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so i used something called infinite jukebox to cut out every other beat of this song and

well

here ya go

250 miles

I’m having a fucking stroke

*vaguely scottish noises*

when I whmp, well I nunna be,
wanna be who wakes to you.
when I gwmp, ay I nonna be, 
wanna be who go wih you.

if I *SLAM*, well I nonna be,
wanna be who geks to you.
if I heh, ay I nonna be, 
wanna be who’s into you.

but hwn wive head manna ood wive hun,
must’ve done mcwhaff an’ puff aodood.

when I’m wock, yes I nonna be, 
nunna be who’s wock for you.
an’ na mungeh, well then fuck I do,
I subley plin to you.

an’ I clankahoe I nunna be,
unna be who coal to you.
if I brokhe, well I nonna be,
unna be who’s cold with you.

but wood wive hen manna hood wive hun,
musta dub mcwhaff an’ *bloop* muff aonouds

nahnahnah, dahdahdah,
nahnahnah, dahdahdah,
dladadadadadadadah
nahnah*bloop*nah, dahdahdah
nahnahnah, dahdahdah, 

dladadadadadadadah
(hoh!)

when I’m luh’, well I nunna be, 
onna be who’s without you.
when I’m drmp, well I nunna dream,
unna drink a pint with you.

AAH KWENG! well I nonna be,
‘nna be new good with you.
an’ I cluddag! yes I nonna be, 
‘nna be who cob with you,
gonna avish coooomb wi’ you.

but ood wive hung manna *bloop* ood wive hem
yes the *bloop* dung man whaff an’ luff aonood

dahdahdah, dahdahdah,
nahnahnah, dahdahdah,
dladadadadadadadah (ayy)

dlahdahdah, dahdahdah,
dahnahnah, nahnahnah,
dladadadadadadadah

dahdahdah, dahdahdah,
dahdahdah, dahnahnah,
dladadadadadadadah (eh)

nahnahnah, dahdahdah,
nahnahnah, dahdahdah,
dladadadadadadadah

an’ would wive ben wanna hood wive den,
justa dackh mood hwackh dundwehnhaodoo kohh–

EVERYTHING WAS LAID OUT IN FRONT OF ME AND YET I WAS NOT READY FOR A SINGLE SECOND OF IT

the fucking transcript i can’t

help im sobbing

theunorthodox:

What’s in a Word

Summary: Morgan Stark likes learning new words. So when she stumbles upon an unfamiliar title, she’s determined to not just navigate through its millions of definitions but also understand its meaning. Or, the one where all the MCU characters are alive and happy and they discuss their takes on the s-word.

***

[Barton Household]

Lila: You know, you’re lucky you don’t have any siblings. They’re an absolute pain.

Cooper: Not like we asked for you, either.

Morgan: What’s a “sibling”?

Nathaniel: *eating an apple while watching his siblings fight* Someone you’re unlucky enough to be in the same family with.

[Avengers Compound]

Wanda: *being set down on her feet* This is the third time this week that I had to save myself from bailing you out of jail.

Pietro: *kisses her on the head, grinning* Isn’t that what twins are for?

Morgan: *sitting on the couch* “Twins”?

Wanda: Siblings who came to the world together. And people who stick by your side through thick of thin.

Pietro: Or people you use as a personal form of transportatio—Ow! Wanda!

[Wakanda]

T’Challa: Bast, help me survive another day of my sister’s antics.

Morgan: You can ask her to stop. Maybe saying “pretty please” will help! It works for me.

T’Challa: *sighs* It makes her happy. Siblings are cursed gifted with the patience and tolerance with each other, even in the dumbest of things they pull.

Shuri: *barges in and dragging T’Challa to her lab* BROTHER, COME! I NEED A VOLUNTEER FOR A HUMAN TEST TRIAL!!

[Training Room]

Morgan: Why do you always let her win?

Gamora: *pauses* What do you mean? She beats me fair and square.

