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(Note: I’m not repeating stories he’s told before and just putting them in parenthesis. I have a lot more videos to go until I’m caught up so that would save me a lot of time. If he gives details I never heard from him before, I will type those.)

“The New Onision Gossip (^_^)” September 26, 2020 - Speaks

- He says he assumes there’s a new rumor because he was spammed on Twitch with comments implying he struck someone he’s married to. He says he addresses every rumor because it interests him and because if he doesn’t people think they are facts. - He doesn’t know where the rumor came from. He finds it the same as the stuff he’s dealt with for some time. People not needing proof, just going off of feelings. The masses bombarded his stream and said it was reality. If you’re in your late 20′s or older, you get fed up with high school drama. - Says Kai was ahead a grade when he was in high school, so he was a senior when they met. He told Kai the other day that if Kai never jumped a grade, he never would have talked to him. He wouldn’t date a high schooler. He was 26 and Kai was 9 years younger than him. - Says he once screwed up and said he spoke to Kai’s dad and his dad told him to come back in 10 years when Kai is 25. He says it doesn’t make sense and it was idiocy on his part. He says there are at least 40 witnesses that know they never spoke until later. The first time he thinks Kai tweeted him was October 2011. He says they started talking around the time Shiloh cheated on him. - (Shiloh cheated story) He says after they broke up, Shiloh made an essay about how great of a boyfriend he was. [I think he’s talking about this?] He says she was trying to woo him back after he left her. He made a song, Her Lies, instead of taking her back. He tells his audience to stream it on Spotify. Says Shiloh would try to threaten suicide when he broke up with her. He admits he did the same over his alimony payments. (Alimony story, divorce story, Skye was lazy and depressed) - Says when he first met Skye she was a social outcast. She reminded him of Wednesday Addams. He first saw her in a gymnasium, they were in the same class. He found her different than everyone else and he thought that was interesting. He walked over to her and she acted like he was a d-bag for trying to talk to her. “Typical girl emo-ness.” He waited it out and she warmed up to him. One day she invited him over to her house over AOL instant messenger. Her sister opened the door and he thought “oh my god! She looks so happy! She looks so full of life!” He says he thought her sister was her. He saw Skye walk into the picture and she was emo as ever. Same mopey, depressed person. He says for some reason he wanted to be the guy that will hang out with her, make her happy, and make her save herself from herself. - They dated for a month and he broke up with her because he realized he’d never make her happy no matter how hard he tried. He went to basic training and while he was there he decided to ask her to marry her to get more military benefits. He says she was his closest friend and he wanted to travel with her. He says it was fun. He’s kind of glad he married her, but he’s not happy about how it ended because of the alimony. (more alimony story, they took his stuff from his house story) - All of his experiences helped him learn a lot about people. He realizes most people are selfish. They live in their heads and they don’t think about other people. He doesn’t play hero anymore to protect himself. - He says he left his ex-wife for a girl because he was excited she was a Canadian pop star. He says it was very shallow and superficial. He says he was in love with her because of how exciting and interesting she was. It was one of the most intense relationships he’s been in. He says there was a supernatural element, she was one of those women that would say they knew each other in a past life. He thinks that was something she said in that goodbye letter she wrote for him after she cheated. She said maybe they’ll be together in the next life. It made him want to puke because she just cheated. - He had to call the cops on her so many times and he convinced himself it was normal. People who stay in relationships like that stay because they are told no one else will want them. He actually says Shiloh’s name and says she told him no one would love him as much as she loved him. He says it’s not quite the same. He says people who hated him loved him more than Shiloh because she got pregnant with another man’s baby. - (Shiloh body slamming the door story) He says when he pushed her with one arm through the door she dramatically fell to the floor and called him abusive. Since she called him abusive, he called the cops to ask them what they think. He says he thinks they saw the hysteria in her and the calm in him. He just broke up with her and wanted space and to sleep in his own room. He asks what you would think if Shiloh was the one holding the door and he was the one trying to body slam his way in. She would be the one pushing him with one arm away from the door so she could lock it. He says you would think of “here’s Johnny” from The Shinning. Insane mental imbalance. When you switch the genders, the guy is always wrong. He says the cops took his side. They took Shiloh aside and he could still hear them. They told her to stay away from him and leave him alone. They told her to give him space and to let him sleep in his room and she did. He says he thinks he let her sleep in the same room after because he felt bad for calling the cops. - He says there is a really weird thing she did to get him to have affection for her. He says he went to Lover’s Package with her because she was complaining that she had physical needs. He said he’s not willing to sleep with her or date her because it’s too toxic, but he’ll buy her something. He says while he was there he saw a mannequin and he thought to himself, “do women really get that skinny?” because he was with 170lb, 5 foot Shiloh for so long. He says it was normal to him that she was the same weight as him, but 11 inches shorter. He says that’s medically obese. He says he appreciated her physical form. She asked if she should lose weight he would tell her it’s not an issue. Says one time she asked him if she was obese and he said she was and she freaked out. He started crying because she said she was going to end her life because of that. He says it was rude to say even though it was science. - She told him she could get as skinny as the mannequin if he wanted her to. He says he didn’t know what to say because it wasn’t an awful idea for him to be with someone that shape. He says he got her a d-i-l-d-o, he thinks it was a vibrator. She tried to use it in the tub. She calls him in and she tells him it’s not the same when she does it on her own and she asks for help. He says they were broken up but, but they were both adults so he tried to help. He doesn’t remember how it went, but they wound up dating again. He thinks it was her strategy. - He has the Remember Love tattoos because she would guilt trip him. [hentai break up story] He didn’t want to get her name because he didn’t think the relationship would last forever. He says he got the tattoos on his wrists to remind him not to watch hentai because he uses his hands to jerk off. - He says one time he was playing Mortal Kombat and she put her mouth on him. She noticed he got more aroused when Sheeva came out. He says he’s not even attracted to Sheeva, but he was so deprived from not being able to watch internet porn. - [Shiloh & his ex-sister-in-law’s adult photos story] - He says he had chemistry with his ex-sister-in-law, but they never had anything. Their age gap was not appropriate in his mind. He was 18 when she was 15. He says it might have been legal, but he didn’t feel it was appropriate. [ex-mother-in-law scammed a website story] - His ex-grandma in law said she would shoot the president. His ex-mother-in-law said she’d supply the gun. His ex-sister-in-law said she’d supply the bullet. He says these were white people talking about a black person. - He says this is heavy content, but he has no reason not to talk about it. He thinks his ex-sil was brainwashed politically by her mom. He says he was hateful toward George Bush because he was in-part responsible for over 1 million innocent Iraqi deaths. He says he killed more people than the current president. - Says one time his ex-mil let his ex-sil and her friend drink. She told them not to drink the whole bottle. They were not old enough to drink, but he didn’t stop them because it would destroy his relationship with everyone in that household. His ex-wife would make sure they were ok and didn’t hurt themselves. They would take turns distracting his ex-wife so the other one would be alone with him and hug him. He says he was not married to his ex-wife yet. He thought the hugs were fine. Says when he was alone in the bathroom with his ex-sil she tried to kiss him. He turned his head because of their age gap. That night they all laid in the front room on the carpet except for his ex-wife. She asked why they were laying on the ground and he told her not to worry about it. He says he was holding hands with his ex-sil. He says this gives you an idea of his moral compass. Hugging and holding hands are ok. Kissing is not not ok. He says when he was at Osan Air Base, the Korean marines were holding hands while skip marching. That’s when he realized he liked the Korean military more because there was love in that group. They cared about each other. - He fell asleep holding her hand under the blankets. When he woke up, she said “what the F?” He guesses when she was drink she thought she wanted to hold hands with him. - He says you can jump to judgments about him, but he tells you so deeply who he is, a guy who refused to kiss someone that was intoxicated with a three year age gap. He says holding hands is platonic. If it was sexual, mothers wouldn’t hold hands with their kids. Hugs are fine. - He says there was a gay guy who came over their house. He hugged and held hands with Kai. Platonic people do that all the time. - He’s not sure if he dated his ex yet when that drinking story happened. - He says he and his ex-sil played video games together and hung out a lot, but after that incident, he wrote her an email. He wrote there’s a chemistry between them, but it’s not something he can’t pursue. He wants her to know she’s a special person to him, but it can’t be a thing. She hated him from that point on. He felt like she was an awesome person. - They made videos together later on and she was so funny. She was so cool, talented, edgy. He says she could be praised by the masses. She’s like the female LeafyIsHere in a lot of ways. He offered to pay her to be in his videos long after he divorced her sister. It was exciting working with her. - He says he never beat Shiloh. He called her for domestic issues and they always sided with him. He says it’s rare when the cops take the man’s side. Women cry and men yell, but it was the opposite. Shiloh wrapped her arms around him because she was trying to stop him from calling the cops. The phone fell out of his hand. He did successfully called the cops. They told him to move so he wouldn't be there when she got back from her mental evaluation after she threatened to frame him for murder. - He says in the past there’s a reason why the mass majority always took his side. It’s because he’d make videos like this to tell people how it was. - Says the Twitch chat was saying, “you beat your wife.” He told them, “what wife? I’m married to a dude.” He says it was a weird stream and he wore a mustache and sunglasses while rocking out to Rammstein.

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Lucy Liu: Root Freedom | Jia Ren Cover

2020 opened a new decade.

Idols of the eighties,

Some are still active on the screen and the Internet.

Some have disappeared,

Some are also attracting much attention,

Some have fallen asleep.

We finally arrived at the "future" in science fiction,

Discover with Liu Yuling the familiar sense of time in this "future."

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At 11:30 am, in the city of Brooklyn, New York, a 19th-century warehouse remodeled art community and creative studio, Liu Yuling, full of silver hair, wore large retro glasses and her body turned sideways. She was holding an eleven-inch old-fashioned black-and-white TV in her right hand, and the antenna stood like unruly hair, and the screen was flashing monotonous white noise lines, just in the same direction as her black-and-white striped tie. The prototype of this shape is Andy Warhol.

After the April issue of "Jia Ren" covers the retro theme of the 1980s, Liu Yuling proposed that it should be more interesting to play. She worked with the creative team to select several fashion icons that have a profound impact on her personally and the world-David Bowie, Prince, BoyGeorge, Debbie Harry , Madonna and Andy Warhol, re-enact their classic looks with seasonal fashion. The last idol is Liu Yuling herself. Two sets of fashions are the retro punk style of the 1980s and the modern minimalist department. The New Wave movement of the 1980s has become an old dream, and Liu Yuling is pushing the new wave of this era.

This original look from Andy Warhol comes from the cable television show Andy Warhol Online that he launched in the 1980s. He was addicted to TV and said, "I love TV, and I'm super jealous of people who can have their own programs on TV. I also want to have my own program."

In 1979, he spent $ 40,000 on a premium broadcast-quality camera, and hired professional television producers to start broadcasting his own programs on Manhattan Cable at his own expense. The television dream continued throughout his eighties, until 1987, when he suddenly died of a myocardial infarction.

Artists who do not want to be on TV are not good actors. Like Andy, Liu Yuling has a strong curiosity in all aspects of the world and has made breakthroughs in different fields. At the age of fifteen, she wants to be an artist. She creates collages, walks through the streets of New York with a big camera, and transfers from the Department of Communication at New York University to study Asian language and culture at the University of Michigan. During college, she was spotted by scouts in the New York subway, she took commercial shots of stationery stores, and began to take on guest roles in some episodes. Until the last year of college, she was selected by the student troupe to star in "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland", after which she began to fully realize her actor dream.

She said to herself that she had never thought of giving up since the moment she made her decision. On the Hollywood screen, there are few faces of Chinese-American actors. It is even more difficult for her petite and ordinary person to want to break out of her own world. On her first debut, she lived in two small jobs and lived in a small apartment rented by her brother, rushing to deliver resumes, auditions, and appointments. Looking back, Liu Yuling said: "I am brave and simple. I think pure is a good thing because it means freedom. I just want to learn and do what I like to do."

At the age of 29, Liu Yuling had debuted for eight years. She first appeared on the screen as a hostess in "Flying Over Beverly Hills" (1991), and later as a female student in the CBS drama "Pearl", her popularity has gradually increased. And what really made her fame was that she played the Chinese lawyer Wu Ling in the American drama `` Sweet Girl '', a clever, cool, decisive and slightly weird character that won the hearts of the audience with a strong aura. It also subverts the stereotype of Chinese Americans in American film and television works.

It was originally a temporary arrangement with only eight episodes, but screenwriter David Kelly changed her role to a resident character at the request of the audience. The incident sparked widespread debate in the American community about the Asian impression, and she was nominated for the Primetime Emmy Award.

Every character since then, whether it is the fiercely popular special agent in "Pili Jiaowa", the elegant and cold killer in "Kill Bill", or the female version of "Watson" in "Holmes: Basic Deduction", or In the exaggerated socialite of the woman, Liu Yuling is always climbing over various invisible glass ceilings, transcending the gulf of identity, gender, and age, and challenging seemingly impossible roles.

To this day, Liu Yuling still devotes herself to life and work with the courage and simplicity of her debut. For her, every day is a new beginning, and it is worth investing all your energy in learning, reading, and experience. Create new selves in the process of meeting different people.

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According to current buzzwords, Liu Yuling is an out-of-the-box slash youth, acting, hosting, director, producer, game dubbing, artistic creation, United Nations Children's Fund ambassador, she is fully committed to every job. At the age of forty-six, she made the bravest decision in her life and helped her become a self-selected single mother through third-party transplantation for in vitro fertilization. For Liu Yuling, there is no difference in work. As long as you start, you must take it seriously.

The itinerary of the day of shooting was dense from morning to night. At eight in the morning, she personally sent her four-year-old son to school, and then rushed to the shooting scene in Brooklyn. The filming continued from 9:30 a.m. to the evening. Seven sets of looks were made, and the staff took turns to change the work. And Liu Yuling maintains a high degree of concentration throughout the process, injecting soul into each character, sometimes it is David Bowie, who is male and female, sometimes sexy Madonna, sometimes a neutral and feminine George boy, sometimes an eclectic security. Di Warhol.

Instead of playing them, she gave them part of herself. She used her body and soul to travel through time and space and talk to them. In the end, she returned to herself. She didn't want to conceal the wrinkles in the corner of her eyes, all the wind and frost was smoothed by the eyes of understanding the world.

At 11.40 in the evening, half of the staff had already left the field, and Liu Yuling was finally able to change into her original clothes and sit at the dressing table to remove makeup. Suddenly remembered something, she turned back and said aloud to the rest of the staff: "Thank you."

There were many people at the beginning, and she always stayed to the last.

She has been an actor since she was nineteen years old, and still loves acting, and her role has become increasingly full. In the long course of her life, she kept adding new roles for herself.

She appeared in the "Kung Fu Panda" series as a beautiful woman snake, and then accepted a series of game voice acting work, including "High Speed Skiing", "Thunderbolt: Thrilling Game" and "Rogue Blood". Liu Yuling said that in real life, she doesn't play games often, but she also devotes herself when playing. She is always trying new things, and sound performances allow her to delve into different ways of acting. She is also passionate about the director. In 2010, she started crying and started shooting a short film "Mena" in Mumbai, based on the Indian girl Mena who was trafficked as a sex slave at the age of eleven, and then directed the sixth season of "Holmes: Basic Deduction", and The eighth episode of Deadly Woman.

In the play, she likes the replacement of different identities. The same is true in real life. As an actor, she is located at one end of the lens to pass the role to the world. The director's work allowed her to stand on the other side of the camera, and through communication and collaboration, the entire team understood the picture she wanted to convey and made it a reality.

She said: "If I don’t have enthusiasm, I won't do it. And if I love it, I will go all out every day with my eyes open. My personality is so strong that I can't spend my life in peace, Everything is necessary to go all out, whether it is to be a chef, an actor, or even in a garment factory, I must inject all the energy and do my best. "She did the work of the garment factory. Yuling Liu, who grew up in Queens, New York, is a second-generation immigrant. Originally a senior intellectual's parents immigrated to the United States in the 1960s and found it difficult to enter the mainstream American society. In order to subsidize households, she was doing two jobs at the same time: serving plates and working in a garment factory. Since then, she has been working in the performing arts circle to support the actor's dream.

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Liu Yuling grew up in a harsh family with almost militarized management. Parents are struggling for a living, and they don't have much time for spiritual communication except eating and sleeping. It wasn't until her father had cancer that she had the opportunity to talk to him more about how Chinese culture and immigration experience shaped him and connected his family. Now, she takes the sick mother back to live with her and her son, and examines everything that went through her childhood, as if she knew each other again.

