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The Vampire Lestat is my much less talented Kanye West, my 2020 Yung Miami, My Ice Spice
#lestat would absolutely write im the shit im that bitch im miss poopie and think this will get Louis back#it does not get louis back#so obsessed with how bad his music is#like the production value is so high and you can tell but the actual lyrics...#well its a win for fat lestat nation so i cant complain truly but... this is like lates 2010s Smoky Robinson to me#lestat de lioncourts debut album is what smoky robinson thought gasms would be#lestat should stick to producing#but imma stick beside him ill be in that stationhead arguing with barbs on charting numbers#people with ears: is the song good?#lestat stans:it charted!!!!!!!!#hes my yuno miles. my sexxy red#lestat absolutely could do bae i luh. you you my everything you my main one fuck a wedding ring-#but sexxy red couldnt do ill get fatter when we break up im an actor#interview with the vampire#iwtv#amc iwtv#lestat de lioncourt#iwtv s3 teaser#the vampire lestat
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Congrats to everyone at @re-dracula on such a masterpiece of an episode. It was emotionally harrowing in the best way possible. Special shout out to everyone involved in the ending song for making such a lovely sounding song with lyrics that made me want to crawl out of my skin in visceral discomfort
#re: dracula#there were so many double meanings and each of them made more more uncomfortable than the last#i understand why some people thought it was funny. the contrast between the genre and the lyrical content is absurd#but holy fuck it felt like someone was speaking in my ear about how they want to assault me and that was just Awful#in a way that good art can make you feel awful#none of that was an insult to the people making the song i'm genuinely impressed
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When Al Haitham dreams, it's in shades of sandy blonde and red, metallic gold and feather-blue. His nightmares are colored much the same.
Kaveh leisurely strolls ahead of him, shoes leaving deep treads in the soft desert sand. He keeps a careful distance, arms length, and in return Al Haitham keeps an eye on him, the other man's back dead center in his sights.
He curses the sand in his boots and the long line of footprints he steps into, already the exact shape of the soles of his shoes.
They aren't lost. Al Haitham knows where they are. They've been here before. They are still here.
Kaveh doesn't watch their feet. His head is constantly tipped back with his eyes on the stars and their constellations (of which Al Haitham only knows two, Vultur Volans and Paradisaea). He'll walk right into a cactus like that. Al Haitham yells ahead for him to watch where he's going.
Kaveh reaches up to touch the side of his head in a strange motion, but otherwise there's no acknowledgement. They press on into the dark of night.
Something squelches beneath Al Haitham's boot.
It stops him short, pulls his attention like a magnet and as much as he wants to, he can't ignore it. He doesn't want to lose any more ground. But something won't let him move on. Al Haitham watches as red seeps into the golden sand, spills beyond the border of his bootprint until he slides his foot aside.
It's an ear.
It's a human ear, and there's a heavy earring attached, metallic gold, gems red and green, a familiar shape, a familiar shade-
Al Haitham opens his mouth to yell. Chokes. Swallows the lump in his throat as he quickly restarts his pace. Tries again.
"Hey!"
Another squelch under a hurried footstep. He doesn't stop to look. Al Haitham is pretty sure he knows what it is.
"Kaveh, hey!"
The path becomes littered, little slices and small pieces, fingertips and knuckles, Kaveh's arms once held casually behind his back now strewn along the sands. Every time Al Haitham extends his hand to him, reality warps and bends like the twisted image in a broken mirror, lines mismatched and edges jagged. Kaveh flits just beyond his grasp, fleeting fae, no longer able to hear him or to reach out to him. Al Haitham can only grit his teeth and follow.
His right foot marches forward. His left follows. His right again. His left suddenly doesn't follow, and Al Haitham is thrown off balance and pitches forward, swinging his arms outward to land on his palms and keep his face off the ground, because he's been in the desert enough times to know what a foot suddenly being stuck can mean.
Quicksand.
Al Haitham curses and swears in just about every language he knows as he tries to spread his weight as evenly as possible, stay afloat at the top of it because if he sinks, he knows he'll be done for, and shit, Kaveh.
