he's everything that i aspire to be

anonymous asked:

Could I please get a small scenario where in hiding omega 2p italy disguising himself as a alpha meets a alpha s/o (in a all alpha school or something is optional)

There they were. The alpha. Luciano had been a tad jealous of them but at the same time he admired them so much. They were so much stronger and in control of everything. Just like what he aspired to be. He wanted to be in command but instead he was always the one being bossed around, seeing as he was an omega. Luciano crept behind the alpha, a bit nervouse to speak to them after he had gotten himself into trouble with members of a whole other pack. “What do you want?” The alpha asked to what they saw, another alpha. “I just wanted to ask if you were willing to join a hunt” Luciano replied, standing strong. The other alpha nodded and went back to work. Luciano went off to a nearby tree and exhaled. He held a small bottle and smiled. The transformation potion did work after all. The omega sighed and stayed near to watch the alpha. S/O, the alpha, felt like something was off. Despite being near another alpha, the whole time they could pick up nothing but the smell of sweet linger in the air…specifically near that strange new alpha.

can we just. take a moment to appreciate how amazing yuuri katsuki is? like truly. he is. amazing. can we please talk about how hard he works at maintaining a peak physique for skating? can we please talk about how endearing his love for food is? can we please talk about how amazing and brilliant he is for skating to the victor nikiforov’s free program in his off season to near perfection when he isn’t at what’s considered the ideal physique for figure skating? can we please talk about how he’s the top men’s skater in japan and most likely owned japanese nationals and like. every competition in the junior division? 

and not only that, but yuuri katsuki made it to the grand prix while getting his college degree and studied in america for five years while ranking high enough in competitions and making it to the grand prix final. and the only reason he flubbed was because he went through a lot? his dog died, he binge ate and just… he wasn’t at his best and oh he’s just so scared and anxious of letting people down and blames himself for things he just can’t control and honestly like?? give him?? a hug?? the biggest hug??

and despite all that, he still got back up again, still got himself out of his slump. he trained his ass off, got to work, made the most of his time with victor and is still! making the most! of his time with victor! he’s just so good! amazing! iconic! everything i aspire to be! i love him! i love yuuri katsuki!

an incomplete list of lines in aftg that will always fuck me up

“Did you know I’ve never been skiing?”

“I told her what would happen if she raised her hand again. She had no right to look so surprised.”

“His father. Your coach.”

“Who said ‘please’ that made you hate the word so much?” “I did.” / “I was seven,” Andrew said. “I believed him.”

“If it means losing you, then no.”

“Go on, tell me again how I’m too unbalanced to understand normal brotherly affection and love. Tell me this is natural.”

“Good,” Neil said quietly. “So now you understand why Andrew killed your mother.”

“Do you honestly think that if I wanted to kill someone, whether it was myself or someone else, that I would fail so spectacularly at it so many times?”

“Neil,” Wymack said, “between you and me, I don’t think you’ve ever been fine.”

“I’m tired of being nothing.”

“Would it kill you to let something in?” “It almost did last time.”

“Neil? Are you all right?” Neil smiled. It felt like it tore his face open. “No. No, I’m not.”

“Thank you,” he finally said. He couldn’t say he meant thanks for all of it: the keys, the trust, the honesty, and the kisses. Hopefully Andrew would figure it out eventually. “You were amazing.”

“Everything I needed, you already gave me. You let me stay.”

“You are a Fox,” Andrew said, like it was that simple, and maybe it was.

“Wait, he chose Neil over you? That sounds a little serious for a fling, don’t you–” Nicky glanced at Neil’s blank face and faltered. “News to you too, huh?”

“That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t blow you.”

“I won’t be like them. I won’t let you let me be.”

“Stay,” Andrew said, and leaned down to kiss him.

This was everything he wanted, everything he needed, and Neil was never letting go.

Here are my thoughts on mystic messenger V route.

People are complaining like “V and Rika are perfect” and “ don’t let V love MC” not to mention all the “soulmates” BS…..


Honestly if you notice all the “bad ends” are unhealthy relationships, throwing yourself at 707 even when he doesn’t want it, telling Zen his dreams and aspirations are childish and he shouldn’t be acting, telling Jumin he should give everything and his cat up for you, and feeding Yoosungs unhealthy obsession with Rika.

All of those bad ends are examples of unhealthy relationships, so honestly I don’t know why cheritz world leave V with an unhealthy ending before, maybe as an example? But all of you saying “he was her soul mate” and “ he would have Stayed no matter what because __________” I understand what he said….. I understand what you all think. But to be honest all you are doing is saying that this is okay.

I don’t care if it is a V route for MC, or a V route for Rika, I just hope it ends in a healthy relationship for V.

#NobadendforV and by this I mean, I want him to have just once end at least with a healthy relationship with someone…. An end where he isn’t in an abusive relationship, and an end where he is alive.

Her mental illness was no excuse for her to abuse him, just as it should be irl. This is coming from someone with mental illnesses, but also someone who had been in an abusive relationship.

