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chlostar223 · 1 year ago

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When I went through the roughest break up of my life, I turned to you. When I struggled with school, I listened to your music. I remember when I was just nine years old, I wrote a fan letter to you. I loved and adored your music from the very first song I ever heard, Teardrops on My Guitar.Over the years, you became not only an inspiration to me musically but also someone I looked up to as a writer, as a woman. I loved the poetry behind your lyrics, the compassion you felt and expressed to everyone you met and even those you didn't.

You received so much criticism no matter what you did, and I can only imagine how difficult that was (and still is, I'm sure) for you. Despite that, though, you still stayed true to yourself, focusing on what mattered most: your growth and progression both as a person and as an artist. You focused on your fans, showing us constant love and appreciation.

I may not watch your every move and I don't have a TikTok account with thousands of followers dedicated to you, but when I went through the roughest break up of my life, I turned to you. When I struggled with school, I listened to your music. The most saddest memorable part of my sixth-grade year was not getting the chance to see you in concert in Australia. The funny thing about that was the fact that I didn't have tickets to the show and was in Australia for a different reason (one I can hardly remember now). As someone who has witnessed your growth over the course of your career, I am absolutely astounded by your talent and how it stretches across so many different mediums. From creating music and writing lyrics to having a creative hand in the direction of your music videos and the advertising for your albums and tours, even the intricate and interconnected ways you make connections to every aspect of what you produce.With every single, every album release, and every tour (even though Speak Now was the only one I've been able to physically attend; come to Orlando!), I am in awe of you. You are arguably the greatest and most talented artist of our generation. Perhaps I'm a bit biased in saying so, but I have not witnessed the same level of nurturing of content from any other artist.

You've managed to defeat all of the negative ideas put out about you, and you've done so with poise and grace. You've remained positive, even through your most trying times, and for that, I commend you. I know if I were in your position, I'd exhibit far less strength than you. Rarely am I ever at a loss for words, but I am having trouble finding words to describe how deeply I love and appreciate the beautiful work you put out into the world, with all of the vulnerability and criticism that comes with doing so. Yet, you do it anyway.

I first wrote this just after midnight on August 23rd, 2019-- the day of Lover's album release. Taylor, though it is unlikely you'll ever read this, I hope you know that I (and millions of others) see what you do and never take it for granted. Your talent is unmatched. Not only do you produce incredible poetic music for the world to apply to so many different personal situations, your kindness and just pure love for others is also remarkable. I suppose it's selfish of me to say, but I hope that for as long as you live, you never stop sharing with the world. I can't tell you how many times your music has remedied my saddest moments. I can't thank you enough for allowing me to love and listen to your music for most of my life. I don't know a life without Taylor Swift's music, and frankly, I don't ever want to.

Love,Chloe

A forever fan and 'Lover' of your music (sorry,for the long message I had to). I really want to meet you one day you are all over my walls in my room I even made a dance for the song, YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN, it would be my happiest and most memorable day of my life

#taylor swift #taylornation

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randomly--accessed--memories · 11 months ago

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@watcherofeternalflame

CHERUB - Now I'm just imagining the cherubs following Vox around all day, trying to do [whatever], and him just getting progressively more annoyed because what are they even doing? He's fine! He's trying to have a normal day at the hotel, but these annoying baby things keep buzzing around his head like flies. Someone chases them off with a broom at some point.

Adam - Oof, sinner Adam... Not gonna lie, given Adam's personality, I feel like this scenario could only end one way:

Adam gets fucking fried in retaliation

@staticintone

Charlie meets the Vees - The Vees are just... astounded when, after months of trying to figure out a way of getting Vox out of the hotel without setting off a massive conflict, Charlie just walks into the tower, wanting to have a conversation about business matters. Like, they didn't think they were ever going to get a chance to just explain the situation. Now it's just a matter of convincing her that they're telling the truth (which shouldn't be that hard, given how everyone, even their enemies, can corroborate their story).

Vox thinks Alastor is dead - That nearly happens in "canon": After the battle with Heaven, most of the hotel residents are 50/50 on whether Alastor died during his fight with Adam and are dreading how Vox will react if he did. Vox is unfazed though, since he can still feel Alastor's presence on the airwaves, even if he doesn't seem to want to talk right now. If Vox did witness Alastor and Adam's confrontation though, it wouldn't be pretty. The hotel residents are already on the back foot and now they've got to try and keep full-demonic-form Vox from throwing himself at Adam and getting instantly vaporized, Sir Pentious-style, all while avoiding getting fried to a crisp in the process.

