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rivetgoth · 7 months

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Black Alternative Music Recs

Not being Black myself, I hesitate to make myself a spokesperson specifically for Black alt artists as I don’t want to be tokenizing or reductive and I’d rather, like, uplift the voices of Black alt people than just make my own lists, BUT, I keep seeing people in the comments of recent posts about Death Grips asking for recs for more Black alternative artists, and I do know a good amount, so as a really basic list I wanted to throw out a few artists I really like—

Light Asylum: Darkwave. Really incredible vocalist, and openly queer. “Dark Allies” is a huge goth club hit but all of her work is great. I’ve seen her live twice and her live concerts are incredible too. One of the bigger Black goth artists.

Ho99o9: Punk/Industrial Hip Hop. Another big one, they’re pretty well known at this point but if you DON’T know them you should. Huuuge variety in sound here, all of it is so fun and solid, absolutely amazing energy.

clipping.: Industrial/Experimental Hip Hop. Really fun and catchy, great lyrics, great mixing, great experimental electronic sound.

Void Palace: Industrial/EBM. Local LA-based act with an amazing industrial dance club sound and vibe. Seen them live and they bring such cool but crazy energy. Really really solid.

O. Children: Darkwave/Post Punk. Really classic gothic sound, amazing vocals, really underrated, theatrical, fun, and moody gothic rock.

Izzy Spears: Industrial/Experimental Hip Hop. Openly gay alternative hip hop artist with a heavy and super danceable beat. I saw him live and he sounded great and had awesome punky energy.

LUSTSICKPUPPY: Punk/Electro-Industrial. Has almost a hyperpop sound sometimes, super high BPM high energy danceable electronic music with a really crazy theatrical style to their performances (kicking myself for missing them last year!). ETA: LSP uses they/them pronouns, corrected now but apologies for missing that irt any older iterations of this post floating around.

Baby Storme: Darkwave/Ethereal Pop. I think she got a bit of popularity on TikTok recently? I don’t use TikTok so idk, but she’s great. Really well mixed, fun, super solid dreamy darkwave with a dancey pop sound intermixed.

Grizz: Darkwave Hip Hop. I JUST discovered this artist, he’s another LA local who just put out a new single that’s getting some attention and he’s really good. Super cool goth fusion sound with really great classic darkwave electronic backing. Check him out!

Cold Gawd: Shoegaze/Post-Hardcore. Iconically sells merch that says “ABOLISH WHITE SHOEGAZE.” Absolute powerhouse of sound; I saw them live and their music sounded torrential, like this intense, powerful storm.

Debby Friday: Dark Electronic/Experimental Hip Hop. Really really haunting and dreamy gothic sound. Collaborates with artists like Boy Harsher. Superbly mixed. Lots of variety in sound but very consistently strong.

Dre Robinson: Industrial/Experimental Electronic. Longtime cEvin Key/Skinny Puppy collaborator. He was on stage with Skuppy during the recent live tour, doing sound and playing the maggot maracas (iykyk). He’s also been involved in a ton of cEvin’s solo work and accompanies him on stage for his live solo shows.

Charles Levi: Industrial/Industrial Rock. Wax Trax!/90s industrial icon, did work for My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult and Pigface. He’s recently had a bunch of serious health problems and has a GoFundMe up of you’d like to donate. He contributed to so much classic industrial rock, it’s crazy.

There’s a billion more. These are just some artists I genuinely really like personally who are Black, and I think all of them deserve a ton of support and recognition as contributors to the alternative scene. There’s so many amazing Black-fronted alternative bands and projects, and I’m just scratching the surface with artists I know and enjoy, Also considered listing some larger names like Yves Tumor and Tricky, but I feel they’re slightly more well known in the mainstream with ~1mil+ listeners on Spotify and I wanted to highlight some slightly more underground voices (to varying degrees—obviously some artists here are more well known than others).

Check them out!! Support Black alternative music!

#goth #industrial #alternative music

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linghxr · 5 months

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My 2023 in Mandopop/Chinese music (update & recs)

It’s been too long since I last shared some music recommendations/updates on what I’m listening to! Admittedly, I haven’t been discovering as many new artists because I’m busy listening to 薛之谦 on repeat. But we'll focus on the new.

You can check out my Spotify playlist featuring these songs (plus bonus ones). In addition, I’ve included YouTube links below.

五月天 / Mayday 五月天 is a legendary band, so of course I knew of them and had heard a few of their songs over the years. But I never proactively sought out their music until recently. I still haven’t had time to dive into their back catalog, but I’ve already found some songs I really love.

《我又初恋了》 I actually really didn’t like this song the first time I heard it, but it wormed its way into my brain. It’s just a lot of fun! Non-serious songs can be good too.

《转眼》 My favorite 五月天 song <3. I’m probably too young to fully appreciate the lyrics, but they make me feel so nostalgic and bittersweet, like transitioning to a new chapter of life and leaving the old behind.

《因为你所以我》 This song didn’t stand out to me at first, but it grew on me! I caught myself humming it a lot. It‘s kind of corny, but it sounds so full of hope.

陈奕迅 / Eason Chan I first started listening to 陈奕迅 a couple years ago after my Album a Day August challenge, but I’ve found that his music has grown on me over time. I believe I’ve only mentioned him once before, so I thought now was a good time to highlight my favorite of his songs.

《之外》 This is probably my favorite 陈奕迅 song. The lyrics convey a sense of hopelessness, but the overall song has a smooth, light sound.

《娱乐天空》 You know a song is good when it’s over 6 minutes long but feels like it flies by! It makes me want to get up, get moving, and be productive.

《烟味》 This song is dramatic, and I love it for that. Also has a hint of orchestral flavor.

《淘汰》 One of 陈奕迅’s most well-known songs—for a good reason. It has big Cpop ballad vibes but is definitely livelier.

白举纲 / Bai Jugang You’re going to notice several mentions of 披荆斩棘 in this post. That’s where I “met” 白举纲. I instantly liked his voice and loved seeing him with his “brother” 高瀚宇 and “dad” 张晋! You may also see his music under his English name, Pax Congo.

《被动失控》 This is the only song on the list you could headbang to.

《Shy Boy》 I love this song because it’s cute and includes a children’s rhyme that I learned as a kid: 找啊找啊找朋友找到一个好朋友.

苏诗丁 / Su Shiding At some point last year I did a one-month free trial of Apple Music. It was an interesting experience because the recommendations were very different from what Spotify tends to show me. I’m glad Apple Music led me to 苏诗丁!

《LUCIFER（傲慢宗罪）》 All I can say is that this song exudes coolness and confidence. It also has a fair bit of English, but honestly I had to look up the lyrics to tell what some of it was.

《梦幻病》 This song is from the same album. It’s dreamlike but gets more frantic as it builds. Overall, it’s just a bit…unsettling.

队长 / Young Captain I learned about 队长 from a random post on Instagram about his concert in Malaysia. I think these songs might have gone viral on 抖音 or something. I was surprised I liked them so much because they both have some rap (I’m not a rap fan), but it was love at first listen.

《11》 I love how this song builds towards the end. I spend the whole song waiting for the crescendo, and it’s great payoff.

《楼顶上的小斑鸠》 This song is like the slightly mellower sibling of the one above. But I ended up liking this one even more.

金志文 / Jin Zhiwen 金志文 was another artist who Apple Music recommended to me. I definitely need to explore his discography more but haven’t had the chance to do so yet. But he has some good stuff so far!

《自娱自乐》 Smooth and relaxing but in a fun way. Simple and no-frills but will put a smile on your face!

《远走高飞》 This one feels like enjoying the breeze on a beautiful sunny day. I also enjoy the duet with 徐佳莹 version.

163braces 163braces started out as a YouTuber posting song covers. I have watched a couple of her covers, but they didn’t leave much of an impression on me. I was pleasantly surprised by her foray into original music. I look forward to hearing what she does next!

《控制》 The song I would want as my “soundtrack” if I were a video game character. It’s energetic and loud.

《murmur》 Honestly this song is pretty similar to the first one. Sometimes I have trouble distinguishing them. But hey, if ain’t broke, don’t fix it.

小鬼 / Lil Ghost 小鬼 did what I can best describe as “pulling an MGK” by going from more rap to kinda pop-punk? That MGK album was my guilty pleasure when in came out, so I’m all for 小鬼’s new direction.

《Last Day》 This song really gave me MGK vibes. It’s about half in English, but I often don't even notice when he switches between languages.

《不良少年》 I just know I would have loved this song so much in high school. It’s an angsty teen anthem.

《为明天写封信》 I can totally imagine this song playing at the end of a 2000s teen movie! Maybe while showing a montage of the main characters graduating.

《无所求必满载而归》 by 陈粒 / Chen Li This is technically cheating because I have recommended 陈粒 songs before, but it was at least a couple years ago. I heard this song covered on 披荆斩棘的哥哥 and immediately looked up the original. Honestly I should have known it was a 陈粒 song because you can totally tell it’s her style.

《轻红》 by 曹杨 / Young I keep coming back to this song! It’s from a drama soundtrack. I was super surprised the first time I listened to it because I thought it was going to be a typical ballad based on the first ~45 seconds or so—it wasn’t. There is also another version by 陈雪燃 (the king of cdrama OSTs). But I actually prefer the 曹杨 version.

《时光机》 by 吴克群 / Kenji Wu I was introduced to 吴克群 via 披荆斩棘2. He was instantly one of my favorite contestants after his team’s amazing 《新地球》 performance (check it out). This song is bouncy and a little dreamy. I kinda want to hear a remix with Harry Styles’ As It Was. I just wish it were longer than 3 minutes!

My Spotify Wrapped

I have a tradition of sharing my Spotify Wrapped, and I wanted to continue the streak in some form. So here's a quick rundown.

Top genre: 华语流行音乐 Representative city: Taipei Minutes: 21,750

Top artists

薛之谦 / Xue Zhiqian

林宥嘉 / Yoga Lin

五月天 / Mayday

李荣浩 / Li Ronghao

陈奕迅 / Eason Chan

Top songs

《木偶人》 - 薛之谦

《狐狸》 - 薛之谦

《骆驼》 - 薛之谦

《转眼》 - 五月天

《后来的我们》 - 五月天

Also, fellow Mandopop fans should check out the Mando Gap newsletter. I stumbled upon it this year, and I know it’s going to be a great resource for discovering new artists in 2024!

