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nondidd · 1 month
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rakiah · 10 months
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Such a COOL collab material!! Thanks for the opportunity @nondidd <3 May the Chaos reign (°▽°)
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the-v-lociraptor · 9 months
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PREPARE FOR TROUBLE! AND MAKE IT.... TRIPLE???
Huge, huge, HUGE thank you to @nondidd for hosting this open collab <3
I had a ton of fun joining in and drawing my two ignihyde men(aces). I tried (emphasis on tried) to mimic the style of lineart and shading as to make it as cohesive as possible (and pls don't mind my cutting skills, this is as seamless as i could've gotten it lmao)
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the-trinket-witch · 1 year
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Congrats to Nondidd for 1K followers!!
For drawing ma boi, I wanted to congratulate via doodling your kids too
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Saw you being a fan both of TWST and Kingdom Hearts soooo (Silvia with 'Circle of Life' and Cello with 'Treasure Trove', based on their respective dorm's worlds)
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talesofesther · 1 year
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𝐖𝐞𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐬 | 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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Yours only
You make Wednesday feel something she never felt before; jealousy. And maybe a bit of something else too.
Deep devotion
Over time you came to realize more and more that sometimes Wednesday wears her words like armor. They become almost futile when you learn she speaks through actions.
Scorch marks
ch 1 | ch 2 | ch 3
Wednesday has been careful to keep what you two have behind closed doors and far away from labels; but when someone starts to take it — take you — away from her, she realizes how much she cares.
Sweet calamity
ch 1 | ch 2 | ch 3 | ch 4 | ch 5 | ch 6 | ch 7 | ch 8 | ch 9 | pretty secrets | ch 10 | birthday girl
It was something people described as the sweetest pain, the feeling of when the soul that’s destined to find yours is closer to you. Wednesday saw it as a curse, promised herself she would hate whoever was chosen for her; but it’s easier said than done.
Love the way you love me
You navigate through a relationship with Wednesday, slowly discovering the tenderness of her love.
Don’t know how to be something you miss
ch 1 | ch 2
On a rainy day, Wednesday recalls pieces of your story together through memories, and wonders if you miss her too.
Tender as the rain
You find Wednesday walking alone in the rain.
I guess that’s love
Wednesday sees herself stuck in the memory of one night; the night you almost died. She feels it’s her fault, your blood on her hands says as much.
I told the moon about you | Darling darkness
Wednesday finds herself enchanted by the black wolf who always watches her play the cello in the dead of night.
Christmas Specials
cinnamon and spice | crimson and white | golden ballads | find the beauty | dark trees are better | the heart that matches mine
Headcanons
Romantic
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do-you-have-a-flag · 7 months
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actually since i've seen over 30 live theatrical productions let me just list a few highlights of what i've seen because i love aussie theatre when i get out to see it
ghost quartet ending with them handing the audience their instruments and i got to pluck at a cello
calamity jane post show lobby piano sing along to i kissed a girl where calamity and kate's actresses kissed
the modernised edward ii play that used the Petula Clark song I Couldn’t Live Without Your Love, i saw it twice because it was soooooo much and i had to share the brainrot with friends #DicksOut4EdwardII
the bit in the black rider where an actor has to roll around in goop while everyone chants AN OILY NIGHT
rocky horror show production where Frank's floor show entrance was a upon a giant winged penis that ejaculated confetti hearts onto the audience
the guy playing Jesus in a small production of reefer madness coming out to sweep the stage hearing "take off your shirt Jesus!" and doing so
much ado about nothing at the pop-up globe right around the marriage equality postal vote where dogberry and verges got together at the end with dogberry shouting I VOTE YES!
seeing Topol in his farewell tour of Fiddler on the roof where the whole audience clapped in time every single scene change
studying richard iii in highschool going as a class to see the MTC production, and everyone realising the lead actor looked like our literature teacher, that teacher coming into class the next day doing an impression of richard the third
the production of les miserables that was so good not only did i see it twice but i think amongst my friends everyone must have seen it upwards of 30 times collectively
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apocalypsewriters · 4 months
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Happy STS. Okay, hear me out. Your story becomes a musical. *grandly presents you with the opportunity to turn this into literally whatever you want* (Who knows all the choreography? Who is pissed? Who somehow escapes singing?) (What scene has the best song? What your story's musical sound like? Does it being a musical make any sense at all?)
Happy STS!!! You had me at musical (I’ve been appreciating your reblogs of musicals. Maybe we could geek out over some at sometime)
Unfortunately, the two wips I have are not fully planned. Fortunately, I did have a vision come to me (that is a theatre kid improv bit)
House of Cards/A Quest of Cards and Calamity would be a series of ballads. I am such a sucker for them. Think the character separation and focus of Cats crossed with the journey of starkid’s Trail to Oregon (am I speaking to anyone here) Everyone gets their moment to shine in an equally focused narrative on a cross country epic quest
This would be a highly orchestral musical. It would pull from smooth lounge music at times, heavy on snare drums and clarinet quartets, the kind of hypnotic stuff that draws the audience to lean in. Each character would have an instrument assigned to them. Elestial is a cello. Ben is a French horn. Maggie is a soprano sax. Cuckoo is a glockenspiel. Alex is a trombone.
I can see the best number being a beautifully intertwined ensemble with the circus. There would be specially set up poles and ribbons a la cirque du soleil for mind blowing choreo. It would lead in and lead out with harmonies that give anyone chills to symbolize the cohesiveness of the family that makes up this company. Cuckoo would get a solo that is ever so slightly offset to demonstrate her longing to belong but inability to slot into place.
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v0idspeak · 1 year
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So today Rusty Quill streamed! Woo! Alex J. Newall did a creative jam to create an audio drama in... 2 hours? I think? Anyway! I took notes!
The end result was an elevator pitch, synopsis for 6 episodes, and a somewhat fully-produced pilot episode.
It features three main characters (two protagonists and an antagonist) and two entire dogs, in a Noir Western setting.
Enjoy the notes! (Warning: they are long.)
