#gosh i love music

[indigosparkle333]

When you discover a new song that you instantly fall in love with>>>>

[eve-e-jane]

Something, something

From an amateur poet:

Something, something,

Blah, blah, blah,

Lectures, talking,

All day long.

Something, something,

Noise, noise, noise,

Questions, answers,

A droning voice.

But! Something pretty!

Music, laughter, song!

Beautiful things I could listen to

All day long!

[ijustdontlikepeople]

I was tagged by @daydadahlias (thank u jess!) to put my music on shuffle and give you the first ten songs without skipping <3

Tagging (if you’d like of course): @calumthoodshands @igarbagecannoteven @lukemichaelcalumashton @upinorbit99

[forestwhisper3]

Song that hit the right brainwaves tonight:

Feeling very chill. Time to go to sleep since I’ll be waking up early to go to LA tomorrow. 

[tenthdoctxr]

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[arraunean]

@pink_noah's Poseidon is honestly bae 💦

[botanicallyinclinednerd]

Something I adore about this saga is how the songs all end with such powerful and forceful singing. It almost feels like Odysseus is trying to drown out the screams he hears by being louder with his own pain and convictions

[lucdoodle]

they're friends of Dorothy your honor

[cakeinthevoid]

Carrie couldn’t believe their eyes. They didn’t dare move, or do anything that would alert Willow that they saw them. Saw them smiling.

it was a soft smile, barely there and yet it shone on their still too-pale, too-thin, too-hurt face.

Carrie pulled their gaze away from the glass doors to the room behind her and finished the motion of refilling their drink. The glimpse they managed to steal was only because they were too lazy to pull the cooler all the way out onto the porch; they had just pulled it out as close as possible, resulting in the sleek porch door being propped open by their ugly blue cooler. Apparently there was another benefit besides not having to drag it over the threshold—the music from their dingy old speaker could flow back easily into the house. Carrie reached, opened and closed the cooler gently so as not to disturb Willow—who was only sitting a few meters away—and refilled their glass with a fizzy beverage, hissing from the can. A quick look over their shoulder confirmed Willow was still leaning peacefully against the wall, nodding softly to the beat of the song.

They haven’t looked this at peace since… Carrie honestly couldn’t say. It’s not like they’ve known each other for very long. One day the institution came by, dropped Willow off in a cage of all things with barely a week of warning, and expected Carrie to deal with them. How they decided Carrie of all people would be best suited to the task was beyond them. They weren’t even sure Willow spoke the same language—although they seemed to understand simple phrases well enough. And beyond that, there was the matter of the case file; it was almost completely redacted. What was legible didn’t seem all that reliable—was Willow really their name?—but Carrie was in no position to question the word of the institute. That was the world they all lived in now, it seemed. The song change pulled Carrie out of their thoughts. They looked at their drink. The fizz was at a tolerable level now at least. They sipped at it as they picked up their phone to check what the last song was. Then they created a new playlist—‘Possible Willow Faves’—and added the song. It looked like a pretty sad playlist with one song, even if that one song was rather upbeat, but Carrie still smiled to themself. It felt like the beginning of something new and good. Something hopeful.

Ive been having this thought for awhile now about a Caretaker who takes in or is given a Whumpee to care for to help rehabilitate them, help them find their sense of person again.

Though the Whumpee this specific Caretaker gets, Is mute– or just refuses to talk, or possibly is foreign and doesn't understand Caretakers Language well enough.

Caretaker trys many different ways to try to connect with Whumpee, to help gain their trust but up until this point, nothing was helping.

Until Caretaker was sitting outside in the patio, listening to a favorite band if theirs one late afternoon and couldn't help but notice Whumpee in the corner of their eye, leaning against the door lightly while subtly smiling, softly nodding their head to the beat.

Overtime caretaker quickly learned that Whumpee loves music not just one but all types of genres, It seemed their favorite was classical music, or purley instrumental. It was the first time Caretaker felt they were helping since taking in Whumpee, a sign for a progressive future in recovery.

[kyleetryme]

a light or somthin'

[potatounicoorn]

I find it so beautiful that even after almost 3000 years, the story of Odysseys and Penelope still manages to capture people's hearts the way it does

[embrifyr]

the love that odysseus has for penelope, and the love that penelope has for odysseus, is indescribable.

they waited years for one another. they have become unstoppable at the mere idea of one another. it's so indescribable that odysseus talks about his wife in his sleep. penelope still dreams and hopes of her husband's return. odysseus' only reason to become a monster was for penelope. he had thrown circe off of him because of his own wife, and went on to ramble about his long journey without her. he had immediately rejected calypso's advances and, again, talked of his wife in his own sleep.

odysseus' pure rage at the very idea of penelope even having another man near her, when the prophet had told him so. not only that, but a man who had harmed unstoppably, and has what seems to be hundreds of bodies trailing him. a man who is haunting all. a man who could endanger penelope.

and penelope? she evaded the suitors for ten long years, no simple woman could ever evade hungry and disgusting men, waiting to usurp the throne to Ithaca and take penelope as their trophy wife. no normal woman could hope for their husbands return for so long. this woman did not need odysseus, but she wanted him, and he wanted her.

not only that, but try to imagine the unfiltered and unadulterated rage that seeped through to odysseus when he saw his palace filled with disgusting and prideful men, waiting to literally gang rape his wife and plan to keep his loving and most powerful wife as a trophy and object? to murder his son, telemachus in their vain attempt to usurp his place and the men who dared abuse the law of xenia?

[eve-e-jane]

Coming from your local hypocrite, why do we treat our favorite songs or music artists like possessions? Any music I like, I was told about by friends or family. My entire taste in music is, for the most part, stolen. And I love that. I think of whoever introduced me to a song or artist every time I hear it. Music is so wonderful and amazing and I love it too much to gatekeep (but also I definitely found them first, what are you talking about-)

[the-poor-miranha-quotes]

I had this idea and I NEEDED to conceive it anyway XD

[spirk-trek]

Colors of Love (Star Trek: TOS Filks) | Beverly Volker, Kathy Burns, Beth Stevens (1977)

Lyrics are transcribed in the image alt text!

[stupendouspaintblob]

Circe!!!

THIS IS A DRAWING!!!

Finished this a few hours ago, took like twelve hours, tried colour pencils on markers for the first time.

I have been crying about how great the circe saga is for a while now, and I adore Talya and her voice, so this was the logical next step lol<333