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kekaki-cupcakes · 7 months

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hello, are you still doing requests?

if so, could i have some sibling headcanons of nico with a hades kiddo that's really peppy and into colorful things and people find it hard to believe they're siblings at first because their personalities are polar opposites of each other?

thankyou!

Heya, I'm still doing requests but I have so many so it might take a while to get an answer, feel free to request something else though! This kind of went off track but oh well <3

Don't take it to heart---Nico/opposite aesthetics sibling!reader

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-The minute you skipped up to the porch of the Hades Cabin with your stripey rainbow leg warmers and a tote bag with a stupid pun about a show with something called ‘carebears’, Nico winced.

-He’d need sunglasses if he had to keep looking at you, but he didn’t really want to borrow the big yellow star ones on the end of your nose, so maybe that was a bad idea. Your first interaction went a bit like this:

You: “Heya, you're the emo kid, right? I’m new! So, where’s our cabin?”

Nico: “Uh… you're supposed to go that way.”

You: “No, that’s the Iris cabin, at least that’s what Chiron said. I’m your new sibling, by the way. Chiron said we have one in Rome too!

Nico: I- well, yes, I- we do.

You: Are they as grumpy looking as you?

-Needless to say you got off to a great start. Nico proceeded to dump your bags on one of the beds, which has a zebra print doona matching one of your headbands, and then left immediately. You shrugged it off, obviously, and started stacking your things on the coffin shaped bookshelves. You ignored the candle that was supposed to smell like ‘the souls of the damned’, and put your own flowery one next to it.

-You found out you loved arts and crafts, where you made friendship bracelets with Lacy, as well as pegasi riding. You saw Nico once, and he waved awkwardly, but went back to the small child he was glaring at quickly. You quickly became attached to a creamy coloured mare called macaroni as well, but Butch wouldn’t let her sleep in your cabin. He did take a friendship bracelet, though. And he let you weave daisy chains into macaroni’s mane and tail, so you liked him.

-You had brought a musty old record player with you after finding out that there was no wifi, but you had to pause ‘Washing Machine Heart’ [by Mitski, of course] when Nico came trudging into the now bright cabin. You’d opened all the curtains and taken the spiders that fell from them outside, dumping them in the bushes behind the Athena cabin.

-Nico stared at the squishmellows on your bed and then the dreamcatcher by one of the windows, and the row of brightly coloured converse with striped laces lined up by his three different pairs of black Doc Martens.

-He shrugged his jacket off and went straight into the bathroom, leaving a little trail of muddy footsteps along the heart shaped rug you’d put down.

-He was just adjusting to a roommate, you told yourself. It wasn’t anything to do with you personally. You hadn’t done anything wrong, maybe you should just give him a bit of space. That was a good idea. Leave him alone for a bit until he was used to you, and don’t take it to heart.

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-You took it to heart.

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-Months had passed, and you were thankful for the Ipad Piper [she was so nice, and she let you borrow her Olivia Rodrigo records] lent you so you could facetime the family and friends you had left behind occasionally. They had seemed to adjust to you not being there anymore, now that you knew you were a child of Hades, the outside world was too dangerous to risk. You tried not to take that to heart either.

-Macaroni was getting used to the beaded bridle you’d made her, but you were still training her to get used to flying around while you used your new weapons.

-Nyssa had helped you make them, able to actually craft a design after glancing at you scribbled drawing with glitter gel pens that you really had worked hard on. Now you had a sparkly belt with three attachments, that you could click in your spray cans too. The cans were filled with different coloured paint, only the base liquid was melted down celestial bronze flakes, so when you fought a monster, which you were still learning to do, it would seep into their eyes and turn them blind, or crack through their skin and dissolve them. You loved the spray cans.

-Drew had warmed up to you as well, and you were even invited to Barbie premier night in Cabin ten. You got to wear your sparkly leg warmers and the cropped leather jacket in a light shade of pink.

-You were making your way to the arts and crafts center with a box of clay and little paint brushes in your arms to run the pottery class [you’d been elected as head of arts and crafts pretty quickly, shared with Elsa, one of the Athena kids who specialize in weaving and sewed the cutest pajama pants] when you bumped into Nico.

-Literally.

-The box may have been a few heads taller than you, so it wasn’t really your fault, but Nico still snapped at you.

-You gathered up the little tubs of paint from the grass and apologized quickly, your chest tight with anxiety. You hurried away after that, ignoring your brother as he tried to explain he hadn’t realized it was you when he hissed curse words Drew had started teaching Harley and Lacy.

-The class went well, the scrunchies Elsa was making her girlfriend for her birthday went along well, and a few more kids than usual showed up, taking lumps of clay from the tray and working it into figures on their tables. You were making beads that you’d string onto a bracelet for Nyssa, because she always broke the plastic ones with hammers and drills accidentally.

-You thought back to your interaction with Nico and regretted it dearly. Maybe if you’d just heard him out or even apologized and blamed yourself, he might’ve come to your class to see your works, or sat with you at dinner, or even just waved from across the infirmary when you went to get panadol for your headaches.

-You knew you got them from straining your eyes to read and draw in the dim cabin, but whenever you opened the curtains or switched on your blue lamp with a cloudy pattern that you hadn’t got to use yet, Nico cleared out completely.

-It wasn’t your fault, you reminded yourself, you were just… too different.

-People started filing out after putting their creations to the side, you complimented each of their idea’s even though you felt like getting some Ben and Jerry’s from the camp shop and curling up in bed to watch ‘10 Things I Hate About You’ again.

-The beads for Nyssa were nearly done, so you went to find a container to pop them in.

-When you got back, they had been ground into the bench until the delicate tracing of different things Nyssa likes were just shapeless brown blobs. An Ares kid, Grey, was standing with their arms crossed and a smirk on their face, which was mostly obscured by a nose that had been broken too many times.

-You stared down at the squashed clay and felt your eyes prickle with tears.

-Grey jeered at you, calling you things you’d rather not hear again, because they only made the tears fall. You rubbed your nose and smoothed the front of your tye-dyed camp shirt flat. Grey called after you, something about being a ‘rainbow prissy’. You stumbled out of the center.

-Nico wasn’t in your cabin when you slammed the door behind you, thankfully, and you hopped into bed, kicking your yellow converse off and pulling the doona over your head so you didn’t have to look at the skull filled walls around you.

-It was so dark, it was so dark and shadowy and there were bones you were too scared to ask about their origins lining the mirror in the bathroom you kept seeing things behind you in. Your crocheted blanket that used to sit across the black doona cover had been folded up a while ago and placed back in your suitcase, along with a few of the more multicolored posters and the fruity scented candles that seemed to annoy your half brother.

-You rubbed your eyes with your sleeves and held your hand over your mouth so Nico wouldn’t hear crying when he would eventually come back a few hours later, late enough that you could pretend to be asleep.

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-The infirmary was busy with bleeding and laughing demigods when you wandered in looking for some panadol. Your headache was making it hard to think straight, but whenever you cried too much you got one, so you knew what to do by now.

-Will waved from over from where he was pulling a ruler, a stapler, and a glue stick out of the stomach of an Iris kid who was giggling the entire time, coughing up glitter. He grimaced when a chunk of glue hit his face. You waved back and turned the corner, heading to the rooms at the back where Austin would be. He usually had the panadol.

-Someone groaned in the corner, and you spotted Grey.

-They looked like a soggy bag of a human, their mauled nose the only definable shape. You couldn’t pull your eyes away from the grotesque demigod blob.

-Austin shuffled up behind you with a grimace, passing over a few pills and a glass of water without looking away. You gulped them down quickly as Grey let out another moan and rolled a bit on their hospital bed. Austin told you that he’d been spotted on the floor of the Arts and crafts center.

-Apparently, every few minutes one of his bones would disappear.

-It was only a few fingers at the start, then most of his ribs couldn’t be found and there was something wrong with his mouth, which Austin found out meant his jaw had decided to not be there.

-A screechy sound came from the front of the infirmary, and you both looked to the door, which Clarrise was dragging Nico through, holding him up by the back of his jacket. He pummeled at the chunky daughter of Ares, but couldn’t get out of her grip. Clarrise glared around at the staring demigods and snarled, “why is this little shit de-boning Grey?”

-You didn’t know who yelled ‘that’s what she said’ from across the room.

-”Because they deserve it.” Nico hissed a bit like a cat, glaring up at Clarisse with narrowed brown eyes underneath his floppy hair.

-Will ran up to the pair, brushing glitter off his gloved hands onto his scrubs instead. He folded his arms and stared Clarrise down until she finally let go of Nico, who dropped to the ground and then sprung back up, wrinkling his nose at the daughter of Ares, who just stuck her tongue back out at him.

-Will pinched his nose, “Clarisse, more people come in here because of you then Nico, so you don’t get to talk. Nico, just fix them, they’re too annoying to be kept in here.”

-”But people deserved to be punched by me,” Clarrise argued with a scoff.

-”And Grey deserves to lose their bones!” Nico shot back, glaring up at Clarisse and balling his fists, “they stepped on my siblings clay stuff!”

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-You yawned and stretched your arms out above your head, then blinked up at the roof with bleary eyes. The skulls were gone, now it was just black concrete. You rolled over a moment later and stuffed your head back into your pillow, pulling your crocheted blanket back over your head.

-There was a ‘shing’ sound as curtains were yanked open, and you just sunk further into your comfy bed, ignoring the bright beams of early morning sunshine that streamed in and lit up the dark cabin. It made the rainbow rug in the center of the cabin even brighter, and you groaned loudly in protest. “Whaddaya even doing up so early? Go back to bed you vampire!”

-”It’s only six am?”

-”You’re more of a psychopath then I thought before,” you muttered, but made sure you were loud enough that your brother could hear you as he padded round the cabin getting changed and ready for his much too early start to the day.

-Nico huffed and the bathroom door shut as he completely ignored the hairbrush you’d given him to passive aggressively deal with his scruffy black hair. “Leo forgot the code to the safe in the big house that he changed when he was hiding those icey poles from Piper.”

-”And how are you supposed to help him remember?”

-Nico’s boots were loud on the floorboards as he trotted over. He kissed you on the forehead gently, “oh I’m not, I’m gonna go watch him suffer the consequences with Jason.”

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#pjo fandom #heroes of olympus #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #nico di angelo #nico di angelo x sibling reader #nico di angelo reader #child of hades reader #child of hades #hades cabin #Jasico #Jason grace #jasongrace #Will solace #clarrise la rue

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00belle00lovely00 · 2 months

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Can you pls do Craftycorn x Dogday? I'm STARVING for craftyday content 🙏

OH MAH GAWD IM GETTING SO MANY BY AMOUNTS- I AM-

OK OK OK OK OK I GOT PLENTY FOR THIS ONE

☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨

I'm sticking with this one ship called "Sunshine and Rainbows."

He calls her Pretty Lady regularly.

We all know how Craftycorn is very much soft-spoken, in my head, she always played out as not exactly a shy girl but rather someone very intimate with herself you know? WHILE DOGDAY? NAH. HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT PERSONAL SPACE, HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT NOT WANTING TO MAKE FRIENDS IS LIKE, THIS MAN IS THE EMBODIMENT OF EXTROVERTS.

I think the biggest headcanon we all agreed to is that one scenario where Crafty gets all nervous to show people her art, while Dogday says: "LETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETME-" on poor Crafty.

