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[star-stimz]

FISH IN A BIRDCAGE STIMBOARD

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[maidofhearteditz]

3833< Xavier stimboard for @vampfilledblood using blood, red, guitar, and vampire stims 38D!

B33< Sorry I couldnt answer your ask directly bit because I am a mobile user I couldnt add all the gifs due to the reference photos! XO(/LH)

3833< Let me know if you want anyfin changed B3!

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[redcomet-stims]

🎐🌊🎛️ Song-inspired stimboard: Pipo Pipo by Serani Poji; with musical instruments and water/ocean themes ;3c

I literally love this song. Also, again, with the center image being the entire album this song is on, I guess this is a stimboard for the entire album (technically). I mean, it still counts as only the one song because I made it with just that one song in mind. Anyway, I hope this is good. This actually took a while.

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[copperbadge]

Hey Sam, I've been rereading my way through the Shivadh books and I was wondering which G7 is Buck's tattoo? As someone who knows about 5 chords on guitar on a good day I tried to look up a basic G7 and got a whole bunch of different answers from the internet

There are in fact at least nine ways to play G7 on the guitar! The one I always picture Buck having as his tattoo is this one, which I believe is most common:

But honestly if there's another one you like better I am not in the least picky :D I can't play an E on the ukulele without cheating so I have mad props for people who play normal chords in weird ways.

And it's also just...a little bit of an injoke, not just the joke of Buck, who we have just canonically learned is happy to bottom, having a "fingering" tattoo right above his ass. The G7 chord is my favorite chord to play on the ukulele; I like the sound of it, and it pops up in some of my favorite songs, but I also like that it's an inversion of the G Major chord fingering-wise:

The symmetry is just very satisfying to me.

But Buck doesn't play the ukulele -- he absolutely could with very little practice, he's very good on stringed instruments and a uke is much easier to learn than guitar or banjo. And even if I just wanted to say "Well, he plays guitar, he probably plays ukulele" I couldn't really get away with it, because Caleb's ukulele is such an integral part of his story -- it's what he writes his songs on, it's his stim, and it's what he first played Young Prince on for an audience. That needs to be, at least within that story, completely his.

And Buck does love guitars, so I just said guitar chord but secretly meant ukulele. :D

So take heart! You can play G7 on the guitar any way you wish, and if you want to play it on the ukulele you will playing the secret canonical chord. (Sadly probably not the one David played to please the Lord.)

[homocidalpotat]

woah chat i actually love Achilles Come Down??

i think a few people recommended it to me and TYSM it sounds so good its the auditory stim of all time :o

is that a cello and a violin?? mm i love stringed instruments and i think a cello is my 2nd favourite after electric guitars

[rosetintedchainsaw]

Name: Courtney Hazel Dellian

Username: courtneydarkangel6 (the L is an i on Roblox >:()

Tumblr Blog: andmysoulbloomed

Nicknames: Court, Witch-hazel, Big Sis.

Aliases: Rosalyn, [Redacted]

Age: 21

Chronological Age: 30 I am NOT old!! >:( I am young and lively.

Birthday: October 31st, 1995

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Pansexual Anyone's cool.

Gender: Female

Species: Human With absolutely NO strings attached.

Addictions: I'm not saying 4/20 is my favorite holiday.. but I'm also not NOT saying-

Religion: Atheist I just never feel anything towards anything. I think my cat Alexander might've been Jesus though.. hm..

Lives in: I switch between my van and Daisy's House! I think it's so neat she was able to make her own place!.. even if it's.. filled to the brim with insane people.

Occupation: Does being an awesome big sister count? ;P Once things settle down, I'd like to be a gardener. Or maybe a really cool lumberjack. Maybe..

Weapons: Keeps a taser, gun, and various axes hidden in her van. For safety.

Alignment: True Neutral

Text Color: Orange

Main Hobbies: Playing her guitar, Joyriding, Taking care of her cat Daze, Blasting shitty divorced-dad rock on her MP3, Stargazing near the ocean, Taking walks in the woods, Making friendship bracelets.

Favorite Food: Jimmy John’s Nobody loves Jimmy John's like I do.

Favorite Flower: Oh god, I have too many to count. But to narrow it down: daisies! Also I know people are gonna be on my ass cause they're not really a flower, but I also really like Ferns.

Scent: Avril Lavigne's Black Star perfume, Weed, Car air fresheners, Flowers.

Handedness: Ambidextrous I'm very much a middle of the road person. :)

Blood Color: Red.

Themes:

Playlist:

Fun Fact: “I’ve been banned from every single bar in Maryland all in one night... and no, I don't remember why."...

There's never just one person looking out from her eyes.

Special Interests: Creepypasta ("It's all just kinda silly but also sorta cool internet stories.. that's all they are. Stories."), Medieval Torture, Biblical and Pagan Imagery, Cryptids, etc. (“I’d list more, but these were all from so long ago… I haven't had time to get into anything new.”)

Stims: Pacing, Fidgeting with whatever object she can get her hands on.

Stimboard: WIP

Moodboard: WIP

Fashion Board: WIP

Comfort Objects: Her guitar, The few CD’s she has left, her MP3 player, her weighted blanket, a giant caterpillar stuffie she won at a carnival ages ago, and her daisy chain bracelet. It reminds me of my little sis! :)

Family: Sandra Dellian Mom, Leonard Copeland Dad, Lindsay Dellian Little sis.

Friends: Daisy Daisy Bell I'm so happy to see 'em again after all these years! She's.. really stepped into her own :), Alex Davis He's been there for me through thick and thin. He's.. really something, José I learned a few basic words for him. He's nice!

