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nevermeyers · 1 year

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For the ask game: 13, 29, 31, 33, 46 (ToT)~~~

13. What do you like about yourself?

I'm able to say no. I never knew this was a thing until several people praised about it from me and until a friend asked me to show her how I could do it.

I'm able to say no very easily, perhaps because I don't care what the other person is thinking. If I don't want to do something I just don't do it and that's it, I don't care if it makes others feel bad.

No, I'm not going to go have a drink with you just because you're my classmate. No, I don't want you to kiss me goodbye, or hug me, I don't want to have anything with you either. No, I won't lend you my pen because I've seen that you always lose everything the others lend you, next time be more responsible. No, I don't need you to walk me back home, I'm better off without you.

Apparently, for some reason some people find it difficult lmao

29. What are your comfort movies/shows?

Any series from my childhood! Especially Pokemon Diamond and Pearl and Pokemon Generations. I loved Pokemon :') also Monster High. I think they were the only dolls that really conveyed good values.

31. A lyric that feels like it was written specifically for you/about you.

Oh No! by Marina, Hard to Love by Rosé.

If you are not very careful // your possessions will possess you // TV taught me how to feel // now real life has no appeal

You want all of me, I can't give that much // so don't fall too hard, 'cause I'm hard to love

And some random verses from Melanie Martinez songs. I don't usually feel identified with songs but these are the first ones that occurred to me!

33. An artwork that makes you feel things.

I've put several types of art here, because I couldn't choose just one :')

Saint Chapelle, Paris. The first time I saw it was in an art history class, years ago. I never regretted choosing that subject. It's simply beautiful, it seems to me one of the most beautiful works that have ever been created. The colors of the stained glass windows are wonderful and seem to transport you to another place. I'll not go into detail about how important this chapel is for the Christian world, since I'm not religious. A teacher told us that some artists gather there to try to take the colors of the stained glass windows on their canvases <3

The Kiss of Death. It's located in the Poblenou Cemetery in Barcelona. All the sculptures in the cemeteries give me a nostalgic and terrifying air at the same time. They make me feel so lost, yet calm, so contradictorily fascinated by them. I think this is one of my favorites.

The painting Fallen Angel by Alexandre Cabanel. Do I need to explain something? It's one of the most beautiful paintings I have ever seen. I love the detail of his wing tips, like he's rotting or wasting away, his angry look is amazing and then there's his famous tear. If I could see it in real life I think I would cry.

When I was still in high school, a classical culture teacher told us that human beings were capable of crying when our eyes see something they consider beautiful. I cried with the landscapes of Your Name. I also cried with the whole movie, but that's not the point haha. I remember seeing the scenes in the sky and being so overwhelmed by them that I started crying :')

The Silence of the Lambs book, by Tomas Harris. Nobody can tell me that it's not a work of art. I read it a while ago and I have such good memories

The Pianist movie. Self explanatory. Simply one of the best movies ever made. Is beautiful. I always want to cry at the end :')

These panels in Shingeki no Kyojin. The first time I saw them, a chill ran through me. Even to this day, years after seeing them for the first time, they still inspire me with a strange feeling that mixes terror and sadness. These episodes of The Rumbling are so, so impressive

David Bowie's Starman. I don't know what it is about it, I don't even know why I like it. Every time I hear it I remember myself from years ago because at that time I couldn't stop humming it. I hummed it for a whole year every day without ever having heard it in its entirety for some unknown reason. After that year I decided to finish listening to it and I simply adore it

Don't stop me now by Queen. It's my favorite song of theirs. I have a strange association with this song, every time I hear it I think of freedom and airplanes because my brother used to listen to it every time he played airplane simulators. It's a strange association, I know. The final part is simply beautiful, Freddy's voice and the piano fading little by little with that hum. It's a work of art.

