#beautiful kalimba

[deerspherestudios]

Not sure if this has been asked before, if it has, then I'm sorry! what do you use to make the music for Mushroom Oasis? I love the soundtrack for it!

The music is actually one of the few things I didn't do for Mushroom Oasis! If you look within the game files, you can find the credits list titled 'BGM Credits' as a txt file!

Just because, I'll copy paste everything within it below for those curious: 🎵🎵🎵

Here are the credits for the background music used in Mushroom Oasis thus far! In no particular order:

1) Heartbeat scary music SOUND EFFECTS by: Morgentau Sound Effects Link: https://youtu.be/3LEJGxXzuAE?si=ZIKBsQMmv6jhrfKF File name: freaking-out

2) A curious thing by: Milktea Link: https://youtu.be/zkvjWY8o-xo?si=HHNC1KUqKs2jXoip File name: curiosity

3) A weird thing by: Chiro Link: https://youtu.be/iqk6fq-AkGA?si=JQbbwUt1Gd_IPxSd File name: freshen-up-firefly

3) Music Box Song | 'BURDEN' (Sad Music) by: Invadable Harmony Link: https://youtu.be/vknG0ttv1Q0?si=jIg_BBlsipGf9u9b File name: goodbye

4) Oriente Music composed and recorded by Oak Studios. Link: https://youtu.be/xXe10UJvqKU?si=aEB8Q4v2Dgyxjpvy | Creative Commons - Attribution ND 4.0 File name: kalimba-time

5) Playground by: Chiro Link: https://youtu.be/tjYp7_ek5yw?si=QoF_HbmzOxez6QLV File name: ladies

6) Sleeping Beauty Once Upon a Dream Music Box Version by: jsininger Link: https://youtu.be/4J2pmjDsJ7o?si=ZpH2yYJzGpZ3naaz File name: main-menu-theme

7) Ambient Sad Piano by: DS Productions Link: https://youtu.be/R6BFYCUY7t0?si=w6Nsgu9PVnSE5HQY File name: missing-kitty

8) Our little secret by: Chiro Link: https://youtu.be/i7VLuIDX3b0?si=FdxtfjYjC75oWS7N File name: mychael-is-here, mychael-is-here-please (edited), mychael-is-here-please-stay (edited)

9) Falling Star by: Dar Golan Link: https://youtu.be/qxPrWhirvf4?si=Y2-p0R7C2SJ6GkZh File name: listen-here

10) The Dread by: Kevin MacLeod Link: https://youtu.be/f3a48atRaDc?si=HI3indYt_o_zxv_4 File name: hypno-static-daytwo-electric-boogaloo

11) Hide and Seek by: Chiro Link: https://youtu.be/mzgBioaTtvI?si=89s4vmQPY6mEmjSx File name: silly-silly

12) mini candy by: Siix0 Link: https://youtu.be/pmEcIC2cq10?si=pSPZEcM-zUl61bhb File name: flirty-flirty

13) Nebula by: Myuu Link: https://youtu.be/tXC5pgOKcRw?si=wgoc8QKAo-mFvtiE File name: sus-sus

14) Good Night by: Siix0 Link: https://youtu.be/_8NcPQY3Di4?si=u6hyWh6Mg0ue53n1 File name: dinnertime

15) Blue Sizzle by: Kevin MacLeod Link: https://youtu.be/DDlid377QSA?si=zGIV1UVXVmupU-p7 File name: creep

16) Happy Day by: Chiro Link: https://youtu.be/Odlh1Ry42AI?si=glOl9hv3I8bYonhs File name: goofing-around

17) One sided Love by: Hye In Jeong Link: https://youtu.be/PzoeQTeF8qg?si=5bRAzpZK0SzoelzH File name: happy-end

18) Don't Die On Me by: https://youtu.be/Dz-tOLvN4C0?si=_fDreAdkKtPTVvC8 File name: forgiveme-forgetme

[talkbycolor]

me and my husband

A/N; wholesome old fashioned marriage in 1950, ITS 5AM I DIDNT SEELP ALL NITH

Pairing; "Mychael" x AFAB!Reader

CW; fluff / this is a what if MC stayed willingly on the forest, forgetting about the cat, his job and everything / reader is called wife and wears dresses but that doesnt mean its a woman (to my transmasc fellas (probably only me)) / this made me feel like inside a disney old movie / mawar, sansuyu and primrose are kinda like their babies / cute implied sex

The morning was as beautiful and warm as your heart, the sun's rays came through the windows while you combed your hair in front of the mirror, you could hear the morning song of the birds echoing from outside, the aroma of the forest was fresh, like a delicious mint tea in the morning, ready to brighten your day.

"Honey, Mychael, are you awake?" You asked as you looked at the green-tinted body next to you, the non-human boy only letting out a few muffled sounds, trying to sweep the dream away from himself.

"Good morning, firefly" Mychael said in a lazy tone, he opened two of his four eyes before leaning down to kiss your lips, morning breath was not a problem when it came to showing how much he loved you.

"I'm going to make breakfast, can you feed the girls?" Even though it was a question you were already standing up to put on a coat and head to the kitchen.

Mychael imitated you by standing up and putting on a coat, it would soon be winter and the weather was already starting to change, but that was okay! It meant you could be the little spoon when giving yourself nightly cuddles with your husband.

