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starandcloud · 10 months

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42!Miles Headcannons

I am on a kick of Spiderverse, so Tumblr gets it-

Miles has separation anxiety with you, which got a lot worse when you started dating, him being the prowler and all

He cannot handle the sound of guns, it makes his anxiety race.

He'd never admit it but he genuinely likes your company, like he'll deny it then go out of his way to find stupid reasons to hang out with you. Which his mom plays into. Miles: Aye, Idiota. Come over. My mom misses you. Y/N: Ooookay? Rio, hugging Y/N: Y/N I've missed you, how've you been? Are you feeling okay? Have you been eating enough? Y/N, laughing: I'm okay Mrs. Morales, thank you for worrying about me though Miles: *Absolutely smitten by how you interact with his mom*

Leaves you gits randomly, like if he's out on a job with his uncle and he sees something he knows you'll like he'll swipe it (and leave money) and either leave it on your desk or put it on your window sill. You've yet to catch him

He HAS stopped and watched you sleep when he left you a gift, not in creepy way more like a "God... They're so perfect..." His eyes, hidden behind his lil mask, softened on you. He only left because the hallway light flicked on and he panicked. That was the loudest he had ever fled from somewhere, he didn't even close your window.

He is really artistic too, he has dozens of sketches of you in his sketchbook. You're his favorite thing to draw

Don't get me wrong, I'm a sucker for Miles wanting to kill someone for you. But he would only think it, he'd never actually act on those thoughts. He couldn't bear the weight of taking a life, even if it was for you. He's a vigilante, remember

As terrifying as he seems, Miles is a HUGE baby when it comes to getting hurt. He'll act like he's fine, but when he's with his Uncle or Mom he cries. Like ugly cries, he's a huge baby-

Has Trypanophobia (The Fear of Needles), hates the sight of them and cannot handle it when he has to get shots

When he cannot handle anything anymore he goes to his dad's Mural and just sits there, he doesn't talk or make any noise. He just sits against the brick, sometimes he cries, sometimes he doesn't but he's always there late at night so no one really sees him

He doesn't talk to anyone he actually has a crush on, like he's flirty as hell with everyone but the person he actually likes he's really blunt and distant. Like a dumbass

I can 100% see Miles being Omni, like he could like anyone as long as he's close to them

We all know Miles' sleep schedule is FUCKED, he's a Vigilante, he doesn't get to sleep much due to everything being at night. But he still gets good grades and sleeps when he can

This is literally one of his posts on Twitter and you CANNOT tell me otherwise-

He isn't really bothered by people who're taller than him, or people who are a few inches shorter. But if you're below his chin he's wary, he's heard enough from Ganke not to mess with people that short. "They have to climb to get things, I don't wanna mess with someone who climbs counters.

I can see him being taller than 1610!Miles, cause 1610!Miles is 5'8" so I can see 42!Miles being anywhere from 5'9 to 5'10". Like it's not a noticeable difference if you're not paying attention, ya know?

Miles does Photography, but it's more of a hobby. He doesn't plan on turning it into a career, but he does it when he's got the chance, his posts look like this

Bubbly_Rose and Vanilla.Coffee.Addict. Are both his mom, different accounts to support her son. Best mom 100%

Miles has dozens of playlists on spotify, most of which are for his friends and family.

Cat person but has a german shepard named Luna

Had dreads ONCE and decided he hated them, so he stuck to his braids

Miles can cook, really really well. His mom and him used to bond through cooking and now it's something he does when he's stressed or upset

Depending on how tired Miles is, is how he sleeps. If he's just a lil sleepy, his legs are kinda bent and his arms are by his head, HOWEVER, if it was after REALLY tiring job with his uncle he kinda just falls onto his bed and sleeps like that

He usually doesn't go to anyone for comfort and comforts himself unless it's really bad then he goes to his mom or (if he really REALLY trusts them) his significant other

Miles has a tendency to flinch/move away from any form of touch that's not from his mother. He gets pins and needles if he's not expecting a touch and it is almost painful, I wouldn't say he's touch-starved but with his mom working so much it's easy to see that he would be

The one thing that brings Miles' to tears is watching his mom work herself to the bone and never being able to take a break. It makes him so mad that he can't help her, without it being obvious, that it reduces him to tears

He cries when he's mad

He hates it when people go through his things or move them. He has everything in a place, everything has to be perfect. Major OCD when it comes to his room, it's his space and he wants it perfectly clean

Miles takes really good care of himself, he keeps himself in shape (outside of being the Prowler) and makes sure to eat and hydrate right

Miles. Is. A. Huge. Softie for little kids. He acts like he can't stand them but the minute he's flashed a toothy smile from a little kid, he can't help but smile back

He considers a few people who aren't family, his family like Ganke

His idea of "A Perfect Vacation" is going anywhere with his mom and Uncle. It could literally be a trip to his Paternal Grandmother's house, and as long as his mom isn't working he is perfectly content

Miles tends to bite his nails and chew on his lips when he's nervous

By FAR the strangest thing Miles has ever seen was one of his classmates straight up touching their eyeball, that happened when he was 13 and it still freaks him out

Miles accepts advice relatively well, he doesn't show it but he does

He hates most pictures, but there was a few that his version Gwen took of him.

He is horrible at talking to someone he's got a crush on, like worse than 1610!Miles ;-;

Miles wakes up before his mom, when she's home, and makes her breakfast, he eats, showers, and goes to school, comes home, does his homework, goes to his boxing class (curtesy of Uncle Aaron), and depending on the day either goes on a job or goes to sleep

He has a few scars on his face from one of the first few jobs he was on when he wasn't far enough away from a bomb when it went off

Ocra. He CANNOT with the texture of it.

He loves stormy weather, its relaxing to him

He loves Fall and winter, the crisp air makes him smile

As a way to waste time, he goes to the gym or draws

When Miles wakes up from a nightmare, he kinda just lays there until he puts his headphones on and falls asleep to whatever song he's listening to

Miles collects little doo-dads from the street, it gives him something to fidget with

Miles knows English, Spanish, and French. He had to take a second language class and he COULDN'T take Spanish, so he's relatively fluent in French

Miles is the type of person to give someone the tightest most affection hugs, like even if he's just friends with the person. Hugs are like "I love you"s for Miles, they're sparing things from him

If Miles had three wishes from a genie he'd wish for: 1. His mother to either be paid more or for her to work less 2. His city to have less issues 3. To talk to his dad again

CROSSOVER: Miles is a gryffindor, with a Kingfisher Patronus and an 11.25 in Applewood wand with Unicorn hair ((I don't support J.K. Rowling))

Miles saw you in his clothes once and it MELTED him, he physically leaned against the wall and smiled stupidly

If you don't typically wear glasses (despite needing them, like my dumbass) and you wear them around Miles. The first time he saw you in them, he was distracted enough he walked into a wall.

Miles will protest being called cheesy things likes "Babydoll", "Pumpkin" "Sweets", "Bubba", "Light of My Life", "Tater Tot" (this happened ONCE, "Sunshine", "Dumpling", "Bambie", and "Babyface". He genuinely loves it when you call him that. Specifically: Babydoll, Pumpkin, and Sunshine. He still likes the other ones but loves those more.

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hbnjhgv · 2 months

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My aot ethnicity headcannons

Eren: 62.5% German 37.5% Italian since Grisha is a German ass name and just everything about Grisha is German, the name Carla is German and Italian and Carla seems Italian to me.

Mikasa: 50% Asian, (I think Japanese but not 100% sure) 37.5% German 12.5% English. We already know that Mikasas mom is obviously Japanese, but we don't know about her dad. The origin of the name Ackerman is German, and her dad seems German, since aot is set in Germany. I also have a feeling her dad was part English. Like 25% English.

Armin: 75% German, 25% English. The name Armin is an Old German coming from the name Arminius and the name Arlert is an English name. I think his dad was 50% English and 50% German, and I think his mom was 100% German.

Connie: 50% Puerto Rican 25% American 25% German. The name 'Connie' is a name with Latin roots. I also think his name is short for Costance which is a late Latin name. The last name 'Springer' is also a very common name in America and is also German.

Sasha: 62.5% German 12.5% Russian 12.5% Slavic 12.5% Austrian. The name 'Sasha' comes from Slavic and Russian origin that means 'defender' and 'helper of mankind'. Also, the name 'Braus' is is a German name originating from Austria.

Jean: 87.5% French, 12.5% German. The name 'Jean' which is pronounced French in the anime originates from France and his last name 'Kirstein' originates from Germany. He's also very French looking, and I think his mom is 75% French and 25% German, and his dad looks VERY French. (Jean probably peaks french with his parents at home)

Reiner: 100% German, no doubt about it. JUST LOOK AT HIM. Also, 'Reiner Braun' is the most German sounding name I have ever heard. Not to mention his moms name 'Karina' is also very German.

Bertholdt: 90% German, 10% Dutch. The surname 'Hoover' is German and Dutch. Also, the name 'Bertholdt' is German

Yumir: 87.5% Norwegian, 12.5% German. The name 'Fritz' is German, but because of how many people were Fritz in aot the German is probably barely there. The name 'Yumir' is German and Norse, which also kind of adds to the Norwegian.

Historia: 62.5% German, 25% Greek, 8.4% English, 4.1% Spanish. The name 'Historia' originated from Greece and is also English and Spanish. Also, the name Reiss is an Old German surname.

Levi: 62.5% German, 30% French, 8.5% Scandinavian. I think his mom dad were mainly German since aot is based in Germany. Also, the name 'Levi' originates in Scandinavia.

Hanji/Hange: 62.5% Greek 25% German 12.5% Korean. The name Hange comes from Germany, but the name Hanji comes from Korea. The name 'Zoë' is Greek, and Hange has a Greek nose. I also like to think of them as Greek.

Moblit: 62.5% German, 25% Ireland, 12.5% British. The name 'Moblit' comes from Ireland and Britain, but the last name 'Berner' is German.

Erwin: 50% English, 50% German. The name 'Erwin' is old German meaning 'army' (which is very fitting for Erwin) the surname 'Smith' is the most English surname I've ever heard in my life.

Miche: 50% German, 37.5% French, 12.5% Greek. The name 'Miche' is a unisex French name meaning 'large loaf of bread' and his last name 'Zacharias' is French, Greek, and German.

Nanaba: 25% German 75% French. This one ks because I say so cause I'm tired.

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canirove · 11 months

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The Princess & the Football Player | Chapter 11

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"Hello."

"Hi."

"Please come in."

"Thank you."

"I'll be outside in case you need anything" David says, closing the door behind Declan.

"Do you want to sit?" I ask.

"Yeah, sure."

"So..." I say, nervously playing with my hands.

"You look beautiful."

"Really?"

"Yeah" Declan smiles.

"Roberta and I spent the whole morning doing our hair and make up for today and trying all the clothes we have, but then I ended up undoing it all and wearing an old Zara dress" I chuckle. "I didn't feel like myself."

"You always look beautiful to me. But if I have to choose, this version of you is my favourite one."

"Not the fancy one like on my birthday?" I ask with a teasing smile.

"That's second" he winks.

After that, the awkward silence is back. Why? Why are we behaving like this? We've been together before. First alone and then with Roberta and Mason. We text all the time. Facetime when we are free. Why does today feel so different? Why are we so... Shy?

