#big tat day for frank

[abrandnewshadow]

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[malhclmes]

𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒎𝒆𝒔 ———

basic stats.

full name: malachi santos holmes nickname(s): mal gender: cis man pronouns: he/him age: 28 birthday: 3 august 1994 zodiac: leo sun, aries moon, sagittarius rising ethnicity: 1/2 black (afro-american), 1/2 asian (filipino) nationality: canadian sexual orientation: heterosexual religion: atheist hometown: vancouver, bc current residence: marpole, vancouver, bc occupation: employee at a local family-owned pizza place/soundcloud musician time in vancouver: whole life education: high school   languages: english

physical.

hair color: dark brown, often dyed other colors eye color: dark brown height: 6′0 tattoos: half-sleeve on right forearm, bicep/shoulder piece on left arm, lots of little finger and hand tats, a tiny apple right below left eye, one really detailed colorful piece on left shin, black and white chest piece piercings: both lobes, usually not wearing anything in them scars: tba fashion: plain t-shirts, flannels, ripped jeans, converse, boots, etc

family.

birth mother: serena santos (deceased) birth father: unknown to him adoptive mother: linda holmes adoptive father: frank holmes birth siblings: none adoptive siblings: dec holmes pet(s): none

personality.

outlook: pessimistic pos. traits: savvy, loyal, courageous, altruistic, humble, witty, independent   neg. traits: stubborn, bullheaded, reckless, morally arrogant, emotionally unavailable likes: diners at 2am, getting stoned and listening to music, feeling independent, black coffee, red wine, feeling really close with people, when the days are shorter in winter, science podcasts, doing drugs, cold weather, video games, anything artificial cherry flavored, giving gifts, live music dislikes: being sober, hot people being fake humble, reading, his adoptive parents, influencer culture, asking for help, holidays, his birthday, public speaking, law enforcement, having big responsibilities, planning for the future fears: getting old, losing people

headcanons.

only likes attention for things he’s good at and enjoys like playing his music or rolling a perfect joint but otherwise haaaates it literally hates his bday and that kind of stuff, and even if it was good attention for something like music it would still be too much eventually

plays guitar really well and has a great ear for music. he loves making beats and mixing stuff and puts a lot of instrumentals up on soundcloud. sometimes he’ll record lyrics but it’s always really synthetic and autotuned sounding (this kind of stuff)

does a lot of drugs, mostly coke and hallucinogens, def has a coke problem

loves loves feeling like he’s important to people he cares about

very like altruistic but simultaneously arrogant? like his instinct would be to risk his own life to save someone but he’s not gna be friends with u necessarily FTYGUKHLJK

doesn’t rly expect things to work out for him. kind of just assumes shit doesn’t go well and lets that keep him from trying to do more with his life

has extremely complicated feelings abt his brother and will absolutely talk shit abt how he’s a magician but is of the mindset where he’s allowed to make fun of him but no one else is TYJFUGHILJOK

more tba

full biography.

**trigger warnings for death, birth complications, fostering and adoption trauma, drug abuse, addiction

In late July of 1994, Malachi Santos took his first breath in the back of a truck in downtown Vancouver. His mother, a seventeen-year-old runaway addicted to cocaine, had gotten a ride just the day before with a man in a Ford F-150 while hitchhiking west from Edmonton. They had just crossed within the city’s limits when Serena went into precipitous labor and managed to terrify the man driving the truck into agreeing when she shouted at him not to take her to the hospital, where they would be legally obligated to contact the foster parents she’d just escaped from — instead, he found a Walmart parking lot and folded down his back seats. An hour and a half in, however, he got spooked as Serena became less and less responsive in between contractions; Malachi was born five minutes before they reached the hospital, and Serena died from blood loss ten minutes after that as they were rushing her into the emergency room. Because of the drugs in her system and the premature birth, Mal had to be kept at the hospital for a couple weeks, and after being determined unfit to continue fostering, he wasn’t returned to the couple his mom had run away from.

Mal spent the next tumultuous half a decade in Vancouver’s foster system until finally getting adopted by Frank and Linda Holmes — two vibrant actors with a love for giving back to the community and another adopted son they’d already had for five years. They had gone into the adoption process for the second time with the idea of making the next one a girl, but neither could resist the challenge Mal presented when they met him and were given warnings by the adoption agency that he was a difficult child. So Malachi Santos became Malachi Holmes, and for many children, it would have been the proverbial jackpot: the Holmes family was warm and welcoming and decently wealthy to boot, but even at five years old Mal didn’t feel like he fit into it. One of the most difficult parts for him — though he never really understood why, especially when he was younger — was that this wasn’t a foster home this time but an adoptive family, and one that seemed determined to make him feel like he’d been cast in a weird sitcom every time they dressed up for Renaissance faires or as Mr. and Mrs. Clause for Christmas.

On paper they were good parents was the thing, and Dec was a good brother, it was just that by the time he hit eleven or twelve, the imposter syndrome coloring his entire home life solidified into its own identity; he felt like the black sheep not only in his home dynamic but in a much grander, cosmic sense that, in his mind, put him on one side of the proverbial fence and everybody else on the other. He was not unfriendly in school so much as deeply introverted and on some level uninterested in other people, except for two friends he made in sixth grade and stayed friends with through high school.

He’s the kind of person who has plenty of friends he chills with but those two are his homies and he’s crazy hard to get close to because he’s not interested in expanding that circle. He really doesn’t have a lot of ambition and has no grand plans with his music, in spite of knowing somewhere deep down he might actually like to. He started playing around with mixing in high school and still does that and uploads his stuff to SoundCloud and everything, he’s got a great ear for music and really enjoys doing it, but the idea of making a career out of it freaks him out pretty badly. Besides that, he works at a local pizza joint where he’s close with the family who owns it, and he’s happy (or, at least, satisfied) doing that as long as it makes ends meet.

[mmmmorph]

Summer 22 - 305

Touch down with apu

My popping ears

The pressure still built in one

To meet the girlies

and hail a yellow cab

To the place where

I had to scour the range

And fix the fucking toilet twice

Grocery run

No TP, no soap, no detergent

(I’m the mom friend)

Then i think she is

In the morning with

An iced latte and workchat

While the girlies got high

In thongs by poolside

Then off to Bayside

With fresh coconuts

Overpriced tat we all bought

Pleasantries with locals

Then a splash of light

Harassment in the

Form of invasive massages

By pushy salesmen

But we got lobster rolls!

Those fix everything

At night/morning

Dark enough for shooting stars

Sisterly talk on the beach

Behind the Fontainebleau

Big sisters and little one

Much too little for these hard things

(Truly, who am I to advise the Little

When I need a Big of my own?)

Brunch and mimosas in

Wynwood with all its bright colors

A light weight buzzed

(Let’s be frank, it was one strong drink)

Then watching so many

Swimming, floating, flying, creeping

things

Consciousness of their own

Voy a Little Havana

Café con leche para mi

Pero espresso straight for my apu

“She is so beautiful. She could be an

actress. One of those Bollywood types.”

Oh yes, isn’t she?

“¿Y espresso sin leche o azúcar? ¿Ella es muy fuerte, sí?”

Claro, hermosa y strong.

Roasting beans in the flesh

Girlies delighted to see

Still sneaking in their smoke

While apu and I watch cocks

strolling the streets

(Men and birds alike)

The distinct intoxicating scent

All those gentlemen have

Their lingering glances

beauty in their creases

Chatting and smoking cubanos

Patient with my broken Spanish, but

Much too broken for the bruja

(Who actually hung up on us)

No patience for little girls

And their little queries like

“Will he really truly love me forever?”

Or “Where will I be in five years?”

Onward to Biscayne

But much too late for that park

When nature awakes to overtake

(I screamed that bobcat OFF)

Did that shake the girls off their high?

Their hobbling run and screech

Only to be rescued by Trash Boy

So adorable in his little park ranger suit

“K, he’s too young for us”

Yeah, yeah apu whatever

You know I’m toxic these days

Six plus he piled high and dangling

With the trash in his Golf Club

An unexpected garbage boy hero

Dinner and more appraising

Glances at that beach place

Voices rising high with drink

Paella y plántanos, great but

Expensive as fuck

(I dragged my doggy bag to South

Beach, thank you very much.)

Shimmering lights and people

Night beaches echo laughs

and herb in the air

Flashing blue red to tell

Sweet girlies being bad

Go home beach closed

half clothed

Wet breast in mesh and thigh gleaming

Squeeze past bumper cars

“Sweetheart, come here.

Baby, I got something for you.”

Ball and Chain

Feeling like chopped liver

In this green freakum dress

There isn’t enough Johnny Walker Black

To make this place truly pop

But fun nonetheless

(A mask and a leg scooter? Really?

We should’ve rolled the dice at Liv)

Of to Mango’s but the strip is now dead

Biscayne again

Lazy in sunshine

Determined to never go

Back to our lives

Until Joia dinner where the

Girls took all the drinks

And never stumbled once

The Pier

It feels like goodbye

(It is goodbye)

Heels off in hand

The night so still

While the waves crash

I remember your teeth

Gleaming in the dark

Maybe, it was you

I didn’t say then but

I’ll say it now

Hello, stranger

-mmorph

[evis-gossip]

“The girl from the library” - Chapter 1

Summary: Spencer has been going to a specific library for a specific reason, and it may not be for the books.

Pairings: Spencer Reid x Reader, Spencer Reid x Reader x OC!Frank (platonic)

Genre: fluff, like fluff to root teeth, like I have diabetes now, and angst if you squint

Warnings: canon type violence (I started working on this a long time ago, so I don't remember some things. If see something, please let me know)

Word count: 3.3k

A/N: hi guys! I'm back with something completely different. I loved writing this, so I hope you've enjoyed reading this much. Please take in to a count that English is not my native language, so all mistakes made are mine. If you see any, let me know Lots of love <3

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Every Saturday morning, Spencer goes to the library. It’s become a routine. Whenever he’s not on a case, from 10AM to 01PM, he sits on the same chair tucked again in a corner. Every week, for only 3 hours, he gets to have peace. He hides away from the world and its monsters. He finds solace in stories and gentle silence. The library is not the one closest to his apartment, yet he takes the not-so-short walk. Why does he go out of his way to a library when there’s a perfectly good one closer to home, you might ask. Well, as he likes to tell himself, it’s purely because of the natural enchantment of it. The way he noticed, nearly six months when this all started, how it always smells like coffee, and vanilla, and cinnamon, and lavender and home. How it’s all decorated like it belongs to a different time or a different world. How it’s quiet but not deadly silent. That’s what he tells himself, those are definitely the reasons, only those, absolutely not the pretty girl that sits right out the corner of his eye.

Because, why would Dr. Spencer Reid go to a library for a pretty girl instead of books? Not because she brings her own books so she can annotate them instead of the ones in the library. Not because she pauses her reading to help the old couple using the library computers to learn about the new world and its changing technology, and he can hear her sweet honey-like voice. Not because she reacts so intensely to every word she reads. Not because of how fast she can read, not as fast as himself, but fast nonetheless provided how many pauses she makes for annotations, tech support and even recommendations. Not because her literature knowledge is so extensive the librarian sometimes redirects patrons to her because she can find the perfect thing to read for everyone. Not because he’s practically in love with her and he’s never even gathered the courage to speak to her. Yeah, you hear me right. Mr Genius himself is in love with the pretty girl from the library.

That’s not even the best part. The best part is how on Friday afternoons he finishes his paperwork on record time because he accidentally found out she volunteers at the library on Friday afternoons and he doesn’t want to miss the opportunity of seeing her. And, as expected, the team is starting to notice. It’s not usual for Reid to leave the first, even if he’s always the first to finish everything and be free to go. He’s so ahead the actual paperwork only takes a small fraction of his work day, which leaves the rest of his time to reading, learning and sometimes Rubik’s cubes. But lately, he turns in his paperwork not long after lunch and asks Hotch if he can leave now, to which his boss has no excuse for refusing. He’s never had to stay late, but he’s always done it anyway. You must understand, changes are not like Reid. He has a routine, he sticks to it. Leaving work early is a big change for him. Of course everyone notices. Even Anderson knows something’s up.

