#Reverb Motherfuckers

[rbatt014]

Walking Spanish

People don’t know who I am. But more than enough people know who Roy Edroso is. I sorta came to him by way of his blog (how could you forget a band name like his?), and now he is a Substacker, which I am happy to pay for even if I don’t have the time to read him every day. He’s kind of like I am, wandering into musings about culture and politics, but he’s also a master satirist and deep thinker.…

[io1111]

ill never forgive dsmp fans for what they did to mr. glass animals

[chrollohearttags]

Mic Check: Miami Heat | The Trailer

hello all and welcome to the reality show au (within an au) for reverb! This is a little bonus mini series that I’ve had in the works alongside the upcoming chapters of the story. These are some of the excerpts from dialogue of the show. I’m really excited for this one, even though it’s been ages since I’ve worked on it! I hope y’all enjoy! as always, reblogs and comments are HEAVILY APPRECIATED! it’s very hard to keep motivation for long winded series and fics when we don’t feel like anyone is paying attention.

side note: blue = narration

pink = dialogue from the ‘show’

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When you think of Miami…you think palm trees, South Beach..the glitz..fame..

“This house is literally perfect. It’s my dream home..” “it better be for $5 mil..”

“AMG is hosting the very first music festival of its kind. No other record label has done anything like this. Last year, the talent agency reportedly earned $7.2 billion—“

“You grew up sailing on a yacht. That’s some next level shit, dude!” “Yeah, it was definitely crazy.”

“You know you’ve made it when you can ride back through your old hood in a McLaren.” “And that bitch paid for too.”

“People asking for pictures and autographs when I go out is ‘sum I don’t think I can ever get used to. It’s all still new to me.”

“You’re the it girl now, get used to it.”

..and the glamor. The home to some of the biggest names in the music industry and they’re showing everyone what they’re all about..

“This is our year..believe that.”

“We’re doing our first international tour, dawg. This shit crazy.”

“This next album has to be my best..I owe that to everybody who’s supported me for the past ten years.”

“I’m gonna prove to them why I deserve to be here. This is just as much my passion as everybody else’s.”

“We’re more than just stripping or dancing, this is our art and we wanna show the world what Pole Assassins is all about.”

“You ever thought about making a solo album while Atelier Kiss is on hiatus?” “I don’t even know what that would sound like.”

“Dead Boys for Life. We doing this shit till we in the dirt.”

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..Welcome to the Magic City, like you’ve never seen it before! Watch your favorite stars as they navigate careers..

“AHHHH! IT’S SO PRETTY!..” “That's all you, baby. You earned it.”

“EJ the Don is the motherfucking blueprint. Everybody in this game has tried to imitate your style.” “There’s only one though.”

“Thank y’all so much for getting me to one million! I’m so happy right now—“

“This could be a huge opportunity for you..I think you should go for it. You could become the next big name in the modeling world if you play your cards right.”

“They want me to model for Playboy—“

“I’ve never done anything like this before..”

“I get one song to show them why I belong here. I can’t fuck this up.”

“You’re really nervous, aren’t you?” “Yeah..” “..don’t be, you earned this for a reason.”

“Can I throw up now? Because I feel like I want to..”

..love

“I just really love spending time with you. I always have so much fun when you’re around.”

“When are you gonna let me make you mine?” “When you stop playing games and ask me to.”

“That man really got you smiling like this! It’s so cute.” “Maybe I’m feeling him a lil’ bit.”

“I get to spend the rest of my life with you and that’s all that matters.”

“You wouldn’t know what to do with me..” “I can think of a couple things actually..”

“I swear, he’s everything I could ever want. I’ve never felt like this, I don’t know what to do.”

“Can I kiss you right now?” “You didn’t even have to ask.”

“After 20 years of marriage, how do you keep the spark in your relationship?” “I don’t think I can answer that on the radio.”

“I think you’re falling in love.” “What if I said I already am?..”

“All eyes are on us now. Everybody knows we’re dating.” “So let’s give them something to see, baby.”

..and..their biggest challenges! They’ll be tested beyond their limits and some..may even break.

“You abandoned me! I didn’t even know who you was..now you want to be a fucking mom?!”

“You were never a fucking dad to me. I barely even saw you and you wanna tell me what I’ve done wrong with my life?!”

“It’s been seven years since she passed away. I can’t even bring myself to go because it’ll all come back to me.”

