patrolling. Later that night you and Optimus drive to a restaurant the humans in the city created for you both.

You two have saved the city many times before. It’s the least they can do.

And so as the date carries on. You and Optimus flirting and making conversation. His cervo over yours on the giant “Table” that’s really just a small building. You both had to stand but it was all worth it.

As you both speak you don’t know what’s to come. After some time you both started leaning closer to as he continues to flirt with you. But before your dermas connect you both instantly open your optics as you both hear an explosion at thr forest.

You and Optimus groan and take out your weapons as you both made your way to the decepticons.

And so a fight in-sues. You two both end up being very busy for a good while throughout the night. Once you two made your way to back to base. Saying hi to everyone and catching them up.

You and Optimus go to sleep. Cuddling each other. Both completely exhausted.

Maybe the next date. Will be it..

My poor OP man If any of you got funny ideas for more spikeblocked Optimus let me know in the comments and I can create a part two! As always I hope you guys enjoyed and that I met the expectations. As always a repost is appreciated and I’ll see you guys in the next one!

[ughdontbeboring]

Let Me In

Smoke X Black/WoC Reader X Stack (👀😮‍💨🥵)

A night at the speakeasy that changes y’all lives forever

warnings: uh angst? and twin Mike’s lol (I wish there was smut but maybe once I see the movie idk)

( SONG FROM SOUNDTRACK BY MY FAV MUST LISTEN 😭

so I just had to come back here and update with a song by Tanrélle for the soundtrack!! I just heard it and it soooo the soundtrack for this scene I wrote OMG I CANT DEAL )

side note: not sure if I even wrote that out correctly but the twins share reader there is no incest in the pairing. I thought about this late at night after seeing the trailer that just dropped and yea lol I haven’t been in Mike’s fanfic section in a while and all my Killmonger fics I never post so funny enough without the movie even being out this is my first fic for Mike ever posted.

I may follow up and do more after the movie drops and I see more of their personalities only time will tell. I’m def playing around with something a little prequel just to show their dynamic a bit but again time will tell 🥵

it’s so early on idk what to even tag this 😭 is anyone even reading this now or are we waiting on the movie to drop??

❤️💙

Smoke stood there yelling trying to calm down the group of hysterical night goers who now found themselves in an impossible situation. A situation that shouldn’t be a reality but let the old tales tell it, it was just as true. 

And now your small group of survivors is finding that out. 

The lively party under the moon light quickly taking a turn after unwanted guests arrived odd and full of smiles. 

It started with that Mary woman who had flirted her way in. She was out of place here and maybe that’s why Stack seemed so intrigued. He never could turn down a mystery, your wild boy.

Now there was no way out that any of you could see just yet but you knew Smoke would think of something, he always did.

Pearl wailed in front of everybody, her body shaking uncontrollably as the other women rushed surrounding her, trying to give some comfort.

You seen Delta take that moment to approach Smoke who was deep in thought, closer to the front door than anyone else. That far away look on his face when he was racking his brain for a solution. 

The realization that Stack had become a night creature, a vampire from the folklore of time immortal, from tales stretching across the world in different cultures, different languages was unfathomable. He had become whatever they were and it was settling into the group with dread. 

But none more devastated than Smoke and you. 

Now while Smoke was thinking of this with the rationality of surviving you just couldn’t accept this. 

“Smoke what we gon’ do without Stack?” Delta tried to whisper. He was unsuccessful because you could still hear him even with the group of women between y’all. 

You feel the room spinning again and you just need a moment. Hearing him speaking of Stack in that way had the air rushing from your lungs. No not Stack. You thought. Not like this. 

You know Smoke said for everyone to stay together and away from the walls, the doors, the windows any part of the foundation but you just need a moment because you feel like you can’t fucking breathe. 

