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ACOSM | The Night she played the violin for her Father
azriel x rhysand's sister (oc)
warnings: angst
summary: Valeria has a violin solo that doesn't end as she had hoped. ft possessive Az
A/N: this is an imagine among my collection that follow Rhysand's sister, Valeria. while I'm still working on them, you can find the masterlist for it here. I was able to update this so quickly because I had already written this awhile back. I probably won't be able to update again until next weekend.
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Valeria had never been nervous to perform. Music was second nature to her, it flowed through her veins. She loved it. She lived for it.
The announcement of her solo for the Night Court’s annual concert was exciting and thrilling. She had poured her heart into her audition, dedicating countless hours to perfecting her performance. When she set her goal on something, she achieved them swiftly. The piece she performed was one composed by her grandmother. It had brought those who were in the audience during the auditions to tears and the orchestra’s conductor had recognized the tune immediately. He was the one who told her the song was an ode her grandmother composed for her beloved son, Valeria’s father. One that many struggled to interpret and perform with the same emotion her grandmother would. Doubts of favoritism nagged at her, fearing she only secured the solo due to her family name. Yet, the orchestra’s genuine love and praise for her silenced those concerns. They were overjoyed to have her join them.
As the performance date drew near, the initial thrill morphed into a relentless anxiety, all due to the daunting prospect of her father’s attendance. She had subtly reminded him a couple days prior and he had responded with a thoughtful hum–an interaction her heart clung to desperately.
Valeria had rehearsed her grandmother’s composition countless times after the audition. Every chord was etched in her heart. She was confident in her abilities yet, she could do nothing to ease her nerves. What if she was not good enough for the only person’s opinion she cared for?
She hated how much power her father had over her, the weight of his approval was heavy.
Her fingers trembled slightly as she reached to clasp her beloved necklace.
“Allow me.” A voice chimed in, startling her but her body relaxed under the familiar and warm touch.
“You’ve got to stop doing that.” Valeria exhaled as her gaze met Azriel’s through the reflection of her vanity’s mirror, referring to the way the dear shadowsinger had gotten into the habit of sneaking up on her.
Azriel shrugged with a smirk, his shadows swirling around him. “You left the balcony doors open.”
Valeria hummed in acknowledgement, realizing she had indeed left the doors to her balcony open. It had become an unspoken invitation between them–an open balcony meant Azriel was welcome, making his nightly visits easier with the assistance of his shadows.
As Valeria remained uncharacteristically quiet, Azriel sensed her nerves. With a frown, he turned her around to face him. He grasped her smaller hands in his, noticing the blisters on her fingers as he gently held them. A rush of relief washed over her, prompting her gaze to meet Azriel’s.
His hazel eyes radiated warmth and reassurance. “You’re going to do great today.”
“What if he doesn’t show up?” Her bottom lip quivered, threatening to curve down into a frown.
“He’d be a fool not to.”
Valeria sighed, releasing her hands from his. “I should get dressed.”
“Why?” Azriel teased, his eyes raking over her form, barely covered by the thin and rather short night gown she wore. “I much prefer you like this…or with nothing at all.”
Valeria shot him a look. Her playful glare was overshadowed by the frantic flutter of her heart against her chest. Judging by the smug look on Azriel’s face, she wondered if he could hear it.
Azriel’s shadows rose, the black tendrils undulating like a cat’s arching back, sensing someone’s approach. Lady Yvaine. His eyes locked with Valeria’s curious one. His head inclined toward her door, a silent goodbye shared between them.
Before vanishing into the shadows, he tenderly peppered her face with reassuring kisses, saving her lips for last.
Valeria was left blushing and flustered as her mother entered the room.
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Valeria stood on the grand stage, her violin poised delicately in her grasp. The spotlight enveloped her like the moon, casting an ethereal glow as she drew the bow across the strings. The first notes emerged, pure and resonant, flowing seamlessly into the room. The melody echoed a hauntingly beautiful tale, painting emotions and stories of a mother’s love in the air.
Valeria’s eyes were closed, fearing to look at the audience and choosing to let the music absorb her completely instead. Her every movement was graceful, her passion intertwining with the melody she coaxed from her violin.
