#or do you hate underground djs?

[katyswrites]

put on your records (and regret me)

PART 1 | SERIES

Pairing: Steve Harrington/fem!reader

Warnings: asshole!Steve, rivals-to-lovers, swearing, alcohol references, no use of y/n

Wordcount: 2.5k

Playlist

You love WAMC-Hawkins, Indiana’s top college radio station. It’s your safe space, your niche. It’s where you’ve made your friends, your favorite place to be when the rest of the world gets to be just a bit too much. Well, with one exception.

Steve Harrington is a thorn in your side. And just as well - he thinks you’re a royal pain in the ass. But in your senior year, you’re both on the e-board, so you have to work together. You love to hate him. So why can’t you get him out of your head? And, why do you find yourself going to see his band, each and every weekend?

Underground basement concerts, spinning old records, and screaming matches in the vinyl library with the boy you love to hate. An enemies-to-lovers college radio station 90s AU.

TRACK 1

April 1994

“So, all votes are in?” Katie asked. Everyone in the room nodded, and you sat forward in your seat.

The current General Manager of the radio station, Katie, ran a tight ship. Still, nobody could deny that they were sad to see her leaving - graduation was claiming too many people this year. She glanced down at her clipboard, adjusting her glasses.

General Manager would be read first, you knew that - it was the closest position the station had to President, the person who ran the whole thing. And after the last three years, all signs pointed to Katie's successor being you. Most people didn’t want the job - it was pretty thankless, all on a volunteer basis, and the election is often more of a formality to the most obvious person. But, you were passionate about the radio station - you always had been. Running it wouldn’t be easy, but you knew you were the right person to do it.

You love WAMC-Hawkins, Indiana’s top college radio station. It’s your favorite place, your niche. There’s nothing you loved more than spinning some records on-the-air, hanging out in the station lounge, and being a part of something. It’s where you’ve made your friends, easily able to bond over your love of music, making it your safe space when the rest of the world gets to be just a bit too much. Well, with one exception.

You could feel Steve Harrington’s eyes on you from where he sat across the room. You pointedly ignored him, your clasped fingers growing clammy with anticipation.

“Drumroll, everyone!” she said, resulting in a cacophony of pats against legs, tables, or any available surface. When Katie read your name, the room broke into a smattering of applause.

“Congratulations!” Nancy cried from where she sat next to you, throwing her arms around your shoulders.

“Thanks,” you laughed, giving your friend a tight squeeze. 

Despite the fact that you had expected this, a wave of relief washed over you. There was no glamor in keeping this place running, you knew that. Still, you cared too much about it, and now it was in your hands… just as you had hoped.

Your joy could only last so long, though - you were almost too caught up in your personal celebration to notice. Almost.

“Okay, and for Program Director… Steve!”

This time, a few whoops and hollers were let out - probably from Steve’s buddies, large in number and often loudly enthusiastic. But, you were just frozen, feeling your fists clench.

The Program Director coordinates a lot of things - new DJ training, events, stocking the music library… and works most closely with the General Manager. Meaning...

“Looks like we’re gonna be spending a lot of time together, sweetheart,” he said later with a smirk. 

The meeting was long over - positions had been announced, congratulations given, goodbyes for the semester bid on the way out. You had sat there for the last hour with a rage steadily bubbling under the surface. You had tried your best to listen, relieved to find out Nancy was working as the Media Director, and your friend Eddie working as the Training Director. That, at least, offered some comfort - if you’d be running your favorite place with your friends, how bad could it be?

The answer, apparently, is still pretty shitty.

You can’t put a finger on exactly why Steve Harrington bothered you so much. But, from the moment you had met, he had been a thorn in your side. He knew it, too - it seemed to be his life’s mission to get on your nerves, just to get a rise out of you.

But he was blocking the exit, arm leaning casually against the doorframe. So, you took the approach you usually tried to - not letting him see that he was getting to you.

“Looks like it,” you said, words measured and careful. “But until then… have a good summer, Harirngton.”

You tried to shoulder past him, but he wasn’t budging. You sighed, meeting his gaze again and straightening up a bit.

“Do you mind?”

“I just thought you were gonna try to stick around - let me guess, you already have a 20-step plan for what we should do next year? I mean, I’m surprised you didn’t just jump all the new E-Board members to tell them how you’re going to run things. You know, in your insane and anal-retentive way.”

You clenched your jaw, grimacing as the notebook that you knew was buried in your backpack, containing your ideas for next year’s agenda.

"That's a pretty big word for you, I'm impressed," you mocked. Before he could come up with a clever reply, you continued:

“You know, I was surprised you ran for a position,” you said sweetly. “I mean, last I checked, you haven’t shown up to a single volunteer event. Were you even at the Spring fundraiser?”

“I was busy.”

“Funny way of saying hungover,” you retorted.

You took a deep breath, taking a moment to regain your composure.

“Look, we’re going to have to work together, so - can we just start over? Bury the hatchet, or whatever?”

He just grinned.

“Yeah, sure thing, sweetheart,” he said, voice lower. “You’re the boss.”

You had given up on asking him to drop the sweetheart thing long ago. So instead, you gave him a sharp nod, muttering have a good summer, Harrington.

He stepped aside enough to let you through, but still crowded the doorway enough that you had to brush past him as you did. 

You ignored the way his breath caught as you did.

Maybe you could both be mature adults about this… maybe.

*******

September

“Harrington?!” You cry, stomping into the booth. Steve sits in the chair, switchboard alight as Head Over Heels plays through the speakers. He barely hears you enter, thanks to the headphones he’s wearing. When you slam your hands down on the desk, he jumps in his seat.

“Jesus - the fuck are you doing here?” he cries, yanking the headphones off to let them fall around his neck.

“You booked studio space without going through me,” you say angrily.

His face shifted then, from confusion to smugness.

“Oh - well, you were unreachable, and I only needed two board members’ approval. And, I count as a board member.”

“Who the fuck was the second person who approved it?”

“Eddie.”

You groaned. Of course - Eddie probably didn’t even know -

“So your band just happened to book studio space to go on-air during my show’s time slot?”

“Oh… it’s during your show?” he asks, voice saccharine with feigned innocence. 

You rolled your eyes.

“Cut the act, Harrington. There are a ton of empty time slots that your little band could play during, you know.”

He sighed, crossing his arms and spinning the chair around to fully face you.

“If you’re so hurt about it, why don’t you come by? We need an emcee, and if you’re already usually here…”

“As if I’d waste my time coming to listen to you guys. I don’t even listen to your show.”

“So you’ve said. I thought your boyfriend was in the band too, last time I checked.”

You scoffed. “Eddie is not my boyfriend. And, not that he’d ever tell you, but he’s filling in as a favor. He’s only playing with you guys because Corroded Coffin broke up.”

Something unreadable flickers across Steve’s face, then he shakes his head. 

“Yeah, okay - keep telling yourself that, sweetheart. But, we’ve got the time next Thursday - so, come by, don’t come by… I don’t give a shit. Just let me know by the weekend if you are - it’s only protocol, after all, and I know you’re a stickler for that.”

He pulls the headphones back over his ears, turning the volume of the music up a bit.

“Now, if you don’t mind - I’m about to go on-air, and I’d hate for everyone to hear your hissy-fit through the radio waves, you know?”

He returns his attention to the microphone, ready to turn down the music and start speaking - but you’re not giving him the satisfaction of sticking around to watch. 

You just huff, crossing your arms and stomping out with even more fury than you came.

