Tumgik
#I never blast my music
Text
Tumblr media
Hot Snape Summer - Week 1
Even during the summer, Snape had to attend to various duties. Be it calls by the Dark Lord or tasks for the Order. Despite him desperately needing to unwind after a trying semester, he found it very difficult to truly relax.
In the rare moments where he had no obligations, he made sure to make the most of it. He enjoyed nothing more than simply resting in his comfortable armchair, drinking tea, and listening to the records he had accumulated throughout his life. Maybe he will treat himself to a new record. He does, after all, deserve a little bit of happiness.
839 notes · View notes
hcdragonwrites · 8 months
Text
Rain (a Journey to the Au Drabble)
I wrote another thing! I was touched and inspired by @journey-to-the-au ! I wasn’t expecting to finish it in one sitting but my brain was afire, and I lost track of time so swiftly. I hope you like it and I hope I did your babies justice !
Tumblr media
“Another day in paradise.” Earth Reaching Willow spoke the words aloud, soft and sad.
Then why did it feel like another day pressed between the pages of a book? The thought came like a tidal wave to the front of her mind, stirring and shaking Willows mask of serenity just a bit. No colors or sensations, just the barest touch of description was what the South Pole Palace had become to her.
Heaven was peace - but that peace was starting to chafe Earth Reaching Willow sharply. Here she stood, Eldest Daughter to the Jade Emperor along the railing of her favorite bridge in The Garden of Heaven, feeling the softest breeze curl against her cheek. The water beneath her did not stir with the breeze. The koi swimming beneath in their burning colors of gold and orange fire had the grace of clouds, hardly stirring the silt beneath them.
‘Why can’t I be content?’
She knew why. Earth Reaching Willow was able to eloquently pick apart her own thoughts just as she could with any noblemen or Celestial counselor that brought her gifts to bribe her hand.
Knowing peace all of her existence was beginning to feel as if she were repeating the same day over and over. Reading the same passage in a book, viewing the same painting upon her fathers study wall of bobbing cranes and water dragons. The frustration rose in her. But that’s all I can do. I view the things I hear of. Read of them but I, Daughter of Heaven, will never experience them.
She let that grace her father so prided her on slip off of her as she slumped to rest her arms upon the bridge. The same breeze teased her face again and also revealed she had, surprisingly, a loose thread upon her sleeve.
Earth Reaching Willow took the thread in hand and twisted it between her fingers.
The golden royal hues of her gown were pearled in the most intricate of stitches of willow leaves and falling blossoms, reaching downward from her arms to brush against the river that wove itself across the hem of her attire in a frothing and silent roar. Her handmaidens were so scrupulous in their fussing of her that she was surprised they had missed this little thread. She tugged and noticed the thread was connected to a stylized blossom on her wrist in free fall. It was forever stuck in its descent, never moving beyond where it was perched.
“Are you rebelling against the design of your Life, little thread?” Earth Reaching Willow gently asked.
She had been taught and schooled in being the epitome of serenity, in walking with a stillness and grace that other immortals and celestials envied. Willow and her sisters danced with grace, every motion balanced and calculated. That was the true flow of peace- to balance every motion to not disrupt the water around it. All the people of earth craved this peace, this very place that Earth Reaching Willow lived in.
She plucked at the thread. I am but a stitch in Heaven's grand tapestry. Just like this thread I’m bound up and frozen in a state of existing between.
It almost raised Willows emotions above that dam she had built within herself, almost swamping her in the feeling of stasis.
I cannot succumb to that feeling. She would not. Her finger came away from her sleeve with a snap that startled her silence. The thread she had been twisting and worrying at had come free. It waved in the breeze between her fingers.
Earth Reaching Willow let it go, watching as it floated down and shattered the mirror surface of the water. Ripples rolled from its wake, the most movement Willow had ever witnessed here. The carp swam close, investigating this intruder to their watery paradise.
“Be free Little thread. Be free for both of us…”
“Should I be concerned that my bride-to-be is talking to her clothing?” A warm buttery voice called from behind her.
Willow knew this voice.
“You should be more concerned you have yet to greet me this day, Husband-to-be.” Earth Reaching Willow responded, turning. Sun Wukong, Great Sage Equal to Heaven strode forward and took her hand to kiss it.
