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#please listen the song if you can

yudol-skorbi · 2 years

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Быть хочу песчинкой отныне, каплей дождя в пустыне, Без имени и без масти, огромного мира частью. Растекаюсь в расслабленной позе по поверхности горного озера, Смотрю в темноту звёздным светом, дышу обжигающим ветром.

-Магия by Flëur

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sad-leon · 2 months

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firefight animatic for my lovely friend @remedyturtles [Spoilers up until Chapter 9]

unfortunately the last chunk of frames are incomplete and will likely remain that way as i have hit a massive mental brick wall -- probably an ugly mix of depression and burnout -- but I wanted to share my vision, so I edited what I had

Song Used: Dancing After Death by Matt Maeson

wish I had more to say but im dead on the floor,, sorry

#sad•leonart #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #firefight au #animatic #rise leo #rottmnt leo #rise donnie #rottmnt donnie #disaster twins #rise disaster twins #rottmnt disaster twins #really wish i coulda finished it but im on the urge of deleteing everything i've made ever so.. yeah #if you havent read firefight and can handle heavy whump and cliffhangers please read it #its amazing and rem is still like the best author ever #this song fucking kills me everytime i listen to it #especially that last part #... anyways #o7

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lookninjas · 27 days

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Pick a song based on a bad description! You do not have to recognize any of the songs to choose them. You're going more for a mood. A vibe. Whatever cracks you up. Roll a d12, maybe. Just pick something and reblog the poll (reblogging is important -- we get a lot of ties if there's not a bunch of votes, so please reblog!)

At the end of the week, I will take all the songs and put them in a playlist, starting with the song that has the least number of votes and working up to the song with the most votes. I will then share the poll around one last time with a link to the playlist and all individual songs. If you would like to hear the finished playlist, please leave a comment or mention it in tags or whatever, and I will tag you when the playlist is finished.

Also, if you're intrigued by a description and you just can't wait, shoot me an ask and I will tell you the name/artist of the song that you're interested in. But like I said, you don't have to know to vote. Go with what you feel in your heart.

#polls #music #playlists #bad song descriptions #chaotic girl summer pt. 1 #there will probably be a funkier playlist poll coming out maybe even this week depending #or maybe next week i haven't decided #and yes the gif is a clue but maybe not in the way you think #unless you follow me in which case you can probably guess the song from my old posts #anyway that's all please reblog #and maybe listen to some weird music today it's good for you

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decojellyfish · 2 months

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It's okay, love ♡

Hope you guys enjoy this one! Gaz needed a proper one, not just a drabble :) If you have any constructive criticism, please comment below! If you have any requests, or just want to say stuff to me, feel free to submit stuff!

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Harpee Hawk! Gaz x Harpee Dove! Fem! Reader Both of you are nervous on your first date together :3

SFW ~ An odd combination of fluff, then angst, then fluff again :) Warnings: N/A

───♡───────────── Beginning You were waiting at the reserved table at the restaurant where you had planned to meet your date, fingers nervously fidgeting with the fabric of your dress. Your anxiety about being set up makes you glance at the time on your phone every 5 seconds. It was 2 minutes passed your agreed meeting time. You try to subtly fan yourself with your hand, nervousness setting in and making your skin slightly perspire and your white feathered wings twitch ever so slightly in anticipation.

Then you saw him. He came slightly rushing in, he knew he was a little late. You could see in his face. Although he was afar, at the entryway, you could see a slight glint of guilt in his eyes. He was scanning the restaurant for your face, but he spotted you because of your shiny, soft wings instead.

It made your stomach fill with enough butterflies to make a bug collector jealous with how his face suddenly lit up and he began to make his way to your table.

He spoke your name as he approached, almost in disbelief. He was just as astounded as you were as you took in each other’s beauty. It was kind of a brief awkward silence, which you two realized as you looked away from each other with a light blush dusted upon your cheeks.

“I-I’m Kyle.” He spoke, still in awe of your presence, as he held out his hand to you. You responded with your name, as well, and held his hand. You thought it was a handshake, although that would’ve been awfully business-like for a romantic date until he began to raise your hand to his face and he gently kissed your knuckles.

