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almost 100 million people live here.
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"superglue (live in little rock)" by joan
DV:
Why am I being drowned in articles about an alleged second wave of shoegaze when there's a Grey's Anatomy-core revival happening right now? "superglue" could be Howie Day with those guitars or Snow Patrol with those guitars, and I'm not sure how old the duo behind joan are but for all I know they hit LiteFM and Delilah at exactly the right age for that era of glurge-pop to be formative. I was old enough to recoil a little bit, but not so old that it didn't get into my veins when I was working as a (bad) line cook in a kitchen where the radio was permanently tuned to the Adult Alternative station. I never planned to know all the words to either "Hey There Delilah" or "Boulevard of Broken Dreams", and yet I do, and those songs also run together in my head sometimes even though it's been a lifetime since then. And when they run together, as all those Greys-core songs do, they sound something like "superglue." This is especially true in its "live" incarnation, where "superglue" has got to be one of the least live live songs I've heard in decades, bigger and wider than reality, truer to the more-is-more ethos of the mid-2000s than any pure studio recording ever could be. It's massive and heartrending, the perfect song to hear in between snippets of tough relationship advice.
MG:
I think (I'm pretty sure) this is Christian rock (as was a lot of that gorgeous, blissful, lightspun 00s guitar!) but here's the thing about music that's attempting to seduce you into a system of belief -- it's serious about its persuasion! "superglue" is lovely, as sticky as its title suggests, and soothing and comforting, too. After a lot of here and there, I decidedly do not believe in God, but I continue to find the ritual and community of value and that's where something like "superglue" fits. The "tough relationship advice" (or devastating sorrow, profoundly wounding loss, inherent and entrenched uncaring nature of existence -- take your pick) will come for you whether you are out there doing some smiling carpe diem or whether you have velcroed yourself to the walls of your mind. joan attempt to offer some relief, some balm for the wound we are all born from and, yes, it's musical morphine, but no, that's not so bad.
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“You’ll have a hard time believing this because it never happens, but I made a mistake.”
With Nakia and Kamala?
A/N: Thank you so, so much for this request! These two are such a fun pair and it's always a wild ride when they're getting into stuff 😂💖💖💖
I'm slowly trying to crank up the inspiration again 😅 I've actually added some new oneshot prompts to the list here if y'all want to check them out!
I hope y'all enjoy!
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“So, um,” Kamala trailed off, interrupting the comfortable silence between her and her best friend. Nakia looked up from where she was currently lounged on Kamala’s bed.
Kamala and her had been hanging out in Kamala’s room, and while Nakia was peacefully reading a book, Kamala was over at her desk doing something with her little paper models that she used to make her YouTube fan videos.
Up until now they had been mostly silent, only interrupting each other for the occasional weird thought or small conversation, and they had mostly just been enjoying each other’s company in the unspoken manner that only the best of friends could.
“You’ll have a hard time believing this because it never happens, but I made a mistake,” Kamala nervously laughed, and Nakia raised an eyebrow as she regarded the other girl.
“Not that hard of a time—”
“Hey!” Kamala cried, offended at Nakia’s unashamed lack of faith or perhaps show of faith in the wrong area.
“But what did you do?” Nakia questioned, slightly amused and rather unimpressed as she eyed Kamala and patiently awaited her words.
Kamala instantly shifted uncomfortably, and Nakia could not help the slight worry rising up. She was not sure if this was a superhero screw-up or just a regular Kamala mistake. The latter Nakia could likely give some advice on, but the former was something that Nakia was not entirely sure she could help with.
It was unlikely that it was a superhero problem, but sometimes Kamala waited longer than she should have to share problems to do with her superhero side. So truly, Nakia had no idea what was about to come out of the girls’ mouth.
“Umm… I might’ve accidentally superglued my phone to my desk,” Kamala admitted, and Nakia froze for just a moment, staring at Kamala as she took in her words.
After just a moment, Nakia started to laugh, the mirth bubbling in her chest as relief gripped her.
“Don’t laugh,” Kamala practically whined, and Nakia shook her head, barely managing to hold back the laughter as she moved off the bed and approached the desk where Kamala had been working.
She soon spotted Kamala’s phone laying face down on the desk.
“Is the screen stuck to the desk or just the case?” Nakia asked, and Kamala sighed.
“I don’t know… The case comes up above the screen a little so if the superglue touched anything, it was probably just the case. Hopefully,” Kamala rubbed her head, letting her cheek rest in her hand as she propped herself up.
“Did you look up how to get superglue off of surfaces?” Nakia asked. Despite how unlikely it was, Nakia figured that she would check to see if Kamala might have researched any potential answer before she had announced her phone’s plight to her.
“No… My phone’s stuck face-down to the desk,” Kamala stated plainly, and Nakia huffed, raising an eyebrow as she looked pointedly at the computer on the desk.
“Can you look up how to get superglue off of surfaces?”