Okay, underrated headcanon. INSTEAD of Craftycorn liking Dogday and being such a nervous mess about it. WHAT IF DOGDAY WAS THE ONE WHO HAD A CRUSH ON HER- WHAT IF YALL, WHAT IFFFFF!

Can't we all just equally agree Dogday sucks at drawing so we got Crafty as his art teacher? PLEASE-

I've said it so many times. Live laugh love Craftycorn girl failure.

DOGDAY👏GIVING👏CRAFTYCORN👏PRINCESS👏TREATMENT👏>>>>>>>>>>

Dogday, although sunny and joyful, can obviously get VERY stressed regularly. As if in case any of his friends get into a small fight, he gets to stay up all night trying to figure out a way to reconcile the group back together. Telling himself that "it's what the leader has to do". Of course, Craftycorn gets worried by how Dogday's house lights are still on. And decides to go check up on him. She's not as good as Catnap in helping people go to sleep, but she is non less a good company to stick around. So if Dogday declines to get to sleep right away when Crafty asks him about it, she considers perhaps doing some arts and crafts to at least ease his mind. Hopefully, him falling asleep at the desk to then be tucked him with a blanket.

They gotta absolutely LOVE cartoons.

SHE BETTER BE SCRATCHING THIS PUPPY'S EARS- IF IT'S NOT HER. I AM. WE ALL ARE.

Dogday ultimate good boy hehehhehehehheeheh.

Bobby is listening to the whole tea the moment she finds out about this.

Here's a nice headcanon nobody thought about

Craftycorn when typing: " (*^▽^*)\(@^0^@)/(●'◡'●)(✿◕‿◕✿)¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ╰(*°▽°*)╯(^///^)(❁´◡`❁)☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆（￣︶￣）↗　( •̀ ω •́ )✧(～￣▽￣)～(✿◡‿◡)（*＾-＾*）(≧∇≦)ﾉ(^・ω・^ )(^._.^)ﾉ╰（‵□′）╯(°ロ°)(⊙_⊙)？ "

Meanwhile Dogday typing: "😊👍"

AM I RIGHT?????

Crafty would make him so many matching bracelets that at this point he had to put them up on the walls as decorations. Yes, she gets embarrassed asf every time they have a slumber party with the group.

Crafty is known to be a very quiet and collected gal, BUT. HERE'S THE SITUATION- IF SHE EVER SNAPPED AT SOMEONE SHE SNAPS ALRIGHT? And BECAUSE she gets so pissed, she attempts to shut her mouth instantly, rush to the nearest room she can find and look herself inside. Guilt and embarrassment eat her alive. Yet, of course, we got Dogday to walk in as an optimistic reassurance.

OOOOOH, WHAT IF DOGDAY WAS BRAIDING HER HAIR AND TAIL- G A S P...... OH MY LORD, I GOTTA SEE ART OF THAT-

ONTOP OF THAT, LET CRAFTYCORN PUT MAKEUP ON HIM, AAAAHHHH!!!!

Between the two of them, Craftycorn is much smarter than him.

PDA?... oh man, have you seen how Dogday is? Of course, there's gonna be a PDA. What you'd expect?

#poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #poppy playtime 3 #smiling critters #dogday #craftycorn #craftycorn x dogday #dogday x craftycorn

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hypnoneghoul · 8 months

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So I had a thought, and your writing would capture this best in my opinion: Phantom coming back to the abbey, finding Aether, and proceeds to have the most Ghoultism conversation about his first tour and what he experienced. And he’s such a little cutie that he doesn’t stop him.

im sorry it took me ages whaaaaa :(

but im here! and thank you for considering me the best man for the job, hope i don't dissapoint hahahah

some ghautistic phantom rambles under the cut :)

Aether didn't exactly know what saying 'tell me everything' to Phantom would mean for him. He didn't expect him to literally tell him everything. He did feel a bit like complaining, at first, he had better things to do. Not to say he didn't absolutely adore Phantom or that he was ignorant or selfish. Not at all, quite the opposite. Aether just really had a lot of work.

But Phantom was so adorable, he was so excited to tell the older ghoul all the stories from tour. Aether couldn't just stop him, could he?

"People were throwing us so many plushies, there's so many on the bus and everyone has some for themselves and I even got a few bats!" Phantom ranted so fast he was nearly out of breath. "I love bats so much, Aether, how did they even know!?"

"I have no idea, kid, but I'm happy you got some gifts from the fans," he chuckled. Phantom was too adorable for his own good.

"They know our names too! And they gave us so many different things, a lot of bracelets with our names, flowers and I even got a letter! A LETTER, Aeth, just for me!" he beamed.

"I saw you also got some flags thrown onto the stage, yeah?" Aether prompted. He should've probably bite his tongue if he wanted to leave the common room in the next 24 hours but Phantom was just too cute.

"YEAH! There were those rainbow ones and the other colorful one, you taught me about them when I was first summoned. The colorful one is for the whole community some humans are in, right? When they don't really fuck with everyone, just specific people?"

"Something like that," Aether giggled. It was one way to put it, especially with how Phantom perceived things Topside.

"The other one was the blue, white and pink and I think that's the one people use when their junk doesn't match their head? Like Dew and Sunny, they'd be them too if they were humans, yeah?"

"Yes, kid, it's called being transgender, for humans."

"Yes! People were so happy when we picked them up, Swiss too, I think it meant a lot to them. I think a lot of our fans are colorful humans, don't you think?" Phantom asked and actually paused for a second. Not a rhetorical question, then.

"I don't just think so, I know it. I used to check the internet a lot, the thing on your phone that you don't like. They say a lot of nice stuff about us all there, and yes, a lot of them are colorful, as you called it."

"'m happy I could make them feel... seen, then, you know? Swiss told me once their lives aren't really easy. That's sad," he pouted as he picked on a loose thread on his pant leg.

"That's true. But there's no reason for you to get sad now, kid. Tell me more, what else happened?" Phantom was not only a cutie, he was also really sensitive and Aether would much rather spend hours listening to his excited rambles than his sobbing.

"Oh, we visited so many fun places! The girls took a lot of pictures, they should show you! World is so big and there's so many different things in it, it was so exciting, Aether!"

"Oh, believe me, I know. Terzo loved travelling, when we toured with him there was no way to sneak out of a mandatory sightseeing in every city we got to. It was more tiring than playing itself. Mountain always ended up with Dew half asleep on his back on our way back to the hotel or a bus," it was true, the only thing that could've saved them from Terzo's traveling hunger was him himself being dead exhausted. Didn't happen often.

"Must've been fun! But yeah all of that was really tiring, we all napped when we could, even if for a moment. It's good you taught me all the basics of quintessence, I was helping everyone with their pains and when Dew couldn't sleep!"

"I'm proud of you, kid. I'm glad you liked touring and had so much fun," Aether sighed. He really was, even if he missed it already himself.

"Oh, and one time..."

#the band ghost #nameless ghouls #hypnone writes #aether ghoul #phantom ghoul #aeon ghoul

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meegadeeth · 5 months

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☆ 𝐆𝐍𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 (+𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐒) 𝟐 ☆

people included/mentioned; izzy stradlin, steven adler, axl rose, duff mckagan, slash, led zeppelin (mentioned)

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☆ izzy is actually pretty talkative when he’s with his friends. i'm just sure he's camera shy when it comes to talking or sth like that.

☆ slash and izzy are the picky eaters. izzy will eye something he doesn't think looks good and will try it before deciding rather he likes it or not; slash lays one look on it and decides it's the worst food in the world and that he WILL NOT take a bite.

☆ steven will occasionally make him and izzy match stuff for fun. izzy isn't amused at all, but whatever makes stevie happy makes him happy. (bracelets, shirts, pajamas [around christmas/halloween], etc.)

ex: "steven...are you being serious?" izzy took the christmas pajamas into his hands, looking at them. "yeah...why?" steven looked at him, looking a little upset by izzy's hesitation. izzy huffed and took the pajamas into the bathroom, putting them on. "what...the fuck.." izzy looked at himself in the dirty mirror, almost laughing at himself. he walked out, meeting steven in the living room. ex: "steven...are you being serious?" izzy took the christmas pajamas into his hands, looking at them. "yeah...why?" steven looked at him, looking a little upset by izzy's hesitation. izzy huffed and took the pajamas into the bathroom, putting them on. "what...the fuck.." izzy looked at himself in the dirty mirror, almost laughing at himself. he walked out, meeting steven in the living room. "you happy now?" izzy sarcastically asked the blonde. "yes! izz, we look so good!" steven excitedly jumped up. "woah-" slash slightly widened his eyes as he walked out of his and axl's shared bedroom. "shut up, no more words." izzy pointed a finger at the curly haired guitarist. slash held back a laugh, grabbing something from the fridge. "into the christmas spirit or something?" axl asked, sitting on the counter with a chuckle. "i know i look stupid, okay? it's for stevie and that's it." izzy rolled his eyes. "no, you don't look stupid," steven got up, standing on his tippy toes and reaching behind izzy's head to grab the hood that was attached to the pajamas, pulling the hood up to rest on izzy's head, "you look cute." "i'm glad you think so." izzy laughed softly, not understanding how the blonde found him cute in the pajamas. "yeah, lookin' sexy, izz. i'm even about to pop a boner." duff commented, teasing the black haired man, as he walked out of his bedroom. "i swear i can't stand you guys." izzy huffed, shaking his head.

☆ everyone, except izzy, has definitely messed up the title of the song 'it's so easy' and said 'it's so izzy' on accident. axl has accidentally said izzy instead of easy while singing in rehearsal too.

the band just got done playing mr. brownstone during practice. "what now?" slash looked up, asking so he new which chords to start playing. axl shrugged. "what about it's so easy." duff suggested. "what?" izzy looked up when he heard his name. "i said let's start it's so easy." duff said. “you said izzy.” “i didn’t. i said easy.” "nope, you said easy." steven said, the sound of his sticks hitting the drums slowly drowned out. "how would you know with all that noise around you, stevie?" slash asked. steven shrugged but went back to playing his drums lightly.

☆ i have a headcannon about when izzy and steven met and how izzy scared the shit out of steven. so, before i tell you: steven didn't know izzy at all, or that he was in the band and only knew axl a little because slash described him as "one of the only redheads around."

