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hannahsbackroom · 8 months
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These boys - their love, their fights
Their chemistry
Totally addicted!
Wolfie, Thomas and Ludwig - the perpetual love triangle
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starfishies123 · 9 months
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Don’t mind me … just up writing porn at 5 am on Wednesday 👀
It’s hump day isn’t it??
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mieczyslawn · 30 days
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A R T 🎨
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But there are other collective rights that are built right into the structure of copyright. For example, every musician has the right to perform or record every other musician’s songs, through “collective licensing” systems.
In a very important sense, songs do not belong to the creators who create them — they belong to every musician. When Sid Vicious wanted to record labor markets.“My Way,” he didn’t have to negotiate with Paul Anka for permission — he just paid the statutory fee and grabbed the mic.
While this might strike you as weird, there’s a good reason for it — every musician became a musician by performing the songs that were around them, and they always have.
As Jenkins and Boyle describe in their incredible book about the collective nature of music production, “THEFT: A History of Music,” Brahms’s First Symphony is commonly referred to as “Beethoven’s Tenth” because Brahms was basically a Beethoven tribute act —at least, at first (THEFT is open access, free to read and share, and you will never think about music the same way again).
Music isn’t unique in this regard. Edgar Allen Poe remixed many of the currents in his contemporary literary culture to create the detective story in 1841 with his story “Murders In the Rue Morgue.” Just as Brahms was a Beethoven tribute act, every detective novelist is doing Poe fanfic.
-United We Stand: Creation is collective - and so is bargaining
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opera-shitpost · 4 months
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RIP Cavaradossi, you would have loved Beethoven.
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domestikhighway58 · 1 year
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“So… do you want to hear the story about the Emperor’s prized chicken?”
out of context rough drafts are funny. to me at least.
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globofchaos · 9 months
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Shelter chapter 1&2
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Karl sets out to find the truth about his crazy uncle Beethoven . It was never his intention to gain a new best friend. One that will watch over him when he is gone ...
Chapter 1
Late at night around 3 am  In the Vienna realm a young man name Karl van Beethoven poured a cup of coffee while on his laptop. His eyes were incredibly exhausted after the long day sheepishly writing on a note pad with red ink . Karl slowly started growing more tired as he drank the bitter drink . A massive lightning bolt struck , causing Karl to snap out of his sleepiness.  The Viennese eyes were sunken purple from the lack of sleep . "How does my uncle ..do all of this …" he questioned to himself.  Earlier that week his uncle Ludwig van Beethoven was behind on his composing because of a "realm tour " he was going to . Karl, being the "favorite nephew " decides to help his uncle out in the hopes of getting expensive gifts in the future and more music equipment.  The work was more than he bargained for but he needed to gain  favors.  Lightning struck again this time ringing in Karl's ears , "Aaaahhh i NEED to sleep" he screamed .  The lights started randomly flicking around the tenant prompting him to worry slightly.  He turned the light switch off and started making another cup of coffee, this time pouring an entire bag of sugar and heavy cream  in the pot ."I have to stay away for as long as possible " Karl told himself, drinking it straight from the pot .
"Hahaha how are you tired when it's only 3 in the morning "a cruel voice laughed at him . Karl's eyes turned into the size as pin pricks quickly grabbed a black pan . "Zeigen Sie sich als Eindringling! " he shouted blindly swinging the weapon "Ich kann auch Deutsch sprechen " the voice replied, turning on the light revealing to be no one other than Nikolas Tesla.  "Actually I can speak acht so do you wanna speak German or Valhalla ? " Tesla asked while doing his nails . "Well smart ass that's nothing impressive Mozart can speak fünfzehn ! " Karl bragged " Is Mozart in the room with us right now ? " Tesla looked around . "Yet again that's what happens when your dorky uncle has friends that are from Poland,  France,  Germany and of course Vienna…" Karl paused " Wait a minute ..why the fuck am I explaining any of this to you GET OUT "  . "Hold on, I'm looking for your uncle Ludwig,  I wanna perform an experiment and Hrist isn't telling me anything  ! I swear Ludwig is brainwashing her " Tesla felt worried.  "I don't care ! Get lost , Geh weg, bousculer, non è il mio problema , Ite invadendi domum alienam ! " Karl pushed Tesla out " If I see you again I'm calling Hrist byeeeeee " , "But my -  " Karl slammed the door on Tesla locking it . The moment the man turned around Tesla was right next to him . Karl started swinging the frying pan like mad , "Hold on I don't mean to be a threat " Tesla easily dodged Karl swings. "What do you want, man? I'm too tired for this bullshit " Karl rubbed his eyes .
