OZKI

21 | Art and writing | Maybe some pictures | I’m a freak and that should be enough warning | Queer

[ozkime]

About me:

- I’m a college student in STEM that loves the arts

- I draw and write as a hobby

- Do not let yourself be fooled by the melancholy or themes of my thoughts, I’m a cheerful person!

- You can find my writing in AO3 under Ozkiva (https://archiveofourown.org/users/Ozkiva/works)

- I love vampires as you might learn from my posts

- I crave interaction, feel free to message me!

You can find more stuff under the tags

[fairyofpursuit]

“Rest”

this took me A WHILE to finish!!

I was a little nervous about how their faces would mesh together but they actually do have very similar features so I didn’t have to draw much differently hah 👁️👁️👍🏻

[lioncourtz]

THE VAMPIRE LESTAT | OFFICIAL OPENING TITLES x

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Preparing a new translation

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Another translation of songs that remind me of Devil’s minion, and my favorite one.

I offer: “De antes” by Cultura Profética

This was actually the one that inspired me to do translations, and it it the last one that I’ve done in over a year 💀

Keep reading for lyrics/translation!

Lyrics/ Translation

Ah, regálame un segundo, por favor

Gift me a second, please


Ah, preciosa

Beautiful

Yo a ti te conozco de antes

I know you from before


He visto esos ojos andantes

I’ve seen those wandering eyes


Te conozco de antes

I know you from before


Tal vez de un tiempo en que

Maybe from a time in which


Mi memoria no alcanza

My memory can’t reach


Tal vez de un tiempo en que

Maybe from a time when


No habitaba esta masa

I didn’t inhabit this mass


Tal vez de un tiempo en que

Maybe from a time when


El lenguaje no hablaba

The language didn’t speak


Tal vez ni tiempo fue

Maybe it wasn’t even time

Te conozco de antes

I know you from before


Y esto me provoca pensarte

And this makes me think of you


Te conozco de antes

I know you from before

¿Cómo, cuándo y dónde fue?

How, when, and where it was?


Quiero saber, preciso a entender

I want to know, I need to understand


Serás acaso la dama en mis sueños

Could you be the lady in my dreams


O una revelación que no entiendo

Or a revelation that I can't understand


Dime si lo sabes,

Tell me if you know it

no espero nada a cambio Preciosa

I dont expect anything in exchange, beautiful


Solo intento entender

I just try to understand

porque al verte me fallan los pies

Why, when I see you, my feet fail


La lengua me pesa al hablar,

My tongue feels heavy when I speak

tiemblo y sudo sin parar

I tremble and sweat non stop


Creo que tus elementos

I think your elements

al mezclarse en mi pueden estallar

When mixed with me can blow up

Te conozco de antes

I know you from before


He visto esos ojos andantes

Ive seen those wandering eyes


Te conozco de antes

I know you from before


Y no es de cruzarnos en la calle, no

And its not from crossing paths on the street, no


Te conozco de antes

I know you from before


Y esto me provoca pensarte

And this makes me think of you


Te conozco

I know you

No necesito mirarte pa' sentir

I dont need to look at you to feel

los destellos que nacen de tu piel

The flashes that are born from your skin


Tus colores pintan mi canción

Your colors paint my song


Y mi guitarra se convierte en ti

And my guitar becomes you


Acaricio tu cabello

I caress your hair

intentando acordes al azar

Trying random chords


Me regalas notas tan dulces

You gift me such sweet notes

que me inspiran a cantar

Thst inspire me to sing

Te conozco de antes

I know you from before


He visto esos esos ojos andantes

Ive seen those wandering eyes


Te conozco de antes

I know you from before


Y no es de cruzarnos en la calle, no

And its not from crossing paths on the street, no


Te conozco de antes

I know you from before


Y no es excusa pa'cantarte

And its not excuse to sing to you


Te conozco de antes

I know you from before


No creas que intento conquistarte hoy

Dont believe im trying to conquer you today

De antes

From before


He visto esos ojos andantes

Ive seen those wandering eyes

Te conozco

I know you


De antes

From before


De antes

From before


Te conozco de antes, oh

I know you from before, oh

De antes

From before

[ozkime]

An exaggerated self-portrait

I am a weird human being, a strange individual. Where did it come from, I do not know.

