Wait what dumbassery got tweeted? I wanna see it so I can laugh

lol okay under a read more bc i was like "i don't have the energy rn to spark a whole discussion about this" but then it got kinda long anyway so. the tweet itself is your average annoying twitter bullshit but it speaks to a wider pattern that really fucking pisses me off and worries me so that's what this is about

someone tweeted this, which had like 900 likes and multiple people in the replies and qrts going "omg did she really do this/when did she do this" and op would be like "it's a joke," to which the reply would always be "oh well it does sound like something she'd do."

it's a) not funny in the first place lol and b) a very common type of joke to make, hinging on this widely-accepted idea that frank and lynz hate each other and are petty about it, and that lynz abuses gerard & is extremely controlling. both of these things are literally completely fabricated but people just believe them, and it really goes to show how all these people who hate lynz sooo much don't hate her for the reasons they claim to. these people could not any more transparently give less of a shit about jimmy urine's abuse victim when it really feels like they gleefully use her as an "excuse" to make frerard "jokes" where lynz is a villain. it's disgusting and so so insensitive. domestic abuse is also such a fucking disgusting thing to accuse people of with literally zero evidence besides the kind of thing that was touted on blogs like ode2's, including things like "lynz saying she deadheads the flowers is her sending messages that she emotionally or physically enjoys beating gerard into submission" and "the way gerard's behaving on instagram (i.e. not using it very often) just feels fishy to me...something must be wrong" and "frank and lynz are sharing coded messages about hating each other via opossum memes on their instagram stories or in their instagram likes".

my point is: if you really hated lynz THAT much for reasons such as her association to msi and the tweets where she claimed to have indian descent and was weird to people who called her on it, then you should not need to invent additional reasons to hate her. you would also have to admit that those two things are not exclusive to lynz since everyone in mcr also has extensive voluntary associations with msi, most of all gerard and frank, who have also done/said racist things in the past, and you would have to come up with reasons why you are willing to forgive them but not lynz. i also don't like lynz and find a lot of her actions distasteful but it's literally impossible to get a reasonable explanation from any of the mcr fans who hate her SO much for the depth of this hatred without them including complete fabrications or deeply bad-faith suppositions (or actively misogynistic comments) in those explanations. it's extremely transparent and only goes to show how little these people care about the actual genuine issues related to jimmy/msi and weird racist comments/claims.

also as a side point i don't understand why people also love to act like frank is a perfect innocent in any situation to the point where they'll literally make up reasons to like him or claim that he's on "their side" (e.g. the idea that he hates msi when he was a vocal fan). i love frank so much but fandom as a whole seems to have such a weirdly distorted view of him, despite him being the one in the band who's most open about his thoughts and feelings/life in general. or maybe for that reason? he certainly seems to be the one people project onto the most with a lack of self-awareness about what they're doing, idk. it's weird though frank is such a lovable and admirable guy but sometimes i see the way some of his intense fans talk about him and i honestly feel like they're talking about a different person? of course none of us really know him at all but idk i really feel like the version of him that exists in the most prevalent fan-driven frerard narrative is so bizarrely separate from reality skfjfkssk. idk anyway that's kind of off-point, the most important thing here is that if you make things up about frank or attribute your own opinions to him when he hasn't actually said anything like that (e.g. hating msi or hating lynz) you're gonna get further and further down that rabbithole and end up setting yourself up for disappointment when frank inevitably doesn't behave/think the way you want him to irl lol.

so anyway i qrted that tweet, and op deleted their account between my second and third tweet here lol.

Its so… something… to see all these comments and posts about jimmy urine saying “i cant believe he would do that!! This is so surprising… i think he wouldnt… 😔innocent until proven guilty ✊”

Bc when i found them in middle school i was like “oh his whole thing is that hes a pedophile. Thats cool”

this person in my autism group was talking about how wEiRd and randum their music taste is and then just showed a screenshot of their msi playlist on spotify

new chapter (supernatural fic)

(Also on AO3.) 

Clean Hands, part 5

Crowley/Dean Winchester/Castiel 

Warning: SPACE GORE  

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“I understand you and Dean have fallen out,” said Castiel. “Again. But this is important. The Winchesters are in danger, Crowley. They badly need our help.”

Ten thick leashes in hand, Crowley walked on nothing, his Armani coat billowing in a non-existent breeze for stylistic purposes. Ordinarily, he was loathe to keep the hounds in check via such brutal methods – his clever, clever darlings were the best-behaved babies in the world, always attentive and alert, instantly responding to his every whistle and command. Leashes, he felt, insulted them.

But today, to his sorrow, it was necessary. Brilliant, gorgeous beasts that they were, they weren’t accustomed to hunting the damned in zero gravity. If he didn’t keep them tethered, they were inclined to float away.

“What’s in it for me?” Crowley asked, without deigning to glance in Castiel’s direction.

Unlike him, Castiel had left his meat suit on Earth. Crowley wasn’t sure why. Keeping them operational in the freezing vacuum of space took a bit of work, a bit of concentration, but should hardly tax an angel’s resources.

Maybe he’d just wanted an excuse to stretch his wings.

And oh, how they stretched.

‘Wings’ was a barely accurate description. They were to wings what the Carina Nebula was to a puff of cigarette smoke.

Crowley felt that if the lens through which he viewed angels hadn’t been hammered into shape by early modern European Christianity, he’d sooner have thought ‘frills’ – like Jurassic Park’s inaccurate take on a Dilophosaurus, the nasty bugger that had spat acid in the fat bloke’s eyes. Huge sheets of brightly coloured whatever-material-they-made-dinosaur-puppets-from exploding out of its neck, reminiscent of an opening umbrella. That was far closer to what Crowley could see of Castiel without getting a headache than ‘wings’.

Of course, in order for the comparison to be even remotely accurate, the puppet would need to have been a mile long and accidentally warping the space-time continuum with its very presence. A meteor innocently rolled by; when it came within twenty metres of Castiel’s trunk, it flickered in and out of existence, turned to ice, turned to magma, and then reappeared on the other side of Castiel, continuing on its way as if nothing had happened.

“Crowley,” Castiel huffed, “I don’t have time to banter or bargain with you. Not today. What’s ‘in it for you’ is Dean and Sam’s continued existence – and gratitude.”

Crowley laughed.

“And my gratitude,” Castiel amended. “I will be in your debt. Not that I believe that’s even necessary. I’m quite certain you’ve already made up your mind to help. But if it makes you feel better or appeases your vanity, you can pretend you’re doing it because it will give you leverage.”

“You think a favour from you counts as ‘leverage’, kitten? The last favour you did me ended with you ascending to godhood while I hid in a methhead’s trailer listening to Nancy Sinatra for three days. You, my fine feathered friend, are a celestial fucking monkey’s paw.”

They were now close enough to the wreckage that the hounds were beginning to whine with excitement. Crowley requested patience with a click of his tongue.

“You’re absorbing too much radiation,” Castiel muttered.

“Sort it out, then.”

If Castiel had been wearing Jimmy Novak, he’d doubtless have donned that delightful scowl – maybe even graced Crowley with a pout. As it was, he merely rearranged his wings so that Crowley was shielded from the worst of the cosmic poison.

Juliet misinterpreted the movement and started growling.

“Shh, shh, sweetheart,” Crowley cooed, stroking her scales. “Daddy’s not in any danger from silly old Uncle Castiel.”

Castiel growled back at her. Sound, of course, did not carry in space, for which reason they’d been communicating telepathically; if it had, he’d have blown eardrums back at the ISS. As it was, the only result was that the mangled spacecraft tumbling through Mars’ orbit a short distance away threw off sparks.

Whimpering, Juliet tried to hide behind Crowley’s legs.

“Stop bullying her, you arse. She’s a guard dog. She’s doing her job,” he snapped, untangling the leash.

“I don’t like your pets.”

“I don’t like yours, but you’re still here, asking me to stick my neck out for them. By the way, is there a reason they haven’t summoned me themselves?”

“I…”

“Do they even know about this? Ooh – Cas, are you being naughty? Mm? Sneaking around behind their backs, again?”

Castiel reared up, a thousand luminous antennae bristling, and boomed, “Demon, I have overseen a war in Heaven. I have lead divine squadrons into Hell. I am a veteran and a commander and I am not obliged to beg permission from Dean or Sam before approaching you or any of our other allies. I – why are you aroused? This is not arousing! Stop it!”

“Make me, big boy,” Crowley husked, rapidly reviewing the logistics of getting rage-fucked by an oil-tanker-sized pillar of light and strange matter.