If all of this was reversed, and V was a woman, Rika being a man you know you would be so upset about this. They are both mentally ill, they were in a TOXIC relationship. Please keep this in mind.

he’s up before 8am, likes working and enjoys stepping out of his comfort zone wow can’t relate but i aspire to be…… everything he represents

Seijou Youtubers AU #2

I really should be doing my homework and projects but I really wanted to post this so here you go. This is Iwaoi’s Q&A after Oikawa proposed, shhhhh. This is how I imagined their Q&A went, they take turns to read the questions so why not.

[If you want this to be fluffy, imagine them sitting together on their shared bed with Iwaizumi on Oikawa’s lap.]


Question: How long have you two been going out?

Oikawa: 5-6 years? We started dating during our university years, though we have known each other since we were kids.

Iwaizumi: What he said.


Question: Who confessed?

Oikawa: Me.

Iwaizumi: Him.


Question: Who cooks or does most of the chores?

Iwaizumi: Me. This man can’t cook for shit, he must also never be allowed into the kitchen because he seemingly broke the sink, set our kitchen partially on fire and destroyed 26 of our mugs.

Oikawa: Iwa-chan! That’s an over-exaggeration!

Iwaizumi: No it’s not, stop denying it in order to protect your huge ego.

Oikawa: *Whines*


Question: Do you two want kids? If yes, how many and what would their gender be?

Iwaizumi: Two would be nice.

Oikawa: Yeah. We’re fine with any gender.

Iwaizumi: Just as long as they don’t grow up with his shit fashion choices.

Oikawa: Iwa-chan I’m your future husband why.


Question: Have you two ever fought?

Oikawa: Eh, yeah of course. But if you mean a serious argument, then maybe only once or twice.

Iwaizumi: During our University years.

Oikawa: Yeah, long distance relationships were really hard, we studied on opposite ends of the world almost. It strained our relationship because we couldn’t neglect our studies, we barely contacted each other, and that worsened things.

Iwaizumi: I was stressed out about all the assignments I had to work and didn’t want to lead him on, I guess I thought staying together was selfish on my part. 

Oikawa: It got better though. I flew over and we managed to work things out. Though before that we didn’t text or Skype for two weeks.

Iwaizumi: Stuff happens. He makes it better. 

Oikawa: Yeah, and I’m probably the luckiest guy to still be able to call him mine.

[*Oikawa kisses Iwaizumi on the cheek.*]


Question: What do you aspire to achieve here on Youtube?

Oikawa: More milk-bread.

Iwaizumi: A channel where people feel safe.


Question: Any embarrassing facts about the other?

Iwaizumi: He wears alien boxers, sleeptalks, sings in the shower; using the shower head as a microphone, and steals my fucking cereal.

Oikawa: Well you have a crush on Godzilla!

Iwaizumi: Everyone knows that!


Question: What do you love about the other person the most?

Oikawa: That’s like asking me which baby you want me to kill. I love everything about my Iwa-chan, choosing one is absolute torture… Although, you may not know this but Iwa-chan has a nice ass.

Iwaizumi: And he’s a dick to make up for his lack of one.

Oikawa: *Offended look* That was uncalled for Iwa-chan!

Iwaizumi: Your face is uncalled for.

Oikawa: And you know very well I don’t have a small dic-

[*He bleeped this part*]


Question: Any favourite bands or Singers?

Iwaizumi: Get Scared, Starset, The Neighbourhood, Nine Lashes, Red and maybe Simon Curtis.

Oikawa: That’s a lot Iwa-chan. I only have one.

Iwaizumi: Who?

Oikawa: You. *Winks*


Question: Guilty pleasures?

Iwaizumi: Videogames or binge-watching The BigBang theory on Netlfix.

Oikawa: Fanfiction.

Iwaizumi: Of who?

Oikawa: *Hesitates* … dogs.

Iwaizumi: Liar. You read fanfiction of us don’t you?

Oikawa: The world will never know.


Question: Do you play/like Pokémon? If yes, who is your favourite legendary and Eeveelution?

Iwaizumi: Yeah, we play them. For me, it’s Umbreon and Giratina.

Oikawa: Mine is Sylveon. I don’t really have a thing for legendaries.

Iwaizumi: I just thought of something.

Oikawa: What.

Iwaizumi: You remind me of Empoleon.

Oikawa: What why.

Iwaizumi: Proud and Narcissistic.

Oikawa: …

Iwaizumi: It’s Pokédex entry is literally “If anyone were to hurt its pride, it would slash them with wings that can cleave through an ice floe.” It’s you as a blue penguin.

Oikawa: I’m not a penguin.


Question: Would you suck dick for a million bucks?

Iwaizumi: I suck it all the time so why not.

Oikawa: Iwa-chan I thought you said not to talk about our personal-

Iwaizumi: I do what I want.