As the music surged, a tide of emotions rising and falling, she carried the audience on a journey through joy and sorrow. The song whispered secrets and dreams, unveiling a world of emotions that transcended words.
When the last note faded into a hushed silence, Valeria slowly opened her eyes, her chest rising and falling in rhythm with the lingering emotions. A thunderous applause erupted, reasoning throughout the room as her eyes searched the audience. She found her mother, brother, Azriel and Cassian. They, along with a couple of others, had risen to their feet.
Her eyes scanned the crowd in vain, searching for the familiar figure of her father. A wave of crushing disappointment washed over her, shattering something deep within so violently that she feared the entire audience could hear it. Her steps faltered, retreating as tears welled in her eyes.
The one person she had wanted to come was not there.
With a quick bow to the audience, she winnowed away, one singular thought echoing in her mind.
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Worry washed over Rhysand as he witnessed the profound hurt etched across his sister’s face before she abruptly vanished from the stage. The audience around them were unaware of the shift in her face, attributing it to the emotion from her performance but Rhysand knew better. He knew how much this performance meant to her and with each passing moment, he held onto hope that their father would eventually arrive. He turned to his mother, noting the shared look of concern.
“I need to go to her.”
The words had slipped out of Azriel in a surge of concern that had been sparked by seeing Valeria hurt.
Rhysand turned to Azriel, his gaze sharpening. There was something in the Shadowsinger’s tone that didn’t settle well with him. Something possessive, almost. Rhysand didn’t know what came over him next but he was stopping the Shadowsinger before he could disappear into his shadows.
“She’s my sister. My responsibility.” Rhysand firmly reiterated. “I’m going to find her.”
Azriel felt a burning sensation in his chest, causing his jaw to tense as he clutched the purple peonies he had picked for Valeria, the pressure making his knuckles turn white. Cassian, sensing the tense energy between the two, moved himself into both of their views.
“We’re just worried too, Rhys.” Cassian said gently. “She’s like a sister to us…Right, Az?”
Azriel remained silent, though he made a conscious effort to ease his tension. He could feel Valeria’s pain and wanted nothing more than to rush and soothe her. Rhysand noted the silence but his priority was finding his sister so without another word, he winnowed away.
Azriel stilled when he felt Lady Yvaine’s hand at his shoulder. Her gaze was warm and loving as always, despite her concern over her daughter. “Rhys will find her,” she reassured him with an ease that only a loving mother could provide. “Do you and Cassian mind accompanying me back to the Moonstone palace?”
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Valeria stood at the doors of her father’s office in the grand Moonstone palace. Her violin and bow were still clutched tightly in her trembling hands. She didn’t bother to knock, forcefully throwing the doors open with her powers.
She had hoped to find him busy, drowning in his work and duties as High Lord. Her hope shattered into an overwhelming torrent of anger when she discovered him engaged in a casual round of chess with Keir.
The words were bursting from her, charged with the weight of her dashed hopes. “Where were you?”
The High Lord remained fixated on the chessboard, seemingly uninterested in her presence, drawing a chuckle from Keir. Their indifference only fueled her simmering rage. “Can’t you see? We’re in the middle of something,” her father replied, dismissing her without a glance.
“You said you’d be there–”
“I promised nothing.” His tone cut through her like a blade.
“I practiced so much.”
Tears blurred Valeria’s vision as her hands, singed with pain from the blisters, clutched the violin and bow fiercely. Her voice shook with emotion, the words she wanted to add–”for you”--hovering on the edge of her lips. Fear and anguish held them back.
It was Keir who looked up from their chess game, casting a mocking glance her way. “As expected.”
She glared at Keir but her attention quickly turned back to her father. Though she knew she should leave before things escalated, she was too overwhelmed by her hurt to turn away.
“I spent these past six months trying to meet your high expectations. I listened. I obeyed. I kept my mouth shut. I–I did everything I could to be the perfect daughter. I thought you’d be proud…”
It was then that the High Lord, her father, lifted his gaze, finally acknowledging her presence. His cold violet eyes met hers and with his next words, he shattered the remaining pieces of her heart completely.
