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randomestfandoms-ocs · 6 months

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Snow Angel Prompt List

Prompts for Snow Angel by Renee Rapp, practice good reblog karma and sent a prompt or two to the person you reblog this from

Don't think I could love you more

I'm takin' everything I see as a sign

I know it's crazy but what if it's right

I'm here again, talking myself out of my own happiness

I think I talk too much

And if it rains, then it rains and we'll be over by May

Do you still wanna be with me?

I was just a tourist, you got to be a big hometown hero

As far as I'm concerned, they should just burn the whole city down

How'd you make me hate Boston? It's not its fault that you don't love me

Had its charm but it lost it, it’s not its fault just a casualty

Family confrontation, probably started 'cause my name was mentioned

How'd you make me hate Boston? The whole thing is haunted

And you're all over every single street

You get on my nerves, you're so fucking annoying, you could poison poison

I didn't wanna have to use the knife behind your back to go and flip the script

But unlucky for you, I am that bitch

And yes, I am a feminist but bitch, you're making it so hard for me to always be supporting all women

You're the worst bitch on the Earth, I hate you and your guts

I think you should shut the fuck up and die

Never know who you're gonna get, we’re in love, or we never met

I exist on a pendulum, swingin' high or swingin' low

You're so fucking perfect, how come I'm not feeling more?

Hope this doesn't make you insecure but yesterday was heaven, now I'm bored

I bet you're sick of it, believe me, so am I

But really, I should just be better to you

First to arrive last to leave, what's misery without company

I'll make it through the winter if it kills me

I can make it faster if I hurry

But if it kills me I tried

Smiles hide what secrets keep, can't tell a lie if you never speak

Look in the mirror she looks like me, but half alive and twice as weak

I tried so hard, I came so far, I met a boy, he broke my heart

I blame him cuz it's easier

I still look for him in her

The seasons change, addiction’s strange

I loved back then what I hate today

I wish I went a different way, but if I went back I would do the same

I found out from a friend of a friend that you're here again

What gives you the right to come back to the city that I live in?

So what now? Should we talk?

If we run into each other on the street should I keep walking?

Do you lie and say you don't wanna see me again?

Both of us like to pretend so we feel like we're cool

Yes, I said I hated you and those little dimples, too

Still I'm like what the hell, why the hell didn't you call me yet?

If I miss your call, I'm gonna cry

There's an old song I wrote for you, it was everything you'd want it to be

You are my one, you set my world on fire

I know there's heaven, but we must be higher

I would have have sang it to you soft and sweet, you'd want it every anniversary

Why'd you have to mess it all up? Why'd you have to burn it all down?

You say that I'm your favourite, with your hand between my thighs

Tell me if you were gonna, that I would be the one you tried

So you inch a little closer, say your boyfriend, he wouldn't mind

You think that I'd be flattered, it’s pathetic, 'cause you're right

In the PM, all the pretty girls, they have a couple drinks all the pretty girls, so now they wanna kiss all the pretty girls, they got to have a taste of a pretty girl

In the AM all the pretty girls act like it never happened in another world, yeah, it's a blessing and it's a curse so keep on pretending, pretty girl

Yeah, your boyfriend's cute, oh shit, yeah, he can come too, you'll be his in the morning anyway

Maybe I should try religion, cause Jesus, you're hard to rely on

Now my tummy hurts, he’s in love with her

For what it's worth, they'd make beautiful babies and raise them up to be a couple of fucking monsters like their mother and their father

I just want some recognition for having good tits and a big heart

I can't believe I let you hit it, in hindsight, that might be the worst part

But for what it's worth, he's her problem now, baby

Someone's gonna hurt your little girl like you hurt me

I was ten years old when I realized some goodbyes are forever

How can the person who taught me to breathe take their last breath right in front of me?

Oh, the older we get, the colours they change, yeah, hair turns to gray, but the blues here to stay

I wish I could still see the world through those eyes

Stay a little longer, I’m not ready for you to go

I have been mourning since ten years old

I know it's hard to slow down when there's still more to go

Wanna ask how you're doing and mean it, I mean it

Willow, I'll cry for you

And nobody thinks they should save her cause she's doing well

365 days later, I still haven't learned to calm down

But tomorrow I turn twenty-three and it feels like everyone hates me

So how old do you have to be to live so young and careless

My wish is that I cared less at twenty-three

Like happy birthday, are you alone?

I hope that I'll see twenty-four

I hope I'll understand me more

I hope that I can care less, but I'm afraid to care less

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jaebaebie · 4 years

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Coffee, Tea or Me?

Lee Know ~ “You’re welcome, my worst customer.”

Minho’s the cute barista who writes encouraging notes on a coffee addicts cup, who knew a relationship could brew between the two?

Warning : really fluff and really cringy worthy pick up lines ahead (I’m sorry)

“No, Y/N.. No more.”

Minho argued, pushing your pink plastic Starbucks cup back towards you. He was refusing to give you coffee despite you offering to pay twice the actual price. And you were in desperate need of caffeine in your body.

“Minho, it’s finals week. I need your coffee to stay awake.”

You said, making sure to flash him the best set of puppy dog eyes you could give him in hopes that he would give in to you. He sighed, flashing you a smirk,

“Nice try, Y/N. But I’m not going to be responsible for your death by caffeine overdose.”

“I didn’t even drink that much!”

You argued, flailing your arms around. It was nearly dusk and the cafe was almost empty with only a few of the other regulars still engrossed in their own work. Some of them have looked in your direction, chuckling softly at the argument that seemed to have become a routine for the two of you.

“Y/N! You’ve had six cups in less than five hours! I’m sure there’s enough caffeine in your body to keep you awake!” Minho exclaimed, disregarding the looks of the other customers in the cafe.

“But—“

“If I make you a drink, will you finally shut up?” Minho sighed, cutting you off before you came up with another excuse. He knew that he was powerless against you and your love for coffee. Saying you were addicted to coffee was an understatement. Coffee was your oxygen. Something you couldn’t live without,, especially when you had your finals right around the corner.

“I won’t bother you the rest of the day.” You smiled, bouncing on your toes in excitement as he took your cup from your hands, sighing in disbelief.

“Thank you, my favourite barista.”

“You’re welcome, my worst customer.”

You pouted your bottom lip out while he sent a cheeky wink towards your direction, turning to finally make your drink.

That was your relationship with Minho. Your first visit to the cafe was supposed to be temporary. Your then-usual cafe was closed for renovations, so you had no other choice but travel to the other side of the campus to get your daily dose of coffee. It turned out that Minho’s coffee was the greatest you’ve ever tasted. Without even knowing it, you found yourself travelling across campus simply for his coffee. Plus, the cafe always had good songs, was open 24 hours and had really cute baristas. Perfect for you to have a ‘productive’ day.

While you busied yourself with Biology back at your favourite window table, Minho placed your drink in front of you,

“This one will definitely wake you up.”

He flashed you his signature smile. The one where his eyes crinkled into little moons that sparkled. The one which made all the female customers fall for him. Including you. His smile was just so contagious that a smile had also formed on your face while you placed the tip of the straw in your mouth.

Just as fast as it appeared, your smile vanished as you face scrunched up from the unexpected sourness that hit your tongue. What happened to the comforting bitterness of your iced americano?

“Ugh—! Is this.... pure lemon juice?”

You pushed your cup away, despising whatever poison your barista had put in it.

“Freshly squeezed.” Minho replied, his handsome smile replaced with a smirk, “I told you it would wake you up.”

“How very thoughtful of you.”

It really did wake you up, though. Your tastebuds tingled from the sudden acidity and it felt like your brain became alert from the sudden shock. Despite his special drink doing the trick, you glared at Minho’s back as he returned behind the counter, preparing another ‘innocent’ drink for a customer who stared at him lovingly. You rolled your eyes after noticing her pull her dress up, revealing more of her thighs. And you rolled your eyes even more when Minho turned to give her her drink, a bright smile on his face.

What a flirt

Just as you continued to judge the two quietly, another barista had appeared behind the counter. You decided to seize the opportunity to finally get your coffee while Minho was busying himself with the girl who was definitely not good enough for him. But then again, who were you to judge who your barista should or shouldn’t date?

Keeping low, you approached the new barista. He was definitely new as you had never seen him before. His coffee couldn’t possibly be as good as Minho’s, but it was better than the terrible concoction Minho gave you.

“Hey, what can I get for you?” He asked cheerfully.

“Hi, Jeongin.” You greeted, taking note of his nametag, “Could I please get a large iced americano?”

“Su—- Um, sorry. If you don’t mind me asking.. Is your name Y/N, by any chance?”

You nodded, “Yes, it is. How did you know?”

Jeongin shrugged his shoulders, “Sorry, Y/N. Minho told me not to serve you any more coffee.”

Your jaw dropped in disbelief, a scoff leaving your lips. Minho slid beside Jeongin, hanging his arm around the boy’s shoulders with a smug look on his face,, as if to say ‘Haha, I won’

Your shoulders slumped in defeat, scrunching your nose before you turned your heels, accepting your fate... A coffee-less study session. A nightmare.

Having no coffee, you settled for a short nap on the cafe table to get your energy back up. When you finally woke up, you were not only surprised to see that it had become dark outside, but also surprised by the takeaway coffee cup on your table.

You picked it up, noticing the familiar handwriting written in black ink on the cup holder.

95% chocolate, 5% espresso

hang in there !! :-)

You smiled, scanning the near empty cafe for your favourite barista. His shift had probably ended because he was no longer behind the counter. You took a sip, enjoying the sweet and perfect taste of Minho’s perfect coffee-making skills. Truly a perfect barista.

The days that followed were nothing but torturous for you. Often, you woke up later than desired, leaving you little to no time to get your favourite coffee before you had to rush off for your exam. Minho took notice of this and he always had a takeaway cup of coffee ready for you to run off with.

He always wrote notes on them. Sometimes, it was the typical encouraging quotes that gave you a slight boost in confidence. Though, your favourite notes were the cheesy pick up lines he wrote on your cup, which gave you a little laugh to ease your stress just minutes before the exam.

Like the one he wrote on the day of your math exam,

I heard you’re good at algebra, can you replace my X without asking Y?

Or like the one he wrote on the day of your chemistry exam,

You look familiar, didn’t we take a class together? I could’ve sworn we had chemistry

Your favourite, though, was the one he wrote on the day of your last paper

I’d never play hide and seek with you because someone like you is impossible to find

“Finally! My worst customer is back!”

Minho exclaimed, a very cheerful smile spread across his face. You returned the smile as you walked towards him, internally smirking when you noticed the girl Minho had just served pout when he immediately diverted his attention to you. You’d been gone for only two days, taking the time after your exams to catch up on sleep and the latest season of Brooklyn 99 on Netflix. Of course, you couldn’t survive any longer without Minho’s coffee.

“It’s nice to see you too, Minho.”

Before you could order, he cut you off, bringing a finger up to stop you.

“No. Take a seat. I’ll make you a special drink,, on me.”

You narrowed your eyes on him. The last time you weren’t specific on the drink you wanted, Minho gladly gave you a nice, freshly squeezed lemon juice. He laughed. A sweet and kid-like laugh which gave a fluttery feeling to your stomach.

“No lemon. I promise.”

“Alright then. I trust you.”

You told him. He nodded and urged you to take your favourite seat. Having nothing to study, you chose to watch him at work, making sure that he was sticking to his promise and also because he looked really cute concentrating in making the latte art on your coffee perfect.

After a while, you went back to reading your book, failing to witness Minho’s nervous sweat and Jeongin’s constant motivation as the younger boy pushed him towards you.

A cup was slid in front of you and you excitedly took it, knowing there was something to read on the cup holder.

“Wait!” Minho exclaimed, preventing you from taking a glimpse of the note, “D-Don’t read it until after you’re finished.”

“Ooookayy...???” You questioned, raising your brow in confusion. Jeongin face palmed himself from behind the counter, clearly disappointed with Minho’s actions.

Minho nodded, pursing his lips nervously before he turned and ran back to his post.

You did as you were told, keeping your eyes off the scribbles on your cup as much as you could. You wanted to finish the drink as fast as you could, but you were prevented by the hot steaming liquid in the cup.

You waited for the liquid to cool down. Once it did, you resisted the urge to drink it all in one gulp, knowing that your very cute and favourite barista still had his eyes on you. You painfully drank it slowly. You felt your heart beat faster when you swallowed the long awaited last sip.

You turned the cup, finally seeing his handwriting vandalising the cup. You couldn’t help but chuckle when you read it.

I like you a latte, but I can’t seem to espress(o) it :-(

Pick a date?

Coffee , Tea , or Me?

You grabbed a pen from your bag, scribbling your response without hesitation.

When you exited the cafe, both Minho and Jeongin bulldozed their way to your empty table seconds before Felix had thrown your cup away.

“What did she say?” Minho asked with his palms covering his eyes, too afraid to discover your response.

“Well, you were right. She chose coffee.”

With a sigh, Minho fell back on the seat your previously sat in. “I knew it. All of it was just too good to be true.”

“Minho..”

“I mean, look at her! Clearly, she’s way out of my league.”

“MINHO!” Jeongin yelled, physically slapping Minho back to reality, “Will you just take a look yourself?”

Hesitantly, Minho took your cup from Jeongin’s grasp. He examined your reply.

Your blue ink clearly circled around coffee several times. And more of your writing just below Minho’s.

95% Coffee. 5% You.

