but I’m demanding questions.

((Guys. Guys. What’s a life and why don’t I have one?

I finally got around to doing my nails… And I did Demyx themed nails.

You can see all of my left hand, except my pinky, which is a dark blue eighth note on a light blue background. Then, since my left hand is shaky, I did plain dark blue, yellow, light blue, dark blue, and yellow on my right hand (from thumb to pinky).

Is this just plain weird?))

((Edit: I realized that you can’t see the other two fingers on my actual blog page. Oh well. Dashboard power!))

((I was feeling like a complete and utter failure about ten minutes ago. Then I made myself feel better with limericks and drabbles.

I don’t even know if this is worthy to be called fanfiction. XD))

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I don’t often like choir songs, but this one was just… Ahhh.

Sweet and quiet and mysterious.

I find it interesting that it was published as part of a series called “shadow water music”

becausesometimesdreamsdocometrue:

Some of the men of Organization XIII redone as samurai by illbewaiting.

((Look at Demyx. Look at that face. Even with a sword and an epic samurai robe, he’s still the cutest. I wish to hug him.))

Fanfiction: The Everything Player

Summary: “He pretended to not realize what a great musician he was. He even came out of the audition room frowning and saying that he messed up on the audition piece.” Marluxia is jealous of and annoyed by Demyx in band class. T for a few no-no words.

Genre: Friendship/Drama

Main Characters: Marluxia & Demyx

You Will Like This If You Like: High School Dramas, Inspirational Movies, & Flutes

((I am in a ranty mood.

I would like to state one thing that has always bothered me.

I’ve only seen how noticeably calloused Demyx’s hands should be mentioned in one fanfic. This bothers me to no end.

As a musician, I understand what constantly rubbing and pressing your fingers against an instrument in the same place all the time can do. And no one brings that up.

It is a stupid, pointless headcanon of mine that Demyx can play everything. If that were true, his hands would be all tough and beat-up and calloused everywhere. Nasty.

Even with just sitar callouses, that’s not even mentioned.

Also, musicians, in my experiences, tend to have hand-related nervous habits. Like picking at their fingers or tapping them or fingering things out on their thumb, as if the instrument were in between.

I feel like he would pick at his fingers a lot, thus compounding his nasty-hand problem.

If someone writing a fanfic has the audacity to describe his hands as soft ever, give them a good smack for me, OK?))

As you can tell from recent posts, I really have not been feeling as motivated to practice as usual.

UNTIL TODAY!

WHOO!

I got so much practicing done today that my fingers kinda feel like videogame claw, except it’s like… Sitar claw, lol.

*slinks back to recluse musician cave to practice more*

((I actually IRL got remotivated with music, haha. I need to stretch my arms or something, lol. /SO SORE.))

Sometimes, it’s just drum time. ;D

((I’m sorry. I loved my bass drum, Sparky, and I just found this picture… *wistful sigh*

And, yes, Demyx’s turtle Sparky is named after the drum.))