#it doesn't help that there's a piano duet

[feather-of-argos]

Just finished watching Trigun Stampede and its good to know that I am still absolutely feral for the estranged brothers trope.

And my god, Nai's behaviour reminded me so much of s5 Felix. The plot resemblance is so uncanny to me that I cannot not share.

I know you're gonna think I'm crazy for comparing a snot nosed gremlin with a seasoned killer, like someone's probably reading this and foaming at the mouth...

Alas, I have made a chart to make this explanation easier:

The most notable difference here is that Knives' happiness requires Vash's identity to be stripped. Knives only values Vash as an extension of himself and not as an individual. He is in love with the concept of a brother who supports his twisted ideals solidified by their childhood bond, and when he finds out that isn't true, destroys his life to make him see "reason". Probably loved Rem buts its buried under all that misanthropy.

Meanwhile, Felix cares for Adrien as a person but also disregards his autonomy by making decisions on his behalf. However, unlike Knives, Felix is amendable to keeping some humans around for the sake of Adrien's happiness. Felix's twin cousin-complex comes from a place of jealousy and situational projection.

In addition to being upset that Adrien has not fought for his freedom and seeks to liberate him. He is envious of his cousin's ability to make friends but is disgusted by his naivety and inability to think for himself (a past-pathetic version of himself under control).

To conclude, one is a psychotic narcissist who developed delusions of grandeur instead of healing from abuse while the other is a misguided, morally grey teen who also hasn't healed from abuse :(

Very different characters but the fundamentals are all there.

[on1knee4marksmen]

Gregory House with a teenage daughter (platonic!!)

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General Hcs :) (more like rambles)

🩻House & teenage daughter that looks juuust a bit too much like him? Buddy don't get me started-

🩻I feel like he'd really get along with a teen daughter (he's just a teenage girl too, I fear)

🩻Like he's one of those cool dads that you can share anything with without getting scolded/grounded or anything like that. Don't get me wrong, you're getting raised with manners, but you're also getting raised to be a menace when it comes to standing your ground.

🩻I mean c'mon, it's Greg House we're talking about, he's pretty goddamn stubborn.

🩻You guys also have a bunch of inside jokes. One of which being referring to eachother with the most exaggerated, old-fashioned, formal forms ever known to the English language, when in reality you're just telling him to buy toilet paper on the way home because there's none left

"Father, I regret to inform you that I require hydration, however am far too away from the only water source in our fortress and am far too lazy to raise myself upon my feet."

"My dearest, dearest daughter.

No fucking way, get your lazy ass up and pour a glass yourself." "But dad-"

🩻Btw swearing is 100% something natural for your household. House would probably squeeze in a remark or two if you overdo it, but overall he has no problem with hearing swears from you (because he also swears every now and then)

🩻(Off topic, but you'd regularly make puns about the apartment being a 'House-hold' and he'd pretend to hate every single one of them, but deep down he'd actually find them amusing)

🩻Apartment is a mess. All the time. Almost everywhere.

🩻But I don't mean filthy mess. I mean just untidy, but you guys know what's where and find a way around it

🩻Unspoken rule that you tell eachother whenever you move something, just in case the one that did the moving forgets

🩻Despite him being a pretty good cook himself, he wouldn't be surprised if you didn't know how to do stuff properly when it comes to cooking. He always helps you and you sometimes pout about it (but you're grateful deep down)

🩻You convinced him to let you cook dinner by yourself once. Almost burned the kitchen down. You apologised a thousand times, but you guys did have a laugh about it later, so it's all good

🩻Most times you guys order takeaway, cuz House doesn't really have motivation to cook often

🩻And if you surprise him with your first home-cooked meal (this time without burning the kitchen down)? He wouldn't tell you face-to-face, but you can see the flicker of pride in his eyes and the hint of an almost fond grin tugging at his lips (even if it needs a bit of seasoning)

🩻He might not feel like cooking dinner, but making breakfast definitely comes easier to him. Expect scrambled eggs and sausage/whatever ham he could find in the fridge greeting you when you wake up. He might even make pancakes on weekends/rare dayoffs

🩻Aaah he loves that you share a music taste with him if you do!!

🩻If you don't, he won't stop you from listening to it ofc, he'd just complain about it whenever it wasn't on headphones (🙄)

🩻But if you did share a music taste? ... Getting noise complaints from the neighbours about classic rock getting blasted past 10 pm wouldn't be the most uncommon

🩻Would support you in any hobbies you have, 100%. Both financially and by psyching you up.

🩻You draw? He has a sketch/artwork of yours framed somewhere in his office. Crochet? He still keeps the mini crochet doll of himself on his keys. Knit? He wears the scarf you made him every winter. Read? He's buying you at least one new book every month or two. You'd have to help with installing new bookshelves though, he'd do nothing but lay on the couch for the most part and blame it on the leg™. Play any instrument? You have the whole ass setup for it in your room at home. If the instrument is suitable for piano duets, he's so down to do one with you

🩻Would so be down to playing any type of video game with you. You guys probably have a gamecube/nintendo 360/xbox/whatever the hell there was in his time I have no idea

🩻Lets you mess around on his Gameboy if you ever come to work with him and get bored

🩻Greg might be kind of an asshole to people and he might claim not to care, but he definitely cares, especially about you.

🩻If you're happy, he genuinely feels at ease too. But if he senses any shift in your normal behaviour, anything that he might find alarming? He wouldn't push it more than an "Anything wrong? Or are you this frowny all the time?" or a "Wanna talk about it?". But he'd do his best to subtly show you he's here for you and you can talk to him. About anything that might be troubling you, anything

🩻House isn't used to saying 'I love you', but he does his best to show it to you.