“They tryna give me life behind this shit, dawg.” “That’s the thing about making it out. Everybody else gets left behind. The only way you can ever visit them is behind glass or at their grave.”

“I never forgave him for what happened and I don’t think I ever will. It’s some things you don’t talk about as a man.”

“Nah, I’m done playing these fucking games with you! Leave me alone.”

“My dad is sick and he wants me to take over his company. I don’t know if I can handle that responsibility.”

“It’s okay to be angry or cry, that’s what healing is all about. You’re not perfect.”

“Are you sure you wanna quit making music?” “I don’t know what I want anymore.”

“I’m just tired of feeling like I'm not being taken seriously. I’m just forever going to be the guy in second place.”

“Could we see another Mika ASH album in the future?…” “I don’t know if Mikasa Ackerman can survive that. It might kill me..”

“I’ve been fighting this addiction alone and I just can’t do it anymore.”

“I can’t afford no shit like this to happen right now. I don’t wanna go through with it..”

confronting their biggest fears..and each other.

“I always felt like you had a problem with me.”

“You just fake as hell and I can’t fake like I’m with all that.”

“You’ve always been a pussy. I don’t expect much.”

“I ain’t switch up on nobody. I grew up and that’s some shit you don’t know nothing about.”

“All you’ve ever gave a fuck about is music, nothing or no one else..” “Music is the only thing that’s never let me down. More than I can ever say for your sorry ass.”

“You let that bitch disrespect me in your face and said nothing to check her. I could never be with a man like you.”

“You gon’ tell her you’ve been fucking her man or do I have to?”

“Everybody keeps saying you’re bad for me.” “Maybe you should listen to them.”

“Bitch, I’m from that other side. I don’t do no back and forth!

“Either we all in this or Pole Assassins is done. I’m not bringing any deadweight with me to the top.”

“It just feels like I’m working so hard for nothing. Like this shit never gets easier.”

“You’ve always had a nasty spirit on you and I see why you have no friends.”

“Do you really even want to marry me? Or do you feel like you have to because you couldn’t have who you really wanted?”

“I can’t do this..oh my godddd!”

“I wonder why I’m still here sometimes. I just feel like I don’t want to see another year.”

“He’s lost his fucking mind, truly..”

“It’s them..or me. Make your choice.”

“Everybody in this room can kiss my ass. Fuck every last one of y’all and I mean that from my soul.”

Welcome to Miami!

“This is going to be crazy.”

New episodes every week!

[isa-ghost]

returned to ask for the chayanne and phil headcanons

[reverb] CHAYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANE

qPhil headcanons masterlist

DO NOT FORGET CHAYANNE'S ROOTS OF STANDING ON THE VERY EDGE OF THE WALL DAY 1. This little motherfucker unlimited lives to give his papa a heart attack!! It is his fucking pleasure to be a menace!!

I've ranted about this before (can't find my post abt it) but PHIL DOESN'T REALIZE THE THINGS HE'S TEACHING HIS SON ARE UNHEALTHY FLAWS. THE BEING STRONG ALL THE TIME AND PROTECTING EVERYONE ALWAYS AND WHATNOT. HE DOESN'T REALIZE HOW DAMAGING IT CAN BE. STOP BAD DAD TRUTHING HIM, HE'S PASSING ON WHAT HE THINKS IS RIGHT BECAUSE THAT IDIOT EXISTS THAT WAY HIMSELF. GOD. THEY BOTH NEED THERAPY.

Chayanne is in kahoots with Tallulah to convince Phil to do a hardcore project level build someday

They love sparring with each other so much. Phil loves giving his son tips and seeing him rapidly catch on & improve and Chayanne loves to see his dad in his element and thriving

Crow brain says Oh It's Orange? Okay, Gift For Chayanne Yesyes

Chayanne is the king of well-timed Orange Justices and they always crack Phil up

Phil has no idea but Chayanne is trying so hard to set things up so Missa has a perfect and uninterrupted opportunity to confess his feelings. Chayanne's happy regardless of if they stay platonic or go romantic but he at least wants his papa to get the chance to communicate with his dad

Sometimes Chayanne misses 1 on 1 time with Phil. It's nothing against Tallulah (she actually Also desires 1 on 1 dad time), he just aches for the nostalgia of the early days. Phil taking him places and teaching him how to survive, the pleasant quiet and less tension. It's easier on Phil when he isn't watching two kids

The only reason Phil eats 3 square meals a day consistently is bc Chayanne exists. Btw Chayanne also loves making him snacks

