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[princessantisocial]

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[cali-kabi]

~ Made a new Mario oc💎💫🌟this is Dawn she’s a Shadow Siren ^^🌊 Dawn is around the same age as Vivian she doesn’t have much clue about the shadow queen like Vivian does. She loves to help others she tries her very best. Dawn is Vivian’s Cousin she also has water magic as well :)💫I gave her green eyes hehe in Vivian’s concept art she had yellow so I gave Dawn green :D She would throw hands and beat Beldam in a fight hehe xD

[soft-likethesunset]

SOMETHIN' IN THE ORANGE TELLS ME WE'RE NOT DONE

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NINA🌺 fifteen! aussie. ENFP-T , october libra , apollo's loudest daughter , the most hufflepuff-y gryffindor. worlds best (clumsiest) surfer. not a single nonchalant bone in my body. literally james potter, amy march and donna sheridan they're just like me fr! professional yapper, a hopeful romantic, a summer, music, art and animal lover. i talk in capital letters a lot (LIFE IS MORE FUN WHEN YOU'RE YELLING)

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[the-fallen-stones]

I am bad at hiding. If you are my friend, you might recognize me. For that, I apologize.

You may call me anything you like. I enjoy and encourage nicknames. But if you need a name, Mica works.

If you would like me to write something for you, you can request it, and I will if I can. It may not be immediately. But I will try.

A warning, my descriptions can sometimes be graphic, or a little violent. It is usually metaphorical, though, don't worry.

I like both storm and calm. Chaos and comfort. I enjoy things that invoke thought, or creativity. I love hugs, snuggles, animals (especially dragons and cats), tea, fiction, and poetry.

Please do not bring up politics here. It's not that I don't care. But I've anguished myself enough over them and honestly, I need a break.

Never assume hostility! It was probably an accident. My tone comes across weird sometimes.

Tags:

#storm's eye - things that strike me, and I'd like to come back to.

#mica speaks - anything original, by me.

#mica reblogs - empty reblogs.

#mica elaborates - reblogs that are not empty.

#mica rambles - I have rambled.

#mica rhymes - my poetry.

#mika doodles - my art.

#mika's music - my favorite songs.

#mica recites - my favorite poems or stories.

#mika inquires - I ask questions.

#mika responds - I answer questions.

Credit for the image goes to @poetryforall.

My wonderful mutuals:

@kimu-dem - Keeper of comfort.

@thatrando13 - The wanderer.

@carrotsinnovember - A gentle friend.

@hersurvival - Blanket fort against thunder and snowstorms.

@caustic-splines - Writer of old love letters.

@abiethewizardduck

@randomshowerpoems - The wise wordsmith.

@poemsofanentomologist

@galaxys-universe

@literaryvein - The bright storm outside.

@same-skies

These titles can always change, as I know you better. If you'd like me to use a different one I certainly can.

Some of my favorite songs are;

One Day You Will Fly Too, by Aimee Carty,

Come Along, Does the Swallow Dream of Flying?, Egg and Soldiers, Pelicans We, Half Past Three, Run, and Linger Longer, by Cosmo Sheldrake,

Glow in the Dark by Vian Izak,

Rush of Life, My Neighbor's Car Alarm, Desire, and Rain, by Tony Ann. (Classical.)

Experience, Fly, and Eros, by Ludovico Einaudi. (Classical.)

Ilomilo by Billie Eilish,

Two, Sun, Eight, and Light by Sleeping at Last,

Big Black Car and San Luis by Gregory Alan Isakov,

Passing Through by Kaden MacKay,

The Mountain Song, Be Nobody, and Better is the End, by TopHouse,

Changing Days, Irish Eyes, I Can Never Give my Heart, and Rocket, by Rose Betts,

The Sound of Silence, by Simon and Garfunkel,

Walking in the Air, Time, Orinoco Flow, and Carol of the Bells, by Libera,

And many more.

