#someday i'll learn how to play guitar... maybe
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
RAAHHH MORE PERSONA ART!!! (I know these don't to well, but ehh I like drawing it so idc)
#art#rinasart#oc art#oc#my persona#full art#alternative#someday i'll learn how to play guitar... maybe
5 notes
·
View notes
Text
nonsims interests
Thank you for the tag @nitrozem! 🧡
I have way too many, so I'll put it under the cut. 😅
Stardew Valley: The only other game in which I have hundreds of hours. I love it so much that I have it for pc, Nintendo, and mobile (even though I never played much on mobile). Just like the Sims, I go months without playing it, and then I obsess over it for months just to ignore it again. xD Still, it is one of my top 3 favourites, and it even made me come up with a challenge for the Sims based on the characters.
Horizon Zero Dawn: Another game that I obsessed over, and it actually helped me get my mind off things during a tough time in my life. It was the first game that I finally realized I could just play on the lowest difficulty setting and just enjoy the storytelling without feeling ashamed of it. I love the story, the world-building is amazing, and Aloy is just awesome. I've yet to finish Forbidden West, and someday I would love to replay Zero Dawn again, and the recent LEGO Nintendo game is on my wishlist too. xD
Drawing/Sculpting: I've been drawing since I can remember, but I don't do it as much as I would like. I recently got an iPad and got to try Procreate, which has made my drawing process a lot better. I love sketching on the iPad and then copying it to a sheet of paper and coloring it with my copics and watercolors. It has been my favourite way to do it lately. And I've been sculpting with cosclay, and I love it! I've done a few little things here and there over the years, but lately I've been doing a few sculptures for my scout friends, which got me super excited to do something bigger. Like the huge dragon I'm currently working on. I'll leave some of my social media here for anyone curious, cause I have art scattered everywhere xD [art blog] [instagram] [bluesky]
LEGO: The first thing I bought with my very first salary was Hagrid's Cabin LEGO set, and I'm proud of it. xD I just didn't know that soon enough LEGO was going to take over my house. I have a set on every shelf and an Ikea glass display full at this point. I guess you can say I'm a child with adult money now. 😅 Even though I don't buy half of the ones I'd like to have. My wishlist is way too big.
Fantasy Books: Two years ago, I decided to buy Cassandra Clare's Mortal Instruments series, cause I wanted to read the books before watching the series (and I'm glad I did that, the series is...something else), and I got my love for reading back! I used to read so much when I was in high school and college, and now I can say that I read twice as much. xD The only catch is that I only, well, almost only read fantasy books. Real life is already boring enough. Currently starting Sarah J. Maas' A Court of Thorns and Roses, to see what the hype is about.
OC's and stories: I love creating OCs and coming up with stories. Right now, I have a few stories that I'd love to turn into comics someday, and maybe even post them somewhere. I just need to get to write them properly. This kind of goes with the drawing interest, cause all I've been drawing lately are my own characters.
Music: Not playing, but listening. (I tried learning guitar but never got the hang of it) I have music playing all day, whether I'm at work or just doing house chores, it keeps me focused. And recently I've started to go to concerts, cause before I never had anyone to go with and was a bit scared to do it alone, and my favourites don't come here too often either. I'm also one of the few people who still buy CDs, even though my player is busted and I have nowhere to play them atm.
Honorable mentions: Pokemon, Digimon, Planet Zoo, Avatar The Last Airbender, Legend of Zelda, Game of Thrones, Assassin's Creed, Arcane, Disney, Dragon Prince, How to Train Your Dragon, Loki, Helluva Boss, Good Omens, Howl's Moving Castle...
Sorry for the long post! 🦊
I have no idea who did this, so feel free to ignore! I'll tag @foxena, @minty-plumbob, @kissalopa, @tipsy-clouds, and anyone who wants to do this!
16 notes
·
View notes
Text
DEAD POETS SOCIETY SPOILERS!!
just found a BANGER song that relates too hard too much to anderperry <///33
check out the song here!! its so good
analysis (if you could call it that LOL) below !!
Haven't seen him in a real long time / And I think I'll take some flowers and a couple extra hours / To tell him all about my little life
Is this not already anderperry.. my heart aches thinking about them, imagine Todd walking to his grave anytime he's sad aahh
I don't know if he will recognize / My face, it's gotten older, and I've got more on my shoulders / But I still hold on to his pretty eyes
Hahahah Todd will grow older than Neil eventually hahahah (i cant do this anymore). Headcannon that Todd's favourite feature is someones eyes, and that Neil had the prettiest eyes
Well I'm going down to Robert's place with my favorite guitar / And I'Il play him the songs I wrote last week
Maybe Todd wanted to express his poems musically so maybe he began writing songs hoping that one day Neil could perform them <//3 Todd's always been the writer and Neil was always the enthusiastic performer.. In another life I'd love to see Todd writing plays/musicals and Neil performing aaaggh
But he knows how to make a boy feel seen
IS THIS NOT ANDERPERRY ENTIRELY??? THIS LINE LITERALLY IS THEMMM Neil was the first one to talk to him, Neil was the first one to make him feel seen and to make him feel proud and confident </3
And I see, yes I see / That he's six feet under me / But sometimes I hope he is down the hall
Oh my heart hurrtss, having to live in that dorm alone :( poor Todd
And I sat, but not for long because the chill brought winter on / But I want him to know that I'm still here
IT WAS WINTER EVERYONE. IT. WAS. WINTERRR 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
And I know he won't return, but if there's one thing that l've learned / A day with him's a day that's better spent
i miss them so much.
