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midnightcowg1r1 · 11 months
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left to right: violent j [icp], vanilla ice, and shaggy 2 dope [icp]
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possible-streetwear · 2 years
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kuhtona · 2 years
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AM I A PSYCHO?
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Used to listen to this song as a kid! Where my interests in dark hip hop started. I'm a HUUUUGEE OFGWKTA FAN....
but B.O.B KILLED HIS VERSE!!!!
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tatoomyface100 · 1 month
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NEW SONG OUT NOW ! MAY EVERY TONGUE SING ALONG AND EVERY HEAD BOP TO DA BEAT 🪽🪽
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slaughtersongs · 5 months
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WE READ YOU LIKE A BOOK
SO WHY DON'T YOU TAKE A LOOK
AT XENONOMICON
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ddjork · 1 year
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princessbrunette · 1 month
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hai!!!! just curious, because ik everyone kinda has their own definitions when it comes to different kinds of readers, what do you describe puppy/kitty/bunny/deer!reader as? what makes them them?
anyway, luv ya n all that ya do- ,,^-^,,
ooo fun question !! ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ³ ᵔ ꒱ྀིა
BUNNY:
she was born for the soft life. a highly organised system in her closet, and a whole separate closet just for shoes. she’s not bratty, she doesn’t even know what being bratty is or how to do it, but there are of course times she starts thumping her foot, whining and pulling at rafes clothes. this petulant behaviour is often solved by a stern look, a tap on the cheek or a reach under the skirt to tug at her fluffy bunny butt plug. her nose twitches when she’s upset, and has a big toothy grin when she’s happy. she leaves the glitter from her body all over rafe’s clothes, mink eyelash extensions on the sink, tubes of lipgloss in her boyfriends pockets. she’s an r&b / rap girl lover to her core, and a day isn’t complete without bouncing around her room to flo milli or saweetie. bunny doesn’t have an ounce of shame in her body— whether that’s from her skirt riding up in public (as to which rafe has to irritably tug it down again) to pawing at him, begging him for dick infront of his friends. luckily, rafe doesn’t have much shame either.
KITTY:
be careful, she bites! no really, she does — cross her and she’s squinting at you, sinking her teeth into an arm until you yelp. according to jj, anyway. she’s odd, and that’s what he likes about her— collecting horror movie memorabilia and trinkets from the thrift store she thinks might be ‘haunted’. she keeps her nails long, stiletto shaped even — whether that’s from scraping her money together for acrylics or growing them out herself. she has the craziest oral fixation, always needing something to lick, suck or chew on— that something often being her boyfriend jj. despite the black liner in her waterline, she is still a spoilt little priss who needs her pink ribbons tied round anything and everything, requiring the fluffiest of blankets and pillows for her daily nap. unlike bunny, she does work — having a little gig as a bartender/waitress at a beachside restaurant. she gets super huffy and puffy, not enjoying having to speak to so many people — but her boyfriend gaining a linecook job at the same joint makes things better. she’s deftones biggest fan, even owning a pair of panties with their album cover on the front. jj loves seeing them on the floor of his room.
PUPPY:
she’s playful, clingy, and ever so whiny. shes the most energetic of the bunch, firing off into a million topics at once, talking and talking until john b has to interrupt her to tell her to breathe or she will pass out. her signature is her big doe eyes, used as a weapon ready to fire at all times on anyone who dares to upset her. she’s not spoilt, infact she’s very humble and fairly docile unless provoked— she just requires oodles of attention and affection, pats on the head and praise are her love language! she works at the local pet store, often coming home with hilarious stories about handling animals, john b plucking hay out of her hair as she tells them. she has the energy to keep up with all the animals, running around until she arrives home to john b and passes out on his lap for a quick nap before bursting into a fit of energy once more. pup is never seen without her walkman, and can often be found dancing around the empty chateau with 80s pop blaring in her ears, or knocked out with the audio tapes john b had recorded for her to help her sleep.
DEER:
riddled with anxiety, whilst somehow being the most still and unsettling person in the room. deer!reader, much like a real deer is skittish, easily frightened, but ever so curious. she has a different view on the world to most of her peers, a master in people watching and could win any staring competition. she’s often found with her nose in a book, the topic being either of something completely fanatical, or something informative and peculiar. due to her reading habits, much like her boyfriend pope she is a whirlpool of information, constantly quietly spewing facts into his ear (which let’s be real, is practically foreplay for the two of them.) she has a tendency to get into trouble from her prying, exploring and staring — but she doesn’t mean to come across that way, she’s the picture of innocence really! she likes 50s/ 60s music, finding a charming and simple peace to the sound — and is a mass collector of callico critters, sonny angels and blythe dolls. pope finds it adorable.
