#ough i love that song..

[thatone-highlighter]

I love you albums. I love you songs connected by similar themes. I love you listening to songs in a specific order picked by the artist. I love you reoccurring motifs throughout the same album. I love you album covers. I love you albums with extended editions. I love you songs that reference each other.

#guys i fucking love listening to albums fr #best thing CDs have done for me is forcing me to listen to albums in order #this post is about. so many albums and artists #bad suns #imagine dragons #Set It Off #bastille #FUCKING HELL BASTILLE #theyre albums are SO GOOD #guys seriously. give me the future + dreams of the past. go listen to it. its so fucking good #doom days also fuckin slaps man. my fav oart is the fact the first 3 songs merge together for me until i realise million pieces is playing. #<- and ofc it has another place on it #also Imagine Dragons‘ Mercury 1+2 OUGH #the tone shift as you go through the double album until it does a full circle #sometimes a good album can be made up of songs that are banger after banger #<- All This Bad Blood-bastille Night Visions-ID smoke+mirrors-id apocalypse whenever-bad suns elsewhere-sio etc #and sometimes a good album can be made of songs that tell a progressive story while referencing eachother to enhance meaning and connect wit #-with the artists lived experinces #<- give me the future + dreams of the past-bastille mercury act I+II-ID Duality-sio #Tree Man Posts #music

[ohno-the-sun]

Yippee newest chapter of Under the Surface is done! I hope you all will enjoy this one

Art is scene in the fic lol

Also I made a playlist for it check it out if you like

Has vibes, character arcs and spoilers so fun

#Luca au #fnaf daycare attendant #sundrop #moondrop #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #my art #Ough another one where I’m nervous #cause I actually like this chapter #but I’m nervous others won’t #or I’ll hate the chapter later pfpfpt #golly gee creating a longer form story is hard #also the playlist is ordered in a specific way #I wonder if people will be able to guess #also feel free to send song suggestions I love listening to new music #mermaid au #mermay #human au #my writing

[shepscapades]

I have to ask. 69.

69. Destruction - Joywave

So. Erm… happy Etho Tuesday? (Looking Away) Yeah so this song is supposed to represent the point in the timeline after Etho shuts down at the end of s8, at the beginnings of s9 when doc and xisuma are trying to get him to come back online, which they finally manage! But… Etho is. Not Right. There’s some missing lore I haven’t talked about yet, but… because of what he was thinking about when he shut down, his programming is hyperfixated when he reboots, hellbent on anger and revenge and grief and… he’s mega broken. Doc and X end up having to shut him down/wipe him because he’s too dangerous. And thusly, he is reset when he finally comes back to s9.

#dbhc #android etho #etho #ethoslab #xisumavoid #docm77 #uhhhh happy dbhc lore FBJSFGBKSFGB #SORRY YOU HAVE TO FIND OUT THIS WAY. #AND WITH THE SEX NUMBER TOO #art escapades #xisuma #doc #android doc #hermitcraft dbh au #Spotify wrapped drawing challenge #but uhhh I LOVE this song and I think it represents this idea SO well #it has very … Glitched Out Fnaf Animatronic vibes and OUGH I love that for etho #sucks he has to be reset but uh. #pats him on the shoulder. thanks for ur sacrifice to the narrative #dbhc etho #dbhc xisuma #dbhc doc #dbhc ask #destruction #dbhc art #dbhc music

[murderandcoffee]

hey man, you ok? i’m only asking because you’ve been listening to once and future king on repeat for the last four hours. yeah the whole house can hear it. do you wanna talk or

#the mechs #the mechanisms #hnoc #high noon over camelot #once and future king #bs.txt #listen I LOVE this song #but ough. OUGH

[thekidsarentalright]

“what did it ever do for me,” I say…

#with this being the 8 ball last night i had to make something for it. song of alllllll fucking time ough #also this is for kelci my bff kelci <33 bc this is her song <3 hi kelci i love uuuu #txt #c.txt #fob #fall out boy #fobedit #xo #from under the cork tree #so much for (tour) dust #p: 100

[honeywafflez1art]

‼️PHANTOM LIBERTY SPOILERS‼️

Wires and chains...

Starting to fade...

Feels like a game...

You can't escape.

#cyberpunk 2077 #phantom liberty #phantom liberty spoilers #song so mi #songbird #cerberus #I love her so much. She is my Johnny 2.0 all over again. Cyber-fixated😭 #I didn’t get to play the game and definitely would NOT have chosen this path #But the playthrough I watched the first time did #And after seeing the other paths? Arguably this one is so much more powerful. Sobbed my eyes out when V spoke with So mi in this scene😭 #And the cerberus? ough. chills. jesus fuck.

