#it's not my fault that there's just. more songs about it

[wileys-russo]

Hi ,

Platonic ingrid / Alexia with mapi and pollito " they are idiots , but they are my idiot , still they are idiots " in park or during matches

Thank you

part of the pollito universe our idiots II a.putellas, m.león, i.engen

"oye nena, you are going to send yourself deaf!" you winced at the pinch to your knee, pulling your headphones down around your neck and sending the older catalan a scowl.

"you told me you did not like my music. this was the solution!" you defended yourself, having been banned from any kind of music control in alexia's car.

personally you felt it was an unfair judgement. it wasn't your fault that the songs you liked to listen to just sounded best at max volume, or that you'd accidentally blown alexia's speaker system trying to prove that point.

"you never listen as it is chica, i need these to work." you whined at the sharp tug on your ear, unclicking your seatbelt and practically diving out of the car away from her, headphones left on your seat.

but of course the moment the door closed and you stood up straight, stretching out with a sigh did someone else grab at you, hands gripping your wrists and forcing your arms to twist behind your head.

"buenas tardes pollito!" the familiar voice cooed in your ear, a wet kiss to your cheek with a loud mwah having you grimacing in disgust and trying to yank your arms free.

"suéltame hijo de puta!" you spat, grunting with the effort of trying to pull away but it was fruitless as she merely laughed at your attempts. "such ugly words." mapi tutted at the language you hauled her way during the struggle, whining as mapi used your hands to make you hit yourself.

"alexia, ayuda!" you called out as the older girl finally emerged from the car, head having been buried in her phone. but as she opened her mouth to no doubt order mapi to let you go, someone else stepped in first.

"maría! let her go, what did i say about picking on her?" you perked up at the norweigans warning, mapi finally letting you go with a huff, hurrying to hide behind the taller girl as you lunged for her.

"well hello." ingrid chuckled as instead you moved to tightly hug her, flipping her girlfriend the finger behind her back and grinning as mapi narrowed her eyes but ultimately couldn't do anything about it with ingrid acting as a barrier between the two of you.

"hermana!" your head whipped around and your eyes lit up as another car door slammed closed, your older sister gabriella opening her arms expectantly as you let go of ingrid and rushed over toward her.

but her face fell and eyes rolled as you dropped to your knees in front and started to coo fondly at the fluffy newfoundland by her side, arms thrown around his neck and kisses pressed against his head as your sister sighed and tapped your shoulder, holding out his leash.

"me alegro de verte imbécil!" the older girl yelled after you as you took your dogs leash and sprinted off toward the park you'd all met up at, alexia chuckling at the sight and greeting your sister with a hug.

"and you are sure you are okay with him for the weekend?" gabriella asked with a frown, alexia nodding but not without a sigh. "she has been begging for weeks for one of them to come and visit, if she had her way all four of them would be here." your captain chuckled, and it was true you'd been pestering her forever to let one of your family dogs come and stay.

you'd been on fire the last few games, scoring five times in three matches and even getting your first start of the season.

then to try and sweeten alexia up more you'd pulled back your usual reckless activities and pranks, your list set aside for the time being as you focused on proving to her that you were responsible.

it was almost scary just how quickly you'd switched up.

you were always as helpful as you could be around the house, forever helping to clean up and even offering to cook (but after last time olga and alexia would politely decline, the bitter memory of your last culinary creation still lingering in their tastebuds and nightmares).

but now even at training you were on your very best behaviour, always offering to help the staff set up and pack down, the first to get boots on the grass and the last to run them off, doing your best not to interrupt anyone or goof off during each session.

plus given that the last time one of your dogs had come for a visit it was you sneaking him in behind alexia's back when she was away for the weekend.

and that resulted in her returning to two missing couch cushions (assumed to be eaten), a suspicious stain on the rug, two smashed vases and a nasty little surprise or three in her bedroom and ensuite that you'd missed and not cleaned up.

so after two weeks of your disturbingly angel like behaviour the midfielder had caved and agreed that one of the dogs could come for a weekend sleepover, but that was all she'd bend to.