Your drive home is full of frustration that grows to rage. You grumble under your breath over the hum of the radio, cursing Steve Harrington’s name at every red light, every sharp turn. It’s only when you pull up to your apartment and park that you realize what’s even playing through the car’s speakers.

It’s WAMC - what else would you have on? You always have your radio tuned to 98.9, doing your best to listen to your friends and support the station you hold so dearly. But, of course, the person on the air right now is him.

You had taken a personal vow a while ago to not tune into Steve’s show. You know it’s stupid - one listener doesn’t make a difference, and you know Steve Harrington certainly doesn't have trouble sleeping at night knowing that you don’t listen to whatever crappy music he plays over the air. But, he’s driving you crazy - he’s so arrogant, so smug, and everyone else eats it up. Nobody dislikes Steve Harrington… it seems like everyone on campus who knows Steve either is in love with him, or wants to be him. You’ll never understand the hold he has over people. 

But, maybe you should try to - it’s only fair to get a sense of what all the fuss is about, you reason. So, you turn up the volume dial, letting the music flow through the stereo and over the din of your still-running engine.

It’s about what you expect - mostly Top 40 hits, some classic rock sprinkled in. It’s not bad, necessarily - just, like nearly any other station you could tune your radio to. It’s not a hard and fast rule to play lesser-known music - it’s just encouraged. But, everyone tunes into Steve’s show, ask him for advice on how to plan a slot… it makes your blood boil.

You tell yourself that you’re only going to listen for a few minutes. When Steve’s voice comes on the air, you roll your eyes - he’s cracking jokes, giving anecdotes about the songs, and unfortunately, he’s nearly charming. You don’t realize a full hour has passed until he signs off. You quickly kill your engine and dart into your apartment, doing your best to try not to dwell on the slight disappointment in the show being over.

Double-booking your radio slot was only the most recent of a string of things Steve had been doing to piss you off - showing up late to meetings (if he even shows up at all), calling out of his radio show, making snide remarks under his breath at the meetings he does show up to… you’re basically doing two jobs at once. Any false promise of civility between you two is a thing of the past. He’s making your life a living Hell - but, you’re not one to back down. Two can play dirty, after all.

******

October

You and Steve spend the next few weeks doing a delicate dance, going back and forth not-so-subtly sabotaging one another. His band tried to book a gig at the local venue, which you conveniently “forgot” to sign off on. He tells incoming freshmen that they don’t need to go through you when applying to be a DJ, causing an enrollment nightmare. You pay Jonathan Byers $20 for the equipment to “break,” only for the two hours that Steve is scheduled to do his radio show. But, throughout it all, you barely actually see one another. It’s nearly a month later that you actually encounter him again.

The moment you set foot in the vinyl library, you groan. He looks up from where he’s perusing the records on the shelves, grinning as soon as he locks eyes with you.

“Fancy seeing you here, sweetheart.”

Fuck off, you think.

“Hey, Harrington,” you say, exhibiting what you consider to be an exorbitant amount of restraint. After your blowup last time, the last thing you need is to continue to give him the satisfaction of having the upper hand.

You march straight ahead, going right to the shelf next to him. You pointedly stare forward, running your fingers along the spines of the albums, pulling out the ones you’re looking for as you find them.

You hear Steve scoff next to you, and you roll your eyes - practically an involuntary response with him at this point. 

“Do you have a problem?” you asked, your tone biting.

He just shrugs. “No. You’re just… predictable.”

“How so?”

“If you asked me to come in here, and pick out the records for your radio show for you… it’d just be too easy. Let me guess… The Smiths… Talking Heads… R.E.M…Sonic Youth…and some European band whose name I can’t pronounce, probably. Am I close?”

You clutched the records close to your chest, arms crossing to obscure them.

Steve just grins smugly.

You hold your place, not breaking eye contact. He simply shrugs, tongue pushed to the inside of his cheek to stop himself from laughing.

Pleased with himself. Too cocky. A challenge. 

“That’s what I thought.”

You straightened up, keeping eye contact.

“You act as if you’re any better, with your Worst 40 bullshit -”

“You only pretend to not like it to be different -”

“I don’t pretend to not like your music! I’m just trying to make us sound different from any other station people tune into -”

“So you do listen to my show?” he asks. He’s still wearing that shit-eating grin, but for just a moment, you swear he sounds surprised.

You open and close your mouth a few times, debating what to say. You’ve been caught. And he’s just staring at you, so blatantly self-satisfied, that you want to punch him.

“Shut up,” you say quietly.

“You gonna make me?” he asks.

You feel your face heat. The vinyl library is too cramped, its narrow walls making Steve stand just a bit too close to you. You swallow, straightening up a bit. He’s blocking the only exit, a habit he seems to reserve especially for you.

“Can you let me leave, Harrington? Or do I have to answer a riddle or something first?”

“I’m having a party on Friday,” he blurts out. “You should stop by. Everyone else from the station is coming.”

You shake your head. 

“Um - I don’t think -”

“C’mon, sweetheart - show me that you know how to have a little fun!”

You shrug.

“Maybe. Whatever, I’ll see.”

He grins. “Okay - 36 Hamilton Street, by the way. Friday night, 10pm.”

Then he’s gone, leaving you alone in the darkness of the record library. You try to ignore how fast your heart is beating in his wake.

Fucking Steve Harrington.

author's note: Hi everyone! Here's the first part of a brand new fic - ta da! In general, I think the plan for this fic is to have shorter chapters, but more total chapters, so the word count will be... whatever it ends up being. Keep in mind that there will be smut down the line, so only engage is 18+, please. Likes, replies, and reblogs are always appreciated! Also, this was barely edited, so if you see a mistake... no you didn't.

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[doomandgloomfromthetomb]

Brian Eno - CJOM-FM, Windsor, Ontario, July 21, 1974

What was Brian Eno doing in Windsor, Ontario, in the summer of 1974?! I don't know, exactly (I also don't know exactly if he was in Windsor, Ontario — see the YouTube comments for some discussion as to whether he was across the border in Detroit, instead). But I do know that this is a cool little slice of late-night radio with Eno and DJ Ronnie Legg — some candid discussion, some joking around, some catty gossip.

Eno had obviously had a very busy year already — he'd released his solo debut Here Come The Warm Jets (50 years old last month!); he'd gone on tour with the Winkies, (a tour which was cut short due to Brian's famously collapsed lung); he'd performed with Kevin Ayers, John Cale and Nico at the Rainbow Theatre (later released as June 1, 1974); he'd helped Nico record The End; and, as he tells Legg, he was already well into the making of Taking Tiger Mountain By Strategy. Dude was making things happen!

But Brian sounds cool as a cucumber on the air here, explaining his departure from Roxy Music and his dislike of the touring lifestyle, along with some typically ahead-of-the-curve recommendations of Sparks and the burgeoning krautrock scene. "I'm gonna have to write these names down!" Legg (who otherwise seems quite hip) exclaims when Eno tells him about Kraftwerk, Neu!, Can and Harmonia. Good as always to remember that those were different times; you couldn't just dial up obscure German bands on your phone. But I'm sure that Brian knew that — someday — you would.

Speaking of different times, one thing Eno doesn't seem too enamored with is Lou Reed, who was then touring behind the sleaze-tastic Sally Can't Dance. He says that he's seen Lou twice already in '74 and pretty much hated both experiences. Fair enough — I can see how the cartoonish funk-rock that Reed and his band were playing at the time would definitely not be Eno's cup of tea. "He seems to have moved against all the things that I thought were interesting in the original Velvet Underground — which were the qualities of 'bad' musicianship rather than 'good' musicianship that distinguished them. The fact they didn't know when to let up when they weren't tasteful at any point. The new band that he's got now are incredibly tasteful and very into long, funky guitar solos. I mean, who needs it?"