Some of my favorite poems are;

Tug'o'War of Heartstrings, The Night Sky, Together, With a Window Between, A Heavy Wait/Weight, A Veil Not Yet There, Sharks in a Zoo, A Faustian Deal, Denial, The Voice of a Loved One, Explosions, Tribute to the Ocean, The Vast Expanse of the Ocean, Nurturing, Stalagmites in my Brain, and How Can I Put Those Boxes Away? by The Shower Poet,

Fire and Ice, and Walking by Woods on a Snowy Evening, by Robert Frost,

The Sunshine Kid, Paper People, and 59, by Harry Baker,

The Spider, by Robert P. Tristam Coffin,

Run With You, by Atlas,

A Litany, by Gregory Orr,

Landscape with a Blur of Conquerors, and Details of the Woods, by Richard Silken.

And many more.

Some of my favorite books are;

The Chronicles of Narnia, by C. S. Lewis,

Breadcrumbs, by Anne Ursu,

Ella Minnow Pea, by Mark Dunn,

Holes, Wayside School, Small Steps, and There's a Boy in the Girl's Bathroom, by Lois Sachar.

Hoot, Scat, Flush, and Chomp, by Carl Hiaasen.

Where the Mountain Meets the Moon, Starry River of the Sky, and When the Sea Turned to Silver, by Grace Lin.

And oh, so very many more.

Poems I have written;

Teach Me, Silent Serenade, Space Can Die, Weak Resolve, Boundaries Drawn, The Candle, Vacuum, One Pace, Adventure With Me, Stagnant, Workaholic, Sirens Can Cry, Dreamt of Loss, The Chalkboard, Shush, and many more to come.

Once was a girl, who would talk to herself. Stories, tales, thoughts in passing, of the past, future, of the sky and leaves, wind and breeze, of storm and calm. She longed to speak in a cadence. One to soothe. To heal. Doesn't everyone want that, to heal? To be somebody to someone, to have a voice like an anchor, eyes like a vice, that soften, that go warm like a bird's shelter?

Storm seeks calm. Calm seeks storm. They find a balance. But never, never do they stay still. She couldn't stay still. Her mind was a hurricane. And sometimes a breeze, sometimes a song to put you at ease, and sometimes, tight, coiled like a spring.

The calm wasn't who she was. Nor was she as much of the storm as she thought she was. Dear, she was a fire. She'd dim, and grow brighter. Her voice would get high when excited, she'd smile. Her embers couldn't rest. She'd smoulder. Then big stewing pots would bubble over. She'd speak in paragraphs, eyes like beacons, stumbling over words and not always making sense...

But it was beautiful. She loved, she loved deeply. She wanted to be loved, too. And she was. But when the smoke gets high, water and frost meeting that bright smile all too many times, it blurs out the hands, hearts, the words reaching, seeking...

She was silenced. Of course, the embers still burned. But the very things she stifled were the things she was beloved for. And she couldn't hear them.

But slowly, wet wood dries, my dear. You can't always cry. Time passes by. Wounds heal, scars fade, even when clouds pass over the stars. She was stronger than that.

She learned again to love. And though she had times she couldn't muster the songs, the words, the strength to hold on so tight, she began to heal.

Please, my dear, have patience. She is still healing.

Burnout is a dangerous thing. If you are stuck it never eases, never ceases. And things that brought you peace are no less, then, but grievous. It feels like Sisyphus himself is in charge of pulling you out of that rut. My dear, he can't.

The world moves so fast... I can't help but be dizzy. The facts and the future, like stones, whizzing, past my head, I bustle, I catch them, I'm busy...

The earth turns fast but not as fast as my head. Live, die. Fireflies. On my deathbed. I crave a rest, but I get anger instead. For injustice, for fury, the memories I shed...

Give my hands to the stars, fire for every digit. They fall from the sky when in darkness I fidget. Tear through the clouds, but then cry when I can't fix it. My brain is a void and...

I just.

Can't.

Bridge it.