of course you'd chosen your favourite, diego. a slobbery newfoundland which when he stood on his two back legs was taller than you were and was deaf in one ear.

but seeing the way your face lit up at the sight of him and hearing your laughter echo across the park as you both raced around it, alexia knew she'd made the right decision.

merely giving your sister a wave goodbye she rolled her eyes again as she bid the others farewell and slipped back into the car, a two and a half drive back to your childhood town ahead of her you made a mental note to call her later to thank her properly.

but for now all you could focus on was diego, ingrid and alexia disappearing to get a coffee as mapi stayed in the park with you, a backpack of diegos things in her hand as you squatted down and began to rifle through it.

"oye nena! what is the command for down?" mapi yelled out, struggling as diego's two front paws sat on her shoulder and she tried not to fall over under his weight, her neck craned away from his tongue which was trying its best to lick at her face.

"diego, bah!" you turned around and yelled, diego immediately dropping into a sitting position as mapi sighed in relief and cooed at him affectionately, scratching behind his ears and grinning at the way his back foot thumped against the ground happily.

"which ear is it?" mapi asked with a frown as you grabbed out his favourite toy, pointing to your right ear and whistling sharply, wiggling the worn leather football at the dog who dropped to his stomach with his tail wagging rapidly.

"go long!" you waved for mapi to back up as she jogged to create some distance between the pair of you. "remember how?" mapi cupped her hands over her mouth as you nodded, adjusting your grip on the NFL ball you'd brought back from your trip to texas in the pre-season.

before the season started properly you'd gone home to see your family for one of your older brothers birthdays, having gotten a cowboys jersey and the ball as him for a present. only the moment you'd stepped past the front door all four dogs had rushed at you, the ball snatched from your hand and rapidly becoming their present now.

"diego. vamos!" you yelled, launching the football toward mapi who side stepped to catch it, diego just arriving in front of her before she'd tossed the ball back to you, diego sprinting between the two of you and barking happily as you threw the ball back and forth.

you were still doing that same thing when ingrid and alexia returned, coffees in hand for all four of you as well as a water bottle for diego who was rapidly running out of steam, merely trotting between the pair of you now.

spotting her girlfriend mapi called it quits, dropping the ball and racing over as you rolled your eyes and went off to retrieve it, diego padding tiredly after you as you clipped his leash back on and tucked the ball under your arm and grabbing his backpack with the other.

grabbing out the portable water bowl you thanked ingrid as she handed you the bottle, pouring some out for diego who collapsed to his stomach, eagerly lapping away as you left him to it beneath the table, well covered with the shade.

"decaf." alexia warned handing you the iced coffee as you rolled your eyes but kept your discontent to yourself.

olga was more than happy to pour you a proper coffee of a morning when alexia wasn't home, but the midfielder herself remained firm in her belief that you had more than enough energy without adding caffeine to it.

"pollito what is this?" mapi pulled a face as she tugged a heavy weighted vest out of the backpack.

"diegos anxiety vest! he gets night terrors and he is scared of thunder, it might storm this weekend." you explained with a shrug as if that was normal, missing the odd look shared between the three older girls at the picnic table.

"ven aquí pequeña, i want to try something." mapi beckoned you over, confusion in your features as she slipped the vest over your head. "amiga what-" alexia started, cut off as there was a loud thud, mapi's fist thumping against the vest and hitting you right in the stomach.

"maría!" ingrid gasped in shock, smacking the back of the defenders neck who choked on a mouthful of coffee and glared at her over her shoulder, coughing and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"qué? that did not hurt her! right?" she looked to you as you nodded in surprise, testing it again by punching yourself now and lighting up as you barely felt a thing.

