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#spring bc autumn is just sad and means the end of summer
toolazytodecide · 1 year
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This or that game tagged by @daydreamingandprocrastination
painting or photography // dusk or dawn// spring or autumn // movies or tv shows // chocolate or nutella // audiobooks or podcasts // card games or board games // fiction or nonfiction // cookies or brownies // dragons or unicorns // bath or shower // blue or yellow // rollercoasters or bumper cars // iced tea or hot tea // left side of bed or right side of bed  // zip-up hoodie or pullover hoodie // straight hair or curly hair// gummy worms or gummy bears // rain or snow // sneakers or flip-flops // bowling or mini-golf // pasta or pizza
#Tag game#See the point is to be precise but i feel like explaining every answer#painting bc im an artist#dusk reminds me of my friend who really likes taking photos of sunsets#spring bc autumn is just sad and means the end of summer#also spring means the year is ending#here anyway#card games vs board games was the most difficult one but i feel like board games take a while wheras i play a lot of card games at work#and have a lot of fond memories of playing scum and uno with the kids#loving fiction is the foundation of my personality#my families go to recipe is brownies and we have a killer recipe#i like drawing unicorns for the kids but they are just horses with a horn#i cant be in a bath for more than ten minutes without getting dizzy#i didn't realize this wasnt normal and thought everyone just did it to kinda get high like i do sometimes#turns out i have low bloodpressure whoops#i picked right bc thats where i am rn but its more the edge i prefer#i dont love hoodies tbh#I have straight hair but i love curly hair#Sour gummy worms are the best candy#RAINNN#It's flooding here and im trying not to enjoy the sound of the storms too much bc people are like in crisis#not my city but nearby#i prefer boots and sandals but flip flops are useless shoes#just be barefoot#eh ive been bowling more recently but i like to use my walking stick as a golf club sometimes#most pizza is disapointing wheras idk where id be without pasta#theres this one pizza place tho in my hometown that is better than any pasta ive ever had#OH i forgot to explain a couple#im allergic to hazelnuts so nutella can suck my dick#also choc is my favourite thing
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batfoonery · 3 years
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No Matter the Weather....
Doing this on my phone whilst my chrome book gets repaired..... fingers crossed the formatting isn’t too funky!
Anywho. Here’s my thoughts on the Batfam’s weather preferences. Stupid? Possibly. But we all have them.
Bruce
Likes clear nights. Easier to patrol, bc visibility.
Wont admit it, but prefers spring nights. Not too cold, but cool enough that he isn’t overheating in his armor. And the few trees in Gotham don’t trigger his allergies until autumn so....
Abhors smoggy/foggy nights because Trauma. He is always extra vigilant on nights with lower visibility—refuses to let his Robin (whichever one it may be, even if he’s on patrol with a no-longer-Robin like Steph or Tim) go more than an arm’s length away. Everyone is irritable by the end of patrol because of it.
Dick
Also prefers spring nights, but of the lightly misty variety. Not full on rain, and he’d rather not patrol in the mist (the dampness brings oil to the surface of cements and pavements, and makes it tricky to get a good grip, making it a dangerous patrol).
Likes it best in evenings or early mornings, when the sun would be hazy anyways. It reminds him of being a kid, when they’d had a few high altitude venues and he’d wake up, walk out of the trailer into a literal cloud.
Not fond of thunderstorms. As a kid they wouldn’t ever perform in storms, because they risked the poles being struck by lightning. He’s still wary of it as an adult, because it was one of those safety rules drilled into him so heavily (childhood swim team people—you know what I mean?). Has adjusted his patrol routes so that he has a safer route on storm nights—he goes by the streets rather than rooftops those nights.
Jason
Likes storms—they provide good cover and all that. But also, there’s something innately soothing about the storms outside reflecting the general chaos of his mind/emotions. Likes to sit and just. Watch.
Probably a summer child. Likes the way that sitting in front of a window lets the sun seep into his bones and soothe old aches.
Not fond of the muggy weather before or after a storm. The humidity messes with his hair and his helmets get all sweaty, which is really really gross tbh.
Cass
Likes crisp, clear autumn nights. She doesn’t seem to have any allergens in Gotham, so she enjoys the full benefits of autumn.
Gotham has a few autumn celebrations and street festivals, so clear nights filled with the lights and smells of fried festival foods bring her joy. Watching from the shadows as kids shriek on the tilt-a-whirl and parents take pictures and eat funnel cake... everyone knows Black Bat is watching their backs. Batman is scary, but Black Bat is a nightmare when crossed, so major villains steer clear of these smaller festivities, and the rogues that do intrude quickly learn why it is a bad idea.
Doesn’t like snow. It makes her joints stiff.
Tim
Winter baby. He’s allergic to everything, so in winter when everything is dead or sleeping and he doesn’t have to worry about his eyes itching while on patrol he’s happiest to be on patrol.
Likes snowy nights. When it’s dead outside, everyone tucked away unwilling to embrace the cold. If things time out just right, in the wee hours of the morning Gotham looks like something out of a fairy tale, snow undisturbed and air quiet. He’s gotten some of the best shots of the city at these times and looking at them makes him nostalgic.
Doesn’t like sunny summer days. He thinks he’s melting in his suit, and there’s always something making him sneeze. Probably has to carry around a parasol.
Steph
Likes winter nights too. Likes the clear nights when the air just feels clean (even if all the pollution means it isn’t ever clean anymore). It feels like she could be anyone on these kinds of nights—go anywhere and start over, be someone new. But then morning comes and she remembers that she doesn’t know how to be anyone else, deep down.
Not crazy about spring. It’s a different muggy than summer, and all the bugs come out.
Hates fog. Scary things lurk in the thick mist, and B gets even more annoying and controlling than usual. They aren’t allowed to patrol together on foggy nights anymore, as per Alfred.
Duke
Likes early late spring/early summer mornings. The air is still cool and crisp, and the morning dew clings to the grass as he heads out for patrol. There’s no worry about overheating and the world is still sleepy and silent enough for him to have space to think.
Probably lowkey terrified of hurricanes. Has a stockpile in the house specifically built up for hurricane season. Every year it is dutifully checked and batteries refreshed etc etc. Gotham doesn’t get them often, but it still haunts him.
If one does hit, all the kids stay in from patrol (and Bruce too, if he isn’t away on JLA business) and they let him herd them into his designated safe room and they ride it out together. They don’t get much flooding because of where the manor is situated, but sometimes Batcow’s pen gets a bit soggy.
Damian
Likes misty weather, especially in the fall or spring. Weather is nicest then anyways, and he likes the way that the city looks when it is overcast out. The lights seem brighter and the shadows darker and the buildings both stand out and blend into the sky..... a place full of adventure. A siren song for a little boy.
Hates hail with a burning passion. Hadn’t experienced it much before moving to Gotham. It makes no sense! Ice from the sky?! In summer spring and fall but NOT winter?! He knows the science of it but it’s still annoying as heck and he hates it.
Clear nights make him sad. It’s one thing when he’s out in the Midwest with Jon, and the corn fields stretch out for forever and they can spend the evening pointing out stars and he can recall all the stories about them from his childhood (secret whispers, his mother’s voice hushed so no one else would hear as she told him about sailors and heroes and gods, whispered promises about how he would be the greatest among them someday.....). But in Gotham, there are no stars even when the sky is completely cloud-free. There is too much light pollution and it makes his heart heavy.
Babs
Likes when it just starts to snow. She’s got all these cozy afghans all over the clock tower, and it’s kind of nice to curl up with one and a mug of coffee or cocoa in the windows and just watch the little flurries flutter down.
Rain is the same, she likes watching the drops race down her windows, leaving little paths behind.
Probably doesn’t have a season or type of weather she doesn’t like. She just prefers ones that give her an excuse to get cozy at home. And ones that provide white noise that help her sleep.
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chunhua-s · 3 years
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congrats on your milestone event!!! id like to request for kita soulmate!au with angst to fluff genre 👉👈 yknow sumn rejection shit bcs im hopeless like that wehee once again congrats! and i love your writing style :3
anon you’re gonna make me cry 🥺 seriously i’m happy you enjoy my writing and that you think my style’s okay! most of the time i go off of what kind of feelings i get when i’m writing or the imagery that comes up in my head and i’m never sure that it translates well enough for you guys to feel or see the same thing. hopefully as i keep writing then i’ll be able to show you guys what’s on my mind better when i’m writing! thank you again for requesting — seriously, it means a lot! and like always, you guys, don’t be afraid to come and talk to me on and off anon! your interactions mean a lot, especially for content creators! we love hearing what you all think, what you like/dislike about our work, what you think of certain characters — absolutely anything! come and talk with us more whenever you can 💕
writing for kita feels calming somehow. normally the things that come up in my chest or my mind when i write gets nearly overwhelming if that makes sense? like i’ll have to pause and remind myself to breathe because it takes up so much of my attention that i kinda get lost, but with kita, it feels more flowey to me. it’s not demanding but more like a gentle coaxing kind of thing or like looking at the surface of a calm river. i was initially scared to write for him because i was worried i wouldn’t get him right, but i feel satisfied with how this turned out, i think. i hope you guys will find it as calming as i found it too! it might not be exactly what you wanted, but because i had already written the rejection of a person for atsumu’s soulmate oneshot, i wanted to play around with kita’s character and make it instead the rejection of a concept/idea? which would indirectly lead to him... you know, rejecting his soulmate initially, but— ahhhhhh it might make sense to just read it!! these rambles keep getting longer and longer :v i’m sorry for that!! please go ahead and read and tell me what you think in the end! 💕
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NOTNING MORE THAN HUMAN ➽ KITA SHINSUKE x READER
genre: angst to fluff
au: soulmate
warnings: none
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shinsuke kita is human.
and of course, that much is obvious. he isn’t a machine that’s incapable of feelings and emotions, whose heart is unfamiliar with melodies of an overwhelming joy, or the quiet hymns of deep rooted sadness. his skin still burns under righteous fury and anger, his tongue still weighs heavy under hesitance and silent worries. at the end of every long day, he’s still human.
it’s because he’s human that the words on his collarbone feel so heavy, as if they might cave into the bone and destroy him under their weight. it’s because he’s human that the sight of black markings in the mirror clouds his mind with a new kind of fear and worry. shinsuke kita is human, but he’s long since taught himself how to abandon anxiety and nervousness. he surrounds himself in familiar routines that calm the turbulent voices of doubt, he builds habits that ground him to the earth lest he should be swept away by the current. shinsuke has taught himself not to be afraid for the things that will happen everyday, but meeting his soulmate isn’t one of those things he can prepare for.
it’s a strange concept, he considers to himself. shinsuke doesn’t believe in words like fate or destiny, doesn’t care for the higher powers that should judge his actions. as far as he’s concerned, his own will is what dictates where his life goes — he’s in control, and that’s how it’s always been for him. let the gods watch, if they must, but he’s already decided that he’ll live by what is right, and he wouldn’t dare falter in the face of it. and yet — and it’s such a strange thing for him to do so — he pauses under the notion of a soulmate, of a destined partner who’s supposedly bound to him for as long as he should live. at first, he hadn’t given the idea much thought; it wouldn’t serve any purpose to worry about something that would happen whether or not he wants it, he decided. the truth of it is inevitable, just as the leaves must fall in autumn and the earth should be buried under clouds of white in winter. shinsuke is human — what more can he do but to accept it?
the black words that spread across his skin like droplets of ink became the bitter seeds of doubt that he hadn’t felt in a long time. it’s raining a lot today, isn’t it? the sentence by itself is so bland, like something maybe aran or anyone else might say to him in passing, and at first, it didn’t shake him too much, until he was caught one day under a sudden summer storm. seventeen year old kita somehow found himself stranded beneath a small shelter, where the wooden covering could protect him more than his umbrella until the rain passed. it was nearly unconscious, but he somehow found himself on edge, his breath faltered with the harsh pitter patter of rainfall that tumbled from green leaves and tore ripples from the surface of the lake. shinsuke kita found himself with a stomach full of butterflies and a thundering heartbeat that stole him away from solace and calm, cast the peace that he would so often carry with him away and left him stranded among chopping waves. every trembling breath he took stung on cold air and left him with a burning feeling on his lungs. it’s unfamiliar in its presence and shakes him to his core, but shinsuke kita is reminded of his own humanity when he realizes that what he feels, is anticipation and nervousness.