Oikawa: *Is now aggressively turned on*

Iwaizumi: *He notices cause he is on his lap.*

Both: *Murmuring*

Oikawa: … Uhm, I have a gag reflex.


[Very obvious jump-cut because Iwa’s hair is rather messy and it clearly wasn’t just now. Also, *chokes* is that a glass of water that wasn’t there? Wow, what could it possibly be for?]

Oikawa: That’s all for today’s Q&A!

Iwaizumi: *Can’t talk*

Oikawa: Well, see you next time! Iwaoi out!

Iwaizumi: *Small wave*

[*Camera stops recording*]


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anonymous asked:

would it be too rude to ask for more lance and pidge headcanons

not rude at all my guy this is all i do with my life

  • The Meme Team™
  • lance, smushing pidge’s face to his chest: “never talk to me or my child ever again”
    • alternatively: pidge pretends to be lance’s kid whenever he tries to flirt w someone
  • lance secretly aspires to one day be as savage as pidge
  • “excuse me sir I lost my friend lance, can I make an announcement?” *pidge leans into the intercom* “goodbye you little shit”
  • lance is horrified by the state of pidge’s everything. you don’t sleep a full 8 hours a night?? you don’t exfoliate??? and how could you just forget to trim your nails what the fuck are you a cat-
    • he detangles pidge’s hair regularly and angrily
    • hunk walks in on this once, vaguely recalls a documentary on monkeys’ grooming habits that he saw on animal planet once, and then leaves
  • “i have a problem” “you have many but go on”
  • actually a pretty horrifying duo. usually use their power for dumb pranks but one time some aliens make the mistake of capturing the two of them together and it takes them like five minutes to blow up their base
  • constant mecha anime jokes
    • “get in the robot, lance”
    • “don’t believe in yourself pidge. believe in the me that believes in you”
    • one day lance wakes up in a cold sweat and barges into pidge’s room. “pidge. pidge oh my god” “lance what the fuck” “pidge we’re piloting a fucking gundam oh my god”
  • *one walks into the room* the other: “yikes”
Anan translation - Endo Aya’s strategies for going after the sextuplets.

Totoko’s voice actress’s comments about what the brothers might be like to go out with and her tips on how to win them from the recent Anan special magazine. 

Endo Aya’s strategies for going after the sextuplets.

Totoko-chan, the super cute only girl in the group. She’s very popular with the sextuplets, and we’re as jealous as could be. Together with Endo Aya who performed her, we’re going to examine their manly charms in a somewhat serious way!

She’s Totoko-chan so she understands?! The sextuplets “manly charms.”

The beloved heroine Totoko, whom the sextuplets never stop admiring. Since she is approached by them constantly on a daily basis, she’s bound to know about their attitudes towards love, and (we’re not sure whether or not they actually have any) their manly charms. Therefore, we threw Endo Aya, who played Totoko the closest observer of the sextuplets for half a year, the silly question, “What are they like as men?”

(Endo) To start with, whatever they may say, I think that they are kind boys. No matter how selfish Totoko gets, they face her head on and take the blow. This time, I tried thinking about each of them carefully, but even though they are jobless virgin NEETs who sponge off their family, there are moments when I suddenly felt like they were “good men” and I got flustered, lol. Despite telling myself that “If I went out with them they’d definitely be a burden,” I had a hard time keeping my cool. (Lol)

So she has analysed each of their manly charms, from Osomatsu to Todomatsu, and has proposed her strategies for going after them.

With this you can be just like Totoko… perhaps?

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I don’t get it.

I just.  Don’t get it.

I keep seeing people praising to the high heavens on Zenos and how effective a villain he is compared to previous ones and just…I don’t get it.

Compared to the villains of Heavensward, what does he even have?  Compared to Thordan VIII, a man so completely, solemnly devoted to his twisted visage of what Ishgard is meant to represent, a veritable symbol of exactly the corruption that plagues the city-state of Ishgard from within?  Compared to Nidhogg, a specter twisted by rage and hatred to the point where he cares not that the object of his vengeance is long dead, only that his enemies suffer the way he has, long ago?

Like, I found Thordan and Nidhogg interesting, dynamic, and above-all threatening villains.  The scene where Aymeric attempts to plead with Thordan to see reason in his throne room was, I found, a very understated but effective scene - showing that, in truth, Thordan is not a hypocrtie nor a power-hungry fool.  In his own twisted imaginings, everything Thordan does is right in a way that I found genuinely chilling.  Nidhogg, meanwhile, is never not fucking scary every time he shows up.  In a way that Zenos could only dream of being, Nidhogg has a presence that is really felt in every scene in which he appears.

Zenos…is an obnoxious entitled brat with no personality beyond ‘likes to fight and wants to fight someone worth fighting’.  Which is a fine way to write a villain, I suppose, and I’ve seen it done well before - FMA’s King Bradley/Homunculus Wrath, for instance - but Zenos Yae Galvus never aspires to the level of ‘threat’ that I would like a villain to have.  Aside from the very first scene he’s in, I never felt any threatening presence from him the way I did Nidhogg, or Thordan.  I just felt ‘ugh, this fucker again, can we move on to something else, please’ because of the ridiculous extent the game goes to enshrine this obnoxious manbaby as a Scary Dude.