"Why are you so tired god I barely know " Tesla smiled,  " I have a lot of files to organize because my uncle is an old man who doesn't understand the internet beyond liking Hrist's group human photos and making the corniest pick up lines ever…plus that secret  file of a certain goddess "selfies '' I accidentally found .   '' Karl  turned a light shade of green .  "Selfies !? You mean those awkward ones where Hrist covered her face in a mask and was cringe, " Tesla recalled.  "No …not those '' Karl grew light headed.  " I could help organize those files …for a price …" Tesla stated,  " I have no money " Karl mentioned.   "No something worth more than money…" Tesla laughed "knowledge ! ".  "What are you talking about…" Karl whined , " Being a nurse, have you ever wanted to make the world a better place ? " Tesla pointed out.  "No, I could barely do surgery on my uncle without him complaining every 30 seconds that I'm doing it wrong  " Karl rolled his eyes . "Did you give him any anesthesia  ? " Tesla wondered. " Wait, I thought that was for humans …" Karl stopped for a moment to think "Uncle has a high pain tolerance….he wasn't even in pain just bored " .  "Hmm I remember Hlokk doing open Intestine surgery on Edison…yelling at him for taking her twin to an illegal fighting ring "  Tesla recalled. "I don't know who either are, " Karl groaned.
"The point is you are changing humanity  for the better ! Tesla pointed out . " Do I look like I give a damn about humanity ? " Karl started pushing him out "I'd say  goodbye but there is no good in goodbye with you ! " he slammed the door shut .  "But you are helping a noble cause "  Tesla was right behind him again . Nickolas was basically a salesman that just wouldn't go away .  Karl turned around quietly grabbing a rubber chicken then cracking his knuckles  . Before Tesla could speak Karl tackled him resulting in a massive fight full of angry German swearing . After a few minutes Karl opened the door . "I'm glad we had a talk ! Just remember no more random visits at three in the morning.."Karl stated . "Noted "  Tesla had a rubber chicken wrapped around him clumsy walking away.
He slammed the door rubbing his eyes with a loud sigh.  He made another pot full of coffee, pouring another bag full of sugar and cream before drinking it while organizing for his uncle.  By the time it was in the morning he was finally finished , Karl stripped most of his clothing off . He slammed himself onto Ludwig's messy bed , "Damn you uncle " Karl hissed barely able to sleep despite working all night on the project . It was probably because of the caffeine style in his system but that didn't deter Karl.  He got up going through Ludwig's medicine drawer , "He wouldn't mind right if I borrowed his melatonin right ? " Karl grabbed a bottle of gummy bear sleeping medicine.  He shoved a handful in his mouth before putting it ,s fixing the unorganized messy . Finally the medicine did its work making Karl sleepy.
While waiting to fall asleep Karl looked through old photos of Ludwig .  They say gods don't age unless they hit their prime and with Louis it's still hard to tell . Ludwig didn't exactly like talking about his childhood or anything like that . All he mentioned was that Karl was just like him . In Fact Everyone said that exact statement.  Its gotten to the point were he is nicknamed   "Mini Luddy '' from Beethoven close friends . Despite being named after his father  Kaspar Anton Karl van Beethoven, people always questioned if Karl was Ludwig's son. Quite naturally his uncle was happy to claim Karl as his own while his biological father seethed with jealousy.  Kasper never said anything but Karl could tell so he stayed quiet while Ludwig was oblivious.  Now they were rumors of Karl being Ludwig's secret  child  . Thankfully his uncle denied stating that " If I  wanted a son I wouldn't steal my brother's wife  !  " and "Karl  his  my son in spirit " . At least Ludwig finally accepted his sister in laws  after he found his girlfriend Hrist. His mother and uncle still don't like each other for gods knows why but they are quiet about it instead of screaming  . Karl wondered if  Ludwig was secretly jealous because his father and uncle had a wife and he didn't .
" Some things are just better left a mystery " he  shook his head . It was getting hard to think because of the medicine  making him drowsy.  Karl took one last look of his uncle's picture.   Ludwig hair was much shorter and raven black instead of wild mane . Despite that he is still recognizable looking every calm and full of life . A few thoughts ran through his head  making him more and more tired . "Why...do I care so much ..." Karl questioned,  he didn't have time to answer himself as his head plopped on the pillow . A few seconds later Karl fell into a deep sleep , Tesla opened the door sliding himself near Karl . "So you do care about your uncle..." Tesla whispered, grabbing an old photo of Beethoven.  The inventor never fully got along with the composer due to their clashing personalities . It wasn't hatred at all, just disdain because Tesla couldn't understand Beethoven's cold judgmental personality and Hrist warm fluffy loving smile .Ludwig just spat too much venom for Nickolas to make an antidote.
How could his darling niece  love someone so crude , childish , hot tempered,  suspicious god with less  manners then a stray dog . Tesla asked Hrist a few times on what she saw in him but Hrist only spoke nothing but good about him . She talks about how romantic and kind he is then  showed him the many gifts he gave her. At the end of the day  Hrist is a grown woman who is capable of taking care of herself in witch Tesla had learned  to accept . Sasaki and Qin seem to have taken a liking to him . Alvtir questions on why Hrist would choose someone "so old" , while the youngest one Ou asked a million questions then demanded both Karl and Beethoven play with him . Simo was fine with Ludwig but stated that " If you break her heart I'll send you into a permanent slumber ".  Basically as long as Hrist is happy then that's all that matters . Tesla could easily see how deeply in love she is with him so he let his distaste for him go, replacing it with curiosity.  Maybe one day they could get along if he just understood Ludwig more.
