#symphony twins

[graces-mindscape]

Symphony Twins!

Man I've been having a lot of inspiration lately! I found these two recently. They're so cute and they just seem like so much fun, Melody is especially fun to draw, idk why lol

I wish I found these two sooner! I always seem to be late when it comes to finding cool things ^^'

Anyway, enjoy!

Symphonytale by @koko-doodle

[koko-doodle]

Mysterious, I like it!!!

Drifter Revolver: Songs and Mishaps Part 3

After escaping from Nightmare. The group finds themselves falling into a cold lake. Melody swims to the lake's surface. "Is everyone okay?" Rhythm emerges and looks at his sister. "I'm okay. I don't know the other two." Redrix emerges with Samantha on Lilly's back. "We are okay." He looks at the sky and sees dark clouds. "We need to find shelter quickly." Rhythm glances at Redrix. "Why should we listen to you?" Redrix swims past the twins with Lilly. "A storm is brewing. If you two want to be swept by it, be my guest." Melody looks at her brother. "We should go with them, brother. It's the least we can do after he saved me." Rhythm looks at the sky then at his sister. "Fine. Only because we owe him, not like I like the idea of being indebted to someone." Melody smiles and swims after Redrix with Rhythm.

Reaching the shores, Redrix looks at Samantha. "Are you okay, Samantha?" Samantha nods, and her wings disappear. "I'm okay. Thanks." She gets off Lilly and pats her. "Thank you as well." Lilly nuzzles Samantha. Redrix looks at the twins. "Do one of you know where are we?" Melody squeezes the water out of her hair. "I don't know. It's my first coming here." Rhythm walks past Redrix. "Follow me." The group follows Rhythm.

Some time passes with heavy rain. The group arrives at a cabin. Rhythm takes a key from under the welcome mat and opens the door. "Let's go inside before the weather worsens." Samantha gets off Lilly. "How do you know about this place?" Rhythm glances at Samantha. "I come here whenever I need to train." Redrix helps Melody get off Lilly. "You seem to be training a lot." He grabs his and Samantha's bags from Lilly's mouth. "Good girl. Go rest with your siblings." Lilly barks and disappears.

Melody walks to her brother. "Is coming here what you do when I'm with Dream and Ink?" Rhythm glances at his sister. "Yes. At least you were with trustworthy people." He looks at Samantha and Redrix. "Unlike those two." Redrix hands Samantha her bag and slings his over his shoulder as he glances at Rhythm. "How many rooms are there, boy?" Rhythm takes Melody's hand. "2 bedrooms, a living room, 2 two restrooms, and a kitchen." He goes inside and takes his sister with him.

Samantha walks to the cabin. "What's his problem?" Redrix follows her. "Lack of trust. I don't blame him. We are essentially strangers to them." Samantha sighs. "I guess you are right." She closes the door behind Redrix. "Rhythm, how about we split the rooms between us? Melody and I take a room while you and Redrix take the other room." Melody tugs Rhythm's hand. "It's a good idea besides we could bond together." Rhythm stares at Samantha. "Suuuuure." Samantha pulls two towels from her bag and hands one to Melody. "Well, I will change out of my wet clothes." She walks past Rhythm and looks at Melody. "Are you coming, Melody?" Melody nods and follows Samantha to their shared room.

Redrix takes two sets of clothes out of his bag. "You need to cut your sister some slack, boy." Rhythm crosses his arms. "Why, so Nightmare can corrupt and use her for his own twisted plans? Over my dusts." Redrix tosses a towel at Rhythm. "What or who is this Nightmare fellow?" Rhythm catches the towel and sits down. "Nightmare comes from an AU called Dreamtale, at least the 2nd AU with the same name." Redrix raises a brow. "Go on." Rhythm drys his face. "He is a self-proclaimed God who feeds off negative emotions and the sorts. He is after Melody because she can bring out positive emotions similar to his twin brother Dream but through songs." Redrix takes a piece of cloth and cleans his revolvers. "I assume this twin sibling of his can harm him? Considering, he spit out one of my bullets." Rhythm nods. "Yeah. Despite this, Dream doesn't want to end his brother." Redrix sets his guns on the table. "That's wishful thinking. And the whole positive emotions thing revolts him, right?" Rhythm takes his overcoat off. "That's the jist of it." He rubs his face. Redrix gives Rhythm a set of clothes. "Worry about that later. Right now, change your clothes so you don't catch a cold." He leaves Rhythm alone to change.