Alex' ground rules -No swearing/anything that'll get him kicked off Twitch -Only original stories -No TMP spoilers or he gets bapped -6-part series with 10min of fully produced audio drama
-Genre - usually do a genre blend (between two different genres) (ex.: romoantic-horror) to allow for more elaborate concepts Genre choice: Noir | Western -Did some brainstorming for keywords in Aesthetics -Quickly going through Wikipedia to research the genres and find points to fill the project guide. Determine how long we have VS what kinds of stories we have time to do -Get a couple characters (3 to be exact) -Elevator pitch -Character bio detail brainstorming -Quick summary of each episode, per season -Cannibalism gave title idea: Eat the Rich (lmao actual cannibal Shia LaBoeuf) -Text between brackets is to the creators' benefit rather than in the actual episode -Pilot needs a Final Complication/hook/cliffhanger in order to get the listener's attention -Alex abuses of speech-to-text (it fights back sometimes) -Writes pilot script -Writes tagline mid-pilot scripting -Once script is over, highlighted parts that are being voice-acted -Started actually voice acting the scene -Silent sound markers (snap fingers - wait a few seconds - snap fingers again. I think this is for denoising purposes) -Occasionally makes voiceacting notes/redoes lines -Moving screams in separate layers. A lot of things he's doing can be done automatically but he's doing it in Audacity manually so we see what's going on. He'll also be taking shortcuts and such that he shouldn't -Silence marker - effect - noise reduction (after getting sound profile for the silence) -(reduce memory load by doing Stereo To Mono while working; do NOT do this for a real podcast ahaha) -Normalize audio -Audacity is a destructive audio program which makes things Difficult (I think Reaper isn't which is neat) -Use fades to hide a cut -One track per scene? -Use scene cuts where a lot is left unsaid -Once dialogue is cut, finds SFX (he has soundbanks - soundbanks good) -Oh No Soundscaping (TM) -And then Music (ft. Upbeat Sax- I mean what?) -Exporting stuff is very frustrating (ft. Alex flappy hands, but angy) -Does artwork during exporting (ft. Alex goat noises) (graphic design is his passion) (he's using Paint) -EQ work! -Exporting -Alex is very good at doing the post-episode monologue
Brainstorm Template: -Key Info *Title (Eat the rich) *Logline (It's dog eat dog in the belly of the new world beast) *Elevator pitch (Grim the gritty outsider with nothing to lose stumbles upon the railway being built none other than Princeton with dangerous labour practices and there's a secret conspiracy that can only be unearther with the help of Elisa Thorne. Mining equipment, illegal land grab at the outskirts of OldNew Manchester *Genre (Western | Noir) *Series format (6x10 episodes)
-Aesthetics *Tone (introspective | outside the law | Death of the wilderness | Gritty | Vigilante | Brooding | Corruption) *FX (Wind, tumbleweed, Narrator/VO, guns, whip snap, gravel, vultures, door hinges, whistling, campfire, horses, wood, saxophone, sound of smoke, train heist) *Music (Slow n low, sax, jazz, saloon piano, blues/harmonica, banjo, cello) *Visuals (dust bowl, urban, smokey, wilderness, night, American, chiaroscuro, trenchcoats, hats)
Project guide -World guide *Noir (No happy endings promised) *Sandbox (calamity james retelling,
-Characters CHARACTER | ROLE | AGE | PRONOUNS performance guide Bio
Elisa Thorne | LAW LADY | 37 | She/her No nonsense brusqye, played by April Bio: Has wife, has cool dog, loves flowers, run away from money,
Grim | GRITTY OUTSIDER | 55 | They/them Mr badger from Wind in the Willows meets An no country for old men Bio: Never sleeps, sharpshooter, Also Has A Bigger Dog, caffeine addiction
Elon Princeton | CAPITALIST | AGE | HE/HIM Just everything that's wrong with the world right now condensed into a person Bio: Menacing knitting, Illegally obtained Emerald mine, father of Elisa's wife, allergic to dogs
Season synposes
S1 - 1 (pilot) (Grim rolls into town as Elon is announcing that they can finally finish the final phase of the railway connecting city with a remote outpost, Eliza attempts arrest due to dog attacking Elon, Grim driven out of town as he is too dangerous to be captured, Grim sneaks back into city because they cannot leave without their coffee. Discover Elon's conspiracy - they are hgiding bodies beneath railway [Elon is a cannibal] [Elon is an actual accountable cannibal accountant lmao] [Picked up in the Emerald Mine Disaster, continued bc he likes it & hates the poor]. Grim gets a pardon if they help take Elon down. Eliza discovers her wife has disappeared) 2 - (Eliza investigates missing wife with poor results, Grim gets involved despite themself and starts using off the book methods to squeeze info from contacts including some ranches from outside of town & implied secrets about Elon, Grim gets results - gunfight - Elisa forced to rescue Grim - forced to get along - respect each other) 3 - (staged train robbery to cover up final shipment of bodies, Grim injured) 4 - reversal (Eliza's wife revealed to have been covering for Elon, Elon takes control of town and Eliza is framed for robbery. Eliza forced out of town.) 5 - knot (Elon covers up recent scandal (illicit affair with newly arrived rancher) w disappearance of [???] Discover bodies) 6 - conclusion/finale (Discover Elon cannibal, Elon eaten by dogs, Eliza's wife Irene chooses Dad over Eliza bc NOIR, Grim leaves, there is no justice)
Pilot script *Scene 1 Grim rolls into town as Elon is announcing that they can finally finish the final phase of the railway connecting city with a remote outpost, -Grim is unimpressed and picks a fight -Eliza attempts to descalate situation despite hating Elon and fails bc Grim is unhelpful & dog is worrying Elon -Grim hears automobile backfiring, assumes they are under fire, gunfighting ensues (gunfighting shoes???) -Grim flees town (Grim driven out of town as he is too dangerous to be captured)
*Scene 2 Grim sneaks back into city because they cannot leave without their coffee. -Via railway into city -Witnesses bodies being laid amongst the sleepers (Discover Elon's conspiracy - they are hgiding bodies beneath railway)
*Scene 3 -Despite Grim's instincts, they decide to warn sheriff Eliza about bodies (Twist because Noir -Alex) -Eliza arrests Grimm (assuming they are lying) until hearing name Elon -Dogs like each other :D -Irene enters with late night surprise dinner for Eliza - immediately hides suspicions and lies to wife about Grim. Grim is shocked but plays along. (This thing writes ITSELF!! -Alex)
[Elon is a cannibal] [Elon is an actual accountable cannibal accountant lmao] [Picked up in the Emerald Mine Disaster, continued bc he likes it & hates the poor].