His neck cranes uncomfortably in his search, Kaveh had only been a few feet in front of him, he can't be sunk much further, and he's in the desert much more often than Al Haitham anyway, he'll be familiar with what to do-
Kaveh stands in front of him, empty sleeves fluttering loose. Still just out of his grasp, still watching the stars. The quicksand is already up to his calves.
"Say, Al Haitham..." It's the first he's spoken this whole time. His voice resonates somewhere deeply nostalgic in Al Haitham's chest, produces a ripple that momentarily stuns his heart.
Kaveh is sinking.
Al Haitham stretches out on his belly as far as he's able, it's quickly up to his knees, Kaveh isn't even trying to redistribute his weight or pull himself out, it's at his thighs, Al Haitham sucks in a breath and yells for him, his hips, yells louder, his waist, Al Haitham's trembling fingertips can almost reach, his chest, Kaveh drops level with him, quicksand about his neck like a noose.
Kaveh's head tips back, back, impossibly far back, until it hangs, angle awkward, and he's looking right past Al Haitham with his tired smile and gouged, blinded sockets full of starlight.
"Do you believe in karma?"
The quicksand swallows him entirely and Al Haitham dives, shoves his arms deep and pushes off with the one foot he'd had left on safe ground, because he can't, he can't, it's not the same without Kaveh, not anymore, he needs him, no one else keeps him sharp, no one else challenges him like Kaveh, if he can just grab him, if he can just pull him back up-
Al Haitham thrashes, against the sands, against gravity, against the hardwood of his bedroom floor. Clumsily scrubs the back of his hand across his face to rub the grit of quicksand and sleep out of his eyes.
Sometimes he thinks he preferred it when the Akasha was still harvesting his dreams.
He pops his head out from under his weighted blanket and lays where he'd fallen out of bed for a moment, blinking blearily against the lamplight shining from his desk in the corner. Deep breaths. His consciousness shifts along the blurred line of nightmare and reality, crosses over the slow transition into wakeful awareness.
He's home, Kaveh is home. It's dark out. The house is dead silent.
He's just going to go check, he tells himself as he peels himself out of his sweat-soaked shirt and roots around for a replacement. He's already losing memories of his nightmare, the details spilling away from him like wet ink, but he knows he needs to see Kaveh. It'll feel better to do something, anything, than try to go straight back to sleep.
He's quiet when he slips out of his bedroom door, because they both keep late hours but their bedrooms are right next to each other, and Al Haitham will never hear the end of it if he wakes his roommate up.
Lights off, door shut. Nothing conclusive. He moves out to the main room.
Kaveh sits on one of those ridiculous sofas he'd ordered three of for some reason, back to him as he tucks a lock of hair behind his ear. A mostly-empty wine bottle stands tall on the table, next to the cobbled-together remains of an architectural model that's been picked and fussed over for four days straight now.
"Kaveh? What are you doing?"
This earns him an exaggerated startle, but Kaveh doesn't turn to look at him, preoccupied with whatever new sketch or blueprint he probably has in his hands. "Ohhh, nothing," he slurs cheerfully. "Just working. Just thinking."
Kaveh has always been the world's chattiest drinker. Al Haitham waits for the rest of it.
"Say, I think...I think I asked you this years ago, back then, but you never answered me." Al Haitham feels all the blood drain from his face in ominous familiarity, drip cold down the length of his spine. Kaveh sinks into the couch until he can tip his head over the back of it, looking up at him with a tired smile and exhausted eyes.
"Do you believe in karma?"