Of all the heavenly attendants and immortal beings in all the heavens of the worlds she knew, she was glad Wukong was hers. The Monkey King was dressed in his royal regalia, the armor shining bright in the perpetually perfect sunlight. He was dressed to impress. But it wasn’t to impress her.
Willow raised her sleeve to cover her face in mock flustered love, when really she was hiding her silent laughter. She whispered just loud enough for her dear friend to hear but too silent for any eavesdroppers to catch.
“How many are watching?”
Wukong looked up from her hand, hiding his own smile against her wrist.
“Two from beyond the wall and one from a bench beneath the pear blossom tree. I think if you entwine your hand with mine and if we make moon eyes at each other we may satisfy their curiosity.” He had a spark of mischief in his eyes.
“Done.” Earth Reaching Willow dipping her hand to clasp Wukongs fingers, laying her own kiss upon his skin.They pressed their faces close, cheek to cheek.
Playing at being head over heels in love was the most fun Willow had ever had. When Wukong and her and thought up the scheme, she had had her concerns- mainly with the retaliation from the simpering suitors that would be furious that a mere immortal had caught the Princesses attention. There had been protests of course. Then Wukong had declared his intentions, regaling the court with his great deeds and how, if he had to, he would champion himself and outdo all his previous accomplishments in the name of proving he was worthy of the hand of Earth Reaching Willow.
Well that had set the court to a flummoxed and outraged chaos. When Wukong and Willow had gotten away from the courts eyes and ears they had bent over and laughed, tears welling in their eyes. Yes Earth Reaching Willow had had her misgivings. But months down the line Willow loved the game they played. It was the most alive she had felt in all her life. She began to look forward to her days and meetings with Wukong, this handsome monkey who brought life to her she so craved.
After a time of whispering in each others ears (mostly jokes or riddles that would set the other to smiling) Wukong flicked his tail, their silent signal that they were alone.
They stayed close but relaxed truly now, smiles becoming wide and friendly instead of the flirty facade they played for court.
“We should start our own acting troop.” Wukong said, resting his arms over the bridge to gaze out on the garden.
“Oh?” Earth Reaching Willow raised a perfect brow.
“We are both actors of stunning caliber!” He said, tapping his chest with pride. “You keep pace with every act I bring to the table and have even come up with your own! Remember the Banquet of Snow?”
How could she forget? “We danced together so long that my own Father had to interrupt us! Then I fed you from my own plate and you me- I am pretty sure we left them all sick with how in love we had been.”
Wukong laughed. Willow laughed with him. He had that effect with his laughter, so warm and uncontained. The sound broke Heaven's peace in such a way it swept one up with it in a tide of warmth.
An edge of melancholy overcame Earth Reaching Willow then. I want to feel this all the time- this laughter. This light.
“Oh Wukong, I wish you would never leave.” She told him then, staring off into the water. Her thread was gone, either taken by the invisible current or plucked out of the water by some invisible attendant.
The Monkey King turned his head, ears curved forward.
“Now Willow, what has made you so sad?”
She shook her head, eyes cast to the water below.
“Don’t try and hide it from me- I know you too well now. You may be an actor but you can’t fool me. I’m your partner in crime, after all. I’ve seen all your tricks.” He jested, smile playing along his lips
“Oh have you?” Willow asked but her voice lacked the usual playful banter. Her mind had returned to the heavy thoughts of grace and perpetual serenity, of the mantle of sameness and here, with him, she couldn’t hide.
“Willow…” Wukong gently tapped her arm with his hand. “What has dampened your light ? My friend, tell me. There is no one in the Garden. It’s safe here.”
It was the softness with which he spoke that almost broke Willow. He had always been kind to her. She took just a half shuffle to the side, reaching for recomposure. If she stayed in his kindness she would have unleashed that tidal wave battering within her.
It wanted to get out.
She had to keep it in.
She took a breath.
Then another.
“Heaven is … Paradise.” The words came from Earth Reaching Willow softly. Only a bit- only a trickle of that emotion I will let forth. If I let it flow free I’ll loose that peace and I don’t want my Father to catch wind I cried in the Garden. Or to thing it was Wukong who caused it.