Son Rockwell grew up in New York and has lived in the spotlight since he was a child. However, Liu Yuling still hoped that he would grow up in a low-key environment and teach him the meaning of work and his mission as a person: "I want him to realize that material is not the most important thing. I grew up in a material-deficient environment. I don’t think life is lacking. Understanding the value of hard work, being a humble person, and loving what you do is an unparalleled gift. I think the most exciting thing is to do what you do with love. He may want to be a doctor, an artist, it doesn't matter what he wants to do. I just hope that he can pursue his dreams bravely and fearlessly. "

As the second generation of immigrants, Liu Yuling felt the empathy of the late actress Huang Liushuang in the difficult immigration life and the pressure of ethnic minorities. On February 8, 1960, the name of Huang Liushuang, (Anna May Wong) who had died, appeared on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, becoming the first Chinese-American actress to stay here. Sixty years later, Liu Yuling left the second star next to her name, becoming the second Chinese actress to leave her name here.

At the beginning of the 20th century, Huang Liushuang was born in Chinatown, Los Angeles, and his father made a living from the laundry. With a Chinese face, she was racially discriminated from an early age.After entering Hollywood, she could only play the Asians under the stereotype-prostitutes, Mongolian slaves, often dying by death, gorgeous but weak, usually attached to high-ranking White male. In the end of his life, Huang Liushuang couldn't get rid of the Chinese face of Hollywood, nor could he get the approval of the Chinese. The number of films gradually decreased, and eventually he died of heart disease due to excessive drinking.

During the star awarding ceremony, Liu Yuling said: "How lucky I am to have seniors like Huang Liushuang and Bruce Lee to lay the ground for Chinese actors. If my life's work can bridge the gap, the role of stereotypes played in Huang Liushuang is now mainstream in Asian I will be very happy to build a bridge in the role of the movie industry. I am also part of this change. "

Speaking of Huang Liushuang, Liu Yuling was quite moved: "Huang Liushuang has never realized the dream of a real actor. I think she died because of a broken heart. She has enthusiasm but cannot share. She plays various stereotyped roles, but cannot find To the true self. That must be very unbearable. "

Where is her true self? Liu Yuling recalled her childhood. The family did not bring her nourishment of art and culture. The Chinese family struggling with the food and clothing line did not have time to take the children to appreciate and feel the beauty. And she was looking for beauty on the cement street, between the dirt. In the cracks in the street, there are ants, and under the soil, there are snail shells. There is not much space in reinforced concrete New York, but she will spend hours squatting on the ground, staring at the cracks in the ground, trying to find the mysteries of the universe from them.

The mystery of the universe was opened to her further after she transferred from New York University to Michigan.

At the University of Michigan, Liu Yuling chose to major in Asian language and culture. She hopes to leave New York and study her subjects in a quieter city and learn about her native culture: "I want to go deeper into Chinese and study Asian philosophy, which will help me better understand myself and my parents At that time, I just connected the dots, stepped back, and saw the complete picture for the first time in my life.

I feel like I've been holding my breath for a long time, and finally I can breathe out. And when you exhale, you finally see your place in the world, their place in the world, and the relationship between the world and you. It's as if the lens is zoomed out and you start to see everything as it was. With this perspective, you can finally accept yourself and others emotionally, really enjoy getting along with others, and know what you really want. "

Participating in the summer project of Beijing Normal University gave her the opportunity to come to China for the first time. Liu Yuling recalled that it was an incredible journey of self-exploration: "For the first time in my life, I looked at the people around me, all of whom had the same skin color and the same eyes. I finally knew where I came from. Mountains and rivers I feel like part of them. I finally found a sense of cultural belonging. Everything has a new meaning. "

If the streets and lanes brought Liu Yuling's first contact with contemporary China, then the trip to the Temple of Heaven made it possible for her to visually connect with this ancient civilization. Numbers, colors, shapes, and every detail are closely linked to the cosmic view of heaven and man.

The prayer hall has four large columns, which symbolize the four seasons of the year; the twelve gold pillars in the middle layer, which symbolize the twelve months of the year; the twelve pillars in the outer layer, which means twelve hours a day; Implied twenty-four solar terms. Long history contains wisdom connected with nature. Liu Yuling closed her eyes and clearly described what she saw and said at the time: "We cannot change the flow of the four seasons, the ebb and flow. We are part of nature and the universe. All the content learned in these books is presented in front of me in an intuitive image. It's like reading a classic for the first time, and you can't believe that you met it for the first time in your life. And for centuries, it has been waiting for you in this world. "

Rumi's poems give her the same feeling: "They are so simple, yet so timeless. About friendship, about love, about death. People have not yet invented language, but only communicated through stones and symbols. When you were young, you thought that the world started with you and finally you, and gradually grew, and you realized that you are only a small component. The more you see, the more you can break through your small cage and become Humility and harmony. "

"At this moment, I was tied to the cane of love; at this moment, I gave up thinking about the consequences ... I destroyed my thoughts and eliminated my anxiety. What else do I need? Blood flows in my veins. I am life itself. "— Rumi

"I didn't start to be a mother at that time. I would work all night in the studio. Art immerses me and forgets the passage of time. I thought it was only an hour, but it was dawn. I remember I had a chocolate Colored Labrador, it will sit in the studio with me, and then go back to sleep in the bedroom. Sometimes it will come back, sigh in front of me, and then get down. Then I will You know, I've forgotten time again. It's as if the whole night suddenly disappeared. "

She closed her eyes and seemed to catch the most accurate sentence from the air: "Time is condensed."

Liu Yuling's career as an artist began almost simultaneously with her career as an actor. Since 1993, she has begun her creative work. She has been involved in various art media, photography, abstract expression style oil painting, ink painting, sketching, screen printing, and collages and installations.

Her love for art made her choose Andy Warhol as one of the tribute idols for this shoot. Liu Yuling appreciates Andy's talent in bringing commercial art to the extreme, and also appreciates his solitary appreciation. She also likes Willem de Kooning, Georgia O 'Keeffe, whose influence can be seen in her Chunga oil painting series. The images of these works are from the Spring Palace in the Ukiyo-e paintings of the 17th century. They use bold and vivid colors to show the wanton display of love.

Liu Yuling's Totem series explores the human spine, and she embroiders human bones with threads on bare linen. Liu Yuling said that if she returns to college, she may choose to continue to explore medicine, understand the structure of the body and organs, and how they operate precisely. For her, the spine represents the basic characteristics of human nature, and the different textures in each work symbolize the deep interpretation of different emotions. The spine is also like a node in life. In the perception of pain, emotions are always closely connected with the body.

In 2019, he presented the double exhibition "Unhomed Belonging" with artist Rao Shubi at the National Gallery of Singapore, covering works from various media. The highlight of this artist's career made her realize the inherent connection in her creative medium. As early as 2008, she has started using ready-made objects for her creations, and the newly presented Lost and Found series further extends the method of misappropriating ready-made objects. Liu Yuling collected overprinted and discarded book covers at a printing factory in Italy, rebind them into books, cut the inside pages, and embedded them in everyday life, such as shells, rocks, and soft drinks Tins, paper coffee cups, metal accessories.

Liu Yuling said: "These lost things once belonged to them and were abandoned after they were used. In these pages, they found a new home." The 195 bound books presented at the exhibition contain the items The stories of different places, different cities, and different people, and at this time they are converged by the cause of fate, Liu Yuling found a new home for some of them. At the time of sale, ten books will be recommended to the collector as a whole group. Liu Yuling will choose the content of the book based on the people in the collection, so the final "library" will have an internal connection with the new home.

If different works reflect different aspects of Liu Yuling's character, then the identity of the artist and the actor are also her different aspects. She cannot make a choice: "I am an actor and an artist." The two often meet, but they have some differences. Different: "Creation requires privacy and absolute focus, while actors need to work with the lens and collaboration."

What is the purpose of this kind of identity? Liu Yuling explores exactly on each road. Over the age of fifty, Liu Yuling has gone through a lot of life and death. The Seventy Two series is inspired by the Hebrew alphabetic sequence of 72 God's names. The Velocity series focuses on individual choices in collective events. After the 9/11 terrorist attack, she took a picture of the New York City skyline at Battery Park, the site of the attack, and became the background for this group of works. "People who jump off the ninety-ninth floor know that they are not alive. But they still hold their hands and jump out of the window. Maybe they believe that as long as they hold their hands firmly, they can find another one after death. road."

On top of the collage photos are found items found on the ruins, as well as poems she wrote: "I will search all corners, as if rain covered every street in the world. I will find you."

At twelve in the evening, Liu Yuling finally stepped out of the shooting scene. There is no rain tonight in New York, but there is a salty tide brought by the East River. In endless time, among countless stars, what is she looking for? Thought that what is lost will always find belonging at the other end.

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sepdet · 5 years

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I've been trying to figure out why I'm actually so darn relieved at the idea of staying home and nesting with the cat, besides the fact that I'm an introvert.

Child brain: SNOW DAY! BLIZZARD OF '78 HERE WE COME!

We were snowed in for almost 2 weeks out in the country, and we were prepared for these kind of things because we live so far out in the country. We had a root cellar, a fireplace, Coleman stove in the garage. It was pre-Internet, pre-VCRs, so we just cocooned in our comforter snuggies before snuggies were snuggies, played boggle and cards and read by candles & oil lamp, and I went out and played in the snow every day and came back in and had hot chocolate. I had no idea that there were urban dwellers facing significant hardships all along the East Coast, because in farm country, we weren't dependent on public infrastructure.

Also? As I discovered yesterday when #GenX started trending on Twitter, my generation of latchkey kids were used to coming home (or exploring the woods and fields) taking care of ourselves, because having both parents in the workplace was widespread for the first time. Again, no Internet. We had to feed and entertain ourselves and do our homework without supervision. Especially during the summer, when we might have all day to ourselves until our parents came home. I remember dreading the sound of the garage door, meaning my freedom for the day was at an end.

Obviously having no social life has probably screwed us up in some ways, but for a significant number of us born in the 70s, staying at home alone and working on projects without supervision or interference or interruptions is The Good Life.

Essentially, during times of uncertainty and fear, my instinct is the same as a cat's: go to one's own space and nest until normality resumes. It's soothing. So I'm just relieved that now we have official sanction to do it without being made to feel ashamed or embarrassed.

But I perfectly understand that this is a weird way of growing up, and that other generations will find it less comforting during challenging times. At least now we have the Internet to keep in touch with one another! (Although most kids my age were always on the phone; I was especially hermit-like.)

Hang in there. Things are going to be crazy for a while, and aren't going to be back to normal for a year or two. (Or ever, quite). But that was true after 9/11, true during the Cuban Missile Crisis, true during the World Wars, far worse than now. At least this time it is not a human created disaster; and it's not humans trying to kill each other on purpose. In fact, it's interrupting some of the squabbling and polarization we've had for the last decade or so, as people are slowly waking up to the fact that we have to work together as a society to get through this.

Interesting times.

For most of human history, and in too many parts of the world today, people have had to deal with greater uncertainty and existential threats on a daily basis than many of us can imagine. Yet that was just life, so they got on with living. People still told stories and joked and made love and played and worked, even during bad centuries. Not that present circumstances are anywhere near as dire as what many of our ancestors lived through. They could handle it. So can we.

I'm hoping that this temporary shutdown of everyday society will make it easier for us to reboot and upgrade the status quo once we've made it past the crisis. Let's do what we can to hold politicians' feet to the fire and insist that the goal is not simply to return to business as usual, but to tackle climate change with the same community spirit that we're applying to coronavirus.

#coronavirus #genx

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scarletwelly-boots · 5 years

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Books Read 2019

It’s time again for my annual books read post (a little earlier than usual, but I couldn’t wait). I read 24 books in 2019, 4 books more than last year, though two are in progress and I expect to finish them by the new year.

It is year four of the reading challenge from Popsugar. There were 48 categories this year, so I got 50% again. Unlike last year, I did not change any categories, but I may have taken liberties with some again, we’ll see. So, without further ado, let’s begin the list. [Under the cut]

1. How to Train Your Dragon, by Cressida Cowell (A book becoming a movie in 2019). Okay, so there have already been two movies in this series, but the last one (*sob*) came out this year, so it counts. I read this book and a few of the others in the series a few years ago, but revisited the first one this year. It’s really good, but don’t go into it expecting it to be like the movies. The character names are the same, but that’s about it. If you can get your hands on the audiobook version, it’s read by David Tennant, which is excellent. Definitely recommend; it’s just as good as the movies.

2. Little House in the Big Woods, by Laura Ingalls Wilder (A book that makes you nostalgic). This is another reread. My dad read the whole series aloud to my sister and I when we were barely older than Laura is in the first book. It was the series he read before the Harry Potter books came out, and we both got sucked into that series. So yeah, very nostalgic. This is a series of semi-autobiographical stories chronicling Wilder’s pioneer childhood, and this is the first in the series. Some of the language doesn’t really age well, but for the most part it’s a delightful book.

3. An Absolutely Remarkable Thing, by Hank Green (a book you think should be turned into a movie). Holy. Shit. I was very, very pleasantly surprised by Hank Green’s debut novel (and yes, John Green is his brother). This is a mysterious book about first encounters and internet fame, with a queer young adult (like, really YA, as in post-college) protagonist. She’s kind of shitty sometimes, but I would argue all twenty-somethings are shitty sometimes (I mean, I literally typed “*sob*” two entries up, like I’m channeling my 2009 self, and I didn’t delete it.). I would highly, highly recommend. And apparently, SOMEDAY, there’s supposed to be a sequel, thank GOD.

4. Loki: Agent of Asgard, by Jason Ewing (a reread of a favorite book). I could actually get away with a reread for this one! I love this graphic novel series. I love how they depict Loki, how he finally gets a goddamn redemption arc. It’s a really fun read. Check it out.

5. The Beast Within, by Serena Valentino (a book inspired by mythology, legend, or folklore). A companion novel to Disney’s Beauty and the Beast. I don’t really remember much about this book. It was weird. But like, it plays with the timeline and the curse a little bit, where the beast gets cursed but doesn’t become a beast immediately. He slowly transforms as his behavior gets worse and more cruel. Apparently he used to be friends with Gaston, but Gaston forgot about him once he finally transformed. Really weird. If you’re obsessed with this fairytale like I am, give it a shot. If not, it probably won’t be that interesting.

6. Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen (a book you see someone reading on TV or in a movie). Another reread. I know it’s a classic, but I seriously just love this book.

7. Howl’s Moving Castle, by Diane Wynne Jones (a book about someone with a superpower). Another reread of a favorite book, what can I say. The movie is my favorite movie, but the book is better.

8. Carry On, by Rainbow Rowell (a book told from multiple character POV’s). Okay, listen. I had to reread this book, because it had been a few years and the sequel came out this year. Think of this as generic brand Harry Potter if Draco was a vampire, was Harry’s roommate, and helplessly in love with Harry. I’m serious, it’s generic brand. But damn if I don’t love it. @JKR, this could be us but Harry had to be the jock that married his high school sweetheart and grew up to be a cop. Definitely read.

9. Franny and Zooey, by JD Salinger (a book with no chapters/unusual chapter headings/unconventionally numbered chapters). My brother got me this book for my birthday. Before this I had only read Catcher in the Rye, which I started out hating when I was fourteen but turned into loving when I was nineteen. Honestly I think this novel is better than that one. I really loved it. Highly recommend. What’s it about? Who the fuck knows? But to quote my brother: “At its core, I think this book is about a smart brother and a smart sister. I think we can relate.” So read it and buy it for the smart brother or sister or sibling in your life.

10. 1916, by Tim Pat Coogan (read a book during the season it is set in). This is an Irish history book about the Easter Rising of 1916 and (what I didn’t know when I started reading it in April) everything that came after that can trace its cause back to the rebellion, all the way to the centennial of the Rising. The Easter Rising was the catalyst of Irish freedom. It was like the Boston Tea Party of Ireland, rather than the Battle of Yorktown (as in it kickstarted the War for Independence but didn’t immediately result in freedom), that is, if the instigators of the Boston Tea Party were rounded up, imprisoned in Kilmainham Gaol, and a week later almost all executed by firing squad. It’s a tedious read if you’re not into Irish history or history in general, but I enjoyed it.

11. Loki: Where Mischief Lies, by Mackenzi Lee (a book set in space). Okay, technically it takes place on Asgard and Earth, but those are planets, and planets are in space, so it counts! I’m still reading it, but I really like it so far. (Honestly I maybe just like the idea of Loki in knee high black boots marketed towards women and black nails. I never promised not to be gay.)