🩻Until one day you come home crying and he realises - he has no idea what to do. So he does what feels most unnatural to him, but knows that you need. He offers a hug. If you accept it, he gladly wraps his arms around you and tucks your head under his chin. Rubs your shoulders and back a little. Offers to hear you out if you need to talk. Then proceeds to trashtalk whoever/whatever made you cry with you. He's a number 1 gossip buddy, makes you feel so much better by doing it too. He'd then order your fav food and offer to do whatever you wanted, really. Ends the night by sending you off to bed with an awkward shoulder rub, but a look of soft longing in his glossy eyes (he wants to kiss your forehead and tuck you in like he did back when you had nightmares, but he's scared of being vulnerable with you cuz you're older now)

🩻Overall, House is pretty emotionally constipated at times and doesn't like being vulnerable or showing affection. But he'd be a cool, loving father and I die on this hill.

[twizzie-lairs]

My Darling, My Honey

Alastor X Fem!Reader (Part 2)

Part 1 | Part 2

Quick Notes:

This is when both reader/you and Alastor are both alive. (... we'll probably end up in hell later on btw so stay tuned...)

Reader is an artist/painter.

Part 2:

Every day and night you had to stay trapped at home, it felt like nails on a chalkboard after that one fateful meeting that night.

The only thing that made the time bearable was the radio. Alastor told you he hosted a radio show. As so, you soon became one of his most loyal listeners. Anything to relive the moment when you felt like a person again.

So when the night finally came, that you could escape to Mimzy's establishment the next town over, you were over the moon at the chance to see Alastor again.

Luckily for you, your husband was going to be away for a week this time.

That night, you made it to the bar a bit later than usual, you had to be extra sure that it was safe to leave town unnoticed after a close call of almost being discovered by some relatives that lived nearby.

When you enter the bar, you hear some piano music. It wasn't unusual for Mimzy to invite musicians or let patrons play some music at the piano that resides in the bar, as long as they didn't get boo'ed off the stage. But this music stirred something in your soul, making you hurry into the bar.

It was Alastor.

You gasp, your heart beating a million miles a minute. You were so drawn to him. In this moment, the jazzy music that filled the air and filled up all the holes in your heart. You were captivated. So captivated, that you forgo greeting Mimzy and the bar entirely, in favor of walking over to Alastor at the piano.

He gives you a surprised look before smiling and immersing himself in the music once more.

You smile back and you can't help but sing along to Alastor's piano playing. The song was a classic, and also one your personal favorites.

As you sing, you sit down on the piano bench next to him. You notice he doesn't open his eyes, but the smile on his face deepens as your duet continues.

When your song comes to an end, it feels like you came back down to earth. The bar erupted in applause, the embarrassment flushing your whole face pink. You look over to Alastor who's looking at you with such a warm expression.

"My dear, what a lovely voice you have. Your talents truly seem boundless. I am quite surprised you knew that song."

You spend the rest of the night tucked away in a private corner talking with Alastor about all sorts of things, interests, likes, dislikes, deep conversations about life, and even your fears. But never once did you mention your home life, you'd rather die than let Alastor find out. The last thing you need is for him to treat you differently.

When you mention you listened to his every show ever since the night that you first met, his eyes light up and something in him clicked. He took your chin gently in his hand and brought your face closer to his, "Oh my, I have never met a finer woman with even finer tastes in entertainment~" which caused your heart to flutter like never before.

The tension and feelings between the two of you were palpable. It was clear to the rest of the bar that the two of you were smitten with each other, something akin to love at first sight. You tow were inexplicably drawn to each other.

You wish you didn't have to leave and go back home. But you knew you had to get home before dawn, even if you were going to come back the next day/night anyway. Relatives and in-laws usually liked to stop by unannounced and if they found the house empty, you'd be in for a world of punishment and pain. It happened once, and you would rather not relive that experience ever again.

So even though it pained you greatly, you had to say goodbye to Alastor. As you stood up to leave, Alastor's hand still held yours, you could tell he was reluctant to let you leave. Very rarely did he have the chance to enjoy such cultured and lovely conversation. With a sad and somber expression, you walked away, his hand slowly sliding out of yours.

"I hope you come back to me, ma chérie ..."

-> Part 3

[madame-nightshade]

It's 2:40am and I'm stuck thinking about a Mari!Reader from Omori with Malleus as a romantic interest. (I've had this idea for like... Two years now...)

Like, he freaking loves you and you feel perfect, though he finds your desire for perfection to be one of your weaknesses.

When he figures out that you play piano, he is internally begging to play duets with you. Luckily, you ask him since you miss having someone duet with and he is quick to accept.

You both practice your piano skills in Diasomnia since it's one of the only places that has a piano room besides the band room. But also, it's where he has all of the stringed instruments he has learned over the years.

When he finally duets with you with a violin you help him learn a duet back from home that you and your little brother played together.

While learning it, you opened up to Malleus with how things were back home, and it seemed amazing until you started talking about the big fight you had with your little brother.

You finally admitted to him that you pushed your brother too far, which ended up with him pushing you down the steps of your once happy home. That was all you remembered.

He assured you that you weren't a horrible sibling, that you just let your passions get the best of you. He tried to make you feel better, which only worked a little bit.

Malleus had learned the duet perfectly, but it didn't feel right. Malleus noticed too and you both left it alone, not playing it again.

Fast forward about three months or so, and Crowley called you to his office, you invited Malleus to tag along with you in case there was a housewarden meeting he wasn't invited to again, or in case Crowley tried to ask you for a favor that's put you in harms way.

What you didn't expect to see was your little brother standing in the middle of the room. You ignored Crowley as you got closer to your brother.

"Sunny." You spoke softly. You watched as he teared up and tightly held onto you, he seemed taller than you'd remembered, "I didn't want to see you so soon."

"I'm sorry..." Was all he could muster as he held onto you tighter. You smiled with tears in your eyes, not minding the protective feeling in Malleus's eyes.

"I know. I'm sorry too." You held him tight, not wanting to let go until Crowley started to frustrate you.

