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Demo for Rattled.
This is my favorite of all the demos. George keeps saying "rattled" when it's the others' turns and he's just the cutest!! Also, wow, Roy only has 1 line but he puts everything he's got into it. Can anyone tell what they say at the beginning?
#the traveling wilburys#rattled#jeff lynne#tom petty#roy orbison#george harrison#bob dylan#audio#grey's cd rips
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The constant battle of wanting to talk about music but not knowing if the other person in the conversation is at all knowledgeable about basic terminology when it comes to notation and production
#mel talks#melvis talks#the panning in a particular section of Peach by Jason Nolan makes me want to rip a phone book in half#and the way the notes progress slot the two different voices together#IT'S AUDIO STORYTELLINH VGGVUVUVHHVV. HGTREEASRSFHG#I'm also incredibly into format design#I'm talking about Mecurial World again sorry#but it was so made for CD it makes me LIVID#the perfect album loop is optimized for a CD format#even the grey iridescent color scheme goes with the properties of the coating#<- user has issues when it comes to music and its distribution
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Merry (late) Christmas, hope you got lots of fun gifts (I unfortunately did not get a handsome emo Swedish boy under my tree this year :(( ) !!
Anyhow, I have an idea, Y/N & Simon sharing their first kiss... under the mistletoe!! >:D
Minty chapstick
Simon x reader
This diary entry contains…kissing | established relationship | fluff | reader is super silly |
ANOTHER REQUESTTTT!!!my Christmas was amazing but it would have been better if Simon was under my tree😓ANYWAY I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS!!
This was supposed to come out obviously WAYY SOONER BUT I GOT HIT WITH A HUGEEE WRITERS BLOCK! PLEASE SEND IN MORE REQUESTS IM RUNNING LOW ON IDEAS🙏🏾🙏🏾
Christmas time was most people’s favorite time of the year,The decorating,The chilly weather and the presents from Santa were always the best.
It would your first Christmas with Simon.You had one main goal for the night was to steal a kiss from him underneath the mistletoe.
You and him never really had your first real kiss yet,The two of you rarely saw each during the week because of school and important day to day life things.
You realized you guys never kissed when all your friends were talking about their first kisses with their partner but when it came to you,You were completely stumped.
It wasn’t like Simon didn’t want to kiss you,he really did but could never find a proper time to.You always wanted to make the first move but just when your about to lean in,he either has to go or you chicken out.
Well that was gonna change this year as you made it to it number one goal to kiss Simon underneath a mistletoe.You went out a day before Simon was supposed to come over which would be on Christmas Eve.
You went to your local store and was able to snag one early in the morning since most people are still sleep by the time the store was first open.
You smile at the store clerk who rings you up.You notice a tube of your favorite mint chapstick.You grab it before handing it to the girl behind the counter who happily scans it.
“Busy morning for you I guess?I never seen someone come this early”The girl speaks up as she bags your two items before tossing in a candy cane.
“I had to get in some early shopping before everyone woke up and the store became crowded”You say while pulling out your card.
The girl nodded,Watching you carefully swipe your card.”You know,Mint chapstick and a mistletoe?Let me guess trying to kiss a certain someone underneath it”The girl asked while watching your receipt print out before ripping it off the machine and placing it in the bag and pushing the bag towards you.
“My boyfriend,It’s our first Christmas together and I just wanted to have a special moment in it”You say while grabbing the bag,Smiling at the clerk.she just nodded before giving you a small smile back.
The walk back home was pretty quiet.most people were still sleeping or just didn’t wanna go out yet.you were a little nervous for tomorrow.what if it doesn’t go well? What if he doesn’t wanna kiss or even worse…what if he hates your mint chapstick.
You loved this brand of chapstick not only because the smell and taste isn’t too strong and it leaves your lips feeling soft and smooth.Of course,Your thoughts were interrupted when you almost walked past your own house.
Once you were inside,You tossed the bag on the couch while taking your coat off and hanging it on the rack.Your main plan was to prepare the mistletoe and to work on Simon’s gifts.You had gotten him some new cds,a new hoodie and a bottle of cologne.
Nothing to fancy just some things you knew he wanted.You went to your room and got changed into a comfy pair of pajamas and got to work.Setting up the mistletoe to was pretty easy.You knew the best place to put it was the hallway leading to your bedroom and other rooms.
The next things were to wrap his gifts.You got on the pretty black and grey wrapping paper and sat down on the floor,You grabbed a pair of scissors and some tape before turning on a Christmas movie.
You forgot how hard it is to wrap gifts but managed to get most of them wrapped.once you were done you slid them underneath your nicely decorated tree.You smile as you stand up and clean up.You didn’t the time as you look and see it would be around the time you would make dinner.
You didn’t feel like making anything big and just settled on a cup of noodles.finishing up your movie and your food you sat on your couch thinking about Simon’s reaction to his gifts.
You knew he would love them mostly because you’ve caught him staring at them when you guys went out.you stare at the now empty cup before placing it on your coffee table and changing the channel to something else.
You ended up falling asleep while watching a random kids show.You didn’t even clean up your mess or anything as you were too tired to even get up.
By the time you did wake up,It was around 8 and Simon was supposed to be there around 10.You silently cursed to yourself as you shot up off your couch and started to pick up your trash.
You took a small shower,Nothing too fancy as you still needed to clean up your room.Once you were out the shower and were in clean pajamas you put things back in their proper place in your room.
You made up your bed and put everything back in the proper place before you heard a small knock on your front door.You looked at the clock to see it was 10:15.You didn’t worry too much as you got most of the chores you needed to do done.
You rushed to the front door,Your Santa slippers you bought squeaking slightly and you took a peak out the peephole and nearly let out a squeal as you undid the locks on your door and threw yourself at Simon,Wrapping your arms around him as he let out a small chuckle while patting your back.
“You missed me?you just saw me like two days ago”He said while walking in while you followed behind and closed your door.”two days?it felt like forever…”You say dramatically as you redo the locks.
