#music disk horse

[thequibblah]

url song game let’s go ! thank you for the tag @kay-elle-cee

TEXAS HOLD ’EM by beyoncé

HISS by megan thee stallion

EVENTUALLY, DARLING by declan mckenna

QUIET ON SET by remi wolf

UNDER THE TABLE by fiona apple

I LOVE ME AFTER YOU by mitski

BEN FRANKLIN by snail mail

BLUE DENIM by stevie nicks

LIABILITY by lorde

AKASAKA SAD by rina sawayama

HONEY by robyn

I cannot tag this many people but I will bravely attempt it: @ghostofbambifanfiction @cascader @sunshine-lover @theswansway @letthebookbegin 🧡

#i should have a tag for things im tagged in #music disk horse

[delilah-briarwood]

Rather than trying to prove Gaylor is real and that Taylor Swift is actually just trying to secretly signal that she’s a lesbian, why don’t y’all just go and listen to openly queer artists instead of forming conspiracies to try and make your faves queer instead?

Like it says so much about how people would rather waste their time trying to prove she’s queer instead of y’know looking into queer artists and their music.

It comes across as if y’all don’t actually care about LGBT artists, you just feel like you need some justification as to why you enjoy your faves.

#discourse #disk horse #music #pop music #queer music #there is such a plethora of queer musicians out there and so many of them are good #they’re not that hard to find! #this is something that genuinely irritates me #it’s fine for you to like Taylor Swift is she’s straight #this also goes for every single celebrity people try to insist is secretly gay #Gaylor isn’t real lads #behold a creation

[plague-vulture]

i've once again hit the "saying music is important in music based subcultures is gatekeeping >:(((" brainrot part of tumblr wtff

#like yes actually being punk without the music is poser behavior #istg ya'll sound like “republican punks” sometimes #punk shit #disk horse #music based subcultures #alternative subcultures

[pcktknife]

having a pyro vision doesn't give her an entire personality. idk she is just THERE for me. if we are talking about other characters being bland/boring or having no personality like jean, keqing, ganyu etc. then she is no different from them. i like her design tho that's all. but that doesn't make her interesting. but if you like her so much ofc you wouldn't see it lol

naur i just dont think that those are comparable characters. i dont see it cause it doesnt make sense like stepping back from all the details 3 government workers and a rockstar cannot be on the same level to me. i think they couldve went a little stronger on her personality (though the sweet punk trope is enjoyable) but i dont think shes in the ranks w the tired woman brigade

#a secretary whatever keqing does and what i essentially read as a mayor and a rockstar ? #i know its your opinion and i hope im not coming off as mean i get passionate when it comes to fictional characters and have been told.. #i come off as rude so i just wanna let u know im not trying to be jic😭 #asks #anon #idk shes loud/boldand passionate about her beliefs and when it comes to her music and looks rebellious maybe it is cause she resonates.. #w me to an extent but i cant find those details boring #not to cite lore at you or anything #genshin disk horse

[buckleydiazmp4]

All swifties hate the gaylors 😭 we don't claim them

lmfaooo in-fandom drama is so fucking funny sorry. also "gaylors" makes me cackle

#i have no beef with swifties i can occasionally enjoy a couple of her songs when i'm with my friends who like her music #and tbh i did have a swiftie phase years ago so i cant be such a hipocrite as to insult them or anything #but the drama coming from there just seems so overkill it just makes me laugh really #disk horse #anon #sara answers

[fandom-with-no-hope]

Playing minecraft with friends day 3.

We started a "hell expedition" because our Nether portal bought us to a fortress, and we needed to make potions, so we started to find a way in.

Théo made a bridge, but we couldn't manage to get to it because there were 5 Wither Skeletons blocking the way

Axel tried to make a diversion, it was useless, we all basically died

I managed to run in, take one Nether Sprout (I don't even know if that's the name of that thing) and was saved by Raphael who was building a bridge behind the fortress.

We came back, Axel decided we needed more sprouts, and we went back in.

Théo died in full iron armor, and a Wither Skeleton decided to wear it. For fun.

It took us 20 minutes to get back into the fortress to steal the other sprouts, and get Théo's stuff back.

Then Patrick logged in, we made potions and decided to start the "Warden Operation"

We made 2 teams of 2, and Patrick was alone, trying to figure out a way to get us out quickly.

Patrick leaves a chest in our "extraction point", incase we're scared that we're going to die with a lot of stuff.

Team 1, Théo and Axel activate one Sculk shrieker, but they don't really panic, because escaping the Warden is "a piece of cake" and so they didn't tell us. So they start to gather a lot of stuff.