[feroluce]

When Al Haitham dreams, it's in shades of sandy blonde and red, metallic gold and feather-blue. His nightmares are colored much the same.

Kaveh leisurely strolls ahead of him, shoes leaving deep treads in the soft desert sand. He keeps a careful distance, arms length, and in return Al Haitham keeps an eye on him, the other man's back dead center in his sights.

He curses the sand in his boots and the long line of footprints he steps into, already the exact shape of the soles of his shoes.

They aren't lost. Al Haitham knows where they are. They've been here before. They are still here.

Kaveh doesn't watch their feet. His head is constantly tipped back with his eyes on the stars and their constellations (of which Al Haitham only knows two, Vultur Volans and Paradisaea). He'll walk right into a cactus like that. Al Haitham yells ahead for him to watch where he's going.

Kaveh reaches up to touch the side of his head in a strange motion, but otherwise there's no acknowledgement. They press on into the dark of night.

Something squelches beneath Al Haitham's boot.

It stops him short, pulls his attention like a magnet and as much as he wants to, he can't ignore it. He doesn't want to lose any more ground. But something won't let him move on. Al Haitham watches as red seeps into the golden sand, spills beyond the border of his bootprint until he slides his foot aside.

It's an ear.

It's a human ear, and there's a heavy earring attached, metallic gold, gems red and green, a familiar shape, a familiar shade-

Al Haitham opens his mouth to yell. Chokes. Swallows the lump in his throat as he quickly restarts his pace. Tries again.

"Hey!"

Another squelch under a hurried footstep. He doesn't stop to look. Al Haitham is pretty sure he knows what it is.

"Kaveh, hey!"

The path becomes littered, little slices and small pieces, fingertips and knuckles, Kaveh's arms once held casually behind his back now strewn along the sands. Every time Al Haitham extends his hand to him, reality warps and bends like the twisted image in a broken mirror, lines mismatched and edges jagged. Kaveh flits just beyond his grasp, fleeting fae, no longer able to hear him or to reach out to him. Al Haitham can only grit his teeth and follow.

His right foot marches forward. His left follows. His right again. His left suddenly doesn't follow, and Al Haitham is thrown off balance and pitches forward, swinging his arms outward to land on his palms and keep his face off the ground, because he's been in the desert enough times to know what a foot suddenly being stuck can mean.

Quicksand.

Al Haitham curses and swears in just about every language he knows as he tries to spread his weight as evenly as possible, stay afloat at the top of it because if he sinks, he knows he'll be done for, and shit, Kaveh.

His neck cranes uncomfortably in his search, Kaveh had only been a few feet in front of him, he can't be sunk much further, and he's in the desert much more often than Al Haitham anyway, he'll be familiar with what to do-

Kaveh stands in front of him, empty sleeves fluttering loose. Still just out of his grasp, still watching the stars. The quicksand is already up to his calves.

"Say, Al Haitham..." It's the first he's spoken this whole time. His voice resonates somewhere deeply nostalgic in Al Haitham's chest, produces a ripple that momentarily stuns his heart.

Kaveh is sinking.

Al Haitham stretches out on his belly as far as he's able, it's quickly up to his knees, Kaveh isn't even trying to redistribute his weight or pull himself out, it's at his thighs, Al Haitham sucks in a breath and yells for him, his hips, yells louder, his waist, Al Haitham's trembling fingertips can almost reach, his chest, Kaveh drops level with him, quicksand about his neck like a noose.

Kaveh's head tips back, back, impossibly far back, until it hangs, angle awkward, and he's looking right past Al Haitham with his tired smile and gouged, blinded sockets full of starlight.

"Do you believe in karma?"

The quicksand swallows him entirely and Al Haitham dives, shoves his arms deep and pushes off with the one foot he'd had left on safe ground, because he can't, he can't, it's not the same without Kaveh, not anymore, he needs him, no one else keeps him sharp, no one else challenges him like Kaveh, if he can just grab him, if he can just pull him back up-

Al Haitham thrashes, against the sands, against gravity, against the hardwood of his bedroom floor. Clumsily scrubs the back of his hand across his face to rub the grit of quicksand and sleep out of his eyes.

Sometimes he thinks he preferred it when the Akasha was still harvesting his dreams.

He pops his head out from under his weighted blanket and lays where he'd fallen out of bed for a moment, blinking blearily against the lamplight shining from his desk in the corner. Deep breaths. His consciousness shifts along the blurred line of nightmare and reality, crosses over the slow transition into wakeful awareness.

