#drunk piano

[dirtgrubber]

drink up boys

[jimmyspades]

[first-blight]

last belated tag game, i promise

tagged by @dilfbuck and @opaleyedprince and @strixhaven! thank you!!

URL Song Game:

W — World So Cold - Fire From The Gods [YT, flash warning] R — Rule #13 Waterfall - Fish in a Birdcage [YT] I — iGhost - MNQN [YT] G — Grapes - James Marriott [YT] H — Hexie Mountains - Orville Peck [YT] T — The Tower - Drama Moth [YT] P — Please, Just Breathe - Written by Wolves [YT, flash warning] H — His Hands - Blegh [YT] O — OUROBOROS - Former Vandal [YT] E — Everglow - Starset [YT] N — Not Yet / Love Run (Reprise) - The Amazing Devil [YT] I — I Want to Live - Borislav Slavov [YT] X — XO - EDEN [YT]

6 Songs on Repeat:

Masterpiece Theatre III - Marianas Trench [YT] So Much (For) Stardust - Fall Out Boy [YT] Cold Reactor - Everything Everything [YT] Long Time Friends - The Living Tombstone [YT] 成歩堂龍一 ～異議あり！ 2001 - Masakazu Sugimori [YT] 逆転裁判3 〜スペシャルブレンドミックス - Capcom Sound Team [YT]

tagging: @woohooincoffin @spiderslyre @notmeowse @thesem @vanoefucks

(sorry if i tagged anyone who already did it, also feel free to ignore or only do one of these!)

[moss-wizard]

16 years later & the early Flica albums are still some of the most gorgeous ambient albums ever produced.

[isdalinarhot]

The thing about being 5 months on T and singing along half drunk to songs is that your voice WILL crack horribly at the intersection of chest voice and (head voice? Falsetto? Fals-head-o?) and you die. Badly.

[coachbeards]

beard used to write lots of poetry and song lyrics. he brought a guitar with him when he was first in europe post-college, but he had to sell it to help support himself. he loves singing, and gets such a thrill whenever he performs (see piggy stardust. trust me) like. beard being very musically inclined is something that can be so..

[pinkponygrl]

I went out thinking surely it’s a Monday night and I’m indestructible. No consequences shall enrapture me.

Well, the fireball shots surely did

[chewablepebbles]

You're a green flag ngl. Fire taste in media, best he-man character pfp...

I was drunk the last time you sent this and I'm drunk again thank you so much 😭😭 Orko is my little man (he's such a freak)

[invidentius]

𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒

BOLD what applies to your muse ITALICIZE if there's potential / it's dependent on external factors CROSS OUT if there's NO potential under any circumstances

Repost, don't reblog.

holding hands | buying flowers | cooking | cuddles | writing a poem / song | holding door open | tying shoe laces | sharing a milkshake with two straws | offering their jacket when it's cold | kissing in the rain | publicly confessing love | long walks at the beach | doing the titanic pose on a boat | taking cute pictures in a photobooth | sharing a taxi / uber | kissing the back of their hand | slow dancing | getting tickets of their favourite artist / sports team / other | introducing them to their parents | lighting candles | flower petals on bed | love letters | star gazing | brushing / doing their hair | picnics | teaching them to play an instrument / a sport while gently guiding their hands | compliments | late night drives | taking selfies together | drawing them | self - made gifts | massages | proposing with a family heirloom ring | lending them their favourite book to read | paying for dinner / coffee | mixtapes / playlists | surprise birthday parties | feeding them | handing them keys to their apartment mansion | making space in drawer for their clothes when they stay over | sharing a blanket | couple costumes | tucking a hair strand behind their ear | running after them at the airport / keeping them from leaving | moving cities to be together | blowing a kiss | breakfast in bed | defending them in a fight (verbally / physically) | joint bubble baths | dropping the l - bomb ("i love you") | dedicating a song at the karaoke bar to them | wearing their clothes | yawning before putting an arm around them while watching a movie | grant them the last bite from a meal

tagged by stolen from: @heroing tagging: @doyouhatetheglasses / @tireironmybeloved, @saintfromkrypton, @cagedpotential (lana), @pu1itzer, @oftomorrow, @clawsextended, @crimsenza (felix), and anyone else that wants to steal it

[asmolbirb]

The fact that I can keep rhythm while SLOSHED off my ass does lend credence to my choir director’s decision to have me play every percussion instrument needed at our concerts forever until the end of time

[words-and-coffee]

I like to prowl ordinary places and taste the people- from a distance.

Charles Bukowski, Play the Piano Drunk Like a Percussion Instrument Until the Fingers Begin to Bleed a Bit: 59 cents a pound

[happyhealthycats]

Fun non-cat-related fact but I played piano for a good 15+ years, even getting to play the Steinway UNICEF peace piano for a big thing (I was very young so I remember Big Expensive Important piano and someone was dressed as John Lennon to sing "Imagine" and little else). I always had my grandmother's piano, but lost it in Sandy, and now that my grandmother's passed, that bastard old Kawai that I learned on has to go in the trash.

