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notyouraveragejulie · 3 hours ago
yours truly would like to see a production of Faust set in 1950s America and will not be taking criticism or questions at this time (particularly because it is almost 3 AM)
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sweatershowgirl · 6 hours ago
Expect three operas' worth of write-ups tomorrow, I'm too exhausted/delighted/emotional after my new favourite Don Carlo (and my new favourite Rusalka earlier) to do any *real* thinking
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automaticdreamlandkid · 7 hours ago
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Nadia Krasteva & Mariusz Kwiecien & Michael Fabiano in Don Carlo.
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notyouraveragejulie · 9 hours ago
trying to get myself to start the Met’s Rusalka that I still have loaded but I just can’t for some reason
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automaticdreamlandkid · 9 hours ago
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Mariusz Kwiecien & Rene Pape in Don Carlo
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lliftedup · 9 hours ago
I was describing the plot of Il Trovatore rapid fire to a friend (just saying like "it's so weird, someone throws a baby into a fire, this one woman just always has a knife, I can't tell if she wanted her not-son dead or not, then the girls dying and her lovers just eloquently calling her a slut) and my friend goes "that's just Riverdale" .
I. I can't like. No I think this just killed me I think this is what does me in
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p-tchaikovsky · 9 hours ago
Y’all Eugene Onegin hurts my heart like damn. I fucking can’t with this opera 😫😫😫
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dino-mp3 · 10 hours ago
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𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚 | 𝐓𝐁𝐇𝐊 𝐀𝐔 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝟑:𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫:𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐
Good, now I need you to write another letter."
"To whom?" she asked.
"To, Y/N L/N."
~ ~ ~ ~
"Y/N Wake up! Or so help me, I will drag you out of this bed!" Mitsuba shouted, pulling Y/N's leg.
"Mitsuba, stop! You're going to pull my leg off!" She shouted back.
Even though it was a Saturday, the troupe had to practice their lines, and people like Y/N (such as the stage crew) had to come in to prepare everything for the next performance. Such as practicing makeup, light set up, testing the curtains, etc.
"How did you even get into my apartment?" she asked as she got out of bed.
"Nene, let me in. She already left with Kou and Teru."
"Wait, were all of you guys in my house?!"
"Maybe..." he said hesitantly
Y/N threw her pillow at him but missed sadly. Mitsuba closed the door to her room, but not before teasing her about sleeping with her Killua plushie. Y/N looked over at her alarm clock, it was about to be 9 AM soon. Teru expected everyone to be in by 10, so Y/N had some time to spare.
She pulled herself out of bed and looked around her room. She saw her black dress staring at her from the corner of her room.
"Oh, yeah, yesterday. It honestly feels like a fever dream," she said to herself. "Hopefully, I don't have to stay too late today."
"What's taking you so long in there? Are you confessing your love for your precious plushie?" Mitsuba shouted.
"Shut up!" Y/N said as she flipped through her outfits. "Why are you even here?"
Mitsuba came back into the room with a bowl of cereal in hand and plopped himself onto the bed.
"Because I love you and you're the best friend in the whole entire world," he said sweetly.
"Okay, what do you want?"
"Gasp, you think I would be so shallow and cruel to my best friend?!"
"Do you expect me to believe that?" she giggled.
"Fine, well-"
"Cover your eyes."
He put down the cereal bowl and place his hands over his eyes while Y/N changed.
"So, back to what I was saying, Yamabuki is holding a party after hours at the opera next week, and I have nothing to wear."
Lemon Yamabuki, the janitor of the opera. Instead of doing his job correctly, he stares at his phone the whole time. Not aware of somethings that happen in the opera, and doesn't care when something weird happens. Usually likes to throw parties but is a total introvert which many find weird and unusual. He mostly hangs around Akane and helps him with confessions for Aoi.
"Does Teru know about this?"
"No, but Yamabuki is the janitor, so he has the keys to get in,"
"Even Akane is going."
"Wow, for once he isn't a snitch, is Aoi going?"
"Yup, she has a crush on Yamabuki currently and wants to get to know him better."
"Okay, you can uncover your eyes. How do I look?" Y/N said, spinning for Mitsuba.
Y/N had on a black mini dress with black pantyhose. To separate all of the blacks in her outfit. She put on some colorful kandi* bracelets she and the group made when they were all hanging out. And a denim jacket to cover herself when she started to get cold or self-conscious, both happen at some point.