“I can’t look up stuff without my phone,” Kamala whined, and Nakia rolled her eyes in fond exasperation.
“There’s a computer right here,” Nakia told her, gesturing to it, and Kamala shook her head.
“I don’t mess with my computer while I’m working with superglue,” she explained, and Nakia sighed, shaking her head.
“Maybe you shouldn’t mess with your phone either,” Nakia pointed out, and Kamala groaned, completely unimpressed with Nakia’s astute observations surrounding Kamala’s own poor choices. Nakia shrugged.
“Hindsight’s twenty-twenty, my dude,” Nakia stated wisely, and Kamala chose not to grace that with a response. Nakia pulled out her own phone, and Kamala started to reach for it with her free hand that was not holding her head up. Nakia moved her hand away from Kamala, keeping her from grabbing her phone.
“Oh, no, you don’t. I don’t want you putting some spell on mine, too,” Nakia informed her, and Kamala just let out a loud and long noise of whining protest. Nakia ignored her whines, looking at her phone carefully as she looked up what would dissolve superglue.
Finally, she got some results, and she read through a few of them, checking that the information on the first search result was accurate before she committed.
Once she got her answer, she put her phone away. She looked down at Kamala and the girl was just gazing up at her with a terrible pouty face. Nakia shook her head with a small chuckle, placing her hand on Kamala’s head before letting it fall away. She then headed over to the bed to put the hijab back on.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to the dollar store to get some nail polish remover. Turns out that acetone can dissolve superglue,” Nakia explained simply. Kamala sighed unhappily for what seemed like the thousandth time.
“I think I’m a grade A screwer-upper,” Kamala declared.
Nakia laughed, grinning widely despite her best efforts to try to be sympathetic to Kamala’s rather humorous plight.
“No. You’re just a little ditzy.”
Kamala instantly gasped in offense, not bothering to look at Nakia in the midst of her own self-pity and embarrassment about this whole thing. Instantly, Nakia almost laughed.
“Ditzy?! Bro!” she cried, and Nakia hummed as she finished putting on the hijab.
“I have to call them like I see them, Kamala,” she replied simply, and Kamala grumbled under her breath.
Nakia started out the door and she paused just before shutting it behind her.
“I’ll be back,” she told her, trying to earn a smile by doing a poor impression of the Terminator despite the fact that neither of them had ever seen the movie. The reason it meant so much to the both of them was that Bruno had been somewhat into those films and had started quoting them in a terrible version of the Terminator’s voice.
Kamala huffed, grinning a little despite her attempts to remain sour, and Nakia flashed her a wide smile before shutting the door behind her and heading down the stairs.
However, as she was about halfway down them, Kamala suddenly yelled.
“Nakia?!”
“Yeah?!” Nakia replied, raising her voice a bit to be heard by the other girl from where she had shut herself in her bedroom.
“Buy a lot of acetone!” Kamala told her.
Nakia was silent for a few beats, uncertain of why exactly she needed to buy a lot.
“Why?!”
There were several moments of quiet, but then Kamala called back to her hesitantly, her voice smaller than it had been before.
“Because… Well, because my hand’s stuck to my face…”
Nakia immediately burst into loud laughter.
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even though you are broken,
i will clutch your shattered fragments to my chest
even if they puncture my lungs, pierce through my ribcage,
and even if i bleed
i’d rather it be me than you
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Packaging: Super glue! Dries in seconds!
Reality: Takes several hours to dry on anything not human skin, then will dry instantly upon contact with slightly misplaced finger.
Also, pretty fragile on most objects, but on skin requires going under it by scraping off a layer or two.
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Put some superglue on your fingers, wait a few seconds, and presto! hours of painless skin picking fun!
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a bit more background to the current situation of the world in SE…in which, humanity might as well be living in its last fucking days
In the aftermath of the nuclear exchange, as the nuclear firestorms and volcanic ash from Europe and the US raged across the planet, this caused the planet's populace to move into cities for protection. By the time of the Martian invasion, most governments on Earth were weakened by the storms and environmental/political chaos, which crippled governmental efforts.
The United States itself was the victim of both a minor supervolcano eruption and nuclear exchange that culminated in the collapse of the world order- the western US fell to alien pathogens and radiation while the vast mid portion of the continent was split open and turned into a wasteland. The east is all that remains of proper civilization, but even that’s not untouched; in the aftermath of the nuclear war and the departure of the federal government/authorities, the east devolved into a massive urban civil war that destroyed countless cities, towns, and lives.
Until 5 years later, in which an extraterrestrial civilization from the planet Mars invaded Earth which caught humanity by surprise. The global war (excluding the armies of the US and Europe) that followed only lasted for 5 hours, during which the superscientist Dr. Lupe Altena discovered a way through unknown means to communicate with the Martians directly. The Union of Nations authorized Altena to negotiate peace with the invading extraterrestrials by any means necessary. Altena managed to negotiate peace by "saving" humanity at the cost of sovereignty; life on Earth had suffered greatly, almost 20% of the human population had been killed and much of the planet's wildlife was now endangered - Lupe pointed out that Mars would risk wiping out an entire potential food source if the war went on, which marked the end of the invasion.