Juliet gave her signature ‘target locked’ bark and Crowley was forced to return his attention to the task at hand.

A figure in an untethered spacesuit had drifted from the wreckage. Still alive, Crowley could smell that much, but panicking; probably only had a few minutes of oxygen left.

He wouldn’t be needing them. Crowley snapped his fingers and let go of the leashes.

“And that,” he said, smugly, watching Juliet crack open the helmet with one bite, “is what happens to people who don’t hold up their end of the bargain.”

In zero gravity, guts didn’t so much spill from a man’s ruptured stomach as they did soar. It was really rather beautiful to watch.

“Untrue. I didn’t hold up my end of our bargain and I never faced any such consequences,” observed Castiel.

“Yes, you did. I’ve ruined you, Cassie. Haven’t you noticed? Over a hundred times now I’ve had you in my bed, arse up or legs wrapped around my shoulders, befouling that sparkling grace of yours. Dirtying you up. All day long, I catch other demons sniffing the air in my presence and I know what they’re sniffing for are the traces you leave on me. All Hell knows what we get up to, every monster and magistrate. So that’s your reputation gone as well, I’m afraid. Consequences, ducky.”

Castiel said nothing until the hounds had finished their meal and what remained of Hell’s wayward client were but a few red droplets dancing through the total blackness.

Then, slowly, in his older-than-hydrogen voice, he said, “You are… you are actually trying to tell me that all the times you’ve pleasured me – all the times I’ve pleasured you – all the times you’ve spent hours reverently touching my penis and buttocks – all the times I’ve made you orgasm so hard you start speaking Gaelic – all that was just part of your cunning plan to take revenge by corrupting me? That’s your claim? That’s the best ruse you can come up with? Ah-hah. Hah. Hah! Hahahahahahaha-…”

Angels shimmered when they laughed. Crowley suspected he was one of the only non-angels in existence who knew that. Even Dean probably didn’t.

“Piss off,” Crowley grumbled, adamantly refusing to allow his meat suit’s cheeks to redden. He clicked his tongue again and the hounds returned to his side, happy and sated.

“When you offer the Winchesters your aid, please don’t tell them I spoke to you first,” said Castiel after he’d calmed down. “It would… complicate things. Say you heard about their dilemma from some other source.”

“Oh, good. So now I can look forward to Dean getting up on his high horse and accusing me of spying on them. Thanks.”

“Crowley, you do spy on them. We both do. Constantly. The only people we spy on more frequently are one another. It – hmm. Your dog is urinating on my thorax.”

“Juliet! Naughty girl.” 

Sweet Vengeance

My own personal revenge fantasy base on my own experience.

Jimmy Willow is quite a trip not exactly the nicest guy ever, but not a total asshole either.

He has this awful tendency to stare at me a lot at work, and I will admit I find myself often in compromising scenarios.

I have dreamed of pay back for the many days and longest times of my life.

It’s funny, how I think of it now as a low point in my existence when I took advance of my skills.

“Finish, just press send, and voila.”

I hear his laptop ding out loud as the email goes through and he sighs with lack luster.

The lap top screen lights up with a color coordinating massive swirl of hypnosis.

“What is....oooohhhh so beautiful.”

“Keep it up fucker tomorrow will be your worst nightmare.”

Everyone has left for the day by the time I snuck back in to the office.

It is well past six pm so I use the key I con job to get.

I lock the door walking past my desk to his.

He is stuck staring at the spiral mindlessly emptying out.

“Hollow as fuck.” I say taping his forehead lightly.

“That’s enough! Close the email, then shut down the lap and follow me.”

“How do you feel?”

“Relax, good.”

“At the stroke of midnight you will walk to the back rooms.”

“Break in to your bosses office and take this sd card.”

I show it to him as he nods in agreement and place it in his pocket.

“Download all of the information that is pertinent to them.”

“Walk back to my desk slip it in this shaft on the corner.”

“Then you will stand by your desk all night till morning.”

I place him back leaving him to stew in his own urine.

The next day I walk in to work innocent enough.

I enter the main floor and I see him being arrested by the police.

“Fuck you.” I whisper in his ears as his mind melts again.

The end.

this is about the lynz drama

i didnt wanna write this post

when this shit first started i told myself im not gonna say anything about it cause a)i hate drama in any form and b)no one cares about my opinion

but today i got so fed up with everything ive seen on twitter that here we are

im just gonna kind of explain what happened and share my opinion i guess? and feel free to share yours in the comments as long as you respect other people

so everything pretty much started when someone asked lynz about people accusing jimmy urine of sexual assault

(first of all why would they ask lynz?like i know theyre in the same band but still shes not responsible for his actions)

her responese mightve indeed seem strange, like she was defending herself tho nobody attacked her and it overall felt kinda off

then the whole argument started (most of the tweets are deleted now so its kinda hard to find out what exactly happened)

so first thing im gonna adress is how everyone seems to be "cancelling" her for saying you shouldnt believe victims, but what i understood after reading all of her tweets was that she said always believe victims unless you know theyre a manipulative liar and i think theres actually nothing wrong with saying this? please correct me if you think im wrong but i dont really find this problematic (the tweets are at the end of the post!)

i know that the first tweet, the only one that isnt deleted seems really off and she defo couldve answer better and you can critize her for this but i think she thought the person who asked her was reffering to smth jessicka said which kind of explains everything

jessicka has been saying messed up things about lynz for years, so i think we can understand why she reacted in this way

now why dont i believe anything jessicka says?

because she always talks how she has "a proof" that lynz said/did smth but she never actually shows that proof

even now, when lynz mentioned her in one of her tweets she responded yelling about the proof but didnt actually say anything new

one thing ive learned while being in different fandoms and stuff is never believe that someone said/did something unless you have a video of them doing so or they confirmed it on their offcial account on social media

if she really had the proof, why dont just show it to people?

now the second big thing that happened was the whole family thing

people have been talking about her family situation for years (im more of a new fan so i wasnt here back then so please correct me if i make a mistake here or anywhere in the post)

what we knew before is that she cut off her mother and sister - she didnt want to talk to them nor send them money

her sister claimed it was because they arent rich or famous

now scroll all the way down again to see the tweets

her mum and sis recorded a video responding to this

now this is totally subjective opinion of mine, but i got really bad impression from watching their vid and things they said later on twitter (search for amy greene on twitter, youll find everything there)

now you can believe me or not, but i have experience with this kind of family situations

my opinion on the subject is that when it comes to family problems no ones really innocent but sometimes things get so messed up that you shouldnt really judge people based on that

we basically get two sides of the story, and i believe that both of them probably got some things right, but im gonna stay on lynzs side

i 100% understand cutting off fanily memebrs, even as close as your mother and after watching this video i felt really sorry for lynz (again its just my opinion, but the things they both said about lynz reminded me so much of the situation from my family)

ive seen a lot of people bringing up that they said nice things about gerard, so they must be telling the truth because if they wanted fame theyd go after him instead or smth like this

i disagree with this opinion because its once again a behavior i know

noone said anything about gerard before

the whole thing was only about lynz

so why would they even bring him up?

well imo if their intentions were clear they wouldnt say anything about him at all, because what for?

if they said anything bad about about him all of the fans would attack them, get mad, and maybe not believe the rest of their story, so it was in their interest not to talk shit about him

but why did they say nice things? (ITS JUST MY OPINION PLEASE IM NOT SAYING I KNOW IT) 90% of people who would watch the video are mcr fans. and what is the best way to gain someones trust? be nice to them. say nice things about their idols, interests etc, its a known trick and its really manipulative. again i dont want to accuse them but it just seemed really off to me, and it also makes lynz look even worse, like if theyre trying to say that everyone here is nice and shes the only bad person around (yet again something i know really well)

so in my opinion they only talked about g to have mcr fans take their side and if its true its really manipulative but its just my opinion and i totally understand if you dont agree with me because i have no proof for this

i think this post is coming to an end so i want to say that i believe lynz is a good person

not a saint, not perfect, but not someone we should cancel or hate on

you have a right to dislike her, i understand and respect it, same with everything i said here - i accept that you disagree, you can write me a comment about it, just please dont spread hate

i hate going on twitter and seeing all of this drama

i havent been following her for a long time, i wouldnt even call myself her fan, but ive always seen her being really nice to fans on twitter and interacting with people a lot, well ive heard people talking about her being mean to fans in the past but i couldnt really find any concrete proof (video of that happening, im sorry but i really dont believe in posts from fan accounts from years ago)but im not saying it never happened, if you have a video feel free to send it to me

i doubt anybody read all of this, but thank you anyway

also here are the screenshots i could find

feel compeltely free to share your opinion in the comments, i sure will read it but im done with this whole drama

i just needed to get this off my chest after seeing all these people going crazy on twitter, im sorry if some parts dont make sense or have any kinds of mistakes, english isnt my first language and its also really late now

Dog Sitter Part 7 - No Longer A Secret

A Gobblepot fanfic. When Oswald loses his dog Ed, Jim Gordon finds it and does an excellent job when it comes to taking care of the mobster’s furry friend. Read it on Ao3 here.