☆get ready for a tiny/short ones shot☆

steven, izzy, and axl were at the rainbow because steven and axl were meeting each other so axl could get to know his drummer before actually playing. izzy went with axl, but went straight to the bar, not really wanting to talk to anyone yet. although, the whole time, izzy stared at steven because he looked familiar and was trying to figure out who he was. steven thought the focused look was a glare, and was very much intimidated by izzy; considering he was taller, kept a plain face, didn't really seem happy or enthused by anything around him—and that scared Steven, who had just got into this scene of L.A. "hey, i'm axl. the singer." axl introduced himself, smiling at the blonde. "oh, yeah, slash told me about you. i'm steven." steven smiled back. after a while of talking, izzy came up to axl. "you got a cigarette?" "yeah, just take the box. don't smoke them all, man." axl fished the pack from his pocket and handed it to the pale man. steven tried to avoid looking at him, but couldn't help himself. izzy locked eyes with the blonde, feeling steven's blue eyes on him. "what?" he asked the shorter man. when steven looked away, feeling a little stupid for staring for so long, axl smacked izzy in the arm. "quit scaring him, dickhead. nobody's gonna wanna be in the band if you keep doing that." 'oh, great, so he's in the band.' steven thought. izzy just walked off, not paying much attention to the gingers words to which axl rolled his eyes. "anyway, sorry about him. that's izzy, he plays guitar. he's really not that scary, he just looks it." that didn't help console steven at all, but he nodded anyway. after a while, steven went out to smoke, leaving axl inside to do whatever he pleased. just as he was about to leave, izzy followed, yawning, "i guess i'll go smoke too." steven knew that really nobody liked to smoke alone, unless they were upset, so he tried not to get too paranoid over it; yet, he still couldn't push the feeling away. when he opened the door, it was pretty dark outside except a little beam of light from a streetlight. from the little streetlight, he could tell it was an alley way and that there was a dumpster. steven walked out, holding the door open for izzy and stepping into the alley way. just as he was about to light his cigarette, it was knocked out of his hand as he was turned around quickly and roughly pushed into the dumpster, his back pressed tightly against it. he looked up to be met with izzy's face. holy shit. "do you have a fucking problem with me?" just as those words slipped out of his mouth, steven felt something sharp poke his side. he was gonna die. he was about to be brutally murdered and he knew it, his mouth going dry. "no, no, no, no, not at all!" steven quickly said, trying his best to be calm. "i think you do. i might have to cut you up and put you in the dumpster." izzy got in his face, the same plain expression, but now his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. steven trembled, his knees almost buckling. "i swear i don't have a problem! please?! i don't wanna die!" steven's breathing quickened as he felt his eyes start to burn from tears threatening to spill. suddenly, izzy started laughing. steven looked at him, a little confused. 'is he laughing at my vulnerability?' steven questioned, still looking at izzy with a horrified expression, letting a tear slip. izzy leaned back up, laughing, and steven felt the weapon that poked him ease up. he was genuinely scared and confused until izzy held up what was in his hand, showing in the street light, the cigarette pack that axl handed him earlier. steven sighed, he had really cried because someone pressed the corner of a cigarette pack to his side. izzy clutched his stomach, laughing. "it's not funny." steven rolled his eyes, looking at the ground. after a minute or two, izzy's laughter died out and he put an arm around the drummer, "you're easy to scare. i like fucking with you, blondie." steven still looked at the ground. he was completely embarrassed that he, a 20 year old man, just cried. izzy noticed that tension and felt a little bad.

“you're kickass too..you know? i think you're good for the band." now steven looked up, "really?" "yeah, man. come on, let me make it up to you." izzy started leading steven down the street. "how?" "you want icecream?" "sure." "then ice cream it is."

☆ they share clothes sometimes but don't actually agree on sharing, it just happens and they go with it.

slash was going through the clean clothes, trying to find his shirt, but he just couldn't. he asked izzy and he had no idea, same with axl and duff. slash huffed and just grabbed another t-shirt, slipping it over his head. "slash! hurry! we're leaving soon!" duff called down the hallway. slash met his four bandmates in the kitchen, taking a seat on the counter as everyone talked for a little. slash was going on about something to steven before stopping. "what?" steven asked, confused by his sudden halt in words. "that's my shirt. i was looking for it all morning." he noticed that steven was wearing his led zeppelin shirt. "oh, i can go take it off." steven started for the hallway but slash stopped him with his leg, lifting it from his spot on the counter. "no, it's alright. it's a shirt." slash shrugged. "you sure?" steven looked up at him. "yeah, it's fine." slash nodded. as they were leaving, duff knocked his shoulder into slash's, noticing he looked a little down, "you okay?" "no, i really wanted to wear that shirt." "he said he would change." "i know, but it's whatever." slash huffed. duff laughed.

☆ ☆ slash's mom and dad loved them all as their own and his mother would intentionally be more affectionate towards izzy to try and get him more used to those feelings rather it be hugging, pinching his cheek, kissing his cheek, etc. even though sometimes he looked annoyed, she would brush it off and try again next time. he would eventually get used to it, but it was only okay when she did it and no one else. (except hugs every now and again when he pushed back his "tough guy" thing and gave one of the other members a hug when it's needed).

☆ ☆ whenever a car gets too crowded, slash is always the one who has to sit on the floor. he doesn't even hesitate anymore because everyone usually agrees on him sitting there anyway.

☆ ☆ slash is always the one who says he's fully ready to go but as soon as everyone's about to leave, he rushes to the bathroom cause he has to shit.

☆ slash and duff stay up later and stuff their faces whenever they can. they make a lot of noise too.

"dude, be quiet!" duff whisper-yelled to slash, trying to hold back laughter. slash was trying to get a pan of leftovers out of the fridge, but kept banging it into other stuff and when he finally had it on the counter, set it down very loudly. "i'm tryin'." he whispered back. "like hell you are." the blonde rolled his eyes before uncovering the leftovers; it was green beans. "man, I was really craving those yesterday." duff said, grabbing two forks from the drawer; one for him and one for slash. "pregnant?" the curly haired man joked, taking the fork. "probably." duff shrugged and started eating the green beans with slash. after they ate they put their forks in the sink—except slash stood across the kitchen and threw the fork in the sink, getting a laugh from himself and duff. their laughter was cut off as they heard footsteps, their heads snapping towards the hallway. "do you two dumbasses know what time it is?" an annoyed izzy stood in the hallway, his hair a mess. slash tried to hold back his laughter as duff looked at the stove, "uh..4:27." "4:27 in the fucking morning. you guys woke up the monster and he made me come in here at four. twenty. seven. in the. morning." "we're sor-" "go. just go." slash and duff trudged into their shared room, trying their best not to make eye contact so they don't burst out laughing.

☆ sometimes steven can be so indecisive that it takes him hours to get ready to the point where axl picks out his clothes for him and tells him to change before they literally leave without him.

☆ slash has to stop whenever he see's an animal, causing the rest of the group to get annoyed and impatient—except steven.

☆ slash will literally piss axl off on purpose, knowing how easy it is to set him off and then be genuinly confused what the problem is. bro will be like "what did i do?" while axl's screaming at him.

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- 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐧 💿🎸🎥👽🎱🎧🥁🎫

#gnr #gunsnfuckinroses #guns n roses #slash #slash guns n roses #izzy gnr #izzy stradlin #axl rose #axl gnr #duff mckagan #duff gnr #steven gnr #steven adler #rock n roll #headcannons

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ninjagirlstar5 · 1 year

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Protag Teruya AU - Hibiki Otonokoji Design

Ah, yes. The girl that should’ve been a survivor. Poor Hibiki had it rough in SDRA2, and it didn’t help that LINUJ was more interested in her sister’s edginess rather than the tragedy of losing her life and agency thanks to what Kanade has done to her.

Well, at least she gets a better ending in the Protag Teruya AU and I wanted to represent her character development by giving her a new design! As mentioned in the pixel sprite post of Akane, Teruya, and Hibiki, having similar looks to Kanade due to being her twin and using their similar likeness as their brand for Melody Rhythm has become a negative thing for Hibiki. It keeps reminding her of her sister and she just doesn’t like how she looks anymore. She wanted distance from Kanade, and while she is thankfully dead by this point in the story, Hibiki didn’t want any reminders of her. Which is hard when you’re a serial killer’s near identical twin sister.

But she’s not alone! Teruya and Akane have been helping her recover with Mikado coming in every now and then to make sure she hasn’t relapsed back into her puppet state for any reason. And one of the things they suggested to do was to go shopping for new clothes, which is how Hibiki ended up with her new outfit here. She’s become much more comfortable with herself now that she’s putting distance between her and Kanade. Even if there are some things she can’t change about her appearance. (Mikado suggested to dye her hair with Emma’s help but because Hibiki wasn’t sure if she really wants to do that, the idea has been shelved.)

Her new outfit was based off of her old design LINUJ made but I made sure to change certain things so it’d feel more original, like how her coat only reached above her waist and has a hood, her stockings having ribbons to match the one on her head and bow tie, her shoes are more like boots instead of Mary Janes, her shirt is tucked in and her hair is completely down like when she first saw Setsuka’s body in canon (her dead eyes, man, they will always get to me). I had a bit of difficulty deciding her color palette, and her outfit’s colors weren’t as bright as the first iteration. The colors were much duller and leaned more heavily on the purple of her outfit. And, frankly, it had way too many colors, especially after I changed it to a more gray blue. Thankfully, a mutual of mine suggested a color palette I could use based on the colors I shared and I ended up with this one that looked much better and more cohesive in my opinion. It just feels more balanced, you know? Oh, and the rainbow bracelet was a gift from Teruya and she’s worn it ever since. ^^

Hibiki only gets to wear this outfit up to Chapter 5 due to Mikado having to force shut down the Neo World Program from the outside, resetting her avatar and combining her real life state with her current one, but at least it’ll last for three whole chapters.

The Protag Teruya AU was inspired by @/anotherprofessional’s post! Beware of Void spoilers though!

#SDRA2 #Super Danganronpa Another 2 #Protag Teruya AU #Hibiki Otonokoji #SDRA2 Spoilers #DRA Spoilers #technically #sprite edit

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seamea · 11 months

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A Steddie AU where Steve meet a famous Eddie at a Taylor Swift concert

Part 1 ♥️

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Steve and Robin were driving in their car up to Cincinatti. Taylor Swift was blasting in the car. Obviously. It was quite hot but the two of them were laughing really loud so it was really bearable.

They were going as a « gay version » of Miss Americana and the heartbreak prince as they were calling it. Robin with a lesbian flag color themed dress and a rainbow sash and Steve with a bi flag themed shirt and a tie matching Robin’s sash. They were stunning. Robin’s dress was puffy and Steve’s crown was surprisingly quite realistic giving expensive prom realness. They also made 100 friendship bracelet with rainbow colors. It was clear that they wanted to do the most for this unique event. When they arrived at the venue Robin found their seats while Steve queued for the merch.

There were a lot of people, mainly girls but everyone smiled at him and he saw so many cute outfits that he found so original. He was daydreaming when a voice interrupted him.

« Oh !! Are you Steve the swiftie teacher? From Tiktok? ». It was a little blond girl who almost squealed. She was 11 at best.

« Yes I am! I am so excited to be here! Do you want to exchange friendship bracelets with me? ».

The girl nodded with joy.

« You know, your tiktoks helped me a lot! You taught me how to tell my mom that a girl was bullying me »

Steve alsmost shed a tear. He was about the answer her when the mom in question appeared, a bit worried right before her daughter told her who Steve was. She then smiled at him and offered her card.

« You are such a kind soul. Could I give you my number by any chance? I’d love for you to be a speaker at a event I am doing! ».

Steve smiled and thanked her. It was amazing that someone felt better because of him. After he got Robin’s and his sweatshirts, he took a look at the venue and spotted were the famous people stayed. He tried to remember the path for later to bring Dustin his wanted picture. Damn. He realized at this moment where he was.

Taylor Swift would be in the same room as him.

The concert began and the crowd was wild. Everything was amazing. Life felt good. He cried during heartbreak songs thinking of his exes, which were only Nancy and Ben, a guy from college that he’d like to forget.

During one song that Steve liked a bit less he decided to go the toilets. He was annoyed but he wanted to enjoy the rest of the long setlist.

« Shake it off aha, I shake it off » was blasting in the stadium. While walking to the nearest toilets he passed next to where « famous people stay » as he called it. That’s when he saw the celebrities. He saw him. Eddie Munson. Wearing his usual outfit : a denim jacket, a leather vest, jeans but instead of a metal tee, he was rocking a era’s tour teeshirt. He was stunning.

