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New Audio: Mariaa Siga and Oddy Team Up on Empathetic and Soulful "Immigration"

New Audio: Mariaa Siga and Oddy Team Up on Empathetic and Soulful "Immigration" @mariaasiga @heygroover @romainpalmieri @DorianPerron

If you’ve been frequenting this site over the past couple of years, you’d recall that I’ve spilled quite a bit of virtual ink covering Senegalese-born and-based singer/songwriter, musician and JOVM mainstay Mariaa Siga.  Siga recently collaborated with ODDY and Rascat on an effort that features five distinct versions of the Siga and ODDY co-written tune “Immigration.” Each version showcases…

[captain-habit]

THE FUNERAL PORTRAIT // MAD WORLD

I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad...

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i think this is a good time to confess that whenever im bored i think of scenarios where sdr2 end up in a blank world hub but they're in the komaeda district and need to venture to the mainhub to be transported back to their universe, all the while being shown the various sections of hopeland, my favorites are:

sleepy hills (a field and hills of sleeping komaedas who can finally fucking rest)

roadkill highway (dedicated to all komaedas wanting to drive and maybe crash their cars)

arson alley (for the more pyromaniacs)

dog park (all the dogs, theyy are all safe, hijinks still ensue but the dog doesn't die)

oh and, because i listen to music a lot, the world has random sessions where komaedas are required to either sing or dance or vibe to the music as therapy

which hass lead to the more violent musiic making me think of two komaedas fighting each other in front of sdr2

God I’d love to just see Nagito deck himself in the face lmao

But also when you said the SDR2 crew would need to transverse the komaeda district my first thought was:

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....and then outside of the flamenco and flamenco pop and world musiic that inlcudes every gitano all the way from india to spain and portugal and then the americas, y'all already have copa espanhola which is awesome and exists for years and years and years and it's nothing new.

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[lilbongwater]

musiic: ON

world: OUT

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[evanstanhoney]

Saved(part vii)//Vampire!Shawn

a/n: this is a little shorter than the last, but i want to make this an easy story to read so i broke it up. It’s time for things to get a little crazy ;) 

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There were two more attacks after you sit down with Shawn and all three of you were on edge. Shawn kept asking questions, like a precious kid and you dodged every single one of them. You didn’t know what to say, you didn’t trust yourself to say anything. You were scared, and while you didn’t know exactly what was happening, you had a hunch, and the thought terrified you.

Normally you would stay on campus until Shawn's classes were over and walk back home together. But you had gotten out of classes early, and you just wanted to go home and relax. So you sent Shawn a text, telling him you’d see him at home, and headed out.

You came crashing into your apartment, tripping over a stray sneaker Shawn had left out in front of the door. You let out a loud swear, and then you feel something strange. You look up, and there’s a man standing in your apartment staring out the window, their back to you.

“Hello, Darling.”

The voice is exactly how you’d remembered. The one you’d tried the last eighty years to forget. You wanted to stand up to him, to stand your ground, and get him out of your apartment but you can't. You stand there frozen, throat dry while you watched the man walk around the apartment like it was his own him.

“You were far too easy to find. Thought I taught you better than that.”

You finally find your voice to respond but it comes out far more squeaking than you wanted. “I don’t have a reason to hide.”

“I beg to differ.” He smiles, throwing the magazine he’d been flipping through down, making his way to the kitchen. “Lovely place you’ve got here. Quite cozy.” He’s much too comfortable in your place and you don’t want to even think about how long he’d been there. What all he’d touched or seen, or taken. “I saw the blood bags in the refrigerator. You really...turned over new leaf didn’t you?”

“What do you want, Clyde?”

“Just visiting a friend. Maybe rekindle an old flame.”

Before you even get the chance to respond, a devilish grin spreads across Clyde's face, his eyes locked behind you. “Oh, you’ve got a pet?”  

You don’t even have to look back to know who it’s Shawn. You can feel it’s Shawn and you were petrified.

Shawns moves to you, only in the way a vampire could, putting himself between you and Clyde. You can feel Shawn’s anger radiating through your body, and every part of you wanted to reach out, grab him and help him calm down but you were frozen. You know that he was trying to protect you, play alpha male but now was not the time. The last thing that you needed was a very hormonal Shawn attempting to fight a vampire centuries years older, and stronger than the two of you combined.