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landoffreaksandfrogs · 7 months
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think about it
interest swap - each of the characters gain the hobbies and interests of their server and pass on their own to their client, their personality doesn't change much and they treat it in a same/similar way to their original.
(this'll also affect sprites)
the goal is to change what the kids like but not how they like it
for example, in this universe
John: likes to write long winded reviews or analyses about trashy wizard and cosmic horror books he likes, he specifically likes to analyze characters and the psychology in the writing. He loves making references to the books he likes. His sprite is a one armed wizard statue fused with nana
Jade: likes comedy and pranks, and trashy movies. she has a great understanding of comedy and the nuances of it, has it down to a science pretty much. And she also really likes trashy movies, thinking of them as if they're really deep and meaningful. Her sprite fuses with taxidermy jade and the stuffed bunny
Dave: furry, it was inevitable tbh, he's into science and tech, probably keeps up with news about technology advancements and stuff, but he's not a genius with it or anything. He's also into gardening, he's pretty bad at it but he loves the very few plants he manages to keep alive very much. his sprite is a guardian tiger fused (who was NOT his) with alternate timeline dave (Cal would, unfortunately, be a blue lamp or something of a woman, which Dirk brings everywhere he goes ironically, and also because it contains the influence of a homestuck obsessed super fan (yes in this AU Calliope hates homestuck and Caliborn loves it))
Rose: raps, calls it slam poetry or musical poetry or something like that, definitely doesn't call it rapping. She's a nerd for irony like Dave, but more in her sarcastic mind games tone, she loves drawing shitty ironic comics that look like they're trying to be like old newspaper comics from the 20th century, her main comic is a garfield knockoff but with jaspers. her sprite is a cake with problem sleuth drawn on with icing, which I am declaring is an old comic of the likes of garfield and calvin and hobbes in this AU (unless if a better idea presents itself to fit this role), fused with jaspers
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oooh i LOVE these!!! i love how the characters are still themselves in this ask, rather than "rose dialogue on john sprite" that i saw in a lot of old bloodswaps. i love keeping their core traits and having their environment bend around them to suit those traits, rather than their core traits changing because of the environment theyre in.
i especially love the idea of rose making ironic parodies of newspaper comic strips. she seems like someone whod really enjoy r/imsorryjon and other weird garfield media.
and yeah. dave is already a closet furry if he was raised on an island hed just embrace it.
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weshney · 7 days
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Danny Phantom Stuff
Writing Prompts
Someone takes a trip through the ghost catcher and it's not Danny. Thus, Skater Boi Fun Vlad is born. Ecto-stone's random coincidence post that shows a visual.
Nobody knows AU. Except NOBODY KNOWS. Including Fenton and Phantom
Sentient Crown AU
Ghost Hunger AU. Free Range Mochi Balls
Older Doctor/Physical Therapist/Veteran Hero Danny
Wildlife Photographer Danny
Handyman/Doctor Danny
Eldrich Horror Danny makes a friend from another town as Phantom. But this kid is absolutely oblivious to Phantom's ghost status
Death (poisonous food) Eater Danny
Allergy Danny
Where Jack's driving finally pisses someone off enough that they set fire to the Fenton household in the dead (ha) of night
Danny's ice core makes his human half cold
Random time resets like Danny's made the wrong choice in a dating sim and has to load an earlier save
Someone in the DP universe suddenly gains additional personalities. Write this person using any personas available on the voice actor's roster
Snitches Get Stitches. Crime Witness
Danny gets hit by an invention that destabilizes his ghost form. Crossover potential.
DP x DC crossover
DPxMHA crossover. Danny follows AU version of himself
DP x MCU crossover. The collector gets a hold of Danny
Fluff. Helpful Dad Ghost
Fluff. Blob ghosts like Danny's aura
ANGST/SWEET. Victims of grave robbing
ANGST. Wes Dissection
ANGST. Live forever regardless of state of body
ANGST. One of Danny's parents get killed in battle. Ghost Parent AU
ANGST. TW suicide. What if one of the people Danny had to save on the regular was someone trying really hard to become a full ghost?
