I’m sorry this is late but this is for the PJO discord server Valentines Exchange for @ephemeralfireflyalso sorry if the format’s confusing or anything
Sometimes, knowing what you want is
harder than not knowing. Sometimes, being too aware of something is worse than
not being aware of what’s happening. Sometimes, knowing you’re in love can be worse
than not being able to decipher your feelings, because they all start crushing
you in waves.
And man, did Nico feel like he was being crushed.
Will wondered what it would be like, if just for a moment, he forgot about
everything. About all of his feelings, all of his thoughts. If he could just be, and put away all of his worries, his
fears. It was like he was drowning, except instead of water there was emotions.
Too many to bear. Sometimes, just sometimes, Will wondered if he would have still felt like this if he hadn’t met
Nico. Sometimes, Will wondered if he would want to feel this was if he hadn’t met Nico.
At first it was the little things.
It was the way Will would come in after school, the way his cheeks always
seemed just a little bit flushed. It was the way he grasped the neck of his
guitar while trying to find the tune that fit what he was trying to do. It was
the way his hair would fall into his face as he studied for his next exam. It
was the way he would fall asleep with his book still open in his lap, mouth
slightly open and soft snores coming out.
It was the way Will would ask if
Nico was alright throughout the day.
walked into his and Nico’s apartment, tired from walking up the four flights of
stairs. He shifted the books from one arm to the other so he could pull out his
keys and unlock the apartment door. Looking inside, he saw his roommate sitting
by their kitchen table. “Hey Neeks, did you have a good day?” Will asks that every
day, by now expecting – and looking forward – to Nico’s immediate response of “Don’t call me Neeks.” There’s
usually a pause, about 30 seconds or so, before Nico answers the question,
though it’s usually a vague “I’m fine” or “It’s good” or “eh, it’s been
better.” Will still looks forward to hearing it.
enjoys it when he can sit down with his guitar. Music just calms him, for some reason. Maybe because it
reminded him of his mom. Maybe because of the way it can tell a story. It’s so
easy for Will to just loose himself in the music, strumming the chords, finding
what sounds right and what doesn’t. Finding out what fits. Learning how to play his and Nico’s
favourite songs just made him feel right,
even though he knew that he wasn’t that good. The way Nico’s eyes would light
up when he recognized a song that Will played had to be one of his favourite
parts of playing guitar.
Sometimes, Nico caught himself
absent mindlessly staring at Will. Sometimes, just sometimes, Nico dared to hope that Will stared at him too.
Sometimes, he wished that he’d look up and see those blue eyes looking at him
back. Sometimes, he wished that he’d never be caught. Sometimes, he wondered if
he should just talk about it.
ran a hand through his hair and looked up. Whenever he had exams, Will
constantly struggled with whether or not he wants to see Nico. It’s not that
Nico was annoying or a bother, not at all. That wasn’t to say that Nico wasn’t
a distraction, though. It’s not that
he tries to be, but with the way his hair falls into his eyes and his lips part
just so, it’s hard to not get distracted. Nico’s a nice distraction
though. Sometimes, Will would look up only to see Nico looking at him first. He
couldn’t stop blushing whenever that happened.
Sometimes, the little things turn
out to be so much more than you expected them to be. Sometimes they turn into
something so much more important than
you thought they would be. Sometimes, they are the actions, the words, the expressions that make all the
difference. Sometimes, it can make you fall even harder.Sometimes, you
may regret ever noticing it.
There were moments that Nico wished he never noticed it. There were
moments when his heart hurt and he wondered “What
would happen if I had never met Will?” There were moments when he wondered
if – in another life time – he would’ve gotten these feelings for someone else.There were moments when he would berate
himself for ever thinking like that. There were moments when he’d wonder if
Will thought the same about him.
looked at Nico. Looked at the way he would suck on his lip when he was
concentrating. Looked at the way he would constantly push his hair from over
his eyes behind his ears. Will smiled softly as he stood and walked towards the
And then – then – maybe everything will add together. Then all the little
things you’ve noticed begins to make sense. And maybe, just maybe, your
feelings will be reciprocated.
Nico knows this his feelings sure
if there was one person that Will knew he wouldn’t be able to live without, it
had to be Nico. Nico, his roommate. Nico, one of his best friends. Nico, the
person that Will had fallen in love with.
was such a big part of his life, there was no way that things would be the same
without him. And Will loved that. Now, to see whether or not Nico felt the same
way about him…
“Will? Where are you taking me?”
“Don’t worry about it Neeks, we’re
Nico rolled his eyes. “What part of “don’t call me Neeks” don’t you
Will turned around and gave him a
soft smile. “All of it, now c’mon.”
If Nico was being honest, he liked
being like this. He liked the way Wil’s hand felt in his as Will lead him to
gods-know-where. He liked the peacefulness of it all. What he wasn’t expecting,
though, was a blanket strewn on the floor with a candle in the middle and a
basket next to it.
Nico looked towards Will, who was
giving him a nervous smile. “So, did I do good?”
this he will not divide us livestream is wild, one woman has been yelling for an hour, theres a near constant exchange of ppl who are leaving and arriving and meanwhile in the background theres shia labeouf dressed like a friendly homeless man bobbing his head to the rhytm
hey you want to know something annoying about music/string instruments?
pianos are technically ~out of tune~ bc if they were tuned with “just” temperament (as opposed to equal temperament) then the lower register would wind up being hella flat while the higher register would be hella sharp. and that’s no good. so, pianos and other keyed instruments have to be tuned in this really wonky way that keeps the distance between the notes equal.
however, other instruments don’t follow this rule. Since I’m a violinist, I’ll use the violin as an example. Violins (and cellos and violas) are tuned in 5ths. This mean that each string is a 5th above or below the one next to it. We tune by playing two adjacent strings at the same time and altering the pitch of one string until the frequencies resonate perfectly. Since violins don’t have keys, we can alter the pitch of any individual non-open-string note at will just by moving our finger appropriately.
This is Very Cool but at the same time it’s a fucking curse.
For example: Let’s say I play an E-natural with my open A. And then I take that exact same E-natural and play it with my open G. Suddenly, with the open G, the E natural is now sharp. So I have to adjust and make it flatter. So now, I’ve got this new, flattened E-natural resonating perfectly with my open G. But if I play this new E natural with the open A, now it’s too flat! So I have to lift it again!
Basically, on a string instrument, ALL of our notes are like this. Intonation isn’t cut-and-dry the way it is for pianists or xylophonists, etc. Whether a particular note is in tune is entirely dependent on what chord it’s in, what key it’s in, or what notes come before and after. It’s a Huge Pain.
When we are playing with a pianist, obviously the pianist can’t adjust their intonation the way we can, so we are OBLIGATED to adjust to the piano. Which means wherever necessary, we may have to play certain notes “out of tune”.
This particularly becomes a problem with certain sharp or flat notes.
Like, musicians know about a thing called “enharmonic equivalents.” This is when one note can have two different names. Like generally, an F# and a Gb are ~enharmonically~ the same note.
BUT!!!! THE TRUTH IS THAT AN F# IS FLATTER THAN A Gb!!!!!
But pianos are not capable of making this distinction!!! So instead, just to make shit simple, we consider them the same note!!!!