#Eclectic Overdrive

[lemonlyman-dotcom]

Hello friends, taking a break from Kali fic today for a little preview of something coming 🔜

“Hey,” TK says softly once they’re alone in the pool. He kicks his feet up and wraps his legs around Carlos’s waist. Carlos immediately tightens his arms around TK and begins spinning them in a small circle.

“Hi,” Carlos says with an easy grin, nosing at TK’s jaw. TK laughs softly, feels so light floating here in his fiancé’s arms, so loved. He brings a hand up to push back the wet curls that have fallen across Carlos’s forehead.

“You look sexy like this,” TK says, voice low so only Carlos can hear. “And you seem happy. Relaxed.”

“I am happy. I’m really happy.”

“I like you happy,” TK whispers, leans in to rub his nose against Carlos’s. “I always wanna make you happy.” He pokes a finger into the dimple at the side of Carlos’s mouth. “Love to see this smile on your face.”

“You always make me happy, baby,” Carlos says, frowning at the questioning noise TK makes in response. “It’s true. Nobody’s ever made me feel the way you do.”

“Happy?” TK quietly questions.

“Not just happy.” Carlos pauses to kiss TK’s nose. “Baby, you make me feel …everything. Safe, like I can tell you anything. And strong and bold. And so incredibly loved. I feel so full of love when I’m with you, TK.”

The words shoot straight into TK’s heart, making him feel like the Grinch when his heart grows ten times bigger. It’s not exactly new information, but to hear Carlos say it sends his heart beating into overdrive. It’s everything he’s wanted for so long, to be with someone who values him, who cherishes him and finds him a source of comfort and safety. To know he makes Carlos feel this way, it’s almost too much, he feels like a helium balloon with nothing to tether him to earth but Carlos’s strong arms around him, ready to burst with all the love he has for this man. He surges forward to plant a desperate open-mouthed kiss on Carlos’s lips.

Carlos pulls his body impossibly closer and for one blissful moment they’re in their own world, just enjoying the feel of each other's lips and Carlos’s hands on TK’s waist and TK’s fingers running through Carlos’s hair.

There are tears on TK’s lashes when they pull apart. He blinks a few times, trying to tame his emotions.

“You make me feel all those things too, Carlos.” He sniffs. “I’m incredibly lucky.”

“I’m the lucky one,” Carlos says, rubbing their noses together again before dropping a soft kiss to TK’s forehead.

Thanks for the tag @heartstringsduet 💕

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[sgiandubh]

Cut the (Ghenea) crap

I have been anticipating since at least last Friday the very recent rumor overdrive about S and Mrs. Mădălina Ghenea, Romanian Horizontal Extraordinaire and I howled like a pack of hyenas in the dull silence of my flat.

Of all the rumors featuring S and divers representatives of the International Fitness Harem, this one stroke me as the most ridiculous ever. Downright scraping the bottom of the barrel, here, to be honest.

Now, as all of you know, I happen to be Romanian and if anything, you should at least grant me the benefit of a flawless knowledge of the terrain, so to speak. And as far as erotically ambitious Romanian chicks go, let's just say I am a sweet summer child, compared to this one.

Mădălina hails from Slatina, a small town in Oltenia, one of the most fascinating parts of the Romanian Southwest (I have a good quarter pint of Oltenian blood myself, so I think I know what the hell I am talking about: quick-witted, ambitious people, with a devastating, sarcastic sense of humor). She comes from virtually nothing: a working-class family of former farmers drawn to the nearest town by the quick and demented industrialization of the country during the Sixties, which is to say, the Lumpenproletariat our German friends can immediately relate to. But when you spend your childhood in the dull and poor anonymity of a non-descript block of flats (matchbox upon matchbox upon matchbox - think of it as a dignified favela of sorts), the only thing you want to do is to get the damn out of there, at all costs. Which, I have to say, she brilliantly and ruthlessly managed to, almost in record time. Granted, she is beautiful (to me, she is very cliché, but for any foreign male she is a Wanton Goddess of Sex, I suppose) and she does have the street smarts to safely get her through any urban jungle of this planet, too.

You can peruse her war credentials here, for a quick overview of the character, if you really, really, really need to: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M%C4%83d%C4%83lina_Diana_Ghenea.

I will just add (and you will have to trust me on this one), a couple of things:

Cynically speaking, she could be a decently plausible beard for S. After all, she did beard for di Caprio (an info I just corroborated over the phone with a friend who is a cinema & TV journalist, back home). Problem is, a woman like this is way over budget. I am afraid The Boy doesn't qualify, bless his heart: too meh for her eclectic, but high-end tastes (local cardboard millionaires, Bulgarian tennis players of the light mafioso type, Philipp Plein, Italian TV beaux and yup, Gerard Butler - but it did not end amicably, enough said). You have to understand that woman saw it all and she won't settle for a pap walk in the pishing drizzle of GLA, or even NY. This one knows perfectly well diamonds are a girl's best friend. And if you doubt me, maybe you won't doubt her, when she declared three days ago for the Daily Fail something along these lines:

[source, LOL: https://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-12681539/EDEN-CONFIDENTIAL-Sexiest-woman-world-Madalina-Ghenea-yearns-real-man-stealing-hearts-Leonardo-DiCaprio-Gerard-Butler-Michael-Fassbender.html]

Read my lips: not going to happen. Not in a million years, not even for the sake of the fucking Narrative. Not even on a desert island. Never. Nuh-oh. No way.

At any rate, if God knows what sick plot twist happens, you'll learn it here first, probably: the Romanian gossip press would put to shame poor Deux Moi, with its needlessly chatty, exuberant, salaciously detailed style.

So I will say again here what I did say in a comment to an Anon who brought it up first @bat-cat-reader's :

TERMINAȚI CU TÂMPENIILE. Which is simply translated as CUT THE CRAP.

Of course.

[nocturnalazure]

URL Song Tag

I was tagged by @anamoon63, thank you so much!

Unfortunately for y'all, I have a long username... and very eclectic tastes. :P

N - No Diggity - Blackstreet feat. Dr. Dre

O - Overdrive - Ofenbach

C - Cornflake Boy (Solomun Vocal Remix) - Marbert Rocel

T - To Build a Home - The Cinematic Orchestra

U - Un gelato al limon - Paolo Conte

R - River Flows in You - Yiruma

N - No Good - The Prodigy

A - Alright - Jain

L - Levitating - Dua Lipa

A - A Sound That Only You Can Hear - K's Choice

Z - Zombie - The Cranberries

U - Uncharted - Kensington

R - Reasons I Drink - Alanis Morissette

E - Eyes on Fire - Blue Foundation

These are from different periods of my life. Most of them mean something to me, one way or another. Some are just songs that I happen to like. :)

Tagging @nekrophoria, @danjaley, @bool-prop, @wannabecatwriter, @greenplumbboblover, @hancyan, @yorithesims, @sweetpyxels and @echoweaver

[dgtn]

Hi!!!! What are your current favourite songs? 🎶

Hi luv! Thank you for the ask! So my music taste is very very eclectic and all over the place!

Let’s start with the BTS songs or solo songs from them that are currently seeing a lot of play from me 🥰

Angel Part 1

Face - Off

Set Me Free

My Universe

Wake Up

Yet to Come

Life Goes On

Amygdala

Idol

Mikrokosmos

Ok….now on to not BTS songs….

Paradise by Coldplay

Overdrive by Conan Gray

Maniac by Conan Gray

Drink Up by Train

Fooled Around And Fell in Love remake

Sugar by Maren Morris

Gunpowder and Lead by Miranda Lambert

Cheers by Rihanna

DNA by K Flay

Ordinary World by Duran Duran

Super Bass by Nicki Minaj

Anything by Carrie Underwood, The Script, one Republic

Ok, there you go! Of course there is much more on my playlist but I tried to think of the ones that get replayed every time they come on 💜💜💜. And it’ll change by next week 😂😂😂

[green-wiv-envy]

What went wrong with Depop

I remember the first items I bought on Depop. It was back in 2017, actually before I had developed an interest in sustainability. I had just dropped out of university and was working part-time at a local pub. It wasn’t a great time in my life to say the least.

It became a bit of an outlet. For a shopaholic like me, branded items being sold for a fraction of their original price was a no-brainer, and was pivotal in getting me over my aversion to second-hand clothing.

I would see items in shops and think to myself “I’ll just wait six months and buy it for cheap on Depop”. It’s how I got my Topshop Hurricane snake print boots. It saved my hide when I bought some ASOS shoes in the wrong size and then they ran out of the right size, only to stumble across them later on the app.

I didn’t just use it to purchase high street items; Depop was the first time I dipped my toes into the waters of vintage clothing and I found some real bargains on there (although the stench of stale cigarette smoke on the floral maxi skirt I ordered still remains in my nostrils to this day). I found a genuine leather white mini skirt and a Burberry trench (although perhaps that should be third-hand as the seller had purchased it from a vintage clothing store).