“On the behalf of hundreds of national governments, the Union of Nations has ceded the entirety of the planet Earth, with all its states and peoples, to the extraterrestrial invaders from Mars [] The surrender halted a worldwide assault that only yesterday claimed untold numbers of human lives in mere hours...”
“EARTH SURRENDERS.” The Times, December 1965, p. A1
In the days that followed:
Global food supplies plummeted, stockpiles were decimated and supply lines were in limbo. Millions were without food, and an untold number of preventable deaths occurred.
The meteorological phenomena that resulted from Martian deaths wreaked environmental destruction across the planet. “Nuclear firestorms” raged across continents, destroying the environment, infrastructure, crop lands, and killing millions. Mixed with the Yellowstone incident just a few months before, made large sections of the planet uninhabitable for human life.
The alien disease known as “ADP” or “Adirondack Plague” fully emerged in the human population as the Martian infestation worsened. Even more human deaths occurred, including a sharp rise in hostile ADP-mutated creatures.
Human populations moved into cities for protection, abandoning rural areas to be swallowed up by alien wildlife and natural disasters.
15-20% of the human population was presumed killed in those two months of 1962 alone.
Mars rules Earth, but due to the actions of Lupe Altena and Agent Hammond, humanity was spared the worst possible consequences. Earth is now considered a “wildlife management and gamekeeping project” by the Martian government, in order to prevent humans from destroying themselves again. National governments for humanity remain in place, but with less power and authority over their own resources; governments now function more along the lines of a peacekeeping force, keeping citizens in line and ensuring that the Martian overlords can do as they please without interference.
With the eventual assistance of Mars and an international team of superscientists, the Promethean Society, a global coalition of countries (IndoChina, East Africa, etc) managed to wrangle the former United States back into relative order when remnants of the US government before the war was found hidden in the Rocky Mountains and forced to concede to being monitored and exploited by foreign governments. While the midwest had fallen to firestorms and the west to alien pathogens, negotiations were made: Indochina would take the west coast (the Republic of California), the USSR would take Alaska, and the east coast along with the former provinces of Nova Scotia, Newfoundland, Labrador, and Québec would be handed over to the new, smaller government of America; but under the careful eyes of Mars and corporations.
The now Disincorporated United States of America, aka DUSA, aka ‘Medusa’, is a shell of its former self. Under the supervision of Mars and megacorporations, DUSA was rebuilt in the decades to come under foreign occupation and oversight. Cities such as Necropolis Metro, or the NEC, and Las Nevadas however were put under full corporation-military-alien occupation to establish control over its economic bounty.
Necropolis Metro was established as a Zone of Control under the international community and divided into a number of smaller zones controlled by various member countries, but Mars is acknowledged as the true hand of authority and thus rule the entirety of Earth from this city. To police the population of Necropolis the military police and its civilian offshoot, the Peace Officer Unit was founded. Free market capitalism was enforced on the NEC and Las Nevadas, opening the door for foreign workers and companies to come in and do as they please while the poor and marginalized are crushed under the heel of the occupiers.
The 1970s were spent rebuilding, quoted as being “hell”, under Operation Furnace and a new outbreak of ADP that killed tens of thousands of children nationwide. The 80s experienced a minor economic boom that helped the entire country recover, but that didn’t last; in 1995 the economy was sent into a severe recession due to laissez-faire economic practices. In 2005 the DUSA is still in this recession with no end in sight.
As of 2005, the NEC is under the control of 3 foreign entities: the Union of Nations, the five companies collectively known as HYDRA, and Mars. The companies, aka HYDRA, mainly oversee South Gate NEC* while the UN oversees North Gate NEC* but HYDRA keeps its own private militaries stationed there as well. Mars is the ultimate authority and has final control of the NEC, but acts more in a supervisor role than actual administration/governance. DUSA has its own government monitored by other global leaders, but is ultimately under control by Mars as well.
At this point, just assume that Mars rules everything, and that won’t be changing anytime soon…
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It is curious how often you humans manage to obtain that which you do not want.
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they should invent a superglue that doesnt stick to the lid
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So I just sharpened a pencil but the led broke, and this pencil in particular kept doing that, which was really annoying. I even tried using a different sharpener.
But this time that it broke, I gave up on sharpening it. I turned to chaos.
I used superglue,
and it worked
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You caught me off guard, but you don't need a reason
To feel the way you do
You break my heart, then you put it back together
With some superglue
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Something about fresh @titebondproducts wood glue that makes me hungry. #woodglue #titebond #hideglue #superglue #glue #guitars #guitarmaking #luthier (at Melbourne, Victoria, Australia) https://www.instagram.com/p/Clug-kKyJVy/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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