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i love reading peoples' opinions on trigun but sometimes i will see an opinion that is so like. bewilderingly wrong it actually makes me doubt my own interpretation of the source material
#rora rants#AND THIS IS ON ME.#because sometimes i assume something is obvious when maybe it requires a bit more textual analysis#but then sometimes people TEST me and it's like#i need to write my 200k vashwood character study ten times faster clearly#because what in the world are you people talking about#granted i'm not often fully devoted to the most popular ship in a fandom so the experience of people constantly#banging them over the head with pots and pans#isn't a familiar one to me. because usually in the rarepair fandoms people are OBSESSED with the characters in a#really textual analysis way#so you dont get that#unfortunately vashwood is more popular so... more margin of error#and frankly i'm not incredibly picky i can still enjoy things when i dont completely agree with them#some of my favourite vw fics are ones where i'm like he would not fucking say that but... this is so good#but then other times i'm just baffled! because how did you come to that conclusion#sorry HAHAHA i just had to get this off my chest
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rereading that 10k fic made me realize how far i've come with my writing. i had very different writing styles. 14 year old rora you did pretty good. im glad you just went with the flow bc now it's become harder :/
# ୨ with spam ⊹#IM ACTUALLY PROUD OF MYSELF#i used to write so soft#now it's like...soft#but i try to add lots of details#should i bring back 2022 rora#it would be cool#but im not sure i can write like that again#omg rora ranting in the tags?!!?#yass#anyways#keeping that fic for memory purposes only#it was cute tho#i was definitely onto something
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、ㅤ🪷 ⋆ ࣪ 午 MY LOVES (MOOTiEs) ᵎᵎ ✶ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 so srry for the tag.
THERE'S NO SPECIFIC ORDER,, IF I MISSED SOMEONE IM SO SORRY IT WASN'T INTENTIONAL JUST PLS LMK ASAP ILL ADD YOU!!
@jungqkook ( rora ) the writing goddess fr, all the talent in the world in one person you see. and she talks so sweet too? an actual creation of god.
@heesbaby ( cinna ) she's lovely, and so hardworking literally amazes and inspires me so much, one of my all time idols on here!
@heelvsted ( rin ) my girlfriend who is married to my other girlfriend. my solace, where i can rant freely, chem haters! if i could attend a halloween party with someone it'd be her!
@cornenhapovs ( cherrie ) the sunoo to my jungwon! we have so much in common you gonna be shocked,, we're twin flames
@taeghi ( ocean ) can you believe it? no? i can't believe it either. the literally the icon of enhypen blr the diamond gem and the apple of my eye, yes.
@jaylaxies ( aria ) the very very talented and cute honeybun who makes me nervous but i love her vibe and her blog and absolutely can't wait to get to know her more :)
@moon7jay ( xynia ) love love love her content and she's so talented and cool and hot, im burning away.. my shy and awkward partner if that makes sense, (secretly trying to seduce, don't tell her)
@alvojake ( kayla ) so nice and supportive, my new buddy who's got an amazing writing it makes me drool, would love to roast her but i have nothing on her right now,, one day..
@sserasin ( sage ) my wonyoung, crazed for all her content! her vibe is so hot i can't explain really. associate her with calm green and emerald eyes like a siren O_o
@pockettwinzz ( haze ) my girlfriend who is married to my other girlfriend. she's cute and she's mine, she's talented and she's mine, she's crazy and she's mine. back off.
@hooniehon ( claire ) her page is my secret den which has me intoxicated. my soul is trapped there forever and if i ever escape it's because i brought her with me.
@pprodsuga ( josephine ) apple pie, sweet and nice, classic and reliable. admire her a lot, she inspires me and i see my big sissy i never had in her.
hmu if you wanna be mutuals/frnds im always up for it!
MUTUALS I HAVEN'T TALKED TO BUT WOULD LOVE TO! (the way i got the shock of my life when i checked the mutual list and saw people i did not expect to be following me back)
@lilmashae
@sparklovespink
@gardenwons
@riftanswhore
@swanpetals
୨ৎ . . 𝓂o𝐨𝐭 𝓰a𝗺𝗲s ᵎᵎ
moots in prompt generator with bias and i rate them.
moots as tropes assigned with any idol.
moots as kpop idols they'd be.
moots as songs, webtoons and who'd be travel buddy + sibling vibes
moots as favorite drinks.
moots as kpop songs.
moots on the level of delulu-ness.
#totally wrote the good things on my own accord wasnt threatened at all ^^#. ` ˃̵ᴗ˂̵ ⭑ yeonie#﹙⪩⪨.﹚ 𝒎𝒚 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 ˃̵ᴗ˂̵#MUTUALS
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— defending them against everyone, even when they’re not there to witness it
Im going to do Raindrop bc there wasnt a specific ship o;
Rain was starting to grow annoyed and antsy. Dewdrop hadn’t shown up yet and his partner was running late. Rain knew it took Dew longer to get ready sometimes but today his fire ghoul had been running later than usual. Rain started pacing around until Omega stopped him.
“Stop worrying about him. He has done this since he was a water ghoul. Dewdrop doesn’t know how to keep time properly.” Omega spoke, lightly guiding Rain to the couch. Rain huffed at the larger ghoul.
“Stop it Megs… Dewdrop tries his best…” Rain muttered, playing with the frayed edges of his jeans. Next to him, Swiss snorted into his coffee.
“Listen Puddle, I love the shit head but boy can’t keep his head straight. And if he’s running this late then he’s either being fucked or doing the fucking. Gonna be a while I bet.” Swiss chuckled. Rain let out a low growl.