 
Tesla  pulled out a smartwatch clicking it on Karl's right wrist. Finally, he plucked a black feather laying it on the watch that turned a bright blue then turned off.  Tesla put the photo in Karl's arm . "Until later Mini Luddy " Tesla slowly closed  the door allowing the much younger man to sleep …at least for now …
Chapter 2
Karl woke up tasting the leftover coffee from last night , he stretched up his wings back and forth scratching his molted black feathers all over his uncle's bed . This is common for winged gods who don't close their wings before they sleep, something Beethoven always told him or else molting happens . "Hmph ? " Karl noticed a strange watch on his arm. It looked no different from your average smartwatch that you would buy online . It was probably one of the smart watches Beethoven bought for Karl that the youngster wore on and off and probably forgot about.  Karl shrugged, deciding instead to clean his feathers off and change the sheets.  After that he took the watch off to shower then dress himself.  While brushing his teeth he randomly remembered that mad scientist rambling about nonsense he couldn't  completely remember.   Whatever Tesla was talking about Karl wanted to be gone before he came back . Karl opened a draw back pouch shoving peanut butter cheddar crackers inside of it along with a charger for his bluetooth headphones . He slid the bluetooth headphones over his head while the oversized shades laid comfortably on his horns.
"This should keep me away from him, " Karl smiled at himself.  Before he could take another step he still saw the old picture of Ludwig 2nd . Karl took a picture staring at it . It was during a time where people just loved wearing suits and dresses instead of casual clothes . Till this day Karl would often beg his uncle to wear something that isn't a suit especially when he has the hygiene of a "pig in clothing " .  Granted Beethoven didn't like being called that but to Karl it was simply the truth . His uncle  needed to learn how to wear clean clothes and learn basic table manners . Karl wondered what Beethoven was like thousands of years ago . A part of him was just curious, the otherside told him to fly away .  "How long are you going to keep staring at your uncle kiddo ? " a hologram spoke to him . *click *" What the hell do you want ? "  Karl turned around pulling out his pocket knife   . "Relax kiddo it's just me .." Tesla slid his hologram back to the smart watch . "Grrrr" Karl grabbed the watch, "Woah woah woah ! Would you really break the watch Uncle Ludwig gifted to you ? Tesla teased " I would understand if you did tho you probably pon it for new headphones anyway …"..
Karl wordlessly threw his watch on the bed . He rubbed his hair harshly trying his best not to grab his horns and just scream. "What ..do you want ..' he growled furiously.  "Hmm I thought I explained enough yesterday we needed to do an experiment and well you just happened to have the smartwatch to work it out" Tesla mentioned. Angered boiled over Karl's temple , the viennese  quickly grabbed a few boxes of cigars, throwing it on his sack .  He heard footsteps passing by the door , Tesla creaked the door open revealing his black and blue eyes . "We need ..to talk .." He grinned.  "I'm not asking of your intentions again, just get out " Karl spat out . I won't be here for long give me 5 minutes and if I'm not out just call the cops " Tesla shrugged.  "I don't think this is about my uncle but go ahead I'm listening " Karl furrowed a brow  . "Remember how I told you yesterday that I was looking for Beethoven  ? Well that was a lie I was looking for the entire  time, in fact I even went as far as borrowing a smartwatch about a week ago to testc Tesla mentioned.  "Why ? Do you even know my full name ? Why so I a regular 3,000 year old man Have  anything to do with you" Karl crossed his arms.  " I want to learn more about Ludwig and dissect his brain and I figured the best way to learn is through his Nephew Karl van Beethoven and what better way to learn than through time travel  ! "Tesla jumped up and down
. "Time travel  ? " Karl moved his head , "Yes my dear good fellow Time travel  ! Something that was only thought up in movies was now possible ! " Tesla clipped the watch back on . "And why should I trust someone I barely know with such a complex and dangerous subject " Karl pointed out the obvious.  "Because don't you want to learn more about Ludwig?  Where does he come from?  His past " Tesla shook his shoulder "Well how it's possible!  " . "No .." Karl shook his head " I don't give a damn about my crazy uncle or his stupid plans " . "Lying isn't exactly nice Mini luddy I mean I just saw you stare at his pictures and hug the stuff Tazzy do you clearly miss him just a little " . "That is none of your concern " Karl replied,  " Alright but I just saying that its a once in a lifetime event. Why not live a little and have fun ? " Tesla patted his shoulder "Summer is ending this month so ..you know ".
"It must be very lonely in such a stubborn apartment with no friends battling with your schizophrenia and personality disorder every once in a while but I bet you a friend could easily change that " Tesla whispered,  "Do it …do it …do it …." Karl heard a great force tell him to just go along with it . At least for now that is to keep his mind out of boredom . " Let's get this over with " Karl sighed , " Great ! I shall make this fun for us ! " . Later Karl and Tesla sat on a park bench,  and the gifted scientist showed him how to work the simple device . "Just for a few minutes  ?" Karl made it clear that he didn't plan on going on a wild goose chase . "Yes I  already set up the time date so everything will go into plan just press the button " Tesla recalled.  "Okay .." Karl pressed the button.  He immediately felt a red aura around him glowing, "Good luck Karl ! '' Tesla stood back.  Karl mentally panicked as a ball engulfed him . Everything around him is changing.  He felt a strain pin down on his chest until a sudden force jerked him causing a massive fall onto the middle of the street.  Karl laid there for a few minutes his body processing  air  sickness.  He would have vomited if  he didn't skip breakfast that very morning . He laid there for the next 15 minutes as if he was going into a deep sleep only to be woken up by someone ruffling through his sack .  "How much money do you think he has ?" A teen asked.