He looked at you the whole time, with you practically melting at the way his half-lidded eyes gazed into yours that were wide open at the surprise.

He then sat himself down in the seat across from you, “Sorry, love, f’ bein’ late. Traffic was complete chaos out there.” He chuckled, making you smile and laugh as well. “It’s okay, at least you showed up late rather than not at all.” You responded, adjusting the shoulder strap of your dress.

“Have you ordered anything yet?” “No, I was kind of waiting on you. I was just gonna wait until about 20 minutes passed our agreed time before I just ordered something or just went home.” You both laughed, a waitress soon approached your table and requested your order.

After you two had placed your orders, she left and you were left alone with each other again. You both stared at each other for a moment before he was the first one to speak up.

“You’re dress looks lovely. It goes well with your wings.” Kyle smiled, you could almost melt with the way his eyes shifted to the feathered protrusions in your back. His brown eyes began to sparkle with admiration before they returned to your face. “You look lovely…” He spoke softly, but loud enough for you to hear him.

You had never really made it this far when it came to a date, either being ghosted or stood up, or your date making you so uncomfortable that you say you’re off to the bathroom when, in reality, you’re booking it out of the agreed spot and going home. Something about the thought of someone caring for you so much that they would kiss you, greet you every morning, comfort you every night, and take you off on an adventure to experience new things together.

It felt so foreign to you. But with Kyle, you could feel the love radiating off of him. Honestly, it terrified you. This felt strange, weird, scary. Scary that you had never gotten this far, scary that you didn’t know what to do or where to go from here.

So you did what felt familiar.

You grabbed your purse, stood up, and spoke the words that felt like a safety blanket to you. “I-I just need to use the restroom for a bit, is that okay…?” “Oh, of course, love. I’ll be right here when you get back.”

He was oblivious, only an understanding smile appearing on his face. It made your heart almost shatter with guilt. But it was the only way you wouldn’t become an emotionally terrified wreck in front of the gorgeous piece of art that sat across from you.

Walking away from the table, you went in the direction of the bathroom, constantly checking over your shoulder to make sure he couldn’t see you before abruptly changing direction and going towards the entrance. You grabbed your coat, quickly putting it on as the host thanked you for coming to the establishment.

You didn’t say a word, quickly shooting a glance over your shoulder at the two-person table. Kyle still obliviously waiting for your return. You felt a burning lump in your throat, tears pricking at your eyes as you couldn’t bear to watch. You were setting up this man’s beautiful heart to be broken. All because you were scared of what actual love felt like, having been denied it for so long.

You swiftly left, already beginning to hiccup, and blinked back your tears. You didn’t want him to see you abandoning him through the windows, so you shot up into the sky and began to fly back home.

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“They’re just in the bathroom, they’ll be out in a minute.” Kyle smiled up at the waitress as she served your food across from him. Once she left, he softly muttered to himself, “Hopefully…” before glancing over at the bathroom with a small sigh. He held his hands together in his lap, trying to calm himself down. It had been 24 minutes. Kyle didn’t know what had happened to you.

Maybe you were having stomach issues? But how could they have been so bad that it kept you almost 30 minutes in the restroom? The worst idea that he had popped up in his head was that you had gotten hurt in the bathroom and needed dire help. But that one was also the most unlikely, so he pushed it to the back of his head.

It’s been 32 minutes since you announced that you needed the restroom, he didn’t want the food to get cold. He took a small bite of it, surely he could explain once you got back that he didn’t want to eat cold food that had originally been served warm.

It’s been an hour and 3 minutes since you had left. Kyle had eaten part of his food, not even half of it. He was too worried about what had happened to you. Why you left him. He looked at the plate of perfectly untouched food that was probably cold now.

He was holding his face in his hands, wondering what he had done wrong to make you have this reaction, when the waitress approached him and asked about the bill.

“It looks like I’ll be the one paying f’ it huh?” He responded, defeated. He took the bill from her, quickly speaking up before she left him alone. “And can I get two boxes f’ these?” She responded with a yes and a nod.