I can’t give up coffee, but I would love to go on a date with my favourite barista <3

XX-XXXXXXXX

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surveys-at-your-service · 3 years

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Survey #340

“wash the poison from off my skin / show me how to be whole again”

What is one thing that you took to show and tell as a kid? I have this oddly specific memory of bringing my little Snorlax plushie for one in pre-k. I remember thinking everyone thought I was weird for liking Pokemon as a girl. Do you remember losing your first tooth? I don't. Have you ever been addicted to a game? What game? I think I was addicted to World of Warcraft at a point, but it's honestly hard to tell. My depression was just so abysmal that it was the one thing I got even a smidge of not even joy, but active distraction out of because the options of what you can do in the game are essentially limitless. Are you afraid to pop a balloon? Not really, but it does make me jump because I don't like loud noises. Name one person you’d like to see this month. Bitch we fighting Covid, stay away from me. When was the last time you laughed when you shouldn’t have? I don’t know. Which was better: the first The Lion King or the second? They're nearly tied, honestly, but I prefer the original. Do any of your grandparents have a tattoo? I KNOW my maternal grandmother didn't, and I don't believe any other grandparent did, either. When was the last time you had a bubble bath? Not since I was a kid. What do you usually buy when you go to the corner store? You mean like, a gas station or dollar store? Something small like that? In that case, I'll usually look for a Mountain Dew Voltage sometimes along with something Reese's-related. Do you believe that your pets feel love towards you? My cat, absofuckinglutely. He so obviously loves me. I know my snake doesn't though, considering reptilian brains just physically aren't capable of creating that emotion. She does, however, obviously trust me and definitely seems to enjoy coming out of her terrarium and thus hanging out by me. Bubbles or sidewalk chalk? I loved drawing with chalk, but I like bubbles more. I just love how they catch light and have such beautiful colors to share. What do you use to tell time when your gone out somewhere? My phone. Are you proud of your body? FUCK no. I wish I still was, goddammit. I used to be so fit, and it's funny, because even back then at like, 118 lbs at 5'4'', I thought I was kinda chubby. Like bitch shut the fuck up. Watermelon or cherries? I honestly don't like either, but I'll definitely pick watermelon over cherries. They're disgusting. What is your all-time favourite song? "False Flags" by Massive Attack. Have you ever had a crush on a fictional character? Biiiiiitch guess lmao. I think everyone has, though. What is the band you’ve listened to most lately? Definitely 3TEETH. Love 'em. Favourite brand of cookies? Hm, good question. They've gotta be good at making SOFT chocolate chip cookies, though. I don't enjoy crunchy cookies nearly as much. If you could meet anyone who lived before your time, who would it be? I don't really know. Oh, y'know, chatting with Edgar Allan Poe would probably be cool. Do you pay for your own things? I literally can't. It's embarrassing. Have you ever been rushed to the hospital in an ambulance? No. What is one thing you’d never want your parents to find out? Certain sexual things I've done, probably. When you were little, did you like Dr. Suess books? Of course. Have you ever felt trapped in a relationship? I felt that way in my friendship with Colleen, but no romantic relationships. What would you consider unforgivable? Rape. Like no, go to hell. Do you like eating out at restaurants? Pre-Covid, yeah. What do you dislike the most about being the gender that you are? Probably how heavily judged women are for having ANYTHING "wrong" with their appearance. You could be five pounds over what is "normal" for your height and you're seen as fat. One strand of body hair, and you're disgusting. Bushy eyebrows, you're now manly. I could go on and on. Do you think that weed/marijuana should be legalized? Yes. Rate your typing speed on a scale from 1 - 10? 10. Do you enjoy tanning? Ugh, no. Just sitting there doing nothing but sweating. Have you ever written anybody an anonymous note? I have not. What is your favorite condiment to go with french fries? Ketchup. Have you ever laid in a hammock? Yeah; we used to have one. It was the best when we lived in the woods. Do you blow dry your hair or do you let it air out? I just let it air dry. Candles or incense? I prefer incense. Can you juggle? No. Your favorite vegetable? Broccoli. Do you catch lizards? No; I don't like terrifying wildlife. I'd much rather just take pictures of the little guys and let them go about their business. If we returned to a world without internet, what aspect of online life would you miss the most? YouTube, haha. It's more unique and personal entertainment than television, imo. Are you craving anything aside from food, and if so, what? I want a new piercinggggg. What was the last change you made to your lifestyle? I'm *trying* to get back into regularly making art, along with reading. I'm also really trying to implement drinking more water into my day. What was the last thing you gave up doing? *shrug* What was the last thing to boost your self-esteem? What sort of things typically make you feel good about yourself? It really, really helped to hear my PHP group enjoy my poem about gay rights so much. I was so terrified and did NOT want my therapist to share it, but it turned out being very beneficial. To answer the second question, it's pretty much stuff like I just mentioned: positive reactions to things I create. When it comes to food, do you prefer crunchy or softer textures? Definitely softer. Do you prefer savory or sweet things for breakfast? Hm. Depends on the day, ig. What is something small that you take extremely personally? I'm blanking. What was going on the last time you couldn’t sleep? I just... couldn't sleep. That's not rare for me. Have you drawn anything recently? I recently drew a picture of a still from Rammstein's "Mutter" music video, and I'm now working on Sara's 'kat Alucard. If you're going somewhere close by, do you walk? No. One simply does not walk in this town and not fear being shot. Do you prefer colorful notebooks over plain ones? I like colorful ones, particularly those with a nice pattern or something on it. What's your most ambitious goal? I'd consider wanting to be a successful freelance photographer to be rather ambitious. Do you know anyone named Alex? Well, knew, by this point. One of my closest online friends that just got a boyfriend and fell off the face of the planet when we used to talk every day. I'm still hurt about it, honestly. What's your favorite kind of pie? I don't like pie because of the crust being so, well... crusty and crumbly. Have you ever chatted someone up and scored a date? No. How far would you go with someone you just met? Not very far at all. All you're getting is a hug, if even that. What's your favorite meal to have for dinner? I mean, it depends on what I feel like having. I don't have a set favorite meal. What do you daydream about? The future, mostly. People I miss. Have you ever known someone online and then met them in person? If so, which website did you meet on? Yes, Sara. <3 We met via YouTube back when it had much more social connection. Have you ever been to the beach? Yeah, a good number of times. When was the last time you were sick and what illness did you have? I don't believe I've been ill in any sort of way since I had that ungodly ear infection a few years ago. Have you ever been kicked out of somewhere? Yeah, Colleen's house. Mom once tried kicking me out of the car one night otw home, but I didn't listen. Have you ever intentionally trolled? No. How many siblings do your parents have? Mom has two brothers and I think one sister, and Dad has one sister. Who last held your hand? My niece or nephew, dragging me somewhere, haha. Have you seen all the Lord of the Rings movies? No, not interested. What was the last thing you watched on YouTube? I'm watching John Wolfe's playthrough of Amnesia: A Machine for Pigs. It's so funny how like... every let's player I watch doesn't enjoy the game, like they miss the incredible symbolism and shy away from the advanced language, and sometimes it's just frustrating to watch them; I only do because I enjoy the game and want to see more people experience it and relive it vicariously. It's very high on my list of favorite games. What sport do you find yourself best at? I wouldn't know; I haven't played any sports in years. I was pretty good at softball as a kid, though. Do you think makeup on guys is freaky or sexy? My opinion shouldn't matter; a man can wear makeup whenever he damn well pleases without worrying what others think. But anyway, I tend to find it attractive, especially if it's goth makeup. Have you ever been accused of a crime you did not commit? No. Do you like pickles? I love dill pickles. What was the craziest moment of your life? Probably just lying in that hospital bed following my OD, my mom and two best friends just sitting there with me. It was such a weird, weird feeling. Like I was just so done, frustrated beyond what I can say. I remember thinking it was almost funny, just how it all built up and went wrong. Where do you spend most of your time? In my room on my bed. What is your favorite muffin? Chocolate chip. Would you ever get a boob job? I already know when/if I lose the weight I want to, it will be kind of a big deal to me and my atrocious body image to get a breast lift. Being overweight ~does things~ you know, and god knows I want every trace of it that can be erased gone. Would you ever go on a reality TV dating show? That's a massive "no" from me, buddy. Would you rather be inside or outside? It depends on where I am and the temperature outside, but generally, inside. Do you like the current president? Well, I voted for him, so I can't shit-talk much. I don't know the true depths of him as a person and all he stands for, though; when I decided I needed to vote, I just did some research on his core values. I don't have any complaints yet, from what I've seen at least, which isn't a lot. Do you whiten your teeth? I've used whitening strips before, but I don't now because they're not that effective. If it's financially plausible at some point in my life, teeth whitening is another thing I want to have medically done because of my previous horrible self-care. My teeth have a clear yellow tint and I hate it. Do you get cold easily? No; it's actually the opposite: I get hot easily. What was the worst sickness you ever had? Probably this one stomach bug I had where I just threw up relentlessly. Like eventually barely even bile would come up; it was just dry heaving. My stomach muscles were in agony. Was your childhood wasted by something? No, thankfully. Would you rather die during an adventure or die like a normal person? A normal person. The idea of having such a sudden death stresses me out for multiple reasons; I mostly don't want my family to just be suddenly devastated, and I honestly want to come to peace with the fact I was dying. Like, find my life's own closure instead of just having it ripped away. Have your parents ever tried to commit suicide? Jesus, I sure hope not. Do you have a gag reflex? A very strong one. Do you ever fantasize about trying drugs? I've wondered before what the effects of weed would be like for me, but "fantasize" is definitely the wrong word. Would you rather have sex before you’re married or wait till marriage? It'd be up to my partner, honestly, because I'm fine with either. What is the nastiest dare you have ever committed? I never did dares because I thought they were stupid. Like I'm not gonna do dumb shit just to show you I can. Do you know anyone who has been raped? I think I might? Have you ever asked someone for a tampon? Yeah. Do you have any exes you can’t stand anymore? No. Are you more of a phone or a computer person? Computer. Do you prefer headphones or earbuds? Earbuds. Headphones are just big and clunky and in the way when you use a laptop in bed, plus they irritate my skin. I like how earbuds actually go in your ears for more direct hearing. Would you ever consider adopting a child with a severe mental illness? If I wanted children, no, because I don't think I'm capable to give a child like that adequate care, being so mentally ill myself. I wouldn't want to risk worsening their condition. Favorite thing to do with a significant other? Play games together, particularly cute multiplayer ones that are more about the experience of playing together versus getting past difficult obstacles and such. Like for example, one of my favorite memories with Jason is simply playing Little Big Planet together. Favorite ice cream topping? I don't like many toppings on my ice cream, but I do love melted hot fudge. First boyfriend/girlfriend’s name? Aaron. Do you support PETA? Considering they are incredibly self-righteous extremists, no. Do you believe in the Big Bang Theory? Well, I believe in some sort of "god" figure that created the universe, so I don't think so. A condensed ball of nothing exploding to create something so extravagant? It sounds pretty far-fetched to me. But then again, maybe that semblance of a "god" I believe in created the universe through that, idk. It doesn't really matter now, though, does it. What happened happened, I'm not very concerned with it. What insect can you not stand the site of? It's more so larvae that I can't stand the sight of, like maggots and stuff. They make me squirm. Do you like Doctor Who? I've only seen one or two episodes, so I can't say. Do you approve of gay marriage? Of course I do. I'm bisexual and would like to get married, so I might marry a woman. Are you into politics? I'm really not. Do you think the world is ending soon? Nah, even though it sure does feel like it sometimes. Ever been to a mosh pit? No, they don't seem very fun at all. Do you like to debate? NO. NO NO NO. Do you like the band System of a Down? Yeah, I do. Are you German? It's a big part of my heritage. Do your parents like your best friend? Yes. Who’s someone you can act your complete self around? Sara, 100%. She's the only person I feel entirely comfortable around when it comes to being myself. Do you believe in Friday the 13th? I don't believe in there being any supernatural power to it, no. Who is your favorite rapper? Eminem. What age is your youngest aunt? Uhhhh I have no idea. Do you like bowling? Sure, it's fun. Do you like roasting marshmallows on a bonfire? I do. What shows or characters scared you as a child? Ghostface from the Scream series was my worst fucking nightmare. I couldn't even see pictures of him without crying. The King Ramses guy from Courage the Cowardly Dog also gave me a number of nightmares. Something about the way he was animated was very unnatural and unnerving to me.

#survey #surveys #questions #lyrics: ''castle of glass'' by linkin park

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miannedomusings · 4 years

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I was tagged by @ditzymax (longer ago than I’d like to admit) to list 10 songs that I’ve been listening to lately. I feel like every time doing this post crossed my mind, it was an entirely different list... But here’s today’s!

1. Like a Fool by NIve and Sam Kim - If this list was only allowed to be 1 song long, this would be the winner this week. This song makes me SO HAPPY. The verses are soft and sweet, then the way the chorus just explodes into bright, loud joy is wonderful, and there is something so unsatisfyingly satisfying about the song ending one word early. I’m new to NIve, but his voice is so bright, and there’s something trumpet-y about it, and it’s perfect in this song. (also, the live acoustic version - just two voices and a guitar - is serene)

2. Where’s My Money by Sam Kim - Let’s keep the Sam Kim train rolling! (also apparently NIve has in hands in this one too, so go figure!) Sam Kim tends to write two kinds of songs, love songs that I adore despite myself, and songs like this. When he blends pop, R&B, and blues, with just a touch of hip hop I fucking implode. His face while performing it live sums up my feelings well:

3. To Be So Lonely by Harry Styles - This whole album’s been part of the rotation lately. Retro sunshine is a nice vibe to spend time with during the apparent apocalypse. This song in particular tends to the first one I go to. What a singable song. The ukulele verses are so are light, but then the chorus gets surprisingly thick and heavy with the echoing percussion and strings, and it just feels good... despite being kinda depressing.... but like in a cheeky way.

4. You’re Sexy I’m Sexy by Eric Nam - I mean, this song is just so fun. What’s not to like? Who doesn’t want to be called sexy by Eric Nam? I dare you to listen to this without getting it stuck in your head. It’s addictive. (Finally got around to listening to Eric Nam and I have feeling if I made this next week Congratulations would be on it)

5. UGH! by BTS - Fuck I love this one. This is some high quality rap line right here. It’s so aggressive, it hits so hard. THE SATISFACTION. Yoongi’s “dun dun dun” melts my brain. Bonus points for Yoongi putting on different voices while rapping. They all kill it, I love them all in this, there is no obvious weak verse. When I listen to this song, I listen at least 3 times before I move on. Good shit.

6. Dreams Come True by NCT 127 - NCT 127 have been the main obsession lately and I just always want to listen to this song. Every time I listen to it, I go through the same cycle of, “oh man, the beginning is so good, that piano that’s just a little off, mmm, this is the best part,” to, “yesssss, goddamn do I love Mark’s bit, with the change up in the piano, and the way Taeil drags you to the next bit, mmm, so good, the best part,” to, “the bridge! Yes, change it up, give me those smooth vocals, that bass, Doyong’s sustained note! mmm, and the rap to round it out, the best”. So yeah, I love this song, every part feels like the best part. Every part is exactly where it needs to be. It also just closes off this album really well, and makes a nice full circle to the style at the start of the album (and makes me want to listen to the whole thing again).

7. Boom by NCT 127 - Honestly, if I had made this post sooner it may have had to have just been this album. Picking only two to put on this list was hard. And this week Boom won out! The whole first half of this album is so damn smooth, and this song is no exception. That chorus is a surprise and it keeps being great!

8. POISON by GOT7 - So funny story, the first time I listened to the new GOT7 album I was thinking, “wow, this is great, I like it all, but Poison is my least favourite.” HA! How wrong I was. That bass line is nasty, and pairs with the whistle so well. And opening with Jackson, nice. Though I think my favourite things are the “buh-nah-nah-nah”’s during Mark’s verse. Dunno why, but I love ‘em. I have a feeling Not by the Moon is my actual favourite from the album, but it can wear its crown next week.