"Ok, I've had enough" I say, getting up from the sofa.

"What?"

"For whatever the reason, we both are behaving like two teenagers on their first date, so we need to do something to help us break the ice."

"Something like what?"

"Fancy a beer?" I ask with a cheeky smile.

"I... I actually haven't had one yet" he says, scratching the back of his head.

"Declan!" I say, sitting down again.

"I know, I know" he chuckles. "But we didn't win the Euros, so."

"Well, you just made it to the World Cup semi finals. That deserves a celebration."

"With beer?"

"That's what Germans use" I shrug. "Besides, you are half Irish. It seems fitting."

"Ok" he says, giving me a smile that makes my heart skip a bit. Or two.

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"Eleanor this... This is a lot of beer" Declan laughs.

"But we aren't going to drink it all, you silly. It is a beer tasting."

"A beer tasting?"

"Yep. We need to find out which beer is your favourite."

"The Princess corrupting the football player and not the other way around?" he says with a teasing smile.

"Oh, shut up" I laugh, hitting him on the arm. "Ready?"

"Ladies first."

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"I think the last one is my favourite."

"Because it also is mine?" I ask, arching a brow. Or trying to. I think I am a bit tipsy.

"Maybe" Declan says, his cheeks starting to look a bright shade of pink, the beer starting to affect him too.

"Shit, sorry" I laugh after not being able to contain a burp.

"That's not very princess-like of you" he laughs.

"Don't tell my mum."

"I won't, Eleanor. I promise."

"Say it again."

"Uh?"

"My name. Say it again."

"Eleanor."

"You make it sound so sexy" I giggle. "Say princess now."

"Princess. Princess Eleanor."

"So sexy" I say, moving closer to him. "Let's try with another word... Moist. People say it is the ugliest word in English."

"Moist" he says, also moving closer.

"Yeah... That was sexy" I reply, biting my lip.

"May I kiss you?"

"What?"

"Didn't that sound sexy?"

"Very. The sexiest thing I've ever heard."

"Then may I kiss you or will a bunch of secret agents from MI6 come out of nowhere?"

"Declan!" I laugh.

"God, you have the most beautiful laugh I've ever heard. Has anyone ever told you that?"

"You are the first" I say, my cheeks burning. Burning from the beers, from him talking so close to me, and from the fact that he wants to kiss me.

"Then may I kiss you or will I end up being sent to the Highlands?" he asks, moving even closer.

"There is nothing like trying" I shrug, my whole body tensing in anticipation.

After that, he keeps moving and closing the space that was left between us, but very slowly if I'm being honest. When one of his hands touches my face, cupping it, that electricity I felt the first time I met him and basically every time we've touched, is back. His thumb starts caressing my cheek, his eyes moving from mine to where his thumb is, then to my lips, and one last time to my eyes before kissing me.

That electricity, that connection we've had so far, is nothing compared to what I feel when his lips touch mine. My whole body has frozen, it isn't able to move. But at the same time, every fiber in me is burning and I'm melting under his touch. It is something I have never felt before, and I can't get enough of it.

"No secret agents?" he whispers against my lips.

"Nothing" I reply. "But maybe you have to keep going to be sure they aren't coming. This may not be enough."

"Ok" he chuckles, moving his thumb over my lower lip and making me gasp before kissing me again, this time with more passion, more hunger. And so do I, my body freaking out a bit less and finally being able to do something.

I move my hands to his chest, grabbing his shirt and pulling him closer to me. The hand he had on my face moves to my waist, also pulling me closer to him.

And before I know it, I'm laying down on the sofa, Declan's body on top of mine as my hands move from his chest to his neck, which finally allows my dream of running my fingers through his hair become a reality. God, his hair. It is softer than I thought.

I don't know for how long we keep going like that before he moves to my jaw, leaving kisses all the way up as one of his hand moves to my thigh, my skin burning where his fingers have been. When he's done with my jaw, he moves to my neck, and I can't help but moan when I feel that first kiss, my back arching against his body. If he keeps doing this, kissing me and touching me like that, I'm pretty sure I'll burst into flames.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Ma'am?" David says from the other side of the door.

"Shit" I whisper, Declan freezing in place, his eyes fixed on mine.

"Ma'am, your uncle Jamie is here."

"Shit, shit, shit" I say again, trying to get up.

"Your uncle Jamie?" Declan whispers. "As in the one who looks like a Calvin Klein model and has biceps the size of my head?"

"The same one" I chuckle.

"What do we do?"

"Ma'am?" David calls again.

"Bathroom."

"What?"

"Hide in the bathroom, Declan" I say.

"What if he needs to pee?"

"He won't. C'mon" I say, pushing him towards it.

"You better be right. I'm too young and handsome to die."

"Of course you are" I chuckle, giving him a quick peck before I close the door.

"Eleanor?" my uncle calls. "Are you ok, darling?"

"Uncle Jamie, hi!" I say, finally opening my room's door. "I wasn't expecting you."

"I can tell" he laughs. "You look a bit... Flushed."

"Oh, this" I say, touching my face. It is burning. "I was taking a nap, and it was one of those really good ones that make you drool and everything."

"I know the feeling" he says, walking into my room while David gives me a disapproving look before closing the door.

"What are you doing here?"

"I've come to take my favourite niece out for dinner."

"Don't let Sophie know that" I laugh.

"She already knows, don't worry" he says, sitting on the sofa where just a moment ago Declan and I were making out. "So, what do you say? Are you up to it?"

"I need to get changed first. Definitely take a shower."

"Oh, don't worry, take your time. I have some emails to answer, I can wait" he says, taking out his phone.

"Here?"

"Is there any problem with that?"

"No, no" I quickly say. It's just that I have a boy hiding in my bathroom, nothing else.

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"And?" Declan whispers when I walk into the bathroom.

"He still is here."

"What?"

"He is taking me out for dinner, and has decided to wait for me while I shower and get ready."

"Are you going to shower while I'm here?" he asks, trying not to smirk but failing.

"Idiot” I say, rolling my eyes. “I'm going to try and get rid of him, so don't make any noise, ok?"

"Ok."

"Eleanor? Eleanor darling, your phone is ringing" I hear my uncle say.

"Behind the door" I say, pushing Declan.

"Careful. I still have games to play" he chuckles.

"Eleanor, who is Mason?" my uncle says when I open the bathroom's door.

"Mason?"

"Yes, Mason. He was the one calling you" he says, showing me the phone. Declan's phone.

"Oh, he's a friend of Roberta's. That's her phone, she was here earlier" I say, taking it from his hands.

"So is that why you had all those beer bottles on the table? Were you having a party?"

"It was a beer tasting, that's why I fell asleep. I was a bit tipsy and didn't have time to tidy up."

"Naughty" he smiles. "But there is a Mason on the national team. Mason Mount. Did you girls lie to me and actually are flirting with the players?"

"What? No... No, no, no. This is a guy from home that she met on a night out, he isn't the Mason Mount" I say with a nervous laugh.

"Ok..."

"Uncle Jamie, why don't you wait for me downstairs, uh? I'm going to be coming in and out of the bathroom all the time while I get ready, I'll distract you."

"That actually isn't a bad idea. I have to reply to an email in French, and you know I've always struggled with that. I need to be focused."

"An email to a certain French chef?"

"How... Sophie."

"Yeah…" I chuckle. "Promise to tell me everything about him while we have dinner?"

"Promise."

"Then I'll meet you downstairs. I'll be quick."

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"You can come out, he's gone" I say to Declan once my uncle has left my room.

"Thank God. You've done this before, haven't you?" he says, walking towards me.

"Hiding a boy in the bathroom or getting rid of my uncle?"

"Both" Declan chuckles.

"I may have. You are lucky I didn't hide you under the bed."

"That has happened?" he says, hugging me by the waist.

"When I was 15. He was hiding from my grandma."

"She is scary."

"She is" I laugh, putting my arms around his neck and leaning forward to kiss him.

"Ma'am?" David calls from the other side of the door.

"What now?" I say, resting my forehead on Declan's chest.

"Ma'am, may I come in?"

"Come in."

"I think it's time for Mr. Rice to leave" David says. "You don't want to make your uncle wait for too long."

"Yes, yes" I say. "Will you please give us a minute?"

"But just one, I'll be counting. 60..." he says, closing the door.

"He is actually counting" Declan laughs.

"He is, so you better kiss me."

"You owe me a date, tho. This doesn't count."

"40..." David says.

"Isn't he counting too fast?"

"Declan, stop talking and kiss me."

"Yes, ma'am" he chuckles before doing exactly what I asked him to do.

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clairelsonao3 · 9 months

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OC Name Meanings Tag

Thanks to @starlit-hopes-and-dreams (post here) and @mysticstarlightduck (post here) for this one that I've been looking forward to for weeks! I'm a total name nerd and am obsessed with name meanings as well as new, trendy, odd, and/or obscure names (too bad many of these started out as generic placeholders!)

For obvious reasons, though, I can't help but wish you'd waited a bit longer to tag me in this. 🤣 But, here goes.

Some very minor spoilers here for Ch. 16 onward.

Louisa is German for "famous warrior," a surprisingly strong name, but, then again, this is a girl who has a way of surprising people with her strength. It's also one of the many, many girls' names I've had a crush on for years, and one of the many I probably won't ever use for my own (eventual) child. So I gave it to my fictional child instead. 🥹🥹

I established in an earlier tag game that she was named after both her maternal and paternal grandfathers (Louis and Daniel). So for the rest of her name, we have Danielle (Hebrew: "God is my judge," and Phillips (Greek: "horse-lover") (and literally the first surname that popped into my head as a placeholder, and I'm very annoyed because it's so common. Oh, well.)

Maeve is interesting. She should have a Luxembourgish name, but she's not one for convention. So the name is actually Irish, for "she who rules" and Maeve, a lover of fantasy stories, chose it herself after the mythological warrior queen. It's also a variant of Mab, Shakespeare's Queen of the Fairies, made famous in Mercutio's soliloquy from Romeo and Juliet. Conveniently, we haven't gotten around to learning her surname yet.

Erica is Norse for "eternal ruler," and Muller is German for "miller." Another name that started as basically a placeholder, but I've come around to it.

Milagros (Spanish: "miracles") who, in a plot point of sorts, named herself, has the full name of María de los Milagros de Ulloa y de la Torre-Giralt-Muller, chosen to honor an obscure Spanish astronomer who discovered Ulloa's ring aka the fog bow: Antonio de Ulloa (and hyphenated with Muller, obviously, for her wife). Interestingly, María de los Milagros is one of many Marian titles, meaning it's a Catholic name commonly used in Latin America referring to the Virgin Mary aka "Our Lady of the Miracles," though knowing Milagros, that's definitely not why she chose it.

Keith (Scottish: "wood") and Corey (Irish: "from the hollow") have the dubious honor of being the two most bland, generic, white-bread male names I could think of at the moment I created the characters. 🤣 Killeen is Irish and a variant of O Cillin, referring to St. Killian, the patron saint of rheumatism. But actually, it was just stolen from a friend of a friend; it seemed rare enough that no one would be offended when I used it for the worst character in the story. 🤣

And in case anyone remembers or cares that Lou's mom's name is Zoe, it's Greek for "life."

