To all my companions— family, friends, pupils… I wish to thank you with all my being for the wonderful tributes you have sent me today and all your well wishes. I love you all and hug each one of you tightly to my chest. Such kindness in one day… I don’t mind admitting that I have cried, I am crying and I will cry again.
Late breaking news: our reporters have just unearthed YET ANOTHER short story wildly misinterpreted by the AP Lit teacher i hated. He can't keep getting away with this
You'll never guess which, between "The Story of an Hour" and "Harrison Bergeron" is supposed to be an absolute gut buster and which is supposed to be primarily tragic
Frederic Chopin, the iconic composer and pianist of the Romantic era, was as enigmatic as his music was enchanting. Born in 1810 in a small village in Poland, he was a child prodigy who quickly demonstrated his remarkable musical talents. At the age of seven, he performed for the Russian Grand Duke Constantine, and by his teenage years, he was already composing works that hinted at the emotional depth and technical brilliance that would define his legacy.
Chopin's life, though relatively brief, was marked by a tumultuous journey. He eventually left his homeland and settled in Paris, a hub of artistic creativity in the 19th century. His music, characterized by its exquisite lyricism and emotional depth, is often associated with the expression of personal sentiments, and his compositions, particularly the Nocturnes and Polonaises, continue to captivate audiences with their delicate beauty and fiery nationalism. Chopin's music remains a testament to the profound connection between art and the human soul, a timeless source of inspiration for musicians and listeners alike, reminding us that even in the briefest of lives, one can leave an everlasting imprint on the world.
I need to know ur top five songs of 2023 so far because u look like u have ✨exquisite✨ taste
i appreciate your faith in my good taste 😅 i’m not super sure rn but if i had to pick five songs to listen to, maybe they’d be Sunlight by Hozier; The Starkiller by John Williams (yes from the star wars movie, it’s just really pretty 🤌); Hey, Runner! by the Arcadian Wild; The Sun Is In Your Eyes (Voice Memo) by Jacob Collier… and uh to keep it spicy, maybe Rachel Price’s version of ‘People Will Say We’re In Love’? wait that’s only four. fifth one is Death by Glamour from undertale jk Keep You Safe by the Crane Wives
aaaa this is so fun thanks for tagging me @lolalovesu <3 I’ve listened to all the bands u listed but some of them not enough,, like I’ve been seriously wanting to listen to billy talent more for a long time but I just haven’t gotten around to it yet, thanks for reminding me to do that tho :D
Also I struggled so hard deciding which ones to put here,, I could put a hundred more hah
I’m tagging @toxic-duck @pfandghoul and @allheimen <3
⇴ "were you thinking about eating that?" "yes... why? wait. you were planning on eating it, weren't you." (and they still end up giving their partner a share of their food)
⇴ "really? we've been together for [x] years and you're still worried about that?"
⇴ "wait–why didn't we hear anything about this?" "you and person b were in your own little happy, coupley, rainbow-sunshine world!"
⇴ "okay, let's put the laptop away. we're going to bed."
⇴ "i feel awful. like literal death." "that's why i told you to always wear a jacket. now you've caught a cold. now let me take care of you, babe."
⇴ "no, i'm not doing that," and they do it anyway.
⇴ "your feet are freezing!" and they jolt when their partner's feet touches them.
⇴ "sometimes i don't know what i would've done if i haven't met you. it's like i need you, because if you're not here, it's like i can't even breathe."
⇴ "honestly, i think if you fell over right now, i'd laugh." "would you help me up?" "i suppose so."
⇴ "you've had me since day one. i know i like to say that you're entranced by me, but i've always been marveled by you."
⇴ "i miss you, will you come back to bed?"
⇴ "why are you trailing your fingers across my face?" "just wanted to admire you. you're really cute, did you know that?"
⇴ "out of everyone in my life, you're my person–the most important one. nothing tops you."
⇴ "did you use the last bit of my shampoo?" "technically, we both used it all–y'know, when we showered together–" (a pillow is thrown)
⇴ "this combined playlist is really mid, and i think i know who ruined it..." "do not slander chopin right now." "it's piano music mixed with rap!"
⇴ "i haven't told you this, but did you know that you inspire me?" "me? are you serious? what have i done to inspire you?" "everything you do for me. all the work you put into your work and your relationships. all those little things: every day, i want to be just like you."
⇴ "you remembered!!" "babe, that's the bare minimum."
⇴ "those could be our kids one day." "what...?" (person b malfunctions bc they've been thinking about kids w/ a for a while)
⇴ "i want a house by the beach. with big windows." "and a good kitchen." "oh of course. way better than ours."
⇴ "so it's going to be like this forever? you and me?" "who else?"
10.17 is your death day(I knew there is a jet lag between us so I use accurate date), but tbh this is the first year I can talk to you, and that makes this years' death present a little bit different. I don't need to pay homage to you secretly anymore.Thank you Monsieur.
So this year...*handle him a gift box with a gift card in it*...maybe I can give you this as a gift. This is a gift card for 30 mugs of bobble tea, and you can go to the shop whenever you want, just make sure you consume all these in three months.
Omg I forgot my words...ahhhh...if you don't like it you can just give it to others or give it back...it's ok...and wish you have a wonderful trip.
*bow her head deeply**afraid to look up so keep her eyes looking at his lips**nervous*
Oh my goodness! Boba tea!!! Oh, mon élève, how kind you are. Today is not a happy day for me but perhaps I might search for happiness in the bottom of a cup of this wonderful stuff. I recall Franz’s desire for a dash of alcohol alongside his boba tea— it isn’t sounding like a bad idea.
Or perhaps it will make me happier to share a little, since you have been sweet enough to give me so much. @emilia-chopin, would you like me to buy you a cup? I hope you’re feeling better today…
Within 3 months? My darling Yemu, you’ll be lucky if these last the week. Nonetheless, I will cherish every sip of that sweet, tapioca goodness.
And to think, in the early hours of this morning, 174 years ago, I finally found peace away from my creaky bones and rattling chest.
Only to be revived as a ghost this year. Oh. What joy…
Chapters: 3/5
Fandom: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet
Characters: Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Stede Bonnet, Original Character, Jim Jimenez, Israel Hands
Additional Tags: Reunion, Angst, Canon-Typical Violence, ed plays piano, Eventual Smut, Porn With Plot, music as therapy, ed gets to cry, This fic is 90 percent Ed finding peace through music, and 10 percent the filth I originally planned the fic around, i am a clown