Oswald wakes to the sound of the rain hitting the windshield. He’s alone. Jim isn’t sitting beside him anymore and the complete silence tells him Ed must be gone, too. Darkness surrounds him and the only thing he sees is an enormous elder bush.

A familiar feeling of dread washes over him and the adrenaline coursing through his veins renders him wide-awake. The Penguin is certain the traitorous cop must have driven him into the woods and took his dog.

Opening his eyes fully, he finally sees a dim light - and stairs. Breathing a sigh of relief, Oswald leans back against his seat. His home definitely needs more illumination the gangster muses. With his usual predilection for grandeur, it’s truly a shame how gloomy his castle seems to be during a dark night.

He already wants to unbuckle his seat belt and exit the car when spotting Jim. The other man is standing in front of the entrance door where he’s busy piling up Oswald’s luggage neatly.

The gangster would have thought if Jim ever got his hands on his personal belongings, he would treat them carelessly, or go through them with the curiosity of a policeman. He does neither of that. Jim isn’t even squeezing the bags or shaking them in order to find out what he might be transporting. No, he’s simply placing his luggage next to his entrance.

Ed is lying beside him, watching his movements lazily. When he’s finally done, he places his paw on Jim’s foot in order to gain his attention. Chuckling, Jim takes the leash and leads the dog down the stairs while rummaging through his pockets. He whips out his phone and starts a short call while Ed lifts his leg and starts peeing. His urine hits the marble statue at the end of the staircase and Jim’s face contorts in horror.

Oswald witnesses with increasing amusement how Jim tries pulling the dog away from the statue, yet the dog refuses to cooperate. He isn’t completely sure what the other man says to his pet but judging by his body language and the look on his face, he’s probably expecting to get shot.

Finally, Ed has finished his business and Jim just stands there, frozen, while staring at the yellow spot decorating the once pristine surface of the statue. Sighing, he shakes his head and starts walking towards the car, jaw set tight and determination written all over his features. Oswald has to stifle a laugh at the sight.

The cop went behind his back so often, used him as a tool, manipulated and tricked him, and now he’s afraid he’ll get in trouble for letting Ed pee against a statue? It’s ridiculous, and a tad bit endearing.

Once again, the Penguin wonders who that other Jim is. The one who isn’t a hero trying to save a city that is corrupt to its core. He remembers Barbara and the tiny snippets she shared about Jim when being drunk and lonely and missing her former fiance. Maybe he’ll ask her the next time he meets her why she betrayed him in the first place. It never made sense, not when she’s still missing him after all those years.

“Jimmy,” she once told him. “He never cared about his own stuff. It was always all over the place. He never treated anything that belonged to him with care. But my things...even the most insignificant nick-nacks...he’d always make sure nothing gets lost or broken.” She would huff condescendingly and trail off then, lost in some bitter-sweet memory.

The cop doesn’t it even know it, or maybe he suggests it, but it’s his fortune most of Gotham’s rogues don’t regard Jim solely as a cop. They all owe him or feel deeply for him, one way or another. That goes for him, for Barbara, for Selina, and maybe even for Ed.

Jim might piss off a lot of people with his behavior but sometimes he would do something outstanding and earn himself eternal gratitude - like saving a snitch from his execution. Like telling said snitch he’s a good father.

He’s almost at the car by now. Oswald expects him to yank the door open and to bark at him to wake up already. Instead, he taps the glass gently.

“Hey sleepyhead, my cab will be there in five,” he grumbles, looking expectantly at the mobster.

At last, the Penguin exits the car. His legs are shaky, struggling to carry his body weight. He’s feeling a bit dizzy and incredibly tired. Slowly, his physical condition is catching up with him. You can only get shot at or break your bones so often until constant pain becomes your pesky companion - and he isn’t talking solely about his bad leg.

For a moment Oswald considers mentioning the man back in New Heaven and his bad feeling concerning him but then Jim’s heavy hand steadies him. He catches his upper arm with a rough grip that is too uncomfortable to be consoling, and the Penguin remembers who exactly he’s dealing with.

This man is not his friend, not his partner in crime. He’s a cop. One who will work together with him if needs must, or take care of his dog because he’s lonely. Jim is not the man to turn to for discussing personal matters or vague concerns. Should Martin be in actual danger, he’ll have to deal with the threat all on his own. Gordon won’t be of any help, never was when it came to his personal affairs.

He tamps down on the traitorous voice in the back of his mind that always told him he maybe should have turned to him the moment Galavan took his mother. The voice that tells him he would have helped the innocent woman and maybe would have been able to save her.

He yanks his arm free and snatches the leash from Jim’s hand. “Thank you, James,” he tells him, keeping his voice deliberately neutral.

Jim doesn’t answer, not right away. Just bores his eyes into his head as if he was reading his mind, seeing every little dirty secret with crystal clarity. He’s judging him, Oswald thinks. And his verdict isn’t positive. Never was, never will be. To Jim, he’s primarily a criminal.

“Same time next week?” he asks, already bending down to Ed for a final time. He pauses, looks up at Oswald and his voice is slightly hesitant when he speaks again. “If he isn’t accustomed to driving by then, that is,” he corrects himself.

The mobster nods. It’s not easy being haughty when Jim is practically at his feet. It’s unsettling, and unfamiliar, too.

He decides Ed won’t be ready for the trip by the next week anyway. This truce they are having, thanks to the pet, is too precious to be given up just yet. It’s a fragile thing, and eventually to be broken, but for now, they are not openly fighting each other, which gives Oswald the opportunity to focus on his son and his business.

The cop rises back to his feet but doesn’t move away, just keeps standing next to the mobster, seemingly lost in his own thoughts. He feels the heat radiating off of his body and the cold rain falling down onto his head. He should probably get an umbrella and shield them both from the rain but deep down he knows even the tiniest movement would end this moment.

Jim closes his eyes as he leans back against the car, for once at ease with the Penguin’s close proximity. He seems exhausted and maybe a bit sad. If they were friends, Oswald would ask him about it.

He considers offering Jim a drink or being brought back to the city by his driver. It’s futile, though. He would decline, so they both wait silently for the cab to crawl up the driveway and take the cop back to where he belongs.

Oswald wants to say a lot of things at that moment. He wants to thank him for driving him home and for keeping Ed safe. This dog means a lot to him after all. It never judges, just loves him, gives him the affection he’s missing every day. The pet is a solid presence, an anchor in a stormy sea, and knowing Jim cares for him, is a big relief.

He wants to tell him about his loneliness, about his concerns. He wishes he could confide in someone. He wants to tell him about the Riddler and how their relationship ended and ask Jim how he overcame his own broken heart.

Of course, he doesn’t. His thoughts are jumbled, unsorted and by now he learned his lesson not to push Jim Gordon. They are not friends, he reminds himself.

The cop shifts beside him and clears his throat. Oswald misses his warmth instantly. Maybe he does too, cause once again Jim’s gaze is a tad bit softer than usual, and he hesitates just for a second too long to walk up to the cab waiting for him. It feels like he should say something when the silence becomes uncomfortable but doesn’t know what it could be. Which is remarkable, considering who he is.

“I’ll text you whether to take him to my flat or to the precinct,” Jim tells him when finally getting into the cab and just like that, he’s gone. Oswald can’t help but feel instantly relieved.

“You know, I still think we should hire someone else for your dog and simply shoot Gordon,” Zsasz greets him when Oswald finally enters his home. He merely rolls his eyes and asks Olga to unpack his bags.

“I had perfect aim,” the assassin carries on. “That man is trouble,” he finishes and the Penguin’s temper flares. Jim is his concern, his problem and should it ever be necessary, he’s the only one to deal with him. They are tied together by history, fate, and destiny itself. It’s not up to Victor to decide what happens to Gotham’s last honorable man.

“Thank you for your input,” he drawls. “Now, back to what I actually pay you for,” he snaps back, the false, cheerful mask of the Penguin back in place.