Hell, I even liked Gaius more, even with all the issues and sloppy writing ARR had, Gaius’s motivations and personality made him genuinely interesting to me in the way that Zenos felt boring.  I just…I keep seeing everyone praising Zenos to the high heavens, and I don’t get it.

I requested MC with selective mutism a while back but just for vanderwood and saeran, could I get that same prompt with the whole RFA + V? - Kas

✿ Oh wow you’ve stuck around for a long while! That was ages ago! Thanks for your support, and double thanks for contributing to my Ko-Fi!

Here’s the original!

Yoosung

  • He doesn’t care. Like he just - doesn’t care. Like he’s been forming these complex, indepth relationships on LOLOL and yeah, sometimes he voicechats, but half the people don’t so he’s completely comfortable with navigating a conversation where he speaks and the replies are all in text. It makes for some hilarious logs later, and sometimes you go back and laugh about them.
  • He gets you into LOLOL, and it’s freeing to be in this entirely text-based world where you don’t have to speak. It doesn’t matter. For once? Everyone is on your level!
  • When you join in on raids and people voice-chat to communicate, it’s easy enough to accommodate you and your particular needs. If you don’t have the time to type something you need to say, you macro it! Yoosung shows you how. It’s easy!
  • What a world of wish-fulfillment, far from the noisy and chaotic one where everyone just wants to hear your voice.
  • Your text communication with him is very nuanced. Sometimes, a picture is worth a thousand words, and a meme is worth a thousand more, and when he asks you what for dinner and all you send is shrug.jpg?
  • Well, he snorts and has his answer.
  • On the voice-chatting program, you become the “guild robot” who occasionally pipes up using text-to-speech. You often use the artificial voice to stay things that are absurd yet hilarious. There’s an entire five minute bit where you all die laughing over how it pronounces kumquat.
  • (Every time you think of it, you snicker.)

Zen

  • With Zen, it’s a lot of tugging on his jacket sleeve and pointing.
  • He’s shockingly good at silent communication; is it his skills as an actor? He’s used to projecting so many emotions that he’s amazing at interpreting them in others. To him - your face is an open book, and gosh, does that make things easier.
  • When you’re overwhelmed, he’ll take you on a motorcycle ride. He’ll order for you at the counter so as to not make a big deal of things, and he’s fine with the silence and with texting you under the table. It gives him a chance to look at your face, anyway, to star at you lovingly and watch you squirm as he calls you his cute babe♥.
  • It kinda… freaks everyone out, honestly? People ask him if he’s a mindreader, because half the time, you don’t even need to tell him what you’re thinking. Sometimes, he doesn’t even need gestures, he just looks at you and knows.
  • He says it’s because he knows you well; they say it’s some kind of advanced telepathy device.
  • it’s not ‘they’ it’s seven it’s seven who’s saying all this
  • Zen likes it when you rely on him, and he’s wholly and entirely supportive as you go to therapy and as you slowly, carefully start to come out of your shell.
  • He’ll be there, he says. You’re my precious angel; how could I do anything else?

Jaehee

  • Briefly, Jaehee is disappointed, and admittedly a little perplexed. You don’t talk? she thinks, her fantasies of sitting beside you in front of Zen’s musicals and singing along crushed with a single sentence. She tries not to be sad. She tries to understand. But -
  • She can’t help it. It’s there, it’s unavoidable, but she doesn’t blame you, and she reorganizes her fantasies and moves on.
  • Instead, it becomes the buzz of her phone when she’s stuck late at the office, a message from you or, perhaps, a picture. It becomes your smile on a moonlight night, or the way you giggle at one of Zen’s hammy lines. the milky white fuzz of a whipped-cream mustache on your upper lip and how she wants to reach out a thumb to wipe it awa- 
  • (Jaehee pauses then, adjusts her collar, and gets back to work.)
  • It doesn’t occur to her to ask why; she figures if you want her to know, she’ll know in time, and if you don’t - well. That’s alright too. Your history is your own to share as you please, and she certainly knows how painful it is to let others know about what’s happened to you. 
  • She becomes used to finding notes from you. Good luck, Jaehee! slipped into the tax forums. Today’s going to be great! lying on top of the coffee beans, and You look pretty today! taped on the mixer she uses to make her cakes. She smiles, and makes you a latte with a heart formed from the cream.
  • Jaehee learns the sound of your footsteps, the particular way your shirt rustles when you walk by her. Jaehee learns the difference between a sniff of amusement and a sniff of disapproval, and when it’s an alright time to hold your hand.
  • After what feels like no time at all, she’s forgotten even the possibility of her old wishes, like they’d become so unimportant she’d forgotten they’d ever existed in the first place. What remains isn’t silence - it’s filled with a million small things she might not have noticed otherwise.
  • Jaehee’s entire life has been about rushing and doing things as fast as possible, and now that she has a chance to slow down and listen…
  • It feels good.

