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sepulchralsmile · 11 months ago

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while the others talk, we were listening to lovers rock

or: Steve and Billy listen to records in Steve's room.

Billy doesn’t really know how he got here.

Well, objectively he knows. Steve Harrington’s abysmal English grade is the starting point. Cornered after school by Ms. Hofeditz and a reluctant Harrington trailing close behind with a sour look on his face.

He almost didn’t believe it when she asked, and was fully expecting Harrington to protest, maybe put up some sort of a fight. Instead, he was struck dumb when Harrington just stayed silent, watching him from behind Hofeditz’s back with a kind of desperation in his eyes Billy had never seen on him before. So he said yes; if anything, it was to get that pathetic look off Harrington’s pretty face.

If he was willing to get over it, Billy would too; even if he did still think it was weird Harrington was in a shack in the middle of the woods with a bunch of middle schoolers.

From there they’ve slowly progressed past tension-filled tutoring sessions to less tense cigarette breaks. Those somehow evolved into late car rides to the quarry, a six pack shared between them. And now… they’re here. At Steve Harrington’s house. In Steve Harrington’s bedroom. Listening to records.

He couldn't even tell you what record it was, honestly; it could be an hour of white noise and whale noises and he wouldn’t even care. Because the line of Steve’s thigh is pressed against his own, warm and solid.

The idea had been Steve’s, weirdly enough. Like he waited until Billy was completely blitzed and greened out before making his move, shaking Billy’s shoulder until he rolled his head on his neck to look over, eyes squinty and red from the smoke.

“You want to… listen to music?” He’d repeated back dumbly, staring at Steve and blinking like he was suddenly gonna disappear.

“Yeah,” Steve’d responded patiently, his own eyes staring back unblinking.

“So… should I go?” He asked then, caught off guard by the sudden change in conversation. He didn’t wanna go, far from it actually, but the pointed way Steve said I wanna listen to music had him thinking it was maybe his time to go.

Steve had rolled his eyes, said an exasperated oh my god, and clasped a hand around Billy’s wrist like he was keeping him planted there, and Billy was thankful for the way they both ignored the way he jolted at the touch.

When Steve tugged him up the stairs, still clutching his wrist, he thought he’d finally lost it. And he was pretty ready to embrace the sweet clutch of insanity.

But now he could see that this was the true test of his mental capacity: sitting side by side with Steve Harrington on his plush, king bed while music plays on in the background.

They left the joint downstairs, although Billy would kill to have something to do with his hands right now. Or just something to do in general, so he wouldn’t look so out of sorts. As it is, his hands are sitting loose in his lap, sweaty and clammy. A couple fingers keep twitching restlessly, and he tries not to stare at them too hard as he feels Steve shift next to him on the edge of the bed.

“Whaddya think?” Steve breathes near his ear, close enough that he can smell the Schlitz from earlier. His heart feels like it’s gonna beat out of his chest. “D’you like it?”

Billy strains to hear, tries to listen past the roar of blood in his ears. It’s something with a deep guitar, offbeat bass, kind of funky. Not really his thing, by the sounds of it. But listening to it in Steve’s room, just separated by a hair’s breadth— well, he could get into it.

“It’s good,” he says, internally cringing as his voice cracks. He’s trying to keep a cool head, but it’s difficult when his mouth feels like it’s full of cotton and his cheeks feel too hot. The click in his throat from a dry swallow seems to echo in the room.

Steve gives him a slanted smile, like he knows Billy’s full of shit and can see right through him. The worst thing is, Billy’s being so obvious he probably can. But his eyes are warm when he tracks them down Billy’s face. “Cool. I’m glad you like it.”

Billy feels the absurd urge to cover his face, even though that would be fucking weird, and Steve would probably laugh at him. He’s never felt this unmoored, this out of sorts— but then again, he’s never gotten this close to someone he’s actually liked like this before. Not the overbearing girls from school or the moms who stare too long in the grocery store; someone he’s actually interested in.

And embarrassingly, it’s like Steve knows this, because he just keeps giving this easy smile. Eyes crinkling a little at the corners. Scoots impossibly closer. Billy resists the urge to fidget. Why’s he so goddamn close? He doesn’t even wanna know what he looks like right now; how obvious he’s being.