#brian eno

[hana-no-seiiki]

Okay, it may sound weird, but what if the manager is also an artist, like daft punk/Banksy? They are famous but also anonymous, and are just working for the idol/rockstar? They got popular during their time as a manager and they cannot quit because it would be too suspicious and so sudden, like they are waiting for the right moment to quit, hut until then, the are just going to be 'the manager' in public.

YAN! POP IDOL [EVE] x MANAGER/ARTIST! READER (ft. YAN! ROCKSTAR [FEROZE])

AAAA I ACTUALLY HAD THIS IDEA BUT WAS LIKE- WHAT IF GENIE’S READERS HATE ME FOR CHANGING THE MANAGER TOO MUCH- but bAH fuck it! HAVE THIS!! THE THREESOME SMUT WILL HAVE TO WAIT-

@moyazaika tagging you just so you’re informed and can add more on Feroze’s side if you’re free:

Anyways if you manage to be both an artist and manager at the same time, props to you for your god-like time management cause that’s honestly fucken commendable. Like manager-nim you’re actually a god at this point.

I imagined reader to be completely out of the genre FerozEve (are we surprised by who the top is at this point) in order for the double trouble makers not to find out immediately.

I don’t know how wide Feroze’s music tastes are but for Eve he practically listens to every genre. As a teen his favorite were the rockstar and ofc pop. He got into Hip-Hop/Trap through the main rapper from his group, and Kpop has a ton of genres mixed into it including but not limited to EDM, R&B and Punk Rock. Soon enough, he hears of this underground DJ who’s known for not only making fire music but being their own choreographer and VJ. Talk about being blessed by the gods.

You (and his bae Khan ofc) inspired him to create his own music and eventually go solo. He went undercover sometimes to send you tracks. You thought he was just a kid/teen since his early ones were kinda . . . not it, but was impressed by the amount of passion he put into improving.

Years later, your activity died down due to working on Feroze’s career more. Those exclusive interviews and world concert arrangements don’t do themselves yknow!

Eve was saddened by your lack of releases and performances but understood. Besides he had your manager persona in mind to obsess over.

The collab happens and you joined Eve to look over the tracks in the album. From the amount of iced americanos he’d down, you could tell he was super out of it and really needed rest BUT HE WOULDN’T GODDAMN LISTEN TO YOU-

*ahem*

So you decided to help him instead.

You gave minor pointers here and there really. Nothing much in your opinion.

But to Eve he was just in utter shock and awe. How come he didn’t think of that?? The synth really elevated that section of the chorus?? Why were you hiding this genius from him??

You explained that you wanted to be a producer for the company but since it ended up reducing your passion for music so you otped for a managerial position instead.

Eve isn’t even listening at this point. He just has heart eyes. Like he didn’t know he could fall further in love with you. Boy is whipped.

Overall Eve kinda do be dumb and dense so he wouldn’t figure it out. But I’d imagine the revelation to happen sort of like this:

You were helping out Eve with vocal arrangement one day, assisting with adlibs and what not when . . .

“I think it’d be better if you put this here, and double it.”

“Woah that sounds fire.” Eve’s eyes were glued at your focused face. You looked so adorable all focused like that. He was so close to jumping out the recording booth just to give you a big ol smooch.

At his approval you continued, “We could build it up more. I’ll punch you in here and you could do a lower note? Like this.” You played a section of the song, perfectly harmonizing with his voice like it was nothing, before turning to him for approval.

He was silent. Mouth slightly agape.

“Eve?”

“. . .”

Holy shit. You’re one of his favorite artists-

#yandere #hns.eve #yandere x reader #ferozeve #feroze khan #feroze #yandere imagine #yandere oc #yandere brainrot #yandere headcannons #yandere oc x you #yandere oc x reader #yandere fic #yandere concept #yandere original character #brainrot #yandere scenario #yandere one shot

[favcharacterpoll]

ROUND 3 MATCH 25: REAGAN VS. MARINA

Reagan Ridley from Inside Job faces Marina Ida from Splatoon. Who do you like more?

Reagan Propaganda:

“she's a girlboss genius mad scientist that works for the conspiracy that secretly runs the world. She built a robot boyfriend because she was too afraid to date a real person. Her dad's a dick and her childhood was so messed up. She tries to do the right thing but does some fucked up things for her job. also I love her”

"im so evil they cancelled HER show it was no one elses only reagans shes my hateful little autistic queen"

Marina Propaganda:

"there should be Splatoon 3 DLC where she and pearl get married"

"She’s a DJ, engineer, pianist and vocalist!! Hee songs kick ass!! She builds her own stages for splatfest!! She can ride a motorcycle! She can draw!! She skipped multiple grades bc she’s so smart!! She heard a song so good she decided to escape from the oppressive underground Octarian society!! She helped Agent 8 escape the metro and save the world!! She’s all but stated to be in love with her costar!! And she’s gonna show up in the next DLC too!!

She’s one of the most interesting and lovely characters I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing about and I hope you can see just how cool she is too!!"

"marina makes kickass music and has cool outfits and has a womderful short wife and is tall also she draws shoujou manga about the people she knows and is so. argargargagrhargargghhhhh"

"MARINA MARINA MARINA THIS GIRL MADE WEAPONS OF WAR AND LOVES EXCAVATION EQUIPMENT VOTE MY LESBIAN MARINA"

"have you considered Marina has committed several war crimes and is also autistic and lesbian"

#polls #reagan ridley #inside job #marina ida #marina #marina splatoon #splatoon 3 #splatoon 2 #splatoon

[foxlow]

Fallen Au Jay

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Kai • Zane • Cole • Nya • Lloyd

Backstory

Jay was always different from most people, he had red hair, heterochromia, a brown eye and a blue one, and feathers. He was also creative, with a passion for art and creation. When he was about 3 he made his first creation, a small train made out of a broken scooter. When he was 5 he discovered his passion for music after finding a guitar that had been scrapped. That was also around the time his wings finished developing and he gained the ability to cloak, which meant he could finally go to school and express himself with others. Or so he thought. It wasn’t that way. Kids were cruel. They constantly mocked him for living in a dumpster, they said he was adopted and that his parents abandoned him because they thought he was trash. It was decided. He hated school. He told his parents about what happened. It was a mistake. His parents went to complain at the school and the bullying only worsened. Jay loved his parents, he really did, they were caring and supportive of him, when he came out, they told him a lot of name suggestions for him to choose. The issue was that they were too supportive, and that wasn’t good for his reputation.

When he turned 12, he finally managed to change schools and form a new life. He stopped telling his parents a lot of things and of course, he avoided being himself in public. He went from being bullied to being invisible, however, his passion for music and creation only grew. He continued to practice, he learned how to sing, how to do makeup, how to sew, and when he turned 15, he became an underground idol. During the day he was Jay, a quiet kid with anxiety no one cared about but during the night he was a star. He could spread his wings and sing and play without anyone being in his way. People loved him, he even managed to collaborate with other underground artists like a semi-famous DJ, a duet of professional dancers, and many others. He was so happy and best of all no one judged him; he could be himself. Everything was great. Until it wasn’t.