"tonta! take that off, it smells." alexia sniffed the air and pulled a face, trying to pull it off you as you pushed her hands off, catching mapi's eye and suggestive grin, diegos football in her hands as she cocked an eyebrow at you.

it seemed the two of you had a brief and silent conversation across the table, alexia and ingrid clueless to your plans as you suddenly nodded and eagerly raced off after the tattooed zaragozan.

for once diego didn't follow you, just watching on tiredly from his shady recluse under the table as ingrids foot rubbed gently against his hip.

both ingrid and alexia watched on themselves, curious where this was going as you and mapi talked for a second before doing your handshake which had them both rolling their eyes, the two of you having been working on it as a goal celebration for weeks now.

once again mapi backed up to put some distance between the two of you, winding up to throw the ball as you squatted down ready to catch, the vest still sitting across your chest.

"oh no." ingrid realised first where this was going as mapi launched the ball and started to sprint toward you, the ball caught in your hands as you stood up and clearly braced yourself.

"qué son-" alexia didn't even get to finish her question before it was answered for her, mapi's body hurtling into yours and tackling you down to the ground, shoulder slamming into your stomach as there was a thump, your body hitting the grass.

alexia was up on her feet with a face like thunder, ready to march right over and pull the pair of you off one another, a lecture on the tip of her tongue as mapi rolled off of you and collapsed into a fit of laughter which you soon joined in with.

"estoy bien ale!" you yelled out, spotting alexia ready to make her way over and sending her a thumbs up and a wolfish grin, mapi hopping up and holding out a hand to help you do the same.

"they are idiots." alexia grumbled, a hint of a smile on her face but eyebrows furrowed together as she slowly sat back down with a shake of her head.

mapi's laughter again flew through the air as you'd grabbed her hand to be helped up, the older girl pulling you halfway before letting go and sending you thumping back down onto your back.

"but they are our idiots." ingrid added onto alexia's previous statement with a chuckle of her own, the two of them watching on with small smiles at you and mapi.

"puta!" you managed out between your own laughter, foot lashing out at mapi as she dodged it and tossed the football at you, collapsing beside you as it bounced off your head and you whined, launching at her as the two of you rolled around on the grass wrestling.

"sí. but still, they are idiots."

[theredcuyo]

Angst infests my head more often than not and so does comfort

So, now, imagine Bruce who got whatever trigger (watching mamma mia, that song from toy story two, whatever involving family), and he just starts hunting down all his kids to give each of them a hug and say nothing else

And he doesn't have a patron (not one they can figure out for now at least), so he catches them of guard and by the time he's midlist they're worried af thinking he's dying or something

Now, he started by Tim, who was kind of not answering anyone's calls and was alone who knows where when suddenly his dad just appeared, gave him a hug, and went away again

He thought it was a hallucination until he came back to Gotham and turns out he did the exact same fucking thing to Steph (who was horrified) Cass, who wasn't even in the same continent and Duke who thought it was normal until he spoke to everyone else

By that point they started to panic, because Bruce wasn't even aknowledging the whole thing, (not to help, the kids didn't say it directly) and was he planning on faking his dead?

Or he had some incurable illness about to do it or-

Just what the fuck

Which was exactly Jason's reaction when his turn came after he went back to one of his safehouses and Bruce was just there. Waiting for him in the dark. And after almost giving his son a heart attack, he gave him a hug and left

And it was also Dick's reaction. Because it wasn't batman. Bruce Wayne went to his station to give officer Grayson a hug and a meal (from Alfred) and say nothing more

Damian was the last one, why? Because it was his fault, he was watching the movie with his father and gave him the idea to "Calm himself down by doing something" and to start it up with Drake, who surely needed it

[shae-pine]

I was reading your context breakdown for the outsiders musical and you mention that during runs in the family reprise, Darry lashes out at Johnny before Soda gets between them. I was wondering when that happens! Is there a specific lyric or line that prompts Darry to turn his anger to Johnny or is it more of the general lashing out at everyone thing?

So I've been racking my brain trying to remember but I can not remember the line that sets him off but I know it's after Soda does his bit about the laundry. So Darry either does it right before or right after Ponyboy's line "It’s not my fault that you hate your dang life" But it's nothing Johnny does that sets him off Darry is just lashing out in the moment, spots Johnny, and takes a step towards him which causes Johnny to take a step back further behind the bed/car prop on stage and then Soda steps between the two of them preventing Darry from getting closer to Johnny so Darry pivots back to Ponyboy.