Jacob is of course a variant of James (Hebrew: "supplanter"), and I lazily stole Wallach from old-timey Western actor Eli Wallach, who was best known for playing the bad guy in The Magnificent Seven. But I mostly chose the surname, again, because I'd never heard it anywhere else, so, less chance of offending anyone. And before I knew he was going to be German. Luckily the name IS German, from valche, meaning "foreigner from a Romance country, usually Italy." Yeah, I'm confused too.

Resi/Tresa are German variations of Theresa (Greek: "late summer.") Hahn is also German, meaning "conceited, flamboyant, or sexually active." Really.

Felix (Latin: "happy") and Arlo (multiple origins, all relating to "hill") were chosen because they're two currently trendy baby names that I hate, hate, hate. (No offense to anyone who named their kid that, lol). And their surnames, which were only mentioned once and I'm not bothering to look up the meaning of, were chosen because they're two prominent family names on the island where I live, as kind of an in-joke.

Lemaya: As far as I can tell, it's made up (but not by me!) Maya has a ton of different meanings in various languages, the most common being Sanskrit, "illusion or magic."

Obadiah: (Hebrew: "servant of God"). I'll leave that there.

And that's pretty much everybody -- oh, wait. I'm missing someone? Imagine that. 😅

Okay. I'll tell you what. Because this is a post about names and I'm feeling cute, I'll leave you with a couple of hints: his first name is of Hebrew origin and was chosen for both sound and meaning.

I'll try gently tagging the following:

@romanceandshenanigans @janec23 @lucylyricism Would love to find out where your OCs' names came from!

#oc names #tag game #gsnbtr #my writing #writeblr

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randomvarious · 8 months

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Today's compilation:

Reloaded 3 2001 Alternative Rock / Indie Rock / Pop-Rock / Britpop / Post-Grunge / Nu Metal

Back in the early 2000s, the compilation arm of Universal Music put out a brief series of double-discs in the UK called Reloaded that ended up serving as something of a contemporaneous snapshot of the country's wide alternative rock landscape, spanning from soft and folky, indie-type stuff, to the most banal of radio rock, to the leading rock sound du jour at the time that was nu metal. And for an American listener like me, this series' third installment here, from '01, mostly makes for a great and clashing mix of bad and dumb nostalgic fun with some genuinely good turn-of-the-millennium rock fare that I'm not nearly as familiar with.

But although this comp is heavily dominated by rock music, the tracks that close out each disc are actually electronic, and I think they happen to be the two best songs of this whole set. Maybe you don't know Finnish band Pepe Deluxé's nifty vocal breakbeat tune, "Before You Leave," by name, but perhaps you remember it from this big and strange 2001 Levi's ad? 🤔

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And the other swell non-rock tune is UK duo I Monster's retro-futuristic trip hop classic, "Daydream in Blue," which was then later sampled by Lupe Fiasco for his own "Daydreamin'." But as you could probably tell, I Monster themselves sampled from another song to create their own too, which was a cover of Belgian band Wallace Collection's "Daydream," that was done in 1960 by a German group called Günter Kallmann Chor.

Now, for the cream of the crop when it comes to the actual rock music on here, there's Cali indie band Grandaddy, who also happen to provide the theme music for one of my favorite podcasts too, Citations Needed, which isn't a music-related show, but you should definitely listen to anyway 😁. On "Hewlett's Daughter," the group provides a soft and light, floaty indie groove, with frontman Jason Lytle playing keyboards while also delivering some Neil Young-type vocals.

And another rock song I really love on here is one that feels way more formulated for an alt-rock radio type of format, but in that regard, it excels exceptionally well as an unrelentingly smooth and upbeat tune: "Catch the Sun," by UK indie band Doves. This one doesn't appear to have charted in any capacity Stateside, but it probably would have if it had been given a real chance to. And it was featured in Project Gotham Racing too, which is a videogame that I happened to play a lot of when this song was around, so maybe that's partially why I enjoy it as much as I do 🤔.

And for the fun and dumb nostalgia, we have a whole litany of stuff: Limp Bizkit's "Rollin'," Papa Roach's "Last Resort," Matchbox Twenty's "If You're Gone," Wheatus' "Teenage Dirtbag," Bloodhound Gang's "The Bad Touch"—whose new wave intro I've always really loved—and Creed's "With Arms Wide Open," which sees Scott Stapp singing the word 'man' like no one had probably ever heard before ('mahhn') and then singing the word 'demand,' which partially rhymes with 'man,' in a completely different way, but also pretty much exactly like you would've expected him to sing it anyway ('demayhnd')?

So, I pretty much love this thing. Quality rock music, a couple terrific alt-electronic tunes that have aged really well, and then a bunch of songs that will take you right back to the silliness that represented so much mainstream rock music in 2001.

Highlights:

CD1:

Limp Bizkit - "Rollin' (Air Raid Vehicle)" Papa Roach - "Last Resort" Muse - "New Born" Queens of the Stone Age - "The Lost Art of Keeping a Secret" Wheatus - "Teenage Dirtbag" Feeder - "Seven Days in the Sun" JJ72 - "Algeria" Placebo - "Taste in Men" Ocean Colour Scene - "Up On the Down Side" Grandaddy - "Hewlett's Daughter" Elbow - "Red" PJ Harvey - "A Place Called Home" My Vitriol - "Grounded" Bloodhound Gang - "The Bad Touch" Pepe Deluxé - "Before You Leave"

CD2:

Stereophonics - "Have a Nice Day" Doves - "Catch the Sun" Creed - "With Arms Wide Open" Turin Brakes - "Underdog (Save Me)" Lowgold - "Counterfeit" Thirteen:13 - "Truth Hurts" Matchbox Twenty - "If You're Gone" I Monster - "Daydream in Blue"

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3ofpents · 9 months

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100 Palettes Challenge // Palette #15 // Greetings From the Pine Barrens

Today's color palette comes from a German Red Cross poster from 1914.

Are you excited? I'm excited.

It's less to do with the palette, though something about it does really appeal to me somehow.

But so let me bring you on a bit of a journey.

The other day, I was playing some classic Disney shorts for my toddler, one of them being Paul Bunyan. If you've never watched Disney's Paul Bunyan animated short, or if you haven't watched it in a while, I highly recommend it for the backgrounds alone. They're a classic example of that sort of classic painted, textured minimalist mid-century style. And as I was really looking at them, they reminded me so much of the travel posters from the 1930's and '40s. And as I was thinking about those, I just really wanted to try out the style.

So I did!

It didn't even take me that long to decide on a subject. I grew up in New Jersey and lived there for most of my life, and the thing that really pains me about cryptid fandom in the lack of love for the Jersey Devil.

Jersey Devil lore under the cut.

For those who don't know, the Jersey Devil (not to be confused with the hockey team of the same name, which was named after it!) is a cryptid alleged to live in the NJ Pine Barrens, an area that takes up about a third of the state. One of the several stories goes that, back in the colonial era, a woman either by the name of Mother Leeds or who lived at Leeds Point, NJ, discovered she was pregnant with her thirteenth child. Devastated — possibly because her husband was terrible, possibly because it was just hard giving birth to and supporting that many children — the woman hiked to the top of a hill nearby and shouted to the sky, "Let this one be a devil!"

Months later, possibly on a dark and stormy night, the woman gives birth to her thirteenth child. It might have been a rough birth, but both the mother and child survived. However, while the midwife was tending to the baby, the mother heard her scream. The baby changed — transformed — right in front of her eyes, its face and body lengthening, its hands twisting and hardening into hooves, a tail sprouting from its hips, and leathery wings stretching out of its back.

The next scream the mother heard was the inhuman screech of her devil child right before it killed the midwife and took flight. It might have then flown through the house, killing the entire family; it might have flown up the chimney in a burst of strength that blew the house from its foundations. But either way it flew into the depths of the pine barrens where it's rumored to have been terrorizing the residents of New Jersey ever since.

They say that anyone who's spent a night in the pine barrens has a story about encountering the Jersey Devil.

So when I thought about what location I wanted to make a travel poster for, obviously my first and only answer was the NJ pine barrens, and I needed to include the Jersey Devil on the poster somewhere.

And damn I had so much fun with this! Which you can probably tell, I think this is the most detailed piece I've ever made, and I'm so proud of it. I originally planned to have the Jersey Devil be lurking amongst the trees in a more prominent position, but with the limited palette I wasn't sure I'd be able to make it look right. And I really liked the idea of it kind of photo bombing the poster.

There was a little bit of frustration trying to figure out how I wanted to do the pine needles and the texture on the ground. But it was so satisfying when I finally hit on the look I wanted that the frustration barely even registered after that. And the tree textures, damn, I was expecting to be way more frustrated by that, but it worked out so well.

I loved the gradient around the moon so much that I added another one to the ground. I meant to play around with some gradients on the text but I forgot. I probably could've added some gradients to the trees too. When I do this again (because I'm definitely doing this again), I'm absolutely going to spend more time with gradients.

But god I'm so happy with how this came out, I might just print it out for myself to hang up.

#poster #poster design #cryptids #jersey devil #artists on tumblr #100 palettes challenge

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apersonwholikeslotus · 1 year

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This was inspired by me scrolling through the APH Germany tag at midnight while listening to the sound of music, also @ask19thcentury-doctorgilbert, it's not like their universe or anything I just really really like their family hc lol.

Papa - Prussia

Vater/Vati - Austria

(Liechtenstein calls him Papa tho)

Mama - Hungary

Gilbert calls Ludwig, Gnaschel, which means 'little child' in low Prussian.

Erzsébet calls Ludwig Kicsikém which means 'my little one' in Hungarian

Roderick isn't big on 'terms of endearment' (outside of for Erzsébet and Liesl that is) so he has nicknames for Ludwig; the most notable one being 'Leo'.

(all the nicknames come from @ask19thcentury-doctorgilbert )

I originally wrote this and posted it on my Wattpad on October 3rd for German reunification but just now decided to move it over here.

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"Vater and Mama invited me to their wedding" I told Papa, I had been holding onto the invitation waiting to tell him till last minute. It hadn't even been a year since the war so I doubted I would be allowed to go, but I was still going to ask.

I swear he clenched his fork a little tighter, "Did they?" he tried not to show that he was angry about it. "They want us to come?"

I thought of the invitation, it as politely as possible stated that Papa was not invited. Just me, and I wasn't sure how to tell him that. I looked back up "It's in June"

"We are not going" I heard him say, it was as serious as I ever heard him, well not as serious but it was still quite serious, this is just what I knew he would say. Ever since last year Papa has done his best to keep me away from Vater. I didn't matter if I wanted to see him or Mama, it's not allowed anymore because they're 'backstabbers'. For years both my fathers had done their best to get along in front of me, I knew they weren't the closest of friends, their relationship as brothers wasn't even that good... but I never knew it was this bad.

I poked at my food a bit, I considered saying I wasn't hungry and going up to my room or to the library to read when... "I was thinking we could go to Sanssouci?" my attention snapped to the topic change, "In June, it's been a few years and you loved it there when you were little"

"Papa I-..." I didn't really know what to say I partially knew it was just to try and keep me away from the wedding in Vienna, "That would be nice, but-"

"We don't have to go to Sanssouci" He suddenly counteracted, cutting me off "We could go to Königsberg, or... somewhere new, you pick"

I perked up a bit, "Can we go to Vienna?" I watched his eyes narrow a bit, he took a drink of his wine without breaking eye contact.