And I'll tell him how I've grown and how I'm living on my own / I know I'll get there someday, maybe soon
Do you think that Todd struggled to live with other people because the one time he did, he opened up to them so much and they left him? Or do you think he couldn't live alone anymore????? Oh i miss them so much
#anderperry#dead poets society#todd anderson#neil perry#oh anderperry my heart aches when i think of you#songwriter todd#performer neil#he was good he was really good#mine#analysis
12 notes
·
View notes
Text
hellooo everyone! i'm emil [he/him 23 edt/gmt-4] and i would love for you to meet sungmin!! :D this is my first public rp in a long time! i couldn't stop shaking when my acceptance was posted LMFAO... i am a little slow and shy so please bear with me !! i will provide some little fun facts about sungmin! please like the post if you want to plot, and i'll hop into your dms! i have a discord i can provide if asked!
about / connections
- his favorite dogs include chow chows, samoyeds, and shetland sheepdogs! - his favorite color is sage green - he spends a lot of time reading tiny text so his eyesight isn't the best, he wears contacts 99% of the time - the rare 1% where he wears glasses is exclusively in his own room when he's alone. - he joined photography club over music club because he has a bit of stage fright - he likes taking pictures of people when walking around campus, so don't be surprised if he asks for a photo of you! - he gets really really bashful when you catch him playing guitar, so he mostly does so in his room or in public spaces at odd hours of the night. ooooh musical ghost boy - often late to bed and early to rise, it's no wonder he has a budding caffeine dependency - he's super weak to cute/small things... pets are a surefire way to get him to talk to you - he loooooves retro games. big fan of platformers, puzzle games, and the occasional rpg. interested in d&d but doesn't really know how to play - the most exercise he'll do is take long walks and haul heavy books wherever he needs to. can maybe do 5 pushups before rolling onto his back. - he carries around spare small snacks in his bag in case anyone needs something quick - he wants to learn even more languages... hopes to teach abroad someday
12 notes
·
View notes
Note
Thoughts on Aether?
BIG BOI 😍
I was trying to figure out where to start because yes, so many thoughts! I'll try to put this in a few boxes to keep it a little neater.
"Canon"/live:
He's so much fun onstage. Love how playful he is with his fellow bandmates and fans alike, complete with naughty guitar shenanigans. You can tell he's got a special relationship with everyone else on that stage, and I appreciate how he got to be around for so many evolutions in the band's story. I've always been curious about the evolution of the Cirice bit, playing snippets of other bands' songs, getting bullied by Dew, etc.
I'm sad that he's gone, because I would have been so excited to see him live with the full band. That said, when I first started watching clips I thought he stood out as having a really different energy to his stage presence that felt a little more clownish and less winkingly tongue in cheek than, say, Swiss or Dew or Copia. I think maybe that came down to him putting on a little less of a different persona for the stage compared to some of the others, now that I know a bit more about the guy behind the mask. I don't think it's necessarily a bad thing, but I found it confusing at first for sure. But over time he really grew on me.
Fanon/fanworks:
Ohhh yeah now we're getting into it. Quintessence is my jam, baby. I appreciate how much fandom loves on this big boi.
He's a big old sweetheart and he wants to take care of everyone, sometimes at his own expense (ok maybe I'm projecting a little but so it goes).
Shipwise I am a Dewther girlie (gn) and feel #blessed at the vast wealth of amazing fics for this pairing (that'd be a whole separate rec post lmao), but I wouldn't be me if I didn't admit that my favorite scenario has him with both Dew and Copia. I may have some notes for a story along those lines... Someday!
He's so much fun that I'll absolutely read basically anything with him in it. There's also a lot of great fic where the Quint ghoul becomes the right hand of the Papa and that seems to suit him well, and I love him in the infirmary too. Or acting as a bodyguard/guide in 'x Reader' fics where he gets to be funny and sweet and also strong and powerful (do that for me, please!).
Because of his longevity with the band and his caring nature, I definitely see him as one of the leaders of the group, handing off those unofficial duties to Mountain once he left the band.
I'm split between the banishment camp and the retirement camp with no strong preference. Character death usually isn't something I enjoy focusing on but from a narrative sense it can give stories something interesting to chew on.
The musician/unmasked ghoul:
Needless to say I'm a fan, probably more of his non-Ghost work than his work with the band if I'm being honest. There's so much to love, y'all. Just an absolute genuine sweetheart of a human. Great music, and tons ot it to enjoy, both original and seriously good covers. Kindness and a real sense of care for his community and fans. The same lovely sense of slightly naughty humor we saw onstage as Aether.
Also absolutely yummy to look at. Ahem.
I'm so so delighted that I got to meet him last year - a forever personal high point.
Bonus:
So last month I saw that not only did Hagstrom release a purple(!) Fantomen, there was a used one for sale for about a reasonable a price as you could expect. I'd been planning to get a black one - someday - as I've been slowly learning the Ghost rhythm guitar parts, but I already had a perfectly good beginner guitar to do it on. I figured I'd wait until the right opportunity presented itself since it's not like I'm very good yet.
Anyway, this is Aether:

We're having a lot of fun together. 😛
Anon, that's probably more than you wanted to know LOL - but I appreciate you giving me the opportunity to yap.
