#Phoenix Club Lounge

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#music #filter #where do we go from here #X-Ecutioner’s #I used to dance to this song at the Phoenix on Saturday nights #when I was a regular #VIP pass for years #1999-2004 were great years #toronto club scene #metal/rock/alternative/industrial nights #the phoenix #zen lounge #velvet underground #Spotify

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Oral Fixation

Summary: The five times Bradley takes note of your oral fixation. Then the one time he decides to say something to you. (I was watching both Legally Blonde movies when writing this last night so it turned out kind of pink)

Pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x afab!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, rough deployments, insecurities, alcohol, bars, clubs, sex MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY.

Word count: 3660

Masterlist

One

The first time you met was also coincidentally the first time he noticed your oral fixation. You had been transferred into fightertown from an overseas position. You were a new Psychologist and had been tasked with going around to pretty much everyone on base to inquire about their desire for a therapist. You had found most of the dagger squad in the rec room. Payback, Fanboy and Coyote were all up in the sky and the rest of them were lounging around the room. 

Bradley had turned his head away from the movie on the tv in front of him at the sound of your closed toe pink heels clicking along the tiles of the ground. His eye’s worked their way up from your feet, to your light gray slacks up to the pretty pink silk button up tucked away inside of them. When his eyes finally landed on your face you had been sucking on your cheek. As your eyes connected to his own you let go of your cheek and gave him a sheepish smile. 

“Hi, I’m the new clinical psychologist on base. Vice Admiral Simpson suggested I go around and introduce myself.” You stuck out your hand expectantly. He gave you a smirk wrapping his much larger hand around your own. 

“Bradley Bradshaw, callsign Rooster, Ma’am.” His hand was still clasped with your own, but you didn’t seem to mind. The screams of victory from Phoenix and Bob as they won a game of foosball against Yale and Harvard had your hands separating reluctantly. 

“Here’s my card.” You pulled a stack of them out of your pants pocket. Slipping one out of the pink rubber band they were wrapped in you handed him the small white rectangle. 

“I already have a therapist off base. But is there any way I can call you for dinner?” The boldness of his question had your cheeks heating. You pulled your lip between your teeth, debating how to respond to him. 

“I don’t see why that would be a problem.” You gave him a sweet smile before slipping away from him and working to the other aviators in the room. He watched your every move admiring the way you so easily conversed with the group. He noticed your eyes light up when you got to Hangman and his lips pulled into a frown. He couldn’t hear what you were saying as the two of you were on the other side of the room. 

Jake reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a small container of toothpicks. He shook one out and handed it to you with a smirk. You said something to him before passing him one of your cards and taking the toothpick from him. Bradley watched you place the little piece of spearmint wood between your teeth. Your shoulders relaxed as you closed your lips around the object. Then you were walking his way again and he quickly flicked his eyes back to the tv not wanting to get caught staring. But you had felt his eyes on you the whole time you were in the room. 

Two 

The second time he notices your oral fixation is while you are about a month into dating. He had asked you to go to the hard deck with him. It’s a slow night so you are sitting at the bar talking to Penny. Bradley is at a table with Natasha while she goes on about the double date she and Bob just went on the night before. He was only half listening however. His eyes were focused on your form clad in a pair of high waisted light wash ripped skinny jeans and a bright pink cropped tank top. 

Penny had a customer so she had been helping them which had left you alone briefly. You plucked the cherry from the bottom of your glass and pulled the fruit off the stem. You chewed it quickly before slipping the stem into your mouth. You absentmindedly worked the stem around your mouth as you scanned the bar. Your eyes met Bradleys and you gave him a toothy grin showing him the knot you had made proudly. He sent you a wink and a thumbs up. 

“Are you even paying attention to me?” Natasha huffed out at him dramatically. He turned to his best friend sat across from him and gave her an apologetic look. 

“I’m sorry about that. What were you saying about your date?” The female aviator rolled her eyes before continuing her story. He listened more intently this time actually nodding along and conversing with her as she spoke.

“I’m gonna go grab another beer. You want one too?” He asked her as he stood up, their conversation had ended a moment ago and they had just sat in comfortable silence. But Bradley was desperate to be next to you so he could take in the smell of your floral perfume. Natasha grunted in response, handing him the empty bottle she had been peeling the label from. 

“Hi there cherry blossom.” The long nickname had stuck like glue when he had first laid eyes on the pink flowers tattooed across your back. 

“Roos.” You giggled at him, the silver chain with a single delicate pearl around your neck moving along with your chest. 

“Are you drunk?” His eyes took in the knotted stem filled napkin beside you. He knew Penny had to have been doubling the cherries with the amount he saw. 

“Just a little tipsy. Penny makes amazing drinks, Roos.” You punctuated the sentence by taking a sip of your drink loudly. Bradley let out a laugh at your dramatic show, shaking his head playfully. As you pulled the glass away from your lips a few drops fell along your chin. He moved his thumb up quickly, swiping the drops away. He was going to wipe it off on his jeans but you pulled his thumb up to your mouth and sucked his thumb between your lips. You gave it a small bite before pulling your mouth away.

“Feel like taking a walk to the Bronco with me real quick.” He blinked at you slowly as you uttered the words. 

“Uh yea... Yeap. That sounds good.” He all but dragged you out of the bar, his and Natasha’s drinks forgotten. You eagerly pushed him into the backseat before climbing in beside him. He experienced the best blow job of his life that night. 

Three

The third time he noticed your oral fixation was when he had walked into your office on your lunch break. You were sitting at your desk biting off pieces of twizzlers aggressively. You hadn’t noticed Bradley yet so he sat in the doorway admiring the way you looked. Your eyes were narrowed at your paper and your pen gilded across it making harsh marks along it. 

“You’re gonna rip your paper if you press any harder.” Your hand came up to your chest quickly, eyes widening. 

“Bradley, I didn’t hear you come in.” You glanced at your watch, sat upon your wrist and flenched. Eye’s slowly moved from the screen up to your boyfriend. 

“I didn’t realize what time it was. I’m trying to get through some patient notes. I’m so sorry.” You were supposed to meet him in the cafeteria and have lunch with him there. But you had just had a group come back from a rough deployment and had been swamped with paperwork from their sessions. 

“It’s alright. I knew work has been rough lately so I figured I’d bring lunch to you.” He held up the bag that you had worked together to pack the night before.

“What would I do without you?” You asked him as you rolled your chair back standing up and coming around the desk. Bradley closed the door and moved farther into the room. He opened up your cabinet where you had hidden a microwave and popped in your pasta. 

“You’d be left severely unsatisfied.” You hummed at the double meaning sitting down on the couch usually left for patients to sit on. 

“How was work today?” You questioned him sweetly, smoothing out the material of your checkered pink pencil skirt. 

“Went pretty well. We’re going over a new manual for a few tester planes we might get the chance to fly.” You had heard rumors around the base that the aviators were going to get some cool new toys to play with soon. The microwave alerted Bradley, it was done and he pulled the food out of it before closing the cabinet back. 

“Here you go.” You took the food from him eagerly as he held it out for you. Spinning the pasta around on your fork before taking a large bite. You both sat and ate in silence enjoying the other's company and the good food. As you took the last bite of your pasta you held the plastic fork to your lips. The prongs slipped between your lips and you started to slowly gnaw on the material. Your watch furiously buzzed where it was sitting on your wrist. That seemed to jerk you from your thoughts. You looked at the clock hanging on the wall opposite you and groaned. 

“I’ve got a patient coming in five minutes and I still need to pull everything up from our last session. I hate to cut this short but I’m gonna have to kick you out.” Your lips were set in a pout as you gazed at him. He closed the gap between you, giving you a few quick pecks on your lips before pulling away, listening to you whine pathetically as he did. 

“That’s alright pretty girl. I’ve gotta get back to the hangar anyways.” He stood up and grabbed your container before slipping them both into the lunch box. He grabbed your fork as well and went to throw it away, taking note of the teeth marks embedded in the plastic. He’d have to ask you about your constant need for oral stimulation one day. 

Four

The fourth time he notices your oral fixation he kinda blames it on you being drunk. You’re out celebrating your friend's birthday at a club and Bradley had volunteered to be the designated driver that night for you and your three friends. You were going through shots like it was your job. He had sat at a booth in the corner keeping an eye on you guys as well as keeping an eye on your stuff sat on the table top. 

You had bumped into Jake at some point through the night and had conned him into giving you some of his toothpicks. You had then proceeded to chew through all of them in under an hour. Bradley watched you throw away the last one as it had snapped between your teeth with a pout on your lips. You then scanned the crowd quickly before your eyes landed on him and your face lit up. He watched you weave through the sea of dancing bodies quickly before you were sliding into the booth next to him. 

“How can I help you, pretty girl?” Your already warm cheeks warmed even more at the compliment. 

“You’re so handsome, Roos. Have I told you that already?” You hiccuped as you took his hand in your own. 

“Doesn’t matter much if I did. I’ll tell you till I can’t breathe anymore.” You looked at him with hooded eyes as you brought his hand to your mouth and started to work your soft lip gloss coated lips across the rough skin in open mouthed kisses. 

“You’re smearing your lip gloss everywhere cherry blossom.” He didn’t mind that you were getting it on his skin but he knew you’d be a little upset with the way the pink glitter was coating your face. 

“It’s alright.” You threw his arm over your shoulder and sidled up next to him. He groaned as you laid your lips on his neck. You nipped and licked at the skin languidly. 

“Come on, it’s girls night. He’s not here for you to play vampire with.” You pulled away from him slowly at your friend's words. 

“I’m taking this.” You plucked the small black straw from his glass of Coke, before slipping from the booth. You adjusted your glittery pink dress as you stood and wiped your lip gloss off your face with a napkin. You placed the straw between your lips and gave him a wink. 

You shimmed your way between two of your friends and danced with them for a while. Your teeth chewed on the straw as you lost yourself to the songs. Eventually your friends slipped back to the bar and you took the opportunity to slip back to your mustached boyfriend. He was going to playfully scold you for leaving your friends again but you didn’t give him a chance. 

You scooted into the booth and planted your lips against his. He brought one of his hands up to rest against your face as you pulled his bottom lip between your teeth and sucked on it for a moment. He thought briefly about where your straw had gone but his thoughts were cleared as you slipped your tongue between his lips. Drunk you just couldn’t keep your mouth busy enough it seemed. But he wasn’t complaining one bit. 

Five

The fifth time he had noticed your oral fixation had been one of the funniest. You were both covered in sea water sitting inside an ice cream shop that was along the strip of shops on the coast of the beach. You had gotten done with your ice cream cone way before the tall man sat beside you. He had insisted on getting the largest size they had. You told him you were worried about it melting everywhere but he had shooed you off. 

“I’m gonna go get some gum.” You had spotted a gumball machine when you had first walked into the a/c filled building. 

You dug out a few quarters from your purse and inserted them into the slot. You turned it a couple times before lifting the flap. The handful of pink gumballs filled your hand and you hummed in delight. As you sat back at the table with your boyfriend you slipped two gumballs into your mouth. You chewed on them animatedly, occasionally telling him about something funny that had happened in the show you were watching.

“Fuck.” He had been much slower with his ice cream than he expected and it had started to melt all over his hand.

“Oh here let me get that.” He thought you were gonna reach for a napkin but instead you pulled his fingers to your lips. You popped each one into your mouth, licking all the Chocolate and sprinkles off his fingers. He gave you a bewildered look as you nibbled on each finger tip gently. 