I fake it well, I believe, and sometimes I’m disgusted with myself. Did something happened to me where I have no recollection of it?

Was is really normal, what is not. Was it the exposure to different content that scrambled my wiring? Was it the online world or who I met there.

A strange thing, I believe. So uninteresting and with a whole world inside at the same time.

[ozkime]

Translation of songs that remind me of Devil’s minion for my non-Spanish English speakers

Today I bring: “El Diablo” by Mon Laferte

As you know, I translate weirdly, so if the phrasing in English feels uncomfortable, that is why!

I love Mon Laferte, she has great music and I 100% recommend listening to her even if you do not speak the language.

Keep reading for Lyrics/Translation.

Lyrics/Translation

Tantas horas aguantando hasta el amanecer

So many hours holding on until the sunrise

Y aunque no quiero que aparezcas siempre me vienes a ver

And although I don’t want you to appear, you always come and see me

Estás de negro, siempre tan oscuro

You are dressed in black, always so dark

Te veo de lado y creo que me cansé

I look at you sideways and I think I got tired.

No he oído tu voz, no sé ni tu nombre

I haven’t heard your voice, I don’t even know your name

Quiero saber por qué te escondes en mi cabeza

I want to know, why do you hide in my head?

Siento que te amo porque te odio

I feel that I love you because I hate you

Yo sé que te quiero porque te temo

I know that I want you because I fear you

Y sé que te busco porque me alocas

And I know that I look for you because you drive me crazy

Creo que te amo, creo que yo te inventé

I believe I love you, I believe I made you up

Tanto tiempo ocultando lo que siento por ti

So much time hiding what I feel for you

Es fundamental hacer algo para mí

It’s fundamental to do something for me

Eres como un ángel de la guarda

You are like a guardian angel

Me recuerdas al diablo cuando me cansas

You remind me of the devil when you tire me.

No he oído tu voz, no sé ni tu nombre

I haven’t heard your voice, I don’t even know your name

Quiero saber por qué te escondes en mi cabeza

I want to know, why do you hide in my head

Siento que te amo porque te odio

I feel that I love you because I hate you

Yo sé que te quiero porque te temo

I know that I want you because I fear you

Y sé que te busco porque me aloca

And I know that I look for you because it drives me crazy

Creo que te amo, creo que yo te inventé

I believe I love you, I believe I made you up

Y cuando me toca me vuelvo loca

And when he touches me, I go crazy

Las mariposas andan en celo

The butterflies are in heat

Y una libélula ninfo-maníaca me roza la boca tan demoníaca

And a nymphomaniac dragonfly grazes my mouth so demonic

Fumaba un puro y conversaba con un hombre ciego

I was smoking a cigar and conversing with a blind man

Yo sé que todo sucede allá afuera pero yo tengo un mundo aquí dentro

I know everything happens out there but I have world here inside

Siento que te amo porque te odio

I feel that I love you because I hate you

Yo sé que te quiero porque te temo

I know that I want you because I fear you

Y sé que te busco porque me alocas

And I know that I look for you because you drive me crazy

Creo que te amo, creo que yo te inventé

I believe I love you, I believe I made you up

[ozkime]

Translation from songs that remind me of Devil’s Minion for my non-Spanish speakers

In this case: “La muerte Chiquita” by Cafe Tacvba

I deliberately choose to keep my translation a bit more direct, and not completely complying to the English language rules, it makes more sense for me that way, to keep my language’s essence.

The phrase “Dame La muerte chiquita/pequeña”, is translated as “Give me the little/small death”, because I though it would fit best, but it can also be translated as “Give me the death, little one”

Keep reading for lyrics and translation.