Romance: Noooott any at the moment. ;(

Enemies: Camilla. She killed my little sis. I'm usually not a fan of anyone who messes with her. She's been through enough. 'Sides, only I can call her a n00b!!! :P

Pets: I had two cats, but my baby Alexander’s gone now. :( Now all I have is Daze, but she's really cute! A little orange tabby! I named her after my lil sis. :)

Brief Personality: Courtney may seem like a jaded, exhausted, and terminally troubled person. And that assumption would be correct. Nowadays, she barely speaks unless it's to Daze or one of her few old friends online. She goes through life in a dreadfully slow and dazed stumble, and sometimes doesn't seem all the way there. When she isn't in a depressive and almost bitterly-mournful state, she’s usually caught up in some sort of trouble, usually her previous ex, who has been stalking her and sending her threats for quite some time. She tends to move around often, mostly to escape him, but he somehow always manages to track her down. There’s also the underlying feeling she may be subconsciously searching for something.

Backstory: Courtney and Lindsay Dellian were both born on October 31st 1995, their parents being Sandra Dellian and Leonard Copeland. Early on the family had been stricken with turbulence. Sandra had been smoking and using drugs during her pregnancy, which therefore caused complications that endangered both her and her unborn children’s health greatly. Her husband, Leonard, had also been battling a long line of addiction for most of his life, but had been twelve months sober before the twin’s birth. The two had been in deep financial debt, and were both dreading having to take care of their children once they were brought home. They knew they couldn't.

It soon became clear with the twins that Courtney was the brash and defiant problem child, while Lindsay had been born mute. She never spoke or played with any other children, while Courtney lashed out at the other kids, and regularly mouthed off at her teachers and parents. Despite their differences, Courtney was wildly protective of Lindsay, and would keep her out of any trouble she herself caused.

Both children were severely neglected by their parents, mainly left to fend for themselves as they grew up. Eventually, Courtney’s parents had started taking her to various child psychologists, after her behavioral issues had become “too much” for them to handle. When Courtney had turned eleven years old in 2006, Sandra and Leonard filed for divorce, and Leonard took Lindsay with him. Leonard simply couldn't deal with Courtney’s attitude, and had started regularly snapping at both his wife and children. His addiction had finally returned as well, causing him to spiral. Courtney suffered a horrible nervous breakdown after being separated from her twin sister, and soon her mother admitted her into the Morning Star Youth Correctional Facility.

There, she became acquainted with a strange and quiet girl named Jessica Pierce. Their friendship did not last long, however. And soon Courtney became paranoid, and convinced that Jessica was secretly a demonic entity posing as a human child. She tried to express her concern to various staff members, but was soon put under sedation, and was forced to take various psychological tests for her sudden "delusion". After a string of mysterious deaths and incidents at the correctional facility, Jessica eventually ran away, never to be seen again.

After being released for “good behavior”, Courtney spent the rest of her adolescence causing more problems, and overall growing more and more reckless and defiant. Around that time, her mother had started dating a new boyfriend, who quickly became abusive to both Courtney and her mother. After attempting to run away from home multiple times, Courtney soon became involved with various friend groups as she went through middle school and eventually transitioned into high school. For her, sneaking out with them late at night to the skatepark was her only escape. It was around that time when one of her friends introduced her to online websites, one of them being Roblox.

Courtney mainly saw the sites as fun and stupid distractions, but soon her attitude changed when she met a user named Daisy Bell. They almost reminded her of Lindsay in a way. Her and Daisy soon grew close, and Courtney developed an almost “older-sister” attitude towards Daisy, fending off anyone that messed with her. She started growing more and more addicted to the Internet, using it as a form of escapism as her home life fell apart rapidly. Eventually, Sandra and her boyfriend got into a violent altercation, and Courtney herself had to physically restrain her mother’s boyfriend from attacking them. Courtney soon mentally spiraled, and her drug addiction, which had already been bad before, soon became out of control, to the point of nearly overdosing in her room numerous times.

Daisy Bell eventually stopped coming online, and Courtney grew desperate, putting up posters around town and making posts on forums asking anyone if they knew anything about her online friend, but no information came about. Courtney soon suffered a complete mental breakdown, and started ripping out her own hair before her mother’s boyfriend called the police, claiming she had physically attacked him. Courtney spent a few months in a juvenile center, before being released. A few years had passed, and Courtney eventually graduated high school.

Courtney kept in touch with a few of Daisy’s old friends, but eventually disappeared off the web for a while after her mother’s boyfriend threatened to shoot her and her mother, which caused Courtney to finally snap and run away from home. She began couch surfing with a few of her skating friends, before moving in with Toby Bayers, a friend of hers who she soon began dating. She and Toby began experimenting with drugs, before she eventually became pregnant with his child. She unwillingly kept the child, but soon left Toby after he became physically violent towards her. She arranged one of her closest friends from school to look after the child, and help her possibly file a restraining order against Toby. She continued to couch surf with many of her friends, before eventually stealing all of her mother’s money and fleeing to Italy under the pseudo-name Rosalyn to remain safe after Toby relentlessly stalked her after their breakup.

Around 2015, Courtney eventually sent a message to Daisy’s inactive account. Even after five years, Daisy remained a deep and dark subject in her mind, that tirelessly haunted her every waking moment. If only she had kept in touch. If only she had done something. She knew Camilla was responsible. Either partly or fully. The thought that something horrible happened to Daisy ate away at her, and continued to chip away at her psyche. Courtney soon moved out of Italy after one of Toby’s friends who lived over there had located her. She moved back to America, and has spent pretty much then up until now moving from motel to motel, and sometimes even opts to sleep inside of her stolen van, which has pretty much become her safe haven. She had been taking care of two cats she had adopted in Italy, one of which she named Daze, after her old friend, and Alexander, after the stuffed dog toy her sister Lindsay used to always carry around with her.

Courtney spends most of her time nowadays either doing various odd-jobs to keep herself from starving, or keeping herself on the move from Toby, who still attempts to contact her to this day. Despite her life being one long string of misfortune after misfortune, she feels she cannot give up, no matter how much the option tugs at her each day. She still regularly keeps in contact with Alex Davis, and Toby can't chase after her forever. One day, everything will get better.

It couldn't get any worse, right?