Niffty and Vox’s broadcasts - The idea of Vox and Niffty going through Alastor's things and finding their broadcasts, but not realizing what they are at first and listening to each other's for fun is equally hilarious and horrifying. Just the image of them both settling in, getting ready to listen to these weird records(?), and then, surprise! It's audio of one of your best friends being tortured. Vox either loses it or just goes into denial that it's Niffty's voice on the recording at all. Once it's over, it vanishes from his mind completely. Niffty on the other hand... she might have some questions for Alastor afterward. She doesn't understand– she likes pain, but she knows Vox doesn't, and it didn't sound like he was having fun on that recording. Did Vox do something wrong and Alastor had to punish him for it? ...Did Alastor go too far and that's why Vox is the way he is? Al would probably be able to satisfy her with simple, mostly true explanations, but it's not a conversation he's particularly keen on having.

@storm-ismyusername

Rejection - Vox isn't capable of confessing to Alastor anymore, and even if he was, Al would be more concerned about Vox managing to defy one of his primary directives than the confession itself. Aside from that, even before all this, I don't think Alastor was outright brutal with his rejection, just incredibly firm and cold. Vox panicked and tried to beg him to stay, which just angered Alastor more and more until things came to blows.

Mannequin heart - I picture Vox's heart as looking similar to this, but the image of someone sifting through the rubble and finding a normal, human heart is striking.

Velvette Ending outfits - I don't know if I ever posted about this, but @voxaholic and I have actually put a lot of thought into Vox's outfit in the Velvette Ending and it's pretty similar to what you're describing. It's an all-white lace ensemble complete with a veil, similar to this, although with splashes of red and moth motifs in remembrance of Val.

anyone got any fun/angsty ideas?

#vox (ram)#charlie (ram)#valentino (ram)#velvette (ram)#niffty (ram)#alastor (ram)#randomly accessed memories #neutral #dark #light #crack #compound aus #endings #watcherofeternalflame #staticintone #storm-ismyusername #vox (au)#Theme Swap AU #The Velvette Ending

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imasimpforstevengrant · 6 years ago

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I can see you

Author's note:

First, I never thought I would write a fic after almost two years later. I had this idea after watching a fanmade video about Arthur and Harleen falling for each other. I had fun while writing this, since Arthur is a completely new character (not following the comics). Please note that this is written purely for amusement and I don't profit from it.

Second, sorry for any typos. English is not my first language (Chilean Spanish for the win, everybody!). I hope you like it.

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Warnings: angst, self hatred, a bit of swearing, sexual themes and stalking.

Words: 1.730

Summary: Arthur Fleck doesn't live. He barely manages to exist, devoid of any bond. Until one day, a woman reminds him of how much of a human he is.

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He had seen her several times, but he never had the courage to talk to her. He usually avoided her when she was too close to him.

Arthur knew himself too well to know what would happen: his hated laughing fits. Therefore, he preferred to love her from distance, without her noting his existence. It was better this way.

The first time Arthur saw this young woman was in the hallway. She was going down the stairs to the seventh floor of the building. He cherished every move she did. This stranger danced while listening to music, thinking no one would notice her. She shook her figure as she mouthed passionately the lyrics of whatever song was listening. Arthur hid near the wall that divided the halls, and thus, the apartments.

He glared at her like a predator. His mouth watery caused by the hunger she woke within him. Arthur swore he could feel her in his arms, dancing vehemently to a song. He wondered during long periods of time how it would feel to touch her skin.

His lust was a loud, thundering storm that kept troubling his already cursed mind. But in the outside, the silence suggested indifference.

It kept like this for months. Arthur had also yearned for innocent things, such as a smile or even a kind word from her. He constantly fantasized about her and the guilt and regret fought after the lustful desires roamed through his fractured psyche. This was too much for him to bear. He wrote about the woman in his journal, dedicating pages of misspelled but honest thoughts. Arthur found a new way to cope with insomnia.

It was a rainy day when his feelings took another radical turn. Arthur returned to his flat after another shitty day of work. He headed towards the elevator, pressing the button to open it. He waited patiently. The bell rang and the sliding door opened.

"Fuck!", he hissed lowly when he saw her. She was carrying a bag and had her hair done in buns. Arthur thought she couldn't be more beautiful.