9 notes
·
View notes
Text
lego set (for the last time)
i finally gave away the lego set— the succulents, the ones you gave me the day after you ghosted my birthday and a few hours before you broke it off midway through fucking. "let’s be honest," you said, "we could never love each other," like i hadn’t already tried. like i wasn’t already loving you.
i wonder if you still think of me like i do you—
accidentally, angrily, at stoplights, in guitar chords, in songs you never learned the words to, in the silence after parties— the ones you insisted you were the life of.
your sweatshirt’s still in my closet, wedged between the jackets i never wear, right beneath my old letters and expired ibuprofen. i wish you'd come pick it up.
not because i want you to have it— but because it’s a reason to ask how you've been.
i think i would say “oh—this old thing?” and pretend not to care. i rehearse the scene more often than i admit.
i think of inviting you to things— house parties, birthdays, even casual nights when someone brings a guitar and i think maybe you’d play.
maybe some night i will, when i’m tipsy and brave and nobody’s said your name in months.
but i know i won't. because i know i’d watch the door all night and hate myself when it stays closed.
i tell myself i’m filling the hole of you with better people— ones who don’t confuse kindness with convenience, who say goodbye when they leave a room, who touch me like i’m whole. but no one ever ruins me just right.
you had a talent for that. they smile wrong. they laugh wrong. they don’t squint and bare their teeth when they sing. they don’t leave dishes in the sink. they aren't broken enough to feel like home. they aren’t you. thank god. i hate that i miss you anyway.
i gave the lego set to a guy i’m probably going to leave. he liked them. asked if we could build them together. we didn’t. i watched him mess up the base and didn’t correct him. i didn’t want to start something that couldn’t grow. they never wilted, but they never bloomed either.
i can’t, for the life of me, remember what made you worth all that love. maybe you never were. and still—
i miss your long brown hair— the version of you i seemingly made up. the one who laughed like it hurt a little. who stayed after. i hope your blond hair is still split and dry, tangled in your guitar strings, sticking to your lips when you cry. i hope someone loves it anyway. i hope they learn how to detangle it, and i hope they hate it, just a little bit.
i think about your songs, even now. maybe you finally wrote one about me. maybe it’s good. or maybe it’s not about me at all. and still, you know i'd hum along like i don’t recognize every chord you never wrote for me.
when you play that guitar for someone else, do you still bare your teeth? do they pretend you wrote the song for them, too?
i hope not. and i hope you choke every time you sing.
i’m scared you made me like this— that you hollowed me out and left me hungry, and now all i know how to do is walk away before i’m walked on. i worry i’m becoming you. i catch myself squinting in the mirror, teeth bared, like i’m about to sing or break someone.
maybe someday someone will give me lego plants and mean it. maybe i'll build them. maybe they’ll stay. maybe i will, too.
but tonight, i finally gave away your lego set.
and that’s got to count for something.
#gay#those three month situationships fuck you up!!!#poetry#is this even poetry#poem#poems and poetry#original poem#this one makes me feel like an asshole#pete wentz wannabe#i wish i was ft willz#ftwillz wannabe#this is about someone obviously#reminds me of shampoo bottles#by peach pit#i need to take my meds
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
thank you @fandom-trash-goblin for the tag!!
1. Are you named after anyone? nope :)
2. When was the last time you cried? i'm not sure actually, but definitely within the last 24h. i cry very easily
3. Do you have kids? noooo. i'd say i'm too young but actually i'm not all that far off from how old my mum was jeez... i don't exactly plan on following her lead in that though, she was quite young and atm i don't ever plan on having kids. i don't think i'd be a very good parent and i don't think i'll ever be ready to make a commitment that big.
4. Do you use sarcasm a lot? i do sometimes but i'm not a very dry type of sarcastic, i usually over-exaggerate to extremes
5. What sports do you play/have you played? i played netball as a kid but i'm not very sporty... i also played a bit of volleyball in hs
6. What’s the first thing you notice about other people? i'm not sure honestly. just, their appearance i guess? i have a bad habit of judging people very quickly based on their appearance and other similarly shallow factors, so i guess the first thing i "notice" is just whatever category i put them in inside of my head
7. Scary movies or happy endings? these are two entirely seperate things, but in general my favourite movies have ambiguous or bittersweet endings so probably scary movies? i don't watch a lot of horror because i prioritise an impactful story over anything else and i don't like realistic scary stories, but i like general scary atmospheres and some of my favourite pieces of media are horror (donnie darko, the haunting of hill house)
8. Any special talents? not really? idk, there are things i'm good at, but not any interesting talents that come to mind
9. Where were you born? australia. that's the most specific you're getting sorry
10. What are your hobbies? doomscrolling, listening to pretentious music, consuming + talking about media, reading/writing fanfic, drawing, and... not much else really lol. i don't do much, and there are more things i'd like to do but i barely have time to do the hobbies i already have lmao. maybe someday i'll finally learn guitar...
11. Do you have any pets? none of my own but sue me i still think of the family pets as my pets, so two dogs and three cats :)
12. All-time fave piece of media? this is an insane question but okay uhh. i seriously don't know if i can choose... i think i have to say the social network, it's my favourite movie. normal people by sally rooney is close behind (the book, i haven't seen the show yet)
13. Fave subject in school? i pretty much hated everything until i understood what was going on and then i loved it until i didn't again, rinse and repeat. but probably economics or english lit!
