#they're very famous so that's not an unusual bar to set or anything but i'm trying to dig for lesser known groups overall 😂

[magistralucis]

2025 Translation Tuesday Entry - 05/52 Title: Прыгну со Скалы (I'll Leap Off a Cliff) Artist: Король и Шут (Korol' i Shut) Album: Акустический Альбом (Acoustic Album, 1999)

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С головы сорвал ветер мой колпак, (The wind blew off the hood from my head,) Я хотел любви, но вышло всё не так. (I wanted to love, but everything went wrong.) Знаю я, ничего в жизни не вернуть. (Nothing in my life can be returned; this I know,) �� теперь у меня один лишь только путь. (And now there is only one path left for me.)

Разбежавшись, прыгну со скалы. (I'll take off running and leap off a cliff.) Вот я был, и вот меня не стало. (Here I was, and here I am no more.) И когда об этом вдруг узнаешь ты, (And when, all of a sudden, you find that out,) Тогда поймёшь, кого ты потеряла. (Then you'll understand who you have lost.)

Быть таким как все с детства не умел. (I never knew how to be like everyone else,) Видимо такой в жизни мой удел. (Such a lot, it seems, was my destiny in life.) А она, да что она? Вечно мне лгала. (And her, what about her? Always lying to me.) И меня никогда понять бы не смогла. (She never could've understood me at all.)

Разбежавшись, прыгну со скалы. (I'll take off running and leap off a cliff.) Вот я был, и вот меня не стало. (Here I was, and here I am no more.) И когда об этом вдруг узнаешь ты, (And when, all of a sudden, you find that out,) Тогда поймёшь, кого ты потеряла. (Then you'll understand who you have lost.)

Гордо скину плащ, вдаль направлю взор. (Proudly casting off my cloak, I'll turn my gaze afar,) Может, она ждёт? Вряд ли, это вздор. (Could she be waiting? - Of course not, that's absurd.) И, издав дикий крик, камнем брошусь вниз. (And so, with a wild cry, I hurl myself down like a rock.) Это моей жизни заключительный каприз... (This is the ending of my life, my final caprice...)

Разбежавшись, прыгну со скалы. (I'll take off running and leap off a cliff.) Вот я был, и вот меня не стало. (Here I was, and here I am no more.) И тогда себя возненавидишь ты, (And then you will come to hate yourself:) Лишь осознав, кого ты потеряла. (When you realize who you have lost,) Кого ты потеряла, кого ты потеряла. (Who you have lost, who you have lost.)

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It's the nineties and we're fucking depressed! 🤪😩🥶 This isn't the only mood expressed in the music of this era, but I daresay it was a dominating one. Soviet music was already crossing many political/critical/satirical lines in the final years of the Union, but looking over my Russian-language music collection, it seems to have been after the collapse that actual nihilism entered the mainstream. Rock is the dominant sound of the Russian 90s, and discontent and mockery tend to run deep in it.

But that's not to say it was all doom and gloom. Punk and grunge music exploded into popularity in the 90s, and today's band rose out of that very circumstance: Король и Шут (Korol' i Shut, 'The King and the Jester') were an incredibly popular horror-punk band from St. Petersburg, and befitting of their genre, made music largely inspired by horror stories and folk tales. Do you enjoy songs about evil woodsmen, cannibalism, voodoo mind control, murderous gardeners, necromancers, sausages, or punk rock served up Medieval Rus'-style? They've got you covered. 🤣

'Прыгну со Скалы' is one of the more 'normal' songs Король и Шут have done. It's a very famous song, so famous it doesn't really need my translation at all - but 'Прыгну со Скалы' was my entry point to the band, and it means a lot to me because of that, even though my actual favourites are listed up on the above paragraph. 😅 For 26 years this band delighted people with its horrorcore weirdness, and I'm only sad that I have to state that with the past tense, because the band was dissolved following the death of its frontman Mikhail 'Gorshok' Gorsheniov (1973-2013) a decade ago. The remaining members continue under the name Северный флот (Severny Flot, 'The Northern Fleet'), which is also the name of a Король и Шут song.

Gorshok was quite the character. A true icon and storyteller. You'll see more of him come the Halloween entries of this project. 🎃

[mollymauk-teafleak]

Huskerdust babies?? Please say more

GLADLY oh my god there was no way I was going to be able to restrain myself until I made time to write a fic. and right off the bat, so much credit goes to @minky-for-short who came up with this with me

Okay, I'm going to bullet point it for structure. And first off, whether you want this to be a trans Angel Dust or demon magic making it possible or Angel being a porn demon giving him different genitals, go crazy, I don't mind any interpretation

So the fact that this happens is a result of their gradual redemption. Demons aren't supposed to be able to reproduce but as Angel and Dusk slowly improve themselves, they start changing in ways they don't notice and the curse they have in Hell starts to weaken

Charlie is actually the first person to find out, she clocks that Angel is feeling sick which is pretty unusual because he's actually been cutting way back on his general debauchery, having a much healthier coping mechanism over behind the bar. He insists he's fine because he's used to powering through pain and discomfort with a smile on his face. But she won't have it, she's going to get him checked out

Healthcare is very hard to come by in Hell but Charlie can get him access to the facilities in the Sloth ring. But the doctors there are just as stumped, no one can figure out whats wrong with him, it's not a bad batch of drugs, its not a hangover, he's just throwing up and miserable and exhausted

They're back at the hotel and it's Charlie who notices the barest of little sentient sparks when Angel Dust moves but it's not coming from him, it's coming from inside him. And she's the one who realises. And Angel Dust is convinced she's spouting idealistic bullshit but he can't deny it

It's a while before he can bring himself to tell Husk, he's terrified that it means he'll just want to call things off with him, that he's clearly not a winning hand. But eventually they're sat together and Husk mentions casually that whenever he's ready to tell him whats bothering him, he'll listen. Like, he's realised he's scared but he still gave him the space to deal with it and thats what makes Angel Dust brave enough to say it out loud. And after a moment of quiet, Husk just shrugs and says well lets hope he makes a better daddy than he did an overlord, huh?

They have twins in the end, a boy and a girl. Both dads got to name one twin each so Husk calls their son Howard, Howie for short, after a famous magician and Angel Dust calls his daughter Belladonna, Bella for short, because he wanted to give her a name that made her sound strong and able to defend herself

The twins are utterly adorable, no one can deny it. They have the multiple arms from their pops and little heart shaped pink patches on black fur from their daddy, each with a set of wings like his too. They act a lot like kittens, rolling around and hissing and pouncing on whatever moves in the hotel

They're also unashamed trouble makers, they really only listen to their daddy and their pops, everyone else has to bribe them. Fortunately they're cute enough to get away with everything and anything.

The twins also have a super close bond with their Auntie Charlie. I can go into more detail about this in another post but she ends up with the contract for their souls to protect them from both Heaven and Valentino (Alastor has no interest in the babies, beyond not really minding as much as he should when they climb up him, knock his hat off and call him Uncle Al)

But yes I have many many ideas about these two being dads and their little demons and all of that so feel free to bug me about them!