and it’s an odd thing. as he becomes aware of it, he finds himself twisting his fingers together during spring time; he worries his bottom lip between his teeth during unexpected showers. he feels like a child who stands in line to ride a roller coaster for the first time in his life — wide-eyed and drowning in the millions of feelings that race throughout his body. the feeling itself is nothing new, though it’s unfamiliar and intense in its ferocity and demand, seizes his heart and squeezes so tightly that whenever it rains, he’s left breathless.
it’s almost enough to drive him mad.
his very foundation seems to fall apart with the thunder that rolls across grey skies. for every drop of rain that hits the pavement, he finds himself a jittery mess as his heartbeat tears through his chest. the man who taught himself to abandon his fears reverts into the young boy who watched out for god, for the higher beings who watched his every move. and the thought that comes with every brilliant bolt of lightning burns him just as hotly, invasive and demanding when it flashes through his mind on a single, low whisper:
will you be happy?
shinsuke kita is human. he learns as he sees and lives as he’s learned, and what he saw growing up was that soulmates were bounded together till death do them part. a connection that’s set deep in stone, never to be erased by unforgiving weather and to persevere during the cruelest of storms. it’s an inevitable reality that the gods designed, so that mortals like himself should dance on stage and tell them a story. but shinsuke knows that not all these stories have a happy ending.
there are plays that end in tragedy and loss, those that only knew memories of pain and sang with death’s violin. man becomes the actor to a play that he has no choice in and dances on the puppet master’s strings, he surrenders control and gives himself up to the music, and he has no way of knowing the end of it until the curtains should fall. shinsuke has never been one to lay down his will, and yet, as winter melts once more into gray rain clouds and scattered showers, he’s reminded of his mortality, of the fate that’s been sealed away in the falling of rain. shinsuke kita is human, and so he must, like all men do, bend to fate’s will and never utter a word against her.
and for a long time, the sentiment caused him to completely reject the idea of a soulmate.
that feeling of helplessness that would wash over him with the rain turned into a bitterness that crushed his lungs between tightened fist. the acceptance of an inevitable waltz — whether it be to eternal happiness or to a cruel melody — turned into rebellious loathing that spat in the face of destiny. it’s entirely childish in its tale, like a toddler throwing a tantrum because he doesn’t want to give up his precious toy. that toy is his control, the power he had to live his life by his truth, not by that of a higher being. he’s human, after all, and humans are selfish and resentful by nature.
he finds himself with a heavy chest today, as well, as he waits for the pouring rain to subside. the small shelter in the middle of the garden park is familiar, and carries with it the memories of his epiphany, the one that created thunder storms in his once tranquil heart, and for that, he hates this place. the sound of the rain hitting the roof is like nails scratching against the chalkboard; the sound of droplets hitting the lake like an annoying whining that he can’t get out of his head. shinsuke curses this little pocket away from the world with all the childish anger in the world — let it be damned that doing so wouldn’t change anything. for once, he let himself go on a petty grudge against the universe, and against that looming stage and its heavy curtains.
it’s nearly faint, but he picks up on the patter-patter of footfalls that quickly approach him, and he turns bronze coloured eyes to find your rain-drenched figure running for shelter under the little gazebo. you’re out of breath by the time you make it underneath, letting out an exhausted and frustrated sigh as you press your hands to your knees, and shinsuke finds himself sympathizing with the way you bitterly push your hair from your face. you’re an ordinary office worker, from what he can see; you’ve hidden what looks to be a messenger back beneath your coat, leaving you to tremble in a thin button-up. this day’s downpour had been sudden, unexpected as spring would soon surrender to the approaching summer, and he imagines that he would have been in a similar position as yourself had he not packed his umbrella beforehand.
a silence settles over the both of you that’s only broken by the heavy rain, but the presence of it is so soothing that shinsuke finds himself breathing on a lighter air. suddenly the smell of petrichor turns sweeter, the melody of raindrops melting into a distant lullaby, and for the first time, shinsuke feels his heart melt under an indescribable sense of warmth despite the weather. and when your eyes turn to find his, a helpless grin on your lips, he feels that warmth explode under summer fireworks and coarse throhgh his veins like liquid lightning.
“it’s raining a lot today, isn’t it?”
for the second time in his life, shinsuke has an epiphany under the shelter in the garden.
he feels every bit of resentment vanish on a sudden gust of wind, one that sends raindrops splashing against his skin, but he doesn’t seem to notice. not when grey clouds suddenly reveal to him pillars of sunlight that embrace your figure and makes you glow against a background of green leaves. the rain turns into something sweet and enticing, and it suddenly gives shinsuke this unexplainable urge to grab your hand and dance with you underneath the pouring showers, where he can hear your voice ring out on chimes of laughter and innocent bliss. in mere seconds, he manages to let go of the dark clouds that he’d unintentionally harboured on his chest, he let them burst with the weight of anger and childish fury so that they would hit the earth on giant droplets of rain.
shinsuke kita is human — he’s imperfect, mortal. he feels and he thinks and he speaks what’s on his mind. he can hate, and he can love: he can make that decision on whether or not to hold useless grudges and to curse a destiny he can’t change, or to welcome that inevitability with the willingness to learn and grow.
today, as he stands beneath a wooden shelter, hiding from the heavy rains, he decides to stretch his hand out and let the water hit his skin.
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icharchivist · 3 years
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cries think I made my ask too long so like half of it got deleted bc I typed it right into the askbox. anyways. I come bearing a3 thoughts! at first i was gonna watch the spring/summer and autumn/winter ones and then give my thoughts on both but. turns out i had too many thoughts lol? which i shouldve expected but i actually kind of... got bored by the first two chapters of this event! so i skipped and went to the stranger. and then went back. (1/?)
and then i got to like "tsuzuru and kazunari are having a fight?" and jumped on that like a starving wolf bc helllll yeah! i rly adored kazunari in sardine search, i think he was great! hes just so nice and has good vibes. he and taichi are kind of similar i feel? but i think their respective ages contribute to a lot of difference in their characters. why does it feel like this askbox limit personally wants me dead. (2/?)
anyways! i rly enjoyed the improv scene devolving to a real fight. admittedly i was kinda surprised that the content of that improv wasnt rly too similar to their actual fight? like normally a3 has the story of the play run parallel to like the actual real character drama so i thought the improv might function as the play in this event... it was still good tho. the scene i mean. (3/?)
also i rly liked tenma ragging on them afterwards. like he was mean but. first i adore tenma. second he just felt like. a different meddling type to muku lol? like the vibes he gave me were always like... im going to be a considerate leader and watch out for the ppl under me! therefore im gonna make sure theyre doing fine! aggressively. i think tenmas also just like a friendly person who likes to take care of others in general? like im not saying hes omi or anything but just like. (4/?)
that time he offers his car ride to juza so they can go to school together like hes surprisingly open compared to his initial prickliness. also ive got thoughts abt the tenma juza SSR conversation thing i read. one day ill make a tenma and juza fic and complete a trifecta haha... but thats something for another day! back to the actual story. the way tsuzuru dives right in after kazunari! that was so nice. like its easy to see how much they care abt each other. (5/?)
to the point where like even while theyre fighting theyre like angry but still like fairly quiet bc i think theyre both at least trying to be considerate of each other. ah the moment kazunari didnt respond to tsuzuru trying to talk to him i KNEW he was sick tho. felt proud of myself for calling that one but also the reason i knew is bc i have used the "character being sick during an argument causing them both to make up with each other" trope myself before so uh. like recognizes like haha. (6/?)
anyways the cg there was fuckin beautiful like kazunari looks so sad in the middle bit but then u see his shy smile? like hes sick but hes also like. happy to be there. idk. lovely. i adore kazu i think hes just deeply sweet to other people. tsuzuru telling him "you make everyone around you feel as bright and cheery as the things you design” is so wonderful too (7/?)
now im thinking. ah tsuzuru probably feels quite drained after a script and such (i know i am when i finish any piece--its like the emotions just rush out of me) so i like to think that like yknow. kazunari dropping by his room or whatever helps him set himself back to normal! but also when tsuzurus like oh u left ur magazines here! i suddenly remembered. wait shit kazunari and tsuzuru arent even roommates. wonder how much they bother masumi lmaooo. anyways overall very good story! (8/?)
some more thoughts: itaru and citron were so cute in this event! just like. citron saying itaru winking makes his heart skip a beat and itaru quoting citrons wrong sayings (which. i am also guilty of today i told my brother "we'll jump that bridge when we cross it" so) also i love how yuki is like "thank god i wasnt partnered with that hack" but like. yuki. u could literally just not talk about him. like its so funny to me yuki is like wow i hate tenma but he wont shut up abt him haha (9/?)
i also was a lil taken aback at hearing itaru go "for the lulz" tbh... like it fits him. but im mad it fits him? anywaysss thats all i had for this one! im gonna watch autumn/winter and go say my thoughts on that soon. sorry the ask was so broken up, idk what happened!
OLA FRIEND! Glad to see your thoughts again omg :3c
tho omg the fact tumblr deleted it all + the ask limit was all so evil D: poor friend.
I'm putting my answer under a read more because. Well. *waves hand* it got long.
The non-play events can be perhaps a little harder to get into because unlike the plays events that you start with a clear idea of at least the main plot (re: "they are preparing a play, i know the leads so i know who it will focus on"), non-plays events take a little longer to first set up what event they're participating in, how to prepare for it, and then bring up the conflict and which characters are going to have something to do with said conflict. So i can understand that they're a little harder to get into when we know the plays awaits.
On top of that, the first few events still were a bit tame because since it was early when the app released, i think they didn't go too heavy at once in case some people were still stuck on earlier chapters (esp since especially Winter is hard to unlock)
ANYWAY glad that it sucked you in on the second read :3c
So glad you were invested in that conflict!
Totally agreeing with you about Kazunari, and very good point about Taichi as well! they aren't the Puppy Pair for nothing :'D (Yuki took one look at both of them together and just Knew. His suffering knows no end (lovingly)). But yeah i think they have a lot in common, they both are the really bright and friendly figure, both also started in overcompensating a bit because both wanted to be popular in some ways.
But we do have, on one hand, Kazunari who wanted that rather late in his life while Taichi always thrived for that, the fact Kazunari made friends easily and it's just that he was scared of getting to the next level, while Taichi always struggled with this quest for popularity. In a way too both of them were at least scared to share a part of them, Kazunari worrying to show his thoughts, and Taichi being a spy and all of that... which impacts them really differently considering the guilt it puts on Taichi. And then you add their age into the mix, especially the fact Kazu is the oldest of his troupe and Taichi the youngest of his, it makes them fairly similar all while being fairly different.
both are so interesting to me and i love them bothhh, so it's always nice to see them have focus.
admittedly i was kinda surprised that the content of that improv wasnt rly too similar to their actual fight? like normally a3 has the story of the play run parallel to like the actual real character drama so i thought the improv might function as the play in this event
i love how you are seeing the patterns a3 tends to do it's so neat!
It's true the fight isn't really similar to their actual fight, though i do love that they had "swapped" their personality for the act and ended up insulting each other for theirr swapped personality. Like, Kazunari insulted part of himself in Tsuzuru's character and Tsuzuru did the same?? and then the fight escalated and the way Kazunari broke character hurts bc it's really that Tsuzuru hit where it hurts. But yeah it still wasn't too relevent to their actual fight, though i think the thing is that their fight was as such mostly because they tend to clash often due to their personalities rather than just this singular reason why, so to have the play go more "it's their personalities the problem" kinda hurt lol. But yeah still agreed that it didn't reflect much on the plot itself
I was rereading the improv bit to answer correctly and man since we're going to talk about Tenma next, i just. Love that when Kazunari, breaking character, his eyes sad, tells Tsuzuru "you have no rights talking to me like that..." it then cuts on Tenma being upset. Bc like. Exactly like you say, he wants to look out for the people under him. and like. Kazunari is his friend. A friend he also snapped at once and insulted for being who he was, so he probably could have relived a bit of his fight with Kazunari seeing those two fights; Except that now Kazunari is one of his closest friend and he doesn't like that.
Also like. It was also because he could still hide under the plot of the improv but it's so rare, and it never happened before that point, that Kazunari stands for himself in a "the way you treat me is unfair"? Like again re: his fight with Tenma, when Tenma snapped at him, while Tenma was unfair with him, Kazunari took the blame, called himself annoying and all yaknow?