14. Dream job? realistically, i'm on track to becoming something in finance, probably a financial advisor or an accountant of some kind. that's kind of my "dream" field because i've been set on it since i was like 13/14, and i enjoy it! but it's definitely a compromise between enjoyment and money. for a real dream job? if i had my way i'd be a uhh professional analytical thought haver. thesis statement writer, perhaps. unfortunately it seems like there is no demand for that kind of career so i will just stick with finance LMAO
15. Eye colour? brown
no pressure tags: @crackeds0b @xeme-starx @sapphos-queer-kid
10 notes
·
View notes
Note
Sorry for the ramble in your inbox incoming- I'm a really huge fan of your analysis type posts like the ones about Cathal and recently Flint ;A; So I hope its ok to maybe throw in my own 2 cents about Cogs/their society- (Sorry this gets rambly I thought about this last night and writing this like an hour after waking up lol)
I think what alot of people kind of (I wouldnt say ignore- more of:) don't really get is that I dont believe characters like Cathal or Flint have bad tendencies because they really want to in a way, (I kind of worded that poorly but point is) but because their society rewards and encourages that type of behavior. I think you said something kind of similar on Cathals post- But especially for Flint, whose a Bossbot (Who are literally the embodiment of a toxic workplace and elitism. I believe a old snippet from the TTO magazines says "They have no real skills of their own, just the ability to push down others and stay on top!" Or something to that nature.) he has to be demanding and imposing. There is no benefit to him in being kind. (Like looking at Misty for example) And don't get me wrong I don't believe that if Flint and Cathal were removed from Cog society they'd be better/objectively nicer (Like Flint not being condescending to Toons and Cathal not making people do things for him and being encouraged to try) But I do wonder how much of it is pressure, or how much of it is egged on and rewarded. Atleast in the aspects it relates to how they treat others.
(..And also I wonder what happens to Cogs that don't get jobs and are seen as ..not functioning. Since Graham was freaking the hell out in "Meeting Of Two Minds" over the possibility of not getting the job. I have a whole thing about this actually in my oc lore but thats another thing entirely I'll write about someday I swear)
Also I gasped when I saw the doodle of Graham in the MSI shirt finally a MSI listener Graham truther. I think he'd like the album "How I Learned To" and of course "You'll Rebel To Anything". I associate him mainly with the songs "Lights Out", "On It", and "You're No Fun Anymore" :p (This has been my favorite band since I was like 13 and now I get to spill all my opinions xD) I always imagined him doing the guitar backbend their bassist does! And my final hc is that Flint plays bass and Graham plays the main guitar. I think it fits them .. some people overlook bass when its actually pretty hard to learn from what I hear and vital to the song. (Like heres Feel Good Inc w/o the bass.. feels wrong x_x)
Anyways thanks for reading ;A; take care and happy new year!
RAHHHH EATING THIS UP YUM YUM YUM YES YES YOU GET IT
THe biggest issue with Cogs Inc is that it REWARDS and ENCOURAGES these poor behaviors, worsening these characters as people. ESPECIALLY cathal considering the position of power they’re in. I’m sure it applies to a ton of other cogs too, but unfortunately I haven’t gotten to them yet bc I’m not as insane abt them . LMAO
And yeah since cogs are literally built for work, it’s a wonder what happens to those who can’t find a job as easily as others. Hoping that gets built on since it’s clear in MOTM that these cogs have to actually apply and go to interviews and probably face some trial and error to land a job, just like people IRL.
ALSO. THE BAND HCS. I love it and you’re SOOOO RIGHT about the backbend that is so grahamcore. And yes I’m pretty sure Flint does play bass, I think his creator mailman said smth abt that on their blog . AND IM SO GLAD YOU BROUGHT UP FEEL GOOD INC bc i did draw flint in a demon days shirt in that same animatic . And ive def drawn them in the same shirt a couple times in the past too . I’ve always imagined him to be a Gorillaz fan, maybe graham too
Anyway ty for these thoughts im eating them up and leaving no crumbs . I love when ppl come to ramble in my inbox bc discussing this stuff IS SO FUN and a good outlet for me esp when i might be having art burnout rn .
15 notes
·
View notes
Note
wilby: hi salmon
salmon: Hey there, Wilby. How's it going?
salmon: It's always nice to see you by the stream, you know? You've got some pretty cool hair, for a human.
wilby: thanks, i try. i like your fins too, they're really shiny. so, uh, listen, i wanted to ask you something…
Narrator: A blush begins to creep up on Wilby's cheeks as they stammer out their question. Their eyes dart back and forth between the salmon and their hands, nervously playing with the strings of their guitar.
wilby: I… I was wondering if you'd want to… you know… go out with me sometime? Like, maybe just hang out or something?
salmon: Oh, well, that's… that's sweet of you to ask, Wilby. But I'm afraid I'm not really the dating type. You see, I'm a salmon. And as a salmon, my life is dedicated to swimming upstream, finding a mate, and then dying. It's sort of built into my DNA.
Narrator: The salmon offers a sympathetic smile, hoping to make Wilby feel better. But the human streamer looks crestfallen at the rejection. The salmon continues, trying to find the right words.
salmon: However, if you'd just like to hang out, maybe play some songs together or something, I'd be happy to do that. You're a pretty cool human, and it'd be nice to get to know you better. Is that something you'd be interested in?
wilby: Yeah, that'd be great. Thanks, salmon.
Narrator: Wilby perks up at the salmon's offer, a genuine smile returning to their face. They nod enthusiastically, glad to have found some common ground with the fish.
wilby: Cool! Well, I'm free most evenings, so whenever you're in the mood to hang out, just let me know. And don't worry about me being too disappointed about the whole dating thing. I understand how nature works, you know
salmon: Well, thank you, Wilby. I appreciate that. And it's nice to know that I have a friend in you, even if it's not in the way I might have hoped for. We'll just have to see where this friendship takes us, hmm?
wilby: Sounds good to me. Hey, listen, I'm about to stream some Minecraft and some guitar playing. You want to stop by and say hi? Maybe we can do some singing together or something. Just a thought.
salmon: That actually sounds like fun! I've always been curious about your streaming and music. Sure, I'd love to drop by and hang out while you play. It's the least I can do as your fishy friend.