You introduced your brother to Malleus's little family and introduced Malleus as your boyfriend. Malleus and Sunny engage in staring contests a lot.

Though, picnics with everyone is nicer with you around, especially with the cookies you make.

In Malleus's opinion, the sun started to shine brighter when you came. Malleus doesn't think it was his doing that the sun was so bright now, it's all you.

(Lowkey might write more soon...)

[krispdreemurr]

They don't remember this.

What they have is patchwork, fragments. The dark under the trees. The chain or tail or string around her leg. The way they'd held onto her hand, tried to pull her up.

The way that, suddenly, there had been nothing to hold.

There had been nothing to hold with.

Their memories regain order and sense hours later, laying half-frozen in a snowbank as people yelled and rushed around them.

They had tilted their head, a little, and looked at their hand.

In the predawn light, it had looked gray.

—

There’s a shape their hand remembers.

They sketch a shape again and again, even though they can't even make out what it's meant to be. Their hand traces lines in the air, on loop. Even as they try to wash it clean, even as they try to will it to stop, the shape keeps coming back again and again.

The people they talk to ask them to explain what it is they're drawing, and they try.

The words never come.

They just keep sketching the same shape in the air.

—

There's a song their hand remembers.

They're at Noelle’s again, half-waiting for her mom to get home so they can talk about the latest phone call, half-hoping that she never comes by at all.

They try to play with her. They try to have fun the way they used to. But they keep circling back to what they know, what they did, the fragments in the dark, the duet that won't come because they–

Sometimes the piano helps.

It doesn't today.

As they sit in front of the keys, staring at them, their hand lifts. Presses four notes, twice over. Shifts a little deeper. Plays the sequence again, twice. Shifts back up. Repeats.

It's a little nice. It's like stimming. It at least works out some of the nervous energy.

But they don't know where the notes are from.

It's easy to keep playing them, at least, and so they sink into that for a little while.

—

There's a trick their hand remembers.

They lay awake in bed, staring at the ceiling, barely able to do anything else. They'd managed the insertion of the connection - her terms, and probably nicer than anything they thought to call it - a month ago, and every day and night since has been like this.

Their limbs heavy. Their mind empty. The world so distant.

“The connection is there. The other end is not,” she had said. “For now, it’s dormant. You’ll have to learn to work against it.”

And they manage enough - they eat, they go to school, they shower, they have basic conversations. Everything feels like they're pushing against a heavy, numbing fog, but they can learn to do that.

But tonight. Tonight they're tired, and they can't muster enough will to even properly roll onto their side.

With effort, they lift their hand to their chest, rest it over their hoodie. If they could just take it out, they think. They know - it can only be coaxed out with the Dark World’s power, and otherwise it's seated deep within them, but - but if they could just grab hold–

Their hand looks gray against the pale light of artificial stars.

It sinks in, and grips onto something, and pulls.

There's pain, burning, blinding, unbearable–but–but–

But the pain ebbs, and takes the fog with it, and they are themself again, with their hand clutched around something brilliant red.

They stare for a second, and then they break into disbelieving laughter.

(They go three days before the guilt makes them call her - but she doesn't sound disappointed. If anything, she's eager to put them back to use.)

(They wish they'd kept a secret.)

—

There's something they almost remember.

They stand on the street outside the school, still hazily numb from everything that had happened. Their thoughts are rushing, stumbling. They feel more awake than they have in months. They feel bone-deep exhaustion.

There's a tug from their chest, and they frown as they rummage through their pockets, checking what's there. Pencil, some sort of amorphous blob–

They feel a sting of sharp pain.

They lift the thing out of their pocket.

It's just a piece of glass, a jagged shard from a window or something. They look at it, tilting their head–

Through the glass, they see the street beneath their hand.

Like it isn't there at all.

They jolt, and the angle breaks. Just glass in their hand, nothing more.

They tuck it back into their pocket as quickly as they can.

They don't want to think about it any more.

—

They promised to remember this.

Despite that, it's still fragmented. The room picked out in shades of green. Someone telling them that copies were grayscale but colored in with care. A story, behind a tree, and a man.

They had said something, in the gap they knew would be forgotten by everyone.

Maybe it had been gratitude. Maybe it had been dismay. Maybe they had just asked why, what it meant, why he'd bothered, if it was theirs at all, if they'd lose it again or forget it or–

The man had only smiled, and pressed an egg into the palm of their hand.

Blue against eggshell white.

They remember those colors, when the rest fades.

[gumycandyyy]

୨♡ Ｗｉｎｔｅｒ Ｋｉｎｇ ＨＣＳ ♡୧

I am ashamed of tumblr for not making more fanfic of this funky fruit.

We got some general HCS and then some romantic ones under the cut! (I went a little overboard with the romantic ones, hehe!)

Gender-neutral

୨♡ Ｇｅｎｅｒａｌ ♡୧

-Man's self care routine is off the charts

-I'm serious, he has like- 80 different bubble bath concoctions.

-Smells like mint

-or some kind of cold scent.

-I feel like he loves dressing up fancy, so he has a closet full of sparkly suits

-maybe even some dresses if he's feeling special.

-Doesn't actually need to wear glasses, he just likes how they look.

-While he loves his winter wonder world, I feel like he'd enjoy rainy weather more than snow.

-He got rid of all his madness and sadness, yes, but I think he'd cry at something especially cute. Happy tears, y'know?

"Why are you crying, sir? Are you okay?" "Oh, it's nothing. *sniff* Just those two rabbits that are cuddling."

-He is really bad at any percussion instrument

-like.. REALLY bad.

-His hands are too delicate for such a garish instrument as the drums!

-He loves playing duets on the piano, but rarely has anyone to play with.

-I mean, he could always concoct up an ice creature to play piano with him, but that's honestly quite dull.

-His favorite movie would probably be an old Christmas movie, like It's a Wonderful Life.