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It wasn’t that difficult for him to find your address, he had just asked through the grapevine of people he knew definitely were in contact with you. He knew how creepy it was, but he just wanted to make sure you had gotten your uneaten food. That’s all.

Kyle landed outside of your townhouse, walking up the steps and knocking on your door. He hoped you at least had made it home safe.

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You were still sniffling from your crying session. You felt like such a fool for leaving what seemed to be a perfect man in the dark like that. You felt so many emotions all at once, even as you tried to compose yourself in your pajamas, and snuggled up in your bed as some pitiful attempt of physically comforting yourself. Shame, embarrassment, fear, confusion, helplessness, and frustration with yourself.

You nearly gasped in horror when you heard a knock on your front door. Tears rushed to your eyes, that stupid look you always developed when you were about to cry made its way to your face again. You waited, hoping, praying that whoever it was would just leave you alone.

But it came again, somewhat more frantic than the first time. It felt oddly like a ‘worried’ knock. You sighed, grabbed another tissue, and lazily tried to clean yourself up, this person wasn’t going, were they?

You got out of bed, your wings slightly twitching as they stretched out. They had been stuck in a position that was slightly wrapped protectively around you as you were crying. Your wing muscles were aching, and it took you up until now to notice how stressed they were.

Shuffling down the stairs, you just wanted to be left alone which was why you didn’t bother to look out the windows by your front door.

Your front door opened, Kyle felt relieved that you were okay, you nearly got a heart attack when you saw him on your front step. Here come those tears, already severely blurring your vision, obscuring his worried face once he saw you begin to cry at the mere sight of him.

“You kind of forgot your food, love…” He softly chuckled and handed you a styrofoam box, your shaky hands taking it. “You alright…? ‘M sorry if it was anything I said that made you feel the need to-” “I-I’m sorry…” You whimpered out through trembling breaths and uncontrolled hiccups.

Kyle looked at you, his eyes growing sympathetic as he watched how you just crumbled right in front of him. It made him want just to hold you, cup the back of your head, and whisper into your ear ‘It’ll be okay’.

“I-I’m sorry for-... for just leaving you like that!” You desperately explained, your tears now already rolling down your face, down your cheeks, and down your neck. You didn’t know where to put your take-out box so you just awkwardly held it as you used one hand to wipe at your face.

He looked at you, taking a small breath before stepping into your home and gently taking the box from you. He set it down on a nearby table where you kept your shoes and a vase of flowers. Then he turned back to you and gingerly took your hands in his, looking into your red, puffy, watery eyes.

“It’s alright, love, I forgive you… but there must’ve been a reason you did it…” He was gentle with his words, they felt like a hug almost. “Was there…?”

You sniffled and glanced up at him as you thought of an explanation. “I-I guess I’m just… just afraid of actual love…? As stupid as it sounds…” you sniffled, your shoulders quivering along with your breaths as you tried to calm down. You gave a small awkward, kind of desperate laugh.

Kyle softly chuckled, “‘Fraid of love…? That sounds awful…” he would gently plant a light peck against your knuckles. “How long have you had philiphobia…?” he asked with a small smile. This time, you let out a real laugh. Small, but real. “What’s that…?”

“The irrational fear of love…” His words were so smooth, soft, and velvety as he said that. It felt strange, but like a strange comfort, almost. You took some time to think. “Well, I’m not exactly terrified of it… more like, I’m just unnerved by the prospect of it…”

“Still, how long have you been bothered by it…?” You really started to dig deep into your memory, trying to figure out where it all began.

“I guess… I guess when people started to make a big deal about getting into relationships… I suppose all the way back in elementary, I just wanted nothing to be loved… romantically loved. I never really got that, in any of my school years, and now I’ve just… kind of grown distant to the idea of being loved…?”