Ah, husband, that word sounded so nice.

Not long ago you told Mychael about what marriage was and the emotional meaning it carried, how that made you "officially" a family, so to speak.

Your wedding was in the garden, Marmar, Sunny and Rosie were present of course, Mychael walked you back to the city to get a beautiful white suit and veil, you looked so beautiful that day, Mychael made sure to repeat it every second and make you feel like the most esteemed jewel in the world.

You could still remember how your mother told you things about maturity, how sweet life would be once you found your loved one and shared a life together until death do you part.

Mychael was that, your loved one, a boy with a heart of gold who only loved you.

And to his three girls, of course, Mawar, Sansuyu and Primrose, since that day, every moment has felt so fresh and pure, like tasting paradise, swimming in clouds, sobbing stars.

And Michael? Oh, it was so adorable to see how he did anything for your comfort, you were his beloved pearl, his old-fashioned lover who loved naps by the fireplace and telling stories about his life.

If chickens could talk, they would say that you look at Mychael with radiant love in your eyes and he does the same.

While you were washing the vegetables for breakfast you heard Mychael entering back into the cabin after feeding the chickens and checking the crops. He approached humming a song, the same one he played for you for the first time on his kalimba, his hands wandering. over his hips and moved playfully from side to side, inviting you to dance with him.

"Come on sweetie, don't you want to dance with your husband for a moment?" He whispered in your ear, his hands took yours to force you to stop working and turn to look at him.

Yes, he didn't look human but that doesn't mean he wasn't attractive.

Your hand went up to caress the strange mushroom-patterned horn on his head, causing your husband to purr, it was so cute to see him so comfortable next to you, with you, with the life they had.

You left your job behind, his old home, but you wouldn't change anything you have now, a quiet and domestic life was all you needed.

Both bodies moved through the kitchen, spinning to the rhythm of Mychael's humming, the home was so cozy that the cold seemed nonexistent.

Despite still being a little numb from just waking up, you interrupted his humming to sing, it's not like you had the best voice and it was actually kind of embarrassing, but when you're in love, who doesn't do the cheesiest things? You laughed a little at how happy it made you to dance alongside your husband.

"Hey, hey, hey, lover�� you don't have to be a star, hey, hey, hey, lover… I love you just the way you are" Your cheeks burned with grief but that didn't stop you from smiling, Mychael leaned in to gather his forehead with yours as he enjoyed the moment with you.

Being with you made him the happiest man in the world.

"My wife is so sweet, you make me so happy, firefly" he whispered as one pair of eyes watched you, the other pair was closed as he savored the dance with you, he pulled your hips to cling to his body even more. "My beautiful wife, my beloved is so alluring, so charming, so wonderful, stunning, breathtaking" Receiving compliments from your man was always so pleasant, if you could purr like him you surely would.

"You look so alluring wearing that flowery apron" He commented with a mischievous smile, Mychael was a bit cocky by nature and loved to tease you.

He knew you liked that.

You both cooed at each other for a long time until your stomach growled, demanding food, you couldn't ignore the routine anymore so you both got to work on breakfast.

It was such a complete love, such a full life, such a happy heart.

After having breakfast you made sure to take good care of Marmar, Sunny and Rosie, that the field was in perfect condition, and clean the cabin. Mychael had gone out to bring a few things that were missing from the home, such as more firewood, meat for dinner and some pipes to install the drainage system in the bathroom, it was almost ready.

Not every day was the same, sometimes they had time to spare and they would settle down together in front of the fireplace, go for a walk through the most relaxing areas of the forest, or cuddle the chickens.

"Honey, wifey" Your husband's voice rang, he was knitting new wool sweaters since it would soon be winter. You walked over to your husband to snuggle up next to him, the atmosphere making your eyes feel heavy.

"Tired, firefly?" Mychael asked, just watching you pout and bat your eyelashes was enough to have the green-skinned boy carrying you bridal style to the bedroom, it always worked so you didn't help but let out a malicious giggle.

Things in bed were also fun, you were both passionate and loved each other intensely.

"I love you so much, Mychael, I want you to lull me, drown me, crush me…" You asked him in a whisper despite being the only ones in the cabin, the warm atmosphere of the home protected them, You were in the dark, the sounds of the forest setting their act of love. "My husband is so good, he knows how to make me feel so good, so desired" You confessed to him with a blush on your cheeks, saying what you felt so openly (maybe even a little bold) was still something that made you nervous.

"Thank you for coming into my life, dear" The seriousness with which he said those words carried so much feeling, he gave you a sad smile, you knew that Mychael was alone before he met you… very, very alone. "You always fill my heart with so much joy, knowing that you are mine... I feel so loved and… I want to make you feel loved, I am completely devoted to you, firefly, your wishes are my commands"

You were both sighing under the sheets, exhausted by their recent act, bodies so close together that they seemed to melt into each other as they enjoyed the other's heat.

"I love you"

"I love you"

You both laughed, sharing a loving kiss before falling asleep.

