(Happy Halloween everyone!! Been a little while but I'm doing swell...! Depression ain't got nothing on me! Is that a double negative? Anyway, as a treat with no tricks, have a fanfiction written for my stunning girlfriend @queenticklusselena. She's the best and deserves the best.)
Guitar Lessons
"Tatiaaaanaaaa!"
Tatiana gasped, being brought out from the mountains of paper work. She didn't realize when the sunset melted into her windows how late it was. With the glimmer of the sun struggling to stay light while it disappears beyond the tall buildings of the city, Tatiana knew she worked more than five hours lost in letters and numbers. Nonetheless, with a shake of her head and a sip from her now cold coffee, she looked over to a screen, showing who was outside her office.
There stood Mayday, beaming into the camera like it had asked her to say cheese. Her big eyes and flashy grin showed she was ecstatic for something. Tatiana pressed a button and spoke.
"Mayday, what brings you here?"
"Uuh guitar lessons!? Zuke is out today and I called this morning! Remember? I wanna learn from the ultimate legend Kuul Fyra!!"
With little rummaging in her head, Tatiana found the memory and sighed. How could she forget? Well, a break maybe could be needed. After all, she wouldn't want to fall short of steam when she was so close to being done with managing the power of the whole city. She pressed another button, initiating a click of a lock.
Mayday burst in like the remaining sunlight, whooping and jumping. "Yes yes yes yes! Oooh man I cant wait to learn from your BEST songs!! Like like Green Thumbs, Fire Tongues! Flash Like A Sun and You're Already A Star! Or or or!"
She pulled up a record mid breath intake, it showing Tatiana's younger self with her famous guitar, the flames of hell behind her licking all over the cover.
"Life Can Be Hell, Thank God! That one is LE-GEN-DAR-Y!!"
"Alright alright take a breath," Tatiana giggled. She admitted it was adorable to see her to excited. It reminded her of herself right before a show. Nervous jitters, shaky knees and fingers, heart about to tear from her chest… but more than anything, ready to take the world on by storm. She would never diminish this feeling from such a young and talented artist.
With Mayday finally caught up with her lungs, Tatiana went to a closet and pulled out a purple guitar. It has a triangle shape at the end, silver strings, lavender flames and what looked like rubies lining the edge. Mayday gasped in with a squeak.
"The guitar from your second release…!"
"Mmhmm. Jasmine. Been with me since the beginning."
Tatiana rubbed the body of her guitar before taunting the strings. Still beautiful as ever. Felt so right in her hands, what made her go into music in the first place. "Shall we?"
"YES!! I kept on holding my breath on every minute because I thought my breath was slowing down time!!"
Laughing, Tatiana put herself on her chair as Mayday plopped herself on the desk, knocking over papers. A sigh escaped, but at least that would be the least troubling thing to happen today. Or… she thought.
During their lessons, Mayday kept on taking the spotlight, did little pranks like glitter bombing the guitar case, being a little butt the whole afternoon. The girl must still have all sorts of energy from waiting endlessly. … Poor girl. She has to get those out somehow, right?
After another glitter bomb and a fourth helping of laughter from Mayday, Tatiana forced one with her and put her guitar on the table and wiped herself off.
"Let's take a break, shall we?"
"Yeah, if you want!"
Mayday followed suit, leaning on the desk and dropping the guitar on it. Tatiana shook her head and picked up the guitar again.
"We'll take a break from playing, but you need to work on your posture."
"My posture? I'm not some frou frou…!"
"No," Tatiana agreed. "But posture is very important. Take it from… er… well from Kuul Fyra."
Mayday had been a fan since she had her first song out. If anything, Mayday wouldn't trade this moment for any amount of money or burgers. Then again, she COULD just use the money to get burgers and technically she would have both BUT she still wouldn't give that up.
"Okay yeah yeah! Posture!"
"Now," the white woman began. "Set apart your feet so they match where your shoulders are. This creates a permanent stability."
Mayday did as she was told, looking at her shoulders and then feet to see if they were perpendicular, then nodded.
"Got it!"
"Place the strap on the opposing shoulder of your dominant hand."
"Psssh old school, I know that…!"
"Then show me."
Mayday swiftly did with a grin on her face until she heard Tatiana tisk away.
"What? What what? What's wrong?"
"See, you have your guitar away from you like it's a disease. Is your guitar a disease?"
"No no no! I love it! I love it so much!"
"Then act like it. Push it close to you, hug it, know it. And the strap here, make sure it hits right between your neck and shoulder right here."
Tatiana pressed the spot, making Mayday squeak and snort out before slamming her hands onto her face rather loudly with a roaring blush. "Is something wrong?"
There was no way Mayday was going to let Tatiana know she was ticklish. This was KUUL FYRA! What would she think? What if she thought she was too childish to be something huge? What if she was too childish to even be taught?
"Gah, uh nothing! Nah everything's chill!"
"... Mmhmm." Tatiana sounded uncertain but she knew. In fact, she hoped it was true. She begged to the lords above for this orange bundle of excitement was ticklish. "Anywho, next your torso."
"What? Like my gut?"
"Not just your gut. Your sides need to be free and loose."
With that, Tatiana put her giant hands on Mayday's sides and squeezed. That time, Mayday couldn't contain it and let out squeal like a pig and then an uproar of laughter as she wobbled about. "Now your tension should not be held in your torso. See how tense you are? No you shouldn't be holding any tension at all. Now up here is important."