“Proud?” His voice was laced with an incredulous tone that mocked her. “Over you doing what is expected of you? Over you learning how to play a mere instrument?”
Both the High Lord and Keir shared a look, chuckling darkly.
“That is no reason to be proud, you child.”
His voice was venomous as he reduced to her nothing and she recoiled back at the sting.
“Daughters,” Keir said, rolling his eyes. “Always so entitled. It’s why sons are preferred.”
“If that is all,” her father said as he returned his attention back to their game of chess. “Then you may leave before you cost me this game.”
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Valeria ran to her place of solace within the Moonstone palace–the moon gardens. It was only once she confirmed that she was alone that she released the tears in her eyes. They ran down her heated cheeks.
Her violin and bow were still in her hands and at that moment, she hated them. All the blood, sweat and tears she had poured into her performance… She had been praised and applauded by her audience–including the ones she loved most–but she hated how the absence of her father’s presence reduced her hard work into nothing.
However, this hurt went beyond music. Valeria had exhausted herself over the past couple of six months to gain her father’s approval. When he had suggested she return to her etiquette classes, she did so with no hesitation. When she noticed he had a keen appetite for strawberries, she had baked the most delicious strawberry tarts for breakfast the following morning. When marriage had been brought up, she even humored the idea, despite her heart already having been claimed by another.
Everything she did was delicately crafted to ensure that she was worthy of being his daughter. Although her father was still not aware of her secret training sessions with the Valkyries, her practice became lacking as she shifted to activities that might please her father instead. The only sliver of happiness she allowed herself was her secret relationship with Azriel. She was not happy with all these changes, but she did so for the High Lord, her father. She had desperately clung to their shared love for music–hoping that it would be the last piece of the puzzle to appeal to her father.
Valeria threw her bow to the floor and stomped on it with her foot until it was nothing but broken pieces of wood and string. She felt as if she wasted her time with the instrument. Her violin went next. She raised it with both hands before slamming it down against the floor. It broke into jagged halves at the impact. She directed her hands toward the pieces, using her powers to destroy it further. She didn’t stop until her violin was completely just as shattered as her heart was.
She didn’t even register the presence of another until she felt hands on her face.
Valeria blinked the tears away, finding a worried Rhysand right in front of her. Her breaths were heavy and jagged as the pieces of wood beneath her feet. Rhysand kept his hands on her face, his eyes searching her face and body in search of any injury.
“Nothing I do is ever good for him.” She sniffled. “It is literally impossible to please him.”
“Val, I’m so sorry.” Rhysand’s voice was soft and full of compassion and when he confirmed that there were no physical injuries, he let out a small exhale and pulled Valeria into his arms.
“I don’t know why I care so much anymore.” She admitted, burying her head into her brother’s chest. “But it hurts, Rhys. I hate and fear him at the same time.”
And then the tears were falling again as she began to sob uncontrollably. Her tears drenched his shirt as his hold on her tightened. He rested his chin on top of her head. “I’m sorry,” he whispered once more, uncertain of the words to console her.
Rhysand held her until her cries and sobs gradually came to a stop. He pulled away, leading her to sit at the edge of a grand fountain in the heart of the gardens. After a deep exhale, Valeria spoke.
“You can light a candle and he’d be proud of you.”
There was envy in her tone but no trace of anger or resentment directed toward him
“I can light a candle and he’d scold me for my candle being too dim.” She let out a humorless chuckle. “Even though it would be just as bright as yours.”
Rhysand frowned and said nothing, acknowledging her words. He hated the truth of the situation as much as she did. She turned her body to face forward. Her violet eyes were distant as she continued.
“I excel in everything I set my mind to but somehow, it’s never enough. I have to reach out and find my place as the High Lord’s daughter but never forget my place as an Illyrian woman. I have to always be grateful for keeping my wings unclipped but never forget how quickly they can be taken away. I have to be strong but I cannot train. I can never be rude, never be selfish, never show fear.”
Valeria let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding and Rhysand’s heart broke. He knew his sister had been hurting for a while but he failed to realize the depth of her suffering all these years.