♡

[iammeiamwe]

I mean. I saw him. I had to draw him- I needed to- he's too cuteee I can't-

(I'm sorry I don't know how to draw a kalimba so it looks like a random box shape)

The idea I had was that he is sitting in some beautiful place, getting the instrument out of his pocket and he just almost starts playing... And well you approach him. He is nervous now :(

Poor Tear can't have a moment of peace ever in his life without someone interrupting😅

Tear Sans belongs to @eriscary

(click for better quality)

[floofeh-purpi]

Getting isekai'd?! (Part 6)

Sagau! Genshin Fatui x Gn! Reader (ft. Your bsf)

『Beloved fluffball/s mentioned below! 💜』

@justmare @mc-cos-charm @keirennyx

NEW FLUFFBALL ADDED TO MY COLLECTION!! Mwehehehehe >:3

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A/n: Almost at 50 fluffballs guys! 🥹

Warnings: Swearing, grammatical/spelling issues, bbg if you srsly forgot you have vitiligo, I couldn't find the image that I always use in the header thingy part so I had to improvise, y/b/f/n and you being silly.

【Part 5】

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The 5 signs that Our Holiness has descended upon Teyvat:

1. Golden blood.

2. The sound of Their Majesty's 'Kalimba' playing in the air.

3. Shooting stars.

4. Their Holiness' lovely voice.

5. Their dog that Their Majesty calls "Siberian Husky" yes aka your big baby sitting on your lap.

The Cryo Archon letted out a a quiet gasp. "How could I have forgotten the melodies My Grace used to play..." she thought as she closed the book and putted it back to its shelf, her shoes clicking against the floor of her icy-cold palace.

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You hummed a song to yourself as you helped your friend build a wooden house in Minecraft. "Yo should we just do milk chocolate or dark chocolate planks?" You asked with a stupid grin on yoir face.

"Bitch you could've just said oak or dark oak planks... 😭" Your best friend said affectionately. And yet you deadass expect them to take you seriously when your like this. "But now im hungry wtf?" You both said in unison.

"Bruh."

"Bitch? Anygays wanna go to the kitchen together?"

"Sure~!" Y/b/f/n said in the gayest fucking way possible.

You both turn off your computers and went to the kitchen.

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You guys were eating (f/f) Y/b/f/n was eating it because you were eating it too :3 until a knock on the door rudely interrupted you guys' snacking session. "Stupid fucking door..." Y/b/f/n thought. How dare the person interrupt their precious time with you? But anyways, they go to the door open it, only to see a certain gingerhead whose alias is the literal opposite of what he is *EHEM* Child...

"Hello comarde! May I come in?"

"Yah, sure. 😐" Your bsf made some space for him to go through the door. "HOY (N/N), WE HAVE A VISITOR! PISTE KA" Y/b/f/n yelled at you.

"PISTE I HAVENT FINISHED MY FOOD" Tartaglia sweatdropped slightly as you cursed back before you took the last bite of your (f/f). You started to make you way into the living room. "Hah?"

"Oh? Is this your roomate, comrade?"

"Yas, this beautiful person over here is (Y/n), aka the other person you saw in that photo near the fireplace. 😍" Childe's smile faltered abit as he remembered how your bsf nearly made his skeleton jump by by saying that behind him. "Right..." But the moment he looked at you, his first thought was: "HOLY SHIT THEY LOOK MORE PRETTIER THAN THE PHOTO" He thought, not realizing he blushing like a fucking strawberry.

"Is bro ok...?" You almost had a hand on your mouth as you practically called one of the villians in the game one of the most casual terms you know.

"Nah. He'll be fineeee..."

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Eeeeeeee finally done!

【Part 7】

Published: July 2 2024. 3:21pm.

[cloudxxiia]

gravity of spacetime - "from the stars, we rise; to the stars, we fall. in the cosmos, a romantic ending awaits humans."

the moment i fell in love with "gravity of spacetime" was xavier's "shining traces" card, and it still gives me goosebumps to listen to <3 . it's such a beautiful ost, and absolutely my favourite from the love and deepspace soundtrack overall!! super happy to finally be able to do a cover of it hehe :>

[the-hottest-band-tournament]

Round Two

Queen

Defeated opponents: Green Day

Formed in: 1970

Genres: rock, glam-rock, hard rock, pop-rock, pop, disco

Lineup: Freddie Mercury- vocals 

Brian May- guitar 

John Deacon- bass 

Roger Taylor- drums 

Albums from the 80s: 

The Game (1980)

Hot Space (1982)

Flash Gordon (1982, movie soundtrack)

The Works (1984)

A Kind Of Magic (1986)

The Miracle (1989)

Propaganda: “HAVE YOU SEEEEN THEMMMM???? these men never lost their looks as they aged. smoking hot 20 somethings to smoking hot 40 somethings. in their own words, "we was glam" and "we were all stunning". all four had impeccable style choices 99% of the time, from leather jackets and wraps to monochrome to undone blazers and ties to brightly coloured /everything/. Deacon changed his hair style every few years and even in just tshirts and booty shorts, never missed. Roger had a sleazy mullet and sunglasses for what felt like forever, hot Persian dad, did not miss. Brian forgot how to fully button shirts. bell bottoms. same hair for 50 years. no misses. even after Freddie got sick and started wearing makeup and had to grow a beard to cover up, MAN NEVER FUCKIN MISSED. he was beautiful to the day he died. and thats not even touching on the leather daddy look from the early 80s.king shit. we love wrinkles and laugh lines in this gd house. if they don't sweep I’m blowing this whole website up we was glam”

“a few years back i was obsessed with these guys and i would find it hard to not have a crush on all of them. in the 80s especially brian was GORGEOUS.. BEAUTIFUL”