Morgan: But Mr. Quill says you “pull your punches”. That’s why it’s always a draw.

Gamora: *smiles* Nebula is a very strong opponent. Her capabilities are of exception. More so, she is my sibling, she is my equal.

Nebula: Another round, sister?

Gamora: Think you can deck me first this time?

[New Asgard]

Thor: And when we were kids, Loki would often disguise himself as a snake to stab me.

Morgan: *gasps* He can do that?!

Thor: *bellows out his laughter* It’s okay, young Stark. Despite all the evil misdeeds he has committed, I believe deep down, there is still good. Being siblings is all about acceptance, after all.

Loki: No matter how much you want to stab them.

[Stark Household]

Morgan: Are siblings supposed to be blood-related?

Pepper: A sibling is someone you hold special, sweetheart. He can be a brother to protect you or she can be a sister who takes care of you. Either way, you love them with all your heart—

Tony: —blood or not. Like Honeybear *blows a kiss to Rhodey who just shakes his head* over here. Or Auntie Nat to Uncle Clint.

Morgan nods thoughtfully. She perks up and hops down her chair to run around the table to a particular guest on the other side. The other Avengers who were present follows her movement in amusement as she pushes a confused Peter out of his chair and down on one of his knees so they were of the same height. Morgan stands straight in front of him and swiftly drops one hand on his right shoulder first and transfers it over his head to his left one, in a knighting fashion.

Morgan: Alright, Pete, you’re my big brother now.

Peter: *blinks, stunned* O-Okay.

Morgan beams, incandescence rivalling that of three thousand suns, and Peter’s heart bursts. He smiles so wide his cheeks hurt and he picks up his sister off the ground to spin her around. Morgan gleefully squeals in his arms and the way his eyes crinkles gives away how this was the happiest he felt in a long time. The whole room erupts in cheers while Pepper and May huddle to take a photo of what’s got to be the most adorable momentous event they all have witnessed ever.

Bucky: Wasn’t he already tho?

Steve: *elbows Bucky* Let the children have their moment.

Rhodey: *snorts* Tones, are you crying?

Happy: He’s crying.

Tony gallops across the room to engulf both of his kids in a big hug, ignoring the teasing he got from his teammates—no, family.

Tony: If you knuckleheads think I’d just stand there while the two of you got all the spotlight, think again.

Everyone laughs and the siblings giggle. When they were both tucked in his arms, he never felt more at home.

THE END(GAME WE ALL DESERVED)

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luckylesbiano:

orange juice is the superior beverage bc it makes ur tongue feel like u ate a bunch of ants which reminds me of my childhood when I would put ants in my mouth and eat em except this time it tastes good too

Hey op I think you’re probably allergic to citrus?

is. this not what oj is supposed to make ur tongue feel like

Me when I see a cheesecake: g o o d s h I t

My dairy allergic body: please don’t, we really dont want to have a migraine in two days over this…

My dumb ass, shovleing cheesecake into my gaping mouth: g o o d s h I t

My body, dying on the couch two days later: I f*cking told you so

Me, weakly: g o o d s h I t

Whenever I go to a hotel with family or friends it’s always really funny for me because I’ll wake up with my eyes swollen shut and they’ll be like “what…what happened to you last night” and I get to squint at them and be like “heh hotel pillows make eyes go puff puff”

mamalaz:

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mamalaz:

Avengers AU – If Tony was Peter’s biological father

Tony is super protective of his son. And Peter, inspired by his dad, becomes Spiderman anyway (his dad and his Uncle Rhodey figure him out in a second though).