Everyone is occupied when you slip away silent in your kitten heels you had choose for the night, your careful to not make noise with your form fitting dress that’s decorated with beadwork at the hem. All night the dress had swayed and shinned in the low lit speakeasy. You had danced all night your dress adding its own sound to the lively music with the heavy beadwork while switching between the strong arms of your boys during every song when the other wasn’t busy. 

Stack danced with you and Smoke would just hold you and kinda sway as you danced on him. Ever the serious one. 

You find yourself in the smaller back room that’s used for storage with a back entrance. Even though you needed a moment the small space was quickly becoming suffocating causing your grief and disbelief to swell within you. It choked you. Now you felt like you were standing out in the fields on a hottest summer Mississippi day. You felt like you were dying.

You quickly realized you were hyperventilating. You needed air. 

Over your deep breathing you hear softly yet unmistakably beyond the door “It’s ok baby”. Your blood goes cold and your body freezes. 

“Stack?” You question softly as your eyes start to water while staring straight ahead of you. 

“Yea, it’s me baby” He says in his familiar thick accent. 

“Ho-how?” You stutter in disbelief. How’d he know you were back here? Out of everyone it could have been how’d he know it was you? Was he alone? So many questions ran through your head without ever making it to your lips.

“Baby I knew it was you. Don’t cry babygirl just open the door fo’ me” He coo’s softly. 

“I-I can’t” you replied sounding even unconvinced to your own ears. It feels wrong to deny him. 

“Why? Baby I don’t wanna be out here no more all alone. let me in so I can get away from these crazy crackers” He mutters a little bit impatiently. That bit wasn’t your Stack. Stack out of the both of them always was patient with you, it was almost sickening how he caved for you. 

His patience’s with you gave people the false hood of a saint when his reality was he could flip in a moment. Just like Smokes quietness and how gentle he was with you gave people a false impression of calm man. They were both ticking time bombs on any given day, at any moment. 

“And it’s really you Stack?” You ask again begging your mind to believe what your heart does. That he’s still in there somewhere. 

It’s quiet for a moment before he's able to muster an almost forced reply. “Of course-“

“The hell you doing?” You hear barked behind you in that deep Mississippi drawl. 

It’s not even seconds later when you feel his presence behind you and his large hand gripping your arm yanking you slightly back.

“It’s Stack! We have to help him! Let him in! Please Smoke!” You beg facing the other half of your heart, staring up into Smokes eyes. You seen the anger and the hurt swirling in the deep brown.  

“It ain’t him!” He yells down at you as he towers above you. His handsome face menacing as always. 

You’re not sure if everyone had come back with Smoke or if they’re just getting there but you feel everyone’s eyes on you. You know they must think you crazy. You seen what everyone else outside the speakeasy did to eachother yet here you are begging for Smoke to find a way to save Stack, bring him back to you.

“Oh come on now no fighting with our babygirl, just open up fo’ me twin” Stack taunts from the other side of the door. 

The sound of his voice has you staring at the door with your conviction growing before Smoke is pulling your attention back to him. 

“Aye. Hey baby look at me that’s not Stack. Not no more” He tries again with concern flickering in his eyes. He’s not sure what will happen if he can’t get you to accept it. His stomach turns with the thoughts of all the possibilities. He can’t loose you too. Not now not never. 

“Please! Please I can’t-I can’t leave him out there!! He’s not safe” You begged staring up at him. Your eyes pleading with him to understand. 

But that flicker of concern is quickly extinguished by the anger that replaces it in his brown eyes. He’s shaking you as he turns you to face him. He needs you to understand.

He yells your name full of anger. “You’re not safe if you let him in! He’ll kill you and everyone else in this fucking place!” He roars at you. 

It’s starting to dawn on Smoke he may have to take more precautions if you don’t show him you’ve accepted what has happened to Stack.

You’re not sure why he allows it or if you’ve just caught him off guard but you yank your arm away and move near the door. 

You can feel the tension in the room at your sudden proximity to the door. There’s a small opening in the door just about your eye level in your short heels. It’s about the length of your middle finger and horizontal. 