“I am always doing something wrong and somehow, it’s always my fault. I’ve been a failure since birth for something I had no control over. I should’ve just not been bor–”
“Oh, my sweet child.” Her mother’s voice interrupted, refusing to let her finish that sentence. She approached her children, kneeling before Valeria and coaxing her gaze to meet hers. “You’ve been nothing but a treasure and joy since birth.”
“I almost killed you.” Valeria spoke in a soft, subdued tone, her eyes reflecting a flicker of guilt. She had caused her mother so much pain at birth–something her father never failed to remind her of. “And the reason you can’t bear him another son.”
Lady Yvaine was shaking her head in protest, frowning slightly. She wiped the tears from Valeria’s face. “I give thanks to the Mother and Cauldron for your existence every day.”
She grasped both Rhysand’s and Valeria’s hands into her own, rubbing soothing circles onto the back of them. Warmth emanated from her brown eyes, filled with deep admiration for the children she had brought into this world. Her wings unfurled behind her, enveloping them in a motherly embrace as a radiant smile graced her face.
“You two are enough for me. You mean everything to me and I love you both so much. Don’t you ever forget that.”
“We never will.” Rhysand finally spoke. “We love you so much.”
Valeria felt a flooding warmth in her heart. Her father may not love her as she yearned for but she was not alone. She had her doting mother and brother. They were enough.
She would no longer live beholden to her father’s expectations. She decided she was going to follow her own path to happiness, where she would live life for herself.
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tag list: @justrepostandlove , @kemillyfreitas, @thelov3lybookworm
A/N: sorry this one didn't have much of Az and Val but this is a pivotal point in Val's life. The last couple of imagines are building up to the storyline I have planned. But you got to see a glimpse of possessive Az and a suspicious Rhys lol.
idk if y'all are DPR Ian fans but he just released a song called "violet crazy" and I feel like it's a song that matches Val and Az so well. I added it to the playlist I made here. I listened to Billie Eilish's "what was I made for?" a lot while writing this as this imagine was inspired by the monologue in the Barbie movie.
#azriel x oc#azriel shadowsinger#azriel x reader#azriel imagine#acotar imagine#rhysand's sister#acotar#azriel x rhysand's sister#acosm
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And here is post Nov 3, 2020 bloodbath,
AZ: deleted the results of the 2020 election before an audit
PA: all forensic evidence, logs, records yellow sheets gone
GA: 74 counties destroyed the original Dominion ballot images
Even Liz Cheney destroyed +1.5 terabyte of EVIDENCE,
https://x.com/Real_RobN/status/1770997825448673543?s=20
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Aren’t mates supposed to have similar powers? Azriel and Elain hace both been described as stepping put of shadows. He’s a spy, hears and sees more than others, Elain is a seer and we’ve seen how her audition is also better than the average fae. When have we seen something like this for Elucien? Never. And not even his metal eye seeing through glamours is repeated for Elain like the shadows for Elriel. Y’all see potential in their personalities, but Elriel has personality AND powers AND attraction. I can’t wait to see y’all reactions to Elriel being endgame
Rowan had wind and Aelin had fire.
Hunt lightning and Bryce has Starborn light.
Feyre has the power of all the High Lords and Rhys only has shadows and starlight.
Az might hear and see things others can't because of his shadows but Lucien can see things others can't as well because of his eye. He also sensed Cassian was at the door before knocking just as Helion sensed where Feyre was just as Elain sensed where the Suriel was.
Elain stepped out of the shadows because she was coming from the forest, the forest with trees. You know, those big tall things that shade people. I suggest you reread the scene.
He just stepped into the clearing from the forest then prepared to unleash his magic on Nesta and Cassian. Elain had snuck up behind him.
E/riel actually has zero personality together. I think the most interesting conversation they've ever shared is when Az was telling her about the Illyrians hearing the song of the wind and that's the same book we learn Az doesn't even like to consider himself Illyrian.
Have they ever talked of anything outside of gardens, his sparkly Siphons, Nesta and Cassian bickering and her joking about the headaches the others give him? All which consisted of two lines at the most? Riveting stuff, let me tell you. That talk hit me in the feels, deeply moving. It's not like Elain had just lost her fiance, humanity or father or anything. They clearly had nothing deep to go over.