He's home, Kaveh is home. It's dark out. The house is dead silent.

He's just going to go check, he tells himself as he peels himself out of his sweat-soaked shirt and roots around for a replacement. He's already losing memories of his nightmare, the details spilling away from him like wet ink, but he knows he needs to see Kaveh. It'll feel better to do something, anything, than try to go straight back to sleep.

He's quiet when he slips out of his bedroom door, because they both keep late hours but their bedrooms are right next to each other, and Al Haitham will never hear the end of it if he wakes his roommate up.

Lights off, door shut. Nothing conclusive. He moves out to the main room.

Kaveh sits on one of those ridiculous sofas he'd ordered three of for some reason, back to him as he tucks a lock of hair behind his ear. A mostly-empty wine bottle stands tall on the table, next to the cobbled-together remains of an architectural model that's been picked and fussed over for four days straight now.

"Kaveh? What are you doing?"

This earns him an exaggerated startle, but Kaveh doesn't turn to look at him, preoccupied with whatever new sketch or blueprint he probably has in his hands. "Ohhh, nothing," he slurs cheerfully. "Just working. Just thinking."

Kaveh has always been the world's chattiest drinker. Al Haitham waits for the rest of it.

"Say, I think...I think I asked you this years ago, back then, but you never answered me." Al Haitham feels all the blood drain from his face in ominous familiarity, drip cold down the length of his spine. Kaveh sinks into the couch until he can tip his head over the back of it, looking up at him with a tired smile and exhausted eyes.

"Do you believe in karma?"

#genshin impact #haikaveh #al haitham #kaveh #kavehtham #these two have had me chewing concrete lately god #3.6 got me frothing at the mouth #something about al haitham trying to save kaveh from himself and his own guilt complex and self-sabotage wheeee my heart #and he's normally so self-assured but he fucked it up spectacularly the first go around- good job baby- #and now it's years later he's trying again but it's something he's barely chipping away at not to mention Kaveh not wanting his help lol #and so some of Al Haitham's nightmare is objective fact and some of it is his own subjective pov #Kaveh loses his arms and ears bc al haitham is frustrated that he won't hear him out or reach out for help #and he keeps his eyes up and eventually blinds himself bc al haitham thinks of him as too idealistic and blind to reality #and kaveh does all this to himself bc when you ask al haitham about his troubles he talks about people who cause trouble for themselves #kaveh pondering the concept of karma in relation to his bad luck and misery and guilt about his father's death in the quicksand *fans self* #al haitham starting to get just a little nervous that maybe he really he can't do anything about this #or that one day it'll be too little late ough. love when I can whump character by whumping the other. #two for one special buy one get one two birds stoned at once type of deal #i have a Vision about them and their stupid dumbass relationship dynamic that I need to yell about later but for now: this #written while listening to A Sadness Runs Through Him by The Hoosiers which hilariously was introduced to me as a pla Emmet song #'but here was a man mourning tomorrow; he tried to finally drown in his sorrow' #'oh he could not break surface tension; he looked in the wrong place for redemption' #'don't look at me with those eyes; I tried to unheave the ties; turn back the tide that drew him in' #'but he couldn't be saved' #'a sadness runs through him' #extremely kaveh and haikaveh song for me ough #my fics #gore #body horror #I mean it's pretty unrealistic but still just in case

[wil-dvane]

Nerdy Prudes Must Die has permanently rewired my brain and I wouldn’t have it any other way

Specifically the running motif of “If I could finally be cool, I will know that I’m not a loser”, it gets me every single time. It lives rent free in my head, especially Richie’s delivery right before he dies. Literally what the hell, I will never be the same again

Catch me randomly singing this to myself for the rest of my life

#nerdy prudes must die #starkid npmd #npmd #npmd spoilers #starkid #I keep watching that part of the song over and over and over #it’s so fucking good I literally cannot explain to you what it does to my brain #and also the ending line?? “The darkness will save my soul’’!? ough #eating this shit up I love it #literally all of the songs slap but those two bits won’t ever leave my head

[good-beanswrites]

A drabble for an anon asking about the prisoners watching their music videos! This is focused on specifically Mikoto’s initial shock at seeing MeMe for the first time, but just know that Double comes with a whole new set of shocks as he truly listens to John for the first time ;-;

Mikoto was no criminal. 