*Scene 4 (written after scene 5 - lull in action -Grim sitting on Eliza's porch and mulling things over - plays harmonica
Scene 5 -Eliza discovers wife has disappeared and demands Grim's help bc they are an oustsider & closest thing to friend that Eliza has in this messed up city Grim gets a pardon if they help take Elon down. Eliza discovers her wife has disappeared
[HERE, Alex takes more detailed notes and doesn't really pause so I didn't note the dialogue and such. Also Alex's accent is glorious.] [He talked about digging a pit and now everyone in chat is spamming DIG] [The speech to text keeps writing Gunfight Ensues as Gunfighting Shoes.] ["I like Grim. Grim's a fun character." Same, Alex, same.] [Shoutout to Alex doing beatboxing with a weird dog noise while trimming sounds] [plays thunder sound "Ohohoho! I don't care if it's Gothic! My wife has dissapeared KPHHHHHW"] [Alex' frustrated sounds are something to behold. Gremlin noises fr.] [Chat has started singing Hellfire by the Mechanisms] ["I warn everyone, this isn't going to be a thing that is pleasant to listen to"] ["NARRATION!"] [File is huge. There is now a vote in chat, called Chonk? with three options, Chonk, Chonk, and Chonk. The first Chonk won!] [Notetaker's note: I still miss Winston Princeton]
TMP news: "Jonny has pitched to me the most horrific thing ever" [about s3 of TMP?] etc etc (can't share it. WHAT A TEASE >:| /lh)
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caguaydreams · 4 years
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A thorough analysis on why Vah Medoh’s dungeon theme makes me want to cry
Yep, that’s an accurate title. Hi there! do you have a moment to hear about Breath of The Wild soundtrack? posting for yet a third time in hopes that tumblr won't hide it. I'm so tired
What started as a quick and harmless post, pretending to simply point out a couple of things, rolled downhill, out of my grasp and turned into a massive snowball of a short essay. How and why did this happen? Well, I assume a lot of people know about this song, and know what I’m talking about when I say that it makes me tear up and sob uncontrollably with every change in key as the seconds tick by and I spiral down into a dwell of misery from where I struggle to find the exit and to later recover.
……No?…..At the VERY LEAST it makes you a little uncomfortable. And I state this with much certainty, because after reading hundreds of comments everywhere online where this song is present, I picked up on a vast majority of people who expressed to feel the same way I did when it came down to our current music subject. See, statistics don’t lie… normally. So, naturally, my intrigue got the best of me. I wanted to find out exactly why this soundtrack was mercilessly stirring up everyone’s emotions, so I caved in and we ended up with this.
Buckle in, fellas.
Out of all Divine Beasts’ dungeon themes, Vah Medoh’s is the one that I can’t sit through. Not without growing antsy and wanting to turn it off as soon as possible. I find it genuinely difficult to listen to, and it’s not only because Revali is my favorite character and the song is just, plainly put, depressing, mind you.
We’ll start from 0 terminals activated.
It opens up similar to the other three dungeon themes; the pace is slow but eerie, gives off the impression that it sounds broken somehow. Something is off here, and it’s easy to figure out what that is from the get go: you’re basically entering a majestic, ancient, mechanical mausoleum, where everything went terribly wrong a century ago. Someone is gone, someone you knew, someone who was probably close to you, but it’s impossible to be sure. You don’t remember a thing, and this entire ordeal is confusing at best, and terrifying at worst. It’s your duty to make things right again.
It’s the same for all four Divine Beasts upon entering, save for the obvious little differences that separates them from each other and make them unique. Ruta’s is played on a major key, adhering to a sense of hopefulness. Naboris’s begins with a startling smashing of the piano keys, much like thunder of a sudden lighting strike. And Rudania’s theme starts threatening, dangerous, like scalding lava.
But now, back to Vah Medoh. The tone here is… alienating. The dissonant chords are all over the place, and feel disconnected, cold. It’s almost as if someone doesn’t want us to be here, or just like the elusive key, our presence is unexpected. Fitting, for a Divine Beast that’s high above the land, impossible for most to reach, yet we somehow made it. Apart from the piano, we have the occasional hint to rito culture, in the shape of a short, synthetic version of the rolled chords at the very beginning of Rito Village. A quiet reminder of where we come from. There is also, of course, the morse code distress signal, but we’ll talk more about that later.
As soon as this formal introduction is over, we finally get to the more, say, intimate stuff. Oh, and wouldn’t you know, it’s just tragic.
One terminal activated.
There’s no better short way I can describe this passage, other than anxiety-inducing. Especially when the strings come into play, and there’s two reasons I can think of why I feel this is an important thing to point out:
1- Characters and Symbolism.
I tend to associate stringed instruments, all of those which compose the violin family, with rito culture. And Revali, most specifically. In Creating a Champion we can see the early concept art and designs for all or most major characters in the game, and Revali’s highlighted rough design might be the one that changed the most throughout proper development of the character, out of all champions. He looks quite different from our usual depiction of him, it’s fascinating. What truly catches my eye, however, is the design of his bow.
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You thought bird puns were bad? Oh boy, how do you feel about Revali having a bow that looks like a violin/cello/viola??? And do you need a bow to play it also??? Like, is it even an instrument or it’s nothing more than a mere fashion statement?-
Anyway. I believe this was originally going to be a not-so-subtle wink to rito culture, being heavily musically inclined as we can see and conclude for ourselves. Perhaps Revali was going to be a musician as well, now how cool it that!
Needless to say, the idea was eventually scrapped. But one detail I am CERTAIN carried over to the character we know and love today(okay not all of us love him but seriously if you dislike him why are you still here lol): strings. The association between bows(weapon) and stringed instruments, aside from being a quite clever and creative one, goes beyond the concept art and remains strong as part of Revali’s character, settling for having a presence via score. After all, Revali is a master of archery, so in that way it makes sense to keep strings as symbolism to reinforce the idea and drive it home.