9. Fallin’ Flower by Seventeen - I almost forgot to count this song, because I haven’t be “listening” to it, but I’ve been watching it constantly. The dance practice video is just so beautiful! But don’t get me wrong, once I’m done watching it, I just let a play a few times to listen. I really love this song. It’s grown on me so much.

10. Highway to Heaven by NCT 127 - I linked the English version, but either will do. Though the English one does have a video that looks exactly how this song sounds -- all I wanna do is drive through the desert in a car without a roof singing at the top of my lungs. If you want to be uplifted and energized, this is the song. It will put sunshine in your belly. Also, shout-out to this video fueling my Taeil bias a not okay amount.

#tag games #it was hard not including more NCT songs #and all the ones i've included are relatively not weird... i feel like i've done them dirty #if this was a 15 song list the extra 5 may all be them #writing this out made me want to start doing weekly music round ups 😅#music rec

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frombeginingtoend · 5 years

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You’re Back

Summary: You, Klaus, and Ben were always a little different from the rest of The Umbrella Academy because of your powers. When Ben passes, and everyone leaves the house, you and Klaus lose touch, but soon, unforeseen consequences bring you back together.

Notes/Warnings: major character death, drug abuse

Word Count: 2.2k

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When the alarms went off, my head flooded with a tsunami of existential dread. The shouts of my father trying to round us all up, save for Vanya, never failed to put a pit at the base of my stomach.

I hope this time you send me into someone, hissed one of the many sprites I could conjure. I like to mess with your squishy little heads.

"What if I don't want to do that anymore?" I croaked, staring into the floorboards as if they had murdered my parents.

Do you think what you want actually matters? Let me out (y/n).

"You can't do anything unless I tell you to. You're powerless without my say," I muttered. I repeated the phrase under my breath as I changed into the Academy's uniform, finishing with the mask. How I longed for an ability like Luther's strength or Allison's rumors. Hell, I would prefer to be like Vanya, no true powers but a passion and a drive to be better.

Nevertheless, I was brought on today's mission to stop a break in/hostage situation at a bank... yet again.

"What the fuck is that thing?" screamed one of the armed robbers.

An imp, covered in ashen grey fur and sporting a long, red, scaly tail, slithered it's way to the tall man. This one was decent enough to obey commands in exchange for food rather than making a home in the mortal world. Food, of course, ended up being the tall man robbing a bank. The moment his tail wrapped around the man's neck I knew to look away.

He liked to eat the skin first.

We were only thirteen, yet we were the ones who saved the day and took out the bad guys. I remember I used to think the police would appreciate having heroes like us to do some of the dirty work for them. As I got older, I realized that what we were doing was technically illegal. As I got older, I realized that most detectives and police officers hated how much work we took from them. In some cases, we made even more work for them.

Years passed, and it seemed like no one understood how much I hated living in The Academy. I never wanted to be a hero. I never wanted to be the line between two dimensions, two states of living. I didn't want to be torn from one world to the next. It was a life of constant agony that no one else could dream of comprehending.

The only people who seemed to give any semblance of understanding were the boys who's abilities were closest to my own. Klaus: Number Four, The Séance, Ben: Number Six, The Horror, and me: Number Eight, The Omen. God, all three of us hated ourselves so much. We were all forced to keep using the abilities we despised, no matter how hard we opposed. We had to get dad's approval, we had to make him proud, had to live up to his expectations. Well, after Ben died... after Ben died we all gave up. One after another we left the house, The Academy. We went on our merry ways to flourish or fuck up. Klaus and I? Oh, boy did we become fuck-ups.

Drug addiction, alcoholism, desperate attempts to forget and to numb yourself to all the bullshit around you.

I hadn’t seen any of them in years. I hadn’t even talked to them. I ran into Klaus at rehab once though.

“(y/n)? Is that you?”

“Klaus? Hey, hey, man it’s good to see you again. How are... how are you doing?”

“One week clean,” he bragged with jazz hands for effect. I tilted my head at the sight of his palms. Without asking, I snatched both of his arms by the wrists to inspect the ink. I smiled at the words permanently marked into his skin.

Hello - Good Bye

“I like these. When did you get them?” Klaus just shrugged.

“I don’t remember, honestly. A while ago. Hey, why, uh, why are you here? What have you gotten into?”

“Oh, right.” I rubbed the back of my neck, wishing I didn’t have to explain myself, but knowing full well that I should. “It got to be too much, I’m sure that’s why you’re here too, right? It started out as just drinking, but then, y’know... I was drunk all the time... and my- my tolerance was too high, so I thought I'd try weed. That worked out for a while, but... it didn’t always get them to stop, so... I got into harder stuff.”

“What kind of harder stuff?” Klaus looked almost disappointed in me. The look in his eyes broke my heart. I gulped in a hard breath, then two, then I started crying.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to be such a fuck-up. I let all of you down. Just like I always did.” Klaus pulled me into his embrace. He was hesitant, but still firm. One hand rested on the back of my head, the other in the center of my back.

...Let me out, (y/n)...

“How do you make them stop, Klaus?”

“...I don’t know.”

We spent the rest of our time together. Klaus no-doubt relapsed within an hour of his release. He was more dependent on that release than I was. It's probable that he didn’t think I knew that the only reason he was in rehab was to lower his tolerance. I was in my apartment for less than an hour when it came to me again.

...Let me out, (y/n)...

“Get out of my head.”

You can’t control me.

“Yes I can. Now get out of my head.”

I don’t want to. If you want me gone, you’ll have to come and end me yourself.

“Fine, you think you can win? Why don't you try to fucking stop me?”

It was surprising how peaceful the end was. That piece of shit that wanted to take over my body died with me because it was a prideful moron. I woke up on the ground. Everything around me was in shades of grey, and in the distance, a little girl with a basket of daisies made her way down the path. Despite her innocent appearance, I knew exactly who she was, and it calmed me.

“What are you doing here? I didn’t expect you so soon,” she spoke, still a few yards away.

“I- I don’t know. Honestly, I didn’t think I would end up here.” I looked around at what should have been a stunning, colourful forest, downplayed like an overcast summer sky.

“You shouldn’t be here. At least, not yet.”

I looked at the girl more closely, fear building in my chest. “Are you casting me out?”

“For now,” she noted solemnly. “It will be hard, based on how you dealt with it in life, but I’ve always liked you for your tenacity.”

Her words shocked me. I didn't think anyone would like me, especially the one who made me. What had I done more that ruin what she created? “You... really liked me?”

She nodded. “I wish this would turn out differently, but you have to figure it out on your own.”

“Please don’t,” I pleaded, “don’t send me there. They’ll tear me apart.”

“It will make you strong. You’ll figure out how to come back.” She slipped a daisy behind my ear and gave me a soft smile when I fell to my knees.

“No. No, please, no! Please!”

The end was much less pleasant the second time around.

Everything smelt of nickle and ash. Time wasn't real. It could have been two hours or sixty years and I would be none the wiser. Pain started to fade away with each new incision to my skin. Each poisonous bite was weaker and less painful than the last. The more torture I endured, the more they broke me, the less I felt it. Until the day I snapped.

The demons and spirits who tried to attack me on my way out stood no chance to my newfound strength. I shoved into the scorched earth, or slapped them across the face as I marched my way out of hell.

"Where's (y/n)? I figured they would want to be here to spit on dad's ashes," Diego muttered. He laid on a couch and tossed an orange into the air for entertainment.

"I don't think they wanna honour him in any way. They hated his guts," Allison offered.

"You guys don't know?" Klaus asked, genuinely shocked and confused.

"We don't know what?" Luther piped in.

"(y/n) died last month. Their neighbor found them in their bathtub."

"They killed themself?" Vanya spoke with a brittle voice. Klaus nodded.

A hush fell over the six who were present in the living room. Diego sat up off the couch to stare at Klaus with a deadly gaze. "Have you talked to them?"

"No. God as my witness I tried, but I can't get to them. I have a feeling they were the only person who would have been able to."

"Why didn't you tell any of us?" Luther growled from his seat at the bar. Klaus rolled his eyes.

"Okay, big guy, you were on the moon. I couldn't have told you if I wanted to."

"If you wanted to? Why didn't you want to?"

"Would you want to call each of us up and break that kind of news? Oh, I've been having a fine and dandy time on the moon, by the way your favourite sibling just killed themself," Klaus mocked.

"Oh, shut your fucking mouth, Klaus. You know how much they meant to each of us. You should have known we would react like this after a month."

"How do you think it made me feel, Luther? I was the last of us to see them! Don't you think that maybe I feel a little responsible for their death?" Klaus was losing it, he could see Ben's worried face from across the room, like he was signaling Klaus to stop talking. He didn't care about that, though. He cared that he couldn't stop his best friend from killing themself. He cared that while they were suffering, he was finding his next high.

"When did you see them?" Allison asked, voice barely above a whisper.

"We were in the same rehab center. They got sober, coached me through it for a month, then we went on our separate ways." Klaus couldn't help the dreamy, sing-song tone of his voice. He found that that was how he spoke when he was sad or disappointed, but that didn't help his case with Luther.

"They were an addict?" he interrogated, tone aggressive and angry.

"Yeah. What of it Spaceboy? They had a power none of us could dream of dealing with. Do you know what it's like to have a demon breathing down your neck? Have you ever looked into the void to ask a tiny little monster to eat someone's face? I haven't, but (y/n) did. They needed something to make those thoughts go away, to push back those memories. I don't blame them for what they did, and neither should you." Klaus was fuming at this point. Who were they to judge them? Who were they to think they knew what (y/n) went through or how they should have dealt with it?

The floorboards by the living room entrance creaked, drawing everyone's attention.

"Thanks, Klaus. I'm glad you defended me." I smiled at my favourite living brother. "But I'm back now, and I don't plan on leaving again any time soon."

"Holy shit. Is-is that really you, (y/n)?" Vanya jumped to her feet. It was nice to see her again, especially after having crawled through the surface of the earth.

"Yeah, yeah it is, Vanya. Oh, before anyone gets any snarky ideas, Klaus was telling the truth the whole time. I was an addict, we got clean together, and then I... killed myself. I-" I faltered for a moment, "I'm sorry... that I left, but I found out things about myself that I never would have if I had stayed alive. I think, in the long run, dying is the best thing that ever happened to me."

"What the fuck is going on?" Diego asked. "What happened to you?"

"Huh? Oh, the scars." I looked over my exposed arms and ran my fingers over some of the lighter, raised, and pinkish skin. I forgot about the gallons of blood that soaked my body and lack of clothes and matted my hair. "I was in Hell for a while. There was this hole penitence thing, it's a long story. I'd rather not relive it."

"Looks like Hell gave you a better attitude," Diego joked.

"I yelled at a demon and it exploded, Diego. Can you yell at things and make them explode?"

His eyebrows rose in shock. "No I cannot."

At this point, Klaus was on his feet, and I pulled him into a hug. "I'm sorry," I whispered into his ear. "I didn't want it to happen like that. I didn't mean to leave you alone."

"You came back," he whispered back. "That's all that matters right now. You're back."

We stood in a warm embrace for what seemed like minutes, and I didn't want to let go of the only comfort I had received in what felt like years.

"You need to take a shower. You're getting blood and ash on Allison's skirt."

#the umbrella academy #luther hargreeves #diego hargreeves #allison hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #number five #ben hargreeves #vanya hargreeves #no romantic interest #reader insert #tua #umbrella academy imagine #umbrella academy fanfiction #number eight

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fyeahsmokinhot · 5 years

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Open letter to everyone heartbroken & victimised by GOT

(If you need emotional support, or just want to rant hit me up. God knows I could use it!)

I decided to cure my heartbreak by following the age old advice: The best way to get over someone(thing) is to get under someone(thing).

So after this clusterfuck episode 5 I watched and RE-watched Good Girls, where the writing actually moves forward and doesn’t scar you. Feel free to insert your favourite TV show/youtube channel in there.

Also if Lost thought me one thing is that alternate universes exist and happy endings await there.

REASONS WHY I’M DISAPPOINTED:

Sandor. Yes the long awaited Cleganebowl. I guess the trauma of fires has been successfully overcome due to ......HATRED? Well I know who I don’t want as my therapist as they don’t fucking know how human beings work (even if they previously successfully depicted Sandor’s terror of fire to a point of absolute chill).

#NotMyJaime And poor Jaime (I used to adore him and they took it away). I actually couldn’t wait for him to die and be put out of his misery. I understand they wanted to depict addiction, however recovery and relapse are gradual processes. Usually there are events leading up to them (like Jaime’s arc from season 2-5) and relapse happens as a result of a string of events usually after a stressor appears. So you meant to tell me this gradual process happened and Jaime’s support system - THE WOMAN HE WAS SLEEPING WITH, WHO KNOWS HIM BETTER THAN HE DOES HIMSELF DIDN’T NOTICE? And the icing on top of the character assassination cake the commentary:

D&D 2 episodes ago: Jaime loves Brienne. D&D after episode 5: Jaime loves Cersei.

So Jaime what are you smoking? Or sorry, D&D what are you smoking? Also sweet summer babies thinking Jaime comes back, at this point anything is possible (I don’t think so). Get Pedro Pascal back (and the whole Dorne story line), actually lets just end on Ned waking up with a hangover and the manifest content of this terrible dream. Cat goes and psychoanalyses him based on the latent content: ‘Ned, this means you just really miss your BFF Robert. Sorry he can’t come to accept the raven right now because he is dead (haha, no) he’s just resigned from the Iron Throne and is coming to live with us. THE END.’

And Dany...I don’t even...logical Dany always with a purpose...why not go straight for the tower if you hate that symbol so much? I’m sorry but it’s hard to feel any sympathy with characters if they don’t make sense and I now just want her to kill everyone, so she can give me a clean slate.

Sansa staying in WF with Brienne is the best, Arya go join them and I wish you best of luck in your future endeavours.

Even Cersei (do you guys remember old Cersei who sat on the Iron Throne with Tommen and a poison in her hand as a backup plan? I DO. Where was her backup plan? Did she just forget? Or was she smoking the same crap weed as Tyrion and got concussed?). And why does she not get to die with a BANG? Cersei would have wanted out in style, she would have never wanted to crouch in the shadows (again remember her-Tommen-poison on the iron throne like a fucking champ?).

Plot related reasons: I’m living for Conleth Hill coming out saying he was disappointed with Varys leaving for Neverland since season 3. I feel you man. Also The Golden Company: Casting Call - looking for a Edmure Tully look-alike to play two scenes (one just standing, the other on horseback)...NOW, DO YOUR BEST!

Wtf is even Jon Snows role other than looking emo anymore? And now that INCEST IS IN 20k19 can we finally all get behind Jonsa!!! (Ship does not qualify in this category, what? Cousins, .....but sir this is my only emotional support ship left that you haven’t destroyed. Actually on second thought, never mind. Do not go there!)

To Bryan Cogman: Sweetie, I’m with you and I’m coming wherever you take me (I will watch your stories).