It hits him how he never can be Oswald around his staff, how he’s always condemned to be the King of Gotham, even and especially at his own home.

Maybe that’s another reason for keeping Martin far away from Gotham. His son might know what and who his father is but he doesn’t get to see it on a daily basis. He’s still innocent and maybe, just maybe, it’s better to keep it that way.

“I have a license number for you to check out,” Oswald announces. “I need to know everything about the person driving this car by Thursday,” he orders while pushing a piece of paper into the assassin's hands.

“Soft spot,” Zsasz mumbles when the Penguin exits the entrance hall. He considers halting in his tracks and reprehending the other man, yet it’s no use. He’s right anyway and pretending otherwise will only confirm the other man’s suspicions.

The Penguin doesn’t have to wait until Thursday before Zsasz has any results on the man staying so close to his son. Not when the object of his concerns turns up on his doorstep the very next morning.

This time, the young man is even more skittish than the first time he saw him on the street in front of his house in New Heaven. The sheer audacity to come to the Penguin’s home is unheard of - and so very convenient. He could remove the possible threat by a snap of his fingers and sink the man’s body into the Gotham river. He would be never heard of again, never be talked about again.

Still, every corpse is a risk, a possible reason for heading back to Arkham and never leaving this hell again. Besides, he’s a danger to his newfound alliance with James Gordon, too. This insignificant boy isn’t worth jeopardizing his empire. At least not before he has been given a chance to speak.

Oswald makes him wait while styling his hair and deciding on his clothing. It was Fish who taught him how to make an entrance and how to put people into their place by his appearance. She had been a true queen, a force of nature not even death could stop. But Jim Gordon could.

It should be embarrassing how often Oswald’s thoughts wander to the harsh cop nowadays. He remembers Fish’s last moments, the feeling of her body in his arms when taking her last breath. Everything considered a lot of people perished beneath his hands - unique and replaceable ones.

One day, he might end up like Fish. They might even share the same cause of death. It’s quite likely, isn’t it? He remembers when Jim lost control when he simply raged like an animal, a true monster, a victim to his urges and desires. Even then he didn’t bring himself to truly hurt him. He knows it’s probably because Harvey stopped him. Yet still, he sometimes likes to think it’s because he means something to Jim, because he’s one of his unique people, too.

More likely, it’s just a happy coincidence. One of the many coincidences regarding Jim Gordon that keep the man alive and the Penguin forgiving him all his faults despite his better knowledge.

Heaving a sigh, he takes his seat on his throne. Today, he’s dressed in black from head to toe, only his purple brocade-cravat adds a flash of color to his outfit. The effect isn’t missed. He hasn’t even uttered a single word before the man starts sweating profusely.

“What gives you the impression you would be welcome at my home?” Oswald demands to know, flashing the poor lad a sharkish grin.

He gapes like a fish dropped on land in the face of the Penguin. Good, he thinks, already licking his lips. This is easy, this pathetic fool won’t be a threat to anyone.

The man, some Brian Gold, starts rambling, explaining. He’s a drug dealer for the Martinellis. His girlfriend lives in New Heaven and he visits her every weekend, staying so close to the Penguin’s residence is merely a coincidence and he won’t be bothering the kingpin ever again. In fact, Brian wants to leave Gotham. He’s saved enough money to start over with his woman and he’d appreciate it very much if the Penguin would let him live until next week. He promises they’d be both gone by then. And no, he has no idea what the Penguin is doing in Connecticut and he doesn’t even want to.

Oswald listens to man’s ramblings with mixed feelings. On the one hand, he desperately wants to believe him. It’s the perfect solution to his problem. The man is simply in a quite similar situation as himself. On the other hand, there’s something rat-like, insincere about him. He’s acting too harmless, too innocent to be believed. It reminds him of himself in his early days, when his alleged innocence would fool almost anyone around him. His gut tells him to just stab him right then and there.

And if he’s wrong? Being a mobster means living with constant paranoia. A paranoia that would keep one alive but could also lead to one’s downfall. The stakes are too high. Gotham has never been quieter, business is running just fine and he and Jim are getting along. The oaf isn’t worth risking any of that.

And still, his secret is out in the open. His safe haven isn’t safe anymore and everyone knows two people can only keep a secret if one of them is dead.

But then would a minor drug dealer truly dare going up against the King of Gotham? The thought alone is ridiculous. Besides, he doesn’t even seem to know about Martin. Yet, he could probably find out easily enough.

Oswald dismisses him despite his doubts. He could handle this idiot in his sleep anyway he tells himself. He’ll simply have to bring more weapons the next time or relocate. Or maybe this is just fate’s way of telling him that Martin would never be truly safe anywhere and that he should just simply keep his son at his side where he belongs.

Pouring himself a drink, the mobster considers another option. Despite all his mistakes, he doesn’t truly believe James would seriously entertain the thought of using a little boy as leverage against the Penguin. Maybe he should simply tell him about his exact whereabouts and… And then what? Hope for Jim to come and rescue him and Martin if the situation would ever spiral out of control?

The mobster snorts. He isn’t some pathetic damsel in distress in need of a big hero. No, he’s Oswald Cobblepot, crime lord supreme. The one who outsmarted Falcone, Maroni, Mooney and countless others. And now he’s worried about some sorry drug dealer?  

My Reaction to Jessicka’s Recent Twitter Drama and Other  Immature/Embarrassing Behavior

[Please see previous posts]

Jessicka Trips Up On Her Lies

Jessicka has backtracked slightly on her ‘Gerard Way the sexual abuser and domestic abuser’ stance.

But a couple of days earlier she said this

So... Which is it, Jessicka? Did you realize that you fucked up royally on this pathetic attempt to ruin the Ways?

Also, never let her forget that she compared these two people with the caption ‘Birds of a feather’. Unforgivable.

#DIESLOW

I’ve seen a few people asking about the Gerard Way tweet “I’d smash your face for six bucks and a Dr. Pepper #dieslow”. In summary, this was tweeted out back in 2010 (I think) in response to an account that was deliberating sending abusive tweets to him. Around this time, he also called a fan a ‘cunt’ on twitter. I’m not condoning any of this, I think it’s disgusting but it also happened eight years ago and was dealt with at the time. Some more info about this here.  I actually can’t find an image of the tweet to include in this post. It appears that Jessicka and Christian have sought this tweet out to back up any the previous claims about Gerard Way being involved in ‘sexual misconduct’, Sending a “I’d smash your face tweet” doesn’t align with Gerard Way being a sexual abuser, however, it’s clear that Jessicka switches up her story to suit whatever narrative fits. Jessicka’s Headline: ‘EMO’ Gerard Way = bad guy

Jessicka is still banging on about this irrelevant tweet and using it as the backbone of her argument.

 Is this one tweet really worth the energy that she’s putting into it? All the drama had calmed down until Jessicka decided one day to to get offended by this tweet, a tweet that was published when she was friends with the Ways. Jessicka, if you had such a big problem with it then perhaps you could have discussed it at... hmm... I dunno? Mark Ryden’s Easter dinner? Or the the multiple art shows that you and Lindsey were involved in? Now seems like a very convenient time to make an issue out of a stupid tweet. Which brings me onto my next point.

“But please understand this is not personal”. Not personal? So you just happen to have a problem with Gerard Way who is the husband of your exfriend? The other month there it was Jimmy Urine you had an issue with. The men that you have accused are both married to people you used to be friends with but this isn’t personal? On that subject, Jessicka and Christian used to beat the drum about Jimmy Urine being a ‘pedophile’. According to the Addams, Jimmy Urine ‘dated a 15 year old’. Their only ‘evidence’ (according to Jessicka) was that Lucinda Montano ‘confirmed’ it but guess what, there’s no evidence of that anywhere! Christian Addams in particular never shut up about Jimmy Urine being a ‘pedophile’ but that lie dried up fast. I guess the Addams’ must have an issue with Lindsey this week instead of Chantal.

The last thing on the ‘#dieslow’ tweet that the Addams have seemingly just discovered - Jessicka has sent similar tweets in the past. (x)

Jessicka is a hypocrite! Next time she starts her shit about that tweet or any other tweet, please send her these tweets. I can already imagine the weakass excuses that she will come up with to distance herself from these tweets. The facts: She tweeted them like she’s tweeting the slanderous things out about Gerard Way. No excuses.

Shitty Teenagers

Jessicka and Christian Addams now decide what age you are and what gender you are.

WRONG!