“Shut. Up. Just shut the fuck up Swisstopher Shane Robin. Dew maybe late at times and yeah sometimes he’s an ass, but you know what!? I fucking love him with all my heart and soul and I'm tired of everyone teasing him and complaining about him. Dewdrop is the sweetest fucking person ever when it’s just the two of us and I need everyone to just.. Back the fuck off and stop teasing him. It gets to be too much and while I'll never tire of defending him I'm so sick of it! Just be kind!!” Rain ranted, tears rolling down his cheeks. He scrubbed the tears away, getting up off the couch.
“Nobody bother me. I'm going to find my Dewdrop. Leave us alone for a bit.” Rain added, stomping away.
Swiss’ ears were pinned back and he let out a small whine. Omega patted him on the leg.
“Why don’t we let Rain cool off and we’ll apologize later.” Omega suggested. Swiss nodded, slightly huffing.
Meanwhile Rain had finally found Dew, the fire ghoul had just finished letting Aurora do their hair in two fishtail braids.
“Hey Kelpie. I was just comin down. Sorry it took so long, Rora wanted to do my hair. I hope that was -” Dewdrop was interrupted by Rain grabbing his silk shirt and tugging him into a deep kiss.
“I love you. I love you to the moon and back.” Rain whispered, pressing his forehead against Dew’s.
“I love you too Rain.” Dewdrop whispered back, not questioning the sudden kiss or the sudden I love you confession.
#chi answers#riverrrr#the band ghost#dewdrop ghoul#nameless ghouls#swiss ghoul#omega ghoul#rain ghoul#the band ghost ficlet#prompt#ily ricer
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don't bother wasting your time if you don't want to read me jumping from topic to topic- I'm serious it's a mess
this convo on a discord server I'm in got me thinking...
I never really considered running away- not in the meaning that I don't seek freedom, God no, I talked about my want for personal freedom in a school writing
But- when I seek it I don't see it in running away, not practical at all to me, I see it more in the future, but I've always been like this, I never look at where i am or where I was, I always focus on what's to come and I don't know if that's a good thing?
When I see liberty I see it in growing up, going to the German university for example, or a university where I get at least a year studying aboard, and I know many people say I won't enjoy it and I'll only long for home but- how would I know without trying?
I have strict parents, protective in other words, so I didn't get to experience alot of things, hell the first friends birhtday party I went to was in 7th grade, and every year before that I got invited but my mother never agreed, hell, my cousin always talks about how her childhood was playing outside with other kids in the neighbourhood, they talk about how we only ever sit at home, but then I think about how my mother never even let me get a chance, hell she bearly let me play with the other kids in the building in the garage-
Which for some reason reminds me how all my brothers knew and have memories with my maternal grandparents but that's a topic for another time ig.
I want a chance to live alone, to experience the responsibility, I've always fantasised about it, with many other things and the rest are mostly fantasy but this is something I could do in real life?? I want a chance st it I want to see if I can handle it, my introverted heart will love it I know that, but that's not the point.
i- I've always been mostly restricted from the outside world in one way or another, never developing social skills having always spent my time at home alone, snd my parents didn't exactly help, so I- I let it out in other places, the Internet, reading, paper, music and- idk where I'm going with this, partly that I now have unrealistic expectations of life
Partly related to romance too, I never experience that (obv) and yet I seem to fantasise it being like in the books, I expect dear future husband to be in love with me- to be a certain type of person, but in the culture I living in and the general place its like a 0.05% chance I'll ever get it, and I don't know why I even bother to continue fantasising but goddam it-
Its my way of escaping, it started when I was so so young, I don't remember a time where I didn't insert myself into fictional worlds to escape reality, even before I could read, snd now stopping seems impossible- is impossible
fuck I talk alot- maybe I should start a little notebook? Instead of letting it out on the Internet, especially when I won't have my phone- I could just write there- yeah I'll do that
For now I'll go insert myself into more fictional worlds starting with spn as I finish season 11 and start 12, aaannnddd this whole rant is on mama Rora and trav and freedom writer-
#Silver's dumb rant#Sorry if there are any spelling mistakes I got a stroke even writing it#But it feels good to let it all out somewhere ngl#Yeah I think I'll be doing this more often
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The weird time
Omg, can't believe that I can finally log-in to my tumblr page now after years of forgotting the password lol. I don't know why tumblr or google didn't work when I had tried to login many times. I just randomly remember about my page and try my luckiness maybe there's something I could fix. And the miracle just happened now *cries happily*.
Anyway, what year is now? Is already 2024!! Gosh, Its been 3 or 4 years I didn't post anything. Because so many things have happened in life that I couldn't update here. This place has always been my safe place to post any random thoughts, rants, and fangirls. Because none in real can't judge me here. I can all be myself. But, that's not the main reason why I prefer to write here. I just love the old-fashioned vibe when I was younger. Writing anywhere notebooks offline and online that's the way I could stay sane and rellevant to myself.
so, maybe I will be more active here if not I'm just too lazy or easily zone out from real life, lol.
Rora,
22 April 2024
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I posted 7,189 times in 2022
That's 5,767 more posts than 2021!
184 posts created (3%)
7,005 posts reblogged (97%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@princesseddie
@eddiemunsons-missingnipple
@middle--fingering
@rora-abdullah
@steddiesandwich
I tagged 311 of my posts in 2022
#joseph quinn - 66 posts
#joe keery - 33 posts
#teabights - 26 posts
#joseph quinn fanfiction - 17 posts
#eddie munson - 16 posts
#baby girl - 14 posts
#joseph quinn fan fic - 12 posts
#i love him - 12 posts
#joseph quinn fic - 11 posts
#please - 10 posts
Longest Tag: 79 characters
#the way jamie is like squatting is so cute and only helps prove how tiny joe is
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Rain
Summary: it was inspired by this tiktok audio its just a small blurb
Warning: minor panick attack, smoking
You can hear the sound of the rain hitting the window. It was driving you insane. It keeps you awake. You get up out of your bed. You move out of your room, rubbing your eyes. You see your best friend on the couch already, holding a cup of what you hope of decaf tea or hot chocolate. You sit down next to him.
