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docholligay · 1 year
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So this is the beginning of the final arc, in Gravity Falls, really, if we think about it that way. What I’ve always appreciated about Gravity Falls as a show is it never went full GoT. People figured out that Stan was a twin, and they were like, “Cool! We were in fact dropping hints, foreshadowing, and things of that nature. Fantastic.” The didn’t change what was happening because people guessed, which is the most fucking asinine thing I can think of and I am in fact a huge believer that the obsession with nothing getting out about a movie or show before it airs is actively contributing to making media worse, and also making life miserable for actors, but I digress.
Gravity Falls didn’t do that, and maybe  it was because it is a show for children and so the writers knew their core was not online trying to ‘figure the show out’ (This is why when I want to watch something, as I’m going to watch The Midnight Club, i do it by myself.) but whatever the reason I am grateful.
We’ve had no reason to believe that Stan is innocent of anything from the word go, but what’s soi interesting about this show is the opportunity to show that Dipper and Mabel have to come to that. What does it mean to have faith in someone? Is that naive or ideal?
ETA: WAIT THIS IS THE DISAPPEARED POST WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING
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sleepyowlwrites · 1 year
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FTWT CCCLXXI
since I desire to watch Teen Wolf, Stargate SG-1 AND The Umbrella Academy, I am watching none of them, and instead I'm watching five minutes of random never have I ever episodes despite being actively annoyed by the characters. unrelated, I drew on my hand in green pen and it says "I am creation both haunted and holy" and what a line THAT is. (it's half-alive, you all should be listening to them) okay so tag now. @winterandwords @did-i-do-this-write
push (death story)
“It’s not really the Under, though. Space is pretty liminal here. Gravity is just a concept. If we push through the perceptions and find concrete substance, we’re really next to time. So even though you fell, it wasn’t really down. It was sideways. Not that it matters. However we are is what we perceive. It’s all the same in the end.”
“So this is-” Lawrence screws up his face, trying to think about any of that information in a way that sticks. “This is the Sideways? The Adjacent? The Next-Door?”
Din chuckles, or swallows their own teeth. Lawrence can’t tell from the sound. “You’re starting to understand.”
pull (city story d0)
When they pull up, there’s a group of guys loitering beside the door, smoking. One of them glances over and nods at Rune. Jet turns in time to see her roll her eyes while taking off her helmet.
“I thought you said no punching people.”
“I meant it!” Rune grabs his arm and holds it. “This is a gym. I full intend for us to punch bags made for punching.”
Jet shakes his arm but she doesn’t let go. What is happening?
The same guy wanders over from the rest, stomping out his cigarette on the pavement. “Hey, Rune. Who’s this?”
“This is Jet,” Rune answers, very blandly, like she doesn’t want to be conversing with him.
Oh good, Jet can already feel his instincts creeping up his spine. Days of peace are overrated. If they do end up punching people, he’s fine with that. “Nice to meet you,” he says, equally blandly.
lift (she stole the night from you, 2020)
she comes in quietly dripping black lace like ink off a letter left out in the rain and it drags behind her - staining the carpet, the walls; she lifts a finger to trace your expression like she wants to feel it deeper than her skin and it settles like a dust cloud over her hair - staining the strands, her neck;
carry (the chamber of restitution, 2011)
By silent consent, they stayed close together while trekking through another long white hallway after the red room. After arriving at the mouth of a cave-like staircase, Rothis took the lead, not because he thought Quileya was afraid, but because he didn't want to show his own fear. A brave face was almost as essential to a mission like this as bringing along the proper equipment. Not that it was wise to ignore caution when poking around in Its territory, but courage was often the most important tool a wizard could carry.
The staircase, besides being black and dark and wide enough only for two people to pass each other, also seemed endless. Around and around the two wizards stepped, with Rothis holding a wizard's light in one hand to show the way. Although he could not see her, Rothis knew that Quileya was preparing her spells, reciting in her head eight of nine words to a killing spell, or a shield spell, among others. He tried to do the same. If not for Quileya's interpretation of the pattern messages from the red room, he wouldn't have felt so nervous. But the words kept rebounding in his mind. Enter the chamber of restitution; the debt will be paid; life will end.
mountain (dreams, whispers, fireflies, 2017)
you are a leaf fall in autumn you are a wind down the mountain you are a heartache and you are a pretty pain
you are a warm fireplace you are affectionate nicknames you are a ship and you are an airplane
river (jasper and juniper, 2022)
We don't eat the fruit from the trees with red roots. We don't drink from the jasper waterfall. We walk down the hill in boots that take long strides, eating up the grass as we go. Daisies grow under the junipers down in the valley. They turn red up in the hill, where they drink the river and blush all day. It doesn't hurt them, just changes their face.
tree (the other colors might have been, but I didn't see them, 2021)
I lay back on sweaters that need mending and poke holes in the ceiling and when it starts raining I think maybe I’ll just drown now. Maybe there are new worlds at the bottom of the sea. My house is underwater when the sun comes back outside and I’ve grown roots. There is a tree poking out of my windows, draped in honeysuckle and last night’s noodles.
I dig my way out of the driveway and build a monument to myself in the snow. Winter was ages ago. I’m still sleeping it off.
dirt (guild story d0)
Sharp teeth sank into his skin, the pain a welcome respite from the darkness. Marz opened his eyes with a shuddering breath, his body quaking from the effort of it. Two bright blue eyes stare up at him, unblinking. A mangy street cat let out a half-hearted growl as it released its bite into Marz’s arm. As it backed away, Marz lifted that same arm up above his head, wondering at the smooth skin of it.
Hadn’t he just been covered in dirt? In his own blood?
The second realization jolted him upwards. Marz sat panting in the alley where he’d fallen, the ground cold and icy beneath him, the air frigid around him. He moved his limbs around. They all followed his commands, as energetic as ever, and none of them were covered in either dirt or blood. Instead, on his wrist sat a bracelet.
teeth, take, turn, time. BONUS: traipse, turmoil. @talesofsorrowandofruin @ink-fireplace-coffee @pepperdee @bloodlessheirbyjacques @asher-orion-writes OR ANYBODY
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keyofjetwolf · 3 years
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This is the most true thing I have ever seen in my entire life.
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pdaliceliveblogs · 4 years
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So via a random chain of events (a post from her Gravity Falls liveblog was rb’d by a Jem blog I follow, I went to that and on one post she mentioned also doing Utena) I discovered Jet Wolf’s Utena liveblog. She’s only to episode nine or so, so it was safe for me to read, and I stayed up way too late last night giggling hysterically. She’s a lot more shitposty than I am and is hilarious. So, y’know, if you wanna go laugh your head off check her out.
https://keyofjetwolf.tumblr.com/tagged/jet-wolf-watches-utena/chrono
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The Mind Of A Mutt (Hunger Games - Mockingjay)
Alright guys, As promised, Whumptastic Wednesday has returned. 
Just some background, this fanfic takes place during Mocking Jay Part One. I do reference some stuff from the books that weren't in the movie, so if you haven't read the books and you are confused, then read the damn books because they are incredible (AND VERY WHUMPY!!!) That’s all for now. Please enjoy, and don’t forget to give me some feedback. I would love to know what you guys think. 
-Jimmy
Word Count- 2,299
Warings- violence 
The cold floor of the cell sends goosebumps crawling up my arms. My hairs stand on edge, and every couple seconds my whole body twitches. The tracker jacker venom runs thick through my veins from the last "session." That's what they call them: President Snow and his team of doctors and nurses. Their only objective is to keep me alive long enough to torture me, to damage my brain and fill my head with artificial memories meant to brake me. Day in and day out, they show me pictures of Katniss, her voice rings through my head as they beat me. I have violent hallucinations of her doing unspeakable things to me. I feel every second of it. Why can't they kill me? Send my conscious mind into a desolate never-ending state of nothingness, because that's too easy. Nothing in the capital is easy. That's why twenty-four kids are sent to the Hunger Games every year. Because somewhere in Snow's sick distorted perception of reality, watching kids slaughter each other and celebrating the victors whos lives will be forever plagued with nightmares and flashbacks, is the only way to keep the districts in line. The only way to hold off the rebellion. Well, not anymore.
Katniss is the rebellion, the Mockingjay, and President Coin has got her. She's the reason I'm tortured in a cell in the capital. Katniss is the rebellions weapon, and I'm the capitals weapon. The only difference is never-ending suffering experienced by those saved by the capital. They are turning me into a Mutt, wearing me down little by little till I snap. Until my mind reaches depths of madness incomprehensible by a sain human. This issue is, it's working. Every day I feel my self becoming angrier and angrier. With every injection, every beating, every drop of my blood spilt, my anger grows. I can feel it festering in the back of my mind.
I try to sit up, but my arms feel week and numb. My vision begins to look fuzzy, and my eyelids feel heavy. The black polished shoes of President Snow standing in front of me is the last thing I can remember before I finally let my eye's close. In seconds I'm overtaken by sleep.
I inhale sharply as my eye's shoot open. Where am I? How long was I out? My breathing quickens as I try to move. My arms and legs are strapped into a chair. My heart begins to rase in my chest as I thrash violently, trying to escape.
"Don't struggle," I shoot my head up. President Snow is standing in front of me, two doctors wearing all white at his side. "You will only make it worse."