Narrator: The salmon swims closer to Wilby, its fins gracefully parting the water. It hovers near the streamer, watching with interest as they tune their guitar and prepare to begin their stream. After a few moments, the salmon gathers its courage and speaks up.
salmon: You know, Wilby, you're really good at that guitar. I mean, I've never really been into music, but even I can tell that you have some real talent there. And your singing… Well, let's just say it's growing on me.
wilby: Aw, shucks, you're making me blush. Thanks, I appreciate that. I've always loved playing and singing. And you know, if you ever want to learn how to play anything, I'd be happy to teach you. I mean, maybe we could even play together sometime.
salmon: That's very kind of you, Wilby. You know, I've always been curious about music and learning to play an instrument. Maybe someday I'll take you up on that offer. In the meantime, why don't we just enjoy our time together, hanging out and doing what we both love?
Narrator: Wilby grins, nodding in agreement. They begin to stream, with the salmon swimming gracefully beside them, occasionally nudging them to continue with encouragement. As the hours pass, they lose track of time, becoming completely engrossed in their music and each other's company. The atmosphere between them feels comfortable and warm, like old friends who have known each other for years.
wilby: So, salmon, you know that offer I made about teaching you how to play an instrument? Well, I meant it. And since we've been having so much fun together, I thought maybe we could start with that. Whenever you're ready, just let me know.
salmon: That's very thoughtful of you, Wilby. You know, I've always wanted to learn how to play something, but I never had anyone to teach me. You're a really great teacher, and I think it'd be a lot of fun to spend more time with you like this. And who knows? Maybe one day we could even go on that date you mentioned.
Narrator: Wilby's heart swells at the salmon's words. They're glad that they've been able to create such a comfortable and enjoyable atmosphere for the fish, and it feels good to know that they've made a genuine connection. The thought of teaching the salmon to play an instrument and spending even more time with them is thrilling. And who knows? Maybe one day they'll actually get to go on that date they've been talking about.
wilby: Aw, shucks, you're making me blush again. I'd love to teach you, and I think it'd be a blast to spend more time together. And as for that date… Well, let's just say I'd be honored to take you on one, whenever you're ready. Just let me know what you have in mind, and we can make it happen.
salmon: Well, I've always wanted to try sushi. I know it's a bit unusual for a fish, but I've heard it's really good. And since we're both musicians, we could maybe find a cool sushi restaurant with live music. That would be perfect!
Narrator: Wilby grins at the idea of trying sushi with the salmon. They've never been to a sushi restaurant that features live music, and it sounds like a fantastic idea. They're glad the salmon likes the idea of going on a date too. This is all just so surreal and wonderful.
wilby: Sushi and live music? That does sound amazing! I'm definitely up for that. I'll start looking for a good sushi restaurant around here that has live music. And don't worry, I'm sure you'll love it. Maybe you could even try some of my favorite rolls.
Narrator: The salmon blushes slightly at the thought of trying sushi for the first time with Wilby. It's not every day that they get to do something so adventurous and delicious. The idea of trying some of Wilby's favorite rolls is especially appealing. They can't wait for the date to come around.
salmon: That sounds wonderful, Wilby. I'm really looking forward to it. And you know, if you ever want to come with me to just enjoy the water and the other fish, I'd love for you to join me. It's really peaceful and beautiful underwater.
wilby: That's so sweet of you, salmon. I'd love to come with you sometime and see what it's like underwater. It's always been a dream of mine to be able to breathe water and swim freely like you do. And who knows? Maybe one day I could learn how to breathe underwater too.
salmon: That would be amazing, Wilby! You'd fit right in with us. And as for the date, let's plan on going to that sushi restaurant with live music next weekend. I've found the perfect place. Just give me your address and I'll send you a map so we can meet there.
Narrator: Wilby is thrilled to have a date planned with the salmon. They've never been to a sushi restaurant with live music before, and it sounds like the perfect setting for their first date. They eagerly give the salmon their address and wait anxiously for the map. In the meantime, they continue to practice their guitar and singing, hoping to impress the salmon even more on their big night out.
Narrator: The next day, Wilby anxiously awaits the arrival of the map from the salmon. They've been practicing their guitar and singing all day, hoping to impress the salmon even more when they finally meet. Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. Wilby opens it to find a handsome officer of the Cod Police.
cod police officer: Sorry to interrupt your day, but we've received a complaint about some sort of…disruption in the area. A witness claimed to have heard a terrible noise coming from your home.
wilby: Oh, dear. That must've been my singing practice. I'm sorry for the inconvenience.
cod police officer: Well, it's not illegal to practice singing…but we've received multiple complaints. I'm afraid I'll have to take you in for questioning.
wilby: Oh, no! I was supposed to go on a date with the salmon tonight! This is all a terrible misunderstanding!
Narrator: The salmon hears about the misunderstanding and rushes to the scene, pushing their way through the crowd of angry fish. They immediately recognize Wilby, still in handcuffs, and are heartbroken. The thought of Wilby going to jail is unbearable.
wilby: Salmon! I'm so sorry! I was just practicing for our date! Please believe me!
salmon: Of course I believe you, Wilby. I've been practicing singing too, you know. It's hard sometimes, and we all make mistakes. But I thought you were amazing.
cod police officer: Well, I'm sorry, but you're still being taken in for questioning. The witness was very specific about the sound.
cod police officer: However, if you'd like to make a statement, you can do so through your attorney. I'll be right outside.