So to D&D: I will never re-watch GOT (or watch any of your creations) as it has left a stink in my heart (not even GG did this bad). You have been obviously writing this season with no regards to your fans or your plot in order to gain larger publicity by shock value. I know while you were writing it you listened to these lyrics:

My baby said he loved me My baby said he need me Gonna eat, sleep and breathe me out 'Til the end (yeah) But then my baby went bad (went bad) I guess he had a relapse (yeah) Had to sneak, cheat and bring me down It had to end (end, yeah)My baby falls asleep (sleep) in his bed (bed) Fingertips (tips) on the edge He left me for a girl (girl) But he regrets leaving me (leaving me, leaving me)And I hope it hurts like hell (oh-oh-oh) And I hope it hurts like hell (oh-oh-oh) You shoulda never let me go I know I'm messing up your mind The devil got you good this time And I hope it hurts like hell (oh-oh-oh)

So in return to you I quote the great poet Lizzo who once said:

You coulda had a bad bitch, non-committal Help you with your career just a little You're 'posed to hold me down, but you're holding me back And that's the sound of me not calling you back

You tried to break my heart? Oh, that breaks my heart That you thought you ever had it No, you ain't from the start Hey, I'm glad you're back with your bitch I mean who would wanna hide this? I will never, ever, ever, ever, ever be your side chick

And to you all a song from Mika that helped me get through my morning exam and get me to get through a dared evening watch of episode 5:

Relax, take it easy For there is nothing that we can do. Relax, take it easy Blame it on me or blame it on you.It's as if I'm scared.

Relax There is an answer to the darkest times. It's clear we don't understand but the last thing on my mind Is to leave you. I believe that we're in this together. Don't scream ' there are so many roads left.

#game of thrones #got #danereys targaryen #jon snow #sansa stark #arya stark #brienne of tarth #braime #jaime lannister #cersei lannister #tyrion lannister #sandor clegane #the hound #bryan cogman #d&d #got mine

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acesotonic · 5 years

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acesotonic reviews | Logic: “Confessions of a Dangerous Mind”

hello everyone! welcome to the first album review on this blog. i have always been reviewing music from all walks of culture, languages and ‘genres’ on my instagram, but i figured putting it on an actual blog would be way neater. and because my opinion is so important, it’s more accessible in this format. so without further ado, enjoy!

Logic’s latest 16-track release, “Confessions of a Dangerous Mind”, had me feeling all sorts of emotions; and not all of them for the better. Some tracks were so good on their own, and some tracks made me question, “Why is this here?”. 16 tracks is long. Especially when Logic himself kept emphasising how any upcoming album would be his last... then proceeds to release another album. That makes the 16 tracks seem way longer than it should.

We begin with the first song that takes the name of the album title. The instrumental begins with a pleasant melody, and reminds you that this is indeed a Logic project. When he begins to rap, his flow is calm and emotional which grounds the listeners into this track at its most foundational level. He gets sentimental and sensitive about the album’s main themes, success and its demons that haunt the mind. But the snare comes off at some points as disruptive; an odd alien semi-grunge hit. The chorus gets lyrically cheesy (which will pop up again later), especially when Logic starts to sing (this too). I would think it was a decent start to the album, but more weak than it was strong.

The next track Homicide, a pre-release featuring Eminem, remains my favourite off of this album. Logic’s rap is rapid-fire, his lyrics are hilarious and his rhyme is impeccable. He switches into characters with his voice, which makes the song prominent. The hook is playing its role as a hook, and transitions into Eminem’s verse cooly. The older rapper’s flow felt fresh, a mix of modern styles but still very much nostalgic sounding with old school sandwich-rhyme schemes. The ending is still odd to me - funny - but does not reduce the quality of the track in any way. Eminem’s feature was a good one, fully fleshed out and utilised. An addictive track indeed. A total repeat.

Unfortunately, Wannabe and clickbait take the album to a downturn when it was just starting to climb. Wannabe feels out of place and almost lacked in the content it intended to have. Similarly, clickbait suffers from cohesive and juicy lyrics. Some bars that had references were fun, but that was only 2 or 4. There’s a cheesiness that is starting to pop up in these weaker tracks, either through Logic’s serious attempts at vocalising melodies or other ways.

The next piece Mama/Show Love that features YBN Cordae does not veer off from passable. The saving grace of this track’s first portion was YBN’s rap - with great content and rhyme. When the beat switches to the Show Love section, Logic’s rap feels more magnetic compared to the Mama section. This makes me feel as if the first half of this piece was not necessary. The melody of the instrumental felt a bit cheesy compared to the previous sounds as well.

It is at this point listening to Out of Sight that I realised I was getting bored. “ALrEaDy?!”. Yes. And I don’t like that. The instrumental does not have anything special to it, almost too consistent with no risk (which is contrary to the album’s themes). There is no strong hook and leads me to question the purpose of the track in this record. The next song Pardon My Ego is slightly better with some unique sampling in the beginning. Logic’s flow and some of the funny lyrics make the track’s safety net. But again, the instrumental sounds repetitive after awhile. There is no lasting impact on my ears and mind.

I started to get excited again for the next track COMMANDO, but only because it features G-Eazy. Many have said that his rap has no personality, but many have also said that he has a distinct voice and accent. I believe in the latter. The instrumental starts to sound more trendy, which I thought made sense since it featured a new generation rapper. G-Eazy had the more interesting flow compared to Logic; fast, rhyme-filled, funny and had cool switch-ups. However... it was too short. Logic’s powerless segment in the beginning made up the bulk of the track, which made COMMANDO almost forgettable.

The next song Icy also has a feature, by Gucci Mane. Logic in the beginning hook uses a high-pitched voice that comes off as comedic, but his carefree and funny lyrics make up for it ever so slightly. Gucci’s segment has a mediocre delivery, but some creative lyrics. Again, it is a very short feature which could’ve expanded to make the song more entertaining. The hook starts to get a little annoying towards the end of the song, though the overall instrumental is quite cool. In the following track Still Ballin featuring Wiz Khalifa, the roles are reversed. Logic’s flow was straightforward with clean lyrics, while Wiz’s bars were basic and fundamentally useless to the song’s theme of hustling. This is when I rather the feature not be... well... featured. Though the song speaks of something important in the life of a reckless artist, the hook comes off as lazy and does not make the song important to the album lineup.

The following track Cocaine again gets me questioning the purpose of it in the record. The instrumental is your typical arpeggio piano-based hip hop beat which is nothing I’ve not heard before. Nevertheless, Logic’s lyrics in the second half of the song get very personal and emotional. It delves into the reality that drugs and poison in music sell better than real and traumatic stories. The 808s laid out across the track becomes progressively crazy and is the most distinct aspect of the instrumental. These 2 things have made Cocaine a tolerable piece.

At the 12th track Limitless, the album almost becomes irredeemable. The record could have stopped at 10 or 11 tracks... and when the 12th one is not of high quality, a listener’s stamina drops. This track is sonically boring, and Logic’s sudden singing comes off as out of tune to my ears. The hook was bland with a repetition of “you the man”, and the existence of this whole song in the album is vague. Although, the album starts to pick up a little bit in Keanu Reeves. Logic’s flow is not stellar, he sounds bored sometimes, and the flute sound in the instrumental feels random. The piece may seem forgettable, but some of the self-referential lyrics are entertaining enough for me to keep listening. Also, the second half of the song is where his flow picks up and reminds me again of Logic’s true potential.

With 4 tracks left, Don’t Be Afraid To Be Different features Will Smith who takes a very short first verse that is lyrically featureless. The chorus has a weird-sounding synth that does nothing to amp up the track’s quality. It is also so loud during Logic’s verse that I can barely be immersed in his part. The hook is overly repetitive and does not help to make the track cohesive, like it is one whole element. But what makes this track decent is the instrumental in general, with a slight callback to It Takes Two by Rob Base and DJ EZ Rock; with the rugged-sounding shakers and drum pattern. Will’s flow, while plain, was cute and nostalgic with references to his Bel Air days. It kept a part of the album a bit more interesting and colourful, to reflect the album art minimally.

As the record comes to an end, it hits hard and suddenly gives us pretty amazing final pieces. BOBBY features sampling with an attention-grabbing intro and background ad-libs chanting “Bobby!”. Logic’s lyrics are raunchy and whimsical, showing off his confidence and presenting himself as an original entity. He gets very personal about his cultural identity as well, but masks it with the funky beat that gives listeners a slightly uneasy feeling being able to access his “dangerous mind”. I do wish the drums went back to a consistent 4/4 beat after awhile and stopped going into half-time, because I was yearning for more speed in this up-beat sampling. Featuring his father’s lament about how great his son is is a sweet touch, and makes the song even more personal and unique. It adds more character to the record, even though at an arrangement stand-point, BOBBY feels oddly placed.

Finally, we reach Lost In Translation. It begins with a wistful 2000s R&B vibe with electric piano and a bit of organ rotations in the background. The bass is soulful. The drum set is muted and very much old school, taking you way back to the times of Ashanti and Ja Rule. Then almost 50 seconds into the track, the beat switches up. It still retains the soul and blues elements in the bass and electric piano. The drums, however, have become more hip hop and so is the drum pattern. I guess it is to keep the track melded into the mainly hip hop album... but I wouldn’t mind a full-on cool R&B-reminiscent outro. And then, the beat switches up for a second time. The bass has become much stronger, and electric piano melodies are funkier. Logic’s flow is so good, with catchy rhyme schemes and edgy references to Hannibal Lecter’s passion for human flesh. His rap is on-going and fresh. Suddenly though, a Japanese narrator starts to speak. I have not found an accurate translation of her segment but one thing’s for sure, she says “Rattpack, motherf***er”. The general gist of her part translates to “Thank you very much for your help” (Logic_301). This could be referring to how this album grapples with themes that may seem distant and unaccessible to most of Logic’s listeners, but uniting them all as music-lovers at the echo of his label. But why Japanese? The purpose is still unknown - at least to me. Some have argued that this is cultural appropriation, but I will leave this to Logic himself to explain. Overall though, an entertaining track with a pleasant and atmospheric finish.

Conclusion

“Confessions of a Dangerous Mind” sinks deeper into an abyss of half-starred quality at almost every track. While very few from the many 16 selections of songs stand out to be great, like Homicide and BOBBY, majority of the album barely skims the surface of “passable”. We expected to see a raw and unedited form of Logic on this record. Instead, it came off as unsealed and unready to be released into the wild. The good songs are very strong, while the weak songs are absolutely underwhelming.

4.75/10

#music: review #logic #logic: coadm #acesotonic #confessions of a dangerous mind #critique #young sinatra #bobby tarantino

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summerdutkowsky · 7 years

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You're gonna hate me: 6, 7, 9, 10, 12-15, 19, 21-24, 30, 35-39, 47-49, 55-57, 60, 63, 64, 72-75, 81, 82, 91, 96, 97, 100, 107, 110, 111, 113, 114, 119, 125, 128, 129, 133, 135-139, 145, 146, 148-150

6. What kind of people are you attracted to? Genuine, funny, caring people who make me laugh and get my sense of humor and make me feel cared for and make my heart full

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? I hope so

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Not... really? I mean I’ve never had it, not that high on a priority list for me personally, but yeah nah I have no problem talking about it

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? Fem probably, the bff is always at the receiving end of my deep nonsense convos

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now:

Feel it Still by Portugal. The Man

Bottom of the River by Delta Rae

Hold On by ZZ Ward

It’s Tricky by Run DMC

Want You Back by HAIM

The rest behind the cut because omg so so many numbers. I’m sorry for people on mobile

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? Y E S

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? idon’tknowher.gif if it exists I’ve never seen one

15. What good thing happened this summer? Um, well the good things are still to come (I’m seeing Green Day in concert in September) but so far my favorite band acknowledged my existence and we have a cute litter of kittens that adopted our house as theirs. Also I’m getting healthier so that’s nice too

19. Do you like bubble baths? Yes. I only like bubble baths. Showers suck

21. What are you bad habits? I have an addictive personality so I get hooked on things really easily, most of the time not healthy. I also stay up way too late if that’s considered a habit

22. Where would you like to travel? Wherever my friends live. And Italy

23. Do you have trust issues? Yes

24. Favorite part of your daily routine? The morning, especially when I’m home alone and it’s just me making my breakfast with my music up super loud and I get to sing as loud as I want and then I eat and catch up on my shows. It’s the most peaceful time. From noon-3pm is prime me time, the best time of day

30. Do you ever want to get married? Maybe if I find the right person but it’s not super important to me atm

35. Would you rather live without TV or music? Music. Though that’s a tough choice

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? Oh yes. Absolutely

37. What do you say during awkward silences? Nothing, silences are only awkward if you make them awkward. I personally love sitting with people in silence and I’ve been told I have a calming presence so silences aren’t awkward

38. Describe your dream girl/guy? Someone caring and funny and makes me happy and knows how to make me feel better with just their presence

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? Places I can afford. Also Target, and any “nerdy” store

47. Have you ever been high? Yes, but not like you think, like I’ve been in the hospital and on painkillers so that kind of high

48. Have you ever been drunk? Noooo never ever. I come from a family of alcoholics so I touch alcohol as little as possible

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? No? I mean I’d like my family to not see how sappy I am with my datemate because they don’t necessarily know I’m queer as hell so I don’t want them to know that but like something bad? No

55. Favourite blog? Um. Idk. All my friends? Is that a cop out? Probably but I really only come to this hellsite for my friends since we share fandoms and content

56. Favourite colour? Purple and neon orange

57. Favourite food? The beef souvlaki from my favorite greek restaurant

60. Ever won a competition? For what? I used to win a lot of awards for grades and stuff in school but competitions? No. I never competed for anything

63. Ever been in love? Yes. Absolutely and it’s wonderful

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? Well my boyfriend at the time and I were in sixth grade and he sent his friend up to me at the end of the day to ask if I would kiss him and my gay ass was like *shrug* sure and so I did in front of my bus because he walked me there and his lips were super dry and chapped and he smelled like farm and the next day he sent the same friend up to ask me if I would “french kiss him” and I immediately said “no and please tell him I don’t want to go out with him anymore”

72. What colour are your towels? Purple

72. How many pillows do you sleep with? Two

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Not with but I have a bunch close by

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? Well I used to have a ton but now I only have my favorite 20 or so scattered through out my room

75. Favourite animal? kiwi birds, raccoons, and capybaras

81. Favourite tv show? Adam Ruins Everything, Wynonna Earp, Underground, Sweet Vicious, Crazy Ex Girlfriend...... I watch a lot of shows so it’s impossible to pick just one....

82. Favourite movie? Alto (please watch this movie), I Can’t Think Straight, DEBS, Pleasantville, Pitch Perfect, Guardians of the Galaxy, Wonder Woman. I have a lot of favorites.......

