The Children Have Arrived

Boots

i want to fall in love with someone the way i love stars

give me one more ad for fucking dulcolax, tumblr. i swear to god

waking to the reality that the police are the biggest organized group of serial killers in the United States will really make you so numb and bored of true crime

GUYS I FOUND MY NINTENDO DS AND IT STILL WORKS AND I HAVE SPENT THE MORNING PLAYING MARIO KART DS AND BRAIN AGE EXPRESS

meet virginia jotakak live music au!!!

i’ve never posted my own writing before so here goes!! (this is just word barf tho. bouncing ideas off the walls of my enclosure)

jotaro is a solo live musician; mostly at restaurants and festivals; on guitar and singing kakyoin is part of a duo live musicians group originally; dio is on guitar and singing and kak is on drums and backup/side singing dio is an asshole and ditches kak at the last minute before a small restaurant show, trying to embarrass kak bc he (dio) doesn’t wanna play at such a small place joot regularly plays there so the restaurant owner calls him up like “hey i need a guitarist tonight. i’ll pay double your tips. plus you keep tips. that’s triple.” and joot can’t let that go obv that’s like so much money so he goes joot was not informed that there was a drummer, he thought the whole band had ditched. very nervous and trying to put on an aggravated front. kak asks if they can borrow the kitchen for a few minutes and they quickly go over what songs they both know and make their set list and determine who’s singing what they get onto the little stage (glorified store pallet more like) and ready up kaks drums and joot does a few warmup chords and stuff they play super well together, amazing chemistry. jotaro smiles most of the night, kakyoin realises what a good bandmate acts like. they end the show with “meet virginia” by train, making eye contact the whole time and smiling like a couple fools (they’re both super glad they met and got to play together) (neither knows they’re falling in love yet) after the show (before they part ways) joot gives kak half his tips before going to the restaurant owner. kak is shocked but ofc jotaro won’t let him give it back (kak doesn’t fight too hard, it’s money bro) joot helps kak pack his drums and mic away and they chat for a bit sitting on joots tailgate. getting to know each other (ie how did you get into music, whatcha doin here, etc) they leave for their own places and about a week later joot performs at the same restaurant alone. kak is at the table closest to the stage. (sneaky little vixen asked the restaurant owner for joots schedule) leaves joot a bigass tip and says “hey, virginia, nice to meet you” with that stupid pretty smile of his. joot invites him up to sing with him and plays “meet virginia” and a friendship blooms. kakyoin keeps coming to the restaurant on joots days, eventually getting his number to ask personally when he’ll play next or if he’ll be playing that day. they decide to meet together and practice together one day a week and joot thinks of asking kak to be his bandmate since not once has he seen dio (kaks original bandmate) and kak thinks of finally ditching dio. a few more weeks of practice and joot asks. kak is in a rough spot then bc dio is trying to get half of all they’ve ever made from the band. kak still agrees. joot feels bad bc maybe he’s only agreeing to get money by playing with him. they perform together at the same restaurant and then they get a huge gig at the annual (___?) festival (haven’t decided where this is set except it’s an america au. no idea what festival they would play at lol) dio shows up in the crowd and tries to harass/heckle kak. joot stands up for him and dio backs off for the moment. they perform together at the festival and they have the best time ever. joots face actually hurts from smiling so much, and by the end of it kak has happy tears on his cheeks. after the show dio follows them to the parking lot and tries to assault kakyoin. jotaro intervenes and calls the festival security and dio gets arrested. kakyoin hugs jotaro and tells him he’s so glad to be his bandmate, and joot finally gets the courage to ask kak out. he says yes (ofc) and they kiss in the parking lot under stars and festival lights and decide it’s the best night either of them have ever had. GONNA ELABORATE!! I WANT TO WRITE THIS BUT I NEED MORE BRAINSTORMING!!

Short Story Recommendations

These all fuck me up to a varying degree of emotions

Crime

Philomel Cottage - Agatha Christie

Lamb to the Slaughter - Roald Dahl

Death and the Compass - Jorge Luis Borges

Horror

The Landlady - Roald Dahl

A Walk in the Dark - Arthur C Clarke

The Wife’s Story - Ursula K Le Guin

The Veldt - Ray Bradbury

The Hanging Stranger - Philip K Dick

The Colour out of Space - H P Lovecraft

The Spider - Hanns Heinz Ewers

Sad

The Life You Save May Be Your Own - Flannery O’Connor

A Small, Good Thing - Raymond Carver

Cathedral - Raymond Carver

The Haunted Boy - Carson McCullers

The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas - Ursula K. Le Guin

The Chef - Andy Weir

The Martyr - Ngugi Wa Thiong’o

Jambula Tree - Monica Arak de Nyeko

The Rats Do Sleep At Night - Wolfgang Borchert

Sci-Fi

Love is the Plan the Plan is Death - James Tiptree Jr

The Last Question - Isaac Asimov

The Nine Billion Names of God - Arthur C Clarke

The Star - Arthur C Clarke

Reunion - Arthur C Clarke

The Commuter - Philip K Dick

Exhibit Piece - Philip K Dick

To Serve Man - Damon Knight

Brothers Beyond the Void - Paul W Fairman

What the Fuck?! 

The Lottery - Shirley Jackson

A Collapse of Horses - Brian Evenson

Some of Us Had Been Threatening Our Friend Colby - Donald Barthelme

Hopeful Monsters - Hiromi Goto

The Box Social - James Reaney

He-y come on ou-t - shinichi hoshi

The Garden of Forking Paths - Jorge Luis Borges

Stories of Your Life and Others - Ted Chiang (just the entire collection bro)

Other

Broken Routine - Jeffrey Archer

A Man Who Had No Eyes - Mackinlay Kantor

Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been - Joyce Carol Oates

The Lady, or the Tiger - Frank R Stockton

The Continuity of Parks - Julio Cortázar

The Dinner Party - Mona Gardner

A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings - Gabriel García Márquez

On Exactitude in Science - Jorge Luis Borges

get bapped loser /lh

reblog to bap prev with your paw

teaching my irl blorbo how to use tumblr. i feel like a dad teaching a kid how to use a typewriter