The fact Kazunari is starting to accept that he can take more place for himself is something the whole Summer Troupe have been trying to help him work on, but especially Tenma. Tenma is always there trying to push Kazunari to say what he means, to express his feelings, to stop hiding.
And for once, Kazunari does that in front of everyone... and it's because he's breaking because of his fight with Tsuzuru.
I think Tenma probably felt it was even more of a reason to get involved like, this is the thing he's been working on with Kazunari about, and now he's being all hurt about it, not on Tenma's watch!
And i totally agree with your take on Tenma! (and would LOVE to read the Tenma and Juza fic once you get to it :3c). I think, Tenma is really caring and is trying to take a place as a caretaker and all, but unlike Omi, he has absolutely no reference for it.
Omi is the eldest of multiple brothers and everything indicates his parents have always been lovely to him. Add to it how he ended up leader of a delinquent crew he was clearly looking after, Omi has a history of taking care of people, of nurturing them, and he knows what he's doing. Meanwhile Tenma grew up on TV sets, mostly surrounded by adults and not by people his age, mostly getting advice from being ordered around by directors i think. And his parents are distant, hyperfocused on their job, not really nursing with him. So Tenma meanwhile really didn't have a family emotional support and was in situation where he couldn't befriend other kids his age. His only reference was probably Igawa (his agent) and i think for a long time he didn't exactly see it, and Igawa remained mostly professional so there was probably the idea of it not being sincere? That Tenma had to grow out of.
So like, they're both extremely nurturing and caring, but my point is that Omi has experiences in it and is at ease with it, while Tenma has been so alone and in places were he had no support system that even if he wants to support others, he still struggles with how to do it because he has no set exemple. And that's his development in the main story arc, to learn from how Izumi shows she cares in order to care back at them all.
Like i mean the way Tenma yelled at them about their mistakes at first feel like he would have picked it up from some directors on TV set yaknow? Probably hearing them say that with no consequences on others actors, seeing it worked, didn't think "that's an abuse of power and the actors probably all think badly of their director for that" but "wow that works", tried it on his troupesmates and realized this is... not how that works. And it's spending time watching how Izumi encourages them that have him fix his way to approach it.
So yeah i got lost too into it but like. I feel you on Tenma i love him so much and i love his development so to see him get pissed and involved there? was really nice. even if he was aggressive about it. He's still learning.
ANYWAY back to Tsuzuru and Kazunari, totally agree with what you say next. They still care a lot about each other and yeah they're at a point where this consideration they have for each other make their anger more quiet than trying to attack one another (Banri could NEVER-). so yeah totally agree with you!
DLKFJDLKF i LOVE the reasoning on "recognizing that Kazunari was sick". Your writer's powers making you see through... *coughs* unlike Tsuzuru....
AND YEAH ALL YOU SAY ABOUT THE CG.. YEAH. Kinda crying thinking about it again now LDKJFLKDJF It's just. Everything about it is so soft and tender. The things Tsuzuru tells Kazunari are soo so sweet sobs. They're just adorable i love those kids. and also i feel you for Kazu he's just that great huh?
The whole set up about Kazu dropping by his room is so so cute! I love it! Like probably the very first time Tsuzuru braces himself because "oh no i'm not in the mood to stand mister hyperenergy himself" but Kazunari quickly adjust his energy so that Tsuzuru can just recharge without being overwhelmed. Yes it would drive Masumi completely nuts. Which i think is a plus for Tsuzuru like, hey, if Masumi gets annoyed once in a while it's a win. But yeah also i think that Tsuzuru and Kazunari should really have the Artistic Soldiarity of Students in Art school Probably Working Until Very Late To Complete Their Projects. Would love if at the end Tsuzuru gave it back yaknow?
but yeah their story was really nice i'm so glad you liked it! :D
oh god yeah Itaru and Citron were SO cute in it too, i also love the comments Citron makes about Itaru's winks. Just there flirting in front of everyone like those two embarrassing friends huh. (probably with Muku being all starry eyes considering he greatly admires both Itaru and Citron and, well, Romance.). And yeah i love how Itaru ends up so much into Citron's rhythm (and this idiom you said? is glorious actually, 10 points for you)
DLKFJDLKF what a call out toward Yuki. "yes i hate Tenma,no i won't shut up about him, also if YOU say you hate Tenma i'm going to stab you with my needles, have a nice fucking day.". I love their dynamics so much aha
And yeah Itaru is there cursing us the whole time with the fact he's the greatest nerd ever and it fits him perfectly. It makes me laugh so hard.
Thank you so much for having shared your thoughts there! it's always a blast to read through them and i dearly enjoyed it! (+ it makes me relive the event a little and it makes me soft!)
I'm so glad you enjoyed it! So glad you had so many thoughts about all of this, what a blast.
thank you for sharing, and looking forward the Autumn/Winter reactions :3c
Take care!
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A3! ACT 3 EPISODE 9 FULL SUMMARY SPOILER !
As title said, don’t bother to read or click “keep reading” below if you don’t wanna get spoil
Note for new characters :
*Shifuto : Azami’s childhood friend, same year as Azami (15) and coincidentally do part time job with Kumon. GODZA took him around ACT 2 Autumn. Had tense with Azami because Azami started acting even hired in Mankai Co eventhough he doesn’t serious about it. ref : Graduation event story
*Madoka : Misumi youngest brother ref Summer Third Play, he’s really similar to Misumi but cooler type (19) (tbh I shocked since Shifuto looks older) *Kusumi : Misumi & Madoka’s father, GODZA scriptwriter
*Kasumi Hinamori : Spring Troupe OG leader (before) “Spotlight” head director (now), Yuzo’s childhood friend
*Hiro Hyuga : Summer Troupe OG leader (before) drama actor (now) 
*Zen Kuryu : Autumn Troupe OG leader (before) restaurant owner (now)
*Syu Otomiya : Winter Troupe OG leader (before) theater member (now), Reni’s childhood friend
- The story started after latest event graduation timeline so Omi started working, Azami entered same school as Kumon, Taichi & Tenma enrolled in Yosei university, Masumi enrolled in same university as Madoka (TsumugiTasuku alumnus), Kumon and Shifuto had same part time workplace PS : So yeah graduation event story pretty vital for ACT 3
- Prologue about Reni explained again in "portrait” ways until YukioReni parted ways (Reni already build GODZA and Yukio’s disappearing). Even after read prologue, better read again since some part are different than we thought plus it ended only until Yukio disappearing while Reni’s notes until Reni meets Yukio again. (so yeah, to be continued in EP 10)
- Timeact without any bet (ref : winter ACT 1) and Reni request Tsumugi personally for special actor to participate (that’s why he become lead actor).  Since it’s all about personal problem with Reni, Tasuku Guy and Taichi fired up for settle score to him and in the end of chapter 10 Director agreed to participate with devil as theme, as for reasons it’s all about Reni personal sentimental about elegant & talent in acting (in short it’s all about Yukio)
- More than half of cast has some ties to Reni (Tsumugi, Tasuku, Taichi and Guy) while Azami to Shifuto (Shifuto become GODZA lead actor in this timeact) and for Omi about keep supporting Taichi around in ACT 1 Autumn
- Shifuto Azami problem ! As someone entered same school as Azami and same part time work with Shifuto, Kumon became their mediator ! (the only person from Summer troupe who do something visible enough in this story lol).
- Madoka and Masumi meet in their university ! Seems Masumi never know Misumi have brother (I don’t read JPN event story), so he confirmed it directly to Misumi after talked a bit to Madoka. Then we had Madoka inner thought like his father’s writing slump so he’s the one write GODZA’s play then reminded again that he’s a bit jealous to Misumi since Hakkaku had his attention more to Misumi than him.
- Reni plan on raising Shifuto to be second Yukio ! Not like Reni said it directly but it’s truth Reni took a liking on Shifuto and he even saying about Shifuto remind him to someone and made Shifuto do something Yukio was (act alone in center of stage) 
- Shifuto Haruto Madoka time ! Added the good part of this story, since these three really balancing each others (ShifutoHarutoMadoka more like CitronTsuzuruMasumi so yeah Haruto really had hard time) Additional comment : Shifuto Haruto Madoka are 15 25 19  year old in sequence.
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So you’re gonna say those 15 19 25 year old ! You’re joking, it’s more like 25 15 19 to me (lol)
- Kusumi has his writing slump so he asked “someone” to aid him by stealing Tsuzuru script while using for “Spotlight” interview as cover. Shifuto know about plagirism from Azami the days before timeact and asked Reni to change the script but rejected bc it’s impossible to prepare all from scratch. But Haruto acted fast included to use Madoka’s script as play. The script is about Madoka personal life (his relationships with Misumi) so it can be act with just two person.
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- Day of Timeact “someone” using thugs to prevent TsumugiTaichi for going to GODZA theater. Banri & Juza helped them, while Banri stayed behind Zen appeared saved his ass ! After Zen introduce himself Juza appear and Zen suprised with his resemblance to Nachi then know that they’re different person.
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 - (for voting result better let it go since it’s clear as blue sky), After play, Reni acknowledge Tsumugi, Taichi and Tasuku act. With that Mankai and GODZA become friends onward. Then Reni tell Director (plus Ikaruga families) about early Mankai Co (still not started maybe in Ep 10)
- Some spoiler to next episodes. Yuzo Kasumi seems gonna visited Mankai Co for celebrations (high chance gonna meet Reni there), Hiro will play same drama as Tenma (this visible already in ACT 3 spoiler), Zen and Autumn Troupe gonna meet soon (possibility BanriJuzaOmi in Ep 11)
Episode 9 CGS :
- Chapter 15
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They’re imitated Yuzo in “Spotlight” cover ! Yeah just imagine Yuzo doing that pose (lol)
- Chapter 22
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Tsumugi had free day since he’s a bit slump about acting as devil. Walked around and without realize he’s in front of GODZA theater and meet Syu. Syu talking about flower withered then saying about saving Reni.
- Chapter 32
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Banri stayed behind to takecare of thugs then Zen appeared saving his ass and go away after finished
- Chapter 37
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Reni reminded of his past with Yukio while saw Tsumugi’s solo acting part. He want to make Yukio stand in stage and see his act once more.
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- Mastermind for script plagirism and thugs for get in TsumugiTaichi way to GODZA theater ? At some scene, Kusumi keep communicate to someone about those. My best guess it’s Syu. Since his first appearance, he seems know Tsumugi and Mankai connection to GODZA. He even correcting Reni name (first he said Reiji then become ”please save Reni”)
- Nachi Zen connection ? Seems the very reason Nachi went his way to acting is all about show restaurant Zen have. Plus seems Zen don’t know Nachi dead already… Seems we’re gonna get the answer in Ep 11 (Banri as lead actor)
- OG member’s connection to Mankai Co ? I don’t see Hiro nor Zen have some guilt to Mankai, while Kasumi have but for Syu... he seems doesn’t care to Mankai at all (his head full of Reni lol)
Answered question :
- The reasons why Omi attach to Juza ! Nachi doesn’t have sprite until this story so we never thought Juza and Nachi practically have same face ! (he’s just Juza with Chikage hair colour lol)
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- AzamiShifuto become childhood friend. Everyone keep their distance from Azami since he’s Yakuza’s son and only Shifuto befriend him in kindergarten. It’s all started from this line
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Shifuto : What is Yakuza ?
...yeah he don’t know Yakuza means so Azami invited him to his home and even after knowing he still play along with Azami (what a good kid lol)
- Direction for ACT 3 story. With ep 9 we got Tsumugi and Tenma for ep 10 as lead actor, it definitely sure ep 11 will be Banri and Sakuya for ep 12 !
Reni’s notes. As we already know from prologue, the notes explain until Reni meets Yukio again after Hakkaku died but portrait explained until Yukio’s disappearance at the end of ep 9. It still continued in ep 10, but it tell that Reni notes still has continuation (2/2) My best guess note 2/2 started from Yukio do his own theater with Matsukawa and Sakyo Izumi 15 year old
My Comment :
- Stray Devil Blues Play. Used a pretty ordinary backstory but to our suprise it’s Sympathy for the Angel afterstory AU ! The story itself are good with included some comedical part (Guy’s Beelzebub keep thinking about food, Taichi’s Mark easygoing act and even as Father, Omi can’t be released his job as cooker) ugh DEVIL TSUMUGI !!! Now I know why Reni really emphasize for first and last line of this play. Even now my mind still full of DevilTsumugi desperation’s line in last scene !