I grit my teeth. I've been here before. I know what's going to happen. I'm so tired, so fucking tired.
"Please." I plea, hot tears well up in my eyes. "Please, not again. I can't take this anymore." My voice cracks as I look up at President Snow. His cold face is unnerving. His dead stare sends a shiver down my spine. He nods, signaling to the doctors that its time. The doctors in their clean white coats approach me. I close my eye's, hoping that maybe if I think hard enough, this might all have just been a bad dream. I could wake up in a cold sweat, next to Katniss in our house in the victor's village. We could spend the morning talking about my nightmare like we always do when one of us has a distressing dream.
The prick of the IV being inserted into my arms knocks me back to reality. Reminds me that I'm not in my bed, I'm strapped to a chair in the capital, and I'm definitely not dreaming. I hold my breath as a cold liquid fills my veins. Suddenly my head feels like it's a thousand pounds. I let gravity do the work as my head goes limp against my chest. All at once, my ears begin to ring, louder, and louder, and louder. I squeeze my eyes shut. I think my eardrums might burst. I bring my knees to my chest and my hands to my ears, my throat letting out a blood-curdling scream. As abruptly as it began, it was over. Replaced with a silence that's equally as uncomfortable. I open my eyes, my arms and legs are free, I'm not in the capital anymore, I'm in the cave, from the first games. I prop my self up on my elbows; I look down, my wound is as bad as ever. Blood and pus seep out of the jagged cut — my whole body aches. Sweat drips down my face, and I have to bite my lip to stop from screaming.
"K-Katness," I pant, the pain is worse than the first time I experienced it. "Katn-ness, p-p-please!" I call out, where is she? Why isn't she here with me? Abruptly she appears beside me.
"I've brought you a treat. I found a patch of berries a little farther downstream" she says, brushing the hair from out of my face. Not again, I am not falling for this trick again. Katniss brings a spoonful of the mashed berries up to my mouth. This time they look different. Not red, and they don't smell like the sleeping syrup my mom used to give me. The mash is jet black. NightLock. Katniss is trying to kill me. I back away, dragging the lower half of my body with my arms. A malignant smile creeps onto Katness' face as she traps my neck under her arm. I choke and scream, trying to kick her off of me.
"Shhhhhhh, it will be over before you know it," She whispers, prying my jaw open like its nothing. I cringe as the sour taste of the nightlock berries hit my tongue. I heave as Katniss lifts her arm from off my throat. My relief is short-lived as she instantaneously clamps her hand over my mouth and plugs my nose. "This doesn't have to be difficult. One swallow. One swallow and all this pain will be over."
Nightlock, dead before it even hits your stomach, I remember. I fight underneath her. My lungs burn; they are screaming at me for oxygen. Black spots start the cloud my vision. I'm going to die. Whether that's from asphyxiation, or nightlock was my choice. I finally give in. My throat burns as I swallow. Katniss releases her hands from over my mouse and nose, and I gag and choke. My limbs start to feel heavy; the world around me begins to spin. I can see Katniss mouthing words to me. Why can't I hear her? I can feel her brush my hair out of my face. The pain I once felt begins to splinter away into a raw numbness. Soon the only thing I can discern is my heartbeat. Slow and unnatural. Like the heartbeat of a mutt.
Catching me off guard, the pounding in my ears begins to quicken. As I come back to my senses, I can hear my self gasping for breath. My vision returns soon after my hearing. I see the world speeding past me. More specifically, I see trees speeding past as I sprint through the forest. I feel like I'm not in control of my body. My lungs are on fire, and my muscles feel like they are threatening to snap. But I keep running. Suddenly my head shoots backward, and I know all too well what I'm running from. Mutts. A huge wolf-like creature is sprinting close behind me. But there is something different. I remember the mutts who chased after me in the first games. How could I forget? But this wolf was different, but at the same time... familiar. The smooth brown coat and piercing stern green eyes were all I had to see. This mutt was Katniss. Similar to the wolfs the capital made from the dead tributes in the first games. Katniss was hunting me. And I bet anything, that one stumble, and she wouldn't hesitate to rip me limb from limb. The forest floor becomes a minefield of sticks, rocks, and other things I can't identify given my current situation, but would undoubtedly lead to my inevitable demise if I were unable to avoid them. I feel in control of my body again. The first thing I notice is that the adrenaline that kept me running fast enough to stay ahead of the mutt has warn off. I'm starting to fall behind. Humans weren't built for this kind of physical exertion — my whole body cramps with every wheeze of my exasperated lungs. I feel my eyes begin to roll back into my head. My brain feels like static. Any minute my body is going betray me. I'm knocked back to reality as my foot gets caught on a rock, sending me tumbling down the steep hill. A scream tears through me as the mutt's teeth sink into my leg, dragging me down the hill. Blood smears the dirt behind me as the wolf finally slows down, stopping in the middle of the forest. Pained sobs erupt from deep within my chest. I scream through clenched teeth as the mutt's jaw opens, releasing teeth that were buried deep within my leg. Without warning, it lunges at me, teeth showing, ropes of drool cascading down its chin. I hear a sickening crunch as it jumps on me with all its weight. Hot tears spill down my cheeks as blood bubbles up my throat, leaking out my mouth. I kick and thrash, trying to release my self from under its weight, but I'm too weak. It snarls and snaps at me. I put up my arms in defense, trying to cover my face. Within minutes, my arms are a blood bath. Full of bite marks and cuts. I wail as the rabid dog rips me to pieces. I begin to lose feeling in my limbs, and my vision starts wavering in and out. I'm too weak to defend my self. Deep lacerations scatter my body. It's Tearing into me like I'm nothing but it's next meal. All the while, I stare into its eyes. Katniss' eyes. I feel my mind begin to deteriorate. Please end this. Please end me. I can't take this anymore. My body slowly slips into an empty numbness; this feeling isn't new. This is how most of my hallucinations end, with a numb body and a broken mind. My vision abandoned me a long while ago. Leaving me alone with my thoughts. It's hard to describe how I feel in these moments. When my body is numb and my brain has shut off anyway for me to identify where I am or what's going to happen next. My mind is in such a drug-induced haze; it's forgotten how to perceive the world around me. My eye suddenly shift as sporadic visions of Katniss and Gale flash into my brain. No, please, no. Like my own private movie under my eyelids, I watch Katniss and Gale laughing and smiling as they touch each other in a lust-filled haze. Please make it stop. Every touch, every kiss, fuels a fire buried deep within me. I can feel jealousy brewing in the pit of my stomach. This isn't real. I try to distract my mind, but the hallucinations win every time. I can't stop them. They start to get faster, flashing in and out of my mind like strobe lights. I see visions of my mom, of my family. Of the bombing of District Twelve. I watch as bombs rip them apart — peacekeepers making sure to put a bullet in the heads of anyone who survived the initial explosion. I feel sick to my stomach. My brain is moving at a mile a minute. This isn't real. I repeat it over and over in my mind. Start simple; start with what you know is true. My name is Peeta Malark. My home is District Twelve. I was in the Hunger Games. Katniss was saved. I was left behind.
My eye's open. Fluorescent lights blind me. Where am I. My arms and legs aren't strapped down? I look down; I'm wearing a clean white hospital gown. I look up. A group of people wearing gray jumpsuits are conversing around a clipboard. District thirteen is written on the back. I'm not in the capital anymore. They saved me.
"Should we bring her in?"
Their voices are muffled; I can almost make out what they're saying.
"Are you sure he's ready?"
My head begins to pound, and I lay back down on the bed. Coving my eye's with my hands, taking deep breaths. I'm processing a lot right now. I feel adrift of cool air as the door to the room opens. Looking up, suddenly im staring into those familiar green eye's. I feel my chest begin to swell with anger. My mind flashes back to everything that happened to me in the capital. All the pain I endured. All that emotion, all that damage, it's all because of Katniss. I looked into her eye's as she stabbed me, kicked me, mauled me, drugged me, burned me, killed me. I let my anger control me as I lurch forward, grabbing her by the neck and slamming her down onto the porcelain floor. The look of shock and horror spreading across her face only makes my desire to watch the life drain from her powerless body grow. Hot tears stream down my face. I don't want to kill her. But the resentment I feel needs an outlet. I don't know how to stop it. The need to strangle her feels compulsive. Just a side-effect of a damaged mind. The mind of the capitals weapon. The mind of a Mutt.