" I didn't see any, just a bunch of snacks' ' said another one . "Maybe we could steal it and get guilders from it ..hmmm I wonder how much these ear warmers are worth  " the young teen touched Karl headphones.  Finally Karl woke up grabbing the teens arm with his clawed hands ``Don't touch my stuff ! " . "Ah ! A god ! " The group ran out of sight, dropping Karl's bag . Then horse clops started ma,making, Karl hear again coming his way . "Sir it's probably not a good idea to lay on the road like that, '' the horse driver warned him . Karl stumbled around trying to find his footing , "What …city am I in ? " he grabbed the book bag.  "City ? How do you not know that ? You are in Vienna '' the driver told him ."Right ,..right ,,right ahem can I get a ride?  I've seen feeling wonky for the last 45 minutes " Karl explained.  "Are you drunk?  " The driver asked , "Nope, I can't handle alcohol, which is ironic coming from a guy whose family drinks nothing but wine. In fact if I recall my grandfather or great-grandfather owned a wine company but I can't remember which one though " Karl mentioned.  "Okay …you're clearly on drugs " the man thought but didn't say out loud,  he let Karl in the cart for a few guilders.  "Hmm this place has a lot more horses then i remember…" Karl started recording certain events . "So where do you come from, you seem kinda lost  ? " the driver  asked . "I'm visiting for my uncle Ludwig van Beethoven  " Karl answered " do you know where he is  ? " . "Beethoven? " the man rubbed his chin "I think i've heard of that name…" . "Yeah he is a world famous Composer and musician !" Karl mentioned.  "That's a funny way of saying trouble maker! all he does is get drunk and start fights at heuriger " the driver huffed .  "Do you know which one he might be in ? " Karl questioned putting a cloak over his body .
A while later Karl stood in front of a wine tavern , "Wine ….of course it's wine ..,"  he opened the door.  The strong smell of booze  , cigarettes and old cheap perfume made his nose burn.  "Geez, what is this place ? It looks like the rotting end of a shit stained train station…" he commented between steps "the tavern i go to looks much better than this …" . Karl's appearance got him unwanted attention so he sat down . He tapped on the table " Hey bartender…bartender " . "What do you want !?  " a middle aged man rudely commented . " Do you ..uh ..have any water ? " Karl questioned, "Water ? Does this look like a damn pre k center  to you?  " the bartender gritted his teeth . "Okay maybe grape juice ? Apple juice ? Root beer ? Lemonade?  I can't drink alcohol because of my -"  Karl tried to explain but was cut off with the bartender slamming a bottle of  orange juice  "now get out of my sight " the bartender growled.  Karl sat on a table far from the area where he was scolded . He then poured orange  juice onto the cup sipping on it . "I hope I see my uncle soon " he sighed in defeat .
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llfreude · 2 years
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bg-sparrow · 1 year
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Ten First Lines (Again)
So, I already went ahead and did my most recent ten first lines here, but as @moonlightandstarshimmer actually tagged me this time, I thought I'd share ten more first lines from fandoms other than Back to the Future that I've written for! All links lead to AO3!
FFHQ (M, multi-fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean, BBC Sherlock, Iron Man, Game of Thrones, Star Wars): “I thought we only needed one sub today?”
Principles of Compromise (T, Pirates of the Caribbean): A figure blew passed the window of the blacksmith's shop in the alley.
Unprecedented Youth (G, Pirates of the Caribbean): Jack stood idle amongst the drunks and wenches of Tortuga’s finest, the bunch that had claimed the Faithful Bride tavern as their own.
The Captain (G, Pirates of the Caribbean): The heavy door slammed off the wall, causing a fine stream of ink to steer across the paper recklessly, marring an excellent display of penmanship.
What to Expect When She's Expecting (T, Iron Man): "Vegas? I thought you were taking Pepper out?"
Perignon & Paleobotany (T, Jurassic World): "In the two years I've been with IBRIS, we've made phenomenal headway with this particular group of raptors."
Vibrations on the Air (G, Copying Beethoven): Eighteen months to the day, Anna Holtz was handed the letter that would change her life.
A Mercy, Tolerant (T, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy): He was the Master of the Knights of Ren.
Extra Dry, Extra Olive (T, Iron Man): It was unacceptable, the way she had just behaved.
Under the Weather (G, Mary Poppins): It was not a day of promise if you looked out the window of Number 17 Cherry Tree Lane.
Thanks again for the tag, my friend! Enjoy!