- The Contract (Play Theme Song). Have easy to understand music (feels like close to some music), while some part remind me of “Just for Myself” maybe it’s Taichi VA high note again, and Tsumugi’s “contract” line. Overall it’s quite catchy with some line really connected in sad ways to play itself (so it’s similar to Omoide no Nejimaki feels)
- MasumiMadoka and HarutoShifutoMadoka scenes, just my predictions but it’s not even weird if we have their story again in main or event story later (well, I always wait for MasumiMadoka bonding ops time)
- ACT 3 LINK SKILL ! Yeah everyone, there’s ACT 3 link skill, I still not try since members still not enough. I’m very sure about MasumiTsumugiTasuku, TenmaTaichiJuzaTsuzuruOmi, KumonAzami, GuyHisoka + Citron Homare maybe (this about Zahra Cafe) but wow with act 3 have their own link skill means total percentage link skill become harder than now
(next spoiler will be Ep 10 in next month)
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OC Interview meme
and last one!! since my girl’s on my mind today
post-KOTOR 2 and Unknown Regions stuff bc why not have the daughter be happy-ish
Amethylia, Lock, Terran
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name ➔ “My full name is Skysargas Ozarai of House Starbrac, third of her name.” With a smile, she adds, “A bit of a mouthful, isn’t it? Please, feel free to call me Sky. It’s so nice to meet you!”
are you single ➔ “I am not, no.” She replies, smile widening by a fraction.
are you happy ➔ “Happiness and I are a funny subject.” She replies, folding her hands together. “I hope you’re happy today. If you’re not, please let me know if there’s anything I can do?”
are you angry ➔ “No, of course not! I’m so sorry if I’ve given you the impression that I’m angry with you - it wasn’t my intent.” She frowns.
are your parents still married ➔ “They are, yes. They’re still quite happy together, and it’s wonderful to see.”
NINE FACTS
birthplace ➔ “The capital of Serenno, in our family’s manor.” With a quiet laugh, she adds, “There was no need for the hospital. My family was wealthy enough to have medical equipment and a doctor in the comfort of home.”
hair ➔ “Black... but between you and me?” She laughs again. “I dyed it blonde once, when I was 13 years old. Terrible mistake! If I could go back and stop myself from that one...”
eye colour ➔ “Brown. I’ve thought about changing them to blue, but after the blonde hair fiasco, I haven’t been quite brave enough to risk it.” She grins.
birthday ➔ “My birthday? The first month of autumn.” (Libra!)
mood ➔ “I’m doing well, thank you.” She says, smiling politely. “How are you today? Are you doing well?”
gender ➔ “Cis-gendered woman.”
summer or winter ➔ “Hmm... would it be terribly off-putting to answer ‘spring’ instead? I like the temperature more. But of the two, I’m more fond of the summer.”
morning or afternoon ➔ “I think I’ll go with... the afternoon. I love the sunrise, but there’s something so pleasant about the afternoon, how it accompanies knowing you’ve accomplished your goals for the day.”
EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE
are you in love ➔ She looks down, grinning and tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. “Why, very much so. He’s a ruffian, but he’s very near and dear to my heart.”
do you believe in love at first sight ➔ “That’d be so romantic, wouldn’t it?” She asks, looking up again. “I’d like to think it’s possible. Not probable, perhaps, but it’s still such a sweet thought!”
who ended your last relationship ➔ “I suppose that depends on what you’d define as a relationship, wouldn’t it? I... had more than one fling during my years in exile. The company of others was nice, but it never lasted beyond the night.” She purposefully excludes the fact that she left those partners as soon as she woke up. “I shared... something, with my dearest friend in the Jedi Order. I loved her very much. But she wanted to stay, and I left for the war. I suppose we both ended that.”
have you ever broken someone’s heart ➔ Her smile turns sad. “I’m not proud of it. But yes. I can only hope that she and I won’t hate each other someday.”
are you afraid of commitments ➔ She laughs a bit nervously. “To a degree, well, yes. And I worry about hurting others.” She wrings her hands together, looking down. “I’m trying to overcome those fears. It’s easier, now that I have my bonding powers under control. I still have days where I’m afraid, but I try not to be. Atton’s worth the effort.”
have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔ She laughs again, more genuinely. “Terran’s very fond of hugs. So is Mical. So am I!”
have you ever had a secret admirer ➔ “None that I know of... but with my bonding powers as they were, I suppose I wouldn’t be surprised.” She says, looking a bit uncomfortable.
have you ever broken your own heart? ➔ She traces her fingers down the scars on her left arm. “Well... I suppose we all have in our own ways, haven’t we?” She replies noncommittally. 
SIX CHOICES
love or lust ➔ “Lust was... easier to deal with, for so long.” With a small smile, she continues. “But love is irreplaceable, isn’t it?”
lemonade or iced tea ➔ “Lemonade. Especially with berries in it!”
cats or dogs ➔ “I’d feel mean for choosing! Both of them are so cute.”
a few best friends or many regular friends ➔ “Maybe it’s cheating, but I hate to choose here as well. There’s such wonderful things about both.” After a moment’s consideration, she says, “I think... a few best friends. It’s taken a while for me to get there, but having a few, close friends to be able to rely on is a wonderful thing.”
wild night out or romantic night in ➔ She grins somewhat coyly. “In my experience, the wild nights out have always led to romantic nights in.”
day or night ➔ “I think... the night. For the same reasons as when you asked me about mornings or afternoons - I like being able to know what I accomplished during the day.”
FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS
been caught sneaking out ➔ She twirls some hair around her finger. “More than once, back in the Order. But I got stealthier.”
fallen down/up the stairs ➔ She brings her hand to her cheek. “Ahh... yes, just once. So embarrassing!”
wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ “Well... yes, I have, but please forgive me. I don’t wish to go into the specifics.”
wanted to disappear ➔ She looks down, smile still on her face. “I’m so sorry. I don’t wish to answer this question either, please.”
FOUR PREFERENCES
smile or eyes ➔ “If you mean in terms of attraction, it depends on the person. But I do love seeing people happy.”
shorter or taller ➔ She laughs. “I don’t usually meet people that are shorter than myself. I prefer tall, as it is.”
intelligence or attraction ➔ “What they make you feel is more important, I think? If I’m understanding the question correctly?”
hook-up or relationship ➔ She laughs quietly. “For eight years, it was just hook-ups. It had its fun, but I don’t want to leave my relationship to go back to that.”
FAMILY
do you and your family get along ➔ “My brother Terran and I get along quite well. I suppose it’s hard not to bond with someone when you help protect the galaxy alongside them twice.” She says, smiling fondly. “As for the rest of my family... we were apart for so long. I would like to get to know them again.”
would you say you have a “messed up life” ➔ “Ha!” She barks out, before clapping her hands over her mouth. “Oh, forgive me... ah ha, maybe I would.”
have you ever ran away from home ➔ “Technically, yes. Joining the war against the Jedi Council’s wishes, going with Revan and Malak...” She rests her chin on her hand. “I had thought about it before, when I hadn’t even heard of the war. Being a Jedi wasn’t for me, I suppose.”
have you ever gotten kicked out ➔ She closes her eyes for a moment before replying. “There is a reason they call me the Jedi Exile. I suppose I could return now, if I wished.”
FRIENDS
do you secretly hate one of your friends ➔ “Why, of course - of course not!” She says, shaking her head. “How cruel.” (she doesn’t like G0-T0 or HK-47)
do you consider all of your friends good friends ➔ “Of course.” She says, smiling politely.
who is your best friend ➔ “In a way, all of my friends from my journey to stop the Sith are my best friends. I wouldn’t want to pick between them!”
who knows everything about you ➔ She puts her hand on her chin, humming for a moment before replying. “If anybody does, it’d be Atton. And even if he doesn’t, I think he knows more than I’ve ever really shared with anybody else.” She’s about to leave it there, when another thought crosses her mind. “And when she was alive... Kreia. I think she knew me better than I knew myself. I miss her.”
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fedonciadale · 5 years
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Apparently kit confirmed that Jon will never be as happy as he was with Ygritte? What does that mean for Jonsa? Will it be a purely political marriage? At this rate I wish Sansa would marry someone else, some Northern Lord at least good at heart and with less baggage then Jon whom she can build a loving marriage with. Honestly does the North even need or want Jon post parentage reveal? They hate the Targs, Jon is a Targ, they need him as a commander in the war but afterwards the Northern Lords
are fickle and won’t suddenly forget he’s a targ, and how will marrying a targ help Sansa retain Northern Indpenence? Unless you believe in a unified Westeros under Jon and Sansa, even so, would Westeros even want Jon after the war? I’m pretty certain his Targ aunt is gonna unleash fire and blood, it makes no sense, no matter Jons accomplishments no one will want an inch of targ blood ruling them at the end, too much pain and way too risky.
Dear nonny,
I answer this together with another ask I got about Kit’s interviews: this one:
Hi, I’m really sad bc I just read this and now I’m scared political!Jon isn’t a thing, but also Jon has definitely lied in the past :/ “Jon is someone who plays by the book. He cannot lie,” Kit Harington said in the same TV Insider feature. “Finding out about Dany would be very hard for him.”  What do you think?? 
We are talking about the actor here who said “Jon is dead” with a straight face for almost a year. Even when someone told him, that they had seen him with the cast, he said, that he was needed to play Jon’s corpse. Do people honestly think, that any of the actors will just give anything important away? Did this ever happen in seven seasons? Honestly, they say things that are safe, they deflect, they lie *gasp*. Sophie has been teasing DarkSansa and even a dalliance with Littlefinger until finally she was allowed to say, that Littlefinger was an asshole after season 7. You know it is fun to speculate about the actor’s statements and interviews, but people take it too serious. They are not giving their honest opinion, their job- for which they are paid! - is to promote the show, and if there is one thing consistent about what the actors say, it is that they tease storylines that never happen, that they tell some truths - like awesome battles - and might even say something vaguely teasing true storylines. I just remind you of the Starkbowl teasing before Season 7.And Kit telling us that he thinks that Jon was happiest with Ygritte or whatever is a perfect example for what all people involved in the show do - to a larger or lesser degree. 
Honestly, Kit tells us that Jon cannot lie? After Ygritte? After Jon held back the truth about his resurrection for a season?  
So, now, we have this out of the way, we can talk about the Northern Lords. Most of all the North wants representation a say in how they are governed. Remember that they initially just wanted to free Ned who had ruled them and done well. They only bid for Independence after Joffrey made clear that he would not listen to the legitimate grievances of the North. So I am quite sure, that the Northern Lords would be o.k. with any system that allows for their opinion to be heard. Having a king that was raised in the North and holds to Stark values is not the worst way to accomplish this. There are multiple options : Jon and Sansa could build a capital in the North, maybe even Winterfell, a great council could become a permanent proto-parliament to check the power of the king, Jon and Sansa could live in the South and make regular tours, they could take seasonal tours, Summer in the North, Autumn in the East, Spring in the West, Winter in the South or any variant of this. 
And if Jon does play a major role in defeating the WW as well as in taking Da€nerys down, the North might also be grateful and forgive him for being a Targ, especially if he renounces Targ traditions, marries into one of the great families of Westeros, founds a new house. 
Also, after a severe civil war that all but destroyed the Riverlands, after a threat that nearly annihilated humanity, people (and the Northern Lords) will thirst after peace most of all. Peace and stability. And a king who probably will be the only one left with a legitimate claim, a system that allows for better representation might just be enough to ensure a compromise - because GRRM might just be realistic enough to depict that in war it is like in life. You don’t get what you want all the time and you should be satisfied with what you might get.
Thanks for the ask!
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Welcome to Dugi otok
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It's been my wish for quiet some time to visit Dugi otok (Long Island), the long and the most distant of the Croatian islands located in the center of Croatian part of the Adriatic sea. Actually, I visited one part of it – the Nature Park Telašćica, when I was a kid more than 15 years ago…but never other places and with the new purpose. However, my wish had been granted surpassing all the expectation I had about this trip. 
The main reason why I wanted to travel there was to find and record the locals who speak the local idioms. For those of you who've been following me for the last couple of years and especially my YouTube channel you know that this was a super exciting trip for me. These native speakers represent a national and cultural treasure in terms of lingusitic heritage and a history of the litoral and maritime people living here for centuries, with some of them being isolated or with little touch to the land (terraferma). Thus the excitement to hear the living past and a nice blend of the Croatian Slavic culture and the Mediterranean Latin influence.