Jumin

  • When he says that he wants to hear your voice, your heart shatters because you know you can’t speak, even for him. But when he says that just hearing you breathe is enough - just knowing you’re alive, knowing you’re listening - it’s put back together again, and you have to press your hand to your mouth to keep yourself from crying.
  • You’re an odd pair, the shiny, pristine businessman and his partner, the one that won’t talk. But you’re also a good pair, as what Jumin needs isn’t really validation… but to be understood. And you do. Sitting by his side, letting him pour out all of the feelings that no one else will listen to… you understand.
  • Exhausted, tired, worn down from trying to untangle the ugly knot that’s overcome his heart, Jumin feels a buzz in his hand, and he checks his phone to see a message from you.
  • ‘I love you.’
  • He smiles because he knows you do.
  • Jumin doesn’t need you to speak. He doesn’t have any ‘romantic aspirations’ of how one day you’ll feel comfortable enough to vocalize your thoughts for him, nor does he particularly mind the silence as you walk by his side. All he needs is to look you in the eyes - those eyes filled with such compassion - and he knows, in his heart, everything that you want to tell him.
  • To him, your ‘voice’ is the click-click of your phone’s keyboard. To him, your ‘voice’ is the way you’ll tug on his sleeve and smile, and the sound of his phone binging softly during a meeting with a message of encouragement and support.
  • Sometimes, he thinks of the mindless way his stepmothers used to prattle on, and he thinks of you, quiet and sincere and afraid to assert your own presence, and he smiles. To know what you’re thinking, he has to slow down and look for it, and he likes it, being the person who can always understand you in return.
  • Jumin doesn’t worry. He doesn’t fret. He doesn’t feel insecure, because sitting next to you, the both of you on the messenger and occasionally looking at each other and smiling…
  • That’s perfect for him.

Seven

  • It both takes him forever and no time at all to notice. Or, rather, perhaps a better way of putting it is this - he snoops into your personal information and finds it pretty easily, but doesn’t really understand the ramifications of it until much later in your relationship.
  • You’re energetic in the chat-room. You have time to moderate everything you say, and you don’t have to hear your voice when you’re typing. You joke and laugh and spam memes at each other. Seven feels like he’s walking on air.
  • And in phone conversations…? Honestly, he’s noisy enough for the both of you.
  • He knows - like, it’s clear he knows. It’s hard not to, when you don’t say anything in response to him. He jokes that he knows your true heart, and therefore you don’t have to say a word! Which in a way is… a nice thought?
  • In a way it’s not, because you know it’s not true. You’re filled in a world inundated with conversations and you acknowledge that, you’ve been dealing with it for so long, but some part of you appreciates Seven saying so.
  • It’s a bit shallow, but it’s fun, so you don’t complain.
  • It hits him one night at around three a.m., while he’s thinking about you because he’s so disgustingly in love but doesn’t know how to say it. It’s just this profound, shocking moment of revelation that you are not the way you are because of some quirk.
  • You are the way you are because the world has silenced you.
  • And it just - tears him apart inside.
  • He gets a lot more sensitive after that. He asks you… what it’s like. If you need anything. Are you okay? And you’re surprised, because you didn’t really figure him for the kind of person who took things so seriously, but he does because it’s you and he can’t help it. he asks if it hurts. He asks if there’s anything he can do.
  • When you’re hanging out… should he talk to you? Or type to you?
  • It’s weird, being asked your preferences so forthrightly, and not being made to conform to a world that wasn’t made to fit you. But Seven is so sincere about it all, and you don’t forget about that, even when he goes right back to laughing afterwards. 

V

  • Being a man who communicates in photographs, it’s only natural that he would accept someone who doesn’t want to communicate with the spoken word.
  • Honestly, he gets a little - mmmn. How to put it. Romantic about it? V has problems, and one of his problems is idealizing people’s suffering to make it “beautiful”. When you first get to know him, he is a little weird about this in regards to the “you not talking thing”.
  • Like - like you’re some kind of “silent princess” or whatever.
  • Which is a bit… alienating? And pedestal-y? And while it’s nice to not be made fun of or to be pressured into speaking (it’ll be good for you!) it’s also strange for him to weave this elaborate emotional tale about your suffering.
  • no dude.
  • you just don’t talk due to your wide assortment of crippling anxieties. don’t get weird about it!
  • You’re not beautiful because you suffer; you’re just a person trying to get through life while carrying your own blend of burdens. And he starts to realize that once his own burdens really start impeding his communication with you. 
  • V… can’t see very well. It makes logging into the chat-room hard, along with reading messages from you. You both struggle with this, because you like each other, but it seems like you keep not being able to match up with your own problems. 
  • He feels guilty. If he’d gotten the eye surgery earlier, maybe his vision wouldn’t be this far gone. You feel guilty, because - well, because of everything, because if you just “got better” faster this wouldn’t be a problem, and it’s Seven that suggests you both try to bridge the gap through technology.
  • You learn to write in braille. He starts getting the courage to navigate resources for those who have difficulty seeing, and your relationship becomes one of mutually acknowledging and finding a way around your troubles.
  • It’s oddly empowering, in a way, as you both figure out new strategies to reach out to each other. You get how the world doesn’t really feel made for you, you get the feeling of struggling, and by the end of it, V has stopped seeing you as this delicate ice princess and he, the worthless, sad man who’s ruined his life.
  • In the end, you’re just two people trying to make things work… and it does.
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I got bored and decided to highlight ten of my favorite weird/eccentric singers in modern music. Maybe they aren’t the greatest singers of all time, but they’re all unique and unmistakable. Each of them have singing voices that make you go “WTF is this?!” upon first listen, but then you slowly grow to appreciate them as you listen to more material.