“Stack pl-please baby please tell me it’s really you. You’re still my Stack, right?” You beg softly as you stare at Stack’s throat that you can see through the opening. Your fingers inching up to right below the hole.  He’s some how closer and your pointer finger ventures outside just barely to run along his full bottom lip. You shudder at the feel of his skin and how it’s something between hot and cool but not warm. It was odd and unsettling.

There’s a long pause and you can feel Smoke slowly move closer to you. 

The silence is deafening to you as your heart starts to pick back up. 

You see him shift a bit and when you crane you neck your able to see his eyes. You couldn’t see Stacks eyes before, not this close anyway since he changed.

They’re grey almost sliver and mostly lifeless, the brown warmth from them missing. But the guilt that flickers across them fans the embers of your hope. 

What is said next is so soft you almost don’t hear it if it wasn’t for the view you also had of his lips with the way he’s tilted his eyes to look down at you. 

But the rasp of his voice is unmistakable when he whispers “I love you” 

Your heart can’t take it and even if his eyes are different your Stack is still in there somewhere. Your hand rushes the door handle. 

It’s not Smokes booming voice behind you yelling “NO!” that startles you, it’s the earth shaking bang on the door in-front of you when you can do longer see Stack’s eyes that freezes your movements. Your hand inches from the handle.

The bang comes again as Stack yells “Let me in!”. Your body feels like you were just dumped into the Mississippi during winter. The cold realization settles over you. No he’s not your Stack, not fully at least.

Had he not banged on the door startling you, you would have surly opened it and thrown yourself into his arms. This was his way of showing you, your Stack that was still in there was trying to get through to you over the force that was consuming his body. He was trying to scare you.

The next bang is just as loud and aggressive and it causes you to stumble, falling back, your hands breaking the fall and scraping against the wooden floor as your bottom takes most of the impact. 

Your heart is racing faster than you thought possible as you stare up wide eyed at the door Stack continues to bang against 

“LET ME IN!” 

You feel Smokes rough hands wrap around your waist pulling you up. His arms wrap around you as you snob in your hands. His full soft lips at your neck shhing and comforting you.

“It’s ok baby, gonna be ok, you safe with me” Smoke whispers softly against you. 

They always had their different ways of dealing with you and it just worked having both of them. It wasn’t unusual for Smoke to be so soft with you but it didn’t happen as often as it did with Stack. Smoke was definitely your grumpy one, hardly if ever smiling if it wasn’t for you. 

They both came in your life at the same time sweeping you off your feet without even trying, They both pulled you in in their own way true to their own personalities. When you realize that you couldn’t choose you decided you would walk away, and they refused to let you go. They decided it was only right to share you with boundaries in place over loosing you. It was by far nothing any of you had experienced before or would have been willing with anyone else. But here the three of you were years later. You never looked back. 

“You and your man could be together and even better if you come out or let us in little lady” It’s another voice the room full of people hear, his voice, the white man who brought this hell to their little speakeasy paradise.

“Such a pretty pretty thing, we’d make you a queen” he continues with a groan almost like he was thinking of how your blood would taste or maybe even more sexual thoughts. Either way it caused you to shudder in Smokes arms pressing more into him. 

You know you aren’t mistaken when you hear a familiar growl. It’s not him it’s Stack. The sound causes your stomach to turn a bit knowing that’s the part of him that’s still Stack. He was always so jealous it was a wonder he was able to handle the relationship of 3. Even turning didn’t seem to change that in him. It was a sound you heard many many times before. A man any man would be beat within an inch of his life for disrespecting Stack or Smoke by gazing upon you for a moment too long. 

You’re not sure if you should be happy or devastated by the realization. Apart of you wants to be with him, be whatever he is now. Stay by his side like he had always been by hers. 

But then you feel the warm squeeze of Smoke’s arms behind you and his hands turning you into his chest as the tears you didn’t notice start again keep falling. 