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classicalfate · 9 months
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Classical Fate chapter 1
The full glowing white moons pierce through the sky blending in with the lights over the bright city that decorated itself with bright blinding  lights. The noise of the constant honking drove a certain polish to the brink of insanity . "Fuck I'm up ! " he cussed out, shaking his head  . The Auburn reddish orange tinge covered his eyes  as he shook them . The one and only Chopin checks his phone realizing it's now  3am. "It's time .." Chopin stretched his arms and legs getting ready to start his night.  He took a two hour sleep just to see up for this specific event . Chopin walked over to his book shelf where his collection is. The collection is filled with both manga and video games in a neat alphabetical order . After about 10 seconds he grabbed a small game titled "cyber station 3 " . Chopin smirked, putting it right back . He then opened the window at the hotel . Chopin stared at the small number of  cars down the street. He was so high up in the hotel they all looked like dots painted in bright lights . Despite that there weren't many people around at this time of night .Chopin always preferred the moon over the sun . Night time was his only escape , a place where he can sleep into the land of dreams or better yet play video games . Dovo the hippo nudged against his knee . "I'll be back later " Chopin petted his pet hippo, the   pachyderm blew a nose full of steam .  Without a  single word Chopin opened the window taking a swan dive out . He started singing peacefully in  his native language .
🎼Miasto trzyma moje serce (the city holds my heart) 🎼
🎼jasne jak słońce o północy ( as bright as the midnight sun )🎼
🎼dzisiejszej nocy uczynię tę noc swoją własną ( Tonight I will make this night my own)🎼
Suddenly a bright pink aura wrapped around Chopin's body very tightly until a vivid burst of energy shot up at the sky . Just before Chopin hit the ground he reached his arm out shooting thin ropes of metallic piano wire out of his fingers effortlessly saving him from falling to his death. Chopin now had a bright silver platinum suit with a massive cape and butterfly mask.  He spun of 360 degree angle swinging around the buildings like he was Spiderman polish cousin ,   
" 🎼nikt mnie nie powstrzyma, bo jestem Fryderykiem François Chopinem 
(and no one is going to stop me because I'mFrédéric François Chopin !)  🎼" . 
Chopin threw himself thousands of feet in the air, his yellow eye  reflecting on the moon . His hand reached out at the moon and  stars before plummeting down . Air filled his lungs as Chopin breathed in and out . Pink threads that came out of no wear covered him bouncing him back up gracefully landing on a random building am running from one building on top of another pulling his phone out.  An arrow pointed towards a nearby gaming store . Chopin raises his hands blowing a handful of butterflies that flew around the store squeezing through tight crevices.  A pink one landed on a camera turning it off . Another butterfly touched on the locked door, opening it with ease . Chopin walked in, snapping his fingers to close the door back . He searched inside the store levitating various games and manga. He flicked open a small glowing ball to help him see .  "Ah there it is …" Chopin grabbed a few games but not too many because he didn't want to go bankrupt .
"COD Warzone , Assassin Creed , Far Cry , Mortal Kombat , Guardian Galaxy 5 , space racers …" Chopin picked 10 more up until a giant net overtook him causing him to fall down . "Ah ha !" A young lady climbed down out of nowhere. She wore a bear theme's outfit from head to toe from ear fake bear ears all the way down to the brown tennis shoes  . "Go away you annoying wannabe vigilant" Chopin got up only for the women to pull him . "I have been searching for you all night, " she said . "More like weeks…we have been fighting for weeks Grizzly…  " Chopin growled . "And I finally caught you butterfly man …" she snickered.  "Hmm butterfly  with a butterfly net …very funny " Chopin smirked.  The pink ball from before turned brighter, temporarily blinding Grizzly long enough for Chopin to destroy the net . "How did you …" before Grizzly had time to react Chopin wrapped her with a long piano like thread tearing apart parts of her clothing.
Each thread wrapped carefully around Grizzly arms and  legs forcing up . The sudden shift of force accidentally revealed her panties.  Chopin stood there in complete shock . A drop stream of blood from his nostrils spilled out. "Stop Don't look ! '' Randgriz turned around.  ." Shit ..." Chopin's nose bled more  " I didn't mean to do that ..." .  The wire swaddled  through her legs then brightly transformed into pants , "by the way I was not attracted to…that what's so ever " Chopin turned his head around . Once Chopin no longer deemed Grizzly a threat he released her . Chopin walked past Randgriz giving her a stern warning "Stop following me …or else " . "Or else what?  '' Grizzly furrowed a brow.  "I'm just warning you that this area is pretty dangerous at night and the next villain you may try and face won't be this  merciful " the polish man threw a metal butterfly on the ground sliding it to her . 
They stared at each other rather intensely , Chopin walked away and they both went on separately . A month had passed since that event with Chopin staying low for now . Summer has now ended much to his dismay as he now has to spend his year at university.  Specifically a college called  Classical university . A prestigious private university where only the most gifted go , though it's mostly about music it still has other classes just like any other colleges . "Hey Chopin ! " Frédéric  felt a tight squeeze from one of his friends.  A blonde tall  man with bright orange eyes that lifted him up , Franz Liszt one of the most  popular musicians of this University.  He is more known for his good looks than actual talent, not that it stopped him . Chopin considered him the closest he has ever had to a brother.  "Liszt ! ..how was your trip to Hungary …" Chopin coughed out " You're choking me …". 
"My vacation was great, thank you very much. I had more fangirls than I'll  ever know what to do with .."  Liszt replied.  "I expect nothing else from a pretty boy like you " A man with a German accent spoke out . The guy was 6ft tall wearing a leather vest along with a few scars on his arm.  He wore a bandage on the bridge of his nose and had white wild unkempt hair and light  blue eyes . "Ah …Ludwig still a dick as always " A man in a well dressed uniform and a backwards cap chucked.  "Whatever four eyes, do you have a lighter    ? "  Ludwig bit into a huge cuban cigar, giving one to Liszt .  "Why yes, what kinda smoker leaves home without one ? " Schubert grabbed his lighter, giving himself a cigarette.  "Would you like one ? "Schubert handed Chopin a cigarette , "No I have lung issues "  the polish declined. 