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[ghost-bxrd]

Working on a playlist for the Mer Au! (Title still pending)

Starting out slow and soft and getting progressively more angry and ominous 👀🌊🦈

[cheekymode-activate]

Poseidon: "I've been waiting for this moment-"

ME TOO

[pythiasaint]

Mermaid Barbara Joan Gordon and Fisherman Jason Peter Todd commission by the incredible Courtney Blackburn.

[ninadove]

hi hi again. been listening to warrior of the mind again - and i give this to you in a way to convince any one person to listen to any one song from the troy saga album. :)

use those persuasive skills to the test because i haven’t tried any of the other songs yet

Hi again Jay!!! 💚

First of all, you have excellent taste. Warrior of the Mind is a bop. In fact all of EPIC is a bop. But for tonight let’s stick to the Troy Saga, where the insanity began.

The Horse and the Infant 🐴

This musical opens IN THE LITERAL TROJAN HORSE. You don’t get more badass and in medias res than that. In only 1:33 minute, this song successfully establishes Odysseus’ key character traits: his terrifying intelligence is only matched by his undying love for his family. Then, in the remaining 2:20 minutes, it introduces us to the themes that drive the entirety of the story: the gods suck, and survival means getting your hands dirty.

Speaking of which…

Just a Man 😔

Possibly the most important song in the entire musical. At this point in the story, Odysseus is exhausted by the ravages of war, but still clings to his humanity for as long as he can, as desperately as he can. The very thing that makes him “just a man” is what will eventually turn him into a 🎶 MOOONSTEEERRR 🎶 : deep down, he would trade the world to see his son and wife.

Full Speed Ahead ⛵️

UNDERRATED. This song introduces us to Odysseus’ crew, namely his best friend Polites and his second-in-command Eurylochus, as well as the 600 men who will all die atrociously before the end of the story. And it just. Sounds so good. Argh.

Open Arms 🪷

Just 🥰 a chill song 🥰 nothing to see here 🥰 it’s not like this sweet summer child is going to die a painful death and haunt the narrative or anything 🥰 you can relax my friend 🥰

Warrior of the Mind 🦉

The one that got the most people into EPIC, I think, and for good reason. We love Athena, we love a bragging teenager, we love toxic friendships that will backfire later on in the story. Athena has an amazing arc of her own throughout EPIC, highlighting that even gods could stand to grow and better themselves.

And Jay. Jay. We haven’t even brushed Remember Them yet. We haven’t talked about Puppeteer and There Are Other Ways. We haven’t mentioned the upcoming Underworld Saga and its flagship song Monster. WE HAVEN’T TALKED ABOUT RUTHLESSNESS. WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT RUTHLESSNESS JAY

[captainseamech]

//Ok so I struggled a bit trying to find a good timestamp to clip from this episode where High Tide talks the most since he barely had any lines so I struggled a bit more to compile the bits I like more where he talked just to share his French voice actor sjdndmmd

[darkcrowprincess]

Fun headcanon I just made up for Percico: I've been listening to Good kid from the Percy Jackson musical. And I love imagining Nico knows how to play the piano and write music. What if he wrote that song for Percy. Maybe Percy finds the song one day. And he's hit with so many feelings. Mostly that Nico managed to see him in a way that no one else has, or ever before. And it hits him to be known like that by someone.

(Don't like don't read. Post hate and I'll block you)

[king-alligator-loki]

You know what they say, the line between naivity and hopefulness is almost invisible, and all that

[cupiidzbow]

ok somewhat official playlists of the main f/os ( minus tom i need to make that one soon ) 🌼🤎

with honey and flowers 💕

riding the waves!! ☀️

[is-that-regulation]

Hi! If you don't like going to the club, what do you like to do for your recreational time?

I’d much rather read or play Dejarik. I’m not as good as @idiot-tamer but I enjoy playing.

I’d honestly like to try my hand at baking, but it’s hard to get ingredients and use of the mess kitchen. We got to try pastries on a planet we liberated from the Seppies, and they were blessed by the Maker. So sweet and flaky. I could eat those every day ☺️