Smoke’s large hands grab your face softly and his thumbs wipes the tears away. You couldn’t give up, not when you still had your Smoke. You had to fight for him even if that meant letting go of Stack or whatever Stack had become. 

His face is close to yours making you hold eye contact. 

“Shh baby m’ here, you safe. Just stay here with me” He says watching you, you nod finally giving him some relief you’re starting to accept this night and the twisted turn of fate. “If that was still Stack he’d want you safe baby. We both know that. He’d want you safe and with me.”

You shake your head in understanding but it doesn’t stop the tears. He leans in to softly kiss them away. 

“We gon’ be good. Ight baby? I got you.” He promises holding your eyes in place with the conviction in his. 

And you believe him. Not matter how impossible the situation seemed you believed him to always come through for you. 

“Did y’all hear that? Where’s that coming from” Delta panics leaving the room to search for the source. 

You steal a glance back and notice that Stack is still staring through the opening as Smoke pulls you away. 

“I love you” you whisper back with a finale look before turing into Smoke’s embrace as he leads you safely away from the temptation of his twin. 

Smoke knows that Stack is still in there somewhere but his bloodlust seems to be his main controller and  he can’t let you hold out on hope and get yourself killed or worse turned trying to prove your love. Trying to prove Stack is still in there. 

So he keeps you close as possible as they enter the main room following the rest of the group. 

“I love you Smoke” you say softly as you stop and look up at him. 

Smoke knows you do just as much as you love Stack, you’ve never shown favorites. He loves you more than he’ll ever be able to say, you both know that. After tonight though he might have to work on being able to tell you just how much he does. 

Smoke doesn’t care what happens tonight as long as he gets you safely away from this. Not only for himself but for Stack too. 

❤️💙

[allthecanadianpolitics]

The federal Liberals are trying to ensure gun-control legislation makes its way through committee soon by asking the House of Commons for the green light to limit debate and expand the bill’s scope to cover new elements.

The move came Monday as the Liberals announced the renewal of their multimillion-dollar program to fight gang violence and gun crime.

A motion introduced in the Commons would ensure recent amendments to the gun-control bill are within the scope of the legislation, including a definition of assault-style firearms to be prohibited in the future.

The motion would also limit the time devoted to consideration of each clause or amendment, and ensure additional committee time during the evening to scrutinize the bill. [...]

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Tagging: @politicsofcanada

[clairelsonao3]

5 Songs You Actually Listen to Tag Game (Holiday Version) plus a whumpy song bonus!

RULES: When you get this you have to put 5 songs you actually listen to, then tag 10 people!! (Not necessarily holiday songs, I'm just choosing to take it in that direction for this post!)

@thebejeweledwatercat (post here) tagged me in this one, and given the season and my general year-round obsession with music, I decided it made sense to do a holiday version to help narrow it down. And also so I can be totally nerdy and annoying by choosing 5 holiday songs off my dozens of obscure seasonal playlists! (If you HAVE heard of and/or listened to any of these songs, step right up and get your gingerbread cookie!)

I generally use Spotify to link to music, but many of these are so obscure they aren't on Spotify. Many of them originate from growing up with my dad, who in turn was obsessed with obscure Christmas music before I was, and who not only played his mixtapes on car trips to see our relatives in Duluth, Minnesota every year around the holidays, but actually had a seasonal side gig appearing on local radio stations as their seasonal Dr. Demento. And thus the cycle continues.

To all of you there

From all of us here

Capitol sends a bundle of cheer

Capitol is goin' to town!

This is exactly what it sounds like: a very hastily produced 1945 Christmas promo of "Santa Claus is Comin' to Town" with the lyrics changed courtesy of Johnny Mercer and a group of the label's artists and other random staffers from the Capitol Records office, many of whom get name-checked in the song.

Perhaps part of the reason my dad turned out how he did is because he grew up in the one and only Christmas City of the North (TM): Duluth, Minnesota. The song (another promo, I can't help it!) was originally recorded by Merv Griffin in 1962 for the KBJR Christmas City Parade. I don't know if it actually increased holiday tourism to the city at the time, but it certainly paid off 50 or so years later.