It had been another great night, when he finished his presentation he bowed and a bullet passed just beside him. This was his end. He was being hunted. He should have been careful, he didn’t know much about his kind, he knew they had the name of “fallen”, winged beings that fell from the sky and were considered a legend for most ninjageans. His parents told him he was a miracle, a baby with blue feathers. Apparently, people believed they were a threat, so they were hunted, that was why they had to cloak and hide from people. But Jay was an idiot. An idiot about to die. No. He couldn’t die there. His instincts kicked in and he ran. He found himself on a rooftop. The first thought that crossed his mind was “Wow, these hunters are bad at their job” second was “AAAAAAAAHHHHH” There was no escape. He had two options; die being killed or die from a fall. In his adrenaline, he jumped. Die from fall it was. He spread his wings and somehow glided to the other side. He did it, he survived, he was safe. He hid there until he was safe alongside that old man. Wait… old man. What? Why was there an old man? “For someone who doesn’t know how to fly you did a good job” “Wh-Whe- Who are you !?” “Someone like you who hasn’t been allowed to be free by this world” “What do you mean by that?” “If you wish to be free come with me” Jay didn’t know what to do. His parents taught him to never follow a stranger but, what else was there to lose?

---

I love prime empire's Jay design, the yellow/blue palette is really nice. The performing side of Jay is underrated, dude knows how to act and I really wanted to have this aspect in this AU.

#ninjago #art #jay ninjago #ninjago fanart #ninjago au #ninjago fallen au #jay walker #lego ninjago #foxlowart

[aes-h]

Here are my initial ideas for a band/music themed pack (preferably an expansion pack but realistically a game pack). I introduce to you:

The Sims 4: Making Music (working title)

Primary pack features overview:

The new ability to make bands. Either gether a group of your friends together to make a band, or put up listings searching for new members and review their applications. Assign specific intruments to different sims. Set up practice sessions to build skill and learn how to perform together on stage.

Put yourself out there! Perform at concert venues, bars, parks, a creepy basement, or whatever else suits your style. Invite family, friends, or perhaps someone you're looking to impress to your concerts to show off your skills.

New instruments! New guitars, drums, 4 string bass, new keyboard piano, synths, record players, real stages to perform on

New lot type: Concert Venue. Alternatively, you can place a "stage" item in other builds to make them possible venues for concerts.

Attend concerts for other bands/singers (premade townies. Your sims can talk to other townies to learn about them or research bands on a computer)

Explore a new city world full of alleyways and secret/hidden areas. Based off New York, but make it different enough from San Myshuno. (i know people want world based off places literally anywhere but the USA but i just love san myshuno so much i just want san myshuno 2.0 is that too much to ask for). MORE APARTMENTS! CRAMPED!!

One secret location is a speakeasy hidden underground through an unassuming door in an alleyway. It can be edited, but the lot type is locked to be either a bar or lounge.

The second secret location takes you to an old, unused subway station which can be turned into a venue. The door to reach it is locked up behind rusty chains and a heavy lock. To bypass this your sim must explore more of the city to find bolt cutters (or some other way to unlock the door idk) to break the lock. (Or, to incorporate skills, reach a certain level of handiness to pick the lock, a certain fitness level to break the lock, or bring your band-mates to break it together). Once inside, you can edit the lot to make it a venue, practice space, whatever you want, you just can't build full walls. There are debug bathrooms built into the subway around it so your sim isn't pissing themself.

The third secret location is a rooftop of one of the apartments (because there WILL be apartments so help me god) you get by either reaching a certain friendship level with your landlord and asking for it (LAME) or attempting to swipe the key (low chance of success and pisses off landlord, but that's what makes it fun). If you REALLY hate your landlord, you have a decent chance of getting it if you get into a fist fight with them. The rooftop is another secret lot you can edit (though the lot type remains 'generic')

Careers outside of making your own band:

"Producer" career (what do producers do? go around saying "i'm a producer" and making people sign contracts)

"Vocalist" career- start out as a backup singer and work your way up to pop star

I originally wrote out a DJ career before I realized that was a thing in get together LOL. i've been meaning to get that pack (on sale) is it worth it?

Overall Style of the Pack: Similar to city living in the sense that there are two contrasting sides; a very grunge, rocker, underground vibe to most of the pack. but there is also an upscale pop-star side to it for when your sims make it big (as they say). I want the pack to feel Dirty and Used (werewolves pack vibes), with lots of well-loved items (thinking basement treasures), with an artsy edge to it. Lots of stickers, and drawings on things, and random things that look like instruments and instruments that look like other things. For the pop-star side; still a bit of an edge with lots of neon lights and fun colors. Dressing tables/vanities, headset microphone. Accessory headphones that don't look ridiculous. Expand on the grunge style kit with more grunge and rock inspired clothing (we deserve more alternative clothing) and heavy jewelry. Layered necklaces, concert wristbands, band merch. Also performing outfits; a little bit of everything. (New outfit category for sims in bands? Or something you can customize in a separate menu, perhaps the same menu where you can track your band's progress.)

Other Thoughts: I don't want the pack to be easy. I want it to take effort to gain a following and improve as a band, and for the relationships between band members to affect their skill & performances. Starting out, you won't make much money at all for a long time, until you start growing and can make more than you spend. (ticket quotas and fees at different venues. start small and work your way up from dingy basements to bars to lounges to real venues from concert halls to stadiums. (Realistically, some, if not most, of these will have to be rabbit holes but I can dream)

Base Game Update: Make the electric guitars actually sound electric PLEASE.

#ts4 #kinda awful conceptualizing a pack catered specifically to yourself bc you just know it'll never really happen #if you have ideas PLEASE share

[mauricedelafalaise]

I met Rafa Saavedra in 1994 at a show through mutual friends, we immediately bonded over our love for Alaska (Pegamoides, Dinarama, Fangoria), 60's Kitsh and Pop Culture, he was one of the first person who taught me in my teens more about the Spanish underground music scene, he was a lover of la movida madrileña, new wave and post-punk, he had a direct connection in Spain that always sent him current music at the time and he always shared it with us, this was before the internet and social media were invented, he was always up to date in what was happening at the moment musically back then. Many knew him as Rafa Dro. as his dj name taking it from Spain's Aviador Dro and always describing himself as "Selector de Frecuencias" after the band's song which also was the name of his weekly radio show of the same name: http://selector.podomatic.com/ http://selector.blogspot.com/ where you can see his playlists and interviews with many artists through the years.

Rafa became a big influence on my life growing up in Tijuana, his knowledge of music was impeccable, always keeping me updated on new music and how I would like it, he knew my style well and he was always right. We djed several times together at different parties, when I showed him something new to me, something I'd discovered, he already knew about it, he knew when it came out, what label was it on and the year, he had a memory vault like no one.

Rafa was also very observant of his surroundings and had a great eye for things, moments, situations which many of them he captured and posted on his Tumblr http://rafadro.tumblr.com/ and always writing the right caption for it which made you understand and think.

I became a big fan of his blog Crossfader Network, a personal diary of his experiences through out the city of Tijuana often documenting the parties he went to, music reviews, and photos with one word of sentence that explained what he was trying to transmit. He lived the moment at its fullesthttp://crossfadernetwork.wordpress.com/

Living in L.A. for the past 12 years, he was my window of what was going on in my hometown. He was the first person I know to do Fanzines in in the city.

He wrote several books "Esto no es una salida" (This is not an escape). "Postcards de ocio y odio" (Postcards of leisure and hate) (La Espina Dorsal, 1996), Buten Smileys (Yoremito, 1997), Lejos del Noise (Away from the noise) (Moho, 2003). In 2010 he won the State Prize for Literature in Cultural Journalism awarded by the Institute of Culture of Baja California. His book, “Border Pop,” won Baja California’s prize for literature in 2012.