Team 2, Raphaël and me, started to destroy the Sculk shriekers because tbh, we were scared af. We found some stuff, and activated 2 Sculk shriekers. We tell Théo and Axel, but everything is fine.

Then, while opening a chest, we start to hear a 4th scream. So we did like anyone sane would, we ran away. To our own directions.

But it's fine, we managed to escape the Warden this time, because we ran away before it spawned, so yea, we were lucky.

I tell the others to put their stuff in the chest because I have a bad feeling.

And I walk on a godamn shrieker.

So I did what any normal person would do, and ran away. I had darkness, so I didn't know that was running towards Axel. The man who had all of our potions, everything.

Axel and I get killed, and then it was just fucking chaos

We died at least 10 times each. And Patrick comes back like "Why the fuck are y'all screaming" and you see him get absolutely DESTROYED by the beam thing of the Warden. Really.

It was insane, and fun. And all of it wouldn't have happened if Raphael and me were more careful

But it was so fun

#I like playing minecraft with friends #Yes I caused everyone's demise yes Axel tried to kill me after our expedition because we couldn't find his stuff what about it #We came back with the disk that's the most important part #Because yea I forgot to mention 3 people in the world are music fans and would sacrifice their lives if it meant bringing a music disk home #Axel was rlly mad because all of the 'good stuff' was basically diamond pants and diamond horse armor #Multi-player minecraft really is the funniest thing #Also omg the ambiance was 👌 we really thought we were in the cave irl at this point it was just perfect #All 5 of us having their volume all the way up to hear every sound around us #Walking around carefully feeling genuine fear everytime something out of the usual happened #Honestly I should have recorded this because hearing a bunch of 16 years old panicking over a Warden coming out of the ground was hilarious #I would rant about this more but it's like 1am and everyone went to sleep so yea :') #friends tag #tommy talks #miles mumbles #Minecraft adventures

[devi-nyx-elsword-theorist]

Alright time to say it, and I'm pretty sure everyone's figured it out.

But let me explain a few things here and a Theory + possible spoilers if its true.

Kieran definitely wasn't as much of a skilled trainer then as to now, he's mostly shy and behind his older sister, he looks up to her and he's surprised to see the protagonist beat his sister in battle which has him admire us.

During the story Kieran eavesdropped the True story about what really happened about Ogerpon and the Loyal Three, he's distant and cold towards the player and Carmine. I understand his resentment and frustration. But Kieran's actions are fueled by his obsession, and desire to be stronger just like Ogerpon. His obsession about Ogerpon was ruined because Ogerpon chose us, his dream with Ogerpon was destroyed, everything he had was ruined. Thus he wanted one thing, the desire to become stronger so we could battle him listen to his themes, ones more gentle soft, and less complicated, we see him as he's definitely skilled but not in the way we'd see him. The final battle with him is a more complicated hard, it's us being confused and not seeing how he's turning, we're a way out for him, he's stuck he wants out. (More to this in my theory section.)

I enjoy his entire character, and here's the thing people don't realize that Kieran hates us and Carmine, but realize he doesn't specifically hate any one, he'd definitely resent his own family about the whole truth being kept from him, and we feel it, not shown but the music shows his complicated life.

And here's where people are mixed

Most hate Carmine because she's "controlling, mean, etc." well, some older siblings can act like her irl, I mean that literally. What Carmine shows is that she'd be verbal, but not physically abusive to her brother. How he made friends is most likely her being a threat to any new friend he'd make I mean this as a "possibility" and when she comes to tell us about how Kieran has no skill in Ogre Oustin, we could also assume that he wasn't as a skilled trainer so Blueberry Academy would definitely see her as a " Champion" for her serious capabilities of a trainer. I personally enjoy her as throughout the Kitakami story SHE'S the one helping us fight the Loyal Three, SHE took responsibility of Kieran's actions (though indirectly caused as we don't really know what made the Loyal Three come back but I will get to that as a theory section hold your horses.)

The Indigo Disk Story THEORY!!!

Carmine is definitely treated as a "Champion" we know who we'd fight as a final battle which is Kieran, but the characters wont know except for Carmine.

the Master of the Loyal Three was obscured it was "shown" as a thing in Peachy's shop. I have a crazy idea, which I wrote out on a piece of paper at work and lost it but I do remember most of what I wrote.