“Oh. You’ve made yourself a boy toy. Guess I did teach you something.” His eyes light up at the revolution of Shawn being a vampire, a new toy he can play with.

“Who the fu -”  Shawn spits, but you cut him off before he could get any more out.

Clyde lets out another laugh looking away from Shawn back to you. “I like him. Be sure to keep him around, maybe bring him -”

With the mention of Shawn suddenly you found your voice. You grit your teeth, trying to hold your composure. “Clyde. Go.”

“Alright,” he says calmly, holding up his hands, “ a gentleman knows when he’s overstayed his welcome. I’ll see you around. I quite like it here in little old Laurel Hills.”

As soon as he’s out the door you go to the door making sure to lock it, leaning your head against the door trying to catch your breath. You are not sure if you want to scream or cry. If you’re angry or sad. All you know is that you’re overwhelmed.

When you turn around, Shawn looks like he’s ready to do something incredibly stupid. You pull yourself towards him, wrapping your arms around his waist.

“Shawn, hey - it’s okay.” He doesn’t look at you, eyes glued to the door ready to take off any second. You bring your hands up to frame his face, thumbs rubbing circles on his cheeks in an attempt to calm him down. But you can still feel him, your body vibrating from his anger.

“Bubba.” That gets him to look down at you, eyes going softer, “Look, I’m okay. Everything's okay.” You bring your hand up to his hair, and he rests his forehead against yours, trying to follow your breathing until he finally calms down.

You drag Shawn to sit down on the couch and he immediately pulls you into him, your head on his chest, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist.  You have never seen Shawn like this, and the way he was holding you, it didn’t feel the way it normally did, but it was nice.

You let him cuddle you for the next hour, telling yourself it was for Shawn’s benefit. That having you close makes him feel better, calmer. But you’d be lying to yourself if you said the feeling was not mutual. Right now you needed, the way he’s needed the last two months.  

“Who was that guy?” He whispers into your hair.

“No one.”

Shawn shifts himself a little and makes you look up at him. He looks down at you with eyes, more serious than you’d seen ever seen them, demanding you be honest with him.

“He broke into your apartment and threatened you. Who was he?”

There was no point in lying to him. Shawn would find out the truth eventually, but that didn’t make it any easier.

“His name is Clyde. He’s the one -” you stutter trying to find the words to explain exactly who he was to you.  “he turned me. We were together for a while after that but it just didn’t work out.”

Okay, so you lied. But only a little and by omission, you just weren’t ready to tell him everything. Not yet.

“That’s all? Your ex just decided to break into your place because he what? Wants you back?”

You can feel his anger bubbling up, and it makes you even more anxious.

“Well, not exactly no. It’s complicated.”

“Then explain it to me,” he pleads, giving you the definition of puppy eyes, “I’m tired of you and James hiding things from me.” He stops and takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself. “There is a lot I have to learn and I get that, but like it or not, you dragged me into this the night you found me. So if something's going on, I need to know. You owe me that.”

 You don’t like being reminded of how you came into Shawn’s life. Despite everything that happened how it happened, you are grateful for him now. He makes you happy. You are grateful for him now, and despite everything having him around - he made you happy. But remember what you did, and how he never got a choice because of your mistake, hurts you.

He brings a hand up, gently caressing your cheek, “And, if it's that bad, I want to help. I want to protect you.”

He wants to protect you?

How could Shawn be so perfect? How could he think about protecting you, when you essentially ruined his life and threw him into a world he knows nothing about. Instead of worrying about himself, and being scared of all the new things he’s had to learn, he’s thinking about you. But you can't help but wonder if he’d even be this way, act as interested in you as he did if it weren't’ for the fact that you were his maker? Thay you were sired.

“You’re right. You deserve an explanation, and I’ll give it to you, I will, but can we just not talk about it tonight.” He raises his eyebrow at you, challenging but you really didn’t want to fight “Shawn please.”

“Alright.”

Shawn did not want you out of his sight the rest of the night, always within arms reach and you didn’t mind. Knowing that Clyde could get into your apartment at any time, made you never want to let him go. But you had to at some point.

You pull away from him, and second, you do, he grabs your arm, eye frantic trying to pull you back. You smile down at him and placed a light peck on his cheek.

“I’m just going to change, I’ll be right back.”

He pouts but still lets you go and watches you scurry off to your bedroom.  

Once you're out of sight, you make a dash for the bathroom, pulling your phone out opening your latest text conversation to James.