"Nice, surprisingly. Come on. It's already 9:30. we are going to be late!" Mitsuba said, rushing out of Y/N's bedroom.
"Wait for me!"
Y/N picked up one of her bags and grabbed a cereal bar out of the pantry.
"Sigh, another day, another migraine."
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"Okay, but why do you need a new outfit when you are going to spill drinks on it?" Y/N asked.
"Because I need to look good. I can't go out to a party looking like you."
"Hey! What's wrong with my sense of style?!"
"You have too many aesthetics to count! Your closet looks like a unicorn barfed all over it!"
Y/N and Mitsuba were walking to the door of the building, arguing. The two of them never got into a severe argument, it was only playful-ish banter most of the time, but the roasts were real. Both of them walked into the auditorium, still arguing, which caught the attention of one of the owners, Yako-san.
"It's the only pink in your closet for me."
"It's being weeb trash for me."
"It's the bad singing for me."
"It's the bad breath for me."
"Oh, shit I forgot to brush my teeth this morning!"
"You two brats, shut up!" She shouted from the stage.
Y/N and Mitsuba turn to look at Yako standing on stage with Teru right next to her with a slightly annoyed face.
Yako, or what everyone else calls her Yako-san, used to have Sakura's job but eventually became a co-owner. Yako has a cold personality, but somewhere she had a soft side, which was rarely shown to others. She and the other owner often got into an argument and called each other names until someone (Teru) brakes up the fight. Always talks about her dead love Misaki non-stop and is currently crushing on the building manager Nagisa**. Kou says she reminds him of a cat with anger issues.
"Ms. Yako-" Teru said.
"Yako-san." Yako corrected.
"Yes, Yako-san, I'll take care of the both of them. You stay here and, I will be back momentarily."
Teru steps off the stage and walks up the steps to Y/N and Mitsuba, and leads them into the entrance hall.
"What's is Yako-san doing here?" Y/N asks.
"Sigh, she's here to look at the chandelier and estimate the cost of it. But she seems like she is in a bad mood." Teru says with a twinge of annoyance in his voice.
"Why, exactly?"
"I don't know, and Akane isn't here and I can't make him deal with her. Anyway, Tsuchigomori is going to do an inspection when he comes in about 30-ish minutes, so make sure everything is clean. And Y/N, please let him into your studio this time, he wasn't too happy when you slammed the door in his face the last time."
"Hehe, yeah..."
"Alright, I'll see you both later."
Both of them leave Teru at the entrance hall and walk back outside to go backstage through the back door. There were a couple of lingering puddles from last night's storm, but the sun shined brightly and not a cloud in the sky. It was a nice change of pace from yesterday's disaster and Y/N hopped for a good day today.
"So, are you going to make me my outfit?"
And that's when everything went downhill.
"Wha- no!" she exclaimed. "I have so much work to do, I have to sketch more concept designs, pick out fabrics, and actually make the outfits. It's a long process. And not to forget I have to do some makeup practice!" she sighed.
"Hmph, that's not a lot of work to do, you're making it more difficult than it is." he huffed.
"You douchbag! You don't know what the meaning of hard work is, do you? All you do is sing and get praised, oh, so hard."
"It's much more than that! I have to practice my lines and vocals! Sign endless autographs from fans, and practice even on the weekends!"
"Sigh, whatever, I'm not arguing with you anymore today," Y/N says as she opens the backdoor. "I'll see you later." the backdoor closes and Mitsuba is left outside.
"Sigh, she is so annoying," he says as he walks backstage with a pout on his face.
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Y/N walked inside to go check her stations, to make sure it was clean to pass Tsuchigomori's cleanliness check. She always kept them tidy and clean for the most part, all she would have to do is clean up a little bit. She walked down the hall saying good morning to those she saw as she walked past, and went into the bathroom to rinse her mouth.
"Of course you forget to brush your teeth, but not forget to pick out a cute outfit!" she said to herself in the mirror. She rinsed her mouth with water and popped a piece of mint gum into her mouth and made her way to her makeup station. As she got there a group of people surrounded her desk whispering.
"Should we tell Teru?" one voice mumbled.
"I-I don't know, I think we should." another said.
"Good morning everyone...Is something wrong?" Y/N asked.
The group looked at her with shocked expressions that turned into a pitied look. All of them looked at each other while some of them left. Eventually, one of the stage crew members Akira spoke up.
"G-Good morning Y/N, um-someone messed up your makeup station..."
