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mangomoody · 27 days
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Here are some rough sketches of High Schooler Orchestra Vincent because I’m bored at 3am
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I like to think this is when his hair was longer and he wore his glasses more than his contacts :3
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sidewalk-cracks · 1 year
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I don't typically ask, but pls rebog and out yourself :)
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rhoorl · 3 months
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Hi Jess!
This current orchestra adult wants to hear from you, former orchestra kid, all about what instrument you played, what music you enjoyed playing, if you still play, if you miss it etc etc
Basically, tell me everything!
Hi Kat!!
Oh this is a fun ask and definitely takes me on a trip down memory lane!
I played the viola. In fourth grade I remember they brought a whole bunch of instruments for us to look at and play with and I was drawn to the strings. My dad is a big fan of classical music and opera (like he and my mom saw the Three Tenors several times in concert), so I always liked orchestral music.
I remember asking my teacher about the different instruments and she mentioned the viola and how not a lot of people picked it - she said a lot of kids either picked the violin or cello. So, I decided to pick the overlooked instrument as the one I wanted to play (plus the thought of carrying around a giant bass quickly ruled that one out of the running lol)
I did as well as a fourth and fifth grader could do and took some lessons. Once I hit middle school, I had orchestra as a class and loved it. I had a great teacher and a lot of my friends were in it. I made first chair (which wasn't hard because there were like four of us in the viola section). My parents bought me a beautiful viola when I was in sixth or seventh grade, I can't remember. But we went down to Chicago to buy it. It's still at their house but lord only knows what it sounds like these days 😆
I remember putting on "concerts" for my parents and grandparents. I would pick out the songs I wanted to play and make a little playbill and everything.
High school was when I stopped playing. I didn't love the teacher and had a few other extra curriculars I wanted to spend time doing.
I miss the music for sure. I especially loved when we played scores from films. Even today my husband and I have gone to a few shows near us where a live orchestra plays the score as a movie plays...I really enjoy that. Music is definitely something I take notice of in everything I watch.
Whew sorry for the long response 😂
I'm so curious about your background! What's it like being an orchestra adult?!
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violasarekooltoo · 1 year
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Okay!
Well I have survived semester one with my viola performance major! Jury was today, went pretty alright (they didn’t kick me out) and we have a lil viola studio party later this week :))
Here’s my advice: don’t freak out about stuff ok it’s never bad like I was so scared of solo class cuz you have to ya know solo for the class but it’s honestly fine because it’s just your bros
Juries are like a check in, I didn’t even get a grade just comments from the jurors.
You get so many besties! In quartet and symphony especially and your studio the most. At least from my experience, it legit does not matter your skill levels everyone is friends with everyone fr
Anywho, ask me about things! Im very bored now 😭
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vexatiousviolinist · 2 years
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met a girl on tinder who’s violin is named edgar and mine is named victor pierre (of course) so now i feel obligated to take her out on a date so that our violins can have like a play date together or something
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allgremlinart · 10 months
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high school theater is so funny cus like. one year you can have the most cunt wrenching performance of Phantom Of The Opera ever brought to life by 17 year olds and the next year. a really mediocre rendition of Seussical The Musical.
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r3ynah · 2 months
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Family of Distinguished People.
So like what if, the Fenton family is just a family full of heroes, villains, and vigilantes. like.. just imagine a long line of people that had or has contributed to the world somehow. Like the Fenton parents as Supervillains, Jazz as a Vigilante, Danny as Hero. Dani just decides to travel not too interested, but does help with her family if needed, Dan does the same thing.
BUT WHAT IF joker is actually a close relative of the Fenton Family (ex. Uncle, Cousin,Family Friend) and like he's just there all happy with his (found)family during family reunions, birthdays and shit.
And the batfam are just like so confused and stressed to why the joker goes missing once a month.
While Joker is literally having a game of Monopoly with the elementary kids at amity park (the kids couldn't bother, they've saw scarier things they handled scarier things) cue Joker giving the kids a hundred dollars because he lost.
This is just one of my what if prompts, that i got locked up in a vault. Might delete this later who knows.
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hanfocus · 4 months
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CHANGBIN, HAN, & FELIX / GOLDEN DISC AWARDS 2024
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dasiesanddarkness · 1 month
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some Raine Whispers headcanons because they're the GREATEST
Raine as a bard teacher at Eda's university:
they refuse to go by Mx. Whispers and insist everyone call them "Raine" ("Mx. Raine" if they must)
once a week they get together with Darius (who is an abomination teacher) and get wine drunk and bitch about being teachers
once they were making out with Eda under the bleachers to feel young again and they got caught by the grudgby team (they were mortified and couldn't look their students in the eyes for days)
Raine as a musician:
invents an instrument that Eda can play with her hook so they can do duets again
makes fun of the BATs for being band kids because they're an orchestra kid and that is obviously WAY better
wholeheartedly believes that every mistake they make while playing is actually just because their nails are too long and they would be able to play perfectly if it weren't for that (okay so this one is just projecting but still)
plays the VIOLA and holds violins in utter contempt (yes i am a violist)
one day Luz tells them she wishes she could play the drums and Raine spends the next two weeks figuring it out (also how to do bard magic on a drum kit) so they can teach Luz
Raine as Raine:
HAS TATTOOS
grows hair long enough for a lil man bun that Eda's obsessed with
RAINE WITH SYNESTHESIA
so so so neurodivergent (special interest- sharks. hears about them from Luz and is OBSESSED)
mild swiftie (bonds with Amity over some of Taylor's music)
is actually very good at illusion magic
lowkey ripped (remember that time they carried Eda around no problem???)