#chinese music recs #cpop #c-pop #c pop #mandopop #chinese music #chinese #mandarin #mandarin chinese #chinese language #studyblr #langblr #learning languages #language learning #chinese langblr #mandarin langblr #languageblr

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wambsgansshoelaces · 4 months

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i loveee you work! i was wondering if you’d be willing to write a roman x reader fic that’s kinda anyone but you vibes where she’s in shiv’s wedding party and her and roman hate each but have to pretend to get along for the weekend. this is so random but i’ve been stuck on this idea lately.

also for music recs i’d totally recommend eliza mclamb, i love her stuff and she has a new album coming out this friday.

xoxo!

Baby’s Breath

Roman Roy x Reader

oneshot

ahh I’m so so sorry this is extremely late!! I promise I’ll do better anons waiting. I hope you like it, though!! I honestly do not have the patience to slowburn but I hope I still wrote what you wanted. thank you so much for requesting, I love you anon <33

I’m also really sorry i haven’t been posting fics recently!! I’m getting to it all haah. I really hope you enjoy, please let me know what you think xxx

also, I listen to eliza mclamb now…

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“Roman and Y/N, you’re walking together.”

Immediately, the two of you exchange a strained look. You and Shiv are long time friends, having met in elementary school and been attached at the hip ever since. At some point in your life, you were spending more time at the Roy household with Shiv and her siblings then you were with your actual family. You and Kendall got along just fine- he was too quiet for your liking, anyway, and would just listen when you spoke. He’d give you advice in that soft way of his, and to this day you don’t think you’ve ever heard him raise his voice.

Roman, on the other hand?

Every conversation you’ve ever had with him had ended in some sort of argument. It’s not that you necessarily had opposing viewpoints, but rather you both wanted to be heard, almost always at the same time. The two of you have been clashing since the first time you’d gone over to their house, when you’d bickered over who got the pink Wii remote.

You weren’t going to argue over this, though. It was Shiv’s big day, and you were going to make sure it goes exactly how she wants it to. You weren’t going to be the reason she gets stressed out on her wedding day.

She continues on, giving the rundown on the rehearsal dinner. Everyone’s expected to be there at five p.m. sharp, in their places at five thirty.

She and her fiance decided that their wedding was going to be abroad, and your flight out to Athens is tonight. Shiv had gotten the entire bridal and groom’s party together just to go over everything beforehand.

She’d finished speaking a while ago, and you’re now sat scrolling through your notes app making sure you have everything at home ready to take with you to Greece. You were helping Shiv move a few of her things, like a few suitcases of clothing for her honeymoon, and were also bringing a gift for the couple.

You’re absorbed in your mental check listing, but you still feel the couch under you bow a little with the weight of someone sitting down next to you.

“We can get along for the next two weeks, can’t we?”

“I’d hope so, Roman.”

“As long as you don’t instigate anything,” he amends, looking up to meet your gaze.

“If I don’t instigate anything?”

“There you go, instigating.” You suppress a sigh, pressing your lips together, causing him to crack a smile. “So much better.”

“I’m only doing this for Shiv,” you remind him. “As soon as this is all over, I’m going back to praying you get clotheslined.”

“I wanted to ask if you wanted to do the matchy thing.”

“Don’t we have to?”

“I mean, yeah, but I was thinking I get you a corsage, you know? And I put matching flowers in my breast pocket. Maid of honor and best man and everything. So that we look good in photos.” His face pinkens as he speaks, and he’s suddenly unable to look you in the eye.

“I think that’d be cute,” you say honestly. The bridesmaid dresses were a muted lavender, the groomsmen’s suits a deep black. You knew they all had pocket squares to match, but Roman’s suggestion is strangely thoughtful. You like it.

“Okay. Great. I’ll text you,” he manages, pausing a bit to look over at you before getting up and leaving.

And he does.

You’re swaddled in bed, invigorating face mask on before you have to fly nine hours. He’s sent you a screenshot of a Google search on his phone.

help, he sends after it.

The search is just ‘pretty purple flower’.

look into baby’s breath, you send back.

what the fuck

is that a fucking flower

yes

what a godawful name

There’s a short pause as he presumably searches it up. He sends you another screenshot, this time of rows of photos of the flower.

yeah, those

can i find them here?

You don’t know why he’s asking you, but you respond.

probably

you’re already in athens?

but what if i can’t?

yeah, flew out after shiv’s town hall

then order fake ones online

god, you’re not very helpful

You think he’s done texting, but he sends you another five minutes later.

fuck you

You have to get to the airport bright and early the next morning. You can barely blink the sleep away from your eyes as you shuffle to your terminal, having checked your obscene amount of luggage with the help of a scary looking driver the Roys employ.

You’re bored out of your mind as you wait impatiently in line to board the plane. Shiv had gotten you a first-class ticket, so you at least had that to look forward to.

You’re delighted when you get on the plane and find a massive, plush seat waiting for you. You stick your carry-on into the overhead compartment and relax.

You sleep through the entire flight. Your seat converted into a bed, and you were provided with the softest pillow and blanket you’ve ever touched. You fell asleep the minute your eyes shut.

You don’t realize something’s wrong until you’re inside the airport.

Since you’d spent almost your whole life in close orbit of the Roys, you weren’t unfamiliar with the press. They knew who you were, you knew who they were. They endlessly pissed Shiv off. She’d done her best to keep her spouse-to-be out of the spotlight, to give them both as normal of a life as possible. The press was overly invasive, and when it came to her family in specific, destructive.

Which is why you suppose the press is targeting you.

A few flashes go off, and immediately, reporters are in your face. You don’t know how they were let in to the terminals, how they were allowed to get so close. You feel the heat creep up your neck. You don’t like the attention- especially not this kind.

You try to push through, but you can’t. They’re incessant, and all you have in your hands is your sweater and your suitcase. You have your headphones on, and you do your best to keep your eyes averted. Despite the fact that you can’t hear anything, you just know they’re demanding comments on Shiv’s marriage and her relationships.

Before you give up entirely, the crowd is shouldered apart by a built man you recognize as employed by the Roys. He’s immediately at your side, arm closing around your shoulder, and helping you bulldoze through the crowd.

You’re frazzled, trying to stamp down the anxiety swirling in your chest. You make a mental note to thank Shiv for thinking ahead. You’re guided out into a private parking garage and pointed to a car. You’re then told that all of the luggage you’d brought would be retrieved, as it was all tagged, and you’d be off the moment you could.

You climb into the backseat of the car, just to find Roman waiting for you.

He’s worrying at his bottom lip with his teeth, but he visibly relaxes once you slide into the seat next to him. Neither of you say anything until he glances sideways at you.

“I saw your face on an article online an hour ago. Someone posted your flight details. I was worried,” he offers lamely.

You blanch. “How do they even get that information?” you ask, voice cracking.

“I, uh, don’t know, but I wouldn’t know what to do with myself if you got hurt.”

Neither of you say anything the entire way to the hotel.

It all feels wrong. The caring, the thoughtfulness. It feels like it shouldn’t be happening. But you like it. You like this side of him. It makes you happy.

All of your bickering had always been pointless, anyway. It’s not like you have some real vendetta against him. You hope he looks at you the same way.

“Thank you,” you say quietly, breaking the silence. “Thank you for thinking about me.” Shiv hadn’t. ๋࣭ ⭑

The day of the wedding, you’re rushing around, getting things done for Shiv. You’re running here and there, making sure the vendors know what they’re doing, making sure not a single hair is out of place. The entire day needs to be perfect. She deserves as much.

Your dress is on, your makeup is done, your hair is up. You’re all ready, and now you just need to make sure everyone else is, too. You aren’t about to let anything go wrong.

The makeup artist starts on Shiv, and you run over to the groom’s suite to check on them. You knock softly, and Roman slips out to meet you. He’s just in a plain cotton shirt and sweats.

“Are you not getting ready? Pictures are in an hour,” you tell him.

“Yeah, yeah, we’ll be fine. They’re all pre-gaming.” They all were. You can tell Roman is not.

“Can we take this seriously? We can’t have anybody be late. If we have to wait for anybody, then the entire schedule gets fucked up.”

“Fuckin’… calm down. We’ll be fine. Don’t get your panties in a twist.”

Miffed, but not in the mood to argue any further, you give him a look. “If you’re not all ready within the hour, I’ll kill all the groomsmen and then myself. Fucking hurry, Roman.”

You turn to leave, but he catches your elbow. “What asshole did up your dress?” he asks, annoyance seeping into his voice. He tugs you back to him, and you feel his hands smooth over your back, hunting for the string edges that controlled your corset. “Tell me if I go too tight.”

He pulls, slowly and softly, as to not disturb you. He stops when your dress sits snugly on your body, as it’s supposed to, and ties it tightly. He takes a half-step back, admiring his handiwork, hands ghosting over the curves of your hips.

“That feels a lot better,” you tell him.

His eyes flit up and down your body. “Looks a lot better, too. Whoever did that is trying to see you fail.” He trails off, but it looks like he wants to say something else. He’s in a sort of a daze, stare at you. He can’t seem to look away. He snaps out of it soon enough, and you come to realize it’d given you a rush of satisfaction to see him eyeing you like that. You liked it. “Fuck off. I have to get ready.”

So you do.

You make your way down to the ceremony space, inspecting everything. Thankfully, all is well, and nothing is out of place. Everything’s calm, quiet, and nearing perfection.

The time comes for you to help Shiv into her dress, and you’re both emotional, on the brink of tears. You tell her she looks beautiful, because she does, and you help lead her to her first look, where all of the couple’s portraits will be taken before the entire group gets together.

After you step out of the room, leaving them to it, Roman’s making his way up the hallway, this time dressed in a crisp black tuxedo, lavender pocket square tucked neatly.