But Harrington apparently doesn’t notice that, because as the seconds pass he just wiggles closer and closer until they’re pressed all along their sides. Until it’s the only thing he’s aware of; how firm and unyielding Steve is next to him. Unmistakable that he’s there, taking up space. There’s no way he doesn’t know that he’s practically snug against Billy. Right?

Billy keeps his eyes forward, staring ahead at the record player across the room like it’s gonna coach him on how to get out of here without the world’s most obvious boner. Get ahold of yourself, you freak, is the running though in his head, screaming from the deep recesses of his brain, act fucking normal.

“You’re so tense,” Steve breathes again, even closer and warm in his ear. Billy can’t help but shiver. “Oh, are you cold? Here,” and then he winds an arm around Billy, wrapping around the other side to rub his forearm up and down.

Uh.

He’s going crazy, right? Because no fucking way Steve Harrington is doing this. Putting moves on him.

Because that’s exactly how this feels; he’s pretty sure if they were in a movie theater right now Steve would have his arm around his shoulders, staring ahead like Billy’s brain isn’t melting between his ears. He’s not even getting warmer, or more relaxed, just holding himself stock still as Steve thumbs through the hairs on his arm. Billy shivers again.

There’s a part of him that knows he can’t just sit like this, jaw clamped shut and eye trained forward. So, like a dumbass, he just clears his throat and says, “Thanks.”

“Sure,” Steve replies, like it’s just that easy. As simple as warming up a buddy who’s cold, that’s all. He’s probably reading too much into this. He’s definitely reading too much into this. Straight guys probably sit this close all the time and don’t spontaneously combust on the spot. All he’s gotta do is take a deep breath and—

“I never knew your hair was this curly, at the root,” Steve tugs on a lock of hair above his ear before tucking it away, smoothing down the curl closest. “It’s really cute.”

His throat goes dry. What. The fuck.

“Thanks,” he says again, more of a croak this time, like a total dipshit. Has to take in a deep breath and does the thing he’s been afraid to do this whole time: meet Steve’s eyes.

He searches them desperately, not really sure what he’s looking for. Rejection, maybe. Or disgust. Something he knows and recognizes and understands. There’s a flutter in his chest that feels a lot like hope and longing and maybe? that feels too dangerous to encourage.

What he gets is a pair of warm brown eyes, sparkling from the light of the lamp on the nightstand. They’re bright. Open. Nothing like he’s expected. Steve Harrington is sitting next to him, with an arm almost wrapped across his chest. And Steve is looking at him like… like everything out of a cheesy romance movie, all the way down to the way he’s nervously staring at Billy’s lips.

And— okay. He’s definitely not imagining it. There’s no way even his mind could come up with the sight of Steve’s eyes, flicking down and up and down and up in a tantalizing trance.

Steve shifts next to him. Billy holds his breath.

“Hey,” Steve begins, tentative, voice still hushed, “I’m not— I’m not reading this wrong, right?”

Billy’s mouth is so dry. He swallows with another loud click and stays exactly where he is. Afraid that if he moves even an inch, everything will snap back to normal.

He’s desperate to hold onto this moment. To stay suspended in time, exactly as they are. But there’s a small part of himself that’s saying it’s not real, it’s a trick, it’s something.

So he doesn’t know what to say. Instead, he shakes his head, and hopes to god that Steve knows what he means. That it’s enough.

It is. Somehow. Steve’s face breaks into a soft grin, smoothing the furrowed line between his brows. He glances down at Billy’s lips one more time— fuck, he feels like he’s gonna die— before they flick back to his eyes. “I’m gonna kiss you now, is that okay?”

And god. It is. It really fucking is. His heart actually stops in his chest, but not before he’s able to somehow mumble out an, “Okay.”

He sounds like an idiot. He’s acting like one, for sure, with all his blushing and stuttering. Like one of the handfuls of girls who probably lost their virginity in this room, on this bed. But he gets it now. Because having Steve Harrington in front of you, saying he’s about to kiss you— yeah, he gets it now.

Steve waits just one second more— giving Billy an out he hasn’t needed since his first day here— before he closes the gap between them, lips brushing gingerly over Billy’s.