He gets to his destination just to see the normally simple library is half decorated with Alice in wonderland theme. He stops by the desk to talk to the librarian. The guy is what you would least expect a librarian to be. Tall, muscular, tattooed, only the cardigan fits the traditional attire.

“Hey Frank” he waves, drawing his attention. “Hey man. Spencer, right?” “Yeah, correct” he nods “Um, Spencer, we have a children’s circle coming today, so it’s going to be pretty much a giggling hurricane in here. Just telling you ahead” “Oh, so that’s what decorations are for” he chuckles. When Frank’s about to turn around leaving him to go to his usual seat, he speaks again “I know you like Y/N” of course he knows, he’s friends with Y/N, but if he knows, Y/N must do as well. But why is he bringing that up now? Wait, could they be dating or something? It would make perfect sense for a girl as beautiful as Y/N to be with a guy that looks taken from a flashing magazine “For the record, I think you should ask her out” he adds bringing the brunette out of his thoughts “Look, I’ve know Y/N since forever, and she’s a great girl with a complicated personality that not everyone can handle, but i happen to think you’d do a great job. You’re a good man, who just might be the definition of her type, but that’s not for me to determine” Frank concludes, making an intense blush creep up Spencer’s face, and neck and ears, for that matter. “I- uh, um , eh… I just- I- I’m” he stutters, just to be interrupted by the very subject of the conversation.

“Hey guys” Y/N says walking in with a box she settles on the counter. She’s wearing a plaid puffy dress with cream, brown and green colors. The oversized tan carding she has on reminds him of something he would wear. To Spencer, she not just looks beautiful as always, but radiant as sunshine and soft as moonlight. Everything, from the doc martens to the loose y/h/c hair, without forgetting the shrinking y/e/c orbs, captures Spencer in a way not many people have before. “What’s up?” she looks between Spencer and Frank. Something tells the genius that the smug in the librarians face in contrast with his astonished red one means no good “Oh, nothing, y’know, the kids comin’ in today and the decorations still to be put” the smug turns into a smirk before continuing “I think my guy Spencer, here present, just mentioned wanting to help” he finished diverting the girl’s attention to his blushing face, that somehow is getting redder, if humanly possible. “You sure? I can get real bossy real quick sometimes” she chuckles, giving Spencer the moment to decide that making her laugh is his new life purpose. “Ye- yeah, I- I- I’d love to help” “Great” she beams “grab the box, I’m gonna go get the stepladder”

Spencer follows her with the box in his hands. She sets up the ladder right where the decorations cease to exist. She climbs frealess, and it’s when it starts to sway that he gets so worried that it overcomes anxiety. “Tha- That’s not very safe for you. Y- Y- You should get down from there and let me do it. I can reach, I’m tall” “Why? You don’t think I can manage it on my own?” “N- No. Yes, I mean yes, I’m sure can do manage it perfectly, b- but there are more than 164,000 emergency room-treated injuries and 300 deaths per year just in the U.S.” he rambled, anxiously until she chuckled “Spencer, I’m 5’2, I’ve been climbing ladders and much more dangerous places my whole life. If a harmless stepladder can win me the battle of life, then maybe I had it coming” her soft spoken answer relaxes Spencer, although he still worries for her safety “can you pass me the red garland?” she requests leaving him no option but to suppress his worries. As she keeps placing the decorations from Spencer’s hands, he can’t help but get lost in her light. How active and bright she is, how she finishes like a master in what to him seems like record time. “If i may ask” he interjects when it’s nearly done “why Alice's Adventures in Wonderland?” “Well it wasn’t my choice. Frankie wanted a children’s classic book, with an attributed author, that was adapted to a Disney movie, so the kids would know the basics of the story, but we could also show them books. I could understand where this is coming from, but I happen to know that it just happens that Frank loves the story. Still, it’s a pretty good point, if it had been something like Cinderella where the story is folklore and passed down by generations, books don’t make that much sense, whereas with a classic like Oliver Twist, most kids don’t know the story and they'd be bored in no time. It makes sense, even if I don’t particularly enjoy this decision given the life the author led and how it reflects-“ she cuts herself blushing intensely, and Spencer who was hanging onto every word almost couldn't stop the disappointed look in his face “sorry, I’m rambling, I tent to do that” “Me too” Spencer smiles, he’s so used to being cut off, but he never thought it happened to others, especially not when they’re as sweet as Y/N. She smiles back and as she’s going to continue, giggles start to echo in their ears making her divert her attention. The kids are there and Spencer considers regretting staying, but talking with her made it absolutely worth it.

The hurricane Frank predicted moved to the center of the room where Y/N receives them. She introduced herself and explained the different activities. Just like Spencer had hung on to her words, the children do as well, fascinated by her tone, movements and kindness. Honestly, the genius couldn’t blame them, they’re all in the same boat here. He guesses few things could be less interesting to normal people, and especially children, but not with her. She makes everything fascinating, an adventure. He always saw the library as a haven, filled with portals to other worlds as well as knowledge. But now, he is a kid again, just like the small guests, like if he had entered a library for the first time. He knows the library won’t ever feel the same. She keeps going with the activities, from reading passages from Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland to coloring printouts of the Chessire, the Red Queen, the White Rabbit and all the characters he already knew. He limits himself to sit close to the counter, peek over his book, pretending to be engrossed in reading when he actually couldn’t do anything but watch. In his mind, he thinks is he being so slick, a bit creepy if he thinks too hard, but then she catches him, he wishes the earth would open up and swallow him whole until she flashes him a sweet smile and a playful wink, and instead of being swallowed he feels he is being melted.

Frank, of course, always so perceptive and willing to play matchmaker (Penny would love him if they knew each other), sees the whole thing unravel until it gets boring and it’s time for an intervention. “Spencer, my man, I have a new book recommendation for ya” he diverts the genius attention from the “reading”, if you could call it that “so, it’s not what you usually read, but I think you just might like it” a copy with green, golden and brown tones that she knew well flashes at the corner of Y/N’s eyes as Frank pulls it from behind the counter, and thank god Spencer was to invested in the book recommendation to see her intense blushing “you see, it’s got magic, it’s got mystery, it happens in an old university with a secret library. And I don’t want to give too much away, but it’s pretty interesting and new” that’s when Spencer notices Y/N’s blushing face side eyeing the book while simultaneously keeping the kids engaged in the activities. Every time a side glance is thrown at the golden printed title, she seems to get even more nervous, and to his surprise this makes him even more curious about the novel.

“Okay, I’ll take it. I’ll probably be back tomorrow and tell you what I thought” Spencer does not miss the smug side smirk the librarian has on his face, as if everything is going according to plan. Frank has only checked the book out and Spencer doesn’t even get time to start this new story when it’s announced that the time with the children is done and they must get going. Y/N sweetly bids the little ones goodbye before going to take down the decorations.

“Hey, leave them” Frank starts with an exasperated sigh “But- But” “No buts, go home, it’s been a long day, I’ll take ‘em down tomorrow” “Okay” she defeats gathering her things. “I should get going too” the doctor interjected, this is his chance and if he didn’t take it, he doesn’t take it, he doesn’t know when will be his next “Where are you headed?” she steals his thunder while putting her trench coat on “I- um just down the street” “Great! Me too, I gotta catch the metro over there” she finishes nearly reaching the door, while Spencer is standing still over the counter, unable to move “Are you gonna walk with me or what?” the tilt in her head and playful smile told Spencer he ought not to make her wait.

“Bye Frank!” she waves energetically “Bye kiddos” he winks. She walks down the stairs of the building slowly, Spencer can’t help but clutch tightly the strap of his satchel as he walks just a few steps behind. He wonders, even with her right there, his mind wanders if this is what it would be like if they were together, walking back home from a cute date at the library, if they would hold hands, if her hands would be warm or if he would warm them with his own, and in between all this wandering, the only certainty Spencer has, is that he wouldn’t think twice about germs. “So, Spencer,” Y/N has said his name up to this point a total of 2 times, which means Frank has said it more often than her. It’s not like he’s keeping count or anything, it’s just that the way her cute little accent pops up when she says it makes him want to hear his own name from her lips until he loses count, knowing that can’t happen “I hear Frankie gave you a new book” “Yeah, Golden hands, Silver tears. Why? Have you read it?” “Not excatly, no. But i’ve heard good things about it, I think you’ll enjoy it” her sweet smile Spencer can’t get enough of tells him there is something else there he isn’t able to place quite yet. Still, seeing the common interest they both have in books Spencer doesn’t think twice before stammering some statistics about books. “Usually I don’t read young adult, but did you know that one out of every three teenagers has not read a book for pleasure in a year? Which isn’t a lot, but it means that two of every three has, so contrary to popular belief, kids actually still read nowadays” he finishes biting his lip to wait for her response, she takes a sweet second that kills him, but god, she has him hanging “Actually I did know that. But the thing is, it’s not that teenagers don’t read anymore, it’s just that they don’t read the same things or the same way. They share everything online so there is a huge community whereas in the old times there used to be a book club, for example. Another thing is online reading, yeah, they might not have picked up a book in a year, but millions of them prefer online sites where they can read in real time, anywhere as well as interact with the author. And the best part is that anyone can write, better or worse, more or less, one way or another, there are hundreds of ways for everyone to be able to enjoy reading and writing. Times are changing but the human need for art doesn’t” as her rant finishes, Spencer stops in his tracks, his jaw had been slacked the whole time, more than likely believing he’s found his soulmate. She fears for a second she’s scared him or screwed up somehow, but as the blush creeps up his face and a grin fills his lips, she relaxes. He’s nearly in shock, his brain short circuiting, and his brain is never short of anything, but it might be the first time in a long time someone has rambled more than him on the topic he started.

He can’t wait anymore. He timidly holds out his hand as an offering for her, but looking at the floor he misses her wide smile and goes to lower the hand he understands that holding hands on a walk when you’ve just met (officially) is weird, but still he did it, because he just needed it so much. Before his hand goes completely back to his side she takes it in hers, interlocking their fingers. The air seems to shift, as what Spencer felt like was going to be an absolute failure and uncomfortable silence, turns into the warmth of her tiny hand in his huge one and a comfortable, cozy, calm silence. She nods her head to the side to urge him to walk. she’s right, it’s getting late and they don’t seem to need words to communicate anymore. Spencer and Y/N, two of the most word people ever, just in silence, nothing else needed.

Spencer sees the door of his building while walking with her, and deliberately ignores it, he’d walk back any distance necessary as long as he can spend a few more minutes with her. He didn’t know he needed that kind por silence. With all of his words constantly splurging out, and all the questions he has for her, and all he wants to tell her, he finds it hard to respect the silence, but at the same time, he’s not sure when he is going to get this kind of peace again. Before he even notices, time has flown by and they are now stopped in front of a subway stop. He takes notice of his surroundings and is glad to see how the walk from his home is shorter than he expected. It is in fact, shorter than his place to the library, and he hopes and prays, to something he’s not sure exists, that he’ll be able to use this to his advantage in a sooner rather than later future. She’s just a ride away.