Earth, Wind & Fire

Defeated opponents: Midnight Oil

Formed in: 1969

Genres: R&B, pop, funk, post-disco

Lineup: Maurice White - vocals, kalimba, drums, percussion

Verdine White – bass, backing vocals

Philip Bailey – lead vocals, conga, percussion, kalimba

Ralph Johnson – percussion, backing vocals, drums

Roland Bautista - lead/rhythm guitar, vocals

Larry Dunn - keyboards, synthesizers, minimoog

Andrew Woolfolk - flute, saxophone, percussion

Fred White - drums, percussion

Johnny Graham - lead/rhythm guitar, trumpet, percussion

Albums from the 80s:

Faces (1980)

Raise! (1981)

Powerlight (1983)

Electric Universe (1983)

Touch the World (1987)

The Best of Earth, Wind & Fire, vol. 2 (1988)

Propaganda:

Visual propaganda for Queen:

[yourwitchybrother]

Apollo, My Beloved

Perhaps I couldn't wait any longer before I finally addressed my beloved patron and godspouse. Both of which are terms I will define in this post. Apollo has been part of my life, well... since birth! Being my Patron, he has been around for all of it. He's seen me at my best and at my worst, he's seen me through my relationships and my hardships. He saw me through my hardest moments, through the easier times, and through the trauma I've faced.

So yeah. He and I are pretty close. Let's get into it, this is going to be a long one.

Who is Apollo? ☀

I have heard Apollo referred to as the God of many things, and this description of him is not incorrect as much as it is a gross minimization of the things he takes Godly precedence over. He is the god of:

The Sun; Light; Poetry; Music and the Arts; Healing / Medicine; Plagues; Knowledge; Order; Prophecy; Truth; A God of Beauty; Agriculture; and Archery.

Some of these things are not as well known as others, and there are absolutely some things missing from that list. Again. He rules over a lot of things.

Apollo, in my life, has been more present as the God of music and the arts, and prophecy. A major part of my practice is the art of prophecy and divination, the concept of time and the future. Of course, I do not have as much time as I would like to delve fully into the concept of time as much as I'd like, but I still like to dip my toes into the concept of prophecy. It took me a while to accept the fact that prophecies do, in fact, exist, and they are things that can be accessed by someone who is not the Oracle at Delphi.

Apollo is also known for having many lovers and, more nuanced, has been claimed as a patron God of Queer individuals. He has had his fair share of gay lovers himself, and in fact, is quite known for having a series of lovers who have then turned into plants. For example:

Hyacinthus, who was turned into a Hyacinth. Daphne, who was turned into a Laurel tree. Cyparissus, who was (unwillingly) turned into a Cyprus Tree.

At a certain point, it is almost comical.

Apollo, as a Worshipper and Devotee.

Of course, everyone starts somewhere. And for a good portion of my practice, I started as a worshipper and devotee of Apollo. This meant that I was dedicating certain acts to him and gifting him little trinkets and leaving him offerings. My favorite instance was when I left him a pack of cookies for about a month. After a month, I went to eat them as to not waste them. The cookies gave me static and shocked me. Apollo and I had a conversation about boundaries following this.

I have been devoted to Apollo my whole life, I like to say. Ever since I could improperly hold utensils within my digits, I drew on things. When I first learned how to make illegible sounds, I sang. When I learned how to create poorly worded poetry, I crafted it. By no means am I a lyrical genius or a poet laureate. In fact, I'm horrible at writing song lyrics and I have only ever written one catchy verse, and in all my years of playing Ukulele, I have never been able to play and sing until November of last year.

However, in my early childhood, leading up to college, I was nearly prodigal when it came to musical instruments. I graduated high school knowing how to play clarinet, bass clarinet, saxophone, flute, xylophone, euphonium (my favorite), bass guitar, acoustic guitar, ukulele, trumpet, trombone, and kalimba. I'm sure there are people out there who know more instruments, but all things considered, this is a damn collection of instruments that I'm pretty okay at. In 8th grade I was the back-up singer in my military schools rock band, I was the acoustic guitarist.

I've also been acting for about 9 years (I'm about to be 20), which is a good portion of my sentient and cognisant life. I've done work both on stage and off, but yet still have not managed to be in a musical. They scare me.

Not to mention my history with other forms of art. In fifth grade, I painted a still life that was elected and ended up in a local art gallery. In the first week of May, one of my photos from study abroad was selected as being the best in its category and I won a prize. My history teacher hung a drawing I did of her daughter in the classroom because she adored it so much. However, that may have just been because it was a picture of her daughter.

This laundry list of artistic endeavors is not meant to be a flex or a brag. It's meant to showcase my extensive history in the arts and my devotion to Apollo. He has been an important part of my life. Before every performance, I pray to him. Before every concert, I'd ask him to send me humility and patience. Before every drawing, I ask Apollo for inspiration and a dash of creative whimsy. I also say hi to the sun every morning, wishing him a good morning while I drink my morning coffee.

Apollo, as my Patron.

As my patron, Apollo is my biggest mentor. He is there for me through thick and thin. When the going gets tough. I know I can lean on and rely on him.

My mother calls me Sunshine (my hair sticks up and gets all frizzy, and so she calls me Sunshine because she considers my hair to be rays), she always has. This is reflective of Apollo's presence in my life, in my opinion. A little ray of the sunshine that he emits.