"Hi" she chirped, grinning at him.

"Hi" was all Arthur could reply after his failed attempt to keep his gaze in the ground. Was she actually talking to him? The beloved stranger noticed a trace of blood in his lips and sweetly asked:

"Are you alright?"

He remained silent for a few seconds, studying her expression. It was so kind and sincere.

"Yes".

"Are you sure you're okay?" Her question echoed through his mind. Even her voice turned out to be as smooth as her appearance. Arthur inhaled deeply.

"I am, miss. Thanks for asking" he replied puzzled, trying to figure out why would she even care.

The door opened and she politely waved goodbye to him and wishing him well. Arthur didn't give a verbal answer but he certainly waved back to her.

Arthur smirked. And his gesture did not disappear until he arrived home.

He built a routine in his free time. If he couldn't be with her, he was satisfied enough to watch her. At night, he usually followed her to the now empty playground. The woman was swinging in a rope made out of clothes stretched and extended in what seemed a big, dome-shaped cage like. The blonde had the habit to exercise there, not bothered by some bystanders (mostly men) who whistled at her.

Despite the jealousy that grew within him, Arthur understood it wasn't strange. He surely wasn't the only one after her affections.

He took a liking to this new scene: watching her move as if she was practising a gymnastic routine was fantastic. Her movements were so delicate, yet sensual. She seemed to go along with the air, soaring with it.

But she didn't notice, obviously. The girl would probably had gone running and screaming for help if she had discovered him.

Arthur was wrong. He was so wrong.

One day, he sneaked around wearing his yellow hoodie to preserve his identity. He was outside the building, hiding in the shadows. There she was again: beautiful and unreachable. Her long, platinum blonde hair fell like a waterfall. Arthur was amazed. She moved her arms in a graceful way once again, to flow through it in a twirl that swinged her back and forth. The girl seemed to smile before the risky move, congratulating herself in silence on this apparent progress.

Arthur laughed out loud, amazed. But he soon clasped a hand in his mouth. She turned around immediately to his direction. Arthur felt the panic and tried to run.

She called him. Not berating him but genuinely interested. There was no violence in her voice. Arthur argued with himself over and over about if this was a good idea from the beginning. The man was walking around like a disoriented dog while grasping his curly locks, out of fear and guilt. He stood still for a while, without saying a word.

He then realized the woman kept calling him.

Arthur tightened his eyelids, fighting the urge to run away. He kept still during long seconds until he finally decided to face her. It was now or never. Little did he know that she was just a few feet away from him.

Once Arthur turned around, he almost tripped taking a step away from her. He stared at the young woman: she showed no signs of fear or disgust. In fact, she seemed curious about him. She clawed at the fence that separated the playground from the building and dead end alleys. He imitated the action, staring directly at her eyes, blue like summer sky. She smiled at him, her perfect teeth shining like pearls. And it was in this moment when Arthur could pay more attention to her attributes. The girl in question was the owner of an astounding beauty: expressive blue eyes, pink full lips which formed a sweet smile. And that was only her face. Arthur was infatuated. Her face lit up once her lips curved into such expression. Was she hypnotizing him?

He wouldn’t mind, of course.

Arthur stared at her mouth, and wonders how it would feel against his own cracked, dry lips.

But her body was another wonder. She wore a white, long, sleeveless shirt adjusted to her body shape, leaving nothing to imagination. God, if he only could trace his fingers down her hips he'd die happily.

He continued his private appreciation watching the grey shorts that left her most of her thighs uncovered. He then darted his eyes up to her hair. Her long, slightly wavy strands of hair were dyed in two different colours: the right side was strawberry pink from the half down. Same with the left side, except the colour was a electric blue. It added a dreamy touch to her.

Arthur pictured himself playing with her hair, doing little curls with it. It looked so silky.

"You've been enjoying my show, have you?"

Arthur looked up to her again.

"Yeah" he muttered, ashamed.

"Why the long face, babe? It's not like I'm upset", the woman said.

Arthur stared at her again, but out of confusion.

"Are you not upset?"

"At all" she quickly replied, "I like when people see me, actually".

Arthur felt a cold shudder in his back. It was in this moment he sensed something in his chest. He perceived it as the natural reaction to the first conversation he held with someone else without the other significant being weirded out of him. This common trait was enough to give him hope of a new, happy chapter on his mirthless life.