12. Norse Mythology, by Neil Gaiman (a book set in Scandinavia). I’m sorry! I read this book every year. Neil Gaiman is an amazing writer, and we all know I’m gay as shit for some good Loki tales.

13. Artemis Fowl, by Eoin Colfer (a book that takes place in a single day). Okay, I know people love this fantasy series, and since it’s Irish I fully expected to, too. But I didn’t like any of the characters enough to read the rest of the series, least of all Artemis himself. I struggle to enjoy stories if I don’t like the main character, and Artemis was kind of a shit. Sorry, I did not like this one.

14. Skulduggery Pleasant, by Derek Landy (a debut novel). I just started this one, too, but I really like it already. I think the audiobook is read by the same guy that read Artemis Fowl, but already this is way better than that one. The characters are likable, for one (god, the bar is so low for fantasy books for me right now). It’s a mystery and a fantasy, and the main-ish character is literally an anthropomorphic skeleton detective. It’s excellent. I’m going to read the whole series. (I have to; my mom accidentally got me the 12th installment for my birthday.)

15. Red, White, and Royal Blue, by Casey McQuiston (a book that’s published in 2019). I read this twice. It’s so beautiful. I really expected it to be a shitty YA novel, but it wasn’t! It was very romantic (once they stopped “hating” each other), and gay. The premise sounds far-fetched: First Son of the United States falls for the Crown Prince of England. But, guys, it’s soooo gooooood. Highly, highly, highly recommend.

16. The Wisconsin Road Guide to Mysterious Creatures, by Chad Lewis (a book featuring an extinct or imaginary creature). I mean, you can make your own decision whether these cryptids are real or imaginary. This is a travel guide to cryptids in Wisconsin, which I got on vacation earlier this year. I liked it, but reading a road guide for pleasure is admittedly kind of weird. Recommend if you’re planning a road trip through Wisconsin and want to stop at some cryptid, ghostly, or Nessie-like hotspots. Or if you just want to fuck Mothman, like me. (Dustybae’s not in this particular travel book though.)

17. Take Me With You, by Andrea Gibson (a book recommended by a celebrity you admire). Okay, so it was by a celeb I admire, not recommended by. This is a very quick read, of quotes from Gibson’s poetry. They are a queer spoken word poet with some really good pieces. They’re on spotify and apple music, probably among other sources. Recommend their work, but the book is very short, so maybe only purchase if you enjoy their work.

18. This is How it Always Is, by Laurie Frankel (a book about a family). This book was really, really good. It was passed around the aunts in my family until it got to my mom and I, which was really kind of a magical thing. It’s about a family navigating the challenges and gifts of raising a trans child. I cried a couple times, and it was so good. It’s written by a parent of a trans child, so it came from a place of understanding, and it was interesting to read this type of narrative from a parent’s perspective, when usually being genderfluid myself, I tend to consume media that is from the perspective of trans characters themselves. I had some very interesting conversations with my aunts and mom about it, and I really think this book changed my family a little bit, and I didn’t expect it to change me, too. Highly recommend.

19. Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell, by Suzanne Clark (a book that includes a wedding). So the wedding is at the very beginning, and sadly not between Strange and Norrell. But it’s really good. Lots of magic, lots of regency-era Britishness. The book is huge, but there is a miniseries on Netflix based on the novel and that’s really good too. Highly recommend, and still in love with my man John Childermass. Hnng.

20. Wayward Son, by Rainbow Rowell (a book by an author whose first and last names start with the same letter). Sequel to Carry On. Sheer madness. I loved it. Think of it as generic brand Harry Potter post-DH, if Harry sprouted dragon wings during the final battle, is gay as shit for Draco, and a year later Harry, Draco, and Hermione are set loose on America with .5 seconds of research, severe culture shock, one cell phone between them, and a half-assed plan to rescue Ginny who may or may not want to be rescued. Shit show, but well done and I’m fully invested and ready for the third installment.

21. Good Omens, by Neil Gaiman (a book with a two-word title). I’m sorry, I need to shift to caps for this. GUYS I FUCKING LOVE THIS STORY YOU HAVE NO IDEA IT IS THE GREATEST THING THAT HAS EVER COME INTO MY WORLD! I MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE WATCHED THE AMAZON SERIES THIRTEEN TIMES TO DATE AND IMMEDIATELY DEVOURED THE BOOK IN THREE DAYS. You don’t know what it’s about? Where have you BEEN?! An angel and a demon who are gay as shit for each other and love humanity way more than either of their respective sides. One downside is that as the miniseries came out like twenty years after the novel, my two favorite parts were only written for the series, and are not in the novel. But the book is still very, very good. 15/10.

22. Dumplin’, by Julie Murphy (a book revolving around a puzzle or game). I took game to mean competition, so this is about a beauty competition. I watched the Netflix movie first. I honesty thought I was not gonna like it, but holy shit it was amazing. Admittedly I think the movie was better (despite having Jennifer Aniston in it), but the book was really good, too. Recommend.

23. The Picture of Dorian Gray, by Oscar Wilde (your favorite prompt from a past Popsugar reading challenge; a book with a queer protagonist). God, please read this book. This has been up there in my list of favorite books since I was fourteen. Oscar Wilde is a master storyteller, and Dorian Gray is intriguing and despicable and beautiful. I’ve already read this, but I love it too much not to.

24. Terrible Queer Creatures, by Brian Lacey (a book set in an abbey, cloister, monastery, vicarage, or convent). Okay, so it’s not set there for the whole book, but gay monks and nuns are things. This was another birthday present, and an absolute hit. Combining two of my favorite things: Irish history and queer history. I had no idea a book like this existed. I’m still really excited about it. The only issue I have is that most of the one chapter dedicated to gay women involve biographies of people that were actually probably trans men, like Dr. Barry. They could have probably had a separate chapter and then a chapter of the clear lesbians and bisexual women (including trans women, of course). Lumping them in with the women in a chapter specifically dedicated to queer women did not seem particularly inclusive. But overall I really enjoyed the book.

Top Ten Books of 2019 post will be forthcoming.

#books #Book Recommendations #book recs

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sicksweetcreamy · 5 years

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OC-TOBER

i did a inktober challenge for my OC uwow more under the cut

Day 1: intro

meet Maro Moon; theres the reality version (Mareal/MRL) and the dreaming version, (Maream/MRM). Both are the same person, MRL is just the outer shell and MRM is the inside of the shell

Day 2+5: family+younger verison

MRL: I have a dad and a mom and a bunch of cousins and aunts and uncles that I don’t really know. This is the only picture I have of myself as a kid, because I didn’t really like photos. Mom and Dad died a year ago, but just from old age, I guess.

Day 3: friends

MRL: I lost contact with all of my school friends. My coworkers aren’t exactly friends, but they’re the closest thing to it. There’s Neil, Rebecca, Sammy, and Brandon. I don’t know very much about them, except that Neil smokes weed and that Rebecca’s hella rich but her parents made her find a job and that Sammy and Brandon are dating, but that’s about it. We work at a movie theater and it’s a pretty okay job.

Day 4: youngest memory

MRL: My memory’s pretty bad, but I think that when I was about 4, we went to the beach and I got salt water in my eyes and I cried, but it was a fun trip, even if that’s the only part I remember. In fact, I think that the photo I showed you is from that time.

Day 6: dreams and ambitions

MRL: I don’t really have any big goals as of now. My job’s okay and my apartment’s nice, so I can’t really ask for much. I guess a boyfriend would be nice and we could go on dates and kiss and hold hands and do boyfriend stuff together, you know?

Day 7: worst memory

MRL: Oh man, there are a lot. I'm really bad at choosing the-best-of-the best or the-worst-of-the-worst, but I guess there was this one time when I cried in the school bathroom and someone asked to use the stall I was in because the other ones were full, so I had to go and find somewhere else to cry in secrecy. But there was also the time where I cried because I didn’t get enough Christmas presents. Or when I killed my super most favorite and rare and expensive houseplant. Or when i accidentally broke someone’s ceramics project. Or when I threw a basketball at someone and sprained their finger. Or when...

Day 8: living space

MRL: My apartment's small, but it’s home. My landlord’s good enough, and my neighbors are quiet. It may not be perfect but that’s no reason to just move out. (In Maro’s world, you can afford a single person apartment with a slightly-above-minimum wage job)

Day 9: important object

MRL: Like I’ve said, I’m bad at choosing a number one object so I’ll just list a bunch of stuff. My phone’s important, and my laptop, my Starlite Spark “Shine Brite” Album CD that’s actually autographed by the band, my Allison Sunderland figurine key chain (the only anime merch I will ever allow myself to have), aaaaaanndddd my apartment, I guess. And living essentials. I also guess.

Day 10: unusual outfit

MRL: High fashion is kind of weird. I get that it’s just a show to demonstrate your technical ability and skill or whatever, but it feels like a waste of space sometimes. How did I even get into this outfit anyways?

Day 11+26: time period+royal/poor AU

I guess it would play out like Cinderella, where Maro’s, like, a servant or something, but transforms into a prince in his dream world. His dream world would be a lot more fantasy like, or whatever time period Cinderella takes place in.

Day 12: fighting style

MRL can’t fight in real life, because then he’d get fired and arrested for beating the crap out of some customer, but MRM is free to do whatever he wants, which includes going absolutely ham on various dream NPCs with various methods and tools. He floats around really elegantly, but his attacks are really devastating. If he was in a fighting game, he’d be a slow heavy hitter, even if he looks far from the type.

Day 13: love life

MRL: It’s about what you’d expect from someone with no friends. Non. Ex. Istant. It’s really pathetic, don’t you think...?

Day 14: seduction

MRL: *likes your post* *likes your selfie* *never interacts with you in a meaningful manner* As you can see, Maro’s very shy. Too shy, in fact, to even approach someone in real life. It’s hard to seduce someone if you can’t even interact with them physically.

Day 15+19: color palette+reversed personality

If they reversed personalities, I guess that MRL would have a bold and inconsiderate front, while being more reserved deep down. It would be a pretty interesting AU, and the colors look good, too.

Day 16: doing what they do best

Sleeping! Sleeping, sleeping, sleeping. Maro’s special ability is to fall asleep whenever and wherever he wants. He can also wake up when he’s tired of dreaming, but time passes differently in the dream world, so either no time or a lot of time passes by when he wakes up.

Day 17; conflict

MRL meets a lot of unsatisfied customers at work, but the only thing to do is to quell the storm and to go along with whatever they wish. He’s not an entire pushover, but he’s not going to talk back either. MRM, however, is free of consequence to do whatever he wishes in the Dream world so he’s the type to create conflict or to react with more violence.

Day 18: alt. hairstyles

A ponytail makes MRM look very cheerleader-y doesn’t it? MRL doesn’t have enough hair to make a ponytail effective or nice looking, but he can still make one, even if he never does in the first place.

Day 19: mentor(s)

MRL: Mentors? Do teachers count? Even if I didn’t learn anything in school? I guess my parents were mentors too, but that’s just a given. There’s the guy who trained me for my job, but I haven’t seen him ever since.

Day 21: hobbies

MRL: I guess blogging is kind of my hobby. Even though I’m just talking into the void, it’s kind of comforting to imagine somebody relating with my posts. I used to like plants, but I gave up after I killed my most favorite one. Now I just... go on the internet and occasionally post things onto my blog.

Day 22: injured

It’s all in his dreams, so it’s okay if MRM dies or gets hurts.

Day 23: major flaw

Maro’s apathy to the world around him would probably be his biggest flaws. His general “who-cares” attitude makes him rather self centered. It’s hard for him to find use in living to the fullest, or self care, or caring for others, which is why he’s so mediocre.

Day 24: alt. outfits

Work uniform (Polo shirt, nametag, hard pants, shoes) Shopping (Hoodie, t-shirt, sweatpants, shoes) At Home (Blanket, t-shirt, underwear)

Day 25: drunk

Maro rarely gets wasted, because it’s kind of hard to get back home when you have nobody to call, but when he gets drunk he can’t dream properly so MRL gets all fuzzy and weird.

Day 27: bath

Maro takes showers most of the time, but on occassion, takes a nice bubbly bath if he feels like it.

Day 28: losing something loved

I nearly lost a key chain because the ball chain unclasped, but I found it right away. But if Maro lost his Allison Sunderland keychain forever, he’d probably cry and then accept it with apathetic resignation.

Day 29: 10 years later

Day 30: alt. future

Maro is actually a redesign of a previous redesign of previous redesign disguised as a separate OC with another redesign of an OC i made when I was like 12. Complicated, right? The Original design has been lost to time, but I drew some of the other people Maro used to be.

Day 31: life changing moment

Maybe one day, I’ll finish Maro’s story and you guys will be able to see for yourselves :)

until then....

#OC #inktober #oc-tober #maro moon #my art

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friendliest-place-on-earth · 6 years

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(prompt list #3) #9 for javid? preferably with davey getting very flustered, thank you!!

Okay I know I’m super super behind on this but it’s summer break now and maybe I’ll get to more of these prompts from ages ago? Let’s see. This has been sitting in my google drive for a while now because I didn’t know how to end it and I finally came up with one that’s good enough. It’s a little cheesy but it’s nice to have something good and positive. I also don’t usually do prompts like this one so I toned it down to make it something I was comfortable with. Anyways, enjoy! - Mod Ind

“I’m not gonna lie, I’m really turned on by that.”

Davey had this habit, something he himself hardly acknowledged but Jack couldn’t stop thinking about it. You see, just about anyone and everyone who knew Davey knew he had a tendency to stress and freak himself out. This tended to happen during homework if there was too much or there was a project he had to work on. The stress wasn’t his aforementioned habit, but there was a way he coped with it. Every time Davey’s mind started to get too busy, he would unconsciously run his hand through his hair. This usually wasn’t an issue, since he usually did his homework by himself but then he was assigned to do a stupid project with Jack Kelly. They’d been best friends for quite some time so they were both pretty excited to get another excuse to hang out. That is, until Jack discovered his friend’s habit and it drove him absolutely crazy.

Now, let’s backtrack for a second.

What Jack should have done is told Crutchie, Specs, Romeo, maybe even Race no not Race, not again, about his “little” crush. Instead, because Spot was there and Jack is weak, that’s who he decided to tell- who turned right around and told Katherine about the whole thing. So now, two of the worst people to keep a secret knew Jack’s.

“Alright Kelly, Katherine should be here in about five minutes. You can keep everything in until then.” Spot crossed his arms and sat down on the couch. He forcefully patted on the space next to him, and Jack sat down with a heavy sigh.

“I am such an idiot.” Jack put his face in his hands.

“Yes you are, but you’re in love. Everyone in love is an idiot, trust me.” Spot smiled, obviously thinking about Race.

“I’m not ‘in love’ I just, like him a whole lot,” Jack mumbled.

“Sure kid, whatever you have to tell yourself.” the doorbell rang and Spot went to answer it, and quickly returned with Katherine in tow.

“Someone’s in love,” Katherine sang.

“I am not in love! I only just realized that I like him!” Katherine sat down in the armchair next to the couch and Spot returned to his former seating position.

“Oh whatever Mr. Romance. Tell us about it!” Jack crossed his arms defensively.

“Look, we already know that you’re in love with Davey, what else do you have to hide?” Spot asked.

“Nothing, I just don’t need to give you guys any more ammo to use against me.” Jack tossed hard looks at both of them.

“If we promise that whatever is said here, stays here, will you tell us all the juicy details?” Katherine asked, leaning forward with her elbows on her knees. Spot gave a single nod of agreement.

“Fine, fine. I guess… whenever I see him, my stomach gets all fluttery and my heart feels like it’s going to burst out of my chest.” Jack admitted quickly, so all the words were kind of smushed together. He took a deep breath, and it was like the floodgates had been opened.

“Oh, and he does this thing with his hair, oh my god-”

“Wait wait wait, does he brush his hands through it, sometimes tossing it to the side?” Katherine did the motion with her own hair.

“Yeah…”

“Sarah does the same thing! God I love it when she does that.” Katherine just loved talking about her girlfriend.

“Isn’t it the greatest? Sometimes whenever he does that sometimes I just wanna- put his face on my face.”

“Let’s hope I never have to see that…” Spot said quietly.

“Oh like you’re any better!” Jack scoffed.

“Sometimes I just want to look into his eyes all the time, have you guys seen how pretty they are?” Jack practically swooned on the spot.

“Okay, that’s enough for me.” Spot got up and hurried to his room, looking a little bit sick. Jack and Katherine laughed and continued to talk about Davey (and occasionally Sarah) until late into the night.

“I’ve got to go, Jack,” Katherine yawned, it was only 11:30 but when you’ve got to wake up a 5:30, you learn to get to bed earlier.

“Yeah, get out a’ here you sap.”