-He gets kidnapped by the Candy Queen so often, that occasionally he brings a book or something snuggly to help him wait for his ice scouts to rescue him.

-He once got so bored while kidnapped that he tried to read to some of the mutilated candy people

-That was the last time he saw his favorite book.

-Safe to say he doesn't bring his favorites anymore.

୨♡ Ｒｏｍａｎｔｉｃ ♡୧

-Will literally spoil his love interest rotten.

-You want that thing you saw earlier?

-Consider it yours

-You'd like for it to snow outside?

-A sprinkle or a blizzard?

-Literally anything, this man will go to the ends of the universe to get you what you'd like.

-Love languages are definitely gift giving and physical touch

-probably acts of service too.

-Loves dancing.

-Loves dancing.

-Whether it be a slow dance or ice-skating, he will take every opportunity to dance with you!

-He adores short people.

-Good, because he's tall as a giant.

-if you're shorter than him, he will no doubt use you as an armrest.

-He always makes remarks on how cute you are.

-Even if you're only two inches shorter than him.

-If you're taller...

-hoo boy.

-Expect him to be all over you.

-figuratively and literally.

-Will want you to carry him everywhere, sit in your lap, rest against you, whatever.

-Just let him touch you.

-He'll talk about how strong you are, how you'd be the perfect chair, etc. etc.

-He does the stupid "How's the weather up there?" jokes.

-Loves your body, no matter what it looks like.

-You're skinny?

-You're easy to carry around and dance with.

-You're chubby or fat?

-Literally will always be holding onto or resting on part of you. He loves squishy people.

-Somewhere in the middle?

-He could not care less. He loves you regardless of what you look like.

-And he makes sure to emphasize his point by complimenting you endlessly.

-He will never leave your side.

-Even if you need space, he doesn't.

-So why wouldn't you?

-Back to our regularly scheduled fluff-

-Candy Queen hates your guts.

-She thinks you're an obstacle, keeping her from the Winter King.

-No doubt tries to kill you.

-Multiple times. a day

-Her plans are always foiled, but if she gets too close to genuinely hurting you, Winter will be so upset.

"Oh, Dearest, please tell me you're okay!" "You are?" "Phew. I don't know what I'd do if you were hurt in any way."

-His petnames for you are probably

-Darling,

-Dearest,

-My love,

-There are a lot more, but those are the main ones.

-LOVES kissing you.

-Anytime, any way.

-He finds it adorable when his nose bumps your face.

-Favorite place to kiss would probably be the back of your hand.

-He is a gentleman after all.

-Overall, he just adores you.

-And he sincerely hopes you love him just as much as he does you.

Headcanon requests are open for Winter King! Don't be afraid to send an ask, and be shameless! I know I am! (No smut tho. Some spice is okay, however.)

Have some free WK art for coming this far!

reblog for a beginner writer?

[bokettochild]

random LU hcs before I go to church

Legend likes to draw, and while he uses it for practical purposes (he's compiling a bestiary of his own) he also likes to sketch random crap he finds while traveling

Hyrule weaves. Not fabric, since that's a bit legthly and requires materials he can't get or keep for long, but he's very good at making baskets and the like! When the rest go to his cave, it's just full of woven items, including his attempts at weaving a freaking chair. Hyrule is going to become Pier 1

Sky writes poetry but never shares it with anyone. Groose used to laugh at it when they were kids, and so he's very self-conscious about it (and not very good anyways). He does come up with some really, really good pieces though from time to time!

Warriors couldn't read before he enlisted. He had to learn, and did learn rather quickly once he had to, but he still did very much not grow up with books. He is, however, very fond of oral tradition and somehow keeps a library's worth of knowledge in his head, since he never knew how to write it down before.

Warriors loves folk tails and will use any excuse given in order to share them with the younger ones

Wind is a very proficient mapmaker. he's terrible at drawing figures or anything, but he's very good at charting things out and putting them down on paper

Wind has a great eye for photography though! He and Wild sometimes play a game where they have to find a particular item and take a pictograph of it and then they'll have one of the others judge which one is better. Wild's candids are usually better, but Wind has a talent from framing and using the light to his advantage that outshines Wild's.

Wind likes composing little tunes with the Windwaker when he's bored. he has accidentally discovered several magical songs and their effects in this manner. Sometimes Time debates if just teaching his the Song of Storms from the get go would have been better in the long run, since it would have saved them getting soaked so much

Four has a fascination with artistic metalwork. He can't do it himself, and often times can't understand how someone thought up the idea in the first place, but it gives him great delight to see various metal pieces/tools/items forged together into the oddest art pieces

Twilight claims he's no good art of any kind, usually blaming "these darn big paws o' mine", but the secret is that he's a talented embroiderer, he just doesn't consider it "art" in the same way the rest do. Most Ordon folks add stitch-work to things so he considers it standard practice, not exceptional.

Sky is also very good at stitch-work of all kinds

When Sky and Twilight discover their shared skill-set, they absolutely use it for evil (start adding little patterns and things on their brother's stuff). Is this competitive? They're Links, you tell me!

Time claims not to be very creative, but he's actually quite good at art himself! Just drawing, as his paintings have a very childish sort of color combinations and the like, but he's surprisingly very good with shading and proportions!

All the boys play music, but Twilight's a good hand on the fiddle/violin (but only for short periods) and Legend has a surprising preference for the piano/organ. They'd make an excellent duet if they actually managed to know any of the same songs

Wild cannot and should not play instruments, Hylia help your ears if he does. He's also not that great of an artist (look for JoJo's comic of him drawing a new tapestry, it's hilarious). He likes the art the others make, but in general, the best he can do it just making designs and patterns that always seem to resemble Korok puzzles.