“Hey, I’m glad you’re here. I have something to give to you,” he says, and you notice the small box gripped in his hand. You have to admit, he looks good in black tie dress. You could get used to the sight of him like this, every bit of clothing tailored exactly to his measurements. Not that you exactly found him unappealing other times, though. Because you certainly found him appealing.

He pops the box open, taking out a delicate corsage made up of purple and white baby’s breath. You have no idea where he got the thing, but it’s gorgeous. You offer your hand when he stretches out his own, and he carefully slips the corsage onto your wrist, adjusting it so that it’s straight. He keeps his eye on it, making sure it’s sitting perfectly on you before pulling away.

“It’s so pretty,” you murmur.

“I’d hoped you’d like it,” he murmurs back. “But, uh, if you don’t mind, I need some help.” He gestures vaguely at his breast pocket, where the pocket square currently sits all by itself. He takes you back to the groomsmen’s suite, beckoning you inside. He goes to root around in his stuff, which is all in a clumped pile in the corner of the massive bedroom. He cautiously takes out a glass tin, a single stem of white baby’s breath identical to the one on your wrist contained inside. “Every time I try putting it in it sticks out weird,” he clarifies, looking up at you, embarrassment tinging his features. “And, uh, you’re the only one who’ll give me the time of day.”

Your heart drops a bit. You feel bad, so you take the tin from him and motion for him to turn and face you. He does.

Roman doesn’t look you in the eyes as your hands smooth out his blazer. Again, these tender moments between the two of you felt like they shouldn’t be happening. It felt so right, though, you felt so at home, letting your hands linger on his chest. You gently tuck the stem of the flower into his breast pocket, letting it peek over and starkly contrast both the color of his suit and the pocket square. You smooth out any wrinkles you can find on his blazer, your hands sliding over the fronts of his shoulders, down his sides, over his stomach.

His face reddens, but he doesn’t stop you.

“You look nice,” you say quietly, straightening out his tie. He catches your hand before it leaves him, keeping it pressed to his chest.

“You think so?”

“Yeah. You… you’re handsome.”

“You, uh, you’re always the prettiest out of all of them. All the time. Like, I’ll see other girls, but I… I always know they’ll never hold a torch to you. I always think- I mean, I know I’d just be happier with you.”

Your face heats, and you can’t help the smile that begins to spread over your face. He moves your hand from his chest up to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles.

“Since when?” you ask, trying to keep yourself together as he turns your hand over and litters kisses along your palm.

“Since forever. I’ve been crushing on you since you yanked the Wii-mote from me then beat my ass in Super Smash Bros.”

You let out an airy giggle. “I’m sorry our relationship’s never been… amicable ’till now.”

Roman lets go of your hand, instead winding his arms around your hips and pulling you flush against him. “Don’t know what that means,” he says simply, fingers going up to brush gently along your jaw. He’s careful not to mess up your makeup or hair. He just wants to touch you. “Just glad you’re here.” His gaze flickers down to your lips. “Can I…?”

You don’t answer, instead leaning forward to capture his lips in a kiss. He makes a strangled noise at the contact, hand adjusting to instead cup your jaw, anchoring you to him. He immediately deepens the kiss, and you swear you can taste the universe on his tongue.

#roman roy #roman roy x reader #roman roy x you #succession #succession hbo #succession fic #succession x reader #wambsgansshoelaces #anon ask #requests open

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littlemissthunderstorms · 11 months

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she’s not you

2008 alex turner x reader

synopsis: you’re jealous of your bestfriend alex and his new girlfriend (an angsty fic but do not worry!!! happy ending!!! stay tuned!!!) another love confession for you guys hint hint

also PLEASE PLEASE listen to this song whilst reading trust

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you sipped your drink, chatting with a friend as jazz music swirled around the room, people chattered and hugged, and glittery reflections of fairy lights sparkled in your eyes, all coinciding to create a lively atmosphere.

as your friend excused herself to go grab a drink, your attention fixated on the door, heart swirling as you saw who had walked in. the boy’s eyes lit up as he made eye contact with you, giving you a sweet smile.

alex was your best friend, but over the course of a few months you’d fallen in love with him. to your disadvantage, miles had introduced him to one of his friends, ashley. they’d started dating a couple months ago. you’d met her before and she was pretty nice, they seemed like they liked each other but you were heartbroken over it, desperately trying to get over alex which was very much not working.

every time you’d seen al recently, he’d been with his girlfriend. whenever you’d get home from suffering through another horrible event, having to watch alex swoon over some other girl that wasn’t you, you wanted to lay in bed and sob. you felt so pathetic, getting jealous but you couldn’t help it. it made your heart hurt.

so, your stomach dropped, expecting ashley to walk in, but surprisingly, she didnt. it was only alex and miles, conversing with a few people near the door. sighing, you sipped your drink and spotted a few of your other friends from across the room, making your way over to them to say hello and get your mind off of alex.

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30 minutes slipped by and the party only got busier. excusing yourself from conversation, you made your way upstairs and found a quiet balcony to get a breath of fresh air.

———

the balcony was much more peaceful. a sense of tranquility washed over you as you gazed at the stars. the breeze blew a gust of cool early spring air towards you, making you shiver slightly, snuggling into your jacket. laughter and dialogue from the party was now muffled and distant as you sighed.

you closed your eyes, reveling in the peacefulness of it all when a noise behind you startled you. jumping, you turned around to find alex. his long hair was slightly disheveled, gold chain glimmering in the moonlight, peaking out beneath his jacket.

“oh! sorry sorry i didn’t mean to startle ya!” you laughed as alex came over and hugged you tight, burying his face in your shoulder. “you’re fine, just thought you were a hit man coming to push me off the balcony for a second there.” you responded, pulling away from the embrace.

alex laughed. “it’s been way too long since i’ve seen ya.” the boy shoved his hands in his pockets. “it’s been like two weeks al.” you giggled, making him roll his eyes in response. “still. missed ya.” you gave him a sweet smile, your cheeks rosy pink from the cool air, and the boy. alex’s eyes lit up, returning your smile, making your heart flutter.

flustered, you tried to make conversation with him. “so, ashley not here tonight?” oh god. you immediately felt like jumping off the balcony at your choice of words. alex’s demeanor changed as he responded. “actually..” he cleared his throat. “me and ashley broke up.” your eyebrows raised. you felt bad for your friend course, but you couldn’t help feel a twinge of happiness. concerned, you comforted him. “oh i’m so sorry alex.” he nodded and waved it off. “no no it’s fine. seriously.” you gazed back at the boy awkwardly and nodded, averting your attention back to the night sky.

alex stepped a few inches closer to you and met your gaze. he was about to say something when miles and some of his other friends swung open the balcony doors. you two both jumped, stepping away from eachother. “AYYEE al come join us!! i want you to meet one of me old pals!” miles exclaimed.

alex looked over at you, smiling. “looks like i’ve gotta go, really nice to see ya, missed you.” you smiled back at him, waving goodbye and greeting miles as you walked back into the house to rejoin your other friends.

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the evening passed by and you were exhausted. the party had died down and you were now outside, laughing with one of your friends and wishing them a goodnight before wandering off in the other direction, eager to get to your car.

the night was quiet and the sky was now a darker shade of blue, causing the stars to shimmer and twinkle in contrast of the darkness. the streetlamps emitted a soft glow, illuminating your path as you strolled along the sidewalk. there weren’t that many people out since it was late, just a few stragglers from the party making their way home, including you.

a familiar voice from behind you called your name. surprised, you turned around to find alex. “oh hey al!” you smiled. “thought you went home already.” he smiled softly as he shook his head, still catching his breath from having to run up to you. “it’s just um… can i tell you summat?” you tilted your head, nodding. “course!”

alex grabbed your hand, pulling you into a not so dangerous, more so secluded alleyway. the boy ran his hand through his messy hair, clearly nervous. “i’m the one who broke it off with ashley.” he admitted. confused to why he was telling you this, you furrowed your eyebrows.

“look, it’s because of you.” he stated, deep brown eyes gazing into yours. “i- what?” you stammered. he continued. “she just wasn’t what i wanted. it wasn’t fair to her.” still slightly puzzled, you tilted your head. “i thought you liked her though? i mean she’s perfect alex.” you replied.

“yeah, she’s great, but she’s not you.”

before you could respond, he continued. “it’s not fair to be with her when all i’ve ever wanted was you. it wasn’t fair to be kissing her and only thinking of you. it wasn’t fair for her because the whole time i’ve been in love with you.” he finished, dark eyes pooling with longing and desperation, staring into yours.

“alex…” you whispered. he didn’t break eye contact, eager for your response. you broke into a smile. “god you have no idea.”

you shook your head, smiling as you leaned forward, pressing your lips to his.

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goodnight sleep tight!

love confessions are just so so fun i cant help it 😣

#Spotify #alex turner #arctic monkeys #humbug #alex turner fluff #alex turner one shot #alex turner x reader #suck it and see #tlsp #alex turner smut #friends to lovers #love confessions #idiots in love #taotu alex

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❤️🤍After Party🤍❤️

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Top! Idol! Oh Seungmin x Bttm! Staff! Male reader Genre: smut cw: Mentions of alcohol, mentions of being high, hand kink, spit as lube. A/n: This fic is very much inspired by the song Kiss land by The Weeknd (highly recommend listening to it if you can read and listen at the same time) ALSO I’m manifesting all the awards for Livelock, man is the album great!