“There ya go all clean.” You seemed proud of yourself for the way you cleaned him off. You grabbed a napkin out of the silver napkin holder and wiped his mustache clean as well. 

“Thank you pretty girl.” You gave him a toothy grin before popping another pink ball into your mouth. You continued on with the funny story you were telling him and he continued to eat his ice cream. Neither of you mentioned what just happened. 

Six

The sixth time he noticed your oral fixation was also the time he decided to ask you about it. It had been the morning after a few intense rounds of sex. You had been out of town for a week at a conference and had just gotten back and the night had been passionate. He had woken up before you which wasn’t a surprise, the jet lag from the trip paired with the activities of the prior night had caught up with you quickly. He slipped on  a pair of his shorts he grabbed from the floor. Then he went into the bathroom to brush his teeth. His sleepy eyes took in his shirtless form in the mirror and dropped his toothbrush into the sink. 

There were blue, purple, green and red marks all over his chest, neck and arms. Some of them looked like hickies, others looked like teeth marks. His finger came to run across every mark he could see. He was used to the occasional mark after sex with you but this was another level for the two of you. But he didn’t mind one bit. He was actually ecstatic to have the marks splayed along his body. 

His mind flashed to a tiktok he had seen recently about something called an oral fixation. He thought back to all the times he realized your need for oral stimulation. All the dots seemed to connect as he recalled the information from the short video. He decided to do some research before making breakfast for the both of you. He sat downstairs with his laptop for almost an hour taking notes occasionally in a notebook he kept around the house. 

After about an hour his stomach started to rumble and he closed his laptop. He slipped on an old navy crew neck he grabbed from the dryer before starting on the French toast, eggs and bacon. He knew you’d be hungry after your intense session last night so he made plenty of food. He was just getting done with your matcha latte when you made your way into the kitchen. You had on a pink babydoll nightgown and your hair was a mess. 

“Smells good in here.” You told him as a yawn slipped past your lips. He gave you a peck on the lips when you wrapped your arms around his middle and laid your chin on his chest. 

“I’m almost done with your matcha latte. Why don’t you go sit down and eat?” He nodded his head over to the kitchen island. You puckered your lips at him, batting your lashes at him lazily. He placed his lips upon yours once more before you slipped out of his arms. He landed a smack on your ass as you walked away causing you to gasp. 

He was sitting on a stool next to you after a couple of minutes. You moaned as you put the first bite of French toast in your mouth. He felt pride swell in his chest as the thought of you loving his food so much. He had learned everything he knew from his mother so it always made him happy when you showed how much you enjoyed it. The many cookbooks in the pantry held so many recipes that you were more than pleased to try. 

You guys conversed easily, talking about your seperate week. You took another long sip from your latte as you fixed your eyes on him. He was telling you a funny story about something stupid Maverick had said. You hadn’t realized you had zoned out until Bradley laid a hand on your leg. You stopped chewing on the rubber bit wrapped around the tip of your metal straw. Eyes refocusing on the man in front of you. 

“Do you have an oral fixation cherry blossom?” Bradley felt bad saying it so bluntly when you stopped drinking your match latte and pulled the straw out of your mouth. Your eyes focused on the floor beneath your pink slipper clad feet. You played with the hem of your night dress giving him a nonchalant shrug. 

“It’s okay if you do babe. I just gotta know what I can do to help you.” His finger hooked under your chin bringing your face up so he could see it. 

“It’s something that started as a kid. I normally do it unconsciously. Most of the time it’s when I’m stressed out, tired or need something to do.” You had been told by people before how weird it was. You were constantly chewing on random stuff, eating or chewing gum. Sometimes when you were with a partner you liked to give them love bites. It hadn’t crossed your mind however that you hadn’t told Bradley about the quirk. 

“I love you very much and you are valid to need to stimulate yourself. I’m not judging you. I did some research on it this morning while you slept. Just in case you did, I’d understand it better.” He could tell you were feeling uncomfortable thinking he was making fun of you. You were speechless at his words. No one had ever gone out of their way to understand your unique way of needing stimulation. 

“I’m guessing from what I learned this morning that the marks you left on me last night was your need to feel close to me and grounded during the vigorous activities.” You cocked your head to the side looking down at his shirt. You noticed some hickey marks along his neck but those were pretty normal for the pair of you. He reached for the hem of his crew neck and pulled it up. You gasped a hand coming up to your lips as you looked at the marks decorating his tanned skin. 

“Oh Bradley I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” You carefully placed a hand on one especially harsh mark on his chest. 

“It doesn’t hurt, pretty girl. I like that you were comfortable enough with me to be able to stimulate yourself the way you needed to.” He gave you a reassuring smile as he dragged his shirt back down. 

“If you want we can go for another round. You can leave some on my back too.” His eyes held mischief as he looked at you.

“I love you so fucking much.” You giggled before launching yourself out of your stool and collided with the solid mass that was your boyfriend. You were on cloud nine from the open communication from the man you were lucky enough to call your own. 

A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this. Likes, comments and reblogs are very much appreciated. 

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Translation from Gyakuten Saiban Fan Book

What sort of person is Miles Edgeworth?!

Phoenix's best friend and rival, Edgeworth, has gained a reputation among fans throughout the trilogy of being a man who carefully hides the chinks in his armor. Mr. Inaba and Mr. Iwamoto seem to have rather different opinions on the finer points of his character.

Mr. Inaba's comments

Interviewer: What blood type do you think Edgeworth is? (T/N: in Japan, it's believed that blood type reflects a person's personality)

Inaba: I happen to think he's type B.

Iv: What gives you that impression?

Ia: It's not so much that I dislike B types as I find them intimidating. They seem strong and I feel like I can't stand up to them.  I think good-natured people can generally be found in the O type category (lol).

Iv: By the way, what type are you, Mr. Inaba?

Ia: I'm a meticulous, cleanliness-loving A type Virgo. Also, I think Franziska is an A type like me. On the outside, we look like punks, but we have a fragile side that comes out looking a bit crybaby-ish sometimes. Kinda cute, don't you think?

Iv: Actually, most players seem to feel that Edgeworth is an A type Virgo (lol). So how about his birthday?

Ia: In the winter. I feel like winter suits him.

Iv: What sort of place do you think he lives in?

Ia: Definitely not in an official residence. He seems like he's probably swimming in old heirlooms (lol).

Iv: What sort of hobbies or luxury foods do you think he enjoys?

Ia: I feel like he probably plays some expensive sports and lounges at home in his robe with a glass of wine. My image of him is that he's like a host club host. His lifestyle is like a host's (lol).

Iv: Do you think he listens to music? 

Ia: I feel like if I say he listens to classical, that would make him seem too proper, so… I think he listens to new and old American and European music equally.

Iv: Do you think he has a cellphone?

Ia: He's definitely got one. One with a simple but sleek design.

Iv: And finally, what do you think his type is?

Ia: Hmmm… someone warm, I guess? This is kinda basic, but I feel like he cares more about how someone is on the inside, rather than their appearance, and he probably prioritizes personality. He might be surprisingly disinterested in women. Maybe he'd accidentally treat his partner coldly or something. Oh, I kinda touched on this earlier, but for Franziska, I think she seems like the type who'd be difficult to win over but would fall in love surprisingly easily, so I hope Edgeworth will do his best (lol).

Mr. Iwamoto's comments

Iv: Mr. Inaba said he thinks Edgeworth was born in the winter, and players overwhelmingly agreed with that. What do you think, Iwamoto-san?

Iwamoto: Edgeworth was born in June, just like me who voiced him in the games! And I think he was born in Chiba Prefecture because I was too (lol).

Iv: So from your position as the voice of Edgeworth (lol), what type of place do you think he lives in?

Iw: Either a designer penthouse, or somewhere surprisingly simple, like a place with plain concrete walls. I feel like he lives in an unexpectedly functional apartment. At least more than you might think, based on his frilly outfit.

Iv: So considering the type of room you imagine him living in, what sort of clothes do you think he wears at home?

Iw: Clothes that are out of touch with reality. Like the kinds of things most normal people wouldn't wear, or like… Like he wears silk just because, or instead of a regular shirt, a prince-like blouse. I feel like Manfred Von Karma probably influenced him there, but he dresses more plainly now than he did when he was younger (lol).

Iv: Maybe he started to notice that he didn't quite fit in with others (lol). It might be because of his frilly clothes, but he seems to be in better shape than Wright. Is his build based on your own, Iwamoto-san?

Iw: No way (lol). But I did sneakily make him the same height as myself.

Iv: Since he's in such good shape, do you think he does sports?

Iw: Maybe long distance running. He seems like the type who might go out jogging by himself in silence to "outrun his sins…" (lol)

Iv: What do you think his blood type is?

Iw: B type. I don't really have any real basis for that, he just strikes me as a B type.

Iv: And what do you think Edgeworth's type is? 

Iw: Let's see, maybe someone enthusiastic and passionate? (Lol) Like maybe he likes the kind of person who charges recklessly into things? And that's not just for women but in general the type of person he likes.

Phoenix version

#ace attorney #miles edgeworth #my translation #atsushi inaba #tatsurou iwamoto

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ghoul perfume associations pt. 2 (halloween edition)!

halloween ghouls! a little bit murderous, a little bit monstrous. is the slight scent of blood from the perfume or did the ghouls just get back from a hunt? who knows.

(i thought it would be fun to make a Halloween/fall edition of the ghoul perfume list I made before, so here it is! for most of these the first scent is a little bit out there, and the second is more wearable/lighthearted.)

cw: themes of death and injury, a lot of talk about blood and murder

Aeon

Notes: clean linen, lavender, marshmallows, blood. Aeon smells clean and gentle, but that cleanliness is tinged red and metallic on the edges. 

Perfumes:

Plutonian -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“Soapy cleanliness sullied by blood and ashes.”

Sleepy Ghost -- Poesie Perfume

“Haunted by insomnia? Let this friendly ghost lull you to sleep with the blissful combination of marshmallow and lavender. You’ll be dreaming in no time!”

marshmallow pillows sprinkled with natural lavender essential oil and absolute for sweet dreams

Aether

Notes: amber, wood, blood. Aether smells warm and golden, resinous and a little bit spicy, like the ideal fall day spent lounging in front of the fireplace. But every so often you catch the edge of something that smells suspiciously like blood… 

Perfumes:

Blood Amber -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“Slivers of warm, pulsating blood forever crystallized in golden amber resin.”

The Dead Rise -- Poesie Perfume 

“I did not sleep well, though my bed was comfortable enough, for I had all sorts of queer dreams. There was a dog howling all night under my window, which may have had something to do with it; or it may have been the paprika. — Jonathan Harker’s journal”

dark roasted coffee beans spiked with fresh cardamom pods, cubes of brown sugar, ambroxan, cedar

Alpha

Notes: leather, smoke, spices, rot. Alpha smells aggressive and dangerous – and he is. Of all of the ghouls, Alpha is the most likely to admit to his hobby of hunting unsuspecting Abbey visitors for sport. 

Perfumes:

Eau de Ghoul -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“Dessicated skin coated in blackened ginger, cinnamon, and mold-flecked dirt, with cumin, bitter clove, leather, and dried blood.”