It’s tentative, to start. Instead of going straight for his mouth, Steve kisses both corners of his lips, sending him into a further tizzy that has him sucking in a desperate gasp for air, one that Steve meets with his own open mouth. He keeps it slow, though, gently sucking and licking at Billy’s lips while a hand winds up into his hair, thumb brushing over the curl he’d tucked back earlier.

Billy practically melts against him, embarrassingly, but Steve takes it in stride, sucking on his lower and then upper lip in a way that has Billy canting forward unconsciously, seeking out more more more. His mouth opens up, finally letting Steve in, and then the hand in his hair tightens a little and before he can stop it, a small noise escapes him. He barely has a second to feel humiliated about it before Steve groans, and then tightens the hand even more, and Billy’s pretty sure he’s going to dissolve right then and there.

They break apart. Maybe it’s been seconds, minutes, hours. Billy can’t tell. because Steve is watching him with wide eyes, and a red mouth, and he’s breathing just as heavily as he is. So this time, he decides to take charge; giddy anticipation making him surge forward for an open-mouthed kiss that Steve immediately reciprocates.

The first kiss was slow. Sweet. A little wary and nervous but excited. The second kiss has him licking deep and covering Steve’s mouth with his own, letting out an actual moan when Steve responds just as fervently; sucking his tongue and panting into his mouth when Billy grips his shirt tight and pulls him closer. The hand not holding his hair scrabbles across his chest before twisting into his shirt, bunching up the material and practically dragging Billy closer.

Before he knows what he’s doing, he goes with the movement— pushing and pushing and meeting Steve until he’s practically bending him back. All while Steve gives it back to him in double, licking deep like he was trying to memorize all the crevices of Billy’s mouth. Nibbling on his lips, sucking kisses that stick on his lips and teeth and have him losing his fucking mind resisting the urge to devour Steve then and there.

Steve gives a tug, another tug, and then the biggest tug when he finally gets Billy over him; laying flat on his back on the bed while Billy covers his chest and practically straddles his hips. His hands move from his hair and shirt straight to his ass, and the firm squeeze has Billy making a high noise in his throat he’s pretty sure he’s never heard before.

They break apart again, but only for a second. Only to stare at each other, panting into each other’s mouths, before Steve surges up and sucks his bottom lips into his mouth, swallowing down Billy’s answering groan.

He rolls his hips down, instinctively, and they both have to break apart again to moan in tandem. After that, Steve’s hands get firmer, tighter, until he’s dragging Billy down and they’re writhing together, their breaths sound loud in the room, along with the rough slide of denim on denim and the clinking of their zippers when they occasionally rub together. It’s fucking intoxicating, and it only makes him feel crazier, licking deep into Steve’s mouth and tightening his hands where they’re clenched on the duvet, digging into the fabric.

Steve murmurs, “Can I?” as he slips one of his hands from the back to the front, palming right over his dick as Billy gasps and breaks the kiss, rasping out a gravelly, “Yes,” that has Steve giving a breathy chuckle before sucking on one of the corners of Billy’s lips again, gently popping the button and pulling the zipper. Billy tilts his head to capture his lips again.

He’s just got his hand in Billy’s boxers when— pop!

They fly apart at the loud sound, Billy’s heart practically stopping in his chest as his mind immediately whirls with all sorts of thoughts of danger until— the telltale sound of the record skipping immediately follows after, along with the rhythmic noise of the needle going click, click, click…

Billy meets Steve’s eyes, which are just as wide as his. A second passes, and then they’re breaking into hysterical giggles, the sheer relief at not being caught making them both a little punch-drunk.

“Fuckin’ old-ass record,” Steve gripes, but with a smile on his face. His hands are back on the sides of Billy’s hips now, but he’s still gripping him close. “Knew I should’ve dusted it off before I took it out.”

Billy grins back at him. It’s kind of impossible not to, especially when it feels like his heart is about to burst with— everything indescribable. “It’s gonna get ruined if you let it keep skipping.”

“I don’t care,” Steve says immediately, tugging him down for a quick, soft, close-mouthed kiss that has Billy reeling, “only put it on for this, anyway.”