#genshin impact#haikaveh#al haitham#kaveh#kavehtham#these two have had me chewing concrete lately god#3.6 got me frothing at the mouth#something about al haitham trying to save kaveh from himself and his own guilt complex and self-sabotage wheeee my heart#and he's normally so self-assured but he fucked it up spectacularly the first go around- good job baby-#and now it's years later he's trying again but it's something he's barely chipping away at not to mention Kaveh not wanting his help lol#and so some of Al Haitham's nightmare is objective fact and some of it is his own subjective pov#Kaveh loses his arms and ears bc al haitham is frustrated that he won't hear him out or reach out for help#and he keeps his eyes up and eventually blinds himself bc al haitham thinks of him as too idealistic and blind to reality#and kaveh does all this to himself bc when you ask al haitham about his troubles he talks about people who cause trouble for themselves#kaveh pondering the concept of karma in relation to his bad luck and misery and guilt about his father's death in the quicksand *fans self*#al haitham starting to get just a little nervous that maybe he really he can't do anything about this#or that one day it'll be too little late ough. love when I can whump character by whumping the other.#two for one special buy one get one two birds stoned at once type of deal#i have a Vision about them and their stupid dumbass relationship dynamic that I need to yell about later but for now: this#written while listening to A Sadness Runs Through Him by The Hoosiers which hilariously was introduced to me as a pla Emmet song#'but here was a man mourning tomorrow; he tried to finally drown in his sorrow'#'oh he could not break surface tension; he looked in the wrong place for redemption'#'don't look at me with those eyes; I tried to unheave the ties; turn back the tide that drew him in'#'but he couldn't be saved'#'a sadness runs through him'#extremely kaveh and haikaveh song for me ough#my fics#gore#body horror#I mean it's pretty unrealistic but still just in case
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people wanting a motive for seul hee's tenacity with the hongs......... beloved peers, i fear the answer is quite simple: that's the dumb rich grandpa she managed to hook and she has already spent more than a decade on this con, her reason is sunk cost and it doesn't matter that it's a fallacy. people often complain about the "met as kids" trope, which i'm not particularly fond of either, but when we get a plot that doesn't revolve around an extended backstory it's suddenly weak? everyone wants a female villain but when she's nasty from beginning to end with no good reason then it's too much?
the second thing bothering me is people being mad that eun seong's death was played as kinda sad and... what the hell? it's sad bc he was a victim that ended up perpetuating the cycles of abuse he suffered, i don't feel like they tried to portrait him as the victim but he certainly was a victim at some point and the fact that he chose to victimize other people to such an extreme instead of dealing with his issues is sad.
p.s.: send some love to park sung hoon who did an awesome job as eun seong and is getting hate for it??? his whole demeanor at the wrap up party when he asked people to hate the character and not him?? it broke my heart 😢
#the thing with sung hoon probably made me dial back the hatred i had for eun song after the beginning of ep 15 and rethink his arch#i mean the parallels of his mother rejecting him so many times and hae in doing the same? that's good writing for a deranged villain#(not that i didn't enjoy hae in's utter resolve in not taking him haha)#park sung hoon#he always looked so nice with his bear eared hearts and cutesy shit when the behind the scenes dropped#and people sent him hate? for being good at his job?#unbelievable#queen of tears
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oh my god ! haha . anyway a bit buzzed perhaps. anyway here's what happened on the date
#at some point i took the earrings off. the metal clanging was screaming their name too loud and it#was 6 knives to the throat and he confirmed it so. here's the kicker. you can be taught a lot and you can have their hands on your thighs#and you can kiss them but even if they pray even if they tell you about the bible looking into you like really they lost what they believed#in a pennsylvania countryside catholic schools with a protestant family since joining the london school of economics#even if they pray for you to stay the whole way even though their hair was softer than hers you think of her and he thinks of someone else#and be tells you none of it will make sense. they smile and they say what a shame you might miss the train but they hold onto you#the entirety of you - like a religion or a polite insistence or something to keep.#you learned they were used to losing everyone they felt bound to love. they said they got really good at letting go. you were told#you think he's being epistemologically#irresponsible and he tells you he carries a massive task. he tells you the responsibility is monumental#and he feels responsible for defining responsibility. he shows you songs and his poetry. my eyes feel on fire.#she doesnt know this. this is marylebone. the next station is edgeware road. everyone here looks happy and high and clear of the doors.#he says tell me when you get to the station and very especially tell me if you don't. the next station is paddington. please mind the gap#between the train and the platform. you say this to him. he says i minds the gap between you and i. i mind it so much that i need you to#come back. he says this because you kissed him briefly but you kissed him well. she says you're a good kisser but he says you have him#stunned. he asks you who decides the truth. he tells you you decide the truth without his mouth. you're fast enough to make it there before#the wheels do. this world is lit by glass and light and people with a pact to fall in love with the abstractions more than each other.#he tells you to be committed to your various intangible loves more than anyone. you both have to be. they love each other anyway.#i was supposed to find a persian poetry book with her on our fourth date except she was hours late. i found it with him. he didnt give up#he should be perfect and i should really like him.