Hellfire -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“A scent celebrating Sir Francis Dashwood’s Order of the Knights of St. Francis of Wycombe, also known as the Hellfire Club. A swirl of pipe tobacco, hot leather, ambergris, dark musk and the lingering incense smoke from their Black Mass.”

Cirrus

Notes: dark fruits, musk, metal. Cirrus smells alluring enough that you can almost ignore the way her nails are a little too sharp, her smile a little too wild. Her idea of flirting is offering to help you hide a body, and you’re not sure she’s joking.

Perfumes:

The Enterprise of the Night -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“Inspired by the opening pages of Circle of Blood. The scent of vice and darkness: flashing neon, oil-tinged petrichor, fading perfume, smeared lipstick, and the faintest touch of gunpowder residue.”

The Witch Queen -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“Wild plum, red musk, tuberose, calla lily, heliotrope, pimento, ylang ylang and beeswax beneath a dark haze of sinister purple-hued incense smoke.”

Cumulus

Notes: florals, sugar, poisonous chemicals. Cumulus smells sweet, sugary in a way that gets stuck to your gums and makes your teeth ache. She has the face – and scent – of an angel, but something about the way her eyes follow you makes you uneasy. 

Perfumes:

Shelley, Byron, and Keats -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“Uncompromising idealism, haunted romanticism, fatal ennui, and a heady amount of scandal and vice: red roses and pale carnation with a draught of laudanum, smears of opium tar, a hint of absinthe, and mercury ointment.”

Tiny Phantom -- Poesie Perfume

“You see it there in the glass, a tiny phantom - a glimpse of white in an otherwise dark room. But there’s no need to scream, and there’s no need to faint -- the thing in the darkness is you.”

innocent pink roses, marshmallow buttercream, pale white musk, antique mahogany

Dewdrop

Notes: dark fruits, smoke, ash. Dew smells like the remnants of a house fire that may or may not have been set on purpose. He smells like if you knew what was good for you, you wouldn’t let him out of your sight. 

Perfumes:

Djinn -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“Myths surrounding the Djinn paint them as many things: benevolent champions of mankind and slaves to mad sorcerers, malicious incubi / succubi and energy vampires, or malevolent harbingers of madness and disease.” 

The scent of black smoke, of crackling flames, and smoldering ashes.

Silent Hill -- Spirit and Venom

“The combination of foggy air, deep fire smoke, dark pomegranate, and hints of overturned dirt and honey. Welcome to Silent Hill!” 

Ifrit

Notes: black tea, brimstone, incense. Ifrit smells dark and clinging, slinky in a way that sets you on edge. He smells like going to sleep and knowing you won’t wake up. 

Perfumes:

The Chapel -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“In the center of the room, a groveling figure is crouched before a woman draped in purple-black clerical robes. The woman’s eyes are filled with righteous hellfire, and she extends a hand in benediction to the man who has fallen prostrate at her feet. He murmurs, “Libera Te Ex Caelum”, and she gestures for him to rise. As he gets to his knees he winces in pain and moans in a strange expression of ecstasy, and you see small horns growing from his skull.”

Black incense, bitter wine, brimstone, bile, and blood.

Darkness -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“Bottled gloom; the essence of oblivion. Blackest opium and narcissus deepened by myrrh.”

Mist

Notes: water, herbs, blood. Mist smells herbal and cold, like the transition of fall into winter. She smells a little bit sweet, a little bit metallic, a little bit dangerous. Her scent reminds you of rain so heavy and cold you can barely take a breath. 

Perfumes:

Frostbite with Polar Bear Attack -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“Slashes of sleet punctured by a coppery gout of blood.”

Villa Diodati -- Poesie Perfume

“A stately house on the edge of Lake Geneva, ringed by Swiss Alps so picturesque they look painted on the sky, in 1816 Villa Diodati hosted a group of travellers whose time there would forever be marked in history. As storms raged outside, in its candlelit rooms Mary Shelley conceived of her mad scientist and his iconic monster. Down the hall, poor Doctor Polidori (who was hopelessly in love with Mary and possibly Byron), was penning a little story that would inspire another little story. Bram Stoker’s Dracula. You may have heard of it.”

pungent wild rosemary and fresh balsam pine, crystal clear lakewater, dry, dark vanilla

Mountain

Notes: greenery, earth, poisonous mushrooms. Mountain smells like crushed leaves, like little brown mushrooms, like the change in the air when the calender hits October. He smells earthy and damp, as if he spent the day digging holes… for plants, of course. Right?

Perfumes:

Sinister Groundskeeper -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“A menacing figure in grassy overalls and mud-flecked boots, with a wheelbarrow full of sharp yet rust-stained implements. At least, it looks like rust…”

Clods of moist soil, crushed dandelions, and the coppery clove-tang of dried blood.

Death Cap -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“A lethal poison bundled up in a dainty, innocent little package that was oft times found in ancient witches’ flying ointments and astral projection balms. A warm, soft, ruddy scent, earthy and mild.”

Nimbus*

Notes: peach, rose, blood. Nimbus smells sweet – slightly earthy, slightly metallic – but overwhelmingly like peaches that are so ripe they fall apart in your hands. She smells like the thorn bushes that shrikes impale their prey on – but there aren’t any corpses in her garden. Probably.  

Perfumes:

Sentence First, Verdict Afterwards -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“Off with her head: white roses, tea roses, climbing roses, blood red roses, and a cluster of thorns, blood-spattered and sword-sharp, with clove bud and tobacco flower.”

Astaroth -- Fantome

“Ripe peaches, pumpkin flesh over a bed of red musk, honey cakes drizzled with white chocolate, & roasted pistachios.”

*i headcanon nimbus as a earth/air multi

Omega

Notes: wood, amber, ink. Omega smells like the ghost of a once-warm sitting room. He smells like amber, like polished wood, like seeing something out of the corner of your eye and feeling watched for hours afterward. 

Perfumes:

Quintessence of Dust -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“The passing: beeswax and smoke, yellowed paper and well-worn leather books, droplets of spilled ink, faded incense, blood-tinged salty tears, and the metal of the knife that skewers that illiterate zombie philistine’s portrait.”

Parlour -- Fantome

“Parlour is an atmospheric fragrance that is inspired by a 19th century Parlour at the height of the Spiritualism movement. Conjuring the dimly-lit rooms filled with dusty spirt boards, sweet wood, and magic.”

A darkly polished mahogany rapping table, spirit boards, sweet rosewood chests, burning incense, and a hint of vetiver

(i have this one and i love it sm, it's the best woody scent in my collection)

Rain

Notes: seawater, ozone. Rain smells like the ocean right before a storm: murky, almost-sweet, hair-raising. He smells like swimming in deep water and feeling something grab your ankle a little bit too tight for you to believe that it was just kelp. But it had to be, surely there isn’t anything else down there… 

Perfumes:

Cthulhu -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“A creeping, wet, slithering scent, dripping with seaweed, oceanic plants and dark, unfathomable waters.”

Circe Individiosa -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“Salt-spray dotting an azure cove, its waters swirling with noxious poisons and venom drawn from dreadful roots: a cascade of blackcurrant and crystalline blue-green waters infused with theriac accord, bruised henbane accord, white gardenia, pear, cedarwood, emerald mosses, tuberose, and bitter almond.”

Sunshine/Stratus**

Notes: summer fruits, spices, smoke. Sunny smells like the end of summer, right as it turns into fall. She smells like roasting marshmallows, like sticky heat, like biting into a late-summer strawberry and finding it rotten inside. 

Perfumes:

Tongue Wall -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“Fleshy and fruity: guava musk, slick strawberry lip gloss, and blood-tainted digestive juices.”

Zombie -- Possets 

“You really need a big dose of toasted marshmallow and oude, a bit of burnt stick, and the unmistakable fragrance of the crisp autumn air. The obvious combination, wouldn't you say? Resinous and foody at the same time. Smoky, sticky fun.”

**i headcanon sunny as a fire/air multi

Swiss***

Notes: smoke, musk, patchouli, blood. Swiss smells like darkness so thick that there could be something right in front of you and you would have no idea – or maybe right behind you. He smells like earthy resin, wine the color of blood, and curling smoke. Something about his scent leaves a metallic tang in the back of your throat.

Perfumes:

Dead for Filth -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“Raw Patchouli, opoponax, and a coppery dry blood exhale.”

Nosferatu -- Black Baccara

“A rustling of leaves appears before the footfalls as a group of pale vampires emerge from the autumn darkness. They bring with them the aroma of archaic earth, deep red wine, tobacco smoke, and red roses.”

dark patchouli, deep red roses, aged red wine, dirt, tobacco smoke, and fireplace embers

***i headcanon swiss as a fire/water multi

Zephyr

Notes: dust, ozone, dry rot. Zephyr smells like a house long abandoned: dusty, faintly sweet, a little bit like rotting floorboards. It’s a scent that draws you in as much as it pushes you away – like a haunted house that has become so lonely, it will do anything to make you stay. 

Perfumes:

Yorick -- Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

“Grave dirt, bone, decay, angel’s trumpet, and moldering scraps of shroud: the essence of finality.”

Attic Ghosts - Paranormal Perfumes

“Attic Ghosts is an antique, timeless Victorian mansion. The house on the hill. Flickering lights in the hallways, shadows in the windows. Footsteps. Apparitions. A locked door to the attic.”

dusty wood, chestnut, smoke whisps, vanilla absolute, orange blossom, rose petals, jasmine, vetiver

if you got this far, thank you for reading! this one was SO fun to make, i hope y'all like it too. (and as always i would love to talk more about this/hear other people's thoughts!!)

#please note the formatting is a little weird on mobile #so if there are parts that are cut off you should still be able to see them on desktop #ghost bc #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #ghoul perfume thoughts #nameless ghoulettes

[dinkyasssongtournament]

so I've gotten quite a few songs! some songs that I'm guaranteed to use, while others are in a bit of a pickle due to not having enough propaganda.

here's the list of them all!

Guaranteed Songs

songs that are guaranteed to get in, due to being the only one song from the franchise that was submitted, and has sufficient propaganda. or I added them myself.

Title Theme from Papa Louie 3: When Sundaes Attack

Donk-Donk from Rhythm Heaven Fever

Distraction Dance from The Henry Stickmin Collection

Guildmaster Wigglytuff from Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Time/Darkness/Sky

Outskirts from Bug Fables

Carefree Lazy Afternoon (BBQ) from Yo-Kai Watch 3

Grumblebum from Rain World

Case Select from Layton Brothers: Mystery Room

Ooparts -NEO Mix- from NEO The World Ends With You

Loonboon from Plants vs. Zombies

Klayman's Theme from Neverhood

Daycare from FNAF Security Breach

Indulgence from Melatonin

Clown Man Stage Theme from Mega Man 8

Sea Shanty 2 from Old School Runescape

Oopsy-Daisy from Kingdom Hearts

Cool Mixtape from Deltarune

Main Theme from Crazy BBQ

Death 13 from JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Heritage for the Future

Randy, Mediocre Swan Wrestler from Dialtown

Dog Ending from Silent Hill 2

Riki the Legendary Heropon from Xenoblade Chronicles

Chicken Paradise from Ghost Trick

Mystic Cave Zone from Sonic the Hedgehog 2

Hidden Retreat from Tekken 6

Balrog's Theme from Cave Story

Gentle Breeze from Trauma Center: Under the Knife 2

The Young Sorceress' Foul Mood from Tales of Vesperia

Draw a Dog from Hylics

Party Island from My Singing Monsters

Metal Bork from A Hat in Time

Underground from Terraria

Into the Box Dimension from Club Penguin

Battle - Tesso from Persona 1

Sly Hunter - Chicago Awaza Mix from Hunting Ground

Flat Zone 2 from Super Smash Bros Series

Unexpectancy Part 2 from Pizza Tower

Not Enough Propaganda

songs that need a bit more propaganda, so if you would send some in, that would be very nice of you!