Steve approached the security guard and asked if he could give Eddie a friendship bracelet. He was stressed, it was his one chance. The guard nodded and called the lead guitarist of THE group of metal of the moment. Steve saw that Eddie smiled at the word bracelet. He could not believe he was meeting a superstar, Dustin would be so happy. He cleared his voice to try to sound confident.

« Hum, I have a frienship bracelet for you. If you’d like it. »

Eddie’s deep voice shone, like kittens were coming out of his mouth « Wow thanks man!! « teardrops on my guitar», very fitting for a guitarist aha! »

Steve smiled, he was uneasy and shocked by this man prettiness, as well as how nice he sounded. Eddie must have seen it because he said:

« Are you a metal fan as well as a pop fan? »

« Actually, hum, it is really embarrassing but I don’t know your music that well… My friend is a massive fan though and wanted a picture. But… I…I like some songs of yours». Steve was dying of embarrassment. He should have said something else, the guitarist would be so offended by this.

Eddie Munson was, indeed, a bit taken by surprise by this. But to Steve’s relief, he laughed really loudly.

« Don’t be embarrassed man! Do you want a selfie with me? Or an autograph for your friend ? »

« I’d love too! »

Eddie smiled at him. Steve was so happy, he met a sex symbol, pleased Dustin and Taylor Swift was in the background. Truly magical.

Eddie took a leaflet and told him: «here you go babe! Love your shirt by the way… »

Steve must have been crazy because he thought that Eddie winked at him. He then waved, flushed and went back to his seat while texting the groupchat the picture of the signature and of their selfie.

#steddie au #steddie #teacher steve harrington #corroded coffin #rockstar eddie munson #taylor swift

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artisxan · 1 year

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[ID: ArtisXan's logo, a brown circle with a digital drawing of a sunflower inside of it. Written on top in white script font reads "ArtisXan". /id]

Welcome To ArtisXan!

About:

ArtisXan is a small business owned and operated by queer, disabled, neurodivergent, trans individuals. We sell a wide range of items, including discreet and fun chewlrey made of body-safe silicone intended for use by teens and adults.

Xan has been crafting since they were in middle school. They shifted focus from knitting to digital art. The chewelry business started when Xan found that having a body-safe silicone necklace was a great way to help them stop biting their nails, but could only find bulky designs that stood out. They used their own style to start assembling necklaces that were subtle and matched their aesthetic while still providing the physical stimulus of the larger designs. Since then, they have expanded from necklaces and bracelets to keychains, zipper pulls, and pens.

Quick Links

Find us on other sites!

Linktree

Etsy artisxan

Patreon ArtisXan

Instagram @artisxan

Tiktok @artisxan

Discord

Meet the Makers!

Xan (they/them)

Cas (he/him)

Examples:

This chart shows just some of the beads we have! The Squish and Durability chart is a good way to determine what bead is best for your fidget style. The higher the durability, the better the bead holds up to biting.

[ID: An illustrated chart showing lineless art of a range of beads in rows on 2 scales of 1 to 10. The first scale is labeled "Squish Scale", with a box reading "1- Most Squishy 5- Medium Squish 10- Most Firm", and the second is labeled "Durability Scale" with a box reading "1-Least Durable 5- Medium 10- Most Durable". /id]

Our themes and bead designs include:

Nature

Mushrooms

Leaves

Flowers

Moon and stars

Animals

Moths and butterflies

Fandom themes

Our Flag Means Death

Pride

Pride flag patterns

Rainbows everywhere

They, He, She, Ze, Fae, Fey, Ve, Ey, Zie, and custom pronouns

Disability

Disability pride

Neurodivergant/mental health

Autism acceptance

Rare condition awareness

Accessibility device compatible decor: stickers, clips

Water bottle reminders

More!

Books

Music

Video Gaming

Self love and acceptance

Magic and Fantasy

Seasonal

Geometric and abstract jewelry designs

FAQ

Who is this good for?

These are especially useful for people who need items to fidget with, pick at, chew, squish, pull, or stretch! All the chewelry is made using materials that can be cleaned and are body-safe. Any item can still be a choking hazard, so these are not intended for young children or individuals who may be at risk for swallowing objects.

Are these chewable?

Yes! All of the beads we use on the fidget chewelry are made from food-grade silicone and can safely be chewed!

Where can I buy these?

You can find all of them on Xan's Etsy store! It is under the same name as their TikTok and Instagram (ArtisXan)! Their work is also in physical stores in Wisconsin.

Can I use these even if I'm not diagnosed, or am not neurodivergent?

Absolutely! Chewelry is not limited to any specific need or diagnosis. You can wear it just because you like the way it looks, or feels!

Do you make the beads yourself?

With two exceptions, our beads come from other suppliers. We don't have the facilities to make our own beads. We buy them from a combination of distributors and also directly from manufacturers. However, we did run a kickstarter to make two custom beads in collaboration with an artist who works with body-safe silicone! These are the morel mushrooms and the moon phase beads.

Are the other designs yours?

Yes! The stickers, art prints, pins, and other items are designed by Xan!

Can you make custom pieces?

We can customize some of our items, yes! We are happy to work with people to make pieces they'll be happy with, such as personalized pronoun chewelry! We are restricted to the beads we have and the prices may vary but we will always do our best to find what works best for you!

Will you ever make [insert bead shape here]?

We work hard to find pieces that suit Xan's brand and what people request! But we can only make things that manufacturers have created so we have a somewhat limited scope of options. However we are always looking for new beads and frequently find ones that hadn't been out before!

Why is [insert piece] more expensive?

Some of the beads we use are more expensive than others and so to offset the price we have to adjust the price a bit! We do our best to make sure that all the pieces are still within an affordable range for as many people as possible! And we do weekly giveaways to give more people a chance to get pieces even if they can’t afford them.

Can you make it without the small bead at the bottom or string it differently than shown?

Absolutely! Feel free to leave a note when you purchase to let us know you'd prefer a knot at the end, or for the main bead to be strung sideways without a knot or bead below it!

Why are are some of the pride necklaces different than the flags?

Some flags use so many colors, or so many shades of the same color, that we can't get enough of the beads to make the flag exactly, or to make the flag at all! For the Sunset Lesbian Pride and Aromantic pride, we have not been able to find body-safe beads that match the rest and come in different shades of orange, pink, and green, so some colors get combined for those designs. We keep an eye out for bead colors though!

Why don't you have a pride flag/pronoun necklace for [blank]?

Either we haven't had anyone request them, no one bought them when we did sell them, or they are ones we can't feasibly make. For example, we love the Progress Pride Flag but if we tried to make it we would run out of space for all the colors and it would be way too expensive for people to buy! (We do have a Progress Pride focus bead though!)

You can always contact us if there is a pronoun you want to use, or to ask if we could make a flag. We are willing to try!

What kind of bead should I get?

It depends what you want to use it for! The higher durability beads are best for biting and can take more heavy-duty fidgeting. Squishy beads are better for twisting and pinching. Textured beads are good for picking and rubbing.

How often do you make new designs?

We release new items and themes on a regular basis. Patreon and Discord users can get previews of what is coming out soon, and even suggest ideas. The chewelry depends on what we can source, but we continue to look for new beads. Xan designs stickers and other art frequently, and now that we have had a successful kickstarter we are open to the idea of making more unique beads.

Just a few of our items for sale:

Pride Fidget Jewelry Necklace (Currently 27 options!)

[ID: Photo of 9 necklaces in pride flag designs. The beads on each necklace are in order of the stripe they represent. From left to right, top to bottom is lesbian, gay rainbow, polyamourus, bisexual, pansexual, polysexual, Sapphic, aromantic, and asexual. The polyam flag necklace has a golden star bead at the base. The bi-, pan-, and polysexual necklaces have a black star at their bases, and the Sapphic necklace has a white flower base bead. The sunset lesbian and aromantic pride necklaces have multiple shades represented by one bead. /id]

[ID: Five pronoun necklaces lined up. From top to bottom the necklaces are "THEY/THEM, SHE/HER, HE/HIM SHE/THEY, HE/THEY" A circular black bead takes the space of the slash. The letter beads are white cubes with black letters. /id]

[ID: Four styles of morel mushroom items on a marbled background. From left to right are a pen, a key chain, a zipper pull, and a necklace. The morel bead is a pale base with a warmer tan to create the textured mushroom cap. The brown pen has a morel and a sunflower bead above the grip. The keychain has a sunflower, a light green leaf, and a morel on a black cord. The zipper pull has a morel by itself, and the necklace has a morel and a round black bead base. /id]

[ID: Eleven moon phase design items. Clockwise from the upper left are keychains in silver, gild, and blue, necklaces ins silver gold, and blue, a pen in silver, three zipper pulls in blue, gold, and silver, and a holographic silver sticker in the same design as the focus bead. The focus moon bead is circular, with a stylized sun at the center, surrounded by the moon in eight phases. The keychains have a black crescent moon and silver star on either side of the focus bead. The necklaces have a round silver base bead. The pen is black, with a silver star, a black crescent moon, and a silver focus bead above the grip. /id]

[ID: Photo of a hand holding a sticker of a leaf-patterned yellow water bottle with a black top. Black text over the bottle reads "Emotional Support Water Bottle" /id]

#artist #neurodivergent #queer owned business #small buisness #chewelry #Stickers #queer artist #actually adhd #disability pride #Queer #Trans #artists of tumblr #disabled creator

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hee-blee-art · 1 year

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excuse the old art but what a perfect excuse to show you my clown guy!! he's 43 and a pan trans man (he/him) =3c he is really just a guy who is a clown! he loves his job!! and yes those are tattoos on his arm and back =3c he doesn't tell people his legal name bc he prefers to just be called by his stage name Bim Bam (or just part of it). he's a chill guy but he does personally follow all the Clown Rules. clowning doesn't get him a lot of income on its own though so he is a nightclub bodyguard on the side. he's probably like 5'9" ish?

[image ID: a digitally drawn character page of a clown with tan skin; white, blue, red, and purple facepaint; short blue hair; and dark body hair. he is shown dressed in a blue star patterned binder, red pants, blue and yellow shoes, a red and yellow ascot, a yellow hat with 3D glasses on the brim and a thin bracelet, showing his arm tattoo of a clown head; as well as with no shirt from behind, with a text tattoo that reads "clownin' around" in rainbow text across his shoulders. his name, "bim bam," and the artist's signature / handle, @lightningfilledsaber, appear next to the drawings. end ID.]

hello bim bam !! wow he's great :) my first thought for an interaction was with prudence, puck's twin sister ! she's a drag queen and performs in gay bars & clubs sometimes so the two of them could have met that way if bim bam is a bouncer, but they also could meet up while he's clowning; pru loves supporting and meeting performing clowns of all kinds ! I think they could be buddies :)

[image ID: a digital drawing of bim bam, described above, and prudence, a thin clown with white skin; blue, red, and yellow facial spike markings; a big red nose; and long red hair, dressed in a strappy pink outfit and matching pink gloves. they are leaning together and each holding up a peace sign. end ID.]