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Xdinary Heroes, a rookie group that slowly climbed their way up the ranks. M/n didn’t know how he got the job of being their makeup artist, not that he was upset. He loves doing makeup and boy, did he love a certain someone. Oh Seungmin, better known as O.de, was m/n’s biggest crush. It sounded cheesy, but he got butterflies every time the said male walked into the room. No one in the group ever says anything, but it’s pretty obvious the O.de is smitten with m/n to. Today was special for the group. They had just recently won a couple titles with their new album and the staff decided to plan a party for after their show. This party happened to be at M/n’s house. He was the only one with a big enough house, who was also free. He didn’t mind as long as it made everyone happy. M/n was currently making his way out of the dressing rooms and towards the parking lot. “Wait m/n! Can I get a ride to your house? I’m all ready to leave anyway.” M/n whipped around to see Jungsu running up to him. “Gunil brought me here and he takes forever to get ready. I want to leave now.” He looked over his shoulder, making sure no one was listening to him talk shit. “Yeah. Yeah! Of course, whatever you need” m/n bowed to the man in front of him. “Drop the formalities, let’s go party!” He cheered grabbing m/n’s hand and dragging him to the parking lot. ———————————————————————

M/n’s house was booming, literally. Red lights flashed and music blasted through speakers. The smell of smoke and alcohol was suffocating, almost unbearable, but no one cared. It’s a party after all. M/n sat on the couch, as he scrolled through his phone. “M/N! GREAT PARTY!” Jungsu screamed over the music. He slowly leaned in towards m/n and whispered in his ear “someone is eyeballing you. Go get him.” ——————————-NSFW————————— O.de may have been a little high, but damn was the party version of m/n doing things to him. He was hard in his jeans just watching him waltz around the room. The only thing keeping him from going feral were the party drugs and Gunil making a fool of himself on the dance floor. Things all changed when he made eye contact with the beautiful boy, who was making his way towards him. “You liking the party?” Asked m/n. “I’m actually really enjoying myself. Your house is nice.” He answered, trying to keep the conversation going. “Thanks. You might liked my bedroom if you like this part of the house.” M/n wasn’t thinking with his brain, he was thinking with his dick. A snap decision really. “I’m so glad you said that!” Said O.de, as he jumped down from his spot on the counter, following m/n down a dark hallway. M/n threw his door open, shoving himself and O.de inside, then locking it. M/n was immediately pinned to the door. “I really want you.” Breathed O.de as he kissed up m/n’s neck, threatening to leave little marks every now and then. “Me too. I’ve always wanted to get closer with you Seungmin.” m/n agreed as he let the other male have his way. M/n’s attention was slowly drawn to O.de’s hands, which were working on the buttons of his shirt. His hands looked like they were made of beautifully carved marble. They look strong. God, the things those fingers could do. Oh Seungmin played the keyboard and synth, and it showed. M/n was practically drooling as he watched O.de’s hands move to slip off his shirt. “You’re so gorgeous.” Spoke m/n who was now undressing himself. “Your one to talk, if I’m gonna be honest, I’ve always had a thing for you.” Confessed O.de as he picked up m/n and put him on the bed. He went back to attacking m/n’s neck, this time leaving prominent marks of love. He traveled down to his chest, then torso, stopping above is private area. “Let’s get to it, shall we?” O.de playfully asked. “Please.” M/n almost demanded. Seungmin pushed M/n’s legs to his chest and spit on his hole, then he shoved two fingers in. M/n slapped a hand over his mouth to muffle the horrid noises that clawed up his throat. M/n squirmed under the other male, his body reacting uncontrollably to each movement and pump of O.de’s fingers. “I love the way your body talks, but I wanna hear your voice to baby” He spoke, kissing the back of m/n’s hand. M/n moved his hands to the back of O.de’s neck. “Seungmin, I’m ready.” Said m/n confidently. O.de shoved his whole length into m/n’s hole, causing m/n to scream. No one would hear them over the blaring music. “I’m sorry. I’ve just been waiting for this for so long.” Groaned O.de, as he quickened his pace. His eyes never leaving m/n’s face. Tears began to prick in m/n’s eyes, his hands tugging at Seungmin’s Oreo colored locks, his back arching off the bed. “Your close aren’t you.” Grunted the top, as he reached over to m/n’s member to jerk him off. “Cmon, cum baby.” And he snapped, white spurts of cum splattered between the two. O.de came inside of m/n, the sight of m/n’s pure bliss sending him over the edge.

——————————————————————— The two slowly made it back to the living room, and to their surprise the party was still raging. Jungsu danced towards the two. “I know I was the one who helped you guys get together, but god, y’all are nasty.” He laughed, motioning towards the hickeys, swollen lips, and disheveled hair. “Whatever go back to dancing you asshole.” Shooed O.de. “You’re gonna have to cover these up Mr. Makeup artists!” Said O.de as he rubbed his neck. M/n only giggled in response.

#oh seungmin #Xdinary Heroes #O.de x male reader #Smut #bottom male reader

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🌵📚🦋 please <3

Hi Michelle! Thank you!! (Writer’s Truth or Dare Ask Game)

🌵 ⇢ share the link to a playlist you love

Okay so I won’t be linking to my playlists bc I don’t want to share my full name on a post for everybody to see and connect to my blog hehe but! I am quite fond of my playlists, so what I will do is share 5 songs from my recently most listened to playlists!

Travel Rhythms:

Cruisin’ by Smokey Robinson

On the Road Again by Canned Heat

Ship of Fools by The Doors (as I’ve probably mentioned too many times my recent travels was mainly on a sailing boat so I thought I was being quite funny with this one lol)

Me and Bobby McGee by Janis Joplin

California Soul by Marlena Shaw

Calm Playlist (overlaps by a Playlisr directly translated to ‘Calm and Yoga Without Sadness lol and Calm Travel Rhythms):

Kathy’s Song by Eva Cassidy

Myth by Beach House

Manhattan by Cat Power

Boxing Day Blues by Courtney Barnett

VCR by The XX

Dancing Playlist 🕺

Ain’t Nobody by Chaka Khan

Somebody Else’s Guy by Jocelyn Brown

Strong Enough by Cher

The Rhythm of the Night by Corona

You Make Me Feel (Mighty Real) by Sylvester

Relight My Fire by Dan Hartman

Psycho Killer by Talking Heads

It’s Raining Men by The Weather Girls

American Boy by Estelle

We Are Family by The Sister Sledge

What a Diff’rence a Day Makes by Esther Phillips

Family Affair by Mary J. Blige

.. Oops I kept going 🫣 I miss dancing, I have not done it enough in the last yeah so I got lost in my playlist heheh

Ahahahha that was not a correct answer to this question but those are all features in my playlists so if you added them all together I guess you’d have one playlist with very mixed moods lol

Also sorry to go overboard, I was the kid whose friends never let me be the one to control the music so when I get the chance to share from my playlists…

📚 ⇢ what's the last thing you wrote down in your notes app?

I’ve opened and moved my notes around today and I was up too late last night so I’m actually not sure which was the last so here are 3 options:

1) That @lemonlyman-dotcom’s fic Love Of My Life ..Pain In My Ass! Should go in the not yet established Hall Of Fame of TK Strand Shenanigan/TK being the greatest adventure of Carlos’ life - centered fics!

And 2) quotes from @strandnreyes’s new fic all is not lost as well as that Jen is the true master of Married Tarlos Fics Now Turned Canon

- both in preparation of forming coherent ways of drizzling them with the love I feel for them in the comments, which I struggle with due to a brain that is 90% air moving around sometimes when I try to concentrate

(For Jen and Lemon, even though I don’t have that much reach in the fandom, links and mentions are intended to function as fic and author recs and not ways to get your attention btw🫣🫣)

And 3) the sentence “I’m gonna come” from a fic I’m working on that was supposed to be crack but has turned into mostly filth, introspection, sexual headcanons and a smidge of angst 🙃🙃

🦋 ⇢ share something that has been on your heart and mind lately

Soo many things!!

1) I need me a place to live in the city that I’m supposed to resume my studies in, in the fall - and I need to not live with my parents anymore, as I’ve been doing temporarily between travels to not have an empty studio to pay rent to, even though I love them.. I need my young-person independent life back!! I need alone time, to go out dancing, have my own structure, and to start dating again lol.

2) my friends are sailing their boat home from Florida and they need help and I want to so badly, but everything in my life is so unset so I can’t make a decision.. also I can’t find out if I’m too afraid to cross the Atlantic Ocean in a 51 foot sailing boat 🫣🌊 They’re departing on the 27th so I’m feeling the pressure of needing to make a decision.

3) Fandom has been a lot on my mind lately! Though fandom has been part of my life for many many years, I have been mostly lurking until some few years ago. But even then, I have switched from one fandom that sort of dwindled over to LS, and getting into that has been interrupted by Life and Studies and Travels. It means a lot to me to enter into fandom and make it part of my life and free time to actually spend time on that interest, and create and interact bc I really love it. But it being kind of new also means I haven’t found the right balance yet (it doesn’t help that I’m living at my parents’ and are not fully able to structure my own time or have quiet alone time other than late at night) and I’m still treading carefully and overthinking a bit about how to interact and what are the lingo and unspoken rules and how does the making friends and so on work bc I don’t have a lot of experience with internet relations. In real life I usually find people and over share with them and then they over share with me and then we know each other and how to be and you can read from tone or face if you’re stepping over some line or pushing some wrong button and you can talk about it without having to make it a big thing by basically sending an email with an ‘Am I being annoying’ hehehe🙃

I loove fandom, this one in particular ! - not only are you all so talented but I’ve fallen into this bubble of incredibly nice and funny and level-headed people and Tarlos + all the other characters and all the rep (nuanced queer characters arghhgr) and love (canon soulmates arggshg) and sexiness and silliness gives me so much joy so that’s mostly why it’s on my mind, but definitely the learning to navigate both within fandom and in relation to Life is a big part of it!

Thank you again Michelle lol if you even made it this far, SORRY I can not be short and concise, it has turned out to be impossible.:) happy whatever day it is where you are! (Here it just turned Wednesday)☺️🌼

#ask games #Michelle asks #mar answers #my music #Mar rambles #mar rambles about Mar #fic recs #author recs #mar writes something

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Knot On Your Life

Record Collector #266 — October 2001

Slipknot’s recent Iowa album entered the UK album charts at No. 1 — unprecedented for a nu-metal band. Drummer Joey Jordison waxes highly lyrical

(google drive link)

Slipknot’s second proper album, Iowa, was the most eagerly-awaited rock record of 2001, and both critics and fans of the masked nine-man band from Des Moines weren’t surprised when it crashed straight into the charts at the top spot in early September. But to anyone not familiar with the crushing music of this most uncompromising of groups, the sudden glut of media appearances that followed this triumph might seem strange, to say the least. After all, these are people who urinate on stage, offer fans the chance to inhale from rectally-inserted tubes and regularly vomit onto their audiences.