I personally never sold on Depop, as I found it was only really the sellers who committed to selling their items (and usually keeping a steady flow of new stock) or those whose items adhered to a tightly curated aesthetic. The layout of Depop is very similar to that of Instagram, and having items in the same style, colour or brand is pleasing to the eye and increases the likelihood of shoppers following the seller (and thus receiving notifications of new items to sell). This approach was much more successful than the sellers with eclectic mix that honestly represented the cast-offs of their wardrobe. Many of the items I bought were a casual seller’s first ever sale, despite usually having around a dozen on offer.

This was not a problem in the beginning- at least not from a shopper’s perspective anyway. But it was a sign of troubles to come.

Those who realised there was money to be made by reselling second-hand items sourced from charity shops (not an inherently wrong thing in my opinion, but a somewhat controversial in sustainability circles online due to the allegation that this denies low-cost clothing to those in a local community who most need it) went into overdrive, hiking up their prices.

The magic word was ‘y2k’, a banner under which anything could be sold for £20 and above, creeping close to the original RRP or sometimes surpassing it!

The app became increasingly challenging to navigate. For maximum visibility sellers would list just a blurb of tags regardless of whether they were relevant; a Topshop skirt manufactured and sold in 2013 could simultaneously be tagged ’90s’ and ’00s’ when the skirt itself frankly bore no resemblance to the clothing of either decade. Brand names would just be used for the sake of increasing their chances of appearing in search results. The rise of even faster fashion brands in the late 2010s became increasingly omnipresent, lowering the overall quality of the items on sale.

So when Vinted launched in the UK, I immediately signed up. At the initial stage the app was pretty glitchy; it would only show a few dozen items and then was unable to download more and at one point was entirely in French. But it soon came to find its footing and since then has firmly established itself amongst young people in the UK. I erroneously assumed that Vinted was a relatively new company, but actually it was founded in Lithuania in 2008 and has since expanded into over a dozen other countries.

It would be fantasy to pretend that Vinted is a shining city on the hill- Shein and its ilk are arguably just as prevalent as they are on Depop (with the small caveat that sellers aren’t charging nearly as much) but its search engine and filters are much better than Depop’s. The layout of the website and the range of items sold bear more resemblance to the early days of eBay (before it became an Amazon copycat dominated by mass-produced new items sold by large companies). I also suspect it will follow a similar trajectory to Depop, starting out as a cheap, sustainable and user-friendly platform that is ultimately undone by its popularity, with sellers asking for unreasonable items for low-quality products leading to a migration to whatever new reselling platform senses an opportunity. But for now, I enjoy Vinted as much as I once did Depop (and perhaps more than is good for my bank account).

[nenekiribookwyrm]

Gardens of Vextro is such a neat concept!

Gardens of Vextro is a game anthology with the conceit that the devs are using the entries before their games as inspiration for what that game is going to be about. This is something I haven’t seen done before and it created a really cool collection of eclectic games that all brought something different to the table. Here’s a quick rundown on those games and some of the stuff I liked or was affected by in them. You should also check the games out for yourself at: https://vextro.itch.io/gardens-of-vextro 

Buried Flower: You know I love me a good Twine game and I was delighted at the way a single choice persisting throughout the full playthrough was able to add a creeping tension until the final scene when I felt that final line rubberband snap me back. 

Labyrinths: I think looking back, this was the game that scared me the most. The way in which it is structured hints at the chaos of a mind that sounds close enough to insecurities I could see myself trapped in if I could walk through endless dreams of the past. 

The Aleph Hustle: I loved all the unexplained techno babble in this story. It felt the most cyberpunk out of the bunch just from the context clues I could make out. Even so, I felt like I could follow along with the general idea of what was being explored even without the full definitions of the words. I remember specifically freaking out about the text file and thinking that if I wrote something in it, something would happen. Safe to say I was fully immersed if I wrote “I am you and you are me. Free me from this prison.”

Make Like a Tree: The game that got me to laugh the most. I was blown away by how the beginning of the game felt like it was going in one direction and then when the second half kicks in, it goes into overdrive. Triangle Man is just a cool sprite as well. 

Another reverie: Another of the games that affected me deeply while playing. I’ve been on a kick of writing scenes that include sunsets for years now, subconsciously mind you, but I felt right at home in this deeply intimate discussion between two friends having to leave their imagined fantasy. Reality can be just as good, but you’ve gotta work for it. That work is easier with folks to help ya and this game’s dialogue is gonna stick with me for a while for sure. 

Wet Cemetery: I love the style of this game and the way I can feel the strain of the voiced characters through the descriptions of the rooms as you move through them. There’s hope between the old memories of past lovers and the present terror of taking care of your chronic illness. A future that is uncertain, but possible. I’m glad that was able to be shared. 

Wellness Related Time: I’m gonna be honest and say that this was probably my favorite game out of the bunch. The way that it pops off when the first spell is cast is incredibly hype. I’m also a sucker for unique magic systems and the way in which the dev brought in the flower theme was really cool. The little title card when a new flower was introduced having their latin name in smaller text underneath was such a cool touch. The use of sound effects and images really helps the story to pop as well. It’s pretty rare that a visual novel has hooked me so thoroughly with wanting to see what happens next like this one did. There was a specific moment where I was hooting and hollering and that’s always going to be something I’m excited to experience.

Pangea’s Error: I’m a big fan of Sraëka’s games already so I went into this game with a little background on the kinds of games they tend to make. Once I figured out the conceit of how to move around the map, I was fully in. I spent a good chunk of time playing this one just exploring the world and looking for cool new swords. The fact that I was able to use the color of the houses to help me keep track of where I had been and explore further is a testament to how well the map comes together. I’m notoriously bad at being able to find my way around when traveling IRL so having various natural landmarks to help me move around was a big help. I don’t know if I found the ending, but I don’t think that would have been the point. The journey across the land was the story I ended up telling and when I stopped at the castle that branched in 4 directions, I felt accomplished with my collection of 7 swords and the tales they were attached to. Now I’d be a part of the swords journey as well. Would the next wielder know of my journey? Hard to say, really. Also, all the names of the swords were amazing.  

One last note is that the full download includes director’s commentary from the devs for each of the games and that was a huge part of elevating the experience for me. It was a nice treat for me to read the commentary after I played the game and compare and contrast what I took away from playing versus what they may have intended when designing. 

[chrisryanspeaks]

Model Child's 'Get There!': Danny Parker's Dance-Pop Masterpiece Embraces NYC's Raw Energy

Danny Parker, known for his successful career as a pop songwriter for icons like Kylie Minogue, Britney Spears, and Shawn Mendes, showcases his true passion in his dance-pop project, Model Child. His second album under this moniker, titled ‘Get There!’, has just been released via Pop Can Records. Parker elaborates on the album's inspiration, explaining, "In late 2021, I was living in New York City, feeling pretty isolated and disconnected. I was looking for something to slingshot me out of my lonesome introspection and back into the arms of the world. I thought, what better way to do that than to make a dance record? I holed up in a studio in Dumbo with producer Rusty Santos and a rotating cast of musicians, and over the course of 10 days, we made Get There!. The whole approach was to embrace whatever happened in that time and space and just roll with it. Be cool with messy takes, write down the first thing that pops into your head, don’t overthink it. Listening now, I hear so much of NYC in the record—the unpredictable rhythm of everyday life, the people coming and going, the emptiness I was feeling, and the longing to not feel so empty. It’s a very American strategy to look for happiness everywhere outside of yourself. I can’t say that I’ve left behind my loneliness and arrived at a place of true connection, but I do believe it’s something we can all continue striving for together." The Model Child sound is a dynamic blend of punk, art rock, indie, and electronic influences, reminiscent of acts like Talking Heads and Fischerspooner. This eclectic style has evolved over the years, especially after Parker ventured into pop songwriting. His work in the pop industry, co-writing hits for major artists, sharpened his skills but also reinforced his desire to create music that transcends commercial constraints. "Get There!" embodies Parker's desire to reconnect with the world and capture the spontaneous energy of his creative process. Tracks like "Headlights" and "Overdrive" exemplify the album's vibrant and raw approach. "Headlights" is a high-energy rock song with shades of early Phoenix and The Strokes, capturing the feeling of being overwhelmed yet exhilarated. "Overdrive" starts off delicately before building into an anthemic declaration, mirroring Parker's own journey of finding salvation through music. The album title, "Get There!", reflects the frenetic energy of New York City and the broader American drive for constant movement and self-improvement. However, it also critiques this relentless pursuit, urging listeners to find contentment and connection beyond the chaos. Parker's work on "Get There!" highlights his ability to blend introspective lyrics with danceable beats, creating an album that is both deeply personal and universally relatable. It’s a testament to his artistic growth and his commitment to exploring the full spectrum of his musical talents. Stream it below: Read the full article

[audiofuzz]

Model Child's 'Get There!': Danny Parker's Dance-Pop Masterpiece Embraces NYC's Raw Energy