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luvneedsnosyt · 5 years
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My Favorite Albums of 2019 (So Far)
Here is my list of my favorite albums half-way through 2019
You can find my list of my favorite albums of 2018 here And my list of my favorite EPs of 2018 here
My Monthly top albums lists from 2019: January, February, March, April, May
Honorable Mention:
Alice Merton - Mint Genre: Pop
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Proof: No Roots / Lash Out
Anderson .Paak - Ventura Genre: Hip Hop / R&B
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Proof: Chosen On (Feat. Sonya Elise) / Jet Black (Feat. Brandy)
Billie Eilish - WHEN WE ALL FALL ASLEEP, WHERE DO WE GO? Genre: Synth-Pop
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Proof: bad guy / you should see me in a crown
blackbear - ANONYMOUS Genre: alt-R&B / Hip Hop
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Proof: SWEAR TO GOOD / HIGH1X
Bring Me the Horizon - amo Genre: Rock / Alternative
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Proof: in the dark / medicine
Cautious Clay - Table of Context EP Genre: R&B / Soul
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Proof: REASONS / HONEST ENOUGH
Circa Waves - What’s It Like Over There? Genre: Alternative / Rock
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Proof: Sorry I’m Yours / Be Somebody Good
Dabin - Wild Youth Genre: Electronic / Dance / Future Bass
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Proof: In Flames (Feat. Lexi Norton) / Alive (Feat. RUNN)
Dawn Richard - New Breed Genre: alt-R&B / Electronic
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Proof: shades / sauce
Dermot Kennedy - Dermot Kennedy Genre: Indie Pop / Soul
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Proof: Power Over Me / Moments Passed
GoldLink - Diaspora Genre: Hip Hop / R&B
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Proof: Zulu Screams (Feat. Maleek Berry & Babi Bourelly) / More
Hozier - Wasteland, Baby! Genre: Indie Pop / Soul / Folk
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Proof: Movement / Dinner & Diatribes
James Blake - Assume Form Genre: Progressive Pop / Electronic / Indie Pop
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Proof:  Barefoot in the Park (Feat. ROSALÍA) / Where’s the Catch? (Feat. André 3000)
Karen O & Danger Mouse - Lux Prima Genre: Alternative / Indie Rock
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Proof: Turn the Light / Woman
Kevin Abstract - ARIZONA BABY Genre: Hip Hop
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Proof: Joyride / Use Me
Maverick Sabre - When I Wake Up Genre: Pop / Soul
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Proof: Slow Down (Feat. Jorja Smith) / Weakness
The List:
16. Little Simz - GREY Area Genre: Hip Hop
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Proof: Offense / Boss / Venom / Pressure (Feat. Little Dragon)
15. Vampire Weekend - Father of the Bride Genre: Indie Rock / Alternative
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Proof: Harmony Hall / This Life / How Long? / Sympathy
14. LÉON - LÉON Genre: Pop / Soul
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Proof: Lost Time / Falling / Hope Is A Heartache / You And I // Bonus: Grey - Want You Back (Feat. LÉON)
13. Foals - Part 1: Everything Not Saved Will Be Lost Genre: Rock / Alternative
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Proof: Exits / White Onions / In Degrees / On The Luna
12. Denzel Curry - ZUU Genre: Hip Hop
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Proof: ZUU / RICKY / BIRDZ (Feat. Rick Ross) / CAROLMART (Feat. Ice Billion Berg)
11. G Flip - Drink Too Much EP Genre: Pop
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Proof: Drink Too Much / Bring Me Home / Killing My Time / About You // Bonus: I Am Not Afraid
10. Elohim - BRAINDEAD EP Genre: Electronic / Synth Pop
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Proof: running / tv / metamorphine / flagpole sitta (Harvey Danger cover w/ ALOWNATION)
9. Sigrid - Sucker Punch Genre: Pop
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Proof: Sucker Punch / Basic / Don’t Feel Like Crying / Don’t Kill My Vibe // Bonus: Strangers (R3HAB Remix) / Don’t Kill My Vibe (Gryffin Remix)
8. Lizzo - Cuz I Love You Genre: Hip Hop / R&B
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Proof: Cuz I Love You / Soulmate / Tempo (Feat. Feat. Missy Elliott) / Heaven Help Me
7. Seven Lions - Ophelia Volume 1 Genre: Electronic / Dance / Trance
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Proof: Start Again (Feat. Fiora) / Ocean (w/ Jason Ross Feat. Jonathon Mendelsohn) / First Time (w/ SLANDER & Dabin Feat. Dylan Mathew) / Dreamin’ (Feat. Fiora) // Bonus: Ocean (Au5 Remix) w/ Jason Ross Feat. Jonothan Mendelson / Dreamin’ (Sunny Lax Remix) Feat. Fiora / Island (Dimibo Remix) (w/ Trivecta & Wooli Feat. Nevve) / Sojourn (w/ Crystal Skies) / Let Go (Festival Mix) Feat. Fiora
6. Maggie Rogers - Heard It In A Past Life Genre: Pop
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Proof: Give A Little / The Knife / Alaska / Say It // Bonus: Give A Little (Mokita & GOLDHOUSE Remix) / Alaska (Toby Green Remix) / Alaska (Tycho Remix)
5. Nick Murphy - Run Fast Sleep Naked Genre: Indie Pop
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Proof: Harry Takes Drugs On The Weekend / Sanity / Yeah I Care / Dangerous
4. Tyler, The Creator - IGOR Genre: Hip Hop / alt-R&B
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Proof: IGOR’S THEME (Feat. Lil Uzi Vert) / EARFQUAKE (Feat. Playboy Carti, Charlie Wilson & Jessy Wilson)  / I THINK (Feat. Solange & Ryan Beatty) / WHAT’S GOOD (Feat. slowthai & Jarrod Carmichael)
3. Khalid - Free Spirit Genre: Pop / R&B / Soul
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Proof: Better / Right Back / Outta My Head (w/ John Mayer) / Free Spirit // Bonus: Better (Jayvon Remix) / Better (no clue? Remix) / Talk (Disclosure VIP Mix) / Talk (Jarami Remix) / Talk (Alle Farben Remix)
2. Big Wild - Superdream // Superdream (Remixes) EP Genre: Electronic / Synth Pop / Dance
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Proof: Joypunks / 6′ to 9′s (Feat. Rational) / No Words / She Makes Magic // Purple Sand (My Home) (pluko Remix) / City of Sound (Crooked Colours Remix) / Heaven (GG Magree Remix)
1. Nilüfer Yanya - Miss Universe Genre: Pop / R&B / Alterntaive
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Proof: In Your Head / Paralysed / Tears / Heavyweight Champion Of The Year
Others:
Good: Adela - On The Line EP, AJ Tracey - AJ Tracey, Aldous Harding - Designer, Alesso - ALESSO MIXTAPE - PROGRESSO Vol. 1 EP, Alina Baraz - The Color Of You (Remixes) EP, Allie X - Super Sunset (Analog), Aly & AJ - Sanctuary EP, The Amazons - Future Dust, Anna Clendening - Waves EP, Ari Lennox - Shea Butter Baby, Anna Lunoe - Right Party EP, Ariana Grande - thank u, next, Ashe - Moral of the Story: Chapter 1 EP, Asiahn - Love Train 2, AURORA - A Different Kind of Human, Autograf - Love & Retrograde EP, Avicii - TIM, A1 - Turbulence, Bad Bunny - X 100PRE, Barrie - Happy to Be Here, Bassnector - Reflective (Part 4) EP, Bastille - Doom Days, BAYNK - Someone’s II EP, Beast Coast - Escape from New York, Beirut - Gallipoli , Better Oblivion Community Center - Better Oblivion Community Center, Betty Who - Betty, Big K.R.I.T. - TDT, Big Thief - U.F.O.F., Blaqk Audio - Only Things We Love, Blu & Oh No - A Long Red Hot Los Angeles Summer Night, Boy Harsher - Careful, Boogie - Everythings for Sale, B00TY - High Art EP, Brasstracks - Before We Go EP, Broken Social Scene - Let’s Try the After (Vol. 1) EP, Broken Social Scene - Let’s Try the After (Vol. 2) EP, Broods - Don’t Feed The Pop Monster, bülow - Crystalline EP, Bun B & Statik Selektah - TrillStatik [Mixtape], Cage The Elephant - Social Cues, Carlie Hanson - Junk EP, Carly Rae Jepsen - Dedicated, Casey Veggies - Organic, Casey Veggies & Rockie Fresh - Fresh Veggies [Mixtape], Cehryl - Slow Motion, Charly Bliss - Young Enough, Chase & Status - RTRN II JUNGLE, The Chemical Brothers - No Geography, Cherry Glazer - Stuffed & Ready, Choosey & Exile - Black Beans, Christelle Bofale - Swim Team EP, Chrome Sparks - Be On Fire EP, Ciara - Beauty Marks, Citizen Cope - Heroin and Helicopters, Clairmont The Second - The Second’s Do You Drive?, Collie Buddz - Hybrid. Crumb - Jinx, Crystal Fighters - Gaia & Friends, Curren$y & Statik Selektah - Gran Turismo, CZARFACE & Ghostface Killa - Czarface Meets Ghostface, David B - BLEU, Deadmau5 - Polar (Music from the Netflix Film), Deante’ Hitchcock - Just A Sample 2 EP, Deerhunter - Why Hasn’t Everything Already Disappeared?, DeJ Loaf - Go DeJ Go Vol. 1 EP, Delta Heavy - Only In My Dreams, Destiny Rogers - Tomboy EP, Devin Morrison - Bussin’, Dijon - Sci Fi 1 EP, Dinah Jane - Dinah Jane 1 EP, Diplo - Europa EP, Diplo - Higher Ground EP, DJ Khaled - Father of Asahd, Dog Blood - Turn Off The Lights EP, Dreezy - Big Dreez, The Drums - Brutalism, Dua Saleh - Nūr EP, DUCKWRTH - THE FALLING