i need you all to listen to me. you know how youtube will sometimes randomly recommend videos with like, 58 views? sometimes the stars align and the fucked up algorithm does something right.
go out there and watch a smaller mcyter. sub-100k at the bare minimum, but ideally under 10k and even more ideally under 1000 subs. bonus points if they have in the low 100s to under 100 subscribers. watch whatever video you got recommended. watch another of theirs if you vibe with it. pick a specific series of theirs that you really like. subscribe to them.
now. this is really important. leave comments on the video or series you like. do a running gag if it helps remind you to comment. and more important than that: pick a story they're telling and engage with it. draw silly fanart even if you don't have any place to share it with them. write a tiny little story and keep it all to yourself. hype them up to your friends. get excited about this person's videos. if they do have a discord or whatever, send fanart, get involved in their community, et cetera, just --
i cannot stress enough how good it feels to have at least one tiny niche thing that's your special thing. it rules. the more you can get the better, in all honesty it doesn't even have to be an mcyter it could be an itch.io visual novel or something, just pick something obscure you stumble onto and hold it close and let it tell its story.
there will always be something there.
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ok idk if anyone except me noticed or cared but this is MY BLOG so yall get to hear about it anyways
I've been listening to the Tristamp ost while I've been studying and I've noticed that Vash's character instrument is a harmonica. Most of his character songs/character adjacent songs (Mystery Man, Common Front, Vash the Stampede) have harmonica as a prominent part of the arrangement. It's not solely in "Vash songs", it's actually shared with a lot of other background music/ "regular people" songs (No Man's Land, Jeneora Rock, Hungry). I think this is a great way to show how Vash is invested in the lives of these people. Whereas Knives's piano is almost exclusively for him, which is isolating and adds automatic, recognizable tension whenever you hear it.
Also! There's this cool "Aim, Fire!" backing chorus in a lot of Vash songs that adds an extremely spaghetti western beat, which I adore. (you can hear it in The Jeneora Rock Resistance) Especially since there's lyrics from Vash's perspective in his character songs that make it seem like this is the inside of his head/the energy he's moving with.
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Arthur pauses the movie when his phone rings, and it’s Merlin’s face on the screen. Anyone else would go to voicemail. He doesn’t pause his shows for just anyone. There is such a thing as texting.
He barely gets out a “hi, love” before Merlin’s demanding, “Where are you?”
“At home, in bed. You said you didn’t want me to pick you up at the airport. Where are you? Did you make it home from your trip?”
“I’m at home, staring at an empty bed. Are you in the wrong flat? Oh my god, Arthur, tell me you’re not in the wrong flat, again! Mr. Simmons will kill us.”
“That was one time! I was pissed off my— Of course I’m not in the wrong flat! I’m in my flat, watching my television. I think I know where I live.”
“Oh,” Merlin whispers.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Right. Sorry. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, yeah?”
“Merlin—“
But he’s already hung up. That tiny little “oh” full of disappointment, and confusion lingering, replaying in Arthur’s mind like a scratched record unable to move on. The door to the flat opens, and a little bubble of joy blossoms in his chest.
“Merlin?”
“No.” Morgana. Damn. She stands at the door, hands on her hips. “What are you doing here?”
“I live here.”
“No you don’t. You haven’t lived here in months. I rent out that room on Airbnb.”
“You what!?! It’s my room!”
“You don’t need a room for old football jerseys and trainers,” Morgana scoffs. She looks round the room. “Where’s Merlin?”
That damn little “oh”. He’s a fucking pillock, the world’s biggest idiot.
“I want a cut of the Airbnb money,” he tells Morgana as he shoves past her.
“What?! It’s my flat!”
“Dad gave us the flat,” Arthur insists as he yanks on his shoes.
“Then I’m charging you the cleaning fee for your idiocy.”
Fair enough, Arthur thinks running out the door and hailing a cab. Merlin’s key is on his key ring. His favorite pair of trainers is by the door, his jacket on the coat rack, his boyfriend in the bed.
Merlin wakes as Arthur climbs into bed behind him. “What…?”
“You were right. I was in the wrong flat. How stupid am I?”
Merlin’s sleepy smile makes his chest ache, but then he tucks his mop of black hair beneath Arthur’s chin, and the feeling changes to a flutter as Merlin mumbles, “So stupid.”
(And read a canon version of Merlin not realizing they live together here)
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