Despite the band’s fearsome reputation, drummer Joey Jordison was on relaxed form as he chatted to RC from his Mid-Western home. In fact, he was willing to provide an opinion on most subjects — so RC fed him a topic, and off he went. If only all interviews were this easy, eh?

A Night In With The Knot

All round to Joey’s…

Imagine you’ve invited us to a party round at your house. What tunes would you play for us? If I’m having a party I don’t really play much metal — because the chicks get more naked if you play something light. Old Bee Gees, or Michael Jackson’s Off The Wall, they’re all good party albums

I read once that you’re into the Cars and Fleetwood Mac. Oh, yeah. The Cars — I really like their Candy-O record, man, it was one of those records that really broke New Wave in America. They were one of the first bands to use the fuckin’ New Wave keyboards in their music, man.

The one-finger thing? Yeah, yeah, yeah, totally! Like ‘Let’s Go’ with that cheesy line that they use, but it’s so infectious. We played it before a show one time — we cranked that entire song through the PA right before we hit the stage. The kids were so fuckin’ loud and pissed off! They thought we were gonna cut the cong but we played the whole damn thing (laughing), just to irritate them.

What about a bit of dance or hip-hop? I like the new Ludicrous record. And chicks often get naked when we play that new Nelly CD for some reason (laughs). I also like the Wu-Tang Clan and Ol’ Dirth Bastard’s solo stuff, and of course old Public Enemy, and the old NWA stuff. I’m much more into the old school — I don’t listen to any of that current shit.

Did you ever get into any grunge at all? For a little bit, although I was pretty strictly devoted to metal. I really can’t stand Pearl Jam though — I’ve never been a fan of them. Alice In Chains was always a metal band in hiding, with a grunge umbrella. Soundgarden’s Badmotorfinger was phenomenal, too.

What about Faith No More? A band I still devote a lot of respect to. Faith No More really turned things around for me — The Real Thing really shaped my awareness of musical styles and using them tastefully. Mike Patton is probably the most talented musician and visionary I’ve ever heard in my life.

Most people might also be surprised to hear that I’m really into glam shit too, in my other band, the Rejects (chuckles).

What — Bolan and Bowie? More like the New York Dolls and Hanoi Rocks, but it’s all good music.

Do you dress up in the appropriate manner on stage? Make-up, lipstick? Yeah, we do. It depends on the mood. But like the famous song said, though, just because I wear make-up doesn’t mean that I can’t kick your ass!

The morning after the party, what mellow tunes would you play for us? Let me check my current crop of albums. I’d probably actually wake you up with some Amen. ‘We came here to fuck you!’ That rules, dude. I love that band.

An unlikely pairing: (above) the Cars, whose ‘cheesy’ synth lines do it for Joey, and (below) the Bee Gees, for whom ‘the chicks get naked’, dude.

Gloom And Doom

The murky depths of extreme metal explored…

The introduction of Iowa’s first song, ‘People = Shit’, is pure Morbid Angel. Fuck yeah! If you’re gonna pay tribute to something, pay it to a band that kicks ass. My favourite Morbid work is Blessed Are The Sick — I think it’s untouchable.

Altars Of Madness was really cool, too. Fuck, that’s old school, man, that’s going back. I think they really came into their own around the time of Domination, when they started using the seven-string guitars.

What other metal bands are you into? I also really like Raging Speedhorn, and I gotta say Immortal’s Damned In Black is one of the finest black metal releases ever.

I thought In The Heart Of Winter was better. Yes, that fucker too — all Immortal is great. They’re one of the prime black metal bands of all time.

Have you got Slayer’s new album, God Hates Us All? Yes — it’s phenomenal.

‘Payback’ is a great song. (sings line from song) Payback, you bitch motherfucker! (sniggers)

Do you like Nile? I love Nile. Black Seeds Of Vengeance — I love fuckin’ Nile! They rule, man.

Poppin’ Out

Joey talks Britney

It’s a good time to be into metal, isn’t it? Look at it this way. Metal always stays here, it’ll never go away, because of the legions of devoted fans, man, they never go anywhere. They are always fucking gonna be there. The music will never go away. It’s been tested time and time again.

On the other hand, cheesy pop like Britney Spears and N’Sync has got a lot stronger at the same time, don’t you think? That’s very true, it’s a good point. Those bands are really big sellers for their labels. They’re all geared towards MTV; then MTV is geared to the kids; the kids bitch at their parents constantly, and then they go out and buy the record.

Sometimes these kids don’t know any better, they don’t know you can go out and get into the underground tape-trading scene, because they’re fed that shit over fuckin’ television. Which is a drug in its fuckin’ self.

We wanna turn these kids on. A lot of them have heard Korn and Limp Bizkit, but they’ve never heard a blastbeat. It’s great that we can turn them on to the underground — like a kid might never have heard of Morbid Angel, and might think that I’m the first guy to ever do a blastbeat and double bass. Which isn’t true.

Is it strange when Slipknot are included in the same nu-metal category as bands like Limp Bizkit and Korn? No. I can’t bitch about it because we are in that nu-metal group. We do have elements of the nu-metal sound, but the fact is, you can tell we come from a place that is more genuine and way more old-school than that.

Grrr!

Reasons to be angry

At the Ozzfest, Corey (Taylor, Slipknot singer) said ‘We’re going to kill everyone in the rock music industry’. Is the relationship between the band and the business really so bad? He’s always talking about that. A lot of the press — obviously not you, because you know what you’re talking about — when we were done with our first record, they said that there was no way we could top it, and were already slagging the second record. And then there’s the fuckin’ leeches that fuckin’ steal money, and the people that misquote you, and people that start fuckin’ bad rumours — and before you know it there’s a whole new list of problems that come with fame.

I’ll gladly take those problems because this is what I’ve wanted since I was five years old, but (getting annoyed) it doesn’t mean that it fucking doesn’t fucking totally fucking goad men, and totally fucking brings me to a fucking boiling point … (tails off in incoherent rage, then takes a deep breath and calms down). So a lot of those things came out, and we had a lot of personal issues when we were on the road. And we;re doing non-stop shows, so every day there’s something going on.

Havin’ It Large

Party on!

Didn’t you go drinking a lot with Casey Chaos when you were on tour together? Yeah, we do these drinking matches. I always lose. I got him one time, though. It took him a while, but he finally got fucked up and fell down the back of this bus — and Casey Chaos never pukes, ever, but he threw up this time.

I sobered up really quickly after I pissed myself in my bunk, and I came back out and I’m like, I’m ready to go again! But he had to go to bed. I may have fallen down first, but I came back for the second round. That’s been the only time.

Can you still get up and play the drums when you’ve got a sickening hangover? Oh, absolutely, dude. I’ve done it a million times. I’m not necessarily proud of it. But when the mask goes on and I fuckin’ slip into the fuckin’ boiler suit, something just happens to me, man. Everything goes away, and it’s all about us and those kids for that hour.

The Past

The bad old days…

Do you ever listen to Slipknot’s demo album, Mate. Feed. Kill. Repeat? I never ever listen to it. I’m very proud of where we come from, man, and I’ll never forget where we come from, but … that was a totally different band back then, you know, and it’s not the same.

Did you know that people are paying over £150 in this country for original copies of MFKR, if they can find them? (shocked) Christ almighty. God damn, man … they must really like the band.

It’s a lot of money to pay for someone’s demo. Or do you regard the album as more than just a demo? It’s kind of a glorified demo. It’s glorified in that it sounds really good for a demo — it’s produced really well. But there’s only six people on that record, Corey’s not the lead singer, the guitar players are different — you know, the only original members are me, Shawn and Paul on that.

The first Knot guitarist, Donnie Steele, famously left the band after a religious conversion. Yes. He was like, I found God and this band is not for me.

Even though he’d been in Anal Blast and Body Pit beforehand — two extreme grindcore bands? I guess not. He really wasn’t down with the mask thing either — when it came up he was like, I can’t do that. So I thought, hmm, OK, you’re probably not gonna work out.

Then there was Cuddles … (yawns) Yes … … but maybe I won’t go into that? Don’t. We never talk about that guy (drummer Cuddles, a member of the band from 1997-8, is alleged to be suing Slipknot at the time of writing).

The Future

What lies ahead

You once said that Slipknot is just too intense a band to survive more than a couple of albums. I get asked about that in every interview I do. But it’s cool, because it’s the truth. I think if the band broke up right now — you can call this ego, call it what you want — we might even have some kind of legendary status.

You mean, if you stopped at the peak of your form, before it got stale? Yes, like the Sex Pistols did. They did it right, man, they didn’t fuckin’ let themselves become parodies. And that’s what we plan to do with this band, once I know it’s not working. Because of all the hurt in the band, and the fact that there’s nine of us, I think if it went on too long, it would become a parody, man.

Will your records keep getting heavier and heavier, as they have so far? Well, lots of bands say their next record is gonna be the heaviest one ever, but they’re full of shit. They just say this so their fans will go out and buy it. But I can’t do that to my fans, man, because they’re the ones that got me here, y’know.

Interview by Peter Smith. Many thanks to Michelle Kerr at Roadrunner.

#as always let me know if you want any other articles scanned #joey jordison #slipknot #interview #record collector 266 oct 01

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sumire-no-nikki · 4 months

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Hardy Days

January is a month that takes some time to break into like brand new shoes. It always feels longer than it is. It has been a while since I’ve been online properly though for the best reasons. My days have been full. My desk succumbs to entropy just as soon as I’ve tidied it up, my planner is abundant with marks, overflowing with tasks in constant flux. But that just means my hours are well consumed. My days feel very lived in and I’m endlessly thankful for that.