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? Yes, always (spoiler: it’s usually my mom)

96. Favourite actress? Jessica de Gouw, Jessica Chastain, and Ruth Negga

97. Favourite actor? Idris Elba

100. How are you feeling? Terrible. Like really awful. Life is terrible

107. Have you ever been on a horse? No. Horses scare me. I’d like to ride one one day but I’m terrified of them

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? Hahahaha yes

111. Do you have trust issues? Yes. We covered this

113. What was your childhood nickname? Well I had a few. My uncle used to call me Eggy because that’s what I called myself when I was a wee babe, so he called me Eggy until I was in my teens. My aunt still calls me Megamoo when she sees me. My friends in school used to call me Eg. All of those nicknames I hate and only just started becoming okay with people calling me Meg

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? I walked to Canada by accident once but other than that I have literally never been out of the immediate area. The furthest I’ve gone is Rochester and just over the border into Canada. Someone please come take me away from here

119. Favourite book? 11.22.63 (Please please please please read this book. It changed me as a person and I have literally never loved a book more than I love that one) The Stand, The Dark Tower books (aka my personal Harry Potter series)

125. Do you believe in true love? Maybe? Idk it’s hard to say but yeah I think I do

128. Would you change your name? No. It took a long time but I finally like my name

129. What your zodiac sign? Taurus and yes I am the literal definition of that sign

133. Favourite lyrics right now? “Your kisses are poison and all your words are treason” Cold Day in Heaven by Delta Rae (I have a lot of favorite lyrics but for some reason those are the ones that have been stuck in my head for weeks, it’s not even my favorite song??

135. Dumbest lie you ever told? Omg don’t make me do this. I was in fourth grade and I once told my mom that a friend’s mom said she didn’t want me playing with her daughter anymore because I didn’t like the girl (she was a mean girl) and didn’t know how to be direct??? So instead of just saying “mom this girl is mean and I don’t want to play with her anymore” I told my mom that the girl’s mom told me to stop playing with her daughter. She still believes it to this day and I hate that I can’t take it back

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? Open because it’s too fucking hot

137. How tall are you? 5′3″

138. Curly or Straight hair? On me? Straight

139. Brunette or Blonde? Brunette (assuming you’re talking about my hair color)

145. Tea or Coffee? Both. Coffee in the morning, tea at night

146. Was today a good day? No. Not even a little bit but I did finish a super fucking long power point about Dr Who for the bff today and discovered another one I made about The Dark Tower and I’m really proud of them so if anyone wants to see what I wasted my day on let me know and I’ll send you the link

148. What’s your favourite quote? Top ten because I love quotes

“Life is tough, but darling so are you”

“The man in black fled across the desert and the gunslinger followed”

“There is a battle of two wolves inside us. One is evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, lies, inferiority and ego. The other is good. It is joy, peace, love, hope humility, kindness, empathy and truth. The wolf that wins is the one you feed”

“Stay afraid, but do it anyway”

“...stupidity is one of the two things we see most clearly in retrospect. The other is missed chances.”

“But I believe in love, you know; love is a uniquely portable magic. I don’t think it’s in the stars, but I do believe that blood calls to blood and mind calls to mind and heart to heart.”

“Life turns on a dime. Sometimes towards us, but more often it spins away, flirting and flashing as it goes: so long, honey, it was good while it lasted, wasn’t it?”

“The place where you made your stand never mattered. Only that you were there...and still on your feet.”

“A person can't change all at once.”

“I do not aim with my hand; he who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.I aim with my eye.I do not shoot with my hand; he who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.I shoot with my mind.I do not kill with my gun; he who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father.I kill with my heart.”

And a bonus: “Go then, there are other worlds than these.”

149. Do you believe in ghosts? No

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? “If that guy Sam comes up to me and puts his arm around me and calls me “Buddy” one more time, I’m gonna complain.” -Postcards From the Edge by Carrie Fisher

#transdreadnought #answered #also if you have any more questions or want me to elaborate on any of these let me know

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lovinmightyfire · 7 years

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Rules: 1) Always repost the rules. 2) Answer 11 random questions posted for you. 3) Create 11 new ones. 4) Tag 11 people.

Tagged by: @kurumeki thank you so much, loved to read your answers and to answer your questions :D

1. What is your favourite memory connected with music? That’s hard so I’ll just say that My favorite memories are that music connects me to the world in general, I have a need of having this OST behind me, behind my lively moments when I’m enjoying life, when I want to relax, when I’m sad and miserable, music is another extension of my feelings and my way of seeing and living life. 2. Do you believe that animals are as intelligent as we are? Not only dogs or cats, but also birds, bugs and other living creatures? Yes, totally. Every animal entity has their own intelligence, instinct-based intelligence and the ways of subsistence are intelligence,too. Not to the extent to be more intelligent than human species. After all, the only one who thinks, processes, relates stuff is only one animal, the human. 3. Would you forgive a person for whom you’ve held a grudge for years? It depends, if the grudge was quite stupid, years pass,people change. If someone killed of raped or misbehaved terribly with someone I hold dear or even if this person is somewhat close, the grudge won’t be stupid, and I think it would be quite hard to forgive even if years pass, I don’t really have these problems. All these years, I’ve seen how bad is the own poison of being so vengative or resentful. But you know? As I said, people change, feelings grow old, you could just forgive the person, the relationship won’t be the same anymore. You won’t need neither your resentment, your pride, the grudges, the person. 4. Are there sounds of nature that make you feel anxious? I don’t like the sound it makes when a glacier is breaking,it’s horrible. I had the awful experience to listen to that sound when it cracks and falls, and I hate it because it’s something serious and bad. 5. Who was the adult you have looked up to the most as a child? HAHAH I looked up a lot to Sting, always! And before I looked up my mom, but that changed so much. I don’t look up at her, I wouldn’t want to be like her at all, that’s sad, I love her, but I know that I don’t want to be like her, nor my dad. Those two people are references of what I don’t have to become! 6. What are you looking forward to this year? Many things! I guess the most important one is moving out with my boyfriend and cut the distance, hope he has a job quickly! The second one is passing all the subjects for this year neatly, and prepare the thesis project due to march 2018. and well, not suffering of my anxiety and my pains so much due to my expectations (i mean, it’s always about anxiety. I’m already suffering a lot) 7. Would you talk to the other person honestly or rather overthink?I prefer both, but when the other person said something I could assume I WILL assume and have anxiety and therefore overthink but it ends super fast because I’d never shut up if I overthink. So the issues are settled quickly. 8. Do you think empathy is a strong trait or a weakness? Empathy is such a strong trait,not to be confused with some other things that COULD result of empathy, but they’re not. Empathy is not being stupid(sorry for being harsh),get stepped on, and being tender and doing the things for the other because you feel them like yours. Empathy is about feeling the things as the other would do, provide nice solutions, advices, trying to really process what the person is feeling, hugging the person and their issues too. 9. What is your going-to-bed routine? What helps you fall sleep? Nothing! haha being very tired helps me, I try to pretend that watching ASMR food videos help me but nah they don’t I just love watching them in bed, and if I get sleepy that’s a bonus 10. A song that comes to your mind, when you think of peace, serenity, clarity. No, one song would not do! Lots of Tearliner songs, like this one or this one, this song called May by Belle Epoque and this song by Elephant Gym, I’m ADDICTED to Elephant Gym, please guys listen to that and Tearliner if you feel like reaching another level of ether in the atmosphere. These things came to my mind just now you said all that. My favorite riff and part ever comes to mind, when I think about these words...the entire song isn’t quite suitable, but that part is! :D 11. Have you ever seen the ocean/sea at night? Would you like to? Yes, I did, and I loved it. I loved watching the moon reflected and feeling like the horizon is totally empty and there’s anything anymore.

My questions for you:

1. Do you listen to something when you’re very angry? If so, what kind of music/ songs? 2. What is your perception of how people see you? 3. What are the habits you would love to break? And the ones you totally want to keep? 4. Are you content with the age you have now? 5. Did someone you knew say something that inspired you/changed your way of seeing life? What was it? 6. Do you have a quote that describes your life’s philosophy? 7. Name your favorite thing to use,one for every season of the year (winter,spring, summer, autumn) 8. What does ‘ family’ means to you? 9. Craziest thing you’ve ever done? 10. If you could say something to your 13 year-old face to face now. What would that be? 11. Let’s suppose you can have the absolute answer to a question. What would this question be?

I tag @severemagazinementality @emmhauer @scarlet-rainy-dreams @fautsus @yourfantasyparade @tefutefu @april-lilies @jussinta @rottingroot @kagayaku-sekai @toplubdifo (I’m sorry if I happened to tag you and you don’t like to answer questions).

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sirgyrodegearloose-archive · 7 years

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Really Long Character Survey

Rules: Repost, don’t reblog. Tag 10! Good luck!

Tagged by @themisfitmouse

Tagging: @genius-vondrake, @amadeus-aerinstat, @alphagearloose, @unclescrooge, @askflintheartglomgold, @thesmallestarchitect, @tempest-loupnoir, @the-queen-needs-us ...I can’t really think of two more people to tag who haven’t already been tagged by somebody else.

((Hoooo boy there's gonna be so many headcanons in this.))

BASICS.

FULL NAME : Gyro Percival Gearloose

NICKNAME : Gyro, G

AGE : 28

BIRTHDAY : September 18th

ETHNIC GROUP : Uh... chicken? I guess I kinda headcanon that he's got some Italian in him, but other than that, idek man.

NATIONALITY : American

LANGUAGE / S : English (possibly others, but that's woefully all the mun is fluent in)

SEXUAL ORIENTATION : Bi

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION : Also bi

RELATIONSHIP STATUS : Single

CLASS : Uh... upper-middle, I guess? I mean, he's gotta afford all those parts somehow.

HOME TOWN / AREA : Duckburg, Calisota

CURRENT HOME : A workshop/barn on the south side of Duckburg, near the river

PROFESSION : Inventor/Repairman

PHYSICAL.

HAIR : It has never been consistent. Like... in DuckTales and the related comics, it's orange. In some of the old comics, it's light brown. In the Italian comics, it's bright blonde. I just... I have no idea, my dudes. Gyro's addicted to hair dye or something.

EYES : Blue

NOSE : He's a bird. He has a beak.

FACE : Uh... round? Covered in feathers?

LIPS : Again, he is a bird.

COMPLEXION : Pristine white feathers.

BLEMISHES : ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

SCARS : He's got a good few nicks on his hands, and probably a couple of other random scars from miscellaneous lab accidents, but nothing major. Plus, it's not as if you could see most of them anyway.

TATTOOS : None.

HEIGHT : 5'5"

WEIGHT : Uh... I dunno, probably around 130-140? Gotta take into account that his bones are probably hollow.

BUILD : It varies. In some comics he's kind of plump, and in others, he's like a scarecrow. I'm gonna tentatively put him at athletic, with a little bit of a paunch?

FEATURES : Big blue eyes, (usually) bright orange hair, slightly curved beak, glasses.

ALLERGIES : Blueberries, but he doesn't bring it up unless he has to.

USUAL HAIR STYLE : He basically just rolls out of bed and runs his fingers through it a couple times.

USUAL FACE LOOK : Lost in thought

USUAL CLOTHING : Hat (with chin strap), button up shirt (usually pink, red, blue, or yellow), open black vest, jeans or khakis, work boots.

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR / S : Failure, mostly.

ASPIRATION / S : He wants to discover as much as he can, for discovery's sake. To do things before believed to be impossible just to say he did.

POSITIVE TRAITS : Generally cheerful, independent thinker, kind, clever, creative

NEGATIVE TRAITS : Easily frustrated, bottles his feelings until he explodes, tends to run from his problems, occasionally forgets to take care of himself

MBTI : ENFP, but only just barely (x)

ZODIAC : Virgo

TEMPERAMENT : Sanguine (x)

SOUL TYPE / S : Creator (no surprise there), followed closely by Educator and Helper (x)

ANIMALS : Apparently he's a Zebra (x), which is not necessarily something I would have chosen but I guess it fits? (x)

VICE HABIT / S : Can be kind of lazy sometimes, major sweet tooth

FAITH : "The Powers that Be"

GHOSTS ? : Skeptical, but willing to be convinced

AFTERLIFE ? : Who knows?

REINCARNATION ? : He wouldn't discredit it.

ALIENS ? : YEs

POLITICAL ALIGNMENT : He doesn't really bother himself with politics.

ECONOMIC PREFERENCE : ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

SOCIOPOLITICAL POSITION : Everyone deserves to be treated with basic decency. Beyond that, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

EDUCATION LEVEL : I'm gonna go ahead and say he's got a Master's in engineering, and then a bunch of random courses he thought would be interesting but don't actually add up to any kind of extra degree.

FAMILY.

FATHER : Fulton Gearloose

MOTHER : ??? Gearloose (Until I find a canon name, I've called her Tallulah)

SIBLINGS : It's implied he has at least one sibling, since he's got a nephew in some of the comics, but I don't think they've ever actually been seen

EXTENDED FAMILY : Ratchet Gearloose (Grandfather), Copernicus Gearloose (Great-grandfather), Descartes Gearloose (Great-uncle), Newton Gearloose (Nephew)

NAME MEANING / S : Gyro, as in gyroscope or gyrosphere. Gearloose, as in a literal loose gear.

HISTORICAL CONNECTION ? : His great-grandfather assisted a gentleman thief in the 1920s. Long standing family ties to Scrooge McDuck. Gyro himself is a knight of the kingdom of Quackalot thanks to time travel shenanigans.

FAVOURITES.

BOOK : Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

MOVIE : Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back

5 SONGS :

Why Does the Sun Shine? by They Might Be Giants

Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger by Daft Punk

Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds by The Beatles

Poison by Alice Cooper (kind of a guilty pleasure)

Don't Stop Me Now by Queen

DEITY : ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

HOLIDAY : New Years

MONTH : I don't think he really has a favorite month.

SEASON : Spring

PLACE : His workshop

WEATHER : Partly cloudy, 68F, low humidity, light breeze

SOUND : Clocks ticking, birds singing, keyboard clatter, that wobbly sound that laminated paper makes

SCENT / S : Freshly cut grass, sunscreen, baked goods

TASTE / S : Fresh fruit, anything sweet

FEEL / S : The weight of a wrench or a hammer, the texture of blueprint paper, working outdoors in the sunshine (or by a window), laying in a hammock

ANIMAL / S : Dogs, bees, butterflies, songbirds

NUMBER : 42

COLOUR : Orange

EXTRA.

TALENTS : Not sure if you'd really call it a talent, but he's canonically ambidextrous.

BAD AT : Cooking, singing

TURN ONS : Not getting into that here.

TURN OFFS : Not getting into this either.