He didn’t know how to break into locked rooms, or hack into complex prison security systems. He figured there was no way in hell he’d be able to see these so-called incriminating videos that the Warden was recording, and had resolved himself to an eternity of wondering what they could be. He was shocked when he didn’t need to do a single thing to gain access to them – Es simply adjusted the computer monitor and told him he could hit play when (and if) he wished. Then they left the room.

“A-are you sure?” he called, but they were already gone.

Mikoto blinked at the screen. It showed a stretched version of his apartment couch, near his bathroom wall, broken to reveal sky above. He thought he could spot his tarot cards at the bottom of the frame. Had Milgram broken into his home to film this? 

He scoffed, and hit play.

Distorted guitar started up. He flinched as his own face appeared for a moment – looking directly into the camera and making a wild expression he would never have made if someone was recording. His body tensed up more as he heard his own voice start to sing lyrics he’d never spoken before in his life. He wasn’t even a good singer, and here he was sounding like a professional. 

There were plenty of ways to accomplish all of this, of course. Software could mimic one’s voice, making him say anything these crazy reality hosts wanted. A team could easily add some digital effects to a stunt double and match his appearance perfectly. Knowing that didn’t make the experience any less unsettling.

He watched himself commit a nasty murder. He watched himself return home bloodied. But it was all ridiculous. How could Milgram even claim that this was him? He’d never raised a hand to anyone in his life. Were the other prisoners’ videos as outlandish as this one?

But then, a switch. 

The song shifted to a new melody. He appeared to wake up from his couch, and suddenly Mikoto got the sense that this was him.

He was struck with how familiar this new segment sounded. It simultaneously felt like a favorite song he must have played on loop not too long ago, and one that he’d never heard before. As it played, each new note and lyric felt right on the tip of his tongue. 

It ended as quickly as it began. The song returned to the heavy-metal-murder aesthetic it had started with, and once again he felt like he was watching a cheap copy of himself onscreen. He watched another murder, a shower scene (had the warden seen all that? How embarrassing…) and then he turned to his bathroom mirror.

At the same time as his musical counterpart, Mikoto leapt backwards in horror. 

His eyes remained glued to the screen. His hand flew up to grab the lower half of his face. It was fake, he told himself. AI and CGI and all that. It was fake. It had to be. 

Something deep inside of him said “no. That’s real. That’s me.”

Something else deep inside of him echoed the sentiment.

The video was less than four minutes of music, but by the end he was panting and tugging at his hair as if he’d endured hours of prison torture. He burst out of the room. He sucked in breath after breath. The melodies still played in his mind, lines repeating in his memory as he tried to put as much distance between himself and that little television screen.

He found the others in the common room. They gave him a knowing look, but somehow he knew his experience had been very different from their own. Es approached him.

They studied his expression for a moment. Thankfully, they didn’t ask anything stupid, like “how did it go?” or “what did you think?” 

Instead, they just told him, “if you ever want to watch it again, just let me know, I can get it set up for you.”

He would want to see it again. Of course, it would be better, then. He would take a moment to calm down. He’d watch it later and everything would be okay. He’d have a clearer mind. He’d pick out all the little camera tricks they used to make it. He’d be sure it was a fake, and laugh about how ridiculous he was being now. 

Of course. Of course. 

He nodded to Es, unable to produce any words. Es left him.

The rules in this prison never made any sense, but in this case, he was grateful. He wouldn’t need to figure out any snooping or hacking to get access to the video again. After all, he was no criminal.

… he wasn’t, was he?

#milgram #mikoto kayano #thanks again!! this was super fun to do 👀 #i was so sad that they cant see their videos in canon so it made me so happy to work out how it may work/feel #you know when theres a song you used to love but its been too long and you sort of forgot the words #but as theyre playing youre like ‘ahhh i knew that’ #thats what im picturing #something unnervingly familiar #as mentioned in the hcs i think john would have a very different reaction #hed be happy to see himself but upset to see mikoto so afraid of him #:( #i like to think that john watching meme is what prompts some of his lyrics in double #i think the opening shots of bring it on would convince fuuta that someone had just hacked his cameras #but then there would be shots they shouldnt have any way to get #and the same for mikoto seeing his apartment/the train station and then suddenly himself in the shower… #he probably laughs it off with the others knowing that they came back a bit more calm than hes currently feeling #so he fakes it as long as possible before having another Moment alone in his cell that night #OUGH #drabbles

[sleepyhomosexual]

it's always "i love you" and never "you met me at a very strange time in my life"

#guys guys you don't understand i love this movie so much and the song choice for the end ough 😭

[doctorsiren]