MAN, ELHAE - Trouble In Paradise, Emily Wells - The World Is Too ___ For You, Emotional Oranges - The Juice, Vol. I, Eric Bellinger - The Rebirth 2, Eryn Allen Kane - a tree planted by water EP, The Faint - Egowerk, FEELS - Post Earth, FIDLAR - Almost Free, flora cash - Press EP, Flume - Hi This Is Flume [Mixtape], Flying Lotus - Flamagra, Frances Cone - Late Riser, FRENSHIP - Vacation, Freya Riding - You Mean The World To Me EP, Froth - Duress, Gary Clark Jr. - This Land, Gesaffelstein - Hyperion, The Get Up Kids - Problems, Giggs - BIG BAD…, girlpool - What Chaos Is Imaginary, gnash - we, GRiZ - Find My Own Way EP, GRiZ - Ride Waves, Gryffin - Gravity Pt. 1 (Remixes) EP, GTA - La Nueva Clásica (Remixes), Gus Dapperton - Where Polly People Go to Read, HÆLOS - Any Random Kindness, The Hamiltones - Watch the Ton3s EP, Hayden James - Between Us, The Head and the Heart - Living Mirage, Helado Negro - This Is How You Smile, Hello Yello - Love Wins EP, Higher Brothers - Five Stars, Hikaru Utada - Face My Fears EP, Holly Herndon - PROTO, Ida Mae - Chasing Light, ilo ilo - wish i said this to u sooner EP, India.Arie - Worthy, Injury Reserve - Injury Reserve, Intellexual - Intellexual, Interpol - A Fine Mess EP, Izzy Bizu - GLITA EP, Jack & Jack - A Good Friend Is Nice, Jacob Latimore - Connection2, Jade Bird - I Get No Joy EP, Jade Bird - Jade Bird, Jaden - ERYS IS COMING EP, Jai Waetford - Figure It Out EP, Jai Wolf - The Cure To Loneliness, James Bay - One My Messy Mind EP, JAMESDAVIS - MASTERPIECE EP, Jamie Cullum - Taller, Jamila Woods - LEGACY! LEGACY!, The Japanese House - Good At Falling, Jasmine Thompson - colour EP, Jay Prince - WONDER EP, Jayda G - Significant Changes, Jean Deaux - Empathy EP, Jenny Lewis - On The Line, Jeremy Zucker & Chelsea Cutler - brent EP, jesse saint john - don’t stop dancing. life gets sad. EP, J-E-T-S - Zoospa, JOHN.k - if we never met EP, JOHNNYSWIM - Moonlight, JOHKOY - 404, Jonas Brothers - Happiness Begins, Jordan Rakei - Origin, Josephine Wiggs - We Fall, Judah & The Lion - Pep Talks, Juice WRLD - Death Race for Love, Julia Michaels - Inner Monologue, Pt. 1 EP, Kari Faux - CRY 4 HELP EP, Kasbo - Places We Don’t Know Remix EP, Kaskade - Redux 003, KÁRYYN - The Quanta Series, Kehlani - While We Wait EP, Kelsey Lu - Blood, Kerli - Shadow Works, Kevin Abstract - ARIZONA BABY EP, Kevin Abstract - Ghettoboy EP, Kevin Morby - Oh My God, KIAN - BLISS EP, Kiana Lede - Myself EP, Kishi Bashi - Omoiyari, Koffee - Rapture EP, Ladytron - Ladytron, Lafawndah - Ancestor Boy, Lemaitre - Fast Lovers EP, The Lemonheads - Varshons 2, Lexie Liu - 2030, Lil Skies - Shelby, Lissie - When I’m Alone: The Piano Retrospective, Local Natives - Violet Street, Logic - Confessions of a Dangerous Mind, Lolo Zouaï - High Highs to Low Lows, Loote - lost EP, Lonas - Youth EP, Lost Kings - Paper Crowns EP, Louis Futon - Way Back When, Loyle Carner - Not Waving, But Drowning, LSD - Labrinth, Sia & Diplo Presents… LSD, Lucky Daye - Painted, Lucy Rose - No Words Left, Mac DeMarco - Here Comes the Cowboy, Mack Keane - Donna Ave EP, Manila Killa - 1993 EP, Malibu Ken (Aesop Rock & TOBACCO) - Malibu Ken, Manatee Commune - PDA, Mansionair - Shadowboxer, Marco McKinnis - E’Merse EP, Maren Morris - GIRL, Maribou State - Kingdoms in Color Remixed, MARINA - LOVE + FEAR, Matt Maeson - Bank on the Funeral, McClenny - I’m Not Here EP, MED & Guilty Simpson - Child of the Jungle, Meg Mac - Hope, Megan Thee Stallion - Fever, Melii - phAses, Mereba - The Jungle Is The Only Way Out, Mickey Kojak - Coming Together EP, Middle Kids - New Songs for Old Problems EP, Mike Posner - A Real Good Kid, Mr. Carmack - Demolish [Mixtape], Mndsgn - Snaxx, MorMor - Some Place Else EP, The National - I Am Easy to Find, Nightly - Talk You Down EP, NIKI - wanna take this downtown? EP, Nina Nesbitt - The Sun Will Come Up, The Seasons Will Change, no rome - Crying In The Prettiest Places EP, Noah Kahan - Busyhead, Norah Jones - Begin Again, Octavian - Endorphins, ODESZA - A Moment Apart Remixes EP, Offset -  Father of Four, Oliver Dion - Exposed, Olivia O’Brien - Was It Even Real?, Omar Apollo - Friends EP, Panda Bear - Buoys, Patoranking - Wilmer, P!nk - Hurts 2B Human, Pink Sweat$ - Volume 2 EP, Phonte - Pacific Time EP, Plaid - Polymer, PnB Rock - TrapStar Turnt PopStar, Pond - Tasmania, PRETTYMUCH - Phases EP, Priests - The Seduction of Kansas, Prince - Originals, PUP - Morbid Stuff, Queen Herby - EP 5, Quelled Chris - Guns, Raja Kumari - BLOODLINE EP, Rat Boy - International Unknown, Raveena - Lucid, Rema - Rema EP, Reptaliens - VALIS, Rich The Kid - The World Is Yours 2, Rico Nasty & Kenny Beats - Anger Management, Rhye - Spirit, Rhys Lewis - In Between Minds EP, Rotimi - Walk With Me EP, Rudimental - Test Our Differences, Ruti - Racing Cars EP, Ryan Leslie - Fleurier Flows EP, RY X - Unfurl, RY X - The Water EP, SAFE - STAY, Said The Whale - Cascadia, St. Lucia - Remixed, Sammie - Everlasting, Santana - Africa Speaks, Santi - Mandy & The Jungle, Sara Bareilles - Amidst the Chaos, SASAMI - SASAMI, Saweetie - ICY EP, ScHoolboy Q - CrasH Talk, The Score - Pressure EP, Seasons - American Authors, Set It Off - Midnight, Set Mo - Surrender, Shafiq Husayn - The Loop, Sharon Van Etten - Remind Me Tomorrow, Shlohmo - The End, Shy Girls - Bird on the Wing, Silversun Pickups - Widow’s Weeds , Skepta - Ignorance Is Bliss, slenderbodies - soraya EP, slowthai - Nothing Great About Britain, Smif-N-Wessun - The All, Snake City - Hurts, SNBRN - Solé, SOAK - Grim Town, SOB X RBE & Hit-Boy - Family Not a Group, SOB X RBE & Marshmello - Roll the Dice EP, Sofia Kourtesis - Sofia Kourtesis EP, Solange - When I Get Home, SonReal - The Aaron LP, StayLoose - The City, Stef Chura - Midnight, Steve Lacy - Apollo XXI, Striking Matches - Morning EP, Styles P - S.P. The Goat: Ghost of All Time, Sufjan Stevens - Love Yourself / With My Whole Heart EP, Summer Walker - CLEAR EP, Sunflower Bean - King of the Dudes EP, Super Duper - Vessels EP, SVEA - This is EP, SYML - SYML, The Tallest Man On Earth - I Love You, Talos - Far Out Dust, Tank and the Bangas - Green Balloon, Tayla Parx - We Need To Talk, Taylor Bennett - The American Reject EP, Tech N9ne - N9na, TENDER - Fear of Falling Asleep, Terror Jr - Unfortunately, Terror Jr, Tiësto - Together, Tink - Voicemails, The-Dream - Menage a Trois: Sextape Vol. 1,2&3, T-Pain - 1UP, TOBi - STILL, Tom Walker - What A Time To Be Alive, Toro y Moi - Outer Peace, Tory Lanez - International Fargo [Mixtape], Trevor Jackson - Rough Draft 2, Tritonal - U & Me , The Vamps - Missing You EP, Various Artists - For The Throne (Music Inspired by the HBO Series Game of Thrones), Various Artists - Music Inspired by the Film Roma, Vasco - Tender Luv EP, Virginia to Vegas - Heartland St EP, Walshy Fire - Walsey Fire Presents: ABENG, Wallows - Nothing Happens, Wand - Laughing Matter, Weezer - Weezer (The Teal Album), Weyes Blood - Titanic Rising, Wild Belle - Everybody One of a Kind, Wu-Tang Clan - Of Mics and Men EP, X Ambassadors - ORION EP, XYLØ - pretty sad EP, Yeasayer - Erotic Reruns, Yeek - IDK WHERE, YG - 4REAL 4REAL, Yhung T.O. - On My Momma 2, Zacari - Run Free Run Wild EP, Zhavia Ward - 17 EP, 2 Chainz - Rap or Go to the League
Meh: A Boogie wit da Hoodie - Hoodie SZN, Berner - El Chivo, Birdman & Juvenile - Just Another Gangsta, Burna Boy & DJDS - Steel & Copper EP, Calboy - Wildboy, Casilofi - Create, Create, Create EP, DREAMERS - LAUNCH FLY LAND, DJ Muggs & Mach - Hommy: Tuez-Les Tous, Future - Future Hndrexx Presents: The WZRD, Future - SAVE ME EP, HiDoraah & Dolly White - Slimestas EP, Kenny Garrett - Hoax, Kevin Gates - Only The General Gon Understand EP, Logic - Supermarket, Miley Cyrus - SHE IS COMING EP, Night Lovell - GOODNIGHT LOVELL, Pet Shop Boys - Agenda EP, Pi’erre Bourne & Cardo Got WIngs - Pi’erre & Cardo’s WIld Adventure [Mixtape], Rod Wave - PTSD, Shy Glizzy - Covered N Blood, Spellling - Mazy Fly, Tee Grizzley - Scriptures, Tyga - Legendary, Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y - 2009, 03 Greedo - Still Summer in the Projects
Naw: Scarlxrd - INFINITY, Weezer - Weezer (The Black Album), Yung Gravy - Sensational, Zheani - The Line Censored
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grimhellscythe · 6 years
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Fenrir
