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jaybirdhitman · 2 months

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I'm back at it spreading GITM propaganda, as well as the Racer AU it spawned. 14 hours for a piece man, I'm so down bad. As always the amazing story that lead to this is Ghost in the Machine by @/VenemousQwille. The Racer AU was made by a few of us on the server and spreads everyday. I'm only a little insane for this I promy

@olitupid came up with the car driver deigns on the server and @funsizesirasilliness is our idea sponge hehe. haha hello beloveds I can at you online now.l, get lovingly perceived.

Bonus Memes under the cut I did right before doing this bc they're still some of the best things I've done.

Listen, I know two of them are Sanii, but it's what he would want.

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dreamscape-witch · 3 months

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This was from this week's magma slesh. I finally was able to join! Very excited. Everyone had some kickass art.

I've never used that program before so I decided to just experiment and do some more simple drawings. This challenge was to draw some characters using different palettes! My favorite is Sandman ngl.

Gitm belongs to @venomous-qwille

#art #original art #gitm #ghost in the machine #gitm sunflower #gitm ruin #gitm sandman #gitm sunspot #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #fnaf eclipse #fnaf security breach #five nights at freddy's security breach #fnaf #five nights at freddy's

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17-million-years-of-pining-poll · 1 year

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Here's our roster!!!

These are all 32 pairs (or trios!) that will be competing in this bracket :> In no particular order, they are,,, 1 - Barry Bluejeans and Lup (Blupjeans) from The Adventure Zone 2 - Aziphrale and Crowley (Ineffable Husbands) from Good Omens 3 - Phoenix Wright and Miles Edgeworth (Narumitsu) from Ace Attorney 4 - Hua Cheng and Xie Lian (Hualian) from Heaven Official's Blessing 5 - Catra and Adora (Catradora) from She-ra 6 - Princess Bubblegum and Marceline (Bubbline) from Adventure Time 7 - Merlin and Arthur (Merthur) from Merlin 8 - Dean Winchester and Castiel (Destiel) from Supernatural 9 - Rashmi Jamil and Amelie Macon (Rashmelie) from Entropic Float 10 - Tim Drake and Conner Kent (Timkon) from DC 11 - Wei Wuxian and Lan Wanji (Wangxian) from Mo Dao Zu Shi 12 - Raine and Eda (Raeda) from The Owl House 13 - Mike Wheeler and Will Byers (Byler) from Stranger Things 14 - Pearl and Rose Quartz (Pearlrose/Rainbow Quartz) from Steven Universe 15 - Benjamin Kondraki and Alto Clef (Clefdraki) from SCP 16 - Dream/Morpheus and Hob Gadling from The Sandman 17 - Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase (Percabeth) from PJO 18 - Madoka and Homura (Madohomu) from Madoka Magica 19 - James T. Kirk and Spock (Spirk) from Star Trek 20 - Han Sooyoung and Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk (Yoohankim) from ORV 21 - Utena and Anthy (Utenanthy) from Revolutionary Girl Utena 22 - Red and Blue (Reguri) from Pokemon 23 - Nozomi and Mizore (Nozomizo) from Liz and the Blue Bird 24 - Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye (Royai) from Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood 25 - Kevin Ryan and Javier Esposito (Rysposito) from Castle 26 - Basil and Sunny (Sunflower) from Omori 27 - Candace and Jeremy (Canderemy) from Phineas and Ferb 28 - Gideon and Harrow (Griddlehark) from The Locked Tomb 29 - Dana Scully and Fox Mulder (Msr) from The X Files 30 - Naruto and Sasuke (Narusasu) from Naruto (replacing jonmartin) 31 - Akane Kurashiki & Junpei (Junepei) from Zero Escape 32 - Yue Wuhuan and Song Qingshi (Yuesong) from Mistakenly Saving the Villain Bracket will be out ,,, some time this week <3 (dont trust me)

#update: wait what.#okay nvm!!! they got in and i didnt even have to rig the bracket! epic!#how did i not notice? ...dont ask. thats a touchy subject /j

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nualaofthefaerie · 7 months

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In another post you mentioned you had marked all your favorite Sunflower moments/interactions. Do you mind sharing your favorites with your devout followers?

Much love, Fauxraven

It is high time I come back to writing in here.

I will start by answering some questions, I've been overlooking for a while and then will share why I was away for as long as I have.

Let's discuss my favourite Sandflower interactions though. Thank you for the question and this is going to be quite lengthy as a post, but please bear with me. + the interactions are not ordered by how favourite of mine they are, but rather chronologically for the sake of order in the post 🪷

!Spoilers for the entirety of the Sandman comics under the divider!

Season of Mists

This one is very easy. It's the first time they meet and immediately two panels are very important to me as far as their relationship goes.

People make the VERY wrong assumption Nuala was always enthralled by Morpheus but she wasn't. She met him under her "Ice Maiden" title - a fairy so desired men died for a sliver of her attention. She went to the Dreaming as ordered by Titania, the reasons for which could be discussed in another post. Nuala being a gift to Morpheus is a very calculated move by Titania, putting both Nuala and Morpheus in extremely uncomfortable for them positions. Initially. The reason I love this panel is because it shows simultenously that Nuala didn't care about Morpheus at all and she was being arrogant towards him.

The second interaction in Season of Mists that I want to point out is this panel right here. Although on the surface this entire interaction is quite meaningful this panel right here is very important for two reasons. One and that is the obvious one, he is forcing Nuala on a journey of self-discovery and love, stripping the deceptive glamour thrusted upon her from the moment she first existed (all fairies wear glamour). Second, Morpheus notes to "misliking little magics in his realm", which is factually untrue - everything in his realm is magic in one form or another. What he dislikes is not being in control of the magic being distributed throughout his realm. So here already he had begun very clearly being dishonest with Nuala, which we will see further becomes a pattern - he will say one thing and do the exact opposite.

A Game of You

The famous page. But what people rarely talk about this panel is that Morpheus makes the active choice to be nice to her. Something he doesn't do. It is okay to not believe me, but go back, read for yourself, Morpheus doesn't praise people, he doesn't hand out empty compliments or say nice things to people in general. Now, this is the first time he does that with Nuala. He will do it one-two more times I think - he will praise her to other people and briefly before they separate for the last time. Nuala is someone Morpheus harbours positive feelings for. However, from that point forward, we will see Morpheus making the choice to act in a way he usually doesn't and do things he doesn't usually do. This is the face of the Sandflower community (me and my three bitches), but it is not my favourite panel by a long slide.