“I’m the sap? I distinctly recall you talked about Davey like you were giving a powerpoint presentation on his physical attributes, and then again on his mental attributes!” Katherine laughed.

“But he’s good on the inside and the outside!”

“Yeah whatever, get some rest. We’ve got school tomorrow.” Katherine playfully slugged Jack in the arm and the two of them walked to the door.

“Thanks for making me talk about this,” Jack said quietly.

“Anytime.” Katherine walked out to her car and drove away.

The next day at school, Jack and Davey found out that they were supposed to make a poster about some profession they were assigned to show the class. Everyone was pretty sure the project was just something to fill the time since the school year was almost over and the teacher ran out of material. They were told to research a geologist which both of the boys were absolutely bursting with excitement to learn about.

“My house, around six? We can work on the project and then you can sleep over if you want so we can hang out for the rest of the night.” Davey offered, who no doubt wanted to get the project done as soon as possible.

“Yeah, sounds great, should I bring anything?” he asked.

“If you get the poster board then I’ll take care of everything else,” Davey replied. He opened a document and started researching the geology profession and Jack gathered some cool pictures from the internet. That was about all they did until the bell rang and they parted ways to head to their next classes.

It was around midnight, and they could have finished the project by then if Jack hadn’t been so distracting. It was hardly his fault, since Davey was distracting without meaning to be. You see, Davey would card his fingers through his hair and then Jack would get distracted and forget what it was they were supposed to be during, which in turn caused Davey to mess with his hair even more as time began to run out. What Jack also discovered was that Davey ran his fingers through his hair even more when he got tired. As it was midnight, they were obviously very tired, Jack from having to force himself to pay attention every five minutes and Davey, because he had to keep reminding Jack to pay attention every five minutes.

“Take a break?” Davey sighed, sitting back on his legs.

“Take a break.” Jack fell backwards dramatically and sprawled himself out on the ground. The two of them went over to the couches a few feet and turned on the tv, playing some random show on Netflix. Davey finally relaxed into the cushions, combing his fingers through his hair once more.

“I’m not gonna lie, I’m really turned on by that.” Jack immediately clapped his hand over his mouth in shock. Davey’s eyes went wide and he choked on his own spit. In the silence that followed, Jack had to think back and ask himself if he had had any alcohol that night. He hadn’t.

“I-I, uh… thanks?” his face grew to a deep red.

“Sorry that was weird.” Jack knew his face must be quite red as well. Davey looked around the room and put his hand up to his head, stopping short when his fingers made contact. He looked at Jack sheepishly and put his hand down.

“You don’t have to…” Davey seemed to have pulled himself together and in a moment of clarity, realized what Jack had said, and realized what Jack meant by what he said.

“Is that what was distracting you for six hours?!” Davey laughed.

“No… we had dinner and I was utterly devoted to that for at least an hour.” Jack replied, still not looking him in the eyes.

“That’s still five hours, Jackie.”

“Whatever it’s your fault anyways!” Jack covered his face with his hands. Davey moved in front of Jack and grabbed his hands.

“Sure, we can say it’s my fault,” Davey said sarcastically. Jack felt like he was melting under his gaze.

“God, I am much too tired to keep this up.” he said hurriedly before leaning forward and pressing a kiss onto Jack’s lips.

“You kiss by the book.”

“Was that Romeo and Juliet? Did you literally just say a line from Romeo and Juliet after we’ve had our first kiss. I swear to god Jackie boy I am this close to-” Jack cut him off by grabbing the front of Davey’s shirt and kissed him again.

“What’re you going to do about it?” Jack smirked and Davey rolled his eyes.

“Not a damn thing,” and so the project was forgotten, and they couldn’t care less.

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Chapter 28: A Day on the Town

In the day or so since the government guys had left, things had settled down into what Dipper supposed would be the new normal, now that Stanley was here. Ford mostly stayed down in the portal lab, only coming up occasionally for food. That had actually become the norm over the past month or so. Stan was just exploring the house, although he seemed antsy. He didn’t seem ready to make himself at home just yet, like he was expecting he’d need to bolt any minute now.

Everyone could sense the tension in the house, even Mabel. Dipper had seen her plotting upstairs, with a flowchart and illustrations and everything. And she called him obsessed with planning; this was going to be even worse than what she’d done with Robbie, he could tell. Unfortunately, the boy thought, this was something not even Mabel could fix.

Speaking of Mabel, she came jumping down the stairs with a smile on her face and a notebook in her hand. On that notebook was a list of tv shows and movies, and at the very top, underlined twice, was Ducktective. She screeched to a halt in front of her brother.

“Hey bro, guess what? I figured out what Grunkle Stan needs!” She handed the notebook to Dipper, “I was just thinking how freaked out I’d be if I came back home after spending 30 years in space or wherever and everything was way different, I wouldn’t be able to concentrate on repairing broken family relationships either! So I asked myself, ‘what’s the best way to teach Stan about how the world has changed?’ And at first I was like, ‘The internet!’ but then I remembered that most old people have a hard time with the internet even if they weren’t gone for 30 years, so then I was like ‘TV!’

“So I made a list of all the TV shows that would teach Stan about the present, and I think Ducktective is the best show for the job. The London setting is old-fashioned enough for him to be comfortable with while still using digital-age language and technology. Also, with the themes of family and friendship that run through the whole show, it might subconsciously persuade Stan to make up with Ford! Also also, the season two finale is tonight and they’re marathoning the whole series today so that’ll make it easy to watch and Grenda’s coming over to watch it with us.”

“Uh… ok.” Dipper said simply as his brain processed the word-dump Mabel had just babbled at him. When he actually thought about it, he realized it was a pretty good idea. Stan obviously didn’t want anything to do with Ford right now, but maybe if they took the old conman’s mind off things for a while his emotions would settle down. And watching a show all about unlikely friendships and family couldn’t hurt. “That’s a pretty good idea. Nice job, Mabel!”

They found Stan rummaging around in the kitchen again, which was no surprise, really. Since he’d arrived, he’d spent about 70% of his time in there. A room full of food seemed to be a bit of a novelty for him.

“Hey kids.” Stan greeted them without even taking his head out of the fridge. “Is this peach soda a new fad, or is it some sorta local thing?”

“You mean Pitt Cola?” Dipper asked. “It’s a local thing.”

“Huh. ‘S good.” He guzzled a can of the stuff. The young twins noticed a small pile of empty and crushed cans next to the garbage. “Any other good local foods I should try?”

“Oooh! We should take you to Greasy’s Diner!” Mabel suggested.

Their discussion was interrupted by the arrival of Ford, which was so surprising that they all actually gasped. It wasn’t meal time; they hadn’t been expecting him to emerge from the lab for another few hours.

“Oh, good, you’re all here.” The old scientist said, a cheerful tone failing to mask his nervous posture, like he was psyching himself up to speak in front of a large crowd.

“Are you having an early lunch?” Dipper asked, confused.

“No, I… I was hoping… I was thinking…” He stammered, “it’s about time we got back to our weekly game of Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons.”

“Does this mean you found a way to keep the rift contained?” Dipper asked hopefully.

Ford flinched. “Well, no, not… not yet. I think I’ve made all the progress I can at the moment though. I… I thought it might be good for me to take a break.”

Mabel gasped again. She’d had to nag her Grunkle about taking a break constantly over the summer, and now he was deciding to take a break on his own!? This made her so happy, she didn’t even care that it got in the way of her earlier plan.

The younger twins seemed ecstatic to hear Ford’s proposal, but Stan still hadn’t pulled his head out of the fridge. He was pretending to ignore his brother, until Ford called on him directly.

“Stan, I… I was hoping we could all play together. You know, as a family.”

Stan was quiet for a long time. For a while it looked like he was going to go right on ignoring Ford, until he finally turned away from the fridge, slowly and deliberately. “You want me to play Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons?”

“Yes.” Ford replied, trying very hard to sound confident.

“That ‘game’ that’s more math and statistics than actual gameplay?” Stan continued dryly.

“Er, yes.” The old scientist confirmed, surprised that Stan knew of it. “Have you played before?” He was pretty sure the game had been invented after Stanley’d left home, and he had a hard time imagining his brother playing it on his own.

“Yeah, I was forced to play by some actual Nerd-Lords in Dimension 26*^.” Stan said bitterly. “And I’d rather eat one of those flap-drassin’ 38-sided dice than play it again.”

“O-oh.” Ford stammered. He was momentarily crestfallen, but pulled himself back together quickly. “Well, we don’t have to play that, I’ve got plenty more games in--”

“Nope.” Stan cut him of.

“Bu-wh… you don’t even know what I was going to suggest!” Ford protested.

“Yeah, but I know I don’t wanna play with you, jitata.” Stan glowered as he stomped out of the room.

Ford glared after his brother for a moment before heaving a frustrated sigh and leaving out the opposite door.

“Dipper, go after him!” Mabel pushed her brother towards the door Ford had left through.

“What?”

“This is the first voluntary break he’s taken in over a month! He needs this!” Mabel pleaded. “You go play DDMD with him or whatever it takes to keep him out of the lab for a while, I’ll take care of Grunkle Stan.”

“Narfin Ford, wantin’ to play his narfin games…” Stan grumbled under his breath. He didn’t want to play with his brother. Nope. Not one bit.

He paced around the living room, trying to think of what he could do to blow off some steam. It was weird. He’d been longing for home all these years, but now that he was here, he didn’t know what to do with himself. He hadn’t stayed in one place for more than a month in well over forty years. Of course, he reminded himself forcefully, he wasn’t planning on staying in Ford’s house for more than a few weeks anyway. But after that… the idea that he wasn’t going to leave this world was almost completely foreign to him now.

He should be learning more about this world, about what had changed, about what hadn’t… but he didn’t really know where to start. That and the fear that he wouldn’t like what he saw kept him from leaving the house and exploring the town. Or really do much of anything other than mope restlessly from room to room.

“Hey Grunkle Stan!” Mabel popped up from behind the couch, startling him out of his funk. He instinctively swung his staff at her. Luckily he realized who it was just in time.

“Yeesh kid, don't sneak up on me like that!” he barked. “That's a good way to get whacked upside the head!”

“It's ok.” She waved it off like a near concussion was nothing. “Hey, do you wanna watch the Ducktective marathon with me?” She didn't wait for an answer and immediately pulled him onto the couch.

“Uh, what?” Stan asked blankly.

“It's my favorite TV show!” She said, as if that explained everything. “I can tell you've been major-leauge stressed since you got here. You should sit down and relax for a while.” She sat down on his lap to close the deal.

“Look, uh, Muriel…”

“It's Mabel.” She corrected him cheerfully.

“Sure. Mabel.” Stan repeated, trying to remember her name for later. “I haven't really felt safe sittin’ down and relaxin’ in a long time.”

“But you are safe now.” Mabel assured him.

Stan chuckled wryly. “Yeah, but try telling my brain that.”

He sat there for a beat, waiting for her to get up and let him go. She just stared back up at him.

“You're not gonna move, are ya?” He groaned.

“Nope!” She grinned back.

Stan knew he could easily just stand up and send the girl toppling to the floor, but there was a glint of determination in her eye that told him it would be better not to try.

“Alright, so what's this 'Ducktrucker’ show about?”

Stan was surprised how quickly he was taken in by a cartoon about a duck that solves mysteries, but really, weirder things had caught his attention before. He felt like he'd just started when the doorbell rang, and Mabel got up to invite her friend Grenda in. The big guy from the other day, Soos, also joined them for the premiere of the season finale.

The incredible thing was that Stan was actually enjoying this! He was actually loosening up and joining the conversation with these kids, talking about theories of what would happen, favorite characters and how they’d developed over the course of the show, and jokes that had made him laugh sincerely for the first time in years. Maybe Mabel had known what she was doing, getting him to sit down and relax for a bit.

The finale itself was pretty fun, but listening to everyone's reactions afterwards was even better.

“He had a twin brother all along? That's the big reveal we've all been waiting for?” Mabel asked incredulously.

“What a rip-off!” Grenda yelled.

“The fandom came up with that theory over a year ago.” Soos said.

“Eh, I dunno if I buy it.” Stan said. “Speaking as an actual evil twin here, I wouldn't shoot my brother, I'd just go around disguised as him and make trouble. Y'know, just to mess with him.”

Mabel scoffed and punched Stan in the shoulder playfully. “Pfft, you're not an evil twin!”

Stan put on his best evil grin. “You sure about that, sweet-heart?” The others all laughed.

“Still, it was nice to watch the finale without any distractions or games or family getting in the way.” Soos said. “Can you imagine if like, some paranormal thingum showed up right before the show started?”

Everyone laughed again, relieved that, for once, it had just been a normal, adventure-free day.

Ford came up from the lab the next morning, not even attempting to stifle an enormous yawn. He was exhausted. After an admittedly much needed break playing DDMD with Dipper yesterday, he'd spent the whole night working. Now at long last, the portal was dismantled. After all these years, he could finally sleep without the dread of knowing that monstrosity of a machine was waiting below to swallow the world whole.

No, now he just had to worry about the rift. Which was really just as bad, if not worse. After all these years of working on it, the portal was a danger that Ford knew well. The rift was something he knew very little about. Could it be contained permanently, or would he constantly be working to keep the rift out of Bill’s clutches for the rest of his life?

Oh well, another morning had come, and the world had yet to end. He'd better grab some breakfast, or Mabel would be on his case. Ford wondered idly who he’d find in the kitchen this morning. Stanley emptying to fridge, giving him a contemptuous glare before ignoring him entirely? The kids, planning some sort of workaholic intervention?

It was Stan, idly sipping a cup of coffee and wearing a painfully bright red and gold Hawaiian shirt.

“Stanley, where did you get that?!” Ford asked. Surely he didn't get such an outfit beyond the portal.

“Found it.” Stan replied coolly.

“Just because you're hanging around the house all day doesn't mean you can dress like a street light.”

“I'm not hanging around the house, I'm going into town with Mabel. Think I'll tell her I found this in your closet, too.”

“You're going out?!”

“Yeah, can't stay cooped up in this shack all the time.”

“O-of course not… I just… got the impression you didn't feel ready for such a big step yet.”

“And what makes you think you're an expert on what I feel suddenly!?” Stan snapped.

Ford recoiled, like his brother’s words had physically stung him. “Sorry. I’m actually happy to hear you’re going to get a bit of fresh air, meet some new people.

“What do you care?” Stan grunted sullenly.

“Why is it so hard for you to believe I actually care about you!?” Ford asked in exasperation.

“Aw, gee, could it be the fact that you left me stranded for thirty krutacking years!?”

“Well, I wouldn’t have exactly been saving you if I brought you home just in time for the end of the world!”

“Or maybe it’s the fact that as soon as I got back you recreated one of the worst days of my life and told me to take the kids and go!”

Stanford felt his temper flare. “I will do whatever it takes to protect this family! That may not always match up with what you want, Stanley! Don’t go guilting me for trying to protect you and the kids!”

Stan didn’t seem to have a retort for that. He just left in a huff. Ford found some grim satisfaction in getting the last word, but it was a very hollow victory. The old researcher spent all day cooped up in his lab, wishing he could talk to his brother, and then the moment Ford actually worked up the courage to talk to Stan, it quickly devolved into a shouting match.

“What is wrong with me?” He sighed forlornly, and smacked his head against the kitchen table.

Stan had wanted to leave rather quickly that morning, but Mabel wasn’t bothered. She liked to get an early start on the day. They began their walk into town talking about Stan’s bold fashion choices. Apparently he’d rummaged through Ford’s old clothes and found the brightest, loudest, most over-the-top apparel he could. Mabel assured her Grunkle that it was very chic and fashion-forward. The conversation drifted to Mabel’s love of sweaters and where she got her design ideas from. The young girl found that Stan was a very good listener, always chiming in at the right moment with his own joke or opinion. Their humor and personalities meshed together well.

Once they got into town, Mabel started the grand tour of Gravity Falls, Oregon, hitting all the places where she and Dipper had adventures over the summer.

“Here’s the arcade! Dipper brought one of the games to life with a magic cheat-code!” Mabel said as they entered the darkened building.

“Uh Mabel, I’m pretty sure we had these when I left.” Stans squinted, waiting for his eyes to adjust.

“Yeah, but that was back in the 80’s, when arcades were struggling to maintain relevance in the face of the increasing popularity of home consoles. These days arcades have found a niche market that brings together both oldschool nerdcore gamers and casual nostalgic gamers, both classic standing cabinets and cutting-edge AR.” A voice said to their right.

“Soos!” Mabel exclaimed when she turned and saw her friend holding a plastic toy guitar.

