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Black Friday Suffication (D.H.)

A/N: Day 6 of Week of Thanks, I’m still into holidays, but this one is the dreaded Black Friday. I hope y’all enjoy.

You wanted to finally do Black Friday shopping. It seemed like the grown up thing to do: wake up at 4 am to be in the store by 5 am. The problem with doing Black Friday is dealing with people. The tight spaces and multiple people make you have an anxiety attack.

For the first year, though, you thought it would be under control, you had your boyfriend Damien at your side. There had been a lot of moments where you could’ve had an attack, but he was able to calm you down before anything happened.

You had made it into the store completely fine, but immediately people were crowding when you made your way to electronics. You nodded your head and just tried to continue looking around.

As you continued looking, you ended up in front of a huge deal. It was then a swarm of people surrounded you trying to get to it.

Your breathing started to increase, you looked around and couldn’t find Damien. You tried pushing your way against the crowd, but you could barely budge anybody. Your small frame didn’t let up like it did in movies.

You felt tears start to form in your eyes and your breathing increased even more with your heart rate.

You really just wanted out.

It was that moment when you felt an arm around your shoulder, and they pushed people out of the way while they guided you out of the crowd. You didn’t look up until you heard sounds of cars and honking.

Damien had found his way to you through all the chaos. He opened the back door for you and climbed in there with you because he knew you had to let it out. He held you close while kissing your forehead, making the attack sooth over easier and a little faster than it would have if you were by yourself.

He waited for you to feel completely relaxed before he kissed your lips softly and smiled at you. His smile always lit you up and made you feel completely safe and warm. You stayed in his embrace for a few minutes longer.

You were so happy to have him as your breath of fresh air.

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On this day in music history: March 22, 1990 - “Head Like A Hole” by Nine Inch Nails is released. Written by Trent Reznor, it is the second single issued from NIN’s debut album “Pretty Hate Machine”. “Head Like A Hole” is written after Trent Reznor after tours as the opening act for fellow industrial rockers Skinny Puppy in 1988, and is in part inspired by something said by Ministry leader Alain Jourgensen in concert. He states that “listening to Ministry is like having a nine inch nail hammered into your head like a hole”. “Hole” is released as a 12" and CD Maxi single, featuring remixes by Reznor, Flood, Adrian Sherwood, and Keith LeBlanc. The eleven track CD single includes remixes of “Hole” as well as “Down In It”, “Terrible Lie”, and the non-LP track “You Know Who You Are”. Clocking in over fifty-six minutes, its running time is more than eight minutes longer than the full length album that it comes from. “Head Like A Hole” peaks at #28 on the Billboard Modern Rock chart and bubbles under the Hot 100 at #109.

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On this day in music history: October 20, 1989 - “Pretty Hate Machine”, the debut album by Nine Inch Nails is released. Produced by Trent Reznor, Flood, Adrian Sherwood, Keith LeBlanc and John Fryer, it is recorded at The Right Track Studios in Cleveland, OH, Blackwing Studios, Roundhouse Studios in London, Unique Recording Studios in New York City and Synchro Sound Studios in Boston, MA from May - June 1989. While working as an assistant engineer, handyman and janitor at The Right Track Studios in Cleveland, Trent Reznor begins making his debut release under the Nine Inch Nails moniker, at night during studio off hours with the studio managers’ permission. The album features Reznor playing most of the instruments and doing much of the programming and sequencing which is done on an Apple MacIntosh Plus computer. Released on the indie label TVT Records, it is one of the first independently released albums to reach platinum status in the US and is considered a landmark record in the Industrial Rock genre. It spins off three singles including “Head Like A Hole” and “Down In It”. Due to legal issues between Reznor and his former label TVT, the album goes out of print from 1997 to 2005, before the musician acquires the rights to the the master tapes. It is reissued first by Rykodisc, then by UMe (Universal Music Enterprises) in 2010 in a newly remastered edition. “Pretty Hate Machine” peaks at number seventy five on the Billboard Top 200, and is certified 3x Platinum in the US by the RIAA.

Nova Akropola
Laibach
Nova Akropola

“Nova Akropola” by Laibach. Industrial/electronic group from Slovenia. From the album of the same name.

As far as troll-y yet catchy industrial goes, I think Laibach’s one of the better groups out there. My cousin described them as “underground $A dance club” music, and honestly, I don’t think he was too far off as far as descriptions go. This is more apparent in tracks like “Vier Personen” and “Die Liebe”, verses this track, which is more “industrial” and noisy in nature. Do enjoy.

If you like them, you might like: Corrections House, Haus Arafna, Konstruktivists, and some MZ.412.

Emptiness

SPN FanFic

~Alone in the empty Bunker, your sadness deepens until a friend appears to help out…~

Reader, Castiel

1,679 Words

Warnings: Angst with a slightly fluffy finish. Depressed Reader, Comforting Cas.

A/N: This is my entry for Taylor’s 2K Challenge! @impalaimagining - congrats babe! Sorry it took so long… I struggled with this one. Thanks to @idreamofhazel, my sister wife and life coach for her help.

It felt like weeks since you last slept.

The bedroom ceiling offered little entertainment to your exhausted mind, but you stared at it anyway. The air was still, the room was silent. There was nothing but the sound of your breath moving slowly in and out. It passed in through your nose, filling each cell of your expanding lungs, and back out again, pushing into the void, affecting nothing. It was invisible and cold, just like you.

For the hundredth time you turned on your phone to check the time. Four a.m. You sighed and sat up, deciding to start the day. Moving was better than not, and busy hands were better than still. Maybe with something to do you could distract yourself, keep your mind away from the nothingness that had been creeping up on you lately.

You pulled on a sweater, tied your hair back, and slipped into your sneakers. You passed the mirror without a glance. There was no reason to look, you knew you were a mess. But if no one else cared, why should you? That’s when you knew it was bad. You could pinpoint the moment it all began falling part, truly falling; it was when you stopped looking at yourself.

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