HOBBIES : Baseball, soccer, fishing, bug catching

TROPES : Cloudcuckoolander, Gadgeteer Genius, Mr. Fixit, Identical Grandson, and probably a whole lot more that I can't be bothered to keep looking for.

AESTHETIC TAGS : Tools, metalworking, robotics, clockwork, spring and summer landscapes, baseball, soccer, orange, circuitry, beaches, Arthurian legends, medieval weaponry, castles, old sci-fi, space, cyberpunk, steampunk, science labs, dragons

GPOY QUOTES : ??

FC INFO.

MAIN FC / S : Rick Moranis

ALT FC / S : Don't have one

OLDER FC / S : ...Older Rick Moranis?

YOUNGER FC / S : ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

VOICE CLAIM / S : Well, his last voice actor was Chris Edgerly in the remastered game, but I don't think it's been confirmed yet who his new VA will be.

GENDERBENT FC / S : Don't have one

MUN QUESTIONS.

Q1 : If you could write your character your way in their own movie , what would it be called , what style would it be filmed in , and what would it be about ?

A1 : I have no idea. It would probably be a campy, 80's style sci-fi though, like Honey I Shrunk The Kids or Weird Science.

Q2 : What would their soundtrack / score sound like ?

A2 : Lighthearted, but with a sense of wonder. It would make occasional use of odd instruments.

Q3 : Why did you start writing this character ?

A3 : I had just rediscovered DuckTales and Tumblr RP blogs were starting to become this big thing that everyone did so I just sort of jumped on the bandwagon.

Q4 : What first attracted you to this character ?

A4 : I've always loved nerdy, quirky characters. Being a ginger doesn't hurt either.

Q5 : Describe the biggest thing you dislike about your muse.

A5 : He is usually portrayed as having human-like feet, which makes no gotdang sense. The ducks have duck feet. Cats and dogs have paws. Other chickens have chicken feet. BUT LET'S MAKE GYRO A WEIRD MUTANT, MWAHAHAHAHAHA! ...How about no? I'm just... completely disregarding that as canon unless there's an explanation for it. I'll even take a one off, throwaway comment. Otherwise, y'all can fight me.

Q6 : What do you have in common with your muse ?

A6 : A tendency to get way too invested in a project and forget to do things like sleeping or eating a reasonable meal.

Q7 : How does your muse feel about you ?

A7 : He doesn't know I'm there, and I intend to keep it that way for now.

Q8 : What characters does your muse have interesting interactions with ?

A8 : He has had some truly memorable relationships and interactions with other muses throughout my time playing him, and I don't think I could adequately cover all of them in just a little survey post.

Q9 : What gives you inspiration to write your muse ?

A9 : I've got a playlist of songs that remind me of him that I listen to sometimes. Other than that, I find inspiration for Gyro in some of the weirdest places, like my history textbook the other day, or a particularly scientifically inaccurate episode of Danger Mouse I watched the other day.

Q10 : How long did this take you to complete ?

A10 : About two hours.

#ooc #tagged as me #headcanons

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bonchanbubbles · 7 years

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Poisoned Melody (Drama Ver) Chapter 2/3

Title: Poisoned Melody (Drama version) Chapter: 2/3 Characters: Ryu Jun Yeol, Park Shin Hye, Kim Taeri, Lee Jongsuk, Junsu, Jinhyuk Genre: Vampire AU, Fantasy Romance, Angst Author: Bonchan Disclaimer: This story is just fiction. I only own the plot. Main characters aren’t mine. Summary: Junyeol used to enjoy drinking every girl’s blood who’s in love with him. But what happened when his addiction changed after visiting a late stadium cancer patient who often played harmonica every night?

A/N: This fanfiction is dedicated for my two beloved sista who are currently suffered by happybeans virus LOL xD

Chapter 1 is here Chapter 3 is here

POISONED MELODY (2/3)

From a darkness curtain

bound in poisoned melody

long hidden beneath the moon

chords from an untouched beauty

“How…how…do you know my name?”

Shinhye wasn’t lying. Junyeol was sure of it. But how come she didn’t remember him as if there’s an eraser in her mind? They just met yesterday.

“Shinhye-ah. Are you okay?” He heard someone called him from outside the room.

Shinhye turned her head toward the door and answered, “Yes, Father! I just—“. Right when she turned back to face the stranger, Junyeol had already gone.

****

The night after, Junyeol came again. He still couldn’t believe what he witnessed last night. It’s too strange even for a vampire like him. He’s sure his sensitivity never deceived him. He’s one from the strongest clan between vampire races. He wanted to try again. If it’s proved that the harmonica player had tricked him, he would kill her without mercy for playing on him.

“Who are you?”

That harmonica player said the exact same words again once she met Junyeol for the third time. Junyeol stared at her in silence. Trying to act his role with the same lines as the two days before. He observed Shinhye’s orbs moves, her breaths, and her pulses.

“I ask you who are you? What are you doing here?”

“I… I heard the song you’re playing. So I came and jumped… here”

Shinhye smiled again, “You jumped here? Are you a fox? What’s your name by the way?”

“Junyeol”

She offered a hand, “I am Shinhye.”

Junyeol took her hand again, “Your song is beautiful”

“Thank you. Jongsukkie gave me this harmonica so I won’t feel bored”, Shinhye and Junyeol said in the same time. Shinhye stared at him widely. Had no idea why Junyeol could read her mind.

But once again, there’s no hint of lie from Shinhye’s words. “You’re a great actress, Park Shinhye”, he said coldly to the female.

Shinhye gave him a questioned look, “Huh? What do you mean?”.

Junyeol stared at her closer, hand still holding Shinhye’s. Then his eyes widened as he noticed something when he scanned over Shinhye’s body. There’s a strange temperature accumulated in her head, “There’s something wrong in your head”.

Shinhye pulled her hand away from him, then attached it to her tiny waist, “Hey, That’s rude. Did you mean I am crazy?” she pouted. Junyeol couldn’t help but chuckled.

“Yah!! What’s so funny?”

“Cute”

“What did you say?”

“You are cute. Pouting like that”, he pointed at Shinhye’s mouth.

Shinhye quickly covered her mouth and lowered her head to hide the blushing on her cheeks, “You… You’re weird”

Junyeol laughed, “Hahaha… Shinhye, can I hear you play your song with that harmonica again?”

Shinhye grinned, “Eeeyy, don’t tell me you’re my fan”.

Junyeol shrugged and smiled back, “You can say that”

Shinhye sat back to her bed, took her harmonica, and suggested Junyeol to sat beside her, “I have another song to play—“

“You want me to help you to choose which the best song you have to play at tomorrow prom night”, Junyeol cut her words. Junyeol’s expression turned sad. It must be something wrong with this woman’s memory, he thought.

Shinhye was stunned for a moment. Felt a bit scared, “Junyeol, how do you know what I would say?” She whispered.

Junyeol sighed, “Shinhye, you said exactly the same words yesterday and the day before that. This is not the first time I come here. You already said your name and called me a fox thrice. You also said about your friend Jongsukkie who gave you this harmonica and you told me about your plan to perform your song with it tomorrow”

Shinhye shook her head, couldn’t accept his words, “No. You’re lying”

“Shinhye, do you remember what date is today?”

“February…. February 13th , 1976”.

Junyeol shook his head, realized this was a serious matter, “It’s 2 months ago. Shinhye, I am telling you the truth. Your day is repeated with the same routine for three days. Even if I come again tomorrow, we will be to become strangers and you will ask my name again."

Shinhye held her head. Her face became sweaty. There’s some tears started to gather on the corner of her eyes, “No…No…!!” She squeezed her head as if she just got a strong headache.

“Shinhye, are you okay?”, Junyeol approached her.“Ugh…” Shinhye couldn’t answer as the pain took over her head.

Then Junyeol heard someone knocked Shinhye’s door, “Shinhye-ah, Are you okay?”

“Father!!!” Tears were streaming down though her cheeks as she couldn’t bear the pain.

Junyeol quickly got out to the balcony and hid behind the curtain as the door started to open. An old man whom Junyeol assumed as Shinhye’s father came to his daughter, laid her on the bed, then took some bottles from a cupboard. Junyeol watched he took an amount of tablets from them and let Shinhye drank them. He kept stroking Shinhye’s hair and whispering that she would be okay soon until his daughter was driven into sleep.

Junyeol looked worried and whispered to himself, ‘Shinhye, what on earth happened to you?’

****

The following day, Junyeol came again. This time he didn’t want to meet Shinhye but her father. Right after the old man opened the door, Junyeol stared at his eyes and hypnotized him to make the old man believed that he came as Shinhye’s old friend.

“He didn’t have much time left”, her father said as he pulled a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. Junyeol could see big eye bags under his eyes. He was sure that man had lacked sleep for days.

“Is her sickness... incurable?”

Shinhye’s father sucked his cigarette for a moment and released the smoke slowly, “A late stadium brain cancer.”

Junyeol looked hesitate for a second, then said, “So... that’s the cause why she lost her memories?”

The man eyed Junyeol in confuse, “How do you know about that?”

Junyeol tried to find a good reason for a moment, “Um…um… I heard some rumors”

Shinhye’s father sighed, “No. It’s a different case. She became like that since she lost her best friend in an accident before the prom night.”

Junyeol’s mind clicked on something, “Do you mean Jongsukkie?”

The man sucked his cigarette again. His eyes turned even sadder than before, “Yes. Lee Jongsuk. He meant a whole world for Shinhye. They’re best friend since childhood. Once she knew that she was diagnosed a late stadium brain cancer and didn’t have enough times, she was still as cheerful as she was before because she wanted to spend her life with family and her best friend. But after that accident, she became depressed and later diagnosed with a rare case of amnesia -- her memory stopped at February 13th, right before the accident.”

His tears were slowly streaming, he quickly rubbed them with his backhand, “Once she wakes up from her sleep, she is going to repeat it all over again.” He chuckled bitterly, his shoulder was a bit shaking, “That little wench….. I only have her. I wish I could take her pains. Both…”

****

“Who are you?”

Shinhye eyed him like a stranger again. This was the first time for Junyeol to not have any idea why he was so caught up with this dying woman. How his chest ached to accept the fact she didn’t remember his name. How he had to introduce himself every day. He never took a pity toward human. But this was far beyond just a pity. It’s more than that.

“I ask you who are you? What are you doing here?”

“I… just walked around the forest then heard a sound from harmonica. It’s beautiful. I just really like it.”

Shinhye blushed, “Really? Thank you. Jongsukkie gave me this harmonica so I won’t feel bored hehe…” Her eyes looked toward her balcony for a second then turned back to face Junyeol, “But... this is the third floor. How did you climb here? Are you a monkey?”

Junyeol giggled all of a sudden. “Hey, what’s so funny. I am asking you!” She pouted again. It’s Junyeol’s favourite gesture from her. He shook his head, “No. I thought you would call me fox.”

“Fox jump, monkey climb”, she said while crossing her arms.

Junyeol laughed more, “Cute.”

“What?”

Junyeol stopped laughing, only stared at her in silence for a second then said, “You... You’re cute.”

Shinhye stuttered, “Yo.. you.. I mean your voice. Do you purposely make your voice sound like that?”

Junyeol started to look at her a bit mischievously, making the female tried to avoid his eyes, “I usually sound like this. Anything wrong with my voice?”

Shinhye bit her lower lip and shake her head, “No. Nothing’s wrong”. She lowered her head as her face became very red. Junyeol came closer then lifted her chin to face her, “Can… can I hear the song you’re playing earlier?”

Shinhye smiled at him, “Sure. I have another song to play. Can you help me to choose which the best song I have to play for tomorrow prom night?”

Junyeol smiled back at her bitterly. There was a pang in his chest but he’s never been this happy for a long time. He realized that the first moment he heard the song from this woman. He’s already falling for her. There’s no place for him in her memory but even it’s hurt, he would come here again and again.

****

Since he met Shinhye, Junyeol stopped seducing girls nor he drank any human blood as he came every night to see her. He survived only by drinking erythrocyde (blood tablet). During those time, he didn’t realize that someone in the darkness was watching him.

“Stop meeting him Junyeol”, someone was leaning to the window of his castle, right before Junyeol wanted to flee through the forest.

“I don’t know what you mean Junsu. I am busy now.” Junyeol ignored him then took his coat from a hanger.

“You know what I mean. You don’t suppose to visit a human regularly like that”

Junyeol stared at his vampire friend. He chuckled a bit, “You know I always visit human and kill them in the end right?”

Just when Junyeol reached the main door of his castle, Junsu’s next words stopped him again, “You won’t kill her. I know from your pulse. You are falling. They will know soon”

Junyeol knew what Junsu meant by they. It’s The Cainity. The largest and most powerful coven of vampires consisted by true bloods which ages exceed 2000 years. They enforced the laws of the vampire world and it’s included by forbidding a vampire to fall in love with human. They could sense an increasing heat and hormone of a vampire from a long distance.

“We may be alone creature, Junyeol. But you have to remember they're watching us. This is how our kind last for centuries and only be known as myth by human”

Junyeol let out a heavy sigh. “I know. You don’t have to tell me. But I… I just can’t.” He knew what consequence he would get if he got along with a human. But he didn’t have enough time. He felt his chest ached everyday but it ached more if he didn’t go to meet that woman and hear that melodic sounds from her harmonica again.

To be continued

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Moonshining is Red Dead Online’s best update yet, but the cost of content is starting to hurt • Eurogamer.net

Since we last spoke, Red Dead Online has made the move to PC, and with the Moonshiners update has finally caught up to its console counterpart, wrangling it into submission with its 4K 60FPS lasso. This fancy new patch grafts in the second season of the much-loved Outlaw Pass, a new wardrobe worth of cosmetics and a brand new Frontier Pursuit to pursue in Moonshining, which introduces property ownership and a separate five-mission narrative.

A lot to dig into then! The boozehound business model is the main focus, and as you kickstart the new role you’re introduced to the baroness of shine, Maggie Fike, a woman scorned and left to fry in a burning shack by federal tax agents. You’re tasked with reclaiming her extremely illegal operation and seeking revenge against a trio of bad blokes. It might sound familiar if you’ve played through Online’s main story: a long-winded redemption song spearheaded by Jessica McClerk, the woman who broke your green behind out of Sisika penitentiary in the opening so you could avenge her dead husband.

Even so, this side story comfortably overshadows that arc across five meaty missions that ply the player with a refreshing approach to Red Dead mission design. Most importantly, the objectives in Fike’s campaign don’t so quickly dissolve into dissatisfying combat arenas.

The most effective is a gauntlet of a mission where you lay a tainted moonshine trap and fight through the flame-ridden swamp you summoned to a ruined castle, diving into muddy cover as turret fire rains down upon your posse. It’s a gritty moment of comeuppance in a narrative that compels you to care about its characters. Other fond memories include my crew commanding covert canoes through alligator territory, lobbing fire bottles at moonshine stills and fighting bears as we foraged for cursed recipes to poison rival supply chains.