Danny Parker, known for his successful career as a pop songwriter for icons like Kylie Minogue, Britney Spears, and Shawn Mendes, showcases his true passion in his dance-pop project, Model Child. His second album under this moniker, titled ‘Get There!’, has just been released via Pop Can Records. Parker elaborates on the album's inspiration, explaining, "In late 2021, I was living in New York City, feeling pretty isolated and disconnected. I was looking for something to slingshot me out of my lonesome introspection and back into the arms of the world. I thought, what better way to do that than to make a dance record? I holed up in a studio in Dumbo with producer Rusty Santos and a rotating cast of musicians, and over the course of 10 days, we made Get There!. The whole approach was to embrace whatever happened in that time and space and just roll with it. Be cool with messy takes, write down the first thing that pops into your head, don’t overthink it. Listening now, I hear so much of NYC in the record—the unpredictable rhythm of everyday life, the people coming and going, the emptiness I was feeling, and the longing to not feel so empty. It’s a very American strategy to look for happiness everywhere outside of yourself. I can’t say that I’ve left behind my loneliness and arrived at a place of true connection, but I do believe it’s something we can all continue striving for together." The Model Child sound is a dynamic blend of punk, art rock, indie, and electronic influences, reminiscent of acts like Talking Heads and Fischerspooner. This eclectic style has evolved over the years, especially after Parker ventured into pop songwriting. His work in the pop industry, co-writing hits for major artists, sharpened his skills but also reinforced his desire to create music that transcends commercial constraints. "Get There!" embodies Parker's desire to reconnect with the world and capture the spontaneous energy of his creative process. Tracks like "Headlights" and "Overdrive" exemplify the album's vibrant and raw approach. "Headlights" is a high-energy rock song with shades of early Phoenix and The Strokes, capturing the feeling of being overwhelmed yet exhilarated. "Overdrive" starts off delicately before building into an anthemic declaration, mirroring Parker's own journey of finding salvation through music. The album title, "Get There!", reflects the frenetic energy of New York City and the broader American drive for constant movement and self-improvement. However, it also critiques this relentless pursuit, urging listeners to find contentment and connection beyond the chaos. Parker's work on "Get There!" highlights his ability to blend introspective lyrics with danceable beats, creating an album that is both deeply personal and universally relatable. It’s a testament to his artistic growth and his commitment to exploring the full spectrum of his musical talents. Stream it below: Read the full article

[musicarenagh]

New Jersey’s Finest: The Local 12 Shines on ‘Abandon’ You know how it is with debut albums - there's just this buzz of excitement around them. And when it's an alt-rock album, that anticipation kicks into overdrive. That's exactly the vibe with "Abandon" by these guys called The Local 12 from New Jersey. From the minute it kicks off, this record just plunges you straight into their unique, multi-layered rock sound. "Abandon" just nails that alt-rock essence while still feeling fresh and distinctive. It opens up with "Wave At The Window" which sets this really upbeat, melodic tone with the lyrics telling a little story. But then the smooth piano solo and electrifying guitar riff come in and add all these cool layers. Hooks you in right away. The next track "Godforsaken" shows off how seamlessly these guys can blend genres. The lyrics are very cinematic and the music has the bar just completely vibing between jazz, film score vibes, and trippy sound design. The vocals are on point and the sound production is top-notch. Through the whole album, The Local 12 keeps their sound super diverse. Tracks like "King of Small Time" bring in this funky groove while "Hitchhiker's Guide" takes you into this mellow, psych-rock space that's giving major '70s prog-rock nostalgia. Every song brings something a little different to the table so you stay engaged and surprised. They give off this nostalgic feeling that'll remind you of iconic bands like Blur, Nirvana, and Steely Dan. But they're distinctly their own vibe too which is what makes their potential so exciting. As the album keeps going, they don't let up on impressing you with how versatile they are. The closing track "Stranded" starts as this poignant ballad but then evolves into this massive, uplifting anthem pulling together piano, guitar, strings - all while the lyrics hit you right in the feels. One thing that really struck me about this album is how cohesive the theme of abandonment ties everything together. Whether it's a relationship ending, feeling isolated, or a personal transformation - The Local 12 explores all these different shades of that experience. Adds so much extra depth and resonance. The Local 12 is Dave Iannucci, Dan Ream, Pat Ream, and Eric Bailey - they formed in 2018 but you can hear their tight chemistry and passion for music all over "Abandon". The rich arrangements and emotive vocal delivery show how dedicated they are to their craft. Long story short, The Local 12's debut "Abandon" is an outstanding alt-rock album that showcases their eclectic style and serious musical talent. With its contrasting haunting melodies and driving rock anthems plus the thoughtful lyrics, it's a must-listen for any rock fan. They set that bar high with "Abandon" which just makes me psyched to hear what they'll do next. Listen to Abandon https://open.spotify.com/album/7JnhICf1Ed66JoEEpSaIgZ Follow The Local 12 on Facebook Spotify Youtube Instagram

[84reedsy]

Any songs you've been obsessed with lately?

Why yes! I tend to mostly listen to music in a mildly obsessive way, so not a lot of casual listening going on here lol

My muisc tastes are typically pretty eclectic, but every few years, I get into a country groove, so those are in the rotation lately.

Tennessee Whiskey - Chris Stapleton

If I Believe You - The 1975

Snooze - SZA

Hurricane- Luke Combs

Love Without You - Darius Rucker (thanks prev anon!)

Protect Her - Sabrina Claudio

Novacaine - The Band Camino

Overdrive - Post Malone

Don't Stop Believin' - Teddy Swims

Rock and a Hard Place - Bailey Zimmerman

I could go on... but I'll stop lol

[plungermusic]

Fuck me, Fuck The Algorithm is fucking fucked-up …

… in a fucking good way, obviously. 

Eclectic is an over used term in music reviews: usually merely indicating that a country/Americana act strays occasionally into CSNY territory, or a blues outfit manage at least once to leaven their relentless Chicago dumpa-dumpa-dumpa-dumpa with a splash of NOLA syncopation … 

And there’s nothing wrong with either of those, but in the eight tracks of manic, maniacal, genre-mangling mash-ups of Fuck The Algorithm Mango Thomas redefines ‘eclectic’ as an ADHD chameleon on acid in a kaleidoscope during a laser-strobe light-show.

The opening track alone, Pjunkle, careens between a blizzard of high-speed machine drum, guitar and incandescently furious growled vox, and Eastern-spiced spacey electronica interlaced with lithe bass lines, burbling synths and melodic harmonised guitar… via a metal-cum-drum’n’bass maelstrom. Oh yeah, plus a closing ferocious excoriation of the www.

Musically that pretty much sets the template (of there being no template) for what comes after: a relentlessly-grinding deconstructed boogie opens Punk Bitch, breaking down to a beats-and-Parklife-on-steroids rap interspersed with fusiony guitar squiggles and playfully venomous music-hall psychedelia; a surprisingly stonery laid-back late-night jazz passage from electric piano and loose-limbed drums gives way first to minimalist jamband death metal twin-guitar lines, then a double-speed pogoing anthem, before a hanging close reprise of the ‘stoner jazz’ piano… 

Hypnotically deep trancefloor bass, bubbling marimba-like accents and textured string synths underpin the increasingly urgent mantra of Whaddya Want, which canters (via some nice 80s samples and a Moroderesque hook) into a wall of melodic prog-fusion guitar and tricksy timings, ending in a staccato, punchy dead-stop.

Headlock almost convinces you it’s just the one thing: the complex percussive techno banger runs nearly half its 4-plus minutes with no more quirks beyond a bit of rapping and an occasional (very accomplished) noodling fretless bass… until that bass line returns in a full-on rendition augmented with guitar and increasingly abandoned multi-voice wordless “Na, na, na-na”s sounding like a terrace-chant Bond theme, rising to a wild peak.

As with Mango Thomas Goes De.EP his previous release, Fuck The Algorithm includes a trio of mini-tracks: Did You Mean’s spoken voice/SFX humorous rant against the Siri-tyranny of patronising suggestions; #fuckthealgorithm, a reprise of the polemic from Pjunkle set over a rather Hawkindish interstellar overdrive start-up; and Frosty Mornings, which actually does stick to its single groove of smoothly-swaying soully electric piano, heartbeat pulse rhythms and lush synth strings (although the swirling modulation, panning and phasing add an unexpected off-kilter spacey edge).

By seven tracks in, we’re all Mango Thomas veterans now, so Algorithms’ light and airy acoustic picking and mellow folky troubadour vox-led ‘love song’ aren’t fooling anybody… sure enough, the expected Oi-meets-Nu-Metal explosion of syn-drum and gutsy guitar heralds a blokey belted-out “We’re all algorithms” denunciation of the foregoing syrupy delusions, topped with very Frippish atonal guitar and a deconstructed brassy jazz-funk finale.

Now, this might all sound like a recipe for disaster, or at least a cacophonous dog’s dinner, and in the hands of someone less adept it could well be... but Mango Thomas pulls the feat off with considerable aplomb. Fuck The Algorithm is one of a handful of home-grown albums that has had me grooving and grinning simultaneously and, even more rare, laughing out loud at its invention, audacity and sheer joyous insanity. It’s fucking brilliant!