He thrives on asking Phil wildly out of pocket questions. Like "where do babies come from" but more creative, less overdone. "What happens when we die?" type shit, things that make Phil do a double take and have a mini crisis

Chayanne wants to play irl fruit ninja with Phil but Phil hasn't been convinced to try it yet. (It IS working slowly tho)

Phil's lame dad jokes don't always kill Chayanne like they do Tallulah so sometimes he resorts to low blows: Little German Boy memes

Sometimes Phil gets chased around the house with a spatula bc he's being a little shit or a self-deprecating idiot while Chayanne so happens to be cooking

They do something special together on Techno's birthday to honor him. There's no set activity/event they do, it's just whatever feels right and most genuine at the time. Chayanne always makes a big potato-based dish to offer on a little ofrenda though

They're both kinda playing the I Pretend I Do Not See It game with the whole,, Chayanne fighting Phil (EK) thing. "Ah yes you were fighting Ender King physically, not at all him in my body, I wasn't involved at all, you weren't hurting your dad's body and I wasn't trying to kill my son not at all haha yep, neither of us are at all fucked up about it what do you mean" 🥚🐤 🤝🏻 😁🐦‍⬛

[siremasterlawrence]

Henry Cavill has felt quite off for the longest time getting on his motorcycle he rides off in to the desert just blasting through the area as if he is in a race.

Story request by @male-meat-suit

Someone always feels like they beside him one way or the other he can’t escape it so he might as well make a run for it as far as he can go.

Henry checking his area through the mirror can help himself because every once in a while he keeps seeing a stranger in the view mirror.

Unfortunately for him he has no idea what

is to come this day the more he revs up the motorcycle getting him hard this should not be happening.

The power of the motorcycle revs up in even more roaring in to the road as he speeds in to the desert and the gas from the pipe blows up.

The motorcycle starts to glow blowing up in a shiny silver color channeling in to his body Henry does not know why but there is a true reverb happening.

A pair of arms reach on to him grabbing and groping him as he squirms on the seat he is in a sea of madness as his aura is now on a sexual high.

Suddenly, his body is losing absolute control every action, thought and motion is a totally robotic and he is no longer in control of his body.

A woosh or power rushes coming up from the bottom of feet shoots up in to the nerves occupying his body inside him he can feel a another soul.

His mind is spinning a figure in back of his mind a new figure standing alone in a dark shadowy figure looming over him growing stronger by the second.

“DAMN IT! Why this feeling go?”

“And what is with the glint?”

“A mirror trick?”

“BLAST”

“Calm down”

“Let me stop here and grab some water “

“I can’t help this feeling”

“Is someone watching me”

“Creepy “

“My head is spinning”

“Uuuugggghhhh!”

“Oh God!”

“Why am I so hard?”

“About to cum”

“FUCK”

“I am in control now”

“Who are you ?”

“Relinquish your body to me”

“Nnnooo Ssstttoooppp!”

His blue revels with a surge of electrical red bloody currents causing his cock to shoot cum through his pants instantly getting harder.

The pain pricking him causing him to soar, grow stiff and hard as they become totally immobile losing his balance he crashes to the floor.

His head spins blacking out in to semi aware drop in to unconsciousness with his body in a catatonic state of nothingness and black bleakness spreads.

Awakening in this space he lifts himself up in to the sky he sees the man an unimportant guy so unimpressive young guy with no muscle.

His super level definition of height he is now overshadowing the nerdy young man’s who stares at him with no fear or worry to his deflation.

In real time his body aimlessly his body is back on his feet checking out the area to see no cars coming and begins to strip off his clothes.

His hands digging under his shirt letting the sun shine on bus washboard abs throwing it to the side and his hands on his bely is next it’s sexy.

He hates this deep need to be used, lusted after and watched as the man is overtaking him it’s disgusting to me and it’s the stupid ridiculous.

The belt slides off, pants are unbutton and zipper drawn and it’s no more privacy from here. The pants are off leaving nothing but ones imagination.

Striking a pose he props up his cellphone on a display of rocks as he poses for a multiple sets of showcasing his body and even does a video recording.

“Hey I am Henry Cavill, I am fine, and vain.”

“I would never say that..you are liar”

“We can’t here you “

“Mwahahahahaha “

“The heat is killing me”

“And I am hot”

“It’s my body “

“Not anymore “

“Fuck! I won’t let you “

“As if you have a choice “

“I do…I one hundred percent do”

“You have no power here “

“Welcome to the sub space!”