Up on the hilltops pick on an icicle

Chew it while you slide to fun below

Down in midtown people are nicicle

Come this Christmas to the Christmas City I'll go

As some may not know, there's a whole cavalcade of lovable Christmas characters who failed in their attempts to become the next Rudolph or Frosty, from Suzy Snowflake to Santa Mouse to Lil Elfy (the elf who, of all things, was just TOO small) to Lil Klinker ("the pup who woke Santa up").

But none beats Jingle-O the Brownie, the OG Elf on the Shelf, 50 years or so before that was a thing. You can't convince me any different.

Now Jingle-O, he makes a trip each day in his red rocket ship

Around the world to see if you've been being good or bad

He's got a great big magic eye that watches you from in the sky

And when he sees you acting mean poor Jingle-O is sad

I probably could do a whole separate post on whumpy Christmas songs alone. But for now, I'll let you choose: Do you want the one about Baby Jesus killing innocent children for refusing to play with him and then being beaten by Mary with a withy switch as punishment?

So he made a bridge of beams of the sun

And over the river ran he

And after him ran these rich young lords

And drowned they all three

Or do you want the one about the guy who drives drunk, crashes into a cop car, nearly kills himself, gets thrown in jail after apparently receiving no medical treatment whatsoever, then is further tortured by being forced to listen to people happily celebrating the holiday outside of his cell?

Got rocks in my head

Wish I was dead

Ain't gonna drink and drive no more

And BONUS!

OR do you want the one about two Irish ne'er-do-wells who encounter a couple of army recruiters on a Christmas morning walk by the seaside, and instead of entertaining their pro-military-industrial-complex bullshit, choose to beat them half to death with a shillelagh?

I know it says to tag 10 people, but I'm just gonna OPEN TAG it and let people chime in if they want.

Merry Christmas if you do Christmas, and Season's Greetings and Happy New Year to all!

[mysimsloveaffair]

Song of the Day

tag 9 people you would like to get to know/catch up with

I was tagged by @igglemouse! Thanks so much

last song: Black Folks by Tank and the Bangas

last show: BattleBots, Animal Kingdom

currently watching: Succession

currently reading: A Feast For Crows by George R.R. Martin (audio book)

current obsession: Designing crochet dolls

Tagging the first 9 people from my dash: @tulipsimss | @stargazer-sims | @browntrait | @windslar | @moocha-muses | @nikatyler | @helloavocadooo | @ts4-simpals | @simaddiction

[miss-miaumiau]

TAG GAME - FAVOURITES

Colours

black, grey pastel black, bordeaux, purple, violet, navy, teal, dark green, antique silver, antique gold

Gemstones

emerald, malachite, lapislazuli, amethyst, ruby, garnet, rose-quartz, moonstone, opal, amber

Flowers

rose, lily, lavander, orchids, sunflower

Animals

felines, wolves, spitz dogs, birds of prey, corvides, cetaceans, cephalopods, tube worms, tardigrades

Mythical Creatures

Ainur, Elves, Sphinxes, Phoenixes, Mermaids

Food

asian & mediterranean cuisine, spicy food

Beverage

still water, tea (preferably green), coconut juice

Music

Don’t take the listed “genres” too seriously. All those categories, sub-categories and sub-sub-categories seem quite redundant to me - imho, they’re just unnecessarily confusing … but, then again, I’m no music-nerd, after all.