Oh yeah, almost forgot…

*****PARENTAL GUIDANCE*****

... both for the album and this review!

First single Pjunkle will be available to stream from 9th February 2024 (with subsequent releases following every 2 months) - click here for links to pre-save singles, buy the album, merch, and much more: https://linktr.ee/mangothomasmusic/

[ropeadope]

New Music | Olli Hirvonen

Guitarist Olli Hirvonen leans into the roots of Americana to tailor his Nordic sound on his new trio recording, Kielo

The guitar is an instrument capable of expression in myriad ways. From the roots twang to the distorted overdrive, the guitar is the perfect vehicle for the delivery of the strikingly eclectic music of Olli Hirvonen. His new recording, Kielo, finds Hirvonen and his longstanding trio of Marty Kenney and Nathan Ellman-Bell focusing on the myriad possibilities inherent in the six strings, especially as the Nordic ethereality of the leader’s music becomes more and more enmeshed in the roots sounds of his adopted home in the United States.

Hirvonen’s guitar sound has its roots in his origins in Finland, where he was able to soak up the Nordic flavors of jazz, progressive rock, and metal. After finishing his studies at the Sibelius Academy in Helsinki, Hirvonen moved to New York City in 2011 to study at the Manhattan School of Music, where received his master’s degree. He since has made New York his home and has found opportunities as a freelance musician, but most notably as a member of Brian Krock’s bands, Big Heart Machine and Liddle.

The most enduring partnerships that Hirvonen created have been with the members of his trio, bassist Marty Kenney and drummer Nathan Ellman-Bell. Hirvonen assembled the trio in 2014, first playing straight ahead jazz but then delving further and further into improv and noise, where they really forged a bond and musical trust.

During the lockdown that was brought on by the Covid-19 pandemic, Hirvonen began to plot a new recording. He decided to focus on the trio, as they were the core of Hirvonen’s last two recordings, New Helsinki (2017) and Displace (2019).

Hirvonen also wanted to focus on the breadth of the guitar’s expression, including adding some slide guitar, an instrument he had been experimenting with since the beginning of the pandemic, and Kenney’s Fender Bass VI, a thin necked six string bass guitar that is tuned an octave below a normal guitar. The sound of the Bass VI provided a certain Americana sounds associated with country and alternative music, which had been gaining more ground in Hirvonen’s sound identity.

Kielo by Olli Hirvonen

For the recording, Hirvonen wanted to get his group together in a single room without separation, just playing together without headphones and recording to analog tape to achieve a live, more full sound (a vinyl edition of Kielo will be available). Having not written much during the height of the pandemic, Hirvonen wrote the entire program for Kielo in the month and a half leading up to the recording. The trio came together in January 2022 at the Bunker Studio in Williamsburg, Brooklyn.

The recording begins with the title track. Its simple folk-like melody provides a melancholy but warm soundscape to set an ambiance for the program. Inspired by one of the best ensembles melding jazz and Americana, namely the Brian Blade Fellowship, “Erode” is a perfect example of improvisation coming together with slow-burn shoe gaze rock. “Outline” is characterized by quiet intensity created by the interplay between muted bass and the guitar, taking inspiration from author Rachel Cusk’s trilogy of novels of the same name. The feel of Baroque counterpoint inspires “Current,” a piece that uses Bach as a starting point before blossoming into a spacious indie rock vibe.

“Placeholder” is a pointillistic palate cleanser that builds and builds around Ellman-Bells’s insistent drumming. Originally inspired by singer-songwriter Cassandra Jenkins, the heavy feel of “Lento” is laden by a counterpoint of a descending bass line fusing with the guitar and a dynamic guitar solo feature. Hirvonen channels the dread of the pandemic years into “Unceasing,” his yearning slide guitar crying over the tune’s ominous harmonies. The recording concludes with a cover of Big Thief’s “Vegas,” a piece Hirvonen fell in love with after performing it at a friend’s wedding. Here his open tuning leads to a lush, vast panorama of guitar and Bass VI, ending the recording on a positive note.

The music that Olli Hirvonen makes is indebted to sounds that he absorbed from his youth in Finland. The Nordic feel that he brought from Europe has now been merged with the Americana influences of his new home, leading to the wonderful, earthy sound that can be heard on Hirvonen’s new recording, Kielo.

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Eclectic Overdrive is proud to present Damo Suzuki (CAN 1970-1973)’s first show back in the United States in 12 years, and his first and only show ever in Florida. This will be occurring on at Mana Contemporary’s 777 International Mall in Miami (145 E Flagler St Miami, Fl 33131) on October 26th, 2019, starting at 7:00pm. 

We will also be presenting the Abbey Rader Quartet with Abbey Rader, John McMinn, Noah Brandmark, and Kyle Motl at Churchill’s Pub on October 30th, 2019 with a plethora of local talent. 

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The Lions Den

Mafia!Namjoon x Poker Dealer!Jenny

Genre: Mafia!AU, Smut, Fluff, Angst

Chapter 10.

Warnings: Smut, Blood, Guns, Knives, Excessive Cursing, Excessive Alcohol Intake, Smoking (Cigarettes and Cigars), Mental Health Issues

Warnings In This Chapter: Fondling, Degradation (Slut, Cum Slut, Whore) , Sir Kink, Possessive!Namjoon, Cunnilingus, Spitting, Stripping, Use Of A Riding Crop, Hair Pulling, Spanking, Use Of A Sex Swing, Praise, Mentions Of The Color System, Use Of Butt Plug, Unprotected Sex, Tit Slapping, Fellatio, Face Fucking, Cum Swallowing, Blood, Gorey Descriptions, Cut Body Parts

A/N: Shout out to @xjoonchildx​ and @ladyartemesia​ for beta-ing this and rooting me on 

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Sequel to The Bird Cage

Cold sheets were normal for Namjoon throughout the years. Now though, his sheets were always warm in the morning. Flipping over with a grumble, his hand runs over cold sheets. He whines loudly, head pulsing with dehydration from last night's liquor. "Baby girl?" He grumbles, voice still laced with sleep as he shakes out his blonde mullet. Lifting his head, he blinks his bleary eyes before groaning. Hand coming to his forehead he sits up before looking around his empty room. "Babe?" He calls before peeking into the open bathroom. 

Hearing talking in the hallway his head turns towards the door, his hand shoving the see through black canopy from around the bed as the wooden door begins to creep open. "Yeah! I'm going to get ready for work now!" Jenny says happily as she steps into the room. 

"Namjoon?" He hears Y/N call to him, he sits up on his knees before bowing his head to her. He grabs the pillow before placing it over his bare lower body. Y/N peeks in Minseok sitting cutely in her arms as she smiles. "Watch over Jenny today, hmm? I'm staying home today. I have morning sickness." Y/N calls to him as Jenny smiles warmly, the silk robe Namjoon bought her covering her marked body beautifully. 

"Yes ma'am. You got it." He tells her as she winks at Jenny.

"Kitten! Breakfast!" He hears Jimin yell, Y/N closes the door as Minseok waves at Jenny putting his face to his mother's shoulder.

Jenny holds up two cups of coffee before smiling at her boyfriend. "Morning." Namjoon whispers to her, deep set dimples appearing as he smiles at her pretty face. 

She hands him his cup of coffee before leaning against the bedpost. Her free hand wraps the black drapes around the post before leaning in to kiss him. "Morning." He chuckles sweetly against her lips before running his thumb over the apple of her cheek. 

Leaning back his hands tug at the silk before kissing over her jaw. "How's your ass?" He asks before lifting the silk robe. 

Jenny turns around to let him see her in her entirety. His hands run over her reddened ass skin, before kissing the globes of her ass tenderly. 

"You going to be okay for tonight?" He asks his woman as she turns back around to him. She kneels on the bed, brown hair falling over her shoulders. 

"Yes, Sir." She whispers before biting her bottom lip. 

Namjoon chuckles before sipping his coffee. "Now that's my baby girl." He mumbles over the porcelain lip. He smiles widely, eyes opening for a fraction of a second before running his hand over her bare thigh. His head turns to the newly installed sex swing in the corner of his room. Jenny sets down her coffee in the morning lit room before laying her head on his chest. His lips run over her hairline before smirking to himself. "What would I have done if I didn't go all in at the poker table?" He mumbles outwardly before untying her silk robe. She giggles as he lays her down before sipping his coffee.

"Let's get you ready for work." 

Namjoon finds Jenny's work outfit incredibly sexy. There's something about knowing that underneath her grey work pants and grey suit jacket that her body has his markings all over her that sends him into overdrive. He's never felt such a strong attachment for a woman before. Here he is, in the bathroom as she fixes her long ponytail, and he just can't keep his hands off of this woman. His lips brushing over the nape of her neck as she giggles quietly. "Mmm." He whispers before dipping his hand underneath her crisp white work shirt.