“Hey baby”

“You want this pretty ass”

“I am free”

“To be with you and you “

“Of course you “

“Why am loving this?”

“I am fading! No! Let me go! I want my life…I”

“Bye bye”

“Mwahahahahaha “

“Motherfucking pussy bitch”

Henry Cavill disappears inside his own mind he fell in to swirl submission.

The end

[frosty-the-killer-doll]

No because cisco and reverb are my Romain empire, like imagine reverb doesn't die from Zoom and him and cisco become reluctant allies. Reverb teaching cisco how to harness his powers, teaches him the full extent, obviously trying to convince cisco to switch sides, giving him the whole "we could be gods" speech and mabye cisco trys to convince reverb to switch sides, because they don't have to be a God. Would reverb get a redemption arc, would cisco enter his villan Era? Maybe cisco shows reverb how to be good while reverb shows cisco how to let loose. Maybe reverb makes cisco feel like hes powerful, that he doesn't just have to be a sidekick Maybe they grow really attached to eachother Maybe they start a life together telling everyone there twins and they help eachother grow. Or they just breach between Earths and hang out when they can. Could it be a situation like snart and barry? Betrayals not just between the two for them but with everyone else as well. I wouldnt say cisco is gullible but he loves a little too hard and trust a little too fast. Mabye deep down reverb is the same. Also there both definitely sarcastic ass's to eachother. The show could have done so much with the two of them and the lack of fics is CRIMINAL

bro i thought you were about to go the selfcest route but sure yeah twins twins is good too!! i really wish reverb had gotten to stick around that long, maybe a lil arc like the caitlin snows had in s2 when said girlies were kidnapped by bitchass loser cunt asshole motherfucker whiny baby bitch whore zoom together, like instead of killing him zoom takes him captive and cisco feels like its responsibility to save him, that woulda been FUN

[kiwinatorwaffles]

some motherfucker in my class just said “nightcore is slowed and reverb” literally what timeline am i living in

[thekidsfromyestergay]

On letting go

New format! Just gonna edit this post song by song to make things smoother!

Living together: It's so hard to talk about circa songs because there's just so much complexity to them. The triplet rhythm of the distress call is so incredibly satisfying. The bass in the verses meanders around the root in such a satisfying way. Just before the chorus there's either a violin synth pad or a shimmer on the guitar, but either way it's gorgeous. Listen to the chorus twice with one ear on each side, then again with both. You'll appreciate the guitars so much more.

Morning and amazing: are you fucking kidding me it's 5/4 6/4 alternating those crazy motherfuckers!!! Big fan of the little swing section with all its jazz infusion. Somehow the riff feels out of time even though it is and it's so cool

The greatest lie: The way the drums and bass interact and lock in here feels so strong and creates so much movement and allow so much space for the guitars to bounce off each other in a more free flowing way. It's hard to tell where the 1 is and it's so fascinating to hear that in such a well executed way.

Medicine and poison: if you've noticed me avoiding talking about the vocals so far well. This song is why. The vocal here is fucking INSANE. It's not even that the belt sounds effortless, because the fact that it doesn't hits so much harder. Especially in that last chorus, the notes he's hitting in that register are just insanely impressive and steal the show of the entire song. Anthony reminds me so much of the best singers that grunge had to offer in terms of range and pure power.

Mandala: I love you drums everyone say it with me I LOVE YOU DRUMS!!! Songs that got me walking around looking confused mouthing 1234 at myself because it sounds irregular but ISNT! Anthony does a great job of finding incredibly interesting rhythms for vocal patterns while still keeping in time with the whole song.

Travel Hymn: again with all of those beautiful offbeat patterns! The payoff in the chorus where everything syncs back up is SO good. Circa use so many intricate guitar parts that it somehow makes a simplistic chorus hit even harder

Semi constructive criticism: God I love 0-100 type songs that flip between super stripped and completely full on with no between. The brief moment where the drums deliberately drag behind a beat is so satisfying

Kicking your crosses down: ohhhh the way the classical guitar blends in is so beautiful. The timing of the chorus is so complex I don't even know how to discuss it. listen for the bass because it goes fucking crazy. The fakeout ending is simultaneously frustrating and perfect.

On letting go: Guitar noises my best friend guitar noises!!!! I love the way the snare alternates between the 3 and the 4 without losing the beat. The left ear part on the chorus(?) is so simplified compared to their other parts but so effective. I'm always a huge sucker for a gang vocal with a stadium reverb.