Misgendering someone? Not cool. How do you know this person is a teenager? Is it because it suits your warped narrative?

So, they’ve also taken to deciding who is a teenager and who is not. I’m not sure what their thought process is for this one. Back when Jessicka leaked her own DMs, out of embarrassment, she accused a fan of hacking her account. Christian began to bully the accounts that were defending the accused but innocent, @poisondwarfiero. Even though the accounts said that they were teenagers, Christian decided against this most likely because they outsmarted him.

I think that Jessicka and Christian are a tad out of touch. Being in their 40′s and not knowing any teenagers, I believe this has given them a skewed view of youth as demonstrated by Jessicka’s ridiculous ‘hacked’ account persona. To Jessicka, teenagers say ‘wack’ A LOT:

Jessicka also thinks that teenagers talk like pirates. “It’s pride now she be bi” arrr! “She be out of the coven” ARRR!!!

Jessicka Tweeting Lindsey

This tweets disgusts me. It’s another example of Jessicka taking the high-ground. She’s put Lindsey in a terrible position by challenging her in this way. Lindsey is never going to respond to this which for some people, may come across as uncaring. Why should Lindsey respond to this after Jessicka has revealed Steve Righ and Lindsey’s affair, outed the coven as the authors behind the NoWayMikeyWay blog, accused Jimmy Urine of statutory rape, accused Gerard Way of domestic and sexual abuse...  Why does Lindsey deserve any of your time? Since March you have tried to ruin her and her family. When did Lindsey ever claim to be humanitarian? Is this another label that Jessicka has put on to someone? .

I hate to say this but Jessicka uses her friend’s cancer when things are not going her way. After revealing to @poisondwarfiero that her friend has Stage 3 cancer, Jessicka then accused Lisa (@poisondwarfiero) of hacking her account even though it was Jessicka who leaked her own DMs. Jessicka is a very sick and disturbed person.

I know that this might be shocking for some but I’ve put if off long enough. Straight after the hacking accusation came another lie that all her messages were ‘deleted’ because of the ‘hack’, even the ones her former band mate, Scott who died of cancer (x).

Throwing the ‘my friend has cancer card’ is despicable as is her recent behavior on her @JoJ_Official account. I’m sickened by the depths she will go to to get at Lindsey Way.

Jessicka, the Attention Seeking Child

Jessicka chooses to get offended by an old tweet by Gerard Way and she gets annoyed when others don’t share her irrational outrage.

But as soon as people question her interest in tweet, Jessicka throws a fit and moves the topic of conversation over to cancer.

“Why are you tweeting at me and not being proactive? Toxic fans like you can’t see that petty drama does not trump cancer. Period! And lastly: I am not a victim, I am survivor. Good luck.”

Says Jessicka who for the last 3/4 days has tweeted non-stop about a TWEET that Gerard Way published years ago. Jessicka has recently brought back the “petty drama” because she was bored or whatever. She can’t just disregard it now that she has tried and failed to drag Gerard Way’s name through the mud. She may be done with the “petty drama” (for now) because she is not winning but her taking the high-ground and playing the cancer card again isn’t going to redeem her in any way. Apparently, Jessicka dictates when a conversation starts and begins. The rules of her game are not fair.

Are We Done Here?

This condescending statement is something I’ve noticed over the last few months. It’s another way that this desperate couple try to assert dominance. They’re fucking idiots.

Christian Addams

Christian Addams is present purely because of his hatred of Gerard Way and the MCR fanbase. This is one of his tweets that is now deleted.

“You are dick bags with no loyalty”. “Dumb dumb dumb fans”. Christian Addams is disgusting. Please continue to screencap any of his tweets before he deletes them.

Idk if you know but court has been dismissed forever and the accuser is gonna have to pay a fine for not having evidence nor giving documents in time.

#FIRE!!!!!! GOOD 4 JIMBO :3

Zajok a nappaliból – Grande Traxelektor 2020 - “Mind”

Be kell hogy valljam, ezek a havi Traxelektorok nem is igazán fontosak. Mármint a megjelenés, tettenérés, begyűjtés szintjén azok, de mivel az elektronikus underground oly széles spektrumából történik a kiválasztás, az eredmény túlzottan eklektikus, és egymással nem igazán összeillő dolgok kerülnek egy kalapba. Persze a szelekció nagyon fontos egy olyan világban, ahol elképesztő mennyiségű túlinformáció áramlik, ahol az előadókat se könnyű követni, mert na várjál, példa: Karl O’Connor nevet viselő őstechnoarc úriember legismertebb a Regis néven, de Cub néven is jelent meg decemberben anyaga Simon Shreeve-vel közösen, ám két német haverral Ugandan Methods is tud lenni, illetve Anthony Child-dal (Surgeon-nel) British Murder Boys néven turnéztak pár éve, vagy amikor összeállt Function (David Sumner), Silent Servant (Juan Mendez), Regis (Karl O’Connor) és Female (Peter Sutton), akkor azt Sandwell District-nek hívták anno. A Discogs további 14 pszeudot sorol fel neve mellett. Szóval ezekből lehetne kanyarítani olyan érettségi feladatot, hogy a Kásler Doktor is egyből a Tízparancsolatot markolgatná, nemhogy Pisa-teszt. Szóval a Szelekció Hatalom. Olyan ez, mint egy nagy, több száz darabos kirakó. Most év végén ezt a 12 kalapot kiborítom, és szétválogatom 3 csoportba, ami háromféle zenei funkció és morfológia mentén jön létre. Idén az első a „Mind” nevet viseli, ezek a klasszikus nappaliba való szobazenék, akár lehet rájuk táncolni is, de inkább olyan hallgatós fajták, amik mellett akár beszélgetni is lehet. (Nem ellentmondás!) A következő posztban a „Move” kategória érkezik majd, szerintem ez elég egyértelmű ide a táncos, magas bpm számú darabok kerülnek (Shut Up and Dance!). Annyiban élve marad az eklektika, hogy bár dance, de ez lehet techno, industrial, ebm, electro, jungle, break stb... A harmadik posztban pedig „Sense” címmel a downtempo határterületeiről begyűjtött műremekek találhatók, tehát ambient, triphop, krautrock, dub, experimental zusammen cöxponilag legyen áldott a végtelen tér, melyben ott a helyed! Visszatérve a fenti fejtegetésre, olyan ez, mint mikor egy kép 2020 zeneiségéről csak itt a legvégén élesedik ki és válik láthatóvá (hallhatóvá). A TRXL 2020 Mind válogatásba 111 idei szerzemény került be, az össz játszási ideje kerek 11 óra (a szpotis playlist a hiányok miatt szokás szerint rövidebb, 8:23) A Random és a Krosszféd legyen veletek 2021-ben is!