[matrixbearer2024]

Remember when I said these two knew how to play instruments? It was just a teeeeensy thing in a post- yeah here's both of them playing a pretty iconic melody cuz what the hell and holy shit drawing instruments is HARD LMAO

I got skill issued with this piece so bad and I know the piano keys are wrong but I do not have the energy to care about it right now-

Context of the picture is them just practicing, this was taken before they graduated senior high so it's not actually that far back but it's old enough. They don't look all that pleased considering it's like the twentieth time they've played that piece again just to get it perfectly right. Ford literally wouldn't shut up about it until they did despite Stan being slightly annoyed by it and his inability to keep up sometimes on faster pieces HAHAHAHA

ANYWAY- yes, Ford isn't wearing his gloves because it's harder for him to play when he is and Stan plays the violin because he lost a game of rock paper scissors with his brother... well it's more than that but basically they wouldn't stop fighting over the piano(classic case of siblings pissing each other off for the sake of pissing each other off) and they had a best of three with rock paper scissors to see who had to learn a second instrument and Stan lost LMAO

Good on him though for sticking to his word though, so he picked up the recorder in the meantime while trying to decide on a duet instrument. Problem being he couldn't really learn the recorder much before he found his snapped in two at some point in his room(Filbrick). So he tried something else, the violin.

That thing stuck, even until college he still knows how to play the violin and play it well. Stanley just rarely practices where people can accidentally hear him or stumble into him because he'd rather not get bombarded with music requests.

Ford actually did give up playing the piano at some point though, mostly because he's always pestered to keep his gloves on while practicing(Filbrick) and he's sadly too impatient to actually get used to such a thing when he knows he's already much better off without the gloves. He hasn't forgotten how to play though, he just refuses outright for the most bit.

It's pretty upsetting to watch him practice sometimes though because he's that piano player that slams on the keys when he's pissed enough and his perfectionist tendencies really doesn't help when he misses a note or screws up the tempo. Stan's gotten pretty good at notifying him about it though since neither would want to accidentally deal with a broken piano from Ford breaking something in the mechanisms from hitting the keys too hard.

It's actually happened once before when they first started out and the earful he got for it plus some pretty unsavory things(Filbrick) I won't specify had kind of low-key traumatized both of the twins.

Also if you do notice, Stan's shirt is the same design as the one he has in college. It's not because it's the same shirt, he bought the same design after he wore this one to shreds because it's comfy. I don't even know what to say about it cuz that's kinda it chat HAHAHAHAHHA

[mukbeez]

Alright, I'm hooked. Jekyll and Hyde (and maybe Adam Frankenstein?) with a partner who likes to sing? Disney princess singing, or any kinda singing they'd like. She'd sing to them if they asked, and she often sings whenever she isn't doing anything else or when she's doing something that doesn't require her to be thinking about what she's doing. I think she'd offer to sing lullabies if they wanted.

✧.* 𝐉𝐄𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐋, 𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐒/𝐎 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

╰┈➤ MASTERLIST. NAVIGATION.

╰┈➤ CARMILLAS NOTES: i’m so happy about this actually. frankenstein and jekyll and hyde are two of my biggest hyperfixations atm 🫶 also it was kinda hard to make this fem reader

╰┈➤ WARNINGS: none!

𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐉𝐄𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐋

he could listen to you sing forever

it’s actually his most favourite thing in the world

while hyde likes just normal music with no singing, like compositions and all that, jekyll actually prefers singing

helps him remember someone else, his favourite girl, is actually there <3

he’ll probably ask you sing at the most random parts of the day, he doesn’t really care what it is as long as you’re singing

i think he’d like to do his work and just let you do yours in the same room, but he will request you to sing, if not sing than atleast hum

at some point anybody singing in general just starts to remind him of you

i feel like for some reason he knows how to play piano so if you really wanted he’d play piano while you sang and it’s like a little duet

yes he’d ask you to sing him to sleep

either laying on the actual pillow or his head in your lap, he barely sleeps but your singing helps him so much

within ten minutes he’s knocked out

nobody loves girls who sing more than henry jekyll

𝐄𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄

he does think you have a nice voice, but he doesn’t care for it as much as jekyll

he’ll let you sing to him, but he might not pay as much attention

but i do think there’s certain days where he’s just too tired to actually get up and wreak havoc so he just has you sit in front of him, and he just plays with your hair while you sing/hum

i feel like he might just subconsciously call you songbird every once in a while but idk (it’s 1am leave me alone my brain is cooked)

if you’re lucky he might let you show him different exercises for fun or see what the highest and lowest pitches you can go see but he’d probably have to be in a very good mood

although usually he won’t ask you to sing to him and kind of just gets used to you normally doing it, there have been days where he’s actually requested that you sing for him

at some point after months of this he just gives you a look that lets you know he wants you to sing

“sing for me?” to “sing?” to just a certain glance that you’d know a mile away

𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍

he adores you

i think he might’ve been a little shocked the first time you sing in front of him, since there’s a big chance he’d never heard it before

will stop you and just be like “what was that??” and let you explain it to him

from that day on he gets very interested in music and wants you to tell him everything you know about and will want you to sing to him quite a few times a day

he’s very interested in your vocal range (vocal range is fascinating istg)

would love lullabies to be song to him

sometimes, after you guys get a house or somewhere you can actually live in peace, he likes to just lay in bed with you and have you sing

he learns his favourite type of singing is like. kind of opera but also not quite (like christine in phantom of the opera kind of)

he’s so proud of your talent and tells you all the time you should get a job with your voice

he also says nobody in their right mind would refuse your voice

he gets interested in lots of singers after that, but you’re always his favourite

[flippinpancakes64]

May I request the cullens with a reader who sings?

The Cullens with a Singer! Reader

I interpreted this as either a reader who’s in choir/theater for the highschooler Cullens and someone who does like small gigs for money or smthn for the adult Cullens

Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy!