Underground Hug from Mad Rat Dead

Bonus Stage from Aladdin on Sega Genesis

Pleasure Island Amusement Park from Pinocchio on SNES

Map from Pikmin 1

Clockwork Chasm from Pikmin 3

Food Mart from Tomodachi Life

The Royal Academy of Katamari (Kimitaka Matsumae Remix) from Katamari Forever

Toad Brigade from Super Mario Galaxy

Buoyant Boogie from Splatoon 2

Bomb Rush Blush from Splatoon

Shopping from Splatoon

Flying Man from Earthbound

In That Holiday Mood from Miitopia

STAR ! STAR ! STAR ! from Beautiful Katamari

Prince's Lounge from Beautiful Katamari

Don't Give Up from Touch My Katamari

It's So Wonderful from The World Ends With You

Dreamy Darkness from Kirby and the Canvas Curse

Battle Among Friends from Kirby 64: The Crystal Shards

Preliminaries

songs of the same franchise, so they're put into preliminary rounds before the actual bracket.

Kirby

Slippery Slopes from Kirby's Return to Dreamland

Crystal Dungeons from Kirby's Return to Dreamland

Butter Buildings from Kirby's Epic Yarn

Sand Canyon 1 from Kirby's Dreamland 3

Mario

Strange Company from Super Paper Mario

Shadow Sirens Battle from Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door

Run, Jump, Throw! 2 from Super Mario Odyssey

Undertale

Dogsong from Undertale

Bonestrousle from Undertale

Temmie Village from Undertale*

Katamari

Katamari on the Rocks (Arrangement) from We Love Katamari

One Chip March from We Love Katamari

Katamari on the Rocks from Katamari Damacy

Little Help from Touch My Katamari

Do Re Mi Katamari Do (-rh rehabilitation re-arrange-) from Katamari Forever

Tomodachi

Mii Apartments (Hungry) from Tomodachi Life

Island (Day) from Tomodachi Collection

Miitopia

A Lively Inn from Miitopia

The Great Sage's Theme from Miitopia

Extra Battle (Wonder) from Miitopia

The Legend of Zelda

Majora's Incarnation from The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask

Malo Mart Theme from The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess*

Touhou

Gemini Star from Touhou Lostword

Drunk as I Like from Touhou 10.5: Scarlet Weather Rhapsody

Ace Attorney

Investigation ~ Opening 2002 from Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney: Justice for All

Eccentric from Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney: Justice for All

Splatoon

Seep & Destroy from Splatoon 3

#14 crush from Splatoon 2

Happy Little Workers from Splatoon 2

Telephone's Theme from Splatoon 2

Nine out of Tension from Splatoon 3

Mother

Buy Something Will Ya! from Earthbound/Humoresque of a Little Dog from Mother 1

Hi Hi Hi from Earthbound

Sanctuary Gardens from Earthbound

Bean Bean Pork Bean from Mother 3

Fantasy Life

Job Anthem 3 from Fantasy Life

Kigurumi Group Theme from Fantasy Life

Vocaloid

Various Feelings from Project Diva

Doukeshi no Koushin from Project Sekai

*didn't get propaganda before, but now has new propaganda that works

so yeah! good luck!

#update #rook's dinky musings #tournament

[ag-updates-and-archives]

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Mar 04 Buffalo, NY - Mohawk * Mar 05 Baltimore, MD - Metro Gallery * Mar 06 Somerville, MA - Arts of the Armory * Mar 08 Richmond, VA - Canal Club * Mar 09 Huntington, NY - Spotlight * Mar 10 New York, NY - Mercury Lounge * Mar 12 Philadelphia, PA - World Cafe * Mar 13 Cleveland, OH - Mahalls * Mar 15 Detroit, MI - Loving Touch * Mar 16 Chicago, IL - Cobra Lounge * Mar 17 St. Louis, MO - Off Broadway * Mar 19 Nashville, TN - The End * Mar 20 Atlanta, GA - Masquerade * Mar 21 Orlando, FL - Conduit * Mar 22 Tampa, FL - Orpheum * Mar 23 Augusta, GA - Granstski Records * Mar 24 Chapel Hill, NC - Local 506 * Apr 01 San Diego, CA - Voodoo Room % Apr 02 Anaheim, CA - Parish Room % Apr 03 Phoenix, AZ - Nile Cafe % Apr 05 Los Angeles, CA - Hotel Cafe % Apr 06 Los Angeles, CA - Hotel Cafe % Apr 08 Sacramento, CA - Goldfield Midtown % Apr 10 San Francisco, CA - Bottom of the Hill % w/ Queen of Jeans * w/ Kayleigh Goldsworthy % 📷 @.adambarabas

#anthony green #adam barabas #tour alert #catch me in cleveland on march 13 :p

[shadowuponstorm]

An Angel and A Handsome Devil

Jake "Hangman" Seresin is a handsome devil, do I need to say more? Also hope you enjoy reading this! WC: Over 1.8K

Also please don’t repost, copy, or translate my work under any circumstances, I prefer my original work to be on just my page.

“Well, well, am I dreaming, or is that you Angel?” I heard an irritating voice say my call sign from the direction behind me as I tried to line the cue stick up.

“Yea it’s me, don’t cream your pants,” I said as I took the shot and pocketed the ball into a corner to then turn my attention towards the man, *cough* sorry, boy, standing a few feet from me. Jake “Hangman” Seresin, who really should be called the Devil because he put the SIN in SINNER. He’s also a single-minded, self-righteous pain in my ass.

“Oh, don’t be like that, how about me and you go for a round?” Jake says as he leans his hip into the corner of the pool table with a shit-eating smirk on his face.

“In your dreams Seresin, the day we play pool together is the day you finally choke on a toothpick,” I respond as I go back to taking another shot, pocketing another solid.

Jake then leans in and whisper to where I’m the only one hearing him, “I’m not meaning at pool darling, you seem tense whenever I’m around, maybe I can help with that.”

“Ugh, fuck off,” I grunt out as I shoved his shoulder to push him away from me, “You’re infuriating.”

“I think the word you meant to say was charming,” Jake rebuts as I bite back with, “Isn’t there anyone else you can annoy and socialize with? One of your conquests perhaps?”

“Can’t, they’re called one night stands for a reason,” Jake says as he throws a wink at me, making me react with an eye roll.

“Insufferable,” I mutter under my breath before I turn my attention back to the game, I need to win the money I placed on a bet Fanboy and I if I can defeat him in this round. That night, I became $30 richer but not Seresin-free unfortunately. At least I caught a mini break when he had to carry out our new instructor, though I don’t know if Jake knew who he was. Tomorrow’s going to be very fun to witness his embarrassment.

The Next Day

The look on his face was priceless when he realized who our instructor was, Pete “Maverick” Mitchell, one of the most elite pilot that has ever walked onto the tarmac of Top Gun besides Tom “Iceman” Kazansky. Everyone else was in shock, but by the look on Rooster’s face, he wasn’t too pleased with his presence and I could feel the tension just by sitting next to him.

“Hey, you good?” I whispered as I leaned in, concerned for one of my best friends and member of the Hangman Hate Club.

“Yea I’m fine,” Rooster mumbled as he starts to tap his pen on the desk, signal he wishes to not discuss it farther, so I didn’t bother questioning it.

As Maverick is going on about the lesson, I rest a hand on Bradley’s knee, to silently tell him that I was here whenever he needed me, but I could feel a pair of eyes staring in our direction. I glance over to see Jake looking at me and once he saw I caught him, I mouthed, “What?”

“Nothing,” he mouthed back as he smiled and fiddled with his toothpick, making me shake my head.

“Focus on him, not me,” I mouth before I turned my attention back to Maverick, who is going on about an upcoming mission and the tactics that need to be practiced in order for success.

After Maverick finished up, we all head to the rows of F/A-18E/F Super Hornets to put ourselves through the test of whom is more equipped to move forward to serve the mission. It was decided that between me and Rooster, I was the first one up alongside Phoenix, Bob, Coyote, Fanboy, and just my luck, Hangman, with Maverick being our “Bogey”.

“Hey, how about the losers do 200 push-ups?” I heard someone say into the radio before I respond, “I’m down, let’s do it.”

“Alright, Angel, that’s what I like to hear,” Hangman mentions in the station before I groaned, “Again, Hangman, in your dreams. I’ll be glad to see you join the Loser Lounge.”

“Ohhh haha, she got you there Bagman.” Phoenix shout as I laugh and added in, “You better focus or else Hondo will be purposely miscounting.”

At the end of this flying session, everyone except me had to do the push-ups. I figured Maverick’s move after he took out Fanboy and Coyote, to which I cheered loudly when I heard that lock on. I also hear Hangman laughing and saying, “Way to go”, which I don’t know why he did that instead of messing with me like he always has done since the academy days. I passed by them on my way to the locker room, but couldn’t help sneaking a glance over to Jake, whose skin and muscle was glistening with sweat in a tank top with his flight suit tied around his waist, and for some reason, felt something other than how I typically feel. After I entered the locker room, I shook my head, brushing it off as the adrenaline rush flying gives me, but I couldn’t help thinking maybe not all of him are irritating as I thought.

I open my locker to put my stuff in before I go to take a shower when I heard the door open. Thinking it was Phoenix considering I’m in the girls’ locker room, I say, “How were the push-ups? Grueling as you thought?”

“Oh not at all, I thought it was easy,” I hear Jake’s voice as I looked towards the doorway see him standing there, just looking at me with that same smirk he always has.

“What do you want?” I ask with an uninterested tone, which was fake because I didn’t want him to know I was actually thinking about him just now, “You also better make it quick, Phoenix could come in here any minute.”

Jake shook his head and responds, “No she isn’t, she just left to go home.” before he takes a few steps closer to me to ask, “What were you thinking about just then?”

“It’s really none of your business, now get out, I need to take a shower,” I respond a bit too fast and moved my eyes to look at anywhere else but where he was, causing Jake to raise his eyebrows in curiosity and ask, “Then why can’t you look at me?”

“I-It’s just your face irritates me and I prefer my showers to be peaceful,” I mumble out, mentally cursing myself for stuttering and start to feel my face & neck get hot from blushing.

Before I could allow Jake to tease and make fun of me, I walked off to a different area of the locker room & stripped down to my sport bra and underwear in case Jake followed me, which he did because before I could enter the showers to turn the water on, I felt a hand on my arm stopping me.

“I don’t want to hear it, I told you what you wanted to know and it’s the truth,” I said before I feel two of his fingers go under my chin, turning my head to look into his green eyes, which were so beautiful, before he whispers, “Darling, I think we both know what you said was a lie. Now why don’t you really tell me what you were thinking in that mind of yours?”

After I continued staring deep into his eyes and staying quiet, he smirks before responding, “Maybe while you were watching me do those pushups, you were thinking how attractive you find me and how maybe what you thought of me isn’t at all true. Is that right?”