Simon rolled his eyes slightly before plopping on your couch and sighing.”I like your tree,My mom hasn’t put ours up mostly because of how much of a hassle it is putting it up and taking it down”he said while leaning his head on the armrest staring up at you.
You shrug while shuffling to the kitchen.”I mostly keep mine up until I have the energy to take it down.”You say while looking in the fridge.You felt your stomach do flips as you grab a coke from the fridge and pop it open and take a small sip before closing your fridge and turning around.
You looked at the mistletoe hanging above the hallway before looking at Simon who was busy staring at the television,Watching the Christmas program on it.
Your eyes flicked through the two before giving yourself a small pep talk in your head about how easy it would be.
You move out of the kitchen into the hallway before positioning yourself underneath it.”Simonnn”You called out while rocking back and fourth on your feet.he turned his focus to you before making a small confused face.You motion him to come towards you which he does with a small groan.
“What is it?”He asks while placing his cold hands on your waist which made you get all giddy inside before you looked up,His eyes following also before you felt his grasp on your waist get tighter before looking back down at you.
“I wanted our first kiss to be special!so I went out a bought a mistletoe yesterday.”You say while wrapping your arms around his neck.You were a little bit scared to lean in until you saw Simon slowly start to lean in,You followed his lead before you felt his chapped lips press up against your much more smoother ones.
You closed your eyes as you pressed your lips harder.You felt your heart beat a bit faster and your head spin a little.you felt Simon’s grip on your waist get tighter before he pulled away.
“Was that good?”He asked while pulling away a little more.You nodded as you into his brown eyes before smiling.”It was perfect”You say while twirling a piece of his hair around your finger.”are you wearing mint chapstick?it tastes kinda nice…wait that sounds kinda weird”Simon rambled on before slightly cringing at the last thing he said.
You just giggle before shaking your head.”I actually bought it just for this occasion,I’m glad to know you like it.”You say while placing a small kiss on the corner of his lips.
The Christmas season had gotten a whole lot better as you spent the rest of the day making cookies,listening to music and watching the Christmas program that was set for that night.Now the next time you hung out with your friend and the mention of first kisses is brought up you have a good story to tell.
#cry of fear#cry of fear x reader#cry of fear x you#simon henriksson#simon henriksson x reader#character x you#video game x reader#fluff#x reader#x y/n
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𝐎𝐂 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 # 🐚
Featuring: my OC, Hektor Clayden. [Monde]
Fandom: Lovebrush Chronicles.
Warning: might contain spoilers of Clarence's cards / other world stories.
𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
Name: Hektor Clayden.
Age: 18
Pronouns: He/him.
Appearance: tall, fair, short blue hair with a white streak on the left, a small scar on left eyebrow, glasses, blue-grey eyes, and a mole under the left eye.
Personality: introverted, polite, creative, friendly, shy at first, absolutely ballistic when you get to know him.
Major: Geography.
Hobbies: Writing. Playing games, collecting/buying merch of his favourite series, collecting stamps.
Likes: Games, movies, books, mangas, stamps, nature, blueberries, oatmeals.
Would ditch saving the world for a bowl of oatmeal.
Dislikes: disorganised places, crowds, rude people.
Birthday : November 6.
MBTI: INFJ
Pets: None.
Who needs a pet when all animals favor you?
𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬
MC: Best friend. They have been close since they met on orientation day.
Naledi: Best friend, and once crush. RIP.
Cael: Unknown. He is weary of him since he only heard about Cael from MC.
Alkaid: Friendly. They don't talk much, but they do get along quite well whenever they cross paths.
Clarence: older brother. Hektor doesn't like him much though.
Jaclyn: Older sister. Hektor gets along with her the most.
William: Hektor only listens to his ramblings.
O’Connor: that weirdo friend who calls him “H” (Haha, Hydrogen).
Ayn: Friendly. Hektor and Ayn are rumoured to be gaming buddies.
Lars: Unknown.
𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲
Hektor grew up with the Claydens. Despite his siblings literally thriving in their childhood, Hektor was more laid-back; enjoying life his own secluded way. He is more close to his parents; always listening to whatever they say. And so, when his parents said that he should try getting into St. Shelter’s, Hektor couldn't say no despite his brother literally being there.
Extra: Hektor also traveled a lot with his father.
– since Mr. Clayden's a scientist, he rarely gets time to stay home; having to travel across the world a lot, he often took Hektor with him. And Hektor has had all the fun in his youth spewing chaos at the scientific research centre.
Academy life: He is a freshman majoring in Geography. In spite of his introverted, awkward nature, he makes friends easily. Thus he, MC and Naledi became friends on the first day. He easily makes good results in the examination since he is studious. And he was dragged into the Student Council by William because of obvious reasons.
Others/Special:
is an avid fan of In Passing.
Thought that the Archmage was a self-insert character of his brother until he saw MC actually making him a canon character.
Loves oatmeals. That's it. Would ditch Clarence’s plans for a bowl of oatmeal with blueberries.
Can run very fast. Clarence made him run across the entire campus one day for an errand.
Usually finds unconventional, rather creative ways of escaping troubles.
The first to beat Clarence’s mechanical escape room.
Hektor would absolutely thrive in Godheim, traumatising the Archmage by being an annoying ass.
Can't cook for the love of God.
Is a sharpshooter.
Sleeping schedule is in shambles.
Goes along extremely well with Clarence's cat, Goldie. Goldie is known to be shy towards others, but when it comes to Hektor, Goldie becomes very energetic.
Can hold basic conversations in multiple languages.
Really close to his dad.
Was forced to play as a butterfly by O'Connor.
Affection Items: Oatmeal candy bar, blueberries, stamps, gaming console and CD.
# ✎ | yoon's projects ♡ ₊ ⊹#hektor clayden (oc)#lovebrush chronicles#lovebrush chronicles ocs#lbc oc#clarence clayden
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[Off screen post. End of current arc]
Joltik stood infront of the doorway to the void. Their stupid awful, inhuman body shaking, betraying the illusion of confidence.