But back to the mentor thing. Apollo has always been someone I can look to whenever I need guidance. Whether that means consulting the cards and asking him for some guidance, or using a pendulum and having an asinine round of "is that a yes or a no" with him, or him sending me a sign.

Very recently, I asked him for a sign that he's still there. That he hasn't gone anywhere or left me. I asked him to send me something bright orange, out of the ordinary, that I wouldn't expect to see. About two days later, at the beach, one of the friends we had been waiting on shows up wearing a bright orange dress. And I mean neon. And she never wears bright colors like that.

But, enough hyperspecific personal anecdotes. If I keep going, this post would be an autobiography.

Apollo, as a patron, is a very hyper and mischievous guide and mentor. He will say things that don't make sense in the moment, but will eventually make sense. He likes his riddles. He likes his complex-meaning messages. That is why it's important to write things down, of course.

Apollo, as a Godspouse.

So, let me start with the definition of a Godspouse. A godspousal to a God, Goddess, or any divine being with the intention to devote yourself to them wholly and fully for the rest of your life. This can look like a lot of things. It can be entirely platonic, it can be romantic, it can be a continuous boss-employee work style relationship, pretty much anything. The only difference between this and a normal worship or working relationship is that it is sort of binding. It is not a light decision to make, and it should be a decision you make after years of already devoting yourself to the divine being.

I am of the unpopular belief that you can start deity work at any time during your practice, not just later on. Apollo started my practice with me, and I am of the firm belief that I only understood parts of my practice and have made so much progress with his assistance. It obviously depends on the deity you work with, which deities you accept help from, and who you let into your life. But this is an entirely separate post for another time. Apollo and I have developed a strong, firm bond over the past 10 years. And in the grand scheme of my practice, we've been godspoused for only a short while.

Our relationship is more of a romantic kind, in the sense that we have our affectionate nicknames for one another (he calls me his songbird and sunbeam, and I call him Sunspot / my sunlight). We flirt back and forth and send one another gifts (I, in the form of offerings, and he, in the form of signs and literal gifts through people in my life). It's a sweet little give-and-take we have. My end goal, though, is to become a sort of oracle for Apollo. Again, this loops back to my obsession with time and prophecy.

The End (Finally)

If you read all of that, you rock! Apollo is important to me and he has left a major imprint in my life. He is a major source of light for me and to not ramble about him this much would be a cardinal sin of which I would have to repent for. Plus, he loves and adores attention. But I will stop running my mouth. As usual, if you have any questions or requests, feel free to comment them here or submit an ask via my tumblr. Blessed be, may the sun be your guide! A domani!

[flan-tasma]

Te dedican una canción (Fontaine ver.)

💖~ The brilliant men of Fontaine and the songs I heard and imagined they could dedicate to you because I spent most of my life imagining scenarios that will never happen...

With songs in spanish :D

Warning: Nope now💖, GN!Reader | Google Translate sponsors me (it's a lie) If I made any mistakes in the english translation, I would be happy to read your comments! | Content in spanish and english

Spanish:

Lyney te dedicaría "Muerte en Hawaii" y nadie me puede hacer cambiar de opinión. El hombre aprendería cómo tocar la guitarra y se pasaría toda la canción sonriendo y actuando cada cosa de la canción y por eso Lyney es el mejor. Puntos extra porque definitivamente hace aparecer para ti un ramo de flores.

"Soy todo lo que soy porque tú eres todo lo que quiero."

Freminet te dedicaría "Vuelta al mundo" y puede o no tocar algún instrumento, pero definitivamente la canta en susurros y en la noche cuando ambos están muy cansados y él solo quiere recordarte que te ama mucho. Toma tu mano y sonríe mientras ambos se quedan dormidos.

"Abrazarme con las nubes, sumergirme bajo el agua y ver como las burbujas suben y..."

Neuvillette puede dedicarte "Quién Será" y definitivamente es la cosa más bella del mundo. Ni siquiera sabes que te la está dedicando, solo la escuchan en su oficina y él inmediatamente te está mirando y sonriendo con amor mientras te das cuenta que te está hablando mediante la canción. Puede que acepte bailar contigo si lo levantas de su silla.

"He querido volver a vivir la pasión y el calor de otro amor, de otro amor que me hiciera sentir, que me hiciera feliz."

Wriothesley definitivamente te dedica "Virgen" y no es solo porque entrego mi alma solo por bailar con él él definitivamente te invita a bailar mientras la canción suena de fondo, ambos bailan al ritmo de la música y él sonríe mientras se acerca a tu rostro y te besa antes de cantar para ti mientras te da varias vueltas y te balancea contra su cuerpo que te sostiene.

"Soy el hombre que muere contigo, amor, yo sí te amo y vivo por ti, mi linda querida."

English:

Lyney would dedicate "Muerte en Hawaii" to you and no one can change my mind. The man would learn how to play the guitar and spend the entire song smiling and acting out every single thing in the song and that's why Lyney is the best. Bonus points because he definitely makes a bouquet of flowers appear for you.

"I am everything I am because you are everything I want."

Freminet would dedicate "La Vuelta Al Mundo" to you and he may or not play an instrument, but he definitely sings it in whispers at night when you are both very tired and he just wants to remind you that he loves you very much. He takes your hand and smiles as you both fall asleep.