[grim333z]

overture~

{No outbreak au} carl x gn!reader

Summary: music boyfriend part 7

Warnings: it gets slightly suggestive but like that's it really. 

Your eyes linger on carl as he strums the final note of Helena, playing it with the same precision as when they'd rehearsed not long ago, his head falling back as it rings, his hair, hanging back dampened with sweat and trying its hardest to curl up and return to its natural state, his chest raising and tightening as he breathes deep and winded breaths from putting on one hell of a show, the crowd albeit small erupts into a mass of clapping and whistles,. You'd stay where you were, he often wiped of some of his sweat, packed his shit up and came out to find you before grabbing a drink before everyone cleared off, the odd biker dude complimenting his choice of music or his talent, and he'd always walk out of the Alexandria with a smile on his eyeliner stained slightly damp face. -

You finish of the last of the diet coke, slightly watered down from the ice which sits at the bottom in tiny pebbles, the Guy who'd been next to you starts to walk of, you assume he's going with the rest of the crowd, the place emptied out pretty quickly after the bands finished anyway but he doesn't leave, he just goes and stands near the stage door, he wasn't a parent, you'd have seen him before, and Carl's never mentioned this guy. Though when Carl does come out the stage door, he ignores the man, heading straight for you, a stupid but exhausted smile across his face, his fringe damp and curled against his forehead, having abandoned the tie backstage, opting for shovelling in his back pocket and popping the top two buttons, he leans the heavy padded guitar case against the table next to you. 

"You did so good" You breathe taking in his form now close up, he huffs a heavy breath clearly still buzzing with adrenaline from a good gig, "You think?" he almost laughs as you say it, like he knew its exactly what you were going to say, "you look good up there." running your tongue over your sharp vampire-like canine tooth, "Really fucking good,". He rubs the dry skin on his plush pink lips with his thumb, a small raised spot on the side of it catches your attention, you don't even realise you're doing it till you've reached out to grab his hand, gently running your thumb over the patch of dryer skin, you tilt your head slightly in question looking up at him. 

"Callous, from hitting the strings while I'm picking," Carl doesn't resist your grip though, almost savouring it. 

"does it hurt" you drop his hand, watching it go back to his lip. You'd assumed it was a nervous stim he did, but he didn't seem very nervous, it was just a Carl thing really. He shakes his head, shaking some of his hair out of his eyes. 

"You nailed the last song, by the way. To think you only practiced it like twice today, I mean Jesus fuck Carl, I couldn't pull what you guys do" His face flushes, slight, the lighting is dim and its only faintly there, Its strange realising he's just as fucked with you as you are with him. His lips curl into a smile against his thumb, "thanks" its a quieter thank you. Carl's awkward about compliments, he never seems to know how to respond to them, usually just smiling then overthinking what he could've said, convincing himself he fucked the interaction up somehow. 

Carl wraps his arms around you, you can tell he's still completely buzzing with adrenaline, he smells like deodorant with a hint of a sweaty musk, needing something to almost ground him a little bit. You hum slightly letting out a quiet "mm" as he settles against your shoulder. 

"you wanna come back with me, for a bit" he whispers, his breath warm against your ear as he speaks, "Dad and Mich, won't mind if its just for a little while" He pulls back too look at you, watching you nod almost too eagerly. 

"cool, c'mon." He reaches for his guitar bag starting to head out before being stopped by some guy in a leather jacket, the same guy you'd been stood next too during the gig. 

"Hold on, kid" Comes from the man, his voice rough and gritty as he speaks and you feel Carl's pinkie finger wrap around yours and you're not to sure if its because he's nervous or he doesn't want you to be nervous. "You're the front man, right? You guys kick fucking ass, I just wanted to give you guys this, I really see your potential, you're fucking good." the man says, Passing over a business card, patting Carl on the back before walking out. 

"the fuck?" Carl doesn't even read the Card before shovelling it into his pocket and dragging you out to find where Rick's parked, spotting the sheriffs car, Rick having just come from a later shift.

The two of you approach the car, Carl yelling in through the open window "Can they come back with, please, they wont stay long, its not late" He's almost begging for a little more time with you, like he hadn't spent the past almost two days with you, Rick nods a reluctant smile on his face. He knew teenage romance, deciding it wasn't worth the argument especially after dealing with rowdy citizens all day. Carl forces his gear into the trunk, holding the door open for you then sliding across the leather seats next to you. The drive to the Grime's house is quiet, the sounds of hearts gently thrumming in chests and subtle breathing only being drowned out by the sounds of the radio quietly informing those listening about the weather and events of the town, blocked roads, nothing much interesting.  

You pull up at the Grime's house, the faint yellow glow of their outside lamp lighting up a small portion of the drive way, he slips out, going around to pull your door open, watching from the side as you get out, pulling his guitar out the trunk.

"Thank you Mr gri- Rick," you say with a smile, He pulls a faint tired smile, Carl knows he likes you, though Rick would never tell you this, Carl only knows from the one time Michonne mentioned it while they were in the car together, accidentally letting it slip out. In all honesty, Carl's been happier since he met you, His family had picked up on it for certain, constantly talking about you. Rick would give the world for his boy, seeing him so happy makes him happy, he trusts you.

Carl gently pats your back gently leading you towards the front door. When you enter, the kitchen light is off, a small cedar wood scented candle rests on a side table, a photo of a much younger carl with a tiny baby Judith sits framed beside it , you glance into the living toom Michonne's sat cuddled up on the couch watching some Disney princess movie with Judith, the bright movie casting light across the dark living toom, theres no Rj so he's most likely asleep up in his room. 

The two of you head upstairs, Carl doesn't bother unloading his band gear, settling for lumping it carefully against the wall, watching as you flop onto his bed, his faint musk filling your nose as you make contact with the pillow, you take a deep breath in through your nose letting your head lol against the pillow. You two had grown increasingly comfortable around each other, he'd called you his partner after only a day of either of you making any advances, it was a silent agreement, you were together.  you'd become close, closer than you'd ever been with someone else before, and you trusted him, and it seems he trusts you too. All of it happened in such a short period of time, you haven't really had chance to take it all in. 