Actually, there is just “Like” or “Don’t Like”, but this list might give you an idea:

Medieval, Renaissance & “Classical”

Walther von der Vogelweide, Guillaume de Machaut, Cantigas, John Dowland,Mozart, Beethoven, Bach, Vivaldi, Rachmaninov, Tschaikovsky, Smetana, Schubert, Chopin, Rossini, Wagner, Sissel Kyrkjebo, Hayley Westenra, Sarah Brightman, Sumi Jo, Vanessa Mae, Thomas Bergersen, Two Steps from Hell, Audiomachine, Howard Shore, Soundtracks, …

(Neo-)Folk

Joan Baez, Esther Ofarim, Ofra Haza, Loreena McKennit, Nolwenn Leroy, Eivør Pálsdóttir, Gudrid Hansdóttir, Cecile Corbel, Enya, Celtic Women, Blackmore’s Night, Versengold, Sumerluft, Annwn, Anois, Garmarna, Arany Zoltan, Noel McLoughlin, Luc Arbogast, Patty Gurdy, Psalteria, Estampie, Dead Can Dance, Faun, Omnia, Skáld, Wardruna, Heilung, Vàli, In Gowan Ring, Hagalaz’ Runedance, Sonne Hagal, Of the Wand & the Moon, Gae Bolg & the Church of Fand, …

“Goth”

Sopor Aeternus, Helium Vola, Qntal, Dargaard, Arcana, Artésia, Ataraxia, Die Verbannten Kinder Evas, Trobar De Morte, Triarii, Wolfsheim, Deine Lakaien, Faith & the Muse, In my Rosary, Kirlian Camera, The Frozen Autumn, The Crüxshadows, VNV Nation, She Past Away, Lebanon Hanover, Siouxsie & the Banshees, Joy Division, The Cure, Clan of Xymox, The Sisters of Mercy, AlienSexFiend, Bauhaus, Lene Lovich, Depeche Mode, …

Metal & Rock

Van Canto, Blind Guardian, Rhapsody, Wisdom, Therion, Nightwish, Edenbridge, Within Temptation, Apocalyptica, Equilibrium, Kamelot, Sabaton, Finntroll, Dimmu Borgir, Ghost, Metallica, HIM, The 69 Eyes, Mono Inc, Subway to Sally, Evanescence, Garbage, Muse, …

Other

Kanon Wakeshima, The Brilliant Green, Onmyou-za, Rin’, Kalafina, Yuki Kajiura, Akiko Shikata, Kokia, Alan Dawa Dolma, Malukah, ShadowCa7, Erutan, Alina Gingertail, Karliene, Peter Hollens, Andra Ariadna, Minniva, Aurora, Lana Del Rey, Cher, The Doors, The Beatles, The Seekers, ABBA, ...

Literature

Fantasy & Sci-Fi

J.R.R. Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, The Silmarillion, Unfinished Tales, etc.

M.Z. Bradley’s Avalon-Novels & Firebrand

J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter

Medieval & Antique Literature, Myth & Folklore

Ovid’s Metamorphoses

The Edda

Nibelungenlied

works of Walther von der Vogelweide

Arthurian Romances (like Erec, Iwein, Parzival, etc.)

Gregorius

Aeneasroman

Iliad & Odyssee

Murasaki Shikibu’s “Genji Monogatari” (the language is really beautiful, but I can’t stand the protagonist)

some Classics

Pride & Prejudice

Wuthering Heights

The Fortunes and Misfortunes of the Famous Moll Flanders

The Picture of Dorian Grey

Dracula

Faust I+II

Macbeth

The Life and Opinions of Tomcat Murr

works of the Brothers Grimm

Siddharta

some "regular" novels

Paulo Coelho’s “The Alchemist”, “Brida”

Nobara Takemoto’s “Shimotsuma Monogatari”

some fanfiction

“Father’s Heart” & “Process of Elimination” by Fern Withy

“Antiquity’s Corollary” by gonnabefamous

biographical books

Mineko Iwasaki’s “Geisha of Gion”

Paramahansa Yogananda’s “Autobiography of a Yogi”

Baird T. Spalding’s “Life and Teachings of the Masters of the East”

interesting non-fiction

such as science-related books / websites

those of a more metaphysical & occult subject matter

or those about more controversial topics, such as Extraterrestrials, so-called “conspiracy theories”, and the like (Problem!? Your loss. I don’t see why I shouldn’t look into these topics. It certainly is interesting, and it’s quite arrogant to assume we have it all figured out. Besides, no one says you have to believe anything you read, but it sure can’t hurt to approach things with a more open mind, and to just look where evidence leads us, when it presents itself.)