“So” her honey-like voice breaks the silence “this is my stop” Spencer realizes now that her words mean farewell, much to his dismay. He looks down to his interlocked hand and squeezes just a little, greedily not wanting to let her go “thanks for walking me here” “Oh, you don’t have to thank me, I enjoyed it” “I enjoyed it too. It was really nice” she smiles softly and the young man feels like his heart is going to beat out of his chest “Will I see you tomorrow at the library? So you can tell me what you thought of the book” “Yes” in the daze of the moment he forgets everything, from his weird schedules to asking for her number, he will regret that “Great!” She bites her lip for a second before deciding on something, and there’s nothing he can do but stand there and hold her hand. With her free hand, she grabs the side of his face gently, turning him into putty on her hand. She gets on her tiptoes to place a feather-like kiss on his cheek. Spencer could’ve died now and be happy about it, he already feels in heaven. Disappointment flashes across both of their young faces as the moment ends. She steps away from him slowly, not letting his hand go until absolutely necessary. She waves at him right before going down the stairs of the station and the sweet smile she offers him again will accompany him for the rest of the night. He can’t help but thank his eidetic memory for letting him remember her in detail. He also can’t help the wide smile on his face the whole walk back home. Bubbling with excitement to read the book and tell her all about it the next morning.

But, as fate will not have it, his plan gets twisted by a simple call from Hotch like many others he has received before.

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[nishinoya-can-rolling-thunder-me]

Guess Monster

Tendō Satori x Reader

Summary: you catch a certain guess blocker’s eye at the youth training camp that you were invited to help manage

Still getting in the swing of writing for Haikyuu lol

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The sound of balls bouncing and zipping by had just become a sound that made up the usual ambiance that echoed through your ears and into your brain. Watching those balls slam down to the ground and rise to the ceiling was also such a sight that had become so normal to your bored gaze that stared on in your position to the side of the small gymnasium as you watched the first years selected for the youth camp continue their warm up besides the two coaches. Though one thing that you couldn’t get ahold of was the antsy red head beside you that stared on with such an intensity that it made a shiver travel through your body. It made every single hair of yours stand on end. Though also embarrassment also took hold as he only did just that. Stood by. You almost had to physically restrain yourself from facepalming at just the thought of knowing that Hinata really and truly did sneak into the youth camp held for these few selected first years to be trained and guided in the gym located on the vast grounds of Shiratorizawa. Not only that, but to be told that he would only merely be a ball boy and nothing else. He would be the one to help wash the jerseys and set them to dry, fix water bottles, and chase after any ball that tried to escape. Though now he helped you keep track of the score of the game between the trainees and Shiratorizawa’s own boy’s volleyball group.

You were merely only a manager of Karasuno’s team that was asked to come on to help take notes of each individual player and keep track of their progress, very much like Kiyoko had taught you to once the two of you had found the groove of being the boy’s volleyball managers and was now teaching Yachi. You were the unlucky one to be offered up to do such a task.

“Hinata...can you stop being weird?” You whispered out sharply to Hinata. Your sharp words only seemed to put a even stronger determined look upon his face as a whistle pierced through the air, you letting out a sigh as you reached a hand to flip the flaps of plastic tat had their bold numbers printed upon them, adding another point to Shiratorizawa’s team.

“What? I’m just being a ball boy.” He almost seemed to proudly announce, causing you to almost turn red from the second hand embarrassment that seemed to take over your senses. How cold someone just be....like that? Seemingly so immune to embarrassment or shame? You knew he felt fear by how he worried of Daichi’s lecture or how he explained the feeling of despair once Mr.Takeda had scolded him with his eloquent words, but that was at least normal and expected. Heck, sometimes you could see embarrassment over take him on the court whenever he would make a fool of himself, but off the court it was like he was immune. Though you had to admit, he was forever evolving with his skills and techniques. So maybe that intense stare upon the court was just a part of the process of evolution, though the blaring whistle sliced through your thoughts. The set was over and done with and now both teams were having a cool down to rehydrate and catch their breaths.

“I have to go do something...” Hinata finally mumbled out before rushing off, you only huffing as you leaned against the sign, watching the other ball boys clean up the court and hand out bottles and towels.

“So! You’re a manager at Karasuno, right?” A voice soon piped up, your gaze slowly and lazily moving to land upon the source. The person in question was now lazily leaned against the score board along side you, red hair spiked upwards and of course had a strange....appearance. That appearance was quite hard to forget. Tendō Satori was a force to be wreckoned with when it came to his guess blocking upon the Karasuno vs. Shiratorizawa match and the middle blocker’s appearance was unforgettable since it was a bit different and you would be lying when you said it wasn’t. You’ve also heard the rumors and the whispers about him too from friends that went to school to Shiratorizawa or other friends from different schools who heard things and whatnot, just horrible gossip that you would listen to and indulge in, but never truly believed a word of it.

But knowing his nickname was the ‘Guess Monster’ sent a shiver down your body. The name was just so...intimidating and terrifying.

“Yes I am, I’m a third year at Karasuno.” You spoke, the silence falling between the two of you. You guess he suspected you to say more, speak more, just something. Though once he realized you weren’t going to say more, he continued on with speaking. Judging by how quick he was able to find the words to continue speaking, it seemed like he had much practice with executing one sided conversations.

“Third year? Would have guessed right, then. You are all...mature and respectful...unlike that shrimp who keeps staring everyone down.” He joked as he shrugged his shoulder and shot a glance over to Hinata who seemed to be pep talking one of the other first years that were actually invited to the youth training camp. It was actually kind of amusing to see Hinata try to cheer up such a large, tall, and stronger looking guy. It honestly almost made you laugh. Almost if it weren’t for the conversation at hand.

“And you’re a third year, but honestly I seemed to find you loud and...disruptive.” You hurriedly quipped back. Just hearing him call Hinata a shrimp just shot a bolt of heat through your body, a flare of anger. It was funny whenever Coach would endearingly say it or anyone of the team. Heck, you didn’t even care if Tsukishima said it, it wasn’t out of character for him to just be sarcastic or a little insulting. Hearing someone you barely knew call him that behind his back to you almost in a....demeaning manor just set a scowl upon your face as your stoic glare moved to rest upon his surprised features.

“Look I’m sorry, I was just trying to be funny.” He said with a laugh as he sheepishly scratched the back of his head as he looked down to you. It seemed like now you finally realized his towering, lanky figure as he allowed himself to straighten up for just a second before leaning back upon the score board. “I was just trying to make you laugh, but that really didn’t work....what a fail.” He said with yet another laugh as he looked to the shiny hard wood floor of the gym, watching the youth trainees being corrected and given advice to help strength their weakness or at least try to improve their weak points. “Kind of expected him to be invited to this thing...did he really break in?” Soon piped up his voice again, you only watching on ahead to the first years, lips beginning to move with your response.

“No he wasn’t...but he somehow got the bright idea to crash the training camp and I guess took on the roll of ball boy in order to not ruin his pride.” You muttered out, gaining a laugh from the other as your eyes watched the determined figure that belonged to Hinata dart after the escaping volleyballs, that strange look upon his face as he concentrated. Though the Whistle interrupted your words that were soon to continue, the coaches of Shiratorizawa calling over their volleyball team for a second match, Hinata now running back to his position on the other side of the score board, Tendo giving a little squinted look to the shorter and younger boy before looking back to you. It almost seemed like he was going to say something, but chose to just jog off instead to start another set with the trainees.

“Wow, you talked to that crazy guess blocker?” Hinata asked, standing at attention as he watched the first serve, eyes watching the ball sip back and fourth until the whistle blew. You nodded your head as you flipped the correct number, now looking over and to Hinata.

“Yes I did, wasn’t really much of a conversation though.” You admitted bluntly. Hinata of course gave a dramatic little huff as another sharp whistle sliced through the conversation, instructing you to once more flip the score board. “What did you expect? Him to relay all his darkest secrets to me?” You sarcastically added, but Hinata was already lost in concentration upon the practice match that went on with him.

The day was long and boring to be quite Frank. Your foot were tired from your constant standing beside that stupid little board and walking back and forth to keep an eye on all the players and of course on Hinata so he wouldn’t make an absolute fool of himself. Though the Guess Monster- or really Tendō had caught your eye many times. He seemed to cast his glances to you after a successful block, almost as in he was making sure you saw it. Then those few times he would totally be off with his intuition he would be checking to see that you didn’t, but you always seemed to catch a glance of his movements and game playing. It was the cliche thing that would happen in those cheesy American hallmark movies where those two people always seemed to be catching each other’s eyes and glances, though you did not think much of it all except for it being a big coincidence at the end of the day as you sling your bag upon your shoulders, bidding everyone farewell as you were prepared to walk back home alongside Hinata and Tsukishima.

“Hey! Ms.Karasuno’s Cool Manager!” Came calling out a voice. There, that red haired, atrange boy was jogging out of the gym and towards you, the two first years looking to you confusingly, though only continued walking forward as you waved them to continue, your bored gaze landing on Tendo, hands clutching onto the strange of your bag that slung over one of your shoulders. “I was wondering if I could get your number? We can maybe hang out sometime? Head out to town together?” He said with a hopefully look upon his face as he looked down to you, though he was only met with silence, the sound of your shoe scuffing up against the sidewalk was the only noise to he heard until finally you went digging into your bag, pulling out a pen before grabbing ahold of his arm and scribbling down a sequence of numbers before placing the pen away.

“Text me anytime...Tendo...” you said, a slight flush upon your cheeks as you shyly tucked a strand of hair behind your ears before turning away. “Tsukki! Hinata! Wait up!” You called to the two first years ahead of you, jogging forward to catch up with them.

“What was that for?” Hinata soon asked as he looked over to you, Tsukki in his own world along side the music that played through his headphones.

“Nothing....I just forgot something and he gave it back, just a silly old pen...”

[someonefantastic]

tagged by @lamborghiniboyo (ty ily!)

Rules: •Post the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. •send me an ask with the title that intrigues you and I’ll post a little snippet or tell you something about it! •and tag as many people as you have wips.

Okay so I’m weird and I keep most my wips in like the same document but each fic is still labeled as something. The small bold titles are the name of my specific drabble docs, otherwise they’re in their own document. Also feel free to dm or shoot me asks about any of these!! __

Psych fics:

untitled document

untitled document (yes there are multiple)

unfinished post jules murder fic

Psych Spy AU drabbles

untitled document

(I have two psych fic docs because one got too big)

(one) shot through the heart:

A third WIP (band au edition)

vroom vroom

Wednesday the 18th

FINE

Proposal but not really

in for a monster, out for a i’m gonna kick frank’s butt

Child-free shules II

I’d write this

Bath Trout

stop- drabble time v2 (cause v1 got glitched):

Scars and Healing

Memories

Capt Holt Voice: Pain

Dumb

Tats

Therpy

Approval

Death

Jules and Declan and Shules

Sad Shawn Hours

Back to the scene of the crime

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Random Fandom Fics:

“a new day, a new drabble” - lethal weapon

“out of darkness | six” - six the musical

how you get the girl is a fanfic of its own:

“Mine” - inspired by the taylor swift song/music video, sort of an original work

“Just gonna go with it ig” - my little pony equestria girls fic

“Help“ - spiderman no way home fic

stop opening up word docs (these are all scooby doo related):

(frankencreepy)

(kisses for fred)

(one about daphne and the vampire?)

(mystery inc sadness I)

(cereal and storms)

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Yeahhhh I need to finish up some wips lol. But if any of these sparked your interest, shoot me a message or ask about them! I’d love to talk about or share snippets from any of them, I could probably ramble for hours ngl.

gonna tag: @karenvvick @sci-fi-pony @emilyjulietpineapple @figsandfandoms and whoever else wants to do this!

[thecrenellations]

Return of the Thief Notes, Part Two: The Book of Pheris, Volume 2, Chapters 1-5

Notes from my first read, October 2020. (Part One | Part Three | TaT)

Contents: Me losing my mind in multiple ways each chapter, helpful links, nighttime garden cousins, an Irene pun, notes from my second read, “mwt is just like going for it,” and “this is so fucked up and heartwarming.”

Format: Page number. My thoughts (Context?)