You keep your eyes silently glued on him, not saying anything. Quietly just enjoying each others presence. he empty's his trouser pockets, a handful of guitar picks each worn slightly on the edges, a couple of pieces of loose change clattering against the desk he was putting it on,  then finally the matte black card the guy from back at the bar had given him, you linger on it a second, Carl doesn't seem to check it out though, bringing his hands up to rub his tired eyes, his breathing deep and heavy as he finally finds time to come down from the high of being on stage. "sorry about Ron, by the way. He's not usually like that" he hums unbuttoning the few buttons he had still left open, you blink before responding "S 'fine". You aren't really sure if you've even said it out loud, brain completely occupied by Carl practically undressing In front of you, slipping the sweat drenched polyester shirt of his skin, letting out a quiet sigh of relief as he throws the shirt in the laundry hamper, he does the same with his trousers, rummaging around for a clean shirt in just his boxers and socks, your head falls back against the headboard, the bedframe squeaking slightly at the contact, he slips a baggy Weezer shirt on, the black fabric hanging loosely off his thin pale frame. 

Carl tries to tame his fringe as he walks over too you, feeling the bed dip as he sits down beside you, whispering "You're really quiet, are you okay...?" He sounds worried, and a hint guilty, like he's done something wrong, he was like most other teenagers, constantly gaining new insecurity's, something else to worry about, some more added pressure. It didn't stop with you, he wanted to make sure he was what you wanted ever since the first time he'd invited you to come to one of his gigs, afraid he'd annoy you by sending to many texts or make you feel ignored by not sending enough. He cared deeply though, he did for anyone in his life really, the type of person to worry about just the smallest of things.

 When you pause for a second too long, the nerves in his gut grow rising into his chest as he looks into your eyes. "No, nothing...I'm fine I promise" you reassure watching him run his thumb across his lips as he looks at you, the guilty droop to his eyes dissipates slightly as he swallows, "sure...?"you flush slightly and his expression twists into one of confusion, "I might have been...checking you out, a little bit, and forgot to say anything" you admit, cringing at your own words as they come tumbling out, he blinks letting out a nasally laugh, shaking his head dismissively moving his hand to brush the stray hair from his face before returning back to his lip. His head slips slightly landing on your shoulder, you can't really tell if he's done it on purpose.

"did you ever, actually read that thing that guy gave you" You query, glancing at the small black rectangle sat atop the pile of junk carl had pulled from his pocket. His head turns slightly as he looks over at it along with you, "probably just someone fucking advertising something, isn't worth it" he says being cut off with a yawn, he fucking loved preforming, it was his everything, though he was always so exhausted at the end of it all, after the adrenaline high has faded, you hum gently in response, trying to pretend you're not fighting the burning curiosity inside of you. 

You let it get the better of you, climbing over Carl his hands going to hover near you for fear you fall, "what-?" he asks before clocking what you're up to, you steady yourself on the edge of the desk, gripping the piece of firm black card an almost shiny printed logo sits in big bold letters, at the top. "Saviour records...hmm?" The name serves no importance to you, however Carl turns his head, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion, almost disbelief, he tilts his head, a silent signal for you to keep reading. "We at Saviour records are honoured to offer you an opportunity to sign a record deal with Saviour records, for details email @ SmithNeganbusiness.email kind regards, the SR team" Carls jaw has fallen lip by the time you've looked up at him, you don't understand his shock, but the look on his face reads like this is something really fucking big. 

"Are you fucking with me? I swear to holy fuck if you're fucking with me" You pull a face at his words, watching him sit up bare pale legs hanging of the side of the bed as you approach, the small rectangle of card in your hands as you sit next to him, watching him take it in his hands, thumb running over the smooth raised printed letters.

"holy fucking shit, this is big" He's buzzing, setting the card on his bedside table.

"what, why?" Your lack of reaction is just as baffling to him as his reaction is to you.

"a record deal, this is big, holy- there's so much- this means so much" You smile at the sheer excitement on his face, He seems exceedingly less tired though the clock on the wall reads past twelve am, you nod soaking in his excitement. 

[strawbubbysugar]

Happy birthday Bubby!

Couple more questions!

-Are you able to say everyone’s ages in So(u)l, including the animatronics?

-Does June ever play his guitar and sing in public or at bars or anything or does he only do that at home now?

-Soulmate question, kinda regarding Rush and Morgan’s bond, does that imply that if you don’t have a soulmate due to your previous one passing away, you can get a new bond later even if your future soulmate already exists? Like the string will “wait” kinda until they’re ready? Or was Morgan and Rush’s string there right when Rush woke up?

-What are June, Hello, and Goodbye’s main fidgets/stims?

-Okay this might be weird lol but I’m curious, what are Hello and Goodbye’s favorite little things that June does in his sleep? Does he talk, twitch, unconsciously cling to them like a koala, anything like that?

-What kind of odd jobs does June do on the side?

Thank you!!

i wanna keep it vague, but June is roughly in his mid 20's matt is roughly in his mid-late 30's Marlow is roughly one year younger than June Morgan is two years older than June Hello is a year old (his AI is somewhere around June's age) Goodbye was a year older than June (now the same age as Hello) Rush is around 8 years old (his ai is early 30's) Wibble is around 6 years old (his ai is the same as Rush) Cammie is 4 around years old (her ai is the same as wibble and rush) Octavia is around 2 years old, but was technically never completed (her size makes it much easier to fit a more complex system in her, so her mental age is around 40) The skrittles have the same AI age as toddlers, but theyre a few months old Astro Cadet has been worked on off and on for about six years, and his ai is about the same age. It grows much slower than the WOW branded animatronics

Absolutely no in public things. He's gotten a lot more shy about performing since his band days. He only ever plays for hello/goodbye and piper

Soulmate marks are all about right time, right place. if you arent the version of yourself that would be soulmates with someone, no markings will show up. Morgan was a very different person with their last soulmate, and their life experiences changed who they are. it happens! people change, especially as they get older. its why a lot of people are told not to be upset if they dont get any markings until later on (SPOILERS BELOW) Its why samir and june didnt have any soul marks until samir was goodbye. he wasnt the person that wouldve been soulmates with june yet, he needed to experience and change and grow before that would happen. So did june!