Lyrics/Translation:

Dame la muerte chiquita

Give me the little death

Dame la muerte pequeña

Give me the small death

Y así, tal vez, en tus brazos

And like that, perhaps, in your arms

Alcanzaré gracia plena

I will reach full grace

Su esencia de alta marea

Your essence of high tide

Sus besos de tamarindo

Your kisses of tamarind

Sus pestañas, dos palmeras

Your lashes, two palm trees

A cuyo vaivén me rindo

To whose sway I surrender

Dicen que usted trae las sombras

They say that you carry the shadows

Y por dentro está toda herida

And in the inside you are all wounded

Dame la muerte chiquita

Give me the little death

Antes del último sueño

Before the last slumber

Una cosa a Dios yo pido

One thing I ask of God

Un segundo ser su dueño

To be your owner for a second

La venganza es cosa dulce

The vengeance is a sweet thing

Y este machete que tengo

And this machete that I have

Es por si alguien le hizo daño

It’s in case somebody harmed you

Que yo por usted me muero

That I would die for you

Es por si alguien le hizo daño

It’s in case somebody harmed you

Que yo por usted...

That I for you…

Dicen que usted trae las sombras

They say that you carry the shadows

Y por dentro está toda herida

And in the inside you are all wounded

Por una noche en su lecho

For a night in your bedding

Soy capaz de dar la vida

I am capable of giving my life

[ozkime]

“Krush” by me (Ozkiva)

Desire and secrecy. What do we feel as humans and what do we really want. Is love destruction or reformation?

Destroy what you want and desired, crave the skin of your loved one so much you want to bite, grab, possess. They are yours. Yours to take, yours to fuck, yours to consume, yours to take care of.

Hug and squeeze the one you missed until they can’t breathe, use that worn jacket until is nothing but shredded fabric, keep your childhood toy until they are missing pieces and ripped. They are all yours.

Art project I did for extra credit and I hate. This is my bastard child.

[ozkime]

Promoting my sad Loustat fanfic

https://archiveofourown.org/works/77100891

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Where does my suffering come from? I have not experienced anything. Not love, not sex, not excitement for something new, not new experiences in a long time. Does it come from the lack of it or from my mind wanting to feel something, to fill a void where is the space I deny the fulfillment of

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There is something ancient inside of me, a sorrow that has been following for generations

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Sometimes I think I will die young, without having accomplished my goals. A mártir of my own expectations. I think so much about death that I think it will come when I finally feel like living.

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Autorretrato

¿Tendré yo el derecho a interrumpir lo hermoso que ya está formado? ¿Cómo yo podré interrumpir en el mundo que ya existe desde milenios atrás?

Qué hago yo abriendo las venas y la cavidad torácica del universo para renacer de sus mismos elementos. Por qué yo he merecido estar aquí, tambaleando la realidad que ya estaba tan tranquila cuando lo formado es ya tan hermoso por si solo.

Tan piadoso cuando necesito la ternura, tan cruel cuando me alejo de la realidad. Admiraré la imagen, apreciaré por lo lejos sin afectar.

[ozkime]

Podría gritar

Que me dejes beber de tu sangre

- “Beber de tu sangre”, Los Amantes de Lola

I could scream

For you to let me drink from your blood

[ozkime]

Dentro, muy dentro, como un implante

Incrustado en mi interior

En mi cerebro loop implacable

Mi voluntad destruyó

Poquito a poco, tú te instalaste

¿Eres huésped o invasor?

- “Maligno”, Aterciopelados.

English translation below

Inside, very inside, like an implant

Embedded in my interior

In my brain, unstoppable loop

It destroyed my will

Little by little, you installed yourself

Are you a guest or invader?

[ozkime]

Cómeme, consúmeme. Arranca mi piel y libérame de esta cárcel de carne que me hace mortal. Me entrego a ti físicamente y decido ignorar el dolor para poder unirme a tu organismo, hacia el centro de tus células, de tu alma. Seré tuya y nuestras masas seguirán siendo uno cuando perezcas.