You: Clyde

James: What?

You: Everything. It’s Clyde he’s back.

James: Shit.

You were fucked.

Completely.

And utterly.

Fucked.

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[emilyplaysotome]

End of Year Appreciation

Inspired by @hifftn‘s list I wanted to do something similar.

2017 was a really crazy year from. I don’t want to say tough or bad, because the challenges I encountered this year have forced me to grow and be a better, smarter version of myself in 2018.

One of my biggest accomplishments in 2017 was writing Down the Voltage Rabbit Hole and sharing it here. When I started it, I was frustrated with my writing projects IRL and was starting to doubt if anyone would want to read anything I wrote. Not only did you guys make me smile every Mon - Fri as I read your comments, but you made me realize that all the folks telling me I’m a “documentary” filmmaker were wrong - I could be so much more than that if I wanted.

It’s because of you guys that I started believing in my writing again. I was able to fail and be creative here in ways I could never have done attached to my name, so thank you.

I am thankful for many of you, so I’ll do this under a cut...

I want to thank @hifftn who was one of the first to start reading and sharing and I appreciate every comment and like and read and comment you’ve ever given me to this day. It means a lot. I also want to thank @nitelotus for being who she is, which is a caring, awesome, creative person. @kingdomzeldaquest for becoming my first voltage friend on here through DTRH as she’d try and guess what would happen before I posted. @untilsmidnight whose comments on my writing never fail to bring a smile to my face. @111archravenue for sharing so much about herself in relation to the stories I post which makes me feel like I’ve done a good job and written something that maters. @mandakatt for being another wonderful reader who always comments. @voltage-trash for being a new reader who encouraged me as I revisit the DTRH-no-voltage-ip reboot when I was considering walking away from the project (I won’t!). @robotloveskitten who encouraged me to write more (even if it wasn’t voltage) and share once DTRH was done. @thesassyscribbler who was one of my first commenters and then caught up on DTRH even though she was so busy! @kitty-kat-ty and @lxvescramble and @rose-of-yonezawa for being so supportive of my Dating Diaries series which has been tough to write...and finally @speakfearlessly1989 who left one of the nicest comments ever on DTRH and who continues to support my stories.

I also want to shout out people who read or have read in the past: @suzunesays @hotcocosharing, @suyi-nandar, @jasminwild, @scorpioslover, @saphirepearl, @evilgreenhedgehog, @musiic-on-world-off, @frywen-babbles, @lexlesnik, @liebengirl, @wickedtiff, @soursloths, @macandcheesy1, @krispycherryblossomchild, @hazeldite, @lone-wolf155, @iluvsexyvoltageguys, @vasl-97, @01paige01, @huntressofsheep, @mrszala, @kiniloves-yoi, @juliettebbgamer, @hotdamnvoltageman, @ticoerica, @lazura, @airashime, @dreamfar628, @venuslively

I’m sure I’ve missed a few folks but for everyone who has liked and commented, you have pushed me through 2017 and made me hopeful for what’s to come in 2018. If you’re tagged in this and haven’t heard from me in a minute and are curious as to what other than DTRH I’ve written, here’s my master post :)

Thank you, and I hope you all have a very happy new year!

[captain-habit]

DEMON HUNTER || JUST BREATHE 

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Sylene Judgements! Reblog with one (1) character per reblog (multiple reblogs allowed) to have the Goddess of pitchrom herself judge you. She'll also give you a quote that comes into her mind when she sees your character.

[myownwoonderland]

Tag Game!

I was tagged by @princess-shurii​. Thank you so much! <3

1. What was your latest good dream about?

It had something to do with my job. I was in the hotel and the guest was a dragon. A cute dragon though... haha, i only have weird dreams.

2. What is the place where you feel content?

My bedroom.

3. Name something and/or someone that/who makes you happy

Something: music.

Someone: too many to name. But these would be parents, my closest friends and my boyfriend.

4. Name one thing that makes you proud of yourself:

Sometimes I get impressed how much i still can learn and pass the information for the people that need to know about that.

5. What’s the weirdest thing you did recently?

Maybe the fact that I’ve never missed the bus stop and I did on the last time. I had a headache at work so i fell asleep in the bus. When I woke up i had no idea where i was. Hahaha

6. Book or fanfic you fell in love with? Why?

I will always talk about Blue by Lou Aronica. It’s my favorite book of all time. Because even though it’s about a drama, there’s sci fi and fantasy and the end of it is just beautiful and exciting. Plus, the author sent me an answer by email to the drawings i sent to him. I got so happy!