I thought to myself before I whisper, “How could you tell?” as I felt Jake’s hand move down to caress the side of my neck and watched him lean in to where our noses touched each other.

“Because I notice the effect I’ve had on you ever since you graced us with your presence and our skies with that call sign of yours,” Jake whispered back before confessing, “I’ve been in love with you since seeing you that first day, Angel.”

“I-I don’t know what to say,” I respond out of shock that the guy in front of me, who is always so cocky and full of himself, is confessing he’s had feelings for me for years. Before I could say anything else, Jake interrupts with, “Then don’t.” before grabbing my hand and pulling me into the showers.

“What are you doing?” I ask in confusion before I see Jake start shedding his boots, tank top, and flight suit, leaving him in his black boxer briefs, causing me to turn around to shield my eyes and him to laugh at my shyness.

“Taking a shower with you, aren’t you going to join?” Jake responds from behind me as I stutter, “I-I, um, you do realize I’ve never seen you in this position?” before I hear the water turn on and feel his arms wrap around my waist. Jake then starts to leave soft kisses behind my ear as he whispers, “We’ll take our time, just so you can get comfortable with me.”

After giving it a thought, I slowly nod my head and turned around as Jake and I head to the steady stream of water, which was cold at first but then it warmed up. I let the water splash on my face before I feel Jake pull me close and kiss me, moving his hands to my ass. I scoff before I jokingly mention, “Jeez Seresin, don’t treat me like one of your conquests.”

“You’re definitely not one of them, you’re way better than them, I actually enjoy having you in my arms,” Jake whispers before kissing me once more to then grab the shampoo and other essentials. After we finished up, we grabbed the towels and changed into fresh clothes.

“So Phoenix leaving early was a trick?” I ask as I hear Jake chuckle and respond, “Actually it was, I told her there was an emergency and she rushed over there.”

“You know she’s going to get you for that,” I laughed as I am again pulled in close and attacked with soft kisses on my neck.

“I know,” Jake muttered into my neck after I calmed down, “But at least I got my Angel by my side on the ground and in the air.”

“You are such a handsome devil, Seresin,” I respond as Jake smiles and voices his agreement.

Later That Night

“Oh, great job Angel,” Jake says as he smirks at me as I smile at him and respond, “Not bad yourself Hangman.”

“Wha-,” when did you two become friends?” Coyote asks as he tries to comprehend what’s happening in front of him.

“We settled our differences and now we’re together,” I answered as Jake comes to stand by me and put his arm around me.

“WHERE IS HE?!” I hear Phoenix yell as she storms in the Hard Deck before we all turn to Jake to see him take a head start. I warned him.

#top gun maverick #top gun imagine #jake seresin #jake seresin imagine #glen powell #glen powell imagine

[orphika]

[desc]

COAST TO COAST TOUR

Troubador, LOS ANGELES Double Down, LAS VEGAS Rebel Lounge, PHOENIX (I am not getting any closer to Penny) Launchpad, ALBUQUERQUE Mothership Connection, OKLAHOMA CITY (we promised) Riot Room, KANSAS CITY Venice Cafe, SAINT LOUIS Howl at the Moon, CHICAGO (ask Schneider about afterparty) Rocky's, TOLEDO Grog Shop, CLEVELAND Smiling Moose, PITTSBURGH Club Charles, BALTIMORE (fuck you, Baltimore!) The Queen, WILMINGTON (skippable) The Barbary, PHILADEPHIA Mill Hill Saloon, TRENTON (Trenton sucks but it's en route) St. Vitus, NEW YORK (non negotiable this place is cool as hell)

#notes from the studio desk

[daggerzine]

Laetitia Sadier- Rooting For Love (Drag City)

The album begins with “Who + What,” an eerie, moody keyboard-driven melody that builds with layers and layers of instruments and vocals. “I need to I want to I have to; Need to expand, want to expand; Embrace my Goddess; Escape the fortress; The walls are falling down, cultures are communing; Muses are converging; On the verge.” Track 2, ”Proteiformunite,” is the first of many French songs on this album. This time the bass gets the spotlight. Laetitia’s soft vocals take the listener away to another world. And then the band kicks in with a full-out jam! Next up, “Une Autre Attente," is another French track. Eerie keyboards and robotic piano are highlighted here, but the beautiful vocals truly add to this one. Check out the video:

Track 4, “The Dash,” is a soft, gentle, jazzy number complete with “Ba dee dup, Ba dee dup” Bossa Nova vocals. “Through the center; The discreet shine of your darkness; Eyes of children the heart of another; Things we fear are false; A current life; The place inside; Into the night slowly; Swells vitality.” Next, “Don’t Forget You’re Mine” has a stripped-down beginning, but eventually the music soars and swells with beats and strings. “Hey, don't scream with rage it’s vain. I’m not impressed, just exasperated again. A good slap is what you need; a good slap is what you want; take that take that, get up get up babe.” Track 6, “Panser L’inacceptable,” is another beauty of a song. It has a tropical feel to it. Love the horns here. Here’s the video:

Track 7, “The Inner Smile,” is possibly my favorite track with shifting flutes and a major jam near the end. It’s the most upbeat song on the album. “Smile at all parts of your being. Smile at the parts you’re aware of and those you’re not. Smile, smile and thank your whole body.” Next up, “La Nageuse Nue,” is a French-titled song with English lyrics this time. Laetitia gets deep with her poetry. “The dissolution beliefs; The singular world; Volunteers the ego. Social body, For a cleansing and healing, Experience. Which may turn the personality inside and out; Discloses the gold hidden within the heart.” Track 9,“ New Moon,” develops into a hypnotic blast of ambient sound. It actually came out way back in 2021. It’s one of those songs you just don’t want to end. A beautiful video directed by Laetitia and Tanya Small captures the song here:

   The album closes with “Cloud 6,” a repetitive outer space choral vocal exercise complete with blasting horns. “You have a power I haven't got. I have a power you don’t have. We need all the power we can get. Our psyches, well-being, brutalised, The world renounces its liberty because it is in fear. Because it is in fear, because it is in fear.” More deep thoughts from Laetitia as we would expect. Another great one from Stereolab’s Laetitia Sadier from start to finish.  Make sure to check the tour schedule beginning in March to see if she’ll be hitting your part of the world. ERIC EGGLESON

Sat. March 2- San Francisco CA @ The Chapel

Mon. March 4- Portland OR @ Polaris Hall

Tue. March 5- Seattle WA @ Barboza

Wed. March 6- Vancouver BC @ Fox Cabaret

Fri. March 8- Salt Lake City UT @ Kilby Court

Sat. March 9- Denver CO @ Lost Lake

Mon. March 11- Minneapolis MN @ Turf Club

Tue. March 12- Chicago IL @ Empty Bottle

Wed. March 13- Detroit MI @ Third Man

Fri. March 15- Toronto ON @ Garrison

Sat. March 16- Montreal QC @ Bar Le Ritz

Wed. March 20- Brooklyn NY @ National Sawdust

Thu. March 21- Boston MA @ Arts at the Armory

Fri. March 22- Philadelphia PA @ Johnny Brenda's

Sat. March 23- Washington DC @ Songbyrd

Mon. March 25- Atlanta GA @ EARL

Tue. March 26- Nashville TN @ Blue Room

Thu. March 28- Houston TX @ White Oak Music Hall Upstairs

Fri. March 29- Dallas TX @ Club Dada

Sat. March 30- Austin TX @ Parish

Tue. April 2- Phoenix AZ @ Rebel Lounge

Wed. April 3- Pioneertown CA @ Pappy & Harriets

Thu. April 4- Los Angeles CA @ Zebulon

Fri. April 5- Big Sur CA @ Fernwood Tavern

https://www.dragcity.com/products/rooting-for-love

(Photo credit: Marie Merlet)

#Youtube #Bandcamp

[50centexecutivembaclass]

And another one

Proposal for New MTA automobiles , vans , buses and electric trains and Mass Transit services

All trains from the A train to the F train , J Train , Z Train be changed into a newer shell more cleaner , faster and more modern trains with Television on the train with channels from NY 1 news channel ABC News Channel Fox News Channel WPIX News Channel

Joyce Meyer TV show on the train 🚆🚂

Joel Osteen on the train we already have stores in his name in New York City now we could get his show and sermons live on the train or catch the reruns on the next train if you miss your train don't miss the chance for a better life in your city and country

I just finished Joel Osteen Peaceful on purpose and rule your day two very thin books probably 100 pages book that you could breeze through going to read it again it is a easy book and I'm asking all New Yorkers to read it share it and to use it in our daily interactions with each other it will help develop a new mindset and you can enjoy your day on your way home or to work with a victorious mindset and behavior live a life of victory and don't forget to start a book club and add on Joel Osteen and Joyce Meyer in your book list in your book bag if you are a student or purse and pockets on your way to exercise .

ESPN channels with all sport shows like sports center in the train that is great for all New Yorkers erasing all tension and anxiety depression and frustration of all commuters and not to mention the upgrade for New York City and any country and cities transit system it help reduce crime and bring more businesses to those cities not to mention the millions made for the advertising industry . I see that they have a new store in NYC next to the library Disney Haunted Mansion that is going to be great for the family for the kids they are going to love it they will scream and enjoy it love it and laugh and have fun Justin Bieber song Ghost 👻 brought this all about so I want to be there . Imagine trains with views of the graffiti in the tunnels of the train station like make that a tourist attraction on the new trains for MTA you could look at the tunnels graffiti like it's a museum 🖼️🎨 art exhibit with special effects sites by MTA workers showcasing the best graffiti the world has ever seen enhancing the commute experience for all New Yorkers .

Trains running on Grand Concourse a New station the outside rails carrying electric 💡 ⚡ trains 🚂 Travel Routes include New Jersey , Connecticut , Example of New trains and their names

The Golden Eagle 🦅 The Aurora The Fury The Storm ⛈️ The Rock Climber The Great Bear The Laser The Vision The Messenger The Sunflower The Sparkle The Dynasty The Vortex The Phoenix The Knight The Hunter The Polar The Diplomat The Paradise Coast The Liberty The Jade Garden 🪴 The Frost fire The Ambassador The Hawk The Rage The Ghost 👻🎃 The Angel The Warrior

Cabin rooms doors to private cabin rooms with 4 passenger seats with Tvs in the cabin , cushion chairs with cushioned headrest and recliner chairs and modern pop , R and B , and Gospel Music , Rock and Roll stations playing over a system in the background in the cabin .

Fully carpeted train with a diner on board for fried foods and drinks and other refreshments , and restaurants on board . Salons and Barbershops on board as well as Newspaper news stands with magazines , candy and sodas lounge area for tv watching sports , the news and nature channels with water kingdoms and traveling to foreign countries channels .

Book of the month Joel Osteen empty out the negative it means let go of the negative influences and negative people in your life that hold you back with me is to get these tyrants and puppet masters off of me and truly live the message that Joel Osteen is preaching I just read some of it from chapter 2 to 4 and wonder can I be let go of please if you other than a person that follow his message in that please let me go so I could live my life and yeah it could save your life Don't feed on poisons chapter 3 to 4 is good for you unclog your heart drink water and do light exercise just walking is a start but also clean out out your inside as well from the filthy anxiety look at the definition of anxiety , the hurting people feelings and blocking my path in my life if their is book that will save a life it would be this one book in fact get his whole collection I got all his books , Joyce Meyer and Victoria Osteen books I kinda teach now to get the voodoo and mind control off of me I don't want to think like my enemy about myself , no thanks read the book and change your life .