#let me know if youd like me to change the image id !#asks #oc playdates #gummysugar #prudence #pru #others' ocs

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internal-orchids · 2 years

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I got some tasty THH headcanons from the oven if you wanna look

-Sayaka: Transfemme Polyamourous Pansexual (she/doll). She has perfect pitch! I also feel like she is really fascinated by fancy knifes cuz why not. Has a collection of em. Oh, but she has had those little plushies youtubers have of her band and owns plushies of the rest of her band. She’ll do your make-up and nails and hair and say you look amazing and kiss your nose! Her favorite animals are chinchillas. She’ll get mad when you don’t take care of yourself. She totally stims by playing with her hair mhmhmhm I’d play with her hair if I were her. She loves the smell of citrus, cinnamon, and berries! She lights scented candles all the time. -Leon: Transmasc Polyamourous Bisexual (he/they/strum/explo). He needs to walk around a lot. He gets really, really restless. Stims by singing? Sure why not. He 100% has volume issues. His older brother gave him his first guitar, and most of his cool punk jewelry. His hair is dyed. He pierced his own tongue. Chaotic mans, truly. I feel like he wolud really like Panic! At the Disco? He just has the vibes. Also a lot of eighties stuff. His favorite musical is either Rent or Heathers. He bites ice cream, and drinks sparkling water. Self-proclaimed gremlin man. WAIT I FORGOT MOTHER MOTHER. He listens to Mother Mother. He plays FNaF for the lore but will never admit it mostly cuz he sucks at it. Hates clowns cuz he watched Popee the Performer as a child and it fucked him up. -Chihiro: Genderqueer Pansexual (literally anything except it/its). They are actually really chill person! Once they become more comfortable with who they are, they really come out of their shell and make new friends. In addition to their programming, they also have learned 3-D modeling. I feel like they’d have a cat but be unable to let it in their room cuz it wants to snuggle. Well but what if they made a tiny keyboard for it so it can lay on that while they work. That works. They like making jewellery, and make those rainbow loom bracelets colour coded to their friends. They have a polaroid camera and take pictures of their friends. They even have a scrapbook! Sayaka helps them with it. They play Cookie Run for the character designs. -Mondo: Transmasc bisexual abrosexual (he/him). He can sew and do embroidery. He has to tell himself that it’s very very masculine while he does it, though. He spends way too much on hair products. Occasionally he uses super glue mixed with water in a spray bottle. He’s really nice to kids, and makes sure they are always safe! Yes, that means threatening assholes. I feel like he would stand in front of pet stores for fucking hours. No, mans volunteers at shelters. He swears a lot but they keep him on because he’s so good with the pets. He will get you on a motorcycle. It will happen. You can’t disagree with him. He has a tomodatchi that he’s had since he was like five. -Kiyotaka: Bigender (Male and Agender) demihomoromantic (any pronouns he doesn’t care). He can knit. It helps him calm down and stuff. Yeah. He’s actually…kinda boring? He has so many identity issues. Who even is he? He’s stubborn, y’know. Oh! I know. He’s actually just really awkward around people. He knows lots of little fun facts. If you give him enough time he’ll tell you all about any given topic you want! He just never gets time to talk to people. Let him interact! His favorite book is 1984 by George Orwell and it scares the hell out of everyone because he talks about how well the society runs. -Kiyondo: Non-binary (possibly polyamourous) pansexual (they/it/flame/match). They can sew! They like sewing. They can also imitate anyone that they hear cuz they get really really bored. That’s actually why a lot of they exist? They also like arson. Well, not arson. Just fire. Yeah. They like dressing up in either fabulous beautiful outfits, or greasy little mole outfits, no inbetween. They also bite people a lot, and get into a lot of fights. It’s ok though, they’re good at dodging. They think they are the hottest, most seductive person in any given room, but they flirt like a bad A.I. and never wash their hair so up to you. They are friends with Chihiro on Cookie Run but they mostly just fucking grind. -Hifumi: Cisgender aroace (he/her/they) HE IS FUCKING RICH. He doesn’t actually like buying physical thing UNLESS it’s like…a cosplay or figurine. He reads everything online, but he does commissions all the time and once he gets to Hope’s Peak he’s in really high demand, so he can charge a fucking premium. He’s suprisingly good at buisness. He is also a closeted furry, though he hasn’t made himself a fursuit yet. He makes other people fursuits, though. He honestly loves making costumes. He will join a discord group, he’ll love it and comsume his entire life, it will die, he’ll be crushed, and then the cycle starts again. He needs more IRL friends. -Celestia: Transfemme Lesbian (she/fleur/hush) I hate her but I love her and want to kiss her. She has a whole fuckton of peircings, and she’s got one of those chains that goes from her ear to her nose. She wear way too much make up too. Fuck it give her black lipstick. She tried to wear fishnets, but they messed up her legs and she doen’t like them. She wears those funky bell earrings so Grand Cherie Bois can play with them when he sits on her lap. She will never wear anything that’s not completely elegant, though she has a soft spot for fuzzy cat slippers. She kinda hates being her persona all the time. It’s fiiine though.

#trigger happy havoc #sayaka maizono #maizono sayaka #leon kuwata #kuwata leon #chihiro fujisaki #fujisaki chihiro #mondo owada #owada mondo #mondo oowada #oowada mondo #kiyotaka ishimaru #ishimaru kiyotaka #hifumi yamada #yamada hifumi #celestia ludenburg

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rainypaperangel · 2 years

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Another one, thank you!

I did another Live-Action-Movie-Costume dressing, this time of My Little Pony Equestria Girls, and......... y'all are nasty. I need to burn my eyes now, enjoy the results of my pain!

Twilight Sparkle

Twilight is preppy and studious in her clothing, and I think I found a pretty good solution for that! I changed her purple hair for a straight, black ponytail, because I think that'd suit the whole ensemble really well!

The clothing is pretty simple, but with nice colours and starry imagery hidden on the hair tie and the bracelet! I was thinking it'd look really good to hand-stitch a star on the skirt, but I'm not about to Photoshop that unless someone'll buy the program for me...

Pinkie Pie

Pinkie was surprisingly difficult to make, but I think I landed on something fun! The biggest change is the hair and the shoes: I get their hair resembles a mane, but I think short, pink curly hair would suit her better in live-action. It'd make her look quirky and bubbly, and it's more hygenic when baking!

She'd wear fun and cozy clothing, always ready to any kind of party! A balloon shirt? Uh, yes please! Cake-patterned flats? Say no more! A fluffy tutu? Why of course!

Rainbow Dash

Rainbow Dash will be queer-coded no matter what you do, deal with it.

That said, short rainbow hair would translate soooo well into live action! I like the idea of a sporty look, because... she is. So, flat shoes, sensible training shorts, and of course a rainbow sweatband (is that what they're called for the wrist? Wristband? IDK, it's late...)

All in all, I think this turned out really well! Can't you just see her as the football captain?

Rarity

I like Rarity's design plenty enough, but I wanted to make her stand out a bit more and look more regal. Instead of a short skirt, like they all wear, I gave her a more "ladylike" young skirt, which'd make her look a bit older, which I think is what she'd be aiming for. Puffed sleeved for a regal look, and of course, a lot of jewelry!

Yeah, I don't have much to say! I like the idea of a simple, classical Rarity <3

Fluttershy

I will never recover from what I saw while looking for reference pictures of this one... ya'll need Jesus*!

Anyway, I gave fluttershy a green bunny hoodie to hide in - I think it'd look absolutely adorable, and it'd make sense with her being so shy. I paired it with a loose, white shirt and a poofy floral skirt. I think green slippers would suit her well, especially paired with some adorable, almost cottagecore-like socks!

And, of course, I gave her butterfly clips for her hair!

Applejack

Applejack was surprisingly difficult to find items for, but I think I got some good things! I went for a denim-pant instead of the skirt - I think it'd be more practical for a country girl! The iconic cowboy hat is back, paired with an apple belt and an apple pin!

I liked the idea of a shorter hairdo, which'd be more practical for farmwork - much in Applejack's spirit!

Sunset Shimmer

This would either be too sexy for a children's movie, or it'd be someone's awakening... Anyway! With a red/black color palette with gold accents, I think Sunset Shimmer came together really well! Instead of stripy hair, I think a fade from orangy red to yellow would look fiery good!

I changed the purple skirt for red, because I don't think the eggplant-color would match well in live-action. I really like the matching red leather gloves too, she could wear just one or both of them! With a yellow crop-top combined with a black leather vest, we have something much like the cartoon design, and a sun-pendant necklace ties in her cutie mark!

#*no I'm not religious #but seriously #wtf did you guys do to fluttershy??#i don't wanna know #ya'll are nasty #my little pony #my little pony equestria girls #my little pony edit #mlp equestria girls #mlp fanart #mlp friendship is magic

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The Reemergence of Travis Scott

This year, Travis Scott bounced back into the spotlight with the summer’s biggest album and a mega-tour to match. And yet, he says, he’s still striving for something even grander. GQ’s Chris Heath hits the road with one of the most dynamic entertainers of our age.

By Chris HeathNovember 15, 2023

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Travis Scott prowls around the top of the huge, rambling faux-stone construction that will, in a few days, begin serving as the stage for his Circus Maximus tour. Sometimes he sings, sometimes he stops. As he does so, he visits different parts of the structure, which seems part battlement, part ancient ruin, part lonely asteroid, part coral island risen out of the sea, strewn with a miscellany of roundish faux-stone heads of varying sizes and facial expressions. It’s surprisingly jarring to see Scott perform his songs without the full-on total commitment that is his trademark style, but right now is clearly about something else. It feels like he’s trying to figure things out that only he can figure out, working out the rules in a world he created.

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After a while he steps down from the stage, walks outside, and gets into a car where he requests that a Radiohead album be put on (it’s In Rainbows), and then be turned down. I compliment him on the stage. “Yeah, you fucking with it?” he nods. “I got to dial it in some, but it’s getting there. It’s something new.”

I inquire what he wants people to be thinking as they look at it.

“I just want people to be in just a good zone,” he says. “Really not so much thinking, more just doing. It’s like: You don’t come here to think, you come here to let loose.”

And the heads?

“I mean, those are just, like, Disney World type of ideas,” he replies.

I think he’s saying that too much shouldn’t be read into them, but I tell him I can’t work out whether they’re friendly or terrifying.

“No, it’s all good vibes,” he says. Then he reconsiders, a little. “I don’t know—terrifying is all subjective. I didn’t want it just like corny, just like all like googly-goggly. Because life isn’t just, like, all bright. It has its ups and downs, you know.”

To which anyone reading this who knows anything about Travis Scott’s last two years will probably be thinking: yes, and some. And will probably assume that Travis Scott had to have been thinking of all that when he just said what he said, and that he’s also well aware that what he just said will appear to be an obvious reference to all that. Though, strangely, whether because of compartmentalization or masterful disguise, or because the complex ways we find to deal and not deal with painful history are beyond such scrutiny, Travis Scott betrays no sign that this is so.

It’s a short journey, our car ride. We are in Lititz, Pennsylvania, where an extensive studio complex and supporting technical ecosystem has been built for artists rehearsing tours, but there isn’t too much else here, so all journeys in town are short ones. Five minutes after we set off, we pull up outside a restaurant. Scott tells his manager he wants to sit in the car a little longer, have a smoke, so we keep talking for a few more minutes. Until Scott’s smoking preparations are complete, that is, and the driver realizes what is happening.

“You can’t smoke,” she says. “You can’t smoke in here!”

One of Scott’s camp unsuccessfully tries to negotiate—“Can we just roll the windows down? We’ll pay the cleaning fee”—but Scott himself seems to accept the verdict equitably: “Oh, okay. I’m sorry. We’ll step outside.”