Kieran's emotions are unstable, his mentality is unstable and being fueled by getting stronger. The Master, is granting his "Wish" to his pure desire of being a Strong trainer, this is the Purple Aura around his right hand in a scene, and possibly seen faintly on a poster. Whether this Master is controlling Kieran or it's fueling his desire to defeat the player.

When we're going to face the champion of Blueberry Academy, we won't see Carmine, we'll see Kieran he's determined, he's ready, he throws his pokemon to battle, but the Master comes out last it's the one who made Kieran lose control of himself, he's been reckless then, and it knew what he was capable of, so it chose him as it's trainer temporarily.

Whether this is during or after Terapagos is depending on how it goes.

If we have Ogerpon in our team Kieran might snap more " Ogerpon..... Why? Why didn't you choose me!? ....Whatever, I will battle you." The theme might be a remix of Kieran's theme but a more dramatic overtone, then it will hit with a sad emotional portions we'd battle Kieran as serious as he is, and controlled by the Master. Once the Master is defeated, it will let go of Kieran and release him to us Kieran might still feel some desired wish to battle us, but this time he's in a more controlled environment as opposed to then

while the Loyal Three Master will most definitely flee somewhere for us to capture it since it's already weakened but because it wasn't necessarily in a Pokeball, this mean's it will definitely challenge us again in a weakened state like how we dealt with Necrozma in Ultra Sun Ultra Moon.

What I'm essentially saying is The Master Granted the Desired wishes to Okidogi, Munkidori, and Fezandipiti. This means it fuels on the negativity of those who want their wishes, meaning it saw potential in Kieran and fueled his negativity to make him lose control to use it. I know this sounds very much boosh, but I just wanted to make this theory and it would definitely be buried along the way and want people to see this theory.

#Pokemon #Pokemon Scarlet and Violet #Pokemon SV #Pokemon Teal Mask #Pokemon Indigo Disk #Pokemon theory #Carmine #Kieran #Pokemon Kieran #Pokemon Carmine #the teal mask spoilers #Pokemon teal mask spoilers #pokemon speculation

[disgruntled-detectives]

I’m having a few drinks with J and watching a terrible movie, and having Thoughts™️. So if this is disjointed, that’s why.

But I’ve been seeing a lot of disk horse in online Jewish spaces about converts. Now I’m not talking about Jewish people mistakenly believing that you can’t convert. But goyim popping in and stating that it’s just a religion that you’re converting to, like Christianity, and not a whole ethnicity with cultural practices, foods, mores, music, religious practices, languages, etc. like they state again and again that you can convert to the religion but not the ethnicity because they see these things as separate. because they conflate ethnicity with race.

When in reality, I think it’d be a lot more helpful and I think it’s fair to think of converting to judaism like assimilating into an indigenous tribe.

The culture, history, language, food, religious practices become yours when you convert to judaism, and same if you were to be adopted into an indigenous tribe. The religion of judaism is closed to outsiders. Same with indigenous religious practices.

I know that most if not all indigenous tribes here in the US do not welcome converts, so it’s not an perfect comparison, but I definitely think it’s much closer in ways of thinking.

#Judaism #jumblr #disgruntled is a little drunk and having Thoughts #Jewish conversion

[taylorb6312]

not to contribute to the taylor swift disk horse but if you dont like her songwriting…just say that and move on

Like songwriting and music in general is subjective. Youre allowed to not like her music, just like im allowed to enjoy it. Clearly a lot of people like the way she writes, otherwise she wouldnt be as popular as she is now

Anyway i just wrote this because im pissed of people being like “IDK WHY YOU PEOPLE WOULDNT RATHER DIE THAN LISTEN TO HER MUSIC IF YOU LIKE IT YOURE STUPID” because well. Its music. Not everyone has the same taste.

#this is not me defending everything shes ever done btw #im sure that a lot of criticism about her business practices is valid #but to just say that her music is objectively bad to the point that people should be ashamed of liking it? jail. #swifties can get out of hand but so can her staunch haters imo #taylor swift

[shejustcalledmeafish]

Behold an extensive but not complete because he does it so much compilation of John Hart’s fourth wall breaks in The Sins of Captain John (made for @4thwallbreakersshowdown but also serves as general propaganda to give the boxset a listen for Torchwood fans)

Transcript below the cut, but first an important content warning that Scene Six (timestamps marked in the transcript) has background sex noises, so just be aware where you’re listening. There aren’t any major spoilers for the boxset, though.

Have fun and Vote John Hart for Ultimate Fourth Wall Breaker!