Brief Lives

I can choose a lot of interactions from "Brief Lives" however that will take an excrutiating amount of time. The most important thing about Brief Lives is the pendant Nuala receives from Thessaly, Morpheus' nasty attitude, because he is being whiny he got broken up with and what a wonderful pretty girl Lala is. This panel encapsulates that so that's why it's here.

THIS interaction has to be top 3 of my favourite interactions between them. Remember when I said in the beginning people hold big misconceptions about Nuala as a character - that she is a weak, spineless character that fades into the background. This panel is my favourite to disprove those.

"Nuala is meek to Morpheus."

No, Nuala likes Morpheus, there is a difference. Because if she was meek, she would've never stood up for herself or put him in his place, which she does in this very conversation despite their more than obvious power dynamics. While Morpheus shows open distain for her people, Nuala simply and confidently tells Morpheus she cannot change who she is, which is a surprise to the Dream Lord. She is unwilling to allow to be slandered like that whether he is a king or a jester.

This one is here because 1. He lets her keep the pendant, which at that point is not deliberate on his side but it will become a point of deep connection between them (there is a theory about the pendant, another post I want to write a lot), in a way he didn't have with Thessaly mind you. 2. He calls her "Little one" and I think that is adorable.

World's End

I will not put anything from Worlds End because it's the most important Sandflower volume in my opinion. I will, at some point write a whole post about Issue #52. For now, if you're interested go read Issue #52.

The Kindly Ones

This is my single favourite panel in the entire Sandman. Nuala and Morpheus were the original "You came/ You called" and I can't wait to see it in the series through the eyes of Nuala's actress and Tom Sturridge. ( I want to write a whole separate post about the pendant too, so, for now this is enough).

And lastly, I could put their whole conversation here and I could put the numerous comparison's between Morpheus' relationship with Thessaly and with Nuala. But I won't do that because they are irrelevant.

When Nuala became "The Maiden" both in the sense of the Kinly Ones and Persephone, she became a tragic figure bound by her love for a man that is quietly self-distructive. If you go back and read through the comic, there is a distinct uncertainty about Morpheus' coldness from his official partners - Calliope says he suddenly became cold; Thessaly believes he sees people as things he wants until he gets them and then he gets bored; Titania does not talk a lot about the nature of their relationship, however from context we can infer he also stopped responding to her at some point and she is still hung on him (as seen by her conversation with Nuala). Only Nuala recognizes his coldness for what it is - a deep inner hatred of himself and usage of loneliness as a means of punishment of himself. She ecognizes the patterns of his behaviours from his standpoint as opposed to her own, symbolizing the level to which they are connected, whether we as readers realize it or not (because I initially didn't). Nuala wants to save Morpheus, but she is very well aware that she can't.

As for Morpheus he choose Nuala as the last woman (because he did choose to go to her, he had every right to refuse and protect his kingdom, despite the boon) to visit before his death, even though Thessaly had at that point broken him up and he had given up (as by the red flowers in their feet). It is such a heartbreaking panel. Because it is the one that actually shows the depth to which Nuala sees Morpheus past his mask and the level to which Morpheus lies to her for a reason we never find out.

An amalgamation of all they had experienced together is him saying "He didn't notice" and yet, no one who has read the comics from start to finish believes Morpheus. He doesn't believe himself. She was the last person outside of his closest circle he ever saw. Why? Because of his responsibility to a boon? No. He could've left, he knew she would understand, even though she was most adamant he should stay. He stayed because he wanted.

~*~

My personal belief here is that Morpheus in his evident self-hatred did everything in his power to make Nuala turn away from him. He recognizes her as something good and we know Morpheus does not believe he deserves good things. So their last conversation is also a way for him to hurt her to a point where she wouldn't be in pain once he dies. Because she is good and he is not.

Author's note:

It's on posts like these that I realize how much I've uncovered about Sandflower since I first started. I genuinely thought I was in a crackhead space and yet, going back and reading again it's truly baffling how many times Neil wrote actions instead of words - because the good thing about comics is that we can not only read we can see, and the actions Morpheus takes towards someone he doesn't seemingly care about all that much, do not align with his words. I encourage everyone to make their own headcanons or draw their own conclusions. These are my personal and of course they highly reflect my biased viewpoints.

Love,

#the sandman #nuala #nuala of the faerie #morpheus #sandflower #dream of the endless #the sandman netflix #nuala the sandman #Sandman analysis #sandman comics #the sandman comics #sandman meta

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canarytry · 1 year

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Tumblr Bell Songs Compiled from the Notes on that One @Unpretty post

I @ everyone I grabbed from, some are probably repeats and some I def. missed but here’s what I got! Thanks to @unpretty for revealing to me the bells

Non-Christmas Songs:

concerning hobbits @fipindustries 1235321 3568753432 123532121 35666 66532321

"Lord of the Rings" @limulusamebocytelysate 1235321 35687532 123532121 356 (pause) 532 (pause) 1

Mary had a little lamb @prisma-the-spooktacular 6545666 555688 6545666 655654

Carry On My Wayward Son @parvasilvi 1358755654 13587532 1358755654 123211

smash mouth all star @snow4berry 4 86 6 54 47 76655 48665 44221 44 8665 5447 7665 548 866 5 45 2

M*A*S*H theme @heroofthreefaces 78787876 67676765 56565654 45454567 6767676 767676 3456787656

Do-re-mi: @prisma-the-spooktacular 1231313 2344324 3453536 4566546 5123456 6234567 7345678 876475 8532

(celine dion - my heart will go on :3c) @something-about-sunflowers 4 44 434 4 3 4 5 6 5 4 44 434 4 1 (x2) little off on this next part but 4 5 1 8 765 6 765 43432

Never Gonna Give You Up @bedheaddeadhead 1131665 1131554 113145 321 154

mr. sandman @foolishmortal 13 57 65 3 1 24 68 7

wonderwall: @marghen 32121212 212121231 3212122 21221231 353556531 22231 8678 32121212212121231 321212221221231 353556531 22231 8678 78267826786 78267826786 8267826 632231 1123216 331— 717171131— 3451— 3343321—

twinkle twinkle little star: @unpretty 1155665 4433221 5544332 5544332 1155665 4433221

this old man: @unpretty 535 535 6543234 3451111 12345 5224321

“His Theme” (Undertale): @patema-introverted 1541334 141334 1541334 146545

Hanukkah Songs:

the dreidel song: @mishafletcher 535353 355432 424242 454321

Christmas Carols:

Joy to the world: @prisma-the-spooktacular 8765 4321 56 67 78 887655 43 887655 43 333345 43 2222 34 21 8765 4321

Ode to Joy! @ardatli 3345 5432 1123322 3345 5432 1123211 231 23431 23432 125 3345 5432 1123211

Santa Claus is Coming To Town @phlebasphonecian 53455 56788 345556544 35132421

The First Noel @phlebasphoenician 3212345 678765 67876 5678543 3212345 678765 6787656 78543 321345 87665 8765678543

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer- @incognito-princess 5653865 5656587 4542765 5656563 5653865 5656587 4542765 5656587 6676535 46543 2356777 8876542 5653865 565687 4542685 454578

It Came Upon A Midnight Clear @boomstab-papa 16 35421 21 12344565 16 35421 21 12 23214 66 11234 56 55432321 16 35421 21 12 23214

joy to the world @Unpretty 87654321 566778 88765543 88765543 3333345 4222234 321865434321

Jingle Bells @runawaymarbles @mhalachai 14321 1115432 25432 66535 14321 15432 22543 666 676521

333 333 35123 4444 43333 3223 2 5 333 333 35123 4444 4333 554 2 1

In Excelsis Deo / Angels we have heard on high: @vimpiritea 333 55 43 323 5 3 21 333 55 43 323 5 3 21 5 65434 54323 43212 55 1234 3 2 1

we wish you a merry christmas if you're willing to get a little creative with the octave @hi-my-name-is-dotdotdot 58828766 62232875 53343286 556278

feliz navidad / we wanna wish you a merry christmas @hi-my-name-is-dotdotdot 58786 72865 58786 4665555443 3333211666 2222166555 3333211666 587721

it feels like christmas: @beggars-opera 11112345 5653 33343234 4542 33212365 532155 11112345 5653 33343234 4542 33212365 532155 55 565534 4543223 343215 65 5655334 4543223 343215 11112345 5653 33343234 4542 33212365 532155 33212365 43211 34355 77788 34355

Adeste Fiedles is (roughly, the bells don’t have accidentals) @thenoonesenseofladypole 552562 767876 5542456 74311

The First Noel: @deseretgear 3212345 678765 678765 678543 3212345 678765 678765 678543 3212345 87665 8765678543

Silent night @castisteard 5653 5653 886774 556543432 556543342 6676536 6434321

The first notes of Good King Wenceslas @theyhaveacavetroll 4445441 212344

we wish you a merry christmas @alabaster-moon 1 4 45432 2 2 5 56543 1 1 6 67654 2 112 5 3 4 1 4 4 4 3- 3 4 3 2 1 5 6 55448 1 112 5 3 4

we wish you a merry christmas: @distant-daydreams 14454322 25565431 16676542 112534

little drummer boy: @distant-daydreams 12333 34343 112333 34343 234555 65432 234555 67654 6543 5432 12333 34343 2121

Good King Wenceslas @damnsmartblueboxes 5556552 323455 5556552 323455 8764543 323455 2234556 8764 5--7--5

Miniature Overture from the Nutcracker: @extra-magichours 1 4 3265 1 4321 3 2 1 4 3265 86543231

This is the chorus to my favorite Christmas Carol: @emberlark 2342665 1231554 234245321 154 2342665 1231854 234245321 154

Away. In a manger @saiiditallbefore 887665 44321 112115 32135 887665 44321 154352 23121

here’s feliz navidad: @capsie 14 342 25 421 14 342 1211111111 (can’t go lower :[) (repeat x times) 6666 544 222 5555 422 114 6666 544 222 5433 35 5 654 (repeat x times)

this is the best I could do for “greensleeves” @runawaymarbles 234565421 23422 12311 234565421 345432123 8876531 12422 12311 8876531 234222123

Carol of the Bells @dracificia 3231323132313231 3231323132313231 888765554344453211 888765554344453211

#tumblr bells #bell songs #tumblr features #not screenreader friendly

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c0smiccl0wn · 6 months

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my initial thoughts of the gitm cast (i have not read it yet) @venomous-qwille

misuta moon - wears bitch kicking boots

nova - eats mice and/or people

soleil - has killed someone and will kill again

clip.exe - a whore (affectionate)

sunspot mk1 - that’s a child

fool eclipse - a silly guy

ruin eclipse - the best

sombra - he’s a whore too (affectionate)

sunflower - i don’t trust him (looks too innocent)

sandman - his cozy attire but lack of shoes perturbs me

#i think they're neat #excited to actually read it #i’ve been hesitating because i KNOW it will occupy my mind in a unhealthy way #ghost in the machine

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venomous-qwille · 7 months

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Ghost in the Machine

This is the master post for Ghost in the Machine links, character refs and FAQs.

I will try my best to keep this post as up to date as possible.

What is Ghost in The Machine?

GITM is a DCA AU and a fic set in the retrofuture (2055ish) long after Fazco has shut down. An eccentric collector has been acquiring versions of the Daycare Attendant animatronic from closed locations around the world. The story involves a reader character who has been brought into repair the original post-Ruin DCA from the games, and hijinks ensue. There are also ghosts.

Where can I read the fic?

GITM is currently being posted on Ao3, and is updated every three weeks on Saturdays. The fic is being beta'd by the tremendously talented @bubbiethesaur. You can read GITM here!

There is also a podfic, which you can find here:

Updates to the podfic will be sporadic, so please be patient <3

Where can I see the art?

On this blog I use the #gitm au and #ghost in the machine au tags for GITM related content. If you are looking for art of a specific character, they also have their own tags: #misuta moon #nova #soleil #clip.exe #sunspot mk1 #fool eclipse #ruin eclipse #sombra #sunflower #mr sandman

FAQ~

Why haven't you answered my GITM ask?

One of three reasons: 1) your ask was too spoilery* 2) I'm waiting to answer it with art 3) ADHD

*spoilery includes but is not limited to: any questions about dual-AI or XYZ character's sun/moon variant; questions about character backstories and lore; questions about characters that have not featured in the fic yet (e.g Nova, Sanii, Harvest, Sunflower, Sandman etc); asks speculating about potential future scenarios (don't get me wrong, I love these asks, but I can't answer them!)

Where are all the Moons?

Read and find out. Seriously. There are at least 5 Moons who are core to the plot but I'm not going to talk about them, no matter how nicely you ask!