They didn’t want to go in.
That’s what everything came down to. They didn’t want to.
They didn’t want to remember. They didn’t want to stay here. They didn’t want to be a hero. They didn’t want to be bitten by that stupid little spider. They…
Didn’t know what they wanted. But it wasn’t this.
Anything would be better than this.
…
They step through the door.
Yet they weren’t met with torture. Or pain.
Just themself.
A younger version of them, by less than a year or so.
Or maybe not at all. They were just. Different. They were right.
Their hair was brown, their eyes, a normal shade of blue. There were no major eye bags or grey hairs from stress. Their face was free of the diagonal scar that they were used to seeing in the mirror. Their arms were beautifully clean of scars and marks.
A jolteon stood beside them. Their Jolteon. Oatis.
They were perfect. A wonderful contrast to Joltiks broken, glitching, inhuman body.
And they could’ve been that. But it was ripped away from them.
And that hurt more than any torture could’ve.
“…”
Young them smiled, eerily calm
“I’ve been expecting you.”
“What is this? Why did you bring me here?”
Their smile fades, they take a step towards joltik, who takes a step back in turn.
“You needed a break.”
A sour laugh escapes Joltik’s mouth, they clench their fists, not breaking eye contact with themself.
“And who are you to decide that? CD needed me! People in the city needed me!
You ruined me
I needed to be reliable and you ruined that- for what? Because ‘I needed a break’ You don’t get to decide that“
The jolteon growls at them, but the perfect version of themself simply takes another step towards jotlik, smile returning.
“I am you. You wanted this.”
“No”
“You were tired. You wanted everything to stop because all you were doing is giving yourself out to everyone. Every second of your life was a chore, you didn’t even like CD. You didn’t like Astro. They were just people to save.”
“SHUT UP”
“…”
“…”
“If you wanted to be treated like a human, then you should start treating yourself like one. We’re not just a hero. We’re a person.”
“Are we?”
Joltik snaps, irritated. When they are met with silence, they continue.
“What do I have to do to get out of here?”
“Prove it. Prove you're going to start treating us properly. Prove you’re going to love people again, not just save them. Prove you can be a person.”
“I’m not a person.”
“Good luck leaving here.”
Their voice was starting to get bitter, not so perfect after all.
“How could I even prove that? I’m stuck in this fucking metaphor with my metaphorical inner self how could I do anything meaningful at all?”
“We mean a lot more than you think.”
Joltik sits. Thinking. They need to leave… but.
They do want to be themself.
Whoever that is.
Not just joltik.
Even if its imperfect. Even if they’re bad at it.
How to stop being a superhero…
It’s unclear how long joltik sat there before the realisation hit them.
A name. Their name. Something they never bothered to change.
Proof that they could be more than a self destructive hero.
…
It took them much longer to decide.
Something different from what they have been.
Something pretty. Like they could be.
“Avery. They can call me Avery.”
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Their eyes open. It was time to live
#joltik guy#the mind of a spider#electricity before the storm#pokemon roleplay#pokeblog rp#irl pkmn#pkmn rp#pokemon#pokemon unreality#rotumblr#pokereality#irl pokemon
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15 Questions for 15 Mutuals
tagged myself hahah
1. Are you named after anyone? Marlene Dietrich
2. When was the last time you cried? honestly, I cry a lot, I cried today. Not always because of sadness, sometimes I just burst out because I'm emotional about something. Today I cried because my boyfriend ripped his pants that he just finished sewing yesterday, he was sooo proud of it, they took him so long to make.. and just one day later he destroyed them. He was so upset and sad it made me cry.. ;___; :'D
3. Do you have kids? No, and I'm very scared of unwanted pregnancy o-o
I don't feel ready for kids at all, even tho 'normal people' become parents usually at this time in their lives (mid-end 20's) I still feel like I'm too much of a mess. I'm still studying and trying to figure myself out in therapy lol.
4. Do you use sarcasm a lot? Rarely. I have a hard time understanding sarcasm myself and I think if it's misunderstood it can hurt feelings sometimes :< not worth it
5. What sports do you play/have you played? school sports have kind of traumatized me and killed my interest in sports for a long time, recently new interest has sparked in swimming and jogging.. also I really want to do martial arts! >:°
6. What's the first thing you notice about other people? that's a hard one, I think it is how empathetic they are. How open they are, if I feel comfortable around them. How they treat me and others.. their fecial expressions.
7. Eye colour? green/grey
8. Scary movies or happy endings? I don't like scary movies, It's just nightmare fuel.. also happy endings can be really boring.. but sometimes we need them :3
9. Any special talents? empathy! very sensitive to other people's emotions, u can't hide anything from me °-°.. but I will not play it out on u!
10. Where were you born? Germany, Freiburg.. in the Black Forest!
11. What are your hobbies? doing arts, reading, collecting music of all kinds of genres.. in playlists, on kassetttapes, CDs, and vinyl. Collecting and Playing Magic the Gathering, organising small events and parties, sewing <3
12. Do you have any pets? No, I’m too afraid I wouldn’t be able to provide them with the care and love they need to thrive, I'm too chaotic
13. How tall are you? 1,78
14. Fave subject in school? oh god let's not talk about school pls, thanks
15. Dream job? dude, I wish I could decide on one.. I want to be a tattoo artist, who is also an illustrator, and has a little Cafe together with her boyfriend.. don't know how to manage all of this all at once u.u
Tagging mutuals I’m curious about: @karlkokett @automatismi @hanscore @kazaguruma @straight-like-a-wet-noodle @desprendimiento-subcutaneo @ohyourcityliesindustmyfriend @waz-sketchbook @l1yak @xx-evil-wizard-xx @hjtart @boykathy @lovelyweapon @ueber-mein-sein @clairerussellxoxo @miss-underst66d
Feel free to ignore this!!