Apart from finding the native speakers I was excited to find out more about being and living as an islander. So I had to chance to record, hear and take photos of stories and experiences of the local people from several villages including both youth and seniors.
How it all started
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I was super lucky to be given the opportunity to stay for four days on the island and meet many people whose help I never expected. I got the accommodation for free at the local monastery of St Michael in Zaglav which was thrilling enough and especially valuable since they allowed me to stay during the festive days around Easter. As soon as I got the confirmation that it's not a hallutination but a reality I looked for help among friends and acquaintaes who could aide me in getting to know the island and the locals. Without them this trip would have looked totally different as I knew practically nobody there. In the end I made lots of friends and had plenty of fun while doing my mission. I spent literally days and hourse right before the trip to get the additional camera equipment, gather as much as valuable information about the locals as possible, creating my own map of the potential people for the intervju and preparing the daily routes.
But before we dive into the adventures here's a some info about the island.
About Dugi otok
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What do you need to know about this paradise? Dugi otok is the largest of the North-Dalmatian islands situated in the central part of the Croatian Adriatic. Iti s also the last island before the open sea and Italy on the other side of the Adriatic bay. Just like the majoritiy of our islands it has many hills and small bays with its highest peak of Vela Straža at 338m. The island is around 45 km long (hence the name) but at some points its width ranges between 1 and 4 km. This contrast was especially visible when I was driving a car from the south and at one point I stopped and looked to my right – there you see the islands towards Zadar and Velebit mountain. Then you turn to the left and see the nothing except for the blue sky, horizon and the deep blue Adriatic sea. However, during the crystal day and with a good eye sight one can see the eastern Italian coast, more precisely – the Apenine mountains. After all, Italy is less than 200 km away across the sea.
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Its western coastline bordering the open sea characterize the sharp contrasts: the southern part around the Nature Park Telašćica is surrounded with impressive cliffs that go up to 80m in height. Telašćica is one of the most beautiful place sin Zadar county and frequently visited by numerous tourists each year.
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On contrary, on the other side of the island you can find more peaceful bays. The two most notable beaches are Sakarun and Veli Žal where Sakarun is the most famous one. However, last years due to growing number of visitors and greediness it no longer looks and is as it was 10 years ago. I also never went there but visited Veli Žal instead. All in all, the nature on this island is incredible and as the locals say – you hardly notice any seasonal change. It always looks as if the time had stopped between spring and early autumn. Always green and no leafs falling. In terms of nature this island will be a perfect place to escape the reality and the stress of the modern lifestyle spent in larger urban areas. Clean sea, peaceful nature and the welcoming locals.
People, customs and history
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Speaking of locals the island has a population of roughly 1500 inhabitants spread in around 12 local villages. The largest of them is Sali in the southeastern part of Dugi otok with the population of around 800. On contrary, places such as Dragove or Veli Rat in the north have between 40-70 inhabitants statistically. However, accoridng to the stories, there's far less people who actually live for the whole year. The sad truth and reality is that these places will become ghost towns within 10-20 years as the majority of these locals are seniors over 80 years old. The thing is – apart from them most of the visitors are so called „weekenders“ – the islanders who live on the land (e.g. in Zadar) who come there over the weekend…or the other part that's present during the summer are the diaspora. These are the people whose parents, grandparents or further ancestors emmigrated to the United States, Southern America or Australia and New Zealand at the beginning of the 20th century or around the years of the WW2 in search for better opportunities and life across the sea. There are even some remains left of the WW2 bunkers and ship tunnels that I am going to describe you later (I couldn't resists visiting some of them). And even today one can find near the central part of the island a restricted zone which belongs to the military whose base is on top of the hill. It's said it used to watch over the potential threat that comes from the south or across the Adriatic sea.
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The population of the island was thus much larger, actually surprisingly larger. However, the Great War in 1918 and the Second World War had taken the toll with great consequences. Many of the islanders died or were killed during those time, especially the young people, men, who were meant to start new families. Those who survived either stayed or moved to new places. Some places used to have a lot of children attending the schools. Now some say it's „a success“ when they managed to gather up to 10 children of the elementary school in total. And they come from different villages.
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Being on the island many of the locals have traditionally been turned towards the sea and what it offers. It's not unusal to find people who have spent their lives sailing around the world. Some have been fishermen. Some are into agricultulre and what it offers. Unlike us who live on the mainland here you can't have super large fields but smaller ones where you take care of goods and cultures such as figs, oranges, lemomns, tomatoes, potatoes, salad and olives. In Sali there is a fish factory which provides employment for good amount of the locals. There is another important factor in the lives of the islanders and that is the Church and religion. It's not unusual to find many of them to be (kinda) devoted Catholics who go to the church every Sunday. After all, as some explained me, it's also a social thing or event, when you think about it. And living there for centuries, relatively isolated and surrounded by nature and vast sea surface, one shouldn't be surprised to see faith and religion rooted deeply in the locals. And being an islander does not mean living an easy life, as you are going to find out. Speaking of religion there is this Franciscan monastery of St Michael in Zaglav with a church that was built in mid-15th century. That's the place I stayed at.
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The places on the island are connected with one main road from which you have amazing views over the surrounding islands and area. The island has also got quiet good connection with the mainland via trajects and speedboats (catamaran). There are four catamaran lines that go daily from Zadar to Dugi otok. If you are planning a trip on Dugi otok by car you will arrive by traject to Brbinj in the northern part of the island. The same goes if you want to leave the island by car. Speaking of cars the only gas station on the whole island is located in Zaglav in the south. That's also the place I arrived to and stayed at for four days.
What else to add? During the summer season many are some festivals related to religious events, local music and traditional kitchen. Those who prefer to spend their time actively they can go exploring the area, follow many hiking roads, visit the caves, Park Telašćica or National Park Kornati. If you are more into sports then I suggest finding some diving locations or courses, try running, trekking, biking, trail, sailing etc. At the northernmost point of the island at Veli Rat there is another landmark of Dugi otok - the lighthouse of Veli Rat.
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I forgot to mention some of the older history of the island. Here are a few interesting things to know. The island was already inhabited with settlers in the early ages in paleolithic and mesolythic. Several years ago scients discovered the human skelleton that date back to 11 000 years BC. This discovered male Dalmatian known as „Šime“ died unnatural death at the peak of his retirement age of 40. 
One can find the remains of the settlements and stuff of the ancient Illryians. There are also several caves on the island and around Telašćica park one can find tomb hills dating back to Iron age 800-400 BC. The last thing I'd add here is the Grpašćak Fortress on the western coast above the cliffs of Telašćica. It was built in 1911 by the Austro Hungarian Monarchy which served as a military patrol base. I came close by my first evening on the island but more about it in the next post..
Time for a break
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Alright! I hope you have some idea about Dugi otok. More in details on specific topis as we surf through the days. Grgo
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Two Names on the Bridge
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Pairing: Henry Bowers x Fem!reader
Words: 2702
Summary: In the summer heat, you go to visit your boyfriend Henry Bowers, only to become two names written on the bridge and nothing more.
Warnings: a lot of description, mentions of sex, nudity, cheating, how many times can I write “it was fucking hot as hell”
A/N: This was supposed to be a cute lil drabble. But it ended up being over 2.5k words and it’s kinda sad. But y’know. Oh well. Also tagging @henrybcwer bc I mentioned it (also I rewrote it so Henry cheats and not the reader? Oops?) This is also my first ever Henry fic???
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Late summer in Derry was hot. There were almost no clouds on most days, with the sweltering heat and no release from it until September. The townspeople grew tired easily under the sun, and most shops were closed by three in the afternoon.
The people you had grown up around had sweat shining on their sunburnt skin, hair often frizzy from the heat and the drought that was overtaking Maine. Everyone had resorted to wearing tank tops and shorts, losing all want or need for the professionalism of uniforms and suits as they prepared themselves for their work days. 
Some days, the main drag of shops wasn’t even opened. The heat and knowledge of it only getting worse throughout the day only deterred anyone from leaving their houses that were barely kept cool with the rundown air conditioners that rested in the windows of their living rooms and bedrooms. The only professional repair man for air conditioners lived out of town and didn’t come in often. Or there was Belch Huggins and Henry Bowers – and despite the want for a cool house to stay in, no one wanted a member of the Bower’s Gang in their house. 
Your air conditioner was barely sputtering along, it made loud clanging noises every half an hour and the constant whirr of the ceiling fans in your house were drowned out by the mechanical issues of the air conditioner that was long overdue to be retired and replaced. 
It was the only reason you didn’t really mind taking the one bus transit system to the outer part of town where the farm houses lay. You were the only one on the old, rattling, loud engined bus. The interior made up of rusty metal and old blue pleather seats that had seen better days. Much like the rest of the town. 
Your bare thighs stuck to the seat from the sweat, inner skin chafing from when you walked to the bus stop barely twenty minutes ago. And although the bus stop was just down the street from your house, the heat had caught up to your body quickly. But even then, there was no way you were going to wear shorts longer than what you had on now. The less fabric the better.
The road around you blurred on the drive, grass a faded yellow as it dried out from the constant attention from the sun. The white paneled houses that passed were tinged a light beige from the flurry of dust the low winds blew through the streets. There was a strange sort of melancholy feel to the town in August. Much different from the flood filled spring that had just passed only two months ago, or the brutal and freezing winter that would soon come after the brief relief of autumn.
The bus slowed at a stop sign, stopping completely – lurching forward slightly. You braced your sandal clad feet on the floor, stopping yourself from falling forward. The bus driver opened the doors for a woman with a basket, her arthritis riddled legs carrying her onto the hot bus. Any hope she had of getting away from the heat was lost as she sat down beside an opened window. 
Her eyes caught yours when she looked around, you give her a small but polite smile that she didn’t return. It didn’t matter any more how much of a good teenager you were, or how helpful you had been to everyone as you grew up. The moment you started dating Henry Bowers, everyone’s perception of you changed. You were no longer a singular entity. You had no defining personality or character. You were simply Henry Bowers’ girlfriend. 
You had somewhat expected it. If hadn’t been that bad when it was just Henry taking an interest in you, his gaze had followed you everywhere for weeks at school before he approached you without his gang of misfits. 
A walk to the theatres. Maybe actually paying for a movie. He had proposed to you, his cheeks rosy and his hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans aggressively. Shoulders tight as he stared at you. His cheek held a bruise from a fight earlier in the week, the yellowing stain fading finally. 
A walk would be nice. You had said, you often worked in the office on your off periods to get your volunteer hours, and you knew very well the Henry Bowers was not treated nicely at home and didn’t have disposable money for a stupid movie to impress a girl. 
He had stuck by you after your walk around town, although the date had been quiet and wasn’t ideal to most people, he had tried to make conversation and not live up to his reputation when he was alone with you. Even when you wound up at the kissing bridge and sat on the fence over the river silently as you looked over the rushing waters, it had been nice. Romantic, even. 
He had asked you to go steady with him after a few weeks of sneaking into your room or going on late night walks when being in the house with his dad became too much – though he still had yet to explicitly tell you that Butch Bowers often beat him until he could barely move. Common knowledge was that he just got into fights outside of school. But you weren’t stupid. You knew him well enough, almost as well as Vic or Blech knew him. 
The same week of officially dating, he had carved your names into the bridge in his crude handwriting. It was barely legible, but it was there. It was beside one of Patrick’s carvings that held the name of one of his victims. 
In the few months… almost a year of dating Henry, Patrick hadn’t held a girl for more than a few days. Belch and Vic both had someone for a few months, but it never last. The pressure of being a part of the gang had always been too much in the end. They had known everything you had become to know. They had seen how the people of the town looked at them differently, treated them differently as if they had all become strangers.
The bus slowed down once more, stopping close to the Bowers’ farm. You stand, holding your small purse as your skin peeled away from the seat. You rub the backs of your thighs tenderly before walking to the front of the bus, holding onto the pole in front of the doors as you waited for the bus to fully stop and the doors to open. 
“Have a good day.” You say to the driver and the woman, stepping off of the bus and into the wall of heat.
There was no wind today, only the sun and humid air that attacked your skin and hair immediately. You had braided your hair back to combat the unavoidable frizz that would come to it. And you had lathered your limbs in sunscreen, but even so, your skin reddened under the kiss of the sun.