"Oh, that's it?"
"You guys had me worried for a minute. I'm sure it's not that-"
She looked at her station horrified, the chair was on the floor, all of the eyeshadow pallets were crushed into pieces, and foundation and concealer were all over the floor. Some of the lightbulbs were shattered on the floor while others stopped working, and despite all of that mess, there was a clean white piece of paper sitting on the countertop.
The crowd was gone and there were only whispers left filling up the silence.
"Who could have done this?" she asked Akira.
"Well, I don't know Y/N, I was one of the first ones here so it wasn't anyone from the troupe...Do you think someone broke in?!"
"No, that's not it, I locked all of the doors yesterday, but thank you for saying something Akira."
"No problem Y/N, I have to get back to work, but if you need help just ask," she said as she ran off in the direction of the stage.
Y/N let out a long sigh and went to the storage closet to go the unused broom & dustpan and some cleaning wipes to fix her station. Even though she didn't have to clean it up it was supposed to be Lemon's job to do that, she sighed and started to think.
"Who could have done this?" she thought to herself. "It's not unusual for people to do their makeup at my station, but they usually clean up their mess, or tried as best as they could to clean it."
As she walked back to her station she sees Mr.Tsuchigomori with his clipboard in his hand, he was early. He was reviewing her station and he didn't look too happy. Y/N ran over to him and taps his arm.
"U-Um Mr.Tsuchigomori-"
"What happened here?" he said bluntly.
Tsuchigomori or Mr.Tsuchigomori is the other co-owner of the opera. Hates loud noises and messes, so he always does a monthly inspection to make sure the place is clean,( and Lemon usually scrubs the place down the day before he does). Has a quite weird fixation with butterflies and usually tries to catch them in the garden to pin them on his office wall. No one in the troupe hates him or loves him, but Y/N finds him a little scary, apparently, he reminds her of a spider. He usually gets into arguments with Yako quite often and Teru is usually the one to stop it.
"I-I'm sorry, but someone messed up my station before I came in today. Could you give me a chance to clean it? You know I don't usually leave it like this, plus why would I break my own light bulbs!" Y/N exclaimed.
"Sigh, fine, but hurry up. By the time I finish the evaluation for everyone else you better be done,"  he sighed as he walked away.
"Yes sir," Y/N said, as she started to clean up the broken glass shards from off the floor. As she wiped her desk off she saw the clean white piece of paper sitting on the desk.
"What is this?" she whispered to herself. She unfolded the paper to see a story written in cursive with black ink.
"Hades often argues with Ares, but Ares always ignores him and does what he pleases. Ares often talks to Athena, who does not dare to retaliate to him, same as Eros, he does not defy the one who gives him "life". Hades tries to stop Ares's chaos, but he worries for Persephone and what he could do to her and what he could do to the world. Zeus knows what's happening but cannot find Hades or Ares, but he and Hermes are always on high alert to make sure the world doesn't burn, and to make the mortals stay safe. Ares has taken a liking to a blackbird, but she denies him each time he offers her seeds, but who knows what might happen, she soon might feed from is hand."
"It's signed by Ms. Sakura?" she said aloud
"Note, please meet me on the fifth-floor balcony tonight at 12, I would like to discuss some things with you." she read.
"W-What?" she said. "Was this mess Ms.Sakura's doing? And what does she want to talk about so late at night? It must be quite serious...Sigh, but what is this story? I know these are Greek gods and goddesses, but nothing like this happens in any of the myths I have read. But now is not the time to think too hard about this, I need to clean up this mess." she said.
Y/N folded the paper and put it into her jacket pocket and continued to clean up the mess. Thinking about what Ms.Sakura wanted to tell her about, maybe it was her new sewing technic or maybe something darker than that.
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"Mitsuba, I'm sure she was just upset because you didn't take her feelings into account. Now can we start practicing our lines?" Nene whined.
"But she was in the wrong! I was just asking for a quick outfit for the party and she had to make it a big deal about it!" he exclaimed.
Mitsuba, Nene, Kou, and the ballerina group, were on stage and we're about to do a quick rehearsal together since they had a play to do in a couple of weeks. Even though the chandelier crash caused them to have to close the theater for 2 weeks, they still practice making sure they could perform flawlessly. And mainly because Teru said to, but that's beside the point.
"Well, Mitsuba," Aoi interrupted. "Y/N does have quite a lot to do."