[srorgana1]

Into The Reverb (Kylo Ren/Reader)

Chapter Thirty Six

The mass of humanity writhes and screams. Random mosh pits form like whirlpools in the sea of people. Music is all they care about. The sky is clear and the bright sun burns down on everyone and everything. The outside stage is already warm from the heat of the prior days and the constant stream of people and equipment.

Kylo wipes his brow with his cut off shirt as he watches Rogue finish playing their newest single. He smirks as Noah lets out a filthy roar at the end, exciting the crowd even more. He adjusts his guitar strap on his shoulder as he waits. He can feel the tingle of excitement rushing through him. His mind flashes to you. He hopes Hux keeps his promise to record this.

He hears his cue. He steps up the stage stairs, sending out a nasty trill. It’s the perfect addition to the song. The crowd screams louder. He walks confidently up to the mic stand, adding an additional layer of sound to the music already playing. He smiles at the crowd and takes a deep breath; he sees Noah walking up. He's ready to blow all these motherfuckers away.

The beat changes as he hits a pick rake. He sees Noah nod, switching his mic to his other hand. As if one entity, they both start to growl out the bridge, building intensity for the impending breakdown. Kylo growls out the final lyric sending the crowd into a frenzy. Noah is rocking next to him, reveling in the energy.

Kylo's fingers fly over the strings and frets. "Go!" he hears Noah scream as the beat goes harder. He can feel his sweat pouring down his face and arms as he winds down. He flips his hair back and smiles. "Kylo fucking Ren everyone!" Noah yells to the crowd. The crowd screams but he keeps playing.

As they finish the song, he walks up to the center of the stage. He waves at the crowd with Noah. "Great job buddy" Noah says, slapping his shoulder. "Anytime" he says, still waving at the crowd "you sticking around?" "Fuck yeah I am" Noah says smiling. He lifts his mic.

"Ya'll excited to see the Knights of Ren tonight!?" he yells to the crowd. Screams and cheers respond. He looks back at Kylo and smirks. Kylo shakes his head, full of adrenaline and happiness. He waves one more time as he leaves the stage.

Handing off the guitar, a towel is handed to him by a stagehand. Wiping his face, he doesn’t see Hux approach. "Well done, Ren" he says, handing him a water bottle. He twists the cap and guzzles it down. "I recorded it and sent it off, should be on online by tomorrow" Hux says as he looks at his phone.

While it is hot as hell, Hux is still dressed up, suit jacket and all. How he is not stifling Kylo doesn’t know. "You sent it to her right?" Kylo asks as they both descend the backstage stairs. "Yes, Ren I did" he says rolling his eyes.

He smiles at the thought of your beautiful eyes widening and your perfect plush mouth opening in awe as you watch him play. He mentioned to you last night he may do it since Noah asked and they were preforming at the same music festival. But what you don’t know is that it was decided already as a surprise. He had told Noah how much you liked their music and how he had caught you on a couple of occasions jamming to them. He reminds himself to make sure he takes a picture with Noah after the show so he can send it to you along with a festival shirt.

"Ren!" Hux snapped. "What?" he says looking at the surly redhead. "You are on in two hours, go start getting ready" Hux says, pointing to the tour bus. Kylo huffs out a yes sir, flipping Hux off as he makes his way through the back area. This was the part many don’t see.

The chaotic energy of the festival staff running around, making sure everything runs perfectly. He doesn’t know how they pull this off every year. He nods at a couple of people as he walks up to their tour bus. The big black behemoth which has been home for the last two months. He sighs as he enters.

He quickly notices there is no one else on the bus even though there is a pile of empty soda cans and empty plastic wrappers littering the table. He pushes his sweaty hair out of his eyes. He can still feel the adrenaline pumping in his veins. He's still too hyped. Why did their show have to be so far away, he thinks as he paces.

He grabs his phone and sits down on the bench seat. He smiles as he clicks on a message from you. Good luck today baby I know you will kill it. Text me later? He revels in your confidence in him. His fingers move quickly across the screen. Hey baby - doing good so far, show in two hours. I’ll text you after.

He hits send, leaning back. He could feel himself stiffen in his pants at the thought of you. He missed you so fucking much. Ripping down the zipper of his jeans, he shifted his pants down slightly so he could remove his cock from his boxers.