“‘Sup dudes.” Soos greeted them. “I’m here playing Power Chords of Death, how ‘bout you?”

“I’m showing Grunkle Stan around Gravity Falls, so he can see what it’s like living in 2012!” Mabel told him.

“Sweet! You wanna play a modern-day videogame?” Soos asked Stan.

Stan gave him a surprised look. “Really?”

“Yeah, why not?”

“Well I’ve only got one arm, for starters.” Stan said dryly.

“No problem, dude.” Soos assured him. “We got a left-handed controller over here. All you really have to do with your other hand is hit the strummer in time with the beat, so if I just…” He got down on his hands and knees and started messing with the wiring, “...switch this bit from that doohickey… and move this here… oop, almost electrocuted myself! ...There!” he stood back up. “I rigged it so now you can use the foot-pedal from the drum instead of the strummer!”

Stan hadn’t actually been interested in playing (he’d never really cared for video games that weren’t gambling-related) but now that the guy had gone through all this trouble, he felt obligated to play. He was pleasantly surprised anyone would go to such lengths just to include him. He didn't want to seem ungrateful.

“Alright, let’s give it a shot.”

“Oooh, Grunkle Stan, you should play Danger-Lane to Highway Town!” Mabel suggested. “It’s the only song on this game I know all the words to!”

“What? I’ve never even heard of that song!”

“That’s cuz it’s from a movie that came out in ‘86. It’s ok if you don’t know the song, you just have to hit the same colored button as the one on the screen when it reaches the picture of the guitar at the bottom.” Soos explained. “This is a co-op game, so I’ll be playing the notes on the right side of the screen. This game has a thing where if your partner chokes, you can save them.”

“Uh… good?” Choke? What was he talking about? What was there to choke on?

The music started up, and Stan saw the colored buttons start scrolling down the screen. He pressed the corresponding button on the neck of the guitar as it reached the bottom, but nothing seemed to happen.

“You gotta tap your foot in time with the music!” Soos reminded him.

Stan started tapping the pedal Soos had rigged up for him, then looked back at the screen and watched the colored buttons scroll by again. This time, as he pressed the buttons, the toy guitar he was holding started to play music! The same music that was coming out of Soos’s guitar and the game console! Well, almost the same. Stan’s sounded a little distorted, and cut out whenever he missed a button. But he got better as the song went on. All those years of honing his hand-eye coordination with that paddle-ball were finally paying off! Mabel joined in singing once they reached the lyrics.

As they played, arcade-goers began to gather around and watch. It started with just a few, but news that an old, one-armed guy with a scraggly beard and crazy clothes was playing Power Chords of Death spread quickly.

“Whoa, he’s actually not terrible!”

“Look at him go!”

“His adequacy is amazing!”

“I am impressed because he is both old and disabled. But mostly because he’s old.”

“Soos, did you rewire one of my games again!?”

“This is gonna get so many views online.”

They had quite the crowd going by the time the manager threw them out.

They continued on with their tour to the library and the museum and the pool and the local newspaper. In each place Mabel told a story, sometimes assisted by Soos. Stories like putting together an epic sock-puppet show that was crashed by Bill, or the 8 ½ president lost to time, or her first kiss with a merman, or meeting a creepy reporter. In each place Mabel went out of her way to introduce Stan to everyone. And while she was doing this, Stan noticed a few things.

Everyone knew Mabel. A lot of people knew Soos, but they had yet to come across a single person who didn’t know Mabel. And she greeted each and every person like they were an old friend, even if as they walked away Mabel occasionally said something like “That’s Toby Determined. He’s messed up.” or “That’s Bud Gleeful! His son tried to kill us!”

“You kids come here every summer?” Stan asked.

“Nope! This summer is our first time coming here to Gravity Falls!” Mabel replied.

It was incredible how quickly Mabel had endeared herself (or at least introduced herself) to the whole town. Sure, Gravity Falls wasn’t exactly an overpopulated urban center, but it wasn’t the sticks either. They had a mall and a mini golf place, which didn’t really scream rural. The way she seemed to know everyone was an impressive feat.

The other thing Stan noticed was really driven home when they reached the police station.

“This is where me and Dipper broke Grunkle Ford out of jail from the government guys! You remember them! That was the day you got here!” Mabel pointed to the jail excitedly.

“Oh yeah, that was the day I had to throw down those agent dudes!” Soos remembered.

“Wait wait wait, lemme get this straight. You an’ your brother busted Ford outta there while it was crawlin’ with feds single-handed?” Stan asked incredulously.

“Well, we did get some help from Tyler and all the other guys at the bar to keep them from following us while we escaped,” the girl clarified, “But other than that, yeah!”

The look on Stan’s face was not just one of shock, but of a growing dread. This was lost on Mabel.

“One more stop to go!” She led them to Greasy's Diner. That lifted Stan’s spirits immediately. Mabel pointed out some local delicacies on the menu: Lumberflapjacks, beavertail steaks, roadkill ravioli, and of course, the waitress’ special: coffee omelette. Stan ordered the special out of morbid curiosity.

“Hmmm…” He chewed the rubbery omelette thoughtfully, “s’not terrible, once you get past the burnt coffee taste. Woulda killed for one of these when I was lost in the Hailfire Peaks on Raretania 2.”

“If you like it, you should go tell Lazy Susan yourself!” Mabel suggested. “Maybe if you two start talking you’ll get to know each other better! You could even ask her for her number!”

“What, the classy lady over by the cabinet? She seems way out of my league…” Stan trailed off, “Waaaaait a sec, you didn’t bring me here just to try and set me up with some stranger, did you?”

“What? No.” Mabel denied, “I just knew since you like weird local food so much you’d love the diner. And when I saw Susan I remembered she had a crush on Grunkle Ford earlier this summer, but he didn’t reciprocate. So I thought, since you guys look just alike, she might like you too.”

Stan nearly choked on what was left of his omelette.

“Are you ok?” Mabel asked in alarm, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything! I should have just left it alone! Dipper’s right, I do get too involved in other people’s romance!”

Stan thumped his chest with his remaining hand a couple of times and finally swallowed the food down the right tube. “Ha-hack, s’fine, just… just the first time I’ve ever heard of somebody havin’ a crush on Ford. Caught me off-guard.”

Mabel sighed with relief. “Good. So you’ll go talk to her?”

“Nope.” Stan grunted.

“Aw, come on Grunkle Stan!” the girl complained. “I’ve introduced you to half the town, and so far the only person you’ve hit it off with is Soos!”

“Don’t take it personally kid, I don’t plan on gettin’ emotionally attached to anyone in this town. ‘Cept you kids, course.” The old con man said.

“Grunkle Stan, maybe if you just give some of these people a chance, you’d want to stay here in Gravity Falls.”

“Mabel, this whole town is quelfed!” Stan exclaimed.

“What do you mean?” Mabel asked in confusion.

Her uncle sighed wearily, and took it from the top. “My brother may not think so, but I do realize what a big risk it was to open the portal and bring me back. I know what kind of consequences we’re dealin’ with here. I know Ford’s workin’ on sealin’ that rift, but Bill’s comin’. It’s not a matter of if, it’s a matter of when. And when he does… well, I’m not so worried about you an’ your brother, from what you’ve told me, it sounds like you two are survivors. You’ll find a way to make it together.

“But these townspeople? They barely know up from down! They don’t realize they got monsters running around in the woods, they line up around the block just to get a look at a party thrown by shazbots who won’t even let them in when a ghost is threatenin’ them, and they couldn’t keep my stupid brother locked up for more than a few hours! I thought my only hope was gonna be to fight Bill when I got the chance, but now… now it looks like we’re gonna have to settle for survive.”

“We can still fight Bill!” Mabel insisted. “We’ve beat him before!”

“Yeah, but he keeps on comin’ back. I’ve been lookin’ for a way to beat Bill for good the last twelve years.” Stan paused a moment, debating whether or not he should tell this story. “You remember that story I told you ‘bout the time I invited Bill an’ my brother into my dream at the same time, and I found out Ford’s portal was operational, but he wasn’t gonna open it? Well, after that, things got weird. Well, weirder. I’d let Bill into my mind, and he wasn’t about to let me forget it. He couldn’t take control of me like a lot of other idiots who’d made a deal with him, but he was in my head day and night, messin’ with me, makin’ me see things. I was already in bad shape, I couldn’t take care of my stump properly by myself, I was still on the run from the royals I’d stolen the star rubies from, and Bill messin’ with my head on top of that wasn’t makin’ things any easier. I would’ve been a goner if it hadn’t been for her.”

“Her?” Mabel asked.

“Some giant space chick called Jheselbraum.” While Stan’s words weren’t exactly reverent, his voice certainly was. His tone softened considerably, and he lowered his gaze as if momentarily lost in a memory. “She’s the nicest person I’ve ever met, if not the nicest person in the multiverse. She swooped in an’ took me to her super-secret lair in the mountains, fixed me up, set me straight about Bill and what the jerk wanted with me an’ my brother, never expectin’ a single thing in return. She even gave me a way to keep Bill outta my head, even if it meant I wouldn’t be able to talk with Ford in my dreams anymore. Honestly, that seemed more like an extra perk at the time.” He leaned over the table towards Mabel and parted the hair at the back of his head, revealing an irregular patch of white. “Put a frellin’ metal plate in my head. See where the hair’s gone weird? That’s from the scar. I started growin’ my hair out to cover it up.

“Anyway, where was I… oh yeah. Once Jheselbraum explained what Bill’s deal was to me, I figured out he was the reason my brother wouldn’t open the portal. It was pretty obvious I’d have to get rid of that monster if I wanted to get home. No Bill, no reason Ford shouldn’t open the portal. So Jheselbraum set me up with a robo-arm, gave me a few pointers on Bill, and sent me on my way.

“Right before I left, she told me I’d see my family again. It took so long, I started wonderin’ if she was messin’ with me the whole time, but… here I am. Never should’ve doubted her.”

“So wait, if you spent all that time looking for a way to beat Bill, you must’ve found some stuff that can help us, right?” Mabel asked hopefully.

The old con man sighed. “It’s hard to learn anything about someone like Bill. Anyone who ever did know anything about him is either on his side, driven insane, or dead. For all those years of searchin’, it seemed like all I ever found was dead ends… until…” He looked around surreptitiously. “Hey, is that cute waitress watchin’ us?”

“No.”

“Anybody else?”

“I don’t think so.”

“That’ll have to do. There a bathroom in this place?”

“Yeah, follow me!” Mabel led her uncle to the restroom. He gave another fruitive glance to make sure no one and nothing was watching, grabbed Mabel by the wrist, and darted through the door.

“Hey! This is the boy’s bathroom! I can’t be in here!” Mabel protested.

“Hey, keep it down!” Stan shushed her as he carefully inspected the bathroom graffiti. He found one that was vaguely triangle-shaped and slapped a square of wet toilet paper over it.

“And I thought Grunkle Ford was paranoid…” Mabel muttered under her breath.

“Ok.” The old man nodded, satisfied that there was no way they were being watched. He twisted the round end of his staff, revealing a hidden compartment. “Feast your eyes on this!”

The end of the staff glowed blue, until Mabel looked directly at it. Then, there was just a plain old chunk of rock. “Uh, this is just a pebble.”

“Not exactly. It’s like some sorta quantum thingy. Like Schrodinger’s Cat or whatever.” Stan explained. Mabel looked at him blankly.

“Uh, when you look at it, it’s normal. When you look away, it’s radioactive and junk..” He tried again.

“Oooooookaaaaaay.” Mabel said slowly. That made slightly more sense.

“So not too long ago, maybe second-to-last dimension I was in before I got back here, I ran into a parallel universe version of Ford, where he somehow managed to fix the portal so it wouldn’t work for Bill with some help from his friend/assistant guy. But Bill still had control of Ford. It was my brother’s dream come true, but he couldn’t even be on the same floor as the portal without that jerk monster taking hold of him. Obviously, they were pretty invested in gettin’ rid of Bill too. So assistant guy and I use the good portal to go lookin’ for some theoretical elements or whatever that could ‘disrupt Bill’s extradimenstional form’ or somethin’ like that. Honestly, a lot of what they were sayin’ went over my head. What I got out of it was we were gonna make a gun to blow up Bill.

“Anyway, me an’ the assistant guy went to some super-bizarro-paradox world where we found this.” He gestured with his stump to the plain looking rock sitting in the hidden compartment of his staff. “We were in the middle of arguing over what to call it when his parallel/bizarro version showed up an’ he had to split. The jerk left me behind! Luckily I already had my own resources for dimension-hopping by then, but still! I’d wanted to talk to them about what they’d done to fix the portal and pass it on to my Ford somehow, but I never got the chance. So I had a piece of quantum junk that might be the key to beatin’ Bill, and no idea what to do with it.

“But in the end, none of it mattered. I showed up here maybe a week later. Turns out I didn’t have to fight Bill to get home. I’ll just have to fight him if I want it to stay home. And so far, I’m not likin’ the looks of my allies.” He said gravely as he closed the compartment in his staff.

“Hmm…” Mabel was deep in thought. “This assistant guy… did he have a really big nose, talk like a crazy robot-obsessed Colonel Sanders, and play the banjo?”

“Uh, yes to the first two, not sure about the last one.”

“That must have been parallel McGucket! Maybe he and Grunkle Ford can figure out what their parallel versions were gonna do with it!” Mabel suggested.

Stan grumbled. “I was afraid you were gonna say somethin’ like that.”

Mabel took his hand gently. “Grunkle Stan, I know you’re really mad at your brother right now, but you both wanna stop Bill and protect your family, right?”

“...Yeah.” Stan huffed.

“And the best way to do that is to work together, right?”

“Alright, I get it! That doesn’t mean I gotta like it. Now come on, let’s get outta here.” He climbed on top of the toilet and opened the window.

“Why are you trying to climb out the window?” Mabel asked.

“I don’t have any money to pay for lunch, do you?”

It was nice and cool in the shade of the forest as they walked home that afternoon.

“Thanks for today, kiddo. I feel a lot better gettin’ that all off my chest.” Stan thanked the young girl skipping beside him. “Sorry to dump all that on you, though.”

“Pch, that’s what family’s for, dum-dum!” Mabel pushed him playfully.

“Eh…” the old man shrugged. “Oh, hey, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t repeat any of that to Ford or your brother. It’s kinda… personal.”

Mabel made an exaggerated face of thinking it over. “Ok, but only if you promise you’ll tell them yourself!”

“Yeah, sure, I promise. Whatever.”

Stanley had to be going soft. He actually felt bad for lying to her like that.

#Gravity Falls #Fanfiction #Stanswap AU #Reverse Portal AU #Stanley Pines #Mabel Pines #My Writing

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My 17 Favorite Records of 2017

Hello, Internet. Yet another year has passed, and because I’ve made a habit of making year-end lists, this old man has gone and done it again.

I listened to a veritable buttload of music this year on my morning runs, which I decided to post about on Instagram most days in a concerted effort to keep myself accountable bore every last one of my followers to death. I think it’s working.

What follows, is my list of favorites. Not “best”. “Favorite”. *My* favorite. So, spare me the “Your list sucks. WTF. I can’t believe “A Vest For Jerome” by Turd Circus isn’t on there!” comments. I’m sorry we don’t have the exact same taste in music. :)

As usual, I feel like the top 5 or 6 here are pretty carved in stone, but the last 12 and some of the honorable mentions could totally be flip-flopped depending on which side of the bed I woke up on. I actually fiddled with a few spots five minutes before posting this, which is either a testament to that or Exhibit 4,923 in my undiagnosed OCD case.

Anyways ... TL;DR. Here’s what I was into this year. I hope you find something you enjoy.

IMPORTANT: Please let me know what I might missed out on (as I’m sure there’s a ton of it), and share some of your favorites in the comments below. Thanks!

17) Japandroids - Near To The Wild Heart Of Life

This didn’t quite grab me the way Celebration Rock did, but it’s got a good number of super infectious earworms that got stuck in my brain at the top of the year.

Listen here.

16) Sorority Noise - You’re Not As ____ You Think

Excellent “emo”with that feels like it could very easily fit into Brand New’s discography (and I mean that in a very complimentary way). Highly recommended if you’re looking for something to fill that void.

Listen here.

15) Queens of the Stone Age - Villains

This took a little while for this record to sink its teeth into me, but once it did, it didn’t let go. The arrangements are so nuanced that I’ve found little bits of ear candy each time I’ve listened to it, and while the mix is not my favorite, the songs are so brilliantly catchy and drumming so monstrous, I’m hooked. And Jon Theodore is the best drummer on Earth. That’s not debatable either. It’s fact.