Tatiana wiggled up to her ribs, Mayday cackling out. Tatiana's big hands were a lee's worst nightmare, she's heard Zuke say. Poor man could blush from saying t-word. However, she didn't believe him with that until now. It didn't feel like her sides were only being invaded, but her whole nervous system.
"Staahahahahahaaap!! T-Tahahahatiheeheeheehee!! Pleeheeheeheease!"
"The ribs held the angle. You may think the spine helps with that, however, your ribs are a structure to not be tampered with by any stress. NOW we get to your gut."
"Pleeheeheheeease noohohohohoo!!" the freckled girl begged with a jerk, but Tatiana's warm hands went to her stomach nonetheless. Mayday screamed and doubled over, Tatiana only following.
"You MUST stay still, Mayday…! You wanted lessons, didn't you? Now the gut is very important in this instance. The vibrations from the strings go right to there and travel to the spine."
While squeezing her stomach with one hand, she used the other to have one finger go up and down her spine. The poor girl shrieked again and fell to her knees, flopping like a fish out of water.
"PLEEHEEHEEEEHEEHEEASE STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!!!"
"Like that. If a chord doesn't feel right, you'll tell by not only your ears, but your body as well. However, there is one part of the torso we haven't talked about and it's the most useful to not only musicians, but humans overall."
With that, Tatiana dug her fingers up into Mayday's pits. With a scream, she roared out as she pressed her arms firm to her sides, shaking her head as her braided pigtails were on the loose. Her whole torso was quaking with this ticklish vibrations. Now that Tatiana was using that as an example, it's all she could think. She couldn't help but imagine it was the guitar tickling her in some sense or another.
"TATIAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! K-KUHUHUHUHU!! NOOOHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
"The armpits are the natural luggage, they carry things when our hands are not idle. Anything really. You need to not take them for granted or you'll forget them."
"PLEEHEEHEEASE STAHAHAHAHAAP!!! PLEEHEEHEEHEEASE PLEEHEEHEEEEHEEAAHAHAHAHAASE STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!"
Tatiana let off a slight giggle, toying around for a few minutes more before letting up after shuffling her hands from Mayday's tight grip. The girl fell into a panting giggling heap on the floor, coughing and swallowing air before sitting up slightly.
"Well I look forward to next week's lesson."
"W-week…!?"
"It's what you said you wanted on the phone call," Tatiana gave an oh so innocent smile. "How could I refuse from my number one fan?"
Mayday blushed but couldn't help but smile. She admitted, Tatiana was more than an idol now to her. With her, it was like a motherly quality she never knew she could have. Picking up her guitar, she walked to the elevator before Tatiana called out. "Oh, Mayday?"
"Yeah?"
"Be sure to send Zuke in for his piano lessons tomorrow. I can not wait to tickle the ivories with him."
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My english lyrics for Triage woo! (They're written out under the cut, I just wanted to share my lil chart lol)
Though I'm too indecisive to officially label this as my favorite song, it's had the strongest emotional impact on me by far. It holds a special place in my heart, I definitely wanted to write lyrics for it first! I'll leave all my rambling process commentary in the tags, but I was so happy with how it came out!!
All of those cards of promise thrown down carelessly,
This must be retribution for all I've taken endlessly.
If that were the case, it should have been fate for me to die.
That's the truth, given my crime, so why--?
No, I can't take it, to this cruel joke I'll submit. You
don't know, you can't know, but I'm ready to admit:
Killing for them, extracting for them, won't change the fact they're dead.
I need someone to tag me as RED.
It makes me sick (sick), it's too unpleasant. Sick (sick)
Is this punishment? What do you mean I'm INNOCENT?
I see, the world is cruel and leaves you on your own.
(I can't die) to atone. (I can't love) alone.
I can't be saved (saved), you've nothing to give. Saved (saved)
But what if I lived? Why else would you choose to forgive?
I see, there's lives to save so let's be sensible.
Right now, you need me, (I can be) indispensable.
Tilt to and fro, I know the scales should land on GUILTY for me.
Tilt fro and to, it's INNOCENT that they choose.
They cry (x4) out in pain, I can hear them. There's no one else, to guard their health,
My mission is offering help.
All of those cards of promise thrown down carelessly,
This must be retribution for all I've taken endlessly.
So if that's the case, then it must be fate to make amends,
Extract that fang before we meet the end.
It makes me sick (sick), it's too unpleasant. Sick (sick)
Is this punishment? What do you mean I'm INNOCENT?
I see, the world is cruel, but what I've realized is
(Now I want) to be INNOCENT. (Now I want) to live.
It makes me sick (sick), This wasn't my plan, hostages at my command.
Their future resting in my hands
I see, there's lives to save so let's be sensible.
Right now, please save me, (I will be) indispensable.
Maybe this was meant to be -- oh -- or maybe neither of us can know
There's lives to save so let's be sensible.
Right now, please save me, (I will be) indispensable.
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I mentioned earlier that I always get annoyed with myself when people post translyrics and I can't figure out the rhythm they were going for, so here's a recording of me singing, but I'm bad at it! It's just for fun! Like a rough draft for music! Because the only thing worse than people hearing my voice is people thinking I can't count syllables!
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