"Yeah... You know, I like when people see me too".

The woman nodded and leaned her face into the fence. Arthur took a deep breath and it didn't take too long to emulate the pose. She was bold enough to let him come closer to her as if she wanted him to kiss her.

"What's your name?" He hummed against her face.

"Harleen Quinzel", she answered "and you are...?"

"Arthur" he rushed to give his reply, "my name is Arthur Fleck--".

A chuckle escaped his throat.

'Oh, no. Not now, not now please', Arthur silently begged as his loving expression fade away so shame would take its place.

His brain of course showed no mercy.

The laughing fit lasted almost ten minutes. It was the first time in years that he truly believed he was going to die of suffocation. He struggled with choking more than two times every minute. Arthur wasn't completely drawn into his fit. He looked for a fraction of seconds at the girl. Harleen shocked at first. After a few moments, she joined him believing innocently he was laughing out of amusement.

"You know, you can tell me the joke so we can laugh together".

Arthur wasn't able to silence his noisy curse. He only covered his mouth, shaking his head trying to make her see the desperation in his eyes. Harleen's facial expressions morphed from fun to actual worry when Arthur's hand reached his throat in an useless attempt to breathe, still clawing at the fence with the one that left free. Her eyes widened in horror. Arthur felt too powerless to even show her the card explaining his fucking condition. It was alright if she wanted to run away. He already accepted his shameful defeat.

However, to his surprise, she nimbly climbed up the fence to help him. The stalker was too weak to keep standing but when he was crumbling into the ground, Harleen helped him to stand up.

She spoke to him, reassuringly. And she spoke so many things he couldn't process while taking him to a bench to contain him. So far she was a few seconds ago and now she stood with him throughout the painful laughter.

"I'm sorry--" Arthur tried to hide his face in his arm but Harleen seemed to understand... Or at least took pity on him.

The laughing fit finally ended and Arthur got a card from his pocket. He remained silent, disgusted with himself. The blonde took it and read it carefully. Her serene gaze towards the object comforted Arthur slowly. Once she finished reading it, she returned it to his owner. Harleen seemed truly surprised... Or maybe scared. He didn't know and felt too embarrassed to even talk to her. One thing was for sure:

Arthur Fleck never felt uglier in his life.

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taylunae · 6 years ago

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My thoughts on Unbelievable so far...

Hi, 2021 Crescent here. I happen to come across this post on my blog, and as I was rereading realized how problematic it was. Where are the trigger warnings? Why was I throwing around the word r*pe so much? It's clear that I was new to fandom, and I've learned so much since then about being sensitive to others, so instead of just deleting this post, I'd like to give it another crack. To show to myself how much we've changed since 2019. Alright, here we go.

⚠️ Trigger warning ⚠️ discussions of SA

I've been watching a lot of TV lately. A lot. And I've been finding myself noticing the different ways that various TV shows are set up. You know, things like structure, main characters, presentation.

It's not very often that I can truly appreciate the presentation about a show. I mean, we all know I love Riverdale (I don't anymore) and it's an absolute dumpster fire of a show but that's not why I watch it. I don't watch Riverdale for the presentation, I watch it for the characters. (To be fair, I still like the characters, but I could only watch a writers room full of men make horrible decisions about characterization for so long before I had to dip) But, I digress.

But I'm watching this new show on Netflix, Unbelievable. And the depth and attention to detail is astounding me. The way that they are setting up the show is so artfully done that it actually amazes me. You begin to the show thinking that the main character is going to be Marie. But as the show progresses, you realize maybe the main character is Detective Duvall. And then Detective Rasmussen. And then you realize "oh it's not any of those." It's a hybrid of the story of two female detectives who are going above and beyond to solve an impossible mystery.

And I thought that this was going to be something that trivialised rape SA with young women. But it doesn't. It is The show talks about rape SA in a way that I'm sure every woman feels about rape SA. It's not playing it off as some awful thing that just happens. They don't say oh well. (That isn't completely true. I failed to mention that some of the characters do have this reaction, and that's what makes the determination of the detectives that take the case all the more validating) Even with one character who feels like she's forced to admit that she made a false report. That (referring to false accusations being sensationalized in media, which was incredibly common during the Me Too movement) is something fat that is in the media all the time but as they build the story you realize but that you can see this whole new perspective from women who report rape SA and then later come out to say that it was a false accusation. (I don't like that I said "new perspective" here. I think a more accurate description would have been a new perspective for me. Because this isn't a new perspective for some women, it's a very common thing that happens.)