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okay you know how some bars/clubs have special nights where like women get drinks for free or reduced prices etc. well imagine penny having that at the hard deck one night and phoenix drags your ass to the bar after work to "maximise on the benefits" and you two get shitfaced but shes not like the rowdy type drunk, more so like a sentimental type and you two move outside to sit on the lounge chairs just looking at the waves and have a deep conversation before penny calls someone to take you both home safely

#this can be either platonic or romantic #i just love phoenix shes so cool #top gun maverick #topgun #topgun maverick imagines #natasha phoenix trace #topgun maverick headcanons #topgun headcanons #topgun maverick hcs #topgun hcs

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Not Faire (Part 2)

Continuation of Not Faire, the first of which you can find here. See my Ao3 for the full story at

 https://archiveofourown.org/works/39027285/chapters/97621992

The joust is over and I’m about ready to go back to camp and get plastered. I’m so over this anxiety.

“I think I might head back.”

Sasha and Leo frown and groan.

“Awww, I wanted to see the fire breathing man!”

“You can do that. I’ll just call it early. Y’all have fun.”

Ren doesn’t say anything. He’s not even looking at me. But I do see his nose twitching. Is he doing this on purpose??

Sasha doesn’t want me to go back alone. She skips up to me and hooks her arm through mine. “If you go, I go.”

“And you won’t complain that you didn’t get to see the fire man?”

“Promise,” she winks. 

So Sasha leaves with me. Leo wants to leave with Sasha, and Ren just doesn’t want to be left alone out here. So, we all trudge back across the grass, at least a mile back to the campgrounds. 

There’s not much to do back at camp. So we drink. There are a few other people hanging around, lounging under the canopy or grilling something. 

Ren disappears into his tent for a while when we arrive. He doesn’t come out until we’re deep in the middle of a game of Coup. 

More people are coming back from the fairgrounds, giving Ren an excuse to avoid us. Avoid me. 

Leo notices my anxiety and after two more games he sidles up next to me. We’re both standing just outside of the canopy, watching Ren mingle with a small group of newbies. 

“So,” Leo hands me a drink. “You going to tell me what Ren did that’s pissing you and Sasha off?”

I hide my face by taking a sip.

“That bad, huh?” he lets out a breath shaking his head. “That idiot.”

Leo doesn’t mean it. He is fiercely loyal to Ren, and Ren is protective of Leo. They’ve been friends longer than I’ve known either of them.

“Leo,” I murmur, “I have a secret.”

“I assumed so,” he says. “And Sasha knows?”

“She has the same secret.”

This puts a sour face on him. He looks into his cup as if deciding to chug it all.

“Do you remember when we first met?” he asks. 

I tilt my head, wondering where he’s going with this. “Sort of…”

“That party,” he says. “At Shaker’s apartment.”

“There were a lot of parties at Shaker’s.”

“Right after that, Ren went to Phoenix.”

“Oh,” I nod, remembering. “Right. Yes.”

“I had a secret then, too.”

I twist my lips. “Have you told us what it is?”

“Ren knows.”

But Sasha and I don’t.

“Is it hard?” I ask. “Keeping your secret?”

“Sometimes it feels impossible.”

“Yeah,” I nod. “I get that.”

It was late. Later than I normally went out. And I was going to a party. My first party. I had no idea what I was doing. But it was all anyone in the club could talk about for months. 

So I went.

The party was in a decent sized apartment. Four people lived there but everyone called it ‘Shaker’s Place’ because he always hosted the parties. 

People mingled out in the horseshoe lawn with drinks. Someone laughed loud enough to wake the neighbors and slapped their friend on the back.

Most of the living room space was taken up by two DDR pads hooked up to a tv blasting Soulja Boy, fighting for dominance of sound with the boombox playing Fall Out Boy songs. 

A small walkway separated the living room and kitchen. The kitchen was a small lane with bar seating on the other side of the counters. Beyond that was a sitting area full of drunk people hanging out, sharing memes on their phones. 

Someone in the kitchen was making drinks. He was tall--taller than most people there. Wavy black hair parted his forehead in a heart shape. He was wearing a suit--like he was hired to cater but no one told him it was a college party.

I walked over as he was squirting lime juice into the shaker. He mixed it up, whatever it was, and poured a lime green drink into a solo cup and handed it to a girl who batted her eyelashes at him in thanks. 

I sat on a barstool, lounging my elbows on the counter.

“What would you like,” he asked as he rinsed the shaker. His voice was like butter. Silky. Creamy. 

“What do you recommend?”

“Definitely not what I just made for her,” he nodded at the giggling redhead who was now smooshed between two shirtless guys. 

“I dunno,” I smirked as I looked back, “Seems like she’s having a good time.”

He pointed to a couch where three guys sat, comparing character sheets for their DnD game. “Those folks look like much more fun.”

I laughed. “Can’t argue with ya there.”

His lips did a little dance; he looked amused. “You play?”

I shrugged. “Once. It…wasn’t a very good experience.”

He began to mix a drink. Something cherry red with a clear liquor. “Tell me about it.”

The way he said it wasn’t like anyone else I’ve heard say that phrase. When he said it, it was a request. A question hanging between his words. He wanted me to talk more.

So I did.

“It was my first campaign. The DM promised it was for noobs to learn how to play. But then his girlfriend joined and it became ‘The Nancy Show’.”

“Ouch.”

“That’s what I said when I died to a Kraken. At level two.”

He cringed. For me. I liked this guy already.

“You should have called the Better Business Bureau on him. Dial 062 for the DnD department.”

“Can…can I actually do that?”

“No. I made that up. Well, the DnD part.” He waved a hand at his misstep. “There actually is a Better Business Bureau, but they do not take civil claims. No matter how many noobs are killed by Krakens.” 

I laughed. He slid me a chunky drink, bloodred in color. I eyed him. “What is this?”

“My specialty.”

“Are you a vampire?”

“Only in my LARP.”

I laughed again. And I could barely remember the last time I laughed this much. Depression had been crazy lately. 

I took a sip. It tasted just like a cherry. And not the fakey ones they put on sundaes. Real, tart, but sweet, goddamn cherries.

“Oh my goddsss,” I rolled my eyes up and sighed. “This is really good! How did you make it?” I asked, because I hadn’t been paying attention to what he put in it.

“Secret recipe.”

“You did not just say that.”

He gave me a look I couldn’t decipher. Like he wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words. His lips kept closing then popping apart. 

Then, I saw his nostrils flare. 

Oh.

A single finger climbed up, until he was giving me the sign for ‘one sec’. And then, in unison, his face crumpled and crashed forward, his hands cupped and caught a grating, “HRRZZIEU!” 

I guzzled my drink dry, unable to tear my eyes off him.

He peered down at his hands with a frown and then he spun to turn on the sink. And he washed his hands. 

I don’t think I’d ever seen anyone wash their hands after sneezing in them. 

It was sexy as fuck.

He turned back to me, towel in hand. “Apologies,” he pointed at my empty drink. “Need another?”

Fuck yes.

“Excuse me?”

Oh fuck, did I say that out loud?

“Uhm, I said yes please.” I scooted the cup back to him and he made me another. I took him in: broad shoulders, slim arms, a bit of weight around his midsection. Long nimble fingers. 

And on his chest, there was no nametag.

“What company do you work for?”

His eyes flicked up to me, brow furrowing. “Progressive.”

“The…insurance company?”

“Yes.”

“So, you’re not hired help?”

“Here?” He chuckled, “No. I’m in the club.”

I blinked at him. Hard. How had I never seen him before?

“How long have you been a member?”

He finished the drink and handed it to me, “Six months.”

“Why have we never met?”

“Is this your first club party?”

I nodded, shyly. 

“I can’t make the meetings anymore because of work. But I usually attend the parties.”

I sipped the rich liquid, “Alright party guy. What’s your name?”

He wiped his hands on a towel. “Lawrence. But you can call me Ren.”

I liked it. It fit him. 

“And you?” 

“Skye.”

He nodded.  He didn’t tell me my name was pretty or how much I do or do not ‘look like a Skye’. He just accepted it. I liked that too. 

I finished the drink rather fast. And I started feeling it pretty hard. I watched Ren as he cleaned up the kitchen, even as people swung inside and dumped cups on the counter. 

“Are you going to sit here all night?” he asked me. Not in a rude manner. More concerned.

“Should I not?”

He shrugged. “Do whatever you…” he blinked hard and I saw his nostril twitch. “Hhh…” his head bobbed up, arm winging around his face. I got a perfect glimpse of his distorted face, lips parted, eyes fluttering. Then, “HHN-XST-eui!” His entire body bent with it.

Butterflies weren’t just in my stomach. They were all over my insides. I felt my breaths come quick. “That was cute,” I said, not thinking.

Then I was mortified. 

Oh gods ooh gods I just fucking outed myself!!

“Did you just call me cute?” he asked, a smirk playing on his lips.

I flushed, not meeting his eyes. “Y-yes.”

“You’re clearly drunk then.”

“I think I might just be,” I giggled.

Concern clouded his eyes and he stepped away. He popped out of the room looking for…something. I didn’t care. I was having a better time than I’d thought I would. 

Since I’d moved away from home, I’d been focusing on school. Sure, I joined this club but I still didn’t really know anyone in the group. I was hoping this party would change that. 

I’d never been drunk before, nor to a party with alcohol. I was worried I’d be overwhelmed, especially as an introvert running on fumes as of late. But sitting there, hanging out with Ren, laughing…that was just my speed.

He returned with a frown. “Do you have a buddy?” he asked.

“Like a friend? Uhm, sorta…”

“No. A buddy. For the party. Someone you attend with and watch over each other.”

I laugh. “Nope. I have zero friends up here.” I raised my glass, “Except these drunk fucks!” I shouted. The people crowding the couches behind me cheered.

“Alright, alright,” Ren took my drink and grasped my hand, pulling me close. “There is a group of men here--they prey on drunk women who are alone.”

The ebb of panic started to break through the haze of alcohol.

Ren continued, “I’m going to take you home, alright?”

Go home…with Ren. Maybe it’s not what I think. Maybe it is. Either way, I was feeling confident enough to accept. 

“Okay.”

Ren nodded and took me into the living room. I followed him at a meek pace. He pointed to another man who was playing Super Smash Bros with two other people. 

“That is my friend, Leonardo. The people who just showed up have bullied him in the past.”

Oh fuck. This guy gets bullied? By club members?? 

I peeked at the man. He looked relaxed enough. Rich brown eyes, matching honeyed hair in a ponytail. Dark, toned arms under a cutoff plaid vest. His face all angles and nose. What a gorgeous nose. A beer sat on the floor next to his foot.  

It was hard to understand how this guy could be bullied for anything. He looked like he fit right in. 

I bit my fingertip, “Should he come with us?” 

Ren looked surprised but pleased. “Leo,” he said. Leo’s smile washed his face when he looked at Ren. He was either really pleased to see him or really drunk. Maybe both.

“Heyyy Rennie.” 

I sputtered a laugh. “Rennie?”

Ren just rolled his eyes. “Leo, this is Skye. I’m taking her home with me. She does not have a buddy tonight.”