"Embrace the clouds, dive underwater and watch the bubbles rise and..."

Neuvillette can dedicate "Quién Será" to you and it is definitely the most beautiful thing in the world. You don't even know he's dedicating it to you, you just listen to it in his office and he's immediately looking at you and smiling lovingly as you realize he's speaking to you through the song. He may agree to dance with you if you get him out of his chair.

"I have wanted to relive the passion and warmth of another love, another love that made me feel, that made me happy."

Wriothesley definitely dedicates "Virgen" to you and it's not just because I give my soul just to dance with him he definitely invites you to dance while the song plays in the background, you both dance to the rhythm of the music and he smiles as he approaches you face and kisses you before singing for you while he spins you around several times and swings you against his body that holds you.

"I am the man who dies with you, love, I do love you and I live for you, my pretty darling."

[securi-tv]

{A Drone approaches your cage, and for a brief moment, pauses to study you.}

{Then, it sits down less than an arm's reach beyond the cage, and pulls a small instrument out of its jacket. Then, begins to play gently.}

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R6IQNvfsZ5E)

(It looks up from the doll it's now splitting open with its claws, and at the source of the new music. Accordingly, the music box seems to play along)

(INTRUDER)

(Wha- it is a Drone and it's not even in the cage)

(MMMM)

(It growls, and approaches the drone. The music its playing seems to be soothing enough to make sure it doesn't attack immediately, however, it keeps its distance. To be safe)

(Its music is pretty)

(...)

(Do you know what that instrument is?)

(... A KALIMBA)

(Hmmmm. It sounds beautiful)

(... MM)

-.-- --- ..- / .--. .-.. .- -.-- .-.-.- / -... . .- ..- - .. ..-. ..- .-.. .-.. -.-- .-.-.-

[sarahalainn]

Thank you 藤沢! 🤘 湘南に因んだセトリ 🌊

気づけば8つの楽器を演奏👀

初披露&挑戦はこちら��日本産🎸@freedomcgr

サーフミントグリーンもいつか弾いてみたい💚

サーフィン🏄‍♀️はできないけど、サーフ音楽で🎸

【LIVE リハ】夜空の星 | エレキソロに初挑戦！🎸| サラ・オレイン | 加山雄三カバー

Japanese surf music 🏄‍♀️

サラバンドの1人、みつるさんから貴重な楽器をお借りさせて頂きました。奥が深いエレキ！見た目・色で楽器を選ぶという感覚はなかったからそれも新鮮

My Sarahband member, Araya Mitsuru lent me his precious instrument. Deep! The concept of choosing an instrument by its look/colour is also new to me.

🎸=FREEDOM CUSTOM GUITAR RESEARCH の Eza SSH(2018)

I always change my repertoire according to the venue. Shonan = beach culture. I can’t surf. But surf music can do 🎸 My first time playing this beauty on stage! ⚡️

〜The instruments I used this dayこの日演奏した楽器達〜

Violin

Electric violin

Piano

Keyboard

Kalimba

Music box

Ocean drum

Electric guitar

ちょっと海を渡って行くべ！

ツアーいよいよ残り3公演です👋🥲

僕の行くところへ、ついておいでよ！🤘👋🎸

Sarah Àlainn 2023 Tour

Time to Say Goodbye ~ Sayonara

～７月～

3(月)加古川👋

4(火)姫路👋

5(水)大阪👋

14(金)高崎👋

20(木)豊田👋

21(金)一宮👋

22(土)豊橋👋

23(日)岐阜👋

～Sarah Àlainn Quintet～

◉ 8月23日(水)

東京文化会館 大ホール👋

～9月～

2日(土)藤沢👋

～10月～

3日(火)鳥取県 NEW!

4日(水)広島 NEW!

17日(火)札幌 FINAL

1/f FANCLUB 限��ライブ

締切が今日です！どんな選曲みなさんされたのかな？楽しみ&ドキドキ

Sarah Àlainn「1/f」MEMBERS SPECIAL LIVE ～ Only One〜

🎼日時：2023年11月21日（火）
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[deerspherestudios]

Day 2 was SO good! Mychael’s new sprite is so soft and cool, loved the nod to his new height, all of his expressions are so good, and they transition really smoothly. When I saw the chickens my heart melted, especially Sunny. The flower field scene was SO beautiful, Mychael softly smiling had my heart melted, the kalimba was so comforting! That ending was amazing! I did NOT expect that! I love MO, both days are masterpieces! I hope you have an amazing day/night you wonderful, wonderful person!

Waaa I think I missed posting this after the Day 2 release but tysm for the kind words! 😭

[fragileizywriting]

she is nearly the splitting image of her mother, with dark hair and shining eyes, and when she first approaches, hands hidden behind her back, mischievious in a way that reminds him so dearly of adrien, luka can't help but smile.

"hi, emma."

"hi, bampas!"

he picks her up before she can duck out of his grasp, and just like the old man he is, a grunt comes out of him when he moves back to sit in his dining chair. laughter peels out of her like it's the funniest thing she's ever heard.

she's a squirmer, made a little bit harder to hold because her dress balloons out similar to the shape of a cupcake— her shoes are shiny and rather tough on his pants, with tiny ridiculous buckles that he spends a good time fussing with to get on her in the mornings when it's his turn to dress her, and emma wants to choose to wear a dress. it was adrien's turn this time, which is why her socks are frilly and her mary janes are polished and she's wearing a plastic hairband, because adrien doesn't know how to fix her bangs in a way that marinette makes look simple.