The confession makes Billy’s grin go stupid. His cheeks feel like they're gonna burst with how big he’s smiling. “Oh yeah? Trying to put the moves on me, huh?”

Steve quirks an eyebrow. “It worked, didn’t it?” and before Billy can respond, he tugs him down to whisper against his mouth, “Don’t flip it over, I don't give a fuck about the music. Just kiss me.”

Billy leans forward, gripping the sheets tight, and this time when he sighs against Steve’s mouth he does it with a soft smile.

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thank you to @thediktatortot for preceding!!

i hope you guys liked this! this was super fun to write, alothough it was so difficult choosing which wip to go with lol. enjoy some soft and sweet harringrove <3 following me will be the lovely @chrisbitchtree !!

happy harringrove relay race :)

#harringrove #harringrove fic #billy hargrove #steve harrington #my fic #harringrove relay race

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inky-here · 11 months ago

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tf2 mercs playing beat saber because i love the game

Scout: songs with less than 3.50 notes per second bore him, but he doesn't do that good with pattern changes, so he usually plays sped up songs on Hard, occasionally some Expert ones. he has crazy stamina and can play these fast songs until the headset's battery runs low. very competitive.

Soldier: he always puts his everything into every note, which is extremely tiring, so he usually plays Normal difficulty songs, one or two on Hard every once in a while. he finds it pretty fun, and when the others compete, he usually joins in. when he's tipsy, he'll sing along with the music.

Pyro: (let's pretend a headset can fit over their mask for a minute) they're just there for the vibes, and they love the funky colours and backgrounds of the maps. they don't even need to play the songs, Engie often downloads them modded maps that just focus on the surroundings and it's enough for them. they also enjoy watching others play.

Demo: he's dogshit at the game when he happens to be sobered up, and the drunker he is the better he gets, but the less energy he has for it. one evening he can beat three Expert+ levels in a row and pass out on the couch, other evening he'll play songs on Hard for the entire evening. he's down for a friendly competition.

Heavy: it's not his idea of fun, but he won't walk out when others play, he's content to just sit nearby and watch the casting from the headsets, he'll play a few levels on Normal just for the fun of joining in, but he won't play unless someone asks him to, nor will he play it on his own in his free time. not competitive at all.

Engie: he's crazy good at the game, pretty much the only person in base who can keep up with Scout's preferred song speeds and difficulties. he'll compete with him too, he's not hell-bent on winning but he's not gonna go easy on him. mostly plays Expert and Expert+.

Medic: Medic is the opposite of Scout - he does really well with different patterns, but has trouble keeping up if it's too fast. will SS rank most maps on Hard and slower maps on Expert. does try a slowed down Expert or Expert+ level every once in a while. not very competitive when it comes to this, but when others compete and he has the time for it, he'll join in, and he will laugh at whoever he happens to beat.

Sniper: Sniper is a very casual player, he plays songs on Hard difficulty with the occasional Normal or Expert. he's super stiff when playing, but when he has a drink or two he loosens up. he'll also join a friendly competition if it goes on, but he can't play for too long because the lights hurt his eyes.

Spy: Spy will say this is beneath him and not join the others when they're playing, but truth be told, he tried it once, got his fancy shirt sweaty, failed the level and hasn't wanted to try it again since. when others play, he might hover nearby and point out how goofy they look to the outside world though.

#first headcannons post yay!!:D #team fortress 2 #tf2 headcanons #tf2 scout #tf2 soldier #tf2 pyro #tf2 #tf2 demoman #tf2 heavy #tf2 engineer #tf2 medic #tf2 sniper #tf2 spy #headcannons #beat saber #inky's occasional writing

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anxiousalene · 3 months ago

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MY THOUGHTS ON THE WISDOM SAGA ⌛️