ANYWAY I've been woefully out of practice for the last few years because I have suddenly run into some sort of piano drought where I don't know of a single piano to practice on.

I miss playing a lot and I've been longingly staring at Kawai digital pianos since the one I THOUGHT would come to live in my house is woefully waterlogged. Do I NEED a Kawai? No, honestly. Rolands and Korgs usually wind up being cheaper as far as digi-pianos go. Buuuut there's a sentimental side that loved my old Kawai (sorry mom-mom but I'm posthumously taking ownership of the now useless wood and metal that makes up that monstrosity in your living room and you can come fight me through the Ouija board if you don't like it) even though the keys stuck and I would dread an upcoming high F because that fucker hadn't worked since before I was born.

[faaun]

WARNING: The penalty for trespassing on the railway is £1000.

[hyaciiintho]

It isn't often (or ever) that she's invited out with the ladies from Kakariko for food and drinks. She'd only been there to deliver some bread, fully prepared to turn right back around and return to the farm thereafter, but it seems today, the village girls had... OTHER plans.

Fortunate for her (and, perhaps UNfortunate, for the Hero) that she stumbles across him after a few... 'adult beverages.' Quite literally stumbles, straight into him, with a high pitched giggle and a hug that's unfathomably strong armed, for a woman her size and stature. " Fairy Booooooy! What're you in town for, huuuuun? I've missed ya! " Burying her nose into the side of his face, she lets escape another soft giggle. " I had looooots'a fun with the gals t'night. Told 'em alllll about how cute ya are and how I just wanna bake ya in a pie 'n eat ya up. Every last bite. Would ya let me? Pleeeeease? "

With how TIGHTLY she's squeezing him, clearly she has no intentions of freeing him anytime soon. It seems Hyrule will just have to be saved another day. // from Malon to Link. c; Good luck.

After the days to follow both the incident at the well, and proving himself brave enough to conquer the Shadow Temple, Link had been little worse for wear-- to put it KINDLY. Navi had expressed her concern after his exit, the hero having grown quiet as he made his way back out through the graveyard, and into Kakariko proper. Though he didn't drag his feet, nor did he slump his shoulders, it was his eyes that remained downcast, betraying his state of mind.

So determined was he, to press on ahead without rest, but the fairy insisted he take a night at the village's local inn.

'You deserve it, Link.' She said kindly, placing a tiny, but warm and gentle hand to his cheek. That, at the very least, got him to smile.

Of course, the moment was SHATTERED when Malon made her appearance, somber developments taking a sharp, unexpected turn all too suddenly. Prior emotions seemed to shatter before him, crumpling to the ground in a forgotten heap, replaced with instead... whatever was happening, now. Sapphires gradually widened as she approached, eyes shifting to and fro her face and her feet, watching as she came closer and closer until she was right in his space.

Oh, how his face began to BURN, color flooding every inch of skin, up to very tips of tapered ears. Hands hovered, not knowing just what to do with them, though in the end, deciding to hold firmly onto her sides as the girl began to sway precariously to the side. It felt as though he was the only thing keeping the redhead standing-- and that may very well be true, for all he knew !! He was FAR too concerned to let her go, in fear that he may find out.

Frantically, he looked towards Navi for advice, but the fairy looked just as clueless as he, and offered little of advice and help.

"I... I-I... I...!" Speechless... He was SPEECHLESS !! "I... I...!" Perfectly articulate, The Hero of Hyrule was.

It would seem as though another task has been poised before him, this time, a little less... daunting in the sense of gloom and DOOM, and more so in the test of courage in the face of Malon. She needed to get home, safe and sound, didn't she? He couldn't just leave her here by herself, especially not when she was acting so... strangely.

Sick-- She must have come down with some form of ILLNESS, that must be it! And she needed his help!

"H-home...!" Link finally managed to speak, face still a bright shade of red as he bravely scooped her up into his arms. She would need to be brought home to the ranch, and Epona was just beyond Kakariko's borders. Surely, he could make it to there without further ISSUE and return her to her father, right?

She held onto him so TIGHTLY, her face, so close that he could feel her breath against his skin.

Oh... what an ultimate test of COURAGE this was... one that he truly felt he may fail, if she nuzzled him for even a moment longer!

[mannequinentity]

I like to think sober Manny plays the most goofiest songs on piano, enthusiastic and getting the crowd riled up with his never-ending energy and roaring voice.

Then you have Drunk Manny, playing the darkest tune imaginable with an unmoving expression that doesn't blink, doesn't realize his face is a mess from the tears. Just a blank face but a soul screaming for help with a thousand-yard stare.

Somewhat of a way to see a glimpse of his true self.