“Maybe a little rain or something.” Or anything her heart sang. A bird within a gilded cage.
Now that it was out- now that she had said it, her body felt lighter. A stone cast from her soul. If it had just been her, Willow was concerned she wouldn’t be able to cast off this pallor of sorrow with ease. With Wukong however, his vibrancy drew from her heart the deepest of her well locked up sorrows.
Wukongs hands were suddenly over hers, tugging Willow off and away from the bridge.
“W-Wukong what -“ Earth Reaching Willows voice faltered. Her friends face was brighter than any sunbeam she and her sisters had ever woven, some unknown emotions twinkling in his eyes.
“Come with me Willow-I have something to show you!” He pulled her off the bridge and out the garden, tail tapping in tandem to his bright smile and little laughs. “Come come- out of that stuffy garden with you!”
“Wukong what has taken over you?”
“An idea. A brilliant and stupendous idea! But it is a surprise so you must close your eyes!” He peered right into her face, mockingly stern. “No peeking! It will ruin the effect!”
Willow snorted, being swept up again in his golden glow of emotion. He is quite adorable.
“Alright alright ! I will cover my eyes!” Willow lifted her hands, covering her eyes from view. The smile dancing on her lips couldn’t be washed away by the tide of sorrow within her. Not when this burning bright flame of a person was with her.
“Wukong…”
“Not yet!”
“Wukong how much longer?”
“Not much farther! Just — oop watch your step here!”
It had been a short flight to this mysterious place Wukong had taken Willow and she couldn’t help the electrical feel of excitement ripple up her spine. Any other being covering her eyes would give Earth Reaching Willow pause. Wukong however ? This was her sweet monkey, the kind soul that had seen her trapped between unhappy marriage options and had come in to give her an escape.
She trusted him just as he had trusted her with his past, with who he was.
Wukong stopped.
“Alright Willow- let me cover your eyes now that I have you on a safe spot.”
“Don’t want me to wander off a cliff dear husband-to-be ?”
“I would be a terrible husband if I let my wife-to-be walk her way off a cliff. The Emperor would have a new monkey rug to enjoy.”
She laughed, smiling against his palms.
“You could never be turned into a rug my dear.”
“You are right- however my own mothers would make me one in his stead.” The laughter slowly faded and Willow felt Wukong lean forward from behind. He was warm against her back, the breath against the shell of her ear making her ticklish.
“Are you ready?” He asked. She couldn’t help the spark that set off in her limbs. Surprises in Heaven were always of the placibile kind. A new set of moon needles to sew with, a gown woven from the beard of a water dragon, a parasol that changed decorations by the phases of the sun- all orderly gifts expected to be given to a princess.
Wukong however was not of the Heavenly court. His gifts had never been of the ‘appropriate’ kind that those stiff backed men had presented to Willow.
“Yes.” Her breath came quickly now.
“Alright…” the Monkey King removed his hands from her face. “Open them.”
Earth Reaching Willow did.
And lost her breath.
She and Wukong were standing upon the edge of a mountain cliff, facing out to something Willow had only seen once before. The ocean sparkled and flashed beneath the warm amber sun that was beginning to set in its sea. Like scales upon a dragons skin, the ocean moved as if breathing, basking in the buttery glow of the sun. Colors came alive in the twist of the mountains beside them- upon the leaves of the trees as they refracted the sunlight. Something was rising from within her, a rush of feeling. What could it be? It was as if she had drunk too much heavenly wine, a headrush so clear and bright and so unlike the muddling effects of wine. Willow opened her mouth, to speak to gasp to thank, she didn’t know. She didn’t get a chance.
A great cloud of gray swept over one of the mountains, close enough to see its plumes of ink dark but not in the way of its storm path. Great sheets of water streamed down beneath its mass, diamond drops of water glowing like honey in the sunset. The sound! Her ears, if they could move, would have swiveled to catch it. A great Crescendo of sound, sweeter than chimes and deeper than flutes, fell with the rain. It made sound out of the colors and things before her, falling on that great oceans back, painting the mountain dark, and scenting the air with such a perfume as to be heady and intoxicating. It made her heart race, her blood feel afire. Willow took a half step forward.