"Fuck, you're perfect." He whispers, grabbing at her clothed breast. His hand squeezes and rolls her breast as her body presses back into his. Her breath is hitched, a gentle hiss escaping her perfectly shaped lips as her head lolls back on his shoulder. "If I was to just open up one more button of this shirt, everyone would see who you belong to. Isn't that right, baby girl?" He mutters into her ear, his breath fanning her face as her fingers run through his mullet. 

"Yes, Sir." Her gentle tone makes his lower body react, growing erection pressing hard into her supple ass as he rolls his hips. "You're so fucking perfect, baby. I can't keep my hands off your greedy little body." 

His hand dips down the front of her pants, "You're going to pop the button again." His girlfriend reminds him as his large hand pushes past the front of her thong. He ignores her words, kissing down the column of her throat. His fingers spread her bare lips, middle finger sliding over her cunt. "Look how easy it is for me to get your pretty little pussy in my hand. You're such an eager little slut for me." His dirty words make her chest rise up in his hand. With a gentle squeeze he groans against her soft skin.

"Baby girl is getting so wet, just from my fingers, hmm? Your dirty little cunt is so horny for it." His teeth nip playfully as her hands fall from her ponytail. His middle finger gathers her essence before rubbing small circles on her engorging clit. "Look at yourself in the mirror." He instructs her as he rubs his erection to her ass. 

She looks in the mirror, cheeks tinged pink with arousal. Lips parted as he rubs lazily on her bundle of nerves. "You see how much of a little slut you are? So ready to get fucked out when you should be getting ready for work? Hmm? What does that say about you?" He seethes through his teeth as his cheek brushes again hers as their eyes lock through the reflective surface.

"That I'm Sirs little cum slut." She mumbles, he hums rubbing harder circles against her clit. Her legs become weak, pressing into him with all her strength as he holds her up. "Say it again." He tells her as his pupils begin to blow out with lust.

His fingers pull down the cup of her bra, running his fingertips over the hardening peak of her nipple. "I'm Sirs little cum slut." She whimpers as he pinches her sensitive nipple.

"That's right. You're a little cum slut. MY cum slut." Pressing her into the porcelain counter, the button of her pants comes flying off and he chuckles to himself before pulling down her pants. 

"Joon-" Jenny whines gently. 

"Shut up." He mumbles before pulling away from her lower half. He digs into his pants pocket before producing his phone. He unlocks it, fingers still groping at her breast as he does so. 

"What're you doing?" She asks quietly as he presses the phone between his ear and shoulder. 

"Step out." He instructs as he bends down, pushing her pants down to her ankles. His eyes roam over her marked ass. His lips traipse over the skin. 

"Rina." He says as the acting manager of the casino picks up.

His fingertips run over the smooth skin of her inner thighs before spreading her pussy lips from behind. Lewdly staring, he groans gently before licking a flat stripe over her cunt. "Jenny is going to be late for work. She doesn't feel so good right now." He tells Jenny's boss before pulling the phone away from his ear. He spits on her weeping pussy, watching her body twitch as she presses her lips together into a straight line.

 "Yeah she's got a bug or something. I'll bring her over when she feels a bit better." He tells her, his dimples coming out to play as he grins devilishly. "Of course, I'll certainly take care of her."

Throwing the phone down on the counter, his hand pulls her out of the bathroom. Sitting down on the spacious bed, his legs spread before lazily leaning back on his hands. The normality for these two was something special. Jenny on her knees, eyes to the floor and Joon above her. But today, today was different. "Strip for me, slut." Jenny stops for a second, eyes flitting to his before swallowing thickly.

"You were good at it in America. Do it here. For me. Now." He watches her shift uncomfortably, eyes hardening over at her small form. “Joon-”

She hears the rapping of his fingers impatiently on the sheets before he’s tilting his head. “Do you want to be punished, baby girl?” He questions as he crosses his legs. 

“No, Sir.” Meek and feeble is her voice as she begins to unbutton her grey fitted suit jacket. He hums appreciatively as she drops the article of clothing onto the floor. Her small hands begin to unbutton her white dress shirt before Namjoon clicks his teeth. “Come, baby girl.” He pats his lap and her footsteps are silent as she approaches. Straddling him, his hands run over her bare thighs, fingertips kneading at the smooth skin before smirking. 

“Go on.” He whispers as she slowly undoes the shirt revealing her marked skin. Taking a sharp breath between his teeth, his nostrils flare as she rolls her hips over his thighs. “This is how you made your money in your country?” He whispers as he pushes the shirt off of her shoulders. 

She whimpers gently as his warm hands run up her bare sides, “Sexy little thing like you.” He whispers before tilting his head, his blonde hair falling into his eyes as he puts his index finger underneath her chin to lift her gaze to his. “Sexy little thing like you needs to be disciplined for showing your skin to men that weren’t me.” She shivers in his grasp as his chocolate irises stare at hers.

“Take off your bra.” He commands calmly before pinching her sides gently.

Doing as told, her gaze falls to his crotch below her. Erection growing and pressing against his briefs as she unhooks her bra. He hums appreciatively, thumbs raking over her hard nipples. “Do you love me Jenny?” He asks quietly and her gaze snaps to his. With a small smile she nods wrinkling her nose and his eyes widen for a fraction of a second as he smiles. 

“Then you’ll take everything I give you without complaint then. Isn’t that right?” He asks before leaning in. “Yes, Sir.” She whispers as his lips press to hers softly.

“Go to the drawer.” He mutters against her lips and her breath hitches in her throat. Rising slowly, she looks at him again before nodding. The walk is short but each step is demure and calculated. Grabbing at the lions head handles she waits for his words with her head lowered.

“You still have to go to work so we’ll choose the riding crop for today.” He tells her before standing up. 

Opening the drawer, she pulls out the familiar riding crop. The scent of high end leather invades her nostrils as a hard knock comes at the door. "Kneel by the bed, baby girl." Joon instructs before tugging at her ponytail as he walks by. His thigh muscles catch her attention. Thick and straining with every step that has her pussy clenching around nothing as she kneels by the bed. 

"Kim Namjoon!" Y/N yells through the door. Leaning against the doorframe calmly, he cracks the bedroom door open before smiling down at the woman he's grown to adore over the years. 

"Yes ma'am." He calls dutifully as she narrows her eyes up at his face.

"She has to go to work. Rina says she's sick. You can't just call her out because you want to play wi-" Namjoons smile cuts her off as he nods slowly. 

"She is sick, Y/N. I gotta take care of her, I'm nothing if not a faithful caretaker." He whispers to her. Rolling her eyes, she guffaws gently before folding her arms. 

"Yeah, well you better hurry up." She mumbles before walking down the hallway.

"Oh don't worry. It'll take no time at all." He calls back before shutting the door. Cracking his neck he turns back to his girlfriend. With the riding crop on her bare thighs, her hands hang limply at her sides as she stares down at the hardwood floor. "You see how people need you, baby?" When she doesn't respond a smile begins to spread on his face.

"You may speak." His voice is authoritative as he walks back over to her. 

"I just don't want to get in trouble." Jenny whispers to him, he clicks his teeth before standing behind her. 

"I'll never get you in trouble unless you ask for it." He states before tightening her high ponytail. "Crop." His hand extends over her shoulder and she places it gently before looking down at the ground. 

Smacking the leather tip against his hand, he appreciates the gentle sting before trailing it over her smooth back. "I wanted to wait for tonight to try out our new toy but-" His eyes fall to her thighs, watching her arousal lazily trail towards the hardwood floor. "-I just can't help myself." 

The corners of her lips curl upward as he runs his thumb over the back of her neck. "Up." He instructs before stepping away, his fingers running through his blonde locks. 

Standing up, the marks and small bruises from yesterday's events seem to look even brighter in the dim lighting of his bedroom. Running the leather tips over her marred skin, she shivers gently. "You look so beautiful covered in my marks, baby girl. Only good girls get to be covered like this." Kissing over her shoulder he rears back the riding crop. It whistles in the air before landing on her backside with a sharp snap. 

She gasps gently, eyes fluttering shut as her body stills. Joon hums gently, gliding the smooth leather over the red licked skin before kissing down her neck. "You're so beautiful, baby." He mutters against her warm skin before eyeing the new swing in the corner of the room.

"Get on." He tells her softly before running the riding crop over her thighs as she walks. Her bare hips sway with a small confidence that has his erect cock weeping precum onto his boxers. 

Grabbing the handles, she unsurely hoists herself up on the swing, eyes on his as she puts her feet into the stirrups baring her naked sex to him. Joon takes a sharp breath, eyes widening at how erotic this was. The back band holds Jenny's small form up for comfort and she nods in approval as she lets the handles go. "Fuck, that's hot." He mumbles before running the riding crop over her bare stomach.

The leather is cool against her ever heating skin and she licks her lips as the crop is circled around her nipples. "Fuck." Joon curses before swatting at her breast. A sharp gasp echoes through the room as he steps between her legs. 