#questions#question#question tag#tag#feel free to ignore#illustrators on tumblr#get to know me#artists on tumblr#get to know you#get to know tag#get to know them
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[ID: an unfinished full body drawing of an original character, next to an older, thigh-up drawing of him. in the full body, she stands with a hand on her hip, the other undrawn with an arrow reading "book with finger holding open" to describe what would be there. in the old drawing, he leans on a waist-height surface, her other hand raised flipping off someone unseen. he smiles, looking off to the side, in both.
Appearance: she has peach-tone skin, grey hair with black roots and tips, facial moles, and a bat silhouette across her forehead where eyebrows would be. The hair is styled back-combed, spiky and big, with spiky Lydia-like bangs and a long straight mullet pulled forward over both shoulders. He has gothic eye make-up and smudged black lipstick, wearing a single black coffin earring, nipple piercings, and dimple piercings.
She wears a ripped black mesh shirt under a corset showing ribs, a spine, and pelvic bone about where they would be on his body, and a pleated maroon mini skirt. Under the skirt, he wears a longer mesh skirt and maroon fishnets. Lastly, her shoes are stiletto ankle boots with 2 buckles and laces tied in nooses. end ID]
YIPPEE for OC-tober! This is my favorite OC of mine, Drax (also Laura, Dracula, or full name Draculaura)! This fag was my he/she bigender awakening (he's a little aged, but I still absolutely adore her 🫀🫀)
She was made for a paranormal research team, along with OCs made by a group of friends (inc. @bensiskos and @littlegreenfags), that researched things like ghosts, aliens, bigfoot, and mothman! Together, they try to study these canonical phenomenon and prove their existence to a skeptical public, all while living in a van together so they can travel the continent for said research!
He's like the asshole older brother from a kid's show and a protective older sister at the same time. Never getting enough sleep, she's also more of a nerd than her appearance would let on. When they're stopped in a town, the library is his favorite place to be, doing tons of research in her free time and reading gothic literature and horror pulp fiction. Other things he likes:
parking lots at night
gas stations
5-hour energy
being taller than other people, esp guys that look down on his swagful femme self (can't look down if ur forced to look up)
punk, goth rock, death metal, and any loud music made by nobodies in a garage.
collecting CDs from random underground shows
working audio recording equipment (did tech for high school theatre and is responsible for working the research recording equipment presently)
getting morally grey with it
his friends <3
FEEL FREE to send me asks about about Laura, or any of the OCs i post about this month!!!!! i love him so much. i hope u like him too :-)
#my art#my ocs#oc-tober#MOST of my art for this will prolly be unfinished i love not completing art 🫶 this was 4 hours of work‚ not inc old drawing#i dont need to spend longer all at once ....#i will ramble like this for a lot of them too i LOVE talking about my characters ^_^ EEK❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️
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Twisted Wonderland x oc art and oneshots:
Day 1: Lydia Rune (not really art)
Picrewの「SD メーカー」でつくったよ！ https://picrew.me/share?cd=ilMkMTyEdA #Picrew #SD_メーカー
So I know this might not be art or a oneshot, but the actual art takes a bit of a while, so here get this for the first day before I make you suffer with my art practice.
Lydia Yuina Rune is a girl who has been reincarnated ten times, with Twisted Wonderland being her 11th life. Her soul is weak, not dead enough to die, but not strong enough to have a good life. She has dead and shineless eyes and her emotions are practically nonexistent, one state she is in constantly is being tired.
She is diffrent from the in game Yuu, starting with what the mirror said:
In the game its mentioned that Yuu's soul has no shape, no colour.
In Lydia's version the mirror just denies she has a soul and the reason no one wonders about that is because Grim caused way to great of a chaos for such a thing to be remembered.
Lydia's soul is because of that also to weak to fence of ghost, so everyone with some mild knowledge of possession could easily get her thrown out of her body, but they don't.
In my au, Lydia is also a ghost, a regespiravit. A soul/ghost who has been through a reincarnation is to be left alone. (Dying and living again) Lydia being reincarnated for about 10 times and still holding up a body has made her gain some major respect from most of the ghost.
Beasts, beastmen, merfolk, magical objects or even some type of fae, might be able to notice she is not alive enough. The first time she met Lilia (in the cafeteria), he was actually surprised to notice she seemed to not exist next to her friends.
Grim and her get along greatly of course, but even the grey feline knows Lydia is weird.
She has scars from her past deaths, with the last one being her littarly ripped apart, so if she would wear a bikini on a beach you could compere her to Frankenstein, because her scars are draped around her in a way that makes it seem like her limbs were stitched together again.
She is magicless, or at least things she is. In exchange for her not being allowed to rest, she was given a hypnotising singing voice, which she rarely uses cause she can't sing.
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sophie foster head-canons
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
warnings: music taste headcanons, mention of scratching skin until it’s raw, me calling sophie a starving artist
master list
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
she wears the same ripped jeans and grey and black grandpa sweater everyday. she only changes for school and going out.
LOVES broadway musicals
always mumbles “heather….heather….and…heather!” whenever she enters a room
loves childish gambino
^^ got keefe to listen to them too
she scratches her wrists raw sometimes
her natural hair is dirty blonde but she dyes it lighter because she doesn’t like the colour of her natural hair
has braces!!!! and not fully straight teeth!!!!
thinks moths are pretty but is absolutely terrified of them
was the weird quiet kid (this is probably canon)
loves micheal jackson
^^ has posters, shirts, CARDBOARD CUTOUTS, vinyls, cds, you name it she has it
^^^ loves thriller and smooth criminal
IS AN INFJ (shes gives off infj/isfj vibes t me)
september birthday
only wears converse and vans and nothing else
writes fanfics
but their original stories (mostly) and they shock everyone because they’re so dark and gory and sophie is so sweet and shy
is living off red bull and peace teas biana steals for her.
