Q: “Through this album, what do you want to communicate to those listening to it?” T: “Questions like this are the most difficult. This album’s title is ‘My Voice’. From the chorus, it’s only filled with my voice, and I put in an abundance of emotion when I was working on it. Personally, I believe that fans will recognize that emotions like that. I hope you will listen to it in the most comfortable position. Considering my records will come out countlessly going forward.”
If Dan Avidan had a tumblr:
Inspirational quotes, Indie music audio posts, traveling aesthetic, the occasional meme, vague af personal posts.
If Arin Hanson had a tumblr:
Sailor Moon, girl power stuff, all the food he can't eat on paleo, those posts that you have no idea how to explain but you reblog anyway, audio posts of himself doing character voices, "hey guys! wanna hear this song I just wrote? It's about penis!"
Me, a potato who cannot tell one end of a spaghetti from the other:
*reaches that point in a fanfic where Hannibal is about to Cook A Thing*
Oh no what’s the writer going to do!? they’re a writer not a cooker!! are they just gunna handwave it or-
*has Hannibal reel off a dazzling four course menu of indecently graphic foodporn en Français, somehow linked to his backstory, utilising Chekhov’s Ingredients (already mentioned beforehand)
demonstrating intricate knowledge of how to make it and the way the different components smell and look at different stages; the plating presentation and ingredients compliment the fic’s themes and match Janice Poon’s culinary aesthetic; Will tasting it triggers an evocative sense-memory flashback to his tough childhood in Louisiana like that
bit in Ratatouille*
It’s easy for some, difficult for many;
Being away from the person who holds your heart.
Walking through school, it’s torture.
Happy couples walk hand-in-hand,
Smiling and laughing.
I don’t feel anger when I see them;
No malice towards them, just envy.
I want what they have.
I want the person I love by my side.
I want to smile and laugh with him.
I want to feel safe and to know he’s safe with me.
Instead, I walk alone to my “home”,
Which is more like a house;
My true home is miles away.
The house is quiet,
Big and a bit empty.
Dirty dishes in the sink that I’ll clean later,
Even though they aren’t mine,
Reminds me of him and a smile forms.
I scramble to speak to him;
Text messages or maybe a Skype call,
Fearing he might fall asleep on me again.
When he does, I don’t feel angry;
No grudges to be held, just loneliness.
It’s hard, long distance,
But we make it work.
Because we know one day,
When we’re older, successful and content,
We’ll leave each morning with a kiss,
But we’ll always see each other at the end of the day,
In our own home,
In our own life,
honestly i’ve decided this is my fav shot in the whole trailer like
look what i love about this is what a fucking mess he is, greasy hair layered clothes permastubble and HIS EYES ARE SO FERAL look at everyone holding their arms out trying to calm him down listen every single one of those ARMED GUNMEN know that if he decides to attack them with his BARE HANDS they’d every one be dead on the ground in a minute
like this guy is a CYBORG like all those machines they hook him up to that metal arm with wires all the way through and machine parts running down under his skin but he’s also like a wild animal who’s been locked in a cage and stuck with cattle prods through the bars for way too long; barnes is FERAL, he’s ready to kill and die to protect steve i mean look steve’s not looking at the men with guns he’s looking at barnes because he knows who the dangerous one is here he’s not the least bit afraid of dozens of armed gunmen when barnes is beside him he’s afraid FOR them, for their lives, he’s afraid barnes is gonna lose it and murder them all and make their situation even worse
and make no mistake, it’s STEVE’S hand being out that stops barnes not anybody else’s, BECAUSE
steve is the only one who makes him a person again, this half-animal half-machine terror of a man, steve and steve’s Gentle Tender Love For His Friend are the only thing that matters to this guy anymore, steve and steve’s love and his love for steve are the only HUMAN parts left of him after all that suffering, hydra and the war turned him into something that was barely human and existed only to kill and NOW HE’S KILLING he’s a loose nuke he’s the fire you set that you can’t take back he’s gonna wreck everything in his path to keep him and steve together to Protect him like look at that face, he IS dangerous, he is INCREDIBLY dangerous, this motherfucker point blank tried to shoot stark in the FACE
and hydra can’t control him, the government can’t control him, that army of men with guns can’t control him–ONLY STEVE can say “back off” and he will
and steve knows that, look at him, he does. and it scares THE SHIT out of him.