One mission has you commandeer a boat and murder hundreds of federal tax officers. The brown guff is my own special brew.

Outside of resonant gameplay, Fike’s story happens to be steeped in a curious and obscure facet of American History, alluding to a time when federal agents came down hard on rural moonshiners after the American Civil War. You’ll steal boats and sneak into compounds to escape a sect of vicious taxmen led by the dreaded Agent Hixon. This historical context was developed in a fascinating anecdotal post over on the Red Dead Online subreddit, authored by a player whose ancestors were involved in the business of outlaw shine in Pennsylvania in the 19th century.

These missions are longer and much more difficult than before, but the most clever turn of the Moonshine campaign is how it ties its narrative to the progression of the new role. As you purge hordes of Revenue Men (who all look a bit like Friedrich Nietzsche), you unlock tangible upgrades for your business, such as new recipes, buyers and reduced ingredient costs. Before this, the story missions were so disconnected to the Role XP in Frontier Pursuits that they quickly became a one-and-done affair. In this update you want to keep playing them, advancing the difficulty and completing optional stealth objectives to increase your ambient earnings on the other side.

If this same approach isn’t adapted for Bounty Hunter, Trader and Collector, it would be a crying shame. Rockstar has found a set of addictive feedback loops with the introduction of roles and would do best to squeeze the wider narrative of Red Dead Online through these side stories, creating likeable characters that define each Frontier Pursuit. In Madam Nazar’s case, the legwork has already been done, but both Trader and Bounty Hunter are begging for development.

If you can ignore my masked horse companion Geoff Keighley, you’ll be able to take in the gorgeous vista’s Red Dead’s PC port provides.

Outside the story, the core of the role grind is making and selling moonshine from your shack. It’s a bit of an obtuse system at first, one where you have to let the mash cook for half an hour and then flavour it with picked herbs and canned foods to meet the needs of a set of buyers that changes every two hours. This pushes you to engage with the environment more while you’re playing to acquire the most lucrative shine.

Delivering the devil’s drink is perhaps the weakest mission type introduced in this update, especially when compared to the super saloon brawls offered by the bootlegger missions. it’s all too similar to the Trader mainstay of delivering cargo, albeit with a frustrating damage meter affected by poor driving and federal checkpoints.

Truly, the most fun to be had is down below in the basement of your shack, where you can get mortal with your mates and annoy the patrons. Getting high off your own supply is usually a big business faux-pas, but in Red Dead Online I seem to have forgotten this mantra in favour of a good time.

Perhaps it’s the abundance of real-world dread enabling the drowning of my virtual sorrows… Reasons to be merry aside, I’ve spent precious time waiting for my shine to prove by happy-slapping my posse members after sliding copious amounts of potentially blinding alcohol down the bar and into their gullets. Oloman’s shack operates on a “serve until you slur” model, the in-game prompts descending into utter nonsense as the taps run dry. Designated drivers for the next smuggler’s run can fill up on the customary almond bowl and adjudicate brawls.

There’s me when I saw the Exit Poll the other night and logged in for a few cups of sauce.

With the Moonshiners update also comes another peculiar attempt at cross-game archaeology with GTA Online. By following a secret murder mystery in Los Santos you can now dig up a special revolver back in New Hanover. It’s a clever way to make you flip between each ecosystem, but I’ve always thought this would be an exciting thread for Rockstar to follow to its end within their disparate but popular worlds – perhaps to transfer money between games you could bury gold and weapons in dig sites in Red Dead and unearth them in GTA decades later.

The bloodied Navy Revolver variant you receive in the end is this update’s new weapon and a particularly punchy six-shooter when paired with another pistol. The crunchy haymaker to the Volcanic Pistol’s jab, if you will. The ‘Stop ‘n’ Swop’-esque game-jumping is preferable too unless you’re happy to pay the $275 RDO price tag.

Regarding the cost of content, this is something that’s starting to become a worry in Red Dead Online. With another role comes another 25 gold bar entry barrier, and that’s before we dig into the Outlaw Pass, which has jumped from 35 to 40 gold bars this time around, adding another 30 ranks worth of rewards (including John Marston and Arthur Morgan’s outfits) in an attempt to mitigate the difference in price.

That means it’ll cost you at least £27 if you want to go all-in on the white lightning with no bars in the bank. That said, the first three Frontier Pursuits are still gated at 15 Gold Bars a piece with no upgrades for any of the professions unlocked.

Rockstar is gracious enough to let you earn your 40 gold bars back in corporate scrip for progressing through the Outlaw Pass and yes, the Moonshining role is worth the price of entry, but the slow burn approach to earning your content in Red Dead Online is starting to become beneficial to Rockstar and Rockstar alone.

Bar fights come thick and fast when you’re full of flavoured moonshine, but you can’t quite batter someone – sour slaps will have to do.

Not to go all Martin Lewis on you, but with this much content to purchase there certainly needs to be easier methods to unlock gold bars. At the moment, your best option is to enable Two Factor Authentication on your Social Club account and subscribe to Twitch Prime to get free gold (use a free trial to claim your rewards and overthrow your masters,*wink*).

Beyond that, you can grind hard or collect a pittance of nuggets for logging in and completing challenges every day to form a streak, which is a fairly unrealistic option for anyone who has a modicum of respect for their own free time. Earning bars should be an earned reward for following the most fun pursuits in the game, not a crash course in Marx’s theory of alienation.

Perhaps the greatest missed opportunity here is the fact you don’t charge anybody for booze in your speakeasy. Unbelievably, all the patrons and other players drink free. Given the mighty need for passive income akin to GTA Online’s Nightclub, there’s an open goal available for Rockstar to turn a purely cosmetic expansion (that costs a lot of in-game money) into a money-earner on the side.

There are also a few widely reported glitches that need ironing out: infinite loading screens, broken shack doors and disappearing batches of moonshine (with no rebate on the mash costs) being the main annoyance, and that’s not accounting for the sudden inability to make my favourite hunting dinner: Cripps’ special stew.

The gilded cheater I caught in the plains with his pile of pickled panthers. Robin Hood or up to no good?

I’ve also had one too many (two) encounters with cheaters since making the jump to PC, a new phenomenon I pray Rockstar are on top of. So far I’ve seen a cheater use some sort of trainer to repeatedly explode my character in Saint-Denis, yet the most interesting experience was when I stumbled upon a smelly-looking temptress alone in the woods spawning an infinite pile of perfect panthers for me to skin.

So far the character mask of Red Dead Online has meant my virtual diligence has not been cowed by these (hopefully banned) cowboy cyberpunks, even if, in the context of the Old West, cheating is nine tenths of the typical outlaw.

How Rockstar reacts to this update will define the future of Red Dead Online. If it keeps inflating the cost of roles and passes with no easy way to earn gold, the community will only rebel given their memory of the approach in GTA Online. Similarly, if it lets the Robin Hood cheaters run riot and load piles of expensive animal parts into the world, it risks undermining its economic false consciousness and devaluing the paid-for currency. Yet at the moment, it’s starting to look like the script kiddies would be doing us working-class cowpokes a favour…

from EnterGamingXP https://entergamingxp.com/2019/12/moonshining-is-red-dead-onlines-best-update-yet-but-the-cost-of-content-is-starting-to-hurt-%e2%80%a2-eurogamer-net/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=moonshining-is-red-dead-onlines-best-update-yet-but-the-cost-of-content-is-starting-to-hurt-%25e2%2580%25a2-eurogamer-net

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swapnagangadharan · 5 years

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I woke up at 7 am to see Adit up and awake and getting ready to go. He was taking an earlier train to Bombay and then get back to Powai. We got ready to drop him at the railway station.

After a big hug and goodbye to Adit, I noticed Pankaj having that melancholic look and saying ‘And he’s gone’..

We went to the Jain temple complex for breakfast and chai. This time there were people in the canteen. Let me tell you I have eaten Upma in different variations but what I had that day was unbelievable. Small masala puris, Upma with coconut chutney, khakhras( which am addicted to now btw!) and that Chai.

We kept on hogging. We had a long day, evening and night ahead as Bhim and I were taking an evening train to Pune. He had an early morning flight back to Bangalore and Srini and his nieces would join me later in the night. When I look back I realise how I was moving from one transformative trip to another.

After breakfast we went up to the Jain temple. It was quiet and peaceful and there was no one around except one Jain family dressed in traditional robes from the youngest who was maybe 3 years to the oldest,the grandfather offering prayers. It was a sight to see. We three sat in silence and closed our eyes. The birds, the sunshine, the tranquility of the temple, it was beautiful.

I have noticed in every holy place I visited whether it’s a temple, monastery, gurudwara, Dargah or church there is a sense of calm and serenity. There is no explanation why. Not everything can be explained with logic.

After some time we got up. Bhim wanted to catch up on sleep as he slept really late last night so we dropped him at the guesthouse and we made our way to Waki School for one last time.

Pankaj showed around the school in detail, the old buildings versus the new ones. He had come here for the first time in the 70s when he was in college and the school was just one big house.

He was very passionate about this place. Being the logical and practical guy that he is, it was challenging for him to convince the donors why certain things wouldn’t work here.

We spent our time seeing the space, the new dining hall that was getting expanded, the residential quarters. Just then one of the kitchen staff guy came to greet him. A sharp straightforward man, Pankaj told me that his daughter was very bright and had finished her 10th standard exams.

We sat down and were chatting away enjoying the fresh breeze and right then the guy got us Jamun – the dark fruit freshly plucked from the tree. It was such a delight sitting under the shade and eating it! He also brought freshly plucked mangoes for Pankaj to take it home.

Pankaj packed some Jamun for his wife and the staff guy in his own way complained about the work. He looked straight at me and told Aapko patha hai roz kitna roti banate hai?? 300 subah 300 raat ko!( Do you know how many rotis I have to make every day? 300 in the morning and 300 in the evening!) His back was aching and he didn’t get many days off. Pankaj was patiently listening. These were realities and actual challenges and getting the staff here to work was a challenge.

After some time Pankaj said goodbye to them saying he will be back in June 1st week. We drove back to the guesthouse and we had some time. Bhim was blissfully sleeping inside.

Pankaj and I took our own space on the verandah and lied down on the floor. I remember playing an album from Karunesh, closing my eyes, arms wide open and getting into a trance. We seek and crave for such moments, to be free, to be still and to be present.. Pankaj too zoned out lying down.

After an hour and half it was time to go. We packed in silence, closed the windows and got into the car. That familiar ache started inside. Yes I was moving onto another leg of my journey and I was happy I would meet Srini and his nieces but after this I wouldn’t see Pankaj and Bhim would leave tonight. Change is inevitable but how do you explain it to your heart?

Bhim took over and since we had plenty of time he drove slowly. I played old Hindi songs of the 50s and 60s and we were all humming to it. The sun was so bright that Bhim had to put a cover( which was Pankaj’s lungi!)over his side of the window. And this was the funny part, every time he had to change lanes, he would peep from the covers as if it was a purdah! I would giggle like crazy and Bhim would join in 😁

We reached an eating point on the highway where we had really tasty Vada Pav. And right when you think nothing can go wrong it does.

As we were reaching the parking space, Pankaj couldn’t find his wallet. We started searching the car,Pankaj went twice to the joint, to the bathroom nothing! It went on for another half an hour until I decided I would search his small backpack again and there I saw, his wallet in the side pocket. I showed it to him rolling my eyes and this man cheekily says Hey I kept it at a very secure place 😊 Pankaj was as forgetful as my buddy Bhim!

Having lost an hour Pankaj told Bhim to speed up because there were chances of us reaching nick in time or maybe even miss the train. It all went well until we reached Thane. BOOM! It hit us like that! From the quietness we were now in the district of Thane with its buildings, constructions and full on traffic jams on a Sunday.

I used GPS and we made our way towards Railway station. Bhim and I were ok to even missing the train thinking we can take a bus no sweat but Pankaj was more worried than us. I could see him egging us on and to concentrate on driving and less talking 😊

Finally we reached the overcrowded traffic jammed station, we said our goodbyes to Pankaj and made a dash. Since there were local trains and outbound trains it took us time to figure out which platform it was and boy was it super hot and humid!

The crowds were overwhelming us totally and as we stood in the platform with the sun hitting us, Bhim and I realised how privileged our lives were living in South Indian cities.

The serenity of Dahanu was wiped out by standing there in that heat and getting jostled by crowds.The train was late by 25 minutes and when it came it halted only for a minute.

I remember sweating profusely because there were at least 40 people in front of us getting into the compartment and they were not moving and the green signal came on. Then we became pakka locals by shouting at them to get inside as the train started moving.

We found our way to our seats and finally sat down and looked at each other in bewilderment. What a contrast it was now to what we experienced in the morning. Reality bites I tell you!

And then hunger pangs started or let’s say stress eating started. This was an express and there were few stops. We waited for something to come by and finally some roasted peanuts came by. The moment I saw Bhim eating peanuts I started laughing loud again especially the look he would give when he saw me laughing. We also packed khakhras so we were munching on them.

Srini and his nieces, Aanchal and Kajal took the afternoon train from Hyderabad and they would reach Pune at 11 pm.

After some time Bhim and I shared my earphones and listened to Queen and of course our favourite, The Doors. I remember how we were jamming, moving and doing our head banging to the music, we didn’t care a damn!

Around 8.15 pm we reached Pune and right when we came out we felt the cool air hitting us. Aaaaah! This was nothing like Bombay!

After some unfortunate failed Uber bookings we finally reached the hotel. Srini had already booked it so we had time to relax and the first thing on both our minds was BEER! All we wanted to have was chilled beer with our all time favourite Chilli Paneer! Yup that’s our poison people.

Bhim took a long shower while I watched some TV and was messaging Srini. He didn’t have a proper vacation since we started the cafe, yup am the nomad not him and this was the first vacation in years with no work stress. He was dying to jump out of the train and run towards Pune!

After Bhim got ready, I got ready and taking his backpack we walked towards ‘Kanak.’ This place was introduced to us two years ago thanks to Aanchal, Srini’s niece who was studying then in Symbiosis. A nondescript place, it was one of the few places open till 5 am.

We settled into one of the low seated tables and mattress and immediately ordered Beer and that Paneer. You look at our pic taken in semi darkness, you will see how dazed we were. As Bhim put it, we look stoned!

Around 11.30 pm we finally saw Srini, Aanchal and a beaming excited Kajal holding Bhim’s linen shirt and pant like it was some crown jewel. Seeing that linen shirt and pant we burst out laughing!

Bhim related his date night as Srini asked him what happened. And so my friends, let me tell you the story of his date night really travelled far and wide!

It was time for Bhim to leave and I gave him a big hug and goodbye. I knew I would see him again in July but I would miss him.. He was my crazy companion in travel, treks and thoughts.