But can you guess what other thing Revali excels at? That’s right: flying. He’s the only rito we know of who successfully managed to take advantage of wind currents and bend them to his will. And do you know what musical instruments are often used to evoke the feeling of flight and gale? If you thought of bowed strings, you’re correct! Unfortunately, I couldn’t find much support on this topic online, so you’ll have to take my word for it. I am most certain that this is fact, although not something worth discussing on the Internet, by the looks of it.
Anyhow, violins/cellos/etc are ever-present whenever we’re close to Rito Village or dealing with a rito related mission. Attack on Vah Medoh, for example, features a sequence of strings that is meant to evoke the strong winds we’re fighting against in that particular moment(*). Another great example is The Final Trial, the song that plays at the shrine of resurrection nearing the end of the Champions’ Ballad. Preceding the activation of each terminal, you’ll notice that a new instrumental element joins the crowd: the first one corresponds to the tambourines, related to the zora and Mipha; the second one are strings, referencing the rito and Revali, etc. I tell you, the moment I heard this during the trial I almost started crying like a baby. And, although strings have a lot to do with Rito culture in general, they tie most strongly to Revali, since he was the champion of his people, and his legacy carried over throughout the years. His accomplishments became material of folk tale, a legend, a source of pride and inspiration for the village. And let’s not forget that, at the end of the day, Revali is the crucial and foremost connection Link has to this place. Other than appeasing Vah Medoh, Link’s responsibility here is to free his past fellow champion’s spirit from Ganon’s malice. The soundtrack is referencing Revali first, and by extension his devotion to his home.
With all that in mind, let’s move on to our next point:
2- Nowhere to Go.
You shoot the canons, land on top of the Divine Beast, do what you gotta do, activate the first terminal and the soundtrack goes off unannounced. Like some sort of surprise anxiety bomb. The rhythm turns fast, the melody erratic, incredibly desperate in its execution. There’s this sheer despair, fear, this feeling of suffocation almost, which are so well achieved in this particular piece.
And that is, partially, because a quite familiar resource is used here as well; one that we’ve heard before in songs such as Rito Village or Revali’s theme. You could even think of it as a motif: two notes are played in an semitone interval, repeatedly and in quick succession. For the sake of later convenience, we’ll call this the Flight Motif, now let me explain why. In Breath of The Wild, this semitone loop is often followed up by some form of resolution. In Rito Village, formerly known as Dragon Roost Island(**), that resolution consists of a graceful descent of the melody, from a high that was built up previously during the motif. On the other hand, if you listen to Revali’s theme, you’ll notice that the interval repeats itself for a couple of times as thought charging up, to then rise fast and determined into a triumphal reprise of Revali’s distinctive assigned melody. This juxtaposition supposes the difference that lays between common rito flight and Revali’s trademark ability; both musical sequences are speaking of flight, albeit in two different languages depending on the way to achieve it. While the rito traditionally use their wings to glide and let themselves get swayed by the air currents Buzz Lightyear style, Revali takes full advantage of his flying capabilities to somehow create an updraft of his own, rising meters above the ground whenever he likes or needs to.
So, now that I layed out my base of thought when focusing on the strings, this’ll be much easier to explain. We’ve settled what the instruments themselves are a symbolic representation of Revali, in this scenario specifically. He was the only one inside Vah Medoh, and the score is, in a way, a retelling of what we can vaguely assume went down here during the Great Calamity, as much as it is what sets the tone and ambience for Link’s mission. But what are we hearing exactly? What we talked about, the Flight Motif, is being repeated nonstop. And that’s the thing, remember how I mentioned that this sequence usually finds resolution at the end? Well. Inside Vah Medoh,… it never does. The melody picks up in numerous occasions, but it’s not nearly as graceful, or calculated, as we’ve grown used to by now. It gets tangled and lost, and then inevitably falls to the ground in disarray. The pattern repeats itself, reaching higher after a handful of failed attempts, but no matter how much it tries, the cycle never ends. What used to tell us about flying and freedom in the skies, has morphed into an almost sinister musical incarnation of a tornado, and there is no way out of this trap. What do you think it must feel like to mindlessly flap your wings against wind currents so strong and violent, that it is impossible to get anywhere nearby, let alone take off every time you lose your balance. Or every time you’re shot down. On top of that, trying to aim and fight back in whatever short breaks and opportunities you get, at an enemy that’s much more powerful and relentless, who’s using your own element as a weapon to destroy you… it’s a risk Revali surely had to take in order to put up a fight. Even knowing full well that the odds were not in his favour, that he was most likely going to lose this battle, that he was going to die. Let that sink in. I’ll skip the activation of the second terminal, since there’s barely any change registered in the theme in general. So-
Three terminals activated.
I know this post is supposed to be a breakdown of the song purely, but that doesn’t mean there’s no place for a little theorising, and the following scrutiny is also quite relevant for our discussion. Bear with me for a bit. I’ve read almost everywhere about people’s most common interpretations on the Divine Beasts SOS signals, and how everyone thinks that Revali’s coming in last (a few seconds later than the other champions) has to do with him holding on for longer. Or, also, overconfident as he was, it means that the idea of calling out for additional support didn’t cross his mind until it was too late, and that’s why the beeping sounds more frantic and panicked than the others’ when it does appear. After giving it some thought myself, I’m betting on the latter option holding more ground, and that’s not all. I want to touch upon a detail of the piece that I never acknowledged was there until very recently(after seeing myself obliged to listen to this song fully and a handful of times, suffering every minute of it for the sole purpose of this analysis. It’s okay I didn’t need my heart anyway). Soon after activating the third terminal, the SOS signal disappears, or grows distant and faint enough that we can’t make it out from the background anymore. In its place, we’re confronted by this… shrill, piercing and painfully slow tune. It sounds synthetic, artificial, devoid of life. And it’s funny, because you know what it reminds me of? I’ll tell you:
A heartbeat flatline sound.
