#volare oh oh cantare oh oh let's fly way up to the clouds? no?

[dudeshusband]

Uhhhhh I don't listen to much romantic music so the closest thing I have for you is Can't Help Falling in Love by Elvis Presley? I'd give you a Dean Martin song but I don't know any lol

i don't hate that song but i really don't like elvis.

fun facts about mike lol /lh

assign my blog a song

[ryqoshay]

Putting on Hairs: Post Production - Volare

Primary Pairing: ShikiMei Rating: G Words: 639 AU: Monsters Time Frame: sometime before the main story Prompt: Volare

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Summary: Shiki has created something new again

Author's Note: Bonus second entry for the 9th

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Mei startled as she grasped the knob on the door to the science clubroom. The texture was not what she expect… wait, had someone, no, had Shiki taped braille to the knob?

Up.

Mei slid her fingers up to the door itself. Sure enough, there was more braille.

Use caution upon entry. Mei read. Flying device experimentation in progress.

Interesting. Mei thought as she moved her hand back to the knob and opened the door.

Immediately, the sound of rapidly flapping wings met Mei’s ears. She couldn’t quite determine its location, so she stuck close to the door as she closed it behind her before letting her cat-like monuca ears out. It sounded like a bit like a cicada, although a bit deeper, as though larger, and undeniably mechanical in nature.

Did Shiki manage to finally figure out how to allow her crystal beetle, Latreille to fly?

Determining that the device was flying away from her, Mei took a few steps into the room. Her intent was finding her usual seat so she could begin her favorite afterschool routine of listening to Shiki tinker with experiments and relaxing in the science room’s refuge away from the hustle and bustle of the rest of the school. However, as though sensing her movement, the flying contraption altered its course, straight toward her.

Mei couldn’t help tensing a bit but decided to trust Shiki’s design. Latreille had been programed, specifically, not to bite Mei. Surely, it would not cause her harm in other ways like ramming into her, right?

The mechanical bug landed gently on Mei’s shoulder.

“Mei.” Shiki spoke up. “It appears you have met Volare.”

Volare? “The philosopher?”

Mei could hear Shiki shake her head. “That’s Voltaire. And he was French.”

“Oh, so then English for electricity?”

“That is voltage.”

Mei scanned her memories. “Italian… for fly? Like the Dean Martin song, Volare?” Cantare. Oh oh oh oh. Let’s fly way up to the clouds. Away from the maddening crowds. Her mind couldn’t help continuing the lyrics. They were strangely fitting, considering the situation.

“Yes.” Shiki had said in the middle of Mei’s mind song.

“So you made a new bug? This isn’t Latreille?”

“Correct. Although again, Latreilla is not a bug, it is a beetle.”

“Right. Anyway, Volare does feel a bit lighter, now that I think about it.”

“Also correct. I made Volare with emerald instead of cubic zirconia. It is less dense, which appears to have made the difference I needed. However, the materials were a little more expensive.”

“I can imagine. But you still made your own emerald, right?’

“Correct. I am considering trying ruby next.”

“You still want to make more?” Mei couldn’t help asking, fully expecting an affirmative answer.

“I believe if I make enough and learn how to make them better mimic real beetles, I can eventually have them train my real beetles to not bite Mei.”

Mei smiled. “You’re still hung up on that, aren’t you.”

“I do not wish any harm to befall Mei.”

Mei chuckled. “I know. Still, I’m not sure if I’ll ever be fully comfortable around real beetles. But the ones Shiki makes,” she reached over to run her hand across the Volare’s carapace, taking in the differences between it and Latreilla’s, “I will always trust.”

“If only real insects were as programable as my automatons.”

Mei laughed again. “Isn’t there a superhero that controls insects or something? Maybe Shiki could make a device like theirs.”

Shiki took in quick breath. “Yes. That is what I will make next. Thank you, Mei. But first…” She set a finger on Mei’s shoulder near Volare “I need to work a bit more with this one.”

Mei hummed in response and found her favorite seat. From there, she spent the next hour listening to Shiki’s experiments with her new emerald bug.

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Author's Note Continued: Once again, I had to remind myself that if I am to write from the perspective of a blind Mei, it would be best to avoid visual descriptions.

On a different note, after a certain episode of s3 of Superstar, I really need to write more ShikiMei. And figure out the rest of the Liella shipping fleet arrangement.

Prior Prompts Used: Crystal Carapace Train Bug

[bellph-blog]

Volare, oh oh Cantare, oh oh oh oh Let's fly way up to the clouds Away from the maddening crowds We can sing in the glow of a star that I know of Where lovers enjoy peace of mind Let us leave the confusion and all disillusion behind Just like bird of a feather, a rainbow together we'll find Volare, oh oh E contare, oh oh oh oh No wonder my happy heart sings Your love has given me wings Penso che un sogno cosi non ritorni mai piu Mi dipingevo le mani e la faccia di blu Poi d'improvviso venivo dal vento rapito E incominciavo a volare nel cielo infinito #volare #song #country #20s #belleepoque #clasicgirl #photography #boy #city #goodmorning #after #love #photographerlife #life #nice #sky #pink #clouds #cuore #iphone6 #photo #he #me #littleboy #amaneceres #cañitas #balcon #fotografo #like #photoshooting #shootingday #day (en Las Cañitas)

[jomtpodcast]

Volare

Songwriters: Domenico Modugno / Francesco Migliacci / Mitchell Parish Llyrics © Downtown Music Publishing 

Volare, oh oh Cantare, oh oh oh oh Let's fly way up to the clouds Away from the maddening crowds We can sing in the glow of a star that I know of Where lovers enjoy peace of mind Let us leave the confusion and all disillusion behind Just like bird of a feather, a rainbow together we'll find Volare, oh oh E contare, oh oh oh oh No wonder my happy heart sings Your love has given me wings Penso che un sogno cosi non ritorni mai piu Mi dipingevo le mani e la faccia di blu Poi d'improvviso venivo dal vento rapito E incominciavo a volare nel cielo infinito Volare, oh oh E contare, oh oh oh oh Nel blu, dipinto di blu Felice di stare lassu E volavo, volavo felice piu in alto del sole ed ancora piu su Mentre il mondo pian piano spariva lontano laggiu Una musica dolce suonava soltanto per me Volare, oh oh E cantare, oh oh oh oh No wonder my happy heart sings Your love has given me wings Nel blu, dipinto di blu Felice di stare lassu

(Special Troubled Waters variation: Repeat 17 times)

Listen to us discuss the episode with our guest Richard Massarra here.