I've been thinking about your Defenseworth Au and came to a conclusion

He's so Epoch by The Living Tombstone

YOU’RE SO RIGHT THIS IS SO TRUE

#doctorsiren #not art #siren speaks #defenseworth au #RAHHHH YOU ARE CORRECT #I love that song so much Ough

[synthshenanigans]

Literally some of my favorite songs rn especially instrumental wise I am ruined

Instrumental Links:

Not Perfect

Light

[Reblog for more of a sample size if you'd like]

#i love these two songs so much tho #both lyric & instrumental wise #cannot choose ough #chonny jash #chonnys charming chaos compendium #cj tmph #moss polls

[locallibrarylover]

it won't help to be patient, the water will rise after all 🌊

id: a bust-up digital painting of Neptune from We Know The Devil. she is in her devil form. her left hand rests under her chin. Neptune is staring at the viewer and grinning widely. the whole painting is in tones of teal, including the background. end id

#musings #its one of those days (thinking about the 3 worst girls since eve.....) #ough. i love you neptune i love you the blue ending.....!! doesnt it feel unfair? youre already good so why do you have to try so hard to b #good? it makes me mad. they want you to prove that youre good. but you already good. #also caption from daughter of god by phemiec 🙌 THEE we know the devil song !! #handmade angels #neptune #we know the devil #scopophobia

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

oh my god sorry to be vagueposting original shit but i need to document the moment my central dragon story's main Hero and Villain completely fucking switch places

#holyyyyyyy shit #holy shit that fits so much fucking better.... #ohhhhh my god and if i do THAT then THIS could happen and THAT could be the catalyst for AAAAAAAAA FUCK #*kronk voice* oh yeah. its all comin together #shoutout to The Leaving Song by Chris Garneau #for spontaneously making the dots connect #watch in a day im gonna think on this and im gonna become the 'you didnt connect shit' meme #no but... ough.... oof.... ouchie.... #im gonna fucking BITE someone i love it when it Clicks!!!! #ok good my tablet is outta juice so its the perfect opportunity to go into my dragons doc folder #and go absolutely fucking ham in the Ideas doc #i am restringing the corkboard in my brain #absolutely unprompted #OHHHHH MY GOD FUCKING WAIT! OH NO. OH. OHHHHH #OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! #THE DOTS ARE CONNECTINGGGGGGGGGGG #THEY ARE CLICKING INTO FUCKING PLACE #YEAH SEX IS GREAT BUT HAVE THE PIECES FOR YOUR ORIGINAL STORY EVER FALLEN PERFECTLY INTO PLACE #something was off and this was it #because if THAT kills her and then she ohhhh oh oh oh yep yes #and that makes him... and then She.... oh and the archive.... #GONNA EAT CONK CRETE LETS GO! LETS! FUCKING! GO! #apologies for the minor breakdown i am. Very passionate about my silly little guys #despite never posting about them ever #ohhhhhh it feels so good to have Coherent thoughts.... my braincase feels so clear for the first time in so long #but i can feel the fog rolling back in so i need to jot this shit down FAST #YEEHAW and might i say HAWYEE!!!!

[potatobugz]

oh greenpath from the hollow knight ost, we're really in it now

#rambles #hollow knight #ough. yknow i think greenpath might be one of my favorite hollow knight songs #but of course im heavily biased just bc it reminds me of an oc of mine #that happens to be a wizard that is also vaguely insect like #ive only got like three of those so its not hard 2 figure out who #NO SORRY ACTUALLY I HAVE TO KEEP SEALED VESSEL IN MY #NUMBA ONE SPOT #GREENPATH I LOVE U BUT. DU DU DU DU DU DU DU DU DU DU DU DU DU DU DU (imagine thta hut to the tune of sealed vessel) #this turned into me just gushing about the hk ost. god its so good #but greenpath is so peaceful and sweet and whimsical and nice! #i nevee really payed attemtion to it b4 until now #its... really cute

[starfall-calamity]

HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL HEAL

#and like...death will fall too #also a good song #also enjoy his clocktower cover of course #BUT OH MY GOD HEAL GUYS ITS REAL IVE WANTED THIS FOR LITERALLY ALMOST A YEAR NOW AGAGFGASFDS #I AM. SO NORMAL #guys if you thought i loved don't take it personally you only know half of my feelings for HEAL #if this gets on Spotify this WILL be on SO much #this is coming from the guy who is already the 4th/5th top listener of CJ #this WILL end me #god im getting back into this game too #ough im losing what sanity i have left jash why must you do this #moss rants #chonny jash