“Careful love.” Wukong caught her arm, gently stopping her from getting too close to the edge. Willow turned to him and Wukong gasped. Her monkey reached up and wiped away something that was spilling from her face. A tear. She had been crying?
“Wukong …” she heard the emotion in her voice, that swelling water within her threatening to come up and drown her words.
“We call it a sun shower.” Sun Wukong replied, gesturing to the magnificence before them. “Do you like it ?”
The dam within Willow broke then. Her smile became as wide and bright as to rival the sunset before Wukong. She laughed, throwing back her head in a way he had never seen before.
“Like ? Like ? Like does not even begin to brush upon the - this - this feeling. It’s-“ How to describe this thunder within her body? Willow was eloquent and well versed in poetry. But all the poetry of the broad heavens and the words in all the languages known and unknown failed to compare what this gave to her. She could only laugh, only cry and only smile. “I Love this…”
Suddenly Earth Reaching Willow was vibrating with a radiance The Sage had only caught in glimpses when he had disarmed her within the court with his charm or wits. Wukong felt a glow of pride and love wash over him, seeing her in a way no one else had.
Earth Reaching Willow was finally alive in a way she had never been in all her eternity within Heaven's own Garden. Rain and sun, sea and sky had freed her and, if Wukong had anything to say about it, he would give her this every day for the rest of their existence together.
Earth Reaching Willow was for the earth after all. She was finally Home.
76 notes · View notes
fionnaskyborn · 2 months
Text
Was tagged by @oceancamp to post my current five favorite songs! (They should invent a stages-of-grief-esque model that encompasses and accurately describes both types of anguish I had to go through making this list - the one of limiting myself to only five songs, and the one of trying to put as little videogame music on here as possible so that I don't end up looking like an absolute goddamn geek, which... I am... Oh well!)
Thank you so much for tagging me - here are the songs!
Heaven Pierce Her - War Without Reason
Tatsuro Yamashita - Love Space
This specific arrangement of Death And Republic + Meet Again
Winger - Junkyard Dog (Tears On Stone)
The Protomen - Light Up The Night
Is it courtesy to tag other people after you've been tagged in a post like this? If that's the case, I'll tag @spiralled-fury, @solradguy, @swamppossum, @five-by-five, @northstarring, @ineedmoredragons and @tbonechessor!
#logs#ya don't have to participate if you don't want to‚ from what i've gathered - it's all just for fun anyway :]#The link to Yamashita's song is actually a link to a website that hosts city pop songs‚ since those keep getting taken down on YouTube due#to the strictness of Japan's copyright laws with regards to music. Uploads of Yamashita's songs in particular get taken down quite#frequently... The rest are either Bandcamp or YouTube (in case of Junkyard Dog) links#Very out-of-character of me not to put a Кино song on here‚ haha#I had a hard time deciding whether to put HOLD BACK THE NIGHT or Light Up The Night here‚ but ultimately decided on Light Up The Night#because... hoo boy#okay storytime. i've known of the protomen since somewhere around 2021. got The Good Doctor in my recommended feed‚ clicked on it because#i thought the album cover was cool + the title was appealing‚ but i never really listened to anything theirs beyond that song after that.#fast forward to 2022. be me‚ watching the greatest videoessay on planet earth (Steak Bentley's Metal Gear Solid 4 Was A Mistake).#the fucking MONTAGE comes on‚ and I fall in love with my second Protomen song. second fast forward to 2023 going into 2024‚ finally got#around to playing the Violence update. i learn of the name of level 7-2. the widest‚ most mischievous grin appears on my face.#i enter the level‚ proclaim ''ULTRAKlLL IS NOW A STEAK BENTLEY REFERENCE'' and blast the song as i get my ass beat by every single thing in#that level.#and let me tell you. getting mollywhopped ten thousand times by the FUCKING GUTTERTANK TRIO AT THE END OF THE LEVEL WAS. not a pleasant#experience. but the song made it better. :) (i played the level before the balance patch came out and uh let's just say i had more deaths on#that level than on 2gabe and 1gabe. SEVENTY-FOUR. FUCKING. RESTARTS. JESUS /CHRIST/.#goodness how i yearn to make a 3d animation of v1 going through 7-4 with that song in the background as a tribute to the man himself but#alas i am a student who has everything in the world but time#thanks for the tag again!! ^^
20 notes · View notes
jtl-fics · 9 months
Note
I’ve never heard the bromance name for Neil&Aaron before but omg Neon suits them so well? Love a friendship between those two. It’s like the picture of “boys being boys”, they just talk shit and play video games together
Yeah @exy-shmexy is the one who told me about it.