You began to walk the short way to Henry’s home. Your sweaty feet slipped around in your sandals, the straps digging in with each step. Your loose shirt clung to your body, the thin white fabric becoming partially see-through as the liquid clung and penetrated it.
Your sunglasses didn’t do much to combat the sun – they were more fashionable than practical. Your mom had bought them for you from your last vacation to Tampa over winter break. The leopard pattern had been under scrutiny from Henry since you came home, always making jabs at them when he could. 
The frame was large on your face, covering from your eyebrows to your cheekbones. You often wore them in the Trans AM when you didn’t want to deal with the boys bullying antics and just wanted to melt into the back seat, trying to salvage your reputation as a nice person.
Henry’s home came into view, the old white house standing out against the beige of the farmland around it. You walked up the dirt driveway, kicking out rocks when they got stuck in your sandal. His driveway was long, and you turn off to the right towards the metal shed that had bullet holes pressed into it. 
Henry was never in the house, he was always with the pigs, in the barn, or in the fields. You hadn’t seen any sign of machinery in the fields, meaning he was behind the shed in the pig pen, or hiding up in the lofts of the old barn smoking a pack of stolen cigarettes. 
With a quick walk around the shed and a gentle scratch to Bip and Bop’s heads, you trek through the crispy grass to the faded red barn. The front doors were open, showing off the amounts of hay it had. There had been a horse around when you first started dating Henry, but it had passed away a few months ago from it’s old age. Henry had wanted to get a new one, but that was out of the question with how expensive they were, and Butch didn’t think Henry was worth getting another horse for. 
“Hen?” you ask, softly calling out as you stood at the doors of the barn. 
There was no reply, but you saw the gentle wisps of smoke up in the loft. You walk into the dingy, allergy inducing barn. Hay crunched under you while you walked, making your arrival noisy to anyone who could hear.
The steps up to the loft creaked under your weight, the air somehow growing hotter when you got into the loft. There was a small window that was open, shining light into the converted area. 
There was a small coffee table with a pack of cards and cigarettes. A half full bottle of off brand beer, and a few empty ones. 
An old recliner took up space to the left, and then two ugly, thread-bare couches to the right. The chair and one of the couches were empty.
The dirty blonde mullet haired boy was sprawled out on the other couch, shirtless with his arms resting against the back of the couch, a new bottle of cold beer in one hand. His head was tilted back, hair clinging to his sweaty forehead, his mouth opened to release a blissful moan.
It was a scene you had seen many times, but in all other instances, you had been the one sitting naked on him. You had been the one with your face buried into his neck with the tender skin between your teeth. 
You stood at the top of the stairs for a moment, taking in the intimate scene before you. As if it would somehow vanish like a mirage induced by the humidity and lack of water you had ingested today. After blinking a few times, the brunette was still rocking her hips – rising herself to the head of Henry’s cock and pushing herself back down. It didn’t take long for her lips to be on his, holding his cheeks in her small hands. 
“It appears as if I’ll have to come back another time.” You say coolly, the words tumbling out of your mouth.
A shrill shriek comes from the girl, her hands releasing Henry’s face to cover her chest. Her head whipped around to face you, green eyes wide with horror at someone seeing her nude and in a compromising situation. 
Henry was staring at you with a shocked expression taking hold of his usually stoic features. Your name falls from his lips, something else getting choked up in his throat before it could follow. Your eyebrow raised, and you shook your head.
“I should have guessed this would happen eventually.” You mummer, your eyes trailing to the girl again. She was everything Henry had gone after before he started dating you. Pretty, innocent, nice body. 
Something you had been once too. Before you had met him. “Y/n.” Henry says quietly, looking at you as if he had just come into your room for you to help him but cream on the welts he received from his father. 
He had no right to look at you that way. This was his compromising situation, not yours. But even so, you began to wrack your brain as you turned and walked down the stairs, searching for any indication in your memory that could show that this may have happened more than once, or any sign of why it happened.
Had you not been attentive enough? Did he not like the sex he had with you so much that he had to find someone else? Were you not good enough for Henry Bowers?
You heard fast movement around the loft as you exited the barn, sniffing slightly and blaming your water eyes on the allergens in the barn instead of the feeling of your heart plummeting into your stomach from the pain of dread.
“y/n.” Henry begs as he stumbles his way down the steps, buttoning up his ripped jeans.
You keep walking, back into the humid summer afternoon.
“Don’t ignore me.” He tells you, grabbing onto your wrist when he catches up to you. He tugs on your arm, pulling you closer to him. You spin on your heel, hand coming up to collide with his cheek.
“You’re a bastard.” You hiss, fighting against the tears in your eyes until they were nearly blinding you. “I trusted you. I put my faith in you.”
“I didn’t mean to.” He tells you, his cheek growing red from your hand. His skin was already sunburnt, and there was old skin peeling off his nose. Dust from the farm covered most of his skin, making his tan darker than it already was. 
“If you didn’t mean to, you wouldn’t have done it.” You tell him. “Where’d you pick her up? How old is she?”
“She’s seventeen.” Henry sighs, looking down at his cowboy boots. “She’s new around town.”
“And you thought you’d show her the best Derry had to offer.” You scoff. “Nice.”
“It wasn’t like that.” He snaps, fear crossing his face as he realizes that you were genuinely angry with him. 
“It never is.” You grumble, pulling your wrist away from his grip. 
“So, uh.” Henry says nervously, watching you closely. “What… Wha’ happens now?”
“We become just two names on the bridge.” You say quietly.
He knows what that means. It was a phrase said often in town when couples broke up. Couples who put their names on the bridge rarely last, usually breaking up after a few days or a week after they carve their names +4E onto the old wood that the city counsel swore they would replace once day. 
He saw it in your tear-filled eyes that you were serious. That his one mess up in the entire relationship was going to ruin it. His one mistake, that he thought you would never find out about, was the thing that would break you up. Not the arguments, not moving away to go to college. It was just him being Henry. Henry Bowers living up to his rotten reputation. 
You turn away from him, unable to look at his shell-shocked expression. You leave the barn, walking back towards the road while hoping the bus wouldn’t be too late on it’s next round around the route.
Henry stood at the doorway of the barn, watching you walk away from him for the last time.
You stop by the pig pen, leaning over the old fence to pet the pigs once more. “I’m not coming around anymore.” You tell them softly. “But you’re gonna be okay. Hen will take good care o’ you two.”
You had always had a soft spot for the pigs. You sometimes showed up and spent more time with them than Henry. Or you had often asked to come to his house just to see them. They were like fat dogs. 
With one final word and pet of goodbye, you walk back to the bus stop, leaning against a fence until it came to take you home where you would finally let your tears fall.
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DOGME 96: COUNTERPARTS
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Counterparts or, The Consistent Ebb & Flow of Love as We Know It – Dogme 96 Release Date: June 18th, 2021
Track Listing:
1. Introduction to Contentment 2. Life 3. Fool’s Good 4. Wake
Counterparts (fully titled Counterparts or, The Consistent Ebb & Flow of Love as We Know It) is the latest EP from Dogme 96. This is a project by Eric White, a musician and songwriter based out of Victoria, BC.
The four tracks are sonically based on the four seasons. Counterparts is a concept release meant to explore the natural cycle of love in a relationship over time. The four seasons are a perfect metaphor for the art and style – one can definitely hear and feel the weather elements. This is unique and powerful music. Each of the songs could belong to different albums or even different bands, yet all share a common story and meaning.
A lot of heart is put into this. The lyrics are poetic and descriptive, telling of change, renewal, and a possibly repeating cycle. 
The first track, "Introduction to Contentment," represents Spring. It is acoustic, soft, and simple. It narrates the story of regret over a past relationship and the promises finding a new person to love can bring. The chorus tells of winter ending and a storm weathered. Eric messes around on the guitar and other instruments, creating a fun riff. I'm impressed that this is a solo EP, because the mixing and harmonies sound like the work of several people.
"Life" has a lot more of a rock sound, full of energy. It's a very happy song about feeling comfortable and open in a relationship. The narrator is free, content, and perhaps even complete in this moment. There's a harmonica solo that blew my mind on this. It's rare to use harmonicas in general, and even harder to make them sound cool. You won't mistaken this for Bob Dylan - the instrument is integrated in a much more thrilling way. Again, it can be easy to forget it's only one person on the recording! "Life” is a joyful track representing euphoria, and the most upbeat song here. I never thought I would want to dance to a harmonica! This syncs so well for the freeing, happy season of Summer it represents.
"Fool's Gold" features additional vocals by Alyssa White to open the song. It's got a soothing violin, played by Maria Grigoryeva, and Eric really throws his voice into the sorrow sound. This is a sharp contrast to the first two tracks. In fact, it's quite sad! Alyssa's singing tells of growing bored with the relationship (“this game of love we played lost its charm along the way"). In turn, Eric laments of being led astray and wonders about the true nature of the relationship: did this person ever truly care? The vocals come together in harmony for solemn "oooooh" chants to finish. We've really gone 180 degrees here, representing the darker and "colder" season of Autumn. 
Our closing song is also the shortest at just over two minutes. It has a bass-heavy, haunting quality to it. All of the instrumentation is electric and much shaper in contrast to the opener. Eric's voice drops to a mourning and pain-filled tone. Halfway through the song picks up to a sort-of thrash style, as the protagonist literally wails of loneliness. He sings, "I still hang on every word" before the EP abruptly ends. Just like in real life, sometimes there is no happy ending. "Wake" is a bleak track, but this only makes it more effective.
This is a very cool concept EP, both lyrically and musically. The narrative is full of drama, and the musical composition is complex and diverse. I had a lot of fun exploring this piece and would recommend it to anyone interested in artful, experimental music. 
Written by: Cazzy Lewchuk
Counterparts or, The Consistent Ebb & Flow of Love as We Know It by Dogme 96
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hey plum, this is the anon that asked for your name and your header lol. i'm asking again now! if it isn't too much trouble, could you make a k-pop mood master list? for example, what kpop songs you listen to when you feel sad, pick me up songs, happy songs, songs that fire you up, etc. thank you so much!!
Ugh Oooooh, really interesting request! Haha Imma warn y’all now, since I stan very few groups (bc if I stan more I’m gonna end up buying all their albums and essentially turn broke huhu) so there won’t be as much variety as you expect, but I’ll do my best!
(huhuh it’s like 80% BTS tho I apologize that’s really all I listen to nowadays esp with comeback season so close. Note that I had to stop yself at some point or else this list would have like maybe a hundred songs LOL)
WHEN I’M SAD AND FEEL LIKE WALLOWING A BIT
These are also the songs I like writing angst too. Haha 10/10 very effective.
Lonely by SISTAR
It’s literally their disbandment song. Tears all around.
Tomorrow, Today by JJProject
A song about being lost and not knowing what to do next. It’s ok to not know the next step. It’s ok to just spend a few days being sad about it.
Fine by Taeyeon
Taeyeon sings the best songs about finding difficulty moving on. I love her.
Dagaone by VIXX
Another song about falling out of love. It’s so scary how easily that can happen, really, but when it does, what else is there to do?
Love is Not Over by BTS
J-Hope’s I’m not okay is me throughout this whole song.
Autumn Leaves by BTS
The instruments and the voices and the general heartbreaking theme of a love gone cold. I love it.
One of These Nights by Red Velvet
The MV is hauntingly beautiful, consider the fact that they dedicated it to the Sewol tragedy makes it even sadder.
Lost Stars by Jeon Jungkook (covered from Maroon 5)
God this song was sad enough when Maroon 5 sang it but Jungkook only makes it sound more heartbreaking. I remember someone made a mock MV to this cover using clips from the HYYH era and it made me so emotional.
11:11 by Taeyeon
Another Taeyeon favorite. That Na na na na part always sells it for me.
WHEN I’M FIRED UP AND GETTING READY TO FACE AN AWESOME DAY
Like it says, I wake up and I’m pumped, ready to go. I just need a matching soundtrack as I dance around my room preparing for a good day ahead.
Also these are the songs that make me feel like an unbeatable badass when I listen to them.
Fire by BTS
DUH???
21st Century Girls by BTS
“You’re worth it. You’re perfect. Deserve it. Just work it.” Who won’t get pumped up just from that? Ugh Namjoon’s voice in this one is to die for.
Hola Hola - KARD
Ahh, this song reminds me of summers and chill hang outs and just generally having fun.Makes for a great morning tune.