“And yet you still reach out for it, love. You’re in the dating pool, you still want love…”

“Yeah… I guess I do…” you mumbled to yourself. He looked at you, moving a bit of hair that had stuck to your face via crying. “Mind if I show you just a little bit…? Not a kiss, but I still want to give you the romantic love you desire…”

You paused, in thought, debating internally on whether or not you accept his proposal. Maybe it was time you did something you were afraid of. I mean, exposure therapy is there for a reason, right?

You give him a small nod, and you see him light up like a warm candle, a comforting light within the cold darkness of night. He then opened up his wings and proceeded to wrap them around you, pulling you closer to him. His coffee-brown feathers gently brushed and rubbed against your ivory ones. He then held you closer with his own arms.

Those muscular arms that silently screamed, ‘I will protect you with every fiber of my being’. One hand resided at one of your shoulder blades and the other cusped against the back of your head.

You both stayed like that for a bit. And you finally let yourself just be. Just be in love. Just relax into the comfort of the loving embrace of one harpee to another. Your eyelids would begin to droop shut, your body relaxing in the warmth of Kyle’s love. You could hear it, in the way he breathed, that he was smiling once he felt you relax into him.

“How’s this, love…?”

“...I like it.”

“You sure? You just like it?” He quietly chuckled.

“Yeah… I love it.” ───♡───────────── End

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jojo-schmo · 7 months

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Digging through my old notebooks, I found an old Poppy Bros OC I made about 11 years ago!! I don’t think I ever gave him a name or much to do, so I thought it would be nice to say hello to him again after so many years.

So here is the reimagined, yet familiar, Allegro!! (The Poppy Bro)

I’ve turned him into a Bard! But not just any bard. The instrument he specializes in is…

Trombone. :D and the song I’ve chosen to represent his personality is Dance Boheme performed by the legendary Joseph Alessi.

You could call him a trom-bro, maybe. 😎

But yes I want to develop him even more he’s fun!!!

#please listen to the dance boheme link it’s a fun trombone song #I guess with Allegro I’ve inadvertently began the process of putting together a marching band bahaha #anyone have ocs that like instruments? we need several band members lol #we can put together our own pupupu marching band!!#poppy bros jr #art #Kirby series #Kirby OC #anyway if you’re old enough to have childhood OCs you haven’t thought about in a while #consider revisiting them to say hello #it’s a nice feeling!!#redesign #kirby

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destinysbounty · 1 year

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Just noticed a parallel thats eating my brain alive. Here you go

You ever think about how Morro gets. Uh. Melted. A lot.

Like both his corpse and his ghost got their bodies dissolved by fire and water respectively and y'know, if yall will allow me to go on a tangent about how this relates to Morro paralleling both Kai and Nya, and how both his body and soul are melted by Kai and Nya's respective elements due to his inability to learn the lesson that saved their lives.

Kai is obvious. They both wanted to be the Green Ninja, and their journeys led both of them into an active volcano. Kai realized he wasn't the Green Ninja, and it was this realization that allowed him to unlock his True Potential and escape. Morro, on the other hand, was unable to make this realization, and died in the process.

Nya is a bit trickier, but the similarities are there when you know where to look. Both characters are perfectionists and over-achievers with wicked gifted child syndrome, who hate feeling weak and have a critical difficulty with relying on and opening up to others, and despise being told what to do/how to live their lives. They're also some of the only characters who have explicitly stated a displeasure with destiny deciding their path for them, and a desire to choose for themselves. When Morro realized he wasn't the Green Ninja, what did he say? "I'll train more, learn more lessons." Rationalizing his rejection as a result of personal failure.

And in the end, when Wu begs Morro to take his hand "so we can be stronger together", Morro ultimately lets go. "You can only save those who want to be saved." Was this because of regret? Perhaps because even in his final moments, Morro couldn't bring himself to accept help, still couldn't let himself be weak or vulnerable in front of another, still insisted on being strong? Maybe he didn't want to let down his old master one last time by seeming weak? Bottom line is, he didn't want to be saved. But Nya, she learned. She learned that it was okay to fail, that if you care too much about something, you'll trip over your own feet trying to get it. She learned that no man is an island, and that it's okay to rely on others for help and to be weak sometimes. She took the hand Morro refused, and it was through accepting this that she conjured the tide that destroyed Morro.