Spotify playlist (83/111, 8h23m/11h00m) AAAA - Glide Age X [Runts, Acid Test] Abjective - Aristotle [Anteq, Detroit Underground] Acronym - The Sixth Mass Extinction [Melting Sea, Stilla Ton] Against All Logic - Faith [2017-2019, Other People] Against All Logic - Fantasy [2017-2019, Other People] Against All Logic feat. Estado Unido & FKA Twigs – Alucinao [Illusions Of Shameless Abundance, Other People] Alva Noto - Uni Blue (JASSS Remix) [Unieqav Remixes, Noton] Anatoly Grinberg & Mark Spybey - The Failure of Language [The Failure of Language, Ant-Zen] Anatta - Fields of Play (Tolouse Low Trax Knights & Wheels Remix) [Fields Of Play, The Magic Movement] Andrew Weatherall - Unknown Plunderer [Unknown Plunderer / End Times Sound, ByrdOut] ( posthumous) Anthony Rother - Our Reality [Cyberspace Reality, Psi49net] Anthony Rother - The Force (Digital Exclusive) [Machine, OMNIDISC] Anti Drone Squad - Self-Surveillance (Neinzer's Orbital Refix) [Pax Digitalis, Sin Hilo] Anunaku - Teleported [Stargate, 3024] ASC - Saturate [Absolute Zero, Arts] ASC - Telemachus [Absolute Zero, Arts] Black Merlin - Genesis Preacher [Genesis Preacher, B.M] Black Merlin - PK 9 [MOD IK, Bitta] Blancmange - Living on the Ceiling (Roman Flügel Remix)[Living On The Ceiling (Roman Flügel Remixes), London] Blitzkrieg Baby - Cannibal Commando (Ancient Methods Remix) [Remixed, aufnahme + wiedergabe] Bochum Welt - More Light (James Zabiela Remix) [Seafire Remixes, Central Processing Unit] Burrell Connection, The - Hertabrucke Sunset [Breaks That Strung The Camel Back, Optimo Music] Cabaret Voltaire - The Power (Of Their Knowledge) [Shadow Of Fear, Mute] Capitol K - Brook [Birdtrapper , Faith And Industry] Carl Finlow - Coulomb Blockade [Apparatus, 20/20 Vision] Cedric Elisabeth - Chaotic [Facing Reality, Detroit Underground] Chicks On Speed & Captain Mustache - Mentally Naked [Mentally Naked EP, My Favorite Robot] Chris Korda - Apologize to the Future [Apologize to the Future, Perlon] Chris Korda - Overshoot [Apologize to the Future, Perlon] Coco Bryce - Vegan Library [Deep Into The Jungle, Lobster Theremin] Commodo - Hot Pursuit [Loan Shark, Black Acre] Contours & Yadava - Udu [Cosmic Echoes, ANMA] Cult48 - Harbinger [Catalog 1, Self-Released] Cyan 85 - Aquasma [Lucid Intervals, Voitax] Daedelus - Fettle (QRTR Remix) [What Wands Remixes, Dome of Doom] Das Ding - Category Collapse (Heap Remix) [Your Content Will Arrive Shortly, Mechatronica White] Das Ding - Your Content Will Arrive Shortly [Your Content Will Arrive Shortly, Mechatronica White] Deadbeat & The Mole - I'd Rather Be Lonely [Deadbeat Meets The Mole, BLKRTZ] Denial of Service - Junkie Foxtrot [False Positives, Film] Dense & Pika - Amber (Original Mix) [Hypercolour Patterns Vol. 11, Hypercolour] dgoHn - Robin's Windmill [Undesignated Proximate, Love Love] Die Orangen - Krautback (Full Circle’s Fail We May Sail We Must Remix) [Saft 3, Malka Tuti] Die Wilde Jagd - Himmelfahrten [Haut, Bureau B] Djedjotronic - Rusted (Original Mix) [Boish EP, Boysnoize] Dom and Roland - A Broken Heart [Lost In The Moment, Dom & Roland Productions] Dubfound - Secret For Granny (Original Mix) [Secret For Granny , Rawax] Emaenuel - Treasure [Contact 7, All Centre] Emma DJ – Fuzmec [VA. - An Easy Way Out For Those Who Can't Escape, L.I.E.S.] E-Saggila - E-1 [Archives 2015-18, Cobalt] E-Saggila - Genesis Factory [Anima Bulldozer, Northern Electronics] Exhausted Modern - Apex of the Universe [Datura, Artificial Horizon] Exhausted Modern - Odd Fish Washed-up [Failing State EP, OMO] Exhausted Modern - The Best is Yet to Come [Conditions of Struggle, Struggle for Conditions, Endless Illusion] Exhausted Modern - The Serpent And The Rainbow [Datura, Artificial Horizon] Fluxion - Glimpses II [Perspectives, Vibrant Music] Forgemasters - Skies Over Sheffield (96 Back Eccy Beach Heatwave Mix)[Skies Over Sheffield, Seven Hills] Forgemasters - Skies Over Sheffield (Luca Lozano's Sunshine On Sharrow Mix)[Skies Over Sheffield, Seven Hills] Headless Horseman - Hunted [Inhabited Shadows, Headless Horseman] Hieroglyphic Being - This Is From The Radiance [The Shittest Sounds U Don't Ever Want 2 Hear With Spiritual Name Titles 2 Prove How Deep I Am Vol. 1, Soul Jazz] Hoshina Anniversary - Narinuredo [Go Shichi Go Shichi Shichi, Youth] Huan Huan - One Big Bug [One Big Bug, Kompakt] Imre Kiss - Mer de Désir (Auratekh trackmix) [Mer de Désir, Crisis] Imre Kiss - Oimachi (Intergalactic Gary Remix) [Oimachi , Dalmata Daniel] Imre Kiss - Repeater [Mer de Désir, Crisis] Intergalactic Gary - Microwaves [DDS03, Dalmata Daniel] Jasss - Turbo Olé [Whities 027, Whities] Jasss - We Solve This Talking [Whities 027, Whities] Jay Glass Dubs - Dots On Nails [Soma, Berceuse Heroique] Jay Glass Dubs - Wagon Prophet [Soma, Berceuse Heroique] Jimi Tenor - Journey To Bismuth [Metamorpha, BubbleTease Communications] Jimi Tenor - The Flat Roundabout [Metamorpha, BubbleTease Communications] Jimmy Urine & Serj Tankian - Shot [Fuktronic, Serjical Strike] Kanthor - Epitaphe [Mathème, Shaded Explorations] Konx-Om-Pax & Silvia Kastel - Säule Acid (Club Mix) [Return To Cascada, Planet Mu] Krikor - We As One In The S.D.T. Style [VA - Bongo Beats and Bankruptcy - The Sound of I'm a Cliché, I'm a Cliché] Kris Baha - Barely Alive (Timothy J. Fairplay Remix) [Barely Alive, Emotional Especial] Krust - 7 Known Truths [The Edge Of Everything, Crosstown Rebels] Legowelt - Shadows In The Street Life [Pancakes With Mist, Nightwind] L-F-D-M & Veronica Maximova - Obsolete Vernacular [VA - Mothership, Midnight Shift & Voitax] Livingtotem - Yoshino Mausoleum [Surreal Existence, Ant-Zen] Low Budget Aliens - Geo-Stationary Monument [Junk DNA, xpq] Luke Slater - When It Twists [VA - Air Texture Volume VII, Air Texture] Marco Shuttle - Arpex [Ritmo Elegante, Spazio Disponibile] Marco Shuttle - Qatarsi [Ritmo Elegante, Spazio Disponibile] Metal - Alloyed Forces [Point Vacancies, ESP Institute] Monolake - Gantt Exodus [Archaeopteryx, Monolake - Imbalance Computer Music] Nathan Fake - Cry Me a Blizzard [Blizzards, Cambria Instruments] natural/electronic.system. - Rituale [Mantis 02, Delsin] nthng - Wave Return [Hypnotherapy, Lobster Theremin] Nummer Music - Windchill [Night Confidence, Nummer Music] Om Unit - Runes [Submerged, Self-Released] Otik - Falling Forward [Zero-Sum Game, Shall Not Fade] Otik - Wetlands [Wetlands, Intergraded] Overmono - Verbosa [Everything U Need, XL] Pye Corner Audio - Weather the Storm [Where Things Are Hollow 2, Lapsus] Porter Brook - Deliverance [GROUNDWORK 02, Groundwork] Silicon Scally - Proximity Sensor [Dormant, Central Processing Unit] Squarepusher - Terminal Slam [Be Up A Hello, Warp] Stílus Együttes - Júniusi esteledés a lugasban [Gyermekévek 2012​-​2019, Self-Released] Sumiruna - Griot [Griot, Merkaba] Tolouse Low Trax - Sales Pitch [Jumping Dead Leafs, Bureau B] Tomaga - Ersangerkrieg [Extended Play 2, Self-released] Tornado Wallace - Atoms [Midnight Mania, Optimo Music] TOY - Strangulation Day (Cosey Fanni Tutti Remix) [Happy In The Hollow, Tough Love] TVII SON - Am I [TVII SON, MIC] Új Látásmód Fúzió & Csermanek Lakótelep - Betonráma [Slágerbarátság, Senkrecht] Urlaub in Polen - T.H.D.T [All, Tapete] UVB76 - Kang Kang Kang [Iwa Gaaden, Random Numbers] UVB76 - Onibi [Iwa Gaaden, Random Numbers] Vested Soul - Give Me a Chance [Give Me a Chance, Gated] Viers - Douglas Descend [Innocence, Typeless] Wata Igarashi – Homecoming [Traveling, Omnidisc]

Music tag

List 10 songs your vibing on then tag others

Tagged by @slutforpennywise and @float-me-to-the-moon two of my favs. ily guys. <3 Thank you for the tags!!

I stole Ash’s idea and I linked the songs. Consider giving these a listen if you haven’t heard them before. <3 Songs are in no particular order. 

Heavy Metal and Reflective by Azealia Banks. That instrumental is sexy af. I was obsessed with Broke with Expensive Taste for a looong time and this is still one of my favorite tracks off that album.

Get Some ft. Kamille by Ghosted. This song and video is such a MOOD and I know you clown/monster fuckers would agree. 