Edward:

He loves your voice

He is at every single concert or performance

And he obv brings some flowers too

Loves to play the piano while you sing

He thinks you have the most amazing voice ever

Loves when you sing him to “sleep”

He can’t sleep obviously but he never feels more calm than when he’s laying in your bed and you’re singing

Whenever he hears you humming as you do stuff around the house he has to stop and listen

Alice:

I feel like she’s also probably in choir

And yes she does bully the director into letting you have many solos

And duets with her

She’s already at every concert

But she loves hearing you sing

Genuinely thinks you should go professional

And she might be able to pull a few strings to get you there 😼

She may or may not see a future where you’re on broadway

But that’s for her to know and you to find out

Jasper:

He absolutely loves it

Singing is calming for you

And so when you sing, he picks up on your calm emotions too

Please hum when you’re cuddling with him

Laying on your back, his head on your chest, your hands in his hair, you humming a tune

If he was human he would be out like a light

He loves going to your performances as well

It’s just magical to him

Rosalie:

It’s the perfect background noise

She loves when you hum or sing while she’s working on her car

Better than any radio station she could tune into

She’ll hum along with you occasionally

But mostly she just likes to listen to you

She has some ties here and there

And by that I mean she’s scary

So it’s best not to question anything when your choir instructor suddenly gives you a solo

Emmett:

He hears you humming or singing as you work around the house all the time

He thinks your voice is nice

He is at every concert or performance

And he is in the front row

He always cheers the loudest, no exception

I don't think he would try to push you to make a professional career out of singing

But that's only because he wants to keep your talent for himself :)

Esme:

You had described your gigs as nothing more than a hobby you like to do from time to time

So when she went to one for the first time she wasn't expecting anything amazing

But now she is convinced that you need to go sing in the super bowl or smthn

She thinks you have the most beautiful voice

Like literally perfect

And she loves listening to you sing while she does stuff around the house

She's your #1 fan

Carlisle:

When he's working on finishing up some paperwork at home, he can hear you practicing your singing in your shared room

And he loves it

It helps him focus more on his work

He is at every single one of your gigs btw

He likes to go up to you and pretend to be a fan

"You were incredible tonight! Can I have your autograph?"

He genuinely believes that you will be famous one day

And he's so excited for you

Vampire! Bella:

I get the feeling that she cannot sing at all

She couldn't sing when she was human, she still can't sing now

But she doesn't think anything special of you being in the choir until she goes and watches a performance

She is blown away

You shouldn't be in a highschool choir, you should be on a stage somewhere

And she tells you that

She is your biggest believer

Always tells you how much she loves your voice

And how much she loves you of course

[knightoftableround]

sit down fellas lets talk about this because i need a quick excuse to yap imw riting this late at night and savinf it to my drafts so it'll probably make more sense because i am smarater at night. besides my typos. ..

okay so i've noticed how lisa treats creature throughout a lot of the movie and its kind of like adorable to me. she gets multiple chances where she has some kind of upper hand on him where she can bash his skull in with a fluffy golf club or axe him straight in the back or do something else to annihilate him which a lot of people would do in her situation and she DOESN'T do that.

she's so nice to him when she reasonably had the choice not to be. one could say a reasonable thing to do to a corpse that broke into your house and chased you down and projectile vomitef straight in your face is bash their head in with a flugfy golf club but lisa says NO!!!!! i will treat this zombie boy nicely and help him get cleaned up and supply him clothes and spend time with him

and when she gets the chance to axe him in the back she does consider it and is going to do it but she literally cant bring herself to do it. she could do it and she could probably end it all here but she doesn't and she instead runs to him and falls into his arms. and he does things for her too in a return of her kindness!!!! he dances with her and plays the piano in a duet with her and listens to her yap. andmurderspeopleandchopsofftheirlimbs but thats out of the questipn

she's his caretaker throughout the movie and he returns the favor in the end with being her caretaker now that they switcharooed positions. all because she just didn't bash him in the skull with a fluffy golf club at that very first meeting. THE SMALL DESCISONS PEOPLE!!!!!!

[institute-of-planar-shitposts]

In honor of the month & the fact I don't actually know when Candlenights is usually considered, have another Crystal Kingdom moment!

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Sunshine heads over to Johann, striking up an idle conversation before commenting on the song he was playing and deciding now is a good time to try to subtly change the direction for it, like Magnus asked.

“Hey, do you want to do a duet?” she offers.

“Do you know any Candlenights songs?” Johann asks, surprised, as he pauses in his playing.

“Who doesn't?” Sunshine blinks, confused at the question.

“I mean, fair enough, you just never seemed to be practicing any in the last while,” he says.

“Yeah, I guess the typical practice window does usually start a few months before now,” she concedes. “Honestly, I hadn't really thought about it much because I didn't think anyone would ask, since you're kind of the go-to performance guy nowadays. Or that I would offer.”

“So… You sure you want to perform?” Johann frowns, lowering his violin and bow.

“I mean, I wasn't initially planning on it, but it's probably gonna be a pretty small party, right?” she shrugs.

“I dunno. I heard Merle has, like, two thousand party points.”

“What's a party point?” Sun blinks.

“Not really sure myself,” Johann admits. “I think it's a measure of how good the parties he throws are?”

“That would make sense,” she agrees. “Still, I don't think they'd invite the whole Bureau, you know?”

“True. Question still stands, though.”

“Yeah. Truth be told, I fucking love Candlenights and Candlenights carols - always have - so I'm down.” Sun pauses for a moment. “Uh, I don't have an instrument to work with right this second, but I can still sing,” she offers. “I have a few just kicking it in my head.”

“Yeah, singing’s not a bad idea,” he says. “What do you know?”

Sunshine considers for a moment. Keeping it upbeat for the party… "Let it Snow" is always good, especially with the storm right now; could start with that. What else do I know…

“Ooh!” She brightens as she remembers the song she had actually been trying to practice recently. “Okay, this isn't something I can sing so it’d probably be something for a little bit later, but you know how I've been messing around with magic in instruments lately?”