USUALLY, I PUT THIS IN CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER BUT WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL THERE IS NO WAY ATHENA JUST DIED. I REFUSE IT HOW DARE ZEUS SHE WAS MY FAVORITE WHAT THE HELL. (That was me last night) OKAY SO I LOVE MICO’S VOICE ITS SO ADORABLE AND IN THE ANIMATIC WE GET TO SEE ARGOS! I KNOW THIS HAS BEEN SAID BEFORE BUT I LOVE THE FACT THAT WHEN TELEMACHUS SOMEONE SEND ME A SIGN WE HEAR ATHENA’S MOTIF. ALSO ANTINOUS CAN MEET ME IN THE PARKING LOT IF HE KEEPS TALKING ABOUT PENELOPE LIKE THAT. DONT YOU DARE DISRESPECT MY GIRL. ALSO WE FINALLY GET TO HEAR THE “Whatchu gonna do about it champ?” AND ITS SO GOOD. ALSO THE FACT THAT TELEMACHUS SAYS “IF I FIGHT THIS MONSTER IS IT YOU I’LL FIND” BECAUSE HIM AND ODYSSEUS GET REUNITED WHEN THEY ARE SLAUGHTERING THE SUITORS AND BECAUSE ODYSSEUS HAS BECOME THE MONSTER THAT TELEMACHUS WILL FIND. I LOVE THE VIDEO GAME FEELS WITH LITTLE WOLF, ANTINOUS BEATING THE CRAP OUT OF TELEMACHUS AND ATHENA BEING LIKE NAHHH AND JUMPING IN AND ATHENA TEACHING HIM TO FIGHT WITH QUICK THOUGHT IS SO CUTE. THE DUET BETWEEN MICHO AND TEAGAN IS GOOD LIKE HOW ARE THEY HITTING THOSE NOTES??? The fact that Athena is still so upset about the whole Odysseus thing is heartbreaking 💔. ITS SO COOL TO SEE HER GO THROUGH THE PAST SAGAS and then we see…CALYPSO! Barbara Wangui’s voice is just so vibey like THE CAST FOR THIS SHOW IS JUST PERFECT. Poor Odysseus being stuck with Calypso and literally just suffering. That man is TRAUMATIZED. ALSO IS POLITIES EVER GOING TO STOP HAUNTING ODYSSEUS AND THE NARRATIVE LIKE I DONT NEED THAT GUT PUNCH EVERY SAGA. AND THE FACT ODYSSEUS CALLED OUT FOR ATHENA IS JUST AHHHHH. Then the one I have been waiting for GOD GAMES! I Love how Apollo and Hephaestus are both like he did this thing and I’m like kinda upset and Athenas like nah he didn’t mean it, and they’re like Okay!! He can go! I CANNOT GET OVER ALL THE THOUGHT THAT GOES BEHIND THE MUSIC ITS SELF, LIKE THE TINKERING IN THE BACKGROUND FOR HEPHAESTUS AND THE FACT THAT ITS JORGE’S DAD ITS JUST AGHHH. THEN J. MAYA COOKING AS APHRODITE, HER VOICE JUST SOOTHES MY BRAIN. AND THEN ARES COMING IN AND ATHENA BEATING HIM AND THEY BOTH BEGRUDGINGLY LET HIM GO, love how Jay paired them up. Hera’s music is so like funky and fun and Athena knows EXACTLY how to get her stepmom to pick her side in the father-daughter argument. BUT BECAUSE ZEUS IS SUCH A SORE FREAKING LOSER AND HE CANT ACCEPT THAT HIS DAUGHTER WON FAIR AND SQUARE…HE ATTACKS HER, Like Holt’s voice is GENUINELY terrifying, you can get the rumbling in his voice like THUNDER. I LITERALLY STARTED CRYING WHEN I SAW ATHENA GETTING HANDED A BABY TELEMACHUS AND THE WARRIOR OF THE MIND MELODY PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND AND THE FACT THAT ATHENAS (ALLEGED) LAST WORDS WERE HER BEGGING ZEUS TO LET ODYSSEUS FREE. LIKE HOW COULD JAY DO THAT TO ME. THIS SAGA WAS DEVASTATING BUT ABSOLUTELY AMAZING PER USUAL. I APPRECIATE THE CAST AND THE PEOPLE BEHIND THE SCENES SO MUCH

#epic the musical #jorge rivera herrans #epic the underworld saga #epic the ocean saga #epic the thunder saga #epic the cyclops saga #epic the wisdom saga #epic the troy saga #epic the circe saga #telemachus #i love penelope so much

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illryiannightmare · 10 months ago

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okay so im hyperfixated on epic the musical rn and i am just. so in love with it.

here are some specific parts im in love with:

• just a man bangs on its own, but the forgive mes being there because hes activily killing a child (after having a large portion of the song talking about he reminds him of his son) is like. oop

• odysseus sounds so pretty in full speed ahead ahhhh and this is one of the reasons its now one of my dream roles.