In fact, that's one of my greatest fears about rape SA. Not that it will scar me for life. Or that I won't be the same person. Because I know those things are true. If that were to ever happen to me, I know that it will change me on a molecular level. The worst fear that I have about potentially being raped SA is the fact that if you're strong enough (this isn't about strength, it's about support. I remember I used to feel this way about SA. That is you didn't report it, you just weren't strong enough. Fuck that. All women are strong. This is such pick me, fucked up language that had been ingrained into me from living in a small town my entire life. Reporting SA isn't about strength. It's about the community you have behind you, and the people you keep beside you. Supported people can do hard things things) stand up for yourself, there are going to be people who say you made it up. And this show so artfully portrays that perspective.

And every other perspective. It's so well thought-out. And yeah, it's hard to watch. But it's worth the time. (This is one thing I got 100% right. This show is hard to stomach, and I still think about it two years later. I haven't rewatched, I don't think I could now knowing what I know about myself. Maybe I wouldn't like it this time around. But I'm glad I watched it then, it was worth my time.)

** okay, so some final thoughts from 2021 Tate**

I think the reason I had such a visceral reaction to my analysis, however juvenile it was, of the show is because since then I have done extensive work on myself through therapy. Through this therapy, something that we always came back to and talked about was my inherent fear of men. And we talked about how, to my belief, it was always something that had been a part of me.

We worked on that. And we came back to that. A lot. And one night it hit me. I had been preparing a lecture that I had to give to my students the next day about r*pe culture and how it affects the books that we read and something that I always do, because I teach in a small community, is I prepare for the worst, most bigoted statements that I can think of that my students might say and I pre-planned thoughtful, caring answers that restated my boundaries and corrected them to using gentler language to express their curiosity.

While I was doing this I happened to think about something that had happened to me when I was in high school that I had always looked at in a light of "oh that's a funny story to tell." But because I was already studying SA in depth with my students it was at the forefront of my mind, and it was then that I realized that what happened to me at a party in Grade 10 wasn't a funny story, I had experienced sexual assault. And if there was one thing that 2019 me got right was that it did change me.

Because that's when my fear of men started. I could almost pinpoint it to the day.

That's when I started being more cautious.

That's when my anxiety got unmanageable.

Once I had realized this, I immediately reached out to both my mom and my husband and told them about how I thought that I had been sexually assaulted. And just like I feared one of those people didn't believe me at first and required me to validate why I thought that it happened to me. My mother is an amazing person, and one of the most supportive people in my life. However, she also was taught about SA through a male gaze. She had never had somebody as close to her as I am tell her that that it happened to them. And unlike what I thought, it wasn't the worst thing that could happen to me. I had the opportunity to educate somebody else about exactly what SA means and entails. She cried with me and for me. She told me she loved me. And that was enough.

My husband came home from work that night looking lost. He had heard the story before. I used to tell it as a joke at parties. Yet, he came home and he wrapped me up in a hug and he said "I'm sorry that happened to you and I'm sorry that I didn't realize it was wrong until you did."

So like I said earlier. It's about support. I think about some of my earlier comments about how I used to know that if I was ever sexually assaulted it would ruin my life and scar me forever. About how I know that it would change me and I would never be the same.

But I've grown since then. I worked through this realization with my therapist for months. As I've grown, I've come to know other women who have experienced something similar to, or worse than, what I did, and I've noticed something. Did it change who we are? Of course. Am I scarred for life? No. I'm finding that no, I'm not. Did it change who I was on a molecular level? No. It changed me. It made me fearful, for a while. But I was going to change anyways. And I wish that I could have changed without experiencing something horrible, but I am stronger because of it. I'm not saying I'm grateful for my sexual assault, but I am grateful for the lessons I've learned since then.

I was just a child back then, and I didn't know anything about boundaries and how to assert myself or how to say no. But I've learned those things now, and I'm not afraid of men anymore. I wish that I had been taught those things then.

That contrary to what 2019 me thought, despite my realization of my SA, I'm okay. My life hasn't changed that much. And I know that I'm one of the lucky ones, in terms of severity. I know that I walked away and that means that I was lucky.