"Rain driving you insane?" Joseph asks.
"It's coming down hard. Why are you up?" You ask. "It's 5am."
"I have a lot of things on my mind." He says.
"Like?" Your eyebrow raises at your best friend. You start to notice the dark circles around his eyes and the slight bag under them. His eyes are red and showing signs of tiredness. He never got any sleep. He hasn't slept yet.
"I don't know what your favorite shade green is and that's freaking me out right now. I don't know what your favorite font is. I don't know what surface you prefer riding your bike over. Cobblestone, fresh asphalt, are you a fine gravel in the woods kind of person." He says softly.
"Joseph." Your hand rests on his knee. "Go get some sleep." Your words are soft.
"What's the worst haircut you ever got as a kid and why isn't that picture in my phone? Which historical time period would you visit if you could time travel? Fuck, I don't even know if you want to time travel. I don't know your favorite super power." Joseph continues on the rant.
"Joey, go sleep." You try to encourage.
"I can't. I can't get you out of my head." He informs you.
If you answer these questions, maybe he'll sleep. You take a breath before starting. "Mint green. Times New Roman. Fresh Asphalt. I was in second grade and my mom gave me a bowl cut. I would visit the Viking era. Magneto's powers would be cool." You hope that was enough to put the man out.
"Magneto? Really?" He asks.
"Yeah, to be able to control metal, sick." You say with a smile.
He finishes his drink, hot chocolate. "I am going to go lay down."
"Do you want me to join you?" You ask, more for your own sake. There have been plenty of times where you two shared a bed.
"I-i think I am good." He says, clear exhaustion is huffed out as he stands up.
"Okay." You say softly.
He walks himself to bed. You sit there and run a hand through your hair. You think of his demanding questions. You get up from your spot and walk down the hall. You peek into his room, hearing him snore. He is out. You walk to your room. You climb back into bed, trying to sleep more.
The time ticked from 5am to 7am, you slept until 6:30. You get up from your bed. You move yourself down the hall, holding your phone. You peek into Joseph's room again, his snores were louder. He definitely is in a deep sleep. You walk into his room. You slide into bed next to him. Your arm moves to hook around him. You push your face against his back. Your eyes close and you breathe in his scent. You end up asleep.
You wake up around noon. Joseph isn't in bed. You only remember vaguely falling asleep in his bed. You move out of the bed. You walk yourself into the kitchen, yawning a little.
"Good morning." He says softly.
"Hey." You start to fix yourself a cup of coffee.
"Thanks for uh, the snuggle. It helped calm my thoughts." He says.
"No problem. My brain was loud last night." You say.
"Rain?" His word is simple.
"Uh, yeah." You say that sounds like the obvious logical answer.
You sip your coffee as you move to grab a cigarette out of the container on the table and the lighter. You put the cigarette between your lips and walk out to the balcony. You put your coffee on the table out there. You light your cigarette first then pick up your coffee. You take a long drag before blowing it out then take a sip of coffee. You sit on the little cool cement. Everything was still slightly damp for the storm. You look back at the house as you take a drag. You look out at the view as you blow the smoke out. You feel tears start to prick at your eyes. You wipe your eyes with the back of your hand. You take a sip of coffee after. Soon the tears start streaming down your face as you start to cry.
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Ready To Make Some Magic?
Summary: You and Joseph kinda hate each other, but will a certain scene change that for you guys ?
Warning: SMUT 18+ MINORS DNI (dom!reader x sub!joseph quinn)
AN: this started out with a tiktok inspiration and apparently i just got too !!! While writing it so. If you dont like then sorry
You curse as you hold the cigarette in your mouth. You dig in your pockets, trying to find the lighter that wasn't there. You roll your eyes as you glance over at Joseph who was standing a few feet away, texting on his stupid phone, with a lit cigarette hanging out of his lips. You walk over to your co-star and stand in front of him.
"Quinn, can I bum a light?" You ask, taking the cigarette out of your lips.
"What? You brought a whole pack of cigarettes and no lighter? Left your head at home today?" His words are like fire to your ears.
"Listen, I am having a hard day. Can you stop being an ass and light my cigarette?" You ask him in one last attempt before you are ready to just go without a cigarette.
"Yeah, whatever." He says.
You put the cigarette back between your lips and instead of pulling out a lighter, Joe pulls his cigarette out from his lips, singeing the end of your cigarette with his own cherried cigarette. You inhale it and make it light. He pulls his cigarette back, placing it between his lips again. That pulls a weird turn in your stomach. It was awfully sensual for no reason.
"Are you going to be able to focus now?" He asks.
"Uh, yeah, cheers." You say as you feel a blush creep on your face, letting out a little smoke.
You walk back over to where you originally were, just to help hide your face from him.
"Oh, now that you got your light, you hate me again?" He jokes.
"I don't hate you, Quinn." You speak out the lie. You think you love him?
"That's news to me. When did you start liking me?" He raises an eyebrow at you.
"Uh, I think you've become more bearable to be around, not necessarily like you." You say.
"Ah, sure love." He says with a wink.