He grips himself tightly, loving the feeling of himself pulsing for you. He groans as he rubs his thumb around the head, collecting precum. Fuck. He starts to stroke his length, your moans and soft noises echoing in his mind from the video he watched earlier.

God, he missed your body. How your pussy gripped him and sucked him in. How your soft hands felt along his length and balls as you suck him off. He shudders as his pace increases. He huffs out short breaths, trying to not to moan loudly. He pictures you on your knees, your pretty mouth full of his cock, gagging on it. His hips begin to twitch wanting more than anything for you to be here pleasuring him.

“Y/N..." he moans lowly. He looks down at his cock, the head an angry red and his pre-cum leaking down his shaft. You would fucking love this, he thinks, moving his hand faster. You loved to drag it out, making his blabber nonsense before you would send him to the moon.

The thought of your husky voice whispering "let go" sends him over the edge. “Fuck Y/N Fuck!" he shouts as he spills over his hand and stomach. Taking in a deep breath, he runs his hand over his nipples, shuddering at the overstimulation. His body twitches as he comes down. What he wouldn't do to have you next to him, giving him sweet kisses and whispering I love you in his ear. He shudders again at the thought.

He releases himself and wipes his hand onto his shirt. The rapidly cooling mess on his skin mixes with the sweat from before makes his skin itch. Thankful he’s alone for once, he strips off his shirt and jeans. He removes his boxers and wipes off the rest of the mess on his skin as he walks to the shower. Baby girl what have you done to me, he thinks as he turns on the spray.

He hears voices as he exits the shower. “Fine, do whatever you want. I don’t fucking care. Okay, okay fine!” he hears Vic yell into the phone. Wrapping a towel around his hips, he sticks his head out of the small bathroom. “You good?” he calls out. “Yeah, just bullshit” he hears Vic sigh out. Pulling on a fresh set of boxers, he walks out to his bunk and begins rummaging for his clothes. “There hung up out here already Ky” he hears Vic say “Hux sent one of the minions in earlier to get everything ready.”

He notices Vic is slumped on the bench seating; head tipped back into the back rest. He runs his hand through his normally well-groomed hair. “You sure you’re ok?” Kylo asks as he pulls on his t-shirt. “Yeah, just a lot on my mind” Vic says distantly, his blue eyes focused on the ceiling.

“Okay” Kylo says, hoping Vic will open up to him after the show. Maybe it's something with Damien, he thinks. Since their bands had split a couple of shows ago, Vic had been more irritable and a lot more sullen. Kylo was surprised to see him so affected.

He hears Vic groan as he stands up. “C’mon Ky, we are needed for sound check in 30 minutes” he says, looking at his phone. Kylo fixed his belt buckle and smoothed his already wild damp waves. It’s still amazing that they are the headliner for day three of this festival. That people have camped out and traveled the country just to see them play tonight. He would love to come here again but as a spectator with you. You would love it, he thinks. It’s truly a celebration of music. He files it back in his mind for later conversation.

His phone pings, notifying him of impending sound check. He grabs his phone and opens the bus door. He smiles as he sees Baze standing there, his fingers tapping on his phone. “C’mon bro we are walking less than half mile, you really don’t have to be here every time” Vic grumbles. “Hello to you too, and yes I do” Baze says, smirking.

Kylo watched Vic roll his eyes, following the burly Head of Security between the tour buses. It is a bit excessive, but he understands shit happens. He hears his phone ping again. He smiles to see you had responded. I’m going to watch the live stream. Miss and love you.

His chest swells with pride that you are going to watch him perform so far from home. Can’t wait to see what you think. Love you too baby girl he responds, pocketing his phone. His pace quickens, walking out into the sun. He’s going to rock this tonight and show his baby girl how much you inspire him.

So sorry for the delay - was on vacation and the lovely Hurricane Iladia changed some plans - but im back now!Prayers for everyone who were affected more than us.

But yeah, thank you for the continued support for this fic ❤️ it means a lot 🥰

[mememanufactorum]

Lythero – various DBFZ Shenanigoons sentence starters

* All lines are from the various “DBFZ Shenanigoons” videos made by Lythero

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“If you think you had trouble with me, wait until the next one!”

“We’re going to explode.”

“You bullied me, so now I’m going to bully you!”

“Stop reverbing your jowls.”

“God damn it, your assist sucks.”

“Wait, what’s that about dying if we lose?”

“I’m not dying. YOU’RE gonna die.”

“I’m definitely not screaming every time.”

“They’ll bring me back agaaaaaaaain!”