46. A simple pleasure from this week.

Already answered here! But I'll add study with my cat on my lap! It was so cold and she was warm :')

#take care <3 #@meyers #—asks🌸

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alietohelpyouseethetruth · 3 years

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ok there's a good chance ive had too much gin but I think we need to talk about Adele.

Adele has always been a phenomenally talented singer and songwriter, so it is no suprise at all to me that she knocked it out of the park with her latest single "Easy on Me", ok let's just break this down for a minute and check out her subtle genius for a second here's verse one-

There ain't no gold in this river

That I've been washin' my hands in forever

I know there is hope in these waters

But I can't bring myself to swim

When I am drowning in this silence

Baby, let me in

Adele is a champion when it comes to holding yourself to a higher standard but still being raw and honest. She is classy, she doesn't call out people in songs blatantly and usually speaks in metaphors and innuendos, but she also is vulnerable and honest, she doesn't use those metaphors to hide from her feelings and the reality, she uses them to explain it. She isn't going to outright say what she's gone through, but she's going to make sure you know exactly how she feels.

Go easy on me, baby

I was still a child

Didn't get the chance to

Feel the world around me

I had no time to choose what I chose to do

So go easy on me

God I don't know where to start with this chorus. I think she leads with the universal, this entreaty to go easy, to show mercy, to cut some slack, because we all relate to needing that. Then she brings it home. She explains that she herself feels like she missed out on something, something she really needed, and that it affected her. In many situations people are not empathetic because they do not understand the things we've gone though and how they relate to the way we react to things in the present. She is bringing this to our attention, there are things about her that never finished developing, that she didn't get to finish experiencing before it was already too late.

There ain't no room for things to change

When we are both so deeply stuck in our ways

You can't deny how hard I have tried

I changed who I was to put you both first

But now I give up

There's an intense contrast that we don't immediately see but we immediately feel between the first chorus and the second verse. She goes from portraying herself as a child, or youth, who never got to finish growing up, who never finished being molded, to someone stuck in their ways. From someone vulnerable and naive to someone stubborn, who can't conquer their own patterns, even for something they value and want, and the way that affects a relationship she fought hard to save but ultimately lost. She describes in few words being in a pattern, sacrificing yourself for the ones you love and the way you're supposed to be, and the intensity that comes when that breaks and you are forced to move on. She describes how the love a mother has bleeds into the love a wife would have, how the situation builds itself, and how it deteriorates, in one very simple verse.

Go easy on mе, baby

I was still a child

Didn't get the chance to

Feel thе world around me

Had no time to choose what I chose to do

So go easy on me

It's no secret i have favorite lines in songs and by far my favorite line in this one is "Had no time to choose what I chose to do." There is power in that for me. Haven't we all felt in our lives that we were forced to make a decision we were not ready to make? This breeds a type of bitterness when it doesn't work out for the best, because how could we have ever known better? It's not fair that we had to learn the hard way, it's not fair that we were put in a position we weren't ready for- "I didn't know what I was doing," "I wasn't ready," "Cut me some slack," "Go easy on me!"

This song was written by a woman who was leaving her husband while looking at her child. A woman who couldn't take it anymore, who had to make a change, looking at her husband disappointed in her actions and the way it played out, looking at her child that will feel betrayed by her leaving his father, and begging, "Please, go easy on me. Understand what I was going through. I wasn't ready. I did my best."

I had good intentions

And the highest hopes

But I know right now

It probably doesn't even show

"I know what this looks like." I can just picture when I hear this song her saying to her husband, a man she loves and committed to, "Look, I tried. I wanted this to work. I wanted to be happy. I know it doesn't look like it, but I loved you. I didn't know what i was doing. Go easy on me."