7. Name an animal or plant you love

Horses and camellias <3

8. What’s the strangest fact you know?

Maybe that cockroaches can survive for a few days without their heads... MAN, WITHOUT THEIR HEADS. They’re definitely monsters. And i hate them.

9. If you could be a planet or a constellation, what would you be?

I have no idea... hm... Saturn? Because, you know it has a ring around it. It seems like a beautiful planet.

10. What are your thoughts about aliens?

If they really existed I wanted them to be like the Doctor.

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It concerns me that everyone wants racism to stop but people continue to segregate by identifying others according to their skin color. The color of your skin does not define you nor does it automatically associate one with anything anyone else has said or done.

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[shit-to-kinda-okay]

You are my favorite blog in the entire world except for musiic-is-lifee sorry

Sorry, I’ll reblog more booty pics 

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Saved (part v).//Vampire!Shawn

a/n: a very soft vampire baby. 

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You were happy for Shawn, he was finally doing things a normal 20-year-old college kid should. Going out for a drink with a buddy, after a long week of classes without a care in the world.

But he wasn’t normal, and because of that you couldn’t help but to worry about him,  there was still a voice in the back of your head, telling you it wasn’t going to end well. You kept running the worst-case scenarios over and over again in your head and every time you tried to convince yourself otherwise, you just couldn’t shake the feeling.

So in a sad attempt the get your mind off it, you spent the whole night walking laps around your tiny apartment, busying yourself with cleaning the kitchen, and making tea. You even tried to watch one of your old favorite movies, but nothing seemed to fully put your mind at ease.  

You were in the middle of making your fifth cup of tea when you hear the two of them, coming down your hallway, Shawn not making any sense and much louder than necessary. You rush to the door and before James gets the chance to knock, you’ve got the door flung open and you’re not the slightest surprised at what you see.

“Special delivery,” James smirked, arm around Shawn’s waist, holding him up with Shawn's arm wrapped around his shoulder.

“Honey! I missed you so much.” Shawn slurs with the dopiest grin on his face.

All you could do was shake your head fondly at the two of them. You definitely couldn’t let on that Shawn’s newfound nickname for you was starting to have an effect. The first time he said it you thought it was a fluke. But then it happened a few more times, and now it’s become a regular thing when he’s groggy or grumpy. And drunk apparently.  

“Shawn, bub your drunk.” you smile, patting his cheek.

“I am. I still missed you though.” you don’t say anything, just biting your lip holding in a laugh. There was nothing he could do, that wasn’t completely and utterly adorable.  

“You didn’t miss me?” he accuses, with a pout leaning closer to you.

“I missed you, I promise. Let's get you sat down, yeah?”

You step aside, allowing James to come in and plop Shawn down on your couch, and he immediately cuddles himself into one of your pillows.

You turn to James, who made himself comfortable at your kitchen bar, arms folded.

“A few drinks?”

“You said a few drinks. I said a lads night out.” He chuckled, flashing you his most charming smile, “He had fun, didn’t you Shawn?”

“So much fun!  Honey you should have been there it was - it was so much fun.”

Again with the honey.

He needs to stop before your heart explodes.

“I’m happy for you, but you are probably going to end up regretting it.”

Despite a vampire's impeccable ability to heal, you were still able to get hangovers. You could bounce back quickly, but you were still just as miserable as anyone else at the start.

“Never. Nope. James is the best. I love you, man.” He smiles, throwing James a thumbs up, before burying himself back into the pillow.

“You are a terrible influence.”

“I’m just fulfilling my role as the cool big brother.”

“Well, next time I'm going with because apparently the two of you need a chaperone.” You say voice firm but a smile on your face. “How was he?”

“He was fine. No vampiric outbursts.” He says, and you roll your eyes at his dramatics.

Ever since the ‘sired’ conversation, he’d been much more teasing of your relationship with Shawn.

“Did he say anything?”

“Is that why you agreed to this? So you can get information from me?”

“Maybe.”

“Shit outta luck, honey. It’s confidential.” you look up from your tea, raising your brow at him. Up until now, he’d never heard Shawn use the nickname, and now you’re sure you will never hear the end of it.

“He didn’t say anything. Talked about you though. A lot.” He smirks, making your face heat up.

That was in fact very valuable information.