“Why don’t you be her buddy?” Leo asked. It made me laugh. 

Ren leaned down and said, “Dix and Allen are here.”

Leo’s entire countenance shifted. Suddenly his eyes were wide, his face drawn back, and I saw fear in him. He swallowed. “Alright.”

“Would you like to come with us?”

Leo looked so relieved I wanted to hug him. “Please.”

Ren helped Leo stand and my heart swelled with how adorable these two were. Leo stumbled on his way up. Ren caught him, hands winding around Leo’s waist, running up his back, caressing.

Wait. Is Ren gay? Bi? Was it even my business to ask this early?

I waved it off. I wasn’t planning on having sex that night regardless. 

Ren lived just down the road. He had walked to the party. He insisted we’d be fine as long as we didn’t act drunk on the way.

Ren’s apartment was very open-floor. I could see the kitchen and two bedrooms both off the sides of the living room as soon as I entered.

I flopped down on an L-couch and groaned. “This is so fucking comfortable ohmygosh.”

Leo rolled next to me, “I knowwww. Rennie gets the best stuff!”

I peered at him, “Why do you call him Rennie?”

“Because he hates it.” A laugh. “And I don’t do it often…” his eyes glinted with mischief. 

“You two lightweights stay out of trouble,” Ren called.

Leo and I shared a look. And then we giggled. Incessantly.

“How long have you been friends?” I asked.

“Longer than I can remember while I’m this drunk. You?”

“I met him today.”

Leo barked a laugh. “Are you here to get laid? Sorry if I ruined it.”

Was that Ren’s intention? Did he want…some kind of threesome? I guess he must be attracted to women, in some form, if Leo was saying this.

I heard another sneeze from Ren. Deep, rich, a perfect blend of consonants and vowels. 

Maybe I did want to stay…especially if he kept that up.

Leo laughed, “Now that’s a look!” He was grinning at me, amused.

I blush and cough, fist to my lips, “Hm--what?”

“Did I embarrass you?”

“H-How?” Did he catch me reacting to Ren’s sneeze? 

“My comment. About getting laid.”

“Oh…” I flicked a finger through a curl of hair, “Uhm, a bit.”

“I’m sorry.”

Ren reentered the room with three bags of popcorn. “I have movies or Youtube.”

Leo and I both voted Youtube.

There was no sex that night. We all sat together and watched stupid videos well into the night. It was glorious. And that’s when I made my first friends in a new town.

“Who’s going to bonfire tonight?” Casey calls.

“Not me,” I wave, “Have fun!”

Sasha is in front of me quick. “You love the bonfire! Leo and I are going. He says he has a surprise.”

I do want to be with Sasha, but now even more I don’t want to go. Leo’s probably going to ask her out. I don’t want to ruin that.

“I’ll hit you up later. I’ll find something to do.”

Sasha gives me a small frown, but Leo glides in and takes a knee, swaying slightly.

“My lady, are you ready?” he sweeps his arm out in gesture.

Sasha giggles. “Sure am~”

Sasha and Leo leave for the bonfire and I’m left alone. I don’t see Ren anywhere. He probably wandered off with a group. 

I know other people at camp, though. I join Anya and Riley, who are talking about going on an adventure. 

“Got room for more?” I ask.

“Course!” Anya beams. 

We start walking away from camp and soon we’re wandering the food fields. Food trucks, tailgate grillers, and stalls litter the area with scrumptious aromas, sizzling pans, and happy customers. 

I’m not feeling hungry. I trail after Anya and Riley, not speaking much. Just muttering a “Mhm” now and then, or making ‘I’m listening’ noises. 

My thoughts are just streaks of ideas and desires running through my head. Nothing is solid enough to get ahold of and wrangle.

I want to talk to Ren. I want to figure out what is going on between us. I also think of Sasha, and I start to regret not going with them to bonfire. But I would just intrude on her and Leo’s mood. They’re clearly into each other. 

Why does that make me feel even worse?

Soon, we clear the food fields and arrive at a rave. It’s dark now, and the crowd in front of the DJ is littered with glowsticks. 

Loud music thunders in my ears. People are dancing all around me. I don’t realize Anya and Riley aren’t with me anymore until I’m surrounded by people, inching me toward the stage. 

I get to the DJ stand and I get a spot in the middle of a crowd. Music thrums the air.

Heads are bopping to the music. Spaces around me start to fill with people until I can’t see my way out anymore. The crush of bodies is overwhelming. Butts bump against me. Elbows jab me. I feel like I can’t breathe. 

And then he’s there.

Ren's arms curve around me, hands pressing my hips. Heat ignites me and I press myself closer. His legs move and I move with him.

Suddenly, it’s like we never parted.

He sways us left and right, my body moves from memory. Our feet sync--and we’re dancing. 

His hands find mine and entwine; we’re back and forth, churning to the music, step by step. He lets my left hand go and I instinctively spin out. His hand glides down my spine as he pulls me back in. I circle again and I’m in his arms. 

And it’s intoxicating.

The heat of him, the scent. The raw energy of our synchronous bodies. 

I look up at him, barely noticing the people staring, making way for us. His eyes glow an ice blue. At first I think it’s the strobe lights but his warmth is burning through his shirt. 

It’s not the strobe lights. His eyes are glowing with fever.

“Ren…” everything fades except him. My hand creeps up to touch his forehead.

He jerks back, hands falling away from me. Like whiplash I’m thrown back to that night. The night I left…

“Skye, come back!”

“I can’t,” I stomped the ground in my one-inch heels. “I can’t watch you with her.”

“Skye,” he caught up to me. His hand wrapped around my wrist and he pulled me back. “Why are you upset?”

I spun to face him, stumbling in my drunken haze. I glared, indignantly, anyway. “I can’t…” My voice cracked on a dry sob. “Because I love you.”

I didn’t realize it was true until I said it. The words fell from my lips like water overflowing a cup. I couldn’t not say it. 

His eyes flickered, and I saw him shut down. His hard gaze speared me and he released my hand.

“Tell me that when you’re sober.”

My chest burst and I felt that overflowing again. This time, it’s actual water in the form of tears. Streaking down my cheeks.

He didn’t believe me. 

I ran. I didn’t care where, I just needed to be away from him. I didn’t care about my stuff. I didn’t care about the rest of the weekend.

I walked out. Out of the campgrounds. Away from Ren. Forever.

The music roars in my ears. Ren’s piercing gaze roots me to the ground. He cuts away, diving into the crowd. People have lost interest in us and are dancing again. I push through the flailing bodies and manage to break out of the crowd. 

I didn’t see where Ren went. 

He obviously doesn’t want to be found. Anger, white hot in my veins, rushes me away. I head toward the bonfire. Anyone can see its beacon and plume of smoke from anywhere.

I wander around the sparse crowd, unsuccessful in my quest. I pause close to the center, where only a few log benches separate dancers from the flames.

Then I hear it. The jingle skirt! Whoever is dancing is wearing that skirt. Sasha won’t want to miss this!

I glance at the dancers and see Sasha herself. Wearing the jingle skirt. Dancing. 

Her hips sway, her arms are held high, above her afro, and she moves like liquid. Small drums and tambourines trill music all around the fire. Sasha is surrounded by a flaming halo as her body moves, melts and condenses, her bracelets singing up and down her arms.

She sees me and nods to Leo, who is sitting on a stump, staring as entranced as I was. She grins.  

I decide not to interrupt her. This is my problem. Sasha is having a good time and I don’t need to constantly bring her down with my drama. Faire is supposed to be about letting loose and having fun. 

I’m killing the buzz.

I head back to camp, feeling only slightly tipsy. People have already called it a night. Only a few returning from partying wander the lane, drunk or high. 

I find Ren standing slumped against a canopy pole, holding an empty shot glass. 

“Ren?”

He waves me away. His shoulders bunch during sips of air. His knuckle grinds the side of his nose and his eyes can’t seem to stay open. 

Oh. Fuck.

I turn away, staring into the sky, heat running up my body. I can still hear every breath, every hitch as he dissolves into a small fit.

“Hhh-XTSH! HNXT!” the next one is muffled but stronger, “HMPFFFshhh--ieu!” 

Words spill from my mouth, “What the hell is with you today?!”

He turns back toward me, mouth twisting as he straightens and faces me. “Have I displeased you?”

“What?” 

He sways a little and a small laugh escapes him in a huff of air. His eyes are twinkling with amusement. “Have I displeased you, Skye?” He’s fucking grinning now.

My face heats, “Don’t act like you don’t know what you’ve been doing all day.”

“And that is my fault?”

“Whose else would it be?”

His eyes slant, head tilting in confusion. “Yours…?”

I stomp my foot, angry at him for being drunk enough to give me this shit. “Goddammit Ren!” I spin on him and plunge my arms over each other, seething. 

I feel him lean in, breath hot in my ear. “Skye,” his voice is low, almost a growl. “Did you not intend to wear the scent I’m allergic to?”

My whole body goes rigid. Ice floods my veins.

And it hits me. Ren’s not just drunk. He’s high as fuck. His eyes weren’t blazing with fever, they were blazed. 

I don’t know what he thinks of my silence but I know now his proximity to me is causing everything. This whole fucking day has been because of me. 

What was I thinking??

I wasn’t thinking. 

“Hhhtt…” Ren’s arm brushes against me as he brings it up to catch his dipping head, “HSZT!” The sound fills my ears to the brim.

“Lawrence Grayson!” 

We both jump at the sound of Sasha’s voice. I whip around to see her angry eyes. She’s still wearing the skirt, its bells jangle as she marches hotly up to Ren. She points indignantly at him.

“What the fuck is your deal? Can’t you just leave Skye alone?”

“Sasha it’s not--”

“You’ve been fucking with her all damn day and I’m sick of it.” Her foot stomps when she finishes speaking. “I think you should find your way to your tent.”

Ren looks at me and I see him sway. He blinks toward Sasha, then back at me.

I lean into Sasha and rasp, “He’s drunk and high. I don’t think he should be alone.”

Sasha growls. “Fine,” she reaches up and grabs a fistful of Ren’s shirt. Then she turns on her heel, “We’ll get Leo. You can stay with him tonight.” 

I watch her drag Ren along behind her, him trying not to stumble or step on her feet. 

I curl my arms around my chest and rub goosebumps on my skin. 

Fuck. 

Sasha meets me in my tent later, I assume after Leo picked up Ren. She knows I’m upset. We sit on a blanket while she takes my hair down, removing the pins and braids as delicately as a professional would.

“You didn’t need to deal with  him tonight,” she says. “You shouldn’t have had to deal with him at all today. I’m sorry.” She works her skilled fingers through my hair and I lean into her touch. Sasha’s warmth keeps me afloat when shit goes down.

“It’s not your fault,” I say, lids closing as she massages my scalp. “We were assigned the same days. What could you have done?”

“I could have swapped. Ren in exchange for Dix. But…”

“But you didn’t want any of us to have to deal with Dix.”

She nods. I tip my head back to stare at her. Her face still looks gorgeous, even after a hot day of exercise. The makeup has faded, some is smudged, but when her lips crimp in a frown, it’s just so her. 

“You did the right thing, IMO.”

“Really?”

“Of course. I can handle Ren.”

She smiles and pulls me up so she can brush my hair. This is Sasha’s comfort habit. When she’s stressed, she loves to take people aside and brush their hair, massage them, work her magic. It feels so nice I almost fall asleep.