I love Adele for many reasons and one is the accountability she has in her songs. Many singers sing from the perspective of their pain and their own experience, but Adele has a habit of showing us both sides of the story, of explaining how hard she tried but also the things she did wrong. She reaches a level of honesty that not only conveys a specific kind of talent but also a strength of character and a true ability to see the solid values a person has. Joni Mitchell can write like that, Brandi Carlile can write like that, Adele can write like that. It's a special kind of honesty in songwriting that endears us and creates a bond between the artist and the listener, because they are saying things we understand but might never have the courage to say in our own lives. There is a sense of gratitude that they were willing to own and express the feelings for us, giving us the catharsis of expressing them without the pain of owning them ourselves.

Go easy on me, baby

I was still a child

I didn't get the chance to

Feel the world around me

I had no time to choose what I chose to do

So go easy on me

Adele's albums are named after her age when she released/ wrote them, which is super clever and cool, and I am so excited for 30. This new stage of her life, these new experiences and pain, the involuntary growth I know she has had to go through is going to make for phenomenal songwriting. And really that's the beauty of the craft, taking something awful, painful and uncomfortable and turning it into something beautiful. Taking the bad parts of the experience and expressing and projecting them, using them to create. It gives the writer a sense of control, because instead of being bogged down or discouraged by these experiences, they enjoy them, they celebrate them by turning them into music. And music is something people love. You took a bad experience, a painful feeling, and an impossible situation and turned it into something people can love.

It's Adele's world we're just living in it and I wouldn't have it any other way.

#adele #easy on me #heartbreak #songwriting #music #lyrics #gin induced introspection #just being deeply impressed overall by adeles talent #I didnt even get into how good of a singer she is #divorce #spotify #model #simon koneki #2021 is full of great albums #Spotify

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koorinohebi · 3 years

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@super-kame-love

Continued From:

I am curious: how would you describe Kiomi's relationship with Jiraiya? And with Koji Kashin? What you've shared about them so far seems very interesting and I must know more!

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Sorry for breaking it into two different posts, Kame-san. The other one felt so long already.

Quick note: IF you haven't read or watched Boruto, this will definitely contain spoilers.

So for this second one, we have...

Kashin Koji

So the main reason I was interested in him was when rumors were floating around that Jiraiya or someone that resembles him is back in Boruto. One look at his design and I was like, yeah. Unmistakably related in one way or another. Lo and behold my friend, lo and behold.

I have 2 verses for Kashin Koji. One is the one where you often see me mention Takeda. That one is an on going RP with @ambitiousparagon, and the other one is a verse where I pen Koji myself. The one with Takeda is still in the works and currently still very unpredictable, so for this instance I'll talk about my own version of Kashin Koji, which actually...more than Kiomi being the main focus, I tend to lean more towards the man himself. This is heavily influenced by headcanons that are based on what I noticed his personality being based on what we know so far.

So when I first encountered Kashin Koji there was hardly anything on him, which is to say, still very true currently. He hasn't been seen in the manga after his crushing defeat against Isshiki, and in the anime, they've given him a voice, and we see how he acts, but ultimately it doesn't differ from what we've already read in the manga (if you or any of the ones reading this have read it).

So Kashin Koji is, despite being quite whimsical, a no nonsense kinda guy. So he is very...well, I wouldn't call it by the book, but as a shinobi, he chooses the most efficient way to carry out the mission, which is...by default, how Amado had initially programed him-- Not as a perfectionist, no, but as Isshiki would say it, Amado's programming of Kashin Koji rode on his maker clinging onto Jiraiya's mighty fate. However, with Jiraiya being the template, it's not a surprise if Koji would inherit the man's sentiments, principles, and even slight eccentricities as a Shinobi (which I believe Amado had predicted and saw as a weakness. He needs and creates tools as he sees fit, and he'll use whatever he can to further his agenda). Amado strives to emulate within Kashin Koji the "star of change" which Jiraiya possessed. As we know, thanks not only to the prophecy, but also due to Jiraiya's diligence in searching for that revolutionary that could change the world, he was able to bring together (in one way or another) three of the most powerful game changers that we have who affected the course of the current History. If they wanted to defeat Isshiki, he needed that kind of trick up his sleeve. Because however, Kashin Koji has imperfections, and someone Jigen had deemed weaker than he is (because Jigen told Amado to dispose of clones more powerful than he was), our good professor faces a setback and thus needs to come up with a new plan (going to the Hokage, and asking them to kill Isshiki instead while having Kashin Koji show them the "ropes" on how it's done).