  1. Yma Sumac - The godmother of all eccentric voices. This Peruvian soprano both confused and bewildered 1950s audiences with her five octave vocal range, animal imitations, and “exotica” style of music, which mainly consisted of mambos and Latin American folk tunes. Most of the other people on this liste have traces of her influence in their vocal deliveries. Check out: Tumpa and Chuncho.
  2. Screamin’ Jay Hawkins - Once an aspiring opera singer, this R&B star single-handedly created the “shock rock” genre that performers like Alice Cooper and Marilyn Manson later adopted. Emerging from coffins, evoking voodoo rituals, and scream-bellowing his way through songs about everything from soul possession to constipation? Yep, he did it. Oh yeah, and he’s rumored to have fathered over 75 children. Check out: I Put a Spell on You and Constipation Blues.
  3. Tiny Tim - While often regarded as a novelty act, this falsetto nostalgist was actually quiet sincere with his performances. His ukulele renditions of squeaky clean 1930s pop tunes led to stardom in the 1960s, although his fame quickly faded. He would later find posthumous recognition through the use of his music in cartoons like Spongebob Squarepants. Check out: Living in the Sunlight and this bizarre cover of Earth Angel.
  4. Kate Bush - The queen of baroque prog-pop (if that’s even a genre) known for singing self-penned (and self-performed and produced) tunes with a breathy, child-like timbre that’s hard to describe. Her live performances and music videos were equally as hard to describe, but nonetheless captivating. While she was a mega-star in the UK and much of Europe, her peculiar style never caught on in the US. Check out: Wuthering Heights and Sat in your Lap.
  5. Klaus Nomi - Occasionally there are singers whose voices are so strange that words fail to describe them, and this German avant-garde performer is one of them. Part soprano, part alien, and part walking pop art, his style was unmistakable, if also a bit too weird for even other weirdos to process. Still, there is a beauty about his style that shines through, especially in live performances. Check out: The Cold Song and The Nomi Song.
  6. Diamanda Galas - Her nickname in the ‘80s was “The wife of the devil”, and it’s not hard to understand why. She too started her career as an opera singer and took a turn into weird and frightening territory beginning with 1982′s nightmarish LP The Litanies of Satan. With a shrieking 5 ½ octave vocal range and infamous live performances that could scare the bejesus out of anybody, there has never been anybody quite like her before or since. Check out: Double Barrel Prayer and her cover of I Put a Spell on You.
  7. Bjork - This Icelandic maverick started her career as part of numerous alt rock bands before embarking on a highly successful solo career. While her self-produced, eclectic music was always a bit off-kilter, she has only continued to get stranger over the years, but her clear, arresting howl has stayed the same. Her influence is insurmountable, ranging from Thom Yorke to FKA Twigs and beyond. Check out: Human Behavior and Crystalline.
  8. Mike Patton - Best known for his work with Faith No More, he could only best be described as a vocal freak of nature. Possessing a monstrous six octave vocal range (the widest of any singer in modern music), he has mastered death metal, Italian pop tunes, experimental jazz, Native American chants and literally everything in-between. His style has no limits, nor do his songs from various projects, which often jump through multiple genres in the span of three minutes. Check out: Smaller and Smaller (with Faith No More) and My Ass is on Fire (with Mr. Bungle).
  9. Tanya Tagaq - Another performer of “exotic” music by Western standards, this Inuk throat singer takes music traditional to her culture and puts a plethora of innovative spins on it. Alternating between hums, buzzes, coos, and clean vocals, she is primarily a storyteller, using her voice as an instrument to paint striking mental images. Recently she won the 2014 Polaris Prize for music and caused controversy by paying homage to thousands of murdered indigenous women as part of her performance at the ceremony. Check out: Improv Performance and Uja.
  10. Julie Christmas - What would Cinderella become if Prince Charming jilted her? One listen to this Julliard-trained maniac’s voice, and you’ll get the hint. Known for her work with Made out of Babies and Battle of Mice, Christmas can go from sweet to psychotic at the snap of a finger, her vocal delivery terrifying yet intriguing to even the most hardened of metal critics. Her recent solo work is further proof of her vocal acrobatics - a fallen Disney princess, indeed. Check Out: Cooker (with Made out of Babies) and Bones in the Water (with Battle of Mice).
Can I Take Your Picture? (Draco x Reader)

Originally posted by nellaey

Request:  A Draco x reader where the reader is training to become a photographer and likes to take photos of Draco and he protests but she keeps doing it cuz he’s beautiful (cough sexy af cough) and Draco secretly loves all her photos?  - Anon

I hope you like it!