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limbus characters rhythm gamer tier list
#limbus company#tier list#charon's in a tier btw#she plays rhythm games on her break#faust gets ap fc every time and has a youtube channel showing off everything#she has a bit at the beginning of every video where she goes in the menu to show that she's never played the song before#hong lu has hidden talent#he practices but sometimes he fcs a really hard song and then pretends it's his first time to mess with people#sinclair and ishmael both have a learning curve but once they're good they're really good#sinclair mostly plays songs that make him happy :)#meanwhile ishmael probably has everything fced#she gets SO angry#restarts a song every time she makes a mistake#rodya plays once in a while. she'd get sinclair to fc songs she sucks at#don probably only plays fast/exciting songs she's too eager for anything else#plays on max speed and everything#meanwhile meursault needs a clear rhythm or he fucking sucks#he also only plays genres that don't hurt his ears#his mind probably goes blank on harder bits and that's when he performs best#lcb sinners#dante is also a casual player#they kinda suck#lcb faust#hong lu#lcb meursault#don quixote#lcb ishmael#lcb sinclair
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Went to one of the Will Wood shows and it was really fun! I booked the tickets a while ago and wasn't thinking too much about it until the day of, so I got to be surprised all over again that Shayfer James was opening. Teared up twice during Shayfer James songs (God Forbids and another that's slipping my mind rn), REALLY stoked that I got to hear For the Departed live + pick up Shipwreck as Vinyl. Sad I couldn't get Americanachronism as well but understandable that if you're gonna display just two albums having that and Counterfeit Arcade makes sense.
I wasn't expecting the performance Will Wood brought out when he entered, it was really entertaining and also funny as hell to lead into with Main Character. From how he was saying the rest of the show was much more toned down than usual as he shifted gears and left most of the high energy performer mode. Still though even if the songs performed was the normal set I think it was really fun, he came back out with a really energetic encore and the whole audience was stomping to make the beat, very fun. I left with the impression that he's a good entertainer and would recommend the show to others. Even while sick and full of cough syrup he riffed on that later in the show with a well timed sniff mid lyric calling back to his jokes on it in the middle of "what doesnt kill you makes you stronger". His music has a lot of sounds happening so I expected his shows to be similar, but I really enjoyed it always being him or Shayfer James and a singular instrument. I got to focus on the sung bits and all the little improvisations which was neat. Got the normal album vinyl in blue too which was cool. Also shirts + beanie.
Also preshow praise the lord and pass the ammunition came on so I got to be silly and sway to that in my seat + real good virgin mai tai thank you mystic theater
#Will Wood#Shayfer James#Will Wood Petaluma#i dont follow artists very closely i just like listening to music#so it was cool to hear about them and hear them speaking as people outside sung lyrics#hearing about trying to soundproof with panels made at micheals was fun#I overheard someone doing that same for sound dampening thing a year ago at my local micheals. they were doing it for a projector screen th#slouching towards bethleham tour#also if you ever go to a live show of any kind dont heckle its not a call and response its a song why are you yelling#my one regret was not turning around more. the one time i did whip my head around they stopped for a lovely 10 mins#I didnt want to make a scene in such a small venue but dude. thats right in my ear + rude as hell to performer and audience#also I saw that you left your cups on the ground what the hell#overall tho good show fun times good crowd
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I DO NOT WANT TO MAKE UKULELE MUSIC BUT IT IS WHAT I HAVE.