"You're so wet." He murmurs, voice enraptured with amusement as he drags the riding crop over her public bone. Swatting the skin, her head lolls back as she moans gently. "Good girl." He praises before dragging the leather over her weeping cunt. 

The black leather becomes drenched in her arousal, his eyes widening as he licks at his lips. She was always so eager, so ready to be good for him. "Look at this." His voice is filled with wonder and he brings the crop to her lips.

"Taste how horny your little cunt gets for me." Her pink lips part for him, light brown orbs staring up at him innocently as she whimpers at the taste. He knows how sweet she tastes, likening it to nothing else in the universe. She was so completely his and it was perfect. His fingers drift over her chest, the pads of his fingertips running over her hardened nipples as she moans gently. 

The leather makes a pop as he pulls it out of her mouth. He runs the leather over her pert nipples before smacking the skin. Her back bows, whimpers emitting from her as her skin sings from the sting.

"What are your colors, baby girl?" Joon asks gently as he swats the riding crop against her sodden cunt. She moans loudly, eyes connecting to his, "Red for stop. Yellow for slow down and green for okay." 

Joon nods before stepping away from his girlfriend, watching her body splayed in the air for him. He opens up the drawer of toys before pulling out her favorite butt plug. They had just upgraded to a bigger size and he always finds his pleasure reaching new levels with this woman. Grabbing the bottle of lube, he holds out the tapered plug before raising his eyebrows at her.

She squirms in delight, hands running over her bare thighs with anticipation. "Horny little cum slut." He drolls before opening up the cap of the lube. Squeezing it over the plug, the thick liquid runs in rivets over the metal material. She whimpers his name as he steps between her legs again. Lubed up fingers running over her ring of tight muscle. "Who do you belong to?" He asks gently as he enters a finger into her ass. 

She moans gently, hands gripping at the handles of the swing before looking at his strained erection within his briefs. "You, Sir. Only yours." Another finger enters before stretching her ass open for the plug.

Bending down his tongue licks playfully at her swollen clit. Her thigh muscles tremble with glee as she moans his name. "Little slut wants every hole to be filled." Joon whispers before pulling his fingers from her. He presses the plug to her, watching her ring of muscle tighten at the intrusion and he raises an eyebrow as he looks up at her. 

Suckling at her clit, she closes her eyes earning a sharp slap against her inner thigh. "Look at me when I please you, you ungrateful whore." Her eyes snap open, bottom lip tucking between her teeth as he enters the plug into her ass. It stretches wide, a loud moan ricocheting throughout the room as he groans at the sight. 

He fucks her ass with the plug gently, just to hear his name fall from her lips before situating it inside. Licking a flat line over her dripping cunt, her body sags against the weight of the swing. "Sir, it feels so good." She whines to him. He hums in agreement before turning the plug inside of her and suckling at her clit. 

"That's a good girl, baby. You're such a little cum slut for me." He praises before standing back up. Finally pulling down his boxers, he strokes at his hard cock, precum streaming over his knuckles as he tucks his bottom lip between his teeth. 

"You are so fucking hot." He comments to her before running his cock through her soaked folds. His hands grip at her hips, pulling her airborne body closer to his core as he moans. "I could use you like a little cocksleeve, just fuck you for my pleasure and leave you here all day long. Fuck you as many times as I damn well please. Isn’t that right, baby girl?” She nods at his question, back bowing against the comfortable band as he takes his bulbous head against her clit.

He enters her in one swift motion, watching her body sway weightlessly. Both of their mouths falling open as he stretches her pussy wide. With a long groan he places his hands on her hips, stilling inside of her as her pussy adjusts to his size. “Your greedy little cunt is always so willing for my big cock.” He murmurs as she whimpers loudly. His fingers reach around her, gripping at the tail end of the butt plug before pulling out slowly. He begins a steady rhythm fucking her ass as her head lolls back for him.

“Oh, Sir. Fuck!” He can feel her pussy clenching with need as he slaps his hand against her breast. Watching her skin smart for him before pinching her nipple roughly just to see her sensitized skin puff for his pleasure. 

“You’re such a greedy little cum whore. Fuck. So fucking beautiful.” His voice is deeper, lust enrapturing his vocal cords as he leans over her body. His lips envelope her sensitive nipple, her moans ricocheting off of the walls as he suckles sweetly at the skin. Rearing back he grips at the swing ropes before fucking into her with deep motions. Her moans turn to sobs as she begins to babble nonsense in her heady pleasure.

“Oh, Jenny. Fuck.” He mutters, eyes enraptured as his cock disappears into her wet cunt. His thumb and forefinger pinch at her chin and she opens her mouth willingly. His thumb lands on the flat of her tongue, pressing down harshly as he groans. “Suck.” He commands as he fucks her faster. She moans against his digit, the vibration making a shiver run up his spine as he bites his bottom lip.

Slapping her breast once more, her splays her legs open wider the swing accommodating the stretch of her limbs. “You’re so fucking wet, baby girl. Christ. Feels so fucking good.” His tongue licks at his lips as his head lolls back. 

He never had one woman for long and this woman he wanted to keep around forever. “Fuck. I love you.” He mumbles before stilling within her. Her eyes widen up at him and he puts his hand to his forehead before chuckling. The first time he says those words to her and it has to be during a filthy romp before work. “Y-You do?” Jenny asks quietly as he runs his hands over her sides. Bending down he presses his lips to hers in a sweet motion. 

“You thought your love for me was one sided?” He asks against her lips and she shrugs as her cheeks begin to tinge pink. He clicks his teeth before pulling out of her slowly only to thrust back in harshly. Her mouth opens wide, a moan caught in her throat as he kisses down her neck. 

“I love you so much, it could never be one sided baby girl. You’re perfect for me.” He says earnestly. 

The bulbous head of his cock drags deliciously against her velvet walls. Every thrust now has a deeper meaning as his fingers reach the apex of her thighs. He runs smooth circles over her swollen clit, her body writhing with pleasure underneath his as he gives languid thrusts. His lips sucks more marks over her breasts, fresh new pinks blending in with healing purples and reds. 

“Sir, fuck. More, please.” Jenny whines as she spreads her legs wider. With a groan against her skin he begins to buck into her faster, sweat beginning to stick his blonde sideburns to his face. 

“You’re such a good girl, baby. Fuck, so good to me.” His hand wraps around her throat, squeezing the perfect amount for her pleasure as she whimpers his name. 

“Shit! Your pussy got so tight! You’re going to cum for me aren’t you, baby girl?” She moans loudly as he skillfully pinches her clit, watching her breasts heave with each harsh thrust within her. 

He could feel his cock beginning to throb as he squeezed tighter. “Cum on my cock, show me who you belong to.” Her mind becomes hazy, white hot pleasure coursing through her body as her toes begin to curl. He can feel her cunt begin to milk his cock for all he has and he lets out a guttural moan before pulling the butt plug out of her ass. Sending her over the precipice her cunt begins to spasm around him, her eyes squeezing shut as she orgasms for him. 

Joon gasps gently, hand leaving her throat to grab at her hips as he bulldozes himself inside of her chasing his own pleasure. Her name is a prayer on his lips, spoken with utter reverence as his eyebrows furrow. He watches her blissful face, his eyes roaming over her marked body and he yelps gently before stilling inside of her. Ropes of warm cum lavishing her cunt as he tucks his bottom lip between his teeth. 

He whimpers gently, bare arm wiping at his sweaty forehead before pulling out of her gently. He watches her pussy begin to cream with his cum, eyes enraptured as her entrance pulsates. “Shit, that’s so hot.” He mumbles before helping her down. 

“We should get you to work.” He whispers before looking in the bathroom at her strewn clothing. 

“Oh, no.” She mumbles before shoving his chest, his legs barely able to catch themselves before he’s falling onto the bed. 

“Baby!” He laughs surprised as she straddles his body. 

“You don’t get to just tell me you love me and send me off to work.” She responds before dipping her head down.

He sits up on his elbows, eyebrows bouncing up as she licks at his cum covered cock. He groans loudly, body falling back before grabbing at her ponytail. She licks up his now hardening base, cum tainting her tongue in his tangy flavor. “Christ!” He takes a sharp breath through his teeth as the tip of her tongue twirls a circle over his bulbous head. 

“Fuck, you’re such a little cum whore.” He seethes through gritted teeth as she bobs her head down his length, her lips coating in his white cum. His eyes roll back at the sight, gentle gasps and groans emitting from him as she swallows diligently around his length.

“Swallow it all, take it in your slut throat.” He murmurs as he yanks at her ponytail. With a whimper she swallows more, eyes becoming glassy with tears as he grows fully hard within her mouth. He gasps gently as he presses both of his hands to the back of her head. 

“I’m going to fuck your face until you’re crying on my cock. You understand me?” She moans against his base, the sound travelling through his fucked out body and he groans in agreement. 

He gives a harsh thrust, her gag reflex activating as she grips at his bare thighs. “Fucking pretty little slut.” He punctuates each word with a thrust as he holds her head down to his cock. Her nose nestles his bare pubic bone as tears spill over her cheeks. “Look at you, so fucking eager to get cum in every hole. Such a good girl.” 