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14) David Bazan - Care

It’s no secret that I’m a sucker for anything and everything Bazan. His lyrics and the timbre of his voice cut to my core, and the songs on Care are no exception -- even when they’re delivered over minimalist electronica (which is not my favorite vehicle by any stretch). Another Bazan masterpiece.

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13) Glassjaw - Material Control

This record is perfect in that it is exactly what it needs to be. It’s Glassjaw doing what they do best -- intense, vibey, groovy, heavy post-hardcore that is a logical follow-up to Worship & Tribute, while flexing and pushing enough to make it feel fresh. A tremendous return to form, and a record that was well worth the wait.

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12) Julien Baker - Turn Out The Lights

Sprained Ankle blew me away and knocked me on my ass, and somehow, some way, Baker has leveled up and topped that. The stripped-down “artist + guitar” intimacy is still there, but the heavy moments hit even harder because of the additional orchestration on this record. Such a promising future for her.

Listen here.

11) The Life & Times - S/T

Another excellent record from some of one of Kansas City’s best bands. There are few who do airy, melancholic, spacey, dynamic rock better than these guys. And Chris Metcalf is one of the best drummers on the planet right now -- so pockety, tasteful, and effortless. Highly recommended if you dig Failure, Shiner, Hum, Antenna-era Cave In, et al.

Listen here.

10) METZ - Strange Peace

This beast is 36 minutes of noisy, nasty, heavy post-punk with stellar guitar and bass tones, and badass drumming that sounds like the best parts of Nirvana and Young Widows had a perfect lovechild. I dare you to listen to this record and not have an overwhelming urge to play it as loud as you possibly can and headbang until your eyes fall out of your skull.

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9) CHON - Homey

I really enjoyed this when it came out, but it wasn’t until we spent five weeks on tour with them and got to see them shred a handful of these songs on a nightly basis that it really grabbed ahold of me. This record is stellar. Sure there are a ton of notes, but they’re all tasteful, never bogged down in painfully long prog opuses, and there’s so much feel here ... which is so rare in the new world of insanely chopped, gridded and sampled prog. The splashes of hip-hop and glitchy Prefuse 73 style electronica are a killer addition to the mix as well. This is the feel good record of the year for me.

Listen here.

8) Kendrick Lamar - DAMN.

There really isn’t another rapper who holds a candle to Kendrick at the moment, and this might be the best work of his career. I haven’t had a hip-hop record hit me like this in at least a decade. I was hooked from the second the beat dropped in DNA., got roped in even more by the slow jam LOVE., and HUMBLE. sealed the deal. What a beast.

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7) Cloud Nothings - Life Without Sound

This record rules, but I’m not sure I can put my finger on exactly why I like it so much. It’s got tiny elements of so many bands I love or used to love without being overly referential. It’s got a melancholic vibe but never lacks energy. And it is packed with really, really well written and catchy songs without full-blown pop circus. You know you’re listening to a great record when you’re playing a deep cut and uncontrollably blurt, “Fuck, this song is good.”

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6) Converge - The Dusk In Us

Nobody does it better than these dudes, and it’s been that way for the better part of two decades. The Dusk In Us is yet another record a discography full of bar-setting hardcore/metal/noise records that elevate the ceiling of the genre and make everyone else sound/look bland in comparison. This one slides right into the #3 or #4 spot in that storied discography. So great.

Listen here.

5) Manchester Orchestra - A Black Mile To The Surface

This is one of those rare records that blows you away on first listen, and gets better with each subsequent listen. The former happens when the songs --stripped to their bones -- are stellar, and the latter happens when the arrangements and mix are somehow even more stellar. ABMTTS checks the shit outta both of those boxes and then some. Aaaand it was made with multiple producers, but doesn’t sound disjointed in the slightest, which seems damn near impossible. It’s the perfect Manchester Orchestra record ... “The Gold” was stuck pleasantly in my head for a majority of the year.

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4) Pile - A Hairshirt Of Purpose

Disclaimer: I am a late adopter of the majesty of Pile, but I am happy to announce that I am hopelessly hooked on their soulful, noisy, schizophrenic, (occasionally) dreamy, fusion of post-punk, blues, and all sorts of other good things. My entry point was Dripping, but A Hairshirt ... cemented my love for this band. It’s weird, it’s beautiful, it’s energetic, it’s heavy, it’s ethereal, and the musicianship is frustratingly good. If you know, you know ... if you don’t, just trust me. Spin it with an open mind and meet one of your new favorite bands.

Listen here.

3) Propagandhi - Victory Lap

I grew up on Epitaph and Fat Wreck Chords punk rock in the 90s, and these guys (and gal) are legitimately the only band of that era that continue to excite and inspire me. I look forward to every release, and they manage to deliver every. single. time. It’s not a nostalgia thing with Propagandhi. Chris Hannah’s lyrics, melodies, and guitar playing continue to push the boundaries of what can be done in that genre. You might expect a group of 40-year-old punks to decline or at least plateau, but they’re still on an upward trajectory and it’s inspiring as hell. Bonus points if you’re a parent and can listen to “Adventures In Zoochosis” without tearing up. Victory Lap is outstanding -- one of their three best records without question.

Listen here.

2) Cloakroom - Time Well

If you’ve been following me here, on Twitter, or Instagram, it’s no secret that I’ve got a massive soft spot in my heart for bummer jams -- especially bummer jams of the heavy variety. Time Well is a damn near perfect in those regards. It’s shoegazey without being tired or overly jangly, mildly doomy without being mind-numbingly boring, and fuzzy without sounding like it was recorded inside a sleeping bag. I’m pretty sure I listened to this record more than anything else this year, and after probably a hundred spins, it hasn’t lost any of its luster. It’s outstanding (and it’s got some damn tasty drumming on it too).

Listen here.

1) Elder - Reflections Of A Floating World

My buddy Scott Evans (Kowloon Walled City vocalist/guitarist, Antisleep recording engineer/producer, multi-talented human, generally outstanding dude, recommender of many amazing bands) turned me on to these guys earlier this year by sharing 2015′s Lore with me. That record f-ing floored me. Riffs for days. Heaviness. Prog vibes. Stoner rock goodness. Dynamics. Space. Sabbath-y vocals. It checked all of the boxes. Needless to say, I couldn’t wait to hear Reflections Of A Floating World.

ROAFW dropped in June, and it’s even better than I could have imagined. I’d wager that there are more sick riffs on this record than your favorite band has in their entire discography. I dare you to listen to this and not get a twitch to start a play air guitar. Also: How the shit do you write 15-minute songs that don’t bore people into catatonia? This is how. Just like this. Parts never drag, parts never feel like they’re just filler, and there isn’t a wasted moment in 64 minutes of music. That’s a remarkable feat in and of itself. This is a goddamn timeless record, and there’s no doubt I’ll have it in heavy rotation for the rest of my life.

Listen here.

HONORABLE MENTIONS

The Effects - Eyes To The Light

Brutus - Burst

Nate Smith - KINFOLK: Postcards From The Edge

Employed To Serve - Warmth of A Dying Sun

God Mother - Vilseledd

Slowdive - Sugar For The Pill

Hundredth - RARE

Mutoid Man - War Moans

Grizzly Bear - Painted Ruins

Quicksand - Interiors

Death From Above - Outrage! Is Now

Power Trip - Nightmare Logic

Health - DISCO3

Vince Staples - Big Fish Theory

All Them Witches - Sleeping Through The War

Code Orange - Forever

Blis - No One Likes You

Bjork - Utopia

Less Art - Strangled Light ;)

MY FAVORITE RECORD OF 2015 THAT I DIDN’T HEAR UNTIL 2017

Town Portal - The Occident

MY FAVORITE RECORD OF 2004 THAT I DIDN’T HEAR UNTIL 2017

The Stella Link - Mystic Jaguar... Attack!!!

CURRENT PODCAST QUEUE

Chapo Trap House (Grey Wolf Feed)

The Trap Set

Song Exploder

Slate’s The Gist

Slate’s Hang Up & Listen

INTERCEPTED

The FilmDrunk Frotcast

Deadcast

How I Built This

Freakonomics Radio

Radiolab

This American Life

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14/10/2020 (Week 4)

Task: Story development (Day 8 - Day 14)

Day 8 (7/10/2020) - Magic Broom Another Monday blue and a new tiring task for myself today. I really wish to be like a witch who has a magic broom. The magic broom fulfilled my desires but just my imagination anyway. What I'm gonna do today is to clean up my messy room especially my desk. Most of the time, I’ll wait for the arrival of semester break only I start my chores but a short article shows that a cozy and tidy room can work more effectively compare with a messy room. That’s the reason why I push myself to try today. I have a hard time just categories every of my stuff and I sweat a lot. At that moment I was thinking, why not I start my chores at first every week? Perhaps I’m not gonna spend less than 20 minutes repeating sit and squat cleaning sigh. Almost forget my workout! Arghhhh, exhausting! After finish, my tasks I have a sense of accomplishment but not necessary my room has to shine brightly like a diamond, as long as it's clean and cozy. What my thoughts on this task are that not really hard but takes time to do it and at the same ability to take care of the hygiene and good for myself and my family.

Day 9 (8/10/2020) - Closet Of Bloom Roses are red, violets are blues; Sugar is sweet, and so you are. Everyone is beautiful when they feel like dressing up themselves. Your beauty symbolizes your kindness in your heart, I believe people who like to dress up themselves to get a better self. However, that's only a physical presence of beauty, the beauty I mentioned is inner beauty. Well, in my past it's unnecessary to dress up myself, such as wasting time and money. Never ever once thought that I would love to dress up myself after I started my first job at Inside Scoop at the age of 17. We mostly are peers but I don’t really believe they are in the first place. Their makeups and styling are mature and beautiful the same to their heart, well that moment is when I want to change. After I get myself a brand new style and dress up, my friends completely treated me differently, they were shocked and don’t even believe it's me. I was wondering at that time, am I really change a lot? Is this dress-up suit me? Why they started noticed me when I get dressed up? Wonder if I have the value of inner beauty after I get myself dressed up. If yes, thanks to my personal professional stylish, my dearest mom. The one who always gives my suggestion and dresses me up nicely. If I wear like a clown she definitely changes me into a queen. Well, today gonna give me a good looking attire and enjoy this day by paying it with my savings. Well, I rarely bought myself good-looking attire, my first time choosing a shirt without asking anyone. Well, I understand that you no need to choose to be the most beautiful rose. You just need to be who you are, what you really like. Inner beauty came from your kindness, a gift for you to be a real and natural beauty of its own. Not much about how pretty the rose is more about how the rose spreads the fragrance of its beauty.

Day 10 (9/10/2020) - Smile Again today in front of the mirror, this time not the magic mirror just an ordinary mirror lol. I think I have gone insane this time, oh boy... I’m smiling terribly to a mirror to nobody. Nah, chill. I’m just practicing smile today, I laugh myself in front of the mirror just to see myself smiling, that’s really unusual to me. I decided to do this just because I found this on the internet. Perhaps this could cheer me up, yes it works. I feel I’m in a good mood after giving myself a smile, I think there’s something happy will be happening soon. Peace and harmony start from a smile, this might change your whole day mood. Well, you think it's a piece of cake? Why not you have a try, definitely you feel weird trying this, that’s what I feel for the first time. I try in the morning afternoon and night, wow at night its really creepy I smile in front of the mirror, I just quickly get myself to sleep as fast I could...

Day 11 (10/10/2020) - The only snuggle I miss. “Goodnight, bye.” As usual, the call ends at 11pm or earlier with my bu. Left me and the empty space in the room while listening to Talking To The Moon from Bruno Mars. Almost forget the moment and the feel we spent time together after we graduated from secondary school. We met each other not more than 3 times a month due to I have work, studies to work on the same to him. Well, after the MCO started sadly we can't have any chance to meet up for months. No idea since when I’m not been love, even he says I love you, I doubt what he says. Over the storm, I decided to meet him today before another lockdown is coming soon. Brought along with the birthday present to meet him, that face I familiar with finally we meet up. Wonder does he feel as excited as I do... Well, I really thought he welcomes me to his home but ends up just sitting at the dining table doing our own stuff... That's not what I expect to happen, feel sad in this pity journey. However, I try to talk to him and he answers normally, but it's hard to accept this kind of communication... In the end, I just pass him the present I brought and he feels happy with it but just thank you and touch my head. Well, I can’t stand it anymore... I ask for a hug from him, I thought he rejects me but he's not. That bear kind of snuggle I probably remember how we have been together in this almost 3 years. A hug changes my thoughts and feelings, feel love again. A simple hug gives me a really huge impact to stay connected with the person I love. Even I love him at the same time, I’m loving a person who loves me as well.

Day 12 (11/10/2020) - A day without disaster Another relaxing Sunday, a day everyone loves the most. Well, today the alarm rings in the morning at 8am which ruins my mood... I set the wrong date and time oh gosh... Well, suddenly in my mind try to challenge myself not to touch your phone fully one day but I think one day is too much for me and I still need to reply to the messages. Therefore, I set a half-day challenge, I keep it in the drawer in the room so that I not easy to reach it. At first, I feel unusual, like nothing to hold or to be done. I think this is not the best way to spend time, I just look for some tasks for myself. I found my own collection of illustrations I drew, that really motivates me to create one, it’s been a very long time I didn’t use my watercolor and train my drawing skills. I got myself everything I needed but my mind totally went blank at that moment. I really don’t know what to draw. In the collection file, I found some sketches which haven’t finish. Therefore, I picked one of them and started to paint. Spend almost 3 hours until my painting is finish, not so bad but really different styling like before, well at least I try my best. Spend an hour eat my lunch, I really focus on what I eat wow, but I bored until I count the amount I chew, its 10 to 12 every bite. Until 4pm I able to touch my phone after taking a nap. Well, when I got back my phone, my first thought was happy but I think that if I without the phone I have plenty of time doing and focusing something I didn’t notice like my hobby. The phone is like a disaster that took away our time and heart in a negative perception. What surprised me is that someone called me and keep on waiting for my messages I feel significant to them and I was happy about it. Well, explore new things outside the world, don’t stay in the room without a window but get yourself out from the room.

Day 13 (12/10/2020) - The Tremendous Stone. Well, always a tremendous stone that lives in my heart that couldn’t let go of. The stone that I hard to get rid of, favors, and desires that are asked from my friends or strangers. Today, a friend from my secondary school texts me to get herself a free illustration artwork from me. A long story, I used to be a person who been known as famous in drawing in class after one of my classmates check with my bag for no reason, my hands never stop drawing and they just ask for free. At that time I wasn’t into money but after years I found that that wasn’t what I want. They ask for it whenever they want and without asking my opinions. After started my journey in college I think I should reject, otherwise, they take this for granted. Yes, I think more than twice to reply to her, in the end, I choose to reject it. Even she might not want to be my friend anymore or she thinks I’m a stingy and arrogant person or hates me but it's my choice. I don’t really want free illustrations sending away again like my art have no value to own it. Fortunately, her replies are what I never expected she’s fine with it and she says the artworks I gave her she still keeping it well. I feel touched at that moment... At least she appreciates my efforts. However, thanks to them who motivate me at the same time I really learned and enjoyed those moments but I really have to break the stone so I could break the restricted rules for the better me.

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(HOT TAKE) Quarantine Phenomenology: The Curious Case of Daddy Conte, by Denise Bonetti

‘Teenage by design’? SPAM founder and editor-in-chief Denise Bonetti, tapping into her Italian roots, takes us on a whirlwind journey around the lustful theme park that is meme space in the time of quarantine. For many, especially those who aren’t on the frontline as key workers, self-isolation is thrusting us back into a rude adolescence. Having exhausted our usual channels of recursive entertainment, where better to look than to the political (yes, wybi?!) heroes of meatspace to fantasise the intimacies and reassurances we’re otherwise deprived of.

(CW: sexually explicit references)

> Comedian Dan Sebree tweeted that this whole quarantine situation is the closest any of us millennials will get to retirement. The joke is funny because it’s most likely true: the idea of people in my age bracket (mid-20s to mid-30s) ever retiring seems like a fairytale we tell ourselves to keep our boomer parents happy, something we play along to because frankly it’s easier than sharing the extent of our doubts in the future. (Find someone in their 20s who can say ‘when we all retire’ without a shred of irony).

> Sebree is right, most of us are playing retirees now. 80% of your salary to repot your plants, make sourdough, and fend off waves of existential dread here and there: not too shabby - if you used to have a stable job, that is. Things obviously aren’t so chill for quite literally everyone else: NHS workers, shopkeepers, supermarket employees, people on zero-hour contracts (which make up around 9% of all the UK workforce under 25), gig economy workers, freelancers by choice, people whose employers can’t be bothered putting them on payroll, and have therefore decided for them that they’ll have to be freelancers - the list goes on.