My take on him stems from this human weakness. Kashin Koji is aware of who he's supposed to be a clone of. We see this when he comments on his fate being tied to Konoha and the like. And admittedly, knowing your predecessor's legacy, not to mention having been able to perfect something that the original couldn't gives him a bit of an ability to brag, and believe that he can be just as great or even greater than Jiraiya.

But the question is how convinced he is of this himself. I do believe that Kashin Koji wants to be a person of his own, and in being the perfect heroic shinobi tool, even if he dies, it wouldn't be for naught so long as he brings down his target (which happens to be the biggest threat since Madara, Tobi, and Kaguya). Believing that Amadao was entrusting the fate of the world in his hands bolstered his confidence. However, when Isshiki pointed out the painful truth of Amado's betrayal and deception, he internally refuses to accept it. That he was just a pawn, and that he'd never break free from being nothing but Jiraiya's shadow. I always felt that if at the baseness of Jiraiya's personality, you have a decent grasp of his shortcomings, regrets, and insecurities, you'll get a good grasp of Kashin Koji too. Although it's just my headcanon (and people dont really have to abide by it), Koji too, is plagued by this ever looming sense of not being good enough, as well as not living up to the name of his original (very much like how Jiraiya felt his accomplishments dont match that of Sandaime or Minato).

So after this long explanation on my take on Kashin Koji, you may ask where Kiomi comes in. Well, she comes in as a form of support.

Just as with Naruto's unreasonable worry, the first time that Kiomi sees Kashin Koji, she's instantly unreasonably bothered by him as well. Worse, when the mask comes off, and she sees his face she is instantly appalled and angry because everything that she's been keeping inside is dragged to the surface. Of course, none of this was Kashin Koji's fault. It was more of Kiomi's own regret, and seeing him was like opening a can of worms for her, reminding her of all the things she wanted to do and say had her teacher been alive. At the same time, she's very irked that someone was running around with his face, because someone had the gall to deliberately make a "knock off" as she calls it, of the man she respects the most.

With this much animosity, one would wonder how Kiomi becomes his support. While Kiomi and Kashin Koji initially dislikes each other, the woman rejects the fact that he's just "some clone", as he is also a person who deserves to live his life as himself regardless of whether he was created as a tool or as a clone. If you remember from my first post about Kiomi and Jiraiya's relationship, this was exactly the same kind of treatment that Jiraiya gave Kiomi when she viewed herself as nothing more than a disposable chess piece. She doesn't say this outright to Kashin Koji though. He learns this on his own. Seeing that someone believed in his own possibilities gave him a little peace of mind, just a little. In effect, this draws his curiosity. Kashin Koji being an Inner of Kara does his assignment pretty well, so he would by effect, know who she was as too. He believed she would be one of those who would constantly see him as a glorified Kagebunshin, but surprisingly she didn't. In fact, seeing as he was who he was, it would make him a perfect replacement, but she didn't treat him like that. This makes him loosen up around her, enough that his usually snide and sarcastic remarks are now laced with a hint of fond teasing. Ironically, she hates it when he does this, as it reminds her of Jiraiya. (Because Jiraiya often teases her about one thing or another.)

One of my favorite interactions of them is probably this one, just because it shows a little bit of both their internal struggles and how they deal with each other.

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“Tell me,” Instead of standing to leave, he remained seated opposite from her. Kashin Koji removed the mask which barred a portion of his face that she was surely uncomfortable seeing. And he was right. She averted her eyes briefly, before putting up a look of feigned indifference once their optics finally met.

There was relative distress in her features, that much he could tell while staring at her…curiously, seriously. “Do I resemble him? This Jiraiya of yours.”