Does XYZ character have a Sun/Moon counterpart?

Some of them do, some of them don't. The dual-AI stuff is majorly plot related. If I'm not talking about someone's Sun/Moon counterpart, rest assured you will find out eventually. I won't be spoiling any of it on tumblr though :)

Can I create fanart of GITM?

Yes yes yes please do and please tag me when you post it so I can see it/reblog! If you are unsure if something is ok, please ask.

Can I create fanfic of GITM?

Super flattered about this. I have a longform answer to this question which you can read here. But tl;dr yes you can, please tag/credit me, do not spoil/try to write the lore, and please do not write GITM au (e.g mafia, mer, medieval). I have my own plans for this stuff and I would prefer to release the designs/stories in my own time. If you are unsure if something is ok, please ask.

Do you have character refs I can use?

There is a collection of art 'refs' for each character on the Misutamojis discord. Latest link here.

There are no proper call-out sheets/refs currently, but I have a huge body of art for the characters on this blog which should give you more than enough info for most of them. I will get around to creating proper refs eventually, in which case I will link them here.

Where can I find the playlist?

I update the spotify playlist fairly regularly, if you have any music recs you can send them over in an ask! You can listen to the playlist here!

I've heard there are secret GITM drabbles, where can I find them?

I used to post frequent drabbles from future chapters in the DCA Palooza discord, I have recently deleted the majority of them as people were going back and binging them which hadn't been the intended reading experience. Anywho, this question probably refers more to the spicy drabbles (which people have very kindly made a lot of delicious art for). These are still around! You just need to access the spicy channel and do some digging.

Is there a GITM discord?

Nope! There is a server for GITM emotes and a busy thread in the DCA Palooza, but currently I don't have any plans to make a GITM-centric discord community. If that does happen in the future it's likely I will simply convert the emotes server (Misutamojis).

It finally happened, I converted Misutamojis. You can join the GITM discord here.

Can I smooch the robots?

Yes.

All of them?

All of them.

#master post #ghost in the machine #ghost in the machine au #gitm au #soleil #clip.exe #sanii drop #misuta moon #sunspot mk1 #harvest moon #sunflower and the sandman #fool eclipse #ruin eclipse #nova #gitm yn #sombra #SoundCloud

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cookiiemancer · 2 months

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Happy CH13! here's some meems

GITM -> @venomous-qwille

#cookiiedraws #gitm #gitm nova #gitm sombra #gitm sunflower #gitm sandman #ghost in the machine #ghost in the machine au

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jaybirdhitman · 2 months

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So a couple of us on the server came up with a Racer AU and it's been plaguing my mind since. Here's the First set, 5 bikers; Sunflower, Nova, Sunspot, Sombra and Sandman.

AU is based on the lovely fic Ghost in the Machine by @venomous-qwille who was gracious enough to let us play in the little sandbox in the corner of their world.

Bonus Sanii Akira Slide and Flag guy Harvest doodles under the cut. Just some Sillies

#my art #fnaf #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #fnaf au #gitm au #ghost in the machine #eclipse #gitm sanii #gitm nova #gitm sombra #gitm sunspot #gitm sunflower #gitm sandman #harvest moon #good these were so fun to do #i kinda regret drawing so many bikes #but the 5 cars will kill me more

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light-yaers · 2 years

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Bring Me A Dream (Morpheus ‘Dream’ x Reader One Shot)

Fic Masterpost | AO3

You’re a lucid dreamer, a strong sleeper. That’s how you meet the Sandman. He helps you learn, helps you dream.

But you want more, you need more. So does he.

Warnings: angst, swearing, mentions of sex.

Word Count: 4.5k

The first time you met him, you were crying. When your dreams usually brought solitude and understanding and a lightness that you seldom experienced in reality, this one had shifted into a nightmare. You were powerless. You couldn’t change it, you simply had to endure.

The scene had changed. Turned sour. Turned cold. When before the fields you thought up were green and luscious, full of life, they were now grey; decaying before your very eyes as the flowers began to wilt and melt into mud.

“Why is this happening! I control the world, here!” you screamed, hoping it would make a difference, but it was no use. All you could do was accept this fate.

You dropped to the floor, scuffing your hands over the ash-ridden dirt; the remnants of your once beautiful dreamscape. You wept.

That’s when the Sandman appeared.

Dressed in a long black coat and donning a piercing and inquisitive gaze, he knelt to the floor at your side. “Why do you weep, child?”

“My flowers… they’re all dead,” you sniffed, a few stray tears still falling down your cheeks. He regarded you blankly. His expression was as sharp and as cold as marble. “Who are you?”

That made him smile. The tiniest curl of his lip. “I am the King of Dreams,” he said. Your eyes widened.

“You’re the man who puts sand in my eyes every night? The Sandman?” you let out, utterly amazed. “What are you doing here?”

“I traverse through dreams,” he said simply.

“Why my dream, though?” you chided.

“I sensed your anguish,” he said softly, looking around at the now desolate and dark field. You follow his movements, taking in your surroundings, your world. Your dead world.

“I don’t understand,” you started. “This has never happened before… they didn’t listen to me this time,”

“You are a lucid dreamer, child,” the Sandman said. “The ability to completely control ones dream is a rarity to get right, time after time. You can still control this world,” he urged.

“It won’t work. I’ve tried—,”

“Your tears betray you,” he cut over you. Gently, he reached out a boney fingered hand, swiping his thumb beneath your eye to mop up your remaining tears. “The dream can sense your fear,”

You looked up at him, into those piercing, yellow eyes that so easily landed upon yours. The Sandman gently cupped your face as you stared into his— jaw razor sharp, nose straight, eyes on fire.

He didn’t scare you, though.

“Okay,” you said, sniffing away the rest of your sadness. “What do I do?”

“Close your eyes,” he almost whispered it. You obeyed him. “Imagine your flowers growing, thriving, living,”

You sucked in a deep breath, imagining the once green fields, full of poppies, lilies, sunflowers— every species under the sun. They filled up the entire meadow, swaying subtly in the breeze as the sun shone proudly.

You could feel the breeze first, and then the glorious fragrant scent hit your nose. When you opened your eyes, the Sandman was gone, but your flowers were alive once more.

The second time you saw him, he scared you. Ten years later, you were a teenager and vastly unhappy. Reality wasn’t something you indulged in anymore, so your dreams were your solace.