• i absolutely fucking love how the lotus eaters sound. it also kinda sounds like one laughed when they told the direction of the cave.

• im also in love with how polyphemus sounds. he sounds so fucking funky!! i also like the way the rhyme scheme is slightly different in the end of this song so that the words last to die feel more startling. there is a pause that we feel and you can tell odysseus feels it too. we are just as surprised as he is.

• survive feels appropriately desperate, as shown by the pacing of the song, i really like when polyphemus pulls out the club at the end and the chorus is flipped, its really funky and i enjoy it. the calls for captain followed by the silence of the club is heart-wrenching sound of the club is delightfully done. the cello? bass? in the background that starts when the club first appears is also delicious.

• i really like remember them, for the musical elements of course. but also because "if nobody hurts you, be silent." is so fucking funny to me. like bitch why are you screaming if youre not hurt. shut tf up. its hilarious. also odysseus is so fun to sing in this one. i do feel like the wording at the end of the song doesnt flow as well as it could? it feels like it should be "i am the infamous. i am odysseus" not "i am the infamous, odysseus" i know my version doesnt make as much sense but it also gives chance for a belty line which is always fun.

• i like storm, but only because i like to imagine one of his men looking at him like "are you fucking insane" when he tells them to aim for the sky with the harpoons lol

• i like when the voice goes treasure during keep your friends close because i can hear odysseus going dude wtf in his head.

• ruthlessness is my absolute favorite. there are so many things about this song i absolutely love. fistly that poseidon says he doesnt get upset easily like bruh you cause hurricanes when you get slightly upsetti lmao. but i really like the pause of silence before die. (i do have like a whole stage scene set up for that innmy head already) i love the barely audible screams for captian under the screams of ruthlessness is mercy, and you can just hear the devastation poseidon has wrought. i also love the call back to remember them.

my one critique about ruthlessness is that the vocal tone of all i gotta do is open this bag sounds. so much like lin manuel mirandas tone while playing hamilton to me lmao.

#epic #epic the musical #epic the ocean saga #epic the troy saga #epic the cyclops saga #odysseus #musical theatre #musical theater kid #musical theater #musicals

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d-mond06 · 1 month ago

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I DREAMED WITH ME PLAYING A GAME IDK IF IT EXIST ALREADY

If I don't comment it I will forget it. But i think that jsab got too much in my head???

It was about a Cyan-Blue cube shooting other pinkish cubes and destroying them, all them go really fast.

About the player, you control it with your mouse and you shot with the click of the same mouse, the command is kinda sensible.

In the upper corner right there is a score number in white. The background/floor is black or any color in a very dark tone, it had patterns of shapes like circles and triangles shapes, I can't remember any more the color of it, probably some dark violet?

At the moment I'm writing this i no longer remember the music playing, but it was a simple, really simple, and it repeated on loop (or i couldn't listen to it fully before wake up), it was with chiptunes, but clearly not the classic chiptunes sound??? The rhythm was kinda funky and idk, really liked it-

Also the player has a white triangle pointing to the mouse around him, i didn't have the space to draw it, but it has it, and of course it goes in opposite position to the trail

Idk how rhythm fits in this game, i think it doesn't??? Like I remember to click at the rhythm of the music but probably that was just me messing around, i seemed to have fun playing it XD

Also, random knowledge about it that I remember, you can change the shape and color of the player, kinda like geometry dash, but the color, the white always reminds

I will update this if I see anything else

#idk about this one #i just dreamed it???#i sited on the computer and started to play it like if I already know how and id know it #and then i wake up because of the alarm #i don't even have a computer what-#shooting shapes #idk how to call it?#shooting shapes??? maybe???