Scene One: The Restored (0:01-0:09)

John: Or maybe, if I’d known this was an audiobook, I’d’ve bought the complete Buffy on DVD! (Heavy sigh) Well, before you go asking for a refund, let’s set the scene.

(Five seconds of John’s theme song plays)

Scene Two: The Restored (0:14-0:28)

(Background space station falling apart noises)

John: I reckon I’ve got about four hours before I’m sent tumbling into the icy black void of space which is just long enough for me to tell you [sigh] how I got here. So, strap in, get comfy, and let’s give the fourth wall a bloody good seeing to.

(John’s theme) 

Scene Three: The Restored (0:33-0:46)

Sir Thomas, dying: I pray that I shall find the gates of paradise open, and that a choir of angels—

John: Yeah, yeah, yeah, very moving. But this scene has been going on for ages and we’ve a zombie apocalypse to avert, so maybe, we should get going.

(John’s theme) 

Scene Four: The Restored (0:51-1:11)

(Faint screams in background)

John: (giddy) Plus, if this was a film or a tv show, it would look so, so cool. Cue exciting music!

(Exciting music plays, accompanied by horse snorting and galloping. The music continues to climax)

John: Heeyaw! (Whip crack) Heeyaw!! (Whip crack)

Mohisha: Heeyaw! (Whip crack)

(Horses galloping intensifies)

John, yelling: This is probably the single most visually impressive thing I’ve ever done!

(John’s theme)

Scene Five: Peach Blossom Heights (1:16-1:43)

(Background space station falling apart noises)

John: (grimly) This is it, John. Beginning of the end. (Much less grim) Or, for you listeners at home, the halfway mark. (High-pitched voice) ‘Yay, Captain Jack is in it,” I hear you squeal. Except for you, over there, tweeting angrily around your cats(?) that (nerdy voice) “actually, I think you’ll find his name isn’t Captain Jack Harkness yet” yeah, I see you. While we’re at it, strictly speaking, mine isn’t Captain John Hart either. (dramatic mock gasp) I know! But listen, isn’t continuity boring?

(John’s theme) 

Scene Six: Peach Blossom Heights (1:48-2:28)

(Genial, generic, elevator-like music plays)

John: Basically, while many listeners were totally on board for all the gratuitous sex following my previous outing The Death of Captain Jack, we received some complaints (background sex noises begin) ranging from (gruff voice) ‘utter filth!’ to, uh, (higher-pitched voice) “you people should be locked up!” So, you’ll just have to picture the scene without any of the more explicit sound effects or dialogue. (sharp inhale, voice now giddy) I mean, in reality, this went on for hours, but, who wants to hear that?

(Notable pause)

John: (faux shock) You do? Shame. Take it up with the people who wrote all those strongly-worded emails. You have them to thank. Anyway, maybe they’ll release it as a bonus disk or something. Moving on.

(John’s theme) 

Scene Seven: Darker Purposes (2:33-3:01)

John: Suppose it was nice while it lasted. I hope you’ve all enjoyed yourselves. So, why don’t you get comfy, and we’ll see how this absolute clusterfuck comes to a conclusion. …where’s the theme tune? We’re meant to have a theme tune.

Scott Handcock, irl director of the boxset: (slightly muffled as if over an intercom) Uh, is it not playing?

John: No! Scott, it’s not playing, I can’t hear anything.

Scott: (inaudible), how ‘bout now?

John: Nope. (starts whistling)

Scott: How about… now!

(Torchwood theme starts playing)

#torchwood #big finish #the sins of captain john #john hart #captain john hart #fourth wall #the video doesn't look pretty #but it's all audio so doesn't matter #0 editing skills me

[thequibblah]

thank u for the tag i had so much fun w this eeee @emeralddoeadeer

TENDER - blur

HUNGER - florence + the machine

EVERY SINGLE NIGHT - fiona apple

QUE NO SALGA LA LUNA - rosalía

UP FROM A DREAM - haim

IF NOW WAS THEN - maggie rogers

BODYGUARD - beyoncé

BACK TO LIFE (HOWEVER DO YOU WANT ME) - soul ii soul

LOVE LANGUAGE - sza

A&W - lana del rey

HOT TO GO! - chappell roan

tagging @isahorcrux @bamflilyevans @unknowableroom 💓

#music disk horse #i should have a tag for things im tagged in

[f1-giuki]

Well hello darling 👀

I saw your plea for escape from contract law, so here I come! *falls of the disk-horse like a drunk knight*

Red, White and Orange-Nassau buuuuut… make it switched!

