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[rynli]

every binary man does this

part 1 part 2

[soundleer]

Mourningglory fankid anyone? 👀

this made me realize i haven't finished my mourningglory fankid whoops jdjdbf

but yea funny how i haven't made up my mind with how i want the fanchild to look so i decided to bust my ass and completely redesign them to my liking so here's this lovely sea bunny child from mine hyee

sea bun, iida!! 💚💙

[fumble-art]

Oversensory

[athetos]

The reason I find video game soundtracks so fascinating is because they have specific purposes that are in most ways exclusive to the medium: they have to be a) able to be looped; which leads into b) not grating after listening to it for minutes, even hours on end; and c) capture a specific location/feeling. While there are exceptions for cutscenes and cinematic moments, the music often isn’t choreographed to a scene like in films or shows. Sometimes they go about adding frills like that in other ways, such as the stings you get in Wind Waker when you successfully land a hit on an enemy in battle, or Super Mario Bros Wonder’s incredible sound design that plays certain sound effects in harmony with whatever chord is in the background.

And that’s without factoring in hardware limitations! Only having so many sound channels on 8-bit platforms meant that chords (which require a minimum of 3 channels, which many only had 4) had to be played by very quickly alternating one channel between 2 notes to make it sound like 3 notes are playing at once, or just forgoing traditional chords altogether. That’s why a lot of retro game music uses counterpoint - multiple contrasting melodies - to add color to the compositions and imply chords. They didn’t really have many other options.

I just think it’s really cool that game composers face unique challenges and goals, and that they were still able to pull off tunes that have stuck with players for decades at this point.

[velvetjune]

the chapter songs in Alan Wake 2,, flawless

[kenkaneki224]

Oh how i would love to see a Shadowhunters x Good Omens au/fanfiction 😩. But like imagine the gang from Shadowhunters visiting Aziraphale’s bookshop for advice of just visiting the bookshop and finding out that Aziraphale is an angel and Crowley is a demon and that theyre besties. Or like if Aziraphale and Crowley gound out about the shadowworld, how their minds would be like “wtf, theres a whole different universe thats been existing right under our noses??? 😳”.

[pyr0cue]

Craziest argument for Billie ellish or whoever to have won the Grammys is “well she had more streams!” An artists popularity is not a measure of their competency as a musician, hope this helps!

[c0rpseductor]

i love. writng 347 words before bed in the middle of the night and going to bed like oh my god this is bad. its so bd and i forgot how to write and i can never do it again and the girlies on ao3 will kill me. and then you wake up the next morning terrified to read it and it's completely serviceable

[satzy]

The Greatest Birthday Gift (for me) from my most Favorite Person on the planet! This is truly one of the smoothest, most eloquent writing experiences that a writing man/woman/person can experience. For me it was a deep yearning - not for the pen itself but the magic, the symbolism, the courage to put pen on paper day after day and to truly let the ruminations, the word haze clear into beautifully and sometimes haphazardly but never, coarsely, defined strokes forming words that become the sails to voyages into the past selves of me.

It may seem overtly selfish and narcissistic, but to truly recognize who I am and then to let it go is a gratifying meditation.

Not easy, not too difficult and one doesn't need a precise fine writing instrument to do it but then holding and writing with such fine crafted and engineered ink impressionists is what makes being a writer, worth every bit of the madness.

[nowordsformylove]

The Monkees was just Micky, Peter and Mike for a long time until Mike met Davy. He never told the guys about him (because he didnt want them to embarrass him) and Mikes always out picking up Davy and taking him on dates. Eventually Mikes ready to introduce his friends to his boyfriend but they just… don’t seem to understand

Mickys always asking Davy if he has a girlfriend and Davy (who does not yet know just how clueless these guys can be) thinks it’s a joke and goes along with it

Davy’s slowly integrated into the group then the band and then he’s asked to move in (after a heavy adult discussion with Mike about their relationship and next steps). Davy and Mike are both under the assumption they’ll share a room since… boyfriends. But Peter kidnaps Davy and begs until they can be roommates

Eventually Mike and Davy realise the others actually don’t know they’re together and bet each other how long it will take them to figure out. They don’t even attempt to hide their relationship but it seems the more coupley they act the less the others cop on

It takes them making out half naked on the couch for the others to even raise an eyebrow (“I thought you guys were just really close”)

wrote a short thing :)

“We’ve talked it over, and, well, Davy already spends so much time here anyway, so I thought ‘he might as well just move in’ and I think it’s the right next move for us and he agrees, so what do y’all think? Would you be fine if Davy moved in here with us?” Mike asked, shifting nervously on his feet as he looked down at his two best friends to see their reactions. He didn’t know why he was so nervous, it just seemed like a big deal asking his friends if his boyfriend could move in with them. What if they didn’t want Davy around that often? No, that would be silly; Davy already spent so much time hanging around the pad he practically lived there, the only difference would be that he’d be sleeping there now too.