“You’ll pay for this, you bastards.”

“I’m a Super Saiyan 4! Little one. Happy Meal version.”

“Where’s your arm?!”

“I hate you so much, stop talking!”

“Why are you laughing though?!”

“I mean, technically, I tagged you in. Look, he’s right there.”

“Block! Block, earthling! Block!”

“I need more bitches.”

“You are a bitch, [name].”

“Bitch...? Bitch... WHAT DID YOU SAY?!”

“Your drip is ruined.”

“I might have to don this drip as well.”

“I don’t need drip, unlike you.”

“See you later, FUCKER!!!”

“Is this the power of drip?!”

“This is the power of thirst!”

“He looks like a Soundcloud rapper!”

“Hi. I’m going to combo you until the thing is over.”

“Alright, on you go, you fuckin’ rat!”

“Let’s see what the rat can do.”

“Holy shit, you nearly died! He nearly TOD’ed the fuck out of you!”

“Hold on, let me think about this.”

“You know what? Fuck you! Stop powering up right now!”

“Bitch. Bad at life bitch. Bad at life, no bitches?! Oh ho ho ho ho ho ho ho!”

“I’ll have bitches alright, you’ll see.”

“Come here, scallywag! I will picketh thee up!”

“Yeah, fuck you [name]! Wake up super that ass!”

“Hey, you good over there? Maybe you should have worn a mask, motherfucker!”

“Alright you stupid two-dimensional loser.”

“I am getting attacked by Disney World prices, bro. Fuck.”

“This is how it feels when you try to go to Disney Land every year.”

“I’ll step on all of your Nikes. One at a time.”

“Now honey, listen here, I think you’re about to become content.”

“We only live to serve our master.”

“You know, [name], I don’t see eye to eye with you, but this fuckin’ [name] character has got to go!”

“Get him, honey! Fuck his day up!”

“His dad would rather buy extremely expensive clothes for himself than buy his son any clothes whatsoever.”

“He’s built like a fortress. A fortress built of FURRIES. Do you have any idea how good they make shit? Have you seen their fursuits? That shit lasts! Made out of Nintendium, bro!”

“Thirty-one days. Thirty-one days. You better count it down, bitch.”

“I’m getting tired of this shit. I’m not programmed for an entire month of [name] telling me what to do.”

“You’ll see why they call me the Prince of all Drip.”

“Hand me my keys! You know what? Fuck the keys I don’t need them!”

“Oh god, this guy plays like a fucking gorilla!”

“How come you didn’t tell me he was a king?”

“Let me kill the tiny woman!”

“Damn, honey, you couldn’t get me any of that drip? I see your dad over there looking all fly and shit, what the hell?”

“Get in the jar!”

“It’s only a matter of time, [name]. You can’t escape from crossing fate.”

“Bring back the one above all!”

“You speak out of turn, little one! I brought you into this world... SAY THAT AGAIN!”

“It’s nice of you to play with kids. Father-father/son-son bonding.”

“How dare yo– Do it again.”

“This is the power of drip. You’ll understand when you’re older.”

“Were you feeling confident? You thought you were going to win? No.”

[klekenbitchboy]

"slowed + reverb"? Motherfucker you either say nightcore or daycore

[bassboosted-moon-chao]

i dont want slowed and reverb i just want extra reverb motherfuckers let me hear plainsong as if i am in a tunnel

[ithisatanytime]

jennifer lopez - waiting for tonight (slowed & reverb)🍃

 in that same thread is a gif of multiple jewish rabbis describing america as the modern incarnation of rome and therefore edom blah blah blah, its funny because if youve ever watched a video in which someone is caught red handed in a crime but persists to lie anyway despite being on camera in the act, it has exactly the same vibe, and its because all these men are dark and ugly, dark cruel beady eyes, dark beards, they look like cartoon villians, and cartoon villians look that way because we NATURALLY through INSTINCT distrust people who look like that and therefore its narratively convenient to design your villain that way, just like if you wanted to portray with few words that your protagonist is smitten with a woman you will design her to look very beautiful, we understand without the need for words and likewise when we see some jafar looking motherfucker babbling about how he is one of gods chosen even they cant say it without the demeanor of one who is caught red handed in a lie. and you can find countless examples of these rabbis calling for the death of america they dont hide it, and yet half on the united states christians count them as our greatest ally even still. i dont think its a sin to put a whole in a boomer if a dragon is hiding behind him, not at all.