"what are you up to?" he asks her. she's still small enough where she only needs to sit on one of his thighs. "are you hungry? it's almost dinner time."

"not yet! i have something for you!" her voice is tinny like a house sparrow, and one of her hands touches his wrist. in her other, a little package, wrapped hastily with tissue paper and a significant amount of clear tape. "i gave presents to papa and mama, already. i couldn't find you, but mama said you'd be in here."

the princess is never alone. not only is it dangerous to her, but it is also dangerous to everyone else; she's not in control of her magic, not yet, and though she's good at glamour, she's not good at everything else. a sneeze could make something catch fire. they've already gotten the unfortunate problem where adrien's books will disappear if she says something innocuous. which is why when luka looks up, there is a caretaker all the way at the doorframe, attempting to be quiet and out of the way— but luka wasn't raised in a place where servers blended into the landscape of a room, so he greets them, and all the while emma continues to stir in anticipation.

"where'd you get me a present from? school?"

"today was money day! i learned how to use money."

"oh, yeah?"

"it was fun!"

she goes on to explain the little room the class had been taken to, with many colorful books and low tables filled with baskets of stuff. pencils, rulers, erasers, shiny things that caught her eyes— all of it were accessible provided they had enough money— he doesn't recall ever seeing this letter from the school, but then again, it was probably marinette that filled it out. he knows that if adrien had seen the envelope, he would've sent far too much money, because he spoils their child like the princess she is. then, they would take their little basket to the cash register, where every cent is counted, right up to the total.

all that to say... "i got you something!"

"what'd you get me?"

"open it!" she says with a giggle. "please? i want you to open it."

i want bampas to open it!

well, that's an easy contract.

he struggles a bit, because the tape is sticky and the tissue paper is lilac colored— her favorite color, because it's the color that jules has in her wings— but inevitably he finds himself unwrapping it to reveal a little, tiny, plastic kalimba.

oh.

"oh," luka says, picking it up. it's smaller than his palm, child sized, with bigger tines made for children learning a new instrument, rainbow colored to get their attention. it's perfect. "emma... this is beautiful."

she's glowing like a star. "do you like it?"

"i love it."

[vibee2001]

You guys... "avatars love" is such a beautiful song. There's this one hour loop of it on YouTube, and I've listened to it many times over!

I'm currently listening to it as I type this

The song is just pure serenity, but at the same time, it just makes me want to ball my eyes out, so many emotions! If I ever mary, it's definitely gonna get played at some point.

Also a kalimba, it's such a beautiful instrument, I want one!

Ok I'm buying one 🏃🏽

[cookie-arts]

I forgot to post this here ^^;

Here's my fan art of Ikemen Vampire's Isaac Newton, Twisted Wonderland's Azul Ashengrotto, and Auburn (@azulashengrottospiano)

I was supposed to color this but the color pencils are missing T T so I'll just post it like this

Thoughts while drawing:

Azul is the easiest one to draw. 8/10

Auburn is the second easiest. I did have some trouble with the skirt pleats. 7.5/10

Isaac. Isaac was VERY hard to draw. The most time-consuming part. My neck hurt while drawing him 😭. I'm not that happy with his hair. A pain in the ass. 4/10

I was playing a kalimba cover of Piano Duet from the Corpse Bride on repeat. It was beautiful.

My pen malfunctioned while I was tracing the sketch so it's kinda messy when you look closely.

This drawing was based on this template (I don't know where it came from tho T T)

[dreamthinkimagine]

Music

For @nhasablogg

Music.

That was one thing people didn't think of when they thought of one James Kirk. They would think of Uhura or Spock, but not him. She could often be found singing to herself, and anyone who'd listen, in the halls and break room. You could hear the strings of a Vulcan lute being plucked into a beautiful melody as you passed Spock's quarters. He'd even play in the break room on occasion and allow Uhura to sing along. Jim, however, seemed to never even hum a tune to himself. So, Spock's human half was quite surprised to hear a kalimba from the other side of the Captain's door.

He stood there a minute, listening to the song. It was nothing like he'd ever heard. Oh, he had heard a kalimba before, but the song was nothing he'd expect from his Captain. It was soothing, relaxing, and he wanted to join the melody. He knocked on the door.

"Captain, may I enter?"

"Of course, Mr. Spock." The door opened to reveal Kirk sitting on his bed, the small, wooden instrument in his hands. "What's up?"

"I did not know you were a musician, Captain." Kirk chuckled.

"I guess you could hear it, huh? Well, I'm not so sure I'd call myself one per se, but I know a few songs. It's a hobby."

"Music is a most logical practice, Captain." Kirk smiled. 'Of course it is, Spock' he thought to himself. "As I also happen to play an instrument, would you care if I retrieved it and joined you?"

"Not at all, Mr. Spock." He thanked him and started speed-walking to his quarters. Running would be too emotional. Thankfully everyone ignored him, figuring he was busy with important work. Everyone except for Doctor McCoy.

"Where are you goin' in such a hurry?"

"To retrieve my Vulcan lute."

"That doesn't explain why you're in a rush."

"I have just discovered that the Captain plays the kalimba and -"

"You're gonna play together!"