Looking at him was like staring into a nightmare, a stark reminder of what she could never hope to have. However, she understood his question. They were past simple notions of physicality. It wasn’t just about his face, nor was it about his origin. It was deeper than that. For Kiomi’s alleged simple-mindedness, this concept was not something so hard to grasp. Not when this was the very base of the learnings she had inherited from the mentor she respected the most. Despite Jiraiya and Kashin Koji’s shared similarities, they were still two very different people, each with their own uniqueness. Besides, denying a man his own identity was probably the cruelest judgment any living being could impose on another.

“You don’t.” The answer came simply; however, he did not miss the semblance of melancholy that lingered upon her visage. To him, it felt indicative of disappointment…such fragile and complicated feelings.

“I see.” Kashin Koji had closed his eyes then, satisfied with the answer. In a sense, he felt his lips curve into a smirk. Two words of reassurance; to think that hearing something so simple had such a significant impact. And as for Kiomi who had only seen the man scowl at her existence, this look on his face for the first time caused her chest to ache. Perhaps in her words, she knew not if a lie existed; if only because such an expression looked frighteningly similar to her teacher’s.

“The two of you must have loved each other very dearly.” At this point, he had refocused his gaze upon the female, only to raise a brow shortly after. He had never seen anyone choke on air before. Her flustered features shouldn’t have been anything extraordinary, but it felt amusing. “Was I mistaken?”

“Yes, you’re wrong! You’re very wrong!” She retorted, her flushed face, easily beating the most crimson of fruits. “Everything, this…my…they’re all just…” She tried to calm down as she explained. “…they’re all just…what I’m trying to say is…whatever they are, they’re all just one-sided emotions…” She looked downtrodden. He recalled Naruto saying that their mentor died while she was away figuring out herself, and had carried a burden none of them could share. Jiraiya had meant everything to them, each within varying degrees unknown just how much to the other.

After learning that all of this was one sided, he looked at her with lethargy. “Are you actually an idiot after all?”

“Oi, you actually dare to call me an idiot in my own house? Besides, it’s not like I stood a chance against the person he sought after.” It wasn’t a secret to her after all, that he had his eyes on Lady Tsunade. What chance did she have against someone who had shared in his losses, successes, strife, and victories?

“Was what you felt actually so flimsy that it lost to someone else’s? Did you confirm it with your own mouth?”

The questions that bombarded her, matched with such an unexpected interrogator threw her off. So much that when she had come to her senses, she found herself face to face with Kashin Koji. If she was distraught earlier, then the ante had been upped then and there. Trapped in between his arms, being stared at, it felt horrible and suffocating for many reasons that she convinced herself that she couldn't understand. “Should I teach you just how lofty your feelings are?” He lingered so close, too close for comfort. But that was where she drew the line. Steeling herself, she pulled her head back just enough to give her some room to drive her forehead down against his. THWACK!

Both of them found themselves clutching their heads, one clicked his tongue and the other was cussing up a storm in her mind--and verbally, apparently.

“Don’t you dare mock me—“

She was on the verge of throwing him out, but there he was, laughing, collapsed on the floor as he held onto his forehead. She stifled her annoyance because she remembered how; pranks of the same nature had been done to her, by none other than her favorite mentor. And he would laugh just the same. At least sensei’s were a little more innocent and subtle. “Don’t laugh at me either!” She demanded with childish vigor, kicking him in the shin repeatedly. He fended them off well enough, which added to her irritation.

“That’s enough out of you.”

“You don’t get to tell me what to do in my own hou—hou—“ That was to say, if she wasn’t going to stop her assault, then he would have to play along. Grabbing her ankle when she struck, he pulled her over; just enough to make her balance crumble, bringing her down effectively.

“What the actual hell is wrong with you?”

“Even now, you’re struggling to protect what’s important to you. You may be a bit weaker than others, but it doesn’t seem like you’re lacking in persistence and perseverance. What are you so afraid of?”