All Night - Girls’ Generation
Just girls having a fun night out, about to party. I love listening to this (and dancing along) in the shower.
Boombayah by BLACKPINK
ANOTHER SHOWER JAM.
As If It’s Your Last by BLACKPINK
DAMN MY PRINCESSES LOOKING SO GOOD AND FEELING THEMSELVES AND LISA WITH THAT RAP YES YOU PRETTY AND NASTY YES BABY ANYTHING YOU WANT YOU GO GIRLS.
Energetic by Wanna One
It’s literally a song about being energetic what more can you want for a pump up song haha.
Basically any of the Cyphers by BTS (YES EVEN CIRCLE ROOM CYPHER THAT WAS A TRIP HAHA)
These songs were made as tracks dissing the people who disrespected them and didn’t believe in them and hey look at them now. Honestly just listening to the rapline spit fire gets me turnt everytime.
Come Back Home by BTS (covered from Seo Taeji)
Just. Just listen to it. This shit be fire.
We On by BTS
“I don’t know you and you don’t know me so please shut up. Don’t worry about me, I’m better than you.” Gee knowing that Kookie was a fetus when this came out makes the line even more badass.
Not Today by BTS
You didn’t think I’d leave this out, did you? Damn this song has powered me through many productive days. Best.
Dope by BTS
DOUBLE DUH???
Jump by BTS
Needless to say, this song makes me want to jump until my head hits the roof.
Rise of Bangtan by BTS
That intro by Yoongi then all that magic that comes after? Damn.
Fun Boys by BTS
JA! WASSEO! A HEUNGTAN SONYEONDAN
WHEN I’M DOWN AND NEED A LITTLE HAPPY PILL
Different from the above in the sense that these are happy songs or hopeful songs, when I need a gentler lift from my rough moods. This is the kind of songs I listen to when I had a bad day but am looking forward to better days
Serendipity by BTS
God this song+MV combo is so beautiful and ethereal to watch and listen to. Whenever I feel a little off I just close my eyes and put it on loop and I find myself smiling, feeling a little bit more motivated to continue the day.
Butterfly (Prologue Mix) by BTS
Ever since the Young Forever repackage came out, I found myself listening to the prologue mix more than the original. It just has a more solemn, nostalgic feel to it compared to the original. Plus the Prologue MV is also pretty sad and nostalgic it just gives me all the feels. Plus I’ve associated this song with a lot of happy memories. (And that bridge tho)
So Far Away by BTS (Suga, Jin, Jungkook)
This song this song this song. Ugh no joke it has helped me through a lot, given me hope through my toughest moments. Words simply can’t describe how much this song means to me. I find this version to be more hopeful and cathartic compared to the original.
A Supplementary Story: You Never Walk Alone by BTS
Some days you just need people alongside you to help keep you going. This song encapsulates those feelings perfectly. Don’t be afraid to reach out to your friends when you want help. THey’re called your friends for a reason.
Two! Three! by BTS
Whenever I’ve had a rough day this song cheers me right up. Things may be hard, but we just have to hope for better days.
Epilogue: Young Forever by BTS
I’m always so weak for songs about wanting to stay young forever. This was my graduation feels jam.
Tomorrow by BTS
This is my go-to “things won’t always work out, but you just have to keep going” song. The lyrics are amazingly vivid.
Whalien 52 by BTS
I’m a super nerd about the 52Hz whale and when I saw that BTS made a song about it, I fell in love immediately. This is the song I listen to when I’m savoring my solitude. Some days, you just gotta be alone, y’know.
Spring Day by BTS
This song is about missing someone who’s far away, wanting to be with them. I’m in an LDR, and this song just keeps me going for the hard days.
Last Dance by BIGBANG
I know this song seems sad, but there’s that super hopeful tone about coming back and meeting again, and that’s what gets me so much.
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I was tagged by @hendroda - on this glorious day of gryles, let us commemorate it with answers to questions.
RULES : ANSWER all questions, ADD one question of your own and then TAG as many people as there are questions
live session or studio session? i like to watch studio sessions.
coke or pepsi? coke!
disney or dreamworks? disney all day every day.
coffee or tea? tea is much easier to get right. 
books or movies? moviessss
windows or mac? windows. i have a google pixel and 90% of the time i say “ok google” it’s to ask about how to do something on an iphone (bc everyone comes to me for help w/ their phone??)
dc or marvel? neither. i fall asleep during marvel. well i guess DC i liked the old batman movies.
xbox or playstation? sega genesis. 
night owl or early riser? early riser. i got in my car to go to work this morning at 4:58. i have to be there at 7. it’s a 13 minute drive. oops.
cards or chess? cards. fuck chess.
chocolate or vanilla? chocolate
vans or converse? converse
star wars or star trek? star wars forever and ever amen. bought a new SW book this weekend, trying my hand at the new canon. (thrawn, if anyone cares)
one episode per week or marathoning? marathon!
gandalf or obi-wan? obi-wan.
heroes or villains? heroes. 
john williams or hans zimmer? john williams. bc star wars. was listening to dvorak the other day and said “ohhhhhhhh, THAT’S where he got this part!!” like clearly he’s ripping off the romantic composers but i love the romantic composers so have at it. (that’s a good question ....)
Disneyland/disney world or six flags? disneyworld.
forest or sea? sea. gimme that salt water.
flying or reading minds? flying. i don’t want to know what’s in my students’ heads.
twin peaks or northern exposure? i’ve watched neither.
harry potter or lord of the rings? LOTR. just donated all my sister’s HP books to the school library (with her permission). I’ve read 1 chapter of 1 of them. didn’t like it.
cake or pie? pie all day. breakfast pie is the best pie.
you are banished to a desert island, which benedict cumberbatch character would you choose to take with you? i ... don’t know any of his characters. the one with the most survival skills.
train or cruise ship? cruise ship. more space.
brian cox or neil degrasse-tyson? brian cox. no idea who he is, but NG-T is so fucking smug and i hate that bullshit he pulled about BB-8. like, stfu, asshole, it’s not even science fiction, it’s SPACE OPERA. plus he rolls on sand just fine.
wizard of oz or alice in wonderland? the wizard of oz, but i don’t really like either.
fanfiction or fanart? fanfiction since 1999, yo!
the hunger games - books or movies? i watched the first movie and it upset me way more than i thought it would. 
be able to see the future or travel into the past? travel into the past i wanna meet alexander and achilles.
han solo or luke skywalker? han solo. corellia is my jam. 
lilacs or sunflowers? lilacs
spring or autumn? autumn
campfire or fireplace? campfire (bc that means there’s people around and there are lots of guitars and ukuleles!!)
french fries or onion rings? fries
truth or dare? truth, and i’ll lie.
winter or summer? summer bc baseball
vampires or werewolves? vampires
red or blue? blue
eyes or lips? eyes
burgers or sandwiches? sandwiches, less likely to fall apart.
friends-to-lovers or enemies-to-lovers trope? friends-to-lovers, it’s a shorter distance to the end goal!
pizza or pasta? pizza
ancient rome or ancient greece? i couldn’t read a fucking thing in ancient greece (i know latin), but THAT’S where i wanna visit time traveling. if i had to be alive during that time though i’d wanna live in sparta. given this a lot of thought.
foxes or wolves? foxes are less likely to eat me.
mermaids or dragons? mermaids
sci-fi or fantasy? sci-fi
watch a film in theaters or at home? theater
fireproof or no more sad songs? fireproof! idk the other one (little mix, right?)
bands or individual singers? in concert? bands.
sweet or salty? salty these days
monotype corsiva or comic sans? monotype corsiva, who the fuck picks comic sans /fonting talk
turtles or frogs? turtles!!! love a honu.
blur or oasis? i don’t really care. oasis.
baseball or football? already can’t remember how many baseball games i’ve been to and the season started like 3 weeks ago. i’ll be going to 4 games within a week of today. i fucking hate football.
Showers or baths? showers
Beach or pool? beach every time. i swam in high school and college, so a pool is just work. plus i love salt water.
my question, lol - Beethoven or Rachmaninov?
literally ANNNNNYONE who wants to do this, tag me back. also if you just wanna reply with your answer to the last question (if it’s something you care about lol) pls do.
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Translated into English for everyone to see   Chapter 1 my new friend
The ancient city of the East, unpredictable, called the ancient spirit of the city, the twenty-five generation legend. The first generation in this seventy-five years, Zhao, his wife Hu, because in a deserted, Hu knife punctured chest to regret. With the second generation Zhao Ziqing have superior, married six wives, killed in the fire. One of the six wives to walk with difficulty together, the rest in the slums. The third generation, fourth generation of rumors, for you, living in seclusion, aloof. Five generations of ancient Hades succession, two years later, but I do not know. Six generation and the seven generation, Yu Qiang and Jian to find, there is no clue. So far, none of the generation has escaped doom. Until the twenty-fifth generation and the twenty-fourth generation of mother right, Yin Wang Lujun, born twenty-five generation's, accidentally crossed 2003 BC, and named for the passover. Alias Zheng Ziyang.
August 31, 2016 8 Today, is the opening ceremony of the 26 junior high school. Huo Xiaoyu today is the first time to enter junior high school. The odd woman, primary school, cute cute, there is a high quality school tyrants, from the beginning to the end, the papers are not a bit wrong. English listening with ears, almost no one can touch her. But because too lazy, did not elect a squad leader. The teacher was bad, let her be a semester of health leader. She's fed up with it. Today, she must choose a good cadre. Let the new students sit up and take notice. Before going to school, she went to buy an ice cream, who ate ice cream early in the morning? She is. "A vanilla flavor, thank you." Then, a pick up in the past, ten dollars a shot on the table, and rode away. "Girl, change, change!"
With ice cream in the left hand, a bicycle on the right hand, and a languid ride. "Ah ah ah ah ah ah" has been guilty of. Nonsense, one night, after watching a full set of sixteen of the sun's descendants, or not cut version, you do not sleep ah?! (the key is, his mother is in the city did not ignore her brush), his father, in the night to catch the construction. "Boom!" Huo rain surprised. Omg! Hey, like, what the foot like, bent down to look at ---- A junior high school male freshmen at her feet, his face still keep her shoe. Like a birthmark. "It's really sorry!" The left handed english. The man's face was black.
With ice cream in the left hand, a bicycle on the right hand, and a languid ride. "Ah ah ah ah ah ah" has been guilty of. Nonsense, one night, after watching a full set of sixteen of the sun's descendants, or not cut version, you do not sleep ah?! (the key is, his mother is in the city did not ignore her brush), his father, in the night to catch the construction. "Boom!" Huo rain surprised. Omg! Hey, like, what the foot like, bent down to look at ---- A junior high school male freshmen at her feet, his face still keep her shoe. Like a birthmark. "It's really sorry!" The left handed english. The man's face was black.
"Shall I tell you a secret?!" Huo Xiaoyu eating ice cream said: "what?" "Our class has a classmate, he almost did not talk to the primary school, but the study is frightening by leaps and bounds. And I, it's his classmate." "You're not lying to me?" Huo rain always don't believe his words. Can't he answer the question?" "Really, I'm not lying to you." Meng Yu stick in her ear. "He called the passover." "Was it strange at that time?" Meng Yu, he said, "yes."! 1, did not say a word with the students, and the 2, I do not know what to think, do not listen to class. It results in good, really scary, 3, dinner time, point the things that don't get aunt, said the name may be dumb, I don't know. 4, he didn't see him go home!!"
Huo rain still feel impossible, must be the first person to let him speak. The school scenery is really beautiful. A few tree stands in the downstairs, a full 4 meters. Nearby is also a kind of sunflower, but did not come to the school report that a few days, they are leaves, a lot of people have come to pick up the seeds. Did not walk a few meters, they saw a few handsome guy, deeply felt that the color value is not worse than the stars. Maybe, when they grow up, they are the stars of tomorrow. One, keep the head of a young boy, the corner of the mouth in a smile, especially good-looking, there is a basketball, the play of the action, if a 2 meter height, certainly the next Yao Ming.