Lament of Innocence (Leon’s Theme)  on the Castlevania: Lament of Innocence OST. I used to be super, super into video game music. To the point where it was all I listened to. And if you’ve never played the Castlevania games HOLY SHIT let me tell you. Almost every single game has a gorgeous OST. Plenty of badass remixes of OST songs floating around too. The ending of this song still takes my breath away.

Disco Tits by Tove Lo. I find it really fun to listen to this song when I’m in need of inspiration for smut or just when I’m... y’know. It’s a sexy, upbeat song.

Heads Will Roll by Yeah Yeah Yeahs (A trak remix). C’mon. I love the original, but the remix is fun af. 

Voulez Vous by The Atomics. Warning: Chances of this getting stuck in your head are high.

Future Club by Perturbator. Ughh. It’s hard to choose just one song from Perturbator. If you’ve never heard their music start with Dangerous Days- the album this song is off of. Perfect music to game to, write to, or just chill and vibe to.

Ugly Boy by Die Antwoord. I’m sure most of us have heard Die Antwoord, but I couldn’t not include this one for our ugly boy. <3

Get It Up by Mindless Self Indulgence. CATCH ME DRIVING DOWN THE HIGHWAY SCREAMING THIS AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS. Also nostalgia because Jimmy Urine shoved my face in his crotch while singing this song at my second MSI concert. lmao

Monstrance Clock by Ghost. Ghost is one of my favorite bands ever. I can usually make people ~get it when I show them this song. Gorgeous vocals, gorgeous instrumentals, gorgeous imagery painted by the lyrics... Ghost does it all. 

My response is a little late so I figure everyone’s been tagged by now. I wasn’t online for a while before a bit ago, so idk who hasn’t been tagged!! If you haven’t been tagged and you see this, YOU’RE TAGGED. If you do it please tag me.

Tagged by @frozenteardrop ♥ Rules: answer the questions with only “innocent” or “guilty”, with no explanation. Asked someone to marry you?: innocent Kissed one of your friends?: innocent 
Danced on a table in a bar/tavern?: innocent 
Told a lie?: Guilty 
Had feelings for someone you can’t have?: Guilty as charged Kissed someone of the opposite sex?: innocent Kissed someone of the same sex?: guilty 😏 
Kissed a picture?: Guilty Slept until 5 pm?: innocent 
Fallen asleep at work/school?: guilty 
Held a snake?: Innocent 
Been suspended from school?: innocent Stolen something?: Guilty Done something you regret?: guilty Laughed until something you were drinking came out of your nose?: Guilty Caught a snowflake on your tongue?: Guilty 
Kissed in the rain?: Innocent Sat on a rooftop?: guilty 
Sang in the shower?: Guilty Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?: (does that one swimming lesson count?) 
Slept naked?: Guilty 
Made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?: i hope innocent 
Been in a band?: Innocent Shot a gun?: innocent
 Donated blood?: Innocent 
Eaten alligator meat?: innocent Eaten cheesecake?: Guilty 
Still loved someone you shouldn’t?: Guilty 
Have/had a tattoo?: Innocent 
Been too honest?: Guilty 
Ruined a surprise?: guilty Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated so you couldn’t walk after?: Guilty Erased someone from your friends list?: guilty Dressed in a man’s clothes?: Guilty Dressed in a woman’s clothes?: Guilty Joined a pageant?: Innocent Been told you’re beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said?: Guilty 
Still have communication with your ex?: Innocent Cheated on someone?: Innocent 
Got totally drunk the night before a big exam?: Innocent
 Been treated by a total stranger paying your fare?: Innocent Got so angry you cried? Guilty Tried to stay away from someone for their own good?: Guilty 
Actually murdered someone?: ..Innocent 
Thought about mass murder?: Guilty 
Actually committed mass murder?: innocent Rode in a stranger’s vehicle?: Guilty Stalked someone?: Innocent 
Had a boyfriend?: Innocent
 Had a girlfriend?: guilty 
Been totally drunk on a holiday?: innocent
 Sent suggestive messages to the Purple Monkey?: Innocent (???????) Made faces at a small child while standing in line at a store?: Guilty 
Farted, and blamed it on a pet?: innocent I tag @actualcinnamondun @bitter-bi @jimmy-urine and @guitarsruletheworld

“ALTER-NITE”. 9th January 2017 at JAAI

Incubus - Drive Kurt Vile - Pretty Pumpin’ G.Love & Special Sauce - Stepping Stones Ben Harper & The Innocent Criminals - Shine Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth - Take You There A Tribe Called Quest - We The People Cypress Hill - How Could I Just Kill A Man Beastie Boys - Shake Your Rump DJ Shadow - Sideshow ft. Ernie Fresh Alabama Shakes - Don’t Wanna Fight Jack Johnson - Never Know

The Smashing Pumpkins - Bullet With Butterfly Wings Nirvana - Litium * Rage Against The Machine - Know Your Enemy (live)* System Of A Down - Sugar Limp Bizkit - Take A Look Around Sugar Ray - Fly Trophy Eyes - Chlorine

Pavement - Shady Lane Jimmy Eat World - Sweetness* Dinosaur Jr. - Feel The Pain Sonic Youth - Dirty Boots* Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Heads Will Roll Grimes - Kill V. Maim (Little Jimmy Urine Remix) Holy Fuck - Tom Tom Nine Inch Nails - Wish

Here We Go Again

Killers, the Republican Club and chaos seem to be dominating the news (except in Savannah where the big crime to solve is who put the googly eyes on the statue of Nathanael Greene). Among stories of boys gone wild, there is only one that has met the fate he deserves. A Fish and Game commissioner out of Idaho was asked by his governor (whose name is Otter) to leave. The guy in question, whose name is Fisher, did just that in response to no less than six other former commissioners. The shockingly crass photos of his kill of a family of baboons and other animals while on safari with his wife in Namibia (which he managed to share with approximately 125 people before they went viral) was met with comments like former commissioner Fred Trevey’s: “My reaction to the photo and accompanying text of you smiling and holding a ‘family’ of primates you killed, dismays and disappoints me.” Tony McDermott - another former commissioner - sent the photo to Otter and the others. Trevey goes on to question his position as unsportsmanlike and hardly an example to others, with which the local executive director of Idaho Wildlife (a pro-hunting organization) Steve Adler agreed, calling him despicable: “What bothers me is he’s got the family there and a little baby baboon siting there with blood all over it, kind of like in the mother’s arms...you just don’t do this...” Meanwhile, back at the White House hangs a portrait of a different kind of animal in a print copy of a painting called The Republican Club (all former Republican presidents). As Jimmy Kimmel put it: “There are only three living people in this painting; two of them hate Donald tRump; the other is Donald tRump; what a beautifully crafted piece of narcissism.” He’s also visibly thinner in the depiction, as he drinks his Diet Coke, but that’s just vanity. Elsewhere there is an appropriate use of busts of tRump all around NYC for dogs to pee on. Something like the uritrottoirs - or urinals on city sidewalks - placed in planters in cities like Paris. Speaking of busts, looks like Stormy Daniels’ comeback to tRump’s name calling her “Horseface” was “Tiny” (in response to his usual Tuesday tweets). I really don’t care, do you? Especially when his current wife calls herself the most bullied person in or was that “on” the world? Pronoun use aside, what on earth? You visited Africa dressed as a colonial...who cares about you or anyone who makes a video look-alike of you doing a striptease. No phony modesty will do here. Once you have posed nude, you have no defense. Defense...or offense? That is the question...but I know I find it all very offensive. Just as offensive as I find David Purdue grabbing a phone from a student’s hand. Just as offensive as I find the comment from Secret Service (Secret Police is more like it) to a CBS reporter on board a commercial flight with Ivanka and Jared (as he has become particularly cozy with the Saudi Crown Prince) - a CBS reporter who simply wanted his take on the Khashoggi affair. The Secret Service person’s rude reply to showing press card was: “I don’t give a damn who you are.” Naturally, despite those fighting words ‘we will get to the bottom of this’ the effort to investigate the Saudis is as weak as the limited FBI investigation into Kavanaugh; it’s as weak as the Kemp campaign in its use of voter suppression; it’s as weak as the former KGB officer tRump so often defends. It’s the same as the Putin defense when he says about the Saudis in the Khashoggi affair: ‘I don’t think it was them; they said it wasn’t them.’ In their defense, he offers: “Here we go again with you’re guilty until proven innocent.” No doubt this is in reference to Kavanaugh (whose sexual assault allegations no longer matter because “we won”). After all, it might just have been an uncoordinated group of fifteen Saudi men...carrying a weapon to an interview - a weapon used to dismember - during an interview...at a consulate. That’s not an interview gone wrong; it’s an interview to end all interviews. Which is what I’m sure we all wish the latest 60 Minutes interview was with tRump.