He resisted the urge to swipe his hands against his jeans, but Davy felt his arms tense up from where his hands were wrapped around his bicep and he gave his arm a comforting squeeze.

“Yes that’s fantastic!” Peter said, with a wide, cheery grin spreading across his face.

“Yeah that’s a groovy idea. Davy is a perfect addition.” Micky chimed in.

“Oh, you think so? Thanks fellas, this means a lot, really-“

“I’m so excited I finally get to have a roommate!” Peter said as he sprung up from his seat. He latched onto Davy’s arm and started tugging him in the direction of his bedroom.

“You- what?” Davy asked as he let himself be pulled across the pad, throwing a confused look over his shoulder at Mike who stared back at him just as confound.

“It will be like a sleepover every night. And I won’t get lonely and have to bother Micky and Mike in the middle of the night anymore. We can put your bed right there and you can have these drawers in the dresser.” Peter said as he started opening drawers and moving his clothes around. Davy watched as he shuffled around the room moving stuff and reorganizing his drawers. 

“Um- Peter- you know- I was really planning to move in with Mike.” Davy said, awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck as Peter stopped his hectic motions and turned to look at Davy.

“Yeah you’re moving in with Mike, Micky, and I. That’s why I’m clearing a space for you.”

“No I mean I was planning to move into Mike’s room with him.”

“But Micky already rooms with Mike it doesn’t make any sense for you to move in there too… unless, is it that you don’t want to room with me?” Peter asked staring down at Davy with the biggest, saddest eyes he’d ever seen. He felt a pang of guilt in his chest.

“No peter that’s not it at all. You’d be a great roommate.” 

“So you do want to room with me?” Peter asked, a relieved smile taking place of the frown. Davy swallowed down the words of rejection as he stared into Peter’s wide, hopeful eyes. He couldn’t do it; what kind of monster could make Peter feel sad and rejected when he was one of the sweetest people Davy had ever met before.

“Yeah I’ll be your roommate. It’ll be fun just like you said." Davy barely finished his sentence before he was being pulled into a hug by an enthusiastic Peter.

"When are you moving in? Oh I can't wait to help you decorate your side of the room." Peter said clasping his hands together excitedly.

"What're y'all talking about in here?" Mike asked from where he was leaned up against the door frame.

"How Davy is going to decorate his side of the room!"

"His side of the room?" Mike repeated, quirking his eyebrow at Davy who smiled back at him sheepishly.

"Err, Peter can you give me a moment alone with Mike, please?"

"Of course." Peter said as he passed by Mike who was stepping into the room.

"Why does Peter think you'll be rooming with him?" Mike asked once the door shut behind them.

"I kind of told Peter that I would."

"Why would you do that?"

"I tried to tell him I was moving in with you but he looked at me with these big sad puppy eyes and I just didn't have it in me to disappoint him. I swear I've never met someone who reminded me so much of a golden retriever before." Davy explained. Mike nodded along to the last part, having been subjected to Peter's sad puppy eyes before. He knew they were hard to fight if you weren't used to them.

"It's going to be awfully hard to take it back now." Mike said. Davy gave him a pained look.

"Oh come on Mike, it's not so bad of an idea. If I move in down here then at least we don't have to move all of Micky's stuff downstairs. And if we need some alone time I'm sure the guys won't mind switching rooms for a night." Davy said, stepping up to Mike and wrapping his arms around his waist as he fluttered his eyelashes and gave a dazzling smile. "It'll work out fine in the end." he said as he stood on his tippy toes to press a kiss to Mike's neck, then his chin, the his cheek. Mike couldn't help the smile the spread across his face, and he wrapped his arms around Davy's back as he pecked his lips in a small kiss.

"I know you just don't want to deal with a sad Peter, but the Micky thing is a good point. I really don't want to have to spend the day lugging his hundreds of trinkets and god knows what else he has under his bed down the stairs."

"Shall we go back to my place and pack up my things? Peter's already started clearing a space for me, so I think I could be all set up by the end of the day."

"Yeah, I'll meet you in the car, I'm gonna grab some boxes out of the garage for your stuff." Mike replied, pressing one more kiss to Davy's lips before they untangled themselves and headed to the door.

[akkivee]

woke up and this was all my brain was doing lmao

[trainingdummyrabbit]

listen as a big fan of percussive rhythm and chanting i gotta say this was and is a pretty big deal 2 me

[aturnoftheearth]

finding out that the ghost on the shore is the only song i can listen to while working on school work is so beautiful