Story wise I think he does it as a general lashing out because before the song Pony comes home late with Johnny and Johnny tries to defend Pony by telling Darry they had just lost track of time. So Darry in the moment blames both Pony and Johnny for not getting back sooner despite knowing about curfew.

Hope that helps!

[jackredfieldwasmyjacob]

ES ALBACETE (ROZALÉN)

okay so, since a few years ago, i have been compiling songs that talk about certain cities / regions of spain because they make me emotional for some reason and i really like them :) soon after starting doing that i wanted to share it here but i didn't know how. i might have found how to tho. i will be posting lyrics to some of these songs, and i will be explaining every reference they make to that particular city / area, so we all get to learn a bit about it !! let me know if i should change the formatting or whatever, this is all a wip lol. i will be tagging both here and in my masterpost with 'spain in songs', but again, that's also a wip lol

anyways, i wanted to start with a song about albacete cause that's where my mother's side of the family is from so i have a very strong tie to it and especially to rozalén (she's like. the family titular singer. i don't know how to explain it but she's very dear to us all) so i had to !!!!

before starting, just a bit of context; she made this song when she was chosen as the pregonera (spokesperson) in the albacete city festivities last year, and she sung it for the first time during the pregón (speech). the first time i listened to it was through and audio my mum's cousin sent her lol. also, it's a jota, one of the traditional musical styles in the peninsula - it's the most common as well. the album where this song is from is full of traditional sounds if you want to check it out, as every rozalén album it's full of songs with social messages and just. phenomenal stuff. i really recommend it, it's called matriz.

anyways, here's the translation in english of the lyrics (let me know if there's any mistakes!!!). i will do all explanations below the cut, so this doesn't get too lengthy.

as stated before, jotas are one of the traditional songs in iberia. they vary according to the region; the one sung in albacete, which is also the type of jota this song is, is a jota manchega. the most well-known jotas are, however, the ones from aragón, as they are known to be the original and oldest ones as well. this is how aragonese jotas sound, try to spot the difference with the manchegas!

all la mancha (the region albacete is part of) is famous for its steel work, and albacete in particular is known for its navajas or knife pockets! you can find them all over souvenir stores and roadside bars, and there's even a cutlery museum in albacete city.

3. albacete province is indeed a land of mountains and plains! most of the province is part of the meseta sur ('southern tableland'), part of the larger meseta central , but the southwest is full of mountains and river canyons, as it contains part of the sierras (mountains) of segura and alcaraz, in the cordillera prebética ('prebaetic system').

4. albacete sits halfway between madrid and the mediterranean coast, and that's what has granted it it's importance within the country. in fact, most people from madrid know it as the place where you stop by to eat on your trip to the coast (which explains the next line in the song).

5. okay, this is just a dumb dad joke and i feel mortified having to explain it, so sorry beforehand. when someone with a lot of confidence on themselves say they want to study in harvard when they grow up, or when someone cites a dubius study made in harvard, someone (usually a dad) will say, 'yeah, from "jarvacete".' In spanish, if you say 'harvard city' fast, it would be pronounced more or less like 'har-bah-seeh-teh', similar to albacete ('al-bah-theh-teh'). it's just a dumb joke idk.

6. funnily enough, this one isn't a joke but a real tagline of the city. really. the term 'the new york of la mancha' to refer to albacete was coined by the writer azorín at the end of the 19th century in a poem to the city, calling it like that because of its tall and modern buildings, its heavy industrialization, and its electrical workframe. it's also the largest city in la mancha (it has 172k inhabitants) by a wide margin (guadalajara, the 2nd largest, only has 87k), so that helps. here's a comparision between the two cities, so you can see the striking resemblance. albacete is on the right btw.

7. the atascaburras (literally 'donkeyclogger') is one of the traditional dishes from albacete province. it is usually eaten in winter after a snow, and it's made with dried and salted cod, boiled potatoes, olive oil, garlic, boiled eggs, and walnuts.