June chews his lip a lot, and sighs. Sometimes he sighs for no reason just because he forgot to breathe. I think his favourite fidget toy would be one of those fidget cubes Hello stims by waving/flapping his arms, or playing with his hands. I think he'd enjoy fidget spinners or rubix cubes! Goodbye stims with squeezing/pressure. He'd enjoy weighted blankets, and I think he'd enjoy stress balls. Ones with thick stuff inside so he can really squeeze down

Hello likes it when June sighs in his sleep, or mumbles. Goodbye thinks its funny when he snores on occasion, and records it to play it back while pretending to nap. (taking inspiration from my roommate bc its hilarious, sometimes june will make the saddest, softest little sigh in his sleep and hello will wake him up like "WERE YOU HAVING A BAD DREAM ARE YOU OKAY" & june will be entirely confused)

June does a lil of everything. people in town come to him for a lot of stuff like yard work, painting houses/fences, cleaning houses. He occasionally comes into bryn's office and helps with anything they might need too, like fixing the chairs, etc. He's known as a jack of all trades around town (which makes him feel nostalgic, since that used to be what he called his childhood best friend)

[juuheizou]

pssssttttttttt i require,,,,,,,, suzumutsu hcs for my music rivals au mayhaps 🤭🤭🤭

Hopefully these are of use to you, considering I have no idea if you wanted things that directly riff off your AU or fun facts to insinuate into it, but I can never talk/write about suzumutsu enough so just have everything I imagined might be helpful lmao.

Mutsuki is absolutely an indie pop guy in his music taste-- for me at least this is 99% based on the music taste of one of my favorite writers for the pairing who made beautiful tg playlists I revisit to this day, 1% vibes in my head, and trace nostalgia for the og 2010s fandom in general, but yeah. canonverse or any-verse, that is in fact what i see him liking to listen to

You (maybe, who knows what anyone knows about me at this point) know I see Suzuya being a metalhead, but I think he would like anything that makes him want to get up and sing and dance, and after finding a few punk bands I don't actively dislike as research for this ask, I can see him jumping around belting out some punk rock with his heavy metal

Suzuya doesn't strike me as a musician at heart or anything too dedicated, but he does seem like the type to learn an instrument in a weekend just because it's there and he likes experimenting with lots of different hobbies so long as they're fun. I'm 99% sure he got his hands on a flute in one omake, but I think he would also have fun bedecking a guitar in decals and stickers in true punk-without-meaning-to fashion, and there's no such thing as too many thread/string motifs

Mutsuki (canonverse or no special music-related au) strikes me as strictly a shower singer, or anywhere else he can count on solitude and no one hearing him, whereas Suzuya is shameless about vocal stimming be it making noises/humming/singing anytime anywhere to the point of needing to be told to shut up, both of them can sing to some degree though, and when Suzuya finds out Mutsuki can sing he won't stop hounding him to let him hear more

Mutsuki has a deep voice. It's just the vocal cords he was given. Like him, his voice his warm and gentle, and his soft-spokenness lends itself well to indie, so yet another fun little reason I agree with you on that front

Suzuya's voice is like him: agile, bright, and piercing. He uses it in ways that can just as easily be obnoxious as it can be beautiful, whether it be wailing a heavy metal song or belting out some punk rock. Even just singing for fun, he likes to experiment and make noise that isn't quite music yet, who cares how annoying might be to people whose opinions don't matter to him.

Suzuya finds Mutsuki's voice soothing and at least in canonverse Mutsuki would finally cave to his needling to hear him more to help ground Suzuya, help him relax, or even by fully singing him to sleep. Maybe, just maybe, he starts to like the recognition and appreciation from Suzuya and allows him to hear him sing a little more often...

For Mutsuki, however, Suzuya's vocal stimming while he does anything and everything is an acquired taste, but he was nearly moved to tears the first time he caught Suzuya singing what he remembers of some classical piece Madam used to like or had playing at the Restaurant often enough for him to pick it up. Sadly just because he knows it doesn't mean he particularly likes it, so not a lot of in-home operas tend to happen, but he does have a musical sweet side

I think Suzuya's creative process, be it in his artsy hobbies in any universe or an AU where he's actually some kind of creative (such as yours) is messy and chaotic and his ghoul investigator really comes out when he tacks drawings, swatches, lyrics, whatever to his wall, fridge, mirrors, anything while eating, sleeping, and breathing his current project to an obsessed degree. Maybe he still goes full ghoul investigator with a crime board, not that I can in any way vouch for how amazing those things are for getting one's shit together for a project

Not just a headcanon tbh, but Suzuya is the type to go nuclear when someone pisses him off

Actual headcanon: one of his fatal flaws in his relationship with Mutsuki is needling him without meaning to when Mutsuki is upset and he wants to make it better, which can backfire despite genuine good intentions

While they might start liking things they associate with each other once they've been together long enough, without that association neither of them really like each other's taste in music.

Suzuya finds himself understimulated by a lot of the soft stuff and it tends to commit the grave crime of not being very danceable to him, so it just falls short of giving him the happy brain chemicals. Give him someone to dislike within the scene, though, and he might have more scathing things to say about it, even if his disdain is misdirected

Mutsuki is kind and open-minded enough not to act on it, but he finds punk, metal, and such vulgar and abrasive and he privately can't wrap his head around they don't promote morally objectionable shit as cool and sees it being void of any real artistry beyond trying to incite panic and offense for no discernible reason.