Again with questions and commentaries that she did not ask for…

Her silence was enough of a response. Regrets, apprehensions, guilt, it was painted on her face. Shaking his head, Kashin Koji came to a stand and dusted himself, thereafter extending a hand for her to take.

“At the very least, come up to the starting line and show that mentor of yours your resolve.”

She begrudgingly looked at the hand that was offered to her. She felt ashamed and annoyed at herself because she knew that his point was valid. He wasn’t wrong, and in fact, he made more sense than she had wanted to admit. With an inward sigh, she took that hand and he helped her to her feet.

“…” Their grasp on each other persisted for a while. There was no warmth there; no comfort of a familiar friend, but there was a firmness that was enough to uproot whatever doubt it was that crept within the confines of her mind. She wouldn’t exactly call the other’s presence reassuring, but in a sense it was something close to it.

“Tsk, just who do you think you are? Acting all high and mighty?” Compared to before, the scowl had turned a bit friendly, but a scowl none the less.

“In case you haven’t heard or have been mistaking me for someone else, it’s Kashin Koji.” He replied with a tinge of whimsy in his voice. Matched with that was a tighter grip on the female’s hand which she reciprocated in kind. ��Kiomi.” She rebutted against his satirical introduction.

When they at last released each other, there was probably a reddening mark there, but it also seemed like they’ve come to a certain understanding. “With a grip like that, what do you even hope to accomplish?”

Everything that comes out of his mouth is a fucking insult… Kiomi mused, unabashed by such a sentiment. Still, she watched him retrieve his mask only to wear it over his face once more. “I’ve a scouting mission at the Hokage’s behest. Two days time.” He stated out of the blue, walking towards her direction, incidentally near the exit. “Join me.”

“And why exactly, should I do that?” Folding her arms over her chest, she asked.

“Learn something useful rather than wallow in your self-pity.” Just before he could pass her completely, the intruder halted to cup her cheeks, moving it side to side casually.

(I made a thing.Lol Kiomi and her tendency to get manhandled.) There was no tenderness there, rather it seemed like he was inspecting a toy for some kind of defect. “You dont seem outclassed by anyone, not even by the Godaime. Put yourself to good use. You are a Shinobi, after all.”

“What does Lady Tsunade even have to do with this?”

“Who else would you feel so inferior to? It doesn’t take a genius to put two and two together. Besides,”

Finally, he’d relinquish his hold to observe her frame carefully. She was a slender woman, possibly bordering voluptuous underneath all that fabric. From the wrinkles and silhouette of her attire, he could tell that she was filled out in all the right places. Fair skin, a set of apprehensive platinum orbs…among other things. “You have the curves. Maybe not the appeal and self confidence, but you have the curves. You’ll be fine.”

Perhaps it was in that retort that Kiomi ran after Kashin Koji as he left her place, albeit with a senbon or two hurled at the man. “I was wrong; you’re probably just as much of a letch as sensei!”

The projectiles were caught between the fingers and twirled around with ease, no troubles at all. He contemplated for a mere second before deciding to keep them as a souvenir. “You wound me with your presumptuousness. I'm a busy man, and have no time for countless women. Such a disappointing assessment.” He waved her off, walking away and finally disappearing from sight.

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Pardon the length, but this is how they normally interact in my story.

Koji serves as a challenge for Kiomi, while Kiomi serves as a "net" for Koji so that when he falls pray to his feeling of incompetency, he remembers that she expects him to plainly be Kashin Koji, and no one else. Both of them remind each other of something important which they both hope would make them better versions of themselves.

So what kind of relationship do they have? I'm pretty sure it's along the lines of frienemies.

#|| Breaking the Ice || Answered #super-kame-love #I told myself this was going to be an quick explanation for both #Lol. 10 hours later...#Kashin Koji has reached that level of comfort with her where he can just use his face to piss her off.

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