Volume 2

Illustration

Book 2 bro

Now we’re caught up and changed forever by lots of things

What printer’s apprentice made this?

Elephants!

Chapter 1

175. me too, Costis, me too. I am so tired. (it’s hard to sleep when your brain and heart and everything are fizzing because you’re reading Return of the Thief for the first time and a new Queen’s Thief book for the last time) 

176. Klimun + Gerosthenes vibes [moon doodle]

Holes in documents. That’s cute

Gen!!! <3

Wtf Ansel was hoodwinked!

177. The Queen waited

They’re ridiculous

Hi Pheris

Wtf he stole her earrings for Melheret?!?

178. Excuse me??? What is this book (sleeveless leather tunic)

He still roams!!!

Tattoos!

179. a sentence I never fucking expected to read ever “The absence of tattoos…”

180. that’s interesting

Stacked like kindling wow oh dear

181. She wants him to move in lol

Lol sorry Ion

Did she just want them to leave the room?

182. I can’t with this… I can’t. Why is sex symbol Relius canon. (the play that featured him! It’s great, it’s great, it was just a lot to take in!)

Silver crown?

183. Cleon! Rude!

Did they call Costis to deck him?

Queen scene!! <3

184. This is an epic. Abt Costis. Dirty stranger

185. he’s “the high king”

Lol

187. prophet (Pheris sure makes Costis sound like one)

Shut up Piloxides

188. resources for war! (book launch foreshadowing part two! She talked a lot about this kind of thing as well, and recommended the book Alexander the Great and the Logistics of the Macedonian Army)

189. “we”

What were you gonna say (Gen almost says something to Costis part one)

193. RIP The Magus Archives … it was not to be. Yet.

194. Melenze’s doorstep. Why? Bc Melenze is Ferria’s dog. (idk dude that line from ACoK has just never left me)

195. This is … a big war

196. Oh gen

Nighttime garden cousins.

Chapter 2

197. wtf did Relius think of that play

Also … not a peep from the sacred mountain huh

198. wtf will happen with Cleon

with Erondites

with THE MOUNTAIN

a lot going on

everyone was in that room but Kamet! So close!

199. Cute Fordad + Gen friendship (I never said these notes would make me look smart)

Same 2 T + R! :) It’s not them is it? (I NEVER SAID THESE NOTES WOULD MAKE ME LOOK SMART)

Poor Teleus

200. gdi Gen

Excuse me? Is he worried for Pheris??? (taking his tablet)

They trust each other! C’mon!

Sure he has reasons

202. oh dear. :( that’s … the worst cover story

Also falling

203. wow almost like a story huh

Ula’s altar :(

Why haven’t we had a Gen and Costis scene IN THREE BOOKS

205. I just … I don’t know if he’s just miserable or if it’s all a plan. I feel like I should know it’s all a plan. But he really feels like he has far to go. He’s just a mess and the same and so different. (having a small Gen meltdown)

205. he did give him the gun

Odd that he missed Quedue

206. he’s gonna bite them (buckle up! it’s abdication time!)

207. Power. Power. Power. Power.

Thx 4 the editorializing Pheris

208. Gen is making choices. That’s a choice.

209. There’s KoA down the drain

Aaaand he’s Eugenides

“Eugenides stared into the future”

The page of like 3 different tumblr posts: Trophy husband, Library, No! yes!

210. make sure he doesn’t leave lol

211. Pheris :(

Also fucked up timing for Irene

I love them

212. again with the birthday book

He’s still the king in the narration

Go on the roof! So close!

213. EUGENIDES IS ALWAYS APPROPRIATE my motto

Viper! Bastard!

Oh shit. I love them.

214. “our treaty” “our queen”

AAAH! Wedding night!

Asked her to leave!

Smash Erondites and peace out, literally

215. a frank talk

HE SAID IT.

216. The Bructs?

Wait is this his grandfather (taking a moment to remember all about Susa)

Also that’s Costis territory

217. who is this lion

218. #3 to Gen.

219. hmmm ring

There’s been a lot to unpack wow.

Did this happen, Pheris? Pheris?! 

220. Atté atté!

(Dear reader: for some strange reason, I completely forgot about taking notes on the final pages of this chapter. These notes are from when I reread those pages a few minutes later.)

Erondites full cup to brimming

The Pherises…

We must think of others before ourselves … occasionally

I do not like Orutus

Don’t fence Costis in! Does this count as prison? No (I had a square on my bingo board for “someone ends up in prison” ... but it turned out to be for someone else)

221. damn Costis

Aaah

Costis …

Irene… your jokes (I mean, it’s a joke, but also it is very real for her.)

SHE SAID IT!

My heart

222. where is Relius going?

SPYING

What you see and what you think it means (I love these instructions/this quote so much)

So are Susa + Erondites 2gether or what (listen ... proximity generates meaning in these books)

Also, like

What can

I say

WHAT CAN I SAY (Hell yeah! Never more glad to be wrong about the magus)

[page long list of doubles and parallels - from Cleons and Pherises and Ions to god-character and character-character connections]

Also the fact that in KoA and TaT Relius was like … oh … no … I just live a gentle life being friends with my king and queen and being scholarly. But no. He’s SPYING and TRAVELING MYSTERIOUSLY and has MANY LOVERS and also has been WITH TELEUS ALL ALONG and there is a PLAY written about him and he has a ~messenger~ network and PLAYS THE FLUTE and DOESN’T MAKE HIS BED and DISLIKES MATH and oh and he’s VERY HANDSOME! (Yes I was losing it, I hope my note from after the poem helps show some of the feelings behind this rant.)

Fucking … Wine shop. Should have known.

Chapter 3

224. ominous

Hello magus!

Sophos … babe (his impatience!)

225. Magus … cool your socks that’s your bff (he’s just describing Helen’s dead body! Fun!!!!)

In the van

That was good I love them

Why is it Couples Hour?

226. finally we’re out of the capital of Attolia

Ok they’re so cute

She was NEVER Helen in ACoK narration! 

Also – Pheris. This is all Pheris. (Pheris plus information others told him!)

227. Bringing each other up to date – that’s their thing. Talking forever

All this talk of shooting Therespides

228. EX FUCKING SCUSE ME (time to learn a lot about the country of Eddis)

He was 15! (or almost 15)

He didn’t know! Or did he!

The MoW!

All thru Pheris

Fuck you magus

When did he know

229. EXCUSE ME

The emeralds?

Assumed the worst?

That classic quote about little to do with winter but with “seducing other people’s lovers”

230. yeah Sophos that’s a lost cause (“spare me my blushes”)

Also she didn’t answer you

What are they laughing about (the generally nameless men we’re learning many things about this chapter)

233. Gen I think it’s fair to say that was a mistake

234. wtf Gen

GEN! he just. Had those. (the jewels!)

Her crown

I cannot

235. Gen!

237. Crash

Her CHANGES

238. THESE TWO

239. called annux

Yeah it’s like … a family meeting (the war council)

Bring your father to work day

241. Oh no.

Stenides! Boagus!!!!!!!

EDDIS!

Wolves! Lol

mwt is just like going for it

243. aww

Eddis > Boagus > Gen

244. Yeah I’m with her on this. (“if that doesn’t frighten you, it should”)

Chapter 4

245. Gen and Magus scene yes!

Two people affected by his long hair (Gen and the magus? I think?)

Pheris are you there?

Gen … you used to wish yourself out of existence

Wow

Hair vanity

Yeah also battlefield

Ion is a darling tbh

248. Is he. Is he going to fight all of them

Also they are all his cousins huh

AULUS! I liked you!

Same, Hilarion

Taking a page out of Costis’s book?

You have definitely seen it before. (I mistook his lie for truth!)

Will Costis hear about this? (please)

249. #4 to Gen!

Pheris where are you

Why doesn’t the Continent want to conquer them (do I get partial credit for this)

A tattoo!

250. “Do not offend the gods”

Honestly … too bad Helen DIDN’T do this

251. he said he’d give all he had

I’m sure there are rules

253. Just men? :( (let everybody fight him!)

Ornon is back! I mean, of course he is

Also yea they practice

HELLO ORNON

A house being built … or one knocked down. Nice

Is Teleus in on this?

254. Pheris called him my king!

255. I wanna know which guards though

:( he’d been faking

Kicked him in the head (ouch)

256. “when he fell”

I … don’t like this

He never gives up. The thieves don’t have limits. They have flash points.

Stepped on his hand

“Enough Gen” – what Irene said?

257. :( :( :( :( :( :( :(

The magus. I forgot he was there.

The magus said … nevermind …

The magus is probs very into this as a cultural thing. Also he was talking to the MoW

Pigeon. The sky. :( Like in TT (OH BOY, THE SKYYYY)

If there was a god, Pheris would see…

258. They’ve, they’ve been through a lot.

Oh god what’s next

259. I … no. not in his arms to the palace.

The palace where….

The stairs…

They are all 3 lookers. Basilisks and brass and lead

I hate this. But I love this.

I will someday see this differently.

Ah yes… the grunt. Approval.

260. Honestly, this is so fucked up and heartwarming. These books.

Lol don’t defend Hilarion, we know him

Eddis visits him.

Attolia watches him.

261.WTF Gen. I knew it. Why.

Crying or laughing? Crying? :(

How does this not undermine her now that he is her king?

But … what he wouldn’t do for her.

262. “he did fine”

This book is like… Reasons Gen Says Sorry

So, so… - Helen

GEN!

263. I am right. I am always right. It’s a curse.

Helen :( :( :(

The amount of times these people have seen him beaten.

He’s like … self destructive, but in a way that gives himself more power. Which he hates.

Gen, let them in. Let them in.

Chapter 5

264. honeycomb

OH NO. is it happening?

266. I’m just supposed to accept this?!! What does it mean?!

267. … a my king moment … important

But like … now can he fight?

Caryatid? [doodle after I looked it up]

268. Teleus!

C’mon Teleus. Everyone you love or respect loves him!

Honestly Pheris and Teleus … not a duo I expected

THESE TWO ARE SO DEDICATED TO TELLING HIM THAT! Ok I should chill. At least he said “may.” These are like … Pheris’s life lessons.

Honestly… I love that Teleus likes poetry, or at least likes it for Relius.

269. Lol Legarus. It’s been years! I mean, I guess that was a big deal for him… (almost being executed is a big deal for most people.)

Does he not love Gen because of Relius? Because Gen manipulated him? Because he keeps sending away his successor? Why on earth not! Hop on that train! (...)

It’s interesting that their relationship is the one that touches Pheris, not Gen and Irene. Hm.

Also … “Idiot.” The parallels.

“relatively gently” (it’s so good)

~Teleus here to talk about love~

This book is full of surprises.

270. That is NOT the bright side, Gen (“I could use my newfound authority to insist on going into battle”)

271. BUNNY! Wtf is a wineglass warrior

Very cute everyone, good job.

Still sad about Helen’s tears.

271. Gen. Don’t say these things. [volcano doodle]

272. SEE I was worried about this! The doubt!

I am not ok

This is TOO MANY Eddisian Revelations (Lader time)

Yeah. Wow.

273. Cleon x5

I … his grandfather

No.

Baby Helen begging

How did Pheris get this scene

Gen chose Cleon for his plan

275. IRENE WITH THE STATS!

276. lol Gen

My brother Sounis!

277. Missing Relius club.

Where is he though

Yes! Sophos Gen food fight!

Grapes!

“Wisdom”

He’s “the king” here and in KoA bc that’s the story but also that’s who he is to Pheris and Costis

278. So how did that Irene and MoW meeting go anyway?

How does Aulus know???

Thief short story! Probably terrible to reread, oh no

279. Are … are Aulus and Boagus together???! (“his slightly smaller partner”)

This feels … potentially traumatic … but fun? Idk

Fleece

280. This dang book. No rules!

The chandelier! So dramatic!