[captainpuffys-kinhelp]

𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐁𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐓 ★ stim headcanons with; no themes. for anon.

more under the cut.

Fidgeting with glasses– taking them on and off, adjusting them, tapping or rubbing the temples.

Vocal stimming: Humming, singing, whistling, repeating phrases/echolalia.

Constantly strumming/playing guitar. Or fingering guitar chords / air strumming.

Fiddling with jewelry. Chewing on necklaces or shirt collar.

Tensing and relaxing jaw + shoulders.

Tapping collarbone.

Flicking a light on and off.

Making sizzling noises.

Pacing.

Tapping feet or hands to a beat.

Playing with common/household objects to create a melody (ie salt shaker, spoon on a plastic box, etc).

Cracking knuckles, neck, shoulders. Anything that feels a little too sore and stiff.

If wings: Stretching them out, especially against the wind. Puffing them, casual preening, fluttering.

Sitting/Laying in warm sunlight.

"Talking" with hands: Incredibly gesticulate in order to emphasize your point. Can be very big and dramatic, full of bravado. Pointing fingers, clapping, stretching arms out, making motions to go along with whatever is being said.

Feeling the fabric on oversized or fluffy coats. Pulling at loose strings.

Constantly running a hand through your hair.

[hospitalterrorizer]

diary537

3/20-21/25

thursday - friday

very tired.

we went out again, she didn't drink, though, i am just exhausted right now because going out a lot is tiring... we saw my friend's band play, as usual they are good, as usual the bassist frustrates me... the biggest issue is just that he uses this one distortion pedal that produces an insane amount of treble and never rolls any of that off so it like, creates this almost synthetic high end buzzing that sounds really excellent in other kinds of music... like justin pearson's tone is almost like that although he kind of reigns it in much better by leaning into like, filter-y sounds that make it be more synth-y and weird and ugly, while the bassist just kind of lets these high end crackles live... they sound amazing when instead of being played he lets things just kind of go off, scraping strings and stuff, it's super good at doing noise. but it kind of fucks with the space the guitar feels like it wants to sit at. it sort of pushes my friend's guitar into a darker area, in terms of where you might mix it, but he likes to do lots of weird things with scrapes and so on, and that kind of prevents high end transients from getting carried through so well. at least that's how it feels. it doesn't feel like... it just comes off like he really wants an awesome sound, you know, and he wants it to be heavy, and that's kind of heavy, i guess. but idk. my friend tells me he really wants to write weirder parts, or he wants weird freaky parts that aren't improv / noise techniques on guitar but are written, so like writing dissonance on guitar, but the bassist's style just kind of sits counter to that, at the moment. he's a good guy, i think i just worry about my friend being stifled or something and i get defensive of him, in my head.

we also went to that pizza place downtown i like... the show was there, so my friend/the band, who are also my friends... i've known them since like highschool, except the bassist... maybe that's another reason i'm so weird, anyway, we just sat there a while, i felt sort of out of it and tired, there was this really loud and strange guy who got mad about no ranch or something? i started calling him 'the dog man in the white hat,' not that he heard me but he was sitting right in front of us and i kept saying it, but he never looked back at me, so i don't think he heard. i was just kind of repeating it in a stimming sort of way. i was really tired honestly. i also had a headache.

our friend from last night also came to see us for a bit, he seems to be unhappy about something but he's not really straight about many things with us so we have no way of knowing if he's got some kind of issue with us or not. we'll see eventually i suppose, or he will just never tell us and we'll never know. or he has some issue with someone else, and we'll never know.

here's a band i found out about today:

their new album comes out tomorrow actually. so i'm really excited... they seem like,,, i dunno, perfect. like perfect new music, feels really unique, freaky guitar manipulations... a lot going into the guitarist's thing, but a lot seems like just fucking with a volume pedal, but he seems genius, everyone in the band comes off really genius. here's them live, i think it proves that:

it's such an exciting sounding thing to me, i also feel like it might make anyone a bit envious... i'm sad i can't do this sort of thing live, i feel silly, even seeing another band live tonight, i was wishing i could try to do my songs live, but i have no way to make it a good show. i have no way to practice well, i feel like, too. so it's probably something i'll never get to do. that feels really defeatist. anyway, i really like how far they push things without ever really exiting being punky, that feels really essential. i like how psychedelic it all is too. feels like black dice in a lot of ways. it also kind of recalls some of how gang gang dance sounded, or palm, even. the guitar sound is palm-y in its synthetic qualities, all the digital pitch effects that must be on it. it's a little... i dunno, i really like how this band does it, there's ways to do it that feel more raw than other things, but i wanna hear them go more raw a bit. i'll say, in the live video, it's 10x rawer than on the recordings of their 2nd ep, not that their 2nd ep isn't fucked up and super textured. but it's a little polished. the drums sound so perfect though, drums and synths are aces... vocals too. so maybe guitars could be recorded in a more fucked way. but that's besides the point. i'm eager to hear how everything is put together on their new record, i heard a song off it, or a couple, very promising.

i will say, i think it's the drumming especially, that hooked me at first, and helped me to see that everything else was also really really special. i would like to program drums like that bit, or even just get something that sounds a touch like that. i like how sharp the transients are. it makes me think of jazz stuff i've heard where everything's recorded in a clean way, and everything comes through super sharp and peak-y. the first few seconds i heard of the drums i really thought what i was hearing was like, breakcore chops, also. crazy...

i took selfies today, but not too many... too much of my face lately, but here i am:

i just did a song, or worked on an especially fucked up experimental thing. the guitar sound is really far out there, but it sounds kind of real, it sounds like playing past the fret board, kind of. so it's rather atonal, and the drums are fast but not blasting, maybe there should be a blast beat part in this song, idk. i'll figure that out tomorrow. this thing is new though, but maybe the guitar sound can be placed into a couple other songs in this vein.