I'm realizing now that there are more nefarious things at play in our society. What started out as something small, the Me Too movement is now a global movement. And it has helped women all over the world. In 2019, I didn't think that we would live in a world where when somebody had sexual assault allegations put up against them, we dropped those people from sponsorships, and stopped carrying their shows on n*tflix. I never thought that we would live in a world like that, but we do. We don't stand for men who don't respect women, and we certainly don't support them and give them our money.

What's happening in Texas right now with the Ab*rtion Act that is being put out is exactly the kind of thing that will happen if we stay silent. However, it is amazing to know that if we speak out through our social medias and write to our MLAs and Senators that we can make change. We don't sit back and let injustices happen like we used to. We fight, and we set our boundaries, and we say no. And it is making a difference. And sometimes we all need that reminder.

#unbelievable spoilers #tate rambles

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latestoftechtk-blog · 8 years ago

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LG's new G6 flagship smartphone is the company's best yet, but I'm hesitant to recommend it

The LG G6 resembles no other cell phone LG has made, and it's positively a stage in the correct bearing.

Ideally, it proclaims another period for LG lead cell phones, finish with premium materials and fascinating outline decisions, as adjusted screen corners.

On top of enhanced plan, LG at long last woke up and discarded some out of date Android highlights, as removable batteries, which clears a path for present day highlights like water resistance.

I've had some time with the $650 G6, and it's by a wide margin the best cell phone to originate from LG. In the meantime, my sentiments are blended about the new taller show. The G6's specs are likewise somewhat obsolete, which makes me reluctant in prescribing it to companions and partners.

Prepared for the profound plunge? Look at the LG G6:

The G6 is, by a long shot, LG's most attractive cell phone to date.

That is on the grounds that LG is at last utilizing premium materials, similar to glass and metal, rather than plastic.

Discarding plastic additionally implies the back of the telephone, and subsequently the battery, is no longer removable. It's an advantageous bargain to permit the G6 to contend with other lead cell phones as far as plan.

It additionally permits LG to include important and famous components, similar to water resistance.

Most lead Android cell phones have water resistance, which is a support against "that one time" you unintentionally drop your telephone in shallow water.

The LG G6 is appraised with IP68 water and tidy resistance, which implies it can get by in up to five feet of water for around 30 minutes. It's fine for unplanned drops in the can, and notwithstanding taking pictures under shallow water. I wouldn't take it to the profound end of the pool, however.

The G6 still gives you a chance to add to its inherent 32GB of capacity with a microSD card. It's fortunate, as well, on the grounds that 32GB could be somewhat low for a few.

The G6 likewise has a USB-C port for snappy charging, and remote charging, which is basically standard for leader Android telephones now.

It doesn't utilize the most recent processor, yet despite everything it feels fast.

The G6's Snapdragon 821 processor isn't the most recent processor, yet despite everything it ran my applications well and let me explore around Android easily and effortlessly.

The G6 comes standard with Google Assistant, Google's savvy AI right hand.

Google Assistant is Google's voice-empowered savvy right hand that helps you do things like set updates and clocks, discover news, answer fundamental inquiries, control your shrewd home, control your music, make calls, send instant messages, open applications and locales, and discover purposes of intrigue adjacent your area, all by simply utilizing your voice.

For both camera focal points, you have a decision of various viewpoint proportions for your photos. 4:3 is the most standard perspective proportion, yet it's not as wide as 18:9.

The 18:9 angle proportion is on top, and the 4:3 perspective proportion in on the base. Take note of that exclusive the 4:3 viewpoint proportion utilizes the greater part of the G6's 13 megapixels.

LG likewise included a valuable camera highlight for individuals who jump at the chance to post photographs via web-based networking media, where square 1:1 photographs are ideal.

There are distinctive modes for LG's Square camera application, which takes square pictures rather than standard wide pictures. Notwithstanding, the just a single I discovered engaging was the straightforward Snap Shot mode, which demonstrates to you a full see of the last photograph you took. It makes great utilization of the G6's tall screen.

The G6 has a sharp 1440p (2K) 5.7-inch screen that is somewhat taller and smaller than most cell phone screens, and my perspectives are blended.

Both the LG G6 and Galaxy S7 Edge have 5.7-inch screen, yet the G6 is taller than the S7 Edge. In the meantime, the S7 Edge is more extensive.

It's incredible for multitasking, and it can fit more valuable things onto the screen.

Also, you can see beneath how the additional land on the G6's tall screen gives you a chance to see extensive and different thumbnails of your past photographs, which is a pleasant touch.