I hope that made sense. It's very late and I've been up since 5AM.

#sometimes you just gotta listen to 'jenny' by nothing more and think really hard about emo wind ghosts #seriously tho. the line 'a thousand arms to hold you but you wont reach for any hand' was practically made for him #and 'self-destruct spiral-down / till you want becomes your need'#'please get up like i know you can or forever love the fall'#if i had art skills i would make a morro animatic with that song but alas 😔art machine broke #morro ninjago #ninjago morro #ns5 #ninjago possession #destiny post

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ride-a-dromedary · 1 month

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the darkest of nights, in truth, still dazzles.

a halsin fanmix [listen]

#BG3 Musing #BG3 Fanmix #Halsin BG3 #Halsin #Halsin Posting #my fanmix #i give up this is about as done as it will ever be - i've been talking about this enough i need to get it away from me #i could have made at least one or two other playlists with the number of songs i cut from this #there were some things that hurt me to cut but i figured others had them in their playlists so they're out there #(the impossible dream you will always be famous i am so sorry :(()#i had three goals with this 1. make it more of a timeline in that it follows a narrative order (which hopefully is easy enough to follow)#(it makes sense to me about as much as it is ever going to lol)#2. try to avoid using songs that other individuals have used in their playlists (with a handful of exceptions - i highly encourage you also #take a listen to the others around! lots of good stuff and i figured if you were missing it from this one you can find another with it)#(and if i did use one the context might be different #'closer here is being used in a different way than i usually see it - it's putting more emphasis on the 'you can have my isolation' bit use #in context of the matron and patron for example)#and 3. focus as much as possible on non-romance path elements of halsin's character - i.e. again that's a topic that is highly explored #in other fanmixes to great success - this one is about the childhood he references and the adventures and the capture in the underdark #and the shadow curse and the burying of people he loved and the uptaking of the archdruid position and the healing he did #and possibly did not do #and the radicalization he comes into when his goals are met and he's faced with injustices #and the struggle he has of redefining himself and figuring out who he is after all of it #hopefully the 'eras' are clearly defined but hey it's all gravy from here #honestly if there is one song to listen to that encapsulates halsin for me it's tapestry - highly recommend that #anyway i am blabbing - let the lyrics and such talk for themselves jemi please #but if fanmixes aren't your speed have a kinda nice edit i guess #edit: now with bonus song i just had to add after shamefully forgetting it

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automatonknight · 1 year

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id: a stylized, digital painting of robo-ky from guilty gear. he’s shown from his head to a little below the shoulders, facing the viewer and holding a tangerine in front of his face, which obscures it partially. he’s wearing a white button up with the sleeves rolled up. the background shows trees, a blue but slightly cloudy sky and the sun in the upper right corner. end id

#GRAAAAAH THIS WAS SO FUN #art #fanart #guilty gear #robo ky #robo ky guilty gear #guilty gear robo ky #mmmm as a fun fact i can tell you that i mostly listened to nothing but flowers and matame please carita feliz while drawing this #also to in the shadow of the valley #i recorded the progress on this but idk when i'll post a speedpaint. or if i post it #whatever.....look at my sillyguy #summed the videos up and this took a bit over 3 hours :3 not bad i think #OH AND ALSO. listened to when the tide comes in by ruphus. really cute and upbeat song :]

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gallifreyan-ginger-sociopath · 3 months

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How many fics is too many to post in like three days? Asking for a me.

Also, at what point should I collect the Pining Creature™ drabbles into one multi-chapter fic instead of posting them separately?

I don't want to feel like I'm hogging the Lisa Frankenstein AO3 tag honestly. But it's so hard because I can't stop writing.

#lisa frankenstein #i cant stop writing for this #somene talk me out of doing a full rewrite please i work so much and im losing sleep #but im going to see it again today and im planning to take notes so i can get more accuracy in fics #someone please messge me about this if you're willing to listen to my unhinged ramblings #you get the bonus (curse) of reading things before i post them #and watching me comb through 80s and goth song lyrics for titles

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