I'm sure Elain is also going to love learning about the symphony of pain Az can conduct when torturing, since she's a big fan of violence and all that.
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I have a couple Azriel x Reader/OC fics that I’ve been writing and I just adore the FMC in them. I don’t know when you’ll get any of these but I wanted to share excerpts from the WIP’s they’re from that you’ll get (eventually).
This is a long Az x Reader fic (with other beloved characters playing large roles) that I have about 40 pages written of right now.
“Well, this has been lovely. Take the night to sleep on your options. You can speak your truth tomorrow - or Rhysand can come break into your mind. Choose wisely”
Wondering if it was the slight comfort of knowing my mate would likely quell his methods of torture when it came to me, or if I truly had a death wish - I raised my cuffed hands, a middle finger proudly displayed on each.
His face didn’t shift, not in the slightest, as he turned toward the door. He took a step, tensing as a spoonful of mashed potatoes flung against the back of his head. His shadows agitated, swirling around, he turned and I expected pure icy-rage but he only gave me a cool grin,
“Oh, and ‘Ror, tomorrow we’ll need a brief on the Illyrian that you murdered in Windhaven. Devlon’s pretty pissed about that.”
Then he was gone-
and I was so fucked.
Another Azriel x Reader because he’s my favorite to write for 🥹
“Says the wannabe bouncer who just threw me over his shoulder and carried me out of an establishment against my will!!”
“You were ordered to leave after turning the dance floor into a damn hazard! It’s not like I was sweeping you away to take advantage of you.”
“I fail to see how that gives you the right to take me out?? If you want to work at Rita’s just fill out an application like a normal citizen. You don’t have to fucking audition.”
He scoffed. “I report directly to the High Lord, I have every right to carry you out of the establishment, this city, or the whole damn territory if I please.”
A smug grin crept its way onto his face as she finally shut up.
The smugness faded quickly as she waived a hand at him, “You’re dismissed, bird boy.”
#sarah j maas#acotar#a court of thorns and roses#azriel#a court of silver flames#a court of frost and starlight#a court of mist and fury#a court of wings and ruin#azriel shadowsinger#azriel x reader
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i've been reading your posts about industry topics and the current h & b*n situation (and the az*offs) and i just can't comprehend how someone can sell their voice and values and morals for money? to continue their career? it just seems so money-hungry to me yk? and weak-minded, i don't want to sound rude because i don't know everything about the whole situation but yeah. i get having a dream, wanting to fulfil that dream and once one has it its hard to let go but how can one just turn off one's consciousness, ignore it all? for money, fame, a dream? my biggest dream is to be a model, i got castings and offers but i'd rather not achieve that dream if that means supporting a system that glorifies anorexia, is fatphobic etcetc, i was 17 back then. it was so easy to choose my morals. idk i'm rambling sorry for that, i just had this in my head. also when he does say political stuff etcetc why is he also supporting people like w*nstok az*offs etc? you cant be an ally and concurrently support antis yk... i mean yk ok i'll. stop rambling sorry for my english, not my first language :/
Don’t apologise for rambling, and certainly not your English!!! It’s fantastic, and thank you for sending this in!!
I think the modelling industry has been exposed for its problematic issues to the wider public a lot earlier on than the music industry has. Sure, both industries are very messy, but it’s a lot easier to point out “oh the modelling industry is fatphobic/encourages eating disorders” than “the music industry is corrupt and artists are forced to be closeted and overworked to the point of taking adrenaline shots before shows and barely ever actually seeing any of their own money the whole time” for the general public, because a lot of them just don’t have the awareness of how bad the music industry truly is, unless they’ve done research, been in this fandom (or one similar), or have come across info on social media about it, which is happening more and more these days. The technology to now communicate to massive groups of people and expose people/industries/artists and everything is an excellent tool to encourage change. The modelling industry has certainly seen a shift, and the music industry is slowly moving a bit as well. It’s just… an absolute mess though.