We decamp to a table in front of the restaurant, where Scott talks for a moment about success, and how when you get close to where you thought you were heading, what you wanted can still feel so far away. “It’s like what you’re trying to achieve still feels like it’s across the world and on another axis,” he says. Then he stands, asks if I’d like to get something to eat, and disappears with a small group into a private room.

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Later, after we return to the studio complex and Scott settles into a dressing room sofa, a woman on the crew comes and asks whether he or I need anything. “She’s the best in business. Best in the biz,” Scott observes once she has left. “She’s probably the only person back here that can make me happy.”

I ask him what everyone else does.

“Everybody else wants a lot from me,” he says. “She puts me at calm and peace. Everyone has a lot of questions.”

I indicate the sheets of paper, and the scribbled notes, on my lap.

“Right,” he concedes. “No, it’s all good.”

Since the cataclysm of November 2021, when 10 people who attended Scott’s Astroworld festival in Houston died, Travis Scott has been edging back into the world. He has played some shows, but this will be his first tour. And though his long-anticipated Utopia album finally arrived at the end of July, topping the charts with immense streaming numbers, Scott himself has said very little before now.

I’m not sure what to expect. I think it’s fair to say that Travis Scott’s reputation has long been as someone from whom words come sparingly; reserved, fairly closed off. But that’s not really what I find. Yes, there are moments when words emerge reluctantly, but minutes later, other words will gush out in torrents; all of sudden he’s a man with plenty to say and the voice with which to say it. It goes back and forth. What he seems keenest, or at least most comfortable, talking about is Utopia—both the album itself but also some kind of broader constellation of ideas. It’s been a preoccupation for some time now— “People think of the world as a great place, but then also in a crazy, wild place right now,” he explains. “In all different parts of the world, nothing is at, like, a Utopia spot on a three-sixty aspect. People go through things. You know, you can be in the hood, you can be wherever, and it can be the roughest time ever. There’s 24 hours in a day, and it might be like one minute, one second, whatever, that might make somebody smile. It might take them away from where they’re at. The little distraction. No matter how long it is or how little it is, to me, that’s like a form of Utopia. And so I thought, like, creating an experience that can get people to kind of zone into that aspect of their life and maybe find some balance.”

By mid-2020 the album itself was already well underway. He offers a snapshot of the initial inspiration: “I was actually riding with Stormi…”—his daughter, the oldest of his two children with his ex, Kylie Jenner—“we were getting fireworks in Houston.” Stormi repeatedly requested something from her father’s back catalog. “Her favorite song is ‘Mamacita’—it’s like, her favorite song of all time. She plays it all the time in the car, over and over and over, and that’s from this mixtape Days Before Rodeo. Just hearing that song over and over just reminded me of that time.” That night, after Stormi went to sleep, he stayed up listening to his earliest solo recordings: Owl Pharaoh, Days Before Rodeo, and a thought solidified. “I wanted to get back to the essence of who Travis Scott was as, like, a creator of music and sound,” he says. “To just go back to the core, what got me here, which is producing and creating and the raw format of how I’ve started making music. And I got so excited about that.”

So he started making beats. “Making beats, making beats,” he emphasizes. The first new beat he made, he called “Cats and Tigers” (presumably a nod to its source material, Chronicle Grime’s “Career Cats Get Tiger Suits”), which would later evolve into Utopia’s opening song, “Hyaena.” After he’d put it together on his laptop, he was so excited that he got in the car and went straight to a studio in Los Angeles. He wanted to really hear it. And he liked what he heard: “Oh, shit. Because the drums are like crazy fat. Like, this shit is like dumb, fat. It’s just so punching. Like, it sound like some rock shit but it’s still hood as fuck. Just like, driving. And I was like, Man, this is some hard shit.” He felt he was on to something.

Weirdly, there’s a parallel story about Utopia’s genesis that I will chance on, by accident, later tonight, an even more unexpected one. It comes up when I ask Scott about a prospect he’s previously floated that he’d like to write a musical. Only then does he mention, as though a curious thought has just struck him, “the album was supposed to be a musical.” This is an assertion so seemingly random and improbable that at first I assume that he is referring to some momentary firefly of a thought. But it turns out to have been rather more than that.

“I wanted the album to be a play,” he continues. “I was trying to take Broadway—because the thing about Broadway theaters, they’re kind of small—I was trying to bring the idea of Broadway to bigger venues. Like, either, like, plays in stadiums or plays in arenas, but still make it feel like a Broadway bill.” To this end, he met with the playwright Jeremy O. Harris. “I love Jeremy O. Harris. He’s amazing. We were exploring all these different ideas. I met with him. I met with a couple of different people. We just talked about the idea of it happening. I was still trying to figure it out.”

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When I ask him whether he had a sense of the kind of story it might be, he offers this description: “A story on some Sin City shit. Like Frank Miller style. Like comic, but try to bring it to 3D, incorporate some high-level Fantasia-type shit. You ever seen that Disney? Like this weird combo of the two.” And he animatedly explains with his hands an ambitious idea where there would be a “speed roll of sets” where the stage set would continuously change every two or three minutes.

He says he would still like to do a musical

Will the music still sound like your music?

“For sure! That’s the idea. Like orchestra, heavy drum programming. Live instrument, orchestra-based.”

I ask whether he would appear in it. This is the one moment in our time together that he looks at me as though I must be completely insane.

“Of course!” he exclaims. “For sure! For sure, man. I got to be in it!”

That is for the future. In the meantime, Scott has been doing a bit of film acting. After appearing in the little seen teen-rampage movie Gully as a beleaguered video store owner, he recently had a larger role as an assassin’s sidekick in Harmony Korine’s AGGRO DR1FT.Scott says that he was sold on the idea when Korine showed him some footage from the thermal camera he intended to use. “I was, Oh, this is fucking fire. So I just pulled up. I fuck with Harmony. That’s my guy.”

Was it easy?

“It wasn’t easy, but it wasn’t hard.”

Are you a good actor?

“I never act. I dive deep. You know what I’m saying? But sometimes I tap in. When you tap in, you’re not even acting no more. Your shit just get real.”

Well, isn’t that acting? I think that’s what they all talk about.

He laughs in a way that makes me think he’s wondering whether at least one of us is talking nonsense.

“I guess it’s part of it,” he says.

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Here is a strange story, or circumstance, or fact, about Travis Scott’s youth. It has been occasionally alluded to before in interviews with Travis Scott, but only ever as a stray anecdotal detail, a presumably meaningless and momentary whim that required no further explaining. It is not a dark secret, nor one that speaks of youthful torment, nor of a magically telltale Rosebud moment of creative inspiration. But it is engagingly dissonant when matched with the Travis Scott we might believe we know, which perhaps means that if we understood it a little better, perhaps we might edge an inch closer to understanding him.

The fact is this: When Travis Scott was young (or to be precise, when Jacques Webster II, Scott’s real name, was young), his ambition was to become a nephrologist. A doctor specializing in the kidneys. And this was not a momentary impulse. It was serious.

It started, Scott explains, with a sleepover at his friend Adebayo’s house when they were in elementary school in the suburbs of Houston. (Scott tries to pin down how old he was: “Had to have been in third grade? Fourth grade? When did NFL Blitz come out?”) It was a birthday party. “We went to his crib,” Scott remembers. “His crib was crazy. I’ve never seen a crib like this. It was OD. His dad was an ob-gyn. And I remember his uncle was at the house, and I asked his uncle, I was like, what do you do? And he’s like, I’m a nephrologist. He told me what it was, and I was like, Yo, it’s crazy. I was like, Yeah, I want to be that. I don’t know why being a kidney doctor was just such… I think it was his swag. Like, his whole swag was just like he was fresh. I don’t know. It was the idea of just, like, saving people at the time was dope.”

Once embedded, this idea became far more than just a passing fancy.

“Middle school, high school, that’s all I wanted to do—wanted to be a nephrologist,” says Scott. “I used to go and shadow at the hospitals. So I fell in love with it more there, just the whole process of it all.”

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Though music was increasingly the passion that was taking over, this other plan was still in his mind when he went to college—he attended the University of Texas at San Antonio before dropping out of college in his sophomore year. “I wanted to own my own practice, know the business side of it, do the medicine side of it,” he says. When I ask him whether he thinks he really might have ended up doing it—really becoming a nephrologist—if things had fallen differently, he says, “Yeah—for sure.”

In weird symmetry and counterpoint, here is a similarly strange flash forward into one version of Travis Scott’s future. Scott insists that he wants to go back to college, and soon. This, of course, is the kind of thing celebrities sometimes say—maybe I’ll go back to college and study so-and-so—something that nine times out of 10 it feels like an airy aspiration. As though by making this wishful declaration, while they nonetheless barrel forward unstoppably into their next album or tour or film or TV series, they are waving fondly at another version of themselves disappearing into the hazy distance of a parallel dimension, someone who they know they will never really become. But Scott insists that he is absolutely serious.

“I’m going to Harvard for architecture school,” he says. He tells me that he’s already taken a couple of visits there. He says he’s properly looked into the admissions process. “I got to work hard to get in. They’re not letting me take any shortcuts.”

And how soon, realistically, could you imagine doing it?

“Well, I told myself after this album I was going to go in. So after the tour.”

Seriously?

“Yeah, seriously.”

Full time?

“Yeah. Go in.”

Move to Boston and live there?

He nods.

How long for?

“It’d probably be like four years. I’m still going to make music, of course.”

Scott explains to me more about this proclivity. “I’ve always been into structural design and structural engineering and, you know, trying to just build all different type of things, right?” he says. “When you start seeing how odd things can be shaped and then see how they can structurally work, it’s interesting. And I’m always trying to be like an ultimate problem solver. A lot of things intrigue me. Like, I’m doing rehearsals now and I’m always asking questions about even just structural and staging and how it can be built.”

It feels like he’d be happy to talk about architecture all evening. But there are other subjects, ones that can’t be avoided forever.

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Travis Scott started working on Utopia in 2019. By November 2021, a version of the album was, he says, maybe 50 or 60 percent completed, and plans for its release were beginning to be cemented. The rollout began with the November 5 release of two songs: “Escape Plan” and “Mafia,” announced only the day before, its sleeve image a spoof of a Weekly World Newscover declaring “The True Dystopia Is Here!” Scott says that other releases were anticipated ahead of the Utopia album itself. But then what happened happened, and everything stopped.

The release of those initial songs was timed to coincide with the first night of Scott’s Astroworld festival in Houston, the festival’s third installment since 2018. That evening, while Scott was onstage, crushes formed within the crowd that some people were unable to escape. Interviewed by the police two days later, Scott explained that he only began to get a sense that something gravely serious had happened when a friend came into his trailer afterward and said that someone was getting CPR, and that only over the next few hours did the full horror become clear. Ten members of the audience ultimately died. (In June of this year, the local district attorney announced a grand jury’s determination that “no crime did occur, that no single individual was criminally responsible.”)

This, of course, is the subject that has been hovering around the edges of our conversation. I ask Scott whether, when he started putting together the version of Utopia that was finally released at the end of July 2023, he thought a lot about whether the album should or should not in any way reflect what had happened that night. Eventually, after several long pauses, and asking me to repeat and clarify the question, he begins to answer.