"Aoi is right, Y/N has to make 10-20 outfits in the span of 4 weeks, and she doesn't have any help. It's amazing how she can do that, but that's quite a lot of work to do." Kou said.
"And with an outfit for you on top of that, that is so much to do!" Aoi exclaimed.
"Hmph, well I-I didn't think about it that way..." Mitsuba mumbled. "B-But that doesn't excuse her attitude towards me!"
"Uh, I guess, but I suggest that both of you apologize to each other," Aoi said.
"Speaking of Y/N," a voice interrupted. "have you heard what happened earlier this morning?" the voice belonged to one of the other ballerinas Penelope, She was always listening in for rumors and gossip, so whatever she said could not be trusted that much.
"No, what happened?" Nene questioned.
"Akira and Kai told me that Y/N's makeup station was basically found destroyed this morning. All of the makeup was broken or smashed up, and even some of the lightbulbs were broken! I'm just shocked that someone would even do this to her, she's always very sweet..."
"Pff, don't tell me this another silly rumor that you're telling us," Mitsuba said.
"It doesn't sound like she's lying Mitsuba," Kou interrupted. "Akria is not the type to start such rumors or gossip, neither is Kai."
"I promise I'm not!" Penelope exclaimed, "I'm quite worried about Y/N, it's not like someone in the troupe to do this, even when they are upset at someone."
"I'm sure Y/N will be just fine-"
"Mitsuba, I know you're mad at Y/N, but I think we should go check up on her after rehearsal," Aoi said. "And you should apologize to her as well."
"No, buts! I don't want this argument to get too out of hand like the tomato is/isn't a fruit argument."
Before Mitsuba could argue once more Sakura walked out on stage with the script in hand.
"Alright everyone, get in your places," Sakura said as she walked onto the stage. "We have a lot to do today and we have to get it done fast," she announced. "Mitsuba, start us off."
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It wasn't too late, it was about 7:15 when rehearsal ended. While Mitsuba, Nene, Kou, and Aoi were practicing, Y/N had managed to clean up and repair her station and got the thumbs up from Tsuchigomori and now was sewing and adding some details to a skirt she had started for Aoi for the next play. Since the ballerinas were performing in this play all she had to do is make skirts and some details to the leotards, but for the real outfits, it was going to require a lot more work.
The sun was setting and the suns rays were shining onto the floor of Y/N's studio, it was a beautiful display of orange, purple, pink, yellow, and red that reflected onto the plants in the garden, which made Y/N feel a little bit better about her awful day, but alas that day was not quite over yet. She has lots to do, and people to meet surprisingly, which brought her back to questioning why Sakura wanted to see her.
"It's unusual for Ms.Sakura to hold a meeting late at night, at the latest she only stays at the opera until 8, and Natsuhiko offers to walk her home-. Wait, was Natsuhiko here today?" she questioned, as she finished sewing on the last bead on the skirt.
"It isn't unusual for Natsuhiko to skip out on Saturday preparations, but since Ms. Sakura is here it's weird for him not to be here as well. Maybe he's sick? No, he was here yesterday and looked just fine. Maybe he had just forgotten that Ms.Sakura was going to be here today? Hm, well I'll call him later to check up on him to make sure he's okay."
Y/N walked over to her mannequins and grabbed another skirt to decorate, while she got lost in her own thoughts. It was quite therapeutic to think of mindless things to entertain yourself, every once in a while, and not think about all of the things you have to do later, but it also gets you very distracted-. Y/N hadn't noticed that Nene had entered her studio until she tapped her shoulder.
"AH! Oh, hi Nene, you scared me. I didn't hear you come in, do you need something?"
"No, but I wanted to ask what happened this morning, Penelope said that your makeup station was destroyed," Nene said. "And I wanted to make sure you were okay."
"I'm fine, I was just shocked about what happened, I actually have to talk to Teru about getting new makeup palettes, foundation, and concealer-."
Before Y/N could finish her sentence Nene rushed over and closed the studio door letting out a sigh of relief.
"Y/N, there is something you need to know," spoke Nene in a worried tone.
"What is it Nene? Is it about Tsukasa?"
Nene shook her head and sat down in a chair next to Y/N.
"I remembered from yesterday Tsukasa called you something quite weird, I believe he called you blackbird..."
"Yup, so I looked it up this morning when I remembered, and apparently blackbirds are known for singing during the day and night!"