ANGST. Danny possesses someone, but the person gets heavily injured while he's inside them
ANGST. Radioactive Danny
ANGST. Danny's two halves get forcibly separated and for some reason, he can't put them back together again
Comic Prompts
Intoxicated Danny of some sort near someone he's crushing on
Headcanons
Danny's so strong and gets such a versatile power set coming from the fact that he's clueless
Danny impersonating random objects
Danny can remove his bones and pilot them separately from his body like a ghostly RC car
What if everyone in the Phandom became ghosts when they died? And we all just started populating the same city in the Zone?
Canon Danny would use a clone as his "twin" for carpool lanes and you can't convince me otherwise
Wes Weston has eczema
Snipet Writings
Skyrim x DP Part 1
Skyrim x DP Part 2
Malcom in the Middle x DP Crossover Summoning Oneshot
Shitpost/Memes
Legend Has It Comic
Jeff Jefferson Honey Badger Comic
Danny getting that puppy he always wanted meme
DannyMay Day 14: Seance (Yes Yes Board)
Gilf Vlad
Little Baby Man Raccoon Meme
Danny vs Princess Hamlet Meme
Gangster Glowstick Danny Meme
Jefferson Family GWE Cult Meme
Artwork
I'll get to this section eventually....maybe. XD
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possible-streetwear · 2 years
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sunflowersareonfire · 7 months
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Dude. Ronnie Radke needs to stop beefing over Motionless in White’s homage to horror. It’s a bit rich to be accusing them of being unoriginal and stealing ideas when one of their new hit songs is a “reimagined” version of Last Resort by Papa Roach.
Sillier to me is that Escape the Fate (which Radke started before going to prison) listed Papa Roach as an inspiration, and both Papa Roach and now Falling in Reverse are basically the same rap core glam rock genres.
All music is inspired; all art is inspired.
But what really gets to me is the fact that Last Resort is based off of the same E minor blues scale that Dimebag Darrell used when he wrote Cowboys From Hell, that Voodoo Child from Jimi Hendrix, that Road Trippin’ by Red Hot Chili Peppers, that Nothing Else Matters by Metallica, that Livin’ on a Prayer by Bon Jovi, Enter fucking Sandman by Metallica, I Was Made for Lovin’ You by KISS, Paranoid by Black Sabbath, Electric Eye by Judas Priest used when writing these songs!
Yeah, Cowboys From Hell at an octave lower and a different tempo is basically Last Resort. You can, with a near seamless transition on piano shift from Amazing Grace to the Mario Theme Song.
Without Black Sabbath, Judas Priest, Metallic, AC/DC, ZZ Top, Stevie Wonder, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Van Halen, Merle Haggard, we wouldn’t have Pantera, who inspired Nightwish. Without those bands who were inspired, and built off of bands from the 20s through 70s, we wouldn’t have Papa Roach, or Falling In Reverse.
Not just that, but many bands influence each other. Black Sabbath is the band that got Dimebag interested in guitar, who then inspired Black Sabbath on more modern methods of rock music.
And that’s the cycle. That nonlinear development got us Papa Roach, who were then “reimagined” by Falling in Reverse.
So, Ronnie needs to stop throwing shade at a band that, by all measures, is doing the same thing they every other music artist has done since the age of music arrived.
JFC.
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animetrashlord-007 · 2 years
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A Knock At Midnight;; Tanjiro
Word Count;; 1.1k
Genre;; Yandere
Pairing;; Demon!Tanjiro x Reader [Demon Slayer]
Summary;;
There's a monster hunting you. Every night it comes knocking on your door, pressing your limits and toying with your sanity.
Request;;
Anon said: Can I request 15 in the summer creepy prompt with Tanjiro
Prompt 15 = The Knock!
Warnings;;
Demon!Tanjiro, horror elements, predator / prey, branding, blood
Notes;;
I'm not a fan of making characters into the thing they hate but it also just kind of wrote itself that way
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   It comes every night.
   Heavy knuckles rapping against your door, sharp nails scraping the log panelling of your cabin, open palms eliciting moans as the windows threaten to shatter beneath them; it comes every night, emboldened by your passivity. No matter how still you are, hands clamped over your mouth to prevent even the tremble of your lips, it always knows where you are. Shadows do little to camouflage you. When it wants you, it finds you.