Joe finishes his cigarette, tossing the butt to the ground, and stomping it out. He walks across and gazes at you. You see him eyeing you up. Your cheek flush again as you focus on your cigarette. After your cigarette, you find your way back to the main set. Your eyes watching the scene going. Joseph is not missing a beat. His lines come flowing out of his lip so perfectly. You are so amazed that he was just that good. You sit in your little chair. He catches you staring at him, giving you a little wink, which makes your cheeks heat up yet again. He continues with the speech about love to the other character. Wait… does he feel the same way? The scene ends and they stay still in their spots. The director goes over the scene and dismisses them from the scene.
“Okay, y/n, get in there. You feeling better now?” the director asks.
“Yes, I am sorry.” You say as you get on the set.
You do your whole solo scene, not noticing that Joseph was watching the entire time. He was always amazed by your acting, just like you are of him. He thought you are one of the best actors that he’s ever worked with, even on your off day. You walk off of set after the director yells cut. They talk to you for a brief moment before dismissing you. You walk over to sit in your little chair again.
“You’re so brilliant.” Joseph says from his chair.
“What?” You ask.
“You are so good at this. You know how to capture people into the scene. I felt like I was right there with you, feeling everything you felt.” He responds to you.
“Uh, thank you. You are pretty good too. You make it look so easy.” You say as you pull your phone from the pouch on your chair.
“Thank you.” Joseph says. “Hey, there is a little club near my apartment, do you want to go tonight at like 9?”
“Uh… who else is going?” You ask.
“Probably some crew members…” He responds, lying to her.
“Okay, yeah, I’ll see how I feel.” You say.
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Sick Proposal
Summary: Reader is sick and Joseph is on Jimmy Fallon that night.
Warning: fluff
Wrapping your blanket around yourself tightly, you watch the screen of the live viewing of your boyfriend's talk show interview.
"Joseph Quinn everyone!" Jimmy Fallon says loudly and the cheers are so loud.
The cheers die down and Joseph speaks. "Hi Jimmy."
"Hey man, how have you been since last time you were here?" Jimmy asks.
"Uh, could be better. My girl is stuck in bed, sicker than a dog." Joseph says.
"What? Girl?" Jimny says.
You see Joseph’s face lights up. "Yeah, she's got bad allergies right now, which is the worst because she gets whiney because she doesn't get sick that often. So, I was about to board my plane and she calls and goes "Joooey!" She calls me Joey the most, especially when she's sick." His face flushes.
"Was she okay?" Jimmy asks.
"She just told me that she hopes I get home soon. I had to tell her first thing in the morning, I will be on my way home." Joseph informs.
"How long have you two been going out?" Jimmy asks.
"Two years…" Cheers fill the room and he'e cheesin'. "Yeah, she's great. She runs lines with me. She's a high school theatre teacher, so she always asks for my help with her plays and stuff."
"That's very cool!" Jimmy's lips are in a smile.
The rest of the interview goes on. You still feel bad, but you think it's cute that he talked about. You watch them go to commercial after Jimmy thanks him for coming out. You grab your phone and wait a couple of minutes and call Joseph.
"Joeeeeey." You say with a smile.
"Hi darling. Did you like the interview? Was that okay?" He asks and you can hear the worry in his voice.
"Joey, I don't care what or who you tell people. I just wanted to let you know that the navy was a better choice than the emerald." You say.
You two had an in depth conversation about the suits Gucci was lending him. He thought the navy was more classic, but the emerald was more fun. You said that he's worn navy the most in interviews and they compliment his eyes better. He agreed with you.
"Yeah, I am glad you thought I looked good." Joseph says with a laugh.
"You could wear a brown paper bag and I'd think that you are so hot." You say.
"That’s not true, you've called my brown suits paper bags before and commented on how much you despised them." He says with a laugh.
"I just don't like brown, but you look so good in brown. It's hard." You say with a chuckle.
"Baby, they wanna do a few press photos and then I can slip on to the hotel room. I'll talk to you later. Go check the freezer. I love you." He says.
"Okay, I love you." You say then hang up.
You pull the blanket around your body nice and snug after you get up. You walk to the kitchen and open the freezer. He had gotten your favorite ice cream because he knew that'll help freeze out that small fever you have. You pick it up, closing the freezer. You find a spoon and sit back down in the same spot. You dig into your ice cream, eating a little bit more of it then you intended. You get up from the couch and put the ice cream in the freezer. You toss the spoon in the sink. Within moments you curl up in bed, your phone in your grips. Joseph calls you about five minutes later.
"You're so sweet." You say as you answer the phone.
"How are you feeling babe? Have you taken anything?" He asks.
"Uh, I just took some medicine." You lie, but it's not that big of a deal, you'll take some before going to sleep. "I am feeling a little better. I am finally getting breathing in my nose. I feel so gross being a mouth breather."
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#2
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716 notes - Posted September 5, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
I know everyone writes Eddie as a dom, but like HES SO SUBBY UGH
LOOK AT HIM WITH HIS HANDS BEHIND HIS BACK LIKE A GOOD LITTLE BOY
HOW INNOCENT HIS FUCKING EYES LOOK WHATEVER NASTY BITCH
2,055 notes - Posted August 20, 2022
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In light of recent Instagram posts, I am going to rant for a quick second.
I am just so so so SO incredibly happy that Marianas Trench always find ways to incorporate a symphonic sound in their works that it has become such an important element in their sound as a whole.
Which is also partly due to Josh himself composing the music ( that in itself is an incredible feat. It’s one thing that is for a few instrument like guitar and piano, but a whole damn orchestra???? Like GIVE ME A SHARE OF YOUR DAMN TALENT). If someone else had composed it, it would not sound like Marianas Trench but rather more of an interpretation of what that person thinks Marianas Trench sounds like. I don’t mean that it will necessarily be bad but it will just lack in some areas because Yknow, not everyone has the same interpretation of things which includes music. If I make any sense lol.