oh also she and biana are dating because i said so
i love sophiana what if i wrote sophiana headcanons
can recite every word of the whole fearless album
and 1989
likes horror movies but doesn’t watch them a lot
her comfort teacher in the forbidden cities was her music teacher
played trumpet in music (wasn’t very good 💀💀)
is holding auditions for someone to be keefes new better parent
biana is oblivious to sophie liking her and sophie is oblivious to dex, keefe, fitz, and biana liking her
is 5’2
pjo kid
hasnt actually read harry potter but acts like she has
starving artist
#keeper of the lost cities#kotlc headcanons#kotlc#sophie foster#biana vacker#keefe sencen#dex dizznee#fitz vacker#sophiana#books#bookblr#mars writing 🧈
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i think gauze by dir en grey is the best visual kei album ever. of course, i haven’t listened to every visual kei album ever, though i’ve listened to a good amount of them to be fair. yes, buck tick has iconic songs, as does any band. so does malice mizer.
but gauze is just such an emotionally moving and amazing album, so many songs on there made me want to rip my heart out, claw at my hair and cry in a ball in the corner. it’s so beautiful and the hour or so of listening is so worth it. i wish i had it on vinyl or CD, i want a physical version of it so so soooo bad.
it’s a perfect album.
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Demo for End Of The Line.
This is the most drastically different demo from the finished product out of all of them, I think, aside from Dirty World. The lyrics are still unfinished so there's a lot of silences, and a couple of lines are changed.
#the traveling wilburys#end of the line#george harrison#bob dylan#jeff lynne#tom petty#roy orbison#audio#grey's cd rips
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How to ditch subscription music apps and build your own library (mostly) for free
This post is brought to you by the most recent update to the Amazon music app which no longer lets me, as a Prime subscriber, download individual songs or albums. I now either have to download “playlists” or pay an extra subscription fee for Amazon music unlimited. Since I was only using Amazon’s app because I didn’t have to pay anything extra, I ultimately decided not to put up with their bullshit and to go back to the old ways, e.g., building my own music library that no corporation can randomly decide to take away from me.
If you grew up in the pre-internet, burgeoning-but-not-ubiquitous-internet, or pre-smartphone era like me, the following steps will be a blast from the past, so this post is not exactly for you. It’s for Kids These Days™ who may not remember a pre-algorithm, pre-subscription service internet in the same way, or just anyone who doesn’t know you can do this. Remember, one man’s time knife is another man’s Chris Fleming.
So, how do you get music for free?
Use your public library
Check out CDs
Rip them using Windows Media Player, which comes standard with windows computers
That’s it. Now you can save and back up the .mp3 files wherever you want, and you have them forever and ever. I recently ripped music from a CD I copied and burned onto a new disc back in high school, uploaded the mp3 files to Google drive, and downloaded them onto my phone. I paid zero dollars for that, and I now have that album forever.
Ok, so how do I do that?
I’m glad you asked.
1. Insert a CD in the disc drive. (I know a lot of new laptops don’t come with a disc drive--I’ll address this later)
2. Go to the Windows start menu and find Windows Media Player. (If you have a mac, use itunes or whatever, I’m sure it’s similar)
3. Find the CD on the menu on the left-hand side of Windows Media Player. It looks like this.
4. At the top of the screen, go to “rip CD”. If you don’t want all of the songs, uncheck the ones you don’t want to rip. It should now look like this.
5. When it’s done, go to your music folder and find the artist and album. Here are the .mp3 files. You can connect your phone directly to your computer to transfer the files, or you can upload them to Google drive or your cloud storage of choice and then download them onto your phone.
6. From there, the .mp3s should load automatically and play in the music player app of your choice. I use Musicolet because it doesn’t have ads.
Is this legal? Honestly, that’s a bit of a grey area. Technically, only the copyright owners can make reproductions of their work barring exceptions for fair use, but the real trouble does not come when you copy a work, but when you redistribute it. If you save this from a hard copy to your own computer or phone, who’s ever gonna know? Basically, it’s legal enough to get away with, and legal enough that no one will care. This is how back in the pre-CD days, people recorded songs off the radio onto cassette tapes, and how my parents saved all of the James Bond movies from a TV movie marathon by recording them to VHS tapes on the VCR.
Is this ethical to the artist? It’s as ethical as checking out their CD to listen to it on a CD player and then return it. The library already purchased their music legally, and checking out the CD to rip it is literally no different than checking out the disc to play it in a CD player. The more times something has been checked out, the more likely the library is to replace it if it wears out and gets ruined.
Will the library get mad at me / figure out what I’m doing? Emphatically no. They don’t give a shit. Checking out a bunch of CDs improves their circulation rates, which is good for your local library system as a whole, because that’s something they bring to their governing bodies to show that people are still using the library and that they still need funding.
What if the library doesn’t have the album I want? You can try getting it through interlibrary loan, requesting the library purchase it (a lot of libraries have forms for that), or just buying that album yourself if you want it that badly. CDs cost roughly $10-$25 each, less if they’re used, which is the equivalent of like 1-2 months of spotify depending on what tier you use. Compare that to having the music you want forever without having to pay a monthly fee.
My laptop doesn’t have a disc drive. Neither does mine. I bought a USB disc player from Amazon for like $20. Your library might also have one they’d let you use, although they might not have ones to check out and take home.
I don’t have a computer. Your library does. They’re free to use, and I can almost guarantee they have PC desktops running Windows. They may not have a disc drive, in which case you can [see last paragraph].
This would be great if I could actually get to the library / afford a disc player / had a phone, etc. Yes, I’m assuming several things here, including that you have a phone, can get to your public library, and (if you refer to the title of this post) that you are the kind of person who can pay for spotify or another streaming app. I’m also American, and I don’t know how well all of this applies to other countries. However, this is the most affordable and most accessible solution out there ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I don’t have the time for this and would rather just keep paying for spotify. That’s fine, and I’m honestly not judging you. I buy a lot of pre-cut vegetables from the store because I don’t have the fucking time to peel and chop carrots. My mom would say that’s a waste of money, but I’m paying for the convenience.