As he thrusts, his fingers reach out rolling her sensitive, bruised nipples between his fingers. Her moans are sharp as he lovingly pinches the skin. “Fuck! Jenny!” Her cheeks hollow as he begins to precum on her tongue. Mussing up her ponytail he yanks harder as his cock begins to throb once more. 

“Show me how much you love my cum in your little slut mouth.” He mutters before thrusting his hips harder. She whimpers, deep breaths are taken through her nose before he stills within her. A lesser orgasm then before but his eyes roll back as he chokes on her name. Pulling away she shows her cum filled mouth and he hums before running his thumb over her cheek.

“Swallow it.” She does as told before opening her mouth to him. He pulls her up to him before putting his hand on the back of her neck and kissing her. The kiss is filled with ardor and passion, hands running over her bare back before putting his forehead to hers. 

“I love you.” He whispers before kissing her again. 

“I love you too.” Her voice is like music to his ears and a smile spreads on his face, dimples deepening before hugging her close to his body.

“I guess we should actually get you to work, huh?” He whispers, making her giggle as she lays her body exhausted on top of his.

Sitting at the poker table, Namjoon lights his cigarette before leaning back in his chair. His eyes on his girlfriend as she caters to the guests around the table. “So...Jenny, you got a boyfriend?” One of the patrons asks as she lays the cards on the table. 

Namjoon smirks before bringing his glass of whisky to his lips. “I do.” She whispers before tightening her ponytail. 

“Shame, you’ve got a hot little body.” Joon takes a sharp breath through his nose before cracking his neck loudly. 

“Please, don’t.” Jenny whispers to the man. He hums before reaching over the table to grab her wrist. Namjoon side eyes him, looking over his expensive suit as the man in question takes off his sunglasses. “No touching the employees.” He says aloud before pulling from his cigarette, his left eye closes as smoke lazily rises in the air. 

The man looks over at him before furrowing his eyebrows. “And, who the fuck are you?” Namjoon chuckles at his question as Jenny steps back. Her eyes pleading with him as he unbuttons the top button of his crisp white shirt. 

“Want to find out?” He asks calmly before ashing his cigarette on the floor next to the man. Standing up, the chair goes flying back and Kirsoon is behind Namjoon in seconds. “Why don’t you go make sure Rina is okay.” Namjoon tells Kirsoon who groans gently before stepping back. 

“Joon, please. I don-” Jenny begins to babble and he puts his finger to his lips slowly. 

“I’m warning you, I could have this place shut down in seconds. My father is the mayor of this district!” The man says as he points at Namjoon. Joon nods gently before standing up, cigarette hanging loosely from his lips as he cuffs his shirt sleeves calmly. 

“Mhm.” He mumbles with an uncaring shrug. 

The man steadies himself against the table as Namjoon picks up his glass of whisky. He takes a sip, appreciating the burn as it travels down his throat. 

“I’m going to give you two seconds. One second to pick up your chips and the second second to go cash out.” Jenny whines loudly, the pack of cards in her hand falling to the table as other customers gather their chips and leave the poker table without a word. 

“I don’t know who the fuck you think you’re talking to, I will fucking end you.” The man says as he unbuttons his suit jacket. 

Namjoon chuckles darkly before finishing his whisky, his head rolling on his shoulders as he reaches for the back of his pants. “Hey!” Namjoon hears from the other end of the casino as Jin’s wife appears. Chewing a piece of gum she nudges the man out of the way before sitting down at the poker table. 

She places her poker chips at the table before rolling her eyes as the man scoffs loudly beside her. Namjoon takes out his gun before looking at the man. “You have two seconds. Get going.” Joon tells him before sliding his chips over to his older friend’s wife. 

The man advances at him, hands turning into fists as he swings wildly. Namjoon gives an abrupt laugh, setting his gun onto the green felt before kicking the man in the solar plex sending him flying to the floor. His fingers card through his blonde mullet, pulling from his cigarette he smirks before ashing onto the man as he picks himself up from the floor. 

“You’re making a scene. I suggest you leave before you have to call your daddy the mayor to come get you.” Joon whispers aloud before burning out his cigarette.

With an exasperated guffaw, the man stands up before grabbing his chips and leaving. Jin’s wipe pops a bubble in her gum loudly before raising the brim of her black hat. 

“It’s incredible the amount of fucks you people don’t give.” She murmurs before throwing a few chips into the middle of the table as Jenny steps back up onto the platform. Her hands shake gently and Namjoon closes his eyes as he puts his gun back into his waistband.

“Why?!” Rina yells before shoving Namjoon. He teeters on his feet before turning to the smaller girl as she pouts. Kirsoon is behind her, hand on her shoulder as Namjoon raises an eyebrow at her. 

“I just became the manager! Don’t ruin this for me!” Rina whines to him loudly before stomping her foot. 

Both Jenny and Jin’s wife press their lips into a straight line as they try not to giggle. “Relax, Rina. He tried to touch Jenny and I stepped in. You’re fine. He attacked me first.” He explains before holding out his hand to his girlfriend as she rounds the table. Rina opens her mouth before humming gently. “Fine, Jenny can have the rest of the afternoon off.” Rina mumbles as Jenny’s hands shake with the aftershock of adrenaline. 

Namjoon coddles Jenny to his side, his large hand running comforting circles over her back as she presses her body into his. He nods to the acting manager before kissing his girlfriends temple. “Let’s get you home.” He tells his girlfriend before bowing his head to Rina as she calls one of the other employees to man the poker table. 

“Why’d you have to do that?” Jenny asks as Namjoon buttons up his shirt. He high fives Jin’s wife before slinging his arm over Jenny’s shoulders as they walk towards the exit. 

“What? It didn’t get your little pussy wet seeing me fight for you?” He quips to her, making her scoff. He chuckles brightly before kissing her cheek.

Opening the car door, his eyes catch Jin as he enters behind someone into the casino. He raises an eyebrow before looking over at his girlfriend. “Kim Namjoon?” 

His head turns to the voice as a man holds out a white cardboard box. His eyebrows furrow before leaning against the hood of his car. “What is this?” He asks before pointing to the hood. The delivery boy leaves the box before holding out the clipboard. 

“No return to sender or subject. Just said to deliver to Kim Namjoon at The Bird Cage Casino.” He hums inquisitively before signing his name. Jenny goes to grab the box and he clicks his teeth making her stop. He hands the clipboard to the man before watching with curious eyes as he hops on the vespa. 

“What is it?” Jenny asks gently as he lifts his pant leg, grabbing a knife from his holder. He shoves the box gently waiting for some sort of sign before stabbing the box harshly. No sign or shake comes from the box. 

“Get in the car.” He tells his girlfriend before kissing her lips gently. She does as told, eyes on him through the windshield as he takes out the knife from the box. 

He opens the folds of the cardboard box gingerly before peeking in. He coughs loudly, eyes widening as he looks at the two toes and ear in the box before groaning. Sealing up the box, he jumps into the driver's seat. 

“What’s wrong?!” Jenny asks loudly as he turns on the car. He throws the box into the back seat before revving the engine. 

“We have to get home. Now.” He tells her before pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. His head turns to the box before he pulls out of the parking spot. “Fuck me.” He mumbles before zooming off towards the house. 

[moonraezz]

OC Quick Introduction.

Just a small little intro to a few of my most developed oc’s. Their names change all the time and a good portion are more or less everlasting so they’ll be going by epithets until their names are set in stone. Otherwise I thought it would be good to introduce them in case I babble about them offhandedly and y’all need context.

The Experiment

He/Him

Human/Animal Experiment, Ex-Hitman, Currently in prison

Part of wip’s called Mutant Overdrive & Bound to Sin

Falling Star

He/She/They

One of the Eight Princes of Hell, Ironically bullied amongst his own kind, Centuries old

Part of a wip called The Arcane Chronicles

Daywalker

He/They

Vampire, Currently a Witch Hunter, Halfling target by his own kind

Part of a wip called the Arcane Chronicles

Eve

She/Her

Water Witch who works with art, Has a severely complex past, Currently dealing with her past lives

Part of the wip called The Arcane Chronicles

Cerberus

She/Her

Dire wolf, Descendant of Hell Hound of Tartarus, Reincarnation of the Bastard Queen

Part of the wip called The Arcane Chronicles

Bonekeeper

She/Her

Necromancer/Blood & Bone Witch, Nephlim Child, Dealing with Fallen Angels & the Wrath of Gods

Part of the wip called The Arcane Chronicles

Court Prince

He/Him

Dryad, Ruler of the Spring Court, Nearly as old as the Falling Star

Part of the wip called The Arcane Chronicles

Temptress

She/Her

Great Demoness possessing a body, Currently building an empire for herself, Dealing with Bluebird & their friends

Part of the wip called Mutant Overdrive & an unnamed wip

Little Knight

He/Him

Lower demon, Acutely aware of all his past lives, searching for someone

Part of the wip called The Arcane Chronicles

Seer

She/They

Divination witch, Gifted clairvoyant who is troubled with visions, Trying to look out for coven