For Want of a Nail: Charles as the prince and Max as the music genius 👀 the scene I shall leave up to you 🫶🌻

Hello darling!! Sorry if it took me a shit ton of time to answer but I’ve been away and I was overwhelmed by the amount of things I had to do sjsjsjs.

Yoongi’s third mixtape just came out, and the amygdala performance inspired me to write this thingy and the amount of lestappen content of both yesterday and this morning made me crazy eheheh, so here it is💖💖

If in Red, White & Orange-Nassau the roles were inverted Charles would be the perfect prince charming, very pretty, very media trained, without a political opinion, the middle man in everything, and Max would be a punk-rock singer, a bit of a mixture between Lewis Capaldi in sense of talent and sense of humour, and Joe Strummer. Max is against monarchies and he hates rich people who don't pay taxes, so Charles is his number one enemy. Charles doesn't have an opinion about Max, he just thinks he's a bit untidy, with his long hair and his vintage leather jacket, and sometimes he talks a lot of shit.

But back to the scene, it's the kiss scene:👀👀

[...]

As the DJ lets the beat drop Charles and Charlotte look at each other and laugh, he kisses her then, holding her waist gently and she cups his face gently with her slender fingers. They both smile in it and something starts gnawing up his stomach, something green and unpleasant. Jealousy. Max realises which feeling it is as he sees his feet carrying him away from the ballroom, wandering and getting lost in the Royal Palace of Monaco.

Charlotte starts laughing as their kiss ends. But she turns serious once she doesn't spot Max anymore in the room. She taps Charles’s shoulder. You can tell him, her glance says. Charles nods and he wiggles out of the crowd, trying to think where Max might have gone. He looks back at Charlotte in the middle of the dancefloor and she rolls her eyes and indicates the left. Charles raises a thumbs up to her and he starts walking towards Max. He knows that there is only one room that Max could have gone to that way. He reaches the top floor and hears the sound of a piano echoing in the empty hall.

Max is playing, beautifully, Clair de Lune by Debussy. The picture is idyllic, the room is dark, the giant crystal chandelier is turned off, but there is a bit of light peeking inside. There is a huge open window on a wall and the sea breeze is moving the soft white curtains. The Moon and the stars are out in the sky. A nice finishing touch if it were a painting. Charles grins and rests with a shoulder leaning on the door post, listening to Max. Maybe this is what being in the painting The Boulevard Montmartre at Night feels like. Charles doesn't say anything for the five minutes of the piece.

"Debussy, huh?" Charles asks.

Max looks at him with a gaze that Charles cannot describe differently from nostalgic. "Yeah, it helps me clear my mind," he answers quietly, blinking a few times to better see in the dark the man in front of him.

"Didn't take you for a classical piano guy, to be honest," Charles says with his nice accent. He seems both amused and endeared. Max wishes he wouldn't have to think about such things.

Max rolls his eyes and he moves a bit to the side on the piano chair, to make space for Charles. The Monegasque sits down and Max starts playing again, Charles can't take his eyes off Max's hands. Max can't stop think about their thighs touching. He clears his throat and looks at Charles. Wrong move. Max coughs a little bit more.

"Debussy is one of my favourite composers. He was an impressionist musician, he's, how can I explain this to you while I'm drunk... Oh! Think about Monet, think about Impression sunrise, the painting, the mellow and blurry and slightly numb feeling you get by looking at it. His music is that way, too. Instead of using the precision and clarity of the classical scales, Debussy preferred the ambiguity and vagary of the pentatonic and whole-tone scales, which is like, complicated shit, I don't have the mental capacity to explain it to you..." Max says, gesticulating like a madman as Charles looks at him with a dopey smile. He should stop, that's what Max is thinking about.

"May I?" Charles asks and Max nods.

The Dutchman watches as Charles puts his hands on the piano. They feel awfully at ease, in a position Max strangely recognise, relaxed and tangerine shaped. "That's C major, everything starts from it," Max says and Charles grins and starts playing a tune that is much too familiar to Max. It's Reverie by Debussy and Max's brain goes haywire. He can't understand anything anymore, Charles is there, next to him, their arms brushing as the Monegasque plays the piano so softly. Max has to focus on the notes to be sure that he isn't dreaming the whole thing.

Max keeps his mouth shut in religious silence. Everything is Charles, his hands, delicate and with a royal ring on them, travelling on the keyboard of the beautiful piano forte. Those are the hands of a pianist, a tormented one, one that Max would like to know, maybe write a song with. Hands he would like to hold and turn warm when they're cold. He doesn't understand what has changed. Confusion is still present in him mind, with a flowery warmth.