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Redrix, Samantha, and Lilly belong to @lionwriters-blog and @lions-ut-blog (both are me)

Melody and Rhythm belong to @koko-doodle

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Dream and Nightmare belong to Jokublog

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[atomikats]

2022 symphony designs ‼️‼️ (not ship art)

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[7grandmel]

Todays rip: 29/01/2021

Sable's Stickerbush

Season 6 Featured on: siivagunner's highest quality rips: volume

Ripped by eva twin

Alright, I can't help it - I promised I was going to move on from MAGFest, but it has positively infested my mind. Everyone's sets at Chipspace were absolutely incredible, and I believe I've raved enough about them for a lifetime with Mother, Father, TechnoMan alone. Yet there was something quite magical about eva twin's set in particular. She was not only playing her own rips - she was PERFORMING them.

(link to the Twitch VOD of the Chipspace sets)

With a bass in hand and a setlist of rips ready to go, eva twin's 20-minute set of hand-picked rips was one of the most transcendant experiences I've ever had with the SiIvaGunner channel. Maybe it was just a bunch of colliding factors exclusive to my own experience - the live-chat experience, the brand new pair of headphones with an emphasized bass, and the fact that I've only through this blog discovered just how rich of a track record eva twin has with chill, atmospheric yet feel-good rips such as Blessing the Dire, Dire Rains and Mii Favorite Things. Both of these were covered here on the blog before being featured on the Chipspace set, and eva twin was one of the first rippers that I was made aware of having read the blog to begin with, even way back in June and July. I can't help but feel a little touched to think that I may have, through this blog and the word I spread on here, influenced eva twin to chose those two rips in particular for her set. Be that the case or not, I feel obligated to return the favor by covering a third rip from this set - Sable's Stickerbush.

Out of all the rips from the set - at least, the ones I haven't covered yet - I think Sable's Stickerbush mainly just sticks out because I hadn't ever heard it. Sable is a game that sits firmly in my backlog of "it looks interesting I guess"-kinds of games, and with less than 10K views on its YouTube upload Sable's Stickerbush was bound to be a rip I forgot about quite quickly. Yet the absolute vibe captured through using what's perhaps the oldest yet most effective trick in the book - Stickerbush Symphony of Stickerbrush State of Mind (and so many more) fame. Yet paired with the instrumentation and hauntingly beautiful vocals of Sable's Glider theme, it somehow manages to play second fiddle in terms of melody in a way it typically really doesn't do in rips - despite never having heard it before, Glider by Japanese Breakfast captured my imagination right away upon hearing it.

I'll no longer get to have the experience of hearing Glider for the first time within the Sable game itself, yet I can't find it in me to be mad whatsoever when the experience I had listening to Sable's Stickerbush for the first time was just as magical. Even without eva twin's bass performance from Chipspace, the rip stands as an absolutely magical combination of two pitch-perfect sources, a true expression of love toward Sable and its small yet devoted fanbase. And, of course, nothing but another feather in eva twin's cap of excellent sound.

[mahoulover]

New update of Symphony Generations logo and now its - Mahou Cross Generations!

[juleecruisearchive]

Cruise In The Night

That's composer Angelo Badalamenti and singer Julee Cruise celebrating the upcoming September releases of the Twin Peaks soundtrack and the video performance of Industrial Symphony No. 1, created by Badalamenti and director David Lynch in which Julee also stars.

Source: The Gavin Report August 31 1990

[ohc-and-the-music-tapes-archive]

Fragments from Debris Slide column in Flagpole, 22 December 1999, regarding Elephant 6 bands

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transcript:

HURRAH KRYZSTOF KOMEDA: The Olivia Tremor Control and Robert Schneider of The Apples in Stereo have composed the original score for a film called Dean Quixote (which, according to word on the street, “isn’t very good.”) The soundtrack will also feature songs from Songs:Ohia, Tim Keegan, The Bevis Frond and Dustin Nguyen of “21 Jump Street.” Guided By Voices reputedly pop-up in the film.