"...Yes, in his quarters."

"Do you think Jim'd mind if I come?"

"You play an instrument as well, Doctor?"

"Not exactly, but I used to sing in the Church choir when I was a boy, and I like to think I can still carry a tune." He smirked. "It would certainly make his kalimba and your lute sound a lot better."

"You think you can 'carry a tune', or you can, Doctor?" Bones straightened out.

"I'll get some sheet music and will be by in a few minutes."

"Vulcan sheet music is much more complex than yours."

"Well, it's a good thing Jim and I won't be reading Vulcan music," he said and headed for his quarters.

***

Back in Jim's room, he happily plucked away at the keys to a nice little melody. He loved the sound, loved the way the keys echoed over one another. It was relaxing, and that was something he rarely felt being the Captain of a starship.

When his door opened again, he was greeted by Spock, lute in hand, and ready to go.

"My apologizies, Captain. I was approached by Dr. McCoy in the hall, and he is determined to join us."

"Well, I don't see why he can't. What does he play?"

"He sings."

"...Well, this should be interesting," he said with a small, yet surprised, smile.

"What do you wish to play, Captain," Spock asked sitting down in a chair.

"I don't know. What Earth songs to you know? Your mother is human, she must've sang some." Without another word Spock began plucking out an earth tune. Jim recognized it, but didn't know it on his instrument. He tried different keys, trying to find the right notes, but once he found them he caught on quickly.

Soon Jim was lost in the sounds. The lute and his kalimba mixed together so well, forming a sound relaxing to the ear. Nothing else mattered anymore. Just him, Spock, and the beautiful melody they performed for each other. "You certainly know how to tickle the ivories, Mr. Spock. Or, strings."

That's when Spock stopped playing and looked up at Jim, eyebrows furrowed. "'Tickle the strings', Captain? I believe you are confused." Now Jim stopped playing.

"Confused?"

"How can I 'tickle the strings' when I will receive no reaction from them?" Jim saw where he was going with this now. "When I pluck the strings on my Vulcan lute," he said demonstrating, "it makes a sound, as it logically should. But that is not the reaction to be expected from tickling." He reached over and scribbled his fingers against Kirk's side. Jim laughed and pulled away, placing one hand on his side as a shield. "Laughter is the typical response."

"I know Spock. It's an earth saying meaning that you're a good musician."

"The phrase is illogical." Jim laughed again.

"Well -" Kirk was cut off by his own laughter as Spock started tickling again. He quickly placed his kalimba on his bed, not wanting it to break.

"There is no earth instrument that produces a sound such as this. Therefore the phrase is illogical."

"Spohohohock!" He noticed that Jim's pitch got higher or lower depending on where and how he tickled. He began using Jim's laughter to create the melody they had just played.

"I believe a situation such as this would be better fitting for your phrase, though still illogical." Thats when the door opened.

"Alright, I didn't have any Vulcan or kalimba sheet music, but I hope this'll - what's going on here?"

"I have made a fascinating discovery, Doctor. And perhaps fixed an earth saying." Spock then demonstrated and played a brand new melody for McCoy.

When Uhura passed the door, she stopped for a few seconds, listening to the song and walked away humming the new tune. When people asked her where it was from, she'd say, "I heard it from the Captain."

Yes, music was now something people would think of when they thought of Jim Kirk.

[wishing-stones]

you said you like musical headcanons. do the gang play any instruments?

I love musical headcanons.

As a rule of thumb, everyone who was previously a Sans in their au (and remember it) can play trombone. All of them, bar none. (This is essentially excluding the dreamtale brothers, Ink, and Error)

Killer can play some guitar, but his true talent lies in playing piano. He plays beautifully, he taught himself to fill the silence while waiting around in his empty world. It only got better when he started working with Nightmare, who, naturally, owns a beautiful grand piano, and had the resources for him to get better. He'll go play if he has nothing better to do and is in a good mood. Dust can also play guitar, but his talent lies in bass. He enjoys playing a bass line more than he does the main melody or the guitar tabs, and everyone can play guitar, anyway. Super common. He doesn't play a lot, but can be convinced. Axe doesn't really have the capacity to play much anymore. He has a little kalimba that he does sometimes, though, because it doesn't take a whole lot and it fits in his pocket. Also, it sounds nice. He's pretty good, actually, and it makes a nice noise rolling off phalanges rather than skin. Cross can play guitar, and... pretty fucking well. He prefers acoustic, and can play some lovely baroque and spanish styles. I don't know if anyone's asked for him, but I headcanon that Baggs can play violin. An electric one, to be specific. Really fascinating instruments. Nightmare plays just about anything with keys. Piano, harpsichord, pipe organ, you name it. I think I remember reading somewhere that he plays violin in canon, but to add to that, he also is a magnificent cellist.

Dream can also play the violin, but he's best with a piano and a harp. He's taken an interest in clarinet, and can sort of play one. He's learning Ink canonically plays the flute. Given enough time, though, he can play just about anything. Not well, but he can make anything make not-unpleasant sounds. Blue took an interest in the french horn, but his true musical talent lies in drums. He's an energetic, fun drummer.

Error, surprisingly or unsurprisingly, plays the harp. Well. Playing music helps cut through some bad spirals and glitch attacks. He doesn't like people knowing about it because he thinks it makes him look soft.