When Charles stops playing his eyes are spanking. He lowers his hand and the knuckles brush against the back of Max's hand at their sides. Max looks at Charles’s face in profile, gaze running down his features touched by a ray of moonlight. Max's cheeks feel too, it's something as intoxicating as the liquor he drank, but it's not liquor, it's more dangerous. The Palace is awfully quiet, the party seems like a distant memory, Monaco is not the centre of the world anymore. Max feels silly to admit it, but his world just ended up in that empty room with white clothes over expensive furniture.

Charles keeps looking at him, holding his gaze, softening his smile.

“I really like Debussy too, he's true to his feelings. I am usually numb to most things, but he makes me feel emotions I thought I buried deep somewhere...” he says, his accent peaking out more prominently.

Max nods and looks at their hands, they are next to each other, Charles's pinky on the C major note, Max's pinky on the B right behind it.

"He's not the only one who makes me feel things..." Charles whispers as he moves his finger imperceptibly and Max decides to do something stupid. The angles of his mouth quirk up and he caresses Charles’s finger. A spark.

“I'm going to do something very stupid, is it okay?” Max asks.

"Mhm..." Charles murmurs and he turns his head close to Max's.

Wow, those are a pair of green eyes, like the forests in Belgium.

It is all very anticlimactic. Max's heartbeat feels heavy in his eardrums, but as their lips touch everything stops. The only thing left is the ringing in his ear, but it stops too as Charles’s slender pianist hands adorn his face like a crown jewel. Max feels like the most stupid idiot on Earth. Of course Charles had to be a pianist, a romantic who loves impressionism. If their lips weren't tangling Max would beg him on his knees to play Chopin. He would gladly cry and kiss him some more. Charles moves one of his hands on the juncture of Max's neck and his brain shuts down.

The kiss is like watching the Abduction of Proserpina, with hands gripping the poetic soft flesh, conflicting feelings, standing in astonished awe. Max likes it. So he lets himself taste Charles’s lips, sweeter than honey and intoxicating as red wine. He leans into the kiss and Charles’s mouth opens, welcoming his tongue. It is something so trivial but Max swears he has never experienced such a deed or posed his hands on such a wonderful pair of hips. Charles’s thumb gently stroking his cheek, and that turns too much for Max, he can't hold himself in composure anymore, he moans in Charles’s mouth, with no intention of stopping.

But something happens in Charles’s brain, though, and Max can't feel his hands on him anymore. The Monegasque releases him. He looks Max in the eyes, green and sparkly, with a hint of gold. Max can't find an answer in that brief glimpse he catches, not in his current state. He hears Charles say a quick French curse and, differently from the kiss, Charles runs away quickly, before Max can even steady himself on the piano stool. He rests his head on the piano, a cacophony of notes play as he touches his lips with shaky fingers.

“Shit!”

-

Hope you like this babes!!! Thank you for saving me from fucking contract law i hate that shit💖

#lestappen #charles leclerc fanfic #max verstappen fanfic #lestappen fanfic #red white and Orange-Nassau #a bit of lestappen content before the sprint thing #lestappen blurb

[horsewizardart]

Do you got a music playlist for the g1 horse party?

so i wanted to make a youtube playlist, but some of the videos are set to 'for kids' and can't be added so i just wrote it out below. enjoy horse music

Title Card:

Mon Petit Poney Theme - MLP G1

Dancing on Air - MLP G1

Opening Theme (Italian) - MLP FiM

Opening Theme - MLP Tales

Rock the Dragon - Dragon Ball Z

Intermission:

Opening Theme #1 (Japanese) - MLP FiM

Call Upon the Sea Ponies - MLP G1

Nothing Says Christmas Like a Pair of Socks - MLP G3

Applejack's Song - MLP G1 Picture Disk

Ending Theme (Japanese) - MLP FiM

We're Not Gonna Freeze - MLP G1

Italian FiM opening again due to it being a banger

End Card:

Mon Petit Poney again because it's also a banger

#mlp #G1HORSEPARTY

[ol1verdrawsyt]

DO YOU HAVE ANY. U dialtown or dsaf headcannons idk if this was aske d buuut

yes. many. here's the dialtown ones. get comfy cuz were gonna be here for a while

- After being flattened by Mademe Mediocre, Bunny became partially disabled and uses a walking stick.