on second thought probably not, since it's so atonal and strange, the other songs like that, that are hard to work out, are more chord-y. this isn't really able to do chords. not in an obvious way at least. it kind of produces clouds of overtones. it's sort of monstrous. i have an idea, though, for one of these ones that's freaky.

i think i got it closer at least, i think it sounds sort of far away but maybe that'll work out better for it. i'll have to see tomorrow. right now i feel so tired and like sickly, i hope i am not falling ill. we'll find out tomorrow i guess!!

so,

byebye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[fl0ral-ghost]

Ok im re listening it cause of course i am and i newd to rant. Ithica saga spoilers and such bad spelling its illegal and sad. But im notchnsging it have fun happy holidays x

ANTINIOUS'S VOUCE IS MAKING ME FOLD. LIKE. NOT IN A WAY OF IM ATTRACTED TO IT BUT LIKE HOLY CRAP ITS SO POWERFUL and holy fuck. (Then end of thst song had be gagged)

The start of odysseus. Oh my god. Thst new sort of melody is it? Like we havent heard that sort of ryth before and then when i heard the other one start from six hundred strike i had to pause it.

I play the drums and my god the drums have me like flintching which doesn't usually happen. But it id with these songs specifically odysseus. Oh my god i love this so much.

The chnating and hsrmonys in every song have me weeping i love it and the ones in odysseus remind me of the ones in the cyclops saga with polymethus (..?) Hut its changed cliggtly and its spectacular

"Keep your head down hes aiking for the torches" "You dont think i know my pwn palace? I built it." That sort of bit, the one from the clip snippet, atill makes me so exited i lovw it so much oh my god ih my god oh my god (new vical stim unlocked basically)

The part where the suitors say antinious id dead and ask for forgivness and freedom?? The open arms reference??? THE PLAIN ASS NO??? FUCK JORGE WHAT WERE YOU COOKING WITH THIS TASTEA LIKE GOD MY MAN.

The suitors speaking, then the killing sound THEN THE THINGY THING ON THE STRIBGS IT SOUNDED LIKE LEGENDARY I CRIES AHHH

THEN TELEMACHUSSS?! AHHHHHH TELEMACHUS IS HERE AHHHHHH.

"Get off me!" "Hold him down!" AHHHHH IM SOBBINGGGG THEN THE LIKE STRUGGLONG SOUND

"Mercy. MERCY?" It diednto bring me home." YES IT DID BUT OH NY GOD AHHH IM SPEECGLESS AHHH

"My mercys long since drowned" IDK REDERENCING TO POSEIDON AHHHHHHG

"you plotted to kill my son. You planned to r@pe my wife" the powerfulness of his words and his voice here is just unbelievable i actually cant belive it.

THEN THE NOISE AFTER OF THE KILLING AND THE NEXT FEW LINES "YOUVE FILLED MY HEART WITH HSTR ALL OF YOU WHOVE DONE ME WRONG THIS WILL BE YOUR FATE" OH NY GOD

Then the Screaming ok get it jorge get it odysseus..

The strings playing at the start of i xsnt hrlp but wonder and then the whatever instrument it is that plays telemachus's little bings melody thing oh my god im weepong

"Father..?" JORGE STOP, STOP THIS STOP! 😭

FUCK THEN THE ACOUSTIC GUITARS the way they play reminds me of how you might think a parent would play to a child maybe and like oh my god the innocence of it, and the immedient switch in odysseus's voice "son..?: he sounds likes hes about to break down sobbing join the rest of us ody weve been sobbing since the first song.

Telemachus's voice my god and the lyrics really show how juch telemachus has quite literally begged to just be like his dad and hes looked up to him even if theyve never even met at a point in telemachus's life that he would remmber

Moment ody started to duet paring to thst lyrics his lwn refelction of it i mean? Yeah, im bawling, rear gods. The grntlness in jis voice a compellte contrast to his recent singing psrts in other songs

"The strength you hold within" thst made me cry. And telemachus i bet. Cause telemachus thought he was weak and wanted to have his dads strength. And then not only finally meeting his dad but then hearing him call telemachus strong, thsts emotional vunerabilty i say.

"My son im finally home!" AHHHHHHHHH

I EANTED TO WRITE ABT THE NW T LYRICS BUT THEN EHEN RHEY HARMONISE TOGETHER AHHH FUCK OFFF ASHHGG

"Go...tell your mother im home...ill be there in a moment" my mind can no longer peice together words im juet inagining telemachus cry as he runs to penelope with a smile.

Then theres those funny drags aND AS SOON AS I HEARD THE SHOE YOURSELF I STARTED ABSULUTLY BEATONG THE CRAP OUT OR NY PILLOW AHHHH.

Then athenas riff plays (i think thats whatnit is) "you were never one for hello's..." THEN ATHENAS VOICE FUCK FUCK FUCK AND THE WAY SHES EMPATHY, AND THE FACT THAT SHE FEELS GUILTY AND LIKE AHHH I DIDNT THINK WE WERE GETTING A REUNION BUT WE ARE AND FU KKKKJ PLEASE TELL MR THIS THREW OTHER PEOPLE OFF.

"But ive got one endevour, theres a firl i have to see..." "very well..." FIRST OF ALL THST VERY WRLL ID VSRY ATHENA LF HER, AND THEN ODYS BIT BEFORE HE SOUNRS LIKE THEIR STILL TEENAGERS TALKING SBOUT HOW THEIR FALLING IN LOVE AND HE HAS TO HAVE THIS GIRL OH GOD OH GOD WEEPONG WEEPING AHHHHH.

"Father...she waiting for you..."

Ok the way he sings penelope and like oh my god and the way theninstruments gst mkre intense oh god i love it "AND THEN THE DOOR OPENING FUCKING IM IN SUSPENCE"

Is it you...have my prayers been awnsered... JUST ALL OF PENELOPES VOICE, ALL HER LYRICS FU K AND THE WAY SHE TALLS ABT HIS CHNAGES FUCKKKKKK .