You created worlds in your sleep, building castles and a backdrop of rolling, snow covered mountains. There were people there; not like humans, more like elves or fairies or witches. The weather was always gleaming.

You ruled over your kingdom happily; alone.

Until he showed up again.

“Your majesty, you have a guest,” one of your guards informed you. You were in your study, writing, drawing, living. You dropped everything immediately—

No one visited you. Ever.

“Who?”

“The King of Dreams,”

When you saw him again, you thought he’d smile. Only seeing him once before made you believe you’d made him up; conjured him from your mind, the same way that you made the flowers grow.

He looked the same. Ageless, eyes just as piercing as they were before; perhaps even more so. He inhaled deeply when his eyes met yours, hands by his side, flexing his fingers anxiously.

“Hello, Sandman,” you spoke, smiling at him fondly despite the sharpness of his gaze.

“Hello, child,” he replied. You turned to your guard, gesturing for him to leave. The large drawing room doors shut behind him— you and the Sandman were alone once more.

“What are you doing here?” you asked, stepping forward to pace the room.

“You built all this?” he chided immediately. “A Kingdom from within your mind,” the two of you glanced out of the window to the left, overseeing the landscape.

“You sound like it’s abnormal for humans to create within their dreams,” you let out, smiling to yourself. “Dreamscapes are where we can truly live,”

“No,” he spoke suddenly. “This world cannot be sustained. Your mind would crumble. The Dreaming would implode,”

You found yourself understanding every word he said, despite never hearing of the Dreaming before. This visit was not a coincidence, you realised. He had come to scold you, to warn you.

It made you angry.

“What are you trying to say?” you let out, mood immediately changing. “You can’t take this away from me,”

“I… just want you to be careful,” he let out thoughtfully. “I know living in ones dream can be beautiful. You built these walls with your mind, you should be proud,” he turned to you, smiling at you smally. “But, reality can also bend to your will,”

“How?” you chided bluntly. “Reality is nothing but a burden to me,”

“No,” Dream said, flicking his eyes over your panicking expression. “You need to live in it, otherwise you’ll always compare it to your dreamscape,”

“I never thought the King of Dreams would tell me to stay awake,” you let out, and the sound of the Sandman laughing hit your ears for the first time. You whipped your stare to him, awestruck at how he looked amused.

“I never thought I would see you again, yet here we are,” he said fondly. “You’ve grown, child,”

“You haven’t,” you said lowly. Slowly, you strolled towards him, until you were chest to chest.

He peered down at you, skimming his gaze over the features of your face. You wanted to reach out to him, to touch his face, to feel his skin; but you wouldn’t allow yourself to.

“Will I see you again?” you asked.

“I hope not,” he let out, and you know why he said it. The King of Dreams was a bad omen to behold. For him to appear meant danger. For him to be absent meant all was well.

Still— those words hurt you.

You had so many questions, but no time for him to answer them.

“Goodbye, child,” he spoke softly. You inhaled a sharp breath, reaching forward suddenly.

“Dream—,”

You woke abruptly. You didn’t weep, but your heart ached beneath your ribcage. You clutched your chest, feeling the pelting of your pulse throughout your veins.

“Goodbye, King of Dreams,” you whispered.

You tried to move on.

But as you grew older, so too did your curiosity. Your mind only expanded, alongside your dreamscape; though you took Dream’s advice—

You didn’t visit nearly as much, didn’t devote all of your time and energy on the palaces within your head.

Dream never returned. You were never able to find him, either. He was dust.

In university, all you do is doodle the Sandman in lectures. He’s on every piece of paper, every notepad, every essay plan— the wild hair, the piercing eyes, the black coat and combat boots; The King of Dreams.

“Are you drawing that emo guy, again?” your best friend, Heidi, says. She’s always been straight to the point and utterly unapologetic about it. Her forwardness is what keeps you tethered to reality.

“He’s not an emo. Well— I guess he sort of is,” you let out, amusement on your lips.

“Who is he? New Tinder match?” she quips. You scoff loudly, garnering a scolding look from your professor, before going back to the lesson.

“No,” you lower your voice. “He’s just… a guy,”

“Bullshit. You’ve been obsessed with him for a few weeks now,” Heidi spouts.

Try fifteen years.

“What does he do?” Heidi goes on, suddenly curious. You indulge her, colouring in Dream’s coat in all black.

“He’s… a monarch,”

“He what? Is he a fucking prince?” Heidi bursts.

“More like a king,” you smile fondly.

“You’re fucking with me. What kind of dating apps are you on, girl? Kingdom Mingle?” you elbow her softly, trying not to laugh.

“Shut up,” you scoff.

“So, what is he like? Have you ever met him?” Heidi continues.

“He’s… reserved. He’s got these really steely eyes, like when he looks at you, you can really feel him staring at you, y’know?” you say thoughtfully. “I’ve met him twice,”

“Twice? So, you’ve bonked?” she lets out. You grimace immediately.

“Bonked? Who the fuck says bonked? Are you twelve—?”

“Just answer the damn question—,”

“No! We haven’t fucking bonked,” you shout at her lowly, trying not to alert the entire class to you.

“Shame,” Heidi says bluntly. “How old is he?”

Ah. What a question.

“He… looks twenty-five. Ish,” you said hesitantly. Heidi furrows her brows at you, looking at you like she just stepped in dog shit.

“Looks?” she coughs out. You stare at her, wide eyed and almost blushing because it all sounds so fucking ridiculous. “Girl—,”

“Just— fuck off,” you stutter out. “He’s just some guy, some Instagram celebrity that I have a stupid crush on who I’ve met twice— in passing— or whatever, and that’s it. He doesn’t know who I am and I’m probably never going to see him again, so,” you scribble on your page, trying to expel your emotions, before abruptly stopping and letting out a sigh. You turn back to Heidi. “He doesn’t matter,”

Heidi looks at you thoughtfully. “Men,” is all she says. You let out an abrupt scoff, feeling better already.

“Yeah. Men,”

You lay in bed that night, candle flickering on your dresser and covers all the way up to your chin. Part of you is hesitant to enter your Kingdom tonight. You don’t know why.

You ignore the feeling, closing your eyes— and then you’re there.

Home.

Until you wake up again.

No Dream. No nothing. Same old bullshit, day in day out. When you’re not an uni, you’re at your stupid job at the mall. Serving juveniles bad smoothies wasn’t exactly your goal in life, yet here you were—

Hair tied up and stuck through the back of a cap that had Smoothie-licious! on the front in pink bubble writing.