As we have seen how music has changed over the past years/decades, the amount of real instruments has decreased (mostly in pop music tbh) with only having a few string instruments as accompaniment if any at all. No other classical instruments had been used as much other than the occasional saxophone and the rest is just the basic guitars and drums. Classical/symphonic music is not as popular as it was Yknow all those centuries ago. Most People don’t have the attention span anymore to listen to an 1 hour of just instruments and find it tedious and boring which causes them to miss out on the way the how magical the music was and how awesome it is to play instruments that are not as flashy as a guitar lol.
However, that doesn’t mean there aren’t any artists that do bring those classical instruments and they have my whole hearted adoration tbh. For example, Lizzo who brings a classical instrument (the flute) into the modern world of music in her own way which is so rad. Let me tell you, the moment I saw a video of her playing the flute like that in one of her video perfomances I was so happy and floored. I play flute (so I’m a little bias) and I was just astounding by how much it fit in with these modern type songs. Which speaking of flute, another favorite band of mind that incorporates the flute is Jethro Tull. And Oh my gosh, one would think a flute would not belong in rock music, but these guys make a flute sound rocking and AHHH. Another favorite band of is Apocalyptica which is another rock band made up of 4 cello players and a drummer. They make symphonic rock music and it sounds amazing. And there are tons more artists out there I bet.
Im going of on a little tangent but what I was trying to say is that these artist saw how amazing classical music but realize that they just need to adapt it to the modern ages. AND I LOVE WHEN THEY DO THAT!!!
Which brings me back to Marianas Trench. They bring back these orchestral pieces with traditional elements but twist them enough to fit in this modern era. They say “hey! Orchestras and symphonies can rock too” and that music is made to simmer on your ears and create an experience with using only sounds. Not just to be consume quickly as most people do.
I just wanted to thank Marianas Trench, josh Ramsay, for putting in his heart, soul and effort into incorporating symphonies in this modern world where orchestral music is not appreciated enough. I love them so much and that is one of the reasons why they are my favorite band in the world 🥰🥰
#sorry for such a long post#shut up rora#it’s just god I love when artists do that#and i would really love to be in a symphony working with Josh Ramsay#i would also really would like for him to score a movie sometimes#composers are so cool#I WANT HIS TALENT AND SKILLS!!!!#god I loved them#i hope I made sense tho#i feel like I didn’t make any sense#i might delete later#it’s like 10 and I just wanted to rant#marianas trench#josh ramsay#matt webb#mike ayley#ian cassleman
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If you or a loved one has met a crazy douchebag named Rora you may be entitled to financial compensation, please call the number belo-
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my hugest pet peeve in trigun fanfic is when wolfwood gets called a mutt or a stray or otherwise treated as animalistic in a demeaning sense. i can handle it maybe if it's by a character who is meant to be comically evil but when it comes from someone who is supposed to be nuanced/morally grey/someone wolfwood doesn't like but isn't a bad person, or god FORBID coming from his romantic interest.... it immediately takes me out no matter how good the fic is otherwise. it also bothers me when people write vash just standing there while it happens. not vash's white ass letting his brown boyfriend get demeaned by his white brother
#rora rants#new tag#because i dont want to toss this with the rambles#but it's my truth. i will always feel this#i mean frankly i feel this about all dog comparisons wrt wolfwood#because i think it is dehumanising#and i know that is in line with themes that are already present in wolfwoods writing#but sometimes its just like you can tell when the writer thinks the degradation is hot#and i'm here to tell you it's really damn weird for a white writer to be writing about a brown character this way#or getting off on a brown character being called these things#'mutt' ??? fr????#well regardless. sighs#the dog stuff can be done very well#but lets not bring even more racially charged metaphors into play here unless youre willing to unpack it#wolfwood should not be getting degraded by his romantic partners in that way#and i understand vash and knives are not human but... they Look white
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I saw the Disney ask, so I need to know: does Maxi like Musicals? (Phantom of the Opera, Hamilton, Into The Woods, Etc.)
(Oh, Nonny. When I say this ask sent me right back into a musical theater spiral as an ex-theater kid lmao <3 Sorry for the delay, this just required Research!!)
Mathilde, being a would-be Southern Belle matriarch of her time, absolutely believed in her children being cultured. Any play or performance she could get them to, in New Orleans (still admittedly a backwater compared to where she grew up, but the best she had to work with at the time), she would insist on taking Maxi and Rora - and Hector, if he was staying with them at the time - even if only for the afternoon, even if she wound up driving them there by herself because Vincent insisted it was "ridiculous" and that the kids (the boys especially) had more important things to focus on.
So, one cool autumn evening in 1994, she packed the then thirteen year old Hector and twelve year old Maxi and Rora into the family car (not the Hearse, mind you) and took them to New Orleans to see the first touring production of Phantom of the Opera.
And while Hector was bored and Rora was looking through her mother's opera glasses only to see the costumes (and maybe secretly the kissing scenes), little Maxi sat there, something lighting up in his pre-pubescent brain, and he was immediately and utterly smitten.
He went through a long, hard phase of wanting to be a theater kid until his dad quashed that permanently when he was starting high school, but that didn't stop him from being quietly obsessed with certain musicals when he thought no one was paying attention, right up there with the horror movies he adored.
Somewhere, under the twin bed in Maxi's childhood bedroom, there's absolutely a well-loved Phantom t-shirt from that first performance, faded from so many washes and full of holes. If you look hard enough, there might even be a yellowed plastic half-mask, that he will swear up and down he never wore once, just kept it "For decoration, y'know, when I was in that phase. I just kept it on my wall, sugar, it's not a big deal!"