- Abel helped Bunny with his recovery and it was friends to lovers :)

- Jerry's dogs all attack him and his wife when they get home from work, but in a loving way

- Randy's jacket is torn to hell and back, and he refuses to get rid of it

- Oliver likes fnaf, and he explains the lore to the people hes closest with. Mr.Dickens didn't understand any of what he was talking about, Norm got lost like 5 minutes in but didn't have the heart to tell Oliver, Randy somehow understood him, and Gingi wasn't paying attention the whole time

- Mr.Dicken's wife's name was Julie and she owned a flower store

- Randy is autistic

- Gingi ate a rock once while Norm just kinda...watched

- Billy owned a fidget spinner. I say "owned" because he threw it at someone and never got it back

- Randy doesn't know how to cook for the life of him, but he does know how to make pancakes so at least he has that

- Callum and Marla are very affectionate towards each other to the discomfort of everyone around them

- Oliver has ADHD

- Gingi named each of their kids after the person it reflects. The horse is Carmel, the raccoon is Stromboli, the emu is Olive, the monkey is Squatch, and the eagle is Norman

- Gabby has a ton of candles around her shop that she changes for the seasons

- Norm absolutely despises winter and will spend all of it angerly sitting in front of the fireplace

- Karen clicks her pens when she's trying to concentrate, and it drives everyone crazy

- Gingi has bits of fur around their neck that grows as the seasons change and it gets colder. It's shortest in summer

- Pierre, Stabby, and Shooty are all friends

- Oliver lets his friends go through the scareshack for free sometimes

- Hobo was once paid to do a cartwheel, fell on his face, and was knocked out. He woke up a day later in some random dumpster near the center of downtown Dialtown

- Mingus is transfem

- Karen and Randy sometimes draw together. Karen is good with realistic things while Randy's style is a lot more cartoony

- Tango's favorite song is Living Island by Pogo

- Gabby loves talking with her customers, especially young teens who come into the store

- Oliver and Hobo watched a cheap rom-com they found in the dollar store once, and the night ended with Hobo breaking the disk over his knee and frisbee-ing it out the window. Oliver was just...too stunned to move. They don't talk about that movie.

- Abel is pretty good with card tricks

- Gingi acts a lot like a cat

- Callum and Marla met during one of Callum's early campaigns. Marla showed up to all of them and after a few, she slipped her number into his pocket.

- Randy's father was a priest and his mother ran the church he preached at

- Gabby hates the smell of cigarette smoke because she was around it so much as a kid

- Mingus has a pearl necklace that belonged to Marla that she wears a lot

- Oliver's music taste consists of: Lemon Demon, Will Wood, IDKHBTFM, Two Door Cinema Club, Brittany Spears, and Tally Hall

- Gingi behaves and is nice around Karen, but the second she leaves it goes back to being a gremlin

- Randy has severe religious trauma

- Norm hates any and all modern music. The only one he tolerates is Lord Huron

- Milton loves listening to Callum's rambles

- Finnaly, Mingus and Gingi act a lot like siblings

I told you I had a lot. This isn't even all of them, I'm just getting sick of typing.

#dialtown

[moral-terpitude]

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed - Part 6

Word Count: 1004

Warnings: None. (Swearing? I swear a lot so I never think to tag that. Sorry.)

[Masterlist] [Previous Part]

“Why does your dad never drive this?” You asked through the window as Charlie flagged you to stop so he could hook the horse trailer on to the ball hitch of the truck.

He climbed in once he was finished and shrugged as he hooked his seat belt, “He says it’s too bulky for the city, but I really think it’s because he’s gotten a CD stuck in the changer and the radio doesn’t work.”

“What?”

“Yeah, listen,” he turned the volume up, familiar music coming over the speakers.

“This is my CD! Didn’t think your dad was much for rap music.”

You tried to eject it, and the mechanism whirred but didn’t spit out the disk.

“Well, shit.” You hummed, tuning the volume back down, finally getting out to the main road, the trailer rattling behind the truck as you went over the bump.

The two of you had decided to start closest to home in case everything didn’t get done today.

Charlie had explained that when he and Finn went, usually everything got binned, and that despite him trying to tell Finn that there was good stuff in the units that could be sold, Finn never listened to him.

He explained that sometimes it truly was junk and that stuff could be thrown away, broken things that a well intentioned person probably thought they would fix, and things of that sort, but sometimes they would find antiques and collectibles, and Charlie was sure people sifted through and dug it back out of the trash to sell it.

“It’s fucking hot.” Charlie protested, taking another box past you out of the unit and setting it in the trailer before digging through it.

“Language!” You called out, closing back up a box of dishes and setting it aside.

“Dad lets me swear when you’re not around.”

