you lie so well


I can’t get my guitar wet! What should I do?

Intimacy has nothing to do with sex - it is so much more than that… True intimacy is a state in which nothing exists between two people; no space, no inhibitions and no lies. It is two people who are spiritually in unison, united in a way that transcends the physical….
You can have sex with someone but that doesn’t mean it’s intimate - and you can be a million miles from someone, unable to touch them at all and be completely intimate with them. Physical distance is irrelevant if you’ve reached a state in which the entire world disappears and only the two of you exist. Together you form an impenetrable spiritual bond… nothing can come between you quite simply because nothing exists between you. You are soulmates, each possessing the others key components… one simply cannot function without the other. You cannot lie to them – they know you so well it’s as useless as trying to lie to yourself. You cannot put on any false personas with them - they know, love and accept all of you just as you are… even the darkest, ugliest parts of yourself you’re too ashamed to admit… A person who is intimate with you see’s all these things without even blinking…. with them you are both utterly vulnerable and completely safe.
And THAT is loves deepest desire… For someone to KNOW you – who you truly are because they are the closest person you have in the world and they love all of you, just as you are.
You can be physical with someone and have them for a night – or you can be intimate with someone and have them for a lifetime…
Granted, intimacy involves more time, effort and risk… but the experience is infinitely more rewarding and the love it inspires will last a lifetime…

“I guess I feel a little fake,” I admit, “saying that I’m over him.”

“So, you lied?”

“No, I didn’t lie. Or well, here’s the thing - I don’t know. I think I’m over him, I do, but I also haven’t seen his face in months. If I was to see him face to face and have a conversation with him, I don’t know what would happen. I think my heart still might plummet and shrivel up.”

There’s been a sort of a 60′s soul revival of late, and Hollywood brings us a new melting crooner named Eddie Gomez, whose new song You Lie So Well is a doo woppy retro ballad that evokes a heart rending blend of Leon Bridges and Bruno Mars. The song is the third track released off the singer songwriter’s upcoming EP. Originally from Portland, Oregon, the Latino artist mixes soulful roots with contemporary elements on his music. Eddie Gomez will be playing the Staples Center as part of the LA Sparks halftime show on July 16th.

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Nerd | Punk 

two sides of the same coin?

Nerdcup and Punkcup by @oh–you–pretty–things 

(click on first image to see clearly…)

anonymous asked:

I was wondering how each of the members (+ the usual) would act if MC got really into vaporwave untill they embodied the aesthetic / lifestyle of that classic synth look.

I had to do some research for this and I apologize for the lack of accuracy if there’s any. I had a blast doing this regardless lol so I hope you like it, anon!

- Admin Cat Mom.


  • thinks you pull it off so well!
  • not gonna lie he’s a fan of the Aesthetic.
  • had a few retro video game t-shirts somewhere in his closet and yup, they’re yours now.
  • no regrets though you look so damn good he’s weak.
  • though it may seem like you’re taking it a little bit to the extreme
  • he fully supports you as long as you’re happy and enjoying yourself.
  • and after some time he starts showing more interest in it.
  • he even asks you to teach him your ways!


  • what.
  • MC please explain.
  • what is with this music?
  • just for a second there thinks it’s from porn films and regrets it right away, hence his blushing face.
  • doesn’t have the guts to tell you.
  • and instead waits for an explanation from you.
  • and thANK GOD he did he’s so relieved.


  • lowkey likes the music you listen to, it’s oddly relaxing.
  • and she’s sort of interested in the history of the genre.
  • but she does not like the art style nor the aesthetic.
  • it’s too much for her eyes to process.
  • still, it’s good to see you so invested in something.
  • you supported her after discovering her love for coffee.
  • so it should be easy, right? supporting your love for… sampled tracks from the 80s?
  • just please don’t overdo it to the point where it’s worrisome, MC.


  • is confused.
  • turns to urban dictionary because seriously what is this obscure retro thing you’re so obsessed with?
  • “critique of global capitalism?” “elevator music?” “synthesizers?”
  • oh okay.
  • kind of gets it now, can see the appeal.
  • offers to get you a macintosh.
  • you know he would.
  • all in all, he supports any and all of your interests.
  • and is actually curious about it so he’s constantly asking questions.


  • excited bean gets on board with it right away!
  • I mean he probably got you into it in the first place.
  • so many memes.
  • what did you say? you wanna redecorate? sure!!
  • the place now looks like windows XP utopia.
  • gets you a lot of vintage stuff like vhs tapes, computers, literally anything that piques your interest.
  • personalizes a computer so that it has both current and discontinued characteristics just for you.
  • is happy that you get to bond over a common interest tbh.


  • likes the retrofuturist and nostalgic vibe of it.
  • but he’s a bit worried about some of the recurring themes of the genre.
  • so you both sit down and have a talk to clear things up
  • until you assure him everything’s okay.
  • and overall soft boi would not have anything bad to say?
  • given his artistic views, he gets excited over stuff like this.


  • initial response: ????
  • what the hell MC you’re ridiculous, stop embarrassing yourself.
  • ah, but there’s one tiny detail he’s trying really hard to hide.
  • yes, saeran choi likes and listens to vaporwave on a daily basis.
  • but he’s so ashamed of it and envies you a little for taking pride in your passion? like how?
  • after a while, he starts opening up to you slowly but surely.
  • “pft you’re listening to that crap again? try this song instead, it’s better, trust me.”