Mwt had … a lot to put into this one. A lot. A lot.

283. “not the Thief he was chasing”

284. The queens! The salute!

He can’t give this up.

Official Worries:

100,000 soldiers heading towards Kamet

Re: Lyopidus, Gen called Sophos his brother. Helen apparently might BE his sister. Temenus and Stenides are also going to a war where 9/10 will probably die.

Also

the MoW could have been a king if he’d stolen Helen’s throne. A lot there.

why does this book have the vibe of the library post, my comic from 2010, the king and queen interactions here, and the military tactics dream

[senboago]

@windstormwielding​ said:

✵ Tit for tat! Naomi and Chinatsu's thoughts on Kōta, thank you uwu

Their first impression of your muse:

“At first I was a bit concerned, honestly. But also kind of amazed. I’ve seen my share of shinigami, but never bothered to acknowledge them, mostly for my safety. But Ryōhei didn’t seem to have any ill intent towards me that I expected outta shinigami.”

Current impression:

“He’s a really good friend, even if we’re in completely two different worlds. I miss him a lot... Hopefully he visits someday, before I’m an old woman.”

Are they attracted to your muse?:

“—!? I-I mean— Well, it’s not like I haven’t thought he’s good-looking. Anyone would be blind not to see that!”

Something they find frightening about your muse:

“At first, he did kinda scare me. But honestly? I see him as a big teddy bear. Though I guess he can still be scary for those hollows.”

Something they find adorable about your muse:

“Well... Whenever he was actually relaxed without any sight of hollows or it’s was just us, his face looked very handsome. He always looked serious, and took things seriously, but I really liked seeing him with his guard down.” She half-sighed, half-groaned, her face turning red. “Even if that meant playing pranks on me at the bar.”

Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?:

“I have before, and I think I would again.”

Would my muse go on a date with yours?  platonic/romantic:

“... Yeah. Of course! But... Probably not for a while. A long, long while.”

One word my muse would use to describe yours:

“Friend.”

Would my muse slap yours if they could?:

“Depends. But I don’t think I could, really.” 

Would my muse hug/kiss yours?:

“I want to say yes. I mean I’ve thought about it! But the amount of times he’s fended me off, I dunno how far I’d get. Maybe a hug. A kiss is another story.”

— — — 

Their first impression of your muse:

“I’ve seen a number of recruits in my day. Ryōhei was no different at the time. If I may be frank here, I hardly noticed him, except for the occasional greeting when I visited Jūshirō.”

Current impression:

“He’s outdone my expectations. The war was devastating for everyone, so it’s refreshing to see him settle into his position with such ease. Him and Captain Kuchiki would make Jūshirō proud.”

Are they attracted to your muse?:

“You’d have to be blind not to admit he has his own charm. However, I’m not entirely interested.”

Something they find frightening about your muse:

“If he could frighten me, that would be something. To me, there’s not much there to scare me. Seeing how he interacts with his recruits... Though he could catch anyone off guard.”

Something they find adorable about your muse:

“Hm... His civil efforts. I’ll be honest, his attempts to console me is comforting.”

Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?:

“Yes.”

Would my muse go on a date with yours?  platonic/romantic:

“Romantically speaking? No. But I don’t mind a small outing or his spontaneous visits.”

One word my muse would use to describe yours:

“Thoughtful.”

Would my muse slap yours if they could?:

“I wouldn’t raise my hand so easily when he’s cause no offense.” 

Would my muse hug/kiss yours?:

“This is a ridiculous question. Perhaps a hug, but I’m will not readily kiss anyone.”

[film-tv101]

OUTSTANDING PRODUCTION

WINNER

MUTINY ON THE BOUNTY

Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer

NOMINEES

ALICE ADAMS

RKO Radio

BROADWAY MELODY OF 1936

Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer

CAPTAIN BLOOD

Cosmopolitan

DAVID COPPERFIELD

Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer

THE INFORMER

RKO Radio

LES MISERABLES

20th Century

THE LIVES OF A BENGAL LANCER

Paramount

A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM

Warner Bros.

NAUGHTY MARIETTA

Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer

RUGGLES OF RED GAP

Paramount

TOP HAT

RKO Radio

SHORT SUBJECT (CARTOON)

WINNER

THREE ORPHAN KITTENS

Walt Disney, Producer

NOMINEES

THE CALICO DRAGON

Harman-Ising

WHO KILLED COCK ROBIN?

Walt Disney, Producer

SHORT SUBJECT (COMEDY)

WINNER

HOW TO SLEEP

Jack Chertok, Producer

NOMINEES

OH, MY NERVES

Jules White, Producer

TIT FOR TAT

Hal Roach, Producer

DIRECTING

WINNER

THE INFORMER

John Ford

NOMINEES

CAPTAIN BLOOD

Michael Curtiz

THE LIVES OF A BENGAL LANCER

Henry Hathaway

MUTINY ON THE BOUNTY

Frank Lloyd

ASSISTANT DIRECTOR

WINNER

THE LIVES OF A BENGAL LANCER

Clem Beauchamp, Paul Wing

NOMINEES

DAVID COPPERFIELD

Joseph Newman

LES MISERABLES

Eric Stacey

A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM

Sherry Shourds

CINEMATOGRAPHY

WINNER

A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM

Hal Mohr

NOMINEES

BARBARY COAST

Ray June

THE CRUSADES

Victor Milner

LES MISERABLES

Gregg Toland

ACTOR

WINNER

VICTOR MCLAGLEN

The Informer

NOMINEES

CLARK GABLE

Mutiny on the Bounty

CHARLES LAUGHTON

Mutiny on the Bounty

PAUL MUNI

Black Fury

FRANCHOT TONE

Mutiny on the Bounty

ACTRESS

WINNER

BETTE DAVIS

Dangerous

NOMINEES

ELISABETH BERGNER

Escape Me Never

CLAUDETTE COLBERT

Private Worlds

KATHARINE HEPBURN

Alice Adams

MIRIAM HOPKINS

Becky Sharp

MERLE OBERON

The Dark Angel

ART DIRECTION

WINNER

THE DARK ANGEL

Richard Day

NOMINEES

THE LIVES OF A BENGAL LANCER

Hans Dreier, Roland Anderson

TOP HAT

Van Nest Polglase, Carroll Clark

DANCE DIRECTION

WINNER

BROADWAY MELODY OF 1936

"I've Got a Feeling You're Fooling" from "Broadway Melody of 1936"

FOLIES BERGERE

"Straw Hat" from "Folies Bergere"

NOMINEES

GOLD DIGGERS OF 1935

"Lullaby of Broadway" from "Gold Diggers of 1935"

GOLD DIGGERS OF 1935

"The Words Are In My Heart" from "Gold Diggers of 1935"

GO INTO YOUR DANCE

"Latin from Manhattan" from "Go into Your Dance"

BROADWAY HOSTESS

"Playboy from Paree" from "Broadway Hostess"

KING OF BURLESQUE

"Lovely Lady" from "King of Burlesque"

KING OF BURLESQUE

"Too Good To Be True" from "King of Burlesque"

TOP HAT

"Piccolino" from "Top Hat"

TOP HAT

"Top Hat, White Tie, and Tails" from "Top Hat"

BIG BROADCAST OF 1936

"It's the Animal in Me" from "Big Broadcast of 1936"

ALL THE KING'S HORSES

"Viennese Waltz" from "All the King's Horses"

SHE

"Hall of Kings" from "She"

WRITING (ORIGINAL STORY)

WINNER

THE SCOUNDREL

Ben Hecht, Charles MacArthur

NOMINEES

BROADWAY MELODY OF 1936

Moss Hart

G-MEN

Gregory Rogers

THE GAY DECEPTION

Don Hartman, Stephen Avery

WRITING (SCREENPLAY)

WINNER

THE INFORMER

Dudley Nichols

NOMINEES

CAPTAIN BLOOD

Casey Robinson

THE LIVES OF A BENGAL LANCER

Screenplay by Waldemar Young, John L. Balderston, Achmed Abdullah; Adaptation by Grover Jones, William Slavens McNutt

MUTINY ON THE BOUNTY

Talbot Jennings, Jules Furthman, Carey Wilson

MUSIC (SCORING)

WINNER

THE INFORMER

RKO Radio Studio Music Department, Max Steiner, head of department (Score by Max Steiner)

NOMINEES

CAPTAIN BLOOD

Warner Bros.-First National Studio Music Department, Leo Forbstein, head of department (Score by Erich Wolfgang Korngold)

MUTINY ON THE BOUNTY

Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Studio Music Department, Nat W. Finston, head of department (Score by Herbert Stothart)

PETER IBBETSON

Paramount Studio Music Department, Irvin Talbot, head of department (Score by Ernst Toch)

MUSIC (SONG)

WINNER

GOLD DIGGERS OF 1935

Lullaby Of Broadway in "Gold Diggers of 1935" Music by Harry Warren; Lyrics by Al Dubin

NOMINEES

TOP HAT

Cheek To Cheek in "Top Hat" Music and Lyrics by Irving Berlin

ROBERTA

Lovely To Look At in "Roberta" Music by Jerome Kern; Lyrics by Dorothy Fields and Jimmy McHugh

[diningpageantry]

2020 - 20 facts tag game

ay thanks for the tag, @sharkmartini​ and @angelsfalling16​ !!!

1. Do you make your bed? shit, depends, really. i feel a lot more mentally at peace climbing into a made bed to sleep, but i don’t have the energy to do it nearly as often as i want.

2. Favorite number? 27 (3^3. i have a thing with 3.)

3. What’s your job? uh shit. a couple things? i freelance illustrate generally tho so let’s go with that

4. If I could would I go back to school? i’m a college freshman rn, but i’m going to a private art school, so if i could like, redo my decision, i would go to a school with in-state tuition and either go for pre-med or poli-sci/communications kid so i could go right back into my activism on a more hands-on way, rather than through art.

5. Can you parallel park? bro i cannot drive at all (and my spacial relations are SHIT)

6. A job people would be surprised I had? i modeled for the Hollister pride campaign last year. given i’m not particularly skinny, it comes as a shock to a lot (it came as a shock for me too, when i got asked to be part of it, because i was like “shit are they gonna let someone shoot when i can’t even fit into their pants?”) 

7. Do you think Aliens are real? i’d be terrified if they weren’t, honestly

8. Can you drive a standard car? sorry i’m gay and disabled i can’t drive ://////

9. What’s your guilty pleasure? listening to Mindless Self Indulgence, reading my own finished works, and getting late night korean food way too often

10. Tattoos? currently, four of them! i have a coffin (to represent both baz and mcr) on my inner left arm (i plan on getting vampire teeth on the opposite inner arm), i have a lighter with flowers coming out of it on my right outer ankle, i have a stick n poke single line face on my left thigh (my friend’s design), and just tonight my friend had the first session of stick n poke-ing frank iero’s symbol on my right inner wrist today. ik it doesn’t ask for this, but i also have a few piercings (ears, septum, and left eyebrow--just got the eyebrow a few weeks ago). both of my stick n pokes are only one session in, so we’re giving them some breathing room to heal before my friend goes back in and thickens/darkens some lines, but those should both be done before valentine’s day, which is ironically when i’m getting another “proper” tat (aka in a studio).

11. Favorite color? maroon or teal

12. Things people do that drive you crazy? if you drag out sentences without needing to, it drives me off the walls. i talk fast and move fast and don’t like when things drag on. i know someone who unnecessarily draws on sentences just to be dramatic and it makes me wanna scream and tell them to talk faster, but i stop myself.

13. Any Phobias? everything? everything. especially spiders. and heights. and everything.

14. Favorite childhood sport? MMA--i especially liked grappling classes and my filipino kali classes. but i also liked that solid year of softball that i did

15. Do you talk to yourself? all the time. i try catch myself vocally doing it because my poor roommates don’t deserve my constant dialogue, but i’m always having conversations with myself. it’s how i work through everything.