"You know buddy I don't understand, doesn't your musik help with stuff  like that ? Liszt blew smoke . "If It did Beethoven wouldn't need to rely on hearing aids " Chopin mentioned.  "I mean it's not my fault pops busted my eardrums as a child " Beethoven shrugged. "Wassup fam " a young man with short white hair and red eyes  named Mozart roller skated  along smoking a vape.  "It's nice seeing you all once again after two months " Mozart smiled " " Ludwig started walking with them . "How was everyone else's summer ? " he asked .
Chopin- played nothing but video games or constantly got sick in bed. I also visited my family in Poland for at least a month .
Liszt - going on tour meetings the ladies but that got boring so I became a monk 
Mozart- went on luxurious vacation with my rich family 
Schubert- stayed at the dorms to continue studying , met up with my other friend group , got arrested 6 times then chain smoked weed for 3 days straight. 
Mozart - 6 times !?
Schubert- yes 
Chopin  - are you going to explain why? 
Schubert- that one specific cop that hates me …but the charges are all dropped 
Beethoven- I spent time trying to rebuild my life by spending time with my beloved Karl 
Chopin- sounds like you all had a great time !
Schubert - hell yeah! 
It wasn't long before they got into their "all day " classes , a special program that lets them stay in the class together.
 "Ludwig  what did I tell you about smoking in class ! " Bach yelled at him "and is that wine you're drinking ? Have you no shame! " . "Ludwig put the Cigar away quickly! " Chopin warned him . "No that what wimps do " Beethoven pulled out another cigar "here you go principle  Bach " . "Exactly! " Bach snatched the cigar, lighting it up.  "Also you know alcohol isn't allowed so I'm confiscating 2 out of the 4 bottles of wine " Bach started drinking Beethoven wine in front of him " What would Joseph Haydn say about this ? He would be disappointed in all of you right now " Bach proceeded to take 6 out of 7 of Mozart vales putting it all in his sack . 
"I'm already a disappointment to him "Beethoven sighed . "Can I have my vapes   back …" Mozart asked.  "No you are  too young to vape " Bach stated . "I'm a grown ass man..…" Mozart replied " I'm even older than Beethoven…" . Bach stared at Mozart's youthful bishounen appearance along with his small height. "Do you have proof ? " Bach started interrogating him.  Mozart showed him his driving license.  "Yeah that could easily be faked " Bach walked away as the bell started ringing . Mozart proceeded to chase the principle screaming " Give me my vapes back  you fucking ass donkey shit stick ! " . Without warning Mozart blasted giant rhinos running Bach over while Classical music played 
"Sorry I'm late everyone I had to deal with Mozart and Bach  '' Professor Haydn walked into class . Chopin laid his cheek on the table barely listening to anything instead he pulled out his phone and started playing video games like he normally does . "Today we have some new students in our university..a group of sisters that recently changed schools so please treat them like you would treat your other peers " Haydn opened the door.   The first sister to step in was a tall one with blackish blue hair and green eyes . She wore the classical school uniform dress code along with a given bag on her arm. Her hairpin was shaped like a golden wing instead of a smile,She had a stern look of seriousness. "My name is Brunhilde…but you can call me Brun for short " Brunhilde wrote her name on the board.  "Brunhilde…." Liszt opened his eyes and a wave of intense emotions struck him . He could feel his heart beating at a fast pace . 
"You can sit anywhere you like " Haydn pointed at the row of seats , "Hmm your class is much smaller then what I expected " Brunhilde commented waking up the stairs and sitting in front of Liszt . The man's eyes turned heart shaped as he stared at her, " Oh please Get a grip Simp " Chopin texted him . Liszt replied back with a middle finger directed at Chopin's face . "My name is Geir  came to this University to study and nothing more " a woman with a ponytail walked up the stairs sitting next to Schubert who was the only guy away from his friends. He turned another page, not giving her much attention at all .  
*smack*
A loud sound caught everyone's attention,  a very tall student with dark purple messy hair . A bang over her right eye showing only exposing the yellow eye . "My name is Hrist,  " she said in a deep growl . Chopin noticed that she wasn't even wearing a school uniform, only a white bandage over her large  chest with a few scars on her abbed  stomach, lastly a leather jacket and pants.  Chopin realized Ludwig was staring at her for a few minutes but didn't comment . Hrist took her seat and slammed her feet onto the desk .
 Chopin rested his head on the table no longer caring anymore.  An unknown amount of  time later he felt a tap on his shoulder. "Hello, is this seat taken?  " a woman questioned.  "Why does she sound so familiar.." Chopin wondered, opening his eye up . There he saw a student with the same hair color as him only with emerald  green eyes . For some reason she wore male dress code clothes but despite that Chopin was struck with familiarity "Why ..does she look so familiar…" Chopin thought to himself until he saw a purple butterfly hairpin . The same one he threw at "Grizzly " just a month ago . Chopin's mentality shook his head,  "Probably just a coincidence..there is no damn way that's her ".  Ever since that day Chopin couldn't stop thinking about her  due to curiosity.  "My name is Randgriz.." She sat down next to him . "I'm Federic…" Chopin introduced himself "Where did you get that hairpin from ? "."Oh this ? " Randgriz touched it " I'm a gardener that loves sunflowers. One day I saw a butterfly land on a sunflower and it gave me inspiration to make it,  " Randgriz explained . "Oh.." Chopin sighed in relief "Okay…" 
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meangirls-imagines · 1 month
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Welcome to the Poly!Plasticsverse!