8. the miguelitos ('little michaels') are the most well-known dessert from albacete province, sold in every roadside bar and so very iconic, i love them. they originated in the town of la roda, and are a type of cream filled puff pastry. they're sometimes also filled with chocolate (the superior miguelitos imo).

9. the bota (literally 'boot') is a traditional spanish wine recipient found mostly in rural areas, such as albacete, made out of leather. it's a very iconic iberian tool, it is used in a lot of stuff for aesthetic purposes.

10. the feria de albacete ('albacete fair') is the main festivity of the city (the one for which rozalén was spokeperson for and the reason this song got made). it is celebrated every year from 7-17th september in honour of the Virgen de los Llanos ('Our Lady of the Plains'), and it's celebrated in this space called the recinto ferial full of attractions and stands, lots of drinks, free food, and people dressing up in the traditional manchego outfits and dancing and having fun and it's great :) within this recinto ferial, there's this tall pole called el pincho ('the spike') that is used as a meeting point for many albaceteñes, so it's become this iconic part of the feria.

11. the alpargatas are a traditional spanish shoes made out of wicker and esparto used (in a more modern form) all over iberia (i myself have a pair), and that happen to be part of the manchego outfit.

[copia]

THIRTY-ONE DAYS OF GHOST ⛧ DAY ONE

first song you heard — Mary On A Cross

September 1969; Papa Nihil and the beginning of the Ghost Project take to the stage at the Whiskey a Go Go club in Los Angeles, under the watchful eye of Sister Imperator. Fifty-three years later, in Tampa, Florida, Papa Emeritus the Fourth performs Mary On A Cross, unaware that he is singing the story of his parents—and that of himself.

[itsalwaysforyou]

there’s blood in the water, there’s blood in the water

kenny ortega, descendants / the crane wives, the crooked, the cradle

[curameleven]

[deus-ex-mona]

sena 🤝 yujiro

older siblings (who see themselves as unreliable) who look out for and love their (relatively aloof) younger siblings unconditionally

[humanmorph]

austin should just never say what vibe a season is going for ever again because i keep seeing people referencing him talking about palisade as a hopeful season (as something they're aiming for, at least) & well. how it didn't really shake out that way. people including me btw i have thought about this many a times (probably most during the questlandia game post Oh-You-Know-What happening!)

edit: where tf did he even say that because it was not the playlist thing like i thought. unless i just missed it 3 times

[monards]

everytime i find out someone has assumed i had a crush on them because i treat them with (normal) platonic affection i die a little inside. i fear people have unnormalized just being decent and kind a little *too* much

[duskgryphon-png]

can't work on it because i still have to clear out space but looking at old frames from my poison jam animatic again...

[giantkillerjack]

Anastasia the Musical sucks so bad. They really said "We're gonna cut the best song from the movie - just axe the absolute banger that is 'In the Dark of the Night' - because we are being SERIOUS and GROWN-UP now. We are A Big Historical Realism Musical Now. This is FOR REAL, okay!? We don't have a SILLY villain like Rasputin! We have Gleb! [Please Just Clap.] We are HISTORICALLY GROUNDED. -- Anyway, here's a musical unironically glorifying the Russian monarchy~~ 💖😌💖😌💖😌💖"

[pardonmydelays]

me when i'm trying to make a fun playlist:

[kavehater]

I wish I could inject pasilyo into my brain so I can have permanent happiness

[mars-ipan]

thinking abt kmhn’s mutual desire to understand each other…. wailing

[a-hopeless-individual]

y’all playing project sekai when you’re about to start your period is a recipe for disaster especially if one of the ingredients is an inclination to bite things when angry because glass screens and human teeth do not mix very well and so I’m sure you can imagine the sudden dread that hit me and snapped me out of my blind rage when I heard a little “pop” upon failing to just bite the case and accidentally straight-up giving the screen the hydraulic press treatment with my pearly whites, leaving a hearty crack at the bottom that branches out across half of the screen like a banyan tree with a little circular portion at the site of the assault where the colors are all distorted