THEN WHEN HE SAYS THST HES NOT WHO HE USED TO BE AND HE SOUDNS SO GUILT RIDDEN AND SCARED HES JUST A WET FUCKING CST

What kinds of things did you do..?

THEN HE DESCRIBES KT "TRAIDES FRIENDS LILW OBJECTS I COULD USE JIRT MORE LIVES THEN I CAN CIUNT ON MY HANDS

So tell me would you fall in love with me again FICK THIS ENTIRE SONG AHHHHHHH

And she immediently asks for him to bring peice to her mind. "THE EHOLE FUCKING OLIVE TREE BKT AND HE STSRTS TO GET SO MAD AND HORRIFIED THAT SHES ASKING HIM TO DO THAT, AND THEN HER VOICE IS JUST AS INTENSE AS HIS AND FKLLED WITH SUCH STRAIN

The silence...

Im actually spewchless.

THEN WHEN SHE STARTA TO SING HER BIT AND ITS GOT SUCH INTENSITY AND LIKE FUCKING HELL AND THE EMLTION AND LIKE IT JURT SLAPPED ME THATS THE KIND OR MUSIC I LISTEN TO OUTAIDE OF EPIC LIEK FU KKKK. THEN THEY BKTH AING THW RIFFS TOGETHER WAITING AND PRNELOPE AND SHE GETS MORE INTENSE AND FUCKKKKKM.

THE TEUMPETS AND IT COMES BACK TO THE FIRST SONG THE HORSE AND THE INFANT AND THE INTENSITY ITS A GRAND FJNSLE FUCK FUCK FUCK IM SKBBING SUCM AHHH.

then they hsrmonazie...

Thwy hormonaise and sing i love you fu k kff no jorge you cant do thst you csnt do thst im sobbing nl no nko jorge jorge stop touve cooked to mjch mo monko

As you can tell i gave up typing in a way that is readable. But this is how it came out when i stsrted ranting and so i wont chnage it. Thsnkyou flr reading, im gonna go cry again nlw,

[decay-as-a-life-form]

a guitar rlly is just a stim-tool. been sitting here for forever plucking the strings.

[notascreepyasyouthink]

i think more autistic people should pick up guitar or bass or percussion or any other instrument. they're like giant fidget toys that sound cool when you use them. i practice guitar as regularly as i can because i get to shake my arm a lot, the strings vibrating feels good on my fingers, i love repetitive motion, and if i press the right buttons and turn the right knobs on my pedals and amp, i can make the coolest sounds that scratch my brain right. on top of that, i can learn how to play songs that i can't get out of my head, and playing them either gets them out of my system or makes it worse depending on the day. you can stim AND develop a cool skill at the same time

[pascalishere]

Dael: Oh so that’s what auditory stims are, cool. Very crisp production as always. Am I hearing a dog barking? Woof woof! Synths coming in at just the right time, as usual. Love the piano, great addition. The last minute is great, the beats cutting out to let everything else breathe was a great choice.

Clipper: I’m finding it more and more difficult to pick anything out to say! Everything keeps getting more detailed and ambitious. Oh, LOVE this wavering synth I’m hearing. Approaching the halfway mark, these little synths and best switches I’m hearing are getting my heart pumping! Oh, here comes a drop, most of the elements have cut out…never mind, everything is just getting quiet. Still, great outro!

Leterel: What am I hearing, I love it? I really don’t have the words to describe any of this, but I do think this is the track that’s hooked me the fastest so far. Hell yes, strings! Love that synth getting louder at the end, consuming everything except the drilling sound.

Rotar: The beat’s great, one of the standouts so far. The synths on this one sound very unique too, I don’t think I’ve heard sounds like this before. It sounds like I’m hearing processed guitar strumming really quietly somewhere, cool sound. Oh yes, more piano! Oh the beat’s cut out-nope it’s back! Catch and release, works every time! I think the song’s in a completely different place than it started, I can’t remember! How do they always kill it with the outros?

Stud: Hello, is the track underwater? Oh, we’re speeding up and adding things in, it’s Autechre time. Few minutes later, it’s just synths now. Where are we going? Is that finger snapping? …I’m not really enjoying this one. I hate to say it, but I’m a little bored. I wish I could appreciate this music the way it deserves. The reverb on these synths is cool, though! Excellent outro.

Eutow: One sec, I need to pause, I have something I need to deal with. Ok I’m back, love the sound of this one, all the synths are so beautiful! Oh hell yes!!! Fave so far. Oh, this beat is excellent! Do I need to say how good this outro is?

C/Pach: Sounds so jangly and dazed, I like it! Love how this one is unfolding, every new change is exactly where it should be. They continually impress me with how much they can warp and change around the central structure of each track.

Gnit: What the hell is going on? Sounds like a gnat’s buzzing found it’s way into the song, funnily enough. Damnit I got distracted again. Those oscillating(?) tones behind the humming sound really cool.

Overand: Really pretty already. Fuckin tinnitus again. Oh wait that just a part of the song whoops! I can hear the beats becoming more prominent, excited to see where this goes. Just beats and bass now, very interesting. …cool, that track didn’t really go anywhere, at least I don’t think? What am I missing???

Rsdio: This one feels like it’s about to go ballistic any minute, I like this energy. I don’t know what to think anymore. Sounds like the song is going through a tunnel now. Cool, just a solid 45 seconds of silence, love that.

…Yeah, I don’t know. I feel like such a dumbass for not loving most of this album. It’s probably just me, but the progression of most of the tracks feels less ambitious. Very few changes that were made felt like they were pushing the song in a new direction. I’m definitely wrong here, but I don’t feel that the longer tracks really justify their own length for that reason. All of this is probably objectively mind-blowing, I wish I could get into it more. My instant-gratification brain keeps waiting for something like the climax of Hello Earth to come along and give me goosebumps. That’s probably never going to happen. The further I get into Autechre’s discography, the more it feels like I’m missing something. Am I?

[talos-stims]

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