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collab with: @yungpoetfics (my fav bubs in the world)
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Regina George
@queenbgina/@callmereginald (she/her)
North Shore's Queen Bee
Soft for her girlfriends
The mom of the group
Basically a sugar mommy for her girls
Lifehack Geek
TikTok hater
Has rational fear of werewolves
Will fight a bitch
Victoria's Secret girly
Female rapper stan (Doja, Cardi, Megan, etc.)
Gryffindor
Lesbian
Gretchen Wieners
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@thegretchenw/@greatgretsby (she/her/it (only if ur special))
The second mom of the group
Softest human
Loves playing with her girlfriends hair
#1 Twilight hater
Has a letterboxd account just to leave bad reviews
The level headed one usually, but will snap when she needs
Cuddly as fuck
Loves Fleur du Mal lingerie
Stubborn as Fuck
Wine drinker/expert
Loves vintage music (Elvis, Elton John, etc.)
Hufflepuff
Bisexual
Karen Shetty
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@karebearz/@karensheetty (any pronouns)
Ambidextrous™️
Loves Spongebob
Plant Parent
Knows Britney Spears and Lady Gaga choreo
Kpop girly (Blackpink, BTS, etc.)
Lettering expert
Has Funko Pop collection
Squishmallow lover
Ravenclaw
Pansexual
Cady Heron
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@cady_heron/@defnotcaddy (she/her)
The third mom of the group
Whispers when angry
Carries bandaids at all times
Always has snacks
Lactose Intolerant (but LOVES cheese)
Cries at Rom-Coms
LOVES hugs
Cannot handle spicy food
Sleeps with a teddy bear
Happy to be here
Friends with everyone's parents
Token vanilla of the group
Has diary (with a heart shaped lock)
Bisexual
Aaron Samuels
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@aaronsammy/@atomicaaron (he/him) or (ho/mie)
1/3 of Terror Trio
Y/N's best friend
North Shore's resident Himbo
Will do anything if someone says "I dare you"
Impulsive buyer
Has one brain cell (shares it with Y/N)
Overuses 💪 emoji
Usually confused
1/2 Golden Retriever duo
Can skateboard
Uses Axe body spray
Co-founder of Stuntmares
Dreams of grabbing a teddy in a claw machine (bucket list item)
Ass man
Owns too many grey sweatpants
Kisses his homies (homiesexual)
Has never watched Harry Potter
Watches lifestyle coaches on YT
Can play the ukulele (really badly)
Loves Eminem and Harry Styles (would fuck Harry Styles)
Writes Larry Stylinson fanfics
Kissed Y/N once (regretted immediately)
Bisexual
Damian Hubbard
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@hubbarddamian/@damianishubby (he/him/they)
Learned how to sew from Janis
Does drag and has a YT channel (Anita Dick)
Huge Adore Delano stan
Will fight anyone who hurts Janis
Doesn't like Rupaul as a person, but is a religious Drag Race fan
#1 Poly!Plastics fan
Has an 8 step skincare routine
Cameraman for Stuntmares
Earlybird
Lies about having curfew to go to sleep early
Ravenclaw
(Lowkey wishes he was a Slytherin bc it's the "cuntiest house"
Him and Karen watch The Bachelor
Fav movie is Dirty Dancing (did the lift with Janis)
Learned how to twerk from Y/N
Gay
Janis Imi'Ike
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@janiisimiike/@imiikenough (she/they)
Secret Barbie girly(live action and animated movies)
Will go straight for Ryan Gosling
Feral chihuahua of the group
Hozier stan
HATES THE KARDASHIANS
Pain in Regina's ass
Anger Issues™️
Secretly loves Olivia Rodrigo
Mentally Ill friend
Emotional Drunk
Karaoke Queen
Tits girly
Leather Jacket lesbian
Getting piercings > therapy
Has a suit collection
Thrifter
Loves her friends
Dog person (secretly)
Quotes niche memes
Kinky af
Middle Child
Lesbian
Y/N Y/L/N (FC: Chrissy Costanza)
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@thisbeyn/@reginaslefttit (she/he/they/it)
2/3 Terror Trio
2/2 Golden Retriever duo
Has matching fried egg tattoo with Aaron.
Co-Founder of Stuntmares
"Hi, I'm Y/N and welcome to Stuntmares" *jumps off roof into pool*
Cuts her own hair
Blooper Reel Queen
North Shore's resident stoner
AUDHD (autistic + ADHD)
Playlists range from Beethoven to ashnikko
"IT'S NOT A PHASE. IT'S A LIFESTYLE."