   The first knock came at midnight – one loud bang that rattled the door on its hinges. Harrowed by the appearance of a stranger so far into the wilderness, you pretended you weren't home. It seemed to work, and silence fell across your property. Not a single animal dared make a sound. Not even you.
   When the sun rose and your restless sleep came to an end, you had planned to move on from the whole incident. There was no reason to dwell on it. It wasn't scary unless you allowed it to be. That had been your mindset when you swung your front door open but your resolution wavered once you saw the scorch mark branded upon the dark wood.
   It came every night henceforth.
   Even now as the clock strikes midnight and bile rises in your throat, you know it'll come. Sometimes it waits until your guard is down, arriving early or waiting until dawn is near, but it always comes. Without fail, it haunts your every night.
   And it's growing more brazen with every passing day.
   Ravenous growls flood through the crack beneath the door, followed by incessant inhalations as it sniffs you out. Your eyes flicker to the trembling wood. Groaning under the pressure of the body pressed against it, hairline fractures materialise.
   The knocking begins. It reverberates inside your skull, rattling your brain until your eyes sting. Covering your ears does naught to dampen the sound. The beast pounds against the walls without reprieve as it creeps toward your hiding spot. Past the main hall and living room and around the corner to your bedroom, taunting you all while closing the distance. Fists loosen to open palms and it's the screech of nails against wood that breaks you.
   "Go away, go away, go away," you whimper, the words wet with tears. "God, please, just leave me alone!"
   It pauses and the silence is heaven-sent.
   Taking a deep breath, you hold the air until it burns. Shivers tear down your spine. Releasing a shaky exhale, you repeat the process, willing your nerves to settle. For the first time in weeks you're able to think with some clarity. Did it leave? Did your cries satisfy it for the night? A glimmer of hope passes through your mind as you look toward the bedroom window.
   Darkness.
   There's only darkness.
   Standing on unsteady feet, you wipe away tears and snot with the back of your sleeve. You've never seen the beast, always too scared to face it. Would it be monstrous and grotesque? Would the mere sight of it petrify your very soul, sealing you within this endless nightmare? Only something truly hideous down to the core could be so relentless in its torture.
   You need to see it.
   You need to know what face it wears.
   When you reach the windowsill you expect a jumpscare, for it to reach in and rip you away from the sanctity of your home. There's nothing. No movement, no marks, no trace of the monster. You strain your eyes to catch sight of anything abnormal. It should be easy to tell – it's your own land after all – but everything looks wrong.
   Finger-like branches lurch toward you, eager to snatch you up the moment you flee. The garden pulses with a beating heart. Clouds open wide to swallow the moonlight, allowing shadows to expand along the tree line.
   If it's anywhere, it'll be there. Watching. Waiting.
   You squint into the distance.
   All is quiet.
   Leaning forward, your breath fogs the pane. With a quick swipe of your arm, you scour the landscape. Forest stretches for miles in every direction. A thick ball of saliva threatens to stick in your throat. You gulp it down before propping yourself up on your tiptoes. Your hands rest against the sill to support your endeavour, old paint flaking under your fingertips.
   Pressing your cheek against the cold window, you search the distance for any sign of movement. Moisture slides up your face. You're still, not moving even when you gasp, and yet the glass continues to lick your skin. A chilled breeze wisps past your stomach. The deafening silence of the great outdoors invades your bedroom.
   Dropping your gaze, a scream tears past your lips. Claws snap forth from shadow to wrap around your wrist. Tight enough to break skin, the hand yanks you forward. Fissures explode across the window as your face slams into the glass.
   "Caught you," your monster purrs.
   Searing pain etches into your skin where it holds you. It burns through the muscle all the way down to the bone. Your shoulder threatens to dislocate when you try to pull away. It's too strong, unnaturally so. There's a loud crack and for a moment you fear it's your wrist snapping in two but the stench of iron is coming from your cheek, not your arm. Warm blood stains the glass, creating a kaleidoscope of reds and pinks as your tears mix with it.
   Splinters break off into your hand as you push against the window, creating some space between your eye and a shard large enough to blind. When your leverage gives way you yelp. To your surprise, the beast's grounding hold is gone, and with nothing to keep you upright you crash toward the hard ground.
   Squeezing your eyes shut, you await your next dose of pain.
   It doesn't come.
