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steticwrds · 7 months
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New Audio: Red For Stop Shares Brooding and Anthemic "You Caused This"
New Audio: Red For Stop Shares Brooding and Anthemic "You Caused This" @heygroover @romainpalmieri @DorianPerron
Red for Stop is a mysterious French-based indie collective with four core musicians, who have worked in various projects based in different counties, and collaborate with others. The collective has won the KR Home Studios Discoveries contest three years in a four year period. Building upon a growing profile, Red For Stop released “God In You,” earlier this year. The song is a hook-driven bit of…
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lushed · 2 years
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when hayley williams said "i wasted all my teenage years being a misery factory" and marina said "wish i'd been a prom queen fighting for the title, instead of being sixteen and burning up a bible" and mitski said "instead of pursuing something or going out and learning about or changing the world, i directed all that fire inward, and burnt myself up"
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kaitcake1289 · 2 months
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IMPLIED TVC SPOILERS !!
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"[...] so she could stay in the same flat-chested, hairless-crotched 14-year-old baby doll body as her mind and spirit turn 19, 20, 25, 63, 358..."
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bunicate · 1 month
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hamartia-grander · 2 months
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That's a neat serennedy analysis post but the comment ab the scene being the most humanity shown in all of resident evil is so incorrect and just more proof that no one in this fandom pays attention to female characters or just any character who isn't Leon
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fridgrave · 1 year
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we are the reckless // we are the wild youth // chasing visions of our futures // one day we'll reveal the truth
that one will die before he gets there
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next week, we are going to have a whole new wave of Nobara is alive truthers in the chat. Copium is one hell of a drug but it is the only thing keeping my sanity
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princesscochlea · 3 months
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the queer Jewish text nerd mood is just screaming crying throwing up about David and Jonathan on loop. bonus for the queer Talmud nerds: screaming crying throwing up about Yochanan and Reish Lakish!!!!
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deisidemonia · 1 month
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'you have our attention' we are so lucky louis and armand did not procreate, the pta cult they would have started for fun would have changed society as we know it
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wokaremocy · 5 months
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if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones
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faebriel · 5 months
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and you caused it (a fic scrapbook)
a collection of written scenes, outlining, notes and art as a sequel to my fic cause most of us are bitter over someone.
In which Niki has a terrible secret, Puffy just wants to move on, Tommy sneaks into casino parties and Wilbur learns to deal with anger being justified. Or - the one thing they don’t warn you of, when dropping nuclear warheads on old friends, is fallout.
31.2k words of angst, hurt/comfort, niki struggling through a self-imposed redemption arc, wilbur and niki fighting through the worst argument they've had possibly ever, techno and niki having their worst argument ever, tommy acting as the server's cassandra, and pandora's box being opened. niki-centric, with a heavy dash of rainduo - although techno, tommy and puffy also have their moments in the spotlight.
oh, and a happy ending. eventually.
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chapter 1 - is bitter there?
wilbur does his very best to be a good friend. niki continues to have issues with making apologies. a casino opening party is attended, and a few well-kept secrets find their way into the light.
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chapter 2 - at least i have nothing
arguments are had. roommates are invited to crash on an attempted murderer’s metaphorical couch. more emotionally intense conversations are had over l'manberg’s skeleton corpse, and niki is once again alone.
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chapter 3 - sugar, milk and molasses
a prisoner goes free, niki and tommy try (and miserably fail) to get along, and some breaking and entering is committed. just out of curiosity, y'know.
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chapter 4 - everyone there is, all together now
three important conversations are had, and niki comes home.
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chapter 5 - but i'm forever missing him
resolutions are made on phil’s verandah, wilbur finally understands how horrible it would be to die in a ravine underground, and once-old friends are made new again. niki, again, finds herself baking a cake.
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b6d11f · 2 years
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everybody hail the defiled mary the afterthought of all male martyrdom
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goatpaste · 7 months
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everyonce in awhile i get so!!!!! thinkin about the parallels and sibling relationship between Lucy and Diego it straight up makes me weepy
then i remember that its not real and i just made it up in my head rewrite and it makes me bonkers
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sparklecryptid · 1 year
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We've had Noctis going back in time, chocobros, Ardyn, royal bastards in their various incarnations, Cor-
But I don't think I've ever seen Regis be the one to get sent back in time. Like, can you imagine it? Regis, who just killed Noctis (his son his child his), waking up as a teenager over 40 years in the past. And deciding to Fuck the Prophecy and Bahamut too, he's not doing any of that again (please don't make him do that again he can't).
Regis goes on to completely demolish the timeline, with Clarus and Wesk trailing behind and making concerned noises. (understandable, Regis kind of changed overnight)
For bonus points, his original timeline was one with a royal bastard, maybe even more than one. Except this time, Regis actually keeps track of his exes so he finds out about them pretty soon.
(If you want maximum angst, it was the one where Luche kills him)
Regis dies. It is a swift death. A mercy given to him by the hands of his daughter.