16. What movie do you adore? scott pilgrim vs the world is my favorite movie, but the mommy dead and dearest documentary is really interesting (and so is going clear). i’m a big fan of the hobbit movies (guiltily), and shrek is unironically one of my favorite movies.

17. Do you like doing puzzles? depends!!!! i like those apps where the puzzle shapes are like tetris shapes and you gotta fill a figure with the blocks because it’s relaxing, and i like packing bags because it’s kinda like a puzzle, but i don’t like big flat picture puzzles.

18. Favorite type of music? type? uh. shit. like punk/rock/emo/alt /goth etc? i like a lot of sub-genres of punk and rock. i unapologetically love mcr (and, by extension, all the music created by gerard, frank, ray, and mikey post-split pre-reunion, especially frank. frank’s shit means a lot to me), but my music taste is generally a little all over the place. 

19. Tea or coffee? depends on what hits at the moment. generally, tea. i don’t drink coffee to enjoy it, though. with tea, i do.

20. The first thing you remember you wanted to be when you grew up? an egyptologist. i had a pretty in-depth picture book describing the mummification process and all the steps and history, and i decided i wanted to study mummies and the outcome of mummification............. i had a weird childhood.

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aa i don’t know if many people did it yet but i tag @krisrix @warriorbeeofthesea @carryonvisinata @thehoneyedhufflepuff @vkelleyart @carryonsimoncarryonbaz @carryonmylovelies @pipsqueakparker @giishu !!!!

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Last Month In Review_1119

The Limiñanas & Lionel Limiñana - Dernier dîner de l'été

Jessie Ware - Mirage (Don’t Stop)

Peter Cat Recording Co. - Memory Box

Michael Kiwanuka - Rolling

Bakar - Hell N Back

The Districts - Hey Jo

Frank Ocean - In My Room

Free Nationals, Syd - Shibuya

Quantic - September Blues (Dan Shake Remix)

Jacob Collier & Daniel Caesar - Time Alone With You 

J-E-T-S, Machinedrum, JIMMY EDGAR, Roses Gabor - ATTUNE

slowthai - Gorgeous

Bloc Party - This Modern Love *11/21 @ Hollywood Palladium 

Blue Hawaii - All The Things *11/16 @ El Cid

Kindness, Seinabo Sey - Lost Without *11/17 @ The Roxy

AURORA - Daydreamer (KDA London Dub)

Robyn - Baby Forgive Me (Young Marco Remix)

Kelsey Lu - Due West (Skrillex Remix)

LION BABE, Leikeli47 - The Wave (Rogerseventytwo Remix)

Dua Lipa - Don’t Start Now

Ghetto Sage - Häagen Dazs

FRANK LEONE & Hanni El Khatib - Solid Gold

Glass Animals & Denzel Curry - Tokyo Drifting 

De Lux - Get Yourself Together

Mount Kimbie & Andrea Balency - You Look Certain (I’m Not So Sure) (WXAXRXP Session)

PARTYNEXTDOOR & Drake - LOYAL

BROCKHAMPTON - SUGAR

Lee Lewis - Painful Obsession

Jorja Smith & Ms Banks - Be Honest (Cadenza & AoD Remix)

Moses Sumney - Virile

Flying Lotus - MmmHmm (Maida Vale Session)

Jhené Aiko & Big Sean - None Of Your Concern

Ambar Lucid - Questioning My Mind

Hazel English - Shaking

Foxygen - On Your Own Love Again

HAIM - Now I’m In It 

Pond - Paint Me Silver 

Cate le Bon & Bradford Cox - Constance

Kilo Kish - SPARK

Grimes - My Name is Dark (Art Mix)

Alexandra Savior - Howl

Bombay Bicycle Club - Everything Else Has Gone Wrong

Soccer Mommy - yellow is the color of her eyes

Whitney - Far, Far Away

Andy Shauf - Try Again

Lucy Dacus - La Vie En Rose

SOAK - Bloodbuzz Ohio

David Bowie - Space Oddity (2019 Mix)

TORRES - Good Scare

Beck - Uneventful Days

⣎⡇ꉺლ༽இ•̛)ྀ◞ ༎ຶ ༽ৣৢ؞ৢ؞ؖ ꉺლ - ʅ͡͡͡͡͡͡͡͡͡͡͡(ƟӨ)ʃ͡͡͡͡͡͡͡͡͡͡ ꐑ(ཀ ඊູ ఠీੂ೧ູ࿃ूੂ✧✧✧✧✧✧ළඕั࿃ूੂ࿃ूੂ

Earl Sweatshirt & MAVI - EL TORO COMBO MEAL 

Local Natives - Nova

Wye Oak - Fortune

Deerhunter - Timebends

Wolf Parade - Forest Green

GRMLN - Come My Way

The Big Moon - Take A Piece

Best Coast - For The First Time

Twin Peaks - Spiders (Kidsmoke)

Peggy Sue - Validate Me

James BKS, Idris Elba, Little Simz, Q-Tip - New Breed 

Terrell Hines - Get Up

Q - Lavender

Tei Shi - Alone in the Universe *11/17 @ The Moroccan

King Princess - Prophet

Maggie Rogers - Love You For A Long Time

Spoon - Inside Out (Demo)

Whyte Horses & La Roux - Mister Natural

Billie Eilish - everything i wanted

Prism Tats - Tenderness

FKA twigs - sad day

Clams Casino - Cupidwing

MUNA - Motivation (Recorded at Electric Lady Studios NYC)

Alessia Cara - Rooting For You

Oh He Dead - Show Me Love

Sudan Archives - Limitless *11/05 @ The Moroccan

Mujo - Notas

DJ Shadow, De La Soul - Rocket Fuel 

Underworld - S T A R (Rebel Tech)

ROSALÍA - A Palé

Neon Indian - Toyota Man

Jake Bugg - Kiss Like the Sun

[meteorslunatic-blog]

Summer Rain Pt.1 -

Newt Scamander

Summary : Rain, confessions, blushing, fluff

A/N : This part is pretty cute I guess but wait til the second part 😏I decided to post it in 2 parts because it was way too long

Warnings : none, except extra cute NEWT💕

Word Count : about 1k :)

* part two is up !! Just search newt scamander in my blog and you'll find it ^^

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Isn't this the miracle of summer ?

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The library was the first place you met him . That freckled Hufflepuff who always has his head buried in some sort of magical huge books about strange creatures . Oftentimes you would wander in the library and caught glimpses of him , standing besides the window , reading under the beaming sunlight , and you would stop to look at the beautiful sight of how his curly , a bit messy auburn hair shined subtly .

The divination classroom was the place where you finally got to know him . That was when you found out , this seemingly shy boy has a humorous side too , though his humor was rather , eccentric , but you like it anyway . You would look into the enchanted crystal ball with him and saw nothing , then had to come up with stories to tell the professors just to get a passing mark .

Quidditch practices were where you two got a bit closer , both being the chaser of your own houses . To be honest, you never liked practicing . You thought it was too tiring , and kind of time consuming , and pretty sweaty . But his cranky jokes about his creatures seemed to have made things you dislike a little more bearable .

And here you are , sitting right behind the tree where you'd always read under near the Great Lake . It was a warm summer day , supposed to be perfect for reading and relaxing . But then you saw a Ravenclaw and a Hufflepuff standing across , the Ravenclaw smiling sweetly , trying to arrange her words properly ; while the Hufflepuff only tried to stand still , perhaps a little too stiff . A taste of bitterness spreaded through your mouth as you flipped a page of your book again . What a great coincidence .

It was obvious what the two were doing , you almost felt guilty for peeking and eavesdropping. But you couldn't control your curiosity much , it is just how your brain works . So you slammed your book closed and turned around to get a clearer view .

You could see the girl speaking up with a shy smile and pink clouds on her cheeks ; contrasting the shocking expression on the boy’s face . Followed by him shaking his head and looking all sorts of apologetic . Within seconds , the girl’s glowing grin was replaced by a heartbreaking frown . Which inevitably made him even more guilty . She then ran off without looking back .

Thankfully she ran fast enough not to have spotted me right behind the oak tree .

You thought it would be a good time to leave too , before he could spot you looking around and unintentionally watched the whole confession scene . So clutching your book in hand , you stood up and was ready to walk back to your dorm .

And that was when the most unexpected thing happened . Downpour , sudden rain , whatever you prefer to call it , started falling out of nowhere . Without an umbrella , you gave up your sneaky walking and started running quickly in an opposite way of the boy with your cardigan as your only shield against the rain .

“ Y/n !!” Of course he'd see you , running in the rain like a complete idiot whirling holding a book and a soaked cardigan in hand .

He sprinted towards you with an umbrella in his hand , stepping on the damp lawn loudly . So you just stood there like a moron waiting for him and his umbrella . To be frank , you already pretty wet so an umbrella actually wouldn't make much of a difference.

The annoying feeling of rain tapping on your head stopped , he was standing right in front of you , only inches away . You could smell the fresh smell of rain and grass brought by his actions .

“ What are you doing here with this sudden rain ?” He asked while titling the umbrella to your side . Now you are fully covered , no more rain . You could see his left shoulder now being exposed to the rain and his cardigan turning into a darker shade of black .

“ I was about to go back , and before that , I was reading under the oak tree , it's my usual spot” you said while holding back a tiny grin . But it was still uncomfortable wearing that dampened shirt , it was sticking to your skin and not to mention it was turning see through .

“ Oh , the oak tree huh ? Haha , so um did you see me just now ?” He asked , scratching the back of his neck and frowning slightly . Wait , you thought to yourself , should I just come clean or not ? You didn't want to lie to him but then wouldn't it be even worse if you admitted that ? Screw consequences , you'd hate to lie even if that means anything bad .

“ Yeah , a girl was confessing her love to you , wasn't she ?” You played it safe , saying that like it wasn't a big deal and it was nothing more than a playful scene that you got to tease him about .

“ You saw that ? Yeah um I was utterly shocked too . But I uh rejected her and she just ran off.” a hint of disappointment flashed before his blue eyes , you were quite sure about that though you had no idea about the reason behind .

“ Just ran off ? Mr Casanova , I’d run off straight away too if my crush rejected me right in the face . That's what happened when you reject someone, smarty. ” you were indeed a bit amused by his words , you could really see he wasn't the exact expert on love or dating .

He responded with a bashful smile , looking back at you and shaking his head . Time to get more information , you told yourself silently in your head . So you asked him about the reasons for rejecting her .

“ I can't, um accept her confession ‘cause there's someone else um I am more fond of ?” He answered in a very ambiguous way but you knew exactly what he was talking about . He has a crush on someone .

He has a goddamn crush on someone.

You could feel how your heart sank when those words slipped out of his mouth . You were always fond of him , in a platonic way . He is ridiculously nice , somewhat funny in his own way , and his shy smiles are kind of cute too .

But he was always on his own , hanging out with barely anyone except for his creatures , the last thing you'd expect from him was him having damn crush on someone else . That sort of made you wonder , was he somehow also fond of you, in a platonic way too?

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Hope you guys like it... though I'm not really positive about that since I've been getting fewer and fewer notes lately which is so discouraging TAT

I'll post the second part on Saturday so stay tuned !! Please help to reblog if you like my imagines, it'd mean SO MUCH TO ME♥️

~

- Kace

[plush-anon]

tejoxys

I finally saw the Endgame spoilers clip

*rubbing my grubby little hands together bc I love a good roast*

Welp, if it’s a roast you want, a roast you shall receive!