He never strived to be a famous, he wrote from his heart, his own experiences, his enthusiasm for music and his passion for culture, he was dedicated and 100% in love with Tijuana and delivered his message clearly. He was beloved by everyone in the city and beyond the city, Rafa always had a smile on his face, he always had something interesting to talk about, always something to contribute, to many local artists and musicians, he was the John Peel of Tijuana. In my eyes, he was the ambassador of the city to the world and that's what made him famous to me. He coined the phrase "Tijuana Makes Me Happy" which became Nortec's most known song.

In the last past years, we became even closer, and since we're both born a few days apart in August we would celebrate our birthdays together sometimes. This last summer, I celebrated my birthday in Tijuana and he came to see me and hang out before the party, at that moment while talking I gave him a long hug and a kiss on the cheek, (mind you I'm not the most affectionate person) and told him he's always been the coolest friend, I felt him at that moment. I would always call him "eternal teenager" and he would call me "oldteen" because we both feel the essence of youth within us. Both being Leos, we understood each other very well.

Due to his heart condition at an early age, a few years ago he discovered his heart rate was at it's lowest of 4.0, under those conditions his only exercise was walking which he documented in the heart warming short video "Caminatas" https://vimeo.com/46787385

Three weeks after we saw each other, he went into cardiac arrest and was in intensive care, spending the past couple of weeks at the hospital, always very optimistic and with that sense of humor that characterized him, he kept documenting his life as he always did.

I knew Rafa, and I know he "knew". A day before having heart surgery, he wrote on his Facebook status: "En route with the best mood and strength possible, to all those possible Tomorrows. Love you all, pals" along with a note that read: 16/Sep/13 "This has been good for many things: our own fragility, pain, absences, the spiral echo of our memories, the power of love, friendship that lasts, all those moments that we (re)lived being alone with ourselves. Thank you for everything with love and affection. Electric hugs, Rafa Saavedra.

On the afternoon of September 17th, 2013 he passed away at the young age of 46. A lovable local hero that understood all the nuances of a complex city such as Tijuana. In fact, he may have been the city's best unofficial anthropologist.

#rafa Saavedra #tijuana #maurice de la falaise

[agoodfriendtoyou]

NSR Swaps: DJ Subatomic Supernova

Depression has been a bitch and I can’t do descriptions for all of them, so I’ll be doing some fight descriptions, but not all of them

Reblogs > Likes

Bunk Bed Junction — Celestial Funk

Nova and J are a bass and keyboard duo. Nova is more like mayday, while J is more like Zuke.

Yes I put Nova in socks and sandals, what of it?

J has a tv for a head. He was born with it.

J was also part of a previous band in the past. It contained him, DK West, and a third member. When they split, West went to underground music, and the third member rose to join Nsr.

———— Their relationship was kind of a love triangle, with West having feelings for the Third Member, the Third Member, and J just having only platonic feelings for his friends.

Celestial funk was rejected because of rock being a relic of the past.

Sayu — Gento

Gento is a idol DJ who hides his face behind a mask. He was created by four teenagers.

He’s kinda an asshole, buts that’s part of his charm.

The 1st form has just a teal tail. The second phase has the red stripes come in and has the top face, and the final form gives him his yellow stripes and the middle face. And the final phase has the bottom face

Aletha is the musician, Flora makes the assets, Mizn is the animator, and Opal is the editor.

“Welcome loves~”

When you enter Gento’s reef, he is surprisingly kind. He greets you, but asks you to leave. When you refuse, he abides you goodbye and you must go after them. You find the file for his art, and you attack it.

“Baby, this is just childs play!”

He gets an upgraded mask and tail, and Aletha begins remixing the music, and one of you begins to be charmed by the disk jockey. This phase gives him attack you with bass drops that send shock waves in all directions, including yours.

“Do you hear that? They’re cheering for me, not you. I think it’s best you quit while your ahead.”

He gets his final mask and tail as the editor adjusts the lights to be blacklight(quick edit of such below) and reveals the crowd. In this phase, the audience can donate to attack you.

“No, no, no! You have barely, barely scratched the surface of my skill! I demand you leave this place!”

His masks cracks, and he attempts to hold it together, but it shatters, revealing his true face. At this phase he pulls all the stops, and the music becomes a deadly mess.

Yinu — Hua

Hua is the pianist of the group, but as a musical prodigy, her talents spread across the whole orchestra.

Her mother passed away when she was young. She was a human, and is missed deeply by Hua and her father. She played the piano, and was the closest friend Hua’s father ever had.

Hua’s Father is the composer of their orchestra. He is caring , but expects the best of his musicians, including Hua.

“Ugh, it’s you, I knew you’d come to try and ruin our performance!”

When you first enter the concert hall, Hua is angered by your presence. After some banter she begins to play her piano as the melody rises. A wooden cage is built around her and the rest of the orchestra, and you must break this while being attacked to continue to the next phase.

“Keep playing everyone, I’ll deal with these brats.”

Once the cage is broken, her Father emerges from the shadows. He elevates the orchestra and himself with the vines that form his arms. The orchestra fires musical notes, with Hua’s being able to be parried. When the Composer is downed you can attack Hua to enteer the third phase.

“How dare you! I will not stand for this mockery of my pupils!”

Hua’s Father grows immensely in size, causing all except Hua to flee the crumbling orchestra. He surrounds you, and attacks with thorny vines, pieces of the hall, and giant piano hammers.

“I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU! YOU RUINED OUR PERFORMANCE! YOU DESTROYED THE CONCERT HALL! I HATE YOU!!!”

After her father is defeated, Hua pushes you off your platform before you can do your finisher. Hua’s father asks her to play one last time, and for the first time in years she defies him, venting out her frustrations and anger on her piano. You need finish this.

Once Hua is knocked down, she is catched by her father, but he misses her piano. You all crash to the ground, the piano being destroyed. Her father, of course, blames this on you. Another battle is about to commence, but he is stopped by Hua playing a familiar melody, one made by her mother. He slowly approaches Hua, and gently begins to play with her.

1010 — Solar

A band based off of the solar system

Eve — Izz

Abstract artist

Tatiana

Once a famous lead singer in a band

When he sings one last time, the glass dome around his head shatters.

Sorry about the long wait, I feared this never really felt good enough to post since I couldn’t detail them all

I probably won’t be doing another one of these, so I hope y’all appreciated this stuff

1010 Sayu Djss

#Sabrina’s sketches #art #no straight roads #Nsr #dj subatomic supernova #Nsr Swaps #nsr fanart #Nsr au #nsr ocs

[sugarlesswriting]

Okay so i'm really stuck right now and i need some help. i'm trying to write a first chapter but its actually really hard. Everytime i write one im never happy with it and always remake it. I have 7 remakes of a first chapter just sitting in my docs. I figured I'd ask you for help because you always have the best first chapters and im always in awe while reading. How do you do so well establishing characters and dynamics in the first chapter?

First off, thank you for praising my work, that makes me really happy🥰

Second, this is going to be really long because I might ramble lol. So let me start off by saying that writing the first chapter is always tricky, but think about what's causing it to be tricky. For me, it is always the start of the chapter. Staring at the document and wondering how to start something is always hard.

7 remakes though! You are determined, which is a good thing honestly. This means you love the idea of your story but are having a difficult time trying to put it into words that you enjoy. If it's the relationships that are in the chapter that are causing the problem? Here's the longest answer to that lol.