  • fucks given that day: nonexistent.
  • it’s not their thing, the art seems tacky and the music makes them feel… something they can’t quite pinpoint, it’s weird.
  • but you do you, buddy, whatever makes you happy.
  • they appreciate the warped sense of humor, though.
  • they knew you were one of a kind.
  • so they just let you be.

The thing I find funny about Merlin reveal!fics is how Arthur takes it so personally about the years of lying and I’m over here internally laughing like “omg Arthur he’s lied to everyone and you’re only thinking of yourself wow”

my brain: lie the FUCK down and go to bed so you’re well rested for once in your fucking life
me: damn daddy i love when you take control 😛😛💦

The Cook

Smoke bellows from the kitchen as the fire detectors all go off.

“FROST! Shut those damn things off!” J growls at the screeching noise but keeps his attention on you.

Flames poof from the stove as you attempt to make dinner for the both of you. You were the type of person who could burn water, but you had been taking cooking classes at the local college and thought you were getting better. (You may have been a bit delusional.)

You throw on some spices hoping it’ll cover the charcoal taste and slap the two crispy portions on steak on plates for each of you. You cringe a little at the site of it. J likes his meat nearly raw. Almost everything about J was primal, including his eating habits. You quickly put the plate infort of J seeing him cringe slightly before blatantly lieing to you.

“Looks… delicious Doll.” Ok so he didn’t lie well.

You flush crimson embarrassment growing as you join J at the table both preparing for your first bite. ‘Oh god. I dont know if I can do this.’ You eye your ‘steak’ sideways poking it with your fork like it would poof into ash at the first touch. It didn’t. Before you can muster up the courage to taste your own fucked up creation you hear J make the fakest 'mmmmm’ you have ever heard before he choked.

“Delicious Baby Doll. Your a natural. ” You stare at him in disbelief as he tryes to choke down another bite.

“J… J stop. I don’t want to be the one responsible for the death of the King of Crime…. Im not equipped to handle that…” You look at him pleadingly to stop his charade.

He stares deep in your eyes before he starts to break out in his iconic laugh.

“That sure woulda been one hell of a way to go! I can see the papers now.” He waves his hands in the air like he’s reading a headline. “ Joker the infamous crime lord found dead after fed a toxic meal.” He cracks himself up nearly falling on the floor.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah chuckles. I’ll have Frost go pick up some Chinese.” A bit irritated but mostly happy at J’s kindness to you, you skitter off to tell Frost to pick up some dinner.


Gif source:  Anakin

Imagine falling asleep on Anakin’s chest for the first time and he’s confused because he doesn’t know what to do.

——— Request for another-not-original-url ———

The mission had tired you out. It didn’t help any that night had fallen as you waited for Obi-Wan to pick you up from this jungle planet. You snuggled against Anakin, searching for warmth in the cool night air that whisked through the jungle’s trees.

But when you nodded off, you had slumped against his chest as he sat. He tensed as he realized you were asleep, worrying that if he shifted to lie down as well, it would disrupt you. So Anakin sat there, stiffly remaining upright as long as he could.

Then his leg had gone to sleep.

  • Furihata: You! You can’t lie. So tell me… What… is… fisting?
  • Kiyoshi: Uh. Hmm, well, uh, I don’t know what it’s not.
  • Furihata: You’re telling me you don’t know what fisting is?
  • Kiyoshi: It wouldn’t be inaccurate to assume that I couldn’t exactly not say that it is or isn’t almost partially incorrect.
  • Furihata: So you DO know what it is!
  • Kiyoshi: On the contrary, I’m possibly more or less not definitely rejecting the idea that in no way with any amount of uncertainty that I undeniably…
  • Furihata: Stop it!
  • Kiyoshi: …do or do not know what it shouldn’t probably be, if that indeed wasn’t what it isn’t. Even if it wasn’t being what I knew it was, that’d mean I’d really have to know what it wasn’t.

Moneybags if you hate speaking in haiku, then why are you here??
Tbh he probably knew there was a door here (which is completely skippable if you look hard enough btw) and he could just scam people to pay toll.
ALSO later on he does state that he should go back to Spooky Swamp and become a haiku poet. Why would he do that if he hated it??? I bet he actual does like talking and writing haikus and he’s just lying

  • Akashi: You! You can’t lie. So tell me… Where… is… Tetsuya?
  • Furihata: Uh. Hmm, well, uh, I don’t know where he’s not.
  • Akashi: You’re telling me you don’t know where Tetsuya is?
  • Furihata: It wouldn’t be inaccurate to assume that I couldn’t exactly not say that it is or isn’t almost partially incorrect.
  • Akashi: So you *do* know where he is!
  • Furihata: On the contrary, I’m possibly more or less not definitely rejecting the idea that in no way with any amount of uncertainty that I undeniably…
  • Akashi: Stop it!
  • Furihata: …do or do not know where he shouldn’t probably be, if that indeed wasn’t where he isn’t. Even if he wasn’t at where I knew he was, that’d mean I’d really have to know where he wasn’t.