[infernaltenor]

nyan cat (slowed + reverb) is like the worst song ever created because it does the thing of completely zonin me out from the rest of the world with the objectively better sounds of a slowed down nyan cat but also like. i can loop this motherfucker for four hours and not even notice.

[smallestbrown]

plunging into an unsleeping city rewatch and frankly? its a season of Good Men

[ID: two portraits of kingston brown from the unsleeping city. kingston is a black man in his 50s with white dreads and a short white beard. he wears a dark trenchcoat over a white t-shirt, and has a golden subway token on a chain around his neck. in the first portrait, kingston smiles at the viewer humorously; half of his dreads are up in a bun, the rest fall neatly on his shoulders. in the second portrait, his hair is up in a loose ponytail, and he looks off to the side, smiling kindly.]

[baeddel]

something else that’s interesting about chopped & screwed: DJ Screw is treated very devotionally, as an inimitable sagely progenitor. calling your own mixes ‘chopped & screwed’ is controversial; many people choose other names out of respect for Screw. OG Ron C uses ‘chopped not slopped’, others use ‘slow, loud & banging’ (the putative origin of slab, a kind of customized car traditional to the black community of Houston), one guy i listen to uses ‘scobed & robed’ and also goes by that name. after Screw’s death it became a bit of an object of discourse, with people (including 50 Cent!) shitting on him as a way of airing their grievances with people in Houstan or with other labels. this received a reply in song form from Point Blank & Z-Ro (who frequently collaborated with Screw), where they also outline the ethics of making this sort of music in the wake of Screw’s death: “You can chop it but respect the fact Screw did that”, “show some respect ... show some kind of motherfucking loyalty” (addressed to Michael “5000″ Watts, also from Houston, who they accuse of “nibbling off of [Screw’s] cheese”), although they say that “the style was named after him” and Z-Ro said in an interview that the “style of music is called screw, its not called DJ D, its not called DJ Bone, its not called Watts its called screw music. It always say chopped and screwed by, it don’t say chopped and watted or chopped and D’d or whatever the fuck else.” so Z-Ro seems to think you should call it chopped & screwed out of respect.

also on the song they say that “one thing [Screw] promised, is that the world was gon be all screwed up,” and celebrate that “now they sipping syrup worldwide.” so there’s an invitation to make and enjoy chopped & screwed, wherever you’re from, but this invitation is conditional on a display of loyalty and respect to the Originator (one of Screw’s nicknames). it is typical to say ‘shout out to DJ Screw’ or something similar on your mixes and on youtube the comments are full of people declaring their respect for Screw and sometimes complaining that it’s not Screw and will never be as good. i have never really seen something like this in music; we tend to have respect for the originator of a style but the ethics of imitating them are never taken this seriously. you get the impression this is because Screw’s legacy became something of a wedge issue within Houston hip hop scene dynamics; Watts had his own label which produced chopped & screwed mixes and the SUC perhaps felt that he was profiting off of Screw’s death. OG Ron C was previously on Watts’ label and might have used a different name for his mixes to distance himself. but now displays of loyalty and respect are an inseparable part of how listeners engage with the music.

this was an issue again recently when a style of remix influenced by chopped & screwed called “slowed + reverb” got popular on youtube. this style doesn’t use any chopping and includes adding reverb (nach), usually combined with retro anime loops. when this became a tiktok trend it generated a bunch of discourse about “tiktok teens” “gentrifying chopped & screwed”! an article in the Root treats the naming “slowed + reverb” as an attempt to obfuscate where the music really comes from, i suppose as a way for producers to claim originality they don’t deserve, and to distance themselves from blackness. they read a viral tiktok this way, about the history of the style by a white girl who doesn’t mention Screw. i’m not sure that this is really fair; slowed + reverb isn’t chopped and screwed, it’s a different technique. its a very simple and accessible one (you just slow the song and add a reverb effect) which is why its popular with teens. and its only possible in the context of an online palette for remixes that has already made the march through eccojams, vaporwave and daycore, which are likewise derived (at least partially) from chopped & screwed but which add new technical means and are oriented by different aesthetic coordinates. i don’t think they’re necessarily wrong to say it’s being gentrified, though; things don’t become mainstream without this turbulence. you could view the long transition from chopped & screwed to slowed + reverb similarly to the road taken by jungle (originating from the Jamaican community in London & their friends interpreting dub and ragga records from the old country for illegal raves and pirate radio stations) to commercial drum and bass.