Lol I’m just gonna pirate shit. Cool, have fun. Just please keep your pirating to mega-rich artists who are already set for life and not struggling people putting their shit out on soundcloud, ok?
How do I get new music recs without suggestions? Listen to the radio. Look up music you hear in movie soundtracks. Get recs from friends. Go to YouTube (using ublock origin for Firefox so you don’t get ads) and use their algorithm. There are ways beyond the personalized playlist spotify gives you.
This seems like it takes a lot of time and effort. If you have no music to begin with, yeah, then it’s going to take some time to build your library. But, as I keep saying, the benefits are that you get to curate your own experience and that you get to have this music forever. Once you already have most of what you want set up, it’s going to take a lot less effort to add new albums or songs here and there as you discover them. In this modern hellscape of profit-seeking and algorithms, I will keep peddling the value of curating your own experience and getting shit for free.
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Long shot but I’m a huge fan of 90’s/Early 00s Visual Kei bands, faves of mine include but aren’t limited to Velze Dieulawahl, Madeth Gray’ll, Das:Vasser pretty much any Matina band and the big hitters like X-Japan, Malice Mizer, The Gazette and my beloved Dir en Grey
I also was really fond of less old bands like Vidoll, born, Galeyd and Mejibray
What I’m looking for is either easy ways to listen to OLD VK bands as well as recommendations for current good VK bands. I do have a really impressive CD and cassette collection but I’m looking for easy.
So anyway please please please recommend new V系bands for me to listen to so I don’t have to spend hours ripping my old collection.
Pretty please with a Kyo on top?
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Late Night Special | Katie & Michael | 07.14.2022
Katie could feel her pulse in her ears as she stretched her arms above her head from the spot on her bed that she had previously occupied for the past two hours. She’d had her back rested against the wall, eyes closed, listening to the newly purchased albums she’d gotten from J.K. Records on repeat, wanting to know the music as well as she knew herself. So, when her phone vibrated on the comforter next to her crisscrossed legs alerting her that she had a new message, it took her a couple moments to pull herself back out of her trance. Her eyes slowly blinked open, squinting against the yellow light of the various lamps she had posted around her apartment. Technically she lived in the detached garage of her parents’ house, but it had been renovated and remodeled just for her.
Adjusting her eyes, she took a moment to look around her little place. It was a single, open space, sparsely furnished with an old navy blue sofa that seemed to be well loved and a small coffee table sat in front of it. The coffee table was littered with sheet music, an ash tray, and a pack of american spirit cigarettes. She’d likely get grounded for the cigarettes if her parents knew; thankfully, they respected her privacy and never came to this part of the property. Her drum set stood proudly in one corner with a small amplifier, and in the opposite corner, pushed against the wall, was her queen sized bed. It was a comfortable space, loaded with soft blankets and fluffy pillows and a black and grey moon tapestry hung on the wall it was pushed against. There was no tv, only bookshelves stacked to the brim with vinyl, cd’s, old cassettes, and well-worn books. Her record player occupied the space on her dresser, as well as her cassette player and boombox, and several more stacks of cd’s. The floor was still a simple grey concrete, so Katie made sure to have several pairs of slippers scattered around as to keep her feet from freezing. Lastly, on the one wall that wasn’t occupied by tapestry/bookshelf/posters of bands, was a large, frameless, floor length mirror. At the base of it was a small pillow and, for lack of a better phrase, a pile of makeup. She was never the most organized anyways, so as long as it was next to the mirror, she didn’t really care how she left it.
Once she felt like she had completely returned from her semi-meditation, she picked up her phone to see who had texted her: Michael. Her heart leapt into her throat. She had honestly been nervous that he wouldn’t reach out to her. Katie thought she might have come off too strong and had scared him away. Her eyes quickly scanned the message and typed out a quick response. After a couple of back and forth messages, he invited her out to Benny’s. He had mentioned he worked there, and while Katie wasn’t hungry at all, she was quick to take up his invitation to keep him company while he worked. It would give her an opportunity to get to know him better and hopefully get a better feel for how he felt about her.
She stood up a little too quickly from her bed and shot her arm out to grab the bed post to keep her from falling over as stars dotted her vision. Damn, she thought, I need to start taking my iron pills again. When she regained her sight and composure, she released the bed post and slipped on the pair of black fluffy slippers that rested on the floor at the foot of the bed. She quickly walked to the external metal rack that all her clothes hung on and opted to change from her plain black t-shirt and leggings into a pair of ripped black jeans, a maroon three quarter sleeved top, with a black chest harness to go over top. She added a thigh harness over her jeans on her left leg and added a chain to her belt loop on the right. Since she was so short, she often tried to make up for intimidation in the way she dressed. She slipped on her signature platform boots and took a quick look in the mirror to see how she looked. Thankfully her makeup was still intact, though she did opt to swipe on a deep maroon lipstick that matched the top. Finally, she swiped a couple of studded bracelets for her wrists and a pair of dangling silver dagger earrings to replace the simple studs she had in her first lobe holes. Katie had three lobe piercings on each side, with her industrial piercing in the right ear, though she only ever changed the first lobe piercings out. Everything other lobe piercing had small, signature silver hoops.
With a final glance in the mirror, Katie decided that she looked dangerous enough to have scary dog energy, and slipped her phone and the pack of cigarettes into her pockets. She grabbed her black rucksack and slung it over one shoulder, and stepped out into the night. Despite it being summer time, the air at night in South Park was cool, the occasional light breeze lifting the hair that framed Katie’s face. According to GPS, Benny’s was a fairly short walk from her place, so she decided it would be better for the environment anyways if she didn’t take her car. She enjoyed the solitude on these kinds of walks so it never felt like an inconvenience to her.