   Your chest shakes as you cry, knowing what you'll see long before you force your eyes open. One limb at a time he invites himself in, bending at angles that defy the laws of nature. Your shirt tears under his jagged claws as he holds you upright. His second hand reaches for you, petting the top of your head like one would a puppy. Sharp teeth protrude from his widening lips.
   Your monster is like you, young and human and far from menacing.
   Or he was at some point at least.
   There's nothing humane in the way he regards you. To drive this point home he grabs both of your wrists, indifferent to how you wince as he inspects them. Small drops of blood trickle down one hand while the other throbs.
   Twisting the limb within his grasp, your eyes widen when you catch sight of the damage he’s left behind. The same symbol scorched upon your front door now decorates your wrist like a brand.
   "Caught you," he repeats, licking your bloody hand. "Now the real fun begins."
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fimnado · 8 months
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10 perguntas para te conhecermos melhor!
Cor favorita:
A música do momento:
Última música que escutou:
Última pesquisa no google:
A viagem dos seus sonhos:
Uma coisa que você gostaria muito de comprar:
Um filme favorito:
Uma série que quer assistir:
Um famoso:
Sua obsessão atual:
+ agora é agora de espalhar a palavra! caso queira, marque outro perfil para responder!
Introdução
Ok, vamola, eu enrolei muito pra responder isso aqui. Pode ser algo bem simples, mas o ato de eu estar vindo aqui responder isso é uma vitória muito grande contra a procrastinação (eu acho)... Mesmo que eu esteja postando isso praticamente de madrugada... eu acho...
Vamos às perguntas!!!
10 perguntas para te conhecermos melhor!
Cor favorita Essa é uma pergunta que reflete muito meu momento atual, sério. Acontece que minhas cores favoritas sempre foram o preto e o azul. Eram cores que me traziam conforto e uma certa conformidade; mas é justamente aí que tá o problema, no conformismo. Deixando um pouco de lado o machismo que envolve minha cor favorita ter sido azul e essa preferência ter mudado a partir do momento em que eu comecei a questionar isso, eu sempre fui uma pessoa bem conformista, talvez ainda mais conforme a idade foi passando, e é muito engraçado ver como isso se refletia até nas cores, de certa forma. Até um tempo atrás, por exemplo, eu praticamente só usava roupas escuras. Já agora, eu venho ativamente tentando produzir estilos mais claros.
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Fui disso
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Pra isso
Ousado, né?
A música do momento
Nossa, que difícil. Sério, é muito difícil dizer A música do momento, PORQUE SÃO MUITAS! Música é outra coisa que eu tô tentando me "reinventar", se é que esse termo se encaixa aqui. Eu sempre gostei muito de rap, e meu gosto musical, com o passar do tempo, foi se moldando pra algo mais consciente, então, ultimamente¹, venho escutando mais desses raps e hip hops que falam sobre amor ou problemas sociais, principalmente os do Baco Exu do Blues. Se fosse pra escolher uma só dele, eu provavelmente escolheria Me Desculpa Jay Z, que é de longe a que eu mais gosto.
E SIM, eu consegui fugir da pergunta ¹: no destaque, com "ultimamente", eu quis dizer "compulsivamente por quase dois anos". Eu amo o Baco.
Última música que escutou:
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... Eu já falei como sou eclético também? :)
Última pesquisa no google:
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O Google realmente sabe demais, cara, demais! É só olhar no meu histórico e plau, tá lá, com dois cliques você descobre que eu tô no ensino médio, numa escola merda, e, pior ainda, PROCURANDO EMPREGO... PELO CIEE!!!
A viagem dos seus sonhos
Hum... Não sei dizer. Num geral, eu gosto de lugares mais calmos, sabe? Algo como, tipo... a minha cidade?! É difícil querer sair daqui, pelo menos pra mim. Acho que a viagem ideal, pra mim, seria pra alguma fazenda bem abastada, que não tivesse muitas coisas, nem pessoas. Não conheço nenhuma fazenda.
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Eu no meu próximo rolê
Uma coisa que você gostaria muito de comprar:
Ultimamente, devido ao meu mau hábito de pesquisar incessantemente sobre qualquer produto que eu vá comprar, acabei me deparando com o hobby da áudiofilia (calma, ninguém enfia nada no fone). Áudiofilia é basicamente uma atividade onde o pessoal escuta música com vários aparelhos de som, seja buscando divertimento ou fidelidade no som dos aparelhos com relação à realidade. É uma parada bem legal. Nisso, eu acabei conhecendo a Kuba, que é uma marca de fones brasileiros, e eu estou simplesmente APAIXONADO pelos fones deles.