"Friedrich," He said my name slowly sounding it out completely, "We are not going to the wedding"

"You weren't even invited!" I blurt it out, I wasn't going to tell him he wasn't invited; assuming he wouldn't want to go anyway. His relationship with both Vater and Mama had always been shaky, he loved mama everyone knew he did there was barely any hiding it. I'm told he used to be very open about the crush, flirting with her, joking with Vater that it was only a matter of time before he stole her. Once my sister--cousin technically--Liesl was born though he stopped. This was in 1709 so a little less than a century before I was born, but I've been told he was extra somber at the christening. Quietly congratulating them on 'a healthy baby girl' and leaving as soon as it was over.

They said that the three of them didn't talk for years after it.

Finally in 1815 when the Napoleonic wars had ended, and I was about two we went to Vienna for the summer; and two weeks after we arrived I officially went from being the Confederation of the Rhine, to The German Confederation. It also began Papa and Vati's split custody of me. Now of course then I was barely two so I didn't remember any of it. Papa stayed that summer, even though it was Vati and Mama's three months. None of them thought it was a good idea to leave me in a new environment with people that were relatively new.

I went home afterwards, but when December came around we went back to Vienna and this time papa left me there. He stayed a few days to rest from his trip and threaten Vati with my well-being but then... it was a rough few days I'm told. Eventually though I got used to it, and within a few years I was constantly chattering about Papa, Vati, Mama, and my big sister Liesl. When I was eight and about to attend my first outing as the German Confederation, I was sat down a few days before hand

"Friedrich..." I was sitting in one of the drawing rooms, the door was closed and Liesl had been sent off to practice piano on the other side of the house. "We love that you think of your Vati and Mama as well just that but-"

"But, because of reasons that you aren't old enough to understand" Vati cut papa off, from how they were talking it was quite obvious they had rehearsed this conversation. "It has certain... do you know what the word implication means?"

I nodded a little, looking in between all three of my parents I felt like I was in trouble for some reason. Talks like this didn't happen unless you were.

"I told them you would" mama said it, "you're a smart boy" she winked at me, I could tell the entire statement had been to try and calm me down. The rest of the conversation was just telling me that at the meeting I needed to call Vati and Mamma 'onkel Roderick and tante Erzí' and if I talked to anyone about Liesl she was my cousin not my sister. I didn't understand why at the time. It just seemed important so I promised to do so.

I know now all the reasons I couldn't refer to them as my parents in public but... Papa had went back to eating; refusing to look me in the eye. I had the right to... I mean I'm not a child anymore, "I'm going. Whether you want me to or not"

I had tried my absolute best to sound certain. I wasn't scared of my papa, what reason would I have to be scared of him? But I had never directly contradicted him like this, I tried not to it was easier that way. "Fine" I almost couldn't breathe when he said it: he was actually agreeing to what I wanted? "You can go, but you have to find your own way there and back"

I tried not to be too excited, I assumed I would put my foot down and he would send me to my room... that he would get mad at me. That he was actually letting me go; I didn't expect that. "Thank you Papa! I'll find a way, don't worry"

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I stepped onto the train platform, ten hours on a train might seem like a lot. But my fathers would constantly talk about how in the seventeen-hundreds before I was born it easily took a person twelve days to get from Berlin to Vienna. I walked to the luggage car, checking my pocket to make sure I still had my ticket to claim my bags. I occasionally turned to check for Vati, he said he would come to pick me up. I had hoped to get off the train and to the luggage car before other people, but I was too late and ended up in the back of a group waiting. I sighed, I wasn't too fond on waiting But I didn't have anywhere to imminently be either.

"Leo!" I heard someone call out my name, I turned around looking but didn't see anyone I recognized. I shrugged it off, Leo wasn't exactly an uncommon name they could have been yelling for someone else. "Friedrich Ludwig Von Beilschmidt!"

Okay yeah no, whoever that is is looking for me; I turned back around scanning the crowd more thoroughly before I could even register a face though,

"Leo!!" Liesl half threw herself into a hug, some people standing around took a step or so back.

I smiled, accidentally lifting her off her feet as I picked her up. "Lise! How are you?"

"I'm good how are you," she stopped her tone changing to a teasing one "baby brother?"

I rolled my eyes, setting her down and pulling her close next to me to keep people from getting annoyed at the space we were taking up. "Where is Vati?"

"Waiting back at the carriage;" I shook my head a little, it sounded like Vater to do that. I heard the number on my ticket called and quickly pushed to the front of the crowd, Liesl trailing right behind me. "What luggage do you have?"

"Just the carpet bag" I held it up to show her "and my trunk" She nodded, as I handed my ticket to a porter who checked both numbers then told me to lead the way. The entire walk Liesl and I kept glancing at each other, neither of us wanting to break the awkward silence. The silence persisted all the way to the carriage; I handed Liesl my carpet bag then helped hoist the trunk onto the back and secure it. All I did was nod and quietly thank him before quickly getting in.

"Papa it was so funny! Leo didn't say anything!" Liesl was laughing, supposedly recounting to awkward walk from the train to here. I sat down next to her trying not to shake my head too much at how funny she thought the ordeal was.

"It was only because I think it's impolite to have a conversation where all people can't be included" I crossed my arms leaning back in the seat. I could almost hear Vati rolling his eyes, I smiled seeing him "Hallo Vati"

"Hallo Leo" he smiled back "How have you been?"

I was quiet trying to figure out what to say, how do I communicate an entire year of not seeing him or mama or Liesl in one word? What did I say to show that I had missed them all more than anyone could imagine but had been so busy I could barely think about missing people. I finally gave up, knowing we had weeks to recount everything I had done over the past year and responded with, "For the most part, I've been well"

He smiled, a sincere smile. "I'm glad to hear that,"

Vati looked tired, I assumed it was because of planning the wedding. They weren't exactly easy things to put together, especially not ones this big and important. I leaned back in the seat, i would never understand how traveling could make you so tired, it wasn't as if you were doing anything too tedious. I wanted to have a conversation with my family, but I also wasn't sure if I had to energy to string sentences together in any meaningful way.

I glanced over to Liesl, she was almost bouncing in her seat, she kept glancing between vati and I an almost mischevious look on her face. "What's going on?"

"Nothing!" Liesl snapped quickly, I little too quickly. She was hiding something, they both were that's for sure. "I can't just be excited that you're here?"

"No, no, you can" Now isn't the time for defending myself or trying to pry secrets out of older sisters who are absolute masters at keeping them. Liesl was granted the knowledge of what I was getting for christmas every year as long as she swore to keep quiet: she got quite good at keeping secrets from me in particular that way. It seems like she knows everything before I do.

I had never been so happy that the house wasn't too far from the train station, and that's saying a lot. I used to be so used to this trip it's almost embarrasing how much it wore me out this time. "Leisl if you could take my bag I can get--"

"Nonsense." vati cut me off before the sentence could be finished, "I'll have someone else get your trunk in a minute"

"Really, it's no-" he was out of the carriage and calling for someone before I could speak another word of protest, so I sighed watching Liesl shrug as she got out. This wasn't unusual here, papa was always much more 'do things yourself' whereas vati deemed it more convienant to hire someone to do things for him. I followed, I was anxious to see mama anyway, think of this just as a way to see her quicker.

I expected her to be waiting for us, I really did. Everytime I went away for the three months I always got back and to vati and papa's amusement went running straight for her; mama always gave the best hugs so I wanted one from her first. I didn't run this time, I'm not five, eight, or even twelve anymore; I did however walk much quicker then vati and Liesl, I used the excuse of opening the door for them.

I stepped into the front hall right after them, I couldn't help myself but start to call out "Mama! We're home!" only to be immediatly shushed by Adéla.

I looked confused at the Bohemian woman, who just rolled her eyes. "She's sleeping," she shot a look at vati, "I thought this blbec would have told you that before you got here"

"I didn't know if she was up yet or not Adéla, no need to get upset" he seemed annoyed, but kept his usual dignified tone. I was just confused, since when did mama take naps? Sure, I can use the wedding excuse when it comes to vati, but mama has been through much more stressful things and never shown a sign of it.

"Will she be up soon?" I asked it quickly, partially to interupt what was sure to be a fight between Adéla and vati if it wasn't stopped.

There was a general shrug, and a small laugh from vati, "Who knows really. She could be up in five minutes, but it could also be a couple hours. It's best to just let her sleep"

I nodded a little, "If that's the case, would you mind if I went up to my room and rested for a bit?"

"Of course not! You know where your room is," his tone changed to a joking one, "I promise we haven't touched anything in there since you left"

I nodded, and quickly promised I would be up before dinner, before leaving to go upstairs. Usually I wouldn't deter from my path, even when I was a kid I preferred to just go straight to my room and not wander; everything interesting was on the bottom floor anyway. But for some reason I decided to look into the room next to my parents. Liesl had slept in there when she was small, but once I came to live here that part time it became my room; and then when I turned eight I was moved down the hall to a room opposite to my sister. In an out of ordinary circumstance, I was curious of what was in the room now. Maybe after I moved out the room was given back to Liesl?

I opened the door trying to mentally will the hinges to stop screeching so they wouldn't wake mama up. I expected either Liesl's things, or a whole lot of dust but instead... the room was clean, spotless even. It wasn't furnished for a small child like it had been when I had moved out. But it didn't have any of Liesl's things either. There was a cradle tucked in one corner, a rocking chair in the other, shelves had been filled with toys, some new, some familiar from my own childhood; but all of them were meant for babies or very small children.

I took a few steps more into the room, looking about for explanation. I was being just plain nosy now as I opened one of the drawers, of course it was filled with baby clothes what else would be in a nursery dresser? I shivered slightly as a breeze blew in from the open window, what looked to be brand new curtains billowing out, I went to close the window before something blew in the room. I must have not been paying enough attention because there was a small metal clink and I looked down to see a knocked over paint can the contents of it spilling onto the floor. Muttering something that would have gotten me in trouble with any of my parents, I picked it up right, now staring at the green paint that if not cleaned soon would stain the carpet.

There were flowers painted already around the baseboards and windows sills, I recognized it as Liesl's art, vati and mama have the funniest stories of her when she was barely six following the Italy brothers around for weeks, all but begging them to teach her how to paint. Then she got good, and then mama and vati had to try really hard to not get upset when she started painting flowers on the walls of her bedroom without permission. I wonder if they know she is doing it in here...

"Leo?" I stopped dead in my tracks, hearing my mothers voice behind me.

I feel bad now, but as I was turning I didn't say hello or anything. I just went right into an explanation of what I had been doing: "Mama, I just wanted to see if Liesl had moved back in here or if it was still empty and I accidentally knocked over thi..."

I stopped again as I was finally facing her, I was left speechless and simultaneously kicking myself for not realizing it the moment I stepped in this room. Part of me said to stop staring and say something, it's impolite to stare. I ignored that part though and continued to stare, she just smiled knowing why I was quiet.