Narrator: Wilby looks at the salmon, tears welling up in their eyes. "I'm sorry I let you down. I just wanted to impress you so much. I'll do anything to make it up to you."
salmon: No, Wilby, it's not your fault. You didn't let me down. You were just trying your best. And I love that about you. I really do.
Narrator: The handsome officer of the Cod Police returns, leading Wilby away. The salmon tries to follow, but is held back by the other fish. "Wait!" they call, struggling against the current. "I don't want to lose you! Please, just promise me you'll call me when you get out!"
wilby: I promise, salmon. I'll call you as soon as I can. And I'll make it up to you, I swear. I love you.
salmon: I love you too, Wilby. Just remember that. I'll be here, waiting for your call. And remember, no matter what happens, I'll always be by your side.
salmon: And Wilby…?
salmon: Even if you're in here, I still want to be your partner. In life, in love…and in fishing. I want you to know that. So, will you marry me? Be my fishy husband?
wilby: Oh, salmon…I-I love you too. More than anything. And I'd be honored to be your partner, your husband. But first, I need to get out of here. I promise I'll make it up to you, I'll show you how much I love you. And then, we can be together, forever.
cod police officer: Alright, Wilby. You can go now. You've been cleared of all charges. It was just a misunderstanding.
salmon: (tears streaming down their face) Really? You're free? Oh, Wilby, I'm so happy! I love you so much! I knew you couldn't have done anything wrong.
wilby: (embarrassed) Thanks, Salmon. I owe you everything. I'll make sure to never let you down again. And…and yes, I'd love to marry you. You're the one I've been looking for all my life.
Narrator: The two swim side by side, their hearts beating in perfect harmony. They share a tender kiss as they float through the ocean, surrounded by their friends and family of fish. The sun shines down on them, casting a warm glow over their happy faces.
Narrator: As they swim, Wilby reaches for the small velvet box hidden in his fins. He fumbles a bit, trying to open it with his fins, but finally manages to pop the lid. The sparkling diamond ring inside catches the light, reflecting off their scales.
salmon: Oh, Wilby! (salmon's voice cracks as well, tears streaming down their face) It's beautiful! Oh, I love you so much! I've always known we were meant to be together.
wilby: (eyes brimming with tears) It's all for you, Salmon. You're my everything. I'll love you forever. And I promise, from now on, I'll never do anything to hurt you. I'll be the best husband I can be.
Narrator: With tears streaming down their faces, they share a tender embrace, their fins intertwined. Wilby slips the ring onto the salmon's fin, sealing their promise to each other. The other fish gather around them, cheering and clapping their fins in celebration.
Narrator: After a beautiful ceremony, officiated by the wise and kind Cod Police Officer, salmon and Wilby decide they want to start a family. They don't know if their child will end up as a salmon, a human, or a mermaid, but they're excited to find out. They decide to have 78 kids, one for each day of the year.
Narrator: Over the years, salmon and Wilby become the most beloved parents in the ocean. Their 78 children grow up strong and happy, learning the importance of love, family, and adventure. The couple often takes their brood on fishing trips, teaching them the art of fishing and the beauty of the ocean.
Narrator: As the years pass, their family grows, and their love only deepens. They continue to explore the ocean together, discovering new places and making memories that will last a lifetime. They remain the epitome of true love and partnership, proving that even in the vast ocean, a fish and a human can find each other and build a life filled with happiness and joy.
okay all i want to know is who sent me this and will you reveal yourself so we can be salmon and wilby
18 notes
·
View notes
Note
2, 6, 24 and 47 for the music asks?
Hello and thanks for asking! I didn't expect to like this game this much!
2. Yesss, I started expanding my collection even more rapidly in the last few years - it's still not massive, but I love having my favourite albums on CD. Recently, I managed to get my family's DVD player going even after 15 years of not using it at all, and I was able to enjoy the only live DVD I own (from my favourite band Kamelot's concert in the Netherlands a few years ago) - so maybe I'll buy a few more some time.
6. Well...not really. I have some that I don't really like to show to my family/some friends but mainly because I think that they wouldn't like the style at all - for example, I don't feel like introducing the band Blackbriar to my mom, because I know she doesn't like vocals similar to their singer's, but I wouldn't say I'm embarrassed to admit I like them.
24. No, unfortunately. I hope to learn to play acoustic guitar someday, though.
47. Maybe the closest one I can think of is Powerwolf - my brother is a big fan of theirs, but at first I didn't like them, just like he wasn't enjoying what I loved to listen to. Eventually though, I found a bunch of their songs that I liked a lot. Usually, I am pretty open to trying new bands/genres, especially if recommended by a friend - that's how I discovered LP, and frankly, I was very impressed by her talent!
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
thank you for the tag @solitaryparadise {^w^}
I'll put it under a read more since there's a lot of questions!
1. Are you named after anyone?
don't think so, but one of my suggested names "tarsila" would have been after the famous brazilian painter tarsila do amaral
2. When was the last time you cried?
today, but it was because of what someone else said to me, and im ok now ^^
3. Do you have kids?
thank god no im 19 LMAO but im not sure if i will, someday
4. What sports do you play/have played?
i have played football with my father but i was like 7, i can't remember doing any others
5. What's the first thing you notice about someone?
i think their face and how they dress? maybe the way they talk to me, since im a stranger in this case
6. Eye colour?
brown! i see a lot of people appreciating brown eyes but i would def trade them for another color hahah, though i've been told they suit me
7. Any talents?
i don't consider myself good for anything so i wanna say no, but i've been told i'm creative and good at world-building, i've been complimented on my drawings and poetry, and i taught myself english by reading wikipedia articles if that counts LMAO
8. Scary movies or happy endings?
i don't watch a lot of movies but i think both have their charm if done right :]
9. Where were you born?
brazil!