And I want to highlight that this doesn’t happen in any of the other Divine Beasts themes. All their SOS signals carry on, but Medoh’s is no more. This abrupt stop, followed by this bone-chilling tune…. makes me believe that Revali was the first of the champions to fall. A few days ago I came across SuperZeldaGirl’s video on a similar topic, theorising that this could very much be the case. There is not much evidence to support this claim other than some visual cues that could be suggesting to it, but after I found this in the soundtrack, and if we’re to rely on it for anything, I believe Revali was either the first champion to be ambushed by Ganon, or well…. the first to be killed. It is plausible, because short after Calamity Ganon unleashes his power, Revali parts from the group and flies directly to Vah Medoh, and he very well could’ve been the first pilot to arrive.
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On this note…. we’ll have to wait and see for ourselves, when Age of Calamity provides long-awaited answers to many of our questions.
Four terminals activated.
An interesting melody is being played on what, for me, would qualify as a glockenspiel or a celesta, which are keyboard based instruments that produce a sound similar to that of a music box(***). If you want to pay more attention to it, I suggest listening to Vetrom’s Instrumental Mix Cover of the theme, where they practically zoom in on this part of the song (keep in mind that it uses the All Terminals’ time signature so it’s being played faster). For some reason, this particular addition makes me feel profound empathy. The sound of this instrument could be described as cute or childlike, magical, even. It is more often than not used to represent innocence, but I highly doubt that’s specifically the intention here. Much like the leading strings’ melody, the melodic contour of this one is trapped in a loop of going up and down constantly, but the difference is that this time around it sounds more under control. And much more uniform too. It doesn’t lose focus or takes risky, fruitless leaps, but rather chooses to stay on a path of waves that consistently rises and falls without taking detours. Like a determined battle strategy, giving it your all. You fall, but get back up again, and try again, and again. It reminds me of Revali’s approach to training, being persistent to the point of overworking himself. He had discipline nailed down to a tee, which I also think served him well in combat. It’s not just about being hard on yourself, either, but being confident and having complete faith in your abilities; believing that you’ll make it.  For this to appear now, that the SOS signal is almost completely gone, is significant because it means that by this point, being so close to success on Link’s behalf, the music is sparing genuine encouragement for once, in spite of the tragic outcome of the past and the danger of the current situation. But, in all honesty, this is probably just me reading too much into it. Perhaps the composer just thought this addition sounded pretty bitching and there’s not much else to it, which is completely fine. Although, intentional or not, sometimes coincidences do happen, and at the end of the day, interpretations like this are a form of appreciation for an artist’s work and for what they can unknowingly accomplish.
All terminals activated.
This is the moment when the song finally lightens up. Notice how the strings abandon the wave pattern for a more even contour. The beat quickens, the melody stabilizes. At first I thought, coming from our flight analogy, that this meant a cease in movement entirely, and it was partly one of the reasons why the song in general makes me anxious. But thinking about it now, …there is something different going on here. The strings are playing on a steady rhythm. It resembles a march, it’s like a pounding heart. It’s a lively, hopeful statement. And what’s interesting is that, up until this point, there was so much fear and helplessness present in the score, even going as far as to reach a dead end when we activate the third terminal. But that’s it, isn’t it? the music just keeps going further. 
It’s saying: this isn’t over yet. Even after complete and utter defeat, there’s still hope and an underlying wish to overcome this predicament, and we started to hear this as soon as a fourth terminal is activated. The melody we previously talked about? it’s here as well, and its beat is much more daring and confident.
And I just want to say… this is so powerful. Because this sentiment is deeply tied to the game’s story and Revali’s character arc. You see, he is introduced as someone who resents Link for being the manifestation of his failure, in a way, because Revali has trained arduously his whole life to be where he is, to be recognised. And yet… this hylian gets chosen by a magic sword and some tale of divine destiny and, apparently, that’s all it takes for him to be deemed the hero that will save the land. In Revali’s eyes, Link has done nothing to prove his worth before him, so it is easy to see why he despises the silent knight so much; he is yet another individual that was born into their destiny. Meanwhile, Revali has had to build his reputation from the ground up, earning him a place among the greatest warriors of Hyrule, and even then he finds himself surrounded by people who grew up praised for being born gifted.  We can see how Revali is the odd one out, and can map out the reason for him acting so antagonistic towards Link.
But once we’re on Medoh, things start to change. When Link enters the Divine Beast, Revali greets him with disdain, as per usual. Of course, Link has no recollection of whatever happened a hundred years ago, other than a small glimpse of the rito champion talking down to him, a memory that came and went in a flash. So as Link, we more than expect Revali to act cold and mocking, which he does. He provides us with as little help as needed in order to free Medoh, reluctantly, shielding his wounded pride over having to wait for Link, of all people, to come to their rescue. But you can hear him starting to open up bit by bit(I wish I could translate his dialogue directly from Japanese but I’ll make do with a couple of dubs and other numerous sources from translators online). With each little step Link takes towards success, activating the terminals, the perception Revali has of him shifts from one of resentment to one of genuine admiration and respect. By the end of it all, he is willing to not only cheer on Link during the boss battle, but to trust him with his life’s worth achievement. And once left alone, he admits defeat and lets go of his bitterness, realising that he was wrong to underestimate Link, and later wishes he could’ve had a chance to measured up to him. To take all of this into consideration and work with it in the soundtrack I think it’s genuinely splendid. And for once, I am grateful that it ends in somewhat of a positive note that puts my soul to rest. I still have a hard time listening to the first two thirds of the entire thing, but now I can look forward to a hopeful and earnestly heartening conclusion for all the pain that this composition puts me in. I must admit that it’s beautifully and brilliantly crafted, and that I am enamoured of it regardless.
That is why I wrote roughly 4k words about it! I hate myself!
If you’re as crazy as me about the soundtrack of this game, I recommend you read the published cd interview with the composers themselves! if you haven’t already. I just found it yesterday(unbelievable but it’s true) and… after writing all of this and checking it out, I felt validated. It sure is a one of a kind feeling. 
Alright folks, we’ve made it to the end. Congratulations for sticking around and thanks being interested in my nonsensical rambling! 