At the end of the day, they were kids who auditioned for a singing show because their mums encouraged them to, and they had no idea what was gonna happen if they did “make it”. Shooting to fame from the X Factor where you already get a huge amount of PR from being on TV, as opposed to working your way up slowly and seeing how it works, and understanding what you want, and choosing labels/managers etc. to work with who you know for a fact aren’t gonna do what Coward did, is just vastly different. I didn’t understand so much about the industry until I was already in it. And those kids were locked in with contracts, groomed, and thrown into the spotlight. And now they’re men. And we know they are good guys. But… it’s not as simple as just dropping everything to stand up for what you believe in, ya know?
I mean, obviously all the great stuff that they love about their job they want to keep, but they’re also tied up to a million contracts. So it’s actually a really long legal process to cut ties with it all without going entirely bankrupt/sued/having your whole career ruined. It’s very yikes but they’re already in the thick of it, and at the top of it. So yeah. Even just speaking up could mean a breach of contract. It is very disappointing he’s not at the very least cut off W*nston though.
Both industries are profiting at the expense of young hopefuls, both industries have produced incredibly inspiring and fantastic people, and both industries have burnt people out to nothing. It’s extremely frustrating to watch.
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Van a Konzern okàdék munkahelyem, - igen, ahol minden felettesem wasp férfi - ahol minden affiliatemnél audit van. Màr sikeresen el jutottunk a Finanzamtnàl egy Selbstanzeigéig.
Noch dazu még 50 dB random issue.
Van a StartUp - igen, ahol minden felettesem wasp ferfi - ott évet kell zàrni meg hònapot is , és sikeresen eljutottam az 5. ügyintézöhöz a Finanzamtnal ebben az évben mert kell tölük vissza a cash de azt persze nem adjàk egyszerüen. Noch dazu még kb 50 random issue.
Közben ki kell költöztetni a szüleimet és anyukàm problémai a felültöltös mosogép - redöny- internet tengelyen mozognak.
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Kivancsian varom h Este a kutya v a gyerek fog e behànyni..
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Melorol rantolok
Mert egyszerre csak egy problemaval tudok szembenezni, azzal se olyan jol/konnyen.
Managerem ismet nagyon huzott, azok utan, hogy olyan kedvesen tudtomra adta par hete, hogy elertem jelenlegi munkahelyem csucsara es totalisan osszezuzta az onbizalmam (vagy csak megprobalta, who knows, majd egyszer gondolom lecsapodik). Dani raersz, 1on1, no emoji, full formalis. Ofc ra. Azert hogy bejelentse, hogy majd masnap hivatalosan is bejelentik, hogy jelenlegi TLem lelep es hat hogy, gg de nem en kapom meg a melojat, de legyek olyan kedves tamogassam majd mindenbe, mert szuksege lesz ra. Termeszetesen, mert mindig mindenkit tamogatok mindenbe, tudva, hogy majd egyszer nekem is csurran a jobol.
Na mar most, valoban eljatszottam a gondolattal korabbab, ha netalantan a pozi felszabadul, akkor mit valaszolnek. (Yes, mert gondoltam akar kepbe is kerulhetek, mint versenyzo. Aw honey). Tudom, hogy szivas a role. Meeting meeting hatan, ezer fele review, audit, prezentalas, training tartas megmiegymas, (az irodai csocso rovasara) de a masik oldalon ott volt, hogy wow, azert ebben viszont lehet ezt azt tanulni. Megvolt a felepitett strategiam, hogy kerek par nap turelmet mielott dontok, atbeszelem a tanacsadoimmal aztan vegul ugy is elfogadom. Mert valamiert ALLANDOAN az a vege, hogy maradok a cegnel. Csak minek.
Igazabol megsprolt nekem egy csomo pro contrat, megengedte, hogy general sme legyek (jelentsen ez akarmit, mert nincs ilyen rolunk), es azt is kijelentette, hogy amig itt vagyok es nem mondtam fel, teljes jogu tagja vagyok a csapatnak. (Imsorrywhat)
Masfel - ket evvel ezelott azert nem kaptam meg ugyan ezt a rolet mert allitolag borzaszto a people management skillem, meg szerencse hogy neki tok okes.