"Surprise"

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It was hours later, we were sitting in the drawing room and I still couldn't believe it. eight months! That means I had barely been out of the house three months when this happened, maybe six by the time they figured it out. I couldn't decide if I was mad they hadn't told me in a letter, or happy that they had thought it important to wait until I was here in person.

"We really didn't mean to hide it from you, Leo" vati said it for seemingly the hundredth time that night, "We just didn't know how to break the news"

I sat next to mama on the couch across from the chair he was on, I haven't left her side since I found out. Liesl has been teasing me about it: "It's okay, really, I understand"

I repeated my response to the apology for the hundredth time, I was exhausted, but with this development I didn't think I would be able to sleep. Mama was leaned against me, she seemed just as if not more tired then I was. Dinner a couple hours prior had been an event that was for sure. Adéla kept trying to pick fights with me, vati says it's because she and Adelheid--Holy Rome--used to get in the stupidest fights, it was how they bonded. I personally didn't want to continue that tradition.

It was quiet for a long moment, Liesl had gone upstairs to help get paint, that I spilled, out of the carpet and paint more flowers. Turns out she was given permission to paint on walls this time. Everyone else in the house had already gone to bed or wandered off to do who knows what, supposedly some of them went out for a drink.

"So, the baby is due in a month?" I broke the silence with my question, as there was something else quite important happening in about a month.

"Yes" I heard mama say, sitting up a little straighter, "Which is a problem as the wedding is also in a month"

"What are you going to do?" It was a sincere question. There had to be some type of solution to the problem, 'problem', of the baby coming right before or even the day of the wedding.

Vati almost laughed, "Pray the baby doesn't come on June eighth is all we can do"

I didn't like that answer. It wasn't really an answer was the main problem with it. There was always something to be done besides praying: I tried telling myself it wasn't particularly my problem if the baby did decide to come on my parents wedding day, this threw a huge kink in the plan though. Plans needed to go the way they were planned, that's why plans exist! I like things to go how they are meant to, I always have. I have memories of being seven standing on train platform fretting about it being late, because obviously a two minute late train meant it either wasn't coming or our watches were slow and we had completely missed it.

"Do you have any name suggestions, Leo?" Mama had sat up a bit, looking less half-asleep. "I'll accept anything but Helmut"

"I suggested it once!" vati immediately protested, "Plus it's going to be another girl I know it"

"No, it will be a boy" Mama counteracted him with absolute certainty. "We can't decide what to name him though"

"What about Viktor?" I suggested it carefully, it was late and it was really the first name to come to mind, both my parents nodded obviously accepting the suggestion, "And on the off chance vati is right... Edith?"

"Edith?" Mama repeated the name with serious consideration in her voice. "It isn't going to be a girl, obviously. But if the baby were to be I don't think I would mind Edith"

vati seemed thrilled at the suggestion, "Edith! Why didn't we think of that earlier"

I leaned over to mama whispering, "I think he's made a decision" she laughed watching him now ramble on about needing a middle name to go with Edith, and goodness we need to think about nicknames! Mama and I both had a hard time not laughing too hard, especially when Liesl came in inquiring what everyone was so excited about.

As I sat around watching two out of my three parents, my sister, and thinking about the fact that I was soon to be a big brother, I did decide on one thing myself.

It was a good first day home.

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lexiklecksi · 9 months

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Writing questions (tag game)

Thanks @mjparkerwriting for tagging me to answer these writing questions!

1. What is your absolute all-time favourite idea you’ve ever had?

Probably the idea for my ya fantasy novel/ main wip "Drachenbrut". I wrote a flash fiction piece way back in the summer of 2018 about a vengeful dragon girl and I liked the character so much, I made her the protagonist of my book to tell her whole story.

2. Is there a question you’ve been asked in the past that really stands out to you, and you still think about sometimes?

Someone asked me if my characters are self-inserts and I think a lot about it. Since I'm writing my novel in multiple personal povs, I think in a way all my characters show a different aspect of who I am or of the person I don't want to be.

3. What is your favourite part of being a writer? What parts could you take or leave?

While writing, I love pouring my heart and soul onto paper, when the words just flow onto the page and a story that was caged in my mind comes to life. I don't like editing because I tend to overdo it and start questioning every word, which doesn't improve my original writing. Likewise, I rarely edit my poems and since I'm on the first draft of my novel, so far I've only edited basic grammar, spelling and plot holes or character names I've replaced.

4. What is your greatest motivation to write/create?

I could ramble so much about this, but it can be summed up in: The joy of telling a story, of getting lost in another world and find myself in the spaces between words.

5. What is the best piece of advice you’ve ever read or been given as a writer?

“Everything is driven by characters wanting different things, and by those different things colliding. Every moment that one character wants something, and another character wants something mutually exclusive, and they collide—every time that happens, you have a story.” – Neil Gaiman

6. What do you wish you knew when you were first starting out writing?

To stop overhinking all the details and just write out one story. A shitty first draft of a novel is better than many unwritten stories.

7. What is your favourite story you’ve written to completion? Link it if you’d like and can!

Apart from my wip, I've only written poems and flash fiction. Here are some of my favourites:

Fleeting hearts (flash fiction from the pov of my oc mage Saoirse)

The fork (poem with a weird metaphor for body positivity)

The wheel of time (sci-fi/ fantasy poem)

8. What is your favorite out-of-the-box quote?

“To gain your own voice, you have to forget about having it heard.” — Allen Ginsberg

9. Which of your characters would you say has the most controversial mindset? Why do you say so, and how do you personally feel about their ideals?

That is a tough question since all my characters are flawed and morally ambigious. I'm choosing Isobel, the evil faery. She grew up in the faery Queendom, which is basically a sex cult. She always takes what she wants and thinks she deserves more than others. Most beings only see her beauty and are enchanted by her looks, that’s why she gets away with treating others poorly. Plus, she loves to seduce other faeries and make them submit to her and her desires, so she never needs to raise more than a finger and actually work. I despise her selfish and lazy attitude and her lack of empathy and consent. Though I have to admit it's fun writing from her pov, because she is so convinced she deserves to be worshiped.

10. If you, when you first started writing, met you now, what would younger you think?

I think I first started writing stories in 3rd grade/ at the age of 8. Back then, I daydreamed about becoming an author and publishing a book. Well, I've self-published my first book last year (just a collection of my German poems) and I'm working on my second book now. So I think younger me would be proud of me for not giving up on my dream and continuing to write for all these years.

I'm tagging @wingedcatastrophe @lavender-laney @charlies-storybook @perasperaadastrawriting @betweenthetimeandsound @caprifoi @writinglyra @silent-creed @thespacelizard @innocentlymacabre @anagnorvices @space-writes @veneritia (template under the cut)

What is your absolute all-time favourite ideas you’ve ever had?

Is there a question you’ve been asked in the past that really stands out to you, and you still think about sometimes?

What is your favourite part of being a writer? What parts could you take or leave?

What is your greatest motivation to write/create?

What is the best piece of advice you’ve ever read or been given as a writer?

What do you wish you knew when you were first starting out writing?

What is your favourite story you’ve written to completion? Link it if you’d like and can!

What is your favorite out-of-the-box quote?

Which of your characters would you say has the most controversial mindset? Why do you say so, and how do you personally feel about their ideals?

If you, when you first started writing, met you now, what would younger you think?

#writing questions #answered asks #writing community #writeblr #about me #writers on tumblr #writing a novel

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2manydjs · 5 months

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WHAT IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING YOU DID THIS WEEK? "Sleeping," says David Dewaele, "that's very important." Stephen: "We have been working on our own radio station on the internet, Radio Soulwax. It started with some mixtapes. It will go online at the end of June. Initially, people can listen to a stream for twelve hours, but that should increase later. It will take a lot of time, because we also animate the covers for the mixtapes ourselves." David: "The idea came about in our heads and then we started doing it."

WHO OR WHAT DO YOU MISS MOST ON TOUR? David: “Regularity.” Stephen agrees. "We are hardly ever at home. It is important that you sleep enough and eat healthy. Now that we are playing at Pinkpop we can just sleep at home. I saw that we are fully booked until Christmas. I actually don't want to know that, because it is not even June."

THIS FESTIVAL IS CALLED PINKPOP AND P!NK IS ALSO ONE OF THE PERFORMING ARTISTS. IF YOU COULD NAME THE FESTIVAL AFTER ANOTHER ACT, WHICH WOULD IT BE? “Pixiepop,” says Stephen. "I've seen them perform before and again recently. They don't have to prove themselves anymore. I also think Gossip is incredibly good."

P!NK FLIES THROUGH THE AIR DURING HER PERFORMANCE. WHAT DO YOU DO TO IMPRESS YOUR AUDIENCE? “We do something different every show,” Stephen said. "Today we are playing Belgium from Het Goede Doel. That has nothing to do with politics. I read in the newspaper that I have to vote again next week. Now I had heard something about that, but other than that I am completely unaware ."

WHAT IS YOUR MOST BIZARRE FESTIVAL EXPERIENCE? “We were playing a festival in Singapore and the stage collapsed during our performance,” David recalls. "People climbed onto the stage and then it collapsed. We just kept playing for at least another hour."

WHAT IS THE GREATEST FESTIVAL ANTHEM OF THE LAST TEN YEARS? The brothers call Seven Nation Army by The White Stripes. Stephen can explain why. "It was the most danceable record that year, even though it is a rock song with a good riff."

RAMMSTEIN HAS CREATED A LIMITED EDITION BOX SET WITH DILDO'S FROM THEIR OWN PENIS. WHAT WOULD YOU EVER WANT TO MAKE A SPECIAL EDITION WITH? Stephen laughs. "That's very bad. They are the only Germans with a sense of humor. I would include a model kit of a record player.

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#interviews #2manydjs #soulwax #stephen dewaele #david dewaele

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tetsunabouquet · 9 months

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Alright, it's pretty bright outside, so the colors appear a little lighter then they actually are, as if my camera was on filter, but it wasn't. I present you my newest painting and guys IT IS EPIC

This is the closest you'll ever get to me doing a face-reveal, and yes, this is based on myself. I was inspired by this song to make a painting about my inner demon, the hateful and traumatized part of my mind. Which is why it doesn't has a name yet but I've been thinking of calling it 'PTSD'. I was inspired by various Japanese horror artists, including Junji Ito himself. Obviously, the child's arm growing out of my demonic head is inspired by Tomie, the child arm representing the darkest days of my childhood and my inner child crying out for help as she was brutally suffocated by the darkness and violence around her until I felt like my child-self had died. I did do some stylistic liberties with my self portrait, like the removal of this scar I have, because anyone who picked up the Tomie collection can tell you she doesn't scar, and there are more stylistic choices that were made to reference the artists who inspired me, etc. Obviously, as the history nerd I am, I translated the song that inspired me into Dutch, and then I translated it from the roman alphabet to Elder Futhark and incorporated some lyrics into my painting. For those who don't know what Elder Futhark is, ever heard of the 'viking script'? That's Younger Futhark, actually. Back in the pagan days, the Germanic tribes which includes my ancestors, wrote in Elder Futhark. During the Christianization of Europe, this was banned and only in certain regions of Scandinavia, they continued writing in Elder Futhark which evolved into the Younger Futhark most people are familiar with. I always found this such a loss, and it's sad that despite Elder Futhark being decoded about 2 centuries ago, nobody found it a valuable alphabet to re-embrace and decided to teach us both. So I've been doing that myself, actually and occasionally I practise writing in Elder Futhark Yes, I am that much of a nerd. Sue me.