It hasn’t been all work though! I managed to read 4 books so far this month, two of which I would like to mention here. The first book I read is Before We Say Goodbye, which is the fourth book in the Before the Coffee Gets Cold Series by Toshikazu Kawaguchi. I think the fourth one is my favorite so far, if not a close second to the first book. This one made me cry so hard it felt like a cardio exercise haha. The fifth book hasn’t been translated yet and I’m too impatient so I went ahead and started it in Japanese. I was just telling a pal how much comfier it is in the original language. I think I will reread the previous books in Japanese as well once I can get ahold of it from Kinokuniya. I’m so excited!

Another book I finished recently is Voices of the Dead by Ambrose Parry. It’s a historical fiction medical/crime novel set in Victorian Edinburgh. It also has hints of angsty romance between the two main characters, and if you know me at all, you know angst is my fuel, my reason for being lmao. But on top of the already very attractive premise, I must say the pervasive question of “am I what I come from or am I what I can become” throughout all the books is such a robust subject that I can never get enough of. I really enjoyed it! Ah, but now I’ve got to wait for the next book (if there is one). I’m pretty hopeful because the ending was set up for a continuation for sure, but you never know. Also, can I just complain about something extremely petty? Why is the fourth book’s spine different from the rest of the series? It’s from the same publisher, the same font is used. But why is the symbol not the same size as the other volumes’ symbols? WHY. Why would they make it not line up properly like that? I’m losing my mind!!

Now, I’m not one for redecorating just because it’s a new year, but I did change up my vinyl corner by switching out the old art with two posters in matching red—one from a Mitski concert way back in 2017, and one poster of Billie Marten’s 2023 album. Two very different eras of my life coming together. Quite poetic now that I think about it.

While on the subject of music, I’ve had Marika Hackman’s new album “Big Sigh” on repeat since it came out. Oh my god it’s so so good. I remember thinking when I first heard it, god, this is like having my guts pulled out of me. The lyrics are so raw I felt like my chest was going to cave in. Even the music conveys such angst and self-sabotage. The one song that struck me the most is the penultimate song called “Please Don’t Be So Kind.” That one really spoke to me. I love it so much I figured out the guitar chords by ear because I badly wanted to play it. (It’s just three chords in slightly different arrangements throughout the song: C/G-D/A-Em7/B. Half-step up tuning or more conveniently with capo on the 1st fret). I haven’t stopped thinking about the album and I don’t think I will ever stop doing so. I feel that my life is made richer by having listened to this body of work. Even though it’s rather depressing, I actually relish that about it. I think I’m at an age now where I can clearly see my emotion outside my body. It’s a place I can visit as I please. I can work through my feelings and then when I’ve done my best with it, I can leave it be. I can experience things as deeply as I want to while having the confidence that I won’t lose myself in it. It’s a very freeing sense of clarity.

Also, this is from a while back now but I got the newest volume of the coffee magazine I’m subscribed to and the coffee sampler they sent for the quarter is stellar. It tasted of peach and orange, it was insane. The sampler had enough for only two espresso double shots but it made such an impact I just have to note it down here. The roaster, A Matter of Concrete, is based in Rotterdam. I might have to pop in there to try more of their coffee one of these days. Oh, but this reminds me that my grinders are due for a cleaning. Right, I’ll have to do that sometime tomorrow. And I’m not looking forward to it because I’m always anxious I’ll fuck up the burrs or put the grinders back all wrong. Also, looking at this photo, I have to polish my espresso machine, don’t I? Oops.

What else have I been up to? I’ve recently reconnected with my best friend from my undergraduate days and it has been such a blessing. We didn’t have a fight or anything. We just drifted apart because I moved away for my MA and they went back home for a job offer. But they reached out to let me know they’ll be moving to Europe to start a second degree and a career change!! Which means we will be able to see each other again!! Oh, I’m looking forward to that so much I’m counting the days. I have such fond memories of them I can’t wait to bear hug the hell out of them haha.

I also finally decided to finish a writing project I have left alone to stew in its own unfinished mess for far too long lol. I forced myself to churn as much words as I could, and then the arduous task of negotiating what to keep, what to expand and what to cut came soon after. I’ve since finished it and I’m relieved to have concluded that story. I’m quite satisfied with the arc. It felt like a good study of how I write, what I want from a story and how I can achieve it. Writing is a process of self discovery and I’m always overwhelmed by that feeling when it’s happening in real time. Like you feel minute parts of yourself shifting into new positions, light shed in previously dark corners. It’s overwhelming and terrifying, yet tranquil and natural at the same time. I look forward to whatever I’ll find in the next writing project.

Anyway, I’m off to do a bit of translation work. It has been quite an eventful Friday for me over here, and my weekend is looking like it will be just as busy. How has your January been? I hope you’ve been taking good care of yourself. I leave you with a song by This Is The Kit called “Inside Outside.” It has a groovy bass line that I enjoy playing and straight up just vibing to. I recommend the album it's from if you’re in the market for something new to listen to.

That’s all for now. Until next time!

#diary #sumire-no-nikki

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spookyscarydemonbabe · 2 years

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hiiii, i sent in that tomboy reader request awhile back and absolutely loved it! thank you!!

also have another idea if you’re up to it:) eddie goes to get a tattoo done by a new artist at the shop and he instantly develops a crush on her and comes in as much as possible just to see her.

again, love your writing and no problem if you can’t get to this! hope you’re having a good day/night!!<3

hello again 🥰🥰 I’m gonna be honest, this is such a cute concept and i NEEDED to write a fic for it 👀 it’s also been a hot minute since i’ve gotten a tattoo so i hope i remember how all the set up and things are done 😅 i don’t love the ending on this one but i usually never like the ending i make up for the fic requests i get :p

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Genre- Fluff

Warnings- None :p

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Just recently, you’ve finished up your apprenticeship at the local tattoo shop in Hawkins.

Months and months of having to tattoo countless couples names onto each other, tribal armbands onto guys who insisted they were tougher than they actually were, and every now and then you’d get something interesting like colorful flowers, bugs, or portraits and you were finally able to have your own clients and your own set up in the shop.

It was nice to be able to make your own space in the shop, filling your room with different band posters, incense, and little figures to really make the room yours. Not to mention all the new people you were able to meet working in the shop. Though there was one person in particular who really caught your eye.

He had come into the shop to get a tattoo done by your boss a few months back, a few bats on his outer forearm, and you were able to watch the whole time as your boss worked.

His name was Eddie, and you didn’t know very much about him, but you could tell from his aesthetic that he was probably into the same things that you were. Metal, horror movies, etc, and the few times you’ve been able to talk with him he seemed pretty nice, a bit shy, but nice.

As soon as he found out that your apprenticeship was over he started coming to you for all of his tattoos, and each one of them was always so interesting. A dragon on the back of his arm, a black widow on his collarbone, a hand controlling a demon puppet on his inner arm. And each time he was in your chair he seemed to take them pretty well too, no complaining, no crying, he winced every once in a while but that was natural for anyone getting a tattoo, and it was rare for him to ask for a break. Come to think of it, it was pretty rare for him yo say much of anything to you without you having to initiate the conversation first.

You figured it was just due to him being shy, when he came into the shop for the first time he acted exactly the same and you just assumed that’s how he was around everyone. Though you had to admit, it was pretty cute how shy he was, especially since he really didn’t seem like he was the shy type. But still, he was really the only ‘regular’ client you had, and you weren’t complaining about it.

Each time he came in you were always able to learn something new about him. He listened to the same music as you, loved all the same movies, and it was cute to know that he was a bit nerdy too since he told you all about DnD and Lord of the Rings. He was cute, but still, he was only a client.

Since you were still newly out of your apprenticeship, you didn’t get many appointments by request unless they were Eddie, and when you came up to the front desk to check your books you smiled as soon as you saw his name and the time for his appointment.

Your boss approached behind you and saw Eddie’s name written on the books and looked over to you,

“He’s coming in again? Isn’t that his third time in the last two months?”

“Looks like it. I don’t know, maybe he just likes how i tattoo, i’m the only person he comes in to see anymore.”

“You know, if i’m not mistaken, i think that boys got a little crush on you.” He nudged your arm and you laughed.

“He does not have a crush on me! He just likes my work, it’s not my fault he likes me better than you!” You nudged him back and checked his appointment time once again.

12:30.

“He should be here soon, i’m gonna go set up.”

“You want me to give you two some alone time?” Your boss called after you as you made your way back to your room.

You laughed and gave him the finger before walking into your room, grabbing the normal things you needed. Paper towels, caps, and you got your machine all ready to start as quickly as you possibly could after you got the stencil on.

You put a cassette tape into the stereo for some background noise as you waited and pulled out your flash books just in case he decided to pick one of those, though usually he always had something in mind for what he planned on getting.

You looked up from your set up and smiled as you heard the little bell on the door ring.

As soon as Eddie saw you he smiled, and you thought you could see the slightest tint of pink on his cheeks as soon as you approached him.

“Hello again,” You said as you looked up to him, “i didn’t think you’d be coming in so soon, is that last one even healed yet?”

“Sure is,” He lifted up the sleeve on his shirt and showed you your most recent work on him, the demon being controlled by puppet strings on his arm, “I wanted to make sure it was healed before i got another one.”

You giggled and led him back into your room, closing the door behind you to make sure your boss didn’t decide to walk in and interrupt your work,

“Seems like you just can’t stop getting them. What’re you thinking for this time?”

You sat in your chair and Eddie sat himself onto the black leather seat,

“There was actually one i saw in one of your flash books the last time i came in…” He grabbed the black binder in front of him and started flipping through the pages until he found the one he was looking for. It was a demon head, black and white with a bit of red in the eyes and on the mouth to look like blood. Definitely something that would fit Eddie,

“This one!” He held out the book to you and pointed it out, “I want this exact tattoo, same size, same color, same everything, and i wanted to get it right here on my chest.” He used his hand and showed you the exact spot he wanted it, right over his heart.

You smiled and took the book from him, taking the page out of the book before placing it back into its spot on your desk,

“Awesome! I’ve been dying to do this one, let me go make the stencil.” You said with a smile before walking out of your room and making your way over to the stencil machine.

Eddie took a deep breath as he sat there in the leather seat, looking around your room at the different things scattered all over the walls, smiling as he saw a few pictures of your previous work including one of the dragon on his arm. He loved getting to come in and see you, especially since every time he left he always had some new ink to show off.