"That's kind of peculiar, I received a letter from Ms.Sakura and it had a blackbird in the story she wrote," Y/N said. "Here," she said as she handed the letter to Nene.
Nene read over the letter with a look of confusion plastered on her face.
"I-" she stuttered
"I know right, it confuses me as much as it does to you. I'm not a greek myth fan, but this doesn't relate to any myths I have read."
"And she wants you to meet her on the fifth-floor balcony at 12, which is quite mysterious as well. Do you think she has something to do with Tsukasa?!"
"I don't know for certain, but I believe so, but even if Tsukasa is there I'll try and deal with him on my own." she sighed.
"But what if something happens like last time? And if Sakura is working with him you would have no chance to escape."
"Your right...What if Hanako could watch over me? If he has the time, I already caused him trouble last night and I don't want to bother him too much."
"I could take you down into the catacombs and properly introduce you two and you can ask him to help you!"
"That sounds like a plan. What time?"
"Hm, since you're supposed to meet at 12 how about 10?"
"Alright, and thank you so much Nene! I don't know what I would do without you!" Y/N cries while she hugged Nene.
"No problem, that's what friends are for right?" she giggled.
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"Natsuhiko," Sakura says.
"Yes, my lady?" he answers
It was already dark outside as Natsuhiko and Sakura walked around the third floor of the opera house. With a candle in her hand, Sakura lit the way, even though the moonlight shined through the windows, it still wasn't enough. The third floor was quiet, which was unusual since it always had so many people there, but that was only when the opera was hosting any plays.
"Where were you today you missed practice."
"Well, I got distracted. When you sent me to the bakery to get pastries, you didn't tell me which one you wanted."
"So, you spent all this time picking out pastries?"
"No, I bought one of each!" he said proudly.
Sakura looked at him with tired and confused eyes and sighed, "Thank you Natsuhiko, now please get the tea party-ready-"
"SAKURA!" Tsukasa shouted, interrupting Sakura mid-sentence. Tsukasa jumped onto her and wrapped his arms around her neck and his legs around her waist.
"Get off of her! You aren't allowed to touch Lady Sakura like that!" Natsuhiko shouted as he tried to pull Tsukasa off of Sakuras back.
"Hm? Say who?" He said confused.
"..." Natsuhiko stood quiet, he let go of Tsukasa and backed away. He had once gotten mad a Tsukasa, and unsurprisingly, it didn't go so well to put it lightly. "I'll go get the pastry's" he muttered, and he walked down the long hallway disappearing into the darkness.
"What is it Tsukasa?"
"What are we doing?"
" I have invited Ms. Y/N L/N to a tea party on the fifth-floor balcony, so we could talk to each other about a few things."
"What few things?"
"I just want to talk to her about you, what you did yesterday was quite stupid," she said bitterly.
"You have to make sure you apologize as well, how are you supposed to win someone's favor by knocking them out?"
Sakura could hear Tsukasa pouting and sighed, Tsukasa acted like a child most of the time,  but there were those moments were she wished she never had accepted his offer, but what's life without regrets?
"Once you apologize I'll let you eat as many pastries as you want."
"Huh, really?!" he said with excitement.
"Yes, now let us hurry up so we can get the balcony ready," Sakura said sweetly.
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"No!" Hanako huffed
"Come on Hanako-kun!" Nene pleaded.
Everyone had left except Teru, Akane, Sakura, Nene, and Y/N. It was already 10 pm and Nene and Y/N were currently in the catacombs with Hanako-kun asking them to help them with their scheme.
"I don't even know her, she could be dangerous."
"Well, I promise I'm not dangerous, my name is Y/N L/N, and as you know I'm the seamstress here at the opera. If you don't want to help me that's fine, I'm just glad you helped me last night. I don't know what I would have done."
"N-No problem L/N, " he said with a light blush on his cheeks, "I'm Hanako, the phantom of the opera, you might know me as the entity that writes critiques on the performances here. But I must say your outfits are wonderfully made, you are quite talented at your craft."
"Ah, thank you, but let us get to the point of why we are here. Like Nene said we need your help, well, more like I need your help. Ms.Sakura, the teacher here, you know her right?"
Hanako nods his head and Y/N carries on,
"Well, she invited me to the fifth-floor balcony, I have reason to believe that she has connections to Tsukasa."
"How did you conclude?" he questioned.