You were an aspiring photographer with a love for nearly everything around you.  Anything from a little flower that had sprouted between the cracks of a sidewalk, to a simple cup of steaming tea resting on the counter top, you would whip out your camera and snap photos from at least three different angles.

You were never really one for photographing people, that is, until one morning you realized just how photogenic your boyfriend, Draco, was.

He was sitting in an armchair by the window, dressed in his usual black attire, legs crossed, delicately holding a cup of tea, bleach-blond hair fluffy and beautiful, and head turned to look out the window with the soft pink-orange rays of the rising sun pouring through.

Before you could speak, you snatched your camera from the table where you had set it and began taking photos.  However, after the first audible ‘snap’, Draco whirled around, nearly dropping his tea.  You set your camera down.

“Were you taking pictures of me?”  Draco said, not sounding too pleased.

You grinned.  “Yeees.  Is there a problem?”

Draco knit his eyebrows.  “I’m not very fond of having my picture taken,” he replied, setting his tea down on the chairside table next to him.

“But Dracooo!” you whined and moved across the room to where he sat.  You plopped down on his lap and lay your head on his chest, tilting your head up to look at him.  Draco instinctively wrapped his arms around you.  “You know I’m taking pictures of you because of how handsome you are, right?  And bloody hell you looked hot looking out that window.”

Draco smirked.  “Did I, now?”

You swear you could see the faintest of red on his pale skin beneath that ego.  “Yes!  So am I allowed to take your picture?” you asked hopefully.

Draco thought for a moment.  “No.  Sorry, love.”

You made a puppy-pleading face.  “If you truly love me you would let me.”

He shook his head.  “Love isn’t defined in photographs.  You know I love you more than anything in this world.  Universe, I should say.”

You rolled your eyes.  “Fine.”  You pressed a quick kiss to his cheek.

“Good.  Now I ought to finish those reports for the Ministry,” Draco said and lifted you up with him, before setting you back on the ground and placing a quick yet loving kiss on your lips before heading out the door.

As soon as he shut the door behind him, you smiled.  There was no way you were going to let such a beautiful specimen (I’m creepy af) go to waste.  You picked up your camera and looked at the photo you managed to get of Draco before he noticed you were taking pictures.  It was perfect.

**Time Skip**

The next morning, even more photos of Draco were piling up on your camera.  You managed to get photos of:  Draco pouring a cup of tea, reading a book, Draco drinking said tea as he was reading said book, Draco putting the book back on the shelf, Draco putting the teacup in the sink, even more photos of Draco putting that same teacup in the sink… So basically just a bunch of photos from the same five minutes of the next morning.  How exciting.  Pretty quickly Draco caught you and you playfully ran away.

Two days later, you hadn’t taken any more photos.  You didn’t want Draco to be mad at you.  You were out with an old friend from Hogwarts exploring London.  Not thinking, you didn’t take your camera with you, leaving it in the hands of Draco.  He picked up your camera, and by using the knowledge he had gained watching you work the thing, he managed to navigate to the photo library.  He scrolled through all the photos.

He carefully observed each photo, noticing how you always got the lighting just right and the angle spot-on.  You took everything into consideration.  Noting that a little less than half the photos were of him, he finally realized just how much those photos meant to you.  He secretly adored the fact that you had taken a liking to taking photos of him.  There was no way he was going to tell you to stop from now on.

When you got back and walked through the door, you were suddenly greeted by Draco sweeping you into his arms in a tight hug.  “I’m glad you’re back, love.”

You laughed.  “Well who’s so happy to see me?”

Draco kissed your head and released you from his tight grip.  “While you were gone… I went through your camera.”

Your face dropped.  “Oh–uh–I’m sorry… I’ll delete them if you want–”

“No!” Draco interrupted.  “I realized just how much you love taking photos and how much I actually love you taking photos of me.  I’m sorry if I was rude to you at first.”

Your face lifted back into a smile.  “Really?”

He nodded.“Indeed.”

“Oh thankyouthankyouthankyou!”

“Now don’t get too excited,” Draco said smiling.  “There will be limits.”  

You knew exactly what he meant by that.

“In the mean time…” Draco leaned in to place his lips on yours in a loving kiss.  Your hands tangled into his hair while his came down to your waist.  

When you pulled apart a minute later, you wrapped your arms around Draco’s torso and looked up into his bright blue eyes.  “Sooo can we go to the city tomorrow and take some photos?”