> Yet beyond the retirement vibes, there is a stage of life that seems even more appropriate to represent the mood that this pandemic isolation has been creating. We are feeling manic and depressive, anxious and idyllic, bored and obsessive; we have been dying our hair and we’re allowing social media challenges and email chains to make a comeback ( 😩). We’re raging that we’re being told how & when we can go out, and we want to see our friends like our life depended on it. I hate to be the one to break it to you, but we’ve all gone back to being teenagers. (For some of us, the transformation is even more literal: everyone who’s had to move back to their parents tag yourselves.)

> In ‘Glitching the Collective Mind’ a three-part essay published on SPAM a few months ago, Dan Power noted how ‘spending too long online (or rather, too long outside of the real world)’ can easily give way to ‘feelings of melancholic or manic absurdity’ by way of ‘saturating the mind’ with the infinite possibilities of content. In the same essay, Power reflects on the nature of the virtual space this content is localised in, what Grafton Tanner has called the ‘virtual plaza’: a non-place through which ‘we drift and consume, lulled by the saccharine tones of muzak’. Power argues that what the ‘non-local’, ‘homogenized’ structure of the virtual plaza takes away is precisely that something around which the occupants can build a sense of identity: ‘When the features which distinguish one place from another are removed, stable sense of belonging and understanding are removed with them’.

> Although Power could not have predicted this current weirdness, I am interested in his linking the internet’s hypertrophic, endless-scroll format, eradicated from any sense of place as we know it, to its capacity both to strip us of our identity, and to reduce us to a melancholic, manic mess - a passive, wide-awake anonymous content-consumer, lying in bed between waves of anxiety. A teenager who is grappling with their identity because they’re not quite sure where their emotions are coming from - literally and metaphorically.

> Critic Amanda Hess has recently written in The New York Times about the comfort of playing childhood video games during the lockdown. ‘It’s not so much that I miss my childhood’, she writes as she becomes re-obsessed with her 11-year-old self’s favourite game, Myst, ‘as that I feel seized by it’. And I, currently taking a break from a 12-hour The Sims 2 Bon Voyage build-mode marathon to write this, can only confirm such claims.

> I’m sure the fact that we gravitate towards this simple kind of pastime has a lot to do with the fact that no one can be arsed engaging with highbrow content during such traumatic times. (Let me take a break from following the dead count on BBC News by watching Battleship Potemkin, said no one ever.) However it’s not only that we’re drawn to accessible content, it’s that we are drawn exactly to the kind of activities that our teenage selves used to be into. (Otherwise, explain why The Sims 2 is having a resurgence - sixteen years after its release [!], and not either of its two successors.)

> If nostalgia is generally understood as originating more in the disappointments of reality than in the draw of the object of nostalgia itself, then the grimness of the pandemic is also to blame for the current millennial vintage trends. As Hess observed elsewhere, the quarantine has forced us into lockdown with the very devices designed to amplify our obsessions, cranking up that very fixative impulse that makes adolescence the curse and blessing that we all know.

> In Italy, where the full lockdown has been going on for over 5 weeks now, the signs of this 30-going-13 epidemic are in full swing. Everybody knows about Italians competing with each other on who can sing the cringiest medley of 00s songs from their balconies. But there’s something even more beautiful that the Italians are doing, and The Answer May Shock You. Platonic love has infiltrated every corner of Italian social media, and the object, I tell you, is no one other the prime minister Giuseppe Conte.

> Just like teenage love, the obsession is platonic socially-distant just as much as it is carnal. ‘Giuseppe Conte’ has reportedly been amongst the most searched terms on Pornhub over the last few weeks. Spurred by sheer investigative rigour I decided to carry out further research on the platform, and can confirm that the PM-themed content abounds. The material itself varies from adorably chaste, SFW picture montages of the prime minister (‘ITALIAN PRIME MINISTER GIUSEPPE CONTE MAKE YOU CUM HARD’, as uploaded by user TheMinisterOfLove), to the literal hour-long speeches that the PM has delivered to the senate, to more visually explicit heart-reacts to the government’s directives (‘HUGE CUMSHOT WHILE LISTENING DADDY GIUSEPPE CONTE’).

> Pornography aside, the memes have taken over the Italian gram and Twitter. It all started when influencer and entrepreneur Chiara Ferragni regrammed to her 19.5m followers a post by the Instagram page @daddy.conte back in March, erroneously crediting it to @lebimbedigiuseppeconte (Giuseppe Conte’s Little Girls) - now two of the most popular hormone city pages dedicated to the PM. The content is genuinely too much and too good for me to present exhaustively, but I need to show you some favourites so you can get with the vibe (all from @daddy.conte):

[‘Italian daddy locks his girls home’]

[’From today, I declare your smile illegal’]

[’There’s a smile underneath that face mask’]

[’hey baby’ / ‘daddy come to me, my parents aren’t home’ / ‘WHAT’]

[’don’t you dare get close to my girls’]

[’who wants a goodnight story?’]

[’Hi gorgeous, if you’re reading this it’s because i’ve been trapped in a wormhole the only way for you to free me is to stay home until 4th April please do it there is no time i know you can save me baby’] [lol at how quickly this has aged]

>The spinoffs quickly proliferated, I’m talking dozens and dozens of pages devoted to the PM’s fatherly aura and classic good looks - most of them with not a huge amount of followers; a sort of decentralised, massively participatory network of adolescent erotic surplus. Some of these pages specialise in things like the PM’s smile or dimples (for the more faint of heart), inscribing the phenomenon in that Renaissance love lyric convention of praising the object of love’s beauty through a catalogue of their body parts.

>A similar sexy/cute type veneration also seems to have developed radially around other Italian political figures such as President Sergio Mattarella, however predicated on a completely different set of desirable traits. Conte’s cult is all about a sort of sub/authoritarian kink power dynamic: ‘Dom daddy tell me what to do’. (Problematic? Potentially. However, wholesome? Absolutely). Mattarella’s cult is inevitably linked to the Italian President’s political function, that of protecting the Constitution, coordinating the three branches of government while heading none. A sort of hands-off grandaddy figure there to break up fights, if you will. Combined with his sweet mannerisms, the result is more of a GILF, sitting-together-on-the-porch kind of desirability, as hinted at by the following meme: (@lebimbedisergiomattarella)

> As a testament to this systematic linkage between quarantine and teenage emotional turmoil, the same dynamic of desire has also developed around political figures in the US. Foremost examples are New York Governor Andrew Cuomo (who we now think might have nipple piercings), and Kentucky Governor Andy Beshear - a ‘clean-cut sex symbol for the coronavirus age’ according to this Salon article explaining how ‘his calm and empathetic leadership’ (read: wholesome daddy energy) have thousands of thirsty people in self-isolation lust after him (via memes, of course).

> The ethos of memes in general is already teenage by design (hypertrophic, impulsive, obsessive, thriving on a sort of possessed desire towards repetition that I refuse to compare to masturbation). But there’s something special about the dreamy, sublimated, Platonic, cute-aggressive nature of these memes in particular that makes them the epitome not only of #quarantinevibes, but also of the virtual plaza’s mood, more broadly. Quarantine has exposed and legitimised, exacerbated and normalised, the internet’s power to make us regress into horny, anxious blobs. And memes like these are the very crystallisation of that ambivalent process.

> Analysis aside, we love a meme (always already), and we love a femme fandom moment. We stan the birth of a wholesome masculinity mythology for 2020. I can think of worse Internet Utopias. Now back 2 The Sims.

Text: Denise Bonetti

Lead Image credit: @onlyconte (Instagram)

Published: 17/4/20

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yuuoni · 7 years

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do all the nsfw ones r comfortable with!!!!

i knew this was coming but i’m still not prepared

also the formatting kept fucking up w these???? fuck this hellsite but srry for the awkward spacing

anyways buckle up gingin THIS IS LONG LOL

skipping all the sex related ones bc i’m still rocking the v-card

1. Are looks important in a relationship?

stuff like basic hygeine i think so

2. Are relationships ever worth it?

i would like to think so!

4. Are you in a relationship?

not atm

5. Are you in love?

platonically yes! romantically not sure. i think i’m too young for that LOL

6. Are you single this year?

isn’t this the same q as #4

7. Can you commit to one person?

i’m non-monogamous so not really?? but i have done it several times in the past

8. Describe your crush

this really isn’t a crush but someone i’ve been thinking about lately has a great sense of humor and a really pretty laugh

9. Describe your perfect mate

someone who pushes me to be better while understanding my flaws. good sense of cheeky humor, can deal with my weird family lel

10. Do you believe in love at first sight?

no, but i believe that physical attraction on first sight is a thing

11. Do you ever want to get married?

maybe, i think more towards the side of yes

12. Do you forgive betrayal?

i do with a bit of time

13. Do you get jealous easily?

initially yes, but i usually logic my feelings out

14. Do you have a crush on anyone?

i don’t think full fledged crushes, just some romantically-inclined thoughts i’ve put on the backburner for a while. (does this make me sound edgy??? i think it does oh boy)

15. Do you have any piercings?

just my lobes! i want MORE tho

16. Do you have any tattoos?

no but i also want one

17. Do you like kissing in public?

tbh i don’t even like cuddling in public

20. Do you shower every day?

almost every day, sometimes i’ll skip if i haven’t like really moved LOL

21. Do you think someone has feelings for you?

yeah ik they do

22. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?

probably not

23. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat?

i’ve never cheated in any of the relationships i’ve been in ouob

24. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years?

no lol i’ll be like 24

25. Do you want to be in a relationship this year?

honestly i just got out of a very fufilling and long relationship so idk?

26. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you?

lol ya

27. Has someone ever written a song or poem for you?

28. Have you ever been cheated on?

uhhhhh kind of? it was weird

29. Have you ever cheated on someone?

no das not right

30. Have you ever considered plastic surgery? If so, what would you change about your body?

i have, mostly just to get rid of a bit of a bump on my nose

31. Have you ever cried over a guy/girl?

yes and it was 100% not worth it

32. Have you ever experienced unrequited love?

no under this wording, however if this was phrased as unrequited crushes then yes. i think love develops out of initial attraction in a relationship.

35. Have you ever kissed someone older than you?

36. Have you ever liked one of your best friends?

real talk there’s been quite a few best friends that i’ve been a little attracted to at some point, kind of just happens

37. Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated?

i don’t think so?

38. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to?

39. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have?

yes, very much so LOL

40. Have you ever written a song or poem for someone?

42. How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander?

wouldn’t know tbh

43. How long was your longest relationship?

a year and a half

44. How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had?

45. How many people did you kiss in 2012/2013?

none

47. How old are you?

19!

48. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say?

fuckkkkk this has happened before but i’m supportive! like i understand-- sometimes shit doesn’t work out and it sucks but you learn to move on and be okay :D

49. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her?

n/a atm

50. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept?

uhhh i’d probably be the one doing the apologizing tbh

51. Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for?

ya and they’re my kickass friends B) ride n die for em

53. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are?

uhhh i don’t think like mad? just confused bc it’s a weird situation

54. Is there someone you will never forget?

this is a vague question????? i mean there’s definitely a lot of people who have left lasting impressions on my life like teachers n family

56. State 8 facts about your body

i have an itty bitty scar on my left hand

my pinkies make cracking noises if i bend them quickly

i can spread my toes! apparently this is genetic

i have fucking tiny ass hands

sometimes my eyelids are uneven

i’m super nearsighted :(

from certain angles i have cankles?? i think

i’ve lost 5 pounds in the last month! #getfit

57. Things you want to say to an ex

this is 2 personal 4 tumbles srry my dudes

58. What are five ways to win your heart?

small gestures

friendly teasing/inside jokes

showing genuine interest in things that i like?? like sometimes i get too into explaining things i enjoy and ik it can be a bit annoying aha, there’s this and just having good conversations that aren’t just small talk

being good to ur friends!

showing compassion

60. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners?

i think the largest age difference i’ve ever had was 2 years

61. What is the first thing you notice in someone?

uhh besides like face probably their voice and sense of humor

63. What is your definition of “having sex”?

getting nekkid w some Feelings involved

64. What is your definition of cheating?

i think physical cheating is pretty clear cut but emotional cheating is a lot trickier, but definitely happens

67. What is your idea of the perfect date?

italreadyhappenedtbh

68. What is your sexual orientation?

i’m still figuring it out but i think the things that i maybe got down are that i’m most likely polyamorous, if not treasuring the ability to have several very close/intimate bonds at once. also i’m pan :D

69. What turns you off?

bad breath LOL

74. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for?

cheekbones probably

75. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you?

helped my mom carry some stuff for her since she’s a bit older now :”)

77. What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships?

uhh you know i don’t like to judge but if it seems like the older one is abusing the fact that they are older to hold advantages over the younger person in the relationship then that’s pretty sketchy. for me personally i would only go 2-3 years older and 2 years younger

80. When was the last time you told someone you loved them?

yesterday! to one of my friends : D

82. Who is the last person you hugged?

my mom :”)

85. Would you ever date someone off of the Internet?

ya i’ve done it before

#gina this took me almost 2 hrs wtf #ask meme #asks #lucinaa

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kyojinofbraveos · 7 years

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Long Tag Game Thingy

So I got tagged in tag games many times... Here is a complete post of it!

Game 1:

rules: answer the 20 questions and tag 20 amazing followers you’d like to get to know better!! I was tagged by @shitpost-no-kyojin , @kaschy , @jacaraandaas , @eldian-scum and I guess @sluttttysurveycorps ? Anyways, thank you all and sorry if I forgot that you tagged me!

Name: Berfin

Nicknames: Berfo, berf, berfike and god knows how many else...

Zodiac Sign: Capricorn

Height: 1.70 m

Orientation:

Het

Nationality: Soup

Fave fruit: Mandarin

Favorite Season: W I N T E R - S P R I N G. I miss you babe, come back!

Fave book: How dare? I do not choose between my children.

Fave flower: Poppies

Coffee, tea or hot chocolate? : TEA. TEA. TEA. Always.

Average sleep hours: 8+

Cat or a dog person : Cats for sure!

Fave fictional character: Ymir my goddess is always a first, though I feel Bertolt on a spiritual level in these days where temperature is 40+ degrees and I sweat like Colossal Titan.

Number of blankets you sleep: None. Even wearing clothes make me melt these days.

Dream trip : Travelling the world has always been my dream.

Blog created: 2016!

I am tagging anyone who wants to do this.

Game 2:

I was tagged by @xleviiiix to answer her questions. Thanks!

1. What do you love most about your blogs?

Well, it is more like an archieve of my own. A place where I feel comfortable.

2. Favorite Anime/manga

Is this a trick question lmao ofc Shingeki no Kyojin!

3. If you had to pick between living in a hot area vs a cold area, which would you pick?

I’d kill to go some place cooler. I. AM. MELTING.

4. Small things that cheer you up

Snk, tea, air condition, music, art, rain, dancing, cool air, spending time with my friends, wind, hot chocolate.

5. Favorite drink

Tea. Ice tea these days.

6. Rain or snow?

AME! Rain!

7. If you could, what color would your eyes be?

Hmm, I think brown is going just fine for me! But green eyes would be cool, I guess?

8. What species would you like to be besides being human?

I’d be a whale! Maybe... A Space whale? I made my cameo at new opening already.

9. Name your pet peeves

I am getting really angry when people act cocky to me. Yeah, we get it. You know something. Stop pleasing your ego because you know something more than others. I also am getting really angry when people make weird noises around me, I want to hit their mouth. Especially, when people slop while eating food. Just. Stop. Other than that, I don’t like many people in general. Fiction is right on one thing, we people suck lmao.

10. PizzaHut or Dominoes or Papa Johns!

PizzaHut! This question made me want a pizza lmao

11. Things you love and hate about tumblr

This is a weird website you know. All those art and creative content you see is really cool, you meet with very cool and talented people here too but there are some very wrong stuff going on here. Like, being a hetero person is considered as a bad thing and all heteros are evil? Why? Makes no sense whatsoever. I totally understand the troubles lgbt+ people are facing but aren’t they doing what has been done to them to heteros on tumblr? There are also a black and white world view going on, people do not have respect to each other. They send hate anonymously and even rant about other people on other websites, like twitter, just because that person didn’t agree with them? Just because they have a different idea? Shame, shame, shame. Basically, people need to stop acting like they are the heroes of their narratives and stop hurting people for idiot reasons. Can’t you see how idiotic this is? Like: I want this two characters to fuck, if you want that person a to not fuck with person b but with another person c, I’ll rant and send hate to you with my friends. And does this make sense? If it does, you should stop being on internet and go see a therapist. Ah, and there is this white ppl/ others thing. I am not even getting started on that. Wow. I am so fulled about this topic lmao. A

I don’t want to write questions because I am lazy.