(His daughter that he never knew. His daughter that must have suffered for it to have ended this way. His daughter. A traitor. But still his daughter.)
Regis dies, and when he wakes he finds himself younger. He finds himself nineteen years old and untested by the hardships of the coming years.
Regis dies with blood in his mouth.
He wakes up with the memory of cold arms lowering him to the ground and frost curling across a pale cheek. Is his daughter alive yet? Regis doesn't believe so but he can't know for sure.
He knows Noctis isn't alive. Regis knows that at least his son will be safe. But Luche? Regis doesn't know.
Something in him aches.
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There is something off about Clarus' Prince. The only King that will ever have his loyalty, the only person Clarus will die for that isn't his wife. There has been something off about Clarus' Prince for years now. Ever since Regis woke up on his nineteenth birthday something has been off about him.
Regis dives into whatever work is assigned to him. He plays politics like he's an old hand at it and seems to know what schemes his father is up to before they happen. Regis is different, it's shown in the frantic but careful way he directs resources into areas he thinks will need them most and ignore the nobles that grumble and whine only to be shocked that Regis was right about diverting their forces from around Insomnia to near Galahd.
It is as if Regis has grown the ability to see the future and Regis laughs at Clarus when he suggests it. For a moment it looks like he's about to make a joke but his face freezes as if he's remembering something.
"Clarus," Regis says slowly, "What was the name of the woman my father sent me on my eighteenth birthday?"
"Why do you ask?" Regis plotting something, this much Clarus can tell. But it's been six years since then and Clarus still can't tell exactly what Regis wants with this information.
"I need to know," Regis says, "I think she has something of mine."
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Her name is Tita Lazarus.
Lazarus. It isn't a common enough name for Regis to ignore the possibility that this woman is the mother of his child.
Regis remembers her dazed gaze a she looked at him through their night together. He remembers how she was cold even when he tried to warm her with his magic. Most of all, Regis remembers when frost started to coat her fingertips after they had finished.
He hadn't thought of the woman much in his life before, he thought her another manipulation by his father to get him to behave. But if she hadn't told Mors about her child then where did her loyalty lie?
For Luche's sake, Regis hopes it's with him.
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The ones who meet them at the docks of Galahd's biggest - and only - port are a mix of those from Clan Khara and Clan Bellum. They watch as Regis jumps off the ship and makes his way toward them.
Their body language is relaxed, but there is a tension in the air that tells Regis that although he is welcomed he better not try anything.
"Greetings, Son of Crystal," The leader of the Khara delegation speaks, "May we inquire as to the nature of your visit?"
"I'm looking for a Lazarus," Regis says and the air goes still. Ah. They are hiding something. Regis knew it. "Her name was Tita. I believe she has a child."
The tension doesn't ease with Regis' words but it changes.
"And if she does?"
Regis smiles. It's all teeth.
"I would like to meet my daughter."
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Here is the thing: Regis refuses to let his mistakes bleed into this life. He refuses to let his daughter suffer and he refuses to let his son sacrifice himself like a karakul on an altar.
That being said, he doesn't expect the reaction he gets when his daughter meets them on the way to her own house.
"You're not supposed to be here." Tiny fists clutch at Regis' pants and glowing blue eyes peer up at him. Her face is scrunched up in terror as if the world had suddenly changed. Beside him the Khara and Furia accompanying him and Clarus are quiet. "You're not supposed to be here! The path has changed the trees face backward. You're not-" She stumbles over her words and tears well up in her eyes and freeze.
"Why now?" Luche's voice trembles, "Why this path? Why this journey? Why this me? Why not the others? Don't you know how they - how we - suffered? Why am I enough but they aren't? Why-" Frost curls over her cheekbones and Regis reaches out-
The Furia swings into action before Regis can scoop his daughter into his arms and soothe her. Lottie - the Furia - drags Luche away from Regis and Regis bites back a snarl even if he can't help the way his magic sharpens the air.
There is so much he doesn't know about his daughter. It infuriates him others know more than he does.
He has time to learn.
It doesn't make up for what happened in the past.
"Stop your wandering," Lottie gently scolds Luche, "The trees are the same, the path is solid. There is no use wandering on what-ifs and could-bes. Come back to the greener grass and the song the winds sing."
Luche stares at Lottie, her eyes slowly focusing on the figure in front of her. She blinks once. Twice.
Luche spins to look at Regis.
"Why are you here?" She demands and this time Regis can notice the buzzing of his ancestral magic under her skin.
"I'm here for you," Regis says, "And your mother."
"You don't want her," Luche warns, "She's gone too far."
"Do you want her?"
Luche pauses.
Regis smiles.
"Think about it," he says, "On the way to your home - tell me about yourself."
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alexanderpearce · 1 month
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"thank you to my constituents for allowing me to write this book. it is theirs too" "psychoanalysis is being played too safe in britain" - man who is about to write the most batshit insane things you have ever read about freud and british politics and margaret thatcher
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