((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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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.))

I found some random drama comedy/tragedy masks while I was out on my mission yesterday.

Today I tried to give Roxas one as a joke, but I gave him Tragedy and he was all “What are you trying to say?”

I don’t think he likes me very much, haha.

Ps, I got in trouble for breaking the stupid ”dress code” today. :C

((another weird insider with some of my weird friends. It’s stupid though. You’re better off not knowing. XD))

Wayne, my sentient pet jello, has disappeared! D:

He was like my BFF FOREVR.

If any of you guys see him, let me know.

He’s red, cube-shaped, slightly moldy, and he talks.

I suspect that Marly threw poor Wayne out.

He said to before, but I didn’t listen.

.. :( 

((My Axel and I were talking about how everybody always calls Roxas and Zexy emo, and how the most emo one was truly Axel.

I mean, he’s emotional, suicidal, secretive, dramatic, and he appears as if he wears eyeliner.

So emo.))

If Roxas ever decided he didn’t want to hang out with Axel anymore, Axel would jump off the clocktower or do something equally suicidal, I think.

Braaaaaauuuugggghhh…

I’m so dead right now. They actually made sure I finished my missions for today. *falls on bed*

Not to mention how I have been spending my free time teaching a friend trumpet.

Not that I’m complaining. It’s fun, and he’s an awesome dude. C:

But I’m still tired. :P