After about twenty minutes she reached the diner. She took a deep, calming breath to herself to steel her nerves and placed her hand on the glass of the front door, pushing it open. A little bell dinged over her head as she entered to alert the staff that a customer had just walked in, though none that she saw behind the counter even looked up to greet her. Thank god, she thought to herself. She hated making small talk with people that weren’t interested in talking to her. She didn’t see Michael, so she took a seat at one of the barstools and ordered a coffee from a disgruntled looking older woman who looked like she had seen her fair share of shit. Despite seeing pretty much everything though, she still looked at Katie like she was right out of a freak show. Katie frowned and stared right back, not willing to lose a standoff to an old hag named... what was it? Her eyes flicked down to the nametag on her shirt. Barbara. Of course. Barbara finally broke eye contact and grabbed the pot of coffee from behind her, pouring it rather unceremoniously into a plain, off white mug and slinging it onto the bar in front of Katie. “Thanks.” She grumbled, accepting the cup gratefully.
At least Barbara didn’t say anything about her clothes. The waitress muttered some semblance of a response and walked away, pulling the cigarette from behind her ear as she walked and lighting it. Lovely, this was exactly the kind of place Katie liked. She took an appreciative whiff of the coffee before taking a sip, letting the bitter liquid bring her back to life. She was curious where Michael was, but figured he was likely just doing his job. Katie fished out the pack of cigarettes from her pocket and flipped the lid open to grab one, then cursed when she realized she’d forgotten her lighter. Great.
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Disturbing version of Animal Crossing: City Folk.
Animal Crossing is one of my guilty pleasures when it comes to gaming, and I decided to make the jump from the DS version and buy City Folk for the Wii. I decided to go down to a local Video Game + DVD store that opened up downtown. Upon talking to the clerk, I found the wall for Wii games, with a weird group of unlabeled games near them. I was told that the store will buy used games for a small price, and sometimes re-sell ones that appear to be in working conditions. I ended up buying the game. It had a white jewel case, similar to a PS1 game, and a blank label that was pretty much a white piece of paper with "ANIMAL CROSSING WII" on it. I took the game home, and opened up the case. From the start, I figured something was up. The game appeared to be burned onto a Memorex CD. I turned on the Wii, and here's when things started getting weird.
The game started up normally, albeit the "Nintendo" logo was a dark shade of grey, and there weren't any animal voices speaking it. I started a new game, and noticed that Rover (the purple cat) only spoke parentheses, and had the default sad/worried facial expression stuck on his face. I was greeted with the bus intro, where Kapp'n drives you to your city, and asks you questions. However, the bus seemed to be stopped, as there was no animation or sound. Dialogue boxes popped up at the bottom of the screen. "Who Are You?", "What Gender Are You?" appeared. At this point, I figured that it was either an in-development version, or some sort of rip with limited sound and stuff. The third question came up and startled me. "Where Did They Send You?". At that point, it gave three options, which were simply "A", "B", and "C". I pressed A, and the game cut to black, and then opened with my character near the front gate. The weather was rainy, but the volume of rain seemed to be increased significantly. I didn't see Tom Nook at all, or anyone else. I explored the town, and saw some pretty weird things.
I first tried to find Tom Nook and start the job tutorial, but couldn't find him. I entered Nook's Cranny. All of the items in the store were mannequins (ripped from the city's store), clothing, and various letters "From Mom". I wasn't able to touch any of the letters, but the clothing seemed to be free, as if they were dropped there. When I put them on, they looked like existing clothing patterns, but with (what I assume is) blood spattered on them. This disturbed me. I figured that the game had to have been some sort of modified .ISO, similar to how people can change colors and text with SSB:B, and other titles. I left Nook's Cranny, and noticed that upon attempting to re-enter, the door gets locked, and gives the player the following message: "Stop disturbing us.". I walked far away, and walked into the town hall/post office. The lights seemed dimmer, and Tortimer was the clerk, instead of Pelly/Phyllis. Tortimer automatically spoke. "Why are you here?", with clouds appearing over his head, a sign of an NPC being sad. I wasn't able to make him move, so the post office was disabled. I looked in the garbage pickup box, and the inventory was filled with clothes, fishing rods, slingshots, and more letters from Mom. I exited, but re-entered to make sure that the Nook's Cranny problem wasn't there. I was able to go back in, but Tortimer wasn't there, and all the lights were turned off. I exited, and it began to thunder outside. The landscape started to change. Weeds were visible as far as the eye could see, and many of the trees were replaced with Rafflesia plants, with flies buzzing around them. I walked to the right side of the map, and saw a group of houses. Only three or four. When entering them, it's easy to tell that the houses are wayyy different from in game.
The windows in the houses are boarded up, and trash cans fill the room. They had two NPC's each, which were nondescript cats. Their eyes had no pupils, and when speaking to them, they would turn their backs to you and say "WHYISTHISHAPPENING", with more rainclouds appearing above their heads. After speaking to them, I was kicked out of the houses. The screen cut to black, and faded with me towards the beach. Tom Nook appeared, and gave the usual, normal routine that players go through when beginning the game. I had to wait 2-3 minutes for my char to automatically follow him across town. I got to my house, and entered. The floor and wallpaper were white. No pattern, no texture. Just the color white. I wasn't able to go upstairs, as a "Don't. Please." message appeared. I exited the house, and Tom Nook just stood there, giving me a message consisting of parentheses. The game faded to white, and I heard the "NINTENDO" voice.
I was pissed at this point. I was disturbed, but I can't say I was scared, simply because I assumed it was an odd modification of the game by whomever previously owned it. The game started up in the same exact way. My save was gone! I had to go through the same routine again. When exploring the town, I noticed that the previous houses were gone. I was able to enter Nook's Cranny, but realized something odd. The outfit near one of the mannequins was the same as the one I previously wore, and had a letter near it. I picked it up, and it read "I'm so sorry. Nobody deserves this." I exited the store, and Tom Nook was waiting outside. He gave the same parentheses message as before, and the game faded to white again.