-- despite the fact he absolutely did wear it when he was home alone/lurking about his room in the middle of the night, playing the cassette on a walkman he also wore the hell out. Because when you're a romantically-inclined teenager who's already weird and morbid and comes from a very dark family, it might be a little too easy to over-relate to a man who hides in the shadows but falls in love with some beautiful girl he can never have, because there's a much more sensible option for her Right There.
(If you ever surprise him with tickets to a touring performance, he would be over the moon excited in a way you might not have expected. Just be prepared on the drive home for him to go on a very controlled mini-rant about why of course Raoul and Christine make perfect sense, but also, maybe the Phantom didn't have to be banished to the depths of the catacombs forever, y'know? Like, sure, he killed some people, but most of them were dicks, so it evens out! No, he’s not projecting at all, why do you ask?!)
If you ask Hector, whether you're His or Maxi's or even Rora's, he might have some polaroids of this little spectacle he took whenever Maxi was too caught up in his solo performance to notice onlookers, and he'll probably be delighted to share them with an interested party.
…If you mention to Maxi you, in fact, wouldn’t mind it if he wanted to wear the mask in a more intimate setting, he would absolutely spring for a new, much more durable version than the one that lived under his old bed forever.
The other musical he probably latched onto the hardest (besides Phantom of the Paradise to accompany his original Phantom obsession) - because for him it was more about content than composer, so he has no real skin in any ALW vs. Sondheim fights - was, predictably, Sweeney Todd. This one he probably got a little more into when he was older, and while he maybe didn't fall as deeply in love with this one as he did Phantom, it did inspire him to try out straight razors for a bit as his weapon of choice when he was still undergoing "preparations" with Vincent, alongside Hector. (It didn't last long - a scalpel just feels more natural in his hand, as cool as the straight razors look, and it's just neater when it comes to the spray.) He maybe first encountered this one as a soundtrack first, because I'm not sure if he'd be old enough to catch the first touring company ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
...There was a long period where he wondered if the only logical way he would end up, when he was his dad's age, was like Sweeney - mad and ruined by his own heartbreak and need for revenge, but without even a memory of someone he could say he loved, because he figured that would just be impossible for him. The Phantom hadn't always been a monster, and neither had Benjamin Barker, but it was literally in his blood. If they were condemned to darkness and a lonely death, what hope was there for him, who was evil from the start?
(Though this would usually be interrupted by Rora flicking him in the ear or Hector whacking him over the head and reminding him to pay attention, it was his turn to sew up the dead guy on the table.)
Though he isn't into any as much as those two, he'd like any of the predictably odd ones - Little Shop of Horrors, Rocky Horror Picture Show (go on and guess who he went as for shadowcasts when he could sneak away from the House in his late teens/early twenties). He wasn't so much into the standards/contemporaries, like Grease, although he likes Hairspray! even if he doesn't watch it a lot. He definitely liked Dream Girls, but same deal. He liked?? The original Cats well enough?? Though the new one sets off every Danger slasher sense he has lmao. He likes West Side Story fine, and if he and Hector happen to watch it together now, they'll likely randomly start aggressively dancing and snapping at each other jets vs. sharks style bc ofc. Into the Woods is interesting, he's always liked the soundtrack, and he and Hector will likely recreate the staging of "Agony!" for a few days after y'all watch the recent movie adaptation together. RENT definitely made him cry when he first heard it when he was younger, but it doesn't quite have the same effect now.
For the newer stuff, he'd definitely be into things like Repo! The Genetic Opera (guesses for shadowcast costumes also open for this one), and he'd likely be interested in Heathers, since he saw the movie in theaters. He adores 9 to 5 because Dolly Parton is a saint, he's always wanted to see Hot Damn! It's the Loveland Frog, and he'd be ridiculously enchanted by Wicked (even though he's read the book). Would he have a giant crush on Elphaba for being able to turn her back immediately on power when it was offered to her and the process not take her years of grappling and self-doubt? Yes! He'd probably also love Fun Home, because hello, that feels familiar on multiple counts lmao
The most recent one he's probably gotten himself attached to is Waitress - I see him being absolutely charmed by it and its sweetness, and he's probably prone to humming "Bad Idea," "I Didn't Plan It," or "She Used to Be Mine" under his breath out of the whole show.
w/ Hamilton, he likely heard the soundtrack via streaming like the rest of us, and it's certainly catchy - it didn't quite capture his fascination like some of the previous ones, but he was really interested in the undercurrent of death throughout the show, because how could he not be? He probably found himself interchanging between "Wait For It" and "Hurricane" on repeat in the prep room for Reasons after he first heard it, and he maybe caught a bootleg on youtube when he was bored one night, but he isn't exactly burning to go see it live. If you want to go, though, he'd be more than happy to take you.
And chances are it'd probably be at the same theater he saw Phantom at when he was little. :)
(I, however, happened to be perfectly primed for liking Hamilton when it dropped, having just graduated from college and being scared to death of life without my friends post-grad and not having a job lined up, so I listened to it a bit too much when I was going through some real bad insomnia spells. It's not without its flaws, obvi, but I think the poppy optimism of Act I was kind of what I needed at the time. :'D It's super cheesy, but here's the lyrics that remind me most of each of them, 90% divorced from their contexts within the songs:
Rora - "The world has no right to my heart." from Burn/"I am the one thing in life I can control/I am inimitable, I am an original" from Wait For It
Maxi - "...I couldn't seem to die" from Hurricane/"And you would smile, and that would be enough" from It's Quiet Uptown
Hex - "Mom, I'm so sorry/for forgetting what you taught me [...] I would always change the line." from Stay Alive/"Can I be real a second? For just a millisecond?/Let down my guard and tell the people how I feel a second?" from Right Hand Man (also kind of Room Where It Happens, but only how it could possibly relate to trying to obtain the mantle)
All - "Death doesn't discriminate, between the sinners and the saints/It takes, and it takes, and it takes" - Wait For It
"Your Obedient Servant" could easily describe Maxi and Rora when they were teens, or Maxi and Hector while their dads were pitting them against them each other growing up. Maxi is always Hamilton in these match-ups, especially "Here's an itemized list of thirty years of disagreements" bc he's organized as hell about his arguments, the little Virgo.