"Well, Hanako-kun I remember him calling Y/N blackbird last night, and in the note, Ms.Sakura wrote to Y/N she mentioned a blackbird. Along with all of the rumors that she has connections to the phantom of the opera, well to Tsukasa, it seems that she is working with him."
"Can I see the note?"
Y/N digs around her jacket pocket and pulls out the folded letter and hands it over to Hanako. Hanako scans it over, softly mumbling the words to himself, and like Nene, he had a confused look on his face.
"It weird, right? Like I said to Nene, out of all the Greek myths I have known and read about, I never heard of one quite like this." Y/N says taking the note back from Hanako and shoving it back into her pocket.
"Hm, well like you said it's quite a strange story. Maybe it's a story of symbols?"
"What do you mean Hanako-kun?"
"I think I know what you're talking about. He means that the characters represent something or someone else."
"Oh, so we can infer that you're the blackbird, but who is everyone else?" Nene says confused.
"I don't know Yashiro, but like you and Y/N said, maybe Sakura has connections to Tsukasa. What did you two want me to do?"
"Well, I only wanted you to be around to make sure they don't do anything crazy like last time. If something does happen, I can use a code word."
"That sounds like a good idea."
"So you'll help her!"
"Yes but I want donuts as payment Yashiro," he said pulling at Nene's cheeks.
"Fine, fine," she mumbled.
"And for you," he said turning to Y/N. "I would like a new outfit."
"Huh?!" she said shocked.
"You heard me," Hanako said in a playful tone, he had let go of Nene's cheeks and was now floating around. "I'm spending my precious time watching you, and I saved you last night. The least you could do is make me something," he said looking at Y/N upside down, their noses almost touching.
"Hmph, fine, but it's going to be a while till it's finished. I have quite of bit of work to do."
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* Kandi bracelets are typically made of pony beads strung on an elastic string and worn on the wrist. They are often given out or traded at raves and festivals. Since pony beads come in every color imaginable.
** Nene's teacher seen in the Misaki stairs arc
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𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝟑 𝐞𝐧𝐝 { 𝟒,𝟕𝟐𝟏 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 } 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝟒 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭
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p-tchaikovsky · 11 hours ago
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I’m watching the Met’s 2013 production of Eugene Onegin and accidentally paused here HAHA. I fucking love Valery Gergiev🤣🤣🤣 his conducting is so chaotic 💀
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automaticdreamlandkid · 11 hours ago
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Nadia Krasteva feat. Michael Fabiano & Mariusz Kwiecien in Don Carlo
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notyouraveragejulie · 12 hours ago
okay San Francisco Opera, I once said I’d never forgive you for not filming the 2016 Don Carlo
but now that I’ve seen this, San Francisco Opera, you are more than forgiven
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notyouraveragejulie · 12 hours ago
y’all I’m gonna be riding these emotions for a WHILE
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thesungod · 12 hours ago
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On Life Being a Perfomance & Feeling Perceived
1. Banana Yoshimoto, “Goodbye Tsugumi”// 2. Marina Molares, “people staring at me in the tube”// 3. Angela Carter// 4. Taylor Swift, Folklore Long Pound Session// 5. Halsey, Gasoline // 6. Marilyn Monroe putting on her make-up & quote // 7. Ruggero Leoncavallo, Put on your costume// 8. Luciano Pavarotti perfoming// 9. Moody Bluses, Painted Smile
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notyouraveragejulie · 12 hours ago
Don Carlo (San Francisco, 2016): Reactions, Part V
Okay, I think I’ve sufficiently recovered...
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both in love with the same man
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you go girl
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how to stop a rebellion
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I love this prelude SO MUCH (and it’s actually what got me into this opera in the first place!)
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I adore this aria and Ms. Martinez sounds gorgeous in it
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she needs hugs
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high pianissimo for DAYS
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the entire opera in one sentence
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she knows
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how are you two so CUTE
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protect them
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it’s so beautiful yet sad yet...dreamy and uplifting???
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they’re so TALENTED everyone in this opera is SO FUCKING TALENTED
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oh boy...
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so the soldiers just took him away??? okay...
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anyway, y’all...I have no words. I have nothing.
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vera-dauriac · 12 hours ago
Elizabeth’s last act aria is not my favorite, but holy crap, did she really diminuendo like that and then hold the note for fucking ever? What the hell, woman. That was fucking amazing.
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vera-dauriac · 12 hours ago
I...just...the way they laced...their fingers...together.  *sobs quietly in corner*
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