HURRAH BOB GELDOF: Orange Twin, the Elephant 6’s charity branch, recently successfully saved the roof to the Brewer Bell Museum in Canton, TX. The museum, run by and devoted to the hand-painted bells of Virginia Belle Brewer, was hobbled by damage to the roof that pushed it to the verge of collapse. Ms. Brewer began to sell hand-painted bells to raise funds for a repair effort, but the money she raised was not nearly enough to cover expenses. In steps £6. Jeff Mangum drew and Laura Carter painted 40 t-shirts and put them up for sale at $20 a pop on the Orange Twin web site (home.earthlink.net/%7Eorangetwin/). The shirts sold out immediately, helping toward a new roof for the museum. For further information or to make a donation to the Brewer Bell Museum write: Brewer's Bell Museum, Route 7, Box 314, Canton, TX 75103. For further information or to make a donation to Orange Twin write: Orange Twin, 475 Forest Rd., Athens, GA 30605, or go to the web site.

HURRAH CAMILLE PAGLIA: Online content king Salon.com listed Jack Logan’s Buzz Me In, the Olivia Tremor Control's Black Foliage, and the Music Tapes’ 1st Imaginary Symphony For Nomad among the best CDs of 1999. Music Tapes’ Julian Koster was called the “Roald Dahl” of the Elephant 6 collective. Apparently, Scott Spillane is the “Judy Blume” of the Elephant 6 collective.

[theguffbin]

Ohno the nugget is SHOOKETH

While not relevant to the most recent comic strip, it is a most pressing question so I must ask:

If frisk makes a squeaky noise when hugged, what kind of ungodly sound does kris make?

Turns out Kris does the rubber chicken

[twinsloveco]

This Broken Soul by Rebecca Kneubuhl Lyrics

[mages-pandoras-box]

Tag dump

[airwar]

what music do you listen to?

post punk, darkwave, death rock... "goth stuff" as some would say

[adysen]

Diane, 7:30PM, January 17th. Entering the town of Twin Peaks, which, strangely, is inside Benaroya Hall with the Seattle Symphony🦉

[ja3yun]

"cat got your tongue?" | L.HS

bf!heeseung x gf!reader warnings: smut (mdni) unprotected sex, cream pie, dom!heeseung, gagging on fingers, slight breath play, pwp, just pure filth from the start, hee is loving but a menace, not proof read, anything else lmk! wc: 2.1k synopsis: heeseung's fingers might be your favourite gag a/n: hi! it's me finally with a small wordcount drabble!! who would have guessed it? anyway this was heavily inspired by a conversation i had with my twin flame ruby @dollyyun , so yes babe i hope you love it!! just something filthy and fun. have a great weekend everyone

“Oh God, Heeseung, don’t fucking stop,” you gasp, voice trembling with a mix of desperation and ecstasy. 

Your words seem to spur him on, his hips driving forward with a rhythm that’s sharp and deliberate, each thrust more intense than the last. His 7-inch cock plunges deep inside you, the set pace teetering on the edge between pleasure and torment. Every time he pulls back, you feel the delicious drag of his shaft slipping against your walls, only for him to slam back in, battering you deep inside. You can’t decide if you want to savour this maddening tempo or beg for more - something harder, rougher, like a man who’s lost in his own lust.

The room is thick with the scent of sex, love, and a passion that feels almost primal. You hadn’t imagined the night turning out this way; there was a different kind of intimacy in mind with cuddles and romantic movies. But it’s your own fault, really. You knew exactly what you were doing when you slipped into his favourite pyjamas - the ones dotted with cute little hearts, the matching crop top clinging to your skin, barely covering your tits. His reaction was inevitable; you had provoked the beast, and now he was giving you everything you silently asked for and more.

Your breath comes in ragged gasps, each thrust driving the air from your lungs. His name tumbles from your lips like a mantra, broken and pleading. "Heeseung...please..." You don't even know what you're begging for anymore - a faster pace, a deeper thrust, anything to push you over the edge that you're balancing on. His gaze is dark and focused, a predatory glint in his eyes as he watches your every reaction, drinking in the sight of you falling apart beneath him. His lips curl into a wicked smile, a low chuckle rumbling from his chest.

“Look at you,” he murmurs, his voice a mix of amusement and lust. “So desperate for me, aren’t you?”