You almost doze off during the quiet hours, gently closing your eyes behind the counter.

“One choco-strawberry blitz, honey,” their voice perks you up and you snap your eyes open, only to be met with the most glamorous person you’ve ever seen.

It sort of takes your breath away, with their perfectly applied lashes and ruby red lip stick and perfect skin and, and—

Wait, what were you doing?

“C-coming right up!” the words wobble out of your mouth, before you get to clumsily making the smoothie for them.

“What’s that I sense?” they let out sensually. “I’d notice a lady with a crush from a mile away,”

“What?” you whip yourself around to them, cheeks warming up violently.

“Oh, you do, don’t you, sweet girl?” they pout at you. “For the King of Dreams no less,” the breath hitches in the back of your throat. You immediately raise all of your defences.

This person wasn’t human.

“Who are you?” you ask strongly, finding your voice. This was the first time you’d encountered any kind of god or deity in reality.

“My brother didn’t tell you about me? How rude,” they let out, before dropping their hand out before them; for you to kiss. “I’m Desire, darling. Dream’s stunning sibling. Charmed,”

“That’s not a word I’d use,” you let out, frowning at the introduction and this entire situation. “What do you want?” something hits you in the gut then, making your heart tremble.

Dream. Had something happened?

“Is Dream okay?” you stutter out, but Desire only laughs through their fingers.

“My, my. You really do like him, don’t you? Only met twice, yet your thoughts are utterly littered with him,” Desire smiles at you, but it’s not real. They’re fake smiling. They are a snake. “When was the last time you saw him, hm? What was it— five years ago?”

“Shut up,” the words pour from your lips before you can hold back.

“First time, seven years old; second time, seventeen years old—,”

“Shut up,” you spit through clenched teeth.

“Twenty-two years old now and no more Dream—,”

“Shut up!” you scream at the top of your lungs, but for some reason, no one reacts. Almost like you and Desire are trapped in some kind of time bubble, just the two of you. Alone. “You don’t know anything,”

“Don’t make me laugh, mortal. This is my job, you know? I can feel the desire radiating through your giant and clogged pores,”

“Why are you here? To scare me?”

“Oh gods, honey, no,” they say, almost shocked. “I’m here to tell you that Dream isn’t worth your pining,”

You let out a revolted scoff. “You don’t know him then, it seems,”

“Rich coming from the girl who’s met him twice when I’ve known him since the start of creation, but sure,” Desire twiddles their fingers, looking at their long, claw-like nails. They’re painted blood red.

Your blood starts to boil before you can even help yourself. Curiosity will be your downfall. “Why isn’t he worth it?” you let out, jaw clenched.

Desire leans on the counter, getting comfortable.

“Dream doesn’t care for others, not the way you care for him. His realm is dark and desolate and, by god, the man has no friends. He’s utterly cruel,”

You’re confused. It’s clear to see, slapped all over your face. You didn’t want to believe Desire’s words, but it was hard not to.

“But… he’s the King of Dreams. He offers humans the chance to escape, to create their own worlds, to… be someone else entirely,”

“Dreams are more complicated than that, darling,” Desire says, looking at you sadly. “Don’t worry your precious, little, lucid self about all that, though,” they gently boop your nose, making you flinch.

“Lucid?” you let out. “You— you spoke to Dream about me?”

Dream knew you were a lucid dreamer; able to control the outcomes of your subconscious with a snap of your fingers. How could Desire know, if Dream hadn’t told them?

Desire lets out a smug hum. “Okay, you’re smart. I’ll give you that,” they give you one glance, up and down, as if judging you. “I’ve said all I needed to say, so I’ll be on my way,”

“Wait— does he still follow me?” you let out desperately. You know you sound it, but you don’t care. “Morpheus. Does he still follow my dreams?”

Desire winks once. It makes you feel sick.

“Goodbye, Dream’s girl,” they wave with their clawed nails, before walking away. You blink once, and they’ve vanished.

The mall is back to normal. People mill around. Voices mumble to each other. But you can hardly hear them— your heart is beating so fast and your blood is pumping so aggressively that you feel like you’re floating.

Dream still knew you, still thought about you, that was for certain; but for Desire to show up— that was unnerving.

Something felt wrong. Something felt off.

You needed to find Dream. You had to.

You go to bed at 6pm, forcing yourself to fall asleep. As soon as your eyes shut, you wake up in your kingdom, out on the fields.

The weather is grey. The clouds are black. It all feels wrong.

“Majesty, what’s going on?” your guard asks, as soon as you enter the castle.

“Not now, I have someone I need to find,” you let out.

“The King of Dreams?” he asks, and your heart stops. You turn to him, brows furrowed low.

“How did you know?”

“I had a feeling, your majesty. The kingdom has felt… unsettled today,” he lets out, shaking slightly. You approach him softly, laying a gentle hand on his shoulder.

“Do you know how I can find him?”

Your guard shrugs. “The Dreaming is impossible to navigate. Only Dream himself or a vortex could possibly traverse the dreamscapes, your majesty,”

“Where does Morpheus reside in the Dreaming?” you chide.

“His palace, I believe. Off limits to dreamers. Only demons or citizens of his realm can make it there,”

Well, fuck.

There was part of you that wanted to scream. You were in his realm, in his world, yet so far away from him. Dream never had any trouble finding you— he could seek you out easily— but for you, finding him was like a needle in a haystack.

“I have to try,” you whisper to yourself. “I built this world, I control what happens in my dreams,” your guard regards you gently. “Maybe… I can summon him here,”

“Summon the King of Dreams? How?”

You step back, looking out over the vast horizon of your kingdom— the kingdom you built with your mind, singlehandedly; the kingdom that you control every time you close your eyes.

“By imagining he’s already here,”

You close your eyes immediately, balling your fists. You imagined this room, the drawing room, with all of it’s rugs and lavish curtains and dark wood furniture, with a view out to the snow-covered mountains that you grew from your mind.

You imagined him here, with his flowing black coat, his skeletal frame, his wild hair and even wilder eyes— the Dream that you so ached to see again, to talk to, to learn from.

He knew all, and you wanted that.

You’d wanted that since he’d taught you how to make your flowers grow again.

Please, Dream. I know somewhere you can hear me.

You imagined him approaching you, imagined him sticking out a hand to your face and smiling in that way he did; just for you. Not a full smile, never a full one, but the small kind that still made his lips curl.