I also hope that you, like me, will now be unable to listen to bowed strings without being reminded of Revali. Good luck!
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(*)The Flight Motif(in point number 2) is also present in this track. We can hear it in the background right after the Rito leitmotif, as per usual. It starts with a clarinet, I think, before the strings take the lead. (**) Note that the Flight Motif only comes into play in the Breath of The Wild rendition of the song. (***)I strongly associate this instrument with Mipha, given that it is used in her theme, in every “response” to the initial melody. It can be heard in Attack On Vah Ruta, as well, it enters the scene when the notes Mi(E) and Fa(F) are played. The initial tune, Si and Do(B and C) are played on a clarinet or oboe, wind instruments just like the flute that leads Sidon’s respective theme. The celesta can also be heard inside Vah Ruta, activating the first terminal…. when the song really takes a turn just like Medoh’s. Mipha has nothing to do with the song of this analysis, however. We must understand that instruments, although they are attached to characters/various story elements in some cases, can always be used outside of that context, for that is the nature of an orchestral soundtrack. If you have this many tools at your disposal, you will make good use of them.
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Calamity Trio HCs
- Marcy and Anne play minecraft together almost every night. Marcy's a technical, redstone know-it-all kind of player, but Anne just enjoys farming and building small houses. Sasha sometimes joins in, but when she does, their sessions always devolve into a battle royale.
- Marcy's made D&D characters for Anne and Sash, just in case she can ever convince them to play. She made a classical fighter for Sasha (Dueling fighting style, ofc), and a bard of glamour for Anne.
- Marcy knows how to play several different instruments, including the drums, the xylophone, the clarinet, the violin, and the cello. Before they were transported to Amphibia, she was attempting to get into a high-end orchestra for kids
- Sasha’s raised by a single mother who’s also a trust fund baby. Sasha’s always hated the empty halls of her house, so she’s only ever there when holding a party, with Marcy and Anne, or when she absolutely has to. She prefers to hang out at Marcy’s or Anne’s place, but hangs out at the mall when the two of them are unavailable.
- Marcy’s really into the weird kind of music. She really likes to make soundscapes, and loves heavy metal and grunge. Anne and Sash don’t in particular, but always let Marcy play them out loud when they hang because her parents don’t at home.
- There’s a two week period at the start of the summer that Anne and her parents go on a vacation. Marcy and Sasha use this time to play as much mini golf as possible since Anne hates it. “It’s just golf in miniature! Just play normal golf!”
- Sasha’s loves Domino. She’d get a cat, but her mother’s deathly allergic.
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other cellist in orchestra when i told her my cello-falling-on-its-front story: haha that's pretty funny
me: *laughs awkwardly* yeah i suppose it was, in hindsight. very stressful at the time though
me inwardly: wtf what kind of musician are you to find injury to a musical instrument FUNNY instead of the terrible calamity that it actually is
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Herodotus, Kronos, Athena, Aphaia, Atlas and Atlantis
Also tell all about your ocs! What climate does Octavious live in? What's the culture like? Have you made a map for the serendipity of calamity? Any fun details you want to share?
This got long so everything is under the cut!! thanks for the ask <33
Herodotus: Literally nothing. There isn’t a professional setting where I have studied any one thing in particular, and I’m not the kind of person who purposefully studies anything in my free time. I enjoy learning things by just,, existing and collecting knowledge. I'd like to study art, but the opportunity has yet to arise.
Kronos: It’s in about a month ;)
Athena: As much as I love to read, I’ve never really thought about this? I don’t really have a set list- ummm… Raybearer is really good and I highly suggest it, Tuck Everlasting, I remember I always loved the Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus series, and Fever King is great, and finally The Bed Was On Fire When I Laid Down On It is really good. That isn’t in any particular order and is more of just books I can remember reading and enjoying atm XD
Aphaia: A bit less stressed, a few less mental health issues. I remember being incredibly repressed, for a bunch of reasons. I don’t like who I was as a child, I had views I now disagree with and did things I now disagree with, but I can understand it was those mistakes that led me to be who I am now. I have a complicated relationship with who I was when I was younger.
Atlas: I genuinely don’t know. Sorry XD
Atlantis: Over the course of my, admittedly short life, I have taken violin lessons, piano lessons, voice lessons, cello lessons, mandolin lessons and just general music lessons. (I’m not taking any right now, and I'm not particularly good at any of these)
A chance to talk about my Oc’s??~ don’t mind if I do XD
Octavious originally lived in a very hot climate and hates the cold with every fibre of her being. Since moving to the capital (where this story at the very least starts) he has lived in a colder climate. Not cold, it still gets too mind-numbingly hot in the summer, but it’s the kind of place you need a heavy jacket in the winter.
The culture in this world is something I both have and have not thought about. I probably have the culture of Octavious’s hometown and the general culture of the Hydro elves figured out but everything else is really iffy, so I guess I’ll just talk briefly about both of those.
Hydro elves in this world a fairly nomadic, and you can find them nearly anywhere in the world, but if you do it will just be families of 6-ish or less. Larger communities are formed on the shore near places where they can grow large amounts of fibre. Octavious comes from a community close to a field of Linen or a linen adjacent fibre that I’ll come up with at some point. This is because linen is really good for weaving, and for making fishing nets. Nets are a very large part of Hydro elf culture. In these communities, it will generally have up to 50 people, and they will all treat each other like family. It takes a village to raise a child you know? Adults that aren’t your parents are referred to as aunt and uncle, and other people your general age that aren’t your siblings are your cousins. Blood relations aren’t very important, everyone is family. The people with the most respect are the oldest members. This is because they know the most about weaving and net making, which are both very culturally significant.
I actually have made a map!! It’s really rough and is 100% just for me to get a general idea of where I want things to be, but it exists, and I want to make a better version of it to post and to show you where everything is.
Oooo~ fun details? Alright.
Octavious’s necklace, as previously stated, is a bunch of waived together strings, each string corresponds to someone especially important in his life. She likes weaving little bracelets and things of the like, which is why he has given his friends friendship bracelets. Only Auster wears theirs normally, but the other two did keep theirs.