#random thoughts#AND IF I AM PIGEONHOLED INTO THE STEREOTYPICAL TRANSMASC MUSICIAN BOX I SHALL EAT YOUR EYES OUT.#there's piano too. and there will be whispering. and screaming. and various other sounds.............#would like to be more like the people who inspired me to make music (will wood stomach book malice mizer) but i guess i have to make do.#with my shit. oh well.#there are going to be so many sounds. 39 specifically is going to have subliminal messaging. and you might get some. insect noises in samsa#you can guess why for both of those. (how revealing!!)#also i feel like 39 should have a music video but i don't have anything to do it with. ):#i hope that ONE DAY my music shall exude. vampiric dissociative death spiral. a creature at the heart of the forest screaming secrets#but also just a boy who is tired of pretending at the end of it all. track 09 is just so intensely that.#i think my favorite song on the album is 39. which is ironic because it's about the one thing i don't tell people.#but it's so good i don't know. visceral. reflective of my style perhaps ?#there's a ticking metronome in the background that penetrates your ears and hurts you ! ! ! ! !#and i don't bother trying to be poetic. i use my long and tangled words and i make them vulgar and violent.#i also like affections & apologies because it's the opposite. it's sweeter. most importantly it's for ciel. that's what matters. {:#afterwards i plan on releasing a song composed entirely of poetic nonsense.
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Song of the Day: December 6
"Your Body Is A Weapon" by the Wombats
#song of the day#'someone protect me from the one I love' looping in my head#this is another fun song to sing. who comes up with lines like 'my body is a temple of doom / doomed not to be / by your side'#I have to admit also for all that some of my favorite people are very guitar people I do not have an ear for it#so the Wombats like Greta Van Fleet and a couple others sound like older bands to me. very very surprised to find this song is from 2015#I mentioned the other day that I usually have an origin story for most of the songs I know because mostly I get them from specific places#recommendations and curated playlists and such#and partially that really helps my memory for songs! they all come with strong associations! self-creating mnemonics!#but also it really skews my perception of when songs are from and how popular they are#the other day I played a song for Nick that I thought he'd like#and I did tell him that I thought it was probably a cover because a lot of the other songs on the playlist were#and he looked at me like I was truly stupid and he said 'it's definitely a cover. because that is a Taylor Swift song'#and I was genuinely just like neat! good to know!#I did listen to the original and I do think I like the cover better but my taste is so specific and scattered that it means nothing#I also apparently heard Sleep Token's new album right as it came out in a way that impressed Nick by like#how cutting-edge my metal knowledge was I guess. hipster-style immediate knowledge of the new release. before it was cool etc#and I had to be like nah bro it was a fic title I googled I get no credit for this. also I didn't know the band existed before this album#there's no way I was looking for the new release. the song the album and the band all just came into being before me simultaneously#this ramble is really long now and I feel like y'all get the point#the Wombats are cool though
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you would not believe the number of people i've had to tell that no, there will not be folklore (taylor's version) and she's not re-recording her albums as some fun little treat (it was because her life's work got stolen)
#idk it just takes away from the fact this is a story of triumph#and we get excellent production and extra vault tracks as a result#but it started because of an awful injustice#that has happened to many other artists too without her privilege#or ability to work really fucking hard to take back what is hers#it's a painstaking process; especially if she doesn't have access to all the master scores to know which instruments do what#there's a good chance she had to go by memory and by ear#because no one ever takes notes while recording expecting this is gonna happen and rarely save notes for 10+ years#like if anyone would it's taylor. but if anyone would redo songs as close as possible to what they were before with no notes it's also her#taylor swift#reputation tv#debut tv#they're the only ones left to go. you know that. people don't#swiftie circles are a closed rattling jar of information; we know that#anyway the point is. yes she made something good out of it. but damn we need to hold some people to account#especially for our smaller artists' sake#musician thoughts
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MURDER TIME.