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vioyume · 10 months ago

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I need the speedpaint community to come back. I want to see picture be drawn at a fast paced with funky music being played in the background.

#I also love learning techniques from them!#I swear watching them has inspired me and has helped improve my art in some way #vio.txt #speedpaint #rambles

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snackugaki-jestsjapesjokes · 1 year ago

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blep blah, here have some old ass backrooms doodle content when the topic of "the beach episode" concept came up bluhp blooh brain nyooming but art hand isn't arting

i think what is super cute in modern fandom expression that I've seen is that in terms of making OCs or AUs is that sound seems to have a bigger role now than from what I remember when I was young. which I'm thinking has a lot to do with being able to clip audio easily or being able to make multi-track playlists whenever. y'all out here with reels of your art with voice claims and some of the most thoughtfully and artfully crafted soundtracks-- not even playlists, some of that shit is a straight up soundtrack level be real

89% tempted to try one of those shady "free" video/audio editing programs to make a LoFi chill beats study girl visualizer playlist with my iteration's boys ...

anyway gonna contemplate music headcanons for my iteration under the cut

From Turtle Tracks fan letter section, Archie run, #24

so real quick, my iteration is literally just them chilling, hanging out, being together in their mid 30s- early 40s, and then sometimes flashing back to their child/teen years in the 90s because tl;dr i have miiiiiinor beef my childhood turtles weren't quite as "90s" as they "could have been" (nvm I'm cackling at the milennial pop culture refs in Mutant Mayhem drop kicking me back into my adolescence)

but mehehehehe, keeping that they listened to Public Enemy and The Jungle Brothers

and aside from Top 40 musicians of the time... I feel like being outsiders themselves, having to sneak around to explore and learn about people and what's above the sewers had them eavesdropping into a lot of nighttime venues and getting into the underground and various niche subculture scenes that daytime Top 40 didn't play.

cannot tell me the lights, thumping and noise from bands playing hardcore or house or hosting cyphers or raves didn't attract these curious and funky little green dudes like moths to a flame

... Leo definitely fell in deep with the gregorian chant phase, soothing sounds of nature fads , a big fan of Orbital and he fell into that electronic, house, trance, eurodance rabbit hole right after. he also got into Celtic folk music but when his brothers caught his ass studying Michael Flatley to incorporate Riverdance footwork into his ninjutsu he got teased so mercilessly that he took great care to hide listening to it... which just made his stealth better so joke's on them heehoo

Not to mention they're from New York City, the underground music scene is always bangin' no matter the decade; feel like rap and punk got a lot of tracks on their mix tapes back in the day

Raph getting into the metal scene in his own exploring the city trips, and then progressed to music with that boom bap sound (cuz baby boy needs a way to come down off those high intensity moods idk ijs)

Donnie... just the amalgamation of his brothers, he needs that background noise while he's chewing on schematics and protoype development, he would definitely have been the mixtape maker/recording bootlegger (along with Mikey)

Mikey absolutely tagged along with his brothers sometimes whenever they went to their spots for music, though he himself backflipped into ska 'cuz Mikey is always for the people

my tmnt iteration (where everyone made it past their 20s, splinter’s alive just old, venus is here, and they deserve some goddamn respite and shenanigans)

tmnt iteration omake 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11

lny visit 1 | 2

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#reminds me i need to make a battle map for them #i think what also tickles me #is I've seen a few fan iterations set themselves in the 90s too #granted seem to always be late 90s #which this is just me but #there's something a little fascinating about that #the 87 cartoon ran til 1996 #Those iconic trilogy movies did happen and were technically set in the 90s #and my beloved Next Mutation was also late 90s #They held a Save the Animals fundraiser rave that's peak 90s shenanigans #Archie comics also ran into 1995 after veering from the cartoon #but aside from NM... the depiction of teen culture then was always so broad as to be generic which makes sense in a way...#.... shit am I gonna fucking make a dissertation about this in the tags?#no... not today methinks #anyway tl;dr the kids who set their fan iteration anywhere in the 90s? ilu #y'all can wrest Leo being into gregorian chants that led him into trance and house music from my cold dead hands #Donnie (general) reeks of 'my watch is also a calculator' energy #so mine just extrapolated from there and mehehe

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