Establishing the characters and dynamics can be as simple as put those funky little friends in a situation and see how it goes lol. Set the character personalities and who they would mesh well within the friend group. I'm going to use random bits of my stories to show examples to try and get my thoughts in way that can help you better.

For The Underground, I wanted to establish that not everyone was friends, by using some of my observations from when I was in middle school and going into high school. They have some connections from when they were younger so there is this hint of familiarity with some but it still holds awkwardness with it. Trent and Gwen in the story aren't as close but they will still have a relatable conversation with one another, like talking about how a teacher failed Trent and Gwen got upset over it. Gwen doesn't talk with Trent that much but because they have that past she will get upset if something happens to him that is unfair. Meanwhile, you have Courtney and Duncan who can't stand one another and the only thing that connects them is their sexual relationship. Is there hidden feelings underneath it? Yes, but for now as you write you focus on their dislike for one another. You lay the groundwork that 'hey maybe they don't totally hate each other' like when Duncan went to confront Courtney about being upset with him because of the slip up when he laughed at her not being a virgin. He doesn't want her to be upset with him, but he's also not going to apologize because that isn't their dynamic and that isn't what Duncan would do in that situation. (yet at least).

Another example would be with DJ and Courtney, at the start of the chapter you see how he wants to be friendly with her and is awkward about it, but she's upset that they have to wait out in the cold/ doesn't want to be there in the first place. Even when she acted cold to him then, later on in the chapter you see how she's not always cold. Asking him if he was scared, checking up on him as they go into the fall out shelter. She might think the whole thing is bunk, but she felt the same as him because for a moment she was also scared of what was in the fall out shelter.

Trent, Courtney, and Bridgette are all on friendly terms with one another because they see each other every day and share the same classes. Trent can deal with Courtney having some what of an attitude because he's been around it more and can handle it. Along with Bridgette. But it also goes into their personalities. I headcanon them both as very chill people that don't want to cause waves so it's easy for them to deal with Courtney when she's annoyed compared to Duncan who either gets pissed that she's annoyed or happy depending on the context. (The context is if he's pissing her off intentionally).

Now these relationship dynamics are similiar but completely different from The Boardwalk. You have everyone in The Boardwalk being friends. Duncan and Courtney may bicker but they're still comfortable with one another that even with their different personalities and interests there's still common ground to where it's easy to read that their friends. (Am I making sense because like I said early I ramble lol).

Also when writing character dynamics you also have to take in account of ages. In That Day in 1988, you see the personalities from the group of friends when they were 13. Everyone's a bit more immature so they're going to push each others buttons more. Duncan doesn't know how to handle his feelings for Courtney so he acts out by being mean to her and insulting her. Would he do that when he's older? Not in the same way. 13-year-old Duncan insulted the way she looked and how dumb he thought she was acting because he was upset. He wanted to hurt her in that moment because he's upset with everything that happened leading up to him punching Justin. Courtney bending down to check on him made Duncan realize that she was picking Justin over him and that made him more upset. So he wanted her to be like him, upset. Afterwords though, he regrets it because when you're 13 you don't think logically. It's full emotion.

Now when he's in his later teens he'll get snappy with her but now he's more emotionally mature and won't go full on 'guys only like you for your boobs and you suck'. For example in Chapter 3 of The Boardwalk he see's Courtney break down. He cares about her because they have been friends for years. So he helps her understand that she shouldn't feel like she's going crazy just because some adults tell her that she didn't actually see a murder. The next morning when he asks her to come with him to the forest she thinks that he was only nice to her the day before because he wanted something from her. This shows that she views their dynamic differently and it hurts Duncan because the moment he's honest with her she thinks it's just him being manipulative. It's a situation where he's hurt that she wouldn't think that he's being nice to her because he cares about her but instead wants something from her. Now that isn't the first chapter but it's something that can be applied to the dynamic of characters and how they interact with one another.

Establishing the relationships in the first chapter is always what I want first, and if not relationships then the character's personality. That way it also helps you decide how they would all react to a situation. Now my situations are always 'Man wouldn't it be fucked up if this group of teens find a dead body and have to solve the murder/ cold case?'

But at the end of the day I think you should reread one of your first chapters and figure out just what makes you think is not meshing well.

Also, this is getting too long already, and I'm sorry if I didn't help you I've never been asked this question before and tried to be as informative as I could lol.

#sugarless thoughts #writing advice #?? #long post

[motownfiction]

after hours

When he was younger, Sam thought people who talked about staying in the office after hours were out of their minds. Now that he’s thirty with his own record store, he thinks he understands.

Scrambled Eggs was his dream before he even knew it could be a dream. Sam has always been in love with music, but he never had the patience to pick up an instrument. He has no connections, so it wasn’t like he could start a record label. Who would he sign? For a little while in his early twenties, he thought about making a go of it as a DJ – even got into Specs Howard to make it legit – but he couldn’t pay the tuition (and his parents wouldn’t). He figured any hope at making a career out of loving music was lost. And then he remembered where he fell in love with music – where he worked at the time he was giving up on becoming a DJ.

Record stores.

They’re colorful, noisy, intimate, and they smell like nostalgia and sanctity – everything a church should be but usually isn’t. Sam had been selling records in the same store where he fell in love with INXS. He loved it there except for the fact that he couldn’t make any of the rules. So, he figured he might as well open up a place where he could.

He chose the name, Scrambled Eggs, after Paul McCartney’s mock-up title for “Yesterday.” It was one of those things that people would find charming whether they got the reference or not – at least, that’s what he told himself when he put up the sign. The store’s been open for six months now, and he’s still not tired of working in it.

Sam used to hate that adage: If you love what you do, you’ll never work a day in your life. And when he checks the books and fills out paperwork and makes important phone calls, he still hates it. But then, the store closes. And he just stays inside. And he smiles.

He always puts on the same record. Last song on The Velvet Underground. It’s on the nose, but he’s never cared about being on the nose so long as it fit there. The track comes on, and he smiles.

If you close the door / the night could last forever …

Sam knows he’ll have to lock up and go home eventually.

But now, he gets to make eventually into whatever he wants.

(part of @nosebleedclub august challenge -- day i!)

#drabble #writeblr #ch: sam doyle #year: 1997

[toxic-chasey]

Undertale: Inverted Lore (and first post)

Facts about AU:

• The au was not completed leaving the characters with an inverted colour palette and frequent glitches

• The characters health wise are slightly weaker than the classics

• The personalities of the characters are more unpredictable because of the characters not being completed

• Sometimes some of the characters will have episodes of soulessness lasting from minutes to days because of their incomplete souls

• Based on before the human came

• A finished parallel universe that is not inverted exists (I will create it soon)

• Would’ve been based on a neutral run if the au was finished

• Monsters will dust much sooner because of glitches sometimes having negative effects on a weaker monster

• The world is in mostly negative colours

• Characters will never experience a pacifist since the world is forever glitched

• Because of some events not happening, the underground is different

Sans:

• Very similar powers to classic with the exception of better stamina

• He is faster than classic thanks to not being lazy

• Also very similar to science sans

• He fell into the void instead of gaster

• This sans where’s the same symbol as papyrus (the one on the battle body) on his jacket

• Wears proper shoes

• Enjoys tomusto sauce and puts chicken salt on everything

• Prankster and loves puns

• This sans wears glasses occasionally since he is near sighted and he thinks it makes him look more like a scientist

• Sans does recall having a brother but barely knows anything about him

• Vibes

• Sometimes giggles to himself about the smallest things like a random Doritos packet floating in the void will make him giggle for hours