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Athletics:

ELDORET, Kenya (Reuters) – Kenya’s former Olympic and world 1,500 meters champion Asbel Kiprop said he was traumatized by the news that he failed a doping test for the banned blood-booster EPO and vowed to prove his innocence.

FILE PHOTO: Asbel Kiprop of Kenya reacts after winning the men’s 1500 metres final during the 15th IAAF World Championships at the National Stadium in Beijing, China, August 30, 2015. REUTERS/Phil Noble/File Photo

The Athletics Integrity Unit (AIU) confirmed on Friday that Kiprop has tested positive following an out-of-competition test in November last year.

“My family and I are devastated. I am traumatized,” Kiprop, a Chief Inspector in Kenya’s police force, told Reuters on Saturday.

“The line of questioning I was subjected to earlier strongly suggested somebody had an axe to grind.”

Kiprop, 28, said in a long statement on Thursday that his urine sample might have been tampered with by testers who tipped him off about their visit and took a payment from him.

The AIU, an Independent body set up to combat corruption and unethical conduct within athletics on behalf of the sport’s ruling body the IAAF, said it had investigated and was satisfied there was no interference with Kiprop’s sample.

The AIU said Kiprop had been given advance notice which contravenes the World Anti-Doping Agency’s guidelines stating that out-of-competition tests should be conducted without prior notice to athletes.

Kiprop’s is the latest in a long line of doping cases in the east African nation, where around 50 athletes have failed tests in recent years.

Federico Rosa, who manages many of Kenya’s elite athletes, was charged as an accomplice after three-times Boston Marathon champion Rita Jeptoo tested positive for EPO. He was later cleared of the charges.

Jemimah Sumgong, the 2016 Rio Olympics women’s marathon winner, and Mathew Kisorio are among Rosa’s athletes who failed doping tests.

“I have worked so hard to build a career since 2003 when I was 13 years old. The achievements I made are crumbling before my own eyes, for a crime that I have not committed,” Kiprop said.

“In the court of public opinion, as an advocate of clean sports, I know I am very innocent. I am accused of something that I have never committed.

ATHLETICS FAMILY

Athletics runs deep in Kiprop’s family.

His father David Kebenei represented Kenya at the 1987 All Africa Games in Nairobi, where he finished fourth in the 1,500 meters.

Kebenei ran in the golden era of British middle-distance running, competing against current IAAF President Sebastian Coe in the early 1980s. Kiprop’s brother Victor Kebenei is an upcoming 800 meters runner.

“I trained at Kipchoge Keino IAAF/IOC High Performance Training Centre under coach Jimmy Beauttah, who also coached illustrious Kenyans like Moses Kiptanui, Daniel Komen and others who inspired me,” Kiprop said.

“I can’t disgrace these people, IAAF/IOC, by doping, something I have been publicly vocal against throughout my running life. I have been tough on dopers, and even called for a law to criminalize doping and to punish dopers including imprisonment.

“I will fight the case to prove my innocence to the end. It is my position that the process was flawed from the start. I was given prior warning of testing. Why would I accept to be tested if I knew I had EPO in my system?,” he added.

The AIU said it was satisfied the process was properly conducted.

“A mixed perception has been created by these allegations,” said Kiprop, world champion in 2011, 2013 and 2015 and promoted to gold at the 2008 Olympics after Bahrain’s Rashid Ramzi tested positive for doping.

“As a consequence, I find it very difficult to walk in public, to look up the main media and social media and to generally carry on with my daily activities.”

Kiprop’s case is now with an IAAF disciplinary tribunal and he could be banned for four years if found guilty of doping.

He dismissed the possibility of being injected without his knowledge.

“I can’t remember somebody possibly injecting me unknowingly,” he said.

“To the best of my knowledge, there has never been an occasion where I have either been deeply asleep or have been unconscious to a point where somebody could have injected me without my knowledge.

“My last injection was in 2014, for a yellow fever vaccination before traveling to Bahamas for the first World Relays.

“It is unfortunate that this is happening when I am preparing to move to road races after the 2019 World Championships in Doha which I want to be my last track event, possibly with a fourth world title.”

Editing by Sudipto Ganguly and Ed Osmond

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Athletics:

ELDORET, Kenya (Reuters) – Kenya’s former Olympic and world 1,500 meters champion Asbel Kiprop said he was traumatized by the news that he failed a doping test for the banned blood-booster EPO and vowed to prove his innocence.

FILE PHOTO: Asbel Kiprop of Kenya reacts after winning the men’s 1500 metres final during the 15th IAAF World Championships at the National Stadium in Beijing, China, August 30, 2015. REUTERS/Phil Noble/File Photo

The Athletics Integrity Unit (AIU) confirmed on Friday that Kiprop has tested positive following an out-of-competition test in November last year.

“My family and I are devastated. I am traumatized,” Kiprop, a Chief Inspector in Kenya’s police force, told Reuters on Saturday.

“The line of questioning I was subjected to earlier strongly suggested somebody had an axe to grind.”

Kiprop, 28, said in a long statement on Thursday that his urine sample might have been tampered with by testers who tipped him off about their visit and took a payment from him.

The AIU, an Independent body set up to combat corruption and unethical conduct within athletics on behalf of the sport’s ruling body the IAAF, said it had investigated and was satisfied there was no interference with Kiprop’s sample.

The AIU said Kiprop had been given advance notice which contravenes the World Anti-Doping Agency’s guidelines stating that out-of-competition tests should be conducted without prior notice to athletes.

Kiprop’s is the latest in a long line of doping cases in the east African nation, where around 50 athletes have failed tests in recent years.

Federico Rosa, who manages many of Kenya’s elite athletes, was charged as an accomplice after three-times Boston Marathon champion Rita Jeptoo tested positive for EPO. He was later cleared of the charges.

Jemimah Sumgong, the 2016 Rio Olympics women’s marathon winner, and Mathew Kisorio are among Rosa’s athletes who failed doping tests.

“I have worked so hard to build a career since 2003 when I was 13 years old. The achievements I made are crumbling before my own eyes, for a crime that I have not committed,” Kiprop said.

“In the court of public opinion, as an advocate of clean sports, I know I am very innocent. I am accused of something that I have never committed.

ATHLETICS FAMILY

Athletics runs deep in Kiprop’s family.

His father David Kebenei represented Kenya at the 1987 All Africa Games in Nairobi, where he finished fourth in the 1,500 meters.

Kebenei ran in the golden era of British middle-distance running, competing against current IAAF President Sebastian Coe in the early 1980s. Kiprop’s brother Victor Kebenei is an upcoming 800 meters runner.

“I trained at Kipchoge Keino IAAF/IOC High Performance Training Centre under coach Jimmy Beauttah, who also coached illustrious Kenyans like Moses Kiptanui, Daniel Komen and others who inspired me,” Kiprop said.

“I can’t disgrace these people, IAAF/IOC, by doping, something I have been publicly vocal against throughout my running life. I have been tough on dopers, and even called for a law to criminalize doping and to punish dopers including imprisonment.

“I will fight the case to prove my innocence to the end. It is my position that the process was flawed from the start. I was given prior warning of testing. Why would I accept to be tested if I knew I had EPO in my system?,” he added.

The AIU said it was satisfied the process was properly conducted.

“A mixed perception has been created by these allegations,” said Kiprop, world champion in 2011, 2013 and 2015 and promoted to gold at the 2008 Olympics after Bahrain’s Rashid Ramzi tested positive for doping.

“As a consequence, I find it very difficult to walk in public, to look up the main media and social media and to generally carry on with my daily activities.”

Kiprop’s case is now with an IAAF disciplinary tribunal and he could be banned for four years if found guilty of doping.

He dismissed the possibility of being injected without his knowledge.

“I can’t remember somebody possibly injecting me unknowingly,” he said.

“To the best of my knowledge, there has never been an occasion where I have either been deeply asleep or have been unconscious to a point where somebody could have injected me without my knowledge.

“My last injection was in 2014, for a yellow fever vaccination before traveling to Bahamas for the first World Relays.

“It is unfortunate that this is happening when I am preparing to move to road races after the 2019 World Championships in Doha which I want to be my last track event, possibly with a fourth world title.”

Editing by Sudipto Ganguly and Ed Osmond

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