A homeless teen ran from rooftop to rooftop as the sounds of sirens blared throughout the city, he smirked as he made each leap landing dangerously in the edge of falling over. His friends chased after him, these kids only knew each other you can even say they are family, the city that they live in is the central location for the army that patrols the land beyond earth known as space. The eldest just wanted to keep his friends safe from the security officers looking for new pilots for the machines called Fenrir, he debated on how to keep them safe when a cruiser appeared in front of him, his friends quickly hid but he had to run away, he stole a air board from a nearby home using it to skate over the long distances between the buildings. One of the officers looked to their command awaiting orders, “hmm he has potential. Capture him.” the woman ordered before the men chased after the boy, but the boy had learned how to get away. Going as fast as the board allowed he used the tiny openings in building architecture to delay them, but one officer shot the board forcing him to jump into a building through a window. He groaned softly standing up slowly before being lifted up by an officer, he punched the officer quickly forcing the grip to be loosened and kicked off him running to the stairs on the way up to the roof he dodged and fought through the rest of the squad narrowly moving out of the path of gunfire. He kicked the door down panting heavily before being surrounded by 3 cruisers and a lone woman. “my my you know how to run little rabbit” the woman chuckled as she applauded “I assume you know who I am?”. The boy nodded getting into a defensive stance “yeah your the queen bitch right? The one who mastered a Fenrir and won the war right?” the woman smirked before dashing at the boy at an alarming rate, he barely blocked a jab but was on the floor after not noticing the kick to his leg, he rolled away jumping to his feet to block more jabs, he finally found an opportunity to counter when she threw a overhead smash dodging it easily and kicking her in the face, she growled as blood trickled down her face. She became more aggressive, her attacks coming more faster and precise. “your fun, maybe just fun enough for me to keep” she whispered to him before breaking his left arm and throwing him to a wall. “Go to hell you sick bitch” he stood up ready to continue but she stood in front of him throwing 20 punches in almost an instant knocking him out. The officers picked him up dragging him to the cruiser “He is to be experimented on, I think we found a new ace” she licked the blood that dripped from her knuckles as she chuckled. 3 years passed from that day as the teen was sentenced through the experiments to become a pilot for a Fenrir, most of his body was replaced with cybernetics, his right eye, his internal organs, his left arm and leg, the doctors had to reinforce him for the bonding process and eventual Berserk mode. The woman now known as Lolani had his biological eye in a small capsule around her waist, after their battle she felt a connection to him known as subject Shadow. He smashed his head against the glass once he saw her, she had been there every step of his torture, “I'll  going to kill you, I swear it” she smirked walking up to the glass “maybe one day, but not this day” with that she left and the alarm blared. The door to his cell opened, he smirked and ran out as the building was being siege by an unknown force, a couple of robot guards attempted to stop him  but he easily broke through using his enhanced strength breaking his handcuffs, he looked out of the window watching as the mass produced mobile suits known as Tanks were being destroyed by a jet like vehicle. He ignored it running faster till he was out of the building, he didn't know what to do next when a lion like Fenrir picked him up. He slammed his robot fist onto the giant suit until it roared at him making him stunned in fear. He was soon pushed into a cruiser being tied up again by two people in black jackets “calm down you bastard!” one yelled before knocking him out to keep him calm. He soon awoke in a bed handcuffed to it. “Finally awake huh? So whats your name kiddo?” A male with scars on face but a kind face asked him, he wore a military uniform. His slick silver hair unruly like an animal. The teen said nothing staring the man down, the man stood up walking to him “I'm Cole, your in the ship of the mercenary group Liberators. Now its your turn, and I have more questions if you don't mind” The boy looked up at Cole before looking down his black hair hiding his face “ I'm.....I'm Lowe, why did you save me?” Cole looked confused “we were hired to get you out of there and destroy the building by some anonymous source, but beyond that they asked for us to keep you here, and I want to know why” before the conversation a can continue a man rushed in wearing a blue and yellow Liberator outfit ran in panting “ Cole the army is here! Boss ordered you and Drago to deploy!” The man ignored Lowe as Cole sighed “twice in one day? Jeez boss is working me hard. Leo watch the kid while I get out there with Archangel” Leo  nodded before they walked out “Hey wait what am I supposed to do?!” sadly Lowe's question went unanswered for now, he could feel the ship shake as the entire crew readied for battle, he wanted no part of this. They had handcuffed his cybernetic arm letting him break out, Leo heard the noise and ran back in armed with his taser but Lowe had the jump on him knocking him out “sorry but I'm out of here” Lowe made his way to the hangar making sure no one noticed him, the hangar he went in was abandoned but he noticed something under a huge tarp. He made his way to it, a sense of dread encompassed him as he did but he ignored it, once to the tarp he lifted it out of the way finding the cockpit easily, he got inside clicking all the buttons. Meanwhile on the bride, “Boss we have a message from Leo!” The woman wearing the Liberator uniform but with purple placed the message one screen “Boss the captive escaped and I have no clue where he is!” The woman gritted her teeth “Find that prisoner at once!!” Leo nodded before running towards the hangars. Lowe finally got the machine to turn on but suddenly wires and a helmet latch onto his skin, his screams of agony muffled by the helmet as the machine glowed dimly. It was draining some of his blood for a DNA sequence as images flooded into his head, past pilots of the machines were being crammed into his brain, their talents and mistakes flooded his instincts and their dying moments sent his nerves on fire as he could feel how they died. Leo ran into the hangar hearing him scream, he would have helped him but the hangar locked down as an enemy tank flew to it ripping the doors off and turning off gravity. “oh whats this? A hidden machine, ill just take it from you rebellious sort, you wont need it” as the enemy tank reached for the tarp a low growling could be heard, but it was too late once he realized what it was. He was slashed to bits by claws and his cockpit had been removed by the hidden machines jaw, Leo look at he Fenrir in horror as he ran to notify the group of a berserk Fenrir. Lowe dashed out of the hangar, he saw the battlefield that raged around him, three battle cruisers surrounded the mercenary group, the Liberators were fighting as best they could, soon the enemy saw the new Fenrir, it was wolf like yet humanoid at the same time with a black coat of paint making it hard to see in the vacuum of space. The enemy charged at the new threat but were easily dispatched with as Lowe blinded by the machines rage flew into them cutting them into ribbons, the cruisers fired upon him leaving no damage but enraging the machine even more. With inhuman speed the Lowe dashed at the cruisers clawing it and biting whatever he could reach before heading to the bridge destroying it and the ship entirely before flying to the next, Cole watched Lowe but prepared to stop him when the boss ordered him to retreat and to let him either die or live, Cole and Drago backed off as Lowe fought the battalions on his own, he couldn't feel the damage he was suffering only letting the rage fuel him as he destroyed another ship and battalion. Soon he felt what he had before in those 3 years. He turned and saw a hawk like Fenrir laughing at him soon the com channel opened “my my you did have potential, but can you give me the satisfaction I want, she licked the capsule in front of the camera letting Lowe watched, he became even more blinded with rage dashing at Lolani slashing her with his claws but she easily avoided them, the enemy troops backed off letting the Fenrir's battle it out. Lowe kept slashing at her trying to find purchase in her skin, Lolani had the opposite  problem slamming a fist at each opening Lowe gave her laughing as he did so “this is all you can do? All the anger and talent and this is what I get? Oh well time to die” she formed a sword with her feathers ready to stab through his skull but Lowe through his anger learned how fast she moved and dodged easily and sliced her right eye causing her real eye to shatter, she yelled in pain as she drifted away holding her eye. Lowe passed out from the lack of energy and all the damage, He was dragged away to the ship to be sent the hospital wing the same with Lolani. As she was being carted away she grabbed a doctor by the throat anger and oddly pleasure in her eyes “replace my eye with the one in the capsule or else I will kill your entire family” the doctors nodded as they worked on her. Lowe on the other hand was in a deep sleep resting away the injuries and mental trauma that he went through. MISSION 1:END
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babsconrep · 5 years
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COMMUNITY GUEST ANNOUNCEMENT!