10. Hobbies?
i draw, write, and sing, and i also really like rythm games (and some other games too, though im very limited due to not owning a computer right now, so i rely on emulation)
i'd like to get into making music someday, though, and learn bass guitar
11. Any pets?
i have two cats named asta (2 years old) and bugs (short for buglemaster supreme, less than a year) both male
12. Height?
165cm/5'5
13. Favourite school subject?
portuguese! (which ig equals to english for americans)
14. Dream job?
realistically i want to be a teacher, but ever since i was a kid i liked indulging in fantasies of being in a band hahah
thanks for reading:]
4 notes
·
View notes
Note
Guitar is one of the easier instruments (I only learned chords and a couple of scales) it’s really the strumming that’s hard. There are so many different strumming patterns and ways to transition into different parts of songs. I’m definitely a terrible teacher in the music world unfortunately.
😂it makes sense in my head and for the parts of my sanity. I guess maybe I really should think about posting my own fic maybe it can make RoR make just a little more sense if explained thoroughly.
How’s your day been?
-🤺
I'll definitely buy a guitar someday and try to learn it, what guitar did you play my love?
Still waiting on that 🙌🏻 i just know it's gonna be good
My day has been good, still pretty boring but im working on that. How's yours been?
0 notes
Text
Today, my high school hosted their annual art show.
This year was the first (and last) year that I had a piece featured in it.
It was also the first (and possibly last) time I'll go to it. (Though maybe I'll be back someday?)
Though I'd never been to one before, this year's exhibition felt special compared to the other years.
Maybe it was because a lot of my friends had full displays at this show.
=====================================
I walked in, showed my parents the one thing I'd painted, and quickly made my way to the main floor where all my friends were displaying their work.
First, I'd stopped at a table with a friend I knew from soccer at the beginning of the school year. He'd been injured for the first half of the season, so we'd spent a lot of time talking while on the sidelines. (It's worth noting I managed the team, so I didn't spend much time in drills either.) While we talked about his art projects occasionally, I had no idea what to expect tonight from his display at the art show.
What I didn't expect was Wes Anderson level stop-motion projects. At no point had I ever gotten the feeling that this friend was one who'd worked with stop-motion. A whole area was dedicated to watching various films he'd made. My favorite one was one he'd made about lemmings, which was a criticism of the work-intensive culture in America. (You know I love my societal parodies!)
But I think it goes to show that you'll never really know everything about a person. In fact, I'm still learning new stuff about my parents even after living with them for the past eighteen years.
Next' I'd visited a table with a newer friend, who, while we went to elementary school together, I can't say we talked much until more recently during art class. She was always working on some crochet stuff or something similar, so when I finally read their exhibit description, I was honestly shocked to find out that they focused on making their own dyes.
You know, like in Minecraft? When you take the flowers and--it's something I'd always been interested in doing, but never really had the time to do myself. It was exhilarating to see someone else who'd actually taken it up seriously. I can't explain why. After all, I wasn't even doing the thing--someone else was, and I still thought it was cool!
Maybe it's because it was someone I knew in person, who existed as a real tangible person as opposed to the online people I could've watched do the same techniques. That's just my guess.
Then I walked past the piano, which one of my friends was playing. They'd played piano at past art shows, usually with someone else to take turns with, but this time, they played the whole two hours alone. I commend Piano Friend for this--it's hard for me to even improvise for more than an hour before my hands hurt!
I also feel kind of bad for them--he never got a chance to look at most of the art, save for the displays near him. Nonetheless...
Near Piano Friend was quite possibly the most awesome artist at our school--who also happened to be another one of my friends! She was super busy talking to the many people who'd come to look at her work--as expected, since she's done so much art-related stuff for the school. Her first piece of the year was elected as the poster for the art show, and she was also commissioned to design the 2024 mural portrait thingy. (I don't remember exactly what it's called right now, but it's kind of a big deal to have the honor of designing it!)
Honestly, I didn't feel a strong need to talk to Awesome Friend since they seemed so busy with all the art show guests, and I get to talk to her every day at school anyway. Nonetheless, I still said hello when I had a chance to.
After that, I had a pleasant conversation with another artist who'd taken a more abstract approach to art. We discussed how "spontaneous art is often great", and how playing the guitar spontaneously often leads to better melodies than playing it mechanically.
Finally, I stopped at another newer elementary school friend's (like Dye Friend) display, which featured a painting of an image that was unmistakably a painting of a scene from our kindergarten play. Obviously, when I asked her about it, she confirmed my assumptions, and also added that the work made her feel a little sad.
I must admit it also made me sad, but in a good nostalgic sort of way. I feel that the painting was sort of a testament to how far we'd come since then. Just twelve short years ago we were on the stage retelling the children's story "Are You My Mother?", and now here we were getting ready to graduate from high school.
Of course, and all the things that happened between those two points.
=====================================
This year's art show was, again, special.
Though I've tried to appreciate and understand art when I go to museums and such, I can't say I've ever understood it as fully as I did tonight. When I know and have watched the stories behind the pieces my classmates've worked on, it really adds something to the experience of viewing all the finished works displayed together.