Draco rolled his eyes and laughed.  “As you wish.”


Please let me know what you thought of it and what I could do better next time!

kokorocala  asked:

Can you relate to Flint in any way? Like, have you based his character off anything that you've gone through or your personality?

I answered another ask that kind of went into the fact that he’s a bit based on a family friend I knew who hitchhiked and drove around the country. But He’s also got some self doubt and low self worth which is something I can relate to as well. Uhh but even though I relate to Flint a lot I also gave him a lot of traits I’d like to aspire to have. Flint’s got a real big heart and even though he has a lot of low moments I think he just always keeps pushing forward. The world tries to keep him down but it can’t. I think he’s got a pretty unbreakable spirit and zest for life despite everything. Sounds corny but oh well it makes me happy writing this goofy character and that’s all that counts. 

Just great comet ensemble things ™

-Ok so at the beginning when the cast members were handing out the dumplings, the guy next to me said to the ensemble member (Heath Saunders) “don’t forget me” and Heath gives him this LOOK and he throws other people all the dumplings and looks him directly in the eyes, turns the basket upside-down and says “oH nO, wE’rE aLL oUt” honestly everything I aspire to be 

 -during dust and ashes I’m staring at Pierre and my mom taps my shoulder and points out the entire cast lined up behind us singing like fucking angels

 -Sumayya Ali laying down in front of us with her violin during Balaga and saying “I’m too old for this” I love her 

 -I didn’t see who but our basket ran out of shakey eggs one of the ensemble members kinda said offhandedly to the last person in the row “oh you got the good seats huh”

 If u saw great comet you should rb this and add more ensemble things ™

random [class 1A] HCs #1
  • Aoyama Yuuga has a list of classmates he intends to give makeovers in class 1A. Kirishima is at the top of the list.
  • Ashido Mina is bisexual. She thinks no one knows, but everyone knows.
  • Asui Tsuyu once tested Pavlov’s dog experiment on Bakugou; every time the morning bell rang, she would give him a mint.
  • Iida Tenya is the worst driver in the class. This poor schmuk is the only one in the class that failed his drivers license exam. He is now trying for the third time.
  • Uraraka Ochako participated in Asui’s Bakugou experiment by collecting data. She bought a notebook specifically for it; its color-coded and everything. 
  • Ojiro Mashirao is secretly petty. Every time a classmate wrongs him, he sneaks up behind them in the hallways and trips them with his tail. He has yet to be caught.
  • Kaminari Denki to Bakugou, “Dude, why are you salivating so damn much?”
  • Kirishima Eijiro to Kaminari, “Bro,” he says. nudging him with his elbow, “Don’t ask him that out loud.” Kirishima puts a hand to Kaminari’s ear and whispers, “But if you ask me, I think its rabies.”
  • Kouda Kouji used to be in a gang in middle school. 
  • Satou Rikidou bakes sweets for his teachers in attempt to raise his grades. It works on all of them except for Aizawa, who hates sweets.
  • Shouji Mezou was the sucker who volunteered to help Iida pass his driving exam, and boy, does he regret it.
  • Jiro Kyouka glares at every girl Kaminari flirts with. Her crush on him is obvious, but the class decides just to let things take its course.
  • Sero Hanta tapes Mineta to the wall in the common room before the girls take their evening shower. He has become popular among the females in the class.
  • Tokoyami Fumikage attends poetry slams every Thursday night.
  • Todoroki Shouto looks through his classmates’ trash bags and sells what he finds on Ebay, as the aspiring heroes of U.A. are quite popular with the public.
  • Hagakure Tooru is Todoroki’s business partner. She sells pictures of her classmates, and runs a blog dedicated to the juicy gossip within the class.
  • Bakugou Katsuki is livid. He grabs Kaminari and Kirishima by their collars. “I do not have rabies, you dumbfucks!” He then marches over to Asui’s desk, absolutely seething, and proceeds to destroy everything in his path, via his quirk. Barely a foot away from her, Aizawa mumifies him with his quirk and gives him detention for two weeks for destroying school property.
  • Midoriya Izuku somehow also gets detention as well, because he always has to get involved with any and every situation that concerns Kacchan.
  • Mineta Minoru regularly uses 4chan and reddit for tips on peeping on girls.
  • Yaoyorozu Momo submits Uraraka’s data to the U.A. science department. It ends up getting published in the school newspaper. She regrets nothing.

thegraceofebonee  asked:

Thank you for answering my question in the "sports" video. I learned quite a bit. (I'm the one who asked where butt pats come from) 😆

Thanks for asking the important questions. It’s a real pity that so few people know the story of Reginald Berrybottom. I don’t want to say he’s the greatest human being who’s ever walked this earth…. but he’s unquestionably my personal hero– he represents everything that I aspire to be in life.

I would like to see a sort of phantom-of-the-opera themed fic, where Will works for the opera, not as one of the singers, but in the orchestra pit.

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