“How long is he gonna crash here?”

“I told him as long as he wants. Until he feels comfortable being on his own.” you  say, shrugging your shoulders, but James is still looking at you with that little smirk, “What?”

“Nothing I - 've never seen you like this.”

“Like what?”

“Sweet.” He says through a chuckle.

“Aww, thanks, James. Love you too.”

“No, I just mean ever since I’ve known you, you've had a wall up. I mean I know you’ve always had a big heart but usually when you do something nice your so blase about it. But with him, you’re so -”

“You telling me I’m getting soft in my old age?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying. But it’s good.”

Walking to the kitchen, you pour a small cup of B positive and take it to Shawn, who’s nearly passed out on the couch.

You reach a hand down, carding it through his curls getting his attention.

“Shawn, get up. Drink some of this for me, ‘kay?”

“I don’t wanna.” he denies,  but he’s got his hand reaching out for the cup anyway.  

“I know you don’t but it’ll make you feel better.”

He finishes most of it, handing it back to you and giving you those puppy eyes, and you already know what he’s going to do before he opens his mouth.

“Can I sleep with you again? I don’t like the air mattress out here, and I like it when you hold me. It feels nice.”

You can see James face out of the corner of your eye, and if not for your stomach doing somersaults at his words, you’d be embarrassed.

“If you can make it to my room, then yes.”

He just nods his head, and slowly starts making an attempt to fully sit up on your couch.

You turn towards James, who still sat at your bar, with the same smirk that’s been plastered on his face since he stepped foot into your apartment.

“Do you want tea or something?”

“No I think I’ve done my job for the night,” he chuckles nodding toward Shawn, “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

“Yeah.”

You go to walk him out but he turns, looking at you biting his lip and rubbing at the back of his neck.

“What is it?” you ask slightly annoyed. He was always hiding things from you lately and it was starting to get to you.

“When we were at the bar, there were these girls and - they were definitely vampires but I don’t know something was off.”

It was some weird thing vampires could do. It was like sonar, you can tell any vampire. It doesn’t go far. But when another vampire is in the room you can feel it. It’s not the same sired magnet you feel with Shawn, it's more like vibrations that only last for a moment. A mini earthquake.

“What do you mean?”

“I don't’ know. I mean they didn’t come up to say hi or anything it’s just - something wasn’t right. Other than them compelling the bartender out of free drinks.”

“Probably some drifters looking for a good time.”

“Yeah, yeah. Just - watch Shawn. And keep an eye out.”

“Of course.”

You could see it in his face that he was battling with himself to say more, but he didn’t, and neither did you.

“Goodnight.”

“Goodnight troublemaker.”

When you turn back to Shawn he’s finally sat up on the couch, scrolling on his phone.

“Alright you, let's get to bed.”

“Okay.”

Once you’ve got him situated in your bed, you go to your bathroom to finish up your nightly routine, when you hear him softly calling your name.

“Yeah.”

You walk out of the bathroom to see him, snuggled up in your covers, curls messily handing in his face. He reaches his hand out towards you and you take it, kneeling down next to the bed running your free hand through his hair.

“What is it bub?”

“Thank you for not leaving me. Everyone always leaves but you didn’t. Thank you.”

There was something in his eyes, he was so vulnerable and sad. You didn’t know what he meant. Shawn never talked about his life before you found him, and anytime he’d begin a story he was quick to end it.

“Of course Shawn.”

With that he pulls you into bed, turning his back to you and bringing your arm around his waist, making you the big spoon.

“You’re very good at this.” he slurs into the pillow.

You giggle and place a soft peck to the back of his neck.

“Go to sleep bub.

Even with everything, you knew about the sire bond was nagging at the back of your head. That this didn’t mean anything. That he was just clingy and cuddly because he couldn’t help it, and you thought maybe blaming it on that would help you get any romantic thoughts about Shawn you had out of your head. But it didn’t. Because Shawn's feelings, nor yours had anything to do with the sire bond.  There was nothing you could do about the new cuddly vampire that was slowly stealing your heart.

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a/n: i’m back guys! i know it’s been a while, and i hope i made up for it with this chapter! i had a crazy opportunity and was gone all month but ya girl is back and ready to give ya’ll the drama! it’s only going to downhill from here lol. 

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[captain-habit]

DEMON HUNTER || SILENCE THE WORLD

You rise and you follow the sound

You wonder how all of your dreams come falling down