(Note: I think I spoke vaguely enough about everything big in the Clips below NOT to warrant an outright Spoilers tag, so I’m leaving it with just an Endgame Leaks tag and a ‘Read More’ line. Message me if you’ve a.) seen the Clips/gone scrolling for more info in the Spoilers tag and b.) think it’s more spoilery than I try to vague it to be, and I’ll tag it post haste)

Christ Almighty, the Clips just make everything look like an enormous MESS.

Thor looks just... awful. In every scene. LITERALLY EVERY SCENE HE’S IN IN THESE SPOILERIFIC CLIPS, HE LOOKS TERRIBLE. There isn’t a single one where he doesn’t look like a mess. Everyone else gets a glow-up (new hair, tattoos, freshly shaved) and looks put together in general (which is admittedly baffling - really, EVERYONE looks good in the face of mass genocide and failure to stop it from occurring?) but Thor decided to whip out his Big Lebowski cosplay at their big ‘save the world’ get-together... why??? (seriously Thor, was a shower too much to ask for?)

Now, if we’d had ANY inclination that anyone else looked rough aside from Tony and Nebula a la the stuck-in-space teaser trailers we saw originally, that would be one thing. Everyone there lost a loved one, everyone there has probably had to come to terms with the fact that they FAILED TO STOP THANOS when they were all right freakin’ there! NO ONE SHOULD LOOK 100% OKAY HERE. Show me dishevelment, poor coping mechanisms, show them having to struggle for weeks (maybe even MONTHS) after the events.

But nope! They are ALL in perfect health according to the trailers we’ve seen before. Even Tony, after nearly dying in space multiple times, just takes a bath and appears to be in fine health after getting back (with some bags under the eyes). Everyone’s perfectly fine, except for Thor (and maaaaaybe Hawkeye, who looks to have gone full-on Frank Miller Batman in his quest for vengeance, but still had time to get a mullet and some sweet sleeve tats in between!).

Nice.

This is a MASSIVE problem with the MCU as a whole, and has been for a while: their repeated attempts to gloss over and sweep consequences of mental trauma and illness away under the rug until it suits them for plot convenience or for comedy. You see this in the Thor sequels a LOT (Selvig being institutionalized for comedy after being possessed, Loki being kept in literal solitary confinement for roughly 2 years, Valkyrie’s PTSD and alcoholism played for laughs, mocking Loki’s suicide attempt from Thor 1 and the actual death he survived in Thor 2, ALL of Odin’s outright dickishness as a parent a la narcissistic parenting, Hela being imprisoned in isolation for literal CENTURIES), as well as anything to do with Tony Stark and his thought process (everything he does is pretty much as a result of the trauma he endures, and everyone in the Avengers just??? doesn’t recognize it??? and attacks him for it without going ‘hey, maybe he’s got PTSD’ or something???? what the hell, man). GOTG does a MUCH better job of it with Rocket and Nebula, but Mantis is left woefully unrealized (thought they do touch upon it briefly, and handle it with relative seriousness). 

Either way, Thor concerns me a LOT, because he is the king of a very small group of Asgardian refugees (and given the scene that shows in the Clips, as well as the appearance of another Thor character later on, we KNOW there were multiple survivors), trying to find a new life on Midgard in the face of not one, not two, but THREE fcuking tragedies - the destruction of Asgard, Thanos’ attack on their ship, and the Snap. Why is he the way he is, in the location he’s in (which actually appears to be the apartment from Team Thor’s mockumentary)? He is the only semblance of leadership left for these people who have lost everything and he’s Like That. Where is a Thor stressed and fretting over being fully responsible for once in his life over the lives of his people, over what little remains of his kingdom? Where is a Thor struggling with guilt as he tries to build a new life for his people, struggling with rule and politics and trade? WHERE IS HE??? Bc right now, all I see is Chris Hemsworth auditioning for the remake of The Big Lebowski, having wandered onto the Avengers set instead of his audition location by mistake -_-

The scenes with Steve leave me absolutely baffled (and some of them just ooze cheese, and not in a great way), because how in the fcuk do we get to those?? His scenes feel the most disjointed here, bc they all have a similar vibe to his personality in Whedon’s Avenger movies. Kind of the ‘Boy Scout’ presentation, which is particularly odd in the aftermath of the Russo Fools’ two Cap movies and Infinity Fcuk Up, which made him more serious, less - bright? I can’t think of a good word for it rn. This is particularly highlighted in his big ‘save the world’ speech we hear - it feels kind of like an ‘okay team, time to save the world!’ speech, instead of something more serious. Is it to try to bring everyone’s hopes up? What else is missing here that we’re not seeing? Why does he feel like he’s back to this persona in light of all that’s happened? Is it to highlight how good and awesome he is in order to {SPOILER REDACTED} like we see in that final sequence? (Also, the imagery for SPOILER REDACTED, while meant to be badass and awesome, feels... kind of awkward, IMHO. Which is weird, bc I thought it would be more amazing and awesome. IDK, maybe I’m just super jaded with the MCU by now).

Carol Danvers’ scenes are actually pretty on point. She gets to be a badass in her fighting scenes and gets an awesome new look that pretty much only functions to further cement her Lesbian Status. The only way she would be more obviously a Lesbian is if her suit were in the colors of (one of) the Lesbian Pride flags and a Cyndi Lauper song was playing in the background (or maybe Joan Jett).

Hulk/Bruce Banner... I don’t even know how they’re going to swing this. Like, at all. I’m particularly baffled bc given how some of the scenes appear to be set early in the film, it resolves extremely quickly to get to that point, and after all the drama of Hulk not coming out in Infinity Fcuk Up, I just - who the fcuk knows at this point. Also, that one scene with the {SPOILER REDACTED} could be effective depending on how they set it up, but then... why exactly is he the one in the scene with the {SPOILER REDACTED} and not Carol or Thor, due to Obvious Plot Reasons?

Finally, Peter Parker. He’s adorable in his scenes, ‘nuff said.

Now, after seeing these scenes, I am left EXTREMELY CONCERNED for this movie’s tone. Granted, it was only 5 minutes of footage for a 3 hour movie. Quite clearly, there is a LOT we aren’t seeing. All the same though, it feels extremely disjointed. I know they’re trying to pull away from the dark and grim ending of Infinity War, but these clips make it all feel a little too casual, a little too ‘let’s go beat the bad guy!’ as opposed to ‘we have suffered a great failure and a great tragedy - as heroes, we MUST work to undo this for the sake of those we have lost, and everyone left alive who has lost the people they loved’. Idk, that may just be me on this one.

But you know the worst part of all of THIS? The worst part is that this is probably what we’re going to get on the release date. This isn’t a trailer Marvel released with deleted live-action scenes featuring minimal to no CGI, or sections clumsily edited over with explosion effects - this was a slew of scenes with a TON of special effects fully rendered in painstaking detail, recorded with a phone on its side in what looks like a movie theater, with foreign subtitles on the screen (I honestly don’t recognize the alphabet, but it might be Middle Eastern). That CGI is expensive and time-consuming as all hell to do, and considering how many of these scenes had it? Either they wasted a shit-ton of money on scenes they didn’t use (seriously, a number of them have Rocket in them, or Hulk - those aren’t the easiest characters to render, I would imagine), or these are in the movie, end of story.

Not to mention, TPTB clamped down on these Clips HARD - like, IMMEDIATELY - as opposed to the process behind deleting Reddit comments. The fast and heavy response from Marvel and the Russo Fools, COMPLETE WITH OFFICIAL TWEET LETTER, along with a Chris Evans tweet not to Spoil the Shit, was to chastise the ones who did (which is somewhat warranted here, given how extreme the security on leaks for Endgame have been).

This response, combined with the quality of the clips, and some of the plot threads that actually seem to be mentioned/referenced in the Lego sets, leads me to believe it’s real.

And I’m not really impressed.

On the flipside, I’m actually kind of relieved, knowing what I’m going into when I walk into the theater opening weekend. I’m not going to be completely shocked and horrified by what I see. This works well in breaking the ice, and also eases some of my anxiety on what to expect (bc I have had a LOT of it for this movie).

The downside to this is that at the end of the day, this is what 22 films ultimately amounted to. Something that feels a little too glib, a little too rushed. Something that doesn’t feel like it’s doing right by the characters who were left, and the characters we love (at least, not in full).

I understand that this is an insurmountable task - to bring to film, with limited time, a satisfying conclusion to so many characters. To arrange hundreds of people within thousands of hours on a set budget to bring this massive story, building for over ten years now, to a close that will resonate and sate with as many fans as possible. But I read fanfiction that does just that with less time, fewer moments, no budget - hell, there are 10k oneshots that rewrote Infinity Fcuk to make sense and treat the characters with the respect that they’ve earned over 20+ films.

This? Doesn’t feel like those.

I will happily admit, I am guesstimating a LOT here, based off of what essentially amounts to 3% of the movie (slightly more, depending on how long the credits are sans post-credit scenes, but still roughly 3%). There is a LOT that is missing, which could fill in these gaps successfully and make this whole post look completely pointless. If it does that, I will gleefully concede that it fooled us on this one. Maybe all of these scenes really ARE hoaxes (even if they were painstakingly subtitled in a foreign language and shown on a movie theater-size screen, but I digress).

But the framing of the scenes looks like it was meant to showcase what the movie would be as a whole, in terms of tone and what to expect. And from that, I’m not excited, or overjoyed. I’m just tired.

And I cannot WAIT for this all to be over, bc I’m fcuking exhausted just watching 5 minutes. Lord knows what 182 of them will leave me like in the end.

*peers up at massive unending ranty analysis post* ...ah. Well then. that happened again. Ah well. Hope you had fun reading my nonsense brain goop, kiddos.

[rocklandhistoryblog]

THE MUSCLES OF BOB FOSTER'S POWERFUL ARMS BULGE ... as he rat-a-tats on the speed bag at Camelot Country Club

Excerpt from the Journal News, Week of January 8-14, 1969

Photo by Andy Dickerman

FOSTER CLOSE TO PEAK

It was early in the afternoon and Bob Foster, the light-heavyweight champion of the world, had gone to his room for a rest before his daily workout. The champ is training at Camelot Country Club in Spring Valley for his first defense against Frankie DePaula at Madison Square Garden on Jan. 22.

It seemed like the perfect time to get a progress report from his trainer and manager with the big fight less than three weeks away. They had some interesting observations.

"I'm sure glad Bob went home for the Christmas holidays," said his trainer, Johnny Dunn. "He was getting into such good shape that I was afraid he'd hit his peak too soon.

"This was the first Christmas he thought he wouldn't be with his family, but we took a couple of days off and-drove down to Washington, D.C., where he saw his wife and four children. He's real happy and relaxed now. His timing is great, and he has a real fine edge."

Dunn, who's been with the 30-year-old champ since he knocked out Dick Tiger for the title over seven months ago, has trained Terry Downes, Wallace (Bud) Smith, Floyd Patterson and worked with Carmen Basilio. All were champs. How did he feel about his newest king?

"Bobby is one of the greatest light-heavies ever. I compare him with Bob Fitzsimmons (the light-heavy champ at turn of the century). He has the best left hand in the business and tremendous authority in all his punches. I think he'll go on to win the heavy title someday.

"Look at Cassius Clay. They talk about what a great fighter he is, but he was never hit by anybody who punches like Bobby."

Perhaps Dunn is right. After a shaky start which saw him almost quit the ring, Foster has come on like gangbusters for a 33-4 record, that includes 27 knockouts. He’ll be trying for his 13th consecutive win against DePaula, which includes three non-title knockouts since he flattened Tiger.

The Tiger had never been knocked out until the fateful night of May 21 in the Garden when Foster caught him with a left hook-right cross combination he lost money on the deal but winning in the fourth round Bob had to guarantee Tiger $100,000 for his big chance and the title made it all worth it.