For me I always see Aaron and Neil as people who are just like...so similar that they initially have SUCH a hard time getting along. Also everything that happened between them that first year only makes it all the harder for the two of them.
But I think at SOME point (Perhaps during a group project sorry I love this idea so much) they realize like "oh shit, he's just like me FR"
After that it's all downhill (uphill? There's a hill and screaming involved that's all I can confidently say) from there.
I also just love the image of Nicky bitching to Aaron about some of his Brother-in-laws from Erik and Aaron without thinking going "Yeah, I'm glad I like all of Katelyn's brothers and I lucked out with Neil." and just FREEZES.
91 notes · View notes
samarecharm · 2 months
Text
I did NOT know the thieves volunteer to help you cook sometimes when you open the kitchen tab
Tumblr media
11 notes · View notes
acoraxia · 6 months
Text
cannot stand the verbal and mental strain my dad puts on me to the point where I start getting anxious when accompanying him to work. can’t wait to move out at some point
10 notes · View notes
todayisafridaynight · 6 months
Text
harvard a lame school i bet aoki never got woken up at 11PM because his roommates were blasting music cause everyone a square there
10 notes · View notes
bluewinnerangel · 1 year
Note
top 9 albums you listened to this year? totally random question 🤪
Unlike last year I did listen to a lot of new music this year so 2022 albums this time weee it was even hard to pick a top 9 but in order of release (probably):
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Nilüfer Yanya - PAINLESS
ROSALÍA - MOTOMAMI
Kendrick Lamar - Mr. Morale & the Big Steppers
Harry Styles - Harry's House
Steve Lacy - Gemini Rights
Joost - Fryslân
The Snuts - Burn The Empire
Louis Tomlinson - Faith In The Future
Little Simz - NO THANK YOU
ramble in the tags
#yeah i totally did not basically beg to be asked this thank you for taking the bait askldlsakjskl#albums of 2022#Nilüfer Yanya - PAINLESS only discovered recently and it sent me into a zone a Z O N E do get in there do it#ROSALÍA - MOTOMAMI when that one came out it was blasting in the house like this only for a good while#Kendrick Lamar - Mr. Morale & the Big Steppers I feel like I'm listening to something not intended for me but i should be hearing ?#like it just wrecks me from a place that was never there just unknown and i cant begin to imagine what it can do for people where its known#Harry Styles - Harry's House I THINK IVE SAID QUITE A LOT ABOUT THIS ONE ON HERE#Steve Lacy - Gemini Rights what in the masterpiece is this ??? like????? seriously? SERIOUSLY WHAT IS PUT IN HERE#Joost - Fryslân THIS IS MY BABY he makes this variant of dutch white trash music that is horrid in the most delicious way#unserious but THEN he comes in hard with extremely painful honest lyrics in between utter crap LIKE#love it when music doesnt take itself seriously and still has a huge heart and soul and this is that#this dude is making me cry singing about the grief of losing both parents and minutes later interpolating crazy frog.#The Snuts - Burn The Empire obviously introduced by Louis. I didnt really take them in properly till we saw them at#Lokeren. I did listen to some songs here and there.. Glasgow was a fav. and that was kinda it. but then they came with this album#i always feel regret when i start listening to an artist bc they impressed me live like i should have known before.. which is weird.#that happens. but hearing burn the empire live i was like FUCK and then i was hooked#Louis Tomlinson - Faith In The Future I MEAN YOU KNOW WE KNOW I KNOW EVERYBODY KNOW WE ALL LIVE IN A FITF#Little Simz - NO THANK YOU this one was released this week! still taking it in but like? FUCK? HELLO? fav: No Merci#honorable mentions (sorry):#Björk - Fossora how the fuck you make an entire album sound like a heavily distressed mycelium network beats me but call me a shroom (idk)#Taylor Swift - Midnights had a bit of a meltdown over this (understatement)#IDLES - Five Years Of Brutalism okay okay it's a rerelease but THERE ARE LIVE VERSIONS
41 notes · View notes
sexynetra · 7 months
Note
rawnsyf marcia owning an instrument and playing it hella loud to annoy anetra
I think Anetra would commit capital murder and I would support her
13 notes · View notes
shigussy · 18 days
Text
if my dad did one good thing it was bequeath a love of music and an eclectic music taste and i was the only one of his children it worked with
2 notes · View notes
trashbaby1996 · 3 months
Text
I have two weeks off and I have no clue what to do with my time
5 notes · View notes
notsosweetlez · 5 months
Note
For the music questions, 5 and 28! :)
5. A song that needs to be played LOUD:
This song takes me back to being like... maybe 8 and trying to play Guitar Hero like my brothers (I was very bad because my fingers were too small to reach the keys) and I've never forgotten this song
28. A song by an artist with a voice that you love:
Listening to this song now makes me mildly melancholic but I love this artist's voice
Any of her songs. I've never heard a voice like hers.