Octavious’s love language is gift-giving, Auster’s is words of quality time, Oak’s is acts of service, and Luka’s is physical touch.
Luka loves dad jokes. Octavious hATES them.
Auster’s design for what he turns into is my favourite thing rn, so I’m very excited to show you.
Oak hits out of love, and hate, and pretty much every other feeling because Oak likes hitting things.
Octavious has the most academic knowledge, but they are also the dumbest person ever and I kinda love that duality. It’s like, high intelligence, low wisdom.
Oak and Octavious bond over causing havoc, and generally being nuisances (affectionate)
I’d say Auster is the most traditionally nice out of any of them, but that’s because Oak is aggressive, Octavious is bad at being genuine, and Luka is bad at expressing himself.
Octavious’s hair is designed to look a little like storm clouds and lightning.
Auster is the hardest to draw. I don’t even know why, they just are.
Oak and ember elves can’t control fire, they control heat. This means that they can start a flame in their hand (or anywhere else) if they have fuel and oxygen, but they can’t really move flames created by them or otherwise. They can also snuff out fire really quickly because they can just take away the heat.
Auster doesn’t have a last name. Not just I haven’t found one yet, they just don’t have one. I think that there are so few Avian elves that the people didn’t see a need for last names, they just never recycled any first names.
I’m trying to incorporate as many Oc’s I made for other stories that I have since abandoned into this one. So far I have reused Oc’s for one of Auster’s siblings, another hydro elf, and possibly a deity.
Originally I was going to just have basic elemental powers for the different elves, but I’ve since changed my mind and I’m trying to come up with something a bit more interesting ;)
Thank you so much for enabling me to talk about my Oc's it makes me so happy ^w^ <33
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I was tagged by @kurapikalesbian to answer the questions and tag 20 people! Thanks Hannah! 
Name: Anya
Star sign: Aries (but my chart is mostly Taurus tbh)
Height: 5′2″ 
Birthday: March 27
Favorite bands: The Score, Bastille, Imagine Dragons
Favorite solo artists: Hozier, Annapantsu, Taylor Swift (for the nostalgia)... having trouble thinking of bands and artists right now lol
Song stuck in my head: Miracle (stripped) by The Score
Last movie watched: Honestly I can’t remember, my girlfriend and I mostly watch TV and we’re really bad at finishing movies... probably Howl’s Moving Castle
Last Show: Steven Universe and The Owl House
When I created this blog: August 2015, but I’ve been on tumblr on different blogs since 2012-13
Last thing I googled: “French language imparfait” 
Other blogs: @musaliya is my gymnastics & figure skating sideblog!
Do I get asks?: From time to time
Following: 546
Followers: 1,328
Why I chose my url: I’m studying Russian at university and wanted something pretty when I changed my url a few years ago. “Russkaya” is the feminine form of the adjective meaning “Russian”, but that was taken as a url, so I just added an s onto the end. 
Average hours of sleep: Like... 8ish? Depends on the night. 
Lucky number: 11 and 22
Instruments: I’ve been playing the piano for almost sixteen years, I dabbled in the violin and the cello for a few years each, I’m proficient at the ukulele, and I’m currently very slowly teaching myself how to play the guitar
What I’m wearing: my gf’s ironman onesie lol
Dream trip: There’s so many places I would love to go... I want to go back to Ireland someday, but I also want to see new places. Maybe Japan?
Favorite food: Probably my girlfriend’s lasagna, it’s delicious
Fave song: Probably Little Miss Perfect and Ordinary by Joriah Kwame because I adore The Owl House
Top 3 fictional universes I’d like to live in: Avatar the Last Airbender (after the series ends), The Owl House, and Breath of the Wild (before the Calamity or long after)
I’m tagging: @melniikova @idiotwerewolf @pixie-mage @awaywiththe @mahouwhore @sketch-elf @sketch-wolf @heroesneedalancer @stardewvgf @pinecone727 @rizadyke @yangles @galvajane and anyone else who I forgot to tag but would like to do it! 
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sweet calamity | ch 8
Wednesday Addams x Reader
Series Summary: It was something people described as the sweetest pain, the feeling of when the soul that’s destined to find yours is closer to you. Wednesday saw it as a curse, promised herself she would hate whoever was chosen for her; but it’s easier said than done.
A/N: This chapter is a little smaller than the rest, but I feel like this scene should be its own chapter, otherwise, it won't have the effect I want it to have; let me know what you thought too. Sadly, we're nearing the end :') but I already have other projects in mind. <3
Masterlist | Read ch 7 here
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There was no hurry to your steps as you walked up the stairs of Ophelia Hall, fidgeting with two bottles of nail polish in your hand. Anxiety was eating at your insides the closer you got to her dorm.
Ever since last night's dance, she hasn't left your mind not even once.
You dreamt about the words she'd told you. If she knew that, she'd probably make one of those adorable faces and call you pathetic.
But could she blame you? She had been the romantic one after all.
Standing in front of the tall, wooden door, you took a deep breath in and knocked.
It took fourteen seconds for the door to open. Not that you were counting.
Wednesday stood on the other side and you could see her eyes widening the slightest bit when they met yours, but other than that, she stood as impassive as ever.
You awkwardly cleared your throat, "Enid left these in my room last night after the Rave'n," you raised the hand that held both bottles of nail polish, "I just came to give them back."
Wednesday's hold on the doorknob tightened. She blinked a couple of times, extending a hand for you.
Your gaze moved from her eyes, to her hand, and back, before gently laying both bottles on her palm. Your fingertips grazed her skin and you hated this limbo you found yourself in. Unsure of where your relationship stands.
Wednesday, on the other hand, was waging war against her own desires. Her mind was telling her to stay quiet and just let you leave; her heart was having other ideas.
Last night after your dance together, she parted ways with you with nothing but a goodnight and a squeeze of your hand in hers. You didn't tell her if you two were okay, if you still feel something for her, or if you forgave her at all. And this doubt has been pestering her the entire day.
Now, you came to her. It was an opportunity for her to be with you, alone at last; but the time to decide was running out, because you were looking at her with a goodbye ready to leave your lips.
"You may stay if you'd like," Wednesday found herself saying before she could think it through, "wait for Enid."