Johann nods, so she continues. “Do you want to do "Wizards in Winter" later?”

He blinks. “Have you practiced that one?”

“Surprisingly yes, actually,” she grins. “I just kept getting it stuck in my head over the last… I think month, so I figured, fuck it. It's not perfect, but I think it'll pass.”

“Okay, we can try it,” he agrees.

“Cool. Do you mind helping me move a couple instruments in here, then?”

“What ones?”

Sun taps her arm, mulling it over for a moment. “Wish we had a piano on the base,” she mutters. “For what I do have, though, I'm gonna want my viol for sure, any drums we might have, probably a guitar, my harp… Let's start there for now,” she decides.

“That's a few instruments,” Johann frowns.

“True, but we're gonna be simulating a full orchestra,” she explains. “That's going to require those four, bare minimum.”

Johann considers her words for a moment. “Yeah, that's true. Let's start with the big ones then.”

“You got it. I'm gonna go find one of the Reclaimers to let them know where we're going,” Sunshine says, scanning the slowly growing number of attendees to find one of the boys.

[gotham-daydreams]

Fun fact: Dick used to play guitar and is still fairly good at it. Jason has an Electric guitar in his old room at the Wayne manor. Stephanie quit playing the piano but she can still the basics, and Damian plays violin.

Im not sure if it's completely right, but if it was, how would that go with the whole reader being a musician thing?

Ohhh that's interesting! I actually didn't know that before, but that's cool! (Jason definitely seems like the type to pick up an electrical guitar.)

If it was completely right I'd say that they'd probably have the reader play with them, or have the reader teach them how to play again/how they can improve. (Since again, the reader can play multiple instruments.) Though of course by 'have' I mean force.

Dick in particular would definitely always try to have a duet of some kind, or constantly suggest that hey, they should make their own song together! At least he asks even if he'll visibly sadden if the reader says any variation of 'no', but Damian does not. He will just barge in on whatever the reader is doing and either force them to listen to him play, and say how well he did, and or also force them to play with him. (Kind of like how he'll be with the whole art thing.)

Even if Jason doesn't play anymore, I think he'd kind of use it as a "oh, I used to do that too" sort of thing so he can bond with the reader more. (In theory.) He might pick it back up, but would heavily 'appreciate' lessons so he can refine his skill again, and maybe even become a lot better than he used to be, who knows?

Stephanie I feel is less forceful, and seeing as she did quit she'd probably prefer to listen to the reader's music than play with them, but she wouldn't necessarily mind if they played a simple duet either. Sure, she might be a little rusty but... if the reader's willing to help then she won't turn them down.

All in all, suddenly they're as interested in music as the reader is, and are definitely going to use it to bond with them in any way they can manage. With some being a 'bit' forceful when it comes to their attempts, compared to others.

Which may or may not 'ruin' music for the reader, or at least certain sounds for them. Since they'll begin to associate certain instruments and such with certain people, and, well, that definitely doesn't begin to mess them up after a while. No wayyyy.

Oh! Also, the other remaining members of the family might either feel compelled to learn an instrument, or just want to listen to you play that much more. Tim would at least think about picking up an instrument, same with Babs, and Bruce would join Alfred in listening. (Though lets be honest, Bruce can probably play something too.) Cass would probably do a bit of both if she can help it.

Expect the Batfam to be very interested in music suddenly, with them either asking for lessons or to play with you, or patiently waiting for you to play so that they can listen.

[shenxhisartcorner]

okay but 😞 im gonna need to see some rs headcanons for them bc im already in love and need to know more—

OMG THERE IS ALOT KLQBBCKBDC RAMBLE HEHEHHE

> John has a habit to buy some antique items for Calista, she was born n the Victorian era. He bought her those antique pins AND he matches with her. Sometimes he'd catch he looking at a item he would discretly buy.

> They both comfort each other ALOT. Since both of them expreince hardships they would often help another sort things out.

> John often teases her, I had this idea when the two Would be seperated on this mission John would look at her and go '' Any good luck kiss for me?''. He doesn't tease her in public, just in private... After all the Hellblazer doesn't wanna show his softer side to the public.

> I can lowkey see John playing guitar for her, OH and Calista can play a Violin and Piano so sometimes they'd do duet

> John is protctive of Cali and Cali is protective of him

> Calista has a habbit to do embroidery on his tie which is laced with protction spells

THATS WHAT I CAN REMEBERRR MIGHT RAMBLE MORE SOON

[dustfungus]

EDIT: I learned how to make cuts. Sorry if I annoyed y'all by having to scroll through my yapping!

this is my gravity falls rockstar au! tarot card reader/psychic somehow knew about this and said I should post it so here we fucking gooo

Basically, it's a Gravity falls BillFord/billfiddlesford/fiddlestan au where instead of having a passion in physics/science etc.. ford has a passion in music!!?

- Instead of journals there will be documentaries/vlogs that they filmed for fans, which became lost media + everyone forgot about. (possibly due to fiddlefords memory gun?) they also have hidden messages. dipper found the 3rd VHS tape of ford and bills documentaries/vlogs (not sure about this take) dipper also has a passion in music but ofc he gets made fun of about it :(

- Bill comes to him in the form of unpopular/lost media music, and gradually is basically giving him instructions on how to build the portal, only for Ford to find out about the true intentions when he gets sucked inside it

- bills music is hypnotising people to worship him and that's how they got popular quickly to prepare for weirdmaggedon

- During the making of the portal with the help of fiddleford, bill makes a contract with ford to help him make music and achieve his dreams.

- They make alternative music

- Bill shapeshifts to a human form while in public to not cause any panic.

-Fiddleford later joined the band but doesn't know about bills "true form" so bill has to shapeshift everytime he's around.

- This bill is actually a little less toxic than canon, but he still can get controlling/angry when things don't go according to plan. This was a reason why the band broke up.

