Greetings! The name is Time Lizzy, or Time as my friends call me. They/Them pronouns. I love to try new things, draw, sing, dance, garden, and I do some witchcraft in my free time. I'm a Hetalia role playing partner if you guys are interested.
Toccata and Fugue in D Minor | Johann Sebastian Bach.
I wonder how long it took to practice this shit
DRIFT COMPATIBLE, BABY
i just want to zip back in time and show this video to Bach like look at this shit some day hundreds of years in the future there will be a gigantic flat piano made of lightning and processed dinosaur juice and two future girls will be so passionate and talented that they play your song by dancing it out and people all over the world will see it and be so fucking excited isn’t that the coolest thing ever
The year is 2042. Your daughter is awkwardly silent as she eats her dinner. “Something wrong sweetie?” She sighs and puts down her fork. “I was digging really deep in AO3 last night…Why didn’t you finish that coffee shop au?” It happened. Your past has come back to haunt you. Nay, it never truly left.
U CANNOT OUTRUN UR CRIME
OKAY BUT WAIT. This has happened to me. Recently. Because I am old and I have things out there from previous fandoms with previous pseuds and one day my teenager begins a rant at me about people never finishing any WIPs on the pit of voles (which he does not call the pit of voles because he has No Knowledge of such a thing but yet he still reads on which I didn’t think anyone did any longer) and he points out an example to me of something I WROTE AND LEFT WIPing for ages and he has NO IDEA #1 that his mom wrote this and #2 How much it still haunts me to this day that it will. sit. there. for. eternity. because I am too lazy to pull it down.
throwback to the time my classics professor asked “does anyone know who sappho is?” and i immediately replied “she’s the OG lesbian” and my professor yelled “EXACTLY” and wrote the OG lesbian on the whiteboard
really though, what’s stopping virgil or any of the other sides from opening their mouths and just BLARING MUSIC like a speaker. they aren’t real. none of them are.
Thomas the people have questions that must be answered
Thomas: I’m feeling really…sad.
Patton: *opens mouth and the song Despacito comes blaring out*