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holding ur hand gently as i say this. kneecap isnt the only focain irish language band out there <3. expand ur horizons a chairde there is so much good music as gaeilge around rn
some recommendations:
Súil Amháin is a poet and rapper from Listowel (hon the kingdom!) and I fucking love his music for how it effortlessly positions gaelainn not as a relic of a slowly suffocating culture, but as a language belonging totally to the modern world and to modern Ireland in particular, and at the same time staying true to aspects of traditional Gaelic songs, such as a propensity towards place names lol. the áit dhúchais is as important in Súil Amháin's 'Lá Breá', as it is in any sean-nós song and the leanúnachas between tradition and a bold plunge to the future is inspiring
Róis is an artist from Fermanagh whos album Mo Léan is a beautiful exploration of the tradition of death songs and keening in ireland. its like a mix of sean-nós and electronic music and a bunch else mixed in. personlly i prefer her 2023 album Uisce agus Bean but Mo Léan is the better album without a doubt lol. the attempt to reconcile death in the modern world with irish grieving traditions that span centuries is very affecting and also the songs themselves are absolute tunes 🎶
tens of thousands of bees were let lose in israel mo chara we know it’s you
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“I though I wanted us to give magic to the world. Now all I want is my partner king back.”
Come back Arthur
Scriptorium demo is so fun i had to make these two
A few things I’ve learned from watching merlin from Arthur’s pov, in no particular order:
1. Arthur is in love with merlin.
2. In Arthur’s eyes merlin really is the oddest, most clumsy little weirdo, and the only reason he keeps this apparently lazy and completely incompetent servant around is because he’s in love with merlin.
3. Arthur never ever thinks twice about situations. “The immortal army that could not be killed suddenly explodes? Lucky me, I guess, let’s move on”, or “I struck this golden dragon as big as a castle and it knocked me out. Merlin said I dealt it a mortal blow and it flew off and is now dead. Sounds reasonable!” or, “this man who lives on a bridge called me Courage and said I needed Strength and Magic to complete my quest, and then later Gwaine and Merlin showed up and saved my life. Wasn’t that a fun time?”
4. Merlin is Arthur’s only true friend.
5. Arthur thinks he’s the smoothest, most valiant, heroic and romantic knight in all the lands, but he’s actually the most heartbroken, lonely, pathetic prince with daddy issues Camelot has ever seen.
6. Arthur is so in love with merlin.
Fable and Truth
para mi abuelo. I hope your love followed you wherever you went.
using violence to liberate people from sweatshops, unsafe mines, and grinding poverty isn't the same as using violence to impose those things on people. the idea that violence is morally repugnant regardless of context is a belief that every oppressor throughout history would love for the oppressed to hold
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conversations overheard through the batkid com lines pt 66 (masterpost here)
Damian: *heavy breathing*
Damian: *grunt* *air whooshing* *grunt*
Damian: *harsh, pounding footsteps*
Damian: *heavy breathing*
*2 connecting pings*
Tim: *equally fast footsteps* ROBIN KNOCK IT OFF.
Jason: seriously- *amused chuckle* what the fuck are you doin' kiddo?
Damian: *grunt* *rushing footsteps*
Tim: WHY WON'T YOU- YOU'VE BEEN CHASING ME FOR TWENTY MINUTES WHY WONT YOU FUCKING TELL ME WHY?!
Damian: *grunt*
Tim: n- *huff* no- i'm not- IM NOT FUCKING STOPPING UNTIL YOU TELL ME WHY.
Jason: *snickering* this is fucking- this is amazing. i dunno what it is but it's great.
Tim: WHY AREN'T YOU- STOP FILMING, HOOD-
Jason: dude, seriously, just stop running away. what's the worst he does, stab you?
Tim: W- YES?!?!
Damian: *panting, rushing footsteps, grapple going off*
Tim: oh my GOD- FINE. ROBIN. ROBIN? I'M GONNA STOP ON THAT ROOFTOP. DO NOT FUCKING HURT ME OR I'M CALLING BATMAN.
*scrape of gravel*
*silence*
*harsh slapping sound*
Tim: ACK-
Jason: ohohoho that was LOUD man, i woulda heard that from all the way over here even without the coms.
Tim: THE FUCK DID YOU SLAP ME FOR?!
Damian: *panting*
*a beat*
Damian, gasping for breath: yellow car, no returns.
*long stretch of silence*
Tim, dangerously calm: excuse me?
Damian: *rushing footsteps, grapple going off, loud wind*
Jason: *instant loud cackles* OH MY- HOLY FUCK-
Tim: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?
*disconnecting ping*
Tim: ROBIN.
Jason: *genuinely losing his entire shit* I CAN'T- *wheeze* *high-pitched* i can't- oh my god Robin,
Tim, completely serious: i'm gonna fucking kill him when we get home.
Jason: *still wheezing* i'm so- i'm so proud of how i raised that child, oh my god,
Tim: fuck you Hood.
Jason, weeping: i'm putting this on youtube,
Tim: NO.
"best friend"
I think that hunith would be the type of mother to be very unassuming to even Merlin and then. Randomly drop insane lore about her life before she had him without any explanation.
Because
1) she took in a fugitive(Merlin's father) during the purge
2) anyone who raised Merlin is Not Normal
Merlinby ~retroelectric
undiagnosing myself. there is nothing wrong with me i am #normal
@merthurmicrofic {} prompt: Exile {} words: 135 (on the dot *chefs kiss* great number) {} I actually really like this. I don't do short and concise very often but I feel when I do I do it well yk (let me have this) {}
How had it come to this?
Deep down, he supposed he knew. And deep down, perhaps he may have considered this outcome.
Uther sank back in his seat, accepting the fate that would soon befall him.
"You shouldn't have exiled Arthur," Morgana mused, tipping the rest of his wine into a plant. He watched as it shriveled to a dry, blackened wisp. "He always loved you more."
Air refused to reach his lungs as he tried to justify his actions. Pointlessly explain himself despite the facts.
"But...I suppose not more than he loved Merlin," Morgana turned back to him with an amused glint in her eyes. Something lurched inside of Uther's chest and he couldn't tell if it was disgust or his failing heart.
"Don't worry. I will welcome them both back with open arms."