My other Avengers AUs

Just wanted to add:

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hate to be That Guy but who’s gonna put the Infinity War gif in ????

now add the umbrella scene for all the sadness you’ve caused me

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ok that is the cutest thing ever

Okay, but Endgame

Brass problems

you-had-me-at-e-flat-major:

officialtrumpets:

officialtrumpets:

itsaviolathing:

atoneindvorak:

official-sopranoflute:

official-octavin:

trumpets-official:

Leaky water keys

Transposing

Running away from tubas

Practising all day and then waking up with a split lip

Playing piano

Being the only girl in the section

Rowdy 12 year old boys trying to take over the trumpet section

Being totally undermined by the rest of the orchestra while knowing that you’re secretly the best you just don’t want everyone else to get jealous

Anything above a top C

Forgetting your mute

Being the only one to remember a mute

Being section leader/principal and trying (and failing) to control your section

Chromatic scales

Counting anything over 4 bars of rests and drifting off because you have a terrible attention span

People calling your baritone a tuba

People calling your instrument a different brass instrument

Not being able to use vaseline. Ever.

Having that one responsible prick in the section and not having any fun

Being that one responsible prick in the section and controlling the fun

People laughing when you say your instrument is called a cornet and asking where the ice cream is

Woodwind problems

1. Reeds
2. Reeds
3. Reeds
4. Reeds
5. Reeds
6. Reeds
7. Reeds
8. Reeds
9. Reeds
10. Reeds
11. Someone calling your bassoon an oboe.
12. Having to deal with brass players.
13. Fingerings.
14. Reeds.

We win

flute problems:

1. piccolos 

2. @paultaffanel-official 

3. @cecilechaminade-official 

no we win 

String problems:

Callouses, callouses, callouses

Hahaha big violin right?

Snapping stings in your face

There are so many of you it doesn’t even matter if you’re there or not haha

Fighting to the death for front desk and not even getting a solo

Anything above 5th position (3rd for violas)

Getting stabbed in the eye by a bow

Tchaikovsky vibrato

Slipping pegs

Wtf is a viola?

YOU CAN NEVER HAVE FINGERNAILS THEY MUST BE DESTROYED

Second violins

Everyone trying to find that high note out loud before your entry

Ominous rattling string/instrument

Sweaty hands sliding right off the end of the fingerboard

I could go on….

More strings: 

-Getting new strings and having to retune every 2 minutes 

-New strings are soooo expensive and you’re meant to change them like 3 times a year (seriously I just bought a new set for over £80) 

-When you get your bow rehaired and have to use your less good spare bow for like a week 

-If you wear foundation and play violin or viola expect the foundation to end up all over your chin rest 

-Taking cellos and basses on public transport 

-Trying to find a good instrument and having little idea of where to start and what to expect in your budget 

-With any string instrument case: “is that a guitar?”

-Rosin stains on your black concert clothes

-(for viola) When composers don’t understand how alto clef works so you either get stuff easily within your range or huge awkward shifts etc.

-(also for viola and possibly cello and bass) When composers think that shifting clef so the next notes look around the same area as the last ones on the stave means it’s fine because it doesn’t look like a huge shift when, in fact, it is (I’m looking at you @ottorinorespighi-official *ahem*Pines of Rome mvt 4*ahem*

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like it or not that’s a huge shift from 1st to 6th position in nearly no time) 

-When composers change clefs like every 2 bars (again, I’m looking at you @ottorinorespighi-official *ahem*Fountains of Rome mvt 3*ahem*

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just why)

-Knowing there’s a definite possibility that the instrument in the back of your car is probably worth more than the car itself (definitely in my case anyway)

Alright y’all I’m gonna add to this

That ring you get on your mouth after you play for a long time

Double tonguing

Triple tonguing

Breath control (especially hard on brass and as a woodwind also, I can say that)

Misplacing your mouthpiece

Not having the right mutes (there are so many and they’re so expensive)

Valve oil – ew.

Slide grease – more ew

Accidentally getting dribble down your leg when you empty your water key

The whole cleaning process

Having a valve fall out and trying to put it in the right way round so it doesn’t sound like an elephant with its thunk tied up

Leaps of over an octave

Trying to pitch low notes well

Being complained at by your family whenever you practise

Being heard by the whole Street when you practise (I had a friend who lived on the same road as another horn player and they would have volume competitions from opposite ends of the road)

People not knowing the difference between a cornet, a trumpet and a flugelhorn

“French horns are French right??”