The first time he came into the shop was to get his very first tattoo, the bats your boss did on his arm, and needless to say he was pretty surprised to see that there was a girl there.

He came in a few weeks prior just to meet up with your boss and tell him exactly what he wanted, and it was during those few weeks of waiting that you came in and started your apprenticeship. He wasn’t going to complain, who would? A pretty girl watching you get tattooed felt like a dream to him but for some reason he could barely say more than a few words to you without stuttering.

Eddie wasn’t shy, and it wasn’t like he hadn’t talked to girls before, but there was something about you that made him so nervous and so flustered that he just couldn’t help but stutter. Over the last few visits he’s gotten better with talking to you, i mean he’d be sitting in your chair for up to a few hours so he figured he had to get better at talking to you.

But he had found that as the two of you got to know each other better every time he was in your chair, his little crush soon turned into sweaty palms and deeper breaths every time your fingers brushed over his skin as you tattooed. As hard as he tried to, he just couldn’t get you out of his mind, and even noticed little quirks you did every time you tattooed. You squinted when you had to do a particularly thin line, you would lean in close and move the tattoo machine just a little slower than normal to make sure it looked perfect, and he noticed that when you were trying to focus your tongue would gently poke out between your lips just like he did. Little things here and there that still made his heart flutter.

His attention was pulled back to you as you made your way back into your room and closed the door behind you, showing him the stencil,

“How’s this? Need it any bigger?”

Eddie shook his head and looked up at you with a smile,

“It’s perfect.”

“Great! Alright, shirt off.”

He blushed and gently gripped the leather armrest in his hand,

“What?”

You giggled as you sat and put your black latex gloves on,

“I can’t do the tattoo over the shirt Eds.”

He laughed nervously and pulled his shirt up over his head, shaking out his hair as he laid it over his lap,

“Yeah, i guess you’re right. Sorry…”

You smiled at his nervousness, assuming it was just nerves from getting tattooed in a new spot,

“You alright? Nervous?”

He nodded and pursed his lips as you cleaned off the spot on his chest right over his heart, gently placing the stencil on and flattening it with your hand to make sure it was in just the right spot before slowly pulling off the thin paper, leaving the deep purple lines of the stencil still on his chest,

“You’ll be fine! You’ve been great all the other times i’ve had you in my chair,” You handed him a mirror, “how’s that?”

He smiled as he held the mirror and imagines how the tattoo would look once it was finished,

“Good.” He handed you back the mirror and you placed it back onto your desk as you filled the tiny plastic caps with black and red ink.

He was focused on everything around him, trying to not make it so obvious that his nerves weren’t from the tattoo, but from you being so close to him once again.

The way the leather moved as he adjusted himself up in his chair, the squeaks of the plastic wrap against the tray next to you and the clanking of the heavy machine in your hand.

You looked over to him once again and saw how he was fidgeting in the chair,

“You’re sure you’re ok? Need a break before we start?”

“Nope, i think i’m alright…” Eddie said with a smile.

You smiled back and moved your rolling chair up close to him, machine resting on the tray next to you as you made sure your set up was completely ready to start,

“If you say so… Here, try this,” You took the machine in one hand and turned it on to make sure it worked properly before dipping it into the black ink in the little plastic cap before you, your other hand taking Eddie’s and placing it gently onto your thigh, and the moment his hand touched you, you could feel it tense up, “It’s gonna be a different kind of pain than you’re used to, just squeeze if it starts to hurt too much and we’ll take a break alright?”

Eddie looked up to you and gave the soft flesh of your thigh a gentle squeeze,

“You’re sure? I mean i don’t want to do it too hard or anything, i don’t wanna hurt you.”

“Oh please, i’ll be fine,” You leaned forward and put one hand on his chest to keep him steady as the other brought the needle closer and closer, “I’m not made of glass. Ready?”

Eddie took a deep breath and nodded, and as the needle touched his skin, he carefully squeezed your leg.

“Fuck, that is a different kind of pain.”

You giggled as you slowly moved the needle over the outline, making sure that Eddie was keeping himself as still as he possibly could be as the needle dragged over his skin,

“Told you. But you’re taking it pretty well,” You removed the needle from his skin and wiped away the extra ink, dipping the needle back into the cap, “you’re usually pretty good in my chair, i think you’ll be fine.”

As you placed the needle back onto his chest, you made sure that each time you felt a light squeeze on your thigh you stopped to check and make sure Eddie was still alright. But each time, you noticed he started to relax himself in the chair, and though his grip on your thigh became softer he would still give it a light squeeze every few minutes.

Eddie wasn’t even focused on the pain of the tattoo anymore, the only thing going through his mind was the fact that you let him touch the soft skin of your thigh so easily. The spot that his hand was over moved every so often, memorizing all the little bumps and stretch marks that covered that area, and he just couldn’t help but squish and squeeze the soft flesh between his fingers.

The only time his mind went anywhere else was during the final touch ups of the tattoo, when you moved yourself closer and closer to him, making sure that each line and every detail was absolutely perfect.

The hand that was laid over his chest could feel his heart beat, and every time you moved just a bit closer to him or whenever he was about to give your thigh a squeeze you could feel his heart rate pick up ever so slightly.

Before he knew it, the tattoo was finished. And though he knew that it would’ve come to an end eventually, he didn’t plan on it coming so soon.

You sat back and admired your work, your eyes scanning over the lines on the sensitive skin of Eddie’s chest and gave it a few wipes to clean it up,

“All finished. What do you think?” You handed him the mirror once again and as he saw the tattoo on his chest he smiled.

“It looks fucking awesome (y/n), i cant wait for my next one.”

You giggled as you took the mirror back and placed a bandage over the fresh tattoo, wrapping it up with a bit of cling wrap to make sure the bandage wouldn’t move,

“Maybe you should let this one heal first before you plan the second one.”

“Nah, i’ll be fine. Like you said, i take them pretty well.”

You smiled and watched as he slipped his shirt back over his head, wincing slightly as the fabric brushed over the bandage on his chest.

“Well what do you think you want to get next time? I’m doing it right?”

“Oh absolutely, i don’t trust anyone else but you.”

“Aww, isn’t that sweet,” You took your glove off and cleaned up your area before standing up and stretching, “but maybe you should wait a few weeks before getting another one, alright?”

“Yeah, i guess you’re right…” He stood there silently for a moment as you were cleaning up and as you looked up to him with a smile, he finally figured it was time to say what he really needed to, “Can i see you again? Like… before my text tattoo?”

You looked over to him and saw him rocking back and forth on his heels and the gentle blush across his face told you all you needed to hear,

“Are you asking me out Eddie?”

“I mean if you want to call it asking you out then yeah, but if not then i mean we can just hang out or something if you want to, but i don’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything so i’m sorry if i crossed a line, i just think you’re really pretty and we get along pretty well so maybe-“

“Eddie!” He was snapped out of his quick trance by the sound of your voice, “You’re rambling,” You said with a giggle before approaching him and giving him and gentle kiss on the cheek, “and that’s really sweet, but i don’t think i should date my clients, you know?”

He nodded, and though he was upset at your answer, he understood and wasn’t about to make you do something you didn’t want to. He was just happy to still be your friend.

You led him out of your room and up to the front desk for him to pay and as you went behind the desk you checked your books once again, seeing that even before this appointment, Eddie had another one set up for a few weeks from now.

“You made two appointments? What happened to letting them heal before you go new ones?” You said with a giggle.

“What can i say, i like your work,” He took out his wallet and sifted through the few bills he had, “how much do i owe you.”

“It’s gonna be $200 this time.”

He took a few $20s out and handed them to you before taking another $100 out,

“Here, keep the rest.”

“$100? For a tip? Eddie you don’t have to give me that much!”

“Please, i’m insisting you take it, i really do love your work. Plus it’s a good excuse to come in and see you.” He said with a smile.

You smiled back and felt a gentle blush creep over your cheeks.

Though you had to see him as just a client, he was sweet. He was cute, and funny, and you got along fairly well, and to be honest you were even a bit upset to turn down his offer for a date.

You thought it over for a moment and you figured it wouldn’t be so bad to go on one date with him. And even if it didn’t turn out as well as you thought it would, you still knew that he was a sweet guy, and you wouldn’t be losing a client either if he liked your work that much.

He waved to you as he went to exit the shop but you quickly ran around the desk to grab his arm,

“Wait! When are you free this week?”

“This week?” Your question caught him a bit off guard, “Um… I think i’m free this weekend, Saturday i’m pretty sure, why?”

“Good!” You leaned up and gave him one more kiss on the cheek, “I’m off work that day. Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2 is playing at the drive in and you’re taking me.”

He wasn’t entirely sure what to say, only nodding quickly with a big smile on his face, light pink at his cheeks,

“Saturday… Saturday! Yes, awesome, saturday, i’ll totally take you. I’ll pick you up at 6?”

“That sounds perfect! I’ll see you then!”

You waved to him as he exited the shop and smiled to yourself, thinking about how excited it was to actually be going out on a date with Eddie.

You had thought back on all the times he had come into the shop before. How shy he always was, how flustered he got around you, how kind and patient he was with each new tattoo you gave him.

He was perfect for you.

#stranger things #stranger things 4 #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x yn #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fic

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jlf23tumble · 9 days

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Hello Jen! I noticed you always share songs by non-american/english speaking artists, and I’ve been wanting to expand my music taste for a while because I’m sure there’s a lot of great stuff out there beyond what I’m used to hearing on the radio and good old favorites, but I just don’t know where to start. Have you got any tips, recommendations or some favorites of yours to share?

Ooooh, I love this!!! I tend to go more vibes vs. lyrics, and because of that, I end up with a lot of vintage, but if you want more modern, I think spotify can really help? I'll just share some random musings via YouTube, if that helps, too, no real order.

One of my very favorite songs is Waters of March, which is pure vintage Brazilian, but any bossa nova, sign me up. For modern Brazil, I'm more recently obsessed with Ludmilla, who KILLED IT at Coachella. If you want to explore all things Brazil, I have to shout out my beloved Bhia, @aboutmetamorphosis, who not only gifted me with the world's best spotify playlist, but also regularly introduces me to some AMAZING shit, like this list.