“Making music, you think about things that go on in life and things that happen in your life, and you dial in on things,” he says. He audibly exhales. “That moment for families, for the city, you know, it was devastating. And when it came to making, like even finishing the album…I got back into it probably like, I don’t know, months and months and months after. And the idea of just even getting back into music, working on music and just even getting into that, was therapeutic of being able to channel some of the energy into production and sounds and finishing it.”

Presumably, you were not in a good state?

“Nah, not at all. I mean I was just overly devastated, you know. Yeah.”

Is it something you find yourself constantly thinking about now?

“Yeah, I always think about it. Those fans were like my family. You know, I love my fans to the utmost.”

Has how you’ve been dealing with it changed over time?

“It has its moments where it gets rough and…yeah. You just feel for those people. And their families.”

There is just one song on Utopia that clearly refers to what happened. Overall, says Scott, “My Eyes” is a song about “the things I deal with on a day-to-day basis and the fact of how it could be misunderstood and the struggles of life and all aspects of life. The constant weight that’s put on. That you carry, you know. And just a vision through my eyes.”

Like many of Scott’s songs, it is a work in multiple movements. Its core was one of the album’s first songs to be written, but other parts evidently came later, after the tragedy, because there is a moment toward the end where a faster tempo kicks in and, amidst a cascade of words, Scott says, “I replay them nights, and right by my side, all I see is a sea of people that ride wit’ me. /If they just knew what Scotty would do to jump off the stage and save him a child.”

“It just came out when I was writing,” he says. “Like I said, it was a real moment. The song is emotional to me. It’s one of my favorite songs on the album. And that verse means a lot to me.”

And what did you want people to think when they listen to that song?

“To know I have pain too. I have concerns, things that I think about, and the things I see on a day-to-day basis I think about them. And every day I want to find change in the things, to make things better, make myself better. It’s just like: I go

through things like everyone else. And even recently through something like I never could imagine. So.”

Just over a month after the Astroworld tragedy, Scott offered his one sustained public reflection on the events of that night in an interview with Charlamagne tha God. In a way it may be that there was nothing Scott could have said that would have been considered sufficient—maybe that’s still the case, and maybe it always will be—but as much as he did face up to a series of tough and pointed questions, he was criticized for not being all of the different Travis Scotts that people wanted him to be in that moment. In a way, he was and is frozen in a limbo where anything he says about how these events impacted him can be taken to imply a kind of broader insensitivity, but there was one sentence toward the end of that interview that, whatever its shortcomings, seemed to offer a revealing window into how he was processing his own turmoil: “My heart wasn’t there to be the villain—I was there to be a hometown hero.” I ask him about that.

“I mean, yeah, everything I’ve been doing is always to highlight where I was from,” he says. “I set out a goal coming into this to really take Houston and really show the world how global Houston is. You know, we’re just as strong as LA or New York or London or Tokyo. Everything I was doing from literally my first couple of albums, touring, everything I was doing was just to maximize and really show how ill we are. And even going into creating the festival, it wasn’t about me, it was about different worlds of music that I enjoy, and I know that people from Houston enjoy. Like, I was always a fan of concerts growing up, and I couldn’t see a lot of my favorite artists because they never really came to Houston that much. And so being able to bring that joyful moment to the city and really open up that creative brain and, you know, all that. All that is going to inspire the next kid to be like, ‘Wow…I can do this’. You know what I’m saying? Yeah.”

So all of that and then it suddenly isn’t that?

“Yeah.”

And that kind of ruins it? Ruins the attempt at it?

“Yeah. The attempt of it.”

Charlotte, a week later. Tonight, the Circus Maximus tour opens. Scott was up until seven o’clock this morning rehearsing on the stage. Now, just after lunchtime, he is in his dressing room. “I’m Gucci!” he declares. “I’m Gucci. I’m fucking excited today, baby. It’s been a long fucking time.”

I take a seat, expecting him to do the same, but he never does. He talks, but he does so in constant motion, walking irregular loops back and forth around the room. Sometimes he even arcs into the bathroom, so that I can barely hear him, but his conversational flow carries on just the same.

Much of what he’ll say this afternoon seems to reflect his anticipation at being reunited with a certain kind of fan. “I think one of the most different things about me is I feel like a core fan base understand me,” he says, “but then you have people that will be like, What’s up with this kid, or something? I think to understand me, you kind of got to follow the music from the beginning and follow my journey from the beginning.”

What are the things that the core fans get that maybe other people don’t get?

“They understand what I’m out to do, you know what I mean? Like, what Travis is here to do: here to push things forward. I’m always here to like just literally push things forward—every aspect of this shit: music, creativity, all this. Without having to be redundant with saying it. I just want to show, you know.”

Why do you think you make music?

“Man, because I have a lot of emotion I want to output, you know. And I can feel for other people in a sense of things that’s relatable. And sometimes you become that representative of a flock of people. It’s like, through the lyrics, it’s like, Ah, yeah, we feel the same way.” Famously, the person Scott always felt this way himself about is Kid Cudi. “The shit he was saying, man, it’s crazy,” Scott reflects. “You would have thought this dude was, like, your brother, and then he would say in the next lyric, like, ‘I’m your big brother.’ You’d be like, What the fuck! It’s only a handful of artists that get you that feeling, right? That real shit that you feel: like, Damn, this dude went to my high school. Am I related to this guy?”

A few moments later, I’m asking Scott where he lives now, a question he first answers by saying “I live on the road,” then modifies by adding “out west…my babies” before breaking into song. “My babies!” he croons. “Where my babies is!” This seems to remind him of something. “She wants me to call her,” he says to himself, and dials his phone. His daughter Stormi’s face soon fills the screen.

“Oh, you getting your hair braided?” he asks.

“Yeah!” says Stormi.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” says Scott, who in seconds has morphed into achingly sweet father mode. “You getting your hair braided, huh? You get way more braids than Dada! You want to see the stage real quick?”

“Yeah!” exclaims Stormi. I follow the real Scott and the virtual Stormi down the corridor, and out into the arena. (“She got to approve the set,” he tells me.)

“So I’m gonna show you this, it looks so crazy, girl,” Scott says to Stormi. “So crazy! It’s so big.” He points the phone’s camera at the stage. “It’s so crazy, right?

“Wow!” says Stormi with evident glee.

“It’s nuts,” Scott agrees, and takes her closer. “Isn’t this head cool?” As he says this, flames shoot out of the stage and an explosion goes off—some kind of tech test.

“Whoa!” says Stormi.

“It’s a cannon,” says Scott, and shows her more of the heads. “See this one, boogie? Storm Storm!”

“Yeah!” she says.

“You see this one? That’s crazy, right? It’s a big face.”

She squeals with delight.

After they say their farewells—“I love you”; “Bye-bye, Daddy!”—we return to the dressing room where Scott starts doing loops again, and I ask him what he’s expecting it to feel like out there tonight.

“I don’t know. Like, turnt. Let’s fucking get it, man. I’m so anxious, man. Like, I’m ready.”

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In a few hours, Scott will burst out from under the center of the stage, the arena will erupt, and the tour will have begun. From that moment, it’s strange how everything that had seemed so central—the elaborate stone-world stage set, the moving heads with their laser eyes, the artfully processed live images of Scott projected on a 360-degree screen around the top of the stage—recedes in importance. All of that adds, but it’s not the show. The show is Scott. He creates his own vortex, and at its center is his energy, his pent-up self-confidence, his evident determination to be exactly who Travis Scott feels he should be.

The week before we first met, there was a photo published of Scott that was taken at a sports-memorabilia store event near Atlantic City alongside Tom Brady and Kevin Hart. It catches my attention for two reasons. Firstly, because both Brady and Hart have appeared in Scott’s songs—Hart is mentioned on Astroworld’s “5% Tint,” and Brady appears twice on Utopia (in “Meltdown” and “Thank God”). Scott, however, appears to find this circumstance barely worth mentioning. “Yeah, yeah, they know,” he tells me. “They’ve been to shows a bunch.”

The second reason the photo stays with me is because of the way Scott appears in it, as he often does in photos like this. Both Brady and Hart present their faces and their smiles to the camera in the familiar, obligatory way. Not Scott. His back is curved, his knees are slightly bent, his arms are crossed, and his gaze appears to be directed at the floor, as though he’s managing to participate in the least participatory way, while still being in the frame—both there and not there. As if, in the last resort, when there’s nothing to hide behind but himself, that’s what he’ll use. I find myself musing about the man in this photo as I watch Scott onstage in Charlotte, in a situation where everything is on his own terms and he is the nexus of everything, his face everywhere, by the end shirtless and exploding with an intensity that seems both manic and entirely under his control. The point isn’t to wonder how these two Travis Scotts can be the same man. The point is to know full well that they are, and ponder quite what that means.

When I ask Scott about that photo, and other photos like it, what he says to me is this:

“Yeah, my head’s down. I’m not a picture guy. I just put my head down because people are just snapping away.”

I suggest to him that maybe he’s still posing, just with a particular attitude of his own, but he refutes this.

“I think people think I’m posing,” he acknowledges. “I’m not. I’m just really just looking down.”

Like wishing it was over?

“No, just looking down,” he says. “And then when it’s over, we can laugh and do whatever again.”

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Chris Heath is a GQ correspondent.

A version of this story originally appeared in the 2023 Men Of The Year issue of GQ with the title “Travis Maximus”

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Hello, I am back again. I know you might be tired of these long winding asks, and I apologize. However, I cannot contain the Category Autism Event Level 7 TM in my mind, or I will explode. (Also, I wish you get that job you've been wanting to get <3 <3)

Here we go again into Crossover Land.

I just realized this. Haibara Yu's kanji name is 灰原雄、and the kanji that represents his given name is 雄, which not only means "brave", but also "male." As in the biological male. And... I like to imagine little Yu choosing the kanji bc he was a Real Boy. Older Yu thinks it was silly of him to do so. (But likes his name anyway.) (Also Yu is an androgynous name, so they might have just changed the kanji to represent who he was.)

Speaking of which, Yu was the first binary trans kid Gwen had ever known. And vice versa. Imagine the shock and joy when they find out that.

Yu was stealth trans until very recently.

Idk how Yu and Gwen found out, perhaps they were both going into the doctor's office for their hormones? (Yes Gwen started Estrogen while in Nueva York. No note has not gotten notes dad's consent.) (Maybe they wouldn't allow that to happen, but Gwen's body dysphoria was pretty bad.)

Commence a "Spider-Man Pointing at Each Other" or a "Spider-Woman and Ash-Man Pointing at Each Other" meme moment.

After a few days, Gwen gives Yu a friendship bracelet. A pink, blue, and white one.

Yu does not know what it means. And thinks that Gwen here has a crush on him, and wants him to wear her colors. But doesn't she like Miles????

Gwen realizes Yu is mistaking something drastically.

She picks up her phone, and points at the trans flag.

Yu did not know the trans flag, and gets more confused.

Gwen starts to frantically point at the trans flag more, to no avail.

He calls for Peni.

Peni comes and explains the misunderstanding.

Now Yu and Gwen wear matching friendship bracelets. T4T friendship for the win!

Well, now more people wanted friendship pride flag bracelets.

So Gwen (Yu, and Miles too) decide to make a bunch of them. A bi one (Miles), a gay man one (Satoru and later Ganke), an AroAce one (Nanami), a nonbinary one (Suguru), two agender ones, (Noir and Shoko), a genderqueer one (Margo), a genderfluid one (Peter Porker), two rainbow pride ones (Peni and Hobie). (I want to know Pav and Gayatri's queer HCs bc they made them one too)

Team bonding hurray!