anyway that is all for now
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hideousvampire · 1 day
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orchestra au but im too lazy to draw the instruments 🥰
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just-oboe-things · 5 months
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Moment of silence for all the band kids learning jingle bells right now 😔
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mangomoody · 28 days
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God I’m looking through more Dead Plate content and remembering that Vincent plays the Cello makes me want to pick up playing the Viola again. I once saw that someone called a violin which actually gets me so mad- but I also love the idea of bitchy orchestra Vincent
When I was in orchestra back when I was younger each section of our instruments hated each others, for me I hated the violin 2’s the most. I believe the first violin’s hated the cello’s. But all together the whole orchestra hated the band group. We always knew we were better than them, that’s why we got an S rank medal while they got a B when doing a competition out of town-
What I’m saying is that I might pick up my past instrument just because of this damn fandom-
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quietconiferousforest · 8 months
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Hey so I'm curious, if y'all have ever thought about this reblog/tags/notes with your favorite spell casting sound (the little music notes/sounds that play as you cast a spell)
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dirtytransmasc · 5 days
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Modern Aocorro high school au: what if Spider was a harpist in his high school orchestra and Ao'nung was down bad about it.
Spider was already your classic high school heart throb. He was popular, buff, handsome, a little rough around the edges, yet still a total sweetheart.
For Eywa's sake, he carpooled his siblings to school or rode his skateboard to school, volunteered around town 24/7, used reusable straws, he'd hand his pocket change to anyone in need, and was known for getting into fights with bullies in the parking lot.
Not to mention that he had the prettiest golden curls and brown eyes anyone had ever seen (at least in Ao'nung's opinion).
So to say Ao'nung was crushing, hard, was probably the understatement of the century, and could you even blame him? The guy was perfect, an angel, and it was driving him insane.
He'd catch himself staring during gym practice, marveling at his muscles, cheeks flushing, or in the locker room when he took his shirt off to change, his heart pounding away in his chest.
he thought he couldn't be even more down bad for that boy than he already was, his confident personality rendered null and void when he was around, his tongue caught in the back of his throat, unable to do so much as squeak at him… until the day he caught him in the orchestra room, practicing.
Now, he had heard Spider was in orchestra and had even seen him rolling around some large black case around the school before, but he'd never actually caught what he played.
But walking past that half-opened door was how he found out the love of his life wasn't only a sweet handsome hunk of a guy, but he played the harp, the instrument of an angel.
The sheer audacity of this boy was getting out of hand, he swore to Eywa, he was gonna kill him one of these days with his impossibly hot antics.
He stands and watches as Spider presses up against his harp, eyes focused on his sheet music, hair tied up in a messy bun but a single golden curl hangs he keeps blowing out of his face, and his fingers strum along the strings, working the muscles throughout his hands and arms.
The sound of gentle music flowed from the gap in the door, and it sounded just as pretty as Spider looked, soft and sweet, but still robust, still full of base and bravado. It was so fitting.
Watching Spider's face quirk with focus and frustration and pride as he worked through the song made the other's heart swoon, he swore it must be palpating or maybe skipping beats. He just knows it wasn't beating right, especially as he rubs his hand over his chest and feels how heavy it beats against his ribs.
And thats when Spider just so happens to turn to see who was gawking at him from the hallway, and instead of telling him to stop staring or throwing a pissed-off glance like Ao'nung is sure most other's would do if they caught someone staring like he had been, Spider just smiled.
"Like what you hear?" he quipped, leaning forward to turn the page of his music binder.
"Y-Yeah, yeah, you're... amazing," he choked out an answer, coughing into his fist to try and cover up the stammer in his voice and the blush on his cheeks.
"You flatter me," he replied, sitting back and looking Ao'nung right in the eye before he looked away with an even brighter smile, and it was like his skin was set on fire by just that single glance. "Are you gonna come in or are you gonna keep standing out their like some weirdo?"
"Oh, I-I wouldn't want to bother, I was j-just passing by,"
"It's free period, it's why I'm in here all by my lonesome," he puts on a fake pout and bats his lashes in his direction for show, "keep my company yeah? I'm sure you've got nothing to do if you've already spent so much time staring."