- Stanford and Stanley are still in touch, and Stanley visited him and fiddleford at the shack one day. But stanford is so mentally and physically exhausted from making music 24/7 + demanding fans that they get into an argument about his mental health. Fiddleford agrees with Stanley.

While they're arguing, Stanley bumps into a button, Powering the portal on, and sucking Ford in. Stanley nearly gets sucked in, but thanks to fiddleford holding onto him, he doesn't.

Ford: Makes mostly weezer and tally hall style music with some little lemon demon styled tones because of his fondness with weirdness. mainly plays keyboard/piano but also can play the guitar and sings in some songs, mostly together with bill even tho he gets shy/nervous, bill convinced him to do a duet (hes not a fruit..he's THE WHOLE FRUIT FARM)

Bill: makes The Waitress + miracle musical styled music. Wrote most songs. Writes confusing/weird lyrics but the instrumental is designed by him to distract from the meaning of the lyrics. Also slight reverse messages sneaked in ;) He is main singer and also plays an electric guitar (conveniently shaped like a triangle)

Fiddleford: Fiddleford plays guitar, and he sang in a few songs. Joined when ford asked him AGAIN for help for their first concert for mechanical stuff like lights, speakers etc (yes, fiddleford did all the techy stuff by himself with little to no help. Poor fiddleford..)

- fiddleford while watching them do their concert realised he had a passion to be on the stage and asked them to join. Bill said no at first to keep things in his control, but ford convinced him by saying it would be really good for the band since fiddle plays a banjo a lot, so he has a lot of musical experience.

- Bill is getting jealous of ford and fiddleford being the two most popular. (HE GOT REALLY F-KING JEALOUS WHEN THE FANGIRLS STARTED SHIPPING FORD AND FIDDLEFORD..)the fandom mostly left bill out despite the hypnotising factors, since the hypnotising worked for the whole band rather than just him, since he wanted ford to lead weirdmaggedon with him.. aw..

Band Logo:

that's all I have for now! PS. I WOULD LOVE TO SEE FANART OF THIS YOU HAVE MY FULL PERMISSIONS. and tag me in it bc i would love to see it!! :D

[thephonemenarentreal]

FINALIZED CONCEPT FOR THE TERRIBLE TWINS!

NAME: Fortissimo and Pianissimo; SM-1023 and SM-1024

NICKNAMES: The Terrible Twins, The Mayhem Maestros, Thing One and Thing Two (Paralipsis), The Dynamic Duet (Tremolo)

ALLIANCE CLASS: Speakermen; Small Units (they are second shortest in the group)

WORK CLASS: Unknown; Sonar Experts at Outpost 51 (They kind of just showed up and the Supervisor gave em a job)

GENDER: They/Them

CLASSIFICATION: Artificial Mind (Non-human origin; presumed)

RANK: Communications Specialists

Not much is known about the background of Fortissimo and Pianissimo and when asked, they usually just give a submissive strong. The two are mutes, by choice as they are not deaf and have nothing physically stopping them from speaking, they simply seem not to want to.

The two tend to either be interested in something or dismiss it, as noted about how they slack off completely with their actual jobs and usually focus on their interests in fashion, music, and gaming instead. When they must, they are able to hold their own in a fight, although are noted to be experts in traps, sabotage, and breaking into places they aren't suppose to be in.

(MORE LORE UNDER THE CUT! <3)

The Twins have a deep love of classical music and any music that doesn't really have words to it, often picking out certain classical pieces to assign to people as "theme songs" to play when they see someone.

Both are accomplished musicians, both composing and performing their own music. Both have a preference for the violin, but are also known to be able to play piano, various percussive instruments, cello, bass, and guitar.

It is not uncommon for Outpost 51 to be filled with the calming sounds of symphonic music as the two work out their latest works on their breaks and in the evenings.

The two never speak, having selective mutism, as there is nothing physically wrong with either one to prevent them from speaking. Occasionally one may hear a chuckle or hum. Still they prefer to speak, if at all, in sign language, and even then very rarely. The two tend to stare at people or play snippets of classical music to convey things.

Although at first glance, they may seem identical, they are not entirely so. The biggest difference is that Fortissimo is LEFT handed and favors the left side and Pianissimo is RIGHT handed and favors the right side. They always sand with Fortissimo on the left and Pianissimo on the right and seem very strict about this. Also Fortissimo plays music louder and Pianissimo plays music softer.

The two love fashion and do the laundry for Outpost 51 to make sure everyone's clothes are mended, cleaned, folded, and pressed. They even have a special cart they push around for "fashion emergencies" when they spot someone in need of "fashion help". They have been known to corner visitors and clean up their fashion tastes.

The two are very good at setting traps and sabotaging systems. When they don't want to work, they are known to break the sonar system from time to time and play innocent. They sometimes sabotage systems for fun as well as setting up traps. The traps though are usually harmless pranks. However, they are very capable of setting far more lethal and gruesome tests if they feel there is a danger.

They are rather small for speakermen, being slight of frame and height. Only Medic is actually shorter than them, but that is by a mere inch or two.

The two do everything together or not at all. Trying to get them to do separate tasks makes them upset and agitated. They just have to be on the same task, even if that is out of sight, they seem to be able to know what the other is doing at all times.

Their violin bow is actually a weapon that is a glorified electric bug-zapper of a weapon that can leave poor alliance members with a very nasty sting or unconscious and they know how to use it if they get pushed.

They are terrified of Paralipsis and never put up a fuss about his orders and often are on call to get the supervisor up and presentable for meetings when he bothers to do his job. In return, Paralipsis doesn't really care if they do their job or not. This means they usually are playing video games while they should be working.

The two love to clap for "encouragement" when they see someone really mess up. The general understanding is they are being entirely sarcastic.

They are known to be neat freaks and punctual about times, often giving long silent stares at those who show up late or make a mess...except Paralipsis. The Supervisor can do what he wants as long as he doesn't show up.