A shiver runs through you, his words sinking into your skin, your core tightening around him in response. Heeseung's hands slide down to grip your waist, fingers pressing into your flesh hard enough to leave marks, and with a grunt, he changes the angle. The new position has him hitting that spot deep inside you that makes stars explode behind your eyes, and your moan echoes through the room.

"Fuck, yes, right there!" you cry out, arching your back as your nails rake down his shoulders. Each thrust grows more relentless, his hips driving into you with a punishing, unyielding rhythm that leaves you gasping for breath, lost in the delicious agony of it all. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, blending with the symphony of your moans, gasps, and his ragged grunts.

Your hands trail down his arms, feeling the taut muscles flex beneath your touch as your fingers glide over the sheen of sweat on his skin. They move lower, seeking the hand that’s gripping your waist with such force that you’re sure his fingertips will leave bruises blooming across your skin by morning. You pry his right hand away and entwine your fingers with his, grounding yourself in that moment of intimacy amidst the ferocity.

The wicked grin on his lips softens into something more tender, his gaze never leaving yours. He brings your joined hands up to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles, his eyes speaking the love that words don’t need to convey. For a moment, there’s a gentleness, a shared breath of vulnerability.

But when you guide his hand to your lips, his expression shifts back to that familiar, dark smirk, eyes narrowing with understanding. He knows what you’re asking for without you needing to say a word. His lips curl up, that sadistic amusement returning as he watches you with a mix of pride and desire.

“You want to suck on my fingers, baby?” he asks, his voice low and teasing, but there’s an edge to it that sends a shiver down your spine. You nod, lips parting slightly in anticipation, but Heeseung doesn’t give in so easily.

Instead, he brings your joined hands back to his mouth, and with deliberate slowness, he slips his own fingers past his lips. His eyes stay locked on yours as he sucks them into his mouth, his tongue swirling around each digit, wetting them thoroughly. The sight makes your breath hitch, a new wave of heat pooling low in your belly. You’re so jealous of his tongue that you might grow green with envy, wishing it was you instead.

With a soft pop, he pulls his fingers free, and that smug, dark grin stretches wider across his face. “Open up,” he commands softly, his tone brooking no argument. You don’t even think to disobey. Your lips part further, and he wastes no time, pressing his slick fingers against them and pushing them past your teeth.

The taste of him coats your tongue, and you moan softly around his fingers. He watches intently, his gaze dark with lust as he slides his fingers deeper, teasing the back of your throat. He forces your mouth open, her stare never leaving yours

“You like that, don’t you?” he whispers, voice rough with desire. “Being so good for me. So fucking perfect.” He presses down more firmly, the tips of his fingers brushing against your tongue, and he grins when he feels you gag slightly. His hips never falter and your legs that are wrapped around his waist anchor you both together while he focuses on your pleasure.

Your eyes flutter shut, and you moan around him, sucking on his fingers as he guides you, your tongue swirling around them just like he’d done moments ago. “Nu-uh, baby. Eyes open or else I’ll stop,” he warns, causing you to string your eyes open in a desperate plea. “You wouldn’t want that, would you?” His tone is teasing and degrading but fuck does it turn you on even more. 

The way he watches you makes you feel exposed, cherished, and utterly controlled all at once. Three of his digits press on your tongue as he uses his strength to widen your mouth, pushing his fingers deeper until your eyes water, and he can feel your breath coming in sharp gasps, rendering you unable even to answer his question. 

The thing about your boyfriend is that he likes you vocal and demands that his questions are answered. Even simple ones like ‘Do you feel that?’ have to be replied with a yes, otherwise he takes the pleasure away from you. But how can you answer when his fingers are imprisoning you to silence?

Heeseung laughs mockingly as he plummets into you at a slightly slower pace. “Aw, baby, what’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?” With each question, he bucks his hip forcefully, the tip of his cock meeting your cervix and desperately willing your eyes to close. The intense pressure has your eyes threatening to close, a tear slipping free, but you don’t look away. You meet his gaze, eyes glassy and lips stretched around his fingers, desperately trying to answer him with a look, a plea for mercy.

He knows exactly what he’s doing. “Look at you,” he murmurs with a breathy chuckle. “So desperate to speak. Go on, then, try.”