Announcing our cosplay community guests: Maddymoiselle, Sarahndipity Cosplay, Shelbeanie Cosplay, Mieu Cosplay, and Shield Horse Cosplay! Check out their bios below as they were provided to us: Maddymoiselle Maddymoiselle is a passionate cosplayer and actress who has been sharing her love of cosplay with the community for five years! Maddy feels so very fortunate to have been able to travel across the country as a community guest to perform at different pony conventions - you may recognise her as Bronycon’s Grand Galloping Gala Princess Cadence, as Everfree Northwest’s con-official Sunset Shimmer, as High Roller Ponycon’s mascot, Royal Flush, or as a variety of other crazy characters in many different panels at different cons! Being a self-taught seamstress, makeup artist, and wig stylist, Maddy strives to encourage her fellow pony fans to break out of their comfort zones and try cosplay through her educational cosplay and wig panels, alongside her fun in-character improv panels! When Maddy isn’t busy working on costumes she loves to take too many selfies, play Dungeons & Dragons, and cry over cute animals. To find out more about Maddymoiselle, check her out on her Patreon, her Instagram @maddy.moiselle, and her Twitter Maddymoiselle Sarahndipity Cosplay Sarahndipity, a bubbly mermaid at heart, is a multi-genre and award-winning cosplayer, a makeup artist, and a licensed cosmetologist who has shared her passions within the MLP community for over seven years. Her cosplay accolades include a Best Novice Award for her Nightmare Moon cosplay, a Judge’s Award for her Princess Luna cosplay, and participating in Bronycon’s Grand Galloping Gala for six years. She has had the honor of guesting at MLP conventions across the U.S. to share her love and knowledge of costuming, makeup, and acting. While Pinkie Pie is her staple, she has created many other pony costumes, including Aria Blaze, Starlight Glimmer, Queen Chrysalis, and more! She strives to use her education and experience to encourage others to try cosplaying, offering informative cosplay panels and answering cosplay-related questions on her social media platforms whenever she can. You can find more of her work on Facebook, YouTube and Patreon under “Sarahndipity Cosplay”, her Instagram @sarahndipitycosplay, and Twitter @sarahndipity212! Shelbeanie Cosplay Shelby Sessler. Cosplayer. Voice Actor. Part-time Princess. Lover of Small Animals. Known for her versatility and general silliness, Shelby’s work is best known for her My Little Pony and Gravity Falls cosplays. She is a member of the Real-Time Fandub team and loves to learn and try new vocal techniques. Shelby has a degree in Music from the University of South Carolina and has taught music professionally for 7 years, has been sewing for 16 years, and has been doing makeup professionally for 3 years. She definitely knows what she is doing most of the time. And she is cool. Sometimes. In her off time she enjoys snuggling her Sugar Gliders, watching cartoons, and eating. You can follow her work on Facebook and Instagram under “Shelbeanie Cosplay” and “Shelbeaniecosplay” respectively. Mieu Cosplay A (not so) mild-mannered techie by day, technicolor pony diva by night; Mieu brings her five years of experience in cosplay to BABSCon. Besides learning and trading knowledge and new skills with other aspiring makers, Mieu's favorite thing about convention life is making memories and magic with a side order of shenanigans. She can't wait to meet her fellow weirdos at BABS this year, whether you join her for a set of educational and entertaining panels, or just swing by and talk shop! To see what mischief she's making, follow her on Twitter, Facebook, or Instagram: @MieuCosplay. Shield Horse Cosplay Shield Horse Cosplay, also known as Scott, has been a cosplayer since 2004 and has been a fan of My Little Pony since Friendship is Magic first debuted. He's also a passionate actor, LARPer, and lifelong gamer. You may have seen him at Bronycon's Grand Galloping Gala as Doctor Whooves and Shining Armor, as well as the face of Big Mac and Shining Armor for different events at the convention. When not working on cosplay, you can find him playing multiple Dungeons & Dragons campaigns, teaming up with friends in Overwatch, or jet-setting across the country to participate in “blockbuster-style” LARPs. He loves animals and currently has a small menagerie of his own at home. You can find more of his creative works on Youtube under Wandering Wolf Adventures, on Twitter as @wanderingwolf83, and on Instagram as @wanderingwolfadventures and @shield_horse_cosplay.
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werewolfics-blog · 7 years
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historical fic recs
Things We Lost by Dexterous_Sinistrous (2/2 | 20039 | E)
“Who … who am I to wed?”
A small flash of guilt covered the king’s features before he was able to recover. “Your union will join the royal families—joining our family to the Hales.”
Dread and sorrow sunk in Stiles’ stomach as he closed his eyes.
There was only one Hale left unharmed by the great fire that nearly wiped out the entire royal family—the Dread Wolf of Triskelia, Crowned King Derek Hale.
Propriety is a Hassle by literaryoblivion (1/1 | 1367 | Teen+)
The room is crowded, filled with women in laced corsets and big poofy hoop skirts covered in yards and yards of brightly colored fabrics, men in high-waisted trousers, tight vests, coats with tails, and silky cravats that choked. There is a small string quartet playing music in the corner, but other than hearing it amidst the gaps in conversation, no one pays it any mind. Waiters in bow-ties walk around with glasses of champagne and trays of h’orderves that upon closer inspection are rubbish.
It is all a bit much for Stiles.
Not that he can say anything about it, though. He is here for a reason, and that reason is standing along the back wall brooding in his dark brown overcoat, white fluffy cravat, and incredibly tight pants.
A Gentleman's Secret by DLanaDHZ (1/1 | 15232 | Teen+)
Stiles Stilinski has lived 19 years without revealing his secret. He's a fine gentleman, a stellar horseman, and a sassy addition to any conversation, but he keeps his true feelings to himself. When the Hale family moves into the county, the Stilinski's throw a ball in their honor and Stiles in swept up into the gravity of the eldest son. Propriety tells him to keep his distance, but can he ignore the urges pulling them ever closer? At first sight, Stiles is already undone.
Nec Spe Nec Metu (or: the story of two boys in love) by OLTRX (1/1 | 13063 | E)
They were still lying there together when the first crackle of thunder came, and the first few drops of rain jetting through the giant gap in Derek’s ceiling. Stiles watched him curse, and run to grab what looked like a fractured door from the corner of the room, before angling it up and fitting it in a very makeshift way into the hole.
Stiles, now fully clothed, made his way over, and stood with the now drenched-Derek under the leakage. A few drops of water landed on his forehead, and he rubbed them around. “That’s a good look on you,” Stiles said, and it was– wet shirt clinging to Derek’s muscular chest. Derek rolled his eyes, and drew him in for another kiss.
Historical AU. Derek is a painter, Stiles is a prostitute, together they're one of the most troubled couples in history.
Someone to Watch Over Me by Saucery (1/1 | 4245 | Underage)
Derek is a broody mafioso. Stiles is a gutsy newsboy. They fall in love.
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Another thing this episode does really well is very early on is demonstrate the absolute futility of what Dipper is attempting to do. We can criticize Mabel for abandoning him to chase her latest crush and I think that’s extremely good and fair, but I criticize her for it because this means a lot to Dipper and she promised him, not because I thought he was going to get anywhere with or without her. 
One of Dipper’s things that we’ve constantly seen and will continue to see is Dipper’s amazing capacity to completely overthink everything, all the time, and strangely, that leads to him very often missing the forest for the trees. He struggles to see the simple solution, time and again, because he’s caught up in the details, the arcane. Dipper hears hoofbeats and has never not thought “Zebra” and this is a lot of the strength between them as twins that I think the show does a great job of bringing forward. Dipper and Mabel are both ‘wacky’ but in different and complimentary ways. 
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keyofjetwolf · 4 years
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alex hirsch is all of us during quarantineI 
Okay I need Alex Hirsch to get out of my brain. If he makes me relate so hard to Dipper ONE MORE TIME
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What the Moonlight Brings…
It was almost a dare to engage the shadowy domain at nightfall, Selina couldn’t give into restraint. This was a choice of the heart, a surge of devotion that always steered her back to him. Encroaching near the den with methodical and silence in her paw steps, her silken jet black fur blended against the hillocks surrounding the encompass of barren trees, her whiskered muzzle scrunched instinctively as she inhaled the new and calming scent of puppy. She froze at the narrow opening, her sharp hearing detected faint a resonance of squeaks and whimpers. Driven by an a high influx of curiosity, the huntress bent her slender form lower underneath massive roots and peeked inside the earthy burrow, her harvest moon orbs absorbed the serene and beautiful sight of menacing and bulky young alpha wolf resting contently on his side, moonlight graced his cinder-brunette fur as his exposed and rounded belly lifted with each deep breath. Snuggled into the embrace of his massive paws and chest were three pudgy and newborn bundles of matching fur.