...give me time and I might also end up doing this with Waitress and Heathers, but oh man, I've inflicted enough on y'all tonight. Thanks for asking, Nonny! :) This question was a lot of fun for me, getting to revisit some of the shows I loved back when!)
#nice people#nonny!#maxi morvant#hector morvant-casares#rora morvant#morvant mortuary#monsterkisser fics#HEAD FIRST! INTO THE ABYSS~
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Faraine #10: The Vala Rant
Okay, this is not my normal „oh that happened today" diary entry. This is a rant about an annoying person. That person is Vala Silverview. Oh sorry, I meant Vala Silverview, Crown Princess of Ossory. You might ask what is Ossory never heard of it. That's probably because you are not a dwarf from that small Kingdom on Daerune. So back to Vala the annoying Dwarf, who decided I'm the person she wants to annoy. To every other person, it looks like Vala is a nice noble person who treats everybody with respect. But for some reason, she decided I'm the one person who don't deserve the respect. What did I do to her to deserve that?
Let's start at the beginning. During a very interesting Lesson about healing given by my friend Eira. I accidentally tripped and touched that dwarf a bit. I, the kind person I am, wanted to give her an apology for it, but did she let me apologize? No, she immediately started about how she normally doesn't allow somebody to sit on her lap until she knows the name of that person. As if I tried to sit on her lap I was not even close to her lap. Stupid dwarf girl with her imagination. You think that was bad? Wait until I tell you more. After we got all poisoned or something (yeah yeah I will tell you about it but this is not a normal diary entry this is a rant)Vala did a good job with helping everybody. I think she saved Eira's life. That was nice of her. So again the kind person I am I thought I should go thank her for what she did. But when I told her that she went on some story trip about how she is a good person and doesn't deny pretty elf girls on her lap. As if my thank was about that stupid incident during the lesson. She wanted to know my name again and before I could even justify myself and say that my thank was for the saving of people not about something that never happened she already started to invent a name for me. Luna just because I'm an elf and have a connection to the moons and stars.
At that point, I was already pretty confused and explained to her that my name Faraine Rora is but that she should call me Far. However instead of accepting that she started about how she doesn't do „fake" names, unless she is the one giving it, and will call me Faraine. But it got worse she added, that maybe she should just stay with Luna and that I should call her your majesty and other things like that. As if I would call her that every day. However when I wanted to say that to her instead of giving me a real name to call she told me I can choose 3 names that I want to call her and she will have three names to call me. As if that would make anything better! I still can't explain why I just didn't play her game and walked away. Maybe she enchanted me to not walk away, I don't know. Anyway, I stayed and made the mistake and stayed. She decided she would call me from now on 'Farfar', 'Luna' or the worst of them all 'Sweetie' as if I'm her girlfriend or something. Sure I always dreamed of a princess as a girlfriend but for sure not such an annoying arrogant dwarf lady, who thinks she is better than me and can get what she wants just because she is a princess, what I'm btw still not sure is even true. But back to the story. Now I needed 3 really annoying nicknames for her so that she would cancel the game. I went with 'Valy', 'Shorty', since she is a dwarf even if she is only 10 cm shorter than me, and last 'Sugar' just to counter her 'Sweetie'. Did she react as I wanted? No, she did not she even laughed about the names and accepted them. I think she might even be disappointed that I don't call her 'Sugar' more often. What a strange girl.
Now you think okay that was bad that must have been it. But no it got even worse. Later that day we all went to one of the lakes of the falls. I jumped in and teased some of my friends in and offered them a swimming lesson. I thought it would be a fun experience for me and my friends. So I offered it to everybody who wants them. Obviously, I only meant my friends but Valy over there probably thought okay this might be a good way to taunt 'Poor little Farfar'. So she stripped down to her underwear in front of me (and everybody else) and probably enjoyed taunting me with her hot body. Now there were 3 people to teach Violet, Cory, and Shorty that dwarf girl. We teamed up in two groups and instead of being able to work with one of my friends I had to end up with our little princess. Long story short she taunted me the whole lesson and then even dared to show that she really is a great swimmer and only played me.
Now a secret for you, diary. The worst thing is during the walk I took to cool down, I realized I am definitely attracted by her body. But no way I will ever admit that to anyone and especially not to that arrogant dwarf. What I decided to do is mostly just ignore her and if I have to interact with her I will just act as if I don't care at all about her and won't show how much she annoys me. I just have to stay away from any places where she could remove any clothing, not to get caught gazing at her, that would be embarrassing.
#Faraine Rora#Magical Readathon#The Novice Path#kerador#elf#master#urban#Orilium#with Violet#with Vala Silverview
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okay lowkey miss ranting bout our oc’s a lot? king’s reaction to rora and bill? modern or canon, you choose!
me too,,, talk to me more coward (this has been a polite threat brought to you by me)
“WOW OKAY GO OFF THEN” he’d be slightly surprised but really happy overall. “everyone is getting boyfriends but m-“
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Alistair x Rora: “meh” at first sight
#alistair was like#she seems alright#rora was not impressed#they did become friends pretty quickly after that#but the love came much later#rosie rants
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Pick one, because I couldn't pick oops: ✖, ♚, ➸, ✿, ☂, ☾
i tell you to give me one, you give me six, so you’re gonna get as much as i can write.*cracks knuckles* let’s go
{ ✖ } —- your muse is dying. my muse is about to find that out.