#painting #self-art #self made art #self made #junji itō #junji ito tomie #tomie kawakami #elder futhark #inner demon #childhood trauma #MY PTSD AS A PAINTING #ptsd

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The Affairs of Passing Gods: What was the wall to the Mauerhasen?

Mauerhasen (noun): From the German "Mauer", meaning "wall", and "Hase", meaning rabbit; the thousands of wild rabbits that lived in the Death Zone of the Berlin Wall.

Once, there were rabbits. In the heart of Berlin, in Potsdamer Platz, there were fields, there was grass—and so there were rabbits. They ate. They ran. It was, for a rabbit, a good life. And then there was a wall.

In the beginning, the wall was clearly a blessing. The rabbits were in the middle of the wall, and their predators were not. There was still grass, and now there was also shelter. What else are anti-tank defenses to a rabbit? Here, the hawks cannot catch them. What else is a security fence? Here, the dogs cannot enter. What do rabbits know of the violence of borders? What do they know of the wars of men? What do they know of the affairs of passing gods? There was simply a wall.

But one becomes many, and so there were more and more rabbits. People, from East and West Berlin both, and from the wider world, came to the wall to see the rabbits. And the rabbits dug. They expanded their warrens. They made tunnels. They went under the wall, and the wall had no foundations. In the beginning, the guards were not allowed to shoot the rabbits—their bullets were for people. But when the rabbits became a problem for the wall?

What do rabbits know of gunfire? They simply heard the loudest sound they had ever heard, and then there was nothing. What do rabbits know of biocides? The grass simply wilted, and then they couldn't breathe. There was nothing here for them now but fear—the wall had brought them to the attention of the gods, and the gods wanted death for them.

In 1981, the wall fell. There were still rabbits, but only the most cunning and the most fearful—and now there was no place for them. There was no longer a wall, there was no longer grass, and they were in the heart of Berlin. Cars were faster, bigger, louder than before the wall. Roads were deadlier. Always, there were people, coming and going. Always, there was noise, loud and unfamiliar. Always, the air was choked with smog. But the world has been dangerous for rabbits since time immemorial, and now, as then, they would survive anyway.

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this is based on the documentary Mauerhase: here are links to the German version (parts one, two, three, and four), and a link to the Polish version. there should be Spanish and English translations somewhere (i think prime video has them?) under the name Rabbit à la Berlin. i cannot recommend it highly enough. go watch it. whatever the emotional impact i tried for here, i guarantee it is nothing compared to the experience of the last half of the documentary.

the writing here is not as polished as my writing usually is; this is because i wanted to maintain fidelity with the German version as much as possible, and my German is still a work in progress. i've been learning it for 6 years, and i've been learning English for 19. hopefully it doesn't detract too much—i did my best :]

since this is translated, there's some cute (and not cute) words and phrases in the original German i didn't get to include, so i wanna list a couple here:

the German word for rabbit (other than "Hase") is "Kaninchen", which is just adorable

"anti-tank defenses" could probably be translated a couple ways—the original word was Panzersperren

re: above, "security fence" was Sicherheitzaun

the specific word i used for "attention" was "Augenmark"—a truly incredible word that i think literally translates to eye-mark, which. the imagery. the eye-mark of the gods.

and one final note: my description of the biocide used by the DDR from a rabbits perspective was "the grass simply wilted, and then they couldn't breathe". this is based on the assumption that the specific biocide used was glyphosate (roundup). glyphosate wasn't banned in Germany until this year, and to quote the RSPCA, "Poisoned rabbits often become lethargic and weak, and may lose their appetite. Some develop obvious abdominal pain and breathing difficulties. Rabbits with these signs may die, even with treatment." these symptoms match what was depicted in part 3 of the documentary, but glyphosate seems not to have entered the market until 1974, so. no guarantees on the accuracy of the symptoms if that's super important to you for some reason ^-^"

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Hiiiii bff I’m here to make you busy for an hour. Do all of the identity asks bc I want to know the answers 💚

1. If someone wanted to really understand you, what would they read, watch, and listen to?

I'll make this a short one to start things off!

To Read: Iguana Girl by Moto Hagio

To Watch: Chucky/The Child's Play Franchise (esp Bride and Seed)

To Listen: (This time I'll be giving out two songs for this since it'll represent two sides of me as a person) The Clown by Beecake and NRG by PonySauce

2. Have you ever found a writer who thinks just like you? if so, who?

One person that comes to mind for me would be none other than Opal Whiteley!

She was a naturist and a writer who became famous for her childhood diary that she started at the age of five called The Diary of Opal Whiteley or The Story of Opal: The Journey of an Understanding Heart, which tells her account of befriending and hanging out with fairies and talking animals in the forests where she grew up nearby Cottage Grove, Oregon

I just find her to be an extremely fascinating person who I highly relate to due to her views of the world and mythical creatures and talking animals (plus I have a feeling that she was autistic so yeah)!

3. List your fandoms and one character from each that you identify with

For this ask, I'll shorten this to five of my fandoms since I'm in so many of them!

Chucky/Child's Play - Glen Ray

Aqua Teen Hunger Force - Master Shake

Danganronpa - Teruteru Hanamura

The Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers/The Freak Brothers - Freewheelin' Franklin

Welcome Home - Barneby B Beagle

4. Do you like your name? Is there another name you think would fit you better?

I do like my IRL name since it's both unique and pretty (plus it's a biblical name that means "weary-eyed" so there's that too)!

The thing is, I'm basically namefluid so I LOVE being called nicknames and other names that aren't my real name (for example being called Fozz and Hobbes makes me super giddy since I love being called multiple names

(also my IRL name is Leah, but ONLY CLOSE FRIENDS/MUTUALS/MY GF ARE ALLOWED TO CALL ME BY THAT)!!

5. Do you think of yourself as a human being or a human doing? Do you identify yourself by the things you do?

OH, I DEFINITELY SEE MYSELF AS A HUMAN DOING MORE THAN ANYTHING!!!!!!!

I never heard of this saying before, but now it makes so much sense to me, it feels like two dots connected for me and I love it!

But yeah, I have a VERY hard seeing myself as even human, let alone a human being lol!

6. Are you religious/spiritual?

As stated in previous asks/posts, I am very spiritual, just in my own way where I just mish-mash a bunch of things about life and how it came to be into one belief system of my own making!

These beliefs include believing in the multiverse, believing in past lives/being otherkin + fictionkin, believing that certain kinds of mythical creatures like fairies and magic, and believing that Jesus was actually a wizard that knew and was capable of magic due to being a demigod of sorts!

7. Do you care about your ethnicity?

Other than my heritage in German, Irish, British, and 1/16th Native American (Shawnee), there's not really much about my ethnicity that I truly care about due to how white me and my family are!

8. What musical artists have you most felt connected to over your lifetime?

For this question, I'll give out a top three list since, again, there are so many musical artists that I've connected with over my lifetime!

Daft Punk

Sublime

ICP (Insane Clown Posse)

9. Are you an artist?

That would be a big fat YES!!!!

10. Do you have a creed?

I have a feeling that I do, it's just not the definition that was created from Christianity!

11. Describe your ideal day

At this point in my life, it would be spending my entire day with my girlfriend since we're currently long distance/online so I've been waiting for the day that we'll be able to do all the cutesy couple things I've been LONGING to do!

12. Dog person or cat person?

Most definitely a dog person! I just love dogs and the way they show their affection, plus I just wouldn't want to have a litter box in my house, or to deal with cat shit n piss in general (ew sorry)!

13. Inside or outdoors?

Though I love going out to do things (like eating out, going out to malls, going to dispensaries, etc), I mainly just love to hang out at home and binge-watch TV and other indoor activities with my friends if we're all broke or there's nothing better to do! (sorry to those who like walks and hiking with no destination like a store or food, but its just not something I'm into unless someone else is walking/hiking with me)

14. Are you a musician?

I may not make money off of any of my singing/music I make but I do consider myself a musician of sorts!

15. Five most influential books over your lifetime

Any and All the Calvin and Hobbes books

Goodnight Punpun by Inio Asano

Most Books written by Beatrix Potter

The Eye Book by Dr. Suess and Theo. LeSieg

How to Eat Fried Worms by Thomas Rockwell

16. If you’d grown up in a different environment, do you think you’d have turned out the same?

I have a feeling that since I have autism, I feel the only way I would've turned out differently was if my family had more money/had connections in money. Another would be if we had more family around us that wasn't dead or dead to us

That way, I feel I would have more opportunities and connections to make myself money/get myself a job and a one way ticket tf out of where I live currently cuz I hate it!

17. Would you say your tumblr is a fair representation of the “real you”?

Personally, I feel myself online/on social media is a much more genuine and authentic version of myself than my IRL self since I'm in an environment where I have to "tone down" myself so I come off more "quiet and introverted" than I personally would like to present myself as

Plus autism and other shit makes me super anxious IRL, thus not being able to be as open and easy going as I want to be IRL (plus other people and their anxieties and pressure they put on me doesn't help either)!

18. What’s your patronus?

Since I'm not a Harry Potter (and never will be), I will not be answering this question!

19. Which Harry Potter house would you be in? or are you a muggle?

Please refer to the previous question above for your answer!

20. Would you rather be in Middle Earth, Narnia, Hogwarts, or somewhere else?

I would LOVE to live in the world of MLP:FIM!!

I just feel that it's pretty much the world in its most ideal state and the only problems are god-like beings, monsters, magic, and racism against other species (which got stomped out straight away like it should) which is all very easy to take care of, so why wouldn't I wanna live there?

21. Do you love easily?

I would say I do to varying degrees depending on how close I am to a particular person!

Like, it's not easy for me to find someone to fall in love with but when I do, I do fall HARD and super easily so there is that!

22. List the top five things you spend the most time doing, in order

Alright it's gonna be hard since I don't do much on a daily basis but I'll try!

Sitting in my bedroom, on my bed, browsing around on my phone and doing nothing

Smoke Weed

Wandering around my house, doing various chores like taking out garbage and washing dishes

Napping/Sleeping

Drawing/Working on Artistic Projects

23. How often would you want to see your family every year?

I mean, since I live with my dad and brother I see them every day (and it gets tiring ngl lol)!

When I am able to move out and live on my own, I would visit them a couple times every four months or so

But once I have a family/kids of my own, I would visit a lot less due to that, but will still try to see them anytime possible that's not just birthdays or holidays!

24. Have you ever felt like you had a “mind-meld” with someone?

Oh I've had a few mind-melds with people online, my best friend here (aka you lol!) and in IRL, and my girlfriend but I feel that's only a few people in my life since its pretty rare for me to connect with people right away in the first place!

25. Could you live as a hermit?

I would only be able to live like a hermit for half of the time, but I still LOVE going on trips and going out to do fun stuff (I am an ambivert after all!) so being a full time hermit is out of the question of me!

26. How would you describe your gender/sexuality?

Man,,,,,, I can explain them in the most stupidest and simplest of terms so here we go!

My Gender: I'm everything and nothing under the sun, you can basically call me whatever you feel fits me, even if it's Burnt Toast!