Hogyan is mondja a Thuroczy a Mini Krubiba. Egy icipici test a mellkasod nyomja, ott csucsul rajtad, az aki lehettel volna. Jaja, ezaz.
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{ALLY UPDATE}
So I know you guys have been sending in all kinds of requests and I see them, I do I promise, but I have to take a step back here. About a month ago I auditioned for a drum core (it’s like professional marching band ik major nerd over here) and they asked me to switch instruments. After I already committed to playing one.
I’m fucking outraged and idk what to do. At first I was good to play mine, then they said they needed me to play synth (piano) and control all the electronics. That was Saturday. Now, three days later, they asked me to play ANOTHER INSTRUMENT. And I cannot get out of it. Idk what to do and I’m pissed off. I cannot focus on anything else right now other than having to learn how to play a brand new instrument by Saturday and have all the warmups/music memorized.
There are two or three things I have prepared and could post but it’ll be the last of my writing for a while. I just don’t know what to do, I literally will have to spend every waking moment trying to figure it out and I’m so fucking irate. I hope you guys understand and I love each and every one of you for being so patient with me thus far. Hopefully some more Az x Reader x Xaden will make up for it 😅
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Tuti, hogy az IRS-nél senki nem látta, vagy nem vette komolyan a Producereket, mert amúgy már rég menne a mindenre kiterjedő audit a Disney-nél
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"Cause I'm just a kid and life is a Nightmare..."
Like...literally. After being without a job for quite a long period because of my cervical problems, one of my friends introduced me to the Horror House in Budapest. It's a 25-30 min interactive live show (in english or in hungarian, depending on the visitors) with real actors, spooky stories and lot of jumpscares. A unique place with creative set up and also has an escape room and a coffin escape game for couples.
I auditioned on the next opening and worked with the group for almost a full year in the house, occasionally on horror movie premiers and in the Austrian Family Park for the Halloween season. It was a great experience, a little returning to performing and definitely a lot of development in creativity, improvisation and my verbal skills. Not only we came up with our own characters, but also the stories we told to our visitors. Therefore every day was a different set up and a new challenge.
I left this april with a bittersweet feeling to return to teaching dance and fitness, but I'm taking with me great memories.
I encourage everyone to visit this fantastic place if you're into horror one bit!
Thank you Nightmare in Budapest,
see you later! <3
A 2023-as évem dióhéjban...
Miután elég hosszú időre munka nélkül maradtam a gerincsérveim mitatt, egy jóbarátom elvitt a budapesti horror házba. Egy igazán kreatív, hátborzongató hely, ahol egy interaktív 25-30 perces horror túrán vehet részt az ember, élő színészekkel. Az előadás különböző szobákon és bizarr sztorikon visz keresztül rengeteg ijesztéssel. (Angolul vagy magyar nyelven, a vendégektől függően.) Emellett van egy szabaduló szobájuk, illetve egy páros koporsó szabaduló játék is.
Természetesen a legközelebbi adandó alkalommal jelentkeztem munkára, és miután felvételt nyertem, egy évet dolgoztam a csapattal a házban, néha mozi premiereken, valamint az Osztrák Family Parkban is a Halloweeni szezonban. Amellett, hogy fantasztikus élmény volt kicsit visszatérni az előadóművészethez, kreativitásban és főképp az improvizációs készségemben, illetve a beszédkészségemben éreztem óriási fejlődést a munka által. Mivel nem csak hogy saját magunk alkottuk meg a karaktereinket, de a vendégeknek előadott sztorit és jeleneteket is mi találtuk is és állítottuk be, így minden nap új kihívás volt számunkra.
Keserédes szájízzel vettem búcsút a helytől most áprilisban, hogy vissztérjek eredeti hivtásomhoz a tánchoz és edzősködéshez, de rengeteg jó emléket viszek innen magammal.
Mindenkinek jószívvel ajánlom, hogy látogasson el erre a fantasztikus helyre, ha egy kicsit is szereti a horror műfajt.
Köszönet mindenért Nightmare in Budapest,
Később találkozunk! <3
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