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Olha que fino, cara
Compraria e usaria horrores, tudo isso enquanto minhas costas clamam por uma cadeira nova.
Um filme favorito
Ahhhh eu não gosto de filme
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Eu realmente não tenho visto nenhum filme ultimamente, acho que os últimos que eu vi e realmente gostei foram o Pinóquido do Guillermo del Toro e Barbie.
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Conclusão
As três últimas perguntas seguem na mesma linha, então prefiro terminar por aqui.
Muito obrigado ao @qglivro por ter me marcado nisso, foi muito bom pra me destravar aqui. Prometo responder as outras marcações, sério.
E se você, leitor, realmente leu tudo isso até aqui, MUITO OBRIGADO MESMO, porque, sendo bem sincero, eu não sei como esse texto pode agregar pra você, você também provavelmente não sabe, e mesmo assim você leu, então muito obrigado mesmo, espero ter seus olhos na próxima publicação :))))))
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gokupowers · 2 years
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curious if you have any takes on what hs characters would listen to
i HAVE. ENTIRE SPOTIFY PLAYLISTS DUDE (they're linked in the names). heres just some of the humans for now but if u want the rest lmk LOL
dave: 2009 dave listens to misogynistic ultra-masc rap n hiphop (50 cent, a$ap) + online-type aggressive "subversive" dudes (tyler in his goblin/slur era, donald glover in his slur era-- think Les and bonfire, kanye) + skrillex style EDM, as he realizes hes bi n works thru his issues, he transitions to more "sensitive" artists (frank ocean, flowerboy tyler the creator, kevin abstract, kid cudi) and adds in some experimental (arca, yves tumor, aphex). i think ultimately amine reminds me the most of dave's energy overall tho (limbo is v him, burden probably his anthem).
dirk: the music taste of the worst man u know. anime nightcore covers, drain gang, etc. but as u get deeper into his psyche, it goes "ironic" (unironic) anime -> alt hip hop -> nu metal (nine inch nails, ho99o9) -> alt edm but also slurville/evil ass music (mindless self indulgence, hollywood undead) + lgbt rave anthems -> dark compositional ambient (vessel, maenad veyl). it ends at creep by radiohead.
rose: "avant garde, horror, and feminine blasphemy" so that means dark compositional ambient (a lot of phillip glass & horror soundtracks + violins), a lot of dark music (vessel, lucifer), gay edm (boyz noise), & alt edm (pearly drops, john glacier, eartheater). i think shes a very fka twigs/earth eater/arca type of girl. i imagine her liking sensual french songs + alt/indie metal (unloved, red mecca), and when she's younger/when she's early on in the comic, classic riot grrrl (shes a critical consumer obvi) and sonic youth + mitski/fiona apple (thats when her mommy issues r the worst)
roxy: high energy femme songs/lgbt alt + hyperpop. like babymetal, some azaelia (again, shes a conscious consumer) tove lo, alice gas, cobrah, slayyter, some megan, bigklit, young ma (i think roxy wouldve had a crush on young ma), plus rock/metal like nova twins. willow, machine girl, rico nasty, shygirl, ashnikko, kali uchis, flo milli, chloexhalle, etc. yeah she would have the tastes of a crazy hot girl
jade: nature sounds w experimental/ambient (a lot of green-house), solange, pink pantheress, the marias. a lot of indie/teenage girl core, light sounds. some experimental: grimes, machine girl, cocteau twins, lush. she likes kate bush and prince; upbeat, playful and danceable songs. her main themes r songs abt optimism, belief, hope, romance.
john: listens to the tiktok top charts. i began with sad, reflective compositions (maxene cyrin) and a lot of operatics/ambient (phillip glass, m83, ataraxia), then transitioned into the tiktok side (memo boy, the avalanches) -> old 60s rnb, jazz, blues -> 2000s indie and tiktok resurgence (gorillaz, vierre cloud, omar apollo), and then contemp straight boy top charts/pop (tyler the creator, kid cudi, kanye) + tiktok indie (tame impala, MGMT). hes got corny/cheesy tastes bc i think hes a genuine guy that just likes what he likes w no shame
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