Game 3:

I was tagged by @pureren to do A-Z game! Thank you!

A- age: 19 B- birthplace: The capital of dankland C- current time: 13:24 D- drink you last drank: tsatsiki

E- easiest person to talk to: @all-my-ships-are-snking ilu hoe. Also @momtaku . F- favorite song: ( x ) this has been my number one for days! Also I really love this G- grossest memory: So I was 7 year old and just began to school. Since our school’s bathrooms were really dirty, it was really disgusting for me to go there and our home was not really close to school. So I was holding myself not to pee and like, it got really hard for me one day but I need to wait until school was over then started to ran home but ofc... ı failed and peeid in front of everyone. Ah, and I once step on horse poop. H- horror yes or no? I am mostly laughing at horror movies lol I- in love? Never fall in love before. J- jealous of people? Nope, I don’t think so. But sometimes I got jealous of my friends when strangers pay too much attention to them. This is a bad childish habit I am trying to kill, K- killed someone? ???? Take a wild guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

L- love at first sight or should I walk past again? Don’t waste your time it is hard to conquer my heart. M- middle name: berfin is my middle name actually! N- number of siblings: 1 O- one wish? Travelling the world and getting the hell out of Turkey. P- person you last called? An irl friend of mine. Q- question you’re always asked: So... whe will you get a college? R- reason to smile: season 3 will be out next april?? I know this is not official yet but this makes me happy af! S- song you last sang: here T- time you woke up: 11 am. I woke up late U- underwear color: white. V- vacation: Unfortunetely, I am still in this hell. Burning. For my sins. W- worst habit: biting my nails X- x-rays: Why is this a question???? Y- your favourite food: soups in general Z- zodiac sign: Capricorn

I am tagging anyone who wants to do this!

#tag game #this is too tiring #i am too lazy to do this kind of games but i kept getting tagged lmao #sorry if i forgot anyone

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vaporeonmaster · 7 years

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Get To Know Me

I was kind of tagged by @kokoro4kakashi because she tagged anyone with an R in their URL, hahah :P But it looked kinda fun to do so why not!

Rules : Answer these 92 statements and tag however many people you want

THE LAST : 1. Drink : ice tea. I wish it was coke. I’m trying to kick the stuff though. BUT OMG NOTHING IS BETTER THAN A COKE ON A HOT DAY. 2. Phone call: My stepdad? 3. Text message: My friend who rarely texts back... not sure why I even try hahah. 4. Song you listened to: Pumped Up Kicks 5. Time you cried: A few weeks ago when I moved out of state after living with my best friend for a couple years. I missed her lol

HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice : Not really. 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Yeeeeep. 8. Been cheated on: Pretty sure I was. 9. Lost someone special: Yep. 10.Been depressed: Whenever I’m not manic... (I’m not joking) 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: Almost, only once, after only one glass of wine, because of a medication I was taking. So I don’t drink anymore.

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12-14. Blue, Green, Purple :)

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: Yep! 16. Fallen out of love: I think so. Emotions are weird to figure out. 17. Laughed until you cried: Of course!! 18. Found out someone was talking about you: Don’t think so. 19. Met someone who changed you: Kind of. 20. Found out who your friends are: Not sure. 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: No.

GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: I’ve met just about all of them in real life. I don’t like adding people I don’t really know or haven’t met at least once. 23. Do you have any pets: One crazy goofball cat, who my mom is currently trying to make hers hahah. 24. Do you want to change your name: I have. I went to court and everything. But now people at the DMV or college office of where ever ask “Oh, when did you get married?” when they see I have a different name. And when I tell them I didn’t, they give me a weird look... 25. What did you do for your last Birthday: Nothing really. My roommate/best friend tried making me a cake and we watched Friends haha. 26. What time did you wake up: 10 am, kind of late. 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: I was half awake, playing pokemon shuffle on my phone while petting my cat. 28. Name something you can’t wait for: my apartment move in date!!! I’ve been staying with my mom for a month now, can’t wait to get my own space again! 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: Today, since I am kind of living with her haha. 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: I never know how to answer this type of thing, because I never know what I could change about my life that wouldn’t change who I am... that being said, I think someone showing up at my door right now and telling me I won 5 million dollars would be okay. 31. What are you listening to right now: My mom watching TV 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Yes. I’ve known a Tom since high school who I still talk to (he’s a really great person!) and I’ve worked with a Tom before too. 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: Oh, so many things... I won’t go there! 34. Most visited Website: Tumblr, Facebook, and usually YouTube (but my mom doesn’t have the best internet, so I haven’t lately)

LOST QUESTIONS. I JUST PUT IN RANDOM INFO ABOUT ME 35. Mole/s: Yeah. 36. Mark/s: Marks as in scars? I definitely have scars. 37. Childhood dream: Being a vet who has a flying car so I can treat the animals ASAP. (No, I am not joking!) 38. Haircolor: Blondeeee (well, faded pink right now since I last dyed it pink) 39. Long or short hair: I wish I could grow my hair long, but I haven’t been able to since I was like a teenager. My hair is curly so even when it’s long, it doesn’t look like it, so I have to grow it like, EXTRA long for it to just look long. 40. Do you have a crush on someone: Does Kakashi count? But yeah, I’m okay being solo for now. Now big crush right now. 41. What do you like about yourself: My eyes. 42. Piercings: multiple ones on my ears 43. Bloodtype: Nooooo clue. 44. Nickname: Just ones when I was a kind, like Meggy. 45. Relationship status: Single 46. Zodiac: Scorpio 47. Pronouns: She/Her 48. Favorite TV Show: I love so many TV shows, not sure I could pick just one.

49. Tattoos: Yep! Two (well, three, but one of my tattoos is covered up by the other tattoo) 50. Right or left hand: Right. 51. Surgery: No, no actual big time surgery. 52. Hair dyed in different color: My hair has been colored every color in the book at least once hahaha. Naturally blonde though. 53. Sports: I used to LOVE playing volleyball back in the day. It was the only sport I actually enjoyed and was serious about. But I didn’t have the stability in my life as a kid to be able to per-sue it. 55. Vacation: If I could take one, as silly as it sounds, I would want to go to Disneyland in the fall or winter if I could afford it. 56. Pair of trainers: ...what? The only trainer I know how to be is a pokemon trainer, sir.

MORE GENERAL: 57. Eating: Not gonna lie, I might be getting myself ice cream soon. 58. Drinking: Ice tea. I thought I already told you that. Stop being so obsessed with my drinking habits bro. 59. I’m about to: eat ice cream, unless I stay on tumblr even longer and forget. 61. Waiting for: ice cream. 62. Want: a new macbook. My poor buddy is becoming an old man, and he has been very reliable for many years. I even got him used and he’s still working for me. But now he is getting slower and angrier in his old age. 63. Get married: I sure hope to one day :) 64. Career: I have worked so many jobs, but right now I am working on my Bachelor’s Degree to hopefully get an actual career.

WHICH IS BETTER 65. Hugs or kisses: HUGS. They have way more love in them (that’s how I feel at least). 66. Lips or eyes: Eyes. They’re beautiful,except on creepy people. They are the windows to the soul, I swear. 67. Shorter or taller: Well, I am short. So it’s nice when people are taller than me and can reach things on the top shelf. 68. Older or younger: I’m not sure? 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: I wish I had a nice stomach. So stomach? 71. Sensitive or loud: Why not both? 72. Hook up or relationship: Relationship. 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: A little of both!

HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a Stranger: Nope! 75. Drank hard liquor: I have been tricked into it. 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: Yesssss. But luckily not for long. 77. Turned someone down: Yeah :/ 78. Sex on the first date: Well that’s a pretty personal question. 79. Broken someone’s heart: I hope not but probably have :( 80. Had your heart broken: Yeah :/ 81. Been arrested: Nooope! 82. Cried when someone died: Yes. 83. Fallen for a friend: Yeah. :/

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: Sometimes. 85. Miracles: I like to believe in them. 86. Love at First Sight: Kind of? I believe in chemistry at first sight/meeting. 87. Santa Claus: I am 25. So I hope not. 88. Kiss on the first date: Yep.

OTHER: 90. Current best friend name: Katleynn :) 91. Eye color: Blue! :) 92. Favorite movie: Little Miss Sunshine :)

Tagging... I dunno. Anyone who wants to do it!! :) How about @holdmeeeee if you haven’t done one yet? Or @nataliebgdh? Or @team7fangirl? I am probably so late on doing this thing that you all have probably done it already!!

#questions #get to know me #this took WAY longer than I thought it would

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vacanpaathy · 5 years

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VERONICA ( XAVIER ) MOORE

GENERAL INFORMATION

Veronica Abigail Moore Nickname: Ronnie, That Bitch Age: verse dependent but usually something like 17-19 Nationality: American Species: Homo Superior Ethnicity: White Physical Disorders / Disabilities etc: None currently / None currently known Mental Disorders / Disabilities etc: Depression, Disassociation ( Depersonalization Disorder ) Religion: None, raised culturally protestant City of birth: Boston, Massachusetts Currently living: Verse dependent Job title: verse dependent, usually just a student Employing company: none/verse dependent Income: monthly allowance from parents that’s really just too much Marital Status: single, coming out of a NIGHTMARISH relationship Language ( s ): English, French Dialect: North Eastern, Super WASPy Birthday: Jan 12 PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS

Height: 5′3″ Eyes: Blue Hair: Black/Dark Brown, usually with either a blue ombre or tint of some shade. Skin: Reclusive Nerd Pale, no freckles Style: Reasonably Fashionable, Seems to be contractually obligated to always fucking wear blue. Always. FAMILY

Mother: Jessica Moore ( nee Hall ) Father: Charles Xavier ( estranged ) Step ( ? ) -Father: Robert Moore Brother ( s ) : David Haller ( Half Brother, Older, Father’s Side ), Charles Xavier II ( Half Brother, Younger, Father’s Side )

PERSONALITY / HABITS

Addictions: Alcohol ( verging ), Cigarettes / Vaping ( main ) Bad Habits: lying, ditching, tinkering with people’s heads, being a bitch, zoning out, blowing people off, self harm Good Habits: pretty organized, good with due dates, polite ( situationally ), yoga Hobbies: reading, writing, monologuing, youtube binging, going down intensely weird internet rabbit holes Likes: books, literary analysis, musicals, film crit, horror movies, getting loaded, musicals Dislikes: crowds, people in general usually, suburbia, honestly……Most Things… Strengths: intelligent, unflappable, zero bullshit tolerance, shockingly loving and compassionate when she gets there, strong willed, strong sense of self Weaknesses: apathetic, melancholic, intentionally mean, petty, fairly comfortable with violence and cruelty Fears: her crimes being exposed, her own powers, her apathy, what she might be capable of, her ex-boyfriend Hopes: None….. really…..?

ABILITIES / TRAITS / TALENTS

Education: All the best schools in the area, Goes to like Yale or some shit Intelligence: 9/10 Overall a very bright girl but tends to struggle more with social / emotional settings / topics Naturalist: 3/10 Utter Trash Musical: 7/10 Very Good Logical-mathematical: 9/10 Excellent Existential: 11/10 BETTER THAN SHE’D LIKE Interpersonal: 6/10 somehow despite constantly cheating via telepathy she still sucks shit on this a good amount of the time thanks to dissociation. Bodily-kinesthetic: 8/10 shockingly good for a nerd Linguistic: 8/10 she has a real gift with language Intra-personal: 6/10 she’s very aware of herself and a lot going on with her but also grapples with denial, depression and dissociation that all make it hard to really check herself. Spatial: 10/10 to the point that her control in the Astral Plane is obscene

TELEPATHY: Like her father and older brother, Veronica is an embarrassingly powerful telepath with an exceptional range of effectiveness and capacities. examples of sub-abilities/applications: Telepathic Illusions, Telepathic Cloak, Mind Links, Telepathic Camouflage, Mind Blasts, Mind Control, Mind Possession, Mind Alteration, Causing Amnesia, Psionic Shield, Psionic Blasts, Astral Projection, Mental Detection, Mind Transferal, Absorb Information AREA OF EXPERTISE: Astral/Mental Space Manipulation. Her ability to create, control, and manipulate places, scenes, settings etc in the astral plane or in the minds of herself or others is fairly ironclad considering her age and entirely thanks to how much time she has spent essentially out of her body. She specializes in mazes. While she wouldn’t be able to keep more experienced and/or powerful telepaths trapped in such a space for long– especially once they realize where they are– the fact she can do it at all is pretty impressive.

MENTAL

Self-perception: Extremely poor if she ever genuinely considers herself at all. Generally just thinks she’s a massive asshole since well, did help with committing murders. Assumed external perception: A Mega Bitch Self-Confidence: somehow both 0% and 10000000% at the same time. Rational Or Emotional ? Mostly rational since she’s largely been on autopilot but she’s pretty emotional compared to what people expect from her. Introvert or Extrovert ? Introvert to the extreme Prefer to Give or to Take ? Take, working on being more of a giver. Nice or Rude ? While she’s not like, usually out here trying to be a bitch she’s very blunt most of the time and it can be EXTREMELY rude.

BACKGROUND

WARNING: mentions of depression, suicide, abusive/toxic relationships, murder, unethical uses of telepathy, bullying and disassociation

NOTE: Because I’m well aware of feelings on “related/children of” ocs if that’s something you’re uncomfortable with but would still like to interact with her feel free to mentally replace Xavier with “Some Telepath Guy”. Please just let me know if that’s the route you’re taking when we interact!

TLDR VERSION

► Veronica is the epitome of an unplanned pregnancy ► mother quickly married and passed off Veronica as her husband’s ► once Veronica’s telepathy kicked in it was all downhill ► 2 suicide attempts (12, 14) ► enters full blown disassociation and fucks off to the astral plane ► at least until a hot mutant guy shows up ► fucks up and does a murder with said guy ► tries to make him less fucked up with telepathy ► makes him more fucked up ► reluctantly helps kill at least 2 more people ► kills the bf, hides the evidence mindwipes as needed ► pings on cerebro since she’s been a busy bitch ► ???? ► PANIC

LONGER

Veronica is completely an accident. She’s simply the product of a short lived rebound relationship where something or someone messed up or forgot something and Oops! Pregnant! Jessica never felt any need or desire to inform Charles since and looking out for numero uno just got back with her usual on again-off again boyfriend Robert Moore, got married pronto and passed off Veronica as his, never telling anyone the truth. Her telepathy began to kick in as she grew up and made her life increasingly more difficult, with aloof parents and no way to cope she became fairly withdrawn and extremely depressed. Eventually she impulsively attempted suicide at 12 by overdosing on sleeping pills at a sleepover, she was taken to the hospital and suffered no real damage from it. Terrified however of getting in trouble she didn’t admit to her struggles with her telepathy, depression or feeling out of control but instead claimed she’d just wanted help falling asleep and misread the label, she actively used her telepathy for the first time helping people buy that line. She attempted it again at 14, again very impulsively, by slashing her wrists, not too long after doing that she realized she didn’t actually want to do that and was taken to the hospital again, this time she didn’t lie or use telepathy and actually got treatment. Treatment was only ever so effective since she never admitted to the biggest source ( her telepathy ) and none of it could turn it off. Over the years as her struggles increased her propensity to and the intensity of her disassociation did as well. After her last attempt she basically just completely checked out, using her mental powers to essentially move her mind to the Astral Plane, only keeping enough awareness and such to like, feign normalcy and not be in a coma. It did mute her telepathy significantly but also killed off her personality in the corporal. At 16-17 Jace comes to their school and Veronica is instantly interested because 1. has obvious physical mutations 2. she can’t read his mind well– if at all. The quickly bonded over their mutual mutant status and dislike of school, people etc., but things started to get….red flag-y. She started to see how unhinged and possessive he was not too long before they committed the accidental homicide of her best friend, which she then covered up with her telepathy. Desperate to fix things and not get in trouble Veronica took advantage of a brief chink in his mental defenses and tried to make him less dangerous. Naturally this went horrifically wrong and he became more dangerous – more obsessive about her, more unstable and more bloodthirsty. Before she fully realized how just much she’d fucked up he’d tricked her into committing at least 2 more murders and covering them up. Eventually it came to a head and she ended up killing him and burning his body in the woods, tinkering with minds as needed to keep things quiet. Of course all this large use of mutant powers in a fairly sort period lit up on Cerebero and welp, here we are today.

#VERONICA ❭ META

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