Selina cemented her body at the entrance, her moonlit spheres intently gazing tiny limbs wiggling as the newborn pups tumbled clumsily over each other, their range of mobility was yet to become mastered in the passing weeks. They were endearing to watch, so vulnerable to the dangers outside and precious…One female pup climbed against the rounded expanse of Bucky’s swollen girth, digging his paws into layers of fur, as she used instincts to guide her close to the alpha’s maned neck, and buried her pudgy form between his lax shoulders. Selina wanted to regret the warmth that invaded her heart, but this was an unfathomable sight that brought a sense of home–attachment to her. Distance was vital, she didn’t want to disturb her handsome wolf, not when he slept away the last remnants of birthing pain. He was content and free to dream.
The alpha wolf bristled from the realm of slumber, his sharpened senses delivering both a scent and a familiar resonance that lingered close to his dwelling. Bucky was filled with both a surge of excitement and anticipation as he identified the presence outside the den. He had been expecting her to arrive all day, he was thankful she had decided to come this far. “You can come in,” the wolf barked softly, not too loud as to awaken his sleeping little pups nestled close against the warmth of his furry chest. The tiniest of the litter released a tiny squeak as she cuddled closer to where she could hear his calming heartbeat. The grouchiest of the litter shifted and squirmed against his back, trying to find a comfortable sleeping position while the third—the eldest of the litter—snuggled closely against his frontal paws, just below his muzzle. As seconds passed and he had yet to see his beloved feline enter, he continued in a familiar tone, “Don’t be shy.”
The panther nodded. She approached with cautious strides, dipping her slender body underneath thickened roots; the scent of milk and feverish sweat was potent, wafting off Bucky’s unkempt cinder fur as he rested on a heap of blankets.
Nearing the sluggish wolf, Selina froze in her paw steps, gazing deeply in his luminous blue orbs, that glinted back with trusting light. This was a new connection to embrace with him, something infinitely pure and welcoming. In a slow ease of breath, she composed her emotions, and sat on her haunches, trying to process a reaction towards these three adorable babies that he delivered into their distorted world. The only words that ghosted from her furred muzzle, conveyed acceptance. “They’re beautiful, handsome,” She paused, hitching out a tensed breath, refusing to shed tears, even though she felt a joyous surge of elation swell in her guarded heart. The baby pups were distinctly his visage, no traces of her could be in the darkness.“These little guys look just like you, Barnes…”
Bucky sensed a shred of discontent within Selina as she uttered those words. He knew it must be difficult to feel so disconnected from her off-spring, not because they were of different animal breeds, but because she herself had become different in the many months since she had become a new kind of hunter. But he was quick to shed light on her gloomy observation. “I can’t take all the credit, darlin’. We both created beautiful little babies,” he offered with a deep growl, gently licking little Aurora as she squeaked and purred softly against his frontal paw. In the week since he’d given birth to his first litter, Bucky had noticed how similar they looked in their fur and behavior. Aurora and Brennen, the two twins he had named bore a strong resemblance to him. But one of them…one of them was special. One of them was different in that she reminded him too much of the feline beauty seated across from him. “As for all of them looking like me, well…I wouldn’t go that far. One of them here wants to say hello to you,” he offered, shifting lightly to allow the tiniest of the litter to show herself.
It wasn’t a sight that Selina expected, she froze at the second a little girl pup wobbled close to a path of moonlight, still blinded, but aware of her father’s scent. She flopped over the wolf’s large paw, tensing out a squeak when she felt detached from his warmth. Selina gazed at the enchantingly beautiful baby girl, that didn’t have layers of cinder, but a vibrant color of mahogany and delicate muzzle. This precious jewel of the litter was her daughter, a mirror reflection of what she wanted to exist as with Bucky, she was utterly speechless, holding back a wash of tears. Without a resistance grounding her back, she inched closer to the blankets, and gently nuzzled the pup with a loving caress of her tongue.“She’s perfect, handsome…” She possessively cupped her paw of the newborn’s back, guiding her closer to her own belly, embracing a moment between mother and daughter, all she wanted to do was hold her baby girl. Her feline semblance was impassive in the darkness, letting her golden eyes gleam out the unshakeable happiness that her menacing form couldn’t express. The volumes of her raptured heartbeat were constant to the pup’s ears. “If only…I could be here with you, Buck…” A remorseful seethed ripped her jaws, she wanted to slash her claws into Rumlow’s heart–damning her to hell for separating her from their babies. “I will come back, even if his blood drips on my claws. I will find a way to be at your side again.”
Bucky felt a chill of reassurance by the gleam of malice and determination that entered Selina’s golden iris’. They were alluring and intimidating all at once, just as they were when she was human. He knew that when she was determined like this, she would keep her word. He knew the rage that festered inside of her, to be used as nothing but a weapon by those that had taken away all that they loved and held dear. Not a day went by where he didn’t fantasize about ending that mountain bear’s life. To wrap his jaws around the beast’s neck and rip his throat out until all life-blood poured out of him. The malice reflected in his luminous blue orbs. The alpha wolf released a soft growl, but forced his primal instincts to subside as he felt Brennen softly whine, as if sensing his negative energy. The wolf whined softly, shuffling forward so that the warmth of his furry side was pressed close to that of the silky exterior of the panther. “You’re here now, darlin’; with me—with our babies.” He reminds her with a low growl, brushing his snout against her head. “I know you’ll do what you have to, but I want you to know, you being here means everything.”
“Everything,” Selina’s golden orbs flashed with heat, intensifying against the gravity of their curse. She flicked her long tail against the ground of mashed leaves and dirt, creating a daunting raucous that couldn’t be restrained. She glared at her beloved wolf, meeting the iciness of his frosted moonlit eyes, and clenched her muzzle sourly. She recoiled away from his gracing warmth, starting the little pup nestled against her belly, not realizing that her silver claws had retracted out by a pulse of murderous instinct. She didn’t want to harm the babies, she needed to run–escape before the predatory hunger possessed her mind again. “We’re not human anymore, Bucky,” she emitted out a hissing snarl of nonchalance, affixing her livid eyes at the infant pup–so dependent and unaware that her parents were legends of shadow and ice, condemned to exists as ghosts inside shackled beasts. These babies were their redemption.“We’re just two damned suckers that can never catch a break…” Remorse stabbed through her heart. “I should have been here with you when these furballs came…Must have been pretty cool to see them for the first time.”
“They gave me quite the start first time,” Bucky released a snort, recalling the hours of pain and labor before he was able to squeeze out the first of the litter. The first had been the hardest, the others that came followed quickly as if they were attached to each other. The exhaustion had pulled him into a dreamless slumber. It wasn’t until he awoke the next morning, feeling three insistent pinches against his chest and belly that he was able to see the pups for the first time. So small and dark, he had trouble distinguishing their features first in the dim-lighting, but the moment he did, he felt his heart melt. It was like falling in love all over again, but this was different—this love was filled with pride and protectiveness. Something he had never felt before. It was powerful—frightening. “I’ve tried to be everything they need, but sometimes it doesn’t feel enough.”
Responding to the gravity of his professed words, Selina coldly tried to disguise her heartache; it was too damn hard to restrain the pain that was seeded within. For almost a year they’ve been apart, detached from the unbreakable love-connection they created through blood, sweat, and tears. Rage surged up inside her, evoking an acceleration of hot intensity that drove a raw snarl to breach her throat; she couldn’t submit to the faltering ground that was shaking beneath her, this precious moment with her lover and babies was a glimpse of deliverance-a limited escape away from Brock Rumlow’s possessive clutches.
When she stared deeply into his luminous blue eyes that remained unwavering, a soulful light was piercing out of the heated ice, she felt balanced again.“You’re going to be one bad ass of a father,” she whispered calmly, almost purring. Her golden orbs shifted over the two pudgy bundles tumbling around the blanket, squeaking and swatting their paws against each other. A faint smile etched over her muzzle, as she tenderly nudged the smallest of the litter to return to Bucky’s side. “Just show them ropes, Buck, and they’ll be fine.”
“They’ll be even better once you’re here to stay…for good,” the wolf whined softly, his gaze unshakeable as he sensed the feline beginning to withdraw from them. His muscles coiled within, the irrepressible urge to stop her from leaving always brimming beneath the surface of his calm exterior. He knew he couldn’t stop her as much as he wanted to. As much as it hurt to think, what she was doing now could not be helped; it was for the good of their babies that she didn’t stay too long. The malice he tasted for Rumlow grew only stronger and he would relish the day he’d taste his blood on his tongue. “We’ll always be here waiting for you,” he promises her.
The sleek huntress glanced down that the chocolate-furred bundle; her beautiful and precious little girl that carried her brazen spirit and elegant grace. She didn’t want to abandon Bucky, leave him to raise their babies alone, but she wasn’t free to relent against the infinite choice. She was caged and powerless to fight by Rumlow’s control, his infectious words of the curse pierced her torn heart each time she gazed dismally at the squeaking pups crawling near his swollen belly. She wanted to grip onto Bucky’s paw, hold onto him until the moonlight faded, but she couldn’t reach for him. Shadows were dividing them from embracing the other; closing her eyes to seal away the fresh burn of tears, Selina leaned towards him, nuzzling her muzzle reverently against his long jaw, purring softly as the tiniest of his litter nestled between both of their paws. She was connecting them. Selina released her tears, drenching his cinder fur. She knew that wolves called for their lost mates, a beautiful heart song that echoed across the valley. He would do the same.“When you call for me to return, I’ll come…” she promised, giving him a gentle lick on his muzzle. “All I’ve ever wanted is to share a life with you, I guess I have to wait a little longer, handsome.”