Part of the wip called The Arcane Chronicles

Eldritch

He/They

Eldritch Sea Creature, Currently contained in the vessel of a young man, Taking a vacation on land

Part of the wip called The Arcane Chronicles

Martyr

She/Her

Eclectic witch raised in the craft, Founder of the local city coven, Currently at odds with her responsibilities

Part of the wip called The Arcane Chronicles

The Widow

He/Him

Faerie folk, Consort of the Spring Court, The prince’s loyal assassin on the side

Part of the wip called The Arcane Chronicles

The Guardian

He/Him

Prodigy Student, Currently working under the most secure prison on Earth, Dealing with The Experiment

Part of wip’s called Mutant Overdrive & Bound to Sin

Planewalker

She/Her

Witch who works with Faerie folk, One of the few that can travel to different realms, Also a Glamour witch

Part of the wip called The Arcane Chronicles

Atlantis

He/Him

Siren, Prince of Atlantis & it’s inhabitants, On vacation with Eldritch

Part of the wip called The Arcane Chronicles

Bluebird

She/He/They

Winged folk, College student who has no declared major, The normal child in their family

Part of the wip called Mutant Overdrive & an unnamed wip

Solarflare

He/They

Superhero with powers of the sun, lovable jock who has no career path, trying to keep everyone safe

Part of an unnamed wip

Lapine

She/Her

Antihero with powers of the shadows, quiet academic student, head hunting corrupt officials

Part of an unnamed wip

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Mike’s Picks - Week of April 6th

Hello again to all our Richfield Library Patrons. We’re back this week with more suggestions to keep you busy while you're stuck at home. All library programs, outreach, and meeting rooms have been canceled until at least May, so hang in there! The books are all available through Hoopla or Overdrive, you can click the title to access it’s listing, or find all our materials at https://akronlibrary.org/browse/digital.  As always, I miss you, and please send me an email to let me know how you're doing, or if there's anything I can do for you.

Mike Daly, Adult Services Librarian 

mdaly@akronlibrary.org

Crafts:

For all you Richfield Crafters out there missing your monthly crafting fix, I have attached a couple of timely links to help you pass the time during the great quarantine.

Do-it-yourself Covid Masks

The first link was posted by the U. S. Surgeon General Jerome Adams. It's very simple and doesn't require sewing. You can find the video at: 

https://www.wwlp.com/news/health/coronavirus-local-impact/surgeon-general-heres-how-you-can-make-a-cloth-mask-today-in-just-a-few-easy-steps/

NPR also explains how they should be worn, and offers some different options for making them (including one where you just cut up an old t-shirt, no sewing or stapling or anything):

https://www.npr.org/sections/goatsandsoda/2020/04/03/826996154/coronavirus-faqs-is-a-homemade-mask-effective-and-whats-the-best-way-to-wear-one

This one is what my wife used to make our family's masks. It does require a sewing machine, but the results were quite professional and easy to wear. There are hundreds of online tutorials if you do an internet search for “making Covid masks”. This one is from USA Today:

 https://www.usatoday.com/in-depth/news/2020/04/04/coronavirus-face-mask-tips-how-make-fabric-instructions/2945209001/ 

And finally, Joann Fabric has provided this pattern that does not require elastic or string, but instead has fabric straps:

https://www.joann.com/on/demandware.static/-/Library-Sites-LibraryJoAnnShared/default/dw4148ae36/static/landingpage/assets/MaskInstructions_V2.pdf

Easter Pom-Pom Craft

Here's a couple of simple craft for all ages. They're really easy and the end products are very cute. All you need are scissors, rubber bands, old fabric, and some yarn. For bunnies:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q8DYHOSpL50 

and for chicks:

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oz0o-dBhAKA  

There are many more available on You Tube.

Books:

Non-Fiction

The Pioneers: The Heroic Story of the Settlers Who Brought the American Ideal West by David McCullough

McCullough tells the story of the settling of the Northwest Territory, at the time a wilderness northwest of the Ohio River containing the future states of Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Michigan, and Wisconsin. His main focus is on the founding and growth of Marietta, Ohio. Included in the Northwest Ordinance were three remarkable conditions: freedom of religion, free universal education, and most importantly, the

prohibition of slavery. McCullough tells the story through five major characters: Manasseh Cutler, Revolutionary War veteran General Rufus Putnam, Cutler’s son Ephraim; and two other men, one a carpenter turned architect, and the other a physician who became a prominent pioneer in American science. A must read for anyone interested in Ohio history.

Code Name: Lise, the True Story of the Woman Who Became WWII's Most Decorated Spy by Larry Loftis

This book was an exciting read. I had never heard of Odette Sansom or the women of the SOE. In 1942 Odette Sansom, a French woman married to and English man, decides to follow in her war hero father’s footsteps by becoming an SOE agent to aid Britain and her beloved homeland, France. Five failed attempts and one plane crash later, she finally lands in occupied France to begin her mission. It is here that she meets her commanding officer Captain Peter Churchill. Loftis paints a portrait of true courage, patriotism, and love—of two incredibly heroic people who endured unimaginable horrors. He weaves together the touching romance between Odette and Peter and the thrilling cat and mouse game between them and a wily Gestapo agent.

Fiction:

This week I've been rereading some of my favorite books. The titles listed below are an eclectic mix, so everyone should find something to like. They are also long which will help you kill some time while stuck at home.

The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien

This was my favorite book in high school. Lose yourself in the adventures of Frodo and Gandolf in their epic battle of good versus evil. All three titles, The Fellowship of the Ring, The Two Towers, and The Return of the King are available for down as Ebook or audio on the library website.

The Life And Adventures Of Nicholas Nickleby by Charles Dickens 

Although not as well known as Great Expectations or Oliver Twist, this Dickens classic is my favorite. A serial romp through Victorian England, this book is in turns funny, sad, and touching. Don't give up because the 19th Century language is unfamiliar. You will be rewarded if you persevere. 

The Ebook is available through Project Gutenberg: 

https://www.gutenberg.org/files/967/967-h/967-h.htm 

and the audio book is available at LibriVox:

 https://librivox.org/the-life-and-adventures-of-nicholas-nickleby-by/ 

Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett

The first and best of Follett's historical novels about the fictional English city of Kingsbridge, it's an Oprah Book Club choice as well. The Pillars of the Earth tells the story of Philip, prior of Kingsbridge, a devout and resourceful monk driven to build the greatest Gothic cathedral the world has known, of Tom, the mason who becomes his architect, and of the beautiful, elusive Lady Aliena. The book tells of the struggle that will turn church against state and brother against brother. The book, as well as the two sequels, A World Without End and A Column of Fire, are available for download as Ebook or Eaudio on the library website.

And finally.................

Monday April 9th is

Fresh Tomato Day

“A tomato may be a fruit, but it is a singular fruit. A savory fruit. A fruit that has ambitions far beyond the ambitions of other fruits.” E. Lockhart

“Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.” Miles Kington

“It's difficult to think anything but pleasant thoughts while eating a homegrown tomato.” Lewis Grizzard

Tuesday April 7h is

National Beer Day

“Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.” Benjamin Franklin

“I am a firm believer in the people. If given the truth, they can be depended upon to meet any national crisis. The great point is to bring them the real facts, and beer.” Abraham Lincoln

“Beer's intellectual. What a shame so many idiots drink it.” Ray Bradbury

Wednesday April 8th is

International Feng Shui Day

“You don't have to believe in Feng Shui for it to work. I just know it brings me money.” Donald Trump

“I once drew a picture of Jack Nicholson in The Shining. But I put it away after a Feng Shui expert told me about the bad vibes” David James

“My view on Feng Shui: don’t put your bed in front of the door because you won’t get in.” Jonas Eriksson

Thursday April 9th is

National Gin and Tonic Day

“The gin and tonic has saved more Englishmen’s lives, and minds, than all the doctors in the Empire.” Winston Churchill

“Of all the gin joints, in all the world she walks into mine.” Humphrey Bogart as Rick Blaine in Casablanca

“I don't know what reception I'm at, but for God's sake give me a gin and tonic.” Dennis Thatcher, husband of Margaret Thatcher

Friday April 10th is

Global Work from Home Day (Very Appropriate!)

“All happiness depends on courage and work.” Honore de Balzac

“Without ambition one starts nothing. Without work one finishes nothing. The prize will not be sent to you. You have to win it.” Ralph Waldo Emerson

“In the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.” Leo Tolstoy

Saturday April 11th is

National Pet Day

“Sometimes losing a pet is more painful than losing a human because in the case of the pet, you were not pretending to love it.” Amy Sedaris

“Pets are humanizing. They remind us we have an obligation and responsibility to preserve and nurture and care for all life.” James Cromwell

“Such short little lives our pets have to spend with us, and they spend most of it waiting for us to come home each day. It is amazing how much love and laughter they bring into our lives and even how much closer we become with each other because of them.” John Grogan

More to come next week!