“I know.” You weren’t oblivious, “Do you have a plan of where we’re taking all this to?”

“No. I hadn’t thought that far. Just knew we would need the trailer. The units aren’t usually ever packed but there’s always good stuff left behind.”

You nodded.

Charlie was Tommy through and through. Whether or not he realized that sometimes there’s good stuff left in the storage units, we could sell it, was a loose business plan or not, you had every intention of letting him be in charge of whatever came out of it.

“What’s this?” He came over with a fabric case outstretched in his hand.

“Oh! It’s a GameBoy!”

His brows furrowed, taking in your excitement and waiting for you to elaborate.

“This is what everyone originally played Pokémon on.”

“Oh.” He nodded, setting it in the box of good stuff. “Should we take all the clothes to the women’s shelter?”

“Once we take them home and you wash them up,” you added the box of clothes with the others, “and I mean you, not Frances, not me, you wash them up.”

“Okay.”

Three units later the trailer was full and you could feel the thin layer of sweat coating every inch of your body.

In the middle rows there was no air movement, and it was like being in an oven at the back of the unit.

Charlie had been gone for a few minutes before you heard a few sets of footsteps crunching on the gravel, “Yeah, she’s in there,” he spoke.

One set of footsteps on gravel turned into dress shoes clicking across concrete, and Tommy wrapping arms around your waist.

“Eew, don’t,” you attempted to wriggle away, scrunching your nose in protest, “I’m all gross and sweaty.”

“Don’t care,” his grip on your waist tightened, the threat of being tickled on the horizon, as he trailed quick kisses down the side of your neck. “I’m sorry. For—“

“We’re not doing this right now,” you turned to face him, hands flat on his chest, your voice now serious once again, as you kept firm eye contact with him, “Okay? We can talk about it when we’re at home. I’m fucking exhausted from pulling Finn’s weight today and I don’t want to end up yelling in front of everyone.”

He gave a curt nod, before pressing your foreheads together, despite the heat, “Let’s do a trade, eh? You take the car home. We’ll take Charlie, unload all the shit somewhere, reconvene at home.”

You were trying to be mad at him, wanted to be. But the way that his fingers held lightly onto the back of your neck, his opposite thumb threatening to wear a hole in your shoulder until you picked an answer, had your stomach full of butterflies.

Always.

“Okay,” you agreed, your resolve crumbling away as each second ticked by. “Are the keys in it?”

He shook his head, before handing them off to you, a quick kiss pressed to your temple, “Go rest. I love you.”

“I love you, Tommy.”

No matter how mad you were, you weren’t going to not say it.

It would pass, like every storm that rippled through always did.

By the time you got home, you never thought you’d be so thankful for a glass of water and air conditioning as you were when the cool air smacked you in the face.

You smiled, as soon as you entered the kitchen, because your husband knew you were a creature of habit. He knew exactly where you would go as soon as you got home.

Which meant that the kitchen was exactly where he put, or had Frances put for that matter (and really you did need to email Lynnae about changing her salary on payroll, in all seriousness) a vase of your favorite fresh cut flowers, a small card tucked in the midst of them, with your name scrawled in Tommy’s handwriting.

All the little card had written inside was the word “Dinner?”.

You smiled, tucking the card back in the envelope before heading upstairs to run a bath.

With any luck, in the deep depths of the closet you still had that blue dress somewhere.

#tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby x yn #tommy shelby x you #tommy shelby fanfic #peaky blinders fic #peaky blinders fanfic

[chthonicrose]

I don’t want to invite Discourse so I should not reblog this post about filk music (love filk music!) that repeatedly recommends Leslie Fish (fantastic musician! Terrible person!) to be like uh do y’all not know that she is incredibly incredibly racist and transphobic and she wrote a whole song that she still performs and was recently released on Spotify about how “smoker is the n****r of the world” because she was mad about not being allowed to smoke at cons anymore. Like her music is amazing but she’s a terrible person and also a fair amount of her music reflects some really questionable views

Like that post recommended the song Freedom of the Snow and yes okay musically good song. But also it’s about how the narrator wants to go back to the snowstorm where they had the freedom to kill a “junkie” with an axe. And that is not her only song that’s basically drooling over circumstances where she could commit murder without consequences.

Also, Queen Isabella is really fucking catchy but it positions Columbus “discovering” America as a good thing and Queen Isabella as someone we need more of. Which I just.

Okay I kind of accidentally made the post anyway, but not as a reblog, and I’m turning reblogs off on this because I do NOT want the disk horse.

#stuff and nonsense