~*~

I'm tagging:

@aikoiya, @monkey-li, @mikeilo & @chattegeorgiana

[cringelordofchaos]

ooohh withy cats

@mitski-slope @l1minality @sobeksewerrat @roryheart @xizxles (idk why it won't ever tag you skizzles) @ literally anyone that wants to join ever

YOU FOOLS, you've fallen right into my trap. You thought this post was just an innocent picrew chain, made out of the kindness of my heart, but NO. For you see dear mutuals, it was all a ploy, a ploy to get you comfortable.

I know this may come to a shock to some of you, but it is true. I have a master plan, the end goal? Turn you all into cats. Then, with my army of kittys, I will... ok actually I haven't gotten that far yet, but trust me we'll do something super evil like knock paper off of desks or something.

Now that you have fallen for my scheme, I present to you one of many cat picrews. For I am not turning the frogs gay, I am turning the queers into cats and no one can stop me.

Picrew

Tags // @piney-45 @fizzello @ellalily @championofapollo @cr0w-covered0n-m0ss @x-ca1iber and anyone else who wants to take part

[aligirl1213]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: LAST 1 - MEN'S CARHARTT HEAVYWEIGHT SS POCKET TEE. 3X HOST PICK.

[jromero-pm]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Free People Lock It Up Handcrafted Black Key Holder Lanyard.

[queerofthedagger]

#and YET he is remembered first and foremost as one who LOVED all and hated Morgoth only by @thefollow-spot i know this is my post but do I look like I have the mental stability to go through this again

fingon, who was left behind and abandonend by just about anyone in his family at some point, who died alone because maedhros did not return to him in time either. how many times can you be second choice no matter how little it is about you and not have that fester into bitter, bitter anger. how much worse does it get, at some point, that it isn't even about you but you simply matter less than whatever else was more important just then. how long can you cling to the rationale before you always see everyone with one foot already out of the door. how long can you keep loving and loving and loving despite,until there is nothing left to give. and then keep giving anyway because, after all, you know what it's like to be abandonend

[frontporchconsign]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: New York & Company Bleeker Street Pants Womens Orange Linen Straight Stretch 14.

[starherdselene]

i recognized you from the paper you draw on and i just think that's an amusing thing about me

and now i've followed your art tag

people who have an art tag are cool

oh god I was just thinking "what if people get used to the graph paper I use for my sketch book now I cant change it or else people wouldn't recognize me" HELP

also OH MY GOD THANK YOU !!! My first art tag follower omg ..... *rolls around on the floor*

[amiranim]

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>>>> I am not trying to disturb any of you, and I apologize for tagging you. This post will only see the light of day if I invite you to share it, especially since the silencing has been restricted. Would it be possible to share this post, please? Perhaps it will bring hope and light with your support.

I will not return to Gaza and my destroyed home anytime soon, as I do not own a car and have no one to take me. Therefore, my children and I will remain in the abandoned school, bidding farewell to everyone and watching their joy as they return.

How will I return with my belongings?

My home was completely destroyed, and I have no means of transportation. If I must return on foot, how can I leave behind my children's blankets, sleeping mats, and everything we own?

Frustration consumes me.

I don’t know what I will do on the day of return. It is exhausting and deeply worrying for me and my children.

My campaign is completely halted.

I am considering closing it, but I hope to reach 80,000 to manage my affairs. I want to travel, as I no longer have a home to return to, nor an education to secure my children’s future.

If you can feel what we are going through,

Please help us with your support and give us a chance to start anew.

Donation link: campaign link

[does-existance-exist]

william dafoe? what about will i am da friend :(