My Sexuality: Mmmmmm Hot people,,,,,, but most rlly Hot people who are good people and aren't douchebags! Plus hot people who love to cuddle!

27. Do you feel like your outside appearance is a fair representation of the “real you”?

It. Does. Not!

Mostly because I feel like being human in a human body constantly with being able to shape shift into something else to change things up to not get bored of myself

But half because I feel my IRL appearance is too "plain jane-y" for even my taste (like, I literally look so boring, even the outfits and wardrobe I have barely helps)!

28. On a scale from 1 to 10, how hard is it for someone to get under your skin?

Honestly, it varies highly on what's being said to me and who's it's being said by!

For strangers, it can vary from 3-5 depending on how horrible what they said was

For people I know, friends and family, it's a definite 5-7 since I feel they know how to get under my skin and get away with it by making me out to be the bad guy who's ""overreacting""!

29. Three songs that you connect with right now

Seafood Sushi BBQ - Geordie Kieffer

The Blasta - Insane Clown Posse

The Pot - TOOL

30. Pick one of your favorite quotes

"The Touching of Hands"!

- Chucky (Scene Commentary from the Child's Play Anniversary DVD)

I just find it a very funny and underrated Chucky quote that has contributed to my vocabulary and the way I talk today so hooray!

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Thank you soso very much for sending in this ask Beetle my awesome bestie, I had such an awesome time with this post even though it took forever to type all this down XD!

I hope to see you drop by again and have a fantastic night my friend!!

#🌈 fozz's posts #🌈 fozz chit chats #answered ask #ask games #tw weed #weed tw

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642.

What is the color of the last towel you used? Like a sea green type colour.

Are you listening to music right now? If so, whatcha listening to? The Winner Takes it All by Meryl Streep.

Would you rather have a hippo or rhino dropped on you? I mean, I'd be dead either way lol.

Do you walk a lot? I mean, it's my job to walk dogs so yes, lol. I'm normally walking for 4-5 hours a day (during the week, anyway). Weekends are much lazier.

If you’re still in school, what number is your locker? What color is it? I haven't been in school for over a decade lol. My locker was dark blue, though I don't remember the number.

Do you have any super silly nicknames? Yep.

Have you ever heard of the Japanese snack Yan Yan? Nope. You can't really get many Japanese snacks here which is a shame as they all look amazing, haha.

Do you watch sports? Which ones, if any? Not really. Sometimes I watch Wimbledon but that's about it.

Do you enjoy the great outdoors? I do as long as the weather is good. I'm not one of those people who will go out in all weathers just to get outside, lol.

Do you like cream soda? No, it's too sweet and leaves a funny aftertaste.

Is there anyone who hates you? Probably.

What color is your cell phone? Blue and black. How does your hair look right now? It's just tied up in a messy bun.

Are you on any medications? No.

What is the last piece of mail you received? How about e-mail? Mail was some photos I ordered for work, and e-mail-wise, it was just a confirmation that my order of cat litter had been sent out, lol.

Who is your 15th contact in your phone? I have no idea, my phone is on the side charging.

Name something you like about school. Leaving at the end of the day.

Do you eat meat, or are you a vegetarian? I eat meat.

Have you ever cried in front of a teacher? Yes.

Have you ever cried BECAUSE of a teacher? Yes, that too.

Do you do a :) or a (:? Both ways, depending on my mood. Normally :) though.

Do you have a facebook? Do you go on it often, if you do? Yes, and daily.

What is the closest gas station to you? There's one about a quarter of a mile up the road.

Who did you last see in concert? I don't remember, honestly.

What grade are you in? I left school 16 years ago.

Granny smith or delicious red apples? The only apples I really like are Pink Ladies but even then I don't really eat them very much.

If you could meet one famous person, who would it be? How come? Neil Gaiman, just because he's awesome.

Are paper clips fun to play with? They were when I was a kid, sure.

Can you speak any other language? French and some German.

Do you prefer mechanical pencils or regular pencils? Regular ones.

Do you have a job? What’s your job? Yeah, I run my own pet care business.

Do you take advil, tylenol, or ibuprofen? Ibuprofen or paracetamol.

Why is the sky blue? Oh, I really can't be bothered to look that up lol.

Do you enjoy classic rock? If I'm in the right mood, sure.

Have you ever heard of the band Citizen Cope? If not, look them up, they’re really good. I have but I've never heard their music and I'm not going to look it up now.

Is your alarm clock set right now? No, but it will be before I go to bed.

What kind of music do you listen to the most? It depends - lately it's been country.

Are you itchy right now? No. Oh, actually, I am now you've mentioned it lol.

Do you like pine trees, or do think the sap is too annoying? I mean, they're nice enough - they do smell nice.

Mountains or beach? I'm lucky enough to have both within five minutes of my house.

What is the closest purple object to you? A jumper.

Are your walls blank or covered with pictures/posters? They're mostly blank but there are a couple of paintings up.

Have you ever tried veggie burgers? Yeah, loads of times.

Do you have anything on your wrists? Nope.

Where do you see yourself in 10 years? I don't really think that far in advance.

Do you have a mirror in the room you are in? Yeah, there's one above the dresser.

Have you ever had corn nuts? I have no idea what those are.

Do you smoke? I don’t.

#survey #surveys

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servin-up-surveys · 1 year

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survey #113

(taken february 13th; uploading surveys taken while gone... almost done!)

Which overrated tattoo are you sick of seeing? Before I answer, I want to preface with something very important: anyone can put whatever the fuck they want on their own skin. My opinion, nor anyone else's, matters at all. Just for ME PERSONALLY though, I think sunflowers and dreamcatchers are very overused.

What was the last thing you taught a younger kid? Uhhhh I'm sure it was a niece or nephew (probably Ryder, he is so curious and I love it, he's always asking questions), but I'm not totally positive what exactly it was. I feel like Ryder did in fact ask me what a word meant last, but I've got absolutely zero clue what that word was now.

Do you like watching movies made with CGI or do you prefer hand-drawn ones? Very good CGI impresses me most, I think. Both are perfectly capable of being very appealing, though. I just think it's mega cool when fake animals and such are implemented into mostly live action stuff and it looks like it totally belongs.

Where did your parents buy their car(s)? I have absolutely no idea where Dad got his car, but Mom's current one was actually just given to her by a former dance student when my sister and I were still attending the dance studio. The girl who'd owned it prior hit a deer, and to this day the bumper is fucked up and kept on with zipties, but it runs. It's got real problems and Mom desperately wants a new one, but cars are just insanely fucking expensive. We're lucky enough to have this one; the former owner bought a new car and had the incredible heart to just let Mom have this one for free.

Do you know why your grandparents chose your mother’s name? Nope.

What is your favourite kind of soup? I'm really not a soup person.

Are you satisfied with your social life (or lack thereof)? No. I'm TRYING to become more social and reach out to old friends more.

What TV show do you just assume you wouldn’t like? 13 Reasons Why is one; I've just heard bad things about how they portray the subject matter, and also as a person who has attempted suicide and spent a great deal of her life suicidal, I KNOW I just wouldn't handle it well.

Who always has the power to make you feel intimidated? Big, strong-looking men.

Which one of your senses would you miss the most if you lost it? Either sight or hearing. Pretty sure sight.

What’s the stupidest fight you’ve ever gotten into? Did you make up with that person or did you end up losing them over it? Oh, I'm sure it was RP bullshit as a kid, most likely with Sara because boy did we know how to butt heads about fucking nothing. I don't miss that shit.

What’s your opinion on prostitution? Should it be legal and regulated, or is it something that needs to be gotten rid of completely? I want to be very clear that this is a topic I KNOW I am not educated enough in; on the surface, so long as you're being safe, emotionally upfront, and respectful, it sounds fine. However, there are absolutely dark shadows in this topic, mostly covering abuse of the prostitute because a bad person seeks out their service. Then there's human trafficking that I'm sure is more easily achieved and stuff because of prostitution... So yeah, I don't know.

Is there a lot of graffiti around your neighbourhood? In my precise neighborhood, there's none, but in my town, it depends on what area you're in. Some places are quite literally painted with it, others aren't AS bad, but you still see it.

Which IM app do you use the most? Discord.

Besides English, what other languages can you speak? None fluently, but I'm still pretty decent at German. Not as good as I was in high school, though.

Besides English, what other languages can you read? German.

Have you ever had a restaurant dish that was made with bugs? No.

If not, would you even want to try one? If it was a reputable restaurant where I could trust they prepare them properly, I'd TRY something, but I wouldn't order it myself.

Which edible flowers have you tasted? Just honeysuckles.

What has been your worst restaurant experience? The time I was still a vegetarian and I went to Burger King cuz they're the only local chain with an affordable veggie burger, and the employee that took the order clearly didn't understand because I shit you the fuck not, I got lettuce and tomato between two buns. That is literally it. My mom went in to correct it and holy shit was the manager pissed, lmao. That experience was fucking hilarious, honestly. It's one of my favorite stories to tell, haha.

Have you ever had a life threatening condition? If so, what was it? I wasn't experiencing life-threatening symptoms, nor had it progressed to a point where my life was even remotely at risk, but when I had an infected cyst, leaving it there could have seriously harmed me, because the infection would spread. The same thing goes for the billion times I've had UTIs. I also have *inactive* MRSA that I apparently contracted after my cyst surgery when the wound tore open; I don't know how the hell to explain this in a way that makes sense, but basically as I am now, I'm totally fine, because it's not an "active" infection, but MRSA is incredibly dangerous if it is actively affecting your body, which to my understanding, mine could "wake up" at any time. I think. Learning this shit made no sense to me lmao.

Have you ever had a custom print done on a shirt? If so, what was it? No.

Would you ever have a UV tattoo? Nah. I don't live a life where you'd like, EVER see it so it'd be pointless and a waste of money.

Do you work better alone or in a group? I work immensely better alone.

Who do you stalk the most through Facebook? Nobody, honestly.

Have you ever deleted your Facebook, then brought it back? No.

Write the first song that pops into your head: I have a slowed/reverb version of "Mary on a Cross" by Ghost on right now, so that.

Do you know the middle name of the last person you kissed? He doesn't have one.

Have you ever had sex with two different people in the same week? No.

Who is the friendliest person you know? I wanna say Girt, or my mom.

Are the doors of your fridge side by side or on top of one another? Side by side.

If you’ve moved out of the house you were born in, do you know the people who live in that house now? Nope. We potentially WOULD have if the fucking idiots who moved in there after us didn't burn the fucking house down WHILE THEY WERE STILL MOVING IN by placing a fucking box on top of THE STOVE that they accidentally flipped on. My parents owned the house so were going to be the landlords, but after this I guess they sold it or something in order to have the house rebuilt, idk.

Animated character that was your gay awakening? HA I immediately thought of Shego from Kim Possible, she was DEFINITELY up there.

What show/YouTube video(s) do you put on in the background when you don’t have anything to watch but you want something on? Usually a let's play.

Do you own any signed books/memorabilia in general? No.

What was your “phase” when you were younger? (i.e., Mythology Nerd, Horse Girl, Space Geek, etc) Absolutely emo, haha.

Have you ever been to jail? No.