Gaster:

• Gaster likes bagels instead of eggs

• He looks like discord light mode

• He can barely remember sans, it feels like a dream

• He gave up similar to sans

• He is not as merciful as sans

• Makes puns and is not above using his power for pranks

Papyrus:

• Papyrus likes puns but thinks there’s a time and place for them

• Papyrus doesn’t understand most puns

• Papyrus doesn’t know who sans is because of Gaster replacing him

• Papyrus can also become soulless sometimes, making him one of the strongest and most feared when acting soulless

• Papyrus acts very similar to classic

• Papyrus can use Gaster blasters

• Papyrus knows a lot more than he let’s on

• Can do Physic breaking acrobatics

• Is still really kind

Undyne:

• Still leader of the Royal guard

• Very similar to classic

• Makes rash decisions

• Doesn’t know gaster too well

• Never met queen toriel

Toriel:

• Makes cheesecake instead of pie

• Talks to gaster instead of sans

• Talks similar to starfire from Teen Titans Go

• Stays in the ruins similar to classic

• Sometimes can act very blunt

• Hates parties until she gets involved (she becomes a party animal)

• Hates Asgore

• Since there is no pacifist she doesn’t know undyne, alphys, Mettaton and all the others

Asgore

• Does what he has to for monster kind

• Merciful and merciless depending on the situation

• Makes dad jokes

• Poppies are everywhere instead of buttercup flowers

• Tries to make cheesecake but fails a lot

Alphys:

• Was never Royal scientist

• Never created the amalgamates

• Just a nerd

• Never really got to know undyne

• Likes anime

• Still shy

Mettaton:

• More advanced since alphys had free time to think about it

Nabstablook:

• Sometimes crashes

• When turning on and off he makes the windows sound

• Can sometimes build up friction and zap someone (sometimes uses it for pranks)

• Very similar to classic

• Talks to nabstablook more

• Nabstablook is DJ for mettatons shows

• Body was completed so is not often sexy rectangle anymore

• Ohhhh yessssss

• Is now a robot similar to mettaton

• Acts very similar to classic

Flowey:

• Very similar to classic

• Is sometimes freaked out when monsters go soulless

• Bored all the time

Would you guys like to know more? This is my first au so I hope you like it! I only have a drawing of Inverted!Sans so far so if you'd like to see the other characters or (maybe) an ask blog let me know!

#undertale #art #alternate universe #undertale au #inverted #information #sans oc #sans undertale #papyrus #alphys #undyne #nabstablook #mettaton #asgore #toriel #gaster #w. d. gaster #flowey

[voidthewanderer]

1, 4, 15

lol so you asked two questions that Darling-Leech did, but thankfully I can answer both of them again

1) What is your favorite song and why?

As previously mentioned, I don't inherently have a favorite song. But another one of my favorite, go to songs has currently been Hell's Comin' With Me by Poor Man's Poison. I love that you can interpret the lyrics in a few different ways, but it still all leads to one conclusion. The riffs are another one of those good brain itches for me too.

4) What is a song you can recommend to everybody?

I'm gonna be a good boy and try to keep the variety up, as much as I wanna recommend more David Hasselhoff for this: Underground by Tom Waits. If you think the song sounds familiar, you're probably right. It was used in the 2005 Blue Sky Studios movie Robots. You'd also be surprised how many people will actually know Tom Waits' music, but maybe not realize it's him.

15) is there an artist you wish more people knew?

So... so many.

Cast in Bronze: (song rec) First heard these guys (yes it's more than one person) at the Sterling Renaissance Faire in New York and fell in love. The carillon is a beautiful instrument, both men I've met who make up the Cast in Bronze team are wonderfully sweet people. They didn't deserve the hate they received on America's Got Talent.

Jordan Fiction: (song rec) His voice is just so amazing! If you're on TikTok, you may know him for his cover of Spook Scary Skeletons!

DJ Cummerbund: (song rec) Seems like a weird one, I know, but this dude just knows how to mix completely unrelated songs together and make them work so well.

The Cog Is Dead: (song rec) I dunno, I don't see these guys talked about enough when it's related to steampunk music. They keep it clean and have a pretty good mix of original work and cover work. He's also one of those "I didn't expect that voice to come out of that guy" type of people.

American Murder Song: (song rec) These guys do seem to be coming back out into the limelight, but for the longest time, it seemed like a small handful of people really knew who I was talking about when I talked about AMS. Terrance Zdunich worked on The Devil's Carnival and Repo! The Genetic Opera and Saar Hendelman also worked on The Devil's Carnival, as well as Insidious!

#shut it void #friend talk

[nimbasa-hideaways]

(Ooc: I don’t know these characters and I don’t ship it, but might I ask what’s wrong with shipping them?)

[ooc: dj octavio and capn cuttlefish, from what i remember of the vast splatoon lore, used to be friends, but then the inklings and octarians ended up in war i think bc of octavio keeping a peace treaty with the salmonids (my memory is spotty at best, i remember the treaty being talked about but idk for certain if it's why) bc the inklings and salmonids werent on good terms (salmon run) and now octavio's seen as a big bad villain across inkopolis as he keeps stealing the zapfish to give his subjects a power source and inklings fucking hate on octarians like theyre humans during the 1980s]

[i wish this was a joke octarians were literally forced underground/into octo valley(canyon? i havent touched splat2 story mode in a while)]

[and now octavio has a grudge on cuttlefish and a vast majority of inklings]

[garb since you seem to know abt this maybe you can explain better while i do the lineart on this /nf]

#from the nimbasa subway control room

[weisserose-comic]

✨Meet The Characters - Weisse Rose ✨

Wasima Rahmani

Alongside Wolffe on his serial flirting, we have Wasima - the DJ, synths, sound effects and Diva of the band! If Diana is a daughter of Ares, Wasima is definitely a daughter of Aphrodite!

She is very openly lesbian and goes by Mata Hari when she's DJ-ing at underground clubs or LGBTQ+ parties.

Some character sheet things down below and then, some notes on her character down the cut, as always!

Age: Early 29

Height: 1.69 (5'5)

Astrological Sign: Aquarius (my woman is a REBEL)

Languages: Arabic, Spanish, English, French

Heavenly Virtue: Unwavering kindness - will give everything and everyone all the kindness she has in her heart; she sees vulnerability as a strength, not a weakness (so much to teach to all of them)

Hellish Sin: Puts on a Shallow Persona - inside, she isn't shallow at all and even hates it, but she thinks the more of a Diva she is, the more people will like her; it's all fake and she doesn't know how to do relationships as herself rather than ~Diva Mata Hari~

Current Occupation: DJ and Seamstress - usually for the underground scene (mostly goths) and Drag Queens

Taller than Diana, smaller than Marty no one is taller than Wolffe man is a street-lamp-post

Darker skin, beautiful glassy green eyes, heart shaped lips, natural dark hair

ALWAYS wearing makeup - be it extreme or lighter, but is NEVER seen without it

She doesn't think she needs it, she just likes it a LOT

Rebels against everything she was taught a "proper woman" should be: wears short skirts and revealing clothes, paints her very long nails, wears bright and feminine colors, cuts her hair how she feels like it, etc.