The screen is 5.7 inches, which appear to be vast, however it shows recordings like a 5.1-inch screen.

In the photo over, a similar video is being played on both the LG G6 with a 5.7-inch screen and the Samsung Galaxy S7 Active with a 5.1-inch screen. Notwithstanding the G6's bigger screen, the video's size is about indistinguishable on both gadgets.

That is on account of most recordings that aren't locally created in the wide 18:9 viewpoint proportion won't make great utilization of the G6's 18:9 screen. Therefore, most recordings on the G6 will be circumscribed by dark bars on either side until more video substance is delivered to bolster the 18:9 perspective proportion.

What's more, the G6's 5.7-inch screen looks more like a 5-inch screen generally speaking, as well.

The G6's tall and limited screen demonstrates a greater amount of an application or site than a more conventional cell phone screen, however the distinction isn't immense.

Both the Galaxy S7 Edge and the LG G6 (above) have 5.7-inch screens, however application content looks greater and somewhat less demanding to peruse and see on the S7 Edge.

In the meantime, the G6 shows you somewhat more of the application. You can see this by taking a gander at the face at the base of both screens. On the G6, you can see the entire face, yet the S7 Edge cuts it off at the jaw.

I was energized by the tall 18:9 perspective proportion on cell phones, however I'm not entirely certain any longer. I'd rather have the capacity to see my applications and their substance more effortlessly than seeing (somewhat) a greater amount of it.

The adjusted corners of the G6's show are simply restorative, and they make customary screens with more keen square corners appear to be dated.

In this way, everything is searching really useful for the LG G6, however an associate inquired as to whether he ought to consider the LG G6. I said no.

The Snapdragon 821 processor handing the wheels over the G6 progressed toward becoming "old" when the Galaxy S8 turned out two months after the G6. As quick as it feels now, it's as yet a more established model contrasted with the Snapdragon 835 in the Samsung Galaxy S8.

It's difficult to tell to what extent the G6 will remain rapid, yet it's probably not going to execute the length of the Samsung Galaxy S8.

This reason is more subjective. Both me and my partner firmly favor stock Android over LG's own "skin" on top of Android. A skin is a layer of programming that a telephone creator includes top of stock Android.

Stock Android has a for the most part cleaner look, and it's not troubled with "bloatware" applications, including LG's own applications that occasionally do an indistinguishable thing from Google's own applications. Furthermore, unless you purchase the G6 opened straightforwardly from LG, you'll most likely get your transporter's own bloatware, as well. Intemperate applications that do similar things can confound and mess your telephone.

Skins are additionally some portion of the motivation behind why numerous Android telephones don't get refreshes on time, as a feature of the postpone originates from the telephone producer, which needs to adjust its skin to work with the new form of Android. Lamentably, that requires some investment.

Updates are a truly critical piece of your cell phone involvement, as they convey patches that settle security openings, and give general bug fixes and enhancements.

This additionally applies to essentially every other Android cell phone separated from Google's own particular Pixels.

As a feature of its skin, the G6 is feeling the loss of the Android application drawer, which is a colossal, key separating highlight between Android telephones and iPhones.

The application drawer – appeared on the Google Pixel above on the privilege – is the place all your applications are put away, and it permits you to keep just a couple of your applications on your home screen, making for perfect, clean home screens that aren't covered with your applications. You could have 100 applications in the application drawer, and just a single application on your home screen, for instance.

With the application drawer gone, a gigantic piece of what makes an Android telephone is no more.

The G6 is awesome, yet it would have been exceptional a year ago.

As I've specified again and again, the G6 is the best cell phone LG has discharged up until this point. The organization's cell phone branch can at long last contend in the top notch Android lead class. LG even beat the opposition to the punch for including adjusted corners on the show.

Be that as it may, I dread it's come a year past the point of no return. Only two months after the G6 was discharged, Samsung turned out with the staggering Galaxy S8, which presented new elements, similar to iris acknowledgment to rapidly and safely open your telephone, also a more up to date processor.

The LG G6 has one thing that could influence you far from the Galaxy S8.

The LG G6 costs $650, while the base cost for the Galaxy S8 is an astounding $720. In the event that you'd rather not go over the $700 check, then go for the LG G6. Or, then again even better, go for Google's Pixel, which costs the same as the G6, has one of the best cell phone cameras, and runs stock Android. Simply take note of that the Pixel is not water safe.

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