“You should do this for a living,” I say.

The brushing stops. I can feel her tensing behind me.

I turn, “Did I say something wrong?”

“No, I just…” she sighs, “Yeah, maybe.”

I feel like I’ve upset her. I’m not sure how. But before I can ask, she sweeps the brush through my hair twice more and sets it down. “All done.”

I turn to face her and I hear her breath catch. I move my mouth to speak but no words come. She’s leaning closer to me. So close it makes my stomach do a flip. So close I can feel her heat.

“Sasha,” I breathe. And I do the impossible. I pull back. “I did something bad today.”

She blinks, confused. “What?”

“Ren’s not sick. He’s allergic to the perfume I’m wearing,” my voice pitches, “The perfume I bought because he’s allergic to it.”

Sasha's lips part. “Skye, what…” she frowns, “You did this on purpose?”

“No!” I squeak. “I --I just grabbed it without thinking! I think I just…forgot.”

She narrows her eyes at me. 

I tug a lock of hair, pulling my head into my knees. “I don’t…know…”

“You’re still hung up on him.” The dry sound of her voice makes me look up. “No, I’m not--”

“Yeah,” she turns away, “you are.”

“Sash, are you mad?”

Sasha lets out a breath, then shakes her head hard enough to make her hair bounce. “No. I’m…” she sags, “tired.” She looks back at me with a wan smile. “We should get some rest. Big day tomorrow.”

I know she’s not telling me how she really feels. But I also don’t know how to fix this.

“Okay,” I nod. “Yeah.”

Sasha slips out of the tent and gives me a small wave, “See you in the morning.”

And she’s gone.

#zenoc #snz #snzfic #allergies #illness #oc skye #oc ren #oc leo #oc sasha #angst #snzkink #fluff #LSSR ship #sneeze tease #I really just couldn't wait to get the next one out there #Expect the other one shortly after this because I'm completely infatuated with these chars #LSSR

[stratamuzak]

The God Bombs Hit the Road with Green Jelly Tour Starts 7/20!

7/20 - Hollywood, CA - Whisky A Go-Go **

7/21 - Phoenix. AZ - Booze Bar **

7/23 - Gallup, NM - Juggernaut Music **

7/26 - Colorado Springs, CO - Steel Pan PNP **

7/27 - Denver, CO - Jumbos Sports Bar & Grill **

7/28 - Topeka, KS - Boobie Trap **

7/29 - Keokuk, IA - Black Sails **

8/4 - Thornville, OH - Legend Valley - Gathering of the Juggalos/5 - Buffalo, NY - Mad Tikis Lounge

8/6 - Akron, OH - Empire Concert Club

8/7 - Pittsburgh, PA - Sub Pine Society

8/8 - New Haven, IN - Carl's Tavern

8/9 - Hamilton, OH - Dan Lovin’s House Party (DM for info) 

8/10 - Bradley, IL - The Looney Bin

8/11 - Joliet, IL - The Forge

8/12 - Chicago, IL - Brauer Haus

8/13 - Battle Creek, MI - Leila Arboretum - Michigan Metal Fest

8/14 - Detroit. MI - The Token Lounge ** 

** Seen Loc, The God Bombs, Chris Lorraine + local support 

#tour #godbombs #green jelly

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charlottesands: tickets on sale now !!!!!!!! charlottesands.com/tour 💘 WHAT CITY WILL I SEE YOU IN ??? 9.6 Louisville, KY - Zanzabar 9.7 Indianapolis, IN - Deluxe at Old National Centre 9.12 Minneapolis, MN - 7th St. Entry 9.13 Milwaukee, WI - The Back Room @ Colectivo 9.15 Pontiac, MI - The Pike Room 9.17 Chicago, IL - Riot Fest 9.20 Denver, CO - Larimer Lounge 9.21 Salt Lake City, UT - Soundwell 9.23 Seattle, WA - Madame Lou's 9.24 Portland, OR - Holocene 9.27 San Francisco, CA - Brick & Mortar 9.28 Los Angeles, CA - Troubadour 9.30 Santa Ana, CA - Constellation Room 10.1 San Diego, CA - House of Blues Voodoo Room 10.2 Phoenix, AZ - Valley Bar 10.4 Dallas, TX - Club Dada 10.5 Houston, TX - White Oak Upstairs 10.6 San Antonio, TX - VIBES Underground 10.7-10.9 Austin, TX - Austin City Limits 10.10 Orlando, FL - The Abbey 10.11 Atlanta, GA - Masquerade Purgatory 10.12 Charlotte, NC - Visulite Theatre 10.14 Washington, DC - Songbyrd 10.15 New York, NY - Mercury Lounge 10.16 Boston, MA - Brighton Music Hall 10.18 Philadelphia, PA - The Foundry 10.19 Pittsburgh, PA - Thunderbird Music Hall 10.20 Columbus, OH - The Basement 11.5 Nashville, TN - Basement East 📹: @nickalausstafford

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[mountphoenixrp]

We have a new citizen in Mount Phoenix:

                           Azazel, who is known by no other name,                                         a 22 year old son of Nyx.                                       He is a bartender at Minx.

FC NAME/GROUP: Park Sunghoon/Enhypen CHARACTER NAME: Azazel AGE/DATE OF BIRTH: 22 -10/30 PLACE OF BIRTH: Somewhere in Korea OCCUPATION: Bartender @ Minx Burlesque Club and Lounge, Underground piercer training to do tattoo's HEIGHT: 173cm - 5'6 WEIGHT: 55kg - 125lbs DEFINING FEATURES: Beauty mark shaped like a moon on left cheek, purple eyes, pale shimmery pearl like skin, silver freckles over his nose, scar over his right temple to his forehead, scars on his fingers and fingertips, knuckles from fighting, tattoo's of a curse down his back and neck, tattoos on his thighs and lower arms to try and hide burn scars from cigarettes, eyebrow piercing, left ear has 5 piercings, right ear has 3.

PERSONALITY: Saying he hated everyone is an understatement. His lack of reaction and cold attitude often get him into fights but he handles them well. Keeps to himself usually but if someone does get him to talk it's never what anyone wants to hear.

Being far to honest and blunt with what he says he doesn't really see the means of having a filter, sugar coating his words. It isn't his intention to insult someone or tear down their dandy day but it also isn't his job to build it up either. He was never sugar coated growing up so why should he do it to strangers? But he really isn't all bad, deep down there was a softness hidden inside that he made sure to keep from others on fear of being hurt again.

Trust was far to none and gaining it more rare than him smiling. Fashionable and artistic, he hides his scars and the various things he doesn't want anyone to see under his expensive layers.

HISTORY: TW - Mentions of abuse and child neglect, drugs and alcohol.

Before this Azazel lived in a wooden box, not metaphorically he literally lived in a box. Azazel didn't understand why he had been placed here when before he had such a warm and happy home, a mom and a dad he thought loved him so much. He had games, a bed, all the snacks he could have wanted, and love. So why was he here? What Azazel wasn't told is the people he was with before finally got pregnant and decide they didn't want to foster a child anymore. That they weren't adopting him anymore. Being adopted was a joke, thrown into a foster home where the woman was so perfect on the outside but behind closed doors she was a monster. Addicted to anything and everything that could give her a rush, using the money she got taking Azazel's in to fuel her wild lavish life. Drugs, alcohol, expensive clothes, sex, she did it all without shame or care. Especially without care.

Inside some room of the home the toddler was stuffed into a box left in the dark with a blanket and a torn up purple star plushie, left in there for hours while she did whatever she did. At first he would claw and scratch at it's surface until his fingers bled..but over time If he was good and quiet she would let him out to watch cartoons, eat scraps of what she had left laying around and play with various object; most of which weren't safe but he imagined them as something else. When there were home checks she would convince him to pretend everything was perfect with promises of cookies and an extra hour in the television, which he obeyed. He would be smacked if he called her momma or asked for more of something, would be burned with cigarettes if he came out if his box or wet his pants.

At once point when he was 6 he asked to go outside while she was drunk and when she didn't answer he tried, much to her displeasure. She screamed about how he was ungrateful, how he tried to leave after all she has done ultimately hitting him in the head with an astray. He didn't cry though because if he had she would have hit him more. Of course she didn't take him to the doctor, deciding to just give him a sleeping pill and do it herself. For years the cycle kept up, his need for a parental love or any love at all slowly fading the more he was neglected and abused. The box got bigger until it just became a closet and Azazel still played along when visits came because who would want a teenager if he went back? What if the next place is worse? His trust went further and further down the drain before finally running out, leaving nothing but a cold husk of a warm child behind.

He didn't attent school but he didn't need to. Being unnaturally smart Azazel had learned fast just from seeing how to cook, clean, dress himself with the two outfits he had, read and write. Every time the woman was out or drunk he would sneak out of closet to do whatever was needed to teach himself basic necessities. How to live.

When he turned 18 and the woman demanded his checks that were now addressed to him, but for once he said no. Running away wasn't easy.. quickly he learned his eyes didn't work in daylight, blind against the overly bright and menacing light. He couldn't go outside at all during the day having to changing his schedule to fit a night life, it wasn't easy to move only in the night but it was ideal. Sorta. The streets were hard and the shelters rough, any further trust that lingered melted away with every fist he took to the face and dealt back. He fought people every day whether it was for no reason other then them being offended he didn't care, helping someone that couldn't help themselves, or getting rid of the guys that woman sent got his money.. he fought. Black eye, busted lip, he never showed up without something on his body. Another cycle was starting to form and for a couple years he let it, until he couldn't handle being stuck again. Stuck in another repeating cycle of abuse and neglect, this time it was his own fault.

Azazel searched and searched for a means to escape, to go anywhere else.. but no matter where he went in Korea trouble followed. Eventually the talk of an island reached his ears, with the promise of a place he could go where he could really leave this hell hole behind, that woman's goons unable to find him.. he took the risk of finding it. The island really was remote, far off the coast where no one would know of him. Mount Phoenix was it's name. There he felt a strange pull, didn't fully understand the weird feeling of the place, just liked he could start new.

Finding an underground tattoo shop they took him in when seeing his talent, gave him a temporary place to stay above the shop until he was able to house himself. If he hadn't been so broken he would have been able to show he was grateful, unfortunately..he didn't even trust the kindness that gave. Eventually the checks stopped, they probably realized he ran and a job outside apprenticeship was needed. Azazel search everywhere for anything that operated solely at night not again, it was difficult, he wanted to give up. Eventually a guy at the tattoo shop set him up with an interview at a club called Minx as a bartender, somehow getting the job with no experience but when he showed he could learn instantly by just observing.. he was hired.

PANTHEON: Greek CHILD OF: Nyx POWERS: Ability to manipulate Darkness (if in large amounts can be draining and short lived in time), Perfect ability to see at night like a cat, Ability to see prophecies but rarely and often only negative (can only see prophecies of those he has made physical contact with or those that directly influence his life.) STRENGTHS: Observant, Photogenic Memory, Quick Reflexes, Quick Witted, Artistic, Heavy Hitter, Can learn anything from watching it once. WEAKNESSES: Practicality blind during the day, Forgets to eat, Hits first-asks questions later, Hates everything, Allergies to Watermelon

#kpop rp #krp #enhyphen #park sunghoon #enhyphen sunghoon #mp; welcome