Demisexual
Plays electric guitar
Has slight speech impediment
Gremlin of the group
D&D Dungeon Master
ALWAYS falls asleep during movie night
Power Nap Addict™️
Insomniac
Monster Energy Drink Enthusiast (collects the cans)
Oddly good at Origami
Tweets everything she thinks
Has been banned from Fortnite and Roblox
Married to Gretchen on The Sims (regina and karen were sad)
Anger issues
✨Spicy✨ Latina (do not fuck with her people)
Matching rings with her gfs
Def had one night stand with Cady
Shane Oman
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@shaneomann/@omantastic (he/him) or (dumb/hoe)
Loves Old School Rap (Biggie, Tupac, Snoop Dogg, etc.)
Hates Y/N at first but comes to love her like a sister.
Only person who can outsmoke Y/N.
Has a dropped truck with red LED lights under it.
Blasts music walking down the halls.
Always has the zoomies.
Orange cat friend.
Has elevator music playing in his head 24/7.
Challenged Damian to a dance off. (He lost. But he had girls simping over him)
Posts thirst traps on TikTok. (Regina's mom is his #1 follower)
Has a frying pan tattooed to match Aaron and Y/N.
Always on Stuntmares trying to create new world records.
Or eating a bunch of weird combos.
"Oman! Not again!" *proceeds to eat a marshmallow and spam sandwich*
Ralph Lauren man
Whenever the polycule argues, he's a "fuck this shit, I'm out" person.
Professional party crasher
Dine and Dash expert
Has nipple piercings (Aaron and Y/N dared him to get them)
Curses like a fucking sailor (Half of his lines on Stuntmares are just censor beeps)
Talks way too fast.
Knows Italian and Spanish (Him and Y/N talk shit in Spanish)
His ringtone for Aaron and Y/N is the remix of the Windows error sound
Loves t-shirts with offensive prints (Regina tries to make him dress normally)
Has gc with Aaron and Y/N called "Hoemies"
Would fuck Aaron
TICKLISH
Major gossip (Him and Gretchen meet once a week to talk shit)
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starfishies123 · 9 months
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A little smut, a little character development, a little infidelity … oh you know, just another chapter update 💅🤣
Thomas and Wolfie blur lines.
Ludwig seeks comfort from a new friend.
Partnerships are queried and tested for their resolve.
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coquette-girly0824 · 15 days
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🎀
currently reading the dirtiest Spencer Reid x reader fanfic ever while listening to Mozart and Beethoven
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We could have continued to treat sampling as a permissionless activity, the way we treat dropping a snatch of a popular song into a jazz solo. We could have turned it into a collective right, one that anyone could use, by paying a set fee — just like Sid Vicious covering Paul Anka.
These collective rights are all over the place. When George Lucas wanted to recreate long sequences from Akira Kurosawa’s movies in Star Wars, he just did it —directors don’t have to license the right to recreate other directors’ shot plans. Every director owns the right to every other director’s camera innovations.
Instead, we created an individual right, which gave the corporations that artists bargain with even more negotiating leverage. This wasn’t just bad for the artists that came after this change — it also extinguished beloved and important popular music from before the change, by making it retroactively illegal.
Take De La Soul, one of the most important — and sample-heavy — hiphop acts of sampling’s golden age. De La Soul’s music has never appeared on streaming music and a generation has grown up without their influence, thanks to problems clearing the band’ samples.
Reservoir Media, a private equity incubated rollup, bought De La Soul’s label Tommy Boy records for $100,000,000 in 2021. They’ve promised to release 3 Feet High and Rising, De La Soul’s 34-year-old debut album, on streaming media next month.
Unfortunately, De La Soul’s Trugoy the Dove didn’t live to see his music reintroduced to listeners. He died this month, aged 54.
-United We Stand: Creation is collective - and so is bargaining
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uncanny-tranny · 11 months
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My best advice for those who want to pick up a new hobby but feel intimidated by perceived elitism is to just do what works and is available to you
I'm a musician, yet I purchased instruments online that were around $100 (very cheap considering the instruments). It's okay to do things like that! You don't have to be a Beethoven who only uses the most sophisticated instruments that cost over ten thousand dollars. And it's okay to pick up an instrument just so you can learn meme songs! You are learning something new and are applying it in ways that are enjoyable! You don't have to be ~classically trained~ or whatever.
I use music as an example because I have seen so many people who are almost ashamed that they want to dip their toes in and buy a cheap instrument, or are ashamed that they don't want to play the stuffy music that is thrusted onto musicians. However, this applies to literally anything.
Learn to write so you can write fanfic (yes, even lemons), learn to draw so you can make cringy comics, learn to compose so you can make vaporwave music. Buy cheap things that you can get your hands on, it doesn't matter when you are creating and learning!
If you are interested in a hobby, it is okay not to dive head-first into it. It's okay to be into it for a very specific purpose! You'll find that often, the elitism is either very fringe or is a stereotype, and the people in the hobby or passion will love what you're doing!
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strawberrybuddi · 1 month
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It feels like I haven't been drawing for years, y'all...
It's nice to doodle a little.
The freckled "Raph" is Beethoven, a clone of Raph from my fanfic. It's not supposed to be a secret from the audience, but I think that's one of the things I dropped the ball with.
Edit: the cuts are NOT working for me for some reason so I guess I gotta suck it up and accept my own self promo.
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