Earlier in his career it wasn't quite so nice when he suffered all of his losses to heavyweights of some note, Doug Jones, Ernie Terrell, Zora Foley and Mauro Mina. He was tossed in with Jones on five-day notice in his ninth pro fight and was stopped in eight rounds. He quit for a little while before coming back to beat a later-day Archie Moore, who nobody wanted to fight.

The champ has been at Camelot almost a month. He does 3 to 3 1/2 miles of roadwork in the morning and then spars with Dick Hall, a promising prospect from Boston, Levan Roundtree and Sonny Burkin in the afternoon.

Foster weight 179 now or four pounds over the light-heavy limit, but Dunn guarantees that it isn't any problem.

"There's no weight problem. We just want Bobby to stay up there so he'll have something to lose later. He'll come down to about 174 in the last week of training before the fight," said Dunn.

"We want him to be just right before, the fight-condition is everything. Bobby is great to work with. He's always cool and if you tell him to do anything, he does it.

"Bobby can beat anyone, and he'll go any place just as long as the money is there."

Foster, who is 6’ 2”, and looks like a stinging spider when he's boxing, has also been eating well. The new owners of the often-ill-fated Camelot are Joseph Norban and Hy and Jack Uchitel. All are successful restaurateurs from New York City.

No fighter ever ate better than Bobby," commented Foster's manager, Mushky Sallow. "He has a private chef and we get food regularly from the Voisin and El Morocco Restaurants in New York. Norban and the Uchitels own them. They're two of the finest eating places around."

Good food and plenty of exercise have made Bob Foster a very healthy boy. Or as Bob Foster might say it, very healthy and rich. Or as the oddsmakers would say it, too healthy and rich for Frank Depaula.

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Jesse Rutherford’s Blonde Ambition

After seeing success as the lead singer of standout band The Neighbourhood, the 26-year-old So-Cal native decided it was time to try things on his own. &, Rutherford's first solo album, perfectly embodies the personality of the man who was born to be blonde. It's funny, poppy, loose yet precise, and more than anything, honest.

office met with Rutherford at his hotel in New York City a day before his flight back to California to perform in front of a sold out crowd alongside the band that helped him find his voice. Rutherford was open and reflective. He's as transparent as you'd hope any musician would be. He knows the key to success as a musician is being your best and most honest self at all times, all while making great music.

Interview by Khufu Najee

Photos by Mitchell Connell

I want to start off by saying I love the album.

Thank you.

I was in LA with my girlfriend when I first heard it and on that same morning, I actually dyed my hair blonde.

Yo (laughs). That’s sick.

True story.

So cool. It looks great, by the way.

Thank you, man. But that leads me to my first question. "Born To Be Blonde." What was the inspiration for that song? I know you were very specific about starting the album with that song. What went into that thought process?

The general statement just kinda means be whoever you wanna be. It’s just kind of a twist on how to say that or my particular way of saying it. I felt like it was a chance for me to be as stupid and as smart as I am — or as I think I might be — all in one go. I don’t know. It just kind of happened. It was a poem. It was a poem that I wrote while The Neighbourhood was recording our Wiped Out album. It was just a poem. I wrote it one day and or one night. I don’t even remember. I just know it was during that process cause I was blonde at that point and I was really psyched about it. It was just the way it made me feel I guess. Wrote it down. Maybe 75% of it came from that initial poem. The last 25% — the bridge and shit — was written in the studio as I was recording it. But I tried doing it a couple times. It was going to be a Neighbourhood song a long time ago. Nothing ever happened to it.

It’s very interesting how often I hear a good portion of songs that we hear on someone’s new album are actually old.

Yep. And that comes with age and with time. It’s crazy you say that cause I’ve thought about that a lot recently too and it’s given me a new hope with writing music because I probably have hundreds of songs that are not released and now I know sometimes I can go back in the fucking Rolodex. Oh okay. Wrote it in 2013. It’s 2018. Now they're ready for it. That’s how it goes sometimes.

You have to be ready to let it go.

You have to be on time. You can’t be early in this game. That doesn’t get you anywhere. At least from my experience. I feel like there have been moments where I’ve been like well I did that first and then something else happens and someone else does it. And maybe they did it at a better time. Maybe they had it more refined. Maybe it was better than the version I had. Or the type of song. Or the type of sound. Sometimes you gotta wait for the right time.

The 2014 mixtape with the band. Two features I want to ask about. You had Gerald and Kossisko. Two really good friends of mine.

Oh, you grew up in the bay?

Yeah, man.

Dope.

So, I’m curious. How did the Bay Area connection come about?

(Laughs).

It's always a good answer when they laugh before answering.

Well, Kossisko, 100s at the time, that was through our friend Matthew. Kirk, who has a label now, runs it with Matthew’s partner label.

What’s the label?

Bad Habits.

Okay.

And Matthew, he’s like my LA homie. He’s like my first LA friend. When I was like 19 trying to rap and putting my shit on the internet, he was the first dude from the city — cause I’m from the suburbs outside the city — he was like the first dude from the city to be like, yo, you’re tight, come hang out with me and my friends. And those friends ended up being 4e, who helped me produce the mixtape and then helping The Neighbourhood do our Wiped Out album. It was a long process. That was, you know, six or seven years ago. It was a while ago. I met Kossisko through him.

He’s a good dude, man.

Yeah, dude. He’s smooth too.

Staying on collaborations, on that same mixtape, you had Danny Seth. And I noticed on this new album, you had MD$, both of whom are big on the music scene in London. How did that connection come about?

Danny was also through Matthew.

Of course he was. Danny lived in LA for a bit, yeah?

Yeah, and Matthew was fucking with him for a minute. I could give you Matthew's number if you want (laughs). He’s in with everyone.

Collabs are important. How did you go about choosing who to work with on this album?

Well, I met Dylan Brady, who produced the majority of the project. I think I was playing a show and Kirk came out. Kirk met with Dylan. I think we were in St. Louis, where Dylan is from and he just walked in and I saw him. I know this may sound very surface but I basically just judged a book by the cover. Like, clothing and how you present yourself, matters. Dylan walked in and he just had this steez that I’d never seen before and I was like there’s something about this guy. Then I ended up hearing his music and it was so ambitious and unique and at the time I was trying to figure out how to find my own lane and find my own sound and do my solo thing. So we got in the studio together, we had a week in Paramount in LA, five days, and we ended up doing seven songs, and about four or five ended up on the record. It was a solid week for sure. He’s a great producer. He can really do anything. He’s unlike anyone I’ve ever seen before. He’s a fucking machine, dude. He’s nonstop. Dylan kinda kicked it off. We started with this sound. I worked with Daytrip a couple times before when they were back in LA and we did a couple records but nothing that was my favorite. They were amazing doing what they do but I wasn’t pleased with what I was doing on the songs.

The mind of a perfectionist, man.

Right? But then they randomly sent me a 30-pack and I was like this is fun. So I went through them, picked ten that I liked, recorded on about four or five really quickly and two of them ended up being on the album. MD$, that was just another random session when they were in LA.

MD$ is fire, dude. That’s good music.

They make really good music.

London, for the most part, is known for Grime Rap. When you think rap in London, you think grime. But what they do isn’t grime. It’s so dope and so different.

Very musical.

Very musical. Absolutely. I really want to meet the dude.

He’s a mystery. You never saw him?

No.

He’s cool. He has a swag to him for sure.

How old were you when you decided on music?

I started playing drums when I was in the eighth grade. High school came around and I met this guy who became my buddy. I grew up in a suburb where it’s like hard core punk kinda shit and I just wanted to be a part of that. But my balls took forever to drop and finally when they did I started singing. Voice is still pretty high so they only dropped so far (laughs). But I would say around 17 is when I took it seriously.

And around that age is when you knew this was what you were going to do with your life?

Yeah. Especially once I stopped doing hard core and started making really bad pop rap. I had to start somewhere though (laughs). I’ve never really thought twice about thinking twice. This is all I’ve ever done. And luckily it’s worked. It’s always felt so good. It’s the only thing I’ve ever felt natural at. I’m not that great at video games. I’m not that great at fucking school, all the cliche shit that everybody says.

Knowing what you know now, what would you tell that younger self?

Don’t get those tattoos on your right arm (laughs). Save that real estate because you’re going to want some other shit some day. Maybe don’t get any of the tattoos so early. But 17 year old me, looking at 26 year old me, with like neck tattoos and shit, would be like "yo this guy is so sick what the fuck.” I know that really surface level but I think the boxes you in. If I’m in the whitely tatted lane, then okay. I did it to myself. Other than that, just keep doing what you’re doing. It’s working.

Are you familiar with the word synesthesia?

No.

It’s basically a condition, although I don’t know why they call it that cause it almost gives it a bad connotation. But, Lorde has it, Frank Ocean, few other artists. Basically, you can taste, smell, see colors, in ways other people can’t. It’s amazing.

Me and my team talk about that all time time. We try to relate things to colors when it comes to Neighbourhood music and my own music. We try and connect songs to seasons. Some songs always seem to fit with certain seasons. Day or night. That’s a big one.

Very true. I have music I only listen to at night time. Or when the sun isn’t shining.

That’s the struggle of being asked to play a festival, when you make night music, but they give you the noon slot. How do you like the sun, yo? Yeah, this dark ass song is going to sound great while this bright ass sun is turning my pasty skin bright red.

What color would you say your music is?

I feel like I have to just say rainbow because it has to be the opposite of rainbow because The Neighbourhood has always done the black and white thing. But I don’t know. I really do like yellow. I think yellow is a really cool color. And it doesn’t even have to be bright yellow. Just a nice warm yellow that kinda has some warmth to it.

I’m not going to ask you who your musical inspirations are cause I think that shit is corny as fuck but I am curious where do you draw inspiration from? Are you the kind of dude who has a movie playing on silent in the studio at all times?

No. I’m terrible at watching movies. I need to start watching more. I just started on Apocalypse Now.

Started. Didn’t finish?

Not yet. I’m about half-way through. It's a slow process for me. But inspiration… It’s funny cause I do like Spongebob (laughs) but I feel like a sponge. I just absorb a lot of shit around me. Sometimes I can’t even pinpoint it. It’s just like shit that’s coming at me. Between the different styles and sounds of music that I like and what’s fucking constantly stewing in my head. I just feel like I can do all these different types of music, so I need to do it. And sometimes I fail. And sometimes I think, from what I’ve seen from the internet and from what fans tell me, I think I nail it sometimes. With this project especially, the title alone, just using &. Calling it that left it open to anything. Cause you can’t just have that and nothing else. There has to be something before and something after and you know that. So that alone it’s just like, I’m a sucker for that kind of shit. I just love hooks. I want everything to be a hook. A photo, to a fucking pair of shoes, the title of something, hooks only. I did a book two years ago I called that. It’s a collection of photos I took with my friend, ended up turning it into a book. I’ve always called that book the Bible of Jesse. In that book, there’s no words. All pictures. Just me wearing a whole bunch of shit. It’s all over the place. But that’s how I felt. That’s who I am. I think a lot of people are like that. Especially young people. With the internet how are you just gonna be one thing in this shit?

You have to do everything. It’s the norm now.

You have to. Remember when Drake came out. And he was singing and rapping? People were confused. But now? You can’t not do that (laughs). It’s all that. Which is great. It’s fucking incredible. I feel like now more than ever music is ready for me. You know what I mean? And I’m ready for it. I don’t feel old, I just feel grown enough to just be like, oh yeah I can do all this shit. I’ve been doing this shit for years. It’s just about catching the right moment and knowing what to do. Last time I caught the moment I didn’t know how to hold onto it. I never know how it’s gonna work anymore. I never know what song is going to work. You said you love Barbie and Ken. I was terrified to put the song out because it’s so, so opposite to the character of Jesse Rutherford from The Neighbourhood is known for.

Well, that’s what a solo project should do, innit? Show that other side?

I think so. I hope so.

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