As I walked back into Kanak, the final leg of my journey was about to start..

Dahanu series – the last time… Part X I woke up at 7 am to see Adit up and awake and getting ready to go.

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synonemous · 5 years

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On 2018

It's the end of the year again, and SK's on a review roll. Feel free to look under the read more if you want to learn more about what I thought about 2018.

Here we are again, another year has come and gone, and now it’s time to start again. Thanks for the memories, 2018. They might not all have been good, but they sure were something.

This is what I found most memorable about 2018.

Top Favourite Songs: Fall Out Boy - The Last of the Real Ones Thousand Foot Krutch - Untraveled Road The Script - Rain Imagine Dragons - Mouth of the River Breaking Benjamin - The Dark of You Ruben - Walls Linkin Park - Battle Symphony Bullet for My Valentine - Leap of Faith Disturbed - No More

Top Favourite Album: Imagine Dragons - Evolve Breaking Benjamin - Ember Linkin Park - One More Light Bullet For My Valentine - Gravity Disturbed - Evolution

Top Favourite Shows: Black Sails American Gods Castlevania The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina The Haunting of Hill House

Top Favourite Movies: Venom Deadpool 2 Once Upon a Deadpool Black Panther Love, Simon Ocean’s Eight

Top Favourite Games: Shadow of the Tomb Raider Detroit: Become Human Jurassic World Evolution

Favourite Book Series: Wolves of the World by Dessa Lux. There are two books so far; Omega Required and Omega Defiant. I found the first (OR) through a recommendation on Tumblr earlier this year and boy am I glad I gave it a chance! I I read that in one sitting and didn’t stop even though I was at the final chapter at 2 in the morning. I believe the word I’m looking for is compelling. The second one (OD) did its best to distract me while I valiantly tried to finish nano, but I got the story wrapped up in the end so I didn’t mind disappearing into a book for a few hours. Because yes, that one was just as good and compelling as the first :) Favourite Work(s): I had to split this one into multiple works because I got so much done this year. So, number 1: Undisclosed Desires. I finished this story early this year, but once I beat the block I finished it practically in one sitting. It’s one of my favourite works to date. It’s not perfect, but it’s flawed in a lot of ways that the world is also flawed and I loved exploring that. I loved being able to vent my frustrations on paper and have people - fictional but still people - react and go “oh hell no.” Number 2: Poison. I somehow managed to finish this story as well this year (among a few others, colour me HIGHLY surprised), and I still don’t know how to feel about that. Because I’ve been writing Poison for so long, I genuinely do not know what I’m gonna do now that that’s done. But I love it, though. Is it pretty? No. Does it include everything I thought it would? No. But it’s the story I wanted, needed, to write. And I love it for that. Best Buy: I bought myself this amazing Marvel Comics hoodie for my birthday and I am in love. I’m never taking it off. Favourite Word/Phrase: Sigh. (This says a lot about how the year has gone for me, personally, and the world at large.) Favourite Find: I created this last year solely to promote the podcast Lore (which you seriously should check out if spooky and creepy things are your thing, or just if you like the darker side of history). This year I’m promoting the podcast Myths and Legends, which is myths and legends (shocking, I know) from countries and religions all over the world. It’s definitely worth a listen. Addiction: So far? Reading. I am reading a lot more, now that I finally feel more at peace and at home. And it’s so good to be able to do that. Job: An actual real-life job, part-time writer, full-time human wreck.

Best Thing About the Year: The concert with The Script. I saw them live in their home country. There’s nothing quite like that, I don’t think. Coming in at a close second is doing NaNoWirMo for the first time ever this year and somehow managing to complete it in time too!

Worst Thing About the Year: Continuing the trend of not doing this thing for the year because honestly, fuck 2018.

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Don’t be a Crybaby!

Themes within popular music very rarely venture outside of the ‘soppy love song’ and the generic ‘lets party’, However floating somewhere in-between are bands and artists trying to break out of musical stereotypes and amongst the few is none other than twenty-one year old ‘The Voice’ contestant, Melanie Martinez and her debut album ‘Cry Baby’. Martinez is a unique artist whose concept at first glance appears innocent, however, Rolling Stone Magazine described her album as, ‘Twisted lullabies about love, danger and madness.’ The themes of the album when put under a microscope, are that of adolescence laced with the poison of serious adult issues. Upon the release of this album, Martinez produced a ‘picture storybook’ to be sold alongside the physical copy that relates and explains the songs from a childish ‘Dr. Suess’ point of view, complete with annoyingly patronising cliche rhymes which, in my opinion was a completely unnecessary selling point.

The order of the songs within the album are that of a very specific nature, the album and storybook begins with the first song titled Crybaby. Like the majority of her songs, Crybaby is brimming with the sound of toxic ‘toy’ instruments topped with a heavy beat helping to push her raspy youthful voice to the forefront, whilst singing lyrics that are based around twisted teenage naïveté which pushes me to draw nostalgia from my own childhood, which is a pleasant aspect of her music. Melanie Martinez’s approach to her music is very much reflecting within her videos, the videos play the role of the storybook in a further visual sense, almost like a film. In the beginning of the Crybaby video, it shows the birth of the character (quite literally) which symbolises in a way, the birth of the entire album. Her videos and metaphors are very melodramatic which seems unnecessarily exaggerated and excessive as if she is trying to prove her dedication to this concept to her fans. As I described the videos before, they play out and come together like a film that describes the life of Crybaby, with Melanie Martinez pushing to be as edgy and ‘original’ as possible with her selling points, of course she had to release videos that stood out or were a little different. When a ‘Soap/Training Wheels Double Feature’ appeared on YouTube, I was shocked to see how far this artist was willing to go to push a concept, however I may diminish her efforts, her dedication and faith that lies with this alter ego is to be applauded. In my opinion Billboard Magazine couldn’t have described this dedication in a better way; ‘Cry Baby shows that Martinez is admirably ambitious, but her insistence on sticking to the album's central idea leaves her contorting into uncomfortable positions.’ Her persistence and dedication to this character, sends her on a spiral staircase through twisted, sinister themes perhaps approached the wrong way.

The next chapter of the story, paints the image of a family who appear to be picture perfect, however, behind closed doors all is not as it seems. The desperation for ‘Crybabies’ voice to be heard about her alcoholic mother, her cheating father and drug addicted brother is very real, real to the point, that me as a listener can feel empathy and you can’t help but relate to. Everybody has heard of or experienced issues that relate to alcoholism, unfaithfulness or drug abuse. As I described before, Martinez’s lyrics are a giant risk and the themes she grasps hold of are dangerous. I can’t help but think that as a debut album for this artist or any artist for that matter, lyrics that surround such dark themes shouldn’t have been touched. When an artist is breaking into the world, should they really strive for such a corrupted image, especially since Martinez approaches them with such fierce teenage angst, stop trying so hard to be a rebel and act your age. The song Sippy Cup is the first song on the album that insinuates anything sexual (apart from the fact she uses the word ‘sex’ multiple times) and with the concept of this album it sounds like these words shouldn’t be used at all, almost as if you heard a toddler on the street swearing, It doesn’t sound appropriate, with this being said, it distracts slightly from the true meaning of the song.

The first time I heard a song by this artist was when FX released the fourth season of the TV show ‘American Horror Story’ which season was about a ‘freak show’, the song released alongside this season was Melanie’s song ‘Carousel’. Carousel is a love song that tells the story of Crybaby falling in love but going ‘round and round’ in continuous circles. With references to the series with name dropping the actual show name ‘freak show’ and the famous magician ‘Houdini’, it is almost as if this song was never meant for this album. To me personally it feels like it doesn’t fit, put it this way, the song was written for the TV Show, then when not enough material had been written for the Crybaby album, the label in a way ‘thrown’ this song on as a last resort.

If there’s one thing Melanie Martinez isn’t short on, it’s ideas, however, this artist strives so much for originality yet, within the song ‘Pity Party’, Martinez has sampled music from Lesley Gore’s ‘It’s My Party’. She is an artist who has tried literally everything in her power to sell as much merchandise as possible by trying to be original, from the storybook and necklaces to the vinyl records and cassette tapes… Yes, you heard me right people, this album is available on cassette tape. With all these ‘extravagant’ selling points, she still felt the need to essential copy.. oops, sorry.. sample somebody else’s music. Apart from the sampling of this song, it’s a catchy single, and probably one of my favourite songs on the album as it isn’t about sex, adult issues or love, just a kids birthday party with nobody attending, which I’m pretty sure everybody has experienced before.

Alphabet Boy is one of the tracks on the album I can honestly say I enjoyed and everybody can enjoy. It begins with a rhythmic baby style babbling, however, this is very cleverly done as it also represents the phonetic alphabet. This song centers around Crybaby being interested in a boy who thinks he’s too clever to be with her as she is essentially just a ‘baby’, so she graciously tells him to ‘fuck off’. However, as clever as I think this song is like previously mentioned, when Melanie Martinez swears whilst holding this facade, it sounds inappropriate, if she wants a naive adolescent image, swearing in what is essentially the most innocent song on the album doesn't really make sense.

And then just when I thought the exaggerated selling points had been exhausted, along came another double feature film like music video. This one was titled ‘Tag, You’re It/Milk & Cookies Double Feature’, which following on from the other song titles, refer to something much more innocent but when truly focused on the lyrics they reveal something far more sinister which make me question well and truly if this was a smart move for Martinez. As spin.com says, ‘the double feature transforms them [the two songs] into a two-part story about Martinez’s devious, doll-like character and a big bad wolf in an ice-cream truck.I well and truly understand why these two songs have been connected in this film like way, they tell a story in two parts. The first ‘chapter’ of the story (Tag You’re It) sounds like the harmless nostalgic game we’re all familiar with, however, with lyrics like ‘Rolling down your tinted window, driving next to me real slow.’ it reveals a far more twisted meaning. The topic of child abduction and sexual assault is a giant risk and should be approached very warily, the way the lyrics and the meaning intertwine it’s almost mocking the seriousness of these issues. I fully understand the approach and by now we all fully understand that you’re dedicated to keeping up with this alter-ego, the lyrics are from the ‘big bad wolfs’ perspective and how abducting this little girl is nothing but a game, but tackling this issue in such a juvenile way and comparing something of such seriousness with a game of ‘tag’ wasn’t a smart move. I’m all for raising awareness of serious issues and congratulations to let people know you support the victims, but don’t mock them just to sell a couple of albums. In the first half of the double feature, we’re introduced the character of the Big Bad Wolf who later on abducts Crybaby just like a wolf on the prowl. As if, the sadistic nature of the song wasn’t enough, the video is just the cherry on top of the cake, with scenes of the wolf sleazily waving at a school bus full of children and Crybaby being picked up, taken and placed in the back of the wolfs van, how refreshing. The second ‘chapter’ entitled Milk & Cookies continues the story of the abduction and how Crybaby escapes from the wolf by poisoning him with her ‘Milk & Cookies’, well, however, the themes may be toxic, this song cleverly counts from one to twelve as it progresses, almost as if she’s attempting to play a game of ‘What Time Is It Mister Wolf’ and leaving us in anticipation, waiting for the big ‘dinner time’ moment, which doesn’t seem to arrive (Such a missed opportunity). It is said that these two songs are what affect Crybaby substantially, they make her truly realise how insane she is and teaches her how to embrace it…Finally, a metaphor that I agree with and can get on board with. When an event that impacts you greatly, it can change you as a person and that is exactly what is being exhibited here. Crybaby gets abducted and sexually assaulted and when she escapes from the big bad wolf, she’s a changed person, almost as if she developed psychosis.

Once Crybaby goes through her ‘character development’ then comes along the song ‘Pacify Her’, which is the first song that takes place after her incident, She explores the territory of mind games within relationships and decides she’ll go for a person who is already taken. I’ve got to hand to Martinez, all the songs in this album are very well linked and make sense as a collective but also alone, the story that plays out during ‘Pacify Her’ takes on a ‘father-like-daughter’ mentality, flashback to ‘Dollhouse’ and ‘Mom, please wake up, Dad’s with a slut’ where her father was caught cheating on his wife, and now Crybaby herself is theoretically ‘the other woman’. This is perhaps the one thing that makes me believe she slipped up on keeping up with her alter-ego, a child of the age she’s trying to play would never be in this situation and singing about it in this way doesn’t really make sense.

As i mentioned before the ‘Tag You’re It/Milk & Cookies Double feature’ is the trigger for Crybaby to realise how crazy she is and finally accepting it, the song ‘Mad Hatter’ is truly the song that reflects and prove my suspicions on Crybaby’s psychosis. This song lies in the world of Alice and Wonderland and the weird and wonderful happenings that happen. My favourite lyric of the entire album rests in the midst of this song, ‘Getting drunk with the blue caterpillar’, not for the metaphor, not for the relation to the alter-ego but purely because of the quirkiness. This song makes you ‘curiouser’ as to what goes on inside this characters head, truthfully, which I like. This song is very much the most innocently un-innocent, Its adolescent nature towards Alice in Wonderland is twisted, which I enjoy very much. Well played Martinez, turning something so naive into a twisted fairytale.

Finally, here comes my favourite song from Crybaby, and that is ‘Mrs. Potato Head’. I genuinely think naming a song about plastic surgery, ‘Mrs. Potato Head’ is very clever. Plastic surgery is one of the themes that’s expressed within this album that doesn’t make you take a step back and question the artists motives. I believe the link between real life and this alternate reality is very intelligent. It says, if you fall in love with somebody and they want you to change, will they love you even if you change, or are you essentially changing for nothing? It also raises awareness to the young adult audience, that plastic surgery is not something that should be messed with and is risky. The build up to the chorus has the words ‘Baby soft skin turns into leather’, which I always admire, it’s addressing a younger audience and how growing up is a real and natural thing and it happens to everybody. The terminology used within this song is also very clever with words like ‘cut and paste’ is easily relatable to the younger audience making me wonder if the message has well and truly gotten through to people.

Overall, as much as it seems that I have hated on Martinez’s work, I admire her. I admire her courage and bravery to approach such tender topics in such a heinous way. Her adolescence and naivety is what makes this album what it is. I may have defeated her efforts as an artist, but I do enjoy her album, but in my personal opinion, I believe that this album is a good album, however I disagree with this being an artist’s debut album, this shouldn’t be the image and themes that an upcoming artist should introduce to the world. With all due respect Miss. Martinez, you did good, very good, but perhaps not good enough.

Blogs Mentioned: http://www.spin.com/2016/08/melanie-martinez-tag-youre-it-milk-and-cookies-video/ http://www.billboard.com/articles/review/6671140/melanie-martinez-cry-baby-album-review http://www.rollingstone.com/music/lists/10-new-artists-you-need-to-know-september-2015-20150925/melanie-martinez-20150925

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