Honestly, I'm a bit miffed that I'll probably never know the art at an exhibition again as well as I did tonight.
But life goes on. And I'll have new once-in-a-lifetime experiences to mourn the singleton-ness of soon.
0 notes
Text
Psst psst @sp-ace-twinkk I did it
1. Are you named after anyone?
I'm named after a fox from a book, actually! Pax by Sara Pennypacker. (Also, technically after the Latin word for peace, but I like foxes a lot.)
2. When was the last time you cried?
I actually don't remember! I don't cry very often, but when I do I usually forget about it within an hour.
3. Do you have kids?
I do not have kids and I don't plan on having kids. I like working with kids though! I'll be a father by proxy by working as a camp counselor or at a daycare or something.
4. What sports do you play/have you played?
I don't have time for sports anymore, but I used to do show riding! I was also into tennis for a couple of summers. Horseback was a lot bigger for me, though. I miss that sport a lot.
5. Do you use sarcasm?
Not really? I will sometimes, but I usually don't because I don't personally like sarcasm, it makes me feel a bit stupid. It's okay in some cases, though.
6. What's the first thing you notice about people?
Their behavior for sure. Attitude is a big thing for me and when I first talk to people, I pick up on their vibes so fast. The way a person treats me is really important to me so I almost always take note of that first.
7. What's your eye color?
Hrm. I've gotten a lot of different answers from other people about this, but they're greyish-green with yellow around the pupil. They reflect a lot of the light around them, too, so depending on what I wear or the environment I'm in, they'll look more or less green.
8. Scary movies or happy endings?
I love happy ending movies a lot! Some of my favorite movies have happy endings, though, like Fantastic Mr Fox or Rushmore (kind of). I also love scary movies, but most of the movies that I like the most are happy.
9. Any talents?
I think you could call art a talent? Although I feel like that's more of a skill. I can sing alright, I think that's a talent that can be turned into a skill, though.
10. Where were you born?
I was born in Virginia. I haven't moved out of the state and I'm really happy about that. It's beautiful here. Lots of mountains.
11. What are your hobbies?
Art of several mediums! Mainly sketching, prismacolor, and acrylic paint. I also like playing ukulele and I'm trying to learn guitar. I do a lot of thrifting or visiting antique/vintage stores too. Big fan of old items and clothes.
12. Do you have any pets?
I have four pets right now! A Jack Russel - Australian Heeler mix named Buffalo Bill, a black cat named Hissy Maria, an orange tabby named Trotsky Golden Boy, and a grey/black tabby name Genny! They're all very dear to me!
13. How tall are you?
I'm 5'3. I wish I was taller. :(
14. Favorite subject in school?
My favorite required subject class is English!! I love learning about language and getting better at using it and sounding smart. I LOVE ENGLISH!!!! SO MUCH!
15. What is your dream job?
I want to become a talk therapist, but also would be so psyched if I could be a camp counselor. There's a lot of camps I would love to work as a counselor for, so maybe someday I'll apply for those. I want to make kids happy! That or working in archives for a history museum.
I HAVE NO ONE TO TAG SORRY, I JUST WANTED TO AMSWER THESE
0 notes
Text
I'll come out of hiding for a bit
I was so nervous about this year and now it's nearly done. My best friend in the city (no longer in the city) turned forty in New Orleans along with me and all his closest friends toward the end of July, and then family vacation with my partner's family the next month. Those were the big things and now they are over. Why did September slip by? It takes that long for me to catch my breath. Actually I have been trying to catch my breath since the year began, but the difference now is that I have accepted the marathon.
I've had a few things happen to me that I never thought would happen. I got to jam with a bunch of strangers playing a borrowed guitar, something I haven't done since I was a teenager. I'm in touch with one of my neighbors who has now donated several things to my apartment after becoming obsolete in his due to his health. I became managing director for a friend's production company and, as a first project, helped put on a staged reading night of three one-act plays, one of which I wrote. The play, in fact, was only supposed to be written as a New Year's resolution, at some point, someday; circumstances required I bring the idea into the foreground of my life and follow through, another thing I never thought that I'd be capable of. You can maybe see, then, how much breath there was to catch.
How does one process, make time to react? One has to prioritize the venting of these things. I have luckily been journaling regularly enough to vent them in private spaces first, screened for jagged edges that might offend or alienate out here on the internet (a lesson I have learned from the cringe in my past). At some point, however, the goal should be to get back to that place where personal expression does not have to be synonymous with overthinking. And I can only get there when my calendar is clear enough to keep my brain quiet
I think I forget that people might want to hear from me, to see what I'm up to and learn about my life however I might want to share it. That's the other side of social media. Some people are out here to chase clout or see how their alter ego may be judged in a pseudo-public forum. But there are plenty of people with that other perspective, viewing the platform as a place to give. What does it mean that my overthinking has resulted in hesitation, instead of an anxious over-giving to the world? Maybe the only way to investigate and possibly reverse that impulse is to see what comes out of me when I force myself to answer asks or get back to texts in a timely manner. In any case, the people in my life might be happier with that kind of change
If I had it my way, the hyperbolic time chamber from Dragon Ball would simply be real, and I'd have a membership to use it for all of my outstanding projects, and my leisure time would simply be leisure. As it stands now, I get lost too easily in the sands of time when I lock into a goal I'm trying to balance between work and the rest of ongoing life, and I'm missing out. Who in the world wants to only leave behind their plans?
1 note
·
View note
Text
Oops guess I'm into my poser phase now LOL

22 notes
·
View notes