Where do you sit in the living room (we all have a preferred spot, and you know it)? The lefthand side of the couch that's against the front wall if Mom's home, but I sit on the right if Girt's here. The one time we sat in the "wrong spots" he was so thrown off literally because he couldn't cuddle me right. 😭

Are you a “quote that relates to the photos” caption-er, an “explanation of where I took the photos” caption-er, or a no caption kinda person when you post pictures online? I pretty much always have SOME sort of caption, and it's honestly most likely to be a relevant song lyric lmao, that emo cliche ain't left me.

Have you ever had a boyfriend/girlfriend who was depressed? Yes.

What would you do if you found out the last person you called was pregnant/got someone pregnant? My mother had a total hysterectomy, I can assure you she's never getting pregnant again. She's way past menopause anyway.

Would you be embarrassed to buy pads/tampons/condoms? Which one more? Tampons or pads wouldn't bother me at all. I've never personally purchased condoms before though and because of just how awkward I really am when it comes to the sex subject, I would probably be uncomfortable, but idk.

If you were in a car accident would the last person you kissed care? Uh yes, I know he'd freak the fuck out.

What color is the computer/laptop you’re on? Did you buy it yourself? Black, and no. My mom did.

Would you be surprised if you saw the last person you texted smoking? Yes. My mom tried smoking very briefly when she was way younger and hated it. She's never touched one as long as I've been alive, and I also know she wouldn't put herself at risk like that with the problems she already deals with. And I can also guarantee she wouldn't want to smell like it at all; like me, she absolutely hates the smell.

Do you think people have any misconceptions about you? I can bet my fucking life on that.

Have you ever purchased Girl Scout cookies? Yeah.

Do you find piercings/tattoos attractive? Hell yes, in most cases.

Do you own a nightgown? No. I haven't worn those since I was a kid.

Have you ever liked someone much older than you? Only celebrities in the way that doesn't really mean anything because I don't know these people personally whatsoever.

Ever dated someone you were best friends with first? Yes.

How did you meet the last male you texted? Well, he took part in making me.

Do you love your computer? Yeah, it does the job. My brain nearly oozed out of my fucking ears the other day though; I somehow got a trojan on it and finally diagnosed it and was busting my ASS trying to get it off, dreading that my laptop was gonna be fucked because this kind basically melts your CPU. I eventually had to do an almost total reset of it; the only thing I was able to keep was my files, but everything else was wiped. Thank GOD that kicked it off.

Are you more optimistic or pessimistic? I consider myself a realist, but out of the two, I'm definitely more pessimistic.

Are you comfortable with your weight? AbsoFUUUUUUUUUCKINGlutely not, it's one of the top things I absolutely hate about myself.

How often do you listen to classic rock? Not as much as I did in high school, but still a decent amount. I'm just more into modern rock and metal these days.

What about country? Almost never, unless there is a specific song from childhood stuck in my head or I'm in either of my sisters' cars. I generally hate country music.

Do you know anyone inside and out? I don't think I do, honestly. Not anymore. Well, maybe Mom, but idk.

Have you learned anything depressing lately? Pretty recently I learned about the story behind Girt's nephew's dad, and it was tragic as all fucking hell.

Is anyone in your family sick? My youngest niece Emerson is quite sick; she had to be taken to the ER a couple nights ago. She's had a fever for a while now, and at the ER it was found that she has fluid in I think her left lung that we're very much hoping the antibiotics she was given take care of. There's also some body part I don't remember the name of that's behind the tonsils or whatever that is inflamed, and we're thinking she's probably going to have to have them taken out. The poor thing was coughing so aggressively before she was taken that she was literally throwing up and screaming.

Someone says, “I don’t judge people.” Do you really believe them? Nope. Everyone does to some extent.

What is a sad song that you like? One of the saddest that I absolutely adore is "Terrible Things" by Mayday Parade.

How many bones have you broken? One.

Last person to get on your nerves? This is honestly really mean, but a WoW guildie, lol. We have one person in it who is the incarnation of "OMG sO rANdoM!!!!" and they're just so, so overwhelming and kinda like force you into engaging with them, and it's so uncomfortable sometimes. They're not a bad person at all or anything, just... a lot to handle. And especially as someone who semi-regularly wants to keep to myself on there, I really don't appreciate being dragged into interacting when I don't want to. I eventually got so annoyed that I just closed the game, lol.

Do you actually think there will be a zombie apocalypse? Nah, I doubt it.

Have you ever gone to church just to get a significant other? Uh, absolutely not. Even when I WAS religious, I wouldn't have done that.

Have you ever punched a wall out of complete anger? No. People who punch shit when they're angry really scare me.

Ever been turned down in a really mean way? Not that I remember.

Do you know anyone who can sing screamo music? Realistically it's very likely I do.

How many people live in the same house with you? Just one: my mom.

Do you have any hickeys? Right now I do, but neither is very obvious.

Do you get allergies in the spring? YES, especially in the beginning. My body does NOT like pollen.

Who do you look up to? Markiplier, the Irwins, my mama, Girt, Jane Goodall, loud women in politics that will basically fight to the death to better fellow women's lives, shamelessly and proudly LGBTQ+ individuals and others who fight relentlessly for their rights, etc. In general, people who think beyond themselves and their own needs.

What is your favorite brand of bottled water? Essentia. I've only had it at Sara's, though; that shit is so not cheap and my mom's not regularly buying that stuff. We just use a filter.

Are you a healthy person? No. I'm trying to improve though, especially now with physical therapy going on.

When was the last time you got out of your home? Yesterday when I rode with Mom to feed a friend's cats while she's away.

Do you like PopTarts? I enjoy some, but I don't eat them a lot because they're just such empty calories; I eat them and I'm still hungry, so it's not worth it.

Is marriage in your future? I very, very much want to get married in my future, so I hope so. Girt and I both want to someday, and I'm hopeful that we're going to together, but as I always say these days, I REFUSE to bet my life on that now.

What is your favorite thing about each season? Winter: SNOW!!!!! Spring: so many flowers and just lush foliage; if it wasn't so damn hot, I would absolutely love spring. Summer: the real ONLY thing I like is that outdoor swimming water is warmest this time of year. Autumn: THE. COLORS. OF. THE. LEEEAAAVES!!! The temperature is also most likely to be just right, I love Halloweentime, just the whole vibe!!!

Would you ever consider running for president? HARD fucking pass.

Would you want a pet iguana? Most likely, no. I ADORE iguanas and had a baby one named Kaiju for a short period of time; I ended up finding him a better home though because I could not properly provide for him. His tank was too small, I struggled keeping the humidity up, etc. etc., and I just wanted him with someone who could give him everything he needed. But even if I HAD the means to give an iguana all its necessities, I just kinda feel like they need to stay wild. A reptile educator I very much respect and look up to has a very strong opinion on this and has the experience to know and share that iguanas in captivity are simply never as vibrant and healthy-looking as wild ones are, so it's like, unless you're literally rescuing the animal from definite doom, you're decreasing its quality of life by keeping it as a pet. I really doubt I'll ever adopt another one; my go-to big lizard of choice that I eventually DO want is an Argentine black-and-white tegu, instead!

Do you use corny pick-up lines? No, that's Girt's job, lol.

Do you enjoy windy days? NO. A light breeze if it's not cold, fine, but I HATE wind. It especially aggravates me because I REALLY hate how it makes a bird's nest out of my hair, even with it short. It was INSANE with long hair.

#survey #surveys #random questions #personal questions

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Current Fixations - November 6

So... no Thursday Night Link Roundup this week because uh...

Hi, how are you, how about that election? I feel like I’m dying. Like, as of right now everything seems a bit less dying on account of the ever so slight blueness of the map that I woke up to, but I’m still perishing deep inside of my psyche. But like... slightly less? Like if you could die but not be totally dead? Idk how to describe this feeling, but I still don’t want to get my hopes up.

I think it’s called: “cautiously optimistic”?

Anyway, Editing Nano is going pretty well. Well-- it wasn’t on the first few days because I was freaking out because, you know the old saying, “Nobody likes a fascist dictatorship,” haha, remember that one? So editing or making any kind of choice was really difficult because of the whole “what if I wake up and suddenly don’t have rights anymore?” thing. Ive just kind of been feeling like this for the past few days:

So like... that’s a thing. Nice when circumstances mean that depression walks up behind you and cracks you over the head with a 2x4 when you’re least expecting it. But I guess life in America is really just an elongated episode of Backyard Wrestling at this point.

Anyway, anyway, two things have been making me feel better.

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One is: I somehow found out about Corpse Husband, not sure how that happened. Like, normally if I think about it I can remember what I clicked on that lead me to another thing I clicked on, etc., but one of his videos might have been recommended? I’m not sure. All of a sudden I was watching his streams and not sure how I got there but was having a lovely time.

But his voice is literally so soothing and I’ve been listening to his Among Us streams while editing and his Q&A’s while falling asleep and he’s been seriously helpful. He also made my brain go “Remember you had that idea of reading horror books for YouTube years ago? Let’s think about that again.” He also seems to make a lot of the same jokes as I do, so of course I find him hilarious. There was a non-zero amount of “Am I over there?”

Also, his fans make some seriously good artwork, just putting that out there. I was perusing Instagram and like, holy shit, they’re good. Seriously, seriously talented people.

(I don’t think I’ve mentioned this here, but I finally found some people to play Among Us with - no one in my regular group of friends wanted to play - and I will probably be as nervous as he is at the beginning of his streams. I’m not good at mind game stuff or being sneaky lol.)

The other thing that have been helping, and I do know how I found this: I was watching TwoSet and they had their opera singer friend on and she showed her top five favorite performances, and this song was one of them (but with Birgit Nilsson singing instead).

Anywho, this piece with this singer had been making me feel feelings:

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She just ground my soul up into a fine powder and did I don’t know what the fuck magic on me and now I’m a fucking lich or a revenant or something. I was listening to it all morning while I was editing and got really into it and ended up crying. Like, what the fuck. But I guess that’s the point of trying to create something that’s going to make your audience go “Ahhh! Right in the feels!” May have written a bit of poetry as well lol. Her performance is mesmerizing and it gives me great pain and there’s a kind of beauty in that pain? I don’t know. All I know is that when she hits that high note and then low note during “Welt-Atems” I was transported.

And then I had to walk all the way back and had time to reflect upon what it was that it made me feel.

Her name is Waltraud Meier, by the way. Here she is, years later, still killing it:

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Fucking amazing.

Anyway, that’s all I have for you. Life is stressful and my brain is trying to run away from all of it.

But like... brain, we have shit to do. Please come back, I need you. *turns on the pretty voice people*

My brain: You’re right, beauty does exist in this world. *trudges back over*

Me: We’ll get through it bud.

I don’t know what I’m saying. I’m going to go put on a peel-off mask. The apocalypse is no excuse for terrible skin (or something like that, my brain is mush). Oh shit, I forgot about my laundry.

#Thursday Night Link Roundup #no roundup #I'm not a glyphosate tolerant corn-- I'm not roundup ready #glyphosate causes cancer btw #don't use Round Up herbicide #Anyway: I'm supposed to be doing tags #corpse husband #waltraud meier #which is the most german name I've ever heard I think #Liebestod #this week has just been me trying not to succumb to the idea of sleeping all day #because my brain has the big sads #so like success I guess?

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