“Aurora’s what?” Darius stared at Amanda in front of him, mind processing the words over and over again.
In front of him, Amanda stuttered and stammered, nervously playing with her fingers but none of her words registered in his mind. The only thing replaying over and over were the three words that wouldn’t stop echoing:
Aurora is dying.
Their relationship back in Omerta had touched something in Darius that he had never revisited since. It was what some may consider a breakthrough in his emotions, only for him to close up once more the moment Aurora left without a word. It wasn’t just him.
She had left everybody, so he supposed that was why it didn’t hurt all that much.
Now, however, there was a dull ache in both Darius’ head and chest at the realization that the only person who had even made a chip in his stone walls would suddenly cease to exist.
“Amanda.” He interrupted her mid-sentence, feeling like he was moving slower than he could process.
“You need to take me to her.” Darius demanded, voice firm and slow. He was sure that Amanda would have done it without any question, but Darius couldn’t help cast his ability on her, the desire to follow his instructions infiltrating Amanda’s mind.
Even through Darius’ muddled thoughts, one remained clear:
He was going to find who hurt her, and end them.
{ ♚ } —- my muse proposes to your muse.
Darius and Aurora were eating lunch together, neither one of them wearing pants as they sat comfortably in his bed. In the background, the sounds of a long forgotten reality TV show played, merely white noise to the conversation that they were having.
Currently, Aurora was ranting about how someone had ruined her day, or something and another. To be honest, Darius hadn’t been listening for the past five minutes.
Instead, he was thinking about Aurora’s high cheekbones, and how her hair bounced with every movement of her head. Darius was thinking about her sharp gaze that matched her piercing yet beautiful eyes.
Darius thought about how rarely somebody voluntarily chose to stick around him, how Aurora was one of the few to have gotten through to him back in Omerta.
And so the words left his mouth without much thought.
“Marry me, ‘Rora.” Darius interrupted, meeting Aurora’s stunned expression with a nonchalant blink and a shrug.
“…tax benefits.” Darius continued, taking another bite of his cereal.
After a moment of silence, Aurora let out a shocked laugh, followed by a smack to Darius’ arm.
“Dar! You can’t…you can’t just say something like ‘tax benefits’ after asking me to marry you!” Aurora stared at Darius in disbelief.
Meanwhile, Darius merely shrugged again.
“…we get along well enough together. It’s an idea.” Darius glanced up at her with a small smile. “Think about it.”
{ ➸ } —- my muse is panicking, and your muse must calm them down.{ ✿ } —- my muse kisses yours out of the blue. (gonna reverse this one for this if u DON’T MIND)
Darius could count on one hand the number of times he had cried in the past, and even less the number of times he cried in front of someone else.
Connections led to emotions and emotions led to connections which led to weakness and vulnerability. It led to Darius curled into a ball against his desk, fingernails digging into his palms as he tried to catch his breath.
Darius hated this. He hated this.
Nothing felt worse than being out of control, being unable to stop gasping for air, being unable to stop the running running running running running running thoughts.
It was in these moments, these rare moments that Darius was in touch with his emotions. Was this how other people dealt with grief? Could others barely breathe while crying, barely be able to think? It was awful.
Darius wanted to go back to being callous, to being his usual calm self.
Unfortunately for Darius, the news of his father dying struck a chord that Darius himself barely knew was there.
Darius had left Omerta. He left his family behind despite the fact that he never had anything against his parents. They did their best to raise a well-rounded son. It wasn’t their fault he was so fucked in the head.
Darius had left his father and now he was dead.
Darius had left and now he was dead he left and he was dead he left and he was dead he left and he was dead he left and he was dead he left and he was dead he left and he was dead -
“Darius! Darius, listen to me. Look at me. Look at me.” Aurora’s voice was a lighthouse that shone through the foggy mess of his thoughts. But then her hands came to grip Darius’ wrists and they began glowing and something in him snapped.
“Don’t touch me!” Darius thoughtlessly raised a hand, a violent flick enough to send Aurora flying across the floor. Stunned at his own power, Darius breathed in and out and in and out and in and out, scrubbing his face with a hand.
A monster.
“…sorry…I’m sorry…” Darius mumbled, the apology getting lost into his clammy, trembling hand.
Fully prepared for Aurora to have left the room by now, he was startled to see her slowly make her way towards him once more. In one swift movement, Aurora took his face into her warm hands and pressed her lips to Darius’, immediately resulting in his hyperventilating coming to a temporary stop.
The soft glow that emanated from Aurora’s palms was warm and soothing. Reflexively, Darius’ hand came to claw at her hand, only for it to fall limp as the warmth spread through his body.
Darius found that his eyes had been shut when he slowly pulled away, his earlier rapid breathing slowing into a few hiccups.
For once, Darius forgot about his walls and let himself succumb to the exhaustion his breakdown had put him through. He let his eyes remain closed as his head lay against Aurora’s shoulder. Darius’ eyebrows were still furrowed tensely, but the state that his body was in now was nothing compared to the lack of control he had felt just minutes before.
“…never bring this up again. Ever” Darius said through gritted teeth, palms still curled into fists, though the conviction was lost in the slight tremble wavering in his voice.
An explanation for Aurora would come later, but for now, Darius just wanted to rest. And for once in a long while, he didn’t want to be alone.
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