You loved that smile.

Please, Dream. I need you. I need you. I need you.

You needed him like your body needed water.

I need you.

“You need me,” his voice cuts through your very soul. You flinch at the sound, too afraid to open your eyes incase you’re only imagining it.

“Yes,” you let out in a whisper, trembling over the word.

“Then you need only ask,” he says softly, and you swear you can hear his shoes as they cross the rug, but you want to be certain. You keep your eyes closed, still afraid. “If you need me, I will come,”

You sense him stop behind you, as your eyes flutter open. You turn around and take him in; there’s that smile.

“You’ve grown,” he says fondly. Your heart almost crumbles in your chest. Your eyes start to well.

“You haven’t,” you let out, smiling at him like he’s the sun and stars combined.

There was something about that face. The infinite abyss of his piercing eyes that went on forever and ever, like the vacuum of space or a tunnel to the centre of the universe.

You wished to learn from him; the past, the future, everything in between. The Dreaming, traversing dreams, what his realm was like, what his home was like—

But you didn’t know where to begin, not when you’re finally looking at him again for the first time in five, long, fucking years.

“I had a visitor today,” you start. “Desire,”

Dream’s face drops immediately. He steps forward hastily, grabbing you by the bicep gently. “Did they touch you? Did they hurt you?”

“No, no,” you shake your head, reassuring him. “They did scare me, though,”

“Desire likes to play games,” Dream says lowly. “Was I involved in the discussion, by chance?”

“Yes,” you swallow. “You were… the main topic of conversation,” you force yourself not to blush.

“They get bored, you see. They like to play tricks, to create schemes. I’ve always been more powerful than them, we never got on,” Dream explains. “They get jealous, sometimes,”

“Jealous?”

“Hmm,” Dream ponders. “I deal with dreamers. Something new every second of every day. The fleeting nights and even shorter acquaintances with humans, but when one human sticks—,” he stops quickly, only to let out a small laugh. You think it’s the best sound in the world. “They gets the urge to meddle,”

“So… you’re saying I’ve stuck to you, now,” you ask. You feel embarrassed, but Dream doesn’t care.

“I think, perhaps… we’re stuck to each other,” the way he peers down at you, fingers curled around your arm, small smile on his lips, makes your heartbeat accelerate tenfold.

Does he know? Does he know that you think of him all of the time?

“I wish you could teach me,” you start, looking at the floor sadly. You don’t want him to see you be so pathetic.

“Teach you what?” his voice drops at octave; it shouldn’t have been possible. His words vibrate throughout the floor of the castle.

“What you do. How you live. How you work. I don’t even know if you can go to the waking world or not,” you mumble. Dream breathes out slowly, before gently placing his fingers under your chin. He lifts your head, so he can meet your eyes.

“Curious, aren’t you?” he regards you.

“I’ve been dreaming all my life,” you say. “You can’t blame me,”

“I suppose not,” he whispers. His thumb gently swipes over your chin, sending a shiver down your spine. “And yes, I can exist in the waking world,”

Your eyes widen, only appearing glassier. You don’t care. You blink at him, gobsmacked. “Can you… visit me in the waking world?” you ask.

Dream freezes, but he doesn’t pull away. His expression changes to a quizzical look. “May I ask why?”

“Because… I want you to exist in my reality, as well as my dreams,” you whisper it, utterly transfixed on his gaze. Gently, he takes a step even closer to you, so you’re chest to chest. “I just want to be sure that you’re real… that I didn’t make you up in my head,”

The amount of times you’d thought yourself to be crazy was multiple. There were times where you’d questioned everything— your dreamscape compared to your reality, if Dream was real of if you’d created him.

You wanted to know, properly, once and for all. Even though you knew, deep down, he was real.

You just wanted to be certain.

Dream squeezes your arm affectionately. “As you wish,” and just like that, he removes himself from you, taking a few steps back. From his pocket, he grabs a handful of sand. “When you wake, I will be there,” he says simply.

Gently, he raises his palm to his lips and blows upon the sand. The grains spiral into a whirlwind, encasing him in particles of gold until he completely vanishes.

You clamp your eyes shut, telling yourself it’s time to wake up—

When you open your eyes, you wake in your bed. It’s late, past midnight, and your room is dark.

When he strikes a match, you gasp so loudly that you almost vomit up your heart. Dream lights the candle on your dresser, blowing out the match as a golden glow is cast around your bedroom.

“Dream?” you whisper, heart in your throat.

He turns to you, and you can still see his smile in the dim light. He steps forward, dropping down onto your mattress gently.

“Are you convinced?” he asks.

“Am I still dreaming?“ you let out, trying to stop yourself from crying or screaming or throwing yourself at him with a hug.

“No. You are awake,” he says simply, and those four words put your heart at ease, but make your lungs scream for air. You can’t believe it. He’s real. He’s been real this whole time.

You let out an abrupt laugh, leaning forward to grab him by the face. He lets you, smiling even more so and shuffling himself closer to you on the mattress.

His fingers fiddle with the seam of your night shirt.

He’s real. He’s real.

“I missed you,” he says suddenly, and you allow a small tear to fall down your cheek. You laugh again, swiping your thumb over his jaw. His eyes quickly stick to your lips; just for a second; before travelling back to your eyes.

“I missed you, too,” you reply, and it feels so good to say that you cannot believe this is happening. A proper reunion, an understanding, a feeling.

The King of Dreams had missed you.

“You must rest,” he whispers lowly, but the way his hand trails up to your neck means that you know he doesn’t want to let you go yet.

“Come and see me tomorrow,” you plead. “Promise me,”

Dream lets out the smallest of huffs, the tiniest tuft of air that tells you just how much he adores you. This fondness, this closeness. Perhaps, he’d been keeping himself away for all this time to stop you from relying on your dreamscape, but now— you had him in your reality.

You had him.

Gently, Dream leans in until the gap between you in gone. His lips are soft as they press against your own. He inhales you completely, relishing in the feeling on your head, cradled by his hand, and your fingers fiddling with his hair.

He tastes like the ocean, almost. Like salt water and something else that you can’t work out— power, ageless, a king.

When he pulls away, he drops his forehead onto your own. “You have my word,” he says, and you can feel every syllable cut through your body. Every word. Every sound.

“Okay,” you whisper back. You shut your eyes, content with feeling him against you— his fingers, his lips, his forehead. Everything.

“Goodnight, sweet dreamer,” he whispers.

When you open your eyes, he’s gone.