the bartender calling his buddy in skinny jeans:
#''how is he a twink'' he's small as hell and smooth like a seal what more do you need#'''the bartender' he has a name!!!!'' i know but i must censor it lest people find my account!#my friend from twitter already did! she said ''no one but you would be this obsessed with x'' AURGH you got me! you got me good!#'''his buddy in skinny jeans'.....? seriously?'' i've already said too much!!!#who else other than him would ever wear jeans that skinny#anway the bartender w the ears he isnt just some guy its his song hes the producer the other two are just two dolls hes making rap for him#credits at the end of the video sooo#music recs#.txt#....#did you seriously think we'd go a day without me force feeding you my music recommendations#no fucking way you silly goose#also in case u follow my main the long haired guy is the guy who wrote the cocaine album and loves his wife so bad it makes him look stupid
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all this rap discourse is really funny bc it looks like nobody is considering the stance of "rap is bad bc i don't like the way it sounds"
#and if other people like rap then that's? not my problem?#there's probably no music style that's objectively bad but this isn't about objectivity#it's about the fact that my ears do not like it#you don't have to make excuses for not liking something. it just sucks to me and if it doesn't suck to someone else then that's life#also making up reasons for why rap is bad gives rise to SO many people being like uuuuu just tryyyy it#like no. i have heard my fair share of rap songs and did not like them and that's just how it is#however it appears that some rapper has done something funny which. good on him! but.... the disc horse..... augh....
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The lyrics:
“clover blooms in the fields / spring breaks loose, time is near / what would he do if he found us out?”
And
“crescent moon, coast is clear / spring breaks loose but so does fear / he’s gonna burn this house to the ground”
make me lose my damn mind
#ooohhhh my god Ivy is such a good song#but this part specifically. lord almighty#look at how pretty the grass is. my husbands gonna kill us if he finds us together#suns down and we’re free to sneak around as he sleeps. he’s gonna commit arson if he fucking finds us together#and people say Taylor swift isn’t a good lyricist. listen to her words open your ears#ID LIVE AND DIE FOR MOMENTS THAT WE STOLE ON BEGGED AND BORROWED TIME.#SO TELL ME TO RUN. OR DARE TO SIT AND WATCH WHAT WILL BECOME… AND DRINK MY HUSBANDS WINE#taylor swift#Starry speaks
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the twenty one pilots of cancer is soo bad oh my god
#why is it set up like a really shitty remix I hate it#CANCER of all songs too like if you’re gonna butcher a mcr song that badly at least do a hit that tons of people have already also butchered#not their like. saddest song.#I couldnt even make it through the whole thing#I have to listen to the original cancer now. to cleanse my ears.#ok yeah this is like actually so good. my god. mcr is the only band to make music ever#sometimes opal says stuff
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wednesday i went on a date with a really fucking hot girl and now shes my girlfriend and me and her and her girlfriend went to a two gay bars and at the second gay bar there was a drag show and it was emo night and they played famous last words prior to the drag show and the hostess for the drag show [Brigitte bandit!!!!!!] gave some fucking amazing words and we all yelled fuck greg abbott and screamed fuck ted cruz and i nearly cried and then the three drag queens performed different emo songs but especially mcr and green day and paramore. texas is fucking awful but there are spot of light as bright as supernovas. holy experience
#people who say getting to sing mcr songs in a crowd is cathartic and good for you are correct#it will make you like. 50% less unstable.#wear hearing protection though cause holy fuck my ears had cotton in them by the end
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y r lofi remixes so popular every time i hear one im like i really wish i was listening to the original song right now
#THEYRE JUST LIKE. ''WHAT IF THIS SONG WAS BORING''#sorry lofi beats to study to girl ur iconic and all but you suck ass. im sorry#ACTUALLY. i am a liar there is one (1) lofi remix i like#only 1. all the others r bad 2 me. well not bad theyre not an assault on my ears they are just fuckign Boring#even the one i like is kinda boring actually. maybe a lot of people just crave boring music.#well. good 4 them ^u^#scoobposting
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