Wears her femininity as a weapon and loves it

Wasima and Diana connect over the fact on how they were taught inside religious visions of what women should be (Muslim and Catholic) and they rebelled on their own way

Wasima ended up hyper-feminine and glamorous while Diana ended up a tough androgynous goth/punk

Loves Santiago to death

Lesbian

Well-known DJ in the underground scene

A true Daughter of Aphrodite - hence why she and Diana see each other as good friends, sisters even. She has a lot to teach Diana on accepting love, femininity, fun and being flirty, while Diana teaches her a thing or two about standing up for herself and fistfighting

Had to leave her country because one of the many countless wars against Arab countries

Her parents sacrificed themselves to save her - she ended up in Spain, not knowing a single word

Taken in by one of her mother's friends who lived in Spain; got used to call her Aunt

Met Santiago in school when she was a teen refugee: they bonded over being bullied by who they are

Santi got her into DJ-ing and the LGBTQ+ scene

Learned to sew with her father - he was a tailor and she put everything he taught her into practice when making her own clothes and later for clients (mostly Drag Queens)

Dreams of having a fairy tale sort of relationship - with her being a princess and finding her she-knight in shining armor - but thinks no one will be able to truly love someone like her

I am aware her ~Arab background~ is very undefined, but it IS a choice. Weisse Rose isn't set on current times - it's sort of like in a near future. Maybe a parallel reality, if you're more comfortable with that. There are MANY wars against Arabic people and MANY refugees from MANY countries and backgrounds. I had MANY choices to work with and, in the end, I didn't want to choose one because I realized all information I have about their culture, countries, languages, religion, wars are biased - until I can't inform myself better, I don't want to make a caricature of a character.

At first, her character was the classic "Arab woman viciously mistreated by men because all Muslim/Arab men are aggressive misogynists" and I was able to see how wrong I was - how much of biased propaganda that was. It is a good plot if you don't generalize like we are made to: yes, some men are jerk misogynists, but some men are not - and race has nothing to do with that. And that's when I decided to make her story more on her having loving parents and good memories of her childhood/country until war broke it all. Even so, she found a good family with her Aunt in Spain - the prejudice against her origin/refugee status and being a lesbian is a bigger problem to her.

We can leave the abusive parents issues to Wolffe - he will have a lot to unpack and deal with; plus, parents all over the world can be jerks to their kids. It's not a race problem, it's a people problem.

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Title: Oxymoron [6head_slug Remix] Artist: Cement Tea Label: "No sleep till bedtime..."⁣⁣⁣⁣ Format: Digital Release: Dec 24th 2023

Track list:
 01] Oxymoron [6head_slug Remix]

Link: https://nosleeptillbedtime.bandcamp.com/track/oxymoron-6head-slug-remix

Last year Brazilian artist Cement Tea dropped a massive remix project on us all, which featured a host of talented artists from around the world: https://nosleeptillbedtime.bandcamp.com/album/oxymoron-remixes

We had hoped to be a part of this compilation, but as usual. Life got in the way ⁣⁣#fuckbread

So as the time passed, a lot of unfinished and abandoned projects started to pile up, and have sat here on our computer. And unfortunately, not much has changed…

In recent times I had revisited the remix, and there were actually three different working versions at one stage. I couldn’t decide which one to invest in. And again, time got away on us…

Until today.

Today I decided to say fuck it, just do it!

I hate the idea of content for contents sake. Where everything has become so disposable, or only used as a means of achieving some sort of short term relevance or attention. I‘m never satisfied with anything that I make either way, even those tracks in the past I did that may have been well received.

So ultimately, who am I to judge?

I still have so much music and art to share with you all. Things that I’d even go as far as to say I actually like... lol

But without allowing these things an opportunity to be heard and seen, what good is it all sitting here on my old hard drive?

Thank you Guilherme for the opportunity to remix one of your productions, to be able to share your music with everyone over the years, and for your patience 🙏🏻

To everyone else, thank you for the continued support 🍻

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11.8.23 Wednesday

1:39 am

Whew... I feel bitter... I feel fat and ugly and wrinkled...

2:25 am

Resting then will shower...

I accidentally saw this on youtube of course... It is just weird... I sense something a force from a girl which scares me so much...

This version... It makes my heart cry...

This one I also want but whew....Argh....I need money and job...

2:59 am

I really like Borgy that body and his pouting cute lips...

4:12 am

I still have windblow...Done,showering can't sleep... Still, thinking of money and job and I wanna get progress... I feel defeated for 16 years.

I lost attention in a way coz one main factor my biological mother is fake... Can't even see my old fucking friends.... I lost friends and life. I don't like anybody here anymore in Cavite since that bullshit thingy happened to me when that dread-locks guy or Miles stabbed me to death...

Still, I want to transfer in ilocos coz it is my pride... They smash me here since 2007! I really wanna see sand-dunes in ilocos and some plastics rocks and pebbles....

I have a question here? Am I tomboy? Nope! I'm bisexual but it is difficult for me to like a girl.

Lesbian-- they are difficult to get, they don't trust new women right away! They are competitive! We are careful...

I wanna leave this place...

9:23 am

I have windblow... Uncle DD suddenly called while my senses is half-awake and asleep and I think I was dreaming of Borgy that my soul is flying with him... Oh! Flesh craving... 16 years without SEX... My mental room in my head are so many thoughts...

Uncle DD said tomorrow they will go here to fix something their new house and bring food and share whatever pay bills... I hope I can ask for money coz I need money, I don't have a job I feel frustrated... I need to get a job,in a lil while...

Yeah... Yeah... I had have sexual craving... The body and face and lips of Borgy is appearing in my dream... Whenever my soul flies I suddenly feel the slimy thing down there... It is my chemical, angels... I feel the frustration and madness within me...

You appear in my dream this morning that pouting lips is somewhere down the hill... It is so weird this am... But it is something good and give a peace in me... Something I want and I miss... Something that makes me feel loved....

Subconscious is on Borgy?or windblow cryptic??? or windblow mental motivation???

So, weird but it is good in my dream... Anyways, I wanna leave Cavite 16 years is too much....Too much for making me nothing and not happy... In my dream I want you Borgy, all of your whatever slimy thing you have...

9:47 am

Give me some peace of mind ... You are in my dream Borgy, frustration... My chemical frustration on YOU.

10:42 am

Whew! Force... Energy... Ignition... Fire...LOVE!

10:58 am

3:35 pm

Why those fucking INC and DJ' s are organized on their sex society organization on Eagle FM , here in Cavite and they planned to rule the world...

I'm so fucking jealous of their SEX since 2007... I don't like them here in Cavite!

I want Borgy to give this kind of "Till Murder Do Us part" theme here in Cavite...

I want some blood here in Cavite...

8:19 pm

I still have windblow... I feel fat,ugly and wrinkled....

As always -- I FEEL JEALOUS ON THINGS THAT I DON'T KNOW...

I feel intimidated on things behind me that I feel or sense an unfairness....

I feel self-pity for being flatten this way and aging for nothing. Thinking of money and my job and I really wanna remove "the deep smile lines" that I have... I hate that I can't do tambay2x even ìn starbucks or hang-out in STARBUCKS. I feel hurt... I'm out of fundings... I need money and job angels...

I'm so decided to transfer in ilocos, I wanna dance on sand-dunes though there are some plastics rocks and pebbles.

I wanna transfer in ilocos, I wanna have a peace of mind... It will be my decision until the end, or until my last breath here though in reality in God's name, it is unfair to die this way literally to be put on 6 feet underground. They just killed me without allowing me to fight fairly.

I feel bitter and I wanna get Borgy I really have mental hunger on him... I have windblow.. I wanna see Borgy's penis! I WANNA SEE BORGY'S PENIS! I really wanna touch that Penis!

11:05 pm

It is 8th today,in a lil while it will pass US by... I still adore YOU Borgy...

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