HONOURABLE MENTION:
His voice sounds so nice in this one I had to add it
4 notes · View notes
bluebellwren · 10 months
Text
Met some of our new neighbors and I am not sure how to feel
#the guy was nice. he evidently had a few drinks#introduced us to his dog and we hung out in the yard and chatted some#it was fine until he. kept getting more drinks in and I think it started to get to me#dunno how I feel about a 40-year-old man talking about a hypothetical scenario in which he calls me beautiful aND TOUCHES MY KNEE#sir???????#his very large dog was sitting in my lap because the dog evidently took to me#low key was hoping his own dog was gonna bite him#don’t touch me please 💀💀💀👍👍👍#yeah he was nice until he started getting touchy#also in this hypothetical scenario he was like ‘say a guy takes out a beautiful girl like [bella] here and has a few drinks and drives home#and he was. touching my knee#while saying this.#also I mentioned the fact he drove up blasting the wellerman song and i was bonding over the music#and he wanted a hug because I liked the song?#y’all idk how to feel guy was nice until the drinks started getting to him#then he just started to freak me out a little#you are nice. but you are old enough to be my father and I just met you please never touch me again#ever.#I am too small and weak to do anything but. still#ugh I can’t wait to get a permit to carry a gun#not gonna be trigger happy I just hate not feeling safe#because there’s nothing I could do if someone DID try to get handsier than that#I want to be armed#there has to be an equalizer#anyways that’s enough for tonight I’m waiting for my nerves to settle RIP#the hug was fine it’s the knee touching I take an issue with#meant to type that the drinks got to HIM I don’t drink lol#personal#probably delete later
17 notes · View notes
polaroidcats · 7 months
Text
rules: shuffle your repeat playlist and post the first ten tracks, then tag ten people
thank you @iwillbealwaysadreamer for tagging me to do this!!! <3
alright here we go:
Truth Of My Youth by New Found Glory
Proud of Me by Eva Westphal
I Will Steal You Back by Jimmy Eat World
Devotion and Desire by Bayside
Hairline Fracture by Rise Against
Suspension by Mae
Kiss Me Like Nobody's Watching by Simple Plan
I Will Follow You into the Dark by Death Cab for Cutie
San Diego by blink-182
Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd
hahahaha oh god, I knew it was gonna be mostly from that playlist but I'm pretty sure 8 or maybe even 9 out of these 10 songs are actually from the Dear Your Holiness playlist by @mollymarymarie because I re-read that fic last week and not only is the fic excellent, the vibes of the playlist are also just so, so good.
Okay I'm not going to tag anyone this time, but if anyone wants to do this tag and expose themselves like I did please feel free to say I tagged you and tag me in your posts so I can see what's on your spotify on repeat! <3
4 notes · View notes
Text
ik everyone says shit like oh ahahaha Americans be sitting in their car alone eating fast food alone but after living in europe for 3 months I can confidently say that I do miss doing that and that eating alone in your car is healing and holy experience
8 notes · View notes
Text
I am so glad I don’t live on my own
3 notes · View notes