Unfortunately, he was only one meter 53... What is this ghost? There are two buildings in the school. Teaching building and laboratory building. The teaching building has five floors, the experimental building also has a layer of six. And each area, there are balconies, each balcony. All kinds of plants. Lilies there is a piece of the fallen swing, chrysanthemum, lilac is only a flower bud, flowering distance, and a few days, sunflower, and reed are not flowering. Also a few days later. A small willow, now is a good time is just full of vigour. A willow in the swing, if coupled with some ancient music, will be more suitable. Unfortunately, it is spring, a part of the plants, all summer and autumn before. So now, only half of the plants. However, it is also very pleasant scenery. If there is no homework, then come to this school, that is, to vacation Bar Koti or homework. Therefore, throughout the year, spring, summer, autumn and winter, there will be accompanied by scenery. However, Huo rain thought of Meng Yu, still a little sad, feeling, and Meng Yu will not become good friends,.
There are 12 classes in each grade, all according to the score. Class 11 and class 12 are the worst. Even the squad leader, may have failed the final exam. Moreover, the 11,12 class, can not participate in any school activities, spring, autumn, winter summer camp, the purchase of daily life. Only, more than other classes of mathematics, English, Chinese and other seven subjects of learning daily, there are half of the questions are written. Do not write, once deducted credits 5 points, ah, ah, there are more summer homework and winter homework. And, on Friday, each of the third classes, others can go to school, they can only go to the library, to participate in remedial classes, each teacher is particularly cheap. Not just some homework, tomorrow is drag class. They can be said to be tears..
Huo Xiaoyu fortunately his final exam. Otherwise, go to class 11 or class 12. Tomorrow will be no hope of 
Think of here, to the 11 and the class of the suffering of the students who are 12. Hands, have been acid Bar Tto, have been sitting in the whole body, it can not stand up, Bar Light rain, so slow. Meng Yu, we're all in the new classroom for more than and 10 minutes. Huo Xiaoyu looked at the watch, it's 8:40. She actually spent half an hour at school! See the time, Huo Xiaoyu immediately rushed to the new classroom, fortunately, only on the 3 floor, not late. There is no heaven class in the third floor of the 1, the first class in the classroom in Lou, 3 Huo Xiaoyu will enter the classroom, suddenly found that Meng Yu actually in the classroom door, waiting for her more than half an hour! "Are you waiting for me?" Huo guang. "Yeah, didn't you see my eyes? But I'm waiting for you.." "Nothing to offer, not to be a thief! You must have something to ask me." Huo Xiaoyu has seen him through everything. "I don't know what that means, but I really do."" What? What? Nothing gallant, non rape that pirates, the meaning of this sentence, he did not know, do not know if he has learned Chinese, do not know that he is not on the relationship in the class 2
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i know last post is a joke and it's bc chikage clearly has issues and like i say that all the time that i have 0 standarts but also I'm joking when i say that :( he has a lot of fascinating elements to him and he's much better than that...
(fucktons of spoilers for act 2 underneath) (also it got long)
yeah chikage has a terrible start in the story and he sure has flaws but he's also like a chara who canonically tends to repress his trauma and i could argue that a lot of his bad traits come from that in particular and i have so much sympathy for it (even more so since he begs for help about being saved from it in his character song)
to me it's someone who's been thrown into an awful situation and coped as he could, the fact he considers truth a weakness is indication that he could never feel safe being truthful, and the circumstances of his grief really put the fact he has unhealthy coping mechanism on fire to burn the only person he still cared about.
not to mention i think there's something just to be said about his dedication to stay in the organization to protect hisoka because it's the acknowledgement that his hands are so dirty anyway that he can keep dirtying them if it means he can protect the people he loves, but like again, in his song he begs to "be saved from this fate" so i doubt it's something he's doing because he truly doesn't mind - August wanted to free him too after all, and he knew Chikage better than anyone.
and imo there's a layer of self hatred that comes with being dedicated in staying the monster. just like also in citron's arc he accepts to be "the villain" again and be hated if that's what Citron needs of him, Chikage has no fun at all about it and he doesn't even bother to lie about it either which imo shows how much he's throwing his life away for others.
not to mention his lies are also a reflexion of that - by denying others of knowing about him he's sacrificing a part of his identity to keep everyone's safe and imo the fact he was truthful to Tsuzuru about that ways before he considered the spring troupe family (and that the lie he tells tsuzuru to get him to protect himself is still based on half truth) show that it's not something he's doing out of joy and that even at his worst he still considered ways to protect those people (even if it was for something as simple as he projected August on Tsuzuru that time)
also i do think a few of his deeper lies are based on half truth which i find fascinating. the story he tells Tsuzuru clearly is supposed to evoke August and Hisoka. The lie he tells Sakyo about where he was with Izumi is based on, if you boil it down, "making things right for your sibling" which is still exactly what happened then.
also to anyone who called his lies gaslighting, please actually research what gaslighting is because it's not what he's doing. it's not a synonym for lying. gaslighting implies wanting to make their victim doubt their reality by enforcing that their recolection of an event was made up by them and remplacing said recolection by a lie. it's a manipulation tool to make people think they cannot even trust themselves. and it is a paterns, not a one off thing, because it's a form of long term abuse. Chikage always says he's lying about himself, not about what people think they know, he made it clear that people shouldn't trust what he's saying, the only "lie" he keeps up is about his identity and it's to protect everyone, even in the end he tells Sakyo that he wishes he could tell the truth but he can't share it. "Rather than fooling others, i'm better at fooling myself" as he says in his character song. also another indication than his lies are a coping mechanisms to set distance with his own feelings and keeping people from getting too close, not to manipulate others. (note also that as far as i can tell he never lied to Hisoka, ie the only person who actually knows him).
when people love or relate to a character who sees themselves as the villain, as the monster, there's deeper truth that can be unveilled for that.
and if he's honest about it, considering his thoughts on his mother and step dad(s) i think there is a deep cut into his ability to trust others because of that situation and it is so deep that it's probably more arguments on why he closed himself to this point. also i know ppl are mad at the direction this took and yeah i get it but it's a him problem, he just doesn't want to be touched and I'm still mhmmm at the amount of trust you must have lost from your parents to get to such a level of repulsion.
but without even going that deep a lot of Chikage's fans I've met are Gekka fans and they're especially emotional over his dynamic with Hisoka and his attempts to now make things right toward him. and imo part of the reason Chikage doesn't apologize (which i saw people being angry about) is because he doesn't even forgive himself for the things he's done, he's doing the right thing now because he wants to protect what he loves but i don't think he deserves to be forgiven, which is why he also tried to run away that one time, before he could have this one convo with Hisoka when they talked about their shared trauma.
(tbh add the lyrics to Scarlet Game where Hisoka says "but only i was forgiven" because he's the only one who got out of the organization in the end and allowed to move on while it acknowledge that as long as Chikage remains in the organization he is stuck unable to move on from the horrible things he has done and will do for it. Chikage is like trapped and he picked that fate to make sure Hisoka was safe but it's so sad.)
I'd also argue that considering act 2 acts in pair, with the spring and winter chapter foiling each other and summer and autumn doing so as well, Chikage's family mistrust and how it impacted him can and should be set in parallelism with Guy's situation, because both seem to have been coping with their mother's poor decisions in men and the neglect that followed in letting their kids being hurt and repressing themselves because of that and joining organization where both could be tools with a distance toward their emotions. tho that does rely on Chikage telling the truth about that one thing but so far I'd tend to believe it.
Chikage's copings are a dumpfire and it doesn't help that his grief was so raw that he just fucked up everything, but the amount of trauma that hides underneath is so compelling to me.
also lbr but i also don't trust someone who keeps a potion used to comit suicide on him at all time is someone who is completely at peace with his life. the organization likely wired in all gekka that their lives didn't matter and that they should throw it out for the organization and imo it gave them a unhealthy rapport to death. even the fact Chikage did threatens Hisoka that he "should not come back alive if August dies" the aftermath showed that it's not something Chikage seriously thought. imo i believe Chikage believed that, but when he learnt of Hisoka's death he must have felt partially responsible and realized the weight of his words. while it's an horrible thing to say the fact Hisoka rolled his eyes at it means, imo, that they were both wired in not setting values into their lives anyway. and considering how quickly Hisoka tRIED TO KILL HIMSELF i would actually bet that it extends to Chikage. i believe both of them were wired with suicidal thoughts they could easily act on. again, the fact August tempered with the potions imo really show he expected both brothers one day to kill themselves and he tried to prevent that blaming himself for it. so yeah while what Chikage told Hisoka was awful, they were probably both raised with that mindset, Chikage realized too late the weight of this mindset and has now an opportunity to fix it, but i also think it shouldn't be brushed off that Hisoka acted on it and tried to kill himself and that by all account, Chikage would have a similar thought process.
(also feel like it reflects in their character song of suicidal idealization but in different ways: Hisoka of not wanting to wake up, to keep living in a dream because reality frightens him and he's scared of himself, while Chikage's would probably be more about how he feels like he cannot be saved from his fate. that's overreading though but i think about it a lot)
ALSO (this is the fourth time I'm editing this post with an addition) his spice addiction is something to consider bc I've read a thread about it once and, it seems that, spices unleash specific chemicals that sends a pain reaction to the brain that is answered with andorphine to ease the pain and it is what brings joy out of it. Chikage eats an ungodly amount of spice which is already alarming, he mentions it's the only food he can bear to eat but it took him a long while to appreciate it, so the guy just needed Homemade Chemicals to be stable and ironically those involve pain. it also can product an addiction and we know Chikage feels it that way bc of his "I'm in spice withdraw" line and that in his vampire backstage when he tries to stop eating spice it reflects on his mood a lot, Hisoka gets alarmed by how much of a bad mood Chikage is in. so like... it's not healthy for Chikage to do that and while now he probably eats spice just to eat it and the chemical reactions doesn't do as much effect (like coffeeaddiction) it still is that Chikage had to find ways to cope with his life and now he can't really let go and it's super sad to me?
and it's honestly incredible because i started this post wanting to share very personal reasons Chikage's arc echoed with me but instead with the preface alone it's a character meta that just stands on its own, so like, feel that i feel all of that for him while also having deeply personal reasons to connect with him. (not relate tho, not... really, but connect and feel sympathy)
so yeah i know I'm also one to joke about my low standarts when it comes to how i love Chikage because he has glaring flaws but all i see is a wounded man and i feel so much for him and imo there's a lot, lot of reasons to feel sympathy for him.
so yeah i love Chikage bye.
#just yesterday i was saying i can't put into words how much i love chikage bc my brain shortcircuit when i do#but yet here i am at 6:46am writing it down on my phone bc last reblog made me frown#like 'yeah i getchu but you're wrong and i wouldnt want to be your friend'#also as for the personal stuff first i just must stay that while i wish they didn't make chikage hates all women bc of his mom#i totally get the feeling of betrayal and anger that comes with your trust in your mother in this situation#my mom kept having dated awful men who treated her okay but threathened to hit me or burn my stuff#and my mom telling me that i 'should learn not to provoke them' and doing nothing about it#or when i cried telling her i was hurting she just told me 'oh but he loves you a lot so don't worry'#like now after the last asshole i had a huge therapy convo with my mom to get her to pick up the paterns she did and all#so now we're gucci but like. it took me to be 25 to finally have my mom listen to me.#her last ex left 2 years ago.#chikage is 26 and he left his family home when he was ways younger and went into a place where he couldn't trust people#im not surprised it translated this way#(tho personally i think he should be mistrustful of everyone not just women)#(but i also totally get the feeling of 'this one person was supposed to protect me and instead put me through hell for her own comfort')#anyway that aside i genuinely relate to hisoka when it comes to his dynamic with his brother#and stuff with Chikage's dynamic reminds me of stuff with my sister#and it's complicated and i dont want to enter into details#but i was struck with the realization the reason i love chikage so much is that he's actually making things better for hisoka now#my sister treated me like utter shit bc she put blame on me for our sister's leaving and she never had a double take.#nowadays we dont even talk anymore unless she comes to complain i make things difficult for /her/ bc i cut tied with my father#which happened becaude hE SUED ME 3 TIMES HELLO HOW AM I THE ONE TO BLAME IN THIS#my sister put me in a very shitty legal situation a while back too for very selfish reasons#(which i had to deal with on top and in consideration of my dad's current lawsuit)#and she just yelled at me for making things difficult for her like hello????#also now that i think about it all that happened around the time of chikage's chap release#so yeah anyway all i mean by that is that i can see some stuff from my relationship with my sisters with the initial gekka dynamic#and therefore it totally wrecked me to see Chikage actually work to fix things and be there now#bc like 'wow my sister would never but I wish she did' so i fell in love. and i ran out of tags so. know i have more to day here.#ichatalks about a3
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