Bucky closed his eyes, wanting nothing more than to effect a façade of strength even as he felt his heart being torn. Closing the distance, he gently rubs muzzle against the side of hers, savoring their brief moment of affection. “Aurora. Brennen…and Madison. Those are their names, darlin’. When you’re feeling alone at night, just think of their names and know that they’ll always be here waiting for you.” He whines softly. He knew it might be months if not longer before he could see her again. The pups would be bigger then, bolder. As they grew up, it was important to Bucky that they didn’t just see one parent at their sides. He’d keep memories of Selina fresh in their minds and her name off their tongues. No matter the cost, he’d fight to ensure his babies had their real mother beside them.
Moments passed, her defenses were slipping when the alpha wolf pulled her closer to him, Selina embraced his obscuring warmth, thermal and protective as if she felt his sculpted flesh and metallic arms encompassing around her feline body, anchoring her back to a blissful dream.
They became two halves of one unbreakable spirit in the contrasts of darkness, the panther nuzzled her head gently against the width of his powerful shoulders, grounding herself as their baby pups tumbled clumsily and squeaked for his attention. Moaning out a contented growl, Bucky brushed his snout against the sleek curve of her slender belly, trying to feel her under the coat of jet black fur, vestiges of heat was flooding in her veins.
Releasing a throated purr, Selina melted against the broad expanse of his canine body, closing her eyes, just enough to find him as their distant souls entwined. She imagined his smile, beaming with youthful light, the way the edges of his pouty lips curved and how his soulful blue eyes crinkled when he felt at ease.
Selina consciously knew he was smiling boyishly into her fur, breathing in her scent before they would separate. There was no denying that he was salvaging their last moments together, wolves and panthers were natural enemies, they needed to grow tolerant of that cursive existence, prove to their instincts that a pulse of their love and devotion was stronger than a damn spell; and their pups carried that essence that would unite them. Sensing that her time with him was limited, Selina detached herself from Bucky and intently gazed that her adorable triplets nestling against his belly. Her muzzle scrunched as the scent of milk grew potent. “I should go,” she involuntarily whispered in a low snarl, veering her harvest moon spheres at the den’s entrance. “You need privacy, and having me here watching, might make you uncomfortable since these little furballs gotta eat.”
“Stay a little longer,” the words escaped his mouth before he could think to stop them. He knew that she didn’t like to risk the time so close to sunrise; the hour the cat within her would take hold of all inhibitions and self-control. But it was an irrepressible need he had to delay the inevitable for as long as possible so that they could cherish their time together. It could be months…years…after all, before they’d see each other again like this. The thought alone steeled his resolve. “I don’t need the privacy. I just need you…until its time,” the weight of his words were crushing, but he hoped they conveyed the depth of his need to have her with him—with their babies. He rights his position above their greedy mouths so that they may nourish themselves, watching Selina as she struggled with herself.  
Gazing at the unfathomable sight before her, the panther stiffened on her paws, listening to dismal volumes of Bucky’s graveled timbre; he was urging her to remain close to those infant and clumsy pups that were suckling ravenously on his rounded girth. Droplets of milk dribbled over the smallest–Madison’s back as the chubbiest pushed into her, with a fussy squeak, morphing into aggression. Selina smirked at the pup’s attempt of dominance over the little girls. He was relentless. “Well, I can tell he’s a Daddy’s boy,” she snarked casually, meeting Bucky’s luminous blue eyes glinting solemnly at her. “Is this how it plays out for you every night, handsome?”
The wolf released a deep snort, a gust of air billowing from his nostrils. “More or less. They might seem like cute little furballs now, but believe me this is em’ on a good day,” he quipped lightly. His thoughts strayed to the longer evenings when he was forced to hunt his own dinner as game tended to get a bit scarce as of late. His pups’ appetites only grew stronger and more aggressive the longer they were deprived of nourishment. He still felt the aches and pinches from the time the chubbiest—Brennen—had nearly bit at him hard enough to illicit a warning growl from the alpha. It was something he’d never done before, and the pups were only a few weeks old.
As Bucky shifted his weight against a rocky wall, the panther approached him instinctively, securing her fore-paw over his rigid back, encompassing her warmth to keep the young alpha balance against her. A throated whimper came from his muzzle as the pups continued nursed with harsh tugs, drenching his undercoat of fur with milk. She detected his masked pain. “You’re doing great, Bucky,” she whispered, heatedly, gracing his thick fur with delicate strokes of her claws. She flashed her golden orbs down at the smallest of the bunch, her beautiful little jewel. Tears gleamed in her depths, she felt the motherly impulse to lower down and give her babies milk, after all, it was a primal instinct to nurse her cubs–pups. A vicious seethe erupted from her throat, she recoiled away from Bucky, feeling a fever rise in her veins. “It should be me…Damn him!” She lashed her paw fiercely into the air, as her pupils enlarged into a soulless black, all light was receding. She hissed out heavy pants of breath. She was on the verge of unleashing every ounce of her soul to him.“I can’t live like this anymore…I want to be with you–with them.”
Bucky nearly recoiled, sensing that the inner-feline within was reacting to Selina’s emotions and lashing out. A pinch of unease went through him, but it was quelled by the sorrow and pain he detected in her voice. The ache in his chest began to grow as he detected the desperation in her words. “I want that too, darlin’. It’s what I think about each night—what keeps me up. The darkest dreams fuel me with the thought of Rumlow’s blood dripping from our teeth. Making him pay for dividing us. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that being patient gets results. I promise you, Selina…We’re gonna be that family we’ve always wanted to be.” He vowed. He feels a tingle of distress as he notices the skies outside his den beginning to grow brighter.
Dawn was coming.
The golden spheres of the panther widened frantically at the impending moment tendrils light breached the den’s floor. She felt the dark possessive wake of the spell, caging her humanity when mindfulness became static. She reached out a paw to grab hold of Bucky, one last time, they exchanged tearful and longing gazes, accepting the unbidden heartache once again. It was soul-crushing, she felt immobilized against the restraints of control. “Bucky….Bren…Rora…Mattie…” A defeated sob emitted out her scrunching muzzle. She was fading back into the murderous and cunning enforcer–an untamed monster. Her irises morphed into deadened shades of black, as the last glimmers of her soul found his. “I–I love you,” She released a deafening and vicious growl, that scared the pups, and fed out of the den with the speed of a vanishing shadow–away from her love and babies.
“SELINA!!” A desperate howl thundered throughout the gloomy den, startling the pups into full wake-mode as they began to squeak and whine loudly, sensing the distress from their alpha. “Come back! Wait!” Bucky cried out once more, his fangs jutted and gleaming in the dim-light; his luminous orbs burning with a blue flame. No matter how hard he cried out, he knew that it was too late. She had once again vanished into the winds from which she had come—ripping his heart out taking it with her. “Selina…” he whined, unaware of the glistening of wetness collecting in his eyes until his sight began to blur. His massive form began to tremble upon the ground, his vibrations permeating the tiny pups beside him that began unconsciously rubbing their paws against him. She was gone. For moments, his mind fell into an abyss of perpetual despair, the joy and comfort he felt by her presence fading into memory. What was left was only the cold ambiance of solitude. He hated the feeling. Hatred and anger was a welcomed source of heat to draw on. His innards began to burn and he felt a raw increase of pressure building within his chest. He would get her back—come hell or high water…and he’d kill Rumlow too in the process. The buildup of pressure within his chest began to become unbearable as it sought an outlet. Into the dim light of dawn, he released his rage into the winds with an ear-piercing howl that soon became a chorus as it was tripled.
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keyofjetwolf · 4 years
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Paul is the walrus.
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One of the things I love most about Gravity Falls is how, even when I see a joke coming, the execution of it is so fantastic that it still makes me laugh.
Another of the things I love about Gravity Falls is that at first I thought Grunkle Stan’s message was “BUY MORE CHEAP SHIT!!” and it took me a full second to realize that couldn’t possibly be it.
(I’m completely unspoiled for Gravity Falls and watching it for the first time. Please don’t confirm or deny anything in this post, give me hints or cautions or suggestions about future episodes, or try to explain anything going on. That includes if I should’ve been able to figure it out from previous episodes, or if there’s no answer at all. Spoiling the experience only ruins things for everyone!)
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keyofjetwolf · 4 years
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OH THANK GOD
I’ve been low key stressing this entire episode. I SO didn’t want to have this huge personal black mark on something I was enjoying so much, THANK.
(I’m completely unspoiled for Gravity Falls and watching it for the first time. Please don’t confirm or deny anything in this post, give me hints or cautions or suggestions about future episodes, or try to explain anything going on. That includes if I should’ve been able to figure it out from previous episodes, or if there’s no answer at all. Spoiling the experience only ruins things for everyone!)
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keyofjetwolf · 4 years
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The one thing
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This posts exists for no reason other than this whole exchange DELIGHTED me.
(I’m completely unspoiled for Gravity Falls and watching it for the first time. Please don’t confirm or deny anything in this post, give me hints or cautions or suggestions about future episodes, or try to explain anything going on. That includes if I should’ve been able to figure it out from previous episodes, or if there’s no answer at all. Spoiling the experience only ruins things for everyone!)
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