He moved his bag off the chair next to him before patting it.
"Sit," his tone was warm and inviting and his eyes were soft and almost pleading, so he did, with a deep breath, he sat next to the other boy.
He managed to be even prettier up close, and Ao'nung had to tear his eyes away so he didn't make a fool of himself. He decided to turn his attention to the harp. It was beautiful, made of a soft, warm-toned wood, intricately carved and painted with the image of flowers he couldn't name off the top of his head.
"She's a beauty isn't she?" Spider asked
he only nodded at first, before feeling the urge to touch, his hand moving before he could think better of it, but he managed to stop himself before he made contact with he wood.
"Can I?" he asked, quite pitifully, finally making his own eye contact with the blonde. Eywa save him, he was too pretty, it was unfair. He felt butterflies tickling his stomach and his head getting fuzzy. Why didn't he run when he had the chance?
"Go ahead," he answered with a huff of laughter.
He tried to steady himself as he stroked a hand down the curved wood that he saw resting against Spider's chest earlier when he was playing, feeling the warmth from the other boy's skin still clinging to the wood.
His fingers sought out the strings Spider's rested on moments ago, the metal threading bit into his flesh ever so slightly when he ran his fingers down them.
"I catch you staring all the time y'know, you're not very good at hiding it."
Ao'nung feels his heart drop through the floor and into the stone-cold basement beneath them. Fuck. He fucked up, he fucked up so bad, Spider must think he's a freak-
"It's cute."
"What?" he didn't mean to ask that out loud, but when he did, he said it far too loud.
Spider just laughs at him, gently and without malice, his eyes crinkling into almost nothing, his cheeks going a little red, his nose scrunching a little. Ao'nung feels his heart swell.
"Oh, it's never subtle, especially since you turn bright red, and the second you realize I'm looking back, you turn tail and run away like you have the devil on your heels," he pauses to wipe the tears from his eyes, "It's just cute, adorable even. I kinda like having a not so secret admirer."
"You don't think I'm some total freak?"
"Nah dude.... who's to say I'm not staring back?" he said nonchalantly.
Ao'nung was sure his brain was melting, cause he just found out his crush might like him back? Potentially. And that was just simply mind-boggling, cause, he wasn't gonna sell himself short, but he never thought he could be on Spider's radar.
They hung out with different people, and he used to be an ass to his siblings before he transferred to be here, and sure he apologized and made up with them, he always seemed to hold a bit of a grudge.
"You are?" he had to ask.
"Mmmmmm, maybe a little," he replied with a cheeky grin plastered on his face. "I will admit, at first it was because I was trying to make sure you weren't being an ass, but, things might be changing."
Ao'nung nodded to himself, clearing his throat, trying to decipher what that could even mean. Was Spider saying he was starting to like him too? did he have a shot with him?
"Listen, the bells about to ring, so why don't I give you this," he pulled a pen from the spine of his binder, tearing the corner off of one of his sheet music, which felt oddly intimate, and wrote something down on it, before handing it to him.
It was his number. Spider just gave him his number.
"Text me? we can start gettign to actually know each other, and maybe you could start joining me in here during free period, I could give you some lessons on the harp if you'd like?" now Spider sounded a little sheepish.
Which somehow made Ao'nung feel a bit more confident, so for the first time in seemingly forever, he answered Spider with some level of confidence.
"Yeah, I'd like that, I'd like that a lot."
"Good, good, I'd like that too."
They were both smiling now. The bell rang. They both hesitated to break eye contact.
"I'll text you, promise." Eywa, he was making promises. Already. He really was a hopeless sap. But it felt right when Spider huffed a laugh at it, a hand coming up to cover his smile a little. He was flattered.
"You better, stalker," Spider laughed, finally starting to pack up his stuff.
"Rude," he faked a gasped, lingering in the door, knowing he had to get to class, and he needed to let Spider pack up so he wouldn't be late himself, but wanting to let the moment last just a little longer.
"I think staring is rude, but I think I'll give you a pass, so long as you stop running away when I catch you, deal?"
"Deal."
"And you have to meet me here tomorrow."
"I will, it's a date," the words slipped out of his mouth without thinking about how it could be interpreted, "oh, not like-"
"It's a date" Spider repeated.
Ao'nung found he could only nod. It's a date. Even if it wasn't like that, it was still nice to think about. a date with an angel.
"Now go, before you're late, wouldn't want you to get in any trouble." Spider crossed his arms and jutted out his hip like he was some disappointed mom or something.
"Right, bye Spider."
He waved goodbye. It was corny and childish, but he waved. Spider waved back. He had his number clutched tightly in his other palm. Spider had his phone clutched in his hands as if he couldn't wait for the message to come any longer.
"Bye Stalker."
He has a feeling he's gonna have to get used to that nickname, but as he rounds the corner, his chest still feeling warm and full of butterflies, he doesn't think he minds all that much.
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