At this point, I'm surprised that I bothered to do the process AGAIN, but out of curiosity, I did. In THIS save, I was freaked out. My character had a very dark, simplistic face with huge black eyes, and a black mouth, similar to the Gyroids from the original title. Now the post office was gone, and every single tree in the game was replaced with a Rafflesia, or the town flag. I entered Nook's Cranny, and surprise-surprise, another mannequin appeared, with my character's default clothes. I left, and Tom Nook gave a different message. "You kids never learn.". The game faded to white, but when I restarted, it appeared normal.
The game had a normal title screen, but I was instantly able to create a save, and not go through the process of answering Q's, etc. It faded to a Wintery town, with the camera focused on a Gyroid outside a house. I thought that it froze, until a human NPC arrived, with Tom Nook talking to them. The camera then zoomed in on the Gyroid. The Gyroid began to jiggle around and let out a weird sobbing noise. The camera faded to black. After that, I wasn't able to create any more saves. The game froze after the Nintendo logo.
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Am listening to Taylor Swift music again, and have been seized by the need to talk through some of her older albums -- favorite songs, personal history, whatever comes to mind. Maybe in yet another attempt to try and figure out my overall fave / ranking of them as a set? No real order is planned for this so I thought I’d start with this one, because I realized I actually hadn’t listened to it in quite some time.
(I don't really know what this mini-project is going to be but I’ve been noodling on it for a few nights and now seems as good a time as any to share.)
Background/Overview
When it was new -- and a 2010 Christmas present for me -- it was my favorite of the three, but now I'm not sure. The thing is that it has several songs I like better than the entirety of Fearless (except for #1 fave Change), but it also has a handful I find less interesting compared to that one’s “13 track listings, stars beside them all” success, and I can’t decide how to weight that. It does absolutely have the prettiest cover and booklet, though.
Songs
Ask me my favorite song on this album and I’ll say without hesitation Long Live. I don’t think that will ever change; it’s in my all-time-faves across her whole discography. The twin/companion piece to Change, it never fails to make my heart sing. It came out after I was an adult but it still makes me nostalgic and occasionally teary as hell for high school. Bonus association: this was my mental soundtrack for the end of Glee season 3 too (”for a moment, a band of thieves in ripped-up jeans got to rule the world").
Runner-up faves are Haunted, which really lives up to its name (Wuthering Heights-haunted style, maybe... between the electric guitar tearing open the scene and the chimes, the instrumentation is epic; this may be the only song that actually loses emotional impact as an acoustic/piano version), Better Than Revenge (which is my not-even-that-guilty pleasure and I will JAM OUT to it to this day; "no amount of vintage dresses gives you dignity" is SAVAGE and I love it), and The Story of Us ("looks like a lot like a tragedy now" is one of my favorite quotes to bust out in episode reviews about ‘ship destruction, or was when I still did those), which is similarly jam-out-worthy. Ooh, and Sparks Fly is one of those songs where I'm like, "WHY wasn't this a single, it's so good." I’m actually always kind of surprised that one isn’t the album opener; “my mind forgets to remind me you’re a bad idea” is my anthem for giving shows/ships/characters/episodes way more chances than they deserve. (Grey’s Anatomy. We’re mostly talking about every time I dip back into the Grey’s Anatomy waters).
In slow-songs-I-like territory: Enchanted, which is frankly too pretty for the person it’s actually about (but helpfully easy to apply to anyone and relevant to every listener’s life). And Back to December, which suffers rather unjustly from my knowing that it’s about The Boring Taylor, because I used to automatically skip it about half the time, yet every time I actually listen to it I'm shocked to realize it’s way prettier than I remember. Both musically (when male vocals...enhance?? a taylor song??) and lyrically.
As far as the other singles, I kind of killed Mine for myself with overplay, but I do think it's one of the strongest singles she's ever released...and as I’m listening to it now, I think it might be back! What good music, what a sweet scenario, and how much do I love the “brace myself for the goodbye / ‘cause that’s all I’ve ever known...” part.
Mean is fun and deservedly sassy, although it too is recovering from overplay (with the added demerit of being covered in the worst, least appealing possible way on Glee and feeling tainted forever. Once upon a time this was in my top 5 for the CD). Speak Now is fun too, but also...damn, so much more juvenile and mean-spirited to me now than Better Than Revenge. You don't help a dude ditch his bride at their wedding! If he shouldn't be marrying her you talk to him BEFORE THE CEREMONY???? I have definitely lost enchantment with this one over time.
One I don’t know how to feel about: I have to be in the right mood for the song so I don’t always let it play through, but as a late bloomer homebody and perpetual looker-backer, the second half of Never Grow Up really kicked me in the heart when I first heard it. I thankfully never ended up having to experience this, but "here I am in my / new apartment in the big city / they just dropped me off / it's so much colder than I thought it would be / so I tuck myself in, and turn the nightlight on" really described all my deepest fears about graduating from college and still brings a twinge at the mere thought.
On the downturn: unpopular opinion but while Dear John is full of great lyrics, it’s just so damned slow that I skip it almost every time. I’m really hoping it gets reinvigorated by a Taylor’s Version, because whenever I give it a chance, I just end up freshly disappointed by the wasted potential.
Innocent is slightly more compelling music-wise, but still rather slow and often skipped, not least because it just...feels weird. Uneven. There are some great lines and a good idea buried in here, but with its history and context it's so patronizing even when I’m on Taylor’s side that it ends up cringe.
Meanwhile, Last Kiss doesn't even exist to me. It covers the same criminal territory as Back to December but it's EVEN SLOWER.
Bonus Tracks
I didn't hear them until the end of 2012 and even then only as standalones on Spotify, separate from the album associations, I absolutely love all three, more than the last 5 or 6 above in fact. Ours is the companion piece / sequel to "Mine," If This Were A Movie is sweet, and Superman is so cute and catchy.
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