You can still feel his lips, pressed against yours, telling you to keep dreaming.

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mbti-enemies · 11 months

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instead of songs, can you give each MBTI specific lines of songs? that'd be cool

yes it would be cool! just for a throwback here's the post with songs

ESTP: (Easy, Troye Sivan)

ISFP: (Sunflower, Harry Styles)

ISFJ: (We'll Never Have Sex, Leith Ross)

ENFP: (if i were a fish, corook)

ENTJ: (Play Me Like a Violin, Stephen)

INFJ: (Vanilla Twilight, Owl City)

INFP: (Mr Sandman, SYML)

ISTJ: (Dreamland, Glass Animals)

ESFP: (Mariposa, Peach Tree Animals)

ESFJ: (We'll be fine [English vers.], ReN)

ENFJ: (What They'll Say About Us, FINNEAS)

ISTP: (Ride, Lana Del Rey)

ENTP: (Cry Baby, The Neighbourhood)

ESTJ: ('Goodbye, My Danish Sweetheart', Mitski)

INTP: (Other Side, Conan Gray)

INTJ: (Achilles Come Down, Gang of Youths)

#LOL THIS IS SOO FUNNY BECAUSE MY OG BLOG WAS MAINLY SONG LYRICS #i should get inspo #brb #anyways...#types collection #all the types #angst alert

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lilydragonhart · 7 months

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Sun and Moon designs for my FNAF Deltarune AU,,,

I wanted them to have a more expression face while not losing the charm of the originals' perma-grin look.

So I gave them a half-mask like phantom of the opera kinda vibes or something.

Half of their face is expressive so the kids don't feel to weirded out and the other half stays as a mask.

DarkWorld designs underneath here. :]

I turned Sun into a flower.

I may call him Sunpop, but he's a sunflower in the DarkWorld. He can manipulate plant- and light-based magic.

Who builds a robot with anxiety? Fazbear Entertainment, apparently.

Sun is sooo freaked out about the DarkWorld fr.

His rays turned into petals with BELLS on them!

Moon, on the other hand, I made him more like a sandman type of guy. He's wearing some kinda robe with a big hood on it. He just vibin fr

He hasn't shown up officially in my fic yet since I'm only on Chapter 3, but he's enjoying himself. Maybe gnawing on a branch somewhere idk.

#fnafrune: deltabreach #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #sundrop #moondrop #dark world #my art #ghhhhh i still really love how the darkworld designs came out ngl #i already posted chapter 3 on ao3 sooo i gotta keep writing the fourth chapter nooowww #fnaf security breach

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lunesprite · 3 months

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GiTM Characters - as Tom Cardy Songs

A Good Enough Tm List.

Hello and welcome to a very silly list I decided to make this morning. It is now a full 12 hours later and my vision must be shared.

Tom Cardy is fantastic, and even without this silly list, I do think y'all should check him out! But keep in mind, a lot of these songs are suggestive/NSFW for various reasons, so maybe put in some headphones first.

Also, I make these silly suggestions, every single one of them, out of immense love for these characters, so if one seems mean… I am ragging on them. I am pulling on their rays in the playground or whatever.

I love each and every one of them, scouts honor. And with that out of the way….

Wonderful @/venomous-qwille's Ghost in the Machine Cast - specifically as Tom Cardy songs only.

Part 1: I Will Not Be Taking Feedback I Am Correct:

Clip.exe: Red Flags

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I love Clip.exe so so much it is unreal. He's a freak /endlessly affectionate. If i am feeling particularly silly with him, then i can offer a second for young, baby Clip: Monster Truck. Either way, I am kissing him.

Sanii: Hot Shit

youtube

He is. I would pay an inconceivable amount of money to see this. I want to see him performing this in a silly glittering red jacket to try and cheer Misuta up.

Nova: The Ballad of Smokin' Joe Rudeboy

youtube

This beautiful, perfect man. Important context: Fool is singing it, narrating our wonderful tale, and Nova is performing his ass off and having a blast. He is wearing a cowboy hat and yes, one of his rays is sticking through it. I love Nova. I am kissing him right on his face.

Noon: Artificial Intelligence

youtube

He would sing this song and you wouldn't even need to ask him to.

y/n: Repress it!

Look at that, we get a song too. :) Almost forgot to, tbh.

Part 2: I Got My Reasons:

Soleil: Read Between the Lines

youtube

Can I picture him singing it? No. I will not pretend. There are certain lines, however, I absolutely can. He very nearly falls into the 'Didn't Wanna Leave Anybody Out' category, but I just. I needed to manifest this.

Fool: Perception Check

youtube

You know, I don't think I need to explain this one.

Sunspot: My Secret Shame

youtube

Oh darling Spot, it might very well be there's another song that fits you better, but imagining this one, which is so sweet and harmless but absolutely on point for something that WOULD be his shame, made me almost break down laughing at work.

Misuta: All the Stupid Things I've Ever Done

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Sandman: Level Clear!

youtube

Sandy is kind of riding the line between this category and the next, but like. I give him this one because I cannot wait to see what this little man has going on, and I really wonder what his life has been like! I just know there's trauma under that hat.

Harvest: About 8 hours

youtube

There was another song here but this was a late suggestion that I realized was simply. Too correct.

Part 3: I Didn't Wanna Leave Anybody Out and By This Point I Was Invested And Too Proud to Back Down (I Will Take Cardy Suggestions Here):

This section is particularly silly.

Ruin: Love Language

The angle. I confess: I forGOT them. I am a fake fan. But I come with a secondary song for Ruin.

Call your Mother (just links now because there is a 10 video limit woopsie): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AV5HKWRMyAY

Profanity aside - and the funniness of imagining Influencer Ruin - I think this is about as accurate as this section gets.

Part 4: JK i backed down instantly

Sunflower & Sombra

I had to admit defeat with these two. I don't think there is one by Tom Cardy that fits Sunflower, but I know so little about her I... As for Sombra, I did have a joke one but later (right now) accepted I also know very little about him. I toss in my hat on these two, I have done my best. 😔

I also debated an extra song for Nova - and a particularly silly one for Sol - but I thought I should cut myself off before I lost myself completely in the sauce. I suppose it works out, since I ran out of video embeds (oops).

Thank you for attending this uh. Post? Yes.

#gitm au #what on EARTH do i tag this as #crowstalks #crow links a ton of very silly songs #ghost in the machine #god do i tag everyone? ... no #Youtube

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