If you're looking for modern Belgian/French, I'm a huge Stromae fan, and he has too many songs to count, but you can listen to my fave album here, Racine Carree. For vintage French, where to even start?? I'd say Francoise Hardy, then spin out from there, dig deep into the various artists making up the Ye-Ye Girls (and Boys). Similarly, there's some fun vintage Italian, like Mina or Raffaella Carra. Allllll of that stuff can be found/dug deep into via scopitone collections.

Generally speaking, collections are the way to go, I'm a big fan of Skatalites, which I want to say I found through some of the Cult Cargo CD collection/sets from a while back? I'll bet it's all on spotify, but I still have rando CD collections covering, Bombay the Hard Way, Nigerian funk, funky Fraulines, you get the picture, lmao. For more modern music, I was honestly surprised to hear so much new stuff out of Coachella, like the aforementioned Ludmilla and Saint Levant, whose Nails song killed me.

And yeah, I know I'm not even TOUCHING kpop, but it's so vast, so deep, you don't have to dig to far to find current/past glory...if you find new faves, lmk, and if this is way off the mark, lmk that, too! Happy to dig with you!

#music #god the vintage vibes on so many of my faves thrills me #but so does modern shit!!!#the world's your musical oyster!#don't let shitty domestic music fool you!

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biconickyoshi · 12 days

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tag games :)

Woooo thanks for tagging me @the-cloud-whisperer!! :) I’ve never done one of these before!

* Last song I listened to: Telephone Number by Junko Ohashi (classic city pop bop)

* Favorite color: Forest green - I painted my home office this color and it’s very calming (plus gives off hobbit vibes)

* Currently watching: Dungeon Meshi, didn’t expect to like it as much as I do but I look forward to every new ep and even binged the manga the other day :)

* Spicy/savory/sweet: Savory all the way, can’t handle too much spicy or sweet at a time T-T

* Relationship status: Married

* Current obsession: Strongest and longest running special interest is A:tLA since 2007, specifically Zukaang now ever since late 2021 when I had an epiphany about the ship and started writing The Avatar and the Fire Prince :)

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🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favourite followers (positivity is cool)🎶✨

* Take A Chance With Me - NIKI (literally fits Zukaang so well so I listen to it a lot)

* Lovegod - Sarah Kinsley (the piano in this makes me feel so nostalgic and gives me extreme Debussy vibes)

* Naked in Manhattan - Chappell Roan (sapphic bop)

* That’s Me - Gnoss (celtic music is just 🤌🏻✨ i love it so much)

* Bewitched - Laufey (I feel like im in an old disney movie when I listen to this)

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nickname: KJ

zodiac sign : gemini, but none of the gemini traits fit with my personality so I don’t much believe in astrology lol. if I’d have been born just a day or two later I’d be a cancer and much more inclined to believe in it bc it fits me way better

height : 5'4"

last thing I googled: tripleS members (a kpop group my sister recently introduced me to lol)

amount of sleep: usually 6-7 hours, I recently got diagnosed with mild sleep apnea so I wake up literally every hour or two and i have to use a cpap 😔

dream job: hmm well I guess I’m working it right now (I’m a therapist)? when I was a kid I wanted to be on broadway (I was big into musical theater/choir)… now I honestly kinda don’t really “enjoy” working in general even though there are parts of my job that I enjoy. I honestly get the most satisfaction out of doing things I like for my own enjoyment (like writing and drawing) rather than for monetary gain.

movie/book that describes me the most: uhhhhhh I guess I’d say LotR, I very much relate to Frodo lol (which is one of the reasons he’s my pfp on my main blog). I also love its portrayal of wholesome masculinity and kindness/goodness conquering all.

favorite song: hard to choose… there’s literally so many I like lol. I really love 1of1 (both the album and the song) by SHINee (my fave kpop group)

favorite instrument: I would say the mandolin or the fiddle

favorite aesthetics: I really enjoy the vibe of whimsigoth, though my personal style does not incorporate it. I attempted it a couple years ago but felt it was too femme - nowadays I wear “fashionable” men’s clothes (layers, button-ups, men’s jeans)

favorite author: Charlotte Brontë simply because I love Jane Eyre so much. She made me feel so many emotions with that novel 😭 I related to Jane a bit too much

random fun fact: hmmmm well I was the lead in two different musicals when I was in high school which was pretty neat! I mentioned somewhere above that I wanted to be on broadway growing up so that’s the closest i’ve gotten to that lmao

Gonna tag some of y’all if you wanna play (no pressure tho) :)

@finn0cchio @my-cabbages-gorl @veggiesforpresident @buncly13 @asukas-numberone-defender @zeno-zero @rennelelorren @gordielaweirdo @isthei @kirinjaegeste

#tag games

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witchlingcirce · 14 days

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List 5 things that make you happy, then send this to the askbox of the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers! :)

AHHHHH yes I would love to answer this question!!!

1. Listening to music!!

Recently I’ve been really getting into music, I think it’s because I’ve had so many assignments lately but still. I listened to Billie Eilishs new album today, SO GOOD!! I’m not usually a Billie fan, but I’m so obsessed with this album. I’ve honestly been getting into Chappell Roan lately as well!

2. Journaling

I started to journal again this week (I’ve been so busy with assignments it’s impossible 😭) but doing it again makes me so happy, and honestly let’s me express my feelings in a really healthy way. It also lets me yap without bothering my friends.

3. READING

I’m a massive reader, and I haven’t been reading as much as I used too (I read 141 books in 2021, I will never peak like that again.) recently I’ve been rereading the shadowhunter books, I’m up to city of lost souls!! I’ve always been wanting to read some classics (I say read but really audiobooks). Currently listening to The castle Otranto and I’m also going to be starting persuasion soon!

4. Watching TV series

I’ve really gotten back into watching TV shows. I’ve definitely been watching a lot of Kdramas. But I’m also planning on binge watching house of the dragon soon, season two is coming out soon and I am SO EXCITED. Literally been waiting for this the moment the show finished. I personally really enjoyed the segment of the dance of the dragons in fire & blood, so I’ve really been liking the show (except for someeeeeee criticism)

5. PINTEREST

I just love Pinterest. I think everyone likes Pinterest!!! I don’t think this is something that needs to be expanded on! Pinterest is love, Pinterest is life 🙂‍↕️.

TYSM FOR THE ASK CUTIE PIE ❤️❤️❤️

#asks #asoiaf #game of thrones #house of the dragon #a song of ice and fire #hotd #the shadowhunter chronicles #house targaryen #tsc #the wicked powers #cassandra clare #kdrama #journal #journaling #billie eilish #chappell roan #city of lost souls #Castle of otranto #persuasion

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Nancy Spudgen

Absolutely love this woman and I’ve just done a podcast on my Spotify and cherry info dump, please feel free to listen about how strong women are often degraded and major feel not good and Nancy features in his episode along with Courtney Love Margot Robbie and many of us, to get it right otherwise it’s not right and I’d put a video recently as well on my TikTok about how much people hated Nancy and describing it and I honestly feel and I’m not just rubbing this in that if people got which is just describe me and many people would hate me also, I have just been by my neighbours selling math which is a drug. We don’t even get over here., I literally leave my house twice a week to go to the pharmacy with my mother and my my mother is the one who helps me. I support dogs also., in fact I told my landlord I was assaulted here at the time I said can I have a new property? Can I go somewhere else? He didn’t help me and maybe, but the other neighbours haven’t been here as long as he’s never had a problem with me at all I’ve never given him anything to be annoyed about. It’s just my paranoid neighbour, hasn’t been here for months and then not my face but I have always had this thing thing where I can tell when people don’t like me and it is quite often which is, and this is how I feel. Nancy must’ve felt a lot of her life maybe Nancy didn’t care but I guess deep down that she probably did I mean she was a deep Pisces a double Pisces at that Pisces rising and Pisces with a Gemini moon, this woman suffered whole life and she only lives till 20 she said she even predicted the fact that she wouldn’t live past the 21st birthday🌑 and her mother even knew that she wasn’t, she was born into this world where the mother couldn’t hold her for days born with the umbilical cord wrapped round her neck and which caused brain damage, and then these men from the UK who are working class have the right to this woman some skank who comes from middle-class Jewish background not that I’m saying classes to do with it but it’s just the irony of it,

Her family in fact especially her mum because I’ve read her book were disgusted by wishes they didn’t think he was talented at all and I tend to agree with him. He is not a very talented musician in fact Courtney Love and being a talented version of silly Nancy Nancy is talented in the way of spotting things and realising things are going to be a success so she would’ve made a good manager and like business woman if she’s gone down a different path or even in the music industry it doesn’t have to be she had it where her mind was behind her body so she got talk guitar and she found it really frustrating because she couldn’t because her mind was behind her body. Her body was growing fast as a child scream murder literally every day and when her youngest sibling came along which was another girl she absolutely hated it and treated the younger sibling really bad! then she had a younger brother so she actually didn’t treat that badly. Maybe it was because he was a boy. I’m not too sure but the household get her away because it was just easier than having to go through her mood swings anyway once she moved to the UK, they barely saw her. They spoke to her on the phone every day and she was very close to her mother.

But from the ages of about 19 she was just gone that was it they did see her back-and-forth and when they said at night she moved to New York Nancy being from Philadelphia they did see them from time to time but said what a bad way they were she said talks about one time how they met met them on the train platform and how everybody was staring at them and they looked really out of place. They both like translucent and really white and they just didn’t look very well and everyone was staring at them and they weren’t even aware of it at the time. She said that Nancy said we’re just like any other couple and that said try to act like her son and called her mother., himself didn’t have a very good mother, his mother was a drug addict and his drug dealer. A lot of the time gets blamed for her addiction but one he’s older and his mother was already an addict so people will get your stress and read. I can’t live like this anymore by Deborah Spudgen

#nancy spungen #punk #sid and nancy #debrahspudgen #70s fashion #fypage

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