The slide trumpet vs piccolo trombone argument – they are literally the same thing

Being terrified of denting your new, expensive instrument

Smashing the bell in 😫

Having the biggest freaking music book in the world – arban cornet method literally ways a ton

CARNIVAL OF FREAKING VENICE

Hitting your trombone slide on the people in front of you, or the floor

Having too short arms to reach 7th position

Running out of lip half way through a rehearsal

When introducing your self as a trumpet player and people saying “Oh I’d never have guessed you played trumpet” because you’re neither a boy or an egotistical fuckhead

Living up to your instrument stereotype without realising

Being a girl and playing on your period

Literally not being allowed to play another brass instrument because it’ll ‘mess up your embouchure’ and being banned from touching other instruments by your teacher

Not sounding good until you’ve been playing for atleast 3-4 years (grade 5 for those if us in the UK)

Not having a wide enough range, every note above a C/Bb is a huge challenge to even get to the next semitone

Everyone assuming you like jazz because you play a jazzy instrument (I hate jazz)

Adding some more high brass/valved brass (sorry bones) issues

Mutes fucking with your intonation

Getting a slide STUCK so you can’t tune

Whacking yourself in the mouth with a solid chunk of metal

Having to fork out at least £2000 for various trumpets (most instruments are generally more expensive but pro trumpet players often have to have about 5/6 different trumpets)

Sitting in front a of a cimbasso (cimbassos are LOUD)

Eyebrows (also applies to woodwind players)

Spending hours in the bathroom giving your instrument a bath

Circular breathing, or at least trying to circular breathe

Not having enough time for a mute change

Having a big slurred leap and accidentally ripping up to it like you’re the jazziest motherfucker alive

Overshooting a high note

Undershooting a high note

Ugh just the upper register in general

clarinet problems:

reeds™

yay our instruments are “only” £2.500 (US$3.200) but wait we have to buy at least 2 to be useful

speaking of which: composers who think it takes 2 seconds to switch instruments

also: composers who don’t realise we buy A clarinets for a reason and give us 7 sharps on Bb instead of 2 sharps on A

I’m A Modernist Composer And You Can Gliss Along The Whole Instrument Right

“can you play rhapsody in blue”

concerto repertoire: MOZART!!!!!! weber. ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ

I’m Another Modernist Composer And What’s Wrong With C7 At Pianissimo

sitting in front of trumpets (i just did mahler 2, aladdin suite and festive overture. i’m deaf)

I’m Ginastera And I’ll Just Casually Have You Gliss To A Note That Doesn’t Exist On The Clarinet

double tonguing triple tonguing stabmeinthenipple tongueing

martin fröst just. existing

Lol squidWard plays Cleranet!! xD

“this month we’ll be working on a baroque piece called-” ok cool i’m unemployed

joining pit bands for musicals and being expected to play Bb clarinet A clarinet Eb clarinet C clarinet alto clarinet bass clarinet alto sax tenor sax soprano sax oboe cor anglais flute piccolo bassoon contrabassoon and cinderella

fun fact all instruments squeak but you only notice it on clarinets because clarinets squeak on the 3rd harmonic instead of the 2nd

speaking of which: clarinet physics. why can we not have the whole harmonic series. give us the even numbered harmonics i swear to Göd

m*ndelssohn sch*rzo from m*****mer n**ht’s dr**m

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“Maybe your army comes and maybe it’s too much for us but it’s all on you. Because if we can’t protect the Earth, you can be damned well sure we’ll avenge it.” – Tony Stark, The Avengers

And a *Bonus* (in keeping with Marvel tradition) –

Hope everyone enjoys these as much as I do – they took long enough to make. But they’re finally finished – hey, let’s celebrate with some sleep! Good evening, all. 🙂

Dear gods, this is perfection.