There was no real reason for you to wait for Enid, but you knew this had nothing to do with her anyway. You stifled a smile, glancing down at your feet. "Alright."
You walked in and Wednesday closed the door behind you. It was suddenly so intimate that you could suffocate. There was only you and her in the room, the electricity in the air was almost palpable.
The moon shines against the half-colorful round window, you could see a strange shape of something standing outside on the balcony.
Wednesday hovers awkwardly beside you, unsure of which step to take when her heart is trying to leap into your hands. "I was about to play a little," she gestures to her cello outside, quiet voice burning with an unusual rawness.
So that's what it is. You glanced outside and back to her. Wednesday is wearing an oversized hoodie, the sleeves will cover her hands if she's not careful; her braids look looser, messier; her cheeks are getting pinkier by the second; her pupils are so big her eyes seem almost entirely black. She looked vulnerable. Not bad vulnerable. Just vulnerable. Relaxed.
You feel privileged.
"If you'd like to listen," Wednesday tries to sound nonchalant but her voice betrays her. She wanted you to listen, to stay.
And now you really want to kiss her. You smile, it hurts your cheeks because of how big it is, "It would be my honor."
Listening to Wednesday play her cello up close is infinitely better than listening to it from all the way down on the quad; she's magnificent, it's like she doesn't even have to think about what note comes next, it just happens naturally. You're enraptured by the way she moves her hands, arms, fingers; by how her head sometimes follows the melody too. She's glowing under the moonlight; ethereal.
If you weren't screwed before, you sure are now — you try to think of a word to describe what you feel for her, but none seems to make it justice.
The song Wednesday chose tonight is not one she'd usually play, it's calmer, tender, gentle on the ears yet still impactful. Each time her fingers press over the cords she feels her stomach flutter. She can feel the way your eyes haven't left her once. She has your undivided attention, and she never cared this much about having someone's attention until now.
Wednesday glanced up at you and she almost stumbled on her rhythm. You're just sitting there, on the balcony's rails, your feet swinging back and forth, moonlight shaping your curves; you're looking at her as if she's a masterpiece, worthy of being in a renowned gallery for everyone to admire; you're looking at her as if she's everything your dreams ever dared conjure up. And no one has ever looked at Wednesday like that.
She doesn't know how to feel, all she knows is that her chest aches for you. She's drowning in the possibility of you and her, of making this a reality.
Part of her wants to play a song for every scar she's ever left in your soul, until it's all mended back together.
It's terrifying what you can do to her. What she would do for you.
The song comes to its end and Wednesday almost doesn't register it. She slowly lifts her fingers from the cords, feeling the familiar burn on the fingertips.
"That was beautiful," you told her, your sentiment escaping you, "thank you for letting me see."
Wednesday nodded, gently putting aside her cello. She sits in silence for a beat. It's a little awkward, moments like these are out of her comfort zone.
"You're gonna fall down if you're not careful."
Of course that's what she says. But it made you giggle.
You looked behind you and way down to the ground with a smile — and it's far, far down. "It'd be quite the tragedy, wouldn't it?" You turned back to her, an eyebrow raised in teasing.
There's something unique about you, Wednesday decides. Maybe that's why the universe entangled your souls.
She wondered if she'd feel it if you died. If a part of her would die with you.
The hairs on the back of her neck stood up with the thought and Wednesday shook it off.
"Have you given any thought to…" She clenched her jaw, her eyes focusing on your feet as she got up from her chair, "to what we spoke about yesterday?"
You make me feel a way I never did before.
I don't want it to stop.
I want to make it up to you, if you'd let me.
Just by remembering her words, your heart is already swelling inside your chest. You bit the inside of your cheek, "I did."
Wednesday's gaze snapped to yours instantly, she's expecting you to elaborate, to free her of her misery; yet, hardly daring to breathe, you torture her a little longer.
You extended a hand for her to take, watching the way her throat worked through a gulp before she carefully took it. You closed your fingers around hers and pulled her to you, until her petite body was trapped between your knees.
Stars were dancing in Wednesday's eyes, big as she looks at you all delicate, lashes kissing the corner of her cheeks when she blinks. You interlock your fingers together, and it's only then that her other hand comes to rest on your thigh.
You're killing her slowly, all too sweet with her demise. Wednesday captured the way your tongue brushed over your bottom lip, taunting her. Her breathing lands on your lips; just a tad closer and-
Something white fell on your nose, and then on your eyelashes, making you blink. You looked up at the sky with a soft frown, subconsciously squeezing the hand of a frustrated Addams.
Tiny snowflakes were falling, slow and steady, being carried by the cold breeze until they landed on your clothes and on Wednesday's raven-black hair.
"It's the first snowfall of the year," you whispered, lips curling up in amazement.
Selfishly, Wednesday wanted to have her otherwise useless phone with her, because the snowflakes that fall around you are creating yet another image that she indulges to call beautiful. Though she still had something she wanted to do first — it was probably long overdue anyway;
With impatience, Wednesday let go of your hand. It caused your attention to shift back to her, and you shivered when you felt her other hand sneaking under your shirt, raising goosebumps on the skin of your hip.
Your lips part but you can't breathe. It's a long drop down from your place sitting on the rails — Wednesday takes hold of your shirt, bunching it up on her fist and tugging you closer — you know she'd never let you fall.
A brush of lips, and your soul finds home with hers; it's like you can feel them entangling more than they already were. It's dangerous, it's bliss, it's a road with no way back.
It's white noise and being submerged underwater all the same time. Wednesday pressed her lips more firmly onto yours; her hand, tentative and shy, was tracing the skin of your waist and pulling your body to her; her nose bumping your cheek because no amount of closeness seemed enough.
She pulled back without opening her eyes, only long enough to gasp for air before capturing your lower lip between hers again; she's soft on you, tugging at your heartstrings and changing its rhythm.
You couldn't help the way your hands came up to Wednesday's jaw, burying into her hair and making a mess, as if this was your first and last kiss. She's surprisingly warm, intoxicating; she could be the death of you if she wanted to.
And you'd gladly accept that fate.
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Read ch 9 here
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