Another less happy HC.

I wondered why in this world, Japan isn't known for its robotics or technology, and instead J-1, Vandelay, and that UK robotics company are.

Perhaps in this world, Japan fell behind after the economic collapse of the 1990s.

And instead maybe, they are known for people. Powered individuals. (JJK canon explains how sorcerers and cursed spirits are far more common in Japan than in other areas of the world.)

This is why the Gojo clan are rich. And Satoru is the first one in 400 years to be born with blues powerset.

This makes him important. As an asset. As a way to get on top of the food chain.

Then they need to control the boy.

They did just that. Control his friends, the places that he goes to. Every single move so that he can be on top.

It didn't work. Now the boy was hanging out with that Ripoff (Suguru), and that Freak (sorry Shoko).

(Shoko's healing is a good asset though. Might as well have them get married for more blood.) (HC that Shoko has a parent with an object head, making them less valid in that world)

Satoru even was in love with that Ripoff! How dare him! And even Shoko was in a scheme of... what?

Now he was useless, at least with that mindset.

Then Miguel and Olivia came in. Promised to help the boy and others control their powers.

They did not want Satoru or any of them around anymore. They agreed.

Yu was already friends with Nanami, but only heard of Satoru and Suguru before. As he was about to leave his home, he found a bus coming to him.

There was the SaSiSu three, and Nanami.

Yu is confused, but he leaves anyway.

But why weren't they having any luggage? Wearing their school uniforms? And sleeping?

(Olivia wanted them in full shape. An heir of the infamous Gojo clan was going to be an important asset that shouldn't be chipped or cracked.)

... sorry for this HC. I think it's pretty dark.

And a quicker one.

After Hobie realizes that Satoru was in a screwed-up home life, they decide to be a bit nicer to blues.

They know what it is like to be mistreated. And it understands that being a rich person does not equal happiness. (Something that Cyril knows too.)

Taught him music he was never allowed to listen to.

Now Satoru gets taught the drums from Gwen.

Blue loves it!

... sorry for the ask dump. (Might return for more haha/hj) Have a nice day/night!

Lol, don’t apologize! They are actually really fun to read (and now I am getting tiktoks with JJK references in them that I can kinda sorta understand lol)

Also thanks for the luck on my job! Hopefully I get it too (at the moment of writing this I am still waiting for a call back, will call back myself tomorrow afternoon if I don’t get one in the morning).

Anyway! Time to answer!

-Yu’s kanji: That makes me think of nonbinary people who name themselves after nouns for some reason. I don’t know why, but it’s a nice thing to think about since it was/is a name that makes them happy, and I’m glad to hear even if older Yu thinks it’s a little silly, he is still happy with his choice in name!

-Yu and Gwen: Oh wow, yeah! That is true! Gwen is just surrounded by a bunch of trans people who aren’t really binary trans. Didn’t even notice that till now! Neat!

But I can see the two bonding over that. Like it is nice to be surrounded by all kinds of queer people, but sometimes you want someone in an even more similar spot as you. I definitely think if Yu meets Remi he will be even more happy to meet another ftm trans person. Which might make Gwen feel left out a little, but I can see her finding out Tatiana is a trans woman, or even meeting Zimelu and just trying to get to know them and their experiences.

Honestly Gwen and Yu looking up to Tatiana and Neon J as elder binary trans individuals is a nice idea for me to think about. Even though those two don’t really flaunt their transness, they would definitely be willing to talk about it to make Gwen and Yu feel better about their own experiences.

-Stealth trans: Oh yeah, Yu and Neon J could probably have a really good conversation about their experiences as being stealth trans. Like Neon J literally only came out publicly for his kids’ sake as they were getting harassment from interviewers. Yu (hopefully) came out on his own to be more open about his transness but would still probably benefit from hearing about Neon’s experiences. I think Tatiana was never stealth, but also never fully flaunted it. She would tell people if they ask but wouldn’t just be telling without provocation.

-Hormones: I think you would definitely need parental consent at Gwen’s age. Well also Yu’s age, I think you said he would be 15-16. So I can see Yu getting parental consent and being able to go get hormones, but Gwen really wouldn’t. Jess would definitely have fought for Gwen to get them, but it would be shut down because Gwen isn’t emancipated and it could cause problems for Nueva York to give hormones.

Maybe Gwen could get puberty blockers at the very least without parental consent, like that would have been the compromise of Jess pushing for hormones. Though Gwen would definitely be given the proper clothes, accessories, other social transitioning options for note to have even if note couldn’t have hormones.

I can see Gwen talking with a nurse at the Nueva York doctor’s office and Yu overhears and wants to ask or talk to Gwen maybe (would Yu understand enough English at this point if he only knew Japanese?). Maybe he sees Gwen in some trans flag outfit or with a pin of some sort and that’s how he realizes.

I don’t think Gwen could have been the one to figure it out because Yu was stealth (maybe note had an idea just from experience) but I do think Yu would be the one to figure it out in whatever way he does because Gwen is a bit more open about her transness than Yu is (at least at the moment she is more open about it).

-Point Meme: Yeah, if they both wear trans flags at one point, that would definitely be how they find out and react lol.

-Bracelet: For once Gwen is glad to have been forced into Nueva York’s arts-and-craft room (also I should probably read ahead because I could combine points like this and the last one, but I like reading asks point by point lol).

-Crush?: (okay yeah I need to read the next few points lol, so like this one point encompasses the rest of the points until the break in paragraph)

OOOOH! So Yu doesn’t know what the trans flag is! Okay! So that wouldn’t be how they found out! Interesting!

Well, however they found out, Yu thinking Gwen has a crush on him because he doesn’t understand is kinda cute. Maybe he thinks her and Miles are just friends (or maybe he knows a bit about polyamory, probably not the word for it, and thinks this is some kind of relationship like that).

Imagine him going to Nanami for advice as to what to do and his aroace ass is of absolutely no help to Yu lol.

Yu ends up letting Gwen know he thinks she has a crush on him and she so panicked (not in a bad way because maybe she could like Yu, but Yu was right that she likes Miles right now and that is who she wants). So it’s like 10 minutes of charades and maybe Gwen saying colors in different languages or trying to say something but all she knows is like 1 year of Spanish and a few words in French or something, so she is just being even more confusing to Yu.

So she quickly leaves and drags in Peni. Gwen is super embarrassed, but Yu probably laughs at the whole situation (Peni is definitely laughing) and it’s a fun story everyone ends up finding out about. Suguru or Satoru just screaming “rosa” and “azul” to be brats and embarrass Gwen a bit when she walks by, causing a small fight between them and Hobie who (although also found the situation hilarious) is willing to fight on behalf of Gwen lol.

Anyway, once all of that is settled, you better believe the group spent a ton of time pleading for computer time so they could look up flag colors and identities to make sure all these bracelets are accurate and in the right order!

Also, I don’t have any queer headcanons for Gayatri and Pavitr that are set in stone. I do like T4T or Bi4Bi, but honestly what if they were both aroace and together. Maybe one is aroace and the other is something else. I don’t know why I want one to be aroace, or at least asexual, but I do lol. I mean heck, I wouldn’t even mind he/him butch lesbian Pav and BiAce Gayatri. I want these two to be weird in their identities but also totally super confident and happy in themselves. So yeah, nothing concrete with these two, but they love each other and are weird but happy.

-Power/Tech Japan:

I will be honest before reading ALL of these points, the reason Japan doesn’t have a big robotics company in this AU (at the moment) is just because I haven’t found the right media to fill it. Honestly, Vandelay could have easily been in Japan, someone on one of my HFR posts said they personally saw Vandelay Tech as Japanese, while I personally saw it as in California for some reason. So it could have been a Japanese industry, but just how I saw it, it was put in the United States lol. (now I shall read the rest of the points :3)

There very much could be a robotics company in Japan (there’s definitely SOME, but maybe not to the level as the main 3), but I actually like the idea that some places just give birth to stronger powered individuals! I always wanted to think about how some places give different abilities, different elementals, different bodies (like object heads). Like I think South Africa is a place that has a lot of powerful people or that Korea might have more people with light based powers. So Japan being a place where more powerful people are from is something that could absolutely happen!

I can also see the Gojo clan being rich because of this. That is something I haven’t explored all that much is how powered individuals do tend to have more influence and say in the world around them. So families with very useful powers are definitely going to be using those privileges to get an upper hand in life.

Poor Satoru though. Having blues life be fully controlled is awful. I’m glad blue was able to find time to become friends with Suguru and Shoko (even if they did end up doing a scheme that probably irreparably damaged someone because of overhealing, draining power, and matter manipulation).

Shoko and Satoru potentially being in an arranged marriage would have been such a cool story line to look at. Maybe the Gojo family didn’t have any better option at their disposal so they would have been willing to overlook Shoko’s object-headed parent because of its power, but after the scheme went wrong and showed just how far Satory strayed from the family path, the family would have never wanted that girl’s blood in the family bloodline.

Once the scheme was brought to light (and probably brought bad recognition to the Gojo family), you better believe the family was willing to pay Miguel to take Satoru and try to “fix” blue into being a better kid that would follow orders. Nueva York absolutely got a big donation from the family to make sure this happened (also I just imagine Olivia having to contain her excitement at the thought of studying these powers and then Miguel had to contain his excitement when he realized how much money was being donated to Nueva York).

I wonder if Yu and Nanami tried talking with the SaSiSu three on the ride to Nueva York. I can imagine the three not being very talkative to anyone outside the three of them at that moment. Everything went wrong for them and they were now being shipped to who-knows-where. Definitely not the most happy ride any of them have had.

(also don’t apologize, it’s all good! Trust me, I have had more dark headcanons as well as people sending me in way darker stuff. So you’re all good!)

-Hobie lightens up:

Oh definitely. Once Hobie realizes that Satoru isn’t just a spoiled rich kid, they absolutely start trying to be nicer (not to say that the two still don’t bicker and fight a little bit, but nothing like what it initially was in the beginning).

Speaking of Cyril, I wonder if Hobie ends up talking to Cyril and telling him about Satoru Gojo. I can see Cyril knowing a bit of that family, maybe his mom knew them personally or something. She is a very famous singer with a voice similar to Gayatri, which is a very strong power to have. Perhaps there could be a neat little connection there somehow.

Anyway, Hobie and Gwen teaching Satoru rock and metal music is something I really like! Especially if Hobie shows Satoru some Ex-Jay music that is in Japanese. Imagine the three singing in Japanese to rock songs! That would be really fun! (Gwen doesn’t understand what she is singing and Hobie knows the gist of what it is singing. Satoru would know exactly what is being said and loves that blue is able to actually experience something with others that blue can fully understand without having to translate).

I wonder what instrument Satoru would like the best. I can imagine blue knowing how to play a more classical instrument because of blues family, so maybe something less traditional would be to blues liking. (for some reason I see Satoru in the middle of a room just dancing and shaking maracas around and it is very funny to me)

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That’s all I have for now! thanks for the info dump! It’s always fun reading stuff like this! And honestly this is the perfect propaganda to push me into watching this show lol! Once I get time I honestly really do want to watch the show. It’s obviously not going to be exactly like this since this is an AU, but just seeing stuff on tiktok and your explanation of canon is starting to be enough for me to want to see what the show is really about! :3

You have a good day/night as well!

#nsrtalk #spidertalk #jjktalk #nspidr #eriverse #eritalks #noart #asks

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