You attempt to form a word, but his fingers are still lodged deep in your mouth, muffling any sound. All that comes out is a garbled moan, saliva dripping down your chin as you try to articulate anything that might satisfy him. Your tongue moves helplessly against his digits, eyes begging him for some semblance of relief.

Heeseung’s grin widens, and with a sudden withdrawal, he pulls his fingers from your mouth, a slick trail of spit connecting them to your lips. You gasp for air, trying to find your voice, but before you can utter a single word, he crashes his lips against yours, swallowing whatever sound was about to escape. The kiss is hungry, consuming - tongues meeting in a frenzied dance. His hand, still wet from your mouth, grips your jaw, keeping you firmly in place as he devours you.

Heeseung’s hips drive into you with a brutal, unrelenting pace, his thrusts hitting so deep and fast that you feel like you’re coming apart beneath him. His lips move against yours in a heated frenzy, devouring your every whimper, every plea. Your tongue tangles with his, wet and hot, the taste of him mixing with the desperate sounds spilling from both of you. He pulls back just enough to let you gasp for air, but his lips are back on yours a second later, almost as if he can’t stand to be apart for even a moment.

The hand cupping the back of your head tightens its grip, fingers tangling in your hair as he forces your head to tilt back further, deepening the kiss to an almost punishing degree. The intensity of it sends sparks shooting through your veins, your body trembling with need. His hips snap forward faster, the wet sounds of your bodies colliding filling the room, his cock driving into you with a perfect, punishing rhythm that makes your toes curl and your vision blur.

“Hee…I need to cum…please,” you beg into his mouth, your words coming out in broken, breathless fragments between the feverish kisses. Your tongue explores his mouth, whimpering between each word, and he moans against you, clearly loving the way you’re falling apart beneath him. His hips don’t slow; if anything, he picks up speed, fucking into you with a new fervour, as if your begging has ignited something even more primal in him.

“Cum for me, baby,” he growls against your lips, his voice rough and dripping with dominance. “I want to feel you lose it around me. Come on - give it to me.”

His words are like gasoline on a fire, and your entire body seizes up, muscles tensing as you feel the coil inside you winding tighter and tighter. His thrusts are relentless, his cock driving into that perfect spot over and over again, pushing you closer and closer to the edge. The pleasure is so intense it’s almost painful, your mind going blank with nothing but the feeling of him inside you, around you, consuming you.

The combination of his filthy words, his relentless pace, and the raw need in his voice shoves you over the edge. Your climax crashes into you like a tidal wave, overwhelming and all-consuming. Your walls clamp down around him, squeezing his cock as your entire body convulses with the force of your orgasm. A choked scream rips from your throat, your back arching off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure pulses through you.

“Fuck, yes, that’s it,” Heeseung groans through a tremble and gritted teeth, his rhythm faltering as he feels you tighten around him. He doesn’t stop, thrusting through your orgasm, drawing it out until you’re quivering and whimpering beneath him, barely able to catch your breath.

His hips stutter, and you feel him swell inside you, his cock pulsing as he chases his own release. His hand on your head pulls you back into another bruising kiss, his tongue claiming yours in a messy, desperate dance. His breaths are ragged against your lips, his body tense and trembling. With a deep, guttural groan, he thrusts into you one last time, burying himself as deep as he can go. You feel the hot rush of his release spill into you, his body jerking with each spurt as he fills you completely.

Breaking the kiss, Heeseug presses his forehead against yours as he pants heavily, his breath warm against your face. For a moment, there’s nothing but the sound of your laboured breathing and the feel of your heartbeats pounding against each other’s chests. His hand loosens its grip in your hair, fingers stroking through the damp strands gently now, his touch a stark contrast to the roughness from moments before.

“God, I love you,” he murmurs against your lips, his voice soft and raw, full of emotion. He leans in and kisses you again, slower this time, his lips lingering against yours in a sweet, lingering caress that has you melting all over again.

“Love you too, Heeseung,” you whisper back, your voice shaky but full of sincerity. You’re still coming down from the high, your body exhausted, jaw sore, but thoroughly satisfied, and you know he feels the same, his lips curling into a lazy, contented smile against yours.

And as he pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around you in a protective, possessive hold, you know this isn’t the end but just the beginning of another night lost in each other.

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